#i never post about shit like this so i hope im not gonna get yelled at lol

[emotionaldamages]

soft launch or hard launch - max verstappen

in which shes in a secret relationship with a certain redbull driver

social media au

part one| part two

note- this is my first time writing so it might not be as good, but hope you enjoy♡

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[foodiemeja]

Pairing: Stucky x stutter!reader

Warnings: self harm, suicide note, yelling, break up(kinda), crying, disagreement, PTSD, angst, ddlg, needles, gun shot, wound, injury, ED, alcoholism, torment, stutter, self doubt, death.

[A/N] I'm sorry if I messed up on any words. Hope you like it <3 THIS IS MY FIRST ANGST SO IM SORRY IF ITS BAD. TWIST AT THE END 😣

As you sat at the conference table in your assigned chair, you felt the heat and pressure of every one looking at you. Then you looked up from your lap to see tony stand up and start to yell. " Are you mental y/n!? Can you do nothing right!" Tony screamed at you, looking you dead in your eyes. He was furious. Not even furious, he was ballistic. You had fucked up so bad, you wouldn't even be surprised if they kicked you off the team. "You are an Avenger! Did you not know that? You do know what your fucking job is right?!" He asked. You slowly opened your mouth, your throat feeling dry as you spoke, "Yes s-sir, I do". Tony threw a half filled file at you while everyone, including your raging boyfriends stared at you. "W-what is this?" Your voice hoarse and low.

"Oh this? It's just the kid you killed!". Your heart shattered. You felt your whole world crumbling down as you opened the file.

Luis Carrillo

Age: 17

Sex: Male

Occupation: Collage & part time fed Ex driver

Relatives- Aunt, 2 Cousins, Uncle

The rest of the file was his resume and hand written letters to Tony about him getting a better job and getting out of the shit hole he was in. But that would never happen, since you killed him. You ruined his chance to do anything with his life. You are terrible. You should have stayed at your post. You should have waited for the signal. Tears welled in your eyes as you looked into Tony's for answers. "Y'all are all dismissed except Bucky, Cap, and Y/n". Everyone left with disgusted faces looking at you. You felt like a parasite, like you needed to be gotten rid of. "It's revolting to even look at you y/n" Steve said. Rivers of tears rolled down your red cheeks.

You couldn't blame him. It was your fault. All that kid wanted to do was get help. But you thought he was a HYDRA agent. You couldn't believe yourself. The sudden thought sickening you to the point where you were gonna start to gag. "L/n" Tony said. He didn't even call you by your first name anymore. "You will be assigned paper work, mission fill outs, and being a equipment carrier, you will no longer go on missions since you are incapable of doing what you need to do" Tony stated with a firm and enraged tone. "We can never, ever have mistakes like that or like you on the team" Steve said making you lose breath.

"M-mi-mistake?" you questioned. "Y'all are supposed to have m-my back, y'all are my boyfriends!". "We are your captains!" He yelled at you. "You are dismissed, I don't want to see your face L/n for at least a week" Tony stated sitting back down in his chair and you running out the door. You didn't go to the shared room between you, Bucky, and Steve. You went to your room. It was cold and uncomfortable. You took down the photos of your boyfriend's because you didn't want them looking at a monster. That's what you were. A monster. You went to the shared room before your two boyfriends got there and packed all your stuff that was in that room and you made sure to take your blankets, stuffy's, pillows, and all your snacks. You walked back to your room, then you felt a breath taking ache of pain throughout your whole left side.

During the mission after the incident, a few moments later a HYDRA agent heard the shot and spotted you. You were shot in your left side by a true HYDRA agent. Your pain was agonizing. You went to doctor cho before the meeting, who said she could do nothing. Not even a doctor would help a relentless murderer. You didn't blame anyone for treating you the way that they did. You said thank you anyways and went back up to your room. You took off your clothes, grabbed the tweezers, and the sewing needle since that's all you had, and some chloride. You disinfected everything before putting it on your tender skin. You made sure to clean the area of the wound so nothing got infected. The bullet had already gone through your side so you just needed to sew it up. Or that's what you put together.

You sewed it all up after looking up how to sew a wound up on YouTube. You had the right equipment just wrong needle. You got in the bath tub trying to take a bath to ease the pain. You were terribly wrong. You wished someone would put you out of your misery, it felt like you were being torn apart. Next thing you knew you passed out from the pain. You woke up in bloody water. You drained the water and rinsed off. Once you were out of the shower you got dressed and snuggled in bed watching TV with your stuffy's.

For the next few weeks no one had talked to you. Bucky and Steve had ignored your texts and calls. Steve had blocked you. Everyone blocked you. Except for Bucky. He would once in a blue moon text you. It was rare. One text sent you over the edge.

*We are breaking up with you.

*We found someone better.

Your face and heart heated up. Your heart was thumping so fast you thought you were gonna have a heart attack. You pulled out a bottle of liquor from your mini fridge beside your bed. You hadn't eaten a meal since the incident, you only stayed hydrated and aten snacks here and there. You drank the whole bottle down. You pulled out that old razor that still looked new. But in your eyes. It was an old memory you didn't think would ever come back again. The pain on your thighs and arms were nothing. You felt nothing. "I'm disgusted with myself" you quietly stated, while laying back on the bed and falling asleep.

Tony had Friday set an alarm for everyone that was needed for this huge mission. Fridays alarm went off for everyone. Including you. You took a shower and brushed your teeth, not even catching breakfast before speed walking to Tony's office. No one had seen you in a month a some weeks. You were thin and frail. You looked like you hadn't slept in 5 years. Your complexion looking dim, like you had no spark. You knocked on the door. Tony let you in, you caught his attention making him turn away from his paper work. He went wide eyed. You were 4 times smaller than you had been around the time of the incident. "Y/n what do you need" he asked this question like you were a baby. "I-i was wondering why i-i was called o-on this mission". You stammered looking for words to tell him you were sorry.

"Well we need everyone on this mission" Tony stated. "W-who am I teamed u-up with sir?" You asked trying to make it less awkward." No one. No one needed nor wanted you as a team mate". That made you step back a bit but it didn't effect you alot. "They don't deserve a m-mi-mistake on there t-team, they deserve b-better"you responded back with a gruff and weak voice. Tony's heart was breaking seeing the once star of the team break down so easily now. He had already forgiven you. You were like a sister/daughter to him. He missed your giggles, and your goofiness, and your spark. You made everyone happy. Even when you couldn't make yourself happy. "Y/n..." Tony said sounding unsure. "Nevermind just go get ready"

You were walking back down the hallway towards your room right when Bucky and Steve stepped out of their room. They saw you. You got scared and turned back. Walking faster as you heard their foot steps. "Y/n" Bucky called out as he was a few steps behind you. You turned around slowly. You shouldn't be scared of them. They are supposed to make you feel safe. Ex's or not. They are heros, and captains. "Y-yes sir" your voice still husky and poor sounding. "Darling you're bleeding" he sounded so confused and concerned. You didn't know how to respond. You were bleeding? From where? You looked down to see your mission suit being drenched in blood. Tony didn't say anything about blood on me. Did I just start bleeding? You kept asking your self questions. "Are you okay? What happened? Did you get hurt?" Bucky asked. Why was he asking so many questions. He doesn't care for me, so why?. "I'm fine i-i honestly mi-might have messed up m-my suit w-while washing it" you blabbed out. "Unless your washing your clothes with kool-aid then I don't see how you could have messed up a expensive mission suit." Steve stated making you nervous. "I-it really is o-okay Captain I will go fix it n-now, sorry" you addressed him like you were new. Bucky stepped back in shock. Steve was stunned still noticing the changed features on you.

You looked like you were gonna crumble any second. He noticed tears forming in the corner of your eyes just from Bucky telling you about the blood. They both missed you. They want you to come back to their room. They wanna hold you and fix anything that's wrong. "Y/n, lift up your shirt" Steve blurted out. "I'm sorry Captain but I don't think that would be appropriate for work conditions". You didn't stutter this time. That caught both of the men off guard. They both looked at each other having a silent conversation with their eyes. Bucky had lifted you up from under your arms from the back, while Steve pulled up your shirt from where all the blood was coming from.

It was all bruised up. Hand sown, you could tell it wasn't professional. Steve started crying. Tears like puddles dropping on his uniform. "Why y/n. Why didn't you come to us?" He asked such a difficult question to answer. "I w-was scared, a-and a m-mi-mistake and monster like m-me deserves t-this". Steve and Bucky's eyes expanded. No. There was no way you thought you deserved this. It was a accident. You were trying to protect your teammates. You thought he was someone dangerous. Bucky put you down and hugged you from the back. "Your g-girlfriend is g-gonna get mad Mr. B-barnes please back a-away". Steve looked at Bucky confused while Bucky gave him the same look.

"You are our girlfriend y/n" Bucky said what the two were thinking. "But you s-sent me a break u-up text a f-few days ago saying you f-found someone better". This made Bucky whip out his phone and scroll to y'all's text messages. "Y/n I never sent that". They asked Friday who sent the text and Friday responded with footage of Sam and Natasha going on Bucky's phone laughing and giggling texting you those things. You silently snuck out of their grasp while they watched the footage.

Tony had already called off the mission. Since the missions grounds had blown up and invaded by FBI. You were grateful because you weren't really capable of much given your state of well being. But you were still in impeccable pain. You felt horrible. Tony had told Friday to tell you to come to his office. A few minutes later you were knocking on his office door, feeling scared and embarrassed. Tony gave you a worried look soon as you walked in. They told him. You saw Bucky and Steve standing near his desk. Horrid thoughts flooded your mind. They told Tony about the wound. He's gonna kick you off the team. You are so stupid. Why can't you do anything right?. "I-im sorry" you said cutting the silence. All three of them looked at you. "For what?" Tony asked. "For being s-such a disappointment to the t-team". Tony holding back tears clicked his pen for the last time before putting it down.

"Sit down y/n" Steve ordered. You painfully sat down trying to keep your whimpering to a low level. "Doctor Cho" Tony called, while the woman came through the door. "Did you refuse service to y/n?" He asked looking like he could shoot her if she didn't give the right answer. "Y-yes Mr. Stark, I'm terribly sorry". She looked like she was gonna break down and start begging for forgiveness. "You have your equipment right?" Tony asked drinking whatever was in his glass. "Yes I do Mr. Stark". She pulled out all the equipment she needed to treat your wound. You got out of your chair and was terrified. "W-What equipment, n-no I'm fine really.."

