#Trust me I know. My school is filled with teenagers constantly arguing with each other

[lady-shadow-and-darkness]

I know that the anime has teen Dazai and Chuuya speaking in their normal voices, but it's infinitely more funny (and accurate) to just headcanon them having voice breaks all the time.

Imagine, soukoku, the most devastating rivals and kissing machines staring down at you menacingly as you come to terms with the fact that you're about to die, the red one starts glowing, you close your eyes and brace for impact, and then...

"AnY LaSt WoRdS?"

All is silent for a moment, before the other one starts laughing hysterically, and you get to crawl away to the sound of two teenage boys yelling at the top of their lungs like preschool kids.

[purgatorical]

Obey Me MC / OC Written Template- Miyuno's Info

This seemed really fun so I'm going to fill it out for My Three Most Used Obey me Ocs under the cut! Long Post, so beware. Miyuno First, then Kie, then Taxike :D

Miyuno's is up first below!

Link to the original blank template here!

Personal - Basics

[Name] Miyuno

[Race/Species] Half Japanese/Half Jamaican (Father is Japanese, Mother is Jamaican)

Demon [] Angel [] Human [x] Other: []

[Age] 26

[Birthday] 5/13

[Height] 6'5"

[Fingernail Polish Color(s)] Maroon

[Hair color/description] Curly black hair that is held back by a headband with ram horns attached. Two long curls stick out by each ear.

Personal - In-depth

[Gender or no | Pronoun(s)] He is a transmasc that uses He/They pronouns

[Sexual/Romantic Orientation or lack thereof] Bisexual/Biromantic

[Occupation Before Devildom Life] Miyuno was an office worker for a generic company. He doesn't really feel like going back after being in the Devildom.

[Favorite Color(s)] Miyuno loves the color pink as well as silver.

[Personality] Miyuno is mostly a chill person, very kind and tries to be as helpful as possible. He enjoys participating in hijinks and loves to tease the ones closest to him.

Personal - Other

[Likes] Stuffed animals, cuddling, teas, history, water based sports

[Dislikes] Salty foods, Language classes, Mean-spirited pranks

[Positive Traits] Kind, Patient, Strong, Intelligent

[Negative Traits] Gullible, Not very self-conserving

Relationships

• Fears | Dislikes | Acquaintances | Friends | Close Friends | Crush | Loves | Indifferent | Tolerates | Respects | Suspicious

[With Demons]

In My main Miyuno Universe, Miyuno is dating each of the brothers so I will be using the Main Love tag for each lol, but I'll break it down further.

Lucifer - Loves, has a more professional relationship where they go on dinner dates and have planned sexual encounters, Miyuno tries to be spontaneous with gifts and intimacy and Lucifer tries to do the same.

Mammon - Loves, more of a frantic infatuation, they pull the other from the house at all hours of the day, considering it a date whenever they're together. Miyuno likes to tease Mammon with compliments to fluster him and constantly showers him in love and casual PDA.

Leviathan - Loves, a careful romance. They are slow to start every new thing, but when the moments finally occur they happen often afterwards, usually at Levi's pace. Miyuno will approach certain topics with Levi, but will let Levi take the lead and choose when he's ready. Quiet nights in together and dates consiting of just existing in the same room

Satan - Loves, A warm kind of love, they schedule their dates weeks in advance and make grand times of them. Cat cafes, pet shop browsing, library visits, and even trips to the movie theater all have prepared plans. Satan is worried of boring Miyuno but Miyuno constantly lets him know that he loves hearing every single word Satan has to say.

Asmodeus - Loves, Unexpectedly tame and more on the emotional side than the physical. They do self care together: baths, letting out their emotions, cuddling, and sweet nothings between them. Surprise each other with lingerie, candles, perfumes, and clothes that make them think of the other. Shopping trips do turn into makeout sessions in the changing room, but that's not all it is. They both have other lovers and look to each other for calmness and comfort.

Beelzebub - Loves, the average teenage romance you'd think would happen. Cafe dates, arcade dates, buffets, pizza joints, walking in the park. Miyuno tries to help Beel with his hunger, often planning several food stops on their excursions even if the main point is a movie or clothes shopping. Miyuno doesn't know how to cook, but he will help Beel in the kitchen as much as he can. A ton of PDA whenever one or the other is in the mood.

Belphegor - Loves, an expected chill kind of love. If Beel isn't around then their dates include laying around, sleeping, napping, and making out in quiet spots. When they do go out, Belphie hangs off of Miyuno, not so much being possessive as he is just craving that closeness. Miyuno enjoys it.

Diavolo - Respects, He enjoys Diavolo's company and goes over for tea as often as he can. They text occaisionally but Miyuno makes sure that he doesn't get distracted too much from his work.

At this point tumblr decided to refresh and delete all of what I had written beneath :( I'm rewriting from here to Taxike but I'm annoyed and so won't go into as much detail.

Barbatos - Respects, Fears, Miyuno enjoys Barbatos's company and often accompanies him to pastry shops and the grocery store. But Miyuno knows what hides behind Barbatos's hand. When they have quiet moments together, sipping their tea, it can feel like they are the only two in the entire three realms, and that is a terrifying feeling. Miyuno does not know what goes on behind Barbatos's smile.

[With Angels]

Simeon - Close Friend, Miyuno has taken it upon himself to (with Luke and Solomon) Help Simeon with his texting skills. He makes sure to have at least one conversation with Simeon each day and attempts to challenge him with requests for photos or links to webpages. Simeon is Miyuno's first choice in school projects.

Luke - Loves (platonically, familially) Luke is like the little brother Miyuno never had. He adores the little angel and would put himself into danger to protect him. Luke is often invited on his trips with Barbatos.

Michael - Indifferent, Miyuno honestly does not care about the Archangel. If he's not the topic of conversation, Miyuno does not even remember he exists. He is vaguely interested in the person Luke holds so dear and looks up to, but he isn't particularly enthused to learn more.

Taxike- (Adding my own ocs since they interact in certain versions) Friends, Miyuno enjoys Taxike's energy but can't always keep up. He indulges the Angel from time to time in his tricks and pranks on Lucifer but will mainly advise against anything that could get him killed. They have never argued.

