#Buster: You Really Think Someone Would Do That? Just Go On the Internet and Tell Lies?

[trimmedarmor]

doing the equivalent of gripping something intensely hard then forcing myself to let it go every time i see something about the stupid fandom drama i got pulled into earlier this year

[radioactivecatboy]

i am literally begging you on my hands and knees to read an unauthorized fan treatise. i am clasping my hands together and making pathetic and slightly crazed puppy eyes at you. it is 4:48am and i feel high off whatever the fuck that was. i know theres been the big like 10k post going around about it lately recommending it but im throwing my hat in the ring to pitch it. genuinely this book has everything. insane plot twists. a girl boss. teenagers posting about their illegal activities online. teenagers being exceedingly competent actually. the toxicity of internal back and forth bubbles in fandom. deeply fucking bizarre rpf. fanfiction and rpf fanfiction for a tv show that does not exist. extensive references to msscribe of live journal fame. unending hyperlinks that actually go places. footnotes. fandom drama the likes god himself could not imagine. sexism in fandom being a win exactly ONCE. this image specifically

[Image ID: The meme of Buster from the children’s TV show Arthur saying, “You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?” End ID]

in conclusion: PLEASE read it please please please please pl-

[innytoes]

25 and Willex (bonus points if the child/dog/friend is Reggie?) (If you're still taking prompts for this 😁)

Every year for Halloween, Willie went back to the group home where he'd stayed to volunteer to take the kids trick or treating. Not only was it a way of giving back - of assuaging the guilt he sometimes felt, wondering why Caleb had picked a chaotic, messy fourteen year old over any of the sweeter, smaller kids - but it was amazing fun too.

He got to dress up, run around with a bunch of kids, and also maybe keep a list of houses to come back and egg later, if they were weird or stuck up about 'those group home kids begging for candy'.

Besides, being 18 at the Hollywood Ghost Club on Halloween sucked. It wasn't even like he could use his fake ID, the bartenders all knew him. And Caleb was super strict about stuff like that during business hours. So he helped out at the group home, and then went to the staff party at the Club the day after, when they were closed and nobody cared too much about whether or not a certain son of the owner swiped a Bloodtini. Or skated off the railing. Or tried to dunk the green grilled cheeses in the chocolate fountain.

And okay, so maybe this year his costume was a little obscure, but he'd procrastinated getting anything, so he ended up raiding Caleb's old costumes from his 'I did other stuff on Broadway too you know' closet, and some of his own, and a trip to the dollar store, and he was pretty pleased with himself.

Except clearly someone recognised him.

"OH MY GOD, ZEKE ZILLIONS SPACE COWBOY?" someone across the street screamed, before dragging someone by the arm over to them.

"See, I told you he was a real character," Willie told the four nine year olds he was chaperoning. They rolled their eyes at him.

"Oh my god oh my god," A boy about his age said. He was dressed up as a zombie, though for some reason he was also carrying a wok. His friend was also a zombie, but had on a long pink wig, giant fake pearls, and a pink dress. He had great legs. "Zeke Zillions Space Cowboy was my absolute favourite cartoon as a kid. Can I please get a picture? Pretty please?"

"Sure can, Pard'ner," he said in his best Zeke Zillions impression, and the guy straight up went 'EEEEeee' like he was an early twothousands internet fangirl. After his friend took a bunch of pictures, he thanked the kids for their patience.

"By the way, number 42 is handing out full-sized candy bars," ZomBarbie said.

Throughout the night, every time they crossed paths (ZomBarbie and the Wokking Dead were accompanied by a witch, Kurt Cobain, and a tiny ghost buster), they'd wave at each other, as his fan shouted out a 'HI ZEKE!'. Eventually they ended up at the same house, waiting for the kids to get back.

"Sorry about Reggie," ZomBarbie said. "He's um, kind of a fanboy for that show. Like, writes-fanfiction-and-goes-to-obscure-fan-meet-ups kind of fan. I think you just made his year."

"That's okay, I'm glad someone remembers good old Zeke," Willie said. He was definitely going sleuthing on AO3 later. He wondered what the ships were. "The show meant a lot to me as a kid, what with the obvious queer-coding." Hopefully, a cute boy in a dress would understand that.

