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asgardian--angels · 6 months

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you know it's bad when tumblr's being the more mature social media site when it comes to rancid takes on izzy's death

#ofmd #holy shit twitter's devolved into a battleground #what is WRONG with yall involving david jenkins in your beef #you dont have to like what happened but #how many fucking years in fandom does it take for people to learn to be civil #and not base their entire identities around characters so if anything happens to them it's a personal attack #that they then take straight to the creator #if a character dying causes you that much distress then that's a You problem and david fucking jenkins is not responsible #and he's not your therapist #and besides. just because something happened you didnt like doesnt mean it was a bad writing choice #but even if it were. you never have the right to make it anyone else's problem #i cant imagine having the gall #don't do this guys. the cast and crew are so lovely to us. don't make them stop interacting with us #people saying this show was a comfort show. or a safe space show or whatever. thats great for you #but it's not djenk's responsibility to cater to you and not his problem if the show doesn't meet your infinitely high expectations #he's telling a story. things will happen in those stories.#and it's actually p rare on tv that creators are getting to tell the story the way they want so personally im grateful #if you don't like his vision then don't watch it. you don't have the right to bully him. seriously whats wrong with you #cause yeah im sure con o'neill would love what youre doing huh #the fate of a fictional character is sliiiiiightly less important than being kind to people in the real world yknow #only tagging this so people can block for spoilers

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purefuckingthoughts · 2 years

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Vent about recent MCYT happenings

TW: d**th; I cant do a cut-off on mobile but if you're still sensitive to the news about his passing please scroll by and take care of yourself. If you don't know what I'm talking about but d**th might be triggering to you please do the same.

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I keep seeing things about Technoblade everywhere and it just makes me so fucking sad I literally don't know what to do his content meant so much to me, he was one of if not my absolute my top comfort cc and I hate that I just have to live with the fact that he's fucking dead now and every time I think about or see anything related to him now instead of comforting it'll just be sad

Hearing his voice in any videos makes me want to cry so hard I can't breathe

Everything that used to be comforting just fucking hurts now.

Technoblade is dead and everything is worse

#it hurts so much but what hurts even more is knowing it wont go away #its always gonna hurt and i hate that #i know it'll get easier eventually but god it hurts so much now i just want it to stop #i feel so dramatic because obviously his family and friends are hurting so much worse now #they just lost their fuckint brother. son. best friend. and me- one of his fans- has the gall to grieve so hard over this?#i know its okay to be sad and grieve for someone i cared about but i know they have it worse #god damn tommy is only a year older than me i cant imagine losing someone like that in a year #vent #tw death #fuck cancer

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satoruhour · 7 months

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🪻ugh your drabble about sore reader reminded of this one hc I think of so much that it’s embarrassing. Imagine gojo getting on sorcerer!reader’s nerves to the point that she and utahime almost have an anti-gojo hate club, and one time while bantering with him she jokes about his size or how he’s so self centred he probably can’t even make a woman cum.

Satoru only says “wanna see what I’m all about?” and safe to say she gets dicked down like there’s no tomorrow. Throughout the night he also makes fun of her for being all talk in the beginning but cumming so easily, makes her beg for it, will never let her live it down. Next day Utahime’s real pissed she lost her club’s vice chairperson.

My kitty isn’t even purring atp she’s meowing loud and crystal clear. Satoru who’s smug and a big tease in bed is so unbelievably sexy to me

a/n: discussions of incompetent dick game LMAO, oral f! receiving, fingering, p -> v sex, unprotected sex, creampies, multiple rounds

OHHHH MY GOD YOURE SO RIGHT ACTUALLY HYACINTH ANON sorry i took so long to get to this sobs. yes yesyes id like to think sorcerer was with them before but left the scene like nanami and never truly kept in touch with the students at tokyo high. id also like to think this happens before the actual series starts (ages 24 - 25) bc gojo might still be honing his technique and theres still that playful banter at that age. god and they have a school reunion and he does some annoying crap dude.... utahime is DEFINITELY debriefing with you after that whole thing. shes by your side the whole night recalling on the stupid shit gojo did as a hs kid, when he collapsed that mansion without putting up the veil. you had to calm her down LMFAO

but at the reunion there was alcohol and you both get hiiiiigh and all things get 18+ almost immediately, talking about how gojo def cant find the clit and he fingers women wrongly and cant make any use of his dick thats probs small 😭😭😭 which is like ... you also have an inkling that he might not be that small because he is .... 2 metres tall but ya never know with how cocky gojo is. and that inkling is gone instantly when u hear him talk cause his voice is so ANNOYING and dripping with cockiness. he also has that certain lilt in his voice that you realise he uses only with you, overly teasing and silky smooth and u hate how you notice that

gojo is fucked up as well, u know he doesnt hold his liqour well but hes sober enough to ask “wanna see what im all about?” and you especially hate how you look around to see where hime is at and when u just catch a glimpse of her heading into the bathroom, youre nodding slowly and you do nooooot know what youre getting urself into !

needless to say, gojo is already getting u so hot and bothered just from a simple kiss. he warped you two back to your apartment (bc he rather die than get found out by megs and tsumiki), which he has been to before !!!!! gods even the tension back then was so palpable but gojo was in a vulnerable place with geto and everything and didnt want to do anything that would hurt his heart more. you two make out for A WHILLLEEEE and if ure wondering if hes alr so good at kissing, what else is he good at ....?

youre proven wrong time and time again when gojo goes striaght for your clit, rubbing slow circles and he has u begging for more, more something just mere rubs. gojo has the gall to lick a stripe up your soaked panties and sucks a little at your clit and god he is LOVING the way all your previous insults about him fall short of your lips and doesnt have the same punch: “still doesnt prove your dick’s b-big—” gojo lips your panties to the side and eats you out. he eats. you. out. to prove a point but also he falls in love with your pussy, slobbering all over it and shit. “didnt tell my your pussy was so good, baby.” “cat got your tongue? do i live up to your standards?”

you realise hes cocky for a reason and that his tongue game is fucking insane. the same goes for his fingers, locking eyes when he first inserts his digits in and your moan is like heaven to gojo bc he likes nothing more than to prove people wrong. and this is the best way to do it !!!! “cum on my tongue, sweetness.” oh YOU DO !!! YOU DOOOOOO

and then you think gojos done with making his statement. nah. youre so fucked out just from oral and hes smirking down at you, bringing your hands to his crotch.

