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rpf-bat · 4 years ago

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For What You’ve Done (They’re Gonna Find A Place For You)

Pairing: Mikey Way x Reader

Genre: Fluff, Angst

Summary: Written for Gothtober 2020, Day 9. Prompt: “My Demons.”

You’re in a rehab clinic in Bergen County, New Jersey, trying your best to fight your inner demons, and get sober. One day, a new patient enters the twelve-step program. You’re shocked to discover, that it’s none other than your first celebrity crush.

Trigger warning for several mentions of substance abuse.

You’d been a resident at the inpatient clinic for about two months now. It was the longest stretch of time, that you’d been sober, in years. You weren’t sure yet, if you liked it or not. But, at least the facility, gave you a decent amount of freedom. You were allowed to roam the grounds during the day, as much as you liked - as long as you showed up to all your therapy meetings, when you were supposed to.

You still felt bored. It sucked, not being able to leave the premises, and go anywhere. You decided to relieve your restlessness, by heading out into the garden, for a cigarette.

A lot of the patients smoked. One you got rid of one addiction, sometimes, you just had to replace it with another. You knew, of course, that nicotine was bad for you. But, railing cocaine was significantly worse. You figured the medical staff on site had decided to pick their battles.

“Hey, Y/N,” called a voice from the bench by the roses. “You got a light?”

You turned, and saw it was one of the girls from your therapy group, Lacey.

“Hey,” you greeted her, and handed your lighter to her.

“Thanks,” she grinned, and lit the cig she was holding. “Did you hear the news?”

“What news?” you asked, taking a drag on your own cancer stick.

“A new guy is gonna be joining us in group today,” Lacey explained. “Heard he just got here, last night.”

“Oh, yeah?” you raised an eyebrow, exhaling smoke. The first day, you were more than aware, was often the hardest.

“I think his name’s Michael, or something,” Lacey shrugged. “I got a look at him, when they were escorting him to his room. He’s cute.”

“I didn’t come here, to get a date,” you scoffed.

“Way I heard it, you didn’t come here willingly at all,” Lacey snickered. “Wasn’t your mom gonna kick you out of her house, if you didn’t agree to get treatment?”

“....You know what, I think that’s enough smoking for today,” you snapped, snatching your lighter, back out of her hands.

“Hey!” Lacey protested.

“Whatever.” You stomped out your cigarette butt into the dirt, with perhaps more force than necessary. “I’m going back inside…..”

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Your watch told you it was 3:45. Group therapy wasn't supposed to start until four o’clock. You wandered into the meeting room anyway. You didn’t feel like going back to your room, and you had nothing better to do.

To your surprise, you found a man sitting in one of the chairs, a Dodgers cap pulled down over his eyes.

“Hey,” you called, “what are you doing in here? Taking a nap?”

The guy sat up suddenly, as if dazed.

Oh, shit, you realized. He really was sleeping.

“You must be the new guy,” you laughed. “Hey - it’s okay. I didn’t get much sleep during my first night here, either. The beds here are hard as rocks.”

“They…..they really are,” the man confessed. “Sorry - I didn’t mean to pass out in here. The room was just so quiet and empty, y’know?”

He straightened and took off his hat, revealing his face. You gasped, when you realized you recognized him.

“You’re....you’re Mikey Way,” you bleated. Holy shit.

“....Do I know you?” Mikey asked, rubbing his eyes.

“No,” you shook your head, reddening. “I, uh, I was just a big My Chemical Romance fan, when I was younger. I think your music is amazing.”

“....Oh,” Mikey mumbled. “Sorry….I’m not exactly giving out autographs right now.”

“I wasn’t going to ask for one,” you assured him. “I mean, I always wanted to meet you, but…..not in a place like this.”

Mikey stared at his shoes, looking ashamed of himself.

“What’s wrong?” you asked.

“....You probably thought of me as like, some cool rock hero,” Mikey mumbled. “Now, as you can see, I’m just some piece of shit junkie.”

“I mean…..so am I?” you pointed out. “That’s why we’re both here.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Mikey frowned. He tugged his sleeves down, clearly trying to hide the tire tracks on his arms. You couldn’t pretend that it didn’t hurt a little, to see him in this state. You’d had a crush on him, since you were fifteen.

“But, you’re trying to get clean,” you said softly. “You’re here, trying to fight your demons, and become a better person. That definitely counts for something, in my book.”

Mikey raised his head, looking at you in surprise. He had such pretty eyes.

“.....Thank you,” he said sincerely. “That means a lot.”

“I’m Y/N, by the way,” you smiled, extending your hand.

“Nice to meet you, Y/N,” Mikey smiled back, accepting the handshake.

“Do you mind if I sit here with you, until everyone else gets here?” you asked. You knew Lacey would probably show up soon, but the former emo kid in you, was delighted at the chance to talk to a Way brother one-on-one.

“Sure, pull up a chair,” Mikey shrugged. “I wasn’t doing much, anyway, aside from catching a few Zs.”

“Sorry again, for waking you,” you winced. You didn’t want to make his first day more difficult.

“It’s okay,” Mikey replied. “I was wondering….what do you guys normally talk about, in these therapy groups, anyway?”

“Well, yesterday,” you recalled, “Dr. Armstrong asked us to name a positive coping mechanism, that we could use to deal with our problems, instead of turning to...y’know, substances.”

“What coping mechanism did you come up with?” Mikey asked.

You hesitated, your face going red.

“Sorry,” Mikey frowned. “You don’t have to tell me, if you don’t want to. I mean, you just met me today.”

“No, it’s okay,” you shrugged. “I already told the whole group, after all.”

“Oh, right,” Mikey chuckled.

“The coping mechanism that I wrote down on my therapy worksheet, was music,” you explained. “When I first got here, I got permission for my mom to bring me some of my old CDs. Dr. Armstrong lets me keep a stereo in my room, as long as I promise not to use it after lights-out. I started listening to albums that I hadn’t heard, since I was a teenager.”

“Since before you started doing….substances?” Mikey guessed.

“Yeah,” you confessed. “Listening to some of these heavy songs, was actually really cathartic. Singing along to the lyrics, helps me get my feelings out, instead of just…..burying them.”

“I’ll be honest,” Mikey sighed. “I use substances to bury my feelings a lot, too. That’s exactly how I got in this mess.”

“I get it,” you nodded. You never thought that your idol would be struggling with all the same stuff that you did. When you’d seen him on the World Contamination Tour, three years ago, he had looked invincible. You realized, darkly, that even then, he could have been shooting up backstage.

