#maybe a little envious but not jealous lol

[eebie]

#i personally feel like it's somewhere in between #like sexuality and gender i think it's where you decide to choose what label your experiences/feelings fall under #it's decided between the two people in the relationship #like intimacy can exist in every kind of relationship and it's upsetting to hear people say it can only happen in romantic ones #if i were in a relationship with someone i trusted Who had an intimate relationship with someone else #if i really trusted that person i'd have no problem with it Unless it very clearly started to affect our relationship #i don't think i'd call myself a very jealous person #maybe a little envious but not jealous lol #i think restricting intimacy to one person isn't very. healthy? i don't know #like there should be other people too. support networks #we're a social animal yknow ? #it can't be possible for one person to fulfill every single need #that's an unhealthy expectation that can put a strain on many relationships i think #there's a reason spider webs are made from joined threads of silk #they don't dangle from a single piece They'd get blown away in the wind #reason why i bring this up now is bc i just discussed this with my parents who hold very traditional views #idk how i ended up being so different from them LMAO #thanks steven universe i guess!!!

[cherryredstars]

Hi! I really really love how you write for Simon. Like honestly it is so good. I saw that you're taking regular requests right now, so if it's okay could I request some jealous/insecurity headcanons or a oneshot (any format really) for Simon? Like maybe him and the reader are still working toward being more secure but there's still those moments where there needs to be some reassurance and a bit of comfort.

I just loved your cocky!Simon headcanons and I would love to see the progression of him getting to that point if you know what I mean lol.

Also congrats on 1k!! You deserve it!! I love your blog.

Pairing: Simon “Ghost” Riley x gn!reader

Warnings: Fluff, Insecurities, Mentions of Simon’s Trauma, Angst (???) with Comfort

Summary: He just needs a little reassurance sometimes.

A/N: I need to write for Simon more, I miss him!!

Word Count: 1.6K (Edited)

Simon’s been jealous before. Envious being a better word. 

He used to be jealous of all the kids who had a loving home to go to. Jealous of peers with perfect parents and perfect siblings. Jealous of all the things he felt like he should have but couldn’t get. But this is a new kind of jealousy, a new insecurity. One so ugly and consuming that he feels particularly shameful of it. 

He knows relationships, especially for him, are all about time. Everything is about time. Hell, he spent fucking months trying to come to terms with the fact that he liked you. Spent even more time building up the courage to ask you out on a date and begin a relationship with him. Add on to that the long hiatuses caused by deployment? This whole relationship is a slowly spinning clock. 

But he’s here, a newly taken man with the kindest thing on his arm. He should be grateful, and he is grateful! Truely, undoubtedly grateful for the opportunity you have given him. But, he can’t help wanting more. From himself mostly, but also from you. And it frustrates him, frustrates him to no end because he knows he’s the reason why the both of you can’t have more. You have told him countless times, drilling it into his head like a daily affirmation that you’re okay with that. That would wait however long it took for Simon to get the hang of this. To fully comprehend what it means to be yours and how to navigate through it. And he is so blessed to have someone so understanding waiting up on him. 

But he sees the difference. Sees the way how natural, how fucking easy it is for you to talk and interact with everyone else. Can see how easy it is for everyone else to interact with you. Things he can’t comfortably do yet. It makes a dark well of hatred form in his stomach because he can't understand why it has to be so hard for him. Why he got the shitty deal of cards, why he got the short end of the stick. He knows, realistically, that it's his fault. So what if his shitty family life and not so glory-filled military career played a part in it? It's still Simon’s own actions at the end of the day. 

It’s fucking torture to watch the casual touches everyone lays on you. How easy it is for your friends to playfully shove your shoulder when you tell a joke, how they don’t hesitate to wrap you in a tight hug when you greet them, how they casually rest their chin or head on your shoulder and complain about everything that went wrong today. Fucking hates how confident people are as they try to flirt with you, how they could so easy articulate their attraction towards you in mere minutes when Simon can’t even do it in months. It makes him want to throw himself against a wall until his screwed up head fixes himself.

And you just look so happy. Smiling at your friends and returning the physical touches with ease. Face beaming with joy as you wrap someone in a hug or link their arm with yours. How you just fucking glow at the compliments given to you by your friends or a passing stranger in the street. He wishes so desperately that he could give you that, that he can casually walk into a room and tell you how fucking stunning you look instead of keeping it in his head. Wishes he could casually grab your hand without feeling like his skin was just dipped into a tub of acid. The only thing that keeps him together is your instant dismissal of anyone that tries to flirt with you, a proud look on your face as you say I have a boyfriend.

But he knows that it doesn’t look like it. Not when there is an obvious space between the two of you as you walk together. Not when he doesn’t make a single move to wrap his arm around you in a crowded space so you don’t get separated. He definitely screams boyfriend when he just watches someone come up to you and try to get into your pants instead of marking his claim on you. Safe to say, he doesn’t expect to find a Best Boyfriend Ever mug under the tree during the holidays this year. 

He knows it pains you too. Can see it every time you instinctively go to grab him only to stop midway through and you give him a bashful smile. Sees how painfully obvious it is when he comes back from deployment and you and him stand outside the terminal gate awkwardly because you don’t know how to greet him if it isn’t with a tight hug. It’s painted all over your face when the both of you are at a group hangout with friends and you watch with an envious gleam in your eyes how the couples are squished into each other’s sides or sitting in their laps. A sharp pain runs through his chest when he can’t even drape his arm over your shoulders to comfort you. He knows that the small smile you give him when you turn towards him is because you know he won’t, even if he really wants to. 

He hates that he can’t give you the simplest of things. Things that are supposed to be so natural in a relationship. Things that were promised to you when he asked you to be his partner. Things that make you so happy. He hates the idea that he’s robbed you of something. That something being a happy and normal relationship. That feeling builds and builds until he’s an insecure mess on your couch as you guys have a movie night.

You’re on opposite sides of the couch, something that makes him want to choke himself out. He’s spread out, arms thrown over the top of the sofa and legs spread. You’re pushed into the arm of the sofa, making sure none of your limbs touch him accidentally. He almost wants to throw up when the actors on screen run into each other’s arms and a small ‘aww’ leaves your lips with a dizzying smile. His hands clench and unclench as the movie ends. You sit up stretching and about to leave for a bathroom break before putting on the next movie when Simon speaks up. 

“I’m sorry.”

Your head snaps to him quickly, a confused furrow forming in between your brows. You’re about to open your mouth to question him when he continues, “I’m trying, but…it’s hard.”

It’s not much of a clarification, but you still understand what he’s talking about. A sympathetic smile comes across your face as you approach him. This time, you sit next to him but still not touching him. A tenseness leaves Simon’s body, preferring you close by even if he can’t touch you. You’re fully turned to him, a look of admiration on your face as you study him. The look ignites his soul and that little well of hate dries up the tiniest bit. 

“I know you have, and I’m so, so proud of you, Si.” The small tilt of your head and soft smile makes him want to nuzzle his face into your neck and shower you in his own praise. He knows he’s practically glowing from your words, and he can’t find it in himself to be embarrassed. 

“Still… I know how happy it would make you. Just… please.” He doesn't know when the lump formed in his throat, but he tries to subtly get rid of it. 

The way you melt into the couch also makes him melt into the fabric. The two of you study each other for a moment, taking in each other’s presence. Slowly you get up and Simon moves to get up too, a moment of panic running through his veins before it dies away when you grab his empty mug from the coffee table. You give him another soft smile as you hold the cup tightly in your grasp.

“Of course, Simon. Thank you for trying. Thank you for wanting to try for me. That is what makes me happy” 

You leave Simon there, excusing yourself to make him more tea and going to the bathroom. He sits and stares at the TV, a new feeling emerging in his chest. It pushes away the insecurity and that hatred and the jealousy. It expands until his own body is buzzy and a puff of air leaves him. Everything feels lighter, brighter now. This feeling is new. One so beautiful and consuming that he feels particularly at peace with it. Love, he thinks. He thinks it might just be love.

So when you come back to sit at his side, mindlessly blowing at the surface of his cup of tea before giving it to him, he lets the tips of his fingers purposely brush over yours. He holds your gaze, making sure you know it wasn’t an accident. A beaming smile forms on your face and he feels a smaller one form on the rim of his mug. He turns away then, sipping on his tea as you look for the next movie to put on. 

He doesn’t touch you again that night. But it still made all the difference. That one, singular touch was worth everything. 

The next night, he comes back to your apartment and stares down at the new mug that greeted him when he opened the cabinet. His finger rubs against the printed words with a lovesick smile. 

Best Boyfriend Ever.

I ♡ Simon Riley mug when???

#ghost call of duty #ghost cod #call of duty #cod ghost #ghost mw2 #simon ghost riley #simon riley #simon ghost riley x reader #ghost simon riley #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #simon riley x you #cherry's requests🍒

[stardewsnail]

Can you write head cannons of how the bachelors would react when jealous? Perhaps they heard their farmer was giving gifts to other bachelors. Can be NSFW. K love you byeee

This is a bit inconsistent because of how familiar I am with them/how interesting I thought their reactions would be–some of these are head canons and some of them are drabbles. Somewhere along the way I realized I switched from they/them pronouns to she/her so I guess this is about a fem farmer now lol–hope you enjoy! 

Bachelors get jealous 

MINORS DNI; cw: sexual activity, jealousy, sad boi hours

Shane 

- very different if he’s with the farmer or not bc I feel like he’s used to being envious of others 

- When he sees the farmer bringing Elliot a bottle of wine or Sam a cactus fruit he feels like he has no valid reason to be jealous. He’s just embarrassed and ashamed of his own feelings.  

