a/n: written for an oc x canon but not too descriptive looks wise, so i'd figured i'd post
Stan could bet every sweet dollar in his pocket that he could recite each patron's name at this little dingy bar at least ten times over. Which wasn't including the new bartenders he keeps scamming out of a few free drinks.
But he knew he had been to stingier, dirtier places.
God.
It left an even dirtier taste in his mouth thinking about it...
His years were catching up to him, that much was true. From questionable magazines to even more questionable jobs, not to mention never staying in a single place for too long. Not like he had a choice otherwise.
Alright, now he was getting antsy. Combined with the bump and grind of the bar and the people in it made the air thick--too thick.
He needed a damn cigarette...
In between the heat of the bar, he pushed through to the back, grunting as he reached around to fish in his pockets. A huff at the absence of a small-crushed box adding to the chirping sounds of the crickets before he heard something pierce the quiet Oregon air.
The vision of the broad standing in the parking lot was like the sweetest sugar on his tongue.
All gold and glittering she was...
...At least in the places he was really looking.
She reminded him of the girls back home. All mean looks and sweet faces, but from what he could hear it wasn't just the looks.
Now Stan had been at the wrath of a yelling woman countless times in his poor life--more than he could recount--but not quite like this sleaze was getting it. Whatever this poor bastard did he would never wish of doing to this woman in his lifetime. Not that he would think of treating her sideways.
Unfortunately for him, Stan only really noticed he was staring by the time the guy stormed off and he was left with the tense energy of the woman before him.
a/n: bear with me as i can't express a lot of these ideas very well </3 Also he's a difficult man at first through a lot of these but the intense mischaracterization is sickening, so plz dont be afraid to leave feedback (ദ്ദി˙ᗜ˙)
。𖦹°‧ His brain is constantly in overdrive. Even after coming up from the lab, it's out of habit that he mistakenly ignores you in favor of mumbling to himself or thinking of a new test and its subject--which gets old quickly if you ever have something important to share.
。𖦹°‧ Is quick to start over-explaining. Unfortunately, it tends to happen most often if you make a mistake in your facts about anything remotely scientific. He'll go on for hours if you let him, unless he notices your face start to sour...
。𖦹°‧ Still shys away from directly accepting compliments, save for the ones about his knowledge, which he responds to matter-of-factly before replying "Thank You," with a newfound bashfulness after hearing his own voice bounce off the walls. It's become a habit to kiss your cheek after such to redeem himself.
。𖦹°‧ As petty as he is, there have been moments where he decided to work downstairs speaking after arguing. If you do decide to follow him, it'll be a few moments of speaking to his slouched back until it becomes exasperating.
。𖦹°‧ His apologies come through actions more so than words before he works out his ego for himself. On particularly rough nights, he's learned through the motions that he wouldn't rather go to bed angry, although he very well could.
。𖦹°‧ He favors slipping into bed where you don't directly have to face one another in the moment. You could feel his gaze before he acts on it by placing soft kisses on your shoulder. He'll sigh into your skin and hope it'll tell you he's sorry.
。𖦹°‧ He journals instead of addressing the problem. It'll be half an hour of scribbling, marking, and crossing out before he works out what he's trying to say, and when he does say whatever it is, he's undoubtedly earnest.
BIG PRO AN0REXIA ACCOUNT TEACHING GIRLS HOW TO BE AN0REXIC POSTING IN THE COQUETTE TAG
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Gigantic trigger warning for anorexic encouragement/celebration
User @/myfairydiary has an account devoted to giving out their starvation regiment to every mentally ill girl who asks for her "help" and has been actively responsible for the bodily harm of dozens of girls. And she does so with a smile on her face.
She has posted a few times in the coquette tag, along with the fairycore tag, barbie tag, pink aesthetic tag, angelcore tag, and hyper feminine tag. When pro anorexia accounts cross tag like that it's to farm likes, get followers, gain clout, get reblogs, and spread their influence. She has sent her dangerous anorexia encouragement across many other community, exposing it's members to very dangerous beliefs, goals, and inspirations that she wants OTHER PEOPLE to have.
