#I've become attached to him overtime

[syringeon]

My URL is kind of funny. I made this right when Syringeon got teased and i HATED HIM!!!! And It was the only name not taken at the time. But now I really like him.

[joanquill]

Jack, Moneypenny, and Paterson Taking Care of Sick S/O

How Jack, Moneypenny, and Paterson would take care of their lover if they were sick.

Jack Renfield, Miss Moneypenny, and Zack Paterson

A/N: Moriarty Brothers, Sherlock, and Moriarty Gang Part 1 versions are here! Also why does Moneypenny not have a gif? :')

Jack Renfield

When Jack found out you got sick from being in the snow, he laughed out loud, earning a kick behind the knee from you.

He teased how you were like a kid, getting sick from playing too much outside despite your age.

But despite his teasing, he's carefully checking your temperature and making sure you were comfortable in bed.

The best caretaker you can find.

He makes you food you like that's also easy to digest, brings your medicine on time, and makes sure you don't feel any discomfort while lying in bed.

He joked about hiding the medicine in your food when you complained about the taste but supported you nonetheless.

When it came to changing your clothes and taking a bath, you joked about how quick he was with unbuttoning your pajamas.

"I've had years of practice,"

He got kicked out of your shared bedroom in an instant.

He tried to apologize, but you can still hear him laughing on the other side of the door.

In the end, you forgave him. Mainly because you couldn't keep the door closed with how weak you became from the sickness.

And he brought you your favorite snacks.

But since he still has things to do in the manor, he left you to rest as he finishes his chores.

Brings you tea if you're awake as he updates you on the day.

But if you're sleeping, he still talks to you in a hushed tone as he plays with your hair or reads a book by your side, enjoying the peaceful moment.

Miss Moneypenny

When she found out you were sick, you were greeted with a scowling Moneypenny carrying a bag of food and medicine.

She's asking you how you got sick, if you already ate or took your medicine, all the while checking your temperature and fluffing your pillow.

Sure enough, you got a fever from your last mission since you were out late while it was raining.

William did advise you to go about it differently, but the risks were too high, so you pushed through.

Despite commending you for your hard work, she was still mad at how careless you were with your health.

While scolding you for your negligence, you couldn't help but notice how gently she would lay you down to a more comfortable position and spoon-feed you if you were too weak to feed yourself.

Unfortunately, she's still needed in the office so she only visits you between breaks.

Luckily, she's still doing great while working. But everyone notices how fast she leaves to visit you whenever she has time.

She makes sure you take all of your medicine on time and will not take any complaints.

She brings you a warm towel to wipe you off if you become too sweaty...

...But she takes a long time to help you change since she barely touches your clothes and is looking away the whole time.

Even while wiping you, she closes her eyes or looks away.

She probably ends up only wiping your arms and back, you have to do the rest.

She'd probably end up apologizing while you change your clothes by yourself.

When she brings you your dinner and sees you resting, she quietly walks up to you and kisses your forehead, wishing you to get better soon before leaving, making sure no one bothers you.

Zack Paterson

When you woke up with a splitting headache, Paterson was already in the office.

Your breakfast was already on the table, with an apology note attached saying he might be coming home late today.

It's not that uncommon for your husband to do overtime with his job in the police force and undercover work for the Moriartys, but, sometimes, you wish you could see him more often.

He'd most likely noticed you were squirming in your sleep and burning up, so he sent someone else to take care of you in the meantime.

And by someone else, it's not Sebastian... or Bonde.

Fred will probably be the one to look after you, helping you get back to bed.

Before you could even ask how he knew you were sick, you heard the door open as Paterson came rushing into your shared bedroom.

He explained that he finished work early and got the rest of the day off as he checked your condition.

Relieved to see you were getting better, he thanked Fred for the help as he took care of you the rest of the day.

Like Moneypenny, he knows how to take care of a sick person.

He'll carefully feed you, making sure you won't burn yourself while also making sure you take your medicine on time.

He's unfazed when wiping you down or changing your clothes, making sure he gets every nook and cranny so you'll feel refreshed.

It doesn't help with how shy you feel when he looks so focused wiping you down.

He holds your hand while waiting for you to sleep, talking about the case he's working on or the commotion in Scotland Yard, usually involving Lestrade and Gregson.

When he sees you're already sleeping, he kisses you goodnight as he works beside you. Sometimes holding and squeezing your hand for support.

[iwonderwh0]

Toxic codependent coworkers (more like sentimentally attached. I really tried but it didn't turn out toxic, but rather everything but)

(AU where Hank and Connor work as partners for years(or at least months) prior to revolution, and not on deviancy cases)

Despite being an android Connor has apparent lack of respect to Hank's superiority status, and at first it drives Hank nuts. He thinks he must be broken and fills the form for condition tests, but they come back normal, and as Hank finds out he's pretty much the only one having problems in making his android partner listen to his commands. After that Connor becomes even more annoying, as if specifically messing with Hank.

Hank, spends month begging to be partnered with someone else. Finally gets his wish granted and for one case he gets partnered with someone who is actually listening to him with respect and doesn't do or say weird shit. And it feels so off and boring that the next week or even day all he does is quietly asks to get Connor back.

This change made him aware that although sometimes annoying, his work has become much more fun and bearable with the presence of this specific android in it. It actually helps him forget things and distracts him enough from his regular thoughts for him to almost feel like fully-functional human again. Despite how much he hates overtime work, he's now occasionally taking some, especially on some holidays that he couldn't bear the thought of spending alone. This change of character is a bit shocking for everyone to witness, but Connor pretends to not notice, sparing him sarcastic notions this time.

Connor, being an android basically never leaves his work place. He leaves sticky notes on Hank's desk to report to him everything minor that happened in his absence, like overnight. The observations he's sharing aren't exactly worthy of a report, it's just things like "Someone had broken the coffee machine again (can you guess who?)", "That guy who came to report his stolen bike had a living rat in his pocket 🐀", "I've counted 12 spiders in this room alone, do you think I should give them names?"

He does that just out of boredom. He used to message Hank before, but the other threatened to block Connor's number if he keeps messaging him about work in his spare time, so now he's just leaving him notes. Sometimes they're just "Your shirt is ugly today" and Hank goes "How did you know which one I'll be wearing?" to which comes the response "Hank, we both know that they're all ugly"

In Hank's phone Connor is named as "smartass", periodically being renamed into other names. What Hank doesn't know is that Connor is aware of every name change. One time he makes it clear by saying something like "I can't believe I finally got promoted to Connor in your contacts. Not plastic asshole or smartass. I'll miss robot emoji tho."

One time Connor mentions that he charges his battery in the morning before Hank arrives and this fact now consumes his thoughts. So much that one day he shows up an hour earlier just to see that. When he doesn't account for is that Connor is deeply moved by this his decision and is like

"You hate waking up early, but you came here today an hour before your shift starts just to see me? Oh..."

For a moment Hank is embarrassed and half-expects his snarky partner to make fun of it, but instead he's just...so glad to see him it almost makes him feel bad.

Android doesn't rest and Hank can't help but feel kinda bad for him, even though he knows he's just humanizing him and shouldn't bother. Sometimes he's almost certain that he looks tired, but can't really explain what gives him such an impression.

One time Connor fucks up bad. For a regular reason of deciding to do something without being given a command to do so (which in absolute most cases was resulting in their favour before). For all Hank knows, such cases should be reported and usually result in temporary detention. But Connor is an android. He apologies frantically and visibly panics thinking about what it could mean for him. Hank ends up taking all the blame – the report on the case doesn't mention Connor doing anything out of line.

After that Hank can't deny feeling a sense of responsibility for his partner. After deviancy cases started to spread out, every android at the station is required to be tested weekly. As his partner, Hank is required to run those tests on Connor. The really first time results show "deviant".

Hank looks at him for a long moment

"I knew it."

"You're a good detective."

He marks the results as negative in the record. From now on they both keep pretending that everything is as usual. Hank never missed the day of assessment to keep marking "negative" under Connor's deviancy status, but Detroit is becoming more and more unstable. They start to get assigned their first deviancy cases. They let everyone escape and wonder how long they can keep doing this before they're both replaced. One day Connor receives the key to Jericho. Hank encourages him to get the hell out from DPD the same day it happens.

He gives him his gun and some money, they both dispose of his android uniform and Hank helps him to remove his LED. He says to throw it away, but actually saves the LED in his pocket in case it happened to be the only physical reminder he has left. They hug goodbye and part ways.

Hank fills the resign form the next day.

[pinkeoni]

Peter Pan Parallels: Is The Upside Down Neverland?

Lately I've been thinking about Petergate and I came up with what possibly could be another angle to the already complicated Peter situation— what if the name Peter is a reference to Peter Pan?

I don't think this is the only reason that the name Peter becomes prominent, although the show itself does seem to contain other references to Peter Pan, and even creates a correlation between the Upside Down and Neverland.