- Like, obviously the pretty, successful, kind farmer isn’t going to be interested in him? He’s working at the Joja mart and drinking away his money—he’s barely keeping it together and he comes with a kid. Not exactly the biggest catch

- After the cliffs he had come to terms with his crush and is just sort of leaving it because he cannot imagine her reciprocating his growing feelings. That’s fine, he loves having her in his life regardless. He doesn’t have the expectation that they’ll ever return his feelings and that’s okay. He gets a therapist and focuses on getting better for himself and the others in his life

But if they’re together it’s different

- He retreats into himself and has a bit of a mental spiral (ranging from “it was bound to happen eventually” to “oh god our chickens are going to come from a broken home”) 

- Fortunately he has a therapist to work through things with so he’s able to actually express himself to the farmer in a healthy way and receive the emotional validation that the farmer does in fact love them and their chickens will grow up with parents who love each other 

- He’ll pull her onto his lap or against his chest and if the vibe is right the cuddling might turn into a make out session which might get handsy—Shane is extra needy after all this, lingering through the motions. After sex he stays inside her for a minute, just sharing breath and being as close as possible

- Shane alternates being big and little spoon don’t @ me 

I feel like Shane having a therapist pulls a lot of the “drama” out of him being jealous because he’s so focused on developing healthier coping strategies so him talking about his feelings directly is a big step!

...

Sebastian 

Pre relationship

“Motherfucker-!” Sebastian snarled, watching his avatar die yet again. In his headset Sam groaned, quickly meeting a similar fate. Abigail, now left alone, didn’t fare much better. 

“Okay, it’s 4, I’m calling…” A yawn cut through Sam’s words, “….it.” 

Sebastian winced, glancing at the clock, “Damn—yeah. Night, guys.” It was stupid late. He was going to regret this tomorrow. No, actually, he was already regretting it. Now he was just pissed at the game and at—he shoved that thought down, feeling heat rise to his face. He dropped heavily onto the bed, arm thrown over his eyes. His head hurt. 

And he really didn’t want to deal with the bolt of anger that shocked him when he saw Alex throw his arm around the farmer. Her face was lit up with laughter as they shared some joke—the jock had only touched her for a moment and sure, it might not actually mean anything—but he was jealous. And even a solid nine hours of league had done nothing to subdue the feeling that boiled in his chest. It wasn’t even like the farmer didn’t talk to him either—and while she brought everyone little gifts, he’d had the thought that maybe his were special. A foolish, hopeful thought. Alex was outgoing, athletic, and only still lived at home to care for his grandparents. Sebastian was a twenty-four year old college dropout living in his mom’s basement filling his time with gaming. God, he really was a loser. Fortunately he was unconscious before he really had to deal with that. 

… 

Knock, knock, knock

Sebastian groaned, burrowing farther under his pillow. His mom always woke him up when she made breakfast even if he wasn’t actually required to get up. Maybe later he could ask her what she knew about the farmer. He was pretty sure she was still working on upgrading their coop anyway. It wouldn’t be an odd question. He rolled over, trying to relax back down into sleep. 

He wasn’t sure how much time had passed when the second knock sounded. If he ignored it, chances are his mom would leave him be. But then she knocked again, a little harder this time. He swore under his breath as he hauled himself out of bed, not bothering to hit the lights before throwing open the door with more force than strictly necessary. 

The farmer’s hand was still raised to knock and she froze, looking up at him with raised eyebrows. 

Sebastian’s entire brain blue-screened. It crashed. It attempted to restart. It failed. It tried again but all that came up was how he must look—an old band t-shirt, unbrushed hair, stubbled chin, frog-print boxers—holy shit he wasn’t even wearing pants.  

“Good morning!” She said, cheeks pink. It certainly wasn’t morning, that much he knew.  Sebastian wished the floor would swallow him right then and there. “Sam said you guys were up late playing games so I brought you this,” she held up the coffee in her other hand, “Robin said I was fine to come down, I didn’t think you’d be asleep, sorry—“ 

“I needed to get up anyway,” he said, a bit too fast. He ran his hand over his hair, trying to judge its state and was quickly dismayed. Fuck, she was pretty. Great impression Sebastian. Great job. 

“Thank you,” he added, finally accepting the warm paper cup. 

“I started growing coffee beans a while ago,” she continued, fidgeting and definitely noticing his lack of pants, “This is the first of it. Let me know how it is, I’m still experimenting with roasting.”

“Oh wow,” he took a sip realizing not only was the coffee delightful, she’d also added cream and just a touch of sugar–exactly how he took it, “This is really good. Thank you.” 

She lit up, “Oh good! I was hoping you’d like it.” She was hoping he’d like it? Him specifically? The caffeine hadn’t hit him yet, but the taste of coffee still got his brain moving. He noticed the fishing pole sticking out of her pack.

“Are you headed to the lake?” he asked, before he could really think it through.

“Yeah–I wanted to do some fishing,” she rocked on her feet, “I’ll let you get back to it–”

Shit, that hadn’t been his intent.

“D’you want company?” he cut her off, flushing when she just looked up at him with a smile.

“That would be really nice–you can tell me about your game. It sounded fun but I didn’t quite understand when Sam was talking about it.” 

“Great,” he said, “I’ll uh…meet you out there?” He still wasn’t wearing pants.

 Dating 

Sebastian trusted his girlfriend. That wasn’t the issue. The issue was that seeing her smile and shyly give Elliot a bottle of her mead had shaken the dust off his old companion, jealousy, and now he didn’t know what to do with the itch in his skin.

He’d spent the day working on his bike, music blasting, a scowl etched on his face. At some point Demetrius had come out to say something, but a glance at Sebastian’s face had him simply turning tail back to the house. 

It was better he got it all out of his system before he met up with the farmer at the saloon. 

Some time and a hot shower later he was entering the saloon, wondering if she had beat him there–and she had. 

And Elliot was there, fawning over the farmer who had a hand over her mouth to stifle her giggles as the writer told some dramatic story, talking with animated hands. 

He was across the bar in a second, wrapping an arm around her shoulders and pulling her against his side. The lazy grin he gave Elliot was more a challenge than anything–he didn’t know where this sudden boldness was coming from–Elliot didn’t seem like the type to pull something but there was a primal need to mark his territory. The farmer was his.  

She flashed him a grin, her hand coming to rest in his back pocket, and finished what she was saying. 

“Hey, babe,” she said, pushing to her toes to press a quick kiss to his lips, “I got here early–want to get in some practice before Sam and Abby show up?”

“Need a warm up?” he teased, “Think that will help you beat me?”

“One of these days,” she bumped his hip with her own, “I’m gonna win. Talk to you later, Elliot!” she added. Elliot said something in response before slinking back to where Leah was sitting, watching as if this was her very own reality TV show.

...

Harvey

Harvey wasn’t jealous. The farmer was just a friend–she was kind and generous and liked giving gifts! Most mornings she popped by the clinic to bring him a coffee and chat for a few minutes between appointments. 

It was only natural for her to prefer someone less devoted to their work, younger and more aligned with the pop culture she was familiar with. Sam was a ray of sunshine, and seeing him light up when the farmer had offered him a cactus fruit had sent a spike of something that was not jealousy through his chest. 

He spends all his free time for the next few days pouring over his model planes, completing two kits in record time. Between that and the kids in town catching something nasty and viral, he hadn’t even seen her in a week. Which was fine. 

He hadn’t anticipated her to be waiting right outside the door of the clinic, swinging it open as soon as the lock turned. If he had been any slower, she probably would have hit him with it. Her eyes were piercing as she held out the coffee, a small frown on her face.

“Have you been avoiding me?” her words were blunt and heat rose to his face, hands raised as if that would be enough to convince her of his words. 

“No–no, I just–well–” he swallowed, looking anywhere but her face, “You just seemed busy and like you were spending time with Sam and–” She was giving him this small smile that had his stomach turn to jelly, and now he didn’t know what to do with his hands. She held out the coffee. 

“Want to meet up at the saloon later?”

“Yes!” His reply might have been a bit eager,  but he didn’t care because her face simply lit up. 

“Great, it’s a date.” and then she turned out the door, going on her merry way before he could even process her words. 

...

Alex

- to be honest before they’re dating I think he would just AGGRESSIVELY do push ups where the farmer could see 

- or he’ll make a comment about how hot Haley is looking to the farmer

- Either way he tells Haley about “how well he handled it” and she is so, so tired. 

Alex doesn’t care that the farmer went all the way into the mines to find that special rock for Sebastian. It wasn’t even Sebastian’s birthday or anything, she was just nice and he was not bothered. 

He wasn’t bothered when he was doing push-ups.

He wasn’t bothered when he was squating. 

He wasn’t even bothered while doing his deadlifts. 

And while he showered, he totally wasn’t thinking about how she looked so pleased when she showed him the gem, mentioning that it was Sebastian’s favorite.

Now they were sitting on her bed, watching some movie that he couldn’t quite parse over his churning thoughts. He’d been inching closer and closer without realizing, and now he shifted to rest his head in her lap watching her instead of the movie. 

Immediately her hands found their way to stroke through his hair. She smoothed his brow, and he realized he’d been frowning. 

“What’s up?” she asked, ever perceptive. 

“Nothing,” he replied reflexively, and she paused the movie, waiting for him to continue.

“You…like me, right?” His voice was quiet, and if it wasn’t her he would be too embarrassed to ask such a vulnerable question. 

“I love you, actually.” She said it so casually he took a second to process the confession. Her smile was soft. 

Never one for words over actions, he sat up, closing the distance between them with a kiss.

...

Sam 

- I feel like Sam would try to cover any jealousy with a smile and positive attitude but something about the farmer “doting” on Alex and making him baked salmon really bothered him 

- He asks Shane for advice because that’s his work dad/adult and Shane just looks up at the security camera like it’s the office but does try to give advice because he’s fond of the kid 

- His advice is literally just for Sam to make a move because so help him god if he has to head about the farmers eyes one more time 

...

