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ghoulfuckersincorporated · 2 days

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i'm loving your posts about the Ghoul!

What are your thoughts about the first time with him? i think it totally makes sense that he is touch starved for the last 200 years.

Maybe the reader reassures him that she wants it, and he says for how long he was thinking about it 😆

Thank you so much for the ask, Anon! I actually have multiple pieces in the works depicting this, so I thought I'd do a little general headcanon overview in the meantime.

First Time Sex With The Ghoul

Despite his big, tough exterior, the poor man is so nervous (and also having a lot of feelings about being with someone for the first time since Barb), so you'll have to really be sensitive to that.

Definitely a long time coming. Even if you started propositioning the man the moment you met him, it would take a solid while of traveling with him before he would even begin to really consider any sort of physical affection between you two as an option. Between self consciousness at how long it's been since he was with anyone, body image issues, touch issues, and genuine disbelief that you'd actually want that with any ghoul, let alone him, he's gotta take a while to work up the guts, frankly.

Also takes quite a while because the mood is spoiled for him easily. I won't say that he's looking for reasons to not have sex (or to stop if you're doing things); moreso that the poor thing simply suffers from hypervigilance after not being able to be that vulnerable for so long. You're camping out within ten miles of a settlement and you wanna fool around? "We shouldn't. Could cause trouble if someone sees us." Slight noise somewhere off in the far distance? "I better go check and see what that was." You make a slightly strangled sound of pleasure? "Shit, am I hurtin' you? Maybe we should stop."

Once you finally work your way up to that point, don't expect to see much of his actual body. At most, he'll take off the hat and the duster. The very first time, I don't even see the gloves coming off, honestly, unless lightening has struck between you. I don't think he would want you to touch any more of his skin than necessary.

All that said, I think once you get him comfortable enough that you're getting naked, he'll be much more at ease. He feels both protected and aroused by being fully clothed while you're naked against him.

Spends a long time in the foreplay stage, mostly because he still remembers what feels good on that front and all your sounds and reactions make him feel confident. Lots of kissing; he adores how much you like to kiss him. He's not so sure he remembers all the steps of the main event, so making you cum on his fingers and tongue over and over again eases his nerves a bit, since he knows that even if he's terrible when the time comes, he at least showed you a decent time.

Speaking of which, as positive as I am that becoming a ghoul would give you pretty decent stamina (increased healing and "recovery" rate?), I am also positive that the second this poor touch-starved man is inside you, he's cumming. You both are sort of anticipating it, though, so no one panics. Give it a few and y'all can go again, trust me. He definitely feels embarrassed, but it'll help a lot if you don't make a big deal of it, reassure him how much you want him, how good he makes you feel. Resist the urge to use the "L" word; this whole situation is already so emotionally overwhelming for him that you're better off waiting.

Once that particular pitfall is navigated, though, his sexual confidence skyrockets. He's dipped his toes back in the pool and no one is dead or heartbroken, and it felt amazing, so have fun navigating 200 years of backed up sexual urges once that dam is broken!

#cooper howard #the ghoul #cooper howard smut #cooper howard x reader #cooper howard x you #cooper howard headcanons #ghoulcy #vaultghoul #fallout tv show #fallout prime #submission

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musicforastylesrestaurant · 2 days

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Flower Crowns.

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anniversary masterlist here !!

authors note - hi!! this is the last post ill be doing for my anniversary week and this is one of my most favourite little one shots ive wrote in my opinion so i hope you enjoy, it’s a little bit dark so if that’s not your cuppa then feel free to skidadle ☺️

word count - 1k

in which, harrys your body guard because your father is a mafia boss and instead of him taking a bullet for you, you end up taking a bullet for him.

warnings - mentions of guns and shooting, mafia, vulgar language and blood.

With your books hugged close to your chest and your backpack thrown over one shoulder, The campus is bustling with students, the energy vibrant and contagious. You and your best friend Rayleigh chat animatedly, caught up in the ease of your conversation.

"I can't believe Professor Thompson assigned us another case study," Rayleigh groans, rolling her eyes. "Does he think we have no other classes?"

You laugh, adjusting your grip on your books. "I know, right? As if we didn't already have enough on our plates. But I guess it's good practice."

Rayleigh nods in agreement, her expression softening. "Yeah, you're right. Still, it's going to be a long night. Coffee later?"

"Absolutely," you reply, grinning. "I wouldn't survive without our study sessions."

As you walk through the corridors, you spot Harry leaning casually against your locker. His presence is striking, a mix of calm and vigilance that makes him stand out from the crowd. He's dressed in a plain black T-shirt and jeans, his tattooed arms crossed over his chest.

"There's your shadow," Rayleigh teases, nudging you gently.

You chuckle, feeling a mixture of embarrassment and amusement.

Rayleigh gives you a quick hug. "See you later."

"Bye, Ray," you say, waving as she heads off.

You approach your locker, where Harry straightens up as you get closer.

"Hey," you greet him, opening your locker and starting to put your things away.

"Hey," Harry replies, his voice steady and calm. "How was class?"

