#idk!! i know its fucking stupid!! people tell me that im just being an idiot for it!!! i know full well that i am!!!!

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Evermore (Chapter Three) ~ Tyler Galpin/Xavier Thorpe/Wednesday Addams x Reader

Summary: Your plan not to make any friends seems to kind of be going tits up at this point. Is this the beginning of your bi panic era?

TW: profanity, innuendo, referring to Xavier as a basic white boy idk if thats a tw tho im sorry lol

Word Count: 2,102 words

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Wednesday characters nor do I claim to own them.

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The next morning, Weems calls you into her office and informs you that since you were seeing a therapist back home, your parents have requested you to be referred to one Dr. Valerie Kinbott. You don’t really care. Therapy didn’t help you with your visions then and you don’t think it’ll help you now, but if playing their game lets you come home sooner, you’ll play. Also, it does help with non supernatural, normal life stuff, so you figure why not.

You walk into herbology class and take the same seat you did yesterday, between Xavier and where you’re pretty sure Wednesday will sit. Xavier is already there. When he sees you, he moves his bag off the seat where you’re moving toward.

“Saved it for you.”

You raise an eyebrow, “Uh, why?”

He shrugs, “I don’t know. Guess I wanted you to sit by me.”

“And what if I don’t want to sit by you?”

Xavier frowns slightly, “I guess I didn’t really think that far ahead.”

You stifle a laugh and put on an unimpressed face, “Well, I guess I can grace you with my radiant spresence for one more class.”

Xavier feels like an idiot for being so happy about you agreeing to sit next to him. It’s stupid, he feels like he’s back in middle school with a crush.

He clears his throat, “So, yesterday you said you’re going to Jericho after school?”

“You have an excellent memory,” you reply, dryly, “Yeah. I have an appointment with my shrink right after class, then I’ll see if I can find anything to do.”

“Dr. Kinbott?” Xavier asks, “She’s my shrink too. People with our abilities tend to need to talk it out. It’s nothing to be ashamed of.”

“I’m not ashamed,” you protest before scoffing, “But my abilities are way different than yours, Vincent Van Gogh,” you glance at the butterfly he’s drawing, “They just come out of fucking nowhere, it’s very inconvenient, let me tell you. I don’t get to just draw stuff and have it come to life. That shit’s really cool, actually.”

“Oh, so you think I’m cool?” Xavier smirks at you slightly, some hair falling across his face.

For a minute, you think his stupid, tall, skinny white boy ass looks kind of… Attractive?

No, no, no. You have a boyfriend. This is so not happening. You’re here to shut your parents up, maybe learn something about your weird ass visions, and get the fuck out. Back home to your friends and your boyfriend.

No, he is NOT attractive.

You roll your eyes, “I said your powers are cool, Daddy Long Legs, not you,” you pause, “You’re aight.”

Xavier looks at you, both a bit confused and amused at the same time, “Aight? What does that even mean?”

You shrug, “It’s a normie public school thing! Aight means aight, aight?”

Xavier smiles at you, “Aight.”

You nod, “Aight.”

“Aight.”

Xavier bursts out laughing and you can’t help but join him. You’re doing a really bad job at this whole “I’m not going to make any friends here” thing.

When you glance over at him, he’s already looking at you, so you quickly look away.

Okay, new rule. You can make friends, but you can’t think anyone is hot. Even if they are. Which Xavier is.

Shit.

Wednesday walks in and takes the seat on your other side.

“Morning, sunshine,” you grin wryly at her, “What are your plans for when we visit the cultural metropolis of Jericho?”

“I’ve never thought of it as a cultural metropolis,” she responds.

“Well, it’s the closest you’re gonna get to one, babe."

Wednesday tells you that she has a court-mandated appointment with her therapist in Jericho and so will definitely not be joining the rest of you in whatever “trivial juvenile behavior”, as she so delicately put it, you’re about to engage in, your jaw drops.

“What did you do to have the court mandate therapy?”

“Some idiots at my school thought they could humiliate my brother,” Wednesday responds, her face blank, “The chain of events essentially led to a piranha incident and one of the culprits having one less testicle.”

You stare at her for a minute, “Damn, that’s sick.”

“Please, as if I care what you think is demented-”

“No, like,” you shake your head, grinning at her widely and she swears she sees a glint of something insane in your eyes, “That’s awesome. Girl, you have balls of steel. Color me fucking impressed. I mean,” you gesture at her, “I knew you had the whole ‘I hate everyone, nothing matters to me, I’m dead inside’ little thing going on, but you’re a bad bitch. Respect.”

Wednesday gazes at you in what you assume to be confusion for a minute before responding, “…Thank you.”

And you’re being yelled at by Thornhill for flirting. Again.

You flip her off when her back is turned, earning a round of laughter from the class. She turns back quickly, but you’re already pretending to be studying. Marilyn Thornhill is pretty sure you’re going to be the cause of any grey hairs she gets while working this job.

You shoot a quick text to Amy.

Y/N: Bro, I have a biiiiigly problem as our former president would say

Amy: what up dude what’s your YUUUUUGE problem

Amy: is this a vision problem, do u need me to find james im heading off campus with leah for lunch but I can stay

Y/N: Nonononono this is a Y/N AND AMY SOLVE IT ON THEIR OWN AND DON’T NEED ANY PEOPLE OF THE PENILE PERSUASION TO HELP US TYPE OF PROBLEM

Amy: oooo my favorite kind!!!!! facetime me in twenty, can leah be on?

Y/N: okokok. Yeah bro they’re your s/o that makes them like my sibling in law

Amy: we’re not related bruh but ok

Finally the bell rings. Xavier turns to you.

“Do you wanna get coffee after your appointment?”

You give him, aka part of the reason for your whole needing Amy problem, a look, “You’re aware of the fact that I have a boyfriend, right?”

“Whoa there,” he raises his hands, “I wasn’t asking you out! I wanted to have coffee as friends. We are friends, aren’t we?”

“I’ve known you for less than twenty-four hours, my guy,” you laugh, “I don’t know if I can even call you an acquaintance yet,” you turn to Wednesday, “Um, what time is your appointment?”

She looks at you oddly, “Right after yours.”

“Cool. See you guys in Jericho or whatever, I guess.”

You run off to your dorm, needing to talk to Amy and get your head on straight.

“Your attempts to flirt with her are pathetic.”

Xavier rolls his eyes at Wednesday, “I’m just being friendly!”

“Tell that to the sketch you made of her when she wasn’t looking.”

Xavier looks at his notebook and sees a half finished drawing of you, more specifically, you when you laughed with him.

Dammit, he hates when Wednesday is right.

Back in your dorm, you’re babbling your problems to Amy and Leah frantically before Yoko or Enid or anyone else enters the room.

“And there’s this guy in my class, and he’s a total basic white boy-”

“Girl, you order pumpkin spice lattes, you don’t get to call anyone basic,” Leah rolls their eyes, “But continue.”

“Oh, thanks, you dick! Anyway, like, today I was looking at him and I was like, oh shit, he’s kinda hot.”

“He’s kinda hot though,” Amy hums, earning a laugh from Leah and a scowl from you, “Look, just because you have a boyfriend, doesn’t mean you can’t find other people attractive! Leah and I find other people attractive all the time, right, babe?”

“For sure,” Leah nods, “Y/N, you need to chill.”

“But there’s also this really cute girl,” you continue, “And she’s like super fucking goth and shit-”

“I think we’re entering Y/N’s bi panic era,” you hear Amy mumble to Leah, who snorts.

“And like, she’s really fucking cool! Like she’s an asshole, but-”

“But you are too,” Amy and Leah chime in, finishing your train of thought.

“Yeah, basically.

“Y/N, there’s nothing wrong with finding this guy and girl cute, okay? And, honestly, I think you need to make friends while you’re there,” Amy says, “You may not have had any visions yet, but I remember how bad they were getting. You need a support system.”

You nod, “Okay. Um, how’s James?”

“He’s fine,” Leah nods, thinking of their brother, “He misses you. But,” Leah gives you a kind look, “Long distance is hard. No one would blame you if you want to-”

Yoko walks in right around then with Wednesday and Enid, and so you yelp, “Okay, gotta go, love you guys, bye!”

———

Tyler has had an extremely long and shitty shift so far. But, when he sees the Nevermore kids start piling in, wearing those ridiculous purple uniforms, he hopes that maybe his day is about to get a little better.

But, you don’t show up for a while. Instead, he sees the usual suspects. Wednesday, Ajax, Enid, Bianca, Yoko… And Xavier.

The two boys exchange dirty looks with each other that go unnoticed by everyone.

An hour later, Wednesday walks out and you walk in. He sees your ripped tights, showing off your legs. The uniform that you’ve shredded up to make yourself look like a little punk rock badass. Sure, he saw it vaguely on Enid’s instagram, but you’re definitely even better in person.

Tyler tries to keep his shit together.

But, your pumpkin spice latte is already waiting for you when you walk up to the counter.

You look at him suspiciously, “You remembered my order?”

He nods, “I have a great memory.”

“I came here one time, Tyler. Yesterday. We barely spoke.”

Tyler shrugs, giving you a dimpled smile, “You left an impression. And it seems,” he gets a little cheeky and leans forward, “That I left an impression on you, considering you remember my name.”

“She has a boyfriend and you’re wearing a name tag, you idiot,” Bianca calls from her seat, a mocking smile on her face as she looks at Tyler.

He resists the urge to say I know, I saw her insta, and instead, just hands you your coffee, telling you the total. At that moment, Xavier walks up and hands Tyler his credit card.

You give him an odd look, “Um, hi? Yeah, no. I don’t like this,” you gesture between yourself and him, giving his Platinum Amex an annoyed glare, "I pay for myself. Always.”

