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averageallogene · 8 months

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Serendipity ☆⊹˚ [Ch. 1]

noun, plural ser·en·dip·i·ties. the faculty or phenomenon of finding valuable or agreeable things not sought for.

✧˖°. Chapter 1 - Unlikely Encounter

oc story and lore; SPOILERS for character lore for Tartaglia / Childe. Pre-written before Skirk's release. (if she ever will be? I think so? Idk tho.)

4k words.

notes. This is definitely a shift from what I usually publish. I began working on this months ago and am mostly publishing for myself to keep it in a prettier format. I don't know if I'll regret sharing it or not but since I drew something to accompany this chapter I decided to just put it out there. Don't know if I'll update this or not but if by any chance anyone decides to support this in any way, thank you. :)

His boots hit the heavy ground as he walked, destination still unclear. The place where the boy found himself was difficult to navigate to say the least, but he’d already come used to it. The air felt cold, yet suffocating all the same. There were little sounds in the air, only the recurring howl of a beast breaking it as the stars shone down through the abyss. It no longer phased him, having been down there for a month already. Or was it two? It felt more like the latter. What had his master told him again? Time was convoluted in this place, was all he understood. The rest didn’t quite matter.

Well, that wasn’t totally true. How were his parents, Ajax wondered? His mother would’ve been worried sick by that point, that was certain. Much didn’t happen in their little seashore town, so with his disappearance, he could almost bet his hand on how everyone had already been mobilized to look for him. He almost felt guilty if he thought too much about it. He simply hoped his siblings were doing okay, especially Tonia and Anton. Teucer still was too young to understand, and the teenager trusted his family to keep him and his younger siblings out of the loop, for their own safety.

He carried his wooden sword with him, already battered and no longer really useful against enemies. All it was good for was training by himself whenever he ran off from his master, for her training sessions didn’t satiate him fully. He still had room for improvement, and for someone as both ambitious and impatient, Ajax wanted results as quickly as his body could produce. Somehow he always found his way back, even when his surroundings warped before him. The abyss was mysterious and dangerous, yet it appeared to have taken a liking to him, simply throwing obstacles at him to test if he was still worthy to return to Skirk. Well, that’s what he thought of it, at least.

Another howl, a heavy thud following suit as he still walked. It was the latter sound that peaked his interest however, his head tilting up as his dull ocean eyes stared forward. It wasn’t uncommon for the monsters within the abyss to fight for territory, heck, they would fight for both anything and nothing. It was the way silence fell however, without a fight or a sound of a struggle, that seemed out of place. The boy turned behind him, for a moment grounding himself. It couldn’t be his master, for he’d been far off, could it? Well, then again perhaps it could, Skirk had been in that realm for far longer than he was. Navigating it was something she knew with the back of her hand, however if she truly was there, she would’ve called for him already. She always knew when he was nearby, his name leaving her lips in a stern and cold matter as he called him forth.

He approached, his surroundings gaining shape the closer he came. Like watery ink on a piece of paper, the shape of trees and ground would take shape, not necessarily gaining any color. The volume and mass of such things were there, yet in eternal warp the abyss negated much realism aside from that. The appearing scenery of a forest drew itself as he walked through, bumping into trees as he still got used to navigating around this temporary home of his.

In close proximity his eyes landed on a rifthound, its body lying on the cold floor as it already began to dissipate. Its size was bigger than average, a vicious hunter that was more than difficult to become prey. Yet there it laid, its corpse partially hidden by the figure that maintained its back turned to him. Knelt to the ground was a person, hair dark as the night sky and tied to the right side of the head, adorned in a strange patterned dress. Ajax didn’t move, his calloused hand gripping his makeshift weapon as he simply stared. He didn’t blink, yet remained calm, analyzing the situation. Their clothing displayed a pattern of a flower he’d never seen, ripped and stained throughout many different areas. There didn’t seem to be any weapons on them, yet there was an air of calmness that he couldn’t dismiss. No unseasoned warrior could’ve befell a rifthound, especially someone as seemingly puny as them.

“...So that is how you corrode one’s skin.” A soft echo ringed out, a fragile tone reaching his ears as he listened. His eyebrows raised lightly, surprised to hear a young girl’s voice. She shifted in her place, studying the fallen beast before it would fully disappear before her. Touching its fangs, looking at its claws, she mumbled for herself as if thoroughly enthused with the morbid lesson. “Dangerous. Thankfully nobody lives here.”

She wasn’t on guard. He could very easily ambush her, give himself an opportunity that was, in all honesty, quite hard to come by. Ajax hadn’t seen any other human in the abyss since his arrival, and Skirk hadn’t told of anyone she’d come across either. The weirdly dressed girl could easily become prey, but that wasn’t exactly what he craved. He didn’t want to slaughter mindlessly, what he wanted was a challenge, a way to sharpen his skills. It was a bit of a gamble in his mind as he thought it over - on one hand, she seemed fragile, no older than himself and unequipped with anything to fight back. On the other, a wolf of the rift laid before her feet, with her seemingly unscathed besides her clothes tattered and dirty.

“Oh… Hi.” He felt his shoulders tense, blue eyes meeting hers as the girl now stared right at him. Despite the distance, Ajax could stare right through them, a strange pair of pale irises glancing at him with only mild surprise. “It seems I was wrong… There are people here.”

He swore he could’ve heard relief in her tone, yet Ajax was more preoccupied with how she’d noticed him so quickly. While he still stared her way, his opinion on the girl began to shift, his face scrunched ever so lightly.

“How did you notice me?” He wondered aloud.

“You were breathing a little too loud.” She pointed out, bringing to the table a new thing to be utterly self conscious about. Her pale face watched as his warped in confusion, seemingly stopping the interrogation to test it himself. The two teenagers remained quiet for a moment, her letting him study if he did indeed blow air out of his nose too heavily. Feeling a twinge of guilt, she offered him an awkward smile before justifying herself. “Well, I lied… It’s not that you breathe loud - it’s just, uh, after being surrounded by silence for too long, you start hearing every little sound a little better.”

At that point, he looked at her as if she was crazy. She only smiled at him however, clearly not taking it to heart. Then again, wasn’t he also a little out there? His master was quick to remind him of that every so often, anyway.

"What are you doing here?" He broke the silence again, his eyes narrowing whilst remaining in the same place.

"That's a bit difficult to answer, honestly." She simply stated, voice sheepish as she still looked his way. Then, raising her hand, she offered her open palm to him before awkwardly taking the lead. "If you want… You can get closer. I'm not going to hurt you."

She could've sworn she heard him snort under his breath. Yeah, she did. If the sound didn't give it away, the rather dirty grin across his pale face sure did. Ajax was both appalled and amused with her apparent confidence. She wouldn't hurt him? Now that was an amusing thought, so much so that apparently he couldn't help but voice.

"How do you know I won't be the one hurting you?"

Her hand lowered slightly, lips closing and forming back into a straight line. For a few moments they remained like they were, only the howling of the wind being heard in the background. Was she studying him? With the way she intensively looked at him, he could've guessed so.

"If that's the case… Why haven't you already?" She countered, a sprinkle of tone amidst the otherwise innocent curiosity.

Well, she had a good question. Yet, after having spent a rather long time with Skirk, Ajax had picked up on the dry, borderline disturbing humor she would often spout.

"Maybe I want to lure you in, giving you a false sense of trust before doing so." He grinned dangerously, though in all honesty it felt more like pure mischief. He could see the sudden surprise form on her face, eyelids widening ever so slightly before she lowered her arm completely.

"...You've been here for a while, haven't you?" She commented, all the while dodging his previous antic. His face shifted again, the young girl noting how he was rather expressive.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He nearly retorted, his mind trying to make sense of what she could possibly mean with such a question. The girl only smiled, huffing with a twinge of humor before shaking her head.

"Nothing… Well, if you'd rather not approach then I guess I should get going."

"Hey, wait!" Ajax was quick with that one, the girl only having time to turn her foot in the opposite direction of his. Taking a step forward, he still stared at her, now with curiosity and straightforwardness. "Where are you even going?"

"I don't know. Around here, I guess." She shrugged. He couldn't really understand, though.

"Do you know how vague 'around here' is?" He muttered, simply having taken one step towards her before abruptly stopping again.

"Yeah, I'm aware… You ask a lot of questions, you know?" She said with a small grin, eyes gleaming with what he could only describe as amusement.

"It's not everyday you find someone casually roaming the abyss." The young boy reasoned, kicking a small pebble that had morphed before him.

"Hence why I thought you might like to chat, before threatening me that is." She laughed it out, a small set of tired giggles escaping her lips before her hands played with the flowery fabric of her attire.

Ajax's lips pursed, his hand still casually holding his wooden sword as he pondered his choices. He should be training, pursuing strength even whilst unaccompanied. Yet still, he wasn't even certain of how long he'd be in the abyss; surely one instance of idle chat with someone around his age couldn't hurt. All he had to do was remain on guard, and he'd be fine. Not only that, but the reality of this strange girl having been apparently able to down a rifthound without a weapon piqued his interest. Perhaps, if he played his cards right, she could teach him something new.

"Alright… Maybe we just started on the wrong foot." The boy muttered, lowering his blunt weapon before finally taking steps forward. "Mind if we uh, start over?" He took another step forward, mimicking her previous gesture upon offering her his open hand.

"Sure, fine by me." She smiled, unbeknownst to him the realest smile she'd given herself for the past consecutive weeks.

She watched as he came closer, her curious eyes gazing at him all the while. Ajax's blue irises met violet ones, shining in silence as the small eye bags under them contrasted in a slightly unpleasant manner. Still, she smiled at him nonetheless, holding her hands together afront herself before he finally reached her side. Behind the shaggy black locks he noticed something peculiar, strange marks on her cheekbones of the same color of her hair. Seeming fuzzy in texture, he found it odd yet weirdly characteristic all the same, a strange fixation to wanting to poke them crossing his mind before stopping. She wore strange attire, nothing he'd ever seen before. A strange dark blue dress, patterned with a red flower that repeated itself all over, the fabric cut off around her torso with what he could only describe as a large, blocky belt with a ribbon behind. The wooden sandals on her feet were dirtied, much like the rest of her clothing, a few rips tattered throughout as a sign of how long she'd possibly been there.

All the while, the girl eyed him, noting the warm clothing he sported. The furs, the colors, the way his boots were up to nearly his knee… From the little she had learned with her mother, he was someone from the north no doubt, dealing with the frigid cold before stumbling into such a dark place. His brown jacket had a long gash on his left arm, his right sleeve straight up ripped below the elbow. The ginger boy had many small cuts peppered throughout his skin, even a few dirtied bandages on his leg from possibly a previous injury gained during his stay.

"Well, I asked a lot of questions," he reasoned, attempting to break the ice as he finally reached her side. Up close, he had a better look at her face, eyes watching him attentively behind her long lashes. "So why don't you ask something in return?"

"Seems fair." She nodded her head, all the while quietly inviting him to follow her along as they calmly began walking.

It felt odd, yet at the same time, refreshing. Ajax had been training for around two months, and while it was a short time span, it felt like it was far too long all the same. Depending on with which lens he looked at it, the abyss had either been an eternity or a flicker of a mere moment. And amidst all the chaos it had been, he currently took a break by walking with her, the strange company feeling nothing short of inoffensive, something he hadn't felt ever since he'd fallen down from his home country.

"Well… I suppose I should ask what are you doing in such a place?" She began, her shoulders shrugging in indifference and uncertainty. She thought how odd it had been, she hadn't decided to ask for his name first, but then again neither did he. Maybe she only thought of throwing back the same questions he'd given her before beginning with some new ones. Yeah, that made sense.

