#i wish my mom was home rn but i feel like she would just be even more disappointed in me and i cant fucking handle that

[maaarshieee]

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#:;dontlookifyoudontlikeventing #i asked my mom if i could not go to a social event at school because i literally dont have friends #and i have nothing to do #and its awkward #i dont want to bc i have a feeling shed do smth that would embarrass me and im already not good at social stuff #like shed go to my classmates and tell them to be friends with me #i just wanna stay home and do my thing but she got mad at me #i just wanna curl up and cry 💔 #im dreading tomorrow #sorry i just brbrghfydydy #ik my bbg would treat me right when i hate social gatherings #wishing they were real rn

[0boko]

i would like to go deep, deep, deep into the forest and then never come back.

#yet another post about how tired i am of my family relying on me for physical/emotional support and up-keep of our home #i feel like that's all i bitch about nowadays. i feel like this is all my life's gonna be about 24/7 until i lose my mind. #i don't want to be babied but.. i just wish someone would see i'm not doing well mentally and offer some physical comfort. #i will Kill for a good comforting hug rn. someone to pet my hair and hold me while i cry #i can't ask mema of that. she's going through so much. she lost her husband and is losing her siblings to age and cancer. #and mom is.. mom. too wrapped up in going to work for a week straight and then ignoring the household unless she needs me. #she doesn't care about me. it hurts still.. but i've kind of accepted that. #but i still have to care. i have to care about their well-being. i have to listen to their woes and take care of their problems. #mema isn't an issue though.. our bond is healthy. i'm mostly just bitching about mom. #i'm her therapist. i'm her mother. i'm her maid. i'm raising her son. i'm taking care of her pet. i'm making sure she doesn't kill herself #while working because she pushes herself too hard. #i just. can someone take care of me? aside from myself? #it's been getting so hard...

[fleshdyke]

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#my dad is yellinng and slamming doors and there are people on my roof and every time they nail something in i get scared really bad #and im just hiding in the bathroom and im scared out of my fucking mind rn #my hands are shaking so fucking bad and i eish i was anywhere else but here #i dont want to die but i wish i was fucking dead rn i wish i could kill myself temporarily just to prove a fucking point #bc i feel like he forgets im here half the time and im so fucking tired of flinching every time he talks or moves or does fucking anything #i wish my mom was home rn but i feel like she would just be even more disappointed in me and i cant fucking handle that #i wish he would just go and fucking drink until he was friendly again bc im so fucking scared of him when hes sober #and i would bet anything in the world that hes not even going to apologize after hes just gonna pretend it never happened #and i wont be able to do anything bc im too scared of him to do anything about it and im stuck here for the next who knows how many years #i wish my family wasnt broken and i wish it was more broken so somethingc coild be fucking done about it bc im in that sweet spot where im #terrified of everything he does and like all of my ttrauma can be traced back to him but no one will believe me that im being abused #i dont wanr to exist right now i want to just fucking vanish #i wasnt meant to be here i dont belong in this family or this house or this fucking year i belong in the woods #rambles #vent

[hisfearlesshaz]

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#i honestly wish i could stop lying to my mother but she has to let me live my fucking life and she just. doesn't. #gotta allow myself that privilege because i would go mad otherwise lmao #idk it's kinda sad i can't live one (1) day without lying to her to avoid (or at least try) making her upset and arguing #i truly can't wait to fuck off to work in the mountains and then in belgium and to not see her and everyone else until february #maybe i should feel sad about not seeing my family for almost like 8 months but do i?????? no. and it's not my fault #my alarm is set for 5:30 and it's already past 1 i should really sleep #but i can't because im thinking about what i have to tell her in order to be able to do what i want #rn im my plan is #my best friend is going to be in germany and then colombia and then i'll be in belgium #he works until 4-5pm so can i have dinner with him and have his mom bring me back home after her dinner with friends? #oh yes obviously he has to take care of his little siblings so we'll be home!!!! #i can prepare dinner for mom etc in advance so they can just heat it when they get home + do whatever house chore there's to do #be home for midnight like im fucking 16 #i really need her to believe all this stuff and let me go 😭 #i don't even know why im writing all this here lmaoooo #MAYBE i can manage to sleep now that i wrote it down and sent it to the void #im just. anxious as usual when i have to ask for things (and lie lmao) but also excited because IF IT WORKS!!!!!!!!! #and i have a super busy but hopefully amazing week ahead of me #i mean i still have tomorrow to spend with my dad in switzerland #and then next week can start but oh god #if it works im gonna see ashe billie ed and harry in the same fucking week!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! #sounds silly but concerts truly make me happy 😭 #i would probably cry if i had to stay home and #1-do NOTHING but waiting for my mom to come home #2- waste the ticket money #3- not see ashe when she's in italy!!! and i have a ticket!!!!!!!!!! jesus #im trying not to be too optimistic so that if it doesn't work im kind of prepared but I KNOW i would just be even more annoyed at mom #like when i decided to stay with her for the long weekend instead of going on vacation with my dad #and ended up cooking two times a day for 5-6 people and not seeing her almost all day when i could've been in some amazing place in tuscany #i say i don't care but here i am again. jesus sam get it together and move on it's not the end of the world let yourself be happy!!!

[mvltisstuff]

Could i request for a Conrad fisher X reader where reader has a younger sibling who gives her a hard time and her parents favour her younger sibling more. It's the reader's bday on the same day as belly's and her family doesn't get her anything and they don't bother with an excuse either and say they don't really care abt her so it doesn't matter. So Conrad comforts her later and if u don't mind u could include some smut at the end?

(this is my situation rn lololol but without Conrad to comfort me😭)

matilda - c.f

summary: request

conrad fisher x reader

a/n: i’m so sorry love, sorry this is a few days late but you are so loved and appreciated no matter what, hope this makes you happy today <3

it’s been a recurring theme for most of y/n’s life. the overheard quotes about the older sibling had eventually become a reality. they didn’t even wait for y/n to try and live up to them. instead, they just accepted that their daughter wasn’t as good as the rest of their children.

as upsetting as it is, kids experience it too much. y/n experiences it every day, so when she realized it wasn’t normal, that’s when it started to hurt more every year.

this day was supposed to be different. she was so excited, turning 18 and finally being an adult. free of her parents if she wanted to be. she thought that maybe, just maybe, her parents would think of her for a day, and make it about it. alas, the second she woke up and walked into the kitchen, y/n’s hopes were shut down.

“y/n, can you take y/b/n to practice? i’m going out with sharon today,” her mom said, barely even looking at her.

“uh, i’m leaving in a bit, remember?” she speaks, trying to sound as polite as possible. “the fishers invited me over for today.”

“hon, we get it,” her dad talks next, peering up over his glasses and newspaper of the town. “but, to some point, it’s just another day. just do what your mother asked.”

y/n looks at her little siblings at the table, messing around and receiving no repercussions. she still remembers when that was her. playing with her parents, happier than she ever was again. she loves her siblings to death, but she loves herself, too. y/n deserves more than she’s been given, so she confides. she drives her brother to whatever practice, wishing him luck as he whispers a happy birthday, then jumping out of the car to see his friends.

she’s already dressed up for the party for belly. the fishers had welcomed her with open arms, even having decorations and sweets for her on the table. everyone figured she’d have something going on at home, but oh, they were so wrong. she didn’t receive a single birthday message from the people who gave her life, so did it matter? even if she didn’t believe it, at least the fishers knew she was worth it. she was dressed in one of her best outfits, a simple dress with small flowers printed over. she had small wedges and her hair was done neatly. she felt pretty, she is pretty.

she walked into the house, belly hearing the door open first. she skips toward, engulfing y/n in a huge hug. “y/n!” she squeals. “happy birthday!”

“oh, belly! happy birthday to you, you look so cute!”

“are you kidding? your man’s gonna go wild when he sees you!” she whispers, making y/n blush toward the end.

“belly, stop!” she nudges. “he’s not my man… yet.”

they giggle together before moving back into the kitchen where y/n greets susannah and laurel, along with the rest of the boys. conrad stands up first, in a heartbeat. he walks over, almost lifting y/n off the ground in a hug.

“hey! happy birthday!” he tells her, excitedly as he pulls away. jeremiah comes piling in next, saying his words to the person he considers a sister.

“didn’t y/m/n have anything planned?” susannah asked from the pure kindness in her heart.

