literally fucking why.
YOU DIDNT HAVE TO POST MY INABILITY TO SPELL FOR THE ENTIRETY OF TUMBLR TO SEE
I also changed my pfp like.. right after this conversation, but whatever
Gladiatorial Match circa 347 AD (Colorized)
go follow one of my best friends!!!! @citruslullabies :))
(The tags are fandoms she writes!)
the poor man's fandom consumption
Every url that reblogโs will be written in a book and shown to my homophobic dad.ย
*THIS WAS SENT TO A FRIEND. NOT ME*
the friend who received this is too nice to say something about it but i have reached a point now where i have seen them receive so many messages like this that i just can't keep my mouth shut anymore
this is straight up evil behaviour. whatever lighthearted tone this anon thought they were sending this with, i don't care. it's gross in every sense.
i'm speaking directly to whoever sent this now and frankly, if you follow me, non, unfollow me right fucking now because i don't want this energy anywhere near my blog. it hurts enough that you've targeted my friends with it.
listen up because apparently it bears repeating for the millionth fucking time -
FANFICTION AUTHORS ARE HUMAN BEINGS. they have lives and jobs and school and things they struggle with. maybe they've even spoken publicly about their struggles in the hopes their readers would understand them a bit better because at the end of the day this is a community and they have every right to use this space however they fucking want to.
"don't start a fic you can't finish" - literally shut up. shut up! we are not paid to do this, i will start and not finish whatever the fuck i want.
and holy shit, anon. as if this message wasn't disgusting enough, please let me state plainly something you "desperately" need to hear: no robot can give you what a human writer can. and the fact that you even threatened to just go to AI at this point shows how little you care about storytellers and all they provide for you.
again, i don't care if every word of this message was sent in jest or meant to be read playfully. it's not fucking cute. this shit hurts writers and ya'll need to realize that.
if you take time out of your life to send messages like this, you're a bad person. period. this is not how fanfic works, it's not how the world works. if you can wait two-three years for a movie or a new season of your favourite tv show, you can wait a few months for a fanfic to update. or you can wait forever. we literally owe you nothing.
i'm done sugarcoating it, ya'll. disrespectfully, grow up. grow up! enough is enough.
anyway
ideas for tumblr staff
dont remove the boop button
stop banning trans women for no reason
Proof that ace attorney is gay
Miles EDGEworth
DICK gumshoe
pheonix wright.
It was unbelievably loud.
Far too loud.
An earthquake had just started to rung out,
and for the first time ever,
the demon prosecutor,
the one and only,
Miles Edgeworth had ran toward you.
He had most definitely wanted to curl into a ball on the floor, he needed to.
Instead of doing so, he ran to you and hugged you toward his body.
In his PTSD-ridden state, he felt the urge to protect you from his biggest fear.
He treasured you, more than anything. He wouldn't allow you to be hurt like his father was.
Despite his intense quivering, his grip on you was tight, and he didn't plan to let you go until he was sure that you were safe.
border is not mine. and I have no idea where this came from...
it just popped into my head....
Hello! Heard you are looking for requests so here is one! How about one of the hashiras (or all of them saperated) + kagaya (platonic) x ubuyashiki daughter reader? In which reader is kagaya daughter and they are in love with her but haven't told her yet because her health is getting worse from the curse how would they react to finding her passed out on the floor with blood coming out of her mouth?
๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฐ.. :(
๐ ๐ฐ๐จ๐ฎ๐ฅ๐ ๐ฅ๐จ๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐๐จ ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฒ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ ๐๐จ๐ง'๐ญ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฐ๐ซ๐ข๐ญ๐ ๐๐จ๐ซ ๐ก๐ข๐ฆ, ๐ง๐จ๐ซ ๐๐จ ๐ ๐ค๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐จ๐ฐ ๐ก๐'๐ ๐ซ๐๐ฌ๐ฉ๐จ๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐จ ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ฌ. ๐'๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐จ๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ :(
๐๐๐ซ๐ง๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ฌ: ๐๐ฅ๐จ๐จ๐, ๐๐ข๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฌ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ข ๐๐ฎ๐ซ๐ฌ๐ (?), ๐ ๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ญ-๐ญ๐จ๐ง ๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ข๐ง ๐๐ฎ๐ข๐๐ก๐ข๐ซ๐จ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ก๐ข๐ง๐จ๐๐ฎ'๐ฌ ๐ฉ๐๐ซ๐ญ๐ฌ
๐๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐ข๐จ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ฉ: ๐๐ฅ๐๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ข๐ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐จ๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐?