“Look, I’m just-”

“You’re just being a guy,” you roll your eyes, “It’s your caveman instincts, I fear, Daddy Long Legs. You’re sexually attracted to me,” you raise a hand, not letting him cut you off and saying your piece, “So seeing me with another attractive male made your evolutionary instincts kick in. You’re trying to show me you can be a better provider. Which I don’t need,” you hand Tyler a twenty, “Keep the change, pretty boy.”

As you walk off to sit with Yoko, Ajax, and Enid, Xavier stares after you, mildly offended, while Tyler calls out, “Did you just say you find me attractive?”

Amy’s words echo in your head later that night.

“Honestly, I think you need to make friends while you’re there.”

“You need a support system.”

Yoko is out, doing what she calls “hot (vampire) girl shit”, and so it’s just you in the dorm. You call James and he picks up on the first ring.

“Hi, Y/N,” he greets you cheerily, “I miss you! I didn’t want to bother you because I knew you had your appointment today, but I’m so glad you called!”

“Can you,” you pause, “Can you take a train and come see me? I really miss you.”

“Aw, sure, babe! I’ll take the one that gets me there by noon. We can have lunch in, what’s the town called?”

“Jericho,” you snicker, “There’s a coffee shop and some stores, but like, not much else.”

“Oh, well. It’ll be fun anyway!”

“See you tomorrow, James.”

“Good night, Y/N, love you!”

“Night.”

The relationship between you and James has always felt more platonic than anything. When he asked you out, you said yes, but sometimes, you wonder if that was the right choice.

Tomorrow, you’re going to have an honest look at your relationship, and an honest conversation with your boyfriend.

You check your phone again, opening Pokemon Go. Still only Pidgeys.

God, you hate this fucking school.

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another silly rant.. . but this time its NOT about wenclair??

jesus, i just rewatched little witch academia after YEARS, and the pure sapphic energy radiating from that show is craaaazy yo. (heed my spoiler warning for lwa)

yeah so.. diakko. kay. now that that's out of the way

i actually loved akko's character as a whole, as ambitious and stupid as she is, i can totally see some of myself in her. i never saw her as a selfish person, i feel like she always considered and appreciated those around her. every time she cried and demeaned herself (especially in the second half of the show) i was like "poor baby" bc she really didn't deserve it. sure, was she a tad bit impulsive? yeah. but her character is meant to be easily swayed and convinced. like how croix convinced her to go to the wagandea tree, and literally gaslighted her into thinking she shouldn't trust chariot (ursula). as a character though, she really, truly, just tries to help people and i think you rarely see characters that are as pure as that, you know? her dream is to make people happy, not some bullshit like being the strongest witch, or obtaining some kind of object. she just aspires to fill people's hearts with joy, and her intentions are set with that only. and she tries, and tries, and tries, despite people's discouragement. so every time she cried, i cried with her. sigh.

moving on to ursula, otherwise known as chariot. i loved her older sister-mentor role. akko definitely needed someone that would keep her in line, but also encourage her in her endeavors and keep her safe. my girl was ALWAYS there to save the day (and by gOD she was so fucking hot whenever she was fighting croix). ughhh i literally groaned out loud every time she got interrupted when she was trying to tell akko about her identity. idk, i kind of have mixed feelings about the dream fuel spirit shebang. cause, chariot had NO idea it was stopping people from being able to use magic, so it wasn't really her fault. croix manipulated her. and once she found out about that, she stopped using it. im glad croix had somewhat of a redemption, but jesus she was such an asshole when she revealed that ursula was chariot. like, a royal asshole. bc that was not her secret to reveal, you know? and she left some very important pointers on the table. though, i felt terrible for akko.

mmmm. diaaaaaaaaana. diana cavendish. i had a massive lesbian crush on her for the whole fucking series. oh my god. especially in the two-part episodes where it's set in the cavendish estate? so, so, chivalrous, and dashing, and royal... and skdjhfskjlhf (totally referencing that one scene where diana defends akko infront of aunt daryl and offers her arm for akko to hold). poor akko, oblivious to like... all of the massive lesbian signals wafting from diana. she literally had big neon signs that said "akko you fucking idiot im gay for you."

all jokes (and thirsting) aside, diana and akko's growth as a pair is really touching to me. diana was never outright rude to her bc of her inability to properly use magic, i saw that she was more judgmental of her character as a person instead. (e.g the samhain festival episode in which she calls akko pathetic for "leaving" lotte and sucy before her performance). and i can totally see that it was reasonable. later in the episode, after akko finds the second Word or whatever, she goes on to think, "what is this emotion i'm feeling?" as much as i would want it to, i wouldn't say she was in love at that time, considering her harsh judgment earlier in the episode, but akko continues to grow on her from then on. i haven't mentioned this yet, but the episode (sorry that i keep saying "that episode" the site that i watched it on didn't have episode names) in which the faeries ordered a strike against the witches, was actually less goofy and funny than it was made to be. akko really took time to understand where the workers were coming from, and being their representative was really thoughtful? when diana came to tell her off, she deadass started making fun of her bc shes an aristocrat. and telling her she doesn't understand the woes of the working class bc of her wealth. which is just... so... real? and diana gets all flustered, which leads me into the topic of:

Diana Literally Only Blushed Because of Akko. she just gets all flustered when akko calls her out on her shit, like she's not afraid of her. everyone else is. even the godforsaken teachers are. she only ever truly worried whenever akko was hurt, or in some form of danger. she completely remains indifferent to everything, even when things happen to hannah or barbara she really doesn't give a shit. (at least not in the way she does with akko, she's probably loyal to her friends and shows it in her own way). which segues me into the episode "yesterday," in which akko goes "missing" and jesus christ diana's dialogue with chariot is really touching. from "akko needs you more than anything right now!" to "what could possibly be more important that akko right now!?" and "i'm more disappointed in you than i am of your past." she's just so well spoken in the most disastrous and telling moments, and it really shows how strong of a character she is. she remains level headed when lotte and sucy consult her about akko, and kindly offers them tea, along with reassurances. despite her generally not hanging out with akko's crowd of people, she's still kind and considerate when people need her. her words to chariot/ursula are so powerful because she's depicted as so stoic and indifferent but completely tells her off when she knows what ursula is doing is wrong. i hope that makes sense? from an apathetic elitist to a passionate worrywart - all over akko. and once she finds her, she basically acts as her caretaker, in that moment. and i'd be lying if i said i didn't cry, because god. diana knew exactly how to make her feel better, and man is that not an indicator to how perfect akko and diana are for each other. her confessing that she felt envious of akko's determination and closeness to chariot, and confessed to wanting to get away from akko bc of it, but ended up just getting closer to her.

in the last episode, in which they stop the missile, i was just so happy to see where their growth led them. them holding each other while doing the shiny arc thingamajig? awesome. akko catching diana when she falls? diana screaming for akko when akko falls? which inevitably leads to her falling because she's crazy for akko? really hit me in the feels. undeniably happy. joy. the parallels between chariox and diakko are like, super obvious. except for the fact that diakko was the better example, in which they worked together instead of one envying the other for their power. like how diana initially said she envied akko for having the shiny rod, and croix getting jealous of chariot bc of it too - except diana learned to accept it and support akko and work with her. bc red and blue gays. ygm.

i'll talk about andrew and the rest of 'em later bc im fairly tired but. im sorry for the excessive tangent. i likely left out a lot of what i wanted to say bc big gay brainrot, and i'll spew that out sometime later.

thank u for listening to my ted talk stay gay!!

#diakko #little witch academia #atsuko kagari #diana cavendish #chariot du nord #chariot x croix #akko x diana #croix meridies #lwa #sapphic #gay girls #gay tangent #i love girls

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Straw Hats as Fashion Trends that makes me go insane*

*you can wear whatever want to express yourself or whatever you like idc. What i hate if when brands™ overprice shit bc is "trendy" or set stupid trends like these. Seriously, dont look up the price of some of these

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays. Enjoy!

Detachable Shorts

Of course this feature was a need in the trouser world, think about the people with hot knees

I think it would be funny if Luffy wore this and undo the buckles to get into fight mode. The trouser equivalent of putting down the straps in your crocs.

Tits Out. [period]

Your arms are always cold? Hate vests? Well this is for you!

Still, i think this is so fitting for Zoro, we respect our tits out king and adds a little bit of himbo energy i appreciate.

Oda draws weird shit like this all the time

Yes this item was for sale and not on etsy. Why? beats me but here we are

I think its a nice refference to pre timeskip Nami outfits, but it actually fits into the post timeskip fanservice theme. I seriously see Nami wearing that.

Cool but why

Its a cool recycling project but im not even going to talk why brands selling these upset me.

I think i would be a fitting addition to Usopp's funky hats collection. Not only he would pull it off, he would steal the desing and make one himself like the king he is.

Pretty but WHYYY

I really like the effect and sawing this fabric is hard af but is more of a texture thing for me. Also my little practical self is screaming at this gloves but i see the aesthetic pleasing side i guess

So naturally i gave the gay gloves to Sanji. Tell you you cant picture him wearing these with his WCI white suit, come on do it, lie to me.

A classic we love to hate

Not you Chopper you are a delight. Im talking about the clear plastic backpacks. In case you missed thia trend, the issues with this are as clear as the bag itself.

So naturally, bc he always carries one, i gave the backpack to Chopper. Hope he fills it with colorful candy

I have vivid memories of this being a thing at some point

This are more of a pre timeskip item since they are from mis 2000's but yeah. They are useless, impractical and they offend me

Yet, i think Robin could've feature a look in a filler or something with these...anklets? I guess? Not the most far fetched imo

Cut and pin.

