#i know i already showed that freak on the right but im too lazy to remove it n draw more in its place

[qiekz]

i drew some fun stuff cuz i was bored ^_^

[plz reblog]

freak on the left waz already posted here

#i know i already showed that freak on the right but im too lazy to remove it n draw more in its place #furry #art #scenecore #scene #furry art #scene furry #sparklefur #sparkledog #my art #fursona art #emo dog #eyestrain #furrycore #sfw furry #tw blood #<- ig #anthro #fursona

[star-girl69]

New Romantics

Clarisse La Rue x Fem!AphroditeCabin!Reader

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sypnosis: you and clarisse meet during a capture the flag game, In A Good Way prequel!!

a/n: IM SO GLAD EVERYONE LIKES MY CLARISSE FIC ☹️☹️☹️☹️ i have so many planned but i just wanted to say thank you all sm!!!! this one is so silly….. i hope you all enjoy!!

LMK IF YOU WANNA BE ON MY CLARISSE TAGLIST!!!!!!

New Romantics - Taylor Swift

warnings: violence, swearing, mentions of death and blood, insane clarisse bc she gets a LITTLE too into capture the flag, protective clarisse obvi i will never write a fic without her showing up, clarisse makes me SWOON if you couldn’t tell, not proofread we get turned into pine trees like thalia over here, tell me if i missed anything!!

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Your legs ache. You’ve been at Camp Half Blood all your life, but you just spent the entire school year doing absolutely nothing. It was an adjustment. You’re already being forced into the horrible tradition of capture the flag. You met up with your favorite and best friends Jackie and Tyla at the beginning of summer, and you’ve all been attached to the hip ever since.

The three of you thought you could escape to a random part of the woods and skip out.

It’s not like you were lazy, or couldn’t hold your own in a fight- but you had just taken turns doing each others nails yesterday, and it would be such a shame to see them all smudged and broken.

You were on the red team, so you watched as the incomparable Clarisse La Rue ran around instructing everyone what to do- completely skipping past the three of you. Jackie took it to heart, complaining about how she had lasted two minutes sparring with Clarisse once, and she had no right to label all Aphrodite kids as weak and useless.

You remember the night you finally made it to the crest of camp, blood staining your hands, your satyr protector dead on the ground behind you as some monster you didn’t know the name of chased after you.

The three of you thought maybe a nice walk at the edge of the woods would be nice, when suddenly a squadron of the blue team came running out trying to catch you as prisoners. It wasn’t a rule of the game, but it was generally expected that that the winner had more prisoners, or else the victory just didn’t seem right.

The blue team saw Aphrodite kids as easy targets to pick off.

This felt all too familiar to that stormy light, your pounding heart, looking around as everything crashed around you. One of them even jumped down from the freaking trees, and you screamed at the top of your lungs as all three of you sprinted off into different directions.

There was only one chasing behind you, a Hermes kid you didn’t know the name of, but he was fast on your tail.

Just as you had reached the crest of the hill, you screeched at the top of your lungs as you saw four figures in front of you. A satyr. Two girls. One boy.

“Not another one,” the stayr moaned, before beckoning you towards them. You stayed frozen in place. The monster was big and slow, but you could hear it approach.

The boy held out his hand.

“I promise,” he breathed, locking eyes with the smaller girl, maybe a year or two younger than you, before looking up at the older girl. You could tell she was battle hardened, she was ready to win this. “We’ll all make it to camp.”

Both monsters chasing you let out ear-piercing roars, and you quickly slapped your hand into his and sprinted away.

Thalia, you would later learn her name, didn’t survive that night. But you did. Luke did. Annabeth did.

The three of you will forever be bonded by that, even if you’re on different teams in capture the flag. Gods, you wish it was Luke chasing you right now- but it’s not.

You’ve forgotten everything about swords and fighting in exchange for the Russian Revolution and the Periodic Table. You hate school even more in this moment.

He reaches out towards you and you’re distracted by his hand touching your shoulder, heart pounding in your ears, and you trip right over a root and stumble before falling to the ground.

You faintly see the flash of bronze armor pass you, then you suddenly hear a body slam into the ground. You whip around, only to find a girl wearing a red-tipped helmet on top of the boy chasing you.

“Clarisse!” she shouts. “I got him!”

You breathe heavily, watching at the boy yells and tries to buck her off of him, but you faintly remember seeing her constantly around Clarisse. She must be another Ares kid, which means there’s no way she’s letting this Hermes kid gets away.

Clarisse saunters out of the woods on your left, looking between you and the boy on the ground.

You sit up on your hands, watching it all play out, not able to catch your breath.

She smiles, slow, like a cheshire cat.

Gods, why does she have to look like that? Why does she have to smile like that? Why does she have to make you feel this way?

Why doesn’t she just drop the spear and make out with you?

“So, this is the dummy who thinks it’s funny to chase around Aphrodite kids,” she says, slowing walking turns him. The girl holds up his head so he has to look at Clarisse. She places the end of her spear into the dirt. She leans down in front of him. “Well, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but the Aphrodite cabin is on the red team, right? Right?”

The girl tugs his head up and he winces, but nods.

“And who captains the red team? Cause I think it’s me, isn’t it?”

He’s learned his lesson. He nods quickly, now.

“I’m feeling nice today. Why don’t you apologize to the pretty girl, and maybe I won’t kill you.”

His eyes lock with yours. He says nothing.

“I said apologize, dumbass.”

He glares at Clarisse.

“You’re fucking insane.”

She laughs a bit. “It’s capture the flag, Zander, why are you not getting a little crazy? Chasing after Aphrodite kids is just embarrassing, honestly.”

“Fine,” he spits. “Fucking fine. I’m sorry.”

“Was that so hard?” she coos. She nods, and the girl let’s him go.

Holy Hades if that wasn’t the hottest thing you’ve ever seen.

He runs straight off into the woods after a moment, when he realizes they’re not gonna chase after him, not now at least.

The other girl turns to you. “You ok?”

“Yeah, yeah,” you dust off your knees. “There’s more of them by the edge, just so you know. Just north of the river.”

The girl smiles. “Gods, yes. Fuckin’ love destroying the Hermes cabin.”

Clarisse turns to you. She tilts her head to the side, watching you breath heavily on the ground. She sticks out your hand. Your grab it quick, scared she might pull away, and her hand is so warm and fits perfectly with yours. She pulls you up and you dust off your knees.

The other girl takes off running, following the boy, yelling for Clarisse to hurry up.

She smiles a bit, and you swear to Zeus her cheeks are a little flushed, you swear she looks at your lips for a second.

She brushes her thumb across her cheek.

“You’ve got some dirt on your face, gorgeous.”

She runs off before you can say anything, electrical spear crackling to life.

Oh, you fucking love capture the flag.

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clarisse “you’ve got some dirt on your face, gorgeous” la rue the woman you are

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#clarisse la rue #clarisse la rue x reader #clarisse la rue x y/n #clarisse la rue x you #pjo tv show #pjo x reader

[pastel-peach-writes]

hey,

sorry if i'm bothering you, i loved so muchhh your raya x reader one shot, sooo i was wondering if have some time, can you do another one? (something fluff because she's so adorable).No pressure of course.

Thank you so much and keep going because you are fantastic.

Have a nice day/afternoon/night

Hi Anon! Sorry, I'm getting to this so late. I would love to do this for you. Raya x reader coming up!

When I Looked Into Your Eyes, I Saw Stars For The First Time | Raya x Reader

╰┈➤ PLOT: Raya was helpless with her crush on you. What she didn't know was how much you liked her back. In other words, four times Raya daydreamed about you and the one time she thought you might be daydreaming too.

╰┈➤ WARNINGS: Hopeless Lesbian, Fluff, Long Oneshot, No Use of Y/n, Second Person, Not Proofread.

twenty-one. raya was twenty-one freaking years old and she still had a crush on you. it's been six years. six, and raya still had no clue how to get you out of her head. how could she want to?

when she thought of you, she thought of how your eyes sparkled during firework shows at night festivals. she thought of how your cheeks puffed up when you stuffed your face full of food and then how depleted you felt after.

to her, you were so cute it was sickening. downright nauseating and her knees were weak.

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ONE

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"wow, raya! are you sick or something? you're looking at that human like how noi looks at golden and shiny objects." the dragon lady commented. raya hummed in a measle response. she pushed a lazy shoulder towards the dragon and let her hat loosely hang from her fingers.

at the day market, you were negotiating with an elder merchant. as you walked by her table, you noticed some sparkly crystal-beaded jewelry. upon further inspection, the beads were fake. nonetheless, you still wanted the jewelry, but not at the ridiculous price she was advertising.

"all's good, sisu," raya slurred her words. she shifted her weight to her back foot, letting the other stretch out. in a love-stricken daze, she put a hand in her pocket.

"yeah, right," namaari commented. she took the hat from raya's fingers. with light movement, she placed the hat on raya's head. namaari continued to smack the top of the hat with a bonk!

"hey!" raya huffed. she tilted the brim of the hat upwards. "what gives?"

"what gives is your longing. stop being a baby and ask them out already." namaari rolled her eyes. she crossed her arms over her chest while a merchant went around advertising homemade bao.

raya scoffed. "i have no clue what you're talking about."

"oo, raya has a crush! who is it? who is it?" sisu bounced around hon her heels, grabbing a bao as she looked up and down the street for raya's crush.

on cue, you walked over to the group holding five bracelets. "i finally got her to mark the price down some. that lady had a tight grasp around her 60 jade per bracelet."

"per bracelet?!" sisu exclaimed. she snapped her attention to the shiny objects wrapped around your fingers. you nodded. you took a blue and purple bracelet from your collection and wrapped it around sisu's wrist.

"yup. 60. she's crazy but im crazier. i made her change the price to 15 for one or 20 for 5."

"whoa," namaari added. "that's a crazy price drop. how'd you do it?"

"a magician never reveals their secret." you gave namaari a dazzling grin as you slid a firey red bracelet around her wrist. raya tilted her head to the side and hummed again. the polishing of the crystals had nothing against the shine in your eye.

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TWO

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"okay, so, i gathered information from tail to fang and no one has anything on fermented bean sprout powder," you announced as your walked into the designated meeting room of raya's home. raya and namaari were sat at the table.

raya and namaari, up to no good as usual, were making some sort of potion or maybe a dish that required outlandish ingredients like dusted jasmine flower and fermented bean sprout powder. you weren't even sure if those things existed.

raya groaned, leaning her elbows on the table. she held her head in her hands. "are you sure? no one has any information on anything?"

"mm, nope." you placed the collection of papers you had in your hand on the table. beside the paper was a stack of books. "hey," you ran your hand across the thick leather cover of the first book. it was as thick as box of juice, its cover dusty and scratched up. the title of the book was intelligible. "can i scan through this to see if i can find anything?"

namaari, who's been quiet this whole time and enjoying the daze looked in raya's eye, turned her head towards the Heart princess. "yeah uh," raya sat up in her chair. she cleared her throat and scooted the chair closer in. "of course." with a thank you and a sweet smile, you sat at the table. you took the thick book off the top of the stack. it landed on the table with a thick thud. a puff of dust erupted of underneath. you simply swatted the dust away before reading.

raya tilted her head, resting a cheek in the palm of her hand. she was at the end of the table while you were on the opposite end and on the side. the same side namaari was sitting on. namaari was in the chair closest to raya.

raya let out a quiet, dreamy sigh. switching her head to her other hand as you flipped to another page. namaari groaned. she sat back in her chair and pinched the bridge of her nose. "seriously, you're still hung up over this? i thought you were done."

snapped out of her thoughts, raya glared at namaari. "may i remind you why we're here in the first place? no, I'm not done. stick a cork in it."

