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melkintoyou · 1 year ago

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part 2

are you alone this weekend?

pairing: early career musician!mark x gf!reader

genre: angst, fluff, smut.. just two lost kids in love, trying to find their place in the world.

word count: 3.3k

notes: I decided to change the 1 month no contact to almost 3 weeks bc who is going a whole month without talking when they're this much in love. anyways! first time writing angst, I hope you enjoy!

The sun rays beamed through your room, lighting up the space. The dust speckles glowing in the sun, floated around your room and faint sound of birds chirping in the distance filled the atmosphere.

You found yourself dancing the line between being in a dream and reality. Stretching out your arms above your head, you extended your limbs with a groan. Heavy lidded, you reached for your phone to check the time.

Tuesday. 6:30 am.

Vision still blurry, you rubbed your eyes to confirm if what you were seeing was real.

(1)Unread email [email protected] subject: are you alone this weekend?

Seeing an email from Mark made your heart race with excitement. Your fingers rushed to open the notification and your mood slowly started to fade into annoyance as your inner dialogue began. What could he possibly want that couldn’t have been said through a text message, or a phone call?

A fucking ticket? A stupid ticket to his show?! Who does he think he is? You felt your cheeks heat up as anger started to rise in your body. What the fuck was this? A peace offering? Him reaching out? You clenched your jaw, sitting up and ran your fingers through your hair.

It has been almost 3 weeks since you and Mark last spoke. The exchange left a bitter taste in your mouth.

It all began when Mark started to get busier with shows and your interactions started to slow down. Not thinking too much about it, you tried to be patient with him. So when Mark finally found the time to have a date night, you were so excited that you cancelled all your other plans for him. A cosy night in with dinner and a movie was just what you both needed.

Although, the night didn’t go as planned when Mark showed up late, drunk and smelling like someone else’s perfume.

“Babyyy I’m sorry..” Mark stumbled into your flat, trying to smother you in affection and you took a step back to scan him from head to toe.

“You’re drunk.” You deadpanned, holding your arms up to create space between the two of you.

“I’m sorry.. I was just with the guys.. and one thing let to another. I lost track of time..” He took another step towards you.

“I’m here now baby.. I’m sorry” Mark pouted.

“It’s 11 pm.” You walked into the living room to sit down, arms still crossed. Mark followed you and kneeled down resting his hands on your knees.

“Baby I-“ He tried to catch your gaze, looking up at you.

“Go home Mark. Fuck off.”

“I cancelled my plans and made this dinner for YOU. I waited to eat.. FOR YOU. You couldn’t even drop me a text?” You felt anger coursing through your veins and your eyes started to tear up from the frustration. “Recently, all you ever do is lose track of time and your time never concerns me..”

You finally met his pleading eyes.

“Just leave bro.” There was venom in your tone and you felt Mark’s body language change.

Mark pulled back his warmth from your lap and slowly got up. “You know what, y/n.. Fuck you.”

“I’m trying to build a career here and you don’t seem the give a fuck.” You could hear Mark getting worked up as he took his hat off to move his hair out of his face.

“Mm?” He put his hat back on and started walking towards the door.

A part of him hoped that you would stop him, so when you didn’t even look in his direction. His fury sprang to life.

“Whatever bro, enjoy your night.” He slammed the door behind him and left.

A chill silence fell through the apartment.

Since that night, there had been radio silence between the two of you and this email was the first attempt at interaction. You exasperatedly locked your phone and threw it on your bed. Laying back down, you put a pillow over your head.

After seething for a while, you decided to delete the email and went about your day, until during your lunch break. When your phone buzzed, lo and behold, it was a text from Mark.

Mark 12:35 pm I’m sorry, I miss you. Would love to see you there

Muscles in your face relaxed and you let out the biggest sigh on planet earth. Emotions overtook you as you saw his name pop up on your phone. It had been a while since you had felt this feeling. You missed it. You missed him.

Couple days into the fight, feelings of regret started to seep in. You couldn’t help but feel a little silly about the fight taking such an ugly turn. You both had never spoken to each other this way before, nasty words said to one another without hearing each other. You felt almost ashamed of yourself by how you handled the situation. The shame made you reluctant to reach out to Mark.

This was your first big fight but what you feared was the inevitability of his schedule only becoming busier, leaving room for more fights like this. And just like that, thoughts of your relationship coming to an end began to haunt you.

Thoughts of Mark consumed most of your week, in the morning, you thought of him. In the car, you thought of him. At work, eating dinner, looking through the kittens you both short-listed to adopt, you wanted his advice. You wanted to talk about possibly raising the kitten together, living together. You wanted to fight about unwashed dishes, you wanted to crawl into his arms at the end of a long day.

Dance around the kitchen whilst making breakfast to having you on his tongue on the counter the next minute. You wanted it all. Sadness started to creep in, as you doubted the possibility of this being possible.

All week, you dragged these big bags of complicated emotions inside you like a paper weight. Is this the end? You thought to yourself but not feeling ready to know the answer just yet.

“Of course I love him.. but is love enough?” You pondered over lunch with your best friend, on Wednesday afternoon.

“Maybe, this is how it is you know.. you meet someone, you fall in love and it’s great, until it’s not.”

“I guess everything comes to an end?” Letting out a big sigh, you looked out the window. The weather matched your bleak mood. Grey clouds stretched out over the entire sky and you watched, as rain drops fell into puddles, distorting the worlds reflection with it.

“So you not gonna go see him?” Taking a sip of her drink, your best friend tried to catch your eyes.

“I guess not..”

That night, you politely told Mark that you won’t be able to make it to his show and he chose to not respond.

It took two drinks and everything in you to send that text. You knew, rejecting his peace offering would mean this is the end. You knew, that’s how he would see it. It was easier than admitting that this relationship is doomed. So why did it feel so bad after pressing send?

Friday. The day you dreaded all week was finally here. The night of his show and the day your Mark proof plan would commence. You planned to watch your favourite movies with wine and pizza after work to forget about the mess you and Mark had created.

The plan was brilliantly crafted, so it was a surprise when you ended up laying on the floor, in your gown, a little tipsy. Singing along to What Kind of Love by Childish Gambino.

“What kind of love just stays the same

What kind of love don't die alone

What kind of love would take this long

What kind of love don't make you old

Meet me at the studio

I just wanna play you something…”

This was definitely something cathartic and better than crying, you thought. You reached for another slice as you felt your phone buzz. It was 11:15pm and Mark’s name flashed across your screen. After contemplating for a couple seconds, you decided to answer the phone.

“Babyy..” Mark whined, before you could even say hello.

“Babyyy, I miss youuuu” He sounded a little drunk but sincere.

“I just did a show..” Mark announced proudly,

“And you didn’t come..” “I looked for you.. I wish you were in the front row” His voice laced with disappointment.

“Wanted my girl there man.. Wanted you to come see me and then leave with me” “Wanted to take my girl home”

“Hello to you too” You giggled into the phone, which made Mark smile on the other end.

“Can you please come see me? Let me apologise to you.” He took this as an opening.

“I’ll be done here in 30 minutes, come to me and we’ll just take a walk and talk. I need to see you.”

You sighed in defeat. “Okay..”

The sound of his voice mixed with the alcohol in your system had made you weak to your feelings. Despite all the logical thinking you had been doing all week. One phone call and all the logic had gone out the window as you rushed to change into some sweatpants and a hoodie.

Sliding your keys in your pocket, you hopped in the uber and rubbed your hands together to generate some heat. It was a chilly night.

Your heart started to beat fast as you spotted the back of his head covered in a black snapback. Mumbling a thank you to the driver, you stepped out the cab and started walking towards him.

When his friends spotted you, their conversation transitioned into whispers.

“Yo, your girl’s here” Haechan mentioned, waving at you which caused Mark to turn around.

He greeted you with a big smile and lazy eyes. Engulfing you in his arms, he began rocking side to side. “I missed you so much” He left kisses all over your face, making you giggle.

“Alright ya’ll, peace. I’m going home with my girl.” He put his arm around your shoulder and started to walk away. You managed to turn around and give everyone a quick wave bye.

You both strolled in the general direction to Mark’s apartment. The city was beginning to quiet down around you and you both existed in silence. Different types of lights covered the city, leaving you in awe of the beauty. Mark pulled out his phone to snap a picture of first, the sky and then of your shadows together.

“Beautiful” Mark whispered to himself.

“What are you doing?”

“Tryna be cute babe” Mark cheesed in your face.

“Mark we need to t-

Before you could finish your sentence, his lips crashed down into yours and you both sighed from the relief of finally being able to feel one another. You mmmm’d into his mouth from the sweet taste of rum and coke and the realisation hit you. Not only did you stop him, but you kissed him back. You kissed Mark back. Your inner dialogue got going once again and your mind started racing about what this could mean. Was it this easy? Were you back together? Did you ever break up?

Your heart was beating hard once again, but this time, with unison with Mark’s. He was freaking out too. He knew that sooner or later, you would would have to talk about things and he also knew, that it would probably not end well. He tried to delay it for as long as he could.

Mark and you pushed these thoughts to the back of your minds and deepened the kiss.

“I missed you.” He mumbled into the kiss and you told him you missed him too.

You both continued walking, and talking as if nothing was ever wrong. You told Mark about the kitten he liked, and how he would be ready for adoption by next week.

“We’re naming him Bruno for sure” He giggled, pushing to name the cat after Bruno Mars, which always made you roll your eyes but you were prepared to let him have it. If it meant that you were going to be cat parents, he could have all the dad privileges as he liked.

Mark told you about everything he had gotten up to in the past two weeks and you did the same. He was your best friend and this felt nice. It felt like home. As the night began to settle, the breeze got colder and you snuggled closer to Mark. You slipped your hand into his and grazed your thumb over his knuckle.

“Hey, we’re gonna be okay right?” You looked up at him, with a slight glint in your eyes and he took your hand, bringing up to his mouth. He placed a soft kiss on it.

“I think so”

Mark was nervous.

Although he was doing a great job of putting up a facade. Almost identical to your timeline, couple days into the fight, Mark realised how much of a dick he had been. He knew he was to blame for your reaction that night. He wanted to apologise and make things right so much but he couldn’t find the words. Deep down, he knew you were right. He was becoming busier as time went on, and his relationship was suffering because of it. There was no balance between his schedules and personal life. It was painfully apparent that the relationship had taken the back burner, the more success came Mark’s way. He wondered if he was selfish to still want to pursue this relationship if he knew, he couldn’t treat it with the attention that it deserves.

Mark barely had the time to process this hiccup, as his schedule didn’t slow down one bit. Losing control over his own time left him with feelings of anger and frustration. He felt a wave of guilt and shame wash over him when he thought back how he acted that night. Being unable to control his temper was something Mark hated. He actively tried to remain gentle in his exchanges with the people around him. Specially you. Mark hated the fact that he let his emotions control him and his misdirected anger spewed out of him.

He knew, he needed to find a way to balance his schedules and personal life or this would mean the end for the two of you. The image of this made his chest feel tight. He was desperate to make this work. So he leaned on some liquid courage and picked up the phone to call you. He wanted to try his luck one last time.

He didn’t think you’d actually show up though. He felt a little pressured to fix everything because this night could go either way. Oh and did he miss you. He missed your face, your smell. He missed making you laugh or cum. He missed touching you, holding you. He felt as though he was going crazy in your time apart.

You both had already, pretty much, come to a non-verbal agreement by the time you reached his apartment building and opened the door for you.

Getting into the lift, you were both squished in the back corner by the amount of people that were on there. The same lift, you had been in a million times before but tonight felt different. The dim light and tight space, made your stomach flip. The thick silent air floated around you, with only Mark’s breath in your ear. You felt his arms around your shoulders as he pulled you into him. It was 5 seconds into the lift ride, when you started to feel him against your butt and his breath gradually getting heavier on your skin.