Not an issue of looks but of pricing. This are cute little tops but overpriced af, they just cut it and pin it.

Nevertheless, they scream Franky to me. They even kinda follow Franky's own stiches on his chest lmao

At a lost for words

I just dont get it. This is not a price thing, just a ok but why? thing.

If someone can do weird shit and get away with it is Brook and i love him for it. He could show up one day at Sunny wearing his coat backward and i wouldnt question it. I imagine him wearing that as a fancy look in a movie. He already wears high heels on the reg, and idk why but i know he has a pair of fishnets.

This fuck me up to this day

I dont mind the ilusion drawing idea, but seeing a whole rack of these in a sleep deprived state kinda fucks up your mind. I dont think it was a clever trend for clothes tho and im glad it died away.

I dont think Jinbe would wear the shirt, but hear me out. His kimono but in that stile, custom made. One day Usopp, Chopper and Luffy will paint it in and is going to be hilarious to see Jinbe walking around like a Father that let his kids do his hair and nails.

You can find more idiot post like this in my tag #straw hats as i make no promise of quality but i have fun

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[alstroemerian-dragon]

theres something that really bothers me about the way a lot of people talk about and write peko re: her place as fuyuhiko’s “tool,” especially when it comes to like. despair. and i feel like it stems from a few different places and one of those is definitely uh. distance from the source material. because. w. did we play the same game

like. the second trial is a lot of things. annoying. about the death of a character i dont really care about. kind of confusing. Very Sad At The End. but the one thing it shows beyond any shadow of a doubt is that peko Does Not Want To Be Fuyuhiko’s Tool. she leans into it a lot in that trial, past the stupid. serial killer shit. which is literally just desperation and quick thinking on her part (and non diagetically meant to parallel the first game but whatever). but she does that because it is the only option she thinks she has if she wants to keep fuyuhiko alive. because thats her ultimate goal, right? sure, she’s his tool. sure, theyre Badly and Unhealthily codependent. sure, she was basically groomed to stay at his side no matter what. but…

she also cares about him. genuinely. she loves him. for all that teenagers can properly conceive of love in all its forms, but she at least think she does. but she does truly care about him.

did anybody do her free time events other than me? genuine question. because i dont think someone who wants to ask the guy shes sworn to protect on a date would be content being just his tool. that sure sounds like someone who wants to be on equal footing with him.

like. look. say what you want about the anime. take it with a grain of salt. cherry pick what you like and toss the rest of it out. that sure is what i do!! but even if you do that, youve got to take the text of the game itself into account if you want to have any semblance of regular characterization, and the game makes it clear that she hates this!!! she doesnt want to be his tool! she will fight him on things if she has to! she will disobey him if she has to!!! thats the whole point of the trial!!!!! he told her to run and that he would take the fall and she told him no!!!!!!!!!

and you cant ignore the fact that the time between them starting at hope’s peak and the tragedy hitting the ground running was two whole years. people can change a lot in two years, especially teenagers, and especially high schoolers. idk how long its been since you were in high school (unless you currently are in which case. dear gd im so sorry. good luck) but your mental state in high school is so fucked. you have no idea who you are and neither does anybody else and can you even imagine the kinds of pressure the ultimates would have been under?? again, taking the anime with a grain of salt, but even if you go along with it and think the school was barely a school at all, the pressure from society, from family, from peers still has an impact. everyone was telling them who they were and that thats who they were going to be for the rest of their lives and i doubt ANY of them felt like it.

and even if you subscribe to the idea, like me, that their second year was a downward spiral because of junko’s presence and influence, they still needed somewhere to fall from. the idea that peko was uniquely comfortable being quiet and violent and doing whatever fuyuhiko wanted so she didnt need despair to be his tool is ridiculous. i see the argument of “well watching her friends fall into despair and spiral made her spiral in turn and grow numb to it and retreat into herself until she needed to become fuyuhiko’s tool again as a coping mechanism” but. buddy. That Is Despair.

sometimes i feel like the only person who thinks about despair complexly and maybe thats its own post because this ones too long already but. despair isnt just Being Brainwashed Into A Monster. ignore what the writers told you. okay? look at me. Look Into My Eyes. The Writers Are Fucking Idiots And Dont Know How To Write Good Drama With Genuine Stakes. despair as a nuanced concept is so much more horrifying. different post. sorry. peko.

if peko had not been pulled down by despair just like the rest of them she would have fought tooth and nail to keep fuyuhiko above it. she would have demanded he explain to her why he was doing what he was doing. and she would have told him no.

and of course heres where i get into the accusatory part because the other place a lot of this comes from is, and im sorry, an unwillingness to write complex or nuanced women. not pointing fingers, but reducing peko down into “fuyuhiko’s tool” and “she does whatever he says without question” completely destroys any minuscule amount of agency she has. shes a fucking person. yes, shes pixels on a screen. yes, shes a representation of tropes. but diagetically, within the fiction of the game, she is a human being, and if you want to write her, and not be puppeting around a gddamn cardboard cutout, you have to think of her as a person with agency who makes her own fucking choices. sometimes those choices are taken away from her. but they shouldnt be taken away by you.

#personal #long post #peko pekoyama #danganronpa #meta #okay thats it #sorry this is so fucking long. was thinking about this for the past hour and a half #AGAIN. NOT POINTING FINGERS. NOT STARTING SHIT. IM JUST SAYIN. #1) revisit the source material 2) think about women as people… #thats all i’ll say. the post about despair as a concept will have to wait for another day #i will talk about metal gear solid in it. im sorry. #okay gnight

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Live reaction: Goosebumps (2023)

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ok emo i hope he dies WAIT IS HE SUPPOSED TO BE RL STINE?? ding dong bitch DONT WALK OUTSIDE JESUS HAVE U NOT SEEN A FUCKING HORROR MOVIE??? mans gon die the doorbell ghost really be trolling LMAO THE CHANDELIER candles. ofc he has candles. sth gon burn HIS NAME IS HAROLD? LMAOOOOO i knew there was gonna be a fire. mans burned i love being right ooooooh pretty introoooo me likey NOT UNHOLY BY SAM SMITH PLEASE I THOUGHT THIS WAS A SHOW FOR LIKE 12+ NAUR Ayo AYO IS THAT HER???? OMG I LOVE THAT HER NOT THE BIKING ACCIDENT LMAOOOOO i love lucas already PLEASE NOT MORE UNHOLY I AM GIGGLING oooh its the same school as the guy who died harold isaiah is the jock lucas is the nerd/idiot margot is the girl thats not like the others NOT HER READING AT THE EVENT PLS HARRY STYLES WONT PICK U BESTIE PLS THE POOR GUY LEAVE HIM ALONE D: isabella seems like the girl who is actually chill and just wants to do her thing AYO SAM BE CUTE im in love with james i need james in my life james is me oh so jocks gf is an insta popular girl "im literally super nice" "so why am i being trolled?" maybe bc u called it being trolled jock who doesn't get good grades? i hope they get less...two dimensional like give the jock an actual problem maybe he has adhd or a learning disability so he focused on physical activity now who tf is glasses nathan bratt BEN HOLY SHIT U ARE FATHER PARENT ok so nathan is the lil nerdy weird adult the parents were grieving their kid wtf dude??? nathan has killer vibes hes gon die or at least get hurt HE GOT HURT LMAOOOOO yeah nah he deserved that ben tho? king. love him NOT THE BLOOD KEY LMAOOOOOO OH IS BEN JOCKS DAD? oh baby :( now he is too scared to tell them he won't be playing in the game bc there is no way he will be able to get that A THEYRE TALKING IN THAT IDIGAH LANGUAGE margot is not for me but she seems like a good friend to him ayo you know but hamilton seems like helpful dont help him cheat just help him study yeah nah thats so dumb yall deseve to fail trust me i can say it bc i used to cheat in this one class HOW OBVIOUS CAN U BE JESUS CHRIST okay so margot likes isaiah but he is dating allison so far im not as invested as i could be tbh not the murder hourse being the new place jesus this is so stupid all of you deserve to die all of you so fucking dumb like i get the rush of it. i've been in an abandoned psych clinic before a few years before it burnt down but this? idk besties, you should know this is dumb thor he is obviously thor he has a blonde wig and a hammer actual stupid people dont go to the basement please YES IT IS HAUNTED YES IT MAKES FOR A GOOD PARTY UNTIL EVERYONE DIES BESTIES so far i hate the main characters dont go down there dont go to the basement dont walk TO THE DOOR THAT MAGICALLY OPENED TO THE BASEMENT WHERE A DUDE DIED "i bet the fuse box is down there" - okay video game main character oh okay so allison knows she likes him and is insanely jealous girl why are you such a bitch to her?? she just didn't know to be late to parties wtf fuck them yes walk down the creepy stairs i hope u get hurt for being such an asshole cause wtf stop exploring and just find the fuse box ur not a video game there r no secrets to find good attempt at the jumpscare. unfortunately not random enough oh no the ghost door to the ghost basement closed how unexpected i'm so surprised wow this was so surprising omg hes fine he will walk up and scare you guys SEE i knew it SHAKE IT LIKE A POLAROID PICTURE

okay we finished the first half of the ep 2nd half reaction coming soon

[menalez]

hey i just wanted to say thank you for talking about your SA. i actually had a very similar experience w/ a guy i was really good friends with in high school.

he was my best friend, but i got pressured into dating him by my friends, family, his parents. (his mom guilted me into being w/ him 🙄 practically stalked me til i said yes)

he ended up abusing me for nearly 3 years.

