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#she was like you deserve something for all the hard work youve been doing and merry Christmas
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Im deliberately sending this off anon so you can see that you arent being 'attacked' by 'Anne', and the fact youre even discussing it that way is ableist as fuck. Im going to start this by making it clear, I have BPD, Im also trans and you will not be knowing my AGAB. You are the asshole in this situation.
We're going to start off simple, you are not an expert on BPD, google and tiktok is full of misinformation and harmful stereotypes about Borderline pplo. BPD is not an 'abusive person' disorder, there is no such thing as a condition that makes you an abusive person. BPD does cause intense, deep emotions that can shift quickly and be hard to control; often this includes having intense feelings for people around them and being scared of losing them/them not being who you thought they were. Because this condition comes from trauma (usually from family/relationships) there are often amplified feelings around abanonment and betrayals of trust especially from ppl you thought were your friends. It is in fact common for some of our nost intense lifelong interests start bc of stupid reasons, but starting bc of a stupid reason doesnt mean the interest isn't genuine. Have you never done something bc your friend wanted you too and you ended it up loving it? Why is it any different bc it was a crush not a friend? BPD doesnt make you a manipulative person, nor does it make you gaslight ppl and seeing as 'anne' has a psychiatric degree Im sure he understands his condition better than you do.
Secondly, 'Anne' is allowed to be trans in whatever way he wants too, she doesnt have to bind, or pack, or change his appearance for anyone. I have a beard, long hair, wear any kind of clothes I want, have tits, have bulge, am hairy and wear a full face of makeup. Some of those things are part of my agab, some of them a part of my transition. And its not a single iota of your goddamn business whether youre friends or not. Gender is a performance and you get to choose the outfit and 'Anne' is deciding what she want his to look like.
Thirdly, you do not seem to understand that part of the reason you very clearly show yourself to be the asshole is the way you speak about others. Describing being an introvert as being more sophisticated or above extroverts is just ridiculous, you are not superior bc you dont go out to parties. I don't either, I find them uncomfortable and loud, but that doesnt make me sophisticated. You talk about 'Mike' as if he cannot be the arbiter of his own interests or relationship, that hes just stupid and couldnt piece it together if 'Anne' was 'faking'. You talk about 'Anne' like she's some master manipulator but you did everything that happened to yourself, you went to the GC and convinced them that something was wrong, you took a group of ppl who didnt know 'Mike' to 'Anne's' house to confront him, you made a callout post about 'Anne' on facebook, you tried to immediately go running to 'Mike' for damage control when your 'intervention' didnt work and you are the person that blasted it all over facebook and now tumblr. And now you are the one losing friends and family, and you deserve it, because the ppl you convinced to attack 'Anne' realised wtf they'd just done and how fucking horrendous that is. You have no evidence of any manipulation, or that 'Anne' is faking, or that 'Mike' isnt happy, you just presented your prejudice. 'Mike' and 'Anne' realise what youve done and they have enough proof to convince a judge or they wouldnt have gotten that restraining order. You are the person behaving manipulative here and everyone can see it except you.
I've tried writing a response to this so many times but I end up deleting it because when I try to explain myself it just sounds like I'm going in circles. There are tons of other asks I've tried answering and rewritten like seven times each before giving up. I've been writing over and over trying to explain like how while yeah technically Mike never told me word for word that he was T4T, when he told me I wasn't his type and then like two days later came out as trans it felt very, very much like he was coming out specifically to let me know that's why I wasn't his type. Or how I was trying to explain how look I know it might be controversial but the constant "main character syndrome" of extroverts just gets on my nerves and is supremely selfish in general and also the truth is you're just GOING to be more intellectual if you spend your free time actually expanding your mind instead of smoking pot and grinding against strangers and how someone like Mike who prefers the same free time activities as I do is just not going to work with someone who would rather party and get wasted than pick up a book, or how Anne is pretending to be trans and I know this because she isn't changing ANYTHING, and I was going to explain that the group chat was full of people she didn't know because it initially was a fandom ship discord from a show she doesn't watch but eventually when I started getting concerned yes it kinda became my "complain about Anne" vent place because nobody there really knew her well enough to go tell her what I was saying and it was a safe place for me to vent and explain why I thought she was abusive and cheating and they would actually listen instead of tell me to knock it off like others, and obviously OBVIOUSLY I thought her and I were close enough as friends she wouldn't mind me using her spare key which she kept under the doormat so it's not like I searched hard. I've written all of that so many times to so many different asks I can't even count and then i just end up deleting it because it feels pointless to even try because I know people will just keep sending asks so why bother so I never wrote it til just now unless I deleted it.
Im gonna be totally fully honest here I woke up and I saw the 99+ notifications in my inbox and I haven't been able to stop shaking because I'm so fucking angry because nobody is on my side, I literally scrolled hoping to find at least one person who was agreeing with me and nobody was and honestly I was so mad I couldn't even see and then I finally found a couple of nice asks and they were signed and I was so excited someone finally agreed with me and when I checked on their blogs they were all fucking terfs. All of the people who were taking my side were fucking terfs. And like I'll be honest with you I have two very close family members who are trans and honestly they've both blocked me recently and even though I tried to contact them they didn't respond and I seriously hate hate HATE terfs because they've been so cruel to my two family members. And I'm so angry. But then I found your ask and at first I was so angry and I tried to reply but I just deleted it because I was getting angry. But then I found more terfs in my ask and then even more hateful anons from non terfs.
But then I kept thinking about how conservatives will literally LITERALLY have Nazis agreeing with them and dig their hills in and in like wtaf how are you not seeing that NAZIS are agreeing with you? But literally the only people agreeing with me are terfs. And honestly that's the last shit I want, I luterally hate terfs. I'm not even exaggerating when I say this is the nicest ask that WASN'T from a terf so I've just. I dunno. I am freaking out because this did not go the way I planned. I knew some people wouldn't agree with me but I thought it would be more split, like some YTA but mostly JAH and NTA. And then when I saw the poll for a hot minute I thought maybe it might veer ESH but obviously that isn't the case. It's just like have you ever really cares about someone, really really cared about someone, and he says oh please don't hug me and pulls away, and then other people hug him so you think I better tell these other people "don't hug him, he doesn't like hugs" and then he says its fine and then starts hugging other people but not you? And you realize at no point did he ever say he didn't like hugging, he just asked you, specifically you, not to hug him? Well imagine that but with Mike, and he stopped wanting to hang out with me and told me not to touch him but whenever I'd remind Anne not to touch him he'd say it was fine and I guess when he came out as trans it was just easier to believe he didn't date cis people than he didn't want to date me. And there were times I thought man I wish I were a trans person so Mike would notice me, and then it seemed like Anne was doing just that because of COURSE it crossed my mind to pretend just for a little while, because if he just gave me a chance he'd realize that we are compatible. Honestly I'm just freaking out because I made this blog a month ago after sent the ask to the aita blog but then it didn't get answered so I started the blog to get all this off my chest. And bam suddenly I was bombarded a month later and it took me a minute to realize the aita hadn't deleted it. Honestly none of this went according to plan and nobody except people I fucking hate want to hear my side. And I dunno. I just don't know. Bur if the only people agreeing me with me all day are terfs then obviously I need to think things through.
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stevie-petey · 2 months
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hiiiiiiiii honey <3 could we get a blurb about bug telling steve about jonathan’s outburst towards her after he took the pictures of nancy and steve’s reaction to learning about it???? it would be so so appreciated by me <3 you’re the best ever <3 MWAH
(i am being held against my will to write this jonathan sweetie im so sorry) (i love u val) (u are evil)
i know this isnt necessarily what u MEANT but ,,, ive been dying to expand upon bugs kindness and how it may seem annoying and pathetic, but its hers ! its her kindness !!!
enjoy <3
"no way you guys havent wanted to strangle each other at least once." steve remarks one day as he watches you and jonathan work side by side at the cash register.
jonathan had been bored today and decided to join you and steve at work, something that you're very happy about, honestly.
"oh, ive definitely wanted to strangle jonathan," you say, writing down a new shipment receipt while the boy next to you doodles.
steve rolls his eyes. "old married couple squabbling doesnt count. im talking, like, full on betrayal and hurt here. you guys are always so... you, and it has to be an act."
jonathan snorts. "shouldve seen the fights we had last year. surprised y/n didnt kill me with her bare hands."
"i dont believe you."
"no, hes right." you look up at steve. "he threw a jacket at my face last year and then told me we werent family the night he took those pictures of nancy. then cried in my arms like a day later."
steve stares at you, shocked.
"i also then slept in nancys bed and lied about it. and tried leaving you behind a few times."
"that you did," you flick jonathans ear, causing him to wince in pain. "you deserved that."
"i did."
during this entire exchange, steve hasnt said a single word. hes still stunned, baffled by the fact that jonathan could be so cruel to someone so wonderful.
"wait a second," he looks between you and jonathan. "and youre still friends?"
"yeah." you both say at the same time.
steve cant fucking believe it. you do anything and everything for jonathan, that much is obvious, and sure. steve has seen jonathan do small acts of kindness towards you, devote the same back, but to throw a jacket at you and belittle you? and now here he is, joking about it alongside you. as if it was all okay in the end.
"youre too nice sometimes, y/n." the words leave steves lips before he can stop them. once he realizes what hes said, he looks up at jonathan and panics. "sorry, man. im sure you guys talked it out and... yeah."
jonathan shrugs. "no, youre right. she is and i was dick."
"im right here, you know."
steve winces. "sorry."
"its fine, honestly." you go back to scribbling shipment orders. "i am indeed too nice, but i dont ever really see the point in holding a grudge? i mean, jonathan apologized and i understood the stress he was under. sure, it didnt erase all the hurt he caused, but after almost dying immediately after being mad at him for not including me in something... i dont know. it felt silly to hold onto that anger after. childish, even."
jonathan and steve share a look, for once both seeming to think the same thing.
shes too good.
you hate that they do this. you hate that people view your kindness as a weakness. after the hell youve been through, long before monsters even came to hawkins, youve learned the hard way just how rare kindness is.
now you try to be kind to everything and everyone, no matter what it may cost you.
the kindness is yours, no one elses.
and if that makes you weak, then at least it made you better.
you tear two pieces paper from your notebook, scrunch them up into balls, and then throw them at steve and jonathan. "stop pitying me. im kind and i love that aspect of myself. i dont care if it makes me vulnerable or pathetic. its a piece of me, and i wouldnt change it. if you dont like it, then that belittles me even more than emotional outbursts ever could."
jonathan sighs. "youre right, bug. youre a very kind and lovely person and its what makes you a joy to be around, paper balls and all."
steve plays along. "definitely a better super power than spider-man, dare i say."