“oh,” y/n mutters. “we, uh, we did something yesterday.”

conrad can tell when y/n lies. he can read her like a book at this point. he’s spent so long fanboying over her that he knows what she’s feeling. when she’s sad, excited, pissed, he knows. it pulls at his heart when he can sense the disappointment in her voice. he starts to get more alarmed with every drink she takes throughout the day. she’s not even a big drinker, never really taking an offer. now he’s positive somethings wrong.

if y/n’s parents didn’t care about her, they don’t care if she drinks, right? she’s with her friends, she’s allowed to. plus. it’ll take the edge off of the internal wounds her parents have left her with. her feelings on the whole matter start to disintegrate for a while, until belly’s cake comes out and is handed to her. it’s so nicely done, perfect detail and so much love. they put time into her cake and party, and y/n can’t help the jealousy rising up. she vividly remembers every one of her younger siblings birthdays. all of them having their friends and a party, while y/n was just locked in her room on her birthday. the presents and the cheesy grins from everyone were overwhelming every year. she couldn’t help but think about what it could be like with her real family. maybe they could love her as much as she deserves, but in reality, they won’t. they can, but they chose not to, which hurts even more.

y/n stumbles around on the balcony, around people while carefully savoring every last drop of whatever is in her can. she’s probably had too many, but she doesn’t care. it’s almost like it’s reversed itself now. she watches belly open all of her presents and receive hugs and kisses, and the lump in her throat becomes thicker. she thinks of the alcohol as her enemy now, just bringing back the thoughts in her sober mind.

it’s not until everyone hears the clicking of y/n’s heels on the pavement that they notice her walking away. her hand is swiping away the loose tears and everyone looks at conrad. if there’s anyone y/n wants to see, it’s him. they’ve been in love for so long, it’s almost painful to watch. as she walks away, blurry vision from the alcohol and the tears, she tries to grab another can from the box before a hand stops her.

“i don’t think that’s a good idea,” conrad says, gently taking it out of her hand and landing it back in the box.

“oh, great. more fuckin’ judgment,” she retorts, making conrad’s face contort.

“hey, what’s going on? you’ve been off all day.”

“i am, perfectly fine,” y/n slurs. conrad places a hand on her shoulder, and takes them to sit on the steps. his arm is wrapped around her, the other one gripping her hand.

“i know you’re not. it’s ok to not be ok,” he looks at her nose scrunch and her cheeks turn red again. “hey, hey, don’t cry, you’re alright.”

“no,” she weeps out, putting her head in her hands. “i’m a mess! i don’t know what to do, i cant make it any better and i’ve been trying for 14 fucking years!”

“hold on,” he keeps his voice low. “what do you mean?”

“my parents don’t give a shit. they haven’t since y/b/n was born and they didn’t even bother about me anymore,” conrad pulls her into his arms, leaning back as her teardrops soak into his shirt. “i didn’t do anything for this, and belly’s being loved unconditionally without having to fight for it. and i feel like a bitch getting upset over it but-“

“absolutely not. don’t say that ever again. you don’t deserve anything they’re giving you. anything they’ve said to you is a fucking lie. i know who you are. you’re the most perfect, beautiful person i’ve ever met, inside and out. you don’t have to prove anything to them, because they don’t deserve your amazingness,” he speaks to her. it’s nothing but the truth, and nothing he would ever hesitate to say. “and i will spend forever trying to prove to you that you’re nothing but beautiful a beautiful person.”

y/n looks up at him, only bursting into more tears as he laughs a bit. “oh, my god, conrad. i love you, so much. i know i’m drunk but i mean it more than anything.” she’s felt nothing like she does now. she’s never had someone accept her so quickly and with so much appreciation. she feels like she can do nothing but cry and just love on him.

“i’m glad,” he begins again. “because i love you, too. no matter what your parents say or do. they don’t define you.”

and in this moment, for the first time in a long time, y/n knows someone loves her. and he’s not just saying it for comfort. she doesn’t need her parents to be loved. if they can’t do that, there will forever be someone out there who loves her just as much. she knows she’s enough, and that’s enough.

#the summer i turned pretty #the summer i turned pretty fic #conrad fisher fic #conrad fisher smut #conrad fisher x reader #conrad fisher fluff #tsitp conrad #conrad fisher #conrad fisher angst #belly x conrad #conrad x reader #conrad fisher oneshot #jeremiah fisher #belly conklin #tsitp #tsitp fanfic #susannah fisher #laurel conklin #steven conklin #conrad fisher fanfic #conrad fisher x you #conrad fisher x y/n #team jeremiah #team conrad #conrad x belly #jeremiah x belly #jeremiah fisher x reader #tsitp jeremiah #tsitp belly #tsitpedit

[orbit-star]

The best fight (Tate Langdon x y/n)

TW:handjob,overstimulated,unprotected,mention of blood,mention of drugs I think that's it??

"He definitely whimpers?" My friend,Miah,laughed as we looked at this one boy from across the hallway.

"Not even,bet he can't even get bitches on his dick?" Aliya laughed.

"Right?he's so fucked..." Miah said.

The bell rang and we all went to class,I had a class with that boy and he was quiet?always sitting in the back of the room,never doing his work but instead he was focused on something else?Was that...was he doing drugs IN SCHOOL?!I know life if hard and all but doing lines in class is actually next level...

So I go sit next to him.

"Hey,Tate right?" I ask.

"...yeah..?" He said,sounding unsure.

Besides all the drugs thing,he seemed like a pretty cool dude?And...even kinda cute?

"You okay?" He snapped me out of my thought.

"Hm- oh yeah I'm okay it's just...I need help with this assignment and was wondering if you could help me..?" All I needed was the start a convo with someone and I'll be alright.

"Yeah...Totally so you basically..."

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months pass and we continued to talk to each other soon reaching that "friendship" phase and leaving the classmates phase.

He was constantly a fix to everything?

I'm sad?Call Tate.

I'm mad?Call Tate.

I'm hungry?Call Tate.

But I kinda feel bad.He helps me but no one helps him?

But today was to rough on the poor boy.

I was in my room,listening to music and cleaning my room,like always whenever I see one spec of dirt on my floor,when my phone dinged.

'From:Tater tot

Can you let me in please?'

I immediately ran downstairs and to my front door,opening it to a crying boy with a bloody nose and basically bloody everything.

"OH MY GOD TATE!WHAT HAPPENED?!COME ON,IMA CLEAN YOU UP.." I said and led him inside.

He nodded as I led him towards my bathroom,I wish my mom was home rn so she could tell me what to do.

"I don't know what I'm doing but I'm trying." I said,looking around our medicine cabinet.

Soon enough I found hydrogen peroxide.I made a 'ssssss...' sound and showed Tate the bottle.

"God please no..." he said.

"Tate you are COVERED in blood.im sorry but you have to?" I said.

"Fine..." he agreed.

I sat myself on his lap after getting some cotton balls to help apply the hydrogen peroxide.I dabbed the wet cotton ball on a wound and felt his hand grip my thigh.

"SsSss..." he made the same noise I made.

"Get used to it buddy,you have many other wounds.." I said and pointed at his entire face.

He sighed and rested against the chair,I had to lean forward a bit to not completely fall I top of him.But while leaning forward,I accidentally put my hand very close to his crotch.I didn't realize until his heart rate quickened and the breathing hitched with every touch.

"Y'know what would really make me feel better?" Tate smirked as he moved my hands from his face and downwards to HIM.

"Tate." I new exactly what he wanted.

"Cmon please,just once!" He started to slowly grind his hips into my own"please..." he sighed.GOD THOSE NOISES!!

"Fine." I sigh and lean towards him to kiss him.

He closes the gab between us and kisses back in much more energy than he's ever had probably.his tongue asking for entry,that I allowed.While his tongue was exploring my mouth I brought my hand down to cup his growling bulge.

"Mmm" he moaned into the kiss and bucked his hips into my hand.

I trailed my kisses from his lips to his jaw,then his neck.While his head rolls back and he sighs,I slowly slip my hand under his pants,and start rubbing him through his boxers.

"Ohhh sshit!" He gasped.I continued to rub him through his boxers till he couldn't take it no more.

"Please fuck!please no teasing..." he whimpered.

"Whatever you say..." I whisper,before I take my hands and slip them under his boxers now,immediately being able to find it due to how fucking hot it is.I grab the base with no warning.

"Fuck mhmmm!" he said and bucked his hips into my hand.

I started to slowly move my hand up and down him.When I had an idea...His head thrown back,I attach my lips to his neck again as I press my thumb into his head.

"FUCK AGH PLEASE- OH MY FUCKING GOD!" He yelled out.

"Does that feel good?" I asked,moving my thumb around his tip.

"YES IT FEELS SO FU- AGH FUCK PLEASEEE MMMMNN!!" He moaned as my other hand came down to stroke his length.

"I NEED TO- IM GONNA FUCKIN- AHHHH SSSHITTT!" He moaned out.Clawing at my thighs.

"PLEASE I NEED TO CUM SO FUCKING BAD!AGH!SHIT SHIT SHIT PLEASE!" He begged even harder once my hand gave him a gentle squeeze.

"No,I think you can hold it,can't you?" I said.

"Y-YES AHHHHH!FUCK!!"

I removed my hand and threw him onto the floor.He breathed out a few times before the air got knocked out his lungs again.

"Ohhh shit oh my fucking god!" She moaned as I sat on it.

"Please...go s-slow.." he panted.

"You get what you get?" I said.