Peter Pan as a character has origins in early works from author J.M. Barrie, and the Peter Pan story as known today originated in a play written by Barrie before being adapted into a book and subsequently several film adaptations. The story of course being about a young boy named Peter who brings some kids to a magical land where they can never grow old.

It's written very small, but Peter Pan is on the season 4 DNA board!

There are a few instances about never growing old in the show, and they usually come from Will or involve Will.

The first instance is from season 3 during the rain fight, where Mike exclaims that they "aren't kids anymore" and they can't "play games for the rest of their lives." This is then brought up again by Will in season 4, but in a much more hopeful lens.

And then we have the Upside Down, a magical land that appears to be somewhat stuck in time.

I say "somewhat" because I'm honestly unsure if the UD actually frozen in time, or if there is just an impression of Hawkins the night that Will was taken. However, the emphasis this season on clocks as well as Nancy's mention of being in the past does at least allude to the idea of being frozen in time.

Does the UD actually function like Neverland and keep someone from aging? Will was only trapped in there for a week, not enough time to see if there was any anti-aging going on. Henry was in there for a few years, however since he changed so much physically it's hard to tell if he aged at all (and given that he was in his 30s, any aging wouldn't have been very apparent)

ALTHOUGH there could be a point to be made about the fact that Will and Henry were both able to survive in the Upside Down for as long as they did in the first place, maybe it has to do with both of their powers, but perhaps the UD was preventing them from dying?

Starting with Will, we know that he was in the UD for a week without any food or water. The body can survive that long without food, but water is another thing. The show makes a point to have Erica say this in season 3:

—which leads me to believe that they want to draw attention to the fact that Will was miraculously able to survive for so long in a place without any water. Perhaps the UD was able to keep him alive?

Something similar happens with Henry, too. It seems like his body was adapting to the new environment overtime, but still the details of his survival are vague and his ability to stay alive after all that time is still rather anomalous to say the least.

There's an indirect reference to the UD as Neverland in season one, when Troy states that "Will is in fairyland now with all the other little fairies." and while YES he means this in a derogatory way, the dialogue is still a way to point at the fact that Will really is in a magical land, and possibly even a hint at his powers.

Notice as well how Will's light magic bares a resemblance to pixie dust from the Disney movie.

Between Henry and Will, we can see both of them as being Peter Pan-like. Henry as Peter as in the one who lures children into his magical fantasy land, or Will as Peter the boy who doesn't want to/has trouble growing up.

Another aspect of Peter Pan is his shadow, which is detachable and seems to have a mind of its own. Which reminds me a lot of this:

Barrie's intentions behind what the shadow represents is pretty vague, although it has been tied to the idea of wholeness, Peter's attachment to the human world as well as duality, wholeness, and lightness within dark and darkness within light. (more to come later)

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ok so HEAR ME OUT.

a relationship with leon and reader that sounds like perverted by elita 😩😩

https://open.spotify.com/track/0L7Gl1yCKKEkKNxvCOlwij?si=ttfieHIJTvavd8VPtfQWRA

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FIRST OF ALL STELLAR SONG CHOICE!!

(I have like such a secret hard on for obsessive love in fiction 🤤)

And I've had an idea about a fic where you can get infected by a strain of virus and your most common feeling amplifies but it lies dormant until you get that intense emotion that finally triggers it.

Okay so... Imagine this. It takes place between ID and Damnation. You've been sent to France to stop a possible shipment of virus canisters. Turns out it's true! There's literally an ENTIRE SHIPPING CONTAINER FILLED WITH THE STUFF! That's a lot for one agent to handle on their own so they send a few agents over to assist. Leon being one of them.

During the seizing of the shipping container a few of them end up breaking and you get covered in it. But you didn't ingest any. Leon's the one to basically keeping you calm through everything, he's been infected before, knows what it's like to be in your shoes. He doesn't wanna let you freak out and possibly cause more harm to yourself. Cause he's such a nice guy.

You get sent back to the US immediately for lab testing, exams, basically you become patient zero for this. But nothing comes up in any test, screening or anything. But, your brain is producing high levels of Oxytocin (what makes you feel love basically) and no one thinks anything of it because they don't know your private life. You could have a partner, that's not their business. So eventually you're released from the hospital and cleared to return to work.

You feel so thankful that you just have to do something nice for him. So you end up buying him lunch, spend time together. Which makes you feel all warm and fuzzy... You've liked Leon before, but never this much or extreme.

So slowly overtime you two end up getting lunch together regularly and doing stuff together outside of work. You're getting attached but he's confided in you about his problems. How he feels inadequate and not good enough at times. You're there for him, sober, tipsy and drunk to hold his hand an calm him just like he did for you. But you just can't shake the feelings for him.

One day at work there's a new hire, a younger girl transferring out of some other agency outside of DC and she is RELENTLESSLY flirting with Leon. He's completely oblivious because he never knows when women flirt with him. (He's Leon...) But this girl is getting under your skin at every turn. She's way too touchy, too grabby, too feely with what's supposed to be yours.

Suddenly you get this piercing headache, enough to blur your vision and make you wobble where you're standing in the break room. And suddenly you're kissing dirty linoleum.

(I'm gonna stop there cause if I don't I'll be here for hours lmao)

[shadytalething]

All you do is come home and act like I don't exist - JJ Maybank

I'm sorry, english isn't my first language (literally) and it's my first time writing a short drabble (?) So I'm sorry for all the mistakes I've done, ty!

Once, JJ and you were inseparable. You were madly in love and could not get enough of each other. You do everything together. Everyone in the Outer Banks knows you two by heart, the sweetest couple and the most attached pair. Nothing can separate you, there are several women who have a crush on and try to seduce JJ, and vice versa, many men have a crush on you, but none of them you pay attention to. John B and Pope will make fun of JJ and you.

"Where's your wifey, eh?"

However, as time went by, your relationship began to deteriorate. You both fought constantly, and the arguments became more intense with each passing day. Both of you are busy. JJ is starting to forget his date appointments with you, and vice versa. Communication is getting less. You became farther and farther apart.

This has become a short reply, whenever you ask something JJ will only answer it short and concise. Your work is getting busier and you often work overtime. They started having arguments. At first, it was just a small arguments. It's always been like that. You both have a small arguments, and then after that, you both just apologized to each other and cuddle the whole night.

"I'm sorry, baby. I didn't mean it." JJ said, whispering softly in your ear while cuddling on the sofa with you.

"Hmmh, me either. Sorry."

One day, JJ had come home after a long day at work, tired and irritable. He had barely spoken to you when you tried to initiate a conversation. His short replies and dismissive attitude had made you upset, and you had lashed out at him. JJ has been doing this a few days every time he comes home from work. It pisses you off.

"What the fuck is wrong with you, J?" You say annoyed.

JJ, sighed and turned his head reluctantly to look at you standing in front of him. "It's...it's nothing. Okay? Nothing. I'm just fucking tired right now." JJ said trying not to raise his voice.

"No- you- you're obviously lying, J. You've always been like this. And I'm so sick of it, and I want you to fucking tell me what am I doing wrong to you!" Your voice trembles, you slightly raise your voice.

"Oh my God...I'm not doing this right now, okay. I'm tired." JJ said walking past you and nudged your left shoulder.

You chuckle sarcastically, "See? You always do that, in every fucking argument we had, you and your little dismissive attitude."

JJ, who was already in a bad mood, had reacted angrily and had said things he instantly regretted. "You're so fucking annoying, Olivia. I can't take it anymore! Why can't you just leave me alone for once?"

"I'm annoying? What about you, JJ? You don't even have the decency to talk to me properly. All you do is come home and act like I don't exist!"

JJ stared at you in disbelief. "I don't need this right now. I have enough on my plate. You're just making it worse. I'm fucking leaving."

With that, JJ had stormed out of the house, leaving you alone and crying in your room. Today, you just came back from the hospital after a check-up. The doctor said that your disease is on the edge, if you don't immediately operate it will cause death. Even surgery does not guarantee 100% for you to stay alive. You've decided not to have surgery, and prefer to spend time with JJ at home.

When JJ returned home the next morning, he found that you had been rushed to the hospital. His heart sank when he learned the severity of your illness. He begged the doctors to let him see you, but they refused, citing your wishes.

The next few days were a blur for JJ. He spent most of his time waiting outside the hospital room, hoping to catch a glimpse of you. However, every time he tried to visit you, he was turned away. It was only on the day that you passed away that JJ was finally allowed to see you.

As he sat by your side, holding your hand and crying, JJ noticed a letter on the nightstand beside your bed. It was addressed to him. With trembling hands, he opened it and began to read.

"Dear JJ,

I don't know if you will ever get to read this letter, but i hope you do. I want you to know that I love you with all my heart, and I always will. I know we had a huge fight, and I am sorry for the things I said. I didn't mean any of it. I was just upset, and I took it out on you.