“what?”

“wan’ you to open my pants yourself.”

“so it’s small?”

gojo scoffs with a smile, he already finds himself addicted to you and your taste. “no. just curious to see your surprised face.”

it gets him off every time (even after dating. and cmon dont tell me you WONT be his gf or at least his fwb after this?) you react like that, mouth open and eyes never leaving his exposed cock that he could probably slam it inside.

wee woo and once he starts to fuck you ooohhhhhhggggghhh eveyrthing you say is INCOHERENT. you try to string words together, insults and name calling here and there but it’s always interrupted by moans and whines. “you’re so— mmhfuck— insanely anno— satoru!” its words and words but none of them make sense. youre drunk on his cock. he fucks you in every position imaginable and the first time he wants to pull out bc he isnt an asshole, you're trapping him between your legs and begging him to cum inside, inside, inside WOOOOWWW HE GOES INSANE.

“i’m on the pill, s-satoru! wan’ your cum inside, please, please—”

“you’re driving me fucking c—crazy. i will, i will.”

anyway yeah you guys go multiple rounds and youre rendered speechless at every turn, surprised at yourself that even when youre spent youre sinking down on his cock and riding him yourself right after you both came. everythings sticky and gross and gojos still sensitive but hes hooked on your pussy and lets you do whatever <33

the next morning u wake up caged in his arms and hes saying something annoying again. “wanna make this a regular thing?” and you attempt to reject him, pushing him away and getting up from your bed but youre sore everrywherreeee and he swoops in just as youre about to fall. “dick too good, huh?” you roll your eyes and just let yourself be pampered by him. you spend that next day just making out and being close to each other and u wonder what to tell utahime LMFOAAOAOA

you end up getting a few missed calls after gojo had sent a selfie of you both, blanket covering your naked bodies after doing the obvious and he just chucks ur phone to the side and continues to kiss you LMAOAOAOAO. oh sigh thats such a nice scenario maybe ill write it properly one day

hello hello!

#🪻 anon #asks #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo satoru smut #gojo x you #satoru gojo x reader

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betweenblackberrybranches · 5 months

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So i wrote a little thing for the RLGL au

Its a prologue of sorts, the first actual meeting between the guys and y/n at work before they become neighbours

Be warned though i am not a writer and typed this out quickly on my phone while i was supposed to work so it is probably not that good (i think i just randomly switch between present tense and past tense so it just be like that)

Warning for suggestive themes. But nothing explicit is mentioned

There you stood, one hand grabbing the handle of the sleek chrome and wooden door. This was not part of your job description. And this was really not something you wanted to do. You were a janotor. Fixing minor electrical things, looking after the plumming, washing all sheets that the cleaners brought into the washing room and fixing and cleaning up the rough stuff. Every day was busy and you had always kept to yourself and the many staff only hallways, away from the rich red and black velvet and the polished wooden floors, raw concret where the eyes of the customers wouldnt see.

You felt safe in your domain, the low humming of the heating filling the basement rooms like the breathing of a sleeping dragon. Or atleast that was what you liked to imagine it as. It made your work seem atleast a little more exciting and kept your mind of the various fluids you had to painstakingly rinse out of the white and burgundy sheets.

You straighten your sleeves, a black turtleneck black slacks and a black baseball cap with fazCOs logo, not really the usual uniform for the people interacting with customers, worlds away from the white button up and vest you should be wearing. But this was an emergency. Well as far as the rich bozo in this room was concearned atleast. So who knows on what level the "mess" was, this could be anything from some spilling to..... well no need to think about worst case szenarios.

Straightening your cap one last time you enter the dimmly lit room. You immidiatly regret every single choice that led you to this specific sight. The hairs on your arms rising in protest as you try to nonchalantly step further into the mess, the customer having left apparently, not even waiting for the emergency roomservice to arrive after calling for it. Red wine and some gunk that looked like it had been food once that had been chewed and spit out again smeared all over the couch and carpet. You call out to make sure the coast is clear, trying very hard to not gag.

As soon as you are sure there is no human in the room you rush to a lifeless form of satin metal and plastic on the ground, swallowing hard as salvia and gall rise up in your throat. You find the second one bundeled up on the bed, lanky arms and legs positioned in a way that sent a shiver down your spine, one of his arms was popped out of the shoulder, only hanging by the many thin cables running under the outer casing.

Shaking hands finding the small power button at the base of the blue ones head you wait, counting five and then ten seconds. This isnt something you should be doing. This is against company policies, and yet you cant just leave them like this for a technician to find after you cleaned up. The soft hum of the reboot sent your hand back as if burned and you kneel down to repeat the action on the yellow one. You knew they had names, pretty obvious ones at that.. sun and moon. You had only seen them from afar until now. Especally because you were not a waiter or maid, someone who would walk past them regularly in the flashy suits and club rooms, no you were someone working in the shadows. A shame that the one time you saw them this closely it felt like you should avert your gaze, because even under the questionable liquids and gunk they still looked stunning. The yellow one started humming under your touch and you hurridly got up, starting the cleaning process and ignoring the two stiring bodies like you were supposed to.

Moon sat up straight, unfurling from his nothing but explicit position, his left arm dragging on the bed. No mind was given to the worker bustleing around the furthest corner as moon leaped forwards and down to the ground, shaking arm immidiatly finding his bright counterpart who was in the process of opening his eyes. Sun looked up and welcomed the soft embrace of moon, foreheads pressed together best they could with their orbish heads, giving themselves just one moment of comfort before dealing with the situation at hand.

You had started to clean the bathroom first, wanting to give the two robots enough time to regain their baring and hide their bodies away if they so wished. A bitter taste on your lips you reenter the main suite with two steaming hot towels and a big box of wet wipes, wordlessly pressing them in the hands of the two, now sitting on the bed encased in a thin sheet. With any interaction between general staff and escorts being prohibited you were pretty much towing the line of doing something that could get you fired, but you felt like this needed to be done.