"Busy, as usual," you say, glancing over at him. "Professor Thompson assigned us another case study. I'm starting to think he enjoys watching us suffer."

Harry chuckles softly. "Sounds intense. Y’handling it okay?"

"Yeah, it's all part of the deal," you shrug, organizing your books. "How about you? How's standing guard duty treating you?"

He smirks. "S’a bit different from m’usual assignments, but I don't mind. Keeps me on my toes."

You finish putting your things away and close your locker, turning to face him fully. "I appreciate it, you know. Having you around makes me feel a lot safer."

Harry's expression softens slightly. "S’the goal. M’here to make sure nothing happens to you."

You nod, feeling a sense of comfort in his presence. "Thanks, H. It means a lot."

He nods in return, his gaze steady and reassuring. "Anytime. Ready to head home?"

As you walk towards your car, chatting with Harry about inconsequential things, a sense of normalcy begins to settle over you. The campus is still busy, students milling around, completely unaware of the tension that shadows your every step.

Suddenly, you notice a red dot flickering on Harry's chest. Your heart stops. Your mind races, realizing the implications—someone knows Harry is protecting you, and taking him out would make it easier for them to get to you.

Without a second thought, you push Harry out of the way. "Harry, look out!"

A gunshot rings out, splitting the air, and you feel a searing pain in your shoulder. You scream, falling to the ground in front of him.

The world spins as you hit the pavement, agony spreading through your body. Students around you scream and scatter, the chaos erupting in the once peaceful campus.

Harry is at your side in an instant, his face a mask of panic and horror.

"No, no, what have you done?" he cries, crouching down next to you. "Silly, silly girl."

A tear slips down his cheek, and your heart aches at the sight. You've never seen him cry before, not once in all the time you've known him. The anguish in his eyes is almost too much to bear.

You manage to smile weakly through the pain. "Harry... you're too pretty to cry."

"And you're too pretty to die," he replies, his voice breaking. "S’was never supposed to happen. S’my job to protect you."

He presses down on your wound, trying to stop the bleeding, his hands shaking. "Everything is going to be fine. Just hold on, help is coming."

You focus on Harry’s face, seeing the raw emotion and determination in his eyes.

"Promise me….you'll be careful," you manage to say, your voice barely audible.

"M’promise," he says fiercely, more tears falling. "But y’have to promise me you'll fight. Fight to stay with me."

You nod weakly, using every bit of strength you have left. "I'll... fight."

As the world around you blurs and fades, Harry’s face is the last thing you see, filled with raw, heartbreaking emotion. He leans closer, his voice trembling.

"I love you," he whispers, his words like a lifeline pulling you back from the brink.

Love.

You had always loved Harry, you can’t pinpoint a time when you first felt it, perhaps it was when you first met him, or when your lips first connected to his, but it was a feeling you had always felt and always would feel.

"I... love you too," you whisper back, your voice barely more than a breath. The pain is overwhelming, and you can feel yourself slipping away.

"Tell my father..." you start, struggling to get the words out. "Tell him I want a flower crown... when I'm buried."

Flower crowns had always been your thing, your mother had taught you how to make them when you were little and your father always had one in his office, as a reminder of both you at her.

His girls.

They were a symbol of your family.

Like a family crest.

Harry shakes his head fiercely, more tears spilling down his cheeks. "You're not going to get buried because you and I are going to get married and live forever. We'll have babies and grow old together."

You manage a faint smile at his words, the thought of a future with him a beautiful distraction from the pain. "Harry..."

"Stay with me," he pleads, his voice raw with emotion. "Keep your eyes open. Don't you dare close them."

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deerlottie · 1 day

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thinking about lucy begging you to try something new but she immediately regrets it ;( doing this https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=6464ff6ec3194 to her until she can't stop sobbing. allowing her to set up the pace and she's so confused when you make her stop for the first time, and when you explain what you're going to do she immediately starts regretting her choice

she's already crying and you've only edges her twice, then making her lick the huge mess she made on your pants before continuing humping your leg like a dog in heat 😭 oh my godddd she definitely can't stop whining and crying, accidentally mentioning how mean you are and that's when you decide she's not cumming. she cries for hours and tries to convince you to let her cum until she falls asleep in a puddle of her own saliva and tears, but how could you let such a beautiful little thing like her suffer? you end up waking her up with your fingers deep inside of her and a small vibrator pressed against her puffy clit <3

she keeps moving closer and closer to your tdick/strap bulge and you’re too busy eyeing how wet and beautiful her pussy looks that you don’t even notice it until she holds onto your shirt while humping the bulge 😵‍💫 and godddd making her clean up her mess ;( she's lapping it up and making your pant legs even wetter. once she's back on ur leg, she's doing everything in her power to get you to crumble and let her cum - wiggling her ass for you, making sure you feel how her pussy throbs as she grinds down extra hard, and moaning ur name with that raspy voice of hers.

thinking about her passing out on your chest and you still make her hump your strap bulge :( she's pouting and crying even in her sleep, and you feel bad </3 (just a bit ;p) letting her cum as many times as she wants (and doesn't want) because you're just drunk on her...cooing at her as she whines and sobs from how good it hurts >___< Also!! another thought that came to me was double ended vibrators... overstimming the both of you 😵‍💫😵‍💫

#lucy maclean thoughts 💭

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immediatebreakfast · 1 day

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It's proposal day! It's another Lucy day!

