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fanby-fckry · 2 months

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4 hr. ago

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18 min. ago

🥺

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3 min. ago

alright, alright, princess puppydog eyes. i’ll keep healing.

#fr tho thanks charlie #i think i needed to hear that #irl source

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24 min. ago

smut writing tips: sexualise guilt

#writeblr writing tips #irl source

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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

1 hr. ago

You can't spell advertisements without putting semen between tits

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1 hr. ago

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1 hr. ago

I’m right tho

#cut me some slack vaggs #i’m trying to distract myself from fomo intimacy issues and crushing shame #irl source

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2 hr. ago

I like the term "gallows humor" because it always makes me think of someone getting sentenced to death and thinking "I have GOT to be the funniest person at my public execution"

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2 hr. ago

Your impending execution should be your second priority! Your first priority should ALWAYS be your commitment to the bit!

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2 hr. ago

remember, they can’t kill you if you never tell them the punch line 😎👉👉

#jester’s privilege #irl source

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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

3 hr. ago

What’s the word for horny but not in a sexual way like I’m horny for Halloween but I don’t wanna fuck a pumpkin you feel

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2 hr. ago

do u mean excited

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2 hr. ago

That’s it the bitch, thanks Vaggs

#changed my mind tho #would fuck a pumpkin #irl source

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3 hr. ago

i don’t have rizz i have one (1) big doll eye and many unsettling things to say

#irl source

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🕸️ angie-fluffy-bootz Follow

4 hr. ago

The fact that makeup is considered to be “mature” and “sexulized” implies that being a clown or mime is the sluttiest job out there

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3 hr. ago

damn, angel, just @ me next time

#🤪 #jester’s privilege #irl source

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5 hr. ago

how can people be so rude and not feel bad afterwards… When I don’t say thank you or don’t smile back I’ll think about it for 3 months straight and have flashbacks

#vent post #🌈 posts #irl source

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Jul 1

if I make it outta this alive, I’m gonna tell my crush I’m in love with him.

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Jul 1

fuck

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Jul 3

ya know, I don’t think I’ve confessed to someone and meant it in over a decade?

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Jul 3

haha would it be crazy if I said I forgot how?

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Jul 5

today’s the day. i’m gonna do it.

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5 hr. ago

guess what I did not do yesterday

#fuck why is this so hard? #i don’t know what’s wrong with me #fuck i need a drink

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Jul 4, 2013

Do you think Dad stays in Heaven because He too lives in fear of what He's created?

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6 hr. ago

I made this post 7 years ago after my wife left me and my life was falling apart.

These 7 years have been some of the darkest times in my life, and considering how fucking ancient I am, that’s really saying something.

I thought humanity was beyond cruel, that Sinners were nothing but awful, irredeemable monsters. My daughter and her hotel have taught me otherwise.

My life is finally looking up. I’m starting to regain a sense of clarity I haven’t had since fucking Eden. And I have her, her Fallen gf, and their rag-tag bunch of Sinners to thank for that.

So thank you, Charlie. I’ve said it in person, but I’ll say it again here. Thank you for showing me that the gift of free will was not wasted. That what I did wasn’t all bad. I love you, sweetie.

#wholesome

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7 hr. ago

Fanby’s Fake Dash Masterpost

#meta #fake tumblr dash

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#unreality cw #suggestive #fanby’s fuckery #fake tumblr dash #hazbin hotel #angel dust #charlie morningstar #niffty #vaggie #alastor #fizzarolli #lucifer hazbin hotel

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lets-try-some-writing · 1 year

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Okay, in regards to your Unicron is a parent to humans post, when you mention Unicron possessing an animal, I imagined a squirrel. Not some epic beast... I imagined the alien god of destruction sleeping at the center of the Earth as a squirrel.

But it fits. Squirrels are agents of chaos.

Squirrel runs into road, no one, not even the squirrel knows what's gonna happen. Squirrel gets under your vehicle's hood, chews the wires and makes a nest. Squirrel gets into the walls of your house, chews the wires and stores and insane amount of nuts. Squirrel gets cornered, jumps at you like a mad lad.

Could you imagine if Unicron just decided, "I'm a squirrel today and I'm going terrorize the Cybertronians and my brother can't even get mad cause chewing wires is what they do." Or "Hey, I'm a squirrel and travel-sized. I now shall nest in Raf's hair and protect the children this way."

Sorry this a wacked out thought that made me laugh, and felt compelled to share.

Dude I laughed for a solid minute reading this-

Agents of Chaos

After finding out about his surprise offspring, Unicron became protective immediately. But he quickly discovered several things, those being: He couldn't move or act all that much if he wanted to keep his spawn alive. His children quickly became fearful of anything that was abnormal to them. And lastly, fragging with the Cybertronians on his surface was far more enjoyable when there was nothing they could do to stop him.

With these thoughts in mind, Unicron devised the perfect avatar with which to protect, interact with, and care for his young while also making life difficult for everyone else and not drawing too much attention to himself. He searched the other organisms on his surface for days until he found it, the perfect avatar.

The squirrel.

It was chaos incarnate but so common in most places that it would fit right in even if Unicron used it for nefarious purposes. His chackling caused the earth to shake in places as he chose his first subject and took control of it. And while he did have some initial issues piloting the body of the small monster, he quickly got the hang of it and moved to meet the three among his many children who required his attention more so than any others.

Opting to go to Rafael, Unicron in the body of the squirrel quickly took up a place in the boy's arms, earning him a startled squeak and awed touches in response. Unicron chittered, oh so pleased with himself as he spent days refusing to leave Rafael alone, eventually gaining his avatar a place as the boy's pet, just like he planned. Then once he gained a solid foundation from which to work with, his avatar, now named Chitters, snuck into Rafael's school bag and snuck into the base that way.

Rafael was too busy working on his homework and chatting with his Cybertronian guardian to notice as Chitters wormed his way out of the bag and Unicron directed it to begin causing chaos. Unicron didn't want to totally sabotage the Cybertronians who called themselves Autobots, not while they were keeping his children safe. So he didn't direct Chitters to harm anything of importance, but he most certainly did go out of his way to make life hard for everyone. The squirrel quickly gained the ire of the entire team as Chitters tore into wires connecting to certain consoles in the base (never the groundbridge of course. Unicron couldn't risk harming his children after all). Chitters also stole small components from Ratchet's workspace and a few of Bumblebee's video games.

By the end of the day Chitters was banned from base and Rafael took him home with no small amount of guilt. Of course no matter what Rafael did to try and keep Chitters from getting into base, it was useless since Chitters snuck in by hiding on Jack and Miko of by straight up waltzing into the base via Unicron's aid. The abominable squirrel swiftly became an unstoppable pain in the aft that none of the team could do anything about and accepted since the squirrel kept coming back.

Optimus eventually accepted that he was being cursed and merely sighed when his datapads disappeared randomly only to be found later bitten to shreds by a determined squirrel. Ratchet however never gave up trying to hide his small items and tools, even when they were repeatedly found and stolen by Chitters at Unicron's behest. Arcee stopped fighting back when Chitters clambered all over her and gnawed on her outer plating like an irritating but ultimately harmless scraplet. Bulkhead and Wheeljack took to booking it in the opposite direction whenever the "demon squirrel" came near. Unicron abused their reactions until he laughed himself into a stupor, even more so when the two wreckers began carrying tower shields to try and fend the Chitters off. Bumblebee valiantly tried and failed to keep Chitters from destroying his video game controllers and very nearly crushed the squirrel in outrage after the fifth time he had to replace his controller.

Bumblebee: YOU DETESTIBlE VERMIN!

Chitters/Unicron: *destroying yet another controller* This is what you deserve you abominable creation of Primus!

Bumblebee: *chasing after the squirrel* PERISH!

Chitters/Unicron: MWAhAHA!