"stick a cork in it? stick a cork--" namaari stood from her chair. the chair scruffed against the flooring. the sound rang through the echoey room, but you paid no mind. raya grabbed her wrist and shoved her back down.

"stick a cork in it."

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THREE

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"i don't know, there's just, something about them," raya spoke to the stars. she sat at her bedroom window. she had the doors opened, curtains pulled back, and rested an arm on the seal. she sat on the cush cushions of the bench her father made her when she was young.

at first, it was so she could look at the stars without going on her tiptoes, but now it was a place for her to collect her thoughts and talk to the sky.

"i feel different around them. it was the same way i felt with namaari when we were little, but stronger somehow," she spoke out to the sky. "like, when i first met namaari, i was bursting with excitement. i was making a new friend, she was nice, and also a dragon lover. obviously, that feeling turned into hate for a little while, and I'm not saying i hate them or namaari--" she interrupted her ramble by groaning. she dramatically let her forehead fall to her arm.

she took a deep breath. "saying these feelings are so much harder than thinking them," she mumbled into her hand. she lifted her head up, placing her chin on her arm instead. "what i have with them is different than what i have with namaari. it's the excitement, the giggling, and the dizziness i get when I'm around them that's so addicting. i didn't get that with namaari. what i had with her was simply platonic." raya looked up into the sky. a cluster of stars gathered by some leaves of a tree. a soft breeze brushed her skin, forcing raya to take another deep breath. she closed her eyes. she let her shoulders come up to her ears and then deflate. she slouched, feeling a pull towards the ground. slow, she opened her eyes again. she was refreshed, renewed. she knew what her feelings meant now.

when she looked back into the sky again, a star that led the cluster twinkled. raya smiled, the breeze brushing past her ears. "yeah, i get it now. thank you."

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FOUR

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finally, the last time raya daydreamed about you co-sided with the time she realized you daydream about her.

there was a party at Heart. it was summer and Heart used every excuse they could to throw a party. Heart's Annual Summer Bash was something all the regions participated in. before the whole, saving the world thing with sisu, a sprinkle of people from each region would come, but since then, everyone came!

raya stood by the food table, resting on the half wall behind. with a fond look in her eye, she scanned the party. there was a couple dancing with their kid in the middle of the dance floor, kids running around with food all over their faces, and then there was you, happily talking to sisu. whatever you were talking about, it excited you.

your eyes lit up, their color even more vibrant than before. the apples of your cheeks puffed up because of how much you were smiling and laughing. raya felt like her chest was going to explode. she wanted to cup your face and kiss it, make you smile more. she wanted to hold your hands and feel how soft they were. raya wanted to do so many things with you, but she couldn't. she didn't want to creep you out.

"raya," her father said as he walked over with a smile. he was dressed up in his party wear, his hair in his usual man bun. snapping out of her trance, raya matched her dad's smile. she pulled him into a hug.

"hi, dad!"

"raya," her dad resumed. he pulled away from the hug. "this party is amazing. you and namaari outdid yourselves." raya waved him off with a sheepish chuckle.

"oh, it was nothing."

"nonsense. this party is better than any one i orchestrated." chief benja laughed, shaking his head. with a happy sigh, he leaned against the wall. "are you okay, dewdrop? i saw you spacing out earlier."

raya's smile softened. she turned around to lean her forearms on the wall's edge. she looked out the opening. she could see the bridge and sparkling water. even from far away, she could see the leaves moving in the wind. "yeah, I'm okay."

chief benja's smile matched hers. he rubbed the small of her back. "you saw them, didn't you? why don't you confess and tell them how you feel? it's been seven years--"

"-- six actually." raya stood upright. she held onto the wall as she rocked herself back and forth. "it's been six years since i had a crush on them. won't be seven until two months."

chief benja laughed. he put his hands up in defense. "oh, excuse me. six years." he opened his mouth to speak again, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a certain young adult walking up to them while fidgeting with a beaded bracelet. "oh, i think someone is calling my name," he told raya. "I'll catch you later."

"okay, dad--"

"hi, raya."

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FIVE (technically one)

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she just had to stand like that. with her thumbs in her pockets and her back against the wall.

you were proud to say your crush on raya has been a successful secret. no one, absolutely no one, knew you liked her. not even namaari, the girl who swears she knows everyone's secret. she was too wrapped up in her own life to notice yours. not that you were complaining though.

you had a crush on raya for years now; you didn't know the exact number.

there were many opportunities where you hinted your crush on her. like earlier this week, you bought her a bracelet. then, you volunteered to find that ingredient she needed, and now, you were at her party having the time of your life.

okay, so, maybe you weren't the best at hinting at your crush on her but today you had a plan. you bought an extra bracelet for her. you spent your free time during the week creating a personalized charm. it was a heart with your initials engraved into it along with a plus sign. it was the perfect gift to confess. or maybe it was creepy. you hoped she didn't see it as creepy.

"hi, raya," you spoke. your voice was soft and quiet. if you two weren't so close, you were afraid raya wouldn't hear you.

"oh," raya turned around. she stood up straighter, a smile spreading across her face. "hey, you. you enjoying the party?"

your heart was racing. her beautiful brown eyes were staring directly into yours. you could only dream of this moment. her, smelling of fruit and forest, and the strands of her hair neatly pulled back and braided. she even had a half bun to match her dad's.

swallowing hard and wondering where the heck the moisture in your mouth went, you nodded. "yeah! um, I'm having a good time. i actually came over here to talk to you about something."

"uh oh, that doesn't sound good." raya chuckled. she waved you over to join looking at the view with her. you obliged. you stood next to her and instead of looking at the view, you looked at her. "what's up?"

you took a deep breath. there was no time but now to confess. "i made, well, bought this bracelet for you and added the charm." you handed the bracelet off to her. as she grabbed it, her fingertips lingered on yours.

you felt fizz burst up and through you. it was like she knew the effect her touch had on you. your ears were ringing and goosebumps spread to your arms. raya chuckled softly, her own cheeks changing in color.

she inspected the bracelet. she dragged her fingers against the small and cool beads. "this is really cool, thank you."

anxious, you watched as her eyes scanned the item. she finally took notice of the charm. she brought the bracelet closer to her eyes, squinting to read the text. the new color on her cheeks got worse. her dazzling eyes met yours and then looked back at the charm.

"this... this is..."

"raya," you let out a breath. "i like you. i've liked you for some time now and keeping my feelings a secret, while wildly successful, it's also wildly stressful. i lay awake at night hoping and wishing i get to see you and hang out with you." you glanced up at her. she was staring at you now. her face was hard to read. you couldn't tell if she was intrigued or grossed out. either way, you continued. "and if the gift isn't your style or maybe I'm not your style, but i thought you deserved to know how i feel about you so," you trailed off. how else were you supposed to end that? she still hasn't said anything.

raya didn't have anything to say. she realized a few nights back that actions mean a lot more than words. after you confessed, she thought of all the times you were there for her or gifted her something. how couldn't she notice? you were right there. all the time

she held up her wrist to show off the purple bracelet you bought her earlier that week. with a teasing smile, she took it off. she slipped the new one on. after putting the old bracelet in her pocket, she held your hand up to hers. your bracelet on the wrist she held up. she intertwined your fingers, her teasing smile now a grin. "i like you too, jewels."

you laughed. the ringing in your ears calmed down, but that didn't stop the fuzzy feeling in your stomach and the roaring warmth on your cheeks. "jewels?"

she nodded. "you have a knack for buying me jewelry," she cooed. "it's cute, but you don't have to keep buying stuff for me anymore. so, no more hassling old ladies to make sure you got a great gift for your super cool and attractive crush." she poked your nose.

you swatted her hand. "hey, no teasing!"

"ahh," she let go of your hand to wrap her arm around your shoulders. "no can do, jewels. you have a crush on me, it's only fair to tease you."

"oh, so i can tease you back?" you held the hand that was around your shoulders.

"not necessarily, but, i can give you something in return."

confused, you scrunched your eyebrows together and tilted your head. she pulled away from you with a laugh. after digging in her pockets, she pulled out a necklace that had a mini glass bottle hanging from it.

"it's uh, it's forever powder. mari and i found out about it while searching through old books. legend has it that whomever you give this concoction to, you swear your friendship and loyalty to them." she gestured to the necklace, silently asking if she could put it on you. you nodded. raya carefully took the necklace and wrapped it around your neck. she fixed your clothes to make sure the necklace was showing off.

"it looks like we both have a thing for gifting jewelry," you teased her. a grin spread across your lips. raya gave you a dry laugh. she wrapped her arm around your shoulders again.

"seems like."

FIN.

WC: 2,811

#raya x you #raya fanfiction #raya and the last dragon fanfic #raya and the last dragon #raya fanfic #raya x reader #lesbian #sapphic #wlw ff #gender neutral reader #gender neutral terms #pastel-peach-writes #pastel peach writes

[hamsteroveriord]

i have this idea for like post rebellion madoka magica (this is another long rant post lol)

madoka and homura actually become besties in this new life (with sayaka still friends with madoka but keeps her distance from homura cus yk why)

anyways so theyre besties and homura is so glad that she doesnt have to deal with loosing madoka and restarting over again like she used to :D

....until one day they go to the mall together to go to that cd shop, and while madoka is listening to music she hears something weird. its not like calling her name out but it sounds like its in pain, so madoka leaves without telling homura and tries to locate where the noises were coming from. she gets to an abandoned floor in the mall and finds none other than kyubey !

sounds familiar, right? except kyubey isnt hurt or anything, he just is so much weaker than what he used to be (because of homura) and is basically starving because he actually needs to eat now so she rushs over to kyubey like "what is this thing?? it looks like it needs help..."

before she can even comprehend of what this thing even is, she hears homura calling out her name (cus she did just kinda leave homura alone in the store without warning😅) and madoka just awkwardly shoves kyubey into her school bag.

homura eventually finds her and she looks slightly more freaked out than usual (cus this is how that one timeline in the show started) and madoka is like "oops!! sorry i thought i heard something hahaha!!!" and homura sighs from relief and walks out with madoka , glad that she most likely didnt see a weird problematic creature she absolutely despised (except she did)

madoka thinks about telling homura but gets a chilling vibe from her, so instead when she gets dropped off at her house by homura, she calls sayaka while getting to her room to talk about this weird ass creature she found and sayaka ALREADY knows whats up but pretends not to know because well...yk..

anyways im too lazy to finish writing this concept rn but like if you've read all of what i wrote then thank you :))) maybe I'll draw concept art for it who knows

#pmmm #madoka magica

[underwater-pinball]

getting to know people better thing i was tagged into by @freezing-kaiju thankksss

i never play tag games or anything and im too lazy to tag people maybe i will later. ill just answer the questions...

3 ships: I'm actually not a huge shipper teehee! but i do like airi/shizuku, madotsuki/poniko, and wilardo/ Sirius. just off the top of my head.

first ever ship: idk princess bubble gum and marceline or something? hard to remember.

last movie: I stayed over at my friends dorm and watched the second sonic movie. Ive actually never seen the first sonic movie but it was still fun. mostly fun because one of my friends is an insane sonic nerd so she knew all the references. I wouldn't have watched it alone though.

currently reading: re-reading midnight in the garden of good and evil. one of my fav books ever! i should read something new though... i havent read a new book in forever. just short stories and books ive already read.

currently watching: nothing right now actually i dont really watch shows that much <-freak

currently chomping: i just had an eclair

currently craving: nothingggg my stoumach actually hurts

@junojuxtaposition @a-carrion-crow @spentflower @artxmisery @felix-the-pup @heckarockstick @radioactiveinkling @smallestclowninthecircus @1080kite

sorry if any of you didnt wanna be tagged </3

#ask game #tag game #ill come back to this and tag people

[littledemon154]

Hello everyone! Michael Myers x reader

I'm here to tell you something before we continue.

