#I'm just afraid to hurt people unintentionally

[ackerlikesmen]

My Response

Since I can't reblog, I'll respond this way.

THIS IS NOT TO ATTACK BUT TO SHARE MY REASONING FOR DISAGREEMENT.

I won't lie. This tweet really bothered me. Same annoyance and sadness with 'You can't criticize percabeth because it's based on Rick's marriage.' I'm not saying you said that, but I see that comment often.

Anyway, I'm going to remain respectful.

You are NOT erasing Percy's character's strength by pointing out the toxicity and abuse of Percabeth. Yes, Percy is not afraid of calling out people's nonsense. HOWEVER, he does that with people he DOES NOT like. Of course, it's easier for him to call out people he doesn't like because it wouldn't affect him.

However, when it comes to people he cares for, that's another story. When it comes to Grover nearly fucking up Percy's quest because he didn't want him or Annabeth to leave him, instead of calling out his selfishness, Percy bites his tongue and BLAMES HIMSELF for making Grover feel that way.

What about when his mother admits she was selfish by not letting him go to camp? Despite being a safer option, she didn't want him going to camp. Percy had every right to be mad. This could've saved him from Gabe. But instead, he still adores her. He doesn't hold it against her.

Lastly, with Annabeth, she's done all sorts of things, like punching him in the gut, judo flipping him with the intention of hurting him, and blaming him for leaving her even though he was kidnapped.

Did Percy lash out? No. There wasn't a retort either. Instead, he laughed it off, and they haven't spoken about it. If anything, he felt the need to make it up to Annabeth. He felt GUILTY for something that was not his fault.

What about when she calls him seaweed brain, a name he doesn't like? A name similar to 'brain boy,' something smelly Gabe calls him to demean his intelligence. A name that ANNABETH finds insulting too, and doesn't want to be called. Does he tell her to stop or call her mean names back? Kinda, but he later GIVES UP and bites his tongue.

What about when Reyna says he 'couldn't find his way out of a paper bag,' and Annabeth laughs and agrees with her. Percy may have said 'hey!" but that's it. Was it talked about? I don't think so. It was brushed to the side.

Percy may be brave enough to stand up to bullies, but he doesn't stand up to his loved ones when they truly hurt him. His fatal flaw being loyalty to loved ones, even when they fuck him over, prevents him from doing that.

Annabeth is nowhere near like Gabe, but that doesn't mean she's not hurting Percy, and you're not degrading Percy for calling this out.

I was in Percy's shoes. I stood up to bullies and people I didn't like. Uncomfortable? Scary? Hell yeah, but I did it anyway. I know what that's like. However, just like Percy, I also brushed off the pain my friends and loved ones caused me. I brushed off my 'friends' fucking me over, even took the blame for them. Why? I didn't want them to leave me. I overlooked when my loved ones would unintentionally say hurtful things. Why? Because I love them and didn't want them to leave me either. Also, I tried to appear strong, too. It's okay now that I had therapy and stuff.

Guess what? Percy does the same thing, and that's worth calling out. Victims of abuse tend to overlook their loved ones hurting them.

I'm not 'minimizing' or 'erasing' Percy's strength and courage for calling a spade a spade, and I can not stand when percabeth stans try to sweep toxic things Annabeth does under the rug. Again, is she abusive and like Gabe? No. BUT she does things that remind me of Gabe, like calling Percy mean names to insult his intelligence. She hits, kicks, and hurts him when he does something she doesn't like. Gabe doesn't do this, but Annabeth would sometimes play mind games or make her boyfriend anxious just for the hell of it. (Bringing up Rachel to make Percy uncomfortable). I'll stop listing.

But I have to say. You said it was 'insulting' to Annabeth to call her actions 'abusive'? I say it's insulting to act like what she's doing isn't abusive or toxic. All that I've listed, she didn't do this playfully or in a lighthearted manner. Annabeth did this angry or annoyed and with INTENT. It wasn't an oopsie! No, she wants it to hurt, especially the judo flip scene. So, do I care if I insult Annabeth? Sorry, but no. I don't care because she's in the wrong. Not always, but MOST, and I don't feel guilty because of her actions and how she hasn't learned (and doesn't want to).

Overall, I hate that these types of arguments become popular. I understand you don't like your ship being called horrible things, and I'm not trying to be mean. Most of us are not. However, we can NOT sweep over some of the things Annabeth or Percy do, mainly Annabeth.

I'm sorry for dumping something heavy. I'm not trying to make this about me. My point is that you're not discarding Percy for calling out Percabeth's toxicity. That's it.

Night

Edited: March 18th, 2025. I wanted to add a little more and correct grammar and typos.

[eelclaw]

the protagonists of the broken code. who's rootspring

i am tbc's number 1 hater! negative thoughts below

shadowsight: other characters sometimes acknowledge that he was manipulated by ashfur, but the narrative puts all of the blame for the ashfur situation on him, neglecting that (a) he did exactly what he was supposed to do as a healer (obey and take messages from a starclan cat), and (b) the codebreaker hysteria was far more a product of clan culture than the actions of a single apprentice. he isn't treated like the victim that he is, and it is frustrating and not cathartic.

bristlefrost: what the hell does she even do. what does her spy arc accomplish or contribute (like mother, like daughter). she finds out that bramblestar isn't bramblestar far too early. she's so perfect and she has no flaws and she's so empty. i want her to be worse. how much more interesting would she be if she was sneaky and selfish? if she was loyal to the imposter because she truly believed in what he was saying? not to mention how she reciprocates rootspring's feelings with literally zero warning, and ceases to have what little character she'd had to begin with. i genuinely don't care that she dies, they did nothing to make her an engaging character. miss bristlefrost, i'm sorry they did you so bad.

rootspring: first rootpaw thinks he's weird because of his father. i hate this because i hate tree. later, rootpaw thinks he's weird because he can see ghosts. so they give him this "i just want to be normal" deal, and the clans suddenly pretend that ghosts are silly and not real. sure, rootspring and tree are the first clan cats with this specific power. and i get that the clans have very rigid beliefs, and they are afraid of anything that contradicts those beliefs, and that's interesting! but ghosts have been appearing to clan cats all the way back to tpb. fireheart tries to kill clawface at one point and he senses spottedleaf's spirit beside him, there to avenge her death. so rootspring's issue is stupid and he's nothingburger to me.

bramblestar: the arc really depends on me giving a shit about what happens to him. which i don't.

i think bramblestar is unintentionally a bad person and a great character. he proves himself by rejecting tigerstar, but he's still deeply insecure. he makes mistake after mistake (conspiring with tigerstar; hesitating to save firestar from the fox trap; forsaking his children after finding out they're not biologically his; using his power over squirrelflight as a warrior, deputy, and leader to control her), and for none of these mistakes is he held accountable (no thunderclan cat except leafpool learns that he plotted with tigerstar; he is allowed to remain deputy; his children think he was the best father ever; in every situation, squirrelflight seems to bear the consequences of his actions).

in other words, bramblestar gets chance after chance to redeem himself, and he keeps fucking it up. again, that's interesting! there is a story here about how difficult childhoods affect adults, and how powerful men are not held responsible for hurting people. except that's not how he's written. he's written as a completely good person, a brave and noble leader, and all of the clans respect him and they need to get him back.

there's a crazy amount of bramblestar worship in this arc. even rootspring, a brand new skyclan apprentice, thinks about how important bramblestar, the thunderclan leader, is, and how all the clans wouldn't be the same without him. i can't take it seriously.

graystripe: graystripe also got a crazy amount of worship. i couldn't stand reading every few paragraphs about how great he is.

side note: shadowsight, bristlefrost, and rootspring all want the same thing. they advocate against killing bramblestar's body. wouldn't it be more interesting if the protagonists had different perspectives and opinions? if they wanted different things? for example, it makes sense that shadowsight wouldn't want bramblestar dead. he feels like the only way to make up for his mistake is to recover bramblestar alive. but bristlefrost could be in favor of killing bramblestar, because the only way to make up for her mistake (supporting the imposter) is to get rid of him. putting our protagonists at odds would generate some interesting conflict.

conclusion: i also have problems with ashfur (why does ashfur try to stir up trouble with codebreaking which will certainly get him caught when he could just take over bramblestar's body and live quietly with squirrelflight), tigerheartstar, mothwing, starclan, the dark forest insta-death water, firestar possessing rootspring, the pacing (oh my god! they were debating whether to kill bramblestar for like three books! and for three more books they were running in circles in the dark forest!), etc. but i've already written a lot and i'm out of steam lol.

let me finish by saying these are kids books, and i'm not expecting them to be the cream of the crop, but there are a lot of writing choices which are incredibly misogynistic and/or completely baffling from a narrative standpoint. i still have a soft spot for this series though. dammit. okay bye

[nightmare-foundation]

it is only complex bc abuse is always done with purposeful intent. that is the textbook definition. who accidentally abuses someone? you don’t have to label his emotional incompetence as abuse. cause it’s not. that makes no sense… cause his character isn’t one dimensional. it’s literally just a character flaw, even if it hurts someone’s feelings. just like how jason is a hypocrite and dick practices escapism instead of dealing with his problems. majority of the times when he’s fighting another bat or bird, it’s either mutual or out of his control, so yeah ima give him grace by ignoring highly ooc comic runs. cause no one’s character is consistent, especially if you’re the freaking batman. idk, speaking generally when u literally get to build-a-bruce wayne is mainly just a skill issue, so maybe u just want him to be abusive?

