#he gives me nightmares honestly

[friendlyorange]

The weirdest thing about going to college for teaching in the united states is the giant CANYON of disconnect between what we're taught and what we actually do in a classroom.

like we're taught how to diversify methods of instruction in order to most equitably reach the diverse populations of our classrooms and inspire them to do their best writing/reading/speaking (im an English teaching major) but then in reality the students in your classroom are insanely below the level they need to be at in order to engage with age-appropriate lessons for them

we're taught how to take common core standards and transform them into meaningful and deep lessons but we're only given 45-90 mins of planning per day (if we're lucky) and the rest needs to be done outside of school or after hours if you can't do it quickly enough, and teachers are always expected to do research outside of the classroom, as well as collaboration, tweaking of lesson plans, etc.

we're told that students crave learning and they crave fun projects and they crave kinesthetic exercises, but then when I try those things in the classroom everyone complains and halfasses their participation, and im lucky if half of them actually pass something in, whether its an assignment, a test, a project, or an assessment.

we're told that we need to have open communication not only between teachers but between teachers and admin and parents, but then im lucky if one of the ten parents I email about their kid failing emails me back, and im luckier if admin takes a behaviorally disturbed student out of my class for insulting me or other students.

like... i guess my point is that teaching education is so idyllic and utopian, and actual classrooms are a goddamn nightmare of behavioral issues, lack of time/resources, exhausting interactions with students who don't want to be there or participate, and insane expectations from students, parents, and admin alike.

Like... no wonder the teaching field is hemorrhaging teachers right now. How can ANYONE work under the insane conditions we're forced to try and teach in. I'm so tired and I'm not even out of school yet. It's actually psychotic.

#education #teaching #english teaching #teaching issues #education issues #new hampshire education #ive had students verbally abuse me until ive had a breakdown #ive had dozens of students with a 10% or less for the semester #i had a student get arrested and he still got to graduate #somethings gotta give or nobody will want to teach anymore #this is actually insane the amount we're expected to do #im sick of reading the same 5 things in all my textbooks #like clearly this shit isn't actually preparing me for what its really like #this is for teaching like... the best of the best students #what about inner city kids?? #cause thats where i live #and its a fucking nightmare #what am i supposed to do with my degree now honestly #im so tired #anyways #rant over

[nonuggetshere]

PK letting some of his animalistic behaviours out whenever one of his children is endangered 👀

Doesn't even use his magic or weapons just goes straight to mauling in his rage

Truly animalistic appearance and noises, being on all fours (...sixes?) and with his mandibles out, snarling and letting out a growl that shakes the very ground they stand on

And then just as quickly he returns back to his upright stance and stoic demeanor, flicking his long tongue out to lick the blood around his eyes off and calmly asks somebody to clean the corpses up

I don't think FaaF PK might be the kind of man who would execute Xero when he was very clearly infected unless he thought he was a lost cause, ik that's what happened in canon but it's an AU so I think I'm allowed to change that. I've already made PV have a secret queer romance and have the fact they're not hollow be outed before the sealing, I think PK not wanting to execute a terminally I'll guy of not sound mind for treason isn't out of the question.

Unless one of his children got caught up in the crossfire, then his instincts would kick in before his rational brain would. And it'd be a much more violent and cooler way for him to go out. And although he's not proud of what he did, PK decides the damage has been done already, might as well show it off as an example of what happens to traitors. Robs a dead man of his dignity even post death because it's the more convenient option.

NOT canon compliant I don't think. Don't take this as my take of what happened in canon and how canon PK would react, I just think it's cool ✨️ I might absolutely turn back on this idea though I just like it atm

#thylacines can talk #faaf au #honestly. if he hadnt torn Xero apart me might actually have a dilemma on if to make an example out of him. On one hand he did attack the #crown and PK cant have people thinking they can just attempt a hit on him or his family or assiociates and get away with it. But on another #he was infected and so might not be able to stand trial or be pardoned because hes not of sound mind and PK doesnt want the potential PR #nightmare of going too hard on him or executing a severely ill man. Decisions decisions #However i do ADORE PK going absolutely feral and i like to give people around him that despite his pretty good mimicry he is still very much #NOT a human. even if he looks close to one. #So for now Xero getting torn apart by a viscious apex predator hellbent on protecting its youg it is #also. I adore crimson nails I think the ship name was? markoth x xero. I like it! Its a background relationship for FaaF. And uh. Markoth #is a representitive of moths along with Seer so. He will NOT be happy that his husband got torn apart by the king. ✨️political drama✨️👐