“What album have you been listening to the most, since you started getting sober?” Mikey asked curiously. “Like, what’s really therapeutic for you?”

You looked away from him, feeling embarrassed.

“......Three Cheers For Sweet Revenge,” you mumbled.

“Whoa, seriously?” Mikey gaped. “My band’s album?”

“Yeah,” you admitted shyly. “Is that weird? I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s not weird,” Mikey assured you. “That actually makes me really happy, that something I had a hand in creating, was able to help you so much.”

“Thank you,” you said, somewhat emotionally, “for putting that record into the world.”

“You’re welcome, Y/N,” Mikey smiled. “It sounds strange, but….I’m kinda glad that I met you here.”

“I’m glad, too,” you agreed. “But….I’m sorry that you’re in this situation.”

“My friend David, kind of tricked me into coming here,” Mikey confessed, scratching his head. “He said he wanted to work on writing music with me, so I flew here, from California. But, when I got here, he was just like, yeah, we’re not making an album, you’re going to rehab.”

“Did that make you mad?” you wondered. “Were you really angry at your friend, for dragging you to New Jersey, under false pretenses?”

“No, I wasn’t mad at all,” Mikey said, surprising you. “Deep down, I knew that what I was doing to myself was wrong. I knew it was gonna get me killed, eventually, if somebody didn’t intervene. So….I just checked myself in, without arguing. I’m actually really grateful to him.”

“Grateful…,” you repeated. “When my mom first checked me into this place, I wasn’t grateful at all. I felt like I was being thrown in jail. I didn’t think I had a problem.”

“But, now you do?” Mikey realized.

“Yeah, therapy helped me realize how much I was using the coke as a crutch,” you admitted. “I just wanted to party all the time, to distract myself. I didn’t want to be sober, ever, because that meant focusing on all the problems I had in life.”

“I’m worried I’m gonna come off like a jackass, in the therapy group,” Mikey frowned. “Like, oh, you’re a millionaire celebrity. You don’t have any real problems in life.”

“Everybody has problems, in one way or another,” you disagreed. “Didn’t your band break up, last year? That must have been hard for you.”

“It was,” Mikey said honestly. “Being My Chem’s bassist, was like my whole identity. I had been doing it for over a decade. So, when my brother decided that the band was over with, it was like, I don’t know. I didn’t know who I was anymore.”

“Of course that would be hard to cope with,” you said sympathetically. “Look, your problems might be very different from mine, but, if anyone in group tries to tell you they’re not valid, I’ll set ‘em straight.”

“Thank you,” Mikey smiled softly. “I’m glad that I have at least one friend here.”

Mikey Way called me his friend, you thought, giddily. This was so surreal. If you weren’t nine weeks sober, you would have thought that you were tripping.

“What’s your positive coping mechanism gonna be, though?” you wondered, imagining what Dr. Armstrong would say to him, once the meeting started. “I mean, you can’t use the record you wrote.”

“Mine might be music, too,” Mikey said thoughtfully. “But, not listening to it - I want to get my feelings out, by writing songs.”

“That’s a great idea!” you grinned.

“David and I actually composed a couple really cool demos, before I started to take a turn for the worse,” Mikey explained. “When I get out of here, I want to finish an album with him, for real.”

“What are you going to call the project?” you asked.

“We were thinking of calling the new band, Electric Century,” Mikey smiled.

“That’s a really cool name,” you complimented him. “If you get clean, and are able to go back out into the real world, and make the album a reality….then, I promise, when I get released, the first thing I’ll do, is go buy a copy.”

“You mean it?” Mikey asked, flattered.

“Pinky swear!” you insisted. You held out your hand.

“Ok, it’s a pinky promise,” Mikey laughed. “I’ll stay sober long enough to make the music, if you stay sober, long enough to hear it.”

He reached out, and linked his pinky finger, with yours. You felt a spark, when your fingers touched. You thought that perhaps, you were exactly where you were supposed to be after all.

#mikey way x reader #mikey way imagine #drug addict reader #gothtober #substance abuse tw

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hyphypmic · 6 years ago

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HypMic at the Gym

Ichiro Yamada

does weights, but not as heavy as what Samatoki does, though he does try to outpace him, but it never works

Posts on IG about his workout

Lives when he’s tired

Raps while jogging or running

That one treadmill battle, he won (samatoki just doesn’t want to say it)

Wears tank tops to the gym and basketball shirts

since he’s also a crimefighter, he can’t be scrawny, he also has to maintain his fitness level

more on function than appearance, though having abs and definition doesn’t hurt

Follow’s sabre’s workout plan diligently and it actually works out

bicep curl kills the gurls

does running a lot… and cycling… and basically he trains for endurance

The only way he can motivate himself is by hearing characters from his anime screaming motivation

Jiro Yamada

wants to maintain that look because he’s a delinquent

Gym is love, gym is life

Need for speed

started going because he was called scrawny once and he was never going to hear that again

does sports in school, but likes to hit the gym for that extra definition

The goal is to be able to surpass ichiro, or at least be at his level, so jiro is ichiro’s gym buddy (though samatoki and riou are on a completely different level)

Takes mirror selfies when he sees good lightning

Ichiro makes him rap while running

Saburo Yamada

gym? who’s that?

i only know my books

Makes the workout plans according to his research (ichiro follows these, and so does jiro, but he never admits it)

Also makes the meal plans if jiro has a specific goal (saburo enjoys it, but he doesn’t admit it)

he went one time with Ichiro, but once he saw the weights Ichinii was lifting, he vowed to never come again

Mental gym

Waits for his brothers outside

If he is going to exercise (because ichinii told him too) he isn’t going to the gym, he’s just going to walk or jog around the park (there was no way he’s gonna jog next to his brothers, or for that matter, riou)

Samatoki Aohitsugi

weights junkie (favourite is the bench press)

Has a fitted black under armor tank top

At one point goes shirtless because of practicality, though some people faint after that happens (oof that glistening back and those back muscles)

Has an actual bench press at home

Loves working his shoulders and chest

needs to look intimidating. no one is going to take him seriously if he looks like a weak shit

also tries to lift heavier than riou, but ever since the ex-navy picked up the weight he dropped on himself like it was nothing, he figured it was a lost cause

Got into that one treadmill fight with ichiro and they both ended up flying off their treadmills (while riou kept the speed)

Tries to out rap ichiro

Treadmills away from ichiro lest the treadmill fight happen again

Hits auto when he’s flirting with the girls and makes judo apologise

Juto Iruma

literally the water boy between the two weight junkies

He works out so he can maintain his shape, he doesn’t really have a specific goal