Moving on you cleaned the carpet, trying to ignore the two bots meticulously wiping down eachother. You sigh. This all felt so wrong. You grab the cleaning rag tight as you rub at the carpet and wish you could do more for the two than gracefully ignoring them and their disheviled apearances, assuming theyd even want any help from a random janitor.

They are still cleaning and fixing up eachother when you put away the last stained pillowcase and wipe down the low table one last time. You swallow dryly. All you can think of doing for them is grabing two small post it notes from your cart and make small origami flowers, one of like three things you know how to fold. Leaving them behind on the stack of clean clothing you plop down on one edge of the bed. It is hard not to sneak one last look at the two, hovering around eachother, deeply concentrated on reapplying eachothers makeup with gentle brushstrokes.

The most beautiful constelation. But you feel like this is not something you are supposed to whitness.

You leave the room, softly dragging the door shut behind you and the cleaning cart with a click, disappearing back into the concrete lined corridors of the staff only areas, back to whatever you were doing before, the two robots in their gentle embrace at the border of your mind.

Cream fingers close around the neon colored paper flowers, to be carefully deposited in an inner jacket pocket and transported home. To be kept safe in a small cardboard box under their bed. To be forgotten but never lost.

#fnaf sun #fnaf moon #sundrop #moondrop #dca #daycare attendant #dcamv #my writing #rlgl au #i know this isnt very good #or long #anyways ill go hide now

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theoddest1 · 2 months

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i strongly feel like the godawful tattoo thing is the result of people woobifying val and not taking his role as a serial r*pist seriously. yeah he's fictional but lets not forget that all this "its just fiction bs" leads to a fucking victim being shipped their r*pist, the r*pist being defended and simped after, and played down. great. any person with more than a braincell would immediately see what the issue is. this shit reminds me of amercian horror story season 1 where they glorified the school shooter to be sexy and quirky or how glorified self harm was. it stuck with me, since i was a pre-teen and depressed when i saw this and i thought it was edgy and cool and never saw an issue with it since that was how it was portrayed. this shit makes my skin crawl.

imagine being in public and a stranger asks about the tattoo- and obviously you would only tell them the show they're from and what the character's name is, and not that their only character trait is being a huge abuser and assaulter, but imagine being a person with no clue about hazbin, then looking up the character and then seeing what he really is. i think i'd be horrified. i'd stay 300 yards away from that person. you can like a deranged and truly evil/irredeemable character, but there is a limit- and val is the most one-dimensional character to ever exist, since being a r*pist and a giant manbaby are his ONLY character traits, there is literally nothing else to his character and person. even your average 80's slasher has more depth and complexity.

i cant fucking take this anymore. holy hell.

CW////NON-CON SHIPS

And I have even sadder news for you Anon.

Found this all on their acc. (Sorry if quality ends up being trash, tumblr kinda makes my pics look oof)

And on top of all of that, they have the gall to be pissy that folks find Val, a straight rapist, worse than a woman who was ALSO forced into an arranged marriage that they had no say in and that those who SIMP and WOOBIFY him are in the utter wrong. They even try to make it seem like Stella and Stolas still have sex when I believe Stella states that she's happy an egg fell outta her so that she can stop wanting to have sex with him. She's no saint, but to make the argument that it's hypocritical to like or find Stella interesting when the situations VASTLY differ(One is an implied prolific raoist, the other is a woman trapped in a life she never fucking wanted and raised in a possible terrible environment) is EXTREMELY tone deaf and shows a lack of critical thinking skills. This is it, guys! This do be the Hazbin Hotel Fandom.

#helluva boss critique #helluva boss criticism #helluva boss #helluva criticism #helluva stolas #helluva stella #hazbin critical #hazbin fandom critical #hazbin fandom #hazbin hotel fandom critical #hazbin hotel criticism #vivziepop criticism #vivziepop critical #hazbin hotel critical #hazbin hotel #anon ask #hazbin hotel valentino

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starjunkyard · 2 months

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A scene of foreman telling house in ep21 s8 that "persevering through pain for loved ones... isn't that what life is?" before being followed up by a scene of house screaming at taub in the middle of the hospital hallway that life is pain. Life is pain. His entire life is pain. How he wakes up everyday and thinks about ending it. And yet hes still fucking here and what is that if not a confirmation that house's entire life is lived for wilson

Its so like. Because from an outsider's perspective its so childish. Its so out of bounds though thats completely in character for house; you don't tell people whether they should live or die, least of all if they're diagnosed with a terminal illness you know will suck the life out of them every second they aren't in the ground. You don't get to tell people that you dont have that right but. But. but

House is here and house is in pain. He's hurting and he's been hurting and he wants that to end but its been an unspoken agreement for years that wilson would never forgive house if he just gave up. Wilson would never let him do that. He would never ever forgive house for that not ever

So house is here!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is alive!!!!!!!!!!!! Because wilson is his best friend and house cannot live in a world where wilson hates him even if he isnt around to feel it. So house persevered through the pain he grit his teeth and just kept fucking Going because wilson hating him is a worse fate than any infarcture any perpeptual state of chronic pain, a fate worse than anything

Before stacy before cuddy before everything it was new orleans and wilson in that cell. House has been living for wilson. House's entire life past the infarcture and the pain and the pain and the pain has been for wilson. He has been living in unimaginable pain for 20 years because its been an unspoken agreement that i need you i want you you need me you want me. I need you here you cant go anywhere You cant leave me

20 years of being in a perpeptual unending state of chronic pain. Years of living under this unspoken agreement, being bound to this contract that keeps you screaming keeps you hurting keeps you gutted and emptied out but you never minded it, you never left. you let it take you because you love him. Because you love him he loves you and he lets you love him and thats enough

So can you imagine what a slap in the face it is to have him tell you outright that he wont live for you.

That his life, his death: it'll be about him. All this whilst your entire life has belonged to him. Your life your death everything you've ever done its been about him for him. For him. And you feel furious and cheated to tears because its then that you realise he never even asked. You gave it to him handed your bleeding beating heart warm and fresh to him on a silver fucking platter and he never even asked for it. But you're asking him now. You're actually asking him you're begging him, you are begging him you're telling him that you love him, and he's saying no? He's saying no?