Elliot 

- He’s in denial that he’s jealous 

- I feel like Elliot’s solution to every emotional problem is writing

- He would probably end up projecting it onto his characters writing a scene where somebody is jealous (because he’s not jealous nope. He’s not jealous at all) 

- He’s a little moodier, a little more sardonic and eventually the farmer asks what’s bugging him–he assures her that it’s just difficulty with his novel

- He doesn’t say he’s jealous nope

- He's just gonna go full Gomez Addams and make love to them in a bit of a frenzy—I’m talking a trail of clothes, fucking her right on his desk.

- He’s leaving hickies, the farmer is being claimed 

- The farmer is being RAVISHED 

- He probably won’t bring it up bc he does trust the farmer completely and knows it’s his own anxiety and the farmer more than reassured him on the reg and he can trust that

...

I’m hiding my dumbass notes waaaaaaay down here

I wrote this while zoinked and made up a whole ass bachelor named Mike and sat there for a good min wondering why I could remember anything about Mike, who the FUCK is Mike????

Am I writing Elliot ravishing the farmer on the desk? Yes, but this reply was getting a little long so it’s coming later

I’ve been a little slow on requests lately, but my spouse is going to be out of town for the next month so I should have a lot more time to working on these :) it brings me such joy every time I get that lil notification, thanks y’all <3

#Stardew valley #stardew valley bachelors #sdv harvey #sdv shane #sdv alex #sdv sam #sdv elliot #sdv sebastian #sdv fanfic #sdv fic request #snailwrites #sdv smut #jealous sdv bachelors

[bwoahtastic]

lando as dilf max's estranged son who comes to find him after original milf nico finally tells him who his dad is?? max loves being his dad and spoiling him and lando loves being spoiled, but definitely sees twink charles as competition for max's attention

Plss!! When Max was 18 he dates 21 year old Nico and alwsys teased Nico for being a cougar (how the tables have turned eith the Omega twink he is seeing now lol!)

They break up and nico is pregnant but doesn't tell Max, maybr isn't fully sure if it's max but Lando is so similar to his papa that he has to be!

Lando being 24 and wants to meet his dad but nico is hesitsnt, thinking Max maybe doesn't want to know Lando but Max is so excited, also eager to be on good terms with Nico!

Max spoils lando a lot and thinks it's amusing lando seems a little envious of Charles! He spoils both, takes them on holidays and gets Lando gaming equipment and Charles handbags and both are always welcome!

Also nico comes along one time and now charles is very jealous lol

#asks #alpha dilf max

[felixstudios]

hey would headcanons for how the managers (maybe even bosses too) react to being told by someone that they get gender envy from them be a dumb idea or

Random Corporate Clash Headcanons, You Have Gender Envy Edition

Duck Shuffler

🎰He laughs a lot

🎰 Doesn't really have any outward reaction that shows how he feels, he just asks you if you want to spin his slots

🎰He was secretly kinda flattered

Prethinker

🧠"It's only logical that you should feel envious of someone as smart as me, no matter in what capacity"

🧠Um... I'm not sure he really understands what gender envy is

Derrick Man

🛢️"......."

🛢️"Okay."

🛢️He goes back to work

Deep Diver

🫧He doesn't really know or care if you meant in terms of him being male, female, or both. He's just happy he's apparently some kind of gender icon to you

🫧She will probably ask you if you're trans and if you are, give you some tips

🫧Free trans supplies!!!!!

Rainmaker

⛈️She's a little confused and says sorry she made you jealous

⛈️ Doesn't really get what it means

⛈️Will ask what she can do to make it better

Land Acquisition Architect

🚦He's a bit confused but he eventually asks you what that even means

🚦When it's explained to him, he just kinda shrugs and says he's just been himself

🚦Then asks you nicely to please get off the land of C.O.G.S., Inc.

Gatekeeper

⚔️She's proud of her apparent accomplishment. Gaze upon her! For she is perfect.

⚔️Potentially will give you trans advice that's veiled as an insult Ex: "Thine shirt art but a disgrace to see!" is her way of saying your shirt looks great but does you no favors in trying to pass if that's something that you worry about.

Witch Hunter

🔱Scoffs and basically tells you to leave

🔱Thinks you're just tryna sweet talk him

Public Relations Representative

🧱He says thank you and asks if there's anything he could do to help ease any possible gender dysphoria you have

🧱Will probably try to talk to you more frequently afterwards

Bellringer

🔔Doesn't really know what it means

🔔Asks you if you're trans and/or have gender dysphoria

🔔Will then try to have a very loud discussion with you

Multislacker

🥪"Oh... that's, like, a trans thing, right? Sorry... I don't really know a whole lot about that."

🥪"I know it's a lot to ask since you've probably been asked like a thousand times, but... could you explain all that stuff to me?"

🥪He has a slight gender crisis by the end. He is egg. You made him discover he is egg.

Mouthpiece

☎️She doesn't really get it, but she's glad you look up to her somehow

☎️You get some free cookies for the road

☎️And a new sweater

☎️And a new scarf

☎️And a... oh that's a lot of gifts

Major Player

🎹He makes a big deal about it and then asks if you wanna dance with him

🎹Is genuinely very flattered he's a gender icon to you

🎹He give you... a free pride pin of your choosing. Don't worry about why he has so many, don't look into that don't worry about that don't-

Firestarter

🔥He apologizes for making you want something he has and literally asks if taking himself apart so you can take his suit/body as like your own Cog disguise would help you feel better

🔥Will also ask in what ways can he help you feel less gender envy about him

Plutocrat

🌑Gives you a bit of a confused look

🌑Tells you to leave

🌑Once you're gone, he asks one of his Satellite Inventors what the heck a gender envy is

Treekiller

🪵Laughs a bit and says that's a funny story

🪵Refuses to believe that a man who's quite masculine could be a gender icon. Not because he underestimates himself, he just doesn't really understand that kinda stuff

Chainsaw Consultant

🪚Stares at you in confused silence

🪚After several seconds, he just says, "What?"

🪚If you explain it to him, he just says, "Oh."

🪚He wasn't sure how to express being kinda flattered

Featherbedder

💤Doesn't really seem to care about it

💤Just takes a nap lol

💤They just weren't sure how to respond

Pacesetter

👟Well, of course someone as perfect as him would be a gender icon

👟He'll probably end up making extra sure he looks perfect as always around you because now he feels like he has to meet expectations to not shatter your image of him

#toontown #ttcc #corporate clash #toontown corporate clash #headcanon #ttcc headcanons #duck shuffler #prethinker #derrick man #deep diver #rainmaker #land acquisition architect #gatekeeper #witch hunter #public relations representative #mouthpiece #bellringer #major player #multislacker #firestarter #plutocrat #featherbedder #pacesetter

[idksmtms]

Girl I have like an entire storyline here lmao, I have a lot of imagination…too bad I’m not a writer lol. I’m not a native speaker so I apologize in advance if something is written in the wrong way❤️. 

So that was my idea for the Poseidon X Goddess! Reader:

I imagine her as a Norse goddess ( my favorite mythology) and this is kind of a crossover with marvel, but not really (everyone’s alive, but not mentioned and they live separately living each of them their own life, so no avengers, the members singularly exist but they are living at peace, just the occasionally battle, no war, no blip, no things like that, they are in the same universe but they don’t know each other tho) I hope this was clear 😫.

I imagine her as Thor and Loki’s younger sister (she is like 1000 years old or something)I don’t know what kind of goddess she could be, I was thinking love and war maybe, I love the goddess Freyja sooo… 

I imagine her as the scarlet witch but with blue colors, even blue hair maybe lol, she is different from other gods and goddesses, maybe even considered weird from some of them. 

They met when she was 800 or so, because before that olympians and asgardians did not like each other for centuries, so Loki, Thor and y/n have never seen Olympia. 

Once Kronos dies, Zeus and Odin decide to make an agreement, both parties could live at peace without risking any war, a friendly pact. 

Then they celebrate and everyone meet at Olympia, first meeting for y/n and Poseidon. 

Y/n is a beautiful goddess, her blue hair are iconic and unique and she has the power of love and war, so I would say that everyone were watching her, some were envious, others jealous, someone was even afraid maybe, they don’t really know how her powers works, she is kind of strange with her blue hair.

But of course, Poseidon was very intrigued already. They all take a seat in this very long table, and while Poseidon was watching her, for the first time that night, she was staring back at him, she could feel that he was not judging her like everyone else was doing, so she smiled. 

In the meantime I imagine the situation being a little bit chaotic of course, while y/n and Poseidon were just occasionally eying each other and EVERYONE could see that. Then they also dance together and  talk a little (other gods were already feeling the sexual tension lmao😏) . From that moment, they of course are very interested in each other, and in many occasions they talk, they fight together, and one day they kiss.

He is the only one that believes in her powers and is not afraid of her strength (beyond her family and her people of course). He would definitely kneel for his woman and admit that she is more powerful than him any day.

But they can’t stay together, because yes to peace, no to relationships between olympians and asgardians (forbidden love trope 👀).

They keep their relationship hidden for a very long time (with her powers, they could keep the secret from Zeus, Hades knew but he was fine with it and never ever said anything, hades is a Poseidon and Y/n fan in this), but one day Olympia declares war to Asgard because the lightning bolt is stolen and y/n is the one being accused…but guess who was it actually ? Hermes, the motherfucker found out why y/n didn’t want him, at first he thought it was because of the rule but then he caught y/n and Poseidon in the lake and let’s say they were not swimming 👀…yes they were practicing so they could have Percy a century later lol ( I don’t know if you write smut, this scene would need al lot of spicy details) 

So Hermes is the og Luke of course, the war doesn’t happen because they find the lighting bolt, everyone finds out about Poseidon and Y/n and another agreement is made, after a 100 or so peace, olympians and asgardians will never ever again have another interaction…

This was part 1, in the other Percy will be in it. I really hope you like it🦋🩵💙! 

WAIT WHY DO I KINDA SORTA RLLY LOVE THIS???? OK OK IM MAKING THE MASTERLIST RN SO GIMME A MIN AND ILL PUT IT ON THERE!!!

