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#im tired if this isnt funny just... just ignore me
enden-k · 9 months
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dont !! follow/interact with me !! on my nsfw acc !!! if you are a minor !!!!!!
im honestly getting so tired, if i catch one again ill block you both on my nsfw acc and on my main acc here. my nsfw accs is a safe space for us adults and i dont want minors in my notes or follow list jfc. its in my bio and in big letters on my pinned over there
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so the fact that i still see you in my activity just tells me youre being ignorant and uncaring about my boundaries/comfort. you dont want others to ignore your rules/boundaries right? think about others and respect their boundaries too ffs.
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bunnyb34r · 6 months
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Having a cranky crabby high frustration day and it made me think of something I hadnt in a long time
I was thinking ab how growing up I wasnt allowed to get mad or god forbid have an attitude (yeah having CPTSD and oh being a literal fucking child will do that to you) and how I would have to lie and say I was "just tired" bc that was more acceptable than "I'm fucking mad at you right now and I know that if I say anything about WHY I'm frustrated, you'll get mad back at ME"
And it's like we all knew it was a lie, like ffs let your kids be mad at you sometimes even when you think they have no reason to be! Especially if they have poor emotional regulation!! And for God sake look in the fucking mirror and see that they are reacting how YOU react to anger!
Idk it just made me mad to think ab how kids and teens aren't allowed to be angry or "have an attitude" and then parents wonder why kids act out. Like when you have no healthy outlet to deal with anger you're going to get it out however you can, and suprise grow up into an adult with anger issues! Who fucking knew!
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ecogas · 11 months
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if only my depression just evaporated.
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nakitengoku · 1 year
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Nothing more frustrating than trying to sleep, knowing that I work early tomorrow, only to have my mind and body refuse to be tired
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ihaechans · 7 months
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Your Red Lipstick || L.DH
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PAIRING ▸ boyfriend!Haechan x reader
GENRES ▸ overwhelming fluff, healthy relationship
WARNINGS/CONTENT ▸ minimal profanity, Hyuck is really in love it’s sickening, kissing, teasing, mentions of Hyuck getting a boner but it really goes no where after that
SUMMARY ▸ Kisses, kisses, kisses. That’s all your boyfriend wants. When you refuse to give him the one thing he craves, he won’t leave you alone, begging and begging until you give in.
WORD COUNT▸ 1k
Authors note: was really battling on whether I should make this into smut or not but I decided to keep it cute since I barely ever write fluffy things 🥰 (this also isnt proofread so oopsies if theres any mistakes) enjoy!
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Things like this were no longer surprising.
Hyuck wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you incredibly close.
“I just got home from work baby, Im sweaty and I need to shower.”
You already knew what he was going to say, completely unbothered when he opens his mouth to speak.
“Just let me kiss you, wanna hold you please.” Doe eyes stare straight at you, your boyfriend begging like a starved man for a kiss.
He had been repeating that same phrase for the past fifteen minutes now, not letting up in the slightest.
“Hyuck, I need to shower.”
You know fighting is completely pointless, he wouldn’t let you go without getting that kiss and you both knew it. His persistence was both endearing and slightly frustrating, your tired body wanting nothing but a hot shower and a nice nap after work.
Your boyfriend puckers his lips and shuts his eyes, waiting for you to grant his wish. It’s hard not to laugh at his cuteness, the scene making you smile.
Finally, you give in to his request, unable to resist his adorable puckered lips and closed eyes.
It’s a short and sweet kiss, but it leaves your boyfriend with a tint of red painted across his lips, your lipstick transferring onto his own lips.
Laughter fills the air as you stare at him, your boyfriend tilting his head in question at your actions.
“Cute” you smile, squeezing his cheeks and pecking a kiss to his cheek before walking away, heading to your shared bedroom.
“Woah woah woah wait! What’s so funny?” He chases after you like a lost puppy, pouting when you snicker to yourself, ignoring him. “Baby, what are you laughing at?”
“It’s nothing Hyuck, don’t worry.” You can’t even make eye contact with the boy without falling into a fit of giggles, Hyuck getting embarrassed as you continue laughing at him.
Your red lipstick leaves a vivid mark on his cheek, contrasting against his own fair skin. It’s adorable, and you’d leave another one if you weren’t so desperate to shower and lay down.
Hyuck follows you down the hall and all the way to your shared bedroom, hot on your heels.
“Babe, are you gonna let me shower in peace or are you gonna keep following me?”
“Haha very funny.” Hyuck smirks and leans against the doorway, his eyes fixated on your body as you start to peel your shirt off.
“Don’t be a weirdo~” you tease, turning away from him to hide your body.
Hyuck continues to pout, flopping down onto the bed with a dramatic groan. “All I want is to kiss my beautiful girlfriend and she won’t let me. How is that fair? A cute boy like me deserves all her kisses.”
You chuckle at his playful complaints, throwing your shirt directly into his face and turning towards him, nothing covering your top half but a bra.
Donghyuck yelps when your shirt suddenly flies into his face, but once he realizes what’s going on he takes a big whiff of your scent like a weirdo, letting out a dramatic sigh and blabbering about how good you smell.
“You know,” he starts, propping himself up on his elbows, “All I want is a kiss and you’re giving me everything but that.”
A sigh leaves you as realization dawns over you. Donghyuck would not let you shower nor sleep in peace until he got another kiss, a real kiss.
“Donghyuck.”
He perks up when you say his government name, eyes widening slightly as you reluctantly stride over to him.
“Want a kiss?” His tongue is practically hanging out of his mouth when you straddle him, hands instinctively moving to your waist.
He nods without saying a word, licking his lips as he waits for your lips to meet. With a sigh, you give in, leaning in to plant a kiss on his lips.
Hyuck doesn’t let you go when you try to break the kiss, one of his hands finding place on the back of your neck as he brings you even closer, forcefully deepening it. His grip tightens, his fingers tangling in the luscious strands of your hair, pulling you in deeper and making your head spin.
This is not how this usually goes.
Your boyfriend playfully slaps your ass, causing you to moan into his mouth as you are caught by surprise. “Hyuck!” you scold, staring deep into his eyes as you pant slightly, lust swimming in his brown orbs.
“I have a great idea,” you say, leaning in close, but not close enough for Hyucks liking. “How about…”
The suspense is killing Hyuck as you speak extra slow, purposely keeping him on his toes. You can feel his now growing erection poking the side of your thigh, but choose to ignore it, smiling to yourself as you feel him try to subtly grind against you for some sort of relief.
“How about I go take a shower?” In a flash, you hop off of your boyfriend, dashing to the bathroom door and locking it.
“Babeeeee,” he whines, not even making an attempt to chase after you as he sits there in complete awe. “You’re so mean to me.”
Laughing to yourself, you take a look at yourself in the mirror, all of your lipstick completely gone.
“Oh yeah babe, almost forgot to tell you that you’ve got a little something on your face.”
And with that, Hyuck groans, his brain finally putting the pieces together.