[rainbowvamp]

the quiet simmer of an anger built on betrayal and grief and imprisonment. the soft light of eyes that burn with hatred deeper than any human being can fathom. the burning need to torment and torture, seeking retribution for lives that can never be returned. the loving craft of a nightmare perfectly suited to punish a murderer and a monster in one.

a man so small he couldn’t escape from his father’s shadow even once he was dead. the smirking visage of a personification of nightmares, visiting his once captor just to watch his nightmare do it’s work. to praise the nightmare and relish in the pain it causes. there will be a lesson learned from all this, though alex burgess will not be the one to learn it.

you do not fuck over dream of the endless. dreams don’t fucking die, and nightmares don’t fucking forget.

#dream of the endless #i love the way the nightmare alex burgess lives in is depicted in the comics #also i’m super pissed so i’m imagining giving nightmares to my boss #honestly thinking about throwing a little hex at him. as a treat. #3 fold law works all ways. if he didn’t want to be hexed he shouldn’t have fucked me over

[joestarfucker420]

going from being ashton all week to being my legal name again is honestly one of the worst feelings in the world

#ashtonstfu #also i either have to quit my job and move to illinois with my parents in like less than four months or uh hope i can find a job that can #support me AND a place to live based off that salary before they move and honestly #i’d rather fucking die than have to move with my parents but i have zero job prospects so #idk i guess i’ll just hope i die in my fucking sleep #and like i can’t blame my parents like i know it’s a good paying job my dad has and like he likes the area but like #CAN YOU FUCKING GIVE ME TIME #i won’t even offically have my degree til like may even tho i’ll be done in march #i’ve applied to literal hundreds of jobs but since my skills aren’t the best cause i don’t have any real world experience no one wants to #even interview me or train me or ANYTHING and the only way to get better is my practicing but i need more structure or something and if #someone would just be willing to train me at a fucking job i could do it!! but no one wants to do that except fucking sales jobs and i cant #do that shit again it is soul crushing #anyways i’m gonna have a full on mental breakdown cause uh #i’m too fucking overwhelmed i don’t have anything and i can’t move with them it’ll be a nightmare #if they would just slow the fuck down i might have a chance but we have a fucking realator coming thursday and i have so much shit to clean #i don’t know what the fuck i’m supposed to do #even if by some miracle i get a job i have no credit and no money so fuck finding a place to live #it’s impossible #i’m gonna go throw up probably

[daedrabela]

Having dreams where a hot vampire or something is hunting me down? Cool, exciting, fun, sexy.

Having dreams where my ex is hunting me down? Uncomfortable, gross, stressful, sickening!

#i'm so into that shit fr just not into him it's giving scary vibes #actually i never have real nightmares just these chase scenes and usually if i'm scared i go lucid so I don't get caught #um but yeah also i'm not scared of my ex irl or anything idk how i could be when he's only an inch taller than me? #i thought i saw him the other day but i often think i see him sometimes bc anyone who looks similar i only try to see in my peripherals #um and my partner made us walk by him so i just like sidestepped so he was inbetween me and what was probably just some stranger #and i'm honestly just very proud of myself because that required a lot of grace and it took a lot to just keep my eyes forward #because yeah u could've seen it was just a stranger but what if it wasn't then i'd probably have an anxiety attack or something else stupid

[godsfavoritescientist]