The (y/n) which is "your name" will have a disorder. It will be ADHD, you have severe ADHD. What ADHD is...

Attention deficit/hyperactivity disorder (ADHD) is one of the most common mental disorders affecting children. Symptoms of ADHD include inattention (not being able to keep focus), hyperactivity (excess movement that is not fitting to the setting), and impulsivity (hasty acts that occur at the moment without thought).

I have ADHD...so luckily this story will be interesting and these are the things I deal with every day.

Haddonfield, Illinois 6:30 am (fall)

"Honey, It's time to take your pills!"

I groan when I heard my mom's voice echoing through the house. I rolled over to the edge of the bed and lazily moved my leg out. I felt the cold hitting my leg, and I tense up bringing my leg back in. Having the warmth makes me feel so good, I never wanted to leave...

"(Y/n)!" 

I jumped off the bed quickly feeling my heart pumping. I could hear my heart so loud in my ears that I didn't even notice my mom looking at me angrily. "(Y/n)... You have school today" I started fidgeting my fingers at the thought of going to this new school. "Listen (Y/n), I know you are nervous but, I promise you... You will have a good time." she said with a calm voice.

My eyes started looking down at the pill in my mom's hand, I grabbed the pill and looked over to the warm can of soda on my nightstand. " we just moved in and your room is already a mess" I looked at her lazily not wanting to bother with her nagging away about my mess. I walked off to the bathroom and started getting ready . " your hygiene needs to be better too, so make sure to wash your face, brush your teeth-"

I got more annoyed and yelled out to her "why do you think im going to the bathroom!". I slammed the bathroom door and got ready

Time skip

I walked into the kitchen to see my dog (name), laying on the floor lazily wagging his tail. "hi buddy, aren't you being lazy today". I giggled when I saw (name) started coming toward me. I rubbed their head feeling the fur between my fingers. The feeling of the fur makes it so satisfying. " (y/n), come on we got to get going or we gonna be late as usual". I stopped rubbing the dog's head and ran to the bathroom once more to make sure I was looking ok. I saw I had a pimple on my forehead and I had to pop it, seeing how big it is, I put my two fingers on it. I pop the pimple finally only to see a red marking on my forehead

"oh fuck you got to be kidding me"  I started looking around the bathroom to see if I can fix it.

"(y/n)!" I jumped when I heard my mom's annoying voice calling out for me. "ok mom im coming!"

I got out of the car only to see the Haddonfield Elementary School. It was a decent size, and seeing the kids coming in made me more nervous though. "(y/n) don't worry you will make it, I know you will make friends".I look back to give my mom a fake smile to reassure her that I will be fine, promising her that I won't freak out. She smiled back at me and drove off.

I slowly started walking into the school thinking that I should just turn back. "no (y/n) you got this, don't disappoint your peers!" I try to look confident as best I can to show other students that im, not a loser. As I walked around the halls more, I noticed my back felt a little lighter. A realization started hitting me as I noticed I forgot my bookbag. "oh fuck! I can't believe I forgot my book bag" I start to feel the negative impact hitting me left and right as my mind tells me how stupid I am. Suddenly I bump into somebody,  I look over to my shoulder to see a dirty blond with an AC DC shirt. "im so sorry about that! I-i.. wasn't paying attention." I gave him a nervous smile, noticing that I might get yelled at, as usual, He gave me a cold glare, looking up and down at me. I stood there frozen not knowing what's gonna happen.

To my surprise, he just walked away.

I stood there confused not knowing what to do next but just keep staring at him. "excuse me"  I jump up a little scared, just to see a teacher with a stern look on her face.

Phew ok guys sorry it's short but I just want to give you guys a little tease soon the good stuff will happen

I hope you like it please like follow or read lol

#wattpad #michael myers x y/n #michael myers x reader #michael myers

[skitzs]

Rin is super hot and that's okay

So, since I'm bored today, I have come up with a solution to fight it by talking about how pretty/gorgeous/handsome/freaking attractive Rin Matsuoka is, CANONICALLY.

Let's start with: How these fellows stated this themselves in a Staff Talk. There was quite a lot there, but I'll paste the ones I only need to highlight. [quit being lazy and read, damn]

Please tell us of something you established about their elementary school days during production.

Nishiya: As for their design, we started from their high school bodies and we used that as the base for their elementary school looks.

Utsumi: We made them wear shorts. It’s something you couldn’t even imagine them wearing now! Even though I’d like to see it.

Yoneda: That’s right! Shorts and white socks!

Nishiya: We called it “mama pride” didn’t we (lol)?

Utsumi: Since around this time, everyone wears clothes that their mother chose for them.

Nishiya: It really does have a feeling that they’re being forced to wear those things.

Utsumi: They definitely wouldn’t wear those things on their own.

Yoneda: Rin wore really stylish clothes though.

Utsumi: At that time Rin wore clothes he chose himself. That’s why he had more stylish children’s clothes!

Yoneda: and there were a lot of colors!

Nishiya: That’s right! It feels very different from his monotone now.

Yoneda: When I showed Utsumi-san and Nishiya-san the colors I had come up with for his clothes they told me to make them more colorful.

Utsumi: I said “Young! More young!” (lol)

Yoneda: She said to make the lining a different color and such.

Utsumi: He had a t-shirt with “LOVE” written on it! So stylish~!

Nishiya: That’s right (lol). I don’t think many people noticed that though.

Utsumi: Wearing clothes that are slightly embarrassing is cute. It’s that sort of age period.

Nishiya: Who was the one who said that Haruka should have white socks?

Yoneda: Someone said “The child version should wear white socks!” and it was decided.

Utsumi: Shorts and white socks are obviously a set!

Yoneda: We discussed it and everyone agreed.

Nishiya: It’s Makoto that I can’t relax about.

Yoneda: His legs make me fidgety! (lol)

Nishiya: I can’t really look at them! (lol)

Utsumi: Why!?

Nishiya: Because you can see his bare legs! When I think about it now, aren’t Haruka and Makoto’s sock lengths switched?

Utsumi・Yoneda: (lol)

Yoneda: Makoto’s outfit is “mama’s pride” too, isn’t it?

Utsumi: He looks like a good child. In season 1 there were times when his clothes were super cute too. I think the clothes he wore in episode 10 when they were talking on the stone steps!

Yoneda: Ah! I know! That parka that had lines on the lining!

Utsumi: Yes! That was cute.

Nishiya: Yeah. ……How was Rin’s hair different?

Yoneda: Was it different somehow?

Nishiya: Wasn’t it longer in length over all compared to now?

Utsumi: Even though you drew it yourself why are you so doubtful……(lol).

Nishiya: And then, the mysterious ‘X’ in his bangs wasn’t there, it had more of a sleek look.

Yoneda: That’s right.

Utsumi: It was really cute.

Nishiya: He was a bishounen.

Utsumi: Haruka and Makoto’s hairstyle didn’t change much from when they were high schoolers, but Rin’s was different.

-END-

Anddddd... We all know what bishounen means.

So that's one official fact. FACT. Rin Matsuoka, from the moment he was born, is naturally PRETTY. Like, c'mon, have y'all seen this boy?

Then, have y'all seen his sister AND momma,,

[yeah im pretty stoopid at finding images, sue me]

anyway-

It's in their genes. Need I say more? Actually, I should.

I saw this one post - check it out please, if you haven't.

And I just squealed so hard after reading it and damn, I thought it made so much sense hahaha. Indeed, Rin and Haru met here for the first time, and they caught each other's attention at FIRST FREAKING GLANCE. Just at face value, they must've already thought like, "Who is this kid? I need to know. I feel like we're meant to know each other."

Which takes us back to the Staff Talk about Rin being "bishounen" in his younger days, right? Haru was first attracted to Rin, physically?? Before they raced each other, and thus became even more attracted to him. However you want to interpret what "attracted to him" could mean. Because attraction obviously means:

at·tract /əˈtrakt/ verb

past tense: attracted; past participle: attracted

cause to come to a place or participate in a venture by offering something of interest, favorable conditions, or opportunities.

LOL.

Tsuntsun Haru, however, wanted to appear cool and unbothered, and UNINTERESTED [like pls, we can see through you, haru-chan] XD we know what's up. -don't skip the fuckin link, i can see u

MOVING ON,,, HARU, I know you can't resist ze beauty~ you even imagine young rin so PRETTILY. LMAO

So there you have it, folks, it's clear as day, Rin is 8278493271% LEGIT NO CAP (REAL) gorgeous canonically!

He's even got long eyelashes to prove that.

great body that even momo would [stop and stare] at rin's bo0bs (ikyk that scene in samezuka dormsss hehe), Isuzu to talk about him to Gou about some "rumors" that he, in fact, has a great body to the point of having cleavage (ikyk from which scene this was too), and for his own sister AKA the newly appointed president of the muscles department TM (sorry, mikhail, a new leader has been born) to be quite proud of his physique too-

(take that thing off, oniichan!! at the sakura pool) (although gou has demonstrated her proudest moments abt her broskie's muscles many times throughout the show) (if it were other siblings, they'd prolly be like ewww)

AND SO, let me just end this with a rinharu pic bc i can and i love my otp so damn much

guess some things never change :')

#rin matsuoka #king #sharkbait #rinharu #free! #my thoughts #ramblings #HAHAHAHA idk man

[noroi1000]

hi love! i was wondering if i could get a matchup with one of the jjk men? also! i really loved the new gojo one shot and i’m superrrr excited for the next chapter! no pressure though!

im an 18 year old asian female, 167cm, like 47kg(?), an intj-t, and a 5w6 i believe. though i doubt i’m an intj a lot, im not really that inquisitive soooo. as you can tell from my weight, your girl does not have an ass not boobs :’) but that’s alright! i have long dark brown hair, black ass eyes, and slightly tanner skin. i wear rounder glasses and don’t wear makeup yet (i’m too freaking lazy and can’t do art for the life of me).

personality wise, im pretty calm and quiet. though, i can be quite talkative and teasing depending on the people. i laugh and smile a lot and so i’m kinda worried about fine lines already :/ hahahaha. i’m also quite clingy but a bit shy about it. i initiate it pretty often with friends, holding their arms or hands. my mom’s always compared me to gum on a wall.

speaking of walls, im a rock climber and i love the outdoors! i wanna retire in a nice european country like northern italy. but i’m also a huge homebody. i like to just stay in bed and cuddle my stuffies or watch some movies.

i’m a bit of a hopeless romantic, i believe in true love. but i also believe that people grow into that. i’ve only had one boyfriend before (lasted a couple months hahaha) and he was kinda terrible when i look at it from hindsight so he did hamper that visual.

i also have a lower social battery in the sense that i can hangout with a person for a really long time but it can only be one person and i need at least a day to regain some energy. but then again, i just have low energy in general hence the homebody aspect.

nsfw:

i’m not yet sexually active hehehe. however i have an idea of what i am based on the smut i read and what i like to imagine my guy as :D i’m a sub. hahaha i tend to lean towards hard doms but i love the idea of really sweet and praise filled sex. i’ve always loved pet names and being called pretty so yeah :>

tw depression and anxiety:

i’ve been diagnosed with clinical depression and anxiety. in my past, i’ve been emotionally manipulated and physically abused and so i have some sensitivities to loud noises and can have a hard time being vulnerable like most people. not entirely sure if this was necessary but maybe(?)

anyways! thank you so much for reading, your time and patience. this was long as heck! again, can’t wait for the next chapter! love you ♡

I think your Jujutsu kaisen matchup is:

Megumi is one of those quiet people. He behaves quietly and pays no attention to anyone around. He just doesn't like to worry about what doesn't concern him.