One thing that I noticed in between the suitors, and Lucy's non explained accepted proposal is how the tone in the paragraph where she talks about the sexist ideas of women being lesser than men seems to be... dejected, and I dare to say exhausted.

I suppose that we women are such cowards that we think a man will save us from fears, and we marry him.

The language that Lucy uses, the sudden inclusion of it when she is talking about the proposals, all of it feels like a rehearsed point that has been hammered into Lucy's head many times. It reads as she is is trying to interrupt her sadness over rejecting Quincey and Jack by reminding herself that her feeling don't matter in the situation.

This is not only simple misogynist ideals that Bram Stoker included in a female character, but also there is something deeper there that alludes to Lucy restricting herself because of her education as a lady.

Mr. Seward, and Mr. Morris are the ones suffering after the proposals, not her. She, the 19 years girl who is for the first time steping into the role of victorian woman, is the cause of their suffering, so Lucy as a woman cannot feel bad for herself because her own existance isn't noble nor worthy. Lucy must center her conflicting feelings, and her tears around the two gentleman she had to reject.

This is not an opinion for Lucy, it's a fact that her entire social, and cultural environment has been telling her since she was born. However there is this little detail that makes her comments a little bit worse for her mental space.

why are men so noble when we women are so little worthy of them? Here was I almost making fun of this great-hearted, true gentleman.

Remember that this is Lucy writing to Mina, and consequently Jonathan because she gave her permission to tell him; two people that she is implied to know since chilhood, and two lovers that definitely do not follow the picture that Lucy paints. In this letter Lucy is almost baring her soul enough to Mina, who despite most likely holding the same ideals doesn't experience the actual whole weight of them as a woman.

Even if it's very clear that she is utterly smittem with Arthur, does Lucy longs for the odd for the times dynamic of Mina and Jonathan? Does she feels that as much as she loves Arthur with all of heart, all of that stuff will still resonate in every step, and action she takes in their marriage?

Oh, why must a man like that be made unhappy when there are lots of girls about who would worship the very ground he trod on? I know I would if I were free—only I don't want to be free. ... I am very, very happy, and I don't know what I have done to deserve it.

Lucy is midly aware that her position is a cage, even if she chose the man she will marry she still views her own decision as the entrance of a cage. However, thanks to her upbringing, Lucy doesn't see this as an opportunity to try, and build a relationship with equal footing like Mina, instead Lucy tells herself that she, as a woman, doesn't deserve enough the happiness she feels.

And that is so tragic.

#New skill unlocked: let's examine the misogyny in this book in a deeper manner #Yes it's bad yes it was a product of its time (even thought some ideas are still today but that's another conversation) but why is it bad #How is it bad and in what way influences both Lucy and Mina within the narrative #dracula daily #dracula #lucy westenra

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cirilla-fiona-riannon · 1 day

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Galileo Galilei Main Story

Translations may not always capture the exact nuances or tone of the original text. Expect grammatical errors and inaccuracies.

CW: Blood, Non-consensual biting

After Mitsuki rushed to Miguel and the others, Galileo and Drake watched the entire scene unfold.

Galileo: "If, hypothetically, humans captured a vampire kid and even hunters intervened to punish him, it would provoke the anger of other vampires, especially the purebloods."

Galileo: "They have always despised humans."

Drake: "All the conditions were in place for humans and vampires to confront each other, but that didn't happen."

Drake: "Mitsuki got involved; even historical figures showed up, and it ended without turning into a full-blown conflict."

Drake: "It's like luck is on her side. Her presence changes the course of the future."

Drake: "It looks like Mitsuki is indeed the woman of destiny."

After stating this conclusion, Drake let out a sigh.

Drake: "Even so, nothing has changed since the old days. Humans and vampires still hate and kill each other."

Drake: "In the end, all that awaits is destruction."

Galileo: "Yeah."

Even though he nodded at Drake's grim words, all he could think about was the scene they had just witnessed.

Galileo: ".........."

Galileo clenched his fist tightly and slightly lowered his sorrowful eyes.

He looked away from Mitsuki's figure, which was stirring up memories of his own past and shaking his beliefs.

Galileo: "Humans and vampires alike are nothing but foolish creatures."

Galileo: "They repeat their bloodstained history over and over again, refusing to learn anything."

Galileo: "But we can't just wait for the future that will inevitably come."

Galileo: "Let's make sure we get the destruction we need to end this world."

In his eyes, now staring straight ahead, there was no longer any trace of sorrow.

Miguel: "Mireia..."

After the residents and hunters had left, he forced out her name in a trembling voice with her lifeless body lying on his knees.

Mitsuki: "If only I hadn't let go of her hand. I'm so sorry."