*collapses on the floor and starts having visions (new fic ideas)*

#godsrambles #godsficideas #tags essay #the idea is: in his early portal travel days. ford thinks he has discovered a way to quickly and easily confront and kill bill #it sounds almost too good to be true. but he has to try. #the random alien stranger/s who sold him this 'opportunity' for a high price are like 'ok. setting up the death ray now. brb' #'meanwhile a portal to bills dimension will start opening up. its safe youll be fine.' #so ford is sitting in this tiny storage room place with an alleged portal to the nightmare realm slowly opening up before his eyes. #and bill is on the other side of the so-called 'portal.' he can look right back at ford. fords like 'hmm i hate this actually im going' #turns out the door is locked. fords first thought is 'uh oh they sold me out to bill it was all a trick'. but bill is unable to reach him. #it isnt even a portal. its just a glorified interdimensional video call. they locked the door to give them enough time to run off #before ford realized the scam. so bill laughs at him for a min. and then they have a conversation. ford finally asks 'Why??' #'why would you ruin my life??'. and bill kinda. obliges him just this once. drops his cheerful annoying act just this once. #and answers him plainly and honestly 'I didnt. i didnt try to ruin your life. it never even crossed my mind how your life could be affected #'it was all a means to an end. i wasnt ever out to get you. you never factored in at all beyond your use for making the portal.' #'i never even thought about you when we werent interacting. not even once. you think i had some big evil scheme that youre at the center of #'youre insignificant to me. all that happened was: you fell for a scam.' #'will the guys who locked you in here ever think about you again? theyve probably forgotten your face and name already.' #'im not out to get you. i just want my job finished. the same way those guys just wanted their money.' #the bottom line of the convo being: bill really *doesnt* give a single fuck. and ford never mattered to him. #not even enough for him to *think* about ford every now and then. #fords holding a grudge against a guy who barely even remembers him. #obviously this goes against my interpretation of canon but it would still be fun to write #au where bill Truly doesnt care about ford in any way and isnt even interested by him at all #the inspiration for this was just the concept of: how crushing the realization would be for ford #the horror of realizing exactly how insignificant you are in the eyes of the eldritch being that ruined your life #i am willing to write something that feels ooc for bill when it is for angst purposes lmao #indifferent-eldritch-being bill is such an angsty concept. very fun to explore #an ao3 fic called 'the bolt that busted off the lever' (iirc) has this interpretation of bill and it is great #bill looking *bored* while interacting with ford??? absolutely heartbreaking concept 10/10

[fiddlethesecond]

it’s been ten years and I’m still disappointed that there never ended up being a cult for Bill in the show (the whole Blind Eye thing was the BIGGEST cocktease), so I’m just gonna have to remedy that myself with my silly little drawings and my silly little daydreams

#AS PER USUAL #and the fact that Bill is the LAST being that logically would deserve worshippers honestly just makes it better to me #TFW YOUR BELOVED GOD IS AN INTERDIMENSIONAL FRAT BOY #HIS LACK OF COMPOSURE IS STAGGERING #guy responds to tithes and blood sacrifices with manic laughter and jokes that either suck or are incomprehensible #he gives you abominable screaming nightmares in return for your undying devotion #and yet you persist?? #dude I could write a fucking essay on this #I gotta stop myself while I'm ahead

[tiredsadpeach]

I think we’re at a stalemate after that text which tbh is better than I tweet and then he tweets about being annoyed

#and me and Lucy chatted when she fronted :) I was wrong about her age it’s 13 #for those not caught up she is said friend’s alter (one of many) and I think she’s the second youngest? I’m bad about forgetting their ages #I have work tomorrow so honestly I hope things are chill but then again work is now a good distraction #even if I have weird ass nightmares about it #it was so strange y’all like I was being held hostage to work there?? which doesn’t reflect how I feel about that place at all idk #anyway in happy news it’s me and my bf’s 2 months c: #he’s been busy setting up a Pokémon gym circuit hehe I’m learning more about competitive battling so I can be a challenger!! #there’s a gym leader for each type and then the elite four and a champion! he’s the ice gym leader c: #his team is really good hehe and I’m getting better! idk if I can beat his team for a while but I’ve gotten him down to 2 before so >:) #it’s very fun but he’s balancing that on top of college so I just hope he doesn’t get too stressed #he’s been having welding classes hehe I keep forgetting the exact name of his major but it’s a type of engineering I’m pretty sure #my memory is so weird man some things just never stick #anyway just wanted to give a last update of the day for those who are following this #I wonder if I’ll still be him and his bf’s friend in a weeks time lol #but yeah I sleep now thank you to everyone who has been sending their input it really means a lot #because it’s always hard for me to tell if I’m ever actually justified in my feelings ever since some real shitty ex friends #which this year will be six years free of them!! #hope everyone who sees this gets some great rest and has a great day/night

[annoyinglibra]

What does this genius in the notes think caused the “bladerunner sky”

#honestly I really hate people joking about this topic #we lose wilderness firefighters to this every damn year. people die. lose their houses and their loved ones #climate change is destroying California and each year it’s getting worse #of course we talk about lightning! I’m pretty sure the picture in particular they’re referencing #was from the fires sparked by dry lightning. #will you people shut up and show some sympathy for something devastating here? #also it was trending because a lady and her dog died. #blah blah make fun of the fucking ‘60° is cold’ I don’t give a shit. #mine and many other peoples lungs are weak to smoke. and so even those of us who aren’t near the fires fucking struggle for MONTHS on end #during fire season. #ugh sorry this is just too personal for me bc my brothers job makes him close to the fires. he’s not a wildland firefighter himself #but it was stressful enough for me as is before this became his fuckin career #current events #thankfully I have an n95 mask this year so I might be a bit better off than the past couple years #in 2020 I donated all of the ones I had saved for myself to some local ER nurses #2020 fire season was a fucking nightmare