“You’re evil, you know that?” He sighs, burying his face into the mattress with a groan as he embraces defeat.
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gogomatthew · 6 months
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Sensitive
DAY 1 OF KINKTOBER: EAR PLAY
KT masterlist here 🎃💗
Dom!Spencer x fem!reader
summary: Your boyfriend has a theory about you that he is desperate to prove and after you drop a little comment about him not being dominant.. the opportunity presents itself
warnings: ear play, dom!sub dynamics, squirting, fingering MINORS AGELESS BLOGS DNI ! 18+
The way you flinched away every time someone would whisper into your ear or fix your earpiece made a shiver run down your boyfriends back. He had a theory about you and he knew just how to prove it.
“I can be dominant! you just have to let me!” he exclaims pouring sugar by the pound into his coffee mug “I think the fact that you have to beg to be dominant kinda takes away the whole purpose” you giggle as you bringing your mug up to your mouth just as Hotch makes his way into the small kitchenette area at the BAU effectively stopping Spencer from yapping on about your sex life. He stoops his head down to your ear and whispers “ill prove it to you” his warm breath brushing your sensitive ear gives you goosebumps as he walks away chuckling ignoring the questioning glance from Hotch.
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By the time you’re packing up your things and getting ready to leave the office for the day, you have come up with about 15 different ways to torture your boyfriend for the way he embarrassed you today but ultimately deciding against it due to the fatigue overtaking your body. The ride back home is mostly filled with comfortable silence, you assume its just because you’re both too tired too speak as he gives your thigh an occasional squeeze as you drive. You enter your shared apartment and make your way to your bedroom desperate to lay in the comfort of your own bed as Spencer follows hot on your heels. You lay down flat on your back letting out a strained sound. You see your boyfriend loosen his ty and kick off his shoes but you miss the look of hunger in his eyes. He crawls over you and his mouth grazes your ear lobe so gently “this is what you wanted all along isnt it?” his raspy voice sending shivers down your body as you try to squirm away from under him only for him to pin your hands over your head. “Who would’ve thought this was all I needed to do to have my way with you” he places an open mouth kiss to your ear lobe before taking it in his mouth and sucking on it causing you to let out a loud whimper “s-stop y-your not being a good boy” he thinks it’s funny yet impressive that you still want to take the dominant role even when you’re pinned under him. He takes your lobe out of his mouth and kisses it “im not? im just trying to make you feel good.. im giving you a what you want” his tone is teasing, he knows he has the upper hand here and he’s going to use it “all you have to do is let me baby.. tell me what you want” he finishes his statement with a lick down your ear “ah- ngh” you’re moaning from every touch already feeling overstimulated but needing more you start bucking your hips up desperately to get your message across but being quickly stopped by his large hand coming down to hold them in place “you have to say it baby cmon” you whine “p-please I want you to touch m-me” you look up pleading.
Hes never seen you like this before, hes never seen you this desperate, its always been the other way around but it was beautiful and he was becoming addicted to it very quickly “you can do better than that sweetheart” it sounds like he’s mocking you but to be honest he could get off just at the sight of you begging for him. “I need you please I need you to make me feel good I-I promise ill be good” you dont even care about how desperate you sound right now, not when his tounge brushes your ear so slowly as the sounds of his breath invade your hearing. Damn these profilers! he figured out your sensitive spot just by observing. He smiles down at you as his hands start roaming your body. He unbuttons whatever buttons his shaky hands manage to get too to watch your chest rising and falling with each sound of pleasure leaving your lips. He cups on of your boobs from under your bra gently playing with your nipple though his erratic movements and shaky breaths that give away how truly desperate he is too, not to mention his rock hard cock rubbing against your clothed thigh making him let out breathy moans in your ear every time he got some relief from the friction making you not feel TOO pathetic anymore. His hand slides down from your boob down your tourso until it reaches your hips, he unbuttons your jeans with one hand as he bites down on your ear a little harder than intended as you let out a yelp and loud strangled moan that reminds spencer to find out if you have a newly found pain kink in the future. He slips his hand under your panties as he starts circling your clit slowly. You feel tears start to well in your eyes desperate for more “faster please” he obeys and starts circling the bundle of nerves faster, he slides his fingers down between your folds until he reaches your opening, he slips 2 fingers in and without giving you time to adjust he starts pumping in and out of you with them.
He curls them at just the right spot enjoying the view of you squirming and your legs shaking as your thighs try to close in around his hand but he goes even faster pulling lewd sounds out of you “f-fuck!!” you turn your head denying him access only for him to move to your other ear and take it in his mouth “SPENCER!!” its all too much you’re practically screaming now “I-I cant please!” hes power drunk right now he cant even stop himself from moaning into your ear with every ounce of friction your thigh gives his aching cock “I- I need to cum- please let me!” part of him wants to deny you just like you have done to him multiple times but he wants you to enjoy this just as much as him so who is he to deny his baby? “im not gonna stop you.. go ahead and finish all over my fingers angel” his thumb comes up to rub your clit as he continues to pump into you “cmon dont keep me waiting” he tops it off with a nip at the shell of your ear. “AHHH-“ your screaming now moving frantically intentionally giving spencer some much needed friction. Relief washes over your body and you squirt all over his fingers. Its not new but it dosent happen very often but when it does.. it makes spencer incredibly cocky. He places a kiss on your ear making you shudder as you attempt to calm down from your orgasm as he takes his fingers out of your pussy and into his mouth “who knew all I needed to do was whisper in your ear” he laughs sweetly making you giggle slightly out of breath. You push him on the bed “you didn’t get to cum..” you give him a slight pout as he stares at you with admiration “I guess I just have to find your sweet spot now” lets just say you both didn’t get much sleep
A/N: first time participating on the writing end of kt hope you all enjoy!! reminder english isnt my first language. REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!
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l44serbeam · 1 year
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— TIRED OF YOU ʚɞ 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨
← 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞
warnings: swearing, blood, arguments
Patrolling with Ellie was y/ns favorite things to do, being her source of peace. So, when Ellie switched out of her patrol shift with y/n for the second time in a row, she couldn’t help but be mad and automatically ignore Ellie to give her a taste of her own medicine. Hours after a heated argument before y/n’s patrol, Ellie seems to lose all her senses when her patrol replacement returns without y/n.
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Patrolling along side Ellie was y/n’s main source of peace. When it was just the two of them, wandering the grassy fields and chasing one another through the trees, the uncomfortability that surrounded y/n melted away and left behind a little girl amazed by the wonders around her. The distaste constantly directed at her became nothing but a ragged memory.
“Y/n, y/n! Oh my god look!” Ellie called out, pointing ahead and turning to face her. Childish glee coated her face and she jumped on her heels excitedly.
Y/n quickly finished tying shimmers lead onto a tree branch and ran up to the delightful girl to see what she referred to.
She couldn’t be help but laugh when spotting Ellies object of reference.