"I'm going under training with my master." True to himself, Ajax answered without a single fault to his voice. The young girl glanced at him, studying the conviction in his voice before nodding her head. She didn't speak, as if coaxing him to elaborate if he wanted. And want, he did. "Been here for two months…. I think. It's difficult to tell time here. But it's been a journey, that's for sure. I've been getting stronger, but I'm still not nearly satisfied."

"You want to get stronger… Can I ask for what reason?" She seemed to be intrigued in his story, and Ajax wasn't one to not answer upon being questioned.

With pride, he huffed. "I want to reach high, as high as I can. No, beyond what I can, I'll get whatever that I want." He looked up, eyes reflecting the stars of the abyss without any shine of its own. "And I want the world."

"The world, huh… That's dreaming big." She smiled at him, neither questioning nor judging. The girl before him seemed to only accept what he said, humming along as she basked in the temporary company. After all, how long had it been since she'd seen anyone?

"I'm not dreaming," he barked, head whipping in her direction. His eyes narrowed, freckled face staring right at her as his eyebrows lowered. "I'll make it reality, mark my words."

"Ohhh. Talking big!" She laughed breathlessly, before nodding her head as they kept on walking, neither exactly knowing where their destination lied. "I might just hold you onto that."

"And you can, you'll see." Confidence oozed from his being, her being unsure if it was either due to madness or something else entirely. Whilst she finished with her quick laugh, he decided to try his luck again, wanting answers for one of many questions. "What about you? How come you're in the abyss, and… Like that? I mean, no offense but…" Ajax's hand was turned to her, simply gesticulating at her dirty clothing that, frankly, wasn’t suited for such a place.

For a few moments, they just kept on walking through the apparent forest. The girl seemed to know her way around the realm as well, navigating herself without question as her temporary companion followed along. Only after a long enough silence did she answer, taking a deep breath in whilst looking from the skies back to the ground.

"I was… Running, from someone." She revealed, her voice softer than before. "I stumbled upon the abyss while fleeing, and decided to stay here for the meantime."

"You were running? From whom?" It was now his turn to be engrossed with her story, his face not leaving hers whilst he offered his ear to listen.

"It's hard to explain, frankly. I'd take too long… And who knows how long we have?" She answered with a small smile, one that reeked of nervousness.

Something told Ajax that whoever this girl ran from spelled danger. And he, liking danger, was indeed intrigued. But even still, if that was the main focus of his sudden interest, he couldn't ignore the more than apparent anxiety of the girl.

"Is someone following you? Need someone to take care of it?" He proposed with eagerness, catching her off guard. Smiling yet again, she answered.

"Woah, you're… Uh, rather nice. But… I don't think that's a good idea." In innocence, that’s what she thought. Someone being kind, and not scavenging for trouble.

"It can't be anything I can't handle. Don't underestimate me! I've been here for two months, under training of one of the very best." Coming to a sudden halt, he turned her way fully, prompting her to do the same back to him. "Come on, who's bothering you? I'll take care of it."

There was another brief silence, the two teenagers sharing a glance. There was no light in Ajax's eyes, yet his words seemed to burn with fire. He meant what he said, which only further made the girl sigh with both thankfulness and pity.

"Thanks, but I shouldn't accept. It'll only give you more trouble than what it's worth." She explained calmly, gaze breaking from his own as she glanced down with a heavy breath. "I'm afraid it's not something that can just go away."

Ajax's lips pursed in thought, clearly unhappy with the answer. His free hand found its way to his pocket, taking her answer and reflecting upon it. He almost felt offended, as if she didn't think he'd be strong enough to fend off whatever could be bothering her. The pout, apparently, was big enough for her to even notice, the girl offering him a glance and a smaller but more sincere smile.

"Maybe with time… If we meet again, I'll explain it a little better to you."

"You're really staying here?" He asked with a certain level of surprise in his voice.

“Yeah. It’s not like I know how to get back anyway…”

“Oh.”

By that point, Ajax took the lead and had a seat against one of the many trees around the area. He leaned his head against it, watching as the other teenager hesitated before sitting beside him. Both now sat against the woodbark, at least that’s what it felt like it was, both awkwardly trying to think about what to talk about. He could always invite her to get back with him to Skirk, couldn’t he? But then again, would she be able to handle the pressure she would put on her? His master didn’t seem like one that would simply take a strange, weak girl under her wing. A dead weight, as he calculated she’d describe her.

“Where are you even from?” he finally managed to inquire, trying to fill the otherwise silent air while she played with her own fingers.

“Inazuma.” She answered, melancholy filling her mind as she thought back on her family, her friends, those she cared about. How would everyone be doing? Her mother must’ve been worried sick. How long had she been down there, again? Her head felt fuzzy trying to think about it, jumping realms as she tried finding a way back home.

“Oh. I heard of it,” Ajax’s tone was light, lighter than one would consider when talking about two young people stuck in a terrifying abyss. “But that’s the extent of it. Do you uh, all dress like that?”

He could hear her blow air out of her nose, a small smile forming on her face before disappearing. Unsure if he meant it in a genuine or mocking way, the girl decided to go with the first option before eventually answering him.

“No, not really. We just kind of wear these when there are festivals.”

His lips opened, his body nearly rushing before his mind could accompany. So you were in a festival before you ended up here, was what he intended to say before he shut himself right up. That just felt heavy, more than likely making her slump on herself more than what she already was. His lips pursed, his head shifting slightly before a simple Oh left him.

“What about you? I’m assuming you’re from the colder north?” She mumbled, looking up at the abundant stars that lit the apparent sky of the realm.

“Mhm.” He nodded his head, thinking back on the white snows of his motherland. It was strange whenever he thought of it, how the abyss was neither cold nor hot. His excessive layers to combat the freezing temperatures didn’t feel overwhelming, only further adding a layer of mystery to it. “Snezhnaya.” He further added, the name leaving his tongue with conviction.

“Oh… Snez… Snezhnaya.” She attempted to repeat the name, rolling it out with a slight accent he couldn’t quite place. She nodded her head before continuing. “I’ve heard a little bit about it, but not much… It’s quite far, after all.”

“True. Kinda crazy, how we both ended up here at the same time.” He pointed it out, following her gaze and looking up at the lit sky as well. “Seems like the abyss took quite a liking to us, huh.”

The stars were immense, a few even flying through in a line of light before dissipating before their eyes. There seemed to be a moon in the realm as well, or perhaps it was merely an illusion of it. It provided a gentle light during the perpetual night, though its bigger surface seemed somewhat threatening when compared to the one they would gaze upon up in Teyvat. They simply remained there for a few minutes, relishing in the silence before Ajax grew impatient from remaining still for too long.

“I just realized something.”

“That you need to leave?” She smiled softly, half predicting what he thought.

“Mhm, but before I do,” He was already standing up, offering his hand for her to take. Quietly she did, him pulling her up on her feet without much of a struggle. He watched as her expression widened in surprise, almost stumbling forward before catching herself. “I don’t even know your name!”

“O-Oh, that’s true. I don’t know yours, either.” She pointed out, the two sharing a glance before him shrugging and taking the initiative.

“I’m Ajax.” He gave her a bright smile, contrasting with his eyes. Still, he offered her his hand for her to shake, something she did after a brief moment.

“Pretty name, Ajax.” Smiling right back at him, she could feel his firm hand shaking hers with conviction. Calloused, borderline blistered. He’d definitely been giving his all. “I’m Hotaru.”

“Hotaru, huh.” He simply nodded, noting in his head in case he were to ever see her again. Part of him hoped, simply because she was still shrouded in mystery. Something in him told him there was more than meets the eye with her, and Ajax was one to trust his instincts. “Definitely different from what I usually hear…”

She simply shrugged, their handshake coming to an end. They remained still for a moment more, the boy leaning down to pick up his sword again.

“I’ll see you around. Maybe.” Hotaru hummed, giving him space before watching him turn around. His head whipped in her direction, a grin on his freckled face.

“Hey, I’m actually going out of my way to remember your name, so don’t go dying on me now! That’s no fun.” Ajax laughed, an ever slight twinge of madness underneath his otherwise jolly tone.

She only nodded, unsure of what to even say. Instead, she only watched as the strange boy from the faraway land of Snezhnaya walked away, eventually disappearing in the abyssal distance.

With him, silence reigned again. Hotaru was once more on her own, a heavy breath leaving her nose. She’d have to begin moving, lest she wanted to get caught by the one that perpetually followed her.

#yoko drabbles #genshin oc #genshin impact oc #genshin fanfic #genshin impact fanfic #genshin impact childe #genshin impact tartaglia #help idk how to tag this lmao #yeah I don't know what else to put here..........#if you're reading this smooch to your brain platonically

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yagamisdiary · 1 year

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amara i got this friend who i've been close to for 8 fuckin years and recently, idk... i noticed her behavior would change around my bf. like her voice would turn more high pitched, she'd fix her hair and shit, y'know, things like that.

i remember for my bday a couple of months ago she told me to wear this dress that was literally 10x blander than hers. it looked like a paper bag and trust me, ik her taste is sm better than that. meanwhile she wore a glamorous ass dress w sequins and shitthat mind you, I GAVE HER!! and this may be coincidental lol but a few days ago me and my bf were talkin bout our fave colors and she was in the room. and the dress she wore happened to be that color.

and now every time my bf comes to our apartment she literally sprawls her legs around him and hugs him and my bf looks at me hella uncomfortable and i've told her to stop, but idk. i mean ofc we hug our guy friends and shit but like she fuckin shoves her nose in his neck like bitch?!?!

she used to go out often and do god knows what, but ever since i've started dating my bf she stays at the apptmt and would casually ask me if he's gonna come and if i said yes, after 5 or so mins she'd go into her room and come out dressed up n shit and sure like you do you but why do you suddenly wanna look pretty?!

it's so sketchy cuz she hasn't done this for any of my other bfs. in fact in the past, she set me up with them and would be hella supportive but i've never ever got this vibe from her. idk if she likes my bf or sumn now. i remember we liked the same guy in like middle school (which i also dated later in high school) and she promised to suppress her feelings and did, so we never had a prob.

the thing that was my last straw was that we were out in a club w our friendgrps so it was a huge gang. my bf wasn't there and went to the bathroom but idk if she noticed that cuz my bf's friends were still there. but this bitch starts shaming me when she's drunk, talking about shit like my dr*g addiction and how i was into anime and shit like that. it got me pissed fr but she apologized. but yk what she said? "this bitch couldn't go on a single day without adderall i tell ya" and literally slapped her knee and cackled while sayin it, that goofy mf. oh and my fave "yk how many nights she'd cry in high school cuz her mom was an ass?"

we live together and have been close for sm yrs and i don't wanna drop her cuz of a man but i also love my bf. i'm so fuckin conflicted. he told me to drop her but like, we've been hella tight. even applied to the same college n shit, got the same friend grp. and it sucks!! maybe she's always been this fake ass bitch, but if i drop her i feel like i'd hate the fact that my entire friendship was a fuckin lie and wud just feel empty. shit sucks bro

mmm i’m sorry but that doesn’t sound like your friend. beside the whol bf thing, which btw, is WEIRD AS FUCK! the whole embarrassing you in front of others and exploiting your past and tramua etc is so fucked up. if she was your friend, she wouldn’t be throwing that stuff in your face and ESPECIALLY not telling other ppl about it to make u look stupid and because she thinks it’s funny

and the bf thing, that girl likes him 💀 there’s no other way around it. i’m sorry but if one of my friends ever did any of those things around one of my partners, i’d be LIVIDDDDDD like you aren’t even tryna hide it atp???? none of my friends hug my bf EVER like if they see my bf they’ll do like a handshake and be like hey what’s up they do NOT hug him nor do i hug their bfs because HELLO BOUNDARIES?????