[With Humans]

Solomon - Friend to Close Friend, its funny that the two of them never bonded until Miyuno returned to the Human world. They would meet up often and Miyuno became dependent on the access to what was through Solomon. Even once returning to the Devildom, Solomon had become much closer to Miyuno. They often study together and Solomon helps Miyuno learn spells and talismans even if he cannot use them alone.

Kie- (oc) Close Friends, Upon being brought to the Devildom they instantly attached at the hip. Miyuno trusts Kie with his fears and Dysphoria and Kie trusts Miyuno with the truth about his chronic pain and anger issues. At first it was hard to find one without the other, but as they warmed up to the brothers they branched out. They still often sleep in each others rooms.

Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Favorite Job(s)] Akuzon

[Favorite Place(s) to Hang at] Ristorante Six, the observatory

[Favorite Food(s)] He unfortunately fell in love with the lunatic Pudding but cannot have any :(, He loves spicy food and parfaits.

[Favorite Class Subject(s)] Potions and Devildom History

[Favorite Devildom Version of Something from the Human World - Be Creative!] The Devildom version of bathsalts which can turn the water into different viscosities and scents, even allowing the water to become moldable.

Least Favorite Things About the Devildom

[Least Favorite Job(s)] Ristorante Six/any waiter job

[Least Favorite Places to Go] Dislikes clubs

[Least Favorite Foods] Crackers, Anchovies, Princess Poison Apples

[Disliked Class Subject(s)] Language classes

[Stuff that Can be Considered a Negative About the Devildom] The amount of demons that wish to eat him, the lack of sun, how difficult it is to get there.

[asterekmess]

S3A - E7

So, I’m starting this episode right after finishing the last one, and I’m still kinda riled up from that bullshit. Let’s get to pissing me off and breaking my heart then. Blood/gore mention warnings for this episode.

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Let’s just jump right in:

Starting right off with forcing myself into putting the tag in. Scott literally just listened to his mother say that giving this woman something to lessen the pain of her injuries could complicate things and make it harder to treat her. This is like an important medical thing. While yes, it’s really upsetting that she would need to keep being in pain, she needs to be able to identify and explain what exactly she’s feeling to the doctor who is going to be arrive really soon (though I have no idea why the nurses aren’t able to get these people set up. That’s what they did with me? I didn’t see a doctor for like an hour, but they didn’t make me sit in the fucking waiting room before dealing with the blood.) Her pain level will have a direct effect on how quickly she’s seen. This moment is meant to show Scott being soft-hearted, but with the doctor only ten minutes away, he could literally be making this woman’s life a whole lot worse by taking away her pain right now. There is a reason why after I was given pain killers for my surgery I wasn’t allowed to be near any heavy objects. Her pain is keeping her from irritating her wound. She could fuck herself up if she stops responding to the signals her body is trying to send her. This is not the right way to make Scott look kind. He looks like an idiot who doesn’t even listen to his nurse mom.

WHo the FUCK would keep driving with a bunch of bugs in the car? She’s not even on the interstate! PULL OVER IDIOT.

I’m actually agreeing with Scott on this one. I have no idea how medically accurate what melissa just did was, but it look pretty damn cool.

WHat the hell is this conversation? First off, Ethan, you made VERY clear in the last episode that you want to bite Danny even after he said no. Even if that was the possession talking, it was based on what YOU wanted. Danny’s not safe with you. Second, what is this bullshit about knowing Lydia is the important one? Important to Stiles and ALlison maybe. Scott literally never talks to Lydia. THIRD how exactly did you guys come up with that idea when you went after them on the FIRST DAY? You sniff him on them? cus’ if so your noses are damaged.

what...what is with this ghost car shit? She was in the middle of the city, more than ten minutes away from the hospital and behind the traffic caused by the ten car pileup. How did the car drive itself ALL THE WAY here?

Ethan. you’re an alpha. you have night vision. You shouldn’t need to ask what the fucking MOTH in the middle of the driver’s seat is.

HI NOAH! I’ll be honest. I missed you. You’re a really good actor and you just make me feel all safe. WHich is weird bc I hate father figures and I hate cops. Linden Ashby is just too good, I guess.

It’s so frustrating watching Deucalion walk around with humans pretending to be blind. Because he is. He is Pretending to be blind. He’s already proved like a dozen times that he can see just fine when he turns on the Alpha eyes. Which doesn’t make SENSE because Deaton said his iris’ were permanently damaged. He doesn’t have two different sets of eyes! And it sucks, bc they put in these little things that it would’ve been awesome to see if they included an actual blind person properly. The casual use of the cane, taking someone’s elbow and the trust that implies, and even this. Having (that looks like ethan’s coat) Ethan explain what’s in front of Deucalion, describing the scene to him.

DEREK YOUR SECURITY SYSTEM SUCKS. HOW DID THEY DO THAT WITHOUT YOU WAKING UP? WITHOUT CORA NOTICING?

Also, Cora, you look amazing, can you please be my friend and can I hug you? I love your shirt.

I HATE THIS BITCH. Fuck you Julia.

uhh....why is an English teacher filling in for a chemistry/geometry teacher? That’s not how substitutes work. Making a joke out of it doesn’t make it make any more sense. SHe shouldn’t be doing that, especially if Harris has been missing for a while.

So your office can keep werewolves out, but not darach? Okay, let me go full conspiracy theorist here. we only know Deaton saw the moths because we see it. He just tells Scott that he’s going to be taken. This is a story that Scott is telling, so he couldn’t know that deaton saw the moths unless deaton told him. Julia is currently teaching a class. Are you seriously saying she doesn’t need to be involved at all in order to do these kidnappings? She can just put them on a timer and let the autmoatic spellwork do the job for her? OR Is deaton lying about being taken, and this is just a test he came up with to force Scott’s “True Alpha”ness to the surface? JUlia clearly had other plans for her sacrifice. I don’t think Deaton was a ‘distraction’ to keep Scott from finding the actual sacrifice. I think it was Deaton using the situation to his advantage.

why does deaton have a canine acupressure chart on his wall? I’ve never seen a vet’s office have that. Does he do alternative medicine for dogs??

