#because I fucked up their eyecolors before

[robobrainrot]

Garashir, anyone? 🥂

[ratcash-wasgud]

・❥・Loser!Mizu Headcanons・❥・

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Firstly, I'd like to apologize for how deranged this came out towards the end, so mdni pls pls. Secondly this is a Loser!Mizu x Rebel!Reader typa shit, so it will get specific at times. My requests are open, btw.

Okay, enjoy ˏˋ°•*⁀➷

I stand by the fact that Mizu would be a huge loser. Like girlie grew up not really interacting with anyone but her mother and Eiji and doesn't really like meeting new people (Ringo for example)

She'd get shy, and you can't change my mind. She'd blush a lot, especially on her nose. Blud turns into Rudolf the moment she's embarassed.

She'd be the type to dress like literal Adam Sandler, then try to casually pull her shirt's sleeve up to flex her muscles.

She'd say shit like "Oh, these? I dunno, they just...spawned here." All while knowing damn well she spends half of her life at the gym.

She'd still wear shades all the fucking time, but not to hide her eyecolor, but because she thinks it's cool, and because she mained Johnny Cage in mortal kombat.

She'd listen to corny ass music like Joji, Hozier, maybe Mitski or even The Front Bottoms and bop her head agressively. Then she'd deny the whole thing and say that she was listening to Playboy Carti or Drake.

She'd be in the basketball team, but would be horrible at teamwork. She wouldn't pass, she'd just go for it everytime. She'd miss 20% of the time, and then yell something like "It wasn't my fault, this bitch was breathing down my neck!" or just groan loudly out of annoyance.

She'd be very drawn to water. She'd visit the beach very frequently, but the local aquarium even more often.

Mizu was standing before a smaller aquarium, looking at the spotted, green fishes' quickly pacing around between the glass walls. She came here right after basketball practice, so she was quite sweaty, and tired but being here, for some reason, always charged her energy. Her hair was in it's usual bun, but her shades were now closed, and were hanging from the neck of her shirt. Her eyes were shining in the dim blue lighting as she slowly placed her fingers on the glass. Suddenly, she almost jumbed backwards when she finally realized someone was standing next to her. She turned her head to the side and saw you. It was fucking you. It could've been anyone else, but no. You.

You and Mizu had a couple classes together, and you were one of the most prettiest girls Mizu has ever seen. She saw you on campus a lot, smoking in the parking lot, yelling at one of the fratboys because he parked his dumb car in a way that your motorbike would get stuck next to it, or literally running from one of the professors. She never talked to you though. She never had the opportunity, or at least that's what she told herself. In reality, she was just a coward.

Bit still, she would be lying if she said your face hadn't popped up a couple times when she touched herself. There was just something about you that always caught her attention. You didn't know her, but she felt like she knew you. Everytime she had a basketball game, she looked for you in the crowd. You were rarely there, and even if you were, you'd leave halfway after throwing food at someone. Still, she'd do her best, trying to impress you, knowing damn well you won't give a shit.

"What?" You laugh right in her face. "Scared you? Or did the Discus' mesmerized you so much you forgot you were in public?" You say, turning your gaze to the fishes.

"E...excuse me?" Mizu manages to croak out, her eyes widening. Why are you talking to her like you two have been friends for years? It's not like she minds, but it sends her anxieaty flying. It's her first time actually talking to you, of course she's nervous. She has rehearsed this a couple times in her head, planning to quickly guide the conversation towards how good she'd be at beating people up, (because she knows how much you do that) but now that it's actually happening she's pissing her pants.

"The Discus. Rot Turkish Discus, to be specific. The fish you were drooling at." You press a finger against the glass. "Pretty cool ones, I'll give you that. They can change the pigment in their body if they're stressed or sick." You say, casually dropping a "by the way did you know" kind of fact. One she didn't know.

"Oh." Mizu looks back to the fishes, but actually she's just looking at your reflection in the glass. "You like fishes?" Great. Stupid ass question.

"Yeah, kinda." You shrug. "They're interesting, but I'm here because they have bugs on the second floor." You point up with a small, lazy grin. Mizu remembers that, but never went up there. Bugs were never really interesting to her, but...maybe today she will. She mentaly notes that you like bugs.

"Hm." Mizu hums back. "If you think about it," She starts, glancing at you to check if you're still paying attention. "Fish are kinda like...water bugs." She says, and even shrugs for good measure. She needs to look like she doesn't give a shit.

You let out a laugh. "What a genius." You roll your eyes. "There are actual water bugs though, but I'm willing to overlook that." You say, then walk past her to look at the next aquarium, and Mizu just follows you withouth even thinking about it. "Cichlid." You say, pointing at one of the pinkish fishes. Mizu realizes how little she actually knows about fishes eventhough she comes to this aquarium a lot. She just likes watching them. "A very pretty one at that too. Jewel Cichlid if I'm correct." You say, almost as if thinking out loud.

It's as if Mizu became mesmerized. She walked along you trhough the whole aquarium, then followed you upstairs to the bugs. She listened you naming all of them, then telling her fun facts like 'An ant-eating assassin bug piles its victims onto its body to scare predators' and 'Ticks can grow from the size of a grain of rice to the size of a marble'. You were someone who'd always caused trouble in school, saying it's all bullshit and how fucked the system is, but you were actually very educated. On animals, that is.

She never really cared about people being smart or not, but right now it was the most attractive thing ever.

And with that, you unintentionally ruined her life. She was fine-ish with having this little hallway-crush on you, but now that she actually interacted with you for two full hours, she's fully in love.

And somehow that makes her frustrated.

She'd walk with Ringo on campus, listening to him ramble about this new dish he cooked and how she should totally come over and rate it when you suddenly dash by her, probably escaping from some football player you made mad again. Mizu would freeze, then mutter "why the fuck is she so cool?!" under her breath and lightly punch Ringo on the shoulder.

You're so hot it makes her mad.

You two didn't really talk after that though, just casual greetings in the hallway, and sometimes sitting at the same table in the cafeteria, but that was it. Still, it was more that nothing.

One time you started a fight with one guy outside of the parking lot because "he dick rode a teacher while the teacher was making bitchass bigot jokes".

You left the guy with a broken nose, and would've made it a broken jaw too if someone wouldn't have stopped you.

Akemi recorded the whole thing, and Mizu needed to discreetly beg her to send it to her.

She couldn't help it. Seeing your sweaty form, your face scrunched up in anger, your knuckles blood stained...it wasn't enough to see it just once. She had to watch the video on loop.

She'd wonder if you'd make a similar face in bed too. She'd wonder if you're a top or bottom.

She'd wonder if you're even into girls at all. It seemed too good to be true though.

Still, watching that video over and over again made her mind wander.

"Fuck..." Mizu mumbles out as her fingers finally reach her folds under her boxers. With her phone in hand, the video of you beating the shit out of some guy playing, your huffs and groans on full volume in her headphones. She closes her eyes, and imagines you kneeling between her legs.

She had a long day. She argued with Taigen, listened to Akemi whine about this guy, Takayoshi, then Ringo kept talking about this boring ass anime he watched about a broke God, or whatever...plus, she didn't see you once today. She couldn't catch a whiff of your smell as you walked by, or she didn't hear your sharp and raspy chuckle, or saw your smug grin. Torture at it's finest.

Is she proud of it? Nah. It's embarassing as hell to masturbate to your crush who probably forgot you even existed, but hey, a girl has to blow of steam somehow, right? And you just couldn't leave her head. It gotten to the point where she can't even watch porn, unless one of the actresses look like you, which is...rare. You're too good looking to be compared to sluts like that.

She imagines that it's your hand that is slowly circling around her clit as you whisper in her ear. Things like "You're so warm...I can't wait to taste you" or "You want this as much as me, don't you? Mizu..." and it gets her to buck against her fingers.

She licks her lips as she imagines your pussy hovering over her mouth while you slowly finger her. She imagines your taste, and how'd you drip on her face before you allow her to dive in.

She'd eat. Oh, she'd devour.

She saw your ass in jeans before, and it made her clit throb in public, so she just knows it's perfect when it's bare. She quietly moans your name as her fingers work deeper, placing the phone down to only listen to the audio, her other (now free) hand moving up to tease her hard nipples through her shirt.

She slowly pumps her long fingers inside herself, her back arching on the bed. She whispers your name as she imagines you slowly lowering yourself on the strapon she has inside her drawer.

