#that’s just kinda cruel to people who don’t win

[3qu1us]

me leaving twitter for a few days cause apparently they’re going to make a “best self ship” poll like they’ve done for other spooky month ships

#like dude??? #that’s just kinda cruel to people who don’t win #like what if people who have the same f/o get put against each other?? #self ship #self shipping #spooky month #twitter #twitter is dumb

[so-long-soldier-writes]

It's a Cruel Summer, With You

kai parker x reader | requested

summary: kai's never had anyone tell him they love him. he panics when he hears it for the first time.

tags: based on cruel summer by taylor swift, mild enemies to lovers, drinking / alcohol, secret relationship, summer love, love confessions, fear / panic, past trauma affecting relationships, emotional hurt, unrequited love (but not really), break-up, heartbreak, unhappy ending, one teensy edgar allen poe reference

word count: 5k

a/n: anon, i apologize once more for the amount of time this took! i hope you like it, and i hope i did taylor swift justice. 🩷 i also hope it makes sense bc sometimes i feel like my thoughts are just all over the place 😅

You were staring daggers into the back of his head, three days after a drastic turning point in their lives. And he, feeling your eyes upon him, turned to face you and smiled. That enraged you like nothing else; no man had ever had such an audacity with you, to raise the hell that he had and still offer a smile. You looked back down at your drink, still fuming, and still aware of him watching you, and texted your friends about it. One replied with an equal disgust, another sent a funny-to-her joke, and there was no response from the third. 

“Maybe he’s got a sweet spot for you,” she had said.

“Ha.”

A sweet spot that’d make him kill you last, maybe.

You rolled your eyes exhaustedly, but by the time you looked back down, someone had slunk into the booth across from you. You jumped, then rolled your eyes a second time at the realization of who it was.

“Hey cutie.”

“Don’t call me that.”

Kai shrugged, unbothered. He kept eye contact with you in a way that made it hard to look away; his blue eyes seemed to pierce right into your soul. They weren’t bright, like Damon’s, but instead had a touch of darkness in them. Like storm clouds rolling in on a bright, sunny day. They threaten rain, but you’re not sure if the downpour will come today or tomorrow.

Kinda like how he came into Mystic Falls. 

“What do you want?” You bit, after about thirty seconds of staring.

“Are you scared of me?”

“Excuse me?”

“Are you afraid of me?” He repeated, eerily softly. 

“Why would you think that?” Forced bravery is better than none, especially when faced with Kai Parker. 

“There’s a slight tremor in your voice. Only one finger touches the table, as if you’re unable to settle. You struggle to meet my eyes.”

“What are you, a psychologist?”

“I’m a sociopath.”

Shocker. 

“So?”

“I notice things.” He took a sip of your coffee. Reached out across the table, met your eyes, and sipped your drink. Again, the audacity. “I spent a lot of my childhood isolated. I had a lot of little brothers and sisters, and they were all taught to be afraid of me. I know how to read the signs.”

“I’m not afraid of you.”

“That’s what they’d say, too.”

“Well I’m not your siblings, and I’m not putting up an act. I don’t trust you, and I think you’re an ass, but I’m not afraid of you.” Your statement’s bold, but he had struck something fierce in you. A nerve, maybe on purpose, that wasn’t going to let him win this time. 

Kai smiled at that. His gaze dropped to the table, surveying your hands once more. His own pointer finger dragged along the wood. “I like you, Y/N. You’re plucky.”

The words took a moment to register - Kai saying he liked you. Kai didn’t like anyone. 

He got up to leave, causing you to turn towards him, prepared to jump out of the booth if you had to. “Well don’t.”

He cocked his head. “What?”

“I don’t want you to like me. I want nothing to do with you; you said it yourself, you’re a sociopath, and I don’t need that kind of bad energy in my life.”

That seemed to be funny to him, judging by the way he chuckled. “Okay, Y/N.” He put his hands up in surrender. “I won’t like you then.”

And with that, he was gone. 

Of course, he wasn’t gone - gone. Kai was never gone - gone from anything, even when people yelled at him to leave. He would disappear for a couple days, but he always came back. 

And somehow, after your interaction, you’d see him more frequently at the grill, too. He’d never talk to you, but you could feel his gaze. His stone cold blues would linger on you, almost like an animal stalking prey. 

It made you anxious, jittery. But somewhere, secretly, also a bit excited. 

He was dangerous in a way that drew you in. He had this aura about him that intrigued you as much as it scared you. You knew what he had done, and what he was capable of, and yet he still occupied the curious corners of your mind. 

And somehow, he seemed to know that. 

♫

How it happened from there is something you still question. Death glares became stolen glances, became blushing smiles, and by the next time he joined you at your booth, you didn’t try to fight him off. Kai ordered an uncharacteristically pink cocktail to match your own tropical choice. Neither said much as you both drank the rum mixtures down to the ice. You communicated in eye contact, mostly, as if daring the other to speak. Your stubborn personalities that should’ve clashed seemed to meld together instead. An intense staring contest was born. You found yourself entertained in the game, and quickly, enjoying it, too.

The booze soaked your brain as you continued to drink; your thoughts were fuzzy, and whenever you tried to catch them, they’d dissipate like cotton candy dropped in water. When Liv closed the restaurant around midnight, she unknowingly crashed the floodgates that weakly stood between you two. Ten feet out onto the street, you fell into him and he held you up. You laughed in his arms, partly due to your own drunken state, but partly that it’s Kai keeping you on your toes. He held you tight until you found your footing, just for you to crash your lips onto his unsuspecting own. The witch, taken aback but not opposed to it, let you taste him for a moment before kissing back. He pushed you up to the nearest wall, feeling and exploring, before hailing a ride back to your place. 

It had been forever for both of you. The uber driver with a ‘no touching’ rule sobered you up a little, but not enough to make you think twice about it. By the time he laid you down on your sheets, any doubt in your mind had fizzled out. He was a gentle lover, much to your surprise, likely because it was such an unfamiliar feeling to be so intimate with another. The little control you tried to take was met with a laugh, and you understood the signal. You didn’t mind being underneath him, though, nor did you mind him staying the night.

Guilt struck you when you first woke up in his arms, but not enough to barr yourselves from meeting again. The first few times you had to be drinking to convince yourself it was okay, but the more morning-afters you spent together, the less ashamed you started to feel. With time, nights started to feel less like hookups and more like something else. He became something you adored when you had, and craved when you did not. The feelings were mutual, though harder to pull out from the siphon, until you asked him directly, putting both your hearts out for the other to grab.

“What are we?” You asked, head leaning on the vending machine as he fetched himself a post-high gatorade. A bag of cookies were held in your own hand from the exchange you made one minute prior. 

“Having fun,” Kai replied.

“Kai…”

“Or so I think,” he followed his words, questioning the look on your face. 

“Are we anything more? Will we ever be?”

A loud voice down the hall that vaguely resembled his sister made a sharp remark to another person. His response sounded closer, as if they were heading in your direction. Kai grabbed your arm and muttered a simple cloaking spell until they both passed. Liv and Tyler both disappeared into her room, then Kai removed his hand. His touch lingered on your skin for a moment. You’ve grown to quite like the feeling. 

“I don’t know,” he confessed, “I’m not exactly the person for relationships, if you aren’t aware. I’m a sociopath that was locked in complete isolation for eighteen years.”

“I don’t care.” You grabbed his hand and laced your fingers together. “I like you. I don’t want this to stop. I want it to be more.”

“I’m not built for this.”

“But do you want it?”

His mouth went dry as he already knew the truth. He did. He wanted you so much, but fear held him back like a dog on a leash. He didn’t have much slack. “I want you,” he finally said. “I want this to work.”

“I’m not good at relationships, either. We’re figuring this out together.”

Kai seemed to accept that better, and two minutes later, he climbed back under the sheets with you, turning on a movie and sharing snacks until you fell asleep. 

♫

As your relationship progressed, it was tested, like all relationships ever are. You grew closer, more comfortable, as summer went on. Much of your time spent together was at night; you hadn’t told your friends, not ready for their questions nor their judgment, nor did you want the word out to his coven yet, afraid of whatever wrath his father could bring if he were to disapprove. You were still figuring things out, still learning about each other, and testing yourselves through time, and that was okay. Life isn’t something to be learned in a day, it’s something in which to be present to see where it takes you.

So, you let yourselves live, to do just that. On top of rooftops and beside small creeks, you snuck out to enjoy each other’s company. Mystic Falls has a lot of places to hide if you know where to look. 

A couple times, you’ve almost ran into others. More than anyone being Liv and Tyler, also avoiding her father. Once, you’ve ducked under bushes to hide from Bonnie. Kai kissed your neck while his hand was clamped over your mouth, daring you to give away your position, while playfully inhibiting your chance to do so.

Sometimes, you were drunk when you found yourselves venturing the town together. The bar in which neither Matt nor Liv worked became a hotspot for you. But instead of ending the night short, you opted to explore the late hours in each other’s company. The alcohol wore off quickly, but the drunkenness brought on by your unconfessed love never did. 

