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taylorsv3rsion13 · 11 months
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Jealous conrad x reader? Smut if you write it, if not just angst that's ends with fluff?
talk outside?
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A/N : hi! sorry i don't write smut, but i'll write the angst and fluff LMAO. (i'm also so sorry, this is actually horrible)
synopsis : jealousy wasn't the best for conrad after seeing you and jeremiah.
words : 797
God, it's embarrassing, but I've liked Conrad since I was little.
"Jere, where's Conrad?" I asked him as we messed around in the pool with Steven and Belly.
He thought for a moment, "I'm not sure. Probably in his room though."
I sighed, getting out of the pool and grabbing a towel to dry myself off. Yeah, I'd just got to Cousins, but usually Conrad would be out here as well.
I walked up to his room and knocked. I heard a grunt before he opened the door.
"Hi." I said as I looked up to him. He was shirtless and his hair was everywhere.
"Hey." Was all he said before closing the door again.
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"Please, please, please go to the party."" Belly begged as I was sprawled out on my bed.
"No, it's going to be lame." I groaned.
She laughed, "But Conrad will be there."
I rolled my eyes at her statement, "Yeah, but, Conrad will ignore me."
"Please Y/N." She begged yet again.
I sat up on my bed, raising an eyebrow, "Fine. But you owe me!"
I finished getting ready for the party, wearing a white eyelet top which tied in the front with a denim short skirt.
"Don't you look gorgeous." Susannah said to me as I made my way downstairs.
"Thank you, you look lovely as well, Susannah." I said, as I smiled.
"Okay, be safe and don't be dumb!" She called out as Belly and I left the house.
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As soon as I walked in the smell of weed and alcohol hit me. Belly had run off somewhere and I was left by myself. Everyone was close in proximity with one another before I spotted Jeremiah.
"Y/N!" He exclaimed as he ran to hug me.
"Hi, Jere!" I said excitedly.
Jeremiah moved his hand to around my waist, "I'm glad to see that you could made it."
"So am I."
I could feel eyes on me as well though, and on the hand that was wrapped securely on my waist.
From across the room Conrad stood, staring straight at me.
I looked back at Jeremiah who's arm was still around me, but he was talking to a couple of other guys.
Someone had tapped my shoulder, as I turned around to be met with Conrad.
"Oh, hey." I said blankly.
"Hey, can we talk outside?" Conrad asked.
I scoffed, "I'm kinda busy right now."
Conrad grabbed me and picked me up, sending me over his shoulder.
"Put me down!" I protested, hitting his back.
"Stop making a scene, I just want to talk." Conrad said.
I sighed, allowing him to take me outside. He walked with me on his back til we got to his car.
"What the hell is wrong with you." I asked as he let me down.
"No, what the hell is with you? All of a sudden you're getting with my brother?"
"What the fuck are you talking about? And either way you're ignoring me. Why would you even care?"
"Y/N, I don't have to give you any reason." Conrad said, by now we were both shouting and our arms were flying in the air.
"But you really do because you're mad at me for no reas-"
His hands made their way to my cheeks and before I knew it, he had smashed our lips together.
He let go after a moment, "I'm sorry, I've been waiting to do that."
I just stared at him in shock.
"Y/N, say something so I don't look dumb right now. Please."
"I don't know what to fucking say, Conrad, you just kissed me after you've been mad at me since I got to Cousins."
"So do you like me or not, I can't keep acting like I hate you." Conrad explained.
"Okay yes I like you of course I do, who wouldn't? But so does every girl at Cousins!" I explained.
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The house was quiet, everyone was asleep as I lay on my bed.
"Conrad, you're breathing so loud I can hear you from the other side of the door." I called out from inside my room.
He opened the door, coming in.
"Hey." He breathed.
"What do you need right now?"I asked.
"Y/N, can we just talk about us what we even are what happened, anything?" He asked.
"Are you trying to piss me off right now?" I asked.
Conrad laughed a little, "I wouldn't have to piss you off if you would just answer."
"I already told you how I felt."
Before I knew it our lips were intertwined yet again, but neither of us pulled away.
fuck i hated how he did this to me.
I pulled away, "Okay, I like you, and I'm willing to give it a try."
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stroyent · 6 months
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I NEARLY FORGOR! IT'S TIME FOR MY FIRST WEEKLY CALISTHENICS REPORT
tagging my gym bros (everyone who left a like or reply under my post last Monday, please tell me if you don't want to be tagged in subsequent reports) @cockabout @captainhunnicutt @bloodyrose666 @keytaryourheart @uncontrol-freak Not sure if could've done it without your support, my friends <3
I've managed to stick to the hybrid routine for 6 days in a row (today's been a rest day, so I'm not counting it because I didn't have to make myself exercise. But yeah, technically 7)!
Recorded my reps so you would know I didn't cheat: Monday: 10+10 knee pushups, 30+24 knee raises Tuesday: 15+13 horizontal pullups, 20+20 full squats Wednesday: 12+10 straight bridges, 3*60 seconds each side full twists Thursday: 10+10 knee pushups, 30+20 knee raises Friday: 50+50 wall pullups (because I didn't want to go outside just for that, eh), 20+20 full squats Saturday: 20+20 straight bridges, 3*60+ seconds each side full twists (I would just close my eyes and forget about watching the time lmao, so it usually got to about 90 seconds)
General notes: for some reason my brachialis muscles were sore as hell after horizontal pullups, while others were completely fine. I'll make sure to be more careful next time and do fewer horizontal reps and swap the rest for the wall variation.
I'll also try to gradually introduce cardio. My general stamina SUCKS, I get out of breath too fast, so. Maybe someday I'll even get to jogging, but I'm not sure, I've always hated it. However, now I always take the stairs instead of the elevator (unless I'm carrying something heavy), so hopefully that'll help a little.
It's hard not to compare myself with what I could do when I was a teenager (I was a swimmer as a kid and I kept being quite athletic for many years even after quitting). But I haven't really done any fitness since the last PE class at university, which was in 2020, so it's totally understandable I'm not as strong as I was back then. I'm really proud of myself for having done this for a whole week, though! I'm ready to go for another week! And hopefully another one after that... and so on...
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emryses · 5 months
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20 questions for fic writers
thank you @postmodernau & @queerofthedagger for tagging me!
1. How many works do you have on AO3?
35. what the hell lmao
2. What’s your total AO3 word count?
379,505. again. what the hell!!!
3. What fandoms do you write for?
at this point i would say the main one is stranger things. i tend to only be able to successfully write for one fandom at a time apparently lol. but i imagine i'll dip my toes back into merlin one day.
4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?
you looking at me, looking at you (steddie) / run your fingers through my hair (steddie) / eat me alive (steddie) / when the party's over (gallavich!!) / you want it straight from the heart (steddie)
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
i do! most or try my best to. often in the first week-ish after posting something, and i do sincerely try to respond to every comment but i've fallen behind on that a lot recently.
6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
this is a hard question to answer because i literally have thrived off of angst, specifically in the merlin fandom, for many years. i think i'll say winter always turns to spring which is a canon compliant merlin/will fic i wrote that has a tinge of....unrequited feelings, which is probably what bumps it up into the most sad.
7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
is it bad that i don't write a lot of "traditional" happy endings? i kind of make them work to get there lol. bittersweet my beloved. i would say my hairdresser steve au is the most lighthearted thing i've written with a happy ending?
8. Do you get hate on fics?
not really! i've gotten the occasional weird ass comment that i'm sure the commenter THOUGHT was "kind" but i've kind of side-eyed.
9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?
i do! i don't think i'm very good at it & it takes me ages when i do. i guess all kinds??? love it when they're pathetic and desperate iykwim.
10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?
not often, but i have a steddie btvs au i am slowly percolating on.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
not that i'm aware of! but i doubt it, even then lol.
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
yes! there was a merlin translation fest a while back, and my merwill fic, winter always turns to spring was translated into portuguese!
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
no..........but mona & i have been percolating some thoughts..............................................monaaaaaaa.........is this a sign................?
14. What’s your all time favorite ship?
this is such a hard question !!! i think i have to say at this moment in time it's steddie. they truly just scratch all the shippy itches for me. honourable mention tho to merthur, who have had my soul in some way or another for 10+ years.
15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
i have this shameless canon divergence fic. the summary i wrote describes it best: "When Ian was 3, his birth father Clayton Gallagher and his wife Lucy were granted full custody, ripping Ian away from the only family he had ever known. Fifteen years later, Ian has been diagnosed with bipolar disorder and is looking for answers. Here, he reconnects with Fiona and Lip, his brother and sister who watched him be taken. Ian also meets his brother’s friend, Mickey, who conveniently is the guy Ian has been meeting in bars and dark alleys for the past few weeks."
part of me wishes i could go back and finish it, but i haven't written for gallavich in so long & i have so many other fics for other fandoms i'm more inclined to finish first. i guess never say never, but i also don't know when the time for it would be. alas.
16. What are your writing strengths?
how dare anyone make me talk positively about myself....sigh. ok. i think i'm good at character tone/voice. the way characters speak has always come pretty easily to me, and so i'm often most proud of my dialogue. i think it's why a lot of my fics often are dialogue heavy & have people working out problems together.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
does my own brain count? i feel like i can be repetitive in my descriptors of things. everything is "says softly" or "he smiles" or "he laughs" etc. my brain tells me every single goddamn sentence has to be Unique or something, and then i get in my head about Everything. it's the worst !!!