BOYD. ISAAC. MY BOYS. I can’t tell you how much I love this. It’s so sneaky and annoying and so pack-ish I just love it so much.

BOYD YOU ARE A GENIUS BOY AND I LOVE YOU.

I swear, like ninety percent of what the ‘adults’ in this show say is ‘go back to school.’ ‘shouldn’t you be in school’ yadda yadda. Like, they want so badly to write the teens as though they never have to go to class, so they just make them constantly skip and ignore that these are fucking teenagers who would never be able to get out of school that easily, and they handwave it with someone occasionally going ‘hmm, weird that they aren’t in school’ and then just ignoring it? Truancy is like a THING that you can get in major trouble for. At least Boyd and Isaac called in sick. You know how you could have avoided all this class bullshit? PUT THE FUCKING SEASON DURING THE SUMMERTIME DUMBASSES.

It just hurts seeing Stiles beg for Scott not to make him tell his dad, and then turn right around and admit that it’s not okay for him to let other people suffer just because it scares him that he might lose his only parent. Like, he walks into that sacrifice with eyes wide fucking open and it hurts.

I’m not talking about these dumb sex scenes anymore. I’m so tired of them.

OKay, can we talk about the fire alarm thing though? It sounds like a jokey kind of thing with Aiden teasing Lydia about wanting to leave during the fire alarm but... Remember how Lydia was haunted by Peter’s burnt corpse? How she can hear the cries of the dead, and how she went wandering into the crumbling remains of the Hale house? There’s every chance that Lydia remembers the fire through Peter’s eyes. I wouldn’t be surprised if she was forever freaked by fire alarms.

Man, Cora and Lydia, together? The sass involved? If I didn’t ship Allydia so hard, I’d totally ship Cora and Lydia.

ONce again, I wanna point out that AIDEN IS A MURDERER. Literally all it would take is someone Explaining to Lydia that he is serial killer and she’d never touch him again.

Cora and Stiles together? I’m loving it. I just, wanna point out that when Scott showed up Cora couldn’t have given less of a shit. But here....Cora doesn’t remotely question Stiles’ authority here. She immediately goes along with it and when he tells her to let go of Cora she does. Even though she has no real reason to. When she asks about the spirit board, it’s a legit question and she doesn’t argue or make fun.

PLus there’s the whole ‘Well do you know any spirits” which straight up just confirms for me that ghosts and shit are real in this universe. I trust the Hales as lore sources and Cora’s matter-of-fact tone is good enough for me.

jesus christ i wanna get deucalion and Peter in a room together and watch them just...monologue random facts and trivia at each other endlessly. “Lacrosse was originally played by Native Americans.” “Do you know what a metronome is?” Guys. come on.

Exasperated Stiles is literally my favorite Stiles. “We’re trying to save lives here for the love of god” “YOU”RE SOMETHING, OKay? JUST put out your Hand” It’s so fucking good.

Someone EXPLAIN TO ME how Scott learned to do fucking gymnastics. WHEN DID HE LEARN THIS? I hate this bullshit “I’m a werewolf, so I can do anything” shit. Especially since it’s LITERALLY just Scott they let do it. Everyone else has to actually do the work to learn it.

So...how exactly does Deucalion know where Deaton is? This literally just supports my theory that Deaton set the whole thing up.

ALSO, since I already have the tag I feel no shame in pointing out that Scott didn’t even HESITATE when he learned Derek was going to die. He immediately asked about Deaton. Yeah yeah, Deaton is a father figure to him, but if that’s an acceptable excuse for Scott to use now, then it should count as an acceptable one when it’s STILES” FATHER BEING THREATENED (but I digress, we’re not there yet.)

How did I never notice that Lydia’s Left handed?

andd.....how did Lydia know that? How did Scott know that? What did Deucalion say that even remotely hints at Danny? Scott doesn’t know about Danny’s paper...what?

Fuck yeah, vengeful Boyd. I dig it.

uh....why couldn’t allison just stand next to Scott in the closet. you know, like she did while he was getting in? Also, why was Allison hiding with him anyway? It’s HER HOUSE and HER BEDROOM.

um....okay, i know that we all like the sterek fics where they have to hide in the closet and one of them pops a boner...but I’mma be real, it’s a lot more uncomfortable when I know she broke up with Scott and they’ve been in there for like ten seconds. Plus there’s the whole knowing that she DEFINITELY has enough room to move away and so does he. *shrug*

Side note: Allison where the fuck do you get these clothes? THey’re both awesome and...kinda weird? Did you buy that dress in france?

okay, i’ll admit it, i do actually kinda like the camera angle through the map, with the blacklight lighting up the symbols (though the symbols flash on and off a little too fast). It’s kinda cool.

uh, how would taking the picture help? You don’t have the blacklight over it? None of the markings are visible anymore

why does Chris keep walking in and out? AND WHY DIDN”T ALLISON DO THAT THE FIRST TIME?

Stiles in plaid and Converse? Yes. Yes. please. That’s so my aesthetic I’m so fucking jealous. He looks COMFY.

This whole interaction is just so fucking weird XD

But like, why would Stiles know to go through Danny’s stuff instead of just asking him why he might’ve been targeted??

HOW WOULD THEY KNOW TO CUT THE POWER? THIS DOESN’T MAKE SENSE. Why does the ALpha pack keep showing up with way more information than they should have? It’s so annoying! It’s one thing if Morrell is feeding them information, but she wouldn’t have KNOWN about this! This was a good plan and there’s NO REASON the Alphas should’ve known what Boyd, Isaac, and Derek were doing! What the fuck?

....god i love Derek’s red eyes.

....god i hate that I know where this is going.

....god i wish he’d just let them tear her apart.

I know that it’s meant to be setting up the cora/stiles thing, but I love that she doesn’t hesitate to touch him, and that when she stops him it’s with a very quiet “stop.” She’s really gentle with him, which is just fucking nice. Werewolves taking care to be gentle with Stiles is like...nice.

