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brownieocean · 1 year
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Tinder in real life ( Harry Lewis x Reader)
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Summary: You work as an influencer when you wake up to a call from your manager. She tells you about a chance to be on a video about tinder-in-real-life where you could raise your visibility and get more followers. You take the offer up and end up in a Sidemen video where you get to meet a certain shy, blond-haired boy who seems to have a liking to you.
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brrr brrrr
Your phone rang somewhere.
brrr brrrr
”Ughhhh” you groan as you reach for your buzzing phone on your bed. You pat empty spots a couple times because you cant be bothered to open your eyes this early getting more irritated by the second when your hand cant find your phone. 
brr-
”Hello?” You answered groggily.
”Rise and shine girl, i got u a job offer!” It was your manager.
”This early? Give me like 2 more hours n call me again, i cant think rn”
”No, i need to give a response now if youre in or not”
”Ughh fine, okay what is it?”
”They cant disclose much, but its a tinder-in-real-life type of video and they’re getting a bunch of girls on it”
”Girl what.”
”It's a good way to raise your following! get your name out there, they get tens of millions of views every video, i really think you should do this”
”Hmmm alright when is it?”
”It's next month, ill send you the address and time closer to the date”
”Mhhmhm ok gnight ttyl”
”Oh and don’t forget to do the-
You hung up on your manager, shes great at her job but sometimes shes a bit too hyper. You throw your phone away and pull the covers further over your head.
It's been about a month and you’ve been getting more anxious every passing day about this video you promised to be in. It is tomorrow and you don’t feel prepared at all. You would need to put on your best smile and make yourself entertaining and likable so you could get as many people to follow you after the video was posted. Your biggest fear was that you’d say the wrong thing or completely embarrass yourself in front of millions and millions of people. 
You walk into the studio and step into a line of beautiful girls. You knew you were pretty but these people were all breathtaking. The line went by fast because it was just a security and id check and after you were guided into a room to wait. You went on your phone to pass the time while some of the girls were squeaking about getting to meet "The Sidemen".
Soon it was your turn. Hands sweating you left the waiting room and walked over to where the tape was placed for you to stand on. You saw a line of about ten guys, some chatting amidst themselves and some giving you awkward smiles. Infront of you there was a cardboard frame with yes and no stickers at the bottom representing tinder. 
You noticed you were fiddling with your ring and made a mental note to try and not look so nervous. “Okay, first introduce yourself, say your name, age and where you’re from” yelled someone from the camera crew.
You took a second to calm your nerves. “Hi, I’m y/n, I am 21 years old and I’m from Brighton!” You smiled at the guy ahead of you. 
He was tall and confident. “Hi, I'm Simon, I’m 27 and I bet I could touch your belly button from the inside!” You saw him cringe at himself.
“Eughh” was heard from the herd of men. “You winced when you said that, I don't even think you wanted to say that” you laughed. “I know, '' he said as you guided him to the left with your hand. Time went on and you kept swiping people based on their lines. You were nearly halfway done and you were having the time of your life.
Next up walked a cute blonde boy who seemed even more nervous than you, if that was possible. He was holding a notebook with both hands where he had scribbled in earlier, probably trying to come up with good pickup lines. 
“Hello, im harry I’m 23.. uhh”
He glanced at his notebook
“Girl you got more legs than a bucket of chicken”
You couldn’t help but giggle at the fact that he had written that down, and thought it was good. 
Every guy laughed while he stood there sending you an awkward smile, fiddling with his notebook. He was having a hard time keeping eye-contact since he was nervous but he tried his best. Something about him made you unable to stop smiling.
“I liked that, plus you’re cute so…” you swiped him right. He did a little “hooray!” with his hands and walked up next to the guys you had said yes to.
After saying yes to Harry you kept sharing sneaky glances with him. Every time you looked over at him, he was already looking straight at you. You noticed he hadn’t stopped smiling since getting there.
Rest of the group went by quickly, lastly you gave a little recap on why you rejected the people you did and then you were on your way. While walking away you looked back one last time and gave Harry a smile checking him out. And he seemed like he was about to say something but decided not to. Shame.
You walked trough the waiting room, where there were only 4 more girls waiting for their turns, to where your jacket and bag were. You felt happy because you did well and it was over. You couldn’t wait to be able to see the video in a couple of weeks. Just as you were about to open the door to leave 
“Hey! y/n wait!” You were surprised he remembered your name
“Oh hi! did I leave something?”
“Just my number haha! uhh anyway..” He scratched the back of his neck holding his phone in his hand.
“..so yeah i was thinking maybe we could grab coffee sometime? Id like to get to know you more.. or i mean if you want that is.. so uhh”
“I would love to! Here” You took his phone and put your number in it. 
“Text me -
“Harry where the hell are you ? We have to wrap this up” 
You heard somebody yell
Harry looked at you and smiled. You nodded signaling that he should go. He jogged back over to the set looking back at you once more.
And there you were walking back inside your apartment smiling from ear to ear when your phone received a notification.
Imessage:
“Hi its Harry from that video! are u possibly free on saturday?”
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thefrontofmymind · 9 months
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matty healy x reader ig blurb
FC: Olivia Cook
a/n: there isn't really a particular trope i could put this under. like there's marriage and a baby, all of it soft launched. idk. help me
2019
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yninstagram oui oui baguette, bisou xx
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ynfan1 living for yn the rockstar girlfriend
ynfan2 our meme queen
>1975fan1 her and matty are so made for each other
ynfan3 omg i thought she was in paris i saw her today adsskdfjs
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yninstagram why travel with your rockstar of a boyfriend if youre not going to get a metric tonne of fries from room service?
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1975fan1 WHY IS THERE A PIECE OF BREAD ON THE BARE TABLECLOTH??
ynfan1 the past generation had alexa chung, we have yn
ynfan2 how is she so prettyyyyy
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yninstagram via stories:
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yninstagram via stories:
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caption: home.
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trumanblack via stories:
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2022
yninstagram via stories:
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trumanblack Love. Love. Love. Love. What other word could I use? Happy birthday.
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1975fan1 IM SORRY YN IN A WEDDING DRESS???? WHAT???
>ynfan1 AND IT LOOKS TO BE FROM AROUND 2019 BASED ON HER HAIR
>1975fan1 I AM FREAKING OUT
yninstagram love you
1975fan2 so im guessing i have no chance?
>trumanblack none at all, i’m afraid.
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yninstagram lol
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ynfan1 ARE THEY TROLLING WHATS GOING ON???
ynfan2 HER LEFT HAND IS CROPPED OUT
ynfan3 im sorry why is everybody freaking out?
>ynfan4 matty posted a photo of yn in a wedding dress seemingly from a while ago, everyone thinks they’re married now
trumanblack nice shirt, i wonder who’s wardrobe you stole it from
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yninstagram im watching you. also stream being funny in a foreign language, its by…the 1885?
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ynfan1 she’s so right they are mum and dad
1975fan1 im sorry im just thinking about that deuxmoi post from like january
>1975fan2 what one? sorry im a newer fan
>1975fan1 it was about a singer and a model who got secretly married and had a baby like a couple months later and it was never revealed who it was
>1975fan2 oh thats interesting!
ynfan2 obSESSED with that ring
ynfan3 i STILL cant get over that yn and matty are married! Im never going to recover from this
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yninstagram throwback to baby’s first aquarium visit (yes, this is what you think.)
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ynfan1 I AM CRYINGGG
1975fan1 HOLY FUCK THAT BLIND ITEM WAS REAL
ynfan2 mother is mothering the most a mother could mother right now
1975fan2 WAIT SO BOTH ADAM AND MATTY EACH HAVE A KID NOW??
>1975fan3 omg half of the 1975 are dads now…
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yninstagram BRITS.
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trumanblack milf.
>yninstagram thx
charli_xcx FITTIEEEE
>yninstagram THANK U BABYYYY
ynfan1 step on me
1975fan1 the 1975 WAGs make me bi
ynfan2 how is she real???
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dailymail Yn shares new video of her son on instagram, the tot was captured splashing in a puddle of mud in an instagram story from his mum. This is the first we’ve seen anything of Yn and Matty Healy’s baby after the “soft launch” back in November.
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ynfan1 is this really news? a mum shared a video of her child doing something cute, it happens every day
>ynfan2 well yn was the one that posted it, surely she expected people to talk about it
ynfan3 so so cuteeee
1975fan1 I can’t believe my parents are actual parents!!
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its-time-to-write · 7 months
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ch. 7 - hustling for the good life
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if you made it to the end, thank you🥰
the way forward
Touring is absolutely insane. It’s not as crazy as some people’s like, say, Allie Gooding, but it’s still so. Much. Work. You don’t really dance, mostly hold your guitar while sitting in the middle of a stage while people twirl and leap behind you.
It’s a Blue Glass tour, technically speaking, but Mango is by far the highlight.
You’re in the city of its origin, with its muses sitting front and center. 