You already had a big phobia of needles and it was already terrific when you did it. There was no way you were gonna let her do it without someone sedating you. You walked towards the door while Bucky quickly grabbed you. "N-NO PLEASE, I-IM SCARED IM S-SORRY! IM SO S-SORRY, P-PLEASE!" You pleaded trying to get them to listen. Luckily she sedated you and you don't even remember what happened. You woke up in your old shared room next to your two captains. You didn't know if they were still your boyfriend's or not but you wanted them to be. You tried to get up, your body was shaking and quivering. You mostly woke up because Bucky's metal arm was so cold against your thighs.

You quickly looked under the covers. You had nothing but bra and panties on. Everything else was taken off and you were guessing it was put in the wash. You wondered if they had noticed your self harm scars on your arms and thighs. It was almost the dumbest question you had asked that day. You were almost naked. Everything was out now. Steve woke up to your panting. "Hey, hey, it's okay sugar" he cooed into your ear sitting up. "S-sorry s-sir" you apologized for waking him up. "My love there is no reason to be sorry, it's okay, we're here now, we won't leave you to cope by yourself again". You started balling. Tears felt like burns going down your beautiful skin.

Bucky had woken up and kissed you on your neck trying to get you to calm down. He put you on his lap and rocked you back and forth while Steve got you one of their t-shirts so you wouldn't feel uncomfortable. Bucky put the T-shirt on you avoiding the bandaged up wound, and kept rocking you untill you had calmed down. He soothed you into little space. You forgot you could even go into little space. You put your head into Bucky's neck and held onto him. "Good job darling, you are doing so good". You looked over as Steve pulled out a piece of paper out of his end table.

It was your note. Your suicide note

He ripped it up and placed it in the trash. He couldn't bare read it. But you just felt better off dead. You whimpered as soon as you accidentally put pressure on the injury. The reason that your wound held so much pain was because it was infected. You tried to disinfect it before and after cleaning it everyday but it wasn't the right needle and you had no idea what you were doing. You felt dumb. Your wound was finally professionally looked at and treated. So the pain wasn't so unbearable now. "Are w-we together s-still" you asked either one of them. "Yes of course y/n, we are sorry for leaving you to go through that all by yourself, please forgive us sugar" he begged. You thought you should begging. "Pl-please don't apologize, i-i deserved it, y-yall we're angry and i-i understand".

They didn't respond, but instead they kissed your hands and arms, making you feel human again. Not like a monster, or a mistake, they made you feel like yourself again. It was for a brief moment but it was the best moment that you had, had in the longest. Just pure bliss. But all that went away once you woke up from that moment of bliss.

You had woken up from your acholic nap with a horrid hang over. It was all just a dream. You still had a fucked up stich up. You hair was still damp from the bath that you had that night. The lonely quiet room was still eating you alive.

#idk what to put here #stucky x reader #sad and angry

[texasbama]

Hiya I know you're a safe space and I need to get this out, so sorry in advance 🙃.

I see how amazing canon bi buck is for the queer community and I don't mind how it happened in canon. But while I should be happy, I actually kind of feel like I'm mourning? I'm so attached to eddie, maybe unhealthily so, and the ensemble found family dynamic is what first brought me to the show. For a while it's been a struggle having the fandom basically shove buck into every spec or storyline and act like he is a perfect angel and the centre of the universe. But there was always the eddiezers and it was more balanced. But now literally EVERYBODY is all about buck and tommy. It feels like the rest of the show doesn't even exist. I know its only been a couple of days but going on social media now just makes me anxious and idk why really. I'm worried about future eddie storylines, I'm desperate for marisol to disappear, but the vibe is that now buck is bi nothing else matters, we've won apparently, who even cares about eddie or the other characters because buck kissed a man.

Also I'm sex-repulsed ace and people saying how if you don't like it you're a purist and an evangelical and homophobic and biphobic actually makes me feel like shit. I never really understood wanting two characters to have sex 'because why not', because I don't understand why anyone wants to ever lol. I can only read buddie smut in very specific scenarios and most of the time i skip even that. And the rhetoric in a lot of tumblr space recently makes me feel like a bad person for not being all for it 100%. I don't think I've explained myself well here but I tried. You don't have to reply or post this either, I just wanted to reach out to someone in fandom who won't jump down my throat for it 😅. 911 is kind of a hyperfixation of mine so even though I'm trying to stay away as much as possible so as to not make myself more upset but I have no idea what to do with myself otherwise 🫠. Thanks for reading and sorry for unloading on you

Please don’t apologize, im happy you felt like I was a safe space. Im gonna break this into two parts and I hope I can articulate myself correctly lol

1) the first few days after an episode, any episode but especially one like this, isn’t indicative of fandom as a whole. Emotions are heightened due to what happened in the episode. Everyone is screaming about something and it’s in your face ya know? This week something HUGE happened, so yes people are talking about it. It was to be expected. We must make space for people to be happy about it. It’s a beautiful thing and queer joy MUST be celebrated.

This show (for the most part) has done a beautiful job of giving each character their time to shine(some more so than others but thats a conversation for a different day). Coming off 7x04, yes the headline is Bi Buck. And it will continue to be for a while, but it’s important to remember that YOU curate your fandom experience. I don’t blame you at all for what you’re feeling, ESPECIALLY as an Eddie girlie(gn), like I get it! Trust me! I’ve had to carefully maneuver through some emotions this week myself. I’m human! But filtering and being able to step away is everything.

Being excited about the storyline and also hoping and wanting more from other storylines are two things that can be true at the same time. It’s not one or the other. Remember that.

2) im going to say this and just know the caps is because I am just passionate. I promise you, its yelling at you with love okay?

I know it is easier said than done, but don’t you EVER allow ANYONE on this fucking hellsite make you feel less than or that your asexuality is anything but 100% valid. YOU are valid, you hear me?

Okay. I had to make sure to say that first. Whew. Now. As for the fandom piece of it all, we have to remember that there levels to it. You are allowed to feel the way you feel about sex, BUT it’s also important to remember that sex positivity (and those who express it) is also a good and valid. If you feel like there are blogs that talk down to you, imply that YOU are homophobic or biphobic simply because YOU are not doing cartwheels about different sex acts, then block. Unfollow. Do whatever you need to. Those people are scum.

Listen to me *pulls you close*, this is always a safe space. You are a valid, your existence and experiences are valid. And anyone who makes you question that can fuck right off. And lastly, HAPPY ASEXUALITY DAY TO YOU SPECIFICALLY! MUAH! 💜🤍🩶🖤

#this got REALLY long and I am sorry for that lmfaoooo #911 asks

[midnight--rainn]

over in no time.

pairing: elliot x sunshine

summary:

"I'm whispering your name like I'm taking a vow, I need you when my heart rate races and pounds. I wish that I was somewhere I was safe and sound."

or

after elliot finally gets to sunshine, they think they're out of the woods. until brachium appears, with a solemn look on his face.

the balance has not been restored.

an: im bored and wanted to start posting fics on here so here you go! you can also find it on a03 under the username @midnight_rainn

"El?" Sunshine calls weakly, still trapped in their own hell that took the form of a car. They were trapped- had been since Blake pulled them into this hellscape. Sunshine was losing hope- very quickly. That was, until, an unexpected guest arrived.

A person, someone Sunshine didn't recognize. When they called Blake's name, however, they realized who they were. The horrified look on his face and theirs said it all. Blake had let Sunshine have a moment of reprieve to speak to the person, his lover, but soon, it turned into a screaming match. The person had tried to help Sunshine, to convince Blake that his actions were wrong, and if he let them go they could just go home together.

But, Blake couldn't. Because he knew what was going to happen, and he needed it to stop. Sunshine wasn't quite sure what had happened- still trapped in the car. They heard the yelling, and the fighting, but then it all stopped. There was a shrill gasp, and then nothing. Then, they heard it. The sobs, ripping through Blake's throat. They didn't have to see them to know what had happened. He killed them, whether accident or not. It was always going to be him. He could never save them from himself.

He sat there and cried for what felt like hours. Until Sunshine heard a noise. It was faint, barely even there, but they knew who it was. El. Their El. He had finally come. He didn't forget them after all.

"El?" They call again, feeling lightheaded from lying practically upside down the entire time. They hear footsteps briskly walking- then running to their location. "Sunshi-" He pauses, looking at Sunshine's state. "Oh god, I'm so sorry." He says over and over while he works to get Sunshine out. If Blake knew of Elliot's appearance, he wasn't doing anything about it. He just sat, his dead lover in his arms, dead to the world. 

When Sunshine finally feels the seatbelt retract they fall into Elliot's arms, he cradles them, runs his fingers through their hair. "I'm so sorry I didn't come sooner. We- we tried to get the department to help but they didn't do anything. I had to-" 

"It's okay, El. You're here now. We're here. We're free." Sunshine looks up at his face with a smile. He gives them a quick kiss on the forehead as he stands, letting Sunshine lean into him for stability. "Okay, I'm gonna take us back into the real world, we should be in my brother's car, he got us out." Elliot tells them, preparing to take them back to their lives. But, as he does, the ground begins to shake violently. He instinctively pulls Sunshine closer, he wasn't going to lose them ever again.

The ground shakes again, a huge crack forming down the middle of the land, heading towards them. They jump back, watching the car Sunshine was trapped in fall into the dark abyss that's appeared in front of them. "Holy shit. What- what's going on?" Sunshine fearfully asks as the couple keeps backing away. Sunshine again looks over at Blake, oblivious to everything that was going on. He was right on the edge of the abyss, about to fall in.

Sunshine fought the urge to call out to him, to tell him to get to safety. But they don't. Earlier today, he would've gladly watched them fall, laughing the entire time. They weren't going to try and "save" him, he obviously didn't want it. 

Then, the abyss begins to fill. At first, they can't tell what- until the familiar feeling returns to them. The one that determined everything for them, their future. They watch as the familiar black liquid begins to rise into the abyss, coming closer and closer to them until it stops, brimming at the top. The water is beginning to seep into the dreamscape, pooling at Elliot's shoes.

"Hello, little one. Elliot." A voice says, and they both immediately know who it is. Sunshine relaxes, knowing that it's just their dear friend, but Elliot tenses next to them. Why was he here? They were free, it didn't make sense. "Brachium. What- what's going on?" Sunshine asks, taking a step closer to him. He stands on the other side of the abyss, a good ten feet away from them. Why was he so far away? 

