#Other manager wants to talk to me and I’m like ohoho things happening?

[crowley1990]

Wish me good luck to getting a new role one month into this job

[vermillionbones]

I'd love to hear more of your Phobditor HCs!!

ohoho thank you for enabling me anon i am going to kiss you directly on the mouth /pl

also slight warning for spoilers to the new(??) ending of project nexus!! i don't talk explicitly about what happens in general, but the stuff involving phobos is mentioned in the very first hc so for those of you who don't wanna be spoiled you can just skip that one lol. grab sum popcorn lads this one's a long one snbcnkcnvmv

Phobditor HCs!!

rbs very much appreciated 👉👈

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so i hc that phobos didn't actually get banished at the end of MPN, but he did get his ass handed to him to the point where he was so injured and drained of energy that he couldn't use most of his abilities. he went into hiding for a while and eventually found the AAHW, which he proceeded to join since he didn't really have anywhere else to go. after he'd healed and returned to his full strengh the auditor recognised how potentially useful he could be as a second in command, but ofc he'd have to earn her trust first. normally i don't try to make things make sense like this but since the auditor isn't actually in MPN i thought i'd at least try lmao

the auditor: ruthless girlboss by day, feral spouse-adjacent shithead by night

phobos is basically the same but instead he's manipulate mansplain by day and malewife manwhore by night /hj

before they got closer they'd never really physically interacted w/ each other, so phobos kind of assumed the auditor would be at least slightly painful to touch [cuz yknow. she's made of fire lmao]. plus he'd witnessed her setting things and people on fire with her bare hands before and he'd rather not get turned into a walking bonfire, thanks. the closest she'd ever been to touching him previously was like flicking the antenna on his helmet to piss him off

but like way, WAY later he finds out that audi can actually manipulate the temperature of their flames to an extent, so when they touch his hand for the first time he's really surprised when they're just like. pleasantly warm. kinda like the fuzziness you feel after you drink something hot but on the outside of your body

however this has also resulted in phobos using her as a mobile safety blanket lmao. sometimes if it gets too cold in the office he'll wander up to her and bug her until she folds a wing around him and tucks his head under her chin

when he's being a shithead sometimes she'll just pick him up by the back of his jacket and drag him off like a disobedient kitten lmao

They don't really have a super crazy height difference normally [i hc that audi is around 6'3 and phobos is 5'10 if he's not slouching] but sometimes she just morphs herself to have a several-foot height advantage just to fuck with him. like she'll appear in his office as this 9-foot-tall behemoth and he'll just be like "?? excuse me?? ma'am?? you can't do this to me???"

before he got to know her better, phobos had no idea the auditor preferred she/they pronouns over they/it like the agents around him seemed to think. he never made a big deal out of it and never explicitly brought it up, but he remembers to switch it up for her every now and then. plus whenever audi overhears him doing that she gets all fuzzy inside sfbfnckvj

phobos really likes her wings. he actually might be a little jealous of them, but he'd never tell her that sfvngk

ever since audi found out about this, they tend to subtly unfurl them and use them to gesticulate more when he's around. occasionally she'll use the claws at the peaks of her wings on touchscreens in place of a finger n stuff. she's also [gently] swatted him upside the head with a wing a few times when he was being a dickhead, but it doesn't really hurt him lol

she also lets him pet them when they're not busy. contrary to what he'd assumed, it doesn't actually feel like a whole lot to her - she's described the feeling as something similar to how it feels to have someone tracing their fingers along the back of your hand

phobos stims sometimes!! he has a bad habit of masking while he's working since a few of them are vocal and he doesn't want to distract anyone, but if he's just hanging out with audi he's totally chill. one of his more common ones is when he thinks out loud, either quietly narrating his current train of thought or saying unrelated words - usually confirmations like 'yeah' or 'mhm' - out loud cuz he thinks they're fun to say. occasionally he'll start humming low in his throat kinda like a microwave cuz he likes how his voice feels in his chest

also when he's standing idle sometimes he holds his arms closer to his chest and fidget with them

the auditor doesn't stim, but to people who know them well their wings are like big signs that can wordlessly describe how they're feeling [which is like my favourite thing to write cos wing emoting is really fun skdjbknk]. occasionally they might subtly flutter their wings when they're very pleased or receive good news, or flare them out when they're irritated/stressed

i always forget that phobos is actually like super powerful in canon so i hc that audi does too lmao. like it always slips her mind that he can teleport too so she'll dramatically disappear after telling him off for doing some dumb shit and fuckin scream when he somehow appears in the same room as her less than a second later

phobos has a red and black lava lamp in his office!! he'd never admit it but he got it cuz it reminds him of audi :]

phobos loves watching audi in combat for some reason. i mean he already likes watching them do stuff so he can backseat drive, but he's also quietly admitted that her fighting style is interesting to watch

he can't really put it into words, but it's because the way they fight looks incredibly effortless and fluid, mainly due to them having so much time to adapt to and understand their powers [both their original powers and the ones granted by the halo]. when phobos' own abilities started to surface he was incredibly unstable and struggled to properly harness them for months, so he thinks it's nice to watch someone who actually knows what they're doing for once.

much to the auditor's surprise, phobos is actually a bit insecure behind all that confudence, particularly about scars. after being close to her for a while, phobos came out of his shell a bit and explained how he managed to grant himself his powers/abilities, which is something i'll absolutely go further in depth with later [via a longer hc that i'm gonna post eventually lol] but to summarise he basically infused himself with raw madness in what he's eloquently dubbed 'the incident'. Of course, doing that to himself didn't come without consequence, and he's permanently scored with a variation of lightning & burn scars on his forearms, thighs, and most of his torso.

for the longest time, the most casual thing he'd wear even around just her was the long-sleeved sweater he wore underneath his trench coat, and he refused to change even if he was literally overheating. though eventually after he told her about what happened he felt way more comfortable and now whenever they're in their shared room audi practically has to throw a shirt at him to get him to wear one sbkcjcnk

the auditor has a sort of subspace/pocket dimension where they can store different items and recall them at will. normally it's pretty empty, but ever since she grew to like phobos she's started keeping miscellaneous things in there for him. sometimes she pulls out a drink or snack that he likes, sometimes she pulls out a little water gun with phobos' name scrawled on it and shoots him with it when he's being a shithead

they are both,, SO fucking touch-starved. like they will not let go of each other [at least if they're not currently in the middle of something or around agency employees] cuz internally they're both just going "wow!!! that's a hand i'm holding!!!!! there's a hand holding my hand!!!! wow!!!!!! i love this!!!!!"

having one eye isn't exactly the best thing for depth perception, especially when you're really tired, so sometimes audi has to hold phobos' hand and guide him around in the mornings because he can [and has] walked into walls and counters

even since before they became a thing, phobos had been a little envious of the auditor's halo and the powers it granted her. he used to subtly try to yoink it from her, maliciously at first but far more playfully later, where he'd like lightly grab it and give it a gentle spin above her head like a mobile. but his infatuation with the halo kinda died after she decided to let him borrow/try it out once by allowing him to link with it

by linking i essentially mean like wearing it, but the halo is so powerful that you can't just 'wear' it without letting it bond with a part of you

long story short, he went into it with far too much overconfidence & cockiness and the halo violently rejected him, kind of like how it rejected the auditor once. he wasn't at all prepared for the sheer amount of power that surged through him the moment it started to link with him, so it essentially short-circuited his brain and knocked him unconscious for the better part of a week. when he woke again, the auditor told him he was lucky his head didn't explode and calmly suggested they never tried that again, and he felt inclined to agree.

of course, he still toys with the halo while the auditor's properly linked with it since he knows it can't link to more than one host at a time. and despite his seeming ease and "it's in the past" sort of mentality about the whole event, if someone mentions the concept of him actually taking the halo and linking with it again, he'll shudder and shake his head, saying it's not his place to do so.

the auditor has no doubt it delivered a pretty harsh blow to his ego [being rejected by the thing that would make him a god would prolly do that], but knows he's too prideful to admit that.

audi likes listening to phobos when he goes off on super long monologues, especially if they're like those super cheesy villain monologues. like he could literally be talking about anything and she'll sit there to hear him out, especially if it's less related to work and more about himself

the auditor is super deliberate in the way they pronounce things and they tend to casually drawl their words out to further cement their cool, unbothered boss persona. however the way she talks doesn't really intimidate phobos anymore since he's also been next to her right after she's been woken up, when she's mumbling quietly & slurring some of her words together. he knows the big scary boss side of the auditor is just a persona used for everyone but him, so he feels a lot more at ease with them even when they're trying to be scary

even after being together for a while, phobos still has no fucking idea what the auditor is made of. like he's admitted to her that he's genuinely clueless, and if she lets him he'll spend like 99% of their downtime quietly interacting with her flames [read: curling his fingers through them and petting them] while he muses about his hypotheses for how stuff like her liquidy-shadow form works. they were a little suspicious of his motives at first, but after they relaxed they realised he was just genuinely curious and willing to share his concepts to see if he was right

they have like. the smoothest banter anyone at the agency has seen. like it's super cheesy back-and-forth stuff that wouldn't sound out of place in an 80s sitcom, but it just kinda flows out when they're both comfortable. and ofc they'd deny it if anyone mentioned it but they literally banter like an old married couple lmAO

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[tickly-trashcan]

The Fun in Funeral {Hu Tao and Zhongli}

A/N: Did i completely take advantage of this prompt to make a super bad title? yes, yes I did. Hu Tao is so much fun to write, she’s one of my faves now and oughh it was just so cool to write for her again! Hope you enjoy this one!

Summary: Hu Tao has been on a mission recently, and that is to finally get Zhongli to react to her antics. When she tries one of her freshly baked pranks on him, will she finally get that reaction she’s been looking for?

Word Count: 1.4k (under the cut)

Hu Tao hummed as she strolled through the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor. She had just wrapped up with a service, one that Zhongli had completely arranged for her, and she was on her way to thank him for making it easy on her. Rather, that was her guise.

In truth, she just wanted to mess with the older man. He was easy to tease and play pranks on because of his gullibility, though he never had much of a reaction. That was the one thing that always bugged Hu Tao and further encouraged her, was his lack of… anything.

No surprised yelp, no being slightly upset, nothing. He would shrug his shoulders and move on with his day whenever she messed with him, and it only made her more fired up to get him to finally break and show something other than a mild bother. 

So that was her mission today, to get Zhongli to express himself a bit more with her pranks, and she had more than a few up her sleeve. 

“Mr. Zhongli~!” She called, opening the door to his office as he sat at his desk, drinking tea. He looked up at her and nodded towards her. 

“Good afternoon, Hu Tao.”

“What’s with that bland response?” She teased, trotting over and sitting on his desk. He grimaced slightly at the sight of Hu Tao sitting right next to his tea set, but otherwise had no reaction. Hu Tao frowned.

She stretched her arms and leaned back across his desk, looking up at him as she grinned, kicking her legs gently as she knocked over some of his papers, the thin sheets fluttering to the ground as she sighed, making herself comfortable.

Zhongli stared at her, looking away to take one more sip of his tea before he stood up, leaning down to pick up the scattered paperwork. Hu Tao pouted now, sitting up and glancing at Zhongli’s tea set. She grinned, pulling out a previously prepared packet of herbs she had concocted, one that she was sure would taste gross.

She dumped it into the teapot when Zhongli wasn’t looking, quickly tucking her hands behind her back as Zhongli stood up, papers in hand as he set them next to her. He sat back down and picked up the teapot, pouring himself another cup as Hu Tao held back a smirk.

He sipped the tea, pulling it away quickly to look at the teacup. He shrugged his shoulders and took another sip, easily drinking the tea. Hu Tao frowned. The herbs must have just made the tea taste better or not much different… foiled again.

She had one more trick up her sleeve, however, one that she had been waiting to try when she had exhausted all of her options. She wasn’t sure it was going to work, but knowing Zhongli, there was definitely a chance. 

She hopped off the desk and walked behind Zhongli, who followed her with his gaze.

“Do you need something, Hu Tao?”

Hu Tao smiled sweetly, confusing Zhongli slightly. He sighed, figuring she was only up to more mischief and took another sip of his tea.

He nearly spit out his drink, choking slightly as he felt a poke to his side, which caught him completely off-guard. He spun his head around, coughing softly into his hand as he saw Hu Tao light up behind him, grinning menacingly from ear to ear.

“Hu Tao-” Zhongli said, his voice lowered to sound at least a bit more threatening.

But Zhongli should’ve learned by now that Hu Tao feared pretty much nothing, especially not someone who worked for her. She was a funeral director who didn’t even fear her own death, and nothing would be able to keep her from trying out any form of mischief.

“Mr. Zhongli wouldn’t happen to be…” She dragged her finger slowly up his side, making him stiffen as he tried to act as if nothing was wrong. “...ticklish?”

“You’re being absurd, Hu Tao, I’m not - don’t.” He said firmly when she poked him again. She covered her lips softly as she grinned wider, much like the cheshire cat as she stared at Zhongli.

“Ohoho~? If you’re not ticklish then why do you not want me to do… this?”

She suddenly dug both hands into Zhongli’s sides, scribbling her fingers. Zhongli crumpled forward, supporting himself with his elbow on the desk as he set his teacup down hard, turning his head again to glare at Hu Tao.

“Hu Tao - I’m… ghehe, this is very un-unprofessionahal.”

“Professionality goes out the window when it comes to pranks, you should know this by now, Mr. Ticklish,” Hu Tao teased, creeping her fingers up to Zhongli’s ribs, scratching at the lower ribs as he twisted around, reaching behind to try and grab at Hu Tao’s hands and push them off. 

“I’m not - hgnn, I’m not… ticklish.”

Hu Tao giggled, digging her fingers in harder as Zhongli gasped, hunching over more as he tried to cover his ribs with his hands. Hu Tao pouted, and instead latched her hands onto Zhongli’s hips, making him freeze.

“What happens if I tickle you… here?” She asked, squeezing his hips. Zhongli lurched, a gasp escaping his lips as he managed to muffle his laughter that was threatening to break free. Hu Tao chuckled.

“Ufufu~ Looks like I found a good spot~” She quipped, watching the smile on Zhongli’s face widen as he continued to try and bite back his laugh. She kneaded his hips, digging her thumb into the bone as chuckles slowly escaped Zhongli’s lips. Hu Tao happily giggled along with Zhongli, smiling innocently.

Zhongli continued to chuckle softly and squirm, hands on Hu Tao’s as he tried to pull them off his hips. Hu Tao eventually got bored of the slow, methodical approach to her tickling, which seemed to be getting her nowhere, and decided to switch it up.

She was quickly rewarded when she changed from her slow kneading to fast paced pinching and poking. Zhongli began to laugh suddenly, louder than his previous chuckles as he shook his head, trying to cover his hips from Hu Tao’s vicious fingers. 

“Hu Tahahahahao!”

“You’re laughing!” She exclaimed, now sending her wiggling fingers all over Zhongli’s torso sporadically, pinching his side here and then digging into his ribs there, all at a fast pace that was too much for Zhongli to keep up with.

Hu Tao was happy, she had finally gotten that reaction that she had yearned for. While she had had to use some… roundabout methods, she was glad she was finally getting something other than a blank stare or a mildly irritated grimace.

Zhongli’s laughter died down slightly as Hu Tao switched spots, so she decided to go back to his hips, drilling her fingers into the bone. Zhongli jerked, his laughter coming back tenfold as he struggled weakly to try and get away from Hu Tao’s odd “prank”.

“Gohohohods not there! Hu Tao, plehehease!”

“Please what? Please keep going? Sure!”

“Nohohoho!”

Hu Tao continued her work on Zhongli’s hipbones, teasing the sensitive area with her nimble fingers as she managed to draw laughter from Zhongli’s lips like nectar.

“Huhuhuhu Tao! Stohohohop!”

Hu Tao stuck out her tongue and grinned, slowing her tickling down slightly. Zhongli began to catch his breath a bit, though he was still chuckling as Hu Tao rubbed tickly circles into his hip bone.

“Ahahare you d-done?” Zhongli asked, and Hu Tao shrugged.

“I suppose so.”

She stood up, taking her hands away from Zhongli, deciding that even though it had been short he deserved a break. Zhongli huffed softly as he caught his breath, looking up at the funeral director as she looked back at him, smirking cockily.

“Your pranks are getting out of hand,” Zhongli complained, straightening his back. Hu Tao only giggled mischievously, pointing at herself.

“What pranks? You must be mistaken, I don’t prank people!” She said, sticking out her tongue playfully. Zhongli sighed, a smile still on his face from the previous tickling which made him seem much less serious than he was.

“It’s nice to see you laugh once in a while, Mr. Zhongli! You’re like a grumpy old man most of the time!”

“I’m actually over thousands of years old, so I suppose that makes sense,” Zhongli said flatly, flashing a small grin at Hu Tao, who immediately burst out laughing.

“Thousands!? Oh, Mr. Zhongli, you’re a riot! I’d love to talk more, but duty calls! Wangsheng Funeral Director Hu Tao bids you adieu!” She said, doing a small curtsey as before skipping out of the room. Zhongli chuckled softly at her, taking another sip of his tea.

Something about Hu Tao and her odd tactics and pranks amused Zhongli, and he couldn’t say he wasn’t quietly anticipating what her upcoming pranks would be. 

[dawn-of-tomorrow]

shoutout to @punishing-gray-raven-ocs for this ask game!! (didin't expect to be tagged with one so soon lolol but i'm overjoyed~~ ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´Д｀ﾟ)ﾟ｡❤️❤️)

1) What made you even think of trying Punishing Gray Raven? What made you stick with it?