Since when did Scott know about the plan with Boyd and Isaac? Since when did Stiles know? Is Boyd seriously texting Cora while Derek and Kali are fighting, or did he text her as soon as the power was cut?

is this the first time we see a werewolf bounce off the mountain ash? I mean, I think so, but we also see Peter in S1 try to get past some. There’s no glowing when he comes into contact with the shield. It’s the same with Isaac and Erica in s2. I mean...I guess they’re just trying to upgrade the ash stuff? I gotta say though, I kinda prefered when there were no special effects. It seemed cooler when literally the only thing making it work was belief and having this totally invisible barrier that Peter couldn’t cross. It was cool.

....i think i’m procrastinating seeing the end of this fight. I’m gonna fucking cry.

Why...why does Isaac turn and yell ‘wait’ to Boyd when he was the one running forward to Julia? I am confusion.

Dude, if Alphas could break through mountain ash barriers then Talia Hale WOULDN”T HAVE DIED. THE HALE PACK WOULDn’T HAVE DIED.

I wanna point out here, that this fight between Derek and Kali makes sense for once. Him losing makes sense. We know that the Alphas are much older than they look, or at least Kali, Deucalion and Ennis were. Aiden and Ethan don’t show up in that flashback. ANyway, Kali’s probably in her thirties or forties. SHe’s much older than Derek and she’s been fighting for a lot longer, not to mention fighting to kill.

Seriously, someone get my boy a quarterstaff to knock her feet away.

I really really don’t understand this stuff. Why is it whenever people (I mean Derek, because it’s literally always Derek) get forced to use their werewolf claws/teeth (because again I cannot believe this is happening more than once) he for some reason can’t just...shift back? Retract his claws and fangs? Derek has amazing control, he should totally have been able to do it. With the venom it made sense, he was paralyzed. But now??

What exactly was the fucking point of having Scott break the mountain ash barrier, just to have the sheriff show up and shoot Deaton down? That was literally useless.

also, Noah is an amazing shot. Hot damn.

ALSO. LIterally all this info about true alphas is being whispered to Scott when he’s all alone? How the fuck am i supposed to trust that deaton even ever said that shit to Scott? He could totally be lying about it.

WHAT KIND OF TOTAL BULLSHIT BACKWARDS ASS PLOTLINE IS THIS? After half the season being about Deucalion attacking Derek and trying to get him into the pack, suddenly “Deucalion isn’t after Derek, he’s after you” WHAT? THat’s the STUPIDEST LAZIEST SHIT I’VE EVER SEEN.

and to end my rant BOYD SHOULD NOT HAVE DIED. ARE YOU KIDDING ME? PETER STUCK HIS ENTIRE HAND THROUGH DEREK”S CHEST IN SEASON 1 WHIL IN HIS ALPHA FORM AND THREW HIM INTO A WALL AND DEREK SURVIVED JUST FINE. WHAT IS THIS NONSENSE???

Final Thoughts: No. No, no, no no, no, and no. The ‘plotline’ of this episode is literally like fifteen things that have nothing to do with each other.

Admittedly, there were a few nice moments. Cora, Lydia, and Stiles was an awesome trio. Boyd, Isaac, and Derek was an awesome trio. The sheriff? Amazing. Melissa? A fucking hero. Danny, a genius saint.

All in all, I’m going to tear this episode to shreds in order to rewrite it. Get fucked, Davis.

[xiucas]

                                       “媽咪, 我哋要去哪裡?”                                   mama, where are we going?

a - “i’m american, actually.”

it’s quite often that people mistake joshua for being foreign by good ol’ fashion assumptions of race. while he was originally born in hong kong, joshua was adopted by an american family when he was four years old. 

b - brave

while he would never consider himself to be as such, joshua is the first person to jump in defense of those he cares for. and on top of that, he goes into haunted buildings for a hobby/living so he isn’t exactly easy to spook.

c - “our last name is clark.”

he was adopted at four years old, raised within a large family of other adopted siblings. it was strange, having to learn a new language and take on a whole new life. and that new life began with a new name. huang li jie became joshua clark.

d - dishi

dishi, a beloved stuffed rabbit he brought to boston with him after the adoption was finalized. it is the only keepsake he possesses that was given to him by this birth mother. it has been repaired so often, joshua has lost count how many times his mom stitched him back together. now that he’s on his own, the young man has taken up the repairs on his own. he plans to die with that rabbit by his side.

e - eight

it was around eight years old that the nightmares finally started to fade, a relief to his family as it had been difficult to endear. years of this tiny soul crawling into beds that he could find, seeking comfort from whomever would give it to him. perhaps not every night, but consistent. the wet streets disappeared, the incoherent rabble of cantonese shouting ebbed away. and the tears evaporated upon a face he had begun to forget.

f - “you are my best friend.”

he had always felt on the outs growing up, always being the weird kid that talked too much and made people question if he was normal or not. it took him ages, but in school he found someone to trust, someone who didn’t treat him like a freak. elliot kelly was there for him through his awkward stages up through his present as he embarks on adulthood with a college degree under his belt and a dream of youtube stardom. if there is one person on earth that he would call his most trusted and best friend, it’s him.

g. “ghosts, man! ghosts!”

it had started as a joke, a passing conversation of what it would be like to have it. and then it became a reality when joshua came home one day with a new expensive camera and a passion to take a chance. who cares if it didn’t pan out, it would be fun just to mess around with the idea and maybe have a good time doing it. besides i mean, ghosts, man! ghosts!

h - “hauntings aren’t always about apparitions and cold spots. sometimes it’s just a feeling.”

during his internship at a tech company, the channel began to pick up traction and with the addition of their mutual friend, percy, they had a full-fledge channel. subscribers were pouring in and suddenly they were making money off of their channel and not just messing around with a camera. soon, people were inviting them to their alleged haunted buildings, and suddenly it wasn’t a hobby anymore. he abandoned his internship to put his focus purely in the channel. and they’ve recently hit their first million subscribers.

i - “i love you.”

romance was fleeting, something that joshua had never put too much effort into. especially considering he never thought he was particularly interesting. attractive, sure, but that was only skin deep. martha parker was the first girl that joshua ever said i love you to. and while it may not have lasted, it never faded but simply evolved into an unbreakable bond. sometimes your first love is meant for more than just a memory.