He is certainly also a wise person who does nothing recklessly. He has already known life and at some point he can say that he already knows how something can end.

He often gets pissed off when people irritate him. Even so, he is the same already. In the right company, he will smile and talk. Not every man pisses him off when he's next to him.

He is shy about being in a crowd. When something embarrassing happens, he'll blush and just feel ashamed of you for what others have done.

If there is a nice person in his life. For him or for others who accept him as he is, he will stick to you and just won't let you go at any price. He did not want to lose people who were close to him. But he'll never show it because he's just ashamed to show that cute and soft side.

However, with a very close person, he can't help but emotionally. He's pissed off, he's sad. He just can't do it in a large crowd.

If he could, he would be at home. Or in your room. He just likes to sit alone and never go out. Perhaps there is something in him that he could go for walks alone or Anywhere. But not in a large group. Even though he has friends. He's just often tired of a lot of people and would really prefer something quiet. For example, no one is dragging him everywhere in turn. Because people can be very annoying. He can only have a few friends. And certainly not those who do not like his character. It can't be the person taking his energy. Only a person who can recharge his energy.

He's been through a lot in his life. From his parents' abandonment to his sister's coma. And also the possible death of friends. His emotions are truly being put to cruel tests in his life. Nobody ever wielded it. And he is not trying to rule anyone either. But surely he would like to get rid of disputes that don't make sense. Why start something that cannot be finished. He didn't want good people to end badly. And so that no one would end up like him. No family, with the terrible feeling that it was all his fault. He wanted everyone to have their own justice. Throughout his life, he never seemed sensitive to anything. He just rejected it.

Perhaps someday he will become sensitive to people's emotions again. He would really like to smile with a loved one. Show emotions as he would like.

Headcanon:

• As everyone knows, he never pays attention to the superficial things in a person. Not the look. Nothing is important. He just cares about character. You can be whoever you want, and you may also want to be whoever you want. Look different, change. The only important thing for him is that you don't change emotionally. He doesn't care what others think. Others He just has his own type, and this is a nice person. Nothing else takes into account.

• If he's alone, you may be surprised, but he will talk. No matter what the topic. He will smile and answer your questions and say what he wants to say. What is important to him is that he is with a person who can talk to him and can also listen. And it's not explosive.

• holding a hand is something he loves. Walks in the fresh air while holding your hand. You can go ahead, talking or in silence, and look around. Focusing on what you like. Nice atmosphere. But he is a little ashamed of walking among people like that. Then he will hold your hand, but he will not pay attention to it. (Or rather, he'll pretend he doesn't care) Because he himself is clingy to love and will not let you go.

• He would like you to choose him instead of a soft toy in bed. I understand he is less soft but still very nice and pleasant to cuddle or lie down on. Plus, he'll keep you warm. So these are his reasons why he would like to be a replacement for your stuffed animal.

• Quiet gameplay like watching movies and cuddling. He loves it. But he will never refuse you to go outside. Also when you invite him for a few hours to go on a hike and climb in the mountains. He may be skinny, but he is physically fit. Besides, it's healthy.

• He would definitely like to help you get rid of ailments that you do not want. He knows such negative feelings, and would try his best to help you. To show you that you have nothing to fear and he supports you. He will keep you calm and nurtured as long as you need it. Even for eternity.

• I think he would say at first that real love doesn't exist. And then, if he gets to know you and something happens between you. Especially something strong. He would say love exists. And it's so real because he loves you so much. Even if others may laugh at his sudden change, he will be so careful and only follow the feelings that he feel.

So as not to make her think your relationship was terrible and it was also a waste of time. If he loves, it's serious.

"I love you. I know I will love you. Life with you is wonderful. Therefore, never be afraid. Nothing will ever happen to you because I will be with you."

NSFW: (Since you entered it in your request, I thought I would write it)

• If you're looking for someone Dom, they definitely are. He likes to dominate you. But he's not brutal. His domination will never be to make you feel humiliated. So being submissive to him, he'll be the one in charge. However, he is more delicate. Such a delicate domination.

Even though he has a tendency to be tough, he will try to keep you from feeling worse. He is a sweeter person who, despite his domination, will praise you and call you sweet names. He himself likes to come closer and kiss you more.

#jjk x y/n #jujutsu kaisen #jjk #jjk x you #jujutsu kaisen matchups #anime matchup #jjk headcanons #fushiguro megumi #megumi fushiguro headcanons #megumi #Megumi matchup

[gayspock]

ok but this does actually make me nervous

i think its just bc "pregnancy" storylines in shows similar-ish to farscape can be really, really fucking miss and ive heard mixed things abt s4 so im NERVOUS.... like granted, i dont think it can be angel s4 bad. (bc like holy shit - holy fucking shiiiiiiit) but yeah like

i dont know. i think its just when it gets... really strange and, they kind of just use it as a weird plot device. and, like, when they do focus on the actual emotional stuff - the characters get distorted, and/or we dont focus on the person who's pregnant, like, at all. they literally just become a motivation and/or a complication in the story.

which, again, happens a lot with similar-ish shows and by that i mean sci-fi shows with a very loosely similar vibe. like- i really fucking hate season 6 of doctor who, too. one of my least favourites of the show. i suppose, though, in THOSE cases its also a lot of like... eugh, really weird sci-fi pregnancy shit, too - always with a lack of agency, or some strange body violation (if not just outright rape) that lke... LOOK, i would consider a sincere means of exploring those types of conversations, but its always kinda glossed over, again, to focus instead on the oohoo weird scifi pregnancy thing and its just so icky to me. and THATS-

IM AWARE that situation is not the case here, in farscape, so i know that wont be a problem but i do think... there is a possibility that aeryn could lose a lot of autonomy and not in a self-aware way of the writers but yeah

and like i said. characters can sometimes act.. weird. i dont know. i think its again, like, trying to introduce a pregnancy as a complication.... it IS kind of a trope, like "oh my god! she's pregnant!" which isnt bad inherently and tropes arent bad but you know how it is... its like i feel like its one in particular, wherein characters really can so easily just act out the roles of a trope - as opposed to, like, existing as their already established individual persons, now put into this situation. does that make sense? like i feel like so much of the time, when this thing occurs, there's a certain laziness about how its executed BUT LIKE...

THIS IS AGAIN. JUST SPECULATION. IM NERVOUS. IM FREAKING NERVOUS BUT ULTIMATELY VERY FUCKING SAD RIGHT NOW

#Egg.txt #Farscape liveblog

[omgchristinaredford-blog]

do you have a multi-pass - are you married?

Melanie ; you're in trouble > we're a body, in America :::::::::: ->]: it's legal, so : we're both doing it. Just act oblivious, so they don't charge you twice. Also they're cheap so we only get Single pay ; but we BOTH have to do all of the work.

Requirements - count twice {do/pay//spend} : 2people >>> 2 abilities, parties // ID's/SS#'s 》》》: ID's/SS#'s = situation(s) :::->]: requirements (×2) = stalking {situation} ::-:: tracking {traffick} -> bodies

Amenities - count once {get/recieve//pay} : 1guy >>> 1 situation, person // identity/life 》》》: identity//life = body :::->]: rights (×1) = physicality {target} ::-:: trafficked {identity} -> Traffick

>>> 》》》 ::: <<< 《《《 ::: >>>>>>>>>>

they're Hunan Traffickers ; right - ? > the "American"... you Know : the rich, people - of the world <--> the most Stupid, Diseased, and Uneducated : with, the most Money : and, Youngest - !!! :: -> and, the Only people/person Nation / Most Sophisticated :: the richest, by being - the poorest. ... yes ... im figuring it out... !

☆☆☆ 》》》 ☆☆☆ 《《《 >>> ]: 》》》》》 ☆☆☆☆☆

I have No Idea why they want us both/each to do every/each task - that is Rediculously Stupid. So our work loads are "doubled" : I bet you knew about this and just didn't say anything to be a lazy cheap skate slider and not do my work. You're embarrassing me. I've been irresponsible - showing up, with half my work done -... ; I know, you knew. -> Also : you owe me money for the charges I've incurred, I couldn't figure out why they were so situational/unpaid//underpaid////insufficient -... im only paying half my reality/situation/SENSE !!! You need to start carrying your weight. - 》》》 :: ->]: 》》》... I'm not too fat ; you're too lazy. they're wondering why I buy so little at the store/I randomly figured out I have to buy 2 servings and call it one to get by ; they can DETECT you, you IDIOT !!! lol !!🤣

I had no idea this was going on. - not really... knew something was wrong... ... ... I see, now...

We're in America now ; and you need to act accordingly.

Stop sitting around reading this blog : and get to work.

-> i can't believe I have only been covering one logical weight/coverage//situation/circumstance///issue//////////behavior/demand//////////concern - i have 2 i need to cover. Get it DONE. - start 2 head be heading with me ; or I will continue to be insuffient.

This is a Literal thing. we're one person here in this Land ; you're going to upset them more : and, LOOK what's wrong with them Already.

Remember ::

Charges are Double - each {we're each} : there

Credits are Single - individual {we share} : everything

if you go somewhere that charges admission just say you're alone ; that there's no one with you : or they'll say you have Schizophrenia, because they have Schizophrenia - and say they should be able to see your body. they can't notice it otherwise (their "situation"/schizophrenia) ; only, if they Count the Bodies...

They can only claim a situation during Body Counting ; otherwise it's Just their Behavior.

They're such complicated creatures.

omg ; hurry melanie - figure it out

++++++++++]: plus listen to this song ; I played it for you -> have fun listening through my ears. 😘 (i think it matches the situation, but don't call it that - they turn into a Zombie, and FREAK)

☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆》》》... ... ...

Hurry, and Consider YourSelf 2 Bodies : or They will FREAK. lol//not funny -> this place is Dangerous ; especially, for Children : can you believe children are Acting this way? amazing folks 🌺

♡ This is Fun. I Love being Married ♡♡♡ ❤💋

#america #marriage #melanie #work #situation #one person #2 heads : doesn't matter #figure it out #silly #amazing #Youtube

[smutsonian]

Ma'am I had this idea. Outrageous but I did😂😂. Dark! Colin Shea. Can u imagine. Him acting all friendly but his intentions r not so good. So I can't sleep now. Yay😂😂

Heyy! So another movie I haven’t seen 🤭 But it’s basically like a Neighbor AU situation, right?

I’m going to try something, I guess 😂

safe hands

colin shea x reader

warnings: smut! dark fic! noncon! drunk reader, innocent reader, stalking, obsession, loss of virginity, dark!colin, not proofread  

wc: 1606

a/n: not me writing for characters i dont even know... @jack-skellingtons-stuff hope ur sleepin well now sdkskskkd

masterlist

So Colin...

Probably a boy next door

Like literally. You just moved and he’s your next-door neighbor.

So, imagine you... A young pretty little thing that’s fresh out of college and is looking for a job but you’re just this awkward little ball of sunshine that keeps messing everything up.

You never even go out of your apartment unless it’s for an interview, even then, you so dread those stuff.

“You’re a freaking adult now! Why can’t you just act normal and do adult... stuff?!” You would chide yourself in front of a mirror, groaning in desperation at your lack of... experience? Like workwise.

Hey, there are people working from home. Maybe you can do that?

And you did. And you actually found one which is great for your adulthood but not great for you because you never go out of your apartment anymore. At all.

That’s when Colin comes in.

He was there when you moved in, expecting you to greet him like every girl who sees him. He really gets em easily. I mean... look at him.