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misfit-among-the-angels · 1 year

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regarding not being able to find jobs: I feel ya, got rejected from 5 job offers back to back, eventually I was able to get a job but it lasted only a month, got fired for getting pretty seriously ill (even though I had papers that said I'm disabled and get sick easily). Anyways, I can assure you - it's not your fault, a lot of employers have impossibly high standards for their workers, idk in what field you're looking in, but even just a cashier at a corner-store is expected to have immediate knowledge and experience

I don't even get calls anymore. It seems like I'm just getting ignored. And what is worst is that unemployment organization doesn't help and i probably will be either forced to take any sort of job (even if it's gonna be harmful to me) or they will throw me out and then I'll have to pay for healthcare for 6 months until I can register again (which is around 60 euros a month)..... I don't have disability and even two of my diagnosis i had aren't on the system so they can't see and I'm being mocked if i say that I'm self diagnosed. I have no mental/psychically energy to go and fight to get free diagnosis and i have no one to help me... Sorry for this side ramble. 😅

I usually look at customer support, barista jobs, also sometimes selling clothes or other things. I'm very picky because of my double workplace trauma and also because some jobs i just can't do. Like my work hour limit is 10hrs. Maybe I'm just too picky or maybe I'm too mentally ill or just lazy. Who knows at this point. And it's not even an experience thing because i always look at requirements and most of them i meet most of the time so idk.

#anon #answered

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knowlessman · 11 months

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bnha s3e14-16

new OP. …okay this is pretty good. -- huh. the end shot of it puts Hagukure front and center.

"the last sparks of One for All have gone out, and I can't really keep my muscle form any more. except for a couple frames now and then for a laugh"

"oh yeah, I'm not at home." you can tell your all might shrines apart?

what… why DOES iida do that arm thing now? what is it? did he use to do it before and I just didn't notice? is… is he stimming? is iida autistic rep

two signature moves. wonder if bakugo will have an issue since his power does basically one - wait a minute, what constitutes a signature move for hagukure? just like with the physical exam, I have questions about how a static Quirk that doesn't enhance or grant any active abilities interacts with this and don't think I can expect them to be answered : / -- …if hagukure was secretly also able to throw her voice that would be amazing -- random thought: melissa's gauntlets are the #1 thing from the first movie that I wish would show up in the show but definitely (?) won't. #2 is hagukure's rock-paper-scissors signs

you already have ultimate moves, Deku. : / you just stole them from All Might. and in theory, you should eventually be able to do that stuff without breaking your arms? in theory?

"I thought about doing a lightning sword or something" …Kaminari, if you learn to do that without going saitama-face, and stop palling around with mineta, you just might go up a tier or two

("teaching for dummies") 'XD well at least he's making an honest effort?

"if there was some sort of brace that could support the movement of my arms…" IF ONLY, HUH. IF ONLY SOMEONE COULD INVENT SOME KIND OF PROTECTIVE GEAR FOR YOUR ARMS. IT'D BE AMAZING IF SOMEONE LIKE THAT EXISTED, HUH???

: | I was looking forward to seeing Mei again, but now it looks like she's here to enable uraraka's… whatever-this-is nonsense (I don't think it's tsundere? just regular pointless denial?). well, long as she's also here to do cool gadgeteer shit -- "I'm the guy you used as a billboard during the tournament!" hehe. good times, good times.

"midoriya, you fight with your fists and fingers, right?" …yeah, he does. kinda weird now that you say it out loud, but that's how he was doing things up to now, just cashing bits in one at a time.

…and hatsume moves down a tier (from wherevertf she was, idk I forgot about her tbh) with the groping : | dangit

mei: "if you want to cool off your legs, why don't you run with your arms?" deku (having an epiphany): "oh yeah… I have LEGS…" -- "it's like…" oh boy, how is he gonna tie microwaves into this one -- (aw we didn't get another wacky metaphor : [ )

"you should have changed your whole look" says the diaper pervert

tokoyami how are you this edgy and somehow not cringe

"Armor-Piercing Shot!" some uncharacteristic restraint from God Explosion Murder

we get it kaminari, you got a duel disc

(neutral) goddamn high school romance bullshit

is this other school actually just a police academy. why've they all got cop hats -- Ed! that's who he's reminding me of! Ed from Ed Edd n Eddy

VAMPIRE ALERT. I think. I think that's vampire girl, with Joker's school? she got pointy teef. …I forget whether knife girl has those

touchy guy alert. : / He's grabbing everyone's hands because of something to do with his quirk, I just know it.

…laser tag? no, dodgeball. a combination of the two. weird

"The keys will be teamwork and cooperation, and information gathering" also aim. Aim seems kind of important.

"Shikkui Makabe! Quirk Name: I'm Putting a Rock in This One!" also you sir are a pokemon

you sir are literally saitama in a wig

aw, why did you have to save diaper pervert, I was looking forward to seeing less of him

…you madam are… not a vampire, I guess.

another cowgirl? wonder what they've gone and named this one

…okay Ed is OP, I can't even pick a joke, that was some heckin stuff

(ninja girl's shown up) everybody wants to invade deku's personal space all the time, damn -- …whuh - oh. mimic -- ohhhh so ninja girl's a mimic. well dang, that's powerful -- : | great, we got two nudists in this show and only one of them has the "I'm invisible but we don't have invisible clothing technology" excuse

wait where are her target thingies? she's cheating! …are hagukure's targets on her gloves and shoes? why's this show got to have mineta and nudists in it

"WAS SHE NAKED" GODDAMMIT TAPEFACE

an entire school is just the ninja clan hidden in the… uh… it's a straight fucking line and I'm tired, I got nothing. they're all different primary colors, so it's the clan hidden in the teletubby house I guess

-- you fight like a Kirby boss

it is… irresponsibly late, as usual, so I guess I'm cutting it here

#knowless watches bnha

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chvnnie · 2 years

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Idk where this falls under but like, domestic life with Han Jisung sounds so good to me rn, specifically with this scenario:

You arrive home (from work, grocery shopping, buying stuff, etc) and what you don't expect is for Jisung to be sitting on the couch watching TV completely shirtless with Bbama sleeping on top of him. (oh to sleep on jisungs tiddies—)

The sight instantly makes you melt and you just smother the two with welcome kisses and cuddles

(depends on if the couple keeps it pg or moves things to the bedroom 👀👀)

listen. LISTEN. domestic jisung is honestly all i think about. you’re speaking my language with this request, anon.

Friday

han jisung x gn reader

word count: 1.7k

genre: fluff, suggestive content - MINORS DNI

warnings: absolute fluff, reader has no pronouns, mentions of painkillers (given in a medical setting), mentions of restraints, suggestive content, like a sentence of dirty talk at the end, not proofread bc i thrive in chaos

summary: jisung is the best remedy for a bad day.

a/n: the way i said i wasn’t going to post another drabble yet and here i am, doing just that. thank you for all the requests! if i haven’t answered yours yet, please be patient! i promise i saw it, and i promise i’ll write it :) also, thank you so much for everyone who has sent things in! the way you’ve all supported me and my content means the world to me. i hope you enjoy!

this is a work of fiction. this fic in no way represents han jisung as a person or stray kids as a whole. you are responsible for the media you consume. please read responsibly.

Today might have been the worst day of your college career.

It was your busy day, which meant you were in class from 8:00-12:00, getting a short hour break before you were back in class from 2:00-5:00. To make the day busier, your advisor asked to meet you during your break today, which meant you didn’t have time to relax.

The morning classes were awful and long, one throwing in a surprise test (the professor clarified it was not a quiz, but a test and that there’s no way you shouldn’t be prepared for it) and another assigning a fourteen page paper due by the end of next week. The meeting with your advisor was less than ideal, and you left it on edge and late for your first afternoon class. All the afternoon classes were nothing to write home about, but after the morning you had, everything annoyed you.

All you wanted to do was go home, order pizza, and watch movies with Jisung. That’s it. You didn’t feel like you were asking much.

You didn’t come into the apartment quietly. Hands full of books, your laptop, and your travel mug, you kicked the door shut with a slam and slipped out of your shoes, the converse bouncing off the wall. A book slipped out of your hand and the thud it made definitely would get you a noise complaint. What-fucking-ever. Just another bad thing to add to a god awful day.

“Ji, I’m home.” You called out, fumbling around until you reached the small kitchen table. Dropping your books and laptop on it, you slid the heavy backpack off your shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Walking to the sink, you didn’t notice the lack of greeting until your cup was rinsed and there wasn’t a 5’7” man tackling you against the counter. You pulled out your phone to see if he said anything about not being here when you got home, but your text inbox was empty. He didn’t have class on Friday, and typically stayed in all day if he didn’t have anywhere to be.

Strange. This wasn’t like him at all.

You walked to the bedroom, but were only greeted with an unmade bed and an empty computer chair. There was evidence Jisung was here recently; the empty soda can next to at least five empty water bottles on the desk, a half eaten bag of chips, one of Bbama’s hundred chew toys at the foot of the chair, and most importantly, the home screen of a game still pulled up.

Odd.

You went back to the front door. His shoes were still there, his car keys thrown on the small table by the door used primarily to pile mail on, his bike leaning against the opposite wall. He should be here.

But he wasn’t in the bedroom, his usual Friday haunt.

He didn’t greet you immediately.

Where could he be?

You walked into the living room, and kicked yourself for not checking it first.

When the two of you moved in together, you agreed to buy a new couch. Deciding to spend a little extra on a nicer couch, you picked a grey sectional. The cushions were incredibly soft, it was easy to clean, and most importantly - it was large and deep. You could sit in the middle of the cushion and your feet still wouldn’t touch the ground. It’s very common for you to climb onto the couch, intending to watch tv, and falling asleep before the first episode is even over. It’s your favorite piece of furniture you own. It’s also something you and Jisung fight over the most.

The corner of the sectional where both ends meet is your favorite spot. And Jisung’s. And Bbama’s. So when all three of you are on the couch, it is a full blown battle to see who gets the coziest spot. Jisung is relentless when it comes to that corner; he has not hesitated to push you off the couch before and he’d do it in a heartbeat. You would be mad if you didn’t match that aggression, often literally kicking him out of the spot to have it to yourself. One time you even sprained your wrist as you dove over the back of the couch to get there first.

“You did that on purpose to get first dibs on the corner.” Jisung said to you in the emergency room that night. “Don’t think I don’t see through this.”

You just smirked, painkillers going straight to your head. “So does that mean I get it when we get home?”

He gave it to you that night.

The next day, he was back to throwing hands and wrestling you to the ground for it (carefully, because he didn’t want to hurt your wrist more).

So it wasn’t surprising to see Jisung curled up in that corner, legs spread out onto the chaise. The windows were opened, the spring breeze drafting in and making the room feel more fresh and cool. He sat slightly slouched, head barely visible over the edge of the couch. You walked over to him, ready to jump and claim the corner for yourself when you melted into a puddle.

Jisung was shirtless, clothed only in short, black cotton shorts. The backwards cap on his head told you he opted not to do his hair today, brown ends curling underneath it. His head was tilted slightly to the left, eyes focused on the show playing on the television a few feet away. Bbama laid on his chest, the white ball of fluff letting wheezy dog snores fill the room. Jisung had his airpods in - he sometimes liked to connect them to the tv when he was home alone so as not to disturb Bbama or your noise sensitive neighbors. His fingers stroked up and down the dog’s back as if he was comforting the animal. The two of them looked incredibly cozy, and never in your life have you seen something so incredibly precious.

A part of you didn’t want to ruin the moment. The other part was left a bit left out.

In the end, the latter won.

You circled around the couch, Jisung catching your movement in his peripherals. Before he could even remove a headphone, you were on top of him, hands cupping his face as you smothered him with kisses. Anywhere your lips met skin, you kissed; in between his eyebrows, the tip of his nose, his squishy cheeks. Jisung giggled underneath you and made a piss poor attempt to wiggle away from the kisses.

“Baby.” He whined between the laughs. “Let me up.”