I need you to know that what happened to me was not your fault. You couldn't have known that I was sick. Please don't blame yourself for what happened to me. I want you to move on with your life, and find someone who will love you as much as I did.

I want you to know that I am at peace now. I am not scared anymore. I know that I am going to a better place, and I will always be watching over you.

Please take care of yourself, JJ. You have a bright future ahead of you, and I want you to live your life to the fullest.

I love you always and forever.

Y/N."

Reading the letter broke JJ's heart. He cried uncontrollably, knowing that he would never be able to make things right with you. The guilt he felt was overwhelming. He knew that he had said terrible things to you, and now he would never get the chance to apologize.

In the months that followed, JJ became a shell of his former self. He withdrew from his friends and family, spending most of his time alone. He couldn't bring himself to date anyone else, feeling like he had lost the love of his life. The memories of his fight with you haunted him, and he could never forgive himself for his behavior that day.

Years went by, and JJ's friends tried everything to snap him out of his depression. They took him on trips, introduced him to new people, but nothing worked. JJ remained stuck in his grief, unable to move on from your death. He would visit your grave every week, sometimes even staying for hours, just talking to you as if you were still there.

[arvoze]

do the beast dungeon protags have names? I noticed you only tag them by their species (I want to know more about them smiles)

unfortunately I took this and ran with it as a summary instead of "yeah this is their names"

yes! well, half and half. sudowoodo is quite literally just called sudowoodo, but the nuzleaf is called locke! every now and then, some of my pokemon just don't receive names, because nothing seems to fit in my head (and I like to think that some pokemon just don't feel obligated to go by any particular name). locke is named after, well, i'm sure you can figure that out (nuzlockes LOL)

their team is called "two guys", cuz they're two guys. despite this, they'll eventually recruit fries (zigzagoon, she/her), unnamed veluza (might just be called veluza, undetermined pronouns) & unnamed geodude (she/her). they rarely work as a full team (locke fucking hates everybody), they're more of just A Group (the "team" is still sudolocke, others just tag along or split off). they all live in the same kind of vicinity and all have a similar life goal/interest: some kind of life involving pursuing... flower maintenance. of some kind.

the above is primarily sudowoodo's dream. he wants to find a legendary seed and grow a legendary tree/flower, and deal with everything else along the way; he doesn't go into dungeons to rescue people (that's a plus), he's solely focused on his own personal task. locke has absolutely no goals and aspirations, originally sticking around sudowoodo after hearing about his goals because he thought it was *so* stupid, that he just had to be there to watch sudowoodo fail (in actuality, he had absolutely nothing going on in his life. it's true he followed sudowoodo just to mock him and piss him off, but locke ended up becoming genuinely attached, fully taking on sudowoodo's dream as his own. though he would never admit to any of this to anyone other than sudowoodo lol)

the pair are yaoiful in a situationship kind of way. like they're in love but they're uncertain about it and neither of them would necessarily call eachother boyfriends/say "i love you" all that often if at all/so on so forth. everyone around them just assumes they've got something weird going on. genuinely have no idea how to describe how these two feel about eachother LMAO

(fries just thinks a place full of flowers is Cool, veluza would like a chill place to finally relax that will also be considerate of fish mons, geodude herself has plants and moss growing on her head so seeing other mons dedicate their time towards nurturing a space like this has her wanting to get involved as much as possible; this curated space is like a home to all five of them. the intent is for it to be a pretty decently-sized place they'll all come to manage, kind of eventually becoming like a flower garden/nature reserve/all that)

unfortunately things turn a bit south when sudowoodo & locke end up in silverwood tangle (forest), a wrong place wrong time situation. this becomes the introduction of beast dungeons themselves (mystery dungeons helmed by ultra beasts). this is where the meat of everything begins which i won't get into here because i've already rambled overtime but SHDHDGSGF i know people are typically around for VV and not DC:BD (bluesky feed numbers are a big tell of this), but they're my silly guys and i like em :-]

[calmoose415]

So here's some of my casting for my Sonic/Star Wars au

Sonic as Anakin: I know some of you may be thinking, "Hey, maybe Knuckles should be Anakin because he became Enerjak, like how Anakin becomes Vader! Or Shadow since he's the tragic one!" But I think Sonic suits the role just a bit more with how much both of them care about their friends and loved ones. Plus, Sonic has been shown to have a bit of a dark streak too, so I thought it was a good fit. I'd say in this au, he's a bit more easygoing and not as quick to anger as Anakin is, but when he actually gets mad, you don't wanna mess with him. Foreshadowing his eventual turn to the Dark Side. (Also for when he becomes Vader, I was thinking Sonic would become Neo Metal Sonic or something like that.)

Knuckles as Obi Wan: This was among one of the harder casting choices, but I think it still fits pretty well. Both are pretty stoic and by the book, and both also have a pretty witty sense of humor. He is a bit more stern than Obi Wan, though. Stil, his bond with Sonic is still pretty brotherly like with Anakin and Obi Wan, only Sonic and Knuckles are a bit more sarcastic with each other but still care about each other. Which is why it breaks Knuckles' heart when has to fight his brother to death on Mustafar.

Tails as Ahsoka: This was honestly one of the easier choices in casting for me. It came to me when I imaged Ahsoka's duel with Vader in Rebels but with Sonic and Tails. So I thought, "Hey, Anakin and Ahsoka are like siblings, so why don't I apply that with Sonic and Tails?" And yes, like Anakin and Ahsoka, Sonic and Tails are very close in this au, becoming like brothers as Sonic takes him under his wing. Sonic sees Tails as a little brother and Tails sees Sonic as a big brother, they are still the cosmic truth. However, unlike Ahsoka, who is at first overconfident and learns to be more cautious, Tails is a bit of the opposite. Starting off as too cautious and timid, but becomes more confident in himself and his abilities under Sonic's tutelage. Sonic's behavior also definitely rubs off on Tails, taking after his carefree attitude. Which makes it especially heartbreaking for both of them when Tails decides to leave his brother and the Order behind.

Shadow as Rex: This was another of the harder decisions when it came to casting. I at first thought about casting Knuckles for this role, but decided to go with Shadow instead after remembering the Shadow androids from his solo game. Then I decided that the Shadow androids would be in place of the clones and one thing led to another and I ended up casting Shadow as Rex. In this au, he is very loyal to Sonic and very much respects him, but he and Tails still like to tease him sometimes, much to Sonic's annoyance. Shadow, like Knuckles, is at first very strict and stoic, opting to follow orders to the letter. But overtime, he does slowly learns to make his own decisions. Not that it'll matter when Order 66 is issued.

Sally Acorn as Padme: Another hard choice in casting as I couldn't really decide whether to cast her or Amy in this role. Was this a good casting choice? Please let me know. I picked Sally since she has probably the most in common with Padme. Both are political leaders, both are the love interests of Sonic/Anakin, and both are good friends with the rest of the cast. And yes, Sonic and Sally are married in secret in this au as attachment is still forbidden in the Order. The only difference is that only a select few people know about their marriage. (Ie, only Sonic's most trusted friends like Tails and Shadow. Knuckles knows about them too, but doesn't say anything about it as even though it goes against the Jedi code, he knows Sonic and Sally are happy together, so he decides to keep quiet about it.)

And that's all the casting I have so far! Let me know who else should play who. I've got a few casting ideas but nothing quite concrete yet.

[distortedclouds]

I have a little thought that annie slowly abandoned her habit of training after the curse was gone. But every time she feels mad like REAL REAL RAGE or really sad abt something like a horrible nightmare that she woke up throwing up bc of it, or feeling overwhelmed whenever she remembered some sad memories with her father. she just stands up at like 02:00 am, goes to the basement quietly, and then trains the shit out of her that her legs would be sore after that and full of bruises and wounds.

And imagine her doing the same when jealous or had an argument with armin. Like Annie is jealous of one of the assistants Armin has to work with bc he’s spending a little too much time with her lately (bc of work ofc) and one day hes working overtime and she starts having .. thoughts and just abused her legs again while questioning things like her not being enough or even cursing him

I've been sitting on this ask for a couple of days now because interpretations like this are really important to me, and I'd like to answer it before the episode drops and my opinion is swayed one way or the next

Annie's relationship with strenuous physical activity and training is complicated. Like, sure it was forced on her from a very young age, but it's also the only thing she could actually take pride in. In her conversations with Eren in season 1, we see her happy when he compliments her kicks and her fighting style, etc. She's not shy of her strength and the safety it had afforded her over the years

At the same time, I think she'd be looking for some type of permission to stop. Being sure that she doesn't have to protect someone else or have to keep herself safe, and gradually, she might stop, or at least turn it into more productive movement rather than something entirely discipline and punishment based.

