#tbh..i just wanted to draw them in eachothers clothes

[gothamslostboy]

Matchmaking for The Lost Boys for me???

Physical appearance: I have dark brown/black hair that nearly goes down to my neck, brown eyes and i have little small earrings. Idk how else to describe my appearance sorry

Style: I usually wear more comfortable clothes like hoodies and baggy pants. I also wear some band shirts. But if I really have to dress up, leather jacket

Favourite food: I'm not picky when it comes to food but if I had to pick a favourite, fried chicken sushi, especially with soy sauce

Gender preference: I like all genders so I don't really mind but I do lean mostly more to men

1-2 hobbies: I like to draw and practise playing my drums. I find it all fun!

Music tastes: Rock and metal all the way. It's just the best music out there in my opinion

Favourite animal: Now this is a weird one but it's a tie between tigers and axolotls. I don't know why but I like them

Favourite movie/genre: For my favourite movie, it's a rough tie between This is Spinal Tap and Bill and Ted. For my favourite genre, comedy, you just gotta have a laugh sometimes

1-2 personality traits: I'm usually pretty quiet but much more talkative when you get to know me. I'm also basically the peacemaker type

Gender: I'm male (ftm)

Zodiac sign: Sagittarius

1-2 traits you look for in partner: I want someone who's like affectionate and likes similar things. It's just my type

A/N:Hey dude! This too way to long for me to post and I’m sorry, hope you can still find it

I SHIP YOU WITH…

Dwayne:] you two have plenty of things in common and your differences complement eachother very well

He’ll ask to borrow one of your earrings, and give you one of his as a subtle way to let others around Santa Carla know you’re both spoken for. He adds a painting of a tiger to the other sleeve of his jacket as well, but that’s more to help with him missing you while you guys are separated. He asks for your permission to paint his favorite animal on your jacket, but if you prefer to have it plain he steals you a hoodie and paints it on there

He himself wears mostly hoodies and baggy pants (his preference is sweats) when lounging around the cave, unless it’s a night he feels like being shirtless, and leaves them around hoping you’ll decide to wear one. (He doesn’t want to ask you straight up, he wants it to be something you do yourself) if you guys share the same taste in bands, which given your music taste I’d say you do, he takes two matching shirts in your guy’s sizes after every concert he sees

He listens to you playing drums everytime you play, which eventually leads to you guys forming a band with Paul(he plays guitar while Paul sings)

One of his favorite date ideas is recreating each other’s previous drawings, though other than this the only art experience he has is painting clothes. He keeps every piece of art you’ve given him in a binder and guards it like it’s a million dollars

He’s a supportive person to lgbtq+ in general, so he knows how to help you. Whatever you want to do he’s there to help. Want to start hormones? He’s making you a list of every specialist in California and helping narrow it down, same with top surgeons. If you’re feeling dysphoric he does whatever he can to relieve you of some of it. Even though hes not normally a big words of affirmation guy, he tells you how handsome you are whenever he realizes you’re struggling. Also points out your masculine features and compliments them.

When you first meet it is a little awkward, both of you are quiet around people you don’t know, but once you warm up to each other there’s never a moment where you two struggle in a conversation with each other. There are still many times you guys sit in a comfortable silence though.

It’s not his favorite genre, but he does enjoy comedies, especially if it means he gets to see you laughing and enjoying yourself. He spends more time watching you than he does the movie tbh

#the lost boys #matchmaking #matchmaking you #shipping you #glb match making #tlb #anonymous requests #tlb 1987 #anonymous match making #the lost boys 1987 #the lost boys dwayne

[errorpeachy]

Anon asked: can you do Killua with an S/O who has an egirl/eboy/ethey fashion style!

LMAO IM SO SORRY I ACCIDENTALLY POSTED AND DELETED THIS PLS but this was fun to write cause I’m the exact opposite of this ~🍑💞

Pairing: Killua x gn! Reader

Genre: fluff (headcanons)

cw: none!

˚₊·͟͟͟͟͟͟͞͞͞͞͞͞➳❥ 𝕜𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕦𝕒 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒𝕟 𝕖-𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤/𝕠

『••✎••』

❥ I will take e-boy killua to my GRAVE

❥ Two peas in a pod deadass

❥ LITERALLY YALL LOOK SO COOL

❥ You two definitely steal clothes from eachother

❥ Definitely picks up eyeliner tips from you

❥ He thinks the two of you look so cool pls

❥ Chains everywhere, you’d think it’s Kurapika’s house

❥ Will draw hearts on your cheeks with eyeliner as a joke

❥ KILLUA WITH SMUDGED EYELINER

❥ Ahem, anyways

❥ He always comes back from shopping with something that fits your style, you have anything you would want to accessorize with

❥ Ur #1 hype man

❥ If you beg enough he will reluctantly wear a skirt with you (Alluka thinks it’s hilarious and calls him a simp)

❥ Look he acknowledges the both of you have the e-boy/girl/they fashion style but he thinks the whole thirst trap shit is weird and cringy

❥ Will let you paint his nails

❥ Tbh he prefers black but it doesn’t really matter to him what color you paint them cause it’s literally just nail polish

❥ Honestly he’s just glad someone has the same fashion sense as him, absolutely loves dressing up w you

❥ In conclusion, you two are badass together and make a great pair

#killua 2011 #killua hxh #killua hunter x hunter #killua x reader fluff #killua x reader #killua zoldyck x reader #killua zoldyck #killua headcanons #hxh headcanons #hxh fluff #eboy killua

[koshicoast]

A few shinkami headcannons because I love them more than anything

Shinsou has a growth spurt and practically towers over Denki by their second year (for all intents and purposes, Shinsou has always been in class 1A)

Denki grows a little bit but not that much, he’s not complaining though, he gets Shinsou to grab stuff on the top shelve for him or has him hang up posters in higher places in his room (the only downside is that he has to get on his tippy toes for kisses but usually Shinsou will just bend down like a good boyfriend)

They go on dates every Sunday, It’s their day and it doesn’t matter what they’re doing as long as it’s just the two of them

They could be studying or doing homework or exercising or anything really and they’ll call it a date

The rest of the class knows better than to try and contact either boy on Sunday

“Normies worship Jesus on Sunday but I worship Shinsou” - Denki, at one point in time

Shinsou loves playing with denki’s hair, he buys different kinds of hair clips just to put them in denki’s hair

he just likes how the colors pop out

He especially likes to see purple hair clips in denki’s hair

Tbh it doesn’t have to be hair clips, it could be a scrunchie or a rubber band or a headband; as long as it’s purple it does wonders to shinsou’s heart

Denki likes playing with shinsou’s hair too but more than that he likes seeing Shinsou in yellow clothing

Shinsou doesn’t wear bright colors a lot usually sticking with black or cool tone colors

But when he does wear yellow, Denki just gets all mushy no matter how small it is

It could be yellow earrings or socks or something and Denki will wear a love sick expression all day

Despite being in the hero course, Shinsou still gets incredibly insecure about his quirk and how some people only see him as a villain

Denki, without fail or hesitation, tells Shinsou what a great hero he’s gonna be, he talks about how Shinsou is gonna inspire a new wave of underground heroes and how he’s gonna be some kid’s Aizawa one day and how proud he is of him (The first time he said that, it makes Shinsou sob. It makes denki cry too bc he’s a sympathetic crier so they just lay in bed holding eachother)

He also tells Shinsou how no matter who’s the number one hero, Shinsou will always have first place in his heart. And that Shinsou is just as much as any other hero out there and even a little more because he’ll be underground

Denki just loves his boyfriend so much and whoever planted the idea that some quirks are just made for evil is going to get electrocuted >:(

Denki will also pepper Shinsou in kisses saying things like ‘you are so kind’ ‘you’re an amazing person’ ‘I love you so much’ ‘You’re my hero’ and just a bunch of stuff so by the end of their heart to heart Shinsou is feeling a lot better

Denki gets insecure about how ‘dumb’ he is and how he’ll probably just end up hurting civilians or himself before he hurts a villain

Shinsou hates how that’s how Denki views himself because Denki is one of the kindest people in the world and doesn’t even realize it like the first time Denki told him that insecurity, Shinsou looked at him and was like ‘are you..you’re serious? Denks, You’re one of the most clever people I know’

Whenever Denki mentions it, Shinsou he just squeezes the blonde and lets him cry out his frustrations before telling him that ‘he’s not an idiot or stupid and that it’s okay not to understand something as fast as others and that it’s okay to learn differently and it’s okay’ (Shinsou will always try not to cry but a few tears fall anyways bc he just wants denks to be happy without feeling like he’s a fuckup)

Shinsou never lets Denki call himself an idiot or stupid, even in a joking way.

They don’t fight a lot because of their personalities like

Denki is a people’s person and is really in tune with other’s emotions and by default is a pacifist unless otherwise

Shinsou isn’t a people’s person but he’s observant due to his quirk bc of how he’s been treated in the past, he’s also good at picking up on people’s body language

Most times it’s just small disagreements and even then they communicate the best they can and try to compromise

If that doesn’t work then they’ll give each other space so the disagreement won’t turn into something ugly

They’ve only fought once and it was the worst (and best) thing for them

The fight happened after a mock rescue mission goes wrong and there were weeks of stress and tension leading up to it

It was messy and bad like really bad

“I just don’t get why you have to run into danger!” Denki screamed. The whole dorm could probably hear them but he didn’t care, not when his boyfriend was looking at him like he just lost his mind.

It was supposed to be a simple training exercise. Simple. Go in, defeat villains, rescue the ‘hostages’. It was not that simple.

*insert how badly the mission went and Shinsou ran towards the danger to help or smth idk*

It gets pretty rough between the two of them because they’re both pretty emotional people

Shinsou thinks denki doesn’t want him to be a hero and denki thinks Shinsou doesn’t want to be with him

It’s a lot of insecurities + stress + yelling

Denki is the first one to break, he’s a lot more emotionally sensitive than Toshi and everything is just crashing down and he hates it

“Do you just not want to be with me?!” He cries, unable to keep the tears at bay any more. He hates arguing with people, especially when that person happens to be his boyfriend. He gets it, he does! Toshi is training to become a hero and so is he but that doesn’t make it easier. Doesnt stop the shot of fear whenever he watches the other get hurt, doesn’t stop the late night self deprecation, doesn’t stop the anxiety he gets whenever he sees Toshi run head first into danger.

But he gets it and somehow it’s a bitter realization.

Because Hitoshi’s priority is the job they signed up for and Denki’s is Hitoshi.

The fight ends with tears on both their parts and they call it a night, too tired to scream anymore

They sleep in their own rooms that night

The next morning they agree to take a break, not a full break up, but some time away. Space away from each other to prioritize and think.

(Now ive seen fanfics where everyone picks denki over Shinsou and i hate that so fuck you, class 1A are both their friends and they’re all family and try and to help each other I will die with that statement)

Surprisingly the two most helpful people are Bakugou and Kirishima

(Actually not that surprising, they’re the longest couple in the whole class, dating immediately after Kamino)

Bakugou and denki have a heart to heart

“You’re both dumbasses” Katsuki sighs heavy, passing another tissue over to the sobbing blonde. He’s not good at these kinds of things, but Kirishima told him he could help the electric blonde more than he could so here he is. “You gonna tell me what’s wrong or just cry?” He asks, not without a hint of worry though. He pretends to ignore it.