And I JUMPED on that bitch.

"AHHH SHIT FUCK IM SORRY AHH-" he said as I felt his warm release coat the inside of my walls.

I continued to jump on him despite the overstimulation,he just sounded so damn good...

"FUCK IT-IT HURTS SO BAD MMMMM!" He moaned.

"I'm sorry,do you want it to end?" I asked,slowly moving back and forth with him still in me.

"Haaaaah...y-y you can't do that!tha-thats not fair!" He cried and bucked his hips.

"That doesn't answer my question." I say as my hand runs around his body.

"I-no but please be-FUCK AHHH!" He screamed as I continued.

"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE BE GENTLE!" He moaned out.

I wanted to hear him scream louder though...so I purposely tightened around him.

"AHHH SHIT FUCK ON MY GOD HAAH-IM CU-CUMMING SHIT IM SORRY!MMMMM" he screamed.

I kept being thought on him,bouncing harder.

"HAAAAAH SHIT I CANT!I CANT FUCKING DO THIS MMMMM!PLEAS PLEASE!" He begged as his head him the floor.

"Please what?" I said keeping tight around him.

"You're so- I fucking love you oh my..But i th-think I'm done.please.." he begged.

"Let's just finish this round okay?" I said.

"Wait no I- FUCKKKK OHH!" He yelled out.

Soon enough I was the one cumming I tightened around him one last time.And that did it for him.he held me close and came...EVERYWHERE.

I quickly got off him and let him pass out on my bathroom floor.

"I fuckin... damn." He panted.

"Did that ease your pain?" I asked.

"Definitely.i should get in fights more often?"

#evan peters #smut #tate langdon #ahs fandom #ahs murder house

[wintervalewritersecond]

cuddle bug - gareth emerson

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stranger things masterlist

requested: yes! requests: open! Gareth!!!!!! saw you were looking for requests for him and I was so excited snnsnsnsjsbs i’d absolutely adore anything cute and cuddly like nap time in Gareth’s room just something warm it’s cold here rn and it’s all I can think about Thank you!!!

AN: wahh so cute! gareth definitely would be super cuddly i think :') thank you for your request and i hope you enjoy &lt;;33

wordcount: 1.447 warnings: she/her reader, gareth has a little sister,

No place better to be than in the arms of your boyfriend. Especially when it is cold outside.

"Shit- Come in!"

Gareth quickly wraps his arm around you, pulling you inside and away from the cold. The boy kicks the door closed, his hands rubbing your back and arms in an attempt to warm you up. He knows that you insisted that he didn't have to pick you up, but he now wished he would have just taken the car to drive over to your house.

"Shit, my love," he takes your gloves off. "You're freezing!"

"Yeah," you sniff. "Kind of underestimated how cold it was going to be."

You unzip your jacket as Gareth takes it out of your hands, hanging it up on the coat rack before guiding you to the small living room. His little sister is sitting at the dining table, scribbling away on a piece of paper as colored crayons are spread around her.

"Y/N!" She jumps up out of her chair, running toward you before wrapping her arms around your waist. Not that she can reach any higher.

"Oh, hello!" You kneel down, wrapping your arms around her before she pulls you away from Gareth and toward the kitchen table.

"Look what I made!"

Gareth leans against the door frame, his arms crossed and a smile on his face. You always get along with his sisters, no matter what the situation is. Even when you are extremely tired, you still go out of your way to greet them with just as much enthusiasm as all the times before. When he sees you rubbing your arms, he immediately runs upstairs, retrieving the first long-sleeved shirt he can find before walking back downstairs.

You are still sitting with his little sister, admiring the drawing on the paper.

"And this is Gareth, and this is me," she points out as you 'ah!' and 'wow!'.

You don't even realize Gareth came back until you feel a new weight on your shoulders. One of his many red flannels rests on your frame now and you smile at him, thanking him before putting the flannel on. The door opens again, a gust of cold air circulating through the house before it quickly closes.

"Gosh, it is way too cold outside," Gareth his mom shivers, walking into the living room with a grocery bag in her hands. "Oh! Y/N, it's so nice to see you. Tea, anyone?"

"Hello, Mrs. Emerson!" You immediately stand up, hugging the woman before pointing to the kitchen. "I would love to make everyone some if that is okay?"

"Oh, I would love to," she lets out a sigh. "I will put the groceries away. You are a darling, Y/N!"

A laugh escapes your lips as you fill the kettle, turning it on before opening the cabinet to pull an assortment of tea bags out. Gareth and his little sister quickly pick their own little bag before you pick yours. It doesn't take long for Mrs. Emerson to re-enter the kitchen, also taking her pick before placing the remaining bags back in the cabinet.

"Can I please get that cup?" Gareth his little sister points up to the cupboard, but you don't know which one she wants.

"Here," Gareth kneels down. "Hop on."

The little girl squeals as her brother jumps up, leaning over to the cupboard so she can grab the mug she wanted. He then takes out more mugs, including your favorite.

In only a few minutes, everyone is sitting at the dining table, sipping their tea and enjoying a small piece of cake that Mrs. Emerson had brought home from the store. You listen to the story that she was telling, laughing along with the jokes while also looking at the new drawing that his little sister had made.

Though you love sitting here with his family, you still felt cold and were also slowly starting to get tired. You had taken your bag with you as you originally planned to watch a movie with Gareth, but were now too caught up in the conversation. You hide your mouth behind your hand to hide your yawn, but Gareth catches on to it.

"Uh, mom?"

His mother looks up at him, nodding before taking a sip.

"Y/N and I wanted to watch a movie, so we're going to go upstairs if that is fine?"

"Oh, of course! No problem," she smiles before averting her gaze to you. "Are you staying the night? I am planning pancakes for breakfast!"

"I would love to," you immediately smile. "You can count on me for kitchen help."

"No, darling," she shakes her head. "You go ahead and watch that movie, all right?"

Gareth nods, his arm around your shoulders as the two of you go upstairs. The heating in the second level of the house is lower than downstairs - no one was going to be sitting here anyway. Besides, there are other ways to warm up.

Gareth his bedroom is cozy. It is not too big, something you quite appreciated. He has a big window and the window sill is filled with small figurines and candles. In the corner stands a big bookcase filled with books and more small figurines, together with his collection of different dice. He also has a desk with a small television on it, a bean bag, and a dozen posters on his walls. It smells like him as well. Like vanilla, a hint of weed, warmth, and comfort. God, you love his room.

"Okay, so I picked up some stuff on my way," you zip open your backpack. "I got..."

You tip the backpack over, everything spilling out of it.

"Your favorite candy, that movie you wanted to watch." you hand him the objects one by one. "More candy, chips, oh! And I finally found that die that you left at my house."

When you look back up, you see Gareth already looking at you, his hands now filled.

"God," he places everything on his night stand. "I love you so much."

He tackles you onto the bed as you giggle, his hands holding onto your waist as he presses kisses all over your face. His hands feel warm on your body, and his lips are soft as he pecks your cheek for the 20th time. When he pulls back, you look at him with a gentle smile. Gosh, what did you ever do to deserve this?

"Gareth?"

The boy hums, pressing a kiss on your forehead before falling to your side.

"Can I take something out of your closet to wear? I can't sleep in jeans."

"Uh, yeah!" He nods, rolling off of the bed before opening his closet.

He looks through it for a bit, finally pulling out a pair of pajama pants and his grey, long-sleeved shirt. For himself, he also picks out a pair of red flannel pants and a black shirt.

You thank him before quickly switching the clothes, shivering in the cold air before you sit back on his bed, crawling underneath the covers. Gareth takes the movie out of its case before pushing the VHS into the small tv, filling the room with sound. It doesn't take long for him to lay down by your side, his arm underneath your head and his other slung around your waist.

A content sigh leaves your lips as you nuzzle your face closer to his chest. He smells absolutely amazing. Your attention doesn't stay on the movie for that long. Instead, you opted to watch your boyfriend. Though you look at him all the time, he still looks just as mesmerizing as the first time you saw him. You still remember the first time you saw him - he had just gotten out of the Hellfire room, cheering with his friends. It must have been a good game. He didn't expect someone to walk around the corner, and neither did you. He had caught you just before you hit the ground, his hands holding you steady. From then on, you were a goner.

Gareth moves to look at you, checking to see if you had fallen asleep, but is surprised when he sees your eyes still open.

"Not cold anymore?"

You quickly shake your head. You stopped being cold a while ago, finally cuddled up with him underneath a thick layer of blankets.

"Good," he smiles, pressing a kiss to your forehead before averting his gaze back to the movie.

You can hear the wind outside, howling as it races past the house. The small patter of raindrops can be heard as they splash against the windows. But you don't care. You're not outside. You are inside, warm, comfortable, and cuddled up with Gareth.

There is nothing better than that.

