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fakeloveaskblog · 3 years

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Yay lasertag!!! Janus you should totally go visit Remus on the weekend and hang out! Also, maybe invite Remy too, if they wanna come. Then (specially if they don't show) you can plan with them both to maybe go on another hangout with Remus but to somewhere you like and let Remy tag along for the ride if they wanna while u're at it.

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Janus: "Ah yes! I will let you know that after hanging out with Remus I managed to use my incredible totally very good texting skills to ask the Rems if they wanted to go to an art museum and they both for some reaosn, maybe they are being blackmailed, said yes! I hope it will go g-"

He cut himself off as he saw the two Rems come towards him. He had been waiting outside the museum. (Honestly half the reason he had choosen it was because he knew Remus liked art)

Remus waved at him while grinning. He had on sweatpants, a way too large t-shirt and a necklace made out of animal bones. Remy had their arm swung around him. Even though they had sunglasses on their eyebags were still visible.

“Aight gamers! Are we ready to do an epic art heist!! I got my sunglasses ready!” Remus exclaimed. He didn’t, he was planning on stealing Remy’s sunglasses.

“Partner you’re forgetting that we must first observe the security measures of the museum before we can even start to plan the heist” Janus replied.

“Oh!!! That’s what we’re doing today isn’t it??”

“Correct partner!”

“Babes I dunno why you gotta steal art when I’m standing right here” Remy added while posing.

“Good point. Good point”

Janus had on a yellow bowtie he’d gotten from Logan, a loose purple shirt and black dress pants. People had to look fancy when they went to museums right? Remy had a skirt short enough to fool god and their boyfriend’s hoodie on (it looked oversized on them but with how skinny they were Everything looked oversized on them).

As soon as they got in Remus started to bounce up and down as he looked at the posters showing all the different exhibitions. There was a modern art one, classical and one smaller exhibition for specifically mosaic works.

“So whatcha you wanna look at Snakey?” Remus asked.

Janus was caught of guard “Why are you asking me?”

“Well you chose how we would hang out. C’mon you deserve to choose this too”

He looked over to Remy who shrugged “Uhm okay. Well. The classical paintings would proably give us the most money on the black market so lets look at those”

“Yay!”

Remus quickly took on his noise canceling headphones and a chew necklace before doing thumbs up. He firmly took Janus’ hand in his. He sent him a soft smile which made Jan’s heart spin before dashing of with him into the exhibition.

A few big paintings from the renaissance hung on the wall. Remy came a little later since with the cane they walked pretty slow. Remus eyed the paintings from a distance before squinting at them up close. He flapped the hand he was hoding Janus with around.

"Oh!!! This is so cool!!!! This is from the renaissance but it's not using the chiaro oscuro technique like everyone did 'cause Da Vinci would eat their newborn if they didnt!”

"Is that why it's looking flatter than me?" Remy asked.

“YEah!! Augh I love the renaissance!!! Mostly because they were dissecting bodies so much!! sometimes for the sole purpose of drawing anatomy better!! I wanna do that! Or watch someone do that! Getting to see one of those old classrooms where they dissected corpses would be so awesome!”

“Huh good way to get rid of bodies. Great time for serial killers” Janus commented.

He let out a dreamy sigh “It truly was. They’re doing serial killers dirty nowadays”

They went through some more rooms of renaissance paintings. Janus made sure to hold Remus back a bit so Remy could keep up with them. The duke kept rambling about different shading techniques.

They stepped into another room and the style changed. Remus continued to flap his hand nonetheless. Janus was definitely going to have pain in his wrist tomorrow. It was worth it if he could hold his hand though.

Remy leaned their elbow on top of Janus’ head “This is like the baroque time right?”

“YEah!” Remus’ eyes went huge “Bean you didn’t tell me you were into art history??! Do you know about Ruben too?? I like how he paints butts!”

“What? Nah. I just- I can like see it on the clothes in the paintings. Can’t you?”

“Do I look like a time traveling fashiong guru” Janus replied sarcastically “That is honestly impressive”

Remy sunk in on themself and a hint of red appeared on their cheeks “No. Nah. I’m like a total airhead! Completel idiot! hehe I’m like tots sure everyone knows this stuff. Y’all are just bad at fashion. I uh anyway Rem you were gonna rant?”

“I was?”

“Yeah!”

“Oh....Okay!!” He looked around the room before getting caught on a small painting in the corner. He dashed over to it “HANds!”

The painting depicted 2 bloody hands over a table. They were holding onto each other. the red stuck out against the dark background. It was hard to see if they were supposed to belong to two people who were fighting or in love.

Remus looked down at Janus’ hand while playing with his fingers “I think my favorite body part are hands” He mumbled “I mean they’re horseshit to draw but they can do so much”

Janus looked away from the painting as well. He let his crush do whatever he wanted with his hand as long as he kept holding it. the way he held him so lightly but kept rubbing his thumb up and down his skin made him melt.

“Yeah they can do a lot of fucked up shit” Remy butted in. Jan nearly jumped. He’d completely lost himself in adoring his crush.

“Well hands can also be used to give snakes small berries! And to make coffee!”

“Girl I wasn’t starting an argument. But you sure did won it!”

Remus was staring down into the floor as he said “When I become a cannibal I would wanna try eating human fingers first. I’m sure they would be tasty”

“Why was there a when in there?” Jan asked in a small amount of terror.

“Oh yeah babe totally. I will like actually eat a dick” Remy agreed.

“Why is there a will in there? What kind of time tenses are you people on?? Does english grammar mean nothing to you heathens!?”

Remy got a smug look on their face. They poked their finger right into Janus’ chest “C’mon say what you will eat when you become a cannibal”

“Yeah Snakey” Remus squished his cheeks “Say it! Say it! Say it!”

The two of them kept going on while Janus looked like a sour lemon until he finally caved in.

“Fine. I would either eat the stomach or....the buttocks since they would have the most fat and sustain me the longest”

The Rems looked at each other before bursting out into laughter. “He said butT!” Remus cackled out. The other Rem nodded along and pretended to wipe away a tear from laughter.

“Aight babe let’s put the guy out of his misery”

They motioned for Remus to go ahead. He happily skipped into the next room and grabbed Jan’s hand to take him with him. The snake couldn’t help but notice how Remy stayed behind for a monent.

“Oh cool!! We’re onto impressionism! The first real art style!” He sighed “From impressionism to cartoon furries. How magical the journey of art is”

(Jan who had a scaley phase in high school chose to not reply)

“I love the music as well. Crazy lads. My favorite lad?” Remus snickered “De bussy!!”

“That’s my porn name” Remy instantly replied, coming up behind them. “Hey that paint lady kinda like looks like Terra” They pointed at a painting.

“....Hey YEaH! I guess my art is timeless!”

Janus looked between them “who’s Terra?”

“Well girl” Remy playfully ruffled Remus’ hair “She’s just Rem’s tots cool like cartoon character. She’s like all over his sketchbook. Makes it look kinda straight if you ask me but she does have like a very cool design so I get it!”

“Oh......Yes...Sounds very....cool”

The group kept going around looking at art. While it felt like lead was filling Janus’ chest. He’d never heard about Terra. He’d never seen his sketchbook. Meaning they had spent time with each other without him.

He pierced his nails into his palms to stop the thoughts. He refused to be some jealous person who didn’t allow his friends to hang out without him.....Still he wish he could have seen the drawings as well....seen them smile together...heard their shared laughter....

Oh. Oh what if they thought he was annoying. What if they preferred being without him. What if he’d forced them to come here today. What if-

“Hey snakey wanna look at the modern art as well?” Remus interrupted.

“What?”

Without realizing they’d gone through all of the classic art. Now they were in the last room with not much more than a giant painting the size of one of the walls and a bench.

“That sounds horrid!”

“Yay!”

Remus quickly continued of into the next exhibition. Janus still had the taste of lead filling his throat as he went to follow. Until he realized Remy wasn’t there. He turned around and saw them sitting on the bench in front of the painting. They were leaning their arms on their cane.

“It would probably give us a lot on the black market” Jan said while sitting down beside them.

“Mhm. It’s pretty. I just like wanted to look at it some more” They lied.

“Understandable”

The painting was pretty much a big flower field with a summer sky shining down on it. Janus noticed how Remy forced deep breathes through their gritted teeth. Their brows were furrowed and their hands kept shaking.

“Are you alright?”

“Of course!”

“I have some painkillers with me. Would that help agains the pain you’re totally not in?”

They glanced over to him “Girl what you doing walking around with painkillers?”

He looked at them with the most deadpan expression “Remy I’m overweight. You can not phantom how often I get knee pain" He took out a pill and held it out to them "Here"

"There's really like no need! I can like handle it"

Even more deadpan "You shouldn’t have to ‘handle it’. It's 1 painkiller dear. I'm not exactly becoming a saint because of this"

They hesitantly took it "Thanks"

He did fingerguns "No problemo"

They stayed sitting for a bit so the pill could kick in. Jan shuly glanced over to admire them every now and then. Remy kept looking down into the floor while picking at their skin.

“I’m sorry” They said it in a much quieter voice than their usual high pitched one “I tried to do everything right so I wouldn’t ruin everything. I even went to bed early so I wouldn’t get tired....I...I really looked forward to getting to be with you two”

Janus heart beat faster. He pulled himself together to comfort them “You haven’t ruined a thing”

They hid their face in their hands “I’ve been tired and out of it all day. I keep like slowing you down. Don’t think I haven’t like noticed how much you have to hold Rem back from going faster! I’ve just been making this all much worse than it should have been”

“Well you’re here aren’t you? I for one appreciate you simply being here. You don’t have to do anything to make me appreciate you, don’t even have to talk. I hope you know that”

“....really?”

“Oh no darling I totally expect you to win the nobel prize while in a kind of pain I can’t even imagine being in on a daily basis”

Remy chuckled “Thanks”

“There’s really no need for that. I am at any and all times doing the absolute minimum to be counted as a decent human being”

“Sure snakey-babey” They had a soft smile on their face.

They moved to hug him. Their arms wrapped around his back and they muffled their head right between his man titties. Janus sat still for a few seconds, too flustered to think before moving his arms around them as well. A hand on the back of their head, another on their lower back. Their skin felt so cold against his.

Remy closed their eyes and let themself calm down. They could feel Janus’ breathing against their hair.

“I think my fav like human part is the chest” They mumbled out “‘Cause I can hear the heart beat. It reminds me I’m- we’re still like alive”

“Like a bloody biological seashell”

“Exactly” They pressed themself closer. “I like being with you” It was nothing more than a whisper, like it was a secret “When you’re here I feel a bit less like a rotting corpse”

Janus held onto them harder “Well I-I try my best”

“I know babe”

His heart was beating out of his chest. The people around them must think they were a couple. He closed his eyes and focused on Remy’s touch, on Picani’s words from their last session. He managed to push enough of the shame away and focus on the happy butterflies in his stomach instead.

Remy moved away. The moment broke.

“We should probs go find Rem before he starts like eating the art”

“haha yeah” Janus did thumbs up but kept sitting. He’d gone full idiot.

It wasn’t until he saw Remy straining to stand up even with the cane his brain kicked back in.

“Is there some way I could help?”

They didn’t answer. But they did lean their arm around his shoulder to let him carry some of their weight. They slowly but surely made their way to the modern art exhibition.

Remus was sitting crosslegged in front of a weird statue, he was doodling in his sketchbook but shone up into a smile when he saw them.

“There you are! I was starting to think that either the zombie apocalypse had started or you were making out somehwere”

“Oh yeah babe. Full tounge” Remy joked back. Jan let out an inhumane noise.

He closed his sketchbook “I think we’re done here. You’re looking tired beanie. We can come back some other day”

Remy held back the urge to lie that they were fine. Instead they weakly nodded.

The gang left the museum. Right beside it was an ice cream shop. Remus got 3 scoops of a worryingly weird mix of flavors. Janus got 1 scoop of lemon. Remy didn’t feel like eating.

They sat down on a couple of benches right outside. Remy laid down with their head leaned onto Remus’ thigh. He chewed his ice cream while calmly moving his hand up and down their back.

Soon enough they were deep asleep. Janus quickly laid his jacket over their legs. He didn’t want to accidentally see anything under their skirt without their consent.

Remus stared at him like a blood sucking eagle while smiling “Soooo now when beanie is in dream land.......Do” He stopped to giggle “Janny. Janny. Do. Do you like someooooonnneee??”

Janus just blinked at him for half a minute. This was too much. This whole day was too much. He was a wreck. His crush was asking him THis?! While his other crush was laying in his crush’s lap?!?

“Why- Why- What- Who are you working for?! The fucking FBI??? Are they after me?” He desperately tried to joke it away.

“No. No. But seriously JanJan!” He wiggled his shoulders around in a stimmy way “Do you happen to like anyone with a name that starts on R????”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Janus kept glancing between his two crushes while his blushing could be seen out into space. He wanted to lie but his mouth wouldn’t move.

Remus leaned closer and whispered “You’re into Remy right?”

He nodded. A breathe of relief went through him. At least Remus didn’t know he liked him.

“OH I KNEW IT!” Remus yelled out in excitement while flapping his hands.

“Shh! Shh!” Janus scrambled to cover his mouth as Remy stirred for a moment. “Shhhh!” They cuddled closer to their friend and fell back asleep.

“I knew it!” He giggled “Or I mean Remy knew. They told me they thought you were into them”

“WHAT?!”

Now it was Remus that covered his mouth. He was full on cackling “Yeah! They said it was really obvious! But good for you snakey! I’m sure if you murder their boyfriend you can get them in no time! Or you can become a fab homewrecker!! I can help you buy a nice sexy dress and all!!”

Janus paled in terror “How- In- What- In what way did they say it was obvious?”

“Oh y’know-”

The notif on his phone went off. He checked and his eyes went wide. He carefully moved Remy’s head onto the bench before standing up.

“Sorry snakey! Ro needs super duper emergency help! Gotta go!! See you later! Don’t die!”

Remus left him just like that. Right after dropping THAT bomb on him. Janus sat unmoving. His mouth was slightly agape in shock. His thoughts were runnig around screaming nonstop.

He sat like that for over 20 minutes until Remy let out a yawn and slowly woke up. They took off their sunglasses to rub their eyes. Just seeing their vibrantly green eyes made Janus panic even more.

“Did Rem disintegrate?” Their voice was hoarse from sleepyness. Janus pinched himself to hold back the uhm feelings.

“He- he uh he went he went he sure did went yeah”

“....Cool!”

They stretched their joints, they all cracked. They looked to Janus and moved closer. He couldn’t breathe. They knew. They knew. They knew.

“Girl are you feeling okay?” They pressed their palm to his forehead “You’re like super hot. In both ways! Maybe you should like go home and rest. I gotta get home before my boyf gets home anyway”

“Y-yeah” Was all Janus could get out.

“Cool. OH! By the way! Girl!!! We haven’t like hung out just the two of us right?? We should tots do that! Just like tell me whatever you wanna do and we can do it!”

“Yeah”

“Awesome! Well I’ll see you on that hang out then”

They hugged him for just a few seconds but for those seconds Janus felt like he was in heaven.

They got up and left. Janus slumped over on the bench. His heart was going crazy. They knew. They knew and now they wanted to hang out alone with him. He turned to you. His eyes were wide and panicked.

Janus: “W-what am I supposed to do? I don’t know any good hang out plans! Do you know any??? I’m- this is all- how did they even know I like them! Oh I’m sounding like an overdramatic 13 year old.....This totally isn’t really overwhelming. I would hate getting Logan cuddles right now!”

#thanks for the ask!!#im sorry these keep getting longer #i really do try to cut them down #dukeceit #demus #janus sanders #remus sanders #remy sanders #mini fic #sanders sides #desleep #desleepmus #dukeceitsleep

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icecreamkink · 3 years

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watched all of the untamed / cql in two weeks after my friend 1 told me abt mdzs a hundred years ago and my friends 2 and 3 tried to get me into cql for like two whole years and there are.

feelings.

very first scene is a very dramatic death in the middle of nightmare battle on sith planet land . i will forget abt it in the next tenish episodes and then will be very surprised when it becomes Extremely Painful

anyway magic flying gays and possession and human sacrifice! we are off to a great start

in retrospect, chaos goblin wei wuxian must have had a blast pretending to be so cRaZy and be as disruptive as he could as mo xuanyu lbr

listen. why is fire always evil coded. cant a magic clan wear red, black and orange and have flame motif while being wholesome?

For Legal Reasons These Are Not Zombies

i wish the politics of the sect were a bit clearer, especially at the beggining when the wen clan had sm power, was wen ruohan the chief cultivator? is that why they were so slow in responding to the attacks? im v confused by the pre yiling patriarch politics

fighting in the roof by the moonlight as way of flirtiiiiiiing. as i understand this is a wuxia/xianxia trope and honestly...... thank u for ur service

slight bullying and being a nuisance in general, as a way of flirting we love to see it

wwx: if i drink on the rooftop, thats not inside the cloud recesses! hmmm check and mate :D lwj: i will fuck u up so help me god wwx: :0

i lov them

through hell or high water (quite literally) wei wuxian rem ains a trashfire gremlin till the end and i love him with my whole heart

in the pt subs wei wuxian calls jiang cheng a stubborn duck and i dearly wish that had come back

my opinions on almost every character goes from love to hate u - Hmm Me Like U - BABY. ILY. and i am Very Pleased w that. its been a while since i loved such a complete cast so much i think

no really. i WONT go into a detailed rant abt what i love about each of these characters and each of their relationships to each other. but i COULD.

some lan disciples in the loudest whisper ever: YEAH THATS THE JIN BASTARD MENG YAO HEARD THE GOT SUPER HUMILIATED BY HIS DAD LOL SURE HOPE HE DOESNT TAKE SLIGHTS TO HIS CHARACTER TO HEART

lan xichen, immediately: i must Love him

being into problematic ppl is in the Lan genetics, we come to realize

wen qing deserves so many awards for so many things but not snapping and just stabbing wen chao is at the top

that scene at lan qirens class where wwx talks about using resentful energy to fight a violent spirit. exquisite.

