#HE DESERVES SOMETHING NICE
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i would eat leon’s ass like it’s my last mea- [big hook pulls me off stage]
#leon kennedy#resident evil#leon s kennedy#re2#leon kennedy smut#re4#thirst#resident evil 2#resident evil 4#leon kennedy x reader#ESPECIALLY RE2 LEON#AND VENDETTA LEON#HE DESERVES SOMETHING NICE
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what if I just pull a page from sex education's book and have mike pull an adam ... he likes dogs so after he survives blackwood pines , he runs like a doggy daycare or something ... does dog training ... the boy literally gets an actual fucking wolf to fight ( and potentially die ) for him , you can't tell me he couldn't handle like a rottweiler and shit ...
#⋞i don't have enough money for chicken nuggets⋟ ( ooc. )#is this a hc ? idk#I just think it's funny that m.ike was supposed to have like a Good Job and Be Successful#but the reality is he's never fucking wanted that#he doesn't wanna be a politician#and that went out the window when he got two of his friends killed anyways#he's got adhd and isn't like The Best at traditional learning#and he's traumatized as fuck#he deserves something nice#and his lawyer dad and shrink mom are like ... 'ooookay??'#⋞headcanon⋟ ( michael munroe. )#fuck it it's going in there so I don't lose this thought#I'm thinking Thoughts
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Not ttrpg characters but regular old written rp OCs
Enkò hates people being in her space, she likes her privacy and has her routine and doesn’t like that being interrupted, but nevertheless she has taken in multiple boys who need a home (first Tommy and then his son Chet after he beefs it) because she’s willing to take someone and love them because someone has to do it, damn it
she has done like a lot of murders but probably the cruelest thing she’s done is treated Clark like absolute dogshit bc she thought he was white lmao
(in-game, not backstory):
what's the nicest thing your ttrpg character has ever done
what's the cruelest thing your ttrpg character has ever done
#I’m gonna have to reread everything we’ve ever done with Clark and fucking cry again#that poor boy goes through so much#like Enkò is a horror to him and then he nearly dies#turns into an egg sac for a big ole parasitic wasp#and then Cassie treats him like absolute shit#and then Hiram breaks his heart#and then Saskia breaks his heart again bc she doesn’t want to live in the desert#he deserves something nice#at least his mom threatens to kill Hiram for breaking his heart. that’s nice I guess
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Why I appreciate Kabru and Mithrun's relationship in the story (with pictures!)
I just want to express how much I loved reading through the chapter with the 6 days they spent together and how I think their relationship developed in a pretty sweet way.
I feel like a lot of people reduce their dynamic to "nurse and patient" and that makes me sad because I personally got a lot more from it than that.
I do wanna start off by saying I'm here appreciating their dynamic as it is in the text.
Read more (spoilers ofc):
The beginnings
When they first met, there was an air of intimidation surrounding Mithrun as the captain of the ominous Canaries. He demonstrates his proficiency as a fighter and leader which worried Kabru because he knew it would lead to the dungeon falling into elven hands once again. But this threatening aura begins to dim in Kabru's mind as they get to know each other.
Even before they fell down the hole, the both of them ended up relying on each other's abilities a number of times (when the underground governor turned out to be corrupted Mithrun defeated him and Mithrun needed Kabru's deduction skills during the battle on the first floor) which is already the beginning of a great dynamic
(Kabwu is scared but Mithrun just asks for his help)
After Cithis tasked him with "taking care of Mithrun's needs" for the time being, Kabru treated Mithrun with proper respect and doesn't take advantage of his disability, even using his title “Captain” when he knew Mithrun wouldn’t have cared either way after learning about how he lost his desires. This is in contrast to Cithis who immediately took advantage of her position to mess around with Mithrun when she was taking care of him.
(When Cithis was put in charge of taking care of Mithrun)
The whole time Kabru is with Mithrun, he treats him like a person and more than just someone to be taken care of, as also he relies on Mithrun's fighting skills, knowledge of the dungeon, and teleportation magic.
When you reduce their dynamic to just "caretaker and patient", you're ignoring Mithrun's own capabilities and making him seem totally helpless. It actually feels rather ableist. They have a more balanced relationship with what Mithrun brings to the table than you may think. Mithrun couldn't have survived down there on his own, but it's the same for Kabru (who famously dies every time he fights)!
Kabru doesn’t show signs of trying to manipulate Mithrun either, and he's no longer intimidated by him in the slightest once he learns he’s not a threat or after his life. Though he does instinctively revert to his "sparkly" persona to get Mithrun to eat the disgusting mushroom, it doesn’t work so Kabru just has him eat it normally and never tries it again. This is the beginning of Mithrun unintentionally encouraging Kabru to be more honest with others.