"okay, lets not get ahead of ourselves now," you giggle, appreciative of both the boys. they may not understand or like the way you view the world, but theyre at least trying.
its all you could ask for.
even if steve later on that day pulls you aside to whisper, "i think i can kick jonathans ass this time, if you ever need it."
and its enough.
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elix8r · 22 days
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never thought id do this but heres an essay on my thoughts on monkey bars 😭😭🤍🤍🤍
let me preface this by saying you did such an amazing job with this truly, you wrote so so well and i feel like you encapsulated every perfect emotion in the best way possible, and somehow it just gets better and better? i forgot how pt 1 went so i reread it before i read pt 2 and i was blown away again but youve even improved somehow ?!!? youre like the gift that keeps on giving 💋 also, thank you so so much for pushing through and writing this, i know it couldnt have been easy struggling with writers block but i hope u know we all think the world of this fic so please see the worth of your work 💗
ok now MY THOUGHTS!!! oh my lord, where to begin… first of all, same as before: from part one, i was already irked with jake when he pulled the beomgyu shit (albeit i moved on pretty damn fast surprisingly) but the cliffhanger you left us on was a game changer like he crossed the line so bad. i was conviced i would never forgive him. if someone did that to me i would have the exact same reaction as y/n tbh. anger later sad confusion panic first. and seeing the aftermath in part 2??? first of all, so glad she had such a good support system around her and people who actually put their morals first aka 02z bc u already know men irl would defend their “boys” first or whatever 🙄 hearing other girls gossip about her actually broke my heart cos if it was me i wouldve cried n had a panic attack there and then … and knowing my PARENTS know about it 😭😭😭
you wrote so well i was actually about to insert myself in NO JOKE!!!! like ok lets stray for a while but me personally i dont like “dumping” my emotions on anybody bc it makes me feel like im burdening them but when i read the scene when she went back home,, oh lord i wanted to cry in the dads arms there n then, u have a talent with words fr 🫣🫣
SORRY BACK TO OUR SCHEDULED ANNOUNCEMENT, nowhere in this fic was my heart set in stone. ok i lied. for the first 80% i was like FUCK THAT MAN HE DESERVES TO DIE IM NEVER FORGIVING YOU but then i started feeling pity too DO YOU SEE WHAT I MEAN WHEN I SAY YOURE AMAZING AT WRITING??? like am i throwing away my morals or am i just understanding that people are multidimensional,, woah lord,, like tbh i wouldnt have forgiven jake bc something of that scale is just not in my books, was way too extreme, but the way you wrote his character, his guilt, the actual situation??? couldnt even blame y/n for feeling sympathetic cos damn me too… i know a lot of people might not agree (especially irl. DEF NOT) but the way you wrote everything… how do you not feel bad for the poor boy 😭 in no way is y/n to blame for ANYTHING but at some point i started to be worried for jake too so i was like u know what. fine. get together with the boy. NO WAIT. idk. dont. IDK?!!!?
i think me personally, i wouldnt have been able to forgive him but i wouldve tried to move past it, despite how hard it would be. whether or not we get together would be a different question because rebuilding trust would take a lot, but,, yeah. overall i am soooo fucking satisfied with this, and the ending was so refreshing tbh!!! at first i was hoping they wouldn’t get together (literally when they kissed again i was like NOOO GIRLLLL WHYYYYY have more self respect!!!!) but after your slayful writing i was like nah u know what give them a happy ending,, n u did not disappoint,,,, i loved how it ended and that fresh start at the end was really like a breath of fresh air i have no idea how to explain it but it just genuinely did feel like a fresh start. i loved it. i will be rereading. thank you
OH MY GOSH THIS IS THE LONGEST MESSAGE I'VE EVER GOTTEN AND IM LITERALLY SCREAMING IN JOY BECAUSE OF IT!!
this was insane praise like omfg thank you so much! i always have such a hard time wondering if what i wrote is good enough to put out for you guys and to hear you say that is so meaningful to me 😭 the writer's block def was a bitch but hearing you say that you could see that I've improved makes everything worth it like i'd go through it again if it'll help me get better at writing im crying literally 🥹
so the whole time i was writing this last part i had a hard time deciding if oc should forgive him or not because personally i would never be able to but i just felt that the only way for this story to wrap up well and in a satisfying way would be if it was a happy? ending so i ended up just going with that and yes one of the main things i wanted to show was that everyone was rooting for y/n so i made sure no one excused jake's behavior
the scene where she went back home was kind of tough to write like i totally get you i get really emotionally invested even when im writing and jfc just imagining how my parents would react literally had me going through it like her dad was devastated and i think it really shows to what extent one person's actions/mistakes can effect cause this shit not only broke her down but also most of those around her so those scenes were def tough to write
but i am so so so glad to hear how much you enjoyed the ending and overall this story! you seriously just relieved me of so many of my worries regarding this story and i always feel like the best compliment is when people tell me they'll reread my stuff so thank you so so much for sending me this ginormous message and hope I'll continue to produce stuff you like! love you loads 🫶 🫶 🫶
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seek--rest · 1 year
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HEY SEEK! idk if you follow/keep up with leakers, but if tom and zendaya are indeed coming back for a new trilogy, what would you like to see in it? over 3 movies, how would you like it to play out? (ik you're very anti stalker peter at the donut shop) but like pace wise, being with other people etc. and then villain wise. but also just for peter/spiderman himself as a character?
i wasn't on tumblr at the time nwh came so i'm not sure if youve done a post like this before (hard to believe you haven't honestly) but i tried searching a bit and haven't seen one. if you have i'd like to read it.
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I have many thots
I have not kept up with the leakers, namely because Tom still has (1) more appearance in his current contract so anything the streets say is just conjecture at this point I’ll believe it when Kevin or Amy speak their truth
I AM ANTI STALKER PETER PLEASE GOD DO NOT LET THAT SHIT BECOME CANON. Fandom can be Worse actually because Peter showing up at Peter Pan’s after deciding Not To is OOC at best and horrifically creepy at worst RIP I cannot relate
Much less the whole ass trend of Peter and MJ being sexually intimate with each other BEFORE the memories returned you’re all a bunch of dub con/non-con loving weirdos!!!!! Tag your shitty takes so the rest of us don’t have to see it!!!!!!!
n e wayz Im fine Im cool @ Marvel don’t listen to the creepy projectionists listen to ME
I want a time skip. Will I get one? No, but I do. I want a time skip and I want it to be a year at minimum. I want Felicia/Black Cat to have already been Established as a presence in that year as both an ally and a lover because Peter needs to be in his hoe era already.
Controversial opinion in this fandom but I do Not want MJ to be a part of the plot or even show up unless it’s a cameo / a way to show her (and Ned) living their lives Without Peter. IF she shows up, I do NOT want her involved at all— if Zendaya could be paid money for 2 seconds in that worm movie, she can do the same here I simply think that for the first fucking time MCU Peter has some Consequences and I would LIKE for him to have those last for more than (1) movie
I Will be okay MJ to have the first inklings of her memory returning / jump cut to Something in the end credits but I will be upset if she just shows up out of nowhere or magically gets the memories back off screen that’s bad storytelling actually!!!!!!!
In MY dream world, the plot of the first movie lays the groundwork for Fisk being a Problem but is really more of a Cat and Mouse Spider game with Felicia and Peter, similar to the vibes of PS4 (but without the baby plot because that was a fun fic to write but that would make MCU Peter’s world too difficult)
(Bonus points if Matt shows up as Daredevil)
I want Peter, with Felicia’s help, to make the first steps to going to ESU and doing Other Shit. It’s about the bonding and the moving forward and relearning how to Exist in the world innit.
in MY dream world, the second movie (which had the stinger of MJ having that “oh shit” moment) is leaning MORE into the Fisk / city drama. I think Secret Wars will have already been a factor by this point so I’d love for the plot to be about Peter, the city, and second guessing everything and everyone. Fisk should be a more pronounced presence at this point that’s running for Mayor, being a Menace and overall causing Spider-Man’s life to be hell.
I want Peter to be a student at ESU, working shitty jobs, maybe even the irony of being a photographer and one at the Bugle you can do this Marvel I believe in you
I want MJ to confront Peter about Everything around the Climax so it’s a Wrinkle in the Narrative. I would CRY for crumbs and explanation for what she’s been doing, who she is, what her family thinks, what her dreams and aspirations are. She confronts him not because she’s still madly in love with him like an idiot but because she deserves BETTER dammit and he FUCKED UP and she wants him to KNOW he fucked up!!!!!
(I haven’t mentioned Ned because realistically I don’t think he’s coming back but if he does, I want him right there with MJ)
In MY dream world, the third movie is Kraven 😌 the threat is Fisk being threatening but it’s actually Kraven 😌 who wants to kidnap Spider-Man 😌 I want Kraven’s Last Hunt on the big screen 😌
(EXTRA Bonus Points if Peter and MJ are still not together but awkwardly trying to be Friends)
This is also Thee MJ movie for me, which picks up from all the shit from the second movie PERHAPS she is graduating from college and PERHAPS she is an actress and PERHAPS we get more of that delicious interpersonal goodness and argument.
(EXTRA EXTRA BONUS POINTS IF IT HAS BEEN MADE ABUNDANTLY CLEAR THAT MJ HAS DATED OTHER PEOPLE SINCE PETER AND IS NOT WAITING AROUND FOR HIM)
(It’s about the choosing innit)
I want the Peter crawling up from his grave scene and the sweet, sweet Peter and MJ reunion. I WANT IT.
Idk how I want this next trilogy to End but I want Fisk to still be a problem and Peter and MJ /finally/ trying again with each other.
I’m sure there’s more I could think of that I want (and what I don’t want) but this is what first comes to mind.
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seldomscilence16 · 1 year
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Whumptober day 23: At the End of Their Rope
Fandom: FullMetal Alchemist Brotherhood
Prompts;
Forced to kneel
Tied to a table
"Hold them down."
It was such a tossup of which fandom to do, and I feel bad all my fandoms are basically children… :| so another AU with children in danger.
Being a son of Hohenheim was not what everyone cracked it up to be. Being a son of Elric though had been nice, for the short time he was allowed. He hoped Alphonse liked being apart of the Curtis family, he thought the teacher was crazy sure, but she knew her stuff. They'd look after Al, and keep him safe, like Hohenheim couldnt, like Ed couldnt.