It establishes Good Student lan wangji, wei wuxian as curious and questioning and not afraid of taboo, lwj sees that wwx is not, in fact, a dumb ass hes just a Dumbass, shows us the audience (esp. a western audience) how shocking the idea of disrupting the dead/dying and controlling resentful energy actually is, the theoretical foreshadow arguing, everyone else like ‘shUT UP’, “and how could you ensure that the resentful energy would obey you and not hurt other?” “well i havent thought that far” and of course, lan qiren just straight up lobbing a hard object at wwx head,. chefs kiss

fellas is it gay to bother the hot rule obessessed nerd from ur school and make drawings of him with flowers in his hair and then hide gay porn in his book to antagonize him and ask him to hold ur hand and be ur friend and talk to him all the time and get him drunk and give him bunnies bc you know he likes them and give him a lantern and always want his attention and dedicate yourself to getting him to smile-

and after all of that wwx rly said oh i Admire him, aksd like yeah we all were there in high school buddy

i have Learned. caves = gay.

accidental marriage +beint physically tied together with the sacred married ribbon+ gay panic+foreshadowing+bunnies! in the cave (1)

the story abt lan yi and baoshan sanren tho. i would like to see it

early days wen bros pull my heart strings like a guqin

EVERYTHING about the lantern scene; disaster hets jiang yanli and jin zixuan; how wwx made lwj a bunny lantern. how soft and touched lwj was. wwx gleefully pointing out he was smiling and lwj IMMEDIATELY PULLING HIW SWORD ON HIM LMAO. tragically foreshadowy promises to do right by pepople, living without regrets. lwjs 'oh no do i love him??' face. just. all of it.

i have it on good acc that in the novel lwj is explicitly Repressed Gay Panicked Big Horny which is delightful and rly Adds to the performance

baby lwj is really just conceal dont feel dont let them know u have EMOTIONS (derogatory)

jiang cheng rly went "why dont.u go play with HIM if u like him so much"

jc and wwx have big BIG annoying sibling energy dont think too hard abt it or youll cry

lotus pier is soo pretty :((((((((((((((((

up until episode 13 you could think this could be a magical ancient chinese gays pride n prejudice w swords and shenanigans ................youre just not prepared for the game of thrones of it all

seriously ha ha ha i cried so much w this show my eyes genuinely swelled up . like. physically. fun timez fun timez

that being said, its hilarious that wen xu goes to cloud recesses like 'come out or ill kill all these hostages' and then DOESNT WAIT FOR AN ASWER AND KILLS THEM ALL IMMEDIATELY. do u know how blackmail works sir

would like to make it recorded that from day one i was like 'CALL A GODDAMN CULTIVATION G20 THIS ASSHOLE SECT IS LITERALLY MASSACRING YALL!!' and it took them like 3 or 4 massacres to do anything and they STILL sent their heirs into their territory LIKE

when wwx cites the gusu lan rules to wen chao tho. that rebel/attention whore/cutie pie 'look lan zhan i DID memorize the rules after all' ‘also a big fuck you to the wen sect :D :D’ sweet spot that scene achieves . delicious

all the cultivator young masters being petty af even though they are practically prisoners at the cave is hilarious and i love them

hurt and comfort + gay mistunderstandings + watsonian gay declaration music + accidental evil acquisition! at the cave (2)

its like where do i start? the fact theyre both trapped and kind of heavily injured inside an isolated cave with a murder turtle? wwx gay panicking lwj into coughing up bad blood? lwj being jealous as wwx babbles abt mianmian? telling him he shouldnt play with people and wwx saying he never played him? wwx going Oh. I See what is happening. YOU like mianmian, and lwj absolute done face ??? (iconic) wwx touching the sacred married ribbon Again? the telepathic communication? the sword? WEI WUXIAN ASKING LAN WANGJI TO SING TO HIM AS HE IS PASSING OUT AND LWJ SINGING HIM. THE SONG. HE WROTE. FOR WWX. AND THAT HE CALLED. THEIR SHIP NAME????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????

they are SO insufferable pleeeeease

in the words of my friend 1 : “CQL is so gay we were all amazed how it got past the censors Ofc unfortunately it can't be novel level gay But they did their best And we love them for it”

in the theme of songs THIS OST. WUJI HAS BEEN LIVING IN MY MIND RENT FREE SINCE I FIRST HEARD IT the whole ost is so so sO beautiful.

the costuming in this is also soooo exquisite. the embroidery? the fabrics? the details? how every sect and clan has a distinct style and architecture? (also ik they based each off of dif periods in chinese history which is REALLY fucking cool) just chefs kiss

the direction too!. i enjoy the unusual camera movements and i think they give it that Vibe, also their composition is PARTICULARLY good when it comes to telling the subtext through position of camera/position of character (like nhs off to the side in scenes he at first glance doesnt need to be/ how lwj is often centered when hes Jealous Yearning at wwx being affectionate w other ppl, wwx return from burial mounds etc)

ik madam yu is like Badass Milf Check and shes not getting any mom of the year awards but im delighted at how messy she is. IMAGINE that woman on tiktok

you better have enjoyed gay cave (2) bc its Just Pain from here on out!

jiang fengmian and madame yu win the Most Dramatic Way to show they do care about each other, actually ..... ever :)

i thought jiang yanli jiang cheng and wei wuxian forcing themselves to escape yunmeng barely holding on after their parents are killed was going to be the height of pain in this show. ha.

the family dynamics in general on this showwwww, both blood/ adopted/ found families, brotherly bonds and lifelong friendships just. rly. truly. fucked me up. theyre all so important and complicated and well rounded and beautiful and tragic

and beyond being a Win For the Gays im so glad the relationships w wwx and jiang yanli/ wen qing were NOT changed from platonic bc they are so much better like that imo. like maybe if we didnt Live In A Society it wouldnt be so, but the fact wwx and others can love and value them so much and theres nothing romantic or sexual abt it is like. so refreshing. especially @ jyl, with the way he and jc are overprotective of her and shes such a nurturing/care taker figure for them, it would just not vibe as well if they made it romantic

i love that this is a story abt Wei Wuxian, the Yiling Patriarch aka Actual Satan/Boogey Man/Village With/Public Enemy Number One , my dude is literally a necromancer who only dresses in black and has evil smokey black tendrils wafting out of him, but the really edgy one is still jiang cheng, pastel purple fashion icon

and speaking of best/worst siblings wei wuxian and jiang cheng *immediately starts crying*

The Golden Core Transfer i just. no thots only tears

wen qing and wen ning putting themselves in so much danger just.... to help them. wn saving jc from wen chao. wq finding a way to get wwx to transfer his core. like thinking about the monumental work these two did to help wwx and jyl and jc... jyl trying so fucking hard to be strong and keep on moving and giver her little brothers comfort after losing everything... jiang cheng. losing his parents and his home and his ability to do anything abt it and his complete desperation and lack of self worth and turning on them with agression when he didnt realize all that they did for him ... hhhhhhhhhhhhh

me, pointing at the whole cast “i just LOVE them mom!!!”

its sad tho, that BARELY ANY of the women have like.... actual important conversations let alone relationships with each other at all in the story. and like wq and jyl have stayed at the same place for extended periods of time, where wq actively took care of her TWICE, and still! not one measly convo, nothing! ................ .𝓌ₕᵧ

everyone in this show need a good sip of Self Worth and Stop Sacrificing Yourself juice

ngl the sword flying looks very dumb

“a-cheng, please bring a-xian back.” “i will, i promise.” ;-;

the whole calling each other by the More Intimate Version of the name, first as teasing and later as true intimacy. mmmhmmm yes

untamed where everythings the same but wwx evil flute song is eoeo

related that scene when wwx comes back from the burial mounds for the first time w demonic cultivation and he acts all formal and calls lwj hanguang-jun and keeps being evasive and distant and mean and soooooo................. facetious

and how hes kind of desperately trying to keep intense lwj at bay (A FIRST) and avoiding actually talking to either of them and its all tension ughhh and then he MOCKS his and lwjs relationship, he jokes w him in this like... mean echo of their usual ~banter~ oof

and like!!! uncertain but so relieved jc who just HUGS him w no reservations for once and its not like he isnt just as worried as lwj abt wwx and what hes doing, but he chooses in that moment to enjoy getting him back first and mmhmMMMmMm yes (maybe my favorite scene in the whole show? MAYBE SO. )

highkey hurt me but also. i might be into mean wwx. i will take no criticism.

lan zhans sad eyes tho :(((((((((

on one hand i wish we could have seen what happened at the burial mounds but on the other the timeskip adds so much flair to his return so im hnnn

also i love that hes been missing for 3 months reappears kinda melancholic and bloodthirsty and knowing malign tricks and jc is like 'so. are u sad bc of lan wangji'

when ur bae survived the war but he thinks ur evil/ might be evil so you cant kiss :///

hmmm talking at the rooftop under the moonlight not mentioning everything that stands between usssss

they are the two jades of lan and we’ll be the two heroes of yunmeng is the type of line u dont even need to know whats gonna happen to know thats gonna be sad

when they fight wen ruoshan at the nightless city i thought that was the battle we see at the first ep and its not and its so easy and theyre all like ‘yayy we won go wwx!’ i was just. SCREAMS WHAT is gonna HAPPEN

so like. post burial mounds/sunshot campaign pre yiling patriarch wwx is like. ultra arrogant, ultra mocking, peak lil shit and it gave me e v e r y t h i n g i wanted

even tho having the wen prisoners at the targets at phoenix mountain and still having wwx and jzx shooting the arrows was???? so.... tone deaf

wwx: fucking w demonic energy jyl: he has never done anything wrong in his life, ever <3 <3 (mood)

the parallels between meng yao/wei wuxian (and even xue yang a bit?) are Seen and they are Valid

wwx post burial mounds: can yall SHUT UP abt the goddamn sword (suibian left the chat)

LIKE truly, we talk abt the angst and yearning with wangxian. but what abt wwx and suibian. xianbian / xianqing angst and comfort 100k

take a shot everytime someone coughs up blood

zidian is simply the coolest spiritual weapon rip to suibian and chenqing and bichen and sendou and baixa........ but tis the truth

cons: everyones families died in a nightmare war! everyones homes burned to the ground! everyone is traumatized! pros: everyone gets cooler clothes and weapons!!

wen ning and a-yuan and yanli bestest babes squad dont touch me rn

everyone: brooding and fighting wq and jyl: why dont you try some acupunture/drinking some soup and calm down huh? how abt that bitch??

showing the battle/massacre at the nightless city first was genius actually bc then everytime we have a cute scene w yunmeng bros and theyre like 'we'll be together forever! uwu' youre like oh. oh no. oh no no no.

justice vs lawfulness vs means and ends 👁

jc: stay in the right path and practice the art of the sword wx: yeah thats not gonna happen chief

my reaction to wwx renouncing to the sect politics to help the wens was just that elmo burning gif in succession

the dramatic rain. wen qing desperately calling out to wen ning. the ghosts/puppets killing the guards. how terrifying wn actually was while wwx was controlling him :( lwj goeing after him to try and stop him and then he just; he Sees him and understands him even if he cant actually do anything about it other than let them go.

“there must be somewhere in this earth we can go to :(((((((((”

"IF I HAVE TO FIGHT THEM, I'D RATHER IT BE YOU. DYING BY YOUR HANDS WOULD AT LEAST BE WORTH IT." oh my god oh my god oh my goooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooddddddd

also lwjs umbrella is white w black smoke.. . . nice

yiling patriarch / demonic farming burial mounds settlement is like one of my favorite concepts. they an "EVIL" FARMING COMMUNITY LED BY THE VILLAGE WITCH COME ON

they planted TURNIPS and LOTUS FLOWERS and ONE (1) baby and made lanterns and a common hall :(((((((

wen qing and wei wuxian, baddest bitches and genius science best friends i absolutely LOVED to see it. they rly went ‘is anyone gonna sibling/project partner that’ and didnt wait for an answer

both wwx and jyl getting lotus ponds at the burial mounds and in lanling bc they miss lotus pier ;;;;;;;w

;;;;; wish jyl had actually gone into the burial mounds. we were robbed of jyl and wq meeting again and jyl meeting a-yuan and seeing the settlement and the homes and all ;w; at least jc did go, stab wounds and broken arms and all

wwx like... having thrown his whole life away to help the wens (yeah the sect leaders and jin guangshan in particular wanting his stygian tiger amulet was an Element but still) and not.... necessarily regretting it, but grappling with all of the consequences of it... becoming moody and drepressed at times, missing his family and lotus pier and his friends and probably simply missing being around people and causing trouble, extrovert that he is, lashing out at the wens and at a-yuan, just in general the whole messiness of that experience

the way the resentful energy does affect his temperament is rly nice bc its not too in your face,(i mean outside of the Shaky Hands of Rage) but like he clearly has a much lesser control on his anger and impulsivity (tall order) than both before bm and after hes ressurected

on that note A-YUAN BABIEST BABY BOY BEST BOY

lan zhan being like oh hey there wei ying fancy meeting u and our son here. just passing by u know how it is hmmmmMm and then PLOT TWIST having defied orders to go see him and being punished for it. oof;;

they habent seen each other in like? a year? and now theyre tgt 10 seconds and are already parenting a child together

also lwj rly kneels down in the snow way too much to be healthy

wwx: calm down guyssss i wont lose control of demonic cultivation omgggg . spoiler alert: he loses control of demonic cultivation

did u enjoy cute children? good bc now the Real Pain Begins

jiang yanli and jin zixuan rly out there APROPRIATING both disaster gays AND bury ur gays huh ;w;

i KNEW jin lings birthday was gonna fuck something up but the GASP that left my body when wwx lost control of wn and killed jin zixuan .. . .

im sorry and thank you aaaaAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaAAAAaAAAAA

when wen ning and wen qing were telling wwx their plan i was saying NO NO NO NO NO NO out loud in despair

also can we talk abt how wq is definetely talking about only the both of them surrending themselves but then? everyone else just surrenders w them? IT MAKES NO SENSE LIKE WHY WOULD THEY what would be the Point

sometimes there are some pretty gaping jumps in logic and continuity that are just like ? ?

wwx: oh so when you try to murder me its justified but when i survive through dark magic and murder all of you its a "war crime"

unsurprisingly, his most feral, most spiraling moment talking to the sect leaders on the roof and attacking them and even fighting lan zhan is among my favorite scenes... its like, so painful to watch but also so thrilling (and maybe my wen bbs dying arose some resentful energy in me what can i say)

and its JUST, all they ever wanted was to do good but then... war. and trauma. and hubris.

jiang cheng on the ground clearly thorn between what to do and feel is a Mood, lets just say

i was already crying when jyl showed up, but if i wasnt-

i suffered SO MUCH through this series trying to figure out WHY jc would kill wwx. and when i understood. its somehow not as bad as i thought and also MUCH MUCH WORSE

a look into my group chat during the last flashback episodes:

SO ANYWAY. after the BLOOD BATH and RIPPING YOUR HEART OUT and FEEDING IT TO YOU the untamed goes ‘ayy back to the present!! tu du dud ud du’

literally it ends a quarter into an episode and then KEEPS GOING i had to pause and stare blankly at the ceiling for an hour

babie cultivators and detective soulmates . i do need some cute after All of That

(not that the pain is over LOL)

lwj is significantly less emotionally repressed in the present and its delightful. hes just ALL IN with wwx. and not just in the ‘i would and have killed various men and risked my reputation for you’ but also ‘ur tired here have a drink i brought it up cause i know u like it and it want you to be happy, always’

“when everyone praised me and wanted my power, you were the only one that challenged me. now that everyone hates me and wants me dead, youre the only one that stands by my side.” hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhnnnnnnnnnnnnnn

and just filling in the blanks how lan zhan searched for him. for all of those 16 years he searched for him and was punished for it and raised a-yuan, the only survivor of the burial mounds settlement, as his own in gusu......

and jiang cheng. being the tough love uncle . having raised the yunmeng jiang clan from the rubble all alone, his whole family dead, some of it on the blame of his own brother, his siblings, his closest friends gone.......and only jin ling there needing his guidance.

THE PARALLEL BETWEEN JIN LING BEING A LIFELINE FOR JIANG CHENG AND A-YUAN FOR LAN WANGJI AFTER THE BATTLE AT THE NIGHTLESS CITY

great now i made myself sad

and like . the fact! that lwj and jc dislike each other!!. jc projects blame onto him for wwx both “leaving” him and indirectly causing their families deaths and when hes so consumed by it he makes wwx an enemy, lwj is there now? trying to protect him?? and lwj, who can never understand the pain that wwx , indirectly or not put jc through, but who was right there when jc tried to kill him and will never allow him to hurt wwx again. and how they like. in a way project blame of their tragedies onto each other while dealing with some type of survivor guilt and in their own way still loving wwx through it all??? amd in way its kind of fundamentally selfish but also tragically understandable? and like when u put it against the fact that after he disappears during the sunshot campaign they were looking for him together and fought together??