[loving-delusions]

got reminded black butler existed and

i may

or may not have

gotten fixated. just a bit. juuust a bit

#rambles #👉👈 #honestly?? i like the concept of Sebastian being a dad figure idk #much better than the romantic relationship #and idc if you want those two holding hands. ik there the downward spiral argument of them just being fictional and blah blah blah #like. okay. but i like Sebastian as a dad better #or just a friend. or just a regular ass butler doing his job i dont fucking know man. he's just a guy handling a (kind of) spoiled brat #and NO im not looking at any live action shit nnnNNOOO i dont like live action please god i dont wanna see live action stuff #i mean good on them if they liked making the live action #but i. never rlly liked. seeing irl people try to look like something that's meant to be fictional #not that it's bad but like. it gives me a weird feeling? #the costume is great and all but my brain is telling me that You're Not Fucking Real and Humans Aren't Supposed To Look Like This #like toeing the line of uncanny valley #i never knew why #any cosplay convention would be a nightmare for me i think #anyways enough ranting

[heartshapedskittles]

maybe I should make lico an f/o bc guy that’s really into fashion x guy that wears the ugliest fucking crocs imaginable is the funniest thing. I won’t tho

#I have arashi for that . and also banri I guess but he can’t fucking dress sometimes idk how much he counts #but also they’d both be less bitchy about it than lico would #arashi would look like this 😰 banri would end up laughing his ass off bc he gets me . lico tho I think would be offended by my crocs #which honestly good I hope my choice in crocs gives him nightmares #skittles.txt #c:lico #r:arashi #r:banri #I got new crocs and charms for them btw. one is a batman despicable me minion

[asukiess]

THAT ADRIEN & CLAW SCENE..... that steals my breath honestly. adrien has the courage to face himself--pretty much the most side of him that could have won him over: full of grief and misery and shutting himself up inside and putting up barriers. like that's his vulnerable beauty!! is that adrien claws and digs and tries his BEST to be optimistic, to move forward, to move past all that which could crumble him. we've seen him in kuro neko and jubilation (I think? depression nest adrien you know?) where he succumbs and lays in bed and curls into himself.

and the fact he is looking at Claw through all of this, but looks away right when he says "I can't say I haven't thought about it" because it's shameful! ladybug is his partner and the love of his life and STILL he's thought about different scenarios. probably multiple times. that probably leaves him feeling so guilty for even entertaining the idea. he can admit many things to himself, but this one is hard.

and we know it will STILL plagues him after this, when he talks about the idea directly to ladybug in passion.

and that gentle little nod he gives himself... like yes, our mother. yes, I know every horrible thing that's in your heart because it is mine, too. he's just so gentle with himself, it's so endearing to me. it's a kind of fragile care with yourself when you've had the same conversation over and over again and it's tired and it's a bruise that you keep going back to, checking on it, tending to it, and yet that's just how grief is.

"I'm as well as I can be, anyway" HELLO? I mean we already thought of him as coping in multiple ways, but this means everything to me?? our adrien decides every day to try again, try to be happy as emilie wanted him to be.

(will he always settle? will he always feel there's a baseline? as well as I can be, anyway.....)

this is art, to me. hang this up. core adrien moment for me.

and then I realize that he has ALL this hope for himself, all this acceptance of that hate and grief and sorrow could manifest through him like this...

and then how by the end of s5, he's TERRIFIED of becoming the chat noir in his nightmares.

#AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA #ML PARIS #ML PARIS SPECIAL #autumn watches #miraculous ladybug

[moongreenlight]

“Realistic Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley headcanons” and then it’s just the fun police.

Mdni. Nsfw below cut.

- It makes me want to scoop my fucking brain out with a spoon when people say that Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley is some shy, anxious soft boy. I really do not believe he’d need to be coddled after a nightmare or babied when he’s feeling angsty. He is fine, y’all. Please don’t call paw patrol.

He is a soldier. He’s a war criminal. He is traumatized to the point of numbness. He is fucked up and weird and insane and honestly I think that we should all let everybody have their thing.

I cannot fix him. I do not want to fix him. I can only make him worse.

- Sorry but I just cannot write him having any kind of romantic feelings toward Soap. I like writing their dynamic more brotherly.

Furthest they’ve gone is ‘locker room gay.’

