#this misconception kills me everytime i see it

[captain-k8kat]

People who say diluc tried to kill kaeya

Oooooooo I am in your walls, i am coming for you, I will beat you up with a metal pipe, stop spreading these lies >:(

#k8kat talks #ragbros #he was UPSET they FOUGHT kaeya got HURT! #that does NOT mean diluc was trying to kill kaeya #diluc did NOT want to commit fratricide #i am burning ya'll up with my mind #i guarantee that that fight was over the moment kaeya got seriously injured #diluc didnt want kaeya to die he never did #orz #genshin impact #kaeya #diluc #this misconception kills me everytime i see it #it hurts me #o(-( #like dude just had to kill his father yall think he'd be out to kill his brother too? #he was mad at him tho #nothing about the fight was good #but it wasnt out of murderous intent #i've said this before multiple times because i need to vent about it every time i see it #it makes me so mad

[snakeredbirdbatkatana]

Slade has spent an awful long time toying with the bats especially Nightwing he even respects the little Robin after so long.

But there must have been some misconception along the way.

"Little Bird, don't think your living beyond anything other than my god damn mercy, your not your brother."

The wound on Nightwings leg must be giving him some trouble as he slouches stuttering out

"What..I don't get it, who."

Grabbing Dicks head grip tightening hard enough to leave reminders everytime his pretty bird looks in the mirror.

"You might be the oldest," stoking down to where the zipper lays on his costume.

"Yet, My Little Dove Rouges do not shake at the very mention of your name, more importantly you are nothing more than a pretty inconvenience and I don't need your bird gunning for my head I already owe him enough." Snarls out of his mouth.

His guns are loaded back, mask in place becon flashing so that the Bat can come get his eldest he turns.

"Slade wait" gasps Nightwing.

"What did, Jay do to earn that. What did you do for him?"

Oh his poor idiotic little protege

"Your little Red Hood is nothing more than a worthless street brat past his expiration. Only one of you pathetic little brats has actually made a mark beyond annoying your daddy."

"Damian than, I know you have tangled with him before." He sounds confused oh how delightful.

"I have to go little bird, your stalling is truly admirable but I don't feel like fighting your family, but again I find it fascinating that the worlds greatest detectives don't understand the wolf hiding under the sheep. You name all your siblings but the one who's impressive, who is almost a better villain than I." He pauses.

"I fight to win, why would I fight the Robin who would put me in a grave for daring to piss him off I have rules about killing clients it's bad for business after all." He can't help the laughter that slips through.

"You mean Red Robin don't you, I don't understand."

"He's Tim when would he have done anything with you, he avoids you like the plague." Growls Nightwing.

As Slade walks through the door throwing one last tidbit for Dickie to think over.

"Oh sweetheart, I avoid him and let's just say the streets tend to bleed when baby brother isn't happy."

He's already ten blocks away when the Bat descends to rescure pretty bird he whips out his phone sending a warning to his favorite Robin not even a second later it rings.

"How's my favorite boy wonder tonight"

"Really Dad, now I have bats on my ass you have to be fucking with me."

"No I just think it's time you come home, you can't tell me your having fun kiddo." Smile creeping on his face he never denied having a favorite child after all.

" Yah alright old man don't think I won't kick your ass for this."

"Always, I expect nothing less love you."

"Yah, yah New York midnight see you soon"

" Can't wait I got a billionaire waiting for you Renegade"

He hangs up, he wonders how the Bat will handle this or better yet how betrayed the heroes will be after his son is done only time will tell. 

#tim drake #batfamily #bamf tim drake #villain Tim drake #slade wilson #dick grayson #jason todd #damian wayne #bruce wayne #batfam #new au who knows #is Slade good who knows #Slade is a proud daddy but is Tim a good son #mysterious #dc

[sabo-has-my-heart]

Hello! :) :) :)

I love your stories 🥺🥺

Is it alright to ask for a reader X Trafalgar Law? But reader has this... Like...

It's hard to explain so I hope you don't mind 😭

Anyway, reader has this blood? Heritage? Thingy where they're the descendants of mighty dragons that once ruled the earth but was eradicated due to humanity's greed but reader's parents managed to escape but of course once she grew old, people found out and also killed their parents (BC they think that dragons are now this huge violent creatures since misconception and change of history in the past), but reader managed to run off.

Now, reader is almost as big as their ancestors in dragon form but semi, they're still tall (probably 6'5?) With big strong wings and horns that like... Loop around their ears (I can't explain it but like a goat's horn), and their entire human being is just 6'2 in height since they carry their ancestor's genes of big and mighty.

It's up to you about the gender but I think angst or fluff would do?

(side note, I think law would fanboy cause he's a fan of ninjas, why not a fan of dragons lol)

I finally figured out how to write this one! Also, as a note, I made Law super duper nerdy in this. I'm sorry if that's not how you see him, but the man is a nerd.

Warnings: major Law nerd-age, GN!Reader

Word Count: 1290

     Looking up at the sky, you couldn’t help but wish you could be up there, wings spread out. To not only stretch your wings, but to feel the wind against your horns and through your hair. Scales that ran across your arms and legs in odd patches of color, over the backs of your forearms and elbows, down the sides of your thighs and covering most of your calves, splattered across your cheeks like colored diamonds. Your horns that started along your hairline before curling back around your ears, sharp tips pointing up just in front of your ears. Large wings that stretched out, more than double your height from tip to tip. Oh how you longed to glide across the currents once more, to soar through the air! Closing your eyes, you pushed away from the railing before heading back inside. Continuing to stare at the sky would only make the yearning worse. Part of you wanted to blame humanity for its greed, for its fear, but you couldn’t. At least, not entirely. You’d met humans that were kind, that were understanding and sweet. Humans that were giving and generous. 

     Despite how kind they were, however, you were still cautious. Your parents had met kind and caring humans, they’d thought they might be okay. Yet because of that, they no longer roamed this earth. You wondered if you were the last. The last of your kind. Were there still others like you? Wiping away a few tears, you tried to compose yourself. The others would want to know why you were crying and you refused to tell them. Refused to let them know what you were. 

     The way you always stared at the sky had always bothered him. As if your heart ached. He didn’t understand why you stared at the sky in such a way. Was there something you had lost? Perhaps someone you knew had flown you up there? He’d asked why you were always staring up at the sky before, but had gotten little in the way of answers. You always avoided the questions or gave him answers he couldn’t understand. It frustrated him to no end. He wanted to help you but what could he truly do if you wouldn’t tell him? Watching you step once more below deck, he recognized that look on your face. You’d been staring at the sky again. You always had a sorrowful look on your face when you’d been staring at the sky. 

     “You really should tell me what’s bothering you. Not only are we together, but I can’t help if you don’t tell me what’s wrong.” Law said bluntly, making you frown. 

     “Nothing’s wrong. I don’t know why you insist that there is. Do I look like there is?” you asked, hoping that you looked fine. 

     “Yes. Everytime you look at the sky. I need you to tell me.” he said sternly, the look in his eyes hard. You turned away from him. You… you couldn’t tell him… could you?

     “No. You have your secrets and I have mine.” you said stubbornly. You suddenly found yourself in his room, the walls plastered with various posters.

     “Then I’ll tell you my secrets.” he said plainly as you looked around his room. What was all this? Posters of Sora, warrior of the sea, ninjas, the Sora comics Germa 66, most of them starring Sora defeating them, and… Dragons. Scattered across the room, interspaced between the Sora and ninja posters were ones of dragons. Large, fearsome creatures that were spitting fire. Elegant, long dragons that danced among the clouds. Titans that sat upon mountains of gold! And graceful, luminescent creatures that stood proudly in the moonlight.

     “I… don’t understand.” you said softly, walking over to a small stuffed dragon that hid behind a lamp, as if he had tried to hide it from view.

     “These are my… interests. As a child I adored the Sora, Warrior of the Sea comics. I find ninjas interesting and dragons fascinating.” he admitted, pulling his hat down over his face, embarrassed by what he was showing you. 

     “You… this is…” biting your lip, you took a deep breath, “Sora isn’t real, ninjas probably aren’t all they’re cracked up to be and dragons are mythical monsters.” you said, trying to hold back how much your own words hurt you. Law glared slightly.

     “The Sora comics don’t have to be real, he stood for justice, they were good comics that I enjoyed as a child.” Law defended, “How would you know anything about ninjas? And there exist real life, historical accounts of dragons.” he growled. You were mocking him! At least, that’s how it felt.

     “Fine, they were good comics, but you’ve never met any ninjas either! And okay, so they once existed, they’re still violent, fearsome beasts!” again and again, your own words stabbed at your heart. A fearsome beast. As if, by merely existing, you deserved death. Law’s glare turned from irritation into anger.

     “We don’t know that! Are all giants dumb brutes? All pirates, greedy, violent, humans!” he shouted. He was getting pissed off that you were trashing things that he enjoyed. He’d wanted to open up to you so you would do the same to him. Now he wondered if he had made a mistake.

     “I DO KNOW THAT!” You shouted, tears streaming down your cheeks as you let your half form show, wings sprouting from your back, horns curling around your head as scales emerged across your body, “I know that because that’s why I’m hunted! I know that because that’s why my parents were killed! I KNOW THAT BECAUSE I AM ONE!” you continued to scream, your body shaking as the tears continued to pour down your cheeks in waterfalls as Law stood there in shock. You’d always been a few inches shorter than him, still tall, but a few inches shorter. Now, if he counted the extra height from your horns, you technically stood an inch or two taller. Slowly, he walked forward. With each step forward, you took one back until you were against the wall. He was going to kill you. You feared you were the last of your kind and now… now there would be no one left. Turning your head to the side, you prepared yourself for his blow.