JUST. THE CHARACTERS. AND THE RELATIONSHIPS IN THIS. MAN. UGH. GOD.

and like i think thats what makes it so good? its such a sad and painful and violent story, edgy even, but its compelling bc at the center of it there are all of these relationships and different types of love and hope and. :( i love it

enough crying lets talk abt wwx sleeping at the jingshi with lwj and wearing his under garment for a minute 🙏

jin ling just has that Was Raised by JC energy tho lmao i love him

babie cultivator squad is the perfect ammount of cute and comedic relief while still bearing the weight? of the narrative in a way, both from sizhui and jin lings existences, and also. like. how do i put this. they feel hopeful? they were born after a war, they came of age at a time of relative peace, they dont hold on so closely to the resentments of their parents/father figures, they are specifically shown as more accepting and open minded. and its like.... Hope for the future

one of the ?? things i love the most is the fact that the main cast are often in situations where theyre hunted/running but they like. never wear disguises... just going around in their gorgeous expensive clan clothes and hair ornaments and distinctive spiritual weapons.... maybe w a straw hat on, just for kicks

wwx teacher 🥺🥺🥺

so this is why its called Yi City Misery huh

a-qing is such. an icon. im so sad. my girl even knew to leave xys dumb self rotting by the road but no one listens to her thats why theyre all dead or sad

her and xue yang measuring each other up was so entertaining lmao

its the funniest thing when hes like. HERES MY SAD STORY. FOR WHY IM A SADISTIC MURDERER. I BROKE MY HAND ONCE.

like ok someone broke his hand in a horrible way, and like Poverty, i get it but also like.......... that lost the brunt of a proper sob story like, 50 sadistic murders ago bby

and i love that xingchen does not entertain that for a second hes like ‘not ?????? good enough???’ and the best thing is he wasnt even like 'u hadto be the bigger person' or sth but ' well then break that dudes hand back, rip his arm off for i care, what do the rest of us have to do w anything???”

anjo sensato :(

xue yang is like..... the sexy sadistic evil version of a himbo..... a meanbo...

the fucked upness of xy’s feelings for xxc/ xxc and sl feelings for each other... like my dude literally gave his bf HIS EYES. and xy getting so attached to xxc .... the fucked up fake domesticity.... having him hurt sl..... then desperately trying to bring him back ...................... oof

song lan........... literally had his eyes AND tongue removed, his bfs eyes put in place, was almost killed, turned into a puppet by his bf unknowingly, manipulated by xy, sees his bf killing himself in despair.... and STILL finds the strenght to get up from there, and keep on traveling and helping people and attempting to fix xxcs soul.......... like, my man. damn.

wangxian looking at songxiao and seeing an Actually more painful parallel for themselves. ft. that Color Coding.

THE A-YUAN/SIZHUI REVEAL PUNCHED ME IN THE HEART but in a good way for a change

should have know that he would be the Best Boy the cute one w all the braincells

the butterfly AND the bunny lantern. i see how it is

u know is very convenient that no one can see the stark black veins on wen nings neck, ever

BAT WEN NING

wns face when lwj comes into wwx room like ‘:0 omg did u two finally get your shit together? good for you master wei good for u’

(they didnt) (yet)

DISASTER DRUNK LWJ. JUST. THRUST SOME CHICKENS TO SHOW UR RESSURECTED BAE THAT U LOVE THEM.

i have absolutely no idea WHY they gave lwj the same punishment for fighting his own sect/allies to protect the burial mounds as when they got drunk on cloud recess class days.... like? its such a ... emotional continuity error again

also is lwj gonna get an actual friend besides wwx , ever

mianmian marrying and having a family and a cute life after saying FUCK U AND UR SYSTEM TOO in a much less unhinged and dramatic way than wwx......... fills me w joy

also lol the idea that like. her husband not knowing that shes friends w satan/the boogey man/the village witch is hilarious

i love nie mingjue bc hes the resident Though Guy but also the most dramatic bitch in this show and thats Saying Something

jin ling cant have one uneventful relative can he

the fact that everyone present already knew “mo xuanyu” was wwx at the stairs is so funny, their faces are like ‘oh............ wow. that. sure is a development. shock”

in the tradition of extremely loud whispers wwx tells lwj with twelve guards standing like one meter away from them: HEY PSH LAN ZHAN PRETEND IM FORCING YOU TO STAY W ME DO IT

oh my god oh my god

the absolute Yearning on his face when he leaves wwx and a-yuan at the burial mounds and refuses to stay for dinner was already Enough but the fact?? they brought it back?? to this declaration of love?? their expressions??????? strike me dead right now just go ahead

lFor Legal Reasons We Cant Kiss but we will have a very sappy declaration of love and trust and look at each other in way that is the actualization of 💞💘💗💖💓💘💞💗💖💘💗💖💕💞

also icb all the sect leaders and guards are standing there watching them say they like like each other with a dozen swords pointing at their neck

i enjoyed the depiction of the fickle public perception and how easily it can be used to scapegoat people. when the sect leaders turn on jgy and wwx knows thats its more for convenience than anything else...

poor lxc is literally like 'oh so when YOUR problematic boyfriend gets called evil its a misunderstanding but when its MY problematic bf-'

ok like i cant get over nmj let jgy play a song that messed with his temperament at all, like maN u KNEW he might be shady wth

wwx: “hey dont say anything bad abt lan zhan hes not an arrogant dick, thats just his face.

ME ON THE OTHER HAND"

the cultivators as wwx is poking holes in their narrative is literally *nazaré meme*

"wei wuxian-!" "what did i break your leg, too?" not to be problematic but i laughed so hard

not as hard as "you dont have the rank to talk to me " tho

i Enjoy that, over the course of story, wwx sees that... theres nothing truly to Do, but move on. he saw how his arrogance and his mistakes hurt others, and hes trying to fix what he can, but he already did die for his mistakes and there are things he cant fix and that's. just how it is. even towards jgy, the narrative doesn't go gleefully and completely with "lets make THEM pay bc theyre the big bad" bc its not that simple, and it wouldn't lead anywhere but more pain...

re him and jiang cheng and the wens and kinda. isnt that what nhs did? scheming to displace jgy out of revenge more than any justice and doing so in the most painful way?

idk if that actually makes sense im truly just babbling

i thought the scene at the lotus pond would be CUTE but the context was PAIN again

jiang cheng finding out about his golden core and his conflict with wwx at the guanyin temple .... destroyed me but in a nice way kinda.... same way it destroys him look at his face oh god

and. the fact??? he sacrificed himself for wwx?? first?? and he'll probably never tell anyone much less wwx???? keeps me up at night

i havent decided if the neckbreak transition between jgy does sth super Evil or does he he does OR Does He yes he does O R does heeeee is sth i dislike or not

jin guangyao and wei wuxians most interesting parallel is that... theyve both seen 'hmm hey this system is fucked up' and wwx went 'so fuck it all i will renounce it and challenge it' and jgy went 'so fuck it i will use all of it to my advantage and manipulate it to my goals and whims'

the fact jgys mom was actually great and he loved her and his whole issue w it was more than simply being ashamed of being a bastard kinda got me ngl

never trust a dude with a fan.

nhs and jgy: the first rule to a convoluted and decades spanning violent revenge plot is to have fun and be yourself!

when a-yuan finally FINALLY remembers ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;-;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;; wen ning has someone in his family back and a-yuan has someone to talk abt his wen family and wwx has him back bc he survived and lwj raised him anD HES THEIR SON. THEYRE MARRIED AND HAVE A SON. UGH.

and theyre allowed to heal. everyone is allowed to try and recover and be happy

netflix put all of the 3 endings on top of each other and it looks kinda weird actually BUT I DONT EVEN MIND :’’’’’’’’’)

the gasp that left me when lwj says ‘wei ying’ and wwx turns.........

there was also a screen with ‘thank you mxtx for creating these characters, we hope their wishes come true’ and i might. have cried then too. maybe.

that was . a ride. as is proven by this behemot of a ramble clearly i just really needed and Outlet. i am currently trying to convince dumb monkey brain to not consume the other medias of mdzs immediately bc i REALLY need to like. live. a life. and take care of real responsibilities. *longest oh boi ever*

#m.#ANYWAY #ENOUGH TALKING #THIS IS SO LONG #LOL #but whatever this is MY performative journaling i do what i want #rambling impressions abt what i watch is a thing i do now? apparently??#cql #untamed #the untamed #fun fact that chat is named 'k keeps on babbling abt the untamed' and it STILL wasnt enough #also it took me 15 episodes to realize lwj was yibo #IT WAS V SHOCKING #i did not recognize him at a l l #but in retrospect he WAS the perfect choice

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kirislut · 4 years

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kissing your doubts away

a/n: this honestly a self indulging drabble, (THIS TURNED INTO A ONE SHOT) to help me out and help me want to write again! but i also hope it can help you as well. also like kind of a part two to this drabble? but not really. also thank you @katsushimaa for giving me kirishima when i asked for a character to write for!

warnings: sad times, overthinking

friday nights. they’re supposed to be fun right? it’s finally the weekend and you’re able to relax, or party, or just do whatever you want really. but instead of doing any of that, or anything you wanted to do. you were in bed, hiding under your blankets and sulking.

so when your phone started to buzz and ring from getting a call, you just ignored it and let it stop on it’s own. recently thoughts of doubt began to flood your mind. you weren’t even sure why yourself, it was like a silent tsunami ready to crash at any moment. you were just bracing yourself now.

but what you weren’t bracing for was the sudden knocking at your door. you don’t remember inviting anyone to come to your dorm, besides wasn’t everyone else busy? once again you decided to just ignore it, and for a few seconds it was silent. then there was knocking again. yet you still gave no response.

soon enough you heard the door creak open slowly, and you didn’t see the tuft of red hair start to poke out from behind your door. “(y/n)?” kirishima’s eyes glanced around your room, thinking for a second you weren’t there until he saw the lump in the bed.

still not responding, the red head came into the room and shut the door behind him. he had been worried about you today. even if you thought no one had noticed that you were a little less smiley and joking as usual, kirishima noticed. he honestly didn’t know when he wasn’t staring at you. you were just always in his sight, even if you weren’t there.

“(y/n) are you okay? you didn’t answer the phone earlier.” hearing kirishima’s voice got your attention, you didn’t realize that he was the one to enter your room. and now panic was starting to spread throughout you. you couldn’t have him see you like this, even if he was your best friend. he didn’t need to burden more of your troubles.

“i’m fine kiri, just got some stomach pain that’s all!” you were trying to reassure the male, but part of you was trying to convince yourself as well. this was just a pain, if would go away eventually. it always did before so why wouldn’t it now? why did it feel so different this time?

kirishima on the other hand wasn’t convinced, you definitely weren’t fine. he sat himself down beside your hiding self, staring at your caved in form. “(y/n). you can talk to me, i’m always here to help you ya know?”

hearing his reassurance made your jaw clench tightly. of course you knew he was there for you, just as you were for him, but this time you didn’t want to depend on him. depending on someone is something you’ve gotten so used to. but now, now you’ve realized that maybe you shouldn’t always depend on them. if you were strong enough to defeat villains, then you could be strong enough to do this by yourself. right?

“(y/n) please? at least let me bring you some water.” kirishima was getting antsy to help you, the poor boy was fretting now. his instincts and gut feeling was telling him that you weren’t fine. so why wouldn’t you let him help you?

you knew that kirishima wouldn’t stop, he was a very determined person after all. almost stubborn. so, you just let out a hum as a response, with that the red head got up and quickly went downstairs to get you some water. which left you feeling a bit guilty since he was rushing, why was he making a big deal out of this. he didn’t even know what was going on.

he was quick to come back as well, didn’t want to keep you waiting after all. so when you heard fast paced footsteps enter your room, you pulled yourself out from under your blanket. and seeing you again definitely helped calm kirishima’s antsy nerves. you’re eyes didn’t look red or puffy so he knew you hadn’t cried at least. but he was currently smiling at the fact that you’re hair was ruffled up and how adorable you looked. was this how you looked in the morning? he wanted to see—

“um kiri are you going to hand me the water?” you cleared your throat, feeling a bit awkward under his gaze. he was just standing there and staring at you, not even trying to hide it. “r-right! sorry (y/n)!” he let out a nervous chuckle as he handed the glass to you. the red head sat himself on the edge of your bed as you took a sip of the water. you mumbled a small thank you as you took another sip of the cool liquid.

it definitely helped cool your body down, honestly it was getting warm under that blanket, but it didn’t work as well for cooling your mind. as you set the glass down on your bedside table, you looked at your lap. you weren’t sure if you should say something but you could feel that kirishima definitely was trying to say something. it was like the air was holding its breath as well, kirishima’s words being its exhalation.

“(y/n), what’s really going on? i know i shouldn’t push it but i’m worried about you.” exhale. even if the tension was gone in the air, you didn’t feel any less tense sadly. “kiri, i’m fine really! i just, i guess i’m having one of those days.” kirishima saw that you were slowly opening up to him, even if you didn’t think of it. you had just admitted that you weren’t fine, even if you previously said you were.

“one of those days?” he asked, trying to coax the words right out of you. “ya know, those days when you’re just kinda sad.” there it was, the reason. at least the beginning of it. he gave a little nod of understanding, pausing for a moment to see that you were still looking down. then he saw little droplets falling down one by one, when had you started crying?

you weren’t even sure yourself, but the second you started to talk about how you were sad. the tsunami came crashing down and the flood gates busted wide open. there was no holding it back now.

a quiver ran down your body as words just started to flow right out. “kirishima i, i’m actually not sad. i’m terrified. absolutely scared out of my mind. everyone is so amazing and progressing. they are stepping towards their goals s-so quickly i feel like i’m being left in the dust. what if i can’t do it too? w-what if my dreams never become a reality and..a-and i disappoint everyone. i could f-fail at any moment and never be able to accomplish what i desire..”

hearing your voice waver and break, and seeing the droplets of tears turn into streams absolutely wrecked kirishima’s heart. of course he didn’t know that you had been carrying these thoughts, but it still surprised him. the red head couldn’t quite comprehend how you could doubt yourself so much, you were always so amazing in his eyes. he was about to reach out to you, but you noticed his hand and leaned back.

“i’m so sorry kirishima! i-i didn’t want to burden you with all this. i know it’s silly and pathetic, and very unmanly of me. besides you already deal with so much of my problems before you didn’t need to deal with anymore. i didnt want your getting tired of me and my problems—“ as you leaned away from the touch you started to vigorously wipe away you’re still running tears. so you didn’t notice as kirishima’s hands came towards you once again.

he gently pulled your own hands away from your face, cupping you’re cheeks and kissing your lips. he just had to stop you from continuing on about him being upset with you. kirishima would never, ever be upset with you over something like this.

he conveyed all of that into his kiss. which you were at a loss of words for, you were stunned under his touch. how could he have so much love for you, and how have you never known?

kirishima pulled away slowly, part of him never wanted to part from your lips but he needed to console you first. “(y/n) i never want you to think that you burden me. i’m you’re best friend after all! besides that i’m more than certain you can obtain your dreams with ease. please try not to doubt yourself, even if it’s hard. but i’m always here for you, always.” he still held your face in his hands, even with slightly calloused hands his touch was ever so soft.

his words, his touch, his loving gaze. it was all so much that it made you feel like a fool. how have you never noticed this before. emotions seemed to overwhelm you again, and once again you were crying. it seemed another wave came crashing down, but this time filled to the brim with so many feelings of love and gratitude.

unfortunately for kirishima he didn’t know this, and was panicking to see you cry again. though seeing you smile definitely calmed his returning antsy nerves. of course you were smiling, for so many reasons sure but the main one was because of the boy right in front of you.

how he could steal your lips and your negativity away so easily was beyond you, but it didn’t matter right now. “thank you kiri, i promise i’ll depend on you if i ever feel like this again.” you nuzzled your face into his touch, still smiling. “and, i suppose i owe you something.” you removed kirishima’s hands from your cheeks and copied his placement but on the red head’s face instead. for a moment you saw how his cheeks flushed red as you moved closer to him then connected your lips with his.

you returned all the feelings he had given to you in the previous kiss, making sure that he felt just as loved as you did. as you finally pulled away, kirishima had just the biggest grin on his face. he was just filled to the brim with joy, you loved him back. “i’ll always be your rock, got that (y/n)?” you gave a little giggle as you nodded in response, partly because of his little joke but mostly because now you knew. you knew that if you ever doubted yourself again, kirishima would always be there to help you fight your own villains.

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mysterious-masked-man · 4 years

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Now what I'm about to tell you sounds outrageous, and might be disturbing, but it's something that happened to me, and even though it was brief, I can't feel at peace until I tell you what's going on.

I'm a big fan of the online animated show, Epithet Erased. As such, I'm a huge peddler of fan content, indulging in other people's edits, fanart, and OCs, and creating my own. I dont share any of it, not with anyone online that I don't know. I am a good editor though, and I get asked to help edit compilations a lot by my friend, who's name I wont tell you for privacy reasons. They've asked me to edit silly little compilations out of raw material they send me, usually just of funny thing their favorite characters say.

This is the reason why I wasn't that perturbed to receive a video file over email from an unknown person. Their email was "[email protected]", and even though it's just a bunch of random letters, I didnt think anything of it. I myself have some weirdly named emails because I like getting free trials of stuff over and over, and I only remembered the name because I copied it to include in a message to said friend, asking if they'd sent someone who needed editing my way. I didnt get a response, but I decided to open the file anyway, just to watch it and see what was up.

It looked like content I'd already seen before, and since the thumbnail was of Sylvie in the museum, I immediately recognized it as the beginning of the 3rd episode. I watched through it, and nothing really stood out. For a moment, I had thought someone really just sent me the third episode as a .MOV file. The battle between Sylvie and Giovanni and Molly began, and everything went on like normal. Right up to the part where Giovanni was batting Molly on the head with a ball of yarn, it was all how it should have been, and I laughed at the joke the same as I always did. Then, Giovanni tossed the yarn, hit it with the bat... and things started to diverge from there.

First off, the ball didnt just bounce off of Sylvie like it did in the original. He flew right off screen, and that's when I had become confused. It had already been edited, it seemed to me, so I became confused as to why it was sent to me.

Giovanni said something like "wow, that worked? I didnt think it would", and I realized I hadn't actually heard that line before, or if I had, the inflection was different. I'm autistic and this is a special interest of mine, so I've watched the whole series over again nearly a million times. I could probably recite the first episode word by word if you asked me. As the dialogue continued, it became more apparent that these were professionally recorded lines from the original voice actors.