“I’ll let you go/Because it’s best for me/I slip out the back/And turn the key,” the audience sings.
i saw u on tiktok, Jamie texts that night. fukig mint the way the crowd sang all the words.
Claire was crying, you type back. And why can’t you ever spell “fuck” correctly??
cant all be smarty pants musicians, Jamie writes. Then, been blessed to be a dumb, sexy footballer.
Ok, I have to go to sleep. Flying to some small city tomorrow afternoon. Maybe you’ve heard of it? Called something like idk, Landon? Lodan?
He asks, u still staying at mine?
Yep. Can’t wait!!
FUCKIMG M I N T, Jamie responds.
You’ve been in Richmond for approximately four hours, just long enough to say hi to Keeley, eat dinner, and, you know, ditch Natalie so you and Jamie can make up for time spent apart.
“That’s disgusting,” she says before hopping into the hired car.
“Ok miss ‘I fucked-‘”
“WHOA, ok,” she says, “I’m going to stop you right there. I’m out of here.”
But now you’re laying in Jamie’s bed as he runs his hand up and down your arm, tucked against his side.
“You’re bringing the team to the show tomorrow, right?” you ask.
“Hm,” Jamie agrees.
“Cool,” you say softly, “Do you think they’re going to want to meet the musical guest?”
“Yes,” Jamie says immediately. “Lads’ve been hounding me all week. Even fucking Ted’s been asking.”
You smile. “Seems no one’s immune to the charms of Allie Gooding.”
“I fucking knew it,” Jamie gasps. “Fucking knew it. You gonna do Creekside?”
“Yeah,” you say.
“You’re amazing, you know that?” he asks, twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers. “How you do all this shit, I don’t know.”
You’re silent. The truth is, you don’t even know how you do all this shit. Natalie is barely managing to keep your head on straight as it is. At first, it was fun to travel. Now, you just want a good night of sleep.
You have an especially hard time with meet and greets. It always feels too crowded and stifling, and there’s no Jamie to hold your hand or sneak you out the door so nine times out of ten, you have a panic attack while pretending that everything’s fine.
You’d be happy never touring again, just playing your guitar for Jamie in the living room. Writing songs for the people you love and only for the people you love. Mango felt important in a way that Blue Glass didn’t. It had a message and actually helped people, whether or not they knew it.
Claire sent you a small video every time her song was playing in a shop or on the radio, then end the song by clasping her thumb and index finger into a heart. She sent one of her and the other women in her new house, dancing to Kitchen Epiphany.
“We wouldn’t be here without you, babe!” she said at the end.
But she was wrong. You wouldn’t be there without her. It’s wrong, all wrong, but you only have a couple nights with Jamie so you roll on top of him and press your lips to his.
You’re in Greece less than a week and a half later, sporting a Tartt jersey as you pull up to your hotel.
Natalie’s been making wiggly eyes at you the whole time you’ve had it on but you don’t care because you’re almost done with this godforsaken tour and you haven’t broken up with Jamie. He still loves you, for some reason you don’t understand.
But hey, you’ve never claimed to understand the male brain.
As you make the mad dash from the car into the safety of the lobby, you hear a familiar voice call your name. You turn and see Donovan, your most recent ex. He’s smiling and holding hands with a girl you used to see around his photoshoots.
“How have you been?” he asks warmly. 
“Good!” you say. “Hopping all around the world, but good!”
He’s still smiling that picture-perfect smile. “Saw you’re dating Jamie Tartt. You guys actually look happy together. Just like me and Zoe. Unless, of course, it’s show?”
“Oh,” you reply, startled. “I, uh, well,”
“It’s ok,” Donovan interjects. “Zo knows we weren’t actually dating.”
“Oh,” you say again, relieved. You never did feel the need to act around Donovan. “Yeah, no, it’s real. At least, it feels real. Wasn’t set up by a PR firm or anything and we’ve been able to keep it pretty quiet.”
Donovan nods. “You’ve always been good in staying out of trouble. Me, not so much.” 
Zoe grins from her place on his arm. “Yeah, but now we get into quiet trouble. We’re getting married this week, and no one even knows that we’re dating.”
She holds out her hand to show you and Natalie the biggest ring you’ve ever seen.
“Nice,” Natalie says. “But we’ve got to check in. Great to see you, Donny.”
“God,” she says as she drags you away, “that could’ve been you. You would have made perfect plastic babies with that absolute fucking Ken.”
“Hey, Dono was nice,” you defend.
“Uh huh. What with all that… personality.”
Ok fine, so maybe he was rather one-dimensional. He and Danielle seem perfectly happy. You’re glad that he’s doing well, despite your so-called “torrid love affair.”
You’ll have to drop by their room at some point to catch up for real.
You end up going out to a club with him. And Natalie and Danielle of course, but as you step through the doors, you’re kicking yourself. Why did you think this was a good idea? It smells and it’s crowded, but you’re going to suck it up for Natalie, and for the sake of socialization. Your only consolation is that pretty much everyone will be too drunk to know who you are.
It’s all fine, you’ve had some water and you’re dancing with Natalie when the lights hit your eyes wrong, or maybe the beat dropped when you weren’t expecting it, but it doesn’t actually matter because your eyes go wide and you feel like you’re drowning. You push your way through the crowd out the door, barely noticing Donovan and Zoe hot on your heels.
“Hey,” he calls after you, “you alright?”
No, you want to say. No, you’re not alright because you’re with a bunch of strangers and you just want to be home with Jamie. You want to kick a football around with him on the weekends and hold his hand and be alone. You can feel tears sliding down your cheeks, and Donovan cups your face in his hands to wipe them away. 
“Maybe we should go,” he says concerned. Zoe’s leaning against a wall, phone out. 
“Already got an Uber,” she says. “You’ll be ok, babe.”
Donovan presses a kiss to your forehead. “C’est pas de problème,” he says. “Ne stresses pas.”
You can tell something’s wrong the moment you wake up. Maybe because you can’t hear Natalie in the other room or maybe it’s intuition, but the air isn’t right. You open up your phone to Instagram and find a picture of you and Donovan from last night. He’s holding your face and looking at you with what you know is concern, but to the observer looks like- love?
Oh shit.
The caption is the standard bullshit - “Forest Fire singer reignites old flame,” and you think you might be sick.
You keep scrolling and there’s another one, this time with Donovan kissing your forehead. The caption underneath is a rant to the effect of, how could you cheat on Jamie Tartt? What a greedy little bitch.
The more you go, the more you find. It’s the same set of pictures with the same set of captions.
It’s the damage to your public image that concerns you. You’ve been around long enough to know that it will blow over, especially because it’s unsubstantiated. You’re thinking of Jamie.
Oh god, what’s he going to think? You’re positive he’s seen it already, because how could he not? It’s so rare that you have a so-called scandal, that you’re trending. If he didn’t find it on his own, one of his friends definitely sent it to him.
Your phone is blowing up with news notifications and text messages. You have ten missed calls from Natalie an inbox full of voicemails. You’ll probably delete all of them without listening. 
But what you really care about is Jamie because in the plethora of messages all you’ve gotten from him is a single fucking voice memo. It’s five seconds long, the exact amount of time it takes to say “fuck you,” and you don’t want to open it. 
But a voice in your head compels you, the same voice that gave you the ok to fall in love with him in the first place, so before you can talk yourself out if it you press play and hold it up to your ear. 
“Hey,” says Jamie’s voice. “I love you.”
And that’s it. 
You don’t even try to calculate what time it is in London, you just hit the call button.
“Hey,” says Jamie’s real, actual voice.
“Hi,” you breathe. “I love you. And I hate touring. And press. I just want to make my songs and never fucking tour again. Donovan and I weren’t even doing anything. I had a goddamn panic attack and he was helping me calm down, and his literal fiancée is like three feet off camera but no one knows they’re together because fuck the press.”
Jamie chuckles. “No one’s making you do all this, love. You don’t owe people anythin’. You can just live your life without selling it. But like, if you want to sell it you can. You know?”
“Yeah,” you say.
“Oi. Look. Are you actually doing what you want? Because if it ain’t making you happy, you can stop.” 
You can hear a muffled voice in the background before you have a chance to respond. 
“Yeah, it’s her,” Jamie says to the voice. 
There’s a chorus of your name as Jamie says, “Dani and the lads say hi.”
“Tell them I say hi,” you respond. “Wait, where are you? It’s like nine there. Are you at training?”
“Weight room,” Jamie says, “but don’t get distracted. Are you happy?”
“No,” you say. “No, I’m not I want to- I want to play my guitar in your backyard and talk to Clare and help out Christine and not give Natalie a fucking aneurism every single day. I want to be able to sleep and not worry what people think of me and I want to like singing again. I want to visit my friends and have time to listen to their music and maybe I’ll tour with them, but only for fun. And most of all, I want to be with you. I want to go to all your matches and wear so much red and blue that I look like a gremlin and then I want to go home with you. And I want, like, domestic stuff too, like grocery shopping and cooking and- and-”
“And brushing our teeth at the same time,” Jamie helpfully supplies.