Brachium had a somber look on his face, different from his usual cadence. He looked- upset. His eyes, though black, looked dull. "I'm sorry. The balance- it is not completed. It is calling, and it needs an answer." 

"What the hell does that mean?" Elliot asks angrily, pulling Sunshine closer to his side. Whatever was happening was not good, for either of them. "When- when I saved you, little one, I disrupted the balance in our two worlds. It's calling. It's your time." Brachium tells them, holding out a hand sadly. No. Not after everything- I just got out. I can't die, not now. Sunshine thinks, tears brimming at their eyes. 

"No." Elliot shouts angrily. "No. They went through all of this bullshit, you're not taking them now." He's terrified, trying hard not to show it. He thought Brachium was their friend- he was supposed to help them, not kill them. This wasn't how it was supposed to go. Any of it.

"It needs a life, Elliot. It will not rest until it has one. I- I cannot let you leave until the balance is fulfilled. I am sorry." Brachium looks sadly at the two of them, at how wrong everything has gone. It was all his fault, he was the one who had saved them all those years ago. Maybe if he hadn't- none of this would've happened. "So- I have to die?" Sunshine asks quietly, looking down at the ground.

Elliot shakes his head next to them, pulling them to arms length so he could look them in the eyes. "No. You are not dying. You're not. You can't." "I have to, El. There's no other way. He said we can't go- you can't go. It needs a life." Sunshine reasons, trying to pull away gently. They don't want to leave him- they never did. But if they had to, at least it would be to keep him safe. To keep him alive.

Again, Elliot shakes his head, this time in realization. "No. It needs a life. They didn't say which. Right?" Brachium nods. "So- so Blake. He can- he can jus-" Elliot points over at Blake, but to no avail. He's not there. Neither is his lover. "Where- where did he go?" Elliot asks, confused. 

"He is already with me. He made that choice the second he lost his loved one. But, you're right- it needs a life. Not a specific one. One from inside this scape." Brachium explains, looking over the edge, where Blake presumably fell. Maybe it's peaceful, on the other side. Maybe I'll like it there, Sunshine thinks to themself, stepping forward. "Okay." They say, preparing to step into the water.

Elliot grabs their arm, pulling them back. "No. No, I'm not gonna let you die today. It doesn't have to be you." Sunshine realizes what he means, shaking their head. "No- no. You are not going to die for me, El. I won't let you. I started this, I'm ending it." "No, he started it." Elliot accuses, venom in his voice. "You shouldn't have to suffer- to lose your life because of that." 

"You shouldn't have to either, El." Sunshine says quietly, as he pulls them into his chest, resting his head on top of theirs. "I know. But one of us has to. And it's not going to be you." Elliot cups their face in his hands, tracing their features, knowing he won't see them ever again. "Elliot- please." Their voice breaks, as he leans in for a kiss. Their last, no doubt. 

Sunshine savors it for as long as they can, memorizing every feeling, every little thing about him. They know what they have to do. They're not going to let him take the fall. They stood closer to the river, taking a step back, and then running to the edge, preparing to throw themselves off. Elliot quickly runs after them, shouting something as he grabs them and pulls them back. They fight each other, until Elliot hears a crack under his feet, breaking under the couple's weight. He slips, beginning to fall, but before he does, Sunshine grabs his hand, the only thing stopping him from the end.

"No. NO!" Sunshine yells, desperately trying to drag him back up to solid ground. Elliot already has tears brimming at his eyes, a somber smile on his face. "Please, El. I c- I can't do this alone. I need you. I love you." They tell him, both of their hands now clutching Elliot's. They know he's too heavy, that they won't be able to pull him over- but they try. "I know. And it's okay. I'll be okay, you'll be okay. I love you, my Sunshine." Sunshine shakes their head, their grip slipping on Elliot's hand. For a moment, they just look at him. Hanging over death itself, with seemingly no fear.

They realize then that it's because he's doing it for them. He would do anything for them. That was the best and worst thing they'd ever heard. "I love you." Elliot repeats, letting go of Sunshine's hands. He falls, landing in the river without a splash. They wait for him to come back up, but he doesn't. It's silent again. They couldn't scream, they couldn't jump in after him, they just watched. 

The river went on. Whether Elliot was alive or not.

#redactedverse #redacted audios #redacted #redactedasmr #redactedverse fanfic #fanfic #redactedaudioelliott #elliottsunshine #redactedelliott

[kyskaisen]

Hey its me again again sorry for last time I'm so embarrassed. But can I get a revu x reader on a mission please and thank u 🥹

LOLOL THATS FINEEE! honestly i told my friends that someone asked me to write that and they were like "DO IT👹" and i was gonna but it felt so wrong and yeah😀 anyways this is when revy and rock were retrieving that one painting from like ww2

Paring: Revy "Two Hands" x F! Reader (hope u dont mind lol)

Whatever You Say

"Do you plan on only searching for gold while we're here? I'll betcha you won't find any." You joked as Revy was searching from door to door looking for gold.

"What the fuck do you know?!" She yelled, and you chuckled in response. "I know not to snoop in places where I'm not supposed to be!" You teased, your voice echoing throughout the halls of the sunken ship. "Why does it matter? Do you not want the dead people to know we're robbing them of their riches?" Revy said in a joking manner. You rolled your eyes and chuckled.

You knew that Revy was a thief, a liar, a foul-mouth and a killer. But none of that made any difference in what you felt for her. And as for Revy herself, she'll never understand how she fell for some nerdy girl who was probably the teacher's pet back in grade school. She never imagined herself falling for someone like that (not to mention anybody at all), let alone another girl. She'd always grown up thinking it was wrong for her to love the same gender, until you showed up.

Ever since, her world's been completely upside down.

You huffed as you brushed past Rock and cracked open some vault using a crowbar sitting nearby.

"Revy! We found the painting! Quit looking for gold and get your ass over here!" You yelled, barely earning her attention as she sighed and dragged her feet towards the safe that you and Rock were in.

"Already? Jeez, I was hopin' I could find some damn riches while we're in this nasty ass shithole." Revy cursed as she climbed through the hole and huffed. You quietly chuckled before looking at her, "Just how much were you looking for?"

Revy gave you a deadpan stare. "A fuckin' penny. What the fuck did you think, Y/n?! We're down here in this Narnia of a ship full of treasures and shit!" She exclaimed before you sighed and shook your head. Right after that, the three of you heard faint voices and footsteps from outside the door. You all turned your heads in that direction before Rock began to panic for only a second.

"What do we do?!-" You pushed your hand against his mouth to keep him quiet, then crept with Revy to the edge of the door. Rock crept with you to listen to how many soldiers were down there.

"4..5..6.."

"You don't count how many people, Rock. You count their guns." Revy reminded in a teasing manner before looking at you, giving you a smirk. You rolled your eyes. "I remember when Y/n was scared shitless on her first mission. She pissed herself and almost got us caught." Revy chuckled out. You found yourself rolling your eyes again at her comment and huffed.

"Why do you still remember that?" You questioned, keeping a low tone. Her smirk fell and she looked at you. "Why do you care if I fuckin' remember that?"

You groaned before frowning.

"Whatever you say."

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AHHHH IM SO SORRY FOR TAKING FOR FUCKING EVER TO POST THIS!!😭 I had 60 million things to work on (both fanfic things and school things lol) and i completely forgot about it until tonight😭

#black lagoon revy x reader #wow tags like that actually exist?? #revy black lagoon #revy two hands #black lagoon #black lagoon revy

[1-800-c0sm1c]

I recently saw a suggestive gif with an ice lolly, before quickly stumbling upon a post with Ryuji.. You can probably see where I'm going with this.

Could you perhaps write about a gn reader and Ryuji on a super hot day grabbing some ice lollys, the two enjoying the other's presence before Ryuji looks over and sees reader unintentionally deep throating it? (Like it looks suggestive) Ryuji gets really flustered, and now it's even hotter...

I hope this doesnt overstep into more heavier nsfw, if it does please remove what you arent comfortable with or feel free to delete the request :) Also you can add more characters if you want! Though I only really know Persona 5 Strikers, so if you can add characters from that! Anyway enough rambling, hope you have fun with this!!

-Solar/⭐ (If I can claim either or that'd be great!)

꒰blue lemonade !꒱

eating popsicles with everyones fav electro boy !

character x gn!reader

includes ryuji !

warnings : suggestive content !

word count : 2273

beta read by : @cagethefrenchfuck​

a/n : solar anon youre a genius ,,, im here to make it even better with a friends to lovers prompt added into the chaos mwahahaha >:) i hope you enjoy this !

this summer heatwave was reaching record high temperatures, you were sure if you stayed out in the sun for too long youd melt into a puddle and evaporate almost immediately. you wanted nothing more than to feel the cool ocean breeze on your face and soak up rays in the sun. however, just like the rest of the phantom thieves, you and ryuji were broke and had decided to stay inside for most of summer vacation. whenever you werent grouped up together at rens house for mementos business, chances are ryuji was laying on your couch, complaining about the heat with a bag of frozen vegetables on his forehead, but you dont mind. if youre together, everything becomes colored by him. if you were into aura reading you swear everyone around the blonde would be a bright and sunny yellow, but yours turned blue the moment you met him. if he was the sun, youd be the ever changing sky, never one without the other, the tide and the sand.

despite the random movie playing on the tv, your attention was focused solely on your dramatic friend sitting next to you. ever since youve joined the phantom thieves, you and ryuji have been inseparable. ren and ann have called you the dynamic duo on multiple occasions, meanwhile morgana is simply just jealous that someone likes ryuji enough to want to hang out with him that often.