Funny story actually-- I've long heard about PGR, way back when it was first released even, but I just didn't give it a chance back then mainly because it was in CN and I couldn't understand shit (rather ironic given how I am now lmao).

As for why I decided fairly recently, a couple of months give or take, to give PGR a shot? It's mainly due to the fact that I heard that the Global version would be out very soon, so I thought why not dive into what I've missed so far... not knowing that I'd become THIS obsessed with the game, aha~.

The most obvious thing that made me stick to this game are the interesting cast of characters, the "fun" story, the amazing yet simple game mechanics, and etc. etc.

2) What problems, if any, do you have with PGR?

Honestly speaking, the thing that most VEXES me at the moment about PGR, specifically PGR Global, is the wonky translations. It feels like a group of half-assed fan translators and one official translator who's not doing a good enough job with reigning everyone in instead of feeling like a group of professional translators who know what they're doing. Hell, I've seen better translations from some of my twitter mutuals!

3) Who is your favorite Construct, and why?

Lee. There's no question about it, Lee is my most favorite Construct at the moment (and forever perhaps ohoho~). As for why, god, hold that mic for a bit, I'm gonna go on a fucking rant. Ehem.

First of all, let's start with the most basic of things, like his appearances; As Palefire, he looks like this suave, very aloof, super serious, unapproachable, and "gets shit done efficiently" type of person, and while that description certainly isn't wrong, it's also hiding more layers of Lee's overall personality; as Entropy, he certainly looks and feels bit more casual than before, along with feeling somewhat more, even if a tiny bit, more honest with his feelings and easier to approach than before.

Despite being a serious, no-nonsense, grumpy guy, he's prone to occasionally quip and snark at anyone at their own expense especially if they get on his nerves (see his interactions with Kamui, not even the Commandant is spared from this!). He's also not as cold and distant as he may come across, given that, early on, he quite literally jumps in front of Liv to take a hit that was meant for her with absolutely no hesitation whatsoever, he's almost always the first person to make comments on the Commandant's state as well as express his undiluted feelings (though not without hiding it on occasion behind anger/annoyance, thus making it a case of "anger born from worry").

You can also easily tell if you pay close enough attention to his dialogue and actions that he's not good with expressing his true feelings even to the people he cares about (thankfully Murray, Skk, Lucia, Liv, Kamui, etc. can usually pick up on what he really wants to say), is the type to often be misunderstood due to him being the kind of person who believes in "actions speak louder than words", that he's used to taking care of others instead of prioritizing himself even to his own detriment; while making it clear that he prefers to think and act in a logical and practical manner, he's not exempt to having emotions/feelings, as such, he can be pretty empathetic towards other people even if he doesn't look like it (he's even the first one in the Gray Raven squad to point out WHY EXACTLY the people they come across in Echo Aria refuse to leave their homes even with high risk of the Red Tide washing everything away, and fully understanding as well as getting it).

Alrighty I'm gonna cut that segment short now before this becomes too long for anyone to read through, ehe~!

4) What made you think of designing PGR OCs, instead of making yourself into a self-insert?

.... Actually, truth be told, both of my Skks are, in some way, self-inserts~. It's just that they start out as one before eventually developing into their own characters with only hints/traces of their self-insert origin. Though my Construct OCs are definitely not self-inserts, that much I can certainly say so!

I made them mainly because I really enjoyed the official cast so much I wanted to make characters that would get to interact with them somehow, though I take great care in making sure they aren't TOO out of character with how they're canonically portrayed.

5) What's your thought process behind creating your OCs?

Honestly, it usually starts of something like this--

"lol wouldn't it be funny if I made this type of character? Oooh, what if they interacted with this character? Or this character? Or that character? Let's see, what's missing... Backstory and profile, check. Appearance, I'll sketch one in a bit. Hmmm... I know! *drowns the OC in mountains load of angst*"

6) What's your favorite chapter from the main story?

If I'm limited to talking only about the main chapters currently released on Global then it would have to be Fallen Star, mainly because it's Watanabe's time to shine~. (*´∀｀*)

However, if we were to look at the overall chapters, then, I would have to say Imprisoned Sight.

7) What do you think of the new Liv shown in the latest stream? Where do you think the story is going with her? What do you think happened to Gray Raven?

With Liv, I have a really bad and somber feeling about what Kuro Game has in store for her, given how she looks almost complete different than what she's looked so far, as well as the vibe her new look gives off.

Fuck, I wouldn't be surprised if they decided to thanos snap her memories away as well like they did with Lucia, or worse, infect her with the Punishing and turn her into an actual enemy (for a while before we get her back).

As for Gray Raven, considering what happened at the end of Evernight Beat, wherein the Skk is in a fucking coma with a chunk of the Mother Structure lodged in their abdomen, while Lee and Lucia are in repairs along with Liv, and, if I recall correctly, the Merciful One managed to reach Babylonia and is now onboard the space station as well-- I have a feeling that the despairing Liv will be approached by her and be given a new frame.

8) Have you seen the animated shorts? What do you think of them?

If you're talking about the Panini anime then yes, I've watched them already! Still ripping my insides open from laughter everytime I watch them lol. Favorite episode has got to be the toilet episode, next to that would be the episode where Chrome takes Kamui to Karenina and Liv for training.

9) So do Constructs eat or not? (I'm really confused, especially since I saw Karenina sipping a drink in one of the shorts)

Oh they most certainly can! Fuck, it's even explicitly stated that Camu likes to eat and sample foods whenever he can (revealed in his secrets, as well as his affection stories).

As Camu explains, while they don't get nutrients from human food, they most certainly can still enjoy them and use them as a type of fuel.

10) Do you think Kamui and/or Camu will be a really pivotal plot device at some point, considering how the information on Kamui is so top secret?

Hmmmm.... unless the story at that point is revolving around Kurono Ops and how shady they're being, then personally speaking, the chances are slim.

11) Do you think, at any point, any of the Gray Ravens will die off?

Naaaaaah. They won't do that. Sure, they TECHNICALLY killed off Lucia, but she's still "alive" in a sense, so it both counts and doesn't count.

Besides, sometimes death isn't the worse thing you can inflict on someone/a character~.

12) Who is your least favorite Construct, and why?

I don't really hate/dislike any of the Constructs if I'm being honest. Though I hate how shitty of a unit Sophia is, and that it's kinda pitiful that she's become even more useless now that the new S-Liv is here; but I am in no way saying you should stop using her, keep using Sophia if you really like her! It's your choice after all, and I'm not about to contest you on that part, after all, everyone's enjoyment is subjective.

13) What part of PGR's lore really holds your attention?

The part of the lore that really holds my attention are the characters, and seeing how they react and act to the situations happening to and around them, especially concerning the Punishing and forces out of their control~.

[laraplisetski]

Dating Iwaizumi Hajime

A/n: This isnt related to the headcanons but I have this request for Seijoh’s libero and since I'm doing dating hcs for all of Seijoh by their jersey numbers. So anyways please wait a little bit longer as I might tag you in the dating hcs for Watari. Sorry for any mistakes tho.

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(These arms tho)

Iwaizumi routinely calls you something like baka or dumbass but he says it in good faith.

For example whenever you do something stupid Iwaizumi call you a dumbass.

But he doesn't mean it, it's just how he shows his worry.

He's just a big ass tsundere, you cannot tell me otherwise. 

A lot of people think Iwaizumi would be a gentleman but like I feel like he would treat you like Oikawa but like way less harsher. 

Like he would let you call him nicknames like ‘iWa-ChAn’ and just blush and call you dumbass.

*cough cough* tsundere *cough cough* 

Also he's bad at giving compliments,

Like you'll be wearing nice clothes that really fit your form and he’ll really like you wearing them.

And you'll ask him if he likes your clothes, and hell just blush furiously grab your hand and just start walking.

‘Iwa, do you like what I wore today? It's my favorite outfit.’

‘Ye-yeah, we have to go, we'll miss our bus.’

One time you guys had a huge argument over this.

You feel insecure because he treated you more like Oikawa who was his best friend than his s/o.

He tried really hard after that to compliment you whenever you looked good.

(In his opinion you always did)

And you really appreciated him trying.

After that your bond grew stronger as both of you knew that you would be willing to for the other.

As your bond grew stronger the more you started to open up to him about your struggles. 

Now Hajime isn't a very open person. (Well he is but he doesn't like to admit it.)

And he's a little brash and very straightforward with his feelings or his thoughts. 

So when you're acting down he straight up asks you what's wrong and doesn't consider that you don't/wouldn't want to talk about it.

This might make you a little more agitated since you're already very sad but when he realizes that you don't want to talk about it, he immediately regrets it and apologies straight away.

One thing I love about Iwaizumi as a character is that he isn't afraid to tell the truth even if he knows he's in the wrong. 

But these things only happened in the start of your relationship because when you two spend much more time together he starts to notice patterns in your behavior and how you act based on how you feel. 

That really helps him to know if you're sad, angry or irritated at someone. 

Later in the relationship, he knows when to comfort you, when to give you space and when to scold you. 

You really appreciate this because he doesn't sugarcoat his words and he gives you advice that is honest and comes from his heart.

Moving on, let's talk about his friends.

By friends I mean Oikawa. 

When Iwaizumi first got a s/o Oikawa was fuming because 

‘wHo wOuLd DaRe taKe mY iWa-cHaN aWay frOm mE’

Iwa slapped him on the back of his head after he said that. 

After that every time you would come to school, Oikawa would stick to Iwaizumi like a leech

(for comedic purposes of course)

Iwaizumi found it amusing at first how jealous you would be that Oikawa was getting all your boyfriends attention. 

But then as time passed you started waving to Oikawa whenever he was sticking with Iwa and he started waving back. 

After that you two developed a friendship.

You know what this means.

Hell for Iwaizumi has started. 

So Iwaizumi would always walk you to class in the morning and you guys would sit with Oikawa for lunch.

Now that you're friends with Oikawa.

Ohoho, I'm sorry Iwa you have to suffer. 

So you guys get along very well and Iwaizumi is very thankful for that because the two most important people (other than his family) are getting along.

It's fine for the first two weeks but then you and Oikawa develop this sibling-like bond.

It's almost identical to Iwa and Oikawa’s bond but because you share the same sense of humor Oikawa doesn't get teased.

Also one time Oikawa convinced you to call Hajime, Iwa-Chan for a day.

To say Iwaizumi was not pleased was an understatement. 

The good thing is Oikawa got the bad end of it but it was worth it.

Also you guys eat lunch together and you and Oikawa keep making bad jokes and Iwaizumi has no choice but to sigh and deal with it, cause he loves both of you.

Poor iWa-ChAn.

You also tend to stick up for Oikawa during practices when the team is teasing him. 

Due to you thinking of him as your little brother (It doesn't matter if you're older or younger Oikawa gives off major annoying little brother vibes.)

And the team cant rebel against you cause if they did Iwaizumi would murder them.

Other than that they absolutely love you cause you take care of the first and second years and keep them in line.

And you get along with Matsun and Makki and share memes with them.

Surprisingly Kyotani also respects you.

And he actually listens to your advice.

(Because of this Oikawa will whine about how no one respects him and goes on a rant and then you have to cheer him up while simultaneously giving everyone attention in the team.)

Being a team mom for Seijoh is very hard.

Also I feel like the reason Kyotani respected you when you became Iwa’s s/o was because you were Iwa’s s/o.

But now his view on you has changed.

He's very inspired by you and looks up to you.

He's always amazed by how you can be such a naturally caring person and be such a good leader and team player. 

He also might come to you for advice if he had an argument with someone.

If you're a volleyball player as well and you're good, be ready for Kyotani following you around everywhere asking questions.

It's sort of endearing.

You and Iwa and Kyotani have this parent-son relationship and it's so wholesome I swear.

(Please adopt him.)

You do not only help keep the team in check you help them with matches too. 

Like maybe getting their opponents videos for Oikawa. 

You also sit down with the first and second years to watch their opponents videos and point out what seems peculiar and what not. 

One time the person who usually took videos of the matches was unavailable so you went out of your way to do it yourself. 

When Iwa found out he hugged you really tight and had this proud look in his eyes.

I bet when Oikawa found out he just clung to you and started full on crying.

(You're basically their manager at this point.)

Also when the team found out that you taped it yourself and all that, their respect from you went out the roof.

Now you are a goddess among them.

(Kyotani literally be looking at you with star eyes)

Enough about the team tho

Let's get back to Iwa and you.

You always try to be sneaky and steal his clothes but he catches you midway trying to sneak one of his jumpers out.

But he lets you have them anyways cause you look fucking cute in them.

Whenever he sees you wearing his clothes this man just blushes like 50 shades of red.

(I'm sorry pun wasn’t intended)

But anyways what I'm trying to say is that he blushes a deep red and basically just becomes a stuttering mess.

You like kiss him on the cheek like this once and he's putty in your hands. 

I'm not even kidding.

Also Iwa’s pretty muscular so no matter how long you are his hoodies will always be loose on you in some way.

(sorry muscular people)

And Iwa finds it so cute like

His s/o in his hoodie that's all loose on them.

Just like internally crying at that point.

Also mind you Iwaizumi loves back hugs like. 

Imagine you are wearing one of his articles of clothing and you just casually back hug him.

Man will short circuit but will never admit he likes them because hes a 

Tsundere~~

But this might just be my love of back hugs talking who knows.

When he doesn't have practice he usually stays at home and cuddles with you or you have movie nights with Tooru but that is rare cause he has to take care of his cousin.

But you guys just calmly cuddle and no one is really speaking.

Just basking in each other's presence and being comfortable in each other's company. 

Sometimes one of you falls asleep and the other just strokes their fingers through their hair.

It's basically the same when he comes back from practice but the only difference is that he takes off his shirt and you massage his strong muscles with some oil. 

After that y'all cuddle but you're blushing the entire time because like Iwaizumi’s shirtless excuse me!

‘And this bitch just goes,

‘Take a picture it'll last longer’ 

Like what, how do you expect yourself not to short circuit.

And curse you Oikawa, you don't have to teach him the ways of flirting.

Usually you wouldn't react to that type of comment but he's shirtless and now you're putty in his hands. 

So you both are like beans. 

Also I'm like a hundred percent sure Iwaizumi is a big spoon. 

He just loves caging you in his arms and making sure you feel protected. 

It also keeps him very grounded and just honestly happy to have you there with him.

There was this one incident in which you and Oikawa were bantering and Iwaizumi wasn't having any of it so he picked you up and threw you on his shoulder. And walked away like nothing happened. 

After that you guys sort of had an impromptu make out session in the club room, which was unfortunately interrupted by Kindaichi barging in.

Bless him.

And his eyes.

You and Iwaizumi had to sit him down and make him swear to not tell anyone. 

After that you two continued but Kindaichi might've accidentally spilled to Kunimi 

Opps.

Bonus points

Iwaizumi likes to buy purple hyacinths for you on valentines day because it's your favorite flower and to also say sorry for when he was not boyfriend like in the beginning of your relationship. 

(Yes I referenced Purple Hyacinth the webtoon, go watch it)

Also the team has a custom made Seijoh jacket, just for you!

And the first time you saw it you just hugged Iwaizumi and started sobbing because these boys were too precious and just too pure. (I love Seijoh)

The end.

[the-himawari]

A3! Magazine Interview Translation - 2D☆STAR Vol. 11 (½) [Summer Troupe]

A roundtable discussion unveiling the addition of Summer Troupe’s newest member

Kumon-kun is an Undisputed BroCon!!

*Please read disclaimer on blog

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——Congratulations on your 4th performance, “First Crush Baseball”. Hyodo Kumon-kun, the newly added member, could you please introduce yourself to our readers who are meeting you for the first time?

Kumon: Hyodo Kumon! Currently a second-year in high school! My blood type is A, and my birthday is July 20! My hobbies are watching baseball and collecting jerseys! Umm, also…

Yuki: A brocon.

Kumon: Ah, right, right! I’m a brocon!

Tenma: Don’t say that so proudly…

Kumon: But “brocon” means “you love your big brother”, doesn’t it? I really, really looove my big bro! So I’m a genuine brocon!

Kazunari: Yep yep, that’s one of Kumopi’s charm points!

Misumi: It’s the same with my triangles~.

Muku: The same… I wonder if it is?

Yuki: Just so you know, the brother that he loves so much is the Autumn Troupe’s Classic Delinquent.

Tenma: Classic delinquent…

Kazunari: Yep, fyi, he’s Autumn Troupe’s Hyodle!

Tenma: Those add-ons aren’t helping! It’s Juza-san.

Kumon: My big bro is super, super, duper~ cool, right! I’m the happiest person in the world to be born as my big bro’s little brother…

Misumi: You’re lucky~. I’ll give Kumon a Triangle-kun, swimsuit ver.~

Muku: Uwahh, it’s a new one! His swim ring and straw hat are so cute!

Kazunari: I designed it!

Yuki: And I’m the one who made it.

Muku: Oh, it’s a collaboration between Kazu-kun and Yuki-kun!

Kumon: I-is it really ok for me to receive such an amazing thing?

Misumi: Yep, take it~.

Kumon: Sumi-san…!

Tenma: Err, that’s not something that you should be so moved by! In the first place, why are you suddenly giving him a Triangle-kun…

Misumi: It’s cause Kumon’s cute~.

Kazunari: Ah, did Tenten want one too?

Tenma: Haa!?

Yuki: The hack hasn’t gotten many Triangle-kuns, right? At any rate, it’s because you’re a hack.