“Yes,” you say. “I’m really tired of all this.”
“Well,” Jamie says, “you’ve got one more week. Then fucking come home.”
You tell Natalie she’s fired, just to see the look on her face. 
She starts yelling when you tell her you’re kidding but only kind of and then she hits you with her purse, stringing together curses in both English and Spanish.
She’s less mad when you give her a raise and tell her she’s now in charge of managing all your shit so you don’t have to.
“I thought that’s what I was doing already,” she says, and now it’s your turn to smack her.
“First decision I’m making is switching to KJPR,” she says.
You ask, “What the fuck is that?” with a nose wrinkle.
Nat just grins. “Keeley’s PR firm.”
You let out a scream. “NO FUCKING WAY. NO FUCKING WAY! How did I miss that??”
Natalie shrugs and says, “She told me to pass on the message because she figured you were busy. I sent her a very nice gift basket from you.”
You sigh and grab Natalie for a hug. “You’re the absolute best, you know that?”
“Uh huh,” she says. “You’d be dead without me.”
It���s off-season, a year later. You’re on a beach in Brazil, lying in a chair next to Keeley, who’s in a hot-pink bikini.
“I never want to go back to England,” she says, sipping her drink.
You laugh. “I think your boytoy would disagree.”
She huffs and says, “Not my fault he has all that fucking hair. And anyway, he’s the one who wanted to come!”
“Fucking grandad,” Jamie grumbles good-naturedly next to you.
“You invited him,” you say. “You said, ‘Babe, Roy has to be there when we elope.’”
“How was I supposed to know he hated the sun?” Jamie asks, exasperated. “Twat never said anything!”
“He wears black all the time and never smiles, babe. He’s basically a vampire. You should’ve known.”
“I can fucking hear you,” Roy says from under the umbrella. “I’m not fucking deaf.”
You pinch the bridge of your nose and say, “I’m just glad Natalie left yesterday. Some honeymoon this is.”
Jamie gets up from his chair and flops on top of you. 
“Oof,” you grunt.
“Sorry,” he says, not sorry at all. “Hey, think there’s a pitch ‘round here? I brought my boots. Think they’re under the bed, love.”
“Yeah, yeah,” you say. “‘Football is life,’ or whatever. I’m gonna write a hit song about how my husband likes a fucking ball better than me.”
“I’d pay good money to hear that,” Roy says.
Jamie props himself up on his forearms and puts on his most angelic expression. “That’s me, the adorable yet sexy trophy husband. I’m your muse.”
“You’re something,” you say. “Ooh, I think I can use that in the song!”
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nocturneblight · 2 days
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The fan’s gentle breeze grazed your face as you kicked up your legs and relaxed for the night, it was just a couple of hours of night shift anyway, no biggie.
As your eyes fell to lull you into a peaceful slumber, suddenly, A Loud *THUD* followed by what sounded like someone tripping into a drum set went off. Your eyes shot awake, quickly searching left and right around the room to figure out where the noise came from, such installed panic forced you out of your seat as you frantically looked about the office.
“H-hey, over here!” Chanted a distorted voice, Somewhere between a man and a woman.
You quickly picked up your flashlight from its holster on your hip, now tip towing towards the odd voice, flashlight in hand.
“A little more, a little moreeeee… Wait don’t run into me!”
You looked down, beaming the flashlight directly into its face, now witnessing the deformed abomination, lowered to a head dangling from the ceiling and almost onto the floor. Its long wires looked on the verge of snapping, like it was just ready to be yanked down.
You sighed,
“Manglllle, what are you doing?“ you said, In an exhausting tone.
“Ah you know… Animatronic stuff…” she trailed off, her only working eye looking away shyly.
You kept the flashlight beaming into her abysmal face,
“They take you apart again?” You asked, being cautious not to get too close.
Mangle nudged himself slightly, attempting to communicate a nodding gesture.
“Yeah, One really crafty kid managed to get into the vents this time” she said.
You went to back up more, realizing this could all be a plot to possibly harm you, carefully and quietly walking back.
“Easy there, I can’t harm you. I’m in a bit of a tangle, ya know?” He said, almost playfully wording his speech.
You cocked your right brow, looking at her suspiciously, not believing a word he said.
“Look, I know it looks odd but I could really use your helping hands… Speaking of which…” she trailed off, shifting her eye to look behind you in the best way he could.
“Yes?” You questioned.
“Can you grab my hand for me? It should be right behind you” she explained.
You turned around and stared at the rooms wall, seeing nothing else other than a singular vent tied against the wall.
You sighed once more,
“Fine, but no funny business” you said, swapping your flashlights ray to the vent, now walking towards it and gently tucking yourself inside.
It was surprisingly roomy for a vent, enough to fit an adult in, no wonder the kid was able to get in so well…
“Manglllle! Where is it in here? I don’t see anything!” You shouted, your voice echoing through the vent, enough to reach mangles far away robotic ears.
“It should be just up the vent and to the left” they said, giving directions.
You shifted further into the metal workings, shimmying into it and finding your way to the vents leftward bending tunnel.
A object stuck upward in the shadows of the tunnel, as you saw it, you aimed your flashlight at it and saw the figure clear as day, a protruding white hand, gesturing a vulgar finger at you.
You sighed again, now palming your face as mangles plot came to fruition.
The mechanical hand shifted its middle finger up and down, recoiling back to shrink itself down and then lunging back out to present itself in full glory.
The distorted voice echoed back to you, almost sounding as if it was giggling.
“Did you find it yet?”
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So this was like, my first attempt at horror (I guess??) for some reason I cant help but wanna make it goofy though. Never drew an animatronic before but I liked making mangle to be honest, they’re really splendid, perhaps I should make some more fnaf arts…
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dorylinae-supremacy · 2 months
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Oh also having emduo brainrot again
I was thinking about the dynamic between emperor Phil and just the feral piglin kid he found off in the woods or the nether somewhere.
Rambles below cut!
Maybe something like a kidnapping where some idiots tried to take Phil and he ended up lost and had to trek back to society so he could get picked up again.
On the way he goes through the nether and just sees an absolutely feral child / teen (havent decided yet) who probably doesnt even speak the same language.
There'd probably be a while where Phil is cautious of him and Techno is considering his chances on attacking him. Probably wants to rob Phil for his gold and maybe eat him after. Usual teen things.
At some point he probably does something that makes Phil brood. Maybe him just being a bit pathetic or getting hurt and very hesitantly reaching out for help from Phil. Obviously thats when he decides that Techno is in fact his baby now and starts to take him home.
Somewhere along the way theyd develop some form of communication. Probably just a couple of basic words they understand (yes, no, danger, hungry etc) and build off of that as a base.
Honestly I think theyd be pretty rough with each other. Techno is an unruly teenager / preteen and Phil is a mean emperor with little patience. Its not like they can talk through their feelings so they just have to be physical about it.
Techno wouldnt understand Phil calmly explaining why he cant maul a deer and dump it on his bed but he would understand Phil shaking his scruff and saying 'no ' and 'off' while pointing to the corpse on the bed.
Same goes for Phil. This man doesnt speak a word of piglin so the only real way that Techno can communicate a want for attention is by a) mauling a guard and making a mess in the hallway or b) tracking Phil down and just laying on him until he gets the message.
Combine this with the fact that Phil would absolutely enable Techno's violent tendencies its just a very fun mix. Tech probably only respects Phil as an authority figure (after fighting for it ofc) and simply ignores anyone else trying to tell him what to do.
Just imagine being one of the palace guards for a moment. The emperor goes missing for like 2 weeks and comes back with a random fucking teen who doesnt communicate outside basic words. Ok. Fine. Phils always been eccentric this can be chill.
The teen then just starts to maul your coworkers, brawl the emperor just in the halls unprompted and can only really be scolded by the man just holding him down and saying 'no' until it clicks.
The way that I'd just be so mad.
Anyway I think I just like the language and instinct barrier dynamic a lot. Like they both agree that they’re family and that they’d kill for each other but they can barely actually communicate with each other.
Technoblade probably isn’t even Techno’s name, Phil probably just butchered pronouncing his actual name and the boy decided “fuck it, close enough” and started responding to it.
It’s also funny to think that Techno doesn’t have a full understanding of royalty or that kind of dynamic so he’s just baffled on why everyone lets Phil be an asshole towards them.
Just a silly guy who’d think that every blonde is somehow related to Phil because they share the same ‘fur colour’.
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I couldn’t help but notice you mention you do nsfw😈 Could you do the marriage candidates and their positions (top,bottom,switch) and maybe their kinks and/or a couple headcannons about what they’re like in bed? 👉👈 Sorry if that’s a lot to ask
OH HELL YEAH LETS GOOO (and no i was waiting for this ask!!)