Can you even begin to imagine-- just a fraction of that betrayal? That humiliation? I've fucking grit my teeth weathered 20 years of pain i stayed alive because i knew that you wanted me to-- because i knew that you loved me and you wanted me to stay, and that was fine, because i loved you too. And i never even made you say it. I never made you say the words because i thought it was something we both understood intrensically, down to the bone-- and still im telling you now that i need you that i love you and now the deal's just off?

I weathered through 20 years of pain because surely you would have done the same for me-- and you're telling me now that your life is going to be lived on your own terms? when my entire life has been lived for you? When ive been in hell for 20 years just so i could keep loving you? You; you looked at me in the eyes, led me on had the gall to keep me alive-- just to sit here now and tell me that the agreement ive lived my whole life around was a one-man deal? That you cant be bothered to stick your heels in the dirt a little, grit your teeth and go through a quarter fraction of the hell ive gone through so that you stay here! can be here Be Here and keep continuing to love me when ive been doing that wordlessly thanklessly for 20 years? How could you make me ask? How could you tell me no?

How could you keep me alive and breathing if you knew that this was even remotely in the realm of possibility? You kept me in the dark-- knew this whole time that leaving this friendship could actually be an option for you-- and you kept me alive?

#Oungh #Hrrggh #HHhnjj #HHAOUHH #Its been 5 months and i am on. the last episode of house md #5 months of this #Its beating my ass you can probably tell. Im genuinely a fucking wreck #I know what happens. Watching it actually play out is a whole other fucking ballpark #I cannot do this man it hurts #House is telling him that he loves him and hes so upset and angry and afraid and its making him something wild #He deliberately tried to kill a patient. He actually tried to murder a patient #Hes telling him that he needs him that he loves him and its not enough and hes pulling every string and its not enough #Nothing is enough and hes grasping handfuls of sand grasping at straws for the first time in houses life he cannot fix this #He is helpless in every sense of the word no amount of spite of diagnostic skill of wit will fix this #Gregory house is truly absolutely helpless and his best friend is dying and hes going to Watch #house md #gregory house #james wilson #johan being crazy about yaoi md #house md meta #hilson meta #relationship analysis #character analysis

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enderwoah · 1 year

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does the jimmy solidarity side of trafficblr understand how desperately jimmy either needs to win OR come ridiculously close to winning for me (me specifically) to be happy

like if he wins. which he could. that would be amazing. winning after dying first every single series would be incredible and i think i would go absolutely insane. he deserves it and he definitely could if he decided to stop playing up the pathetic wet cat/'bully me itll be funny' bit. which i feel as if i always have to clarify IT'S NOT A BAD BIT!! ITS FUNNY im just saying if he Did. he could do some serious damage to the server. like if jimmy solidarity decided that he was tired of being nice and literally nerfing himself and just sort of went off with a group in the next life series i personally think he could go crazy go stupid

but here's the thing. i will be happy with him winning. but i will be equally as happy (and i'd be a dirty liar if i didn't say possibly even more happy) if he got to like. third place. hell, even fifth place. and then someone stabbed him in the back at the last second. like, someone he had been running with for the entire series just. to win. stabs him in the back.

i feel as if. and correct me if im wrong. jimmy solidarity has never been straight up betrayed before, i dont think. he even did the betraying himself in last life, but i dont think someone has ever actively turned their back on him or stabbed him in the back out of wanting to win before. hes never been seen as enough of a threat to backstab. hes one of those players that gets a group or a partner and sticks with them for the entire series. he had scott in 3rd life, the southlands in last life, and tango in double life, and i fully believe that he only doesnt betray them because he doesnt want to.

imagine it in your head. jimmy solidarity is running with someone and decides that he needs to kill them. its not that weird of a thought. jimmy, in my opinion, has enough bastard energy where you CANT say that it would be out of character for him to betray someone. he could. he just doesnt. like, dude, if you want proof he literally DID betray his group in last life. no regret, broke one of the most sacred southlands rituals and tried to run away with a life. he has enough desperate bastard energy to do it if he really wanted to. he just doesnt enjoy doing it.

so imagine the absolute shock and horror that jimmy would experience when someone does directly betray him. he picks his group, or even his partner for the next life series and that person stabs him in the back suddenly? he would be flabbergasted. jimmy has little to no self-control, but jimmy i dont think would have the gall to betray one single person. he just. i dont think he'd get it. it would be horrible. and deliciously dramatic.

imagine the animatics out of that. jimmy solidarity girlbosses his way through the entire next life series. someone dies first before him, and you see how morbid it is for him to be excited, overjoyed at someone else's death. his circumstances have made it so he is happy when another person dies. he burns things down, forms strong enough alliances that he basically is untouchable, sets traps, embraces his innate bastard energy, and when he can finally see the light of a win, when he can finally see the possibility of him actually coming first...he is ripped away from that high by a sword in the back or a trapped base.

like jesus christ that would be horrible. and amazing. i would eat it up. im a jimmy solidarity enjoyer through and through, and of COURSE i want him to win, but im not gonna lie to myself and say that him getting close and then getting it torn away from him by a friend (and lets not make that sound less than it is; jimmy's enitre life basically circles around other people. getting betrayed by a friend would be horrible for him and him specifically) wouldnt be...wonderful. surely the jimmy solidairty side of trafficblr can agree im not crazy right. right.

