#But he got mellowed out as a teenager

[carnation-damnation]

KICKIN' ASS FAST, PUTTIN' ON A SHOW!

[dreamsy990]

i drew silly gijinkas of my dogs

the dogs in question

[fanaticalthings]

Bruce coming home one day to find Robin Jason clinging onto a chandelier with Dick below him cheering him on.

Bruce: Jason what are you doing?

Jason: Dick said that you missed his antics after he moved out and so he’s teaching me how to be a better son

Dick: After this we’re going to drive the Batmobile into the bay :D

Jason: We’re going to what? I mean yeah! Right into the water.

Jason trying to whisper to Dick: Dick I can’t swim though

This just further fuels the chaotic dynamic of Dick and Jason during a time where Dick was still going through his teenage angst and was absolutely not a benevolent role model LMAO

I mentioned it in this post, but it's just so funny to me to imagine a Jason who grew up with an absolutely WILD Dick Grayson as an older brother, while the younger batkids grew up with a more mellowed out and mature (arguable but when measured against the other kids, he wins by a landslide) Dick Grayson.

Robin!Jason era:

Dick: You wanna go out and get high?

Jason: I can't, I have homework.

Dick, sputtering: HOMEWORK?

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Dick, about to do an elaborate (and totally not dangerous) acrobatic move in the manor: Watch this, littlewing

Jason: You shouldn't do that, it'll make Bruce upset.

Dick, on the brink of angry tears: Why are you like this.

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Jason, dejected: Listen, I know you don't approve of me because you think I'm not good enough as Robin, but-

Dick: Not good enough as Robin? I don't care about that, I just think you're a little bitch

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Dick taking Jason out on a hangout for the first time: OK, looks like I got my work cut out for me. Take out a notepad and write everything down. I will NOT have my successor embarrass me like this. So what you wanna do to piss off Bruce-

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[Years later, Jason returning to Gotham with the fury of a thousand suns and the chaos to match it]: I'm gonna make your life a living HELL, Bruce

Dick, older and relatively more chilled out: Okayyyyy, maybe let's just– calm down a lil, haha, no need for the theatrics

Jason, betrayed, observing a Dick Grayson who is teaching his new younger siblings to behave and be mature: Dick, what the FUCK

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Present!Dick, mentoring Tim: Make sure not to be too impulsive, don't wanna raise Bruce's blood pressure

Red Hood!Jason spying on them from afar: Who even ARE you??

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Jason: So you teach me ALL of that, only to turn into the ONE thing you despised so greatly all those years ago

Dick, sweating: Well-

Jason: I'm ASHAMED. How can you be worthy of being called my PREDECESSOR?

[kangen-wanshi]

Hii!!

Is it okay if I request Gepard x reader? Where he isn't educated in romance and stuff so he reads and watches cliche romance stuff and tries them out on us.

(Bonus if he swoops us off our feet randomly and bites a rose from it's stem to look like those cringe catcallers but HE looks like a suave mf)

Different ft. Gepard Landau

Ever since he's got into a relationship with you, he realizes how 'bland' and 'simple' his way of approaching romance is. To capture your heart more, perhaps, a few change is in order..

Tags: sfw, no pronouns used but reader is shorter than Gepard

Sheltered and wholey inexperienced of romance - is often the idea that swims around as gossip in Belobog in terms of the Captain of the Silvermane’s single romantic life.

This, fortunately, is not entirely true.

As a Landau, yes he was mostly driven to a path made for him since young, depriving him of normal childhood, friendship, and well, romance.

But the young man is not entirely clueless to it. In fact, he was taught about romance from when he was a teenager.

He was expected to find an admirable figure to court and brought back to the Landau family, hence he was taught to be a gentleman, and how to ‘court properly’. So even though he’s not so clueless in the romance department.. His method can feel entirely.. Stiff, and scripted.

Planned dinner dates at the best restaurant in town, daily letters sent to your mailbox, messages every morning, evening and night to check up on you when he’s away at the Frontline.

He’s sweet, really. He knows he’s doing something right (despite the eye roll and the teasing from his sister) when he sees you blush, smile or giggle at his attempt.

But whenever he sees your attempt at confronting him with your love, in comparison, he feels like his method is a bit too mellow to your bright light.

But this is the best way Gepard knows how to court and show your love properly with someone.. How can you be so creative at showing your love to him? He doesn’t know.

But he will find out!

So he went on his secret journey and mission to achieve a way to sweep you off of your feet (literally and figuratively).

He asks Serval - obviously, for a guide, considering that her lifestyle is more carefree than he is and that she’s a close friend of yours. He asks for advice from some of the Silvermane guards who're already in a romantic relationship as well as Dunn to help! And he even went out to ask the Trailblazers about how to ‘woo you properly’.

The last attempt is what sparked the idea of your current predicament.

The Trailblazers are a creative bunch, considering that they came from beyond the sky, their methods are also.. Beyond the sky. March 7th and her silver haired friend was the one who lent him a videotape containing a compilation of cheesy romance movies from across the galaxy!

So, being the Landau he is, he studied it intensely.

As intense as he could, to the point that one of his soldiers can swear that they can hear him rehearse some quote under his breath during patrol duty.

But learning alone won’t do! Gepard strives to take action! As soon as he finds himself to be well prepared, he makes his move.

Inviting you to the rooftop of one of the tallest buildings in Belobog just on the outskirt of town, heater are properly arranged, a set of blanket and pre-heated meal waiting for the two of you under the starry and beautiful night of the city.

Gepard was there first, naturally, to make sure that everything was prepared and every backup plan ready to go.

When you arrive, the show begins:

Sitting there on a single lone chair is Gepard himself. Outside of his uniform, he wears an oddly simple white shirt (that seems to suspiciously wrap his figure well), as well as a pair of black dress pants. His legs are crossed over the other, one of his arms is leaning on the back of the chair while the other is propped on his knee.

And that wasn’t the weirdest part of it all.. Gepard is.. Biting a stem of rose..?

“Wha..” You hold your stifle, “.. Love, what are you doing?”

“Waiting for you, my rose.” He finally speaks up, his speech entirely different from his usual polite and straightforward manner, as he pulls himself up from the chair swiftly, and plucks the rose off from his lips to give to you, “For you, dear.”