So denki tells him everything and his insecurities

Oh. Yeah, Kirishima was right.

“You think I’m an idiot” Denki mutters quietly, harshly rubbing his eyes.

“No” The older blonde shakes his head, plopping down on the bed next to the other. He doesn’t turn to meet yellow eyes, his own trained on the All Might poster hanging directly across from them. He feels Pikachu’s curious gaze on him so he decides to elaborate more, knowing the sooner he helps the sooner he doesn’t have to deal with this anymore. It’s totally not because he’s gotten soft. Absolutely not.

“Trust me, Zombie Eyes looks at you like you put the fucking stars in the sky. It’s disgusting to watch.” He crinkles his nose in disgust earning a small laugh. “People like him and I, we gotta work twice as hard. Not saying that no one else does but it’s different.” He stresses the last word. “People like Ei or Deku or even you, people already see you as good so all you gotta do is get stronger. They don’t question your character, your morals, they don’t look down on you for having a weakness. People like Zombie Eyes and I though?we gotta work hard just to prove that we’re good. That we were meant to become heroes. Every action we do is put under a microscope and analyzed.” He explains.

“We’re assholes by default, It’s how we were raised. Not saying it as an excuse though. He was in the shitty system and I had shitty parents, no adult taught us shit like love or how to properly deal with feelings.”

Stupid Deku tried with him but he didn’t even know how to deal with his own much less some angry blond kid’s.

He takes a deep breath, pushing back faint memories of his childhood. The younger hasn’t said a word but he can tell he’s listening so it’s fine. “We can’t just turn off how we are. If it’s frustrating for you and Ei, It’s worse for us. Like we know logically that we’re good people, that we changed but that’s now how our brain sees it. We push ourselves because that’s all we know how to do, it proves to us and everyone else that we bled for our spot here. That we made it. Having friends is hard because we compare ourselves to them and draw our own conclusions to their actions. Being nice? Our brain says it’s a trap. Showing some human fucking decency? Our shitty brain says it’s an act. Being in a relationship? Laughable. We’re just villains pretending to play heroes to everyone else.”

He takes another deep breath, forcing himself to look away from the poster, flashbacks to their first year briefly passing in his head. Okay yeah, not going down that route. He looks over, making eye contact. He wonders if this is how Kirishima feels whenever he’s trying to cheer him up. Wonders if it’s just as hard. This better be worth it, everyone has been miserable. (Shitty thing about having been through life and death situations together is that everyone has bonded and become close like a family so when one of them is sad it’s like everyone is fucking sad.) (He loathes it because even he gets worried.)

“But despite that he still loves you.” He says softly, almost whispering like he’s telling the other a secret. “Fights his demons to hold your hand and all that shit”

Shinsou loves him? Loves him?

“How do you.. how do you know?” Denki whispers, throat sore. “We fought so badly last night, we were screaming at eachother.”

“He treats you the same way I treat Ei.” He answers,

“He changed his priorities around to try and accommodate for another person in his life, you became more important than training or studying. He takes days off to be with you, cuts his studying short if you need a break. It might not seem much to others but for him that’s huge. He came in with this one track mind but then you came along and he scrambled to balance everything. And then you two got your shit together and started to go out and I’m pretty sure he got scared”

“Scared?” Denki asks, the thought almost funny to him.

“I did.” Bakugou admits as Denki’s eyes grow wide.

“I was petrified. When Ei started to become more important than hero work, I freaked. It’s not that loverboy is choosing being a hero over you, It’s because he doesn’t understand that he can have both. He thinks everything important is a choice- that if you want something you have to give something up. He chooses hero work and he loses you. He chooses you and he loses hero work.”

“But he’s not going to lose me or hero work”

“Kinda sounded like you did give him an ultimatum though”

The realization hits him like cold water.

Shinsou gets a similar talk with Kirishima

It helps, a lot

They don’t immediately go back to eachother, instead spending the week with their everyone else and just taking time for themselves

Shinsou knocks on Denki’s door Sunday morning and they finally talk things out

It’s also the first time they say ily!!

Anyways after that fight they work harder on communicating especially when it comes to things like hero work

It’s not perfect bc their dumb traumatized teens but they’re trying and they know their lil family will always be there

I haven’t slept but yes thanks for sticking around if you’re reading this

If ur interested in shinsou’s talk with Kirishima lmk

#shinkami headcannons #shinkami #drabble #snippets #shinsou x kaminari #shinsou hitoshi #shinsou #denki kaminari #kaminari #my hero academia #kiribaku #Kirishima #bnha bakugou

[impulstor]

explanations behind my song choice for my 3lsmp playlist under the read more! keep in mind, some of these songs don't really have a reason beyond just... vibes. and that some ideas have changed over time. anyway!

playlist here

anti-hero — originally added as an etho song, and still applies. with him being prepared to fight & kill for ren + the rest of the red army. also, he tends to be a bit unpredictable and has a very different moral standing from someone like, say, martyn.

kill the sun — fits with the series as a whole, with shifting alliances and friendships, and with people killing and being killed by one another.

special — this ones for all the mfs who didn't pick a side until really late, or were bouncing between factions for a while 💪. especially for tango, as an example, making friends with someone who he can also consider his enemy, and being completely unsure where he stands in any group, though he wants to have their faith.

villain — this song is just really good for making a mental amv for lmao. it's good for demonstrating differing alliances n sides, n of course that applies here.

oh, death — not a lot of specific thoughts for this, just. yknow, death, vibes, dying for someone, watching your friend die, etc.

6up 5oh cop-out — first of all, I'm just a slut for will wood sometimes. second, a lot of the lyrics on their own could 100% be applied to events in the series (I mean I did use some from it for my etho n tango drawing for funsies) so. it's a strange song but the vibes fit well, in my opinion :]

kill of the night — a bit self explanatory, I think. in a series about trying to outlive, and to eventually kill your friends? no doubt you're going to end up hunting certain people down, hmmm? revenge, n all that. works well for multiple characters, really.

you're gonna go far, kid — impulse. just like. tango, or maybe etho, at impulse. "with a thousand lies and a good disguise, hit em right between the eyes" I meaaan 🤔 how is it NOT impulse lmao

kill the lights — once again, killing, death, murder, yknow. good vibes. also people lying and betraying one another, and watching as their friends and enemies die in front of them, people being changed by the events that transpire.. also technically they ARE actors sooo. kill the actor, yknow

mad IQs — mostly this song just slaps (thank you eexer 🙏) but also the lyrics fit well with the events! death, murder, killing your friends, burning. there is a lot of fire.

go get your gun — works very well for the whole war goin on. one side vs another, fighting and losing allies, fighting to win for their fallen allies, cheating fate if they DO win. also the line "when this is over, we'll raise a glass straight up to the sun" could be seen as like. everyone coming together to be friends once it's all over bc they are!

c'est la vie — it fits well. bad things happen, you lose people, you hurt, karma kicks your ass, but that's just life, and that's the game. c'est la vie.

i'm gonna win — fits for how they're all fighting to be the last one standing. and also with having to work through literally dying and to not give up, if you want to win.

mr capgras... — once again, I just like will wood. also fits well with people fighting each other, mostly with the chorus. "you'll never take me alive" / "you better pray that I die" likjkeeeee 👀 you could make art fitting those lyrics tbh

curses — red & green duos (at least. when they were intact :/) sticking together, taking care of one another when everything is going to hell, people are dying, and it's getting intense. they trust each other, at least.

under the pressure — don't really have something specific, it just fits well, with the lyrics. honestly this one fits well as a skizz song, now that I'm thinking about it. he went from trying to be friends with a lotta people to taking two out for good and went out in a blaze of glory. yea. that's what I got lol

everybody wants to rule the world — I dont think I really need an explanation for this one. it just fits well with everyone trying to win the whole game, and with everything slowly ramping up in intensity

rebels — for scar and grian being crime bros for the first while :] everything IS burning, good for them!

outrunning karma — impulse once again. playing everyone, playing to everyones good sides as much as he could, until the act didnt matter anymore. but karma might really kick him in the ass, if he ends up as one of the last survivors, and others turn on him for betraying everyone earlier on.

you're nobody til somebody wants you dead — shrug emoji. just fits well mostly. friends fighting eachother, betrayal, yadda yadda.

thanks i hate it — mmm,, tango? idk, im just a tango enjoyer, and he has spent quite a bit of effort trying to please certain groups to like. no avail. especially team crastle. like tbh he was solidly on board with em for a while, and mightve gone back to them on his own. but cleo blackmailed him anyway. rip tango.

the riddle — ALL OF IT. the whole series. it fits

crazy = genius — i dont rly like brendan urie like at all. so i might remove it from the playlist at some point. but it does fit with scar and grian being villains.

icarus — mmm fits well with grian. with the wing imagery, and with the fact that he made SO many enemies by working with scar. and he never reaallllyyyyy apologized, did he? he's walking a dangerous line, with few allies,

cradles — idk lmao. vibes only.

wolf in sheeps clothing — impulse again mostly lol. sung by skizz or etho probably. betrayal <3

how villains are made — again, for those neutral parties that had to choose a side. its about being torn between two sides & having to choose. honestly, I could see it fitting bigb, if he does some funky villain stuff next session. he deserves it I think <3

killing butterflies — trauma, ouchie, angst, murder your friends. everything hurts.

king — ren!! that's it.

little lion man — bruh if ren dies and leaves martyn alone.... ghost ren to martyn.... ouch.

gives you hell — red army @ sand people. specifically etho and ren get to be petty at scar i think

wine red — [gestures vaguely] all of it

i bet my life — red and green duos again. though it could be after some of them permadie.

miss missing you — (thanks again eexer this one also slaps <3) ouch impulse and tango angst. or impulse and etho angst. OR etho and tango angst. THEM. :(

youth — all of it but like. after it's over. just like going back and looking at how it all went down.

a gorey demise — i just think it would be fun to animate everyone's different deaths to this song tbh

another one bites the dust — they are once again Dying. but it's not angsty and dramatic this time.

god rest ye merry gentlemen — 😔 the whole thing again. pain

#GOD this is so long omg #i spent an hour on this lol #.txt #3rdlifesmp #3lsmp #sorry if these dont make sense im not good at words

[slytherinbangchan]

Tattoo artist!Changbin~au

Requested~

 -Tattoo artist!Hyunjin

-Tattoo artist!Bangchan

Tattoo Artist!Jisung

 -Tattoo Artist Minho

-Tattoo artist!Felix

-Tattoo artist!Woojin

Blog’s masterlist

-So you work at a coffee shop.

-Changbin is one of the three guys that always come at 5pm.

-The others are Chris and Hyunjin.

-You know their names basically cause half of your coworkers and lots of your clients are crazy about them.

-They must be on a band or something.

-At least that's the kind of vibe you get from them.

-They all have tattoos, that's kinda hot cause you absolutely L-O-V-E tattoos, so yeah.