Anon, abuse can absolutely be unintentional. You can unintentionally hurt people like that. Abusers don't always look at the people they abuse and think "I'm hurting and abusing them"- a lot of the time they really aren't aware they're being abusive and even think they're being helpful. I'm not saying some abusers go "whoopsie daisy!" And slip up like how you'd accidentally drop a vase. I'm saying the abuse Bruce puts the batkids through, especially Dick, is something he's doing not knowing he's being abusive or neglectful.

As an abuse victim, yes this is possible. My dad is abusive, but he isn't at all aware of it. Does he still love me to absolute bits? Of course. I don't doubt that he loves and cares for me. Is he still abusive? Absolutely. This is the case for Bruce.

His emotional incompetence is absolutely a character flaw, but how he goes about it with his kids is harmful. Take this example:

>Robin: Year One #3

This is just after Dick was nearly beaten to death by Two-Face. Bruce is genuinely afraid here, he's blaming himself for what happened to Dick and thinks that firing Dick will keep him safe. But he communicates absolutely none of this to Dick; he just yells at him, fires him, and then gives him the cold shoulder for months. Dick feels like such a failure that he runs away, thinking that Bruce doesn't want him around anymore. And i don't think this is ever really rectified or resolved. Dick becomes Robin again, but Bruce insists that he follow orders like a "good soldier".

And this incident still weighs heavy on Dick years later, thinking of it as his failure, especially since the whole situation was so traumatizing.

>Robin #0

And this is just one example of Bruce being emotionally incompetent and hurting Dick in the process. There's also the entirety of Batman #416, Batman #408, and NTT #55, all separate incidents where Bruce is unable to communicate and hurts Dick in the process. This is very present throughout their entire relationship, and there's far, far more examples of Bruce's emotional immaturity/incompetence being harmful, not just to Dick, but to the rest of the batkids as well (I believe it's one of the reasons Jason ran off to find his birth mother).

Bruce pretty much never communicates, not even to offer praise. This is something that frequently comes up and is even joked about (Dick being weirded out in Batman: Under the Red Hood when Bruce thanks him), but is a strong point of insecurity for the Robins. In fact, Dick wasn't even sure what Bruce really thought of him, if he thought about Dick at all (Gotham Knights #14). Jason also doesn't believe Bruce loves him, thanks to the sheer differences in communication styles and beliefs (which, honestly, the tragedy of that warrants it's own post), and I believe Damian has stated that, if it made Bruce happy, he'd stop existing (I'm not sure what comic it's from, so take this with a grain of salt). I'm not sure about Tim, honestly, since I haven't read his comics, but I wouldn't be surprised if the pattern continued with him too.

And ALL of this stems from Bruce being emotionally neglectful. A lot of issues in the batclan comes from this, honestly. Neglect is, by definition, abuse, even if it's just emotional neglect. This is often paired with Bruce miscommunicating if not outright being verbally abusive (such as yelling at Dick, as seen above), or even physically abusive (Nightwing #30, NTT #55, and at least half a dozen other instances with Dick alone).

Speaking of, I also don't believe Bruce being physically abusive is actually OOC, mostly because it's a trait that's been present since the Golden Ages, and Bruce is the one who decided beating up criminals was a good alternative to therapy. Bruce in general has a lot of anger issues, and is a pretty violent person. This is nothing new, and if you don't count the Golden Ages as canon, it's been at least present since the 80s. It's been consistent over a long period of time, and because of that, i really don't see Bruce being physically abusive as OOC, except for in certain cases (such as RHATO #25 and Gotham War, both incidents that I don't believe are in character when it comes to Bruce's opinions on Jason killing based on previous comics).

I don't really "want" Bruce to be abusive. I think it'd be better if he wasn't, but at this point, the batkids' characters hinge on him being abusive or at the very least neglectful, otherwise, aspects of their characters don't particularly make sense. Also, all of this is stuff I've picked up on as I slowly get through comics and read more meta posts. I'm not the kind of person who makes things up, and if I'm proven wrong about something, I typically reevaluate my thoughts, step back, and admit that I'm wrong. And so far, I really haven't seen any real evidence towards the "Bruce isn't abusive" column beyond people saying "these comics are out of character"- which is subjective.

Also, I only don't like it when people say that he's not abusive and then list things that are abusive. Mostly because it's genuinely dangerous.

Also also, I'm not saying Bruce is irredeemable or an awful person. He certainly isn't great, but he's absolutely capable of change and he loves his kids to death. There's almost nothing he wouldn't do for them (except kill, obviously, which is honestly something I agree with him on). I think he's stubborn and hot-headed, but once he actually sees the harm he's caused, I think he's fully willing to change, even if it's hard for him. Bruce is far from heartless. He cares a lot! He's just fucked up and has a ton of unresolved trauma that messed up his parenting. I really can't state how much I believe Bruce cares for and loves his family.

Anyways, at the end of the day, I believe Bruce is abusive. Abuse has a lot of nuance to it, and to a lot of people, abuse is always done intentionally and knowing that what they're doing causes harm. But this isn't always the case. Bruce is, imo, a really good depiction of an abuser who genuinely loves his kids and thinks he's doing right by them. And I honestly prefer his character this way; Bruce is WAY more interesting to me if he's fucked up like this.

Sorry this took a minute to answer, I have a lot of thoughts on this topic.

[butchsophiewalten]

i'm sure you've answered stuff like this before, but do you think sophie is genuinely rude/antagonistic on purpose? i genuinely think she's a contrarian who does her best to push people away but she's also just not well equipped for social situations

Please never apologize for asking me about Sophie Walten characterization, it is one of my favorite things in the entire world to talk about, and I love this question. I like this outlook on her quite a lot, and I do a lot of thinking about this exact sort of thing. Like, how much of her standoffish behavior is her being antagonistic, and how much of it is just her reaction to feeling antagonized?

As you do, I do like to think it's somewhere in the middle, where her behavior is largely because she's been through a lot and people have treated her poorly, but I also definitely think she's got a bit of an itchy trigger, and tends to assume the worst, and does a lot of lashing out at people in ways that aren't often justified. In my mind I also see some of her behavior as bring driven by a lack of social awareness, where she does things that are rude or impolite without knowing, which I think would happen most often with Jenny. But I also definitely don't think it's always out of ignorance. Sometimes she really is just trying to hurt people.

I've always liked the idea that Sophie sometimes really revels in her status as a Social Pariah. I think past the point of grief about her lack of identity and social connection, she likes the idea that people see her as creepy and unapproachable, or as the kind of person who hurts people just because she wants to and can. Maybe not necessarily knowingly, but I think she uses that as a way to protect herself from people who would hurt her, either intentionally, or unintentionally just as a consequence of being part of her life.

Funnily enough I see that idea reflected in the Fun Fact that Martin gave forever ago, about The Muppet Show probably being her favorite television program, but she'd never tell that to anyone. It's fun to me, imagining her seeing it as discordant to her Persona. She's supposed to like Slasher Horror and she butchers animals for a living and gets into fights. Liking The Muppet Show isn't going to make people afraid of her.

[atropinenightshade]

RAFAL in Relation to Other People

Warning: I won't be woobifying Rafal here or really putting him as a victim, so this may offend or bother people who stan him and forgive all his faults. Additionally, this has some toxic stuff here so if that is a trigger then I recommend not going through with it. And if you will go as far as to AGREE with it just because "my blorbo could have possibly said it", then I'm afraid you are missing my point and would rather have you click off.

So we already know how Rafal is as a brother, but how could he act in different familial relationships, like being a lover/spouse or a father?

As a lover/spouse: I'm sorry, but whether Rafal means to or not, he would easily be that toxic person in your life. He always is right (and you are wrong), and he appears to be the type to disregard one's feelings. If he hurts someone, he hardly ever apologizes, but you have to apologize to him. The closest he'll come to is a bullshit excuse. ("It wasn't my intention.") He makes you question yourself and the validity of your opinions, because, again, he is right. You can never get through to him or call him out, because at the end of the day, you are the problem, you are inferior, you have a childish mind, you are too sensitive. He slowly picks away at your self esteem, which was already low when you met him in the first place. (People drawn to him tend to have confidence issues??)

You don't leave him maybe because he doesn't have bad intentions, because he instilled in you codependence and now you don't know what to do without him, or maybe Rafal somewhat regretted hurting you, so you accept that. And ultimately, you trusted him, you believed in him, so, stupid you has to face the consequences. Everything that happened is your fault because you should have seen Rafal wasn't a good person!