Now you can’t help but giggle and give him the stupidest grin yet as you take the rose from him and took his offered hand as he lead you to where the picnic set is waiting, with your arm linked to his leaning onto his thin shirt, you finally gave in and snort, “Alright, alright, out with it Gepard, did Sampo set you up for this? Or did you lose a bet with someone?” you giggled at the rose he gave you, "This is.. A bit out of character even for you."

“Wh- No, no no, of course not,” nearly caught off guard with his own stuttering, he coughed to his hand, “I’m just.. Trying to be different today, that is all.”

“Different?” You look up to him with a raised eyebrow, “Different why? What do you mean?”

“Well, I..” He sighed, his shoulder dropped, as pink finally creeped up to his cheek. Serval was right - this plan is way too difficult for him to go through. He may be well versed in Preservation when it comes to battle, but when he’s supposed to mimic and maintain the persona of a flirt from a movie directed in an entirely different planet.. Perhaps his skill doesn’t really cover him in that area.

“I just wanted to do something different for you,” he puts his hand above yours, squeezing slightly with a small smile, “You’ve been busy yet you always shower me with your various ways of showing your love. So I just.. Want to do something for you, in return.”

He pulled your hand up and lowered his head, to plant a more firm, and more genuine kiss to your hand, “Sorry if it ends up a little.. Weird, or awkward to your liking. I was told by the Trailblazer that this was uh, a famous way on how to charm your partner, so.. I thought you might like it.”

You took your time to process his words, yet any fancy way of reciprocating it is immediately wiped away by the melting of your heart at the explanation of his attempt. So instead of saying anything, you cupped his cheek and planted a quick kiss on his lips.

“You don’t have to be different to make me happy, Gepard,” you plant another kiss on his cheek, “Whatever you do or give to me - I’ll always cherish it.”

This isn’t how it’s supposed to be. He glared at you with a conflicting gaze and reddened cheek. He was supposed to be the one who made your heart go ‘doki doki!’ as one of the illustration books he borrowed from the Trailblazer - not you making his heart flutter!

So he commits to the final act by putting his arms under you and picking you up swiftly bridal style in his arms, earning a surprise yelp and a tight clutch of your fist on his shirt. Finally, He caught you off-guard and made you flustered instead by his action.

Still dazed and surprised by his sudden boldness, Gepard sneaked a kiss on your nose, before nuzzling your neck, and carried you over to the picnic area he’s settled with a proud smile on his face.

He’ll most likely ditch whatever embarrassing attempt he did before, but this? He’s definitely going to do a couple more of this in the future.

[pansy-picnics]

can ask that you spill everything about your Splatoon OCs? 😺

ABSOLUTELY i did not expect anyone to ask to be honest….goodness where do i even begin. Let’s see. I’ll start with my main little doomed love triangle thing i suppose

Cecilia Paek, she/her, 24 yrs old, aka: cece, celia, eight, whore, freak, slut, etc. My agent 8. born in the domes under the name Seo-Mi Paek, but renamed herself to cece post-memory loss. A freak both in the not-safe-for-work sense and just. In general. She says the most unhinged shit in such a passive formal manner. Marina has to consistently tell her she’s not allowed to eat the jelletons. She bites. A lot.

aside from being a freak cece is curious and observant, but incredibly blunt and fierce. In the past Seo-Mi was a much quieter and more repressed person, but hearing the Inkantation awakened a flame within her, so to speak. Cece is incredibly vocal about her thoughts and feelings, and she does not like to be pushed around. although shes always been a very nostalgic person, shes been trying to look forward more often than not. (she was on team future!)

cece has a very mature, almost sisterly presence, and is especially close with neo 3 (ikra) and her pseudo sister agent 4 (yottsu). she also has a daughter of her own, yumi! ikra and yottsu are my friends ocs so i cant say too much about them but ikra is like, basically her and kyle’s adopted kid

Kyle Lastname, (Actual surname to be determined Eventually) he/him, 25 yrs, aka three, cap, kyle, ceces silly rabbit /j. he’s my captain 3. has a stupid ass name bc he’s a stupid ass guy. Basically started as a joke oc but i put him through the Horrors. he’s the malewife of all time.

Grew up the only hearing person in a deaf/hard of hearing household so he’s fluent in sign language. He joined squidbeak when he was like 16 mostly bc he was a MASSIVE FUCKING LOSER with a huge ego who wanted the attention. Now he has Trauma and hates his teen self more than anything. (The egotistical little white kid phase is like, a rite of passage in his family. His little sister is still in that phase.) Now that he’s mellowed out hes just a sopping wet cat. Dating cece and is obsessed with her + will do literally whatever she wants.

Hes a lot more talkative than canon 3, hes the kind of guy who copes with humor all the time. he tries to be cool and mysterious but hes really awkward and gets flustered or worked up super easily. He’s overall a pretty boring guy and thats his charm. She’s barbie and he’s just ken. etc etc.

Hes SO dad coded btw. He and cece have a daughter together, Yumi. Since he was young he spent a lot of time looking after his little sister and he’s basically adopted his protege, neo3 (ikra). he makes me think of RTGame for reasons i could not describe to you, it’s just the energy somehow. He’s my babygirl. My little meow meow if you will (Cece voice)

Victoria Mendoza, she/her, 25 yrs, aka Tori. SHE is the fucked up one. Literally doomed by the narrative. Eye love her.

She comes from a long line of elite soldiers and was a child prodigy, but also the Problem Child. Got expelled from multiple schools for beating up other kids. from a young age she’s been incredibly critical of the octarian society and she was basically your average teen rebel. into alt music/fashion, incredibly vocal about her distaste for the system, fairly closed off with a cold exterior. the only person she truly cared for was Seo-Mi (Cece).

Seo-Mi was quiet and sweet and generally pretty average academically, so she didn’t have nearly as much pressure on her to succeed compared to Tori. the two were childhood friends and teenage lovers. The only ones who truly matched each others freak if you will. When they were little girls they used to dream of escaping to the surface together. this changed when they were about sixteen years old.

the most important thing to know about tori is that she is a pessimist and at her core a Coward. She’s all bark and no bite. She’ll scream her hatred of authority from the rooftops but immediately crumble at the sight of her leader. and as she got older and officially entered her career, she lost hope. she determined the surface wouldn’t have anything more for her than the domes did. she became complacent, while Seo-Mi, who had previously been more neutral, had heard the inkantation and only become more determined to leave the domes.

The two desperately tried to change each other’s minds but they were far too stubborn. both of them were crushed by the supposed “betrayal” of their beloved. Inevitably Seo-Mi left for the surface, eventually being taken in to Kamabo Co. while tori stayed behind to rot.