Napoleon: "No, it was our fault for not being able to stop the hunters at that time."

Jean: "It's too late to undo it now, but we're sorry."

Miguel: "Don't apologize. You guys are vampires, too, right?"

Miguel: "Even so, you stood up to the hunters for us. Thank you."

Miguel: "And you, big sis. When you came, I felt so relieved and happy."

Mitsuki: "Miguel..."

He turned his gaze back to Mireia, and while stroking her hair, he continued speaking.

Miguel: "I'm a pureblood, but she was originally human."

Napoleon: "You mean she was turned into a vampire?"

Miguel: "Yeah. She was abandoned by her parents and wandered the streets, so I bit her and turned her into a vampire."

Miguel: "At that time, I was lonely, and she looked lonely, too."

Mitsuki: "I see, so that's how it was."

Turned vampires don't have the same resilient bodies or healing abilities as purebloods.

If they suffer serious injuries, they can die.

(That's why he said that earlier.)

After that, he began to speak little by little about their situation.

He had been living with his pureblood parents until one day, the vampire hunters captured them.

Miguel, who managed to escape alone, wandered through various towns and met Mireia, whom he turned into a vampire.

They started living together, but as children, they struggled to find blood for sustenance and had no place to stay.

One day, they found a dead person on a street corner in the slums and drank blood from it to stave off hunger.

Since then, they have been searching for corpses to drink blood from, but unfortunately, the residents caught them.

Miguel: "We never actually killed anyone."

Miguel: "We knew drinking blood from the dead wasn’t right, but I didn’t want Mireia to suffer."

His face twisted in anguish, as if he were about to cry again.

My chest tightened painfully, remembering the sight of the two holding hands so affectionately.

(They supported each other to survive even though they weren't real siblings, and even though one was a vampire and the other a former human.)

They were like little birds huddling together for warmth.

Miguel: "It's all my fault."

(Miguel?)

Miguel: "If I hadn’t invited Mireia to come with me when we met back then, she might have been picked up by someone else and lived happily by now."

Miguel: "She was killed by the hunters because she was with me!"

He gritted his teeth tightly.

Miguel: "Why? Why do the hunters take away my loved ones?"

Miguel: "Why did Mireia have to die!?"

I held my breath as he looked up, his eyes filled with intense emotion.

His profound sorrow turned into rage, reminding me of Galileo.

(I remember feeling the same despair.)

I remembered him screaming as if he had lost himself.

Jean & Napoleon: "Miguel."

Miguel: "I won't forgive them. I won't forgive those who took my parents and killed Mireia."

Miguel: "If they take lives just because they're vampires, then I'll kill them next time and get my revenge!"

Mitsuki: "Miguel!!"

I held him tightly, trying to suppress his anger.

Mitsuki: "Don't think about revenge. Even if you do that, your sadness won't heal."

Revenge would only lead to being consumed by anger and hatred, creating a negative cycle.

It would only reopen his wounds.

Miguel: "So you're saying you can forgive them!?"

Mitsuki: "I'm frustrated too. I think this is just too much."

(I want to blame the hunters and the townspeople, but above all, I'm angry at my own helplessness.)

I didn't know how to reconcile these feelings either.

Mitsuki: "But Mireia was smiling. She must have been happy to protect you in the end."

Mitsuki: "That's why I don't want you to be consumed by revenge and lose the kind Miguel that Mireia loved so much."

Miguel: "----!"

Napoleon & Jean: "........."

I let go of him and peered into his face.

His eyes, like stars, shook as tears overflowed and trickled down Mireia's cheek.

Miguel: "I... Ugh..."

Afterward, Miguel, exhausted from crying, fell asleep in my arms.

Napoleon carried him on his back, and Mireia’s lifeless body was cradled in Jean’s cloak.

Napoleon: “If this incident becomes publicized, Miguel will probably be exposed to public scrutiny.”

Napoleon: “If that happens, he might become a target for hunters again.”

Jean: "We're in the same boat. If they start looking towards the mansion, it’ll become troublesome."

Mitsuki: "Yeah, we don't want this to escalate any further for the sake of both of them."

After discussing, we decided to take the children to the mansion.

They agreed to explain the situation, consult Comte about Miguel's future as a pureblood, and find a peaceful resting place for Mireia.

Mitsuki: "Thank you both for your help. I'm sorry for getting you involved."

Napoleon: "You didn't drag us into this. At least we managed to save Miguel."

Jean: "Mitsuki, what will you do now? Will you return to the mansion with us?"

Mitsuki: "I..."

When I hesitated about whether to return to the mansion or the hideout, I suddenly saw a familiar piece of clothing fluttering at the corner of the street.

(Just now, was that a cloak?)

Jean: "Mitsuki?"

Mitsuki: "Sorry. I think I'll go back to the person I'm currently staying with first."

Mitsuki: "There's something that's been bothering me. For now, could I ask you to take care of Miguel?"

Jean: "I understand. Leave it to us."

Promising to visit the mansion soon, I parted ways with them and headed home.

I quietly entered the starlit room and saw Galileo gazing at the sky.