     Law put his hand on your cheek, making you face him before pressing his lips against yours, shocking you. Your eyes snapped open, widening for a moment before wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back with all that you had. He felt your desperation, your pain, your sadness, longing, and fear. Years worth of hiding from humanity pent up and hidden away. But he accepted you, he was… pleased with your form, he still wanted you.

     “I know you, Y/n, perhaps not as well as I wish I had, but you’re not violent, not someone to be feared. Clearly, dragons have been given far too negative a reputation, worse than pirates. But I’ll never hurt you, you’ll always be safe with me. I promise.” he said softly. Wrapping your arms around him tighter, you clung to him, allowing yourself to sob into his shoulder. Years upon years of fear, knowing that you would be killed, that you would be rejected, yet he stood here, telling you that he still loved you. His arms wrapped around your waist, holding you, soothing you. No matter what you looked like, who or what you were, he’d always love you. He’d love you because he knew you, knew the real you, what you were truly like. You were not someone or something to be feared. If anything, and he’d never admit this aloud, he loved you more for it.

#one piece #one piece law #op law #trafalgar law x reader #trafalgar d law #trafalgar one piece #one piece trafalgar law #trafalgar law #trafalgardwaterlaw #trafalgar d law x reader #trafalgar d water law x reader #trafalgar d water law

[yaminoopera]

Hi, I saw your reply to my post. Can you tell me stuff about Cotard's? Like, can you just ramble to me about it?

Also can you tell me about the misunderstandings about OCD and PTSD? Like, most common wrong stuff about them in the media?

OK SO. for me cotards is all about like.... believing im dead, obviously, but in very weird, sometimes contradictory ways. I'll feel weird feelings in my back and I'll be like. oh ! it's the maggots ! i also have hallucinations that make me smell like a corpse. i believe my migraines are caused by my brain literally rotting and that my stomach doesn't work. sometimes i fully believe i am a zombie, and i crave human flesh and i believe im actually physically rotting, sometimes i think im a ghost who killed himself a few months ago, and that is why i am so cold all the time, unlikable, forgettable, constantly looking sick and everyone dislikes me without knowing why. everytime i feel kinda weird im like oh it must be The Death. I'll also get enormous envy from art of people getting gored or rotting corpses, but i think thats mostly my BIID.

Hmmmmm..... misunderstandings about ocd : while intrusive thoughts feels like someone else thinking in your brain and giving you orders, they are caused by your excessive fear of doing them or even just thinking them that takes up all your toughts space, idk if im clear. also sexual intrusive thoughts are vv common it's just that no one wants to talk about it. while it can physically feels like a battle with your mind to not do your intrusive thoughts, it's very very rare to actually act them on. also im not like. the best at talking about other symptoms of ocd other than intrusive thoughts. but i think it's important to remember that the diag is diverse.

for ptsd i think it's kinda like with all anxiety disorders : people needs to remember panics attacks and being triggered don't always come with crying and yelling and panic, sometimes you just totally shut down, sometimes you gets triggered in a totally other unrelated way (ex : seeing images of my dad makes me want to do bad stuff to myself that has nothing to do with how he traumatized me) sometimes you just starts dissociating

also a big misconception i see is that meds never work when they actually do work. A LOT. but every mentally ill character i see talk about their meds not working idk why

[chazukekani]

SPOILER ALERT 

Here is the quick summary of the first 60 pages of Stormbringer that just revealed today. 

Special thanks to Nika, Amir, and my discord server members for proof-reading!

— That is, the 169th possibility

— ‘You are late, my brother.’

Content

Prologue

Code:01 A programme with 2383 lines, just an idea from a group of researchers

Code 02: Dead people do not possess any form of emotion

Code 03: I want to observe Chuuya’s suffer as a human

Code 04: Grantors of disgrace, you need not wake me again

Epilogue

Afterthought

Harukawa Sango ‘Stormbringer’ Character Setting Gallery

-

Pre-prologue

Fate whispers to warriors,

‘You cannot go against the storm.’

Warriors whisper back

‘I am the storm.’

— Cao Zhi ‘Luo Shen Fu’

-

Prologue

It began in a forest at midnight. It was supposed to be a peaceful night, but suddenly a beam appeared in the forest. It’s a huge fire. The forest was on fire. People who lived in the village nearby ran to the forest to see what happened. It was a wrecked airplane that just fell from the sky. People used hammers to dig the airplane to see whether there are any survivors.

Suddenly, a man walked out from the airplane. He seemed fine, but the crowd was shocked.

‘Apologies for my courtesy. In accordance with civil society, I should introduce myself,’ said the man. He pulled out a badge on his chest. The badge was black and words on it were engraved with silver. One of the teenagers from the village read off the words on it

‘I am a detective from Europole (Europe Detective and Police Organisation), which I am an office equipment. Category number 98F78195, made by ability technician Dr. Wollstonecraft. The first ever humanoid computer that serves for worldwide police facilities. Code name is Adam, Adam Frankenstein. It is my pleasure to meet you. I should carry out my mission now, see you.’

Before Adam left, he asked ‘Do you know a person called Nakahara Chuuya?’

-

Code:01 A programme with 2383 lines, just an idea from a group of researchers 

Chuuya couldn't see his dream. Everytime he woke up, he felt like he was in a swamp of mud. Today, Chuuya woke up in his apartment. Just like other’s morning routine, Chuuya took a shower, cleaned himself and left his home.

Chuuya was 16 years old. Since a year he had joined the mafia, Chuuya excelled in his job with the most outstanding performance, and was well recognised in the organisation.

However with all the money and status he got, Chuuya was not satisfied. The thing that he wanted the most was to know his past. Chuuya knew nothing about it. The earliest memory he had was being kidnapped to a military facility 8 years ago.

There was already a branded black car waiting for Chuuya outside his apartment with a group of men in suits and sunglasses. ‘Please go to the regular store,’ said Chuuya.

Chuuya was in charge of supervising the jewel/gemstone transaction within the Mafia and black market, which had been an important source of income for the mafia.

He arrived at the store. Before entering it, a gun was pointed on Chuuya’s head, while there was another gun pointed onto his chest. Bang! What a big sound. Yet there was no blood, but a bunch of colourful ribbons came off.

‘Congratulations to your 1st year since joining the mafia!’, said those men.

Today was the first anniversary for Chuuya joining the mafia, and his friends held a party for him. People who joined the party all belonged to the ‘young club’ of the mafia, which were all 25 years old or younger.

The party-planner was called ‘Piano Man’. He was called Piano Man not because of his black and white outfit, but his way of killing. He liked using the strings of piano keyboards and strangled people to death. Piano Man was very tall, his fingers were long and thin, and always put a smile on his face. He was by far the man who was closest to the position of the Port Mafia executive.

The second man who came to congratulate Chuuya was called Albatross, a man with golden hair. He was a teen that loved smiling and was very talkative. Albatross was in charge of the transportation aspect of the mafia, and was complimented as very efficient and speedy in completing the missions, and was currently living in the same neighbourhood as Chuuya in a high-ended area. He previously belonged to an organisation called ‘Wheelman’.

Albatross proposed a toasting, but Chuuya was not in a good mood. “Did you have a nightmare?” Albatross joked, but Chuuya turned furious after hearing the word ‘nightmare’. Everyone was horrified. ‘No I wasn’t!’ Chuuya shouted. When Chuuya was about to leave the shop, yet another man came in. He was holding a champagne glass, and on his other hand, he was holding a medical drip stand that had a drip injected into his arm. His name was Doc.

Different from other doctors in the gangster industry, Doc graduated in a Northern American university and was awarded with a Doctorate formally. Doctors were highly demanded within the mafia because members could not simply walk into regular hospitals with injuries that were caused by gunshots. Doctors in the PM were treated nicely and respected, thanks to the boss, Mori-san, who was also a former doctor. The reason why Doc became a doctor was because he wanted to get closer to God. ‘The more lives you save, the closer you get to God’ is the motto of Doc. The Bible once wrote that God saved two million lives, so Doc’s goal was to save a similar number of people, which was why he joined the Mafia.

Chuuya still wanted to leave.

“The first year was the toughest, so we need to celebrate that you got through it,’ a gentle voice said. It was a man who had an extraordinarily beautiful appearance. The first year of joining the Mafia was the so-called ‘Deadman Curve’, so a celebration is needed,” said Lippmann, the guy with a pretty face. The work of Lippmann was probably the most unique one out of all of them. He was in charge of the public relations of the Mafia, such as negotiating deals with enterprises, or having meetings with the government. It is more difficult to kill him than killing the Boss of the Mafia because Lippmann was also a famous actor, thus every single action he made would be reported by the media. Hence it was really difficult to get him.

Another man came in, and his name was Ice Man. Unlike Chuuya’s other friends, he was quiet, and wore a simple outfit. Ice Man did not show much emotion, and was low profile. His job was simple, to kill. He did not use an ability, guns or knives to kill. Instead, he used objects that were nearby to kill. Anything, regardless if it’s a pen, wine bottle or the wire of light bulbs could become a murdering tool, hence Ice Man could kill anywhere.

The gathering continued. Chuuya was gradually having a better mood, until Ice Man asked Chuuya ‘where were you born?’ Chuuya immediately grabbed Ice Man’s shirt, and there was such a tension among the guys. Piano Man then revealed that he knew why Chuuya was mad, because Mori told him about Chuuya’s past that he was just an artificial ability experiment that was created by the military. Hence Mori asked Piano Man to invite Chuuya into the younger’s club, in order to have a surveillance on Chuuya. Piano Man pointed out the reason why Chuuya was mad today because he was actually not able to dream. Suddenly, the tension was back. Everyone had their weapons already, but Piano Man took out a present for the 1st anniversary from his coat, and gave it to Chuuya.