Kai, as it turns out, was easy to fall in love with. He was charming when you first met, but you were tickled to learn that underneath his manipulation tactics, he could be just as endearing authentically. He was a jokester and a flirt, whether across a room when you’d spot each other in public, or when you were hanging out together alone. You were never afraid to be alone with him. If your friends knew you were out with him, alone, at night, they would’ve freaked, but he always made you feel safe. And, once he felt comfortable being vulnerable with you, he revealed a side that could be sweet, too. 

Even after arguments, you were able to patch things up as if they hadn’t happened. Sometimes, he’d be bristling and volatile, but you knew that a lot of his anger came from a place of fear. You learned what to say that would calm him down; you told him what he needed to hear to feel safe again. You’d provide him with the comfort he’d always desired, and when he settled, he’d melt into your touch and softly request forgiveness.

You complimented each other perfectly. And while it took you a moment to name the emotion, the feeling had been there all along. It was love. 

♫

You were only slightly drunk the first time you realized the truth. Kai was painted in perfect, purple lighting, and his eyes seemed to sparkle when they met yours. You stumbled towards him and put your arms around his neck. He caught you, hands finding your waist. The music seemed to fade out as you swayed with him to the beat. It was as if a bubble captured you both, drowning out the rest of the world, making him your world, and in that moment, nothing else existed. You kissed him quickly, desperately, like an addict gone too long without a hit. He met you halfway, equally addicted. 

And then, because you were young, and stupid, and courageously in love, you blurted out the words swimming restlessly in your mind,

“I love you.”

You looked up at him, not expecting an answer just yet, but to offer an encouraging smile. Before your gaze even reached his, his body tensed. His hands felt like ice upon your nervously warmed skin, and his once-strong grip on your waist loosened. Kai wore an expression of confusion, different from the emotion that you tasted on his lips. You opened your mouth to retract the words, but nothing came out. The bubble that consumed you seemed to crack; the music previously blocked filled your eardrums once again. 

A fraction of a second later, you were guided to a hallway by your fingertips. The narrow path reduced some of the music, but most of the traffic. The man of your affection took to one wall, leaving you in the middle. You tried for his hand after he let it go, but dropped it at the discomfort he seemed to feel in having you hold it. 

You racked your brain for the right words, but nothing seemed perfect. You stared at the ground beneath your feet for a half second longer until he spoke, 

“You can’t do that.”

“What?”

“You know what I mean.”

“I’m sorry? I don’t. What did I do wrong?” He only shook his head, prompting you further. “Was it what I said or when I said it? Because I don’t think it’s wrong of me to confess what I feel for you when I know that it’s true.”

“It can’t be true. You can’t feel that for me.”

“Why not?”

“Because…”

“Provide me with a reason,” you interrupted, “or let me do as I please. I want to love you. I do, and I won’t apologize for it.” 

“Y/N-”

“We’ve had some tough times together, I know we have, but we’ve gotten through them. We - us, together - have worked through so much to get here. Of course I love you, there’s so much effort and, and, love, that connects us.” You paused, letting your thoughts catch up to your mouth. “You don’t have to say it back. You don’t even have to acknowledge it, if you’re not ready. I know it’s a big step.”

“You can’t go there, Y/N.”

“I know, okay, maybe it was too much, too soon. I’m sor-”

“No, you can’t ever go there. You can’t love me and you shouldn’t. I’m not designed for relationships, they’re not meant for me. Do you not remember the things I’ve done?”

“We’ve talked about this, Kai. You confided in me about your fears, but we handled them, I thought. Do you not remember what I said?”

“I do, but-”

“‘Tell me every terrible thing you ever did, and let me love you anyway’.”

“By Poe,” Kai finished.

“And it’s true. I don’t care about the things you’ve done. I want to love you, and I do.”

“But you shouldn’t. You shouldn’t excuse the things I’ve done just because you want to see me for someone who I am not. You shouldn’t be so desperate to see a difference in me that you convince yourself you love me.”

“What?! Kai, I’m not excusing nor am I desperate. I know you’re different from the you that wrought pain upon the town. That guy’s gone, buried, with this you in his place. And I quite like this you, and I’ve learned to love him, because his progress is worth loving. He is worth loving. You are.”

“The old Y/N would never say such things about her sworn enemy. You’d never dare hold his hand, nor kiss his lips, nor say such things, because you’d know better, and if you did, it’d be because of some horrible nightmare, or some instance where I spelled you to get what I needed, because Y/N, we’re living in a fantasy, and none of this is real.”

“I don’t understand! This is real! We’re here, together, and we were dancing, and we were happy, and now we’re in this hallway. Still together, but now questioning if the summer we’ve spent together has all been a hoax, or if that’s the booze talking.”

“I’m not drunk.”

“You have to be, to think what you’re saying is true.” You paused, heartbroken, and afraid to show it, but pretty sure the choke in your words already had. “So are you saying you’ve never meant it? All the times you’ve kissed me were just folly? Or the nights we stayed up until the sun rose again were only dreams I made up?”

“That’s not what I meant, Y/N. I know what we’ve done, and I know we’ve shared moments, but a fantasy is all this is for us. Something we want, but cannot have. We have to wake up some day.”

“I disagree, I think we can make it work.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. This was never supposed to be a long-term thing.”

“But we said it could be! We said it could make it work!”

“And that’s what makes it a fantasy! We both know that’s a lie.”

“Kai, I don’t understand. Ten minutes ago, we were fine. Yesterday, you gave me a kiss that swept me off my feet; that replaced all my organs with butterflies; that made me feel like full-bloomed roses on the nicest day of the year. You made me feel cherished, and happy, and beautiful, but now, I feel like I’m on the end of a well-thought out joke, and everyone’s finally allowed to laugh.”

“I’m not saying this to break your heart. I’m just trying to be realistic.” He reached out to wipe a tear from your cheek, but you smacked his thumb away. 

You couldn’t stop the tears from falling, but you still tried to talk through them. “I thought we were being realistic when we stayed up talking, all those nights, about how we knew each other’s flaws but were willing to work through them anyway. I would think, if we weren’t, we wouldn’t have spent a whole week together and considered getting an apartment to share, because we work just that well.”

“That only proves my point further. We haven’t been together long enough to make big decisions like that.”

“Then we’ll put it on pause and address it later.”

“Y/N-”

“Why are you doing this? Why does it seem like you’re giving up on us? Why are your words sounding like a preface to a break up?”

“Because they are,” he confessed, “because they have to be.”

“What do you mean, ‘they have to be?’”

“We can’t work. You can’t love me.”

“But I do, and I want to, and we do! We’ve managed to make it work, despite our-”

“But how long do you think we can keep this up? When will our differences outweigh our desires to stay together? When will we tell your friends about us? My family? We are too different for us to work, and I’m too damaged to be loved by you. We have to stop living in this fantasy.”

“I can’t believe you’re saying this. Do you even know what you’re saying?”

“I’m not drunk, Y/N.”

“So what, have you been planning this? Have you been waiting for the perfect time? Funny, that the perfect time seems to be when I tell you I l-”

“Don’t,” he interrupted, “don’t say it again.”

“What?”

“The less you say it, the less you’ll believe it.”

“That’s bullshit. I believe it in the deepest corners of my heart. You’re etched into my bones. You’re the shimmer of light in the darkest parts of my mind. I love you, Kai Parker. I love you, and I don’t want to apologize for it, and I won’t believe that I’ve made this all up in my mind. It’s okay that you don’t love me, but don’t you dare try to say you feel nothing.”

“Y/N-”

“‘Tell me all the terrible things you’ve done, and let me love you anyway’.”

“You can’t. I won’t let you.”

“You don’t have a choice. I don’t. I can’t control my heart nor its desires. It wants you; you have it. Tell me you don’t crave it. I know you crave love, Kai. I know it in the way you kiss me, and in the way you hold me. I know it from the time you confessed, at two in the morning when you were too tired to hold back, and I know it from when you told me, clear as day, on that Wednesday afternoon. I love you, and I’m not afraid to love you. Why don’t you give in to what I know you want?!”

Because your love isn’t mine to take. 

Because I don’t deserve it.

Because you’re a gemstone, perfect and pure, and I’m the dirt from which it was pulled.

“Because I don’t feel the same for you,” he said instead, “I’m not capable of love. I’m a sociopath, and anything I’ve ever said was for my own fleeting pleasure. It’s over now. I’m done. I’m bored with us.”

“What? No. Something’s wrong. This is not the same Kai I spent the summer falling in love with. Are you Damon in disguise? Pulling some sick prank?”

“I’m not, Y/N. It’s me, being realistic, and telling you I don’t love you, and I never will. It’s time to go home, Y/N, and to your own bed, in your own sheets.”

The tears streaming down your face run your make-up, but you can’t find it in yourself to care. “But my sheets smell like you.”

“Then wash them.”