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?
i haven't ever done it! not sure how i would go about it tbh! i don't speak any other languages other than english, so i would be hesitant to put any other language in a fic of mine because i would have to rely on google translate or something.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
HMMM. if i'm really honest, probably peter pan when i was like. 10. then it was icarly LMAO. all on ff.net babeyyyy
20. Favorite fic you’ve written?
hands down, fields of gold. i consider it to be my merlin magnum opus of sorts, my eternal love letter to the show. i took 2 years to write it, and genuinely no joke some of the aspects/themes of that fic date back to headcanons/meta i wrote in 2012. so. i poured a lot of my heart into that fic, and i hope it shows.
zero pressure tags: @stargyles/@pushrope, @mojowitchcraft, @magicinavalon, @stevespookington, @lady-lostmind, @thefreakandthehair, @snapshotmaestro, @glaftwlet, @andonandon & truly anyone who sees this and wants to answer these questions. tag me!!! i am nosy and love stuff like this lol.
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i watched iasip. once again, thank you for the long post. you really sold me on it, and i'm glad you did. i don't have anyone to share my thoughts to, so i thought i'd come back here.
(just for the record, i watched from season 5-16, because i struggle to get into shows if they start off slow. after i write this, i'm going to go back and watch season 1-4)
my first thoughts were, i'm surprised how much of the soundtrack i know. the background music and intro go so hard, don't get me wrong, but i was shocked how much of it i've already heard from youtube videos and stuff.
my seconds thoughts were. woah i hate everyone yet i care for them?? now that is good writing. but also i've never gasped or said "oh no" aloud so much while watching a show. again, good writing.
surprisingly, several of the episodes like, hit me hard and got me genuinely feeling like shit. cough the suburban house episode cough.
i was also surprised at the out right gayness. normally from these types of sitcoms, i've grown to accept the odd gay joke and gay-coded characters. but a canonically gay character that's sexuality is brought up often and isn't just stereotypes ontop of stereotypes? that (sadly) really shocked me.
i also found myself able to predict the way the episodes were gonna go, not for all of them but for quite a few. my brain would just assume the worst, and then it would happen. which, i think added to the atmosphere if anything. the dramatic irony and the dread i would feel as the episode progressed really just hooked me. i knew it was all going to shit, i hated it was all going to shit, but i couldn't stop watching.
overall, a very enjoyable show. i think i might like it a little less when i watch the earlier 4 seasons, because i'm assuming it'll be physically painful to watch. but again, thank you! you've created an iasip fan!
I'm really glad you liked it! thanks for the update bro 👍 (and are you saying you literally watched the entirety of seasons 5-16? if so that was SPEEDY as hell dude that's awesome)
and yep! a lot of the soundtrack, including the title sequence song, are just from an unlicensed free music library online lmfao, so a lot of youtubers and stuff use it when they need music that won't get them demonetized for improper copyrighting etc. this is because they started the show with such a small budget lmao, and they decided to just stick with it. it's a funny bit tbh. here's the pieces they use for score if you were wondering, I listen to them a lot lmfao it's genuinely good music (coming from a music major who listens to instrumental orchestral shit a lot lmao)
and YES it's so awesome how terrible the characters are as people, yet you're still captivated by them and genuinely care about them. that's storytelling baybee!!! some people don't really vibe with that aspect of the show and it puts them off so I’m glad you liked it.
the suburbs episode LMAO that one's a classic. something I had a bit of trouble with at the beginning was being able to separate myself from the characters and just appreciate the comedy and story from an objective standpoint. I just really tend to put myself in the characters' positions or immediately find any way I can to empathize with the scenario. but this show becomes so painful to watch if you try to do that the whole time, so learning to take myself out of the story and just really not take any of it seriously at all has been interesting to say the least. this isn't to say you shouldn't have emotional responses to the show or connect with the characters, not at all, just that I had to learn to really not take the jokes and scenarios seriously. I hope that somewhat made sense
and yes!!! canon gay representation!!! even though rob mcelhenney (guy who plays mac) isn't gay, his mom is gay and he has two gay brothers, so he has been surrounded by the queer community his entire life. he's one of the few straight men who I think are truly qualified to play a gay character, and he does it very respectfully and mindfully, while not compromising the spirit and humor of the show itself. I really respect him for that, and it's one of the things that makes this show really special to me.
(p.s. idk if you've seen mythic quest? that's another one with great gay rep. I think I remember you mentioning you'd seen it but I thought I’d put that in here just in case you haven’t)
you saying that you would predict what was going to happen next because you just thought "what's the worst way this could go," and then it did indeed follow that worst case scenario, made me laugh lmao. I have a similar experience watching. it's exactly like you said: you know it's going to shit, you hate that it's going to shit, but you just can't stop watching regardless.
and, I don't know if you’ve already watched seasons 1-4 by the time I post this, but they're really not bad at all. in fact, seasons 2 and 4 are in my top 6 seasons of the show overall, and the season 4 finale is one of the most iconic episodes in the entire series. I just meant that season 5 is a good place to start because it immediately gets going, it makes sense without too much context, and it's a good way to gauge whether you'd be into the rest of it or not. but that's awesome that you just immediately watched all the way to the present.
anyway! yippee!!! welcome to the club! I’m a pretty new fan too tbh I started watching this august, but I’m really glad I was able to recommend you something that I love, and that you really enjoy as well. lmk what you think of seasons 1-4 or if you ever want to talk more about the show, as you can see I am always down to yap about my favorite sitcoms lmao (sorry about the unnecessarily long response) happy honda days 💯
p.s. here's a picture of the sunny cast at la pride :)
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ceasarslegion · 1 year
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Alright I just watched a disastrous date go down at the restaurant I was in (woman getting the cold shoulder from the wait staff after asking if her date left while she was in the restroom) so now I gotta know your ramen story, pretty please ☕️ ☕️
LMAO???
Alright so uh, sit down for this one I guess.
Picture me a few months ago. It was still warm out, I was a bit lonely, I go on tinder. I end up striking up a nice conversation with someone who seemed very similar to me. Third culture kids have very unique lifestyles so when we find each other we tend to cling, especially when that person grew up in the same general area you did and came from the same general parent culture. This was what got us talking in the first place.
The guy seemed nice, okay? Articulate, funny, approachable, and easy to keep a conversation with (which is rarer than the diamond itself for the tinder population, who communicate so little it makes me wonder if I missed a telepathy patch somewhere). So I thought hey, why the hell not, right? Let's go to dinner.
I'm a really big meat-eater who can and has eaten everything from chicken hearts to beef tongue and I enjoyed both of them. My dad's side of the family are cattle ranchers in a province only known for two things: oil and beef. I grew up in the part of the middle east that consumes some form of spiced meat in every damn meal, snack, and candy. I was doomed from the start, bro. No part of me could even be vegetarian. I order my steak blue rare at the places that let me. I drink tall glasses of milk with every dinner. I buy family sizes of meat cuts at the grocery store for myself.
No word of a fucking lie, my mom kept this baby book writing down milestones and personality quirks with me, and under the section that says "my favourite food is..." it just says "MEAT: ALL" underlined 3 times. I was meant to be some kind of obligate carnivore but god decided to curse me for my hubris by placing my soul in the body of an omnivorous ape.
Anyway. I suggest ramen for dinner because it's a good crowd pleaser thats really hard to fuck up for a first date. I mean, who doesn't like noodle soups? I usually order it with pork belly, but I was really craving beef that night so I ordered beef ramen with extra beef and a fried egg on top with a cup of green tea
Apparently, this was an issue.
I thank the waiter and he heads off with our orders. I am greeted by a facial expression i can only describe as "moral fury disguised as vague disappointment."
I immediately start getting an earful about how disgusting it is to eat animal flesh and how I should be ashamed of myself for promoting "speciesism" while calling myself an anti-racist. "Speciesism" was a term I have never heard before that day, and I still think it's fucking stupid to compare eating meat to full-blown racism.
I start pointing out that I have no issue with how he decides to eat, but it's a massive overstep of personal boundaries and a very presumptive and self-righteous move to act like he had any right to tell someone else how to eat. Plus, the shit he was spouting about livestock rearing and byproduct sourcing were straight up untrue and made up by PETA. Plus, I hate to break it to him, but cows are not humans. They aren't. They just aren't, and if he can't understand that then he shouldn't be taking care of them and he definitely shouldn't be acting like he should.
I am not the most held back individual when it comes to these things. I have a big blunt mouth and I don't have much of a concept of a filter. I acknowledge that about myself and try my hardest to only argue things i have immediate credible evidence for, because I know that I always come off as emotionally-charged because of my big blunt mouth. But oh, oh boy. Oh man did he not like that.
The argument keeps escalating and escalating until our food gets served. He decides to make a very exaggerated barf gesture at the beef and egg in my bowl. C'mon, bro. But you wanna be petty? Alright, I can be petty too. I looked him dead in the eye while I picked out chunks of only egg and beef with my chopsticks and ate it. I made constant comments on how good the meat was and how much I loved the texture and juiciness of it. He gave me a very charged silent treatment the whole time.
We mutually ghosted each other after that night.
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nabulsi · 2 years
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Hello. I have no one to talk to about this irl and I saw that you are also Palestinian and Muslim so I thought I’d take my shot and ask. I’m Muslim and I love my religion with all my heart. I hate to say this, but sometimes I feel like I’m held back, or that I have to choose between two worlds. I want to experience the ‘bad’ things in life. The things I’ve been told I’ll burn in hell for. Mainly relationships and …figuring out my sexuality. But I feel like god will abandoned me. I feel like I can’t just go pray and do or think these things. But if I don’t experience these things or accept myself then I’ll never be able to grow as a person.
Salam Anon! I am sorry you have nobody you can speak to about this IRL. First of all, I love you and you're not doing anything 'bad' and everything will be okay.
I apologize in advance if this is a long-winded reply, and I focused a lot on being Queer and Muslim, though I think there are a lot of things conservative Muslims unfairly demonize which this can apply to. And forgive me if I start to sound preachy later on ~
I think living in an environment where it's drilled into you that an inherent part of yourself is evil and wrong is something I wouldn't wish upon anyone -- and it's something I think even non-Muslim queer / gay / trans people experience as well.