Mitsuki: "Galileo."

I called out to him, and he turned toward me without saying anything.

Mitsuki: "Were you in the alley just a while ago?"

Mitsuki: "I thought I saw you there."

Galileo: "And what if I was?"

He spoke with a cold look in his eyes.

Mitsuki: "You said it was none of your business. So why?"

It didn't seem like he just happened to visit that place after we parted ways.

(If it wasn't by chance, then what was he doing there near where Miguel and Mireia were captured?)

He answered my question.

Galileo: "I was observing your actions."

Mitsuki: "Observing?"

Galileo: "The events in the slums had the potential to deepen the conflict between humans and vampires, depending on the outcome."

Galileo: "But your actions changed the future. You even moved the historical figures."

(My actions changed the future?)

Galileo: "To achieve my goal, I needed to understand the fate you bring."

I couldn't fully understand what he was saying.

But one thing became clear.

Mitsuki: "So, you were just observing them for the sake of knowing that?"

Galileo: "........."

Mitsuki: "You did nothing while those children were being persecuted?"

He had used that situation for his own purposes.

Unlike his unchanging, mask-like expression, my lips began to tremble.

Mitsuki: "A young girl lost her life, and you just watched?"

Galileo: "........."

Galileo: "That girl was destined to die there."

Galileo: "What happened is an unchangeable fact. That's all."

At that moment, an indescribable emotion surged through me.

Mitsuki: "That's not true. Fate has nothing to do with it!"

Mitsuki: "You could've saved her life!"

Mitsuki: "How can you say it was just that and nothing more!?"

He barely furrowed his eyebrows.

Galileo: "That kind of mindset is just pure arrogance."

Galileo: "Don’t project your own helplessness onto me."

Mitsuki: "........."

The word 'helplessness,' which he told me many times, opened up a new wound.

(I know my own helplessness better than anyone.)

Every time he said it, and every time I witnessed something like today, I felt the pain again and again.

Mitsuki: "You're right. I'm helpless. I couldn't save Mireia this time either."

Mitsuki: "But to do nothing from the start is just using helplessness as an excuse!"

Mitsuki: "If there's even a little hope, I want to reach out for it. Just watching is something only a coward would do!"

Galileo: "What did you say?"

His voice resonated low, and the surrounding air wavered ominously, like flickering flames.

But the emotions running through me were unstoppable.

Mitsuki: “Even if you have a purpose, it doesn’t mean you can overlook what’s right in front of you.”

Mitsuki: “No matter what’s ahead, you can’t turn away from the lives in danger right before your eyes!”

Galileo: “..........”

Mitsuki: “You know the sorrow of loss, so you should know the pain.”

Mitsuki: “You just don’t want to face what’s happening right now because you’re a coward.”

Galileo: “Shut up!”

In an instant, my vision flipped, and my arm was seized and twisted behind my back.

His cold fingers dug into my throat, and I arched back in pain.

Mitsuki: “Ah!”

Galileo: "You think I'm a coward? Don't be ridiculous!"

Galileo: "You keep asking why I don't help, but even if I tried, the world wouldn't change! It hasn't changed!"

Mitsuki: "Galileo..."

Galileo: "People repeat the same history. Sorrow never ends, hatred begets more hatred, and lives are foolishly and eternally lost in conflict."

His fingers tightened around my throat, making it hard for me to breathe.

(I can't breathe.)

Galileo: "That's why I decided to destroy it all!"

Galileo: "And you..."

The next moment, his voice, strained and desperate, reached my ear.

Mitsuki: "Ah!?"

Something sharp pierced my skin and entered my body.

The pain in my neck made me jolt, followed by a sweet, throbbing sensation that spread through my entire body.

(What?)

(What's happening?)

As if to cut off my thoughts, his grip on my neck tightened further, blending the pain with an overwhelming, unbearable pleasure.

(He's biting me.)

Mitsuki: "Ah… Galileo…"

Galileo: "Haah. What do you know? What do you know about me!?"

Galileo: "You've never lost anything!!"

Mitsuki: "Stop…ahh!!"

His fangs sank deeply, and he sucked on my skin.

Heat spread through my body, and my fingertips grew cold due to blood loss.

(Galileo intends to kill me.)

He was draining my blood to take everything from me and kill me.

(He can't hear me.)

(My voice won't reach him.)

Touched by the abyss of his deep anger and hatred, tears began to flow down my cheeks.

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tlouconfidential · 2 days

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Of course labeling people as "good" or "bad" all depends on perspective, I don't think I hate Abby lol I'd be pissed if someone killed my dad too. She wild as hell tho for tracking him down after all these years lol, but i guess ellie does beat her in that apartment 😭 it's giving "I am crazier!!!!" vibes.

Obviously Joel is no saint and eventually someone was gonna get real pissed with him, but i will say, if someone killed my dad to save their child, it would make me think twice. Abby tried reassuring her dad and saying "if it was me I'd want you to go through with the surgery" but i think it's easier for her to say that when she's not the one on the operating table. They knocked ellie's ass out so they could kill her, mind you she's a CHILD.