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swiftfootedachilles · 2 months

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Hey, from an actual Jew, how about NOT fetishizing Jewish culture and maybe stop talking about it? Like damn, you wonder why people are unfollowing and blocking you and then you’re posting shit like this. We aren’t here for you to pick and choose parts of our culture to pull from and just throw in your fantasy world. I don’t give a shit whether you’re an ‘admirer’ or not. Seriously. Take a good look at yourself. Miss me with this dumbass bullshit.

not really sure how it's fetishizing judaism to say i mickey had gotten to explore a connection with jewish culture. the show fucks up representing so many minority groups and only uses jewishness as a punchline after terrys death so yeah i do like the idea of maybe some genuine representation. when i called myself an admirer i meant ive been considering converting for many years, not as somebody who finds judaism ~cool~ or whatever. the only reason i even had the gall to talk about it is because ive been "actual jews" in the fandom previously discuss mickey being jewish by patrilineal descent. i don't have some fantasy world where i make up a fun lil version of judaism to imagine blorbos in, i want to be in my local jewish community to learn and understand all of the customs and culture and religion. but i cant do that right now because i live in a homogenous rural area with family that would kick me out and cut me off if i began the conversion process, so i haven't been able to get the exposure i need and i have to rely on the voices of jews on online platforms rather than in-person. im sorry if that not always accurate to your personal experiences but i promise im not here to fantasize about some gay jewish version of My Big Fat Greek Wedding im just using my blog as an outlet for my interests, which includes religious, philosophical, and cultural. i want to know specifically why the posts i made are antisemitic fetishism because i seriously don't know

also, i have been getting hate in the fandom for a couple months now. which included disgusting transphobic remarks. for saying that people should research gay sex if they are going to write it in fanfiction. so if you're mad specifically about me making posts regarding judaism, let's stick to that subject. maybe don't justify the hate ive gotten in the past

#at least you had the balls to attach your name to this unlike everybody else who sends anons #literally not sure what you want me to do #like are you mad i talked about a culture im not apart of? are you mad about specific things ive discussed?#are you made about the simple prospect of the fictional character mickey milkovich being headcanoned as jewish?#im not being facetious im autistic and genuinely do not know what you are specifically upset about here #asks #baguetteslut

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lostfracturess · 2 months

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i’ve got my work laptop out and my phone in hand to live react to this chapter 😼

omg i kneww it was the fkn student he punched. satoru’s so sweet to not want to drag her into a courtcase though.

kafka 😩🫶🏼💕 ive been on such a kafka kick lately omg (not so much reading his actual works but looking at kafka tumblr quotes 😔 i feel motivated to actually read his works now) also the way he sees her?? we’re so beautiful to him 🤭

“what a fucked up way to describe it. a child, small and defenseless against an unyielding force. where was the justice in that?”

☹️☹️☹️ ok i’m teared up. wtf.

“for all her strength and boldness, there was this fragile core to her. one that the world, am i, seemed intent on bruising.”

😩🤚🏼 i feel for reader fr she can do no wronggg in my eyes omg i can FEEL the stress of all this fkn research & trials gone wrong omg. she’s such an empath and it’s takin a toll on my girl over here

OHMYGOSHHH she saw the lawyer papers plsss higurama you had one job 😓 also i know im supposed to hate how secretive n stubborn he is but something ab his habit of shutting reader up w kisses 😩🤚🏼 i like my men toxic like that LMFAO

yaga laying innnn on him omg i love the consequences of his actions catching up to him. the forbidden romance is forbidden romancinggg. THE ETHICS COMMITTEE….hmm i mean considering the power dynamic i think satoru would def be the one to take the brunt of accusation if they were caught 🤔 i really wonder if reader would receive as heavy of a fall from grace as he would

omg the elevator stuck scene 🫣 PLS HE CONSIDERS FUCKING HER IN THE ELEVATOR!!?? IM SCREAMING. also they need to stop talking ab thisss in the elevator omg ppl might be listening or recording 😔 where is higurama w the legal counsel.

i cant tell if its my iced coffee giving me palpitations rn or if its your fucking writing (most likely latter). i looove how theyre resolved to try n keep each other tho :”) despite facing the things going on rn.

sheesh those lab results lmao that patient’s liver gotta be fucked 🤣 Oh WHAT ITS SATORU’s LIVER 😨 NOOO.

aw a signed kafka book?!? 😩🤚🏼 lord…

im on the basketball scene and ugggh first of all basketball satoru?!?! NEED. just imagining his arm muscles flexing while he’s shootin a shot 😩 also he’s sooo whipped for her oh my god. need a man who loves this deeply.

OHY MY GOD A SPARE TO HIS APARTMENT ITS SO REAL. ITS ALL FEELING SO REAL RN. SCREAMING. TRYING SO FKN HARD TO HIDE THE SMILE ON MY FACE RN.

oh god i cant ice ant i cant the hydropmorphone this sshift in energy i cant. to the bathroom for my ten min i go because i alr know imma need to scream for this 😭😭😭

NO WAAAYYY HE’s DOIN DRUGSS OFF OF HER IM ABOUT TO LOSE MY GODDAMN MIND. OH MY GOD IM CLUTCHING MY PEARLS RN. OVER SUGURU’s FUCKING DESK?!????

OH. MY. GOD. SATORU IS THE FUCKING DEVIL. HE’s THE DEVIL. I……….I JUST GOT TO THE END. I COULD DEADASS SCREAM RN. THE— THE GUMPTION. THE GALL?!?!? TO LICK HIS FUCKING FINGERS.

i…….🧍🏻‍♀️i’m literally shaking. im SHAKING like IM the one w a panic attack or withdrawal rn. you ate this chapter up. you ate this chapter ALL the way fucking up and i could cry rn. no words. pheewww AND IM SUPPOSED TO MOVE ON W MY DAY AFTER THIS?!????!

fuck.

girl you make me cry with your comments! 😭❤️ yes, satoru is such a sweetheart for dealing with the lawsuit with money that she wouldn't have to go to court, even if that means he would have to swallow that bitter pill. green flag!!

and yes, pls pls read kafka! there are a lot of short books and stories of him that are just like a four hour read but so worth it, can't recommend that enough!!

OHMYGOSHHH she saw the lawyer papers plsss higurama you had one job

higurma must have done it on purpose i'm so sure!! like i wrote it, but still am not quite convinced it was a coincidence ahhh! and him shutting her up with kisses is EVERYTHING. bit toxic okay, but EVERYTHING.

the forbidden romance is forbidden romancinggg.

yes, the forbidden romance is catching up to them, how would have thought. like satoru was not even trying to hide it that much, but now he's surprised?? he's so stupid.