Still when it comes to Islam, I know how it is to feel that resources are not there and if they are they're hard to find or inaccessible.
(below the cut 'cause it got long)
I don't know what environment you have grown up in, friend, whether you grew up in a predominantly Muslim country or you grew up in a Western country. But I can relate either way to growing up afraid of thinking about these things, and I hope some part of my experience helps you!
I spent my formative teenage years in Jordan, a predominantly Muslim country, and my parents were, and still are, incredibly conservative Sunni Muslims and while, looking back, I was clearly a young lesbian, I didn't really allow myself to think on my attraction to women because, the way I was raised, even picturing myself in that situation filled me with revulsion and disgust. It made me viscerally uncomfortable. But being with men also made me feel disgusted (because I was not attracted to them LMAO).
But like you, I also love my faith and don't want to leave it. I will say, after years trying to find a place in Islam where I feel comfortable, my advice is to remember the following:
Allah (SWT) is the most merciful. That is one of the things that is repeated the most in the Qur'an. Allah (SWT) loves His creations more deeply than any love in existence --whether they are doing "bad" things or not and His forgiveness is only conditional on whether your repent for your actions is pure.
While it sounds nice to try and find Hadith and stories about the Sahaba that "prove" that being queer is okay after all and you've owned the homophobes with logic and facts, that is actually a trap. There will always be differing interpretations of Hadith and Sunna and it will be a vicious cycle of "What if I was wrong about my sexuality" and "No I was actually right all along" and it's exhausting. You have to lead yourself to a point where it doesn't matter if you find justification for who you are. (Certainly straight Muslims never have to do that)
It was narrated by Omar Ibn Al-Khattab that Muhammad (PBUH) said: إنما الأعمال بالنيّات ، وإنما لكل امريء مانوى ، فمن كانت هجرته إلى الله ورسوله ، فهجرته إلى الله ورسوله ، ومن كانت هجرته لدنيا يصيبها ، أو امرأة ينكحها ، فهجرته إلى ما هاجر إليه (Translation: Verily actions are by intentions, and for every person is what he intended. So the one whose hijrah was to Allah and His Messenger, then his hijrah was to Allah and His Messenger. And the one whose hijrah was for the world to gain from it, or a woman to marry her, then his hijrah was to what he made hijrah for.) And this is also something that brings me guidance when I feel unsure if I'm doing the right thing -- whether that's with my faith or in life. Your intent matters and it always does -- at least in the eyes of Allah (SWT). And if your intent is to understand yourself and the world around you without hurting anyone, then that is between you and Allah (SWT)
Nobody can tell you that you're going to hell except Allah (SWT). Not even Muhammad (PBUH) can tell you if you're going to hell. You do not know if you're going to hell. In Islam, it is easier to go to heaven than to go to hell and don't let anyone convince you otherwise.
Culture affects your perception of how 'bad' something is. There are far worse sins that Muslims commit on a daily basis without having a crisis of faith. That's the arrogance of conservative Muslims. They will play Qur'an 24/7 on in their house and with those same hands beat their children and gossip and judge others unfairly.
Take it easy on yourself. Breathe. Everything will be okay and you are not a bad person or a bad Muslim for wanting to better understand yourself.
I know what works for me is not "one size fits all" so take with a grain of salt. But basically, what I gently advise is to explore. Do what you need to do to strengthen your faith.
I can't tell you what you'll discover as you do this. Maybe you explore your sexuality and have relationships and you find out you're not gay? That's okay. And if you find out you are actually gay/trans/bi/pan/lesbian/queer...etc? That's fine. You can still be Muslim. Allah (SWT) still loves you. You're not doing a bad thing. Even if you're acting on those feelings.
I'm sorry this got so long, but please if you ever need to reach out, you are also welcome to DM me off anon anytime you want <3
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quillsmora · 11 months
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First I want to say I'm so sorry people have sent you hateful messages or said mean things to you over issues you've had with IW. That's so unnecessary. I'm sending you internet hugs.
Secondly, thank you for sharing a balanced view of Gunn. His work is often excellent but that doesn't mean he lacks room for improvement. It's been difficult since vol 3 came out to have many constructive conversations about the movie and regarding Gamora. It's been frustrating to see people who criticized EG and the Russo's for not focusing on certain things and not developing parts of the story more or who swore up and down Gunn would absolutely focus on them and do it so much better, and now that vol 3 is out missing some of the same story beats, people are totally fine with it or acting as if they were never needed in the first place. It's okay to love some stuff while admitting other stuff wasn't great. It's not better or more mature to pretend something is flawless. It's also eye opening seeing people do this and then turn around and predominantly praise or gush over every other character but Gamora. If they think everything was flawless why not gush over her too. Then there's the people scrutinizing Gamora as if she were the villain. I saw Thanos get more love from some fans. It's like I'm in the worst timeline. I'm just happy for Gamora friendly blogs like yours. It makes my fandom experience much better.
ty for the hug anon <3
and yeah, i like gunn and his work, but at the end of the day he's still a straight white man™️ with the experiences of a straight white man™️ and it can sometimes come across in his writing. again, my only issue with vol 3 is that i wish it delved more into this new gamora and her relationships with the other guardians/what lead her to becoming a ravager. sometimes it felt like she was only there because they needed to wrap up peter's arc on moving on from grief. i was personally disappointed in that as someone who's been a gamora fan since i first saw her in that cut scene of her topless in the vol 1 trailers that definitely had a major part in my gay awakening on the big screen when i was 11 years old. i think it's important to acknowledge the people you respect, especially in an industry like Hollywood, aren't perfect and you can disagree with their choices while still liking what they did end up making. a lot of that has been lost, especially when it comes to talking about comic book movies (you know exactly what group of fans i'm referring to).
gamora is definitely the least talked about guardian out of everyone and i've seen a lot of misinterpretation about what gamora was in vol 3/people seeming to forget that she died and saying she and peter just "grew apart". there are others who are quick to say who peter should move on with (it's not just that ship, for some reason the five peter x kitty fans in existence seem to think they now have a shot of mcu starkat/prydequill lmao), and who have diminished what gamora meant to all the other guardians, not just peter and nebula. like, she was groot's mother!! and james had to clarify that in an instagram comment because people couldn't pick up on that dynamic in vol 2!!!
gamora deserved so much better than what she was given in the mcu, and i'm always going to believe that. hell, she also deserves better than what she's currently being given in the comics too.
i'm glad my blog is being seen as a bright spot by other gamora fans! i've loved gamora for nearly a decade now and i'll always love her. she's been such a core part of my fandom identity, it's kinda like how i'll always love ariel from the little mermaid or katniss from the hunger games or even santana from glee, her character helped me identify with and discover myself growing up :,).
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stony in bio and three and a half stony posts total lmao. it’s okay to ship stucky come join us.
This is genuinely so hilarious to me omg. Thank you, anon. I like that you confronted me on this cause I was thinking about it. Believe me, I would ship Stucky with you if I could! Unnecessarily long post coming because I love to ramble and talk about myself!
There's a few reasons why I don't talk about Stony that much, but none of them have anything to Stucky LOL. I have zero Stucky posts (as far as I know) for a reason!
This is a Steve blog first and foremost! I just appreciate Steve because I love him so damn much and I want to contribute to his fanbase. There's so many misunderstandings or straight bullshit about his character that are SO easy to counter and clear up and I like doing that. I like talking about who he is, what's he's done, why's he's done it and his interactions with others. I've been a little reserved on that front, but that'll change soon. I was initially nervous about this turning into too much of a shipping account because I didn't want to turn into one of those people who reduce Steve to his ship or only love him when he's in a ship. Thankfully, I found that I just genuinely like the guy individually and can talk about him all day lol.
Funny thing, I actually tried hard as Hell to ship Stucky when I first started watching the MCU for the sole reason it was the top ship on ao3. But I just didn't connect with it at all. I see the vision - even I can admit the idea is extremely romantic. Past lovers who knew each other their whole lives and discovered that not even the force of death can keep them apart? Hell yeah! It's an objectively good ship, but it just doesn't hit me. Now, I actually have exceptions - I do occasionally read Stucky for two reasons. 1) Smut because it's easier to find sub/bottom Steve and that's hot, 2) Good Steve characterization and/or it's Steve centric, 3) If it's Bucky/Steve/Tony with NO Tony/Bucky (annoyingly rare to find this combo). I recently read a Stucky story that made me BALL my eyes out, so I'm not adverse to it, I'm just not passionate about them two together romantically.
Oddly enough, I'm fully willing to be on the platonic soulmates train. Steve and Bucky live in each others' back pockets? All for it. They'd do anything for each other? Yeah, fully agree. They'd by a farm together and live out the rest of their days if they found no one else? Absolutely. Just because I just can't force myself to see it through a romantic lens (most of the time) doesn't mean I'll downplay their relationship. It just doesn't make me feel anything. I suspect a large part of this is because I'm pretty neutral to Bucky's character and I've never been the type to ship characters if I'm not madly in love with and invested in both of them.
If I'm going to be honest, one reason Stony is even in my bio is to warn people that I'm not a Tony anti. I love Tony DOWN despite what I think of some of his decisions. I see him through such a sympathetic eye. I know there are people who have the same views as me (loves Steve, Team Cap, ect ect) don't like Tony and I wanted to give them a fair warning that I will be talking about him fondly, not only as an individual, but also together with our fav, Steve, which puts people off. And I don't particularly care if people hate Stony (I have one MCU ship I hate with a burning passion so I get it lol), but I didn't want to surprise anyone.