Is happy with his police academy body, so that’s what he strives to maintain

The definition of flirting at the gym

Wears his police academy shirts and hoodies

Wandering eye

Everyone’s gym crush

Gives samatoki tips and helps with weights

Is now scared of riou ever since he picked up that weight off of samatoki

Riou Busujima

Lifts weights regularly

Takes a lot to get him to break a sweat

Does the reps he needs to

Has a workout routine memorised

Literally Chris Hemsworth level workout

Always wears his military hoodies, t-shirts, shorts

Literally enjoys all and any physical activity

Is the type of guy to do a 6 hour gym day

Has protein shake with actual protein

Does that scary thing with weights where there’s just so much

Power lifter

He loves doing his cardio outside, like a 5km run before going in, but sometimes will do the treadmill or other machines

Jakurai Jinguji

Goes to the gym because he’s a doctor and he can’t look unhealthy

He realised he looks good if he has good shoulders under his coat

Actually enjoys fitness

Goes with hifumi and doppo when all three have a simultaneous day off

Works out at weird hours because he’s a doctor

Goes with doppo every two weeks as doctor’s orders

Pretty chill with working out

More of a chill workout guy

High ponytail!!!

Hifumi Izanami

Has the best workout clothes (literally he and ramuda try to outshine each other)

has to maintain body because he is a host

Has the best shoes

Has a “suit” for working out because there are girls in the gym

Very showy

Not too much muscle, but everyone drools when he takes off his shirt

Has the best ass and he knows it

Posts his IG fitness videos

Shirtless gym pics

Cute group gym pics with jakurai and doppo

Kannonzaka Doppo

Gets dragged to the gym by Jakurai

Has to go because there are girls working out, but only on their days off

Technically part of the saburo club of gym who

Cries when asked to gym

Wants to leave as soon as possible

Though he likes staring at hifumi… hmm…

Helps hifu,i when he can

Is caught staring

Apologises for hifumi, for not working out, for wasting time etc.

Ramuda Amemura

Goes to the gym in the best workout clothes

Neon pink, neon orange, neon green

Wears Adidas tracksuits and hoodies

But doesn’t actually do anything

If he’s going to do anything, he’d do cycling

Distracts jakurai from his repetitions

Takes selfies and funny pics

Is literally there for only an hour

Dice Arisugawa

he can’t pay for gym membership

Honorary member of gym who just because he can’t pay

Is dragged by ramuda, and when he does, he does a lot of shit because he be athletic that way

Had run ins with several people, so he’s pretty athletic

He just

Can’t

Pay

Tries to gamble for a gym membership and fails

Gambling, drinking and crying are his workouts

Yumeno Gentaro

in the saburo club of gym who?

Lies his way out

Hello books

Pays for dice sometimes because dice actually goes to the gym

just, he can lie his way out of a workout

actually makes up workout stories

#hypmic #hypnosis #hypnosismic #doppo kannonzaka #hifumi izanami #ramuda amemura #jakurai jinguji #yumeno gentaro #dice arisugawa #ichiro yamada #jiro yamada #saburo yamada #samatoki aohitsugi #iruma juto #riou busujima #headcanon #gym

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secretblog1212 · 6 years ago

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What Klaus Needs

finally finished this prompt from an Anon, it only took me five years. XD Ticklish Klaus being a needy lee is amazing and I am here for it, here is some content my dudes.

AHH THANK YOU FOR RESPONDING TO MY ASK ABOUT TICKLISH KLAUS!! 💓 i can try to give some ideas I’m not too good at it though so I’m sorry, also the one you said is super sweet and would be adorable! Using what you said maybe like Klaus is starting to annoy/tickle someone in hopes they’ll tickle him and they catch on?? Maybe he tickled Diego and then Diego figures out Klaus just wants tickles?? That would be so cute!! That’s all I’ve got baha but thank you so much if you could write it!! 💓

To put it plainly, Klaus was bored.

He had spent hours entertaining himself in his room, trying on all of his outfits and makeup. Ben and him had talked through all of their usual conversations already, from random ideas to conspiracy theories.

After a truly fulfilling debate on what truly defined a fruit Klaus took to wandering around the lonely house.

A few of his siblings were out doing their own things, Allison had booked a flight to go see Clair and to finally settle the public on her temporary disappearance. Luther was exploring the city for the first time in his life, finding everything he missed out on during his ‘out of the world’ journey. Klaus chuckled at his own thought.

The house was not empty though, he could hear Vanya playing her violin behind her door and practically skipped down the hall towards the serene music.

Vanya, she had slowly become more confident now that she had her siblings supporting her but seemed most at ease when he or Diego were around. Maybe it was because they had tried to defend her against Luther first, or she saw how they had all suffered most similarly compared to all the siblings paths. Klaus had been one of the siblings to not completely orstricise her during their childhood, they had shared many hours hiding away together until their Father found him and forbade their continuing friendship (not that it ever stopped them fully). Klaus was the disappointment of the Umbrella Academy, and his powers sometimes made him wish to trade places with the smaller girl. Was it better to have something and not be able to use it or to never have it in the first place?

He was shaken from his thoughts as the melody sped up within the room. She had been working on her control for weeks and while not always 100% she had gotten farther than Klaus had in decades.

He debated knocking on her door, maybe they could talk like they did when they were young, before puberty hit and he found a different outlet.

The music stopped and pages turned before another private performance began. As ,uch as Klaus would of loved to barge into the room and demand her attention he had, contrary to belief, some self restraint. Instead he walked back down the hall to his… smaller brothers room.

Klaus didn’t even think for a second before opening the door. Five sat on the floor, book propped up on his knees and didn’t give Klaus enough thought to look at him before sending him off with a quick “Not now, go find Diego or someone.”.

Klaus surprisingly didn’t put up much of a fight. He did throw a lovely bird to his brother carrying a kiss from the depths of his heart to his still distracted brother. Five did not react.

Shutting the door and heading further once more Klaus came to his other brothers room. Number Two. He did not bother to knock this time around either, much to Diegos annoyance.

“Diego, my buddy, my pal, mi hermano! Wanna hang? I’m bored to all shit and you never fail to entertain.”

Diego, who had been laying on his bed triedly scrolling through his phone, rubbed his temples. “Not now Klaus,” He sighed, truly looking dead tired. “I just got back from an overnight. All I want to do right now is sleep.”

“Oh come on. Just a little bit.” We never hang out anymore, y’know? What happened to the good old times?”