PLS HE CONSIDERS FUCKING HER IN THE ELEVATOR!!?? IM SCREAMING.

yeeeessss!! he really considered it a split second as he knows that will work quite good to shut her up ahaha he's so miserable with talking and feelings. but he sure knows what he's good at and how to use that. 🌚🌚

im on the basketball scene and ugggh first of all basketball satoru?!?! NEED. just imagining his arm muscles flexing while he’s shootin a shot

yes!!! i want to rewrite this scene out of reader pov just to be able to describe a bit of how this mf handsome man looked in this scene for us to please ahhhh.

also he’s sooo whipped for her oh my god. need a man who loves this deeply.

he's down bad for her and this will be his undoing. but yes, everyone deserves a man how's on his knees for his girl!!!

NO WAAAYYY HE’s DOIN DRUGSS OFF OF HER IM ABOUT TO LOSE MY GODDAMN MIND.

he's so fkn feral omg, like he really got some nerves doing that aahhhhh. also over suguru's desk ahahah. still he could lick every drug he wants from my body at any time ngl.

I COULD DEADASS SCREAM RN. THE— THE GUMPTION. THE GALL?!?!? TO LICK HIS FUCKING FINGERS.

HE HAS NO SHAME!!! this man is so unhinged and i loved every second writing him like that. he maybe is about to lose his mind but he's still serving while going insane!!

thank you so so much for your comments on this chapter, is was so funny to see your reaction while reading!!! thank you so so much for your support and taking your time to write this (also on your rec on the story??? reposting this in a minute), wishing you nothing but the best! 🥲🫶🫶

#symptoms and causes #inbox

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nonclassyparty · 1 year

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Okay so I just stayed up till 3am reading starring role and after putting it off for a while and honestly I can’t believe I ever did that?!?! Something wrong with me fr but this fic is just 🤌🏽🤌🏽🤌🏽

Okay let’s start of with our main girl!! I just want to hug her so bad. Although nothing excuses her behaviour towards Boyoung, I get why she’s the way she is especially to someone like yeosang. I hate how everyone seas as this ditzy, rich girl with no brain. But the worst has got to be her parents - her mum and me will throw hands I swear. And what’s even more heartbreaking is how you can tell she clearly misses her brother but like wtf happened? I can’t wait for the reveal for that? I can only imagine it’s drugs related but knowing her I’m sure she took it up a notch. In a time where she probably needs her brother the most he’s not there and I’m sad about it.

Okay Choi fking San, like you warned us, but honestly makes my blood boil ESPECIALLY after he had the absolute gall to come BACK to her after his failed relationship. Again nothing excuses the reader to say what she said to Boyoung but nothing excuses San to say what he did either. And his friends are so mean and for what? But now with the reveal of why Yeonsang is the way he is I’m excited to see what he does or says to her now. I just saw someone ask if San will leak her secrets after she confronted Yeosang and omg??? That will be honestly the worst thing he could ever do 💔 also when she realised that San is just some guy ™️ was actually so funny to me

I love Wooyoung and I just adore how close they became, he deserves the words and a sweet boyfriend!

Joonie is also another sweetheart, I love that he wants to progress her art work and just be her friend!!

Also not the stray kidz cameos 👀🫰🏽

Okay so now Mingi!!!!!!!!! This guy had my heart flip flopping all over the place it was unreal! Get why your pissed at her when she was mean to your bestie but then???????? Treating her like she a dumbass then being all sweet and generally making her seem like a better person and her valentines gift 😭😭😭 all for him to just spew out all that shit? Almost in tears 😔 He honestly needs to get his head out of his ass.

This fic is a rollercoaster and I really can’t wait to see what happens next and things getting revealed etc!! You’re amazing and have great day!

omggggggggg thank you so much!!!!

well yn isnt the nicest person in general😭 she's pretty mean and self-centered but that's her character so yeah she was pretty shitty to boyoung. she'll talk about seonghwa more in the next chapter and he'll have a pretty interesting arc by the end lmfao

i thought of writing a chapter from san's pov which wouldn't be really a chapter but something in the form of e-mails i guess?? but i decided against it bc my life is kind of a mess rn and i just want this story to successfully reach its end. but later on when i'm better and if i'm in the mood for it, i might post that chapter as an additional part bc i already have a good chunk of it written out...we'll see. i think it would be interesting to write from his perspective bc i know a lot of people wonder about him and it was pretty fun to write the bonus part

there will be so much of wooyoung in the next chp and it will be mostly sad but he's my baby so..

also in the last couple of chapters i've completely neglected joong but thats bc he was mostly linked to yn by mingi and professor ahn so when everything went to shit between them i kinda lost how to include joong in the story BUT i think he will also appear in the next chapter.

and mingi omggggggggggg i cant wait for him to come back, he'll be so pathetic and there's nothing i love writing more than men being pathetic and grovelling so i'm excited for that!

anyways thank you for reading once again and for this lengthy message!! have a nice day

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muslim-flint · 1 year

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like its been three days but i still cant believe the ENTITLEMENT. "why do u call him, a man you love and that my little ass knows nothing about, ur BOYFRIEND when u knew i wanted that title >:(" like?, HUH???????? simply imagine having the gall to utter those words AND think ur in the right to do so. got me flabbergasted to say the fucking least. last time in my life i go on a goddamn emotional charity mission for some white rich-born crybaby

#some bitches are too damn comfortable using people's partners' name in vain. rinse ur flithy mouth kelba #talking abt how HE shoud feel abt me as well. God be my witness i shouldve been meaner before she deactivated her little blog #ive been stress laughing for three days i swear skdjdjd cant believe it took me So long to realize! twas just a crazy bitch!!#rizcore

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dreamc0rpse · 11 days

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9:37

I want to say please be ok, i hipe you will be oky, it will be okay. Etc, i wish i could have shown your your window view, could have at least told you how nice it was, could have tlld you everything but i hsve no gall to speak up in a room torn apart.

I dont want yoi to go, but i cant imagine noq you feel and a song to force me to think about it over and over, i nust want you to bounce back but i know you wont…. Why did this happen? Why to her? Why not me? WHY NOT ME??? LITTRLY WHY NOT ME WHY DOES IT ALWAYS HAVE TO BE SOMEONE ELSE OR ALWAYS GET TO BE SOMEONE ELSE JUST GOVE IT TO ME IDC! Leave them alone… idk.