“oh come on ryuji, the fans are running on overdrive, theres no way you can still be that hot.” you rolled your eyes as he complains for the nth time this hour. “thats what you think, but i swear im gonna die if this heatwave lasts another day, man.” he sighs, sinking further into the couch. “if the heat doesnt kill you, then i will.” you mutter under your breath, but ryuji hears you loud and clear. “oh so you want a fight, is that it? lets take it to the metaverse right here, right now!” ryuji yells back with more energy than youve seen him with since school let out for the break. he puts his fists up pretending to swing punches at you across the couch, proceeding to drop the entire bag of (not really frozen anymore) peas on the hard floor of your living room. the bag breaks open, littering the vegetables all over the place. “oh shit. how thin is the materials of those frickin bags?” he quickly says, panic obvious in his voice. you sigh, quickly getting up to grab the broom to sweep up the mess ryuji had made. 

he follows you to the kitchen like a lost puppy, offering to clean everything up *plus* scrubbing your whole house before you quickly reassure him its not a big deal. “i doubt we were ever going to cook those up anyways, dont worry about it ryuji!” “but still! i feel bad for making a mess of your house. i dont want to give your mom any reason to hate me.” you raise an eyebrow at that. “oh? why do you want to be on my moms good side so bad? you planning on moving in or something?” he shrugs. “with how much weve been hanging out i might as well. last thing i need is to be banned from seeing you over some bags of frozen vegetables.”

theres a mysterious feeling inside of you, and you feel heat rising to your cheeks over that. hed go through all the trouble of deep cleaning your house just so he can still hang out with you? itd obviously never need to come to that, but the fact that its the first thought he has cant help but make you feel special, despite how silly it is. of course he wants to be able to hang out with you, hes your best friend. if he didnt, that would be more of an issue than anything else. “you could always just sneak through the window, you know.” you mutter without realizing. he snickers. “i dont think i play the role of knight in shining armor very well, but what the hell? im always willing to try new things.” he laughs at his own remark, completely oblivious to how much redder your face has gotten in the small amount of time youve been sweeping up the peas from the floor. it may be hot outside, but surely not that hot, right?

“well how about you go make yourself useful and get something less likely to… explode for us to cool off?” you quickly respond to change the subject. ryuji thinks for a second before grabbing his shoes, stating hell be right back. you feel a weight be lifted off your shoulders you were unaware of as soon as the door shuts behind him.

theres never been any kind of tension that youve noticed before between you and ryuji, so where did this random feeling come from? you cant help but feel different around him, has he always looked at you with such admiration and you just never noticed? with how hot your body is now you might as well shove yourself into the freezer.

putting the broom back you sit back on the couch noticing how empty the room really feels without ryuji there anymore. where had he even run off to anyways? you groan, noticing that the temperature had gone up another 2 degrees, before instantly feeling bad for sending ryuji out into town during the hottest part of the day. that was definitely a lapse in your judgement, but surely hed be fine with how quick he was to go along with it. unless he just wanted to get away from you? wait where did that thought come from? you cant help but internally sigh at how youve managed to make the situation even more awkward without him even being there.

after about another 5 minutes of sitting alone with your thoughts (terrifying, isnt it?) ryuji bursts through the front door with a grocery bag in his hands. “i dont know about you but i think some ice cream is the perfect thing right now!” your face drops the second you realize its dripping, presumably already melted from the trip back in the scorching sun. ryuji notices a second later, quickly dropping it outside by the front porch. you cant help but find his slightly pouting face adorable, and also totally heart wrenching. “you know, i think youre on the right track there with ice cream. how about we just go down to the convenience store together? im pretty sure ren is working there right now anyways. then we dont have to worry about anything melting!” 

ryuji was just about ready to give up on going anywhere else today, especially if it meant having to walk around again in the heat, but he couldnt resist the sweet smile on your face. hed do anything for you in a heartbeat if youd always look at him so sweetly. he was so caught up in his staring that he completely forgot to answer you, you having to snap your fingers in his face just to get him to come back down to earth, because surely when he was with you he was in heaven. “huh? oh! yeah, lets get going!”

you both ran to the train station, out of breath and sweaty by the time youd have reached shibuya. you almost gave ren a heart attack with the amount of noise caused by you and ryuji walking in to the convenience store. after almost getting him fired for talking way longer than he should have been, you and ryuji walk back to the station in no rush, eating your popsicles quietly. 

“what flavor did you get?” you ask ryuji as you stand waiting by the station. “cherry limeade, you wanna try?” he brings the popsicle closer to your face, assuming youd simply grab it in your own hand. what ryuji was not expecting, however, was for you to lean yourself closer to him, taking a lick of the popsicle while it was still held in his hand. his eyes turn wide like a rabbit would, incredibly surprised as you get closer to him, he swears he can feel the tingling electricity throughout his entire body. where did this boldness come from, and why are you so nonchalant about it? he can fell his ego deflating when his whole arm shakes after you pull away and lick your lips, the artificial fruit flavoring tasting cold yet electrifying. “ooh that ones super tasty!” you exclaim, and ryuji swears he sees your eyes shining.

your icy treat smells of the sweet ocean, like someones squeezed a freshly picked lemon into it. “do you wanna try mine? its blue lemonade.” you hold the popsicle up to him in the same way, but ryujis too nervous to even grab it out of your hand, let alone lean in like you had. “oh uhm… no thanks, im allergic to uh…. lemons?” he stammers out, leaning back a bit. you shrug. “more for me then!”

ryuji was sure it was getting even hotter outside, even though it was painfully obvious the sun would be setting soon. he tried not to make eye contact with you again, but the image of you staring at him so excitedly a moment ago was still fresh on his mind. 

he regrets when he gives in and looks over at you again, as youve gotten down to the bottom of the popsicle by now. hes even more surprised to see the way you take almost the whole stick into your mouth, and suck on the remaining of the icy treat. he feels his eyes travel down to your adams apple, watching it move as you swallow. he notices the mixture of sweat and fruit juice dripping down from your chin, which in any other situation he might have made fun of you for. suddenly hes more flustered than hes been all day, and cant help but look away suspiciously quick.

as soon as you turn to look at him, he feels much smaller under your gaze, unable to hide how much you affected him, without you even realizing. now you know its not just you whos been feeling the tension thicken more as today has dragged on. youre not sure what to say, or if you should even say anything. clearly theres something going on between the two of you, but neither of you are able to muster up enough courage to address it.

youre about ready to just say your goodbyes and make your way back home, but ryuji decides to speak up before you can act out your walk of shame. “hey y/n, have you noticed anything uhm, you know, weird between us recently?” he asks, you cant tell if youve ever heard ryuji sound so unsure before. you pretend to think for a moment before responding. “now that you mention it the air seems much hotter today, and thicker too.” you dont miss the way you see ryujis face heat up at that remark. he mentally curses for not having a way to hide the way the blush creeps up his neck and ears.

“yeah i think ive noticed that too. but i havent been able to put my finger on what exactly has been bugging me.” you, unlike some would say about ryuji, arent stupid. you both know that he knows whats going on here, but hes going to make you say it first. you hold back a sigh, something youve been doing a lot recently, and finally find the right words. “i think that theres… something going on between us, ryuji.” you dont dare raise your eyes from their look on the ground. you can see ryuji let out a breath of relief, he wasnt sure if you were actually going to go along with this. “yeah, i see what you mean… i uh, i mean i see it too.” he drags his foot against the pavement of the station square. your heart that points to him is a deep blue, like the sky before the storm clouds build, or the ocean on a late night stroll.

even if you swallow, your words fill up on the tip of your tongue, feeling so close to overflowing. “have you ever thought of us as more than friends?” you ask in such a low voice you werent sure if he would hear it, and ryuji almost didnt over the loud beating of his heartbeat. now what is he supposed to do? there was so hint in your tone of voice that you thought of him the same way. he wasnt even sure if you were nervous, for all he knew you were more uncomfortable than anything else. he struggles to think of an answer that wont totally humiliate himself and also not hurt your feelings. “well… i guess so, yeah.” he responds. he doesnt miss the way you tense up at his answer, and he feels his heart sink.

you finally look up at him, that same sweet look in your eyes from earlier, and suddenly he thinks that maybe its so bad he decided to be honest. “oh my god really? wow.. im so relieved!” you sigh out. ryuji thinks he likes that tone of your voice. “i honestly thought i was going crazy! like i never noticed just how… close we are until today! everything just seemed to click and i swear i dont even know where it came from but im starting to really like-” ryuji leans in closer to you, effectively shutting you up with a nervous kiss to you lips. you can feel him smirk against you when you melt into the kiss. you feel yourself return to the original soft blue youve grown to love the moment he embraces you.

reluctantly pulling away, ryuji wipes the excess popsicle off of his lips with the same stupid smile on his face. you stick your tongue out at him, showing now that your tongue is purple instead of blue, and that immediately wipes the confident expression on his face. youre starting to get used to seeing ryuji flustered and different shades of pink or red. you grab his hand, dragging him off to go catch your train. 

as the doors close behind you, youre suddenly reminded of what he said earlier. “wait a minute, i thought you said you were allergic to lemons!” he rubs the back of his neck, embarrassed. “well i only said that because i was too nervous to.. you know, grab the popsicle out of your hand.” you cant help but laugh at him. “whats so funny? you act like if you were in my shoes you wouldn't have reacted the same way!” you shrug your shoulders. “summer isnt over yet, i guess well just have to wait and see until next time.”  he sighs, exasperated, before whispering under his breath “youre gonna be the death of me.” you smile at him. this is perfect, youd wish for nothing more, just the two of you. like this summer, it melts in your mouth like your feeling of love.

inspired by blue lemonade by red velvet , give it a listen if you havent before !