๐๐ฒ๐ฉ๐: ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ง๐จ๐ง๐ฌ
Kyojuro's heart would set itself ablaze, and not in a good way.
He'd run to your side, gently lifting you up and gently holding your head in his lap.
"..๐๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ ๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฆ๐? ๐๐ฎ๐ง๐ฌ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐?" He'd ask in a panicked manner.
Your only response was more blood pooling from your lips.
He'd gently lift you up, taking off his haori and gently wiping your lips before gently holding it under your chin.
He didn't care if it became stained with blood, he could get another one.
He'd only care about your health, and your ability to move as you used to.
Tengen's usual flashiness disappeared.
Panic would cover him, head to toe.
Once regulating himself, he'd come closer to you, gently lifting you up in order for you to not choke on your blood.
For once, he'd be silent. Not a singular word would come from him.
His free hand would gently run through your hair as he'd watch you get the rest of it out.
You could've sworn he wasn't breathing the entire time.
Because when you stopped coughing things up, you could hear him taking a long, hard breath.
Mitsuri's heart broke as she saw you.
She would be at your side before you could even process that she was there.
She'd hold you close, whispering soft things to you as she gently rubbed your back.
She'd stay by your side the entire time.
She'd pat your back every now and again, making sure you were getting it all out.
She'd be silently sobbing, hoping you'd be okay in the end.
Once you stopped, she'd take her haori off, resting it on your shoulders.
Obanai would freeze up, panicking internally.
He didn't know whether to get Shinobu or do something himself.
Kaburamaru would notice this and gently slither off his shoulders to the ground.
He'd slither over to you, using almost all of his snake-like strength to push you up.
Once this happened, Obanai would snap out of it before running to you.
He was trembling, but held you up, as Kaburamaru gently slithered back to Obanai's shoulders.
Fright would be evident in his eyes even after you were okay.
Gyomei wouldn't be able to.. see you.
So he'd hear your coughing, and the liquid escaping your lips and put two (2) and two (2) together.
Tears would spill from his eyes as he'd make his way toward you, lifting you up.
He'd set his beads to the side, gently holding your hair back as he let you let it all out.
Like some of the others, he'd wrap his haori around you.
He'd feel terrible, causing more tears to spill.
As soon as he heard the blood stop hitting the ground, he'd pull you close, gently rubbing your back.
His fists would tighten, and his eyes would widen.
His footing would become unsteady as a gasp released from him.
Now, he wasn't particularly... inept in the whole physical health thing, but he could tell something was clearly wrong.
A small growl would come from him as he'd run to you, gently (well, gently for him) pushing your head downward with one hand and holding you up with the other.
He sat in front of you, a victim to the blood that spewed from you,
But that was fine, nothing he hadn't experienced before.
As soon as you calmed down, he'd pull you close, his arms wrapping around you tightly as he gently rocked the two of you back and forth.
She'd freeze up.
Despite her intellect in the field of the human body, she wouldn't move.
Seeing you like this, reminded her so much of her sister.
Instead of staying to help you, she could help but.. leave.
She ran, as fast as she could back to the butterfly mansion.
She'd breathe heavily, her mind foggy with tears pooling in her eyes.
Her body would tremble as she'd slide down the wall, stopping when she sat on the floor.
He'd gasp lightly, his usual calm and stoic demeanor disappearing.
For the first time in forever, tears would pool in his eyes and gently slip from them.
He'd slowly make his way to you, lifting you up slightly and letting you cough it up.
Out of the corner of your eye, you could see his soft expression and the tears fall from his eyes.
It hurt him so bad to see you like this,
So bad that all he could think of doing was crying as he held you up.
His love for you was so intense, that it could cause him to do things he hadn't done in years.
Muichiro's face wouldn't change.
He wouldn't know what to do.
He loved you, of course, but... how was he to help?
He watched as you choked on your own blood, feeling horrible that he didn't know what to do.
He was only fourteen, would you expect him to know?
He was trained to fight to protect humans from demons, but when it came to protecting the one he loved most?
He didn't know what to do.
This is @g0dwat3r's writing blog! I am a minor, so I will not do NSFW unless you commission it. That is for my own comfort. I am autistic, with dyslexia and discalculia. So, I beg you to be patient with me.
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