Rafal just seems wayy too sheltering and overprotective and he'd take away his lover's ability to make most of their own choices or have their own lives-- slowly but surely, and perhaps, unintentionally.

Not to mention, he is possessive af! Red flag right there.

I hope that any lover of Rafal leaves him and they see their own worth, instead of running back to him. Because to be honest, he seems like a hypocritical, arrogant, and insufferable jerk. (most of the time) Either that or Rafal gets his act together and has some self reflection. He isn't a vampire for crying out loud!

As a father: oh. The father who is very, very, VERY overprotective and sheltering. A helicopter parent, even. He makes you think sometimes, "why do I have this curse of a father??" and sometimes you wish something could happen like a virus doing its job and you are "free." (Please don't actually wish this on your difficult parents unless they are really shitty!) Rafal embarasses his kids but being rather ultrastrict and old-fashioned and they probably don't know much of the world because of him. Everything has to be "educational" (which isn't a bad thing in itself but for the love of whatever please don't overdo it and make it corny) so no video games, etc. Also if Rafal reads an article with research on how veggies can give cancer, your salads will be taken away!

Rafal will also go like, "I'm your only friend. You don't need friends because you have me," and he may break up some friendships you have. Oh also: no boys.

I feel like Rafal fits dad energy more, though even there he would be WAY too much. (Go away Rafal! Go adopt orphans and make their lives miserable instead of bothering other people.) But who knows? Maybe as the years go on he would cool down, or back off when they become adults. Unless they form a codependent relationship with him and he has to be the center of their lives, which is very possible. Let's watch Rafal slowly destroy a home because he's in the way! And of course, instead of giving his children's household space, he defends himself and puts himself in the right. His kids may call Rafal every day in a modern context and totally neglect their family. Or the family is going out? Rafal has to be there too, and his kid says nothing.

If Rafal comes home from work in a bad mood, I'm sure his kids try to run off because if they don't he will find something to criticize and they will get hour long lectures. I also feel like he'd lecture on other occasions and then get mad when his family doesn't care and they want to get back to what THEY have to do??

[edwards-exploit]

Escaped Engines! Snippet

This is a piece of a much, much larger one-shot I'm working on. The context is that after BwBa: James Remix has happened, Oliver has some mixed feelings about Nia...

Nia paused, as Oliver began to sniffle- it may look like the rain is simply making his face wet, but there's an undeniable pain in his face that can't be explained away.

Nia took a deep breath, preparing to ask what she already knew, “This… isn't just about Toad, isn't it?” There was a delicateness in her tone, like she was afraid that something in Oliver would break if she pressed too hard.

Oliver, for his part, refused to break- but he did give a watery sigh. “No, ‘s not.” He muttered, eyes drifting towards his reflection in the water.

“Then…” She trails off, before asking the question that died in her tubes many, many times before, her own watery voice be damned, “Why are you so cold to me? What else did I do?"

Oliver blinked away tears, at Nia’s shaky voice- he gaped at her, he couldn't believe that strong, perfect, flawless Nia… was shaking in her wheels, voice cracked, and full of grief and confusion.

“It’s-” He starts, realising that there's no way he doesn't sound like a tosser while explaining it- but he feels rather rotten already, what's another thing to add to the fire? “I’m- I’m jealous of you.”

Nia barked a bitter laugh, “You? Jealous of me?” She asked, in disbelief. What could Oliver, famous Oliver, Oliver-who-has-a-home, be jealous about?

And Oliver can't help but fume. This- this engine, who has unintentionally tormented him, just… laughed away his confession like that?! “Because you're better than me, alright?! You come in, you do your job flawlessly, and everyone immediately loves you, even the trucks, and you're not even traumatised or-or- having loud nightmares that people tell to knock it off or- or whatever from losing your home!”

Oliver's breathing was ragged, now, but he stopped- Nia’s face became more pained than it ever did before, “You think I wasn't traumatised?”

"... You weren't making a fuss about it," Oliver muttered, furrowing his brows in shame as he looked away, "You- you didn't... Trouble anyone with it. You didn't even break down, be a mess, or become a burden about it."

The last part gave Nia pause- she was about to argue that she was traumatised, but... Something tells her that isn't what's bothering Oliver, "... Everybody's a burden, Oliver." She says softly, "It just shows up differently."

Oliver gave a wry, but hurt, smile, "You're not a burden. Not like me, not like how I was when I first came here."

"..."

There was nothing Nia could say to that. But there was something Oliver can say.

"You- you show up, because you managed to get here, following James under your own power- me? I got here because I was lucky enough that Douglas found me," Laughed Oliver bitterly, his trip down memory lane clearly unpleasant, "I wasn't smart enough with fuel, and then! And then, I messed up! I messed up loads of times! But you- you didn't. You're-"

He trails off. "Perfect. And I'm not. You've got the same excuse as me but you're better, and," he gulps, forcing air into his tubes to talk, "Without my excuse, my escape, who am I? Just a miserable pile of mistakes." Oliver's tears were flowing freely, now, and he broke.

The rain continued battering the two engines with no mercy, and Nia considered his words.

"... I'm not... Perfect. I did not just... come here, without any hiccups. There's a whole story that The Fat Controller didn't tell you." Nia looks away, "And I'm more troubled than you'd think."

Oliver looked at her, intrigued, and Nia took a deep breath.

"It all started when..."

[heal-the-ashes]

I feel like Hershel and Desmond would both be afraid of themselves.

If they stop and look at themselves. If they realize what they're doing came from years of pain. Would it all lead to a question of "Who else am I going to hurt?" "How many people have I unintentionally hurt because I never realized what I was really doing?" "How many things of my life have I missed because of this?" "How many things do I—or will I—regret?"

I feel like Layton self-sacrifices to a fault. That others get hurt trying to protect him. That he unknowingly drags other people through pain to get to where he thinks he needs to go. To solve every mystery there is. To get rid of his pain from outside sources, he needs to make as much of it himself under the titles "Determination" and "Amazing at solving things" and "Helping others" because then, how could those things ever hurt him? How could they ever be seen as pain? They're not like his (other) traumas. They don't cause pain at all. Not to mention what he thinks about danger. Danger? What danger? There's no danger here. Just people who are willing to hurt others to get what they want—Which is very sad and shows their pain and he'd very much like to help them in any way possible, if possible. If they show that they don't want to be helped, then it's better to leave them be.

But then again, nothing can ever be someone's fault other than his around him. I think he goes over betrayals thinking, "There must have been something I could have done." or "There must've been something I did." or "If I learn from this, I can make sure it never happens again." or... ... I think he has a hard time accepting that things really aren't his fault / there's really nothing he can do about some situations. Actually, when it comes time for Unwound Future and the whole Evil Layton arc... The only time in which he actually raises his voice is at himself. Is at the version of him that betrayed all of the morals in which he's held onto for so long. But a part of me thinks that, if he knew things were actually his fault, he'd have a problem with that, too... I mean, look at how he reacts to him getting puzzle answers incorrect in CV. In CV. In the 4th game of experience that he's had with puzzles. And a movie. With all that experience and he gets something wrong... he's disappointed in himself. Going back to the UF/LF thing... "I demand an explanation!!" I don't think I'll ever forget that line. I think, from his journal... We know he was trying to think of reasons why he would do something like this. Idk. I'm. Thoughts are not thinking anymore. Um. Wow I really lost my thought process. I was also gonna talk about Desmond. But I guess that's not happening at the moment.

[melodrangea]

Hello! I see that requests are open and I am in need of more SE content, so I figured I would just slide on in! I realise you said obscure characters, so I don't expect this to be answered because my home boy is one of the main characters, feel free to ignore this! But I've been so obsessed with the idea of Kid with a reader who kinda just let's people walk all over them. They're too shy to speak up! And out of fear of upsetting Kid they dress as symmetrically as they can! They even started folding their toilet paper and picking up various other habits to please him:') Since they tag along with him everywhere he and the sisters go, they figured it was the least they could do:')))) So maybe one day something happens to say... maybe their outfit or smth? Perhaps it tears on a mission in a way that is asymmetrical. They start crying cuz they are afraid Kid will yell at them or worse- stop talking to them entirely! How does Kid react?

Stay hydrated and eat well!!!!! OR I'LL TAKE YOUR SOUL>:DDDD (Politely ofc U_U) 💛💛💛💛💛💛

Firstly I would like to say I'M FINALLY BACK BITCHES

Between holidays and my computer breaking and needing a new one I was unable to post for the longest time because shipping is a bitch but I'm totally back now and will be posting at least once or twice a week!

Now! Getting back into it...

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-Kid would be the type to absolutely not realize that you are doing all that you do to please him

-he would love the matching outfits and all the symmetric habits you pick up but he figures that's just what happens in relationships and that you enjoys his habits

-after hanging out with them for a period of time, Liz does pick up on what you're doing and worries that you are doing it for different reasons than Kid thinks

-but she doesn't say anything because it doesn't seem to be really affecting you

-that is until you go on a mission together

-you and your weapon partner go on a joint mission with Kid to spend more time together and because Kid wanted to be able to protect you

-anyways the fight gets under swing and slowly but surely you're taking damage

-you don't notice but you outfit it coming undone; the laces rip on your right shoe, one of the buttons on your shirt gets torn off and you build up battle grime etc..