She doesn't know why she has that toy though. She has only ever been with one person, and that was a guy. It happened years ago, back when she was still in denial about her gayness, and when she was still living with her homophobic mom. But after she first masturbated to the tought of you, she impulsively bought the light teal strap on dildo, just in case you ever somehow ended up in bed. She'd fuck you just the way she imagines it right now (lies, btw, she'd freak out and cum after two seconds). But still, there's no harm in having dreams.

She'd watch your tits bounce as you ride her, her hands firmly grabbing your ass. You'd moan her name, hair falling in your face as you lose yourself in pleasure. "Fuck...so fucking pretty...loving my cock, aren't you?" Mizu coos into the air, her thumb circling her clit as her fingers move faster inside her, agressively curling into her g spot. "Yes...Mizu, it feels good..." You'd moan back as you throw your head back when she starts thrusting her hips upwards, fucking you from under, leaving you no choice but to lean on her for support, pushing your beautiful plump boobs so damn close to her lips.

She'd suck on your nipples until they're red and puffy while she brings you to your climax. You'd love her cock, she's sure. She got the one that was the same teal that was also the color of one of your bracelets. Small, almost stalker-sih detail? Yeah, but she imagines you'd be impressed.

Afterwards, she'd lay on her bed, staring up at the ceiling, post nut clarity hitting her hard. And the next day, she wouldn't even be able to look at you, withouth getting embarassed...and horny. Oh only if you could hold her for real.

[koifly]

Toby headcanons

These are just some quick notes from my AU so I'm not going into too much detail with each headcanon!

-German, no not just German roots but he actually lives in Germany

-complex relationship with physical contact/affection

-talks a lot, but not very often. Either he's talking with no red string or is as silent as an owl's flight

-can't stand having a beard/stubble, HAS to shave or else he'll remind himself a bit too much of his dad

-fucked up hands through biting, picking and scratching

-freckles and moles everywhere, pale skin, eyebags

-dark brown hair+eyes, thick eyebrows, slightly hooked nose

-either dresses midwestern emo or how the marauders fandom portrays Remus Lupin since he thrifts his clothes because of the lack of money

-does the hand-flapping thing when he excitedly talks about something/someone that interests him

-DESPISES raw tomatoes

-pretty distant towards most of the creeps, only exceptions are Natalie, EJ, Kate and James (in that order btw, first is the person he's the closest to, last is the one he is, compared to the other three, most 'distant' to)

-prefers sweet snacks over salty snacks

-does the thumbs up+awkward smile thing whenever he didn't listen to what another person was saying to pretend that he did. Or when he's slightly weirded out by someone

-comparable to dogs, racoons and deers in a way

-prefers dogs over cats

-when stressed in the woods he usually sits down near flowers and rips them out before tearing them into smaller pieces

-that guy does NOT know how to properly take care of himself (forgets to eat, doesn't know how to cook etc...)

-unlabelled sexuality, if he likes someone he likes someone and doesn't really care about gender nor appearance

-still sometimes chews on his cheek which leads to his gash not properly healing

-secretly tries to befriend every damn animal he encounters but quickly gets frustrated and gives up when it ignores him/walks away from him

-gets forced to be Nina's makeup/fashion model sometimes (usually James is Nina's first victim but not always)

-Kate and him have a sibling relationship

-admires EJ in a lot of ways but has too much of a thick skull to actually admit that out loud

-sometimes leaves small handmade gifts and/or things he found in the woods in front of Nat's cabin such as bracelets, necklaces, knifes and all kinds of trinkets

-will instantly accuse others of taking his stuff when he doesn't find it just to find it 2 minutes later

-struggles to comfort others when they are crying/ having a breakdown/ etc......So he usually just awkwardly pats their back or sit beside them in silence

-huge Spiderman fanboy, has a lego Spiderman keychain on him at all times

-5'8 or 5'9 idk tho

-will try to get on peoples nerves just to see how they'll react

-hates authorities and people who act like their the boss/better than him

-will bark and bite (not literally, metaphorically)

-will see a rock and instantly compares it to someone's eyecolor/ haircolor (cough cough Nat cough cough...)

uhhhh yeah, that's some of them I guess

[the-meat-machine]

Im confused about Cherub anatomy

I thought it was kind of odd that they have gender? Like you could assume that they just choose one because they're trying to project an identity on the same body which sorta gives an indication that the body lacks male or female traits for this reasoning to make sense. BUT, if we look at Caliborns/Calliopes mother and father theres some clear sexual dimorphism. It makes me wonder how their bodies even get that way? I ended up theorizing that they may metamorphosize to achieve these differences. My theory 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘣𝘭𝘺 hold some weight, ex: in Caliborns Masterpiece we can hear that his voice is deep and snarly. Now, we haven't heard Calliopes voice to make a fair comparison after all, she could also possibly sound just like that. So maybe this isn't the strongest example but when Cherubs sleep and when the other personality takes over, the body does change. From the eyecolor, tongue color, cheek color, and blood color, as for body figure it's unclear if that changes when waking up. If we want to count how Caliborn and Calliope are drawn in Act 7, in the opening you can see Calliope has a curved figure and breasts while Caliborn has a wider shoulders, and a flat chest . But then again, Calliope is drawn differently multiple times throughout the act 7 flash so maybe not much weight either. The strongest basis i have for this is probably just how their mom and dad look. In conclusion: either their body fully transitions into the other gender when one of the personalities wakes up then swaps into the other gender when sleeping for the other personality to take over the body with their traits included OR the body has both male and female traits at all times and are stuck there until the one the personalities wins the body and the loser personality bodily traits disappear from the body so the winners traits take over. But this could also not hold weight since Caliborn apparently didn't know what boobs were when talking with Jane. But yet again Calliopes drawings featured boobs so idk. Feel free too tell me everything i got wrong not even i know what the fuck im talking about I've been listening to karkalicious for like 6 hours today (newer version)

So I came into this ask fully intending for my answer to be "cherub sexes make no sense, just throw them out". But then as I was writing out why they make no sense, I accidentally came up with an explanation that makes them (sort of) make sense. Whoops. I'm going to post that as its own separate thing, 'cause it got long, and I probably should edit it to include a clearer explanation of isogamy, ha ha… ha.

But anyway, that aside, some of the details you brought up still don't really make sense - especially alt!Calliope's appearance in Act 7. Because the thing is, alt!Calliope shouldn't look like an adult cherub at all. Even if she predominated "correctly", she still died young, before she could fully mature. If she was truly fully grown, she would have wings, but she doesn't. And during the conversation where she and alpha Calliope meet, the two of them appear to have the same height and build.

The simplest explanation for her Act 7 appearance is that it's just art weirdness. But if we wanted to come up with an in-universe explanation, two possible ones come to mind:

She's a ghost. Ghosts are shown to be able to change their appearances, either consciously or subconsciously. So she's given herself a more adult body that matches her adult mind.

She lived long enough after predomination for her body to partially, but not completely, mature. Thus, she has a somewhat adult-like body, but doesn't have wings and doesn't look as large as the adult female cherub we see depicted elsewhere (because even the females are pretty darn ripped). In this case, it's during the conversation with alpha Calliope that she's altering her appearance, perhaps choosing to make herself look younger to put Calliope and/or Jade at ease.

As for Caliborn seeming to have broader shoulders in Act 7 than Calliope does, we could say that maybe it's just that Caliborn has more muscle mass there by virtue of being more physically active.

I do like to imagine (when I accept that cherubs have biological "sexes" at all) that young cherubs have undifferentiated bodies, and they only develop into "male" or "female" forms after predomination. This fits in with what Aranea says about how the only way to tell the two young cherubs apart is by the color of their cheeks (though as you note, there are a few other differences too).

But that's still kind of complicated, because what makes one of the personalities definitively "male" and the other definitively "female" when their bodies are identical? My best theory is that there's some sort of hormone or something in their blood that differs between juvenile males and females, since the blood seems to be the main thing that physically changes when they swap bodies.

As for Caliborn not understanding what boobs are while Calliope does... that's probably just because Calliope actually pays attention to humans, whereas Caliborn is willfully ignorant about them.

(p.s. I didn't notice until this ask that alt!Calliope appears to have boobs in Act 7. I always assumed cherubs didn't have them, since during Aranea's explanation, the art is ambiguous enough that you could interpret the female as being flat-chested. But no: act 7 says cherub boobs. Argh. Why. I am rejecting this from my personal headcanon and assuming that it was just some weird folds in alt!Calliope's robes that made her look like she had boobs.)