It'd make total sense why she'd resort to that in case something bothers her. Her past life was hard but at least it was predictable; and there's a always a sense of safety and security in routine and familiarity. It also... happens to be a really good distraction, it wouldn't surprise me if it sometimes falls into the category of self-harm the way she practices it and doesn't take care of her body's needs

If she becomes overly attached and reliant on Armin (highly-likely) then it'd also make sense why things like him not being around would easily trigger her

[gay-for-the-snz]

Day 11: Medieval Treatment “I didn’t mean to wake you up.” (M, cold)

One of my friends was gracious enough to let me borrow one of his characters for prompt re-do, so here she is! Cerine :) I think this one came out nicely, especially considering I was so attached to the first one. 1.8k

Please don't read as romantic

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He isn't aware of anything, really, except the distant notion that he's awake, until it clicks that he's awake for a reason. He's already awkwardly partially sat up to roll away from Cerine with a handful of sneezes, each one, while not soft by any means, lacking the usual desperation they carry when he's truly awake. He manages to drag a hand up in time to catch the last couple haphazardly, the splayed fingers and distance rendering his attempts particularly ineffective.

He sniffles, or at least gets the closest he can when he's so terribly congested, and squints at the alarm clock on the nightstand. He hasn't actually absorbed the time before he feels a hand snake out from under the covers to grab at him. It pats along his arm, and up his chest, to lovingly (if awkwardly) pat sleepily over his face before finding his cheek and resting there.

"Bless you."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up."

"You didn't." Truthfully, she may be accurate--she doesn't exactly seem awake, so much as conscious. Her skin is still sleep warm, rich and dark and absolutely beautiful against his sickly pallor. She practically crawls under his skin to get closer, nestling in against him and nuzzling into his chest. "Go back to sleep."

He wrinkles his nose, and gives a tentative sniff. "Cerine, I think I'm coming down with something."

"I know you are."

"Wh--how?"

"You always are."

Ouch. Well, she's got a point. He leans away from her, much to her chagrin, to grab a handful of toiler paper off the nightstand--he really should pick up some actual tissues, he's worked enough overtime lately that it wouldn't feel so wasteful of a splurge--and stares blankly ahead, waiting for that vague, ticklish feeling he's been left with to become something properly actionable.

"You might not want to snuggle so close, then. I wouldn't want you catching anything."

He's delayed recommencing the snuggle for long enough that she seems like she's actually waking up now, enough so that she rolls onto her side and props herself up on one elbow to look at him with tired eyes. "Elle, if you've got something, I've already got it. I'm cuddled up to you, in your bed, where you've been sleeping and existing with your 'something' you're coming down with. Don't worry about it, just get--"

"hH'HDdjzzhue! iIDdzzhhue!"

"--cozy. Bless you." She sits up, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and pressing a kiss to his cheek. "Better?"

"No, I--hh-!--think I'm--huH-! uDZZHHieww! 'DDZZHHyue!" His breath wavers for a fifth, but seems to change its mind at the last second, leaving him somewhat dissatisfied, but his shoulders slump enough for her to rest her cheek against one of them.

"Bless you."

"You don't have to say it every time."

"How long have I known you? I know. I want to."

He can feel the color flood his cheeks at her remark, at the feeling of her resting against him like this, of her lack of fear and her glut of understanding and compassion in its place. "Well...thank you."

"You can thank me by laying back down."

He can't fight the smile that threatens to display the little gap between his teeth, nor does he fight her attempting to pull him back down against the mattress. "You drive a hard bargain."

"I've been accused of as much in the past." She pulls him close, leaving him to rest his head on her chest, and entangling their limbs together. It isn't long before he's threatening to doze off again, lulled by the comfort of this moment. It's so cozy like this; the warmth of her body, the steady beat of her heart, the soft scent of whatever she's got on her skin...

Oh. That last one is actually rather cloying.

Now that he's aware of it, he finds it difficult to notice anything else--he swears he can feel it worming its way into his sinuses, sweet and light and positively ticklish, like its kissing every inch of an already irritable nose. He wrinkles it hard, gives a sharp sniff, but it doesn't do anything to really solve that buzzing itch--nor does he expect it to, unfortunately.

He presses his tongue to the roof of his mouth in the vain hope that it'll buy him enough time to do something--anything!--except sneeze directly onto her chest.

It succeeds in buying him a couple extra seconds to instead openly spray the blankets, unable to free an arm quick enough to cover it. "eIZZHH'uh! iIZZHhyue! 'ZZHhue! hH'DDZHuuee!" He recovers with a thickly congested sigh that sounds more pitiful than he means it to, and he's leaning over Cerine's shoulder to grab the toilet paper on her side of the bed instead this time, not wanting to completely peel themselves apart just to do something about the moisture threatening to drip while he can't sniffle it back. "Excuse me--gosh, I'm sorry--"

"This is your bed, dude. You're the one who's gonna have to do the laundry, it's not any big thing to me."

"Yeah, but--"

"Elle."

"...right."

Well. She has a point. He'll have to do laundry in the morning anyway, so it really isn't going to be doing too terribly much damage like this. And, unfortunately, she also has a point that she's almost definitely caught whatever he's got, just from snuggling close like this. He sniffles thickly, and lets the thoughts roll around in his mind, weighed down by the clinging exhaustion of the absurd hour.

"I didn't mean to wake you." He stresses it again, as if she may not have had it impressed upon her enough the first time.

"I know." She shifts the blankets off of herself, swings her legs over the side of the bed and onto the cold floorboards. "I'm not mad about it." She circles around to the nightstand he's laying beside, and flicks on the lamp to look at him. "Oh, dude...you look awful."

"You talk so sweetly to me."

"You know I don't mean it badly." She runs her fingers through his hair, and he can't help but lean into her touch. Her hands always smell faintly of turpentine, of the lotion that's only sort of effective in fixing the cracks along her knuckles from trying to wash the paint and the inks off of them constantly. "This is day one?"

"It is."

"If this is first night, you're in for a bad one." She brushes a thumb up over his cheekbone, and then turns her hand over to press the back of it against his forehead. "You're not feverish." Not yet, at least. He has no doubt that he will be before terribly long.

"I know. I'm--" He laughs, unable to really stop it as she sits down into his lap, wrapping her arms around his neck and snuggling close against him. "You're really trying to catch this, aren't you?"

"I've already got it."

"You're trying to guarantee it."

"It already is."

He lets her lean their foreheads together, the tips of their noses touching. "You're tempting fate, with your face right in mine like this. My nose is unpredictable."

"Your nose is always unpredictable." She does seem to accept his protestations, even if he doesn't create a very strong argument, and he breathes a sigh of relief.

He's going to sneeze--and, if he's being honest, it's probably going to be soon--and having her so close feels like a gamble he doesn't want to take. She might be willing to take the risk, but it's still on him, regardless, if she does provoke something and is caught by it. More than that, he can't imagine how absolutely mortifying it would be to be the one sneezing on her, even if she doesn't seem truly perturbed by the idea of it--nowhere near as much as he thinks she really should be, anyway.

"Let's contemplate whatever you're thinking of while you're laying down." She rolls off of his lap, flopping down beside him onto the pillow. She pulls him down by the shoulder, and he can't find it in himself to resist even if he wanted to. He's so tired. It's, like, two in the morning, and neither of them have to work tomorrow morning, and there's something so delicious about being allowed to sleep in.

He coughs into his sleeve, ragged and ticklish, and he wriggles more deeply into the blankets to get as comfortable as he can. She's got her arms wrapped around him, letting him be the little spoon--much to his delight, as his preferred position between the two for snuggling--and his eyes are drifting closed before he can fight it.

⁂

He jolts awake when someone grabs his shoulder and shakes it. She's got ahold of him, and he's suddenly aware of the fact that he's trembling and sweaty, her hand on him to pull him closer. "Hey, hey...you good?"

"Uhmb--" He glances at the clock, and the wall, and down towards his lap awkwardly. It's disorienting to be awake so suddenly, to feel like his mind simply can't catch up with the rest of him. He snuffles thickly, coughs in response to it, and snags a handful of toilet paper to try and blow his nose. It does little to fix the way his consonants are all rounded out, but it gives him some semblance of his proper voice back. "Am I good?"

"You seemed like you were having a bad dream...are you sure you're okay?" In the dim glow of the alarm clock on the nightstand, in the shaft of light that leeches in from under the door, he can make out the expression on her face. Her forehead is creased with sympathy, the way she touches him so gently.

His thoughts are catching back up with him enough that he just leans into her touch, letting her bear his weight. "I think I'm okay. Did I--did I wake you?"

"No, it's fine. Really I woke you here, I should be the one apologizing." Her hands trail down over his back, her fingertips drawing little designs over his nightgown to comfort him.

He shivers. "Cerine, I love you. You're so nice to me."

He can feel how her body shifts when she laughs, how she holds him close and rocks them both a little like they're both going to drift off just like this. "I love you, too. You're a good guy, y'know? I'm glad that we're friends. There's nobody else I'd rather wake me up while we're having a sleepover."