-once the fight is over you go to swipe the hair out of your face when you realize a part of you bangs has been trimmed on the left side

-you panic and inspect the rest of your outfit, realizing the rest of the imperfections in your outfit

-without even meaning to your eyes start to fill with tears, terrified that Kid is going to be upset with you, you heart begins to race and you feel your heartbeat in your ears

-you weapon partner is off assessing damage with Liz and Patty so Kid is the first to notice you upset

-he rushes over to you, at first thinking that you got hurt

"y/n are you alright? are you injured?" his eyes scan over you, hands rubbing soothingly across your jaw.

your lip quivers and tears stream down your cheeks, "I'm sorry" you whisper.

Kid's brow scrunches, "for what?"

you release a shaky breath, "I don't look perfect anymore. One of my buttons is gone, my shoes are dirty, I think that guy with the sword chopped my hair. Please don't be mad at me."

Kid frowns, "oh darling, what makes you think any of that matters to me? I admit I like symmetry but you could be wearing rainbow tie-dye and glow in the dark sketchers for all that I care. "

your eyes widen, "really?"

"really"

-after that mission you slowly start to develop your own style, occasionally swinging for matching outfits of course

-Liz helps Kid point out other habits that you copy unintentionally and helps you to gently shut them down

-Kid is your biggest supporter in helping you choose your own style, he can and will take you shopping whenever you feel like (live laugh love Kid's daddy's money agenda)

-and if you want to keep some of the habits you've picked up Kid is also happy because it means that you like him for who he is <3

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tis all for now my lovelies

please don't be shy about asking because you think the character is "too mainstream", I'm pretty sure my entire inbox is Kid anyways so his character and I are getting fairly acquainted

as usual I am at your writing service my dears

-Melodrangea <3

[north-noire]

Here are more hcns about Sammy that I drew in my sketchbook long time ago

Sam teases Charlie from time to time, although most of his teasing is usually unintentional and out of curiosity.

Charlie's reaction after hearing Sammy say her name ;-;

Although he is playful and full of energy, he is the least sociable of the Emily family, so Charlie occasionally has to drag him along.

When alive, one of the characteristics that caught Caitlin's attention the most about Sammy is the fact that Sammy unintentionally made that same 'done' face as his father which caused her to tease Henry about it.

Throughout his life the poor boy had to learn that his mother passed away, neither Henry nor Charlie dared to talk about it until Sam reached a certain age which caused him to have a crisis since Charlie reminded him a lot of Caitlin (a crisis which he managed to overcome as time went by).

If Sam found out who killed his sister his whole world would fall apart, he would be so resentful he wouldn't be able to say it in words.

And that's all I have for now, stay safe and take your time, I absolutely loved your ideas on it :)

SCREAMS WHAT YOU'RE COOKING WITH THESE!!! I really gotta draw Sammy soon when I get the time, I love your design of him and your art sm it's so cute znsmsmwkow

Also, fellow cursive writer rise up!!!!

Gonna ramble a lot below this section so I don't flood most people's feeds while I live-react and say my thoughts below :) Feel free to read below ofc!

I love that Sammy takes off Charlie's weave. Maybe I should really draw Charlie's weave getting taken off often as a meme LMFAO

I LOVE Charlie crying after Sammy said her name I'm gonna explode 😭😭😭 also yes, that's so real, Charlie would totally drag him outside of the house whenever it's possible xD I just know both Henry and Sammy tend to spend time together in this mutual yet really peaceful silence amongst themselves.

I LOVE HOW CAITLIN LOOKS IN YOUR STYLE TOO SHE'S SO CUTE ;-; Sammy and Henry truly r like father and son...

ALSO OUGHHHH sammy not wanting to talk to Charlie bc she reminds him of Mom makes me think of Sammy accidentally calling her Mom one time and immediately just. Avoiding her after that bc he feels bad reminding people of her (and her death).

YESSSSS I'm so here for the beef between Sammy and William!!! I keep imagining scenes where he's afraid and yet so angry at him, like maybe William tries to be generally friendly to the Emilys even her Charlie's death (as usual, and unfortunately some way to relieve himself of guilt somewhat) and while Henry does maintain the friendship (up until Puppet Charlie comes along and he has a crisis about it), Sammy starts to just hide behind Henry whenever Will comes along, or even retaliate in some degree (pushing him away and sobbing, runs away and doesn't want William talking to him). Henry definitely picked up on the behavior and got concerned, thinking William must've done something he didn't know (initially his mind thought of something worse, like William hurting Sammy without him knowing or something similar), which sort of escalates into some argument between the two. William doesn't really like being accused of such, he understands, but still stays firm that he didn't do anything to Sammy (which is true). Henry apologizes but he is genuinely worried about Sammy's well-being, with William throwing out the idea that maybe Sammy just isn't taking the grief well or is just going through a lot of emotions and doesn't know how to handle it properly.

Henry reluctantly tells William to go home, mostly to ask Sammy what's been going on and asking him what happened to William without him being in the proximity. Maybe he comes in and sees Sammy listening to the Marionette speaking full conversations with his kid and he gets... Confused, because he hasn't programmed any of those lines. He's confused, but Sammy shortly explains briefly that it's Charlie speaking, and that she's been in the Puppet for a good while now... Henry is a little skeptical, thinking it's just Sammy coping with the grief until Charlie actually does a full conversation with Henry and he's just... Stunned, understandably.

Before touching up on that can of worms however, Henry still asks Sammy what had happened with William and why he's so angry at him, in which Charlie (being Charlie), butts in and says William killed her and that she'd rather not let him hurt her brother in the future. Henry's a bit paralyzed from all the stuff that's been dropped on him impromptu but he doesn't really have time to break down because Sammy is there, but you can see how much this breaks him a bit. Sammy and Charlie agree that William should get it coming to him of course, and while Henry agrees, he says it's best to just find a way to prove William had something to do with it first than do anything... Drastic, to say the least.

SORRY IF THIS IS SUCH A LONG POST bruh I really just wrote a whole ass scenario based off of your awesome hcs and art 😭 I hope you like it! I'm always happy to get fanart from anyone 😭

[lovelyladyabsinthewrites]

Homelander being obsessed with his sister HC III

Warnings: heavy siblingxsibling implications, Homelander being such a narcissist that he falls in "love" with his own sibling, dubcon, noncon, manipulation, stalking, basically all the horrible parts of HL come out to play, MC has blonde hair and blue eyes like HL, different plot than 'All I Ever Wanted, All I Ever Needed', kidnapping

I II IV V

With just HL to interact with, loneliness was inevitable, even if you wanted to resent him and keep your fury

when he'd unintentionally scared you, HL would keep away from his apartment for a while. and when he did stop in, he made sure to avoid you the best he could

it's you who surprises him one morning at the kitchen table with breakfast. You invite him to eat with you

his company was better than none

you decide to play nice, if only to better your situation

but it's a tentative companionship. both of you walk around the other like hesitant/wounded animals; unsure if the other means to harm

neither of you share anything in common, much of that thanks to the different environments you were raised in. in your differences though, you find one another's stories to be interesting (although at times you feel your heart shatter at how lil HL was treated)

thanks to the small conversations you've been having, his mood positively shifts

enough so that Ashley notices with great relief.

painfully slowly there's an odd bond forming

one night when you decide to order in pizza, you witness Homelander in leisure wear. you'd thought that suit was glued on to him. he seemed just as nervous, vulnerable even without his blue spandex

"What was it like, growing up with a family? with love?"

and damn did that hurt you to hear him asking that. you actually reach out and hold his hand, touching him for the first time and HL is incredibly tempted to lean in and claim your lips with his own. he doesn't want a repeat of scaring you though

even with a bond having been formed, he doesn't like when you ask to go outside of the apartment. he'll snap at you with a red gleam in his eyes. afraid that you'll run off the moment he grants you such a simple liberty

"You're treating me like a prisoner, John." that was another new habit, calling him John. Making him sound like a mortal and not a god "People will care that I'm gone."

"No one has said anything so I guess you're not as important as you think." he'll hiss while grabbing the front of your shirt.

instant regret

especially when you start to cry, broken down after how long you'd been cooped up in there; under his complete control. you're at your wit's end and don't know what to do anymore

"I can't be happy here, not when my basic freedom has been taken from me. No matter how sweetly you speak to me or all the gifts you throw at me. It will never be enough to make me forget that."

How is it possible that you make him so angry yet also make him want to hold you close to him

He CAN'T release you though. Couldn't even fathom letting you go. but you've had it

a physical fight breaks out and near destroys his apartment. you're body is screaming for freedom and if he wasn't going to give it to you, well, you were going to take it yourself.

also please tell me some HC you guys have of Homelander x sis!Reader 😊

[prettiestgirlinthemorgu3]

Diary entry

Hello, my dears, how are you all? Another week has passed and these last few days I haven't been able to get my head around how much I wish I was living more of my adolescence, I wish I could spend less time obsessing about my grades and my future, anxious, and more concerned with living in the present, without letting the little moments, the formation of memories and each opportunity fade away like dust; I spend all my days at home, at school, at home, at work, I have few friends and I hardly live in this reality.