j - “i actually like jogging.”

by the time high schoo hit, joshua had grown into himself somewhat and the overwhelming awkwardness gave way to a more charming awkward. however, instead of throwing himself into multiple relationships in his teenage years, he spent most of it in the gym with his peers working out. he enjoys fitness and is more often in motion than not. he is the type to suggest going on a hike before going to the movies.

k - kin

family? friends? his entire family is based on you make your family; it isn’t always blood. and it’s with this example that joshua has lived his entire life as making his own family. his friendships are an extension of that body, of that ever evolving nervous system. it is why he only keeps positive influences in his life.

l - last minute snack run

there is no shortage of junk in the kelly/clark household. so much so in fact that he will drop everything if he has a craving something unhealthy for him. he may be a fitness nerd, but you better believe he needs his cheetos or else there will be hell to pay.

m - maya

a twitch goddess, a crush, a friendship. this girl is someone that joshua would likely drop everything for if she ever asked it of him. he may not know it yet but she has ‘love of my life’ radiating off her in waves, in the way she smiles and the way she moves. he may be a fool, but he is determined to not screw it up. maya is a once in a lifetime type of person. even an idiot can see that. 

n - “you’re damn right i’m into that nerd shit!”

growing up joshua often struggled to bond with his peers as he tended to not enjoy the same things as the other kids his age. up until middle school, joshua tended to avoid sports (until he realized he was good at them), and often preferred the company of books and film. that extended to comic books as well, and sometimes got mocked for it while growing up. and even now, as he would consider himself confident in who he is, he will be the first to defend this so called ‘nerd shit’.

o - “ooooooooooh!”

it’s not to say that he’s an idiot, but he can sometimes come off like one because he struggles to pay attention to things. especially on the first time around. often, you might have to repeat yourself before he truly comprehends what you said. he’ll get there, give him a minute.

p - “which parents do you want me to talk about cuz--it’s not that easy.”

joshua is adopted, a member of the extensive clark clan. while he appreciates his family more than he can say; he had a very stable childhood. however, his biological family is something that has been a bit of a mystery for him. his memories are hazy if not filled with faceless people speaking in unintelligible mumbles. he was too young to remember. but joshua is tenacious, and he isn’t willing to let it fade with time.

q - “oh do you remember this quote from--”

this kid is constantly quoting things from books, tv shows, and movies. in fact, it could be argued that the majority of his personality was formed from the media. odds are, he is the one in the group who is snapping his fingers and flailing quite ostentatiously trying to remember the quote from something he watched the other day that is relevant to the conversation. or so he thinks.

r - reason to smile

his happy place is the editing room, listening to music while they attempt to get the best content out of their footage as possible. this is usually all three of them collaborating together so everyone has equal say in what they put out there for everyone to watch. they are a team, and it’s one of the best things in the world for joshua to be a part of it. it’s his favorite thing in the entire world.

s - shelter

never one to waste free time, with what little he has joshua gives it to the local no-kill animal shelter where he spents a few hours a week taking care of the animals and helping them get adopted to good homes. he often begs his roommate if he can bring animals home often met with a negative response. even so, he is the one who is out in the yard playing with the dogs to make sure they get socialized.

t - trust

he may come off fun-loving and without a care in the world, but trust is something that isn’t easily won with him considering his circumstances. if you cross him or someone who he cares for deeply, it is likely you will never possess his earnest trust. it’s just the luck of the draw.

u - "what are you doing with my underwear?”

please, if you think this kid is basic, you haven’t been paying attention to him at all. he may have basics in his drawers, but this kid is the type to go into a store and see spongebob boxer briefs and immediately buy them because its god damn spongebob, guys! he is whimsical with his clothes most of the time, so his underwear can’t be boring either.

v - “we’re on vacay!”

joshua is planning a trip to hong kong to take over the holidays as he continues on his journey to find his birth mother. he’s unaware of the journey is going to take him right to his backyard, but for the time being, he is enjoying the planning portion of the trip. after all, he is learning about where he came from and also going away on location. what could go wrong...

w - “you are the fuckin’ worst!”

he is no saint, and he has his fair share of bad habits. like leaving his dirty clothes all over the place, leaving wet towels on the bathroom floor, and leaving empty energy drink cans all over the place. he is a god damn mess and i feel terrible for people who have to live with him. sorry, elliot.

x - “i still think xena is hot!”

strong women are kind of a thing for joshua, as he has a tendency to crave structure, a thing he has been severely lacking since moving out on his own. women who know what they want and aren’t afraid to admit it are his kink. if you boss him around he will listen like the dutiful young man he is.

y - “youtube is paying us, bro!”

it seems new subscribers come in waves as each day passes and because of this, joshua is spending a lot of his time collaborating with other content providers, local historians, and anyone who will listen to him ramble in order to provide the best content to their audience. he is hardworking to the end, especially considering they are making that youtube cash!

z - “zombies terrify the shit out of me, please don’t--”

that’s it. zombies freak him out. please don’t dress up as one and spook him, he will literally squeal like a girl and throw something at your face. proceed with caution.

! - “oh shit!”

nothing elaborate to put here, the boy just has a terrible mouth and tends to curse more often than not. someone get soap for this child’s mouth, it’s dirty.

, - “listen,”

he often has to explain how much of a trash can he is. trust me, he is well aware of his own shortcomings. 

? - “huh?”

sorry, you are going to have to repeat yourself a lot, but that’s okay, because you never know if he’s playing a prank on you or if he genuinely wasn’t paying attention. can he be trusted? that’s a fair question.

: - “you ARE the father 2: electric boogaloo”

joshua will be meeting his birth father, a rather cataclysmic ending to his birth mother journey that will require a lot of explanations, shouting matches, and trying to come to terms with the fact that sometimes, young people just make mistakes and there is no real rhyme or reason as to why anything happens. parents are people too, kids. don’t forget that.