Tenma: Don’t call me a “hack” twice! It’s not like I really wanted one or anything…

Kumon: For me as the newcomer to be so brash… I’m so sorry!

Misumi: Tenma, I’ll give you lots when we get home!

Muku: Fufu. That’s great, right, Tenma-kun?

Tenma: Like I said… Ahh, I don’t care anymore! Do whatever you want!

——Now that their talk has heated up, let’s move on to the next topic. What are your honest impressions now that your 4th performance has finished? Also, how was Kumon-kun’s acting?

Kumon: You’re asking about my acting too!? Asking that is scary… I’m nervous…

Muku: Kyu-chan, are you ok? Your face is getting pale…

Kumon: I think I improved from the time of my initial audition, but there was never a day where I could say all my lines smoothly…

Kazunari: Nobody minds that, ‘kay?

Kumon: I messed up my standing position too, and somehow managed to get everyone to follow through for me…

Misumi: That happens all the time~. We’re a team, so it’s natural to help each other!

Kumon: There was also a time I was too flustered during my quick-change and the button on my shirt came off…

Yuki: Seriously, you're lucky I was waiting in the wings at that time, right?

Kumon: There were countless times where I accidentally talked over Tenma-san’s lines too… I only caused trouble for everyone…

Muku: …

Misumi: *Stare*…

Kazunari: …

Yuki: …

Tenma: W-why are you guys looking at me like that?

Yuki: No reason. We’re just wondering if you’ll say something to this infamously negative guy.

Kazunari: Your speech here is important! Leader Tenten!

Misumi: Go Tenma~!

Muku: I’ll whisper too…! Umm… Tenma-kun! Please be kind to him!

Yuki: Muku, that definitely wasn’t a whisper.

Muku: Haa! I accidentally put power into it…

Kumon: Making everyone be so considerate of me… I… I…

Yuki: Seeee, say something already, you hack. Or else who knows how far these pessimistic cousins will sink together.

Tenma: You guys are just hyping it up as you like! …*Sigh*. It’s true, Kumon’s acting was clumsy and he had a lot of misses.

Kumon: Yeah…

Tenma: But, everyone’s like that in the beginning, and we were able to make it safely to the closing night. You picked up on the adlibs well and you’re the one who carried the baseball scenes for us. Good job. You did well.

Kumon: Tenma-san…

Muku: That’s so great, Kyu-chan…!

Kazunari: Ohoho~, Kumopi and Mukkun have been moved to tears. It makes me remember the curtain call on our closing night~.

Misumi: There, there~.

Tenma: You guys are overreacting…

Yuki: Well, your acting will improve as much as you want from now on.

Kazunari: Yep, yep! We’ll work hard together from now on, right, Kumopi!

Muku: I’ll accompany you if you want to practise on your own, so let me know anytime.

Misumi: I like Kumon’s earnest and straightforward acting~.

Tenma: …And there you have it. You can make proper use of your failures in our 4th performance for our 5th performance. But aside from the troubles and failures… Even though it was your anticipated debut stage, are those really your only impressions?

Kumon: Eh…

Tenma: Do you have nothing else to say after you stood on stage for all those days and did your best at acting comedy?

Kumon: …It was fun. The play we put on with everyone was super fun! So I thought I wanted to act more and more with everyone as the Summer Troupe!

Tenma: Geez, see, you do. That’s the most important thing, alright?

Kumon: Ehehe, yeah!

——It looks like Summer troupe’s bond has grown stronger. “First Crush Baseball” was a baseball-themed story, but if you all were to watch a game, would it be baseball? Or another sport?

Kumon: It’s definitely baseball for me! Of course I like playing it, but as expected, watching baseball is the most fun!

Muku: I guess it’s baseball for me too. I’ve been going to watch Kyu-chan’s games, and we’ve been watching baseball on TV together since a long time ago.

Kazunari: Samesies~. I really started liking it after performing it on stage! I’m especially attached to second base!

Tenma: You do get interested in the position you played yourself, huh? I can’t help but watch it when it’s broadcast, and my eyes always drift towards the catcher too.

Misumi: I get it, I get it~. I’m also into baseball! Since the shape of the home plate is like a triangle~.

Tenma: Is that why!

Kumon: Ohhh! The baseball lovers have increased! I’m super happy~!

Yuki: Hmm, I don’t particularly have a sport, but anything apart from soccer.

Muku: Eh? Yuki-kun hates soccer?

Yuki: I don't particuarly like nor dislike soccer itself, but when it’s on TV, those guys’ cheering gets so fired up that I can’t stand it. The temperature in the room rises.

Tenma: (Winter troupe’s) Tasuku-san and them, huh…

Kazunari: Eh! It’s rare for Tax and them to get so hyped-up, so it’s fun and I like watching it together with them.

——And so, your 5th show is currently underway, is that right? Since the play is about ninjas, there are all sorts of actions scenes, but did you undergo any special training?

Tenma: We watched videos of Autumn Troupe’s plays and used them as reference on how to utilize our movements and spacing in action scenes.

Kazunari: It’s hard when you try doing it though~. Four guys moving around on that narrow stage looks awkward if you don’t figure out a way to showcase it.

Tenma: We got Director and (Autumn Troupe’s) Sakyo-san to watch us countless times, and then finally solidified it.

Muku: At first, we were worried we wouldn’t be able to keep up with Misumi-san’s agile movements, but when we tried it, we were able to catch up and move with the tempo too so it actually went well.

Yuki: Saying the Triangle Alien’s movements are agile is putting it lightly.

Kumon: Sumi-san’s kunai handling was super cool too!

Misumi: Ehehe~ thanks~.

Tenma: I’m glad the Summer Troupe doesn’t have anyone who’s seriously bad at exercising.

Kazunari: Strictly speaking, the only one who’s unathletic in our Theatre Company is (Spring Troupe’s) Itarun, right~? (Winter Troupe’s) Azu and Arinrin both don’t like excercising either, but it’s not like they’re unathletic.

Yuki: More than a miracle, it was thanks to that gamer’s obsession that he was able to get through the Spring Troupe’s 5th play.

Muku: We have to do our best too so we don’t run out of stamina until our closing night!

Kumon: Alriiight, then let’s run home today! We’ll go on a run!

Tenma: Yeah, I’ll pass.

Kazunari: Good luck, Kumopi!

Yuki: Go ahead by yourself.

Kumon: EHH!? E-even Muku won't…?

Muku: U-ummm… If it’s just a little bit…

Misumi: I’ll run too~.

Tenma: Geez. Don’t let it affect tomorrow’s performance.

——Speaking of summer, it was Yuki-kun and Kumon-kun’s birthdays a little while ago, right? Did you all throw a birthday party together?

Kazunari: ‘Course, we held surprise parties for both of them 𝅘𝅥𝅮

Kumon: We sure spent a long time thinking together about what kinda design we should go with for Yuki’s birthday cake.

Tenma: Well, it’s because Yuki’s fussy about designs. It was a relief Kazunari did a good job of getting everything down into an illustration.

Yuki: The sugar candy torso was cute. Thanks.

Misumi: We struck out together on Kumon’s birthday~!

Muku: We went with a cushion that was modeled after Sakura High's uniform, and we were really glad Kyu-chan accepted it just like we hoped he would!

Kumon: I’m super happy with it already… and it’s a treasure of a lifetime for me! But since it’s a nice chance, I’d be so happy if we could all have matching ones together someday.

Tenma: That’s true. How about it, Yuki?

Yuki: …Well, I’ll make one for everyone if I feel like it. Personally, I like Sakura High’s uniform too.

Kumon: Yay—! Thanks, Yuki!

Yuki: The hack can make his own though. I’ll teach him how to make it.

Tenma: Haa!? Why am I the only one who has to make it myself!

Yuki: Because you’re Tenma.

Tenma: That’s not a reason!

Muku: U-ummm… It’ll be Kazu-kun’s birthday soon, right! Do you have any present that you want?

Kazunari: Hmmm, something I want, eh~. …What do to, maybe there’s nothing.

Kumon: So selfless!

Kazunari: That’s not what I meant by that~. Lemme think! How about Mukkun? Your birthday’s after mine, right?

Muku: Me? Hm~mmm…

Misumi: Could it be, Muku doesn’t have anything either?

Muku: Ahaha. I think I’ll have something, but when I’m asked like this, nothing jumps out at me.

Kazunari: Right~. Then let’s think about it together!

Muku: Yeah!

——Now then, please leave a message, including any announcements from MANKAI Company, to your fans.

Tenma: There were various troubles this time as well, but following Spring Troupe, Summer Troupe was able to safely raise the curtain on our 5th show as well. I want to create the very best play with these 6 members, without missing a single person, all the way until our closing day. Please continue to support Summer Troupe from now on as well.

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| Spicy Cuisine Research Society

[happyandticklish]

No Matter What

Notes: For the request by @ticklish-sidekick who requested a fic with Simon and his dad. Hope you enjoy! :)

Summary: Jack Spier takes his son rock-climbing in an attempt to bond with him. When Simon’s own insecurities get in the way of that, the former decides to take measures into his own hands to show his son how much he loves him.

Simon didn’t want to be here.

He hadn’t gone rock-climbing since he was ten, back when his dad had, for some reason, held the notion that he was even remotely athletic. He remembered hating it back then as well. Watching all the other dads with their sons, all of whom were bravely climbing up the wall and laughing over inside jokes. Meanwhile little, petrified Simon stood staring up at the expansive slope of hand holds and ropes and ran crying to the bathroom halfway through. It took his dad half an hour to coax him out of there and he never even got on the equipment. 

When Simon’s dad suggested the idea again, seven years later, everything in Simon had inwardly rebelled at the idea. Still, he hadn’t wanted to seem like a pussy so he smiled and said yes. It wasn’t that he was scared of the prospect now that he was older, but the memories of that day couldn’t help but haunt him as they drove down to the Climbing Gym, his heart pounding in his chest.

“I think we’re gonna have a lot of fun,” his dad assured him. “Just like when you were little.”

His voice was a bit too cheery in that way it had been for the past couple months now. Simon hadn’t yet built up the confidence to tell his dad he was gay (see again, pussy), and even though he hadn’t said anything, he felt like his dad could sense his weakened masculinity. He’d been trying to get the two of them to “bond” for weeks now and this blast from the past was yet another flimsy attempt at connection.

“Sure, dad.” Simon flashed a fake smile of assurance at the other, wishing he could say what he really felt and not sound like the worst excuse for a man that ever was. “I’m sure it’s gonna be great.”

From the car ride there, every step of the process seemed to get worse and worse. As it turned out, that specific establishment didn’t take cards which meant an agonizing five minutes of his dad and him digging around in their collective wallets to sum up the measly thirty dollars for it. After that Simon had to use the bathroom, but there was a line of people leading up to it and they spent another ten minutes dealing with that mess. By the time they finally got around to hooking up the gear, they both came to the sad realization that Simon’s gear didn’t fit because they had ordered a size too small.

By this point, Simon was ready to give up and call it a day, but Jack Spier was determined to have a fun outing with his son.

“We’ll get a new one,” he promised him as the harness continued to not go around Simon’s waist. “Hello—” he waved one hand out, beckoning an employee over to assist them—“we need a new harness please!”

“Dad, it’s fine—” Simon protested, but the lady was already walking over, flashing them the same helpful grin that all the staff here seemed to wear. Simon sighed in exasperation, dropping his face in his hands.

“Can I help you with something?” she asked, her gaze flicking down to the discarded harness and back up to Simon. He flushed, knowing she was probably taking in his slightly pudgy frame, not muscular by any means. It wasn’t that he was super self-conscious about his body, but it was moments like these that made him worry about it.

He had confided, once, in Leah about it, and she had merely laid her head on his stomach affectionately and replied, “I like your body. It’s soft—like a pillow.”

Simon did not want to be a pillow.

“Yes you can,” his dad continued, oblivious to his inner turmoil. “My son here needs a bigger harness, and we were wondering if you had anything—”

“It’s really alright,” Simon mumbled, his cheeks burning. “I’ll manage with this one, there’s no need to bother you—”

“Oh it’s perfectly alright,” the lady assured him, waving her hand as if to magically push the problem aside. “We get mix-ups like this all the time. I’ll take this off your hands and grab you something from the back.”

She disappeared to the supposed “back” with his mess of tangled gear while Simon stewed in his embarrassment and disappointment over another failed attempt to end their trip early.

Fifteen minutes later, gear on and harnesses attached, Simon was once more faced with the daunting wall of multicolored handholds. He swallowed audibly.

“It’s fairly simple,” his dad explained, hands in his pocket as he surveyed the sight with a satisfied grin. “If you go slow and watch your step, you should be fine. I have the rope to levy you back down right here, so don’t focus on falling. No matter what happens, you’ll be fine.”

“I know that,” Simon snapped irritably. His dad was talking to him like he was still that scared ten-year-old that was too afraid to go trick-or-treating alone. He was older now, and even though the thought of going hundreds of feet up in the air with only a rope to protect him was making his knees weak, he was going to prove that to his dad.

He grabbed onto the first handhold, resting a foot on another. So far so good. Now to pull himself up. He grunted, pushing off with one leg and flailing for another hold. He repeated the steps again, and again, and again, until his nervous smile started to become one of genuine enjoyment. He was doing it. He was actually doing it!

“You’re doing great,” his dad called up to him, and despite himself Simon felt almost bolstered by the comment.

Why had he ever been so scared of this as a kid? Simon kicked off once more, his hand already reaching for the next hold—

“Shit!”

All the breath in Simon’s body left him as his foot slipped and he fell backwards, all his attempts to save himself rendered useless by the sweat collected on his palms. The fall backwards lasted a mere second, and yet Simon’s entire life managed to flash before his eyes in that time. His blood rushed to his head and he was jerked back by the force of the fall.

He hung suspended upside down by the ropes tied around his waist, flailing around like a fish out of water but unable to right himself.

His dad rushed forward, concern written over his features. “Si, are you okay?”

The panic that had been spiraling through Simon moments before was quickly transformed into hurt at those words, spoken with such tenderness that it made him want to punch something. “I’m fine, alright? I’m not that delicate.”

His dad’s brow wrinkled into a frown. “What are you talking about?”

“I know what you’ve been thinking,” Simon grumbled, crossing his arms with difficulty given his position. “ ‘Oh, take him rock-climbing, that’s sure to toughen him up’. But I can’t even do that right, can I? Can’t even climb a stupid wall with my dad. That’s Simon for you. Pathetic, weak, crybaby nonathletic Simon.” And gay, he filled in mentally though he didn’t say it out loud. 

“Simon.”

His dad’s voice was firm in a way it wasn’t usually, the consonants shortened at the end. Simon forced his gaze to meet the other’s. “I don’t think you’re any of those things. This—” he pointed to Simon’s swaying body—“doesn’t make you weak. It makes you strong. It means you were willing to try something and you failed.”

“Exactly—” Simon started, but the other interrupted him.

“You failed this time,” his dad corrected him. “You can only learn from your failures. And son, I don’t care if you climb some stupid wall. I don’t care if you never do anything athletic in your life. I don’t care if you sit around writing made-up stories about books you read with your friends.”

“You know about that?” Simon asked, flushing.

“Yes,” his dad confirmed. “And I don’t care. I didn’t ask you to come here with me today because I wanted you to prove yourself to me, or whatever other misconceptions you might have formed. I asked you to come with me because I wanted to spend time with you. Whether we’re climbing walls or writing about Harry Potter characters kissing. It doesn’t matter to me.”

“Oh,” Simon said, softly, shame flushing through him at the way he had acted. All his fears, his insecurities, everything he had been building up in his head was crumbling around him as their structures proved to be shaky. Simon had never been so glad to be proven wrong in his life. “You really… you really don’t care?”

His dad shook his head.

“Even though I might still be a little scared of climbing up the wall?”

“Nope.”

“Even though my harness doesn’t fit because I’m not super buff and ripped like you?”

His dad chuckled in amusement, raising an eyebrow. “Not even then. Besides, if you were all ripped and buff, I wouldn’t be able to do this.”

He reached out and scribbled his fingers teasingly over the other’s stomach like he used to do when Simon was still a kid. Simon yelped, hands jumping down (up?) to protect himself, though it was difficult in his current position. “Dad!”

“What? I’m just trying to cheer you up.” His dad dug fingers gently into his sides, a spot that had always made Simon squeal, and giggles fell hopelessly from the other’s lips. “Is it working?”

“Noho, dahad, i-it’s ehembahaharrassing!” Simon protested, glancing around him, worried that someone might be looking. “Stahahap!”

“No can do,” his dad said, clucking his tongue. “I’m afraid I cannot. You see my body is no longer my own anymore.”

Simon’s eyes widened with realization as he realized where his dad was going with this. “Ohoho m-my gohod, dahahad, noho!”

“I’ve been possessed,” his dad continued, grinning as he squeezed rapidly up and down his sides. “By the spirit of the Tickle Monster. I can’t stop until I make my victim understand that I love him. No matter what,” he insisted, emphasizing each word with a poke to his stomach.

“Thihihis ihihis sohohoho stuhuhupid!” Simon shrieked, flailing around wildly as he attempted to somehow smack away the hands tormenting him. His shirt had ridden up due to the influence of gravity, and his dad took advantage of it to softly spider his nails over his bare stomach. “Ah! Wait, wait, wahahait, nohohoho, thahahahat’s nohohot fahahahair!”

“What’s not fair? That you’re still this ticklish after all these years?”