So he watched you as you brought boxes in which there was not much. There were like 3 boxes, maybe 5 but not more. He watched you with amusement as you were too busy grunting at the boxes, missing his nude form by his door, only a small towel to cover himself.

He takes a bite of his apple, obnoxiously chewing to catch your reaction but he was met with a slam of your door.

Since then, he has become fond of you.

He’d watch you as you went in and out of your apartment in those cute little skirts and wonderful blouses and every time, it’s a sight for him.

He eventually found out that you’re going to job interviews and he found himself following you and witnessing some of those awkward interviews and he finds himself growing more fond of you. Even got himself thinking that he might actually like you... Is that even possible? He’s Colin Shea. He doesn’t settle down.

But for you, he might.

He saw how you would block everything out and he listened to your late-night talks with yourself and he can’t help but think about how adorable you are. How helpless you are. Something ignited in him and all he wants to do now is be there for you. Protect you. Take care of you.

Imagine his reaction when you’re no longer getting out of your apartment.

So he finally decides to meet you. Or for you to meet him. He knows so much about you already but he won’t say that to you.

A knock forces you away from your laptop. You open the door to find a man staring down at you with a friendly smile.

“Umm, hi? D-did I, Was I making any noise or something?” Your stuttering would make Colin’s heart leap out of his chest and the way you're dressed down with shorts and a huge sweater only made his heart swell even more.

“Uh hi! I’m Colin! I’m your neighbor! I uh... Was going to ask a favor, if that’s alright?” He smiles shyly at you.

“Um, yeah! What’s up?” You smile awkwardly, silently praying for him to leave already. Not that he was annoying. You were just not used to this... And besides, you’re doing work.

“I locked myself out of my apartment and I tried talking to the office but I guess they’re already out. I mean it’s pretty late.” He looks down at his wristwatch before looking at you with a hopeful smile making your heart beat faster. Not because of his boyish cute smile but because the idea of a stranger being with you just doesn’t sit right.

But it would be more awkward to deny him now, would it?

“It’ll be as if I wasn’t here. I promise. Just need somewhere to spend the night. I mean I can sleep by my door but that would be--” 

“Y-yeah, I guess you can stay for a while.” You give him a small smile which Colin found extremely adorable which then made him grin. A grin that soon fell when he took a look around your apartment.

He watches as you make your way back to your laptop, quickly getting back into your zone. His heart falls at the sight. Is that what you’ve been doing the whole day?

“Have you eaten?” He finds himself asking, not being able to resist.

He watches your face contort into confusion and he would’ve awed at the sight but your reply made him somewhat angry.

“I guess not... Did you want anything?” You pull yourself away from your laptop once more and Colin didn’t know if he liked the idea of you preparing his food but nothing for yourself. 

What a sweet girl...

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll order take-out!” Colin cheered before pulling out his phone, wiggling his eyebrows at your shocked expression.

That’s how you find yourself eating pizza while watching some show on the telly.

Then those nights became a thing.

Colin would often visit you, making sure that you eat and take a break from work because he said that you tend to overwork yourself.

“You’re not my mom!” You’d playfully slap his chest.

“Well, I might as well be!” He’ll take your wrist before dragging you towards your bed and forcing you to watch another batch of comedy shows.

He’d be laughing at the show so much that you find yourself laughing as well. 

You would no longer feel so stressed.

But then things went badly. 

The company you were working for decided to let some employees go and unfortunately, those who work from home weren’t as important as those who work in the office.

You cried in Colin’s arms that night.

Colin did feel sorry for you. But maybe it’s for the best. Even the universe thinks you shouldn’t be working like that. He’s there to take care of you. You would no longer have to stress yourself out to live.

He’ll make sure to take good care of you.

Then the drinks came up.

One bottle of beer. Then two. Then three.

Honestly, you lost count.

Colin didn’t. He didn’t drink any.

He’d watch you with a smile as you’re sad and brooding aura turned into a giggly one.

“I’m sleepy...” You would mutter, head falling down Colin’s shoulder and he would embrace you happily, stroking the side of your face gently.

He’ll smile at the way you would squeal when he carries you to your bed.

“You enjoy being relaxed, babe?” He asks, taking your socks off. Then your shorts and shirt that went unnoticed by you.

“Too hot!” You’d fan yourself with your hand which Colin would take. 

“Don’t worry. I’ll take care of you.” He’ll press a kiss on your forehead that’ll make you giggle.

Colin would watch your naked body, touch your warm skin with patience.

“So beautiful... And all for me, right?” He presses a kiss on your lips and you nod at whatever it is he’s saying.

He’ll easily play your body, making you and himself feel good. His fingers would play with your clit while his mouth laps on your nipples, taking turns from left and right.

He’d bask at the sound of your moans and whimpers that went straight to his hardening cock.

He’ll only stop when you’re drunkenly begging for more which he happily gives.

His hard cock would be poking your entrance and as he pushes in slowly, your eyes would widen, suddenly not so drunk anymore.

“Colin?” Your frightened voice alerts Colin and he would shush you with a kiss.

“Don’t worry about it, baby. I got you... I got you...” He whispers before pushing in, swallowing your cries with lustful kisses.

“God!” He moans when he’s fully seethed in, your walls hugging his cock. He stays there for a while, listening to your heavy breathing and slightly feeling guilty at your cries.

“Ahh...” You cry out when he slowly pulls out. He’d kiss your tears away before slowly pushing back in, pulling your body closer to his in a hug, whispering promises about feeling better soon.

And you did.

Your cries turned into moans which motivated Colin to thrust faster yet still careful to not hurt you. He didn’t even have to ask because when he looked down at his cock, he saw little blood, and his jaw clenched, feeling some sort of remorse.

“You’re doing good, You’re so good to me.” He whispers before resuming his thrusts. He’d dwell at the sound of your pleasured moans and his hand would find its way down your clit, fingers playing with the nub until your body was shaking violently underneath him.

“You gonna cum? Cum for me, baby... You’re good. You’re safe...” He grunts at how your walls are tightening around him. You whimper before curling against his body, unknowingly pulling his body closer to yours. 

He shivers before cumming as well, his seeds filling your hole, making you drip with his cum. He places a loving kiss on your forehead before pulling out.

The mixture of blood and his cum makes him get a cloth before gently cleaning you up, being extra careful when he wiped at your core.

He cleans himself up before lying back beside you. He presses a kiss on the side of your head, your nose, and then your lips.

“I’ll take care of you. You don’t have to worry about anything anymore...” He places a hand on your stomach before smiling and pulling the covers over the both of you.

You’re in safe hands.

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a/n: see i dont think i should write for these guys (from movies i haven’t watched/too lazy to watch) because im probs messing up a lot skskks anyway hope y’all think this one is alright! also im a sucker for innocent reader jcnavn

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[watevermelon]

Cheater!Akaashi x Reader

✧ Summary: (Continuation) Akaashi goes yandere over the reader dismissing him.

➳ A/N: Hi hi!! SO many people in my dm’s about this Akaashi cheating scenario! I don’t mind writing about it more at all, if anything please feed my imagination because I dont know what to write! ヽ(ಠ_ಠ)ノ Checkout my updated Masterlist to see what continuations are in the works!! :) ➳ Warning: Not a Happy Ending; IM GONNA BE UP-FRONT, THIS ONE IS FUCKED UP - do not read this if any of your triggers involve yandere-like behavior: violence, kidnapping - you have been warned. ➳  Masterlist ➳  Part One ➳  Part Three (NSFW)

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There was nothing, absolutely nothing, that Akaashi could ever say that would let you bring him back into your life. But the setter was intent on getting your attention, often waiting outside your classroom after school or pursuing you during your free period.

Any rumors about the relationship were quelled when Akaashi set the record straight. He would not allow anyone to sully your name, basically telling the nosy president of his fan-club that he was the one who fucked up the relationship. Akaashi told them to never bother you again, he was the cause of it all and he would do anything to regain your forgiveness.

Akaashi would never beg, but he urged you on multiple occasions to hear him out and possibly explain what he wanted. Why he thought he even had the right to ask that of you - just that fact alone flamed up your anger. He was being selfish and you wanted no part of his life anymore. 

But there was also something… majorly different about Akaashi.

He was still quiet, still the ever mannered pretty setter of the volleyball team. People still fawned over his good looks and the quiet genius that he had. But there was something off about him these days, not that you could really explain it. His gaze lingered on you too long and he just so happened to be around you even outside of school hours.

There was one time you went out to eat with your friends on the weekend, going from vendor to vendor along the busy streets of Kichijoji. At some point, you felt the telltale pinpricks at the back of your neck, turning to see his familiar blue eyes staring back at you in the distance. You swore you saw Akaashi that day, but after not seeing it again for the rest of the night, you wondered if you were truly just going insane.

He never outright said the reason why it was over to other people, but at least most knew that Akaashi was at fault. But seeing him so earnestly pleading to have a part of your life again, it made many people sympathize with the setter. They had no idea what he had done wrong, but those ignorant students were so quick to jump on his side.

You tried your best to ignore him, your best friends having your back when it came to his advances. You were rarely ever alone, friends walking with you to and from class. Konoha was your one friendship from the volleyball team that was preserved and he had mentioned once that to even him, something felt off. And so he suddenly started sitting with your group during lunch.

To your knowledge, Akaashi was still pursuing Bokuto romantically as well. The two were often engaged in public displays of affection and so you were curious as to why and how the wing-spiker was okay with Akaashi so actively chasing you. There was something off about the two of them, they were a couple, but not in the traditional sense. They had yet to confirm their relationship publicly, but had no qualms about sharing a quick peck for everyone to see.

You remembered passing the both of them as you exited home, taking the main entrance this time. They were standing there, just waiting by the stairs. You watched as their eyes scanned the crowd quickly before they latched onto you, Bokuto’s owl-like eyes, which usually held a loud innocence, were scarily following you with each step. Akaashi was no better, his blue-eyes that always mystified you, for some reason brought an uncomfortable crawl up your spine.

You only let out a breath when you turned the corner, neither volleyball member able to see you from this distance anymore. But when Bokuto turned the same corner, you felt your pace suddenly hesitate. Akaashi was nowhere to be found, the wing-spiker hot on your trail as you took out your phone. You called the first person you thought of.

“Hey, (L/N)! What’s up?” Konoha’s voice rang through the other end.

“Hey!” You hesitated, not wanting to give anything away as Bokuto’s presence loomed over you, “Um. Are you free?”

“Yeah, but I actually took the train home already.”

“No worries, I’ll go to you!” You urged.

Konoha hesitated, before asking. “Is something wrong? I can tell from your voice something’s off.”

“Um, how about we talk about it over dinner instead?”

“Sure. Where are you now?”

“I’m still by the school.”

“Ah, okay. Go back to the gates where the teachers are, I’ll go to you.”

“Thank you so much!!” You exclaimed, immediately turning around as the phone call ended.

Bokuto was right behind you.

“Hi, (L/N).”

“Bokuto-san.” You greeted, unsure why the upward drag of his gaze was lighting up every nerve in your body. 

All the signs in your head were screaming danger!

“Was that Konoha?”

“I don’t see how that concerns you.” You bit out.

“Not yet, at least.”

You swallowed in fear before angling your head proudly, “Stay away from me.”

Bokuto put a hand on your shoulder, “I know you’re mad at me and Akaashi, but we never meant to hurt you.”

You shook out of his grasp easily, saying nothing to him as you passed. When you returned to the school grounds, Akaashi was still standing where you last saw him. You rushed over to the teacher waiting by the schoolgate, your heart leaping up again when Bokuto turned the corner back to where you were and waited, eyes still trained on you. You busied yourself with your phone, texting your friends and scrolling through social media in the meantime.