The other reason it's in my bio is because I love Stony and want to rep them lol. I'm extremely passionate about them together. ALL versions of them. My banner is the 1872-verse which is one of the most clear-cut canon depictions of Stony. It's perfect! Back on topic though - I actually don't look at many Stony blogs though since I'm particular about them and I'm afraid of seeing something that'll piss me off before I can filter it out lol. Most of my Stony consumption comes from fanfiction (I've even been doing that less since I've ran out of stories that appeal to me) and my own imagination. I actually have no problem talking about them more. I probably will be since I'm working on an insanely long fic on their relationship, but I'm pretty content just talking about Steve.
I don't talk about Stony much mostly because I don't know what to say and I'm nervous on the things I do want to say. Mind you, I'm not a reserved person at all when it comes to flapping my lips about my opinions. In fact, being nervous about it only makes me want to say it more. Just to prove I can lol. I only just learned how to pick my battles online a while ago. But my interpretation of Tony and Steve as individuals are often not in line with what majority of the Stony fandom has agreed on, so I kind of just, let it be. I don't know many people who ship Stony who have the same or even closely related view. Now this may fully be because I'm new to talking about them online so I just haven't had the chance, but I think a large part is that a lot of them just aren't in the fandom as deeply anymore. I've said this before, but I get it. It can be exhausting especially after CW came out. The only reason I'm here is I'm too stubborn for my own good.
Uhhh, I'm pretty sure I had more to say, but I forgot my other points this far...I might edit the post if I remember...anyways, I'm pretty sure this is WAY more than you asked LMAO. I run my mouth a lot! Anyways, thanks anon for stopping by to chat! <3
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Would You Smooch a Killer Robot? [X] Heck Yes - Chapter 8
Notes: Surprise, bitch. Bet you thought you'd seen the last of me!
This is the unfortunate end of this particular book, but I'm utterly down to clown with more books of a similar caliber in the future (including a book of smut-shots about your romps with the animatronics of SB, yes, including the time Monty learned how to sext). For now, though, there won't be more daily updates. Gotta give the ol' smut goggles a chance to collect some more dust!
And to those of you who wanted Map Bot for the memes... you drove me to this /s
CONTENT WARNING: Brief kidnapping scene by... guess who lmao
CHAPTER 8 (BONUS): Mapping Out the Rabbit Hole
You just couldn’t help yourself.
It wasn’t long before you begged Vanessa to sneak you in again, and to your surprise, she was a lot more willing to do so this time around. You had excitedly gotten into her car, dressed for the occasion in a nice dress and knee-high socks with sneakers.
The animatronics had been messaging you almost every night, some more sweetly than others (you still felt saucy about the time you sent a panty pic and got a voice note of Monty’s guttural moans, now that was some whack material let me tell you), telling you they couldn’t wait for you to visit. You hated to disappoint (plus you definitely didn’t mind getting a good dicking again as a reward for working hard at your job).
As soon as you got into the pizzaplex, you headed straight for Rockstar Row, bag bouncing on your hip. You barely waited long enough to tell Vanessa goodbye, giggling and running right for the escalators.
Getting to the robots’ rooms was a piece of cake. Finding them, however, was the hard part.
“Where the hell is everyone?” You huffed, smoothing down your skirt. “C’mon, guys, I wore lingerie for this!”
Nobody answered.
You tried to look into their rooms through the glass, but the curtains were all drawn. Even Freddy’s, much to your disappointment.
You rolled your eyes and stalked off. “Fine, I’ll amuse myself with something else,” you muttered.
You went to the elevators and sighed, pressing the button to get you going.
As soon as the elevator stopped and opened, you were ambushed by a robot.
“Take a map,” its monotonous voice droned, shoving a map into your chest. “Free map.”
You eyed the robot and its hands as you took the map from its lukewarm hand. I wonder…
The last time you'd been to the mall, the little robot had intrigued you with its relentless map charity. Though it wasn't that appealing looks-wise, it was simple and sleek, and it looked like it had very nice hands.
No, (y/n),  your brain scolded. This is a literal robot. Don’t do it. Do not fuck the robot.
Y’know what? You straightened up, grinning at the robot. I’m gonna try to fuck the robot.
It continued to watch you as you pulled your skirt up, exposing lacy panties decorated with sheer mesh and cute little bows at the sides.
“Hey, bud,” you cooed. “Can you do something for me?”
But it just stared at you.
Silence settled between you two for several long, awkward seconds before you dropped the bottom hem of your skirt, feeling somewhat ashamed.
“What the fuck am I doing,” you sighed. “You aren’t even sentient. This isn’t fun, it’s sad. I’m sad.”
Dejected, you turned to walk away.
The sudden sound of the bot being pushed away (it humorously said “Ow”) made you start to turn curiously, when someone tackled you from behind.
Your head hit the floor with a painful smack, and you cried out in pain as someone pressed a knife to your neck.
“Nighty-night,” a heavily-distorted, vaguely-familiar breathy voice cooed into your ear as someone’s weight pressed into your back.
You awoke, cold, with a splitting headache and a strange feeling in your gut who-knows-how-long later, your cheek against something.
You groaned, and the pain sent a sharp twinge through your skull. Lifting your heavy head, you blinked blearily at your dark surroundings.
Where the fuck am I?
You seemed to be in a room with neon lighting along one side belonging to an exit sign above a door. The word ‘VANNY’ was scrawled along one wall, you noted as you craned your neck to look up. Whatever you were lying on, it was incredibly soft and smelled vaguely of… something. To your discomfort, your bag was nowhere to be seen.
Blinking, you turned to look at the arcade cabinet next to the bed with a furrowed brow. What the fuck? The creep lives here?!
You shifted your body and the feeling in your gut twisted. It felt familiar, yet…
You looked down to see your legs tied to pegs hammered into the wall. You attempted to move your arms, but they were tied too (presumably to pegs in the opposite wall). What kind of sicko knocked you out?
“Hello?” You called, wiggling despite the weight in your belly. “Ayo, if you’re still here, fuckin’ say something!”
No answer.
Growling to yourself, you wiggled a little more. The ropes were sharp against your skin. “You’re totally ruining my night, you know! I didn’t come here to get knocked out by some psycho, I came to get some DICK!”
You paused. Then you added, “And some pussy! I’m not one to judge!”
Sighing, you settled into the pillow. For some reason, you could smell arousal in the air - you didn’t think it was from you, but you had been pretty excited to get to your activities earlier.
The weight in the pit of your stomach was getting harder to ignore, too. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think you had something inside of you.
Closing your eyes, you decided just to go back to sleep. Hopefully either whoever took you would let you go or one of the bots would come rescue you.
I just hope they aren’t too worried, you fretted as you tried your best to get comfortable.
You don’t know how long you drifted off for, but you awoke slowly to the sound of heavy breathing in the room with you.
Your heart picked up its pace, yet you didn’t open your eyes. The breathing sounded feminine, yet it was distorted - holy shit, the same person that knocked you out!
Be calm, (y/n), you told yourself, attempting to calm your breathing. Don’t rush to act. You have no idea if they’re gonna murder you or not.
Your thoughts were interrupted by a feminine whine. “Oh fuck… nnnn…”
Are they fucking jacking it right now? Your face had to be burning with the rate you were turning red.
Briefly, you thought of attempting to call Vanessa, but when you turned your arm slightly, you realized with mounting horror that you couldn’t feel your Fazwatch.
“Mmmm… (y/n)...” her breathy voice whimpered, along with the telltale ‘shlick shlick shlick’ of someone going to  town on their downstairs neighbor.
A hand caressed your face and you flinched at the touch.
Immediately, the person stopped, cooing, “Wake up, princess…”
The hand on your cheek turned firm as they gripped you, attempting to shake you. Your head was thankfully not pounding anymore, but shaking worsened the distant pain enough to where you opened your eyes, staring up into glowing red ones.
A grinning rabbit mask greeted you, mismatched patches stitched along the sides. The ears hung over the front, and it seemed to stop right where her head met her neck.
Waving coyly at you, she gestured to where she was two knuckles deep in her own pussy, her body glistening with sweat in the dim light. One hand was covered in some kind of cartoony glove, while the other was bare.
“I’ve been waiting for you to wake up,” she giggled, tracing your cheekbone with her gloved thumb. “You drove me so crazy in that dress that I just had to snatch you away!”
“Who the hell are you and why are you keeping me from getting some serious robo-cock tonight?” You demanded.
She laughed at that, distorted laughter that sent a shiver up your back. “Oh, silly girl, you’ve already had some dick!”
“Huh?” You squinted before moving your hips. And then you realized what the pressure in your gut was.
“You… using my own strap against me?” You barked a laugh. “Clever, white rabbit! But I'm late for a very important date, so if you wouldn't mind...”
She watched as you flexed your hands, the mask’s creepy smile hiding the manic smirk on her face.
“I’ve been watching,” she cooed. “Watching you.”
“Weird flex, but okay.” You raised an eyebrow.
“He told me to select one, but… but you are not the one,” her voice grew more confused as she shook her head. “I feel something… strong, for you. Something that I would never normally tell you.”
“You want to fuck me, right?” You deadpanned.
“I--  what?” She seemed taken-aback, leaning back in her chair.
“Strong feelings that you wouldn’t normally tell me, the fact that when I woke up you were yanking the crank, plus the fact that I’m tied up right now with my own dildo inside of me?” You tugged on your arms for emphasis. “C’mon, bunny girl. Just admit you think I’m hot.”
“I wasn’t expecting you to be so… forward with it,” she admitted.
“Lady, I have had one hell of a time in this mall.” You heaved a sigh. “Had pizza with and then fucked a robotic chicken, played golf with and got chased and ultimately dicked down by an alligator, got fingerfucked and dicked down with my own strap by a wolf girl, got to play in the arcade and got dicked by Freddy in a photo booth.” You paused, and then raised an eyebrow. “That’s not even mentioning the weird sun and moon guy, because that is all kinds of fucked and kinky and that’s a longer story for another time.”
“I know,” she replied. “I watched you through all of that.”