“No.” You continued the assault, kisses drifting to his ears and neck. Any skin that was exposed, you would cover with kisses. It was what you deserved after the day you had, and what Jisung deserved for looking so damn cute in his little shorts and baseball cap.

Bbama, who was just now waking up, squirmed out from between you and Jisung, directing a small bark at the two of you.

“Aw, you jealous? Want some kisses too?” You let go of Jisung, leaning off of him to try and grab the dog. Bbama moved before you could grab him and ran off, effectively escaping the kiss attack you had launched on the two of them.

With you distracted, Jisung took the opportunity to tackle you. He pushed you onto the couch, hands pinning your wrists down as he began his counterattack, returning all the kisses you gave him. You squirmed, laughs filling the apartment as his lips tickled your skin.

“Let me go.” You laughed, trying to lift your arms up.

“No. Mine.” Jisung said, kisses not halting even for a second. Just as you were, Jisung was determined to kiss any part of skin he could find. The weather was nice today, so you chose to wear a tank top, leaving your collarbones free game.

When his lips brushed against them, you unconsciously arched your back, a whine slipping through your laughter. Jisung didn’t mean to get that reaction from you - in fact, he forgot your collarbones were one of your weak spots until he kissed them. But he wasn’t mad about it either.

Jisung rested his chin on your chest, looking up at you. “How was your day?”

He watched your smile turn into a small frown, and he hated himself for ruining the moment. “Not great.”

“I’m sorry.” His thumbs stroked the wrists he was still pinning down, unwilling to let them go just yet. “Anything I can do?”

You shrugged. “Just wanna spend time with you.”

He felt his face flush. Two years together, and you still weren’t sick of him. You still came home everyday wanting to be around him, still texted him throughout the day when he wasn’t around, still got excited to see him. He was happy he wasn’t the only one who still got butterflies. When he first sees you in the morning, eyes partially open and breath stale from sleep, the butterflies reignite and take over, not stopping for a beat until he falls asleep next to you at night. The next morning, they wake again, beating faster than the day before.

And you felt that way. About him. He still couldn’t fathom it, the idea still unbelievable to him. But everyday, he counted every lucky star he had and thanked them for you.

It was a blessing to be loved by you.

“I’m always happy to spend time with you, my love. Anything you want me to do?” He asked.

“You could let my arms go.” You pushed against his hand for emphasis.

“No way. You’ll tickle me if I do.”

The hint of mischief in your eyes confirmed that you would in fact tickle him the moment your hands were free.

“Besides-” he brought his head back up, leaning into you. His lips brushed slightly against yours, close enough to kiss you but refusing to close the gap. “-I like when you’re restrained for me.”

You smirked up at your boyfriend, hips raising to brush against his. “Yeah? Then what are you waiting for?”

The chuckle that he released filled you with both fear and excitement for what was to come.

Jisung adjusted your arms, grabbing both wrists with one of his hands. The other traveled down your body before it landed on the waistline of your shorts, pushing them off along with your underwear.

“Spread your legs, baby. You’re not going to stop cumming until I’m sick of it.”

©: chvnnie 2022

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rendevousz · 3 years

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mum?

mother figure!nat x fem!teen!reader

avengers x reader

req by @teenwonder ; i absolutely love the entire teams adoration for reader skfksngnsf its so cute! could i please request one a little more nat based? maybe r treats and loves nat like a mom but nat hadn’t noticed that before, and the whole team is like listing examples of how and why 🥺🥺🥺

summary: the four times you needed nat and the one time she admits that she needed you too.

warnings: blood, a random attack out of nowhere because i'm not creative, inaccurate writing of medical situations because i have no idea how those things work, also let's just pretend bruce was around during iron man 2 when tony still had palladium in his arc reactor, also inaccurate descriptions of palladium effects bcs i just...don't know much about palladium pls forgive me thanks, and idk any hospitals in new york/manhattan or even the states LMAO so uh bear with this, and last but not least, my inability to write good endings

word count: 5426

notes: that's a long ass warning nevertheless pls do enjoy this fic <3

"i'm going now, bye!" you bid the team who were having breakfast together, walking out of the common area.

"bye, cupcake! don't get into trouble, don't do what i'd do and definitely don't do what i wouldn't do." tony advised and you rolled your eyes because tony says that to you every morning before you leave for school.

"wait, don't forget your lunch!" nat stands up from her seat and grabs your lunch that she had packed, from the kitchen island, bringing it over to you. "thanks, nat!" you grabbed it, giving her a quick peck on the cheek before leaving.

nat smiles at the action, turning around to walk back to her spot on the table, only to find the team staring back at her with knowing looks.

"what?"

"you know, you only need to sign a couple papers and the kid's all yours." tony states matter-of-factly. nat snaps her head towards the man, an incredulous look on her face. "what are you talking about?"

"we all see the longing looks on both your faces. she's dying for you to call her your daughter and you, her mother." clint explains and the others nodded in agreement.

"that's nonsense. she has wanda too," nat reasons, sitting back down. "i'm pretty sure she sees wanda as a sister considering how much she drags wanda with her whenever she's causing trouble around the tower." steve raises his brows at the redhead who was in denial.

"she sees you as her mother, nat. just accept it," wanda tells her, taking a sip from her glass. "really? name me one time she showed it." nat challenges them, not knowing that they've been watching your interactions with her for the longest time.

"you have no idea what you just got yourself into, romanoff," clint chuckles, cracking his neck and knuckles as if preparing for a fight.

"remember new mexico?" he smirks and nat only frowns, trying to remember.

"no!" you screamed, dropping down to the ground. you didn't care that you scraped your knees doing that, the only thing that mattered was the overwhelming feeling of grief engulfing your whole being. tears streamed down your face as you looked at the debris on the ground, the remainder of what used to be standing in front of you; a building. blown up, now in ruins.

clint, bucky and steve watched you break down in front of them, their hearts breaking at the sight in front of them as well as the fact that their teammate had been caught up in the middle of the explosion.

"y/n/n? come on, tony's team called for back up. we gotta go," steve tried to get you to stand up, failing when you kept your ground. you screamed when he tried again and their hearts clenched at the heartbreaking sound.

"we can't just leave her! please, we have to find her," you cried, clinging onto steve's body as he ran his hand up and down your suit-cladded back to soothe you. "y/n/n, we can't. the whole place is in ruins now," he didn't want to say it but he had to. he had to in order to get you to leave. "she's gone."

"she can't be gone! she can't just leave us! we need her! i need her, stevie.." you cried into his chest and he had to control himself so he didn't cry right then and there too.

he looked up to see bucky looking at the two of you guiltily, tapping his wrist to indicate that they were running out of time. steve had no choice but to carry you in his arms, getting you to leave the site against your will. but you were too weak to fight back now. "what am i gonna do without her now, stevie?" you asked quietly.

"we're gonna be okay, y/n/n," he tells you, sitting you down on a chair and settling down next to you as clint flew the jet to your next location. the atmosphere was tense and you could tell everyone, too, was sad about this.

"what if we're not? what if we're not gonna be okay, stevie? i know i won't be." you wiped the tears streaming down your face despite the fact that your face still wasn't drying up any time soon.

"because nat wouldn't want to see us like this. she'll be angry if she sees that we're risking people's lives just because of her." he says truthfully.

"we're landing, guys." clint announces and the team prepared for another round of fighting. steve turns to you, wiping the tears on your face as he made you look up at him. "now let's save some people and make nat proud, yeah?"

you nod at him sadly, preparing your weapons. all of you got out the jet and the second battle of the day begun. boy, were these people unlucky because they were on the receiving end of your fury.

you were busy taking down a group of guards alone when you heard a familiar voice. "y/n, behind you!" and you turned just in time to take down a guard who was aiming at you.

you didn't even have time to register your shock of seeing the redhead because more guards came at you two. you guys fought alongside each other until all the men were taken down.

"nat?" you breathed out. "yes, bub?" she answers as you both carefully walked over the knocked out men. she was taken aback when you slammed into her, hugging her the tightest you ever did since you met her.

"please don't ever do that again." you mumbled into her chest. she was about to ask you what you meant when she heard you sniffling. figuring out it wasn't the appropriate moment to ask, she continued to just hug and comfort you in silence.

"wait, that was why she cried that day? because she thought i was in that building when it blew up?" nat asks after steve finished the story. "i never found out why because she never told me."

"yeah, you should've seen her when the building exploded. completely shattered my heart, dude." clint states, remembering the broken down state you were in that day.

"wait, did you guys not grief over my supposed death then?" nat glares at clint, bucky and steve. "in our defense, they were about to blow up about a hundred people, we didn't have much time to process the whole situation." clint tries to convince his best friend, only to receive a glare again from her.

"alright but just because she cried when she thought i was dead, doesn't mean she sees me as her mum. i'd cry too if any one of you guys died," she states, still in denial.

she did love you like how a mother would love her child. but she didn't want you to feel that she was forcing the title onto you. after all, you had so many other adults around you, who's to say that you saw someone else as a parent figure instead of her? she didn't want to make you uncomfortable.

"woman, are you serious?" sam exclaims, throwing his hands up in the air dramatically. "need i remind you that the girl sacrificed her life for you?"

ii.

"nat, watch out!" you stood right behind her where the man was about to attack her. you gave him a harsh kick to the head and that was all it took for the man to go unconscious.

the redhead turned around, not having enough time to comprehend what had happened before you dropped into her arms. you two were lucky the last of the men had already been taken out.

"bub? what's wrong?"

at this point, you were fully leaning against her. she was holding up your whole weight, hands wrapped around your middle to support you. that was when she felt it. the familiar thick substance on her fingers, leaking from the back of your suit.

her eyes widened, pulling one hand away from you to look at it. red. her breathing picked up as one of her hands felt around your back, finally feeling the handle of a knife sticking out from your back.

your eyes were already drooping by now and she lightly shook you awake, careful to not hurt you. she lowered you down and you were both sat on the floor now.

she presses a finger to her ear and you could hear her voice echo in your ear from your own comms. "can someone come please," she paused, exhaling shakily. "y/n's down."

if it had been any other person, she probably would be bringing them to the jet by now but it was you. she didn't know what came over her but when she saw that you were injured, it was like her whole body shut down. her knees felt weak and she couldn't bring herself to move.

"hey, hey, keep your eyes open. can you do that?" she asked gently and you nodded weakly. "bub, why did you do that?" she cried softly, moving your hair away from your face as you leaned sideways against her. the action caused your face to be smudged by your own blood from her hands but she didn't care as she caressed your cheek.

"he–he was gonna hurt you. i–i couldn't..." you paused a while, the pain getting too much for you to bear. "y/n, don't strain yourself. you need to stay awake," she tells you as tears streamed down her face.

"rather me than you," you whispered. nat's eyes widened at this. "don't say that, bub." she scolds gently.

you smiled weakly at her. "i've grown too dependent on you, nat. it's to the point that i," you coughed and nat worried that you were straining yourself but you continued. "that i'd rather die than live without you. you probably can go on with life without me but i can't without you. i need you, nat." your eyes closed and nat panics, shaking your body.

"y/n?! bub?! stay awake, please, they're coming!" nat cries out loud, holding onto your limp body.

"did we not agree to not mention that to me anymore?" nat glares at sam for bringing that up.

the night of that incident had been one of the worst nights for nat. she sat by your bed all night after you had been treated. she had been the first one you saw after you woke up. she had been the one you broke down in front of after you admitted the full reasoning behind your actions. she had been the one who opened her arms for you to make yourself at home in.

"i'm sorry but you must be blind if you can't see how really she sees you for the past years," bucky states. nat turns to him with a glare. "you don't know what you're talking about."

"oh really? who does she call whenever she has a really bad nightmare?" bucky questions rhetorically with his eyebrows raised.

iii.

"no, please, don't!" you begged, asleep and thrashing around in your bed. quiet whimpers turned into heavy breathing as you plead for your life in your nightmare. "please," you whispered, inhaling and exhaling harshly.

