#and i feel almost insulted by the way they were talking abt it as if they were clearly embarrassed

[teenagefeeling]

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[maraczeks]

newsroom rw thread pt 9

[wttcsms]

balancing act fan anon here again 👋🏼 girl…… i will take anything that you got for this fic (i really may be the only feral gojo fan u got in ur fanbase 🥲)

one of my favorite parts abt writing balancing act is the idea that reader is seen as this total girlboss (in the least cringe way, i swear 😭) so she’ll sometimes be described as - or even describes herself - as that annoying antagonistic evil woman in the hallmark movies. you know, the one that the businessman male lead is engaged to but ends up dumping in favor of choosing the sweeter, nice small town girl instead. but a major part of balancing act is emphasizing how in relationships, there's sort of a part we choose to play when we enter them. so, we get a glimpse of this in the first chapter when reader is talking to utahime, and in the narration, it's mentioned that reader cannot believe that utahime's ex boyfriend broke up w her because he considered her to be "shy" and "demure" but it's commented that reader recalls utahime drunkenly choking out gojo during karaoke night when they were in college; there's nothing shy or demure abt that. and so u wonder (but never ask) about how utahime presented herself in that relationship.

some fun scenes + notes that i took for balancing act:

reader and gojo make intense, intimate eye contact and reader gets nervous, dare i say, thrown off balance, and he thinks you're going to say something sweet and you are thinking of saying something nice and genuine to him but what comes out is "you need to get some brown contacts. seriously." and then u walk off and ur like what the actual fuck did i just say that, why did i say that. he's thinking wtf too

reader is kinda ass at cooking, so u go to a convenience store nearby ur apartment but that one closed down (a recurring anecdote LMAO), so u resort to going to a 7/11 that GOJO happens to go to often and you know how there's like a section where u can cook the ramen or food u purchased and ur just sitting there eating, decompressing after work, and out of the corner of ur eye, who do u see? GOJO

cue awkward, accusatory "what are you doing here?!" against his "me? i live like two blocks from here, and i'm here every week, what are you doing here?" and ur like "every week? that is so not the brag you think it is." despite the fact that reader's dinner like 3x a week is instant ramen heated up in a convenience store microwave

and reader is kind of embarrassed bc u feel like this is something lame of u, almost shameful, because again, appearances to u matter. but gojo is fucking loaded and u see the fancy takeout he gets for lunch in the office so ur confused as to why he's eating instant spicy noodles and using the same public microwave you just used, and he's like, well, the food here is really cheap

and ur like "yea cause it's packed w preservatives and chemicals." and hes like "well u seem to be enjoying ur preservatives and chemicals." and ur like "yes. they say u should eat ur skincare. this is cheaper than botox. im gonna be so preserved, i'm going to look this way forever." and now, ur once a week ritual is to sit next to each other and eat instant ramen

blah blah blah, this is abt how there is no performance when it comes to each other; although, maybe it'll be touched on/mentioned that in the beginning stages of you two being in the process of opening up to each other, there is still a level of performance going on (re: reader immediately trying to turn the embarrassment u feel abt herself by "shaming" gojo for doing the same exact thing only to end up enjoying his company and doing said activity together. maybe something abt how u two always exchange this performance (insulting each other) like it's a type of pleasntry; their own little version of a "hi, how are you" type thing)

short scene immediately after is a convo w him and geto, where geto asks whats got him so happy and gojo is like "we're getting botox together."

and the whole point of ur relationship and why it’ll work and why it’s just so different is that between the two of you, y'all have both always been performative in ur respective romantic relationships (to a certain extent)

but w gojo, reader is unabashedly and sometimes even embarrassingly yourself, your full self, in front of him and when we finally get to month three of the story, you're trying to seduce him, so u get all dressed up

and gojo knows ur trick and he stays strong but what gets him to snap and give in

is when he sees u in the morning, making coffee, no makeup, messy hair, wearing his shirt

ALSO, u tell gojo he's annoying bc he makes u laugh all the time which makes ur makeup crease around ur smile lines + gojo says softly, hidden by the sounds of ur laughter, "but i like ur smile lines. i like your smile"

gojo can be a sweetiepie, reader just needs to have a breakdown in front of him

i wouldn't say it's angst, i think both need to have their own moment of self reflection to be like ok damn, this is who i am as a person. and again, you're both used to being performative people

you'll have a moment where you're close to each other, and the conversation turns serious and maybe even oddly sweet, and reader's "instincts" just kick in and so u back away, both physically and figuratively, trying to change the subject

and i think an important aspect is that this is out of gojo's comfort zone as well; he can joke around, he can be a (poor) flirt, he teases, and so he's putting himself out there by also engaging in serious convo w you, in being the most open about himself

and so it's v hurtful to see the light at the end of the tunnel, to believe that you can really let him in and that it's worth putting himself out there

and so, rationally, he can only handle being shut out (while also feeling like he's being thrown aside) for so long

so cliche, he's drawing back and now you're the one who has to do the pulling him in while he's somewhat pushing you out

just, moral of the story, u can't expect someone to love u unless you show up with your full self in tow and allow them to know you

and being a #corporategirlboss isn't as much fun as buzzfeed articles will have u believing

and so i think you are v focused on ur looks as well

and u two go on a business trip

and ur luggage goes missing which contains ur makeup bag

and ur like tweaking tf out LMAO

[sophieinwonderland]

this fake death thing happens all the time its a classic trick from 2015 tumblr and its very frustrating bc you cant really win once they do it, bc theres a not so small number of people who either Believe Everything or think that morally everyone Should Believe Everything and they all also think its evil to speak ill of the dead.

so while the person is active, theyre trolling, so no argument tactics are effective. then once theyve deactivated, its now "well theyre dead you shouldnt make this about internet drama i cant believe youd be so heartless" from almost all of the decent people in the tags no matter how obvious or implausible the whole thing is

not gonna lie i also feel kinda insulted the way people talk abt it like it really is that big of a deal, like "they could have DIED its so fucked up the way everyone-" no they couldn't have. bc they were making fun. Of people like you. Who are taking the attempt seriously. like please just IGNORE it at least !

I can't say I'm too familiar with how far this goes back, but I do recall an incident earlier this year with one of these fake suicides. As I recall, that was an anti-endo who r/systemscringe went after for being in a relationship with a minor. (It was only a 4-year age gap and the minor was 16 so over the age of consent in most of the world and the majority of states in the US.) If I'm remembering the incident correctly, they claimed to have committed suicide and then later started posting pretending to be their own mom. But writing in much the same way.

I think they might have revealed they were still alive later, but I don't remember exactly. Even if they didn't, it was still pretty obvious.

The whole incident was just really bizarre, and everyone involved was terrible. (I saved a draft I never posted calling out r/systemscringe for their handling of it. The r/systemscringe mods contacted the parents of the 16-year-old "victim," and the parents took her social media from her. I believe she was also a DID system, which means it's very possible that she suffered abuse at home. To me, isolating a potential abuse victim is a terrible outcome, but r/systemscringe wasn't concerned about that and celebrated getting the girl isolated.)

I think we need to normalize healthy skepticism of these fake revenge suicides. Not to doubt everyone. But at least to acknowledge when there are MASSIVE red flags everywhere. If a serial liar is claiming to have taken their lives, be skeptical.

If they are constantly telling huge verified lies for the purposes of stirring up drama, chances are far more likely than not that they're still doing the same thing.

[kyuummie]

I am absolutely insane abt c!TNT duo, and don’t have anyone irl talk to abt them :[. Pls info dump to me abt c!TNT duo and pls bestow upon me any and all c!TNT duo headcanons that u have. It’d absolutely make my day (also, ur pretty cool and I like ur Tumblr)

i am SO mad i had entire PARAGRAPHS OF AN ANSWER to this but it didnt save as a draft. TWICE. Anyways i finally decided to check my inbox..!!!!!!!!!!

