#it's all fine though i just live like this ✌

[tanjir0se]

Liquid Courage

Tengen’s end of term party is the event of the year, but naturally-introverted Giyu can only withstand so much of their nonsense. Kyojuro (six beers in) attempts to cheer him up via impromptu ear piercing. (Alt title: I don't know how to write oneshots)

KNY Modern AU Ships: Giyu x Kyojuro Words: 2.5k Warnings: Alcohol use? Language?

@babykirara i blame this garbage on you ✌︎('ω'✌︎ )

“Aw, c’mon, Sanemi! For someone who looks so cool you really are a wet blanket.” Tengen whined. Sanemi scoffed and shifted the beat up guitar on his lap.

“Well we can’t all be drunk and stupid all the time.”

“Hey! I’m not drunk.” Tengen protested. "Yet."

Sanemi grinned. “Just stupid, then.” The grin faltered a bit and his brow pulled down as he continued. “I told you, I don’t sing.”

Tengen crossed his arms and opened his mouth to protest, but Shinobu spoke before he could. “He doesn’t have to if he doesn’t want to, Tengen, you shouldn’t make him.” She said chidingly, though her usual crisp tone was slightly slurred by the bottle of wine she and Hinatsuru were sharing.

“Ah, but I bet his voice is so pretty!” Mitsuri chimed in, her permanently rosy cheeks now even more flushed than usual. Sanemi scoffed again, though it was without the venom with which he addressed Tengen. Speaking of, Tengen was already lowering himself to sit cross-legged beside him, pulling out one of his many soundboards and fiddling with some dials.

“Alright fine, leave the showmanship to me, as usual. If you won’t sing I’ll just have to accompany you with my s—”

“No!” Protested several voices at once. Makio, who was sitting closest to her boyfriend, smacked him on the arm.

“I am WAY too high for your noise right now, don’t you even think about it!”

Laughter erupted from all sides of the living room where the impromptu concert was taking place, including from Tengen himself, who had long since learned that if you’re going to have three girlfriends you should also make sure to have a good sense of humor.

Every year Tengen and his girlfriends hosted an end of term party, and he liked to think of it as THE social gathering of the year. This term, not only had he finally convinced the newest teacher Giyu to attend, he’d also finally bothered Sanemi into bringing the beat up acoustic Tengen had seen him loading into his trunk one afternoon. Mitsuri had managed to sweet talk him into playing a few songs for them. The thing was more duct tape than wood, but Sanemi was clearly skilled, fingers gliding easily over the aging frets as if by instinct alone.

“Wait, I know who would sing for us!” Hinatsuru said brightly. “Kyojuro! He loves to sing!” Sanemi laughed aloud, though a bit derisively.

“Oh god, I think I might rather listen to Tengen’s noise.”

“It’s called Folktronica—”

“Wait, where is Kyojuro?” Shinobu interrupted. The group scanned each other’s faces. “Come to think of it, where’s Giyu?”

Tengen leaned back. “They must be upstairs fucking somewhere—” the remark earned him another smack from Makio, but he just laughed again. “Oh come on, you know it’s true! Kyo’s been all over the new guy since the term started!”

Mitsuri giggled and stole Shinobu’s wine to take a sip. “Ah, do you really think he’s made a move? The romantic tension is so strong just watching them makes me blush!”

Sanemi dramatically stuck his tongue out. “Just watching them makes me gag.” He said, flashing the silver stud in the center of his tongue at Mitsuri teasingly. “I almost hope they’re up there fucking, ‘cause right now they’re fucking unbearable.”

Tengen nudged Sanemi with his shoulder. “Why don’t you go up there and play them a love ballad, ‘Nemi?” He batted his eyelashes at Sanemi, who kicked him.

“Why don’t you go get me another beer, dickhead?” The group erupted in laughter again and Tengen rose to pour another round of drinks.

Away from the laughter and chaos of Tengen’s living room, Giyu had found refuge in the cool tiled floor of Tengen’s bathroom. He’d also found Suma’s cat, who evidently shared his distaste for large gatherings. A little drunker than he would have liked to be, Giyu sat on the floor and let the room spin around him and tried to focus on the softness of Yoruko’s fur, as if he could will himself sober again.

A soft knock, followed by a loud voice. “Giyu? Are you alright? Are you throwing up?”

Giyu nearly smiled at the familiar voice and reached up to the door handle to let his roommate inside. Kyojuro’s bright eyes were wide and concerned until they fell onto Giyu’s face and saw that he was not in fact throwing up.

“Oh! You’re alright!” Kyojuro came inside and shut the door behind him with his hip, hands busy carrying two red cups. “Ooh! You found Yuroko!” He set the cups on the counter, then knelt down and gave the cat a few pats on the head.

Giyu watched in silence, wondering why Kyojuro was in the bathroom with him rather than out at the party. He nearly stopped breathing when Kyojuro’s eyes raised back up to meet his. “What’s up?” He asked, tone bright, as if genuinely convinced Giyu had some kind of important business on Tengen’s bathroom floor.

He opened his mouth, then closed it again, unsure what to say. “I—” he began, then stopped himself. Kyojuro stood erect again and watched him carefully for a moment before nodding slowly.

“Sorry.” He said. “I hope they’re not too much for you out there. I know they can all be…a lot.” He sheepishly rubbbed the back of his neck. Giyu couldn’t help but notice his face was flushed red with alcohol.

The invitation to the party had been from Shinobu rather than Tengen, and Giyu could remember it word for word. Party at Tengen’s tonight. He knows Kyo won’t come if you don’t. Parties weren’t exactly his thing, but she was right. Kyojuro wasn’t like him, didn’t shy away at attention, but rather commanded it. He was the life of any party, the sunlight in any room. Giyu would have felt too guilty to deprive his friend that, so he’d agreed to attend the gathering. But his social battery was beyond drained at that point, now reaching a critical failure.

“It’s…not that.” Giyu managed after a moment. Surprising even himself, he genuinely had had fun. Especially when Kyojuro had been beside him. “I’m having fun, just—” he wasn’t sure how to put it so Kyojuro—bright, sociable Kyojuro—would understand.