#asks open #send asks #send me asks #anon ask #answered asks #ask box #ask me anything #ask #requests #request

[gayerthanevertbh]

apeitheia - part eight.

pairings | scarlett johansson x fem!reader

summary | hollywood’s wealthiest actress, scarlett johansson, is happily married to her comedian husband. that is until she meets one of her staff in her brand-new company and starts to have a long-lasting affair - which is committing adultery and the disobedience that comes within. (THIS IS COMPLETELY FICTIONAL!)

warnings | slight make-out sessions, heavy arguing, angst, parental issues, and smoking a cigarette. 

notes | this chapter feels a little close to home esp with the issues with the parents lol x enjoy though.

series masterlist | masterlist | taglist series

She was kissing me hard, but her lips were incredibly soft like when you eat a peach. She tasted like a peach, and her hands were calloused but very gentle. We were on her bed while we kissed each other ghostly, our mouths connecting but not to the point where we would have a make-out session. She likes to breathe into my mouth as if she was taking a blunt. I just do whatever she wanted to do–basically admitting that I’m more submissive than she was. Scarlett knew that very well, in fact–teases me about it.

It’s been a week since we had our fight, and I have seen Scarlett being tensed whenever my phone would ring. I might’ve guessed that she’s reacting like that because of Scott, but I never questioned her otherwise. For me, I wanted us to stay healthy. I didn’t want to create chaos so I would not ask her if she was still upset or not. But the way she was kissing me, maybe she wasn’t so upset.

“You’re gonna be the death of me,” she says breathlessly, her tongue flicking out to taste the roof of your mouth. I moaned softly while my jaw was being held by her hand. “I might just have grown an obsession for you. It’s quite funny, isn't it, my love?”

I giggled quietly and pursed my lips together so our mouths were now close to each other–I felt my body being pulled in closer to hers. “Yeah, baby. But I like it.”

“I love you, I’m so in love with you,” her voice sounded so ethereal that I could hardly breathe from it. She kissed me fully now, our tongues colliding perfectly well. Scarlett pulls away with the sound of our lips smacking. “I’m so–God, you make me crazy. I really want to feel you.”

When she said I really want to feel you, I did not hesitate. Not even a single breath came out of me. I let her touch my breast, squeezing it with care. She was gentle with me, her eyes were connected to mine as she does her actions. It’s like she wanted to see how I’d react, and she loves every bit of it once I make a face. Or how I’d make a soft squeal once she presses her thumb against my covered nipple, her mouth nibbling on my neck with her eyes still pierced at mine.

While she kissed me with her hands on my neck, she could see a beam of light shining through her eyelids. She opens them and sees my computer still open on the desk, scrunching her eyes a little when she could see a small text message coming out from the laptop. My lips were still on hers, but her eyes couldn’t leave my laptop. The curiosity grew on her and immediately stopped our kiss with her hands on my chest.

“Scar?” I called out her name, my eyes still half-closed. But she wasn’t even looking at me, her eyes were so glued to the screen of my laptop. I got curious and looked back at my shoulder. Shit, I left my emails on. It’s not like I was hiding it from her, but knowing her envious moments–I have to somehow hide it away from her. She reacted very badly when she found out that Scott was with me all the time in the past, and I never brought him up again.

But what makes me so confused is how can she be so jealous of someone who isn’t even worth it. She must know how much I love her, how my undying love for her is never wavering away. It looked like she didn’t care, she didn’t want to believe me. It felt like she was pushing me away, and I wasn’t fond of it. Before I could even say a word, she stood up abruptly and walked to my laptop. I could see her fingers on the trackpad; eyes still pierced on the screen.

“Have it your way, pretty lady.” she read the message aloud, and I could hear the infuriating irritation in her voice. Scarlett turned slowly and looked at me with a darker shade of her eyes. I feel intimidated now. Scared, even. She whispers with a venomous tone: “You didn’t tell me about this?”

I sighed, clasping my hands together on my lap. She should know the reason why I never told her about it.

“Scarlett, I do hope you understand why I didn’t tell you.”

She scoffs and marches back onto the couch, sitting beside me but her eyes never leave mine–I could feel the sting in my heart, especially in my head. She points out, “That’s a lame excuse, did you know that?”

I closed my eyes to regain my thoughts and opened them back again once I have more confidence in myself. Because right now, I’m losing it.

“I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have hidden it from you. But you would react badly–”

She cuts me off by her standing up and pushing her fingers up on her nose bridge, pinching it hard. Scarlett says with a louder voice that haunts me through my bones, “You fucking hide that shit behind my back. Why? Are you fucking him?”

“Oh my god,” I say with an exasperated sigh, slapping my hands onto my lap hard–as if controlling my anger since she was practically yelling at me. She was jealous, again! And she wouldn’t even explain why she’s even jealous. “Scarlett, if you read that properly, you would’ve–”

“I think I may have read that perfectly well.”

“Well,” I responded with an emphasis to mock her as I stood up from the couch, our height almost the same as I do so. But she was a little taller than me so I still felt so small. “You didn’t. Could you please tell me why are you so upset?”

“It’s because you fucking hid those emails from me, Y/N!”

“I only did that because you would react like this,” I sigh but my voice is starting to crack. Usually, when people raise their voices at me, I’d feel extremely emotional. It was very quick for me to even feel that way. I felt pathetic once I let out a string of emotion when she yelled at me that I hugged myself around my arms. “I didn’t mean to hurt you, Scarlett. I just–you would really react badly once you even hear his name.”

But her voice wasn’t calming down either, it made her angrier when I tried to reason with her. I didn’t mean for her to get upset, but I also didn’t want her to find out like this. If she weren’t yelling and feeling jealous to the point that it wouldn’t hurt me, then I’d gladly tell her everything. Is it okay to feel a little unsafe when it comes to her being jealous? Because if I admit, even with my tiniest voice right now, I feel very threatened.

“You–god, Y/N! I feel so fucking stupid,” she says, palming her forehead as she paces around the living room. I watched her intently, wondering what she’ll do next, as I stood in my spot–still hugging myself. “Scott is a menace to me. He’s nothing to you, right? So, stop fucking talking to him.”

“If you would read–”

“I don’t want to even hear it,” she dismisses, her hand in the air to halt my speaking. Now, I incredibly felt small. I felt smaller and smaller once she wouldn’t stop speaking about Scott. She didn’t get my message, she didn’t even understand. Was I having doubts about this relationship? Is it really that hard? “I can’t even look at you right now. I just–he wouldn’t leave you alone, and you’re still texting him, knowing that I’ll be upset.”

She continues on with her rants, not letting me speak. And if I did, she would tell me to shut up. Now, I was already crying–no, sobbing in fact. I had to cover my mouth to muffle out my whimpers, but there was no use. Scarlett was very upset, which makes me think that maybe she has anger issues.

“I have to go,” she murmurs and grabs her brown coat that was hanging by the rack near the door. I reached for her wrist and whispered defeatedly, “Please don’t go. Let me explain, please? Baby, you know that I love you.”

She scoffs once more and wears sunglasses, covering her eyes that seem red from forming tears. She whispers back, “I don’t know anymore, Y/N. I don’t believe you anymore.”

As soon as she walked out of the door, she cried freely but kept her mouth shut. Her feet padded through the pavement of her house, walking to her car that would take her somewhere that would cool off her mind. She felt extremely immature with her fight with me but still kept walking as if she was proud of what she caused.

I could hear her car igniting with the engine and driving away until the sound of her car faded, which made my heart feel heavier. I still had my arms around my torso, hugging it tightly as I used to when I was a child. With the way she raised her voice at me, I felt like a little girl again. It felt like another reality where you shifted–and it didn’t feel good. It made me feel pathetic, like how I said that a while ago.

OCTOBER 15, 2022: PAST.

“Do you ever reach out to your parents?”

My body stiffened once she asked me that question. I stopped in my tracks, even with my hand on the butter knife. My parents were something that I never wanted to talk about–I’ve never technically opened it up to Scarlett, and I hope not to. So I had to come up with a lie to hide something; which I am.

“Sometimes.”

“You never call them,” she pointed out, blowing out the smoke that was in her mouth. She flicks the bud onto the ashtray that I’ve bought and asked again, “Do you have a bad relationship with them?”

Her question made me feel more intimidated and my body deflated even more. I shake my head and press the sandwich together, bringing the plate to our bed where the sheets are crumpled from our previous sex. I sat down beside her and gave the other half.

“I don’t know,” I shrugged my shoulders, praying to god that she’ll forget about this. “I’m not talking to them right now.”

“They do know we are dating, right?”

I told Ma and Pa about my relationship with Scarlett, but I had to change her name to Ingrid so that my parents won’t have speculations. I shrugged again and took a large proportion of my sandwich. “I mean,” my mouth was muffled with the food. “I did tell them, yeah.”

“I’d like to meet them someday,” her face was bright–it’s like she’s excited to see my parents, which I think will take a long time to happen. My heart broke from the thought of it, knowing that Scarlett can’t ever see them. Or maybe she would. I’ll let fate decide. She asked with her lower lip jutted out, “You okay, sweetheart? You seem quiet.”

“Oh,” I sighed, shaking my head lazily as I pressed my temple against her chest; my heart beating normally once I felt her warmth. “Nothing. I was just thinking.”

“And what would that be?”

“Just life,” I responded, the slumber taking over my head as well as my body. And I could tell she was feeling the same way since her fingers weren’t playing on my skin as much. “I love you, Scarlett. I love you very much.”

I felt her lips on my forehead and I could feel the immense happiness that is spreading all over me like a virus. Except that, her love was never a virus. She kissed my forehead twice before whispering: “I love you more, petal.”

Scarlett would make love to me every day. She was staying at my apartment for a week since her husband was at a golf club competition. I didn’t mind, I let her in as usual. She thought about bringing me to her house but I told her that it would be a lot more complicated since there could be speculations about our relationship. She agreed but was pushing to stay at her place, I felt awful that I had to dismiss the offer. You could never be too sure about everything.