-If you think about them that way, then you get why they have so many fans on that coffee shop.

-Anyways. One of your coworkers just squealed, so that must be them.

-They always order the same, except for Chris. He doesn't seem to enjoy coffee or sugary drinks.

-It's funny cause Changbin obviously likes you.

-He always waits till you're free and then he orders.

-Today you can see his friends pushing him so he would ask you something else besides his order.

-He does, he acts confident while asking you about his looks.

-But he blushes the moment you look at him from head to toe.

-'Well, not bad' You say, chuckling. 'But you're holding the line, sweetie'.

-His friends laughing at the back.

-They pat his shoulders as he comes back to them.

-Sometimes they would sit there.

-But most days they leave as soon as they have their order.

-Like today, they just leave and a lot of other clients leave after them.

-Next day you're heading to your job but you leave an hour earlier cause you want to check a tattoo shop near your workplace.

-You look everywhere around when you go in.

-All the different drawings and styles.

-You don't even notice who's there right in front of you.

-'Hey, hi!' That's Chris.

-'Oh, hello. Chris, right?'

-'Yeah, how did you know my name?'

-'I think I've written it in a cup like 5 times this week' You chuckle.

-'Right' He laughs. 'Anyway, how can I help you?'

-You slightly explain to him your ideas and he walks you to Changbin's workspace.

-He's currently working on another person's tattoo right now.

-'Ten minutes and I'm done'

-So you just wait taking a look at his designs.

-At first you thought Chris sent you to Changbin just to mess around.

-But his style actually fits the ideas you explained to Chris.

-The ten minutes pass and Changbin is all free.

-'I've got 20 minutes. It's that okay?'

-'Sure'

-He's massaging his arms and hands as you speak. Must have been working on that other tattoo for a while. It looked kinda complicated.

-You explain your ideas again, and he listens carefully.

-He looks so different form the guy you're used to see at your workplace.

-You two talk for a while about the design and then his next client arrives.

-You have to head to your own job anyway.

-So he gives you an appointment.

-You look dissapointed tho.

-So he asks you what's wrong and you tell him how bad you wanted that tattoo and how the appointment was still so far away.

-He chuckles and gives you his number. 'Text me later and let's see what we can do about it'.

-So you head to the coffee shop.

-Your heart beating faster.

-You're practically running and you didn't even realize.

-What's wrong with you?

-He looked so different at the tattoo shop.

-So focussed.

-He was so passionate about the ideas for your beloved tattoo.

-That single thought makes you weak.

-How dares he looking that good as he was working on that other tattoo.

-Anyway. It must be just the excitement about new ink on your skin.

-The hours pass at work and soon enough it's 5pm.

-You're just back from your 20min break when the guys come through the door.

-Your heart racing.

-The hell is wrong with you today?

-That guy should be the one having his heart racing because of you.

-You look around.

-But Changbin is not there.

-You feel kinda sad.

-Hyunjin jokes around after he places his order.

-'Poor Changbin, he can't have his coffee today'. He says.

-'Yeah, some mean client wanted to skip our work schedule'.

-What are they talking about?

-'We're just kidding y/n. It's not your fault'. Chris says.

-'I honestly don't know what you're talking about'.

-They laugh. 'It's nothing. Changbin stayed at the shop working on your design'. Hyunjin says.

-Your heart skipping yet another beat.

-'Just call him later okay?' Chris says as he grabs his order.

-Again, you're running home instead of walking without even realizing.

-This time you're so hyped about your tattoo design.

-You text him as soon as you're home.

-He text you back the design.

-And it's so perfect.

-He also tells you that he can tattoo you earlier but it has to be on his free time cause he still has no free spot at work for a month.

-You feel kinda bad for making him work on his free time.

-But he tells you it's totally fine like a million times.

-So you end up accepting.

-He texts you his adress and you meet him next day.

-He looks so good wearing all black.

-You follow him to his room. 'Sorry, I don't have a tattoo chair here so...' He points at his bed.

-'Oh, ok'. You say, then you sit.

-'Just make yourself comfortable'.

-You're blushing for some reason as he prepares your skin for the print.

-'S-so, how long have you been tattooing?' You ask.

-’Not that long, a couple years’.

-Just two years? But he's so good at it.

-You look kinda tense so he starts some convo.

-He asks about your other tattoos.

-Also wants to know more about the one he's making.

-But then the conversation goes to other places.

-And you end up talking about all those years you were part on a musical back on your hometown.

-And he tells you about his friends calling him 'baby Changbin'

-Which you find utterly cute.

-But after a while you just stop talking.

-And boy does he look cute.

-All focussed on making every stroke perfect for you.

-But after a couple more hours those needles on your skin are starting to make you feel dizzy.

-And he notices how hard you're trying not to move or complain.

-'Are you okay? We can stop for a while.' -He asks.

-'I'm okay, just a little dizzy'

-He hands you a bowl with chocolates. 'These will help'

-'Thanks'.

-'Rib tattoos hurt like hell. But you already know that, right?' -He slightly passes one of his fingers over your old tattoos.

-Oh god, now there's butterflies on your stomach too?

-You grab his hand so he'd stop. 'yeah, I'm okay, really. I just can't control my body getting dizzy. But I can actually stand the pain'.

-He laughs. 'Tough girl, huh?'

-You blush. 'W-what?

-It's okay, it's kinda cute you're worried I may think you're not as tough as you look.

-'I'm not?' you laugh. 'Hey, you're the one stalking me at work. I don't think I have to impress anybody here'.

-'Ouch' He chuckles. 'Am I that obvious?'

-'Nah'. You laugh too. 'Your friends tho...'

-He laughs again. 'Yeah, well... But you know, since cards are already on the table...'

-That's when he actually asks you out on a date.

-You pretend you're thinking about it.

-But obvs you say yes.

-A couple days later he comes pick you up after work.

-Your coworkers can't believe what they're seeing.

-You go for a walk and it's so funny cause his aura looks so dark.

-People don't even look at you two cause he's so intimidating.

-And you're loving that cause you actually hate people looking at you.

-The moment you grab his hand he squeals and you laugh to yourself.

-He's indeed 'baby Changbin' to you.

-But for the rest of the world he's that tattoo artist with the cool dark aura.

-After some dates he asks you out for realsies.

-And honestly you spend most of your time together making out on the couch.

-Or eating junk food while watching something on tv.

-Just cuddling.

-Sometimes you go out for a walk or to do something outside.

-But you both always end up on his house, or yours.

-Mostly his.

-Cause for some reason you find it hot to have all the tattoo equipment around.

-Lately more than ever you can't keep your hands off eachother.

-Like maybe you're doing the dishes together but you end up on the kitchen floor 'doing eachother' instead.

-Or you are at the movies and your hand wanders to his crotch.

-So you can't finish the movie cause he would drag you out and fuck you inside one of the bathroom stalls.

-You've been banned from a couple places.

-One of them being Chris's house.

-But you just can't help it.

-You like him so much.

-He would die for you too tbh.

-Sometimes you can't see him more than twice a week.

-And you get so sad.

-You miss him so much.

-And half of your clothes smell like him cause all the time you spend cuddling.

-So you miss him even more.

-He was the first having a crush on you.

-But now you can't live without him.

That’s it!! I’m thinking of making a tattoo artist!series with Bangchan and Hyunjin since they are part of this au already. Hope you enjoyed this one~

#Changbin #seo changbin #tattoo artist au #changbin imagines #changbin scenarios #changbin smut #smut #changbin fluff #stray kids smut #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids #3racha smut #3racha #Spearb #bulleted scenario #bullet scenario #headcannon

[pinktatertots99]

How about 171 for Rutile and mhh maybe Yellow? Haven't seen that ship yet xD imagine if Padpa and Zircon found out

jklsfdljksdfljdks tbh i haven’t done a good chunk of alot of ships in these requests lol but okay. under the cut cause duh why do you think? also these’re open relationships if your oh so curious. cause i just can’t have em cheating on eachother.

nearly 200 writing prompts // feel free to reblog 

171: “ On your knees. ”

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“on your knees~.” yellow cooed, their grip on rutile’s leash tightening a bit as they pouted through the gag in their mouth but obeyed, getting on their knees with the light sound of their tight pants signaling it.

“daaww good doc~.” they complimented, pulling the leash up a bit to their face, their other hand moving to take the gag off making the doctor pant lightly. “your…such an ass.”

“is that anything new~?” rutile glared at them and the visibility of themself in their own tight black pants, hearing them chuckle. “wanna be a good little nurse and get that for me~?” they asked, rutile huffing. “damn you, this was supposed to be a quicky.”

“yeah but when was our last quickie again? no way am i gonna not take advantage of this~.” rutile’s golden eyes rolled at that but they can’t deny it. “fine fine.” they stated, moving to teasingly mouth over their clothed junk, hearing a gasp.

“t-that’s it~. but-”

“you wanted to draw this out so your getting it.”

“awwww such a cruel nurse~.”

both neglected to hear the click of the door that tied into yellow’s pants getting zipped down. “ey ruti y’seen yell’s anyw-” both turned quicly as rutile’s gloved hand held onto yellow to see the shocked and flustered expressions of respectively padpa and zircon staring at em.

“….uh-”

“awwwwww no faaaaiiir ruti!!” padpa whined. “you never submit for me but YELLOW you submit for??? c’moooooon that’s not faaaaiiiir!!”

“T-THIS ISN’T THE TIME TO COMPLAIN PAD-”

“YES IT IS IT’S NO FAIR!!! i’ve BEGGED to dom you and you say no, or another time, but noooooooo gotta go to my old college friend of benefits didn’t you???”

as both argued yellow looked to the flustered zirc trying not to look at their visible ‘miniature diamond’ as they’ve put it. “…jealous?~” they teased, gaining the freckled ginger haired younger to blush redder then padpa’s hair. “N-N-N-NO!!!”

“riiiiiight~.”

“j-just uh…uhm…” they looked back and forth between the bickering couple and their partner. “….d-do you think-”

“yesssss~?”

they couldn’t finish their sentence as zirc moved into whisper in yellow’s ear, the blonde slowly smiling. “hehe, damn zirc when were you so kinky?~”

“j-j-just uhm, uuuhm, y-you know i-iiiif you wanted- i mean-”

“alright you two how bout we make up for this little thing with a show?~”

both stared at the blonde. “…show?” both asked, looking back at eachother with padpa smirking as rutile scoffed. “god why am i even surprised?”

“ey i don’t mind.” padpa shrugged.

“that’s cause your lazy and want me to do all the work to get satisfaction.”

“would it be better this then me not giving you special fun times for a month~?”

“….”

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rutile moaned longingly, hands gripping the tile floor, on their knees as they moved to bite their hand and muffle the moans, hips thrusting towards yellow’s thrust. the blonde moving to pull their hair firmly, causing them to let go and squeal lightly. “this isn’t a silent movie~.” they cooed into their ear. “give the audience a show~.”

“h-n-aa-aaaaaahhhhh~.”

they could hear padpa chuckling lightly, if they weren’t getting pounded into their pleasurable spot they would glare at the red head and tell them to shut up, but alas the only things they can spout out are the animalistic noises coming from the pleasure.