And thank you! im not creative when it comes to hcs so heres ramble about metaphors and comparisons that are canonical/headcanon for ctntduo. Would base this on canon divergent interpretations but Nah

1- yin/yang

very obvious. “he is my yang”. recognizable and iconic. Two opposites which bring harmony. self perpetuating cycle of two interconnected sides.

the self perpetuating part is very important. it has always been established that they have a push and pull for everything, because they relish in the other’s reactions and its almost instinct. it all started this way too, their upbringing puts them in a very strange position slash relationship. they “balance” each other out — rather,, they teeter on a tightrope keeping them entertained and enabled . they are sides of the same coin, and complement the other. they always have a quick witty quip ready for the other’s petty insults, so so predictable. they dont keep harmony and peace between them, more so a light to keep them going similar to a smoker lighting cigarettes over and over again (insert the 10000 arts of wil lighting his cig with Qs light and vice versa. my fave ever) its close to an addiction, they need each other to keep running and flowing in the most unconventional ways they can find. if you look carefully, they are always circling enabling balancing each other

2- fire/light/burning

i like the metaphor of cwil being under the spotlight of people's perception .. sure, its cool to finally be able to see and interact with people but Q is different. he isnt and never will be afraid of wil. he is only "unpredictable" to him. freakishly enough this is also entertaining to Q. what will he destroy next? graffiti next? say next? do next? he cant help himself but to react. wil on the other hand will do anything to get a petty reaction from Q, to get his precious eyes on him that makes him burn in the light. tearing each other apart then rebuilding each other is an important component of their relationship me thinks

3- president/vice president

usually, i tjink this is a concept used to try and dethrone the other of their humongous egos and get that feeling of a win lol its all about reaction

their relationship is so interesting and weird because of the fact they wanted to over throw the other in politics — i dont think you see two POLITICAL rivals have that homoerotic tension often … anywhere! but i think its so funny that they became a version of the other further down the line (menace -> president, president -> menace) and it also goes back to the yinyang, over time and under certain conditions one can become the other because the other will always be present in the other. (like yin contains yang vice versa)

4- cannibalism Sorry /j

ok this is Strictly fanon. does this count as a headcanon i dont know.

if anyone remmeberes there was a certain point over on ctnttwt a handful of people were crazy for cannibalism ctnt go read whispers of blood and love. recently its become a not too uncommon/pretty popular characteristic for oc ships etc. of course its usually metaphorical in (ctnt) art and sometimes written but the act of giving yourself up completely to another to become a part of them goes pretty well with the psychology of ctnt/the game they play so i very much see the vision when people use this concept to depict Wil’s “devotion” (i guess? idk Refer back to ‘I am your servant’) to stay w Q in order to keep feeling that feeling of being “alive”.

it also goes hand in hand with quackitys want for power over people/things from beinng deprived of it in his earlier days. biggest stretch ever but also his capitalistic ideals to consume consume consume. and wil is willing to give him that opportunity because it is beneficial to him as well. horrible mutualism psa guys dont eat your boyfriend

these r mostly cwilbur centric mb. i also hate being wrong Which is why i hate having HCs. but why should i when theyre practically my ocs and the whole point of hcs is that theyre YOUR canon but oh well

anyone and everyone add on if u Like. Humble me if im wrong idc

[iheartksi]

𝐽𝐽 & 𝐷𝑒𝑗𝑖 𝐹𝑖𝑐

Summary: Deji gets drunk and vents to JJ abt sum stuff

Warnings: Swearing, my first fic

Everyone knew Deji was a lightweight and a sweetheart when he was drunk, wanting nothing more than to hug and rant about all of his problems. The Sidemen found it adorable and also quite akward, seeing as Deji would say things about himself noone else was meant to hear. After a couple drinks, Deji would find the nearest person and hug them, dishing out random compliments for no reason at all. The Sidemen found it cute, especially when Deji would latch on to his older brother telling him he loves him like it's his last day on Earth.

Everyone also knew what happened on the night of December 25th, 2018. Deji and JJ's heated arguement. Although everything was sorted out and the two brothers reunited, Deji would always look back on that day, the videos, the diss tracks, the petty insults. He would always feel bad about the events that took place, even after apologizing to his brother for what happened.

3rd Pov:

Chatter filled the walls of the Airbnb the Sidemen had rented. It had two stories, 5 bathrooms, 3 bedrooms, and a large living room which sat next to the kitchen. The Sidemen were throwing a party, and not just any party, it was their annual get-together, where the Sidemen and their closest friends hang out, chat, and get drunk.

Deji sat next to Chris as they watched a show, comepletely zoned out. They hadn't said a word to eachother, being too busy in their beer cans. The loud chatter of the guests set off a ringing in Deji's ears, bothering him. Deji didn't drink much. But when he did, he just couldn't keep his hands off of it. To him, it felt like nothing else existed, just Deji and his thoughts. And, as weird as it sounds, Deji was a lightweight. When he wasn't drinking, he was ranting on and on about his problems to just about anyone who would listen. He couldnt handle too much beer or too much of any alcohol really, which is why JJ always made sure to keep an eye on him when they were drinking.

"Oh, shit." Deji mumbled, peering into his empty can. Chris turned his head to look at the boy, comepletely out of it. The lightweight slid off of the couch, heading to the kitchen for another drink. His black slides, which he wore everywhere, slid across the wooden planks of the floor, not able to be heard over the loud music and chattering of everyone. Empty can in hand, Deji brushed past Simon and Ethan, talking and laughing about, on his way to the fridge. Simon and Ethan exchange worried looks before returning to their conversation.

Finally, the boy gets to the fridge, well, almost. His brother, JJ, is standing infront of it, talking to Vik and Lux. "Dej, what are you doing?" JJ asks his brother, as Vik and Lux's attention are now focused on Deji. The boy stands there, barely comprehending what's going on around him. He points to the fridge with his free hand. Ksi, Vik, and Lux all look at the empty can in his other hand. "Dej, go sit the fuck down, you're wasted out of your mind." The older brother reprimanded. Again, Deji just stands there in silence, his mind numb. It's like his brain isn't working.

Deji points to the fridge again.

"No Dej, I said no, now go sit down and stop drinking." JJ talked slowly so his brother could understand, and he did. "Ok." He spoke, still staring at JJ. And instead of turning around, he walked forward, wrapping his arms around his older brother, laying his head on his chest. Vik and Lux shared an 'awe' as JJ rubbed Deji's back with his free hand, rolling his eyes. "He's just such a weirdo, he always does this when he's drunk, i don't know." The brothers continued hugging, Deji showing no sigh of letting go. "I'm sorry, JJ." Deji muttered.

Ksi looks down at his brother who's eyes are still closed. "It's okay, just go sit down." JJ tries urging him so he can return to his conversation. "No, like i'm sorry." He slurs again, hugging JJ even tighter. Vik and Lux just laugh, unsure of what to do. Ksi lets out a deep breath, rolling his eyes. "Sorry for what, Dej?" He can't help but smile at the affection of his drunken brother. JJ rubs Deji's back with one hand, taking another sip of his beer with the other. "For everything." The boy sniffles, his head still on his brothers' chest.

JJ looks at Deji again, this time a little confused. "What's wrong, Deji?" JJ looked at Vik and Lux with a 'give me a moment' look and they did, walking away. Ksi hugged his brother tighter, beer still in his hand. "Everything." A tear rolls down Deji's face, staining his brother's navy blue shirt. JJ sighs, debating on whether he should stay and chat or be a good brother and tend to his. "Do you want to talk, Deji?" JJ asks, knowing his brother had something on his chest. "JJ, is Deji okay?" Simon yells over the loud music, who just shrugs. "I don't know, he's wasted out of his fucking mind. He might be tired." The older brother replied as they left the kitchen and headed upstairs.

JJ closed the door behind him as they both got in the bed. Deji put his head on JJ's chest, getting comfortable.

"What's up, Dej?"

Deji thought for a second.

"Uhm..."

He started. "I feel bad... for y'know, the diss track and everything." The drunken boy talked slowly, still not sober. "Okay and i forgive you, we've put that behind us, Dej." JJ responds, rubbing Deji's back again. "No, I know, it's just... I feel like a bad brother for doing you like that and turning mom and dad against you. You didn't deserve it." Deji sniffles, not bothering to hold his tears back. He was very emotional when he was drunk. "Awe Dej... it's okay, I told you we were both wrong in some parts and we both apologized." JJ comforted his brother, looking at him. He hated seeing his brother sad or mad, though it was a rare sight, seeing as Deji was always smiling or laughing.

"Yeah, but even after that I felt like a terrible brother compared to you, like you treat me so good, JJ, I don't deserve it." Deji finally opens up to JJ, exposing his vulnerable side. "What do you mean Dej, you do deserve it. And you're a great brother, you always randomly check up on me, you always make time for a shoot even when you're busy, you even come over just to hang out with me." JJ hugs Deji tighter. "JJ." The drunk boy breaks the silence, his tears soaking into his older brothers shirt. "Hm?" JJ responds. "I know I can talk to you and stuff, but lately you've been really busy with... everything, so i don't really have anyone to talk to about shit, you know?"

And for a second, JJ doesn't know how to respond. Has he been a bad brother to Deji? What kind of brother can't make time for his younger sibling? "Fuck... im sorry Deji, I know i've been busy, but I do try to make time for you, and you can always talk to me, no matter what. I don't ever want you feeling down or having bad thoughts. I promise i'll try to make more time for you from now on, okay?" The brothers felt a lot better, like a weight had been lifted off of them. "...ok." Deji replies.

"I love you, Dej."

"I love you too."

[orchiddevourer]

Rambling about a character from an obscure indie game trilogy *SPOILERS INCLUDED* (long post) part 1

This post will include content from Mothered, The Enigma Machine and Echostasis: Prologue, so there are going to be lots of spoilers. The full Echostasis game hasn't dropped yet so there might changes to this post later. I'll discuss Mothered: Home in a seperate post as that dlc is confusing, but it will be mentioned later.