Soon as everyone got off at the first floor, for some sort of party. Mark spun you around, pushing you against the mirror and kissing you. You hungrily kissed back, tongue pushing into his mouth, which made Mark moan into your mouth. The needy-ness grew in this small lift, as temperature started to rise and Mark couldn’t keep his hands to himself. He was aggressive and feverish. He needed to have you right there, and then. Bucking his hips towards you, he rubbed up against you trying to find some sort of friction. He was grabbing at your body, anywhere he could reach. His mouth travelled down to your neck leaving kisses as his thumb stroked your nipple, making you arch your back and lean into him more.

“Baby” he let out moan, unable to hold himself back. You tapped his shoulder lightly.

“Mar- He kissed you again.

“Mark” You called out his name, pushing him off you as the lift reached his floor. Mark let out a loud groan as he pulled himself off you. Soon as the lift door opened, Mark had your hand in his and you both ran to his flat giggling.

Closing the door behind you, his mouth was on you once again. “Baby, please..” Mark begged into your mouth, throwing his jacket on the floor in urgency as you threw his hat. Your hands grabbed the back of his neck as he picked you up, wrapping your legs around his waist. Mark made his way to the bedroom.

Dropping you on the bed, he fell between your legs and onto you. The heat between you both continued to rise as the bed sheets became more creased. Mark undressed you as quick as he undressed himself and before you knew, his face was between your thighs, making you hit high notes.

“I.. missed.. your.. pretty.. pussy” He said in between kisses. His fingers knew exactly what to do, as he fucked them into you. Mark was in a daze when he realised, his hands and face becoming drenched by the minute. Mark’s groans and sounds of how wet you were echoed throughout the room.

Your legs on his shoulders, his grip on your thighs were tight as he brought you to multiple orgasms, leaving you unable to catch your breath. Mark came up with a big smile on his face, as he smashed his lips against yours once more. Tasting yourself on his mouth, made you moan and Mark took it as a sign to slip into you with one single thrust. He bottomed out immediately, leaving you both in a mess of airy breaths and moans.

He slowly found his rhythm as his thrusts got harder. “Still want me to fuck off?” He pounded into you, making your breast match his movements. His right hand snaked its way to your throat, lightly grabbing it.

“Go on, I can’t hear you” He mocked you, giving your neck a squeeze as you fell apart under him.

“No.. I want.. I want you to stay” You could barely form a sentence and this amused Mark.

“You gonna take it like a good girl?”

All you could do was nod and Mark pulled back to sit on his heels. “Sit on me” He ordered.

After he got comfortable, leaning against the headboard, you straddled Mark and slowly sunk onto him. His head immediately fell into the crook of your neck, mumbling curse words into your skin. Mark never shied away from being vocal, but tonight was something different when he couldn’t stay quiet for longer than a minute. He needed you in every way.

As you started to move, his head dropped further down to your breast, taking one in his mouth as your obscene sounds got louder. Mark grabbed your ass to lift you a little higher and began pounding into you and bringing the pair of you to climax.

Heavy panting, he leaned into your frame, making you lay back on the bed and he laid on top on you. Mark lazily left kisses on all over you, before resting his head on your chest and you ran your fingers through his hair.

After your breath resumed to normal, so did your inner dialogue. The anxious train of thoughts took over your mind, the fear of not knowing how this is going to work or what tomorrow holds, made your head spin again and you felt nauseous.

“Mark…” You whispered.

“Mark.. we still need to talk” You let the sentence breathe for a while before you heard soft snores coming from his mouth. You couldn’t help but smile at his cute face, and you closed your eyes too in hopes that maybe tomorrow will bring some clarity.

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xotication · 4 months ago

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can u do gamer!kaneki and reader doing a stream where it’s just them goofing off and doing random stuff? like reader does his makeup on stream, smash or pass w anime characters, etc. ofc if you’d like !! thank u ♡

of course! sorry this took so long :(

☆,

as you know, kaneki has been streaming for a while now. his viewers love him, but they also love you! he’s starting to think he can’t have one stream where they’re not begging him to bring you in.

eventually you become a reoccurring guest, no matter what is is you two are doing.

his viewers eventually give you guys ideas of some silly things to do.

like one time you guys had to remake peoples instagram stories. you guys would just scroll thru your mutuals stories & randomly click on one.

it left you guys posting some corny couple photos, random fit checks, your attempts at some of the fancy dinners they were eating, or even random videos between them & their friends.

another time, the viewers begged & BEGGED the two of you to play smash or pass & it was the funniest thing ever.

“okok. uhm, smash or pass satoru gojo”

“smash.”

“hello??”

“what- i can’t smash gojo but you can?? he’s my glorious blue eyed king!”

“YOUR?! ken baby, he doesn’t even know who you ARE!”

“just shhh..”

“ok wtv. smash or pass eren jaeger”

“pass..”

“smash.”

“excuse me? didn’t he commit like every war crime.. ever?”

“ok & he was sexy while doing it all.”

“is that what i have to do for you..?”

“absolutely.”

“you were supposed to say no….”

“oh-”

this continued with a plethora of people & by the end of it, you guys were questioning each other so hard.

some of your guys’ other friends got wrapped into the content. one night you called up hide to test his loyalty.

“uhm- hey hide. is kaneki there with you? he said he’d be hanging out with you, but i haven’t heard from him in hours.”

hide literally requests to facetime you & walks you throughout his whole house to show no signs of kaneki. manz was playing NO games. & kaneki was so heartbroken.

“bro how’re you gonna expose me like that?!”

“bc if you’re cheating on your girl, i’m not gonna help you cover that shit up. be a man, moron”

“ok chill. i didn’t even cheat”

“yeah +10k aura for hide..”

“ok i’m hanging up wtf”

you ended up asking ken if you guys could do a cooking and/or baking stream. but without a recipe, he agrees & this makes for the most viral stream yet.

you have hide and ayato there to let you guys know how much time there is left, to referee the whole situation, & ofc to judge the food

you’re instructed to make pasta, FROM SCRATCH.

things start off well, but when you take a bathroom break, kaneki ends up sabotaging your dish.

he’s adding in a lil bit too much salt to your pasta sauce, & tasting it makes his whole face scrunch up.

when you come back, hide looks so guilty. like he had seen something he wasn’t supposed to see. which was of course, the underlying truth. all the while ayato was there, pokerfaced.

noticing this, you immediately assume ken is suspicious, “kaneki what’d you do.”

“what?? nothing.”

“hide is he lying.”

“i dunno”

“you were here the whole time?! ‘wdym i dunno’ you do know!”

“no i don’t?!”

you decide to let it go.

the whole process is chaotic, but fun. by the time it’s ready for judging, you & kaneki were both stressed out.

making noodles from SCRATCH without a recipe isn’t an easy task.

ken’s plate looked like mario & luigi threw it up, while yours looked like a penguin just regurgitated it to its baby.

you guys place the plates on the dinner table & you sit across from ayato & hide.

“alright chat. the foods done, looking rather.. interesting. i’m a little hesitant & scared to consume this but, we move”

“shall we?” ayato hands hide a fork & they both take a bite from ken’s dish first.

“uh- okay. i mean it’s definitely food. definitely a plate of food, i think” hide speaks first.

& ayato follows up with, “this is awful, ken”

kaneki gasps, almost as if hurt by the words, “okay then try y/n’s!”

& when they do, they’re pleasantly surprised. hide was expecting it to be salty as FUCK. but of course you peeped the chat saying how much salt ken had added. so you just added a shit ton of tomato sauce to even it all out. & it made for a yummy dish!

“this is decent! it’s not the greatest ever, but it’s also not the worst. definitely better than kaneki’s. the noodles are bit easier to chew & the sauce is almost normal”

“so did i win” you asked & ken looked so defeated in his seat..

“uhm. no you didn’t win. rightfully so, anyway.” ayato informs him & you jump for joy!

“you shouldn’t have tried to sabotage me, ken”

“how’d you even know?!”

lastly, one day you were super bored. you didn’t even plan on getting in stream with ken. you kinda just wanted to chill that day. but you chilled too hard. now you were literally doing nothing.

you put your phone down & wiped your eyes after scrolling through tiktok for what felt like hours.

“what to do, what to do” you said to yourself.

an idea clicks & you quickly jumped from your bed to make way to your closet.

you're putting on a cute dress & getting ready for, well, nothing at all. but it's all part of the plan. ken is so wrapped up in his gaming that he takes no notice of you at all. you're at your vanity pulling together the last pieces of your look.

even chat notices before your own boyfriend does, they're thinking ken has to leave soon because you guys are going somewhere but that's not at all the case.

you're stood by the bedroom door, all dolled up & pretty. "okay ken, i'm gonna go to target!" he looks back at you for a quick second & then back at his monitor.

"okay, see you later, love you!"

you walk out the room & ken is reading his chat. "target.. in that outfit?" "bro is not going to target" "bro didn't even see what his girl was wearing" "ken.. she said target, not the red carpet"

finally ken takes a second to picture what it was you were wearing again, & he gets up so fast he almost falls.

mans literally sprints out the room, out the house, & finds you sitting in your car. when you saw him, the last thing you had expected him to do was remove you from the car, & throw you over his shoulder but that's exactly what he does.

ken carries you all the way to the bedroom & throws you on the bed. stream STILL going btw.

"change."

is all he says before he's sat back in his chair, queuing into another game.

most of the girls in the chat are going crazy, rightfully so tbh.

ken looked back at you to see if you had listened, & when he saw you on the bed, still just laying there.. he wasted no time ending the stream.

he began to undress you himself. took off his own shirt, pulled it over your head, & then he took you to the bathroom to help wash your makeup off.

"going to target my fucken ass."

blehhhhhhh

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simp4bsdcharacters · 1 year ago

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Ranpo Dating Hcs!! (SFW)

Confession!!

Do I really have to tell you that Ranpo used snacks?

Like, bro went to the store and vandalized the sweet section 😨

Atsushi and Kunikida had to pay for him and Poe and Dazai had to provide the 20$ tip Ranpo gives to the cashier every time he buys sweets (Poe could’ve payed it alone, Dazai just wanted to be useful #cutecriminal)

Ranpo promised to pay them back ( he never did so you had to do it)

he gave you 90% of them (c’mon it’s Ranpo did you expect him to give all of them to you)

Still, he came with 4 big guys bags full of sweets and a huge smirk on his face

Ranpo even put his glasses on for the occasion 😱😱

Why? Bc he had to solve the “Mystery of you stealing his heart”

When you said yes, bro was too happy for his own good <3

Ranpo was jumping up and down, hugging you, screaming

He kept repeating “really?!” until he tripped and fell due to his jumping

And that’s the confession part for you and Ranpo Edogawa!

Dates!!

*sigh* anywhere where you guys can have desserts

Ranpo pay 1/4 times

he isn’t the most romantic guy during dates… always talking like a child (what a surprise)

often just asks you about your life, and brags about how his is so cool and stuff 🙄

but it’s adorable to hear him speak, so let him be ok 😩

sometimes, Ranpo eats so much that he asks you to carry him home?!

like bitch excuse me?!

but you do it anyway, or else he’s going to give you the longest silence treatment ever known to mankind (help I think of AoT whenever I hear the word mankind 😭)

General hcs!!

Scared of the dark

very very scared

If he wakes up, you aren’t here and the lights are off, Ranpo WILL scream at the top of his lungs

”Why did you leave me?! You know I don’t like the dark!!” “Ranpo, I went to get a glass of water” “AND?!?”