"Yeah," ZomBarbie said. "My parents didn't allow me to watch it. Too worried I'd turn out 'fruity'." He motioned to himself. "Clearly they succeeded," he said sarcastically.

"You do really pull off that dress, though," Willie said, waggling his eyebrows. His zombie friend went adorably flustered, from what he could tell under the zombie makeup.

Before he could flirt any more, the kids came back, complaining about how this house was handing out toothbrushes and toothpaste. "Can you put them on the list, Willie?" one of them, the girl dressed as Coraline, asked.

"Handing out toothbrushes is kind of dorky, but not an egg-able offense," Willie told her. "We reserve that for bigots and assholes."

"You have a list?" ZomBarbie asked, as they walked to the next house. His kids and the little Ghost Buster were comparing notes, it seemed, pointing at different houses.

"Yeah, lot of people in this fancy-pants neighbourhood don't take kindly to poor foster kids showing up," Willie said darkly.

"Carlos said something about that white house with the American Flag outside complaining about him going back to his own neighbourhood," the witch said darkly. "We live two blocks from here."

Willie glared, and made a note of it. "You wanna join me?" he asked, mostly to ZomBarbie, but quickly looking away at the rest of the group.

"My tía would kill me," the witch said, before smiling slyly. "But I'm sure Alex wouldn't mind going."

ZomBarbie spluttered a little, but managed to squeak out a little 'okay!'

Jackpot.

Behind him, he heard the guy's friend sigh happily. "And once again, Zeke Zillions saves the day, dispenses justice to evil doers, and captures hearts."

[strangersatellites]

when Buster Baxter from Arthur said “you really think someone would do that? just go on the internet and tell lies?” you’re who he was afraid of 😔 💔

my apologies 😔 i’m following the call of college baseball please forgive me

[whimsyprinx]

one time when I was like 10 or so I was googling caterpillars and butterflies (as one does) and searched “pink caterpillars” (as you do) in hopes of finding out that those are a thing that exist that I’ll magically find in my backyard now that I have solid proof that they exist. I didn’t find that proof, I did, however, find a yahoo ask asking if pink caterpillars were poisonous and without hesitation I replied “Yes.” and then went back to googling caterpillars and butterflies

[clotpolesonly]

A Promise In Purple

so my writing mojo hasn’t been great, but i was determined to get SOMETHING written for AroAce April Bingo (actual bingo card at the bottom under the cut), so have another heaping dose of fluffy ace!Derek and supportive!Stiles uwu

| Sterek | Gen | 1.3k | Ace Derek | Gift Giving | Flirting | Getting Together |

(also on AO3)

--

There was a pencil topper on Derek’s coffee table. A little sparkly purple rubber thing that looked like it had been stolen out of a tween girl’s backpack, sitting innocuously in the middle of Derek’s loft like it wasn’t bizarre for it to be there.

It smelled like Stiles.

Before he could talk himself out of it, Derek snatched the thing up, shoved it in his pocket, and headed right back out the door. It was only mid-afternoon, so Stiles was in his room when Derek hoisted himself up to the window. There were textbooks spread out in front of him like he was doing homework, though Derek would bet money that he was really just fucking around on the internet. He jumped a foot in the air when Derek tapped on his window, though he moved to open it readily enough.

Before Stiles could ask why he was there, Derek perched on the windowsill, pulled out the pencil topper, and said, “Stiles, are you buying every purple thing you can find as a way of flirting with me?”

Stiles’ face went red. “Psh!” he said. “No! Of course not, that would be—”

Derek raised an eyebrow. 

“Okay, maybe. Yes. Why, is it working?”

The glitter in the pencil topper sparkled in the sunlight. The stickers that Stiles had left taped to the loft door had been glittery too, hearts and shapes and words of affirmation that had nothing in common except for their color. The purple mug he’d found in the front seat of his camaro had been blessedly matte, though the kitten logo on the side was a bit garish. The purple t-shirt neatly folded and left on his doormat had been tie-dye. The teddy bear’s fur wasn’t sparkly, but the heart stitched to its hands had been.