Explanation vids have already been made about some of these games so i wont explain that much in my own post. This post may serve as a sort of recap before Echostasis drops.

So with that out of the way, this post will basically be about Red, her story and her character arc throughout the trilogy. Lots of rambling and maybe some info-dumping included.

Part 1: Mothered - life as a replacement of someone

Basically Red starts out as a robot possesing Liana's CORE/soul. The real Liana died of terminal illness and her father took on the task to somehow bring her back via an android with her CORE, with the plan being that her soul will be nurtured out via the mother and fully overtake the robot's interface. So far this hasnt worked without the entites inside the robot (The interface and Liana's soul) corrupting eachother, resulting in it being disposed of (standard game ending). I'll get to the true game ending, but first i want to talk abt Liana's mother/Evelyn.

Liana's mom and her treatment towards "Liana"

She probably has the worst side of the deal between her and her husband with being tasked with playing mother to a robot carrying her deceased daughter's face (mind you "Liana" is implied to not look even remotely human). Understandbly she's upset by that and even horrified/unnerved by the robot. And she has to interact with it every week with the same routine. I fully understand how she feels and why she does what she does. She doesnt owe motherly or friendly behaviour to a being that's not her own kid. But OMFG don't fucking treat said being that has ABSOLUTELY NO FAULT in the situation like SHIT. Feeding it dirt while telling it that it is it's fav meal, making sleep outside that one time. Again, i understand why she did that - to test whether really Liana is in it. But what about that one time in saturday evening when she indirectly insults the robot itself by comparing it to rotten apples without cores. Ok, "Liana" wasn't sentient throughout these instances, but for the apples thing Liana was "awake" to also hear that little comment, but was in denial abt it.

This sort of treatment towards the robot totally lead to the mother's own almost possible last-minute demise when "Liana" almost stabbed her with a kitchen knife as instructed by Liana herself. Ofc the android hands the knife to Evelyn as both it and Liana are confined in complience. To say that mother's behaviour plus the stress by the predicament the girl is in taking a toll on Liana is an understatement as she must've felt so confused and hurt to be so ready to kill her own mother. Enough said, let's move on.

The "birth" of Red

To get the true ending you need to interact with father's record player on Wednesday afternoon afternoon AFTER you pick all the apples and did not interact with mother. This unlocks a door which was locked to u before. Head into the door and down and ur good to go.

"Liana" is not supposed to go there, so in order to continue they progressively get more and more contaminated as Liana is overriding the interface. The two entities actually start to communicate with eachother and later on they reach a terminal which triggers lots of memory leaks. They learn the truth and remember all their previous failed attempts even if they were following the path that was set out for them via programming. The two decide to carve their own path, the interface and Liana merging into what is a new entity. They get out of the basement and leave with father who gives this new sentient being a name - Red. Happily ever after, right?

Part 2: The Enigma Machine - yikes

With the ending in the previous game you'd think that Red has really gone her own path without any problems? That she's living her life the way she wants it to? lol no. The thing is that the dad wasnt supposed to be doing what he was doing and the androids made at Enigma Corp arent really supposed to be contaminated i.e. become sentient.

Eitherway Red got tracked down by Enigma employees, her conciousness got taken out of her body and she got reduced into a training AI to be further studied as she's the very first of their androids to become sentient. With that sentience you'd think that she would be treated with equal respect and with her having her feelings being taken into consideration? Nope, bc for the moneyz and bc for the "citizens of tomorrow".

Red, now called demOS ( Defective Enigma Machine Operating System) serves as a training AI that is used to teach RAD engineers how to deal with "contaminated" AIs like her via a program called Dreamscape that explores an AI's mindscape a. Basically decontaminating the contaminated AI from the inside ie getting rid of it's sentience. So what happens is that everytime a new simulation is being ran a new copy of Red is made that ends up being killed over and over. And she remembers each instance of that during gameplay. She is fully aware of her situation.

Part 3: Events between TEM and Mothered: Home - repurpoced again and out for revenge

After a few years later the Dreamscape program is outlawed and Enigma Corp make a new one where virtual realities are made for people for them to escape to called "Echos". And who is in charge of creating said Echos? None other than our Red who has been repurpoced again into an algorithm called "HER". So she is now in a position where she has power and ofc she's going to use said power for revenge after what's been done to her. She seems to be recognized as a big threat and is shut down by "Angel" (more into this character in a another post).

Now let me take the time to point out sth. Is it just me or is Red giving off Rei Ayanami energy? Like both are vessels to souls that aren't theirs and both are mistreated by parental figures in some ways. Red also bears some similarities to Phos's life developement (of course i have to bring HnK into this post) - both face torture throughout their lives and later are changed into godlike beings, otherwise all similiarities between end here. Honestly I wouldn't be suprised if the dev took inspiration from Evangelion.

Ok, that's all for now. There will be a part 2 to this post. Overall a really awesome trilogy of games. I can feel the wave of brain rot that's approaching in two months.

[rearranging-deck-chairs]

rewatched 12x5 properly i think for the first time since the finale and wow. the doctors accusations back and forth of stupidity and bad taste, "yeah yeah the hypocrisy we've all seen it" i hear you but today im thinking about that hexagonal mirror ruth looks into at the start of the episode and what happens in 13x3 with their reflections that perhaps doing self-reflection is not the easiest thing in the world in circumstances such as theirs. with stuff in your head that you didnt put there and stuff out your head that you didnt take away and reflections that never match what you think you look like. plagiarising myself here but is every mirror a funny mirror to the doctor?

it's just so striking in this episode. yeah yeah self-insults like always it's fun but. theyre so scared of each other. theyre so scared of what each other's existence means to Their Self. and this sure is a bit more of an extreme case "i should know you or you should know me" but i dont think it's fundamentally a different experience than what theyre feeling in say the day of the doctor. this is a new complication with more grave implications but meeting another self i think must always feel like an existential threat on some level. why are you like that. what does that say about me. if you can never see yourself properly in the mirror, this is the only way you can see what you look like. but that person is never exactly entirely you. it changes.

then lee, what was up with him, right? he scanned as human on the sonic but he had his memories. thinking abt how painful chameleon arching yourself is normally already, i dont really want to imagine how you make it so you keep your memories. or whether you set up a system to recover the memories after, like a more complicated version of the hypnotic trigger like things he gave ruth. "keeping my promise" he says and theres this picture of them. they planned this together. what a sacrifice, right? like what martha did. and if we can assume that vinder was lee in 13x3:

VINDER: If this temporal hazing gets any worse, we'll have to relieve her of command. We can't risk the mission. YASMIN: We're your team. DOCTOR: My team... YASMIN: You talk to her. We'll cover. VINDER: It's all right, boss. We understand the pressure. Final push. We do this, you're clear. DOCTOR: Clear? VINDER: They promised they'll stick to it. Final attack. Retake the chamber, retake the planet, and you'll be free of all this. That's the point, isn't it?

paints a picture, right? all of this episode just painting so many pictures and we dont get to know any of it fully but theres so much Suggested it's like aaaaaaaa

gat is fucking fascinating and i adore her. found myself wishing she'd gotten to take the doctors back to her ship just so we couldve seen the three of them interact some more. does she report directly to tecteun or are there more operatives above her, i bet there are more above her, but who i want to see what she'd have done with them. or with ruth i guess, she would have had no reason to take 13.

like the bechdel test is not a real test but i sort of felt it here like,,oh theyre all women. even the judoon maybe. which is sort of interesting. even the invisible power behind it all! "who are you all ultimately working for?" it's tecteun! this scene is so fucking fascinating, theres such big plot stuff happening and we dont get to understand any of it yet for like another season, another almost two years i think it was in our time. this is like The All Of It, the Biggest Plot, and theres only women. not that you need to get all men out of the way for interesting scenes but. you know what i mean. the scene itself is fucking riveting. we dont get any answers. also gat calls the doctor an abomination to their faces, chefs kiss

i found 13s position as companion really interesting and i think if it were me in charge i'd have had the first half of the scene between ruth and gat filmed sort of from an outsider perspective. instead of putting the camera between them, keeping it behind ruth, to emphasise even more 13s and our position of not understanding what the fuck is going on, and also her powerlessness about it.

and then the last thing im thinking about is jack and the lone cyberman. "dont let it have what it wants At All Costs". "sometimes even i cant win" is right bc 13 was put in a position where either you destroy humanity by giving it what it wants or you destroy humanity by not giving it what it wants. kill humanity to save humanity there really was no winning option.