[xysidhequeen]

The King and his Red Knight

Part 6

Warning as always for Jason's foul mouth and prolific use of various curse words.

Whoops got Jazz and Maddie's eyecolor switched

Jasom tugged at the material of his t-shirt before fiddling with the leather jacket covering it. He checked his appearance in the mirror for the fourth time, eyes trained to pick up the smallest clues, examining his form looking for imperfections with the same level of scrutiny he used to turn to crimescenes. He knew he wouldn't find anything wrong with his outfit, just as he hadn't the previous three damn times he'd checked.

But. Well. Fuck it. Jason was nervous, alright?

He'd never admit it out loud, and if anyone accused him of it, he had a modified ghost gun tucked under his leather jacket they could shove down their fucking pie hole.

Oddly enough, Danny had been the one to tell him to make sure he brought some weapons with him. He would've anyways, obviously. He wasn't going to meet a stranger in an undisclosed location weaponless. He wasnt a fucking idiot. But it was odd that Danny thought weapons might be necessary while meeting with his sister in a café. When Jason had asked Danny had shrugged.

"It's just how my life is. Anytime I want to do normal shit someone pops out of the wood work to try and 'take my pelt' or 'exterminate me' or 'rip me apart molecule by molecule' so I just expect a fight whenever I leave my room." Danny had told him, tone careless as if he hadn't said some deeply concerning shit.

And look, Jason got that life as a ghost was vastly different from life as a human and life as a halfa was an entirely different fucking game altogether. Ghost customs seemed to be founded on a basis of domination and violence. And it made sense in a way. Ghosts couldn't die, injuries healed in minutes or hours. You could throw a ghost through a building and they'd walk out the other side with a grin.

But there was a very clear difference between ghost violence and the violence Danny described without a care. Ghosts didn't aim to kill, or even torture. Fights were just how they communicated, made friends. Things worked differently when everyone you knew was virtually indestructible and also made of volatile emotions.

But ripping someone apart? Exterminating them? No ghost would do that. Ghosts knew better than any living human how traumatic, how painful death could be. A ghost might throw a truck at you, because they knew you could take it, but they'd never torture you. Or at least, none of the ghosts Jason knew would.

Even Skulker, for all his threatening talk, would rather burn his own suit than torture someone. Jason knew for a fact the trigger happy tinman did actually have a heart. He'd seen the hunter ghost cuddling Cujo when he thought no one was around. And Jason knew all the ghost animals he 'hunted' were actually kept in incredibly detailed and realistic enclosures on his island, well cared for and loved.

Jason looked around his room as a shudder in what he now knew was his core raced through him at the thought of someone hurting, really hurting, Danny. The urge to protect, to enact bloody justice upon whoever would dare lay a finger with malice in their hearts on the kindest soul Jason had ever met, almost forced Jason into his ghost form. Jason barely kept hold of his human form, only stabilizing when he grabbed another gun from the wall. The weight of the weapon soothed him, making his core purr.

It knew that if anyone tried to hurt Danny, Jason had the firepower to put them in the ground.

Jason had known Danny for only a little over a month but he already knew he'd burn the entire fucking world to ashes if the other halfa was hurt. Danny had done more for Jason than anyone in his life, or death, barring maybe Alfred. Danny offered him a home, a place to belong, care and comfort with no expectations. Danny gave and gave and gave and asked for absolutely nothing in return.

When Jason ruined room after room getting used to his new body, new powers, the stronger emotions that sometimes controlled him, Danny had simply smiled and laughed and moved them to new ones. When Jason snapped and lashed out because the pain inside of him was too big for his body to contain Danny just took it like it didn't phase him, offered him hugs he didn't know he needed and lended a listening ear whenever Jason was ready to talk.

Danny was everything Jason had ever wanted, needed, and he barely regretted that he'd had to die to find it. To find a place that finally felt like home, to find someone that felt like home. Jason had searched all his life for this, bled for it, begged for it from people who could never give him what he so desperately needed. He would be eternally grateful to whatever diety had brought him back from the dead in that cemetery where a ghost king waited to show him what it meant to belong.

Danny meant so much to Jason already. He was his friend. He was his guide in this weird world of being a halfa, and he was, technically, his king. So Jason was scared shitless about meeting someone who meant the world to Danny. About meeting the sister he spoke about with literal stars in his viridian eyes.

Danny had assured him, though it did nothing to ease Jason's nerves, time and again that his sister, Jazz Nightingale, would love him. Apparently, Danny and his sister used to have a different last name. But whatever it was, Danny kept that secret locked tight. Jason assumed it had something to do with Danny's parents, whom he never spoke of. Not that Jason could criticize. He'd yet to speak about Bruce to Danny further than jokes.

Jazz Nightingale. The name of the woman who would hold Jason's fate in the palm of her hands. Jason knew if Jazz hated him, Danny would be forced to pick a side. And he'd pick his sister. Of course he would.

Jason would never be someone's first choice. Even as Robin, he'd been nothing but a replacement for the bird who left the nest. The boy who made Robin. And he'd seen how easily he'd been discarded, fired, in the end. Left to die, broken, betrayed, and unloved. Unwanted.

Jason grabbed a holster for the gun hanging from his subtly shaking fingers. His anxiety clumsy hands slipped fitting the holster on a few times, colorful curses tumbling out of Jason's lips. He should probably be careful about those, too.

Danny didn't care about his language, and Johnny and the rest found his insults hilarious. But Jason remembered how his 'uncouth' mouth had made Gotham high society disdain him. How it had branded him as 'other' as someone who didn't belong.

He could take that, take the disgust from those born with silver spoons shoved so far up their asses they could taste them. No matter how it had stung. How the disappointment in Bruce's eyes had torn at him. How it was just another reminder that he could never live up to the standards golden boy Dick Grayson had set.

What he couldn't take was if this Jazz Nightingale turned that same disdainful glare on him that he'd so often suffered under at balls and galas. Because it could mean Danny's warm, shining emerald eyes would turn toxic and venomous. His bright, too-wide grin dimmed and drawn into a scowl of disapproval.

Jason finally settled the holster and second gun at his hip, slipping his leather jacket back over them so they were hidden from sight. The comforting weight helped ground him, and Jason took a deep breath, eyes drawn back to the mirror to take in his form once more. He dusted at his clothes, removing invisible specks of dirt. His hair was carefully combed, the white streak standing out starkly against his jet black hair.

A rush of Comfort/Belonging/Acceptance/YouBelong/You'reSafe/You'reProtected  washed over Jason, announcing Danny's arrival before the door to his room even opened. Jason felt the taut muscles in his back relax, his body reacting instinctively to the aura of peace, comfort, and calm that Danny carried with him like a cloak.

It was a good thing that he was relaxed because when the door opened, a boy Jason did not recognize was standing there.

"Danny?" Jason asked, confused.

The boy felt like Danny, but he looked entirely different. Gone was the snow white hair, glowing green eyes, and hazmat hero costume. Instead, a boy with luminous sky blue eyes, hair as black as Danny's was white, and skin tinged with the rosy hue of life instead of the green tinge of ectoplasm He was even dressed differently, in a worn NASA hoody that was probably at one point oversized but now fit snugly on the other teen's body. A pair of jeans, ripped not from fashion but wear, and a pair of bright red Converse completed the look.

"Yeah, sorry. I forgot you've never seen my human form before." The boy, Danny, said sheepishly, rubbing at the back of his neck.

"Holy shitsticks, you look like you could be Dick's long lost cousin." Jason said, curiosity about Danny's human form temporarily overriding his nerves.

Jason walked forward, examining Danny. Physically, he was the same as his ghost form. Though now that his feet were planted on the ground, Jason could appreciate how tall Danny was.  Definitely over 6', Dick wishes he had Danny's height. He had the same musculature of his ghost form, too, a side effect of being a superhero. The older teen was a damn tree, built like one too, and Jason squashed the jealousy at that.

He'd shot up an inch and a half already in the time he'd been here. Regular, large meals filled with ectoplasm, coupled with the ectoplasm rich environment, meant he was healthier than he'd ever been. His malnutrition stunted body was finally getting its chance to grow, but he still came barely to Danny's shoulders.

"Really? Huh." Danny asked, tilting his head.