Since Seo-Mi left, tori became more bitter than ever before. she turns her focus to her career, and her family, but she never truly moves on from the loss. Unfortunately, Cece did. Cece met someone else, she’s started a family, she has a completely new name. she’s essentially a new person. and Tori is still the same.

Canonically i don’t think they would ever meet again and actually recognize each other, but i like to play with the idea sometimes bc if they did they would Hate each other. Tori is completely incapable of accepting that her Seo-Mi has moved on. She is clinging on to a version of someone that doesn’t exist anymore. tori is a deeply self destructive person and will never move on in any sense of the word. Sad!

Also this is Yumi. Age varies but shes like. Very young toddler as of the current timeline. She’s cece and kyle’s favorite surprise (Accident). They’re both freaks and shes the consequences of their actions. She and smollusk have playdates together. She’s obsessed with off the hook but doesn’t realize that her weird lesbian aunts pearl and marina are the same people. She’s baby

[msnihilist]

I also wanna know about your Timmy Turner headcanons, please.🩷

Please enjoy these low quality images of the Boy™ ever.

Timmy is so extremely Boy that he's also a girl to me. You understand and you agree.

Related: when he feels like a girl, he just has Wanda and Cosmo switch his gender. So much easier than keeping a whole second closet of wigs and makeup and dresses on hand! Normally, though, Timmy feels masculine/androgynous and doesn't care how he's perceived. (He's got better shit to do than worry if his hair is getting too long or if wearing that cute shirt he saw at Walmart will make him look like a girl. Not his problem!!!)

When he gets older he starts to love his teeth, purely out of spite because so many people dragged him about his overbite over the years.

He retires his pink hat as a teenager. (He gives it to Poof.)

In my ideal canon, Timmy ends up as an honorary fairy. Because fuck any reality where he has to say goodbye to his found family, I don't respect that at all.

He and Chester briefly "date" in middle school. It's mostly sweaty hand holding and lots of awkward blushing. It doesn't work out, but it's what introduces Timmy to the wonderful world of Questioning Your Sexuality (and eventually his gender).

Timmy graduates high school with a comfortable C average.

Timmy's favorite wish is Poof.

His favorite reoccuring wish is putting a theme park in his backyard. At this point, he's purposely trying to see how long it takes his parents to notice. (Hint: they never do.)

Timmy always has a pair of scissors on him, in case he needs to cut through a net unexpectedly. He never leaves home without something sharp.

He gets a shitty tattoo when he's fifteen to spite his parents (they don't notice). His second tattoo is carefully selected to remind him of Cosmo, Wanda, and Poof, and they are with Timmy in human disguises when he gets it. He gets other tattoos eventually, but the second one is his favorite.

When he gets older, his parents get worse. They neglect him more frequently and yell at him when they are paying attention to him. Wanda and Cosmo give Timmy an emergency button that will poof him into their castle if he needs to hide for whatever reason. He eventually gets his own bedroom next to Poof's.

(On really bad nights, he wanders the Hall of Timmy to remind himself that he's loved.)

Timmy dislikes his last name. (For a couple years after the Wishology stuff, he flinches when someone says his full name.)

He and Trixie become really good friends in high school once she stops caring about the opinions of people who don't like the real her, anyway.

His least favorite color is orange. (Blue is a close second.)

Timmy mellows with age but he still loves to cause problems on purpose. Sometimes just to get Cosmo to laugh and Wanda to do her fond little eyeroll.

He leaves the house on his eighteenth birthday. (It's the only birthday that his parents ever remembered.)

[eclecticqueennerd]

Soldier Boy as a Girl Dad

Ben was elated when he learned he was going to be a dad. He saw it as a chance to have something he never got when he was a kid. He was disappointed to learn that you were having a girl, but once you gave birth man oh man did his worldview change drastically.

Ben’s view was the woman to stays in the home and pumps out babies while the man goes to work and brings home the bacon. Ben was always a misogynistic ass, less so with you, but now he was just an ass. He did not want his daughter to grow up in a world where she was only treated as a Broodmare. No, he wanted her to rule the world.

Early on he taught his daughter how to fight and protect herself from bullies, which would occur due to her dad being a supe. You’d often tell Ben to stop, “Ben, we have to talk to the teachers and let them handle it.” “Oh, come on y/n, you know how they handle bullying there. No daughter of mine is going to be a damsel in distress.” It wasn’t until you got a call from the elementary school principal saying that your 6-year-old daughter punched her bully at school. You went to get your daughter from the principals’ office and as you left with your daughter and Ben in tow, you heard him say, “Show me where you punched him.” Out of the corner of your eye you’d see your daughter make a fist and place it on Ben’s chin. Ben let out a loud chuckle, “Atta girl.”

Pre-Teen years were awful. Your daughter became less of a daddy’s girl and more of a bratty teenager. Whenever Ben would try to connect with her, he was always met with attitude, eye rolls with constant saying of ‘that’s so lame’. You’d back Ben up by telling your daughter to snap out of it, but was met with hostility, “What are you going to do about it mom? You’re just a normie.” By this time her powers were developing, and strength was one of the first skills. It wasn’t until Ben had to save her from a supe terrorist, who fucked with the wrong dad, that her attitude towards the two of you changed.

Teen years your daughter became more mellow and hung out with the two of you more. Ben even taught her how to spar and use her powers appropriately. He’d teach her how to drive and how to do her math homework. “What do you mean they want you to do it that way, my way is easier.” “It’s called Common Core math dad. Everyone has to learn it.” Every time Ben helped her with math, he’d become frustrated and soft glowing would emit from his chest. You quickly found a tutor for your daughter, as we don’t need another explosion like Moscow happening again.

When it came to your daughter’s first date, Ben almost blew a gasket. “We should talk to her about safe sex.” “SAFE SEX?!” “Yes Ben. Teenagers have sex and we need to prepare her and make sure she understands that protection is important.” Suffice to say you handled that conversation. When the boy came over to pick your daughter up, he made the poor mistake of cracking a joke, “We’ll sir I’m surprised you’re not sitting there cleaning a gun with how your daughter talks about you.” “Son, I don’t need a gun to kill you.” Ben scared that poor boy off after the first date.