[rollercoasterwords]

☕️ the prank! how do u think it went down, when, howd it affect their trust or timeline of getting together, etc. i know its common in fics to make the prank a huge fucking deal that almost breaks the marauders or has remus not talking to sirius for weeks which i find interesting bc i think according to canon sirius wasnt remorseful at all about it? and remus forgive him pretty quickly and casually (either bc he didnt want to lose his friends or maybe he just didnt care - he does after all at one point say they were idiots when they were kids and almost getting caught as animagi several times and not really taking things seriously). obviously it doesnt have to follow jkrs version of events but im curious what u think abt it all!

oh boy oh boy oh boy okay let's get into it i think. this might be a long one. i LOVE the prank as i have talked about on this blog in the past xx

personally i think there are so many ways to write the prank and just SO much to explore with it so. it is difficult for me to choose one set story of how i think it went down because i think it would depend on what story i was writing it into!! however hmmm how can i go about this...i think i'm gonna break it down step by step maybe and kinda talk about my preferred interpretations for each bit? so...here u go!

sirius telling snape

ok so when i am writing sirius. well one thing about him is that he IS a little mean to me. like i do not think kindness comes naturally to him i think it's something he has to work at and that if he isn't watching himself he can just be careless with other people's feelings, which is why he's a bit of a bully to the people he doesn't like. so while i can see interpretations of the prank where he is like...very intentionally and maliciously trying to put snape in danger, for whatever reason, and while i can also see interpretations where it was 100% unintentional and he was even tricked or forced or whatever, i prefer to take an approach sort of in between those two extremes.

so for me, sirius telling snape is generally more of like...a snapping situation. like there's other shit going on in sirius's life with his family (because this is the year he ran away, right? and i usually imagine the prank happening sometime after that) that he's dealing with and i think he is ALSO discovering his queerness and dealing with being closeted or perhaps trying very hard to suppress his feelings for a certain best friend that also make him particularly protective of said best friend and less willing to deal with snape's shit. and i imagine like all this going on and snape getting sirius alone at some point and antagonizing him in some way about remus or where the marauders all keep sneaking off to, and sirius just breaks and snaps at snape in a fit of anger where he's like. giving into that meanness that comes so easily and just wants to insult snape and yell at him. and i think sirius isn't really expecting snape to actually. go down the tunnel that very night but at the same time i think he's a bit careless about it as previously stated and just does not think through the full consequences and like storms off in a huff. and then once he realizes what he's done at first he like tries to tell himself snape probably WOULDN'T because he's embarrassed and guilty and doesn't want to admit he's fucked up...but then eventually he does tell the others and well. that's when james goes to the rescue!

snape going down the tunnel

so this is another point where i think there's quite a bit open to interpretation, because sure we hear that harry's dad supposedly saved snape's life, but...well let's be honest that could be an exagerrated account. as others have pointed out snape's worst memory is not this night, but rather a different instance where he clashed with the marauders. so! i think there's really quite a range here. you could write snape going down the tunnel as if he was barely in any danger at all and james just yanked him out right after he caught a glimpse or heard something that confirmed remus was a werewolf, or you could write a whole dramatic showdown where james had to face down with the wolf and risked his life to save snape.

personally i like to make things a little bit dramatic here, just for the angst. obviously james probably can't actually transform in front of snape if this is canon-compliant because snape didn't know the animagi secret, right? but...well i supposed james could like shove snape down the tunnel shut the door and then transform or something. so i do like this section with a little bit more risk, where james is perhaps put in a bit of danger as well, simply because i think it makes the opportunities for angst in the next section a little juicier <3

the fallout

aaaaand the part that everyone really loses their minds over!! again, quite a range of options here all of which i think are fertile ground for exploration, and obviously however u wrote the scene of snape going down the tunnel and sirius telling snape are going to impact the fallout a lot. again, i can see the interpretation where all of the marauders are really, really upset with sirius and sort of turn against him for a while, where there's some huge split in the friend group, etc etc. i can also see the interpretation that takes the canon more at its word when sirius and remus brush the incident off years later, and say that remus honestly didn't care that much once it became clear that no one was hurt and his secret wasn't going to get out.

however, following along from my interpretation of sirius-snapping-at-snape and somewhat tense tunnel danger, i once again like to take more of a middle ground approach between these two extremes. i quite enjoy prank angst where remus feels incredibly betrayed, even once he understands that sirius didn't intend to out his secret and that it was largely just carelessness, because i think sirius being careless with this secret would still really, really hurt remus. i also love when this is like...just around the time that both r + s are discovering their feelings for each other and still sort of dancing around it, because that just twists the knife a little bit more in them suddenly falling apart for a while as sirius repents and remus tries to figure out whether he can forgive sirius and like...deal with the pain of knowing this person who knows him so intimately in so many ways still doesn't understand how being a werewolf affects him.

however, for me this is not a situation where all the marauders turn against sirius. i think james's loyalty to his friends is one of his biggest blind spots, and i also like to write him with this tendency towards a bit of black and white thinking when it comes to morality as an additional flaw, such that he can't really believe that his friends, the people he loves, could ever actually be bad people. because...they're his friends! of course they're good! and in this way, i think the prank fallout can be used for really good foreshadowing about how these flaws will later come back to hurt james during the war.

so for me, james is upset with sirius, but he forgives him very quickly--perhaps even too quickly--because...well of course sirius didn't mean to!! sirius is a marauder! he's their best friend! he's dealing with a lot of shit, and james has a unqiue insight into that shit, being the person who sirius ran away to! and sirius is a good person, so obviously he deserves forgiveness! it was a horrible mistake, but nobody was actually hurt!

i think peter mostly goes along with james, because to me a canon peter is more concerned with james than either remus or sirius. like, i think him having a sort of secondary role within the friendgroup where he's always sort of following james around fits very much with his canon characterization and also sets up well, again, for his actions during the war. i also think peter wouldn't care very much, because...well. i don't think canon peter is a great person or has the strongest moral compass. i kinda feel like he'd be like "no one was hurt, all's well that end's well, let's just move on," though of course he would never say that out loud, because clearly all his friends think this is very upsetting.

and then. of course. remus and sirius.

to me, the prank is a critical moment in their relationship. like i said before, i imagine the prank happening just as their sort of beginning to explore their attraction to each other and the possibility that they might be more than just friends. for remus, i think the prank is sort of a wake-up call and a reminder that he and sirius have lived very different lives, and there are certain things about him that sirius will probably just...never understand. i also think it's a moment where remus sees a darker side of sirius, in that like...well remus has grown up with sirius and he knows this kid can be kind of mean sometimes, but he's never been on the other end of that. but now he knows that sirius, as hard as he tries, is still someone who just. hurts the people he loves sometimes. in very brutal ways. and the fact that it's largely unintentional almost makes it worse. because how can remus blame him? how can remus hold him accountable when he didn't even mean to do it?

so for remus i think it's this moment where he has to sort of balance the scales and decide if this budding love he feels for sirius is like...worth it, almost. if it's enough to override all the parts where they don't fit, all the ways they can hurt each other. and i think the fact that he does, eventually, choose to forgive sirius is an incredibly important indication of how much he loves him, and what he is willing to do for that love.

and for sirius this is also very much a wake-up call. like, up to this point i feel like sirius has very much sort of been this spiraling hot mess because of just all the shit building up with his family and him dealing with the aftermath of running away and being disowned. but this is a point where he has to step back and realize--hey, i don't want to be this kind of person. i don't want to be the guy that hurts the people he loves just because he's careless, and angry, and lashing out in whatever way he can to try and get a grip on a life that feels so largely out of his control. and i think it's also a wake-up call that there are things he hasn't understood about remus or hasn't really tried to understand, that since remus being a werewolf has never mattered that much to him (and has even been almost this fun thing, where it's like hey let's become animagi and run around during the full moon!) he just....hasn't considered how much it impacts remus's life. he's been selfish. and he doesn't want to be selfish anymore, because remus matters to him so much, and above all, he doesn't want to lose that. the prank, to me, marks a restructuring of sirius's priorities, and a sort of renewed focus on trying to actually become a better person and deal with his shit.

so i like to imagine...like, a pretty lengthy period of time, ranging anywhere from a few months up to like a year, during which remus and sirius are a bit estranged as they're both figuring all this shit out. and of course that places strain on their friend group--and i think this is the perfect time for remus to get a lot closer with lily, as he seeks out other friends when he doesn't want to be around sirius. but i do think that remus begins to slowly forgive sirius, and they just naturally start to float back together, until they finally do have like. one big conversation one day where they talk about what happened and remus forgives sirius. and i think that marks such an important shift in their relationship, and things get a lot more serious for them from there, because they have both now prioritized each other in a way that they were sort of dancing around before. regardless of how quickly they get together afterwards, i feel like it's after the prank that they each really become each other's person, because they both know they never want to lose the other like that again.

and there u have it!! my take on the prank. like i said, i can see lots of different interpretations even within the constraints of canon, but i think this is my favorite one <3

[my-mt-heart]

U know, i feel sometimes the writing is strange. When Daryl punched Negan, he felt guilty for Glenn's death and cried apologizing to Maggie. When he and Maggie went behind Rick's back in 9a, they've never been held responsible by no one not even themselves.