We were now by the cliff where you could see a landscape of the sea that was right in front of my eyes. Scarlett was smoking a cigarette, hanging her arm out of the window while she watched the view with me. She had her sunglasses on as well as her hair tied up in a bun, listening to The Smiths as usual. I’d play my Lana Del Rey songs on her radio too, but I felt like listening to her songs for now. We have this kind of connection when it comes to music, we are deeply connected through it.

“I wish they would know my love for you.”

I let out a small hum and turned my head lazily at her, lifting my eyebrows in confusion. “Who’s they?”

Scarlett gives me a small smile and takes another blunt, blowing a huge puff out in the atmosphere in her car. She mumbles, “Just my parents. I’m sure they’ll love you, you’re their type.”

You’re their type. Joy swelled in my heart as she said those words, I could feel my mouth creating a smile and try to hide it with my palm onto my mouth that was leaning against the window. I responded with a whisper, “I hope so too. I don’t think anyone–”

“No,” she says. “My parents are going to love you once I file for that divorce. They would absolutely love your humor.”

“You think so?”

She smiles at me and leans in to kiss my lips, it was a quick peck though–nothing too deep. But it was an assurance from her that I love to feel it from time to time. I watch as she presses the bud down onto the ashtray of her car and said, “I know so. Do you think your parents would adore me once they find out?”

Not this again. Why do you keep bringing them up?

“I don’t know,” my sentence was a stutter, it wasn’t clear enough and that made me feel a little frightened that she might react to it. But I added, “I know they would. I just–I don’t know, I’d rather not talk about it.”

She drops her hand to the steering wheel and I could hear her sigh a little, but her voice was perky enough that I was convinced that she would drop the subject.

“Okay, baby. I understand.”

She started driving again and my head was leaning against the window, passing by the dried grass that was surrounding us. The sea looked perfect, magnificent, and clearly eye-catching. I wondered what it would feel like if I could graze my hand against the seawater, to feel the coolness of it. I wish I could be as calm as the sea where you don’t have to do anything but swoosh, and swoosh, and swoosh. It’s a healthy lifestyle, a mindset that I want to be on. But what’s enough for me is that her hand is holding mine and kissing my knuckles, with the fainted sound from the radio that would casually bob her head.

You’re nothing. You can never graduate from that school, it’s exhausting to pay for something so big when you don’t have the brains for it.

Those words are always in my head every day, and whenever I pick up my phone to call my father–I would simply put it back down and never open it again for the rest of the day. Was I resenting? Yes, somehow. Could you blame me, though? I thought parents were supposed to be supportive and loving. And throughout my life, they have never shown me single care about anything I liked. It's usually what they like, what they have to offer and you just have to stick your chin up and accept it. But once I do it, I get yelled at. I got scolded and said that I was a dumb kid.

And maybe I’ve fallen for that, maybe I was just a dumb kid.

I can’t believe I have to take care of you. Look at your sister, she’s thriving. And you? You’re just pathetic as usual.

PRESENT.

The paparazzi were everywhere once I came back to the city. I was thankful enough that I have a tinted car, otherwise they would find out that I’m still not in a good state. The divorce of my marriage with my husband was private, and I’d like to keep it that way. So if anyone finds out about the divorce, they could attack Y/N. And I simply couldn’t handle that, not right now.

I drove back near the house and stayed by the parking lot–regaining my thoughts and with what happened a few hours ago. I could fully admit that I was gone a little mad at a small thing, and she had every right to blame me for it. I didn’t see the bigger picture, I didn’t listen to her. God, if I just listened to her then maybe I’d be kissing her right now. But no, that’s no longer the case. I constantly check my phone if she has written me a message, but there was none. Not even a single call from her. I only see Lizzie’s text messages from last night, as well as from my lawyer who’s helping me get through this divorce. But there were no messages from Petal, absolutely none.

And this is the moment where I get worried. Was she sick of me now? Did she want to leave me? My heart pounds that ring through my ears until I’ve felt guilty enough to drive home. I didn’t even park my car straight once I came back from the house. As soon as I walked inside the entryway, something felt incredibly off. There was no sound from the house, no music that was usually played by her. It was awfully quiet, and I felt immediately scared from the thought of her leaving me.

You can’t leave me right now, petal.

I marched to the second floor and immediately burst inside the room, where I see none of her. I saw the door to my walk-in closet open and to the other side was my bed which looked very crumpled. Fuck, no, please. I blinked twice and called out for her name, but I don’t see her. I walked to the closet with my weak knees and saw how the other row was empty; a little only though, I could still see some of her clothes. I went back to the bed and sat on the edge of it, feeling my chest heave to control the tears that are about to come out of my eyes. I took a deep breath and saw a glimpse of a white note that was on the desk. My feet were up once more and I took a few steps to the desk, grabbing the paper and reading the note aloud like it was if I was reciting it.

Scarlett,

I have to leave for now. I know you may have a lot of questions, but I do hope you understand why I had to leave. If I have to be honest, I did not like the way you yelled at me. The way you treated me as if I had no side, I felt like I couldn’t say anything because then you would be upset. This has happened many times, please don’t deny it anymore. I love you so much, I do purely, but I hate being treated like I’m not a person or your lover. I responded to Scott, saying that I no longer wanted to contact him and that hoping he would stop too. But you got the context wrong, very wrong. You just saw his name on the screen and immediately–you went ballistic.

Please know that I’m not upset with you, please don’t think that way. But I need to distance myself from you because I don’t think we are good for each other right now. Trust me, we aren’t. Your jealousy is pushing me away, I hoped that you could trust me because I thought we were in a relationship. It turns out that it doesn’t look like one, it felt very one-sided. I should have told you earlier, that was my mistake. And I’m very sorry that I had to keep it away from you. But you do have to understand that I only did that so you wouldn’t react badly to it. Well, look where it got us now.

You will see me when you see me. Let the time choose itself, do not come to me when you have not accepted the fact that what we are doing is not okay. If this continues on for months, I will have to stop talking to you. And if that happens, I’m convinced that you are no longer in love with me as much as I’m in love with you.

I love you, Lovie. Take care of yourself.

Your girlfriend,

Petal.

I crumpled the paper and threw it onto the ground, wishing it would make a loud clashing sound. But it didn’t–which made me angrier. I start to push my picture frames onto the table and covered my reddish face with my calloused hand, trying to calm down from the situation. What I hate most about myself is that she was right. How I reacted in front of her was out of proportion, of course, I should’ve seen the way I treated her. It made me feel sick to my stomach that I had to talk to her like that, pretending that she had no voice.

“God,” I mumbled to myself and sat back down on the side of the bed, her side of the bed. I pushed my head against the pillows to inhale her scent as I let out a loud unmelodic sob that was creeping up on my chest. I held onto the pillow, clutching it like it was her who I’m hugging now. I continued to sob and call out her name, smelling her scent at the same time. This was the second time that she has done this, but this time–it all felt too real. It felt like she left me and I was the one who ruined everything.

Despite my anger and frustrations about Scott, I should’ve let her speak. I should’ve listened to her like the good girlfriend I am. But she’s gone, again. And I don’t think I can handle it if she ever comes back, I need to reshape my life. My jealousy towards Scott was pointless; he’s not even talking to me, I’m not talking to him. I trust Y/N enough that she won’t ever talk to him, which she did but told him to stop contacting her.

I blew it. I’m very broken by the situation that has happened–and I continued to mourn for her touch and beg for her kisses. She no longer lives in that apartment, so I can’t follow her. And if I do contact her, it’ll make it worse. There’s nothing I can do but to really reshape everything in my life right now.

Divorce my husband and marry her, those were the only goals I have to focus on right now.

taglist: @when-wolves-howl  @disappointment99 @mysticalcandyking @onetruwhore @d14n4ol @aliancvnas @princess-kennys-rats @aru-son @just-another-ant1 @blinkmuch @natashalovers @natasharomanoffswifeyyy @mrsromanoff @monaekelis @anxiousgoldengirl @nanathebb @bipolar-ride @blckwidowsbf @lizzieolsen89 @mrsrushman @simpforolderwomen @silverstarr13 @gryffindorkromanoff  @untitled7717 @daddynatasha @simp4nat @natasharomanoffswife17 @scarlettsnat @splatashaizgay @mrs-johansson @agent99galanzo @aeroae @sweet12sorrow @mmmmokdok @dubleshcpi

#natasha romanoff x reader #scarlett johansson x reader #natasha romanoff x you #scarlett johansson angst #scarlett johansson x you #scarlett johansson fanfic #black widow x reader #black widow x you #apeitheia series

[yanderes-galore]

Okay, thank you for letting me know :3

Can I request romantic yandere Hypno (rottmnt) headcanons please?

Hypnotism and Yanderes... *shivers*

Note: Anon suggested this song for Yandere Hypno and I AGREE. Your brainrot is infectious. I could make a whole short of him and his darling to this song I swear-. Song here

Yandere! Hypno/Mezmer-Ron (ROTTMNT) Concept

Pairing: Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Manipulation, Hypnotism, Obsession, Clingy behavior, Delusional behavior, Implied kidnapping, Forced relationship.

- Hypno is such a dork, he'd probably be so affectionate towards you.

- He's talkative, honest, and very genuine with his feelings.

- He wouldn't really be one for over the top deception and genuinely just adores you.

- He can also be envious/jealous at times.

- Hypno may be a bit of a hopeless romantic.

- He gets head over heels for you rather quickly.

- If the Hippo suit episode has taught me anything, lol.

- Hypno would be Obsessive, Clingy, Manipulative, Affectionate, Dedicated, Protective, Delusional and Flirtatious.

- He always wants to impress you.

- He's a magician, he's meant to put on shows, he'd be showing you all sorts of tricks.

- For example, he pulls roses out for you, maybe even a few doves.

- He dedicates a lot of performances to you....

- Warren often comments how Hypno is entranced by you and that it gets in the way of schemes to stop the turtles.

- Hypno then tries to play it off even though what his friend says is true.