and in that time i wrote stupid notes or letters to him making sex jokes cuz i was a KID. the lawyer we hired blamed me for his actions bc of the letters bc of he did 🤦🏻‍♀️

but even still, some weird part of me misses our friendship that we had before other people started meddling in our business. it makes me feel guilty sometimes, and other times it's relief. iunno trauma is weird.

uh but yeah. thank you for sharing, i know it's hard to talk about and be open with this sort of thing. i just wanted to say that you aren't alone as a lesbian who wrote dumb things as a kid or who missed/misses what friendship you had before your friend SA'd.

i think it's also extremely fucked up for people to judge your sexuality based on the way you tried to cope in the past, let alone now.

just know that a lot of women, myself included, really appreciate you being here c:

hey thank u for sharing ur story with me ❣️ honestly the thing that rly hurt about it looking back is it was in a v vulnerable time in my life. i rly had practically nobody. i lost almost all my friends bc i was suddenly a "whore" for getting raped. i would get these messages on all my social media accounts like "you deserved it" "you were seducing him" "haha hes living a good life and youre cutting yourself looooooooool pathetic!!". my friend group went from a lot of my school (small school but its normal for bahrain) to like ... 4 people in bahrain. one of them was that guy that had a crush on me since we were like 11. he would stand between me n my rapist and went to the principal about it so that i would have lesser proximity and was one of the only people who seemed to empathise w my situation. i felt quite indebted to him n everyone would repeatedly call me an idiot and tell me i should be with him and my mom would say she wishes he could be her son in law or w/e and at one point he started insisting that we are together despite me telling him no we are not & that i dont want to be w him. i gave up on saying no eventually n just went along with all of it. i felt like i was stupid for saying no ??? ppl kept telling me i was n i was like huh i guess i am. never said no again rly, up until the very end where i could no longer ignore it n keep putting myself thru any of that. after leaving that situation i saw how fucked up it was that there were all these obvious signs and me obviously signalling TO HIS FACE that i dont want to be w him, that im not interested in him, that it was further traumatising me n harming my mental health, and also the times where what he was doing would fall under SA....idk i felt stupid for facing one male friend taking advantage of me and then another one doing it soon after right in front of my face n i thought it was somehow different and normal and ok simply bc i wasnt getting downright threatened. but i know if someone else didnt hear my rape story n tell me "uh thats rape and thats fucked up" to begin with i wouldve also probably let that happen again n again too n not thought much about that while getting traumatised until afterwards too.

anyways... im glad that ur out of that situation. im sorry that we have some shared trauma there. shit like this is why i dont even trust "nice guys" anymore fr. i dont think that many ppl can rly understand that sort of situation and i can get how its confusing, bc it was a confusing time for me too. but idk why they think theyd know better than me about my own life either lol

[glitchdollmemoria]

yknow on the topic of that it/its post, its really fucking frustrating that i cant usually feel comfortable calling my partner it/its in public when that is a pronoun set it uses. bc i dont want people flipping their shit being like "umm why are you calling your PARTNER an IT dont you LOVE uhh them her him um what other ones have you used again im confused haha help please" YOU IDIOT IM CALLING IT "IT" BECAUSE I LOVE IT!!!!! if you disrespect my wife i will HARM YOU IN SOME WAY

and fucking like. idk. i also use it/its among other pronouns, and i dont even tell people irl most of the time bc i know people tend to react poorly. and im just fucking tired of people using their discomfort to justify ignoring or even insulting aspects of another persons identity. and on the one hand i sorta get if someone has been traumatized by seeing trans people dehumanized by being called "it" or having experienced that dehumanization firsthand. i have literally been called an "it" before i started using these pronouns bc of my androgyny, i fucking used to live in the conservative usamerican south i KNOW this is a way that people dehumanize us.

but theyre still my pronouns. theyre still my partners pronouns. if we are actively saying, "these make us comfortable, these make us happy" then that is NOT the same as some bigot who doesnt see us as people.

and im gonna try to word this next part carefully, bc i dont want to give the impression that i dont care about the trauma that comes with transphobes using it/its to dehumanize us. but at the same time... he/him, she/her, and they/them are all ALSO used to deny us our human autonomy. they are all used to insult and debase us depending on the circumstances. those people who make a point to call trans people by the wrong pronouns? the ones who specifically paint transmascs as Stupid Confused Foolish Women because our ~womanly brains~ are just too small to understand that we arent men, the people who make this point with a firm "she"? the ones who do the same to transfems, painting them as dangerous and aggressive, and misgendering them specifically to make that point? even to some degree the people who dont want to correctly gender any of us because we dont fit their standards for a Real Man or a Real Woman, but they still want to come off as liberal and supportive and progressive and a Good Ally, so they just call us all "they" instead of actually respecting who we are, and insist on still doing this even when explicitly told not to?

all of them weaponize one pronoun or another to cause us harm. all of them use "acceptable" (or at least SOMEWHAT "acceptable" in the case of they/them) pronouns to harm us, to deny us the autonomy to make our own choices about our bodies and lives and existences. it/its is NOT the only one.

i have been hurt by people insistently calling me "she", by people calling others in my community "she", it has been weaponized against me to the extent that im only just beginning to unpack and accept my femininity as a nonbinary person after a decade of knowing i wasnt cis. the weaponization of she/her pronouns has caused lasting psychological effects that have, perhaps permanently, altered the way i view myself and how i interact with the people around me. and NONE OF THAT DAMAGE justifies me telling anyone that im not comfortable using she/her for them, no matter the circumstances, because i dont get to decide what pronouns someone else uses!

again: i know theres still a difference between those examples and it/its. but its not as MUCH of a difference as people act like it is, and its frustrating to have to keep a part of my and my partners identities hidden away just because other people dont find those parts acceptable. its fucking tiring. i want to live as myself - as a person who has reclaimed feelings of inhumanity - and i want my partner to live as itself too. im. tired.

#ok to rb #transphobia cw #christ if anyone twists my words i will actually start damaging property

[gilears]

for you my darling jamie: 3, 9, 19, 21, 22 (👀), 28, 29, and 33!! <3

THANK U MY DARLING SAV!!!!!!

3. How would you describe your writing style?

all over the place tbh!!!!!! i feel like i can very much be a writing style chameleon based on what the vibe of a piece needs, but i def gravitate to either silly goofy writing with lots of unnecessary asides (like lola fic or my reddie fake married disaster fic) OR like. insane ominous overly verbose dread hours (like o&t<3)

9. Thoughts on cliffhangers.

harrowing!!!!! what if the author never updates again???? i dont ever post chapter fics until ive finished or almost finished the entire thing for this reason, i dont want anyone to hurt the way ive been hurt

19. Share a snippet from a wip without giving any context for it.

“Ah, it’s rather smoky—Kristen, did you make cheese crackers? Is that why you—” He cuts himself off, looking genuinely touched at the idea that Kristen would go out of her way to make him his favourite snack, just the way he likes it (burnt).

She’s not sure how she feels about crushing the hopes of a man who’s had his hopes crushed so many times before, so she decides to just rip off the bandaid. “No, your kitchen’s on fire.”

Gilear’s eyes widen, and he takes one more step out of the hallway to where he can see the kitchen, the yells, “Ahhhh! My kitchen is on fire!”

“Great listening skills,” Riz mutters under his breath.

21. Can you accurately predict how long your fics are going to be? If you can, what’s your secret?

yeah for the most part i can! ive been writing fic for 8 years now (omg) so ive kinda just developed a sense for how long a particular idea will take me. i think it helps a lot that im a pretty heavy outliner, and i typically dont start writing something unless ive got most of the plot figured out

but whenever im wrong about a wc its always that i end up being way over. i have cant shut up disease and its terminal

22. What is it about watching the same two idiots falling in love over and over again?

djkglhbsdlj;ghsdfg woowwww i wonder what ship that eyes emoji is for sav!!!! tbh idk if i have a solid answer for this question! sometimes a dynamic just Grips you and youre like holy shit i have to read and think about these people interacting for the next 5-10 business days straight. when i figure it out ill let you know

28. Any writing advice that works for you and you feel like sharing?

yes! i think you should write whatever makes you happy to write because that will make you love writing more, which will make you write more, which will make you be a better writer. early 2021 i decided i wanted to write more stupid goofy shit and i had SUCH a blast writing it it made me wanna write more stupid goofy shit and i had so much fun writing stupid goofy shit i stopped caring about what would get the most hits/kudos/attention/whatever

also i think the secret to not giving a shit is having friends that are also writers. all my closest friends in fandom have been writers and when u can have people to go to who will Get and celebrate your work no matter what? game changer!!!!! opens up a whole world of possibilities like, "hey, what if i wrote this niche rarepair fic with my friend but its in second person and also the ship only has like 2 fics in their tag and also what if we wrote it in one night?" and then u have SO much doing it and dont even bother to check stats bc u already feel so fulfilled for having created it!!!! and also u and ur friend are so much closer now for it!!!

tldr put on some fun music, do a little dance, tell urself "who give a shit" and write whatever the fuck makes u happy

29. What’s the hardest thing about writing?

writing 💔

33. Give your writing a compliment.

aw this one is cute. mmmm i think im pretty good at capturing specific character voices/cadences/vocabulary in dialogue!!! 🥰

send a number for fic writer asks!