The truth is that I think my mind belongs to a world of fantasies that doesn't exist, a world that I created and unintentionally trapped myself in, now I'm a prisoner, a slave to the tower of dreams manufactured by a mind with a fertile, flourishing imagination; I fantasize about living in other bodies, other worlds, other realities and I forget to live the one I have in my hands, but I stop living it even more because I'm afraid of all the consequences and possibilities, I suffocate in the anxiety of not knowing what's to come and not being sure what will happen to me if I choose another course other than the one I live every day, because I see it as a vast sea, and changing paths might take me to a current that will swallow me, taking me away from my initial destiny.

Still, I am hungry for life, for the unknown, for emotions other than boredom, I want to feel the adrenaline and drink from the fountain of life, I want to be a reckless teenager, I want to stay out late and spend the night laughing with my friends, I want to be silly and have high school crushes, but I don't allow myself, I close my heart, I prefer my own solitude, because I was not taught to enjoy the company of other people, I locked myself away so as not to be hurt, because if I were abandoned, it would be like being stabbed; I feel like a frustrated teenager, I am in high school, but maybe I am still the bright-eyed little girl from elementary school, or maybe the pre-teen with no will to live, who had no expectations for the future, and maybe it is because of that teenager that today I find myself so reluctant to change my routine and venture out into life, I am afraid of taking another blow and not recovering.

I don't know how to let myself enjoy the last years I have without worries, without serious things. I wish I could leave my incessant mind aside and just live with my heart, but I'm too rational for that. My brain calculates all the possibilities and my heart, human, tightens just thinking about the disappointment I might cause my parents, because they didn't raise a rebel, they raised a sweet girl who is well-behaved, prefers to stay at home and doesn't give any trouble, and that's why they love me so much. I'm not like most teenagers they know. I don't drink, I don't date, I've never even kissed anyone, but that's especially painful when you stop to think about it, because I also have no experiences, no history.

[imonthemoonitsmadeofcheese]

Chicken

Wherein Eris is frustrated and the Drifter reacts. Truths are spoken. Alcohol and the nature of French Toast are involved.

Set during Season of the Witch.

Link to Ao3 if you prefer to read it there

“Drifter.” The radio crackled.

“Hey hey, god of vengeance, how you livin’?”

“With some difficulty.”

“Oh?” Eris overheard a metallic plunk, as though a tool were being put down on a table.

“Ikora is upset with me and wants me to rest but there is no time. She keeps saying she does not like what I've become.”

“Aww is it the chitin? I didn't pick Ikora to be shallow like that. Whether you have an exoskeleton or not, I still think you're hot.”

“That is the most ridiculous thing you've ever said to me.”

“Well now, I'm going to have to do better if that's the best you've heard so far."

“This is… I should not have called.”

“Hey… Eris…” His voice had become soft. “I'm here no matter what. Ikora is too. She's just scared.”

“I wish she trusted me as you do.”

“That's the thing about humans, we're all different. And is it really a lack of trust? My read on her is all care, worry, and more than a little guilt.”

“Guilt and pity and concern. I have more than enough from all sides already.”

“Hey, not telling you what to feel or anything, but of all people, you and I both know how awful it is to be powerless to help someone you love when… you know… bad stuff… It's normal to be afraid of it, and normal to want to protect someone who matters to you.”

“Then why aren't you also wailing and gnashing your teeth at me? Is it because you are by nature not attached?”

“What?”

“If I am subsumed and remain hive, you can just drift away. Never love anyone, never trust. Once in a while wistfully think of how things might have been? It is after all how you are, is it not?”

“No. Not any more.” His voice shook.

She felt it in his voice. The pain she had just caused. The resonance with other pain she knew he held because he had trusted her to tell her of it. Parallels with his past previously invisible to her became suddenly very sharp and clear.

“I'm sorry.” All frustration had left her. She had unintentionally caused harm.

“I gotta go.”

“No, please, I spoke in anger and I'm not even angry with you. These transformations have been bringing raw emotions to the surface unrestrained. You do not deserve to be treated harshly. You have been exactly what I need at every moment. Please forgive me.”

“Yeah, sure Moondust, you're forgiven.” His voice was flat, as though he were now carefully keeping all emotion out of it. She felt suddenly cold, like she had opened a door to the Europan winds which could suck out all heat in even a brief moment of exposure.

“I am… I am very fond of you.” Her voice was small. Pleading.

He sighed, “Feeling's mutual. I… thought you knew that.” His words felt like brittle ice cracking. Between the words, the one thing she could not bear to hear in his voice: doubt.

“I… can I come to you? I can make a portal right now.”

“Guilt and pity?”

“What?”

“That's what you're feeling right now, ain't it?”

“This is not the same thing.”

“Ain't it, though? Look I'm not gonna stop you from coming here. Not like I could. But, honestly that hurt. I think that's the first time you've ever hurt me like that and I think I need to just be by myself right now.”

“Please,” her voice was barely above a whisper, “I need to see you. Please.”

For a few moments there was only silence.

“Airlock's open.”

The Drifter sat at a table near the makeshift bar he had in the corner of the Derelict’s small galley. There was a bottle on the table and one glass. He reached back behind him, picked up a second glass, and slid it toward her along the surface of the table as she approached.

“This is our first fight, isn't it?”

“I do not wish to be fighting with you.”

“Well, that makes two of us.” He poured liquid into her glass and then into his own. “To not fighting, then.” He raised his glass in a toast

Eris sat across from him and clicked her glass gently against his. They both took a sip. Eris made a face.

“It's good for dissolving permanent marker, too. Also takes off acrylic paint.”

“Ugh,” She took another sip and winced.

“So, let's get something out of the way, shall we? You've come out here when I told you not to, and that means you are either very stupid, which we both know you are not, or you are prepared to shut up and let me say what I need to say.”

She nodded.

“And because this is raw and I'm hurting, what I'm going to say ain't gonna be said nice.”

She nodded again.

He took her free hand in both of his, and began gently pulling off her glove with trembling hands. He worked in silence, carefully setting the gloves on top of each other, palms facing, empty fingers intertwined.

The Drifter took a large swallow from his drink, then took both her hands in his, two eyes staring intently and into three across the table.

“I love you.”

His words hung in the air between them, the silence following giving them even more weight.

Eris tried to caress his fingertips with her own. He gripped her hands tighter and shook his head, frowning and glaring at her. She tensed.

“You’re always asking me to speak plainly. This is as plain as I can get. The reason I trust you so completely is not that I’m not attached. It’s that I am fucking attached. And that scares the shit out of me because I have worked very, very hard not to get attached. No extra hidden shit, no schemes, no secret reasons. I fucking love you. That’s why.”

She opened her mouth to speak.

“I ain’t done.”

She nodded.

“Now, I am right pissed off. I should not have had to say this to you like this. Me telling you I love you should have been one of those special sweet things we whisper to each other naked in bed instead of me being angry and hurt.”

He paused, letting go of one of her hands to take a large swallow of his drink, before returning his hand to hers. She waited, listening. He spoke his next words slowly and deliberately.

“It is wildly unfair and unkind for you to go about comparing my reactions to those of the other people who also love you too. You are doing shit that is scary as fuck and dangerous and has literally everything on the line, and I am behind you one hundred percent.”

He gripped her hands tightly.

“You demanded to call me by a name that’s only ever been used by ghosts. You insisted I let you be counted among those people whose lives I woulda laid down and died forever to protect. And I let you. And I am still, right now, letting you. Don't you ever think for a moment again that I do not love you. Don't you fucking dare.”

“We’ve fought together.” he continued, “Saved each other’s lives. Eris Morn’s fire team is no longer all dead because I am now on it. I’m the living one among your ghosts as much as you are among mine. I am here and I love you and I will support you through every kind of hell no matter how many times you willingly walk through it. Don’t you ever fucking pull this shit again Eris. I. fucking. love. you. You got that?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

“Good.”

He let go of her hands, downed the rest of his drink, and poured himself another.

“Now, get the fuck off my ship so I can get blind drunk and cry myself to sleep, you fucking bitch.”

She did not move.

“Just go.”

“No.”

He turned his head to one side until his neck cracked and let out a slow breath.

“I thought we’d agreed that we weren’t going to fight, Moondust.”

The drink was visibly shuddering in his hand. The liquid almost but not quite spilling.

“I am… not done my drink. You poured it for me and I would like to finish it.”

He nodded, glared at her, and took another swallow from his glass, never breaking eye contact.

“Fine. We can play it that way. Finish your drink.”

She took a sip.

They sat in uncomfortable silence as the Drifter filled, and consumed, three more glasses of alcohol, staring angrily at her while she took the occasional small sip.

“Chicken,” Eris said quietly.

“Come again?”