The harshness in his tone was unlike anything you’ve ever heard before. When you finally brought yourself to meet his eyes, there was no light inside them, no humanity. His jaw was tensely set, and for the first time in months, you saw the Kai that everyone feared when he had broken himself free of his eighteen-year punishment. Scared and sorrowful, you backed away from him. He didn’t follow. You backed further and further away until you were stumbling out of the bar. The wicked August heat kissed your neck like he used to -  passionately. You grabbed your hair, fumbling it up into a bun to get it off your skin, then searched for your phone to call a ride. 

As the white sedan approached your meeting spot, you trained your blurry vision on the door, but Kai never came out. He never shouted your name, hurried down the steps, nor caught you in an apologetic embrace, blaming his temporary ignorance on too much to drink. He never peered through a fingerprint-stained window, watching you from the glass, wondering if it's too late to take back what was said. It was just silent, as car engines roared and drunk couples chattered around you. 

When your ride finally came, you cried harder than you ever had in your life. Your driver glanced to the backseat, but didn't know a good time to interrupt, so he didn't. He offered a polite smile as you got out, thanked you for the five-star rating, and made sure you got in your apartment safely before pulling back onto the road. 

You barely made it through the door before crashing on the couch. Exhaustion settled in your bones halfway through the drive, and you couldn’t even think about climbing the stairs. The worst headache of your life pounded in your skull. Water was too far of a walk, so you let it throb. 

You tried your best not to think about Kai. His words rang in your head on repeat like an old antique bell - loud, heavy, constant. It almost felt like the whole night was a fluke. A nightmare. A spell, perhaps done by his father, or one of your disappointed friends. When you wake up, he’d be there, kissing your fingertips as the smell of coffee fills the air. You let this thought comfort you, and let it soften your heart. Although, deep down, you knew the truth. 

He wouldn’t be there. He didn’t want you. 

You’ve never known pain like this before.

♫

You can only ignore your friends for so long. Blaming a long to-do list can only give you so many excuses, and when Caroline messages you mid-afternoon on a Friday if you’d meet them at the Scull Bar, you realize you don’t have any more excuses left. So, cautiously, you pull yourself from your bed and drag your feet to your closet. You still haven’t washed your sheets, despite wanting to be rid of his once-comforting smell. It’s more stubbornness than anything, refusing to do the chore. If he thinks throwing a piece of fabric in the wash will rid you of him, he’s a damn fool.

You hadn’t been lying. He owns a part of your heart, and that can’t be simply washed away with some eco-friendly detergent.

Truthfully, you think, ignoring the heaviness in your bones as you enter the Scull Bar, the only way to remove him would be to carve out your heart entirely; to separate it from its lifeline and from all that’s familiar. But, you can’t, so you choose to let it bleed instead, and hope it doesn’t seep through your clothes. 

A vague sadness hangs above your heads, but none of your friends know the cause. You told them you were tired before joining them. You must not have gotten a good night’s sleep.

After all, it’s the first time in Mystic Falls where something tragic isn’t happening. Damon and Elena are planning out their lives, Stefan and Caroline are newly together, and Bonnie and Enzo, a quite unexpected pair, seem to be happy. Jo is five months pregnant, and Kai has left her alone. The girls wonder if that’s of his own volition, or if someone or something is distracting him, but you don’t offer any suggestions. When they then ask you about your own dating life, you only shrug. They tease playfully, having no idea about the wreckage your heart is still trying to piece back together. The cause seems hopeless. You don’t even have the energy to confide in them. 

The topic finally changes, but only because the one who dropped your glass heart enters. You turn when you catch a bit of his familiar cologne, but remind yourself he’s no longer yours and turn again just as fast. The girls let their gazes linger on him as if daring him to bother them, and for a moment, Kai wonders if you told them. But then, as they shrug and go back to their conversation, he knows you didn’t. Otherwise, they’d be hurling bitter words and sharp tools at him for breaking their best friend’s heart. 

And honestly, he wishes they were. 

It’s what he deserves, after all. 

♫

“I love you,” you had said, only a couple weeks ago. 

His heart stopped. His throat went dry. 

The words seemed to have been shouted at him, despite the booming bass around them. You weren’t yelling, though, you were simply telling the truth. 

A truth he wasn’t ready to hear. A confession he didn’t know how to process. 

How could you, a perfect person, love him, someone so tainted and dark? 

How could he ever love you the way you deserved? 

He did love you, of course. He knew it long before you ever confessed, but it was never something he felt okay to share. 

You always made him feel safe. Comfortable. Dare he say it, loved. 

But love was something he had never felt before, and to have something means that it can be lost. And to not lose it tragically, he must be the one to take it away. 

Hearing the words fall from your lips was both the best and the worst thing he could ever hear. He craves love, he knows he’s admitted it. He craves it more than anything else in the world. But wanting it and having it are two very different things, and now that he has it, he regrets asking for it. 

He had to hurt you then, before your soul could be completely shattered later. He had to stop it. Right then. Before he let you in too much and you got too attached.

So, he lied. 

He broke his own heart with every word, but it was nothing compared to the damage he knew it was doing to your own. He wanted nothing more than to sweep you into his arms, hold you tightly, and say it was all just a spell - an outside force trying to drive you apart - but he couldn’t. His fear of hurting you triumphed over his love for you. His mouth spoke before his mind could process the words he professed. He became unrecognizable to himself by the time he delivered his final blow. Your tears stained your perfect face and your posture was defeated, but he was no longer the one that could offer any solace. He was now the one that ruined you, and there was no coming back from what he had done. 

How terrifying it is, that three little words can make or break you. 

How terrifying it was, to wake up the next morning and realize the damage caused. To have to come to terms with the fact that he had broken the only good thing in his life. To imagine the love of his life sitting on the couch, stirring coffee, with a head full of questions neither will ever be able to answer. 

“I love you, Kai Parker. I love you, and I don’t want to apologize for it…”

“I love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you’ve ever heard?

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random question time! which wwx's relationship do you like the most and why? It could be platonic or romantic, all canons allowed

Thank you for the ask! Oh boy this question is hard, because I like I appreciate so many of his relationships for different reasons that picking just one feels kinda cruel 

I think the biggest tie for me is between JC and LWJ for WWX. 

Wangxian is the rare ship where I genuinely can only see them romantically with each other, like I’m multishipper, I’ll ship literally anything if you have an interesting concept, pretty words or beautiful art, like grab my attention I am yours, except these two, they live in my head rent free and they can only be together because like maybe you lost everything, maybe you can never go back to that blissful youth you once had, but that doesn’t mean you can’t build a new life for yourself and find happiness and all the grief and tragedy does not define you but you still want to help people and you will help people and maybe it isn’t the life you thought you wanted when you were fifteen but it is a wonderful one and you love and you are loved and you are happy and that is enough. Maybe you suffered, maybe you were cruel, maybe the world misread who you are and assigned you a role you did not ask for, but maybe that doesn’t matter because you know who you are, you are still kind, and you have someone who knows and understands you and trusts who you are. You are both also kind of insufferable in your love and get to be annoying too. 

But JC & WWX are my ultimate tragic doomed platonic relationship, my neurotic little freaks who can’t be normal about each other and have zero boundaries, bickering idiots, wanting to go back to your youth except you’ll never be 15 again and you the person who knew the most intimate parts of yourself is now a stranger except you still see the glimmers of the person they used to be, the most brutal variation of you’ll never recover from that kind of devotion, the ultimate capturing  lost youth and having to go down different paths and really depicting what growing up is like sometimes, the viciousness where I am able to hurt you unlike anyone else (regardless if I want to or not), the abusive household codependency of survival, literally carrying a piece of your soul in my chest and making the ultimate sacrifice you never asked for because I couldn’t bare to risk losing you, the hollowness is a symbol of my devotion and the fullness is an omen of our splintering, there is one brain cell being shared like a game of tennis, my pathetic meow meow and beloved blorbo, I genuinely can’t be normal about them. 

I think if I really have to pick between them though, I’ll have to say JC & WWX just by virtue of I don’t like Wangxian fics that mischaracterize or villainize JC, like if he’s featured and isn’t a well-written character (Shanastorytellers' and loosingletters’ fics my absolute beloveds), it really takes me out of the narrative. His depiction and relationship with WWX has a lot of impact on my Wangxian enjoyment, and even in canon my beloved Wangxian gets to develop because of all the Ls this poor guy takes, so congrats JC, you win here! It’s by a literal hair, but JC & WWX platonic relationship, get these boys a reconciliation so they can drink in Lotus Pier and gossip about their kids and people they think are stupid, WWX it will enrich your marriage so much I promise. It’s what *I* deserve.

#mdzs #the untamed #rom-com asks #wangxian #jiang cheng #wei wuxian #lan wangji #cql

[morallyinept]

A full transcribe of JOEL MILLER'S dialogue/lines from the TV show THE LAST OF US.

EPISODE 5 - ENDURE AND SURVIVE

Includes full dialogue, and dialogue from any deleted/additional scenes available.

I've created this as a point of reference when writing for Pedro's characters, and I hope you find it useful. Even if you just want to read the dialogue. 🖤

FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

☝🏻Dialogue has been fully transcribed by myself using reference to original scripts (if available), audio subtitles and using my own two ears. Therefore, mistakes can be made, however I have tried to be as fully accurate as I can. If you spot an obvious mistake, please kindly let me know. Where audio is not clear, I have marked with *inaudible* Scenes are separated for ease of reference.