(Kabru realizing he can chill out)
(Kabru being unreserved and Mithrun being silly)
bonus funny moment:
Bonding
Throughout the journey they talked to each other, shared things with each other, and ate with each other. And Kabru expresses genuine concern about whether Mithrun is comfortable (which is something he could live without and wasn't something the Canaries told him to do).
(Kabru showing he wants to make him comfortable by making food for him which is a very important part of the narrative)
(Kabru sharing intimate memories with Mithrun)
(Kabru initiating conversation without hesitation or worry. This part also is referencing how Mithrun shared very important details of his life with Kabru. Kabru also ends up trusting Mithrun with information about Laios despite knowing he could possibly tell the other Canaries about him and impede his plans..which he does lol they do end up knowing about Laios before meeting him.)
For a bonus Lycion implies Kabru was taking better care of Mithrun than they had been which is interesting to me.
Mithrun also shows that he has come to trust Kabru's decisions over the Canaries' when he says he wants to stay in the dungeon after fulfilling the caretaker requirement. They did talk to each other a lot, during that time. I wonder what Mithrun's Shapeshifter double of Kabru would look like now?
Here, Kabru goes out of his way to make sure Mithrun doesn’t overexert himself by knocking him out after the demon leaves with Marcille (again, when his time taking care of him is already over), and I think that demonstrates an extra level of concern he holds for Mithrun.
(Kabru holding back a hellbent Mithrun)
(KNOCKOUT!)
He even managed to make Mithrun mad. It's probably because he "let the demon get away" but I think it's cute and funny because would he huff like that at anyone else? Lol
When the demon breaks through the surface
Kabru begins panicking after Laios turns into the giant monster because he's wondering if he made the right decisions etc. If Mithrun didn’t care about Kabru at least a little bit, he would’ve just left him alone when he started losing it (right after Marcille did the same thing and she is technically more to blame for empowering the demon than Kabru was for not allowing Mithrun to go after it), but he went out of his way to snap him out of it.
It also means a lot to me that Mithrun even says Kabru's name, because in Japanese you can go your entire life without referring to someone by name and it wouldn't sound wrong (just rude) and it's the first time Mithrun says Kabru's name on screen (I checked).
Though it was with a slap, I think it says a lot, because if Mithrun didn’t care at all he wouldn’t have done anything and left him alone. It's not like Kabru could've done anything to stop the demon. He didn't even to tell him to do anything even though Kabru looked ready for an order.
(To be honest I don't know exactly why Mithrun starts beating him up here but you can say it's another rare demonstration of emotion Kabru was able to evoke in him lol. Maybe it's payment for Kabru stopping him the first time. That can be interpreted as paying it back and/or paying it forward I think.)
The last few chapters
And in the end when Kabru’s motivating Mithrun to continue living his life, he speaks to him like they’re friends/have no rank between them despite using the Captain title for him the whole time. Even Lycion initially gets upset that he’s acting “too familiar” with Mithrun.
It feels like Mithrun changed so much in the short time he spent together with Kabru and before the final battle, and it’s thanks to Kabru that Mithrun finally starts to be able to move past his lingering obsession with the demon and begin to really heal.
This is despite the fact that he spent so much time with Milsril and the other elves who never managed to break through to him like that.
(Before Kabru) (After Kabru)
And even after his role as Mithrun's caretaker was loong complete, he still shows concern for Mithrun and tells him to take a break when he's using up all his magic to slice the Falin meat (lmao).
He didn't need to do that! But it shows how he at least slightly considers Mithrun some kind of friend.
It all culminates with Kabru helping Mithrun regain his wil to live and Mithrun confiding in Kabru. Their relationship is important. Kabru continuing to do things for Mithrun to me is more of a sign that he just plain cares about him. Isn't it normal when a friend needs medication for you to remind them to take it? I think it's like that.
Kabru is there with Mithrun when he comes out about his feelings of uselessness AND when Senshi helps him put a spin on the 'vegetable scraps' metaphor and he find meaning in his life again. He's the first one to see him cry :')
Along with the fact that it feels like Mithrun is the first person we see Kabru doesn't feel the need to change his personality with or put on airs for since Mithrun doesn't need buttering up and he won't get offended if someone were to say something socially awkward, I think they made a pretty good team!
BUT ALSO the REAL reason I became endeared to them is cute shit like this:
GOD I love them!!!!! There are so many funny sides to Mithrun Kabru was able to bring out, and really show his charm as a character. Mithrun also brings out the best in Kabru while Kabru’s the most genuine he’s been since his debut with Mithrun. We are able to see that he’s just a kind and caring person, rather than the shady obsessed guy most fans have come to believe him to be.