Like Johnny sends him dick pics on occasion because he thinks it’s funny and it pisses Ghost off.

That being said, I do read the occasional Ghoap fic. I’m not a perfect person. Sometimes it’s just yummy delicious.

- Feel like he’s the kind of freak to intentionally go to the gym without headphones. Something about discipline. Opting to just stare at the wall in front of him while he’s doing cardio or counting repetitions of exercises.

But on the rare occasion that he does indulge himself, he has a playlist of like 5-6 songs he likes and when it ends he just goes back to silence. Divorced dad rock. Chorded headphones only.

- Doesn’t have the debilitating commitment issues as people paint him out to have. Just commitment-phobic. Obviously stems from his past. He’s got that sexy deep rooted fear of abandonment or something horrible happening to people he actually lets close to him. But he’s not completely turned off by the idea of romantic attachments or close friends, just a little hesitant to open himself up to that kind of opportunity.

Probably very cagey about romantic partners. Doesn’t want the guys to know about you. Doesn’t keep pictures of you around his bunk or anything like that. He’s worried it’ll somehow compromise your safety. Worried about you getting swept up in his work.

- Women’s rights? Or Simon ‘Ghost’ Riley? I really do think he’d love to have a partner who lets him provide *everything* for them. He just wants to serve and protect. Wants his bird to be in a gilded cage all nice and safe and reliant on him for survival.

Doesn’t even really like the idea of you going to the grocery store by yourself. Would prefer if you just stayed put and tended his home and cooked him meals and let him dote on you and provide everything you could ever need.

- Has a really strange understanding of technology. He’s fine with the newer military stuff. That’s his element. He can do electrical wiring, set up a TV, install security cameras. That’s all whatever. But a cell phone? He doesn’t give a shit enough to keep up with the new updates and all the new things you have to learn when you get a smartphone. Wishes he would have kept a flip phone.

Texts like this: [OK. See youtonight.]

MAYBE has a private Facebook with no profile picture where the only things on his wall are Price wishing him a happy birthday every year.

His camera roll is like; 97 accidental screenshots of his Lock Screen, a few pictures of him and the task force boys, the inside of his pocket (another accident), a sunrise, a few cool things he found on missions, 34 pictures of Soap and Gaz when they took his phone.

- Insufferable in the early stages of trying to date him. Little to no communication other than basically demanding you meet him somewhere. Texting or talking on the phone? Like pulling fucking teeth. You think he’d rather be dead.

It was a headache getting him to go out in the first place. Maybe you worked at a bar where the guys would come to have a drink after a long day. He’s a little stand-offish but he’s handsome and he knows how to banter well enough for you to be persuaded by a coworker to slip him your number after you complained one too many times about a shit hookup or yet another terrible first date. It takes him nearly two weeks to phone you.

“Didn’t think you’d call.”

“Didn’t think I would either.”

He takes you out once, you think he seems sort-of interested, then he doesn’t phone or text you back for three days. You get over it. A few more dates in. You can tell he’s a bit more relaxed. A bit more open. You’re less worried that you’re a terrible conversationalist. Then he goes on a month long deployment without saying anything in advance. Radio fucking silent yet again. You want to tear your hair out. When he finally gets back, he’ll text you something like [Atthat pub you like. Drinks ?] completely out of the blue. You think you may actually go insane.

- Once he’s gotten used to you, it’s like the sole purpose of his life is to be your protector even if you’ve only recently convinced yourself he may want something casual. You’re small and grab-able. He knows how nasty people can be and what think when they see you. He needs to know that you’re taken care of, kept safe from such a scary world.

So he’ll just linger around you. All the time. Standing behind you when you’re at the till at the store, staring down the cashier who was only trying to be friendly when they asked if you had any fun plans for the rest of the day. Big arms folded over his chest. Looming so largely he threatens to eclipse you without taking a single step forward. Eyes burning a hole into the poor person who hastily finishes the transaction without another word.

Walking silently next to you in the evenings after you’re both off work; close enough to brush shoulders, but that’s about it. Listening to you chirp on about your day. Occasionally offering a small grunt of acknowledgement or a few words of interjection. Always walks on the side of the path that he thinks could pose you the most immediate danger. Shielding you from what may lurk in a darkened alley or a hedge or a small thicket of trees.

Scary dog privilege, but like… for when you go to fill your car up with gas in broad daylight in a good part of town and he insists on standing out there with you. ‘Just in case’ If he even lets you out of the car in the first place.