It was all better this way. Ed could fufill his promise to his mom by protecting Al, the only way he could, and Ed wouldnt follow in his fa- Hohenheim's- footsteps. He… probably wouldn't follow in anyones. But Al, and Winry and Granny Pinako were safe. And thats all that mattered.
"So this is Hohenheims offspring. How… disappointing. You're much smaller than I expected."
"Im not small! I'm still growing." Ed growls, hes already screwed he decides, no point acting different.
The man chuckles, leaning forward, light finally falling on his scarred face. Red eyes gleam, boaring into his own, a too wide smile just a touch too sharp.
"Your father is a pain in my side, just as im sure you will be." He turns to the guards, "take the sacrifice to the Priest, Im sure the doctor can fix anything he does." He leans back again, "but do ensure he stay alive. I do need him, for now."
"Yes Father."
The six year old scowls to hide his fear, reminding himself who this was for. His teacher had stopped him from doing something stupid, something that could have hurt his brother, he deserved this. Equivalant exchange.
"Kneel."
"I dont believe in god."
"A non believer. Matters not, kneel."
Ed glares, hands tied in front of him, tired of people expecting him to comply like some dog. The priest makes a small motion with his fingers, and two men come forward, placing a hand on either shoulder and shoving, hard. A bit excessive for a child, and hurts too, but Ed kept up his glare, gritting his teeth around his grunt of pain.
"You'll do as I say around here, and eventually you'll see the miracles and believe."
"Its not miracles. To get something you have to give something of equal value, thats how the world works."
The mans serene face turns into a sneer,
"I see you'll take some time. We'll get there. The King Father has given me this task, and I will fufill it."
"Your king wont last long. Someone will stop him someday."
Eds across the room before he registers whats happening, gasping for breath as pain blooms. This man was no priest, no miracle worker. He had a philosophers stone or something, like those weird people mentioned, like that one book he saw Hohenheim reading once a long time ago. This 'Father' guy was just another power hungry king, and his followers were crazy enough to follow. Whatever their plan was, whatever they wanted to sacrifice him for, it was something stupid hes sure. But he'll learn more, people say all kinds of things around kids.
Ed is seven now. Winry the same. Al will turn six soon. Stares blankly at the dead birds around him, hoping Al and Win were having a better time at life than he was. The door to his cage opens, and the muscle grabs his arm to no doubt drag him before the priest once more.
Its been awhile since they'd talked face to face. Ed had been forced to watch him perform all his 'miracles', the results of them- and his practice runs- ending up in Eds cage as punishment of some kind. Probably for the smell, or an example of what happens to 'nonbelievers'.
But the real punishment is the knowledge that a philosophers stone can not really bring back the dead, not for long at least. Just like tabboo alchemy, the results are never what you want. His mother was gone, those birds were gone, gone is gone.
Once more hes forced to his knees.
"So, youve witnessed my recent miracle. Are you a believer yet?"
"His sister is dead, you should stop lying to him. What are you gonna do when he asks to really see her?"
Something visible snaps in the priests expression. After a year, Ed has finally broke the man. 'Father' wouldnt be pleased hes sure. Cornello rises to his feet, the muscle move back to guard the doors, and Ed watches the man carefully.
"Why are you so stubborn?" He growls the words, and raises his hand. The ring glows the same red as 'Fathers' eyes, and between the time he blinks and opens his eyes, hes met with a new kind of pain.
Through his shoulder and the middle of his thigh, are axe like blades, Cornello is in front of him, looming and applying more and more pressure.
"I am in charge here, I am a God! I will not have some child ruining that."
Ed screams, as layer after layer is cut through, and blood pools. He screams until the world is nothing more and pain consumes.
"Hold him down! Hes losing too much blood!"
A faceless face. A too wide mouth. An arm and a leg.
"I said hold him down! Not injure him further! He needs him alive!"
What was truth but a sense of wrong? Of knowing and knowing more.
"Shit kid, just keep breathing. Keep breathing!"
Ed knows.
Ed stares blankly at the wall before him. Hed done his training for the day, hes gotten his punishment to keep him under control, and eventually he'll know if they remembered he needs food today.
Hes 11 now. Als finally reached the double digits…
Five years, since hes seen his brother. Five years with these assholes.
Hes learned a good amount, far more than he should know for sure. More than they think he knows.
"We've got a treat for you today Edward."
He doubts it.
They escort him from his cage, his crutch allowed to him for the walk. He'd hoped for some bread, but maybe after. The table in the center of the room with rope on it, tells him he wont be getting it.
"Tie him down tight. This will be painful." 'Father' comments idly.
Ed had stopped in the doorway, shoved forward now only just able to catch himself. He could fight, he even knew the basic gist of killing these weirdos, but all of them and 'Father'? Ed didnt stand a chance, and they knew it.
He barely twitches before one of Lusts stabby fingers shoots through his crutch, splintering it and rendering his plan of a transmutation circle moot.
"Now now Edward, I'm giving you the chance to be more than a sacrifice, dont you want that?"
"I want an arrow through your head." He spits, balancing carefully on one leg.
"Ungrateful as always. Oh well, lets try it anyway."
The struggles in vain, landing harshly on the table and tied down with rope biting into his skin with how tightly its bound. He struggles then too, blood blooming in little drops but no give coming from the ropes.
"Just think Edward, you may be apart of our family soon."
He didnt need another one.
He wanted the one hed lost.
The one hed left behind.
He wanted to go home!
Mustang signals to his people, and they move as one, into the building- he would not call it a castle. This was as good a seige as any, the guards outside had been easily disposed of, much like himself- they didnt like water. Suits of armor falling without life quickly.
Inside they see the evidence of sins commited, sins Marco had told them of. Marco, who had come to Mustang with grave information. Of tortured children, and experiments with life and death, of a plan to burn the people of this land to give ultimate power to a being- term said generously.
Now after some time of planning and taking down one after another of corrupt individuals, they finally came to cut off the head.
Ed has tears in his eyes as 'Father' approaches with a vial of red liquid- though Ed knows its a stone, full of souls taken for someone elses gain. The cut on his face he'd gained in training tingles as if it knows whats to come. Just as he begins to tip the glass, the door burst inwards with a wall of heat.
He barely makes out the crest of Amestrian army through the blaze and his own watery eyes.
The fighting that breaks out is chaos, and Ed is left on the table, struggling to free himself while the fighting unfolds.
"Shit, they dont die!" Someone growls near him, he cant see them at his angle, but he can offer help.
"The stones! Wear out the stones and they die!" He says quickly.
A face comes into view, glasses and black hair and stubble on his face. He pulls a knife and Ed flinches, closing his eyes tightly,
"Its alright kid, we'll get you out of here. Whatd you say about stones?"
The ropes fall loose and the man helps him sit up,
"Theyre homunculus, theyre made from philosophers stones, burn them over and over, make them over use their regeneration, they'll die."
"Alright kid, sounds like we got a plan now."
Edward stares at the town before him, mostly unchanged, but so different at the same time. Behind him, the others let him take it in, forming a wall to cover his back but pretending like their not.
"They really want to see me?" He asks, quietly and oh so timid, nothing like what they had grown used to.
"They've been looking for you since you disappeared, they were estatic when we sent word." Hawkeye states.
"But im not the same."
"Neither are they. Its a new start for all of you. With a foundation to start you off." Hughes says with a smile.
"Come of kid. Before they hunt us down for taking too long." Mustang says, but doesnt usher or lead or push Ed.
They all let Ed take the first move. His first step into his new life. His new freedom.
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fairytalepsuedonym · 2 years
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"Lucky Charms" knightrook song analysis [Anson Saebra.]
Honestly one chunk of this song fit so well i just have to give a full song interpreation a go. Pretty sure the oiginal intention is to be about depression or grief or something. Itll work. I will say this artist does reference technology a lot in his music and it works fine but it makes it just a little less the vibe of "anyone at any point in time could hear this song and feel its depth too" that he comes SO CLOSE to capturing. Which isnt a BAD thing but when a piece is SO CLOSE to being timeless but just stops shot of it with a reference to technologu thats only really come to be obiquitous in our cukture within the kast decade its interesring to me. Like we know what he means but someone as recel as 30 years ago wouldnt understand this.
Maybe this song could kinda in a way be about those days where even thoigh she knows its nkt true she does feel sometines like the tower is somthing deserved. Like she HAD to have done SONETHING to deserve such a cruel fate.
"Same ceiling, different day I'm awake so stay on my phone for 14 hours again" this line invokes a very specific feeling we allll ubderstand. That feeling of when youve got nothing else to do you do something mindless and dont bother with anything else even though its a huge time suck. Jurt to avoid your own thoughts. Since theres not so much as cars in the NEF i struggled to pinpoint this line for knightrook but like even if the trchnology isnt there. The meaning is. Maybe she stares at the same page on a book or the same part of her tower and she gets nothing done for hours because whats the point and anythings better than being alone with her thoughts.
"Same lucky charms in the same bowl Look for rainbows but all the colours just go grey in the end" the montony of life. Shes eating the same food on the same plate at the same table shes eaten at every day for years. She looks for the good bits in her life. The taste of her faoritr food. Thr color of her favorite paint. But everything has that dark cloud of her stone prison surrounding her.
"Wish I could say, wish I could say That this won't last forever But every day, but every day It never seems to get better" she wishes she could be free but as it stand she isnt and it dosnt feel like she will be any time soon. ; (alternaticely wish!hook could be saying the same sneriment of wishing she was free.)
"I hate myself but I don't want to I'd ask for help but I'm too strong to" the idea i have here is thst this about alice's fear that she desrves the towers entrappement some days. Its one of thosebthings that i definriely rhink creeps into her mind at times. No ones pefecct. And it doesnt matter hoe much good you see in thw world or hoe confident you are if you were lft in a single room and could go outside youd start to have darker thoughts than youd like to admit. Shed ask for help but the tower wont give her that cance. I think this could be kinda her blood being tied to the tower or just not wanting to make wish!hook feel guilty.(hed try to hideit but theyre aeound each itber too muvh for him to be able to keep anything from her too well.)
"I got some feelings I've been fighting Always hiding the truth I hate myself but I don't want to" shes been fighting the feeling of deserving her prison. She doesnt want to admit that it might last forever. She wants to keep her hope that shell be free one day. But man thathas to be hard alot of days.
"Friends say that I'm dramatic, that I'm acting Yeah, I'm just looking for attention again" perhaps the toys/her own thoight sayinh she just wants attention when she rihtfully gets angry at the barrier or whatever. And she DOES want attention but maybe se feels guilty becauae she knows her papas heart is cursed and wanting a hug from him feels so so wrong when her touch could kill him.