It was a photograph, a picture of two people, and one of them was five year old Chuuya.

The picture was taken in an old village in the Western region, Piano Man said. The area was abandoned afterwards but Doc found this picture inside the medical record of the village. Lippmann then added that he had asked a woman to check all the military-related databases, in which she found out that the military once held a recruitment experiment in the Western region. Still, Chuuya’s friends were able to find the family tree of Chuuya, his school, his report card and his birth record. However, such an investigation must not be known to Mori because Mori thought that if Chuuya’s background remained a secret, Chuuya would not betray the Mafia.

Chuuya did not understand why his friends did this for him. Lippmann said because they were companions. He then proposed why not they name the younger’s club as ‘Flags’.

The Flags then went to a billiards bar. All of a sudden, apart from the six people playing the billiards, there was the seventh person who joined the game. He had long arms and legs, and of course very tall. Black hair with brown eyes, and was standing by the table seriously.

All of a sudden, Albatross used his Kulric knife and sliced on the seventh person's head, which produced an uncomfortable noise. Yet, that person escaped from the attack. A fight then broke out because the Flags thought this seventh person was an ability user, and suspected his intention for coming to the Mafia’s facility. However, Ice Man pointed out that this person was not an ability user, but the fight continued.

During the fight, Adam grabbed the legs of the table, and something grew from his hand. It was a small-scale dinosaur, that grew from Adam’s hands as if it were a plant. The battle was intense. Someone shouted Chuuya’s name out of nowhere, and Adam noticed something.

‘Chuuya-san’, Adam greeted Chuuya politely.

‘I am here to protect you,’ Adam replied. Adam introduced himself, and explained his mission. Adam was sent here to arrest an assassin called Paul Verlaine.

When Chuuya heard the name Verlaine, his facial expression changed.

‘Why do you know this name?’ asked Chuuya

‘Chuuya-san, you cannot defeat Verlaine on your own. That’s why I am here. Verlaine was not only an assassin. He is the king of assassins. He is your brother.’ said Adam.

The misconception was relieved, and the Flags, together with Adam, played billiards happily afterwards.

-

The story continues on 27th Feb

#bungo stray dogs #bungou stray dogs #bsd #bungo stray dogs storm bringer #bungou stray dogs storm bringer #bsd storm bringer #bsd nakahara chuuya #nakahara chuuya

[flying-nightwing]

Fluff Alphabet - Jason Todd

Hello guys! This is my first alphabet because I saw everyone do it and i wanted in. I took this alphabet. I had a lot of fun to indulge in Jason, because well. Do I need to explain? 

Anyhow, enjoy this little thing inspired by my feelings for Jason Todd!

Disclaimer: This is my vision of the character and in no way an universal truth

Check out my masterlist in bio // pinned!

A = Attractive (What do they find attractive about the other?)

Your eyes. Jason could get lost in them by a simple glance. They say eyes are the windows to the soul, and he found it to be very true the second he met you. He will sometimes doubt he’s worth your love, but your gaze is enough to reassure him at every turn. He also can’t get enough of that spark that lights up when he makes you laugh, it draws him in. Your eyes are so kind and loving, the rest doesn’t really matter to him.

B = Baby (Do they want a family? Why/Why not?)

Let’s be truthful here, Jason is terrified of having kids. Everytime the discussion gets even close to the topic of family, he gets vivid images of his own father with him and it fills him with dread that he'll end up just like him. Then, he thinks about his lifestyle and how just being the Red Hood (or having been, as a matter of fact) could endanger his family. But I think deep down he craves having a family, having kids (whether they’re biologically his or adopted), because he’s just that natural caring person.

C = Cuddle (How do they cuddle?)

Continuing on that natural caring person wave, Jason will usually cuddle as the big spoon. His large frame makes it ridiculously easy for himself to wrap around you completely, and he loves to see you curled up around him, safe and comfortable in his arms. He likes to know he’s shielding you from any potential danger, it just eases his conscience. But sometimes he’ll have a bad day, or a rough patrol, and he’ll wordlessly slip in your hold in bed. It surprises you every time how small he can make himself, with his head on your chest above your heart and latched around your waist holding for dear life. Then, he’ll rely on you to make him feel safe, and he’ll fall asleep like that (he also likes when you play with his hair when he gets like that).

D = Dates (What are dates with them like?)

Jason is insanely romantic, nobody can prove me otherwise. With the amount of novels and books he read, it would be hard not to know how to be an exemplary lover. However, doing grand gestures in public and/or expensive shits is not his style. So it isn’t rare to come back home from your job after a tough week, to see Jason lighting up candles on a rose petals covered table, smiling at you and telling you to get changed in your pajamas and relax a bit before he finishes cooking (probably one of you favourite meals, or something new he knows you’ll like to surprise you). Dancing on your building’s rooftop or driving outside the city to take a walk under the stars are also his ideas of dates. It’s always something private and meaningful and a proof Jason is a hopeless romantic.

E = Everything (You are my ____ (e.g. my life, my world…))

“You are my reason to keep going on.” I believe at some point after he came back from the dead, Jason had a really hard time finding a reason to keep living (finding out he was replaced as Robin, that Batman didn’t kill the joker, etc…). He was in a really dark place and numb to everything. But then, he met you and suddenly life wasn’t so terrible. After a while, he even finds himself excited to get up in the morning (or early afternoon if he’s been on a long patrol) and smiling at random times. He wants to make an effort for you, because you deserve his best self and the least he can do is try (you still love him at his worst though, and he still can’t wrap his head around it but he’s insanely grateful for it).

F = Feelings (When did they know they were in love?)

One night, Jason woke up in sweats and screaming his lungs out. He had a nightmare where you were kidnapped and tortured by the joker the way he was; it was the first time you were the victim in his nightmares (usually it was faceless people or himself, and even sometimes his brothers. But never you). He found himself wanting to have you in his arms, needing to have you in his arms, and that’s how he knew it wasn’t just a crush anymore, that he was in deep with you.

G = Gentle (Are they gentle? If so, how?)

People have this misconception that Jason is rough, judging by the everything about him. But you would have never foreseen him to be so delicate and gentle with you. He is very strong and can be rash sometimes, but with his lover, he is always careful. He has enough pain and hurt in his life there is now way he’d put the most important person in his life through that. You have to almost beg him to be rough with you, and he’ll only let go if he’s 100% sure you’re okay with it.

H = Hands (How do they like to hold hands?)

Absolutely. He’s not big on PDA but he always wants to hold your hand, especially in public. He can get uncomfortable if there are too many people around, and the little subconscious squeezes of your hand never fails to bring him back to reality and help him focus on you instead of feeling trapped. Also he’s afraid of losing you in a crowd, even if he’s tall and could spot you easily. So yeah, his hand in yours is a constant.

I = Impression (What was their first impression?)

Depends on how you met really. It’s hard to say really, he might have seen you as an angel, or as a simple acquaintance until he discovered your character and you grew on him. He’s a versatile boy in the people he falls for.

J = Jealousy (Do they get jealous?)

Not jealous per say, but insecure. Everytime he sees you talking with someone who seems to be (subconsciously or not) flirting with you, he gets this feeling you’ll suddenly realize you could do much better than him and leave him for someone less broken, less messed up than him. It creeps in his chest and hurts like a heart attack, and it only dies down when you inevitably come back in his arms and look at him like he’s your world. Then, the storm dies and he knows he at least got one more day with you. And as much as the idea of Jealous Jason showing you who you belong to (wink wink) is appealing, I don’t think it would happen unless it has been established both of you were into that kind of foreplay and he knows for sure you’re in for the long haul with him. Then it becomes a game rather than an actual insecurity thing.

K = Kiss (How do they kiss? Who initiated the first kiss?)

Jason’s kisses are soft and wholesome. You can feel every ounce of love and admiration he has for you, and even if they do get emotional or even dominant at some points, it’s never forecefull. Who initiated the first kiss is nebulous, I think it was more of a mutual thing than an unilateral decision. I like to think it happened in a magnet effect, where both parties met halfway because Jason is a very respectful person in general (except if you piss him off for real) and he wouldn’t make you uncomfortable by kissing you without your consent.

L = Love (Who says ‘I love you’ first?)

It’s gotta be you. Jason, who’s afraid of saying it and getting rejected/mocked would definitely not want to get his feet wet first (what if you laugh? What if you leave?). He will show it in his way, but he’d wait for you to say the words first. But once it’s out there? Hooty hoot. He’ll say it like a mantra. He’ll never ever stop saying it at every occasion he gets. 

M = Memory (What’s their favourite memory together?)

At the fair in your city. Spending the afternoon going from attraction to attraction, having fun in the small roller coaster you were pretty sure was one heavy loaded train away from toppling down. After sun down, you went from game booth to game booth, collecting small and colorful stuffed animals and eating everything sugary and fat you could get your hands onto. You were convinced you could beat the rigged shoot the duck game, and when you couldn’t, Jason stepped in and absolutely made the smug smirk drop from the guy’s face. You walked away with a giant Panda, sleepy as hell after you sugar rush, and Jason had to carry you out of the car bridal style. That picture you took on top of the ferris wheel is on his nightstand and is his favourite possession of his. 

N = Nickel (Do they spoil? Do they buy the person they love everything?)