Da ladies:
Abigail- top leaning switch (she loves to top and her ego is too big to ask to bottom so she'll only bottom if you make her) she enjoys riding cowgirl with the AMABS and tribing with AFABS the most <3 she definitely dirty talks and is pretty assertive! She likes slow kisses with eye contact ;) definitely into bdsm
Emily- I wouldn't say "top" but maybe "giver" for emily! She loooves to please <3 her favorite thing ever is to give erotic massages, like she's super into it. She also maaaybe likes to be edged a bit ;)
Haley- proudly certified bottom lmao, she always wants u to make the first move, but its always obvious when she's in the mood because she's always like "so.. what do you wanna do?" (See her 10 heart event for an example of that) she lowkey has a kink for public play too. Whisk her away behind a building and get to work'
Leah- she seems like a top to everyone else, but secretly she's a bottom. A power bottom, but a bottom. She's super vocal about what she wants you to do and she will tell you if you're doing it wrong. Dont get discouraged if she tells you, she just likes to be a little bossy <3
Haru- the bottomest bottom to ever bottom in the history of bottoms. She gets pretty flustered every single time too. No matter how long its been, she still gets flustered. Dont be fooled by her cuteness though, if she took the bdsm test (you know the one) her highest percentage would be experimentalist (obviously she doesn't just experiment in her lab, but in the bedroom too)
Penny- do i even need to say it? BOTTOM. She's not exactly a freak on a leash, but she does love some good shower/bath sex (see that heart even in the spa as an example)
Now da guys:
Shane- as much as he wants to say "dont you DARE tell anyone i bottom most of the time", he wont because he LOVES it. Something that gets him going is angry fucking. Like you're in a heated argument about something, its a screaming match and BOOM you grab him by the collar, yank him close and show em who's boss. He'll absolutely be your bottom if you're rough enough. The rougher the better and if you cant do that, he's the top. He wants all the love bites, hate bites, hickeys, whatever u call em. Probably the kinkiest in town tbh, he'll probably try ANYTHING if you can make it hot enough.
Elliot- switch, soft dom, soft bottom, he's just a soft but passionate guy. He loves to give head and satisfy as best as he can. If you have a praise kink, he might be the one for you, because he'll encourage you the whole time whether you're giving or receiving. He's also super vocal with moaning ;) he likes to listen to music while fucking and i think his favorite song to play would be smooth operator by sade
Sebastian- B O T T O M for sureee. He's too shy to initiate sex, he already has to work up the courage to ask for a kiss when he wants it. He's pretty subtle at hiding when he's horny unless you're openly trying to make him horny. He might squirm a little and zone out some, that's how you know he's in the mood, but only if you're paying attention. If you openly get touchy with him, he'll be a tomato in an instant. His usually strong, clear voice will be soft and a little cracky. He's very vocal and he loves praise. He moans, he whimpers. He'll do practically anything you want him to when he's close. Yes he will put on the skirt and cat ears for you. He'll wear the maid outfit if its what you like. As long as you promise not to tell anyone.
Alex- he's a switch. He likes to go with the flow, he's spontaneous, might surprise you when you least expect it or bring it about casually. He likes to have conversation the whole time. He'll make you laugh before he makes you cum. Not a very kinky guy, but he learns quickly about what makes your body feel good. He really likes getting head loll
Sam- bottom, is it surprising? No really, is it? I can't tell. He's a cuddler during sex, before and after and has a thing for anal? Anybody can tell after he gets some because he's 10x bubblier and more energetic. He's a pretty gentle guy and prefers someone who'll be gentle with him too
Harvey- obviously a bottom, but this is where it gets interesting though, cus his type is (sorry i was gonna keep these gender neutral but i just GOTTA SPECIFY HERE) very loud, very aggressive women who know they're the boss. He's a proud bottom everywhere he goes, he goes "yes boss" as a joke when she bosses him around in public but its not a joke in the bedroom. He loves being thrown around like a ragdoll and wouldn't know how to top if he tried, but if you asked he'd do his best
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Why can’t I just ask for help, a talk about how fucked my thoughts are…
Why my face brightens up and that fucking smile won’t come off each time I’m asked if I’m alright I automatically say “ Always and it’s wonderful “ while tightening my fists inside my pockets distracting my head from my scars that won’t stop itching and reminding me how much my skin carves more and it might be wonderful if I feed it my blood…
WHY IT TAKES HOURS TO GET MYSELF TOGETHER AFTER MENTAL BREAKDOWN AND DAYS OF GUILT, DISAPPOINTMENT, SELF DISGUST THEN ANGER TILL I RAGE HARMING AND START A CIRCLE OF ALIENATION.
And when it hits at work or in public, I might just… disappear for a moment and be back within blink of an eye👁️ no pain, no thoughts, no regrets, just more LIES AND THAT FAKE HAPPINESS AND PLAY PRETENDING THAT I CARE ABOUT EVERYONE AROUND… So I can burn down mentally, drain myself from every little positivity hidden inside me, come back home hoping that it’s the last trip of my life…
Realise what I’ve done to myself; just a little scratch to ground my thoughts and irritating itching, will be gone by tomorrow…- It won’t be gone, because it wasn’t just a “scratch” never was, never will be, just dirty, deep, trench dug deep under my skin that should be cleaned and stitched up or at least sealed tightly…
And the circle is closing… How could I let it happen? Why didn’t I just tell someone I’m not fine? I’m sure it was just a mark but.. I don’t even know anymore…
Now I’m sitting on the bathroom floor gazing into nothing, I hear the whispers, random conversation between people I care about, I know… I’m alone, nobody knows about my pretty little shiny mask I just wore crashing and falling into pieces… “ I forgot my prescription pills again… Well it ain’t helping shit” thinking that maybe the voices ain’t real but they’re right, I know- I am a fucking monster, I’m a lier, I’m useless, waste of air, a piece of flesh with no soul, IM NEVER ENOUGH, that’s why my father died, my grandparents, my friends, my dog- the only sunshine I’ve had left my childhood loyal friend, baby, reason I’m alive… GONE… I should join them… NO I SHOULD BREATHE AND GET THESE FUCKING PILLS all of them at once JUST ONE PLEASE ye one for each voice that’s getting louder and one for each death you caused I CANT BREATH I CANT THINK ITS TOO LOUD!
It’s cold I’m shivering on a bathroom floor, I’m naked and there’s blood all over me, my head hurts, I need something for that headache, I need to take pills and iron tablets… I don’t want to look, I don’t want to know, just lukewarm bubble bath… it burns, I don’t care anymore, I failed myself again, the weight and sick fear against myself crushes me down, I won’t be able to wash it off, NHS… well… pills might calm down vocal hallucinations but won’t calm down my thoughts and physical sickness I’ll carry with me for the next couple of weeks…antipsychotics and sleeping tablets are addictive so I’ve been told to go for a evening walk before going to bed *Qualified staff* NHS and my doctors didn’t stand even close to “qualified people” but I’ll take an advice…
And here I am, on the edge of a trespass bridge above M25, smoking cigarette and fantasising about death, the “ easy way out” I feel it, I’m waiting for that slight impulse that will take me to nothingness. TODAY IS THE DAY FUCK THAT SHIT!
“RAINBOW!” I hear my coworker in a distance, it has to be a pisstake mate! “ Are you alright? What are you doing here?” Annoying voice continues like a painful static in your brain. “Always, wonderful! Living the dream, ain’t mine but still, having evening walk advised, fresh air fresh mind, getting ready for tomorrow, it’s Monday innit” I feel my insides collapse, turning my stomach upside down each time I hear those words my mouth spits out without any consent… I’m scared, I don’t want to go through that again… If there’s God please have mercy…. My eyes are filling up with a single teardrop it managed to produce in the past two months as I walk off the trespass next to my colleague- She talks about some sort of inspection and a visit from higher management. I hear my voice, I can’t distinguish the words… I’m laughing and jumping from excitement… it feel like a movie but instead of being cosy and munching popcorn I’m hyperventilating and whining silently while shattered, sharp pieces of the mask that broke in the bathroom last night comes back piece by piece piercing violently my pale face, like little lightweight, mist-like raindrops when falling on your face in November evening as you gaze into the universe admiring its creations before the dark clouds will take it all away from you and the darkness will embrace you promising the sunlight in the morning…
My raindrops are made from glass and pins and razor blades, and it’s not like a mist, more like heavy rainstorm hitting your face as you speed 200m/ph with nothing protecting you from cruelty and reality of human trauma, mental illnesses, loneliness, worst fears, helplessness and lack of empathy and understanding… fear of rejection… No reason that keeps you alive, reason I’ve been looking for every single day, one point proving I me there is something… Everything loses its meaning, once your skin and flesh had turn into nothing and all the pieces that caused you so much pain drill into your skull… it turns into a new face, your one doesn’t matter anymore, nobody seen the real face why would they care, all THEY know is that shining smile, bright face that cares only about others, always happy and ready to cheer everyone around up! THIS IS THE FACE YOU DREAMT ABOUT! CONGRATULATIONS NOW EVERYONE KNOW YOU AS SOMEBODY THAT YOU WILL NEVER BE! IT WILL AFFECT YOUR ACTIONS TOO!