“I-I’m nahahahat—Ihihihi mehehean—ahaha—stahahap tihihickling mehehehe fohohor ahaha sehehecond! Ahahaha, fuhuhuhuck!”

“Simon Spier!” his dad exclaimed, pretending to be offended. “Language. That’s it—you’re gonna have to be punished for that.”

Catching both of his hands in his grasp, his dad moved the soft spider tickles down into his armpits. Simon squawked, writhing back away from him but ultimately unable to escape.

“Nohoho, nohoho, nohoho! Nahahahat thehehehere! Stahahahap!”

“Do you apologize for cursing?”

“B-Buhuhut yohohou cuhuhurse ahahall thehehe tihihime!” Simon pointed out, struggling to get his words out through the desperate laughter pouring out of him.

“Yes, but I’m your father,” his dad reminded him. “I’m allowed to.”

Simon knew his father didn’t truly care about the cursing, as he had done so a million times in front of his parents before. He used to do this when he was little too, chasing him around the house and making up fake crimes that he needed to be “punished for”. Simon would always protest, but he never truly minded. He knew it was just his dad’s way of making him happy.

Even now, choking over strangled giggles, Simon couldn’t help but feel nostalgia warm his chest, a grin forming on his features that had little to do with the tickling. Despite everything, this was helping.

His dad knew he had his limits however. After a couple more minutes he backed off, allowing the boy a moment to breathe, which Simon did, in grateful gulps. Leftover giggles spilled from his lips, and his nerves sang with phantom sensation.

“That was not nice,” he said, glaring up at him though there was no venom behind his gaze.

His dad smiled, and in that one gesture was the love collected over seventeen years of Simon’s life. “Do you wanna try again?”

Simon looked back at his dad, the man who loved him despite everything, despite his appearance, despite his habits, despite anything that the world could throw at him. Maybe he wouldn’t tell his dad he was gay now. But when he did, he knew he would be ready for it. And for the first time in a long time, Simon wasn’t scared. 

He smiled back.

“Yeah. I think that would be alright.”

[fluffymcu]

I love you (Sebastian Stan x reader)

A/n: I am in such!!!! a Sebastian mood. This man is my everything I’m in love with him 🥺

Summary: Sebastian is determined to tickle the crap out of you when your dog isn’t around to protect you. Idk I’m bad at summaries :/

Warnings: none? Maybe slight kissing?

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You enter the living room and find Seb on the couch watching tv. He had the volume low because you were taking a nap. But now you were up and energized and ready to hang with your hubby. You sneak up on him and you wrap your arms around his neck from behind the couch.

“Hey chubby dumpling!” You greet, Seb blushing at the nickname you always called him, making you laugh.

“Hey.” He mumbles, rubbing his temple with his thumb and forefinger as he blushes.

You round the couch to sit down next to him, one leg crossed under the other, you and his knee touching.

“How was your nap?” He asks sweetly. You continue to make conversation for the next 20 minutes, laughing and talking about plans you need to take care of, until eventually it leads to Seb peppering kisses around you face, slowly leading down to your neck. As soon as his lips found themselves on the sensitive spot, you burst out in giggles, just like he knew you would.

“Seb! Stohohop you know that tihihickles!” You whined, trying to squeeze his head out.

Seb chuckled and reached out to taser your sides making you scream. “Ahh! Seb stohohop!” With his fingers in your sides and his beard scratching at your neck, the feeling was unbearable.

Sebastian then decides to be cheeky and playfully bite your neck. You squeal and slap at his chest. “Ohohow! You’re a jeheherk!” Just then, your labradoodle waltzed into the living room and saw your desperate state.

The curly haired dog lets out a short bark, startling Sebastian. He finally stops his antics and you take the opportunity to scoot away from him, still giggling. “Jesus!” He huffs, looking at your dog warily while your dog does the same. “See, this is why I don’t like your dog.”

You giggle and turn your attention to your giant puppy. “Stinky boy! Come here!” You coo, hugging him when he jumps on your lap. You lean closer to him and whisper. “Good boy.”

Sebastian hears this and narrows his eyes at you making you laugh. “Don’t think I’m done with you. I’ll get you soon. He can’t always be here to protect you.” He sang. You giggled and held Stinky Boy tighter in your arms and poked Seb’s stomach with your toe.

“Stinky Boy is a good dog. You need to start showing him some love. Just like I love Betty.” You say, running your hands through his fur.

“Well, because.. Betty is better. She’s sweet and-“

“Stinky Boy’s sweet!”

“Yeah well, he’s sweet to you, but whenever I get close to you he barks at me. Betty doesn’t do that, she loves you.” He said as he pointed at his dog who was taking a nap on her bed.

“Stinky loves you too.” You smile, carrying him closer to Seb to try and hand him over, but as soon as she puts him too close to Seb, he barks, startling Sebastian again.

“Ugh, see?!” He waves his arms as you pull Stinky back into your arms and laugh. “He doesn’t like me when I’m around you.” He whines.

“Well, maybe if you spent more time with him, he’d see you as a master too.” You smiled. Seb quickly shook his head and raised his hands in defense.

“No thank you. That’s why I got Betty. She loves me and that’s all I need.” He smiled. You rolled your eyes and sighed, getting up from the couch still holding Stinky Boy in your arms.

“Ok well, I’m gonna go take a shower and I’m taking Stinky with me and I will always have him around me for the rest of the day.” You sassed, sticking your tongue out at him.

Seb smirked and shook his head. “I doubt that. You can’t keep him by your side all day, he’s gonna have to leave you alone eventually. And when that happens... I’ll be there.” He teased, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You pursed your lips as your face heated up and you marched to your shared bedroom, leaving Sebastian to chuckle.

It had been about 2 hours since you showered and you’ve managed to keep Stinky by your side. Every time Sebastian would walk into a room, you would call Stinky to your side and you’d hug him tightly. Every time that’d happen, Seb would clench his jaw and and looked at you mischievously. He wasn’t going to give up that easy.

Stinky Boy had to go pee so instead of just letting him out and risk being caught alone, you had to go outside with him.

“Okay Stinky, go potty!” You pointed out to the backyard, the dog quickly running out into the bushes to do his buisiness. Little did you know, Sebastian had quietly gone out to the patio and was creeping up behind you.

A second later, you were snatched up from your feet and you let out a surprised scream. Seb laughed as he quickly took you inside, making sure to close the door so Stinky wouldn’t come in. “Nohohoho!” You giggled desperately as he threw you on the couch and straddled your waist.

Seb was laughing along with you as he grabbed your wrists and held them to his chest. “2 hours. For 2 hours you had me waiting for you to be alone. You know that?” He teased and wasted no time before digging into your belly.

Letting out a scream, you pulled and pulled to get your hands out of his grip but it was futile. “Stahahahap! It tihihihickles!!” You squealed, squirming around as much as you could.

“Huhhh I would hope so! That is why I’m doing this after all.” He teased, pulling a goofy face. He moved closer to your sides, settling in digging in between your ribs, making you cackle.

“NAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAP!!! SEHEHEB STOHOP IHIHIT!” You screamed out, trying again to pull your arms out of his grip.

Seb only laughed and held your wrists tighter. “You can’t get out. You’re just gonna have to deal with it.” He smirked, quickly switching between one armpit and the other. It was driving you insane.

He then brought your wrists down a bit so he could lean down and blow a raspberry on your neck. You squealed and melted into the couch, wishing you could get out of his hold to at least fight back. “PLEHEHEHEASE I CAHAHANT!” You were shaking your head side to side as he scooted down a bit to squeeze your thighs.

“Ohoho, it tickles, doesn’t it?” He teased, forming his hands in a fist and tasing his knuckles in the middle of your thighs. It was the most unbearable thing ever!

You shrieked, convulsing on the couch and you burst into hysterics, violently kicking your legs as much as you could with his weight on you. Sebastian also burst out into laughter at your reaction and gave you a break, but not before blowing an abnormally ticklish raspberry on your belly button.

You were now officially a puddle of giggly laughter as Sebastian got off of you and sat next to you on the couch chuckling. “That was fun.” He sighed. You scoffed and threw a pillow at him which he easily caught with a laugh.

“Nohot for me!” You giggled.

“Oh come on, Admit it. You had fun. You were laughin’ the whole time.” He smirked.

“Oh my god, you’re such a jerk!” You laughed, pushing at his shoulder with your foot. He smiled, grabbing your foot and scribbling his fingers on your soles. “Okayokayokay stohop!” You quickly squealed, pulling your foot away. Seb chuckled and stretched his hand out to help you up. You took his hand as he helped you sit up and you took a minute to catch your breath.

After a few moments, Seb grabs your legs to pull you closer to him and he positions you where you’re sitting on his lap. He then wraps his arm around you in a hug and kisses the top of your head, then your forehead, and just before he lands in your lips, you bring your finger up to stop him.

He furrows his eyebrows slightly as he looks at you. “Kiss?” He pleads. You smirk and look at him thoughtfully, giving the impression that you’re gonna give in, but you’re not

“Let the dog back in first.” You smirk. Seb audibly sighs and rolls his eyes before getting up and letting Stinky back in. He immediately runs in and jumps with you in the couch. Seb comes back in a second later and sees you cuddling.

“See! Now I can’t do anything because your dog is here. And he’ll attack me if I try anything.” He throws his hands up in mild frustration. You giggle at his frustrated state and just shrug.

“Well, Stinky Boy wants to cuddle with me too. Right baby?” You coo at your dog, who’s looking as happy as can be. Seb rolls his eyes and puts his hands on his hips. After a few moments, you set Stinky down off the couch and lead him to the bedroom where you close him in, then coming back to the living room and throwing yourself in the couch. “Alright, Chubby, come on.” You wave to Sebastian, inviting him back in the couch.

Seb’s facial expression brightens up as he sees Stinky is gone and he grins, taking his place on the couch and taking you back in his arms, peppering your face with kisses again before finally landing on your lips. “I love you. Very very much.” He says, smiling fondly.

“I love you too, Chubby.” You giggle.

[alitaimagines]

“Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight. won't somebody help me chase the shadows away? Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight. Take me through the darkness to the break of the day.”

character: tokoyami fumikage - MY HERO ACADEMIA

note: would you guys want a continuation of my Levi imagines?? bc I wanna write more i just don’t wanna write it if no one is interested in it. also this imagine has a lot of timeskips but they’re needed. I know some things don’t align like they do in the anime/manga but bare with me here. 

“guys, where are we going?” you asked Mina and Uraraka as they giggled, “somewhere! just relax, it’s not like we’re going to kill you or anything!” Mina managed to say through her excitement. 

you sighed as they continued to drive to the destination. they had taken you out all day, on some kind of girls trip, and still hadn’t told you the reason why they began this trip in the first place. 

“Fumi is going freak out that I’m not back at the dorms yet,” you pleaded, “Fumi not so much but Dark Shadow will and you guys won’t be the one dealing with it.” 

Mina shook her head, “Dark Shadow will be fine! just be quiet and we’ll be to our last destination soon,” she said indicating that she wasn’t going to explain anymore. 

“trust us, you’re going to be shocked,” Uraraka said trying to calm you down, “we just need to get there in one piece.” 

-

you, Bakugou, and Kirishima sat together as you laughed at Bakugou screaming at Kirishima for something, “looks like someone keeps staring at you, ( your name ),” Kirishima whispered as you gave him a look. 

“Kirishima, stop it,” you replied before trying to look at who he was talking about, “it’s true. bird brain over there hasn’t been subtle about it,” you instantly knew who they were talking about. 

Tokoyami watched as you talked to your two closest friends with mild annoyance. ever since the three of you got paired up for a project very early on the year, it was like all of you became a pact of three. it was an odd pairing but in some way, all of you evened each other out.

“Tokoyami? is that who you’re talking about?” you asked as as they both nodded, “huh,” you murmured before turning around to see if they were right. 

he instantly turned around to continue talking to Jirou and Todoroki, “oh god, you like her,” Jirou said realizing his eye trajectory, “and you’re jealous!” Kaminari put in. 

Tokoyami's eye twitched, “now which one are you jealous of? Bakubro or Kiri?” Tokoyami summoned Dark Shadow to smack Kaminari across the room which he did successfully. 

you looked to see your yellow haired friend groaning, “Kami? what the hell happened?” you tried to say over the laughter, “Tokoyami happened,” he muttered as you turned to look at the raven who was now trying to hide himself behind his uniform jacket. 

“good job Tokoyami!” you told him, giving him a bright smile, “ohoho, you got it bad,” Jirou whispered as Ojiro agreed, “you’re all red in the face,” Todoroki added in flatly. 

“shut up!” he screamed as Aizawa finally walked in, “that’s funny but you might want to hurry up on that crush before one of the two boys takes her,” Jirou mentioned a little more seriously, “and I get the feeling it’s going to be Kirishima.” 

Tokoyami watched as you sat next to the red haired boy and started whispering to him. he knew the two of you were close but with Jirou’s warning, he started feeling that it might’ve been a little closer than he thought. 

Friday nights were usually reserved for relaxing and that meant video or board games. Mina and Kaminari usually picked Mario Kart or Smash Bros but this evening, they decided on Just Dance. 

“seriously? do you know that half of these clowns don’t even know how to dance?” you and Jirou mentioned as Bakugou scoffed, “keep for yourself,” he retorted making you laugh, “yeah, I think you’re probably the worst one here,” you kept antagonizing. 

he shot you a dirty look, “come on guys, who’s first?” Kaminari mentioned as he clicked through the music, “( your name ), you’ve been talking a lot of shit, go first,” Bakugou offered as you growled. 

“can’t, I’m eating popcorn,” you mumbled through a mouthful of popcorn, “the napkins are right there!” he exclaimed as you sighed loudly, “Tokoyami, can you tie my hair, I don’t want to get my scrunchie dirty,” you asked as you motioned to the scrunchie next to him. 

Jirou gave him a look as he grabbed the grey hair tie. he grabbed your hair and messily put it into a ponytail as you wiped your hands. you grabbed the remote from Kaminari’s hand as you played ‘Gimme More by Brittany Spears. 

you stood in front of the TV as Bakugou waited for you to royally mess up. you on the other hand knew you had the upper hand. those times singing and dancing in the shower had to pay off eventually. 

“looks like you’re wrong,” Kaminari muttered as a few of the boys stared at you. Tokoyami’s mouth hung a little open as he tried to contain his drool. you weren’t doing anything 

Izuku looked over to him before leaning over to close his mouth. Izuku and the few other boys who weren’t staring at you like you were a piece of meat tried to hold in their laugh. they wondered how a game for kids ended up with half of 1-A drooling. 

once the song ended, you looked over to Bakugou, “your turn, Katsuki,” you said smugly as you dropped yourself on the couch to catch your breath. you watched as Katsuki tried to pick one of the easier songs on the list, “no sweetie, I went medium. you’re going medium,” you threatened as he started to lowly curse you out.  

“good job,” Tokoyami complimented as you gave him a tired smile, “thanks! you should go up with me in a few songs!” you asked as he shook his head no, “come on, it’s fun! we can do an easy song if you aren’t a dancer,” you pleaded. 

he sighed before nodding, he couldn’t tell you no. 

you left a few people go before asking for the remote. you scrolled through the music choices before picking ‘One, Two Step’ by Ciara. it looked like a fairly easy song for the man in the game. 

you gave Tokoyami an encouraging smile as the song started. Jirou couldn’t help but be impressed by your confidence. she knew the song would go straight over Tokoyami’s head but you knew exactly what you were doing. 

halfway through the song, you had a three second break as you gave Tokoyami a soft smile. Tokoyami felt his heart stop but got screamed at because he was going to ruin his score. 

after the song finished, you held onto Tokoyami’s shoulder as Mina and Jirou clapped, “that was awesome! Tokoyami, I didn’t know you danced!” Mina exclaimed as he muttered that he didn’t. 

“maybe he’s just a better dancer with me,” you smirked before taking a sip of water. 

-

you were running through the forest with Shoji and Midoriya as the three of you tried to get to Bakugou and Todoroki. you were trying to make sure Midoriya was okay and weren’t hearing what they were talking about until Tokoyami’s name came up.

“wait, what’s going?” you yelled to Shoji as they both gave you a concerning look, “Tokoyami, he lost control of his quirk. it’s too dark and he can’t handle it,” your eyes widened as you tried to comprehend what he was saying. 

you looked at Shoji before seeing Tokoyami engulfed by Dark Shadow, “TOKOYAMI, NO! TRY TO GET HIM TO LISTEN!” you screamed as Shoji stiffened, “no! you can upset Dark Shadow even more!” he yelled back. 

“GET HER OUT OF HERE!” Tokoyami screamed as you shook your head no, “TOKOYAMI, I’M NOT LEAVING YOU HERE! SHOJI AND I CAN HELP YOU!” you yelled back. 

Dark Shadow heard your voice and went towards you, making you jump behind Shoji in fright. Tokoyami, although he was blinded by Dark Shadow, just felt that you were terrified of him and broke his heart even more than it already was.  

you felt tears prickling your eyes as you watched Tokoyami fight himself for control. you stood next to Shoji as Midoriya was explaining some kind of plan to get Tokoyami to the light. 

“Fumikage, please!” you screamed as all of you ran towards the other boys. Todoroki immediately realized the situation, “GRAB HER!” Shoji screamed to him as he pointed at you. 

you felt Todoroki grab you as he held you back, “TODOROKI, STOP IT! LET ME GO! PLEASE!” you screamed as you watched Dark Shadow get closer and closer to Shoji and Midoriya before slamming Moonfish against the tree. 

