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cryptid-writing · 4 months ago

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[A different kind of hero]

Warnings: None at all.

info: Art meets craft.. they get along quite well.

A/N: This is very long so I broke it up into 2 parts. This is the longer of the two, but it's necessary I keep it in tact.

any feedback would be appreciated.

Chapters: [1] [2] [3] [4] [5] [6.1]

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[Chapter 6] Part 2

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There wasn't much to really see in it. It was rather sparse save for some boxes and shelves. A few tables had been set up with computers around the walls. Some larger furnishings were covered with tarp. The back wall was rounded off, and in the center of the room was a short platform. Strange grooves in the flooring of it noted potentially hidden extras. This was proven correct as Otto walked a little deeper and pressed a button on a nearby desk. The shapes marked into the floor by grooves rose up, revealing tables tables. Pressing a few more buttons, the lab really lit up, allowing you a better view.

"This is only the first half. The other half is through that door over there." Otto pointed toward the wall on the same side as the entrance. There was a sturdy door built into the far end of the wall.

"There's nothing to see in there besides some large machines.. and the.. a-arms." He was hesitant and quiet as he said those last three words, a bit afraid to cause you any discomfort as his guest.

"..Wow.. This is.. really cool..!" Your gaze wandering around the room with fascination did quell his mind, however. There may not have been much to see in the lab, but it nevertheless impressed you. It was the first time you’ve ever been in a real lab. Well.. aside from the Connors’ lab you toured in.

“My housing and the renovations for a lab to be installed into it were all funded by Oscorp, as are the machines.” Otto mused, "although, I suppose I own them myself now. I have all the time in the world to tinker with these machines however I see fit." It was an attempt to make a positive out of the situation. The implication that Oscorp would require him no longer hung in the air uncomfortably.

"I'm really sorry about your job."

"Hm? What for? You had nothing to do with it."

"I know.. I just feel bad." You began to fiddle with your hands, looking away.

"That's alright. The job was torment, anyway. Rarely got anything fun out of it despite it being a dream career. I can find better employment within my field elsewhere without Oscorp breathing down my neck now."

You didn't know what else to say, so you remained silent, save for a little hum in acknowledgment of his words. The two of you stood idle in the silence of his lab a moment before Otto cleared his throat.

"An.. Anyways. Now that you know a little about me.. May I know a little about you? Like.. If you don't mind me asking.. Why did you do all that? Saving me.. How did you manage that?"

"Uh.. um.." Suddenly you felt quite put on the spot, "I--" Your mind raced to think of a response, "..I just kinda.. sensed it. Somethin' was wrong, and I followed it to Oscorp.. I climbed up the side of the buildin' and into the busted window to your lab. That's when I found you. I-I didn't know if you were alive a-and it really scared me.. but when I did, I picked you up and carried you out. I just wanted to help."

"You..?" Otto blinked, unable to hide the fact he looked you up and down. His mind processing and calculating, dumbfounded by what you had told him, "You managed to do all of that? ..That's quite the superpower you have. Are you, perhaps, a new superhero? If so, then.. perhaps I could--"

You regretted how fast you responded, "Oh, no! I.. I-I mean.. I could never handle that kind of work.. What I did already was more than what I was able to handle.."

"Oh.." He sounded rather disappointed, which only served to make you feel even more regret.

"..I mean.. it'd be cool if I was. I don't even have a costume, though.. I'm not a fighter.. I can't even throw a punch.."

"..Well.. I could help with the costume.. I-If you're willing to allow? I was just about to suggest it." When he received no answer beyond a surprised yet puzzled reaction, he continued speaking, "It would be a better level of payment than simply just repairing your other clothing. After all, I owe you my life."

Otto remained on his side of the lab, allowing you the freedom and space to consider his offer. You only stood there in silence. Your hands held at your chest, fiddling with your fingers in anxious thought. A small part of him wished he could read your expression.

"..I.." You began, your quiet voice cracking through the tense air between you, "..I'd really appreciate that.. Thank you." It felt bad to keep receiving from someone who got nothing in return, but you had already come this far.

Otto seemed hesitant at first but quickly perked up. It wasn't every day that a small project idea of his was ever accepted.

"Oh, wonderful! Now, uhm. Where to begin--" He shuffled quickly around the room, rummaging through the drawers of a desk and cabinet, retrieving some pencils and paper, "I've never designed any clothing before, nor have I made any, b-but I think I can manage." Carrying the newly acquired items, he walked back to you and pulled out a chair from a nearby desk and motioned for you to sit, "Come, have a seat. We can brainstorm some ideas and go from there. Do you have anything in mind?"

You stared at the doctor and the papers on the desk, not having moved yet from your spot. Hands gripping the strap of your bag tightly a moment as your mind raced. It was at a sudden idea that you began to move. Taking your place across from the man, you pulled out your phone from your bag and opened up your drawing app.

"I'm better digitally." You mutter shyly, "Uhm.. let me get a base started."

Otto merely watched in curious awe as you moved your fingers to quickly and well-trained across the screen, sketching out the shape of a human figure. Copy, paste, flip, and edit.. in no time at all, you had completed your base.

"You're quite good at that." Was all Otto could say.

"Thanks."

"Now, do you have any ideas? I'm more accustomed to crafting machinery and tools than I am with costume design.."

"No.. sorry, I don't know where to begin.. uh.. I would like to look cute and friendly, though.."

"Hm.." his eyes wander in thought from you to the paper, to the door leading upstairs, then back to you before speaking up again with an idea, "Would you mind if I made a start? I think I have something in mind we could work with as a starting off point."

"Sure, go ahead." You were curious now.

As Otto began to sketch out the idea he had, you leaned in to watch. While he wasn't much of an artist, his skills weren't too bad. You could tell, however, that his way of using a pencil was more for drawing blueprints and making notes. The movements were more mathematical and rigid, a far cry from your more free-flowing style that most artists had. Aside from the quality, you observed the content of what he drew. After one sketch, Otto paused. He took a quick glance up at your masked face, searching your unreadable expression. Brows knitting and eyes squinting with another idea as he moved on to another sketch on the page.

The look of it still didn’t feel quite right. Nothing super heroic about it. He tapped the end of the pencil to his chin, his front teeth just barely digging into the soft eraser as he thought again. Finally, he had one last idea. Moving to a new empty space on the page, he started to sketch once more. He sat more upright with a little pride and turned the paper for you to view it better.

“What do you think?”

“Oh..!”

It was this final sketch that gave you quite a big idea. Perking up and fumbling with your phone, you went back to the app and started a new layer to draw your costume on. There wasn’t too much you changed or added. Puffed shorts that connect and sag around the knee create a unique silhouette. Markings on the thighs that could be pockets and a belt with a circular buckle. Upon the buckle is a peculiar little design, the abstract face of a sloth. The vest and sleeves and even the mask from Otto’s own sketches were present within your new design. There was a black zip-up vest with a green v-shape across the chest and 2 brown stripes around the waist on either side. The legs were black with a green gradient from the foot to the knee, and a yellow stripe separated the toes, which were given lines to resemble more claws.

Otto was quite fascinated by how quickly you managed to draw and color all of that on your phone so well. Adjusting his glasses as you finished and handed over your phone for him to see it.

"Well now.. This is some remarkable work!"

You couldn't help the little smile at his compliment. Even if he couldn't see it, he could hear a small giggle escape you.

"It will be a bit of work, but I think we can manage this. Although," he laid the phone back down and twisted it for you to see as he explained, "It appears we may need to make this into a 2-piece outfit if we're going to make it work." He pointed to where the knees of the shorts and legs met, "Perhaps not spandex itself, but some other material could work for an under layer. Do you think.. you could design that for me?"

You nodded your head curtly and took your phone back again. Another layer and another several minutes later, and you slid it back over for review once more. The design was a little fancy, but what really caught his eye was the hands. He even questioned if they were finger-less, but you corrected him.

"Oh, no, it's fully covered. I thought it'd be cute if it looked like the claws a bit."

He had to agree. It did look cute.

"Well, all we need now is an idea of what it looks like from behind, and then we can begin with measurements and go from there. I'll leave that to you while I go look for something to measure with."

As Otto left, you continued to draw. Drawing always helped to keep you calm and think. Distracts the mind, getting absorbed in the process of design. Within the time it took Otto to retrieve his things and return, you had finally finished your work. Each element had been separated into its own folder of layers as well as additional notes on the design to make it comfortable for you. You were most proud of the hole in the back of the full head mask for your hair.

"I did a li'l extra tweakin' on it. I think I'm actually kinda happy with it.. I hope it's not too complicated..?"

"Oh? Have you? Let me have a look-see."

As Otto sat his things down on the table and found his seat again, he took one final look at your work.

"To say I'm impressed would be quite the understatement. This is really good!" His face lit up with awe at the work you had done and even more as you explained the layers as he flipped through them to see all that you had done, "I'm sure we can find a way to make this all work out just fine. O-Or at least as much as possible."

Otto handed your phone back to you and reached into his supplies for the measuring tape. He hesitated when turning back to face you, giving you a quick, nervous look before nodding his head.

"I'll, uhm, need you to stand up for this. I'll need to take your measurements, after all."

The tension grew a bit awkward then, but you complied. Standing from the desk and walking around to stand a bit closer to the doctor as he unfurled the tape. From this close, his height was all the more obvious as your eyes were down-turned to see his face. It was only a moment that you looked at him, but as soon as he glanced up at you and your eyes met that, you jolted and looked away. He cleared his throat just as you did.

"This.. Th-This is only going to take a moment. If you don't mind." With a hand, he lifted your arms out like that of a scarecrow, "I’m just going to measure your limbs, if that’s alright?”

“Yeah, that’s fine.”

“I’ll give you the tape when I’m done, and we can get the rest of your measurements. For now.. hold still.” And with that, he stretched out the tape and began measuring your arms. You couldn’t help the memory of high school cropping up in your mind. Getting your measurements now feels no different from then.. aside from the lack of a potential audience. Luckily, Otto was quick with his hands and took a few steps away from you as he finished up. Offering you the tape with a smile. You took it with a small thanks.

“The final measurements will be your.. uhm.. y-your hips, waist.. and bust.”

He didn’t look at you as he struggled to speak that last bit. You couldn’t blame him, though.

Since you had done this once before, you knew what to do and got right to work wrapping the tape around your body. Calling out the final numbers the doctor needed, and he jotted them down with the rest. Dropping the tape off onto the desk, he turned back to you with a glance and a smile, holding up the paper.

“Well, now that that’s done, I think I can continue patching up your other costume, and we can decide upstairs what we’ll do for the next step.” he led you back out to the living room as he continued, “Firstly, we’ll need the materials-- I already have a few things in mind that could be good, but I’ll need to know what colors to use.”

“Browns and blacks would be good. More natural colors.. like a sloth. Bits of green, too, since they often have moss growing in their fur for camouflage, and ‘cause they’re so slow.” you responded. Your nerves from the start have dissolved away by this point, and you’ve become relatively comfortable. You’ve even nearly forgotten all about how awkward it was that you were still wearing your masks. Even Otto, himself, seemed more at ease, too, by this point.

This whole experience thus far has been surprisingly enjoyable, all things considered. Sitting back down where you had first sat when you arrived, you kept your attention on the doctor. He prattled on about various questions and topics as he picked up where he left off on patching up your clothes, and you responded whenever necessary to his inquiries. The time passed by comfortably enough, a little laughter shared between the two of you, and soon enough, your outfit was fully patched. He held it up to marvel at his work before handing it back to you to place back into your bag.

“Well, now,” he began, “I suppose it’s time you get to heading back. It’s been..” he trailed to check his watch, his expression went from a calm little smile to a flash of fear and surprise, “O-Oh dear! Has it really gotten this late? Have you really been here this long?”

“Oh, crap--! Yeah, I really need to get back!” his surprise was enough to make you also aware of how much time had passed since you had arrived, entering your own state of mild panic, making “The sun’s gonna start setting soon.. I really gotta hurry before--!”

“O-Oh, no! It’ll be much too late by the time you get back to the city limits, even by bus! That one has never been too reliable. Please, a-allow me to take you there myself? I’d feel horrible allowing you to go home alone like that. It’s unsafe.”

“..Well that’s true.. but how? Do you have a car or somethin’?”

“I do, yes. It’ll be better than having you walking around with, well..” he gestures slightly with his hand at his face as he looks at you, “that on your face. It’d be awkward, and I don’t want any more discomfort between us.”

“..Heh, you do have a point..” You felt a little self-conscious now, being reminded of your facial coverings. Your head turned down in embarrassment but lifted again at the reiteration of his question.