It was only when Konoha showed up, this time in casual attire, did you feel like you could breath. Their eyes stayed trained on you and you swore you heard Bokuto snarl when Konoha laid a lazy arm over your shoulders.

You explained it all to Konoha, how the two were freaking you the fuck out these past few days. They kept you on edge, not in the way that should have made you mad for their relationship. But rather like they were too focusing too intently on you to be considered normal, especially with the given circumstances. If Akaashi was truly begging for forgiveness, you would have thrown hands with him long ago. But now, it felt like he was truly stalking you, his eyes following you at every open opportunity.

Konoha listened to your worries and genuinely tried to alleviate your stress. He moved to sit next to you instead of across, hugging you to his body and saying he would do his best to make sure you were okay on school grounds. You didn’t cry, just leaning a head on his shoulder as he caressed lazy circles on your back.

He walked you home that night, your hands held together and a genuine smile on your face.

And true to his word, the next day, Konoha was outside your classroom door after lunch. He even beat Akaashi to it, the setter’s annoyance obvious on his face as he watched you take Konoha’s hand.

Your best friend commended his tenacity, “Konoha is the only one with rights in this house.”

You laughed eagerly then, happy to finally have a feeling of normality setting in again. And for a while, the one who broke your heart was pushed to the side. You had more real problems at the forefront, his blue-eyes were the least of your worries when you had exams and homework due in the next couple of days. 

Akaashi’s quiet gaze and Bokuto’s bold eyes were far from you now - your friends were by your side. 

Or at least, that’s what you thought.

Konoha made sure to walk you home whenever he could. And, as per usual, he was waiting at the gate until he saw you safely enter the abode. Only then did he walk away, heading in the opposite direction toward his own family home. 

You meandered through the kitchen, grabbing an after-school snack and blasting music in one ear as you walked up to your room. Shaking off your backpack, which hung on one-shoulder to begin with, you threw it onto your bed before taking out some of your books. You wanted a jump-start on this homework and you knew that if you mentally wandered off now, there was no doing it at all.

You dragged the textbook out and plopped it on your desk, notebook following as you sat down and mentally prepared yourself. The last few lessons in chemistry were confusing, but not impossible. With the right amount of concentration, it would be done easily with time to spare for a nap within the hour.

Leaning down and angling your head down towards the table, your focus was completely on the task at hand.

You weren’t expecting a completely separate hand to slam the textbook close and latch a firm grip around your neck.

“Finally, we’re alone.”

You struggled against his hold, the striking blue-eyes that you got to know over the past year now reflecting back at you. Akaashi had your neck between his fingers, the usually docile setter lifting you to your tippy-toes. Panic set in just as quickly as you were losing your strength, air circulation cutting off as your ex-boyfriend assaulted your person.

Trying your best to push him off, you punched at both his chest and the arm holding you, but he deflected it easily and simply continued to watch you fail to heave in air in his fist. Only when you felt your eyes rolling backward, barely on the brink of consciousness, did he drop you to the ground.

“I’m sorry, my love.” Akaashi stated, affectionate pet-name a complete contrast to his monotone voice. This was nothing like the boyfriend you had for the past year. His loving eyes screamed of danger and you wanted nothing more than to leave immediately.

You were down on your hands and knees, gasping in air in both shock and disbelief. Had Akaashi really choked you within the safety of your own home? You rubbed at your neck, as if the action would help you fill back-up your lungs. 

You had to get out of here, now.

Glancing over to your door, Akaashi immediately entered your line of sight and kicked you in the abdomen.

“Now how is that fair?” Akaashi asked, “I went through all this trouble to make sure we would have this moment alone.”

You heaved out, “Why are you doing this?”

“You weren’t willing to listen to me back at school.” Akaashi spat out, as if this was your fault. “And I couldn’t wait any longer - who knows how far that bastard Konoha would have gone if I waited?”

Desperate to put any distance between you and this monster, you crawled back toward your bed, only for Akaashi to close it with paces of his own.

“Shut up.” You boldly stated, struggling to stand but doing so anyway. “You are the one who ruined everything.”

“Baby, I said I’m sorry a hundred times and I’ll do it again if I have to.” Akaashi whined before his face took on a darker look, “Why don’t you understand? What do I have to do to make you understand?”

Not wanting to take another kick to the middle or worse, you tried to talk it out before you could think of a plan to escape. “Understand what?”

“Understand how much I love you.”

You reaction was instantaneous, not even your dumb fuck mind could read the danger in the room.

“What a fucking lie.” Akaashi recoiled, ready to challenge you before you continued. “You don’t cheat on the people you love! And you don’t physically hurt them and break into the homes your victims!”

“Yes, I do.”

“Are you fucking phsychotic?!” You yelled back.

Mental reminder: don’t yell that at someone who is clearly off their rockers.

Akaashi laughed loudly, at what exactly, you were not sure. But it was not the right question since it elicited that type of response. He just cracked a half-broken smile, one that felt wrong and yet genuine.

“Get out of my house!”

The look he shot you back - a quirked brow and a small smirk, none of which was the usually calm Akaashi you were used to - basically told you how dumb your statement was.

Instead you asked, “Why are you doing this?”

“To claim the one I love.” He guestered out to you, out-stretching a hand for you to take.

There were two options here: take the hand and get sucked into the immediate space with him. Or don’t take it and risk losing a fight with the nationally-competing athlete in a matter of seconds. Or worse, anger him to the point of extreme violence like before.

There was no convincing yourself this was normal, your shaky hand hesitantly reaching out to Akaashi’s open palm. He smiled gently at you, almost slipping on the usual mask of the perfect boyfriend that you had originally fallen for. But when he tightly gripped your hand and pulled you to him, you knew that was all a farce for this much more violent persona.

“I knew you would understand. We’re meant to be together, I know it.” He murmured against your ear, holding you at the waist against his body. You almost verbally gagged at the thought of him grinding against you, but if you wanted out of his house you would have to take the first opening you got. You had to play it smart.

Akaashi leaned down to kiss you and not even your survival instincts were enough to hide your true feelings. He must not have liked what he was seeing, since he forcibly grabbed at your chin to angle up towards you. You pulled at the feeling, wrapping your arms around the back of his neck to get him to think you were playing into it.

His eyes fluttered closed, relishing in the feel of you steadying yourself, of you giving, against his body.

And you kneed him in the groin as hard as you could.

Akaashi doubled over immediately and his grasp on you crumbled. You took the chance and ran out the door, slamming it behind you as you ran down the hallway and towards the stairs. The danger looming behind you was extraordinary, the loud scream of anger coming from the setter was enough indication that he was hot on your heels.

You scrambled toward your front door, throwing it open and screaming out into the neighborhood for anyone in the near vicinity to help. There was a woman walking her dog and another person on their phone and you pleaded with them with rabid yells for their attention.

But before they even tried to help you, a hand clasped over your mouth and dragged you back into the house.

This person, you could not fight off, his strength more than even you and Akaashi combined. Bokuto pulled you back into your living room, tossing you on the ground with no regard to how much power was behind his movements. 

That was when you realized how much they truly planned this out. You always felt their eyes on you for a reason - they were memorizing your schedule. 

From the route you took home, to when you had off-days, to the one time in weeks that both your parents would not be home tonight - Akaashi and Bokuto had planned it all.

And now you were trapped in your own home with two violent volleyball members.

Bokuto looked at you expectedly while Akaashi trudged down your banister, his gaze harsh and predatory as it scanned your figure on the ground. You were sandwiched between the two, nowhere to run and if you were to scream, then the wing-spiker would just hold you down like before or worse, the setter would choke you until you had no voice.

“Let me go.” You stated, voice promulgating the silent air.

Bokuto crossed his arms and walked to your kitchen, expression on his face stating that he wasn’t willing to listen to you beg. His presence alone was a silent warning, run and he will catch you. 

You backed away from Akaashi but he rushed forward to grab you by the hair, pulling you to a standing position and forcing your lips together. The force was bruising, not at all romantic or gentle like you had done so in the past. He was nipping harshly, surely swollen lips under his teeth as he continued to assault your person. 

“You are mine, forever.” He muttered against your lips, locking in your future least you face the consequences of disobeying.

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Come checkout some of the other ending’s for the Cheater!Akaashi scenario:

➳  Masterlist ➳  Part One ➳  Part Three (nsfw)

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Random Wanda Vision Thoughts--

Episode 1: I am an emotional bitch crying at Wanda and Vision saying “i do” at the end of episode 1, like can these babies please catch a break? they just want to be happy. 

Also Agnes and the 70′s show mom are my favorite wtf. 

STARK TOASTERS I SEE YOU. 

WHO IS WATCHING THEM WTF 

Episode 2: 

Dottie should die, she seems like the type who needs gently run over by a bus

WHO IS IN THE RADIO

Elizabeth Olsen is so cute in this, absolutely adorable 

IS THAT DAVID SCHWIMMER PLAYING THE PIANO

Vision is drunk from getting gum in his gears, I’m actually cackling right now. 

Tiny bit culty with the “for the children” thing, huh? Yikes

BABY BUMP! 

Some creepo decides to get in on their world and Wanda literally went “i think the fuck not, let’s try this again and this time in technicolor” 

is that the cop who asked out Ant Man on the radio?

The difference in “sitcom” Wanda who is happy in her world and “real life” Wanda when she realizes something isn’t right is honestly astonishing and Grade A Face Acting. See what happens when they let women do more on screen then walk around in tight clothes with full lips parted in a sexy pout? 

Episode 3: 

Seventies Vision’s hair is ENDING ME, I can’t even deal with that. 

IT HAS TO BE DAVID SCHWIMMER except he looks like “russ” from friends instead of “ross” 

Poor Vision is not handling impending fatherhood well 

COMIC BOOK NAME DROP BILLY AND TOMMY I LOVE IT 

Poor pregnancy fritzing Wanda. DID WANDA JUST GLITCH A TIME ERASE AND NOT MEAN TO? Listen, I did not expect to love them as a couple this much. EW HER WATER BROKE OMG 

A STORK 

Oh Wanda, poor baby she’s so afraid, I write way too much fan fiction about how all these characters are secretly terrified to go through life alone to be okay with this. 

Why did I start crying immediately when the babies were born, I’m too emotional for this. She is so beautiful and Vision is so soft meeting his son as himself, oh my gosh. THE TWIN SCREAMS while the other twin comes omg this is Grade A Sitcom bullshit. 

The doctor knows something is Up and so do Herb and Agnes. *don’t be suspicious, don’t be suspicious*

...have we actually seen Ralph and I’m just blanking on it? WHY DON’T THEY LIKE GERALDINE? WHO IS SHE?

Oh no i’m crying again over pietro and the sokovian lullaby. Don’t let me watch this while I’m PMSing wtf this is torture. GERALDINE KNOWS ABOUT ULTRON

OH SHIT WANDA IS PISSED LOOK AT THAT DANGEROUS LADY. that head tilt is fucking lethal. 

I love agnes oh man. I know because of spoilers she’s something of a bad guy? but I love her

WHAT HAPPENED TO GERALDINE OMG DID WANDA KILL HER

Oh no, not dead. Just kicked tf out of the bubble. I just realized the symbol is for Sword. Is this some sort of experiment to keep Wanda contained post Endgame? I should have read more spoilers, I’m fucking confused. 

Episode 4: OH HOLY SHIT IT’S MONICA RAMBEAU AND IT’S POST EG SNAP OH MY GOSH SHE HAS NO IDEA SHES BEEN GONE FOR FIVE YEARS MY HEART IS BREAKING MY HEART IS BREAKING I CAN’T TAKE IT 

It IS the cop that hit on Ant Man! WHAT DO THEY MEAN WESTVIEW DOESN’T EXIST 

Oh it’s Darcy! Damn straight it’s Dr. Lewis. How very shocking, a woman was the one to show a room full of Ridiculous Men what’s going on?