"I never thought that this would happen Kinda sad when, when all you got is just a voice in your head" this LINE!!!!!!!!!!! @wicked-storybrooke. Oh my god this line fits SO WELLLLLLLLL. Just she never thought the posioned heart would happen. And shes alone wkth her toys and her own voice. And any noie the tower has left is mostly her playing pretend.
"Wish I could say, wish I could say That this won't last forever But every day, but every day It never seems to get better" she wants to be free but the longer time shes there the less that feels realistic.
"I hate myself but I don't want to I'd ask for help but I'm too strong to I got some feelings I've been fighting Always hiding the truth I hate myself but I don't want to I hate myself but I don't want to" she cant ask for help. Her blood ties her to the tiwer. She can ask her tiys, but they cant help her either.
"I don't wanna live my life like this Going through the motion" she dosnt want to just go throih her routine(s) stick in a stone box.
"I don't wanna live my life like this Always feeling broken" again playing into my headcanon of some days alice feels more like a priosner than a little girl who was dealt a rotten hand in life.
"I hate myself but I don't want to I'd ask for help but I'm too strong to I got some feelings I've been fighting Always hiding the truth I hate myself but I don't want to I hate myself but I don't want to I hate myself but I don't want to I hate myself but I don't want to" i love love love the ecjoing of the sentiment at the end of the song.
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koinvyokan · 2 years
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living under a dictatorship is fucking tiring. its hard to describe. it just drains all the will you have to fight out of you. when the people you love and your community and your best friends and you so brazenly have your rights violated every day.
you really want things to change. you really do because theres so many good people who deserve to have their voices heard or to even have a chance to speak without fear. but how can you make change happen when you cant even write a school paper about the government for fear of your parents safety and jobs? every so often you see protests break out because people cant take it anymore and those people get arrested. and beaten. and killed. so no wonder protests only happen rarely. and then another journalist gets arrested or just disappears. youve lost count of how many it is this year (the UN hasn't, its the most of any country in the world. lovely). and then one day a university student is killed in a hit and run. but the perpetrator is the daughter of the opposition leader so instead of that student's death getting any sort of resolution, its used as blackmail to get the opposition leader to live in exile. you knew the perpetrator, she went to your school before she chose exile over life in prison. its almost unbelievable.
the police don't give a shit when you get robbed because you cant bribe them enough. oh and wikipedia is banned now, they published something (too truthful) against the president. another historical landmark has been renamed or destroyed because it suggests that anyone other than the current government has ever been in power. rainbows and unicorns are now banned from clothing because of the terrifying gay agenda. im not joking.
and oh look. its election time again. guess who wins? theres some military parades and talk of new policies and then a week passes and its the same as its been for the past 30 years. and no one outside the country cares because this has been the norm for so long. and the human rights absuses are excusable for another few years because these are cooperative dictators. theyre quiet about their genocide.
once, you see tanks rolling through the streets that you drive every weekend to go to the mall. past the building that your best friend's father works at, that hes in right now. helicopters fly overhead through the night and all of a sudden your home is a war zone for a bit. a military coup they say on tv. does it amount to anything? no. its just an excuse for the big man to tighten his grip, crack down. there's rumours it was staged. its been a few years and you still dont know what the truth is. does the government really hate when bridges get bombed by terrorists or does it get excited at a chance to tighten its chokehold on the nation?
after you leave, you want to go back and at least try because you love this place and it deserves it but you know how much the government cares about prosecuting murders who kill people like you which is to say not at all. encouraging hatred of queers is just another tool in their propoganda arsenal. there would be no justice. youre mostly just scared for the people you left behind because there wouldn't be justice for them either. it just takes a step out of line. no one is safe. no one will care. you will be a statistic.
youre so angry. bursting at the fucking seams. at the government for their greed and corruption and violence. at how they build another seaside palace while more people starve under their policies. at how they whore out your home for more money from their best friend china. at yourself because you feel defeated and that means they have won.
i dont have a pretty resolution to this. im just sad and scared and angry. more people need to care and they dont. other governments are supposed to be bastions of democracy and free speech but still keep their mouths shut like theyre scared theyll get disappeared. cowards compared to the people who actually have been.
fucking cherish your freedom of speech, your freedom to vote and have it actually make a difference. if you see that being threatened (which it IS right now, slowly but surely) then be afraid and fight for it because once its gone its Gone.
and if you support the governments of china or russia or the US get the fuck off my blog. unfollow and block me. now. the people and places i love have been put through too much by dictators that have support of those imperialist powers for me to want to interact with you.
finally, learn to seperate the people of a country from their head of state. you think they chose this? they didnt and they dont deserve you conflating them with a dictatorship.
feel free to rb
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dkskaoaalal · 2 years
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When you're depressed as hell and you know you have to do something that might make you happy, especially since you can kind of relax and you actually kind of deserve to this week, but you really just can't and you're just laying there watching some show you've played in the background of your life literally over 20 times and going to bed early, especially for a weekend, and hating yourself because you just don't have the energy and you don't understand why and you just can't do anything you cant do anything. Just trapped in time and in your body and you care because you want a better life for yourself, but you know youre the only one who can do that for you but it's so much work that you can do later and its like. What did i do to deserve this? I know its just life. But i just. I'm surrounded by so much work and need to fix things but who cares? I know I'm beating a dead horse but who just throws away five and a half years without trying to save it? I know we tried but did we actually try? Why do you love her more? What has she done to deserve your love more after all our time together? How are you throwing everything away, our love and our friendship, for some woman? How am i supposed to believe it just happened? How the fuck am i supposed to believe you never cheated on me? Especially with the way things have gone this last year? So fucking sick of being treated like I'm nothing to you. But that just is what it is. It is what it was. So fine. Just wish we could have done this sooner and i could have stopped loving you by now and stopped thinking we had a chance. God the amount you've lead me on now is hilarious and makes me want to fucking kill myself. Do you see how pathetic i am and just thrive off of knowing you can do whatever you want to me? Or do you just not care at all and it makes no difference to you? Oh your life is so hard?:( truly cannot believe how selfish youve been. You really get mad at me for trying to share how much I'm hurting, and then expect me to give a fuck about your feelings? Get fucked.
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cherryslips · 3 years
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So I'm at work and I just got a 100 dollar tip from this rich lady who only paid 30 bucks for her food!!!! I'm in total shock!!!! I dont know if she knew how badly I needed this money 😭😭😭😭
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oriigirii · 3 years
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💞 MC is a Genshin Simp 💞
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{ AN: Omg! This is my first ask so thank you anon (๑ↀᆺↀ๑)/!! This is such a vibe too haha, I hope you like it! } Warnings: None [Maybe Refs and Chars you wont get if you dont play Genshin Impact] * Probably a bit OOC too *
Reader: Gender-Neutral [Default]
( ⓛ ω ⓛ *)
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< Genshin Impact was a game that took the human realm by storm, with its open-world gameplay, its competitive PvE and aesthatic settings, it was truly something that captured you the moment the beta was announced. Although, as with any Gacha games, you weren’t only attracted to the world and its setting.
No no.
The characters were truly the main eye candy of the game. You’d been worried that when you had been sucked into Devildom, you wouldn’t be able to access the game due to, yknow, realm differences, but luckily that wasn’t the case thanks to Levi, and hence why the moment it dropped, you had been spending your life savings simping for characters on every banner.
Yknow theres handsome bois in devildom too... Theyre just kinda waiting for you to put your game down for a moment and kinda notice em ~((Φ◇Φ)‡ >
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ฅ⁽͑ ˚̀ ˙̭ ˚́ ⁾̉ฅ Lucifer
He usually doesn’t mind you playing games
Although, He would’ve preferred if you didn’t cause you kinda need to focus on your studies yknow?
But hey he’s not stopping you
Usually you would stay with him as he works, but he can’t seem to focus with you constantly begging beside him
Small little ‘please’ would be heard every now and then, and a sudden look of disappointment would show on your face.
He tried to ignore it, even giving little cues for you to quiet down, like clearing his throat
You didnt seem to pick up the hint though
He was just about to ask you what you were doing in the first place that has you praying beside him (which is hella rude) but your scream of happiness has him a little more irked and kinda taken back
“LUCIFER! I GOT HIM! LOOK LOOK I GOT HIM!”
You show him the screen showing your pull results
The character held a giant claymore with bright red hair
Before he can get another word in, you snatch your phone back and just sigh as if youd just had a heavenly (ironic) experience and mumble
“I seriously love him, Im so happy...”
Bro same though, Diluc pls come home
You were truly one of a kind, because youve just managed to break the Avatar of Pride’s... well.... Pride.
Did he just get cucked by a man in a video game?
Truly outrageous.
He seems to scoff and holds back a bit of an eye roll as he tries to focus back on his work
But boy oh boy, his salt is high
“If you are going to be causing a ruckus MC, May i suggest you doing it with Levi instead, I have no time for such games. I dont see why youre so caught up in such a character anyways, he looks quite basic.”
His words were sharp, and that was enough to shake you out of your fangirl/boy mode.
You were literally ready to fight the first born, a literal fucking fallen angel, for dissing Diluc like that
like
how dare
But then you notice how he seems to avoid your gaze and a small little red tint was on the tip of his ears.
Lucifer wouldve wanted to see you that happy with him, but no, a game character steals that spotlight.
Angey.
Instead of being intimidated by the sudden coldness, you giggle and finally close your phone and set it aside
You can continue celebrating and bragging about it later, for now, you wrap your arms around his arm and give him a small smooch on the cheek, which definitely makes him blush a tad bit
“Awww Luci dont be like that, Yknow I love you more”
Potential apocalypse has been diverted
But Lucifer does smile the smallest of smiles as he sighs, finding it silly to really get jealous over such a small thing and says
“I love you too, my dear... but you do have to make up for distracting me from my work...”
Well you kinda deserve it, so it wasnt long before both his work and your phone had been ditched
( After a while you do kinda see him quite similar to Diluc and it just makes you smile everytime you think about it, seems you have a thing for the strict cold men huh?)
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Σ(‘◉⌓◉’) Mammon
Why you simping for a fictional character when you already have him?!
He’s your first man!
Your homie!
“Yeah well hes my first 5* so can you blame me?”
S A D N E S S
But for real, this man is just so clingy
He has heard from Levi that you were playing a new game from the human world, and of course, he had wanted to see what it was about by watching you play.
But since it was quite grind-heavy gacha game, he grew a bit bored and asked you to come with him to hang out somewhere else, or even go to the casino and gamble his money away cause he just got goldie back
But no matter what he suggests, you were just so focused on your grinding.