[justsomebucky]

Finding Closure (Part 2)

Summary: AU. Reader left behind a hometown full of misery to make a new home in Brooklyn. A death in the family forces her to briefly return to the place that has haunted her dreams and memories for three years. Will she finally be able to move on, or will a figure from the past change everything?

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x reader

Word Count: 3,682

Warnings: angst, language, more angst, mentions of sexytimes (so I’ll slap a NSFW-but-not-really label on this), flashbacks, mentions of alcoholism

A/N: This is the 2nd part of my submission for the talented and wonderful @tatortot2701 ‘s AU writing challenge.  I took a fluffy prompt and darkened it. My heart has an owwie.

My prompt was 28 .“____ is not a real word.” “Yes it is!”

Part:  1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

You were completely put off by the sight in front of you.

What right did he have to glare at you like that? Anger coursed through your system, and you wanted nothing more than to go over there and point out to everyone in the restaurant exactly why Bucky Barnes was the biggest douchebag in town.

“Whoa, easy there killer.”

Darcy moved to stand beside you, her eyes following your line of sight right to Bucky.

He had the decency to turn around and pretend he didn’t notice you. If only he’d offered the same courtesy to you all those years ago, back when you first laid eyes on him.

“Okay, who is Mr. Long Hair, and why are you trying to murder him with your eyeballs?” she asked, pulling on your sleeve to get attention.

“It’s no one,” you muttered, turning away. “Are you done yet? Can we go?”

“Ah, I see what this is.” Darcy gave you a knowing grin. “Did you guys bone in the back of a Chevy on Makeout Point or whatever happens to rural kids in crappy teen movies?”

“Can we please just-“

“No, I wanna know! Come on! It’ll be therapeutic! Did you pull on that long hair of his and-”

“Darcy, please. I don’t want to stay here anymore. It’s been a horrible day…can we go?”

“I will absolutely leave this place if you sit down and explain to me why you hate that dude.”

You stared at her for a second, but her expression told you she was serious. She was being such a pain in the ass right now.

“Fine.” You leaned forward so that you could lower your voice a little. “His name is James Buchanan Barnes, but everyone calls him Bucky. He’s…that man is my ex-boyfriend.”

Darcy rolled her eyes. “I gathered that from the instant fury in your eyes.” She leaned over, too. “So how did he wrong ya, ma’am?”

“We do not talk like that here,” you muttered, glancing back up as Bucky slid off the bar stool and made his way over to the two women playing pool.

Great.

“Anyways, he and I started dating in high school.”

“I gathered that.”

“Can you not interrupt, please? It’s hard enough to talk about.”

Her eyes widened. “Sorry.”

You let out a sigh, rubbing your forehead a little. “I’m sorry for snapping, I just…” Your eyes flickered over to where Bucky was now playing pool and showing off a little for what was now a small crowd of women.

Whatever.

“You know how you always make fun of me for being reluctant to date or trust guys or open up to people? Well, he’s the reason why.”

“If he hurt you…” Darcy gave you a look.

“Oh, no, never,” you assured her, shaking your head. “He never physically hurt me, just emotionally. In fact, it wasn’t all one-sided. We just…we ended things badly. We both messed up.”

She listened quietly as you told your story for the first time.

It was so cliché; Bucky was your first love and your first real heartbreak, all within a matter of a few years.

You started seeing him when he was a junior and you were a sophomore. Around here, that wasn’t abnormal at all. In fact, it was much cooler to be dating an older guy, though that wasn’t what attracted you to him.

No, the first time you laid eyes on Bucky, he was pulling his long hair up in a bun and grinning at a couple of girls in the hallway. His blue-grey eyes sparkled, and his jawline had the lightest bit of stubble, and you knew right then you were a goner.

You didn’t think he would notice you, a lowly tenth-grader, but as you passed him that day, you somehow managed to catch his attention. His eyes locked on yours, and they stayed on you until you walked into your Home Ec classroom, not far from where he stood.

The whole period was a waste. You not only didn’t want to be there, but all you could do was think of him. What was his name? Was he single? Did he only stare at you because of something on your face?

Lucky for you, he was waiting for you outside the door when the bell rang, and he most definitely was interested.

The two of you started spending most of your time together, sometimes including each other’s friends, too. The one place Bucky never asked you to be is home with your father. After you’d told him your life story, he swore that he would protect you from your father, that you’d always have a safe place with him.

It seemed too good to be true at the time. No one falls in love that young. No one makes plans for the rest of their lives with someone at that age. It was practically unheard of in this generation, and all your friends told you so.

You didn’t listen. You never listened.

When the time came for Bucky to graduate, you thought you were going to die, in that melodramatic teenager way. Everything was up in the air with him…would he stay? Would he head off to college, forcing you to have a long-distance relationship?

It was up to him, and you made that very clear. You told him you’d support his decision, that you didn’t want him to regret something or hold it against you.

In the end, Bucky decided he would stay and wait for you, something that still puzzled you to this day, mostly because of how everything ended.

Things got worse at home, with your father being mostly incapable of taking care of himself, and you began to spend more time with Bucky during the summer before your senior year. Eventually, Bucky got his own little one-bedroom apartment in town, and you started spending the night, too.

You lost your virginity to him on the fourth of July, after Steve’s birthday party. The night had been so amazing, filled with fun and excitement. Fireworks lit up the night sky, and somehow you and Bucky started your own little fireworks in the back of his truck.

After that night, your relationship got really intense. You grew even more attached to him, if that was even possible.

Bucky began to worry more, and the added stress manifested itself in new ways.

He still didn’t want you going back to your house where your drunken father was. He also didn’t think it was good for you to be spending so much time with him, either.

Instead, Bucky started taking on more hours at the garage his uncle owned, fixing cars at all hours of the night and making a crap ton of money doing so. He was saving up, he told you, so that the two of you could have a house someday.

Personally, you were more in love than ever your senior year.

You didn’t notice anything bad happening, not even Bucky’s long hours away from you, because you were busy, too. Your rose-colored glasses were constantly on your face, blocking the truth from your eyes.

While everyone else was worried about homecoming and prom, you were more concerned about what you wanted to do with your life.