Once, you left to go to work very early at like 4 AM

you didn’t tell Ranpo and oh boy was that a bad idea

Poor baby had a panic attack

he called you multiple times

” [Y/N] WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?!?!??” “Ran’, I’m at w-“ “WHY DIDNT YOU TELL ME!?!”

He then started crying loudly, making you come back home and comfort him

you had found the whole house in a sorry state

Ranpo moved everything to see if you were hidden behind something, he even checked inside the fridge

Needless to say he was extremely mad at you, holding a tantrum like a kid

Anyway, let’s leave the angst aside

Ranpo loves spending time with you

your conversations are more or less one sided, it’s mostly him talking and you agreeing or not with him

First kiss with him was… sweet

im talking about the taste not the way he acted 😭

Thats all I have to say, don’t attack me 😫

I wrote sm lately idk why 🤷‍♀️

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pianocat939 · 1 year ago

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(So uh it's me the one who sad HI THERE and rambled about counting 0 and thinkkkkk)

How about Yan Turtles with s/o who always gets sick? Like very often? (Definitely not talking about me)

Tysm!<3

(I'm also the one who sent the SorMafu links-)

Tysmmm<33333

I gotta go to sleep now- (it's 22:32)

Yeah so um if you guys didn't know my requests and blurbs are open so if you wanna send in something like you know- I'm gonna advertise bcs yes.

Tw: mentions of taking meds, mention of manipulation + guilt-tripping, Mikey being delulu, religious themes (Mikey only)

Raph probably gonna be like "Oh no- oh no-" it literally just becomes parent mode. Like if any of his bros were sick he would always be the one to take care of them (especially when they were younger). He's doing all the basic precautions, like making you intake liquids and take the medicines. As a yan, he'll be more worried and clingy though so expect cuddles and lots of guilt-tripping if you deny anything.

Leo. I cannot with him. He's going to be SO fucking happy that he can take care of you in your ill state often. He'll be cooing and babying you while you're sick- and he won't stop even if you ask him to. He's gonna manipulate but less aggressively as he usually does because he knows he can go too far all at once; considering you probably feel frustrated every time you're sick. But it definitely keeps him happy.

Donnie- man he is gonna freak out every single time (internally). Unlike Leo, who loves the moments you're sick (not like horribly sick obv), Donnie HATES it. He's isolating the area you're in, and disinfecting the nearby space. He'll try to boost your immune system with a multitude of methods. He's doing all the research and ensuring the medications are taken at the right intervals and amounts.

Mikey- he's pretty normal for the taking care of part, but the whole delulu part of him is a lot. He believes the reason you get so ill often is because your "powers" are trying to restore themselves through a process of sickness. So he doesn't fool around when it comes to taking care of you, he'll keep everything in check because he wants to see you in your "full divine form".

(Wow that was a longer blurb than usual)

#yandere #yandere x reader #rottmnt #tmnt #rottmnt x reader #tmnt x reader #yandere rottmnt #yandere tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #blurbs

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Pls never shut up about sunny share your rambles pls, he's a treasure I wanna eat some good food with him and just be friends ;;;

auauiuoou thankyou my bestest little guy,,,,,,,more random entirely-non-kink-related thoughts haphazardly cobbled together from discord messages (someday i will dig up some actual tummy-themed ones)

sometimes he watches a video on his phone without realizing his volumes up & scares himself. usually only happens at home or at his friends houses & if someones around to witness it theyre like Bro What The Fuck til they realize hes like dropping his phone trying to turn it off. hrs so embarrassed too hes like Im Not An Ipad Baby Im Not!!! hes like Im Not A Tiktok Baby!!!!!!!!! bc u KNOW lauries makin fun of him for it. shes like You Ipad Baby. You Tiktok Baby. I Bet You Watch Cocomelon Fortnite Compilations Loud As Hell At Applebees.

he loves sending his friends emails with URGENT!!!!!!!!!!! as the subject & itll just be some stupid shit but i think sometimes he'll do that & the email will just say "hi" . sometimes he'll do it when hes sitting like 10 feet from somebody & if they happen to be the kind of person who has notifications on & checks their emails right away theyll read it & he'll be sittin there like : - )

sometimes laurie will just pick sunny up & either shake him or squeeze him real hard or somethin of that nature & hes just fine with it. hes very light & malleable like aluminum foil

he Loves singin in the kitchen and the shower and the car and wherever etc. he sings preddy good which is a good thing bc he is Not shy about it hes putting his whole pussy into it doesnt matter if hes got the whole crew hangin around. i was pondering What sunnys singing voice sounds like bc his vocal range is Nuts & he can go high And low & i was thinking maybe he has kind of a billy joel vibe but not Quite. bc his natural speaking voice is a little on the higher side & billy joel is a smidge lower than how i imagine his natural singing voice sounding. i was like "hes somewhere between billy joel & frankie valli" & then i was like Wait Thats Just Uptown Girl. like he Can sing lower & higher if he wants to but thats like his Most Natural Singing Voice is somewhere around there. the higher end of the billy joel range

laurie loves stuffed animals i just Know sunnys trying to win her some big shitty bear at some shitty carnival game

he tries 2 be good with boundaries even tho theres def times when he freaks it. sometimes he overcompensates trying to make up for minor infractions. he likes being on good terms with people. hes one of those people whos like I Need Everyone To Like Me Or Else Ill Die. [but also he genuinely cares its not All him being self centered]. hes ascared of Being In Trouble and Being Bad [which could mean anything from making someone mildly displeased for a moment or completely & totally fucking up an entire relationship] #rsd. but then like he also cant help just totally bein a nuisance 100% of the time

tbh . i think Big Hug is his response to a lot of things. Hes A Hugger

he struggles with analog clocks he'll be trying to read one & hes like ✋Everyone Shut Up Im Focusing😤. i think left & right takes him a second too. sorry i love projecting

i think sunny says Go Piss Girl when laurie gets up to go to the bathroom & she smacks him in the head

any time hes trying to do something hes like running around in circles he always gets mixed up about what he needs to do first and what he needs to do next and where he needs to be headed and what hes supposed to be getting and hes just all over the place & hes straight up just spinning around trying to think. it takes him SO long to get started on something. once he gets going its fine as long as its a familiar task but it doesnt take much to break his focus. its like that sometimes when hes talking too. he gets sidetracked So easily sometimes it takes him like 10 tries to get a thought out before he finally manages to say what he wanted to say bc his brain keeps going on tangents & he starts rambling about other shit

he was the chattiest most outgoing little kid he would be like sittin with his mom at the dmv chattin up random nearby people he would be that kid at school who keeps sucking the sub into a conversation he wasnt shy around strangers At All but if he saw someone in like some big weird costume all of a sudden hes hiding behind moms leg. easter bunny? fuck no. mall santa? fuck no. smokey visits his school? fuck no. halloween? Good God What Is Going On Out There

ADDICTION TW - hes def the type whos gonna get addicted to something when he makes it big. & like he'll get off it before it kills him but theres no WAY hes making it through stardom without getting hooked on Somethin for a while. & he manages to hide it for a while but as soon as someone he cares about finds out he just starts Sobbing hes so ashamed. which is probably a turning point. getting out of it would probably also give him the push he needs to get actual mental health help

he may be wildly insecure about every last aspect of his personality but at least he has no doubt that hes cute. its like hes somehow never absorbed anything bad anyones ever said about short guys or big noses or hairy backs or what have you. He Knows Hes Cute its a simple fact of life

he tends to be interested in women more than men & i wonder if part of that is bc he feels less comfortable with his attraction to men bc hes been shamed for it. like he'll hook up with guys if they initiate it & he'll talk about Cute Guys but he doesnt tend to Seek Out those relations the way he does with The Ladies. part of it is simply that He Loves The Ladies but i think part of it is hes never allowed himself to fully embrace his bisexuality

sunnys the kinda guy to take a giant bite of somethin he Just took outta the oven & be like 🫢 Ih Hot ! hes like 🫢🫢🫢🫢H & lauries like Wow I Wonder How That Happened .

#message #xsunnyx

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aduck8myshoes · 4 months ago

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Ady finally watches The Untamed: Episode 40

40/50, it's gone by quickly! how will the mystery of 'we all know it's you sneaky twink, we just can't prove it yet' be solved? will the production team be able to imply that a wangxian wedding happens without the censors catching it? what is the really funny thing that happens in a boat bc I still don't know what that's about? let's get started with the home stretch!

are we supposed to know who this kid in the red is?

sticking the chicken back in his mouth lmao great prop work you two

Wen Ning you are the cutest man that has ever lived

why does he need to hide though? LZ already knows he's with them

that sexy little hip wiggle? fuck your man LZ he is gagging for it

insert a month of them fucking in the cloud recesses to fill this hard cut time gap

this gd mask shit is so dumb, is this how it is in the novel? because he would get clocked immediately by Jin Guangyao

and would nobody question why the crazy guy from a random nobody family is along with the Lan bros?

Xichen: Jiang Cheng used his full aggro polite greeting. He defo knows it's him already.

sup clan leader bitchass, you keep Daddy's head under your pillow at night so you can kiss it and pretend he still loves you?

JGY: why is he here

do we finally get Mo family lore?

WY: I'm worried I'll embarrass you LZ: don't worry, I built up an immunity to that back when you did it constantly for like 5 years

Jin Ling knows some shenanigans are afoot

did Meng Yao get a beard?!?!?! lol

Huaisang! he's playing somebody somehow, i just haven't figured out who or why yet

WY: wait for me LZ: don't worry, I practiced for 16 years

oh that's why he's getting weird looks from the beard

these two are such a cute team, it's gonna suck when he finds out

he taught him a move? that's adorable

beat people up when you are young and won't fuck up the whole government with it. fantastic advice

you could just move your head back JL

lil paper guy!

DID IT JUST BLOW A KISS?????? DID THEY GET THAT THROUGH?

PLAYING WITH THE HEADBAND? oh they fuuuuuuucking

omg is he doing familiar spying with the paper guy? put his hand on your shoulder Lan Zhan, he's going to do some perception checks!

this music is so bad holy shit

JGY's Beard: are you still fucking Xichen?

THEY HAD A SON? HE SLEPT WITH A WOMAN ENOUGH TO MAKE A BABY?

why did the baby have to die sneaky twink? did he catch you sucking dick?

magic portal mirror? the fuck?

uhhh, portal leads to a well decorated torture room?

and a head on a shelf!

EMPATHIZE

#ady watches the untamed

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saltysaccharin · 1 year ago

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Bbg

— [ELYSIUM AU-ISH] {NONCANON}

• characters :: shigaraki tomura, ryouga atsumu, himegami kuroi, extras

• genre :: crack

• warnings :: written while high. not literally high bc drugs are bad kids but like high in spirit /ij none

prompt / synopsis :: "call him baby girl"

word count :: ~900

a/n :: i had SUCH a day today. very eventful /pos. i should be sleepimg bc i'm tired from said day but bro. smth took over. and i churned out like 900 somwthing words of utter stupidity.

dw, not canon to elysium at all bc. frankly it's TOO stupid to be 🫶

Himegami ordering Shigaraki Tomura to get an updated-daily social media account was supposed to be serious. He was supposed to upload short 'reports' on his life rooming with Apollo every day, not.. whatever this was.

"'Call him baby girl for me'? What the fuck?" Shigaraki barked out a laugh, muttering the comment aloud as he read it and clearly finding it entertaining rather than taking offense to it (as he definitely would have a year or two ago). "Fine. I need to find the fucker first, though."

The audio translated the shuffling off of a couch very well; he had been blessed with a really good phone model by the very person he was planning to make fun of. Oops. Hey, he had to give his audience something, didn't he?