The true depths of their dynamic also grew on me over time :)
TLDR
All in all it’s so nice seeing how even though Mithrun is a really deadpan person, and Kabru is a really secretive and withheld person, they clearly seem to have developed some kind of bond while they traveled together and even changed each other to an extent.
Doesn't Kabru feel more honest near the end? Maybe it's because of how much he talked to and shared with Mithrun during those 6 days so candidly...because they taaaalked a looooot like wow.
They mean so goddamn much to me. I don’t need them to be in a romantic relationship but I do want them to be together forever :'))) or like at least hang out when they have off time since they're still in the same country lol. Praying for Kui to make another side comic of them some time (crying).
Thanks for reading if you made it this far, I mostly arranged this because it makes me sad to see people reduce their dynamic to only one singular aspect.
Anyways ya...love 'em (heart hands)
#dungeon meshi#dunmeshi#mithrun#kabru#kabumisu#MITHRUN DESERVES MEANINGFUL RELATIONSHIPS TOO DAMMIT!!!!!#i wasn't gonna ship tag it buuut w/e#omg i just came up w something#you can reduce their dynamic...but all you'd end up with...is a nice sauce#for like..steak..get it? reduction..cooking..no ok#also for an extra i think it's highly unlikely kabru met mithrun as a kid because he showed NO signs of recognizing him when they met#like KABRU of all people would remember lol
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Hunger (Homelander x Reader Smut)
18+ | Dry humping, making out. gender neutral reader. | Fic Directory
He's addicted. Nothing short of enraptured heart, mind, body, and soul with you.
You're soft yet firm under him. You are the warmth he's always craved– the fire he's searched for since as long as he can remember. His hands are everywhere all at once.
On your cheeks, your neck, shoulders, hips, chest.
He touches you everywhere. He needs every inch, every fucking bit he can hold.
He needs you.
You do something to him that he cannot name. You light a flame, but it does not burn.
You don't hurt.
Your lips are soft against his, kiss bitten and plump from just how long you’d been going at it. Must have been a while now…
Your gasps, your little shuddering breaths are beautiful music to his ears, more perfect than the heavens themselves could ever compose. You are his instrument, and he, your musician– the maestro that will learn every possible way there is to make you sing for him. Every stroke of his fingers under the hem of your shirt, every kneading grasp against your chest.
He breaks away for a time, but only to focus his attention on your neck. The canvas on which his teeth and tongue will paint. You are his magnum opus. He will mark you, claim you, and you will forever be the most wonderful creation his hands have ever touched.
You shiver in his grasp, squirming, hands gripping in his ruffled undercut as he nips at you. He is carnal hunger personified. He is desire. He is need.
And you are all that could ever satisfy him.
His tongue maps a path up your neck, over your jaw, up the curve of your cheekbone. He kisses just shy of your ear, leaning in to whisper, “Mine.”
His hands are moving again, and you find your legs hiked up to wrap around his waist. He presses into you, raging desire evident by the press of his cock within his suit. Homelander’s teeth graze the flesh just beneath your ear as he grinds against your core, his breath fanning hot against you.
You hear him bite back a whine.
You tighten your legs, pulling him against you. The friction makes you both groan, eyes meeting, minds connecting in silence.
I need you.
His lips meet yours, still wet from when he’d suckled his marks, and he rocks his hips. His tongue caresses yours and he sighs loudly through his nose. The sensation is tantalizing at best– not nearly enough to drive you over the edge.
But, him?
There was nobody in the world more sensitive than the man impervious to everything.
All it ever truly took was the knowledge that you reciprocate everything. That you, center of his universe, would and do return his intensity. That you’re unafraid to moan into his mouth or use your legs to aid in his quest for friction.
He can smell your arousal. How terribly you need him– just as he needs you.
To be wanted. To be needed.
He can hear your heart hammering with more than just desire.
To be loved.
Crimson flutters behind his eyelids. The force of his thrusts increases until they’re erratic, and your whimpers reverberate between your mouths as he tongues everywhere he can in yours. It’s as though he means to consume you from the inside out. He’s sloppy, messy, and hungry.
Even more so when your hips roll to meet his.
His forehead presses to yours, his brow knit, eyes clenched. He separates from the kiss and saliva follows his lips as he pants hot and heavy against yours.
“O-Oh!” He pushes against you hard and fast, a pitchy keen catching in his throat as his expression melts and he comes undone. He cries out your name, and you pull him down to kiss again as his thrusts slow, becoming languid. He rides out the waves, holding his breath.
“Oh ff– Oh fuck.” He exhales hard, eyes fluttering open to stare down at you. “I…”
He knew you knew.
He came in his pants.
The wetness in his briefs adds a delicious sensation to each circular grind against you. All he can do is groan while he attempts to collect himself.