#✧;;↬ my work.❞┊🍓 #✧;;↬ 1 more.❞┊🎭 #✧;;↬ 'till we meet again solar anon.❞┊🤍 #persona #persona 5 #shin megami tensai persona #persona 5 royal #ryuji sakamoto x reader #ryuji sakamoto #ryuji sakamoto x you #skull persona 5

[almond-tofu-chan]

i have never been angrier in my entire fucking life, it is taking every fiber of my being to not actually punch someone right now /srs

so this fucking show im assistant directing, WAS assistant directing, i quit because it was hell. the director is this piece if shit entitled bitch who doesnt know or care how to run a good show. i signed up to assistant direct, ended up babysitting a bunch of kids from four to six every day five days a week. while i was doing the job I DIDNT SIGN UP TO DO i was verbally berated, abused, mistreated, and taken advantage of at every possible corner. when i learned tech week would be till eight i fucking quit

heres where i get fucking pissed: the kids were amazing. theyre a bunch of talented, bright actors who are absolutely lovely, and for most of them this is their first show. i understandably feel awful for quitting, plus the bitch director hates me nowc but i show up to opening night to cheer them on

i want to kill this woman

kids are crying, shes yelling at them backstage constantly, lighting and sound cues dont work, choreo and blocking are nonexistent, so are props and costumes and set: everything needed to make a show a show is absent or so shoddily put together that it genuinely looked like it was going to fall apart

and the kids are amazing, they do so well with what theyre given and theyre so good and talented and im serious when i say theyre all gonna go far, if it werent for the fucking director

show starts 20 minutes late because she hasnt finished playbills, curtains are see through and on yhe verge of collapse at all times, they're doing this show in a HIGH SCHOOL CAFETERIA btw, all the costumes she got yesterday from thriftsmart, she got kids ti make all the props and set and it shows, and she never told crew what to do, so shes yelling at them constantly while giving them no direction at all. a crew kid is forced on stage at one point to turn on someones mic, he was crying

i had to comfort no less than four crying kids afterwards, all sobbing because she had yelled at them and berated them for no goddamn reason other than the thrill of the power trip

oh and btw, the second the show ended she disappeared. didnt talk to parents, cast, crew, just fucking dipped.

and you know what? im going to the show tomorrow too. i fucking quit because i forsaw this shit was going to happen, but no way in hell am i just gonna watch while these kids that i love suffer. fucking survivors guilt is a thing, and i want to kill her for making me kill myself for this goddamn show

i wouldnt be surprised if these kids hate theatre now. theyre all a bunch of talented, starry eyed young impressionable kids who she is using for her own power trips and abuse, and shes probably ruining theatre for them forever. shes hurting the people i love and forcing me to get involved again when i had already gotten out. seriously, fuck this shit, im so mad. you hurt me thats one thing. you hurt my kids? fuck you, seriously go fuck yourself.

sorry for the long fucking post, this show is so fucking awful i havent even talked about a quarter of the shit going on, theres so goddamn much of it

ill be fine, i just had so much fucking work to do this weekend that i cant get done now because of this goddamn show. if she directs the show next year i will actually kill someone, i hope she dies slowly and painfully /srs

#vent #tw vent #srry ik i never vent on here #but this shit is so awful #and im so goddamn tired of it #tl;dr powertripping director is hurting the kids i care about and survivors guilt is a bitch #theatre #zombie prom #fucking zombie prom #shit show anyeay #i hate it here

[remcycl333]

This is a bit of a rant, I hope you don't mind this🙃 just wanted your opinion.

I don't know if you saw it but that girl Aiva apologized to Sammy by making a video and nothing is wrong with that but her fans in the comments really piss me off, I've seen a few of her fans basically praise her like a god and it puts me off so badly, law of assumption itself isn't a cult but her fandom is so cult like, whatever their leader says is right, is right, she can do no wrong.

I hate when people look up to a horrible person (because let's be real here, someone who is transphobic and racist as well as extremely arrogant can't be a good person) and when someone tells them how bad they are they use some stupid excuse.

The hate Aiva got was ridiculous and she continues to get hate in the comments(I mean imagine if someone hacked into your accounts and that person was revealed to be around the same area a person that you know lives, I'm sure you'd be suspicious too or at least worried too), sure she should apologize for accusing her of whatever she accused her of, but Sammy's fans actually make me sick, I get some of them don't know about her stupidity but you're really telling me the ones on Twitter don't know? The one who literally defended all of her racist comments, her misgendering of a transgender person as well as her arrogance when it comes to taking accountability for the horrible things she's said??

I see comments like "oh this makes Sammy 10000x more powerful, I only trust her now, if this doesn't show she's good at manifesting then what does,"

The only coach in law of assumption ANYONE should follow is Neville, not including Tumblr blogs because of course all of you are amazing honestly, but when it comes to YouTube coaches and the ones who want money, bruh🙄 you can find ALL of that on the internet. And blogs here on Tumblr NEVER ask for money at all, because they're doing this on their own accord and because they know damn well this money in exchange for email shit is ridiculous since it's as easy as literally affirming, persisting and feeling you already have what you want.

I'm reading all these comments and they keep pissing me off even more, people talking about how Sammy is the only source of good law of assumption content, even some going as far as saying she's the original source like if Neville wasn't the one who gave her all this information. Some are even saying Sammy has nothing to be held accountable for and she was never wrong about anything it's like WTF 🙄🙃 people saying that everyone on YouTube copies Sammy like w.t.f

Also I think she deleted her Twitter🙃

no ik, her dickriders are literally the worst. they always find a way to excuse her actions,no matter what she does, and its appalling. she is a bad person, plain and simple. i even got some long asks yelling at me and defending her and i just deleted them cuz im not gonna post shit i dont agree with on MY blog.

i feel so sorry for Aiva. the dm came from "mermaid gang 2022" or something like that, and the ip address was traced back to the city sammy lives in. i'd jump to the same exact conclusion. she is really mature for apologizing to sammy, something sammy herself could never do, clearly. Aiva is still a victim here, getting her channel she worked hard on deleted. she is so sweet and i hope all of this gets sorted out for her <3

[oolathurman]

ok so despite what everyone may think i am first and foremost a zelda fan and the new nintendo direct zelda trailer has me YELLING and i'm gonna copy paste what i said in discord but be warned there is a conspiracy wall and pins and thread everywhere. this is a long post you have been warned. special interest go brrrr so hard i might need new RAM.

I'm so excited for matt mercer for voicing ganon

i think the car thing. it looks like nintendo saw everyone fucking with physics and making their own diy vehicles and shit in the first game and then nintendo was like 'fuck it let's make it a feature'

AIR DROPPING ENEMIES ONTO YOU?????

am now more convinced than i was previously that the twilight realm/shadow plane/whatever (a la twilight princess) will be a part of this game, give the floaty bits and the reversed sounding music clips. however i never did play tp so /shrug

hee hee funny hats on mobs

are we leaning more into zelda puzzles again cuz i fucking hope so i miss that shit bro

give me my enrichment puzzles

did ganon gain sheikah slate magnesis powers???? the light blue connection bits between this golem's bits look like magnesis.

screaming alone in the house I'm excited for loz totk

the crop circle shapes are gonna be a new puzzle and if I'm wrong I'm eating my shoe. like there is no fucking way the zelda series would have something like that and NOT make a puzzle out of it.

SHEIKAH SLATE FUNCTIONS BUILT INTO YOUR NEW ARM

still can't figure out what culture may have made that shield but damn if it doesn't look cool. there's the crying eye element which would make me think sheikah but also it's so very different than the sheikah eye logomark we've known all this time????

new arm looks dead. did ganon's arm get grafted on him. tf.

also if this is sheikah tech it is not a flavor we have seen yet. unsure if it IS sheikah or my hope for twilight tech.

the thing on his belt ARE WE GETTING LIMITED CHARGES OF SOMETHING. WHAT IS THIS. IT LOOKS LIKE CAPSULES.

MY HYPERFOCUS AND SPECIAL INTEREST IN ZELDA IS EVERYWHERE RIGHT NOW AHHHHHH

yeah we def DIYing our own shit now hehehehe

ALSO LOOK AT YHE FACE ON HIS TRACTOR WHAT CULTURE ARE YOU FROM THIS LOOKS LIKE. IDK SOUTH AMERICAN VAGYELY INCAN SHIT. ANOTHER STRING FOR THE TWILIGHT REALM PIN

IT'D ALSO EXPLAIN WHY THERE WAS THAT AREA IN BOTW THAT HAD VAGUELY INCAN LOOKING ARCHITECTURE AND IT JUST WAS NEVER EXPLAINED

I THINK THE TWILIGHT REALM IS THE EXPLAN wait link did you just. grab a random stable for your tractor. is that what that wooden structure is. oh my god babygirl.

99 luftballon also yall see the very angular smoke coming from that floaty bit on the left right. let me. screenshots one sec.

also look at twilight architecture while i find screenshots

k this was the best i could find but the lil squares and shit. it's always been very TP. and now elements of that are being brought to totk.

there is so. much. thread. on the "twilight realm" pin rn on this mental conspiracy theory board.

link gets goody baskets from the sky now

also adding more conspiracy theory thread. the architecture from the twilight realm uses that cyan color.

also idr if tp uses reversed vocals at all but i know that in general loz uses a lot of audio cues, and will back that thing up and reverse it, and /flaps wildly/

i am conspiracy theorying so hard yall IM SO ECCITRD FOR RHIS GAME

ZELDA SAYS "LEND HIM YOUR POWER" NOT "LEND ME YOUR POWER" "LEND HIM YOUR POWER" IM 90% SURE SHES TALKING ABOUT GANON AND IF SHE IS DO WE GET GANONDORF IN A BIGGER ROLE THIS TIME OH MY GOD

AHHHH YHE ERHU SOUNDING INSTRUMENT PLAYING ZELDAS LULLABY IM CRYING YALL

ok so a few things (i started out with 'two things' and then the list kept growing)

that arm is definitely dead. still not convinced that's his original arm.

he's tossing the master sword to go save zelda oh my god i'm crying yall (listen the knight who would risk everything for his charge is a trope i would die for and apparently so will link)

that arm is glowing red. that specific red has been the color of Malice TM and Ganon TM in botw

this clip comes right before the 'lend him your power' line I AM 98.88% SURE THAT IS GANON'S ARM god the conspiracy threads are so tangled rn yall

another thing, he's got that... idk, brass banding thing? from earlier? off of his arm in this clip. and now the arm is glowing woooooo so that tells me that whatever it was, it was keeping the Malice TM away, probably away from consuming him too much.

how heavily will we see the consequences of malice eating away at him, idk.

but given that the malice has like. eaten away at his clothes, even the leather that's keeping his shit in place (look at how worn it is in the second pic compared to his completely fine and unmarked bracer on his left arm), wait where was i going with this. oh yeah. this seems like Malice is a fast acting thing.

also fwiw a good handful of other folks in the video comments are also talking about how they're reminded of twilight princess so i don't think it's TOO far fetched.

---- end copy paste, time for More Of My Opinion B) ----

so at this point i'm pretty sure of a few things but it's also late at night so i could probably be convinced of almost anything. that said, i'm pretty sure of a few things.

that's no longer link's original arm. (my best bet is it's ganon's arm.)

the twilight realm, dark realm, mirror realm, whatever it is, it's coming back. it's not far fetched given that botw is sorta a conglomerate of a lot of elements from previous games, or has easter eggs from a lot of other games (eg tingle's islands, lon lon ranch), and TP was one of their biggest games.

ganon and link swapping arms could also explain(?) why that golem has magnesis keeping it together. tho this feels like a stretch.