She nuzzles in to kiss the crown of his head, and he feels like he glows from the inside, like every fiber of his being was made for this moment. "You're my favorite sleepover. Thank you for being here."

"Ah, well, you know. I was free, and you were offering, so..."

He grins. "Of course."

[delvalentine]

hahahahaha, are you suspecting you're HORNY (for the fanfic writing meme). i do agree that you sound like a sweetheart!

speaking of self-ships... do you have any self-ships?

i also respect nurses a lot! plenty of my friends are working as a nurse or in healthcare and their schedules are insane. knowing that there are cases that can also last for your entire shift... 😱 sounds like a really serious case. what inspired you to be a RN First Assist?

all the best for balancing work and other interests!! it's also something i have trouble doing as well. i'm hoping to fix my screen time and habit to mindless scroll so i can fix my sleep schedule.

i'm somewhat of a graphic designer! my role has changed though. i used to be designing websites but i've shifted to making game assets instead, so i'm actually doing a bit of animation right now. i--i have no idea how to animate so most of my working hours is spent watching youtube tutorials online HAHAH. it's an experience, and i'm very grateful for it regardless.

thank you for ur well wishes uwu you are right that adulthood is truly so, so, so different from being a teenager. writing fanfic is one of the constants in my life, LOL. it's also really funny how you have to request a day off for your graduation 😝 i hope you enjoy your graduation regardless! and congrats to graduating!!!

-- pasta la vista, milk

(trying out gen z email culture because i see it around the internet and it's so funny)

With full disclosure I never noticed this sitting in my inbox even tho it has been since.. April 💀 then I was thinking of making a self-ship post but cringed at myself... looked through my inbox... and then saw that Milk had asked me about self-ships months ago ?! Crazy.

But, for work stuff, I figure actually participating in the operation would be neat as an RNFA. Though I don't know if my suturing would be quite up to par (shaky hands) LOL. It rained on my graduation as it did on my high school graduation so I suppose that was consistent 🥲 I'd actually prefer to take evening/night/weekend shifts because there's overtime and I hate mornings... but of course this is one of few nursing fields that operates mostly on a day schedule 🥲🥲🥲 I'm soooo mf sick of my 6AM alarm !!! But I did go on a week long trip to Japan this early June (again bcs I had gone Jan 2023 lol) and brought back lots of merch, so though my wallet may be sore, my heart is full... of weeb shit. 😌

That's so cool to be able to say !! I really enjoyed graphic design so hopefully it's still fun as a career. Def feel you on doom scrolling... I even have the Instagram time limits but just don't listen to them which defeats the purpose 💀💀💀 oopies

As for my self ships *cracks knuckles* I branded myself as a Wakatoshi Ushijima stan all throughout 2016 and beyond and I stand by it. He's beefy, stupid, and I have a thing for any character with such an abundance of talent that they instantly become an antagonist. I don't think we'd be compatible, but is he ever a joy to look at... I'm also still hopelessly in love with Haiji Kiyose from RWTW because he has the perfect complementary personality for me; he'd be such a good househusband (men that cook >), motivate my grumpy ass with undying optimism, and put up with my moody tsundere archetype 🤩 . Ignis Scientia also comes to mind as a personality match—he cooks, is sarcastic, and wears glasses? Bonus English accent. That checked off my boxes at once & I literally had stomach pain when certain events happened to him in FFXV because I was THAT emotionally attached. My Japan trip re-ignited a lost love in Sakyo Furuichi; even though I don't follow A3 anymore, I just KNOW I deserve to be isekai-d as a hot yakuza wife .. that trope is MADE for me 😤! I'm still deeply in love with Yuuta Okkotsu but have stalled on the JJK manga bcs of deeply unfortunate and traumatizing canon events 🥴 and currently I am on my knees for Rin Itoshi (even after I saw how straight up uggo he looks in the U-20 arc so I must really be delulu) and Yoichi Isagi; I tried (and failed) to pick between them just like a 2010s dystopian female MC. I just know I’d fight with Rin every single day because we’re too similar (and so the hate sex 🤌🏼) In Genshin I fell for Diluc right away; that personality type is just so scrumptious... tldr anybody that's a candidate for hurt/comfort means I am INTERESTED!

Basically 90% of the time I put a reader insert fic out, I'm living my own Y/N fantasy. If I'm not attracted to them and I'm not writing it as a gift for somebody, I feel 0 inclination to write for that character 😂

Anyways, I really am so sorry for the late reply; I was always wondering why I hadn't heard from you anymore but it turns out I was the reason 💀 what's new in life!? What fics are you working on?

Wishing you well and lots of love!!  @themlky

[moodymisty]

Wondering if you’re in the mood to write a tooth aching Crosshair fluff? Female tall reader if you’d like specifics? I think your writing of the boys is spot on, and all your Tech fluff fics are so cute!

Author's note: Am I in the mood for- of course I am! It's been a hot minute actually since i've done something for snipeyboy, so lets rip. It's as fluffy as I feel Crosshair would get, without treading into what I'd feel was too out of character (for me! everyone has their own vibe). (Also thankies for such kind compliments, I'm glad you enjoy my interpretation of the boys)

Warnings: One or two silly little lewd jokes, shooting a rifle, references to canon typical violence

"So, what's it like?" "Like shooting. What did you expect?"

"Have you always had that same rifle?" "Maybe."

"Can I see?" "No."

Crosshair was, complicated. Is, complicated; For as long as you've known him.

He fights almost every single one of your attempts to get close, and only when the lighting is perfect and the wind sings, does he leave a tiny opening for you to squeeze in.

It wouldn't be worth it, if you didn't love him and those perfect little moments in time so damn much. How his touch lingers for ages and his lips taste like fire, you can never get enough of him because for awhile, he didn't let you have enough.

But your incessant hammering on that wall of his has left cracks, enough so that he lets you close more often now; Enjoying a part of him that no one else has seen. You just needed to prove you were sticking around. And overtime, you've learned that Crosshair enjoys the type of interactions where you can both relax and just enjoy each other's presence, when he feels like no one but you is watching.

Now is one of those moments, as you lean against the wall next to where Crosshair is standing, looking down the scope of his rifle and preparing to take another shot.

You don't really know why he even entertains a range like this; It's so far underneath his skill level that it's almost laughable. Though you've learned it's more of a relaxing thing for him to keep him busy than anything. Much like some people tap their feet or chew their nails, Crosshair shoots. You'd call it a mindless gesture, but when is Crosshair ever really mindless?

You don't mind if he does this anyhow , as it's just as entertaining for you to relax here and just watch him. It's quiet and almost peaceful, the quiet noises other than the occasional shot. He's never directly asked you to leave, and while at first you might've thought it was to show off, he also seems to just like someone being around.

You run at a different pace than Crosshair, and he's become quite attached to it over time. You doubt the words will ever leave his lips, but his body and his eyes show it enough.

He fires another shot, hitting a small rock balancing off the hillock on the far end of the range.

He always makes this sort of stuff look so easy; And though you quite well know it isn't, you can't help but be curious about it all. You're always watching him intently when he shoots, and he's probably caught on, if you're being honest. But he's never let you anywhere near his beloved rifle; The closest is when you sit next to him while he cleans it.

Maybe today he just feels different; Or perhaps your curious stare has finally wore him down enough to share his passion more intimately, as he leans back and jerks his head in the opposite direction of you.

"Come here." He's staring at you, the barrel of his rifle pointed at the ground and the butt at about his hip. It takes you a second to realize what he's trying to do.

He's actually going to let you!

You almost have to contain your excitement, after so many times of just watching him. Scurrying closer he stands just behind your right side, speaking as he does something with the scope. His fingers deftly slide over a million different unknown pieces as you watch, the barrel pointed down to the dusty ground. The all move against each other in different ways, speaking a language only he knows.

"Ever shot a rifle before?"

You’ve shot normal blasters before, but not this. The toothpick between his lips flicks from one corner of his mouth to the other, looking down as his fingers brush over the dials of the scope. The base you're at is mostly dirt and dust; Hot and dry. It makes you miss Coruscant, even Kamino.

"Nope, not like this." He hums in acknowlegment. Crosshair finishes whatever he'd been doing it to ready the rifle for you and sets it in your hands, pushing the butt into your shoulder and adjusting your hands, and then your shoulders and back.

"Handling something a bit big for your first time."

He hears the way you snicker, and sighs.

"Dirty mind."

Once you're firmly holding the rifle he doesn't back away, instead just jerking his head quickly in the direction of the far end of the range and giving you a blunt:

"Shoot."

You can feel his eyes on you; They've always been so sharp that it's as if he's cutting right into you, as they glance over your body. They don't stop when you glance in his direction of a moment, before looking down the scope. You know snipers have to take into account things like gravity and the wind, and at some points even the curvature of the planet, but this is a shitty target range on some dusty no-name planet, so you just decide to wing it and see what happens.