#gareth emerson #stranger things #gareth emerson imagine #gareth emerson oneshot #gareth emerson x reader #stranger things imagine #stranger things oneshot #stranger things x reader

[kiyzeiin]

Okay so I love love LOVE the way you draw the monkey d family it FUELS MY SOUL. I’m new to this app and I have lived my whole life thinking nobody drew them due to there being a lack of it but HERE WE ARE!! I absolutely love the luffys mom design and need to know everything about her. May we have a fun fact abt her? (If not that’s cool too)

thank you sm!!! ABSOLUTELY. i love her too. was waiting for someone to ask. this might be a little long.

she acts JUST like luffy. same mannerisms and everything. not as “empty headed” or frivolous but you get the idea. confronting, loud, blunt, selfish to the point where she’s extraordinarily selfless, etc..

samoan-austronesian ofc !!

she’s an international big-time con artist who steals(pirates) from local corrupt, rich leaders of different islands through her sea voyaging. she rarely uses the money for herself, but for the purpose of gifting it to the poor people who really need it. it’s a robin hood allegory. she’s very bright and quick-witted. and beats people up if they deserve it most importantly

traveled usually with friends from her home village and sometimes new people met venturing. unironically, very good wayfinder. she can navigate extremely well even without the help of her best friend, who was their ship’s navigator. she did this for 10+ years. the government wishes she would explode.

garp is more or less angry about this but mostly because her bounty would only continue to rise. meaning it’s dangerous. at that point, he’s like “oi sole !! fine! whatever she can handle herself i guess. it’s not like i can stop her !” it’s so funny to me, he can’t control his kid, his grandkids to come, or his son in law who just so happens to be the most wanted criminal in the world 😭 no one listens to him. i’m sure he feels crazy. most of his aiga are considered criminals.

may or may not be a devil fruit user. probably not tbh.

i figured since oda keeps insisting that luffy looks just like garp when he’s young and when he’s older, i thought yeah exactly ! luffy’s the spitting image of his mum too.

her and dragon met on her island when they were young. i’d say around the age 14-16. when they married many years later, dragon took her last name for reasons iykyk

before they married though, her and dragon went voyaging as well. they did many revolutionary missions/undertakings together. even before dragon named the endeavor a “revolutionary army.” this was the beginning.

dragon developed feelings for her and of course, it took her a long while to realize this.

luffy’s mom knows dadan. she’s an old friend of hers. wink wink. this is why garp is familiar with dadan and trusted luffy (and ace)with her.

i’d like to think(i DO think) they gave luffy over to dadan for safety reasons if we’re being honest. this is why luffy probably never saw his biological mom.

i like to paint luffy with a bit of pink in his eyes, a feature his mom and his grandpa garp, and previous maternal family members inherit. notice how gear 5 has pink-reddish eyes too !

after luffy was born she doesn’t scheme as much. things happened. with her bounty it’s not safe to stay in one place, but she does get to relax in her home village on every good occasion. she kinda has to play hopscotch between islands so they won’t be targeted.

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these are just a couple of ideas i had about her. a little might change later but this is how i feel about her (possible) character. AUGHHH i really wish to expand more on this and draw more of her. i do have unfinished drawings of her in my cloud though. im super busy with college rn. i will post more art of the monkey d aiga (family) when i have the time to !!! i’m SO happy you like how i interpret them 💗💗💗

#luffys mom #monkey d dragon #monkey d luffy #monkey d garp #one piece #headcanons #i personally think she’d be cool asf #didn’t really consider herself a pirate until everyone else did cause she doesn’t like labels #high bounty so i guess that equates to pirate #she just does what she does #ask

[running-with-the-feels]

What happened to Hanzo’s mom? What was she like?

thank you so much for asking!!!!!

I go back and forth on it, but rn My hc is

Her name was Eiko and she was a blacksmith with the Shirai Ryu as well as a very skilled warrior. Even after she and Kaede left the clan to raise their family (and due to some ideological differences between Kaede and the grandmaster) she would run missions for them when needed.

The missions were never anything super dangerous, mostly reconnaissance and sabotage bc she had people she wanted to get back to, but she used to be very good at assassinations

She died while on what should have been a very routine mission when Hanzo was 12 and his younger siblings, twins Hana and Ryuji, were 5, and Kade never forgave the clan for asking her to go

Eiko was a very blunt woman, she said what she meant and meant what she said and didn't see much of an issue with that philosophy. Occasionally her words came off rather harsh but she didn't see much issue with that either

She was a master of the rope dart, which Hanzo learned to honor her

Could not cook to save her life, not even slightly.

She told the best stories tho, to the point where the other kids in town would bother her at work to get her to tell them stories. It got Hanzo a lot of street cred amongst his peers bc she was his mom and she was Cool

despite her bluntness, she was fundamentally kind. If you needed help, she would give it, end of. She wasn't always nice, but she was kind.

Hanzo was a mama's boy, he thought she was the coolest thing ever and wanted to be just like her when he grew up, even training to be a blacksmith

Eiko had her hair cut short to make it easier to manage in the forge, only long enough to tie it back into a ponytail

she also loved the colour green, it was her favorite and all her clothes had green in them.

Despite the fact that Kaede never really wanted to connect with his Ainu heritage, or pass it on to their kids, Eiko learned what she could from an ainu woman they lived near and made sure to pass those traditions on to Hanzo as well as she could. The woman, Chika, also babysat Hanzo and his siblings and passed lessons down that way

The biggest fight Eiko and Kaede ever had was over whether or not to give Hana Shinue (traditional Ainu tattoos) and Eiko only relented because they didn't know anyone who could actually do them

As per her wishes and Shirai Ryu custom, Eiko was cremated upon her death and her ashes were given to her husband and children

When he left, the urn with his mother's ashes and a few clothes were all Hanzo took with him, and he refuses to regret it even if he feels a bit guilty over taking her from them. In his mind, they got to keep her clothes and jewelry and pictures and the home she had lived in, so it was only fair that he got to keep this

Hanzo's rope dart was also made by her hand, she had forged it for herself but left it with the Shirai Ryu when she and Kaede left, with it being gifted to Hanzo by the grandmaster as a welcome present

lemme know if y'all wanna hear more about Hanzo's family

#Eiko Hasashi #Hanso is Ainu #hanzo hasashi #Kaede Hasashi #Hana Hasashi #Ryuji Hasashi #Hasashi Family #Shirai Ryu #mortal kombat #mortal kombat x #mortal kombat 11

[awwsd]

Death of the Endless: Show vs Comic

There has been much hoopla and many a meta about how the show (slightly) softens the Sandman’s characters, but after reading the comics I was most struck by Death of the endless and how different she is (she’s so much nicer in the show so far—) anyway I love them both so very dearly for different reasons so here are my rambly-ass thoughts in no particular order.

Show!Death

My angel sweetie baby cakes the love of my life, she would never throw bread at her brother ever in her life how could you even accuse her of such a thing????

She’s near tears now actually.

She’s trying so hard not to cry rn.

God, don’t you feel awful?

Absolutely would have freed Dream if she could, Something must have come up.

Sort of falls into the Wise and Perfect Woman stereotype, but I feel like there’s so much stress built up under there.

She is everyone’s Mom, but not in the fun wholesome way, in the the parentified way.

Loves humanity, loves to watch people make mistakes and grow from them, just wishes they didn’t fear her so much.

She’s so so sad so much all the time, but she hides it by being aggressively nice to the point people become actively concerned for her self preservation instincts.

I think she has a depression hoodie.

Stress bakes. It makes her smile :)

Taught herself guitar.

Beautiful and kind but unable to handle meaningful relationships because she’s not sure she deserves them.

Empathizes So Hard All The Time.

Not sure where she ends and everyone else begins. Maybe has some individuality struggles.

Love her because she is constantly on the verge of a mental breakdown and deserves to snap and be a Little Bit Worse, as a treat.

God I hope she’s meaner in season 2.

Comic!Death

Is actively having a mental breakdown at all times, tries to be nice, threw bread at Dream.

Would have thrown more if she could reach it.

She’s more powerful than you, she knows this, you knows this, she doesn’t particularly care because the universe is just Like That so it’s whatever.

Doesn’t have a solid understanding of what would actually, you know, kill someone.

She’s working on it, okay?

Kind of icky to look at, but like, in a hot way.

Tired older sister energy, wants very much to stay home and watch TV with her goldfish but UGH her little brother summoned the furies AGAIN.

Gotta get him out of this mess ig.

Loves her siblings but kind of incapable of vocalizing it.

I think she probably brings them fun new souls that she thinks they’d like, sort of like a crow brings shiny trinkets or something.

Mommy issues (Listens to Mitski on a loop and cries.)

Would probably be nicer if she ever got to take a nap but she hasn’t slept in over a century.

Channels her negative energy into mild pettiness and aggressive manic pixie dream girl energy.

She’s also sad, I think that’s the throughline here.

Everyone tells her she’s So Nice and her words are So Profound.

But that’s only because they can’t tell her insults aren’t jokes.

Got beaten up by some guy once because she followed him into a dark alleyway for funsies.