“h-ha-hhhaa…o-oh g-g-ah!! h-hhaaa, aaaaaahhhh! hn-hnnnnn, mmf!!! mmmmooooh~!!!”

“talk bout a show ruti~.” they moaned in their ear, biting down on their already bruised covered shoulder gaining a shriek. “now time…for the…grand finale~. give it to em~.” the sounds of skin slapping skin echoed the room along with the doctor’s pleading pleasured noises. “g-god m-mo-oore~. haaaaah, p-pa-ufn! y-ye-a-ah-AAAH~!!!”

soon they plopped on the nicely cold floor, perfect timing to feel the blonde’s own release giving them the even feeling of cold and warm at the same time. panting hardly they heard the small clapping from the two watchers.

“see~? i told you you could make a nice porn star ruti~.”

“s-shut…up…you…stupid red mop…hh whatever.”

“so zirc-y?~ want the same treatment~? your showing it a bit~.”

“…k-…m-maybe back home?”

“sure~.”

#houseki no kuni #land of the lustrous #lotl #hnk #kingdom of gems #fanfiction #lemon #suggestive #writing #yellow diamond x rutile #the pink one speaks #i made this

[fsouth-park-is-imaginative]

The Angels are Watching chapter 2: I want to taste dirty

Song: the lovers by nine inch nails, new dawn fades by joy division, and the voice inside your head that tells you youre a piece of shit. Both are moods for this chapter tbh.

warnings: mild gore, creepy thoughts, non explicit sex, New York accent

I sit at the peeling wood table with a pencil in my hand. I crouch above the white sheet, my hand equipped with a pencil as I run it along the smooth paper. The charcoal feels attached to my hand as I watch the paper like a tv addict watches the screen. There’s a digital picture of her on my phone. It’s not the best quality, but it captures her perfectly. The crooked nose, the slanted eyes, the fair skin. She looks so serene on the screen, but I know that if she had woken up her perfect face would be full of fear and confusion and betrayal. I’ve been in her position, photographs are only fun when you’re awake and fully clothed.

I draw like a madman, reducing her face to mere curves and lines. My hands move in a fervor as I draw the lines over her deep sunken eyes, her heavy lips.

I have a Polaroid camera to capture all of her moments. Every Emotion on her face, each way her body can twist of its own volition. I put the pencil down and grab them. I’ve got thirteen of them here, each beautiful. Each one of them.

She stands in one, leaning over her dresser. She has no shirt on, leaving her breasts open and free. The image captures the side of one, lamp casting shadows on the lumps of flesh. The underside is shaded by virtue of freedom from the light, which illuminates my vision. The oppressive lamp spreads its army of light onto her flesh, and all the light touches is my domain to look at as I see fit. I wrote with uneasy handwriting I want to be behind her hours ago, one hand with the pen and the other down my pants.

Here, in the dim light of my shitty apartment, I can think whatever I want, the world is free to my imagination.

I put one hand over my mouth and leaned back in the chair. The wood supporting my body from falling to the ground creaked in protest. I moaned softly to myself, eyes fluttering closed.

She comes to me with tired eyes. She looks at me through her eyelashes, intense and burning. She covers herself with a silk nightgown that hides her beautiful body from my view. But the light lets me see her, skin tinged pink from the cheap red lighting in the honeymoon suit. She doesn’t pretend to be nervous when she drops the nightgown. It falls to her feet and she is covered with a light pink teddy. She straddles me with two long legs, short in comparison to mine but when she’s on top of me they’ll feel ten feet long. Her breasts push up against my chest, lips close to mine, teasing me. She breathes erratically, burning with desire for my hands all over her smooth body.

My face is blushing, I can feel the blood rushing close to my skin. My hand strokes my cock as I try to stay quiet. It’s difficult, I bite my lip behind my hand.

She kisses me finally, and her lips tastes like cherry lip gloss and all things forbidden. She is the lather of expensive shampoo, the cloth of designer clothes. She is the ambassador to god and I am prepared to fully defile her. I wrap my hand around the back of her neck and guide her face up. I kiss the underside of her jaw as her lips part like a femme fatale. She holds my other hand with hers, entwining our fingers together. I kiss her once more, before switching our positions. She lays underneath me now, and I cover her tiny frame with mine. I take a knife from the bedside table and cut off her clothes, enough for me to gain access. I line myself up with her, and slowly press myself-

The pictures fall to the floor. Fuck, there goes my daydream. I pick them up and sit back down, perusing them. Perusing her body, all bound up like a present for me.

She could be a courtesan. I can easily picture her behind an alley bargaining her rate for an hour. She’d know I was there, watching her. And she’d give me a smirk as she takes her customer by the hand, leading him to a motel. She’d keep the window open, to let me watch as he pushes her down onto the bed, covering her breasts with his lips and blocking my view of her; his disgusting body on top of my angel. And I’d decide I’ve had enough, and kick open the door to save her from her own decisions. I’d pull him off her and beat him to a pulp. I’d push my fists through his skin and make him bleed all over me. I’d slit his throat and feel the warm heat of his neck over my hands.

And I’d take my knife still wet from his blood and press it up against her throat. But I won’t kill her, I won’t dare make the life drain from her eyes. I wouldn’t dare to make her body unfit for her beautiful soul. Because something gave her to me, she’s here to make up for my pain and suffering. I won’t hurt her, because she’ll love me if I keep her safe. And I’ll give her a twenty and kiss her lips and press the knife down on her stomach, and her breath will hitch and she’ll let me fuck her there on that crappy motel bed meant for her and someone else. And she’ll come home with me and I’ll own her and her beautiful breasts. She won’t mind the dried blood on us and she won’t mind the scars all over my body and she won’t mind my old soul that’s been recycled so many times with newborn bodies.

I shudder, hands gripping my dick so firmly I’d cut off circulation if death would finally give me peace.

My pencil hasn’t touched the paper for fifteen minutes. I’m still watching the Polaroid in my hand, waiting for it to move, waiting for her to turn her head and look at me with her long hair swishing and blue water under her skin to manipulate her limbs. I want her wire frame to cling to me as if I were a magnet. But she won’t move to me, she’s frozen forever, because this isn't her. This version of her has no soul, it has nothing to talk with. She can’t talk to me without a soul. I pick up another picture, one of her in bed. She’s cuddling a pillow I want to be that pillow. Another, she’s in her bathroom, which I barely got from outside her window. Her nude form is taking off makeup I wish she were taking off my cum. She’s taking off her shirt in another and I get a view of her plain nude colored bra love love love. She’s completely naked in another and I want to cum on her violin hips.

My lips are parted, all bloody from my teeth. A drop of blood drips to my chin. My hand keep moving as I fixate my eyes on her flesh. I love it, I love it.

Oh, fuck. She’s so fucking hot. It was a hassle to get these pics, I had to balance on top of the fire escape near an almost dead tree so nobody can see me. My Polaroid camera isn’t easy to climb with, either. At least she’s only on the third floor. I’d risk a death any day for her, but my camera was expensive and it’s got a near and dear place in my heart. It was worth it, though. She was so hot, and to top this whole thing off, she sleeps in the nude. Perfect, so do I. At least she won’t judge me when we’re married, that checks off a list, let me tell you.

I watched, nearly salivating for a full hour. She took off her clothes and went about naked. I watched her brush her teeth and take off her makeup. She put herself to bed and laid outstretched above the covers. She’s like an angel. A photographed angel.

When we’re married, I’m going to take tons of photos of her. I’ll create scrap books of her, the most mundane things will be forever captured. I’ll get a video camera and take videos of us making love, and she’ll look into the camera and mouth I love you for future me to enjoy when she’s sleeping and I’m horny. I’m always horny. And her moans will join mine and we’ll fuck forever all over the place. We’ll buy an old church and commit sacrament all over it. I’ll bend her over the place where the preacher used to stand and force her panties in her mouth. We can fuck among the old gravestones of people we’ve never known. We’ll create lives for all the dead names on the stones and defile eachother on top of their bodies… it’ll be necromantik...

“KNOCK IT OFF!” A loud male voice yells from next door. “If I have to come over there, I swear I will!” I move my fist from my mouth and slam the wall.

“Shut up yourself!” I yell at the neighbors. But his loud Bronx accent comes over the walls like fascists in Berlin.

“If I hear ya’ with another one of those floozies I’mma come over there and cut your dick off! We can’t get no sleep with you over there with your date moanin’ like a pornstar!”

“Just cuz’ your not getting any doesn’t mean we all have to suffer!” I yell back. My neighbor grumbles to himself, but doesn’t reply.

It’s a lie that I’m getting some, I haven’t gotten laid since my birthday six months ago. I was a cum and go for some asshole that dated me for a few weeks before dumping me the day after my birthday. However, the fact that he thinks I sound like a girl during sex is… disturbing. It’s not like I didn’t know that before. My friends used to rip on me for sounding so girly, but most girls think I sound hot. That, or they’re lying. It’s my naturally high voice, I sound like everyone else, but a few octaves up. Well, my voice is higher than a crack addict on payday, but I can still do that low chuckle all the girls fall for. Their panties drop like they’re at the top of the Golden Gate Bridge. I do need to get my moaning in check though, because what if Alice and I are fucking and she decides I’m no different than being with a chick? If Alice won’t date me because of my moaning I swear I’ll cut out my vocal chords and let her fuck the hole in my throat with a strap on. Not that letting her fuck my throat will put me as the pinnacle of masculinity, of course.

Fuck, now I’m soft.

(I’m such a loser, chin covered in blood and surrounded by porn)

#kenny mccormick #south park #fanfiction #GOD i hope this is legible #i felt like i was commiting sacrilige or something writing this so i included the scene with the church as a meta thing #feel free to send me critisism #or praise #fan mail makes me write faster #hint hint #gore #my writing #the angels are watching

[l0vey-d0vey-moved]

Whichever questions you want with you and Lance for the ask meme? Y’all are too precious ^_^ ~your-local-Kogane

@your-local-kogane you’ve given me TOO MUCH FUCKING LIBERTY. enjoy a longass post answering almost every. single. question on both of those ask memes asjakf,, anyways since this will be long, i will put this under a read more!!

also i skipped some bc i didnt want to keep repeating answers so yea. ,,,,oh man this was long o3o

“send me a ship and i’ll tell you..”

Who said “I love you” first: oh man. us pining after eachother was a fucking mess aksjdkafskfsa,,, i feel like i would say it late at night, then ramble and ramble on how i messed up and i’d almost have an anxiety attack (oops) but lance!! loves!! me!! too!!! huzzah!!!!!

Who would have the other’s picture as their phone background: lance would. i really feel like whenever i’m gone he will miss having me curled up into his side and just open his phone and immediately be like “oh shit it’s sienna,,,, i lof them” and end up staring at his phone until someone (maybe pidge) knocks him outta that

Who leaves notes written in fog on the bathroom mirror: lance would do this. he always leaves little reminders such as: you’re beautiful, i love you, etc etc and i love it but stop dirtying the mirror goddammit!! 