90% sure we're having more involved puzzle dungeons again which i'm excited about.

i'm preordering this game idc what you think

#personal post tag i guess #the legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #crying screaming etc etc

[overgrownmoon]

vent post

i’m not allowed to be angry.

how dare i complain. how dare i argue and bicker. how could i act so childish and irresponsible, pull yourself together and act right. dont cuss, don’t hit, don’t yell; stay good. be good. i have better things to worry about. your little brother is throwing a tantrum, i don’t need you throwing one too. you’re the eldest, you don’t need to be crying. behave. act right and don’t make a scene.

don’t be so down on the state of the world. don’t let it get to you. don’t focus on politics. don’t talk about things that upset you. focus on school, you don’t have time for that anger. you have no where to put it and nothing to do with it. you have everything you need, why are you complaining? why aren’t you happy yet? everything is gonna be ok, don’t be sad. don’t be upset.

nononono. no. no. i want to be angry. i want to scream and stomp and yell and cry and hit because i am so. angry at the world and all the horrible people in it and the horrible rules of society we came up with and everything that we do to eachother and the planet and i’m so so angry that i can’t do anything about it. i’m significant. i’m not a rich oil baron that can lobby the government, i j not an elected official, im not an influencer or speaker. i have no power. for every straw that i deny and plastic cup i recycle millions more are manufactured and dumped into the oceans. for every bill i oppose politicians sche on how to add more, do more, get wicked things to pass.

i’m tired and stressed and angry. i want to do something but i have no time, money, or energy to do it.

do i make an impact? do i matter? am i more than a cog in a machine, a number on a document? can i ever be more than a depressed white middle class asshole with a broken brain? who complains day in and day out how fucking depressed they are, oh how bo-hoo sad my life is oh ducking shut up asshole. i don’t know the meaning of suffering. oh lord your parents got divorced we get it and you lived in a nice house with toys and food and a good school and loving family and ooooohhh how hard your life must have been. how much you must have suffered while you went out with friends and had a good dad and a nice computer and good grades in school. what the fuck do i have to be upset about? ducking nothing i’m just a piece of shit loser with such a broken and failed fucking brain that i somehow convinced myself that i’m not a shitty awful person!

what point is there. nothing fucking matters. at the end of the day the fuckers in charge will get what they want while us plebeians get to wallow and suffer for our wages. we’ll beg and grovel at their feet for a luveable planet, drinkable water, a home to live in. so list and fucking doomed we are. i don’t want to participate in society. i do t want to do any of this. i didn’t want to be born. i wish i was never born. i don’t want to be here i don’t want to do any of this it all sucks and unfair and no one ever ducking asked me if i wanted to be here! i am forced into this goddamned nonsense world where profits are more important that morals and i’m sick of it! but the only other option is death and that’s looking like a pretty good option compared to what the fuck is gonna happen to us in the future!

fuck this. fuck everything. fuck your “have hopes” and “look at the bright sides” and whatever the fucking fuck. they won’t change the damn bed facts right in front of us. they won’t stop this fucking garbage fire from burning. i want to be angry. i want to so angry i can cave in concrete and shatter glass. i want to snarl and rip and tear and kill and maim and destroy eveything around me and then finally rip into my own chest and rip out my own heart so i never have to have it hurt from watching everything fucking collapse around me.

privileged fucking asshole. at a good college, don’t have to work, living with my parents. i still have the absolute audacity to be so bitchy and ungrateful. of fucking course. i fucking hate myself

#doomposting

[andiwriteordie]

okay i'm finally reading i know better (but you're still around) and i also happened to be listening to this cavetown song on repeat

and it just reminded me so much of Mike in your fic ??

so the first part/chorus is Mike telling Dustin and Lucas about what he thought happened to Will and them basically thinking he's delusional and laughing in his face (Mike tends to exaggerate i get it)

and the “god i wish i was happy” is obviously wanting Will back bc without Will things have been... Not Good for Mike. he also mentions a few times that he feels incredibly bad and like the worst person in the world for giving up on Will (even though he didn't) and bc he stopped looking for him which i interpret as the “crushing me from above and underneath” line

from personal experience (and like the website says haha) i interpret this to be about “derealization and how a person can feel like they're not a part of their environment anymore” Mike often mentions how he feels he's watching things play out from outside his body and things like that

also in some cases grief can make meals hard (as we know), especially eating with people which, if i remember correctly, is why Mike mostly took his food up to his room and at times didn't eat at all. eating just feels like it takes up too much energy , energy you don't have so you just sink into your seat, stuff like that

nobody's listening to his theories about Will, also how he feels like he kinda ruined the party bc they're not as close as they used to be so no one to really listen to & understand his thoughts & everything about Will since they have an unspoken rule not to talk about it etc etc

okay the friend he's imagining is Will, like imagining Will is there or that Will can hear him when he speaks to him & stuff

okay these lines remind me of Mike so much. we all know he tends to explode when he's upset and say all kinds of stuff that he doesn't really mean and end up apologizing afterwards .

there were these scenes where he and Lucas were having a yelling match & this other one where he was yelling at Max & another he was yelling at Lucas and Dustin both pre and post saving Will from the Upside Down and he's saying lots of hurtful shit and yeah they get that he's grieving and hurting a Lot but also he kinda really hurt their feelings sooo

he apologizes (sometimes reluctantly, sometimes without actually saying the words “im sorry” but they're apologies nonetheless)

sertraline (y'know thr antidepressant that treats lots of anxiety/depressive related disorders) is a thing that i think Mike would need i mean obviously especially in this fic but the way his grief and pain is described ?

it's literally so fucking heart wrenching and excruciating for me the reader so i cannot even begin to imagine what Mike was feeling . so yeah sertraline's effective but the grief seems More than it and like even more effective which sucks.

um so yeah this is the lyrical analysis of this song you've maybe never heard of that you didn't ask for :D is this anything ? no idea i just wanted to share

oh okay

🥺🥺🥺

FIRST OF ALL. cavetown is very mike wheeler coded. like i can name 3 songs off the top of my head (home, idea of her, it's u) that are mike wheeler so. thanks? for adding ANOTHER ONE? to my list.

also yay!!! i hope you enjoy (well... that might not be the right word) the rest of the fic!!!

literally though this analysis is so good like holy shit, that's it. also like super honored that you resonated enough with the way i portrayed mike in that fic and connected it to this song!!! it's just like... this song is such a raw expression and explanation of grief and mental health issues, and you literally hit the nail on the head with the analysis and where i was trying to go with all of mike's thoughts throughout his journey in this fic!

where were you when i was writing the fic so i could've put this on my playlist (kidding but wow seriously wish i had found this earlier? i LOVE IT)

now this is me trying to find a way to include it in the sequel fic. thinking thoughts.

thanks for this ask, my friend!!!! ❤️🫂

#andi's asks #tw depression #tw grief

[nanjokei]

well, you know. something funny about how i vehemently denied being mentally ill well into high school despite various unpleasant incidents (no details heehee) and constant panic attacks and mental breakdowns. of course into university it did not get better. but i started being a little more honest with myself. started calling myself ambigiously mentally ill, but looking back now, i was still trying to downplay it. i felt that i did not "deserve" to label myself as anything as it would be an "excuse". not only that, but also enroaching on people who are "actually" mentally ill. people who were visibly "worse off", or perhaps simply made their misfortune clear before i did (it sounds silly, but i really did think like this). well... obviously i am very neurodivergent. even mental illness and anxiety and depression aside. very nice cocktail of me juice.

what does that even mean? wasn't i struggling too? i think the mental health discourse of the late 10's was so damaging. there was so much emphasis on "worth" and "proof"... i'm not talking about listing your mental illnesses, that is so early 10's tumblr and i think something usually younger people do (to a lot of detriment ofc). i'm talking about the silent pressure of "if you don't see a professional you decided you got it via webmd" or something. i didn't wanna seem like that... so i never questioned myself. ever. i just decided to acknowledge "something is wrong" and nothing else. of course, in an effort to be inclusive perhaps to maybe their friends, people would hastily tack on statements like "but it's okay if you do a lot of research".

what IS "a lot of research"? by what metric is that decided? how much research is that? how many hours, books, webpages, blog posts... i do think in this pedantic and literal kind of way. i take the words much too seriously. but when is it okay? such questions haunted me. honestly, i am unable to let the thought go. even if i recently in the past and even now go, "i'm an adult, should i not be able to tell and surmise what may be wrong? do i not have observations? can i not relate my experiences to others strongly? is it wrong of me to do so? do i not live in my own body?" this social pressure is not something i can make sense of, but i still feared it, heeded it, let it be something that commanded my life and how i saw myself.

i can never be diagnosed in this decade. even aside from the society i live in. how intensely i have to mask in my day to day life because of how intricately collectivist this society is. gender shit. my own personal circumstances which i will probably never speak of online. but it's okay. i don't really want or need a diagnosis. i know at least and am honest with myself, but i hope one day i can transition from "i am ambigiously neurodivergent" and the like to saying what i really feel. you know? because i am an adult who is at least somewhat self aware. like, in masking so intensely my entire life, in KNOWING i was so bad at knowing what to do in such inflexible social environments and having to learn from scratch, i honestly should have realized... no idea how i did not...

honestly it runs so deep sometimes i tell myself i don't have things i OBJECTIVELY have! like i have trichotillomania yes!! i pull my hair out constantly. but sometimes im like ok but what if i'm just pulling my hair out just cuz lol... DO YOU SEE!!! it is so deep seated. when i first started doing it my mom took me to a hair guy bc she thought my hair was falling out. he immediately recognized i was pulling it out, but didn't say it was a disorder or anything. maybe he didn't have the authority to, idk, i have no idea what his profession even was. it was not a hospital. we went home and i got yelled at. i wish he said something. but alas. i lived not knowing for years. so sometimes i still don't believe THAT. how am i gonna convince myself it's ok for me to say the quiet part about my neurodivergence out loud? that i've "earned" the right to do so? i've met so many people both irl and online that have validated my trich and i can't even fully believe it. so imagine... you know??

i'm not chasing a label, but i want to be able to say it one day and not care about approval (in the sense of others believing me) or "being incorrect". BECAUSE WHO CARES WHAT OTHERS THINK?! i believe others without thinking about it or doubting them right? and no one is living my life but me!! i want to be honest to myself completely one day!!! i want to wholeheartedly say i am ___ without thinking about it too hard. you know?! ;_;

i have no idea if any of this makes sense at all. i know my way of describing my feelings is confusing and very roundabout. it may not even be obvious what i am agonizing about, maybe it is, but i want to overcome my inhibitions wholeheartedly. i am ready to evolve past the self denial