- It's like you used hypnotism on him.

- Oh, he just loves you.

- Probably is the type to use all sorts of lovey dovey names to refer to you, even if you are just... confused by it.

- You'd think as a magician he's great at mental deception.

- Yet he's so genuine with his feelings it's hard to hide his emotions and obsession.

- You'll figure out how he feels towards you relatively quick.

- He's so affectionate and clingy, too.

- Hypno is probably one that enjoys the size difference between you because he's a hippo mutant.

- He may he a hippo, but he's as affectionate as a puppy.

- Unexpected hugs from him always catch you off guard as he scoops you up into his arms.

- He just wants to kiss you everywhere....

- He would not let you go for hours, too.

- Hypno would just hold you and mutter how much he loves and adores you.

- It goes without saying Hypno would be manipulative.

- He knows hypnotism, if you didn't reciprocate his adavances he can rely on his spell.

- It takes only a word and you're under his spell.

- He promises to take good care of you if he does need to hypnotize you.

- You'll be a cute little puppet.

- If you ever did acts with him you would definitely be his assistant, along with Warren.

- He is very dedicated towards you.

- He feels if you're happy, he's happy.

- Except not to the point of if leaving him makes you happy....

- He loves you too much to let you go.

- Hypno does not seem like the type to murder right off, but he would kidnap.

- If he does hypnotize you he only becomes more delusional.

- He believes you truly love him all on your own, that it's not some spell controlling your actions.

- You hug and kiss him willingly.

- That's what he's willing to believe, despite what others tell him.

- This is true love.

- He knows it!

- He is hopelessly obsessed with you.

- Hypno would not be a sadistic Yandere towards you, he is just really affectionate.

- Best you find something to block his spell.

- You may never get away otherwise.

#yandere rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere rottmnt #yandere teenage mutant ninja turtles #yandere tmnt #yandere hypno #yandere mezmer ron #yandere rottmnt hypno

[em-writes-stuff-sometimes]

Em - (which happens to be my name too, so hi!!!) - I know traitor traitor was just an AU but Rhaenyra in chapter 2 has me on edge. Like I love Rhaenyra - I really, really do - but I don't think she'd stay away from a man she wanted (let alone Daemon) just because he was married.

Rhaenyra is just as jealous and selfish as Daemon (which in part, is why their chemistry is so great). I'm almost expecting some sort of desperate, half-formed, badly planned hail Mary attempt from her at making it work with him. Literally the only reason I'm not freaking out is cuz Daemon seems aware that something is not quite right.

Like I know maybe I'm just a little shook from the AU and maybe I'm just reading too much into it, but ngl despite all the fun babey-runs-away-to-the-Vale-and-lives-pettily-ever-after asks, I just want her to be blissfully happy with Daemon forever. And I want Rhaenyra to be the best big sister. Babey deserves good things and all the love.

Idk life is wayy too short and painful for angst in my favourite series. My heart won't survive it. Please.

ANNOUNCEMENT: DON'T PANIC, EVERYONE!

This is not the start of a jealous!steal-yo-man!Rhaenyra, so please don't worry! Now, I don't usually deliberately spoil upcoming plot threads, but I anticipated this one causing a fair bit of anxiety in light of the recent AU blurb I released, lol. So, with that in mind, let me give y'all a little insight into what Rhae-Rhae's weird response was all about in Chapter 2.

So, a lot of people will jump straight to "oh, she's tryna steal Daemon etc.", which isn't really what it's about for me. My thoughts are that she's kinda feeling a bit confronted and alienated by Babey's experience with pregnancy. I've always headcanoned that the whole Rhaenyra/Laenor attempted conception was less a 'he couldn't get it up for me' thing and more a 'he's infertile' thing; Rhaenyra did the next best thing, which was to find the most loyal man she could in the den of snakes that is King's Landing, and produce much-needed heirs with him. Heirs were necessary for her to consolidate her already precarious position, and demanding an annulment from Laenor would've been a potentially conflict-inciting incident with House Velaryon. She did what she had to.

But, in saying this, it means she hasn't been able to have the 'ideal' pregnancy story with Harwin or Laenor. Laenor, she's not in love with, but he's her husband and yet her sons aren't his, so the anticipation and excitement he has is always going to come with that sour feeling of not being able to 'do right' by him (patriarchal society vibes and all that - we may not agree as a modern audience, but I see Rhaenyra as feeling quite tortured by her lack of trueborn children when she really thinks about it). Whereas, with Harwin, she does love him - but he can only ever be her lover and would likely be executed for treason if the Realm found out. She can never acknowledge that Jace and Luke and Joffrey are his.

So, to see Babey get to parade her pregnancy loud and proud, getting to have the daddy be so obviously the daddy with none of the above complications, is hard for her. Laenor can be as enthusiastic as he likes, but at the end of the day, the kids aren't his biological sons. And Harwin can be as doting behind closed doors as he can, but no one can ever know or celebrate his fatherhood over the boys. Babey's children will know their father and call him 'father', and Babey won't be the source of speculation of infidelity in the way Rhaenyra is. These feelings might not be fair to Babey, but I don't blame her for having them.

Not to mention, she's always gonna have that what-if vibe with Daemon, too; I imagine there's even a very small part of her that's finally acknowledging that she's a bit envious of Babey for having the man she always envisioned herself with. She's never going to act on those, and it isn't about still desiring Daemon, exactly, but rather a feeling of being trapped in circumstances of secrecy and silence that Babey's never going to have to experience. She gets to have the life Rhaenyra in some respects should have had, and it's a really awful thing to admit to yourself that you feel. Rhae's probably also feeling really guilty about it all, too.

So, those are my thoughts on this - I do hope they help clarify some of the worries, readers!

BTW: Hi Em! Nice to meet you, haha!

#fanfiction asks #fanfiction comments #terms of endearment discourse

[fungusfairgrounds]

People are doing a screenshot of an ask box thing on twitter from tumblr for their oc x canon im just gonna do it here+skipping some i dont wanna answer. Sorry if this ends up in a tag cause i say their name or w/e idc.... enjoy the fruits🍑🍐🌺🌟🌷🌻🌷🌻🌷

Grushangel answers in blue Hydieon in pink

1. Who makes the other blush all the time and who finds it adorable

I think they both make each other blush and they both think its cute lol...but Angel has an easier time flustering Grusha.

Hydie isn't quick to fluster, so Leon probably blushes more in that sense. They're both happy blushers though and both think its cute

2. Who sings in the shower

Angel hums sometimes, I don't think Grusha sings in the shower

Both probably, really loudly

4. Who embarrasses the other in public with kisses and pet names

Angel and grusha are always calling each other pet names its not that embarrassing to them. It is probably embarrassing to their little siblings if they're there, though...#cringe. They don't really kiss in super public places, so if one kisses the other at the store or somethin it might make them a lil shy. I can see it either way

Hydieon dont caare they're PDA kings lol

5. Who curses, and who reprepends the other for it

They all curse and are responsible about who they curse in front of. Hydie might sometimes forget but hes not scolded for it. Weird ass question

6. What small quirks do they love about each other

I want to answer this one but I can't think rn I'll come back to it maybe ✌❤

7. Who makes the other laugh more

Angel and Grusha both make each other laugh a lot, its one of the initial reasons they're so fond of each other [:

Hydie probably makes Leon laugh more but Leon is always so giggly with Hydie to me so. Lala

8. Who gets jealous easier

Grusha definitely I think... not like super jealous per say but more so he just sometimes wants to hang out with Angel alone since its a rarity so when others get to hes just gr..

For Hydieon I donnt know I dont think theyre particularly jealous people. Maybe envious of some things but idk

9. How did they know they were right for each other

I got no clue how to answer this one but I do want to say I dont think there was an all knowing moment I think they are just happy together and make life joyful for the other and inspire the other to be better and grow and thats enough

10. Who brings up the subject of kids first

I think Angel always wanted a baby, but didn't know how Grusha felt so he never brought it up + they're already raising their little siblings so it felt like a tricky subject. So, he's pretty happily surprised when Grusha actually does bring up that he wants to be a dad. Also important to me cause shows a lot of healing in Grusha too...

I feel like they both kinda bring it up but in different ways ? Hydie is more subtle and points out lots of baby things in stores or mentions the families around them etc etc Leon eventually is the one to actually ask about it

11. Who's adorable when they're sleepy, and who gets grumpy and irritable

I dont like how this question is worded i dont think any of them are adorable per say

I think if anything Angel can be a little silly tired, but he's usually just groggy and zones out a lot. Grusha seems like he would be either cranky or really sad when he's tired.

Hydie might either be a tad snappy or very spacey depending. Leon i think doesn't change much I think he is good at hiding when he is very tired minus the several yawns.

12. Who's more protective

Grusha lala... i think he gets overly worried at times. Angel cares too but I think Grusha's experiences made him prone to really worry about the safety of those he cares about.

Both Leon and Hydie are super protective of the other haha... I think they are both willing to sacrifice themselves for the other

13. How do they express their feelings

Angel and Grusha both like to make the other laugh to express their love... they tease each other a lot too. Whenever they get time for just the two of them they enjoy every moment, and even if family is there they still do little things to feel closer. They are almost always holding the others hand when they're out and about on errands lala.

At home they show care and love a lot too by taking care of each other the best they can. Grusha often has one of his pokemon go with angel when he goes off to work on art to make sure he stays safe. Angel makes sure Grusha eats well and always has a dish he likes at meals. When Grusha moves in, Angel invests in a lot of small things to make Grusha's life easier since he's disabled.

They get each other promise rings too when Grusha moves in...i dont wanna write it all out rn but felt like an important bit about how they express love.

Hydie and Leon just love to have fun together, making the other smile just makes them feel very loved I think. I wrote more but tumblr deleted it when I saved the draft and I don't want to rewrite it #sorry

14. Where would they go on a 3 am adventure

Angel and Grusha live on glaseado mountain and its always snowing so I think a 3 am adventure might be dangerous for them. If anything they might go to the convenience store, they don't want to leave home too long since their lil brothers also live there and might need them.