I got really excited, thinking or hoping for a moment that it was like, a leak of some first-draft content. I didnt even think about how weird it was that it was just something I'd gotten in an email. I paused the file and tried to exit my editing program to tell my friend, but my computer wouldnt let me exit the program. It's old, so this isnt unusual. I pulled discord up on my phone to tell my friend, and that's when I'd noticed they replied to my message earlier. They told me that they hadn't told anyone my email, and to not open the file, because it was probably a virus.

I told them that I had ended up opening the file, and that it was of epithet erased, but it was different. For a while, they thought I was pulling a prank on them, but I told them it was really well done, and the voice acting was too spot on to be fan made. They *demanded* I send the clip to them when I finished watching it, and I promised them I would.

I continued playing the video, and molly and Giovanni walked over to where Sylvie had fallen over. Molly suddenly became very upset, shouting and crying. Giovanni had to drag her away. The acting was spot on, and I was seriously disturbed. I couldnt imagine what it was that made Molly react like that. Giovanni pulled her out of the room, shushing and cooing at her as she struggled and kept crying. As they left, the camera didnt move, and the music had faded. It stayed at the exact angle for another few minutes. I don't actually know how long, but I couldnt skip forward, even though I tried. Actually, I couldnt view a preview of the video when I hovered my mouse over the bar at the bottom like I usually can. I could move the mouse over the line and see it was still playing, though. I tried to pause it, but for some reason it couldnt pause anymore. I decided since nothing was happening, I could just pull out my phone and text my friend about it.

I told them about all that I had seen so far, and they told me it might have been an original storyline that was just way too dark. Then I asked them why it was sent to me. They said they didnt know. I set my phone down, and looked back up at the computer, then froze.

Because I was staring at my phone, I missed it, but there was a clip of Sylvie on the ground. It was a sprite that was unlike his usual slouch/laying down sprite. This was about the time I knew something really fucked up was going on.

The ball of yarn had lodged itself into sylvie's eye. I could see the glass had broken, and the yarn ball was seriously deep in his face. Glass stuck out of his eye socket and his cheek, and blood dripped down his face, pooling down the sides. His head was also tipped back a little, and with the blood seeping into his hair and up his head, the back of his head must've split open, too. There was a dragging mark down the wall, and the origin point was a huge red splatter where he probably got thrown into the wall.

The sprite wasn't static like they normally are. Sylvie shivered and his chest would rise and fall with his shaky breath. I was honestly grossed out by how far this had gone, but it was like I couldnt stop watching. I knew it wouldnt pause anyway. I was too scared to message my friend, because I thought it might change again.

It might have gone on for another minute, just Sylvie breathing and bleeding, until he just stopped. There was no sudden flail, no cough or sputter, he just stopped breathing, and there was no more shuddering. After he stopped, it only took a few seconds for things to start happening. The flames started up again, like they did when he used nightmare fuel on molly, and the fire alarm went off. It cut right to Mera panicking about the fire alarm, and hitting indus with a crowbar.

I was so jarred by how this became normal again, I actually didnt believe it had happened for a second. I didnt believe they would just... kill a character like that. I didnt know what was going on.

Things didnt stay the same though. Before Mera could even find the amulet, Molly and Giovanni ran into the room. Molly looked shocked to the core, and Giovanni was really panicky. Mera made Indus apprehend them both. Indus went on his whole spiel about barriers, but Giovanni and Molly never finished the punchline. He did eventually trap them, and Mera found the amulet. She admired it, and put it on. As she walked towards Molly, Giovanni tried to escape his containment to stop her, but Molly actually looked more panicked when he called out to her. Mera extended her hand, and lifted Molly up.

The sound cut out for the next few moments, but you could tell a really awful noise alerted all 4 of them, and it must have been loud, because the screen shook. The camera panned over to the entrance, which had been blocked by rubble. The roof caved in, trapping everyone inside of he storage area. The sound returned, and there was audio of molly crying, but her sprite wasn't matched up to that audio. It moved as if she was speaking, and characters would reply, but her crying would be playing over it.

The room filled with white fire, and the fluid animation that usually appears at the end of arcs began. Mera, Indus, Giovanni, and Molly were all silhouetted by the fire, but the focus was on a figure that walked through the flames. It was obviously Sylvie. As he was illuminated though, you could see he was different. It was as if he had been grayscale. His skin was white, the clouds and decoration on his coat and pants that would have been teal were all dark gray, and everything else was varying shades of gray. His hoodie and his glasses, however, were red. One eye was red with a black sclera, and drooped. The other was pure black, and the glass of the glasses were cracked. Blood dripped from that eye, and from his mouth. The back of his hair was adorned with a ring of red.

You remember how I said there was audio of Molly crying overlapping everything else? When sylvie appeared, it stopped for just a second, and then grew more panicked. It was loud enough to drown everything out, and I couldnt hear what anyone else was saying. Molly just sobbed and screamed. There wasn't even any music, just that. Sylvie didnt say anything. He just stood as the flames grew closer to the four.

Indus shouted something, then ran at Sylvie. Before he could reach him, there was a spark of red dust, and he stopped. The back of his head exploded, and he fell forward. Another track of molly crying began playing over the current one. Mera looked around for a quick escape, but I guess she just got too panicked, and she ran right into the flame. She fell down in it, and i could see her silhouette burning and clawing at her skin, which was flaking off in the fire. Yet another track of molly screaming and crying played over the two, and it was beginning to get discordant.

Giovanni brandished his soul slugger doom back, taking a step back. His eyes filled with tears, watching as Sylvie approached. His grip on the bat tightened and it shook as an extension of himself. Giovanni let go of the bat and fell to the floor on his knees.

All the tracks of Molly crying cut off as Sylvie reached down, and picked up the bat. Giovanni bowed his head, and Sylvie threw the bat to Molly. Her eyes full of tears and her gaze averted, she picked up the bat and swung it down hard over Giovanni's head. There were a few frames where the bat collided with the back of his head, but then the screen went black. The audio continued to play. I didnt catch a lot of what was happening, because I began to feel this awful pain in my neck that caught my attention.

At first, it wasnt very specific. It was just an ache at the very top of my spine, like I'd been sitting funny. I heard molly crying again, and crackling fire. Then the pain got worse, and there were police sirens. The last thing I really heard clearly was percival reporting something to her radio, about being at the scene and finding the body of "an adolescent boy" in the museum, which I assumed to be Sylvie. The pain became unbearable - it was like someone was driving a nail into the base of by neck. I closed my eyes. I couldnt see the video anymore, anyway. As I focused on the feeling, I realized it was becoming more specific. My breathing cut short, and at first I thought I was having a panic attack, but it became more apparent that there was a pressure on my neck, like a hand squeezing my throat harder and harder, nails digging into my skin.

I lurched forward and turned my computer off. Once it was off, the feeling vanished, leaving a small ache in my throat. I coughed and wheezed, and the actual panic attack began to set in. I turned my swivel chair, expecting to see someone behind me, since it felt distinctly like I had been choked, but nobody was there. I grabbed my phone and fell onto the couch, hiding under a blanket as I fell deeper into a panic attack.

Once I was calm (or once it was over, anyway), I messages my friend and told them about what happened. They didnt actually believe any of it, and they thought I had been pranking them. I swore up and down that it was real, and I still do, but they demanded proof. So I had to turn my computer back on.

I got the courage to turn it on again about half an hour later. The file was no longer open, because the program closed when I turned my computer off. I tried to open it again, but I got an error box titled "Oops! An error has occured", and the box read "you weren't supposed to see this." When I checked the email again to download it and send it to my friend, I'd gotten a response from Lptnmjngaeprkfl that just read "sorry. That wasnt for you. Don't watch it again okay? I'm so sorry." No matter how many times I tried to message Lptnmjngaeprkfl I never got a response, and every time i downloaded the .mov file, it wouldnt open. If i tried to send it to my friend, it would crash my phone or computer, and the message would never send.

To this day, I'm still not really sure what I saw. I kind of wondered if it was possible for some other people to contact the creator and see if they would respond. I got my friend to message them, but they didnt respond at all. I'm hoping they respond to someone. Please, message [email protected] and tell me what you find out.

#epithet erased #long post #lptnmjngaeprkfl #tw blood #tw gore #tw death #tw fire #tw murder #tw panic attack #tw choking #creepy #sylvie ashling #[email protected]

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tumblunni · 5 years

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Stuff to appreciate:

* the pokemon theme remix sounding like football/rugby/otehr sports tourney music! we’ve seen it confirmed that there’s poke-football here so i hope they do reference rugby too and maybe some hockey? we’re honestly a really sports mad nation, tho not as much as america perhaps

* All the lil touches of random normal british stuff that i just TOTALLY MISSED the first time watching cos well its fuckin normal for me lol! im just realizing this is the first time ive seen a house have a wheelbarrow out front in a pokemon game. do other countries just not have as many wheelbarrows or do you like to hide them or somethin?? HOW DO YOU GARDEN! we like wheelbarrows so much there’s several characters in old kids shows thatre just a wheelbarrow, and lots of grandmas like to keep broken wheelbarrows and turn them into plantpots just for the aesthetic of wheelbarrows. Also welly boots!! what do people even call them in other countries cos wellingtons is a very british thing right?

* other nice touches: route signs being like our traffic signs LOL IM CONSTANTLY GONNA MISTAKE THEM FOR A SPEED LIMIT, a lot of those nice pastry crust lookin turf-roof cottages even tho sadly they arent super common anymore nowadays, generally showing a LOT of different british housing architecture like even got the old london double chimney stack things!

* oh man they even got those ground staircase things what is even the name of those actually? i always like the aesthetic of country villages that are more in harmony with nature and it sucks that so much of britain is more industrialized instead nowadays

* BIG BAGS like lol i was going OMG IM SO GLAD THE PROTAGONIST FINALLY HAS A BIG BAG even before i realized it was britain like wow is that a stereotype about us that we carry giant bags everywhere cos thats fuckin true. ‘tardis purses’ are really common amoung anyone who doesnt use backpacks, like everything has to be hybridized with a backpack somehow or else u wear a cardigan just cos stupid modern clothes aint got good pockets FUCKIN HELL I COULD FIT A WHOLE HOUSE IN A CARDIGAN i still remember how in high school i cut a hole in the bottom of my pockets so i could stuff things into the entire lining of the jacket and basically wear a bag like OH i just realized this stereotype must be really old and maybe thats legit where the tardis/mary poppins/d&d’s bag of holding actually came from? you ask for literally goddamn anything on a train in britain and someone’s gonna pull it out of apparantly nowhere, being prepared is just a Thing here

* lol they cant really show how much Pub Culture we have over here in a kids game probably? like we’re one of the world’s biggest consumers of alcohol and HOO BOY, drunken riots are a frequent occurance along with the sports obsession. also over here we straight up dont have non alcoholic cider and i was REALLY CONFUSED that america ONLY has non alcoholic version like i DIDNT KNOW IT EXISTED so i just thought they gave their kids beer?? cider festivals over here are real fun, its part of how ‘pub culture’ is kinda an all ages thing even if the kids cant drink the stuff. like there’s all fun farm events and kids rides and bbq and stuff at a cider or ale brewing town festival thing. and basically the difference between pubs and more american style bars is that pubs are..like.. homey? they really are just the ‘jrpg tavern’ thats a thing of old history in america. its more of a hangout spot thats open all day and is more spacious with comfy seating and they do food and gardens and stuff. its common to bring kids to a pub during the day and its only in the evening that its adults only, which is kinda arbitrary cos i mean they still sell booze in the mornings its just that its ONLY booze in the evenings and the family meal kitchens close. also in the mornings they still have all the gambling machines turned on and lol as a kid my dad used to plonk me down on them so i could ‘play games’ while he talked with his friends. it was extra funny how the european gambling laws made them take the game corner out of pokemon cos i knew what a slot machine was even before i played pokemon and i was like 4 when it came out XD

* yay for big fancy libraries and museums!! i hope maybe they also show buses and trains? its generally a thing that we have more extensive and well funded public transport and buildings than america. like no offense but i was fuckin FLOORED when i learned that there’s whole states that have no trains! like over here buses and trains are used even more than cars! having even one single place unreachable by bus is enough to cause protests! also maybe have some hospital themed gym leader to symbolise good healthcare but honestly they could have put that in ANY of the regions so far except for unova. srsly im always so scared for my american friends cos of that...

* IS THAT A FUCKIN REUSEABLE CARRIER BAG?? like what a weirdly specific thing to reference! do other countries have the carrier bag tax too?

* also LOL putting stickers on the back of the wardrobe!! thats such a brit kid thing, whenever u move to a new place and it has furniture included you’ll always turn something around and see a bunch of stickers someone left from years ago. it was alwyas funny as a kid to see which ones got wrecked in the move, i dunno why a headless bugs bunny was the height of my afternoon at age 9

* Weird notice: this house looks a lot like the Old Chateau from sinnoh? except obviously its more modern and not abandoned and all. makes me think that the dub kinda hecked up by calling the place french and it might have been intentionally meant to be british? its just called a ‘foreign style house’ in japanese, not a chateau.

* ALSO SINNOH FEELS! please bring the minigame back! i always felt an odd kinship with oreburgh town as a kid cos the town i grew up in was also a former mining town that turned from a capitol city port into absolute disrepair after the industrial boom ended. struggling to find a new identity and mostly getting by on tourism value of the mines and all. so makes me think this is actually legit a wales town and maybe even cardiff in particular? or other former mining towns of britain. cos having an extensive cave network thats completely unused and youre just allowed to walk around in it like its no big deal = honestly 100% accurate, the underground minigame would completely fit us. i wonder if japan really does have a similar case of the mines all being 100% abandoned and only repurposed into history museums and travel routes?

* this npc is cute and also i appreciate the accuracy to school uniforms over here! this is usually what its like for primary school (i think thats elementary in america?) and itd be in different colours for different schools and have the school badge on the left side there. and summer uniform is often just taking the jumper off and then the shirt underneath also has the same logo on it. but in my school as a kid they annoyingly made us buy a whole separate set of identical shirts but in a different colour to indicate summer uniform like GEEZ DUDE its already expensive enough! made more sense in high school where winter shirts are button up blouses like suit jackets and its only summer that gets a regular cotton shirt. but there you also wear blazers (kids’s suit jacket) instead of jumpers, and jumpers are optional if it gets extra cold but its more of a light cardigan style instead. also boringly every damn school’s colours are black blazers except like one or two rare exceptions. i got extra unlucky and the two high schools i went to also had red shirts so i kept getting them mixed up until i noticed the wrong logo halfway thru the day

* hey lol literally the park behind my house. we get real shitty weather here and i actually kinda hope maybe umbrellas are something we could pick in character customization?

#pokemon spoilers

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discordant-daydreams · 6 years

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valkyrie rosin: enter

i had done this for school about one of my ocs i have been trying to develop since 2013 but turns out i didn’t need to. I’m posting it here so it was worth it also because i am proud of it! please enjoy!

I had been napping. It was a hot summer day, well it was spring but it felt more like summer, and I had nothing better to do. Napping was always interesting. Whenever i napped i had dreams, No not dreams, nightmares. They were always the same thing, my village was being destroyed. I always wake up panicking and honestly who wouldn't. I've talked to others about it and they always say that it's just my internal fear of becoming leader of our village but that feels wrong. I feel it is a warning like someone telling me something bad is going to happen. In the dream an evil shadowy man with glowing red eyes is destroying the village. At the end he always says i told you. Today was no different.

“Val! Wake up! We’re gonna have another race and you are still the winner!” i hear my older brothers voice. We are a race of shifters, a species that looks human but can transform into two other species, and i can become a horse or swan hence the name valkyrie. My brother a bear and a wolf. He hasn't gotten a name yet and he doesnt really want one. We are given normal names at birth, mine being rosin his being beamard but id rather valkyrie. So many people struggle on remembering how to say rosin that its just easier to go with valkyrie. I groan in annoyance and get up.

“You know I’m going to win if you allow the use of abilities, right? I can become a horse!”

“Yeah but eric is gonna join us today”beamard remarks with a smirk

“Oh no,” my brother laughs pats my shoulders and walks to the location

“So you have the same dream?” he says with genuine worry. I frown and nod. There's a silence for a while as we make our way towards the venue. My brother gives the normal rundown of rules. No inflicting pain on another, no cheating, yada yada yada. We start to take on our fastest forms and i notice hesitation on my brothers face.he glances towards me and forces a smile and mouths that he is fine. I raise an eyebrow and stay guarded.

Me and bee have been talking a lot about the history of our species and how it has been forgotten. We used to be able to shift into anything but we had to know the species very well and practice. We used to use it just to change our appearance slightly or prepare for battles and such but some wanted more. Our village got greedy and tried to learn any species possible so we could have the upper hand and the humans didn't like that. They never liked us because we are different but i get that. I understand how it feels. Some species scare me and my first reaction is to react unfavorably so i understand if they want to attack us. The humans asked us to agree to learning no more identities and we accepted it well reluctantly. My parents didn't like having their freedom taken away and neither did I when i learned.

My brother takes on the form of a wolf, Eric a falcon and me well i did something different. I tried a thoroughbred horse instead of a friesian. I probably would have been stopped had i not waited till the last minute. The cap gun goes off and we took off. I knew i was doing the wrong thing but man the adrenaline i was feeling was unreal. It was amazing. We all make it to the end but i zoomed to the finish line last minute and won. I was cheering having my own celebration but no one else was cheering.

“Ah c’mon guys don’t be sore losers it was only a-”

“Rosin how could you! You know that's forbidden! Are you trying to get us killed!” beamards shouts as he grabs my shoulders shaking me. The terror he is feeling was tangible and i looked up at him frowning.

“I-i thought it would be fine if it was just a different breed im sorry… im sorry! I don't want to get you killed! Im sorry!” as i begin to cry beamard softens and realizes he reacted harshly.