MAKE FRIENDS YOU WONT LIKE, GOING CLUBS YOU HATE, DRINKING TEQUILA! HAVING FUN, TAKE FUCK TONNES OF DRUGS AND SIGN UP FOR SHIT YOU WILL NEVER GO!
Sounds nice… it used to be helpful, most of the time it was fun, then it just went downhill, putting the mask on and taking it off hurts more and more, so you decide to leave it on, so it takes control over your body, it melts into one - The Monster that will slowly kill you, destroy your body, relationships, strong bonds you’ve been creating with family and childhood friends, it will push away people you love most and become nobody, It turns you into a cutting board, knife holder and tear keeper for anyone you meet. It will make fun of your own trauma and insecurities until it will wear off and eventually the mask will fall off your face and break into a bilion pieces and turn into a shotgun shell that will blow your face off twice as much as in the beginning, but until it will you’re left alone, bleeding out ashamed, scared and filled with frustration real YOU leaving you on your own with you people you don’t know in the body you don’t recognise anymore… it will wait for the annihilation of your own being… It will wait until you won’t be able to live your own live and proceed with eternal sleep hopefully or you will try to retrieve what once was yours, family, friends, old habits, just so it can come back again, causing more damage, so you will give up…
Time is verifying your choice slowly… DONT LET IT USE YOU AS OLD TAPE IN A LOOP, JUST LIKE UT DID TO ME AND AGAIN AND AGAIN… but each time I’m back to this monsters live I care less, I have no purpose in my life I want to die, but I won’t let my monster be, I will suffer as long as THAT suffers, I guess we both waiting for the moment where the body can’t handle no more and stops its function and will get buried with or without the mask on…
THIS IS THE WAR WITH MYSELF…
I don’t even know if all that make any sense I couldn’t stop writing, the whispers created a white noise and ye, this is how I feel and struggle with, English is not my first language but since I’m living in the uk it just comes and goes and… why the fuck am I writing it ? Nobody fucking cares, I’m laying in my bed isolated, no fucking intention to crawl out of it… is too loud, I need to hide my arms till it will heal up… and I don’t want that fucking thing back, I just want to be me, fucking rotting in bed no sleep no food just me myself and I and books and that fucking phone finally made something useful I don’t answer the text or calls, I’m talking with …. Nevermind nobody will ever fucking read it xd
Jebać stare baby prądem i czcić Boga Hideo KOJIMA amen 🙏🏻
Zagrałabym w death stranding brakuje 4 prepersow na full pizde i będę miała max, wszystko wbite, każdy zadowolony.
W tedy zacznę ja od początku na super hard.
Pozdrawiam… a chuj w sumie nie mam kogo NARTY SANKI DPIERDALAM.
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antlerx-art · 9 months
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GOOD OMENS 2 EPISODE 3 REACTION - CONTAINS SPOILERS‼️
ok so the resurrectionist minisode is in here
jim’s mug
nina my girl silence that damn phone at work
wait IS SHE THE WOMAN WITH THE JAUNTY HAT?
THE SCENE! THE CLIP! FINALLY!
but if aziraphale had already talked to muriel why does it seem like they don’t actually know each other? or do they both know it’s an act?
WHAT NO WAY WE WERE ALL WRONG THE WHOLE TIME? we were so sure crowley was moving to the bookshop but he’s actually just taking out the plants to let aziraphale use the car😭 nooo let me stay delusional
HES LEANINGGG HES GONNA SIT THERE WITH AZIRAPHALE AAHH HE DID IT
no okay muriel is trying to keep the disguise but aziraphale and crowley know they’re an angel, just maybe aziraphale didn’t really know them that well in the past
“word with you angel, in private” I’LL FINALLY KNOW WHAT THE WORD IN PRIVATE IS
THEY/THEM PRONOUNS FOR MURIEL YES!!!!!!!!!
aziraphale’s got used to lying to heaven huh
“one fabulous kiss and we’re good, i have a plan” yeah 🙂
AZIRAPHALE DRIVING THE BENTLEYYY
intro 🕺🏻🕺🏻🕺🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻💃🏻🕺🏻
watching the intro more carefully my guess is that we’re going to see the gabriel statue thing here
“Ay Zed Fell”
THIS IS THE DIARYYY THE CONFIDENTIAL JOURNAL watch as aziraphale uses a pink glittery pen to write Crowley
and it’s in the past!!!! minisode incoming
“DEAR DIARY” he’s such an high school girlie
AZIRAPHALE WRITING ABOUT HIS DATE WITH CROWLEY AHHHH ripping my hair off
yup as i said statue of gabriel here
crowley is so she/her in this minisode
“that’s lunacy” / “no, that’s ineffable” HAH
classical music in the bentley is a crime aziraphale
“angel, WOT are you doing.”
HE CAN FEEL WHEN HE DRIVES THE BENTLEY UNDER THE SPEED LIMIT LMAOO
NO WAY IT’S YELLOW I CANT BREATHEHEEE
“change it back😠” / “but it’s pretty☹️”
CROWLEY THREATENING TO GIVE BOOKS AWAY i’m sure i’ve seen people drawing a scene like this in some comic i love this show
OOOHHH AZIRAPHALES FACE WHEN HE SPEEDS UP IM SICK
what the heck is in the background are those?? TARTAN MOUNTAINS?
is that furfur? no wait prime video says “demon josh” 👍🏻
crowley and gabriel scene I KNOWW ITS GONNA BE FUNNY
the fly is beelzebub IT HAS TO BE
“vavoom” is the new “wahoo”
jim looks so focused but there’s not one (1) single thought behind those eyes
stop making david tennant say he’s a doctor
AHH aziraphale still can’t drink here
bro you messed up restore that dead body rn
DETECTIVE AZIRAPHALE WITH THE HAT
i think gabriel was with beelzebub
NOO whats happening poor girl
so she was sick already
CROWLEYS HAND
what’s Laudanum Poison
WHAT IS HAPPENING TO CROWLEY HELP😭 is it that thing he drank 😭😭😭😭
where did he go
HES LITTLE OMG WHYYY HES SO TINY if aziraphale puts crowley in his pocket i’ll be dead
alice in wonderland crowley
BIG TALL WOMAN 😍😍 if crowley puts aziraphale in his pocket i’ll be dead
oh this is the part where they mention kwording yourself
i’ll need to rewatch this whole thing it’s so chaotic
OH. MY. GOD.
THE WAY AZIRAPHALE IS TRYING TO STEADY HIMM
THE HAND AROUND HIS ARM AND WAIST IM SO WEAK I CANT DO IT I CANT THEYRE A COUPLE IM NOT OKAY
THEY’RE SOOO CLOSE
if hell noticed you’d already be WHAT crowley
oop he fell (lol)
ahhh this is the meme template scene
“mostly i just use it for twitter” damn bro same
“and grindr” damn bro NOT same
aziraphale is my grandpa using a computer for the first time thinking he has to talk to it BUT IT ACTUALLY WORKS??
jim is about to remember stuff
“mm good job” / “oh, do you really think so?” i’m fine i’m completely okay
aziraphale’s relief after crowley says he hasn’t sold books 😭 also crowley being in charge of the bookshop because aziraphale asked even if he had said to nina “not even at gunpoint”
in company 🫵🏻with beelzebub!!!!!!🫵🏻
“and twitter and grindr whatever they happen to be” H E L P.
THE LITTLE HAT THING AND THE LITTLE LAUGH AND HIS FACE I LOVE AZIRAPHALE SOOOOO MUCH
RAINY RAIN!
she wasn’t having an affair but she felt like it
ARE NINA AND MAGGIE GONNA KISS RIGHT NOW?
CROWLEY I KNOW YOU LIKE ROMANCE
nah i should’ve expected this 😔🙏
OHHHHHHHH jim is spilling the tea
hi shax 😄
VERY CLOSED
NO CROWLEY DONT LEAVE THE BOOKSHOP something’s gonna happen to him NOO IM NOT READYYYY
oh i thought shax was gonna see jim but there’s the miracle i forgot about that
anyway jim is obsessed with books falling and gravity i think it means something
WAR ON AZIRAPHALE?