"Yeah, you've got all the qualities for a Wayne adoptee. Good thing you're legal now. No Batman induced trauma for you." Jason replied with a scrunched nose, pushing down the mental image of a younger Danny being adopted by Bruce.

"Ugh ew, no. One billionaire in my life is enough." Danny said, pulling a face at the thought of a second billionaire trying to adopt him. Jason couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips at the thought of Danny running circles around Bruce while the stoic superhero frantically tried to adopt him.

Would Jason's life and death have turned out differently if he had Danny when he was Robin? If it had been Danny showing him the ropes and welcoming him into that world rather than a distant Dick Grayson? A brother who had only become one in truth rather than simply name long after the damage from his estrangement was done.

Jason loved Dick, and knew his older brother loved him. But that love didn't ease the hurt whenever he fell short of the standards the other man had set. When Jason suffered for Bruce's mistakes that had driven Dick away and kept him away and resentful when a new Robin flew through Gotham's skies.

"Are you ready then? It's about time to go." Danny pulled Jason back to reality, the nerves that had been pushed aside roaring back to life with a vengeance.

A warm hand gripped Jason's shoulder, steadying him as he wrestled with the emotions that suddenly felt like far too much. One of the worst side effects of his death by far was the emotions. They were all so much more potent, so much more overwhelming than they'd been in life. His emotions could so easily override his sense now, and Jason struggled to keep his control.

"You'll do fine, Jason. Jazz already adores you. Just be yourself." Danny's voice was pitched low, a soothing timbre that helped take the edge off the nerves convincing Jason he'd fuck everything up, again.

"I'm ready." Jason said, the words only tasting slightly like a lie as he took a deep breath.

"Got your weapons?" Danny asked as he raised a hand to rip a portal into the air.

"Do I look like a dumbass to you?" Jason snarked, making Danny smile at seeing Jason's sass return to hide his nerves.

"Considering I punted you through a wall yesterday you look like a little bitch to me." Danny teased as he tugged Jason towards the glowing portal, not giving him time to second guess the decision or back away.

"What was that? I thought the guy who flew into one of my blasts this morning said some dumb shit." Jason bit back, stumbling slightly when they walked through the portal.

The difference in gravity between the living realm and the Inifinte Realms threw him off for a moment as he regained his balance. He took in a breath of air and couldn't help the grimace that took over his face. The air tasted thin, weak, and it reeked of rotting garbage and piss. Danny had formed a portal in a dark alleyway to avoid notice, and Jason had opinions on his choice of location.

"Ugh why did you drop us here? It stinks worse than your fucking socks." Jason grumbled, thankful that his new biology meant he didn't need to breathe as much as a human, or at all if he didn't feel like it.

"My socks aren't that bad." Danny defended, pulling Jason along as he closed the portal and moved them out of the disgusting alleyway.

"Your socks could be considered a biological weapon of mass destruction they're so fucking nasty. I'm fairly certain they break the Geneva Convention." Jason told him as they finally left the alleyway and joined the throngs of people on the sidewalk, all of them rushing along, utterly unaware they were in the presence of two people who broke the laws of life and death.

"And why is the air so weak?" Jason added on before Danny could do something dramatic and embarrassing like pretending to faint in public from Jason's insults. He could see the older halfa considering the merits of making a scene just to be a little shit.

"It's the lack of ectoplasm. Most places in the living realm don't have a lot of it. Amity Park and Gotham are the outliers for that." Danny told him, evidently giving up the idea of being dramatic in favor of guiding Jason towards a café.

"No idea why Gotham had so much, Amity Park at least had the excuse of a portal to hell being opened in it." Danny continued to speak, easily going on a tangent. Jason's distraction tactic was a success. It was easy to get Danny going on tangents if you had a good idea of his interests, and ghosts were always a safe bet.

"Gotham's built different." Jason said with a shrug, not surprised to hear that the creepiest, crime-ridden city in the world was more than slightly ghostly. It tracked.

"Or it's cursed." Danny said, opening the door to the café before Jason could dig into that concerning detail.

"Jazz!" Danny shouted almost as soon as they walked in, eyes locking on a woman who was probably in her early twenties.

Her fiery hair was held back with a light blue headband, falling in a long waterfall down her back. She was tall but not slight, body clearly muscled, though not as noticeable as Danny or Jason. She cut an intimidating figure, and Jason couldn't help but think if Dick ever saw her, he'd been head over heels. He'd always had a thing for redheads who could kill him.

Jason felt his body freeze, but Danny's firm grip on his shoulder forced him to move forward as the older halfa essentially dragged him to the booth in a corner where his sister was standing and waving with a beaming smile.

Danny only released him when they got to the table and Jason couldn't easily make a break for it, throwing himself at his older sister and crushing her into a bone breaking hug. Jazz matched Danny for height but Danny still managed to sweep her off her feet and spin her around until the woman was laughing.

"It's so good to see you, Danny. You look good. Happy." Jazz said, resting a hand on Danny's face when he finally released her from his bear hug.

Jason felt his heart twinge at the open love and care he saw in Jazz's eyes when looking at Danny. She looked at him as if he was the most important thing in the world to her. Jazz looked at Danny the way Catherine used to look at him.

"I am. Happy, I mean. You look like you're doing good too, Jazz. College treating you well?" Danny asked, voice soft and warm and full of love. Only a deaf, blind and brain-dead idiot wouldn't be able to see that the Nightingale siblings loved each other fiercely and completely.

"I am! Remind me to tell you about the paper I'm writing on the effect neglect has on the developing minds of pre-pubescent children." Jazz said, smile widening as she spoke about something she was clearly passionate about.

She turned her head and pinned Jason to the spot with her teal eyes that glowed just a touch too much for a normal human, her pupils too dark, too deep. Her teeth were ever so much too sharp, and her ears had the same pointed, elfin look as Danny's. Jason's battrained mind couldn't help picking up the many small details that came together to paint a clear picture that Jazz wasn't entirely human. Danny had mentioned that his sister and friends were more than a bit liminal, and Jason could see what he meant.

"And you must be Jason. Danny's told me so much about you, it's nice to finally meet you." Jazz extricated herself from her brother and held out a hand to Jason, a soft smile on her face. Her subtly glowing aquamarine eyes were welcoming, accepting, and for the first time, Jason thought there might be some truth to Danny's words.

"Hi. Danny talks a lot about you, too." Jason finally managed to get out the greeting from a slightly numb mouth. Jazz took his hand, shaking it with a firm grip, and he noted her hands were calloused. As if she was no stranger to wielding a weapon.

"Danny, could you go get us some drinks?" Jazz asked her brother.

Danny hesitated, turning a concerned look to Jason, who reluctantly nodded at Danny. Surely he wouldn't fuck everything up in the five minutes it took the older halfa to get drinks.

"I'll take a Chai tea," Jason told him, and Danny nodded, shooting one last look at the two of them before heading to the line for the counter.

It was probably a bad idea to shoot the windows out with his guns and jump out of them like a bat out of hell? Right? Yeah. That would make the worst first impression, Jazz would think he was off his fucking rocker.

"Let's sit," Jazz said, motioning at the booth. Jason sat down gingerly across from Jazz, his back ramrod straight. That window was looking particularly shootable.

"So, Jason." Jazz started, folding her hands under her chin and leaning forward.

Jason wanted to avert his eyes from her pricing eerie gaze. Somehow, it felt like she was seeing too much. Was this where she told him to stay away from her little brother? Where she told him he wasn't good enough for the time and attention Danny had devoted to him? Jason's hands twitched for his guns. Fuck first impressions. He was going to defenestrate himself before he had to hear someone else tell him how unworthy he was.

"How are you doing? Is Danny taking care of you? Is he making sure you get enough to eat, enough sleep?" Jazz asked, blindsiding Jason worse than if she'd hit him with the clunky thermos Danny liked to carry around. He almost wished she had, he knew how to handle an attack. Handling someone's concern for him wasn't something Batman trained him on.

"I-what? Jason stammered, unsure what to do with this woman he barely knew asking if he was being taken care of.

"I know you're in a really delicate state right now. It's important that you're still taking care of yourself, and Danny should be ensuring that. But my brother can hardly take care of himself, let alone another semi-living being. So I want to be sure you're doing alright." Jazz explained, taking pity on Jason's confusion.

Jasom just stared at her, mouth hanging open. Jazz met his gaze, holding it so he could see the sincerity of her words painted clearly in her glowing eyes. So he could see the care in them, the concern, for him.