“Klaus please be quiet, I am going to take some headache pills then fall asleep for about a week, then we can do something.”

Klaus did not appreciate the refusal of his company. With Five it was expected but Diego normally would put up with him for at least a few hours.

“No fun…” Klaus whined. “I chose you Diego and I am not feeling the love-”

“Because there isn’t any.” Diego raised his eyebrow, a smirk on his lips.

Klaus slapped a hand to his chest, agast with this treatment. “Excuse me? Have you been misleading me this whole time sir? The outrage! Complete blasphemy!”

Diego cringed at the volume, was Klaus always this loud? Diego didn’t know but he wasn’t going to wait to find out. He stood up and moved towards the ex- junkie, giving a playful poke to the ribs as he moved him outside his door, shutting it with a soft thus.

Klaus panicked, he knew Diego had seen him flinch, he had seen the smirk he was wearing before he shut his door. The best thing Klaus could think to do was walk back to his own room and think. He wasn’t expecting to feel anything ticklish,he hadn’t braced himself for it at all! But it hadn’t felt… bad? No, he kind of wished Diego would try again later but… no. No he needs to go to his room, he can just ask Ben, he would die of embarrassment if he went to Diego now.

And so he went to his room only to find Ben gone, wandering somewhere. He as left in silence with his thoughts switching back and forth on the exact feeling, repeating the tingles he felt over and over. His face was in flames, he knew exactly what he wanted but it wasn’t like he could comfortably just go and ask someone for.. that. No, That would get some looks.

Klaus was at the peak of his delima. He was never shy to ask about this type of thing before with his partners, and it wasn’t that he couldn’t ask he decided. He just wasn’t sure how any of his siblings would react, least of all Diego. Sure when they were kids they had tickle fights, at least when dear old dad wasn’t around, but now they were well into adulthood.

He had asked Ben a couple of times more recently but he was never able to hold focus for long. It only ended in making him more needy.

And so the craving began.

He couldn’t stop himself, never one for patience, so it was no surprise when he found himself marching over to Diego’s door only half an hour later, knocking before letting himself in.

Luckily the other boy was fully clothed and still on his phone. A pillow hit it mark against Klaus’ face before he could get a single word out.

“Rude.”

“What do you want?”

Klaus hummed to himself before deciding to stretch himself over his brothers lap , stomach up, not unusual behavior but this time with an ulterior motive. “Can’t I just want to spend quality time with my family?”

Said family sat up, hands laying innocently on Klaus stomach, unknowing of the mental screaming fit that ensued.

“It’s rarely that simple. I don’t know what you want me to do if you’re bored, I’m tired to you’re out of luck, go harass Five or something.”

Klaus did not move, he was so close but the words he anted to say would not come out. Instead he settled for, “Nah, He’s probably reading some book. BORING.I would much rath-” He stopped in shock.

Never one to keep his hands still, Diego had begun to drum his fingers over Klaus stomach.

Torture. Mean. Evil. Rude. Klause felt personally attacked.

Diego only tilted his head, “You ‘kay? Not acting yourself.”

Klaus cleared his throat, “Yeah, yeah fine. Just um. Nothing. “ He said, barely able to force the words past his lips. He could practically feel himself vibrating, but Diego just gave him a skeptical look and his hands, his fucking hands kept horribly drumming along to some pop song.

Diego watched as Klaus sat stiffly, a blush slowly spreading across his cheeks as he fought an internal battle. Diego had realized what Klaus had wanted as soon as he practically threw himself over him. He used to do the same thing till they were deemed ‘Too old for childish nonsense number two and number four, stop that this instance.”

He could drag this out a bit longer though.

“So wha’cha want to talk about Klaus?”

Klaus wasn’t even sure if he could talk at this point. He could feel every bang of Diego's fingers against his ribs, they were practically vibrating through his entire body. He knew he couldn’t last much longer.

Before he could think of something convincing to say Diego’s hands changed into claws, digging into his ribs. Klaus practically screamed at the unexpected change. Questions flew through his mind, how did he know? He thought he was being subtle. He wasn’t prepared yet!

“Ruhuhude!”

Diego felt his lips pull into a smile looking at his brother, it was the first time in a long time he had heard him truly laugh. The thing was, Klaus didn’t even try to pull away from the feeling besides the usual squirming, and even that seemed less intense.\

Klaus curled into a ball before frantically uncurling after a few seconds. His head tossed left and right.

God, he had forgotten how much he needed this. How fun and free it made him feel.

Diego decided it was time to switch spots, re experience his brothers ticklishness. Of course he remembered his worst spots, his hips and ribs, but he forgot how he would squeal if you lightly tickled over his belly, or cackle and kick when you went for his feet.

It only took minutes for Klaus to feel weak with laughter, he didn’t want it to stop though.

When he opened his eyes he saw Diego looking down at him , a smile across his face. He must of been waiting for Klaus to open his eyes because as soon as he did the teasing began, and boy did it start strong.

“Y’know, I forgot how much you liked this. I mean, you haven't’ told me to stop once or pulled away.”

Well shit. Klaus hadn’t even thought about masking how much he wanted it after it had started. It was much too late to salvage now. Instead he flung his head back and kept laughing. What else could he do? Deny what Diego already knew, he wasn’t Five. No, Diego was the one who used to tickle him most when they were kids, it would be dumb to think he wouldn't remember. Why hadn’t he just gone to Five, at least then he (probably) wouldn’t of had thought Klaus was in desperate need to be destroyed by tickly fingers, he could of convinced him that the entire thing was his idea!

But now he had every coo and tease ever heard of being thrown at him. He knew that the words couldn’t attack him themselves but it sure felt like they were! Each sentence made the pokes and scribbles double in ticklishness. God was this Heaven or Hell? Klaus could only guess a mixture of both.

His face was bright red, both from laughter and embarrassment, but the fingers didn’t stop. In fact once found his wrist and pried his arm away from his body. Shit. Shitshitshit.

“Shihihihihit! Diehego Noho.”

“Awe, is it finally getting to be too ticklish for you Klaus? Because I could go for hours more. I think that would be fun, wouldn’t it?”

Klaus shook his head, hair a tangled mess, while trying to pull his now pinned arm down.

“What about this spot? I remember your armpits used to be pretty bad..”Diego said, he was so cocky and full of confidence that even just looking at him made Klaus tingle. His voice was smooth and almost patronizing in the best way possible.

Klaus couldn’t will himself to respond as his brother slowly brought his wiggly fingers down. All he could do was giggle and shake his head. A completely hopeless case.