#this got so long JLHKFDKG #lova uu #grasslandgirl #ask

[iwannabeastarstarrockmann]

i dont fucking know if my thoughts are my own or if ive just been so emotionally and verbally abused each day that im starting to internalize someone elses idea of me. idk what to think lately. im so fucking depressed and anxious and sad like every single day, it hurtsso much, and it fucking sucks that there are people in my life who just view me as a sad sack of shit with no aspirations or value. i never get more than a day to get better from anything before someone in my life is pressuring me to get off my ass and do something productive. dont you know tht there is something seriously wrong with me. idk why i cant do things, i just cant. i wan to be so productive and social, i just cant bring myself to do it right now. i feel so trapped and overwhelmed. do you realize how exhausting it is to wake up everyday with a mind attacking itself, with a body that aches, with a hope that this will be your last day of suffering, with no sense of what it is you need in order for the suffering to stop. i want to scream but i have no energy to. i want to die one minute and then hope to save my own life the next, contradicting every word or thought with an action that is not my own. theres days where my health anxiety is practically non existant and then something will happen, it could be something so nonsensical and somehow ill get triggered or worried and there i go absolutely obsessed with some strange pain or weird tension, or god forbid i actually get infected with something. thats all i could focus on 24/7 until i find some way to make it better, but the worry from the thing that im feeling and wondering about my health, this shit brain decides its so stressful and scary that i should just starve myself, cause if i were skinny, these prooblems wouldnt feel so big, or maybe id be able to go to the doctor if im 2 sizes smaller. that doesnt make any sense. i know it doesnt so why do i do what i do. and then theres the cutting that i feel i have to do or else i wont learn from my mistakes but if i cut myself whenever i impulsively feel like it, then that makes my immune system too weak to fight off whatever i think i have this week so im trying to recover from that as its only making everything more complicated, but its all i can think about, especially in this self loathing state im in now. im such an idiot, im just a sick fuck who cant stop thinking to herself that maybe im faking all this and im actually okay. i think its all my fault for being this way, i dont remember what started all these unhealthy coping mechanisms but it has to have started with a thought right? i feel so ashamed for being this way, it was stupid of me to ever adopt such habits restriction makes me more confident but the constant exercise makes me too weak to go anywhere to show that confidence, and great! now i actually am sick, and my immune system is shit, and my emotional state and self hatred is making it worse, and im too overwhelmed to see anyone in my life who thinks they love me, because i dont want them to see me like this. they wouldnt believe me if i tried to explain that im struggling and need help. ive tried. they dont listen. they dont realize whats important. i know i put em through hell, im selfish, im self centered and dramatic and lazy and gross and undeserving of any love they think they have for me. i dont trust it. dont tell me you love me, you barely know me, the real me, the one i keep locked behind a closed door each night, to contemplate what im going to do about this shit life ive curated for myself. im so tired, im so fucking tired all of the time. i dont know how to keep going. i dont know how to do anything for that matter. im not even going to revise this shit post, im too tired, i just need to announce somewhere, somehow, that im so fucking lost that i dont even know if my thoughts are my own, or what it means to be a person. everyday with this bullshit, now im getting into existential dread territory, im just so sick of my own shit! im sick of myself. why cant i function like everyone else???

i want it to be over, i wish my problems could just be solved without any external help. i just want to wake up tomorrow and for everything to just be okay. i want to feel okay again. i dont need anything fancy, please let me wake up tomorrow with hope of brighter days. its so hard to see the beauty in my life when im being suffocated and pinned down by something invisible. i dont have the capacity to love or care for anyone or anything, and no one can see that i just need a break?? how can you not see me? no one can see, ill show them and they still wont see! they refuse, simply because, they cannot see inside my head and dont care enough to want to. they think they do. i tried to tell them time and time again but i think its just that when i am feeling okay, they dont like the choices i make. when im okay, i make sure i make the most of that time by prioritizing my own happiness over everyone elses, and that really pisses people off! to the point where they want to tear me down and take that light away from me. i didnt ask to be here, now, with all this pressure on my shoulders to be more than what i am. im simply existing. i can feel it. tomorrows gonna be so shit. i can always sense the storm before it comes, i wish i could prevent it, or ease my pain in some way. these substances are nice in the moment but eventually the buzz will wear off and ill just be me again, with nothing to offer. i dont have anything to offer. life is too hard, i gave up so long ago and didnt even realize that is what was happening at the time. i just go through it day by day without fully processing that ill have to wake up the next day. i wish my life was a dream i could wake up from. my brain isnt working right. i dont recognize myself. i hate how alone we all are. every sensation, thought, visual, sound, and taste. you are completely isolated from everyone around you.

[sung0d]

Guess what guys! I’m in a love triangle! Or some other shape idk. But I’m living my main character dreams…. Joking! If that love triangle was like Freddie cook effy and I’m JJ. I’m the one who gets nothing yay! Isn’t this fun. God it fucking hurts so bad, like I love him so much. And I liked him first. And I fell in love… all alone. Every love song is decdiated to him when he has eyes for another girl who guess what? Is one of my best friends! And there making it official guys! Yay! My heart is not broken, I don’t want to kill myself and I don’t wish I never existed. It’s funny because my brain wants him to be happy with whoever but my heart is yelling betrayal at me and it hurts so bad. You know what

You guys ever feel so lonely you feel like the delusional shit you tell your self is genuinely just a delusional. Like on its own “finding someone who loves your romantically” is a plausible goal, tangible something that could be achievable but my past 18 has proved I’m literally delusional if I even think anyone would like me or want me. I don’t even want a relationship I just want to be wanted. I want to be desirable but everytime I fall in love, it’s always alone. And it always hurts as much as the first time. It burns the passion of self hatred that I was tricked again by myself that me, ME? This massive fat ugly stupid useless idiot could ever be loved. I’m unloveable. I despise myself for being hopeful. No one cares about me let alone wants me, I’m a burden. I’m too crazy for my own good and it’ll only be a matter of time before I die alone, and not a single person will notice.

Im so lonely I feel myself being crushed by it. I can’t survive the weight of my own deep seated loneliness, sometimes I’d beg god in my brain to give someone to hug. I hug my pillow at night to have the comfort of being held. I wanna be cradle and have my heart rocked to sleep. My parents can’t even love me, how should a person be able to love someone who can’t even make her parents love her… people that are supposed to love you whatever you are. I cry everyday at night all alone it hurts so bad. Love is a simple myth, something I only have in daydream. It’s for the lucky ones. But I’m never lucky enough in life. I love so deep it makes me want to hurt myself and smash it all into pieces, bleed myself out, strung myself up on wooden pegs and dry away any moisture of tears. I wanna scream and throw a fit so people rush over like a toddler. Funny I mention that because someone mentioned not too long ago I was throwing a hissy fit, how emotionally immature of me. I just want love. But I’m dying without it. People are so lucky it’s not fair. I hate all you lovers, screw you all

[zombabiee]

I am curious but im so 50/50 on him because of what will happen in the future. If he asks me out I want to say yes but do I wanna say yes because I’m curious or do I want spite him in thinking I would say no? I wonder if they’ve spoken about me. Its still so weird for me to understand that im being seen for what feels like the first time ever. Ive been so social this year and I just want to delete my media because im so embarrassed being alive and real and having feelings. Will I subconsciously fool myself in thinking I could make him jealous. his homeboy seems nice and im just overthinking like crazy. im honestly such an idiot and want a distraction but i just wish it could have been any other person than his homeboy to be interested in me. why me? he probably doesn’t like me all that much anyway so I shouldn’t even be too worried about that but what it he does or later decides to do so? I was so used to him not wanting to speak to me at all but we’d text often, i was only there when he wanted it. So it further made me think that I could be cared less about in that way, i was nothing more than just pity. right? And I found myself liking him and being attached to that even knowing all this info. And now his main homie seems interested in me it just takes me aback because I feel like im not seen at all or im just something to be judged at or looked at in only one type of way. Im scared to say yes because ive never experienced any romances ever and that whole ordeal just made me feel so iffy about relationships and all that stuff because im so innocent and inexperienced. Ik im not completely stupid because even then the people who have experienced doesn’t make them experts/wise(idk what word imtrying to use for this but I get what I mean and I hope u do too) but its the fact they’ve gone through stuff is what makes me envious, whether it be good or bad, because in my eyes i see that as growth. I feel like I haven’t gone through anything major up until this year?? and I just feel like its never going to be enough and I will never be enough. Im so scared and not ready and its just much easier to feel sorry for yourself and hate yourself because of how many years ive been doing it that its only gone worse. Despite it all I like having a sense of humor about it because its like “ur so pathetic lol”………… its funny too because I’ll just rant and rant in my notes app and the min I stop the feelings just go away and im back to doing my same routine for that last 6 weeks……. I hope he doesn’t go through with it I rlly rather him not tell me anything but I just don’t want to say no to him. He been loosing weight too and im certain im one of his motivations and that would just be so crushing to be told no. (i mean it would take him on a revenge journey just like him but I really dont want that) tbh him loosing the weight has inspired me too because how quickly hes doing it and it makes me want to be competitive in a way. Idk if its me feeling bitter because hes doing it so healthy and ive been choosing self destructive options but hey atleast im hearing and seeing (just on the scale tbh) results. (I love to see it physically :( but i just cant) i just wish it wasnt him tbh. and Im not saying I wish it was the guy I originally liked but i want the attention of somebody who wasn’t connected to highschool or him. Something completely new because i just think it would make it less weird for me and I honestly shouldn’t have to be overthinking this much right? i wish the normie guy could have picked me he would of solved all my problems, as shitty as it sounds but i would of love molding him to my liking and changing him for the better, he for sure would of dropped me but ig its for the better because I never stood a chance compared to all those other girls in his following. why cant the people i want want me? im so fucking naive jfc

#rant 1 #rant #3 am thoughts #overthinking

[jiminrings]

jay em rings it has been too long!!!!! i read failsafe and … Let me tell u …. well maybe not cuz i have no words that shit is so crazy i was doing backflips running in circles chewing on the leg of a chair oh my god it was so crazy!!! before i start let me say that the quotes i’m able to pull from ur fics… oh it’s crazy … how do i cite fail-safe by jiminrings mla format… i thought “Someone else’s luck doesn’t mean it’s already your misfortune.” was so beautiful and i wonder if that’s gonna come back to bite yoongi in the ass… along with the 27492840582010656386565849102910199202 other things 😊 half thru the first part i also remembered that this is not just brothers best friend but ALSO single dad… just cuz me jumping off cliffs eating glass doing cartwheels apparently wasn’t enough suffering u now pull this 😣 biker longhair (at least that’s what i imagine) yoongi who’s favorite past time is fucking it up with the important people in his life and groveling 😻😻😻❤️❤️❤️🤭🤭🤭 and he’s a single dad ohhhhhhh u did it again 🙏🙏🙏 anyway here’s a list of all the times i remember thinking something was fucked up it will be long i’m sorry!!!!!!!