“So.. Would you allow me to drive you? I-I understand fully if you’d like me to drive you to someplace nearby and not directly to where you live. I’m still a stranger to you, after all.”

“I know you’re not a bad guy,” you said quickly, but realizing how that might be a little weird, you added, “I-I mean-- You’ve been really nice to me, so.. I don’t mind if you took me.” You didn’t know how to explain the senses you had.. you didn’t even know if you should.

He shot you a quizzical look at your initial comment but was relieved and a bit flattered by your acceptance of his offer. He beamed and stood up, offering his hand to help you up from your chair.

“Excellent. Come, I’ll show you the way.”

“Thanks, and okay..!”

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The ride back to the city was a relatively quiet one. Music was playing on the radio as you gave Otto directions from your phone to a destination not too far from your apartment. The two of you agreed to meet up there to make the trip to and from his home all the easier for you. Especially concerning the protection of your identity and your general comfort. Upon arrival, you both bid the other farewell and made plans on your next visit. Making note of it on your phone, you waved goodbye and removed your masks as soon as he drove off, taking in the cool evening air. Despite the buzzing nerves, you were oddly a bit excited to do this. Thoughts of what the finished product would be like flashed through your mind as you made your way back home.

The meeting came and went, laying down the foundations of what materials were needed as well as estimates of how long it would take. Further visits were planned subsequently throughout nearly the whole month. It was fun watching as scraps and cloths and metal were meticulously cut, sewn, and molded into shape. You offered and did all you could to aid in the process. Hand sewing some elements with his gentle instructions. Pockets of tan, yellow, and brown decorated the thighs, all done mostly by you. A brown patch, too, on the back of the small yellow-furred hooded green vest. Otto handled the bulk of the creation, however. He was quite diligent on following your request to make the costume look cute and friendly. Emotive eyes on the mask were a detail he was quite proud of.

The costume was nearing completion, and the two of you had become more comfortable and familiar with one another throughout the process. You even shared what you knew about your abilities, even going so far as to demonstrate them with the doctor taking notes with a deep fascination. It was all valuable information that added to the production.

Soon enough, the costume was complete, and you were waiting in the living room of Otto’s place until he was ready for you. You had begun to wander, gazing at the decorations and photos. He seemed to have an affinity for aquatic life, eying two small and cute ceramic octopuses on one shelf with a smile. You turned your head to another shelf, your eyes being drawn to a particular set of photos. One showed Otto and Norman Osborn at what you assumed was a science conference.. You weren’t sure. Another showed Otto at a graduation ceremony, a smile on his face, and a rolled up diploma held firmly in hand. You couldn’t help but smile back at it.

The last photo was more interesting. It showed Otto standing next to another taller man, both of them in lab coats. The other man was older with circular glasses perched on his hooked nose, a chain falling from the frames around his neck. One hand held a fancy cane that if you leaned and squinted looked like a bird, his other hand placed familiarly on Otto’s shoulder. Despite the rather plain coat, he had a rather striking look to him..

“Something catch your eye?”

You shuffled back with a gasp when the doctor suddenly spoke beside you. He apologized with a small jolt of his own, not expecting you to have reacted like you had. You noted in his hands was a rag, likely one from his lab he was just in. He spoke again, turning to look toward the photos you were gazing at.

“Hm.. I should text him as soon as I get a new phone..” Otto muttered quietly to himself as he looked at the redhead in the photo. You were hesitant, but your curiosity was piqued.

“..Is he someone important?”

“Hm? Oh, well, I’d say so. He’s a good friend of mine. Business partner, too. Despite how he may appear, he’s quite a considerate and friendly man. A brilliant mind, too, taught me a few things since hire. He's one of the best things to happen to me in Oscorp for the past nearly 10 years.”

You hummed in understanding, looking back at the photo. Eying the man’s face a moment before Otto spoke up again.

“Well, anyway-- I’ve got your costume all set in the lab and ready for fitting.” he fiddled with the rag as he spoke, holding out his hand in the direction of his lab with a smile, “I’m very excited about this.”

“Me, too.” You happily followed him downstairs.

Just as Otto had said, the costume was set up on a table. Laid out neatly was every part they created. Mask, under suit, over suit, belt, and hooded vest. There were two small boxes off to the side on the same table. It didn’t concern you, though, as your eyes were glued to the costume in awe.

“Ooohh!!” Eyes wide as you rushed over to the table to get a better look, leaning and looking it over with excitement, “It looks so cool all put together!”

“I’ve set up a little dressing area behind the curtains over there for you to try it on whenever you’re ready. I’d like to know if I need to make any minor adjustments.”

“Okay!” Wasting no time you gathered up the costume and rushed behind the curtains. It was a bit awkward to be changing your clothes in his lab like this, but you appreciated his consideration to build you a spot for some privacy. You made quick work at doing away with your face coverings and any other clothing that would get in the way. Slipping into the under suit, you marveled at how breathable and stretchy it was.

All the while, you were getting dressed. Otto had gone to a different corner of the lab. Examining some notes and blueprints he had been fussing over on his own time. It shouldn’t have been too hard to create, but some of the materials he would need were.. well.. difficult to come by. He called out to you after a few moments.

“You’ve probably already noticed, and its not like you’d be needing them, but I’m terrible sorry I couldn’t make those claws you designed. This little project would have taken a lot longer to complete otherwise, and I’d have been more than happy to do it. However..”

As he turned around, he paused as you stepped out in full costume. The lenses on the mask give quite a cute expression as you adjust your hair, pulling it out from the vest. He was very pleased to know the simple tracking worked perfectly.

“That’s okay. The rest of it fits really well! It’s really cute and comfortable. It’s so cool I’m actually wearin’ this! Sorry, what were you saying?”

“I-It is? Why, thank you..!” Otto beamed and fiddled shyly with his glasses a moment. He wasn’t all that used to having such enthusiasm in regard to his creations. It wasn’t a very common reaction he got back at Oscorp, “Y-Yes. I-- I was just saying,” Walking back toward the table, he picked up one of the two boxes you noted before and brought it to you, “I was able to create something else.”

With your gaze turned toward the box, he popped it open. Inside was a set of long wrist bands that shared the same colors as your costume. A small yellow device sat on the top with a little button attached by a short wire. He sat the box down on the table and pulled the bands out to present them.

“I am most proud of these.”

“What are they?”

“Well.. Let’s call them ‘vine shooters’.”

“Vine?”

“Yes. You see.. Over the past week while you were away, I got this wonderful idea. Now, I know they don’t actually climb or hang from vines, but I thought you might find it fun to use.” As he spoke, he motioned for your arm and helped to slide it on. He turned your hand palm up once it was attached, “There’s a little slit here on the grip pad where this little button fits.” He slipped it in, then stepped back to give you some room.

“I’ll let you see what happens when you press it. I’ve already tested it myself to make sure it actually worked. Go ahead and point your wrist at that pipe over there. Palm down, of course.”

Just as you were asked, you took as good an aim as you could at the pipe he pointed out. Using your ring and middle fingers, you pressed the button, feeling it click satisfyingly. All in a moment, a yellow metallic chain with green leaf-like décor sprung out from the wrist mounted device. The chain encircled the pipe in seconds, latching onto itself with a little clawed hook at the end. Words could not express how amazing that was to you, though you still let out a little‘Whoa..!’

“Vines! Just as strong as my actuators, they’d be nearly impossible to break. So, you won’t need to worry about your strength as you hold onto it! What, uhm.. What do you think of it?”

“This is so awesome! I REALLY love this! Thank you so much!” You chirped, beaming beneath the mask. Otto’s nerves were put at ease, knowing his hard work was so well received.

“I-I’m glad to hear that..! And thank you, too, for letting me make it all! It was nice to have something to do while looking for new work. Kept the hands and mind nice and occupied.” He lifted the remaining box as he spoke and showed you what was inside.

“By the way, those vines are very special and come in these little cartridges. They can be reused at any time, but I made a bunch just in case. You never know.”

“Ah, thanks..! And yeah, sometimes things can happen. Get lost or broke. I get it. I don’t know if I’ll be able to use any of this, but it’s cool to have it at least. I really appreciate everything.”

“No worries, that’s alright. You don’t need to use it, but,” checking the time on his watch, “Seeing as it’s almost getting late, I don’t think you’ll be using it to get home, either.”

“Ah.” You pulled your phone out from one of the costume’s pockets where you had stashed it earlier to see what time it was for yourself, “Wow, you’re right. Time really does fly when you’re having fun.”

Otto laughed at that.

“Indeed. Now, I’ll go grab my coat and keys while you get changed.”

“Alright! I’ll meet you upstairs.”

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As you worked on stashing your costume into your bag downstairs, Otto couldn’t help but return back to that photo of him and his friend. It’s been a while since..

“..I’ll get a new phone while I’m out.. give the ole worrywart a text.”

#my writing #doc ock x you #otto octavius #doc ock #long post

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rustycopper4use · 2 years ago

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It’s Always Been You (2.0)

It’s Always Been You

(Kyoya x male reader story)

2 3 4

Background Info:

Here’s the main things about my y/n, first off his mom runs multiple casinos well known across Japan. Y/n is roughly 16-17, and lives alone.

Chapter One -A New Host!-

The marble walls shone and echo the steps of a particular brunette searching this seemingly endless high school.

After another failed attempt at finding a quiet place to study, it felt as if every room felt students doing everything except doing work, finding ways to waste the mounts of free time they possess.

Finally, the now mildly annoyed brunette gets to a supposedly empty music room, having no other options left, they open the door.

They’re greeted by a burst of light accompanied with a rush of rose petals, and—

“Welcome!”

The brunette was greeted by the school's very own host club.

“This is a host club?” The brown haired questioned

Two ginger twins spoke ignoring the student.

“Wow, it’s a boy!”

“Hikaru, kaoru, I believe this young man is in the same class as you, isn’t he?” Kyoya asked, already knowing the answer.

The twins thought a minute before dryly saying.

“Yeah, but he’s shy. He doesn’t act very sociable, so we don’t know much about him.”

“Well that wasn’t very polite.”

Kyoya ootori tilted his head studying the commor.

“Welcome to the Ouran Host Club, Mr. Honor student.” Finally giving attention to the now very confused student.

Before he could even respond, a now very eager blonde speaks.

“What? You must be Haruhi Fujioka! You're an exceptional honor student we’ve heard about.”

Haruhi, very uncomfortable with the spotlight on him asks.

“How do you know my name?”

“Well how wouldn’t we know about you?” Y/n asked Haruhi, clearly not getting through to him.

“Why, you're infamous, it’s not every day that a commoner gains entrance into our academy.”

He continues,

“You must have an audacious nerve to work hard enough to fight your way into this school as an honor student Mr. Fujioka.” Kyoya spoke clearly, hitting a nerve with Haruhi, who was barely processing anything.

“Well uh, thank you I guess” Haruhi was slowly getting a migraine at this point.

The spotlight shifts over to the blonde.

“You're welcome. You're a hero to other poor people, Fujioka. You've shown the world that even a poor person can excel at an elite private academy.” He now just prancing around, akin to a peacock.

“It must be hard for you to constantly be looked down upon by others."

“I think you're taking this ‘poor’ thing too far.” Haruhi gets frustrated with the group.

Tamaki ignores the feedback and keeps going.

“Spurned. Neglected. But that doesn’t matter now. Long live the poor! We welcome you, poor man, to our world of beauty.” Clearly not getting a hint.

“I’m outta here.” Haruhi started to back away from the intrusive host club.

Mitsukuni starts going towards the fleeting brunette.

“Hey! Come back here Haru-chan! You must be like a superhero or something. That’s so cool!”

Haruhi rebuttals.

“I’m not a hero. And who are you calling ‘Haru-chan’?!” Haruhi has started to reach his limit with these rich people.

Tamaki starts talking.

“I never would’ve imagined the famous scholar would be so openly gay.”

Y/n interjects.

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

Haruhi, who would rather be anywhere but here, asked.

“Openly, what?”

Tamaki ignoring Haruhi for the third time starts.

“So tell me what kind of guys are you into.” Invading the personal space of a very shaken Haruhi.

“Do you like the strong, silent type? The boy Lolita?” He gestured to the duo.

“How about the mischievous type, maybe the space cadet or the cool type.”

Y/n looks at Kyoya who’s writing in his sleek black notebook.

“Really space cadet? I don’t think I’m that bad at focusing.” Y/n who is now picking at his bitten nails.

“Really now, what’s the honor student's name?” Kyoya closed his book focusing on him now.

“….” Y/n looks off to the side racking his brain for anything.