A rusted orange unicycle laid in a bush. Ellie ran up to it and lifted it off the ground, seeing if it was functional. She rotated the wheel which creaked and resisted at first, but then loosened up and turned easily.
“Help me get on.” Ellie insisted, sticking her arm out to hold.
“Ok Els but if you eat shit you’re not allowed to blame me.” y/n giggled, one hand on Ellies waist and another on her arm as she mounted the unicycle and found her balance.
“Ok, ok let go.”
As y/n backed away hesitantly, Ellie leaned forward, attempting to centralize her weight stand taller. Her body swayed as the wheel rolled back and forth, tipping her side to side.
Her eyes wide and a maniatic smile on her face, Ellie looked up at y/n as she started finding her balance and gently pedaling.
“Look im going it! Haha get fucked! Thought i wouldn’t be able to do it, huh?” Ellie laughed.
“Don’t get ahead of yourself there.” Y/n said when Ellies arms started frantically grabbing onto nothing but air as the wheel tilted to the side.
Before y/n could reach over and help her, the unicycle flew forward and Ellie fell onto her behind, releasing a huff of air when she landed and groaning. She was surprised when she felt the entirety of her pants get soaked, realizing she felt into a dip in the concrete that held old, muddy rain water.
Hysterically laughing, y/n ran up to her and crouched next to her, trying to help her up.
“Oh yeah so funny isnt it?” Ellie said, holding back her own laughter and grabbing onto the arm y/n held out to her.
When y/n expected to pull Ellie up, she was strongly and suddenly pulled into the puddle along with the girl, also getting her pants and hands wet.
“Oh are you fucking kidding me!” Y/n yelled, attempting to sound angry but failing.
“Yeah whose laughing now huh?” Ellie said, reaching up to catch y/ns wrists as she tried to playfully punch her.
The two laughed hysterically and rolled in the puddle for a few minutes, the warm summer sun shining down on them and causing a golden overcast on all the nature surrounding them.
Ellies grey eyes shone a hazey green under the sun and her skin prickled pink under her freckles.
"Wait! Stay right here.” Y/n suddenly said, jumping onto her feet and running to her pack that laid next to Shimmer. She pulled out a weathered white polaroid camera from her bag and clicked the button to turn it on.
Tommy had found the camera and dozens of boxes of film while on a patrol and gifted it to y/n to celebrate her one year at Jackson. As she began taking photos, she realized she had no where to store them. Ellie suggested the two of them made y/n her own polaroid album so, the two got together on Joels porch one hot summer day and made the photo album.
Now, y/n only stores her favorite of memories and people in the album, being mainly pictures of Tommy, Joel, and Ellie. She wanted to keep pictures and remembrances of the small, joyful moments of her life. The moments where she was nothing but happy. Surrounded by so much negativity and darkness, inside and outside of Jackson, she wanted to keep these memories close and never let herself forget them.
So now, under the hot Wyoming sun, she had to take a picture. The rarity of this warm, comforting weather made the moment all the more special, the golden overcast taking over everything.
y/n walked back to Ellie who was distracted with the unicycle, sitting on the ground and twisting some random screws to see if she could better the device
y/n brought the camera up eye and looked through the viewfinder, landing on the brunette girl before her.
“Ellie.” Y/n called, snapped the picture the very second she whipped her head around.
Ellies hands clasped over her eyes and laughed at the suddenness of the camera flash. “Jesus no warning or anything. Gonna make me go blind.”
Shaking the image, y/n ran back to her pack and pulled out the diy photo album and came back to Ellie. She flipped to the last page with three empty slots in the bottom and slid in the forming picture. The two sat and stared at the polaroid, watching the figures form and the white screen turn a yellow tint.
“Oh wow. You look so pretty.” Y/n said, the minimal comment making Ellies cheeks redden.
“Shut up.” She mumbled, receiving only giggles from y/n who knew her compliments to Ellie always left the girl jittery and pink.
“I have a question for you.” Ellie began as the two sat on the concrete floor.
“Hmm?” Y/n hummed in response as she flipped through the pages of the photo album.
“How come you never put pictures people take of you in the album? like you only put pictures you take of other people.” She asked. Y/n froze for a moment, unsure of how to respond. “I guess, i like keeping memories from my perspective, ya know?”
“Hm.” Was all Ellie responded with a nod. She leaned forward and grabbed the camera from the ground beside y/n and brought it to her eyes. “Smile.”
Y/n laughed, her hand flying up as to cover the camera lens but Ellie quickly took the photo before she could.
“You bitch!” Y/n laughed. Ellie stuffed the polaroid in her pocket. “Not gonna put it in here?” Y/n asked, suggesting to the album.
“No way. You get to keep pictures of your favorite things from your perspective and i get to keep a picture of mine from my perspective.”
Y/n couldn’t help but blush and look away from Ellie at the suggestion that she was her favorite thing.
“Now c’mon, we gotta go back and pretend we did shit.”
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“The fuck do you mean your here in Ellies place?” Y/n yelled at the man before her.
“Uhh i mean she asked Maria to switch out so she took my shift and now im here.”
Y/n sighed angrily. It was the third time Ellie decided to switch out of her patrol, specifically the patrols she had paired with y/n.
Y/n couldn’t help but feel devastated, her best friend seemed to be avoiding her and patrolling with her.
It’d been a three weeks since their last patrol, y/n decidedly giving Ellie the silent treatment after the second schedule change. Y/n even didn’t show up to Friday movie night at Ellies. She was angry and hurt and couldn’t help but jump to the conclusion that Ellie was in fact, getting tired of her.
Shed feared this for ages, the two constantly together. Shed feared that her inability to socialize with the people in Jackson would take a toll on their relationship and cause Ellie to find others, realizing try were better than her. Normal.
Y/n turned on her heels, having plans on exactly what she was going to do the 40 minutes she had left before patrol.
Ellie was awoken by five heavy bangs on her door.
“What do you want?” She sleepily called out, twisting and turning on the couch shed fallen asleep in.
“Open the fucking door Ellie.”
Ellie jumped to her feet, her senses immediately sharpened and at ready. She looked into the small mirror hung on her wall, rapidly pulling out the hair tie that held it together and brushing it with her fingers and straightening her hoodie.
“Uhhh coming!” Ellie yelled, aggressively cursing when her foot came into painful contact with the leg of her couch.
When the door swung open, y/n’s almost had to hold back a laugh. Ellie huddled in front of her, her socked foot in her hand, her hair all over her face, and imprints from the couch stamped in her cheek. But the comical image in front of her didn’t dissipate her anger, the very imprints she wanted to laugh now making her just more furious.
“The fuck is up with you? Im being fucking partnered with some seventeen year old twig that doesn’t know his head from his as because you wont fucking take the shift.” Y/n began, pushing herself past Ellie and into the house.
She knew the house so well, pictures of the two and pieces of paper littered with doodles and drawings covered the walls. Y/n had spent countless nights on that couch, being delirious from laughter and too lazy to walk back to your house.