Hydie and Leon might go just about anywhere lmao. They might be out camping, or walking in the empty streets and looking at the stars. Maybe at the park on the swings and just laughing and playing. I think its nice for Leon to be out like that and not worry about being flooded by people...even if the two are sleepy the next day its worth it.

17. Who picks flowers for the other

Grusha would pick flowers for Angel I think if they are out and about... in general Grusha does like to buy Angel flowers a lot too.

Both ! Leon really likes getting Hydie bouquets while Hydie likes to bring home picked flowers for Leon+ cuttings from the garden for them both to enjoy

18. Which one wears the "im with stupid" shirt

Angel

Neither

19. Whos the better dancer

Angel isn't a good dancer I dont think but he probably wins by default cause Grusha only has one real leg

I think Hydieon dances silly but they do love to dance together. They dance in the kitchen a lot or in the garden, lil moments of joy

20. Who infodumps and who listens with heart eyes

I think this question only fits Hydieon lmao anyways the answer is both, they love to listen to each other talk and take turns sharing their fixations

#formatting this on mobile Stank #Hydie time #Angel time

[marshmallowprotection]

Oh! Uncle Saeyoung made me thing about something lol

What if MC (his or not) have like younger sibling/cousin etc, but they can't speak English nor Korean like maybe they just moved ( MC and their family) and the child speaks only their native language.

And maybe let's say that Saeyoung don't know this language except for like hello, yes, no, thank you etc?

Saeyoung would be excited. Giddy, even. Do you know how badly this man wants to be able to learn every language on the face of the planet? If you present him with the challenge of learning a language that he's not yet mastered, he is going to eat that up like a piece of cake.

Not only does he want to learn it to be able to properly communicate with you and your loved ones, but it's also important to him that he's able to bridge the gap between his understanding with the rest of the world. Language can be a great way to do that. 

Being able to talk to your younger family member would be a good motivator. He's great with kids and the more he puts into his studies, the easier it'll be for him to hang out with them and play babysitter if need be. That's probably what excites him the most. For the chance to play babysitter with you and have a little fun for once.

He never got to experience a lot of stuff that kids get to have, so this is one way for him to be able to do it.

He gets to go out and see the world through the eyes of a child that was never hurt the way he was. 

It's poetic. It doesn't make him envious or jealous to think that a child gets everything that he didn’t.  His major goal in life is to learn how to communicate with others and to make sure that no child is ever hurt the way he was. If he can make a difference in the world by starting small from this point, he can make a difference for people all over the place if he keeps working hard.

The more languages he learns, the more likely it is for him to be able to speak in places he never would have considered before. There's always a child in need somewhere, and he wants to make a difference in that kid's life. 

#nanoko aishino #ask #mystic messenger #mysticmessenger #mysme #mm #choi saeyoung #saeyoung choi #luciel choi #choi luciel #707 #seven mysme #seven mystic messenger #seven mm #mm seven #mysme seven #mystic messenger seven

[luckyqueenreign]

I posted this elsewhere but I want your thoughts on it. I love your takes! Also Hi! I was Ozzy obsessed anon.

I think Marshall is jealous of Ozzy. You know how he said in beer pong he wanted to match with Ozzy and dress the same as him but Ozzy didn’t want too. I think that’s actually quite telling. I think he’s a little envious of his brother in certain ways maybe. That coupled with messing up his bookings and being fired by him. If the thing he wants most is Ozzy’s approval then this could explain Marshall’s behavior. He’s just being dumb about how he processes it by not processing it, being angry, and trying to get him back/talk to him. His methods are just plain ridiculous and hurting other people in the process.

I think Marshall going for who Ozzy is into. (MC) Feels like it was on purpose to hurt Ozzy. I don’t think Marshall’s feelings are genuine rn for anyone. I think that’s why he moves onto Amelia. He isn’t as confident that he could get MC to choose him and away her. He also might slightly feel guilty because Ozzy really likes MC even if MC doesn’t like Ozzy. So he moves onto someone Ozzy has no feelings for and hasn’t. That’s why he didn’t try it on with Grace even though it almost seemed like he would for a moment there last week when they (Marshall and Grace) pulled us for a chat. Marshall’s main objective is getting back to the Villa for Ozzy and will use anyone to do it until he starts feeling guilty about using people Ozzy genuinely likes. Even though Ozzy doesn’t like Grace romantically he likes her as a friend. I think after getting back to the Villa and Marshall x Ozzy boil to a head only after Will Marshall be open to us. I think unfortunately for Amelia. We are the twin Marshall is gonna fall for when he starts to be genuine. Marshall is not Marshall rn I’m certain of it. He’s doing whatever he can to get back to the villa.

I don’t think Ozzy has done anything wrong.

Also Toby please come in and take Amelia away.

OMG MY FAV ANON EVER!!!! HI BESTIE!!

🤯🤯 and holy shit this is so spot on i completely 100% agree with legit every word u wrote. It makes COMPLETE sense. if this is true It also sets Marshall up for a good redemption arc or at least will be good for fan fics lol. I wonder if the game will let us see Ozzy's face when Marshall walks in. Im sure Marshall is going to be super cocky and a dick at first. Especially with all the crap he talked about Ozzy. EEEK maybe Ozzy will see it at movie night!!! I replayed last weeks twice so that I could first see what Marshall & Grace wanted to say about Ozzy when I realized it was all bull, I just defended my boy and said I didnt want to talk about it. I hope he sees that as us defending him and not us being uninterested in him.

Cannot wait for next week now!!

#litg ask #love island game #love island the game #litg #litg s6 #litg double trouble

[dulcewrites]

With Aemond doting on Alaena, I feel so sorry for Daella. She never got this version of Aemond, I wonder if Aemond's affection for Alaena will make Daella jealous or angry she didn't get that treatment? Would Aemond's behaviour towards Alaena affect sisterly bond between Daella and Alaena? Does Aemond even realise he is doing the same thing Viserys did, but in reversed way? Favouring the youngest kids and treating firstborn in ill manner?

daella would be more envious of the environment/conditions the twins grow up in, than the twins themselves. Everyone else is living in a gritty drama while the twins give sitcom energy lol. Daella would more than likely take that out on Aemond, maybe even Cass, before her siblings. She sort of struggles with it already with alaric, who is very vocal about his love for both parents, namely his dad. Daella and Cass sort of have a silent understanding when it comes to it if that makes sense. Just because they have a strained relationship with Aemond doesn’t mean they need to include everyone on their misery. Daella doesn’t get any joy out of her siblings possibly feeling the way she does. Just like Cass doesn’t get any joy out of her kids possibly resenting their father.

But ofc there would be jealousy there. Like there was a time it was just the three of them (d, a, and c). Things were well enough to the point that even Cass thought something genuine could be there. Aemond was very involved with daella for a time. Then years later they finally settle into this little foursome post losing everyone, and their family unit gets rocked again.

Daella and Alaena’s relationship would be interesting. There quite an age gap there. Who even knows if daella will be in the castle by the time Alaena is old enough to sus out what a family dynamic even is. their relationship would also hinge on what type of person Alaena grows up to be. Daella would probably be described as ‘spirited’ or a ‘problem child’ by others (mind you she’s just traumatized). There may be a disconnect if Alaena grows up to be the ‘perfect princess’. But overall, I see daella taking her sister under her wing partly bc cass would not let anything else but that happen. also bc she knows how hard it is being a girl, especially a girl in a royal family.

As for the viserys and Aemond comp. I think Aemond tries very hard in older age. He is relatively self aware about how bad things have gotten which I don’t think viserys was. Or he was and just didn’t care. Which I guess you could say is a point in Aemond’s favor, but he is also the person who put himself in this position. He is trying to break a cycle and for that he is commended I guess. But just bc you want something to happen doesn’t mean everyone has to fall in line. Especially if you have hurt them in the past.

#fmo k&q au #I do think something clicked for him once the war started #well once nyra was queen #like was not telling Cass the right decision? no #but was sending the kids away a good one? yeah 🤷🏽‍♀️ #it is sad that it takes the possibility of them dying or held captive for him to get it but eh men I guess

[ryuichirou]

Hey Ryu! I loved the Shroudcest fic u made! I loved it alot! (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠) Tho it got me thinking abt the relationship between Idia and Azul. What if Azul and Robo/Human Ortho weren't on good terms with eachother? Would Ortho try everything in his power to make Azul flee? Would Azul just not budge or bck down, not even for a moment? What would Jade and Floyd do abt it? Would Idia find out abt Ortho's mischief and wrong doing or will he take Ortho's side and believe his lies? I sort of made it up I'm my head a bit. I feel like Ortho would be kind with Azul at first but slowly start to show signs of his unhealthy obsession with Idia, surrounding Azul with his envious and outrageously corrupted aura. But the minute Idia walks in he's all normal and adorable and Azul is just left with a shocked face. That's how I played part of it in my mind but idk what u will make out of it. Also what Abt other relationships Idia has? For example Lilia, Sebek, and probably Floyd? (Srry if I'm saying alot but I'm just rlly interested in what u think of it (⁠ㆁ⁠ω⁠ㆁ⁠)) Take ur time with this ask and have a great day/night! (⁠｡⁠･⁠ω⁠･⁠｡⁠)⁠ﾉ⁠♡

Thank you so much, Anon! I am very happy you liked that post.

It is so fun to think about jealous and obsessively possessive Ortho, so I can see why you ended up coming up with a scenario about him and Idia with Azul. Even though Ortho and Azul are friendly with each other, and Ortho really appreciates Azul for being Idia’s first friend, the scenario in which Ortho starts to develop jealousy and has doubts about AzuIde’s relationship could be interesting.