Kyojuro nodded sagely, the action almost comical given the drunken waver in his posture, then retrieved the cups he’d placed on the counter and lowered himself to sit beside Giyu. “Battery empty, huh?”

Giyu raised an eyebrow in surprised interest while Kyojuro continued. “That happens to my brother a lot too. Says he has to spend some time alone to recharge. Oh. I should probably…” he handed Giyu one of the cups— water—and moved to stand. Giyu’s voice stopped him.

“No, you can stay.” He said quickly. Too quickly. Kyojuro grinned and relaxed back against the door again, taking a sip from his own cup—beer. “You’re right,” Giyu continued. “But I’m still having fun. Going to the piercing shop today was more fun than I expected.”

Kyojuro groaned loudly and dramatically, which almost made Giyu smile. “Ah, I wish I could have gone!” The group had split up earlier that day. Mitsuri had been trying to convince Shinobu to get her nose pierced, and Sanemi, who already had multiple piercings, was quick to want to tag along. Shinobu had invited Giyu along, and without a good reason to decline he’d been roped into the outing as well. Kyojuro had instead been given the high honor of accompanying Tengen to the liquor store.

“I wanted to meet you there but Tengen always takes forever to decide at the store! He was stuck between two types of tequila for twenty minutes!” Giyu smiled, silently encouraging Kyojuro to continue. “How did Sanemi do with his tongue piercing? Agh, I think I’d be too scared!”

“I think he only got it to show off.” Giyu said. He took a grateful sip of the ice water Kyojuro had brought him. “He dared me to get my ears pierced and only decided to do his tongue after I said no.”

If it was possible for Kyojuro to brighten even further, he did, his smile broadening across his face from ear to ear as he let out a delighted chuckle. “You afraid of needles, Giyu?”

Giyu laughed back, feeling heat coming to his cheeks at Kyojuro’s teasing. “Not that! Just…I don’t know. Wasn’t ready I guess.”

Kyojuro was already moving, handing Giyu his cup and standing to root through Tengen’s bathroom drawers. “Weren’t ready?! How many drinks have you had now?” He turned to look at him very seriously, and Giyu blanched when he noticed his friend was now holding a sewing kit and a lighter.

“Not enough.” Giyu said with a raised eyebrow. Kyojuro’s grin was as suspicious as it was disarming. He responded by nodding at the punch in Giyu’s left hand.

“Liquid courage, baby!” Kyojuro declared proudly. Being called baby by Kyojuro was very nearly all the convincing Giyu needed, but not quite. “I know how to do this. Gimme your ear—”

“I’m not sure that’s a great idea,” Giyu said, though didn’t protest further because Kyojuro had sat back down beside him and rested his arm on Giyu’s shoulder, gently brushing Giyu’s dark hair away from his ear. “Have you ever done this before?”

“Who do you think did Tengen’s septum?” Kyojuro paused to shake his unruly blonde hair behind his head and tie it up into a loose and messy ponytail.

Giyu frowned, but it was impossible to be serious with Kyojuro when his hair was up and he was looking at you like that.

“Didn’t Hinatsuru?”

“Yes!” Kyojuro plucked an ice cube out of Giyu’s drink with two fingers. “But I watched!”

“Well, thank god you’re a professional.” Giyu muttered. Kyojuro laughed loudly and heartily. “And how many beers have you had?”

“Hmm. Six! I think…”

“Oh good.” Giyu flinched at the cold when Kyojuro held the ice to his earlobe. The cold contrasted the warmth radiating off of Kyojuro, who scooted ever closer to him, sticking his tongue out in laser-focus on his earlobe. He was close enough that Giyu could feel his breath on his neck. “I’ll be mad if you mess this up.” He bluffed.

“Oh, you’ll forgive me.” Kyojuro said self-assuredly. He briefly ran the lighter over the largest sewing needle in the kit. “You like me too much to stay mad at me.”

Liquid courage indeed. Giyu doubted Kyojuro would dare say something like that to him if they were both sober. Kyojuro’s face was flushed an even deeper red, though Giyu was no longer certain if it was from alcohol or from the proximity of their faces, Giyu’s shoulder pressed against Kyojuro's chest, tilting his head to the side and gathering his ponytail away from the ear Kyojuro had targeted first.

"Okay, ready?" Giyu answered only by closing his eyes tightly, bracing for the pain. "Okay one, two..."

Tengen had just climbed the stairs, now thoroughly buzzed, in search of the two missing partygoers to make sure they were alright (or join them, as he'd joked to Makio). Just as he reached the top of the stairs a loud yelp made him flinch in surprise.

"Ouch!"

"What?!"

"Uh oh--"

"What did you do?"

He braced himself and jogged toward the source of the shouting, the upstairs bathroom, and shoved the door open without knocking. His eyebrows shot upwards at the scene he was met with on his bathroom floor.

Giyu and Kyojuro were camped out on the floor against the wall, two plastic cups and a lighter between them, both twisted into a strangely tangled position. Kyojuro had Giyu's ear between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand, Giyu appeared to be attempting to pull away, and both turned as much as they could to look at Tengen as he entered. It took him a moment to realize what had happened, but a closer inspection revealed that the needle Kyojuro had been apparently using to pierce Giyu's ear had gone right through both the lobe and Kyojuro's own finger, pinning them together.

"No way!" Tengen laughed in delight. Giyu's face flushed deep scarlet and Kyojuro sheepishly laughed along with Tengen. "Oh my god, you two."

“Six beers might have been too many!” Kyojuro shouted in apparent agreement. Giyu shook his head, wiggling the needle and making them both yelp again in pain. “Sorry, Giyu.”

“I don’t forgive you.” He muttered, but didn’t mean it.

“We leave you two alone for ten minutes…” Tengen laughed again and put his hands on his hips. “You’re worse than me! Kyo, c’mon, unstick yourself and get your dumb ass back downstairs. Hinatsuru needs you to sing for her.”

Kyojuro turned back to his roommate and gently removed the needle, freeing them both. “Sorry.” He said again, blushing furiously, still smiling. His voice was about as soft as it ever got, which was still well above the average person’s speaking volume.