#rambles #long post

[uwanosorade]

like i probably shouldn't wade into discourse and i honestly dont know if this is still a Wrong Opinion that will get me in trouble on this webbed site but like. I never understood those posts that used to go around about how identifying as ace when you're 15 or whatever is going to do Irreparable Psychological Harm to you because what if you were actually a non-ace lesbian or something and you were missing out on lesbian years like? maybe im misunderstanding something but like high school is just not the be all end all of your existence. I mean its one thing if you're attacking yourself and making yourself feel ashamed and miserable with it but if a label worked for you and made you feel positively about yourself at the time then it was good for you, and if it feels like it doesn't work anymore then you don't need it anymore. you're not going to ruin your life by like, describing yourself with the wrong word for a couple of years. You have (hopefully) 60 plus years to think about who you are and try different versions of yourself you don't have to make sure you're stamped with the Correct Orientation on day 1 of puberty

#this is maybe not convincing coming from a 28yo bi who has never been on 1 (one) date #but like again when i was a Teen i didnt even really know bi was a thing you could be! #certainly i didnt know it was something i could possibly be #i feel like the narrative i knew as a Youth was very much #you either Knew You Were Gay from age 3 because you liked Wrong Gender Things TM #or you were 2000% A Normal Heterosexual and never the twain shall meet #i didnt even know people could be trans until college #and i was a kid from a very centrist liberal kind of family growing up in a large city in the mid/late 2000s #i cant even imagine how it would be for someone a few years earlier or from a slightly more consetvative background #like exploration and questioning your gender and sexuality was really just Not a Thing #i feel like now theres so much more information and knowledge and (at least in most environments) freedom #and i wish i had had that breadth of knowledge #i just feel like theres nothing wrong with Teens Using the Wrong Noun im just so happy that they have Nouns! #i never post about shit like this so i hope im not gonna get yelled at lol #but i just think more and more about how i wish id known i could try being bi as a kid #instead of still being hesitant to say it now in my late 20s

[1chaer]

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#i’m ranting again lol #all that’s left NOW is to find a time to come out LOL like i do feel like my mom & my sister have a sense of it atp from the way they talk #to me BUT does anyone else ?? i am never going to tell my dad lol i value my life ^__^ literally hes so weird like a couple years ago i #remember we were talking about gay marriage & shit & he was being rude as ever so it’s like....... no i don’t fink u need to know anything #about me LOL i’m so scared tho OMG i remember one time i was going to come out to my mom & i wrote it all out in my notes when i was like 11 #HAHHAAAA well now i actually have to ?? well i mean i don’t bcus i don’t HAVE to but i would like for them to hear it from me #i’m not worried about my sister LOL she has to know by now rig ?? like the amount of shit i talk w her she should KNOW..... but i’m SCARED #GOD EHAT IF I BE A MENACE & DO IT DURING NEW YEARS LOL #where’s that tweet where it’s like i’m gonna ruin thanksgiving dinner by coming out LOL anyway that’s not funny zzz ehh yes it is #i would like to do it before my birthday next year LOL LOL LOLOLOL but what if they HATE ME WHAHHH #omg wait the one post where it’s like i’m not coming out if u don’t know by now then u will never know #BUT I WOULD LIKE TO GET A GF ONE DAY & BE LIKE HERES MY FAMILY #CAN U IMAGINE IF I JUST DIDNT TELL THEM & WAS LIKE THATONE VID WHERE THE GIRL WALKS IN THE ROOM LIKE HEYY HEY YALL HOW YALL DOING #DO U KNOW WHAT IM TALKING ANOUT.... Why am i yelling ??? anyway lots to think about before i go to bed #oh and i have a road knowledge test tomorrow ^__^ hope i do okay LOL #ehh okay self discovery is tiring i’m going to bed (that’s probably a lie) #this is sooo long omg i’m gonna ruin my tags T__T MYBTHING IS TJO... like i’ve consumed so much het media where i’m like EHH maybe men r ok #but then i think about myself in the future & i can not see myself ever going for a man #AM I WUESTTIONING AGAIN #no no no i’m not #OMAY IM A LESBIAN I KNOW WHYVDO I KEEP QUESTIONG THIS #OKAY NO NO / I AM / A LESBUAJ I KNOW THIS #GOD WELL NOW IM BORED SINCE I FIGURED THAT OUT #WAIT WHAT IF I JUST TEXT MY SUSTER LIKE IM A LESBIAN BTW #GOD WHAT IF I DO THAT RIGHT NOW #WHAT IF I WRITE A LETTER NO EJY AM I CRYING IM GETTING SO NERVOUS #i am going to OKAY i’m gonna write a note now to my sister and give it to her later or just tell her tomorrow #but i’m not going to tell my mom YET bcus i’m scared #yeah i’ll do that #okay goodnight

[rommahh]

{Harry in sparkly black….Harry lemme **** *** *** for free}

You hadn’t talked to Harry all day. Not that you were mad at him or anything but your therapy this morning left you feeling a little spacey. There was something about talking about your emotions that left you feeling emotionally drained.

You missed Harry terribly and though it’s only been a short week, you felt very lonely. But on another note, your anxiety wasn’t as bad as it was. You were starting to feel like your normal self again but missing something.

You loved the tight knit life you have with Harry. You like being around him most hours of the day. You two were inseparable. If you were in the shower, he was in the bathroom reading a book from the lounger chair in the corner. If he was writing music on the beach, you were somewhere on the shore collecting shells. If you were going to the grocery store the least he could do was go for the drive with you. You two were close and it was something the both of you were ok with.

Some couples don’t like being so close but it worked for you and Harry. Being away from Harry was a weird experience. It’s only been a week but you feel like it’s been a lifetime. You haven’t minded being on your own but you wanted to be with the person you felt most connected to.

So being you, you purchased a ticket to Chicago. You didn’t know how Harry was going to react but you could only assume it would be a positive reaction. You told Jeff that you were coming so he could get you a hotel key and backstage pass.

As you sat in the airport you felt your back pocket buzz- your music pausing for the call. Your hand slipped into the pocket roughly pulling out the small phone. Harry’s icon, him in a fluffy robe looking as grumpy as ever, met your eyes. You cursed because you were quite obviously in the airport and if he saw you, the surprise would be ruined.

You answered anyways but only for audio. You made sure that your airpods were snug in you ear and there was no chance of them falling out.

“My lover!” Harry greets you a in sing song voice. You could hear his humph as he recognizes that you didn’t answer with the FaceTime video on. “Turn your camera on.”

“Can’t, I’m not feeling good.” You fib nervously. Harry frowned, nervous that he may have done something to upset you.

“Oh, alright. What’s wrong then?” He asks. You chew your lip trying to think of an answer.

“Uh, period.” You stammer.

“Your period doesn’t start for another few day…saw it on the tracker.” Harry may have your period tracker on his phone but it was because he wanted to make sure he was able to comfort you the best way he could when he needed to.

“Must be the meds-“ The sound of your boarding attendant sounded over your head cutting you off. “Hey bubs, I’ve actually got to go but we can’t chat later.”

“Sure, that’s fine I guess. Love you.” He mumbles, confused by the phone call. You hang up leaving Harry a little lost in his thoughts.

Later, Harry sang through his rehearsal carelessly, his head clouded with thoughts. He even sang through TBSL and though he was in the worst of moods, fans waiting at the venue thought he never sounded better.

You on the other hand had just sat through the worst flight of your life. There was a woman in the flight who didn’t want to wear her mask causing commotion before the flight could even take off. You had the worst headache halfway through the flight and because of the lack on supplies, the flight couldn’t give you any ginger ale or accommodations.

You didn’t let any of it get to you though as you directed for the chauffeur Jeff sent for you to go to the venue for show.

Harry sat in the common room backstage with the band and Jeff eating dinner grumpily. His fork was stabbing every little piece of lettuce of his salad, everyone watched worried that he may break his bowl.

“HS3 is trending on Twitter today, pretty exciting.” Jeff says to Harry breaking the silence. Jeff just received a text from you saying that you arrived to the venue and were walking towards Harry’s dressing room.

“Mmm great.” Harry grumbles. Jeff rolled his eyes at the diva.

“Someone’s a little pissy this evening. How about you go fix that mood before you greet your fans with a bad attitude.” Jeff scolds him like a child who just got caught doing something they shouldn’t have. Jeff really didn’t care about Harry’s attitude, used to the moods at this point, but he needed a way for Harry to leave the room and see you in the dressing room.

“Fine, didn’t want to be around anyways.” Harry shrugs.

Back in Harry’s dressing room, you rolled your suitcase into a corner where Harry’s outfit for the night resided on a hanger. You smiled at the sparkly black top that you helped pick out. You walked around his dressing room from the hair and makeup table, past the bathroom/ dressing area, and back around to the couch’s and coffee table where you took a seat. You snagged one of his green juices needing the boost of energy from being on the flight.

You heard the door knob jiggle but stayed planted in you seat sipping on the juice. You never made a peep as Harry barged through the room, scowl covering his face. He stormed past the couch not batting an eye at you. He went to the mini fridge where his juices were before letting an exasperated sigh.

“Who fucking took my juice?” He whines. You quietly giggle in your hand at his tone.

“Im sorry, thought I could have it.” You chuckle. Harry leaps from where he stands letting out a yell. He turns to look at you with wide eyes, hand over his chest as if his heart was going to explode from his chest. You stood from the couch waiting for him to react more but he just stood there in shock. When the realization of you actually being there kicked in he let out another yell before bounding over to you.

Before you knew it, you had two strong arms wrapped tightly around you. Your wrapped around his neck, hands and fingers spread through his hair. His face tucked into your lower neck peppering desperate kisses all over just to feel something.

“What are you doing here?” You hear him cry. You pulled away from him to wipe his eyes of the tears that streamed down his face.

“I needed to see you.” Was all you could muster. He pulled you down on the couch, your body cushioning his larger frame. He laid in between your legs, your back flat in the body of the couch.

“Im so happy your here.” Harry couldn’t even put his excitement into words. He knew you were coming in a week but to have you here earlier than that made him feel things. He sat up from suffocating you into the couch, allowing for you to sit up beside him. “What about your therapy? I hope you’re not jeopardizing your mental health to be here with me cause I would much prefer if you put me on the back burner and took care of yourself.”