ZOMBIE VISION OH MY GOD “no we can’t” oh man she is starting to CRACK and Vision knows something is wrong OH NO 

At this point I should point out that I am 1000% surprised at the quality of the show and 1000% pleasantly surprised by how much I’m enjoying it. The bar for Wanda’s character development was literally subterranean, but this is has been frankly sort of amazing?? 

Episode 5

Agnes asking about “taking it from the top” WHAT. I love so much the way the characters “break character” it’s so interesting and well done! WHY IS WANDA LYING TO VISION. 

WHERE IS RALPH

oh my god the babies are children now?? why isn’t agnes noticing?? THEY’RE SO CUTE I COULD CRY ALL OVER AGAIN 

I do not. trust. hayward. Why is he asking about Wandas nickname? Monica knows whats up-- she knows Wanda is grieving and hurting. 

THE VISIONS CORPSE WHAT? WHAT IS WANDA DOING OH MY GOD SHE STOLE VISION. Vision has a living will? Don’t you have to be human for that? Are you telling me the woman that loved Vision would straight up ignore his wish to not be turned into a weapon after his death? I have a hard time with this. 

Oh no Vision is starting to worry me. He’s onto Agnes, he’s noticing Wanda getting careless...the boys are adorable though. Good on Agnes for not even flinching. 

DAMN RIGHT WANDA COULD HAVE TAKEN OUT THANOS LETS HAVE SOME RESPECT PEOPLE. Also, why is Monica being sketchy about Captain Marvel? 

EMAIL ALERT EMAIL ALERT “none of it is real.” oh my god what is happening?!?!

“Is this yours?” OH MY GOD. “This will be your only warning” she is so unafraid and I love her for it. I love her accent coming back when she breaks characters LOOK AT HER TURNING ALL THOSE MEN AROUND I LOVE HER. 

“Fix the dead” oh my god the shock on her face. The absolute irony of her trying to tell her boys there’s rules when she’s writing the playbook as she goes. Oh my god. “Can’t I?” Jesus, then the credits start rolling because she wants the episode to be over but Vision won’t let her OH MY GOD. My heart is breaking

WHAT DOES IT MEAN SHE DOESN’T KNOW 

SHE RECAST PIETRO

Episode 6

OOOOH look at the classic costumes! Pietro is slaying me. I mean, it’s the wrong pietro but its still very funny. The way Vision calls her out and then plays it off is.... spooky. She is fully aware thats not her brother. “Be good.” holy shit. 

Look at me not liking Hayward again. “which one is the sassy best friend” i feel like that’s....racist. “don’t use the last five years as an excuse to be a coward” DRAG HIM SIS 

Listen Uncle Pietro being a little shit head is my favorite. I use the OG Pietro in my fics but this one is hilarious. 

Vision lied about being on duty? Yikes. The one house where people are stuck in a loop? YIKES. Its crazy how everyone is starting to be super aware of Wanda pulling the strings--MAGIC CHILD OMG. 

Whats past ellis avenue? Is that the limit of Wanda’s powers? I don’t super understand how Vision has his powers if he’s technically dead. HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT THE AVENGERS ARE she really just gave him enough life to exist just barely. Agnes knows he’s dead so she wasn’t snapped??

Agnes’s witchy laugh while dressed like a witch is legit awesome. We call that FOREEEEEEEEESHADOWING! Oh and there’s Ellis Ave. Got it. 

Monica’s blood is changed?? Idk how to feel about Black Character willing to die for White Charaxter? I mean I know Wanda should be Jewish but still. Uncomfortably close to icky tropes but maybe I’m reading too far into it.

YIKES where was she hiding the kids till now? How’d she do all this? “I’m not a stranger or your husband” YIKES.

OH MY GOD DEAD PIETRO

OH MY GOD VISION STAY IN THE BUBBLE SOMEONE SAVE HIM SAVE HIM OMG BILLY CAN HEAR HIS DADDY DYING SAVE HIM

“The people need help” oh Vision you are truly Worthy

She literally expanded her world to save him omg

DARCY WHERED YOU GO geez look at power of this girls mind it’s about damn time we got a glimpse at just how intense her powers are

Season 7

Ok is this like a reality show? Oh man she is GLITCHING.

Oh no it’s just Wanda not Wanda vision cos she feels alone? So sad. She really is losing it isn’t she and not in a “lol how awkward” sortnof way but in that truthful hard to watch way that so many of us feel when we’re at the breaking point

“I actually did bite a kid once” I literally ugly laughed right there

I KNEW I COULDNT TRUST HAYWOOD

It’s so nice to see Darcy used in a real way. Her character was totally wasted in Thor

The way Wandas little interviews get more and more sad :(

Uhhh what does that mean Agnes is quiet on the inside? Again with the Ralph thing. I’m starting to think there’s no Ralph at all??

LOOK AT THIS GIRL WITH HER SPACE ROVER . She’s got that same look of determination her mama had. WHAT IS HAPPENING TO HER WHY ARE HER EYES BLUE

“....soooo Wanda killed me?” I’m ugly laughing again and I shouldn’t be but the comedic delivery is excellent. The whole “office” vibe with the cameras is making an otherwise devastating episode fairly funny

LOOK AT THIS GIRL STANDING UP TO WANDA we love a sharp cheekbones beauty

“Maybe I already am” I mean, I would have loved to hear that post Ultron when for some reason everyone blamed Tony for everything?? But hearing it now is just horrifying and I hate it

Oh vision deciding to go get to his wife is beautiful.

WHERE ARE THE BABIES WHERE ARE THE BOYS OH MY GOD IM FREAKING OUT WHAT BASEMENT THATS NEVER GOOD

Uh hey what the fuck is up with Agness creepy basement of horrors??

AGATHA HARKNESS OH MY GOD

This song is a BOP wtf she deserves an Emmy for this shit

Snoopers gonna snoop what?

Episode 8

Of course it’s Salem, where else would a witch story start

“They simply bent to my power” What a queen

lmaoooo THAT ACCENT COMES AND GOES Agatha really said what we’ve all been thinking

Wait so Wandas power drew Agatha in? I thought maybe Agatha trapped her here?? SHE DOESNT KNOW WHAT WANDA IS

THE BABIES

Oh ouch this trip down memory lane is gonna hurt me isn’t it?

Oh no her mama I’m dying inside send help. The TV sitcoms. Oh my god is this her last memory before her parents died. HELP ME I CANT WATCH THIS

Oh my god, she had powers when she was little?? SHES NOT AN EXPERIMENT???

Listen I generally think telling a story retroactively is lazy writing? Just give us a well developed story the first time?? But this is BRUTAL and brutally well done.

SHE SAW HERSELF IN THE MIND STONE???

Would it have been so difficult for them to give us even a PEEK at this version of wanda vision in CACW? Marvel has the worst habit of just popping up like “oh hey these two love each other all the sudden with no real reason for it” but this is wonderful. So much character development.

Oh listen to this woman begging to be able to bury her husband omg. WAIT SO SHE DIDNT BREAK IN AND TAKE HIM?? WHAT ARE THEY DOING TO VISION?? DID HE PUSH HER INTO THIS PSYCHOTIC BREAK?? HE TOTALLY PLAYED HER INTO RECREATING VISION SHE JUST WANTED CLOSURE. He literally showed her visions dismembered corpse and said “say goodbye” I will kill this dude wtf

“I can’t feel you” guys I have to pause this so I can cry for a minute

“I can’t feel you” and then she leaves. Totally alone in the world. My heart is an empty husk.

Why the house though? Why west view?

OH FUCK ME UP ARE YOU KIDDING ME VISION WAS GOING TO BUILD THEM A HOUSE I CANT TAKE THIS ANYMORE

It’s not even real vision? Just the projection of her broken heart? “Welcome home” I am broken. Physically broken.

CHAOS MAGIC

SCARLET WITCH

I CANNOT

OH MY GOD WHITE VISION??? NO NO NO

#WandaVision

[mingot-studios]

Things currently polluting my mind (will be added to as i think of things)

 How bad the Star vs. Finale was, and weather i should even bother trying to watch the show again at this point

The fact that the next JoJolion chapter is coming out soon and I STILL haven’t read 107 with my mom even though I’ve already read it

Not being caught up on One Piece and having 0 IDEA of whats happening at this poin as well starting to flaws with the series (racism, transphobia, and homophobia) that i knew was there but chose to ignore and weather it should hinder my relationship with the series. Also wanting to murder Oda for demoting Franky to ‘Pervy Grandma’ (srsly wtf oda)

Upset Infinity Train was cancelled even though i never watched it, and wonder why the fans cry for it to come is suddenly not happening?

The fact i’m going to be returning to in person schooling which is my personal HELL

my brother leaving for college upstate (Me and my brother have never really been that close, we fight alot but I cant imagine life without him)

The fact that my procrastination has gotten so bad that I nearly had to retake PE, World History, and English

The Owl House coming back on the 12th but i had downloaded the first 2 episodes but haven’t watched them and debating if i should, also having a meltdown  over Disney screwing the show over and having its third be 3 or 4 (i cant remember) 44-minute specials

The fact that me and brother STILL haven’t finished our Yume 2kki Let’s Play

I haven’t been watching anime regularly with my mom

I haven’t posted anything to my DeviantArt or YouTube in months

I have so much energy right now but no outlets

I still haven’t tried out my drawing pad i got for my birthday last year

I have so many drawing ideas but my spiral sketchpad is filled up and I have yet to get a new one

Ive many intricit and detailed story ideas that i know im gonna forget if i dont write them down bu due my procrastination i haven’t done so im prolly gonna lose everything

The fact Thurston Waffles hasn’t posted anything since late April as well as the fact that he’s got Kidney problems

So many ideas for videos but I only have WindowsMovieMaker and the HumbleBundle my mom got me idk YEARS ago won’t install

I’m gonna be 17 at the end of September, which i only have until next June before I graduate High school, have to give up my Chromebook, start thinking about college and getting a job, possibly moving out and living on my own, the knowledge that my parents are in their late 50′s and early 60′s so hey might be gone sooner than most parents and I dont know how to function without my parents doing everything for me

These weird tingles ive been getting in my body for he pas couple days

The fact that im not gonna a kid soon and im gonna have to grow and stop doing whatever i want whenever i want and i’m gonna never accomplish my dream of creating a successful cartoon and will probably end up at a dead end job I HATE just to make ends meet and eventually dying alone because I dont wanna be in a relationship or have kids

Everything is too overwhelming. The light, the sound, my thoughts, its all too much. I wanna curl up into a tiny ball and disappear from this awful experience called life

Capitalism

i hate being so passionately when i’m upset, everyone else is calm but i have meltdowns and freaks outs over things i shouldn’t even care about or are miniscule (Comes with being autistic i guess)

I have 0 patience and i hate it

I’m starting to regress back to being a childish brat after all the progress i’ve made

i’m constantly surrounded by either criticism or praise that contradict each other so i dont know what to believe about myself

the fact that i have so many great story ideas but i cant write a cohernt thought with proper grammer or sytax or spelling o save my life, nor the art skill or the patience or the tech to draw comics

i haven seen my therapist in days and i need help but i know im not actually gonna change 

having gender panic

I have no in person friends and ive forgotten how to interact with people

ive become a noodle limbed nerd

Ive gotten super skinny

I want someone o break through my shell and help me change bu I know thats just a fantasy and im the only one who can do that but im too lazy to put effort into it

everything i used to enjoy suddenly feels tedious monotonous repetitive and uninteresting