But then came a pair of hands to rest at his cheeks.
Your hands.
Kisses to his forehead, just below his eyes, to the tip of his nose.
To his lips.
When he opens his eyes, he swears he’s in heaven.
The fire in him is tame. The fury he is so often burdened by is so featherlight that it may as well not even exist.
His heart is full.
For in his hands, in his heart, he holds you.
#homelander#homelander x reader#homelander smut#homelander fanfiction#antony starr#this ended up shorter than i originally imagined it but honestly? kinda nice to do something simple#also ended up a lot more lovey than i initially imaged hahaha buT he deserves it uwu#edit: imagined *
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"So, how have things been going with Hickory?"
(★ my Kofi)
#my art#dreamworks trolls#trolls fanart#trolls floyd#trolls bruce#trolls#you ever just like. get SUPER GIDDY making something.#and then waiting to post it#anyway. i've put floyd through too much lately he deserves a nice beachside vacation and a supportive cowboy boyfriend ♥️
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Gift (Patreon)
#Doodles#UT#Handplates#Gaster#Papyrus#Second go around! Maybe he can talk about it with the one who actually got the scarf!#Or not haha - better to just let some things lie#Though ♪ Of course Papyrus would recognize Gaster's efforts ♥ His emotional intelligence hhhh <3#He knows everything there was Gaster's initially and so reading between the lines of Gaster telling him he can have it#It's a gift! Properly! That deserves praise!! Good job you did something nice!#I also deeply love when Gaster is first pulled back out how one of his first little smiles is at Papyrus being silly#Gaster is also very prideful! It's cute to see his son being self-aggrandizing in that kid way! Seeing him enjoy it is so nice ;;#Also I know that Papyrus is still shorter than Gaster I just really like the idea of him being almost his dad's height ;;#He's so grown up now! He's grown into such a beautiful adult <3#It does make sense that he's still shorter considering the whole ''torn in half'' thing ahh#Maybe Gaster is leaning down just let me have this lol#I also ended up doing a lot of digital reconstruction on this one!#Especially panels 2 through 4 - I actually pulled out my tablet to draw in the bits that got cut off by the surrounding doodles#I wasn't as careful with my spacing with these oops :P But I think they turned out pretty style-matched :)#Cute lads happy <3
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I will never forgive fandom how unfair it is about Arthur
Dark Merlin It's usually good angst. You know, Merlin had had enough. Dark Arthur? Arthur is a fucking rapist, a monster.
Merlin guilty? Merlin feeling guilty and comforted by the entire cast. Arthur guilty? Arthur doing the worst things possible and someone razing him to the ground
Merlin always gets these nice things. always flowers, courtship, everything. Found family? Everyone comforts Merlin because big bad Arthur. (literally almost every Merlin "found family" is everyone loves Merlin and treats Arthur like shit)
Merlin gets an apology. Arthur? My parents will love me faster than someone will apologize to Arthur in fanfiction.
"suicidal, self-harming Merlin" but Arthur has no right to have mental problems (a whole lot of people have wanted him dead since he was born)
Protectivr knights? Always about Merlin.
Even the fucking omegaverse. Alpha Merlin is a nice calm creature who pretends to be a beta. Alpha Arthur... wild animal, keep Merlin in a cage.
No. Just no.
(forever grateful to those stupid British people that arthur never told merlin he was fat. because the fandom understands that something is a comedy if merlin says it. if arthur it would be ,,abuse")
#Have I ever told you that I hate this fandom?#everyone loves Merlin is my 13th reason#like stfu.#did we watch the same show?#also no#Merlin was no cassanova#Arthur deserves Nice things#and he doesn't get them#GIVE HIM FLOWERS.#the fandom doesn't deserve Arthrur#Give him a family. Give him a caring boyfriend. give him friends who are loyal to him and not to Merlin#I swear that if I ever see someone take Leon away from Arthur#because everyone loves Merlin#I will enter my villain era#I swear I don't touch Merlin fanfiction. I physically can't look at it#THIS FANDOM SHOULD BE BANNED FROM WRITING MAGIC REVEL#Merlin gets everything. Arthur is given the opportunity to look after Fanon Merlin#how I hate Merlin fanon#like what happened to my iconic loser. why is he charlie spring with angeline jolie's face#fanon Merlin doesn't deserve Arthur. unless it's Arthur fanon. fanon Arthur is something I wouldn't get close to without pepper spray#forever Merlin fandom hater#arthur pendragon#merlin#merlin bbc#merthur#the once and future fandom#bbc merlin#like cmon
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DONT MAKE ME LOOK AT HIM ILL CRY
Thinking about vash. Might explode myself later
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Coachella 2024: Jeong Yunho
#yunho#jeong yunho#ateez#coachella#coachella 2024#put him in something more spectacular next time please#he deserves it#he still looks nice tho#hope he had the best time#best boy yunho
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I think Fulgrim mentoring Konrad was a nightmare and a half for him but I also believe he adores his brother and they did have their moments of peace. Konrad didn't feel like someone was going to try and kill him and Fulgrim finally got to brush out that rat's nest that was his hair.