Because of his own jealousy and protectiveness, and maybe because he can’t always join Idia in the board game club’s meetings anymore, Ortho could start thinking about whether Azul is a good “candidate” or not. If you want to take it to the extreme degree, Ortho really could become openly (secretly from Idia) antagonistic with Azul, but I think Azul needs to actually do some harm to Idia for that to happen. Or something that Ortho would consider to be harmful. In that case, anyone would become Ortho’s enemy.

The problem with Azul is that he is very cautious and cunning, so he really wouldn’t want Ortho to be his enemy: not only it would be dangerous, it would also be quite unprofitable. It’s much better to be on good terms with Ortho, and Azul would try really hard to be his friend and make Ortho feel like he isn’t stealing his precious Idia away. He knows which buttons to push, and depending on Ortho’s attitude and state, it could either mitigate the situation a little or make matters worse lol

Jade and Floyd would just laugh at Azul, I think. They might help him if they find the entire situation amusing enough, like they could try to distract Ortho while Azul takes Idia somewhere, but the idea of Ortho going berserk is just too fun for them to do it properly. As long as Azul isn’t dead by the end of it, it’s all good.

I’m not sure how Idia would react to the whole situation, but he would definitely notice that something has changed in Ortho’s attitude towards Azul. The fact that Azul isn’t a good person isn’t a secret to Idia though, and (if the two are dating) he isn’t under the illusion that Azul isn’t doing it for money, a least partially. So his instinct would probably be to try to calm Ortho down and to say that he is using Azul just as much as Azul is using him, so it’s all good. Ortho wouldn’t buy it though, but he’ll pretend that he did for a while.

With Sebek, Ortho probably wouldn’t get as aggressive because Sebek isn’t actively trying to steal Idia away: they aren’t dating, they’re just being annoying to each other. So the only thing that I can think of is Ortho warning Sebek about the way he speaks about Idia. Which would still be very shocking to his fellow first years, because it feels like it came out of nowhere, but suddenly Ortho got very strict and kinda angry.

It’s a bit difficult to think about a scenario with Lilia, because I think Lilia is quite a respectable person in Ortho’s eyes. But the way Idia speaks about him and adores him makes Ortho really jealous. Like, at least Idia makes fun of Azul and speaks about how cartoonishly evil he is. But with Lilia/Crimson Muscle, Idia’s crush is so obvious, it’s like Idia isn’t looking at Ortho at all anymore. So, first of all, Ortho definitely reads all the chats Idia has with Lilia in-game, he doesn’t care about his privacy lol Second of all, I can see him surprising Lilia by showing up and telling him to treat his precious Idia better. With a very angry and serious face… Lilia would give him his general Vanrouge smug smile in return and say something about Ortho being very brave.

Ironically, I can’t picture Ortho not liking Floyd at all lol so I guess he would be upset because of his jealousy, but not aggressively angry. That’s just Floyd for you, maybe it’s because of his fickle nature, but even if Floyd kinda dates Idia, it doesn’t feel like he’s being taken away from Ortho. Floyd wouldn’t mind fighting a robot though…

So yeah. These aren’t as aggressive that you might have wanted, but this is just how I can see these scenarios. Maybe I just don’t want Ortho to be too upset with these boys lol

#replies #shroudcest

[the-one-who-lambs]

🐑🐑🐑 (3) (for the fic ask thingy in case this confuses u lmao)

3. What’s something you learned about yourself as a writer?

This is... a long one. TL;DR: It took me a while but I finally, actually internalized that I don't need to set goalposts for myself and consistently move them.

Story's gonna get vulnerable and involve a few other people too. Many of y'all probably saw me go through a whole character arc but I've never really talked about how I felt about this (aside from a couple close friends).

Around July/August, I noticed my readership going down because I had just finished a big writing project and I was moving on to other stuff/trying to figure out what my next big thing was gonna be. I have always always written for myself but ngl, getting lots of consistent engagement and then suddenly not as much anymore made me wonder if I was doing something wrong, if the quality of my works were going down. I vented to a group of friends (including you lmao sorry Juliet) about it and they were like "chill it's the beginning of the semester and people are getting rly busy it's ok" and I was like "yeah makes sense" but nope, I had just plateaued and was dropping off a little for a couple months.

Around the same time, I posted about reaching some sort of milestone and got an anon (maybe well intentioned but it seemed kinda backhanded) that basically said "oh if you ACTUALLY have that many reads that makes you the most popular writer in the cotl fandom. I'm gonna place u above everyone else due to this metric I just kinda invented." And once I noticed my readership had stopped growing and just kinda leveled off/dropped a little bit it made me anxious. Sadly, "keeping others interested" with my writing wasn't really a concern of mine until this started bothering me

I did know that recognition was not the same thing as talent but silly perfectionist brain thought "oough you're the exception btw. you're just not interesting anymore and therefore you're probably not as good anymore lol"

Anyway. October rolls around. I start getting some asks comparing my writing to bamsara's, starting with them mentioning little details that sound very similar but realistically are coincidences because sometimes multiple writers see a theme/motif and we all start chewing it. Anyway, it's obvious that anon is just trying to start shit. Maybe they saw how I'd been kinda beating myself up abt my writing for a little while and tried to make me jealous of them. I don't know. It's probably not worth trying to understand tbh. I just delete the asks. I keep anons on just in case there's a genuine concern.

at this point I'm gonna interrupt to say EVERYTHING TURNS OUT OK I PROMISE and I'm not tagging you in case it's a sore spot but Sara if you're reading this I'm literally so sorry that me learning the lesson I got out of this involved you getting these nasty messages too.

Bam posts something kinda vague about how they get compared to some writers they've never read before. I hope this is a coincidence but alarm bells are going off and I keep this to myself.

Anon keeps doing this every once in a while for a few weeks; at first it looks like anon is accusing bamsara of copying me (???? like i said, we're just exploiting similar themes) and then it starts turning into basically "they're doing everything you're doing but better." Bam obviously hadn't done anything wrong, so I keep supporting them as I do the other writers in the fandom. Eventually the anon gets kinda pissy that I'm not envious or trying to tear someone else down or whatever. I've kept this mostly to myself and they don't like that.

So when they send an ask in mid-November and this had been going on for a few weeks I finally answer an ask to tell them to shut the hell up (gracefully) and then I forget about it and go to sleep. Wake up the next morning and uhhh. See Bam feels like shit because they got a really scathing message. Comments say it happened during a stream and I check it to see if it's the same anon and it is. Fuck on a stick. I literally burn myself out with anger over the next two days until I donate to their kofi as a peace agreement. They reach out and apologize for something they didn't do and it takes me until now to realize that literally nothing I have worried about over the past few months matters at all.

Anyway. It all turns out fine because we become mutuals and hype each other up. Kicker is, whoever it was forgot to turn off anon in Bam's askbox so we got to block them and I'm pretty sure they deactivated too lmao. I reached out to a bunch of writer friends and checked in with them to violently spread positivity and I've been trying to violently spread positivity as much ever since. Yay. Happy ending but sucks that this had to happen for me to crush my anxiety. Bam and I are buddies now and I've also befriended many more writers since, too. cotl writers we are unionizing.

#hannah's rambles #Well.

[imogenkol]

7, 12, 19, 20, 24 for imogen!!

7. What’s one way your OC has changed since you first came up with them?

Well, she wasn't supposed to get a redemption arc at all when I first created her. Imogen's backstory and personality pre-Bix has stayed more or less the same, but I started writing her just a little more soft once her feelings for Bix are realized. She actually becomes a tiny bit compassionate towards others because she starts to see them through Bix's eyes. People start to matter to her. That's not something her or I had planned in the beginning lol

12. Is your OC self-destructive? In what ways?

Technically yes, but she doesn't see it as self destructive. Giving into the Dark Side isn't typically seen as a form of self care, but Imogen feels like it freed her for the first time. In her mind, she was a slave to the Light Side and in the moment she let that go, it felt like a weight lifted off her shoulders. That doesn't change the fact that the Dark Side is corrosive and it turned her into someone truly malicious.

19. How does your OC behave when enraged?

Imogen never screams or loses her cool. She gets quiet and focused. Her rage is a tool of precision that she's spent many years learning how to effectively wield and she becomes this nearly unstoppable force once she sets her eyes on whatever made her so furious. Honestly, Cal is the only one who's faced off with her like that and survived.

20. Does your OC have a tendency to get jealous? If so, how does this manifest?

Yes. Even as a Youngling in the Jedi Order, Imogen would feel very envious of her peers. As a child, she was very eager to please and didn't take it well when another Youngling performed better than her during a lesson. As an adult, she's very possessive of what she considers "hers" because a lot of things were taken from her in her life and she was constantly told to sacrifice what matters to her. Imogen won't willingly surrender anything easily and she makes that known. Especially when it comes to Bix.

24. What is an alternative life path your OC might have gone down? How different would their life be if they’d made those decisions?

God okay this one is such a loaded question so buckle up.

It's so hard to say what she would have chosen for herself because Imogen was taken from her family at such a young age (four) and raised to be a Jedi that any individualistic choices or ambitions she might have had never really developed. All she knew was that around the time the Clone Wars started (she was twelve) she realized she did not want to be a Jedi.

Now, the Order doesn't force people to stay. Hell, if you fail as a Jedi you can even go into the Service Corps and have a more chill lifestyle. But Imogen was a child who was strong with the Force and assigned to a hard ass Master because the Council sensed her temptation towards the Dark Side. How could anyone make big life decisions for themselves in that situation?

Ultimately, Imogen and Rejna were mismatched. If Imogen had had a more patient, understanding, and supportive Master, maybe they could have figured out what she really wanted from life and set her on a path that truly made her happy. Not to say Rejna was all bad and didn't care about Imogen at all. She truly loved her and wanted what was best for her, but she was so focused on forming this problem child into a Good Jedi that it pretty much doomed them both from the start.

All this to say that I don't know what Imogen would have been. Even if her experience with the Jedi had gone better, Order 66 still happened and she might've been killed anyway.

#asks #oc insp: imogen kol #THANK YOU LIZ I AM UNWELL ABOUT HER AS YOU CAN SEE <333