Nice place.

holy shit its actually happening someone clip this quick

🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑

rly went 'bet' lol

Idk what y'all expected ofc he'd do it XD

Shocker, the symbol of fear has no fear?!?!?

Shigaraki casually walked through the spacious penthouse, still using the front camera as the Live continued. His watchers' expressions of disbelief and amusement flooded the chat as he continued his search for a certain doctor.

talk about upper-class

*whistles*

Do u guys need an extra roomie maybe?? 🥺

Address drop or no balls

where is that

Finally peeking his head and his camera around the master bedroom's doorway, the lens focused on his prey. There, sitting at his work desk, was Ryouga Atsumu — otherwise known as Doc Apollo — tinkering with a foldable bow. The brunet grunted ever so often every time he ran into a particularly frustrating component to calibrate.

it's a wild apollo!

Sexy Heroes in your area right now! Click the link: <https://www.insertcreativedomain.com/japan-no-2>

help mods theres a fucking bot

@/ERĀ Mod get the bot pls

Im jealous ngl how come u get to live w/ him :(

@/ERĀ sic it

THE SPAMBOT LOLOLOLOL

An especially impatient fan sent a Gift into the Live in an attempt to encourage Shigaraki. The loud notification from it managed to catch Ryouga's notice, dragging his attention from his weapon directly to Shigaraki.

"Oh, hey. Need anything?" Ryouga smiled softly as he spun his chair to face the correct direction. With a hum, he tilted his head before pointing at the phone in Shigaraki's hand, "Is it rolling? Daily check-in?" He asked curiously.

"It's live," Shigaraki replied, stepping out of the concealment of the doorway since he'd been discovered. He straightened his camera as well. "People are watching in real time."

Ryouga made an O with his mouth in understanding and nodded. "Right, yeah. Well, you know I don't involve myself much with social media, Shigaraki; I have a whole group of people running my account for me."

WHAT

omg he's a boomer in disguise. i knew no guy could be perfect </3

Was this not common knowledge?

knowing Apollo having a team just for managing his Tweetr made my fucking week

Send help

Shigaraki waved his free hand in dismissal, "Yeah, yeah, I know all that—" He paused, suddenly narrowing his eyes as he stared directly at the former, "—baby girl." Delivered with absolutely no shame, accompanied by a singular finger gun and a tongue click.

Ryouga only stared in response, seemingly frozen in time. Mouth slightly agape, he blinked twice, then a bunch more times in quick succession before leaning forward in his chair and shaking his head. He knitted his eyebrows as he squinted at Shigaraki for answers.

"Baby what?"

Shigaraki snickered as his focus transferred to the live chat, his thousand-or-so viewers currently blowing up the inbox at the speed of a bullet train. The number signifying how many people were watching went up a slight amount as more people joined the stream.

"Nonono, you listen here," Ryouga pushed himself up from his seat before marching toward Shigaraki, who watched him approach through the camera rather than directly with his own eyes. The red-eyed man only grinned as the doctor gave him an incredulous look.

Quite the switch in expressions compared to their less amicable times with one another.

"Ryouga, it's fine, it's a fucking meme—" Shigaraki managed to explain between every other chuckle as he raised both hands in surrender, the camera angle disregarded as the screen now barely showed either of them fully, much to the dismay of the people watching. It captured a diagonally-warped perspective of Shigaraki's face as he looked at the off-screen Ryouga.

I CAN'T SEE ANYTHING :ANGR:

this is honestly hilarious i cant do this im gonna die today

PLEAS E

Nooo the videooooo

🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑🪑

he looks like he's getting an earful

All the viewers could experience from that point on was hearing Ryouga chuckle and go: "Oh no, I know. I don't keep up with online trends but I'm not that blissfully unaware of my surroundings!" He huffed, albeit overdramatically just to prove his point.

"You.. know? Then why the hell did you give me that look? I thought I upset you!"

"Well, I'm not 'baby girl,'"

A brief shot of Shigaraki's lips being pecked followed that statement, the culprit disappearing from sight as quick as they had committed the crime.

"You are."

"...I'm not sure you know what 'baby girl' entails." Shigaraki coughed into his shoulder, attempting to hide the blush creeping onto his face.

Oh my GOD

WIFE HIM UP APOLLO LMFAOOOOOO

nvm not an earful. mouthful maybe LOL

This was disgusting & I don't mean that in a good way smh

IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!!!!!

I feel like i've intruded on a moment here

🫣🫣🫣

THEYRE TOGWTHER??_?_(?? AND NOBODY TOLD ME?_(_!()")?

Aww what a cute couple (is sleeping on the highway)

gay gay homosexual gay

@/ERĀ you and me when

Dudeee wtfff (do it again)

When is it my turn to be happy

wait WHAT is happening i literally thought apollo and hawks were still a thing help me

GET IT

Himegami slowly breathed out into her intertwined fingers as she deadpanned at her laptop screen.

What in the nine circles did she just watch?

#courtesy of saltysaccharin's thumbs #elysian fields #atsutomu #watch me wake up tomorrow and forget this ever happened #this was fun #is it funny? don't know don't really care #bc it was fun #to write i mean #anyway theres nothing gay going on here

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castle-dominion · 1 year ago

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c1x8 ghosts I've watched a good amount of these!

Why was she submerged & then let out air & then she floated? Makes no sense.

Castle poker night; Espt dealing; Martha wanting to continue; "the working stiff" & then all the real cops laugh; Espt calling her "mrs R" <3; "Well, frankly, I prefer strip because even when you lose, you win." MARTHA (their faces XD); this entire scene is good. I love all their faces & the music playing & just everything here. KB: Man up, "bro" Martha! Shut up! The music I love the interactions between all of them. I think this is why I liked this scene, we get to see them as People. KR: Murder never sleeps, Ms. R. JE: Yeah, and neither do we. watching this entire scene again bc it's so adorable.

Motor oil is clear before it is used tho... in one-gallon jugs??? That sucks, lots of work.

KB: What about tonight? Anyone strange coming in or going out? Clerk: *shakes head* Jasmine, a deep voiced, bearded individual with long blonde hair, high heels, & a short skirt: Hey, Bill. Clerk/Bill: Jasmine. How's it hanging? RC: I think you just described half their clientele. lol I love the transcript, it calls Jasmine "tranny hooker" & tbh I wouldn't have it any other way. (Tho at the time the livejournal was written I don't think it was meant in a positive way.)

Castle, you move past the girlfriend no later than page 50. Love a good notebook.

Or so u think. Having seen this I know she had a LOT of secrets.

Ryan just making castle a coffee uwu, point for the rystle fans. There was an easier way of saying that espt. KR: Maybe Castle was right. Maybe this is about sex. JE: The lady was a soccer mom. RC: Come by my daughter's school at about 3:30. The place is like happy hour. (Ryan & castle share a look & ryan points at his nose) Their physicality, The nodding, the hands, the head shaking, the cocking & tilting, the turning, all of it.

Ah yes, grab a dead baby's ssn. Just like the first lesbian who got married in ireland. She was straight but legally married the man's dead sister.

MR: Kate Beckett is not some bimbo who needs big, strong you to look out for her. She's a real woman. And a real woman does not want to be patronized. AC: She's right, Dad. I love how he has these two beautiful women with him.

Ooh true crime. Neat.

Lol death over easy & the diner in the background. Did u want those yolks murdered? XD I'm (not) funny

RC: Yeah. Captain, the mayor, and Judge Markway. You know. Your boss. Your boss's boss, and the guy that signs your warrants.

Whose house is this? Lee Wax? the door is just open? sus. ngl I HATE stripes on a screen. Lol the shock at her being a woman. "I am the cops" Your publisher is so right. Murdered??? RC: Well, given your unhealthy obsession for her, I'm going to take a wild stab at you.

Oh yeah, Not a bad idea. RC: But you did anyway. LW: RC: Any true crime writer worth their salt is gonna check her story with other sources. KB: What for? LW: My book. RC: Whoa. You're gonna go through with it? But Cynthia's dead. LW: Correction. Cynthia was murdered. Which means her memoir just became a true crime story, Which is kind of my forte. You'd be doing me a huge favor. KB: You know, I-- I would love to, but I have a whole list of writers who are hanging around, looking for favors. So, thank you very much, though, for cooperating. And, um, catch you on the dark side. These two could totally have a fun night together & as another writer castle def feels for her.

Poor pike, talking to the family & prying up the past, for a book? for HER? I like adam. I like him a lot. Poor boy.

RC: It is a good story. It's a great story. Personally, I would just write a happier ending for that family.

At least he has a job. So you KNEW cynthia was writing the book? I like Swanstorm.

Ooh stories not matching up. She WAS writing for sympathy. Creativity is doing stuff, art is knowing what to keep.

KB: You talked to the publisher? RC: I am somewhat known in those circles????

Noooo not adam pike! AP: Because I wanted to look her in the eye. I wanted to tell her none of it mattered. Her blood money wouldn't buy our forgiveness.

Ah, they knew cynthia was alive, the money was coming.

Oh a random stranger. Pointing the finger to some rando. Wow castle lmao thru the glass.

Writer battle huh. If she was trying to get sympathy she would have told wax abt the money.

RC: Remind me if I ever decide to write a memoir, to never write a memoir.

They have a corkboard today not a whiteboard...?

Love the poker night. Castle is just... friends with these guys. Ooh it's their rematch. Judge: Oh, do us a favor, Detective. Beat his pants off. RC: Yes, please. Beat my pants off, if you dare. RM: Beckett, do me proud. Judge: To hell with "proud." Make him cry like a little girl. He said to call him bob. Castle is so... obnoxious. "Who's a good little boy? Who's a good little boy? You are. And you are. And you are." Judge: Don't you ever get tired of winning, Castle? Castle: Yeah, you'd think so, right? But no.

Yay all of them getting fancy coffees. Esposito has his coffee, & ryan made coffee for himself & castle, & beckett is getting her own coffee. It makes me think that ryan actually knows castle's coffee order. He's made esposito's before (or he does later in the series) & there was that time castle & beckett had their coffees but espt & ryan stole them & took a sip & then switched bc someone likes their coffee like the other. Castle gave beckett's coffee to ryan I think so beckett & ryan like the same coffee, but castle has also drank beckett's coffee before so maybe his order & beckett's are similar enough... idk bro. Do I care? Not actually that much. I just wish someone would watch thru the entire show, take note of all the coffee, & then present me with the facts & conclusion.

Wow they have houses? Thought they were living in NY. You did what you had to do to survive & that's ok! I have a friend from pennsylvania.

Didn't recognize her until castle said 20 years later & possibly scarred. Mail order to new york. I love the audio. I first watched this while recovering from a bad sunburn lol. I like her! She really is confessing everything. Tho Mary/Susan could be lying too ig. Suicide in the oil thing? really? Who is that dramatic? Audio <3 Part manslaughter, part self defense, part murder.

No rick, cynthia was the one who contacted wax. Altho ig you're theorizing well. r u two flirting or hating? Oh it is hate nvm. RC: Oh, and one more thing. One day, and one day not far from now, I'm gonna use this in a book. Weird vest she has there.