Who buys the other cheesy gifts: oh man,,, lance definitely. he’s so darn cute and often just buys me (legitimately whenever he can) little trinkets and they are so cute!!

Who initiated the first kiss: i also feel like lance would!! i am waaaay too awkward to intiate affection, unless it’s like hand-holding, hugging or cuddling. it was so sweet bc he just cut me off and said “could i kiss you?”  !!! i love it when people do that bc you’re being sweet, cute, and respecting your s/os boundaries at the same time!!!

Who kisses the other awake in the morning: again, lance would. i am really tired in the mornings and never really wake up that fast, so its an efficient way to get me excited for the day!!!

Who starts tickle fights: oh man. lance. fucking little shit!!!

Who asks who if they can join the other in the shower: fucking LANCE (only for shits n giggles. he knows my boundaries :3c)

Who surprises the other in the middle of the day at work with lunch: ohhhh this is easy. i so would!!! i’m a concerned s/o and i have had experiences with people not eating lunch so i always wanna make sure he eats!!

Who was nervous and shy on the first date: i think both of us were nervous, but me. i’m the most nervous person lance has probably ever met. 

Who kills/takes out the spiders: oh man. like i said in another post, we are both terrified of spiders, but lance, being my “knight in shining armor”, would kill the spider. 

Who loudly proclaims their love when they’re drunk: if lance ever gets drunk (which is extremely unlikely), lance would.

“otp questions!”

1: Who spends almost all their money on the other?: lance does without a doubt. he always wants to spoil me but im like no!!! keep your money please!!! (he never does.)

2: Who sleeps in the other’s lap?: ME WITHOUT A DOUBT!!! i love affection so much and i’m always sleeby and lance loves affection so,,, win-win!! 

3: Who walks around the house half-naked and who yells at them to put on some clothes?: uhhh lance probably would tbh,, walks around without a shirt on and he. Knows. it flusters me every time ;w; // if i do it at all, it’s with one of lance’s sweatshirts (hes a Lanky Boi) and some short shorts and sit closer to lance (if thats even possible) and i unintentionally fluster him (tbh i love it

4: Which one tells the other not to stay up all night and which one stays up all night anyway?: i would tell him to not stay up, but he does anyways. (damnit lance)

5: Which one tries to make food for the other but burns it all by accident and which one tells them that it’s okay and makes them both cookies?: i would burn everything and cry about it while lance would tell me its okay and help me bake!!

6: Which one reads OTP prompts and says “Oh that’s us!” and which one goes “Eh, not really”?: tbh i think both of us would go like “that’s!! so!! us!!!”

7: Which one constantly wears the other’s clothes?: ME. i always wear something of lances, whether it be a bracelet, a necklace, a sweatshirt, or a hat. i always want something of his to keep with me :3c // he dies when i wear his signature jacket btw

8: Which one spends all day running errands and which one says “You remembered [thing], right?”: i forget easily, so i would run errands all day and lance would remind me and i wouldve forgotten it and been like “DAMNIT”

9: Which one drives the car and which one gives them directions?: lance drives. i am better at directions, so i give directions. 

10: Which one does the posing while the other one draws?: I LOVE DRAWING OK??? lance totally fuckin’ poses while i draw him

11: If they were about to rob a museum, which one does backflips through lasers and which one is strolling behind with a bag of chips?: lance backflips while i just stroll behind, watching and eating some candy.

14: Which one keeps accidentally using the other’s last name instead of their own?: tbh lance would introduce me as mx mcclain and everytime he does that i fucking implode

16: Which one gives the other their jacket?: lance does. even though i say “really? are you sure? i can just-” i secretly Really Want It and he knows. he offers me the jacket pretty much every chance he can get. 

17: Who keeps getting threatened by the other’s overprotective older sibling?: tbh veronica seems pretty chill about lance and his love life, but my sister,,,, oh boi,, lance would get the talk by my mom, dad, and sister. i’m a sensitive person and if anyone were to break my heart they’d be dead where they’d be standing tbh, even if my friends only knew about it.

24: Which one gives the other a piggyback ride when they’re tired?: lance gives me a piggyback ride. honestly i love piggyback rides and lance is 10/10 great at giving them

29: Which one holds the umbrella over both of them when it rains?: LANCE!!! tall motherfuckin bean is also a caring motherfuckin bean. he makes Damn Sure i dont get drenched or dont get cold

#answers #your-local-kogane #uuuuuh this took so long #thanks for the ask tho #filled lacuna

[thomastair]

I don't know where people get the idea that clary slutshamed izzy? I'm rereading rn and so far all she's done/said is:

commented on how much she wants to draw izzy

said that izzy's top didn't fit her cause clary had no cleavage

she got jealous when izzy flirted with simon? It's almost like she's a teenager with a internalized almost crush on her only friend... but she never degraded izzy ffs

she did call izzy a bitch after simon turned into a rat (wow overreacting™) but tbh that's just how clary acts when she doesn't think her words through when she's panicking

she noticed that meliron and izzy had a thing. she noticed. she wasn't like wow she's sleeping with a fae sluutt but it's almost like that's what readers made up with their internalized misogyny

she said that izzy wore low cut tops and high heels when describing what izzy was wearing just like she described alec's holey sweaters again no shaming izzy's clothing from clary hmmm (see bold text in example above)

And people think clary and izzy hated eachother in the beginning? (They were wary of eachother cause they'd each only ever been friends with guys and didn't know how to act around other girls) so I raise you brotp clizzy in the early days (as of where I am in city of ashes):

the entire scene where izzy got clary ready for magnus' party and the conversation they had

izzy literally gave clary her first proper runes but nooo they totally didn't trust eachother and hated eachother

izzy updates clary on everything over text cause she feels like clary needs to know

she notified clary immediately after jace got locked up cause that's what people who don't like eachother do apparently

backed up clary when clary wanted to go to the silent city and alec said no

mutually protecting eachother

Anyways please properly analyze the books before saying that cc pitted them against eachother

#also I'm still not all the way through the book so I may have missed something anyways #I'm in love with the new update #izzy lightwood #isabelle lightwood #clary fairchild #clary fray #the mortal instruments #city of bones #city of ashes #city of glass #city of fallen angels #city of lost souls #city of heavenly fire #the shadowhunter chronicles

[sapphicnausicaa]

FOR @kizakireis !!!!!

SORRY IM ON MOBILE AND I DONT KNO HOW TO PUT IN A READ MORE SO ILL DO THAT LATER!!!!!

FOR KILLUA!!! i hc killua as gay!!!! i cant see anyother sexuality for him because of how he is throughout the series (how he feels abt gon, hoW HE DRESSES THATS A GAY WAY TO DRESS IVE WORN SIMILAR OUTFITS AND MY OLDER BROTHER CALLED ME OUT ON HOW GAY IT WAS DHFHFJ) i see killua as a cis boy but its not as strong as my feelings towards him being gay!!! but i can never really see him as being a trans boy because of how the zoldycks treated alluka with constantly misgendering her, but im open to other headcanons people have!!! a ship is of course killugon!!!! i love the development throughout the story and how you can see them caring about eachother more and more and the impact that they have had on eachothers lives!!!! a friendship i love is him and ikalgo!!! when i first watch the part where killua told ikalgo that under different surcenstanses he believed that they wouldve been friend i yelled abit because i was so touched!!! and when ikalgo saved killua and then later killua called them officially friends i was so happy!! for a NoTp i cant really think of anything outside of pedophilic/incest ships??? theres no other characters that are his age besides gon that i can think of… i have a headcanon that killua is an impulsive buyer, especially with clothing or things that remind him of someone he cares about!!!! i really love killua!!! hes a great character and his development throughout the story is so good!!!

FOR GON!!!! i hc him as gay too!!! for him i feel like because he grew up without friends but in a caring environment he didnt realize growing up at first that he liked boys, he just assumed that what he felt ment that he REALLY wanted to be friends with them. i really love trans boy gon!!!! its something i thought abt when i was first watching the series and i really connected with it!!! i also think trans girl gon would b good too but trans boy is stronger for me (and also abit of a Projection hhfhjfjd) killugon again!!!! i know i talked abt it alot for killua but they just connect so well and theyre friendship is so strong??? i feel like gon started falling for killua first what with how he went after him to the zoldyck mountain. gon cares about killua so much, and hes so open about it too!!!! hes always telling killua how important he is to him and it hurts my heart!!!! I ABSOLUTELY LOVE THE FRIENDSHIP BETWEEN LEORIO AND GON!!!! i kno people joke about leorio being gons dad n all but i think their relationship is more of like brothers!!!! i really connect with it because im a big brother myself and one of my younger brothers is about the same amount younger than me that gon is to leorio and that just really makes me happy???? ive been planning to draw out some of the things i do with my brothers as gon and leorio but i havent had the time fhdhfnskfj,, for Notps its the same as with killua??? no pedophilic/incest ships and thats all i can think of rn… GON HAS ADHD!!!! this is a BIG hc for me and im constantly thinking abt it!!!! i have adhd and so much abt gons character is so relatable to me that i cant help but always be thinking about his stimming habits!!!! i really love adhd gon!!! i love gon too!!!! at first i thought that killua was my favorite but no,, its gon,, hes just so relatable to me that i cant help but put him in as my favorite!!!

KURA🅱️IKA!!!! hmmm i actually dont have a headcanon for kurapikas sexuality? im thinking abt it and i cant really set anything down for them so idk for gender i hc them as non binary with they/them and he/him pronouns!!! hmmm leopika (?) is a nice ship!!! i really like the friendship kurapika developes with melody!!!!! melody and kurapikas friend ship is a quieter one for me!!! i feel like theyd have a lot of nonverbal communications and bonding(im not caughtup w the manga n stuff btw) I HATE HIM AND CROLLO!!!! LIKE WHY DOES THAT POP UP SO MUCH WHEN IM SNOOPING AROUND!!! CROLLO IS WHY THE KURTA WERE ALL KILLED WHY WOULD KURAPIKA EVER GET WITH HIM!!!! THATS A BIG NOTP FOR ME HATE IT!!!! hc for kurapika is that before the phantom troupe murdered the kurta kurapika was ok with and actually kind of liked spiders, they knew that theyre important to the environment and the food chain. kurapikas character and development throughout the series is SUPER good!!! i really love how the york new arc goes and how afterwards you can tell thats why kurapika push leorio (and they wouldve with gon and killua if they had contacted them) away because it showed how the people they care about could be taken away again

LEORIO!!!!!! i headcanon leorio as bi!!!! i dont really have a strong gender hc for leorio but ive seen some trans man stuff that i like so thats what im going to go with!!! leopika(?) again!!!! for a friendship LEORIO AND GON!!! but i alsoi really liked the interactions that leorio and zepile had together and i hope that they stayed in contact!!! uhhhhh for notps i cant think of anything outside of pedophilic ships or ones w magor age gaps?? i havent really seen anthing outside of leopika for leorio leorio keeps a big scrapbook of pictures of his friends and things that remind him of his friends and he looks through it often!!!! i love how caring and open abd honest leorio is!!! tbh when i first started watching i didnt really like leorio that much (especially with what happened at trick tower) but he really grew on me!!!!