And yes, Joel was fuckin brutalll with killing all those fireflies in the hospital, but its not like he could've waltzed up to the OR and said "hey, let go of my kid and lets talk it out!!" I dont think the fireflies were leaving him much of a choice either....

They clearly knew who joel and ellie were in the tunnel, marlene saying "oh they didn't recognize you sorry for knocking you out" was such fuckin bullshit. Someone said there were journal entries from when joel and ellie first entered the tunnel, they've also been anticipating their arrival for months so i'm sure they knew who the fuck joel and ellie were.

I'm sure Abby was bitter over the death of friends too, but i don't think she cared as much about the fact that there couldn't be a cure anymore as she was about her dad being killed. I'm not excusing what joel and ellie did, i definitely think ellie did a lot more damage than abby did, but I don't think Abby is completely innocent either. I'm just irked at naughty dog for making ellie suffer so much and have her end up alone, couldn't they have cut her some slack like goddamn. Not to mention joel and tommy would never have been dumb enough to tell strangers their names, I don't care if they've been in jackson for 20 years I dont think those kinds of instincts leave you. Hell even on outbreak day when that family was asking for a ride joel already wanted to not help them. Yeah whatever i know they needed it to happen for the story to progress, yada yada. They could've done something a little different though idk. and yes, even if they did say fake names I'm sure abby would still already know who they were, who knows though it could've bought them a little bit more time before it all went to shit.

#tlou #the last of us #tlou2 #the last of us confession #ellie williams #abby anderson #joel miller

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chaotic-personquotes · 1 year

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today, i met my new language teacher. she's the cutest, talks a lot and, sometimes, she gets a little bit lost. but, either way, i think she'll be a great teacher, and i'm really looking forward for this year with her.

08/02/2023

#chaotic mind #quotes #thoughts #teacher #literally the cutest #so many things happened since my last update #i came back to school #i met new teachers #talked to the ones i already knew from last year #i got sick for like four days #and got better after taking a random medicine #then my twin sister got sick #she's still suffering from it a little bit #but anyway

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piplupod · 3 months

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i think i potentially ate smth just now that potentially made me sick yesterday evening so fingers crossed that i dont end up down for the count for several hours again 👍 [family guy death pose]

#mother's new food diet fixation is kefir #fermentation in general along w yogurt but kefir is the main fixation #so. i had to try some yesterday bc i couldnt come up with a way to say no dbfjfkl #also idk it was bought from the store so it shouldnt kill me sndkdl she's given me weirder stuff to eat #but man i was so dizzy and nauseous from like... 5pm to 11pm fjfkdl it was awful #i managed to eat a dinner and then i had to go lay completely still in bed for 3+ hours #just struggling to breathe normally bc i was so nauseated DBDHDKL it was so fucked up #BUT I LOOKED IT UP AND I DONT . THINK IT DOES THAT TO PPL.#but idk what else would've made me feel so sick 😭#anyways. she just gave me another little bit bc yet again i couldnt think of a way to say no and it was storebought so....#it wont kill me!#but man alive im starting to feel shaky nauseous again the same way i did yesterday in the same timespan after consuming this stuff...#but nausea and dizziness are not on the list of side effects that i was seeing so ?? 😭 maybe im just gods specialest little sufferer LMAO #pippen needs 2nd breakfast #food and drink #ask to tag

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yngai · 2 days

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perusing through destiny lore while continuously denying myself an eris morn blog despite her being one of the characters i've been itching to write since i first got into d2 because i've already twisted myself inside & out writing ada while disliking her primary ship & i can't go through it again with the drifter & eris

#* file // : OOC — ( 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐄 . )#to be fair eris is genuinely (probably) destiny's best character who is given the most consistently good writing #give or take especially in how her dynamic with the drifter was written at its beginning & the whole dark future bit #genuinely the dark future lorebook reads like bad fanfiction #i think a lot of lore entries suffer from underwriting they are larger parts of an untold greater story #& i'm a little miffed so much of eris' off-screen lore now is focused on her hanging out with the drifter despite how important #her relationships with ikora & mara sov were originally #ikora & eris are essentially at a standstill & while their tension & ikora's overbearing care for eris are still present #it hasn't really gone anywhere in years but at least eris quotes her crumbled unsent love letter to ikora in person over the radio #that's my win #mara hasn't really done anything interesting despite being a season vendor twice during ligthfall #about the most daring direction her character has gone for ages now is the reveal she has contingency plans to kill most of the main cast #it's fine though we're getting another lore book where the drifter & eris hang out this is the price we have to pay #oh yea also happy birthday me :)#sorry for the destiny rants if you can't figure out it's been on my mind a lot (a lot)

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talentforlying · 3 months

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LET ME ASSIGN YOU AN AESTHETIC WORD.