- AND OFF THAT POINT. I think once he’s decided that he’s actually fond of you, it goes from zero to a hundred so fast it makes your head spin.

Like the last time you spoke, it was still unclear on if you were keeping things casual or not and now you’re at dinner and the waiter just asked him if the two of you wanted dessert and Simon just grunts “dunno. Ask the missus.” ??? He sucks so bad I NEED him.

- As much as I love an overly possessive and jealous Simon, I saw this tweet that said “My girlfriend can wear what she wants because she’s a hoe and I knew that before we started dating” and it changed my life.

He’s secure enough not to need to cause a scene if someone makes a pass on you in public. He understands that you’re attractive and that other people are bound to find you attractive too. (Not that he doesn’t still want to pull their fingernails out one by one, threatening them and everything they love for daring to exist near you. He’s just got better control over himself than that. King.)

He knows he’s better than any of your other options. Nobody else could keep you as safe as he could. They don’t know the world like he does. They don’t know how breakable you are. How sweet and naive you can be.

Not to say he isn’t overly jealous and possessive, he just won’t pitch a fit in public.

LIKE dragging him to the bar with your friends and he sits at the table with all of your drinks. Him watching you dancing out of the corner of his eye, seeing some prat come up and grab your ass in passing. Or a group of guys dancing with your friends getting a little *too* close to you for his liking. He doesn’t do anything while the two of you are out- not wanting to ruin your fun. But that night after you’ve gotten back to his flat (He insisted. Closer to the bar. Uber was cheaper.) and he’s tearing your miniskirt off like it’s personally offended him. He’ll be a little rougher. A little more liberal with the marks his mouth leaves on your collarbones and inner thighs. His strong hands will grab at the fat of your hips a little harder than he should- leaving bruises where his fingers dug in. He’ll lean over you while you’re split open with his length, snarling down at you. “Had everyone’s attention tonight, didn’t you, pet?“ “You like havin’ eyes on you?” “Greedy fuckin’ slag.” “Can’t appreciate what you have.” “Need a reminder of who you’ve got to impress.” Maybe he’ll take you in front of a mirror, massive hand fixed on your jaw. Jerking your face up so you have to look at yourself being ruined by him. How pretty and slutty you look when your makeup is ruined by the tears he’s fucking out of you.

- He calls you ‘bird’ or ‘pet’ more often than anything else. A little on the nose for how he treats you. Like you’re some small, frail thing that can’t go a day without him. Stripped of your natural survival instincts and instead leaning on him for support and comfort and food and shelter. Just how he likes it.

GOD he’s a fucking freak. Gross and mean and fucked in the head. Makes my stomach hurt. I hate him. I wish I was schizophrenic so I could vividly hallucinate him.

#simon ghost riley #cod mw2 #call of duty #simon riley smut #simon riley x reader #simon riley x you #simon riley #ghost cod #ghost mw2 #ghost x reader #cod x reader #call of duty smut #cod smut #141 headcanons #headcanon #drabble

[muffinrag]

y'all my life is in the shitter. it will get better. but rn it's Bad

#muffinrag blabs #text #maybe i never should have come to live with my older brother and his spouse #unfortunately there are no takebacksies #so here i am #of course i have learned a lot of valuable lessons during this massive fucking nightmare #so... silver lining? #anyway ive been accused of emotional incest and codependency by my brother's spouse #which has me kind of reeling #my brother was doing 2 weeks on 2 weeks off for a while but now he's home permanently #so dynamics are shifting #and to be quite frank ive become wildly uncomfortable with the whole situation #so for the past several weeks ive been actively avoiding discussing their relationship with either of them #and ive been working on setting some boundaries with both of them as well #while simultaneously trying to get the fuck out of here #need money first. just need a fucking job #honestly im trying to give due consideration to this accusation #because i have pretty severe problems with co-dependency and people pleasing #and im pretty sure my brother does too #so honestly. its a natural dynamic to fall into #especially because his marriage is a train wreck in a hurricane rn #man. its so hard to not say petty shit #sigh #anyway i think a huge part of this can be attributed to my lack of boundaries with the spouse #i think theyre (partially) projecting their own relationship with me onto my relationship with my brother #and yknow. maybe i should have set stronger boundaries with them. but i didnt know how to #honestly... im really proud of myself rn #because i am finally recognizing and choosing to overcome my problems with boundaries and codependency #yes it is bumpy and ugly and yes i wish it wasnt happening with my brother's relationship in the mix #but fuck! its happening! and its going to keep happening! and its going to be awful for a while! and then it will get better!