OH MY GOD PROTECTIVE CROWLEY
“it’s always too late” i’m sick S I C K
i need to recover but i can’t wait to see the 1941 scenes
anyway so far i like how even though this season is very quiet gentle romantic and love centered, it’s not that different from season one, i noticed how well the plot and the romantic moments are mixed together and it’s not really just aziracrow
tagging @neil-gaiman since he said he was interested in reading live reactions
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hyperfixated-homo · 1 year
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sasi surf instructor hcs pt 2. part one here
roman has signed a couple of the kids boards just because
patton doesnt know how to save himself from being murdered by the waves. he can help the kids fine but for some reason every time he’s paddling out he just. no balance.
its a miracle patton can even surf honestly
+ he and logan cant. see. they cant wear their glasses in the ocean which means that they’re both half blind but they make it work (yes im projecting doing ANYTHING without glasses is hard)
i said last time patton drives thekids but honestly i think the sides take turns, if only so i can hc that remus lets the kids play eminem on full blast when he drives them
virgil likes to take breaks from teaching to surf by himself sometimes. he frequently utilises these breaks to find ways to spray janus and roman with water
more often than not this ends in vi and ro competing over who is the better surfer
remus finds. a lot of fish. like a concerning amount. remus why are there so many fish on your board that doesnt just happen
roman, remus and virgil basically live on the beach. they go out so much that the tips of their hair has been bleached bright platinum blond (its more noticeable on remus and virgil though).
virgil dyes the ends purple. the kids think it’s the coolest thing ever
he dyed remus’ hair green at some point but it was demi permanent and washed off in the waves pretty quickly
patton brings cookies for all the little kiddos. sometimes he brings oreos when he doesn’t have time to actually bake them. the kids love him for it.
roman wears chains when he’s surfing. he just does. its stupid amd inconvenient but he does.
i also believe wholeheartedly that he has super long hair. he doesnt tie it up either (hairbands are kinda a lost cause for him) so he just looks peak surfer dude
inserting my virgil is buff hc. he can carry three 9ft surf boards no sweat
logan has on more than one occasion listened in to the kids (and janus and roman)’s gossip, dropped a wild story, and left with no elaboration. did he actually get a tattoo once when he was drunk? has one of his friends actually been struck by lightning in the ocean and lived? who knows.
(in the second case, yes. it was remus. the dumbass STILL goes surfing in stormy weather too.)
speaking of surf related accidents, there have been many
roman once broke his ring finger when a wave yanked his board away from him
patton regularly forgets to face his board straight (towards the waves) and has been hit in the face multiple times
logan is a small man. the current is his worst enemy
somehow janus gets a new cut every lesson. from the board fins to stepping on coral to somehow getting his ankle scraped. it happens every time
virgil is too careful and used to the waves by now to get hurt much, but sometimes he forgets that the kids can’t do some things he’s used to (like tuck diving) and he does things like just shoving them headfirst into a wave with no warning
remus has no depth perception. he sometimes tries to paddle out and try to go ever a wave only to get crushed by it. hes probably gotten every possible injury from surfing at least once
patton likes to take the kids back to the beach sometimes to meditate for a bit. it doesnt do anything, he just likes making the kids laugh by saying “Ommmmmm” in a really deep, serious voice
janus gets sunburnt SO easily it’s honestly ridiculous. like, he’d be covering up most of his body, wearing a ton of sunscreen, and manage to get burnt on his hands or smth
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haruhey · 1 year
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chronological thoughts of THE WALKING DEAD FINALE???
- im literally SO EXCITED
- SOMEONE HELP JUDITH SHES LIKE 3
- NOOO THE STORM TROOPERS
- lmaooo daryl got got
- omg judith doing the absolute most rn
- im sorry passed out daryl is such a funny shot
- if i dont see rick i will throw a fit
- OMG first girl off my list
- CAROL LEADING THEM IKTR ❤️
- OMG JUST A HARD CUT??
- aw omg i feel so bad for him
- NOO 5 MINUTES IN AND IM SOBBING BYEEEEE
- NOO I LIKED HIM A LOT
- I HAD FAITH IN HIM
- they r really going thru it
- OMG MY HEADCANON OF HIS BLOOD TYPE WAS RIGHT???? im publishing that fic rn
- stop sharing looks ur gonna make me scream
- judith if u die im gonna kill u
- PRINCESS SAVUNG UR MAN FRRRRR THIS SHIT IS VALID ASF !!!
- NEGAN GET AWAY FROM MAGGIE GET AWAY BACK
- THAT TRUCK IS MASSIVE
- COCO IS SAFE COCO IS SAFE IM GONNA SCREAMMMMMMM THIS SHOW IS SO AWESOME
- omg judith is alive thats so legendary
- she had plot armour anyways
- tender daryl ik he slayed ❤️❤️
- JUST KEEP HER BARRICADED
- omg ik it
- omg who tf was that that died
- UMMM they’re fucked
- i would simply die i could not survive this sorry to daryl but im different
- CLIMB FASTER ROSITA’S GONNA DIE
- SHES GONNA DIE
- ROSITA SLAY ROSITA SLAY
- my heart is literally beating out of my fucking chest holy shit
- omg i forgot about tomi i hope he survives
- tomi is kinda…
- hey tomi….?
- I CANT BELIEVE THEY DID THAT TO MY GIRL LYDIA
- NO JERRY IS GONNA BE FINE HE HAS SO MANY KIDS HE’LL BE OKAY IF HE DIES I’M GONNA THROW A FIT
- MAGGIE DOESNT NEED SHIT FROM YOU NEGAN
- whatever negan i hate you i hate yoy i hate you so much i hate you sooooo much
- at least he’s apologizing genuinely now
- ok coco is so cute
- EUGENE IS SO CUTE MY PATHETIC BABY
- look at how far he’s come
- NOOO SHE GOT BIT NOOOO
- ur really cramping her vibe rn eugene get over urself
- I LOVE THEM SO MUCH UR HONOR PLEASE 😭😭😭
- rosita it should have been gabriel ik im so sorry it should have been ME
- CARYL PARENTS 🫶🫶🫶🫶
- THEYRE KILLING PEOPLE????
- ummmm
- EZEKIEL SLAY ily ily
- omg caryl just radio silent
- OOOO BIG BAD FIGHT BIG BAD FIGHT SLAYYYY
- OMG THAT GIRL FROM THE KINGDOM IS STILL HERE thats so awesome i love her
- YOU SHOT A CHILD LMAOOOOOO
- HOLY SHIT THAT IS SO MANY WALKERS
- slay gabriel
- omg daryl gained consciousness
- JUST ALL FIGHT THE WALKERS I DONT UNDERSTAND WHY THEY WERE FIGHTING EACH OTHER YALL HAVE A COMMON ENEMY
- SLAY DARYL SLAY
- KILL HERRRR KILL HERERR
- JERRY IS ALIVE IK MY MAN WOULD MAKE IT IK IT JERRY I LOVE YOUUUUUU
- lmao lance
- she fucked him ik she did
- sniper on the rooftop
- OMG A ROCK DIVERSION
- i just know @belatalbotgf is getting flashbacks
- omg they have little codenames thats awesome
- OMG THEYRE BLOWING THEM UP
- simply a rick parallel
- OH MY GOD THEY BLEW UP EVERYTHING
- carol looks so hot rn im sorry im distracted
- SHE IS SO PETTY I LOVE HERRRR
- omg leaving w her boytoy in tow that’s such a power move
- i wish maggie would just be toxic and kill him
- GLENN WAS BEAUTIFUL I WILL NEVER LOVE ANYONE LIKE THAT AGAIN SHUT UPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP UR CRAZY FOR THIS MAGGIE
- MAGGIE SLAY DONT FORGIVE HIM
- BECAUSE ALL I HAVE ARE MEMORIES AND I DONT WANT TO REMEMBER GLENN LIKE THAT SHUT UP SHUT UP SHUT UPPPPPP
- OMG A MEAL LIKE RICK’S DREAM SEQUENCE
- CAROL LAUGHING SHE IS SO BEAUTIFUL 🫶🫶🫶
- omg negan giggling and blushing after daryl nodded to him
- YES A SAPPHIC COUPLE
- NO ROSITA PLEASE
- NOOOO ROSITA
- oh judith knows what’s up
- MY GIRLIES PLEASE 😭😭😭 THEY DONT DESERVE THIS IM SORRY ROSITA IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN MEEEEE
- ARE YOU KIDDING ME PLEASE ROSITA YOU DIDNT DESERVE THIS
- THE SHOT OF HER SHAKING HAND WHEN GABE GRABBED COCO THIS SHOW IS SICK AND TWISTED
- TIMESKIP
- omg he named his kid after risita
- EZEKIEL IS THE GOVERNER SLAYYYYYY
- MICHAEL MERCER LOOKS SO HAPPY PLEASE THIS IS SO CUTE
- CONNIE AND DARYL ARE SO CUTE
- STOP WAIT JUDITH R U KIDDING ME NO WAY
- fuck its negan nvm i thought it was rick whatever
- CAROL SHORT HAIR AGAIN IM IN LOVE
- EVERYONE LOOKS SO HAPPY SHUT UPPPPP
- carol is so gorgeous beautiful and show-stopping im gonna cry
- omg maggie sent daryl to france
- STOP STARING AT HER LIKE THAT IF YOURE NOT GONNA KISS HER DARYL
- I WISH YOU WERE COMING WITH ME
- SHUT UP??? THIS IS??
- no i can FEEL this sadness shut up
- STOPPPPP
- JUST KISS GUYS
- JUST KISS
- STOPPPP THE CUDDLE BY THE LAKE???