“NOT ENOUGH, IT’S NOT ENOUGH!” Dark Shadow screamed as you tried to give him one more chance to calm himself down, “FUMI, YES IT IS! IT IS ENOUGH, YOU CAN STOP, IT’S OKAY! WE’RE ALL OKAY! I’M OKAY! SHOJI IS OKAY! MIDORYA, BAKUGOU, AND TODOROKI ARE TOO!” you yelled as Bakugou and Todoroki let out their quirks to reel Tokoyami in.

once Tokoyami fell to the ground and Todoroki felt it was safe enough to let you go, you immediately ran to him as he coughed up a storm. Shoji knew right now was not the time to let you be lovey dovey with Tokoyami but figured the two of you were strong enough be by yourselves. 

you grabbed Tokoyami as soon as he was fine and held him, “are you okay?” you breathed as he nodded, “I’m fine, I’m more worried about you right now,” he muttered as you shook your head. 

“I’m okay, I was behind Shoji making sure Midoriya was okay,” you admitted still hugging him, “I saw you, scared, are you sure you’re okay?” he asked again as you nodded to reassure him. 

you grabbed the boy by the beak and gave it a peck, “lets go! we can’t stay here too long!” you grabbed his hand before running in the direction Todoroki, Midoriya, and Bakugou went.

-

you were nervously talking to Nejire as she gave you words of encouragement. you had signed up for the beauty pageant for the festival, unbeknownst to the class excluding Momo, and you wanted to surprise all of them. 

all of you were instructed to stand in a line as they would call all of you out one by one. you were being called last as they had the first years towards the end of the line. 

“is your boyfriend going to be in the crowd?” Nejire asked as you nodded, “yeah, I think he’s coming with Mirio and Deku so I think he’ll be in the front of the stage.” 

she giggled at your flustered state, “that’s adorable, I’m sure he’s going to be surprised at how great you look,” before you could respond, Nejire was called up. 

you gave yourself one final pep talk before receiving a good luck message from Momo. she had helped you with the entire surprise as she was there to give you fashion advice the entire time. 

“NOW GIVE IT UP FROM THE HERO COURSE FROM CLASS 1-A!” 

you walked out from the back as Present Mic screamed your name. you waved at the class. the entire class stared at you with a bewildered look. Tokoyami had fully stopped functioning as he watched you twirl in that beautiful dress before going to the line of girls. 

“you knew and didn’t tell us!” Midoriya screamed to the bird as he shook his head, “I had no idea!” he replied as came up to the mic for the first round of questions. 

your quirk was flashy, a lot more flashy than some of the other quirks that the girls had and if he was being truthful, he knew you could’ve dragged all the girls to filth if you really wanted too. 

after your first round of questions was finished, you made your way to the back and upon arriving, you noticed your very flustered boyfriend standing and giving you an accusatory look. 

you gave him a sheepish smile, “hey Fumi,” you whispered as he sighed, “why didn’t you tell me?” he asked as he took in your outfit.

you were wearing a dark purple dress with a crimson colored necklace, “I wanted to surprise the class? give us more leverage against the other first years?” you said more in a question than a response. 

he sighed as you gave him a peck on the beak, “plus, it’ll give me bragging rights if I even make the top five,” Tokoyami pin-pointed your pettyness and laughed, “bragging rights against who?” you shushed him with another peck on the beak. 

“hey, the first years are up! might want to say your goodbyes!” Nejire warned as you nodded, “I’ll see you after! love you Fumi!” you exclaimed before running in the direction that Kendou was going too. 

-

Mina and Uraraka finally stopped at a beach. you were more than exhausted already but you knew that if you didn’t continue on with their shenanigans, they were going to pout for says. 

“guys, we really should be getting back to U.A. you know we graduate in a few weeks, right?” you mentioned as they nodded, “which makes this surprise all the better!” Uraraka exclaimed. 

you sighed as they tried not to say anything more. you noticed a few things laid across the sand as they walked you to the middle of an X. 

“are you guys serious?” you sighed as they told you to be quiet and close your eyes.

doing what they told you to do, you shut your eyes before feeling someone turn you around. you heard commotion before hearing someone tell you to finally open your eyes. 

you immediately seen Tokoyami down on one knee, holding a ring that looked like an engagement ring. 

“my love, with our careers being just outside our window, I felt as though these last few days have very eye opening. we are on the path of becoming heroes and with that comes change. I wanted to give you this ring as a promise that you’ll always be my number one. this is not our engagement but a promise that we will get there one day. would you take this ring as a promise to stick by my side?” 

you felt tears prickling down your face as you nodded yes. 

“I love you,” you whispered as you buried your head in his neck, “I love you too, my beautiful feather.” 

ALITA

[puppy-the-mask]

I like to imagine what it’d be like if the cast of TMNE fell into one of those anti-harem fics. Like how some of them introduce the horror Bros a little later- but they end up pulling Mutt, Rant, Mimic, and their Cat- who were all peacefully cuddling and enjoying their lives thank you very much.

They wake up in the woods, the cat runs off and the three of them chase after it- which is really a sight to see considering the brothers sleep half naked (thank the stars mutt was in that much) and mimic is wearing Mutt’s hoodie (which makes it look like they don’t have pants even if they do) .Rant is teleporting ahead, Mutt is running after, and Mimic is struggling to keep up (they also grabbed the blanket cause someone has to). They end up lost and separated in the lodge’s backyard forest area- mimic gets caught in one of the traps that the guys somehow just phase through like they’re nothing- now they’re stuck in a net trap- but it’s okay because Mutt’s bad habits are coming in clutch! He never empties his fucking pockets, so mimic fishes out a pocketknife and cuts through the rope. The guys meanwhile are also separated from each other and encountering alternates- they did get the cat and hopefully now some clothes XD. Mimic finds the lodge a little while after AnX decides to ask for help/if they’ve seen her boys. She encounters the antagonist :)

I like to think that Mimic is the alternate to the MC, except that mimic is exactly like the Antag would try to make the Mc look- an aggressive punk. So mimic, who’s had a long day and just wants to reunite with her boyfriends and go home, meets this random lady in the backyard and is like ‘hey so me and my boyfriends woke up in the forest and got lost- any idea how something like that could happen?/Have you seen my loveable goons???’ Except mimic doesn’t get that far because bitchface McGee takes one look at them and starts calling names. Mimic is in shock and then cuts her off like ‘are you done? Cool cause I just wanted to know if you’d seen my boyfriends but if you’re gonna be a bitch about it then I’ll be on my way’ things escalate almost to a fight (with one of the skeletons, not antagonist- she’d never get her own hands dirty) before mimic decides that it’s not worth it and walks back into the forest with a couple scathing remarks to keep looking for the brothers.

When they eventually reunite Mutt goes from ‘serious ex-guard captain’ to fussing over Mimic and apologizing for leaving them behind because in the moment he didn’t realize they were falling behind and should have picked them up and carried them to make sure they didn’t get lost 🥺 mimic is both melting at how sweet that is and chucking cause it’s so over the top and unnecessary. They knew that the two of them would find them eventually ^w^

But if I did throw them into an anti-harem It wouldn’t last long. Mutt has a problem with sleeping and even when he manages to pass out it’s easy to wake him up- but in a new place full of people they don’t know along with the antagonist who gives of horrid vibes? He’s staying up and watching over the other two. He’d definitely be investigating shit (with the other two) and I give it a week tops before he has enough evidence against antag to present to the lodge that she’s a liar and a cheat. Before that though mimic would not hesitate to call her out on any threats or harassment- antag pulls them aside and says she’ll ruin their life while digging her nails into their arm? Ohoho honey, mimic is broadcasting their voice with a ‘Did You Just THREATEN Me?’ Or repeating her threat like ‘I’m sorry you’ll WHAT!?’ They cause a scene and immediately let everyone know the kinds shit she’s talking. If she tells mimic and insult then they fire back with another or remark about their broken relationship like ‘you should cut back on the sweets’ ‘… how was that present you threw out the other day?’ Or ‘when was the last time you had a date that wasn’t a thinly veiled shopping spree? Couldn’t be me’ these three are Theater Majors, do not test them. Rant rebuffs all her advances HARD- like he’d insult her, her unstable ‘relationship’, and then laugh in her face- ‘there’s no way she thought she met my standards, omg that’s priceless- a bitch really thought.’ Mutt just straigh up shuts her down and tells her not to touch him- if she puts a hand on one of the three OR the other mutt then he will Loudly (once again- voice projection is one of the greatest tools in an actor’s arsenal) lecture her about sexual harassment.

[ticklykitty216]

Hmm... how about Colt being cocky and annoying and Shelly decides to knock him down a peg w/ tickles?

(This one has also been sitting in my ask box for a while, sorry I always take so long to write these drabbles. Inspiration takes a while to strike but when it does, HOO BOI, it strikes hard and fast-)

(Once again it took a little bit to actually get to the tickling part, if you wanna skip straight to it just look for the “ ** ” under the cut, I also made the word next to the ** Bold so it’ll be easy to find, I’ll edit my other drabble to have this as well-)

***

Colt and Shelly were walking back to their shared house, they’d just finished a match in Bounty and the walk would’ve been relatively peaceful. If it weren’t for the fact that Colt wouldn’t shut his trap about the match.

“Shelly, did you see the look on Carl’s face when he used his Hook Gadget into our bush?!” Colt said, he had his arms back behind his head and was walking backwards, facing Shelly as he walked “Yes, Colt, I saw it. I was standing right next to you when it happened...” Shelly said, she was trying to keep her tone light but he was slowly starting to get on her nerves “Oh my god, the sound that came out of him when I used my super on him, priceless!” Colt said turning back around.

And it was like that the whole way to their house, Colt had also talked about his earlier matches, before he was teamed with Shelly, and how he’d practically carried his teams to victory.

“Ohoho man, you should’ve been there Shelly! I had 12 gems in Gem Grab and Edgar had jumped at me, but he missed his jump! I unloaded all of my super into him, turned that edgy teen into swiss cheese!” Colt said and slapped his knee as he stood in their living room.

“Colt.” Shelly said, turning towards him, her jaw was tense and she balled her hands into fists “Yeah Shells?” Colt responded and looked up at her “Could you shut up for more than 10 minutes?!” Shelly hissed out at him “You were talking the whole way back from the arena when I’d told you I wanted peace and quiet!” Shelly yelled. Colt opened his mouth to protest when he suddenly remembered that Shelly had asked him to be quiet when they first left the arena.

“Oh... Sorry Shell, I just got so excited about my wins.” Colt said and ran and hand through his slicked back hair “You know how it is hon~” Colt said and winked and smirked at her. Shelly couldn’t help the flush that appeared on her cheeks when Colt gave her THAT look, it always gave her butterflies in her stomach when he did that, ‘stupid Colt!’ Shelly thought.

“You know, normally I’d let that slide if it happened once or twice a week, but you’ve been doing this for almost a month straight!” Shelly said and Colt’s smug façade dropped faster than a rock in water “Has it really been almost a month already?” Colt said giving a questioning look, “YES!” Shelly yelled, exasperated by Colt’s ignorance and forgetfulness. “For almost a month straight you’ve been bragging about your wins! And! If you don’t win, you whine to me about how it “Wasn’t fair!” and how “I should’ve won that game!”” Shelly finished, throwing her hands in the air for emphasis.

“I really should’ve won that Brawl Ball match...” Colt mumbled, crossing his arms and pouting slightly and Shelly could feel her blood beginning to boil “You’re missing the point Colt! I’m tired of you bragging all the time!” Shelly said, taking a step towards Colt, and he in turned took a step back “C’mon Shelly! If you were as cool as me you’d wanna brag about you’re victories as well!” Colt said and he did that thing again with his hair and the smirk.

** Shelly was done. She let out a roar and charged at Colt, his face dropped and he let out a loud girly scream and turned tail. They did a few laps around the living room, 2 laps in the kitchen and did another lap around the living room. Colt jumped and tried to scramble over a reclining chair, but Shelly took a flying leap at him and crashed into him in the chair. The force from Shelly leaping onto Colt actually knocked them both out of the chair (Also tipping it over) and onto the floor.

“Sh-Shelly wait!” Colt cried out as Shelly straddled his waist and pinned his hands down to the side of his head. “Colt I have had it with you!” Shelly growled at him, in a last desperate attempt to try and charm his way out of the situation Colt put on a suave look “Shelly, had I’d know you wanted to get so close to me, we could’ve just taken this to the bedroom!~” Colt said and winked. Shelly spluttered and her face turned beet red, she growled and raised her face and aimed it straight for Colt’s face. Colt’s eyes widened before he raised his now free hand to cover his face “NOT THE FACE!!” He cried out.

Shelly had been a hair’s width away from bringing her fist down onto his face, but a devious little idea crept into her head, nothing hurt Colt more than a bruised ego. Shelly brought her fist down and a chuckled escaped her lips. Colt cracked an eye open and looked at her “W-What are you laughing about...?” Colt asked hesitantly “You’ve been bragging about your victories all month,” Shelly said “Now? It’s my turn to gloat.” She finished as her had clawed at Colt’s exposed side.

“Wait, whaahahahat?!” Colt said and he felt his stomach drop “Wahahait! Wait! Shehehehelly! Not this! NOHOHOHOT THIS!!” Colt’s voice rose in desperation as Shelly started wiggle her fingers into Colt’s side “What’s wrong? Not so hot now are ya big guy!” Shelly taunted. She quickly let go of Colt’s wrist to get her other hand down to his side as well.

“SHEHEHEHEHELLY!! SHELLY NOHOHOHO PLEHEHEHEASE!!” Colt said and tried to pry her strong hands off of his sides “NOHOHO TIHIHIHICKLING!!!” Colt cried out. “Why not? Are you too tickle, tickle, ticklish to handle it?” Shelly teased and let her right hand spider over his stomach while her left started to go up his side to his ribs. Colt squawked and started to kick his legs violently, and his cheeks turned bright red “SHUHUHUHUT UHUHUHUP!” Colt yelled.

“You,” Shelly said quickly pulling the hem of Colt’s shirt up “Are in NO position to tell ME to shut up!” Shelly said and let her fingers dig into Colt’s now exposed stomach. “SHEHEHEHELL! HAHAHAHA NOHOHOHO!!” Colt laughed out as he wiggled fiercely from side to side trying to shake her off of him “SHEHEHELLY STOHOHOHOP! PLEHEHEHEHEASE!!” He begged “Why should I stop?” Shelly asked. She quickly shoved her hands up to his ribs and Colt squeal and hit the back of his head into the floor “NOHOHO! NO NOHOHOT THEHEHEHERE!!” Colt cried “Not where? Here? Are you ticklish here?” teased Shelly as she used her nails to gently scratch at Colt’s sensitive ribs.

Colt started going wild. Colt started to thrash and and squirm violently and howled with laughter. SHEHEHEHELLY! STOHOHOHOP! IHIHIHI- HAHAHAH- IHIHIHIHI’M SEHE- HAHAHAHAHA-” Colt lost his words as Shelly started to drill her thumbs between his ribs “SHELLY! NOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Colt tried to push her hands away, and when that didn’t work he tried to push her away by her shoulders, but he was losing his strength quickly.

“Sorry Colt, I couldn’t hear what you were saying, could you try saying it again more clearly?” Shelly snickered down as she saw the murderous look Colt gave her “You know, I’d honestly prefer to hear you laugh over you gloating about your victories...” Shelly said idly, hoping he’d finally get some sense into him to take a hint.

“SHEHEHEHELLY STOP! STOHOHOHOP PLEHEHEASE!” cackled Colt, he grabbed Shelly’s wrists and managed to move the down to his sides and hips. “Hmm...” Shelly went, in mock consideration “I might stop,” she said and looked down at him from the side “IF, you promise to stop bragging and shoving your victories into other people faces!” she said and Colt gave a startled look “WHAHAHAT?!” he cackled out “You heard me.” Shelly said and drilled her thumbs straight into the hollow of his hips.

Colt let out a startled snort at the new sensation and shook his head back and forth, and for a hot second he just let himself laugh as he was tickled, before he finally yelled, “FIHIHIHINE! I’LL STOHOHOHOP BRAHAHAHAGGING!!” he shrieked “JUHUHUHUST STOHOHOP T-T-TIHIHIHICKLING MEHEHE!!” he cried out.

Shelly quickly retracted her hands from him, a smug smirk found it’s way onto her face “You promise?” Shelly asked. Colt laid there and panted for a second as giggles and cackled came out of him. Shelly leaned over him with her fingers posed and wiggling over his stomach “You promise?” she repeated. Colt squeaked and cover his belly with his arms “YEHEHES! YES YES! IHIHIHI PROMISE!” he squealed out. “Shake on it Sheriff, make it official!” Shelly said as she got off of him, it was both a handshake and helping hand.

Colt glared at her hand before he took her hand in his own, gave it a quick shake before Shelly hefted him up to his feet. His hair was a mess and was sticking out in places, he curled up slightly while standing to hold his stomach and sides “Yohohou, you are a cruhuhuhuel woman...” he said “And you’re an annoying asshole, but honestly I’d say we’re even after this.” Shelly said with a shrug. “Oh, and I’ll be holding you to you’re promise, if you break it, I won’t hesitate.” Shelly said and took a single step forwards towards him and wiggled her fingers in his direction. Colt recoiled and another peal of giggles fell out of him “Nohohoho! Stohohop! I cahahan still fehehehel you’re fihihingers ohohon mehehe!”