“I’m not even touching you yet Klausy, why’re you laughing already?” can you feel it coming? I bet you can.”

Four felt his face getting impossibly redder. Then, when his eyes were squeezed tight and his face tucked into the crook of his elbow that wasn’t quite strong enough, Diego made contact.

Klaus screamed, there is no other way to describe what happened. He could hear Diego laughing after him but couldn't make himself focus on much of anything except the fingers digging into his upper ribs and dancing in his hallows.

No matter what he tried, rolling over, kicking, rolling the other way, trying to pull his arm down, holding Diego's wrist, even at one point trying to fling himself off the bed, he could not separate from the point of contact. He thought he was going to go mad, and he loved every second of it.

Diego’s hands found his hips next. Nope. nopenopefuckingnope.

This must of gave Klaus some super strength or something because he was suddenly able to rip his hand from Klaus grasp and hold on to his evil, cruel brothers wrists in hope of regaining some control.

Diego jst laughed some more. “Did you think I would forget your worst spot? How could I forget Number Four and his deadly ticklish hips?

Klaus felt himself getting more and more flustered, when they were young he could of been tickled from an hour and barely be phased, now he didn’t even know if he could last a second longer.

“Dihihiegoho! Noho- noho mohohohore. Ihihi canhan’t!”

“You can’t? I thought this was what you wanted Klausy?? Just a minute longer, then I’ll stop.”

Klaus wasn’t sure how he survived. He knew it was only a minute, literally. Diego counted down the seconds, but it had felt like an hour. By the time Diego removed him horrible, mean, absolutely rude fingers Klaus was wheezing for breath.

Diego moved to lay back down, “Next time you want tickled just ask, okay.” was the last thing he said as Klaus got his feet shakily under him.

Klaus did all but run out of the room. He could feel that there would be a lot more laughter filling the halls of the Umbrella Academy in the upcoming weeks. He didn’t feel any shame for being excited for it either.

#klaus hargreeves #ticklish klaus #tua #tickles #ler diego #diego hargreeves #just living my best life #they deserve to be happy #this was way too long for what I thought it would be but im not sorry #oof #the umbrella academy #tickling #tickle fic #fic

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amusedyan · 5 years ago

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Saw the CGI Lion King today

And I know everyone’s ripping on it and I see why. Like, this is not a movie to look forward to to buy, but a rental? I’ll drink to that.

So pros and cons (keep in mind these are just my personal opinion and I’ll admit I’m a little biased, I admit it)

Cons:

I cannot tell the difference between the female lions

The voice acting is, frankly, a little off putting sometimes (looking at you Timone and Pumba)

Sometimes the actual animation was junky- you could see textures twitching that weren’t supposed to, for example

Rafiki finding out Simba lived was changed to be less ‘spiritual’, I guess and frankly it’s convoluted and kinda gross

Timone and Pumba’s relationship with Simba isn’t nearly as close, even though they technically raised him

like you definitely got the feeling that them being their guard dog as the original plan took longer to develop into them caring about him as a person, you know?

Timone and Pumba, frankly, were a lot less funny

that might also be me being older though

Yes, the lack of expressions was a big problem in taking you out of the scene

Mufasa’s death was just...less. Like they tried to do a slow-mo thing like in the cartoon and it just didn’t work

on top of that they just dropped him into the stampede and, frankly, I get that they can’t show a lion being crushed to death but they should have done something else, because it just looked really bad

BB Simba is a jackass, like, it was so shoehorned in it left a bad taste in my mouth

Be Prepared got pretty much axed excepted for a couple of rewritten verses and it pisses me off, okay?

Likewise Hakuna Matata is just...awkward, okay?

The Fourth Wall breaking with Timone was terrible too

They cut out the frankness of the “you can run from the past or learn from it” with Rafiki and Simba and I was very disappointed.

My biggest complaint, honestly, is the background music. Not the actual songs, but the music to set the atmosphere. As high a budget as this film undoubtedly was, this was so low grade it’s gross. The volume is too high, a lot of the time it’s mismatched and doesn’t fit the tone of the conversation. It’s a cardinal sin for me.

Pros:

The hyenas were a lot more realistic and generally more awesome

They deferred to Shenzi a lot more

Shenzi was bigger and a more general threat

I really liked what they did with Zazu

Zazu was generally more badass, despite still being a ninny

He went for the hyenas eyes in the elephant graveyard to give Sima and Nala time to run

He risked his life multiple times to keep giving reports to Sarabi

also distracted the hyenas and scar to give Nala time to escape

He fought in the final battle like in the cartoon but you definitely got a feeling he was in danger

Rafiki’s staff was replaced with a fucking club and let me tell you it was great watching him beat hyena ass with it

Okay, the fucking scenery porn was absolutely great

CUTE BABY ANIMALS

BABY PUMBA IS FUCKING PRECIOUS OKAY

Sarabi had a greater personality in this and it was pretty cool

Nala had a little bit of character development

They toned down the nazi thing with the hyenas

likewise the partnership with scar felt like an actual partnership, not just slavery, you know?

There’s actually a brief nod toward why the hyenas live in an elephant graveyard

To wrap up:

I think that if the cartoon hadn’t existed and it was just this movie I’d be a lot more forgiving. The Lion King (1994) wasn’t perfect, and frankly I see more flaws as I get older, but it was a good movie and it set the bar pretty high. This movie isn’t terrible. I think that children will be a lot less critical, so there’s that. It’s better than Mary Poppins Returns, for sure.

But if the cartoon hadn’t existed and it was just this movie, I don’t think it would be a critical hit. I think it would be just another cute animal movie for kids and then it would be mostly forgotten. It wouldn’t leave as much of an impact and it wouldn’t have helped shaped children’s idea of cinema into adulthood.

#personal #opinion #not yandere stuff

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pleasesavetanaka · 7 years ago

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Gen is Human - An Analysis

The idea that Gen is actually a human, not an ajin, is something I’ve been pushing for a while. I wrote the original post in may last year, but that original post is pretty out of date. There’s a surprising amount of evidence for what was originally a crack fan theory, so under the cut I’ll jump right in and go over it all.

Keep in mind this is long and image heavy, since I tried to include all the evidence.

One of the core facts we need for this theory is the explanation that Gen absolutely has not died, at a minimum, between Grant Pharma and the present. Scars go away when you die, and Gen’s still got his super cute little nose scar.

This nose scar is the big smoking gun. While my original impression when I first read was that Gen always had the scar, this isn’t actually true. Back when he was introduced in chapter 15, Gen had no scar at all.