- A HAPPY ENDING WITH CAROL SHUT UP GUYS
- THE FUCKING I LOVE YOU NO FUCKING WAY
- THE WAY HE LEANT INTO THE KISS
- THEY SAID I LOVE YOU
- HE CANT STOP STARING THIS IS CRAZY
- WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD WHAT WE COULD HAVE HAD 😭😭😭😭
- THEY SAID I LOVE YOU TO EACH OTHER
- RICK AND MICHONNE SHUT UP
- RICK GRIMES RICK GRIMES MICHONNE GRIMES MICHONNE GRIMES
- HERSHELLLLL
- michonne hello??? she looks so??? good???
- RICK GRIMES PUT THOSE DOGS AWAY
- CALLBACK TO HER INTRO
- LEAVE RICK ALONE LEAVE HIM ALONE HES GOT PLACES TO BE
- WE’RE THE ONES WHO LIVE
- leave him alone 😭😭😭
- that was crazy i cant believe it’s over (i will not be watching the daryl spinoff)
- maggie looks so good in dead city????
- i have now fallen back in love w the walking dead this is the best show ever
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bridgyrose · 2 years
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More Sugar Rush! Bring on the angst.
“Are you sure you’re okay? You’re looking a bit pale.” 
Ruby nodded and gripped her scythe tightly as she panted, sweat dripped from her brow and heart felt like it was on fire. She spoke slowly to keep her own words from becoming slurred as she felt her body shake. “I’m… fine. We can keep going-” 
“And maybe you shouldnt push yourself.” Nora sighed and lowered her own weapon as she looked onward to her girlfriend. “You havent been yourself lately and right now, you can barely stand. I’m not going to keep sparring with you if you’re going to get hurt.” 
“And I told you I’m fine.” With a deep breath, Ruby steadied herself and folded her scythe up. “Besides, you’re the one who wanted to spar.” 
“Not if its going to cause you problems.” Nora sat down next to her bag and took a swig from her water bottle. “Are you ever going to tell me what’s going on?” 
“There’s nothing to worry about.” Ruby joined Nora and sat down next to her. She dug through her own gym bag and discreetly took her heart medication and took a swig of her own water bottle. She gently gripped her own arm once she noticed it had started to shake. “Maybe a little winded, but I’m fine. I promise.” 
Nora nodded and submitted to Ruby’s answer as she wrapped an arm around her. “Then will you at least tell me why you're so keen on keeping me happy? And before you say it, yes, you’re supposed to since you’re my girlfriend, but it seems different now.” 
Ruby paused and thought over her words. “Cant I realize I havent exactly been close to you?” 
“Yes, but this is you.” 
“And that’s really all it is. You’re always willing to start doing what I want, but we rarely do anything to make you happy. So this time, I wanted to do something for you instead. And you’re right, it has been a long time since we’ve sparred.” 
“Alright, if that’s just it.” 
Ruby smiled and kissed Nora’s cheek. “I promise, that’s all it is.” 
Nora sighed. “It better be.” 
Ruby let out a sigh as she heard her scroll chime. She slowly pulled it out and groaned as she leaned back. “Ozpin needs me for another mission.” 
“Did you just get back from one?” 
“Yeah, but this is really important.” Ruby stood up and picked up her bag. “We’ve been on the trail of a few  bandits and he thinks Yang found their camp. So I need to go help her and the rest of my team clear them out and make sure they’re not a threat to any more villages.” 
Nora nodded. “Be safe then?” 
“I always am.” Ruby walked out of the training arena and clutched her chest when she knew Nora couldnt see her. Her heart felt like it had started to burn and her chest tightened up with each beat of her heart. Each step she took felt like her feet had cinder blocks tied to them as her legs wobbled. With another quick breath, another couple pills, and a few moments to regain herself, she started to make her way to Beacon once more determined to keep the deathstalker poison from doing her in. 
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gris-nv · 9 months
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Mental health breaks
I’ve always been very vocal about the importance of mental health, I mean I even studied psychology so I kind of gotta walk the talk, right?
Some months ago, I wasn’t in the best place mentally, I was burned out, it started with a short term assignment, I’ve been very vocal about how horrible it was too, I was alone in the middle of nowhere and my colleagues at work there weren’t the most helpful or welcoming people, also the person whose brilliant idea it was for me to go there in the first place left the company so I was even more alone, work wise, if that was even possible.
When I came back I thought everything would go back to normal, but as usual, the universe had a different character developmental plan. The other senior recruiter that was on my team left just as a huge project with more than 25 open positions came, so I was the only senior recruiter left already with 20 open positions to fill by myself, the project was important and it wasn’t an overnight thing, my boss and her boss knew it was coming and that we were short staffed, when I raised my hand to point that out they only said “help is on its way, we will have more hands, hold on”, time passed, the project started, now we needed a “senior” person, in this case me, because it was a corporate function and they already knew me, as the project started we had just 2 junior recruiters to help, however I had to train them too and help them with some positions, which ok fine, I like to train junior folks, but not when I already have now 45 open positions to fill, a useless boss and on top of that train the junior staff, teach them and answer the thousand questions they have each day, plus the meetings, plus “now you have to come to the office to do the work you can perfectly do remotely since is already remote.
Understandably it was a lot, I was already burned out and overwhelmed, so I told my boss I needed some time off, a week to be specific and in her eternal generosity, and yes it is sarcasm, she gave me 3 more days. When i went back to work it was the same plus some colleagues didn’t really took care of my open positions so I had a couple of very angry managers. I knew something else was off too, now if you or someone you know is in a place where you start to think something’s wrong with you because you don’t fit, it might actually be the environment, an environment that’s really not welcoming for neurodivergence and or introversion, mix it with burn out and you have a severe imbalance for your mental health.
Some time passed and I began to feel even more burned out, I had a talk with my idiotic boss, now I know I shouldn’t call her idiotic but truth is I’m still mad haha, but I promise is justified, we are people working with people and correct me if I’m wrong but if an employee tells you that they’re burned out, they cant handle the anxiety and feel overwhelmed in general, the minimum thing a decent person would do is trying to find a way to give support, maximum if you’re the freaking manager, that’s kind of your job, to manage, not gaslighting the employee telling them that you were super generous in not just giving them a week off but added 3 more days, or telling them that they’re using the burn out and neurodivergence and anxiety as an excuse and they are playing the victim, I should have quit right there and then and told her how ableist, idiotic and in general bad person and shitty excuse of a leader she is, but I stayed for one more month, for my team, for them to speed up, ask all the questions they had, and give them my blessing lol.
In the end I decided to leave and take some months for my mental health, recovering from burn out takes weeks, sometimes even months depending on the severity of the case, that’s scientifically proven. I had time to be with my family, my cats, just relax in general, and I know that I was or I am in a privileged position, being able to take some months off work and finding a better place to work, and not settling for the first thing.
And I do recommend it folks, if you can of course, if its possible for you to take a break when you’re burnet out, do it, it helps you put things in perspective, it helps you to not settle for the first shitty job that comes your way, it helps to focus on whats really important, it helps to understand that work is just something we do, not who we are or at least it shouldn’t be. What’s really important is family, true friends and health because without all of those things we have nothing.
Anyway folks, mental health is health and we should always pay attention to it.
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kazueezuki · 1 year
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about me(^人^)
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intro: kazue, he/she. | birthday: sept. 10
languages: english, french, vietnamese, japanese (a bit rusty, i can speak and understand it at a survival level)
more: introvert, (digital) artist, voice actor amateur, aspiring photographer & cosplayer, video editor, genshin lore player and soundtrack enjoyer <3
genshin: started nov. ‘20 | ar 57
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likes
anime: a lot but my faves include bsd, vnc, pandora hearts, link click, violet evergarden, hyouka, charlotte, tbhk, black butler
jpop/vocaloid; fav artists: tuyu, ¿?shimon, syudou, fuji kaze, trigger, zool, ado, vflower, kanaria, kenshi yonezu, yoh kamiyama, gakupo, ayase, deco*27
more: drawing, cleaning, listening to music, studying during nighttime, goofy ppl, scaramouche, sleeping (something i don’t get to do often bc of school </3)
dislikes
proshipping: please slay away from me
messy workspaces: yes, your room has to be organized and shiny, id gladly help u clean if you don’t mind
celery, brussels sprout, eggplant, pepper: was forced to eat these atrocities too many times in my life, never again.
society standards: they’re utterly messed up, i hate how most older generations still aren���t every open to changes and how judging people in society still are
games/fandoms/communities
games: genshin, sekai, tears of themis, enstars, obey me (left in 2021 tho), idolish7, hypnosismic, mahoyaku, crk, legend of zelda, paradox live
anime/manga: a lot.