FRIDAY, noticing the amount of distress you were in, alerted the closest person to your room, that being bucky who was returning from a late night trip to the kitchen for some water.

he quickly went into your room, only to see you shivering and thrashing around in your bed. "doll?" he approaches slowly, finding you still asleep, though sweating a lot. nightmare, he realised.

"doll? wake up," he gently shakes you and you immediately jolt awake, breathing heavily as you register what was going on. "it's okay, it was just a nightmare," he soothes you, holding you close as one hand rubbed up and down your back while the other held your head to his chest.

none of that helped as you were still in the same state as you were when you woke up. "are you okay?" he asks, worried. "nat... i need nat.. please i need her," you whimpered, shaking in his hold. you were having trouble breathing.

"FRIDAY, get romanoff."

within minutes, nat arrived, looking panicked and disheveled like she had just woken up, which she just did. "what's wrong?" she asks bucky, approaching you two.

"she was having a nightmare and woke up and i think she's having a panic attack. she asked for you," he informs her and immediately moves away when she approaches, so that she could take his place.

"bub? it's me," you look up to meet natasha's pretty green eyes. "you're okay, bub. can you tell me five thing you can see?"

you looked away from her eyes, looking around your room. "i–i see my book on my nightstand, my lamp, my jacket on the chair, my laptop and the painting on the wall." you told her after some difficulties.

"good, that's good. four things you can feel?"

"i feel the socks on my feet, my fluffy blanket, the pillow i'm leaning on and your hands around me."

she smiles softly at you. "three things you can hear?"

"i hear your voice. a–and the faint noise from the ac and i can also hear bucky's breathing." you look up at the man and he smiles sheepishly at you, standing around awkwardly. you gave him a small smile back.

"two things you can smell?"

"i can smell my own shampoo..and my room's air freshener." you told her more calmly now, feeling the panic attack already going away.

"one thing you want to taste?"

"i wanna taste wanda's blueberry pancakes." you pout and the two adults couldn't help but chuckle. "you can have them in the morning. right now you need to sleep so you can have the energy to devour them tomorrow, okay?" you nod at the woman as she tucks you in.

not long after, you fell asleep. she then presses a kiss to your forehead before leaving with a less worried bucky now. and sure enough, the next morning, wanda made you blueberry pancakes.

"okay, so what? we all need someone to help us through panic attacks?" nat rolls her eyes. "did you miss the part where i came in and tried to help but she specifically asked for you? she needed you, nat."

"guys, i... i love her with my whole heart but she has all of us. i don't wanna make her feel like she's restricted to only one of us. you all love her too," nat reasons.

"yes but she doesn't have anyone to call her mum and frankly, i think you'd be perfect for it." wanda encourages the older woman.

"i—" before she could continue, her phone rang loudly and she thanked whoever it was that called her because now she didn't have to make up excuses about her doubt of becoming your official mother.

iv.

she looks down at the caller id, sighing when it was you, meaning the team had more against her now. of course she didn't mind you calling her, you could call her when she'd be asleep after a mission and she'd still pick up with a smile on her face. but it was the fact that the whole team could see how she softened when she realised it was you who called that bothered her. she really didn't want them to let her have hopes that you'd accept her as your mother.

"bub?" she said into the phone and half the team smirked at her while the other half gave her knowing smiles. "aren't you supposed to be on your way to school?"

"yeah but uh are you busy right now? i um, i need you."

nat immediately stands up, worry etched onto her face and the team frowned at this. "what happened? are you okay?"

"you know how i told happy i wanted to walk to school today? yeah, i just remembered why i don't walk to school anymore."

"what do you mean? what happened? are you hurt? did someone hurt you?" she bombards you with questions out of worry. at this point, the team had also stopped their chatter and teasing looks, equally worried for your well-being.

"yeah, i am. wait, maybe not. i mean, i was just being dramatic but uh, i tripped on who-knows-what and now i have a sprained ankle. i can't walk now so i'm standing in an alley right now so i'm not in the way of people. can you come get me?"

nat sighs in relief, thankful that it wasn't anything that she was thinking of. "you are unbelievable, y/n." she chuckles in disbelief at your clumsiness. "can you tell me where you are? i'll come get you now. i'll have the school know you're not coming today." you told her your location and she immediately leaves after telling the team what happened to you.

you were expecting nat to call again, to tell you she was around the corner but instead you heard a whoosh of air beside your head, followed by a crack sound. your head followed the sound, eyes widening when you saw that a dart had struck the wall beside your head. you looked ahead, trying to see where that came from.

if it hadn't been for your fast reflexes being an avenger for the past few years, you probably wouldn't have ducked in time when another dart came flying right for your head. "what the hell?" you grunted, staying low but still looking around for the source. you squinted when you looked up, the sun blazing but you managed to catch a glimpse of a man on a rooftop nearby. he had blonde hair and was dressed in all black, donning a same coloured mask that covered the bottom half of his face.

"you had one job! how could you miss her twice?!" the blonde hears his colleague hiss in his ear through the earpiece. "i'm sorry! i'm no hawkeye, how was i supposed to get her in one try?!" he scolds back.

"you didn't even get her in two!"

"shut up and just let me work! you're distracting me!"

"hurry because i see the redheaded one nearing the alley. boss'll kill us if he finds out we didn't get her in her vulnerable state."

"i'm trying, i'm trying!" the blonde closes one eye, his sight now locked on your crouched state. he saw you move once you saw him and he cursed under his breath, his weapon following your movements. "she's moving!"

"just take the shot and be done with it! you have to go now!"

and shoot he did. after he shot the dart gun, he immediately fled but it wasn't like you were going to be able to chase him down or anything. a scream left your lips as a dart pierced through your skin, right under your shoulder.

you dropped down to the ground, right in the middle of the alleyway. you cried when you felt the burn in your flesh. you had been stabbed multiple times before with much bigger objects so why did this feel different?

"y/n?! is that you?!" you heard nat's voice yell from a small distance away. "i'm here," you croaked out, feeling your body grow weaker at an alarming rate.

"oh my god, bub, why are you on the ground? it's dirty, c'mon let's get you up. which foot did you sprain?" she places both her hands under your arms, pulling you up on your feet before accidentally dropping you back when you let out a shriek, crying out in pain.

"oh my god, did i hit your ankle? are you okay?" nat assumed that your tear-stained face was because of your sprained ankle but then you wheezed, your eyes drooping the longer she stood there.

your right hand slowly reached across your left shoulder, the butt of the dart sticking out of your skin now in between your shaking fingers. nat's eyes followed your hand movement's, a gasp leaving her lips.

"y/n, what happened?!" she panicked but before she could even get an answer from you, you had already blacked out. her eyes widened, knowing it was the dart because why else would you pass out that quick from a simple penetration in the shoulder. you had dealt with much worse than that and she knew your tolerance level.

she took off your bag, careful to not move the dart. she then placed her hands under your knees and behind your back, easily picking your unconscious body up and rushing back to the tower.

when she arrived, she was met with many confused yet concerned looks from the tower staff, seeing the black widow, rushing in with the youngest avenger unconscious in her arms. they had seen you leave the tower for school about half an hour ago so they knew something must've happened on the way.

"get bruce in the hospital wing. tell him it's urgent." she tells the woman working the front desk, hurrying into the elevator and telling FRIDAY to get her to the floor she so desperately wanted to arrive at quicker. black lines appeared on the left side of your neck, slowly spreading to the right side and she assumed it was from that damned dart in your left shoulder.

"natasha! what's wrong? they said it was an emergency," the doctor spoke in a panicked voice when nat entered, immediately going quiet when he saw you in her arms, neck lined with seemingly black veins.

nat laid you down on the surgery table, frown growing when black lines steadily spread to your arms now. though she was too worried to think, she managed to at least tell bruce what was outwardly wrong with you.

"dart. left shoulder." she blurted, incapable of forming proper sentences now that she had seen more of you. the black lining your skin got her speechless and anxious. bruce got ready with medical gloves, removing the dart from your flesh before analysing the pattern of your skin. it looked familiar.

"FRIDAY, get tony down here. it's urgent."

"bruce, please, what's wrong with her?" she cried, tears now freely streaming down her face. she didn't cry much in front of anyone but when it came to you, you always managed to get her to do just that.

"hey, what's going on? FRIDAY said there was an emergency here, who's hurt?" nat heard tony's panicked voice but she didn't make an effort to reply. her gaze was fixed on only you.

tony's jaw dropped, frowning when he saw you on the bed, upper body covered in black lines. "what the hell happened?!"

tony stepped beside bruce, taking a closer look at your skin. his frown deepened. "wait, it looks like.."

"yeah, looks exactly like when you had palladium instead of vibranium in your arc reactor."

"does that mean—"

"palladium's been running through her veins for about twenty minutes now. FRIDAY, how high is her blood toxicity level?" bruce asks, sampling a drop of your blood from when he took out the dart.

"53% and it is still steadily increasing."

"tony, at the rate it's going, if she's not treated in the next fifteen minutes or so, she'll.." bruce pauses, not wanting to say it out loud.

"no, she just needs lithium dioxide. that's how fury and i cured your palladium poisoning, tony." nat finally speaks.

"SHIELD probably has them but they're all the way in dc. they're not gonna reach here in time," tony states solemnly, reaching over to move your hair out of your face, looking down at you sadly.

but he was immediately pulled aside, nat grabbing his collar and looking him straight in the eyes. "you have your stupid iron suits that can probably travel faster than the speed of sound if you try. you can go down there yourself and get the damn thing. i swear to god, tony, i'm literally going to destroy those stupid suits myself if you don't put them to good use." nat threatens, glaring at the billionaire.

tony's eyes widened, the genius having not thought about nat's idea yet. "yeah, yeah, you're right, i'll go now."

he left immediately and nat approached your bed hesitantly, not wanting to see the black lines making home on the skin on your upper body. "do you think tony'll make it back in time?" she sniffles and bruce's worried frown on his face softened. "of course he will. he won't let anything happen to y/n. we won't let anything happen to y/n." he assured her.

there was nothing they could do now but wait for tony to come back with the lithium dioxide. nat sat beside your bed, hands gingerly grasping one of your own. despite the black staining it, nat held it to her face and her tears rolled past the back of your hand.

bruce decided to give her some privacy, opting to inform the whole team of the situation instead of standing around idly.

nat pulled your hand away from her face, rubbing her thumb over the back of it, crying even more at the sight in front of her. "y/n, please. i've never told you this but i need you." she pauses, breathing in shakily. "i've always needed you and i'll always need you. you can't leave me, please. you said i could go on with life without you but you're so wrong, y/n. you're the reason i'm still here and you're the reason i still want to be here. if you're not here then it's as if i have no reason, no purpose. i need you, y/n. so much more than i'd like to admit. heck, probably much more than you need me. so please, don't leave me. i can't do this without you." nat sobs out, watching the patterns on your skin spreading and growing bolder.

at this point, the whole team had now gathered outside of the room, watching nat cry over you. they wanted so bad to get a closer look at their beloved baby avenger but they respected nat and instead, waited for her to finish talking to you. once she stood up and looked around, bruce knew she was done so he entered, followed by the team.

"status, FRIDAY?" bruce asks, sampling a bit of your blood again. "blood toxicity at 96% now."

the team looked your unconscious body in apprehension, some crying and some worried out of their minds.