[the-modern-typewriter]

Imagine a villain straight refusing to fight another member of the Hero Team just cuz his hero archnemesis is not present

"Where are they?"

"Oh, not again." The protagonist could feel a headache coming on. "Look-"

"-Are they hurt?" The villain's eyes went dark and dangerous. "Who hurt them?"

"They're fine! Oh my god."

"Then where are they?"

The protagonist definitely had a headache. "It's their day off."

"They didn't tell me they had the day off. What's wrong?"

The really concerning part was that the hero probably would tell the villain which days they were working and which they weren't. The two of them were as bad as each other! The hero was going to be unbearable when they came back and found out that the team had fought the villain without them.

"Can we just get this over with?" the protagonist tried.

"No."

The protagonist sighed. They pinched the bridge of their nose and took a few deep breaths. "Okay," they said slowly. "But you realise I'm still going to have confiscate your nightmare robot."

"It's not for you. And don't think I didn't notice you dodging the question!"

The protagonist considered their options; lies, truth, everything in between.

The villain's nightmare robot hunkered down a little more pointedly in the middle of the bridge. Several people honked their horns. It was, honestly, embarrassing for everyone involved at that point.

"Their grandma died."

"Oh no." The villain's whole face softened. "Grandma L or Grandma P?"

Of course he knew the hero's grandparents. Of course he did. "Look, about the robot-"

"-I'll reschedule," the villain said.

"I can't let you keep the robot. My boss would have my head."

"That sounds like a 'you' problem. I have flowers to send."

The protagonist's eye twitched. "If you try and walk away with it-"

"-Do you really want to traumatize this entire bridge of innocent civilians?"

"I'm sure they're traumatized having to listen to you two idiots on a weekly basis."

"I'm taking the robot. When are they back?"

"They haven't said," the protagonist said, through gritted teeth. "As you know-"

"-They'll be doing all the funeral arrangements. Yeah. You know what, give me their number. I'll text them."

"I'm not giving you their number."

"Why not?"

"It's against policy."

"I'd like to express my condolences."

The protagonist looked them dead in the face. "Mm. That sounds like a 'you' problem. I have a robot to confiscate."

The robot slammed a fist into the bridge. It wobbled precariously.

The protagonist raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. They folded their arms across their chest.

"You're a real piece of work, you know that?" the villain snarled.

"I hate you too, don't worry."

"I should kill you."

"They'd have so much paperwork when they got back from the funeral. It would really improve their month, you killing me."

They ended up glaring at each other.

"If I give you the bloody stupid robot, will you give me their number?"

The protagonist smiled sweetly. "That's the only smart thing I've ever heard you say."

Everyone, generally, preferred it when the hero was around.

They all made sure it didn't happen again.

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Is It All Over? - LN

Summary: Lando's girlfriend seems to disappear from any appearances with him and fans are growing concerned it might all be over. Which doesn't matter to Lando, till he feels like she's missed

Mildly shy!reader (bc I miss writing the shy series sometimes - this isn't the shy series, I'm just saying I liked writing it) also for the girls who are emotionally attached to a childhood comfort blanket (the one in this fic isn't just a couple strings of fabric tho)

No part 2 requests please

Being back in Monaco, Lando has been keeping himself busy going out with Max and P and having his sister and her boyfriend there to visit.

Y/n on the other hand, she's been...absent. In fact even he has to admit he doesn't exactly remember when he last saw her, he's been texting her all day between his own plans. But where the hell she's been and what she's been doing he wishes he could say.

"Alright, home time." Max declares actually being the dad of the group and responsible enough to know when to call it a night. But even on their way out he makes a comment which does sort of make Lando have to hide a wince. "Did y/n not come to join us? P thought y/n had mentioned joining us for dinner."

"Uhh...she didn't say anything to me." Lando shrugs then smiling as they all head back.

Lando stayed away from the alcohol so he could actually drive back and Max seemed to follow suit to drive the other car.

"Things are good between you and y/n, aren't they?" Max questions earning a frown. "I mean just...there's a lot of stuff online about her seeming to never be around-and I know not to listen. But it's not like her to miss out on something like this."

"Honestly mate...I don't even know." Lando admits hating that he's even saying it. Who wants to admit they don't even know if their relationship is on the rocks? Even worse, who wants to admit fans that know nothing about the relationship are right about it being on the rocks?

They all drive back, parking their cars in the garage which is seemingly packed with Lando's car collection.