You rolled your eyes playfully. “I’m ok. I still will see my therapist virtually, I’ve got all new meds that are working fine, and if all goes to shit I will go back home. It’s ok bubs.” You reassure him.

He grabs your face with both hands pulling your face to his. Your lips meet with need. His lips slotting with yours, moving slowly but with rigor as if he was scared you would slip from his fingers. Your bottom lips fit between his lips leaving for him to suck on it slightly. You moaned at the feeling making Harry pull you in tighter. You sat slightly upon his lap, chest against each other tightly. Your tongues pushed at one another, lips loving in tangent.

You pulled away when you felt his lower presence awaken. He whined at the loss of contact making you giggle.

“If we go any further you’re gonna be late for your show. I’ll give you more back at the hotel, yeah?” You say lowly trying to catch your breathe. He groaned resting his forehead on yours chasing your lips with chaste kisses making you smile.

“Fine, you owe my though. This is level three apology situation that can only be resolved with these things; sloppy blowies, butt stuff, or face masks if you catch my drift.” He chastised. You let out a deep belly laugh pushing yourself away from him. You two still sit facing each other, your legs slightly on top of his.

“You’re so nasty, but I may be able to arrange one of those.” You wink making Harry let out a triumphant laugh.

“Are you staying for the show? I understand if your not.” He questions fiddling with your fingers.

“Think it would be best if I didn’t. I’m really tired and I obviously need a nap if I’m going to be up for your post show antics.” You joke giving his nose a poke. He jokingly pretends to bite your finger in retaliation.

Harry went on stage that night happier than ever. He started plotting proposals from the second he walked you to the car with your suitcase and waved goodbye to you. You went to the hotel room and “accidentally” fell asleep wearing one of your most recent purchases curled up in your tour bus blanket.

Let’s just say that Harry not so accidentally woke you up after that concert ready to love all of his adrenaline off in you.

Part 2👀

#harry styles love on tour #hslot #hslot Chicago #harry styles angst #harry styles smut #harry styles x y/n #harry styles fic #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader #Harry Styles #harry styles imagine #harry styles one shot

[a-jynx]

Dream; - usually really aware when you guys plan date nights! Even with his busy schedule, he’s on top of remembering important nights - he doesn’t want you to feel neglected or forgotten :’) - however he can get forgetful when he’s playing with Sap and George, or streaming, but when he does oh, he feels devastated and will definitely become clingy

[Short imagine]

12:30 PM - he’d forgotten. You sighed, closing your phone and slouching into the couch, listening to your boyfriend’s laughs echo throughout your shared home; Sapnap’s screams filtering through as well.

Frowning, you turned on the living room TV and turned on Netflix, deciding that a movie would take away from the small sting in your gut. You knew he hadn’t meant to get sucked up into his work, and this one time of a few that he’d forgotten, but that doesn’t stop the sadness twisting in your gut. Turning on the Twilight series, and obviously horrible but entertaining favorite [team Jacob anyone?] before grabbing your warmed-up Panda Express and engrossing yourself into the world of vampires and werewolves.

2:45 AM

Dream groaned as his screen flashed a dull red, congratulating George and Sap about their win from their Minecraft Manhunt; 2 hunters. Glancing at the time, he rubbed at his face and clicked out of everything, ending his video. Stretching he leaned back and glanced towards the bed, expecting you to already be cuddled up and passed out, but the comfy queen was empty…

Furrowing his brows, he scooted his chair back and left his room, moving downstairs as Sap came out of his room, still grinning.

“Hey man, nice hunt, though I’m surprised you made it go for so long,” Sap groaned as he joined Dream on the stairwell making the dirty blonde frown.

“What’re you talking about? Manhunts always go for a couple of hours?” Dream snorted as Sap frowned, only to sigh and pat his friend on the shoulder.

“Dude… You had date night tonight..?”

Dream’s eyes widened as he rushed further downstairs, turning into the living room and frowning at the sight. You curled up into the corner, an empty container on the coffee table and the credits rolling of The Twilight Saga; new moon. Squatting down next to you, he gently cradled your cheek as you hummed in sleep, cracking open your eyes as you broke into a smile, your eyes settling on your frowning boyfriend.

“Hiya handsome,”

“Hi, baby… Fuck, I’m so sorry I forgot,” Dream leaned into you, pressing soft kisses to your cheeks, nose, chin, lips - anywhere his lips could reach as you chuckled, raising your hand and threading it through his hair. “I just got so lost in the video, but that’s no excuse I promise I’ll make it up to you-”

“Dream, babe it’s okay, this is like… The first time you’ve forgotten, just don’t make it a full-time thing, yeah?” You laughed as Dream dove into you, circling your waist with his arms and picking you up, causing you to yell out.

“Clay!”

“We’re going to bed, and I’m not letting you go until I see fit,” Dream stated, carrying you upstairs as you glanced to Sapnap, waving to him before you and your still disappointed boyfriend disappeared into his room.

Sapnap - he’s definitely more forgetful than Dream, but he tries okay? - a lot more clingy when he realizes what he did, definitely becomes more of a hopeless romantic

[Short imagine]

“Shouldn’t you be gone by now?” You turned away from the fridge, seeing Dream entering from the living room as you shrugged, closing it with a sigh.

“Yeah, we should’ve left half an hour ago but he joined Karl’s stream… Again.” You mumbled the last bit as Dream frowned, leaning against the cabinets as you messed with the strings of your boyfriends’ basketball shorts.

“Aren’t you gonna say something?”

“Honestly? Probably not, I mean we’ve already had a talk about if he forgets-” you paused when a sudden crash came from upstairs, causing you and Dream to turn towards the stairs as Sap came barreling down. You blinked as he stood in front of you, wrapping his arms around your waist and tucking his face into the crook of your neck, making you giggle.

“Hi, bubs,”

“I’msorryimsorryimsorryimsorryimhorribleicantbelieveiforgotimsosososorry-” Sap mumbled into your skin, as you reached up, ruffling his hair as he pressed kisses along your neck, going along your shoulder before trailing back up and pressing his lips against your chin before settling back between your shoulder and throat.

Dream snickered from next to you guys as he dug into the fridge, digging out some pizza from lunch as Sap looked up and glared at his friend. “So, what reminded you?” The dirty blonde hummed, getting ready for his dinner as your brunette boyfriend scoffed.

“I obviously reminded myself! I’m not that-” he paused as a chime came from his shorts’ pocket causing him to cringe. Furrowing your brows, you reached in and tugged out his phone, breaking into a smile as you realized it was an alarm.

‘ Date Night Idiot!’ had been going off for an hour, you assuming Sap had snoozed it, not realizing why his alarm was going off.

“Dumb.. Okay! I had to set a few reminders,” Sap mumbled, pressing more kisses to your warmed skin, trying to hide away from his embarrassment. You closed his phone and slipped it back into his pocket before grabbing his hand and tugging him upstairs with you, his head hung low as you went into his room, besides a small light from his screen. You jumped onto his bed, opening your arms as Sap shot you a small grin and dove into you, cuddling into your chest and pressing more kisses to your free skin, his hand sneaking up your shirt just resting against your skin, rubbing his thumb across your navel while smiling into your kiss.

“I know I’m extremely forgetful when it comes to romantic stuff, but please always know that I love you even if I have a shitty way of showing it,” he mumbled against your lips, moving his hand from your stomach to your face, holding your cheek as you stared at each other. Sure, you could be upset at him, you could ignore him, maybe argue… But why miss out on warm cuddles and make-up kisses?

Karl - he’s the one who usually makes the dates up! He always tries to make sure his streams and recording don’t overlap the days you agreed on - but who says you always remember?

[Short imagine]

It was the long-awaited shock & facecam stream! You had promised to follow in your friend’s - George, Sap, and Dream’s - steps in a shock stream and even threw in a facecam if your followers had gotten one of your posts to hit one million likes, and your fans did not disappoint! Your tweet promising this stream had hit two million likes, 10,506 retweets, and continuous replies. So, here you were, setting up for your stream when Karl walked in…

“Sweetness..? What’re you, uh, what’re you doing..?” He nervously giggled as he stood beside you, his hands nervously tugging on your hoodie as you turned towards him, frowning.

“I’m getting ready for the shock stream? Remember? I planned this a couple months ago and we agreed on today?” You blinked at your boyfriend. You both had talked about this stream since you arranged the day - why is it suddenly a problem?

“Oh, well, remember we agreed that today - tonight - was going to be date night? We were gonna watch some of the new season of Survivor?” Karl hummed as you blinked, turning fully towards him with your eyes wide as you glanced towards your starting soon screen. You could feel your heart plummet into your stomach - you had done the one thing you and Karl agreed to never do, yet here you were..

“Baby, oh my god, I’m- holy shit, I’m so sorry,” you murmured, rubbing your face as Karl shot you a small grin, scooting closer and musing your hair as you leaned into his touch, cradling your own face with dread coursing through you.

“Bubs, it’s okay, I know you’ve been planning this, and I should’ve thought ahead-”

“No!” You burst, gripping his wrist and pressing light kisses to it before groaning against his skin. “No, it’s not okay, we always try and plan for us to have date nights between our busy schedules and it’s such an asshole thing for me to not double-check that it was-” Karl leaned down, quieting you with pressing his lips to yours. You melted into it as he turned your chair to face him more, causing him to grip your hands tightly in his before pulling away.

“It’s okay because I want you to go through with this stream! You’ve been excited about it and I know the guys are wanting to join, besides-” he paused, pressing butterfly-like kisses to your hands as you grinned at your boyfriend.

“Date night can be any night for us,”

“So, what I’m hearing is you love me more than Survivor?” You giggled as Karl furrowed his brows and scoffed, dropping your hands dramatically before pulling his gaming chair next to yours as you began to set up your facecams’ final touches.

“I love you, like a lot, but know your boundaries, Bubs,” Karl scoffed as you rolled your eyes, leaning over and pressing a quick kiss to his cheek and clicking through your screens before popping up on your stream with a ‘Hey guys!’

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helloooo~ long time no writing and im so sorry about that - life has gotten a little crazy and I sort of lost motivation to write a lot again. i hope these headcanons and my future idea for some can hold you over until I have some sort of - lack of better word - motivation :'D

until tomorrow, i hope you have a beautiful day ~ J

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