Every single member of the team hated the squirrel with a seething passion. At times Optimus, usually ever merciful, contemplated taking the squirrel out back and putting it down in the most gruesome way possible. His contemplative thoughts nearly became reality once when Chitters got into his personal datapads that he usually kept hidden away. Those were his only remaining items from his time as Orion and he may or may not have blasted much of the wall into scrap as he widely shot at the squirrel. That day Unicron learned Optimus's limits and he did not touch the Prime's personal items again. He wanted to cause chaos, but he didn't want to earn the true ire of Primus's chosen vessel.

The team hated Chitters and the children knew it. So eventually Rafael tried in vain to let the squirrel go for the sanity of everyone. Long story short, he failed. No matter what he did, Chitters always came back and nestled in his hair like an unwelcome louse. Unicron wasn't upset in the slightest at the children gathering together to try and attempt to get rid of his avatar. In fact he found it to be a fun game to find a way to sneak his avatar back into the Autobot base.

Of course not everything was fun and games for the chaos god, though he greatly enjoyed messing with the Autobots. The Decepticons were a real threat, one that loomed over the children every time they left base. As such Chitters followed the children whenever they left and proved to be far more dangerous than anything else out there once the squirrel got on a Decepticon. Unicron would not tolerate anyone touching HIS children, especially not a disgusting spawn of Primus.

Vehicons that got too close found a rapid squirrel in their joints, tearing away at cables and wiring while somehow managing to not be squished as the Cybertronian flailed. Starscream was met with a rapid squirrel to the windshield once when he attempted to bomb Bulkhead, and simultaneously the children. The seeker ended up crashing into a wall and very nearly being blown to bits. Knockout got scratched one time by Chitters and swore off touching the children ever again. Soundwave straight up avoided the squirrel and didn't bother with the human children upon seeing what Chitters could do. Breakdown once tried to squish the squirrel, but no matter how many times he attempted to, Chitters got back up and tried to maul him. Megatron very nearly got his optics destroyed once when he got too close to the children and has since put out a kill on sight order for the rapid avatar of Unicron (not that any heed it).

Seeing all this the team were suspicious as pit in regards to the squirrel. Ratchet tried to drop a weight on the squirrel only for it to bounce off harmlessly, earning awed and shocked expressions from the medic. Bulkhead and Wheeljack attempted to blast Chitters with a flamethrower only for the squirrel to brush it off and continue onward and chase the wrecker duo who screamed like human girls. Bumblebee made his own attempts to murder the avatar through various means ranging from but not limited to sniping, acid, drowning, crushing, and even suffocation. But nothing ever worked and in the end after months of enduring Chitters, Optimus knelt before the squirrel, glared at it, and ordered Unicron to get the hell out of his base until he behaved.

The chaos god obliged, not even hesitating after he very nearly sent the Prime into a rage when he touched his datapads. A few days later he returned and nestled in Rafael's hair again.

Optimus knew that Chitters was an avatar and the rest of the team sensed something else was off, but they never commented and focused their efforts on what needed to be done. They only really attempted to kill Chitters when they devised a new potential method of extermination. At which point they would try it out on Chitters just to see if it would work or not (which it never did).

#maccadam #transformers #transformers prime #team prime #unicron #tfp kids #unicron is a dad and he is fine with that #unicron is a dad au #he can and will screw the team over when he feels like it #but he also knows when the hell to stop #casing point optimus's stuff #chitters probably steals crap from the nemesis when he can sneak on to the vessel with a vehicon #imagine megatron wakes up in the dead of night after nearly killing the kids just to see a squirrel glaring down at him #he would be fragging terrified to not be able to find the thing later

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mrsshabana · 1 year

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Canon!Gyutaro x Modern!Reader

♥ CW: Female reader. Pure fluff!

♥ AN: Thank you again for 300 followers! I am posting this in celebration of this milestone. I wrote this months ago, just for fun. And it has been sitting in my drafts ever since. I think the theme is very fitting. And if you all like it, I wouldn't mind making a part two some day!

♥ WC: 1,117

I wonder if Mrs.Shabana posted anything new today?

You think to yourself, pulling out your cellphone as you walk down a dank alleyway. Checking tumblr has become a daily ritual for you ever since your obsession began. Gyutaro from Demon Slayer. Something about him just called out to you, he made his way into your mind and never went away. Slowly spreading until the fictional character consumed every one of your thoughts. You just wish that he was real…

With a sigh, you continue walking. Having just gotten off a long shift, you’re excited to get home and go to sleep. Not before reading a fanfic or two first of course.

As you continue down the alley you stop for a moment, “Yes!” Gyusimp just posted a new oneshot. You’re too excited to wait, so you decide to read and walk at the same time.

So distracted by your phone, that you don’t realize something is stalking you. Something that wastes no time in pinning you to the ground, flipping you over so it can slit your neck with its weapon.

Something you thought was impossible.

“Gyutaro?!” You squeal with a mixture of excitement, shock, and fear.

He’s straddling you with his sickle held up to your neck. Hearing his name come out of your mouth, his eyes widen. Stumbling off of you as you take in his appearance with awe. He looks exactly as he does in the anime, handsome and sexy as all hell.

“You… you’re Gyutaro!” you pinch yourself to make sure that you aren’t dreaming. Even though you are sure that your mental state has finally broken and your obsession is warping your perception of reality, you don’t care because Gyutaro Shabana is sitting right in front of you!

Knowing everything that you do, you should be deathly afraid of him. But your corrupted love for the man blinds you. Crawling forward to get a closer look at him.

When he opens his mouth to ask you a question, you have no idea what he’s trying to say.

He’s speaking in Japanese.

Oh fuck, this isn’t good. You somehow get the opportunity to meet the love of your life and here you are unable to understand each other. At least his name is universal, which is probably the reason why you aren’t dead right now.

“Um hold on…” you quickly pull out your phone to use a translator. Typing in what you want to say and letting it speak to him.

You type, “Please don’t kill me, I know who you are.”

Gyutaro cocks his head to the side and frowns, asking you another question in an irritated tone.

“I can’t speak Japanese,” your phone relays your message to him. He starts to scratch his skin but his expression softens a bit. You don’t know what you should do with him, if this is really happening then how the hell did he get here? Who knows, but you love this man so you’re gonna do everything you can to help him out.

“Follow me. I will take you to my home where it is safe.”

You hope that he’ll follow you. Not knowing what his current situation is, maybe he already has a safe place to stay? You assume that he doesn’t, as he begins following you.

You aren’t too far from your apartment, looking back every minute or so to make sure Gyutaro is still there. He follows from a distance, unsure if he can even trust you. You could be a demon slayer for all he knows.

You open the door to your apartment, and he hesitantly follows you inside. Once he’s in, you quickly run around to hide all of the Gyutaro merch you have. It’d be so awkward if he saw the body pillow…

Once everything has been shoved into your closet you bring out the translator again. You want to ask him so many questions but how will you even be able to understand his responses? You have an idea. On your translator app there’s an option for it to listen and translate the spoken words. So maybe you could go back and forth that way.

“This device will let us communicate with each other. Speak into it” you speak into your phone, it spits out your statement in Japanese.

Gyutaro opens his mouth to respond, and you hold the phone in front of him to speak into.

He speaks in Japanese and after a few seconds your phone gives you a translation, “Who are you and how do you know me?”

“My name is Y/N. I know you from a TV show.”

Gyutaro furrows his brows, “I do not understand what it means…”

The translation isn’t perfect, but it gets the point across. So if he doesn’t know what TV is, then does that mean he’s actually from the past? From the exact same universe as demon slayer? You try to say things in a way that he might be able to understand.

“A lot of people here know you. I like you a lot, so I want to help you.”

Your words seem to be making him even more confused, so you decide to just get to the important questions.

“How did you get here? Do you know where you are?”

Gyutaro shakes his head, opening his mouth to respond but then deciding against it. There’s something that he seems like he doesn’t want to tell you, “Do not know…”

“You aren’t in Japan anymore and it’s the future. You need to be careful here,” you respond to him.

“Can not understand. I have to find my sister.”

“Daki?” you say directly to him. Hearing her name come out of your mouth his eyes widen and he nods.

“I can try to help you find her.”