RC: Next time, I guess I'll just try that massage parlor on 2nd Avenue. BRUH

Just has a deck with him (was probs planning it tbh). I remember sneaking over to sit at the wrong lunchtable & playing cards with the 9th graders. I remember a story from my english teacher, she ran a poker ring gambling for who got to sit at the table. Lol mano a mujer hand to hand, (like head to head,) not man to man bro. Her gummy bears <3 it's probs what she has in the bowl on her desk. RC: Aside from my muscular arms? XD not funny (I say, having found it funny)

Aight that's it for now. TBH I'll probably watch an audio commentary version tonight instead of liveblogging bc I want to work out & it's hard to work out while you're trying constantly

#castle 1x8 #castle 1x8 spoilers #castle 1x8 quote

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brilliantfantasticgeronimo · 5 months ago

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SIKES! PART 2!! the dr will be here until the heat death of the universe babes. trekkie plans postponed indefinitely.

gallifrey vibes

water is life…

her name is.... brindle slkdfjdlkjfldkjflksdjfdskfjd COMBO BREAKER

so much death that literally memory is dying. oof. the Social Commentary of that

(bet the man was the master)

a city that began with a b… ???barcelona??

diamonds! bingo check!

a SPOON. cry. this is so doctor who. 12/7 approved.

"and i forgot" oof. "from child to mother" oof

universal broadcast moment!!! check!!!

MEL CUDDLING WITH THE QUESTION MARK SWEATER . i CRY

"cultural appropriation" sdlkjfs well at least we're aware of it

ruby like pls doktah im so tired of watching the fucking pyramids of mars.again. dont u have anything else. dont u have some eccleston in there.

(maybe the rogue's ship is a memory ship as wlel?) bc of all the random props)

"best time of my life" t.t

sutekh driven crazy bc she doesnt know the secrets. relatable.

"you are absolutely human" mmmmmm

("it's keeping us alive bc it wants to know the awnsers" the meta of "the gods are the writers torturing the humans" intesifies")

oh noooooooooooooooo not melanieee

JACK!!!!!!!! SDLKJFDSLK OHH THE DOCTOR CANT LOOK AT THE FORBIDDEN LOST EPISODE

IM SCREAMING IM SO INTO THIS

compulsory dna testing for the whole population sdkljfsdk that sounds… worse than nukes ngl??????

"love a whistle" eyebrow raise

omg all the tardis keyssss

"but guess who invented the security" hehe. mel's smile at that-

"sutekh's servants could be anywhere" badum psss

(i think 15 knows?)

tliteral tv remote moment again……………….

"i loved you mel" "what good did love do, doctor? when did it eve help?

mel is playing him. she has to be. pulling a 4th doctor.

damn look at that bling. fashionable dog

mom???????? YESss- oH NEVERMIND

dslkfjsdlkfjsdfsdf

a-ha! i knew he knew!

haha. get great big fuckoff laser'd. bitch.

FIFTEENTH'S THEME YEES

(oh everything working out but there's still 20+ minutes. one fear)

sdlfkjsdlkfjdsfsdf get yanked bitch

(and this is what rtd wanted donna and fourteen to go through in the title sequence???? slkfjdklf)

DEATH + DEATH = LIFE. YEAH WHY NOT THIS MAY AS WELL HAPPEN

double negatives save the day. reverse the polatiy of the death flow.

GENERAL IS ALIVE YESSSS

carlaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!! cherry!!! mrs flood you can go on to be creepy yesssss

kate holding hands w/ ibrahim? oh? sdlkfjsd rip ibrahim x general guy otp???

why am i crying about brindle's mom wtf . T.T

in fighting mosnters we mus tbe careful not to become monsters,,,

"i am the one that brings death" oof. metal.

still 14 minutes left mmm

kate wtf. stop hiring everyone u see wtf lkdsjsdfkjlfd

YOUR GRAN WAS TELLING ME OFF FOR NOT DUSTING

"you brought her home" TOT

IT'S HER IT'S KRISTEN TYLER FROM THE CHIPS STORE

she's a nurse"!!!

"she was important because we think she was important" bro im weeping wtf. wtf

rtd u did it again u bastard

i cry t.t

um ok but there's still 10 minutes left….

hahaha. dont touch the baby rooose realness

ohhh 15 like "im pointless now" moment????

500 HUNDRED PHOTOS

ruby dressed as david bowie omg

aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa T.T

"of course you will" next season babe!!

bitch he didnt say. HE DIDNT SYA IT BACK. WHERES THE FUCKING THERAPY NOW FSDJFSD

iris? iris??? IRIS??? IRIS??????????? MRS WILDTHYME??????

"doctor who will return" bitcH WHEN

CONCLUSIONS!!

bro idek i cried so much. im distraught. NO MORE NEW ODCCY WHO UNTIL... DECEMBER (???). HOW WILL I LIVE. anyway. 1 take between my tears: this is always the most athesit way u can do "gods are real" storytelling and i love that about russel's style srsly. really need to watch the second coming sdlkfj but from what i've heard it is literally this. and also in torchwood and nuwho obvs. we made the gods, not the opposite. our lives are important bc we make them so, not for any instrinsinc thing. and also connects to ~storytelling theming bc we are all stories in the ~~end. but if we're lucky ppl will still think of us and keep us alive. bc "memory is a time machine"..... anyway. cool ep. back to crying.

empire of death thoughts+reactions part 1

previously onnnn (super short sdlkfj)

HOP ON, COWBOY

sdlkjs morris a literal 13 year old having guns on his lil' scooter thing.is UNIT ok.

omg even the vlinx TOT

the birds will sings again!!!!!!

dust of death mmm delicious alliteration

"im sorry there's nothing we can do. we're dead" vibes

loving this action sequence ngl

WATCHA TALKING ABOUT

maybe is not [insert character]. maybe mrs flood is just an old lady who is Like This.

"my true name" "ur true maker" whats her true maker if not RTD!!! / clowning

"we've got worse problems" that's gonna come back to bite him skdfljdskl

does anyone remember the clara / 1 paintdoktahwho comic "dont take that one. take the tv"

thats what im thinking ot

(askdjlad UGH my iplayer stopped so i refreshed and while skipping to the place i think i spoiled my self for susan ?? TOT sutpid internet stupid preview skipping thumbnail function grrrr) im not a tardis smasher in general but the memory tardis….. would. maybe

"remember it harder" i would be a useless companion here tbh. memory of a goldfish.i would doom the earth.

IT'S A TV SHOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

IT'S TELLING THE STORY OF YOUR LIFE

I MADE A JIGSAW OF YOUR HISTORY SDKLFJSLKJF

AAAAAGHHH

sdflkdfj sutekh spining in the vortex. 2 cute

the temple……….. tardis as the thing in the hill meta INTENSIFIES

"so many secrest" um TIMELESS CHILD FUGITIVE MEMORIES FOBWATCH????

oh ok i jut got spoiled for the clip OF susan sdlkfjdskl FALSE ALARM FOLKS

"never yours again, never"

my angels of death………………..

"i find that good" i feel they did this same exact phrasing once for a "death is beautiful" monster like this but i cant remember which story?

also, flux? flux anyone? 13 vs entropy itself?

"i am an extinction event" OOF

(oh this clicks on why the doctor clings sm to living / immortality despite how much it hurts)

memory is a time machine TOT idk but that Hits Harder

"sutes" dlkjfslfk cute

"and doesnt it feel good?" holy shit

yayy mel's not dead yet

MEL GRABBING SIX'S COAT IM FINEIM FINE IM FINE

(idk why but that's what's made me cry slkfjsd)

"ruby roo" sdkljsfd

lasdkj if a regular tardis is 6 people driven then a memory tardis is probably meant to be piloted by every single doctor and companion ever

"meleanie b" TOT (doctor trait unlocked: when 15 is stressed he intensifies on the cutsey nicknames)

CHEKOV'S INGELLITEN GLOVE !!!!! damn i thought for a second about putting that on my bingo card but didnt skldfj

i like that the subtext of "when disaster comes, he's there" / "the tardis is an ommen of death" & "he has one constant companion… death" isn't literally being stated as being "sutekh did it lol" lol cause that would feel a lil cheap. i think instead rtd took a smarter choices of keeping that subtext, but keeping it that stricly speaking what sutekh did was just putting the susan copies everywhere.

73 yards……………

omg wait so in a memory tardis u can remmeber anything to existence………….. what if heiimagines susan at the end

(MOLECULAR BOND ROGUE CALL BACK?)

73 yards…………. HOW DO U KNOW THAT. I JUST DO. SHE'S JUST GOOD AT CONVERTING UNITS DAMN. LET RUBY BE GOOD AT UNIT CONVERSIONS DOCTOR.

ohh wait so this connects perception filters and 73 yards. put on a pin on that (and presumably……. taking down the perception filter is what happened re: ruby? that's why people ran away? people saw beyond her perception filter to the elderitch abomination bellow?)

"you've landed on earth a 100th times" is probably a huuude understimation lol

"she was reborn stronger each time. this monumental figure" dr. who as a cultural institution meta

shots outside the tardis my beloved

1999….. the movie... 2005 …. obvious. 1066 was the fire of london right? with 5?

this is rlly working for me ngl. dr who is all about death meta but it's literal but it's not

and a lso the whole. when u are a time traveler everyone is already dead. we must be like ghosts to u . etc etc

telos… THE OOD SPHERE noooo

mel being like "well…. at least 1% of the universe is fine. that's all right then" .

this |5 "it's all my fault" beat feels a lil' weird until u remember [all the traumas] / flux trauma and then it's like yeah i getchu doc i too take everything bad that happens as proof that it is my fault even tho, factually, it makes no sense as a reaction. trauma/depression girlies united.

THE SUN IS DEAD. rip 42's sun.

omg thank u sutekh for finally fixing that over-blue colorization in the unit set. not all heroes wear capes tbh.

aaaand the end.

fade to black.

doctor who is done! we can all go home and become trekkies everybody. congrats!

#dw spoilers #empire of death #dw meta #jk no meta just tears #(ok i couldnt help myself and connected some dots but sldkfj it's mostly tears)#lol feel like half of fandom is gonna be rlly pissed about this one oh well.#s14

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thecontumacious · 2 years ago

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this is about the rice purity test so i think this is kind of suggestive??

like the reader have this mindset like mysta that they can pop off innuendo every single damn time that can make ike eveland mald. When they found out that there rice purity test is really really high— higher than shu—

i wonder what there reaction will be—

"Wait, how much?!"

a/n: now before you guys ask, yes this is possible (although in the rarest of cases)

reminder that all my work and others in the fandom are purely fiction and intended to entertain, not to be projected irl.

Vox Akuma 👹🌹

you're on the same wavelength of sussy as vox

yes it's that bad

come on child, let's off you to a priest (つ▀¯▀ )つ

as the king of the past and well many years of seeing all sorts of sussy people like yourself, you take the top tier (second only to him actually)

ike has double the headache when you two are together

bless the poor man

it was one day that you and him were collabing together--discussing something only chat to wonder why youtube has yet to ban you two--that the idea of rice purity test scores were brought up

"actually i've never taken the test. too busy and stuff," you hum, madly clicking away at your game

"huh?? well, you should take one soon. i bet you it's super low," vox laughs

you don't deflect this and only smirk, "see if it's lower than you?"

"hah! keep dreaming, love," he retorts

why is he proud of his low score

"alright bet. after this round i'll test it out."

and after you do finish up, you and vox take a break while you busily search for the online quiz

"found it yet?"

"yep, no need to worry over my ass."

"really? i've been thinking about it this whole time though."

"oh you have, haven't you?"

"yep i have, baby."

ಠ_ಠ

suddenly you're quiet.

much to yours, vox's and the chat's dismay

"uh, y/n? you good?"

"huh? yeah i'm cool," you answer quietly but vox knows something is up

"the test intimidating ya' much?"

you giggle, "i've seen worse things."

"oh? care to tell me what?"

...

"y/n? seriously, are you good?"

"i take it back," you suddenly report.

vox raises his eyebrows, taking a sip of his tea, "take what back?"

"that i've seen more intimidating things," he hears you gulp from the other line of the discord call and this is the first ever time he's seen you like this

"look, y/n my dear, i know you like the suspense and everything, but i'd like for you to be clear with me what's going on. you've been kinda quiet for the last few minutes," vox tells you, sitting upright

you sigh, "mytestscoreisninetyseven."