Makes Faustian deals with people.

For funsies.

Love her because she means well but just kind of fails, by the cosmic nature of her very being.

#letwomenbebitchy2023

It’s my favorite character trait.

#awwsd thoughts #sandman #death of the endless #dc comics #awwsd writing #the sandman

[vulpixhoney]

I'm definitely just yelling into the void but I'm sharing my Luke Castellan playlist (again) and analyzing some of my songs choices because I have. brain worms. about these books. so character study with music

I have like 8+ hours of song in this playlist bc I've been adding to it for years so here are some highlights I'm thinking about rn

1. would've could've should've - Taylor Swift

but like. it's for him and Kronos you know. "And I damn sure never would've danced with the devil. At nineteen" literally dancing with the devil at 19. Kronos has been manipulating Luke since he was 17, taking his anger at the gods and twisting it into something that Kronos could use and abuse. And I think (imo) that even before TLO when Luke sacrifices himself he starts to regret joining Kronos but is so far in it now he can't turn back. Like he was a kid, he was seventeen. And even after that he's still young. He dies at 23/24, I'm 23 right now and I can't imagine getting literally possessed and having to kill yourself bc you got manipulated at a young age and made terrible choices. also "If you never touched me, I would’ve. Gone along with the righteous" if Kronos didn't reach out to him and one of his worst moments this wouldn't have happened. Yes Luke was angry and vengeful and burning with rage for the gods but he wouldn't have gotten that far without Kronos

2. sanity - paramore

him and his descent/fall from grace, but also his relationship with Hermes and the rest of the gods. "If I fall on my knees, I hear you laughing. If I call out your name, you don't come" taking this for his relationship with the gods/Hermes: the first line is like, when he fails his quest and has to go confront them and feels like they're looking at him with pity. And they gave him a nothing quest too, it was something that had already been done by Heracles, he's being given this quest just for the sake of quest-giving, it's nothing. And then he fails, and feels like he's being mocked, mocked by the people he just wants to notice him. And then the second line shows how absent the gods are in their children's lives. When Luke confronts Hermes at 14/15 when on the run he gets mad because he would pray and call for Hermes to help him during his mom's episodes. He was a little boy calling out for help, for the something the gods caused. And it was crickets. Hermes never came, never showed, never helped him. He was just left there alone. And then also at camp, Luke was counselor of the Hermes cabin, where all the unclaimed children are shoved, to be forgotten about by the gods. "No one home, but the void is loud.Echoes around my empty house... This must be the void they always talk about" honestly I see this when he's possessed by Kronos. Like he has another being inside him, taking over, piloting his body over him. His consciousness was obviously still there bc Annabeth and Percy were able to help him break free and stop Kronos. So what was he doing, could he feel anything? Could he feel everything and not be able to do anything? It must have been terrifying, and again he would've only been like maybe 22? when Kronos possessed him

3. sidewalk chalk - Annalise Emerick

this one for me is like quintessential my feeling about Luke, Thalia, and Annabeth. In the song she sings about a childhood friend she no longer talks too but thinks about often thinks about and wishes well. I see this mostly with like Annabeth. "I'm living my dreams right now The ones we used to talk about" She grew up with him, and is now going to continue growing up without him. She probably blabbed about her dreams of being an architect the way that kids always do, and now she's the architect of Olympus and is doing really well for herself. And probably thinks back to when she was a kid with Luke and Thalia.

4. I don't like my mind - mitski

I think that his anger at the gods was driving him mad, but Kronos' influence really pushed over the edge. Also going back to before, his living in his body that another being has control over, "Inside the walls of my skull waiting for its turn to talk". Ethan tells Percy that he thinks Luke is still in there, fighting back, trying to regain control over his body and his mind. And since he definitely was, he was probably in there spiraling about how he got to that point and all that he'd done and who'd hr become. Because once Annabeth helps him break through he is obviously regretful and wants to atone. "so please don’t take, Take this job from me" job/life. but also, him working for Kronos at that point was all he had. Literally. His job for Kronos was his lite He had given everything up at that point, and Kronos would routinely threaten Luke if/when he fails. Punishing Luke with nightmares and then forcing Luke to take him as a host bc he failed during the Atlas plan.

rapid fire songs I put in the playlist that I think about a lot:

eat your young - Hozier (obviously. I mean the gods ya know)

day after tomorrow - Phoebe bridgers (he's a soldier)

save me - Noah kahan (even after everything he's done Annabeth still tries to save him)

used to be young - Miley Cyrus (he was seventeen)

bad believer - st. Vincent (he's blasphemous what can I say)

#percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #luke castellan #spotify playlist #Spotify #im pinning this like it's my report card on the fridge

[peligrosapop]

I can’t sleep and have a headache, I’m in pain and sober ( weed would help 2/3 at the least)for some stupid reason. So, I’ll rant.

I went skating (as in skateboard) yesterday

did my first ever 50-50 trick (skate trick) at 40

but also pulled a muscle in my upper thigh and I’m limping a bit and it hurts. (Hi, It’s me, Pedri without free accessible healthcare)

A girl flirted/hit on me and I can’t thinking about it bc, maybe I liked the attention? and she’s cute? I get plenty of attention at home though, dunno wtf is going on.

I forgot to call my mom on her bday but I called her today and we talked like an hour and it was nice. I like my mom a lot. I don’t want her to die, ever. My dad’s death anniversary was last week and I just realized yesterday. None of us surviving family members said anything either, guess we rather forget.

The call with mom also made me realize I barely call anyone anymore, ever. Last time my older sister called I didn’t pick up and have ghosted her since. I told my mom I’m being anti social atm. I need to call my pregnant younger sister. I guess I’m the asshole.

I text with a lot of people that I don’t know IRL and have neglected a lot of my IRL friends. I even have neglected online friends I like a lot. I still chat people a bit too much, I’m afraid.

I think my current obsession with Barça on tumblr and tumblr in general helps me focus on something else but myself when I’m stuck creatively or emotionally.

I need to finish writing 4 songs that I started and are almost done. One about staring at your crush, one about dreaming of people that have passed away, one about Messi (in the most non-obvious way) and one about leaving everything behind to move somewhere else to remake your life. It is annoying to feel like I can’t when I’m perfectly able to. They are 80-90% done.

Right now I’m in between jobs doing some gigs and the break in routine and extra time to do fun stuff things has been , instead of being liberating, weird.

My fav girl friend has been really busy lately and I fucking hate it. I feel needy. And I hate it.

My boyfriend is amazing, thank god he’s there. My bff. I am a mess rn. He was trolling me a week ago saying “I read this list of symptoms of depressed people and you checked out most of them” and I laughed at him and he was like 😅. I’m not depressed. It’s okay. I have depressive tendencies from anxiety but that’s it. I’m a hedonist most of the time, anyway. 🤣 Very few fucks given but active existencial dread.

My health/body has been changing since I hit 40 and it’s pissing me off. Also I kinda stop caring care of myself for a second but getting back on track. Also need to start saving money for all the “hey you hit 40 so you may have this” health test, like cancer screenings and shit. But hey, better old than dead.

and….I need a hug. And to write poems but they won’t come out. I don’t need anyone to do anything. I just need to get it out of my system.

I wish you were here and not so far away, you know this. I punched my pillow today like I told you I wanted to. I wish it was easier.

We had a friend as a house guest for a week and he just left today without telling us, even though he was supposed to be here 2 more weeks and now he said he is with a dude we don’t talk to anymore. lol wtf is wrong with people?! can’t they be normal?!!!! You can say you wanna go see a friend, why just disappear and tell us a one like text when we asked where the fuck you are. He may come back? I dunno ahahahah. Maybe its our bad for having a bunch of moody musicians as friends.

Also, like my bf jokes all the time….when I die, be happy for me because I won’t have to pay any more bills.

Maybe this was too real but IDGAF. The end.

#mental health rant #buenas noches

[blueeyedheizer]

1.6k celebration - blurb event

rules

you can send up to two prompts

the list is kind of long because I will only use each prompts once. this is the main difference with my previous blurb events! first come first serve kinda :)

please do not mass request <3 and finally please please pleeeease bear with me and my slowness. i'm still struggling to write rn so like. uh. yeah. be patient 😭

characters:

-matt, matthew connellly

-michael gray, j cody

-seb jacobs, frank mccullen, four

-cassie howard, pippa

-eddie munson, chrissy cunningham (no smut)

(i'll be privileging requests for sydney and stranger things bc I wanna write more for them — but feel free to request for whoever you want from the list :))

prompts:

#1 "Just shut up! I'm not as fragile as you think I am, I don't need protecting!"

#2 "This is a one time thing”

#3 “bend over the desk”

#4 “I guess I’ll just get off all by myself then”

#5 "you shouldn’t be alone right now.  i’ll take the couch,  it’ll be fine."

#6 "well, i can think of some ways to wear you out. 

#7 "i didn’t have anywhere else to go.”