FULL SCRIPT DIALOGUE:

Okay.

That’s right.

Everything is great.

Can I sit up?

Who are you?

__________________

I’m Joel. Look, you ate, we didn’t kill each other, let’s call this a win-win and move on. 

__________________

No FEDRA. 

I always heard KC FEDRA was-

But you’re not FEDRA.

I don’t work with rats. 

Why help us?

You seem capable enough. You’re armed. 

So, how are we gettin’ out?

Kansas City has a subway?

You’re right. It’s a great plan. So what do you need me for? 

So, you want us goin’ into a tunnel?

You've been down there?

What if there’s more?

Oh, that’s your great plan?

__________________

We need to get outta sight. 

Get your gun out. 

Shh. “The plan is good?” We’ve been down here two seconds. We don’t know anything. 

I’m not her dad. Just point your light forward and be ready to run. 

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No.

I heard about places like this. People went underground after Outbreak Day, built settlements. 

Maybe they didn’t follow the rules and they all got infected.

Keep it down, we’re not out yet. 

Okay. If you were collaboratin’ to take care of him, I… I shouldn’t have said what I said. I don’t know your situation. And I’m not saying they should let it go but, all things considered, seems kinda cruel… to send a whole army after you for that.

We’ve waited long enough. 

__________________

Do you know where we are?

So much Goddamn talkin’.

Move, move! Go! 

Shut up.

What are you doin’?!

Alright. Stay here. 

If you don’t move, he’s not gonna hit you. I’m gonna go around, try to get in the house through the back and then take I’ll him out. 

It’s dark and he has shit aim. Nobody's gonna kill me. 

Do you trust me?

__________________

Put the gun down. Slide it over to me… and then stay up here for another hour. That’s all you have to do. Please don’t do it. Please. 

Fuck.

*Shouting in distance* Run! Run! 

Run! 

Fuck!

This way now! Move! 

__________________

Yeah, I think… It’s easier when you're a kid, anyway. You don’t have anybody else relying on you. That’s the hard part. 

What’s that comic book say? “Endure and survive?” 

Yeah, it's not great. 

Look, I don’t exactly know how I’m gettin’ to Wyoming. I’m probably walkin’. But… you know if you want to…

__________________

Aargh! 

Ellie… Are you okay? 

Easy, easy, easy. Henry, gimme the gun. Henry, gimme the gun. 

Shh. 

Henry, gimme the gun. Gimme the gun. Gimme the gun, Henry. Gimme the gun. Shh. 

Henry, no! 

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FULL MASTERLIST OF PEDRO CHARACTERS DIALOGUE

#joel miller #pedro pascal #joel miller tlou #pedro pascal character #joel miller the last of us #joel miller dialogue #pedro pascal character dialogue

[connoisseursdecomfort]

A character study - on Twilight, love, and denial

I was thinking how Operation Strix is probably the best way to get Twilight to accept that he could have normal emotions and human connections again, and therefore is really the best thing that has happened in his life.

It’s not because no one has loved and cared for him after he became Twilight. It’s just, he has been in so much pain. It’s hard to imagine how he lived for a decade where nothing is real. All he had is pain and that one hope that the war might stop one day. I don’t think he has ever felt safe enough to love and be loved since he lost everything in war.

Now, I’m not saying it’s a good way for parents to do, but he kinda reminds me of how parents would put food children don’t like, like veggies, into minced meat or something like that so they would eat it, and hopefully they would grow to like it. Twilight is that kid. He is a workaholic who’s not looking for love. He only wants to work. And Operation Strix is the meat to lure him in. 

(Manga spoilers ahead)

There is that one panel in [redacted]’s arc that probably showed you how difficult his life was after losing his mother. “He lived like a rat.” He wasn’t this beloved child who could find comfort in his mother’s arms anymore. He was thrown into this cruel world. Then he joined the army, and in the army he was recruited. 

It is highly possible he has never dated anyone before he became Twilight. He was too preoccupied by hate. And then he became a spy in hope to reverse his own bad decisions, or even, the bad decisions both Ostania and Westalis made that had led to all the tragedies he suffered. 

He has been Twilight for over a decade. All the people and things he has really loved before he became Twilight is gone. Every romantic relationship he’s had ever since he become Twilight is an illusion. He operates under aliases after aliases until one day he forgot his own name. He dated several women when he’s on his missions, but it’s very likely he only sees them as work-related. And he is a workaholic. He doesn’t necessarily like what he’s doing - he only likes the fact that he’s working for the greater good. So we often see how he sees work - his only goal is to make it simple and get it over with. It is kinda safe to assume that he never had emotional attachments that are real and tangible other than the love he received from his mother and his friends. Those are the only kinds of emotional attachment he has ever come to know. His previous experiences with women are most likely unpleasant - in previous missions, if he’s forced to resort to honey trapping, most probably the best scenario is that he dates a terrible woman (aka Karen) so he doesn't walk away with too much guilt - he does show a teeny bit of regret for betraying his target’s trust.

That is why you could not win Twilight over if you present yourself as a love interest. Nightfall would still not win his heart even if she gets to be Twilight’s wife, because her priority would always to be Twilight’s wife first, then Anya’s mother. From his past experience, romantic love = mission = means to an end = lies and cover-ups = breakups. With all the missions he has to complete and the traumatic past, it’s hard to imagine he would be that eager to find love.

So Yor comes in in a peculiar way. Is Yor related to work? Yes, but also quite far removed from it. It is truly the perfect setting for Twilight. She’s not his target so he doesn’t need to become anyone for her, and it is not even necessary for her to become his work partner so with her he can literally let her be and doesn’t need to worry about reports and coordinations and strategies. She is that rare breed in his life - I saw it somewhere that she is more like his roommate. She could help feed the cat Anya but that’s not really her responsibility. And Yor is just this nice roommate he doesn’t need to worry about - she always seems happy to help but she also keeps a respectable distance. She chose to become more of a mother to Anya, but she didn’t use Anya to get closer to Twilight. Most of the time, when Twilight’s there with Anya, it would be Twilight watching TV and doing homework with her. Yor doesn’t butt in. And Yor probably has the personality so blunt and gullible he wouldn’t see her as someone threatening - she doesn’t remind him of work at all. She reminds him of home. And this all happens in a place he deliberately makes to be as homely (as he sees it) and safe (for a spy) as possible.

But that is still not why he caught feelings. It’s just how he could get relaxed enough to “slip”. He starts to catch feelings because he could see and feel the love Yor radiates as a mother for Anya. That is something he is able to connect, and that is something he knows is real. That allows him to see beyond the mission and start to see Yor as who she really is. He relates to her. We always focus on how Yor thinks he understands her, but we know he sees him in her too. He sees someone who is eager to protect and willing to sacrifice for people she loves and cares about. And he sees that she has secrets, and how the secrets burden her, so he hopes she can make friends and share the burden with others, even if it's not him. He admires her strength and feels her pain. And she is able to soothe him. She makes him feel better about the situation and even himself when his spy mind is going overload. She sees him as this tired man and tries hard to make his life easier. She doesn’t always succeed but he certainly appreciates it. In turn, he tries to go on dates with her to cheer her up.

You see, it doesn't matter if he knows he’s falling in love or not. It is possibly a good thing that he thought Yor had rejected him. The more he is able to lie to himself, or the deeper he is in denial, the deeper he allows himself to fall into love. If you don’t shove love in his face, his brain would not go “honey trapping? spy? work? mission?” and he would continue to turn a blind eye on everything so he can continue to keep his guard down. He is that frog in the boiling frog except he doesn’t jump out because he lies to himself that the water is not hot at all. Because poor froggy has been left in the cold for too long. He misses the warmth. 

#spy x family #loid forger #Yor Forger #twiyor

[gimmehyuck]

lungs like a garden series

✿ series synopsis.

hanahaki.

the disease everyone has heard of.

the one that doctors only know how to treat by one surgery or one returned confession.

no other cure.

everyone has heard of it. but what’s less spoken of… is how it feels to simultaneously be both in love and in pain.

the question is in the end… will it always be worth it?

✿ genres. strangers to lovers // friends to lovers // enemies to lovers // friends to lovers

✿ warnings. angst // fluff // possible? smut? // mentions of dying/death // sickness // vomiting (of flowers) // tags will be more detailed for each story, these are the general ones for all // synopsis of each story may change/evolve as i continue to write them lol

✿ something to note: each story is connected but can be read alone!

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✿ to drown in you | n.jm (coming soon)

“i’m… i’m scared.”

“don’t worry, i’ve got you. nothing will happen if i’m here.”

✿ summary. jaemin didn’t think twice about diving in to the water to save you, you needed his help (but couldn’t ask).

he also didn’t think twice about the befriending you and helping you out of a tough situation, you wanted his help (but wouldn’t ask).

and he definitely didn’t think twice about falling in love with you, he didn’t need any help in doing so (but he should’ve asked, it would have made things easier).