"goddamnit! where the hell is stark?!" nat growled. her eyes were now puffy after having spent the last half an hour crying. the team had never seen her lose her cool like this but they figured why.

as if on cue, tony's iron man suit crashed through the windows of the room but he couldn't care less. his main priority was to get to you quickly. in his hand was a silver briefcase that he passed to bruce.

bruce opened the case before wasting no time in plunging the syringe containing lithium dioxide, your supposed cure, into you. immediately, the black patterns on your skin started disappearing. it was slow but noticeable. it started from the tips of your fingers, going up towards your neck.

everyone sighed in relief, and to tony's surprise, nat hugged him tightly. "thank you. you have no idea how much this means to me." she whispers. tony pats her back gently. "hey, i care about her too, okay? of course i'd do this for her. any one of us would."

nat smiles at him when she let him go, turning back to you and almost crying out in joy when your skin had finally turned back to normal. she let the medical assistants set your bed up and handle your sprained ankle before going back to sit by you. the team left her alone with you once again.

it was only about an hour later did you wake up, squinting when bright lights shone down on you. you moved around but you felt hands around your left and you heard a familiar voice.

"and remember when you dragged wanda to pull that prank on me with you and after you did, i grounded you like i was your mum or something?" you hear her chuckle, still not noticing that you've woken up.

"i didn't mind, though. frankly, i don't think i would ever mind if you continued acting like my mother or something," you spoke and she immediately tore her gaze from your hands, looking at you, now wide awake.

"bub!" she hugs you so tightly you didn't think you could breathe. you still returned the hug though, laughing. "i was worried you might still have some palladium in your bloodstream."

"wait, palladium?" you asked her in shock. "yeah, the dart that got you in that alley, it contained palladium. it's highly toxic so we used lithium dioxide to counter it. speaking of the dart, i'm going to find out who did this to you and they're never going to see the light of day for putting us through all of this." nat says, disturbingly calm.

"yeah...you do that," you tell her, slightly scared. "but palladium? in my blood? how cool is that? i had literal metal in my blood! i could've become like tony but like...palladium woman or something." you said excitedly.

"you do know we already have metal in our blood, right bub?" nat questions in amusement. "oh." you say dumbly. "and palladium don't belong in our body and you literally almost died because of it." your mouth opened but no words came out.

"speaking of, can you please not do that again? i really thought i was gonna lose you." she whispers, stroking your hair. "oh yeah, of course. i'll just announce to the whole world to not target the youngest avenger," you joke, smile dropping when nat gave you a stern look.

"nat, being part of the avengers at my age undoubtedly means i'll be a target for the bad people out there, but i don't care because while i get to kick ass, i know all of you have my back when it's my ass that's kicked. and i think that's the best part of being an avenger; the sense of security i get having you amazing people as my teammates." you tell her honestly and she smiles softly.

"oh come here you," she pulls you in for another hug but this time it's better because you could still breathe. you make yourself comfortable, snuggling into her.

"did you mean it?" she asked and you look up at her in confusion. "mean what?"

"when you said you wouldn't mind me acting like your mother."

"of course i do, you're like the mother i never had. i wouldn't even mind you being my actual mother." you say without a second thought, eyes widening when you realised what you had said. you swore under your breath, knowing you've just made it awkward between you two.

"i– really?" despite the teams efforts to make her see the truth, it was much more meaningful when she heard you say it yourself. "y–yeah.." you admit sheepishly.

"then you wouldn't mind if i actually adopted you?" she asks carefully, gauging your reaction. your jaw dropped, eyes going wide once again. "are you serious?!"

"yeah." she smiles at you fondly. "no! of course i won't mind!" you hug her tightly, tears forming in your eyes. you had gone all your life without parents so this was a huge thing for you. not only were you going to finally have a mother, but the most amazing woman you knew was going to be your mother.

"mum?" you tested the title, smiling when she acknowledged it. you were now crying in joy.

"hey, don't cry." she soothes you, running a hand up and down your back. "no, no, i'm just so happy. this is the best day of my life." you tell her. "me too, bub."

you stayed in her arms until you fell back asleep, nat tucking you in before going back to sit down on the chair. she looked down at you fondly.

sure, she was scared of the big step she was about to take with you but she had you with her and she knew that was enough. "i love you, y/n." she whispers, planting a kiss on the side of your head.

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epicene-humanoid · 3 years

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some trans Jeff thoughts:

he realized he was trans in elementary school and just went fuck it I'll just start introducing myself as Jeffery and see if anyone decides to stop me (as we know, jeff winger can get away with almost anything)

he got top surgery the second he could afford it (around the same time he started at his law firm), and probably bribed someone to keep it a secret

"I'm jeff winger and i would rather look at myself naked than the women I sleep with" are the words of a man proud of his transition

he's really insecure about his fashion sense, which is why he mostly dresses like the douchey guys at his firm in the start of the show, he thought you can't go wrong with the sleazy lawyer look

he will never admit it but he feels super good about the dean hitting on him, because the dean is a (cis) guy, acknowledging that Jeff is more manly than him

i think he starts out stealth and comes out to everyone one by one, probably starting with abed because he knows abed won't judge him and will probably just see it as an interesting backstory.

abed just says it's cool and maybe worth a prequel exploring Jeff's transition, and jeff asks him to predict how all of the members of the group will react to him coming out.

abed's predictions:

britta will be over-the-top supportive and do a ton of research about trans history, probably put together a slideshow just to prove how progressive she is, and jeff will be a little bit weirded out, but also touched that she did all that for him, though he would never let her know that

shirley will be confused, because she doesn't know how someone she trusts and knows so well could be part of a group she was raised to hate, but ultimately realizes that there's nothing actually against the lgbtq people in the bible, and, as a cool character development arch, starts to advocate against use of the bible to justify bigotry

troy will just think it over and decide that Jeff's physique and coolness are even awesomer knowing how much work he'd had to put in to be like that, and respects Jeff's manliness even more

annie will give him a hug, say something sweet about how she'll always love him, and worry about his health, because even she read somewhere that taking testosterone makes you more likely to have a heart attack, jeff will explain that the risk is still only as high a cis guy, and she'll be the one to always remind him to take his shots

peirce will say at best say "jeff winger used to be a chick?" and at worst call him a slur, either way there's sure to be a lot of misgendering from him, and pestering to know Jeff's deadname (needless to say, Jeff just doesn't tell peirce)

the whole group goes out of their way to keep their beach trips a secret from pierce (the girls don't want him there anyways, he's too liable to be creepy) even though jeff knows that even if pierce saw his scars, all he would have to do is make up a story about some childhood accident and pierce would never question it

sorry this ended up being super long. can I hear some of your headcanons for him?

YES ALL THIS!!! yes yes i’m fully accepting this as canon oh my god

i’m about to type a whole ass ESSAY at midnight because i have been DYING to talk about this for months ajfdksljk,,, this is going to be obscenely long and i might end up adding even more to it as i continue to rewatch the show because there is truly no shortage of trans jeff content (especially when you’re trans and see transness in every little thing ajdkslfkjs)

spoiler warning for literally everything about this show under the cut <3

i 100% agree, i feel like he realized he was trans super young, especially since in the show we see him as a little kid a couple of times.

like look at little jeff with the oversized sweatshirt and little ponytail!! that’s childhood trans fashion. not to be dramatic but part of me thinks that jeff’s dad left before he fully came out to his family (which gives him even more angst about it, because until that one Thanksgiving episode, he’s never able to prove to his dad that he’s a better man), but part of me thinks that his dad left after he came out (which adds that spicy i-should-have-stayed-in-the-closet guilt that he has to work through).

either way, because his dad wasn’t there, he had to base his concept of masculinity on something else, which was becoming a lawyer!! there’s some line that’s like “after the dust and divorce papers were settled the only man i looked up to was [the lawyer guy]”. like, replacing your father figure in your mind with the concept of “a job where you can talk your way in and out of anything and distort other people’s concept of reality”? that’s trans.

and the fucking THANKSGIVING EPISODE... i struggle to watch it without crying hehe <3 yeowch! the dichotomy of willy jr. being the “wrong” kind of man because he’s “too soft” but jeff also not being enough despite adhering to all the social standards of masculinity... fuck!! this whole scene of him telling his dad “i am Not well adjusted” and talking about how he gave himself an “appendix surgery scar” when he was a kid and he still keeps the get-well-soon letters from his classmates under his bed? oh my god. the implication of people loving him not despite his scars but because of them?? trans. i can’t think about this episode for too long or i’ll start yelling.

OH and this scene? where he talks about how his mom got him a girl costume for halloween?? and everyone said “what a cute little girl” and after a few houses he stopped correcting them?? and “once the shame and the fear wore off, i was just glad they thought i was pretty”?? THAT’S TRANS... the man needs validation oh my god... and then in all the halloween episodes we see he has these ultra-masculine costumes (a cowboy, David Beckham, one of the fast and furious guys even though he never watched the movies, a boxer with his DAD’S boxing gloves... god) costumes are about becoming something else and he always chooses to be hypermasculine and that is trans.

THE PHYSICAL EDUCATION EPISODE!!!!!!! being uncomfortable during P.E. is a queer experience. period. but him being specifically uncomfortable in the clothes someone else is assigning to him? trans. “are we gonna talk about clothes like a girl? or use tapered sticks to hit balls around a cushioned mat like a man?” TRANS. and him eventually stripping in public? celebration of transness. and the fact that he eventually becomes comfortable in both the uniform and his own style!! trans!! god i love this episode.

AND AND AND!!! the gay dean coming out episode!!! where it’s the three of them discussing the best way for the dean to come out as gay despite not entirely identifying with that label!! so we have both frankie and the dean who are sort of ambiguously queer, and jeff who’s a stealth trans man who’s probably only out to only the study group at this point. this scene where the dean and jeff have this like eyebrow communication while frankie is talking is just so cute. queer-to-queer communication. “I am so curious” “oh?” “intellectually.” “oh...” ajfdksljfk this scene just screams high school GSA to me and i love it so much.

and SPEAKING of the dean!! i totally see you on that. i feel like jeff has some internalized homophobia/biphobia (like he’d throw punches over someone else, but when it comes to himself he has a lot of shame). and also seeing the dean so confident in all his different outfits/costumes has a weird affect on him bc it’s like “okay, the dean, a cis guy, can do that, but i as a trans guy could Not because that’s Breaking the Rules”. which, like, throwback to the halloween thing. of course there’s no right way to be masculine, but mr. winger does not know that.

another thing!! the episode where their emails get leaked? that includes his emails with his therapist. fuck!! he was outed to the whole world in that episode!! no wonder he was so fucking angry!! this whole episode (and really any time he mentions his therapist) is so interesting when you think about them as a person he talks to about his transition. OH which adds to the thing with the dean!! “and you told your therapist you wanted to be alone this weekend” and “not you jeff, i know you’ll be visiting your dad” ”I told you to stop reading my emails”. luckily his study group has his back and just makes fun of him for emailing astronauts lmao

and WHO can forget “they’re giving out an award for most handsome young man!!!!” what else is there to say about this line besides: he’s trans. you know he didn’t get awarded enough for being a handsome young man when he was a kid, and no amount of compliments when he’s fully-grown can really make up for that. some people crash a kid’s bar mitzvah to cope with the fact that they struggled to be seen as themselves when they were a teenager <3

also his weird relationship with pierce? where he kind of hates him (understandably lmao) but at times has this almost-friends-almost-father-son relationship with him? especially in this episode where he’s forced to bond with him and ends up having a good time by accident (at a barber shop no less, the perfect place to Be A Man with your Man Friend). idk what to say about him besides the fact that pierce says his mom wanted a girl when he was born and made him dress like a girl (and his middle name is anastasia!) so if they’re gonna do any bonding over transness it’s gonna be that.

okay one last thing and then i’ll shut up for the night. this episode kills me (and almost kills jeff hahahahelpi’mcrying). it’s a very Trans thing to not be able to visualize your future self, it just is. growing up trans at the time he did? i don’t know what kind of future he saw for himself, but i’m so happy that he ended up with a group of friends who became his family and love him the way they all do. i’m so emotional over this asshole it’s ridiculous.

in conclusion:

they’re trans, your honor <3

#community #jeff winger #trans jeff winger #GOD i'm gonna make a video essay about it if nobody stops me #yall know that youtube channel AreTheyGay? i want to be that but AreTheyTrans #the videos would just b like... jeff community. neo the matrix. bill and ted bill and ted. audrey little shop of horrors. jo little women.#maybe i should start that youtube channel sjdfklsj #thank you for prompting me to talk about this because i think about it twice a day #i might end up reblogging this and just adding different responses jeff has had to casually homophobic/transphobic things that happen #in the show #like the episode that last photo is from when the dean is like #'spring transfer student dance isn't rolling off the tongue so we're calling it The Tr@nny Dance!' 'much more greendale.'#OH AND ACCIDENTALLY KILLING PIERCE'S DAD!!! HOW DID I NOT MENTION THAT EARLIER SJFKLSJ #'you LITERALLY killed a father!' 'well not MINE dummy!!'#alright i need to do my homework now ajfklsdjfl

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korethekiller · 3 years

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Tfw you spend 49 years in a house with your friend watching the world die all around you. There's love there. And obligation.