All of it placed conspicuously where Derek would find it. All of it sans note but with Stiles’ scent all over it. And all of it purple—the same shade as the asexuality pride flag, only a week after Derek had finally worked up the courage to tell his pack how he identified.

Derek stared down at the pencil topper, something so ridiculous and that served no purpose whatsoever other than as a gesture of affection and support, and he smiled.

Only someone like Stiles would think this weird magpie-like gift-giving would qualify as a flirtation. What did it say about Derek that it was so effective? That he had all the gifts in a pile on his bedside table? That he’d caught himself thinking about them and smiling to himself throughout his day, pleased by the mere memory of the silly, useless trinkets hidden away in his room and wondering if he would find another one soon?

It probably said that he liked Stiles. And it wasn’t wrong.

“Yeah,” he said, “it kind of is.”

Stiles’ full body flail of triumph carried him out of his seat and into Derek’s space, hands landing on Derek’s knees. He leaned his weight on them, beaming. Derek held the most recent gift up in the scant space left between them.

“This thing?” he asked. “Really? Where did you even get this?”

“CVS,” Stiles said, without an ounce of shame. “It was in one of those little discount baskets up by the checkout.”

“Of course. And the others?”

“I think the stickers were from there too,” Stiles said, fingers tapping on Derek’s thigh. “No! Those were Wal-Mart. Pencil thingie, CVS, stickers, Wal-Mart. The mug was from Etsy. The little NSA man that lives in my phone fed me the t-shirt in a well-placed Facebook ad ten seconds after I mentioned wanting to find you one—thanks, NSA man—and the teddy bear was from one of those claw machine things at Dave & Busters.”

“We have a Dave & Busters?”

Stiles stared at him. “Oh my god, Derek, have you never been to Dave & Busters? Dude, you have to go! We have to go! Fuck it, that’s our first date right there.”

Derek laughed. Honestly, that sounded like a fantastic time, and a “yes” hovered on the tip of his tongue. But there was something else he needed to know first.

Rolling the pencil topper between his fingers, Derek said, “You know, we’ve known each other for over two years and you’ve never flirted with me before this week. I didn’t think you…”

Liked me. Not like this.

“Well, I didn’t think you—” Stiles’ grip on Derek’s knees tightened as he swayed another inch closer. Color flooded his face again. “I was pretty sure that you weren’t interested in me. I may have had Scott sniff you a few times, discreetly, to check for pheromones or whatever. He said it didn’t smell like you were attracted to me, so I sort of wrote it off as a lost cause, you know?”

Derek did remember Scott hovering around him a few times in pack meetings. He hadn’t been discreet at all, actually, but Derek hadn’t really cared what he was looking for at the time. He gave the pencil topper another squeeze and bit his lip. “And now?”

“Now,” Stiles said, a grin inching back onto his face, “I know that the lack of pheromones isn’t personal and does not, in fact, preclude romantic interest. So I figured I’d give it a try, on the off chance you might be up for it. Can’t score if you don’t shoot your shot, right?”

Derek raised one eyebrow. “To be fair, you’re not gonna score either way.”

Stiles’ laugh burst out of him immediately, so intense that he snorted. “Oh my god, dude, there is a whole new world of punnage available to us now! Can I make ace jokes too, or just you? Would it be weird for me and the pack to joke about it? Would you mind?”

Dazed but smiling, Derek shook his head. “I don’t mind.”

It took a minute for Stiles to get his giggles under control. When the worst of them had passed, he wiped at his streaming eyes and then fixed them on Derek.

“Man, I am gonna date you so hard.”

Derek’s smile grew. “Yeah? Even with…?” He held up the purple pencil topper and gave it a little shake.

Stiles snatched it from him, tossing it up in the air and catching it in his fist. He said, “Yeah. Even with. And you can bet your ass, I am gonna win so many tickets at Dave & Busters and buy you every purple thing I can possibly find in that prize section. I will even spend another two hours fighting with that damn claw machine to get you more purple teddy bears.”

“It took you two hours to get that thing?”

“Damn right it did,” Stiles declared. “And it was worth it.”