“Im sorry val i just worry i don't want anything to happen to you and honestly they wouldn't punish an entire village for an 8 year old’s curiosity.” somethign about the way he spoke felt fake and wrong but i just brushed it off and ignore it. we hug and our friends declare me the winner again. I convince them to all go out for ice cream by saying bee would treat them. He frowns and says fine and i laughs. Everything is nice and fun again and after ice cream w get home for dinner with our family. My parents seem oddly serious and beamard steps behind me. Dad nods at beamard and sighs.

“We know beamard you don't have to say anything i want you two to grab your dinners and go to the basement.” beamard nods and grabs our plates and heads off nudging me forward. I stand firm and glare at my father.

“No i will not! All day everyone has been acting.. Off? Weird? I cant describe it! Whatever it is im tired of it! Stop leaving me out!” beamard just quietly says please as i yell at my parents. Was it wrong of me to yell probably. Had i known what i know now would i have yelled? I wish i could say no but knowing myself the answer is still, probably. My father and mother kneel in front of me and frown grabbing my hands and say,

“Sweetie i know you want answers but please you have to trust us. We will be joining you two in the basement soon!” i frown, nod, and hug them and follow beamard to the basement. We eat our dinner in silence both too worried to speak. I suddenly remember my dream as it plays back in my head and i start crying as i realize.

“Beamard? The humans, they are trying to exterminate us aren't they?” he looks at me shocked but then nods and gestures for me to come over. I do and we huddle together hopeing for the best. “So my dream was correct… that really sucks.” i try so hard to keep my emotions under control but its hard. We hear screams outside and magic. we feel rumbling as homes are destroyed. The home we knew for years being reduced to ruble. The village i was to lead some day, no more. Everything we knew was being ripped from our grasp just because humans don't understand. Beamard looks down at me frowning.

“Rosie please don't hate the human. Please promise me you will stay open minded with them. Not all of them are terrible. Not all of them intend to destroy those they are confused about. Please keep your kind loving heart and promise me if anything were to happen to me that you wont change. That you wont let the hatred consume you. Please remember that i love you-” the door blasts open and a short winged humanoid comes in. they are wearing a cloak so we are unable to see what they look like but they are pale almost pinkish in hue. The vibes they give off are feelings of unsatiable blood lust and a hunger for violence. They send chills up my spine and i have the urge to run away. My brother grabs me and runs to the farthest corner of the room where he left his sword. I hiss through my teeth. Why didnt he have his sword on him? I draw my sword and approach “rosin no!” beamard jumps in front of my his sword clattering to the ground. There is a bright indigo light and it goes through my brother and reaches me. I an feel a searing pain from my left shoulder down to my hip and i wince, gritting my teeth. As i look forward to check on my brother all i can see is a pile of glittering crystals where my brother once was. I lose my composure for a moment and weep, collapsing where i stand, nd then regain it tearing off the crystals forming where the wound is.

“You arent a normal 8 year old are you? Youve prepared for this.” the person says with an unsusual voice. Its higher and friendly. One you would here and think of an innocent childlike individual. “A normal 8 year old would have been too afraid of the danger let alone the threat of death. They did warn me that you are an intelligent individual but i thought that meant for an 8 year old.”

“Yeah well you don't know our species then.” i get up draw my sword careful to make sure they arent looking and charge at them driving my sword through their middle and then using a match to light their wings. I didnt expect it to do much but they panicked and managed to break their wing. I oull my sword out and run away. As i am running i see the village i once knew. It was on fire. The cause? A grey dragon whose face was the angriest ive seen. The dragon made eye contact with me and it seemed to be appologizing. I run into the forest leaving a trail of blood. I find a cave and settle down when i hear a voice. The voice of a child about my age.

“Hi there my name is uh alex, we’ll go with that, um why are you in my cave?” i frown out of it.

“My village was just destroyed can you not see?” the child pauses and smirks. The smirk makes me go cold

“Oh yeah i forgot. I did warn you though.”

#valkyrie rosin #valkyrie #writing #shape shifters #shifters #beamard #angst #demons #yeet

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connormurphy98 · 6 years

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@yourbrother-crutchie @dearevanhansensecretsanta

Hello sweet child! First of all merry christmas/ happy Hanukkah/ happy holidays Charlie!!💕 I love your blog and I hope that after this we could maybe talk! Hope you enjoy 💙 sorry it's so late! I have been at my grandparents with no Wi-Fi for 2 days 😭 I hope you enjoy 😍😍

"Pleaseee Evan! Come out with me! It's the first real snow fall of the year. You know that the ice rink is ready. We skate every year together." Zoe begged me. We met in year one before we were sorted into different houses.

I always knew that I would be sorted into Hufflepuff, but when the hat was placed on my head, I remember feeling very calm about the fact that I could also be sorted into Slytherin.

Zoe was a Gryffindor. I knew it the moment I met her. Despite us being in different houses, she is my best friend, and I love her more than anyone.

I snap back into reality, and back to the conversation I was having with her. "And your brother is coming with us?" I squeak out. It isn't that her brother was scary... he was just very.... intimidating. Yes, that's the word. He always walked with such a drive and purpose that it was very powerful to watch.

"He has a really hard time making friends Evan. It's the least I could do. What's the worst thing that could happen? It's just our regular annual ice skating! Me, you, Alana, Connor and now Jared." She said cheerfully.

"Jared too??" I raised my eyebrow at her. Jared was my friend when we were younger, before we came to Hogwarts. Since he was sorted into Slytherin, he's basically avoided me, but always acts like we are best friends over the summers.

"Yeah, he and Connor have actually been talking lately. And he's friends with both of you, so I was hoping that would make you more comfortable with it?" She gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes and was basically begging me to go with her tonight.

"Okay, fine, but you're making hot chocolate after." I gave in and grabbed my skates and my winter gear.

Zoe was beyond giddy when I finally accepted her offer. The snow outside was large and fluffy, and coming in plenty supply. I couldn't wait to go out and play in it. Zoe has that way of drawing the excitement out of me. It must be her smile. It's subtle, and it makes me feel like I'm a part of a secret. It's literally perfect.

We walk to the main doors where Alana, Jared and Connor are meeting us. The closer we get, the more anxious I feel about talking to Connor.

I've never really spoken to him much. Just the odd "Hello" in passing to be polite because he was Zoes brother.

The only person that knows about me being bisexual is Zoe. She also knows that the reason I'm so intimidated by Connor is because of how attractive he is. She keeps doing things like this so that we can talk. I don't know why I finally caved now.

"Heyyy guys. It's about time!" Jared said awkwardly hugging Zoe. "You're late, but that's alright." Alana chimed in. "Lets go." Connor mumbled.

He looked very to himself. Even more than I am and I didn't think that was possible. Maybe it will be easier to get to know him. "So what are you doing over the holidays?" I ask Connor while we walk towards the frozen pond. "Nothing really. Just basic Christmas stuff. How about you?"

His answer were short and clear, but I could hear the want in his voice. The want for human connection. "Oh my mom and I celebrate Hanukkah! It's my favourite time of year honestly. All my friends celebrate Christmas so I've also started to, but I like the intimate celebration between my mom and I." I didnt realize I was rambling until we get to the pond.

"Sounds fun. You'll have to explain Hanukkah to me sometime. If that's alright?" I nod my head enthusiastically. I was a lot less anxious talking to him than I had anticipated.

"Ev!!! You may need to be my support system so I can get adjusted to skating again!" Zoe said to me as she started to lace her skates on. "Why would I expect anything less?"

Before I know it, we are all skating and having fun. Zoe and I are skating laps and Jared is trying to impress Alana, but she's performing way cooler tricks than him. I look over and see Connor getting frustrated as he keeps falling and picking himself up every 2 minutes.

I skate over to him fast and offer a hand out for him. "Would you like some help?" I offer. He looks offended that I would even ask him that. "I'm fine. It's just been a while." He says and slides as he tries to stand. I catch him mid fall and we are in a position where I have him dipped.

As soon as I realize what position we have going on, I want to let go, but instead I pull him back to standing. "See..... not that hard. Just uh... let me know if I can help Connor." I gave him the best smile I could muster up and skate back to Zoe.

"Thank you for trying." She says whole heartedly. "I really appreciate it." We start to speed skate straight down the middle of the pond when I feel a slight tug on my skates and I fall down hard on the ice.

"BEAT YOU HANSEN!!" Zoe yelled from the finish line. I hear Jared laugh hysterically "EAT SHIT HANSEN LOOOL" He yelled at me from where he was with Alana.

Connor looked at me and smirked. He started to skate slowly away. That smirk made me physically want to drool. It's pulling on my heart too much. Just when I'm almost back to Zoe, I feel my skates pull another time.

"Okay!! This can't just be marks in the ice. We were the 1st people on it this year." I tried to figure out what the problems are.

"Evan! Are you seriously forgetting everything I taught you in 2nd year??? I spent so long teaching you to skate!" Alana said defeated. I got up to skate again, but fell to my left hand side.

I look over and see Connor smirking at me and he skates over. "Do you need a hand?" He says so sexily. It was quite passive aggressive with flirty mixed in.

I start to take his hand, but when he is about to help me up, but instead I pull him down and he stumbles so he landed directly on me.

"Your eyes are stunning." I whispered in aw as we laid there on the ice. His whole face immediately went a deeper shade of red if possible.

I knew that everyone would be looking at me and Connor right now, but for some reason it just didn't bother me. I only saw Connor.

He shakily moves his face closer to mine to the point where we are just centimetres away.

"Please just kiss me." I breathe out, instantly embarrassed about what I just said out loud.

But my whisper was loud enough for him to hear, because just like I asked, he kissed me. It was magical, and surreal and everything I could have hoped for.

I hear literal fireworks going off so I break the kiss with Connor and look over and see that Zoe and Alana had made fireworks.

Zoe laughed hysterically as she skated over to us. "Its about time!!! You two have been crushing on each other for at least 2 years yet, and neither of you have had the balls to say anything! The match maker strikes again!!!" She screamed in victory.

Connor rolled his eyes, but grabbed my hand tightly with his. "Yeah , I guess she did. Thanks Zo,"

"When will you set me up Zoe?? You free tonight?" He asked non chalantly.

"In your dreams Kleinman."

We all walked back to Alanas room and Zoe made us all hot chocolate. "Sorry for making you fall earlier. It's just hard to impress someone who is already a million times better than you," he laughed and scratched the back of his head.

" So you were the one making me fall!! Jesus I knew I wasn't just getting bad at skating. You're the worst." I teased and kissed his cheek.

Skating today was the best decision I've made in the 6 years I've been here.

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yourbrother-crutchie · 6 years

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Dear evan hansen secret santa!

Hello sweet child! First of all merry christmas/ happy Hanukkah/ happy holidays 💕 I love your blog and I hope that after this we could maybe talk! Hope you enjoy 💙 *I thought it may be easier to post here than the other way I posted it 😄*

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“Pleaseee Evan! Come out with me! It’s the first real snow fall of the year. You know that the ice rink is ready. We skate every year together.” Zoe begged me. We met in year one before we were sorted into different houses.

I always knew that I would be sorted into Hufflepuff, but when the hat was placed on my head, I remember feeling very calm about the fact that I could also be sorted into Slytherin.

Zoe was a Gryffindor. I knew it the moment I met her. Despite us being in different houses, she is my best friend, and I love her more than anyone.

I snap back into reality, and back to the conversation I was having with her. “And your brother is coming with us?” I squeak out. It isn’t that her brother was scary… he was just very…. intimidating. Yes, that’s the word. He always walked with such a drive and purpose that it was very powerful to watch.

“He has a really hard time making friends Evan. It’s the least I could do. What’s the worst thing that could happen? It’s just our regular annual ice skating! Me, you, Alana, Connor and now Jared.” She said cheerfully.

“Jared too??” I raised my eyebrow at her. Jared was my friend when we were younger, before we came to Hogwarts. Since he was sorted into Slytherin, he’s basically avoided me, but always acts like we are best friends over the summers.

“Yeah, he and Connor have actually been talking lately. And he’s friends with both of you, so I was hoping that would make you more comfortable with it?” She gave me the biggest puppy dog eyes and was basically begging me to go with her tonight.

“Okay, fine, but you’re making hot chocolate after.” I gave in and grabbed my skates and my winter gear.

Zoe was beyond giddy when I finally accepted her offer. The snow outside was large and fluffy, and coming in plenty supply. I couldn’t wait to go out and play in it. Zoe has that way of drawing the excitement out of me. It must be her smile. It’s subtle, and it makes me feel like I’m a part of a secret. It’s literally perfect.

We walk to the main doors where Alana, Jared and Connor are meeting us. The closer we get, the more anxious I feel about talking to Connor.

I’ve never really spoken to him much. Just the odd “Hello” in passing to be polite because he was Zoes brother.

The only person that knows about me being bisexual is Zoe. She also knows that the reason I’m so intimidated by Connor is because of how attractive he is. She keeps doing things like this so that we can talk. I don’t know why I finally caved now.

“Heyyy guys. It’s about time!” Jared said awkwardly hugging Zoe. “You’re late, but that’s alright.” Alana chimed in. “Lets go.” Connor mumbled.

He looked very to himself. Even more than I am and I didn’t think that was possible. Maybe it will be easier to get to know him. “So what are you doing over the holidays?” I ask Connor while we walk towards the frozen pond. “Nothing really. Just basic Christmas stuff. How about you?”

His answer were short and clear, but I could hear the want in his voice. The want for human connection. “Oh my mom and I celebrate Hanukkah! It’s my favourite time of year honestly. All my friends celebrate Christmas so I’ve also started to, but I like the intimate celebration between my mom and I.” I didnt realize I was rambling until we get to the pond.

“Sounds fun. You’ll have to explain Hanukkah to me sometime. If that’s alright?” I nod my head enthusiastically. I was a lot less anxious talking to him than I had anticipated.

“Ev!!! You may need to be my support system so I can get adjusted to skating again!” Zoe said to me as she started to lace her skates on. “Why would I expect anything less?”

Before I know it, we are all skating and having fun. Zoe and I are skating laps and Jared is trying to impress Alana, but she’s performing way cooler tricks than him. I look over and see Connor getting frustrated as he keeps falling and picking himself up every 2 minutes.

I skate over to him fast and offer a hand out for him. “Would you like some help?” I offer. He looks offended that I would even ask him that. “I’m fine. It’s just been a while.” He says and slides as he tries to stand. I catch him mid fall and we are in a position where I have him dipped.

As soon as I realize what position we have going on, I want to let go, but instead I pull him back to standing. “See….. not that hard. Just uh… let me know if I can help Connor.” I gave him the best smile I could muster up and skate back to Zoe.

“Thank you for trying.” She says whole heartedly. “I really appreciate it.” We start to speed skate straight down the middle of the pond when I feel a slight tug on my skates and I fall down hard on the ice.

“BEAT YOU HANSEN!!” Zoe yelled from the finish line. I hear Jared laugh hysterically “EAT SHIT HANSEN LOOOL” He yelled at me from where he was with Alana.

Connor looked at me and smirked. He started to skate slowly away. That smirk made me physically want to drool. It’s pulling on my heart too much. Just when I’m almost back to Zoe, I feel my skates pull another time.

“Okay!! This can’t just be marks in the ice. We were the 1st people on it this year.” I tried to figure out what the problems are.

“Evan! Are you seriously forgetting everything I taught you in 2nd year??? I spent so long teaching you to skate!” Alana said defeated. I got up to skate again, but fell to my left hand side.

I look over and see Connor smirking at me and he skates over. “Do you need a hand?” He says so sexily. It was quite passive aggressive with flirty mixed in.

I start to take his hand, but when he is about to help me up, but instead I pull him down and he stumbles so he landed directly on me.

“Your eyes are stunning.” I whispered in aw as we laid there on the ice. His whole face immediately went a deeper shade of red if possible.

I knew that everyone would be looking at me and Connor right now, but for some reason it just didn’t bother me. I only saw Connor. He shakily moves his face closer to mine to the point where we are just centimetres away.

“Please just kiss me.” I breathe out, instantly embarrassed about what I just said out loud.

But my whisper was loud enough for him to hear, because just like I asked, he kissed me. It was magical, and surreal and everything I could have hoped for.

I hear literal fireworks going off so I break the kiss with Connor and look over and see that Zoe and Alana had made fireworks.

Zoe laughed hysterically as she skated over to us. “Its about time!!! You two have been crushing on each other for at least 2 years yet, and neither of you have had the balls to say anything! The match maker strikes again!!!” She screamed in victory.

Connor rolled his eyes, but grabbed my hand tightly with his. “Yeah , I guess she did. Thanks Zo,”

“When will you set me up Zoe?? You free tonight?” He asked non chalantly. “In your dreams Kleinman.”

We all walked back to Alanas room and Zoe made us all hot chocolate. “Sorry for making you fall earlier. It’s just hard to impress someone who is already a million times better than you,” he laughed and scratched the back of his head.

“ So you were the one making me fall!! Jesus I knew I wasn’t just getting bad at skating. You’re the worst.” I teased and kissed his cheek.

Skating today was the best decision I’ve made in the 6 years I’ve been here.