Shelly snorted and turned away from him “Like I said I’ll be holding you to your promise!” Shelly called behind her as she dipped around the corner to walk into her room. Colt scowled and glared after her, before a defeated sigh escaped him, and he ran his fingers through his messy hair “I hate you...” He pouted and walked down the same corridor passed Shelly’s room to his own room.

He didn’t mean what he said, he was just salty he’d lost the match.

[errthel]

Four, just Four

This is the fourth installment of my fanfiction that is twisted (hehe) from @tri3tri 's Second Wife AU, Tempest.

I have reached peak procrastination, and will continue ignoring my requirements until I have no choice than to do them, don't be like me, I have really bad habits.

To Florius, it was the first time in his immortal life that he was ever startles by a mere question. His golden eyes moved over to the freshman, he had a relaxed aura around him but his (e/c) eyes had lost it's glow making him look eerie.

"Hm... what do you want to know, surely you aren't interested in everything?" Florius' curiosity for the freshman had peaked even further and he was very much getting more interested in him

"Yeah you're right Florius-senpai, I wanna know who rule the Valley of Thorns." quick and calm

"It's a monarchy, like most kingdoms in Twisted Wonderland. The ruling family is the Draconia family and they're direct descendants of Maleficent."

"Maleficent?"

"One powerhouse of a magician she's one of the top five magicians in all of the lands."

"Is that so? Then did she use to rule over the Valley of Thorns?"

"Yeah, it's now passed down to her grandson, Malleus Draconia, he's also a part of the top five."

"Malleus..." Lucien felt an overwhelming amount of pressure when the name rolled off his lips

"Mhm, well right now the family has I think at least six members. Maleficent, Malleus, Malleus's parents, his concubine, Bellatrix and their son the heir, Victor..."

"A concubine? What about the queen?" Lucien said getting more interested in the royal family of the Valley of Thorns

"Well yeah, there is a queen, no one really knows anything about her though, not her name or what she looks like, nothing. Malleus seems keen on keeping the queen inside of the Valley of Thorns."

"Do they have any children?"

"Hm... now that I think about it, there are rumors that they have two daughters, one leading their military and the other leading magic studies. But it's weird, those two girls are older than the heir, they don't discriminate the gender of the heir in the Valley of Thorns, I wonder if anything happened."

"I see... then, thank you Florius-senpai, I will be going now..." Lucien said before walking back to his cottage

"I don't know why, but he seems a bit familiar... must be my memories getting mixed up, I am starting to get older after all..."

~

Lucien walked to his cottage in deep thought, he felt like he had spent an eternity to get there.

Malleus Draconia.

He remembers his grandmother wheezing that name after her nightmarish vision.

Is that person supposed to be his father? A sick psycho? One who just couldn't let go of an obviously hurting person? His behaviour is akin to that of a zoo keeper ignoring the sick animals.

Lucien couldn't take it, he wanted to do something, but being patient is a virtue, he should formulate a plan to get them out of that cage. He just regrets his stupidity when he forced himself to forget what his family looked like.

He sighs.

It seems he has to take things into his own hands.

~

The gloomy atmosphere of breakfast spoiled her appetite. Sitting beside her sister, who seemed like she was about to die of boredom. Infront of her was her father's concubine and infront of her sister was their half-brother, deeming them boring, the black haired lady looked over to one side of the long table and a monotonous scene greeted her eyes. Her father, in all his glory just staring off into the distance, he had barely touched his food and she was sure it was already ice cold.

"Renata, your mother didn't come down for breakfast."

Renata perked up when she heard her father mutter those words before she relaxed a bit and took a bite of her food.

After chewing for a painstakingly long time, she said "I don't know what is happening with mother, because it seems like someone is preventing me from meeting her." her response was as sharp as a whip as she glanced at the lime green haired guard beside her father

She heard the chair beside he screech indicating that her sister had had enough boredom and was ready to just leave.

"True, how can we know what mother does when some ridiculous person prevents us from even saying a hello. It's been like that for a few days, dear Father." hidden malice dripped from Sherry's mouth as she walked to the door of the dining room

Renate followed closely having enough of the sour soup that was served and shut the door with force.

"Waka-sama! Those two are getting out of hand, you should try to punish them." the lime green haired guard said in a small harsh whisper

"Now, now, Sebek, they are rather tame today. Also Victor, we are truly sorry for requesting for you to have breakfast here when you have just started out classes at Night Raven College. We'll prepare a mirror immediately." the deep polite words of the ancient being eased the people in the room

"Mhm."

"I am sorry, Lillia-sama!"

The ruby eyed Fae looked off into the open window. He sighs, he had a feeling that a great storm would pass over soon.

The two sisters walked synchronized, each carrying malice towards the king. They separated ways and left to their respective posts.

The lime green haired guard's gaze hardened, those two girls! They don't act like the princesses they were supposed to be. He knew that that woman was the worst person his lord could have children with, their children are uncooperative and rude.

The concubine bade her son good bye as he was escorted to a mirror leading to Night Raven College, she held a small smile in her youthful face, proud that her son was chosen to go to Night Raven College, just a bit angry that he was sorted into Pomefiore and not Diasomnia.

The heir clenched his teeth together, even when he was there, his father only talked to his daughters! What was the point of him being there?! Just an afterthought? No, he was done being an afterthought.

The king stayed silent before he sighed. It had been ten years since he got his wife and children back, they had tantrums even worse than this, but why does he have a sickening feeling like it's starting to get worse than this.

~

Lucien's lessons were surprisingly easy for him to comprehend, sure it had been only a week, but he was sure that he could survive. But one thing he wasn't so sure about was money. He wasn't able to find a place to convert his money to madols so he was basically broke. He wasn't so sure on how to gain money though.

Lucien walked around the campus after school to try to rack his brain for ways to get money.

Sell stuff? No, the school already has a school store.

Try to become a servant to one of these princes? No, he's very used to having his whole day to himself.

What could he do?

"Hey! Hey freshman!" realizing that the voice was referring to him, he quickly looked behind to see a short male with black hair and porcelain skin

"Ee- yes?" Lucien gave a lopsided smile making the other male's eyes sparkle

"Ohh! So it is true! You really are handsome! Why not join the Modeling Club?!" he said, extreme optimism exuding from his straightforward request

"Eh? Uh, I don't really think I'm cut out for that kind o-"

"You can earn money in this club."

"!"

"As I said, Lucien-chan, you can earn real money through this club, you need money don't you? Oh and also I'm Noel LeBlanche, a second year here." he gave Lucien a knowing smile making Lucien just look at him like he grew two heads

"LeBlanche-Senpai. You're right. I need money, so I guess I join the club?"

"Hm... LeBlanche-Senpai sounds weird, just call me Noel-Senpai or... Noel-chan?" he said using one of his long porcelain fingers to rub Luciens left pec through his uniform as he smirked a little

"Noel-Senpai!"

"Fine~ suit yourself. Well then, I'll bring you to the club room so you can start earning money as soon as possible!" he said grabbing Lucien's hand and just running off with him in tow

Lucien felt powerless in Noel's hand, he felt like paper just being aggressively carried by the wind, or in this case, Noel. He feels like he's going to barf.

~

The blond freshman entered his cottage with a tired face, he came back from club work and was exhausted.

He looked over with a smile to his friends desk to see that Lucien was missing and he screamed.

"Lucien! Where are yo?!-"

"Brier-sama, he's over there." the newly showered Linden said gesturing over to the first years bed

"Eh? But he always did his homework at his desk after classes."

"Well, he recently joined a club." Hawthorne said popping up out of nowhere, dispite that, it phased no one

"I can't really see a club exhausting someone that much..." Brier trailed off

"Yes, but we have to take account that Lucien has half the energy and motivation of a regular human, so club activities will definitely tire him out." Hawthorne said while Linden nodded

"Oh, is that so? Well we should prepare some tea to boost his energy! Let's go Hawthorne! Linden, you can watch over Lucien if you want!" the two louder cottagemates sprung to go to the central cottage to get some tea ready while Linden approached Lucius who layed pitifully exhausted on his belly

"I do wonder what club you joined." he said after crouching on the ground and rocking a bit

"The Modeling Club..." Lucien managed to wheeze out

"...You have my condolences..." Linden muttered unceremoniously while Lucien wheezed like a dying alpaca

Lucien's mind drifted off to what his life did for the last two hours.

~

"Ohh! You really are handsome!" a boy with lovely blond hair and glowy brown eyes said, he greeted Noel and Lucien when they came inside the expansive club room

The clicks of cameras, people practicing their walking, eating snacks together, taking selfies on their phones, gave the club room an energetic feel and was something Lucien didn't expect at all.

"Lucien, this is Asher. He's the vice president of the Modeling Club!" Noel gestured to the blond haired boy which Lucien greeted

"Nice to meet you Asher-senpai."

"Ohoho! The rumors were true after all! This one's a dandy! Alrighty, let's get you camera ready! Give him something like a suit!"

"Eh! Right now?!"

"Yes right now Lucien-chan. Today will be the start of your blossoming modeling career ;) ~"

~

"That's how I got to model outfit after outfit for two hours."  Lucien said whilst eating up the soup Brier and Hawthorne got for him

"Ohh! I heard about Noel-senpai, he's a really big influencer! No doubt will people start to flock you when he posts picture of you!" Brier said

"Mhm, Noel is pretty cool." Hawthorne said while whistling

"I only really joined for the money..." Lucien confessed

"Eh? Lucien, you are a person who calculates everything, but you accepted for money?"

"Well, I am broke, it's more for security than actually spending, but I feel like I made a big mistake."

"Mhm, thinking of Lucien-san's personality, you definitely won't catch a break." Hawthorne said monotonously

"What's with that monotone expression?!"

"Hmm, well, since Lucien-san is handsome, I wanna see what the pictures look like." Linden said with a small, knowing smile

"They'll be posted tomorrow from what Noel-senpai said."

"Mhm! I look forward to seeing them!"

So, um, I just realized that there was a limit for posts. This was just like 23 pages in Samsung Notes. Yeah, so I had to cut down the last part but okay man.

Alrighty, we finally get some tea about the Valley of Thorns and boy was I like lollollollollol when I wrote this down yesterday.

That's most of it I guess, so part one of chapter 4 or just chapter 4 and the rest will be part of chapter 5, yeah, I guess it has to be like that. Frick this is going so fast and it's still Lucien's first week of classes,gotta slow down a bit.

[harusaki-hugo]

Hello, dear! Can I have a match up for BNHA and KNY? I'm non-binary, ENFJ, pansexual. I like supportive and switch/submissive people because I prefer to be a leader. I'm clingy and nervous, but I look serene and a little lazy. I'm protective and affectionate, and I love to take care of others. I'm interested in strategy, psychology, and sociology, but because of this, I guess people's reactions and often look manipulative.

I'm touchy feely and love to joke (and sarcasm). I like to support and praise people. I always use pet names for others. I'm smart and I like deep conversations. I don't let my emotions run wild and sometimes I look too serious. I'm friendly and like to communicate with others, but I sometime need to be alone. I'm fond of divination, especially Tarot cards and rune divination. I know a lot and I'm often better informed than others. I love any knowledge. Thank you (◍•ᴗ•◍)~❤ (2/2).

I'm sorry for the late response, I'm refreshing my old memories, *kick all the JJBA episodes away *..a childhood memories ..

Anyway hun, I match you with....

Iida Tenya From BNHA

This boy is 100% submissive.He is very supportive, he will be there for you need. Even though he a class president, god, someone need to control this boy. Just give him a order and he will follow it.

He didn't mind if you a clingy and nervous. He will smile at you and wrap his arms around you not minding if you leach on his side. He also will calm you down if you feel nervous giving you a encouragement. But he will scold you of you show a bit of laziness at him though he don't mind .

Just take care of him, after what happen with Stain, he really need someone to protect him. Someone to give him a affection,make him feel loved.

He really interested in three of that. He love at how smart you are. He didn't mind at all, but sometimes he was shocked at how well you see through him. And let me tell you, this boy can't hide his emotions well.

He love when you praise him, give him attention and support.

Will blush when you give him a pet name.

He smart you smart, Will often have a deep conversation. He were amazed at how well you are in keeping you emotions and how you can be serious despite you always joking.

He is interested with this Tarot cards and Divination things, he might study about it so he can talk with you. He need to know all of his lovers interested.

He knew when you need to be alone.

Like I said, he smart and you smart. Perfect match... I think?

Zenitsu Agatsuma From KNY

ohoho, this boy is 1000% submissive ~ he will listen to everything you say or order happily. This boy finally have someone that like him.

This boy is clingy and a coward [ Sometimes when he not sleep ]. So he didn't mind it when you cling on him, he will try to be brave when you feel nervous. He didn't mind when you feel lazy or anything.

He need someone to protect him, he is a crybaby and he want someone to take care of him.

Wow, he was amazed when he hear you studying psychology, sociology and strategy. He might relied on you to much. He is shocked when you can easily see through someone, especially Tomioka and just maybe.. He see a bit of Shinobu on you. Let's say, you easily befriending her.

For me Zenitsu is touch starved, he need someone to hold him. He sometime laugh at you joke and make one too only to see that beautiful smile.

He. Will. Melt. When you give him a pet name, praising him and supporting him. He will cry and call you a angel that god send to him.

He kinda of smart? But when you want a deep conversation, he can handle it.

He sometime curious at how you manage to keep your emotions, even though you are the most friendlies person he meet just like Tanjirou.

He knew when you need a time alone, he will make sure no one disturb you even mean he need to fight with Inosuke.

He never know about this Tarot card thing, is this the west people things? He might ask about it and listen carefully when you explained. Wow, he kinda interested but not enough for him to learn about it.

Low-key terrified about your knowledge, like babe how much did you know ? Holy crap, you even know about burying a body?! Yeah, like that.

[shikai-the-storyteller]

WFC: Siege watch!

Part 1: Episodes 1, 2, and 3

[Part 2] (Linking because Tumblr isn’t even showing the post on my blog or on my dash 🙄)

As a side note: every single person in this fandom is horrible at tagging their spoilers, you guys really need to do a better job at that because I’ve got a bunch of blockers on and I was STILL almost spoiled multiple times. Come on you guys...it literally came out today, be better about this.

Alright going to try and keep expectations low because I feel like the target audience for this is G1 dudebros who take a series about transforming cars way too seriously, but I’m still cautiously optimistic because a friend vetted for the dudes working on this show so WE”LL SEE

Episode 1

Aw man there’s only 6 episodes??? Bummer, I wonder if they’re already working on Season 2 or if they’re going to see how this does and let it die in the water if it’s not popular enough.

Things I know going in: Skyfire / Jetfire is in this, Megatron has big lips, and Elita is in it. That’s literally it, I’ve managed to avoid spoilers thusfar (though a few of the promo images implied Skyfire’s a Decepticon, so you KNOW that’s gonna break bad eventually)

WHEELJACK Wednesday THURSDAY

OH MYG OSH IS THAT SKYWARP??? EXPECTATIONS ARE NOW SKY-HIGH

The transformation sequences look so reminiscent of those stop-motion videos people do of their Transformer toys transforming. This isn’t a dig at the animation style, I think that’s rather charming and I wonder if it’s intentional.

Wow Bumblebee sounds like a jerk. I’m instantly on-edge, please don’t make all the characters ~hyper-masculine mean guys who don’t know how to have fun or talk about their emotions~

“The Autobots aint paying you for attitude” YOU TELL HIM WHEELJACK

Yooo Velocitron exists!

Ahh so Bumblebee IS just a mercenary, not an Autobot

OHOHO HERE”S JETFIRE

Wow Jetfire you’re really going the bad dude route huh

Ayyyyyy there’s Starscream

YOOO THERE”S THUNDERCRACKER

Thundercracker I appreciate that you’re using fancy tech to identify wheeljack but his Autobot badge is literally Right There

WTF

WELL THAT DIDN”T LAST LONG HUH...that’s a bit disappointing

OH NVM THAT WASN”T A HEEL-TURN THAT WAS JUST A STRAIGHT UP “I”M THE BOSS” MOVE

huh so they’re making Skyfire the target of Starscream’s desire for power. hmm

WHY ARE YOU GUYS RUNNING JUST TRANSFORM INTO CARS unless they’re too low on energon to do it??

There he is...Mr. Big Lips

Well that’s a surprising take Megatron

Isn’t that Cybertron and Luna 1 in the sky though?? Are they on Cybertron rn or not??

Megatron’s voice is really throwing me off, if it weren’t for his helmet and color I’d really think that was Overlord

ITS TRUCK DAD

OHOHO HE SAID THE THING!!!!

Why does bumblebee have lips too

“What do you know of slavery?” Alright that line did make me go “OHHHH”

“Alpha Trion would be ashamed!” “Of us both, I think” ouch, but nice to see Alpha “Grandpa” Trion back in a series

Megatron PLEASE don’t say “I’m enjoying this, Prime” in that voice while I can hear Optimus groaning in the background

AYYY ELITAAAAAA

Why are the Seekers chasing these guys, who are running on foot, ON FOOT??? CHANGE INTO YOUR DANG ALT MODE

WHEELJACK SWORE

man I’m only like a few minutes in and I’m already bored. I’m going to watch the whole thing, but I feel like this is really lacking soul or personality so far. It very much feels like the script was written by people who aren’t familiar with these characters, so they’re writing them how they EXPECT them to sound, not writing them as they actually are. It’s more than a little disappointing, but this is only the first episode, so I’ll keep going and see if this is consistent throughout the series.

Oh man, just listening to Elita you can tell she was written by a dude. Oof.

There’s the Ark!