He’d prefer a different kinda grinding right about now with how lonely he is, ya feel me?
But no, you still werent interested.
“Oi! Cmon MC, whats even so important about this?”
“I already told you Mammon, Im grinding for primogems from the event! Theyre gonna be gone soon and I just HAVE to get them! Ugh I swear to Diavolo, if I dont, Imma cry! I didnt get him on their first banner too... ugh!”
Wait no--
Cmon he doesnt want you to cry!
Mammon kinda stays silent for a bit as he watches you struggle to fight the monsters with your low level team, frustration growing on your face.
But as you finish, Mammon seems to snatch your phone
“Hey! whats the big deal Mammon?!”
“Shut up and show me where the store is geez”
Mammon’s demands kinda surprises you and you raise an eyebrow at him, but you do show where it was, and sit back for a while as Mammon just fiddles around with it. You werent sure what he was doing honestly, was he interested? Did you say anything that made him act this way? All you talked about the game was the gacha system so--
oh…
OH
“Mammon! Wait you dont have to---”
“There! I got you as much primo things, or whatever theyre called”
He already has tossed you your phone back and he crossed his arms, looking away as the red blush covers most of his cheeks.
You look at your phone and you honestly felt your heart speed up and stop at the same time at the amount of primos on your account, it was enough for a full 180 pull! If you dont get the limited character on the first 50-50, you have another shot!
You felt your own heart speed up and your face burn so hard, but you do mumble him a quick “But... But why though?”
“Cuz! If you start cryin’ Lucifer’s gonna beat my ass! Dont think I did it for you, you human! I just dont want him taking away Goldie again!”
“But I thought this was your gambling money, isnt it?”
“w-well!... I mean... Hmph.. Gachas kinda like gambling right?, I know Lucifers gonna hang me if he catches me in the casino again anyways, so I thought I might as well just do this... with you...or whatever...” Hes dying, help
But so are you!
Hes too fucking cute and you just glomp him and just hug him as tight as you can!!
Flusterred boi 100
But you do spend you afternoon on his lap, both of you rolling the full 180 in excitement, whether you get that boi/gal you simped for on the banner or not, you still were happy to spend some time with Mammon
He doesnt mind losing a bit of cash for you
but you do promise to pay him back (maybe with a few kissy)
But to be honest, Gacha probably will help him with his gambling addiction...
kinda...
He doesnt go to casinos anymore but he does whale with you now
Lucifer has such a mix feeling with these results.
But he still confiscates Goldie and your card on the end, yall need to chill.
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ヽ(。_°)ノ Leviathan
He probably wasn’t even interested on the game at first
He already has enough games to play, and it just looks like another rip off of some other game he saw not too long ago with that elf looking guy
But when you came to him asking for his help to get the game, you bet your ass that he felt a switch click
Suddenly it was incredibly interesting!
You do share your interests to him almost immediately
By interests, of course i mean the peeps you simp for
The sexy ara ara in the library of mondstat, the pirate looking ass of the guards, the pirate looking ass’s brother thats a wine owner and still highkey reminds you of Lucifer, the demon slayer--- You were actually unsure if you should talk about Xiao but hey hes cool
You explain it all!
From their lore to their voice lines and whatever
But honestly what do you expect from the Avatar of Envy?
Of course hes gonna be a bit jealous! He cant compare to any of these characters! Hes not as witty as that eye patch man, hes not as sophisticated as that red head, hes not as flirty as that ara ara either!
As you go on, you notice that Levi was kinda... half listening....
It made you pout, but then, it made you worried
Uh-oh you know that look
its that, ‘im overthinking’ look
So to snap him out of it, you kinda grab his face as gently as you can
“Need Grimm for your thoughts?”
He flushes and he immediately looks away, but you usher him to look at you as you coo and ask him whats wrong
It takes a bit till he kinda explains to you how hes feeling
In your relationship, you both were practicing being more open with each other, hence why you were proud of Levi for saying it
but you did feel kinda sad and frowned as he finishes explaining
“You... feel jealous?”
“Ugh d-dont say it out loud normie....”
He covers his face with his arm and you just cant help but shake your head with a fond smile, but you do need to address this and comfort him.
“Levi... when you fanboy about Ruri chan, did you ever think she was better than me?”
Your question made him frown and look at you in absolute worry
Did you actually think that you were below Ruri chan?
Of course hes an absolute simp for Ruri but.. cmon
Now that he thinks about it, he does talk about her a lot doesnt he? oh no...
“MC O-Of course not! I love Ruri chan yes, but you... I... I Love... you more...” Levi exe do be dying
But you smile at his response and gently kisses his cheek
“I think thats sweet Levi... But thats how I am too... Youre still better than any of these characters, youre real and they arent, youre mine and I am yours~ Youre my personal 5 star!” You wink at him and Levi just dips
his heart couldnt handle the cuteness and he died, ladies and gentlemen
but for real he did pass out
Must be from all the blood on his head from the blush
But ah, he does get it, and after being showered with love from you, He kinda slowly got over his jealousy
its not immediate but with simple reassurances, you can manage to reel him in and have fun with you
He does end up enjoying the game cause he gets to spend time with you, and he gets to show off when events happen 
He also goes out of his way to memorize locations for materials for you, and when youre sick or busy, he pilots your account
true gamer
But ironically enough hed probably start simping for a character too and of course, you both start bonding over that, which just makes Levi absolutely happy
I wonder if hed simp for Barbara, she is an idol afterall like Ruri chan
Probably lowkey for now
Afterall she looks like a minor so-----
( I dunno i searched shes 16-18 lol )
But regardless, I can imagine you both just cosplaying each others fav characters too
Its a wack looking ship cosplay but yall just simp for each other cause of it, its pretty fun but the rest of the brothers just finds it hella weird
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I only have energy for these 3 as always, Im sorry! But i promise Ill do the rest!! I hope you guys do enjoy, and Id love some feedback on the characters personalities cause I know they can be a bit Ooc, But feel free to send me an ask! Im pretty open lol 〜( ̄△ ̄〜)
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words-for-holland · 3 years
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Promise Me It’s Okay
Pairing: Tom Holland x Reader
Summary: Y/N reaches her limit and has a breakdown. Tom is there to remind her that everything is going to be okay.
A/N: Sorry it’s short, but feel like we all need a reminder that everything is going to be okay.❤️
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“Hmm?” Y/N hummed as she sat at the table, completely spaced out. It was clear something was bothering her. Tom could tell from a mile a way. Her smile wasnt as bright, her voice quieter than usual, and barely a word was spoken unless needed. Perhaps she was just busier than usual these days, he thought to himself.
“Busy week?” Tom asked, eyes of concern examining Y/N thoroughly.
She shrugged her shoulders. “Yeah, just way too much going on. But it’s okay.” She offered a smile that didnt match her tired eyes. To be fair, Y/N was experiencing a lot of problems in terms of work and all her negative thoughts continuously pounding in her head. Its like living in a nightmare she cant escape from and she could only take so much before she snapped.
“Darling.” He cooed his hand holding hers from across the table. “Are you sure your okay?” He asked again.
Y/N looked into his dark brown and inviting eyes. She knew she could no longer keep it up. The first tear rolled down her cheek , followed by another. Sobs and whimpers escaped from her lips as they quiverred. Immediately she thre her hands around his neck as she hid her face.
“Oh darling. Please don’t cry.” He spoke gently as he rubbed her back and shushed her. “Hey, tell me whats wrong so I can fix it.”
“Im sorry Tom. It’s just...it’s been such a hard week at work. Nothing went right, and I keep thinking it’s my fault. And my brain just wont stop letting it down. I feel like Im so disconencted with everyone around me and I just dont feel like Im good enough. I just wish the world would stop spinning because I feel like I cant breathe or think.” She spilled out all the words that she had kept at bay for so long. All the things she wanted to say came out and Tom was completely shocked by it. He had no idea she felt this way for so long. In fact, he was almost mad that he didnt find out sooner.
“Darling.” He said kissing her head and holding onto her so tight. “Why didnt you tell me this before? I dont ever ever Ever want you to feel like that. To feel like youre not good enough or that your at fault for all the bad things that happen at your work. Stop thinking about what others think because Y/N, baby, You are more than enough for me and I think you do phemoninal at your job. You had one mishap. It happens, dont let it discourage you from all the good things youve done.” He takes a moment to let her calm down kissing her forehead before he continues. “I mean...look at me. I thought I royally fucked up Civil War to the point I thought Id never get casted as Spiderman again.” He laughed to lighten the mood. “It happens to the best of the us. Youre human and its okay to feel like this. It’s going to be okay I promise.”
He carried her to their shared bedroom as he cuddled her close underneath the warm blankets. Nothing but the sounds of their breaths and the strong winds that rustled through the cold air. “Thank you Tommy. I dont deserve you.” She whimpers about to cry a second time.
“Oh honey. No dont cry. It’s me who deserves you. You make every single day worth it. I just wish you saw how amazing and talented you are the way I see you.”
Y/N continues to cry, but Tom tries his best to make her laugh. “Do you want me to cry with you? I can cry all day. Just say the word.”
“No. No.” She giggled, cuddling closer. “Just promise me we’re gonna be okay.”
He turned his head to kiss her gently on the lips. “I promise.”
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frienderbender · 3 years
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I’m trying very hard to work on any of my 10,000 WIPS (including an Abigaar Multi-chapter) and all I want to do is write Abigaar date night/murdertooth babysitting shenanigans. Toki and Murderface convince Abigail and Skwisgaar to go out because they deserve it!!! (And they want to watch something on their giant TV.) Helena gives both of them a full face makeover. Toki finds Skwisgaar and Abigail drunkenly making out on the front porch hours after Helena’s gone to bed.
OMG PLEASE this is everything. absolutely obsessed with this. if you write this i will yell!!! its so good!!!
i like to think toki and will show up completely unannounced like abi and skwis were about to start cooking dinner and they show up like "we think you two deserve a night off...youve been working too hard. please, on us" *hands them miscellaneous coupons* and abis like "these expired two years ago" but its too late theyre already being shoved out the door. and for a moment toki and will forget helena exists until they plop down on the couch and shes just sitting there looking at them like ????? and theyre like Oh Yeah. its okay a makeover is a small price to pay for the nice big tv.
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abi and skwis do surprisingly have a wonderful night out and absolutely end up just making out on the porch while toki and will are just standing there staring at them like "ok you can come back inside now our shows over and your kids asleep we want to go home now"
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tomdiddlyumptious · 3 years
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Omg can you write a fic where tom x black!reader actress wins an oscar and then tom proposes?