TERU!!!! i hc teru as bi!!! and i really like trans boy or non binary teru!!!! i really love terumob!!!! throughout the series you can really see how much teru has come to care for mob after his loss to ???%. he cares about him so much and when you look at him when hes talking to/ thinking abt mob you can see the deep love and adoration on his face!!!! for friendship i wish there was more canon interactions between him and shou!!!! i feel like they could have a really interesting and fun friendship!!!! for notp anything pedophilic n that jazz and i dont really like teru/takenaka? it just doesnt feel like theyd fit together that way to me i have a hc that teru runs a food aes blog and he posts alot of pictures of food he buys or makes!!! alot of the foods are very star themed if he can help it!!!! i reall really love teru!!! when i first watched through mp100 he was my favorite (after mob)!!!!!! i loved how hard hes worked to change and how much effort hes put into it!!!! im super proud of him!!!!!

[gillytweed]

A Night in the Old World Chapter 2

Notes: A long awaited update to my ABO universe, and it’s once again fluffy as all fuck (although I have a feeling this one isn’t as good as the first chapter tbh). I’ve also discovered I really like having Clexa come in from the rain and be all soft and gooey with each other. 

First Chapter here

Lexa let out a shaky breath that almost became a groan as she entered her tent. The sky rumbled and the rain hissed down in sheets. It wasn’t exactly surprising as it was the middle of the rainy season, but that didn’t make it any less annoying. She was soaked to the bone, and all she wanted to do was lay down and curl up next to her Alpha where it would be warm and dry, however, there was a good chance she would have to wait for such things.

Clarke was just over three months into her training as a warrior and had gone on a hunting trip with Indra, the Beta having taken the blonde on as her Second. It had been a surprise that her General had offered to train the Skaiheda, but a welcome one, and while the training was grueling, made evident by Clarke’s sore muscles and pained groaning, the Alpha had made great progress, picking up things much faster than any normal Second would.

Once inside, she noticed the tent was much warmer than she expected, as she’d been gone from Ton DC for several days travelling amongst the smaller villages, however the low fire in the fire pit and the lump under the furs of her bed told her all she needed to know. She smiled as a low groan sounded from under the covers, a spark of happiness warming her chest.

“Lexa?” Clarke croaked, turning over with a grunt. It seemed the Alpha had returned from her hunting trip with Indra a bit earlier than expected. The Omega hummed, shuffling over and shedding her wet layers along the way. Off came her cloak, armour and boots, leaving her with her slightly damp undershirt and pants. She didn’t know how long Clarke would be in camp, but she intended to make the most of what little time they had.

“Hnnng, no, pants off. They’re wet.” Clarke mumbled as she shifted further onto the bed, making room for the Omega. Lexa sighed in fond exasperation as she kicked them off, along with stripping her equally damp shirt, before going to dig through the chest at the end of the bed to search for the long shirt Clarke had given her the night they’d agreed to be Alpha and Omega. It was made from soft fabric and was so long the hem hovered just above her knees. It had lost the Alpha’s scent, having been replaced with her own, but simply putting it on made Lexa smile.

“I love it when you wear my clothes.” Clarke murmured from her place on the bed, voice a happy sigh. Lexa hummed again as she made her way over, bending to press a soft kiss to the Alpha’s temple.

“And I love wearing them.” She could hear a slight purr from Clarke in response to her words, but it was unfortunately cut off by a low groan. “Sore, Alpha?” She loved the way Clarke shivered when she called her that, the slight tremble in her shoulders and the hitch of breath at the back of her throat. It was like a reminder that this Alpha, this one and this one alone, was hers, because no one else could draw such a reaction with a single word.

“A bit…” Her reply was muffled by the fabric of the pillow she’d pressed her face to, most likely hiding the slight flush that had crept onto her cheeks.

“Would you like me to do something about it?” She went back to her chest before she got an answer, finding the object she wanted almost immediately and holding it up. The bottle of massage oil glinted in the light of the fire, the blown glass reflecting the flickering flames. Clarke lifted her head in curiousity, eyes widening when she saw what her Omega was offering.

“Oh sweet spirits, please.” Clarke groaned and let her head collapse back onto the pillow. Lexa chuckled as she returned to the bed. Hearing Clarke use a Grounder saying was odd, but also rather funny, the syllables coming a little stilted, but the meaning was clear.

“Shirt off.” The command was soft and obeyed immediately, the blonde slipping off her top and tossed it towards the end of the bed before once again sinking back down. Lexa hopped onto the bed, oil in hand, and straddled Clarke’s waist.

The blonde’s back, once smooth pale skin, was now mottled with bruises of differing colours. Some were greenish yellow and well on their way to healing, while others were a darker purple, new since the last time they’d seen each other. Lexa paused for a few seconds, tracing her palms over the new marks and slipping her fingers under the blonde's chest bindings. The soft touches drew a light hum from the Alpha, bordering a purr.

Lexa smiled, a feeling of contentment sinking into her bones. Moments like these reminded her of how glad she was that Clarke had agreed to be her partner. Being partners with Clarke meant comfort and closeness, caring for each other equally. It meant that eventually she’d have no more nights alone, Clarke’s arms around her to ward off the cold. It meant always having someone to share her troubles with, to talk to at the end of the day rather than stewing in silence. It meant evenings like these, rain hissing outside while they enveloped themselves in their own little bubble, touching and soothing eachother's aches and pains.

Clarke whined as she drew her hands away, turning her head so she could peek at the brunette over her shoulder. Lexa smiled down at her, brushing Clarke’s mass of blonde hair to one side so she could bend down and press a kiss to the back of her neck. The Alpha smiled, a full blown purr rumbling in her chest. Not delaying any longer, Lexa coated her hands in oil, warming it slightly between her palms, before pressing them to Clarke’s back.

They sit in silence for several long minutes, only broken by Clarke’s soft groans and grunts as her muscles are loosened. It was nice, a calm and quiet moment, uninterrupted by the realities that awaited them just outside their tent. It was a moment where Lexa could care for her Alpha as the blonde had cared for her.

“I take it that Indra hasn’t been particularly kind in training.” She spoke softly, breaking the silence but keeping to the quiet atmosphere as she gently pressed and worked the aching muscles under her hands. The Alpha groaned low in her chest as a particularly large and knotted muscle was ground into by a strong thumb.

“I think she’s trying to push me to succeed actually.” The response was breathy, ending in a soft grunt that turned into a sigh as Lexa ran her hands up and down her back, not pressing, simply enjoying the feeling of skin on skin.

“How do you know?” The Omega coated her hands in a fresh layer of oil and went back to work.

“She keeps asking if I think I’m worthy of you.” Clarke’s response is quiet, almost hidden within the sounds of the rain hitting the tents canvas. Lexa raised an eyebrow at her response, but didn’t falter in her movements as the muscles loosened under her ministrations.

“Do you think yourself worthy?” If she was being honest with herself, Lexa was curious about Clarke’s answer. The blonde had always been rather reflective, thinking about the world in ways that few else could.

“Not yet, but I want to be.” Clarke answered after several moments of deliberation, making Lexa pause. The answer was unexpected, far more humble than she ever expected from an Alpha, yet also such a Clarke answer that she couldn’t help but smile

“Well, you will always be worthy to me.” Lexa murmured as she leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss behind Clarke’s ear. The soft assurance had the Alpha smiling and rolling over underneath the Omega so she was laying on her back, Lexa now perched on her hips.

“You’ll always be worthy to me too.” The response had them both chuckling, moving together so they could meet halfway for a kiss. Lexa hummed against Clarke’s lips, hands on the blonde’s stomach where she could feel the start of defined abdominal muscles.

Before her training with Indra, Clarke hadn’t been the strongest Alpha, far preferring to solve her problems with words and cleverness than fists and blows. But now, three months later, after grueling daily training, the fruits of her labour were starting to show through. She’d lost the last of the softness that had clung to her face, her jaw and cheekbones having become a bit more defined, and any extra fat she’d had was quickly burned away from the endless exercise.

It made her look different. Not in a bad way, simply different. The Alpha held more confidence, standing straighter and speaking with even more authority than she had when the two had first met. It seemed that on the ground Clarke was finally growing into herself, becoming the Alpha she was always capable of being.

Pulling away slightly from Clarke and her wonderfully soft lips, Lexa shifted, laying down atop her Alpha’s body, slipping one leg between the blonde’s as she nestled into her neck. Warm arms quickly came up to embrace her and pull her close.  

She purred softly as Clarke’s fingers gently tangled in the soft hairs at the base of her neck and massaged the base of her skull. The movements eased a pressure in her head that she hadn’t even realized was there. Clarke’s chest rumbled beneath her, adding the sound of the Alpha’s purr to her own. The combined whiring had her eyes fluttering with sudden tiredness.

“Do you leave again soon?” She managed to ask before sleep dragged her under. She wanted to know if she’d be waking to an empty bed the next morning.

“Not until the day after tomorrow.” Clarke sounded equally tired, a yawn breaking the sound of her purr for a moment. “Indra said we needed a day of rest.” Lexa hummed in response, groping down near their knees for a fur to drag over them. Once she’d succeeded, a cocoon of warmth around them, she settled down to sleep.

She’d been tired when she’d returned to the tent, but the sight of Clarke had driven it away. Now, however, comfortable and warm and draped over the one she loved, sleep pulled at her. They had all of tomorrow to spend together, and she intended to make the most of it, but for now they would rest.

#Clexa #clarke griffin #commander lexa #clarke x lexa #the 1oo #my writing

[solarpunksoftie]

My Sides. AKA the Gene-Pool

ok so i wasn’t tagged for this cuz i dont really know many people in this fandom? but i want to feel included and i have IDEAS so yeh. im doing this. its happening. um i guess i can tag a couple people, and heres a link to the original post. @prinxietyhell @doctorshufflepuff

My Adventurous Side - Adrienne

-They/Her

-impulsive, sexual, outgoing, sensual

-Down for Anything

-Total flake, flits after the most interesting thing at the time.

-Has my sense of humor

-Needs To Do Things. Not really hyper but just really active

-Very literal and concrete thinker; abstract and theoretical conversations confuse her

-Party kid. like they thrive off high energy social interaction. the more people, music, dancing, drinking, etc the better

-doesn’t understand the concept of money ffs they run my bank account into the ground why are they like this

-”Just Do It”

-They dress like they’re going clubbing. tight crop-top, shorts, comfortable boots, maybe a cute button down tied around their waist. Fluffy strawberry smoothie hair

My Ethical Side - Ethan

-They/Them

-Moral compass, passion, ambition, compassion

-The Punk

-Authority means nothing to them if its detrimental or even nonproductive

-Will Fight Anyone if they decide they deserve it

-Slight God complex, believes they can do no wrong

-The Angeriest

-Fuels my sass tbh

-Is very focused on getting help and equality to those in need

-They’re the reason I attend protests

-”Fuck You” / “How Can I Help”

-They wear politically loud clothing. My Anti-Fascist coat and feminism tanktop, as well as some dark wash jeans and black converse. Spiked magenta hair

My Logical&Creative Side - Laura

-They/Them

-Organization, Aesthetic, Obsession, Efficiency

-Pun master

-Efficiency is their endgame with any plan they come up with. 