When your daughter left for college, Ben was trying his best to keep his shit together. Watching her car drive down the road you ask, “Was it everything you were hoping it would be?” Ben chuckles, pulls you close, and wipes a tear trailing down his cheek. He said, “Better than what I could have hoped for.”

[gerblinbones]

Seeing as Simon never really became an antagonist in the cbw au, i had to put somebody in that place instead!! Sooo, this is Ghoulio, a member of the Soot Kingdom (Which is located underground, accessible through a dungeon entrance. It’s dark, shady, and generally not great! Think the City of Thieves, but on a larger scale and with a mostly homogenous population of demon-lookin’ guys like Ghoulio.) He’s a goofy but formidable bad guy, and is kind of a jack of all trades when it comes to thievery and the like. And, like the Ice King, he kidnaps princesses. But he just holds them for ransom instead, and you’d think that he’d stop if a boy and a magic dog showed up to rock his shit every time. That didn’t stop Ice King though, so why should it stop him?

He’s got an entire posse of fellow thieves and magic users for hire, as all he can really do in regard to magic is creating smoke clouds as either a mode of transport, a distraction, or suffocating somebody, and he’s not entirely fond of the last one.

Finn and Ghoulio were determined to take each other out, they were sworn enemies. Which, at 12, just means they really really didn’t like each other. Their morals clashed hard, and that didn’t really absolve until they were around 14. As mid/older teenagers they mellowed out by a lot, and Ghoulio switched to pettier crimes to entertain himself. As adults they still butt heads and push each other around a little, but it’s all in good fun. Ghoulio’s retired, no hard feelings. They’re buddies!! He’s about Finn’s age because good lord it would’ve done wonders if Finn grew up having someone on the same mental level as him and this whole au is about making things a little better.

Here’s a colored doodle for a better reference! I haven’t drawn a full body of him yet, but I plan to soon :]

[arvandus]

barbatos headcanons sfw or nsfw? totally fine if not <3 i love anything you write for barbatos <3

Ohhhh man, so many headcanons considering how much space he takes up in my brain. Most of it centers around relationships and, by proxy, NSFW stuff. It ties into what I recall of canon material, but take it with a grain of salt since I haven't finished the OG game yet (I'm on lesson 42 right now). I'm just going to put SOME of them since I have so many. Also, some of these will probably sound more like character analysis than headcanons.

WARNING: MINORS AND AGELSS BLOGS DNI; THIS POST CONTAINS 18+ CONTENT. DO NOT, I REPEAT DO NOT FOLLOW ME!

My Humble Barbatos Thoughts:

General stuff (SFW):

He smells like warm bread and spices due to all the baking/cooking he does and the tea he grows and brews.

When Asmo painted his and Diavolo's nails to match the brothers (per Diavolo's request), Barbatos let Diavolo choose his nail color for him.

His biggest worry is the mistakes of his past coming back to haunt him by inadvertently impacting Diavolo's reputation by association. If Barbatos's past sins became public knowledge, he would worry about how the Devildom might view him and how that would impact Diavolo.

Because of how incredibly old he is, and the way he seemed to come into Sol's life when he was a teenager (if I recall correctly?), and came into Diavolo's life when he was also young, I see his relationships with them as almost parental/guardian (at least initially).

Which means he probably doesn't really have any truly balanced/equal relationships with those around him, which can cause him to be somewhat isolated. He's there for others, but he's not very willing to let others reciprocate. He believes he needs to handle all of his troubles/worries on his own.

I can see his dynamic with Diavolo evolving into a more equal/balanced friendship over time, the parental/guardian dynamic falling away as he let's go of his protective role. I think this has already happened with Sol, since they seem more friends/equals than father/son (e.g., he allows Sol to have power over him not just in pact, but also with his grimoire); Diavolo is harder because Barbatos still sees the young prince as his responsibility (plus Dia is always trying to sneak out like a teenager 😂).

Barbatos has a LOT of talents and interests; he may be very proper and well-mannered, but he's been around for a LONG time. Canon things we've learned about him so far: he likes heavy metal music, he likes classical music, he is great at ice skating, fangol, and chess; he kills it at cross-dressing and dancing... he's a very diverse individual which tells me he did and tried probably literally everything when he was younger.

He's 10/10 middle-aged adult energy now. He's done everything, experimented with all the things, and now he just wants stability. He's still got some spunk to him and will engage in fun activities (especially for the sake of others), but if he had his way, I think he'd want to relax with his tea, his gardens, and his walks under the stars.

Relationship/Intimacy (including NSFW):

He had plenty of lovers earlier on in his life, but he didn't exactly have a lot of emotional intimacy. He's always been the oldest demon, and when he was younger, that simple fact made him arrogant and he saw himself as always being above others. It drove an invisible wedge between himself and those around him.

He's a greed demon, so I imagine that in the beginning he was more emotionally charged and selfishly motivated.

He has literally tried every kink under the sun moon. Young Barbatos was kinkier, hornier, meaner (due to his arrogance), and likely was not a very healthy individual to engage in relations with. Probably had lots of red flags. Was very free-spirited (our boy was hopping timelines will-nilly);

Young Barb had fuckboi energy, but in a quiet, intelligent sort of way (if that makes sense). He was hard to resist, yet very much untouchable.

As time passed, he mellowed out but also became more reserved. This made emotional intimacy even harder, and sexual escapades grew boring after a while.

Young Barbatos certainly got around, but he only truly fell in love once. But he had to leave that person behind when he made the decision to go back and fix his mistakes. He still thinks about them to this day.

In the past, when he saw the consequences of his recklessness and how it had impacted those he cared about (Dia, Sol) he had a change of heart and devoted himself to fixing his mistakes and to be in service of others before himself.

It may seem endearing and like excellent character growth; which it is, to a point. But it's also reactionary to the harm he caused. Barbatos sees his passions and desires as something toxic, something negative. As such, he sees them as being something that needs to be bottled up and controlled at all times.

Which makes it so much harder to fall in love, and when he does fall in love, it will scare him, because he feels that pull of selfishness, of wanting purely for the sake of wanting it. He has yet to figure out how to find balance within himself (i.e., trust himself), to allow himself to want without letting it consume him, and to give without self-deprivation.

Monogamous or poly? I could see it going either way, although I see him leaning more towards monogamous. It's the greed and also how he isolates himself; letting in one person would be hard, letting in more than one, especially to the same extent, would be nearly impossible. He's a VERY private person.