“You’ve been avoiding me l and its clear and if theres something you want to me then just say it because u swear to god Ellie i cant deal with this petty bullshit-“
“Y/n what the fuck are you on about!” Ellie yelled, a face of confusion.
“Im talking about the fact that you’ve switched out of every single patrol we’ve been partnered for the last three god damn weeks and have provided no reason! AND i literally haven’t seen you in ages!”
“Yeah because every time i talk to you you practically have been running away! You didn’t even come on Friday or let me know why!”
“Ive been ignoring you cause you’ve been fucking bailing on patrol, also without letting me know why! You obviously don’t seem to want to be around me and if thats the case i want you to say it. Because i am tired of expecting you to show up and getting some fucking runt.”
“Oh my god y/n stop being so fucking dramatic! I don’t always have to be around you, i have my own shit going on! Its not my fault you’re incapable of working with people like you’re fucking supposed to!”
Y/ns mouth closed and her eyes clouded with hurt. Ellie couldn’t believe she’d just said what she said, her pwn eyes widening and her hands cautiously to reach towards Y/n’s shoulders. “Y/n i didn’t-“
“Don’t.” Was all she said before storming out of the door, leaving Ellie with her face in her hands and collapsing to sit on the edge of her bed.
Fuckfuckfuck. Was all she could repeat in her mind. Shed just told off her best friend and used the thing she was most insecure about against her. She was disgusted with herself and the carelessness of her mouth.
Ellie never meant for this to happen. She meant to distance herself from y/n for the sake of her feelings but not to ruin their relationship. That was the one thing she was trying to preserve. She refused to let turmoiling feeling of love brewing within her whenever they laid eyes on one another ruin their bond and now, she let that distance hurt that now sped down the streets on Jackson to get to the gate and leave as soon as possible.
“Woah kid! Slow your roll.” She heard from a voice she rushed by, stopping her in her tracks. “Where ya off to walking like that?”
“Hey Tommy.” Y/n sighed, a small smile coming to her lips. He could always do that. Anytime y/n was spiraling in her anger or swallowing in her sorrow, he could cheer her up with just the enthusiastic call of his voice. “Boutta go out on patrol.”
“With the mousey kid? Luke i think his name is.” Tommy asked, a face of confusion.
Y/n rolled her eyes. “Seems like it. Ellie was supposed to be scheduled but shes-“ Y/n cut herself off, looking down at her boots in an offputtish manner.
Tommy knew there was something going on. He’s been able to sense it for a week or two. Hed try asking subtle questions to the both of them, but he’d only ever received dismissive jokes or immediate changes of subject.
“Whats goin’ on with you two? Ive barely seen y’all together the past few weeks.” Tommy asked, y/n rubbing her hands against her face and groaning.
“I don’t even know man. We just talked and she said some shit and im really fucking pissed at her cause she said some pretty messed up stuff but i also wasn’t exactly in the right i guess but- i don’t even know.”
Tommy put a comforting hand on her shoulder and squeezed it, lowering his head slightly to meet with her eye to eye. “Look kid. You two have been best friends since the second y’all met. You’ve been constantly together for three years and that wont come with some kind of disputes but one thing is for sure. Y’all love each other and you’ll get over it.”
“I guess your right.” Y/n mumbled, breathing in to regain her composure.
“C’mon, ill walk you to the gate.” Tommy said, hugging her from the side and the two walking off.
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“Look, just keep fucking quiet ok. In and out thats how we’re gonna do this. You follow my lead and nothing else. Got it?” Y/n commanded harshly, her finger inches away from the boys face.
About four hours into their patrol, y/n and the boy she was partnered with came across a deserted warehouse that looked promising. It was five stories tall and incredibly large. Being just two of them, they had to rely on stealth and quickness, two things y/n doubted Luke was capable of.
“Yes ma’am. Got it.” Luke said, urgently nodding his head.
“Don’t call me ma’am.”
“Yes ma- Sorry.”
Y/n placed her hand on the handle of the door leading into the side of the warehouses first floor. She slowly pushed it open, the rusted hinges creaking at the action.
The two crouched down, listening for any sign of movement. When there wasn’t any apparent threat detected, she pushed in through the door.
The place looked like any other abandoned building, littered with old trash, broken tables, and rusted machines.
One each side of the floor there were doorways. Y/n raised her hand and signaled to the one on the other end of the room considering the other doorway was slightly blocked, scurrying forward and looking around carefully with eyes peeled for anything that could be useful.
When they reached the door way, it led to a stairwell, the lights broken, making it completely dark.
“Take out your flashlight.” She whispered to him.
He swung his bag in front of him and frantically searched it for the flash light. When he found it, he pulled it out with so much momentum it flew out of his hand, the bulky metal light slamming against the hollow metal stairs, the sound echoing off of the walls of the entire stairwell.
“Are you fucking kidding me? The fuck is wrong with you?” Y/n seethed, her body automatically placing itself directly in front of him, chests almost touching and her eyes stabbing into him.
“I-im sorry i didn’t m-mean to drop it.” He spit quickly.
“I swear to god if you get us in trouble im going to beat your fucking ass. Be careful!”
Luke urgently nodded, his eyes wide and embarrassed.
Y/n turned around and began to go up the stairs, her steps quiet and careful. She turned around and pressed her finger to her lips, telling him to be utterly silent.
The sound of clicks and groans started to grow along with the shuffling of feet.
Shit.
“Backbackbackback-“ y/n started saying urgently, practically jumping down the steps and dashing to the doorway.
Luke closely behind, four infected rushing down the stairs wildly, trampling over one another in desperation.
Once through the doorway, Luke shut the two doors. A bit ahead y/n stopped running, Luke slamming into her back at her sudden halt when he turned which caused her to fall forward on the ground. From the door way on the other side, three runners clawed over the desk, their force pushing it forward and getting them closer and closer to climbing over.
Luke stood above y/n, eyes dashing back and forth from the girl trying to get herself up and the infected trying to get to them from either side.
“Fuck-“ He said weakly. He looked down at the struggling girl, her fall making her fall onto a pile of rubbled stone and concrete and pulling blood.
“Im sorry. Im so so sorry.” The boy said as he backed towards the the door they’d come in.
“No, no, NO!” y/n yelled from her place on the ground, holding her knee that bled aggressively and ached brutally.
“YOU FUCKING SON OF A BITCH, COWARD! IF I MAKE IT OUT OF HERE ALIVE IM GONNA COME FOR YOU YOU PIECE OF FUCKING SHIT! I SWEAR TO GOD LUKE!” y/n yelled, her voice hoarse and pained.
As he left through the door, shutting it closed y/n tried to stand and look around, spotting what seemed like a closet or storage unit behind her.
Finally, the runners finally busted through the barrier, recollecting themselves and setting their sight on the target.
Y/n tumbled back towards the door, dragging her leg with the injured knee.
Once she met the handle, she swung the door open and threw herself in, shutting the door with her and cutting out the infected by mere seconds.