"your test score is fucking what???????"

even chat believes that their devices are acting up

you, the person who's always connected to vox on a god level in terms of being sussy, has a purity test score higher than even shu yamino's????? *95 btw

"you sure you're not fucking with me right now??" vox is still in complete denial apparently and honestly so were you when you realized you weren't checking off much of the boxes...

"yes??? here, lemme just show you the test screen. i fucking swear this is not some getup this is literally my score. bro, i'm just as spooked right now," you busy yourself by setting everything up

and in the next minute, vox and the chat see for themselves that you truly were a pure golden 97

"well, mysterious phenomenon aside...," the demon trails off and although you had just heard him get shocked over it, he literally turns over 180 as he spoke in a baby voice, "aweeee, y/n-chan is actually as innocent as a baby! oh you sweet little thing, come here, let daddy take care of you. this world can't taint your innocence when i'm around."

somehow, you don't know if you should be proud of your "achievement" or not bcs the moment vox decided that you were pure as per the results, he's treating you as though you're a baby

ofc he's just teasing you mostly

examples include:

"oh wait but you don't know what a #@!&8 is right, y/n? nah, you're too innocent to know. don't google it okay?"

"VOX FUCKING AKUMA STOP THIS NONSENSE"

"ayeyayai, that language. who taught you how to speak like that?"

"VOXXXXXXXX"

other boys utc!

Mysta Rias 🦊🔶

much like him, you're terrible at being innocent for just five fucking minutes

yes officer it's this one. oh and the orange one too.

be it on stream or jail, mysta has officially found himself another dirty minded friend besides vox

you discuss it with him what role you play with him okay (╬≖_≖)

he found out the first time when it came out on the wee hours of your off collab with him, ike and nina

hoo boy, someone get ike some ear plugs

anyway

mysta was actually the one to bring it up first

"hey, now that i've thought about it, you've never told us your rice purity test scores, y/n," he thought aloud, vox and nina agreeing as they too were just as curious as him

ike on the other wished you could hand him those earplugs( ༎ຶŎ༎ຶ )

"oh guys come on, it's probably as low as you guys," the novelist rolls his eyes, taking a sip of his probably alcholic drink to forget he ever was in this conversation

you hum, grabbing your phone, "actually i've never taken it before."

vox adds, "well like what ike said. it's probably super low like us two. ain't that right mysta?"

he chortles as he went to pat your back, "come join the sussy trio of nijimilo, y/n."

"i'd be so honored, mysta," you wiggle your eyebrows. "gimme a sec okay."

but chat was pretty much already vouching that you'd have super low test scores, judging by how many suggestive innuendos you make on stream that rivals even that of mysta--

sigh, mysta says he's never been prouder of you(つω`｡)

actually not just chat, everyone in the room

but as they chatter away through the night, your own commentary lessened quite a bit as you read through the test even deeper

mysta who happened to be quiet in the conversation and sitting next to you grew genuinely worried and super curious

"hm? something up, y/n?" he asks you, peering over your shoulder

you hide the screen away from him, "h-hey mysta! i'm fine."

"ah? what's this?" he starts to wiggle his eyebrow, smirking in a way that you know he's up to no good. "why are you shy? you already know it's pretty bad though, right?"

"u-um, yeah, i did," you take a deep breath and just decided to suck it in. rip it off like a band aid. you show the detective your screen, "except the results says otherwise."

he looks over and his eyes are as wide as the universe

his first initial response?

"HOLY SHIT Y/N?????? IS THIS SOME KIND OF WEIRD SCIENCE I DIDN'T KNOW OF????? YOU'VE GOTTA BE FUCKING WITH ME RIGHT NOW"

this of course had to catch the attention of everyone else as they stopped their conversation

"mysta!" you scold, hiding your phone

"hey, hey, what's up?" nina asks you two

you just shrink while mysta remains scatterbrained

"got the test score back? how bad is it?" vox smirks leaning over to grab your phone but you quickly hide it in your pocket. the demon frowns, "um, you good? embarrassed about your score is it?"

"bro that's not it, that's not it," mysta shakes his head and you honestly don't know what to do. "can i tell them? can i please tell them???"

seeing as there was no point in hiding it anymore, you let him.

"guys, chat, y/n's score is a 97," mysta announces, emphasizing every single syllable at the last phrase. and just like him, everyone is as bamboozled

he grins, leaning into the mic, "they're just an innocent kid."

"oh fuck off, mysta," you pout, crossing your arms

but he doesn't for a very good while (-`д´-)

if you thought him and the others (excluding ike) teasing you about your oddly high score during the collab was bad enough

mysta thought it was good to add to your misery even after you went home

he absolutely does not let it go and although he's just joking around, you sometimes rly regret telling him your score at all

taking the test at all

ah well what's done is done

"hey kiddo, close your eyes and ears for this bit."

"um, why? and stop calling me that."

"it's not kid friendly. adults only."

"MYSTA FUCKING RIAS I'M A FULLY GROWN ADULT--"

"shhh just trust me okay. now go close your eyes and ears."

"mysta i swear i will hunt you down and break your arms myself--"

again, what's done is done ┐(-。ー;)┌

Luca Kaneshiro 🦮🔆

to me luca can be sussy but bro come on from here on out, yall know that this is the seiso line of |_・)

compared to you, luca has absolutely nothing

he also just rly likes to believe that he can be unseiso but when talking to you, he knows only a fraction of the things you understand

voCaBulaRiEs if you will १ |˚–˚| ५

he doesn't necessarily scold you for being super sussy. if anything, he sorta appreciates it??? he says he's learning new things with you around

lucubs are genuinely worried for luca's wellbeing whenever you collab with him

don't want our precious golden retriever of a mafia boss to be tainted by your unholyness (?), demon

but luca likes having you around on collabs and discord calls when time permits bcs he thinks you're good company^^

it was in one of these said collabs that the topic of rice purity tests came up

"thank you for the superchat! boss, what's your rice purity test score?" luca reads aloud one of the messages. he chuckles, "for chat who doesn't know, the rest of luxiem actually took the test too. mine is 93 i think?"

you sip at your drink, nodding, "yep, it was 93."

"what's yours, y/n? now that i think about it, we've never really known. did you take one?"

"huh, i actually haven't! i haven't gone around to take it yet. hold on," you place your drink back down and quickly type away rice purity test onto the google search engine. "all these are the same right?"

"yeah, doesn't really matter which one. they're the same everywhere."

"alright gimme a couple minutes, luca."

"i gotchu," the mafia boss grins, turning to his chat to more of the superchats he had missed. while waiting, he stumbled across one that made him laugh, "y/n, someone said on superchat that they bet you're gonna get super low. as low as mysta or vox."

you snort, "probably true. what do you think, luca?"

"would i be a bad friend if i said yes?? i mean, i've watched your streams, y/n," he laughs. "they're as bad as vox or mysta when they're being super unseiso."

but then luca doesn't get a response from you

for a second he goes to check on discord to see if he's misclicked on anything or if you accidentally muted yourself but everything seemed alright

"uh, y/n? you there?"

"hm? yeah, i'm here," you do respond to him, but a lot... quieter? was it him or did you sound nervous?

"you okay? you sound a bit off," he tells you while frowning

you on the other hand can only look at the many boxes you've left unchecked in the list, surprising yourself

even luca thought you were pretty bad, what was this tom fuckery? ⊙︿⊙

"hey luca, are you sure all tests are the same?"

he raises an eyebrow, "supposedly yes. why? did something happen with your test? i can get you the same link i used."

"w-wait, no need. it's just um," you tap your fingers against the keyboard and you finally admit in a tiny voice, "mineisaninetyseven,luca."

"sorry what?"

"lucaaaaa," you whine, thinking he was just teasing you so you could say it again

but he interjects, genuinely not hearing what you said because of the low volume you spoke in. "no, no, wait. i didn't actually hear you. what was it??"

"ninetyseven."

"ninety seven????"

ah finally got it did he ( ╥ω╥ )

"wait how is that possible? not to sound offensive, but like??? you get what i mean right??"

it's more so a battle of both wonder and confusion in this stream, for you, luca and chat

even after, luca kept bugging you about how weird your result was

so yes, he's nice enough not to tease you about it (too bamboozled by the fact you're actually 4 points higher than him)

facts are though, you still know a lot more about the art of being unseiso than him despite the... contradicting truth of the test scores

he really doesn't mind it, just slightly confused.

for the way he treats you, it doesn't change as well bcs luca kaneshiro is nice like that uwu

Ike Eveland 🖋💙

yall know how this is gonna go down

he gets migraines when you are in a fairly unseiso mood (even worse if mysta and or vox is there. god the dirty pick up lines just don't stop)

ike feels like he should always bring a stash of his holy water every time he's gonna meet with you o.0

on a more serious note though, besides that, you're good company around him and as long as you're behaving accordingly during his streams, he's mostly okay with it

so.

b e h a v e

moving on (｡･･｡)

he was on a discord call with you and mysta actually, casually talking about your days and schedules for the rest of the week

though you and mysta resonated far too much on being unseiso together, ike had to admit this discord call was one of the more tamed scenarios so he can't really complain

trust ike, he's seen worse

"oh my god, you guys i'm gonna leave this call if you continue to talk about these things," the novelist groans jokingly, tapping on his desk while resting his head on his hand

you giggle, "it was mysta who started it!"

"huh?? did not! you insinuated it!"

"i insinuated nothing! you're the one having the perverted mind!" you argue back

ike can only sigh from behind the screen watching you two banter like you were siblings

he swore you guys were but refused to tell anyone

"no, you're the one perverted!" mysta retorts

you huff, "mysta, you literally have a purity test score lower than goddamn vox. you're absolutely perverted! ike, back me up."

"to be fair, y/n, you're probably super low. maybe even as bad as him," he admits

mysta says, "see? we're both as bad. wait, hold on, how much is your rice purity test score? i don't think you've ever told us."

"oh shit, yeah i haven't even taken it."

ike rolls his eyes, "i don't even know if i should encourage you to take it, y/n."

you laugh, typing away on the google search engine to look for the test anyway. "you'll be fine, ike. i know yours and mysta's. wouldn't it be nice to know mine?"

"um, i don't see the purpose of knowing that fact but sure, i guess?"

i can just hear him say all these things in my head you guys o(TヘTo)

"what's the real point of you taking a rice purity test anyway? i'm betting you're pretty low," mysta snickers

"just to get a more concrete number i guess? it's just for fun."

"all the more misery for me it seems," ike deadpans, sourcing laugh from you and mysta

"wanna bet how much they'll get, ike?" the detective asks him, ike hearing his grin behind his voice

"probably like a 50 or lower?" he guesses

and when you don't respond to any of the boys' commentary about you, ike calls you. it's only then you respond to what he says

"huh? what's up?"

ike frowns, "you good? you were quiet for a second, y/n."

"n-no, i'm fine. just taking the test."

"oh my god ike, imagine if their purity scores are actually pretty high. is that even possible??" mysta wonders, leaning back against his seat as he waited for you to finish

ike shrugs, "i think so. probably very rare though. but with y/n? i can't imagine that happening to be honest."

"ummmmmm so about that," you suddenly chime in, seemingly anxious. ike notices this and goes to ask you first

"yes?"

"i'moneofthoserarecases."

ike pauses, comically cleans his ears and asks you as though you'd just muted yourself, "sorry, you were saying?"

"ike i'm not kidding," you laugh nervously

"not kidding? about what? hold on, i'm behind. guys tell me what's going on here."

but you and ike ignore mysta as you two have a somewhat serious but also comedic conversation about your phenomenal test score

¯\(ツ)/¯

"then how much is it?"