No, he’s not that kind of guy. I think he’s much more into meaningful acts and gestures than buying your love. He would sometimes spoil you if the occasion came to it, but I don’t think he’d be the type to open up his wallet as a demonstration of love.

O = Orange (What colour reminds them of their other half?)

Aqua blue. No other reason than the fact it’s probably the color the most opposite to red. While he absolutely loves to see you wear red things (it drives him crazy in the sweetest way), he doesn’t want to associate you with the darkest part of him. You’re the beautiful blue to his glaring red, because you’re the best thing in his life and he wants to outline and highlight you out as much as possible.

P = Pet names (What pet names do they use?)

I don’t think he has a signature pet name, he probably uses one that fits with the object of his affections and the history he has with them. He’d also be mindful of what you like and don’t like, and adjust them accordingly. 

Q = Quaint (What is their favourite non-modern thing?)

Libraries. The old ones that smell of paper and leather. The ones with the shelves that climb up to the wall and the old worn seats that are just perfect to sit into and read for hours. Jason loves a calm environment and a quiet victorian library does the trick just well.

R = Rainy Day (What do they like to do on a rainy day?)

Read, cuddles, adult cuddles... ;) I think Jason likes rainy days because it gives him an excuse to spend time with you at home. He’d probably bake something in the afternoon and you might or might not turn it into a flour war, make a mess in the kitchen but make a bonding activity of cleaning it up after (he and you know when to be kids and when to be mature and you both respect the line, and that’s why it’s so fun). Rainy days are domestic days and nothing is more pure or adorable than domestic Jason. It’s a hill I’ll die on. 

S = Sad (How do they cheer themselves/others up?)

That’s a tricky one, because when Jason spirals down he has trouble getting out by himself. But when you are down, Jason will go to hell and back to make sure you feel better. He’ll cook you your favourite thing, skip patrol to stay by your side, do a dumb tik tok dance to put a smile on your face or hear you laugh. He’d be attentive to your needs and do everything in his power to help you.

T = Talking (What do they like to talk about?)

Everything. Jason is a smart boy, he’d enjoy either talking about art, or about larger questions in the universe, or maybe about the birds that made a nest outside. Jason is incredibly easy to talk to when he’s receptive to the person talking to him, and that surprises anyone who knows him on the surface or less. 

U = Unencumbered (What helps them relax?)

Massages, but only by you. He trusts you, he is as comfortable as he can get with you seeing him shirtless with his scars (no professional masseur/se will ever get up close to him), and with you touching him in perhaps more sensitive or vulnerable places. He’d close his eyes and let involuntary moans when you’d unknot the tension in his muscles (and you’d secretly enjoy having such a force of nature all putty and soft under your hands). Then it’d be cuddle time and he would be relaxed as he’s ever been.

V = Vaunt (What do they like to show off? What are they proud of?)

That’s simple: you. You’re his beautiful partner, the only one he has eyes for, so the world should see how great you are. He’d find a way to place you in every conversation, whether it would be to point out that hey, you can do that too, or because he just can’t shut up about you. That earns him infinite teasing from his family on how soft he is for you, but he can’t bring himself to care because he loves you so much. 

W = Wedding (When, how, where do they propose?)

Jason wanted to marry you, and you had talked about it enough as a couple that he knew you wanted it too. But he wanted to wait for the right moment and he couldn’t plan that. The proposal probably happened at an unexpected moment, like when you tried to make him soup when he got injured and ended up messing it up bad. You came back to the couch and apologized to him profusely, and with stars in his eyes he asked you to marry him. Or when one of his enemies tried to take you while taking out the trash, but you chucked the garbage bag AND the metal lid to them, and Jason got down on one knee the second you finished recounting the story, out of breath from running back inside. The wedding was a private affair (Roy was his best man) somewhere quiet and meaningful, without too many artifices or big set up. It was perfect for you two.

X = Xylophone (What’s their song?)

This is a hard one. I feel like Jason would be into soul/jazz, in the style of Marvin Gaye, Nat King Cole or Frank Sinatra. To some extent he is a very old school person, and I believe music is one of the topics that falls into that old school side of him. It’s just a feeling, it’s how I imagine Jason. Unforgettable by Nat King Cole would be his to-go song when it comes to you. 

Y = Yes (Do they ever think of getting married/proposing?)

Oh yea. Jaybird’s got the ring in mind as soon as he knew you were the one. See Wedding above.

Z = Zebra (If they wanted a pet, what would they get?)

I don’t think he’d want a pet, because he can be absent often, or he wouldn’t have enough time. But if he’d have to, he’d get a cat, I think. Walking a dog morning and night would get a little bit much, especially since sometimes he might have trouble getting out of bed after patrol. But a cat, a rescue stubborn older cat who has seen others, that would be a match. The cat would be distant at first, but one morning he’d wake up with his grump of a feline curled beside his pillow and purring, or after a rough day the cat would bring him its toy and Jason would just. Cry. Because this little creature became his friend. And it’s so pure. (Also Jason building cat trees and climbing installations for the cat? Satisfying image).

#Jason Todd #jason todd fluff alphabet #jason todd x reader #jason todd x you #red hood x reader #jason todd imagine #red hood #red hood imagine #dc #dcu #dc universe #dc imagine #dcu imagine #dc universe imagine #batfam #batfam imagine #imagine #red hood x you #outlaws

[fanfiction-funtime]

Spritefather and Selene Interaction

A fan drabble for @clouds-rambles, I hope I characterized Selene right

Without much prompting it's a tad hard to write like this, but I hope it works.

Also I hope you don't mind me mentioning Cael amnesia anon.

(Selene was hanging out with Cael when Venti makes trouble, bringing the night to a close)

(Selene pov)

Yet again, I had to drag Cael's boyfriend out of the bar. This time because he thought someone was insulting his father and punched them, but he was just talking about some mythological person called 'Spritefather'.

I haven't thought about that story in a long time, not since I was a kid. Something about him being able to "use all elements" or something and how he "taught Barbados about freedom", maybe I'll ask Lisa about it.

"Excuse me madam, my father needs to speak to that man you're carrying. Please, hand him to me." I heard a voice from behind me say, the accent was a thick Schneznayan one.

I turned around to meet the person, a woman in an outfit that wouldn't look out of place in a family portrait of old Schneznayan nobility, they also held a vision.

A cryo vision.

I three Venti into a hay pile and summoned my spear, "your a pretty bad liar, LA SIGNORA!"

"No wait! You've got it all w-" I jabbed at her with my spear, using conduct to increase it's power, "I said wait!-"

"I don't bargain with people who hurt my friends!" Hehe, that was a cool line, nice one Selene.

"W-WHAT!? HOW DARE YOU INSINUATE THAT I WOULD HURT MY OWN BROTHER!" The woman gasped and pointed behind me.

I looked back and saw an abyss mage sneaking away with Venti.

"HEY! THAT'S MY BROTHER/BEST FRIEND'S BOYFRIEND!"

The mage noticed and bolted away. We chased it all the way to star conch cliff, where it threw Venti over the edge.

"Haha! Do your worst human! I have already completed my mission! Now without your precious archon, mondstadt will-!"

A tornado of water sprouted up from the sea, then froze in place. From the newly formed spiral of ice rose a cloaked man, and around him were 6 wisps of every element but cryo.

The mage turned around, and were it not for the dendro tendril crushing it's windpipe they would have screamed in horror.

"First you threaten to kill my son," the cloaked man stepped off the spire, the air polarizing itself with electro to form a step, "then you kidnap him while my daughter is trying to retrieve him," another step, this time the air simply pushes him up to form a step, "and now you have followed through on that threat. It tried to," the man took one last, powerful step, to which a geo platform met his feet and lifted him to the hanging abyss mage, "how truly foolish must you be."

He man then lit the tendril on fire, burning the mage like a furby in a campfire.

The man lowered himself down, Venti in his arms, and said, "I'm sorry Barbados, I should have gone to get you myself. Viktoria, what happened?"

Then he noticed me.

"EEEEP!" He shouted as he dropped Venti with a thud.

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(3rd person limited, Spritefather pov)

'Oh celestia, a person! No no, keep it together. You love interacting with humans in a controlled manner. This is just as controlled, just...a suprise.' Spritefather thought.

"By Barbados' hairy nostrils! You're the Spritefather!" The human Selene shouted.

Spritefather straightened himself out and cleared his throat, "y-yes, I am. But I am not 'the' Spritefather, I'm just Spritefather. Saying 'the Spritefather' is like calling you 'the Selene'. But now isn't the time for such trivial bickerings," Spritefather gave a gentlemanly bow, "thank you for attempting to rescue my eldest child, and for taking him home everytime he indulges a bit to much on vices."

Viktoria facepalmed, "dad! They aren't supposed to know that!"

"Well why not? They're friends with him, and best friends with his boyfriend. Which by the way I STILL need to meet-" he noticed Selene was seeming kind if pale, "you ok?"

*thud*

"Oh dear."

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(3rd person omniscient pov)

(There's no good point to explain this, but they're in a serenitea pot)

Selene woke up in a very confused state, and on a cloaked woman's lap.

"Please do not be alarmed, neither me nor my daughter did anything to you." The woman said.

Selene, in response, punched the woman and scrambled away, "who the abyss are you!?"

"Well I'm not particularly loved by celestia but I'd hardly say I'm abyssal.."

"Father, people here are not as accustomed to the divine as Liyue or Inazuma." The woman from before, who Selene thought was La Signora, said as she approached them with some tea.

"Wait, fa-no, no. Don't do that Selene, it's rude."

The cloaked woman shook her hands to dismiss Selene's concern, "it's fine, however I thank you for your accepting nature. Though it is to be excepted given your personal identity."