“How is a weak person like you going to help me?”

For a moment you forgot how mean he was in the anime… “I’m from this world, so I know where things are and how things work. You’ll need a place to stay away from the sun too. You can stay here.”

Gyutaro scowls and looks you up and down before responding, “Fine.”

If he was back in his world he would have killed you already. But he doesn’t know this place, it’s strange to him. So far, he hasn’t encountered any of the other demons either. You seem to be the only person that knows him. He still doesn’t quite understand how or why, but he is desperate right now. Desperate to find his sister and go back home. Even though he despises humans, he will keep you alive in hopes that you really can help him.

#gyutaro #gyutaro shabana #gyutaro x reader #gyutaro x y/n #kny fluff #demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #modern au #canon

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crazystargirl · 8 months

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instagram posts ft. @jackchampion & @y/n_l/n pt. 5 ♥︎

pairing ♥︎ - jack champion x fem!reader, jack champion x actress!reader

a/n ♥︎ - hahahahah lmao i only made this bc i was bored at school and someone commented to be tagged in this "series" alsp i was so unmotivated to finish this but i finished on monday night bc i couldnt sleep (i'll probably post the next few chapters of the smau today) ALSO ILL ADD PHOTOS ON THE TOP LATER I HAVE TO GO TO SCHOOL NOW 😭

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jackchampion back from vacation and ready to start filming!!

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y/n_l/n luckyyyyy im stuck at school 😭

| jackchampion aw you'll be fine school isn't that bad

| y/n_l/n YOU CANT BE TALKING YOU NEVER WENT TO PUBLIC SCHOOL

masonthegooding have fun im still on vaca 🤭

user821 I NEED TO KNOW WHAT THIS MOVIE ISSSSS

user494 can i get a hi from jack?

| jackchampion hi :)

| user494 UKWHDKDNRJDUW TYYYY

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y/n_l/n i actually live my school life in constant fear that someone will recognize me 😭

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user628 DUDE I WANT TO GO TO SCHOOL WITH HERRRRR

user143 hold up i think i go to school with her 🤭

| y/n_l/n wait rlly??? 😭

misstrinitybliss awww it'll be fine at least we're both still in school

jennaortega ONE MORE YEAR AND THEN UR FREEEE

| y/n_l/n WHOOHOOOOOOO

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y/n_l/n i actually love him sm he came to hang out with me during lunch

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jennaortega hes taking my job i miss u 😒

| y/n_l/n i miss u too 😭

user518 I NEED TO KNOW WHO THAT IS

user149 im betting it was jack fs

user947 couple goals fr 🫶🏻

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jackchampion so like idk if i should've bought these since she stole mine even tho i bought her own one 😒

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y/n_l/n why buy them if ur not gonna let me have them 💀

| jackchampion …that's not the point of me buying them

| user719 my parents are having a little argument 🤭

jennaortega y/n better share those

| y/n_l/n no way in hell am i sharing them

user927 awww they look cute

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y/n_l/n he told me we could play monopoly last night since school sucks and this is the convo i had with him this morning

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jackchampion cant help it if im better 🤷🏼‍♂️

| y/n_l/n LITERALLY STOP 😭

masonthegooding damn he kicked your ass, never thought you'd be bad at monopoly

| jackchampion i told you i was better and you didnt believe me

| y/n_l/n blocked.

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y/n_l/n i actually love him sm 🥹

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starsoftheeye · 4 days

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TMAGP Live Reaction - Ep 13

This probably won't be a regular thing since I usually listen to the new episodes on my way home from school, but I wanted to do it today and no-one can stop me

Pre-Episode

Aw this dedication is so nice, reminds me of how I used to sign off on social media when I was younger

Pre-Statement

omg samcelia date samcelia date

they're so cute omg

"she also said that you dont know how cute you are" alice dyer youre not fooling anyone

i wanna hear what this interaction sounded like between alice and celia

"nobody, i'm mysterious" this isnt gonna come back to haunt us im sure

omg samcelia dating reveal already

JACKS HER SON OMG

"wild couple of years after i moved here" does this mean that celias way of coping with being dropped in a different universe was to just fuck... iconic

either that or jack got brought along with her and shes just covering it up. or jack has some mysterious origins that we dont know about

omg a horror protagonists with loving, alive parents wow

i was not expecting sam to be this relatable oh no

sam :(

oh no an "incident"

alice :(

i love celia just being "i know we're on a date and thats great and all but what do you think about the Horrors"

ofc you know theyre real you lived through the apocalypse

ah hello lena and gwen

ah gwen is learning about the consequences of delivering a random address to a living mr blobby knockoff

ooh are we gonna get some exposition

yes we are

these are our Fears i presume

you work in the government responsible for discarding peoples experiences and traumas gwen you werent exactly one of the good guys to begin with

guys i dont think shes gonna sort it

Statement

hold music?? hello?? do we recognise this voice?? needles??

i cannot understand what the name of this company is but i do not like them

the autoresponder sounds so cunty who are they i must know

oooh a scottish guy we love a scottish guy

"i pay your wages" sounding ass. telling the autoresponder that youre the highest investor in a gambling app isnt the flex you think it is dude

i think if a website that directly involves the handling of your money does "weird background checks" and has a "janky interface", staying is less of a feat of loyalty and more a feat of stupidity

oh this guy does nfts for sure

are you allowed to blame the warning you didnt listen to for the consequences?

oh his friends suck too

damn all jokes aside i feel bad for this dude

ohhh so is this like the dice where things can only get so good before they go terribly? or is it like a "when your life gets bad your money goes up" thing

ah its the second option

tbf if its not against the law its not against the law

this guy is the definition of "20 pounds is 20 pounds"

suddenly i dont feel as sorry for this guy

i have a sneaking suspicion that this guy did not get his money

oh nevermind

OOOOOOH NEVERMIND THAT NEVERMIND

huh

HUH

DID THEY SEND A CREATURE TO GET HIM WHAT

Post-Statement

Alice!!

Ooooh he got pished

Alice really out here dissing every kind of date I've ever been on

oh no :(

sam no :(

sam apologise please

shes right tho youre in the wrong place if you don't want weird

alice :(

this is why a polycule would fix everything

alice i love you

sam i love you but you deserved that

#tmagp #the magnus protocol #samama khalid #celia ripley #alice dyer #gwendolyn bouchard #lena kelley #tmagp spoilers #tmagp reaction

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princesachicana · 2 years

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𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 (conrad fisher x blind!reader)

description: your first summer at cousins beach leads to so much more.

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You had lost your sight at the very young age of three, the aftermath of a terrible accident. You lost your mother in the process. You remember waking up in the hospital scared. Hearing voices and people shuffling all around you and not being able to see was terrifying. You cried until your throat was dry, the doctors and nurses attempting to ease your shock and fear was appreciated now that you were older. But imagine being three years old waking up and not being able to see? On top of being told “your mommy is in a better place now.”

Your aunt took you in after that. She of course already had a family of her own. It wasn’t easy hearing her kids exclaim “I love you mommy.” every night. You would do the same. You’d snuggle a teddy bear that the doctors said “your mommy angel wanted you to have this.” you would speak lowly so your cousin’s wouldn’t hear “I love you mommy” only you never got a response back.

As you got older her death was easier to deal with. Your aunt filled in the maternal figure that you lost. She’d been there for every doctor appointment, every specialist who swore you’d get your sight back if you paid them, she’d been there to hold your hand once you got anxious in public places. She never once treated you any different than her “real” kids, you were hers no matter what. Of course you both still talked about your mother. She’d tell you stories from when they were teenagers, ones that involved boys,sneaking out and skinny dipping.

Boys.Boys.Boys

That was a sore topic once you reached the age of fifteen. Boys teased and picked on you for simply being blind. The god awful ones would joke and say “we’d be able to cheat on her, she can’t even see!” The bullying never got to you though. Yeah, some of the comments sometimes dug deeper than the others but ultimately you came out stronger than the snobs that tried to be the class clowns. For the first two years of high school you attended a regular public school. That was until your aunt found an amazing school for the blind in California. You remember the summer, where you took a trip to cousins beach to celebrate.