Dang everyone’s running low

Jeez Optimus and Elita wouldn’t just walk by all these injured Autobots!

And Optimus wouldn’t brush off his officers!! Agh!!!

YO Ultra Magnus!

Chromia!!!!!

oh my gosh is THAT Red Alert??

Hey where’s Ratchet though

Gosh the writing is so STIFF!!!! I can’t stand this, if I wasn’t a die-hard Transformers fan I would’ve bounced a few minutes ago

 It might also be the way the VAs pause between words, please speak normally, these constant pauses between words are frustrating

Ok but where the frick is Soundwave

“His arrogance I actually like” pfft

Annnnd here comes Ultra Magnus to accept the treaty on Prime’s behalf, where he’ll get held hostage and probably wind up beefing it.

Episode 2

SOUNDWAVE!!!! BABY

And Shockwave!!! 

YO SKYWARP ACTUALLY GOT A SPEAKING LINE

I want to know where Megatron got all this fabric for those stupid flags and where Ultra magnus got that cloak

Is. Is that Prowl with a weird paint job

Wow bad aim dude

Ultra Magnus you dummy....

Ok but if it was a battle then who were they fighting against???

Wow you’re really just gonna stand there and take that Magnus?

I know they’re on a time-crunch because they only have 6 episodes, but they have to do more to make me care about the characters. I’m inclined to care about them already because I’m familiar with the series and because as a stand-alone, even I’m like “Ok. So?” whenever new problems come up for them. I’m not invested!

Not to compare the two, because I feel like this entire liveblog will turn into a comparative essay, but Cyberverse got me invested in characters within the first episode! They were on an even TIGHTER time-crunch because their episodes were only 10 minutes, and yet they did a great job weaving a tight narrative and making good use of their time to tell a story and have characters charm the audience.

Optimus: Til All Are One Rodimus, coming out of nowhere: TIL ALL ARE ONE

WELL THAT”S NOT THE VOICE I WAS EXPECTING FOR SHOCKWAVE he sounds a bit reminiscent of his TFA version

What does de-rez mean

Ok but that’s assuming that this thing will automatically reprogram them?? Reformatting doesn’t automatically mean someone will turn into a Decepticon!

You know, there’s a lot of talking in the show but the dialogue doesn’t actually say a lot. It doesn’t reveal much about the characters or tell me who they are.

YOOO THERE”S SOUNDWAVE

AUDIO BOOB

It really annoys me that characters always pause after saying “I”. It’s always “I.........[long pause] rest of their sentence.”

what do you mean “Teams” Optimus there’s like 5 of you guys

I love you Soundwave!!!

Whoa wait was that Impactor in the background?

ughHHHHHH I HATE THAT MY BIGGEST PET PEEVE IS “what have you done?” SAID UTTERLY MONOTONE WHEN IT’S NOT EVEN A BIG DEAL!!! YOU CAN”T FLIP THAT LINE OUT WITHOUT ACTUALLY PUTTING IN THE FOOTWORK TO EARN IT!!! AGH!!!

Again, it feels very much like the writers read the wikipedia page for Transformers and maybe the first sentence of each character’s bio page and then wrote the entire script from there. It’s frustrating. I hate being so severe in my reviews because I hate dunking on my fellow writers because they don’t always have final say in what happens, but this is astonishingly poor writing.

Like, I can see what they’re TRYING to accomplish, but it feels like they whiff so badly.

YO IT IS IMPACTOR

oh thats Barricade that’s why I thought that was Prowl

Chromia!!!! My darling!!!! I can’t believe there’s only two girls in this show so far

Oh that’s Cog, I wasn’t sure if that was Beachcomber or what

Nice one Chromia

Oh is that Mirage?

Ugh ANOTHER WRITING PET PEEVE: Constantly having characters start to say something but then then their dialogue gets cut off. It’s fine if it’s once in a while but over and over it’s annoying

I also feel like a lot of the VAs lack...emotion. They don’t emphasize the lines. Like, “Get him into the repair bay” is one example. Depending on how you emphasize certain words in that sentence, you can infer a lot! Emotion, the state of mind of the character, etc. But when it’s delivered in such a bland way, it’s a bit like “ok whatever”, which is how I’m starting to feel about this whole show. This doesn’t go for all the VAs or all lines, but it’s consistent enough that my mind’s wandering.

RAVAGE??? RAVAGE???? RAVAGE?!?!?!??!?!

It was probably Bumblebee.

Not to be nitpicky but it should be “Neither we nor the Autobots”

The idea of reformatting is so stupid!!! It implies that Autobots and Decepticons are inherently different, which is stupid!! It’s so dumb WHY DO YOU GOTTA GO THAT ROUTE IT”S SO STUPID (ESPECIALLY SINCE THEY”RE TACKLING THE TOPIC OF OPPRESSION??? THEY”RE SAYING THEY”RE LITERALLY DIFFERENT SPECIES AND USING IT AS A PLATFORM TO SAY ONE GROUP IS INHERENTLY BETTER THAN THE OTHER. THAT SUCKS)

Episode 3

RATCHET!!!!!!!!!!!!

Lmao love your lipgloss Megatron

Ohh is Ratchet going to fix Impactor??

PROWL??? HE”S SO SHORT

Gosh please, please don’t have humans in this show

lmao Skyfire called Starscream a tool

RATCHET!!! :D

I’d like to see who was on the writing team of this show

Isn’t that Mirage?

YEAH THAT IS MIRAGE

Again with the sentences consistently being cut off....

Is that Sunstorm?

Points to Chromia and Mirage for showing the first bitof personality in this show.

Yooo Ratchet! Oof he’s not chummy with Prime huh

YOO CAMINUS EXISTS TOO

LMAO FEISTY GRANDPA

Oh Mirage come on

Actually no, don’t shut Impactor up he’s right

“I didn’t patch you up just so you could blow a valve here” *snorts*

Wouldn’t it be frickin hilarious if Magnus just popped open a panel and Minimus came out and just dipped outta there

lmao nice lightsaber Jetfire

LMAO “PULL THE TRIGGER MAGNUS”

JEEZ JUST PUNCH HIM RIGHT IN THE FACE WHY DON”T YOU 

Ratchet is the ONLY character they’ve given personality in this show so far.

Jeez Mirage cool your jets

Oh for frick’s sake Optimus be cool

Megatron please stop torturing your ex boyfriend

Ok but who did they rise against??? Were there Quintessons in this universe too?

oh come on you guys

Oh boy something tells me Skywarp isn’t going to survive the rest of this episode

Oh jk, Skyfire just let him go. Well alrighty then

I’m not sure how they found the Autobot base, they implied that it was because of Impactor but that doesn’t make sense

This post is getting long so I’m going to spit it between two posts

[starlightinhumanform]

The Art of Love: Chapter 13

Fandom: She Ra (2018)

Ship: Glimadora 

Summary: Glimmer finally answers Adora’s text and gets to spend some quality Mom-Daughter time with Angella because they deserve it 😤

Warnings (for this chapter): Some descriptions of anxious thoughts (please tell me if anything needs to be added)

Genre: High School AU, Angst with a Happy Ending, Rivals/Enemies to Lovers, Eventual Fluff

A/N: Updates have really slowed down on this fic simply due to the current conditions of the world but I’m very excited for the future of this fic and I appreciate your continued support through all the ups and downs 🖤🖤 Love you all 🖤✨

Ao3    The Art of Love Masterpost    Fic Masterpost    Fic Request Info

Hey I was wondering how you were? Lmao I sound like a grandma but really. You seemed kinda out of it today and I wanted to make sure you were doing alright (it’s probably cuz I kept you up working on the dumb project all night lol) so yeah just wanted to check in cuz we didn’t really get to talk today :)

The first thing that struck Glimmer about the text was the fact that Adora had written her an entire paragraph. The second thing that hit her was that the entire said paragraph was all basically to ask how she was. It was silly and overly concerned and so very Adora. Nobody else would do something so sweet and manage to make it so ridiculous at that same time.

A wave of relief washed over Glimmer. So Adora wasn’t asking about Elizabeth and hadn’t mentioned anything about Glimmer’s crush. Glimmer could remain safe in her little bubble as long as Adora stayed within her own lines of ignorance. That would only last so long, however. For all she knew, that bubble had already popped.

Glimmer realized with a start that it was quite possible that Adora was simply leading up to that point, too polite to confront her right off the bat. Just wanted to check in... we didn’t really get to talk today.

Either Adora actually was just asking her what was up, or she wanted to “talk” to her. Glimmer wasn’t sure which option was more terrifying. Given how their past conversations had gone, Glimmer had absolutely no confidence in her ability to talk to anyone, let alone to someone she was crushing on- let alone to Adora.

She chewed her lip for a second, unsure of what to do. If Adora was still clueless and she started confessing to something Adora was completely unaware of, it would be worse than Elizabeth confessing it for her.

She thought of Adora, chilling at home, probably working away on some assignment like the nerd that she was. Glimmer started giggling at the idea of Adora pausing for a moment because she got a text and it was just Glimmer screaming: YES I HAVE A MAJOR CRUSH ON YOU EVERYTHING ELIZABETH SAID WAS TRUE ALSO WOULD YOU LIKE TO RUN AWAY WITH ME AND START A SHEEP FARM IN THE NETHERLANDS???

Yeah, ok so that option was not going to happen. She should probably just play it cool, like a normal person texting their normal friend. Her brain felt the need to interject: Yeah right- “normal person,“ that’s you. The little voice continued: “Normal friend”- that’s a funny way to put it.

Suddenly another wave hit Glimmer, and this one felt like an entire brick wall crumbing on top of her. Except it was good. It felt soft and warm and made Glimmer feel like maybe, just maybe, things would be ok. The sensation spread up from her toes and erupted in her chest until it reached the very tips of her fingers. It made her stretch her legs out and reach backwards with her arms until they were fully extended because it filled her heart up so much, she couldn’t contain it all in her small form.

Because even if Glimmer wasn’t as close to Adora as she wanted, they were friends. At least, that’s where things were hopefully pointing to. Was it perfect? No. Was it everything Glimmer wanted and more? Obviously not. But was it good? God, yes. It was something Glimmer had never thought was possible; it was something she had been actively trying not to pursue out of the conviction that it would all go wrong and she would get hurt. But this didn’t hurt. Not in the slightest.

Riding on the euphoria, she typed out a quick response:

I’m good. And yeah sorry I was pretty tired today lol Weaver has destroyed my sleep schedule. Also you sound like you ACTUALLY want me to talk to you?? How absolutely scandalous???

Glimmer let her feet swing back and forth, heels kicking against the side of her mattress. Tiny little bubbles of hope kept rising up towards her head because this was almost- very, nearly maybe- a step forward. A step towards being a little more than friends with Adora. Ha, this isn’t a step towards anything. You’re not going to get anywhere with her. Getting this high off the ground just means it’ll hurt more when this cloud dissolves under your feet. Because that’s exactly what this is- you’re letting yourself rely on cotton candy daydreams and sooner or later they’re going to dissolve beneath you.

Glimmer shook the negative thoughts off and switched conversations to scroll through the memes Bow had sent her. They were undoubtedly funny but she hardly registered the images; she had other things to be happy about.

Bow was probably going to annoy her about this later but Glimmer couldn’t resist the urge to gush:

BOW BOW BOW

SHE’S TEXTING ME

LIKE A FRIEND

ASKING ME HOW I AM

OOO???

Glimmer grinned at Bow’s quick response but she knew the real reason she was smiling.

I knoooooooow. I so happy

So you still think she hates you?

Her grin faltered for a moment before returning, slightly weaker than it had been before.

BLEH why’d you have to bring that upppppp

And I don’t know? Maybe she doesn’t hate me but she doesn’t have any reason NOT to

Glimmer i love you but you can be SO DENSE sometimes

She DOES have a reason not to hate you?? Maybe it’s possible that she thinks you’re smart and funny and talented? I don’t know tho- I’m just throwing stuff out here. Also she might actually LIKE you maybe as a friend,,, maybe more ;)

Glimmer snorted at Bow’s ranting. He was sweet and a far better friend than she could ever rationalize deserving. But he was high off his own optimistic ideals.

There is definitely nothing “more” I don’t even think we’re officially friends yet. More like uuuuhh acquaintances with benefits

OHOHO???

Glimmer immediately regretted her word choice, laughing as she buried her face in her hands.

NOT LIKE THAT. PERVERT.

She waited for Bow’s answer, laughing quietly at their ridiculous conversation. As the little dots marched to indicate Bow’s typing, a buzz and flag altered Glimmer that Adora had responded.

She texted back gotta go

Switching once more to her and Adora’s conversation, the first thing Glimmer found herself marveling at was her own stupidity. The giddy feeling that had been all-consuming now faded away as she reread her message. It sounded clingy and overly confident. It definitely felt worthy of the cringe the shuddered through her body and made her want to curl up in a ball. What had her euphoric-high brain been trying to do? Flirt? If so, she had desperately failed.

Still in embarrassed pain, she moved on to Adora’s message:

How many times do I have to tell you YES I want to talk to you.

But there was something in particular I wanted to talk to you about

The second part made Glimmer’s blood run cold. Adora continued typing but she didn’t dare respond, too frozen to type. All the stars that had been floating in her eyes crashed around her. So she did know. So Glimmer’s worst fears were reality. And there was nothing she could do about it now. After an eternity, Adora’s message finally jumped onto Glimmer’s screen.

It’s about this morning. Well and today. And last night. Kinda. I just feel like I might have made you uncomfortable last night, like I was being really clingy so then this morning I felt really awkward and I’m sorry if I came off as cold or anything. And then in class you seemed all tense and I was just wondering if I had crossed some lines or anything?

Glimmer could have sworn she heard a record scratch in her head, nearly getting whiplash from reading Adora’s message. The situation kept switching so quickly; as soon as she got one foot on the rug, it would be pulled out from under her and she would look down and it turn out she had been standing on raft in the middle of the ocean the entire time.

She squinted to reread the message one more time and gave a breathy laugh when she had determined she had read it correctly the first time. Adora was the one that thought she had crossed lines? It was ridiculous. It seemed so unrealistic, Glimmer nearly slipped into her original thinking of Adora. If only she hadn’t been forced to see that nuclear core that made up that crazy blonde. That would have made everything so much easier. She could just brush the whole message as a ploy to gain sympathy. But know she had to know better. Now, she had to acknowledge that Adora was being completely sincere.

Glimmer had no idea how to respond. Adora was being completely open, completely vulnerable; and it was terrifying. It was almost worse than when she was wrapped up in doubt. It was the difference between not knowing why someone was ill and knowing exactly what was wrong- all while being expected to find the solution. Except Glimmer wasn’t a doctor. She had no cure for the situation.

She forced confidence, pushing away all her question just long enough to respond.

Are you going to make a habit of sending me essays?

She immediately regretted how cold she sounded and hurriedly began trying to remedy the conversation.

I’m sorry but really you’re fine. I didn’t mind you... if I came across as stiff or weird about anything it’s just because I’m not really used to people getting that close that quickly

It wasn’t a lie. It wasn’t the complete truth either, but it was close enough for now.

oh god I’m really sorry

What no?? I just said it was fine??

Still... that really sounds like I made you uncomfortable

Glimmer let out a sigh. She never thought she’d find herself trying to convince someone she was becoming increasingly infatuated with that it was ok to be close with her. It sounded strange when she thought about, but there was something endearing about how Adora barreled her way into Glimmer’s life and was now trying tiptoe out of the china shop.

I was a little surprised that’s all. You’re all good

Really? Even after I said I would kill weaver in class today?? You didn’t think that was weird??!

No lmao again I was a bit surprised but I mostly thought it was funny

You sure about that

Yep 100%

If you were in person right now you would hear me go hmmmmmmm

Glimmer snorted quietly out of her nose; Adora made her laugh at the stupidest things. She was entirely convinced that she would never be as funny as Adora, but she hoped she could bring her at least just a little bit of happiness.

Yeah well if you were in person right now you would see me roll my eyes and yell at you to stop being dumb

A shallow pain spread across Glimmer’s chest, a coat of lead paint over her heart; milky indigo weighing her down. If only Adora’s casual jokes were a reality. If only she were face to face with Adora. If only Adora’s face was inches from her own and quickly coming closer. Glimmer’s hands ached to run through Adora’s hair and her ears cried to hear Adora’s voice. She didn’t want to look anywhere if it wasn’t into the storm of Adora’s eyes. Her throat was hoarse from emotion but she would sing if it meant she could bear witness once more to the way Adora wove melodies out of the air.

Glimmer sat up as if startled from a dream. This- this, oh no. Oh shit. This has gone much too far. You should have stopped this before it even started. How did you even let this happen?

Glimmer had know Adora was beautiful since she saw her on the first day of school. Ignoring her and twisting her into some villain had made it a simple thing to deal with, but she couldn’t ignore the iceberg once her Titanic had begun sinking. And now she was officially sunk, water far above her head and no hope of survival to be seen.

There was a sliver of Glimmer- some crazy little fraction of her mind that had to scream to be heard- that just wanted to rip the band aid off. She wanted to stop giving all the power to other people. If someone was going to tell Adora that Glimmer had hopelessly fallen for her, it might as well come from the source.

She looked down at her phone, suddenly aware that Adora had responded.