-Not big into maths or things like physics outside of real-world application

-Responsible for my special interests and obsessions

-Also responsible for anything I create from those interests

-Also credited with my system of reminder alarms so I can function like a normal adult.

-Can catch anyone in a lie, cuz they look for logical inconsistencies

-Pretty good with people. Or at least reading them, which makes responding much easier.

-Does things you would see on Pintrest because they go for optimizing utility and aesthetic 

-”You’re Doing It Wrong”

-Wears a blue button down with the sleeves rolled above the elbows, white tie, black slacks, high heels, glasses. Blonde hair, neatly coiffed.

My Paranoid Side - Pandora

-They/Them

-Fear, Preparedness, Vigilance, Superstition

-Ready for Anything

-Seriously they are the reason I’m fairly sure I would survive a while during the zombie apocalypse

-Also the reason I’ve never been seriously injured or seriously ill.

-Honestly they’re such a mom. A very bitter, resentful mom, but still mom.

-Salty™

-Carries a tiny but well stocked first aid/survival kit

-Also has at least 3 knives on their person, in case of attack or if ya just need to cut something ya know

-Comes up with absurd situations to worry over (eg. “if theres an earthquake right now what are you gonna do?” “Don’t sit with your back to the room you could get stabbed”)

-Demons are totally real and they could be literally anywhere we would have no idea

-Cryptids

-”What was that”

-Dresses ready for the apocalypse to start at the drop of a hat. Thick but light leather jacket (the kind you can’t get a knife through unless you’re Really trying), black leotard (cuz that won’t get caught/tangled in anything and is made to optimize movement), quick-dry cargo pants (I live in the biggest watershed in the US there’s no way I’m gonna be able to avoid wading through a marsh several times during the zombie apocalypse. also pockets, hell yeah), steel-toe boots. Dark brown hair cut real short out of the face (less noticeable, won’t get in  the way or caught on things)

My Depression - Daryl

-They/He

-They’re my god damn serotonin imbalance personified my dudes

-Always tired

-The Most Persuasive

-Even though they’re exhausted they never shut up?? Please go take a nap

-Very clingy, but hates that they’re clingy so they just fuckin insult people in attempts to push them away

-So insecure please protect them

-Can twist any of the other side’s words into something negative

-Can be very philosophical, and not always for the worst reasons. They just like contemplating existence.

“Why bother?”

-Wears a heavy fluffy black hoodie, a soft threadbare black tshirt, black sweatpants, thick fuzzy socks. Hair is frizzy and faded version of whatever my current color is, roots grown out to at least half an inch because updating hair is too much work.

Relationships/Interactions

-A&E: the kind of besties that become a feedback loop of increasingly bad/dangerous ideas if no one else steps in.

-A&L: power team, they get so much done when they work together. unstoppable force of memes.

-A&P: they kinda work against eachother, but they keep eachother from going off the deep end. P stops A from accidentally dying and A gets P out of their comfort zone.

-A&D: cannot stand eachother. If A is around D too long they get irritable and whiny. A exhausts D.

-E&L: L keeps E grounded and E gets L excited about new stuff a lot.

-E&P: P is the reason E hasn’t gotten caught up in a riot yet. E has no problem ignoring P if its for the greater good, however.

E&D: E does their best to ignore D for the most part. D pisses E off to the point of violence and shouting when D gets bad. When D gets REALLY bad E will do whatever necessary to subdue them. 

L&P: they fight constantly. L does give P tips on what to be ready for, but if P gets over the top L will fucking fight them. P is the only one who can draw this much of a reaction out of L.

L&D: L is actually pretty supportive of D. L appreciates D’s rhetoric skills and can even be a little protective at times. D is the most attached to L and will actively seek their approval.

P&D: they have a weird relationship. It’s both tense and chill. They will sit and keep each other chill, balancing their two extremes, but once that balance is broken it is hard to get back and they will quickly get overwhelmed by the other.

#my sides #not ss tag #doctorshufflepuff #ocs #fanders sides #the gene pool #i fuckin love that #its such a good pun

[llamanorthwest-archived2]

(Mabcifica au for your consideration: Beauty and the Beast au where Pacifica is a snotty princess that had been turned into a beast bc of how snobby and stuck up she is. She's told in order to turn back, she must have someone fall in love with her for her by the time the last rose petal falls from this enchanted rose.

(Btw just so you all know- Gideon is Gaston in this au.)

Eventually, years later, a grumpy old man(Stanley) comes to the castle for shelter and is caught trying to steal some roses for his great niece, books for his great nephew and other various expensive things(bc let's be honest Stan would fucking try to steal so much shit from that castle). The beast is outraged, she had given him a place to rest his head, had the servants clean his clothes, gave him a hot meal and this is how she's repayed?(going by the original fairy tale where the old man actually stayed the night) she's so outraged that she tells him he's to be imprisoned forever at her castle for this crime. He tries to explain that these things were for his family, that his beloved niblings asked for flowers(mabel wanted to make flowercrowns) and books(dipper is a nerd) when he got back from scamming people selling items at market. ("And the silverware?" "I have no idea what you're talking about" he lies while a jewel encrusted fork falls from his coat pocket) So somehow mabel and dipper find out stans fukin locked up(idk how yet tbh okay) and dipper tries researching how to get the beast to release their grunkle but mabel decides to jump the gun and takes off to rescue grunkle stan.

She gets to the castle and somehow takes grunkle stans place(again idk how she gets Stan to switch places with her but somehow it happens ok)

Yada yada, stuff happens, mabel finds out about the curse and paz is so curious she screams at Pacifica and throws things around the room scaring the shit outta mabel bc Paz rn is a giant fukin beast ok so mabel goes outtie and flees the castle. Almost gets fucking killed by wolves or gnomes or smthing but Pacifica saves her at the last minute and gets Fucked Up(she's really only upset about her fur being ruined tbh)

When mabel is tending to Pacifica's wounds they start to talk and get to know eachother, leading to the start of romantic build up between the two. Eventually Pacifica gives mabel a beautiful and fully stocked giant ass room full of art supplies, art references, art books, art pieces all for mabel for her very own(instead of a library bc mabel is more artsy)

Mabel makes her own dress for the big dance scene, and Pacifica almost melts at how beautiful mabel is.

Eventually Pacifica asks mabel if she's happy, if she could be happy here and mabel admits that while she's grown to enjoy the beadts company she's very worried for her brother and great uncle and isn't sure if she could ever be truly happy if she's not free. So the beast gives mabel a magical mirror to show her anything in the world that she could ever want. So mabel decides to see how her brother and great uncle are doing- only to find out that their efforts to try and rescue mabel has marked them as targets by the town's people and gideon/Gaston(who is pissed off bc Stan and dipper refuse to let him marry mabel bc he's a fucking creep)

The beast tells mabel to go to her brother and her great uncle, so mabel leave in a big hurry and gets back to town and tries telling everyone to lay off her brother and grunkle bc the beast IS real and shows them proof. Gideon/Gaston hates how much mabel appears to like the beast and calls to have everyone hunt this thing down and kill her.

Fight ensues, yada yada, Gideon fucking stabs the paz beast and somehow dies. The last petal is about to fall, pacifica is drawing her last breaths, and mabel cries into paz's chest that she can't lose Pacifica because mabel loves her.

And boom, curse broken, paz's stab wounds are healed bc magic and she turns back into a human and mabel is so fucking gay for this hot beautiful ruler and they get married and everyone is happy and Pacifica's parents died horribly at some point.)

#out of makeup ll ooc #beauty and the beast au

[yumenosakiacademy]

tagged by: no one. i saw someone @ "anyone" n i went "o~kay!"

RULES: answer all questions, add one question of your own and tag as many people as there are questions. (i dont have that many friends heck you)

tagging: @hajimeme-hinata @ojamajodoremi @jyflbx @orangetsundere @redscotty and anyone else who sees this n wanna do it! have fun~! ^w^

coke or pepsi: Coke

disney or dreamworks: Both i guess?? maybe disney?

coffee or tea: Both r good but caffeine isnt the best 4 u so i dont rly drink it often unless it’s a few sips in the morning every so often as a pick-me-up... i drink cold sweet tea tho! glug glug

books or movies: movies r easier to watch but the books r written better so i dont kno. i dont rly watch movies OR read books a ton tho

windows or mac: Windows

dc or marvel: De/adpool is from marvel but teen ti/tans r from dc n those r the only comic book characters i rly read/watch from their of those so im torn.. prob dc tho bc i luv te/en titans. ive read some De/adpool comics n theyre Funny tho

xbox or playstation: playstation! fun fact: i have a playstation 2 (in storage) and a playstation 3!

dra/gon age or mass ef/fect: never played either of em

night owl or early riser: night owl all the way baybee

cards or chess: cards

chocolate or vanilla: vanilla but chocolate is! also v v good. both. but vanilla by a smaaaall margin

vans or converse: i dont wear either of em lol

lavellan, trevelyan, cadash, or adaar: I had to look this up n i dint play dr/agon age sry mate

fluff or angst: fluff! angst is PAWESOME n i luv torturing others by writing it so maybe both? but i prefer reading fluff more ngl

beach or forest: beach

dogs or cats: cats!! nyanyanya!!!!

clear skies or rain: clear skies

cooking or eating out: cooking bc eating out costs Money and fast food is prob more Unhealthy... dunno

spicy food or mild food: mild food

halloween/samhain or solstice/yule/christmas: halloween! christmas costs money and on halloween i can trick or treat w haji! ^w^

would you rather forever be a little too cold or a little too hot: binch im always too effin cold... but i dunno which one i'd choose tbh.. maybe a lil too hot? how much is "little" i need to know that before i can answer fully....

if you could have a superpower, what would it be: MAGIC! You can do so many things it's like having multiple powers! or if i cant choose that, then appearification, bc then i could make whatever objects i want, like money, food, cute clothes, anime mer/ch, etc all for Free >:3c

animation or live action: animation

paragon or renegade: ???? what's that nya? owo;;;

baths or showers: showers THEN baths. dont bathe in ur own germs. take a shower first then draw a bath n relax afterward! or sleep in the bath

team cap or team ironman: neither 

fantasy or sci-fi: fantasy!

do you have three or four favourite quotes? if so what are they: i kno of a few that i have saved so! “Dreams, like sea turtles’ eggs… Most of them.. are crushed, but… no matter how many tears one sheds, you cannot stop giving birth to them, can you…” (shinkai kana/ta, en/stars), “If I’m wishing for a dream that can’t come true, then I’ll just embrace the hurt past and have a dream I won’t wake up from.” (L/ost time Memory), "You don't have to 8e alive to make yourself relevant. And you don't have to 8e a good person to 8e a hero. You just have to know who you are and stay true to that. So I'm going to keep fighting for people the only way I ever knew how. 8y 8eing me." (Vr/iska Serk.et, Hom/estuck)

youtube or netflix: youtube!

harry po/tter or percy jack/son: neither. n ive only seen the movie 4 per/cy jackson: light/ning thief

when you feel accomplished: when I get stuff right in class or make someone happy!

star w/ars or star t/rek: neither

paperback books or hardback books: paperback! hardback costs more money n is heavier n stuff

horror or rom-com: rom-com

to live in a world without literature or music: ummm we need literature to read n grow smarter that's how we get our education n stuff so even tho i listen to music 24/7, for the sake of humanity we'd need literature

pastel colours or dark colours: pastel

tv shows or movies: tv shows

city or countryside: city

if any other zodiac sign could describe you, what would it be: umm.. i dunno abt zodiacs much tbh! sry ;;;

if you could only listen to one album for the rest of your life what would it be: "Forever" by Mys/tery Skulls

cinema or theatre: cinema

if you could be any fictional character’s best friend, who’d you be: arashi!! i want her to pat my head n take me out shopping n we’ll compliment eachother n look at cute makeup together aaa... or rox/y lalonde bc shes so funny n cool! they're both so nice n i Luv them!

smiling or smirking: both!

are you an ‘all or nothing’ type or are you more consistent: umm... dunno!

playlists or your whole library on shuffle: playlists, but i usually just listen to songs on you/tube bc i dont have a "library"! fan/mixes count as pla/ylists tho so!

travelling or staying at home: staying at home for sure. travelling costs money, i'm lazy, theres almost nothing i'd consider fun abt travelling either, nor would i want to learn languages to visit countrues that arent english-speaking. no thanks. even travelling in america or europe would prob be.. Boring. no thanks.

books or fanfiction: fanfiction most DEF!! 