"How do you know me?"

"Heh, have you forgotten already? Though I suppose the change in form is not common among you humans. And nonexistent in the way me and the wisps can do."

The woman got up and started twirling, then surrounded themself in elemental power, and when it cleared stood the cloaked man Selene saw in her dream...

*wait*

"That wasn't a dream...holy shit that wasn't a dream! You're the Spritefather-I mean-you're Spritefather! Your real!"

"Indeed I am. I would think everyone in mondstadt believes I'm real, but atleast that leaves less for that misconception."

"What misconception?"

"Ask Barbados, shouldn't be too hard since you two are close."

"Barba-wait Venti is actually Barbados!?

"Oh dear I'm making this worse."

The still unnamed woman sighed and shook her head, "how about we focus on why my dad decided to be a woman? Surely that would be a far more easy thing to understand."

"It's because she likes women, and I don't blame her. World cold and hard, titty warm and soft."

"Dad who taught you that!?"

"You do realize I can hear the lives of all in my home yes?"

"I guess I'm at fault." Selene laughed.

"I will have my revenge upon you for this." The woman responded.

Spritefather chuckled, "oh? And how about you get your revenge over a date. Anastasia."

"F-FATHER!"

"What? She's single, friends to someone who can teach her proper tea ceremonies, and uh....they have....hmmm..." Spritefather was trying to think if what he could say to convince his daughter, "look I just want to see grand kids!"

"FATHER"

"K-KIDS!?"

"Look I'm pushing fifty million! If one of you doesn't get me kids in the next ten million years I'm going to grow grey hair!"

Anastasia starts forming an ice throwing knife, "REBEL'S-"

"Papa, what happen?" Came a childish voice.

Selene gasped, they were looking at probably the cutest thing EVER!

"Oh my ARCHONS! IS THAT A PYROSPRITE!?"

"Yes that's my child Flameo-"

Selene, already having picked up the the baby, "they're so CUTE!"

They hugged the little flame close to their face and nuzzled them, to which Flameo quickly responded to with their own.

"Smell like..." they thought for a moment, "big Bro Bardos!" They flew around Selene excitedly, "friend!"

Spritefather sighed, "Oh dear, now the rest will be coming out. And I just got them to sleep aswell."

It wasn't long before Selene was surrounded by six Sprites.

The Electrosprite landed on her vision and started vibrating happily.

The Geosprite asked, "are you strong!? I think I could be you!"

"Oh I'm sure you could." Selene said to appease the little Sprite as she chuckled chuckled.

The Anemosprite and Pyrosprite flew around her head like children.

The Hydrosprite was inspecting her clothes, "how utterly bourgeois, has my Brother and father been teaching you how to dress? Honestly, the people of mondstadt should learn from the reconnaissance captain of the knights. Now there's a woman who knows how to dress."

"Oh you mean Eula?"

"You know her?"

"Oh yeah, she's invites me to tea every now and then."

"SHE...invites....YOU...out for TEA!?-"

Anastasia puts her hand over the Hydrosprite and tries to hold her back

"Sorry about that," the woman replied, "kids and their crushes."

(Agua, muffled: I'M SIXTEENTH HUNDRED YEARS OLD!)

"Ha-haaa...."

Selene couldn't respond to that as they felt a prick in her spine, causing them to yelp.

A Dendrodsprite slinkied up her back and put it's head on her shoulder, "just sampling...never seen blood like yours...so intertwined with the...divine....yet so distan-"

Spritefather picked up his child, "please forgive Leafy, they're in their...adventurous stage. And their adventure is to learn things. Often things that involve pins and needles."

This was going to be a looong night

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The next day, Vanessa's tree

Selene yawns and falls on the statue, Venti doing the same. The difference between them is one is hungover and waiting for his boyfriend to take him home after the fifth assassination attempt this week, the other has to deal with the consequences of being loved by children and being there to try and stop the most recent assassination

"Holy shit....this hang over....I thought Decrabain's hailstorms were bad..."

"You shouldn't try watching after Leafy.....but I think half the pains are from Agua's jealousy bites......"

"You think that's bad?.....you should have seen them when they realized Cael and I....were dating....."

"...archons I hope I was never like that as a kid...."

"Oh cherry up you two!" Spritefather said, a bit too loud for the two, "it's a new day and-"

Venti hit his father with a clump of grass using anemo

"YOUNG MAN!-

"Ohheythere'sCaelgottagobye!" The archon said as he ran off.

Spritefather sighed, "he's always like that, running from responsibilities. But he always means up when it counts, so I can only say I'm proud of the man he's become," he thought for a moment, "except for when he turns into a woman for whatever reason, then I'm proud of the woman she's become...you know, after being around single form life for so long stuff like that feels so strange. I mean you humans are born with one form and cant naturally change it. But if you feel it's wrong you'll go through so much trouble just to get close to what us shape changers can get. While to humans it is inspiring purely because of the person's determination to take the form they so deserve, that they were truly meant to have. But for me it's so much more! The human spirit and will is oh so inspiring, but the amount humans go through! So much money, so much time, and in many places simply enduring life! Why even I couldn't get the...uh...transphobia is it?...out of Inazuma!Terribly sorry human language changes so much. Oh and on language! To think that I was there when the first cave man was trying to mimic the grunts of the gods, only to make something so much superior to them to the point that the gods copied THEM! And speaking of copies have you ever heard of the time Dainsleif-" he paused as he saw Selene's bored face, "sorry. One little thing and I start ranting and rave...no, it's info dumping. And I should thank you humans for making that term, and all the other wonder words you've made, and the medical advances. They've helped me understand myself....ah but look at me, rambling on again. You know what? For entertaining my kids the whole night, and listening to an old man's ramblings, I'll give you a boon. Anything you want, if I can get it you shall have it."

Selene thought for a moment. She thought about asking him to bring back her father, but they knew he couldn't raise the dead. She even thought...of her mother, to see her again, but they knew that it wouldn't help. A selfish part of her even wanted someway to reignite her's and Rosaria's relationship, after all that part of her life was, but she knew it would be wrong and that they both agree they just didn't work.

Perhaps just ask for mora? She did need some for a good night's rest, but that felt wasteful. What was one night's rest for what could be a lifetime of amazing power. But maybe it would be wrong to ask for something like power. Ah! She's got it!

"How about a spear? A really powerful one that compliments my powers perfectly! Oh! And make it look really cool!"

Spritefather blinked, then laughed, "well, that's rather simple isn't it? So amazing you humans. You expect them to make something big and/or selfish, like taking control of a country, or killing someone. Yet never once has one of my boons been used for anything bad. Even when they're selfish. Like one time I met a very selfish person who I granted a boon, and all he did with it was ask me to make sure the kids of Inazuma were never hungry. Ah, now that. That was ranting, sorry." Spritefather walked over to the statue's base and knocked three times, "hello Vanessa. It's been a while since I last called you, but I was hoping you could give me a hand? And perhaps a very sturdy branch off your tree?"

"Uhhh-"

A light shown down from the heavens and the ground shook, causing a skeletal hand to rise from the depths.

Selene would have screeched if she weren't so tired, "I'd prefer my weapon to be less...body part-sy."

"Nonsense! Everyone knows that bones make the best weapons! You know why it's called a prototype rancor?! BECAUSE NOONE WANTS TO ACCEPT THAT THE PERFECTED VERSION I, THE INVENTOR, MADE INCLUDES THE SHINBONES OF MITSCHURLS! YOU EVER SEEN A-*ahem*-sorry, rambling."

As he was ranting, a branch handed Spritefather a sturdy branch from the tree.

"Perfect, now a bit of magic and-" the two items blew up in Spritefather's face before reforming into a purple and black spear that ended in a feathery sleeve like pattern that was attached to a sharp blade that looked very much like a hand made into a spear blade. Mainly because it was.

A brilliant light shone down on the Spritefather as he floated up and presented the spear to Selene(mumbled: thanks Venessa)

"SELENE OF MONDSTADT!"

His voice became that of s god's, filled with power and compassion, booming across windrise.

"YOU HAVE SPOKEN YOUR WISH, AND BY MY HONOR AS THE ENTERNAL FATHER, I AM DUTY BOUND TO GRANT IT!"

He leans imup to Selene and whispered to her, "do you like the eternal father moniker? I thought it up myself."

"Oh yeah, 10/10, really keeping with the Inazuman background."

"Thanks."

"TAKE YOUR GRAND BLADE, AND GO FORTH TO CARVE THROWS DESTINY AND TILL YOUR OWN FUTURE!"

Selene took the spear, "uh...thanks?"

"Oh your very welcome. By the way how was that delivery? I've been working on the whole 'I am a powerful being' delivery for a few centuries."

"A bit hard to understand, but overall gets the vibe across. Maybe 8/10? Low seven probably."

"Yeah, I kind of expected that. Wonder how else I could get that effect, you know without the whole can't understand thing."

"Well, I've got teo other immortals to meet. Ones I need to question."

"Ah yes, I'm sure Cael and Barbados have much to answer for to you."

"Yes they do. I don't suppose 'see you around' would be appropriate here?"

"On a sense? It's appropriate. After all I'm your friend now aswell, and I prefer a life without isolation. So...see you round?"

"Sure, see you around."

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Admittedly didn't know how to end this. I like it but I'm a tad worried I made it to focused on my character and didn't give Selene enough attention.

Regardless I hope you enjoyed it cloud! I really tried to get Selene right. And sorry it took so long, sleep kept getting messed up, and then covid shot+forgetting to hydrate kicked my ass.