“And Giyu,” Tengen began. He wasn’t an idiot, and could guess why Giyu had retreated to an upstairs bathroom in the middle of a party. Not everyone could he as flashy and sociable as he was, after all. Sanemi and Shinobu both been a bit like that when they’d first met, and sometimes still were. Perhaps as a favor to Kyojuro and perhaps out of a rare moment of empathy, Tengen decided to throw the new guy a bone. “Shinobu promised Mitsuri she’d make her famous brownies. I think you’d better go help her before we’ve got a cat fight on our hands.” It was a low pressure activity, only involved interacting with one other person, but he could still be part of the party. Kyojuro was smiling at him, understanding in an instant what Tengen was trying to do.

“Sounds pretty serious.” Giyu finally responded. Tengen laughed again and left the two of them to pick themselves up.

Kyojuro offered him a hand—the non pierced one—and pulled him up. “I’m sorry.” He said again. He was still smiling but his eyes had become more serious. “That probably didn’t help your battery recharge, did it?” Kyojuro watched his friend carefully for a few moments; often that was the only way to know what he was thinking, since it wasn't like Giyu would say it aloud. Giyu was flushed pink, smiling softly, his gaze averted. Kyojuro smiled a little wider.

“No, actually. It’s okay.” It wasn’t often he could find himself ready for more social interaction without spending at least a few hours in total solitude. But Kyojuro was different. He’d always been different. Patient with his many silences, willing to sit on the bathroom floor with him while he caught his breath from the chaotic festivities downstairs. “Thanks.” Giyu finally finished as Kyojuro opened the door for him. On the way down the stairs, the noise of the party growing louder and more rowdy than ever, Kyojuro put a hand on Giyu’s shoulder, whether to steady him or as an affectionate gesture was a mystery even to Kyojuro himself. He leaned down just a little to murmur in Giyu’s ear.

“See? Told you you’d forgive me.”

#modern au #rengiyuu #kny #I’m so goddamn stupid #here is an insurmountable amount of garbage. it disgusts me as well #adding to the ongoing disease of this modern au #next up: Tengen convinces sanemi to have a full blown jam session #it does not go well

[herofics]

I've been having a brainrot about slow dancing with villians (how about the main 3 I always request 💀- toga, dabi, shiggy?) because it's so romantic and intimate to just sway away the night not caring about anything even while being the most wanted person on planet earth lmfao 💀 I wanted to propose starting it out with the generic conversation of like "oh I never went to prom #lifeofcrime #gottastartoutyoung" "me neither #relatable" "alright let's do it then 💪💪" but realized that that's an american invention and they don't really have that there but this *is* a magical fantasy world so we might as well bend the rules a bit teehee 😇😇✌ ALSO HOW R U DOINGGGNGN I am seriously loving the highschool AU fics 🧐 - 🤺

We don’t exactly have prom here either. There is this dance thing where high schoolers dance for their parents, the rest of the school, the local middle schools and some other places. Waltz and other classics like that. Anyway, I liked writing this, even if it’s not exactly what you asked for, and again I found the way you phrased this extremely amusing. I’m doing pretty good, and I’m so happy to hear you like the high school AU stuff

~Shigaraki Tomura~

•Shigaraki does not know how to dance so he’s a bit terrified of the idea, because he doesn’t want to embarrass himself in front of you

•He also finds it annoying, which he definitely makes known, but you keep asking and he finally caves with a roll of his eyes and an irritated “Fine, will you just stop whining”

•At first you try to teach him to dance, like to some pop songs, but that’s a freaking catastrophe

•He is surprisingly clumsy when he’s not in a fighting situation

•You get a good laugh out of it, which eventually makes Shiggy not want to dance anymore, well he didn’t really want to do it in the first place but now even less

•So he pushes you away in annoyance and marches to a separate room in your place and slams the door shut

•You realize you went too far and you didn’t mean to make him feel bad

•You follow after him and he’s sitting on the floor, scrolling through his phone

•He can be a bit immature at times, and he definitely doesn’t like it when people laugh at him, though his usual solution to that is hurt whoever made fun of him and not just slam doors

•You apologize but he’s still ignoring you, so you just kneel down to his eye level

•You just ask him if he would do one more thing for you

•He scoffs and asks what you want this time

•You tell him, “You’ll see if you come with me” with a smile and you start pulling him up from the floor

•He sighs, the irritation still clear in his voice, but he lets you pull him up

•You lead him back to the living room and put on some cheesy, slow, love song

•You lace your fingers together behind his neck and just start swaying slowly

•Shiggy puts his hands on your waist and it’s all very awkward for him for a while

•He relaxes into it though and pulls you closer, resting his chin on your shoulder

•He’s just holding you close and breathing you in, while relaxing for the first time in months

•You thought he was going to fall asleep on you or something, because it you could physically feel him getting less and less tense

•He closes his eyes and just listens to your breathing, he’s not ever had anyone like you and at this point he wouldn’t want anyone else, he just wants you

~Toga Himiko~

•Toga was actually the one who suggested it, she’d seen some cheesy teen rom-com and wanted to try slow dancing with you

•It was incredibly awkward at first, because neither of you knew what to do exactly so you just placed your hands on her waist and she laced her fingers together behind your neck

•For the first few moments you two look like some sort of weird penguins, because you’re just moving more like that than swaying

•You both were pretty much laughing and giggling the whole time, because it was funny

•Then you pull Toga closer and place a small kiss on her lips with a smile

•She returns the gesture, and while things don’t get hot and heavy or anything, you do make out just a bit

•Toga is feeling pretty blissful and happy, just being in your arms and now slowly swaying from side to side

•She does sort of nibble on your neck, because of course she does, and enough to draw just a little bit of blood

•You’re used to it and don’t mind, so you’re just holding her close

•Toga feels safe with you and just loves how your arms feel around her, you’re warm and safe

~Dabi~

•Dabi despises the idea, he would much rather just watch TV or do literally anything else

•He does eventually agree to dance with you for 5 minutes, only 5 minutes if you just promise to stop annoying him

•You’re like “I promise” with a smirk, which Dabi knows means you’re definitely not quitting it

•You put on something super cheesy and Dabi just rolls his eyes at your music choice