If you could live in a fantasy world, what world would it be: i.. dont know an answer, sorry.... ;;;;

What fictional character do you think you're like? Bonus- Give reasons: ...Depends on who you ask tbh..... but i think maybe Nep/eta Leij/on from Hom/estuck bc im cheery nyanya n kitties n stuff! or Yu/ta Ashuu from Bp/ro bc we both try to get our friends to lighten up and we;re happy but we still kinda have insecurities n stuff so.. also i can sing like him! n i used to be an idol, yanno~! but these 2 it’s, yknow, for when i'm happy n stuff n around my friends or ppl i dont mind! ^w^ not around family or most classmates tho. nonono.

#ya dont gotta if ya dont wanna ! n the fictional character question is mine! thats the one i added on like the rules said to do~ #long post #info

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"Did god have a say in the creation of the world" is a phrase that doesnt seem that odd when first looking at it, but can really mess someone up.

Like, was he limited to making our world with the constants we currently have? Could god have just said, yea lets round the G to 7*10^-11 and everything would still work out?

This also goes into my personal gripe with lines. Draw a line on a piece of paper, yea? Look closer. It aint a line. Its a gradent. There is no point that it suddenly becomes black from white. There's always white in the black, and vice-versa. There's always gray area.

Science knows this fact. They know that there are always more decimals n stuff, but they just choose to ignore it. Pass it off because its too small to matter in the long run? And yet, decimals can still fuck up am equasion a lot. Using 10m/s compared to 9.8m/s compared to (G*M1*M2)/(d^2) doesnt seem like a lot, but it really is a lot. Highschool physics? Literally throw air resistance out the window for the entire class. The only mention is that its not to be taken into account.

Seconds are the same way. If someone asks you to do something at a particular second, its really hard. Even then, theyres still gray area. Even with the implimentation of frames and button presses in video games, theres still a kind of window where its gray. Where its in between two frames. That area still exists.

Im honestly no "big brained" individual, but honestly humans are literally like if you hit the "randomize all" option on like the mii creator, but with like infinite possibilities. And honestly, to me thats much more beautiful and poetic than being told im made to fit the mold of some perfect being and its standards.

This goes into my own personal "dice roll" think. Tbh, theres probably some big brain theologian or old dude with a beard thinking about this right now, but in a different context, but my idea is as follows.

You can roll a dice yea? Its got like 6 sides on it. Now you'd think that that means when you roll it, there are only 6 possibilities right? And roll it enough times itll land back the same as when you started? Well in my mind, it can technically land on the same number, but it cant land in the same position. Think about it. Just from the directions of the corners, you can tell its wont. But if you look closer, you can tell it will never be the exact same positioning. If you roll a dice, it may land on that number again, but itll never land in the same spot.

This can also be seen in identical twins. Even though they look the same, they still have differnces. Whether it be a nose .00004 mm to the left, or a scar over their eye, or a hatred of spinach, there will be a difference. Even 2,000,000 years down the road, when someone is born with the same name, and the same face, they wont be the same as you. They wont have the same inteactions, or likes n dislikes. Even if they did somehow do not only gene manipulation and simulations on someone to replicate you, they couldnt possibly have the exact cell mutations or gene replication errors that make the little things in you, you.

You are just as unrepeatable as the roll of a dice, or the exact moment a leaf breaks off and falls. Which brings me to my next point.

I have never witnessed a leaf leave its branch. I have literally sat and watched trees and leaves every fall since i realized how mind boggling it is, and i still have yet to see it.

Dont get me wrong, ive seen falling leaves, seeds, and pinecones. I know gravity works and why fall is so great. Bit i have never seen a leaf cross the threshold of letting go of its branch. I know it exists. I know that wind probably effects it, but leaves will fall even without wind. I cant help but wonder at what causes that windless leaf to fall. Is it a cornerstone cell that just finally gives out? Is it some other kind of thing? What could possibly result in a falling leaf?

What is the exact chemical process that results in decay? Suprisingly, thats a question i can anwser. That is simply the improper copying of dna and stuff.

And yet, we still dont know how our brains work. We can look at cells, we can look at atoms, but we cannot possibly understand why laughter is a thing. We dont know anything about sleep, and even less about anaesthetics. Yet we do them regularly, even rely on them.

Humans survive mostly from two things. Sweating, and speaking. And honestly, those are probably the most horrifying things imaginable for prey. Sweating means we have cazy endurance. We can and will hunt anything down until it physically cannot move, and then kill it. And screaming to eachother at the same time. To be hunted by humans is much more scary then literally anything else. That is why horror mostly stars human-esk creatures that hunt humans.

One of humanity's greatest assests is also one of my biggest gripes. That is our obsession with observation and ourselves. We observe the world, and from that are given measurments and tools. We then use that to help ourselves. But we also have to see things. A famous phrase is "seeing is believing". Perfect example of this. We have to touch things. Even if its just with our eyes. But we also for some reason dont want to process things that arent ourselves.

Think about the non-humans that humans create. All those elderic abominations amd the like. Even the green martian men. They all are humaniods in shape. Even demonic, and cursed things have limbs. They have a head, and they have a brain. Anythign that is supposed to be equal to us or greater to us in power is humaniod. God? Humanoid. Satan? Humaniod. Kuthulu? Generally depicted as humaniod. Honestly the only exception to this idea is the angels in the bibel, like the cherubim and seraphim. Which at least one of them is a munch of rings with eyes and also wings.

Anywho, where was i? Oh yea, lines.

Nobody's perfect. Even in a computer world. Pixels are made of lights, which blend together and create gradents which are imperfect. Imputs are rounded. Time is rounded into frames. Fundamentally we are out of sinc with the universe. We round the numbers to the place we care about, putting a blind eye to those things.

Yet dont they add up? I mean in some cases yea, they do. Clocks become slow or fast. Heck even the official weight of a gram has changed. The object that was used to measure a gram actually ended up decaying enough that it messed up the official weight.

Dont even get me started on pi and natural e. Apparently (and i dont know for sure on this) but engineers round those numbers to 3. Like that is just messed up. That will actually, and legitimately fuck up a building or anything else.

Humans are truly odd creatures. Did you know that the current understanding of why we want to closely touch and even harm/kill cute and adorable things and even have the epression "i could eat you up... etc." Is beause we cannot process that emotion and so to relieve ourselves we want to rid the world of its existence? Its freakin wild honestly. We cant process something so we kill it. Itsnt that something just so specifically human?

Humans have such a thirst for knowledge, and yet also a fear of it. Consider comparing people like stalin and hitler and even the church, who burned and banned knoledge, to librarians who kept that knowledge.

Consider the eletric universe theory. Something that goes contrary to the current model of physics, but also works better in some areas. According to that, the sun wasnt always our sun, and also we were originally orbiting a red sun. Something totally wild to think about, but also makes sense. Like why ancient peoples kept talking about a red sun, and venus as a comet. It also states the idea that we didnt always have seasons, and that has something to do with why plants bloom when under red lights. I honestly dont know as much as i would like about this part to explain it better, but oh well.

We have this need to put everything in order, to have perfection. We just want to be the best we can. Specifically better than everyone else. And even if that means killing, harming, or demeaning others. Only if we are on the top, we will be alright.

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... i just want to mention that i have no degree in this shit and also no sources bc im too lazy and tired to look up that shit. Also, when i say "human" really i can only speak generally. I know for a fact that some peopld break the mold to certain extents n stuff, i just wanted to streamline it a little bit.

---Intermission over---

Our obsession with being the best has led us to ome conclusion. However, that conclusion is contradictory to the question asked. To become the best, we have to work with others. Because "if i cant be the best, then nobody can.". And boom, we got society n shit. We start working together to hunt amd gather, and generally be nice people. Because loosing someone means lossing another source of food.

But im getting off the point. This isnt supposed to be a history of humanity. Everyone already knows that story. Humans started planting things, created towns, created cities, fought eachother and died a lot. Eventually enslaved eachother and finally decided that was a bad thing, even thoug not everyone in the world agrees. Now there's god, and politics, and school, and problems.

But what caused all of this? What was the catylist? What was the starting factor? Can the reason people fight today be traced back to the first accidental killing of a brother like cain and able? Or is it somethig totally recent. Is the reason we have society because two ancient homo sapien families merged? Or was it something else? Why do we wear clothes? Theyrs little to no reason except in the winter. Especially if we started in africa or Australia. I have no anwsers for these questions.

But dont let the past decide who you are. Theres a reason we have memories. Its to improve yourself. We are constantly at a crossroads. Even if you dont realize it.

You can physically do anything. Humans are scary crazy. If you just put enough minds to it, literally anything is possible. Sending someone to space? Yep. Being able to kill all life on the planet? Yep. Be able to eat uncooked broccoli? Definitely. There are of course some holes in that last statement. Like you cant physically eat the planet in 30 seconds, or (at least right now) cant change the way you think about cheeze puffs. Doesnt mean that cant change in the future. But at the moment.

The future is scary too. Genetic engeneering, designer babies, and pollution is all on the horizon. The only thing stopping is it ouselves and maybe god.

If you could ask an animal what god it believes in, what would it say? Is such an easy question for theologians to brush aside. (Not that ive asked one) i can just imagine them quickly responding "animals cant think dumbass" or "animals dont have souls" or "animals arent made in the image and likeness of god". Those are nice anwsers and all, but they dont anwser the question. I asked what god does your pet dog believe in, not why doesnt my dog tell be about every time zeus boned some village girl and how that gives them the right to bone me too.

Thank you for listening to my insane ramblings about the human condition, lines, and other weird stuff i have no sources for. I want to mention that most of this stuff is probably fallacies, but this was never meant to be taken seriously or coherent anyways.