(Tagging: @storytravelled, @golden-wingseos, and @clouds-rambles)

#genshin #genshin impact #Spritefather #genshin oc #venti #genshin fanfic #genshin fan character

[sunseteyes]

I just found your blog and I'm loving it! I'd be very happy to request Tanjiro x Reader with a usually sort of ditzy, kind-hearted Reader, but when they get into a battle, she becomes an elegant, serious fighter! How would he react to seeing her fight? Oneshot or headcanons, whatever seems easier for you! Thanks so much, and have an amazing day!

TANJIRO WITH A DITZY READER

wow thank you! i like your blog too! it’s so organized unlike mine >< anyway, i decided to make this a short oneshot instead so i hope you’ll like it! (also, this made me remind of sheele from akame ga kill ah she was my best girl ><)

Tanjiro gets concerned about you whenever you’d head off into a solo mission or whenever he sees you getting treated at the butterfly estate for slipping somewhere and so on. He’d never been with you in a mission so he couldn’t judge how well you are as a demon slayer, however considering your rank, he ought to not underestimate you.

So when he gets paired up with you on a mission, he’d be excited to see you in action and he doesn’t even know what to expect.

“(Y/n)-san! You’re assigned to this mission too?” his smile would be warm and welcoming, much like how you would for him too everytime you two pass by each other or when he get to chat with you.

You’d mirror his smile and enthusiasm, beaming like a sunshine. “Tanjiro-kun! Yes, I am. I’m glad to join you today.” You were about to meet him halfway when your own sheathed katana fell to the ground, which you seemed to be holding for quite awhile.

“Oh!” you’d pick up your katana and find Tanjiro already in front of you, a troubled look crossing his face before it vanished quicly.

“Have you found any information yet, (y/n)-san?”

You’d blink up at him, lookng confused for a moment, “What informa-Oh! Are you talking about the demon? Uhm, yeah I’ve talked to a few villagers and they confirmed that children have indeed been being taken each night.”

Tanjiro nods in understanding, “I’ve also passed by a little boy earlier and he said that his friends and him had been hearing some sort of music every night. Then most of his friends have vanished just last night. I think that can be a clue to how we could find the demon.” He’d be explaining but when he’d see your smiling and bright face at something behind him, he’d think that you’re not taking it seriously.

“(Y/n)-san? Are you listening to me?”

“Hm?” your gentle gaze would go back to his and your sweet smile would ease any kind of possible irritation or confusion in him. “Of course I am, Tanjiro-kun.”

He’d feel troubled but he’d choose to trust you instead. He can’t possibly reprimand you not after all the kindness you’d shown him ever since you two met. And besides, if danger would come, he’d be there to provide you support and protection. He’d hope that the demon would not be one of the twelve demon moons or difficult to capture, so as you two could finish this mission without serious injury or any casualty. He’d hate to see you getting hurt.

So when nighttime came, the perfect time to investigate and finally put an end to things, Tanjiro would do his best to keep an eye on you. Whereas you would look relaxed and was much more focused on asking Tanjiro if you could help him carry the box instead so he could move easily for the incoming fight.

“No, it’s alright, (y/n)-san. I always carry around Nezuko so I’m quite used-“

Your katana was already sheathed and had sliced the presence that was behind him, not even moving an inch from where you were.

And when you did move, you’d bolt to the scent he had caught—the same rotting kind of smell demons have. His eyes were still wide open as he follows your movement with his gaze, your haori and hair dancing across the wind as you chased after the mysterious form lurking beneath the shadows, almost catching him off guarded if you had not reacted the way you did.

Then he catches the look on your eyes; gentle but with an emotion that he had never seen from your irises before. Focus? Drive? It was surprising enough that it made his feet stuck on the ground for a few seconds before he followed suite to your chase.

He’d realize how fast your reactions were, probably much faster than his. Despite your usual confusing cheery and airheaded attitude, which were enough to cause him to worry of your well being.

All of his misconceptions about you will vanish then, moreso when he’d watch you fight against the demon, your movements almost as graceful as a dancer would—much like his father, he’d think. He’d even regard how differently you’d use Breath of Water than he or even Giyuu would. It would be as if you were one with the water, an elegant gentle wave that were willing to eradicate the impurities of the demon you’re faced against. He’d be awestruck, to the point his mind would only pulled away when he heard your voice call him.

“Tanjiro-kun,” you were suddenly in front of him; kind smile but a serious and relaxed stance, unable to look at him for your eyes would be stuck with the demon’s form, cautious and careful. “-please take care of the children. I think they are somewhere around here. Don’t worry, there’s only one demon that’s doing all of this.” he’d take note of how your voice was also unusual to your usual high-pitch, this one is much calm and cool, almost like your demeanor had changed into the opposite of your usual self. He’s not complaining either way.

Nezuko wouldn’t even need to wake up and help Tanjiro because he’d be assured that you’d take care of the demon yourself, and that trust would be an enough presence for Nezuko to sense and be assured herself.

He’d then oblige with your request and quite sooner than he expected, you had defeated the demon and he had already freed the children that were being hidden by the demon’s blood demon arts.

“Wow, (y/n)-san! I did not know you were so strong and focused! Your way of fighting with the Breath of Water was so beautiful!” he’d praise you and be true with his words. You deserve it anyway. You had not pnly surprised him but he was also amazed that he’d trust you more than he did before. It would make him be reminded to never judge someone just because of their few qualities, especially if they’re a demon slayer that’s ranked higher than him.

When he sees that you’d be back with your usual attitude; slightly blushing from his words, a cheery and unguarded stance written all over your body, he wouldn’t even complain or feel concerned. What he knows, is that he’d like to see your future battles and possibly provide better support than he did that night.

this took longer than i imagined but i hope it did not disappoint! tanjiro is someone who tends to learn a lot of things every other battle he faces so i kind of applied it here haha anyway, please feel free to send requests~ also, this will be my last post for today i’ve posted a lot lmao

#kimetsu no yaiba #demon slayer #kny #kny headcanons #tanjiro x reader #tanjiro oneshots #tanjiro scenarios #tanjiro kamado #kny x reader #kny oneshots #demon slayer x reader #demon slayer headcanons #demon slayer oneshots #nnr kny

[apparentlyaswarmofbees]

It's loving my brother hours

A personal story under the cut, because I needed to rant.

TW: mentions of suicide, christianity, one F word, mentions of fighting and screaming, uhhh I think that's all but just be warned m'kay? Please don't read if you're unconfortable with any of the things stated. It has a happy ending though, I promise.

So yesterday the day started normally enough.

I woke up sometime around 6am to read a chat on Mystic Messenger and went straight back to sleep until 6:30, took a look on tumblr, logged in on A3! and Obey me and I did what I needed to do in the morning until lunch time at 13pm, making sure to log in again on Obey me to get the login bonus and AP.

And then, of course, I went to eat.

My brother as usual was the first to make his plate so when I arrived at the table he just finished eating, which would leave me and my parents alone at the same table while he washed his dish and got a small snack as a dessert, making sure to get one for both me and my dad, my mom has her own personal diet.

Normally that wouldn't be bad, the only difference being that my brother, who usually was the life of the table was now walking back and forth around the room doing his own thing such as what I stated in the paragraph above and filling his water bottle before finally going back to his room.

But of course, yesterday ended up not being just one of the normal days.

Usually, when the whole family is together, various subjects start to arise varying from tv shows, anime, games, politics and general news being it from TV or from our own family such as aunts and uncles.

And yesterday's subject started with "he commited suicide"

Already a bad start as it is, because me knowing my parents, they would definetelly say something incredibly agonizingly painful to my ears about it.

And of course, I was right.

"He was so cheerfull and happy, just what was going on in his head?" Is what my dad said, at that point I just didn't give my own reply because my mouth was full. But I understood his misconception, and my dad would soon come to understand by himself that just because someone seems happy it doesn't mean they are happy, specially in the isolation of this pandemy.

But then, just like always, my mom had to give her own reply, one that I expected but never wanted to believe it could come out of her mouth, even when I considered her beliefs.

"I think those who kill themselves don't go to heaven. Only god can decide when our lives will end" is what she said.

And all at once I lost my appetite, even though I had spent the entire day unusually hungry, with every bite I took out of my plate the more disgusting it tasted.

I wanted to scream and glare at my mother, ask her 'and what is so good about heaven anyways?' tell her 'if those who suffer the most to the point of taking their own lives aren't alowed a blink of peace even in afterlife, being denied the oh so called paradise of christianity for being in agony outside their own will, then I don't want to fucking go to heaven either'.

But of course, I kept my mouth shut, because I didn't want to disturb the peace, I didn't want to spend my energy when I was already so sleep deprived and already emotionally spent thanks to Mystic Messenger.

And that's when my brother comes into play.

You see, my brother since we were kids was the pacifier of our family, the life of the table as I said previously.

And so, everytime my parents said something stupid when we were kids and I was about to face them head on telling it to their face that they were wrong, my brother was the one to look me in the eyes, and shake his head 'no, you already know it doesn't matter what you say, they won't change their minds, and you will just scalate a screaming contest. Please, don't do it, I don't like it either, but if we say something, you know they won't shut up and make a too big of a deal than it needs to be and should even be, and it will give both me and you a headache and the atmosphere in the house would be tense for the rest of the day, and that's suffocating.'

Thanks to him glaring at me many fights didn't scalate when we were kids.

And so when I caught his stare at my face, that was scrunched up in disgust at my mom's words, though she wasn't able to see it from her head angle, he immediatelly came to action.

Differently from when we were kids though, nowadays we are much closer, and so instead of him glaring at me in warning, he instead sat himself back at the table with his phone in hand.