•You just hold each other and start swaying, Dabi rests his chin on your shoulder and you can basically feel his dislike for the situation, but that’s only for like a half a minute, before you can feel him relaxing

•He just holds you and because he is the moron he is, he has to squeeze your butt just a bit

•You just sigh at him and return the gesture

•Dabi quite enjoys the closeness, even though he doesn’t tell you that in words

•He just holds you tightly and breathes in your scent, it’s familiar and it makes him feel like he’s home

•After it’s way past the five minutes, you’re like “Your time’s up, if you want to go back to the couch”

•Dabi just tells you to shut up and holds you closer as your playlist continues with another song and he wonders if this is what it’s like to feel at home with someone, not a place but a person, you’re his home

#bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #dabi #toga himiko #shigaraki tomura #bnha dabi #mha dabi #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #mha fluff #bnha fluff #bnha x reader #mha x reader #bnha fanfiction #mha fanfiction

[cartoonaesthetic99]

public promo to reveal chaos lol

credit

“We can live like Jack and Sally if we want” - Blink 182

Ladies and gentlemen, nonbinaries and other genders in the SELF SHIP COMMUNITY- My name is Cosvin I had been a selfshipper on this hellsite since 2016 but Ive been on this hellsite beginning from 2015... BEFORE some of yall anti h3talians splash anon hate on me; GO WALK IN THE PARK PLS <3 it s HEALTHY- its GOOD FOR YOU IDC IF you’re gonna anon shit on me, ok boomer fine, but I will NEVER HIDE over my pasts. just know I already know my mistakes, and yet I moved on...even if i felt bad abt it- also haha hey give yourself the ENERGY to block me because... its not hard!! just 2 clicks/taps on your phone okay?

im just gonna give familiarity over my art excuse me

As half of maybe you all know, me for some specific art that i made, and as well my selfships... if you want to know through my art... well. half of f yall are familiar with these old drawings

I am 23 years old who works on a catering... studies culinary arts.. but i love to draw, and write sometimes- but yeah... this time on this acc itll be filled with half of funny suggestive- I’ll tag it as #tw funny suggestive a s a warning for yall okay?

Theres more if you look into my tag of #cosvin’s art

but yeah

ive been maybe halfly known through art, and if from qoutev, thats also me there too... if I can explain further, (ill edit this anyway so yeah)

but yea this acc will be mostly SFW- i only have a private nsfw tumblr acc thats only for adult mutuals... 

Interests

Hetalia

Stranger Things

Star Wars

MHA

Anything in gen- Theres more of my past interests in here if you wanna see

My main f/os

(and f/os i consider the same soul itself excuse me i have the multiverse theory hahahha yeah

Gilbert Bielschmidt 

Eddie Munson

Atsuhiro Sako

Tordsen Lark

here’s my list of f/os for more though... in here for Familiaral f/os mostly its my adopted fam : D 

an d yea thats all i have heres my dni... ig this is now a public acc for yall but i may not be too in there? but ill try to check every now and then- you dont have to follow the DNI i know there’s the important notes on the DNI but yeah. 

thats all ig what i have here... unless i update idk- 

again now im not afraid to show my love for my f.os- if anyone has a problem with it, i m so sorry with my impulse but thats your diddley darn problem just get yourself a walk in the park for fuckles sake and find whats comfortable for you- if you’re not comfortable with me just dni- thats all there is to it! as I said-

also hi fanbase? <3 fuck you (maybe) 

hi anti h3talians to give hate? <3 fuck you 

if you read this far and accepted this uh hi have a cookie! idk 🍪🍪🍪 I want to say thank you for reading an d i hope you have a good day-

im NOT AFRAID to show my love for Gilbert and Eddie anymore... and will fight my love for them idk (im not the TYPE to bash other ships i stg i wont send hate I just block too, no hard feelings hun 💖✌) and yeah if yall are lucky enough to be my mutual i can show you my most active b l o g i just gonna say yeah... im selective. still- 

as for final part... heres my selfship art with eddie or gil- hahah these are so far im prou d of 

#self ship promo #self ship community #tw hetalia #for THOSE who filter okay? #hetalia #stranger things selfship #hetalia selfship #mha selfship

[persistent-wallflower]

19 questions and a selfie tag thinggg, thank you @hermionegrindr for tagging me 🥰

1. What do you prefer to be called (name wise)?

My name's Miłosz, but Milo is fine for folks who don't speak Polish 😅

2. When's your birthday?

July the 7th ✌

3. Where do you live?

In Poland 😔✌🇵🇱

4. What are you doing right now?

Getting ready to make final changes in my thesis ✨

5. 4 fandoms that have piqued your interest?

Hmm, Pokémon... true crime podcasts... Drag Race... Jelle's Marble Runs haha. Idk, I'm not really feeling like being a part of these fandoms, I guess I just like these things.

6. How has the pandemic been treating you?

I had 3 mental breakdowns throughout the pandemic, so not great :P And it was still better from the torment of Nothing Happening and Meeting Nobody for months ✌ But heyyy, at least I didn't get sick ✌✌

7. A song you can't stop listening to recently?

8. Recommend a movie

In the Mood for Love ✨

9. How old are you?

22 ✌

10. School, university, occupation?

Hopefully graduating in 2 weeks 😬

11. Do you prefer to be hot or cold?

Well, I prefer when it's a bit colder I think, only because I hate sweating 😓

12. Name a fact others may not know about you?

I'm an ABBA fan since I watched Mamma Mia for the first time (aged 9 I think lol)

13. Are you shy?

Ye.

Shyness in nice, and shyness can stop you from doing all the things in life you'd like to ✌👍

14. Pronouns?

He/him

15. Biggest pet peeve?

When others are acting arrogant?