“Okay, so…?” You shrugged the best you could with your arms tied above your head. “Are you gonna get to the fucking, or…?”
She paused. Probably blinked, though the mask hid anything. You could feel the incredulity.
You just watched her with your brows raised.
“Aren’t you scared?” She finally questioned.
“I was at first, but then I realized I was still in the mall and just tied up in a really kinky way.” You huffed a laugh. “To be honest, the kink outweighs the fear.”
“You really are a freak,” she uttered quietly.
“Comes with the job description, sweetheart.” You winked and gestured with your chin. “C’mon, I’ll pretend if it helps you get your rocks off.”
Shaking her head, she got up from the chair and knelt over you, both legs on either side of your hips. Her naked hand was still wet and sticky, and she smelled strongly of arousal, one that sent a pulse to your own heat and goosebumps spreading across your exposed skin. You bit your lip as her naked body ground against yours, the skirt of your dress riding up your stomach.
She cupped her cheek with her gloved hand and trailed the fingers of her other down your belly, stopping at the fabric of your lingerie. She grabbed the little ribbon at the side and tugged at the end, unraveling it and pulling it away from your body.
You shivered in anticipation, raking your gaze up and down. She was gloriously bare and deliciously smooth, little freckles kissing her shoulders and trailing down the valley of her breasts, which looked firm.
“I hate that I can’t kiss you like this,” her voice was breathy and full of desire, “but I can more than make up for it in other ways…~”
She firmly grasped the blunt end of the dildo and with one motion yanked it out of your core, making you moan at the sudden loss. You felt emptier now, your pussy squeezing on nothing as she teased you by waving it in front of you.
The shaft was still sticky with your own arousal, and you watched with interest as she trailed it down between her boobs and down her stomach, before teasing at her own lower lips with the head. With a strangled moan, she shoved it into herself and began bouncing up and down as if on the real thing.
“Fuck, you’re really gonna leave me high and dry?” You groaned, licking your lips as she squeezed her own boobs together.
“”I’m only getting started with the fun,” she answered, and with a giggle she leaned in to rest her forearms on either side of your head so that the ridiculous rabbit mask was right in front of you and obscuring your view.
You huffed. “And here I thought I’d get dinner and a show.”
“How lewd!” Bunny lady-- well, you decided to call her Vanny, gasped as the toy hit another spot inside.
“I try,” you snarked.
She hopped up and down on the toy a few more times - and came with a breathy moan, resting her masked face on your shoulder.
You awkwardly pretended to pat her on the back, cursing more than ever that you were tied back. You waited until she stopped panting before asking, “So… you gonna untie me now?”
“No,” she sighed, finally having caught her breath. “Not quite yet.”
She sat up and pulled the toy out, hissing at the sensation, before setting it aside and crawling up to where her pussy was in your face.
Fucking  finally, you thought as she lowered herself onto your mouth.
“Make it good and I’ll consider getting you to cum fairly quick,” she ordered, a thrill of excitement in her voice.
“Ma’am yes ma’am,” you dutifully replied and tenderly pressed your lips to hers in a deep kiss. She shuddered, bracing herself against the wall as your tongue darted out to swirl around her pearl before plunging inside of her.
Vanny began to rock back and forth against your mouth, letting out cute little whimpers as you tongue-fucked her. “Aah, yes…! (y/n), princess, baby…”
A spark of pleasure shot through you at her words, and you pressed your tongue flat against a spongy spot inside that made her whole lower half twitch. “Ah!”
Jackpot. You could have smirked as you continued to assault that spot, giving it kitten licks before outright massaging it with your tongue. All the while, the woman above you continued to quiver and cry, clenching her fists against the wall and thrusting her hips against your face.
“(y/n),” she was moaning, her breath hitching as she felt her release building, “(y/n)--!”
With a wail, she came, and you felt her walls close around you, pulsing with her orgasm as you tasted the slightly-sweet liquid of victory.
You lapped at her folds until she finally mustered the strength to get off of you. For a split-second, you thought you saw a mole on the tender flesh of her left inner thigh, but you brushed it off as a trick of the light.
“Aw, is that it?” You pouted, strings of translucent liquid clinging to your flushed lips.
She was still panting for breath as she poked your nose with her finger. “That was pretty good, good job.”
You watched as she climbed off the bed and harnessed the strapon to her hips. Once she was confident that it was secure, she knelt back down before you, gripping your hip with one hand and caressing the flesh with her thumb before guiding the toy to your entrance once more.
“Fuck yes,” you hissed, as you felt the head tease you open. “I’m so ready for this.”
“I’m going to fuck you,” her voice was oddly chipper as she squeezed the meat of your hip. “I’m going to fuck you so hard you forget all about those silly robots.”
“I dare you to try.” You flashed her a smirk with half-lidded eyes gazing directly into hers. Er, the mask’s.
With a giggle, she pushed in, and you leaned your head back and groaned, low and guttural.
“I bet you’re so tight,” Vanny teased. “Even though you had this toy inside of you for so long… the noises you’re making down here, you’re so wet I bet you could take two with no problem.”
“Don’t, aah fuck, don’t give me any more ideas,” you keened, arching against the blankets. “You’d like to see that, wouldn’t you?  Mmh~”
“I would be stuck at my monitor for hours just watching you,” she replied. Her tone took on a more sultry note as she pressed her thumb against your clit and watched you squirm. “Having Monty and Freddy at once… that would be so exciting. I can’t decide if they would double-team your pussy or have one in your ass.”
“Either way, I am fucking down,” you let out a shaky laugh. “As soon as you untie me, of course.”
“Oh, (y/n),” she cooed. “Why would I ever let you go?”
Gee, that sounds familiar, you thought to yourself as you glanced over at the large window at the other side of the room. I wonder where Vanessa is. Surely she must have alerted the bots by now, right? Maybe they’re still looking for me.
A hand lightly slapping your cheek brought you back to the present, gut-churning arousal coursing through your body. Vanny brought your face back around to look up at her as she chided, “Hey, eyes on me.”
Something about the phrase sounded similar to what Vanessa used to say, but you brushed it off. Lots of people say that.
“I can’t believe I didn’t do this sooner,” Vanny giggled, spreading your legs a little wider apart. “I had to be so careful… but now I have you!”
“You’re so fucking good at this,” you moaned. “How are you so good at this?”
“Let’s say I have a  lot of experience.”
Experience well earned, you thought in your foggy brain. There was nothing quite like having another human, and despite your undeniable thirst for the robots you had to admit a woman in a rabbit costume domming you was really hot. Granted, the mask was rather creepy, and her voice was strangely glitchy, but she was sexy.
You looked back down at her legs curiously, and sure enough - there was a mole on her left thigh.
“Oh,” she quietly hissed as your body jolted again from the electricity, “I want to make you scream. You’ll scream so loud they’ll hear you in Parts and Services!”
With that declaration still fresh, she aimed for your own sweet spot, and simultaneously her thrusts got faster. You cried and tugged at your bindings as the pleasure made your toes curl.
She reveled in it, towering over you as you let loose a scream when she pressed into your clit hard.
“Doesn’t this feel better than a robot?” She teased into your ear. “The warmth of another person can’t compare…”
“Still weighing-- my options,” you jested, sharply gasping at the pressure in your gut. “Fuck, I’m gonna cum…”
“Do it!” She ordered, gripping your hip as the wet slapping of hips against ass became louder.
The pressure became tighter and tighter and tighter, the arousal building in your core…
… and it absolutely��exploded.
Your orgasm hit you like a brick wall, making you scream to kingdom come as fireworks exploded before your very eyes, your body burning hot and sensitive to her touch as she slammed in as far as she could go. Vanny held you down as you writhed and squirmed against her bed and squirted across her stomach.
As the embers of arousal licking at your very being began to die down and you slumped, boneless, to the bedding, Vanny pulled out - and marveled at the slick wetness coating the toy.
“Wow, Princess,” she giggled mischievously as she got up from the bed. “I didn’t know you had that in you.”
“I have been…” you tiredly panted, “...really… really… pent-up.”
You tiredly watched as she pulled the straps down her legs before depositing the toy on a pile of clothes next to the bed. Then, her weight dipping back into the blankets, she rested herself atop you, curling up into your side.
Her fingertips traced about your skin, from your neck to the edges of your cheekbones, and you closed your eyes as she began to stroke through your hair, her nails digging nicely into your scalp.
“Are you gonna let me go now?” You asked quietly, turning your head with a yawn.
“We’ll see,” she mysteriously replied.
Well, there were worse ways to spend after sex. You settled in as another chill racked your body, alleviated somewhat by the weird rabbit woman’s own radiating heat.
“(y/n)...”
You felt groggy and bogged-down as you came back to awareness, strange enough due to the lack of anything holding you down.
“(y/n), sugar…”
A sweet, feminine voice followed a warm hand cupping your cheek, and as you leaned into the touch, you heard murmuring around you.
Have I died and gone to a better place? You briefly wondered. Then you had to laugh to yourself. Wait, who am I kidding?
“I think she’s waking up,” one of the voices that had been infused into your wildest dreams added.
Not dead, just in the Pizzaplex, you decided, and took that moment to try and open your eyes.
As your eyelashes fluttered and you cracked your eyes open, the dim lighting making it easier, you noticed the animatronics crowded around you with worried expressions.
“Hey, look who decided to join the land of the living,” Monty tried to joke, peering down at you over his shades as Chica helped you up. “You good, sha?”
“I feel like a puddle of goo,” you tiredly answered, smiling up at Chica as she knelt over you. “I don’t suppose one of you has a kiss to help me feel better?”
The robotic chicken giggled, shaking her head as she leaned in and nuzzled your cheek. “You had us so worried, cupcake.”
“Yeah, no kidding,” Roxy groused, arms folded, but you could hear the worry in her voice as she looked over at you.