(( THIS!! IS!! CUTE!! THANK YOU SO MUCH OMG <3 <3 and youre so sweet omg!! <3 im always up for chattin hmu

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thataspdfeel · 7 years

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I'm curious, what are you most attracted to in your partners? Is it similar traits in all of them or different ones like their sense of humour etc.? Sorry if this is a weird question but you've said before you like when people ask about them so I thought I would.

i was so excited to get this and then forgot to answer it :/ im an idiot

also gonna put this under a cut cause this is gonna be hella long cause im a fucking romantic dork

god though i could wax poetic. they’re all so lovely. like they have traits in common but also are unique. they all have brown eyes but theyre unique. like my husband has these eyes that remind me of warm chocolate. like a chocolate fountain kind of warm chocolate. dark and smooth but reflect the light. my wife’s have tinges of gold in the irises like flecks of gold leaf. and theres a dark ring around the pupil and one around the edge of the iris. theyre fucking magical

my boyfriend’s eyes are almost black and very deep. darker than the night sky and full of warmth and mischief. but its like theyre never ending, like he can see the innermost parts of whoever he’s looking at, like your soul is written on your forehead

lmao i love eyes can you tell

they all have these goddamned sinful eyelashes and my boyfriend’s are the longest. theyre as dark as his eyes and when he’s embarrassed, he gets all shy and they brush against his cheekbones like how dare you sir. how dare you be beautiful even when youre embarrassed. i look like a fucking tomato. rude

my husband’s look gold at the tips with the way the light catches them. like yknow how fake eyelashes have purple or red at the tips? like that except gold. like what??? the fuck??? rude

they all have very soft hair though my boyfriend’s is the longest. i cant wait to get with him irl again cause i wanna braid it. he’s got a bony face and it frames it so well. it’s so dark brown its almost black and it’s fun to see him try to sweep it out of his face cause he refuses to tie it up

my husband has these wild curls. we were looking up how to take care of them and that’s how we found out hes ethnically jewish. (which makes sense considering he’s german) they get so thick and heavy and they’re so soft and lovely to nap in. which i do on a semi regular basis. its so soft and lovely and i love when he grows it out. he just doesn’t look right with shorter hair. and he has this beard that grows funny, makes him look like jedidiah if yknow what i mean. he has such a baby face without it and he loves beard scritches it’s so cute how happy he gets

bluh im bouncing all over the place i just??? love them?????? so??????????? much???????????????? there’s so much to talk about!!!

so i guess i’ll just try and make a list of the things i love about them

husband:

cheerful, bubbly, very sunny personality. the human incarnation of a very excited dog (which can be A Lot sometimes)

extremely kind. would give you the shirt off his back. often laments that he stopped carrying cash years ago every time he sees somebody who could use some despite the fact that we’re always broke

a proper southern gentleman??? like im fat so im used to people not holding doors open for me fucking ever and being really goddamned rude in general. he ALWAYS holds doors open for me, opens the car door for me both to get in and out of the car, and gets pouty if i try and carry my own bag. it’s so sweet??? ive literally never had that before and even after three and a half years, it’s still so charming

he will do literally anything the fuck i ask. he’ll say no and im like oh ok and he’ll tease like “finally! i said no! and got away with it!” just to make me giggle and then does it anyway

on this note, he also always cooks as much as absolutely possible. even though his spine gives him problems, he does his best to keep me off my leg

he��s always so concerned about my well being. like if there’s not a disability cart at the front of a store, he makes me sit down while he goes and chases one down. if im stiffer than usual due to a cold front, he’ll remind me to take pain meds every four hours

he’s trying to learn japanese because he knows i dont have anybody to practice with here in the states. just for me and not any other reason

adores animals. even if he finds a dog annoying, he’ll still fawn over it and give it as many pets as it wants and won't ever snap at it even if anybody else would. he’s got these large hands and he’s kind of clumsy but this goes away around animals. he’s just so careful and gentle like i never ever worry

drags me out of my introverted cave because he knows social interaction is also good

has introduced me to some of my favorite books and video games because he’s verious conscious about what somebody likes and works to be like “hey, i think youd like this” and is almost always correct??? amazing

has 0 sense of style but doesnt mind somebody who knows better keeping him from absolute disaster

dude is a damned good cook. ive gained like at least a solid 25 pounds since he moved in and started cooking regularly

SPEAKING OF COOKING, we met on the tail end of my anorexia when i was doing my best to recover and still slipping up. he never made me feel bad about it but always encouraged me to eat. he eats SO much (think shaggy rogers) that i always felt comfortable eating in front of him. he always reminds me to eat and asks if ive eaten that day. honestly, i wouldnt be at this level of recovery if it hadnt been for him

is amazing at caling me down holy fuck

wife:

met her first, of the three of them, ironically so ive known her the longest but been with her the shortest. we dated a few months in hs but there was a chick she wanted to date like right there (and i was in japan) so i was like oh go for it. well, they broke up and we got back together and it’s been lovely ever since

she has this snorting laugh that’s adorable to listen to and it makes me feel more comfortable laughing (because i think i sound like a damn goose)

SHE HAS SO MANY GODDAMNED FRECKLES ON HER CUTE LITTLE FACE THEY’RE ADORABLE AND AMAZING AND VERY FUN TO KISS BECAUSE SHE SQUIRMS

she has a goddamned button nose for chrissakes

and these really wide hips too like i felt bad about my hips years ago cause theyre p wide but shes adorable and has wide hips too. she kinda made me love them (even though hers are better)

she’s genderfluid so i get to be gay all across the gender spectrum (im agender) and she’s so beautiful and handsome and v amazing

we were both homestuck fans at the height of it (like we still are) but her cosplays are just really well done??? shes so talented

OH MY GOD SHE MAKES THIE CHICKEN SOUP WITH HOMEMADE NOODLES I WOULD SLAP AN OLD LADY FOR

i dont know about the rest of her cooking (sadly) due to limited time around each other but i cant fucking wait tbh. her cookies kill me tho i love them

an amazing fashion sense. im a dumpster compared to her

an amazing writer and artist and i die every time she sends me something like my soul fucking ascends

she loved me BEFORE meds which i think is amazing. like what a lovely human being yknow? im a dick without meds and she loved me anyway and i love that about her

she speaks german and she makes it sound beautiful and i cry

her singing voice is so angelic and it kills me when she sings because everybody should hear this lovely person sing

she is hyper empathetic and it makes her so lovely and kind and wonderful. she completely understands how i feel about things and why even when no one else does and is very good at de-escalating me when im upset

we’ve just known each other for something like 7 years now? like i dated her post my abusive ex and she lit up my whole world with happiness at being treated well. then her ex was abusive and just... we get each other? in a way where her husband and my other two partners dont. its a pain the others dont understand so we go to each other during these times of pain in a way we cant with other people. it’s a very special connection

she’s a goddamned goof and i love it

my boyfriend:

motherfucker is so skinny which is the opposite of me and for some reason it works?? idk like it worries me but it’s also unique. love it

we dated almost my whole senior year of hs but he broke up with me because he thought he didnt have the same depth of emotion as i did for him and didnt want to “hold me back” from somebody better. like??? can you imagine?????? how fucking kind

recently started dating again like it took him fourish years for him to realize SHIT I MADE A MISTAKE so he’s a little slow but he’s so very thoughtful

he’s a goof in a different way than the other two. dad jokes. never ending fucking dad jokes. and goddamned puns. he never stops. dont tell him i love them because then he’ll never let me tease him again (i pretend like its The Worst)

so. fucking. dramatic. always flips his hair in the sassiest way possible. its super gay (he’s bi)

he doesnt do a whole lot of romance or saying WHY he feels certain ways. he feels like it cheapens the emotion. but, on the rare occassion he doesnt let this bother him, his poetry he sends me about how he feels makes me fucking cry. it’s so beautiful. i love it

he works watering at a plant nursery and complains about how the bees always use him as a landing strip. it’s adorable

he’s so resourceful?? this is best seen when playing minecraft cause he makes some damn cool structures in some really nice places. i love playing it with him just to see what he builds and how (especially since im a boring, lets make this house a square kinda ho)

he’s so camera shy??? no selfies no skype at all. he’s so bashful and it’s super cute i love it

got me into DnD like yes thank you for this enjoyable nerdery

the sole reason i passed math in hs. like not only is he smart but hes also really good at explaining things to people? definitely a talent for teaching people things

he was my best friend for the longest time like all three of them are my best friend but he was the only one who was my best friend FIRST and then romance blossomed

like im demiromantic so i need a strong connection to fall in love like it was a solid few months of dating my husband before i began to love him. i knew my wife for awhile and got close so same general story. but my boyfriend and i were more friends to lovers and i love that about him

his dad is half italian so he talks with his hands and it’s so overdramatic that he hits people with them on a semi regular basis just gesturing. he once accidentally knocked my glasses all the way across a room cause i had walked behind him and he made a sweeping gesture. hilarious

one time, i had food poisoning and the pain was so bad, i had to crawl under his kitchen table until my mother came to take me to the base clinic. he sat with my head in his lap and brushed my hair out of my face and cooed gently at me to try and soothe me. it was so sweet and ive never forgotten about it

motherfucker, with the help of my sister, dragged me into homestuck

he’s so damn shy about affection that holdling his hand in public makes him blush. it’s even worse if i steal a kiss. fucking adorable

things all three have in common that i love:

good in bed. it sounds silly but this is important to me because while i dont necessarily need sex to form a close relationship to fall in love, it definitely helps

idk how this happened, i really dont, but somehow everything i like lines up nicely with everything they like??? and if im not into something, they can find it with each other and vise versa. lmao wtf how did this happen to line up idk

kind, generous, sweet, and helpful although all three show these qualities in different ways despite having them in common

love me??? like honestly it sounds so silly that id love that they love me but im such a flawed, terrible human being that it leaves me in deep awe that not only does one person love me but three??? how??? amazing people to find something in me to love and to keep on loving despite all my problems. beautiful

creative, smart, and inventive each in their own right. they fucking astound me and take my breath away

beautiful cuddlers (not being sarcastic, promise)

husband is a goddamned heater but boyfriend is a living block of ice. then wife is one of those who’s in between but she steals your heat and then hours later gives it back which is the worse option of the three. like it starts out all nice but then you end up surprised hours later because youre fucking dying of heatstroke

so we have two heatstroke, drowning in sweat options and then losing your limbs. it makes trying to set the thermostat a fucking nightmare

they all love to read and honestly? i couldnt be with anyone who doesnt like a good book

can hold lively, in depth discussions about things

hubby tends to lean more towards “would it be immoral to fuck a succubus” type morality questions and superhero dissection type things

wife is all over the place and can carry on a conversation about goddamned teapots if she so chose. no idea how she does it

boyfriend likes to entertain more morbid thoughts and psychology but also likes to analyze things. like homestuck. we still fucking dissect homestuck

very intelligent. blows my dumb ass out of the water. beautiful

like gaming various amounts and various kinds of games. hubs likes any and all. boyfriend likes dnd, monster hunter, minecraft etc kinds of things, not really one for cards or board games. wife prefers to craft but will occasionally engage in board games or cards, less so in video games but tends to stick to pokemon. it’s nice

they’re all very physically beautiful though in different ways. hubby is barrel chested and german with very strong arms and big hands, a bright and sunny smile. wife is small and round with tiny, artist hands and a sweet, pixie face. boyfriend is thin, long, and gaunt with pale skin and dark hair (kind of like damien from dream daddy tbh)

i could go on but ive been making this post for like well over two hours now and i figured maybe i should stop. it’s long as hell and idk if anybody else would have read this whole thing but basically i fucking adore my partners??? so much??? and there are so many things about them to love???

i just love them so much and could go on and on for hours about why i love each of them and how lovely they are and how they make me feel

ksdjrfgh im so sorry this is so long theres just so much to talk about //sweats

#mod vann #long post #text heavy #like this is obscenely long lmao #im so sorry #Anonymous #anon #vannswers

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abitofafatass · 7 years

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I am still so hecked up about Grif leaving the rest of the Blood Gulch Crew honestly. I dont think there’s a single thing in RvB that has hecked me up more.

I’m going to try to not regurgitate what other people have said about him quitting the teams, but a lot of people have got my views of Grif and his characterization spot on.

This got way longer than I intended to and probably would have gone on longer if I wasnt so tired

First, this is probably the first time that we’ve seen Grif upset. We saw him utterly pissed off in season 13, right after Hargrove and the Staff of Charon showed up, with his angry pacing and cursing, but this is the first time that we see Grif isolate himself because something upset him. And Church’s reappearance clearly did.

The rest of the Blood Gulch Crew sprung into action to go save Church, but Grif went and hid. That tells me that he and everyone else were in different stages of mourning. Maybe the others had gotten past it, or they were in denial, or maybe the reappearance of Church hit a reset button, but whatever it was, Grif was clearly not on the same page as them.

I think its very telling though that no one noticed that Grif was not with the rest of the teams as they were getting ready. You could argue that no one noticed because Grif is usually slacking off when there’s work to be done, and that’s probably what the teams assumed. Blue team was arguing on whether or not they should leave right away, and the Reds were... doing Red Team nonsense as they usually do. But not even Simmons noticed that Grif wasnt right there right up until they were practically out the door.

Grif is sitting in that damn cave, going through some heavy emotional shit, and no one bothers to notice. You know who else people constantly forget about, and dont realize when he’s not there? Doc. Grif was about as exactly important to the teams as Doc is, and since Grif has been on the Forgot Doc Train, he knows that’s “not at all” to “barely even” important.

This thought is solidified by the fact the only person who comes to find him is that damn reporter, the lady who started it all. Grif is obviously the kind of guy who doesnt like to talk about his feelings, or what’s bothering him. That’s why he hid in the cave in the first place. And yet, here comes the last person who he wants to see, and she wants to talk to him. All the while, Grif is probably aware that his teams are getting ready to go on their stupid mission.

Dylan made two mistakes when she talked to Grif. The first one was she made everything about Church, which was what Grif was upset with in the first goddamn place. The wound from Church’s most recent death is still very fresh, and on top of that, the happy peaceful life that Grif had finally gotten was getting uprooted. Again. All for some asshole. Remember, from Grif’s perspective, this most recent Church also had a penchant for abandoning them (first by going after Tex, going after Tex into the Epsilon Unit, ditching them for Carolina the first chance he got, going along with Carolina after the Director, fucking off with Carolina on Chorus...), so why the hell would Grif want to chase after Church again just to have him leave?

And then Dylan brings up Sister. For all Grif knows at this point, Kaikaina is dead. They have not talked since the end of season five, which, if my math is right, was anywhere from 6 to 8 years ago.How dare Dylan pretend to know him, how dare she bring up his sister, whom he himself hasnt seen in half a decade.

How dare she strip Grif of that safety blanket of apathy he’d built for himself since his first assignment, where everyone he’d served with and presumably grew to care about died.

Because as long as he could pretend to himself that he didnt care about these people, he didnt have to deal with the fear of losing them again (with a Church exception). Dylan took that away from him. So of course he had to decry that he hated the father figure that he obviously looked up to, at least enough to emulate under times of stress. Of course he’s going to scream he hates the guy that has been his best friend for close to a decade.

Compare that outburst of anger and frustration to when he’d walked up to the Reds and Blues. I’m not certain how much time had passed since Grif stormed out of the cave, but he’d obviously had a chance to think things over, and he realized that he just.... couldnt go with them this time. He’d never wanted to be out here in the first place, and now he has a choice. This is really the first choice he could make about his future in at least a decade, probably longer. Probably since his mom left. Note, when he tells Tucker “I can do whatever I want” there’s a slight bubbly-ness to his voice. That realization filled him with a small bit of glee. He has a choice.

He has a choice to not put himself through the mental strain of Church coming back and leaving or dying again. He can chose to go with a team that openly threatens his life (even if its not as much anymore) and openly mocks and belittles him. He has a choice on whether or not to put himself into danger again.

And I think even as he was saying he quit, Grif was sort of hoping that someone would talk him out of it. Because this is his family, possibly the only one he’s ever properly known. But they dont. They mock him, they insult him, and they call him selfish.

So, he leaves.

In season 13, I was blown away by how brave Grif was to stand up and say fuck that to dying, and how much growth he as a character had. This season I’m amazed that he had the strength to look at a bad situation and say fuck that I cant put myself in that situation again, I’m leaving. Even if that means leaving family behind.

I honestly cant wait to see how this Refusing the Call gets resolved.

#grif #dexter grif #rvb15 #headcanon #i got really long with this gomen #ok to reblog

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icecreamkink · 7 years

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*slides this here bc im still Not Happy With It but i also dont know if i even wanna continue it but i need to put it somewhere also @fangirl383 might or might not shoot me with her pink gun if i dont post Another wip she liked and i promised i would ha h a*

“Listen, I know this isn’t an ideal situation—” Malfoy snorted in contempt. Harry ignored him. “But we’re doing a job and if you could not act like someone’s roping you into.. Into- What the fuck are you doing n- ow” Harry groaned as Malfoy’s elbow somehow collided with Harry’s mouth despite the fact half of his body was half on top of Harry, and, rationally, it had to be an accident. But if there was someone who would contort themselves to make Harry’s life the most difficult possible, it would be Malfoy.

“Shut up, Potter.” The git said, not even bothering to apologize.

“Will you stop moving-”

“I’m trying to get a clear view.”

“Do you need to climb on me to do that?!”

“Well actually, I do since your intelligence landed us in a literal hole,” Malfoy hissed in his ear. Harry opened his mouth to protest that, but well. It was true, his team had been the one to inspect the terrain and find them their hiding spot - a cave so narrow that was indeed more of a hole, nestled at the bottom of a cliff, large enough to fit 1.25 person lying stomach down. Or two aurors, lying practically on top of each other, as it were. The location was ideal because it had a side view of the site they believed to be the smuggling ring HQ, but far enough that the protean spells didn’t reach it, and was naturally conspicuous through dense trees and small rocks (and for being as tiny as a rabbit hole, Malfoy had grumbled moodily) so they didn’t need to use so much magic to disguise themselves. A natural hiding spot, nearly undetectable, but not particularly comfortable, Harry had to admit.

Also it was just… weird to argue with someone when they were hissing against your neck. Harry scratched his nails where Malfoy’s warm breath had tickled it.

“What do you have those dorky glasses for if you need to strain so much.” Harry muttered pettily against his wand, currently pressed between his face, his sweaty hand and a piece of rocky earth. Ugh, it was so hot in here, the air thick and still, made all the worst by the invisibility mantle they had thrown over themselves; all the places he and Malfoy touched felt as if on fire, he had dirt everywhere and Malfoy’s huffed breathing on his ear did absolutely nothing to cool him down, only gave him weird goosebumps in his spine. Harry squirmed miserably, and got a very pointed elbow in the ribs for his trouble.