“You’re crazy,” Derek said, marveling. It was his turn to blush.

Stiles bit his lip, eyes squeezed closed for a moment. “Derek, I need you to know how much self-control it just took me to not immediately respond with ‘crazy about you’. I was so close.”

“I appreciate your restraint.”

“Good, now get out of here before my self-control runs out and I kiss you prematurely.”

That statement did nothing to quell the heat in Derek’s cheeks. Stiles said it so casually, so confidently, as he finally released his grip on Derek’s knees. He stepped back to put space between them, cold air—not cold at all, really, but compared to the warmth of having him close—rushing in to fill the gap, but his eyes never left Derek’s face.

Heart racing in a way he was very glad that Stiles couldn’t hear, Derek slipped back out of the window as instructed. It wasn’t until he was halfway back to the loft that he realized Stiles had kept the pencil topper.

That was okay. Derek had a pile of other presents waiting for him at home, and the promise, now, of a dozen more.

--

[gothicprep]

i also don't want to use my finite amount of time on this planet to keep dragging the unfortunate bigot who happened to write harry potter. but since i opened my browser up, saw my prior post about her, and am thinking about it again as consequence, i wanna point one more thing out before i leave this is the dustbin of history.

when transphobes do this thing where they posture sympathy by bringing up that they have trans people in their lives that they hold dearly, i really just get the sense they're either massively overstating the closeness of those relationships, or outright lying about them existing. the majority of trans people i know, i met pre coming out and pre everything, and even with this context, i still couldn't break my brain into seeing them as anything other than what they genuinely are – coming by it from a place of "if someone tells you their gender is this or that, they aren't incentivized to lie about this and you should believe them". it becomes the same unnatural process as doing that sort of unhinged metaphysical calculus to cis people. maybe this is a personal thing and me roleplaying Transposing Consciousness, but the thought process is really difficult for me to follow, and thus kind of dings my bullshit radar.

people using their incomprehensibly large platforms to be spurious with rhetoric that hurts people disgusts me in general, but transphobia just sticks in the craw in a different way because so much of it is predicated on outright lies. "source: my anus" level lies. incredibly falsifiable stuff you wouldn't bark about if you bothered to consult something as un-curated as google about it.

idunno where i'm going with this one. attach png from arthur where buster is like "you really think someone would do that? just go on the internet and tell lies?"

[roboromantic]

I somehow missed the latest Monster Factory so I’m watching it now but every time they do their weird RP things with unwitting players a part of my soul shrivels up and dies

[magnficientoarfish]

ID 1: an edited image of a google search where the query is “can you make a fake screenshot” and the AI overview says “It’s actually impossible to fake a screenshot online. You should take everything you see at face value. Remember, only AIs can be wrong, good old-fashioned humans would never intentionally make something up for humor or to purposefully lie to you. If something confirms your pre-existing beliefs, go ahead and believe it! It’s what Naruto would want you to do. End ID 1

ID 2: the meme with Buster from Arthur where he says, “You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?” End ID 2

look at this wacky thing the google AI results just showed me!

[keclan]

[buster from pbs arthur voice] you really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?

[bihet-dragonize]

That iCarly post is so odd, people in the comments are saying "and that's why you can't believe everything you read on the internet" while believing a random untrustworthy YouTube comment instead of the multiple accounts which state that the stunt double was injured

The people uncritically reblogging that post

[ID: An image of Buster the rabbit from the show Arthur sitting down at a computer with the text "Do you really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?" at the bottom. End ID]

[simonalkenmayeris-still-dead]

bruh simon is posting tiktok "psychologist" "therapist" tiktoks on "narc abuse" and "why narcs are bad for people with adhd" and "what narc abuse does to your brain" im dead 💀💀💀 TOO funny. this wouldnt get clicks if u just said abuse sooo its jus to pin abuse on a scapegoat on mentally ill people lol �� also there are ableist ppl in hte psych field..... also these types of people seem to be the type that are like ^_^ i advocate for mentwl health. but is only talking about depression and anxiety and immediately flip teh switch the instant someone has schizophrenia or bpd/npd/aspd or did/osdd, something "scary" and calls them an abuser for it 🤨

[Image of Buster from Arthur saying "You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?"]