16. Rate your life from 1-10

Idk if I can. I've been lucky in many aspects, like the general financial situation or other circumstances, but as of my enjoyment of living, I'm not a fan of my life 😛 I'll pass ✌

17. What's your main blog?

This is it ✨

18. List all your side blogs and what they're for

@artsyghostmansions for my art, though I switched to dumping it to insta

@beautifulitems-beautufulplaces for things that are wonderfully designed usually, like buildings and stuff

@- I have a sideblog in Polish where I spit out the bitterness and sorrow when I need it and don't wanna worry my friends, but it's not exactly made for viewing

@- I have a sexy sideblog too, but It's pretty much for mutuals only ✌

19. Is there anything people should know about you before becoming friends with you?

No cuz you wouldn't want to then haha

20. Selfie

My most recent one that I liked 🤷‍♂️

I'll tag @demonrunningwild, @enthronedremains, @yddaw, @privateschoolfeline, @phonsekal-laure if any of you want to 😊

#me #about me #selfie #gay #Spotify

[softandwildx]

I am considering either taking a break or deleting this blog and starting over.

This blog and it's many names and tribulations has carried me for quite some time now, and though it is very close to me and has allowed me to shed so much of the shell I lived in when I was younger, it has also brought on its fair share of issues. I feel like the more followers I gain, the less respect I and others seem to have for me. There are some days that I just feel buried and sick by the objectification I've admittedly brought on myself. I don't like who I am as a person right now and having strangers I don't know sending me messages about everything under the sun is becoming a little too much to bear.

I've become much more paranoid about people I know finding this blog, and a part of me hates that, because it is me, in a sense. But in another sense, I don't think it's me at all. Taking down this blog is almost futile at this point because regardless of whether or not I could hunt each of my photos and posts down and delete them myself, they will never leave this platform, and that's what scares me the most.

I am unbearably depressed to the point that I feel like I am drowning in life itself, and this blog is becoming less of a fun past time and more of an unhealthy tool to escape reality. As high as I am when I'm here interacting with you all, I am so incredibly low when I'm away. I am existing at the very lowest capacity possible and I'm afraid.

I really don't want to leave tumblr entirely, though we certainly all have plenty of reasons to at this point, don't we? But if I do stick around, I think now is probably a good time to take a page out of some of my mutuals' books and only share more personal things with the folks I've really come to know and trust. At the very least, I don't intend to share many more photos.

For all I know I could change my mind and delete this tomorrow and everything will be fine. But right now I feel like things are caving in on me and I can't work on myself or anything else if I'm stuck in an endless loop of scrolling. And some of you have been here with me through 3 or 4 blogs and years of back and forth. You have become some of my closest friends and I believe I owe you some transparency, or at least an explanation for why I haven't been much of myself lately.

So uh, yeah. Nothing is set in stone yet. If you made it this far, thanks for hanging out.

I'm gonna go to therapy now. See ya'll soon. ✌

[jordanparker]

Always For The Money (Chapter Four)

mmmm, catch me out here living my best trauma-filled life 😘✌✌ also this is exactly 1.6k so yayyy, long chapter

Ao3 Link | Chapter One

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Ben trails after Peter like a lost puppy, dragging his feet tiredly.

"Come on, it's just a little farther." Peter encourages with a smile, pushing forward with that damned walking staff of his.

Ben notes that someone with the sort of limp Peter had shouldn’t have this much strength or stamina to walk this far without taking a break.

(Even though every time Ben even mentioned taking a break, Peter had waved him off and just insisted that he was fine.)

Being part fairy, Ben was... stronger than the average human. And with that stunt that Peter had pulled earlier by jumping over the river, he knew that Peter wasn't the average revenge seeking human.

But Ben wasn't a pure blood fairy, he had a human parent. The books he had found stashed away in his father's office had told him that much.

Ben had stolen a book from his father’s study, snatching it with sly hands after seeing it locked away from view in a dark wood chest. Not that Tony would have noticed how Ben had picked the lock anyways.

The box contained very little things, but the book had piqued Ben’s interest. He had ignored the other things in the chest even though he was tempted to grab the silver key he had seen at the bottom of the chest.

It was titled "Mythical Beasts" and there were chapters filled with information of almost all magic creatures.

It helped a lot growing up. Tony didn't like talking about the non-human side of his son, choosing to ignore it most of the time.

The half-fairy had studied the thick book day after day, intrigued by the forbidden information written inside.

What Ben had noticed though, was that in the “Fairies and Pixies” chapter, multiple pages had been harshly ripped out.

Nonetheless, Ben noted that fairies were usually described as, 'innocent' and 'trusting'. But Ben wasn't a pure blooded fairy, so he usually didn't trust new people easily.

So what was so different about Peter, that it caused his coiled up wings to loosen a bit every time Ben remembered how tired and trusting his eyes had been.

Lost in thought, Ben hadn’t noticed when the pair had reached the bottom of a cliff, the shadow of the large rock casting shadows that made the trees look like they were moving.

Gulping, Ben walks forward slowly to tug on Peter’s cloak sleeve. “Hey, um, you sure this is the right place? ‘Cause I really don’t wanna get murdered right now. And I’m only like, fift-”

Peter ignores him and makes his way towards a patch of leaves growing on the side of the rocks. Ben watches as he raises his walking stick and knocks on the cliffside with the head of it in a pattern too quick and quiet for even Ben’s enhanced hearing to listen in on.

There’s a rumbling noise and the ground shakes under their feet as something big is moved, the half fairy looks around and finally notices that the cliff’s side looks to be moving, shifting under the cover of the leaves.

It’s a secret entrance, Ben realizes with wide eyes and arms outstretched to keep his balance as the ground slowly stops shaking.

A rattling noise comes from inside the newly revealed cave entrance and then there’s someone coming out. Their skin looks like it’s a pale purple, but Ben assumes it’s just the moonlight making it weird.

“God dammit, finally some fresh air. Steve kept burping smoke inside and wouldn’t let us open the roof.” They cough out, stumbling on their way out of the leaf covered opening. Ben hears laughter and loud talking coming from inside the cave.

“Pepper, you’re literally a witch. You and Natasha are always making the air smoggy and shit.” Peter laughs, finally turning to Ben. “Come on, you gotta meet everyone.” He gestures with his staff, pointing to the entrance.

The red-head woman, newly named Pepper, was still hacking next to the doorway, dramatically thumping her chest.

Passing by her to walk into the cave with Peter, Ben confirms that it isn’t the moonlight, Pepper’s skin really is purple.

“Is she okay?” Ben asks, whispering.

“Yeah, she’s just being dramatic.” Peter whispers back.