Below is some evidence of the goating, aiding, and celebrating she gives to none anorexia tags and to girls devastated with Anorexia Nervosa.
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As you can see, her account is VERY FAR from the "personal diary safe space" she is dishonestly claiming it is. Not to be rude but she is quite literally pushing these girls into/further into the midst of their disordered eating. The bodies of these young women and others who have followed her ~secret starvation diet~ are being ruined by her, and she's glad for it.
It says it plain as day!! "I'm happy" "Inspiration" "Motivation" "We can do this together" "Never give up". I shutter to even think how much more self harm encouragement goes on in her inbox that she repeatedly reminds her followers to take advantage of.
It's clear by her anorexic romanticization that she is incredibly invested in spreading her specific type of anorexia to other people who are looking to be constantly hungry. Her account is one of the MOST DANGEROUS accounts I've seen on Tumblr. It's even more horrendously scary to see her so joyous over damaging a strangers body with her "tips" along with her being so eager to have other mentally ill girls mimicking her disordered eating habits.
PLEASE REPORT EVERY SINGLE THING ON HER ACCOUNT. DO NOT JUST BLOCK HER. SHE WILL REMAKE AGAIN BECAUSE SHE HAS ALREADY MADE IT KNOWN THAT SHE DOESN'T WANT TUMBLR TO TAKE HER DOPAMINE NUMBERS AWAY FROM HER BUT PLEASE GET HER BANNED ANYWAY. ANYTHING THAT WILL PUSH HER AWAY FROM TARGETING ANTI PRO COMMUNITIES WILL PROTECT A LOT OF GIRLS!
Check out my post to see how to get her banned
Pro anorexia, pro bulimia, and pro disordered eating can be advocated for in different ways, whether it's photos, text, videos, or gifs. Not
summary: maybe having a mysterious pen-pal isn’t so bad.
Insomnia was a plague. Something you couldn’t escape with medication, oils, or even sounds. It’s like your brain was torturing your body as karma for something you’ve done. Maybe it was you killing that spider yesterday or ghosting everyone just so they’d leave you alone. But, you weren’t going to waste your new time trying things that didn’t work, so you eventually turned to a messaging service. Not purposely, it was a pop-up you sleepily clicked on not very concerned if it was a virus or some weird website.
It was a standard looking website, I guess anything you’d expect to see from it. You didn’t really know how to start, you had no one to text and you weren’t very keen on making social interactions with half a mind, luckily though you didn’t have to, for a new notification popped up just as you were scanning your screen.
‘Riddler would like to message you!’ It read.
Edward was no stranger to insomnia either, he struggled to get through his days because he couldn’t relax during his nights, whether it was up working for his actual job or something related to his persona it led to him naturally being energized even during the dark hours of the night, and just like you, he found solace in the website. Edward was never good socially, not by a long shot. So the next best thing was… this.
Edward frequented the website enough to know you weren’t here before, so as it’s new resident welcome committee he took the chance to message you as quick as possible.
You however, we’re facing your own thoughts.
Riddler? What kind of name is riddler? Did you hear it somewhere? Maybe on a forum you surfed through..
And when you clicked the notification another pop-up came,
‘Riddler would like to message you!’
‘Do you accept?’
[Accept] [Decline]
….
[Accepted!]
Your screen went black for a few moments before green text outlined in <..> appeared.
your reader should never ever blush to the eye, because black people (and obviously other races) exist and many can’t blush to the eye
alternatives: get flustered, heat rushes to their face, or they may appear bashful
that is all, please respect all POC because they don’t deserve to be ignored. please don’t be ignorant, thank youuu
mmm also! please think of gn!reader fics. i’m non-binary and it’s so hard to find shit. so please, sincerely, let me read content that pertains to me. and when someone puts “S/O” in a request. don’t make it a fem!reader >:(
(edit: PARDON? where tf did y’all come from? thanks tho <3)
(edit 2: i see y’all encanto hoes liking and reblogging /lh /pos)