On the ground, y/n rolled slowly herself into a ball, her knees to her chest that rose and fell frantically. The animalistic clawing at the door prevented her heart from calming or her breath from slowing, the sound a reminder as to how death was a single metal door away.
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“You did WHAT?” Tommy yelled furiously at the seated boy that sobbed deliriously before him.
“I-I couldn’t do anything. I ran and i got to the horse and came here.” He said, his words slurred and conjuncted with his cries.
Tommy’s fists tightened furiously at his side, his teeth clenching, resisting the urge to deck him.
Before Tommy could succumb to his urge, the door flew open, the person who came in just a blur before they immediately grabbed Luke by his shirt, standing him up and slamming him into the wall.
“Where the FUCK is she?” Ellie yelled, her voice reverberating through the room, everyone’s movements stilling at the excelling tension within the room.
Joel, who came in behind Ellie having just informed her of what happened, stood behind her, his hand hesitantly held up slightly and at ready to pull her off is she let her anger get the best of her.
“I- I- I don’t know how to tell you, it was pretty far out!” Luke cried, his voice begging for mercy.
Still holding his shirt, Ellie pulled him towards the table and forced his face to the map that sat on it, his face turning sideways at the expectation of getting it slammed into the metal.
“If you cant tell me then mark it.” She seethed, grabbing the pen next to her and slapped it onto the map right bellow his face and roughly let go of his shirt.
Hesitantly, Luke stood up straight and ran his hands over his shirt where Ellie clutched onto him. With shakey hands, he grabbed the pencil and studied the map.
What seemed like ages of silence passed over the room, everyones eyes between him and Ellie. Finally, he crouched forward and circles a spot on the map.
“There. Its this big warehouse that-“
Ellie didn’t let him finished before snatching the map and dashing out the room and she rolled it.
“Ellie, wait.” Joel called out, trailing behind her. “Think about this.”
“Fuck off Joel.” Was all Ellie said before leaving the building the were in and speeding off towards the gate, Joel giving up following her and watching her walk away, clutching the map in one hand and her other dipping into her pocket.
As she walked, she pulled out a polaroid from her pocket. Specifically, the polaroid of y/n taken on their last patrol. More specifically, the polaroid that made Ellie realize she was tragically head over heels for her best friend.
She looked down at it, the picture of her beautiful face igniting nothing but more fuel to her fire.
“Im gonna find you y/n/n. im gonna find you.”
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a/n: here is the part two yall have been waiting foooorrrr😝 ngl got a lil excited writing the part where Ellie slammed the guy to the wall that was def j for my entertainment and indulgence LMFAO part threes lined up for next week but im gna be taking a lil divergence from tlou for a sec cus my next fic is a robin buckley fic! jumping from lesbian to lesbian 😭😭😭 but after that one im already writing another naughty lil ellie fic😏😏 i love yall i hope u guys enjoy this
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catboybatman · 2 years
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Im so tired of seeing the worst hot takes on batman all time. Im not even talking about whether he's a good parent or not or the male power fantasy wet dream. Its the soggy whitebread on a plate takes that are presented like its something genius that piss me off more than anything else.
"Batman is a good actor and sometimes he wears make up" this is canon idk what to tell you my guy.
"Bruce would be an ally!!" Well canonically he is. And if you have brains you can see that there is nothing straight about that man, but that is a conversation for another day before i start ranting on how a lot of yall view queerness in characters.
"I think Bruce would offer criminals and such jobs at WE" Again. This is canon. Like idk why you are presenting it like its some genius hot take like its in the fucking text!!!
"I think Bruce donates-" YES HE DOES. ITS A GIGANTIC PART OF WHAT HE DOES. JUST BECAUSE IT ISNT SPELLED OUT IN EVERY COMIC DOESNT MEAN IT DOESNT HAPPEN. Im so tired. Please just open some comics, preferably some slightly older ones. Fucking hell read his wiki if you dont like comics just god something.
Its so clear that these ppl have no idea what kind of character Bruce is and are only familiar with him through batfam/batkids comics and its infuriating how populair these hot takes get because most of the time its just a watered down version of a little thing that is actually canon but just ignored and forgotten bc he has to be the awkward lame dad of the batkids bc otherwise it would require making bruce a complex and layered character and we wouldnt want that now do we
And what really bothers me most is the fucking adoption addiction thing jesus. Listen, i get the joke. It can be funny for sure. But that doesnt mean hes actively out here snatching kids of the street to adopt them and force them to become robin like what fucking comics are you reading??? Im just. Ugh.
This is mainly just venting idk do whatever im not a cop lmao i just find it so annoying that most bruce content is either batkid related bc he isnt allowed to leave his box of lame father bc that wouldnt fit in with the batkids perspective or is just mediocre watered down bs that is literally canon but just ignored or ppl dont bother reading his comics before making a "hot take".
"I think he-" yea because he does
Anyway whatever. Like i said im not a cop and it isnt like this is going to change much lol its just annoying i guess. Keep on doing whatever. Have fun. Enjoy your fandom experience im just being a sourpuss i guess jsks
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hiroshotreplica · 10 months
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hmmm 1, 12, 18, 25?
i was gonna do multiple fandoms but i could only think of splatoon loll. but thanks for the ask :)
the character everyone gets wrong
neo 3's little buddy, and salmonid's in general tbh. they're sentient beings with their own (admittedly a bit problematic in execution) culture! the devs are like going back on this little so, not sure if it still counts but, little buddy isnt neo 3's dog. as funny as that interpretation can be sometimes, he's their friend, and canonically an agent, too. also, salmonids arent wild animals. tired of people assuming that. if youre offended by how the culture is presented because of its basis on a real one (i dont remember the exact one ATM, curse my bad memory, but theres a lot of posts out there going over how salmonid culture was inspired by it, for better and for worse) then i understand, but pretending that the salmonids are wild beasts is so so dumb. they canonically have a trade deal with octarians iirc. i beg people to look up salmonid lore so much but, alas.. inkfish dominate
12. the unpopular character that you actually like and why more people should like them
SHELDON!!!! this is a recent development for me but i actually really like sheldon. he has fun dialogue. he gives out good info on weapons. he's a nerd (very good!! love nerds) and honestly? he is very autism/pos. projecting my autism onto him rn.
also his inclusion in the splatoon 2 storymode is cool. getting weapon info for him is lovely. i cant lie about sheldon hate anymore
18. it's absolutely criminal that the fandom has been sleeping on...
i can say a looot for this one but ill just say.. big man. people kind of ignore his existence soo much but he has so much to his character. ive seen like no discussion on the fact that he's a loz nerd, but that has a lot of potential. id be the change i want to see on the world if i wasnt so tired loll. also people need to include him more in deep cut drawings.. he's left out a lot despite being just as close to shiver and frye as they are to each other. maybe im just not looking in the right places but he's always treated like a third wheel, but he isnt.