"...ninetyseven."

"A NINETY WHAT?" ike exclaims, literally jumping out of his seat and denying what his ears had perceived for him. "A NINETY FUCKING SEVEN? y/n, you????? a ninety seven????"

"WAIT HUH THEY'RE A 97????"

then there's mysta who's only getting things right lol ●︿●

"I DONT KNOW U GUYS I SURPRISINGLY DON'T CHECK MUCH OF THESE THINGS???" you stare head on at the bold and very clear number before you, way higher than what you deserve for all the misery you've caused ike eveland

"i honestly don't know how to feel right now," said man confesses, a hollow in his chest as he lets the truth dawn on him

why? because you, the cause of his headaches for your unseiso jokes, is a few points above shu's. if you top even shu the pure, where the hell did he rank ☜(`o´)

whatever happens though, even if you scored 97 on that test, the fact that you still cause him misery because of your impurity proves that he should still bring his holy water with him

bless ike eveland ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭

Shu Yamino 🔮✨

he's a generally chill guy and can put up with your unseiso behavior so i personally recommend you shu yamino

just

don't take advantage of him okay

don't teach him weird shit (ง •̀_•́)ง

anyway

so in collabs and the like, shu will usually just laugh off whatever dirty pick up line (that he understands) or he doesn't actually get what you mean and your joke instantaneously becomes dry as hell

i personally recommend you shu yamino ┐(°‿°)┌

it was one of the yaminion's questions that came up in the superchat where they wanted to know about your rice purity test score, catching the curiosity of the rest of the chat and frankly, shu himself since he too never thought to ask

"huh, i actually never asked you either. you okay with telling us, y/n?" he asks like the gentleman he was

you frown, "i actually haven't taken the test. lemme go do it real quick and i'll come with the results. wait here shu and chat!"

as he waits for you, he makes himself busy by going through the superchats he missed, thanking and skimming them

he laughs when he reads one that says, "i bet y/n has it pretty low"

and it seems that chat was agreeing with the statement

at the mention of you, shu remembers that you've been awfully quiet as though you weren't there anymore

he calls out, "yo, y/n?"

"hm?" you hum, voice softer than before

shu begins to suspect something, guessing that it probably had something to do with the test you're taking. he chuckles, "you good? been quiet for a good while."

"o-oh, i'm fine. just peachy."

just peachy?

shu laughs even more, "just peachy? you don't really say that. you sure you okay? is it the test? did you finish?"

you groan, rubbing at your head when shu basically spoke your mind out loud. "okay fine yes i did"

"uh huh then?"

shu's obliviousness rly kills you sometimes, especially right now ;-;

"shu, my score is uh"

"your score?"

"yours plus 2"

well that was one way to put it

"mine plus 2? 95 plus 2? wait what?" it's only now that shu realizes why you were nervous

and he can't help but laugh at it

your face is red from the embarrassment as you bombard shu, "wh-why are you laughing, huh??"

"bro, your score is higher than me! it's super funny. cause you're the one usually coming up with the rly unseiso jokes," and he doesn't cease his laughter which further incriminates you

"shuuu stop laughing :<<"

"i'm sorry but it's so hilarious and weird??? i guess it is because the test is more about what you do than what you know but still," he grins. "besides, why are you so embarrassed? isn't this like a good thing or something?"

"it's you laughing at me is what makes me embarrassed dammit," you huff ＼(｀0´)／

and well as previously mentioned, shu is a super chill guy and usually doesn't hold onto jokes on one stream to the next

ofc unless if someone brings it up, but the worst shu yamino can do is rly to laugh at how ridiculously contradicting it was

Masterlist!

#nijisanji en #luxiem #luxiem x reader #vox akuma #mysta rias #luca kaneshiro #ike eveland #shu yamino #vox akuma x reader #mysta rias x reader #luca kaneshiro x reader #shu yamino x reader #akurylic #mystart #drawluca #ikenography #yaminoart #author chan’s delivery service ?

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th0tfairy · 3 years ago

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Hello ʘ‿ʘ , may I request TR boys babysitting their s/o's little brother ?

I don't mind you ignoring my req , have a nice day/night (◍•ᴗ•◍)

Stop that’s literally too cute 😭

toman guys babysitting your brother

🧍‍♂️🧍🏻🧍‍♂️

𖧷 Mikey: he’s so annoyed w the kid omfg he’s like Um? I’m baby 😒 not u

𖧷 Draken: sits on the couch and looks through all the family albums w your brother just to look at pictures of u

𖧷 Mitsuya: very tolerant and patient! He always wanted a little brother 🥲

𖧷 Baji: orders a ton of fast food and just chills all night watching big hero 6 like four times

𖧷 Chifuyu: learns twelve tiktok dances w him and posts them all on his story

𖧷 Ran: teaches your brother how to use a pair of nunchucks and even braids his hair into pigtails

𖧷 Rindou: cannot stand him omfg. He’s used to being the little brother. Gets pissed and turns the living room into some WWE shit 😐

𖧷 Sanzu: oh noooo he hates that little fucker 😭 is literally only doing this for you. You get home to find him seconds away from breaking one of your little brothers bones

𖧷 Koko: counts up all your brothers piggy bank money and then checks how many baby teeth he still has, then calculates the amount of chores he’d have to do to buy that motorcycle he wants

𖧷 Inupi: sits on the kitchen floor and skates w those finger boards on the chairs w your lil bro 🥺

𖧷 Smiley: spends the whole night on worldstar watching lunch room fights w him

𖧷 Angry: fixes your brother a snack and forces him to eat his vegetables bc they’re good for him 😤👊

𖧷 Takemichi: spends the whole night talking about you and crying about how much he loves you to your little brother

𖧷 Akkun: gives him a new hair style and encourages him to grow it out

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let-djaqsayfuck · 3 years ago

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the bbc robin hood characters n their red flags:

Robin

-hero complex

-mommy daddy AND brother issues like damn hun pick a family member

-kind of a whore

-might have punched a wall

-can do backflips. never trust a man who can do a backflip. this is non negotiable

-ur hulu best have ads or else

-cannot apologize to save his life

Much

-never takes off his carhartt beanie

-“bros before hoes” aka would drop u for robin in a heartbeat

-that run. the way he runs. wtf. little penguin lookin ass—

Will

-gave his dad son issues

-don’t like the look in his eye if i’m being honest

-“car guy” vibes 🚩🚩🚩

-but overall he has the least amount of red flags i love him A+ bf material

Allan a Dale

-“what up bitch can i have a dollar? ugh for a slushee,, i kno you have one open ur purse”

-might rob you blind

-would borrow your car, get in a fender bender and most definitely NOT tell you about it

-any gift you receive from him will get repossessed bc he has stolen it

Tuck

-catholic

-gives unsolicited advice

-idk what his deal is but can he even date??? can friars date?? girl idk but also tucks my 4liferr idc what you guys say

-the way he grabbed that gravel unsettled me

Little John

-he’s married (? taken*?) so

-but i mean hey

-cannot pass a background check

Djaq

-she is perfect no red flags 2 speak of

-would probably forget you in the target parking lot

-judgy but rightfully so

-will always be wittier than u so if u can’t handle that u will never b compatible

Marian

-outdresses you at every event. yea sometimes it is on purpose, die mad ab it

-leaves you on read for hours but will show up at ur doorstep w a stab wound like “oh the bleeding? it’s in a non vital area it’s fine we can go get chipotle now”

-has all the tea on everyone. like not in a fun gossipy way, a “how does she know this much personal information about everyone” and it gets you thinking how much does she know about you?????

-the answer is everything be very scared

-has side hoes. u r probably one of them

Kate

-shanks as a warning

-“i’m a chill girl” she is n o t

-shoplifts but only at franchises she has personal vendettas against (it is a long list, panera being thee top 1)(yes you have had to drive a getaway car stuffed w trash bags full of bagels)

-saw her mugshot on the news, she told you dont worry abt it babes

Isabella

-gaslight gatekeep girlboss

-every time u jokingly ask her how many ppl she’s stabbed, her response keeps changing w increasingly random numbers

-plays games >:( specifically, political ones that involve huge scandals and coups. sexy, but a red flag regardless

-talks about you to her friends but in a way where they all laugh discreetly and arch their eyebrows knowingly at each other from behind their wine glasses. you don’t know what this means but it’s unnerving

Roy

-says he “has his own car” but it’s actually a scooter

-can’t communicate v well

-gave a baby a lightbulb to play with once

-cheesy pickup lines that he 100% believes are smooth

-very easily convinced by the flat earth theory, but will never fall for a multi level marketing scheme pitch

Sheriff

-he’s a gemini

-what else do u need to know? babe RUN

Guy

-he is a walking red flag LOOK AT HIM

-owns more knives than shirts and makes you look at them while he talks about all the unique ways u can kill ppl w them

-got 1 tattoo and made it his whole personality

-has never once talked about his feelings. he told you his favorite season then immediately apologized “for getting all vulnerable”

-hung up on his ex 🙄

#this is satire omgggg #i love you all sry for long list pls lmk if the readmore isn’t working i’ll delete this obnoxious ass post #robin hood #robin hood memes #bbc robin hood #bbc robin hood incorrect quotes #bbc robin hood memes #sheriff of nottingham #guy of gisborne #richard armitage #allan a dale #jonas armstrong #much #sam troughton #maid marian #lady marian #friar tuck #will scarlet

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Reading chihayafuru and why does taichi keep going on with "is this all i am" thoughts is beyond me, like bro is good in 10 other things school topper ig and Chihaya has been constantly working all the time since middle school ofcourse she will be better than him, arata has also been practicing crazy since he was a kid under a former meijin. I don't understand tchi arc sometimes like ofcourse everyone has expectations from parents, most asian households have that torture, to top this all off he's rich lmao. Like chihayas mom is literally scared her daughter will have unstable life because this field isn't like other sports..

Sometimes even comparing him to leero retro also don't seem to be fair, taichi is so good in short amount of time , why the narrative makes him seem like an underdog of sorts. He is kind and changed a lot since middle school is the model student but he can be self centred. There's a guy Going blind and karuta all he has in the series there are women who are juggling family and a queen title so the whole fandom coddling taichi with oh poor baby makes no sense.

that's why i really enjoy his interactions with suou the most, like the whole "you ignore what you're blessed with" shtick (apologies if i'm misremembering the exact wording of the line, i'm too lazy to go and check the translation). there is so much in taichi's life for him to appreciate and cherish but it always gets bogged down in his own insecurities and his belief that if he can't be great at this one thing he won't be able to actually maintain those connections that he desperately wants to keep. i don't think you can really view his insecurities as mutually exclusive of his desperation for companionship. he's always afraid he'll be left behind if he can't catch up and it takes him a while to realize that this is a community that will always have a place for him regardless of how he performs, bc they recognize that he has a passion akin to the rest of them. i'm not personally a fan of comparing taichi's problems to other characters' problems bc i think each person deals with their own slew of issues that is worthy in its own right. being pressured all your life by your parents to do well and being dismissed otherwise is something that can seriously mess with your head and debilitate your forays into passions thereafter. esp when that factors into the relationships you form with people bc you're constantly being forced to leave behind the endeavors that are meaningless, and thereby the friends who are attached to them. i don't think it's realistic to say that bc he's good at other things he should be content when it's clear karuta is the thing he specifically wants to be great at, esp bc it keeps him connected to his friends. but at the same time, i also love how the narrative addresses taichi's privilege and weaves it together with his tendency to be self-critical anyway. he knows he has to change and be better and question his priorities and that's what really draws me into his arc. he knows there are aspects of his attitude and behavior towards others that are unfair and borne of jealousy and he doesn't like that about himself, so he tries however incrementally he can to mold his perspective into something more constructive and less vindictive. his constant devotion to improvement is inspiring even if it's a slow work in progress, and i like that he has setbacks and doubts himself constantly. it's very realistic in its non-linear portrayal imo

#i think this is why i kind of sit on the fence between the two sides of fandom lol #i'm not really a fan of coddling him but i'm not a fan of diminishing his issues either #obv many of these characters have arcs that intersect but i think it's helpful to look at each character #as possessive of their own distinct arc too. like each person has problems that are worth addressing and growing from #but idk i'm also generally really drawn to characters who behave questionably but are immediately self critical #i like that awareness in a character and i like that it makes them miserable enough to want to be better #asks

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Could you do something with Damian and a really cuddly, clingy, touchy-feely reader? I feel like his brothers would be v confused about the whole situation bc Damian's just chillin and always seems neutral to what's happening while reader is just like, koala bear hugging him and stuff all the time.