It was a nice experience, you had never been to the beach before. But the sounds of the waves and the feeling of the water as it raced to the shore made you feel at home. The first night in cousins beach, you made a friend, Isabel “belly” Conklin. you were ecstatic it wasn’t every day that you made a friend so easily. That day you spent all your time with her, she’d nudged you every time a cute boy walked by “he’s cute look!” And of course that would be followed by you laughing out loud reminding her that you actually couldn’t see!

“You’re gonna love the boys or hate them either one!” Belly giggled as she held onto your elbow, guiding you to what you guessed was her beach house. “Helloooo” belly called into the house as you both walked in. It smelt fresh maybe citrus? Or was that lavender? “Hey, who’s this?” A voice sounded from around the corner. “This is y/n I met her today on the beach.” Belly explained, leading you over to a couch. “Nice to meet you, I’m Steven.” You smiled, he seemed genuine. “Nice to meet you!” You held your hand out in a nice gesture.

Only it wasn’t the same boys voice you heard that also took hold of your hand. “The names Jeremiah beautiful.” The boy oozed confidence and that made you laugh out loud. “Okay…nice to meet you Jeremiah…I’m y/n I’m not sure if you heard.” You said as he placed a kiss onto the back of your hand.

God you loved them already, they didn’t walk on egg shells with you. Most people when meeting you, they’d be almost scared to approach you. Maybe they were nervous? Maybe they never experienced an encounter with a blind person? You didn’t blame them, though it did make you feel out of place. But with your new friends? You felt good.

That rest of the day was spent in the Conklin’s beach house. You met a few other people like Taylor, Shayla. The Conklin’s and Fisher’s mothers though? they were the sweetest. “Oh look who decided to show up!” You knew that voice belonged to Steven. You were currently sitting on a pool chair besides Taylor and Belly, explaining how blind people pick out clothing. “Hey, who’s this?” The unknown voice had you startled for a second, but you threw on a polite smile. “I’m y/n…” you held out your hand just like you did everyone else.

“Conrad” The name was spoken so softly you almost didn’t catch it. When his palm met yours, it was like fireworks went off in your stomach. “Nice to meet you” you stuttered, god how many hands did you shake today? And when the boy sounded attractive was when you acted like an idiot! “Okay! am I the only one who noticed that?” Taylor piqued up once you heard Conrad’s footsteps get further away from you. “Well you’re gonna have to explain it to me because you know….” You gestured towards your eyes.

Taylor gasped muttering an “I’m sorry” you let her know you didn’t take any offense, you told her that it’s actually funny when people forget that you’re blind for a second. “Conrad totally has the hots for you.” Belly spoke joining the conversation. “What?! we..literally just met?!” You argued, though the smile on your face made it obvious that you liked what she said. “So? and the way you reacted to my observation let’s me know that you have the hots for him too!” Belly declared nudging your shoulder. All you responded with was a shake of your head, Conrad Fisher would never like you right?

You fell for him faster than you intended to. Conrad Fisher, was everything you’ve ever wanted in a male companion. He made you laugh, he complimented you, he didn’t make your blindness a laughing stock. He treated you amazing. It was nearing the end of your first summer at cousins beach, you’ve already told your aunt that your definitely coming back.

“Its fitting that you’re finally teaching me how to swim on my last night.” You said standing awkwardly in the pool.

“I know, though I’ll miss you hanging onto me the whole time” Conrad spoke, slowly coming up behind you. His hands gently grasping your hips. Though you’ve never seen his face, the feel of his touch warms something inside you. “Oh really?” You turn your body towards him, legs coming around his waist, arms around his neck. “Yeah, I like the feel of you in my arms” he whispers softly, his forehead touching yours.

“I like it too” You reply, bringing up one of your hands you trace his face with your fingertips. Starting with his eyebrows you trace everything you can’t see, you know he’s handsome bringing your fingers down to his lips you smile. “You have nice lips I could tell.” Conrad let out a soft laugh, he’s silent for a moment like he’s contemplating something. “You should test them out.” Was he hinting at what you thought? Did he want you to kiss him? You really hoped so. Because you would be embarrassed if it didn’t turn out that way.

The air was tense neither one of you going in for the kiss just yet. “Are you going to kiss me connie? or am i gonna have to..”Your next words died in your throat as Conrad connected his lips with yours. The kiss was full on passion, his lips were soft and warm. Conrad’s lips parted just slightly allowing his tongue to slip inside. The moan that you let out had him feeling on top of the world. He’d finally gotten his girl.

You were the first to pull away, smiling like a fool. Conrad was the first to speak though. “You’re so pretty.” he lands a chaste kiss onto your forehead. You’ve been described your looks multiple times throughout your life. Although right now as Conrad compliments you, the only thing you can wish for is to see yourself through his eyes.

And as you lean in once more and kiss him tenderly, all you can think about is you and Conrad Fisher are forever.

TWO SUMMERS LATER..

“I’m so glad we left the party, if one more person came up and asked me ‘what exactly does a blind person see?’ I was gonna flip!” You rambled scrunching up your face, Conrad thought you looked cute when you did that. “I can’t protect you from all the stupid fucks in the world I’m sorry princess.” the kiss that he planted on top of your forehead calmed you.

Late night beach dates were kinda you and Conrad’s thing. The beach at night feels entirely different than the beach during the daytime. Yeah someone might argue and say “a beach is still a beach.” But to you and Conrad at night the whole atmosphere is changed. Their isn’t the crazy crowds of families, children and surfers. It’s peaceful and serene, you like the way Conrad describes the way the moon bounces off the ocean.

Your head lazily rests against Conrad’s broad shoulder, you listen as the ocean meets the shore every couple of seconds. “Where do you think will be in ten years?” The question has been on your mind for awhile now. Conrad clears his throat no doubt he was thrown off by the random question. “Well obviously you’ll already be my wife, we’ll have a beach house of our own hopefully.” His fingertips slowly massage your hip that’s peeking out of your tank top. “And we’ll definitely have babies, maybe like four.” You gasp immediately shocked by the statement.

“Conrad fisher wants to be a baby daddy?” You feel him nod his head immediately “Only if you’re my baby mama.” Damn sighted people, they were so lucky they would be able to see the smug smile you know that’s plastered on his face. “Okay, I’ll be you’re baby mama.” The words are told as a joke, but also a promise of a whole life time together with the love of your life.

And as your boyfriend gently grabs your face pulling you into a soft kiss, once again all you can think about is how you and Conrad Fisher are forever and a lifetime.

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vee-xxo · 10 months

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You and Your Friends - Warning

HELLO!!!! This part was originally gonna be much longer, but tumblr kept messing up my drafts and I had to rewrite it a few times. And instead of keeping u waiting, I decided to just post this as it is as a single part/chapter. I hope you still enjoy!

this is a Bakugou x Y/N slowburn

Warnings!!!: bad words, Bakugou is mean 😔

Genre: slice of life!

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After breakfast, the class started bit by bit making their way out the dorms and to the school building. It was strange going to school and seeing the same people you've been seeing all morning already, felt a lot less lonely than it might feel at home to some, Y/N thought to herself.

"What do we even have now? I totes just forgot our entire schedule." Mina looked up with a finger to her lips.

"Mhm? Uhh, I dunno, English I think." Y/N muttered after having been pulled out of her thoughts again.

They reached the school's entrance along with many others. Walking up the stairs and into the giant hallway. U.A's hallways were about the width of an average street, and the height of a small house. It was hard not to get intimidated by it all when applying here.

Now however, the students were already used to it all, and the hallway that had been empty just a few minutes ago, was now echoing with the sound of student's footsteps and chatter.

"Man!" Kaminari exclaimed as they all reached their classroom. "Ever since the dorms I haven't been late once!"

"Yeah, not on the class rep's watch!" Sero added with his signature grin.