You applied to local colleges and universities, hoping for a scholarship, but there weren’t many places nearby that had a lot to offer someone who was good with math and data. Nursing, agriculture, teaching…these were the sorts of majors that offered the big time scholarships.

After winter break, things began to get worse, as deadlines were looming and decisions needed to be made.

Bucky informed you he finally had enough for a down-payment on a house.

You mentioned that you wanted an education.

He reminded you he stayed behind for you, as if you could forget.

You told him you didn’t want to be unable to help support a household.

He said there was nothing like what you wanted here.

You argued that you could look into being a teacher.

The two of you reached an impasse, and decided to talk about it some more later.

Right up until May, you went through the motions of your relationship, ignoring all the what-ifs until you absolutely had to deal with them. It was just easier that way, or so you thought at the time. Between that, problems at home, and trying to pass your finals, you were exhausted.

Still, you never expected what might have been obvious to anyone else.

The night before your own graduation, you decided you were going to ask Bucky to move away with you. You’d ask him after the ceremony was over. What did you have to keep you here besides him, anyways?

If he was willing to spend the money he saved on a house in a different town, a different state even, the two of you could get away from all of this and make a new start together.

Even now you considered that night to be one of your favorite memories, though it was marred by what happened later on. Bucky made love to you, telling you all the ways he cherished you, and you slept in each other’s arms all night. He had breakfast waiting that morning, and gave you a kiss, saying he’d be there at your graduation that night.

When you crossed the stage in your cap and gown to receive your diploma, the first face you saw was Bucky’s as he sat in the front row and whistled. He was the only one there for you that night; your dad couldn’t be bothered to show.

You gave your valedictorian speech, everyone threw their caps in the air, and just like that, high school was over.

Apparently, so was your relationship.

He came up to you, looking somber and holding a bouquet of flowers with a little note tucked inside.

As soon as you saw him, you turned and threw your arms around his neck with a happy squeal. His arms tightened around you, and you felt his breath tickle your ear as he spoke.

“Congratulations, graduate.”

You let go of him and accepted the flowers, leaning your head to smell one of the beautiful roses. You tucked the note in your pocket for later. “Thank you! I’m so glad it’s finally over.”

He was being uncharacteristically quiet. When your eyes met his again, you knew that he was going to say something you either were going to be thrilled with or didn’t want to hear. The look in his eyes…

“Bucky, what? Just say it.” Your grip tightened on the bouquet as you braced yourself.

He put his hands in his pockets, but kept his eyes on you. “I bought the garage this morning.”

You frowned at him. “Your uncle’s garage? Why? I thought you were saving that money for our house?”

“It’s a good investment, since I don’t have a college education.”

“I don’t understand…I thought you wanted to live together? To start our lives together?”

Bucky nodded. “I do. We weren’t really moving on any decisions, so I made one.”

“Without me?” You were stunned. This was too big a decision to make on his own.

“I thought you’d be happy, Doll. I finally got something solid for us?” His blue eyes were full of confusion.

Was he really that dense?

“You made a decision for you, Bucky,” you replied, trying to keep it together. “I never said that’s what I wanted.”

“You never said much of anything, though. You went back and forth on everything. I thought maybe if you saw I had put in a real effort…” He shook his head. “Clearly you never wanted to be with a mechanic loser like me in the end. I’ll never be enough.”

“That’s not – don’t be ridiculous!” you exclaimed. Your hand holding the flowers dropped to your side. “I told you I would support your decision to stay another year, and I did. But for the last year, Bucky, all you’ve been talking about is buying a house! I thought you wanted one with me, I thought we would move away together!”

“It’s too late, Doll. I bought the garage,” he said, reaching for you and cringing when you pulled away. “I dumped all my savings into it. I know I won’t be able to sell it that fast now.”

“I can’t believe you did this,” you said softly, staring at him. “I was going to tell you tonight, that I wanted to move away with you. I can’t stay here. I have to get out of this town, Bucky, and away from my father. I can’t-“

When your voice caught, you let out a sob, covering your mouth with your free hand.

This was really happening. All your plans, your hopes for the future, they were all pointless now.

Bucky cleared his throat, blinking rapidly. “I bought the garage, and I guess that means I’m staying here. I think…I think you should go live your life somewhere else, and get out of this shithole. You deserve better than this.”

His words felt like a knife cutting into your chest, leaving you straining for air. “It’s over?”

“It’s over,” he whispered, closing his eyes. “I’m s-“

You shoved the flowers back against his chest, turned, and ran as fast as you could away from him.

You ran all the way to Brooklyn, to be exact.

“That sonofabitch,” Darcy snarled, glancing over her shoulder at Bucky. “I’ve had just enough margaritas to give him a piece of my mind.”

“Don’t, Darce, please, it’s not worth it. We just…we screwed up, didn’t communicate. We had different plans.”

“He broke your heart! I think you deserve a better explanation than that!”

“Judging by the looks he’s giving me, I think I did a number on him, too. And he did write me a note that was in the flowers, but I never bothered to open it. I was too upset to look at it, so I shoved it in a box in my bedroom.”

“Ha! Well, we need to find that box when we go there tomorrow.”

You made a face. “That’s assuming that my father didn’t pawn my stuff for booze money and toss the rest in the trash.”

Bucky wasn’t playing pool anymore. He was back over at the bar, talking to a very tall, very familiar looking person who happened to be your only other friend in the world.

Steve Rogers was here.

It was like high school’s greatest hits; fate was throwing everything in your face at once.

The sight of Steve made your heart ache for simpler times, like when the three of you would sit in the back of Bucky’s pickup truck and listen to music, or go out to a movie.

He looked over just then, his blue eyes widening at the sight of you. Steve said something to Bucky, who nodded once and returned to his beer.

In no time at all, Steve was in front of you, scooping you out of your seat for the biggest bear hug anyone could ever want.

“It’s been a long time, stranger.”

You gripped him back just as tightly, burying your face in his shoulder. “I know.”

“Whoa, who the hell is this guy?”

Leave it to Darcy to break the mood. Steve let you go, and you pulled away to introduce your roommate.

“Steve, this is Darcy Lewis, she lives with me in Brooklyn. Darcy, this is Steve Rogers, and he is my only other friend on this planet.”