Finger curling over the trigger you slowly tense, feeling the way the rifle kicks back into your body as you fire it. His hand against your back presses harder, as if trying to counteract it. You then instantly pull your face away from the scope, looking down the range.

It's not a perfect shot by any means, but it's a chest shot on the target. For a novice still at such long range weaponry you'll consider it a victory.

"Not bad." Crosshair says it with no undertone, lacking the snideness or venom he usually coats his words with for others. He tells you to do it again, and so you line up as best you can, adjusting before taking another shot at the same vaguely bipedal shaped target.

Better, right in the middle of the upper chest. On a person, it would've been quite close to their heart.

"Hmm. Good job." Crosshair's hand is still laying on the small of your back, and even drifts up and down once or twice, ghosting against your skin through your clothes.

You've seen glimpses of this Crosshair before; You know he's there under all of that prickliness. It's just apparently taken some quality time alone to bring it out.

"I think I still have some practicing to do, though." He looks down towards the end of the range.

"More than some." You can see he's baiting a response from you by the way his eyes are raised and his mouth is tight, trying not to smirk. It's one you know quite well, as it's the main way Crosshair gets you to do the things he might not want to say outright.

“What, are you gonna teach me?” Crosshair let’s a out a small hum. “Depends; Are you going to listen?” He watches the way your mouth curls into a sneaky little grin, with his much more reserved amused expression.

“I’ll listen at least sixty percent of the time.” Gently taking his rifle from your hands, he switches spots with you but doesn't assume a shooting position quite yet.

"That's wishful thinking. I know you don't have any patience." You roll your eyes.

"Can you just come here so I can give you a kiss? jerk." At first he doesn't, looking at you with a shit eating grin; Before he finally relents only in the slightest. You move the rest of the way, hands cupping his jaw as the tips of your fingers brushing against his hair.

His lips are warm against your own, before he pulls away and your lips part with the smallest 'pop'.

"Awfully rude to demand things from someone before insulting them." You see the rest of the Batch walking this way, so you just shrug and smile. "It works, doesn't it?" He can't disagree with it, since it's one of his main go to's.

Especially when he's being particularly bratty.

But with the rest of the group having located you both it's probably time to head out, leaving your brief little moment to end here.

"Ready to head out, you two? We have the coordinates and the ship's engines are hot." Hunter looks between the two of you, while Crosshair puts the Firepuncher in it's case. Hopefully this isn't the last time he shares it with you.

"Lets go!" You nod, before following him with Crosshair right beside.

[etherealluminescence]

Hi! I've been reading your work and really enjoy it and I was wondering if you could take in my request, I've been watching Rent a Girlfriend recently and the idea got into my head, how would the brothers react to an MC who's in the Rent a Girlfriend business, thank you for taking your time in reading my request!

Hey anon! Thanks for asking. This was a pretty fun request since I’ve seen a lot of videos on people renting moms, so naturally I watched part of the first episode of the anime to just get the general idea of renting girlfriends, so this was pretty fun!

Edit : the tags are being whack so I redid them sorry if it’s spam but it won’t pop up for me under the tags.

Brothers react to a rent-a-girlfriend MC!

You didn’t specify gender even if it’s a rent-a-girlfriend so I just stated the MC takes in both male and female clients. I also think succubusses or incubusses would cover the renting business so this is sort of a new idea in devildom for people to be rented and just talk or go on a date.

Lucifer

Lucifer had already known this, as he was the one to pick you to come to devildom.

He was not particularly fond of the idea, just selling yourself for a few quick bucks. Sounds like something Mammon would do.

Before you tell him about your idea of wanting to start the business here in devildom, he tells you no.

You defiantly tell him it’s your income, and he snaps back with Diavolo will pay for everything you could ever need. You yell back at him that you don’t want to use other people’s money, and you want to use what you’ve earned.

Your responses causes him to pause for a second. Those are good morals to have, but he will not faulter.

“The devildom is filled with demons, what do you mean you want to go on a date with one? Even if it makes you money you could die.”

If somehow you convince him to let you, your dates will be watched by him or one of the brothers, have to make sure the human doesn’t die or the exchange will be ruined.

If you aren’t able to convince him he will keep you under watch still to make sure you don’t try anything rash, and gives you money anytime you need it.

After you get close to him he tells you to hold yourself to higher standards, as you’re better than all these lesser demons. He cares for you and wants you to know you’re worth more than just 6,000 an hour.

Mammon

When you first came to devildom, you were worried about your income. Sure they could provide you money, but would it even be enough??

Since Mammon was your guide, you consulted him about it. He was pleased to hear you both have the same mindset, wanting to make money and spend it.

Talking about jobs, you brought up what you did in the human world, which was letting people rent yourself.

At first he was like how did that work? Was it an easy way to make money? Zero judgement from him, because if you can make money, you’re doing pretty good.

You told him how you set up an online profile and charged people around 6,000 from an hour for being on a date. They can hold your hand and make conversation with you, and curtesy of them pay for your lunch or trip. You take both male and female clients, it brought in a lot of money.

Sign him up. You mean the Great Mammon could make 6,000 grimm, get free food, and it’s just an hour of his time? Even he couldn’t screw up looking pretty and using a few manners.

He told you not to worry about money anymore and told you to change your devilgram profile to one of those online dating ones you told him about. You’re both about to get payday.

When he gets attached to you he’s just somewhat pissed, because you’re his human!! But he supports your choices because it’s your income and something you’ve always done, plus he’s in the same industry now, so you’re closer to him than anyone else.

Leviathan

This man has probably dreamed of renting a girlfriend/boyfriend, lets be honest.

People like Levi were easily some of your most frequent clients. People who don’t know how to socially interact and want experience, whether it be talking to another person who puts up with them for an hour, or to get experience in dating.

Naturally, you approached him. He had a ton of figures, so of course he would have money.

It was a whole process you were NOT expecting. This man had room passwords, curses, and even refused to look you in the eye?? How did you think it was a smart idea to approach him for money. But you were determined.

After the whole process, you finally managed to talk to him about your job. You told him you would even let him rent you if he wanted as subtly as you could.

He understands pretty fast that you want cash, and that his inexperience led you to come find him. He’s very upset, not at your job, but at your way of finding clients.

Of course you would approach yucky otakus who can’t speak to other people or do anything other than use a controller... and are desperate.

But before he can throw a tantrum, he lets his desire get the best of him. He’s always wanted to do something like this, but was he really going to pay a human 6,000 grimm an hour for some company? That’s expensive!

The answer was yes. Yes he was.

He genuinely enjoys it, you two spend time playing games in his room, he calls you a normie and teaches you how to get better, secrets in the games, and talks to you about anime since you’re listening and even providing feedback.

He has returned to heaven.

He asks if you two could do it again, and you happily agree. Overtime, however, you charge less and less for Levi to almost no cost at all. You tell him it’s a regulars discount.

In reality you’ve just grown really attached to him and love how adorable he is, and don’t want him to suddenly go broke and tell you that you two can’t hang out anymore.

After you two are close you can bet that you can enter his room whenever and just play games with him, curtesy of extended service.

Satan

You approached Satan as he was leaving the dorms to go out and buy groceries, and told him you wanted to go with him to find people to rent you.

He was perplexed.

Did he hear that right? You want demons to rent you? Like pay for you? Are you a masochist?

You explained to him that it’s just your job to sell yourself for dates for near 6,000 grimm an hour, and he thought that was peculiar.

He has read plenty of books about humans, but he had never heard of anything like this in human culture. Is it something they developed recently?

You explained to him in more detail all about the business and he’s listening intently. So much so he forgets to buy groceries that night, just listening to you happily explain your job.

He finds it interesting and learns a lot about human emotions, what they think, and even a lot about you. He proposes and idea to you that even you think is funny.

“How about we piss off Lucifer? You can get a date and I’ll watch over you to see that nothing bad happens. When it’s over you hide by the door and I’ll come in alone with groceries and say that you are on a date while I was grocery shopping.”

The thought of angry and concerned Lucifer brought his sadistic side out and he laughed. The pleasure he would get from watching Lucifer frantically search outside for the human while he sneaks you in is amazing.

This is actually what leads you and Satan to become closer, and he respects your job. It makes you money and you get to learn about people, and afterwards you can tell him the little habits people had or what they were thinking, things he was interested in.

Asmodeous

Bold of you to assume Asmo is not already a type of rent-a-boyfriend.

He has a new fling every week, the payment is their body, and he has a lot of people in line for him.

Joking aside when you asked Asmodeous about clubbing with him, he was ecstatic. Of course the little human would want to be with him, and of course they would choose clubbing over staying at the dorms.

What he didn’t expect was you to follow up with “How rich are the demons there? I want to charge them 6,000 per hour they spend with me.”

You sounded like Mammon, and that left him confused for a few seconds before you continued.