"It's real nice spending the morning with everyone now!" Kirishima joined in. "I mean, even I thought it'd be a bit awkward with privacy and stuff, but it's been fun! Right neighbour?"

He grinned over to Bakugou, who was just about to take his seat.

"Shut up dumbass." Sneered Bakugou. "AND STOP COMING TO MY ROOM! If you're so worried about privacy how 'bout you leave me some!!"

"Aw hey, I'm just checking up on you, buddy!" Kirishima frowned, to which Bakugou just huffed while plopping into his chair.

While her classmates chatted, Y/N's head throbbed with a dull ache. She sat down with a hand on her forehead.

The chatter died down entirely once the class's homeroom teacher, Aizawa, entered the room. He was rubbing his tired eyes with his thumb and index finger as he walked up to his desk. Y/N looked up in slight surprise, as she had expected Present Mic to enter and begin the day with an English lesson.

The other students seemed surprised aswell, some tensing up slightly at what he might announce.

"Good morning class. As you can see, we've changed today's schedule a bit. It's been a while anyway..." He said, nonchalantly as ever.

More student's eyes had widened, knowing exactly just what he might say next.

Aizawa looked up, the corners of his lips rising slowly as his mouth cracked open into a grin. Further and further confirming the student's greatest fears.

"It's time for a pop quiz!"

"NOOOOOOOOOOO!!"

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Once the bell rang, a few of the students quickly ran to leave their classroom as though it was keeping them hostage, to escape the shame and terror they felt from the sudden pop quiz.

"Hey no-" lida gasped and quickly jumped out of his seat, almost tripping over himself. "No running in the halls!" He yelled, as he ran after the others, pointing a hasty hand at them.

Meanwhile Kaminari fiddled around with a piece of paper which he was frantically trying to pull out of his bag. When he finally got it out, he ran to Aizawas desk, slapping it on the pile of papers already there, consisting of everyone's homework for the day.

Upon a second glance, Sero could tell how crinkled and foldy the paper was. "Hey, I told you not to crumble it too much!"

"Sorry! I almost forgot to bring it and just sorta stuffed it in my bag! Atleast I handed it in on time though!" Kaminari pointed a thumbs up to his friend.

Mina groaned, leaning back in her chair with a hand on her stomach. "Ughh, we've still got three lessons until lunch, but I'm already hungry again!"

To this, Tsuyu put a finger to her lip. "We just had breakfast about an hour ago, Mina."

Another groan escaped both Mina, and also Y/N. Y/N, who was sat between Mina and Tsu, also leaned back, running both of her hands up her forehead and through her hair. Next she crouched back down, folding her arms and resting her head on her desk.

"Are you okay by the way? You barely even had breakfast, Y/N." Tsuyu added. Mina turned around to look at the other girls, her eyebrows furrowed in worry.

"I'm okay. I'll just lay down on this table and pass out for the next seven hours, or I'll just die. Whatever. Doesn't matter." Y/N muttered mostly to herself.

The other girls could only share a worried look. Tsu had just opened her mouth to say something, when suddenly a louder, harsher voice forced it's way into the conversation

"Your dumbassery catching up on you?"

"Hey! Leave her alone!" Mina gasped at Bakugou, putting a protective hand on Y/N's head.

"Its her own fault for acting like a fucking idiot. Hey, weren't you at the top of the class just a month ago or so?" He taunted Y/N.

The other student's eyes flickered between them. Mina was just about to retort, but Y/N cut her off.

"Since when are you so conversational? Didn't think you cared that much about me. Stay outta my business, headass." Y/N snapped back, glaring up at him.

"HEY! I DON'T GIVE A SHIT WHAT YOU DO!" Bakugou yelled. "Just thought you were stronger than this. You've been slacking for a while now, can't even put up a good fight anymore."

Just then Kirishima came running to the rescue. "Hey, hey! What's going on here? What's got you so worked up all of a sudden?" He put a hand on Bakugou's shoulder, only for it to be pushed away.

"I'm saying you're fucking yourself over with whatever you're doing. It's pissing me off." He warned Y/N. His eyes squinting and his brows furrowed. Y'N's eyes flickered between him and the rest of the class, her mouth open in confusion at his accusation. He simply t'ched before leaving the classroom without another word.

Y/N wanted to snap back, but there was no more room for a witty comeback. Only a glance to give Kirishima as he shrugged and smiled apologetically.

Mina's eyes followed Bakugou as he left, her brows furrowed and lips slightly pursed as she softly shook her head in disapproval. Then she turned her head back to Y/N, a determined look in her eyes.

"Ignore him!" She said. But Y/N only looked up at her, almost disbelievingly, before quickly closing her own eyes and letting go of a long sigh.

"Whatever, I'm too tired for this."

Kirishima took a few steps closer to stand right next to the girls. "To be fair, I don't know what he means either. S'not very manly, just blowing up on someone like that for no reason..."

"It's whatever." Y/N replied. "He's just projecting some shit again. Probably got his own problems setting him off like that." She added, changing the topic primarily to Bakugou.

They all looked at each other for a second, before Kirishima took some quick steps to the exit. "I'll uh, I'll go and talk to him!" He said, before also disappearing out through the door.

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If you enjoyed this pls lemme know! Comments and reblogs are well appreciated and help me stay motivated! :)

Thank you! <333

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dollwritesarchive · 2 years

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sᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴀʟ.

fandom dc / lanterns masterlist / @dollsdc-library

featuring hal jordan x reader ( f! )

rating sfw, but my blog is not meant to be viewed by minors (anyone under the age of eighteen), and i will happily block any that interact with my posts or my blog.

content warning it’s a bit suggestive, but that’s it! mostly just soft hal and snuggles

word count n.a / headcanons & concepts

attention do not repost or translate, even with ‘credit’. just don’t do it. reblog instead of like. leave feedback if you enjoyed.

ɴɪɢʜᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ʀᴏᴜᴛɪɴᴇ.

when he’s home ( those very few, but very precious nights ), you can’t shower without him tagging along. he’s obsessed with squeezing in with you, running his fingers through your hair as he works the shampoo in, and kissing along your neck and shoulders when he rinses it. and he’s spoiled, too, because you do the same for him. you could spend hours massaging his scalp with your nails, because he wears a permanent, goofy grin, like a happy pup getting his nightly belly rubs.

once you’ve turned the water off, Hal jumps out of the shower and retrieves the towel, pulling you close to him so he can swaddle you in it. once it’s cinched at your chest, he’ll linger behind you, arms wrapped tight around your waist while you brush your teeth and wash your face, waiting patiently for his turn at the sink.

while he waits, he’ll busy himself by kissing your cheek, along your jaw, and over the shell of your ear, occasionally mumbling, “Have I told you that you’re beautiful today?” and, “I love you so much it’s crazy.”

when you’re ready to give up the mirror space, you grab a comb to run through your hair, and hop up on the space beside the sink while he starts his own routine of brushing and washing, but he can’t keep his eyes off you.

ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇᴀʀ.

finally, when bath time’s all done, Hal scoops you up into his arms and carries you into the bedroom.

you never opt for wearing the pajamas that you packed when you moved in with him, and prefer to raid his closet, instead.

old tee shirts always win, especially those that smell just like him, and your favorite boxers— a grey pair that are as soft as could be. he never wears them, anyways, so you’ve all but staked your claim.

Hal adores seeing you cozy in his clothes, believing that you’re the absolute sexiest in moments like these.

Hal simply sleeps in his underwear.

sʟᴇᴇᴘɪɴɢ ᴘᴏsɪᴛɪᴏɴs.

you’ve realized just how incredibly protective Hal is once you started sleeping in the same bed as him. where that protection is born of the fear of letting anything happen to you, or if he’s just naturally clingy, you suppose it doesn’t matter.

while you might occasionally spoon with Hal, he actually prefers to wrap both arms around you when you’re nuzzled close to his chest in a bear hug. you hook your legs behind his knees and your face rests against his chest so the steady rise and fall coupled with the rhythm of his heart can lull you to sleep. he buries his face in your hair or against your neck, arms locked tight, and most of the time, he doesn’t allow you to move an inch away from him for the entire night.

every now and then, though, you’ll straddle him, knees dug into his sides when he’s lying on his back, with your arms around his neck. he likes to lock his fingers together and rest both hands on the small of your back when you’re like this, keeping you secure atop him.

if you have both, somehow, managed to move around in your sleep, Hal might be lying on his stomach with his head smushed into a pillow, but even in his sleep, he remembers to reach for you. with one arm, he’ll have you pulled to him, safely tucked under his body heat.

ᴡᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ.

you’re always first to wake up, and most of the time it’s because you have to claw your way out from under his weight to be able to breathe again.

Hal only wakes up when you wake him up ( preferably with kisses and your adorable, sleepy voice ).

“Aw, you’re already up? I was gonna get you breakfast in bed.”

Hal absolutely will not let you get ready for work in peace, pulling you back down on the bed when you try to get up, and then insisting that you should “Just call in.” so he can spend more time with you.

“Oh yeah? What’s in it for me if I do?”

to which Hal scoffs, pulling you in for a fierce kiss and to murmur against your lips, “I know exactly how to make it worth your while, pretty girl.”

#hal jordan x reader #hal jordan x you #hal Jordan #green lantern x reader #green lantern x you #green lantern #hal Jordan imagine #hal Jordan imagines #dc imagine #dc x you #dc comics #dc x reader #dc

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hi dear! i don't mean to bring negativity here but something keeps happening and it's making me so so so scared that i'm at fault. i need to hear your thoughts on this please :(

so, at the begging of the year my dog died and i was absolutely crushed. after that, some other two people died and i thought to myself "i have a feeling that there will be a lot of death this year, it's gonna be awful"

not even 3 days pass and a lady that was my neighbor dies too. then another one, and another one, and another one, and last night a perfectly healthy young man. and today a neighbor's sister fell ill out of nowhere and they think she will die soon

one of my friends, who i told at the begging of the year my "prediction", told me that i'm the one at fault for all these deaths. i'm the one who manifests them

now i can't help but think she's right. what if i'm the one who made all of this happen? i feel so incredibly guilty and scared. i don't know what to do..

Hi angel!

I'm so sorry to hear about what's happening. Your feelings are completely valid. You are so brave for facing it and I'm very proud of you.

Listen; I believe all of this isn't your fault. You did not intend any of that to happen so at all, you were just fearful. I don't agree with your friend at all. I believe that it's based on an assumption that didn't come from you in the first place. Maybe you learned that in life, there is suffering and simply held this assumption, or something similar, but you did not intend for this to happen at all.

I will recommend that you read this post of mine. Trust me on this. You don't need to try to do anything. Have faith in yourself, you already know everything you need. Nothing needs to be done, and your piece of mind is the most important. Law of assumption always applies, it's been since forever. You don't need to do anything new than what you already know.

I hope this helps and I wish all the best. <3

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i had the worst shower ever. i was like, tripping out. reminded me of my "episodes" i had in middle school. just like voices and not knowing where i am. and not being able to get back to reality.

well now im on my way to the dentist, theres no way in hell they wont be able to notice i was just crying. (from fear of going to the dentist, not from the shower thing lol)

im so scared :(

[took out a part here but it was just about stress and disordered eating things from this morning]

then i got to the dentist and it sucked. long dentist story ahead

okay dentist. everything that couldve gone wrong, went wrong.. i tried acting normal, and we had small talk or whatever like normal dentist x ray stuff, but she could instantly tell something was wrong with me, i guess.

she gave me a health form to fill out. i was still chill and this point and was like oh yeah i have blood pressure problems but its only if im up moving around!! so not doing that at the desntist hehe amirite?! i also checked anxiety and i think thats what she wanted. just personal confirmation everything was gonna go wrong.

after she learned i had anxiety, she was nice, too nice imo... like i was a child. im okay with that though i guess. (i mean.. she could definitely tell i was just done crying)

she was like "the xray blanket is heavy and could help with ur anxiety" BUT I WANTED IT OFF AND COULD BARELY TALK SO I JUST NODDED. it made me feel so overwhelmed immediately. THIS IS WHERE EVERYTHING STARTED GOING BAD

im also just constantly aware of my hair and when you lean back on the stupid dentist seat my hat falls off. its like LOOK THE FREAK WHOS SCARED OF THE DENTIST AND PULLS OUT ALL HER HAIR!!

whatever. so there i am on the dentist chair. bald spots for the world to see. xray blanket sensory overload. sunglasses on top of my regular glasses. but im pushing through.

she starts using the tool on my teeth. a metal vibrating thing that sounds like a drill. my worst most awful fear is high pitched drilling noises. if im in a good mood i can put up with them for a bit, but obviously todays not that day. i try not to freak out, but she notices and asks if im okay and im like "yah" (with tears)

but then my mom comes in and shes like "can you not do it a different way?!?!" "shes freaking out" and just making everything WORSE. (used the chaos here to get rid of the dumb xray thing)

ive been on and off hyperventilating through all of this btw... i heard one of the dentist ladies say "shes crying and breathing really fast..." which was like. kill me now please god.

so back to my mom asking "can you not just do it a different way?" they do have a different way btw. without the scary machine! but then dentist lady says "she used this machine the last 2 times she was here? we dont have enough time to do it manually." (proof i was just having a bad day and i totally can be normal!!! but hearing this made me feel awful like i could feel all the dentists were thinking "she did it fine last time why is she carzy today?!?")

she then asked to step away to find the MAIN dentist lady.

at this point i was crying shaking hyperventilating and felt like i was gonna throw up from nervous energy. also my mom is pestering me a bunch (shes concerned but making everything worse, her hearts in the right place tho ily mom)

so big boss dentist lady is here. she says she looked at the xrays (from the beginning, remember?) and i have A GAZILLION CAVITIESSSSSS!!!!!

she says for my dental things from now on i should go to a SEDATION DENTIST!!!!

i was so out of it i didnt even know what to say. well now i do!!!

im not usually that scared. i was having a VERY BAD morning.

the dentist i go to now is all women. the sedation dentist is a MAN, that none of the women there had ever met. I HAVE TO GO MEET A MAN TO SEDATE ME SO I CAN BE ALONE WITH HIM? SO HE CAN DO MY TEETH? i might have a silly joking tone to this post but with this im being so serious. im scared as hell that thats just gonna end with me being raped.

i dont like male doctors/dentists/anything and always have my mom with me when i have to. there was a female assistant when i had my endoscopy and female nurses when i had my surgery. i dont want to be alone, asleep, in a room with a man i dont know. JUST BECAUSE IM SCARED OF THE DENTIST???

god i keep seeing stuff in the corner of my eye as im writing this. i think my psychosis is coming back for some reason.

every things going wrong today and forever

pls like/reply this post if you read it all im sorry for my ranting

#personal #i need a journal im sorry

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faela404 · 1 year

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☆ The Library ☆

kazuha x gn! reader

prompt: - you and kazuha attend the same university, him being a english lit major and you being a person in stem😎 your paths never crossed until that day in the library…

*this is an smau so please do expect a lot of twitter posts and messages to read, there will be proper writing too but, it will mostly be that!!*

warning! mentions of alcohol consumption, pictures including cigarettes and alcohol, weird xiao stans, swearing, mentions of a fear of loneliness,

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12:17am

kazuha sighed as he decided it was finally time to head towards the library. he couldn’t just sit there looking through his friends tweets and listening to that awful music his roommates were playing.

quickly, he gathered his belongings into his bag and hauled it off towards his bedroom door. he was surprised none of the partygoers outside had tried to barge into his room yet, perhaps his roommates were being more respectful of his space today.

quietly, he slipped out from behind his door and began weaving between all the drunk students. god the smell of all that alcohol on their breath was revolting.

sure, there’s nothing wrong with drinking but the thought of gathering over 100 people into one room to just drink was disgusting to him.

he managed to get through the open door without anyone trying to grab or talk to him and swiftly he made his way towards the stairs.

this was gonna be a long night for him.