“It’s Haruhi.” Kyoya said plainly.

Y/n went back to listening to Tamaki and Haruhi, quietly accepting defeat.

“Uh… I, uh… it’s not like that, I was just looking for a quiet place to study.” Stammered getting backed into a va corner.

Tamaki is still not getting the hint. And getting even closer to Haruhi.

“Or maybe… You’re into a guy like me. What do you say?” Scaring Haruhi.

“Wait the vas-” before Y/n could finish, the elegant blue and white vase shattered by the brunette, despite his attempts of saving.

“Never mind..” Y/n mumbled before getting overlooked by the twins.

“Aww..” the twins whined, now towering over the distressed honor student.

Y/n starts.

“We were supposed to feature that renaissance vase in the school's upcoming auction.”

Kaoru adds.

“Oh, now you’ve done it, commoner. The bidding on that vase was supposed to start at eight million yen!”

Haruhi, who is pale as a ghost, frantically runs the number through her head.

“Eight million yen!? How many thousand yen is that? How many thousands are in a million?”

“Uh I’m gonna have to pay you back…” defeat filling his entire body.

The twins adding salt to a wound, states.

“With what money? You can’t even afford a school uniform.” Hitting the point home to an already stressed commoner.

“You're going to end up paying us one way or another.” Y/n shrugs, thinking of other options.

“Well, what do you think we should do about this Tamaki?” Kyoya looked at Tamaki who is now dramatically sitting in a chair.

“There’s a famous saying you may have heard Fujioka, ‘when in Rome, you should do as the Romans do.’ Since you have no money, you can pay with your body. That means starting today, you’re the Host Club’s dog.”

Haruhi is now just a shell of a person, talking to himself over his current situation and comes of it.

Mitsukuni pokes Haruhi, no reaction.

“I think we killed him.” Y/n waves his hand over Haruhi’s blank face.

The next day….

The sounds of chatter danced across the elegant walls, filled with girls who have too much time on their hands. And hosts who also have way too much time on their hands.

Tamaki is entertaining his usual customers, who are just hanging on to his every word. When a voice grabs his attention.

“May I have a word with you Tamaki?” Seika Ayanokoji spoke.

She continues. “I’ve recently heard the club is keeping a little kitten without a pedigree.” She spoke with underlying bitterness.

“I don’t know if I’d call him that.” Tamaki responded.

Haruhi walks in the bustling room with a paper bag. Along with y/n, helping carry the extra groceries.

“Speak of the devil!” Tamaki declared.

“Thanks for doing the shopping little piglet. Did you get everything on the list?” Tamaki Turing his full attention on the male.

“What? Piglet?” Haruhi questioned.

Tamaki snatched the bag out of Haruhi’s hand before inspecting a brown container.

“Hey, wait a minute, what’s this?” Tamaki studies the container, puzzled by it.

“Just what it looks like. It’s coffee” Haruhi deadpanned.

An unbelieving Tamaki inspects the suspicious coffee before speaking again.

“I’ve never seen this brand before. Is this the kind that’s already ground?”

“What do you mean? It’s instant coffee.” Haruhi is baffled by the lack of awareness coming from the blonde.

The girls who’ve been listening the entire time but in.

“It’s instant?”

“Tamaki, it’s the kind you add hot water to powder.” Y/n explains, before Tamaki could say anything.

“I didn't know there was such a thing” a girl said in shock. Another girl joins in.

“So it is true then. Poor people don’t have enough time to grind their own coffee beans” said as if it was a revolutionary concept.

Kyoya appears out of the blue and adds his thoughts.

“Commoners are pretty smart.”

Twins join in the chaos taking the instant coffee in their own hands.

“Hundred grams for three-hundred yen.”

“That’s a lot less than what we normally pay.”

Haruhi, fed up with the commotion over coffee, takes the coffee back.

“I’ll go back and get something else. Excuse me for not buying you guys expensive coffee.” Frustration leaking with every word.

But before Haruhi could do so, Tamaki stood with dozens of other eyes peering at the coffee.

“No, I’ll keep it.” He said, causing a multitude of gasps from the guests.

“ I’m going to give it a try.” Causing more shock throughout the pretentious group.

“I will drink this coffee!” He stood lifting the coffee in the air. An array of applause erupted at Tamaki's display of bravery.

A dumb founded Haruhi stood there as he was made to make ‘commoners coffee’ for everyone.

“I’ll help yo-“ y/n gets talked over by a bitter redhead.

“Oh Tamaki, now you’re taking the joke too far. Your palette won’t be able to stomach that crap. You don’t have to drink it just because he bought it.”

Haruhi paused and looked at the girl. But the redhead continued.

“Sorry I’m just talking to myself.” She said staring daggers at him

“Haruhi!” Tamaki called. Causing Haruhi to rush over to the demand of the group.

After a few minutes multiple teacups are placed before Tamaki and the rest.

“Let the tasting begin!”

As girls spoke their concerns with this mysterious instant coffee, Tamaki quickly charmed the girls out of their fear.

After everyone went back to their usual duties, leaving Haruhi and y/n watching everyone do their job.

“Shouldn’t you be entertaining your guests.” Haruhi look to see the twins doing their typical routine.

“I don’t have a lot of guests so most of the time I just end up doing nothing ” Y/n answered.

Mitsukuni walks in with Mori behind him. Causing Haruhi a lot of confusion.

“Is that boy really a third year student?”

“Honey-senpai may seem young and childish, but he's a prodigy.” Y/n said.

Causing Kyoya to come out of his place of hiding.

“And mori-senpai’s allure is his strong and silent disposition.” Kyoya added

“Uh..” Haruhi is barely understanding anything.

Mitsukuni grabs Haruhi’s attention.

“Haru-chan!”

Causing Haruhi to yelp not expecting Honey-senpai.

“Hey Haru-chan, do you want to go and have some cake with me?” Honey asked, looking up at Haruhi.

“Thanks, but I don’t really like cake.” Haruhi stammered.

Honey holds up a pink fuzzy bunny up to Haruhi.

“Then how would you like to hold my bunny Usa-chan?” Honey gave the sweetest puppy eyes.

“I'm not into bunnies.” Haruhi politely declined.

“Are you saying you don’t like Usa-chan?” Honey looked as if he was about to cry.

“I- I guess he is kinda cute, huh?”

The bunny gets shoved into Haruhi’s hands.

“Take care of him, okay?” Honey giggles before running off to cater to the guests.

Kyoya, without looking up from his book, starts talking again.

“You’ll notice that our club utilized each man’s unique characteristics to cater to the desire of the guests. Just so you know, Tamaki is number one around here, he's the king. His request rate is seventy percent.”

“What’s this world coming to?” Haruhi exasperated.

Kyoya continues.

“And in order to pay back your eight million yen debt with us, you will act as the Ouran Host Club’s dog until you graduate.”

“I’m sorry I mean errand boy, you can run away If you want Haruhi, but just so you know, my family employs a private police force of 100 officers. By the way, do you have a passport?” Kyoya looked up from his notebook.

“Huh?”

Tamaki appears behind Haruhi,

“You're gonna have to work hard to pay off that debt. My little nerd~.” Tamaki cooed into Haruhi’s ear.

Haruhi understandably jumps up and backs away from the prince.

“Never do that again.” He said hyperventilating.

“Tamaki please don’t make me use a spray bottle again.” Y/n states pinching his eyes in frustration.

Tamaki once again ignores Y/n.

“You need a makeover or girls won’t ever look twice at you.”

“Yeah well I’m not trying to get girls to look at me.” Haruhi argues with the dense blonde.

After Tamaki goes into a rant about how important it is to be a gentleman to the ladies and other nonsense, Haruhi speaks his reason why.

“ I just don’t think it’s that important.” Causing Tamaki to be more puzzled at the concept.

“Why should I care about appearances and labels anyway? I mean what really matters is what’s on the inside right? I don’t understand why you even have a host club like this.” Haruhi bluntly said, striking a nerve with Tamaki.

“Cruel reality isn’t it?” Tamaki asked.

After what felt like hours of a one sided debate, Haruhi finally stopped Tamaki.

“Oh did I strike a cord?” Tamaki smirked.

“Obnoxious!” Haruhi said, breaking the blondes heart.

Twins laughing came over to Haruhi.

“You’re a hero alright!”

“ I’m sorry Senpai, but your lesson did strike a chord with me.” Haruhi politely explained. Causing Tamaki’s mood to boost up.

“Really? It did? Let me show you more. My friend.”

“He got over that quick.”

“Boss?” The twins looked towards tamaki

“Call me king.” Tamaki corrected.

The twins carry on.

“You can teach him the basics of hosting but.. he’s not going to get very far with the ladies if he doesn’t look the part you know. He’s not exactly host club material.” The twins proceeded to remove the honor students' glasses.

Revealing a gorgeous face behind the specs.

“Hey! I need those. I used to have contacts but I lost them on the first day of school.” Haruhi explained but it came to deaf ears.

Tamaki snapped his fingers.

“Hikaru, Kaoru.”

“Got it!”

The twins ran off while Tamaki sent out more orders.

“Kyoya, my hairstylist. Mori senpai, go to the eye doctor and get him contact lenses.”

As the others went off it left y/n and Honey-senpai left.

“What about us Tama-chan?” Honey asked innocently.

“Honey senpai.” Tamaki said.

“Yes sir!” Honey responded.

“You…go have some cake”

“Looks like it’s just me and you-…” y/n starts but honey-senpai is off sadly eating cat with Usa-chan.

“Never mind… I guess.”

The twins come back and throw Haruhi into a changing room along with the purple uniform. Causing the twins to get thrown out by Haruhi.

Everyone gathered around the changing room waiting with bated breath until-

“Um, senpai?”

“Aren’t you done changing yet?” Tamaki asked.

“Are you sure it’s really okay for me to keep this uniform?” Haruhi is fidgeting with the cuffs on his sleeves.

Tamaki rushes closer to Haruhi along with everyone else.

“Cute! You're as pretty as a girl! Adorable!” Tamaki said tears welled in his eyes.

“You think he knows?” Y/n questioned tilting his head towards Kyoya.

“Highly unlikely.” He said

“Haru-chan you look so cute!”

“If we had known that’s how you really look… we would’ve helped you way sooner.” The twins say, looking at the new Haruhi.

“Who knows, maybe he’ll draw in some new customers.” Kyoya chimes in.

“ You know, that’s just what I was thinking. Our errand boy is moving up in the ranks. Starting today, you are an official member of the Host Club. I will personally train you to be a first-rate host. If you can get 100 customers to request your service, we will completely forget about your eight million debt!”

“A host?” Haruhi is shocked at what is happening.

Haruhi is now at a table surrounded by girls, getting asked a multitude of questions. At the start he stumbles through, really unsure of what to do. After a while Haruhi starts talking about his long gone mom, which causes the girls to grow emotional and become attached to the new host.

Tamaki is spying on Haruhi over the sofa blatantly ignoring his guests.

“Why is he so popular?” Tamaki question.

“He’s a natural.” Kyoya calmly spoke.

“No training needed.” Y/n agreed.

“Unlike you y/n.” The twins teased.

“I wasn’t that bad on my first day!” Y/n argued. The twins have a knowing glance and started laughing.

A familiar voice breaks Tamaki’s attention.

“Have you forgotten about me?” Seika said, jealousy painted over her face.

Tamaki quickly regained composure, and responded.

“Oh, no. Sorry princess. I’m just a little concerned about our newest host.”

Her eyes narrow and look at the host.

“Well that’s obvious Tamaki. You sure have been keeping an eye on him.” Her tone grew more bitter.

“Of course I have to. I’m training him to be a gentleman like me!” He declares.

The other girls giggle and Tamaki calls over Haruhi.

Haruhi excuses himself and goes to Tamaki.

“What’s up?”

“I'd like you to meet someone. This is my regular guest, Princess Ayanokoji.”

He gestures towards the girl.

“Miss, it's a pleasure to meet you.” He politely smiled.

Tamaki fussed over Haruhi again but this time refusing to let go despite the protests from the male.

Causing Haruhi to call out for Mori-senpai’s help.

Mori rushes over to the two and swiftly lifts Haruhi away from Tamaki. Surprising Haruhi in the process.

“Mori-senpai you really didn’t have to go that far.”

“Come on little one, let daddy give you a hug!” Tamaki is now back to babying Haruhi.

“I’ve already got a dad, I don't need another one!”

Later on the next day the club continues except now with the lack of Haruhi.

And as you would expect Tamaki is worried, and asking all of the hosts on the whereabouts of him yet to no luck.

Finally he asked y/n.