#primarchs#40k#warhammer art#30k#fulgrim#konrad curze#The night hunter should have never been sent on crusade#he needed a therapist but fulgrim did his best#He deserves something nice dammit!
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eat up my fellow rick hedoners
#thinking about drawing a little sketch like this for a while now#and giving rick little gifts like flowers or something nice#he deserves love and care ❤#rick hedony#spooky month#my number 2 bbg 💝#my art
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I try so hard to be nice. Seeing spamton so distressed makes me feel awful. I wanna reach through his screen, give him a hug and tell him it’ll be okay. But I’m nothing but a letter to him. Words on a screen he can easily ignore.
I want him to be happy, I want to whisk away every single bad ask and wrap spamton up in a blanket and give him the warmth and love he deserves. I really, really wish I could.
I suppose for now sending this will do. Thank you for the amazing stories, bu ❤️🩹 you’ve genuinely broken my heart for this poor man, I cannot wait to see more
But he hasn't. He doesn't ignore what you guys say. He really really cares about what you say, in fact. Easily ignorable, but he is paying attention. Anyways, thanks :-)
#Well#besides on purpose that one time but you deserved that then.#heres your little treat#drawing him just. takin a nap. is one of my favorites#tbh. Its just so like...#idk.. nice? peaceful? drawing him relaxed and getting his beauty sleep#catching those Zs#he deserves a little nap#ive been restraining myself from doing it more often in ygm i think its only really been twice#i count it as 1 1/2 because one was a blip#uhm.#but theres also other reasons.#bwomp.#sighhhh#nooo whaat this wasnt an excuse to draw him sleeping cause you said that whaaat#thyanks guys btw#it really means a lot to ME that you care about him so much#WAAGHHHH its SO sweet#yess king naptime#i really really wish you could comfort him too. i wish you could give him a hug or give him something too.#I really do.#He needs it.. but i have my reasons.#one of them being i dont want to draw some shitass weird anon they;d look so out of place
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Fluent Freshman - 41
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Two and a half hours into the Banquet and FF had not moved from the chair he had sat in at the start of the banquet. He hadn’t gotten up for water. Hadn’t gotten up to go to the bathroom. Hadn’t gotten up to dance despite Nicky’s pleading. He hadn’t even gotten up when a Raven had come over and asked him to.
He was not leaving his seat.
The stadium could be on fire and he’d still try to be the last one out.
Until there was a time where he could slide out of this chair without a single eye on him and put on his winter jacket without it seeming strange he was going to remain seated.
The answer on why was under his precisely placed napkin.
It had all begun about an hour and fifteen minutes ago, not that FF was counting. Dinner had been wrapping up and people had started to get up and jostle about. Flirtations were flying across the table and generally over FF’s head. The team had been smiling, there’d been laughter, and it had seemed unlikely for anything to go wrong.
He relaxed and that’s where he made a mistake.
FF could not eat the meal served. He’d had his liquid dinner on the way over on the bus so it didn’t bother him much to have a decent looking meal in front of him and not being able to eat it. He wasn’t going to eat so he hadn’t even unwrapped his cutlery, wanting to save the clean up crew from at least his set of utensils. He hadn’t placed the napkin over his lap to protect himself, what danger could there possibly be when he was not going to be eating?
The danger came when a Trojan smacked the table hard as he laughed at something that he had taken as a joke but, knowing Kevin, was probably a serious suggestion.
Hit the table hard enough to jostle FF’s plate.
Hit the table hard enough to jostle FF’s plate and more specifically a meatball that was with the pasta served with the beef tenderloin.
Hit the table hard enough to jostle FF’s plate and more specifically a meatball that was with the pasta served with the beef tenderloin so that it fell off of his plate and onto his lap.
Fell right onto his unprotected lap.
FF had looked down at his gray pants now irreversibly blemished by the errant meatball. His mind flashing back to when Nicky had decided on these pants. Remembers how Nicky hadn’t wanted him to vanish in the lower lighting of the banquet.
FF had grabbed his cutlery and put the napkin over his lap, far too late to save his pants, but fast enough that no one would see that he had spaghetti pants.
After that the trajectory of his evening had changed dramatically.
He was going to sit here all night until they were getting into the bus and then he’d have his winter jacket on and it was a long jacket that would cover his mark of shame. You might think that FF could just slip under the radar and go try and clean off the stain or at least hide somewhere less conspicuous.