I wish i could just see you happy one more time, smiling.

He said you did that yhing where u try to wake up or wake yourself up, that jolting awake from bed…. God, you tried to bounce back…. You rlly tries.

Please dont go forwver and stay with us wven im the end?

I hope you can understand everything we say, i know he is tearing up over this. I dont know how im too weak to be there for you. I dont wanna say goodbye. I jus wanna go back to your house and get my haircut and laugh and smile with you while we smoke outside or go get dinner…

I wish it wasnt like this, maybe you would of bounced back. Maybe you would of jolted into it after things. Idk. I wish it wasnt as terribly severe. Why cant it be minute. Why cant it be nothing?

Why cant we say hello and never goodbye? Why cant you be safe and healthy, not…idk

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babydarkstar · 6 months

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i just cant believe the kind of audacity someone has to have in order to dehumanize a group of people, let alone the sheer gall to say these things on the world stage and to say them with your entire chest. zionists do not see the irony of their actions, they don’t even care. they think they’re doing it for a righteous cause. it is so sick to watch people in israel cheering for the death of children not even 20 miles away, calling a group of people animals for existing, delighting in their imagined city that will go on top of the ruin and death they’ve created. and to do it in a world where everyone is so connected….it’s astounding. unfathomable

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psychotiique · 4 years

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and i can see her face as plain as day.

i can hear her voice in my ears, i can see the lustful look in her eye after i asked her for the 10th time if this was okay, i can recall her hanging off of his arm, i can recall her specifically telling me she wished she could take steel wool to her skin to scrub me off of her for a crime that i did not, would not, commit.

and i can see her face as plain as day.

and i can see it, afraid, "i didn't know that would ever happen to him, i didn't know he was a victim, i didn't know me lying about it would destroy his relationships." and i can see it bleeding. and i can see it screaming, full of marrow and meat and sinew, coughing up gallons of iron like she coughed up to all her little friends that i hurt her, when really i did all that i could to make sure i never did, and she was more than ecstatic enough to warrant it being mutual. and i can see it, the way her skull crushes and crumbles like a beer can as dull bear trap teeth pry into her putrid, filthy, odious fucking brain.

i can see her face as plain as day and oh, if i ever get my hands on her, oh, oh, the joy and absolute unbridled pleasure i'll have in peeling the skin from her body like a soft and decaying apple.

i bet your core isn't as pretty as you think.

#PERHAPS I'M NOT PURE MYSELF BUT AT LEAST I WAS RESPECTFUL ENOUGH TO NOT BE A HOMEWRECKER #I FUCKED YOU AND HIM BOTH WHEN YOU TWO WERE BROKEN UP -- IT'S NOT MY DAMN FUCKING FAULT YOU DECIDED YOU STILL LOVED HIM AND WENT BACK TO HI #I FUCKED HIM BETTER THAN YOU COULD AND YOU DECIDED TO ACCUSE ME OF SOMETHING I SUFFERED THROUGH FOR 4 YEARS EVERY WEEKEND?#OH. OH YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT IT FEELS LIKE #YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT FEELS TO PUKE AND COUGH BLOOD FROM THE ABUSE #YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW IT FEELS TO BE ISOLATED AND BROKEN DOWN MENTALLY #UNTIL ALL YOU CAN DO IS PLAY THE ROLE OF THE 8 YEAR OLD PLAYTHING YOU'VE BEEN BULLIED AND GUILTTRIPPED TO BECOME AT 14 YEARS OLD #I WAS TORTURED AND BROKEN IN WAYS YOU CANT EVEN BEGIN TO IMAGINE AND YOU HAVE THE GALL TO ACCUSE ME OF THAT #WHEN I MADE 110% SURE THAT YOU WANTED IT? THAT EVERY FUCKING MOVEMENT OF MUSCLE WAS SOMETHING YOU CONSENTED TO?#THEY WON'T EVEN BE ABLE TO USE DENTAL RECORDS TO IDENTIFY YOU AFTER I GET MY FUCKING HANDS ON YOU #WORMS LIKE YOU BELONG IN THE DIRT UNDER MY BOOT AND I WILL TAKE THOROUGH ENJOYMENT IN SLAUGHTERING YOU LIKE A FUCKING PIG #flowery vent

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sugawarassoulmate · 3 years

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no but samu being jealous of readers plushies is so funny. i like to imagine that he ""accidentally"" destroyed one when they were kids n the parentals forced him to pick one out as replacement. and reader still has it in a special place. when samu is around u sometimes see him in a staring contest w the plushie bc in his head it's like:

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: i sleep with her every night ur just a loser

osamu: excuse me??? ill rip u to shreds

ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ: u cant hurt me 🤪 u know she loves me

so we jus find him pouting at it sometimes. like the gall of the stupid stuffed toy, doesn't it know who picked it out. ((but it's special to reader bc samu got it))

bully!osamu is so cute i luv him 🥺

word: 740

cw: fem!reader, bullying, crybaby!reader, childhood flashbacks

picture eight-year-old osamu at the toy store with his mom who’s pulling him by the ear as they go down the aisles. he’s in trouble for ripping up one of your favorite plushies the other day and he’s being forced to pick a new one for you. he said it was an “accident” but that wasn’t very believable when he was caught with the scissors in his hand.

“why not this one, ma?” said atsumu, holding up a stuffed bunny in his hands. of course, he had to tag along too, mocking his twin for getting in trouble yet again. “y/n loves bunnies!”