The leaf cover passes over them and it's almost like a blanket has been taken off his head. Inside it was warm, candles lit almost everywhere, with a small bonfire in the center of the cave.

Around the bonfire were six people, each one with a drink in hand and smiles on their faces. (And like Pepper, the mysterious purple-skinned witch, had mentioned, smoke was in clouds over their heads.)

Peter clears his throat and everyone turns to look at them, causing Ben to squirm where he stood. He really hopes that his shoes are finally dry so that he isn’t around a whole group of new people barefoot.

One of the guys in the group shoots up and in a blink is wrapping Peter in a bear hug, lifting him off the ground. Ben does not laugh at how Peter’s feet dangle a few feet off the ground, he does not.

A pale skinned woman stands up and stares Ben down, green eyes narrowed. The others slowly notice him too, looking at him with confused eyes.

It seemed as if Peter and the blond guy had finally finished their hug-a-thon, because Peter was suddenly at his side.

“Alright guys, this is Ben. I found him down by the river and he needed somewhere to stay, so I thought it’d be okay if he stayed here.”

Even though almost everyone in the group is bigger than Peter in height and muscle wise, Ben knew that by Peter’s darkened eyes, no one would say no.

“Well then, welcome to our temporary house Ben.” the tall blond says. “I’m Steve and I’m a dragon hybrid.” Steve smiles proudly to show off his fangs, smoke coming out of the edges of his mouth.

“This is what you call temporary?” Ben asks, looking around the cave to the drawings on the walls and the piles of blankets and pillows littered around.

Another guy snorts from where he’s still seated around the bonfire. “Yeah, Pepper and Rhodey like to go overboard with making our temps look home-y. Clint by the way. Creature speaker.” And then Ben notices the hawk on his shoulder.

A dark skinned man smiles proudly from his seat next to Clint. “Rhodey, I specialize in elemental manipulation.”

Ben nods, before something catches his eye. Someone actually. A dark haired man with pale skin watching him from the corner of the caves. The man’s eyes are watching him with foggy white eyes, making Ben feel small.

His wings curl up even more where they are already pressed against his spine under the man’s stare. He should really let them loose, he remembers reading that binding up your winds for more than a couple hours could cause a lot of damage to them.

Rhodey follows his line of sight. “That’s Loki, he’s a seer. He’s always looking creepy, but usually his brother Thor can make him all nice for a while.”

Peter’s smile is pleased as everyone warms up to Ben, once again leaning against his staff.

“And Bruce went out a while ago but he should be back in a bit. Have you already met Pepper?” Steve asks, motioning towards the door.

“Yup, she was complaining about your smoke again.” Peter mentions, giggling softly when Steve makes an offended noise.

“It’s not that bad-”

“YES IT IS! DON’T EVEN START SPROUTING THAT BULLSHIT STEVEN.” Pepper yells from outside, adding a couple coughs at the end to make her point.

Snickers sound around the cave.

Ben looks over at the pale-skinned woman from before and notices that instead of the glare that she had before, now she was smiling warmly at him and motioning for him to take a seat.

He takes the opportunity with no regrets, tired from walking all day and almost throws himself into the pillows to make a seat.

The pillows make him groan in appreciation. They’re so soft.

“Yeah the pillows are super soft, Rhodey stuffs them with feathers he finds around the place. Natasha by the way.” She grins, pearly white teeth on display.

“Ben.”

“I know.”

Conversations start up again and everyone doesn’t treat him like a kid. They talk for hours and Rhodey talks about his days spent making mountains and forests. Steve tells stories about spending years just flying around in his dragon form.

Peter stays silent just sitting in between Steve and Rhodey, smiling every so often.

Later as the group offers him an area to sleep in, Ben yawns and realizes that he’s laughed more in the past two hours then he’s laughed in all the time that he’s lived with Tony.

He falls asleep with a smile on his face, and his wings loosening around his shirt. Ben hopes that the next day lasts longer so that he doesn’t have to say goodbye to everyone.

Unknown to him, two people stand outside talking.

“Peter, he’s 15. He looks exactly like you thought he would’ve looked like.” Natasha says softly, a pale white hand on the fairy’s arm. “You can’t just think this is a coincidence.”

Peter smiles sadly, looking back into the cave and at the corner where Ben’s sleeping form lies. “I know Nat. But I don’t want to be wrong, I can’t handle being wrong. Not with this.”

“We’ll just have to wait it out then, huh.”

“Yeah. We’ll just wait it out.”

#starker #ironspider #peter parker #tony stark #tony stark x peter parker #fairy peter #hunter tony #always for the money #things are starting to spice up #also does peter know?...

[naivesilver]

I think it speaks volumes of how messed up my week was that I’m replying only now😂 Eh, as I said my session could go better but really, the amount of stuff on my plate is exhausting😭🙈😵 but there’s hope for February you know, for the both of us, we just got to hold on? Btw, you know me so bloody well Sere😂♥️, yep, I ship Granny and Marco like there’s no tomorrow but I am totally partial to him and Leona in your AU and in the 1996 movie. Always a semi-canonical shipper😂 Jojo

Listen, I have faith in you, okay? Everything's going to be FINE. And don't worry about replying late - I'm here all the fucking time anyway, so I'll be on hand to welcome you with open arms 💞

Also, Leona>>>>>>>>Granny every day of our lives, but go off akjslajakajaksjsksjdksj jk jk, but still, I hope you'll like something I'm cooking lately 😏

OKAY OKAY LISTEN, first of all????? If you visit the Mole, don't take the lift up to the pinnacle. Legend has it you won't graduate if you do, and maybe it's not realistic, but I wouldn't risk it if I were you LMAO but definitely go to the Museo Egizio, and take a stroll around the Valentino too just not after sundown lol. Finally, if you have time, while you get your Starbucks (no judgement from me, though I liked the cat cafe that used to sit in front of it much more), take a stroll down Via Roma and/or Via Garibaldi u.u

I hope you a fun and relaxing weekend, and I'll see you next time you swing by 💝✌

#jojo asks #of all places to visit...why turin ALHSLSHSLAJAKA #my beloathed

[risingphoenix761]

21 SPN Themed Questions

I was tagged indirectly by @sis-tafics ✌

1. When did you start watching Supernatural?

The beginning! We kept up with it really well up until mid season...5? 6? Work happened around then and we were never home when it was on, but I stayed involved in it via internet until I got caught up, then started keeping up again during 12.