✿ pairing. swimmer!jaemin x yn

✿ words. est 10k+

✿ genre. strangers to lovers… or is it?

✿ warnings. angst!!!, fluff!!!, mentions of dying/death, vomiting (of flowers), yn is in a toxic relationship at the beginning, eventual smut, more to come as i write

✿ patient progress: symptomatic

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✿ denialism at its finest | l.jn

“i don’t think falling in love is all that bad.”

“i do, and i refuse to do it.”

✿ summary. there were a lot of things that jeno was sure of. for example, he was sure that his schools hockey team would win the championship (not just because he was the captain). he was sure that he had a job to go to once he graduated (that he’d absolutely hate because it had nothing to do with his major). lastly, he was absolutely sure that he’d never fall in love, and he definitely wasn’t in love with you…

(reality hit him at the same time the petals hit his palm.)

✿ pairing. hockey player!jeno x yn

✿ words. tbd

✿ genre. maybe friends to ???

✿ warnings. angst, fluff, jeno is generally in denial, mentions of dying/death, mentions of vomiting (of flowers), divorced parents?? if that needs to be warned, more to come as i write

✿ patient progress: symptomatic

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✿ distance between us | l.ty

“what didn’t you realize until now?”

“how much it hurts to love you.”

✿ summary. taeyong was oblivious, he had to be (or so you thought). there was simply no way he had to know how you felt about him (could he..?). and for a long while, you were content feeling the butterflies in the pit of your stomach (the feeling made you giddy). but then the butterflies changed into petals… and the petals changed the meaning of it entirely (the feeling made you sick).

your innocent crush, what you thought were simple feelings… it had changed somehow.

(and it hurt.)

✿ pairing. brothers best friend?taeyong x yn

✿ words. tbd

✿ genre. friends to ???

✿ warnings. fluff?, angst!!, minor age gap (not by much), taeyong is a bit… what’s the word… he leads yn on kinda?, vomiting (of flowers), mentions of blood (it’s roses what do you expect), more to come as i write

✿ patient progress: symptomatic

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✿ biology of love | q.kn

“why do you push people away like that? it’s cruel.”

“what’s truly cruel is when they leave.”

✿ summary. kun knew how to be friendly, he swore he did (you can ask anyone). he was friendly to everyone who worked on his floor, (maybe a little distant but never unkind). he was well liked but his friend circle was limited, (he didn’t mind that). until you came along, someone who seemed to hate his very existence; you were the new doctor on the floor, he had been a nurse working there for two years (seniority counts somehow, right?).

he truly didn’t care if you had friends or not, or if you were just always miserable, he couldn’t care less… (but then why did seeing you slowly getting sick bother him?)

✿ pairing. nurse!kun x doctor!yn

✿ words. tbd

✿ genre. enemies to lovers… possibly?

✿ warnings. angst, fluff, age gap (a bit more than a couple years), mentions of death/dying, mentions of vomiting (of flowers), discussions of what comes next and the existential crisis that follows, yn is Cold because Sad (that she says is ambition)™, possible? smut?, more to come as i write

✿ patient progress: symptomatic

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✿ falling for the sun (you) | l.dh

“why are you acting this way?”

“i’ve realized i’m like icarus. i’ve loved the sun’s warmth so much, but now it’s only killing me.”

✿ summary. you can pinpoint the moment you wanted to study psychology as a career to the moment you walked into your high school class (thanks to your best friend that agreed to go to the same university as you). you can pinpoint the moment your life’s trajectory changed to the exact moment you met lee donghyuck, (you blamed it entirely on mark). you can even pinpoint where your major mistake in all this started (it was the moment you moved in).

what you couldn’t pinpoint, no matter how hard you tried, was the moment you officially fell in love with him (you only really found out after the first yellow petal appeared… and then you knew you were fucked).

✿ pairing. roommate!donghyuck x yn

✿ words. tbd

✿ genre. best friend/roommates to ???

✿ warnings. angst!!!, fluff!!!, hyuck and yn argue a bit, hyuck is kind of a player??, mentions of death/dying, mentions of vomiting (of flowers), mentions of blood and choking (sunflowers are huge okay), eventual smut, more to come as i write

✿ patient progress: symptomatic

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tag list: @byungbyungbaek @ficrecnctskz @shwizhies

#nct fic #nct au fic #nct au #hanahaki #nct au series #nct 127 fic #nct 127 au #nct 127 au fic #nct dream fic #nct dream au #nct dream au fic #jaemin x y/n #jaemin fic #jaemin au #jeno au #jeno fic #jeno x y/n #taeyong fic #taeyong au #taeyong x you #kun au #kun fic #kun x y/n #haechan fic #haechan au #haechan x y/n #gimmehyuck #masterlist #masterlist in a masterlist #masterlistception lol

[bestworstcase]

I feel like (different anon) half of the fandom doesn’t even care about Salem in the sense that regardless of what Her goal is? To be fair in my corner I’ve seen more individual character hatred rather than “this plot doesn’t make sense” hatred. Or ppl just saying the plot sucks without offering why they think so which is the majority of rwby “criticism”. But Salem being the key to the end of the show has been very well telegraphed since the end of volume 3. She started as this faceless monster, a creature to hate, the one who killed their headmaster and plunged the world into war. Then we learned that Oz was also keeping secrets and outright lying, so that knocked him off of the Trusted Adult pedestal (tho he has always been kinda shady but in terms of story formula that’s what I mean). Volume 6??? The Lost Fable?? Still so amazing. Salem very literally gets humanized in the eyes of our characters. She still did all of those awful things but she’s a Person now rather than an Entity. Those moments of confrontation (Ironwood’s office with Ruby, Yang while in the whale, Oscar.” We get to see her talking to her Evil Guy Crew. We see her have emotions.

AND THEN THE BROTHER GODS once thought of as entities much like how Salem was seen by the cast in the beginning. Yes they are still gods but not in the sense that at least I was thinking. They came From somewhere. And yes Salem was the first to discover they were fallible but knowing what V9 told us helped me put it into perspective

So the last arch being about fully learning what Salem wants and then, probably possibly, deciding how to help alongside with it. I think ppl get upset bc they view that as “oh yeah all the ppl she killed and lives she ruined don’t matter she’s our bestie mow” kind of Joining with Salem. When im seeing it as a more Neo agreeing to work with Cinder type deal. If Salem wants to stop the gods, get revenge, make them humble, and the gods return and want to wipe out remnant For Good, I’d say that’s a common goal our kids can get behind.

rwby is a cool show with cool villains and I enjoy it a lot and also your thoughts about it sorry this is so long

the thing with salem and the, like, common fandom interpretation of her and where her arc is headed is that. at least since v9 it’s less about resistance to the idea that the final confrontation being team rwby vs the gods as it is the way folks assume salem fits into that, namely that most of the fandom still takes completely at face value the idea that she’s selfish, arrogant, and needs to learn her lesson about the value of life and death. so you get these wild takes that the gods were assholes who punished her out of proportion for what she did, paired with this implicit idea that salem does actually deserve this punishment because she Still RefusesTo Learn Her Lesson, and thus she needs to be redeemed by team rwby proving her wrong somehow.

but like

salem did nothing wrong. praying to the gods was not wrong, reacting emotionally when they were cruel to her was not wrong, recognizing their fallibility and unworthiness was not wrong, rallying people against them was not wrong, vowing to keep fighting after they massacred everybody was not wrong, cursing them after they left and blaming them for ending the world was not wrong, jumping into the pool of grimm was not wrong, BEING grimm is not wrong, rejecting the divine mandate after ozma hid it from her for years was not wrong. frankly continuing to be a thorn in his side since then is, i would argue, also not wrong, because she’s made herself the immovable obstacle preventing him from summoning his genocidal god back to remnant to kill everyone again; it is laughably obvious that the ultimatum is not a game humanity can win. and then factoring in the part where ozma is obsessed with finding a way to destroy her, what else is she supposed to do besides live in exile. and of course if you close off every other door except violent rebellion you are eventually going to invite violent rebellion. 

so like. Salem Is Right, and seems to be taking what she considers the path of minimal destruction (the grimm held beacon but pull out of vale within a few days; her plan for haven was nearly bloodless and left mistral untouched; she made no move to attack mantle and began her siege with a grace period for her to leave in peace if the relics were surrendered), which means that she’s likely willing to negotiate methods if other less destructive paths are opened to her. her villain -> hero arc can’t turn on team rwby persuading her that she’s wrong, because fundamentally her position is “the genocidal divine tyrants do not deserve our obedience and we can and must defy them” which is, um, correct. but if they adopt that position themselves and then negotiate How i think they’ll find she’s a lot more reasonable than they’ve been led to believe, and i do not think the wider fandom is prepared for that whatsoever

#50/50 the first olive branch comes from salem’s side #which would be hysterical

[otomeheadcanonical]

Things I learned from the Piofiore blog that change my headcanon game(but they’re not really that surprising)*contains spoilers*

Yang likes spicy food and can cook really well.