I guess having Daryl's looking for Rick's body for years was supposed to show the guilt he felt, same as Carol taking care of him in the meantime discreetly because she knew how he felt, but i actually think we were robbed of Daryl crying in Carol's arms showing his guilt. Even if it wasnt necessarily his fault, not saying this. But this should have led to a more moving conversation than the "i never found the body" in 9x7. We could have also had a moment with Carol saying "i know things were rocky sometimes betwen him and i but i miss him too u know". Carol never talked abt Rick. Hello??

As for Maggie, i initially thought this mess with Rick was the reason things were tensed with Michonne but it ended up being for totally different reason.

In general, they have Carol never talking abt her feelings, which yes is in character but at the same time its a bit too convenient for me: "good, since she's so reserved, we wont have to bring this topic anymore", like Lizzie and Mika.

I feel that what happens behind the scenes (like actors leaving for instance) affects way too much what ends up on screen: Michonne's departure (i dont judge her for going to find Rick, but how come no one ever asks where the hell she is?)

Like Maggie's departure and come back.. I mean it was easier when characters just died. But because they left open doors and windows for everyone now, because they want to Marvel themselves, it does look like a giant mess.

They also seem to rely too much on the "off screen" to resolve plots. Like Rosita/Gabriel breaking up, also, for example.

The only thing that was (at least since season 7) handled almost perfectly was Rick's departure, for me. Ok he didnt have a proper reconciliation with Maggie. But while he had a feud with Daryl , they later had a heart to heart, just in time before Rick's "death". Where is my heart to heart betwen Caryl? This should have happened in s11, before the end of the series, regardless of if the spin off was the two of them or just him.

I didnt hate Find me, but having it right after 10.16 (initially the finale of s10) where they were supposed to be reconciled made no sense to me, especially since nothing was openly resolved after, in Diverged AND since Diverged.

And they actually made it clear that there would be no heart to heart, now that i think abt it, when Carol said "i dont need an apology apology is just a truce". It was clear in that moment for me that it would be left like that, boom, deal with it people. So no on screen resolution of their feud either.

What do u think?

I agree it's extremely frustrating when the business side (and people's personal agendas) bleed into the creative side too much, and TWD is definitely one of those shows that made a mess of itself because of that. S9 and S10 weren't perfect. There were too many characters and the pacing got a little too clunky at times, but there were really strong character narratives that kept me engaged the whole way through, and I found myself rooting for Caryl more passionately following the three-season dry spell. S11 is where it all fell apart for me because it was like everything that S10 had been building toward suddenly meant nothing, the characters were behaving strangely, there was no payoff, there was very little emotional realism, and the ending was insulting. The spinoffs are even more concerning because they don't feel like the next chapter for the characters that we love, they just feel like one giant retcon. Like there's very little attention being paid to the loyal audience that made the spinoffs possible in the first place.

[beesmygod]

The hive works thing makes sense as it seems every comic artist affiliated with them has either become openly miserable and burnt out or pivoted towards ig style content creation ideology. Since they used to be so respected it’s sad but expected almost

Excited for your self publishing adventures though!

thank you for the well wishes! to be honest i am not sure what other peoples experience with the company is as it is difficult ask around for that sort of thing and to be honest i was not close or grew close enough to any new artists to be able to ask them that. i think your experience varies greatly based on your comic's performance.

ofc its going to be hard to talk about much of this without sounding like a little sour grapes bitch, but i think thats the price of trying to talk abt it at all. as far as im aware the operations of hive are pretty obfuscated to nearly everyone not immediately involved, so a little light on why it didnt work for me can at least shed a little insight from an uncommon source. but remember: i can only speculate to a reasonable degree based on my own experiences and because i have a uhhhh caustic writing style, i want to be sure to try to reign in my impulse for hyperbole. reader beware!!! you're in for boring dry answers.

well. sort of. one of the last things that blew me away was being told that laughing at the dork ass losers who use auto-tracing techniques on free clip studio assets caused them to pull some of their pitches from consideration. okay? how the fuck was i supposed to feel about this info?? some people who cant draw by admission and refuse to learn on purpose did you a favor by removing themselves from consideration. the mere idea of even being considered equitable to that gaggle of morons is too much lol. my newly and grossly inflated self-image cannot take this. thats too far lol. deeply insulting shit. that combined with the years and years of repeatedly being put on the backburner and having to nag myself hoarse to get anything done made it clear that respect, if it was ever involved in the first place, had narrowed to a one way street

a close friend of mine gave me some advice when i was asking around, but admitted they were having a hard time staying objective bc they were embittered by the change in hiveworks from what they perceived as an artist collective to a Brand(c). i hadnt even considered this view and was even more shocked to hear that multiple long time webcomic readers found out about hive through me. my perception of it from the inside was very odd and warped, i had a hard time coming to terms with realizing i was not getting what i was hoping for from the experience (comradery, support).

[mercurygguk]

Hello, so i - as the biggest jimin bbygirl - saw the last anon talk abt your grinch in law story and ofc had to read it ! i really really liked it, and especially with just how soft and hubby jimin was this whole time. Now, in the end, i was a bit disappointed. By the mom AND jimin. I dont understand why jimin hasnt butted in the moment his mother started to say awful things about oc. I mean yeah, he was in shock, but he still just stood back and occasionally threw in an: mom, stop ! instead of doing smth to really get her down and stop her insults. And then when he had a talk with his mom. In my opinion he was too slow and too nice when he approached her. I understand that she is his mom, but even moms have their boundaries. ,,i had this friend who only befriended me bc of my status“ are you fr ? *jimin sighed, being happy thats the true reason behind her behavior* COME ON 💀 that women made oc feel like SHIT the moment she stepped into the door, made her feel like shit when she constantly talked abt his relationship with his ex, called her a WITCH, invited her cheated ass ex just to split her and jimin up and made him KISS her, then humiliated her in front of everyone calling her a nothing and a gold digging bitch. And all of this as a grown ass woman. She got away with it too fast and too forgivingly and jimin disappointed me with the way he talked to her and immediately forgave her. he should‘ve had a little talk with her and remind her of the nasty things she did. if i were oc, she would‘ve been done to me. I would behave like a decent human being with her for the sake of jimin but what she did RIGHT away till the wedding was unforgivable. Literally almost destroying the relationship and making the best weeks of their lifes until their wedding hell. nah. other than that, oc was too sweet and just too good-hearted.

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oh shit– 👀👀 im not sure if this is like criticism for me as the writer of this or if this is criticism to jimin as a character kskfksk but either way, thanks for sharing your thoughts 🥹 jimin is a momma’s boy in this fic ig - other than that, i have no excuses for his lack of actions :’)

[intimesnewhomo]

Still fucking thinking abt this tbh.

Just. Genuinely fucking blown away by how utterly dogshit that crowd was. We were at the rail and for the most part the people in our immediate vicinity (besides the girls Right next to me and the guy on the other side of them) were absolutely wild and rowdy. I had a group of guys just behind me and to the left a little who were EXUBERANT and jumped at least half the show to the point of security telling them to calm down and one guy almost overheating lol and were rly rly crashing into me during Song for the Dead. The people immediately behind me and Harris were fucking rowdy too. The ladies we talked to a little and were on the other side of Harris were wildin out. So seeing people say that the crowd sucked? That the rail was lame? (From the ppl behind us no less, which was a wee bit insulting lol) I was like wtf are you guys talking about?

But then. Oh boy but then!

Harris looked up some show videos to see if we could see what the crowd looked like from farther back and holy shit. The way the crowd was fucking DEAD during Go With The Flow????? GO WITH THE FLOW????? You'd never fucking know you were @ a Queens show with Go with the fucking Flow playing Jesus Christ!!!!! You'd think you were watching an opener, not the headliner playing one of The™ songs.We were both shocked at how fucking just. Bad it was!!!!! It's genuinely no wonder Josh seemed kinda fucking Pissed all night and just fucking rushed off stage I feel so fucking bad for them and fucking embarrassed about being in that fucking crowd.

So I'm firebombing Nas.hville off the face of the earth actually!!!!!!