“I believe he’s looking for his bag last time I checked.”

Tamaki runs off to look for him.

Y/n look around the room for a host who isn’t busy. As luck would have it the twins were free.

“Hikaru, Karuo! Wanna play cards?” Y/n called out to the two.

They walked over as Y/n set up the game.

“What do you want to bet with this time?” Y/n said finishing dealing the cards.

After a few rounds, the twins grew bored and ended up wandering off to do who knows what.

The end of the day comes and y/n packs up and starts to head home. But as y/n went by the crystal windows he saw Haruhi and Tamaki in the school pond drenched in water with Haruhi’s bag emptied across the water. He smiled and continues his walk.

Haruhi is now stuck hosting with the redhead girl. The tension was deathly uncomfortable. It was clear to anyone they didn’t like each other.

Glass shattered along with screams.

“No, Haruhi! Leave me alone! Somebody help, he just attacked me!” She whined, causing the entire room to look at her and Haruhi who is now on top of her.

“Somebody do something! Teach this commoner a lesson!” She yells more.

The twins pour water on the two, shutting the princess up.

“Why did you do that? Do something, Tamaki, Haruhi just assaulted me!” She tried putting on the victim act.

“I’m disappointed in you. You threw his bag into the pound, didn’t you?” Tamaki said no longer having his usual cheerful smile.

She was taken aback and try to turn things around.

“You don’t know that. Do you have any proof I did?” She argued the act slowly slipping

As he finally kicked her out permanently, the last people now in the room after all this was just the hosts.

Tamaki turns to Haruhi who is still soaked in water.

“Hmmm.. now how am I going to punish you after all it is your fault. I got it! Your quota is now 1000!”

“Haruhi here kyoya helped me get another uniform” y/n hands Haruhi the bag. “Sorry it might not be your style but it's better than nothing!”

Haruhi goes and changes to the new uniform.

Tamaki went off to bring Haruhi towels, clearing thinking this was a bright idea.

“Wait, should we send him to help Haruhi?”

“He needs to find out one way or another.”

“But I mean-“

Screams erupt from the other room, it seems like he found out.

Nothing Haruhi is saying is going through to Tamaki. But Tamaki flushes when he hears Haruhi compliment him.

Kyoya turns to y/n

“Now I may be wrong but I think we may be witnessing the beginning of love here.”

Y/n smiled.

“To be fair I think it started well before he found out.”

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Note: Hi I’m back from the dead!

Sorry for being gone for like a year but here we go

#x reader #kyoya is gay #kyoya ootori x reader #lgbtq #kyoya x reader #Ftm #ohshc #Gay #kyoya ootori #gay people

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malkon-dova · 29 days ago

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ECHOS OF THE EYE + extras!

outer wilds 1st playthrough | major spoilers ahead | please no hints or guides if commenting, thank you!

ngl. i've been counting down the days to play more outer wilds- ever since experiencing the end- ive been so EXCITED to see more :D!

and MANNN. did that excitement pay off!!!

okok so, extras first (since i did them first!)

wanted to wrap up loose ends and see if anyone had some extra dialogue, and wouldn't you know- gabbro had some!! got to yap to them about the timeloop stuff- real fun to get their perspective

i also went to hollow lantern and. found this? ?? ?? my friend who played this game never saw this before????? poor guy got crispified

and of course i found a base on the north pole of the moon. if i am honest, i barely read this part >_< the sun was blowing up and i really really wanted to fill my log before anything. But hey! this connects back to timber and ash twin project! that's pretty cool. speaking of...

iirc, when i went to Ash twin project, i saw a projection of this area! a secret place within timber, which.. i had been neglecting to explore for the most part... (beyond a couple things). But I found it!! and wow!!!! its so cool that timber played a part in ATP!!! and it's the very thing that protects the project!!!! on a previous visit to the project, i got to witness the end of the loop (without removing the advanced warp core), and experiencing withstanding the supernova (which did confuse me a bit [even though ATP *has* to survive for it to work]). But knowing that its actually timber hearth's ore that withstands it is so cool!!! and ahh!!! its so sparkly!! i remember thinking end-loop ash twin looked so pretty with its glittery core, but now I know its timber hearth sourced!!!!!!! wow!!!!!! :D i love how it all connects!!!

anyways!!! dlc beginning stuff :) shout out to gabbro, my love for them increased tenfold after seeing their picture in the radio tower and the message they left at the camera. what a silly goof :D

but of course.. that's not all,, what's that shadow eclipsing the sun :OO?? if the camera ain't broke, it's gotta actually exist

well,. after flying around aimlessly and finding it and losing it and finding it again- i was able to finally fly into it and..

woah.

WOAH WOAH WOAH!!!!!!!!!!! THIS IS SO COOL??? AND MYSTERIOUS- THE SHIPS ARE SO COOL.. --AND THE UNTRANSLATABLE TEXT???? OOOUUHHHHHHHH THIS IS SOOO COOOOOOOOOLLLLLLLLLLL WWWAGHHH

OKAY so- this is where i confess (1) thing. I knew about the presence of this different race. ( got spoiled, whoops. :{ ) but i never had context so, still- the mystery remained along with everything else i didnt know about.

entering the main chamber to the Stranger wasn't actually too hard to figure out honestly. I had my flashlight on already and the moment everything started reacting with it (mainly the entrance door), I knew this whole place was gonna test what I could do with light gimmicks. so.. after finally getting the door to open, i was met with this:

let me tell you. my jaw DROPPED. this is the coolest thing ever. and RAFTING???? OHH MY GOD ITS SO COOLLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THE MUSIC AS WELL???? GENUINELY PEAK. GENUINELY SO GOOD. WHAT THE HELLLLL

look at these portraits!!! they're so spooky.. but man are they cool! my first in game glimpse to this race :O !!! and all the furniture is ginormous too! they mustve been a giant race

eventually i did stumble into one of these rooms! going into it, I thought they clearly had some sort of importance n all, and the paintings + lanterns might be a clue to the riddle to getting more info. There was that entrance way + raft/boat introduction to light gimmicks after all!!

so- going off of the paintings- i decided to take all the lanterns and stuff em into the middle painting- and in the process of that..!!! a secret entrance way opened!!!! can't wait to see what's insi-

OH WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WGAT THE FUCK WHAT THE FUCK WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT WHAT

UM. um ok! okay. uhm

okay. so at the time of writing this- I'm still very confused on what this is. why this is. all of that. its. scary. its very very spooky. i have a couple inferences from what else i've learned, but we've yet to get to those

either way, after having my fair share of marshmallows and disrespecting the dead i continued looking around and exploring!!! which. at least for that loop consisted of watching a dam explode and getting swept up in the current

I did find The Eye though!!! ohhh!!!! this has become a lot more interesting >:) these guys came looking for the eye too hmmm??

And it looks like I was right!

though I guess, unlike the nomai- they knew that it marked the end of the universe. (but like the nomai, they got wiped out by Interloper, going off of the ghost matter). Interesting. but man, their distressed faces freaked me out. i feel them :{ i get their anger. hm.

I guess with these guys, they have some sort of greater perception, or perhaps foresight- something tied into the green fire they have...

theres also a vault that they locked with symbols corresponding to each tower with the dead people. Three towers, one vault. welcome back Hollow Knight, I missed you

Anyways, a lot of my session ultimately became just me running around and trying to get more familiar with The Stranger with each loop! and hey, it paid off- I found the artifacts in the ghost matter house. Still gotta figure out how to use them. I swear they relate to some other slides i found where the Strangers used them to activate the towers. maybe this is how ill unlock the vault?

Speaking of.!!! I did find it by the reservoir/dam- along with a short cut back to my ship, isn't that just dandy :D i wonder whats inside??? imagine theyre keeping a *living* Stranger. i wouldn't be too surprised, since theyre pretty keen on keeping a bunch of dead strangers in towers. whatever it is, its bound to be cool and important :O

There's a few other things I found, such as connections to another device from The Stranger that they've lost connect to? or lack the power to track- along with their path from home. there's also them keeping track of the sun's status, perhaps either in connection to the death of the universe and/or the sun being a power source for The Stranger? Hmmm

either way, got lots to figure out next time. still a couple things i ought to explore in Reservoir, plus figure out how to work with the artifact... lots n lots to do !!! :D can't wait

here's my ship log if interested:

BWAHHH so excited to do more!!! this is all so cool :DDD!!!

#heehee dlc is fun :)#outer wilds #outer wilds spoilers #echoes of the eye spoilers #outer wilds echoes of the eye #light gimmick my beloved #outer wilds malk liveblog

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chaiandsage · 10 months ago

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Hello! Tis I, the binder, back again to bug you with updates about how the bind is going so far, mostly because I think my friends are getting sick of hearing about it, lmao (I kid, my friends are very supportive of the random things I do)

But yeah! I have actually finished the main bulk of formatting! There are a few little things I need to go through now, but I managed to fix the little things that got mess up in transfer (and by that I mean for some reason after a dash, the quotation marks were backwards, so I had to fix that). Book two - the longest part, chapters 25 to 57 - sits at a grand total of 444 pages (or, technically 456 pages if we count the title pages and a few extras thrown on the end to fill out the final signature)! Book 1 (1-24) is 219 of actual story and about 228 with the extras. And then book 3 - or as I have been calling it, Happily Ever After - is 181 pages of text, or 192 with extras

Oh! I also thought you might be interested to know, this will be the first time I'm doing a cloth binding instead of just using paper, so I bought and painted my cloth and will be turning into into book cloth when it's had a chance to fully dry! Let me tell you, it's probably a good thing I'm sending this in annon or else I would add photos and just completely ruin the surprise of the long long long post I am probably going to write about this process and the things that I learned from this specific bind, lol

Anyways, I will now go back to my cave for a while and stop bugging you with my info dumps

- 📖

You have successfully blown my mind. What you gotta understand is that I wrote most of this in chunks or chapter-by-chapter on different documents so I had no idea it would have actually been that many book pages. Did I really churn out a trilogy’s worth of minecraft fanfiction? Idk whether to be proud of myself or horrified /hj

But aside from that, that’s also so cool to know! And this is your first time cloth binding? Wow, well I certainly hope that goes well for you. Knowing you’re making literal books from this still feels so surreal to me but in a very positive way!

And I might not always get back to them right away but you know I find your info dumps incredibly fun to read through. Feel free to send them whenever :)

I am wishing you a nicely smooth process on this project <3

#asks

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raptorsaurusmelain · 2 years ago

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Let me show you... Youtube - chapter 14

Had a day off today so I am posting early ^^

Warning : no proof reading, English is not my mother tongue.

If you are interested in reading this fic, the tag "#twst lmsyy" will give you all the chapters.

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Flying on a broom was something she would never forget. It still was dangerous, but she was surrounded by a pair of muscular arms that glued her to the broom. They didn’t fly high, just 1 or 2m high so the woman could giggle in security.

She spoke first when they went back on the floor. “That was so cool !! like we weighed nothing! It is so impressive to live it.”

Vargas puffed his chest. “See what I meant ? It is freeing.”

Victoria had a wide smile on her face. “Thank you for showing me ! I will often think about it.”

He just said. “Well, if you want to redo it, don’t hesitate, come see me and we will fly again !”

Victoria laughed stupidly. She didn’t know why but she was popular those days. All that was missing was a raven and her bingo card would be full.

At the end of her shift, she went to the school shop to buy a new TV.

Sam greeted her. “Dr Devi ! I have everything you ordered yesterday.”

[Damn he is more efficient than Amazon Prime…] Thought the woman.

She grabbed the big bag. [Since I don’t know Yuu gender, I took everything in double, better be prepared for the fight].

She remembered why she was here. “I would like to buy a TV, if possible, a flat screen and a long warranty. If the screen is around 45”, it would be perfect !”

Sam was amused “You know exactly what you want, but you are lucky… it is IN STOCK !”

[Wow he really says it out loud.] She just laughed. “Show me the beast.”

He grabbed a catalog and showed her the goods. It wasn’t the fancier design but it seemed sturdy. You never know with teenagers what could happen. The price wasn’t cheap of course, but she could spare some change.

The woman nodded. “I’ll take it ! When can it be delivered ? And are you by any chance open on the weekend ?”

Sam was surprised by the second question. “You will get your TV tomorrow. And I am open on Saturday, why ?”

She explained her plan for the renovation of Ramshackle. She would need a LOT of materials to repair everything. Nails, hammers, paints, fabrics,... You name it you get it.

She did an exhaustive list because she had an intuition that everything available at Ramshackle would be old and busted.