“Some friend,” he scoffed, smiling at you to let you know he was kidding. His eyes flitted to Darcy’s. “She hasn’t spoken to me in a long time.”

“With good reason,” you protested, nodding your head at the bar.

“Ah, yeah, well…” Steve rubbed the back of his neck for a second, then his eyes softened. “I’m sorry about your father.”

“Me too.”

“I wanted to text you, but I wasn’t sure if you were okay to talk about it. I guess that’s why you’re back?”

“Well it’s not to have beers at this place.”

“Hey, I happen to own this place.”

Your eyes widened. “Oh shit, I’m sorry Steve. You bought this place?”

“Uh huh. Old man Jet was gonna let some guy buy it and make it into a parking lot, but we had so many good times here…I just didn’t want the people still around here to be without someplace to hang out and make their own memories.”

You watched his face as he looked around the restaurant proudly, and you couldn’t help but feel a little guilty. In all your efforts to forget this place, you’d forgotten that loads of good people loved it here. “It’s great, Stevie, really. I like the name, too.”

Steve grinned at you, then gestured to your table and all the food you’d had. “I’m a sucker for a beautiful woman giving me compliments. On the house, all of it!”

“In that case, I’m going to get another drink,” Darcy declared.

“Just make sure that’s all it is,” you called to her retreating form.

“She’s quite a woman,” Steve remarked, looking over his shoulder at Darcy. “I don’t know how you can handle someone like that. Makes me glad I married Peggy. Is everyone like that in New York?”

You were about to reply, but Bucky chose that exact moment to glance over at the two of you with a frown on his face.

Steve noticed too, turning back to you to try to change the subject. “I’m happy to see you, anyways, Y/N. I wish you would have called first, we could have planned something.”

“Thanks, Steve, but I really hadn’t intended on staying long enough to be noticed. It was supposed to be in and out, except for my meeting with Sam Wilson tomorrow. He’s handling the estate.” You paused, glancing back at Bucky. “Besides, it looks like there’s at least one person here not happy to see me.”

“It’s just unexpected after all this time, Y/N…”

“No, that’s not it. This town is too small for my visit to be unexpected. Everyone knows my father passed away. Everyone knows the funeral was today. No, Bucky, he- he wanted me to leave and never come back. He didn’t want me to be here anymore so he didn’t have to feel guilty about what happened.”

“Should he, though?” he raised an eyebrow at you. “He was trying to do what he thought would be good for you both.”

“Without asking me first, Steve! You know what they say about good intentions.”

Steve sighed. “Look, you’re both my friends, I don’t want to get into this.”

“No, let’s discuss it, Steve, right here. What’s he been doing with his life?”

He cleared his throat. “He still runs that garage.”

You waited for more, a little surprised when he didn’t say anything else. “That’s it? No wife? No kids?”

“No. He has the garage and that’s been his focus for the last three years now.”

“That’s all?”

“Yep. He’s pretty well off, though, a self-made man. And honestly, Y/N, he’s probably just wondering why you bothered to come back for the funeral. He knew about you and your father, remember?”

Well that didn’t make any sense at all.

You were so lost in thought that you didn’t catch Darcy in time before she walked up to Bucky and opened her big fat mouth.

“Oh, damn,” you muttered, moving past Steve to try and reach your roommate before she did or said anything stupid.

“And who the hell are you?” Bucky was glaring, but his voice didn’t sound all that harsh.

“I’m Y/N’s best friend and I have a few questions for you. First of all, how dare you?” Darcy was right up in his face now.

You didn’t want to be this close to him, but something had to be done. “Darce, come on, it’s not worth it, we need to g-“

“No,” she cried out, jabbing a finger into Bucky’s chest. “He’s got some ‘splainin’ to do, and not in a cute Lucy way.” She stared at him with wild eyes. “You broke her. She doesn’t work right anymore!”

“Darcy, please!” You looked over your shoulder to see Steve coming to the rescue. “Stop…”

Steve moved to put his arm around her shoulders. “Come on, Darcy, I’ll get you another drink, made special just for you.” He mouthed the words ‘no alcohol’ to you as he led her away from Bucky. She was more than happy to go with your handsome blond friend, her protest against your ex-boyfriend all but forgotten.

Unfortunately, that left you standing in front of him, blinking with your mouth open, as awkward as could be.

His blue-grey eyes stared back at you, his expression unreadable for a brief moment before he looked away. Bucky reached into his wallet and threw down a couple of bills before standing. “I’m out of here.”

You were left feeling like that teenager who just graduated all over again.

It still hurt. God, you didn’t realize how much you missed his stupid face until tonight.

He couldn’t even be civil with you, that’s how much he didn’t want you in his life.

“No, you stay,” you told him, moving to block his exit as you tried to steady your breathing. “I’ll leave. That’s what you always wanted, right?”

It wasn’t fair and you knew it, but you weren’t feeling particularly rational tonight.

You turned on your heel, reaching for Darcy’s arm as you passed her and Steve. “Thank you for everything, Steve. I’ll text you sometime.”

Darcy didn’t even protest as you dragged her out of the restaurant and to your waiting rental car.

“Don’t trip,” you told her, holding the car door open as she hobbled inside.

“Why, cause it’s shlippy?” she slurred.

You chose to ignore that.

She didn’t speak again until you were both safely in your hotel room, where she wrapped her arms around you and apologized.

You barely slept that night.

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[i-eat-mold]

thank you op you get me get me (thanks sab for sending me this piece of gold)

mafia executives double black: cigarettes, rainbow braces, pimple patches, guns, and voice cracks

I know that the anime has teen Dazai and Chuuya speaking in their normal voices, but it's infinitely more funny (and accurate) to just headcanon them having voice breaks all the time.

Imagine, soukoku, the most devastating rivals and kissing machines staring down at you menacingly as you come to terms with the fact that you're about to die, the red one starts glowing, you close your eyes and brace for impact, and then...

"AnY LaSt WoRdS?"

All is silent for a moment, before the other one starts laughing hysterically, and you get to crawl away to the sound of two teenage boys yelling at the top of their lungs like preschool kids.