But poly can also work as long as its established that the relationship is exclusive between him and his partners (no open relationships/flings with outsiders). Poly might also be nice for him in that he can take comfort in knowing that his partners are there for each other when his work keeps him away from them (i.e., he'd hate for his monogamous partner to be alone all the time).

Either way, mono or poly, Barbatos does not like to share. It's the greed in him. They're his, and no one else's.

Barbatos would be very VERY resistant to entering a relationship in the present time mainly because he's dedicated himself to Diavolo. He knows his partner would not be able to be his top priority no matter how much he loves them, and not many people would be okay with that.

Barbatos used to be very sexually promiscuous in his younger years, but now he's completely closed off simply because has a reputation to protect for Diavolo. He doesn't want any jilted lovers/ex-lovers to try to cause trouble for the Prince of the Devildom simply to get back at Barbatos. Also, the man has no time for shenanigans.

If someone does manage to worm their way into his heart, it would be very slowly, over many years without him noticing until he suddenly realizes one day that he'd be lost without them. It'd be jarring for him, to say the least.

Barbatos is canonically VERY romantic. He's a giver, and his love language is acts of service. That includes not only errands/duties/chores/meals/dates, but also physical acts of service (massages, orgasms, etc.).

Loves LOVES to give oral. He loves making his lover(s) putty in his hands (think service dom).

Lots of kissing. So so much kissing. He's gonna worship every inch with his mouth and tongue.

Definitely does have a kinky side, but it only comes out to play with someone he really REALLY trusts.

He'd be down for nearly everything. Bondage, anal, edging, etc. He can even be a mean dom if you ask him really nicely (he needs to believe you REALLY want it before he lets that old side of himself come out to play); however, the only things I can see him having a hard no on would be anything in a public space where there's a chance of being seen/caught (remember he's worried about reputation) and hard degradation via name-calling (sorry, I just can't picture it - he'd respect his partner too much regardless of whatever nasty kinky stuff they do together).

Will most definitely use his tail on himself and his partner(s).

If his lover is human, he'd be constantly keeping himself (and his strength) in check out of fear of hurting them.

He'd be big on consent. He's a master at reading body language; the slightest hint of distress and he's stopping everything immediately. He's not one to lose himself in the moment.

However, this doesn't mean he doesn't have the capacity to be passionate; it's just that his passion can be a bit strong, so he's always worried about overwhelming his partner. But if his partner can handle it, then it'd open up an entirely different side of him.

Despite his capacity for kinky shenanigans, Barbatos's favorite type of intimacy with his partner will be more vanilla and filled with lots of love and affection. So think lazy oral on the bed or couch in the privacy of his room, missionary so he can see your face and feel your legs wrap around him, and you in his lap so he can let you have control and wrap his arms tight around you.

Barbatos is the KING OF AFTERCARE. Baths, tea, cakes, warm blankets, firelight, soft touches, gentle massages, kisses to your cheeks, your temples... and very heartfelt verbal confessions of his love for you.

Will snuggle you tightly after all is said and done.

Loves watching you sleep while he holds you in his arms.

He'd never say it out loud because he doesn't want to burden you, but getting up early each morning and leaving your warmth is the most painful, torturous thing for him.

[phoenixyfriend]

what do you like about Ahsoka(genuine question)

I tend to gravitate towards female characters that have something very wrong with them, usually some violent adjacent trauma and maybe something a little existentially Other. Examples from past fandoms include Leah of Hel, Anevka Sturmvoraus, Nico Robin, and Uzumaki Karin.

Ahsoka is notable because she's the first that I think has had such struggle with remaining a good person and managed it. Leah has never quite fit into a real framework of good and evil, because she's a queen of death. Anevka was kind of a dick right up to her death. Robin got removed from her bad situation and given a truly reliable support network for the first time in twenty years, and Karin was an asshole until the violence was over for long enough that she was allowed to mellow out, and even then she's still working for a retired supervillain.

Ahsoka was good. She was put into a situation that drove uncountable numbers to madness and cruelty, and she stayed good. She struggled, she lost most of her support network, she was not given a way out, and she stayed good. As a teenager in war, as a young woman surviving a genocide, as a black ops agent running missions solo more often than not and without having heard from her only known remaining friend in fifteen years, she stayed good.

Fucked up. Snappish and standoffish to protect herself. Secretive. But good. She tries to be kind, even when she's hurting, tries to be everything she was taught to be about how to be a good person, a good Jedi, by all the role models she had growing up, by Plo, and Obi-Wan, and Tera Sinube, and yes even Anakin, messy as he was.

I've made a post before about how I like characters better when they have to struggle to find and remain good, rather than just being it intrinsically. Ahsoka started good, yes, you could argue that she is 'intrinsically' good, but everything around her was meant to push her to darkness, and everything that tried to do that failed.

I like a fucked up gal, but there's something incredibly powerful that hits me about a character that is given every reason to become cruel, to become a monster, and... doesn't.

Refuses to bend and break and become what they hate.

Bitchy, sure. Cold, sometimes. Traumatized and untreated, definitely.

But still good. Still trying to do good.

Fuck, who can't love a character like that?

(This also applies to Obi-Wan in a lot of ways. Lots of venn diagram overlap in reasons to love them.)

[14thcommander]

loml | hange x reader

summary: the first time hange sees you after your breakup.

cw: 1k words, and listen this is angst okay. open ending. smoking and swearing. both of them are bitter af. no beta we die like hange: scared but willingly. recommended songs for listening while reading this: cowardice by defeater, loml by taylor swift and/or such small hands by la dispute. enjoy!

Hange has managed to avoid you for a few of months now.

It didn’t really manage to soothe the ache in their heart, almost as if the phantom of your relationship still existed around Hange. Traces of you left behind the scene of their heartbreak, a couple of lipsticks in the bathroom, a Polaroid of your smile attached to the fridge. There isn’t a day in which Hange wakes up in a cold bed and not misses the feeling of your body next to theirs.

“Tch, gotta at least pretend a little. You look miserable.”

Levi’s mellow voice doesn’t hurt them, and Hange notices how he hasn’t used any insults to address them for the past couple of weeks.

There’s music and chatter filling the air, making Hange feel exhausted at the thought of interacting with people alone. They are hiding in the balcony, with Levi by their side. Smoking seemed like a good reason to excuse themselves from the conversation.

“Well, Sherlock, I am miserable.” Hange mumbles, cigarette dangling from their lips. “Shit, where’s my lighter?”