Once the long list of materials was given, she came back to the dorm. She looked at Giktok tutorials when she heard a vague “We are home…” coming from the entrance.

[Ouch, everything must have been chaotic today…]

Victoria asked, even if she knew the answer. “How did it go ?”

Both Yuu and Grim sighed before Grim entered a long rant. Victoria could only listen while massaging the Almighty Grim’s shoulders. “That idiot Riddle didn’t accept the tart because of a stupid rule !! The tart we work so hard to make is in ruin ! And…”

Victoria could blame them, Riddle was really a stickler for rules to a point it was like an unhealthy obsession. She knew why but how could a mother treat her son like that ? From what she could imagine, the mother just wanted her son to be the perfect mage, but she just created a teenager, processing his emotions like a freaking baby. Victoria just hoped for one thing : to never meet this woman, else there would be blood on the floor sprinkled with hair.

Seeing that Yuu wasn’t speaking, Victoria tried to interact with them. “Hey Baby, are you alright ?”

Yuu was dejected. “Not really, it just feels unfair. We work a lot for nothing… How can he be like that ?”

Victoria was in front of a dilemma, revealing a bit of info under the case of an hypothesis or not ?

A few seconds passed and the woman decided that if it could help to ease Yuu’s and Grim’s conscience , it was preferable to say something. “Well… You never know, maybe they were raised in a strict environment… He could have been severely punished if he broke those rules, with physical punishment maybe ? We don’t know. We can only be understanding with them.”

A voice interrupted them. “But being too understandable is bad, no ?”

Victoria turned her head “You again ? Ace, it is not a free motel here… But yes, you are right, being too lenient is also bad because it creates egotistical children. And sometimes they even become narcissists. It’s horrible. Having to deal with egotistical children is a delicate task because they think everything is theirs and no one can have better stuff than them. It is often the case of a family with a single child that was born with complications. Or with a helicopter mom.”

Yuu and Ace looked at her, surprised. Yuu was the one who spoke first “Victoria, were you working with children ? Or were you a big sister ?”

Victoria smiled for a few seconds before answering. “No, I am just used to being an older, understandable character, that’s all.”

Due to her mood disorder, she had to be able to dissect human behaviors and relationships, to know when it was time to say ‘help me’ to the psychiatrist.

Victoria sighed before adding “You know, there is no manual on how to raise children and how to be a human. But sometimes, a punch in the face is not a bad idea to get your point across.”

Oh boi did she forget that it was how to stop overblots.

After a good night of sleep, Victoria was not feeling good at all. It was D-day. It was not the debarkation, but the 1st overblot day. She remembered that due to her empathy, she cried a lot when they explained Riddle’s past and even more when reading the manga.

She needed to be the adult. She would wait for Yuu and Grim in the dorm, with a brand new TV, ice creams and a warm comforter. And tomorrow she would yelled at Crowley for not doing his job properly (he was still doing the best he can).

She was ready.

Tag : @boba-tea-fish @hipsterteller

#disney twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland #twst #disney twst #twst lmsyy #twst fanfic #twst yuu #twst sam #twst vargas

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1d1195 · 1 year ago

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Definitely get the whole vibe of everyone relying on you! I basically have the same role in my family too :/ While i would literally do anything for my family(not extended family bc thats a DIFFERENT story lol) it is very draining especially when at times it may not be reciprocated in a way that actually helps. So youre not alone in that and it doesn't make you a bad person for saying those things either! And yeah i did say im the eldest daughter! I only have one sibling which is my brother but he's only 2 years younger than me. We are actually very close and i love him to death! BUT what's wild is that personally I don't think we are too similar but apparently we are according to others lol We are also both Aquarians which is also WILD!

ANYWAYSSSSSS That is kinda sad to think about it like that :( But honestly I think you would love to see and particpate in a Day of the Dead celebration! It's just a different way of viewing death and th process of it like making the offerings and decorating is so fun! Well at least when we do it we cook/buy our loved ones fave foods and it comes naturally the nice memories we have shared with them. also idk if i've mentioned this but i LOVE flowers like obsessed! so I enjoy that aspect too! Plus it really does kick off your b-day month so IT"S A WIN! also WE ARE THE SAME once again, i have ALWAYS been obsessed with my ancestry too! Have you taken one of those DNA tests or Ancestry tests??? And you can ask whenever/whatever you want!

I say you could totally write a cool biography or even like a memoir! I think that would be such a fun little project even if it's just for yourself!

like bestie you don't understand, this man's arms look GOOD so i get the vibe of liking forearms! it's totally not weird! I mean I have a thing for noses(according to my friends bc i have never truly noticed 😭) and hands! Or maybe something might be wrong with me 😂

It was for a good deal too! It was $10 for a HARDCOVER of Oscar Wilde's "The Picture of Dorian Gray" and im exicted since it looks like I might actually start this book lol Have you read anything fun or new recently?

ALSO SAM THE RIGHT HERE EXTRA WAS SO GOOD 😭I forgot how cute these two are and how perfect they are 😭 Harry in this is just so 😭 i love a good sick fic and the comfort of it all! BUT HER SAYING I LOVE YOU FIRST!? Why did i think Harry already said that?? lol But I found it so cute it was her and its so perfect the way you wrote about how knowing that Harry loved her back was like the last thing for her to FULLY be herself! loved it so much Sam, you never disappoint!-💜

That's so funny. My extended family is a mess too. I was actually discussing it with one of my aunts on my mom's side this weekend. My dad's side is A LOT™ Like idk what happened we were discussing it and I was like "wow, i love these people but I do not like them. wtf." That's cool you have a brother, I always wanted a brother. But I'm def the son my parents never had either lol. I bet you're a killer older sister. My sister is also ~2 years younger than me and that's so wild how similar we are! My sister is way more outgoing than I am, she's probs smarter, and infinitely more confident (I said double it and give it to the next one in the womb). What's your brother like? It's funny you think you're not like him but others do! I think my sister and I are different but we have SO many similarities.

I've done 23 and Me! The results were unsurprising. I was hoping for more nitty gritty details but I'd like to do the Ancestry one too because then I could maybe get some of the more interesting info I want. Okay you've convinced me. Maybe I'll write a memoir 😂 OH I LOVE FLOWERS TOO! I bought a headband at TJMaxx and wore it. My coworker (Spanish teacher) loved it! It had really pretty flowers and I know I mentioned it last but I think Coco is one of the most BEAUTIFUL Disney movies on the planet and it's DEFINITELY the flowers. That's a beautiful tradition--eating their favorite food 😭 that's so so nice. I hope I can participate somehow sometime that would be really cool.

Noses and forearms aren't we a pair!? 😭

Picture of Dorian Gray is on my bookshelf! I tried reading it years ago but I struggled. It's on my shelf though so it means it's gonna be read by the end of the year hahahaha Let me know how you like it! 😊

HAHAHAHAHA I always go back and reread when I write a new part to check for plot holes but I REALLY had to go back and read to see if he said it (if you read between the lines of the original part he def says it) I feel like I kinda struggled falling in love--as much as I write about it I feel like there's something wrong with me--love in books and the way I feel love is very different. Idk maybe I'm weird. I've been fantasizing about love since I was 11/12/13. Maybe I set myself up for failure in believing the stories more than reality. ALL OF THAT was to say that I think I wrote her just finally feeling at peace to be herself, to really feel in love because it's something I always struggled with.

Thank you for being the utmost supportive in everything 💕

xoxo

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aquilamage · 2 years ago

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Collection of misc thoughts about the part of the game from yesterday:

I am soooo tempted to Passage warp directly back to Looks to the Moon to see if I've already gotten to the point where I can talk to them. I won't because I am not gonna trek all the way back to where I am now and also just in case it does do something to ruin the storytelling.

On the subject of the chamber Five Pebbles talks to you in:

I know I kinda already sussed it out and also his dialogue confirms it but wow watching the way his robot body gets moved around in this scene does so much for the impression that yeah the iterators are big big computer mechanical beings and the robot part is just a little puppet they control. It's extremely cool.

Which of course has me thinking about Looks to the Moon's in comparison (both their little square chamber with the robot body and the whole area that the game labels with her name). While I'm still not clear on whether all the things you encounter in Five Pebbles are fully meant to be there he certainly still seems functional (and has a billion of the floaty light things all over - although not in the square chamber - vs her only having the couple with her body).

Also I don't know about you guys but that ^ looks like way more than five pebbles to me.

Assuming that orange overseer = LttM and blue = 5P it's interesting thinking about that in relation to their characters like. I know the blue one has been popping up but it rarely if ever gives direction and it certainly hasn't given picture image help. And I didn't notice an Overseer once in Five Pebbles's area versus Looks to the Moon's showing up in their square room.

I think it's neat that at least if we look at the projected images of Looks to the Moon they and Five Pebbles are dressed very similarly. But also why now does he have the robes but they don't. Very Rude. Give My Girl Clothes.

And then Five Pebbles's dialogue!!! First of all I'm still enamored with his tone I looove how much of a bitch he comes off as. Then the fact that there have been multiple other slugcats(/scavengers??) that have been there before. One of them (probably the mentioned previous one?) has gotta be our sibling but for the others????

The implication that the monk has been able to communicate with any others is just ;v; because no! They are. Soso sad and lonely and if anyone guided them it's Looks to the Moon.

And then

You and your kind have the same problem as everyone else, from the microbes in the processing strata to me, who am, if you excuse me, godlike in comparison. We all want a way out.

On a smaller level the "godlike in comparison" is sooo striking to me because first of all the fact that he's bringing that up in the first place says something about them. Also if he's literally saying godlike in comparison to microorganisms it's like. Ok yeah maybe but that doesn't really feel like as much of a brag as you're making it out to be. Which is funny. Or if it's in general 'godlike in comparison to everything else' it's still funny just because he's saying it but considering what little info I have right now I can't exactly argue against him. He seems like Something.

And then the "we all want a way out"!!! Like, I want out because I want to find my sibling and get back to the rest of my family but everyone else? If he means literally physically out of this world then that's some big implications. I can't argue with the sentiment because this place has big deadly storms and it's all ruined and everything is dangerous and violent but it feels like something bigger than all that and that's a little terrifying.

Also I didn't get a screenshot of this part but if you go out and back into his chamber he yells at you to leave. If it hadn't been 500 years since I'd last saved I would've definitely sat there longer just to see what happened.

Anyway this game is incredibly cool. Once again I'm at a point wondering how far I actually am into the game because if you asked me to guess I would have NO clue (please don't tell me). And last small thing I did look at the merch store (at least what's linked on their latest steam announcement) and there's a critical lack of Looks to the Moon stuff so now I am contemplating making my own.

#an aquila original #wet beast saga

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hurryupmerlin · 2 years ago

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Wow, rude much. I have no interest to quarrel with you, I just thought you didn’t know there was a torturing Jedi before and wanted to give you a heads-up so you could read up on the lore you seemed to be missing. I couldn't smell that you were deliberately ignoring some source materials and would get angry if someone pointed parts from them out to you.

So, sorry I offended you – apparently? But your overreaction is totally out of place. Why are you so angry just because I showed you some harmless receipts? It’s not like I made these infos up to antagonize you. What would I be gaining from that? The books were there first. Later on, they decided to retcon them and make some content contradicting the old canon. But in regards of the Jedi I don’t find them contradicting much. The books simply give a deeper insight to some Jedi than the movies and shows. After all, Jedi are individual beings, each with a unique story.

Are you rly saying you hate the books just because they don’t paint the Jedi overall as perfect code-following angels, but as complex people instead? What kinda argument is this? Have you not seen the movies as well? Basically every Star Wars movie (and most shows) is about the struggle many Jedi are in and how literally no main character ever really, always follows the unrealistic Jedi codex, because it clashes with their personal needs and the world they live in too much.

May I add: They took a bunch of space monks and made them generals - the start of the war was a mess because of it, they lost so many troopers because of horrible decisions made by all the unexperienced Jedi. And wtf, who can blame them? They were’s space monks, not military. It was incredibly hard for them. Many of them were scared and overwhelmed – which civilian wouldn’t be? The entire idea was nuts right from the start, Palps knew that and had fun with it. It’s canon that the Jedi are aware they keep losing so many battles because of their codex. But they eventually learned and adapted (usually by chosing to override their codex to be able to test new strategies, they even discuss that on-screen in TCW (season 4 I think?)).

Etain, the young Jedi who tortured that guy in the RepComm book wasn’t remorseful either btw. She analysed the situation they were in and made a hard decision, then systematically went through with it (for hours on end) for the greater good. We only know about her thinking “I’d rather not” because of her inner monologue – but well, you don’t have that on a TV show.