“My glasses aren’t dorky” Malfoy hissed in supercilious indignation. If Harry didn’t have to risk torticollis to do so, he would have turned his head to watch his eyes flash in all his mad inventor righteous fury. “They are high level magical object research in trial period, designed to help oafs like you not get killed in the line of work. My glasses, dorky, honestly, you of all people saying that with those things you wear around since school-”

“What are you talking about, I’ve been told my glasses are quite fetching. Witch Weekly did a whole article on it.” Harry grinned as Malfoy ground his teeth. He’d take all the amusement he could get, after all, and riling up Malfoy was always so much fun.

“Oh, if the pinacle of journalism in our country, Witch Weekly printed it” Malfoy said snidely. Then, as if physically unable to stop there, he continued. “For your information, these glasses are curse repellent, heat vision, magical signature identifying ones. It won me a research funding from the Research and Extension Division-”

“Yeah alright Doc Brown, what do you see then?” Harry interrupted, stretching his back in an attempt to soothe his aching shoulders.

“Nothing uh, much. Will you keep still?” Malfoy murmured, voice strained.

“I barely even mov-” Harry started to protest in indignation, but was cut off by Malfoy’s sweaty hand suddenly pressing against his mouth.

“Shhhh, someone’s coming.” Harry immediately tensed—well, as much as he could in this current predicament, as he could barely grip his wand. Thank Merlin he’d gotten better at wandless magic.

He could hear a faint rustling sound; Malfoy moved his hand into the curve of his neck and it felt oddly comforting. Harry could feel all of Malfoy’s muscles tensing where they pressed together.

Malfoy fiddled with his wand, and Harry faintly prayed he wouldn’t accidentally stab him in the eye with it, because that was just the type of thing to happen to him.

Somebody jumped on the plateau they were directly under, boots scuffing the ground above them.

“That’s it?” A voice echoed. Harry could see Malfoy pointing his wand at another one of his “assistance magical artifacts ” or as Harry called them, his crazy inventor gadgets. It was a little box, similar to a radio, and it buzzed softly at Draco’s murmured incantation, releasing the faintest golden glow.

“Mmhm, just leave the merch on the front hall.” The person above them said. “Talk to Bre and only Bre, then get the fuck out. There’s a new shipment coming, and everyone’s on edge, don’t hang around more than you have to.” A new shipment. This could be their shot. Harry willed whoever was above them to casually drop a date. Possibly a location. And a list of names. His knees hurt.

“Right, no worries Reg. I’ll be in and out in a peep” A pair of gangly legs dangled in front of them, stumbled over a rock, and then took off briskly towards the house in the woods.

Malfoy shimmied above him, trying to get a closer look. He brought the little box close to his mouth.

“Suspect: Male, red hair, medium stature, grey robes, carrying a medium sized black box.” Malfoy said into it. A recording device, then. Clever. “Entered the house at -” he paused expectantly, and Harry cast a quick tempus “12:47, sunday the 24th. The box doesn’t appear to be the size or type for containing snakes, so it’s possible it’s another type of ‘merchandise’.” Malfoy put the recording contraption back in his pocket, balancing himself with one hand at the small of Harry’s back.

Harry scowled, unamused at being used as a cushion.

“Next time, I’m topping.” He grumbled.

“What?” Malfoy choked out, hand slipping down Harry’s back into his side, knuckles thudding against the bedrock.

“In the- the stakeout” Harry hissed, embarrassed. “I’m not your damn pillow.” He grumbled. Malfoy started to shake above him, his whole body vibrating, and with growing chagrin Harry realized he was laughing. He dropped his head into Harry’s shoulder, trying to stifle his giggles.

“Don’t worry Potter, I’ll be your pillow if you want. I’m very comfortable switching between top and bottom after all." He quipped, amusement laced in every word. Harry could feel his blush spreading like fire from his neck to the tip of his ears, and he dropped his head between his arms with a disconcerted groan.

“Oh my god, shut up.” He mumbled, and Malfoy laughed even harder, gleeful and evil, shaking Harry’s whole body. “Is there movement above us?” He said loudly, mostly to stray from the topic at hand.

“Hm.” Malfoy projected a small map of the terrain from the tip of his wand. “Nope. Reggie dear is...currently at the bottom of the hill, down the other side. You know, I don’t know what you’re complaining about, Auror Potter. You’re practically just lying there, I’m doing all the work here.” He drawled, injecting unnecessary lewdness to his voice, still faintly amused as it was. Harry could swear he seemed to be purposefully pressing even closer, his words just short of murmured against his ear.

The git.

“Lying here- How can I- You’re on top of,” Harry started, and felt Malfoy giggle again, then huffed and promptly shut up. “You’re fired.”

“You’re not my bo-oss” Malfoy sing songed, but moved out of his position anyway, sliding away from Harry and turning on his side.

Harry felt disinclined to face him while his cheeks were still flaming.

“Oh come on Potter, where’s your sense of humor?”

“You didnt seem to be in such a jaunty mood a minute ago.”

“Yes, your mortification greatly lifts my spirits.” A beat. “I’m versatile like that.”

Harry sighed, lifting his head. “I hate you so much.”

“That’s kind of why we’re here, isn’t it?” Malfoy hummed, cheek smushed against the palm of his hand. Harry made a noncommittal sound. They were here in a partly punishment mission to quote unquote ‘learn how to act like the twenty-three year old Auror you are, not a snotty fourteen year old whenever Auror Malfoy is concerned’, after his (and Malfoy’s) respective partners filed complaints against their methods and their fighting and their case-point competition. So while it was true their behavior got them here, saddled together in this weird, uncomfortable stake out, Harry wouldn’t say hate was what brought them; he didn’t argue with Malfoy or looked over his cases or felt the need to prove himself and best him out of hate, it was more of a... compulsion. It was just more - fun, in the often glum and dreary line of work they’d chosen, to have Malfoy pay attention to him, meet him at every curve and breathe down his neck. To watch him rising to his baits when he poked fun at Malfoy’s clothes and hair and (admittedly ingenous) inventions. He admitted to himself that he liked the rivalry, was motivated by it.

But, of course, Harry wouldn’t tell him any of that. And it’s not like he enjoyed Malfoy literally breathing down his neck, so Harry pulled out his wand and checked the map himself instead of answering.

“There's… something moving through the field” Harry said, looking the small dot moving in a hurry. It was too small and moved strangely for a human. Could it be...

Malfoy rolled on top of him again, straining once more to try and see the scope of land.

Harry waited, tense as Malfoy tried to get a clear view.

“Oh.” Malfoy said, muscles unlocking from his coiled stance. “It’s your reptile.”

Harry lifted his head suddenly eager in an attempt to see, banging it painfully against Malfoy’s chin in the process.

“Fuck,” Malfoy hissed, quickly rolling as far away from him as was possible, which in case meant they still touched thigh to shoulder even with Malfoy on his side with his back pressed against the stone. He sent Harry a dark look, clutching his chin; Harry patted his head as condescendingly as he could, turning back to the map, eyes glued to little wiggling dot heading for them.

“Missster Harry, Missster Malfoy” Arnaud hissed in greeting, poking his scaly face into their cave, then quickly sliding into the middle of them both. Arnaud turned his head to Malfoy, flicking his tongue in further acknowledgement since he couldn’t understand him.

“Hey” Harry greeted with a smile even as he inspected him for any sign of injuries. “Is everything alright?”

Arnaud turned to him.

“Yesss, it’s all been really quiet. They’ve mosstly kept us in the cages ssso far, and I snuck out without them ssseeing me. They’ve received five more younglings today, along with eggsss, and theress a boy bringing something else. Sssomething I couldn’t sssee.”

“Did you hear something about another shipment coming tonight?”

“Yess” Arnaud said, lifting his head. “I hear the humans talking. Tonight, at midnight.”

“The smugglers have been quiet, but more snakes and eggs were brought in today, and something else he couldn’t see. He confirms there’ll be a new shipment at midnight.” Harry translated.

“We have to report it back to the team. See if it’s the time for an ambush or to collect more data” Malfoy said. Arnaud nodded in approval.

“I should get back before they miss me.” Harry nodded, even as his stomach tightened.

“Tell him to be careful.” Malfoy said, looking out with furrowed eyebrows. Arnaud flicked both of their fingers and slithered quickly out with a hissed ‘don’t worry’.

“That’s our out then.” Harry sighed turning sideways too. Malfoy was staring at him, pressed as far back as he could against the rock wall; there was maybe an inch between them.

“You’ll write the report.” Malfoy said, trying to sit up slightly.

“What? Why?” Harry spluttered.

“You headbutted me.” Harry narrowed his eyes.

“You elbowed me in the face!” He shot back. Malfoy stared him down. Harry held his gaze. His eyes looked very dark in the shade.

“Rock parchment wand?”

“...Fine”

Malfoy was leaning against the wall of Kingsley’s office. The dark red wood set his hair off rather nicely, Harry noticed. With Arnaud perched on his shoulder like that, he could be a slytherin poster boy.

Robards was still complaining in the back, something about Harry and Malfoy competing for leads and ethics and immaturity or something. Harry wasn’t paying attention. His and Malfoy’s… methods were always questioned, but here they were, another case closed, weren’t they? That’s what should matter.

Behind Robard’s back Malfoy caught Harry’s eye, smirking minutely and winked. Harry bit the inside of his cheek. Prick.

Robards face acquired new shades of red, but Harry wasn’t listening at all. Malfoy outright grinned, bringing one hand to stroke the scales on Arnaud’s head and his stomach felt….weird. Somehow almost...fluttery?

Oh.

Well, that was inconvenient.

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Revolutionary Drunks[Hamilton Fic]

This is for @snugglylin mostly bc I know they love this ship to the death and also bc they hit 400 recently!!!! 👏👏👏👀👀👌👌

So, as a warning, below the cut is: Slight sex references[nothing big, and its not for the ship that’s focused on, so don’t get yo’ hopes up], swearing, and also, if you have a weak heart, don’t read this, the ending will kill you with cute.

Pairings in order of prominence in fic: Lams, Mullette

John glanced at his friends and then down at his drink. There were worse things in life to be doing then getting smashed with friends on a Tuesday night. Of course, he’d regret it in the morning, but this week was already hellish. He contemplated his drink, then took a light swig. Hercules chugged another flask of rum as `Lex and Laf cheered him on. Hercs shirt collar got stained by the rivulets running out the corners of his mouth, and when he finished it all, he took a deep breath. “Lafaaaafff…. Your turn!!”

While Laf chugged his own flask, he let his eyes wander to Alex. The man was attractive as hell, which was no fair, since John was chubby, had messy hair literally 24/7, and many other flaws he could point out, but didn’t want to. He scanned the bar, taking in the warmly lit scene. He took another gulp of his drink and leaned forward.

“So, hey, french fry, when are you and Herc gonna fuck?” He almost backtracked when Laf snorted out his drink through his nose, but Alex’s sudden face of glee was enough to keep him at it. Herc coughed, the sudden darker tint of his skin giving away his blush. It took the two a couple seconds to recover, but by the time they did, both John and Alex were grinning ear to ear. “Soooo~?” He smirked, and Lafayette flipped him off poutily.

Hercules suddenly got an evil look in his eye, and somehow he knew he was about to regret grilling him and Laf. “We’ll fuck when you and Alex do, turt.” He choked on air, face turning a red hue. Alex blushed slightly, although it was hard to tell from the way he was already pink from alcohol. Speaking of which…

“Hey, `Lex, haven’t you had enough?” He asked, looking down at Alex’s fourth glass of mead, currently half empty. He shook his head and pulled his drink closer to himself. Laf glanced between them and grinned cheekily. If he had more alcohol in his system, maybe he could actually deal with his friends shit. He chugged the rest of his cider, then waved over the bartender so he could get a second glass.

“Hey, John~” Herc sang out, sounding secretive and smug. He looked up from his glass to see a very drunk Herc holding his glass over Alex’s head. He yelped and dove forward across the table, not considering why Herc would do that in the first place. Alex turned last second and he could only think a quick oh shiT as he slid into his friend. Out of pure shock, Alex caught him, and now they were in an awkward position, John in his lap, `Lex with his arms around John’s midriff. Lafayette and Herc both went into a laughing fit, evidently finding the way John’s face turned tomato red hilarious.

“Uhhhhh, Lexxx….” Alex grinned up at him, cheeks pink from the liquor. He bites his lip. Stay where he is and possibly make this night cliche as hell, or get off Alex’s lap and save future him a lot of regret? The decision is made for him when he makes the mistake of looking at Alex again, and jesus, `Lex was unfairly hot.

And apparently reckless, too, since he was leaning in for what John realized was a kiss. Oh. He automatically relaxed at the unfamiliar sensation. Usually he wouldn’t appreciate a spontaneous kiss like this, but this was Alex they were talking about. Wait, they had been drinking, this was the alcohol. He pulled back much, to his chagrin, and god, why had he done that, because damn, Alex’s pout was near irresistible.

His friends hooted and laughed, drunk off their asses. He flushed and shakily stood, licking his lips. He could taste Alex’s drink, and judging from the way `Lex was dreamily staring off into space with his tongue hanging out of his mouth, Alex could taste his. “Okayyy, we’ve had enough alcohol, I think.” Hercules whined as he tugged the other to his feet, bottom lip jutting out stubbornly.

“Johnnnnnn, cmonnnnn, one more drink?” He raised an eyebrow at his idiotic friend and Hercules caved under the look. Sometimes it felt like he was more of Hercules’ and Laf’s mother more than friend. Herc got a devious look, smirking and all. “Alexanderrrr~” he sang.

“Yesss? So-rry, I’m thirsty…. Joo~hnnnn, I’m thirstyyyy…” He groaned, pained to the bone. Why was he friends with these idiots again? Right, because he was nice and they were a bunch of fun to be around… when they weren’t being drunkards.

"So am I, but you don’t see me chasing your ass.” He regretted it the moment he had said it, alcohol giving his tongue a life of its own. Laf howled with amusement, pounding the table.

"I have taught you well, cher tortue, mon ami.” He blushed and pulled Lafayette to his feet.

"Cmon, frenchie, lets go home before you three drink enough for a killer of a hangover.” Maybe Laf was sated by the drink already in him, or he was sober enough to recognize a good decision, but he picked Alex up by the arms gently.

"Let’s head home, petit lion, oui?” Alex nodded and purred like his nickname when Laf ruffled his hair and put him down, letting him go when he was sure `Lex could stand on his own. John took a second to admire the cute before Alex was stumbling into his arms. Well. He shrugged and pulled the other onto his back.

Herc had an arm around Lafayette’s shoulders and groaned. Suddenly he made a pained noise, and Laf freaked. He practically shoved the dude to the bathroom, and John followed behind. After a minute or so of puke sounds, Herc emerged, wiping his mouth. “Well thashts not an experime-expe-experience i wanna repeat!” He said with false cheer.

"Meanwhile, John would not mind repeating that earlier experience, am i wrong, mon ami?” He sighed, facepalming. He didn’t know who, but someone made kissy noises and jostled him teasingly. Alex hunkered down on his back, tightening his grip and nestling his forehead in the crook of John’s neck.

Both Lafayette and Herc made aww’s and he flipped them off, sticking out his tongue. “Cmon, pants boy, sober up and help me get Alex home, he is heavy .” To prove the point, he shifted `Lex on his back, pulling him up. Laf pulled his phone out and dialed a taxi service, holding it to his ear. While Laf ordered them a ride home, Herc cleaned up their table. Alex was fast falling asleep, and he hoped the taxi would get here soon.

His prayers were answered when Lafayette poked him and motioned outside. “Your chauffeur has arrived, dear sirs.” He said, adopting a hilarious impression of an english accent. He smiled and carried Alexander outside, pulling the door open. Laf had already gotten in through the other side, and he bundled `Lex up on his friends lap then got in himself. Herc piled in last, pulling the door closed and telling the driver their destination. It was awkward being a friends group of four and going home in a three seat backseat, but they made it work.

Alex woke up halfway through the ride, blinking at Laf for a second before making sleepy upset noises and trying to unbuckle. Luckily enough, they had come to an intersection and he crawled into John’s lap without further incident. Cute . He unbuckled and rebuckled before the taxi driver started driving again. Too soon, they were pulling up in front of the apartment building, and Lafayette was handing a fold of bills to the driver. John handed Alex over to Herc, because he was getting heavy, and stretched.

"Johnnn…” Alex whined, then coughed, and Herc couldn’t set him down fast enough. He hadn’t drank as much as Hercules, so it wasnt more then half a minute, but it was nasty to watch. He kneeled behind `Lex to pull the silky hair back into a ponytail, tightening it like he knew Alex preferred. And if he enjoyed how Alex’s hair felt and smelled, well, who had to know?

Apparently, Lafayette had to, judging from the raucous shouts of . Alex snorted. “Fuck off, baguette,” He yelled over his shoulder, and John would NOT laugh. He chuckled after a moment, unable to resist. Alex grinned at him, and then hurled again. Yikes. After that, he seemed to be fine, and stood up. Laf had gone ahead then, and so had Hercules, so they would be last to the door. They climbed the stairs and made it to the second floor before Alex got dizzy and leaned on John.

"Just one more floor til you can sleep, k?” He nodded, and together they climbed the last set of stairs. Hercules was there with some acetaminophen and water. He took the medicine gratefully and downed his pill with a quick swallow, while Alex had to be roused from his drowsy state to take his pill. Once that was done, Alex was carried back to the apartment. It was almost cute, in a way, the way Hercules and Laf were almost a couple and took care of `Lex, and he was the one that kept an eye out for all three.