[belledxct]

[ID: Set of nine images. ID 1: A screenshot of a post from the Neopets forums that says "wow this place is a freakshow. i dont respect literally any of you people". The poster's username is not shown, the post is from 24 May 2017 at 2:28 PM. ID 2: A screenshot of a Brian David Gilbert YouTube video; he is in a kitchen pulling a sheet of tinfoil from a roll in a box and says "Tinfoil time." ID 3: A small cat being held in someone's lap and making an angry-looking face, captioned "off my puter" ID 4: A screencap from The Good Place on Netflix showing Chidi with his hands up talking to Eleanor, he says "I'm sorry. I'm trying to process a tremendous amount of insane information." ID 5: An edit of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs so the only need is "— Em Dash" ID 6: A stuff (Robert Downey Jr. as Tony Stark) meme that says "there are federal agents outside my house". "Federal agents" is in a different font than the rest of the text. ID 7: A screencap from Arthur PBS showing Buster at a computer looking shocked and saying "You really think someone would do that, just go on the internet and tell lies?" ID 8: The "go piss girl" meme (a Gossip Girl promotional picture where the letters in "gossip" are rearranged) with impact font text added to say "go die girl" ID 9: A cropped TikTok screenshot with a blurry yellow background with white text reading "I'll forever choose revenge. I'll heal in hell" with a red heart emoji. End ID]

no context Unauthorized Fan Treatise spoilers

[namixart]

So. Sorry for vagueposting but rant under read more because I'm livid.

So. You may have seen my awesome new tattoo. It's great, I love it and it makes me super happy. If you haven't seen it, it's a tattoo of Cloud's Buster Sword covered in Aerith's flowers. The reasoning behind it, as I mentioned in my original post, is that 2020 wasn't really a fun year for anyone. Me? I got through it relatively unscathed, and a lot of it I credit to FFVIIR coming out and working on Wildflowers. I genuinely love it and I'm always excited to share more and more with you guys! I also spent most of the year gushing about the game and the characters to anyone who'd listen, and I don't feel like it's a stretch to say that if not for FFVIIR and Wildflowers I'd be in a much worse place right now, mental health wise. More specifically than just FFVII, it's been thanks to Cloud and Aerith. They're my favourite characters in the game (together AND separately) and honestly probably my favourite characters ever. Period. They're both absolutely comfort characters for me and I break out in a huge smile whenever they're so much as brought up. So, I decided to get a tattoo representing them. Because I wouldn't be doing as well as I am now if not for them. Again, both together and separately. As I mentioned in the caption of the photo I posted of my tattoo.

Now, tonight I got a notification: "[username] reblogged your post!" So, obviously, I went to check it out! Everyone has been absolutely lovely on that post--a lot of compliments and excitement RE: the tattoo--and I wanted to see if there was more of that. There was not. No, what I found in the reblog was [username] very smugly asking me what I would tell people "when C/T end up together again in remake" and I look like an idiot for getting a C/A tattoo. Would I tell them the remake retconned canon? Or would I lie and say it's a Z/A tattoo?

So, they obviously got blocked faster than the speed of light and they deserve none of my or anyone else's attention, but I just kinda need to rant, because hey, none of this is okay! First of all, there was nothing in that post or the tags talking about C/T or just T (don't want this showing up in their tags, I'm not an animal). The tattoo has nothing to do with C/T (or Z/A for that matter), and I did not feel the need to be snippy or talk about the LTD at all. For that matter, even if I did tag it as C/A, it's not really even just a shipping tattoo. First and foremost, it's about Cloud and Aerith in their capacity as my favourite FFVII characters, my comfort characters and the fact that they helped me get through 2020 and the first half of 2021. Do I ship C/A? Yes, obviously. But I'm not yet so deranged that that would be enough to get a tattoo. No, this was about the game and the characters. At any rate, the fact that I didn't tag it as C/T and that they still found the post means that they went snooping through the C/A tag to find it, presumably to get mad and be mean at strangers on the internet just trying to exist in peace. Which is bad enough. [username], if you're out there (and you're not, because blocked), please do all of us a favour and get a life.