No, I did not say that the “Jedi (!) all agree”. I said “everyone involved”, which were different people from different backgrounds: Mandos, troopers and a human Jedi. All of them had the same moral compass: They knew torturing people wasn’t cool, that’s a no-brainer. But they also knew they were in the middle of a war.

Forcing characters to make decisions outside their comfort zone is what makes them interesting, three-dimensional, relatable and realistic. Everyone needs to be allowed to make tough decisions, to struggle, to suffer, to make mistakes - and to learn from their experiences and grow in the process.

And please remember: You don’t have to morally “be on their side” right from the start to find a fictional character interesting and their story worth telling.

It’s okay that your interpretation of Jedi is that they’re universally one-dimensional good people who always follow the rules and never step out of line.

But don’t be rude and yell at other fans who don’t share your very specific mindset, because they don’t ignore important parts of the source material (movies, shows, books). Some fans just want to help by giving valid information. Yes, Jedi are supposed to be picture perfect. But all of SW media tells us: they usually aren’t. They want to, but cannot truly be faultless – because they’re not Gods, they are feeling people.

Your insult-loaded reaction was infantile. I’m done with this. I’d say we just agree to disagree and never interact ever again.

No because I genuinely need to come back to this-

“Let’s just say I didn’t follow ‘standard Jedi protocol.’”

WHAT THE FUCK DOES THIS MEAN?

In my mind this can only mean one of two things and neither of them are good.

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1. Ahsoka tortured Morgan to get answers.

Are we seriously supposed to be on her fucking side if she did that?

Is that what we’re supposed to do?

Because the show pretty clearly framed it as a “cool” “badass” thing- “look at Ahsoka, she’s so much better than all those other Jedi that follow rules——she’s Not Like Other Jedi™️” -but like am I seriously supposed to root for someone that fucking tortures people?

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Or 2. Ahsoka fucked with Morgan’s head like Maul did to Jesse in TCW

Which, again-

Are we seriously supposed to be on her fucking side if she did that?

Ahsoka saw how badly that fucked Jesse up and she just…went and did it to someone else?

No remorse? No hesitation? No- “I had to do it for the greater good/to save people, but it was emotionally hard for me” ?

Just a fucking snarky remark implying that she’s better than everyone else for doing this?

Are you fucking serious???

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Either way, I’m already against Ahsoka and whatever the fuck bullshit she’s trying to pull——she’s not acting at all like a good person, and she’s certainly not acting like a fucking Jedi.

I don’t care how many times the characters in this show call her a Jedi, she fucking isn’t one because a Jedi would never torture someone to get answers out of them.

She’s acting like Anakin, and given my opinions on him, I’m sure y’all can guess whether or not that’s a good thing.

Hint, hint: it’s not

#the star wars fandom is the first fandom i stumbled upon with such a wank culture #what the hell guys #i come from a fandom culture that helps and supports each other and where it was completely normal to fill in newbies with information #when they seemed to be missing something.#We're one fandom - we should be respectful to fellow fans #btw I literally have no opinion about the new Ahsoka show I didn't even watch it yet #I just wanted to tell a fellow fan that as a matter of fact there HAD BEEN a Jedi torturing someone before #I thought that might be interesting.#But oh well #Gen Z's need for constant drama and hate is tiresome.#What is it with this unhealthy cancel culture?#Just see where a show is going and enjoy it while it lasts #star wars #ahsoka #republic commando #and btw because people on the OP say Legends wasn't canon:#Have you seen The Bad Batch lately? There's literally a Char from Republic Commando in it

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justmeinadaze · 2 years ago

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Good Neighbors Part 12 (Steddie X Reader)

A/N: I have one more chapter of this guys *cries*. I'm going to miss them when the time comes!

Warnings: Steddie smut and all that that implies (I regret nothing), Cameo from Wayne being a cute grandpa and the elder Harringtons being assholes. Lots of fluff. Like ALL the fluff lol

Word count: 3012

“Wow. This place is beautiful.” You fling yourself excitedly from the dining room of the home you four were looking at into the kitchen.

“Mom! The rooms upstairs are big!”, Dylan’s feet stomp as he runs down the stairs.

“Kid! Chill out. We don’t live here yet.”, Eddie giggles as he follows after him.

“It’s right within your budget and down the street from this guy’s school.”, the realtor smiles at your son.

“What do you guys think?”

“I like it. It’s closer to Robin to so I can sleep in longer before picking her ass up.”, Steve grins at the notion.

“Oh, you know me, babe. I come from a trailer so this is like a palace to me.”

“Wonderful.” The realtor slams his briefcase on the desk and pulls out some paperwork. “Go ahead and fill these out. I can get that process started immediately. He points to sections on the documents, explaining things as you. “Now you and your husband will put your banking info and work information here—”, he gestures to you and Eddie.

“Oh, um, I’m not her husband technically. Is that a problem?”

“No! Not at all.” He glances at Steve who shakes his head. “Ok, so then you’ll just put single for everyone and I’m going to need some more information for the three of you. I’m sorry for assuming. You said ‘babe’ and I just—”

“It’s ok. I’d like to marry her one day.”, Eddie leans over kisses your cheek.

“Ew!” Dylan pretends to gag.

“Hey! You calm down over there.” The metalhead kicks his foot in his direction making Dylan laugh.

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“Hey Eddie.”, Wayne greets you guys from his place on the steps outside of his trailer. “And friends.”

“You smoke like Eddie!”, Dylan points at the man in front of him.

“Oh my god. He used to have manners.” You look at him apologetically as Wayne chuckles.

“Oh, don’t even worry about it, Y/N. That’s nothing compared to how this one was. Well, come on in. Where’s Steven?”

“He had to work but we were in the neighborhood looking at a house and I thought we could come by so you can finally meet this weird kid.” Eddie gestures at Dylan who responds by sticking out his tongue.

“That’s thrilling. It will be nice to have a bigger place, I bet.”

The four of you spent the rest of the afternoon together. Wayne was wonderful with Dylan. You could see when they interacted that he was happy to be around a kid again. After lunch, he took your son outside to show him the land and the car he was trying to tune up. You grinned as you watched Eddie’s uncle point to things under the hood and explain to Dylan what they were.

After coming back inside to use the restroom, you found yourself distracted by Eddie’s room. You had been in here once before but because you were taking care of him you didn’t really get to look around. You ran your fingers over the posters on the wall, beaming at the doodles scrawled in random places. There were notebooks on the dresser and you grabbed one before lying down on his bed. God, it still smelled like him.

“Get lost, Princess?”

“In your past, yeah.”

Eddie grins as he crawls into the bed, lying on his back beside you. You pointed at the writing in his journal.

“Was this for you Dungeons and Dragons thing?”

“Yes, ma’am. One of the campaigns we did.” He watches your face as your eyes scan over the material.

“This is really cool. I don’t understand why people would make fun of you for it. The fact that most of this came from your mind? Wow.”

When you turned your head to meet his gaze, you were met with his lips. “I wish we had known you in high school.”

You grin at him as you close the distance again, kissing him slow at first before it steadily grew more heated. Eddie quickly lifted his head, glancing out the window to make sure Dylan and Wayne were still preoccupied.

“We’ll have to be quiet.”, he whispers as he presses his mouth to yours. Reaching down, you fumble with his belt buckle before unbuttoning his pants, pulling them down just enough to free his cock from his boxers.

Eddie spits in his hand as your hips rise off the bed so you can push down your shorts. He pumps his length a few times before position himself outside your entrance. Your head lifts up slightly as you watch him guide his dick inside of you. You both groan as his head falls between your shoulder and neck.

He’s quick and precise with his movements, knowing you both only have a short window of time.

“Fuck, Eddie, baby. Just like that.” You murmur into the fluff of his hair as your hands tug at his shirt. His mouth attaches to your throat as he tries to muffle the grunts that escape. One particularly hard thrust hit your g-spot just right making you cry out causing Eddie’s hand to fly up and cover your mouth.

“Quiet, Princess.” He chuckles as he bites his bottom lip. “You feel so fucking good, Y/N. Can you cum for me?”

With his palm still blocking your lips, you reached up pushing two of your fingers into his mouth that he eagerly sucks on, coating with his saliva. Bringing those digits between your legs, you rapidly began rubbing fast circles into your clit as Eddie thrusts into you faster to match your pace.

As soon as he felt your pussy fluttering around him, he removed his hand replacing it with his lips as he swallowed and stifled every one of your whimpers as you came around him. He didn’t stop kissing you till his rhythm become sloppier and you felt him cum inside of you.

Eddie gently pulls out before rolling on to his back and gasping for air. He takes your hand in his and bring it to his lips placing a tender kiss on the back of it.

“I love you, Sweetheart.”

“Mom! Mom! Come check this out!”, Dylan calls for you outside.

While you’re pulling up your shorts you lean over and kiss Eddie’s soft, beautiful lips. “I love you to.”

You smile at Wayne as you pass him, heading towards the hood of the car your son is leaning over while Eddie sits on the front steps with his uncle who offers him a cigarette.

“I like them.” Wayne lights the cigarette before passing his lighter to his nephew. “Kid has picked up a lot from you it seems.”

“Oof. Hopefully not too much.”

His uncle glances over at him for a moment before focusing on the sight in front of him. “Eddie, you aren’t your dad and no matter what you think or feel you will never be him. You would never hurt that kid and that woman there would never allow it. She’s not your mother.”

Eddie’s eyes remained on you two but Wayne knew he was listening.

“He called himself my son a couple of weeks ago.”

“And how did that make you feel?”

The metalhead smiled before taking another drag of his cigarette. “Proud.” When Eddie finally turned his head, he saw his uncle grinning. “Wayne, I never thanked you. For taking me in.”

Wayne’s grin grew as he tossed the butt of his cigarette into the yard.

“You never needed to, kid,”

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Steve knocked on the door to his parent’s house before slowly opening it and guiding you two inside.

“Steve, honey, are you sure you want to do this?”, you whisper to him as you wrap your arm around his waist.

“Yeah. It’ll be fine, I’m sure. My mom wanted to meet ‘the kid I’ve been seen with’ and my dad is at work so it shouldn’t be too chaotic.”

“Steven!” A beautiful brunette woman meets him halfway in the living room and quickly envelopes him in her arms.

“Hey mom.”, he grins down at her. “This is Y/N and this little man here is Dylan.”

Unlike with Eddie’s uncle something about Steve’s mom made your son nervous as he remained hidden behind your leg. The man beside you immediately notices and bends down to take the boy in his strong, protective arms. “It’s ok, dude. This is my mom. She’s nice.”

“Oh, that’s ok. I can come on a bit strong! Hi there.”

Dylan politely smiles as he gives her a small hello. His mother reaches out to shake your hand and you grin politely as well. She leads you all to a dining room table where lunch has been premade and set out. Your son jumps on one of the chairs and reaches for a sandwich.

The atmosphere remained awkward as small talk was made. Steve had never really told you anything bad about his mom but you knew enough about her to be hesitant. If you had been her you never would have allowed Steve to grow up in the environment he had feeling unloved and underappreciated.

“So Y/N, you were married previously?”

Her question shoved you out of your thoughts. “Yes ma’am I was.”

“May I ask what happened?”

“Hey Dylan. My old room is down the hall there. Why don’t you take my phone and go watch something.”, Steve hands him his device before watching him disappear down the hallway.

“Mom, that was rude.”

“What? I’m just curious!”

“It’s ok, Steve.” You reach under the table to take his hand in yours. “He was having an affair.”

“Pfft, I know how that goes.” You and Steve stare at her as she takes a sip of wine from her glass. “My husband tries to hide it but as you figured out they aren’t really good at it.”

“Can we not do this right now?”, Steve begs. As if on cue, the front door opens loudly causing his eyes to squeeze shut. “Shit.”

“Well, this is a nice surprise.”, Mr. Harrington throws his suitcase on the couch before entering the dining room.

“Speak of the devil.”, his mom raises her glass in his direction. “How was work, honey?”

“Good. Good. Exhausting.”

“I bet.”, she spits.

“Should I go get Dylan?”, you whisper to Steve and he gently nods before reassuringly squeezing your fingers.

You politely smile as you pass his father and powerwalk to find your son.

“So, Steven… still playing the family man I see.”

“I’m not ‘playing’, Dad.” Steve rises from his chair to face his father. “Y/N and I have been together for almost a year. I love her and I love that kid.”

“Yeah, well, you can’t pay the bills with love. I heard you’re looking into getting a new house. That’s exciting. Can Family Video cover a mortgage? What about things children need to survive, Steven? Do you even know what a kid needs?”