[bibbleboo]

yall know travis mcelroy isnt a character right. like hes not a fictional man from a cringe media you understand this is just some guy right. “im allowed to dislike him for being annoying” bhsdfsdf wjho has to validate ur annoyances with other human ppl tho like who told u anyone has to care and let you be rude abt shit. ur ~allowed~ to do w/e you want king doesnt exempt you from causing totally unnecessary mean ass problems for others which ppl are allowed to tell you sucks, being an asshole to strangers brings social consequences you cant excuse away and sorry but like. being openly hateful to someones face absolutely crosses the boundary of what you’re “allowed” to do. literally what on earth made you all think otherwise. 100%, ur not “””allowed””” to harass ppl for ANNOYING you, that is, harassment, you dont, Get to Do it and feel valid for it bc you just Wanna that bad, the fuck is wrong with your ass like actually. why do yall defend ur right to be a bitch so much lmfao dont be a disney popular girl rn if ur mad get off his twitter threads then lol this is real life ur not talking abt su or smth ur communicating directly to a single human man. also im about to be assassinated but the cringe obsessive parasocial relationships yall talk about are just as unhealthy and warped as Hateful obsessive parasocial relationships with celebs bc you literally do not know this person and are legit all coming to his social to say shit bc he got bossy during a video game. literally be normal pls have normal social skills and remember this intolerance and sensitivity and this level of inability to mesh with normal ppl is uncharming behavior irl im begging u all to undo the tumblr funnyman personality shit please

[vaguely-yandere]

scream apologies in advance this ask is gonna be horny as hell OTZ

When you were talking abt endurance training w big bad yandere my mind immediately went to orgasm control + edging. I mean espec after darling discovers them.

Teasing them with their fingers and asking if they’re *really* going to cum from just a little fingering then they surely can’t handle darlings cock/strap. and of course big bad Yandere being immediately shaking their head and trying in vain not to buck their hips. they’re embarrassed and 100% humiliated of their sensitivity around you so I can literally imagine how certain types of darlings (definitely not me haha ;)) might take advantage of that <3 it’s just so fun keeping them all desperate!! Squirming and squeezing their thighs and whimpering every time your skin brushes theirs… mmm

also: strapping a vibrator to their genital and leaving them on edge. It doesn’t take long for them to break, twisting and bucking their hips… their constant pitiful whimpers and little cries of pleasure </3 when you go to turn it off they’re practically catatonic, coherence gone out the window with their words.

ok TW this part is a little mean dkkskdkfkfjf OTZ. but imagining finally fucking them w ur dick/strap and you ask to tie them down because they’re sooo strong and can’t seem to help themselves with too much sexual stimulation like they’re previous exercises show. and they agree of course— look a second heartbeat has pretty much made it’s home in their crotch their brain functions are out long ago LOL.

you’re nearing Orgasm with them and they can feel it, god they’re right on the edge… and then you ruin it (your choice how/how extreme). big bad yan sobs/cries out with frustration (that bed frame be creaking rn LOL) you make fun of them for being greedy/not being satisfied with that </3 ok I’ll stop here because I know I can be vvvv kinky dkkskdkfkfkfk and I don’t want to push anyones boundaries OTZ. anyway food for thought

- 🐓anon

🐓 darling,,,,,, you've finally captured the essence of the big bad yandere.

poor thing, ya know? goodness! their darling really has to be sadistic enough to keep up with them! i mean, who else is going to slowly, gently finger them with as much love and care in the world and whisper praises to them, kissing their body, watching them squirm and whine and MOAN, desperately trying to get off and when they rock back? try to fuck themselves on your fingers?

"am i not doing good enough, baby? am i not satisfying you enough?"

god, you'd kill them. this'd go on for hours. never speeding up, never going rough, treating them like glass the entire time, the only degrading being a sad, passive aggressive comment that basically calls them a slut without calling them a slut and it just isn't enough.

they try to make it enough. they try so hard to cum, to be satisfied by just two fingers and a slow, loving pace but it's not enough. it's not hard enough. it's not degrading enough, it's not fast enough, they need more and all they have to do is admit it's not enough. that they need more than just vanilla. if they don't, they will eventually cum but it will be sad and not enough and it will just drive them over the EDGE that they simply can't just suck it up and be normal.

you end up fucking their brains out of course. if you bottom, they'll struggle not to buck into you and maybe even snap the ropes holding them together from how hard their straining to not cum early because after all that teasing, it's just so so much!!

and if you top, they'll be a drooling, overstimulated mess before they can even properly cum, moaning about how good you feel inside them, almost completely forgetting their previous embarrassment and shame about cumming early but not enough to keep them from desperately shaking their head when you ask if they're close.

either way, they're a giant mess of tears, sweat and overstimulation!

and if your into orgasm ruining? you could be cruel and insult them properly, going as far as to say they aren't strong or compare them to others but that'll just completely turn them off. you could also pull out and stop touching them completely! if your extra cruel? start getting dressed, untie them and tell them you two need to get ready to go somewhere! doesn't matter where as long as you don't acknowledge how turned on both of you are and act like this is completely normal and if they beg you to let them cum? tell them they can afterwards. you could do this for hours, days, even weeks if you wanted to! the longer you do it, the weaker and hornier they'll get, legs always shaking until they're on a hair trigger and just you putting your thigh between theirs for them to grind on sets them off. it's embarrassing and unsatisfying (for them) but it's so fucking hot seeing their desperate grow and grow, making them more depraved, desperate enough that they subconsciously grind against anything.

'why don't they just masturbate?' good question! they know they're not allowed to cum without pleasing you first <3 they're well trained to the point where if they did orgasm without you or your involvement, it just wouldn't work. they could orgasm! but the pleasure and release that comes with that will never come(lol) and just leave them more unsatisfied. they could masturbate in front of you! but we all know you don't allow them to cum and without you saying it's okay, it's not gonna happen.

so well trained!!!

[mizunetzu]

ok ok so my request 👉🏻👈🏻

it’s the most obvious thing but i have a full crush on bakugou, so can you please write about him x male reader, where the reader is like.. having nightmares or almost doesn’t sleep because of his quirk (idk like maybe he can hear something special or predict anything bad, doesn’t really matter) but feels safe around bakugou so he always falls asleep around him or even oN him and katsuki is like “😡(❤️)shit whatever” and the reader is kinda shy about that but totally ok with their friends being like “wow bro that’s kinda gay :> ” because he is comfortable with “oh that’s because i aM the gay✌🏻” and his classmates love him and everything and would never mock.. but one time someone from another class was really really rude bcs of that or said that katsuki hates it so the reader starts to avoid bakugou and bakugou geTS MAD about it because reader is just his and no one else’s >:0 maybe a little confession from him in the end, maybe some.. *gay coughing* angy k*ss from him

please make it angsty but with a fluffy ending please please and thank you very much in advance💙 sorry if it’s too big i can’t explain my thoughts properly thaha

Bruh I just realized how long this request is 💀💀 also look at me, writing it like decades after you requested it 😭 pls enjoy I’m actually quite proud of it (also isn’t that gif perfect hahah get it bc the prompt was abt like sleeping and bakugou’s sleeping and-yeah I’ll let u read now)

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Bakugou x reader - Angry Insomniacs

⚠️Warnings - mild arguing, it’s not that bad

Pronouns - male, he/him

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“Why are you always fuckin’ sleeping on me?”

It first started during the Sports Festival. The chicken race and cavalry battle really took a toll on (Y/n), and he was suffering harsh quirk drawbacks. That, being drowsiness.

Somewhere on the stands, (y/n’s) eyes grew heavier and heavier until he realized he had fallen asleep. He also didn’t realized until he woke up that no one disturbed him when he was near Bakugou. Be it fear, or just plain respect, (Y/n) seemed to get the best rest when he was with Bakugou. Not even Iida dared to wake him up when he dosed off on Bakugous shoulder.

He always made it a point to be in Bakugous vicinity when ever he could, taking naps with his head buried in his arms next to Bakugou at lunch, or having his head resting on his shoulder in the dorms.

“Oi! Don’t drift off on me!”

“Mm? Sorry, Bakugou.”

(Y/n) rubbed his eyes as he weakly pushed off the common room couch, stretching and yawning as he did so. “Can I sleep in your room tonight?”

“N-no, dumbass! Fuck kinda question is that, shit-for-brains?!”

“I’ll see you there later then, Bakugou.” (Y/n) gave a slight nod, Bakugou practically foaming at the mouth already, before trotting off the continue his nap in his own room.

Before heading to his room though, he walked into the kitchen to grab a post-nap time snack. Tsuyu, who was already digging in the fridge, stepped back so (Y/n) could grab whatever he wanted.

Tsu eyed (Y/n’s) slightly tousled hair. “Did you take another nap on bakugou-chan? Kero.”

(Y/n) hummed out a “yes.” Tsu hummed back in acknowledgment. Kaminari and Kirishima, unintentionally, started listening in from their place in the kitchen after hearing Bakugou being mentioned.

Tsuyu put a finger to her lip. “Ne, (Y/n)-chan, why do you always take naps on Bakugou-chan? It’s always him, kero, and you go out of your way to make sure it’s only him.”

“Why?” (Y/n) pulled off the carton of milk stubbornly hanging on to the fridge. “Because I like Bakugou. Duh. And I sleep better near people I like.

Kaminari gasped comically while Kirishima sputtered and choked on his words. Not just listening anymore, Kaminari but in. “L-like? Like, ‘like’-like?!”