CAFUNÉ. cafuné means running your fingers through someone's- perhaps a lover, hair. it's such an intimate, affectionate way of showing love. if you got this result, you're a romantic at heart; very sweet, delicate, precious wandering soul. aren't you scared of your heart being too big for your body? somehow, you remind me of that pretty coral pink that bleeds into a soft indigo when the sun is slowly setting.

what i'd like to tell you is that we can't save everyone, and that's okay. you're doing your best, and it's enough.

tagged by: @danversiism!! <3 tagging: you!!

#there's literally a post at the top of my drafts Right Now talking about how much of a romantic he actually is #under all the sarcasm and bullshit he's a genuine fucking softie. he Craves love. he gives it away freely.#cafuné specifically makes me think of when he first got back together with kit ryan #and one of the first things they did as a couple was stay in bed together for 3 days. didn't leave the flat #just had nothing more important in the world than being with each other and that's how he is in MOST relationships motherfuckers!!!#justice league dark's womanizing dickhead has rotted people's brains!! commitment issues my ass this man WANTS to settle down!!!!#anyway. VERY passionate about this if you can't already tell #( character study. ) A WALKING PLAGUE OF A MAN.#( dash games. ) ALRIGHT YOU OVERGROWN LARPERS! HERE!#idk it's always 'wrecked-looking husk of a man' THIS and 'wall-licking little cryptid' THAT and 'where's that gif of matt ryan in leather'#NAH MAN. bring me the guy who spent almost a full fucking day at the shops trying to find kit the perfect christmas present!!#bring me the guy who took a depressed god out to share a coffee bc the god just looked Too Fucking Sad to leave alone!!#bring me the guy who started singing the beatles in the bar & got everyone else to join in just bc someone seemed to need a leg up!!#where is the man who took abby arcane out dancing!! tucked her in!! bought her breakfast in the morning!! all because she seemed lonely!!#that's this motherfucker!!!!!!#and yeah he is ALSO a wrecked-looking husk of a cryptid who ROCKS a bit of leather but that other guy is still in there too!!!!!#idk. IDK. i feel many things about constantine's softness always being cut away by the sharp edges of his tongue and his suffering #40th birthday party constantine lives rent-free in my skull forever and you can never take him away from me

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theheadlessgroom · 1 month

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@beatingheart-bride

"Lass, you can't blame yourself for that!" Wilhelm insisted gently, and without a second thought, he reached out and gently lay a warm hand over her cool one, brow furrowing upon hearing this-it just seemed deeply unfair of her to blame herself for what happened, to beat herself up for it. She had no way of knowing what was going to happen that night, and she shouldn't hold it against herself.

"Wil's right," June agreed, as Randall too reached out to take Emily's hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze as his mother continued, "You shouldn't blame yourself, Emily-you...you thought you were doing right by our son, and I...I can understand that. You came from a place of love, trying to...spare him the heartache, I know. But...even when you tried to stay away, you couldn't, because you love my son. It's why you were there that night, watching over him like a guardian angel. And you were his guardian-you saved his life, and I thank you for it."

"You didn't fail me, Emily," Randall assured gently, as he pressed a loving kiss to her knuckle. "Far from it-you saved my life! Even when we were apart, I still loved you-and you still loved me, enough to keep watching out for me, even if it broke your heart to keep your distance. Your love saved me, Emily! That's...that's not failure, far from it!"

#((interestingly in last night's episode she remarked that she loved both gg *and* chucky))#((which i admit i was a little surprised by-goes to show that despite everything they've been through))#((all the times they've butted heads and killed each other and screwed each other over; she still loved him!))#((and it's true; tiffany may be a monster; but if she has one good quality; it is her unconditional love and support for gg))#((who she's genuinely proud of-and gg still loves her; remarking that tiffany *was* actually a good mom))#((who always tried to protect them and loved them dearly-which is more than you can say of chucky!))#((because you're right-anyone who has loved chucky unconditionally has suffered as a result!))#((this is the guy who happily murdered his own mother who tried to protect him from a serial killer))#((a serial killer chucky clearly looks back fondly on during the flashback in season 1!))#((he was a sick puppy from the start; and he hasn't changed one bit since then!))#outofhatboxes #beatingheart-bride #V:Dark Shadows

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bumblingbabooshka · 2 years

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The sentence “Mark Johnson and T’Pel are here again, sir” becomes every Starfleet admiral’s worst nightmare.