25. common fandom complaint that you're sick of hearing
this might be outside of tumblr fandom, BUT twitter fandom is just, quite the place. maybe this isnt fandom lmao but its the only thing i can think of really. but, the constant complaints about the weapon meta. like. what happened to just having fun? competitive is a Beast i dont even want to touch with a 10ft pole, but im tired of people just saying the exact same things over and over. makes me question if some people even have fun with this game.
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mizuta · 5 months
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far from it to be my style to post about hashtag mental health issues on main but like. look. ive& been psychotic as far back as i can tangibly remember (hallucinating at 10-11, cognitive symptoms and episodes by 13-14). its been a part of my life so long that like... in a lot of ways im used to it and coping with symptoms and my life grew around a lot of the symptoms. like a tree trunk growing around a foreign object as a sapling. something that pierces directly through the middle but doesnt really impact the trees ability to stay alive in any meaningful way.
so like in a lot of ways im used to being in my own head. my partner is good at recognizing that things that are distressing to me in episodes dont process whatsoever as distressing to me a good chunk of the time. when im acting visibly distressed it actually means my level of distress is at like, 200%. its fucking unmanageable. if im visibly distressed its worse than anyone could conceptualize because typically otherwise im just numb to a lot of it or its just default my reality that its not distressing in any meaningful way until after the fact.
but like im ngl just because ive spent all of my teenage years upwards trying to take up literally the least space possible to exist and never show 80% of my "unacceptable" symptoms to 99% of people does not mean it makes it any less uncomfortable or awkward to like. be the token psychotic in some groups. to have to be the buzzkill and shit thats like hey sorry heres my hyperspecific request of the year because im fucking insane.
its miserable in a fresh new way of like sorry to have to remind everyone that its not actually a funny character quirk or joke my brain literally does not exist in your 'reality' in any meaningful way and the further outside of it i am on a given day the more unpleasant youre going to find me to be around. ignoring the insane person talking aimlessly in public doesnt actually help me it usually just reinforces that youre not real and never will be if its a bad enough day.
its never intentional. like nobody is ever doing this on purpose. especially again because i spent so much of my life being very good at hiding it. but like... it sucks so much to be masking half the time and be a little too good at it so when you stop being able to people are always levels of uncomfortable or upset. it sucks when you cant articulate anything properly and nobody really knows how to understand what youre asking for. it sucks when you have multiple severe memory conditions and cant trust your own memory and everyone immediately questions your memory when you ask for anything or point anything out. like of course im just going to fucking fold.
i dont know where im going with this or if this itself is even that coherent i know it sounds super vague but it really isnt about anyone specific im just babbling about like years worth of garbage. i got so fucked over by fakeclaiming culture because unfortunately when i started really displaying symptoms i was a teenager trying not to kill himself and being fucking insane loudly in virtual public when that was apparently an "obvious sign of exaggerating" so i had to learn to shut the fuck up and now everybody loves to forget how much im fucking unwell because god forbid you think too hard about what youre saying around others.
thank god for my partner who is literally the first person in my entire life whos ever tried to understand and genuinely knows how to talk to me when im in a particularly bad delusion or hallucinating or whatever.
man. im tired. i found out this last month i probably need to get a cane when i move out and i still feel like im going to be appropriating shit because severe knee and upper leg paint and severe balance problems cant be that bad. i hate having memory problems so bad that i so easily can be told that i dont know shit and Y is actually what happened and i usually cant actually argue against it even if im so sure thats not true.
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flwrz4maxx · 10 months
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vent lmao tw: mention of ending life, emotional abuse(maybe?), ed, mocking religion(maybe?)
im so fucking tired of this shit i js want my life 2 be over i wanna be fucking dead why cant my parents js see that im fucking tired of everything i give the most fucking obvious signs that im literally so fucking close to ending it all instead of fucking yelling at me bc i didnt do the simplest thing that u could have fucking done maybe JUST FUCKING MAYBE get me the treatment that i need?? like u can fucking denial the fact that in mentally ill and going fucking insane all u want but its not gonna fucking vanish like oh yea let me ignore my child who clearly is struggling mentally and physically bc its gonna go away like fucking no dumbass its not js gonna magically go away js bc u dont wanna believe that ur child isnt fucking perfect and then fucking body shame them and call them lazy and make fucking dumb unfunny jokes abt their ed by saying shit like "oh u havent ate anything all day i guess u may be fasting hahahah !" like shut the actually fuck up it isnt fucking funny and im pretty sure (like 90%) thats mocking religion and that isnt very fucking christian of u now is it?? and then u fucking say "when i was ur age i didnt have all these problems" LIKE FUCKING GOOD 4 U WANT A FUCKING MEDAL?? U SAY U FUCKING UNDERSTAND HOW I FEEL BC U WERE "MY AGE ONCE" BUT NO U FUCKING DONT U DONT UNDERSTAND WHATS GOING ON IN MY FUCKING HEAD U ACTUALLY DONT FUCKING UNDERSTAND SHIT
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strawbrygashez · 10 months
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Business Man OC x Postal 4 Dude
Ocean
(OKAY IM NOT PUTTING THIS IN THE TAG YET. I FOUND THIS IN MY DRAFTS AND I WANNA KNOW IF I SHOULD CONTINUE!! LET ME KNOW PLEASE. THIS ISNT DONE !! I FORGOT I WORKED ON THIS)
:D I’ve been thinking about this idea of Dude being with some rich business guy for a while bc,, I think it’s just funny picturing p4 being in this kinda situation!! UHHH and I kinda made up a oc for this so :3 LETS GOOO!!!
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Dude was waiting for any moment now for the view he saw in front of him to slowly fade out of existence, to only wake up in yet again in horrible condition like what happened all those years ago. It didn’t make much sense why he was here. He’d never expected in his whole life that he’d one day end up somewhere as nice or pricy as this. Well, that was a lie. He’d stayed over at whatever crazy places Vince found himself preoccupying before but what was surprising about this time, was the circumstance he was in currently with someone else. Never in Dudes whole life did he think he’d end up being some business man’s arm candy, but here he was, laying on his side in the most comfortable bed he’d ever had the pleasure of laying on in his whole life as he glanced around the different things in the extremely high-end hotel room, still in the trance of being half asleep.
Eventually his tired eyes settled on the view of the beach just right past the large sliding glass doors. It was still way too early in the morning for anyone to be out so he had a pretty clear view of the waves as they swayed.
Calling this a dream come true would be way too cheesy, but even just the flight here alone felt unreal. While Dude would love to act like getting anxious in new settings was a thing of the past, for him, he couldn’t ignore the way he felt barely grounded in reality and odd as he compared himself to everything around him. It felt dreamlike but not in the fairy tale way..but he supposed that’s why he brought his medications. He’d just have to get himself to take them when he got enough energy to actually get up and start his day. For now he just watched the sunlight reflect off the waves, trying to focus on that alone which might have worked a bit too well as he began to zone out even more.
He stayed like that for a good half hour until he felt the person laying behind him shuffle around before they pressed up against his back with their lips pressed against his shoulder. Dude let out a sigh of ease and began to close his eyes.