ALSO HAPPY EARLY BIRTHDAYYYYY I LOVE YOU SO MUCHHHHHH
STOPPPPPPP I LOVE YOU TOOOOO GOD YOURE GONNA MAKE ME CRY SO MUCHHH THANK YOUUU IT MEANS SO MUCH TO MEEEE
T.H| IDK WHAT TO CALL THIS
Summary: your a crybaby...oh my goddd! Lets say coronavirus isnt here..okie dokey
Warnings: boogerz (ewwwww) jk.
“And the nominees for best actress are” Harry styles smiled, taking out the paper and accidentally dropping it, a panicked face while he picked it up making everyone laugh a bit.
He cleared his throat again, fixing his tie before repeating himself “And the nominees for best actress are....Scarlet Johansson for black widow 2”
The camera showed her, and she gently waved with a wide smile on her face. “Margot robbie for suicide squad 2”
She bit her lip in eagerness at the camera, her eyebrows raising as she shifted in her seat.
“Viola davis for, how to get away with murder”
She put on a thoughtful smile, looking at her husband.
“And y/n y/l/n!”
Your mouth went agape and tom squeezed your hand, your brother, his wife, and your shared mother dancing in their seats embarrassing you, hiding and going slump in your seat making everyone laugh.
“Also i just wanted to let everyone know” he lifted his finger “y/n is my celebrity crush, always has been. Sorry tom”
Everyone started to giggle again “its fine!” He yelled back making everyone cackle while you laughed yourself.
The drums started, worry and excitement fillong your viens as tom held your hand tight, your brother putting his hands on your shoulders and saying “youre gonna get this. Youve worked so hard and we are so proud of you” and murmering praises as tom gave you kisses on your temple.
“And the winner is.....” harry said, pulling out the other card very, very, slowly.
Hahaha
You thought is was gonna be easy?
I know your drenched in your own sweat
Is it raining on your face yet?
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Oop
Hahahahahaha
Megatron-
Love ya niki-
“The winner is... y/n”
Oh god.
You and tom stood, he pressed his lips hard against yours “you deserve it, so much” you bit your lip and everyone slightly patted your back, your brother a little to hard but tom told you to get your prize, darling.
And zendaya got up to walk you, viola with a smile on her face as she wrapped her arm around yours, walking you down. “I love you so much, god im so proud of you” she smiled, giving you a hug, her face in your neck and you both rocked side to side.
Harry was a little to excited to see you, taking your hand when you let zendaya go and helping you up the steps muttering a playful call me making you giggle, then he handed you your award “one second!” He said in the mic, taking a tiara and placing it on your head. “There ya go”
Again some giggles, you stood infront of the mic, looking around and taking it all in. “Thank you all, so so much. I-uh never wouldve thought id get this today, to be able to hold this” you raised it a bit. “But i want to thank some people, my mom”
Of course she was crying.
“My brother”
He did a dance, a weird one.
“My acting coach, keanu reeves, and many of you in here, thank you for being who you are to make me who i wanted to be, to be who i am, thank you”
Abd like that it was over, everyone clapping and shouting your welcomes before tom stood, flattening his tuxedo before doing a light jog, now onto full on running “one-one second!” He shouted into the mic when he got there, harsh breathes leaving his lips.
“I have something to say, y/n youve made me so happy in these years that ive been with you, weve made it so far and i cant see myself without you...like at all”
Everyone shared a couple laughs.
“I know weve shared a couple moments, embarrassing ones. Like when i ripped my pants and bird poop landed in my hair so we had to run into the public restroom to rinse it out, then you burned me”
“It was an accident, i couldnt tell which one was hot and cold” you glared at him, everyone laughing again.
“But thats besides the point, what i wanna say is-“ he put the mic down, taking both of your hands and pulling you from infront of the stance, letting everyone see you both as he slowly got on his knees.
Harry grabbed the mic again, squating next to tom and putting the mic to his lips “you forgot mate” he muttered “will you marry me?” Tears fell down your face as you nodded your head, like the idiot he is he forgot to take out the ring but he did, a big shiny one.
Diamond specks everywhere, it was beautiful. Tears strolled down your cheeks as he slided the ring on, then standing up and lifting you from the ground, a salty kiss shared.
Harry stood and walked back to his spot, joining everyone clapping their hands after tom took the mic, still holding you he shouted “IM GETTING MARRIED!”
The crowd roared with claps, everyone standing and men shouting “WOO”, pumping their fists in the air. You both are so happy!!
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2257-blr · 3 years
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Behind your back pt 1 | Phillip Gallagher
imagine; youve been keeping a secret from everyone around you, rather than tell Lip, your boyfriend, you fabricate a lie to make him hate you.
WARNING: none
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The soul-crushing truth. It ate away at me with every thought that consisted of him, and you can imagine how bad it was whenever he clouded my mind. It wanted out, it clawed at the barriers I made surrounding it wanting to be set free, it didn't care who it hurt in the process. It wanted to be known. But it couldn't come out. They'd look at me differently. He'd look at me differently. Lip.
He knew something was up, whether it was my tedious steps or paranoia that had seemed to be more noticeable than I had thought, he had brought it up with me a couple of times. But I always held up a front — confused —  unsure of what he was talking about but I knew, he was the one that was uninformed because I knew it all, I knew what was behind those barriers, what was so desperately trying to be set free. But he couldn't know.
I was sitting at the dinner table at the Gallaghers', trying to stop my heart from beating so fast and my leg nervously bounced on the ball of my foot under the table. My eyes were frantic scared someone would see through the cracks of my facade. Lip hadn't noticed. His eyes were trained on the bacon he was making me. Although it was around 9 pm and they had dinner hours ago. He knew something was wrong and he thought food might help. It wouldn't, but it helped the ache in my heart knowing that he cared for me.
But I can't be near him without feeling guilty, sick to my stomach kind of guilt, the one that isn't always so suffocating but is always there, in the back of my mind when our eyes meet or when his lips touch mine, guilt. Scared he'd find out what I'd done and hate me for it. I was scared for him to let me go, but maybe I'd have to let go of him first. Maybe he needed me gone, to stop the worry to stop him from hurting more than he already did.
"Hey, Lip. Oh, Jesus, Y/n you look like shit" Fiona said, rushing down the stairs causing my leg to freeze but my heartbeat increased as I frantically looked at her and back to my feet. I'm sure I was being subtle, but the pain in my chest increased. I felt so small, so weak. So, so weak.
"I-I'm fine," I say, glancing at Lip who had finally taken his eyes off the food and now had a growing look of concern on his face. I lean myself towards him, my mind scrambling, although he's so far from me, leaning makes me feel as though I'm standing beside him, trying to find the safety of his arms but I'm so goddamn far. "I'm alright, Lip. I promise." I reassured him, and myself.
He wasn't convinced, neither was I honestly. Fiona wasn't dumb either, she knew I wasn't okay. I didn't hide it as well as I thought, I knew they could see clear as day but I couldn't fix this, them bringing it up to me won't change anything. They don't want to know what's hiding within me, hell, I'd pay someone to make me forget it. But I lived it, It was me. I made the decision, no one else, me.
"We have movie night tonight, don't forget" Fiona reminds us, but I don't even hear her. My thoughts grew louder and the scratches began to feel real. I needed out of here. I couldn't take it anymore.
"I'm not actually that hungry. I'll come by later, I just need to get some fresh air right now" I scramble from my seat, rushing past Lip and Fiona. I notice Lip reach for me but his hand stops halfway and drops by his side, instead he painfully watches me as I nearly trip over my own feet, grabbing whatever coat was on the hanger since I knew it would be at least brisk outside.
Stepping outside I was glad I grabbed the coat, I shut the door behind me before trying to get off Gallagher's plot of land as fast as I could, and I felt somewhat at ease once I had exited their gate and began walking down the street, although the thought was still in the back of my mind. It felt better, not so suffocating.
Whenever I was around Lip it felt like I had a million voices screaming at me, wanting me to let the monster out of the cage. So tired of the constant scratching, the constant sinking feeling. I knew these were my own twisted thoughts speaking but I couldn't help but listen, Lip deserved better than me. A girl who lies to him just to hide the truth. Maybe this was better, for us both.
I continued walking, one foot in front of the other until I felt a hand latch onto my forearm, I instantly jolted away unsure of who they were until I saw his concerned blue eyes, I knew he wouldn't leave me out alone long, probably thought I needed a second alone but he probably just made the worst mistake running after me. Now I had to hurt the guy that I love with my entire heart. My entire body.
"Look, Y/n. You're going through shit alright, but I'm here. Don't push me away. Because when I was going through shit, you were there for me alright" Lip spoke, he sounded so fierce with his words yet they were so soft as well, warming me from the inside out. Pushing away from the guilt that gnawed at me. He was the one thing that distracted me but how could he also be the one thing that brought it so heavily into my head. "Just... Just talk to me."
I tried to look away, knowing that what I had to say was something neither of us wanted to hear, but it needed to be said. I'd rather tell him this lie than tell him the truth. He'd hate me but I'd prefer it this way. That way he never knows or has to. I feel his hand press lightly against my turned cheek, lightly pulling me back to face him. Revealing the tears that had spilled down from my eyes and the tears building up in his. He knew.
"I can't do this anymore, Lip. I'm so tired and I just need a break from this" I say, his hand falters from my face slightly before he places his hand on my opposite cheek, now with both of his hands holding my face, I'm unsure of his next words but I don't stop "Us. I can't do us anymore Lip, It was never going to work"
He shakes his head, the tears fall "Shut the fuck up. Alright, shut up. You don't mean that — you can't mean that." He kisses me "We love each other." Another kiss "Whatever you're going through, doesn't have to make us end like this" He shakes my head — not hard — trying to rid the thoughts that had compelled me to do this, but I grab his wrists and pull away but he only fights back harder, grabbing my own wrists in his hands leaving us stuck. "You don't get to do this, not now. Please" He begs.
"Fuck, Lip." I think, think of a way to make him hate me... I got it. I let go of his wrists, so now he's only holding mine. "There's someone else. I've been seeing someone else. And I-" The lie feels like acid on my tongue, and my nostrils burn but I continue "I love him, I'm sorry Lip"
He hasn't said a word, he hadn't even looked at me. How do you even react to a bomb like this, we were happy and now this. What had happened, oh, that's right. I fucked it all up. But this was going to happen one way or another whether it was from this lie or the truth. He lets go of my wrists, I had already let go prior. His head was bowed, I felt shameful. I let him down.