And then he started showing pictures of cute birds to me.

My entire family is crazy head over hills in love with birds, and so my parents also got distracted by pictures, making the previous subject be immediatelly forgotten.

Seeing he couldn't stay still for long, he started to move around too, making sure to give a small, gentle rub with his fingers to the hair on the back of my head as he stood up.

The thing is, both me and my brother can get easily overwhelmed by physical touch, specially on our sensitive spots, one day when my mom tried to ruffle the hair on the back of my head, her touch was so heavy I actually freaked out (she apologized later) seeing my sensitive spot is my entire back, or should I say, anywhere close and around my spine. Now with my brother, even though his touch was extremelly superficial, it was already extremelly reassuring and soothing. And I am also taking in consideration the fact that he often pokes me on my neck to tease me (it always makes me jump) but this time he didn't, on the outside it looked like he was just doing his usual teasing, but it wasn't that.

Additionally, he went to the kitchen to fill a second water bottle, leaving it there and coming back to the table to show something more, this time a 3D thing he did for his college assignment, making sure he gave my hair another small, gentle ruffling each time he passed behind me as he circled the table to show it to my parents too.

At this point I managed to finish the food in my plate so I finally could stand up.

He took the second water bottle, his pace slower than usual as he waited for me.

And we both walked back to our rooms, he stood besides his open door and called out to me, asking 'do you want to see it?', he meant the 3D thing.

When my parents asked to see how he did it he promptly dismissed them, making jokes about them needing to 'pay for the premiun' and that their 'free trial has ended'.

But I knew the real reason why.

And honestly, the 3D project was both really cool and cute, and he looked extremelly proud of it. So hell yeah I said I wanted to see how he made it, and there is no way I was going to turn down spending time with my brother.

We may have grown up on the wrong foot, fighting each other to the point of leaving scars, telling each other to their face we wish we weren't siblings, dying of embarassment whenever we needed to be even at arm's lenght from each other. I though we wouldn't be like other siblings, that we wouldn't grow to make peace with one another.

But I am thankfull I was wrong.

He is my long term ally, the one to hold me back when I am about to do something stupid, the one to be fully honest to my face, the one to respect my privacy, understand me and help me in his own way.

And honestly? I will be dammed if I don't reciprocate.

#it's loving my brother hours #this is long #and also personal #but I needed to rant a bit #personal #my parents arent perfect #but they are getting better #trust me #it's a slow progress and there are some days they disappoint me #but believe me #they ARE better than in the past

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Hes into Her

Maxinejiji

Book review

You’re a reader who want a stories to satisfy your cravings for different genres. In different stories, we have expectation just like, you wanted the flow of the story will be cool, at the same time, to be scared. You want it fun, at the same time, to cry, you want to laugh, and at the same time, to be thrilled. This piece of perfection has it all. Looking for adventure or mystery? Maybe searching for fiction, or teen fiction rather? Seeking for romance indeed? Discover a different grandeur with He’s into Her. Escape from reality and be thrilled with not common love story of Maxpein Zin Del Valle Moon and Deib Lohr Enrile as Taguro and Sensui Tandem.

Hes into her is started with a conflict between Deib and Max. it was purely a misconception of one’s impression to the other. A playful and popular male character met a typical chubby- and bullied material female with Maangas attitude. Deib underestimated Max’s capabilities as a simple meek opponent and that’s the reason why the clash between them begun. As Deib being the full-of-fun one continued his game of bullying her but it seemed that she showed no interest made him annoyed and irritated. They got that far until He was captured and smitten by her. Eventually, feelings were developed and unleashed. Maxpein Zin Del Valle, or so called Max dared to be different with other typical girls you can see. Behind her unattainable luminary are brutal pains of the past that remained silent and outspoken. Her actions were in accord with their ideals and norms. She does things differently. A lady of few words, a weary one to be exact, but on the moment her mouth open and speak, her words will make you feel shiver. She has a friend which name Zarnaih Marchessa. And two lovely brothers Maxwell Won Del Valle and Maxrill Won Del Valle. Deib Lohr Enrile, he is the famous battle striker and top bully. A loud and certified mama’s boy. A well-known personality and back to back to back MVP in his field which is Basketball. He’s a perfect boyfriend material, though he lid his eyes first to KImeniah Sirvey Gozon. He’s a true friend to Lee Roi Gozon and Yakiro Tobi Yanai.

Their story started first day of school when Deib saw Max approaching to his place, with full of confidence like a fiery man, and because Deib disliked her personality he kicked her. Max was knocked down and laughed at by all the students in the hallway. But, Max didn’t budge, he attacked Deib. He’s in shocked but immediately recovered and still his brave enough, he boldly asked her “Who are you” but the Hambogest girl just said with a total smirk “You’ll die if I tell you” then leave. It’s the beginning of their strife with one another. They had to call each other Sensui and Taguro. Because of their fights it reached the point that many were hurt, and involved. But time flies fast, our Sensui fell for her Taguro but he’s still endenial. But one things for sure Deib is “hinahabol na ng mga puso” and planned to court Max, Taguro played to be hard to get. In one reason that she still love Randall Echavez which currently the boyfriend of Deib’s sister, Deign Leigh Enrile. Deib was stable and leaned on his courtship with Max, Taguro answered it because also Max knew that he was falling for the young man. Deib is a loyalist but a jealousy one- always made himself jealous and tend to make wrong decisions that hurt them both. But, he’s making a lot of efforts to make him apologized. Deib made Max feel loved and special. But, even though Max hates the gayish personality, PDA type of man, and total clingy and an ultimate nagger, Max still want and love him. But all relationship tests trials and reach to the point that Max need to leave the country and wanted to find herself, but for Deib loving her means yearning when she’s not around. He’s willing to risk all/ he loves her that much that he can fight his sickness just to stay. Willing to wait for days,weeks, months, and years everytime she got away. Losing her was very tragic. He’s ready to give her his promise of forever but then fate tricked and played with them. Watching her being sentenced to death is really a hard part for a boyfriend. It’s her fortune in accord to their law. Because, Max did very heavy sin that their law forbid. It’s slowly and painfully killing him and was very hard for him to accept it. Moving on wasn’t that easy. He goes to places they used to go, whenever they are still together.

Years passed by, Deib became successful. He’s now a well-known engineer, a great businessman, and a painter. He made his dream possible without knowing that Max is still alive, when max is ready to face him again, he doesn’t want them to be back. Deib wants to continue his life without her, and don’t let himself hurt ever again. Max is still very consistent to get again what’s for her, she “suyo” her Sensui until she was hurting. When max decided to stop, one day there was a man want Max to his girlfriend, and ready to marry her. But Deib didn’t allow and confess that he still love her. And continue the love that diminished by time. They got married and had a son named Maxspaun Thaddeus Enrile Moon.

The book is really amazing, it really enjoyable to read and very exciting. No one had the thought that the story will bring a big impact to the netizens. The time that I read HiH, it’s like simply choosing the best. She gave me different vibe. This heart of mine felt different feelings to the point that I can help myself to smile,smirk, and laugh. Then came to the point that I need to have tissue, or towel to wipe my tears for falling when they’re in hurt. I can also feel heart breaks together with Sensui or Deib and crashes when Max’s feeling wounded. I can see the hearts that sorrounds him when his happy, and also feel the same tingling sensation with the sweet stuff his pulling. Deserve to be seen and admired by all readers before it disappears. Likewise, I am looking forward to the upcoming teleserye adaptation with this art. So, I recommend to you this book it’s not-the-usual romantic story found in Wattpad. You’ll not figure out easily what’s happening next indeed, it will cause you different emotion that you’ll love after reading the story HE’S INTO HER by Maxinejiji.

-Donnarence Sadava Estimo

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Oily/Acne Prone/Sensitive Skin

I have seen a lot of bloggers posting their holy grail make-up & skin care routine and I just want to share to you guys how my skin got better. I mean it is not the best but at least it has progress and way better than before. Hmu if u want to see my before and after hehe. I just have to exert extra effort for my skin bc i was not born with a glass and vibrant skin hehe. DISCLAIMER: It does not mean it works for me it will also work for you too. It is just that after all the trial and errors I have finally found the right products to control my blemishes, zits and oiliness.

Cleansing Oil: I use this to remove my makeup especially when I wear makeup for occasions. It helps the makeup to melt and to be easily removed. If you just went out with a light makeup for the day you can just skip this and pull some makeup wipes to remove the makeup or go straight with cleanser.

Facial cleanser: When buying cleansers and toners I always look for the tea tree ingredient bc this helps the blemishes/acne to dry out. I just use this everytime my skin acts up and when white/blackhead bumps shows up but on a daily basis I opt for a cleanser like celeteque bc it is non-comedogenic and very gentle on the skin. (Cetaphil is out of my league since it is a little bit pricey)

Mask: Since I find sheet masks a little expensive and the fact that I can’t use them again hehe I bought this one from skinfood. It is a 2-in-1 mask bc it has real sugar to exfoliate the skin and you have to let it sit for about 10-15 mins to do its job and voila rinse it off. What it does is it ofc exfoliate skin to remove dead skin and brighten skin bc it says in the packaging that it has vitamin c. I use this 2-3 times a week. I also use St. Ive’s apricot scrub

Toner: I use 2 toners just like the cleanser bc some days my skin is okay but you know how our skin betrays us after all the cleansing and such. Since tea tree is very drying i just use this one when my skin acts up and to neutralize the tea tree cleanser i use a hydrating toner from human nature.

Moisturizer: I have oily skin but I still use moisturizer but there is this misconception that when you use moisturizer it just makes the skin oilier but it is actually not true bc this one acts as the skin neutralizer that helps makes the skin supple and luminous.