I feel trapped and scraed 

The fact after being bulied so much the only way i can really assert myself is to get violent and angry because they would want me breakdown and cry

I have this image in my head of who i want to be; And badass that people including adults, are scared of and know not to fuck with me or they’ll get hurt (Basically Jotaro, bu I’ve had this image since before i even knew what jojo was) And the fact I KNOW that i’s a pointless endever and that i only dig my own grave when i get mad but its like ingrained Branded into my my psyche so im always going to larp that vision of myself but not get anywhere and only regress further

I want to address my problems and change but I never do and stay static and regress

I cant take crticisim even though i know its true

The reason im so scared of writing fanfiction is because i know its gonna be a mess despite what i think is a great story and people will end up mocking it and what little self confidence i have will shatter

Star Vs wasted potential

the fact that I dont know where to take the whole “Rubi dies at the  end of he first season but comes back o life except she’s not actually she’s just a walking meat sack containing an anchint eldritch god that will, sooner or later, burst out of her and destroy her body, and she’s fighting for control of her ow body due to Skarlotus trying to devor her soul and Data’s medience is only delaying the inevitable” storyline of my concept cartoon, The Crypto Club

I have an AMAZING idea for an Invader Zim storyline that has fascism, rascism, mass genocide, child soldiers, political intrigue, propaganda, baiscally space hitler and more (okay that came out sound REALLY bad, but NONE of it painted as good!) It also involves Zim and Dib coming together to stop an even bigger threat and there is a really ironic ending that brings my OC GA83′s story full circle

#the owl house #yume 2kki #thurston waffles #star vs the forces of evil #JoJo's Bizarre Adventure #jojolion #one piece #vent #save infinity train #infinity train #amphibia #gravity falls #the crypto club #invader zim #Princess Ovilium Midorihato Metamorphosis Androma Serugi The First #Princess Ovil

[destructive-desires]

You think I dont love you?

You think I dont love you? Are you insane? I would do anything for you! I cause YOU pain? I would walk 18 miles to your house At 3 am in the morning In the middle of february If you truly needed me. They say actions speak louder than words. February 22, That night you told me you were going to kill yourself. I told you I had already started walking. You didnt believe me. Every 20 minutes i would call you to make sure you would be okay till i got there.. after a lil while, you didnt answer. I panicked. And started walking faster. I took back roads so i wouldnt get caught in 10 degree weather. I was fucking cold and i got lost plenty of times. I fell in a pond walking over some ice. I rang a random persons doorbell at three in the morning asking them for directions to a certain road. I pushed on. Coyotes were out and howling but i was determined to make sure you hadnt done it. I finally made it to your house. 18 miles of walking, I opened the front door, tiptoed past your dad sitting in the lazy boy and found you in your room. On your bed. To my releif, you were only asleep. I woke you and asked if you were okay and you said “noooo you werent actually supposed to come”. What the fuck else was i supposed to do? Im in love with you. I rubbed your back and you fell back asleep. I stayed awake and at 6:00 got up with your grandma to tell her why i was there and what happened. I had to call my parents to come get me and they were pissed beyond belief. I had school that day. Running off of no sleep, aching back and legs, and blistered feet, I was proud to have done that for someone I love. February 22, 8:00 pm. Im in my room sleeping and so exhausted from my walk. I had cut myself. I get a knock on my door. It was Nathan. He was worried about me so he had his mom drive him to my house for 5 minutes to make sure i was okay. I showed him my cuts. He kissed them. We talked a bit, hugged and he left. February 23, 3am. Nathan texts me. Hes been suicidal for years and cuts so deep you can see the flesh. He only contacts three people he truly cares about when he is having bad thoughts. Im one of them. Him: Are you awake? Me: Yeah, im here. Whats up? Him: im thinking really bad thoughts. I dont trust myself to be alone right now. Me: Are you okay? Whats going on? Him: im coming over.. Me: tell me whats going on nate please. Him: im coming over. Me: Okay well im here. Let me know when you do get here. How are you getting here though? Half hour later Me: Nate? I eventually fall asleep hoping hes okay and that maybe, just maybe, ill wake up to a knock on my door again in the morning. February 24th *Checks phone as soon as I wake up. No missed calls so i get dressed and figured he just went to sleep after that.

On the way to school I get a call from Jacob Coatsworth. One of the other of the three people Nathan would contact when he needed someone. Jacob: Did Nate call you or anything last night? Me: Yeah, he texted me.. But he hasn't answered yet. Why? What's going on? Are you at school yet? Is he there? Jacob: He's not here but he texted me last night too. Katie... Me: Yeah? Jacob: Someone died on swan road last night.. I'm freaking out Kaitlyn.

[mychemicalaromanticism]

things ive already established r on this post

besties this got so fucking long but heres a giant ramble about cherri

okay so. there are huge differences betwn cherri as a hyperviolent drac hunter and cherri as a friend of the four and cherri as the girls mentor. with the first one he was 17 and desperate to distance himself from his upbringing so he went all in on Being A Killjoy. he was always one of the first ppl to rush into a fight and he fought hard. he blew up his fuckin hand with that attitude. and all the while he was just racking up more unaddressed trauma and eventually he ran away from that, too. giving himself radiation poisoning was more appealing than facing his problems.

so as a teenager/young adult hes kind of constantly in a panicked state. hes scared the people from his past are going to find him and drag him back with them. so he lashes out and he runs away over and over again.

i said in another post that he has some past life shit goin on which usually would give him a connection to the witch that manifests early in life, but with all the stuff hes gone through he has been Preoccupied. he can become oblivious to almost anything that doesnt apply to whatever hes focused on. not in a hyperfocus way its likeeeeee. when u live on survival mode during prolonged periods of stress. hes immune to magic bullshit bc hes too tired and scared.

anyways around his mid-20s he finally has a little more stability (as much as the average person living in the zones can have, that is) and he finally notices that Weird Stuff happens around him. basically: out of my list of Powers People Connected To The Witch Have he has the prophetic dreams/enhanced intuition as well as a form of sensing ghosts where he can see auras and kind of like, echoes of past events in ppls lives. that look like auras. itz complicated and not of utmost importance so im leaving it at that.

anyways thats what makes him start writing poetry. just 4 funsies he'll describe his weird experiences and embellish them to make em pretty. just as a casual hobby n all that.

he would forget fun ghoul in between the times they ran into each other but its pretty easy to be reminded of who fun ghoul is. the most insane 10 year old cherri has ever met. cherri isnt a brother figure to ghoul. hes just. his friend that happens to be more than twice his age. its whatever lmao

to cherri, ghoul is kinda like a stray animal he keeps seeing. which is hilarious. ghoul actually goes and finds him to introduce him to jet when they start running together, and cherri meets party and kobra (spark and birdie at the time) when he drives the four of them to a party. because he has a truck hell yeah. so now instead of one stray animal he has, like, a feral cat colony that he drives around occasionally. i have no real-life human relationship equivalent to them because irl if some guy that is not related to any of you and isnt even a childhood or family friend and theyre hanging out with you? they are usually not a safe person lmao. but this is my fantasy land and im too stubborn to change anyones birth years even though ghoul being born in 2004 makes everything really hard to make not creepy.

so yeah hes a casual somewhat friend of the fab four. hed probably get more and more concerned as they got famous. the beginnings of any sort of protective feelings, awww :) that sets him up for becoming the girls mentor.

OH FUCK. THE GIRL..... i think if i was in my late 20s and i heard that the gang of 13-17 year olds had adopted a 5 year old kid i would go bananas. what the fuck. it is a LONG while before cherri meets her. but he has the strongest affection for ghoul (if you could even call it that) and ghoul absolutely adores the girl and swings her around under her arms like a cat to show her off to cherri and its very endearing and the girl is sweet and funny so its easy to be around her. and (unfortunately) she is somewhat used to interacting with weird easily agitated people so she kinda gives him space. cherri isnt quite the uncle figure the fandom usually makes him (i luv uncle cherri sm but he simply cannot exist in the universe ive created, f), but hes a little similar.

and then the four had to go and pretend to die. lol.

when the girl was kidnapped, fucking everyone who knew her was ready to storm the city then and there. like regardless of how little you knew her, if you had ever met her you would fucking die for her. she is pure childish charisma and shes precious. i love the girl. so cherris immediately on board with whatever plan the four make to get her back. ive already talked abt how it fucked up the girl tho; there was no way to tell her that the four werent actually dead, she sees the building collapse and she shuts down. and cherri has to fight against his instinct to leave the radio station and never come back when he sees an eight year old girl sitting dissociated on the couch. that fucks everyone up.

i just realized i havent talked about literally anyone else at the radio station. i think cherri started lingering around the station bc it was safe and sheltered while also not being a popular spot. there are less kids there (people pass through but its not a hangout spot). he was kind of just hanging around to get away from the heat and noise and dr d took notice. because that man can see ur soul and no one knows if thats literal or not. so theyd chat a few times a day and show pony was the one 2 get him out of his shell a little and also was the first one he mentioned his poetry hobby to. im making this all up right now as im writing bc i dont know anything about LITERALLY any of the ppl associated w the radio like im not even going 2 try with chimp n newsie i do not have the willpower to tackle all that. justttt. cherri pony n D become bros and live 2gether there.

back 2 the regular timeline. the rescue mission happens in 2019. the girl lives at the station until 2023. during that time she is very much depressed and withdrawn and is only happy when the four come to visit. none of the Adults know how to help her so they just keep her safe and cared for and hope she'll open up to them.

she does not. she takes the weird cat thats been hanging around and she runs away.

cherri does not see her for three years. shes still worse for wear in the mental health department and he can see all kinds of visions of what shes been through since the last time he saw her and he fucking hates the ultra vs bc they remind him of his past. he does not want her going down that path but its obvious that she isnt crazy abt the ultraviolence thing either so thats a relief.

they have a kind of tense relationship throughout the comics. he feels like he failed her and that spirals into feeling like he failed the four for not being a good adult to them and fun ghoul for not helping enough when his commune was bombed and all kinds of shit and that irrational thinking mixed with plain old, yknow, caring about the girl, is what makes him take a bullet (laser. whatever) for her.

i was trying to figure out the timing of each of their ghost experiences, but i want both of them to talk to the witch and im just gonna make it like dreams where a whole buncha stuff happens but irl its been like seconds. so its like barely a second while the girl has her Witch Convo and cherri FINALLY gets a straight answer, yes there is weird shit going on with him having powers. he doesnt have any story-significant past lives because im lazy, hes just an old soul. like really fuckin old. the amount of latent life experience and stuff his soul/energy/whatever has picked up along the way makes him VERY noticeable to gods n stuff. he fuckin lights up all the alarms like what the FUCK is that over there. she wasnt rly able to get to him or even properly notice him while he was a kid and a young adult so shes happy to finally see him again. he has a STRONG sense of familiarity with her. they know each other on a wild ass level that he cant really comprehend.

welp thats some more lore I'll have 2 think abt. anywayz

post canon is when he and val get to have the most awkward spiderman meme moment of realizing that they have the same trauma SOOOOO thatz fun lol /s sorry kings i thought it would be fun to give u something fucked up to bond over <3

not much changes in his personality. he has a better understanding of Weird Magic and delights in freaking out the ultra vs but for the most part he returns to his life at the radio station. i love him

THIS GOT SO CRAZY LONG I DID NOT MEAN 2 GO THROUGH EVERY PART OF HIS LIFE LIKE SOME WEIRD CHARACTER STUDY but here we are. this is basically a first draft like almost all of this is subject to change but u gotta start somewhere. so heres my start i love this guy. its probably obvious but i have not read ANY twitterverse killjoys stuff </3 maybe i will someday idk

#cat talks #lore #ok2rb but what a mess this post is