3:04am

shit. shit. shit.

professor ningguang is going to kill me if she goes in that stupid library in the morning and none of it has been cleaned.

i’m gonna be so tired in the morning, i already know it.

nevertheless, i quickly slip my shoes on and run out of my dorms. i know for a fact if anyone was to see me right now, running in my pajamas, my hair an absolute mess and cherry vans on my feet, they’d think i was insane, but i don’t have time for notions like that.

i finally managed to make it outside of the library without tripping over, but just as i opened the door and walked in.

i crashed.

we crashed.

into eachother.

his books scattered across the floor, making a very loud BANG! as they hit the wooden flooring.

what the hell is someone else doing here right now-

“im so sorry” he mutters out. despite sounding tired and a bit groggy, his voice is so calming, so sweet.

the library is dark, i can barely make out his features, but his hair. his hair is beautiful. the shine from the few lanterns decorated across the library reflect against his pearl white locks. i can make out what appears to be a thick strip of red pulled back into a short ponytail at the back of his head.

im staring.

oh god im staring.

“don’t apologise, it was my fault” i sound out of breath, i mean i am but he doesn’t need to know that. carefully, i begin gathering his books with his help and handing them back to him.

he mutters a small “thanks” as gratitude as he moves past me to leave.

im alone again now.

the guy is gone, probably to sleep.

yet im stuck here cleaning.

great.

i might as well start, i suppose.

this is gonna be a long few weeks.

a/n - thank you all so much for the support on chapter one! i appreciate you all so much! i hope you enjoyed this chapter! if you want to be added to the taglist please feel free to ask either in the comments or in my asks! either is fine! take care of yourselves <3

taglist - open! @kazuhaprnt @ryhie @scaraapologist

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vestaclinicpod · 8 months

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Audio Drama Sunday - 3rd September ✨

I think it’s criminal to have to work on a Sunday instead of going on a little walk and listening to little podcasts, but here we are 🫠 It’s been a frankly ridiculous week of listening and there’s still so much more I haven’t had time to catch yet!

🌲@hellofromthehallowoods (131) Percy! Going to get Diggory! I think it makes it so bittersweet that he was about to apologise off the bat because you just KNOW that when they meet for real it won’t happen that easily. My god, I could listen to.a whole show just about this hastily assembled Friends of Zelda team. It’s so lovely to have Alice back in the narrative and I care for Tattery Stabs so much!! ‘How much do you like your brother?’ Really cracked me up. I love how hfth takes horror tropes (e.g. creepy doll) and they’re immediately someone new to love. Speaking of someone to love!! Hector is putting in a really good bid for the award of ‘most traumatised man in the Hallowoods’, though the competition remains tough. This experience will no doubt have changed him, I can’t wait to find out how!

🦀 @thesiltverses (31) So many new and familiar voices in this new season and all of them are delightful! The writing and delivery of Val’s monologue in particular was so powerful and I was left cringing in my skin at the callous assertions that she is controllable… did we just hear the same thing? I have no idea what is going to happen this season and it’s thrilling and terrifying in equal measure!

🦮 @malevolentcast (35) This episode is such a rollercoaster oh my god!! There are so many layers of horror here! Not just the fear of the ‘other’ and of what other humans can do, but also the intrinsic fear of losing the self. What’s happening with John is so very unsettling, it’s been so long that we’ve almost taken for granted the way that John guides Arthur . . . what will he do when he can’t trust John’s assessment of the situation?

📻 @monstrousagonies (110) penultimate?! Excuse me??!! Penultimate!!! How am I going to cope without having fictional night folk problems solving my actual real life problems every week?? Panic aside, I really loved this episode. I was so glad to hear the presenter telling the author of the first letter that it actually wouldn’t be unreasonable to kick off just a little. I’ve often thought about just bringing a cat home and seeing what my wife would do . . . (I know this is bad, it’s not going to happen 👀) BUT a CHILD? And aw, yay, what a satisfying end to an unsatisfactory CEO. It was a pleasure to meet station and the MA community was in fine voice!

🌒 @monkeymanproductions Moonbase Theta Out FINALE!! I’m not going to share too many thoughts today because it may not even be out at the time of posting but IT’S AMAZING GO LISTEN!!!! Seriously, I cried so much at the thought of this show being over. I’ve loved it for such a long time and it’s been amazing to listen to it grow and see all the team’s hard work pay off spectacularly!

🧛‍♂️ @re-dracula what a busy, busy week for the Dracula characters! Marriages, millions of kisses, casual medical abuse, VAN HELSING. What a week.

🧬 Regina Prime (7) Damn, Epsilon has both the fire and the fight! Veeerrryyy interesting that Omega needs an assistant with a physical body… what have you got, Omega? I’m imagining a clone that is 1000s of years old, more mush than human. And the slip up with the number of clones . . . Omega . . . ? Something you want to share with the rest of the class??

💫 Wolf 359 (49 - 50) I am usually not the biggest fan of time loop stories but, of course, if W359 makes it, you know it’s gonna be great. The whole set up of the aliens being unable to communicate clearly because Doug chats absolute shit all the time is just so endearing to me. I can’t believe I’m getting so close to the end!

🏴‍☠️ Yes, I did listen to the @levianpod pilot again. What of it? Please, please support this show if you can! It must be made. I need it.

🎧 So lovely to hear from @thestoragepapers in last week’s episode of The First Episode Of! I feel like it’s so brave to ask for people to join in on the writing of your show but we love to see a collaboration thriving!! I need to bump this up my to-listen list!

🐬 @patterspod (3) Fiona Caruso, the woman, the myth, the legend. Someone needs to check in on the thriller writers because they’re just not okay… Also, Ryan, you idiot. I don’t even know if we can blame the influence of some eldritch force on these bad publishing attempts, but I feel like he’s going to snap like one of twig man’s branches at the slightest supernatural pressure. Which will be fun for us, at least!

All these amazing episodes, but my ears are bigger than my schedule and I still need to listen to new KILL FM. I’ve been really, really meaning to catch up on Additional Postage Required as well! Here’s hoping for a more chilled week next week! 🤞

#audio drama #podcast #podcast recs #audio fiction #audiodramasunday #audio drama sunday #hfth spoilers #malevolent spoilers #tsv spoilers #moonbase theta out #monstrous agonies #finding pattersby #wolf 359 #regina prime #re dracula #levian podcast

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the-new-kiddo-on-the-block · 8 months

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Heyo guys!

Since my friend made a post about it, I figured I should make a separate post of it as well that could hopefully grab the attention of more of you out there. Especially since it's now not only become a recurrent issue for myself, but millions others like me; whose voices and pleas for help are often met with silence and no aid when it's needed more than ever.

My friend made this with the hopes it would get the attention of a lot of people. And the few that have so far responded, with boosting my signal, it's truly appreciated.

So, I figured I'd best give my story here.

For those who know me, they know that I've been through this before, not that long ago. For those that don't:

This isn't my first rodeo with my dad. This isn't his first offense, and I doubt it'll be his last. But, even my boyfriend commented that it's really like I'm Cinderella.

Which, would make my family Lady Tremaine and her daughters, Anastasia and Drizella.

Surprised?

Yeah, not the most fun people to have in your life as family, let alone be analogous to your own.

But, for at least my brother on the matter, he doesn't mean to intentionally be cruel- if anything, he is just trying to survive from becoming the next target. Which, I get entirely. I oftentimes do the same for when a fight breaks out between my bio father and my stepmom.

But, that's besides the point-- the fact that they are even akin to that family dynamic is absolutely atrocious.

I'm often seen as a black sheep in my nuclear family- a dark horse, a scapegoat, pariah, outcast; hell, I'm almost synonymous to fucking Bruno Madrigal from Encanto, with a little bit of even Luisa for that matter with how bad her anxiety is.