Firstly. I love this concept with every fiber of my being because, oh good god, it's me. Thank you so much for bringing this to inbox, because I've been lacking on inspiration lately, and this is just what I need right now. Thanks doll!!

Prompt List // Masterlist (in bio)

Tim stops dead in his tracks, cereal bowl nearly slipping from his hand as he halts in the doorway to the huge living room. He pauses, before cautiously asking, "What is this? What am I looking at?"

Damian's arm twitches against your back, the only give away that he's been caught off guard. You seem just as relaxed, sprawled on top of him like you've been there your whole life.

You don't even look at him, eyes still glued to the phone screen shining up at you from the floor, which you're facing with your face pressed against Damian's shoulder. "You've known me for five years and you still haven't learned my name? Rude."

He blinks. "Sure, sure. Right. Because it's absolutely normal for anyone to successfully get within a foot of Damian and not get knocked out."

You snort, but it still isn't enough to pry your attention away from your phone. Damian either, as he reads a book over your shoulder, which is settled under his chin. He must be tired or in a terrifyingly good mood, if he hasn't shoved you off in hopes of hiding emotions from his family. That's what he usually does when he gets caught with you, anyway.

He's been tiptoeing around the subject of you for a solid year and half now. It wasn't exactly easy, seeing as you're also a family friend, what with being a vigilante and all. You're Damian's partner, have been for three years, and you're in the manor often enough that you have your own room, right next to Damian's.

Still, even with no clear answers from either of you, the whole family has suspected a relationship for a long time.

But Damian isn't very touch oriented. In fact, he's been known to go to nearly astonishing lengths to avoid being touched at all.

And now here he is, you laying on top of him, out in the open, absolutely unbothered by Tim catching it.

Tim decides quickly not to risk Damian's mood spoiling while he's around, so he backpedals and heads for his room.

• • •

Jason doesn't come to the manor often, but when he does, there's usually a decently concerning reason for it. This time, he's waiting out a possible kidnapping by one king pin or another. You haven't been paying as much attention as you probably should.

Now, he's trotting down the steps from Bruce's office to fix a suspicious rattling noise his motorcycle has been making for a shameful period of time.

However, he stops beside the super computer, looking a little aghast and far too dramatic for the sight.

Damian side-eyes him, still typing away, but his head doesn't move. It really can't, because you're resting your head on top of it.

You're resting your full weight on the back of the chair, which Jason now realizes isn't the tall backed chair that usual sits there, with your cheek buried in the soft looking bush that is Damian's hair. Your eyes are closed, and your arms and draped over his shoulders, hands laying on his chest.

Jason catches himself staring when Damian's side-eyeing turns into a curious glare. Tentatively, Jason points to you, and raises an eyebrow.

Lowly, Damian somewhat patiently answers, "She's half asleep."

Your eyebrows slant together. "Hmm?"

Jason's expression becomes more confused. "She sleeps standing up?"

"Apparently," Damian mumbles.

Jason, more than a little perturbed but Damian's oddly placid demeanor and your absurd sleeping habits, shuffles the rest if the way to his bike, grabbing the toolbox on his way.

• • •

Dick sitting on the floor, wrapped in a blanket—correction, three blankets, facing the rest of the living room, where Damian sits on one couch, and Duke occupies the other.

"No no, I'm not saying Bella wasn't smokin, I'm just saying that those facial expressions and life decisions were questionable enough to make a guy think twice," Dick tries to reason.

Duke makes a face. "Bro, are you kidding? If a chick stares at you from across a lunch room and you've never spoke to her, you don't even try."

Damian scoffs. Duke raises an eyebrow, and just when he's about to beg for the story of who tied him to a steel chair and forced him to watch Twilight, you shoulder the double door open.

Damian doesn't look up from his newest book, which could be deemed rude if you weren't so close and comfortable with one another. "Evening, Beloved, how was your drive?"

You say nothing. You drop your bag by his feet, crawl the rest of the way onto the couch, and collapse. Your head in on a pillow between Damian's thighs and the arm of the couch, the rest of you divided unevenly between his lap and the rest of the couch.

He glances away from the pages briefly. "Traffic?" His hand slips under your shirt to gently run blunt nails up and down your spine.

For a moment, you're quiet, and neither of the two older men know how to react.

Then, without warning, you wail into the pillow. "Who the everloving fuck drives a Winnebago through central Gotham at six o'clock going fourteen miles an hour?"

Duke barks a loud laugh, before he claps a hand over his mouth in fear of a punishment. But a man can only do so much, so he sits with his hand over his mouth, giggling like a fifteen year old listening to a dirty joke with his parents in the room.

Damian chuckles lightly, white teeth peeking through a little smile that he's trying to suppress, much for the same reason Duke is doing his best not to let you hear him laugh.

Dick is more focused on the two of you, and the fact that his baby brother has grown up and changed for the better so much—

• • •

Cassandra climbs the stairs with some difficulty, thanks to two new sets of stitches and a few too many fresh bruises.

It's nothing a few days of relaxation won't fix. It was worth it, to see Poison Ivy put back behind bars—even if it did take four of you.

Shortly after arriving back, you and Damian had disappeared up to his room, after you'd both been checked over by Alfred. Aside from some intense bruising and a fee cuts and scrapes, you'd both been spared.

She knocks on his door a few times. With no answer, she loudly turns the handle and pushes the door open slowly, giving you enough time to correct her if need be. She knows at least one of you are in here, because the light is on. "Alfred sent me to tell you that there's dinner, if you want–"

She stops. You are, in fact, both in the room. However, neither of you are conscious.

Damian is sprawled haphazardly across his bed, face half squished into a pillow.

You're flopped across his back, horizontal across his bed, likely also with a pillow, but she can't see your face to be sure.

For a moment that feels a little intrusive, she stares, eyes wide. Not because he's in only boxers and you're in shorts and a sports bra (neither are necessarily a new sight, with one makeshift locker room in the Cave and a city with way too many privacy-surpassing emergencies), but because she's never witnessed Damian allowing another person to be so close to him while asleep.

Even on week long stakeouts that confine them to one room, he claims one corner for himself and doesn't tolerate that invisible boundary to be broken, especially when he's asleep.

She wouldn't even be so surprised if you were passed out in his reading chair, or even on a pile of blankets in the floor, or hell, even if you were on opposite sides of the bed. But you're literally as close to him as you could possibly be. And he's still sound asleep.

She closes the door and backs away slowly, a little smile on her face, even though she was too tired to laugh at the joke Bruce tried to crack a few minutes ago.

• • •

Bruce sits, almost impatiently, on a stone bench by the fountain the middle of Gotham City Gardens. The whole family had come here for the day, on invitation of the organization's owners. Of course, not everyone was officially recognized as family by anyone outside the Manor, so there were quite a few plus ones—you being one of them.

Of course you were. You're always invited. Over the years, it's become a running joke. A trip to the grocery store? (Y/N) must be invited. Walking from the W.I. building to an ice cream parlor and back? I bet (Y/N) is invited. At one point, Damian became so simultaneously annoyed and amused by it that for a week, you really did join him on every single outing. No one knows how exactly you made it across Gotham in six minutes flat to help him pick up cereal but by golly you managed it.

Bruce is currently waiting on you and Damian, who swore to meet him here for a few pictures (at Alfred's request). The pair of you had gone off on your own after about an hour of meandering around with his family, and no one has heard from either of you since. He would be worried, but you were both too excited about this to get into any trouble that would risk being sent home early.

Your laughter finds him before you do. It comes from around a corner of tall hedges, and shortly after, so do you.

You're smiling ear to ear, giggling like a school girl, elbows balanced on Damian's shoulders, about as precariously as you are on his back. That is to say, quite stable. Damian is grinning as well, his arms linked around you're knees at his sides to keep you as stable as you are. You've got an ice cream cone in each hand, one obviously having had more attention than the other.

Bruce's heart swells in his chest at the absolute joy on his son's face.

Damian stops not too far, shifting your weight to free one hand. You help, carefully resituating yourself to hold yourself up easily. You hand him the neglected ice cream, resting your now free hand on his shoulder.

"Sorry, Father," Damian sounds a little winded, and Bruce wonders if the running he heard earlier had been you two. "Somebody found an ice cream bar and insisted we stop before meeting you." He doesn't sound apologetic in the least.

"Hey!" You laugh, flicking the back of his ear as payback.

As payback for payback, he takes the edge of his cone between his teeth, and uses his free hand to give the back of your knee a quick pinch, before he occupies his hand again to tilt the odds in his favor.

You squeal and jerk. "Damian! You're gonna make me fall, and if I go down, you're coming with me!"

Bruce laughs loudly.

• • •

Alfred is on his way to the library to finish the afternoon chores. All he needs to do is straighten up in there, and he can call it an evening. Just in time, too, as one of the local channels is running a Downton Abbey marathon tonight that he doesn't particularly want to miss.

He pushes open the doors to get a little extra fresh air, but pauses just inside the doorway.

Damian is stretched out in one of the plush leather chairs, his long legs propped up by his ankles on the coffee table, head resting limply on the back of the chair. You're curled up in his lap, head on his shoulder, legs folded up on either side of his thighs, arms wound around his back. His hands are folded together on your back. You're both fast asleep.

The elder man is suddenly flooded with memories of the boy's first few months in this manor. In this room, even. He was politely feral, as Bruce had once put it. He was so uncomfortable all the time, though he fought not to show it. It was so new to him, to be openly cared for the way his family tried to care for him. Most people he met back then treated him as the cold, rude, trained assassin that he presented himself as.

So many overlooked the terrified ten year old boy that shook beneath the armor and the weight of the mantels he was expected to take up in so few years.

Of course Alfred had been paying attention to him all this time, all the growing he's done and the man he's becoming. He's always been proud.

But it's here, in this exact moment, that Alfred really takes in how different he is now, compared to then.

Not only did he find the strength and the trust to forge a close bond with you, one that would arguably outlast just about anything it was forced to endure, but he'd fostered such a sweet affection for you. He's found the space within himself to make room for a great love for you, and his family, and his friends.

And you're so good for him. You remind him of the things he could be, if he wanted, and not of what he should be or could have been. You provide him a sense of normalcy when he needs it, and battle ready companion when he needs that.

You look past the blazing armor of controlled aggression and lessons learned to reach the beautiful soul he is. And most importantly, you love him for all of it. You manage to dig so far beyond what he's been taught and the walls he's put up, that you look at what was meant to be the perfect soldier and you see a pillow to sleep on. You trust him with everything, including your vulnerability, just as he trusts you.

Alfred marks the page of the open book on the floor, closes it, and leaves it in the table for you later. He leaves as quietly as he came, in hopes of leaving the two of you undisturbed.

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