"I- Yeah, Danny is taking care of me. He-He's great. Reminds me to eat and badgers me to sleep," Jason broke under the warm gaze, and words vomited out of his mouth.

And it was true, Danny was taking care of him, even if sometimes they both forgot to sleep when they were in the workshop and occasionally it took one of their stomachs letting out a mighty roar to remind them to eat. But Danny was also constantly throwing protein bars at him, the really good ones that even speedsters liked to snack on.

And he'd carried Jason to bed, kicking and screaming occasionally, more times than he could count. And if Jason couldn't sleep because nightmares filled with the sounds of breaking bones and insane laughter infected his dreams, Danny would stay up with him, playing video games until he passed out on the couch, cuddling his controller like a teddy bear.

"Good, I'm glad. The last thing you need right now is to be negelected." Jazz said with a firm nod, her eyes sparkling with relief and pride.

"I want you to know Jason, if you ever need help, or someone to talk to, I'll be here. If there's ever something you don't want to talk to Danny about, I'm more than happy to lend an ear." Jazz continued, gracing him with another warm smile and a look filled with so much care he felt his core warm in his chest.

"Why?" Jason asked, voice sounding far smaller, far younger, than he wanted it to. Jazz's smile turned sad as she looked at him.

"You're important to Danny. So you're important to me," Jazz started, leaning slightly back and dropping her hands to the table.

"Danny hasn't been... happy these past several months. I won't say why. That's his story to tell. But he's been hurting and lonely." Jazz said, shoulder hunching slightly as she turned her eyes full of sadness, anger, and helplessness to her hands.

"But since you came along, Danny's been happy again. I heard it in his voice when he called, read it in how he texted. Danny is happy, and like himself again. He's alive again, rather than just existing." Jazz snorted humorlessly at her small pun. Great, it was genetic. Maybe they really were related to Dick.

"This is the greatest gift you could ever give me, Jason. And one I can never repay. For what you've done, you'll always have me as a friend. If you want." Jazz continued, drawing Jason's attention back to her.

"Seeing him, like this? Happy, content, full of life, and passion? I thought I'd never see my baby brother like this again." Jazz said, eyes pulling up to look at Danny, who was joking with the barrista who was quite obviously trying, and failing, to flirt with him. His smile was bright enough to light up the entire café and his laugh was a sound made of the very essence of joy. Jason could see the other patrons of the café perking up simply by hearing it.

Her eyes said she was offering more than friendship. She was offering a family. Jason might not see Danny as a brother, he wasn't sure yet if he had a word in his vocabulary to fit what Danny was to him, but he knew he could see Jazz as a sister so easily. He wanted that, to have her look at him how she looked at Danny. With unconditional love, with a certainty that there was nothing he could ever do to shake it.

"And maybe, a bit, it's because I couldn't be there for Danny when-when he died," Jazz barely stuttered over the words but it was clear that as much as Danny's death didn't effect the halfa, it very deeply effected his sister.

"So let me be there for you, Jason." Jazz said, voice warm as she grabbed one of his hands between both of hers, cradling his hand as if he was something delicate, something precious. Someone to be cared for and protected.

"O-Okay." Jason said, and what else could he say?

Jason was selfish enough to admit he wanted even a sliver of the love he'd seen Jazz so freely give Danny. If he could have even the smallest fraction of that, he'd be happy. Because thats all Jason had wanted, to be loved, to be wanted, to know that the love he was given didn't come with conditions or wouldn't be ripped from him the first time he made a mistake.

"Wonderful! Give me your phone and I'll put my number in." Jazz said, and the smile she gave him was as bright as Danny's, almost blinding in its radiance.

Jason fished out the phone Danny had given him when he could see again. It was some type of modified phone, made to work across Realms and even with ecto-interference. Currently, there was only one number in it, Danny's. Jazz took the phone and quickly added her information to it, sending herself a text to get his number before handing it back.

"Call me. Anytime, for anything, and I'll answer." Jazz told him, voice solem with promise, and Jason knew she'd keep her word.

"Now, before Danny gets back, do you want to see some pictures I have of him when he was figuring out his powers?" Jazz asked, a wicked gleam in her eyes that all older siblings had when the topic of embarrassing their younger siblings came up. Jason couldn't help the grin that slid on his face as the heavy atmosphere dissipated.

"Fuck- I mean hell, dammit. Heck yes." Jason said, flushing at his slip. Jazz just giggled at his cursing, scrolling through her phone to find the pictures as Jason relaxed into the booth.