#8 "i'll never forget you."

#9 "Don't go [on that date/mission/business trip/ to *destination*...]." "Why?" "You know why."

#10 “i want to taste you”

#11 “my mom/dad adores you.”

#12 "babe, you can barely keep your eyes open...let's go."

#13 “touch me and you lose”

#14 “When we get home I’m cuffing you to the bed and going down on you all night until my jaw is sore.”

#15 "man, fuck that guy. go show her what she’s missing. “

#17 “tell me that there was some truth to it.” “...come on. i don’t want to do this.” “tell me it wasn’t all in my fucking head, [name].”

#18 “stop— stop talking!” “why? you can’t even face your own mistake?”

#19 "I don’t want you to be alone tonight and honestly, I don’t really want to be alone either.”

#20 "I'm really not in the mood." "You never are."

#21 "I love you."

#22 “y'know, i was hoping to make a sandwich but seeing as you're here already, wearing that, i'd rather have something else to eat.”

#23 "I'm sorry I couldn't make you happy." "don't ever say that...you made me so happy."

#24 "that’s the sixth time you’ve complimented me today.”

#25 "I'd hold onto something if I were you."

#26 "You don’t love me anymore, do you?”

#27 “I wonder what your girlfriend/boyfriend would do if they knew what you were doing right now.”

#28 “You're so beautiful.”

#29 "It’s really hard seeing you/him/her with him/her everyday.”

#30 “There will always be a part of you that wishes you could be with him/her."

#31 "she’s everything i ever wanted, but i don’t want to risk losing her as a friend."

#32 "look, i don't know if i’m the kind of person you need or even want right now. but i’m looking around and i’m the only one who’s here.

#33 "If I never see you again, just know that I love you so, so much.”

#34 "We've been by each other's sides for years, you think I'm gonna leave now?"

#35 "did you fake it?"

#36 "i heard what you said...no one's ever talked about me that way before.."

#37 "i asked if you were having a party. i didn’t tell you to have a party.

#38 "If you die, I’m going to kill you"

#39 "You’ve got thirty seconds to explain to me what you’re doing here."

#40 "It’s amazing how fast the world can go from bad to total shit storm.”

#41 "What do you got?” "Uh...A headache.”

#42 ”Are you alright?” “I will be.”

#43 ''you only call me when you want to hook-up.'' '' that was part of the agreement, wasn't it? ''

#44 "We're in public you know." “I really don’t care, you look hot and I’m trying not to fuck you senseless right now”

#45 “I could just pull your bikini bottoms to the side, no one will notice”

#46 Think anyone will notice if I start fingering you right now?”

#47 "you're an idiot" / "but i'm your idiot"

#48 "Look...I know we broke up, but you know that you aren't any less important to me now, right?"

#49 "Spread your legs."

#50 "You're perfect... everything about you is perfect"

#51 "One more word out of you and I’ll bend you over the table and fuck you in front of everyone”

#O you can also suggest a prompt from my previous prompt lists :)

#michael gray x reader #cassie howard x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x reader #chrissy cunningham x reader #michael gray fanfic #cassie howard x fem!reader #stranger things x reader #euphoria x reader #ben hardy x you #ben hardy x reader #four/billy x reader #frank mccullen x reader #seb jacobs x reader #pippa x reader #sydney sweeney x reader #cassie howard smut #michael gray smut

[casliveblog]

Custom Toonami Block Week 152 Rundown

Spy X Family: After the foreshadowing last week we introduce Fiona properly and the r34 kinda spoiled this one for me because the joke is supposed to be that she wants in on the big operation and she’s seen as a glory hound but it’s really that she likes Loid and is pissy about not being picked to be his wife the one time he needs a fake marriage. I don’t know if I’d have figured it out before the punchline but it’s still pretty funny to watch Anya read her mind and hear here thoughts SCREAM about how much she loves him while she’s wearing a stoic face. She picks at Yor’s insecurities about her home ec skills and tries to not so subtly talk to Loid in code about how Yor isn’t a good fit for the mission despite everyone telling her him suddenly getting a new wife out of nowhere would be massively sus, like we just saw Fiona vent. Also Anya gets some really good moments of propping Yor up and affirming her love for her when she finds out Fiona wants to go Tiger Mom on her and I really wish Anya got more of this instead of ‘she’s bad at everything but it’s okay because she’s cute’ like it’s way more interesting to see her leverage her unique advantage from mind-reading in her own limited way than just kinda bungle through things. Still the episode does a good job of making Fiona’s feelings sympathetic without putting her in the right, like it’d be a problem if we thought she was a heartless witch or if she really was better than Yor for the mission but neither of those happen and she’s able to see Loid has genuine affection for his new family and for now is willing to step back a bit, though she decides on the new mission she has with Loid that she’ll try again. Also the whole ass end credits play before the B-plot kicks in so idk but it’s a cute little vignette about Bond ripping up Anya’s stuffed animal and them making up after a spat, it’s pretty cute and shit.

Inuyasha: More Kohaku action this time and he is forced to kill all the castle guards and steal The Baby back before Sango comes by and is like ‘shit, not again bro’ and he’s conscious for it the whole time and actively crying about it. Meanwhile Abi’s fighting Inuyasha still and is just like ‘oh shit guess it was a normal human castle, oh well god my blood, gonna peace out’. Kohaku suddenly remembers that Sango is his sister and that he killed his parents, getting over the memory block he’s had for half the series and getting past his grief by deciding to take his chance to try and kill Naraku to atone. Sango’s back to mulling over her options because even if she gets Kohaku back there’s no telling if Naraku will still be able to control him or if he’ll even want to live (spoiler, rn he doesn’t) so she decides agaian to try and kill him herself despite deciding that was a bad idea the past few times at the last second but she runs into some of the villagers Kohaku saved and takes solace in the fact there’s still some good in his heart. Both Inuyasha and Kagura’s group come to the same conclusion around the same time that the Baby is Naraku’s heart that was split from Hakudoshi. Miroku and Sango have a nice wholesome moment where he deliberately doesn’t undercut it with a fondling joke Naraku also dispels the barrier around Abi’s nest which Abi didn’t even know was there until her mom pointed it out but yeah now Inuyasha will be able to sniff her out and come get her but Kikyo sends her little cherubs out to warn him it’s probably a trap.

Yu Yu Hakusho: This one’s all about Hiei’s backstory, in a nutshell Hiei’s tribe are like the Gerudo and he’s the Ganondorf of the bunch except instead of making him king they murder him as a baby and slutshame his mom. Apparently Hiei’s just that badass that he was born with full consciousness like Ray from Promised Neverland and he grew up wanting to burn down his hometown which is hard because they’re a bunch of floating ice nomads but both Yukina and his mom’s friend Rui are on board for Plan Hiei Revenge Genocide Mk3 because throwing anyone with testicles off a cliff is not exactly a stable form of government. Hiei’s also looking for his birthright, the jewel of his mother’s tear from when he was born and now carries the same from Yukina, this is a lot of sidequests for Hiei in the last like ten episodes but we’ve got some character building to do I guess. Meanwhile Mukuro has set 500 A-class demons on Hiei and considering Hiei himself is supposed to be an A-class at this point I’m really starting to think the letters don’t mean a damn thing or every time they throw them around to sound important they really mean ‘bottom of this class so we can kinda sound tough’ like theoretically every demon on that list should be stronger than Toguro and somehow I’m not seeing ‘lizard guy with a mace’ as beating Toguro. Either way it’s been six months of Hiei carving his way through nominally strong guys and getting about as much sleep as I did in college and Mukuro’s like ‘okay for real this time just one more strong dude and we’re done and you can be in my inner circle’. Turns out it’s the doctor that gave Hiei the Jigan eye because that’s the only other thing we’ve fleshed out about him at this point and he needs to be haunted by all his demons at once damnit. Like it just feels kinda weird to retcon that Hiei actively made himself weaker when he got the surgery for all the eye has done for him over the course of the series (pretty much jack shit) and then also half-retcon that the doctor told him to not tell Yukina he was her brother because he just gets off on that I guess, no idea how you run a demon back alley doctor’s office on monkey’s paw promises but sure, like Hiei mentions he wouldn’t have told her anyway but it seems like a weird thing to throw in like we’re trying to explain why Hiei was only every exactly as strong as he needed to be to look cool at any given time but it translates his growth into recovery meaning all the power of friendship and relying on others has done for him all series is sorta slightly helped him get back to where he was without it a little faster.