Hey I gotta go I just wanted to check that we were ok! I’m glad you don’t mind me lmao

Glimmer took a deep breath, making an attempt to gather her thoughts. It was a hopeless effort, her mind fragmented across the room. Did Adora really worry that Glimmer “minded” her? Was there in way to describe the burning that struck in her chest whenever Adora gave her one of those soft grins- that dull ache that constricted her heart and seeped through her ribs. How could she ever reassure Adora she could never be bothersome when every one of her actions struck Glimmer with wonder? How could she even attempt to say such a thing with revealing everything, admitting her mind’s greatest fear? How could she try to convince Adora of something that she couldn’t even admit to herself.

Because the answer was quite simple. She loved Adora. Deeply and painfully. But no matter how perfect Adora was, it still felt dangerous to love her. To Glimmer, it was just as good as putting a target on her back. It was like saying HEY EVERYONE!! I’M ALREADY WEIRD AND SO SO DIFFERENT FROM YOU AND NOW I’M PUTTING THAT ON DISPLAY!

Glimmer was being pulled apart. She knew she shouldn’t show her affection to Adora. But she knew just as deeply and far more truly that she loved Adora- and keeping that inside of her would break her heart.

She threw or phone and thoughts (momentarily) aside, flopping backwards on her bed. Her body bounced slightly from the force of throwing herself down and it only added to the sensation that her head was floating away. There was just too much to tackle right now. Glimmer could tell from the growing pressure on her head that if she kept picking it all apart, the pressure would quickly shift; it would tighten around her lungs, making it hard to breathe and squeezing what she couldn’t force down to pour down her face.

Glimmer took a deep breath, through her nose and out her mouth- once, twice, three times, she lost count as she focused solely on the rhythm she was creating. These past few days had been chaotic and exhausting and good part of that had been created by her. She was tired. Her brain felt heavy as gravity retook control over her head. In fact, her whole body felt heavy; she was sinking deeper into her mattress with every exhale.

——————————————————————

When Glimmer woke up, the last hues of dusk just barely reached her window. It was obvious that the night had happily creeped onwards while she had slept. She must have been out for at least an hour.

Down the hall, she could hear voices of some TV show her mom was watching as they flickered out of the speakers.

Glimmer opened her door, peaking around the frame and looking down the hall. She could just see the top of her mother’s pastel hair above the top of the couch. In front of her, what looked like Hell’s Kitchen was playing. Glimmer was somewhat amazed that she had been able to sleep through Gordon Ramsey’s yelling.

She walked towards the living room and sat down next to Angella on the couch. She was asleep, hair mussed up in the back as she leaned up against the cushions. Glimmer felt a wave of affection wash over her. Whatever happened at school, whatever happened with Adora- hell, whatever happened within herself- she would always love her mother. Sometimes things got in the way of her remembering that.

Glimmer nudged her mom gently in the side, “Hey, wake up.”

Angella stirred, smiling as her gaze fell upon Glimmer, “Hey, dear.”

Glimmer squirmed under her mother’s softness, guilt over how she had acted earlier hitting her, “I’m really sorry. About how I treated you at dinner. I was really rude and nights like this are basically the only time we have together; I shouldn’t waste them being a brat to you.”

“You’re a teenager and we don’t exactly see eye to eye on everything- I expect this sort of thing to happen occasionally.”

“But I-“ Glimmer tried to argue but was cut off.

“But I appreciate you apologizing.”

“Mom!!” Glimmer felt like her mother should have been angrier, should have at least told her off for stomping down to her room as rudely as she had. And she had done it in response to her mom just trying her best to help. That must have hurt.

“Glimmer!!” Angella mirrored her daughter’s exasperation, “You really think I didn’t slam doors and yell and act out when I was your age? I don’t necessarily like it, but a little angsty rebellion is normal. Like I said, I expect some of this.”

“If you say so… just don’t expect to see it often,” Glimmer felt a smile tugging on the corners of her mouth. Her mom wasn’t exactly the most relaxed person but she understood Glimmer better than probably anybody else on the planet.

“Good,” Angella reached out and tucked one of Glimmer’s fluffy locks behind her ear, “I prefer when you talk to me instead of just hiding away in your room.”

“Yeah,” Glimmer laughed somewhat nervously because she totally didn’t do exactly that most of the time instead of talking to people.

“So… you want to tell me about that girl now?”

Glimmer tucked herself next to Angella’s side and turned to face the TV where Gordon Ramsey was berating a man for having rats in his kitchen, “No, not yet.”

She felt her mother shrug and smiled as Angella wrapped an arm around her shoulders. Drama could wait. And if she loved Adora? Well, she would deal with that later too.

Quick announcement that I am (FINALLY) starting a taglist for this fic, so if you are interested, please just send an ask or reply to this post <3

[trashyswitch]

Man’s Best Ghost Friend

The Mansion is back to normal, and so is their hotel vacation! Luigi and Polterpup spend some time together, and finds out a useful piece of information!

Luigi was walking around the Last Resort Hotel, after the Hotel was restored to its original, luxurious glory. He was finally able to get that wonderful vacation he had been dreaming of since he got sucked into that ghost-filled conflict...literally...and what a way to start his vacation, by walking around the hotel with his ghost pup?

Polterpup happily trotted beside his owner, and looked around at the pretty place. He walked to the different floors in the big place, checked out the shopping area and toured the medieval entertainment hall. The last place Luigi wanted to check out, was the gigantic garden. So, that was where they visited next!

Luigi and Polterpup walked out of the elevator and looked up at the recently fixed swirly staircase with the doors on each floor. The tree that was there before had been removed and replaced with a pretty autumn tree, that stretched all the way up to the top. The tree had been properly trimmed to not overgrow beyond the middle of the room, and some short, strong branches were kept to allow a person to climb the tree whenever they please. Luigi smiled and placed his hands on his hips as he readied himself to climb the tree.

“Ready?” Luigi asked Polterpup. Polterpup let out a happy bark.

“Bark! (Ready! Let’s go!)” Polterpup replied. Luigi fixed his hat, before stepping onto the first branch. Using the branches above him, Luigi hoisted himself up onto the next branch, and repeated this process. Polterpup happily flew beside him, watching his human climb and readying himself to catch him in case he loses his grip. I’m a few minutes, Luigi had already scaled partway up the tree. He decided to take a break and sit on one of the branches. Polterpup happily sat beside him while he breathed. Polterpup gave Luigi a dog kiss, earning him a smile and a few pets from the green lad.

“Awoo-woof. (I love you.)” Polterpup said, half barking and half whining happily, as he laid his head on Luigi’s lap.

“I love you too.” Luigi replied, softly petting Polterpup’s head and back. After a few more pets, Luigi decided to continue climbing.

Luigi grabbed onto the branch in front of him to steady himself, and stood up. Polterpup stood up, and happily watched Luigi stand up. Next, Luigi stepped onto a higher branch, grabbed a higher branch with his hand, and hoisted himself up to the next branch. Eventually, Luigi managed to get halfway up the big tree. As he climbed, he stopped for a moment to watch Polterpup hop up each branch with ease. Soon, Polterpup had jumped up past him, and was beating him up the tree. Luigi happily caught up to his swift dog at his own pace, and eventually reached the three-quarter mark.

He decided to take another break, and sit on the last branch he had stepped onto. Looking down, the view was very colorful and pretty. Thanks to the autumn weather right now, the tree leaves had been changing and falling, leaving a coat of leaves onto the dirtied ground. Polterpup had flown down to the pile of leaves on the ground, and was jumping in it and barking eagerly. Luigi chuckled as he watched, a feeling of warmth overtaking his body as he watched.

A few moments later, Polterpup had disappeared and reappeared on Luigi’s branch...with a gift in his mouth! Luigi took the gift, wiped the ghost goop off, and looked at it. It was a multi-colored leaf! It was a nice yellow color on the bottom, that transitioned to orange in the middle and to a dark red at the top. It was a rare leaf to find, actually!

“Good boy.” Luigi cheered, petting the puppy and scratching underneath the red collar. Polterpup closed its ghost eyes and leaned into the wondrous massage. As a way to try and return the love, Polterpup used his tail to try and scratch the back of Luigi’s neck as well.

“AAAIIII! Polterpup!” Luigi yelled, reacting differently than Polterpup expected. Confused, Polterpup repeated the action: he brought his tail towards the back of Luigi’s neck, and attempted to scratch it.

“Yeeeeehehehehahahaha! That tihihihickles!” Luigi squealed, scrunching his shoulders and tightening his grip on his sitting branch. Still confused, Polterpup whined and turned his head to the side.

“Sorry Polterpup. Your tail tickled me.” He explained. Polterpup looked at his tail. Realizing that the action caused his owner great happiness, Polterpup decided to do it again. He made the tail size taller to reach, and fluttered the end of his tail on Luigi’s neck.

“Pohohoholterpuhuhup! Ihihi’m gonna fahahahall!” Luigi warned through his giggles.

Polterpup stopped his tail, so that Luigi could repeat himself.

“I...I might fall. You don’t have to worry, because...well, you’re a ghost.” Luigi explained to the pup, poking the pup’s middle. Polterpup watched the poke make a rippling effect in his ghost body. Polterpup decided to return the poke with his tail.

“Eek! Hehehehehey!” Luigi squealed, covering up his ribs. Polterpup poked Luigi again, but in a different spot. Luigi let out another yelp, and covered up as much as he could. However, Polterpup was determined to poke a new, vulnerable spot each time. Despite the silliness that was going on, Luigi had managed to keep himself from slipping off the tree. After a few more pokes, Polterpup took a break from their little game and started flying down. Luigi smiled and happily climbed down after him.

*A couple hours later*

Mario, Peach, Luigi, Dr. E. Gadd and the group of roads were all enjoying a chicken dinner together. Luigi was talking with Dr. E. Gadd and sitting by Mario and Princess Peach, who were having a conversation of their own. During the conversation, Polterpup had noticed the smell of chicken, and walked up to the space between Luigi and E. Gadd’s chairs.

“Ohohoho! You want a treat?” E. Gadd asked.

Polterpup paced on the spot. “Bark! (I smell chicken!)” Polterpup reacted excitedly.

“Here ya go!” Luigi said, giving Polterpup a piece of his chicken. Polterpup happily accepted it, and chewed it down with no problem.

“This feels nice. I like this hotel!” Luigi exclaimed, taking his shoes off under the table and placing them aside.

“Me too! Especially when there’s no ghosts inhabiting the place.” Dr. E. Gadd added.

“Ya, that’s a big plus!” Luigi reacted, shivering at the sight of some of the ghosts he’s had to fight.

“Thank you so much for saving me! And for giving me my ghost collection back. It’s very comforting to see the ghosts again.” Dr. E. Gadd said.

“No problem! I’m happy to help, even if there’s ghosts involved.” Luigi replied.

“You’re looking after Polterpup with no issues. Perhaps your fear is softening a little bit?” E. Gadd asked.

“Well...I’d like to think so. I still get slightly scared if he jumps in front of me...but he’s a happy dog, and I love him!” Luigi explained, petting Polterpup under the table with his feet.

“Not a lot of people would do that. It’s rare that you see someone overcoming their fear to have a pet that’s the very thing they fear. You’re very brave for doing that.” E. Gadd explained.

“Thank you.” Luigi replied kindly. While petting Polterpup with his feet, he noticed that the puppy was grabbing onto his one sock.

“Hey! Polterpup, let go!” Luigi ordered. However, the puppy didn’t want to...instead, it decided to nibble on his toes like a delicate chew toy.

“Eek! Hehey!” Luigi yelped, feeling his lips pull into a goofy smile. “Ohoho nohoho...Polterpup, please don’t.” Luigi asked politely.

Polterpup happened to find a loose piece of sock fabric, and pulled on that instead. He pulled the sock right off, and walked away to play with it.

“There goes my sock.” Luigi said, chuckling and shaking his head at the ghost dog’s mischief.

The dog walked to a different room, and laid down on a bed that had been previously placed there for him. He pulled at the sock, threw the sock back and forth, and chewed at the sock, but didn’t rip the sock. He knew this was Luigi’s sock that he might want back later.

However, as he continued to play with the sock, he started to realize that there are more interesting things to chew on, than the sock. He soon realized that the foot he was chewing the sock on, was more interesting. Polterpup wasted no time, and disappeared through the floor. He flew around to the ceiling, and put his head through it. Noticing he was back under the table, he brought his whole body through and placed the sock down.

Polterpup walked up to Luigi’s foot and eyed his toes. He decided to lick them first, to see if they taste nice.

“AAAH! What the-“ Luigi yelped, causing a silence to overcome the room. He looked under the table, to see Polterpup in the pre-running pose. “Polterpup? I thought you left with my so-...oh.” Luigi said, dropping all suspicions as he eyed up the sock, forgotten and left aside. Polterpup jumped onto Luigi’s naked foot, held it down with his paws and started nibbling and licking the foot. “Oh NOhohohohoho! Hahahahaha! Stahahahap!” Luigi bursted out, gripping the chair and wiggling about.

Mario’s eyes widened. He didn’t fully understand what was going on. Whatever it was, it was occurring under the table. So, Mario checked under it, and immediately got his answer. Mario bursted out laughing. “Polterpup thinks your foot’s a chew toy!” Mario said through his own fit of laughter.

Polterpup decided that Luigi’s foot tasted a lot better than his sock did. So, he decided to start licking his foot along with the nibbling. Luigi let out a long gasp, and threw his head back. “AAAAAHH! WAIT! POHOHOLTERPUP! NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHA!” Luigi shouted. His laughter had dramatically raised in volume, and his wiggling got a little more desperate.

He tried to pull his foot away, but Polterpup’s was surprisingly heavy for a ghost dog. Luigi also tried kicking the dog off with his other foot, but the ghost dog would only move positions to avoid it. Luigi could feel tears of joy starting to show up from the treatment he was receiving from his dog. “POHOHOHOLTERPUHUHUP! PLEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEASE!” Luigi yelled, placing his hands and head onto the table, and pounding the table a few times to cope with the feeling. Mario was finding all of this quite amusing. He was happily watching his brother laugh it all out as the pup tickled his foot.

“What’s wrong Luigi? Does it tickle too much?” Mario asked.

“YOHOHOHOU’RE NAHAHAHAT HELPIHIHIHING!” Luigi replied.

“You want some help? I’ll help you.” Mario offered. He got up from his seat, moved the chair to make room, and climbed down underneath the table. Mario crawled up to the puppy, and poked him on the back. Polterpup looked up, Luigi’s foot still in his mouth.

“Stop. No more.” Mario ordered. Polterpup listened, and let go of Luigi’s foot. Then, Mario quietly told the dog to follow him before getting out from under the table. Polterpup happily followed him, and watched Luigi breath deeply from exhaustion.

“You good now, Luigi?” Mario asked.

Luigi nodded. “Ya, I’m alright. Thanks.” Luigi replied.

“No problem.” Mario concluded. Luigi looked over at the brother dressed in red, and couldn’t help but notice a glimmer of mischief in his eyes.

“Uh...Mario?” Luigi asked.

“Yyyeeeeeeeesss?” Mario replied.

“You’re kinda scaring me...” Luigi warned.

“Now why would you be scared of me? I’m your brother! I would never hurt you!” Mario exclaimed from mock disbelief.

Luigi gulped. He could sense what’s coming...he watched as Mario slowly tiptoed towards his chair.

“I would, however...” Mario warned, talking behind the chair Luigi was sitting in. Slowly, Mario leaned his hands above Luigi’s sides. “Turn you into a puddle of giggles.” Mario finished, right before diving all 10 fingers into his sides.

“Wahahahahait! Mahahario! Not yohohohou too!” Luigi bursted out.

“Enjoying the view, Polterpup?” Mario asked, looking at the ghost dog, watching beside the chair with a big smile.

“Bark! (You bet! Luigi’s so happy!)” Polterpup replied. Mario smiled and switched places. He decided to move his fingers from his sides, to his stomach.

“EEEEhehehehehehehehe!” Luigi yelled, turning to the side and curling into the fetal position. With the change in position, Mario couldn’t really fit his hands in to tickle his stomach. So, he went for the neck.

“EEEEEEEKK! NAHAHAHAHAHA!” Luigi screeched, scrunching his shoulders and tipping his head back.

“Fun fact: the back of the ears, is Luigi’s worst spot.” Mario explained.

“WAIT, WHAT?! NOHOHO! NAHAT MY EHEHEHEARS!” Luigi begged.

“Why not? I’ve told them about it already, so I minus well show them.” Mario replied, before moving his right hand away from the neck. He placed his fingers behind the exposed right ear, and started scratching lightly.

Luigi threw his head back and let out a loud, high pitched scream. Peach’s eyes widened at the sudden shout, and covered her mouth with her right hand. The toads covered their ears and Mario considered doing the same thing. Instead, he decided to remove his fingers and step back. Luigi stopped his scream, and slowly calmed down. He took in as many breaths as he could muster, and let out some leftover giggles.

“Are you okay, Luigi?” Peach asked. Luigi had a uncontrollable smile on his face, and was uncurling his body out of the fetal position.

“Ya...ya...I’m...okay...” Luigi replied through his big breaths.

Mario stretches out his arms to give him a little hug. Luigi was quite hesitant at first (because...he was tickled 5 seconds ago...MARIO COULD BE PULLING A SNEAKY ON HIM!), but he soon obliged and hugged him back. Thankfully, Mario wasn’t planning on tickling him more, and he kept his hands flat against Luigi’s back.

Suddenly, Luigi and Mario were pulled apart by a hyperactive ghost dog, who begged for attention and pets. Luigi and Mario laughed as they both accepted his kisses of affection and eagerly petted him.

Seeing his owners happy, always made Polterpup happy. And now, Polterpup knew how to cheer them up when they need it!