Before Hange can look in their pockets, Levi fishes a silver lighter from his own, handing it to them. A muttered thanks is all he gets in return.

It was Nanaba’s birthday celebration, a dinner slash party slash event happening at the shared house of Miche and Nana. The thought of the happy couple only makes the pain more sour.

“You sound like a fucking emo teenager. What is this, 2006?”

Needless to say, they weren’t handling the break up very well. They wonder if you were affected by it at all. It’s been, what, three months?

In the meantime, Hange’s hair got messier. Dark circles now adorned their brown eyes. They picked up the bad habit of smoking again, one they had dropped when they were a graduate — the reason they quit in the first place was your breathing issue. Was it bronchitis?

Everything is blurry lately.

Hange hears Levi mutter yet another curse word under his breath, but they think none of it. Smoke enters and leaves their lungs, slowly poisoning their body.

“Smoking kills, you know.”

The sound of your voice makes Hange momentarily freeze in place, as their brain short circuits at the sound of the words you once told them years ago.

Slowly, awfully slowly, they turn around, being met with the sight of you.

You got a haircut since the last time you saw each other, and it suits you perfectly. There’s a guilty smile playing on your lips, painted in a color they haven’t seen you wear before. Something darker, edgier. After all, your favorite lipstick was left at Hange’s place.

“Yeah, too bad.” It’s what they come up with, taking another drag, blowing the smoke towards the open air, in order to avoid it reaching you.

There’s a beat of silence, and you get closer.

What now? Hange thinks. What the fuck am I supposed to do?

Perhaps they should have been nicer, more gentle.

You give them a chuckle, followed by “It doesn’t smell good, either.”

It was a far friendlier response than what they originally expected.

“I’ll leave you two to it.” Levi states, before discarding his own cigarette in the ashtray. It was awkward enough as it is. “Figures.”

Silence weighs heavy between the two of you, the tension so thick it barely allows you to move — but you do. Of course you do. While Hange is curious and erratic, manic even, you manage to be the reckless one in this relationship. Did, actually.

“How you’ve been?” You dare to ask, and Hange almost gasps in disbelief.

Their dark eyes find yours as they bury the remains of the cigarette in the ashtray. Something inside them snaps, thinking about how this seems like a scene straight out of a nightmare.

“The usual. You?”

Their stab seems to reach your heart, from the look on your face, and it almost pains them. Almost.

“Well, uh… still living in Petra’s guest room. Working a lot. You know, stuff.”

Hange chuckles in return. They know damn well about stuff — crying before sleeping, not being able to eat from how much they miss you, smoking for breakfast. Stuff.

“Stuff. Yeah, I know.”

A glean around your neck makes them notice how you are still wearing the necklace they gave to you, the jewelry reflecting the moonlight. It was Hange’s birthstone or something like that. Something they didn’t understand why you liked, but still gifted it to you in order to make you happy.

“Yeah.”

Another beat of silence. Another piece of their heart dropping on the floor, cracking like glass.

“Was wondering if you’d like to, um, catch up or something. I miss you.”

They chuckle again.

“Sweetheart.” They fully turn their face to you, seeing you standing closer than they thought you were. The sound of the old nickname tastes bitter on their tongue. “You are the one who decided to call it quits. You don’t have to make small talk out of pity.”

You make a sound that seems like something between a scowl and a sigh, avoiding Hange’s somber eyes.

“I don’t pity you. Believe it or not, I don’t see you as a victim-”

“Excuse me?”

“although I do regret what I did. I was fucking depressed and didn’t want to be a burden to you. I’m sorry, I realize I fucked up. All I’m asking for is a second chance to make this right, to take care of you again. And, you know, let you take care of me too.”

Hange sighs. You blink at them.

“I really am sorry, Han. I wanna make this work. These past months have been the worst of my life. I regret breaking up every single day.”

Hange stares at your moonlight glazed eyes, nodding.

“Yeah. Guess we can go out for coffee or something.”

[kairiscorner]

definitely not me self-projecting (pt 1)

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

hobie helps you blow off some steam (hobie brown x angry reader)

word count: 1,063

in a blind fit of rage, you slammed your door shut and kicked your shoes off your feet angrily. you hated when your family got like this, teasing you when you were already evidently on the brink of exploding out of sheer anger and frustration. you wished you had a sign that read 'fuck off or see what happens', and if only you could show them just how terrifying you can be when angered. you hated how violent you could be when like this, and as much as you wanted to keep in all the rage you were experiencing right then and there, everything just... came tumbling down.

too many shitty things happening at once while annoyances filled your ears and made their way into your mind was so overwhelming, and the only way you could overcome that overwhelming feeling was to shout at it, get angry it--but you didn't wanna hurt anybody, it never made you feel any better. as you lay down on the bed, trying to breathe, ignoring your parents' unsolicited opinion on your behavior when they don't even know what's going on with you, you heard a voice by your open window. "i have a feeling you wanna rip some heads off some idiots right now." hobie brown, of course it'd be him, who else would scale your apartment's walls at the middle of the night and slink over to your window just to talk?

you turned to your side, feeling your anger mellowing a little from hobie's presence. "i don't wanna talk right now." you muttered, already cursing at yourself in your mind for not being able to sound polite. but fuck, how does one manage to stay polite when they're already resisting the urge to rip shelves off their bedroom walls and throw their bed upside down in a fit of rage?

"can i at least come in, then?" hobie asked you as you nodded, and though it was hard to tell, hobie got the message and entered the minute you let him come in. he sat close to you on the bed as he took in a deep breath, from this distance, he could hear the muffled voices of your parents. hobie chuckled as he listened in. "wow, they're acting like they know everything. it's funny, they're even pretending like they never wanted to act out as teenagers, as if... i don't know, mindless obedience is fun." he said as you peered at him from the corner of your eye, wordlessly.

hobie looked back at you with a smile, one that offered comfort as opposed to condescension–one that was real, a real smile that had no undertones of patronization. "sorry, did i overstep a boundary?" he asked you in a soft, concerned voice. you shook your head and hobie nodded. "alright. well... i won't ask you what happened, since that'd be the last thing you need right now. but i'll do anything you need me to for you to feel better, and i mean anything." he said as he took a pillow from your bed and placed it next to your head.

hobie wordlessly sat with you in the silence, not saying a word and instead offering his presence as comfort for you, he knew that if you wanted to talk about it, you would–he wouldn't ever force it out of you. soon, when you began to speak lightly to hobie about how you've been feeling lately, all hobie did was listen. he'd sit and look at you and... listen.