The man behind Dude reached up to gently move the loose strains of hair out of Dudes face before speaking. “Good morning darlin’.” Dude could tell the other had probably just woken up as well, judging by the sound of his voice. While Dude was glad he had someone to talk to at least now again, he knew that he’d definitely have to get up in a bit for real. The man’s schedule did have him getting up super early in the mornings though he never really did too much. The fucker was basically in a job position where he barely even had to raise a finger due to his dad helping him get the job but for some reason or another, he kept the same early bird schedule going every day.
He was with him most of the damn time since most of the guys free time was being spent having Dude keep him company in different ways often in his office. So he had a pretty good idea of his daily schedule by now. Though this week and the next two would be different since they were in a completely different state for a ‘business meeting’ the man had to attend to and just happened to ask Dude if he wanted to tag along.
Dude only grumbled something the man couldn’t make out in response. The man smiled and placed a hand on Dudes arm, slowly running his hand up and down it. “You alright? You should probably take a bath before we leave for the day. You’re probably sore after last night.” The man said after noticing the bite marks and whatnot that had made a home against Dudes tan skin. ‘Ya think?’ Dude thought to himself. Despite being the generally rougher of the two, Dude found himself being at the receiving end of whatever the man had planned, which wasn’t something Dude was used to really beforehand but he couldn’t find it in himself to complain much. It’s hard to when the other man was surprising skilled when it came down to it and knew exactly how Dude liked being touched..plus the extra help Dude received in his day to day life from him kept him even more so compliant. Somehow the man had enough power to get Dude out of almost any situation he found himself in with just about anyone. He wasn’t even exactly sure how he did it but he rarely questioned it.
“Mm…okay.” Dude groaned before trying to get out of the man’s grasp. “And don’t forget to take your medications. While you’re in the shower I’ll call for room service for breakfast.” The man said, now finally beginning to sit up. Dude nodded as best as he could still half asleep and trying to get up also. As he sat up at the side of the bed for a minute, he rubbed the sides of his head.
“Hmm… also remind me to set you up some yoga classes when we get back. If you want to that is. Maybe it will help those old bones of yours get more limber.” The other joked. Dude rolled his eyes before standing up. “Mhm. Whatever.” The man watched Dude as he took his meds on the beside table for a moment. “If you aren’t feeling well you can stay here while I do the meeting.” He said. “Nah. You said you wanted me to come along..it’s not like I have much of a choice too anyways.” Dude replied with a chuckle once he finished taking his meds. The man’s expression became slightly serious all of the sudden. “Don’t talk like that. You know you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”
Dude shrugged, “I meant like..since you took me all the way here with you. I can’t deny something stupid and small like that.”
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boredstarboy · 2 years
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John Winchester X Azazel headcannons
these are very normal and important headcannons from the wired little au me and some friends have. also grammar might be bad its like 1 am and i refuse to look at this in my drafts when i wake up
lovers to enemies to hate fucking, divorced and wired co parenting.
they were dating(+chuck but im ignoring him for now because i dont like him) back in the 60s-70s.
but they broke up(on decent to good terms depending who you ask) after chuck started getting a little too caught up in an idea he had for a book and azazel being needed in hell as time got closer to sam and dean being born.
thats when he started dating mary, who made him homophobie despite being bi
which means next time they saw each other was when sammy winchesty himself was 6 months old!!!!!!! WOOO CONGRATS ON BEING THE BOY KING OF HELL SAM!!!!!
this left john with very mixed feelings.
he doesnt do anything about these mixed feelings and they are part of the reason he ended up the way he did.
please go to therapy john
now. azazel is a bit of what the french would call a whore (complementary) and pansexual
this means azazel is stupid(/pos) and flirts with john all the fucking time
on a good day john might flirt back and they hate fuck
sometimes azazel is just around? because like as long as john doesnt have the colt wants the worse that can happen
like sam knows azazel before s1, and came out as trans to azazel before he came out to john around. azazel was an emergancy contact at school(after dean and bobby) around.(also yellow eyed sam is everything to me as of recent but hes not the focus here)
dean does not meet azazel till s1.
also azazel is the only reason john uses sams pronouns.
on this lighter note, azazel watches john sleep.
not in the cute destiel way.
in the i am outside your window way. 👁👁
john should be worried but isnt because at least he knows where azazel is and azazel isnt causing any worse harm.
once apon a time azazel fell into a fucking well.
it was a well of holy water with a devils trap on the roof of the well and a trap set by john.
this is how john found out about the holy water thing. azazel is pissed
john had to help him out of the well. it was romantic and awkward
azazel was soaking wet and not unlike a wet cat.
theres an awkward silence after he gets out and john awkwardly hands him a towel
azazel calls john "big guy" romantically
because john is 2 inches taller and i think its funny
they have never been married, but they are divorced and dating in the enemies way.
azazel went to johns wedding.
john will say the most violent thing and azazel will respond with "see you can be romantic when you try"
azazel tells john "i love you" in the most sarcastic disingenuous way possible
theres so much more i could add but im tired so its stopping here.
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chromes-corner · 2 years
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If you’re still doing the character bingo Vampire and DE?
YESSS i never pass up an opportunity to be crazy about pixels on a screen :)
Vamp up first
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oh vampire, a dear OG in the game’s history. he may not be the most emotionally complex or lore-heavy character, but he’s still a little skrunkly to many a player. i think what i like most about him is what fans have made him into. in the games, hes honestly just??? a guy. hes just a dude who loves his juice and annoys his tryhard sister. i like that he’s so simple, and i also like that like... the fact that he’s a vampire isnt really a HUGE impacting factor on who he is as a person. like hes lazy and apathetic and lowkey an alcoholic that JUST SO HAPPENS to also be a vampire. i think thats really funny. 
then theres the fandom side of him. in-game, i like that hes pretty two-dimensional, but god DAMN the fandom has some slappin’ interpretations of him. ugh ugh ugh UGHHHH I LOVE IT WHEN PEOPLE TAKE HIM AND MAKE HIM SO MUCH DEEPER!!!!!! like usually i hate it when an obviously static comic-relief character is put through the “edgy backstory” wringer BUT WITH VAMP ITS ALWAYS SO GOOD AND JUICY YES GIVE ME MOREEE
i also just love that according to his description, mans was content to just die in the oven because he was already drunk when he was baked. and his lines/delivery is kingdom is fucking GODLY. i want to BE him. hes unaware of everything. mans just out here having the time of his life and getting blackout drunk. god i want to hang out with him so fucking bad. 100% on my dream blunt rotation.
also im fucking in love with this “trivia” piece from the ovenbreak wiki
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dark enchantress is a special case. like, deep down i know i have a lot of thoughts about her, but those thoughts are still kinda coalescing into introspection of who she is.