He would, he really would, except he can feel the eyes of Captain Jeremy on him regardless of how low his presence is. FF entered into Ultra Stealth but Captain Jeremy merely turned to him and asked a friendly question that had Nicky startle remembering that FF was next to him still.
Captain Jeremy has x-ray vision and can see the wall behind the wallpaper. Captain Jeremy can see colors that mantis shrimp can only dream of. Captain Jeremy is standing in some secret government office pointing on the radar as CIA and Military officials look on going “What are you talking about he’s right here?” with a smile.
Captain Jeremy was the kid that ate all the cheap fruit on a dessert table before he looked at the cake when he was a kid.
It’s the first time in his entire life that he’d been completely unable to slip below someone’s attention and if it were any other time he might feel good about that. Might enjoy the idea of being seen and having the attention of someone like Captain Jeremy on him.
Except FF has Spaghetti Pants.
FF cannot escape the man’s determination to ‘make it up’ to him after Aaron had let slip that FF had a restraining order against one of his brothers.
FF insisted that it was okay.
Captain Jeremy insisted on making sure he had a good time.
FF insisted that a good time for him would be to sit at this table all night by himself. He kept to himself that what would really make it would be for him to sit without anyone around to notice he had spaghetti pants.
Captain Jeremy seemed to think that it was due to the still healing stomach injury and insisted on at least keeping him company then, unaware of the unvoiced second part.
So Captain Jeremy of the USC Trojans had declared himself FF’s banquet buddy. A man that was friends or at least friendly with almost every single player here at the banquet.
He looks around the banquet and sees the various tense standoffs at the other tables. These were men and women who would find even the smallest thing and never let you forget it.
He doesn’t know what he’d do if they realize he had spaghetti pants.
How does one recover on the court when the person you’re up against can remember the cold December evening that you dumped a meatball on your pants? He can already hear the jeering nicknames.
He wants to sink into his seat but he’s afraid to shift at all, worried he’ll dislodge the napkin in some way and the newest person coming up to say ‘Hi’ to Jeremy Knox will notice the marinara stain on his pants.
While Jeremy was distracted he did try to wet Nicky’s disposed of napkin to perhaps clean himself off a bit except before he could a Raven came up to him, “Come with me.” a large Raven Backliner says, jerking his head towards the bathrooms.
“No thank you.” FF answers in return, “I don’t need to do that.” he says assuming that the Backliner had seen him shift in his seat and assume he needed to use the restroom.
The Raven Backliner stood for a few moments as if waiting for him to change his mind but then Captain Jeremy’s attention snapped back, “Can we help you with something?” Captain Jeremy asks and his friendly demeanor had vanished.
“I-” The Raven Backliner started to say before seemingly deciding that it wasn’t worth it and walked away.
Captain Jeremy and him continued to talk. They had somehow fallen onto the SAW movie franchise and FF could admit that he was surprised that the Trojan Captain had watched the series.
“You need to come with me.” A Raven Striker says coming up and interrupting the two of them as they talked about the ethics of SAW. FF believed that it was all well and good to learn to appreciate life but there had to be simpler ways to go about teaching that. Jeremy didn’t disagree, he just also thought that sometimes there were some people who Jigsaw never intended to redeem and those people may have deserved their fates.
FF tilts his head, “Do I?” he asks since it didn’t seem like the ERC had made any sort of announcement and she seems utterly and completely perplexed by his response.
The girl looks at him, looks over her shoulder, looks back at him, “Yes?” she responds sounding so unsure that even FF wouldn’t believe her.
“I don’t think he does.” Captain Jeremy interrupts gaze utterly cooled from the warm one he had been giving FF throughout their philosophical debate.
The Raven Striker looks cowed and FF almost feels bad for her but not bad enough to console her when he has spaghetti pants.
She leaves.
FF and Captain Jeremy’s conversation shifts to winter break plans. Captain Jeremy is going home to his family and he’s taking Jean Moreau with him. “I think my mom likes him more than she likes me sometimes.” Jeremy laughs heartily. “He deserves nice holidays though so I’m always happy to bring him up.” he says voice and features going soft as he looks to where Jean Moreau was standing with a raised eyebrow next to Andrew as Kevin and Neil were having some animated conversation.
FF talks about his own plans with the Foxes and how he’ll be spending the break with them. He thinks Captain Jeremy looks a little sad about that but whatever sadness there is Captain Jeremy moves past it quickly and starts to ask if he had plans to go anywhere specific in New York. He heartily recommends the LEGO store when FF says he’s never been.
“Someone important wishes to speak with you.” An Offensive Dealer from the Ravens says and he looks like he’s about to shake apart as he stands in front of them.