He got ready for bed pretty quickly, and after checking that Laf and Herc had taken their own headache medicine, headed for the second bedroom. Usually he roomed with Hercules, but he honestly did not want to compete with Laf, who had been shooting the tailor suggestive gazes all evening. Alex’s room it was, then. He stepped in and looked around for a lamp, but instead found Alex, typing away furiously on his laptop. “`Lex?” He knew the man didnt often sleep, but this was new. He had never heard of him working after a night out with friends.

Alex practically jumped in his seat, turning to face John with a guilty and slightly nervous face. “I hadn’t realized you were sleeping in here tonight.” A loud pleased sound from the next room made his face twist. “Nevermind.” John chuckled, then closed the door behind him.

"So whatcha working on?” He hadn’t expected Alex to get so flustered all of a sudden, but it was a nice sight. He raised one finger in a silent ‘one second’ signal, and turned back to his work, typing furiously. Soon he was apparently satisfied and bit his lip as he turned back.

"Okay, soooo…. i’m kinda a bad writer, but this is the first draft and i don’t want it to go beyond that, so… just read it.” He got up from his chair and started getting dressed for bed. John glanced away as he sat down. He had to jiggle the mouse for the screensaver to turn off, but once he did, he found a word document.

Roses are red / you’re actually super cute im dead / ugh please dont be str8 / also wanna go on a date?

He re-read it once or twice before he realized what it meant. “Oh my god.” Alex looked up from where he was sitting on the bed, concerned.

"Good oh my god or bad?” John couldn’t answer him, and by the time he had regained control of his speech, `Lex was clearly assuming the worst. “Sorry….” he muttered, dropping his head into his hands. John stood up fast, blood rushing to his head.

"No, wait, sorry, that’s not what i meant, I mean,” he rambled, taking the two steps necessary to get to the bed and leaning down. “I…” he mulled over his words and pulled at his bangs. “Yeah, sure.” Alex looked up so fast it looked unnatural, and John almost winced.

Wait, seriously?” John smiled and nodded, and whoa, he was not expecting that bear hug. He could register vague ecstatic noises from Alex, and since when had the other man been crushing on him so hard? A loud set of moans interrupted the moment, and he banged the wall.

"Shaddup over there!!” He hollered, and immediately, Herc yelled back a quick expletive, meaning unknown and too garbled, probably because of Laf’s ass muffling his words. “Dirty fuckers.” He grumbled half heartedly, and looked down at Alex. Who had… fallen asleep ontop of him. Cute. Maybe it was the drink still in him, but he was in love with Alex. At least, he thought he was. Well, they had the date to figure it out. But for now, sleep.

He stroked Alex’s head and then pulled the covers over them, closing his eyes and curling his arms around the smaller man on his chest. As he drifted off to sleep, he started quietly singing a lullaby.

“Üsküdar'a gider iken aldı da bir yağmur

Kâtibimin setresi uzun, eteği çamur

Kâtip uykudan uyanmış, gözleri mahmur

Kâtip benim, ben kâtibin, el ne karışır

Kâtibime kolalı da gömlek ne güzel yaraşır

Üsküdar'a gider iken bir mendil buldum

Mendilimin içine (de) lokum doldurdum

Kâtibimi arar iken yanımda buldum

Kâtip benim, ben kâtibin, el ne karışır

Kâtibime kolalı da gömlek ne güzel yaraşır~…”

[A-N: I’m aware that if I went by historical records, John wouldn’t sing the song at the end, because it’s Turkish, but this was a lullaby of mine, so I’m being nostalgic. Shout out to Dad for singing this to me]

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I request for you to write something you enjoy from an au. Either a favourite of your aus, some random au from tumblr, or just a random new made-up au! Any idea or topic you really enjoy or are fond of :} (bonus if there's shenanigans involved) :}}

Alright! This au is a classic favorite! Made by myself and my good friend @galaxygermdraws ! We call it the vinepulse AU! And this is my interpretation! :)

Tw: jungle, blood, violence, lore, all that good stuff

Impulse was not normally competitive. But this was no normal fight.

It was one for superiority.

Now, grian and tango had both had an argument over who was better, Team ZIT or the Architects. And what better way to settle this then a friendly competition. And well, Impulse found himself at the hermit challenges area, with Other mentioned groups.

He watched and cheered on as Zed beat Mumbo at a redstone wiring competition (Although he was extremely glad he was not in the blast zone- Note: Zeds machine can and WILL blow up near grian) And chuckled as Grian out built Tango by a longshot, although Tango held his own very well. But, now they were tied….

And it was up to him and Iskall to settle this.

Although, Impulse was a bit concerned for iskall. They almost seemed..robotic. Iskalls behaviour honestly reminded Impulse of when They first joined, when they were still kind of in hitman mentality. Sure, not many knew of Iskalls past, but Impulse did. Impulse and Iskall were closer then most thought, and Iskall had told Impulse they were a hitman before they joined.

Thats what being stuck in a cave for days on end together does to you, impulse thought to himself. (A personal HC I have, )

And, Impulse was a tad bit nervous. Because the two hadn't chosen redstone or building like the last two rounds were. No, both of them had wanted to spice things up.

So of course, they decided on PvP.

Yeah, it sounded good. But now that Impulse was standing here, looking to iskall? It didn't appeal to the redstoner so much. He felt his stomach twist to knots, and adrenaline start to kick in as Iskall ran at him.

Right,left,right.

The clashing of netherite on netherite filled his ears. Impulse could hear hi heartbeat, as the sounds echoes and his blood rushed.

Left, right,left

SLASH

Left right- SLASH

The blade hit impulse, cutting his skin. Causing pain, and tears to well as he stumbled back. The pain was hot and white Impulse regaining focus as he fell, looking up to iskall.

He gave a sharp cry as the other plunged their blade into his leg.

This wasn't iskall.

Their cyberkinetics looked warped, instead of being lined with the friendly iskallium green, pure red glow. Their robotic eye was glowing the same deep cherry color, as they stood over impulse with a monotone expression.

Impulse felt a cold realization dawn on him.

He could die

***

Impulse didnt know why he was in the jungle. He was vaugely aware of someone telling him to run. So he did. The redstoner was bloody and tired.

Psst.

Impulse wearily turned, looking to see a silhouette in the trees. Everything was getting blurry.

“Etho….?” he slurred, stumbling towards the other.

Impulse fell, but was quickly scooped up by...arms?

Dont worry. We will take care of you. Rest.

Impulse felt his eyes start to close….Wait….these were vines...no! He tried to pull back, but the vine like arms were firmly wrapped around him, gently covering the slashes….and rocking him. Impulses mind was wrapped by the vines, he could feel it- and he was so exhausted….

Sleep. Let go.

Impulse couldn't stop it, his eyes closing as his body went limp, soft vines wrapping around his arms and legs.

Why did bdubs say the jungle was so bad……..?

#hermitcraft #grian #impulsesv #au #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #mmmmmm angst #tangotek #zedaph #mumbo jumbo #iskall85

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datingadviceonreddit · 5 years

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Hello relationships, I’m a 20/f and recently tiptoed back into the dating pool. I’m not really ready, so I’m taking things slow and honestly just looking for good friends. I was in a 2 year abusive relationship almost 2 months ago, and after the breakup made some mistakes and hooked up with a guy for the first time. It wasn’t a good experience, I ended up crying and having a panic attack but the guy was sweet and consoled me. However, it did take him a while to realize I wasn’t even enjoying the sex. He asked me multiple times if I was okay, each time I gave a sad “yes, I’m fine.” I wasn’t okay but my head told me to say I was. I laid there like a dead body, my face blank and at some point he was like “you seem spacy.” He only ever stopped when I finally began crying. He seemed disappointed, but did his best to comfort me, naked. I felt gross and his naked body only triggered me more. At some point he asked “Would you being on top help?” And before he had stopped he had asked me for doggy. I felt sick, it wasn’t forced but it wasn’t enjoyable and he didn’t seem to notice I wasn’t into it.He’s a sweet guy but he gives off this vibe that makes me uncomfortable. I don’t feel anything for him, there’s no butterflies, no desire to hangout. He asked me a million times to hangout and each time I gave an excuse. He would become pushy, saying he misses me and I should make time for him. He would kind of guilt trip me, then would flat out just say he’s going to pick me up from work. I ended up cutting him off and last night he sent me a picture of my tinder profile saying“Hey baesics I know you may not want to speak to me but may I at least know if I did something wrong?”“If you didnt like me, why wouldnt you just tell me, I can understand”“Well I guess now I'll finally stop annoying now Haha ““Should I expect to never talk to you again?”“If you say yes, that we'll never talk again. I wont bother you anymore. I'll be left confused but I'll leave you alone”“I get that and thats okay, you ended shit when I told you I'll try to come to terms in being friends ““You didnt give me the opportunity to try”When he mentions the friend portion, this is when I told him I wasn’t ready for what he wanted and needed to love myself and be alone for a while before I tried to be with someone. I explained this a hundred times in different ways and each time he tried to talk me out of it and stated he wanted to help me, wanted to be there for me and that we could take it slow and see what happens. I told him we could be friends and he asked me to hangout one last time for closure. I tried to say no but finally caved and we went to a movie. He held my hand despite my discomfort and saying no a few times, again I let it happen cause I’m a pushover. When he dropped me off he tried to kiss me, at first I blocked his access to kiss me, then he pouted and I felt bad and gave him a peck. He tried for more but I quickly got out of the car and said “I’m sorry I can’t.” Before going into my house.Am I in the wrong for all of this? Am I a bad person for hurting him?TL;DR Messy “dating” situation gone ugly. via /r/dating_advice

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crusty-the-snowman · 6 years

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How to train your dragon au Humans: Michael Jake Chloe Jenna Christine Dragons Rich - flame whipper Jeremy: night fury Mr.Heere: also nightfury fight me The squip: blue death (haha like red death) Brooke: Nadder? Changewing? Take this while I'm playing my How To Train Your Dragon Game SO Michael works as a blacksmith And so do his moms, Its kind of a family thing for them Michael, Jake, Jenna, Chloe and Christine are in training to learn how to slay dragons But theyre bad at working as a group, and on their own Christine and Jake tend to be spacey and were awful at keeping an eye on the dragons And Michael really just knows how to make weapons, not so much use them The people who stood the best chance were Jenna who honestly jyst likes studying dragons so she knows a lot about them And Chloe whos very good with weapons But those two couldnt work together very well. Mr.Reyes is dissapointed in his latest students. Michaels moms assured him its okay and if he can still be a blacksmith Its somewhat assuring, but not quite for Michael personally Jake would say his parents were dissapointed in him but they were taken by dragons, It wouldve made him a chief, but because hes so young Chloe parents were put in charge until Jakes old enough During a dragon raid one night Michael tried to shoot a Night Fury only to find himself horrifically missing and dissapointed in himself During said raid a couple dragons even go out of their cages A couple days later Michael went to gather wood only to find Night Fury scales Upon following them he found a A Night Fury with its legs wrapped up in a net in an odd way like it got itself tangled Michael with nothing else he can do with it, started to try and check out this strange dragon and document it the best he could. Only upon trying to look at its legs, unwrapped it just enough for the dragon to get away and found it didnt try to kill him. Because it was getting late Michael had to go home. The next day he went to retrieve the rope (he realized it could still be used) and noticed there were tracks assumedly from the Night Fury, but they looked bigger than he remembered Long story short Michael followed the tracks and finds the Night Fury. It doesnt appear injured but it appears VERY clumsy and occupied with a pond its trying to catch fish in. But Michael with a lack of planning for this to happen decides to start writing in a notebook the things he notices about the Night Fury from a distance. When he gets home he beings the rope back and lets his moms know he found it, (which theyre very proud of him for doing) So Michael starts leaving to study this Night Fury more, thinking he could be like the botanists that wrote the book of dragons and be really good at this. His moms are mainly happy hes found taking walks to be a sort of nice hobby He also notes Jake leaving late at night often as Michael comes back around the same time and maybe because hes really gay for Jake (this is relevant) After one very long day thats turning into night Michael realises something that he can't find an explanation for while watching this night fury hes dubbed Jeremy 1. Jeremy can't seem to hunt for himself but he seems well fed 2. Jeremy definitely doesnt match the size of the tracks he followed to him that seem to still match the shape of his foot Because he's stayed out so late though Michael gets his answer Theres the sound of a thud outside of the tunnel and in a panic he scrambles all the way inside the cave just barely out of the way to see another larger Night Fury to come in that definitely better matches the tracks he follwed The size difference suggests and same species suggests maybe this Jeremys dad. Which seems confirmed when he finds this is the the one who seems to be feeding Jeremy And it makes a lot more sense now Michael shot the net and missed hitting the Night Fury he was aiming for, but Jeremy was the one who ended up tangled up in it. For now Michael intends to leave but trying to go towards the tunnel doesnt go well when he drops his notebook Because of this in a matter of minutes hes stuck in place with a large Night Furry towering over him and huffing Michaels pretty sure this is it for him and closes his eyes regretting his life choices Until this Night Fury sneezed and proceeded to puke a fish on him like it puked fish up for Jeremy. And its clear he was just sniffing Michael and seemed to see him as a not a threat (unbeknownst to Michael its partially because Michaels been collecting NightFury scales that Jeremys been shedding and led to him smelling like him) Its also noteable Jeremy didn't take notice of Michael until his dad moved towards him. And as jeremys dad was getting Jeremys attention instead of making any noise he would manage to touch jeremy first to get his attention And until this point jeremy never took notice of Michael before when he he'd dropped things so appeared Jeremy had hearing problems which possibly had affected Jeremys abilty to hunt With this Michael came home very late and ended up having to tell his moms the truth who were very worried about him Surprisingly they werent mad considering they let Michael talk and explain how Jeremy and his dad didnt attack him and Jeremys dad even tried to feed him. Michaels moms thought this was interesting because nobody known anything about Night Furys before and Michael has the scales to prove it. They promise not to tell because Michael and his moms also know Chloes parents wouldnt be as understanding and if they heard Michael suddenly befriended dragons For now Michael keeps going alone to visit Jeremy who hes now found is quite friendly and even stops caring when Michael doesnt vary the scales with that makes him smell like a Night Fury If anything Jeremy gets excited the moment he can smell Michael and even starts saving food for when Michael shows up. (Though Michael just pretends to eat it and later bring it back to feed Jeremys dad) Over time it seems like Michaels been improving at the academy for (understanding) and "defeating" dragons, though Jake just seems better at dodging and being ignored by them Over time Michael even gets the idea to see if Jeremy can fly since hes yet to see it and one night hangs out to wait for Jeremys dad to also show up It's becomes apparent by comparison Jeremy has a weirdly formed tail wing which with a lack of hearing might mean Jeremy has some birth defects [que some of Michael getting help from his moms to make a prosthetic similar to the movie] Michael then waits till Jeremys dad returns in hopes to fly with him and that way he can also count on him to teach Jeremy to fly assuming Jeremy hasnt been able to prior The first attempt is rough as Jeremy finds Michael cannot hold on if theyre flying upside down, but Mr.Heere is big enough he manages to grab Michael by the back of his shirt and carry Jeremy to the ground very carefully The next couple attemps was Michael and Jeremy learning to work together to fly and jeremy being taught to fly by jers dad who just so happy his son and the weird small fleshy dragon he's befriended are able to fly with him together Also in this time (maybe also because flying was way fun and Michael felt like he could do anything if he could help Jeremy fly) Michael finds the courage to ask out Jake and happen to run into him when Jakes returning home in the dead of night. Jake seems very frantic in getting inside which makes Michael very worried until he hears a squawk but not a bird type squawk And Jake panics and asks Michael to promise he wont tell anyone about what hes doing if Jake let's him inside Michaels says yes and next thing he knows Jake has pulled him into a kiss for a moment before pulling him inside One of the dragons that had escaped to academy during a raid was a red and light blue Flamewhipper, a dragon resembling a gecko and used to constantly drop its tail and paralyze people making fighting it hard Well, Michael thought it escaped like everyone else until suddenly said dragon has crawled down from the ceiling to try and eat fish and a plant called ceriman Jake seems to have in his backpack. Jake named this dragon Rich and admits during the raid he'd taken the time to free Rich feeling like the dragons weren't bad and they were essentially tormenting the dragons in there. However Rich ended up following Jake to his house. Possibly because Jakes house is warm compared to outside and Rich is very fond of crawling in and laying on Jakes jacket So every night since, Jakes been feeding Rich who has yet to leave on his own and seems to be particularly fond of Jake himself to the point Jake has been sharing a bed with him Which now explains why dragons lately have been ignoring Jake as he shells like another dragon Michael doesnt give specifics but says he has a similar situation occuring that his moms know about and decides to stay over with how late it is Rich steals part of Jakes bed Michael also offers for his moms to help Jake feed Rich but Jake declines saying hes worried Rich might not be fond of many people Later that night Jake also apologizes for kissing Michael saying he's been crushing on him for awhile and only did it because he was greatful Michael wasn't going to tell anyone Jakes explanation for his actions is a big gay mood for Michael Michael also asks if he can kiss Jake again Jake says yes and they kiss for a moment until Rich squawks at them because Jake stopped petting him The next day Jake is introduced to Jeremy who thinks Jake is another small fleshy dragon and tries to play with him also sniffs him heavily because he smells Rich and "where is other dragon??!! I can smell him but hes not on this fleshy dragon?!??" Michael explains Jeremy cant hear and has dad that typically feeds him, he also cant fly which is what Michael helps him do with his prosthetic sort of tail Jeremy pukes fish on Jake and Michael tells him he typically feeds it to Jeremys dad later at night Michael also tells Jake hes welcome to come by to visit jeremy and his dad as long as Michael's there too incase Jeremys dad acts differemt towards Jake smelling like a different dragon Jake also asks if Michael and his moms could help make him a saddel like Jeremy has but for Rich Part 1 bc it wont let me post more on this

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