“What happened after I conked out?” You questioned, looking around the half-circle.
The animatronics hesitated, looking from one to the other. Finally, Freddy spoke up. “The daycare attendant was able to find you at the top of the hour, locked in a room above Fazer Blast. He found Vanessa and helped to bring you back down.”
“Yeah,” Chica added a little hesitantly, glancing up at him before coming back to you. “I’m so sorry we couldn’t come to get you, (y/n). We were looking and looking… but we just couldn’t find you.”
“Believe me, I wouldn’t have found me either,” you joked, and that seemed to rouse a few chuckles from the group. “Nah, but seriously, what happened to the weird rabbit lady that kidnapped me?”
Freddy paused. Chica’s eyes grew wide. Monty looked away, a twisting expression on his face. Roxy’s frown intensified and she looked directly at you.
“Rabbit… lady?” Freddy questioned, his voice strange and sad. “There is no rabbit here. …not anymore.”
“I knew that,” you retorted with a confused frown as you looked down at your wrist. Good, the watch was back. “But… she had a homemade-looking costume and everything. That was apparently her room I was staying in.”
“I know what you’re talking about,” Roxy abruptly chimed in, making the others stare at her. “I’ve seen her before.”
“Thank God, I’m not suddenly going crazy or anything!” You breathed. “Where’d she go?”
“I don’t know.” Her shoulders slumped minutely and she scowled at the ground. “She makes sure she’s never directly in my line of sight, but I have noticed her prowling around here.”
Your eyes softened, and you reached for her. She seemed to notice and leaned in as your hand brushed her cheek, and her tail swished.
“Well,” Freddy spoke up. “It is only three-twelve. We still have time to catch up.”
Like a switch, his words seemed to change the others’ demeanors. Monty’s sullen look was replaced as he looked back to you. Roxy’s eyes narrowed and she reached up to grasp your hand in hers, robotic fingers closing around yours. Chica’s brace against your back turned into a squeeze around your shoulders.
You had to laugh. “I feel pretty fucked-out, but y’know what? I’m down.”
You didn’t get to see Vanessa again until she came to pick you up from Roxy’s room at the end of her shift, where she got to see the two of you sitting together, you in the wolf girl’s lap, with her tail wrapped around your waist.
Your friend appeared tired as hell, but she attempted a smile at you as she gestured to the door. “Time to go.”
“Aw, okay,” you sighed. Tapping Roxy’s forearms, you pressed your cheek to hers. “I’ll come back to visit soon,” you promised.
“You’d better.” Her tone seemed grumpy, but you could see the affection in her eyes as she nuzzled you once more before letting you get up.
You followed Vanessa on shaky legs to the door, but your knees buckled as soon as you reached the threshold, and she paused to help you up. Taking on some of your weight by letting you wrap an arm around her shoulder, she led you out.
You waved to the animatronics as you passed their rooms and headed to the stairs.
“Sounds like you had quite the night without me,” she said, half in jest.
“Sorry to cause so much trouble.” You huffed out a laugh, resting your head against her shoulder.
“No, it’s my fault for not noticing any intruders.” She sighed harshly, adjusting your arm around her shoulder and allowing you to catch a whiff of fresh perfume on her person. “You’re okay?”
“Better than okay.” You smiled in satisfaction as the crisp morning air hit you and you shivered. “Hey, what happened to the robots?”
“Something… someone, actually, messed with their code,” she answered with a frown as she glanced back at the building. “I found them all in Parts and Services, just standing around with… weird purple, glowing eyes.”
“Parts and Services, huh…” you muttered, the assailant’s words coming back to you.
She glanced over at you next, brow knit together, as she unlocked her car and helped you into the passenger seat. “Are you sure you’re alright?”
“Yeah…” you yawned into the crook of your elbow as she buckled you in. “Hey… just curious… what do I owe you for this time?”
She stared at you, surprised, before shaking her head. “This one’s a free pass.”
“Sweet.” You smiled up at her. “Thanks, Ness.”
Her answering expression was a tight smile and eyes swarming with doubts as she shut the car door.
A mole on the inner thigh… you thought dazedly as you closed your eyes, the shifting of the car barely registering as your cheek pressed against the window.
What were you really doing…? The thought nagged at you even as the car started and Vanessa began to drive off.
Once you were out of the parking lot, her voice, low and tired, roused you from your light dozing. “Do you want to get rested up and then go for brunch? My treat this time.”
It took you a moment to answer. When you cracked open one eye and smiled sleepily at her, you murmured, “That sounds awesome.”
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saturnssz · 1 year
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Some stans absolutely do act like sn is still the majority, I was actually disappointed and confused that I kept running into so much ns lmaoo. They stay whining and complaining about girly naruto that straight women self insert into as if current ns isn't just that but reversed. Only thing is its probably less about being attracted to naruto and more wanting to be taken care of since thats what ns content centers around. The dynamic is always naruto somewhat taking care of or babying traumatized (quiet/fragile/subdued or tsundere supreme who refuses to ask for help) sasuke who takes up cooking/gardening or generally starts to act like a housewife.
There's sooo much content treating sasuke like a girl but for them it's justified because of the yin-yang dynamic. Ns stans draw for literally anything to make sasuke feminine but sn stans are still the cringe self insert devils. Can you imagine sn stans using boruto and sarada as proof for who's "the girl" in the relationship.
Idk which editor or whoever called sasuke the heroine but they've done irreparable damage, and that one shot manga mario or something too. Then there's posts saying sasuke is naruto's kushina and taking jabs at "Naruto self inserts" saying the popular naruto-kushina sasuke-minato isn't the way kishimoto sees it as if them and kishimoto know eachother.
I stumble upon ns fics sometimes and their descriptions of naruto as some (insert masculine adjective), sweaty, rough etc etc is so.. 😭 I've never read sn fics where sasuke is described like that. Don't even get me started on the way they draw him in fanart sometimes where naruto is broad and thick while sasuke is slim with the thinnest waist. If you follow ns stans you'd think sasuke was this sassy dainty twink or hinata 2.0. It's like they're so caught up in the symbolism and couple comments from creators they forget there's more to the characters and start pushing them into boxes, mainly the masculine/feminine active/passive ones.
Sorry for the long rant I've just seen too much 😭
Anon! If you're seeing this answer please follow me or send me a message you're so fucking funny. And you're right. Not gonna over it again cause I explained myself to other anons. But it's totally true, this is the state this shipping fandom is in and I want no part in it. I got like, most of them blocked by now and I dont regret it lol!! A bunch of hypocrites. It feels like now that I've spoken out a lot of people feel the same way so it makes me feel as if I know what I'm talking about 😭 I ain't the only one seeing this shit lmao. Like lemme see what you're seeing, cause I ain't seeing it unless I go look for post in 2014. And you're right about the fics too. Modern ones always make sure to point out that they're both pretty. Like he's ethereal, but they get it sorta way. At this point, they're what they fear and vilify those who like sasunaru more. They won't ever shut up about us, too, like they're still in 2010....youre like almost 30 move on. Oh the irony...
And on top of that, that dumbass "kushina parallel" gotta be one of my biggest peeves. NO READING COMPREHENSION. Take off the shipping googles for the n*rus*su stans and see that Naruto IS compared to his mother. Like what the hell?? 😭 They both have the dattebayo tick, they're both firey, outgoing and strong in their own right. Minato, his fucking dad outright states, "wow, you look a lot like your mother!" Does he have to have red hair to make it ANY more apparent? And I don't like naruhina, more dislike/neutral, but even in that boruto illustration Naruto was the one MIMICKING his mother while Hinata was Minato. Like ain't no way you despise the thought so much you start making up things. No, that does not mean he's super femme now, just that he takes after his mother in personality and looks. He's his mother, sasuke...idk. he doesn't fit Minato in my opinion LOL. You done got me heated, one of my most hated posts omg 😭 went on a tangent sorry about that
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theladyofbloodshed · 1 year
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Hello! I know you do book reviews and I was wondering, how you go about picking your next book read? I can either obsess over a story or I can be so heavily disappointed, there is no in between, which is why I’m picky because it can be exhausting so I was wondering if you might be okay with sharing some pointers ❤️
Helloooo!
I will be honest with you, I am mostly trying to plough through ones I already have on my shelf. Generally, I stick to fantasy and my loved ones know I stick to fantasy so they just go into a book store and pick one from there lmao. I got given a book voucher for my birthday in June and I still haven't spent it because I am actually quite picky when I choose the book myself. I'm not into crime or thrillers or plain romance unless there are fantasy elements because it's fun to dream! If there aren't dragons then what's the point?
I'm definitely more of a series person as I find that in stand-alones, you don't get enough time with the characters to be attached to them and sometimes things can get rushed. Or they start off as stand alones and get picked up to be a duology or more then suddenly a second plot is wedged into the end (Twin Crowns, Only a Monster, even Throne of Glass). Two standalones that I did really enjoy were Year of the Reaper and Empire of the Vampire.
I am terrible for looking at Goodreads reviews mid-book and spoiling it for myself, but I do see how many stars the book has on there. As an average rating, it's usually fairly well-aligned to my view too. If you have friends on there, it's also fun to spy at what they're reading or what they want to read. Here's my account. I haven't reviewed all of them on there, but on my bookstagram, I do put a short review.
I did try being an ARC reviewer, but the two I got, I didn't actually like lmao so I've scrapped that avenue. One was 834 pages and I was bored to tears by about page 34 and forced myself to get up to 200. It was hell.
Word of mouth helps. I caved into reading Ice Planet Barbarians because I saw it on here and instagram a lot - and I'm so glad! There are a lot of bookstagram accounts and certain books do pop up a lot like ACOTAR, the Cruel Prince and the Plated Prisoner. However, that's not to say it's good because it's popular. I saw the Starless Sea everywhere and hated it. Didn't get it. Found it so pretentious and boring. My friend also is a reader and although we do have different tastes, there is some overlap. She recommended The Binding to me. I would never ever have gone for that book, but it was brilliant.