The exact moment he gets that scar is actually seen in the manga. In chapter 21, when Takahashi and Gen are sniping from the roof, Gen has no scar:

Then, directly after, Takahashi gets shot in the head. The nose whizzes right past Gen’s nose, and in the third panel he has what will eventually become his scar:

So from this we can establish that, since this point, Gen has not died.

To start out, this seems insanely out of character for Satou. Satou’s all about getting people to use their immortality in creative ways, and even if you assume that Tanaka did all of the training for Takahashi and Gen... it seems bizarre that Satou wouldn’t even glance in. Even Okuyama dies repeatedly in the manga, and yet Gen is always placed in positions and situations where he won’t die.

Forge Security is absolutely littered with times when Gen could have died, but doesn’t. He’s always placed behind one (or often two) ajin meatshields who keep him from getting shot. Really, the entire of Forge Security is Gen crouching behind someone who can get back up if they’re shot.

That said, the fact that Gen hasn’t died isn’t conclusive evidence - there are other reasons he might not choose to die. But that’s really just the tip of the iceberg.

It’s canonically stated that Gen cannot produce an IBM, but it isn’t clear why:

Tanaka wasn’t able to make one for ten years, and after a month with Satou suddenly could, so it seems strange that Satou couldn’t do the same for Gen. The way Gen states it seems like it’s something Tanaka already knows, so it’s doubly strange that Tanaka doesn’t make a comment about Gen trying harder so that he can. It’s just a given that Gen can’t, and that him making an IBM isn’t plausible.

This also makes how Gen got to the meeting in the first place pretty confusing. Ajin knew where to go because they sent their IBMs to get the information. The only person we see there in person is Kou. It becomes obvious that Takahashi must have brought him along, because otherwise he wouldn’t have even know where to go.

Similarly, we don’t have any evidence that Gen can see IBM particles.

There’s several interesting points which involve Gen reacting to IBMs, but they all come with interesting tells. For example, in chapter 15, we see Satou’s IBM clap to draw the attention of those gathered. Everyone turns... except for Gen, who continues to look away as if he can’t hear the clap.

Immediately after, we do see Gen turning to face the IBM... as we also see Takahashi pointing out where he should look.

Forge security also has a few moments like this, although they’re significantly less obvious. Sakurai seems to go out of his way to not show Gen’s reactions to IBMs. When Takahashi summons his IBM on the stairs, we see the guards react. We see Tanaka react. But we never actually see Gen’s reaction. He’s always just off screen, or partially hidden by speech bubbles.

The big climax (for Tanaka and co) is also littered with little hints. Again, we see Gen crouching behind Takahashi even though there’s a literal bulletproof wall between him and anyone with a gun. The vents kick on, and we do (however briefly) see Gen turn to them. This isn’t really surprising, and it doesn’t mean he can see the particles. Three vents suddenly kicking on all at once is distracting, so he looks.

Gen is suddenly out of line of sight. For the next two pages we don’t see him at all, hidden by the particles. The next time we see Gen, he’s still crouched, but his expression is perfectly hidden by the door. The entire wall is transparent except for one small section, and it just so happens to be hiding Gen’s face.

This trick is actually something we’ve explicitly seen Sakurai do in later chapters. In chapter 46, we see the entire of Suzuki Jun... except for her left ankle, which is hidden by a garbage can, disguising her GPS cuff.

For the rest of the particle scene, we only see Gen once. Gen doesn’t speak in this time, and he gets shot first, before they can rationalize anything. At this point, Gen is confused. He can’t see anything--the particles are clear to him--but he also can’t see any enemy IBMs. As far as he knows, Kei’s IBM could be approaching them right then. When we do see them, he’s reacting to something else entirely:

Takahashi isn’t looking at anything at all, but Gen is looking through the glass, specifically at the Black Suits. Manabe, Kuroki, and Suzumura are all right on the other side of the glass, likely approaching with guns out, and Gen’s face is reacting to the ‘oh shit’ realization that they’re totally screwed.

The fact that Takahashi loses his mind when Gen gets shot is another hint. If he’s concerned that Gen was shot with a tranquilizer dart, it’s easy enough to fire off his gun and kill Gen to reset him. If he’s an ajin, on the other hand, there’s no need to be concerned about him getting shot with a normal bullet. The fact that Takahashi is yelling and panicking lends credence to the theory that he’s worried that Gen, a human, has actually been shot by a real bullet.

The absolute biggest piece of evidence, though, comes near the end of Forge Security.

Sedatives don’t wear off instantly. They take time to pass through the system, even when disconnected from an IV. Satou, not exactly being the most patient person, solves this by simply shooting Tanaka in the head.

That clears the drugs out of his system, bringing him to full wakefulness immediately. He then leaves it to Tanaka to wake the others and escape. Less then a few minutes later, we see Tanaka and co leaving the room, carrying someone on a stretcher.

Considering that Okuyama has an injured leg that causes him pain when he walks, it’s obvious that Okuyama should be the one carried out. He’s also the one who is legally in the building, allowing Takahashi and Gen to pass themselves off as rescuers more easily.

Except it’s Gen on the stretcher.

This makes absolutely no sense if Gen isn’t a human. Why would Gen--an able bodied Ajin--not be carrying the guy who can’t walk properly? Okuyama’s cane is in the room when they’re sleeping (we see it at one point), and yet they have him carry Gen out without it rather than having Gen carry himself.

This scene really only makes sense with the idea that Gen is a human who cannot reset, and is thus still sedated and unable to walk properly. Gen still has his scar in later scenes as well, which means he wasn’t reset any time in Forge.

All of this makes for some pretty compelling--albeit not perfectly canonical--evidence that Gen is actually a human.

The anime isn’t canon to the manga - they diverge pretty heavily. Even so, the anime itself follows this theory to a tee.

Gen gets his scar in the same way. He goes through the same basic motions. However, when it diverges, things get even more obvious. Gen is always in a position where he won’t get hurt. When the entire gang of Ajin effectively jump down an elevator shaft, Gen doesn’t - he takes the long way around and gets there first. There are so many scenes where Gen is pulled to the side or left behind because the alternative would be him dying.

Literally the entire final battle is ajins vs ajins, and while we know why Okuyama needs to stay out of the battle (he’s piloting the drones), why the hell does Gen have to stay with him? Even Tosaki goes into the battle.

There’s also an absolute boatload of off-camera action scenes where literally everyone gets shot all the time and is splattered with blood... except Gen, who is, as always, spotless.