"well, that isn't your fault now, is it?" hobie asked in a rhetorical manner. "whatever you feel, y'feel it. if you keep it inside of you, it'll just... burst. don't ever feel like a monster for feeling enraged, it's not just one thing that angered you, i think, it's... it's a lot of things, isn't it?" he asked you as he moved closer to you, brushing the hairs away from your face as you gazed up at him. "screw what everyone else says, i like to joke around and tease some grumps i know, but even i know that teasing someone when they're pissed is the wrong move to make. i won't say your behavior was justified, but you just... you can't help it, okay? you need an outlet, and that's why i'm here." he said as he got up and walked over to the window with a big grin.

hobie put on his mask as he sat on your windowsill and teetered on it. "whaddya say we make like a tree and swing out into the night?" he offered you as he extended his hand out to you. you chuckled as you slowly got up and took his hand, with hobie gently pulling you towards his chest as you said, "hobie, trees don't swi–" but you were cut off by your yelping as he swung deep and jumped up high, feeling the cold wind pass you by and sweep your hair away from your face.

into the night, you two went around the city, seeing the beauty hidden in the deep recesses of the evening; taking in the moonlight and the twinkling of the stars as you both made the night yours. you were starting to cool down now, forgetting most of what angered and stressed you out, and feeling like you didn't need to get violent or yell at anyone anymore.

"i hope you're feeling better, i want nothing more than for you to just... feel happy, be happy, y'know." hobie said as he got you a soda from a vending machine he hijacked. you smiled and thanked him as he clinked soda cans with you, thinking if maybe you slept away that anger you felt while you were in your bed. but no, this was no dream–and you couldn't be any more delighted at that.

it's because of hobie that you feel like all things will pass, eventually, you just have to find the right outlet to let go of the bad and negative feelings and thoughts. you weren't bad, you weren't evil for being angry, you were just that–angry, and that was okay. and through hobie, you were now angry no longer, more in love, you were, but like hell you were gonna tell him that, better wait for next time, you thought to yourself as you gulped down the fizzy drink.

tags !! @k4tsu3 @fiannee @luvstarrstruck @toneystank-3000 @ii01vq @maxoloqy @popeheywardssecretgf @arachnoia @solecitoszn @hearts4hobie

[crookedkryptonitebeliever]

So Yves doesn't like children, but what about Blanche? Would he be willing to have a child with Reader? If so, I bet he would be very loving and gentle. he would knit baby clothes with the reader and talk about the names he liked.

Anyway, I love your work! I reload your tumblr page every day to see Blanche's content, I want to bite him and eat him with love. I love Monty too! Since your post about what he would be like with kids, I've had baby fever.

Have a nice day! <3

Yes, that is true. Blanche would definitely be very loving and gentle. Perhaps a bit nervous and awkward at first, but he quickly becomes an excellent parent passing on wonderful morals. Yet it feels like something is wrong.

His arms are wide enough to fit the two of you, you would be holding your child while sitting on his lap, as Blanche sways the rocking chair back and forth. Occasionally pressing kisses on your forehead and the baby's.

The mortar and pestle would be out a lot more. As he doesn't have a food processor, Blanche would be making all the baby food by hand, grinding and pounding it down with strenuous love. The child will only eat the most nutritious produce from his garden. Blanche will take note of their likes and dislikes, so he knew which one to plant more of.

The sound of a baby crying may be grating, but never to Blanche. He would simply pick them up and coo until they stopped, or let them babble happily because Daddy is there to comfort them. Oddly, he never got irate due to lack of sleep or personal time. Unlike you, Blanche doesn't necessarily need that.

Unfortunately for you, Blanche would be guilt-tripping you a lot more to stay for longer. You wouldn't need to do most of the hard work anyway, but say goodbye to your social life, as you will have to be with him and the baby 24/7. You wouldn't have to do anything, though. Blanche would cook, clean, and give you backrubs all while caring for the child so much that it wouldn't cry, as it's always smiling and content.

More often than not, you would feel bad. Or get frustrated at the speed at which he's moving. So you would take over his chores and tell him to focus on the child. Blanche would refuse, choosing to hover near you while bouncing the baby up and down in his arms. He wanted to be with the love of his life and his giggling blessing as much as possible.

He would be wearing that baby sling until your child is old enough to move around on their own. Then, it would be retired to the "Chest of Love and Memories" in the shared bedroom.

All their clothes would be handmade, and Blanche would lovingly embroider their name onto them while humming the tune they seemed to like. The same goes for the toys, he would make sure it's safe and age-appropriate. His whittling knife would be out a lot more, but not around the baby.

He would name his children based on flowers such as Rose and Marigold, bringing out a book about botany from his Box of Jolly and Joy, telling you all the names he found beautiful and fitting towards the bundle of joy that is about to be.

Blanche will instill patience, love, and calmness in the child. He leads by example by never being aggressive, loud, or unpleasant, he punishes them firmly yet lovingly. You're just glad they grew up to be mild and mellow, unlike other teenagers who seem to rebel if their parents are too much of a pushover or too much of a stuffy jerk. Your child would strangely prioritize your needs and wants over anyone else's, not even their own. While it's sweet, it is a bit concerning. It's as if Blanche has trained them to devote their lives to serving you, and you only.

Your husband is always present, maybe even too present. You couldn't remember the last time you didn't see or hear Blanche and your child around. Although it's warm and fuzzy to constantly have them around, spending time with you, sharing laughs, cuddling, and bonding tightly, it's undeniable that they're driving you crazy. The three of you are always together if you're not working, Blanche makes sure of it.

If you are holding down a job, your husband and your kid will try everything under the sun to get you to be with them 24/7. They will cling onto you and you will not shake them off no matter what.

Blanche isn't very keen on letting the child go to school, preferring to teach them everything himself with the help of books, exploration, and real-life applications. Your husband would beg to keep them homeschooled, Blanche is an excellent teacher and he can prove it; especially when you realize that your child's vast knowledge in language, arts, mathematics, and science rivaled that of a 50-year-old when they're only 8. When you put them into the public schooling system against Blanche's wishes, your husband would burst into tears, fearing that his child would go through the same levels of bullying he did.