Basically I assembled a comic out of whatever terrible supplies I have on hand. Click for better quality because dear god.

Tamlin's table is so long and empty because by ACOTAR everyone who used to sit there is dead! More thoughts under the cut!

[image ID: four images of sketchbook pages with drawings of Tamlin and Lucien and lyrics from Me and My Husband by Mitski.

1: Three images of Tamlin sitting at the base of a tree, hand and face streaked with blood. The text: I steal a few breaths from the world for a minute, and then I'll be nothing forever

2: Several cut and pasted black and white images of flowers, specifically black eyed susans, followed by a drawing of Lucien's face but one eye is covered by a flower. Next to him are drawings of a mechanical and organic eye. The text: and all of my memories, all the things I have seen. Will be gone, with my eye, with my body, with me.

3: The first picture, in red marker, is of Tamlin holding Lucien. The second picture, in blue marker, is Lucien lying on a bed while Tamlin sits next to him. The text: But me and my husband, we're doing better. It's always been just him and me together.

4: Lucien sitting in the branches of a tree, looking tired. The left side of his face is bandaged. The text: So I bet all I have on that furrowed brow

5: A colored pencil drawing of a tree. The text: At least in this lifetime, we're sticking together. Me and my husband, we're sticking together.

6: An image of a masquerade mask, followed by a drawing of Tamlin standing at the end of a table, waiting. He is wearing a mask over his eyes. The text: And I am the idiot with a painted face, in the corner, taking up space.

7: Lucien, also masked, entering from a doorway. The next image is of two black and white printouts, one of a fox and one of a wolf, glued over a drawing of an empty table. The text: but when you walk in, I am loved, I am loved.

8: Three silhouettes standing side by side, with real dried clover flowers glued where their heads should be. Each one is bleeding from a different wound.

9: drawing of Lucien and Tamlin, unmasked and looking away from each other, frowning. It's been cut out of lined notebook paper and glued to the page. They are outlined in yellow marker. The text, also cut out and glued, outlined in a variety of colors: Me and my husband, we're doing better. It's always been just him and me together. Me and my husband, we're sticking together. /End ID]

Yeah the song is me and my husband but like. Platonic I guess. Actually I really don't care? It's unimportant to my vague thoughts about them. The important stuff: for a very long time they were/are the person the other was closest to and that's not really a bad thing but before Amarantha it was like. Holding on so tight to this one person because you're afraid that if you let them go even a little bit you're throwing away the one chance of a person who will stay with you. Neither of them had very good support systems is what I'm saying lmao. And also like in the caption. Feelings of obligation.

And those 49 years brought them both even closer and also it was bad and like. Half a century of constant stress and tragedy and there was also a lot of fights and bad coping mechanisms. How do I think things would have turned out for them after Amarantha? Idk man it's not like I have ACOMAF to go on because. Well you already know my thoughts on that. (Or you don't, and idk I've probably talked about it on my mainblog. Tagged sjm.txt)

#mmm i just like relationships that are. we are happy but we are messy and we are not perfect but we dont have to be #idk if my thoughts got thru clear enough ask for clarification if you want #yinlin cant keep a consistent character design to save his life dot jpeg #tamlin #lucien vanserra

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harristops · 3 years

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Ok so…your famous theory that the pride play better when Ash is not in goal … explain last nights game then .. they played Gotham not that long ago and won no goals conceived and last night against the same team with Ash in goal again they played shit and lost .. so pls pls explain that with your Erin in goal better pride theory … cause your theory makes no sense. No Offenes tho.

I mean the Gotham win wasn't a whole team effort tbh. They still didn't play well that game even though they won they just got lucky that Gotham didn't have its full fledged attacking power like they did tonight. And my theory isn't about wins or losses its about how they play in general. In general, aside from those weird ass subs last night, the Pride don't play with the same fire or kick as they do with another keeper in net, or if they do find their fire, it's in the dying minutes of the game and it means nothing. Not only that, they can't manage to score more than 2 goals with Ash when they've had two games where they have scored 3 goals with Erin (teams that, when played with Ash, again only resulted in one goal both games - not to mention it was a draw against Louisville and Ash had to be the one to make the assist).

Idk what the real problem is aside from the inconsistency of the midfield and the offense. I don't get why they suddenly get how to play soccer when Ash isn't in net. And I'll bold it here, it is a really small sample size because Erin has only played a handful of games. I just don't get why the same spark isn't there with a keeper as good as Ash. The defense wasn't the biggest problem last night, but they were and have been steadily been a problem. A lot of the wins Orlando has had or even some of the draws, haven't been because of a stellar defense but because of Ash holding down the goal and Syd holding down the entire field. For example, the CC game against Washington wasn't a win for the Pride even though it ended 1-0. The defense was awful that game and so was the midfield. It was thanks to Ash and her 10 saves and Syd and her goal that we won that game. It was not a stellar performance by the entire team, for real. With Erin, the entire team comes to play and it looks like we have ten field players playing.

Let me be clear: this is not about Erin being better than Ash. On paper Erin has more experience, but the Pride is Ash's baby and she does a phenomenal job and if she has two bad nights I don't blame her when she's carried this team on her back through this season. Erin is amazing at her supporting role that she plays and I'm sure Ash values having someone like her in her corner. Ash should always get the start but her team is the one that needs to step up for her.

I don't take offense, don't worry. It's an unpopular and rather weird theory. But it's the theory I have and the reason why I believe in it is because whenever this team plays with Ash the energy shifts. Idk if it's because of that thing one anon said, where Ash's mood or energy sets the tone and if she's off the rest of the teams off (but that can't explain the CC Washington game or when we played NCC and lost 2-0 and she still had a fantastic night at home - both these games she was on fire but her team was nowhere to be found to help out).

I think the fundamental problem lies with the inconsistency in how the Pride play overall, regardless of who's in net. It might be completely circumstantial that Ash's presence has any effect on how they play, thus I may be totally wrong, but that's okay. I still believe in my theory, but the only way to test it further is throw Erin or Britt in net and there's no way to do that now since we have 3 crucial games to win and we can't be making changes to GKs unless for injury. It's an experiment for next season if the Pride are willing to test this absurd theory (which they won't bc I'm a tiny little tumblr blogger in the ass end of nowhere and my opinion or theories don't matter in the grand scheme).

Anyways idk if that makes any sense but to sum it up, the reasons why I believe in my theory that the Pride play differently (not better or worse just differently) when Ash is in net vs any other keeper is: 1) they manage to have dominant wins and play as a team, 2) the whole team energy shifts and passes/distributions/set pieces are more effective, 3) AK leads with authority and the backline is much stronger and stingy, and 4) every game where Ash hasn't played so far has resulted in being a draw or a win for this regular season. Again, it's a super small sample size comparing these 4 games to the 17 that Ash has played in but if you review even our wins, you will see they were not so much dominant Pride performances (excluding Chicago and the first Portland game), but rather getting a goal or two and then sitting back and defending, or getting a last minute goal to draw. It's frustrating to watch because Ash deserves better and her team is so inconsistent that you can hardly tell what you're gonna get each game they do play.

Anyways this was a long one but hope it makes sense and you can definitely disagree and says it makes no sense, but it would be interesting to see why you think the Pride play better with Ash in net with your evidence or reasoning (since I've provided mine). Then maybe we can compare notes and see if there are things maybe I missed that I should've taken account, or even with what I've said here, things you've missed and should've taken account into. Always open!

#asks #Anyways hopefully this made sense #And this is not at you anon this is at future anons readying their pitchforks without reading the whole thing:#You can disagree and I totally accept that just be nice or if you want to debate provide your evidence and don't just yell at me haha

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mynameisminhooooo · 4 years

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They get to spend all of quarantine with their s/o (Monsta X)

Request : Hi!! Could you do an exo and/or Monsta x reaction to getting to spend all of quarantine with you?

Sorry I put in bullet points bc it's felt like it made more sense? Sorry if you didn't like that. I also included what y'all would do. Bc why not¿

Shownu :

Omg this precious little bear was beyond excited to spend quarantine

Like as soon as his manager said plans were cancelled until further notice he ran out of the practice room

"Y/n I'm staying with you during quarantine..."

"Oh. Aight"

Your guy's quarantine consisted of laying in bed from the moment you woke up till 4 pm

As well as making a lot of food

And taking baths bc social distancing who?

Leads to other things 34% if the time, bc why not??

And of course singing together and him teaching you how to dance to all the songs

Cooking with this dude, where do I start

100% chance of making a mess

Would knock over bowls of side dishes while trying to grab a towel to wipe his hands

Just smiled at you when the food is all over the ground

Talking to the other members over the phone during dinner so it was like you guys were all eating together

Taking food to the other members and leaving it on the doorstep

One time they came outside before he was able to run back to the car and he was convinced he was contaminated

You had to spray him with Lysol to make him feel better

Him just being a whole lil bear the whole time

You guys would go on walks when you'd feel couped up too much

Y'all would be that extremely cute ass couple during quarantine

"I'm so glad I got to spend my quarantine with you" he'd say while kissing your forehead

"I love you y/n"

"I love me too, but your cool too"

"That's not funny" cue pout

Wonho :

Would literally be so happy to spend time with you

Hasn't seen you in like 2 weeks because of his rigorous schedule

When he finally gets to you're guy's apartment he'd just drop all his stuff and run to you, wrapping you in the biggest hug

You guys would eat until you couldn't breath

Ordering take out everyday sometimes for all 3 meals

You guys would take an online art class because why not

Video chatting his family and ofc the members to make sure everyone was well and healthy

Calling his mom 3 times a day

Would be the person who stocks up on toilet paper

Disinfecting everything every morning

Singing karaoke every day after dinner

Doing workouts in the living room because you guys gained weight and he wanted to watch his gorgeous figure

You'd help him write lyrics

You guys would try to be productive and do fun things like read at least once every other day

He'd be so happy to spend time with you like omg

Would literally cry when he looked at you sometimes bc he just loves you that much

Your guy's favorite things to do was lay in bed in each other's arms

"I wish we could stay like this forever, I love you so much y/n"

"I love you too, but can you let me go I have to pee really bad"

Your guy's quarantine would honestly be so fun

Minhyuk :

Would honestly act like he didn't want to spend time with you

"I guess I'm stuck with you"

\(-_-)/

"Your so lucky to have me, huh because I bought food"

Supports every small business and buys from all of them so they'd keep going

"I'll have 3 jars of kimchi, 2 bowls of kimchi jjigae, just give me half of everything"

"Minhyuk where are we gonna put all this the fridge is full"

Gives almost all the food to his family and the members

Buys like 2,264 board games

"Hey, you wanna play Monopoly I'll let you win"

Once again \(-_-)/

Fights about the dumbest thing

"I wanted to buy boardwalk!"