The couples seem to get themselves to the spare guest rooms and start to wind down leaving Lando to search for his girlfriend. Finding her curled up in bed wrapped the blanket that you'd be lucky to pry from her hands if you catch her in the wrong mood.

"Hey, baby." Lando greets casually leaning over the bed to give her a kiss which she returns promptly.

"Hey."

"Did you not feel up to joining us?" Lando asks trying not to sound annoyed or upset. "Max was asking after you."

Y/n remains quiet while Lando busies himself in getting dressed and changing for bed.

"Baby?"

"I just felt...like staying in." Y/n murmurs then sighing. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to let anyone down. It's just-I felt like there was so many people and when we were getting ready this morning and everyone was coming in and talking to me about how many people would be there and how many people we'd be meeting up with, I kind of got freaked out."

Cue Lando grimacing inwardly and being hit with a reason to dislike himself.

He's been busy. Very busy and with him not wanting y/n to travel with him too much because of her lack of ability to really adapt well at all to the time zone changes.

But none of that excuses that fact that he's just overlooked and ignored one of the key characteristics that makes y/n the person she is.

She's shy.

Big groups and a lots of people might feel like a nice or normal situation for most people but for y/n it's just a nightmare. Her idea of perfect is just spending the night with Lando and it's not because she doesn't like other people or because she's a bitch. She's just shy and that situation pushes her further into being quiet and withdrawn the whole time.

"Shit." Lando mutters as he's finally dressed then climbing onto the bed and pulling y/n into a hug and kissing all around her face which does earn a small smile and laugh from his girlfriend. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry."

"Sorry for what?"

"Because I was mad...but it's not fair that I was mad." Lando sighs making her frown. "You've never liked nights out and you don't like big groups. I don't even know why I expected you to come."

"Lando...it's normal for a girlfriend to go out with you and your friends." Y/n mumbles then smiling sadly. "I'm sorry though."

"No. You don't need to be sorry...it's my fault. Max asked and with all the comments and theories from fans recently because you haven't been at races...It's just got in my head." Lando groans then feeling the young woman move to hug him tightly. "I love you."

"Lando...stop beating yourself up...please." Y/n mumbles making him smile lightly at her. "You're cute but you really don't need to be so concerned...even if your fans are getting in your head."

Lando hums with a grunt before lying back and pulling her with him to lie down.

"How did you spend your night then?" Lando asks making her smile.

"I made spaghetti carbonara from scratch. I painted my toe nails." Y/n smiles showing her toes which are painted a glossy white.

"Very pretty." Lando smiles since y/n had been trying to improve her skill on doing her own nails. Usually with little success on her hands but her toes always go well. "How was the carbonara?"

"So so good. I loved it." Y/n nods then rolling to lie on her tummy.

"Good. I'm glad you had a good night."

"Since we are kind of having a serious talk though." Y/n mumbles shifting ever so slightly closer. "I do sort of want to come to the next race-I know I'll be a mopey, grumpy, tired bitch. But I want to be there for you and I'm sick of fans dog-piling on me in comments and tags about why I'm not there and if we've broken up."

"I want you at every race baby. You don't need permission. You just come with me whenever you want, ok?" Lando smiles then pulling her towards her for a kiss. "I just don't want you to feel forced into being there with me if you don't feel up to it. But I'll always want you there. No matter what."

"Ok, well I want to be there for the next race. Really badly." Y/n murmurs earning a grin.

"Good and you can be as antisocial as you want. No enforced socialising."

-

Lando was pretty excited to slap those rumours and assumptions about his relationship away and while he promised no socialising if she didn't feel up to it.

That didn't mean he wouldn't be showing her off, making it clear with every kiss, hug and possibly cheeky gesture whenever possible throughout the weekend.

"Lando! You have got to behave. There are cameras." Y/n gasps in a quiet voice when Lando comes up to her managing to steal a kiss and shamelessly hold her ass with both hands to pull her forward against himself.

"I love you." Lando shrugs making it obvious he's got no intention of easing up on the PDA even if she looks like she wants to jab him in the throat for the constant attention being drawn to her because of his ravishing over her. "I'm just glad we've shut fans up. I was getting sick of them asking if I'd really fumbled someone as good as you."

"They should give you more credit. You're super smart." Y/n smiles while reaching up to shift a stray curl. "Even if it's me hitting about my weight."

"Don't even." Lando tsks then lifting her and doing what he always does when he wants to carry her around which is refuse to place her down till she just complies so it's no surprise when she lifts her legs and locks them up around his waist. "You're sticking with me for a bit."

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