Dante is practically useless at cooking and gets sick really easily.

Nicola is flawless at housework, but gets sick easily like Dante. (not as much tho)

Yang and Orlok actually know how to handle guns, they just choose not to.

Gilbert is equally useless at cooking like Dante, but doesn’t get as sick as him.

Yang caught a cold once and it was described as a “demonic disturbance”.  relatable 

Orlok can hold his liquor better than Yang (first off, who’s giving the baby alcohol?)

There is no embarrassed sprite/CG for Yang because it’s “useless”. Yang simply does not feel shy.

Nicola likes fish more than meat...*insert dirty joke*

EVERYONE IS EQUALLY JEALOUS/POSSESIVE, THERE IS NO NEED FOR RANKING. however, who’s more likely to kill the protag or others from their jealousy is up for debate.

Yang’s flower motif is oleander which symbolizes seduction and bewitching desire.*insert dirty joke*

Like Yang, Nicola also wakes up in a bad mood in the morning. Leo is terrified of waking him up.

Orlok’s mother and father were 26 years apart in age. If you know, you know

Emilio is actually kinda cruel, don’t be fooled by his sweet façade. He’s also around my height and that intimidates yet inspires me.

*side note before continuing: someone sent a letter to the blog about how yang was their favorite character from the get go and that Piofiore was their first otome game and the creator was slightly concerned for them*

Yang likes any alcohol that is strong.

Dante likes white wine.

Orlok doesn’t like alcohol, but he prefers strong liquor.(stop giving this baby alcohol!)

Yang’s tongue is actually sensitive to hot food because he wasn’t used to eating warm food as a child. 

Orlok is weak to tickling.

Orlok smells like soap.

Dante has a foot/leg fetish...

Orlok has a hand fetish *cries in vanilla*

Yang...likes ass. *cough sirmixalot cough*

Gilbert likes bitties.

Nicola likes the nape of the neck. *I kinda understand why there is so much vampire fics of him.*

For how physically weak he is, Dante actually has really good eyesight.

Yang’s eyesight is slightly better than Gilbert’s but worse than Nicola. *why the old men gotta be so blind*

Yang is a dog person mainly because they have more meat on them to eat than cats. *cries*

Nicola and Gilbert are dog people.

Orlok and Dante are cat people.

Yuan has tiny red dots under his eyes and his motif is a snake. *insert dirty joke I made on twitter* *also, i want more yuan content*

Yuan is the most powerful of all the sub characters in Piofiore 1926

Orlok is the most powerful person in the first game, but because the protag is his weakness, he can be defeated somewhat easily.

If Orlok and Yuan were to fight, either one has an equal chance of winning. 

If Yang and Orlok were to fight in the sequel, Yang might win by a little.

Henri can fight, but he chooses not to. He can kinda beat Dante’s ass by a lil bit.

In terms of creating art, the love interests are as ranked Gilbert > Nicola > Orlok > Dante > Yang=Henri

Dante makes boring art and Yang and Henri never had opportunities to create art so its not that they’re bad at it, they just...don’t.

Orlok doesn’t really have a sense for aesthetic.

Yuan initially took care of Yang because he thought they were similar. However Yang is capable of creating his own entertainment and Yuan admires that part of him so he kept Yang around for that. 

Nicola and Yang don’t get along at all. *but like, that’s obvious*

And that’s it for me. There’s some more but I only picked the ones that really interested me.

#piofiore #piofiore no banshou #piofiore 1926 #piofiore dante #piofiore nicola #piofiore gilbert #piofiore yang #piofiore orlok #piofiore emilio #piofiore yuan #piofiore headcanons #piofiore henri

[findafight]

My fav part about most of these “violent Steve” fics is that they don’t remove the bits of canon that mock Steve for not being violent and masculine enough (Dustin mocking Steve for never winning a fight). Like I’ve seen people be like “yeah when he became good he lost all of his skill!” I want to scream. Like. Like Girl. This is NOT a prince Zuko situation, it is not about the spirit. If Steve had at some point enough violence in him and enough confidence to just stroll around the school and randomly hit people with the only man in his posse being fucking Tommy, then he would still be able to fuck shit up. Like come on. Come oooooon

it's so silllly. It's also kinda sad because steve's whole thing is realizing that his friends were enabling him to be an asshole, and do/say cruel things, and thought he was chicken shit for wanting to apologize! he realized tommy and carol tore people down to feel better about themselves and didn't want to do that anymore, or miserable like that. So he stopped being friends with them.

They were Mean Girls tm. They weren't like Billy, who absolutely would have been using (and did)violence to assert dominance. They were more of a whisper and giggle or completely ignore/don't register other students. They did not have the physical intimidation game. They didn't need it!

The first fight we see Steve lose is immediately BEFORE he decided to change. If he was shoving kids in lockers and giving out swirlies, he would have done better in that fight! So it really isn't about the spirit! he had a change of heart after his gf slapped him and called him an ass and being cruel to a guy whose brother is missing.

I don't get why people make steve some violent and cruel monster in pre season 1? He can be a callous jerk without being violent about it!

#findaanswers #Anonymous #anonasaurus #steve harrington #also not all redemtion arcs have to be the same or should be #mean girl trio #sometimes it just seems like people who write that kind of stuff don't like steve at all? #idk we see the kind of asshole steve was and it wasn't like that #fandom wank #i guess?

[kriegertops]

Wow- that was kind of shocking to hear. I think ppl, at least for myself, kinda hoped that there was more talk between them behind the scenes, or that Ash was not as big an ahole as she was coming across. But nope, turns out she was as awful as everyone feared. Just cruel, selfish, repugnant behavior. No wonder all their friends are team Ali. It’s hard to even comprehend. I don’t know how Ali kept it together all fall, I really don’t. So many ppl would have just crumbled under that heartbreak and pressure. She’s an honest god rockstar.

And as for trash- I think karma is real, and I hope one day it comes for her absolutely devastates her.

Agreed. I truly hoped that there was a misunderstanding and that Ali didn’t find out about the divorce for the first time online. There were so many people calling Ali a liar and saying Ashlyn would never do that and all that. But Ali’s set the record straight and it’s clear that Ashlyn’s a fucking asshole.

Ali’s a warrior for being able to get up the next day and do that time square photoshoot and then go on a win a whole championship. While also being a damn good mom and thinking about her kids happiness and wellbeing. Ali’s amazing

Who would even want to be with someone as awful and selfish as Ashlyn🤮

[leonsliga]

Bri I don't believe this is nagelsmanns doing. I really don't think someone could backstab Leon in such a cruel way.

Some are saying he shouldn't have been so vocal. Okay, then, hummels? He said nothing and still didn't get picked being one of the best cbs in Europe this season.

I think this is political and someone behind the scenes is doing this. I just don't understand. After literally being the most stable consisten player and just being so passionate about all the things people club and shirt he cares about that this happens.

I hope he is stronger than we are. Because this takes nothing away from him. I'm unable to be happy for Pavlovic, too. I know he's shown so much potential but to compare someone's who's played like 5 seconds compared to leon, and I checked this, who's played the most minutes after Kane this season, AND WELL, is just darn absurd.

That is to say, I don't think if anyone were to get injured that Leon would be called up. Not even if all of them got injured because this isn't about his personality or his Fkn TALENT AND EXPERIENCE. This feels so calculated, and I think it's gotta be political.

Sorry if I'm being too controversy-theory about it, but I just deeply believe it.

Hey bestie. Thank you so much for sharing your thoughts on this! It’s been so interesting to hear everyone’s takes on the whole situation.

Personally, I see it as being Nagelsmann’s decision, because he’s made a point of saying how much he values younger prospects in the past, but there’s always that possibility that it goes beyond football as well. That’s the tricky thing about this, right? We may never know the actual reason why Leon was excluded.

I’m glad you brought up Mats’s exclusion as well. As far as the national team went, Mats pretty much kept to himself and focused on his game, and despite being one of the best cbs in Europe, somehow that still wasn’t enough.

I think the hardest thing about this is that at the end of the day, this is just business. Regardless of who made the call, the call was made, and now Leon has no choice but to pick up the pieces. Even though this will probably be one of the hardest rejections he’s had to process in his career, I hope he finds a way to come out stronger on the other side. Like others have pointed out, he did everything he possibly could to be nominated, and at the end, it wasn’t his call or his fault. Like you said, him being left out the national team doesn’t detract in any way from his accomplishments this season. I only hope he realizes that with time.

I get being unable to feel happy for Aleks right now. I think it’s just hard to celebrate any success stories right now. We’re all grieving, and maybe we need to process that first before we can feel happy for the players that made it. I don’t think there’s anything wrong with that—it’s a human reaction. We’re still coming to terms with everything, after all.

I love that you brought up Leon’s playing time this season. It’s actually kinda bonkers when you think about how his season started—constantly getting shafted by Tuchel for one reason or another. And in the end, he still managed to win him over, and now he’s second only to Kane in terms of minutes played. That’s a huge deal, and it speaks to how far Leon’s come since last summer.