streaming/content creators: tuonto, ant, dish, bwaap, atsu, sykkuno, shoto (vtuber), nijisanji, hololive (a tiny bit)
more: seiyuu industry, milgram (musical project)
genshin faves
monstadt: amber, venti, kaeya, mona, albedo, fischl, mika
liyue: xiao, beidou, hu tao, shenhe, ganyu
inazuma: i love them all sm but ayaka, ayato, kazuha, ei, yae, thoma, heizou, itto (we’re besties)
sumeru: its so hard to decide without naming the entire cast uegh; collei, cyno, candace, nahida, wanderer (scara)
npcs: teppei (yes), kazari (inazuma cleansing ritual), liben (gossip girly pop we stan), madame ping, nadia & vlad (fatui couple), ruu, chizuru (inazuma test of courage event), signora
fav character backstories (as a lore enjoyer)
the archons/gods: the entire thing about the archon war, fallen gods, celestia, primordial one, islaroth IS SO INTERESTING LIKE HELLO?? I CANT WAIT TO LEARN MORE ABOUT IT
scaramouche & ei: of course, it’s all about misunderstanding and emotions but their lore is just so beautiful in some way
kaeya: we still don’t know much about his background as a character from khaenriah but I’m so excited to discover more about him, especially what he was sent to mondstadt for
dainsleif: my memory’s fuzzy since it’s been a while since I’ve last seen him in-game, but i do want to know more about literally just the entirety of khaenriah, the art of khemia, its location and so on, he’s such a key character in khaenriah lore
the twin siblings: what exactly happened after their separation as they got interrupted by the unknown god? what is the “truth of the world” that the traveler’s sibling discovered and how did that end up with them being the abyss order’s leader? there’s so many questions surrounding the background of the twins that make them all the more intriguing
there may have been a few errors in my interpretations here, but i haven’t been playing genshin as much as i used to and my lore knowledge is starting to erode as well, i’ll do my best to catch up <3
december 25, 2022
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ratlastheseus · 1 year
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I dont do rant posts like ever but. Idk i cant get it out of my head so im gonna ramble here. I know talking to my grandma about it wont change her mind so I wont bother wasting her time or mine, but if you’re like me and you have deep and personal beef with the american conservative brand of “christianity” then feel free to read on.
I went on a road trip with my grandma this past weekend to visit some family 5 hours away in ar-kansas. It was a really nice time! But at one point when we were pulling out of a gas station there were a couple homeless folks holding signs at the intersection. My grandma makes a point of reading out loud everything they had written on those signs and then says to me: “Makes you wonder how many of these people are Actually homeless. They could all just be pretending, to get your money. You gotta work for your money. Can’t expect handouts.” And I mean FUCK DUDE!!!!! What an absolutely monstrous way to think about your fellow human beings! My blood was litcherally boiling but its taken me until now to actually sort out what I wish I’d said while we were still there. If I’d been in the drivers seat just then, I would have made a point of pulling over and giving those people all the cash I had while looking her dead in the eyes. My grandma is a very sweet and caring woman and I HATE that she’s been so poisoned by the republican media because sometimes the most VILE shit comes out of her mouth with zero warning.
“There’s an atheist and a christian in this car,” I wish I had said, “And if somebody asked us ‘should you help the homeless’ only the ATHEIST would respond ‘yes, always!’”
Homeless people aren’t your fucking enemy, they’re not trying to take advantage of you, they just want to fucking live. Do I wonder how many people are pretending to be beggars? No! I don’t! Because the answer is ZERO! Nobody goes out on the streets in the freezing fucking cold like that unless they have no other options! It’s humiliating, it’s degrading, and 90% of the people who pass by will look at you like you’re trash! And it’s dangerous!
(This doesn’t even tap into the cesspit of trying to find a job in the US right now, and I’m to tired to open that can of worms, but thats a huge issue too.) I’m just. I’m so fucking mad. I’m so tired of the absolute hypocrisy that comes from combining american ultra-conservative capitalism with christian values. I’m tired of christianity in general bc this kind of shit is what it usually turns into in this country. It’s inescapable. It’s draining. It’s vile. I just want people to stay fucking ALIVE, I dont care if some of them are MAYBE faking, I’d rather be taken advantage of 1% of the time than drive away 100% of the time without doing anything to help people who actually do need it. Love your neighbor, yall. It’s cold out there.
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1dlarryluv · 4 years
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They’re literally just standing there holding hands while watching someone else bowl.
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novagreen · 2 years
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“Does Andy need saving?”
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A/N: I’ve never written Andrew Garfield smut before sooo…hope y’all like it??
Warnings: NSFW, 18+ ONLY PLS, slight choking
Summary: Andrew finds Y/N reading hate comments about their relationship. Y/N tells hims its for laughs, they end up having s3x. Like 5% fluff at the end.
Word Count: 903
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“Y/N, what are you doing,” He says while walking back into the room, after stepping away to get a glass of water.
“Oooh ooh! This is my favorite one!” Y/N says while looking at her phone screen.
He sits next to her, placing his cup down on the coffee table, leaning to see what she’s looking at.
“He could do so much better, I bet it's a publicity stunt.” She laughs
“Omg and then…”
“…poor Andy #saveandy” she laughs, turning the screen toward him.
“Babe, what are you doing?” He questions. She lays her head on his lap, handing him the phone.
“Reading my favorite hate comments about us as a couple” she smiles
“Wha- why?” He frowns, he’s warned her about the black hole that is the comment section. She sits up, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“They make me giggle. I mean, they made a whole hashtag in honor of saving you from me.” She curls her lips into her mouth, trying to hide a laugh.
Andrew is confused, tilting his head, waiting for her to make any sense.
“They give me too much credit, i mean, they really think you cant get yourself out of a real or fake relationship with me?”
“I mean that’s kinda girl-boss i guess” she continues, crawling onto his lap, hands around his neck
“Does Andy need saving?” She coos.
“Bab-“ she puts her finger on his lips, silencing him.
“Does Andy need saving?” She repeats, now kissing his neck
“Fu- no, no baby I don’t need saving” he holds back a moan, feeling her clothed core sit against his now growing erection
“You asked me why I was looking at those comments..” she whispers into his ear, biting it in the process.
His eyes rolling to the back of his head, his hands pushing her hips onto his, trying to get any sort of friction going.
“Y-yeah?” He responds shakily
“I read those comments..” she slowly undoes the buttons of his shirt, kissing down his neck.
“…because while they speculate…” she slides his shirt off, with his help.
“Uhuh” he follows along, beginning to pull her top over her head.
“…Whether we’re dating as a stunt…” she kisses him deeply. He groans in response, unclipping her bra. She momentarily stands up to remove her jeans, before getting back to her seat, in only underwear. Andrew follows along, unzipping and tossing his jeans to the floor.
“…or not…” she kisses him again while pulling his throbbing cock out, earning a loud moan from him.
“I get to fuck you…” she slides her underwear to the side, sliding his cock between her folds. Throwing her head back and finally letting out a moan. Andrew's hands hold her firmly, beginning to guide her body.
They’re both panting at this point, faces just inches away.
“…And call you my boyfriend” she lifts herself before lowering herself harshly onto him.
Her movements become faster, letting him fuck into her.
“Fuck- Yes, yes-you do baby” he moans, holding her by the throat, applying the most erotic amount of pressure.
“You’re mine.” She looks him in the eyes, riding him even faster and harsher if possible.
“Oh fuck, just like that” he moans, throwing his head back in pleasure, bucking his hips, and holding hers with force sure to leave bruises.
“Say it.” She stops moving completely.
“Wha-“ he looks at her, confused. She turns her head to the side, waiting for his response.
He finally understands.
“I’m yours. All yours, my love” he says sweetly, tucking her hair behind her ear, pulling her in for a heated kiss. His tongue making sure she received the message.
She resumes movement, nearing her orgasm, feeling the heat spread to her stomach.
“I love you” she says in ecstasy
“I fucking love you Y/N - god, I’m gonna cum” he groans loudly, frustrated to be finishing so quickly.
He slams her down onto the couch, hovering over her. He let her have her moment of dominance, but that's done now.
He drills into her, the room hot from their constant pants. Pulling her legs closer, she reaches down between where their bodies are colliding.
“No.” Andrew states, smacking her hand away.
“What- Andrew please, I want to cum” she whines
“And you will” he replaces her hand with his, rubbing circles into her clit. Her head moves to the side, eyes closed, overwhelmed with pleasure.
“Fuck Y/N - cum with me” he groans, feeling himself about to finish.
“Ah!“ She yells out, pleasure written all over her face, her orgasm taking over.
“Just like that baby, good girl” he fucks her, losing rhythm, before cumming inside of her.
He slowly falls on top of her, eyes heavy, hers matching.
“Those comments are incredibly stupid, you know that right?” He weakly smiles at her, holding her face in his hands.
She smiles big, the kind that shows of her dimples perfectly.
“I know. I just love how riled up you get thinking they mean anything to me other than a good laugh” she responds
He looks at her face, her beautiful features, feeling her heartbeat.
Beating for him.
“You drive me crazy” he laughs, carrying her to bed, still naked.
Her eyes fall heavy as he lays her down, crawling into bed with her.
He holds her close, never wanting to let her go.
“Ditto.”
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