“Who?” He asks, tilting his head and sipping his water.
The Dealer looks at him.
“Is it that hard of a question to answer?” Captain Jeremy asks voice stern once again.
“He’s…Master is-” The Dealer goes paler and Smith can’t help but pull out his handkerchief from his front suit pocket as he sees the Dealer break out into a cold sweat.
“You don’t look well, maybe you should sit down?” he asks with his handkerchief extended in offer. The man looks at him and then the handkerchief and then takes it. “Thank you.” he says
“Wow a handkerchief? My pocket square is just a fake one sewed in.” Captain Jeremy laughs jovial once again as the Raven took a seat shakily.
“It’s something my dad used to always say.” Smith thinks about the additional handkerchiefs in his pockets. “A gentleman always has a handkerchief on hand to help.” He pulls out a second one, “A real gentleman has two.” he adds and folds the new handkerchief into shape for the pocket square again.
Captain Jeremy laughs, “Sounds like a great guy! He must be happy you took his advice to heart.” he says and it doesn’t hurt that bad when Captain Jeremy is saying it since he’s saying something so nice.
“I hope so.” he agrees and doesn’t feel like ruining the mood.
Captain Jeremy turns his attention back onto the Raven who has taken a seat and his eyes soften on the Raven, “Wow you really are pale. Not a lot of sunlight in the Nest?” he asks.
The Dealer swallows, now visibly the most nervous person at the table which is saying something considering that FF is at the table.”I-I’m just pale naturally.” he denies.
“Sit and talk with us until you feel better.” Captain Jeremy insists, “What’s your name by the way?” he asks.
“Michael.” He answers awkwardly.
“Great, my name is Jeremy,” Captain Jeremy points at himself, “and this is Smith. So, have you ever been to New York City before?” he asks
Captain Jeremy, FF, and Michael chat at length about Michael’s New York pizza recommendations. Captain Jeremy asks about some of the places he has been in New York and the longer Michael is there chatting the more color comes to his face and the more vehement he becomes that Captain Jeremy managed to pick all the worst places by accident.
“You’re kidding me! It was 10 bucks a slice, it has to be good!” Captain Jeremy exclaims looking as if Michael was telling him Santa and the Easter Bunny weren’t real.
“If you’re paying more than $2.50 it’s a rip.” Michael insists passionately. “If it’s more expensive than the subway ticket then it’s a racket!” he slams his fist down at the table.
“You mean to tell me that I was lied to by that person I followed on Twitter?” Captain Jeremy asks, appalled.
“Swindled.” Michael insists.
“Christ, I’ve given that recommendation to so many people.” Captain Jeremy and while gesturing he puts his elbow in his own remaining spaghetti, “Oh shit.” he says. Smith looks at the black suit jacket and thinks about a future one step to the left where he had on black pants and a black suit jacket.
“I’m sure it’s good.” FF tries to comfort offering Jeremy his third handkerchief, this one from his left pocket since the one in his breast pocket was a specific color for the ‘look’ that Nicky had wanted. “It’s just not representative of a New York slice,” he adds.
“Thanks Smith.” Captain Jeremy takes the handkerchief wetting it with the glass of water nearby and wiping away the excess of marinara and spaghetti. “I’m going to go wash this off and try to dry it for you.” he says holding the handkerchief up.
“You don’t have to do that.” FF says but Jeremy is waving him off as he stands.
“Sit tight, I’ll be right back.” he says and heads off.
FF turns to Michael, “So I shouldn’t trust anything more than $2.50?” he asks.
Michael shakes his head and turns to look at FF, “Absolutely not.” he says with a smile before FF can see his eyes flick away and he stiffens. “Hey, it’s…” he looks down and the handkerchief, “it’s been nice chatting with you but… is there anyway we can take this conversation somewhere else?” he asks.
FF blinks, “No, I’m not getting up until the party is over.” Smith declines because by this point the stain has set. There is no stealthily cleaning it now that Captain Jeremy has left.
“So, you’ll get up once the banquet is over?” Michael asks leaning across the table and as he does that Smith can see a fairly ugly bruise on the Dealer’s forehead.
“I’ll have to won’t I?” he asks because despite the not-zero possibility that he’ll get left behind by the team again. His gaze shifts to Nicky who is leaning heavily against Matt as the two sway back and forth dancing and laughing. Probably about 50/50 at this point, depending on how quickly FF can make his way out of the stadium.
Michael looks at him and there’s something in his eyes that feels saddened, “Yeah, I guess that’s true.” he says before rising to his feet. “Thank you for this.” he says and hands the handkerchief back. FF can’t help but notice how there was a schmear of make-up on it.