The only other real point of interest is Satou’s threads in episode 11. He first threatens Takahashi, who is pretty blasé about it. But then, when his threat doesn’t deliver, he explicitly says he’ll behead every one of you and swings the knife around to Gen.

To say the least, Takahashi and Gen both look horrified. Considering they’re adrenaline junkies, it seems pretty weird they’d care about a philosophy-question about how much of you is ‘you’ when you lose your head.

Except, of course, that Gen can’t come back if he loses his.

Hopefully I convinced some people who hadn’t yet seen the theory. I know it’s long, but there is a lot of evidence for this theory, and I’m really hoping we’ll see it get revealed in canon soon!

#ajin #ajin: demi-human #analysis #speculation #gen

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elderburn · 8 years ago

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Ruby Rose Kisses (Almost) Every Girl RANKINGS

I haven’t seen this one yet so I’d like to resurrect this terribly underfed blog (sorry about that by the way) to list, in order, my favorite Rube Smooches- as written by @xekstrin. (This is just my personal opinion and does not reflect the opinion of Viz Media, Paramount Pictures, or any other corporation to which I have no relation. I’ll also announce that if you’re tired of this blog not producing (sorry,) you can always follow me on my normal blog, @gottalovethosecostcomuffins, which has been known to reblog at least one thing per day. Maybe more. Let’s begin!

21. There are really that many of these? Goodness. I’ll be here awhile. The bottom of this list is BY NO MEANS the “worst” Ruby smooch, as if there could be such a thing, but something has to go here! Ciel starts us off this morning. I honestly pictured the obstacle course for MW2 for this piece. This also scratches my “Ciel is a tough, smol cookie” HC, which is nice, but it also mentioned suicides, which I hated, so there. Kiss rating: 7/10. Good on Ruple for being conscious of her own sweat. Simple soul confirmed.

20. Neon. LOVED THIS. If there were any more scenes in V3 with Neon, this is how I would have pictured them going. Meg would have had far too much fun VA’ing these, though, so of course it could never happen. Bonus points for the use of “impish delight”, always a crowd pleaser and definitely appropriate. Kiss rating: 6/10. ‘Mmmmmwah’ is my favorite smooch onomatopoeia, sure, but poor Rotunda was just so distraught. Can’t have that. Bonus points for (in my mind) secret domme Rubes and the implication that someone would be kneeling should this piece go any farther. Me like.

19. May Zedong. You may be thinking by now, “Hey. this guy is putting all the secondary/tertiary character smooches pretty low.” And you’d be right. But not because of that. Anywho. May joins Neon in the “Be playfully mean to my daughter” squad, but Rope-a-dope takes it in good fun. These two practicing together/bonding over weapon types was like the FIRST thing I thought of when we met May, and I love that May is having so much fun with it. Kiss rating: 8/10. Kissing the bullet is such a cheeky thing to do, and the slightest possible whisp of gunplay has me goin’ like a drop of water on a dying man’s tongue. Bless. 18. Pyrrha. This one was so cute! I’m gonna go ahead and guess that Ruby decided that those dern Goliaths were just too tempting and decided to go big game hunting. Thus the broken leg, so far the only real injury she’s ever sustained (the_shade_of_it_all.gif) Pyrrha though, as usual, is a perfect god damned angel that this world does not deserve, and thus stands ready to keep her girlfriend safe and... otherwise entertained. Bonus points for pet JNPR rock, whose name I still want to know. Kiss rating: 9/10. There’s lots of em, which is always good for healing (something something transfer Aura). Cute as fuck. Would read again.

17. Weiss. The main team had to start somewhere, right? I like how this one frames the WR dynamic, which has always been one of my favorites, if not necessarily my favorite ship. Flustered Ruby will always get some points in my book. Just don’t be needlessly sharp with her T_T Kiss rating: 7.5/10. So close, but when compared to Pyrrha, Weiss is gonna need to step up her game. Though I don’t think Rubes had any problems with this one. A good kiss. 16. Coco & Velvet. A photoshoot is, of course, the perfect place for Ms. Adel, and the scenario to get Ruskie in one is perfect. Tall/ leggy Yang is my shiiiiiiiiit, so points there. Lots of detail on the shoot itself, which just makes me want to pull out MY camera again. Jerk. Overall a fantastic and well built piece. Like Yang’s legs. I’m not distracted, shut up. Kiss rating: 10/10! First one of the set. Velvet and Coco both playing off Ruby’s flusteredness is my fav, which may or may not come up again on this list... but that’s for later. Bonus point for boo-boo kisses.

15. Salem. Eughhhh. What an unsettling mental image this piece gave me, but at the same time, that’s fucking perfect. The eyes especially got me. Poor Rub. Kiss rating: 6/10. This is more of a “Ha gotcha now you’re my corrupted mindslave” kiss. Black liquid was mentioned. My eyes kinda glazed over after that. Well fucking written, though. Goodness. 14. Reese. “Eaaaaaaat my shorts” has to be the best opening to a piece you’ve had in a long time, Kep. The ball keeps rolling from there. Yang somehow breaking the ice and setting up this little bet also tickles me pink. I guess you could say she was being an... enabler? To her weapon junky tendencies. Now she gets to take the weapons apart. Is what I mean. Not. You know. Shut up. Kiss rating: 9/10. She is Ruby god damned Rose and fuck if she is not getting a kiss you fucking fucks get out of her way

13. Amber. This one seems like the longest? I didn’t do a word count. But I like it. Poor Rutabaga. You hook up with a nice gal, you clock in to your bodyguard job the next day, there she is. Awkward. Did I mention she’s basically a god and now you have to protect her from all the shit that wants to kill her? No pressure. Still, Amber, being Amber, handles it perfectly. A nice fic on its own. Lots of fantastic internal dialogue and focus on thoughts. Which I love. Kiss rating: 7/10. For this one, the kiss was but a small part. Still an important one, but smaller. This was such a fantastic piece that gave more to Amber as a character than Mile and Kerble could ever hope to give her. I wouldn’t mind a little prequel to this one, though... club hookups? Yes please. 12. Arslan. One of my favorite new characters. Aaaaand she’s gone. This one has so many of my favorite #JustXekstrinThings- you got tight, revealing clothing, you got Ruby noticing said clothing, Ruby short circuiting when girls in tight clothing touch her, “beforewards” and the ensuing mental battle over its status in the Oxford Dictionary... the list goes on. Fantastic. Kiss rating. 9.5/10. This kiss has so much. The breathless “Y-yeah.” The “I’m warm cuz exercise, not gayness.” The forehead, mentor mentee thing. But something keeps it from a 10 for me. I dunno. Maybe I’ll come back to this one. Still excellent.