#he and kathryn aren't officially married but Mark calls her his wife playfully anyway #I am firmly on team 'Mark Johnson is a good person and he and Janeway love each other very much' bc it makes the tragedy 10fold #I think after they receive word about Voyager not being destroyed or otherwise lost forever Mark suffers from an extremely guilty conscience #if he'd just been able to believe a little more...hold out a little longer...#Mark: You know near the end I thought you were a little crazy. Still holding out hope. I didn't know how you did it - I still don't.#When they tell you to 'stay strong' they don't tell you how much it hurts. (sad chuckle) but I guess I'm a bit of a coward. I gave her up #for dead. I should have known better. Of course she wouldn't go out that easy.#T'Pel tells him that just because he moved on doesn't mean he's a coward - in fact it takes a certain kind of bravery to do that as well.#Most of the people around her certainly urged her to do the same. She just...couldn't. As long as there was a chance - she couldn't.#She supposes that's also a form of cowardice.#Mark laughs. 'It all depends on how you look at it huh? mm...look at us. Two old fools~' (silence between them as they look up at the sky)#T'Pel and Greskrendtregk are among the very few who didn't give up their lovers for dead #and I don't think he's a grumpy person at all - if anything I'd characterize him as more energetic and a bit frustrated by how #serene Mark and T'Pel are hehe #also in my head Elieth and Varith believe that Tuvok could be alive while Asil and Sek think he's dead and are frustrated by the others #Elieth believes more fervently than Varith does (Varith is more in the middle saying neither possibility has been proven)#it causes a bit of family drama #also by 'started a family' Mark means getting married while T'Pel thinks he means had a baby #God...his name really is 'Mark Johnson' huh. Bathroom sign of a name. The most avergae man in the world. Love ya guy.#Mark - T'Pel - Greskrendtregk <- star trek name spectrum #doodle page #bea art tag #st voyager mark #st voyager mark johnson #t'pel #t'pel art #greskrendtregk

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hua-fei-hua · 11 months

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*flopped down on a couch w/a glass bottle of apple juice to make it look like i'm drinking beer*

yeah... yeah i'm fine.... just coming to terms w/the fact that i must use javascript in order to achieve my vision w/the neocities...

#the main reason i haven't just abandoned this particular aspect of the Vision(tm) is bc it would be useful for like.#more than one thing. so it's like. le sigh.#(reading the documentation for tippy tooltips tonight so that i can sleep on it n try to implement it tmrw or something)#why is it always js.... please god spare me at least a Little bit of suffering here i'll never sin again etc etc #speaking of sin i've started speaking more candidly abt my queerness w/the kids at work this week #it's nice to talk to the older kids (as in fifth grade or older) bc even tho like. nine years old is when they start to be tolerable #they lack awareness n life experience. today i told the older kids that i like men but in a gay way #n one of them was like 'i don't get it' n then i reminded her of Gender:tm: n she was like 'ohhhh i get it'#n the two guys also listening were like 'what. i still don't get it.' ONE OF THEM ASKED ME IF I WAS AMAB ACTUALLY LOL #n i was like 'what? that's not important.' but that was really surprising! kids usually read me as female #so it was kind of flattering in a way to be asked 'were you born a boy?' like idk how he's trying to process my gender #but i'm going to flatter myself into thinking the question comes from him like. idk clocking some kind of innate masculinity or w/e idk #花話 #anyway it's Crazy that it took me almost a year to not feel like i'd get instantly fired for telling kids i'm queer #Not going to lie it really felt like i'd never get to this point but it really is kinda just once you start it gets easier #(though to be fair i also wouldn't have told Any of the kids Anything had one of them not started acting like 'gays' was a dirty word)#(n i just Looked at him n said 'you know i'm a queer right?' n he was like 'O_O')#when i worked at homophobic summer camp i do remember daydreaming abt telling my boss i was a 'flaming queer'#i'd have put my feet up on her desk n everything as i made direct eye contact w/her but ofc i never did anything like that.#anyway! i will slep now so that i can get back to work on my projects tmrw morning

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kazz-brekker · 1 year

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it’s interesting to me that for a series that promises an unflinching look at the reality of a world where the wealthy have access to magic and don’t care about the negative impact that it has on other people (and i think does largely do a good job of showing that!), the ninth house series seems to sort of … pull its punches when it comes to the suffering the characters endure at the climax of each story? recently reread ninth house for the first time in years followed by hell bent, and the scene where the souls that marguerite belbalm consumed then consuming her felt sort of. ikd. optimistic? after all the emphasis on “consumption of souls” heavily implying the idea that those people had totally ceased to exist and had only become fuel for belbalm to draw upon it was a bit confusing to learn they were actually all still around and could take vengeance on belbalm. and then in hell bent tripp turns into a demon instead of completely dying which is probably not, like, a super fun experience, but he seems to almost completely maintain his personality from before so it almost feels like nothing major really happened to him, as opposed to linus reiter, who seemingly was utterly eradicated by the demon who took his place. idk. both of those things kind of made me go “this feels like it is breaking the established rules of the universe in order to make things not be as bad as they would actually be.” i don’t know if there’s a bigger conclusion from this, i’m just thinking about it since i recently finished hell bent.

#obviously alex held darlington's soul without consuming it but she was trying NOT to do it #and darlington seems to have maintained his personality mostly but whatever he went through seems quite different from tripp #idk. i still like the series and i think it's good #considering how dark it is it's strange that i want the characters to suffer even more #but both of these things rang a little bit hollow considering the rules of the world?#idk. food for thought #pie says stuff #ninth house #hell bent #alex stern #oh also turner dawes and alex should have smashed the horrible amethyst table made by slave owners #considering an amount of page time was dedicated to talking about how it was a fucked up artifact i wish they had done that #might have done a bit more to drive home the theme of how some of these magical artifacts #are truly awful and made for bad purposes and should not be used #anyway! i did overall like hell bent. i simply like to overthink things

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