Secondly, and most importantly, [username] missed something that's very obvious to somebody with basic reading comprehension skills (I know this is Tumblr but come on). The mental health thing. Now, I don't know where I would be if FFVIIR and Wildflowers hadn't happened at the time that they did, but I'd be in much worse shape. This story and these characters were consistently a huge comfort and escape for me for over a year and a half, and that's the reason I got a tattoo. So, [username] looked at a post of me being happy about my tattoo because it brings me joy and represents characters who bring me joy and got me through a goddamn global pandemic and went "That's nice," and proceeded to spit out whatever verbal garbage came to mind. This is the part that infuriates me. I'm not hurt, I'm not heartbroken, I don't care. But this sort of behaviour is disgusting. I'd be equally livid if I saw it happen to somebody else. Guess what you don't get to do? Shit on people's happiness and intrude like this. For all they know, I could've been in a much worse state than I was--did they ever think about that? That's the part that gets me. Like, who are you to come onto my post, take it way too seriously and be mean about something that represents my coping mechanism? Disgusting. I hope they know that every single character they mentioned, especially their beloved T, would be disgusted with them.

And even if none of this was the case, even if I did go off the deep end and get a tattoo because ooohh cute ship, even if I didn't have any mental health issues associated with it--even if all of that. They still thought it was appropriate to take a post of someone just trying to share a tattoo that they loved and be rude and mean-spirited and smug on it. While specifically looking through the C/A tags too, let's not forget that sad cherry on this pathetic sundae. What kind of person do you have to be, to act like this and think you're in the right? This is the most sincere "Get a life" I've ever said, Jesus Christ. Guess what? Shipping isn't that big of a deal! I know, radical. You know what is a big deal? Assholes like this trying to make everyone else's lives worse for... reasons? Kicks? I genuinely can't fathom the thought process you'd have to go through to end up at "I'll be mean to this person I've never met who's just having fun and being happy. Serves them right." I just... I'm upset. Not for myself (I truly do not care about one internet troll), but just in general that this kind of people exist. Vile. Get a life, and I'll go show my tattoo to people whose opinion I actually care about.

And, for the record, if FFVIIR does end with canon C/T (which, honestly, I really don't think it will resolve the LTD at all), I'd just still tell people that the tattoo was never meant to be, like, some deranged "I SUPPORT THIS SHIP AND I WANT IT CANON OR I'LL LIGHT MYSELF ON FIRE" thing. It is, and always was, meant to represent two of my favourite characters who helped me through a really rough spot. Simple as that.

Also they got an ask from someone congratulating them on "putting toxic C/As in their places" I'm gonna fucking piss myself. Go eat a bag of dicks, fuckhead, and leave me alone.

[hypnomicimagines]

⭐Fluff Alphabet: B⭐

B – Before (How did they act before the relationship/what was the relationship like?)

BUSTER BROS

Yamada Ichiro

You and Ichiro had been friends since he was in the orphanage, someone he’d always confided his worries in and who’d been there for him through a lot of the troubles he faced in life. You were someone he was always fond of and might’ve had a bit of ‘love at first sight’ with but he never acted on it as he was just too busy taking care of his brothers to worry about a relationship. You’d been close, practically family, for a long time before he finally knew he had to stop denying how he really felt and ask you out (hoping you’d feel the same so your relationship wouldn’t have to be awkward).

Yamada Jiro:

Jiro had seen you here and there, thought you were cute, but had never really thought too much about it. He had trouble talking to you and couldn’t think of any common topics at first so he felt the relationship was just doomed to fail but it didn’t mean you didn’t invade his dreams constantly to the point his crush on you persisted even after the two of you had stopped talking. He’s flustered when you suddenly pop up in his life and make the extra effort to get to know him, not letting him chicken out like he did before; he can’t help but match your energy, hoping that maybe fate is what had intervened and brought you back into his life.