2. Who is your favorite in TFW?

Not fair. They've all got something to them. Once upon a time I might have been able to make this decision, but no can do. I love Dean's dedication to family, Sam's compassion for everyone, Cas's loyalty...I love all of them! Don't make me choose!

3. Who is your least favorite in TFW?

DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE! They could all stand to be a little less stubborn, if you ask me, and the writers could really quit making shit decisions with them but I digress

4. Tag your top 5 Supernatural blogs

@bamby0304 @kittenofdoomage @kingofthecrxssroads and... Actually, I think most of the blogs I follow are SPN-ish, so...

5. Who is your favorite character (not including TFW)?

Hmm. Lemme think.

6. Who is your favorite woman in Supernatural?

Uhhhhh....

Or

Though I dearly love Jo and Meg 2.0 (which is some first class irony)

7. John or Mary?

Is that even a question?

8. What were your first opinions of Sam, Dean, Cas, and Jack?

Dean - he's cute. I bet my sister already has a crush on him.

Sam - holy crap, he's tall! And he's a nerd like me!

Cas - did he just say angel? What the hell!

Jack - what the hell! This can't be good!

9. What's your favorite season?

Tough one. Gotta be a toss up between 5, 6, and 8

10. What's your least favorite season?

Also a tough one. Not a huge fan of 11, and I've been endlessly bitter and frustrated since the end of 12

11. Opinions on Destiel?

There's been hints, jokes, and subtext for years, so they might as well make it canon already. At this point, though, it would only be continuing to fuck with the shippers because of Cas's Buffy rip-off deal with the Empty. Personally, I just want to see something good happen to them, and they can't live without each other, so however they get to be happy is fine with me. Except there's that deal, which leaves Cas screwed, which ultimately screws Dean over, and I dunno, am I getting annoyed with the writing lately? Moving on.

12. Do you believe Supernatural queerbaits?

Lately? They're getting very close, at the very least

13. Seasons 1-7 or 8-14?

Is that even a question? The early years for me, thanks.

14. Favorite villain (plot wise)?

HMM. LEMME THINK.

15. Do you think they should end the Lucifer plot line?

Yeah? Awhile ago? We got Jack out of it, and you're taking that precious cinnamon roll away over my dead body, but how much more can they get out of him without it feeling ridiculous? Now if we had different writers with some fresh ideas, who knows, but alas

16. Who do you think has gone through more trauma (Sam, Dean, or Cas)?

Can't answer that one. Sorry.

17. What's your favorite Supernatural episode?

Oh shit... Yellow Fever, Mystery Spot, Weekend At Bobby's, The French Mistake, Swan Song, Sacrifice, First Born, Fan Fiction to name a few.

18. Do you like case episodes?

Does Dean like pie?

19. Who do you relate to most in TFW?

Again, that's hard to answer. That's one of the things I find most appealing about the show, is how relatable the characters are. I see my own best and worst in their best and worst, and that's pretty cool. It also sucks on occasion, but that's okay.

20. Why do you like Supernatural?

See above answer in terms of relatability. Also, the heart of the show has always been things that are really important to me, like family, loyalty, courage, and hope. It's why this show is always my go-to. Yeah, horrible things happen and they rarely make sense and there's always pain and grief and trauma, but there's also those other things, and they're worth holding onto.

21. If you could bring back one character and kill off another who would they be?

The list is very likely that long. Lol. And I don't want them dead, exactly, but I can live without the hunters from the apocalypse world. That includes AU Bobby and Charlie. Ours are on that list!

Tagging anybody and everybody that wants to do this!

[asongofhopeandjoy]

💔✌👎💦💣 hehehehe

I decided to put my answers under a cut because this got long, lol. 

Also if you haven’t watched season one of Jujutsu Kaisen, the A Silent Voice movie, the Heroes Rising movie, read the Chainsaw Man manga, etc. - I recommend not reading this post so you don’t see mild to detailed spoilers. 

If you do enjoy spoilers though... have fun! 

Ship that makes me sad: Yuji and Junpei from JJK. 💔 I won't go into what happened, but I will say we could have had it all. 💔

I am also in denial about what happened to Reze and Denji in Chainsaw Man, even though I also like the tragic aspect of their relationship. It hurts so good. <3 

Ship that you find cute but you don't ship: Rei and Nagisa are adorable and would probably make a good couple, but during my time in the Free! fandom I always saw them as just friends and I don't know why. Ironically, they were the only ship almost everyone in the Free! fandom agreed on.

Ship that you can never see happening: While bakudeku could most definitely be canonised and not hurt the story or characters at all (especially due to recent developments between my boys in the manga), the world is unfortunately not ready for two male bisexual or gay protags to kiss in a popular shounen manga. 💔

This may sound a bit cynical but I think Shounen Jump will always put the male, straight audience they have first as long as that audience keeps paying their bills. So unless significant parts of that audience start to get really cool with a lot of things really quickly, I don't think Shounen Jump would take the creative risk, even though I'm sure it would be received well by a lot of people, including myself. 

It sucks that this is the state of the world right now, but I have made my peace with the fact bakudeku is unlikely to be canon by the time the series ends because at least we have the Heroes Rising movie. Parenting small children and arguing about how to raise them? Risking their lives to save each other? “It’s fine if it’s you”? It’s *chef’s kiss*

Also... one day in the future a bakudeku shipper is gonna make their own manga and make their male rivals kiss and it will be glorious! Bakudeku fandom if you ever get a book or comic published, call me! I want to support you.  

Ship that is taboo: 

I almost didn’t answer this one because um, yeah... Even though I’d say my tastes are pretty vanilla, that’s still no guarantee someone won’t want to put you in jail for shipping crimes. 

That said though, I’m one of those people who don’t mind bully x victim ships on the condition that the the bully atones for what they did. 