While your child excelled in every class, and every subject and became the favorite of all the teachers, they were alienated by their peers, just like how their father was. At least they're not beating him up like how they did to Blanche in his youth. But still, Blanche would continuously pressure you to pull them out of the education system, trying to convince you that it isn't required for your child to be in this environment. The three of you could live together in the woods, isolated and in bliss.

Your child agreed too. They could not determine what would make their classmates want to be friends. They tried and tried until they were tired, your child wanted nothing but to go back home to their family.

They're so mature, so much more beyond their years that it's unbelievable. It's almost like the fact that parenthood can be hard, painful, and ugly is a myth. They have never acted out, never been disrespectful, always heed your words, and never had to go to you for help on normal teenage things. It's like another mini Blanche was instantly birthed, it's so very eerie.

And you knew that it has everything to do with your husband's way of bringing them up. He's with them every waking and slumbering second of the day, they're inseparable and always working as a unit to care for you.

[alittlebitofloveliness]

Darry Curtis Thoughts

I am of two minds of what happens to Darry Curtis after the book.

The first is that once Pony and Soda are proper grown, Soda happy at the DX and Ponyboy away at college, Darry finally manages to save up and go to college himself. He finds a partner and a job he likes and does the whole picket fence lifestyle.

The second is that one Ponyboy starts college Darry finds the house suddenly very quiet. Over the past few years he's grown pretty good at raising half deliquent teenagers. More than that, he's come to like it. He's been promoted to foreman at his job, and finds he doesn't hate it as much as he hated the position as a labourer. he could go to college...but he's not sure thats his dream anymore. So he gets a foster license, and the day the last of the paperwork is signed he gets a call, and that night he's got two greasy, suspicious fifteen year olds dropped on his doorstep with hollow cheeks and distrustful eyes. At twenty seven, he starting to realise how young fifteen really is. So he takes them in, and they're not good kids not by a long shot. He'd thought a moody Ponyboy was trouble, but before the end of the first week with his new foster kids he's calling his brother and aapologizing, because he's realizing now that pony was a really, really good teenager. Even still, he's Darry Curtis, and he's never met a challenge he didn't face head on. So he takes these kids- kids who look like Dally WInston, and Johnny Cade, and Steve Randle, and every other east side kid Tulsa chewed up and spit out- and he parents them, and he loves them unconditionally, because that's all he knows, is love that's unconditional. And by the time these kids hit seventeen, they've mellowed a bit, and they care about him too, so when he gets a phone call from the state asking if he'd be willing to be an emergency placement for a kid whose been booted from three different foster placements, Darry Curtis says yes.

And it's not the life he expected, and Darry Curtis never marries but he has more kids than anyone on the east side, and hell, in the end most of them turn out ok. He's a miracle worker that Darry Curtis, takes desperation and turns it into hope.

[autistic-ben-tennyson]

As someone who enjoyed these movies as a kid and still have some nostalgia for them even if they’re not my favorite, whenever I look at Gwen/Kevin I get Kiara/Kovu vibes. I feel similarly about Hunter/Willow from TOH as well. Also, Caleb and Belos are a little like Mufasa and Scar.

Girl with a strict and sheltered upbringing falls in love with a “bad boy” with a tough childhood who’s been manipulated to hate by someone, Zira/Servantis, but is redeemed by love and someone showing him kindness. Both Kovu and Kevin get facial scars at one point too.

I may be biased due to Benlie being one of my OTPs but I’ve compared them to a lot of ships. I do get some similar vibes to Simba and Nala when watching them. Julie may have not met Ben as a child but I do think had they stayed together, their dynamic as parents would be kind of similar. I headcanon she was also a troublemaking tomboy before mellowing out as a teen. It’s an average pairing but one that’s cute and wholesome nonetheless.

Both Ben and Simba are characters who went through a lot of traumatic events and were forced to grow up with a lot of responsibilities as children. Simba struggled with nightmares in the sequel and it’s implied Ben did so too when he pulled 4 all nighters in a row. Ben also felt like he had to keep secrets from Julie on his first date, worried she’d reject him, as well as having blamed himself for the deaths of people like Gwen in SOTO and being a rowdy little kid/cub. Both felt they had to live up to the image of a family member, Max/Mufasa, and slowly came into learning to be their own person.

Nala and Julie are the wiser of the two, reminding their partners of their responsibilities and encouraging them to be more open minded. Also, you cannot convince me that Ben wouldn’t be like this as a parent. The OS Ben 10,000 was a bit overprotective so I could see him trying to overcompensate after all the trouble he got himself into as a kid/teenager. Not in the gross, sexist “dad hates his daughter’s boyfriend” way. More like wanting his kid to have a normal life after seeing the negative side of his lifestyle.

[hinamie]

i am curious to know your take(s) on modern/no curses au megumi, what kind of vibe do you get from him?

hM had 2 sleep on this n think a little . my thoughts r not organized n probably not original but heres what i got

curses or not i dont think toji is a good dad in any universe. idk if he’s actively present in megumi’s life or if he still fucked off when megumi/tsumiki were young but regardless i do still think megumi has ~issues~ n probably retains a lot of his jaded grew-up-too-fast personality bc of him

in a similar vein i can see him still having had an aggressive/delinquent phase when he was young. without the whole sorcerer/child soldier thing looming over his head keeping him on edge tho i think he mellows out a bit more by high school n is just. a quiet kid who no one rly talks to n doesn’t rly talk to anyone. unapproachable n not good at conversation but willing to make an effort if someone else makes the first move,,,,ik ths pretty much just canon!megu but to b fair it’s hard 2 envision megumi as anything other than himself :'>>

has no qualms about skipping classes or fucking off during school when he wants bc he’s smart without trying n scary smart when he does try. i think he coasts through school unbothered n has the grades where he cld graduate a year early if he wanted. isn’t in any extracurriculars but likes to run, plays piano n is currently teaching himself guitar.

huge introvert but spends a lot of time outside the house (if toji is around it’s because of him, if not it’s because megumi just likes 2 touch grass idk). goes fr early morning n late night runs with his dogs bc he doesnt want 2 risk the small talk with other dog owners. has a go-to secluded corner in the public library where he can both study and waste hours speedrunning indie platformers until he passes out. i think this motherfucker is on the celeste leaderboards. 

sooooo overall i don't envision much about megumi changing in a modern au hgjfsd i think most of the differences come from him not having the stress of u know. fighting fr his life n death lurking around every corner so he gets th opportunity to b a lot more relaxed n worry about normal teenager things. like college applications. and boys.