“Do you!?”, Steve snaps. “I may not know everything but at least I know not to abandon him to fend for himself while I go off to work conventions and parties fucking anything with legs.”

His father straightened up, challenging his son with his frame. “You better watch who you’re talking to, Steven. There may a come a time, and knowing you there will be one, when you need some financial support and I won’t be there to bail you out.”

“Dylan, wait!” Your son flew into the room and pushed himself between the two men. He looked up at Mr. Harrington with angry eyes.

“Don’t talk to him that way! Steve is my dad and you should be nice!”

His father looked down at Dylan in complete bewilderment. Steve collected him in his arms and the boy promptly wrapped his arms around his neck.

“Do whatever you want, Dad but no matter what this is my family.” He reaches for your hand which you eagerly take and head out the front door.

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“Hey, you good, little man?”, Steve asks Dylan as they enter your apartment.

“I’m ok. Are you? When my daddy was mean to me it always made me feel bad.”

“I’m ok. Thank you for sticking up for me.” You son smiles up him before running to turn on the tv.

“Hey, weirdo. I’m going to take Steve in my room so we can talk for a bit. Try not to burn the place down.”

He scrunches his tiny face at you and you do the same back. Grabbing Steve’s hand, you lead him into your room. As soon as you turn to face him, his lips are on yours. He walks you back towards your bathroom, quickly shutting the door and pushing you against it.

His mouth sucks and bites at your neck as his fingers pull at your jeans, roughly tugging them down. As soon as you step out of them, he lifts you by your thighs on to the counter. Steve holds your legs open as he sinks to the floor, pressing his face into your cunt.

You moan as his tongue invades your entrance. “Steve, please.”

He licks up your folds, pausing to wrap his mouth around your clit making your squirm. You watch him multitask as his hands reach down to pull off belt and push down his pants.

“Steve, please.”, you beg again. “I want to feel you inside of me.”

He rises back up to his feet, pumping his cock with the precum that was leaking out before pushing himself inside of your needy pussy. Your arms wrapped around his neck as you whimpered.

“Are you ok?”, he panted as he carefully pushed himself further into you. “You’re… really fucking tight.” His head falls on to yours as he leans in to place a kiss on your lips.

“Yeah, I’m ok. Just go slow at first.”

“Anything for you, baby. I’m sorry.”

“Steve,” you giggle. “It’s fine. You two are just wearing this old lady out.”

A mix between a chuckle and moan escape his mouth. “You’re not old and I meant about today with my parents.”

He stood still when he bottomed out, just relishing in the feel of you around him. “Honey, you have no reason to be sorry.” You tenderly push his hair away from his forehead. “I’m sorry you have to put up with that.”

Steve begins steadily thrusting into you, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth. “Jesus…”

“You…you can go a little faster now.”

His arms loop under your knees, lifting them up and sliding you closer to the edge of the sink. With his cock pumping into you more rapidly at this new angle, you felt like you were coming undone. You clasped your hand over your mouth to control the urge to scream out his name.

Steve feels your pussy tightening around him as he drops one of your legs to rub his thumb over your clit. Your body shakes as you cum, your hand lunging for his own.

Gripping both your legs again, he thrusts harder into you chasing his own high. His waist sputters as he releases deep within your body.

After he pulls out of your now sore and sensitive hole, he reaches for the washrag in the cabinet and cleans you up.

“Steve?” He answers you with a hm as he focuses on his task. “You’re not like him, you know. Your dad.”

He throws the rag in the sink behind you and lifts you up to place you back down on your feet.

“I know.”

“Steve.” You playfully raise an eyebrow in his direction as he slides your panties up your hips.

“I just… you’ll never have to worry, ok? I would never make you feel like I don’t appreciate you or that I don’t care about Dylan.”

“He called you dad.” You smile as he blushes, pulling up his pants. “How did it feel?”

“Good. The fact that he feels that way about us… it’s an honor. Scary but…”, he laughs.

“Welcome to being a parent! It’s always scary but worth it. When he was born, I remember being terrified that I was going to fuck up but when I held him and he looked up at me I knew. I knew I would do anything I could to protect this kid and make him happy.”

Steve tugs on your shirt, pulling you to him for a hug.

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“So… they are going to Rivendell to destroy the ring?”, Steve’s eyebrows furrow as he glances at Eddie before focusing his attention back to the tv.

“Noooo… they are going to Mordor to destroy the ring. They just left Rivendell.” You giggle at Eddie’s tone as he tries to not come off as annoyed.

“Mordor is the only place that can destroy it.”, Dylan’s eyes remain glued to the screen in front of him.

Your phone on the counter rings and you smile as you get up to answer it, listening to them continue to banter.

“See? He’s seven and he’s paying more attention.”

“I’m paying attention! There are just too many weird names to remember.”

“Hello?”, you laugh out. There’s silence as you listen to the person on the other end speak. “Oh my god. Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Steve pauses the movie as you hang up jumping towards your three boys with giddy excitement. “We got it. We got the house!”

“Are you serious?!” he gets up quickly, wrapping you in his arms.

“Wow, that’s fucking amazing. I don’t think I’ve lived in an actual house before.”, Eddie grins as you smack his chest before placing a kiss on his lips.

“When are we moving?”, Dylan asks from his place by your side.

You reach down to tussle his hair. “Um, next month. Jesus, there’s a lot we need to do beforehand.”

“Ay, Princess. Breathe. We have plenty of time. Tomorrow we can sort all that out. Today, we make fun of Harrington for not understanding Lord of the Rings.”

“It’s not my fault this stuff is confusing!”

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c-kiddo · 4 years ago

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caduceus is autistic evidence post :-)

*not an actual theory post, jus headcanons based on canon scenes + some extra thoughts too just kidding im right

Monotone voice, basically never shouts.. like when he said “i dont mean to raise my voice” after speaking at the exact same level consistently..

Kinda talks in a mumbly way and stutters a lot

The way he very often has a very blank, kinda-smiling expression when people are talking to him.. audio processing face

Doesn’t get a lot of jokes, or when he’s being flirted with. also the jokes he does get (and find very funny) are usually very specific (and about death probably, which weirds out tmn a bit lol) or he has to process them for a moment before understanding, which has happened a lot.. he’s like :-3? .... :-0 oh :-D !

Also, a few times he has laughed at odd/inappropriate times. kinda just at nothing or something no one else was laughing at. which is apparenlty quite common for autistic folks to do, bc of like getting a bit lost in ur own thoughts and think of funny things etc.....

Sorta related (to jokes, and things), but he takes so many things literally. like that time when beau jokingly asked if he’d ever met a ghost that didn’t need punching and he thought about it until he had an answer :’). and also when beau said to fjord (about cad) “like, he was living in the middle of the cemetery” and cad was like "Of course i was, thats where the temple is, the middle of the cemetery".

He notices EVERYTHING... all these tiny details and noises no one else hears... this happens to me and so i have decided to project this onto cads super high perception.

In Darktow he had to leave that tavern/bar because it got too loud for him and he got stressed n went and sat outside until fjord came looking for him. (also the “lets keep this.. between the amigos” “which part of the body is the amigos?” thing jksnfkjs)

Also that one time in Rexxentrum that he had a bad perception roll? matt described the city and all the colours and shapes being too overwhelming (to the point of almost vertigo) to think clearly and spot where they needed to go.

in ep 61 tmn are looking for an apothecary and he cant get info where it is and tells fjord its because he never knows what to do with his hands (if they should be in his pocket or folded or what) and then when fjord successfully finds out where it is he says to fjord its like fjords hands just always know where to be. ... ("Do you always think about that? Do you always think about where your hands--? Because suddenly it's all I can think about, it's like, oh are they supposed to be in your pockets?")

He says the same phrases A Lot. (which i have recently found out is called Scripting, and applies to a bunch of things.. mostly used by autistic folks to get through conversations.) “that’s nice”,“thats really nice”, “thats so cool”. “that was a lot” are th most common ones i think. he uses them in some instances that are very high emotion too. like, he’ll almost die and then say “wow... that was. that was a lot.”

Also repeats back new phrases or words he likes (“worth their salt” and “fracas”) ..the echolalia......

also a moment in the pirate arc where he uses the word "astute" while talking to beau before admitting that he heard someone else say it and is just copying someone and trying to use it too. luckily he used it correctly (and then him and beau both awkwardly run off to do their own things).

Struggles to express emotions outwardly.. for example: he just repeats “thats nice” etc. about everything he likes and loves. the mushroom cookbook jester gives him for example. also he barely makes eye contact with her in that scene and doesnt rly know what to do or say because mushroom! cookbook! thats so nice :')

and also! he doesn’t rly express when he’s uncomfortable, even when he is Deeply deeply uncomfortable, like in the arboretum. He just quietly said they needed to get out, put his head down and didn’t look at the trees, even though he was visibly super shaken. just had to get out of there. (this was of course partly some kind of trauma response too, but it also read as very nd to me)

Also him having a panic attack on the boat, when his entire world view got thrown off.. i choose to think its bc autistic folks tend to think rly black-and-white, rly absolute, a lot of the time. so in this case its “following the destined path of the wildmother” vs “completely off-track and all a huge mistake and should never have left home and its all gone wrong”

Also i think he finds sudden changes scary. he was super shaken about the nein just stealing a whole boat unplanned...and other things similarly unplanned. idk it just had the vibes of if someone took away your routine and everything familiar... and you’re just like free-floating. its hard to function like that

Also related to that... doesnt like when there isn’t a plan n gets stressed about it. also often the first person to ask the nein to clarify exactly what they’re all going to do/make a plan. (first thing he asks jester when she comforts him on the boat is "miss jester, do you have a plan?" and she doesn't and never has.. he doesnt really get that vry much

He really struggles to explain things that are upsetting to him. tries to speak but can only get th same few words out. yea ik he is super emotionally repressed but i am also looking autistically.

He doesn’t really understand if people are insulting him. like king dwendal and also eadwulf both said rude things to him and he just replied as polite as he could even tho he was confused.

Cant help himself, gotta correct people about things he knows more about (special interest energy....). like when beau called his graveyard a cemetery and he corrected and explained the difference :’ )

the way he re-explains how his tea grows when its mentioned too. and that he's a maker of fine graves and the work his family does. its like his wee script every single time . he rly cares abt it

Also just his particular brand of strange just reads very autisticly to me. (even his own family think he’s odd. sidenote: clarabelle is autistic too bc i say so.) the way he says odd little phrases that don't quite make sense and things to plants. the way he says what he thinks, to the point of being rude and blunt and invasive sometimes. the way he doesnt give a shit and just wears what he likes. idk :’) makes me happy.

Oh, and relating to him being blunt. I think that a few scenes when he’s said questionable things or given questionable advice is emblematic of that... he says a literal solution. or a solution that makes sense (to his worldview.. faith the the wildmother) and is technically an option, but he doesn’t quite understand the emotional side of why someone does something, or doesn’t do it.

He’s good at fitting into EMT or wise-old-sage mode and outside of that he’s just, kind of awkward and spacey (and silly). like, when his script or role is taken away he tends to flounder a bit. or a lot, sometimes. and just says stuff and seems just as baffled abt what he said too.

Said bluntness and inability to see when his advice is appropriate or not also means that sometimes he is just rude.. he does'nt mean to be but he sometimes oversteps or is just vry blunt in a way that offends people, and doesn't seem to entirely realise either

Just some headcanons but. i think he special interests tea, cooking, and all things surrounding death/burial... he always has things to say about those topics and i think thats neat.

he's so tired a lot of the time, he says it kind of often . which, disability coded to meee. other things but i think also his brain hurts from everything all the time. adjusting . noise. adjusting.

i just know he loves ritual. in making tea, in cooking, in religion and prayer, in gardening, in communing etc etc etc

And lastly, he pat the moss. because :-) stimmy

#happy autism month or day (late) or whatever one it is lol #kiddo say #kiddo nd posting #caduceus clay #autistic headcanon #long post #i apologise #might put under the cut.....

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bexria · 2 months ago

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bexstevie

stevie laughs softly at the comment, smiling to himself as his eyes flicker across the glass. "yeah, i guess they would." he's not sure the logistics behind octopus love stories, but who knows what kind of freaky business goes on in the ocean? "they can love multiple...octopi that way. one for each. wow. a player octopus." stevie snorts at such a ridiculous idea, but it's funnier the more he thinks about it. "uh..." stevie racks his mind for the info. "it's kind of like a heart system? one sends stuff to the other and the others pick up the slack. heart teamwork, kind of? it's just...how the process is. it's working on sending their blood to the right place while also doing all the other stuff. they have nine brains too. it's sooooo cool," stevie rushes in english, spewing out everything his brain is recalling. "the ocean is kinda spooky, if you think about it. did you know we've only explored like, twenty percent of it?" stevie turns his head to look at ria directly this time, his eyebrows raised high in surprise of his own story. "can you even imagine what other creatures are in there?"