I love the movie A Silent Voice, where Shoya unfortunately bullied Shouko for being deaf as a small child and the movie is all about him making up for what he did. Sign language is very hard and can take years to learn, and a lot of the kids in their class didn’t want to be bothered to learn it and this obviously upset Shouko who was trying really hard to make connections. But then Shoya studied it on the very off chance that he would get to see Shouko again and apologise to her and I was like: “Poetic cinema!”. I’m absolutely weak for big emotional and thoughtful gestures like that and it’s an absolutely fantastic way to get me to ship something. 

Maybe it’s also because I was bullied as a child for being autistic, but there’s also something satisfying and cathartic about seeing a former bully victim have their former bully wrapped around their finger. *insert good for her gif here* 

So yeah not very exciting but even the most vanilla ships can be problematic if you try hard enough! 

Ship that pisses me off: Some members of the A//TLA fandom will want to look away... It’s k*taang, ma*ko and z*kka. And water is wet. 

I don’t have a lot of NOTPs anymore because I’ve chilled out a lot about shipping, but the first two ships committed the cardinal sin of being problematic AND boring. You only get to be one or the other and only if the writers have taste and know what they’re doing!  

I think it is hard to screw up the friends to lovers or childhood sweethearts trope but somehow these white men keep doing it by using the cursed “will they won’t they” device in story telling, then get mad when we don’t praise them for creating a romantic subplot we have seen done horribly a million times before. There’s also some questionable ma*ko and k*taang scenes that never get called out by the series’ narrative and they make me not want to ship the pairings on principle. Told y’all I was vanilla, lol.

Z*kka is just boring to me because both the characters have much more interesting romantic possibilities with most of the other characters around them. And S*kka’s romantic relationships are so tied to his fantastic character arc that I don’t want to mess with them. I won’t deny that the fandom also ruined the potential of me ever liking the ship, and that helps me move onto my next point...

These three fandoms encapsulate everything wrong with modern shipping culture. The obsession with their interpretation of canon to the point they will outright refuse to understand other people’s perspective or appreciate transformative works, the refusal to curate their online experiences and inability to understand they can’t control others, the unhealthy ways they tie their identity to their ship, the hypocritical morality policing, the bullying, the harassment, etc. 

Canon was already a big hurdle for me to ever like or appreciate these ships and the fandoms just make them outright intolerable so on the block list they go. 

#asongofhopeandjoy #speaking into the void

[bloggergirlwrites]

You're the bad guy (T.R Imagine) P.t 8

Pt.1 | Pt.2 | Pt.3 | Pt.4 | Pt.5 | Pt.6 | Pt.7

It's been days since you've been attacked by the beast but you've been doing good since then. The next morning your eyes fluttered open and things were blurry at first but then you looked down and noticed a certain dark haired boy asleep by your bedside whilst holding your hand.

"Stiles", yoy managed to get out while nudging him a little "Huh!? Who died!?", he yelled in panick. "No one", you smiled softly, "It's me Stiles." "Oh thank god", Stiles looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes, "I thought we lost you there for minute." He kissed your knuckles. "No no, I'm gonna live forever remember, I'm gonna annoy you for the rest of your life", you joked. "Ha ha, funny. But seriously, you scared the shit out of me. Don't ever do that again", Stiles said as he squeezed your hand. "I'm sorry for all this", you said trying to sit up. "Here, let me help you", Stile said placing his hand on your back to support you as you sat up. "I'm sorry for not listening to you. If i had just listened, i wouldn't be in this situation", you continued. "Hey, look at me", Stiles lifted your face so you were looking him in the eye, "It doesn't matter. What matters is that you're fine now."

"Erm, Theo is asleep on Scott's couch downstairs. Do you want me to call him for you?", he said breaking the silence. "Theo's here?", you asked surprised. "Yeah", Stiles laughed, "he hasn't left actually." "I think I'd like to see him", you smiled softly as Stiles go up to get Theo.

Suddenly you started to feel a slight wind enter the room. You look over and notice that the window was open. Was it always open? How come you had only noticed now? You get up to close the window when you hear footsteps behind you. "Hey, had this window been open the whole time?", you ask thinking Stiles had walked into the room. No one answers you but instead the door slams shut causing you to jump.

Your heart started racing as you build up the courage to turn around. Starring you right in the face, one of the three dread doctors. Your first instinct was to fight back. Even though you're scared, you weren't gonna go down without a fight. Claws and fangs out, you growl at him ready to attack. But before you can, you're hit to the ground by one of the other dread doctors.

You try to fight back as he lifts you up by your throat but you're still weak since the beast attack. You feel your breathing become restricted as he applies more pressure to your windpipe. Just as you feel as if you're about to pass out, you hear a growl from the doorway and the dread doctor drops you to the ground.

Scott and Theo appeared and began fighting off the dread doctors as Stiles tried to find his way to you. He put your arm around his shoulder to support you and tried to get you out of the room. As you approached the doorway, you were stopped a dread doctor who used his cain to knock Stiles out. "Stiles!", you yelled falling to ground beside him. "Stiles, you gotta get up! Come on Stiles!", you pleaded with him as the dread doctor got closer you.

He pulled you up by your hair as you looked around to see Scott being held down by one of the dread doctors, bleeding from his abdomen, and Theo was struggling with the other. Suddenly the dread doctor pulls out a long sharp needle attached to a syringe with some form of liquid in it. Before you could even react, he had already injected you with the fluid and your eyes become heavy.

"No!", Theo yelled trying to get to you but he was stopped by the other dread doctors. "You promised you wouldn't hurt her!", he yelled at them. "Distraction", was all they said before disappearing through the window, taking you along with them.

A/N : It's been such a long time since I updated this series. I was so caught up with college and I didn't have any time but I will be posting more soon. Love you❤✌

#theo raeken #cody christian #theo reaken imagine #cody christian imagine #dylan o'brien #scott mccall #teen wolf #teen wolf imagine #thiam #tyler posey #dylan sprayberry imagine #liam dunbar #dylan sprayberry #stiles stilinski #tyler hoechlin #derek hale #cody allen christian #thiam imagine #mieczyslaw stiles stilinski #liam dunbar imagine #malia hale #dylan o'brien imagine #stydia #stiles stilinksi imagine #shelley hennig #teen wolf series #holland roden #chrisberry #dylan and cody