He finally looked up at me, with those beautiful blue eyes I fell for, the ones that held love, concern, happiness but now... now they looked enraged, betrayed, disgusted. I'd had rather die than known this look from Lip. He never looked down at me as much as he did right now. Hell, he'd probably never seen me like that ever.
"Don't ever fucking come near me again" He turns away from me and continues the walk back to his house but he stops, he fucking stops and he turns before saying "I should've seen it coming, dating a skank like you" With those last venomous words, he leaves. I hear the door slam shut behind him.
I stand frozen, appalled by my lie. I fell to the ground, leaning against the gate to the house I was unsure of. I hated myself so much for hurting him, for losing his trust that I would never gain back. But I reminded myself it was better this way. It was, for the both of us.
Now he'd never have to know about our miscarriage...
***
He slammed the front door behind him, his mind was swirling and he couldn't think straight. He wanted to punch something or — preferably the guy that had been fucking his girl — someone. He ignored the looks of concern on his family's face who were all sitting in the living room getting ready to watch a movie.
Lip hadn't seen it when he first entered but there was a spot on the end of the couch, enough space for two people. You and him. You were always there for movie night, Debbie would have your head if you didn't come. He wouldn't be surprised if Debbie is more hurt by the break up than him.
It felt surreal when he finally made it to his room, glad that no one was inside. He wanted to breathe, he didn't want to break anything but he wanted to break things like you had broken his heart. But hell, not even he was that merciless. He wanted to scream his throat raw and cry his sockets dry. But he felt so numb, so lost, so conflicted on his emotions that it frustrated him more.
"Fuck!" He yelled, slamming his hand into the wall. Ouch. Bad choice. But after the pain seared away, he wanted to do it again. You left his mind for a split second there. He knew that his pain wasn't in his chest but his hand. So he did it again. And again. Again. Aga- He heard the door open and he stopped. After a second, the pain faded and it reformed in his chest, your smile fading back into his mind. Dammit.
He could tell by the perfume that lingered around him that it wasn't one of his brothers, but his big sister. He wanted to cry, he felt so weak under her stare. So broken. Like he was some rusty ass toy that she had just found at the back of her closet. So overused and fragile. That's what you caused. He hated you so much right now.
"Lip... Your hand." Fiona points out, he notices the blood but he's silent, he moves away from her and sits on Ian's bed with his head in his hands. He wasn't even sure she was still in the room until he felt the bed sink beside him. "What happened? Where's Y/n?"
Y/n... Just your name, that's all it took for him to relive the moment all over again. The tears falling down your face, as you told him the truth. The distance that you had created between the two of you was so noticeable it hurt him, had you been so careless on purpose, did you want him to hurt, what had he done to deserve such pain from you. The love of his life.
"She loves someone else..." He mutters, it's hard to hear the words come from his own mouth. He wants someone to pinch him so he wakes up to find you sleeping soundly beside him, head on his chest and your legs tangled together but this wasn't a dream, if it was anything it was his worst nightmare. "She fucking loves someone else."
Lip hadn't noticed but Ian was now standing at the door, he heard the words that were said and that seemed to hang in the air. None of them knew what to do with it so it stayed floating waiting for someone to say something but what do you say to someone that had just lose their other half.
"Are you sure? I mean it's Y/n we're talking ab-" Fiona tries to make sure she's hearing things right, she knew you, you loved Lip more than life itself. There was no fucking way you had found someone else, someone new to love.
"Seeing as she just fucking ending things with me because there was someone else might be a clear fucking sign of that" He snaps at her, he doesn't mean to but he can't find a way to diminish this anger. Lip was now standing before Fiona, anger clear on his face as he felt a hand land on his shoulder. He turned to see Ian. His brother had been there for him his entire life. And he was here now. Of course, he was. Lip couldn't help but give him a small smile before it fell and Lip looked at his brother hoping he had the answer "What did I do wrong?"
Ian shook his head as Lip fell into his arms, sobs racking his body as he couldn't hold himself up anymore. They had seen Lip cry but never like this, never to the point of barely being able to hold himself up.
He loved you with every bit of himself, and when he lost you, well, he lost as much as he loved with.
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numbaoneflaya · 3 years
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Can I get a list of all ur ocs?
Well anon youve done it, you made me make a list of all my major OCS in one place. I hope your happy with yourself. Under the cut for obvious reasons, may link in my blog desc later.
Modern/BTD verse!!
Jilly- Ferret beastkin little creature, was recently turned into a werewolf by vincent as well so she's running around on full moons in a wereferret wolf hybrid creature form. Chaotic and friendly and wants to be everyone's bestie. She has the most energy in the world and is very kind hearted. Banned from most Claires for stealing and from one Home Depot for climbing the shelves. Prone to living life with rose colored glasses on and seeing the best in everything/everything even when there's nothing there. Socialization is a must for her and is why being basemented/kidnapped broke her psych so quickly and developed severe stockholm. Sometimes overly talkative/enthusiastic and can scare people off. Even if she sees someone shes decided shes friends with be noticeably 'evil', will convince herself it must be for some reason/her fault and ignore it.
Ciggy- Undead punk still learning to harness his powers to interact with the world as a ghost. Was sacrificed by a cult he joined for free concert tickets and to get laid. Likes to cause problems on purpose both pre and prior death and he's not above possessing someone once he learns how to. Was called Rooster in high school before he dropped out because he's loud, obnoxious and always screaming. And also has bright red dyed hair. Looking 4 ways to become less ghosty bcs he wants to be able to help raise his infant daughter, whom he died before he could meet. Bit annoying and in your face, likes poking at bruises, his or others. Kind of a sad heart seeking attention through volume and persistence.
Mike: Vampire loser! Sells drugs and lives at raves. Was turned when she was attacked by a coked out vampire (whom she supplied the product to) and has major scarring on her face and chest. Needs a somewhat constant influx of blood so shell sometimes take victims back to her place and chain them up, slowly draining them over time. Feels bad (ish) about it tho so it is possible to survive her if you are nice and or interesting enough. Kind of desperate for a friend and for love. Is a stalker. If she likes you enough/finds you interesting, she might just appear in your house one night and start rummaging through your fridge like nothing is wrong and youve been besties for years. Its best to indulge her and be friendly, otherwise she could turn violent quickly if her feelings are hurt.
Kilaine- Regular human woman, but fucked up. Born and raised by an elite waspy society she had an interest in the human body and pain tolerance since she was young. Quickly learned that these traits were socially unacceptable in most professions, so she became a doctor. The only family she cared about was her younger sister who she lost in a car accident, where they were flipped over and trapped inside while it was afire. While her sister burned up in front of her Kilaine only lost her left arm and had major burns on her body. This tipped her descent into sadism and she is now madly obsessed with bringing her sister back no matter the cost. Rude and offstandish, clinical.
Dragon age verse!
Thurwen- My main Hero of Ferelden with a bad temper and a heart of gold. City elf from the Denerim Alienage, 18 at the start of origins. She's a reaver warrior with a lot of pent up rage which sometimes scares others when she lets it out in battle. Over the years she's grown less moody as she's had to take the role of Commander. Crude sense of humor and violent impulses, very sensitive to the plights of others and tries often to help. Never seen crying in public but only cries to herself at night- major martyr and hanged man complex.
Caz- My circle mage elf inquisitor who was an apostate before the conclave. Blood magic, but make it sneaky. Wary of strangers and new faces, always dealing with the impulse to flee/find a high vantage point. Endless curiosity about the unknown/ the forbidden/ naughty, was supposed to be made tranquil for it but she escaped. Kind of a little creature as well, lived on her own for a while as an apostate in the woods, filed her teeth down to sharp ends to make herself look more intimidating (shes 5 ft tall) and less cute (her elf ears are huge and expressive, which shes embarrassed about)
Dag and Thagna- Carta twins! Professional lyrium smugglers since birth pretty much. Raised casteless in dust town and had to work their way up the chain of command by themselves. Dag is the brother, Thagna the sister. Their father traded them to the carta for drinking money and their mom died in childbirth so they have somewhat of a codependent relationship. Both charismatic and calculating, friendly and agreeable but won't hesitate to put a dagger in your back. Hard to pin down morally or physically, squirrelly bastards.
Reila: Dalish elf who works for the inquisition/ is the inquisitor in some aus. She has an extreme fixation on elvhen history and rebuilding what they have lost. Not a people person, prefers solitude. Takes some time to warm up to shemhlen as she has a hard history with them. Good friends with Caz, who recruited her in the first place. Doesn't understand very many social cues and finds societal expectations limiting and frustrating. Fondness for halla and hooved animals, which she finds graceful.
Elder scrolls verse!
Valkya: Near seven foot nord woman whos over a thousand years old by the events of skyrim. Tall and buff, two handed warrior and compulsive hero there to bask in the spotlight save the day. She was killed at the start of the events of Elder scrolls online and had her soul ripped out and sent to coldharbor and she's just been a pain in the ass about it since then. Her body can physically die and will not regrow pieces. Her soul however will escape and teleport to the nearest source of power where her body will regrow from an aetherial plasm until its whole again. Loud and brash, friendly and jovial. Actually pretty keen especially after centuries of life but prefers to play dumb as it makes people underestimate her. Plus, she really does enjoy mud wrestling and drinking contests and acting generally like a rambunctious frat boy. Ha developed a bit of a substance problem and a problem with acting out, as after being alive so long she would turn to anything to dull the ache inside of her that never goes away.
Espira- My Dragonborn! Redguard from Hammerfell who was briefly in the Ash’abah due to killing undead while protecting her parents water farm as a child. Ran away from them after years and went to Cyrodille, then to Skyrim and was caught crossing the border. Reserved, kind and soft spoken, she's a sword and shield warrior who's committed herself to doing good in the world by helping others. Dislikes killing and anything messy but believes it is often necessary in order to protect the weak. She blacksmiths often to save money on the upkeep of her own equipment, and takes up metal jewelry working as a hobby with the excess material. Prone to trusting others too much and giving too many second chances, as shes always looking for ways to make even the most hardened criminal a second look at life.
Riley- Espiras little brother who she locked in the wardrobe during the event of the water farm attack. In preventing him from doing violence against the undead she kept him from being conscripted into the Ash’abah. He's way more chaotic than his sister, and suffers from a case of little sibling syndrome in which he will often pester/poke at people just to get a rise out of them. Still kind hearted as his sister, he tries to hide it because he believes that the world is a cruel place and the cruel survive. Despite that belief he is often still unable to force himself to be cruel/careless, only making a show of it so that others leave him alone and don't see that he's very sensitive and emotional. Deaf in one ear due to a magic mishap in his youth, he trained and enchanted his most beloved rats to live for years and sit on his shoulder, alerting him to noises he would not otherwise notice.