“they can be the ultimate players then” she nods “date multiple people and love them all equally” she pouts. “suddenly i don’t want to be an octopus” she turns to look at stevie “imagine an octopus telling you they love you with their whole heart, but they love two other people with their whole heart too” she shakes her head before returning her eyes to the octopi. “not sure how octopi love though… don’t really think they go on dates or hold hands”.

ria looks at stevie as he continues speaking, not really understanding too much, he’s speaking too fast and what he’s saying is too complicated. “uh yeah, they’re so cool” she nods, that part she managed to understand. “a lot of animals are bizarre, but cool as well” she nods “don’t some octopuses have blue blood?” ria is pretty sure she’s heard that before, though it might’ve been from an unreliable source, so she’s not completely sure.

“that means there’s a chance there’s mermaids out there” she turns to look at stevie “only discovered twenty percent definitely means there’s a lot of other cool animals out there, i hope there’s some animal with pink blood out there, that could definitely be fun”.

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makeste · 4 years ago

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BnHA Chapter 328: Pandora’s Box of Discourse

Previously on BnHA: DEKU TOOK A BATH.

Today on BnHA:

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Also Naomasa grew a beard. Goddamn.

please let this be a cool chapter that plays nice with my ADHD lol

(ETA: lol I feel guilty because a lot of people hated this chapter, but I’m just happy there was a lot of stuff to make fun of, and also that I have another week to work on my backlog of meta posts since the kids were MIA.)

around one month ago?? ah, okay, so we’re gonna find out what was in that Tartarus security file huh

I love that they just randomly set the place on fire

was it necessary to do this in order to escape? no. was it a good idea to set the island they were occupying on fire while they were in the midst of still occupying it? uh. was it cinematic as fuck? fuck yeah

wow it’s a pervert!!

that’s so great that the villains set loose this fine fellow who I’m sure is definitely not a serial rapist. truly the LoV is so noble and misunderstood. they’re just trying to free society from its chains people

oh my god??!

SHANKED!!! oh my god I cheered for Stain before I realized what I was doing. time to have an identity crisis I guess

so he’s all “hey what’s going on.” which, while a respectable question, is something I personally would have waited to ask until I had put a bit of distance between myself and the fiery murder island. but that’s just my personal preference

Stain you really are tenacious I’ll give you that

“what’s the point of escaping prison if you’re not gonna be smart about it” well shit. anyways yeah you’re dead right, society is in the process of collapsing and the outside world is in total chaos, good call there

oh shit

I mean it’s not like we really expecting anything otherwise, but still. fucking brutal. I feel like these guys’ fates were decided the minute that one guy called AFO “scum” back in chapter 94. AFO is unmatched at getting long-term revenge

ahh, was it the security footage??

fdsdfk he’s still alive??

and he’s immediately launching into an inappropriately theatrical monologue even as the darkness closes in on him fdlfksjdlk. you know, was it ever confirmed that the other guy back in chapter 297 was Seiji’s dad? I’m just saying

very impressed that he’s still coherent enough to weigh the pros and cons before making the decision to gamble on giving this info to Stain, who at the very least has his own moral code and isn’t allied with AFO. it was definitely still a risk, but as we now know it was also the right call

what a weird alliance. so Stain tells him that he’ll give it to a just person, and the guy is all,

okay for real though I’m gonna need someone to run a DNA test on this guy. maybe it was some kind of cuckold situation?? the other guy had the family resemblance, but this guy absolutely 100% raised Shishikura Seiji and you are not going to convince me otherwise

anyway, so Stain is all,

PRISON GUARD: “???? ??????? what the hell. what the fuck does that fucking mean. I’m dying here, jesus christ, whatever man fuck you”

(ETA: I kind of feel like this might have been Stain’s last appearance in the manga, given all the fanfare. there’s not really much else he can do for the story at this point, and he seems to have gotten all the character development Horikoshi was planning on giving him. so if this really is it, hasta la vista and good riddance I guess.)

DWLFDKSLDK MEANWHILE, OUTSIDE

(ETA: I feel like this is meant to be evocative of that Sermon on the Mount painting, but in a really fucked up way lol.)

if it were me stumbling upon this scene I would just shake my head and walk right back into the flaming building. not getting involved in that mess. sorry not sorry. I’ll take my chances with the fire, especially given that it’s half-assed neutered BnHA fire lol

blah blah blah and so he decided to pass the info on to All Might -- HOT DAMN, HOLY SHIT

NAOMASA HOLY SHIT. THE APOCALYPSE LOOKS GOOD ON YOU, BOY

“I really like that facial scruff thing Aizawa’s got going on, I think I’m gonna get in on that” yes sir. “also thinking of ditching the tie in favor of the bulletproof vest look. also thinking of getting totally fucking jacked.” good lord. except I’m pretty sure that’s just body armor, but also I don’t care. anyway I should probably stop staring and actually read the fucking speech bubbles here lol

“All Might first handed this information over to Nao, and then went to see Deku, and then came back to Nao” thanks for that tidy little summary Horikoshi. we are capable of piecing events together in sequential order, I just want you to know that. but thank you

“so has Deku finally gotten a bath? also, sucks that Stain saved the day, but what are you gonna do” Nao I missed you so fucking much and didn’t even realize. how am I just now realizing that you are the perfect man

for a second I was gonna ask why Tartarus’s security systems would be cut off from the outside world, and then I remembered that’s a basic security control, and then I actually got impressed by how sensible that is. like, it’s been a while since I could genuinely say that the good guys (excluding class 1-A) did something smart. not that it helped them much in the end, but still

anyway so they’re talking about how AFO was able to coordinate the attack by communicating between his horcrux self on the outside and his ugly peanut-faced self on the inside

huh

okay you have my attention. I am taking notes here lol please continue

ah okay so he says that prior to Jakku, the transfer of information between him and his Vestige self was only one-way. but post-Jakku when Deku was in the hospital, he was able to tell what was happening inside the OFA Radical Lisa Frank Dead People Book Club Realm when he touched him. I feel like we established that before, actually. but he didn’t talk about how it actually felt, though

boy we already know this lol. yes AFO can talk with his horcrux self. and he can also communicate with his little bro in OFA too, let’s talk about that sometime why don’t we. what exactly does that imply, based on the rules we’ve established here

my god I cannot get over Naomasa and his fucking facial hair

no wonder All Might was in such a hurry to leave Deku and get back here

like I have no idea what this radio waves nonsense is but my god, people

that jawline. also so it’s a quirk, I see. except last I checked Deku didn’t have a radio waves quirk, so that doesn’t really explain his connection to AFO. but whatever, hopefully we’re at least getting closer to some kind of reveal here

(ETA: since I sometimes forget that other people’s lives don’t revolve around my theory posts, here are the two relevant links if you by chance want to know my thoughts about this.

Hagakure is still The U.A. Traitor™ regardless of whether Deku is passing information on to AFO through his psychic link, which he almost certainly is.

speaking of said psychic link, Deku is a horcrux.

just posting these now, because whenever trippy OFA stuff happens I tend to get an influx of theory asks. so hopefully this will be a bit of a time saver lol.)

-- wait, what

THAT’S what the recording was??!? holy SHIT. I genuinely was not expecting that. y’all wiretapped his fucking telepathy. fucking quirks, man. wild

AND THEY USED THAT POWER TO DETERMINE WHAT WE ALREADY KNEW, HUZZAH. GOOD SHOW

-- oh shit wait lol, except I forgot we’re not talking about 38 days from the present, we’re talking about 38 days from the date the conversation was recorded. heh. um

yeah that’s the face I would make too if All Fucking Might just casually told me we had eight days left until the end times

oh, pardon me. three fucking days

r.i.p. anyone who thought we were going to have another band arc sob. I sure hope Deku is enjoying that nap

(ETA: I realize people were hoping for a longer rest period here, but given that the man warned us all the way back in chapter 306 that we were entering the final act, you can’t really blame him too much when that turns out to be true. anyway but I do recognize that we’ve reached the point in the story where this kind of discourse is going to become a weekly occurrence, simply because there’s no possible way for Horikoshi’s actual endgame to line up perfectly with the variable headcanons of millions of fans, all of whom have wildly differing and in many cases contradictory expectations which can’t possibly all be fulfilled. anyway, so I’m already bracing myself for that lol. this coming year is going to be a wild ride.)

damn, U.A. out here looking like the motherfucking United Nations

-- is this U.A.?? I actually just realized, U.A. is four interconnected buildings, not two. wait holy shit is this Shiketsu?

wait holy SHIT

based on the overwhelmingly powerful vibes of bureaucratic incompetence, I’m thinking this really is the (future) U.N., or whatever organization it is that deals with international hero stuff

“just let them handle it themselves I’m sure they’ll be fine” yeah okay, thanks guys. appreciate it

wait oh shit did he say that it’s not just Japan?

soooo, what you’re telling me is that AFO is this close to bringing about the end of not just Japan, but the entire world, and you guys don’t think it’s a good idea to help the Japanese heroes stop him? so, genuine follow-up question: are you guys already planning your rich people exodus into space a la Wall-E, and that’s why you don’t give a fuck?? like, what??

omg international heroes

these guys are from World Hoodie Mission, right? is this Horikoshi’s way of reminding me to buy tickets

(ETA: and it worked too lol.)

WHO??? WHAT???

don’t tell me you’re introducing yet another badass new female character for me to fall in love with only to watch as you dismember them and/or blow them up, Horikoshi. I’m getting tired of playing this game my dude. don’t lie and tell me this time will be different. we’re not doing this again goddammit

noooooooooooooooooooo

god fucking dammit lmao. [sighs and rips the previous paragraph into shreds]

on behalf of Americans I apologize for our superheroes always being Like This

I also apologize because I love her already and I’m gonna be shameless about it. so fucking shameless you guys

is her fucking hair red white and blue. it is, isn’t it

this is the volume cliffhanger, 100% lol. it will take every ounce of Horikoshi’s willpower not to put her on the volume cover. he’ll have to settle for the spine or the inner cover this time because Deku VS his class 1-a superpals takes precedence. but it will be a close thing let me tell you

tbh it’s that smile that does it for me. she’s definitely All Might’s protege. get out there and show them how it’s done girl. and maybe call Salaam and BRD and see if you can’t convince them to play hooky from their governments as well. why not. world’s ending in three days you guys. “sorry, I’m busy this weekend” ain’t gonna cut it lol

so while I am not fully caught up with Vigilantes, I have read far enough to know that there’s an American hero named Captain Celebrity whose superpower from what I recall is being a humongous douchebag. and while I haven’t read far enough to know what happens to this guy, I can’t say I’m very disappointed to learn that he’s no longer the number one hero in the U.S. (actually, didn’t they kick him out and that’s why he moved to Japan to begin with?). anyway, so my thanks to Horikoshi for having a marginally higher opinion of Americans than Furuhashi, even though we have definitely not done anything to warrant said opinion lately, and you may have inadvertently opened the door to a pandora’s box of discourse lmao

(ETA: lol I went into the tags and they don’t disappoint. “why is she dressed like a flag” because she’s an homage to Captain America and Major Victory and literally every other character on this list. again, I apologize for fictional American superheroes being Like This. “oh boy another thicc waifu to make the fanboys happy” look, tumblr fandom never seems to have a problem thirsting over Dabi or Tomura or Aizawa or Nao, lol, I’m just saying. “where is Captain Celebrity” idk, probably murdered by the exploding bee cartel, let’s just be grateful for our good fortune and try not to Beetlejuice the man.)

anyway, so let’s see if Horikoshi’s recent character development with regards to making Mineta not terrible anymore will apply to other aspects of his writing as well. I know I was making light of discourse just now, but I do think the complaints about him introducing yet another new character at the 11th hour to be cannon fodder in the final battle are absolutely valid. and again, it wouldn’t be a problem if he didn’t keep maiming/killing off his female characters one by one instead of developing them and letting them kick ass long-term. but that said, I will never complain about Horikoshi adding another female character to the series, regardless of how clumsy the attempt may be. go ahead and pander away, just give us more girl power lol

anyway so we’ll see how it goes, but I think I’m gonna be optimistic and let myself hope once again, even though I’m probably gonna regret it lol. it is what it is. she is standing on an airplane just chilling for fuck’s sake. I’m only human. anyway fingers crossed

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