“I’m in the rent-a-date business. I charge 6,000 for an hour of my time, male or female, people in clubs are desperate.”

After that, Asmo started to understand and fully supported it. Although you don’t get sex out of it, you’re gaining money by accompanying someone, what a smart idea.

He helps you in the club to find desperate people and get you your cash. “Get it girl!” Asmo claps to you and winks as you approach people who might be interested in your service.

Asmo feels very proud of you after you get a lot of responses of people who are interested. Even though you did all the work.

Even after Asmo gets attached to you, he respects your choices, but likes going out in public or doing double dates with you. Like a fun mixer but you’re being paid to be there.

Beelzebub

You approached Beel because you wanted a bodyguard.

He was big, tall, and a friendly baby from what you could see. And he seems to be easily bought over by food.

You knew you wanted to make money, so why not continue your human world business? The one problem was these were demons and not humans. They could easily kill you.

You asked Beel to accompany you from afar for one-three hours on certain days, for a third of your profits and lunch each time.

You explained your job to him, although he may be gentle and kind from what you’ve seen, what if he doesn’t understand?

He’s generally a very understanding person, and tells you it’s okay with him and he does not mind.

He would of accopanied you without your offer because he’s worried for you, but he takes the food anyways. He’s happy you came to him and thought about your safety above money first, because he wouldn’t want to see you hurt.

Beel is completely nonjudgmental no matter what happens. He’s seen you put on a smile and lie through your teeth about having a good time of being on dates, but he supports your choices.

He overtime loves spending time with you and is really happy to protect you, because you’re like a little sibling to him. You always rely on him and he will protect you.

Please give this man extra dessert for lunch, thanks.

Belphegor

You were coming home late after one of your regular clients booked you for around twelve hours.

Counting... 6k,...24k....60k...

Before you could finish Belphie was in the kitchen for a late night snack, and scared you when he suddenly spoke.

“MC what are you doing? It’s four am right now and I couldn’t find you earlier.”

That’s right, he didn’t know of your job yet because he was in the attic for so long, and this is the longest you’ve been rented since you first came.

You explained to him what you did as a part time job, and he was sort of pissed. How could you just sell your body?

You explained that it’s nothing like that, and that you sell your time. You make conversation and go on dates.

He is still extremely pissed. What date takes twelve hours? And why wouldn’t you spend that time napping with him??

He’s very jealous that other people get to spend time with you, people that don’t matter. Compared to all his brothers he’s spent little time with you and then he has to compete with strangers?

Stupid concept, if someone approached him and told him they’d date him for 6’000 and hour he’d look at them like they’re missing brain cells.

Even stupider concept that they let MC go on dates!! With demons!! Literally his first real encounter with them was him trying to kill them. Demons are no different.

Tells MC they need to stop or else he will join them. This is a threat.

MC laughs it off and tells him they can’t suddenly stop their business, and Belphie can’t come on their dates.

Belphie proposes the idea that he rents MC 24/7 but he pays them in cuddles and naps.

First time MC was ever offered such a long job and a cute way of payment. Accepted.

[queen-of-my-goofball-army]

"If he could learn to love another and earn her love in return by the time the last pedal fell then the spell would be broken. If not, he would be doomed to remain a beast for all time. As the years past, he fell into despair and lost all hope. For who could ever learn to love a Beast?" (Beauty And The Beast Prologue)

Today we tackle the comfort movies that I call "sick" movies or "I've had the longest day ever and I just need a hug" movies. These three films have been there for me for as long as I remember and all of three of them are individually unique and beautiful in their own rights. We start today off with the movie that started it all, the first movie that I have a concrete memory of watching from an extremely young age. We start today off, of course, with my favorite Disney movie ever created, Beauty And The Beast.

For those that have spent their entire childhood's living underneath a rock, let me get you up to speed. Beauty And The Beast is about a Beast that years before the story took place just was a complete and utter selfish bastard. This caught up to him eventually as a beautiful enchantress casted a spell upon him that turned him into a beast until he could find somebody to love him for who he was. In the local village a peasant girl named Belle is obsessed with reading books. The entire town thinks that she's crazy because she's the only woman that reads. Her father is an inventor who goes off to the fair but when the horse comes back with no father attached to it she goes after the same direction that he did to rescue him. When that route leads her to a dark and spooky castle that the Beast lives in she decides that she wants to do the noble thing and trade her life for her father's. Overtime, she discovers that the Beast truly isn't what he seems and that he is far kinder than any person that she has ever met.

The story that this movie is built around is one that for me never gets old. Even when I know all of the dialogue it is still one that I rewatch the most out of every Disney movie. It's the Disney soundtrack that I listen to the most. It's the movie with all of my favorite Disney characters. For as long as I can remember it has always been a huge part of my life and an even bigger part of my personality. Over the years I've learned so much about how it was made because it was the most fascinating Disney film to me. Whenever I would find out something new about how it was made it would captivate my interest. Whether that be the tragic tale of Howard Ashman, to the directors Kirk Wise and Gary Trousdale and how they were shoved into the role of director from the writer's chair.

Everyone that I know doesn't understand why this is still my favorite Disney movie. It's always been a popular one but most of my friends aren't huge fans of it. They enjoy it sure but how can you not when it's one of the few Disney movies that is perfect? Perfect animation, perfect story, perfect characters, perfect songs, just plain old perfect. It just made me love it more because I felt like it was a movie that was made specifically for me. It was made for the outcasts that had trouble fitting in.

Waking up on the weekend of my 21st birthday last year to my kitchen completely decked out with Beauty And The Beast things and spending the weekend making gray stuff with my dad the same that they serve in the parks was one of the best experiences that I had during my COVID-Con. My parents have always been encouraging for me to love what I did. Even if they didn't always understand it they always tried to. Even when trying to meant that they had to watch the same movies over and over again.

Very few movies have shaped me and how I became who I am today. These three films have impacted me in such a huge way they've taught me everything that I learned over the years. My childhood was shaped by singing, laughter, and this movie is a big part of who I am. It has impacted me so much. I think that everyone who calls themselves a Disney fan has one that has helped them to become the person that they want to be. For my best friend D-Angel, that's Tangled. For my best friend Nova that's Emperor's New Groove. Everyone who enjoys Disney at all has at least one movie that impacted them. For me, that world will always be filled with magic, wonder, light, and books.

[ivy-miranda-2390]

In Defense of Anakin Skywalker (and Hayden Christensen)

I grew up with Star Wars, my whole family loves Star Wars. I was 8 when I saw Episode I and afterwards, I was completely immersed in the Star Wars universe. Ewan McGregor's Obi-Wan Kenobi was probably my first fictional boyfriend and I'm unashamedly still in love with him too.

Episode II: The Attack of the Clones came out when I was 11 and so naturally I was excited to see the continuation of the Star Wars prequel universe. However, nothing could have prepared me for the absolute utter gorgeousness of Canadian actor, Hayden Christensen who was cast to play the adolescent Anakin Skywalker.

My memories of first seeing Episode II are fond because I got to see the movies with my older siblings while on vacation in Myrtle Beach. It was probably my first experience of being accepted among my older adult brothers and sisters or the feeling of 'grownupness' as I like to call it.

So Attack of the Clones has always been an special film to me because I saw it at a time when I was no longer being viewed as a child, but as a growing teenager.

It's also why I've always been rather defensive of the film too. While the film was titled Attack of the Clones, it may as well have been re-titled, "Attack of Anakin Skywalker (and subsequently, Hayden Christensen)". For over 20 years, there has been an absolute and indescribable hatred of Anakin Skywalker and many people blamed both Jake Lloyd and Hayden Christensen's supposed poor acting as the result of a badly done Anakin.

And to be honest even though I had a massive crush on Hayden Christensen and was hardly a movie critic at the time, I felt that at times that Anakin could have been better acted. However, I was young and didn't care about the script or the acting. Yet, for years I constantly defended, Attack of the Clones, Anakin Skywalker and Hayden Christensen. Partly due to nostalgia, partly to being a teenage girl and most of all partly to do with understanding the character of Anakin as being misunderstood, misinterpreted and not being treated as an adult by the elders in his life.

Did Anakin have problems? Yes.

Were most of these problems his fault? No.

Did Anakin ever try to fix these problems and better himself? Everyday of his life.

He had nothing, but he gave everything

 The prequels were written as a timeline of a boy's journey from goodness into darkness. Anakin's life is a story arch of sacrifice and redemption. Life has not always been good to Anakin. He was born a slave with no father. He was raised in the strong love of wonderful mother Shmi Skywalker. While Shmi may have been scared and confused as to how she conceived a child without a man, she raised her son in love and simple contentment.

Chances are Anakin and his mother probably faced terrible abuse in their time as slaves and more than once, Anakin may have been separated from Shmi as leverage for greedy slave owners. Although a slave, Anakin was never a victim. He may have been physically owned, but his heart and mind were free. He was his own person, always thinking outside of the box, building, creating, questioning everything and everyone. Not to mention a little wild and rather reckless.