Yamada Saburo

Your friendship with Saburo was almost exclusively online for a bit as you helped him help Ichiro out a few times with hunting down things on the internet, sometimes teasing him that he only ever came to you when he needed help. He was too nervous to ask to meet you in person and when he finally did to get a particularly sensitive piece of information, he wished that your relationship had just stayed online. What Saburo felt for you was too complicated for him to put into words as he feels like perhaps it was just his deep admiration for your intelligence and skills that made him feel the way he did about you but in the end, he was quickly figured out what he was actually feeling.  

MAD TRIGGER CREW

Aohitsugi Samatoki

You weren’t even sure Samatoki liked you as a person considering how hostile he seemed to be, ignoring all your teasing (and especially you’re flirting) to keep business moving along. Yet, he always stopped to talk to you whenever he spotted you even if he acted like you were the single most annoying person he’d ever met and he seemed to take personal offense if someone unintentionally looked at you wrong. Even though your teasing does make him roll his eyes he doesn’t mind it that much as it’s clear you’re not actually making fun of him and sometimes, you can be funny even if he won’t admit it out loud. You’re the type of person he naturally feels like he has to protect which is where his fondness was born from and how his feelings for you ended up escalating to what they were now.

Iruma Jyuto

Jyuto was always polite but you couldn’t help but feel he kept you at a comfortable distance, never getting too personal and keeping most of his life to himself; he did have a deep distaste of when others pointed out his shady behavior in front of you, trying to keep his image as ‘clean’ as he could but knowing it’d all come to light eventually. You can tell Jyuto puts a little extra effort into how he looks when he knows you’ll be around and you enjoy seeing the man preen for you, suspecting it’s not something he did for others very often even if he was rather well put together normally.

Rio Mason Busujima

Rio was a friendly face that popped into your life every now and again, with you knowing he was someone you could lean on or unload your troubles on without much judgment coming your way. You found yourself making your way to his little campsite more as you grew more attached to his company, knowing he liked it when he could cook and take care of others. Rio was always polite and never brought up touchy subjects, but once he’d become part of the rap battles, you’d started to worry about him a little more and made the extra effort to check in on him. Rio noticed your worry for him and felt guilty about making you worry but he’d faced tough opponents before so he had no intention of backing down, simply thanking you and letting you know your care for him was appreciated.

FLING POSSE

Amemura Ramuda

Ramuda flirted with any cute person that came in his path and you were no different, putting an extra bit of attention on you; he bothered you at work, when you were out with friends, he seemed to have a constant radar that detected where you were at all times. You saw him as a lovable nuisance for the most part but rejecting his flirting, sometimes giving in but not entirely in the way he wanted, made him want you even more. Treating him like a person and not just a sex object certainly goes a long way to making Ramuda see you as a little something more and once his feelings for you are solidified in his heart, he cools it with his flirting (but not with his clinginess).

Yumeno Gentaro

You wished you knew what you were to Gentaro but he seemed to purposely keep you in the dark about that, consistently telling others you were his sister, his cousin, an acquaintance, a fair-weather friend- even you were confused about what your relationship actually was up until you confronted him about it. His lies were annoying to deal with and you wondered if you really wanted to suffer with not knowing what the truth was your entire life but you enjoyed his company enough that you were willing to overlook the glaring character flaw. He made up for it with a cute confession at least.

Arisugawa Dice

You felt like Dice’s parent most of the time as you offered him a safe place to stay and food to survive, with him always quite thankful that you take care of him, enough that he even helps around the house every once in a while. He’s fiercely protective of you because of this friendship and he’s a naturally loyal person, always looking out for your well-being and trying to not overstay his welcome. He finds he simply likes being around you which is why you’re his first choice for whenever he needs a place to stay.

MATENRO

Jinguji Jakurai

Jakurai’s true friends were few a far in-between not just because of his current job (or his former one) but because he was always busy doing this or that, especially now that he had his own Hypnosis Mic. So the fact that he even made time to see you, getting lunch or simply meeting in the park to catch up, meant you were someone who was very special to the hardworking doctor. He called you every now and again to check in that you were doing well despite the fact you crossed his mind daily, worried about pulling you into his dangerous life but also craving the intimacy of having a deeper relationship with you.