I used to be involved with Reddit gift exchanges when it still happened, especially the book one. I got sent ACOTAR and Tower of Dawn from one of those exchanges, but both sat on my shelf for ages. I've just started Poison Study which I think I got in an exchange in like 2016? I think it's when I got ACOTAR too.
Sometimes, I just enjoy a good old fashioned look around the library or a book shop. I tend to go straight towards the YA section still despite hitting a terrifying age next year. Scythe was an unexpected find. I do tend to keep clear from dystopian books too because I find them a bit depressing, but this series was great. Also, don't be afraid to read books that aren't new. And don't be afraid to say "you know what, this book sucks, I'm not reading it anymore". That's something I still struggle with!
This was a long ramble with not many tips, but I hope it helped in some way!!
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my-one-true-l · 2 years
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So I finished the Evangelion anime.
No I did not abandon studying for finals for this, I am being reasonable, I just got really into it lmao.
Spoilers for Neon Genesis Evangelion
I loved it. Genuinely it definitely picked up my interest after episode 4 and i’m glad I kept up with it.
The whole thing with Gendo and Rei, what in the hell! Okay I saw that coming from a mile off but that doesn’t mean I didn’t go “i’m sorry what” and pause for a good minute afterwards. I’m glad it wasn’t as weird as I initially thought it was gonna be, but still.
Kaworu, I got such fishy vibes from him from the moment he showed up. I kinda miss him though I can’t lie.
Kaiji. What can I say about Kaiji. He was so sus in the start, but I feel like he sort of redeemed himself later.
Asuka i’m very conflicted over. Her attitude towards Shinji and the others does annoy me quite a lot but I can’t bring myself to hate her. It’s frustrating, yes, but I understand why she is the way she is.
Tohji is probably one of my favourites. I don’t know why, I just attached myself to him so quickly.
Now, what’s all this about a rare pair with Misato that you mention earlier? I’m curious to know~
Overall, I’m glad I kept at it. It was a little awkward at times, but the 90s aesthetic and the amazing music and cool opera that randomly showed up was entertaining and kind of nostalgic. I got my start on some old animes like Sailor moon and stuff so it really is quite reminiscent.
Hahaha, Yeah Gendo is definitely messed up. I have so many feelings about him and way too many to put here (plus I don't want to spoil anything for anyone who sees this and hasn't watched it and plans to).
I loved Kaji. I can see where there are times when it's easy to question what his deal is. Asuka...I was never fond of her. With any show I'm super into, I know I've had my feelings on some characters soften with every rewatch, but she's never been one of them. I understand why she's like that and I feel for her, but...idk. There is just something that doesn't hit with me for some reason. I rewatch Evangelion every June (It's a tradition I've had for almost 2 decades lol) maybe this time will be different lol. I adore Toji! He is one of my favorites! Such a bright force in the story!
Misato is one of my favorite all time characters and I run into so many people that that hate her (which is another reason I bounced from the Evangelion fandom fast, though I blame the hate towards her in part on the Netflix dub, which I found horrendous, so if that is the one you watched and still enjoyed it, I applaud you so hard right now lol! The first time I watched it was a bootleg straight out of Japan and I feel like the sub translation was just way more accurate to the intention of the show and had a different feel for the characters than the new Netflix dub. Idk, that may just be me.)
The rare pair was for Rei! :-) I ship her with Kaworu so bad! lol. I call them my moon children. I just....AHKDGSLGHLDSKDK! There are reasons for that...but again...spoilers. lol. I ship Misato (tragically) with Kaji. For someone who doesn't ship much, I have a decent amount for Evangelion lol!
I feel like, to me anyway, a major theme of Evangelion is you can't expect everyone and everything to be black and white. People are complicated and with that, their feelings and reasonings for doing things are as well. Maybe that's why I like the characters that I've seen hated on so much. People want them to be good or a specific kind of "bad" (everyone loves a sexy villain, but that isn't there in Evangelion) and I don't feel that any of the characters fit into those tropes easily.
Ok I have to scream to you about the moment I was hooked and I'm going to put it under a cut because spoilers...
In episode one, When Unit-01 moves one her own to protect Shinji, I was done for. I was like...holy shit his mother's soul is in there, isn't it? The person I was watching it with was like "How the Hell did you...???" That's why I always say the EVA Units are characters. It's not that I'm a mecha fan (I don't hate them, they just usually aren't my jam is all), It was the moment that these EVA's were so much more than just an innovation to fight the Angels. Like...they were sentient. She recognized her baby and wanted to protect him. It was so viscerally moving for me. An artificial construct...with a mother's soul trapped inside it...Hell yes, give it to me. I have literally had people tell me that Yui's soul isn't inside her, and like...Did you guys even watch the anime? Like...that's the whole point and...just wow. The concept of what is it to have a soul is such a central theme in Evangelion (don't get me started on our Rei and that...We'll be here all day lol!)
Ok I will shut it now. Thank you for letting me ramble about this. I have no one to talk about this amazing anime with and I just want to explode sometimes lol. It was the first anime I watched that I fell in love with and it's so special to me. Arguably my favorite of all time, the only reason I put arguably is because L is my all time favorite character, so I feel like I have to put Death Note right up there next to it, even though if it wasn't for him, it wouldn't be as high as it is on the list lol. That sounds terrible but it's the truth lol. I once told someone that Evangelion was my favorite, I just had to make a little room in my heart for Death Note as well. I can't think of another way to put it into words lol.
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earthbison · 2 years
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Hey there, I`ve been catching up on your blog and see you`re learning to tattoo.
I was wondering if you have any advice for a complete beginner. I tried asking around about apprenticeships, however, all the studios in my area said they don`t pay for 2 years until the apprenticeship is complete. I couldn`t do this as I have bills to pay, so I want to try learn at home by myself on fruits and fake skin. Could you suggest a kit to purchase and any tips you have gained so far? Any help would be much appreciated.
Oh hey!
Soooo I'm not sure I'm the best person to ask for advice about this. Anything I tell you is very much just a collection of my own personal experiences from what I've learned through an apprenticeship thus far, and is not a universal experience by any means. I'm also still very new to tattooing.
All apprenticeships are different because all shops and all mentors are different. Also, people learn different things at different paces and in different ways. It really all comes down to a combination of different things for how each individual learns to tattoo. What I tell you could even be incorrect information to others, but is my own personal truth and experience from my own shop and mentor nonetheless.
Regardless, you asked for advice so I'll offer some. So first tip, and you'll probably hate this but I really don't recommend starting from home. Even a little bit of experience in a shop would be better than starting straight from home. I say this because you'll think you're doing some things correctly when you're really not. Even from watching shit on youtube lol I blew out lines hardcore when I was dicking around on fruit at home and I had zero clue I was doing it until I got the perspective from being in an actual tattoo shop.
As for money, it's true they don't pay. I mean, there probably is an apprenticeship out there that pays, but the only thing closest to that I know of in my area is a shop that hires you as a receptionist first, then graduates you into an apprentice later. So you're sort of making money while learning if that makes sense.
As for me, I got lucky. I found a shop that understands the need to work to stay alive lol so we have an agreement that two days during the week I leave in the afternoon to go to my second job. I'll be doing this until my income from tattooing surpasses my income from my part time job. Which is still quite a ways away. If you're lucky, you could maybe find a shop that's willing to do this for you as well, where you can give them half your time so you can still pay the bills.
That being said, fruit is the way to go imo if you're set on practicing at home. Fake skin is shitty in that you kind of have to "push" it to get the ink in, whereas you really don't want to be doing that to real skin lmao I've never tried pig skin or anything like that either, although I know those are options as well.
Fruit is closer in that in "bleeds" and it takes the ink better. The only down side being that it takes the ink far better than actual human skin. I've done some dope ass things on fruit that I'm still nowhere near getting on human skin lol
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examples ^ lol I recommend using pomelos, which are like giant grapefruits.
and that's because you don't have to stretch fruit. Stretching skin really makes a hell of a difference, and is honestly still something I'm learning about on the daily. I've only got something like 20 ish tattoos under my belt at this point in time. I'm also learning more and more about how ink changes in skin over time, how skin reacts to various needles, how there's different types of skin, how the skin changes over certain parts of the body, etc etc.
Another thing that my mentor got me to do that I'm not sure would be something safe for you to do at home (without knowing the proper sanitary precautions) is tattoo myself. He sat down with me and watched me do it, and corrected me as I was pulling lines.
"If you don't trust yourself to do it on you, then why should someone else trust you to do it on them?" and I mean, yeah. It was a big lesson for me in understanding depth. Because if you go too deep on yourself, man you fucking FEEL it lmao
I have this gimpy ass firefly above my left knee. It was my first tattoo I did on myself (and ever did in general). I did it with a 3rl but because I was going too deep at weird angles the line consistency is all over the place and I have multiple blow outs. It's shit, but it was a major stepping stone for me in terms of learning.
As for kits, I really couldn't think of any off the top of my head. There are a variety of tattoo machines to choose from. My boss and I use rotary pens, his wife and my coworker use regular rotary machines, but then there's also coils which are hella traditional, but have their uses. They hit a bit harder, is what I've heard. Just know that cartridges cost more than regular needles/tubes.
At my shop, we use dental bibs, tongue depressors, disposable razors, green soap, distilled water, vaseline, paper towel, and of course barriers such as medical tape, bottle bags/clip cord bags. All necessary stuff. Plus tegaderm for the healing process, and cavicide for the sanitization process. Cavicide is a huge necessity imo because it kills the shit out of any bacteria or bloodborne contaminants like hep B etc etc.