- “Sorry, sorry. She’s my best friend’s sister. She’s so annoying,” okay what the fuck i think you need to put a toothpick under ur toenail and kick a wall but maybe that’s just me idk 🤣🤣🤣🤣

- “you’re not exactly a catch, Y/N.” i wonder what exactly made him think this like what led him to this path bc him and oc r like friends! there was never anything bad! suddenly he’s the biggest asshole on the planet was it to look cool in front of hyewon????? did i miss something?????

pt 2!!!

- “you’re too hesitant to ask what his age is because if it’s anything higher, then that meant Yoongi had moved on earlier than you did” ok okay. Okay jiminrings okay OKAY WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME MY MONEY MY HOUSE WHAT THE FUCKKKKK oc is hurting so bad SHE DOES NAWTTTTTT DESERVE THIS 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

- yoongi feeling the guiltiest of guilts ohhhhh it’s so deserved he’s so horrible and pathetic ITS TOO GOOD…. classic jay em rings man being sad and pathetic and guilty trying to piece back what he broke… it’ll never get old i fear…

- namjoon football player i want him i’ll be his gf in the stands and the camera pans to me and it says my name and (namjoon girlfriend) under it and we are in love and i love him and we’re together forever and i love him so much and forever

- “When did you have to knock on my door, o-or when did you ever have to treat me like I’m some guest and not a huge part of your life?” STUTTERINGGGGG WHAT A STUPID QUESTION FROM A STUPID MAN… STUPID STUPID MAN!!!!! STUPID STUPID STUPIDFDDD DUMB I IDIOT STUPID WHAT DO U MEAN 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

- “Don’t do this to me, kid. Don’t do this to us.” begging ✅

- “I would have told you that Yoongi kept trying to come back to you.” IM OVER IT!!! GIVE ME SECOND LEAD _____!!!!!!!! I WONT YEW!!!!

- jimin football player oh the image that popped into my mind when i read that the power of the slap from covering my mouth with my hand in shock i need u it’s okay i can be ur gf too jimin also on the jumbotron don’t worry i’ll just switch hats that way the screen can say jimins gf with my blue hat and namjoons gf with my green hat

- “Love is terribly human and fragile, and it’s Yoongi, Hyewon, and their son sleeping on your bed.” U know who isn’t human. Me. I am growing horns and extra arms out of my back and crawling on the walls my face is an combination of every single sleep paralysis monster you have ever had and i’m in your walls. i’m under ur bed. i am only there when ur eyes are closed especially when ur washing ur face and u HAVE to close ur eyes. im only there when ur looking the other way. i am screeching i am howling and jumping from roof to roof of each house in ur neighborhood wreaking havoc and it is all ur fault i fear … This is on u it is simply all ur fault 100% of it!!!! notes app apology now!

anyway u know how much this fic drove me crazy it had me up til like 6 am foaming at the mouth or whatever i’ve been doing these days. ur writing is such a gift to tumblr and u r the one and only author that will never let me down! i cannot name a single piece of work that i haven’t liked! A SINGLE ONE!! depending on the finally … fail-safe may or may not take the cake for most fucked up thing you’ve ever done but also… oc passed out in hb 😭😭😭😭 unless fs oc goes into a coma over how fucked up yoongi is being i fear hb will Always take the cake for most fucked up! thank u for writing and thank u for sharing ur work with us it means the entire universe to me!!!!! i love you jay em rings take care stay safe drink water!!!!!!!!

- 🌟

MY STAR EMOJI ANON I MISSED YEWWWWWW !!! thank u i’m so happy i turned you Crazy . if u are abt to cite fail-safe in mla format i suggest going for the jwtfdydtt edition (jiminrings What The Fuck did you do this time) 😊😊😊 i can assure u that That, along with a million others, will come n bite yoongi in the ass!!! STOPPPPPPP I’M LITERALLY SO GIDDY THANK U FOR THE PLAY-BY-PLAY REACTION PLZ OPEN A TIKTOK ATP !!!! i will do better n add more faces to ur sleep paralysis monster <3 i have to say though that i have been scrubbing my face with panoxyl for twenty minutes and u are still NAWT here so i’ll dock a few points off you for that 😑😑😑😑😑 fs and hb r truly up there in the most fucked up things i’ve ever written <3 I LOVE U STAR ANON (with the universe) MWAH PLS START CHUGGING WATER ALWAYS N USING UMBRELLAS WHEN IT’S HOT OR RAINING!!!!

#answered #mass answered #fs feed #love mail

[fabulouslygaybean]

i wish i could force myself to follow my own advice on expressing yourself the way you'd like to bc it just makes me look like a hypocrite and/or idiot

#dont fucking rb #like. idk. id love to dress how id love all the time but im too much of a fucking coward to do that #my rsd is so fucking bad that it feels like my stomach is being violently ripped from my body every time i get weird looks and its hard - #- to justify making myself happy by expressing myself when it often just makes me feel awful if im not careful #i WANT to have fun with the way i physically express myself. god i want to. but i feel so trapped bc of my awful fucking brain #its so easy for other people and i hate that im genuinely jealous of them. i wanna have fun like that. i wanna make myself happy like that. #i wish i could let myself wear tank tops without feeling anxious bc of dysphoria and acne and scars #i wish i could wear jewelry and chains and such without wanting to shrink into myself because people stare at me for the noise it makes #i wish i could let myself mess with my hair without feeling terrified about going too far #i wish i could play with clothes without feeling guilty for not just sticking to one style #idk!! i know its fucking stupid!! people tell me that im just being an idiot for it!!! i know full well that i am!!!! #but god it feels like im trapped #its such a stupid problem and i should shut up about it but god its bothering me #and this is my blog and i get to say what i want to here #this turned out a lot angrier than i wanted it to. my emotional regulation has been out of wack the past few days. #i wish i didn't get pissed off as easy as i do but oh fucking well ig. this is a rant and im just gonna let myself have this. #delete later

[rattyoakenbitch]

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬

warnings: language and lewd humor

eren -

you:

eren: Whats the matter

eren: Did some jerk off mess with you today???

you: yeah ,, you :/ stoopid idiot

eren: HUH??

eren: WHAT I DO

eren: YOURE TYPIGN SO SLOWBB

you: chill

eren: Youre telling me to chill? please.

you: u just forgot our date but :/

eren: DID I?

eren: Oh man )): im sorry y/n

you: not the doublechin emote pls </3

you:

eren: Why the weird animal memes all of a sudden

eren: Theyre not even funny

you: i said have a seat ,, dumb whore >:(

eren: Whoa who do u think ur talking to

armin -

you:

armin: BABY NO

armin: ILY

armin: I LOV U SO MUCH PLS UR DOING SO GGOOOD

armin: )))))))):

armin: IM SO PROUD OF U OHMYGOSH 💓💖💘💕💗💕💓💖💗💖💗💖💗💖💖

armin: ANYTHING U NEED IM HERE<3<3

you: HAABDHSHS ILY MIN UR TOO SWEET OMFG

you: i love u so much <3

you:

armin: of course i like you!!€℅¢{=;*(℅€{¢[>:(((

armin: wait what does peg even mean ?? :l

armin: like

armin: a pirate?

you: do i look like google to u mf :l

armin: wow okay brb then

armin: Y/N YOU HAVE A LOT OF EXPLAINING TO DO

jean -

you:

jean: haha no idiot it means youre a guy that likes other dudes

you :/

jean: why is mario even in that photo 🙄🙄 isnt he gay for the red guy

you: OKAY FIRST OF ALL.

you: its luigi

you: and no that would be inc*st bae😩😩

jean: insect* stupid 😐

you: did the meme just fly over ur head or what

you:

jean: is that a bunny

you: do you even know how to read at this point

jean: yeah yeah

jean: i have that affect on people <33

you: no actually i take it back you sound like a horse

jean: fuck you

mikasa -

you:

mikasa: Y/N 😭😭

mikasa: Dont just say things like that

you: which one :•)

you: was it the b00bs lol

mikasa: Yes Y/N.

you: again, my hands are very capabl

you:

mikasa: We've been dating for nearly a year now Y/N

you: okay??? answer the question

mikasa: What question

you: will you be my soulja gurl😳😳❗❗💯

mikasa: Whats a soulja gurl

you: youre worse than eren sometimes

mikasa: Yes i will be ur soulja gurl 🙄💖

levi -

you:

levi: I don't have time for your childish antics, Y/N.

you: are you mad at me

levi: Not yet. Why?

you: youre ending your sentences with full stops ):

you: feels kinda mean but idk

levi: Grammar, Y/N.

levi: again, I don't have the time for your silly images.

you: HA YOU DIDNT CAPITALIZE THE BEGINNING OF YOUR SENTENCE

you: CAUGHT YOU LACKING SHORTY 😡😡🔫💯💯❗

levi: The fuck you just call me, brat?

you: s h o r t

you: 5'2 mf 😩😩✋

levi: It's almost as if you asking to get put in your place.

you: please i see that stool

you: ill put all the food on top of the fridge and hide the stool and theres nothinf you can do about it

levi: Oh?

you: yeah hobbit

levi: Nothing?

you: nu uh

levi: We'll see about that.

you: is the little baby threatening me

levi: You've just about pushed your luck with me, brat.

you:

levi: Are you being serious right now?

you: yeth </3

you: i have a crush on you teehee

levi: Y/N, I've known this for months

you: WHAT

levi: We've been together for a while. We sleep in the same bed. I call you darling. Need I say more?

you: SO YOU LIKE ME TOO?? :OOOOO

levi: I love you, Y/N. Now quit your weird behavior.