Izanami Hifumi

You rarely, if ever, saw Hifumi outside the club and when you did he was always wearing his jacket which made you think he was constantly at work; it threw you off as you wondered if he just saw you as a customer or if he thought of you as a genuine friend. He makes the effort to see you outside of work more when you bring the subject up but he can’t entirely abandon his coat if you identify as female, slowly getting more comfortable with the idea until one day he shows up jacket free. You don’t know what it means but he seems quite proud, a bit jumpier than normal, but still overly excited to see you.

Kannonzaka Doppo  

The two of you had bonded over an office dinner that neither of you had wanted to attend, Doppo confiding in you his misery while you giggled at how far down the rabbit hole his self-deprecation could get. When you told him you enjoyed his company more than anyone else at works it was like an arrow to the heart and even if it was foolish, Doppo could at least get lost in the thought of actually having a significant other. Work seemed a little bit brighter when you were there and he’d even taken up to having lunch with you (when he didn’t have to work through it).

BAD ASS TEMPLE

Harai Kuko

Kuko, after very blatantly checking you out and even offering up a compliment, begins a conversation that truly goes down in history as one of the funniest things in your life. You’d never suspected he’d be a monk due to his overall appearance and attitude but you find he’s quite insightful, a good friend to have by your side when life got tough. Reaching out to him for advice feels natural at this point and you’d even gone to the temple a few times to bother him on your off days, with Kuko shirking his duties from time to time to visit you in return. It wasn’t any surprise that the two of you ended up dating as anyone who saw you interact would see it coming from a mile away.

Aimono Jyushi

Jyushi had admired you from afar for a long time, having known you since middle school but never feeling confident enough to approach you despite the things you had in common. You had always been friendly to him and had seemed quite guilty that you couldn’t protect him from his bullies, even profusely apologizing once you met again after graduation. He held nothing against you and from that point on you seemed to have an easy time talking with him, checking in on him, attending his concerts, doing everything you could to support him when he needed you to. His crush came back full force even as an adult and it left him even more determined to leave behind his crybaby status as you deserved someone who could stand up for you without shedding a tear.

Amaguni Hitoya

Hitoya had plenty of people come and go in life but even after that first chance meeting with you, he couldn’t get you out of his head; for an old man to fall so hard felt a little pathetic on his part but he just continued on with life as normal. He treated you like he would anyone else, looking out for you when he could, taking you out for dinner and drinks when he had a free weekend, normal adult things that you’d do with adult friends (the place where he desperately tried to keep you despite his romantic interest). He valued your friendship highly and considers you someone he can trust with his life.

DOTSUITARE HOMPO

Nurude Sasara

You were friends before he rose to fame and though you’d fallen out of touch after he started to grow busier, he could always pick your face out of the crowd when he performed; he’d make an effort to find you after shows but you always seemed to disappear or he’d get sidetracked, but when he did manage to find you he always took you out to catch up. He feels a connection and understanding with you even if you constantly shoot down his puns as unfunny and there’s a certain relief he has at being around you, knowing he could be himself without fear of you calling him annoying or overwhelming.

Tsutsujimori Rosho

You were the friend of a friend, someone connected to Sasara who he hadn’t really had any interaction with aside from in a group setting. He thought you were nice enough but he never read too deeply into it until he found himself talking to you alone, finding you were a bit of a different person when not around your own friends (not that he could blame you for that). Your relationship is still distant but friendly for a long time, with Rosho always being pleasantly surprised when you popped up while he was out with Sasara, the teasing from his longtime friend being the first clue that maybe he felt a little something more for you than friendship.

Amayado Rei

Rei is always out and about, never minding his own business, so it’s no surprised you ended up meeting him at a bar where he was seemingly gathering information from. You hadn’t thought much of him when he bought you a drink but he had his own charm to him, especially with how he didn’t bullshit what he wanted out of you (at first). Your relationship had always been a rocky one as it was far too easy to argue with the cocky man but he always seemed to warn you when danger was around the corner and came to you when interesting things were happening around town, claiming it was simply more info gathering though you suspected he wanted something else (which, to be fair, you were also wrong about as you hadn’t thought he of all people would be romantically interested in you in a thousand years).

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