Yeah, he hadn't fucked anything up.

~~~~~

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The King and his Red Knight

DPxDC crossover fic

Part 1

Really sorry to everyone who suffered through the fact that I didn't know about the existence of readmore. I can't fix the thread now but the individual posts are better? Sorry I have like a very rough idea of how this site works 😭

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"Go here, Danny. Go then, Danny. Go to a random cemetery in the middle of the night for no reason, Danny." A voice grumbled, accompanied by the sound of sneakers rhythmically tapping stone.

Danny Fenton, currently Phantom, sat on a gravestone, his white hair a beacon in the dark night. There were no stars in the sky for him to gaze upon, their light hidden behind swaths of smog and neon lights playing off the gray clouds.

Clockwork had dumped him here, with no explanation for why. Not that he ever really explained much when he sent Danny off on his tasks. He supposed he should be grateful, at least he was in the same when rather than being transported a thousand years into the past.

"Wait here King Phantom. You will understand in time." Danny mimicked his mentor's voice as he let himself float off the grave he'd been dumped on after Clockwork shoved him out of a portal. His body floated higher until he could flip around, his legs crossing. He sat upside down, his chin in his palm as he glared petulantly at the assembled gravestones surrounding him, his toxic green eyes glowing.

"So far all I've seen is a concerning amount of ecotplasm for a city without a ghost portal and some blob ghosts! How long am I supposed to wait here?" Danny asked the air, and the aforementioned blob ghosts who were hanging off his body, soaking in the ambient ecotoplasm he radiated at all times now.

Neither provided him with an answer to his question and Danny let out a frustrated groan as he lowered his still flipped body to look once more on the gravestone he'd been tasked with waiting on.

Jason Todd, the name read. The dates, too close together, made something in Danny squeeze painfully. He'd been young, barely older than Danny when he stepped into the portal. Only for this teenager there had been no ectoplasm to bind to his dying body and repair the damage of death and force him back into a semblance of life.

"Who were you and why did Clockwork send me to you?" Danny asked the gravestone, one clawed finger tracing the words before he pulled back with a sigh when the gravestone gave him no explanation. The dead didn't always speak, not even to their king.

Turning his body Danny looked over the rest of the cemetery. It was empty, as most usually were this time of night, of the living. There were a few shades wandering around, circling closer to him, drawn by his presence. No full ghosts though, but oddly enough there rarely were in cemeteries. This was where the dead came to rest. To remember, if they wanted to. Cemeteries were sacred spaces to the dead, much as a temple or a church would be for the living who were religious. Ghosts who still clung to life, to their obsessions, did not frequent cemeteries, did not dare trespass and disturb those who had already found their peace.

Danny himself was an oddity. He had never shied from cemeteries, enjoying the peace he found in them, the guarantee of safety offered. And perhaps, he mourned that he himself would never have a gravestone for the living to place their flowers and their tears at. Who would make a grave for someone who was both alive and dead? There would never be a body to bury for him. His human half would continue to live on so long as his ghost core remained and could fuel it.

Maybe that was why he found peace in cemeteries, for all his whining that Clockwork had dumped him here. Cemeteries were for the living and the dead, one of the only places both existed in harmony naturally. For someone who was as much dead as he was alive such a place held a certain degree of belonging for him.

Danny straightened out in the air, letting his body lie above the grave as he folded his arms behind his head and looked up at the covered sky. He complained and whined about this task, but he was secretly glad that Clockwork had given him something to do. Even if it was just 'hang out in a random cemetary'.

Ever since he'd graduated high-school, revealed himself to his parents and discovered how deep prejudice and hate could run, and he'd run away to the Infinite Realms for sanctuary while his friends moved forward with their lives, he'd felt unmoored. A ghost with no haunt. Bored was too light a word for the gaping emptiness he felt in his chest, for the loneliness clawing at him. Clockwork, Wulf, Pandora they could help chip at the ache inside of him but not banish it. Not now that his family, his friends, were spread so far apart and so distant from him.

Not that he resented their choices, their distance, in fact he'd fought for them to do just that, to get out of Amity Park, to go to college, to become more than overworked teen superheroes. Still he missed them, even if he could visit them whenever he wanted. It was becoming clear as time moved forward that the world they belonged to and the one he did were two different things.

Danny Fenton couldn't go to college when his parents had declared him dead. Danny Fenton didn't exist as far as the government was concerned. Danny Phantom couldn't return to Amity when those same parents were waiting to capture him and tear him apart 'molecule by molecule'. Danny Phantom couldn't go back when the GIW were crawling over the town like ants.

So neither Danny Fenton or Danny Phantom returned to Amity after that day. And he made sure they couldnt follow him when he ensured the portal that took his life to function never opened again. He didn't need the portal any longer to get in and out of the Infinite Realms, and it was safer for the ghosts, his subjects, if the temptation of the Fenton portal was gone.

The world of the living was not yet ready to accept that the dead didn't always stay dead. And Danny would keep his people safe until they were.

Danny jolted from his lazing state of reverie when a pulse of emotion rocked through him, the strength of it stealing his breath if he had any to take.

Fear/Trapped/Dark/Fear/Help/HELP pounded into him and Danny frantically flipped around, head swiveling, poisonous green eyes wide as he triedf to locate the source. The emotions, the plea for help, burned his core, his Obsession screamed at him.

Help/SomeonePlease/Dark/Trapped/CANTBREATHE/HELP another wave of messages, of emotions pushed themselves at Danny and this time underneath the onslaught he could hear a rhythmic thudding. Danny looked down, horror filling him when he realized the thudding was coming from under the ground. From the grave he'd been hovering over for an hour now.

Danny flew down, sending back a wave of I'mHere/HelpIsComing/I'mComing to the boy trapped in his own coffin, feeling the intense wave of relief and hope sent back before he dived into the earth as if it wasn't there. Danny paused for a moment when he passed the thick wooden coffin, seeing a boy in the dark with wide, panicked blue eyes and fingers tipped with shredded nails and fresh blood.

"Hey, I'm going to get you out of here, okay?" Danny told the boy, keeping his voice gentle, soft. The boy jolted, fixating on the only source of light, Danny's growing green eyes. Danny hoped his smile came off as calming instead of 'freaky AF' as Tucker liked to call it. He grabbed the boy, Jason, as carefully as he could and then let his intangibility wash over the terrified teen as he lifted them both out of the coffin.

When they emerged from the coffin and the ground Danny set the teen down, leaning him against the gravestone, his own gravestone, and pulled back a bit. The boy was gasping in air as if the fetid, polluted air was the sweetest thing he'd ever tasted.

Danny tilted his head as he watched the boy ground himself. Now that the emotions were leveling out and his Obsession was purring in contentment rather than growling in a frenzy, Danny could feel something off about the boy.

Disregarding the fact that he'd just come back from the dead, of course. But that wasn't the oddest thing Danny had seen in his afterlife. No the boy felt... not like a normal, living human. Not even like an Amity Park resident, who all felt more than slightly liminal. No this boy, this Jason Todd, felt closer to liminal than even Jazz, Tucker or Sam, who were three of the most liminal humans Danny had ever been around.

Jason felt almost...like a ghost. But not. Danny could feel the tickle in his throat that proceeded his ghost sense but the tell-tale mist never emerged. It was as if Jason was...like him. But Danny couldn't sense a core either. Even halfas had cores.

"Who are you?" Jason spoke, breaking Danny from his thoughts and examination. Jason was looking at him with a mix of gratitude and suspicion. Which, fair. Danny had just pulled him from his own coffin and there were so many questions that could stem from all of this, disregarding all the weirdness that was just Danny himself.

"I'm Danny, Danny Phantom. Or just Phantom. I go by either. And you're Jason, right?" Danny asked, smiling at the teen and oops, yeah that was definitely his scary smile based on the slight flinch there. It wasn't his fault his teeth were too sharp now and his lips split a bit too wide.

"How did you know that?" Jason asked, blue eyes narrowing. Danny nodded at the gravestone the boy was leaning against with a raised brow. Jason turned and almost toppled over from the movement. Danny frowned as the boy caught himself on his gravestone. His skin was still pale, too pale, and as Danny watched Jason swayed again.

"Shit. You're fading. You didn't form a core and your body isn't stabilizing." Danny cursed, moving towards the boy who scrambled back, only to be stopped by his grave.

"What the hell are you doing?" Jason asked, hands fisting as he tried to rise only to fall back to the ground when his legs refused to hold his weight.

"Saving your life. The dead aren't supposed to come back. There's always a price to pay, a balance that is struck. Currently, as you are, if I don't get enough ectoplasm in you to form your core, you'll fade and turn into a brain-dead husk." Danny told Jason, tone stern and no nonsense as he grabbed him. Jason made an effort to break free, but it was weak, and even at full strength, he wouldn’t have been able to break Danny's hold. Few in this realm could.

If they had the time, Danny would've approached this situation in a far different manner, but this close he could hear Jason's heartbeat, a weak flutter in his chest, skipping beats as it tried to fuel a body that was past saving. Jason didn't have the time for Danny to approach this gently and kindly, to coax trust out of the teen like he would a feral cat.

Jason had minutes left before his ectoplasm starved body consumed itself trying to make a core and failed because while wherever they were had more ambient ectoplasm than most places, it was far from enough to sustain the birth of a halfa. Maybe if Jason had stayed dead for another year, he'd have naturally formed a core and risen as a proper ghost. But that wasn't what happened, somehow he'd gathered enough to fix his body of whatever wounds or illness had put him in that coffin to begin with and come back to 'life' but without a core to sustain his body he'd be dead, again, in minutes. And Danny was not about to watch while a teenager, another teenager, died.

"How do I know I can trust you?" Jason hissed as Danny pushed his arms down and laid his clawed hands on Jason's chest.

"You don't. But you don't have another choice." Danny said with a shrug. "Now are you going to let me save your life or not?" Danny asked, not moving his hands. He'd save Jason either way but this would be easier if Jason worked with him.

"Fine." Jason spat and Danny smirked as his hands began to glow a toxic green that matched his eyes.

Ectoplasm pooled out of his hands and rushed into Jason, filling him until the boy glowed bright enough to rival the neon lights of the city around them. The green light flared around him like an aura, slowly shrinking but getting impossibly brighter as the glow centralized around his chest until a small glowing ball of green, like a trapped star, blazed from his chest.

Jason gasped, back arching as Danny pulled his hands away and the light vanished under Jason's skin. For a moment Jason's blue eyes burned green and his hair flashed snow white before returning to black, with one single lock of unearthly white left above his forehead. Jason collapsed back against his grave, chest heaving. Danny watched, eyes full of a sad understanding.

"What the fuck was that?" Jason panted out.

"Welcome to the world of the half alive, half dead." Danny said with a smile. "Want to get a burger and talk about it?" He asked, standing up and dusting off his hands.

"Make it a chili dog and you've got a deal."

~~~~~

Fixed some typos added some lines

Maybe I'll continue this AU. Maybe not. This scene was in my head for days and I wanted to share

[imfiguringitoutlovely]

Hello! I Hope you are having a good day! If it's not a bother could I request Bakusquad with a reader who is self conscious about his eyes because his quirk makes them look weird, and always wears sunglasses or tinted goggles but he finally shows them his eyes because he trusts them.

bakusquad with boyfriend who's insecure about his eyes

pairing: bakuquad x male!reader (he/him)

type: fluff, insecurity comfort, mjnor angst

warnings: insecurity...? mild desc of anxiety, cussing, close ups of eyes

author's notes: hhh i kind of took this like the hc of hizashi having spiral eyes and hiding them to not creep people out (but then showing them to aizawa bc erasermic i fucking love them)

also these aren't particularly long? SORRY BOUT THAT LMAO

IMPORTANT BACKGROUND

SO. reader, you can have whatever quirk you please! i can't come up w individual storylines for each individual situation, so your background is the same for them all. you met them when you transferred into the respective middle school, and when you were both accepted into UA, you got closer and closer. you're in 2-A, and have been together for about a year.

one of your parents had a spider quirk, and though you didn't inherit that quirk, you did inherit their multiple eyes. or, well, you were supposed to. but it just didn't work out. you've covered your eyes with sunglasses, goggles. but now...