Sure, that sounds pretty awful, but that's like, a surface-level perspective of who I am and what I've been through. And I'm not gonna give you my whole life story here, but, as my grandma would always famously say:

So, here are the said facts (bullets are Bruno related, indents are Cinderella)-

People used to see me as a gifted child when I was little, y'know? Like, my talents had no bounds. My way of being so empathetic and friendly to even the most awkward stranger was renowned by my extended family. I was awkward with communication, and often was very blunt but honest when talking to people, but I was a happy kid. And it's not like I'm not seen for my talents now, but they're brushed to the side more now as an adult because "you can't be living in a fantasy".

Since my dad and stepmom started living together, I've been made to become the maid of the house, doing most chores because the boys won't do it and my stepmom is incapable of handling all the chores and dishes on her own, so she's dumped most things onto me as a "way of covering for part of your rent". Which, I still have to pay upwards of 660-880 a month for. For one small room and a bathroom. For wifi use. And I still have other bills to pay, like for my car, insurance, credit cards, and stuff like that.

It wasn't until I was starting in my teens that my dad saw me very differently. I would often lie to try and keep the peace, because I feared that telling the truth would only hurt everyone more.

I started failing in math; I never got a grade higher than a C-average after sixth grade, because the teacher that year not only made me look like an idiot, but several times painted me as a villain and treated me like I was evil. Simply for standing up for myself amongst a group of classmates who would often bully me

I have little to no privacy in my own room. The only time I do is when I sleep, and that's even temporary at best. My father will routinely inspect my room and if it's not meeting his standards, he has me clean it or threatens kicking me out onto the street because he won't let me live in this house if I can't "do what I am required to do in order to keep living here" shit I wish I actually wish I had recorded him saying fr

He's taken off my door several times in the past as a punishment for not "adhering to his rules"- not okay as a teenager, even more not okay as a fucking twenty-four year old adult

(literal screenshots from conversations with my dad below)

My bio dad started seeing me less as an honest and good person, because during my sixth grade years and beyond I'd struggle with being honest with myself, let alone my parents, about my personal and educational issues.

I've had to be the one to call out when things aren't right, and be shut down for it. I've been the one to call out my family's bullshit, only to get side-swept with the realization my perception of how they treat me is cuz they do believe something is inherently wrong with me for retaliating.

I'm often accused of mishearing things- like, my parents will say one thing, and then the next day, or weeks or months later, when I repeat that statement, they go and say "Oh, I never said that."

I've walked out of my parents' lives once. It only lasted two weeks, but I did have to take a step back from it all. Because I could see what it was doing to everyone in my family. And I love my family, despite their shit. But that doesn't mean I'm not gonna walk out again- in fact, I'm working on a way to do so.

I relate more to pets and small children and even teens than I do older people.

I still have anxieties and fears over my talents and what I'm capable of, thinking I'm not good enough or that it's just the same old thing. The difference is I know it's not, and I know I'm worth more than this.

I have always liked the color green, and it was always a more mysterious color more than an evil or menacing color.

I often have had foresight of future events and get deja by when they do happen. Though, other times I just notice things going awry and I try to warn others of like, a possibility that they don't want to accept.

I lost friends and people who I actually enjoyed being around because of how I was growing up, and it was until I became an adult that part of it wasn't even my fault. A lot of the kids noticed my parents and didn't want to be around that kind of behavior with adults, because they could sense what I couldn't at the time, which was that my parents' behavior towards me was absolutely uncalled for, and rather controlling.

I was only recently properly diagnosed with Autistic Spectrum Disorder and ADHD; but before then, as an adult, I had more difficulty talking. Difficulty expressing how I felt. Trouble with finances. Being in the right headspace. Being able to take a step back and be like "whoa, now hold on- pointing fingers at me is only going to point three right back at you, let's not assume shit here". And it took a lot of support from my support systems and my boyfriend- @constant-state-of-self-discovery - to get a truly more accurate diagnosis. Cuz I've had three different diagnoses over the years, with the third being my most accurate one but I digress

I have echolalia and repeat funny phrases, hum music, etc.

When my brother was born - and I hate to use this comparison, but - almost immediately he became the Golden Child of the family dynamic. I was ten when he was born- and yeah, that's unfair for a baby, toddler, and little kid. But flash forward to when he's a bigger kid, when he's in his pre-teen stage and now a fourteen year old, who's gotten more educational advantages than I was ever offered or even given when asked. Who has had more positive experiences with his parents than I ever did. Who got the chance to actually go to the highschool he wanted to without having to worry about who I was really zoned for. Who is getting to work on his passion and talents. Yeah, that's totally not favoritism there.

I draw. I write. I legitimately can see myself voice acting one day.

I have often proved my family members both right and wrong about things in their lives, but I'm still the bad guy. Interesting how that works.

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See, these are the facts that just have me relating to just Bruno and Cinderella alone, with how my life is. There's plenty of other shit to add on about my stuff, but that's enough dirty laundry to get the ball rolling.

The fact of the matter is this: I cannot live in such a place like this anymore. And if anyone can help, I'd seriously appreciate whatever cash, boosting, reblogging, sharing that can be done.

I'm tired of living a life like this. I want to move forward. I want to start my next chapter, away from abuse.

And I'm really hopeful for the first time ever that something good might come out of this.

(thank you @savythenillerwaffer , @nystiaa , @oswinunknown , and @anne-of-crows for reblogging along with the others who have spread the word.)

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onthewaytosomewhere · 2 months

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um...it's sunday...yeah...

Ok, so it's been a crazy Sunday, and even though I didn't get any writing done today - YET!! It's gonna happen!!

❤️So I've been tagged as I've been out all day, so thank you ever so much @stellarm @junebugclaremontdiaz @hgejfmw-hgejhsf @taste-thewaste @sunnysideprince @firenati0n @magicandarchery @heybuddy-drabbles for the tags ❤️

Ok, so I've got the most new sentences for my lil tswift-y firstprince fairytale, so that sounds like a good thing to put out here - right? - of course, I'm not even gonna bother to count them - cuz well, why start now lol

Prince Henry was just ten years old, ten and a half years if you asked the young prince, when he discovered that Prince Alex had magic in his family. The younger prince, Alex, couldn’t wait to show Henry what he had been learning. Seeing it in person had been even more awe-inspiring than hearing his friend talk about it in their letters. The young prince was eleven when he learned about the magic in his family’s bloodline. The young princes had been sitting in the garden; Prince Alex played with a flame he made with his magic, as he had done nearly every day since learning how. Henry felt a pull to that flame that he had never felt before, and before either of them knew what was happening, he was reaching for it, and the flame was transferred to his palm. Prince Alex’s magic had extinguished the flame when he feared for his friend being burnt, but when the boys examined his hand, there was no proof of any harm. Prince Alex scolded his friend, Henry, as he looked for any signs of harm; when he found none, he sobbed in relief. Henry held Alex when he finished his examination, whispering, “Oh, Alex, it’s okay,” repeatedly to calm him, as he had done before many times. The younger boy’s head rested upon Henry’s shoulder as they both calmed, and unbeknownst to them, their magics, Prince Henry’s, no longer dormant, entwined – marking them as two souls made for each other by magic itself. When Prince Henry’s father, Arthur, finds them later, they are sitting beneath one of the trees, the magical flame that Alex once again brought forth passing between their palms as they looked in awe at it happening. Arthur felt his youngest son's magic, no longer dormant, as he stood there looking down at them. He knew this would complicate matters, but he couldn’t resist being pulled into their infectious happiness at that moment. The Royal Earl was able to see, as his son and Prince Alex played with the flame, the mark that magic had placed upon them, the mark that allowed them to exchange the flame amongst themselves and, if they worked at it, would later allow them to perform much greater magic together.

❤️So sending out an SOS - which is really just an open tag for anyone who hasn't yet put something out there and wants to cuz it's late and I'm not sure who has yet - plz tag me so i can see your words❤️

Now I'm gonna go see what y'all posted and all that - this sounds like a good plan to

#sunday sentences #red white and royal blue #firstprince #it's a fairytale y'all #rwrb wip #baby just say yes #this has become so much more than anticipated lol

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