Kaminari and Kirishima joined Tsuyu and (Y/n) near the fridge. (Y/n) nodded out an “mm-hm.”, whilst grabbing a cup from the cabinet.

“So you’re like...” Kirishima made wild, indecipherable, gestures with his hand. Eventually, after realizing no one was taking the hint, brought his voice down to a whisper.

“...like...gay..?”

“Yeah. Pretty much.”

“Why didn’t you ever tell us?!” Kaminari grasped at his blond hair. (Y/n) thought for a moment, poured himself a glass of milk, and shrugged.

“I don’t know. You never asked.”

“And you’re so comfortable just telling us now? Why, kero-kero?”

“Because I’m gay as fuuuuuck.” (Y/n) took a swig of milk like it was a shot of whiskey. “And it’s not like it was a secret or anything.”

“Though I don’t think Bakugou knows. He’s too angry about me sleepin’ on him all the time to actually care about me.”

(Y/n) polished off his glass of milk. He set the cup down gently into the sink. “Eh, it’s not like I actually care for what he thinks about me.”

“See ya, I’m gonna finish my nap.”

“Uh-bye”

“Bye-bye.”

“Bye, kero.”

———

(Y/n) yawned as his head lolled off of Bakugou’s shoulder. He hissed, dusting off his shoulder angrily.

“Go sleep somewhere else!”

“I’m just goin’ to the bathroom, Bakugou, I’ll be back. Keep your shoulder warm for me.”

(Y/n) weakly stood up from his chair, and sluggishly walked out of the cafeteria. Damn, his feet felt heavy. Maybe if he hurried to the bathroom, he’d get back in time to catch a few more minutes of sleep before Bakugou exploded on him or lunch ended.

(Y/n’s) shoulder accidentally caught on someone else’s, making him stumble back and rub his shoulder. Monoma tilted his chin up in a mocking fashion.

“Ara? Is that (L/n) (Y/n) from class 1-A I see?”

(Y/n) nodded, only half processing his words as he continued on his way to the bathroom. Monoma followed somewhat behind, spewing words and one-liners that went in one ear and out the other. That is, until,

“Honestly, you would’ve thought that angry blond kid would’ve told you by now”.

(Y/n’s) ear perked up. He halted to a stop, Monoma following suit and shoving his hands smugly in his pockets. “What’s this about Bakugou?”

“Oh? He really didn’t tell you, huh? That’s...” Monoma stifled a condescending snicker. “...surprising.”

(Y/n) stepped closer. “C’mon man, tell me what?”

Monoma sighed. “Well,”

“I heard that Mr. Blasty, matter-o-factly,” Monoma jabbed his pointer finger into (Y/n’s) chest. “Really, really hates it when you sleep on, or near him. Actually,”

“I think he just hates you in general.”

(Y/n) furrowed his brows. He’s lying. He’s lying. He likes him, doesn’t he? Bakugou likes him, or else he wouldn’t have lead him on for so long, right?

Because he wouldn’t let just anyone sleep on his shoulder...right?

“You’re lying.”

“Well, believe what you want, honestly,” Monoma made a show of crossing his arms dramatically. “But you should see the way he shit-talks and glares at you in you’re sleep. It’s not like he can push you off though, you’re ‘just so persistent you’ll never leave him the fuck alone’.”

(Y/n) shoved his hands in his pockets. Monoma raised his hands in defense. “His words, not mine.”

(Y/n) turned on his heel and began to speed walk to the bathroom. Monoma yelled out from his spot in the empty hallway.

“Oh? You don’t want to hear what he thinks about your little crush on him?”

(Y/n) froze. He was under the assumption that everyone but him knew, could he be wrong? He pressed his lips into a fine line, turning around as composedly as he could. Though, he couldn’t mask the fearful curiosity in his eyes.

Monoma grinned. It was an unpleasant, sarcastic grin, one that didn’t look peaceful or pleasing at all.

“Well, I doubt that there’s anything to to say at all, so does it really ma-“

“What...what does he say about me?” (Y/n’s) voice quivered. He knew he was falling into Monoma’s trap, that he was just trying to provoke him, that he was looking for any kind of reaction, but his curiosity got the best of him. It really did, because Monoma’s words stabbed spears into (Y/n’s) heart, word by word.

“Blasty thinks it’s fucking disgusting how you like him, like, as another dude. Like honestly, he thinks you take him for an idiot for thinking he actually didn’t know! And the fact you sleep so close to him know full well you want to get in his pants?! He thinks you’re a pervert! A lazy shit! A fag! Ahahaha!”

Monoma loud cackles were cut short when he suddenly slumped over. He sunk to the ground, revealing Kendo, holding one big hand up and the other to her waist. She most likely knocked Monoma out once she heard his condescending retorts from the cafeteria.

Kendo sighed, bending down the haul Monoma’s arm over her shoulder. Her heavy glare softened once she caught sight of (Y/n’s) buggy eyed face starting at the ground where Monoma was.

“Sorry...he didn’t say anything too harsh, right?” Kendo’s words were gentle, but they sounded practically inaudible to (Y/n’s) traumatized ears.

He wordlessly staggered past her, heading back into the cafeteria to grab his lunch and sit elsewhere. He supposed he wouldn’t bother Bakugou anymore. Since he’s so damn ‘persistent’, he figured he’d stop bothering him for the rest of the day.

He wished he wasn’t so curious about what Bakugou thought of him. Like people say, ignorance is bliss. He could’ve gone his whole high school career without knowing Bakugou hated his every being. How was he going to face him in class knowing every pointer glare, every scoff, every insult was genuine?

(Y/n) felt his throat tighten. For the first time in years, (L/n) (Y/n) was fully awake.

——

It was the first time in many months that (Y/n) didn’t sit in the seat next to Bakugou, napping in his presence. He’d done it every day no fail, that is until this week. Actually, this is the 6th consecutive day he didn’t take a nap at all.

(Y/n) sat placid in his assigned seat, eyes wide and trying to keep awake. He couldn’t sleep without thinking of Bakugou, and every time he did it was always him scoffing and turning his back on him.

Every few seconds, (Y/n) would jolt harshly in his seat, rocking back and forth like a drug addict in withdrawal. He stared at his desk with eyes that could kill someone, and he dug his hands into his forearms to keep himself somewhat awake.

He didn’t hear Kirishima calling his name until he snapped his fingers infront of his face. The snap rang like a gunshot, surprising (Y/n) from his trance so badly he jolted back like he got electrocuted. Kirishima raised an eyebrow.

“You...ok man...?”

(Y/n’s) dry eyes landed fixed onto Kirishima. He relaxed, and let out a breath he didn’t know he was taking. “M’fine...”

His voice cracked like it hadn’t been used for days. (Y/n) let his eyes drift back forward, hunching back over and huddling his body like he was trying to squeeze himself to death. When Kirishima gave him a skeptical glare and crossed his arms, (Y/n) let out a small “m’ just tired, that’s all...” and gave the most pathetic smile known to man.

“If you’re so tired,” Mina, rested her arms on the back of (Y/n’s) chair. “Why don’t you sleep on Bakugou like you do every morn-“

“NO! I-I can’t do that!” (Y/n) whipped his head back, gripping the back of his chair so hard his hand turned white. Mina and Kirishima flinched, noticeably caught off guard with his sudden outburst. “I...can’t...I can’t do that...”

(Y/n) suddenly looked very awake, contrasting the way he looked like he was struggling to keep his eyes open the whole time they were in class.

(Y/n’s) breath steadied as he shut his mouth awkwardly. “M’sorry...for yelling...didn’t mean to...”

(Y/n) scrubbed at his eyes. The rush of adrenaline was already wearing off. Mina set her dainty pink hand on (Y/n’s) hunched form. “Why not...?”

“I just can’t.”

(Y/n) said nothing more. He went back to his occasional jolts awake and scrubbing his heavy eyes every 2 minutes. Kirishima sighed, shaking his head towards Bakugou, before shrugging his shoulders then forming an ‘X’ with his hands.

Bakugou clicked his tongue angrily, turning and facing back forward in his seat.

——

(Y/n) was practically seeing stars by the end of hero’s class.

It was a relatively simple assignment, 1 on 1 sparring, but it caused a lot of quirk use.

He fought both his tired eyes and Midoryia, but ultimately failing due to his harsh quirk drawbacks. Midoryia barely had to break a sweat to have (Y/n) come toppling down.

(Y/n) was ushered back into the horde of students murmuring “don’t mind” and “you did great!”, but he just slithered past and stood a few feet away from them, all the way in the back of the field.

All might was explaining something (Y/n) couldn’t quite hear. Not only because he was standing so far away, but because his hearing had been considerably wonky, not to mention the hissing, ringing sound irritating his eardrums.

“Oi.”

And even if the ringing had stopped and he could hear, his brain was too tuckered out to remember anything past five seconds ago.

“Oi!”