Ampoule: This one is a k-skincare product that actually helped dry my blemishes and at the same time moisturize the skin.

Serum: This serum is a lightening serum, I use this to brighten my skin and pimple marks.

Sleeping cream (Real kill 9.9 horse oil cream): This one made my skin appear lighter, smoother and moisturized. It is one of the products that actually made my blemishes on the forehead go away!!!

Sleeping gel mask: This gel mask locks all the products that I use from the start and it also helps the skin recover from dullness and pigmentation.

Acne gel: you just have to dab this to the area where you have zits/blemishes and it dries them out. This works fast overnight for me!!

That’s all for my skincare. I hope this helps!! Btw, can you recommend me what is the best eye product for dark circles? Ty!!

#skincare #kaartehaninsomanylevels

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Far Wanderings: Legacy’s Allure

Hello and welcome back to another article of Far Wanderings! Today we will go through one of Magic’s oldest and powerful formats:Legacy! Together with it’s variety, certain misconceptions of the format as well as the cost of it as a whole. 

The main reason why Far Wanderings is on the topic of Legacy today is due to the fact I’ve been thinking a lot about Legacy. Many know that Legacy is definitely not a cheap format, and I’ve been itching to get back to a 60 card constructed format for quite a while now. Firstly, I would like to talk about the misconceptions many people have with Legacy

1. Legacy is ridiculously expensive, making it the format for rich peeps/collectors to play in

2. Legacy is an unfair format where combo decks are engineered to kill opponents on Turn 1.

3. People will lose often in Legacy if they don’t play blue, since Legacy is a blue-dominated format and the game’s best Counterspells are legal in Legacy.

First off, Legacy is an expensive, but it’s not ridiculously expensive to the point where that old man who’s been playing for 20 years in your shop being the only person who can afford Legacy. Secondly, Turn-1 kills are a thing in Legacy, but not to the point where it happens everytime. Lastly, not playing Blue is not the end of playing in Legacy, the metagame is very diverse and contains many top tier decks not playing Blue or have many fair decks outside of Blue.

Most people with this mindset of Legacy are not thinking of what Legacy looks like, but more towards Vintage. Where decks cost 5 digits, Turn 1 kills are very common and the entire set of Power 9 are somewhat legal. Also, Blue is very very popular in Vintage due to the fact that Standstill/Gush/Mental Misstep are all legal in Vintage but banned in Legacy.

What is Legacy really like though?

Legacy is often a format questioned by most players by a measure of it’s worth, cost as well as variety of decks played. I’ll admit that Legacy’s meta is quite stale, and rarely changes dramatically with the release of every new set(exceptions such as Delver and Eldrazi). Thus, most players familiar with the format enjoy it due the fact it isn’t as fast-paced as Modern/Standard. They can sit back, slowly construct their deck and be extremely familiar with different matchups. Decks in Legacy are also very well known for not having an expiry date on them, making the format worth the money for many players. 

Despite it’s stale metagame, Legacy is much more diverse than you think. There would normally be a couple of usual suspects in the format, Miracles, Death and Taxes, Storm and Delver variants just to name a few, but Legacy has a habit repeatedly seen in the past where decks not seen very often do well in events. This is due to the fact that a large amount of decks, although not very well known, have the same power level as the Top Tier decks. It’s mostly a matter of being at the right time, attacking the meta when it least expects or prepared for it. 

Legacy also is also home to many many strong Blue cards that people love/hate to play. However, there are many many decks that perform very well despite not having Blue:

A fine example of certain Tier decks not playing Blue:

Death and Taxes

Eldrazi

4C Loam

Elves

Not playing Blue does not necessarily put any player at a disadvantage in Legacy, but more of a good challenge to me :)

Legacy’s cost

I mentioned earlier about Legacy being not as costly as Vintage. It is however very costly for players who don’t have a huge collection or a lot of money. One reason why Legacy is still in the region of 4 digits or high 3 digits to play is due to the Dual Lands. 

Dual Lands are extremely important in Legacy. This is mainly because they are fetchable and unlike Shocklands, they require no life to use straightaway. However, there are a few other lands that really cost you to cut a fair bit of your wallet.

The bad part is that all these lands(small exception for Wasteland) share the same problems with one another, and that is they are all on the Reserved List. They would probably not see a reprint again and when the demand increases on cards with low supply, so does their price tag.

Most of the other staples in the format cost $100 a playset at the most, but lands tend to cost way more than that $100 mark :/

Good tips to get started in Legacy

The following tips are meant for new players tempted to start in Legacy. although I’m not a Legacy player, these are tips that have been passed down for many years are definitely useful for any new player getting into the format today.

1. Save $$$

Now this might sound like something like kid’s advice, but believe me - saving money is a really huge part of getting started in Legacy, a good way to do so would be making a change jar or committing to dip $30-$60 a month into your “Legacy Fund”.Another small piece of advice following this up would be to avoid spending money on cards not related to your “Legacy Fund”, as this delays a lot in your entry into Legacy.

2. Proxy/Playtest online

Decks in Legacy are by no means cheap, but proxying a deck before buying the actual pieces for it in Paper provides valuable understanding of the deck as a whole. The same applies to playtesting a deck on an online platform such as Xmage or Cockatrice. Proxying saves a lot of money and provides invaluable experience for new/experienced players looking to build any Legacy deck.

3. Borrow decks

Borrowing decks is quite a common sight in today’s standards. It provides a hands-on experience for many new players, for those unsure on what deck to play, borrowing decks might be a good idea. Another upside of borrowing decks would be the fact that you have an actual deck to participate at your store’s Legacy tourney, this would give you a better understanding of your store’s metagame as well as the strengths/weaknesses of other decks in the format. It also opens you up to playgroups/communities who enjoy playing Legacy :D

4. Budget Replacements

Although I wouldn’t highly recommend this tip, it does seem to work for different people/decks sometimes. One fine example would be replacing Duals with Shocks. Although not ideal for some decks due to land flexibility or the life loss makes it risky, Shocks do save a lot of money and players can find themselves upgrading to Duals later. 

Conclusion/What I’m building 

That is all for today’s Far Wanderings, Legacy is a very fun, powerful and explosive format. Most experienced players would often describe it as Magic’s greatest format and that it brings a lot of nostalgia to different people. Despite it’s cost and slow movement, Legacy somehow manages to intrigue players both old and new to the format. As for me, I’ve also decided to dive into the format with a more straightforward approach.

Yes..it is Legacy Burn! I can’t really afford the staples in the format as a student, but Burn is a good place to start for anyone on a smaller budget as well as throwing fire at people’s faces :D

Once again, thank you for reading this week’s Far Wanderings, do share what decks you enjoy playing most in Legacy, and I’ll catch you later!

#mtg legacy #mtgcombo #mtgbudget #mtgpowerlevel #mtgduallands

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The fall/myth of sisyphus

This week we discussed two stories’ in class “the fall” and "the myth of Sisyphus” by albert camus. Right away within the first few paragraphs I noticed there was something really wrong with Clamence in “the fall”. I don’t know if it’s because I’ve met people like that and they usually end up the worse, or it’s because I like finding something wrong in everything. I might sound like an asshole when I say this but, I don’t like people who are “extremely happy”. I just don’t think it’s possible for somebody to be that happy. It’s not normal, it doesn’t seem healthy, I kind of get creeped out. But then again what is normal nowadays. Everything that wasn’t normal back then, is normal now. Pretty soon what’s not normal now will be normal soon. I’ve always found that people that force happiness are the ones that get burned the most by it. I don’t think that people are always happy or proud of everything they’ve done in their lives. I look back at some of the things I’ve done and wish I could of done things differently. And there’s moments in life I wish I could relive again that I wish I could of stayed in. There’s moments I feel proud of myself that I couldn’t wait for. There’s people I wish would have stayed longer in my life, if I will ever see again, or wonder if they’ll ever forgive me. My point is I don’t think there’s a person on this planet that is one hundred percent completely happy about their lives. We all have stuff we have to deal with on a day to day basis, these things make us think about our life up to that point. I’m not saying people should walk around miserable. I’m saying people go through the day feeling a lot of different things.The whole time I read the story I was thinking about how much Clamence craved validation for the things he did. It was his fuel. Don’t get me wrong validation can be good sometimes, but for everything, that’s not really healthy. He did a lot really nice things for people, but it was so he could say he was a good person. If you know you’re a good person, other people will notice by the things you do or how you carry yourself, real recognize real. You don’t need to put out an announcement everytime you help somebody or constantly tell yourself and others you’re a good person. It’s like he was trying to convince me but it wasn’t working, I saw right through his bullshit. He wasn’t living for himself, he was living for another person he created. I feel like that laugh he would hear was his inner self, laughing at the things he would do, like he was only fooling himself. Something that caught my interest in class was when talking about suicide. There’s a common misconception that people that commit suicide are weak. I was surprised somebody actually said that in class, that people still think that way. But I think it takes a lot of balls to kill yourself. It’s really ignorant to say that, if it’s that easy then show people how it’s really done. But seriously don’t kill yourself.

I don’t understand suicide and I can never understand the mindset behind it or the families that go through it. Usually I can only talk so much about it before I zone out, but I’ll never judge or say something like that because I don’t understand. Man, but it’s crazy you know, it’s really expensive to be born and just as expensive to die. It’s too bad you can’t get a refund for either. The only thing I’m really worried about is how I will die. I don’t want a stupid death like I fell on a rock or something. If I’m going to die like that, I might as well make it worth it and die doing something meaningful.