i cant help but feel like a lot of people interpret her wrong. DE isnt a wholly evil and morally bankrupt character (at least in kingdom, that is. ovenbreak is a bit of a different story bc of the context/lack thereof) and im tired of people treating her like she is!!!!!!!! shes probably like one of the deepest fucking characters in the game and grrr i wanna tear her apart and study her in a lab. i want to put her in  a maze with cheese at the end of it. i want to put a little brainwave sensor on her head and show her a selection of varying photographs and ask her what she thinks of each of them.
i just.... god every story update i hope and pray that she has a part to play in it. seriously the vanilla kingdom chapters are my fucking favorite because we learn so much about her in so little time. shes NOT this completely and utterly evil being just like white lily was not a wholly good and angelic figure. they both had their flaws but white lily when white lily was rebaked the flaws that she had were just amplified tenfold. or at least thats my theory on what happened there. DEs motivations are directly derived from those that she had as white lily, those being a desire to help cookie kind. its that whole right desire wrong reasons shpeal you always see.
okay but the one thing about her is why exactly is she waging war on cookies to “save cookies”????????? i dont exactly get the reasoning behind that. like i know she wants to rebuild the world in her image but i guess i dont quite get how that connects to her wanting to spread the truth about cookies. my only theory is that shes mad at the ignorance of cookiekind and that she wants everyone up in arms over the witches just like she is, but i still dont see why shes actively killing cookies to achieve this goal??? idk maybe i need to read into it more lol
quick mention i dont have much to add on to this but has anyone else noticed the design parallels she has with millennial tree? ok its mostly about the horns and the clothes but still im jus sayin fam
also GOD NEVER FORGET HOW HARD SHE WRECKED PVS SHIT IN CHAPTER 10
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THIS IS THE ROAST OF THE FUCKING CENTURY. MANS DIDNT EVEN HAVE A COMEBACK FOR THAT SHIT BECAUSE ITS TRUE!!!!!! GET HIM GIRL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
one day ill sort my thoughts out about her. its been a long week and my brain is fried so my analysis on her is about as deep as a kiddie pool but hey what can ya do
anyways DE my beloved pls come back and talk more shit about the ancients i beg of you
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geooooooorge · 1 year
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Happy Monday December 12th, we’re halfway to Christmas Eve!! 🎄❤️
People say “Life is what happens when you least expect it.” And I always brushed that off, because while there may be moments of unexpected happenings, life goes on right? Well last week I was proven differently, as I unexpectedly got a call if I wanted to go and temporarily work at the publishing house. That wasn’t on my bingo card and it drained me. Not the work, but the fact that I had to shift my entire clock to getting up earlier and not having the amount of free time I had. I know ‘boo-hoo’ hahaha. But there is a point to this…
I’ve been filling my calendar with a bunch of social activities for the past few months. A shit ton a concerts (2023 literally almost has at least one every month), seeing movies with friends, having dinners, not sitting still. And I’ve been doing that to combat my seasonal depression. The ending of winter and winter itself are far too cold to go and be outside all the time, which means I’m prone to locking myself away and coming out of social hibernation once the sun starts shining (and funny enough the F1 season begins). And now with the disappearance of some of my free time, that prevention of seasonal depression felt under pressure.
There was a point.. and I haven’t made it yet. Gosh, don’t you ever get tired from my motivational Mondays? I mean I would get it! RIGHT THE POINT! The point I wanted to make was that I highly recommend for you to try and do social things as these days grow darker and colder. Go see a movie, go take a walk, go have dinner, do something to combat the cold feeling creeping into your soul. And most importantly do it with someone you love and want to keep in your life. Someone who warms your heart, because I promise it will make the end of the year just a tad bit more manageable.
Im really glad youre taking action and fighting your seasonal depression!! thats the way to go bestie<333
i am actually enjoying this december! apart from ignoring uni responsibilities, i just came back from a trip to belgrade, which was amazing, ive been surrounded by people this week with our department annual tea parties happening all around and im going to the theatre today with a friend, so life isnt half bad<33
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im curious about your opinion on dazai. i personally can't stand him, especially during the fyodor arc. and you're so right bsd is so damn haunting the concept was so good if only it was utilised properly
Honestly I went back and forth on Dazai while i was into bsd mostly cuz of fandom influence and the plague that is Kafka's writing
He IS @autumn-foxfire fav character and Foxy always has good opinions so if you wanna see a fans opinion you can ask her too (yes foxy im dragging you into this if i must go through it so must you <3)
But basically I used to be p neutral about Dazai like, i enjoyed him but he didn't crack my top three. I thought he was a lovable and intriguing member of the cast even tho....god he to suffers from being miswritten even tho he holds the title of Kafkas fave (is he still?)
His suicidal tendencies ... yikes. I think its perfectly okay to make a suicidal character if you want to work with stuff like that. Kafka doesn't want to work with stuff like that he wants to make fun of stuff like that. I talked with Foxy before, like how it would have been SO intriguing for his his suicidal tendencies to be treated a bit more seriously like like okay imagine this
Dazai is suicidal right yes and he comes from Port Mafia where basically nobody gives two fucks about that and treats it like a joke. He's fucking miserable. But then, then he transfers to ada and the 'jokes' that would have got him an eyeroll in pm now get concerned words and attempts tp help. It would have been a shell shock! And it would have been a much better show of the difference between pm and ada. Like how is ada better for Dazai or more a family to him if they do the same thing pm does aka dismiss literal suicide attempts as dazai being annoying. I know its a gag but its a bad gag. Or failing that (i think this was foxys idea foxy correct me if im wrong) ATSUSHI coming in ada and going UHHHH GUYS WHY ARE WE IGNORING THIS. Let him be a change GOD SOMEONE BLS TAKE CARE OF DAZAI PLEASE TAKE HIM SERIOUSLY IM BEGGING.
like, its no coincidence one of my soukoku fics is literally about chuuya trying to cope and help in his own clumsy way, this shit isnt funny to me i want it to be explored properly if itll be brough up
But anyway, along the way i soured on Dazai a lot because 1. The fandom started treating Chuuya as basically a accessory to Dazai, as his tsun tsun wife and little else 2. EVERYTHING WAS ABOUT DAZAI like just everything he was on top of everything had his fingers in everything, everyone was connected to him. It was obvious that Kafka liked Dazai the most and just made him this super powered genius that can do anything and also his interactions with fyodor my god i was already tired of fyodor because ble ble another super genius but putting him in the same room as dazai frustrated me so much THATS NOT HOW MAKING A CODE WORKS. He just stopped feeling like a character to me and more as this deus ex machina thing to push the plot along because its okay dazai knows just what to do when and how. Basically i just got really tired of him in canon and the way his relationship to one of my favs was characterized in the fandom just drove me over the edge. This was the reason i stopped interacting with the fandom too much too.
But like then I spent a lot of time talking to Foxy about bsd and by the power of blorbo in law i started liking Dazai again <3 just you know the version of Dazai in my head not the one in my manga im tired of that guy
Anyway glad to see we are all collectively suffering this fine afternoon <3
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