11. Penny. Arguably one of my favorite Ruby pairings, and another one knocked out of the park in this set. Normal girl, normal knee things are my favorite with these two who, along with Ruby/Pyrrha, so desperately need to do normal girl, normal knee things. Cute. As. Fuck. Kiss rating: 8/10: Again, this kiss is a passing thought, but for it to be so normal for them is what makes it beautiful. Did I mention I fucking love this ship? 10. Winter. Hoo boy. Top ten. It’s gonna get a little more difficult here, but I’m taking my time, so I’m confident I’ll get these right. Pilot Ruby is something I didn’t know I needed in my life, but here it is. Winter being naturally apt with such things is a no-brainer, but I love that that became a mentor dynamic as well. Perfect characterization throughout. And just a dash of spice at the end- “I can teach you more... if you want.” I bet you could, Winter. I bet you could. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Kiss rating: 9/10. Keep your sticks under control, Roob. That’s an expensive ship.

9. Neo. Alternative learning style Ruby has always been a thing for me, so what better way for her to learn than through the most unconventional methods possible? Neo yanking her sign language chain made me giggle. Then you turn around and slap me with an “oh shit someone’s fallin off a cliff” scenario. Rubrub to the rescue. Kiss rating: 10/10! Ya gotcher adrenalin pumpin’, almost dyin’, arms slinkin’, shirt bundled in fist ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°), height difference, full on smackeroo of a kiss. Perfection. Everything I could ever ask for. 8. Raven. Ohh-ho man. Do I love me some Ruby/Raven. Like Neo and Arslan, this one checks lots of boxes for me. Wall pinning. Desperate clawing. ANGST. Raven’s shirt unbuttoned? Y E S P L E A S E. Still, I feel bad for Ruby in this one. I just want it to stop too sometimes. Kiss rating: 7/10. A bit unclear in this one, but I liked it all the same. What ties into the kiss(es) are what make it so good. An excellent read. 7. Nora. Another one of my favorite ships. Doesn’t get nearly enough love in my opinion, but hey, what can you do. This is weapon-nerd Ruby in her fucking PRIME, so major kudos there. She’s elbow deep in this muthafucka and Nora likes. I like all the little world-building details you’ve got here- gee, it’d be nice if we got those from someone who, say, wrote the show- as they really help explain certain mechanics of weaponry and Aura without having to, say, make a 3-8 minute video narrated by some creepy dude to explain them. Amazing stuff as always. Kiss rating: 9/10. That it was brief was its only flaw. Established couple stuff is my jam, and this delivers. Love, love, love. Bonus points for the wink, Nora. I see you. 6. Numbers 4, 5 and 6 are probably the hardest for me, but I think I’ve got it pinned down. This one is Cinder. Arguably one of your best written ships overall. I like the dynamic you set up in this piece- anti-hero, is she the bad guy or not, and so on. “As always, Cinder was perfectly put together” is the perfect summary of the character- at least as written by you, imo- and the rest of the piece frames that so perfectly. I would gladly measure my music by her footsteps- so long as they were on my back, chest or face. Damn do I love this character. (side note: Is this set in the Chained Rose universe? Cuz if so...)

Kiss rating: 10/10! You’ll probably see a few more of these as we reach the top. This one is double for your money- you’ve got Ruby being a little bold puppy, always a favorite; and it even comes with a side of feigned penitence. This is, of course, immediately punished. As it should be. Bad Ruby. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

5. Emerald. This is one of those fics that just makes you go, “Aaahhh.” Not in the screamy way. In the “I’m home” kind of way. I love all the little domestic touches. Her wife. Calling in sick. Let’s buy a house. Talkin about jobs. It’s perfect. Poor Em- I hope she works through her issues. She’s got a good helper. Kiss rating: 8/10. As the rest of it, this one is perfectly domestic. A nice hand kiss. What a sweetheart. Points to Ruby for taking initiative.

4. Blake. I really miss Beacon as a setting. While the whole high school anime thing can only take you so far, I do love me some dorm room snuggles, and boy does this scratch that itch. All my Ladybug boxes are checked off here. I would read 200k words of this. at $.03 a word... let’s not do that math. Kiss rating: 10/10! Blake is opening up. Her mouth. Get it, Ru.

3. Glynda. I am heeeere for this pairing. Of course Glynda can always find the nearest office space within a few miles to make her home. And of course Ruby can find it’s window to languorously hang off of. I love the dialogue here! Probably some of my favorite out of this whole list. What a fantastic piece. Kiss rating: 11/10!! There are so many!! There’s your hello kiss, your return mid dialogue kiss, your on your knees kiss pepperings. Glynda, as always, is completely down for this. Bravo. 2. Yang. You knew it was coming. And boy oh boy did it come. Heh. This is written in what I called the Style of the Strained Master- all of your Ruby/Yang fics have this feel to it, and it makes them amazing. Ruby is always thiiiis close to destroying herself, Yang, and everything around her, at any given time. Because she’s so. Fucking. Ready. This makes me happy. This waters my crops, feeds my children, eases my aches and pains. This puts a man on the moon and music in my soul. This is everything. Kiss rating: There isn’t even a fucking kiss but you know damn well it’s getting a 10/10

1. The Sisters Malachite. Sound the trumpets! We have our champion! This was a struggle to decide. But this- and I know I’ve said this a couple times now- checks all. The. Boxes. Ruby being difficult. Ruby can’t do numbers. Weiss, help me. I have a number fixation and it’s making it really difficult to be the fuckin’ mack daddy that I know I am deep inside. Ruby has fucked up now. Now you fucked up. It has begun. Double teaming. Vainly struggling. There is no hope for you, child. Your clothes are ours. Have some cleavage, it’ll make up for the last three meals you’ve skipped. Except it wont. How bout we just fuck you instead. K? K. Kiss rating: ∞/10. I mean, there’s two of them, and they’ve got pretty decent stamina... There’s nothing here saying they couldn’t just go on forever. Poor Rubiks has a looooooot of stress to work out.... What. A. Ride. I spent the better part of two hours writing this out, and re-read all the pieces a few times a piece to get things down just the way I like it. Is this full of grammatical errors? Probably. Do I care at this point? Nah. Thank you again, Krissy, for writing this, and everything you write. You put in a lot of time for us nerds, that you really wouldn’t have to if you didn’t want to. And we appreciate the fuck out of that. Keep on keepin on.

#xekstrin #rwby #ruby rose #so many pairings

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