Jujutsu Kaisen: Now we get the Oceans 11 montage of how Mahito pulled off the Finger Heist (also a few other cursed thingies that will probably be important later) basically long story short they keep the fingers in a dimensional maze and Mahito spiritually peed on the finger they confiscated from him so he could smell his spiritual pee to find the right door and sneak into the vault and take all the fingers. So I guess that takes the ‘why don’t we just jam fingers into Yuji till he’s strong enough?’ question off the table, and also like several people are dead and Coatrack guy is just talking about coatracks so he isn’t much help. Still Todo brings up a good point that being all sullen won’t help anyone and pretending they care so much about faceless mooks they didn’t know is hypocritical so we get to the real meet of the collab event: baseball… wait, baseball? Yeah apparently Gojo sensed we needed a filler episode so he slipped baseball into the Goblet of Fire which results in me getting to see Nobara in a baseball uniform which is one of my secret fetishes so I am literally game. It’s a fun little wrapup though like just kinda putting a cap on the relationships that came to a head during the arc, getting some really funny jokes in and alleviating the sense of anti-climax that happens whenever bad guys jump into one of these Chunin Exam arcs like the people who really wanted to see the end of Sasuke vs Gaara. But yeah, Tokyo wins at the end of the day and it’s kind of ironic that The Boondocks kickball episode had more anime bullshit than an actual bullshit anime baseball episode like for the most part everyone’s just playing fair.

Zom 100: Akira’s still in his zombified state under Neo Capitalism but luckily the series is smart enough to not beat us over the head with that for the whole episode so we get the theme by proxy by finally getting Shizuka’s backstory. Her dad was… uhhh Gozaburo Kaiba I think, but yeah he’s the one that put the ideas of success by any measure, to the point where he even said her marrying wasn’t necessary (idk bro seemed like he did it at some point unless he reproduced asexually) and yeah he also killed her puppy because if you thought the adorable puppy was gonna survive the backstory this must be your first anime backstory. But yeah they make it very clear that the balance between ‘need’ and ‘want’ is the theme of the episode and the whole series really. Shizuka finds the bucket list and surprisingly Akira’s boss is willing to let her and Tencho go while gaslighting Akira into staying which is actually more decent than I thought he’d be like given he’s basically eyehumping Shizuka I thought for sure he’d be like ‘nah everyone stays’ given there’s no logic to his leadership anyway and if this was the Walking Dead this guy would have a broken bottle in his neck like a week ago. But yeah Shizuka gives Akira back the list and inspires him to be like ‘yeah thanks for everything but we’re going now and if that’s not good enough for you kindly fuck off, thanks.’ And of course as a climax the truck stop gets a zombie outbreak that Akira gets to sort out and save his boss’s life while demolishing any respect anyone had for his leadership ability and everyone gets to get the fuck out of dodge while Shizuka gets to give a good speech about enjoying the moment to show off her character development so that’s cool. I think her switch happened a little fast but I also kinda like that the way they pull her out of her mindset is by watching someone else make the same mistakes since you’re more likely to give someone else good advice than take it from yourself because psychology is a bitch.

Ranking of Kings: The time has finally come for the final battle, Bosse!Daida vs Bojji! Bosse gives Miranjo his apologize and then an ultimatum to everyone else, swear loyalty to him under his real name or die for the sake of Daida’s kingdom he had for like three days. Everyone reflects on their tragic backstories and the love they’ve shared and watched as Bojji’s grown and unanimously decide to stand by his side and reclaim the real Daida. It’s really cool how when Bojji looks around at them he sees the weakest parts of each of the Big Four, Sword Guy’s mechanical hand, Shield Guy’s missing foot, Spear Guy’s trembling knees from his torn loyalty, and he reflects on the tenderest parts of each of them as they fought for what they loved and decides he’s gonna fight Bosse solo. Everyone’s kind of nervous but Bojji FUCKING OWNS Bosse!Daida, bro can’t even TOUCH Bojji as he’s Attack on Titaning around and busting up his weapon and disabling his body he doesn’t even land a fucking hit on Bojji bro, eventually Bosse has to admit defeat and tries to smash Miranjo but Bojji’s able to stop him so they can reflect on what has to be done properly. Apparently the only way to get Daida back is to kill Miranjo which I don’t really understand since the Dad Shake she had Daida drink didn’t really have any direct link to her but I guess it’s more dramatic. Also there’s a plot about the demon also having the key to fixing Ouken but we don’t get any more on that just yet. But yeah, Bojji promises to save Miranjo from the demon and breaks her mirror, sending her and Bosse’s souls free but her’s is dragged into the demon’s stomach to be tortured by the demon’s stomach demons for all eternity.

Vinland Saga: We find out that Leif’s been making as much money as he can to buy and liberate as many slaves as possible but given that slaves are really expensive and all you have to do to get one is capture some dude he’s not really making a dent. Meanwhile he’s in York while Canute is making his entrance for the big meeting he’s gonna have with King Daddy when he gets shot. But aha! Askeladd’s pulled a beginning of Attack of the Clones on everyone and instead of effeminate Canute it’s slightly more effeminate big titty female slave Canute that took the crossbow arrow. Meanwhile Thorfinn tracks down the assassin and murders him in front of Leif with all the chance meeting grace of a high schooler falling on a titty. He begs Thorfinn to come back and see his dying mother but Thorfinn’s just like ‘yeah how’s that fairy tale world you told me about doin’ huh?’ still Leif says he’ll stay in town if he reconsiders. Now we get the full extent of Askeladd’s plan which is like five layers of ‘but he knows what I know that he knows what I know that he knows’ and essentially they wrapped up the king in the Chains of Commanding and make sleighting Canute a bad look while making Canute seem important and feeding his spy info that will make him complacent and put up a false sense of security. Now for the final scene we have a pretty cool deal of Thorfinn getting his duel with Askeladd again but meanwhile Thorfinn still has a broken fucking arm, now I have two theories as to why Thorfinn’s pushing for the fight right now (aside from just wanting to get it done because he’s a revenge-driven murder monkey). 1. He just saw Leif and is genuinely wanting to get the revenge out of his system so he can take Leif up on his offer and return with him under the false assumption that killing Askeladd will heal all the turmoil inside him. 2. Seeing Leif reminded him of how little progress he’s made in the past eleven years and he’s just an angry little pissbaby with the encounter refreshing the pain and memory of his father’s death that has at least dulled somewhat into a low heat of hatred in his heart. But either way Askeladd has some other shit to do first and Bjorn’s off his deathbad long enough to be killed by Askeladd’s hand, saying all he wanted was to be Askeladd’s friend even if it was a lie in the end. He did it not because he wanted to go to Valhalla because I’m pretty sure Valhalla still counts as long as you got the wound in battle even if you die days later, but because Askeladd was the ideal man to him and that’s how he wanted to die. Askeladd admits Bjorn was his only true friend, maybe sincerely, maybe just to put him at peace before he dies, but he puts his second in command to rest either way. Then he fucking turns to Thorfinn and basically goes ‘okay I got my adulting done, guess I have to deal with your petty childish bullshit now huh?’.

#ooc #Toonami #Custom Toonami Block #Spy X Family #Inuyasha #Yu Yu Hakusho #Jujutsu Kaisen #Zom 100: Bucket List of the Dead #Ranking of Kings #Vinland Saga

[planetariumx]

Saw Ur Mom At The Grocery Store

Nancy Wheeler x fem!reader (this one's for my fellow girlies who love girlies)

Word Count: 1.7k (with lyrics in bold, also yes I know the one line mentions playlists on phones but just pretend it says cassette or something lol)

Summary/Warnings: Based on the song of the same title by Abby Cates (literally obsessed with it rn pls go listen!) Reader has been in love with her best friend Nancy for as long as she can remember, but things don't always work out in Hawkins do they? Oops it's all pining! very angsty but I gave it a happy ending as a treat. Jonathan and Nancy are platonic in this. NO SPOILERS FOR ST4, slight spoilers for the first 3 seasons, takes place some time between 2 & 3

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I saw your mom at the grocery store

She said “I miss you, hope you’re doing well and I wish we saw you more”

You’re walking down the aisles in the small grocery store, scanning the shelves for the things on your list. The smell of freshly cleaned floors and the headache inducing fluorescent lights numbing your senses. A familiar voice cuts through your focus. Turning towards the source, you come face to face with Karen Wheeler. 

Cause you haven’t talked to me in at least six months

I thought that I was healed but now I’m open like a cut

Cause I saw your mom at the grocery store

And she asked me how I was

“How are you these days? It’s been so long since we’ve seen you! I’m sure Nancy would love to see you!” she continues on about what she has been up to. You’re not really listening but when she starts to say her goodbyes, you almost blurt it out.

“How’s Na- um how’s Holly?” genius save, totally not noticeable. Lucky for you, Mrs. Wheeler doesn’t seem to pick up on your little slip up, more than happy to talk about her youngest child. You’re just about to stop her with some lame excuse but she glances at her watch with a gasp. 

“Oh my, I’ve just been talking your ear off hon! I really should get home and start dinner, have a good one dear!” and with that she rushes off to pay for her groceries. 