“Chicken. The game with vehicles.”

“Like Russian roulette only with two people in a head on collision?”

“Yes, only with us, it’s with emotions instead.”

“Well, I guess that means I lost.”

“Not necessarily.”

“Do tell.”

She looked down at her glass and then back up at him.

“Do you believe I love you?”

This time his shaking did spill his drink.

He sucked in a breath and blew it out through his lips, like he was blowing out invisible candles before him.

“Hoo boy. You waited till I got four drinks ahead of you to drop that one. Well done.”

She took another sip of her drink.

“Your alcohol consumption was not a factor. I was choosing my words carefully. So, do you?”

“Do I what?”

“Believe I love you.”

He glared at her.

“I believe,” He took a large sip from his glass and rolled the alcohol around in his mouth first before swallowing it. “…that you wouldn’t lie to me about it.”

She nodded.

“So, you tell me.”

She waited until he met her gaze again.

“Yes.”

“Then I believe you do. Ah… fuck.”

He wiped the tears out of his eyes with his thumb and index finger, then flicked the moisture off to the floor. “Fuck you.”

He put his drink down and pressed the palms of his hands into his eyes to try to squish his overflowing tear ducts closed.

She looked inside of her now empty glass and placed it next to his on the table, leaning forward close to his ear as she did so.

“Do you still want me to go?”

He looked up from his hands with a bitter laugh, his face wet.

“No.”

“May I touch you?”

He shuddered, still crying. “Yeah.”

She cupped his face in her hands and ran her thumbs along his cheekbones, wiping at the tears. They kept coming. He placed his hands over her own, pressing them into his face, and sobbed into her palms, centuries of pain flowing freely against her skin.

They sat this way for several minutes. The Drifter sobbing. Eris’s hands receiving his tears. Eventually the tears slowed and his breathing evened out.

He released her hands. She left them on the table in front of him.

“Well,” he said, wiping his face on his sleeve, “that happened.”

���I’m sorry,” she whispered.

“Me too.”

“May I stay here tonight?”

“I ain’t fucking you,” he said flatly. “Not after something like this. I don’t want us to be like that. Emotional yo-yos are for people less than three hundred years old, not us.”

“I do not want us to be like that either and that is not what I am asking.”

“Good.”

“But I do wish to stay with you.”

“Yeah. I’d like that.”

He picked up his drink and looked at it, clearly trying to decide whether or not to consume it. She took the glass from him, replacing it with one of her hands while with the other she tilted her head back and in three swallows, emptied the glass, coughing a little.

“Track dust all over, break my heart, and steal my booze, why don’t you?”

“I have not broken your heart.”

She placed the empty glass on the table and stood.

“But I have carelessly bruised it, and that requires attention. Can you stand?”

“Yup.”

“Which way is your bed?”

He pointed.

She led him by the hand.

“Wait.” He pointed at a cupboard. “In there. Extra blanket.”

“You are cold?”

“No, but I will be when you steal all the covers.”

“I do not steal covers.”

“Like hell you don’t. I seen how you sleep when we were on Europa. You cocoon. I got extra blankets when I got back just because I knew this would happen at some point.”

“How long have you been planning on sleeping with me?”

“I uh,” He swayed and steadied himself against a wall. “…wouldn’t say planning. Hoping maybe.”

“You obtained extra blankets out of the belief that I steal covers. That is literally preparing in advance for something you have planned.”

“There’s a difference between planning an being prepared.”

“Fine. How long have you been preparing to sleep with me?”

“Uh… a while.”

She pulled the blanket out of the cupboard. It was soft and pleasant to touch.

“Since Europa at least, how much longer before then?”

“A while. Why?”

“I regret us not doing this sooner.”

“Yeah well, we’re here now. Let’s go snuggle like people who love each other this much are supposed to and, provided I’m not too hung over, I’ll make you breakfast in the morning.”

“I would like that.”

“You ever had French toast?” He tossed his coat onto a chair and his boots in the corner.

“No. What makes the toast French? How can bread have language?”

“Uh… those last couple drinks have finally hit and I am too drunk to properly explain this… I can show you tomorrow. It’s got nothin to do with language, though. The French toast isn’t French.”

Trust, Drifter’s hand cannon, went on the bedside table. He blinked when Eris placed her Ahamkara bone next to it and then nodded.

“Then why is it called French toast?”

“To…to differ… it… from regular toast.” He seemed briefly mesmerized by her boots next to his, and her armour on the chair next to his coat, as though he wasn’t sure if it was real. Eris sat next to him and began to unwrap the layers around her head and neck. She placed them on top of the glowing orb on the table, dampening its light and darkening the room.

“But why French?” She asked, her three eyes glowing brightly in the darkness.

“Uh… I don’t know… is just what it’s called… is good though… you’ll see…” He lay back on the bed.

“Do people believe that eating it enables one to speak French?” She slid in next to him and pulled both blankets up over both of them.

“Nope there’s nothing French about it.”

“That’s ridiculous. There has to be something French about it or it wouldn’t be called French toast.” She draped her arm across him, found his hand, and twined her fingers between his.

“Nah, it’s just…it’s just called that.”

“Hmmm…”

This is one of a series of stories written during Season of the Witch that I called Kept Conficence, after the hand cannon with the lore that helped to inspire them.

Here is a link to all of them in order if you wish.

[idiotsonlyevent]

i'm not saying 'chilchuck did nothing wrong,' but i'm becoming increasingly bothered by the framing that the marriage failed because it was 'only his fault,' when his wife did just up and leave, seemingly without saying anything to him or having a conversation about it?

and i know we don't see anything from Her perspective, so maybe she did try, but the fact that he had no idea anything was wrong, despite being fairly present with her and their daughters is i think pretty indicative that she was probably stewing with her frustrations in silence for a long time... like, i'm not pinning the blame on her, but leaving your spouse without saying anything is also not great? especially if it's some sort of 'test'?

like, i think they both Kind Of Messed Up and now there's a stalemate where they're upset, and chilchuck is afraid to make the next move because he doesn't want to upset her further, but the longer he waits, the more frustrated she gets... and so it continues

also, dunmeshi spends SO much time focusing on how we often unintentionally hurt our loved ones, but how there's almost always ways to move past it and grow, so it feels very strange to me when people insist that there's no reason for them to get back together. like if you don't want them to, that's fine! but insisting that there's no way to repair their relationship, or that it's only one person's fault, or that it's unhealthy or whatever... idk, but it doesn't sit right w me.

[pfhwrittes]

hi p!

can i ask a dumb question? on your last post you said in the tags that it's possible to have "rough" sex without it being rough-rough and idk i was just wondering if i could get some advice for how to actually have "rough" sex that ISNT rough-rough? i'm asking bcus i've got hEDS and my bf is VERY careful but i don't always want careful yknow??

pls don't feel like you have to answer!

love shy anon ♥️

hi shy anon!

first and foremost, none of this is actual medical advice by an actual genuine doctor. i'm just a guy who has weird joints and sex.

if you're able to, i recommend talking to your doctor about things you can do to help make sex more comfortable BUT i also recognise that doctors are particularly useless when it comes to helping people with hEDS so i also recommend hitting up some websites for general advice too.

with that out of the way, let's get into it.

some general stuff first:

know your limitations!

so, it's a fact of life that everyone's body is different. some stimuli feels good, some stimuli feels bad. when you have funky joints (or hEDS in your case) you have to be more mindful about what positions are just a complete no go for you or what you can do with some extra support.

i seriously recommend that if you don't have one already, get a body wedge pillow that you can use to support yourself! they're great!

communication!

please talk to your partner(s) when something feels uncomfortable. they want sex to be good for you (and by extension them)! so keeping it to yourself when something hurts (in the wrong way) sucks. no one wants to hurt their partner(s) unintentionally (sometimes they want to hurt their partner intentionally but that's sadism and that's a different conversation).

trust me when i say, they really aren't going to mind if you go "hey, this position is making my arm/leg/neck ache, can we switch it up?" and if they do mind then they're a dick.

p's tips for having "rough" sex.

work out what pressure errs on the side of "hard" rather than "soft" before having sex. don't be afraid to say "more", "just like that" or "that's too much" during sex.

put pressure on the meatier parts of your/their body. for example, instead of holding someone's wrists - hold onto their forearms. instead of ankles, hold their calves. and before you go "oh but my partner can't wrap their entire hand around my calf/forearm!", trust me when i say it's not about being fully restrained, it's about the potential of being restrained.

if you or your partner do want to be restrained, i recommend padded cuffs. the wider surface area is generally* (*your mileage may vary) more comfortable than thinner material (like rope).

alternating firm vs soft pressure and alternating slower versus faster movements is usually the key for things feeling "rougher" than they are. don't start at an 11 (super firm pressure and fast movements) and stay there. variation!

you don't have to be thrown/throw your partner around for sex to be rough. that's dumb. you can guide/be guided with an arm around the waist/hand on wrist to where you/they want to go.