Throws your character off the board

Another person who stocks up, but he bought all the ramen

Your guy's quarantine would be so unproductive honestly

Like you guys just sit around playing board games

Listening to music all day everyday

Going for walks when the sun went down

If he sees an animal on the street he is bringing it home for "safety reasons"

"Look y/n this poor pigeon was left on the street"

Did I mention \(-_-)/

"Minhyuk... It's a pigeon"

Dancing throughout the house

He broke the TV while doing a twirl

Blames it on the pigeon, who you guys have name Piggy

Trying on each others clothes

But at the end of the day he'd be so happy he could spend his quarantine with you and Piggy

"I guess your ok to spend time with..."

Kihyun :

He would be so happy to spend time with you

Would be the most precatious person

"Put on gloves y/n"

"I'm changing the channel..."

Would 10/10 spray down everything before you guys touch it

You guys baked a lot during quarantine

Burning almost everything

Would try to make jokes the whole time

They were not good...

He would try to teach you how to hit the highest notes

Him almost breaking the window

Singing together while reading

Would call every member every day to see how they were doing

You guys would try gardening together because you guys got bored

10/10 the type of dude to telling everyone to buy from small business

If he saw anyone in the street outside the window, he'd yell at them

"Get inside!"

"Do you want to die?!"

You guys would people watch

You guys tried everything possible to pass boredom

Yoga, Singing, Staring Contests

If you got sick would literally call an ambulance

"They want to know if you have a fever, are experiencing lethargy, or have a cough?"

"Kihyun I just have a stomach ache"

Would be so relieved when he just found out it was just gas

He would not let you leave the house

"I really care about you, I cant risk you getting sick"

"You do knows there is a 3% chance of death right"

"But I wouldn't be able to see you"

Wow, whatta man

Hyungwon :

He honestly would be one of those ppl who didn't take it very very serious

"You wanna go to the park?"

"We can barely leave our house to get food?!"

"Ok, loser"

Was happy to spend time with you, but he wanted to actually do things with you like go to dinner

He just wanted to spend quality time with you

You guys would just lay in each other's arms everyday watching TV

Blinds closed letting no light in

The members would call you guys because after 3 days of nothing they were worried

"Oh we're fine, we've just been eating, sleeping and watching TV"

You guys would watch watch every variety show they have been on

You guys would try dying your hair by yourselves

"Wow y/n this blue is really nice"

"Blue it was supposed to be lilac"

How???

Shopping online for everything, food, clothes, furniture

"Y/n we need a new couch I just bought one"

\(-_-)/

You guys got erasable markers and literally drew on the wall

But they did not come off...

He would be kind of sad that he couldn't take you anywhere

But being the cutie he is he'd find ways to do cute date ideas at home

Jooheon :

"Guess what I'm coming home for quarantine!!!!"

Literally couldn't wait to hold you in his arms

Would cry when he came home, because he gets to spend time with you for who knows how long

You guys just hold each other and cry

Would follow you everywhere

If you went to get the mail he'd go with, if you needed to run to the store to get food, he's right by you

"Why is the door locked??? Y/n, you alive? Did corona get you???"

"Don't break the door down! I'm taking a bath"

"Ohhh, let me in!"

This little jerk picked the lock

You guys just sat in the tub for like 3 hours talking about what you should do during quarantine

Things you would do together during quarantine include sitting in the tub for 3 hours everyday

Calling his sister every day so he could talk to his cute niece

He would teach you all his rap parts from every song he could

You guys would send the members a goodie package every week with food and toiletries

Because he worried about them

You guys would take online dance class

Because why not???

Tango, Rumba, Foxtrot, Meringue

He would enjoy every minute with you

You're guys little vacation came to a halt when he fractured his fibula after falling down the stairs

He felt bad that you had to take care of him

But he was so grateful to have you by his side to help him

"Y/n you don't have to get up I can go to the kitchen to get a fork"

Could barely get off the couch

"Just please sit hear"

"So like you wanna bang?"

"No, I want you to get better"

After he got injured he just got so sad that he couldn't do anything with you really anymore

"I love you y/n"

"I love you too"

I.M :

He already was used to seeing you basically everyday

The only difference was you guys got to stay home

You guys didn't even have to change your schedule

He was grateful that he was able to wake up to you every morning tho

"Good morning, cutie"

"Why are you so close??"

Would be so nice the entire quarantine

Need him to wash your hair, just yell for him

Need something off the top shelf

He got it covered

There would be days where you guys just laid in bed the whole day though

You had online school throughout this time

"Y/n hang out with me!¡!¡"

"I'm doing homework for my English class"

"But I'm cuter than English class"

*insert pouty face*

Would try to get in your pants every other hour

You'd let him because ofc

"No, not now Changkyunnie..."

"Yes, now... Pleaseeeeee"

All the members would worry about you because you guys were the youngest and they thought you wouldn't take this seriously

Y'all did though, you only left the house for food

"Y/n am I cute?"

"No, now go to sleep"

"But I love you and I miss you"

"I'm right next to you and it's 3 am"

Bro. Idk why but this drained me I'm gonna write the exo one different bc I literally ran out of ideas of what to do doing quarantine.

#monsta x #monsta x wonho #monsta x shownu #monsta x jooheon #monsta x i.m #monsta x kihyun #monsta x minhyuk #monsta x hyungwon #chae hyungwon #lee jooheon #yoo kihyun #lee minhyuk #lim changkyun #im changkyun #son hyunwoo #shin hoseok #shin wonho #monsta x reaction #kpop reaction

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Hey, so were you diagnosed with autism/adhd as an adult? If you don't mind me asking, was that difficult to achieve? I'm 25, and I've often thought I might have adhd, but I've held off on looking into it because I hear it's extremely difficult and expensive to get it tested and diagnosed as an adult.

yes I only got diagnosed last october, I was 25 then too! it was kind of a weird journey for me, all of my siblings and my dad got diagnosed with autism or adhd one after the other and I was still saying “but I can’t really be autistic/adhd” right up until I actually got diagnosed lol. but since then my whole life suddenly makes sense for the first time and I really think things are gonna be ok! this applies to autism/adhd/other neurodiverse stuff but autism and adhd is what I know, but I hope it applies broadly as well

so unfortunately yes, it can be pretty expensive to get through the whole process. depends on where you live of course, I live in Ireland so even though we do have public healthcare I would probably have been on a waiting list for upwards of two years to see a terrible psychologist who didn’t know anything about adhd/autism so I went to a private psychologist. I already knew her pretty well bc my siblings had been to her and I knew she knew what she was talking about and I felt comfortable with her. seeing her cost me around €900 which is definitely a lot, different psychologists have different rates but the price can go up depending on what tests u get done. the more tests you do the more expensive it will be as a general rule (at the same time I saw a different psychologist who had a lower flat rate so idk what the “rules” are about this tbh) I got a standard assessment as well as autism and adhd tests which is why it was so expensive. it used up pretty much all my savings lmao but after getting a diagnosis I was able to apply for disability allowance (which was a hellish process) and I got rejected and had to appeal the decision but I got it in the end, which is fortunate bc I quit my job lol.

recently I wanted to look into medication so I had to go to a psychiatrist because you can’t get a prescription for stimulant medication from a gp in most countries I think? BUT he’d only see me if I got rediagnosed by his psychologist, so that was another €300 for each of them. I did get prescribed ritalin in the end but I’ll have to get the prescription refilled a few times a year bc it’s a restricted medication, which will mean paying €100 ish for each time I do. fortunately I don’t actually have to pay for the medication itself bc I have a medical card.

so yes, it can be expensive! all told it’s cost me almost €2000 to get it all sorted and will keep costing me maybe €300 a year from now on, so it’s definitely something you have to budget for. especially depending on where you live, I imagine things are v different from country to country. also I’m very fortunate bc I still live with my family so I’m free of some financial pressure and I’d been saving for it for a while but I know how hard it is to countenance paying out that kind of money, and wondering whether it’s worth it.

as to whether it’s difficult to achieve I think you’ve got to break it down because official diagnosis is only part of it. so if you think you do have ADHD I’d look at it from a couple of different angles:

1. self acceptance/understanding is absolutely the most important thing. I know people who’ve never been to a psych who know they’re autistic/adhd and really flourish, I also know people who have official diagnoses but who won’t accept it themselves and reject help/support and they’re making things so hard for themselves. so the most important thing is to educate yourself about what adhd means and, more importantly, what it means for you. everyone’s brain is different and understanding exactly how your brain works and why you think/behave the way you do is the most important thing you can do. there are a lot of resources out there, especially online, - I’ll put a link to a google drive of books and things I have at the bottom - and it can be good to connect with others online as well. having people who Get It and can help you is really paramount, I know often our irl families/friends can sometimes let us down so sometimes the only support you can get is from following ppl on twitter or something. the adhd subreddit is weirdly helpful and supportive, it’s great to be able to throw out a question like “I think like this am I insane y/n” and have other people go “nah ur fine” it’s very validating (also validation/external perspectives is super important for adhd bc we can be extremely bad at self assessment). so yes, the most important thing is firstly to know thyself by 1) educating yourself and 2) listening/connecting with others like u.

2. is it important to have an “official” diagnosis? no and yes. obviously you don’t need a diagnosis from a doctor to know what you are, and 70% of the things needed to help you flourish are going to come from your own research and the support systems you make. and if you cant afford or access a psychologist or psychiatrist it doesn’t make it any less real or bar you from educating yourself/accessing resources etc. HOWEVER. if you can get a good diagnosis then I really would go for it, bc: 1) it opens a LOT of doors to official resources, whether that’s access to welfare, supports and accommodations at school or college, medication, etc etc. a lot of the time the supports we need are behind this diagnostic paywall, which sucks but it is what it is :/ so that’s one consideration. 2) it can be really validating and help set your mind at ease about whether you “really” have adhd or if you’re “faking”. like I said I didn’t believe that I was “allowed” to be autistic before I got diagnosed. I also didn’t consider that I might have adhd, I went in thinking I’d just get the autism diagnosis so it wasn’t something I would have found out on my own probably. so it can be good to get an outside opinion, especially as, like I said, we can be really bad at self assessment. 3) it feels good to know you have a piece of paper to throw at rude family members/teachers/doctors who don’t believe it’s real 4) if you can find a good psychiatrist/psychologist it can be such a good thing to have that support and to get genuinely good advice from a professional you trust. doesn’t always happen but if u can find one it’s a godsend

wow this got long. to summarise, if you think you have adhd or anything else I would

research and educate yourself. for adhd probably the best thing to do is read driven to distraction and delivered from distraction, written by two psychiatrists who are adhd themselves. they’re both in this google drive along with loads of other resources I’ve collected, there’s also books about autism as well. as a disclaimer not everything/everyone here has my 100% endorsement some of it is there for academic/historical interest or only parts are helpful but by and large it’s useful. also watch this video and feel Seen

look for a good psychologist/psychiatrist if you’re going for a diagnosis. see if there’s an adhd organisation in your country/area and if they can recommend anyone. a lot of the time you’re better going to a child/educational psychologist who’ll see adult clients as they tend to Get It more. do look for someone who is clear about having experience in adult adhd bc unfortunately even qualified psychologists get a LOT wrong so make sure you get someone who knows what they’re doing before you give them your money

yes it can be really expensive. but if you’re needing to access things like medication or welfare I think it’s well worth the trouble and the money. my sister got diagnosed in her second year of college and was able to save her degree bc of extensions on projects and things like that (I didn’t get diagnosed until after college and spent four years torturing myself I WISH I had known) and it can be something that’s better done sooner rather than later. So if it’s something you can do without putting yourself in financial danger I think it’s good to bite the bullet and go for it. like I used up basically all my savings BUT I now can access disability payments and medication so it was worth it for me. it’ll be different for everyone so use your judgement obviously

anyway hope this helped! let me know if you need anything else! and good luck on your journey

#brain tag

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