ALSO YES, GANG ORCA IS YOUR FATHER FIGURE THAT YOU DID YOUR WORK STUDY WITH BECAUSE I LOVE HIM AND I SAID SO SO YEAH

they're also whatever color your natural eyecolor is babes, or you can choose lol

👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️👁️

Katsuki Bakugou

he's never really questioned your use of goggles. quietly in this own head, yes, but he figured it had something to do with your quirk. he did call you Goggles, though. not that you minded it.

you didn't...not trust him. but you were scared. nobody outside of you, your parents, and a few students at the middle school you attended before tranferring had seen your eyes. after the trauma of getting so violently verbally (and slightly physically) battered because of something you couldn't control, you swore to hide behind your goggles as long as possible.

this was going to be hard. and you'd even considered not showing him at all. ever. but you also figured that you couldn't truly hide forever.

it wasn't until your second sports festival that you decided that you were ready. you were paired up to fight todoroki the next round and you knew you couldn't have your goggles on. in training, it was easy to accept the repercussions of blind spots. but after the results of your first sports festival, you weren't going to let your insecurity risk a loss.

so now you were in the prep room, wringing your hands and shifting your weight back and forth from your right to left foot and back. it was all you could do to soothe yourself, but of course when bakugou came in he assumed you were trying to calm the nerves of having to fight todoroki.

"stop stressing yourself out, goggles, we both know you can take candycane out quick." he didn't notice the way you tensed at his presence, or the way your hands started debating whether or not this was a good idea. "remember what the dolphin man said, you're on your way to being the next pro hero, only second to-" of course he was adding some stuff in, but you weren't even really listening.

you had turned so fast that you almost msde yourself sick and pulled the goggles off.

"me..." your boyfriend took a few moments to understand what exactly was going on, but you'd taken it the wrong way and statted scrambling to put your goggles back on.

"shit, sorry. i-uh- i should've-"

"stop stuttering, you sound like deku." he huffed and stepped forward to kiss your forehead. gently. which. katsuki-? "they're not ugly. and you're gonna win that fucking match, understand? icyhot's got nothing on you."

if it weren't for his soft change in tone or the fact that there were no longer goggles obscuring your view, you would've missed the blush on his face. "are my eyes katsuki bakugou's kryptonite?"

"WATCH IT, GOGGLES-"

all you could do was laugh before planting your own kiss on his cheek. "i'll win. i was never nervous about that."

your boyfriend smirked, eyes shining with pride. "good. go show those extras how fucking awesome my boyfriend is." he took another moment to look at your eyes. your eyes. it really is true. love at first sight does exist.

Eijirou Kirishima

you're 100000% not worried about what he'd think about your eyes. he's just so accepting, so loving and kind and never EVER hesitates to embrace you, including your faults.

so no, you're not worried about what he'd think. you're worried that he'll let it slip to someone by accident in the middle of one of his rambles to his friends about how every bit of his boyfriend is perfect, and then others would know and how would they see you? people already demonized your parent for having a spider quirk, and even moreso for their "haunted" eyes, so why shouldn't you be anxious about it?

so you'd kept your mouth shut and your goggles up, even when you two were cuddling or fell asleep with each other. he never pressed, only occasionally asking if you were sure you were comfortable and if you'd like to ask hatsume for a more practical pair.

at some point you, aizawa, and kiri realized that you had to get better goggles, a pair that was made specifically for you. even mr. orca himself let you know that your way of hiding wasn't very practical in battle.

so you agreed with kiri to go to hatsume, but that meant taking your goggles off.

the anxiety was high, and the day you had scheduled to go see hatsume got closer by the hour. you were tense, hands always coming up to your face to secure your goggles in an attempt to ease yourself.

kiri caught on, and one day he decided to try and talk about it with you. you two were eating lunch, the first st the table, and would probably have some time with the way kaminari was holding up the line. you'd just told a joke, and kiri was ending his chuckle when he suddenly went a little serious.

"hey, pebble?" you answered with a little hum, taking another bite of your food before meeting his eyes, not that he could tell. "you've been really stressed since we got that meeting with hatsume."

your face fell and you shifted uncomfortably in your seat. you broke eye contact only for a moment. "uh... kiri? can i ask you something?"

"of course, babe." he reached across and held one of your hands. "anything at all."

"uh..." you looked at your hand in his, feeling your chest grow warm but your heart begin to race. "would you... you'd be fine being with someone who...maybe...people... i don't know..."

kiri's brows furrowed before he spoke, his voice incredibly soft in the loud teenage-infested cafeteria. "you mean would i be fine with having a boyfriend who might look a little different? having a boyfriend who i love with all my heart, who is absolutely the most handsome person on the planet and who's always aiming to do things plus ultra? it wouldn't be very manly of me to lie, so yes. i'm over the moon to be your boyfriend no matter what's going on behind your goggles. none of it can change how beautiful you are to me." he gave a small, close-lipped smile, but it was warm and soft and real. he kissed your hand before squeezing it a little, only leaning back a little when he saw the rest of the squad was coming over. that was fine, though.

you heard all you had to hear. you pulled your hand away and pulled your goggles off, flinching and having to blink at the sudden light flooding your vision. and you look at your boyfriend, bright and gorgeous and real without any sort of filter between. you watched as his eyes widened into shock before softening into admiration, then pure love as he leaned forward and kissed you.

"jesus christ, get a room, shitty hair." bakugou grumbled as he took his seat, the rest of the group (especially mina) deciding that yes, you two were the adorable power couple. and then realizing your goggles were off.

when you opened your eyes from the kiss, your face red, mina gasped. you tensed and quickly turned to her, expecting disgust.

"that's what you've been hiding? they're so cool!"

kirishima laughed a little before reaching and holding your hand again. "yup. my cool, handsome pebble..."

CAN I JUST SAY I LOVE THIS BOY HHH HE'S SO PRETTY AND SWEET???

Mina Ashido

having very "weird" eye gang!! well, couple. everyone knew you were hiding your eyes, they just weren't really sure why, not that they ever really pressed. monoma did sometimes, trying to copy your quirk so his eyes could follow like how he got a horn with eri, but his eyes would never change into yours. (i tripped myself the fuck out writing that-)

but you two were the "weird eyed" people of your class. you were never treated differently because of it and acknowledged that whether or not you showed your eyes wouldn't effect the way your friends or girlfriend saw you, but you couldn't help feeling insecure.

in romance movies like the ones you and mina watched (doNT BE A BITCH BROS, ROMANCE MOVIES ARE MANLY AF), the guys had eyes their partners could swim in. even the actors with quirks that affected their eyes had gorgeous eyes that easily captured any audience.

all of mina's celebrity crushes had stunning eyes and you felt like you were at a loss. on one hand, goggles weren't the hottest thing, but on the other, would she find your double irises pretty enough to swim in.

not just that, but you don't think you could handle the questions from people. mina tried to hide it, but she got quite a couple questions herself and never completely knew how to deal with them. of course you'd help her out of those situations, but you know how much it can effect someone.

it wasn't until a trip out to the mall that you decided to share, though. you two were just window shopping. she'd point things out with her free hand and then happily explain what it was, where she found about it from, and so on. it was like this, her being the bubblegum of the relationship. it was nice, relaxing.

but then some kids from another school started walking in your general direction. they didn't try to hide that they were judging you two, and it was clear what they were judging when they pointed at each others eyes and laughed.

the way mina quieted down broke your heart a little. you paused your glaring to look at her, half expecting to see her looking upset. and yes, she was upset. but more than anything she was pissed. she stopped talking and narrowed her eyes at them, pretending to whisper but really speaking loud enough for them to hear.

"if i melt the floor under their feet, alibi me?" one of the students looked taken aback, but the other rolled their eyes.

"we're not scared of a satan wannabe."

and that made your blood boil a little. you huffed. "wanna say that again?" that wasn't you. no, you wanted to walk away, but mina wasn't having it.

"i said fuck off, demon eyes."

mina aimed and hit a spot next to their feet with her acid. suddenly they weren't so tough anymore.

"f-fuck, okay okay!" they ran off. and you felt. so fucking proud.

you smiled reaching and holding her other hand. "hey, mina?" she looked up at you. into your eyes, for the first time. her eyes widened a little and her anger quickly melted. "can i fight with you next time?"

she couldn't suppress her laugh, or the urge to peck your lips and then continued to drag you through the mall with her. you loved her. and you quickly found out, she loved swimming on your eyes.