#levi aot #aot #aot headcanons #aot x reader #aot imagines #aot texts #aot memes #attack on titan #attack on titan headcanons #snk levi #snk fanfiction #snk #levi ackerman x you #levi ackerman fluff #levi ackerman x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #armin arlet fluff #armin arlet x reader #armin headcanons #levi headcanons #eren x you #eren x y/n #eren headcanons #mikasa x reader #mikasa headcanons #rattyoakenbitch #aot crack #aot fluff

[luvring]

Rime my beloved <333 idk i really like him in a wattpad yn way n it scares me. Like, yeah he's a piece of shit or whatever but he likes me.... yk? It's the mental illness fantasy aha anyway can i get uhhhhh rime hcs. Fluff, angst, what kind of coffee he likes so i can spit in it yk yhe usual 😙 mmmm my mc has a white streak too i bet they'd go up to rime like "you fucking loser i bet its not even real. You used hair dye didnt u? And if it doesnt exist im sure u found some stupid spell just to copy me <3 bitch" what can i say i love bullying him he's like 6' he'll be fine

— general rime hcs

flips my sign that says felix cc to rime cc. i am here and ready O7

definitely bully him. deserved smh!!

"you think i dyed my hair to copy you? are you an idiot? we didn't even know each other—" "yeah yeah sure. i know you were watching me. you wanna be me so bad, huh? did you think felix would—" "finish that sentence and your blood is going to ruin the carpet." 👁️👁️ hit a nerve there

you don't even need to spit in his drink. literally anything messing with his hot chocolate will be life-threatening. he asks where the marshmallows were and you say you ate them

"you what" "i ate them" "...." "have you heard of the old chubby bunny challenge" "are you fucking—"

he makes a comment about how you're shorter than him and you throw back "yeah well at least i won't die young later—oh wait,"

cue the M3 spitting out their drink, choking, or looking wide-eyed and away from the scene

sorry. not really but sorry i'll bring back my fluff

if anyone else tried to insult or hurt you he's up in arms fr. he's spitting psychologically damaging insults. he is going up, tripping them, then saying "oops. that was a reflex"

if he ever spotted someone following you and making you uncomfortable he would walk up and glare at them

NOOOO MINI FAKE DATING RIME SCENARIO . oh my god

"who the hell are you, asshole?" "who do you think? their boyfriend. so i'd be careful about what you say or do next, asshole."

the person leaves after he grins at them (and probably after seeing him reach for something sharp in his little pouch)

. . .blinks. twirls my hair. pushes it behind my ear. :smirk:

"...so we're dating now?" "you are so irritating." "you have a crush on me" "i'm letting you struggle like a dying fish the next time this happens." (- rime when he lies)

pocky challenge. pocky challenge do the pocky challenge he gets much closer than everyone was expecting just to fluster you. depending on your relationship it will just (d)evolve into kissing

ohh rime getting nightmares about dying or being left alone ohh

he isn't one to crawl into bed and cuddle with you . smth smth terrible at being vulnerable or asking for help

you find him on the couch with a drink in his hand and sit beside him in silence

"didn't take you as someone to miss out on beauty sleep." "can you ever be quiet?" "mm...sometimes. maybe if you wanted to talk about why you're here?"

he won't give you specific details but you get the idea that he had a bad dream

he lets you keep him company while he finishes his drink, and stays there even after he does. it's really his way of letting you know he's ? sort of alright with you ?

he'll leave and tell you you should go back soon "unless you want to look even worse in the morning" (ohh you wanna kiss me so bad)

he makes fun of the others with you . and also other people in general

won't admit it but he likes That era of pop-punk/rock. looped the american beauty/american psycho fob album overnight by accident once probably

if for some miraculous reason he's in an especially good mood, he will let you try his caramel flan. contrary to popular belief and to the detriment of everybody else,, you are the only one who gets to try the flan.

you know when you ask somebody what you should wear and they're like "Whatever you feel the most comfortable in :) you are stunning no matter what :) ily :)"

that is not him. if you want an honest easy answer you go to rime

"should i wear the black one or the red one?" "whatever you'd like mc" "do you want to look like a bitch?" "rime—" "yes." "the red one" My Man 🤝

the kind of person to get more pissed off at an animal dying during a movie than a person . was probably rooting for it out of spite

rime....tattoos? sorry i need. sorry. like on his stomach . patchwork tattoos . sorry

sometimes he'll be doing something mundane and remember a time he was doing it with felix and you can see him frown

heehoo

his sadness and anger are very intertwined . they day he finally has a breakdown he's doing a maniacal laugh while crying out of disbelief and rage

if you hug him after he won't hug back (at first) but he'll press his face into your neck and just . stay there

anyway. he'd make you go on big rollercoasters/rides with him

don't take him to an escape room because he'll make you do all the work until the last minute where he tells you all the solutions that he's been keeping to himself.

spends so much time in CAS (create a sim) . like so much time. he finishes the sims and doesn't even play with them for more than 5 minutes unless he's doing a challenge

no he's so funny. he is the epitome of "my toxic trait is ____" and it's the stupidest shit. you take him to an aquarium and you see a mermaid show and he says "my toxic trait is that i know i could do that" and you're just !@$%?#(! your toxic trait is you commit murder you stupid whore

#🛒nia.reqs #last legacy #last legacy rime #last legacy headcanons #fictif rime #rime varela #rime solano varela #some of these lines made me giggle #IM SPITTING OUT THESE RIME POSTS

[eligaxy]

Wind

☆ℜ𝔢𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫𝔰𝔥𝔦𝔭 : Venti x gn!Reader

☆𝔚𝔞𝔯𝔫𝔦𝔫𝔤𝔰 : near death experience, you’re confused asf about everything, bad writing cause i suck, spoilers for the we will be reunited quest!! And also for venti’s backstory, venti is serious for once (yes it’s a legitimate warning🤚)

☆𝔊𝔢𝔫𝔯𝔢 : Some angst, some fluff? Idk bye🤨

☆𝔖𝔲𝔪𝔪𝔞𝔯𝔶 : "It's okay, it's over now" he kneeled to be at your level, his arms still wrapped around you, and you didn't have the energy to fight your urge of nuzzling into him. "I'll always be here for you, wherever there is wind, remember I'm here too. You only need to ask." (2.8k words)

♪𝔑𝔬𝔱𝔢𝔰 : i’m an idiot simp, i did this in one sitting and half asleep, english isnt my first language BLA BLA IM SORRY FOR MY POOR WRITING BUT HAVE THIS

basically you don’t know if you can trust venti or not, head says no, heart screams yes

Also, I was listening to stormterror’s lair ost while writing it, just because its fucking amazing, you might wanna listen to it too

I’m nervous to post this?/&:! This is the second fic i’ve ever finished in my whole life

i love venti and he’s hot in his god outfit i don’t make the rules

KAY ENJOY <3

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"Please, anybody... Just help me."

Saying you were exhausted would have been an understatement. After reuniting with your sibling, you had been frantically searching for clues about khaenri'ah and ways to Inazuma. With no luck, you couldn't find any traces of Dainsleif or of your twin. The ruins had been sealed and you had no idea what happened to the inverted statue or the corpse you had found there. Desperately, you clung into every little information you had, you would have turned every rock on this archon damned continent if you had to, which is what led you into those ruins near Guilli plains.

Walking along the destroyed buildings your eyes caught sight of a dandelion and you froze. You missed them so much, why couldn't they go back home with you? All you ever wanted was to be by their side why, why were they running away from you?

You remembered your travels, the moments you shared together, their protectiveness over you, the fondness in their eyes when you smiled at them. You remember the times you got hurt and healed one another with your now missing powers. You remember sleeping by their side and being grateful to the universe to let you keep your ray of sunshine everywhere with you. How ironic.

What had they meant 'once you reach the end of your journey' ? What does that even mean? Stupid twin, if they knew you were here the whole time, why hadn't they come to you? Why were they always leaving just when they were within your grasp? Why? Did they know how much you missed them and how much your heart broke when you finally saw them? Did they?

You only realized you were crying when a small gust of wind had your wet cheek react to the cold, breaking your train of thought. Wind.

The wind is everywhere, you think, free as a bird, always accompanying every citizen of this world, never truly alone. With this in mind, you resumed your exploring, slower this time.

A sigh escaped your mouth. You didn't want to admit it, but the wind did comfort you a little. Almost as if he was here. God of freedom and of the breeze, he was more a singer than a protector and you couldn't bear to think about him. Was it true? What Dain said... Did he destroy this nation? Was he the cause of the scenery that still haunted your nightmares up until 500 years later? Your brain simply couldn't accept that Venti, your Venti, you catch yourself thinking, could have made such an act of wrath. He was the epitome of freedom, why would he take the very thing he based all of his existence on from mere mortals? Barbatos simply couldn't be afraid of being overpowered, he didn't even care about power. All he wanted was freedom and happiness for his people. Surley this couldn't be right?