do not wrench someone's head back. grip at their hair (if they're cool with that) close to the root/their scalp and maintain the pressure before releasing* (*talk to your partner before doing this!) or alternatively, hold the back of their neck. again, do not wrench their head.

if you/your partner bruise or mark easily have a discussion before having sex about if you/they are comfortable with having bruises/marks on your/their body and where they should be.

you can bite gently. you don't have to latch on like you're a hagfish on a whale fall okay? just the combination of teeth + heat + wet is enough for some people without needing to actually bite down.

you don't have to bite at all.

consider dirty talk. it's not for everyone but it can add a little something if you're that way inclined.

and to follow up: after having "rough" sex, aftercare!

if you're the receiving partner, please tell your partner what felt good. be specific! check in with them about where their head is afterwards and get cuddly if they're a cuddle person. do not treat them like a sex toy (by which i mean after they get cleaned up you basically ignore them until you want sex again. that's a shitty move.). check in physically as well! check for strains, marks, bruises and bites and apply a little bit of first care/physical aftercare (anti-septic for bites, arnica for bruises). make sure they're hydrated, clean, comfortable and fed.

if you're the providing partner, please tell your partner what felt good. if the dirty talk strayed into the more degrading end of the spectrum (i'll assume you already talked about what are acceptable terms to use), reassure your partner that they aren't a "nasty little slut" for example. check in physically as well! check for strains, marks, bruises and bites and apply a little bit of first care/physical aftercare (anti-septic for bites, arnica for bruises). make sure they're hydrated, clean, comfortable and fed.

[alan-in-the-outernet]

also brain will not stop Thoughts about vrn 'pride and joy' scene, so! -

nala: i- hah.. to tell the truth? i'm... scared of you. a lot.

vrn would never hurt nala intentionally, but it doesn't have great understanding of humans' needs, and unintentionally... it could still do quite a lot of harm. not to mention what it might intentionally do to anyone else. it's proven that.

vrn is hurt, and ashamed, and understanding- it decides to go back to its world and just stay there, away from him, for a little while. where nala won't have to be scared of it. i think vrn would already be solidly far into feeling guilt by this point, but this would really set in the reality of it.

...to make its own father afraid? what can it be called but a failure?

Honestly so glad that is infecting people's brains because it hasn't left mine either! It's just in there! Wriggling!

But... yeah. It does stay away... even if it might. Keep an eye on him when it can. Through cameras and computers...

...So it doesn't have to make him afraid... but... can also make sure he's safe... it... it doesn't want to be a failure... so...

Perhaps it can prove... that it can be better... be his Pride and Joy again... fix the damage it caused, or at least what it can physically fix... and be ready, if he ever needs it again...

[simpforchuchu]

For Todo, what about a sequel to the amazing piece were he was dating Kohei's twin. More angst but ends woth some fluff. Like he meet Kohei and they talk.

Todoroki x Amagai!Reader | Part 2

a/n: Hello! I know it took so long but finally i finished it 🥰 It is so long and idk why i wrote this too long but sghehdh Hope you like it ❤️🌸 Thanks to @your-hannahbanana for helping 🌸💕

Sorry for the grammer or spelling mistakes.English is not my main language so...

Thank you and love you 🥰

Warnings: blood, injury, fights, scars, swearing and usual hnl warnings

Part 1

Todoroki looked nervously at his reflection in the glass door of the cafe. He straightened his shirt and took a deep breath before opening the door.

They were slowly healing with y/n after their long talk in the park. There was no anger or resentment, but it wasn't easy to be the same after such a big fight.

They talked often and tried to feel like they used to. Today, they were going to meet for dessert at the place where they went on their first date.

When the young boy entered the cafe, he unintentionally smiled when he saw his girlfriend at the table where they were sitting on the first day. She looked like a fairy with her sweet flower-designed dress and flower-shaped clips in her hair. But when he noticed that she too had a nervous expression on her face, he pulled himself together to make him feel comfortable.

As he slowly walked towards the table, y/n felt someone approaching her and turned her head to the right and saw her boyfriend. To hide her nervousness, she smiled broadly and stood up.

Todoroki hugged the young girl tightly, placing a small kiss on her hair, which still smelled of shampoo, and y/n closed her eyes happily.

They were getting better and everything would be better.

As always, they both talked about how their days went. They ordered their favorite desserts and milkshakes. In fact, Todoroki shared his with her, as y/n finished her dessert too quickly as usual.

It was a beautiful day, Todoroki felt like the old days. But he could clearly see that the young girl occasionally tensed and looked uncomfortable.

Did he make her feel uncomfortable? Or was she afraid of him now? Was it too early to meet?

He had many questions in his mind, but when he examined her a little more, he realized that she was looking around. Something else must have made her feel uncomfortable. He slowly reached for her hand on the table and looked at the girl who turned her head towards him.

"Is there a problem ?"

The young girl smiled and placed her hand on the hand holding her.

“I was just watching around, it's okay.”

Todoroki immediately recognized her fake smile. But he still didn't say anything, nodded and tried to enjoy their date.

***

After a sweet day, Todoroki was walking home with y/n. Todoroki looked at her in surprise as the young girl stopped her steps and held the hand that was holding her hand tighter.

“Yosuke… I have something to tell you, but please don't be mad at me.”

Todoroki turned to the young girl and squeezed her hand, trying to reassure

“I feel like I've been followed by someone for a while.”

Todoroki looked around as Y/n said in horror. When he couldn't see anyone, he shook his head and stroked the young girl's cheek.

“Do you have any idea who they are? Did you see anyone?"

Y/n quickly shook her head.

“I haven't seen anyone I can describe or feel suspicious about, but that's just how I feel. I think it might have something to do with Kohei.”

Todoroki frowned

"What do you mean ?"

Y/n sighed.

“After the fight with you… you know he pissed off a lot of people. I don't think I'm the target, but I'm afraid they'll do something to him."

As much as Todoroki hated Amagai, he was y/n's twin brother. He could understand her concerns. And they could hurt y/n to hurt him. He nodded and hugged her tightly.

"Let's go home okay? I will deal with his."

Y/n nodded and they continued walking.

When they got to the front of the house, y/n looked at him sadly.

“I ruined our day, I'm sorry.”

Todoroki shook his head and smiled at the young girl.

“You didn't ruin anything. I wouldn't want you to hide this from me. I'll find a way, okay?"

Y/n smiled and nodded, rising on tiptoe to place a kiss on the young boy's cheek. She waved with a smile and Todoroki responded with a sweet smile.

When Y/n entered the house, he turned to leave and ran into the last person he wanted to see. Amagai was getting out of the car and walking towards him. His brows were furrowed and he had a disgusted expression.

"What are you doing here?"

Todoroki looked at him with one eyebrow raised. Really, not punching him was harder than anything

“I left y/n home.”

Amagai rolled his eyes when he answered in a cold tone.

“She could have called me”

Todoroki took a step and stood in front of the young boy.

“You better admit that I'm her boyfriend. I don't know how much longer I can ignore you so that she doesn't get upset."

It was really bad when two egoists came face to face. For the first time, Amagai felt someone's gaze and cold voice crushing him.

"Stay away from my sister-"

Todoroki spoke angrily

“You care about your sister now? You knew she was dating me for months. And even she didn't know anything, you used her. You were about to ruin both of our lives. How can you speak now?"

Todoroki had a hard time holding back when he walked up to the blond boy. Amagai, on the other hand, continued to get nasty even though he knew what he was saying was true.

“Y/n will be in danger next to a punk like you-“

Amagai's words were cut off by Todoroki's sarcastic laugh.

"You don't know anything, do you?"

Amagai did not understand.

"What are you talking about ?"

“Y/n thinks someone is following her. She’s always nervous, haven't you noticed?"

As Amagai looked nervously at Todoroki, Todoroki continued.

“You got in trouble, didn't you? Whatever the fuck you're doing, keep y/n away from it-"

Amagai was enraged, the tall boy didn't react when he grabbed Todoroki's collar hard.

“I'm right, right? You know who they are. If they hurt her-"

"Shut your mouth. Protecting my sister is none of your business. Stay away from her."

Todoroki slammed his hand down his collar and pushed him away.

"I'm warning you Amagai, if anything happens to her you will find me in front of you"

Todoroki left without looking back. He was worried about Y/n, but he thought that Amagai wouldn't put his own sister at risk from now on. At least he wanted to believe it.

***

Next day

When Todoroki entered the hospital, he didn't even know how he got here. His normal day had turned into hell with one phone call. When he went upstairs with the information from the info desk, Tsuji and Shibaman were running after him.

What he feared had happened. Y/n was hurt. When the hospital could not reach her family, they found him on the emergency numbers and informed him.

Y/n was hospitalized. She was brought to the hospital unconscious. And Todoroki didn't even know how.

When they came to the front of the said room, Todoroki saw that there were several doctors inside. Y/n had scars on her face and her arm was in a cast. When she wanted to go in in fear, the nurses took him out.

“Todoroki, calm down. The doctors are here and she is in the regular room. She must be in good condition.”