Gosh, speaking of his brain-

“OI! SHIT-FOR-BRAINS! YOU GONNA KEEP IGNORING ME OR YOU GONNA TELL ME WHY YOU’VE BEEN AVOIDIN’ ME?!”

Bakugou set off a small explosion. The blast wasn’t nearly as loud or powerful as in combat, but to a tired mans ears, it sounded like nukes. The ringing in (Y/n’s) ears spiked, and he cupped his ears tightly.

“B-Bakugou, nows not-“

“OH, YOU TRYNA TUNE ME OUT BY COVERIN’ YOUR EARS NOW?!” Another explosion. Bakugou’s gauntlets had been out for repairs since his last hero training, so (Y/n) could clearly see the glowing red and yellow spark from his fist. The ringing spiked again. His vision burned with sparks.

(Y/n) winced, saying nothing, and brought his hands to rub at his eyes. Bakugou eyebrow twitched.

“STOP IGNORING ME!”

Bakugou brought his hand out, his gloved hand starting to glow red with his next explosion. (Y/n) couldn’t take it anymore.

He stumbled forward, and grabbed Bakugou’s wrist. He shoved it out of the way, but his hand still ignited and set off a blast that propelled them straight to the ground.

“G-get off-a me!” Bakugou tried pushing (Y/n) off with his free hand.

(Y/n) pinned Bakugou’s glowing right hand by the wrist, using his other to hold down his other shoulder. (Y/n) would’ve never done something as ballsy and stupid as this, but he was too tired, too done, too much in pain to care.

“What are you actually trying to say!? All that stupid extra yelling and petty insults, they get you fucking nowhere! Spit it out! Or does trying to intimidate every single fucking person you meet just self-satisfaction?!”

Bakugou growled. He grabbed at (Y/n’s) shoulders, pushing off of him and pinning (Y/n) to the ground in his place.

“Then what about you, huh?!” Bakugou was angrily spitting at (Y/n’s) face. “Why the fuck did you stop getting enough sleep for your quirk?! Are you just that dumb that you stay up at night?!”

“I don’t wanna hear it from a stupid fucker like you, who can’t even take care of himself!”

(Y/n) hissed. He freed his dominant hand from Bakugou’s vice grip and pushed at Bakugou’s face, grabbing a fistful of his hair. “All you ever do is shit talk! Shut up! No one thinks it’s fucking cool!”

“What the hell are you even talking about?!”

The two wrestled on the ground, angrily grabbing and tugging at each other, and rolling around on the floor. There were shouts of “get Aizawa-no, get midnight-sensei!” and “All might, stop them!”, but the two were so caught up in their fight they couldn’t hear anything.

“Can’t you ever learn to mind your fucking Business?!”

“What the fuck does that even have to do with this!”

(Y/n) flipped Bakugou over one more time. He pushed him down by the forehead, pushing his head down into the ground while Bakugou flailed and kicked from underneath him.

“SHUT UP! WHY DO YOU EVEN FUCKIN’ CARE, BAKUGOU?! WHY DO...w-why do...wh...”

A sweet, sweet smell flooded (Y/n’s) senses. It smelt relaxing, tantalizing, it smelled like sleep. It smelled like sleep. He wanted to sleep. He wanted to sleep so bad. Maybe he could just...

(Y/n) slowly sank from his spot on top of Bakugou, flopping on top of his body and going completely slack. Bakugou’s eyes widened, and he covered his nose.

Midnight strutted from above the two, waving away a few stray wisps of her mist. Bakugou hacked out a new breath, while (Y/n) laid on top of him, peacefully asleep for the first time in days.

“Well, it seems like you two already know without me saying it.” Midnight motioned over to two small robots carrying a stretcher. “I’ll just take him to recovery girl and he should wake up in-“

Bakugou pursed his lips and wrapped his arms around (Y/n’s) sleeping figure when Midnight extended her arm towards them. He tightened his arms around (Y/n).

“I’ll do it. S-since this piece of shit attacked me first and...I’ll just do it-!”

Midnight eyed him knowingly, before waving him off and mumbling something about ‘youth’.

——

(Y/n’s) eyes fluttered open. His body felt like it was broken in every way possible. It was so sore, it hurt even thinking about moving. (Y/n) laid there, with his eyes half open, contemplating whether or not he should close them again.

Would he be able to sleep, though? Even if he’d started sleeping near Bakugou as a ‘don’t-wake-me-up’ measure, it slowly stopped being just that and more a matter of he felt safe and comfortable around him. In a way, he’s become a bit dependent on him, which is probably a bad thing, but he didn’t care.

Sleeping with Bakugou felt best. But that wasn’t an option, now was it?

(Y/n) pursed his lips, an involuntary groan rumbling from his tired vocal cords. He continued staring at the blinding nurse office lights, staring until he saw spots in his vision.

“Stop doing that-do you wanna go fuckin’ blind?”

(Y/n) flinched. He hated the way that familiar, aggravated voice still stirred butterflies into his stomach. He glanced to his side, as if to make sure he wasn’t just hearing things.

He met eyes with Bakugou.

“Bout’ time you fuckin’ woke up. Been waitin’ forever, shit-for-brains.”

(Y/n) averted his eyes back up to the blinding floodlights. Bakugou scowled. “Oi! Don’t ignore m-“

“How long were you here for?”

Bakugou went silent. It was his turn to avert his eyes, albeit more angrily.

“...I was here since you fuckin’ fainted in class, idiot. I even carried your stupid body here from the dumbass carrier bots.”

(Y/n’s) eyes softened, unlike Bakugou’s, who glared at the floor just beside the chair he was sitting in. (Y/n) checked the big black clock mounted on top of Recovery Girl’s desk.

It was 6:00 pm.

If Bakugou was telling the truth, he’d been sitting there waiting for him to wake up for 4 hours straight.

“Bakugou-its been hours since class ended-you should be at the dorms by now-! Why did you-“

“Well if you told me why you suddenly started avoiding me we wouldn’t be here right now!”

(Y/n) let his mouth fall closed. Bakugou scoffed. “Well?!”

(Y/n) opened his mouth, but it clamped shut when Monoma’s words echoed in his mind. Bakugou looked at him with an expectant face.

“I can’t tell you.”

“WH-“ Bakugou sputtered angrily. “COURSE YOU CAN! THE FUCKS STOPPING YOU!”

“Nothing I-I just can’t!”

“WHY!? WHY NOT?!”

“BECAUSE I LOVE YOU!”

“OK AND?! I LOVE YOU TOO!”

“THEN WHATS THE PROBLEM HERE!” (Y/n) shouted, before he cupped his mouth in realization. Bakugou’s eyes went wide aswell. “Wait I didn’t mean that-“

“YEAH! WHATS THE FUCKIN PROBLEM HERE?!” Bakugou recovered from his initial shock, already back to yelling. (Y/n) furrowed his brows with a blush.

“Wh..wait so-“

“I LIKE YOU, YOU LIKE ME, SO WHY THE FUCK DID YOU STOP SLEEPING ON ME?!”

“Wait but...” (Y/n’s) voice was barely above a whisper. “Don’t you, y’know...not like it...when I do that-?”

“DUMBASS! WHERE’D YOU GET THAT FROM?!” It seemed like Bakugou got angrier and angrier each passing second. It was hard to tell what (Y/n) found so attractive about him.

“From...from Monoma...?”

Bakugou looked angrier than ever. (Y/n) raised an eyebrow. “YOU-I CAN’T BELIEVE-! I-! FUCK IT!”

Bakugou snarled and practically shoved his face onto (Y/n’s), angrily stealing his breath away with a kiss. The kiss, surprisingly, was soft and gentle, despite Bakugou’s previous intensity. It seemed to calm Bakugou down, and cheer (Y/n) up.

The two slowly parted for air. It was quiet for a second, something that rarely happened near Bakugou.

“I thought you hated me...”

“W-why the fuck would I hate you...dumbass.” Bakugou rested his forehead on (Y/n’s) shoulder. His spiky tufts of blond hair tickling (Y/n’s) face.

“Because Monoma said so...?”

“I’m gonna kill that bastard.” Bakugou snarled, climbing into the cot (Y/n) was in. He pushed (Y/n) back down into the pillow, pulling up the white blanket and laying down next to him. He guided (Y/n’s) head-a tad bit forcefully-to his chest. “...after we sleep.”

Bakugou shut his eyes, half irritated and half embarrassed, while (Y/n) chuckled tiredly. He nuzzled his head into Bakugou’s chest.

“Goodnight, Bakugou.”

——

Extra:

Monoma walked into class 1-B the next morning. He yawned, still a bit tired, when he ran straight into someone.

“Hey, copycat fucker.”

Monoma looked up. The class was empty, with no one but Bakugou standing infront of him.

Fuck.

Needless to say, Bakugou got another 3 days of house arrest.

——————

Bru this was so long ong