Felria: Evil vamp :/ chaotic evil dunmer necromancer. Small and devilish and likes dead bodies too much. Manipulative and cunning, she loves acting. She's a trained assassin for the dark brotherhood and is the speaker. Likes dressing up for missions and wearing disguises like its all a play. Loves toying with people more than she loves killing them, will act in ways that cause as much trauma as possible for other people just for fun and she finds the reactions interesting. Considers herself too far removed from most people's perception of morality and of her so it's hard for her to trust someone or see them as worthy of knowing her. Finds the psychology of grief and fear to be interesting and wants to study them first hand. The hero of kvatch.
Herren: Fifty something year old rat woman looking for something to keep her going. Ran away from her wealthy family in her youth when they wanted her to take charge of the household, instead became an infamous jewel thief and swashbuckler. Spent most of her life traveling and stealing and double dealing. She's smarmy and sarcastic, a serial romancer of the highest caliber. Bit of a show off and a hedonist, always looking for the next good party or new product to snort. Her family died off due to the hard times she wasn't there for and she keeps looking for bigger and bigger heists to fill her appetite as she's chronically bored and lonely, though wont accept intimacy and will scoff at it out of the belief she doesn't deserve it. Irresponsible and selfish, lonely and terrified of any sort of commitment. Fun to party with though!
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cassthecringe · 3 years
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Apart from Jotaro and Kakyoin (unfortunately) what are your other favourite jojo ships? I’d love to know
OHHHH POST YOUVE OPENED A CAN OF FUCKING WORMS LET ME GO OFF
i have a disease that makes me invested in the joestars’ happiness to an absurd level so bc of that a lot of ships i enjoy involve,,,one joestar,,,but there r others i swear let me just start rantingi
jonaeriwagon is soooooo so so cute it involves the most wholesome and purehearted jojo characters and it makes me smile so wide. erina and jonathan r childhood sweethearts and erina helped jonathan back on his feet after he lost EVERYTHING in the first fight against dio at the mansion. jonathan and speedwagon are best FRIENDS OKAY!! SPEEDWAGON LITERALLY CHANGES HIS ENTIRE WALK OF LIFE BECAUSE OF JONATHAN AND THE KINDNESS HE SHOWED HIM. i know erina and speedwagon didn't interact a whole lot in part 1 but like they're BEST. FRIENDS. in part 2, so much so joseph thought something was going on between them. i bring this up bc then it’s proof that this ship is full of ppl who just care for each other so much. they just adore each other and love each other and I'm crying
caejoseq is my FAVVV OKAY they're so stupid and in love. i love love love love imagining caesar and suziq falling in love slowly when he’s first training as lisalisa’s student and like they never do anything about it cause they're both so shy (yes caesar is shy bc these feelings r more genuine romance rather than sexual, unlike his other flings) but it’s obvious enough they both understand to a degree the other knows they like them sjkd;dn cuties. but then JOSEPH BARGES IN with his stupid hamon-breathing mask and his stupid blue-green eyes and his stupid lax personality combined with the moments he takes thing seriously during which is works hard as fuck/smart as fuck. he just completely sweeps them off their feet they had no fuckin warning whatsoever. so after a bunch of messy and intense pining from the both of them they eventually sit down and are like okay. we should do smth about feelings actually. so they Do and it ends with the polycule and I'm (”: smiling so wide they loved each other do u understand
AVPOL!! DO NOT GET ME STARTED OKAY it’s the survivor’s guilt and cherishing and longing for me sis!!!!!! I'm just saying both have pasts (araki said avdol’s backstory was so sad he didn't wanna put it into sdc so that’s where I'm drawing this from) that leave them focused on things other than their direct happiness/their own futures but then they connect and even though they're so fucking different they are SOOO different they're still the same on this level and i think!!! that would be everything for them finally someone who understands...listen I'm ging to go insane do you hear me. avdol loves this stupid fucking Frenchman so much because said stupid fucking Frenchman just cares so much about everything. meanwhile polnareff is in love with this fuckin god of a man who’s patient and kind and funny and a skilled enough fighter it’s stated explicitly in canon “oh avdol’s the one we need to worry about most not jotaro” like fuck polnareff is ENAMOURED WITH HIM!! AND I DONT FUCKING BLAME HIM!! and just dude. when pol thinks avdol came back to life and he starts crying tears of joy and hugs him so tightly and avdol just laughs but hugs him back imfmfjfj help. help. help. help. help. POLNAREFF LITERALLY ASKS HIM OUT ON A DATE THIS IS FUCKIN!!! CANON!!! i cant do this stupid fuckign idiots i love them
JOSUYASU!!!!!! TWO GUYS BEIGN DUDES WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT??? like listen we have such a SLEW of wholesome moments between these two the opening to the tonio episode is literally just them going on a date OKUYASU WAS GONNA FEED JOSUKE AND JOSUKE DIDNT EVEN FUCKING QUESTION IT OKAY THAT’S KINDA GAY THAT HAS ROMANTIC FUCKING UNDERTONES!! and them fighting against shigechi idk man i just love their dynamic it’s such a pleasant bro relationship and i love them. but even beyond the wholesome moments when okuyasu fucking dies josuke loses his SHIT!!! DO YOU HEAR ME HE GOES FUCKIGN INSANE!!!!! HE’S SCREAMING AND CRYING AND BEGGING OKUYASU TO WAKE UP AT THE EXPENSE OF HIS LIFE FUCKIGN HAYATO HAD TO SHRIEK AT HIM TO MOVE HIS ASS OUT OF THE WAY OF KIRA’S BOMB LIKE!! listen the recklessness and furiousness of josuke’s tactics after okuyasu “”died”” haunts me. he didn't want to live in a world without him and meanwhile okuyaus LITERALLY TRIUMPHS OVER DEATH BECAUSE HE DOESNT WANT TO LEAVE JOSUKE’S SIDE HELP ME GIRL FJKF;NDJN FUCK. fuck. so yeah i lvoe them
fugionara... any combination of this ship makes me go nuts okay okay. the dynamics in the bucci gang will forever leave me in tatters but THE ONES BETWEEN THESE THREE IN PARTICULAR. FUCK ME UP. it’s the healing it’s the animosity it’s the regret it’s the trying to figure out your own mentally ill self while also the world ur in with these ppl u love so much and I'm going crazy okay okay okay. idk how to quite put my feelings for them in worlds i just have a lot of them and they are fuckin. overhwelming. just narancia for example meant EVERYTHING to fugo as evidence by purple haze feedback (literally every other paragraph is a flashback) and the only time giorno cries in the anime is when narancia dies. meanwhile fugo saved narancia’s life and giorno knew when to take narancia seriously as opposed to a joke. and then THE WHOLE DISCUSSION ABOUT GRIEF FUGO AND GIORNO HAVE IN PURPLE HAZE FEEDBACK? listen something about these three make me go insane and feral
foolymes like okay. okay. I'm shaking like a dog trying not to go overboard on this justification just listen to me. hermes and jolyne first find someone to trust in prison in each other. jolyne cares abt her enough that she first learns how to use stone free’s string-on-a-telephone ability bc she wanted to watch over hermes. hermes loves nd respects jolyne that after she wakes up from getting a stand shes like “hm. wonder where jolyne is” and goes to find her before all that bullshit happened just hey okay LISTEN TO ME!! and then they get foo they save her it’s just like fucking kakyoin they give her another chance and they show her what relationships are supposed to be like (fulfilling) they enjoy her company and make her laugh and she makes them laugh in return ohmy god EVERYTHING FOO FIGHTERS DID WAS FOR JOLYNE AND HERMES DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME!!! the marilyn mansion debt collector arc. the kiss of love and revenge arc. foo fighter’s death. I'm going to eat rocks in an attempt to stop feeling oh my god JOLYNE DIDNT EVEN BELEIVE FOO FIGHTERS WAS DYING AND THEN SHE GOT HYSTERICAL LIKE “BUT WE CAN JUST REMAKE YOU RIGHT WE HAVE YOUR STAND DISC??” SHE DOESNT WANT HER TO GOOO HELP ME HELP ME. I'm in tatters these three girls loved each other so fucking much they just wanted each other safe and they DESERVED to be safe and happy together but araki is fucking evil
jotaweather I KNOW THIS IS A CRACK SHIP I KNOW I KNOW I KNOW DONT FUCKIGN LOOK AT ME JUST HEAR ME OUT. jotaro and weather r both of similar demeanor that is quiet soft-speaking intimidating strong big aura of sadness coming from them. both have powerful stands and both had real fucked up luck in the love department. i also hc both to be autistic so that’d be another similarity. i jus think them settling down together after everything went down in a stone ocean au would be very soft and sweet yknow? they wouldn't even necessarily start it off in a romantic sense but they just take the time to try and heal with each other and eventually it just kinda veers that way. yeah
gyjo for OBVIOUS reasons like are you serious? gyro changed johnny’s fucking lfie from the SECOND they first interact johnny begins to push himself and tries to reach further/go further. and in turn johnny shows gyro you cant always be a wet blanket you need to take a stand this both helps his resolve to save the kid AND helps him to take the measures necessary to get to his goal. like gyro would not have been able to find johnny in the “who shot johnny joestar?” arc if he hadn't gone through, say, the ring roadagain arc with johnny first. listen man their relationship is literally the catalyst for this whole part it’s the driving force i just. they love each other they love each other thank you goodnight I'm emo
yasugap is just so so so so sweet it makes me so happy,,like okay josuk8 literally has a daydream where all that happens is he gives yasuho some candy and she eats it and is like “aw josuke this is so good thanks!” and she smiles at him and that’s IT THAT’S THE DAYDREAM 😭 listen they just love each other so much and i am emo. they literally SAVED EACH OTHER OKAY LIKE yasuho pulls him from the dirt and like she mentioned during the flashback chapter with the hairpin and her dad, it was also the other way around....saving josuke also saved herself and just LISTEN TO ME. THEY LOVE EACH OTHER. it’s a very sweet and healthy relationship and i hope to god araki makes it canon please sir ill bite you
anyway yeah these are the main main ones ? that i ship ship. like you'll get me excited if u mention them. anyway this post has gone on long enough so I'm gonna end it here by saying i really do have a thing where the relationship focuses on healing/helping one or both parties to save/improve themselves
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