I should’ve told her the truth 

That I don’t know who I am after you 

And I can’t stand to look at that fucking pair of shoes I used to wear with you

Or the pictures that I framed of you

Oh I feel like I’m split in two 

But I asked about your sister instead

Cause that’s what nice girls do

Of course, Mrs. Wheeler didn’t know your true relationship with her oldest daughter, it is the 80’s after all. And you never even dated, not really. You had been friends since you were kids, you did everything together. You were in middle school when you realized how you really felt about her but were too scared to say anything, so you buried it. 

Then in high school, everything with Steve and the Upside Down happened. No matter what, you were always there for each other. You grew closer and your feelings for her only increased. When she broke up with Steve, you decided to take your chance. 

Driving home the roads all look the same to me

I pass your house, I block out all the memories

You and Nancy were hanging out in her room, some pop song playing over her radio, the light floral scent of the detergent her mom used floating through the air. Sunlight streaming in through the window, warming you as you lay on her bed. She sat at the end of it on the floor flipping through a magazine. 

“Hey Nance?” you began shakily, she hummed in response. You stared up at the ceiling, took a deep breath and continued. 

“So you know we’ve been friends for years, and we always tell each other everything right? Well there’s sorta something I’ve never told you, or anyone for that matter…” She could tell you were nervous so she moved to sit on the bed next to you and waited for you to continue.

“I- well I like girls, like in a romantic way ya know?” you picked at your nails, trying to stop your hands from shaking. 

“And there’s this girl I like, she’s really smart and kind and so beautiful. We get along really well but I’ve always been scared to say anything because I don’t want to lose her as a friend. But I can’t keep pretending, it hurts too much to see her with someone else and now I have a chance and I’m not giving it up this time I-” you take a deep breath, forgetting to breathe during your little speech. 

“I think I love you, Nancy, I think I have since we were kids.” you can’t look at her, the silence too heavy as it drags on. You mentally beg her to say something, anything, just to put you out of your misery. And then something completely unexpected happens. Her hand gently tilts your chin up so you have nowhere to look but at her. Her eyes are soft and full of love and your heart starts to beat again. She leans down and your lips meet, it takes a minute to sink in and then you’re kissing her back. It’s all smiles and happy tears and you feel like you’re flying. 

“I think I love you too” she whispers when you break apart for air. 

But good things never seem to last long in this town. Shortly after that, everything went to shit again, and you had to push your feelings to the back burner for now. But ‘for now’ turned into months, you and Nancy grew apart, you didn’t talk about what happened between you. You had expected her to come to you, maybe you were still scared to make a move. But no matter how long you sat at the phone, or stared out the front window hoping to see her, she never showed. 

Tired of waiting, you decided to take matters into your own hands, so you drove to where she worked, practicing what you would say when you saw her. But when you got there, you saw her with Jonathan Byers, and she was laughing at something he said. Your heart sank, unshed tears stinging in your eyes as you watched them drive off in his car.

I should’ve let her know that I deleted all the playlists on my phone 

Cause every time that song plays I just wanna call you 

So I meditate now but the silence is almost just as loud

You drove home in a daze, locked yourself in your room, and sobbed into the pillows on your bed. Then the sadness turned to anger, at her, at Jonathan, but mostly at yourself for waiting so long. Why didn’t you just call her? Why were you still so scared of losing her that you hid from her? You just ended up losing her anyway. 

You took down all the pictures you had with her, put them in a shoebox in your closet with all the cassette tapes she had given you. On top of the box sat a pair of shoes that you used to wear because she said she liked them once. Sure it’s cliche but you were distraught. You avoided going places you knew she could be, hiding like a coward because you were too scared to see her again. Really only leaving the house when your mom needed you to pick something up from the store.

I should’ve told her the truth

I’ve been terrified for months of seeing you

Oh I’ll never be the same

And that’s how you ended up standing alone in the bread aisle watching Mrs. Wheeler get in her car and drive away, desperately trying to keep the tears from falling. 

You don’t really remember how you got home, just dropping the bag of food on the kitchen counter and trudging to your room, ignoring the questions from your mom. All the feelings came back to the surface as you slid to the floor, feeling your heart turn to glass and fall to the bottom of the deep aching pit in your stomach, shattering like it does every time. Too numb to put the pieces together just yet. Content to let the sadness pull you under. 

You don’t get much sleep that night, never even moved from your spot on the floor. But now the sun beams that signaled a new day are shining directly in your eyes. You slowly sit up, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and looking around. The muffled sound of the  phone ringing cuts through the silence, your mom shouts from downstairs, says it’s for you. 

So you pull yourself off the floor and make your way to the phone, grumbling a half-asleep ‘hello’ into the line. The voice that comes through the receiver jolts you fully awake. 

“Hey, it’s Nancy… Can we talk? In person?” the sound of her voice stirs the shards of your heart, making you feel light headed. You make a plan to meet at the park in an hour, and you rush back to your room to put on fresh clothes. 

She’s already there when you arrive, beaming at you when she sees you. The pit in your stomach suddenly doesn’t seem so dark. She pulls you into a big hug when you reach her, tears you didn’t know you still had start to roll down your cheeks. She hears you sniffle and pulls back, wiping the drop with her thumb. Nancy takes your hand and leads you to a secluded area with a bench, beckons you to sit with her, and begins to speak.

“Listen, I know things have been crazy recently, but I’m so sorry for not reaching out sooner. I guess I thought maybe you didn’t mean it or you didn’t want to talk about it. My mom said she saw you yesterday and I just knew I had to see you again. I would have called right away but I was so scared that you would hate me. Jonathan said I should just go for it, said that even if nothing came of it, at least I tried. So here I am, and I still feel the same way I did before, I just hope I’m not too late.” She’s looking at you as she finishes what she needed to say. Her eyes are glossy, and now it’s her turn to silently beg you to say something. 

So you decide to do what she did before, you cup her cheek and lean in. Your lips meet and she lets out a relieved sigh, her hand holding yours on her cheek. Those glass shards of your heart start to put themselves back together and you once again feel like flying. 

You spend the rest of the day with Nancy, catching up after so long apart. She takes you to the grocery store and buys your favorite snacks, and you spend the night laughing in her room where it all started. And when you get home the next day, you dig through your closet and pull out that shoebox with a smile on your face. Maybe good things do happen in this town.

#nancy wheeler x reader #stranger things fic #my writing #reader insert #nancy wheeler #fem!reader #stranger things #song inspired #nancy wheeler x fem!reader #saw ur mom at the grocery store

[confessions-official]

joined a new friend group around a year ago after getting out of a reeeeally bad toxic friendship, and there's a girl in this group who i have the biggest crush on. like, I've always thought she was really cool, ever since elementary school (in senior year of hs rn), but ever since joining this group and getting to know her more, I've just kept on finding more things to love abt her.

like she's so fun to talk to (esp when she smiles or laughs, it's so cute!!) and she's always been so sweet to me, and she's also really blunt, which is such a breath of fresh air after that toxic friendship (which suffered from nooooo communication, on both our ends).

it just kinda sucks that i can't like... talk to anyone abt this crush, since the only friends I'd feel somewhat comfortable speaking of it with are in the friend group, and i really wouldn't be able to handle it if she found out (my mental health's been on the rocks for years, and the anxiety i'd feel if she found out from someone else, and then talked to me abt it would prolly cause a bit of a breakdown 😭).

and sometimes i feel bad abt liking her romantically, bc even though she's gay and does like being my friend (so i know she wouldn't have a problem w me crushing on her), i still have some internalized homophobia from when i was young to work thru. plus im just not as close to her as the rest of the group, so sometimes i feel like i just dont have the "right" to wanna date her; like i dont know her as well as they do so i shouldnt think there's even a chance that she'd like me back. i know rationally that that is an ABSURD thought, and that it's perfectly fine to crush on her, but sometimes it's hard to convince myself of that. i wish i could just talk my feelings out w someone so i could be reassured that this is like... alright. that im not in the wrong for liking her. i keep trying to give myself that reassurance but it's not quite the same as it would be if it came from someone else lol.

i usually talk to my mom about this kind of stuff, bc she's been really kind and helpful w my recent mental health issues + general social problems i have at school. but i happen to be a girl crushing on another girl, and my whole family happens to range from vaguely homophobic but would prolly accept me (my mom) to violently homophobic and would kick me out of the house (my dad), so it's not exactly the safest environment to talk abt it in.

i really just wanted to get this off my chest bc it's been almost a year since i first started crushing on her and the feelings are just getting stronger as time goes on. i really am happy to have these feelings, but it does feel really lonely to have to keep them to myself sometimes. (esp after our homecoming dance yesterday... i had a blast, but i just couldn't stop thinking abt how pretty she looked in her dress, and how much i wanted to just tell her how i felt. so i kinda felt like shit when i got home but it was still so much fun to be w that group lol). if i still feel this way by the time we graduate, I'll definitely tell her then, bc i dont wanna regret staying silent; and maybe if i feel safe enough, I'll come out to my mom at some point before graduation too. i really do like this girl a lot. she's wonderful :)

(also i hope anyone who's reading this has a lovely day! <3)

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#confession