Anyway I hope some of that helped. If you have any more questions feel free to DM me. I'm not actively online for the most part but when I do check in on Tumblr once in a blue moon I can get back to ya :)
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br4inr0tx · 2 years
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hii if your matchups are open can I have a aot and Mha matchup please 🖤 (if not you can just ignore this)
She/her, pan
I'm 5'6 and look like this
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Personality: I tend to keep to myself unless someone comes up to me and starts a conversation (a lot of people say I'm very intimidating when they first meet me for some reason 😂). I tend to be slightly reserved with someone until I'm comfortable with them, then I'm a massive dork (I love to joke around and make people laugh). I am very empathetic, always trying to keep the people around me happy (even if I'm not in the end) I hate disappointing people so I can over work myself sometimes. If someone is rude or annoying me I tend to get very sassy and sarcastic. I am very protective of my friends and love ones and get very angry if someone hurts them. I'm also a very calm person and it takes a lot for me to get angry/snap. I also sleep a lot....like a lot, unless it's during the school year then I tend to get like three hours lol (it's a running joke in my friend group that I never sleep). sometimes I stop in the middle of talking because I think I talk to much (I've been told many times that I do so I just try not to really talk in a way)i play with my hands a lot, I have a really high pitched (idk sorta cute?) sneeze, I can be very clumsy (I literally tripped on air once😂) when I do something scary my hands shaky after I've done the scary thing (if that makes any sense).
Aquarius, infj.
I like reading books, writing, listening to music (mostly kpop). I love love to dance (again mostly kpop). And even though I hate being in front of crowds I do like doing shows where I dance (I've done it multiple times with my friends at school events😊). I love doing my makeup especially crazy colored eye shadow. I love to be outside also. I also like to go on car rides in the middle of the night (I love going to get food then sit in a random parking lot). I dislike rude people, heights (I have a fear of falling from them) and peaches (I hate peaches).
My favorite movie is spirited away.
My favorite song is run away (txt)
I got you, my fellow infj. 👍
Your Attack on Titan matchup is.. Connie Springer !!
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• Connie would be a good fit for you. Your not too chaotic, but not to quiet either. I’m sure you can get on his sarcastic level, and be great partners. This goes for Sasha too, but I’m not sure if her impulsivity would stress you out too much.
• You’re a hell of a lot taller then him, so please bully him for it. Especially if he gets really snappy one day, just say something about his height and he’ll shut up and get all flustered- the short king he is.
• Connie doesn’t seem to find people all that intimidating to be honest, unless they’re really impressive higher ups that he knows damn well will kick his ass. That being said, you’re not intimidating to him. He’s the first one to talk to you, specifically starting off with a snide remark before properly introducing himself later.
• The two of you are just adorable dorks, who couldn’t picture the two of you at least being friends?
• He understands the pressure to keep everyone happy very well, as seeing them stresses him out from the real world. The two of you will most likely help each other try to find the good in the world that being said.
• If one of you ever gets hurt, fully expect the other to be right by your side. You guys take turns being each others guard dog lmao.
• Absolutely bullies you to get a good amount of sleep- being throwing pillows at you if he’s in a mood or straight up telling you to go to bed. He tries to do that trope where you fall asleep while cuddling together but you guys just end up staying up later then before telling stories.
• Talk all you want, it keep Connie from wondering in his negative thoughts. I could be anything from your favorite book to how you enjoy the weather today, he’d love to hear it. It goes without being said that there are times to be serious, like with titan related shenanigans. He mostly likes to hear your stories anytime he has a short break during the day.
• Your quirks don’t bother him. Actually, I think he notices but chooses to never bring them up, as he doesn’t want to offend you if little quirks like that are just something you grew up doing.
• Okay, so Connie sucks at dancing. He tried to seriously dance with you one time I bet but just- failed. It ended with you just laughing your ass off at him.
• Sense this is aot cars not game consoles exist. For a place holder let’s say you just walk to whatever place you’d like to explore. Connie comes with for two reasons. He loves being in your presence, and he doesn’t want to see you hurt if something happens, referring back to the "guard dog" thing.
• The two of you are a couple no one wants to bother cause it’s just so damn cute. Very respectful, and I’m sure your relationship isn’t to chaotic to get in the way of anything. Genuine and healthy as it should be. 👍
Your Boku no Hero Academia matchup is.. Izuku Midoriya !!
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• For this one I was also thinking of Kaminari, but I figured he might be to hyper and chaotic for your more calm nature. That’s why I think Midoriya is right for you, still having that nerdy enthusiasm but not so much as a little gremlin.
• Once again, you’re taller. Only slightly, by an inch. Not much is said about it between the two of you because it’s so close.
• Okay sure, you were a little intimidated by him at first. Top kid in the class? I mean- come on. He’s intimidated by the same people however due to his situation (which I surprisingly doesn’t even tell you). He eventually grows out of his shell when he gets more comfortable with his class, so eventually it’s inevitable that he won’t talk to you at least once or twice a week; even more when the two of you become friends and so on.
• Just a couple of nerds being nerds. The two of you definitely just go on random information dumps from time to time. Not to mention you seem to remember everything the other says- just to bring it up later.
• He knows the feeling of wanting to please everyone all to well; he’s a hero after all. He’s to much of a hypocrite to even mention that he does the same thing after he tells you don’t need to make everyone happy.
• You know how to stand up for yourself, I think you’d be able to get Midoriya to feel more confident about himself and stand up against the others even better then he did before.
• Midoriya offers you melatonin gummies or medicines to help you sleep. His anxiety keeps him up at night, so he takes them himself anyway. He’ll also cuddle you if that helps, though it might be the same situation with Connie. 😭
• Girl, have you listened to this boy ramble? Like I mentioned you guys can keep a conversation going for hours, hell, a whole day and never get bored. He enjoys that most in your relationship, that’s the two of you can just converse about anything with no judgement.
• A personal headcanon of mine is that Midoriya has nervous stims or quirks to regulate is anxiety, so he doesn’t judge you for yours. I assumed it’s just to keep you on your toes.
• Midoriya regularly spends time outside training, as we’ve seen multiple times. Imagine the two of you outside at night, him training and you writing something in your journal to maybe turn into a story later, while softly listening the kpop as to not wake the few heros who might already have been sleeping. That’s usually how the nights would go. 👍
• You guys are so adorable hhh
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spidercookie18 · 6 months
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I'm having a crisis. And im going to talk about wanting to die.
Know first that no matter how scary this post may be, I've moved past seriously attempting to unalive. I promise I have a support group, and this is not anything like that.
It is 5 a.m. when I started writing this. I woke up crying, and now im worried I'm gonna be having an existential crisis for the next few days til I can get my head on straight.
I. Am.... turning 24 in less than 3 months. And I am freaking the fuck out about it. I woke up with my ears ringing in pain, my joints aching, and my stomach and head killing me. Yes, I did it to myself, but that's not the point.
I realized, now that I am going to be.... living past my 'expiration date', that I have to live inside this body. And to live inside this body is painful.
Now that my life plans don't stop at 24, I don't know what to do.
For the longest time, it was: who cares if - - - -, I'll be dead at 24.
And now, that's not the case.
Now, I have people in my life who love me, and that would not survive hearing I died. I've never had that before, and I've never had people to live for before. It's terrifying.
This is both the best and the worst feeling in the world... to know that I get to live for them and that I'm not allowed to die.
Now that my plans include growing old, which is such a WEIRD fucking thought for me. I mean fuck, I've tried to die and begged for death for so many years. I can still feel the pain of my kidneys shutting down, and now I take daily vitamins to stay 'healthy'????
FUCK
No one ever talks about how FUCKING ODD life is after ';'
They just tell you.... fuck, they don't tell you. People have always avoided talking about this. They just talk about how 'greateful they are to be alive' and all the bullshit about how great life is!
And it is, but it's also, it is terrifying. I go to work and talk and smile to people in passing glances. I have a regular, schmegular life, and in the back of my mind when having a conversation about something so insignificant like "do you like pineapple on your pizza?" While I'm thinking about how I thought about walking into traffic that morning.
YES I DO LIKE PINEAPPLE ON MY PIZZA, AND I CAN EAT WHAT THE FUCK EVER I WANT NOW BECAUSE ME AND MY BODY DESERVE GOOD THINGS!
...I'm looking at all the scars on my body and... idk man, I don't hate them anymore, but I wish I had been kinder to myself. When I think about making new ones I just have some water and a granola bar instead.
Such a stupid fucking internal dialog too 'hey you wanna do something bad to your body?' "Nah, lets have a snack instead" lmao
And 90% of the time, it actually works!
I love my support group, and I know I stress them out. I never thought I'd be the kind of person to say they were loved. I mean, my friends are flying into town for my "congrats on beating your record for consecutive days alive" birthday party 😂 and ik its gonna make a lot of people uncomfortable, but its not for them. I like living for me.
Anyways... Now that my plans include growing old, I have to take care of my body. And I'm so fucking excited to grow old that I can't even express it in words. I get to live and watch my friends live. I can have a family and make it as big as I want, fill it with all the love and kindness the world never showed me. I want that. And I am so excited to experience the days as they come. I'm ready to be the kindness for others that no one was for me.
I still think about it all the time. And sometimes, it's really hard to push those thoughts away. Some days, it still feels like I'm drowning. Some days, I think how easy it'd have been if the thoughts had won.
And other days, I get to smile at strangers, or have a yummy drink, or feel the warm Sun on my skin in the cool autumn breeze, or eat sushi, or gossip with someone that loves me. Hell, even getting to write the damn stupid vampire fanfics is a good day for living, lol.
I am so excited to help other people live, too...
But also, fuck. Now I have to take care of myself??? It's not just "dang, i got tenitus?" *shrugs in suicide*
GAH
But also, yay. Lol.
Life is so fucking weird man. But it's good to be alive. 🩷
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