The Dealer walks off and FF waves him off with the handkerchief before sliding it back into his right pocket, where he kept dirty handkerchiefs. He lets his eyes wander across the banquet. He sees Aaron and Katelyn slow dancing to a song that is not a slow dance. He sees Kevin and Jean now in the middle of a passionate conversation. Jack is pouting by the punch bowl with a few other Sophomores patting him on the back. Sheena is seemingly trying to flirt with the older bartender. Nicky and Matt have somehow only gotten sloppier in the 2 minutes between when he last looked at them and now. Captain Neil and Andrew are at the dessert table and he sees Andrew offering Captain Neil a chocolate covered strawberry. He sees a gaggle of his fellow freshmen huddled together all sipping their drinks nervously he moves to wave them over back to the table. Threat of the reveal of his spaghetti pants aside he’s not used to be alone anym-
“What the fuck did you just say?!” He hears behind him.
“I said what I said. She wasn’t even that hot! Get over it!” Another mocking voice.
“That’s it!” the sound of glass shattering and all hell breaks loose.
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#Fluent Freshman AU#AFTG#AFTG AU#AFTG OC#Jeremy 'sometimes people deserve the reverse bear trap' Knox is one of my fav flavors of Jeremy#Jeremy: “Haha I'm just a nice guy”#Also Jeremy upon seeing certain Ravens near Jean: “100% MAXIMUM NO CHILL!”#I will put in the tags here#That I know diddly and squat about New York Pizza#I googled what a slice costs today#and subtracted a bit to account fo inflation#MAN WHAT A DAY IT'S BEEN FOR ME#Banging out FF#Buying a Condo#Got to finally bring up the thing I decided on for Smith which is that he is a handkerchief guy#It's something my own dad believes#Thanks Tim for the goof#I appreciate all the handkerchiefs that were bleached to death during the indoor soccer years#Andrew and Neil are absolutely saying the most disgusting shit#Kevin and Jean are arguing because Jean has a tan and Kevin wants to make sure he put on enough sunscreen#Kevin: “I hope you're using protection.”#Jean: (spits out his drink) “PARDON?”#Kevin: “At least SPF 50.”#Jean: “I fucking hate you so much.”#Also Jean and Andrew having a little moment together as the exy idiots gush is in part from Madlad's lil comic#It made me laugh so hard I had to reference it here#Though Andrew's not going to ask for sloppy make outs from Jean#That's Jeremy's job.
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A big problem I have mha is that Midoriya always seems to get berated or yelled at for everything. Like every time he goes to Recovery Girl she yells at him for getting hurt even if it’s not his fault. Aizawa never really seems to say anything about how much progress he’s made and still calls him a problem child. And people like Shinso seem to think he is just some guy who gets handed everything for no real reason over than he’s strong. At every turn someone is yelling at him or accusing him of something or just generally putting him down and for what. I’m so mad about this. Again if I say anything incorrect sorry I need to reread the manga.
#anti katsuki bakugou#mha critical#bnha critical#izuku mydoria#izuku deserves better#seriously can someone just say something nice about#like it could be anything#it’s even worse when bakugou gets praised to the moon and back#and then the mc is just sitting in the corner#because lord forbid he get angry with anyone
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horribly short summary of what im trying to accomplish here, but if you were to read a fic featuring character, a soldier honorably discharged and is officially off the battlefield and yet he can’t seem to shake off the war from clinging to his body, and he’s basically a bit of a mess and feels incapable of returning to ordinary life and there’s you, the sweetest thing in the whole world, and he keeps trying to tell you he’s no good and you’re there to help him with everything (and it kills him a bit, to see you wasting your time to help him, and it kills him because he feels like he shouldn’t be the type of person who needs help) and !! just slowburn and falling in love and just read the tags for the vibe ok, who would it be for
#i was originally thinking ghost from cod since hello there’s so much source material to work with#and the fic would suit him nicely but also idk if i have cod readers left on my blog#so any characters are fine like an aot character would also prob fit the bill for this#but ive just been thinking abt everyone who’s analyzing hozier’s snippet#with how he takes his coffee black and his whiskey neat and how this girl is too sweet FOR HIM#as in… not being deserving of something so nice#and feeling that way but also showing how in the healing process - in the process of getting better -#we start to discover that we are allowed to enjoy and indulge in nice things. that we also deserve to live a life full of sweetness#and it’s a bit serious since it will touch on ptsd; on survivors guilt#and the fic is long - spanning from getting together to him having kids w u#& how even after all this time sometimes the war is still fresh as ever on his mind#and just !!! it’s a lot#also that Taylor line that’s like ‘is it really your anxiety that keeps you from giving me everything?#‘or do you just not want to’ + ‘you wouldn’t be the first renegade to need somebody’
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