Even as a child Anakin was a little strange to people. For a slave to have such a hopeful and positive attitude may have seemed bizarre to outsiders, but that was just the norm for him. Shmi once remarked that her son knew nothing of greed. For a boy raised with nothing, all he had were his talents as an inventor and growing pilot. And he used his talents for other people. He built C-3PO to help his mom, he entered the podrace to help Qui-Gon Jinn, he always gave without any expectation of being thanked.

A spirit that refused to surrender

After Anakin is freed and sent to train as a Jedi, that wild spirit was still intact. Much to his by-the-book master's dismay. Anakin didn't have the opportunity to grow up in the strict Jedi Temple that was built on order, rules and tradition. As a child, Anakin was use to being himself and not fitting into anyone's mold. His original dream was to be a pilot, not a Jedi. No one asked him if he wanted to be a Jedi, no one asked him if he wanted to be trained by Obi-Wan Kenobi.

While Anakin may have been grateful for both opportunities presented to him, overtime he may have seen this new life as not to different from the one he left. A life run by others. Telling him what to do, where to go, how to dress, how to behave. He survived as a slave because he dared to dream and imagine and refused to be defined by others.

Now he's thrown into a culture where individuality is looked down upon. He lived through the stifling Jedi order because he still held onto those qualities. He was going to be himself on his terms. He would nod his head and say yes when he needed to, but off the clock he would live by his own rules. Something that Obi-Wan and the Jedi order could not understand. And Anakin is getting frustrated by this.

So now we get to Attack of the Clones (and the Attack of Hayden Christensen). Critics came down hard on both Anakin and Hayden. Constantly complaining about Anakin's constant complaining, his tantrums, broodiness and being a crybaby about everything. Critics blamed the disaster of Anakin Skywalker on the terrible miscasting of Hayden Christensen. The only redeeming quality Hayden Christensen had that saved him was the fact he was so easy to look at.

For years, fans were desperate to know who Anakin Skywalker was. And so the pressure to deliver a good character that could measure up to the icon of Darth Vader may have seemed insurmountable. And so when people got this confused, overemotional 19 year old, who has no experience in love or sex, but is madly in love with a beautiful young women; and who wants to be respected in a highly established culture, without losing himself or conforming, well people were just disappointed. The disappointment can be explained in one of Anakin's most famous lines.

"HE'S HOLDING ME BACK!"

He, being George Lucas who was holding back Hayden's actual talent to create a good three dimensional character. Plus his bad script writing. Poor Hayden was just made to read lines on a page and somehow make this sad character somebody that people can root for. Unfortunately fans and critics ate him alive. It's only in recent years that people have begun to realize that they were blaming the wrong person. And by blaming Hayden, they were completely misunderstanding Anakin as a character.

His most beautiful gift, his most fatal flaw

Of all of Anakin's gifts, his ability to love deeply was probably his most profound and his most dangerous. The Jedi Temple forbade romantic attachments to others and for good reason. When you become attached to or love someone beyond the boundaries of platonic friendship you become afraid of losing them. The end of my review for the Star Wars prequels sums it up the best:

In The Phantom Menace, Yoda warns Anakin about the dangers of being afraid. Fear leads to anger, anger leads to hate, hate leads to suffering. Anakin's most beautiful attribute is also his most fatal flaw. His ability to love deeply. Yet, if you love someone you will always live in fear of losing them. Anakin was created by darkness, but raised in the light of his mother's love. His own love was made manifest by Padme and then by their unborn child/children. However, Love no matter how strong can be weakened and even be destroyed by the evil of fear. If the prequels taught anything about life, it taught how fear (even in its smallest form) can be be our most detrimental enemy. Living alone in fear and not seeking help is a signing of our own death warrants. What might have happened if Anakin had gone to Obi-Wan and seek his help? Would things have been different? The prequels were not meant to tell a happy story. They were written as a timeline of a boy's journey from goodness into darkness. No, they don't have the silliness or humor of the Originals, because there is nothing humorous about someone's self-destruction. Yet, the story of Anakin Skywalker's transformation had to be told in a way that was real and heartbreaking. To take Darth Vader and make him a human who could feel and understand and love could be an insurmountable task. Yet, you only need to watch his death scene at the end of Return of The Jedi to see that the humane part of Anakin Skywalker had always been there. The prequels were made to be built on that final scene of redemption and human love. A husband's love to save his wife became a father's love that could overcome darkness and hate. An extreme love that defied fear and held on to hope. That was the love of Anakin Skywalker.

Anakin could be a bratty and immature young adult. However, to only base a character by his few annoying flaws is overlooking the bigger and better picture. Anakin was an outsider his whole life and yet that never seemed to bother him. He never cared about fitting in. He was content being himself and he refused to let Obi-Wan or the Jedi Order or even Padme change him. He held onto who he was for as long as he was able to. Then the tragedy of losing his wife changed that. The indomitable spirit wasn't broken, it was destroyed. Anakin re-entered a life of slavery for over 20 years.

And he was ultimately freed by one person. An orphan who once had nothing but a talent as an inventor and dreams of being a pilot. A young Jedi with an unbreakable spirit that refused to surrender to evil or fear or pain or loss. A son who loved his father so deeply that he would fight to the death to free Anakin Skywalker forever.

[amisbro]

Someone: Hey there I have a question

Me: Alrighty what's on your mind friend?

Someone: Me and the members of different fandoms wanted to know what made you choose to be a "Self-Inserter/Selfshipper"

Me: That's....a bit of a tricky question to answer but I can try

Someone: Go for it

Me: Okay let's try this...you and these other fandoms have shows and movies that you like right?

Someone: No doubt. Its why we are together in our groups and so forth

Me: Okay and that's cool and I respect that. You guys and gals have your fun and its what needs to happen so by all means with that. With me its a little bit different though

Someone: I'm listening

Me: See when I get attached to characters sometimes I look at them and go "I want to hang out with them" or "That character looks like someone that fits certain qualities of being an s/o" so when I watch the media (or even play a game) I might find myself getting more and more drawn to them to the point where I go "I love you and I want to be with you".

Someone: I think I see where this is going. So you want to be a part of the character's life but you know they are fictional but that doesn't stop you right?

Me: Basically and its allowed me to explore different parts of me as a "real person" so that when I write my fics as a self-insertist I can do and be happy with those people even if they are fictional and at best live inside my head!

Someone: AHHHH...I GET IT NOW!

Me: Cool! The problem is there might be people in some of these fandoms that don't because they never met a person like that so they kind of don't "get" what you do so they don't know how to take it. Its not their fault mind you but when you look at it you could have taken days to sit down and write a BRILLIANT fic with a certain fave or two but the fandom might not know how to react. They might look at it as a "phase" and eventually you will come back to "proper canon". The thing is the reason people like me exist is because...canon might have sucked and we just want to "fix it" and write the way we want...let me give you an example if I can

Someone: Go for it

Me: You watch K Project or play MysMes?

Someone: Heard of them...been meaning to check out K honestly

Me: Ah okies...well in K there is a character named Yukari whom is a character that I have grown very fond of over time and I love him dearly so...

Someone: So because of your fondness for this character you write yourself with him right?

Me: BINGO! With MysMes while there isn't one particular character that REALLY DREW ME to them...I've suddenly become fond of Jumin for some reason

Someone: You can't explain it can you?

Me: NOPE! I wish I could though cos those feelings came out of nowhere

Someone: You got anymore names on your list

Me: Too damn many! I wish I could shorten it but overtime it builds and builds and builds!

Someone: Like a Pringles potato chip huh?

Me: I can't have just one friendo!

Someone: Do you think sometimes its that fandoms don't know how to take self-insert art or they just don't know people like you exist?

Me: It could be both really. You want to support those people that have their selfships or their own AUs with their faves but you might not know the backstory of the character so getting behind them and embracing them is harder than it seems you know?

Someone: I get it and hopefully someday you find that one fandom that you can really hunker down and just plug away with all the fics and art that you want and not worry about much...UtaPri seems to be pretty good for ya

Me: Oh it is but eventually I want to find others to expand my horizons too! I need to work on my relationship with Alois too...not like romantic but as one where a gentlemen butler works on healing an abused young man!

Someone: You'll get it right! I have a feeling with that one there is going to be so many layers explored that for you its almost like getting revenge on Yana

Me: NO SHIT? I'M STILL PISSED ABOUT SOMA AND AGNI AND DON'T GET ME STARTED ON THE NOAH'S ARC CIRCUS! Sorry

Someone: Nah its all good...well anyways friend I have to get going but don't let fandoms get you down and keep plugging you hear? While your at it go listen to some KAT-TUN and Arashi

Me: I HEAR THAT....GOOD NIGHT!