But then again, who were you to deny the wipe out of an entire nation? The gods did it. They were afraid that Celestia would be overthrown by the pride of humankind, the destruction of khaenri'ah by divine beings was a fact. There was no misunderstanding about this. That was the one thing you were sure of. So why did you feel like crying even more now?

The mere thought of a gentle soul such as Venti committing innocent people to an eternity of suffering didn't sit right with you. Even when his dearest friend Dvalin had turned against him, he didn't try to stop him, didn't even ask the dragon to save him. He healed and helped him, gave him a choice.

'What is freedom if demanded of you by a god?' was the same person that asked this question the same one who committed mass murder? Genocide?

Did the little wine-lover bard you had grown fond of destroy all hopes and light your kin had?

You remember that night when he freed Stanley from his burden, freed his and his friends' spirits. You had marveled at his action, in that instant he was a god, and he definitely hadn't struck you as a murderer. You remember that look of silent pain and grief in his eyes when he sang the tales of the nameless bard he had taken the appearance of. You knew he trusted you enough to share his story, something so personal, you could almost feel the war that took down the tyrant of Mond. Oh how much you cherished that evening, treating him to some well deserved dandelion wine afterwards, his favorite, and asking him to sing you more about the time where was nothing but the spirit of a breeze.

Your heart broke a little, remembering his rosy cheeks and drunk smile, you wish you could talk to him, ask him what happened. What did he do, was he really as dangerous as you had been told? If so, then why did you feel so good around him? Why did you feel like you could give hi-

You stopped walking upon seeing a ruin guard up ahead in the distance. You're so stupid, you think. Feeling this way is not gonna get you anywhere, especially with how the bard had been missing for a few weeks now. Ever since you had last seen your sibling.

Where was he, where was he wandering off to? You walk towards the disabled ruin guard, not really paying any mind to it, still thinking about the god you longed to meet with. If you could see him, what would you even say? Would he even answer your questions? Why did your stomach feel so light and funny when you thought about seeing him, why aren't you angrier?

You're almost at the killing machine's level now, so lost in your thought you don't notice the five other similar robots hidden behind a wall next to it. You notice them only when it's too late and you've already turned them on while thinking about examining them and collecting their serial numbers. When you hear the familiar tick of the mechanism turning on, you internally panic and think about running away only to calm down moments later and think to yourself that you can simply beat it and take what you came here for. Even if you are emotionally and physically tired, you can manage, you think.

That was before hearing five other consecutive ticks right after it, and all around you.

Turning around, your gaze falls upon the small army of field tillers. Fuck.

Paimon wasn't with you today, you had asked for some time alone which she hesitantly accepted, so you couldn't ask her to go fetch help. You would have been worried if you had all your capacities but with the state you were in, you were wondering how you were going to survive this fight. You were alone, none of your companions with you, and deeply weakened by the busy day you had and the few hours of sleep you had managed to steal away from the night. Was it today you would meet your doom, with all your questions and uncertainties unanswered?

You tried your best to fight with the strength you had left, but quickly grew desperate after what felt like hours of efforts to swing your blade and being able to only take one monster down out of the six. It didn't help that you got injured along the way, their blows becoming harder and harder to dodge. After being thrown on the grown for the third time, you understood you had at least two broken ribs and that your shaking legs would soon fail you as well.

Fear crept upon you, you would die here today, alone. Alone. You couldn't talk to your sibling after all, couldn't understand. You didn't even get to talk to him one last time. Him... You would die without the knowledge of the truth about your bard. You would die alone. You didn't want that, you couldn't look death straight in the eye.

"Please, anybody... Just help me."

-

In Mondstadt, there was a musician, a weird singer everyone had heard about at least once. He lived off of his songs and was mostly known for having a great story-telling and being an alcoholic.

The number of people who knew the true nature of his identity were few and he was perfectly content with that. He didn't wish to be a god anymore, his gnosis had been taken away anyway and it's not like he had any power over the city of wind nowadays. Even if his people still worshipped him as Barbatos, it didn't sit right with him to be called a god anymore. It actually never did, he thinks to himself with a smile, he never really took any responsibilities that came with the divine title which is why he was so weak today. But it didn't matter to him, his smile turns into a soft giggle.

Sitting on a mill that was once born from his steps he looks fondly over the city he founded. Even if they were godless, the citizens were still thriving and free. He cared oh so very deeply about the place even if he rarely, if not never, showed the affection within his heart. He remembers the day he grew strong enough to dispel the storms over his actual Mondstadt, and made the weather gentle enough so that there was no need for fireplaces. Nowadays, he loves watching birds nest into the chimney tops and seeing them found their own home. It gave him a sense of belonging like no other, not above his people, but walking among them and watching them nest into this cocoon he created. He was proud of what happened to his land and would do it all over again if he had to.

Especially since it led to him meeting you. This thought doesn't catch him off guard, you often roamed around in his mind after all, and it's not like he didn't write at least three songs about you and your feat, your smile, your courage...

Ah there he goes again, rambling about you in a whisper. He turns around to the statue of him his people erected in his honor, chuckling at how they never made the connection with his signature braids. His, but not really his, since he had stolen this form from someone who was much more deserving of this power than him. Seeing his friend being honored with the statues of the seven around the land made him happy, he hoped that it was a good enough thank you gift in return for everything that the bard whom he couldn't even remember the name of anymore did for him.

Upon gazing at the statue, he remembered telling you of his long gone friend. It was the first time he had talked about him to someone else, he didn't even mention it to Venessa, she who made him believe in himself again. He could ask himself why, but he simply knew that you had something different, more than meets the eye. Perhaps it was because you weren't from Teyvat, or perhaps it was just you being as simple as your natural self but he was simply and utterly captivated by your being. You inspired him to no end, at first he thought it was because he had never met someone like you and he loved new things! But as time grew and he got to know you, he understood quickly the meaning and depth of his passions. He thought of it with a light chuckle, content with your presence alone. He really did need and want you around.

So why did he purposely avoid you like the plague?

The wind had brought to his ears that you had met with Dainsleif.

And your twin.

His first reaction was to search for you, talk to you, he wanted to be here to know what happened! You had searched so long, he couldn't contain himself, still listening to what the wind told him, he started running with excitement but... But wait, Dainsleif was... He told you what?

Oh.

So you heard about Khaenri'ah. He had stopped dead in his tracks and turned back, only sending a warm current of wind your way, hugging you from afar.

He wasn't ready to talk about this yet, not ready to face you and absolutely not ready to answer your questions. He was a coward, he thought, running away like that but what else could he do, really. It was only natural for him to be as uncatchable as air.

A sorry excuse to avoid the fact that even if his past had marvelous story like the one of the nameless bard, it also had its share of darkness, something he wasn't ready to dive back into. Especially not now when your arrival has been shaking this world up like it hasn't been since at least 500 years.

But oh, how he longed to see your face or to hear your voice. So he asked a breeze to report to him what you were up to, and where you were. Just in case! he tells himself, what if you needed help ehe? But he knows you're competent and you won't need the help of a weakling coward like him anytime soon. Or so he thought.

Because when the breeze only gives him a few words back, his blood runs cold.

"Please, anybody... Just help me."

-

As you murmured these words in your desperate state, not really for anyone but yourself as a last resort, a prayer of some sort, you tried to stand by leaning yourself on your sword and failing miserably. You didn't dare look up as you heard the loud footsteps of the metal giants coming your way. It was over, and you barely managed to accept it.

As you rested your forehead against the cold handle of your sword, you closed your eyes, tears starting to make their ways out of your closed eyelids. All you could feel was remorse.

A soft breeze moved your hair slightly and your chest felt like a black hole had taken place where your heart used to be, regretting to not have been able to meet him under the tree at Windrise one last time.

The breeze quickly grew stronger, until it felt unnatural and you looked up from the ground, only to close your eyes again immediately when you realized the wind was too powerful for you to keep them open. If you had struggled to see though, you would have been blinded by the white light that soon illuminated the whole ruins. You didn't have enough time to register the situation when you felt a hand being laid atop your shoulder, snaking around your collarbones and pulling you back into... nothing? Another arm circled your weak form and a voice you immediately recognized said

"I've dealt with things worse than you, now crumble."

You realized that if you couldn't feel a chest behind you while still being embraced by his arms, it was because he was floating above you, and not standing behind you. A look in his direction confirmed your suspicions but what stunned you wasn't the fact that he was flying, but the attire he wore. Barely covering his body, a white set made of materials that seemed like clouds and liquid gold contrasted perfectly with his regular green clothes. His hair was glowing green and his eyes that were focused on the ruin guards up ahead had a marvelous shine that you had never seen before. He had that same aura he did the night he freed Stanley, but there was also something different about the way his hands gripped you a little too tightly or the way his voice sounded.

"Venti.." You muttered his name, relief and affection flooding you all at once, in his presence you felt as if nothing bad could happen to you. How foolish could you be, just a few hours ago you were speculating wether or not he had wiped out an entire civilisation and now here you were, being saved by him and feeling safer than you had in months.

"Close your eyes, I don't want give you a headache" he said, slowly floating legs first towards the ground. His unusually serious voice surprised you (and him) but you did as he told you. Letting go of your sword and leaning back into him, you let him deal with the monsters ahead of you.

"It's okay, it's over now" he kneeled to be at your level, his arms still wrapped around you, and you didn't have the energy to fight your urge of nuzzling into him. "I'll always be here for you, wherever there is wind, remember I'm here too. You only need to ask."

Being protected by a god really didn't feel that bad. Especially when you were in love with said god.

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