Todoroki let out the breath he had been holding for minutes as Tsuji patted his friend on the shoulder. He shook his head and sat down in the seats behind him. He was silent for a while and spoke with his fist clenched.

"I knew. I warned that bastard. I knew he was in trouble."

Shibaman looked at Tsuji. Neither of them understood anything.

"Who are you talking about?"

Todoroki spoke angrily.

“Her twin. Amagai. He didn't admit he was in trouble, but I knew. I warned him, y/n was nervous. I told him to be careful. He didn't listen to me."

Todoroki's voice was shaking. His whole body was shaking with anger. He was afraid. Y/n looked good but it could have been much worse. He was going to find her stupid brother before he find out who did this to her.

***

The doctors said that the young girl was in good condition and had a car accident. But Todoroki didn't believe it. He was waiting for Y/n to wake up.

It was true that it was a car accident, but he had a bad feeling. He could sense that there was another reason.

After a while y/n woke up. When she opened her eyes, seeing her boyfriend's face, the young girl tried to smile. She wanted to sit up slowly on the bed, but Todoroki didn’t let her.

“You need to rest, you just woke up.” Todoroki smiled as Y/n nodded. "Are you ok ? Are you in a lot of pain?"

Y/n hated the worried expression on Todoroki's face. But she was afraid of fighting again if she doesn’t tell the truth. She couldn't break his trust once again.

"I am okay. It doesn't hurt that much. Sorry for scaring you."

Todoroki took her hand and kissed her palm.

“All that matters is that you're okay baby. Didn't you see the car? Was it too fast? What happened ?"

Todoroki kept his voice very calm and soft. He wanted to know the truth, but he didn't want to scare y/n if it was really an accident.

Y/n nervously shook her head and looked into her lover's eyes.

"It wasn't actually an accident." Todoroki was listening to her, frowning. “Someone blocked my way. They asked about Ko-chan. It was clear that their intentions were not good. That's why I tried to escape. But I couldn't see the car when it suddenly jumped onto the road.”

Y/n nervously waited for her boyfriend to react. Todoroki, on the other hand, did not give an expected reaction. He shook his head and smiled.

"I'll find out who they are but right now you just need to rest okay? I'm here, if you want to sleep you can sleep."

Y/n was surprised that he remained so calm, but didn't say anything. She was safe with him, she loved the feeling.

***

When Todoroki came out of the room while y/n was sleeping, he sighed to see Tsuji and Shiba still in the hallway and fell asleep on the seats. He shook his head and nudged Shiba with his foot. When Shibaman opened his eyes and looked at Todoroki, seeing that he was calmer now, he poked Tsuji and woke him up as well.

“Y/n is fine, you can go home”

Tsuji smiled at his friend's relieved voice and shook his head.

"How are you ? You look tired, you should get some sleep. We'll go when you wake up-"

Todoroki quickly shook his head.

“I am fine. I don't plan on going to sleep until Y/n leaves the hospital."

Tsuji stood up to protest, but just then, in the hospital corridor, a blond and nervous boy was approaching them. Todoroki recognized him as soon as he saw him and Suzaki right behind him.

He couldn't hold back any longer as Amagai came towards him—he didn't want to—and punched the blond boy hard.

Amagai looked at him in surprise, and Suzaki couldn't understand what was going on either. Todoroki, on the other hand, was not satisfied with a single punch and wanted to strike again.

But Shibaman and Tsuji had kept him. That's why he started shouting.

"I warned you! I told you she was nervous, something was wrong. Instead of protecting her, you didn't believe me and she is hurt because of you!”

Amagai was holding his face. Todoroki's words hurt him more than the punch he had taken, and he had nothing to say.

“You didn't even try to protect your own sister! Y/n got hurt because of your stupid ego!”

Amagai wanted to answer, but the boy was right. What would he say? What could he say?

Suzaki did not react after hearing it. But he stepped forward to protect his friend.

As Todoroki and Suzaki looked at each other angrily, the hospital room door opened and y/n walked out, clutching the cast on her arm. When Tsuji let go of Todoroki, she walked towards her twin brother and stood in front of him.

Amagai was disgusted with himself when he saw the scars on his twin's face and body. He was so sad and remorseful that his eyes filled with tears. When he wanted to approach Y/n, the young girl stopped him with her hand.

"You knew and didn't care, did you?"

Y/n didn't have her usual sweet voice, it sounded rather cold.

“Y/n-“

“You used me. You didn't care that I was upset. I ignored all.I forgave you. But you didn't do anything even though he warned you, did you?"

Y/n looked at her twin with teary eyes.

“It is said that twins share the same feelings. But I don't think you have any feelings, Kohei. We are no longer just two strangers living in the same house. Please get out of here.”

“Y/n-“

"Leave!"

Y/n couldn't remember raising her voice to her twin before. Or that her heart has never hurt so much. But when Kohei left the hospital, she was sure that he too had grabbed his chest.

Clinging to the wall wearily, Todoroki quickly grabbed his girlfriend by the waist and pulled him towards her. The young girl leaned her head on her lover's chest and began to cry, holding on to his shirt.

Todoroki was thinking as he tried to calm her down by stroking y/n's hair. He was afraid that Amagai would do something stupid.

***

Kohei had not come to the hospital since then. Todoroki was taking care of y/n. Except Tsuji and Shibaman, Oya students had also come several times to wish the young girl get well soon…

But he knew that the young girl was quite upset. What she said to him more upset her than what he did. He knew that she didn't say the words willingly. But she had said.

When he came out of Y/n's room to buy something to eat, he didn't expect to see Suzaki coming towards him down the hospital corridor. He looked quite worried and tired. Todoroki stepped towards him and stood in front of the boy.

"What are you doing here ?"

Suzaki tried to catch his breath. He put his hands on his knees and bent down.

“Ko-chan, is he here!?”

Todoroki looked at the black-haired boy in surprise.

“Last night, he found out who attacked y/n-chan last night. I can not reach him. He didn't go home either."

Suzaki looked like he was about to cry. The two of them had no one left but each other. The more Todoroki thought about it, the more he thought how lucky he was to have all Oya.

Todoroki grabbed Suzaki's arm and dragged him out of the hospital. Y/n shouldn't have found out about this. He was sure that Kohei had done something stupid.

While Suzaki and him were sitting on the benches in the garden, Todoroki took a bottle of water from the vending machine and sat next to him. He handed him the water, asking him to explain what had happened from the very beginning.

Suzaki took a deep breath. He capped the water bottle and gave a small thank you.

“After leaving the hospital that day, he could not even stand. He did not speak to anyone for several days after he went home. Then he came back and started investigating the case yesterday. It wasn't too hard to find out who they were, but I know they're pretty crowded. He told me he was going home, but he never went home."

Todoroki clenched his fist in anger. He had anticipated that he would do something like this. He quickly called Shibaman and asked him to come out of y/n’s room. He explained the situation to him and asked him to stay with her. But Shibaman wasn't going to listen to him, of course.

***

When all Oya gathered in front of the school, Todoroki looked at them in surprise. Fujio smiled as Suzaki looked at the crowd in shock.

“Did you really think we were going to let you come here alone?”

Todoroki shook his head laughing and looked at Shibaman.

"Actually we were only going to come with Tsuji but you know"

While they were all smiling, Fujio approached Todoroki and punched him lightly in the chest.

“Usually you'd be the one to stop us before we did something stupid, but today we're switching roles.”

Todoroki smiled and nodded. Fujio turned to Suzaki and grinned.

“Don't think we're here for Amagai, after the fight I'll punch him too.”

***

The crowd had dwindled. It wasn't a tough fight, but it was too much for one person. When it was all over, Suzaki, Todoroki and Fujio were checking the rooms.

When Todoroki found Amagai injured on the floor in one of the upstairs rooms, he checked his pulse, frightened. When he took a pulse, he gently shook the boy on the ground.

"Don't die, don’t fucking die Amagai, don’t hurt y/n more!”

He looked nervously at him as he saw the young boy move. When Amagai opened his eyes, he didn't say anything even though he was shocked by the person he saw in front of him. No matter how much Todoroki hated him, he could see the regret on his face. Slowly, he lifted the young boy off the ground and put one arm around his shoulder to carry him.

When they went downstairs to the school, Todoroki looked at them in surprise with the person he saw at the door. What was she doing here?

Y/n had heard Shiba and Tsuji talking. She literally had escaped from the hospital soon after them. Seeing her twin injured walking with the help of her boyfriend, she rushed towards him in fear.

Both Todoroki and Amagai were stunned. As Y/n approached them, Amagai pulled his arm and faced the young girl.

Y/n just stared without saying anything.Amagai tried to speak, frightened.

“Y/n… I-”

What interrupted the young boy was the sudden embrace of his twin. He couldn't even care about the pain in his ribs. Y/n hugged him tighter as he laid his head on his sister’s shoulder and started to cry.

“You are a fucking idiot. You are a real idiot. But despite that, you are still my other half.”

Everyone in the room was quiet as the young girl softly stroked her twin's hair. Y/n had already forgiven him but could Amagi forgive himself ? Nobody knew that…

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