“that’s very sweet, tsumu, but your brother needs to pick one,” their mother said, eyes flicking over to her younger son who looked at all the stuffed animals with disdain. this was so stupid, all because you couldn’t take a joke and started crying when you saw what osamu had done to your teddy bear. you ran off to atsumu… again.

his eyes fell onto a lone duck plush in the corner of the store, it had pink cheeks on the face. for some reason, it reminded him of you—how your face would turn red when he tugged on your pigtails or pushed you to the ground. osamu held it in his hands for a moment, wanting to feel how soft it was. he could almost picture you holding it on the playground, snuggling it when you got scared, hoping it would give you comfort if you got sad. “this one,” he announces.

the boys’ mother smiled warmly at him, happy that he seemed to take the task seriously. “that’s so sweet, samu! do you want to be the one to give it to her?”

osamu looked at his mother and then at the little duckling in his hands. his own smile crept its way on his face. yes, he did want to be the one to give it to you.

cut to all these years later, and osamu’s forgotten he even gave you the damn thing because he’s an idiot. it’s sitting on your bed, slightly worn but still clean as if you’re taking great care of it. he stares down at the little thing while you’re in the shower, wondering why you like it so much. he’ll get so annoyed when he comes home and finds you cuddling with it in your sleep, refusing to put it down when osamu curls up next to you.

its stupid little button eyes keep staring back at him. he’s not actually jealous of some dumb toy, is he? but you handle it with so much care that you don’t offer to much else. if osamu wants to chuck it off the bed to make out with you, he has to deal with your bitching about how he has to “set it down gently”. part of him just wants to rip the stupid thing to shreds but he remembers how much you cried when you were little. you were probably too old to get that upset about it now but he doesn’t want to deal with the grief.

“you’re still staring at him?” you asked coming out of the bathroom, hair still wet from the shower. you had one of osamu’s shirts on, ending just up above your knees.

osamu snorts. “him?” of course it’s a boy. this is so stupid…

“yes,” you giggle, taking the offending toy in your arms while you sit on the mattress. “and his name is cheep, thank you very much.” the man in front of you rolls his eyes, getting on the bed to hover over you, having other things on his mind than some stupid toy.

he kisses along your neck, hands wandering places they shouldn’t and you know that you’ll probably have to take another shower very soon. he snatches “cheep” from your hands but your whines stop him from throwing it to the floor. reluctantly, he sets it aside so he doesn’t have to hear you complain. “why do ya like the stupid thing so much?” he asks, nuzzling his face into your neck.

“he’s not stupid,” the feeling of osamu’s lips on your skin forces soft moans from your lips, arms wrapped around his form to pull him closer to you. “someone special gave him to me…”

it still sounds a little dumb to him, but osamu keeps his comments to himself after seeing you look so content.

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I've been thinking about this for 2 nights now and I cant get it out of my head, but imagine when scramouche was still wandering in inazuma he encountered someone, in a field of flowers (she a botanist) and that someone taught him many things. Just like guizhong and morax. But life is fragile, and that someone is now long gone. Present time, he found someone who looks exactly like that someone, her reincarnation perhaps? Who knows? But one things for sure he wont let her get away again

This is rlly cliche and dumb 😭

YOU HAD ME AT BOTANIST, ANON!!!!

This concept is so good… so full of angst. 🥺 Botanist!darling showing him what life is like through a mortal perspective and he ends up learning a lot about what it means to be human. Botanist!darling teaching him about flowers and the symbolism behind each of them. Botanist!darling giving him a new flower each day, claiming that this one matches his eyes or that this one will look lovely in his hair. Botanist!darling getting hurt and telling Kunikuzushi, who looks on with confusion upon seeing their pained expression and the blood that trickles down their leg, that it’s just a cut. It’ll heal. Botanist!darling who works hard on their research and tries to persevere, even when they’re struggling and have encountered a road block.

Botanist!darling who makes him promise to always visit them if he ever leaves Inazuma because he’ll always be welcome in their house. No matter what. Botanist!darling who doesn’t pry into his past or where he might’ve come from. Botanist!darling who cooks meals for him and pressures him into trying it because they promise it’ll be good. Botanist!darling who rushes towards the shoreline and the hungry waves the minute they can see it over the hills, leaving a startled Kunikuzushi to follow after them. Botanist!darling reading all sorts of books to him—their favorite being plant textbooks—drawing cute doodles for him, and making flower crowns and chains for him. And for the first time in forever he feels accepted—he feels loved.

Botanist!darling who, in their final moments, smiles up at him and tucks a dendrobium behind his ear. A flower that blooms especially well in blood-stained soils. And Kunikuzushi, who holds them in his arms, finally feels his heart tear in two because mortality is fragile and he’ll never see the life in their eyes again. Because he’s come to realize that he loved them in the same way they loved him. Because loving a mortal is difficult and it hurts. He’s pricked himself dozens of times on the thorns and he’s willing to do it a dozen times more because they mean the world to him. And they’re no longer in it.

In the present, Kunikuzushi has changed a considerable amount. With unbridled power, strength, and status he now goes by the alias Scaramouche and is someone you wouldn’t want to cross, lest you find yourself clinging to life afterwards (that is, if you’re lucky enough to do so). And yet you do. You have the gall to approach him with a flimsy flower from your grandfather’s flower shop in your hand. And, to rub salt into the wound, you thank him. Because if it weren’t for the intimidating presence of the Fatui, the bandits who normally lurk near your village are nowhere in sight. He’s not sure why he takes the flower and, rather than crushing it, holds it as though it’s the most delicate thing in the universe. You remind him of someone long gone and though his brain knows exactly who, he refuses to bring the hazy image of their face into his thoughts.

He thinks about you even after he’s left your village and he continues to do so as the days pass. The flower wilts from the humidity and the petals shrivel up and fall off. Maybe he’s just mistaking you for someone you’re not. Maybe he’s just clinging to memories of the past, wishing with all of his heart to feel that acceptance and love again.

Flowers aren’t meant to be snuffed like this. Without a healthy environment, they’ll wither into nothingness. It’s wrong to confine a rose without thorns because the more he keeps it under lock and key the harsher its living conditions become. In an effort to adapt, the withering rose grows thorns and eventually it forces itself to bloom anew.

Only it has no love to give. Not to him, at least.

#chit chat #meraki faves #ANON THIS IDEA IS WONDERFUL #I LOVE IT SM T_T #kuni who actually experiences real healthy love #and then present day scara whose love is twisted and unhealthy #aaaa!!!!#nothing but angst for mouchey #there will be no happy ending for him and his darling </3 #yandere #yandere scaramouche

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