Long story short. I totally get your frustration with the whole situation, and I feel it too. You don’t have to apologize for anything you said! We’re all trying to process this news however we can, and that’s ok ❤️

#pepsiandteaparties <3 #leon goretzka #die mannschaft #dfb team #german nt #germany nt #my asks #football asks

[signedbyrin]

i don't want you anymore (childe ver.)

a/n: why r childe's arms in the gameplay so skinny?? where is my muscular man?? ik i should be working on my series but im boreddd

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angst (kinda) to fluff

wc: 719

You sat on the couch, arms wrapped around yourself as your husband yelled, his normally easy voice harsh as it echoed off the walls around you. All this was because Childe had seen you having lunch with Mr. Zhongli, his naturally already possessive disposition only spurring his jealousy. You shrank smaller into yourself as he took threatening steps towards you. 

“P-Please stop,” you cried through your tears, your muscles clamping together, trapping you in place. Your entire body felt numb and tingly, rendering you physically unable to move.

Childe, as usual, ignored you, too high on adrenaline to hear your pleas. You rarely fought, mostly because he treated you like a goddess, catering to your every whim. However, when it came down to words exchanged like piercing arrows, he, much to his reputation, would do anything to win, even if it hurt you and himself in the process.

“Why are you such a coward? Can’t even do anything without you clinging onto my side- god, aren’t you supposed to be an adult?! How are you not ashamed of yourself, not even having a job and calling yourself a grown up?” He mocked, his voice bouncing around in your skull.

Worthless, the voices whispered. He doesn’t deserve to be trapped in this relationship with you.

You tried to protest, to tell him anything that would make him stay as he stormed out the room but your vocal cords clamped shut. You sat there for what seemed like aeons,  listening numbly as your heartbeat slowed down and the paralysing tingle in your body disappeared. 

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That night, you packed your bags in a frenzy, haphazardly shoving your belongings into a bag as your heart shattered bit by bit. He could cope, you thought. He deserved someone befitting of his status, someone who could protect themselves. He didn’t deserve you, someone so frail that couldn’t even talk to people without a stutter. With that resolve, you zipped up your bag. Looking over your shared bedroom, your heart couldn’t help but feel a pang as you noticed how lonely it looked without your things. This will help him in the long run, you reminded yourself. You walked out into the living room, picking up a pen to leave Childe a note. After all, you weren’t cruel enough not to provide him with closure. Just as you almost finished penning the last sentences, you heard the sound of the door opening. You stiffened as you silently cursed your bad luck, praying to Rex Lapis your boyfriend would just go straight to the bedroom and lock himself in there to sulk. You hurriedly scribbled the last words, prepared to make a run for it before you felt Childe’s warm breath on your neck and his arms caging you in the counter. 

“What’s this?” he asked playfully, his chin resting on your shoulder. You stood there frozen, as his eyes scanned over the letter in front of you, tensing as he did so. You felt his eyes on you, but all you could do was look down at your hands gripping the counter to hold on to the remaining shreds of your dignity. 

Suddenly, you felt him scoop you up effortlessly, the letter in his other hand. You tried to protest, but couldn’t help but lean against his warm broad chest. He gently set you on the couch, then knelt before you, holding your hands in his tenderly. 

“Please don’t leave me,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to your ring finger. You felt tears prickling at your eyes as he did so. 

“I don’t want you anymore,” you lied. He looked up at you with the most hurt expression you had ever seen. It was almost enough to make you drop the act, but you forged on despite the dull ache in your chest. 

“I don’t think this is going to work out,” you mumbled, picking at your nails. 

“Tell me why at least! I need you to be here, I need you!” Childe cried, wrapping his arms desperately around you.

“I promise I’ll never yell at you again. Anything, anything you want, I’ll make sure you get. Please, please, just don’t leave me,” he murmured. You ran your hands through his soft hair, fighting an internal battle. Perhaps staying a bit longer wouldn’t hurt, would it?

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[itlivesproject]

OKAY WOO CHAPTER 22 RUNDOWN LETS GO

(another VERY VERY long thought dump, apologies in advance for how much i talk in this one😭)

LOHA GAVE US THE DOCUMENTS⁉️

as someone on the blood path rather than shadow i am so STRESSED

LITTLE AMALIA

abel being part of the family🥹

she’s gotta stop throwing us into the void like this

this music is beautiful though

so uhhhh loha just asked ro to give herself back to the power…… please do not do this to me i will not emotionally recover

“you will shed this mortal shell and lose the identity you gained as rowan burke. you will be forever separated from your friends. you will lose the man you love.” yup ok i’m already crying

ro is not dying. i am too attached to the humanity that she has grown AND THINK ABOUT ABEL. HE CANNOT LOSE SOMEONE ELSE HE LOVES YOU CRUEL PEOPLE

this isn’t my purpose. i will find another way.

how the hell did abel’s family get their hands on an amulet that just so happens to be endowed with the power of spirits

THE SUDDEN MUSIC CHANGE JUMPSCARED ME😭

ghost rowan :( my baby :(

yet again, why am i so overwhelmed before the intro sequence even plays

i had to get my emotional support hot water bottle (we are READY)

ghost rowan has me cryin i feel sorry for her :(

THE WAY SHE SPEAKS ABOUT ABEL got me giggling through my tears

oh PISS OFF GERTRUDE

god damn you really like to make my life difficult, i know i want to keep rowan’s humanity but making the choice between reuniting with human rowan or just staying as she is took me SO LONG (i chose to merge with human rowan, but i’ll definitely play the other ending too after tomorrow!)

i am frightened

YOU’RE SHOWING ME ANNIE AT A TIME LIKE THIS?

this music is beautiful too !!!! you guys outdid yourself

“promise me you’ll try to be happy” i hope you can hear me sobbing

“you close your eyes and remember all the things you love […] you think about abel” BDJWJSJXHDH I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT HIM

HER EYES!! THEY’RE NORMAL !!!!

“Affection, fondness, late nights, early mornings. Anger, sorrow, petty squabbles, explosive fights. The pain of losing, the joy of living. Everything that makes Sadie, you remember and you feel.” this kinda shit gets me EVERY TIME i love gentle reminders of what makes us human (i’m just a very emotional person ok)

oh god does this mean we don’t have powers anymore? i am so scared of her dying PLEASE SHE CANNOT DIE

well then.

MATTHIAS GET OUT OF HERE YOU GERIATRIC WORM

the lore docs coming in useful with an extra scene💪

WE SAW HUMAN REDFIELD?? why is he kinda..

oh matthias you dirty little actor, oscar winning performance you dickhead

“Over your long life, you've learned that men are as predictable as the tides. Eager to believe they're special and different, even when they're nothing more than ordinary.” ilw said man hating rights! matthias dissing men as if he isn’t a man himself ????

YOUNG CORA??????? she is beautiful

GHOST REDFIELD ORIGIN REVEAL AND THE THEME MUSIC KICKS IN?? CHILLS.

OH MY GOD THIS IS SO COOL I AM GRINNING FROM EAR TO EAR

LUIS?????? LITERALLY THE LAST PERSON I EXPECTED TO TURN UP

NOT THE DADDY CONVERSATION????

luis i love you

everything he says is pure comedy gold

HE FLIPPED HIM OFF? this is amazing

HELL YEAH MATTHIAS GET ANCHORED YOU OLD AGE PENSIONER

this music is EPIC

“rowan?” “yeah?” “go get the bastard” HELL YEAH

i seriously cannot get over this music it is insane i’m literally just sitting here jamming to it i’m too hyped to focus

NOT LINCOLN HITTING RATTY MATTY WITH “you think mom would’ve wanted this?” EMOTIONALLY MANIPULATE THE BASTARD HELL YEAH

“It's a good thing she's not alive to see the kind of person you've become. It would've broken her heart.” holy shit man, linky you’re gonna make me cry and then who’s gonna win this fight?

“I will not kill Matthias McQuoid. I pass his judgment over to the Power, to the force he used and abused for centuries.” ok i am in tears i am just very emotional that this whole thing is ending

THE MATTHIAS CG - YOUR TALENT BLOWS ME AWAY EVERY TIME

update: upon catching up on the discord i am so glad i didn’t choose the shadow route because i am cryin a whole lot and i just know that if i played it in my own game with my own mc and her abel romance i would actually be SOBBING

OKAY!! i won’t keep you any longer, but wow the music this chapter was incredible, especially the final fight music SOMEONE INJECT THAT SONG INTO MY VEINS BECAUSE WOW i can’t express just how much i loved it, definitely perfect for that fight

-abel simp anon 💓💓💓💓

this is soooo late, i'm so sorry dear 😅 But EVERYONE should read this and enjoy dear abel simp anon's ch 22 reaction post 🙏

#ask #anon #mod win #abel simp anon #ilw spoilers

[alyjojo]

The Person On Your Mind in October 🤵🏼‍♂️ 2023 - Libra

Whole of their energy towards Libra: 8 Cups

Um. This person is not happy 😬 I mean, I would not want to be around them right now. There is a clear 3rd party on your side in the messages, they’re having none of this and are leaving you & whatever drama behind with it. They feel like they’ve healed from dealing with The Devil, being with you was something toxic to them, in their mind, and they’ve escaped. They see you as a player so…makes sense.

Feelings: 5 Swords

Bitter, nasty, win at all costs, saying the things that wound deeply, not caring who gets hurt. They’ve healed from this, so this is them feeling that you are cruel, and they’re also in a vengeful kind of mindset right now with the intentions too. You’re both very tit for tat, out to piss the other person off, take them down a peg, seek revenge…yikes. Probably why they’re just leaving it behind, but they think you’re an asshole. Another note to this is constant in/out behavior, unreliability, emotionally unavailable or just…kinda fuckboy/girl mentality has left them completely broken. As they’re healing they’re realizing the damage that’s been done to their self-worth & confidence as a whole - The Sun rev. You did a number on this person. True or not, that’s their feelings on it.

Intentions: Queen of Wands rev

The most obvious definition of this energy is jealousy, arrogance, mean boy/girl behavior, and that’s because they see you as a fkboy/girl (King of Wands rev) that they never know right from left with. Are you staying or going? What do you even want? Can they want what they want today, or is it just going to change again tomorrow? They intend to cut off your head and serve it on a platter…you piss off a fire sign? That’s the main energy here. They feel betrayed and angry, or vengeful, out for blood.

Actions: 5 Wands

This can be many things, arguing, competing, living out that tit-for-tat energy in their feelings. Could be an argument. This feels like they will just replace you with someone “better”, because 8 Cups is walking away, knowing more is out there than heartbreak, toxic bs per them, presumably fighting and competing too. 5 Wands can show other people in the mix causing drama too. And they’re moving forward, planning their future. No matter what they do or don’t, they’ll definitely be getting the last word/laugh, at least in their own mind, even if they never say a word. King & Queen of Wands both being rev makes me chuckle, you definitely met your match, but in the “fk you, watch me” kind of way. Both of you. Thoughts and prayers Libra 🙏

Messages:

Their side:

- Eyes for you only

- Confusion 😵‍💫

Your side:

- I love our walks together

- Forever Young

- 3rd Party 😕

Possible signs:

Leo, Libra, Aries & Pisces

If you’re dealing with:

Temperance shows you’re trying to be patient in this situation, 10 Pentacles underneath show this could be a whole family or marriage dynamic, kids involved, property, bank accounts, pets, the whole shebang. Some of these people could be combined friends & family even, and you’re doing everything you can to just keep calm, and handle one thing at a time. Maybe even reconcile. It’s all you can really do.

Aries - could have blocked you, not interested in love, dating, or any other offers, they want nothing to do with you, or any of this

Taurus - deeply burdened by the “end of an era” but feels a lot of confusion about the details, like what even happened?

Gemini - obsessed with you, wants to talk to you but feels like they can’t or they have to wait, they don’t want to be without you

Cancer - someone that you feel heals your heart when you’re down, family or a really good friend, they’re here to support you

Leo - could be happy you’re hurt, or they recognize all of the hurt you’ve caused them, clarified by Queen of Wands, could be this person…they’re not happy, but they are to your face 💯

Virgo - deeply wounded by the sudden, shocking turn of events and the cruelty or conflict that came with it, they feel guarded with you

Libra - daydreamy and googly eyed, fantasizes about being with you and is probably in love, or feels like they are

Scorpio - stabbed in the back, hurt, devastated, betrayed, they’re deep in their feelings about this situation, heartbroken

Sagittarius - conflicted and doesn’t know what to do, or was unaware there was even a problem in the first place, not an active party in the drama, a friend

Capricorn - working on their own life, unbothered by whatever you’re doing, busy

Aquarius - either they’re someone that’s confident, magnetic, etc., or they see you that way…definitely a love connection here

Pisces - thinks you’re hot but also that you’re a liar, so they keep quiet that they think you’re hot, because you’re a liar 😆

#Libra #libra tarot reading #person on your mind #October 2023 #tarot #tarotblr

[seasurfacefullofclouds1]

I was also a larrie until mid 2020 but from the start i have always been on louis’ lane and tbh there were many moments where I questioned myself if im really liking harry for himself or am I liking him because i love louis and I believe him and harry are together so I should like harry too? Those times i still didn’t notice the shady things harry did and i felt like young harry was charming and precious and didn’t find that in current harry but still i proceeded to support him. I also used to listen to his music even though it wasn’t my type probably because of this larrie thing again but By the time i was too close to unstan him I realised i never liked him nor found his music the kind I would listen to at the end of the day. During that time I started slightly noticing his shady side and one of my solo louie friend recommended me your blog and I found your blog really helpful not just with larry thing but also somethings related to louis’ career. On a side note sometimes i think few larries also feel the same way of pretending/ feeling like they should stan louis because they are harry fans and believe he is with louis so they should like louis too and the way they literally don’t listen to his music says it all.

I block a lot of Larrie blogs but sometimes I feel kinda guilty. There are always people who might genuinely like Louis, and want to unstan Harry (not even dislike Harry but just let go of the concept of Larry).

I truly find Larry so detrimental in so many ways. Of course, there’s the very obvious harm to real-life Louis Tomlinson in every social media space, to his friends and family.

But there’s also harm to many women from the incredibly harmful ideas in the Larry fandom. It’s difficult to see it from inside the fandom, and there’s a lot of dissembling from the leaders to dismiss the worst parts of it. Starting from the assumptions about relationships and reality… most fandoms are already very cruel spaces, but the Larry fandom is especially toxic.

I debate about opening my blog to be a safe place for discussion, but after five years of running a solo Louis blog, I am also tired. I don’t think one fan can change a fandom’s dynamic. No matter how many articles I link to, it’s not going to make a damn bit of difference for the fandom. No Harrie Larrie has any incentive to show Louis any kindness; they are, and always will be, on the winning side. No secret Louie Larries will ever speak up for Louis. Time has passed, and this is the new normal.

#larry stylinson #larries #louis tomlinson

[meid4]

My thoughts on Max in s4 (and Billy)

I don’t know if other people with childhood trauma can relate to that, but :

When I watched Stranger things season 4, I was kinda like : “c’mon, Max, Billy was a bad person ! How can you feel bad for him when he was a piece of shit ?”. But at the same time, I understood it so much, and I know that this is why I didn’t want her to feel that way. All that guilt.

Her, being so depressed, was showing what it is to live after something so traumatic happened (I mean that we don’t really see the others dealing with that side of PTSD as much)

Okay so, my abuser(s) are not dead, i even still live partially with some of them. Like, I know the wrong they did, that they hurt me and others but it’s so difficult, especially when they are family, to not feel bad when they're hurting. You hate them but at the same time, you know they are like that because they were also hurt. 

Episode 4 made me cry like hell. I wanted her to live, to be with people who actually care about her, and not be stuck with the memories of her abuser. Billy made her feel guilty when he was alive (because he needed to watch after her and because they moved to Hawkins) and still made her feel that way when he died. His power over her didn’t die with him. Her memories of him even twisted a bit, because of his sacrifice, she kinda thought : “oh, but he wasn’t that bad”.

HE WAS. 

Billy apologist are wrong, I’m sorry, but I can’t. It’s just a disrespect to Max’s character and all people who were abused. I think Billy is an interesting character, I’m not like saying people can’t like him at all (you can like “villains”, that’s not wrong. You just have to acknowledge the wrong they did at some point (I know that's an entirely different discussion, but yeah)) 

It’s a difficult topic, I’m coming from a place where I empathize way too much with Max and his other victims to forgive Billy even if he was abused. You can’t say that what he did wasn't that a big of a deal : he was a bully, a racist, and a misogynist. 

Maybe, if he had some of a redemption arc, my point of view could’ve changed a bit (his sacrifice doesn't count). Like with Steve, who had kinda like 2 seasons of character development in a good way. Even if he did things that were wrong, he acknowledged what he did and grew (I don’t remember everything of the show, so potentially fan fictions helped me love him much more lmao). 

But I don’t forget what he did. 

And what’s for the end of volume 2, when I watched it the first time, I kinda wanted Max to die OKAY WAIT HERE ME OUT, HERE ME OUT !

Because, it WAS so CRUEL to do that. She finally wanted to live, and killing her would’ve been HORRIBLE. It would’ve shown that the good guy’s don’t always win, and it echos with Robin’s line where she says that she doesn’t think they are going to make it this time. (yeah, I love a good angst to tear my heart apart. I was crying, throwing up when Max begged to stay alive). 

I’m like happy she’s alive now, she is one of my favorite characters and I would literally die for her. They HAVE to let her stay alive now, they can’t do the “is she going to die or not ?” 3 times. 

So I want to see what they are going to do with her character, now that we know that she wants to live. I hope she doesn’t stay in a coma most of the season, and that she isn’t going to be miraculously fine after waking up. It’s not my place to say if it would be okay for her to be a disabled character because Sadie Sink isn’t disabled, so I’m not going further with that. I just hope they aren’t going to rush the rest of her character arc.

And I want her to be happy with her new family, because we love a good found family.

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