Denki Kaminari

I JUST WANTED SOME FLUFFY TIME WRITING W HIM SJFNDN SORRY-

he literally has a lightening bolt symbol in his hair that he can't explain, he's not really going to be judgemental of you.

you are scared, though, of the judgement. he's another guy who can't keep anything to himself, not because he doesn't want to. he's been getting better with it, though, the past couple months, and you start to think maybe you can finally show him what you've been hiding.

you two were having a together night. it wasn't really a date. you two would stay in, maybe eat snacks, watch a movie or Impractical Jokers and cuddle. okay, so it was a date, but it really was more like chilling out.

you two were kissing at the moment, joe's loud laugh interrupting and making you both laugh along.

"glad you pulled away, i went into fight mode-"

"joe's laugh triggers your fight or flight?" a moment of silence, and then you were both laughing, hard. so hard that you ended up fogging up your goggles. you were starting to calm down when all of it just got uncomfortable. you casually took them off to clean the lenses with your shirt, still laughing here and there.

and then he noticed that your eyes were open. you were smiling, and it even looked like your eyes had an extra sparkle. he was also quick to notice how different they were, and then how your smile seemed to grow uneasy with time. you shifted and looked down at your goggles.

"pretty eyes," was all he could rush out. this man was short circuiting. his whole face was red and it got worse when you looked at him again. "i mean your- yeah you have uh- i- you-" he just kept stumbling, unable to put together coherent thoughts because the seratonin of seeing your four pupils expand at the compliments sent him over the moon and back. his lips pulled up into a smile and he started playing with your hair.

"you really um... you think so?"

he kissed your nose and then looked into your eyes up close. "can't believe you're my boyfriend," he mumbled back. he couldn't even properly answer your question because he was just obsessed with how stunning your eyes looked with the moonlight coming in from the window. "so-so you don't need your goggles?"

"no. not-not really. i'm n-not sure im ready for everyone else to see, though, you know? i-um, being open with them is still new for me. so-so if this can just stay between us-" he kissed your nose again.

"yeah, yeah." he couldn't hide his smile and you laughed and it made him smile more. "can i stay the night? i wanna... i kinda wanna wake up and see you without...without the-uh, without-"

"you can always spend the night, dork." you laughed and leaned into him. this was perfect. he was perfect. his reaction was better than you could ever dream-

joe laughed. denki jumped, his hands sparking a little, and you both laughed even harder than earlier.

Sero Hanta

why aren't there more gifs? look at him, he's so pRETTY FOR FUCKS SAKE, HE DESERVES MORE LOVE 😭 WAH (also this one's a little more like...angsty? IT'S SERO, SERO IS THERAPY-)

he knows a thing or ten about insecurities, especially ones that are hard to try and hide, let alone hide long-term. it took him a long time to embrace his elbows and the fact that he couldn't hide them. he did, though, especially once he started at UA.

you, however, hadn't reached that point. you'd been hiding your eyes even through the past several months of your relationship.

honestly, though, as lame as it sounds, what makes you give it up is just how exhausting and uncomfortable it is. you're scared to sleep without your goggles because who knows who's going to be around when you're up? you're scared to get too close in training because what if someone like bakugou blows them off your face? and the stares you get for wearing them, what must people think about you?

it was just exhausting, and one day, after a particularly bad argument with your parent about it, you decided to raise your middle finger at the world. you pulled on sunglasses and quickly made your way down the hall to your boyfriend's door. it was a saturday afternoon with nothing really planned, so of course he was in there playing some sort of video game after making sure all his school work was dealt with.

you heard him pause his game, turn it's volume down, and then his footsteps towards the door. he opened it with a soft smile to match equally soft and relaxed eyes.

"done studying?" he kissed your forehead before moving away from the door. he sat on the bed and gestured for you to grab the second remote to play with in.

"almost. just got off the phone with one of my fantastic parental units..." you closed the door behind you with a heavy sigh before grabbing the control from his desk and sitting next to him. he wasn't a todoroki, but he was always warm. at least to you. you leaned into his side with the control in your lap.

"uh oh... what happened there?" you realized he paused his game again, and you would've smiled if it weren't for the heaviness in your skull.

"i think im done with the glasses." that really got his attention, though he tried not to make a big deal of it. he wrapped one of his arms around you and leaned back. he wasn't going to push with questions. you were going to share what you wanted to. "im tired, sero. im tired of being scared of everything all the time. it's bad enough with everything our class is facing, academically and socially. i don't have the energy to be worried about how people look at me twenty-four-seven because my parents think who i am as a person isn't good enough." you had a lot more on your mind, but it could wait. this was already a lot to admit, not to mention that you ended it with taking the sunglasses off.

sero looked at you for a moment to process all you'd said and what you had done. he smiled when he finally did. "my boyfriend is such a good-looking, amazing hero." he pecked your lips before giving your shoulder a light squeeze. "thank you for sharing that with me. i know it's a lot to carry, and a lot harder to release. your eyes are perfect, by the way, and if anyone says differently, ill-"

"please don't caccoon them in the trees-"

"okay, that was two times and mineta deserved it."

you both shared soft laughter before relaxing in each other's presence.

"and thank you for trusting me to be the first to see them." it wasn't a joke or sarcasm or anything like that. it was genuine, drenched in honesty. get used to that, by the way, the honest compliments and admiration. he's going to remind you of it every chance he gets.

[misha-moose-dean-burger-lover]

Wait For It

Dean stalks out of the Impala agitatedly.

It's a sunny afternoon, and Sam's on the porch, coffee on the table next to him, flipping through his political science handbook. He looks up when he hears the car door being slammed, and his eyes follow Dean as he lands in the other chair around the table.

Then, without warning or premonition, Dean starts to talk.

He's got a new colleague.

Novak, he calls him. With gritted teeth, frowning eyebrows, and feeling.

They don't usually talk about people. So Sam listens.

Considering the amount of time Dean devotes talking about how Novak walked into his office, stride radiating importance as though he'd been summoned by Dean himself - well, he really must be a pain in the ass.

*

Over the next week, Sam's not always outside when Dean comes home from work. When he finally is, on a Thursday, Dean plants himself across him and starts speaking immediately.

Sam closes his book, purses his lips and pays attention.

Castiel, he's become.

Horrible, he's remained.

When Dean's done ranting, the sun's gone down. He gets up, hands on his hips. "He's just a jackass about everything, Sammy. Who's pretentious about eyecolor? Nobody's eyes can be that blue."

Sam nods sympathetically.

Dean goes away to make dinner, satisfied.

*

Midterms are round the corner.

Without really paying attention to it, Sam's stopped flipping through his handbook, and started highlighting in his textbook. He stays up late, and wakes up early, determinedly chipping away at the ginorminous block of syllabus, bit by bit.

He also stops being out on the porch when Dean comes back from work, and Dean tends to not barge into his bedroom to talk about the awful people he works with, so that's that.

But dinner isn't saved.

It's a simple conversation about mashed potatoes, and Dean goes off. "You won't believe how ridiculous Castiel is about honey, dude." Sam asks for a second helping, he also receives an anecdote on Castiel's ungrateful attitude towards Dean.

Sam doesn't even dare to mention his dislike for bacon once, for all the times Dean offers him it - because he's sure he'd get another indepth analysis of how Castiel hates Dean.

But when they settle down to watch Law & Order after dinner that night, Sam gets a chance to think. He wonders, not for the first time, how truly terrible Cas must be, for Dean to talk about him all the frigging time, and by the end of the episode, he's decided to be the pillar of support his brother needs, right now.

So when Dean starts, randomly, about how Castiel doesn't even appreciate good music, Sam whips out his puppy eyes, and listens to the entire tale.

*

Weeks pass.

His first paper is Tuesday, Ethics. Sam spends most hours of the day on his desk, holed up in his room.

It would be unfair to Dean to say he used up all the time Sam did spend around him, to talk about Cas.

(Which Castiel had ended up being, obviously.)

He only used like sixty percent of it.

*

"He's just...a weird, dorky little guy." Dean ends, biting his lip, eyes cast to the floor. His hands play with the hem of his jacket - he's still in work clothes.

Sam sighs.

"You know what?" Dean stands up. "I'm going to make coffee. Do I get you a mug or a thermos?"

"Thermos, please." Sam calls after him, gratefully.

"Okay. Carry on, bitch."

*

Sam feels guilty.

He's been so caught up in college, deadlines and exams, he's hardly talked to Dean except to thank him for all the coffee and sandwiches.

Dean may be a jerk all year, but he can get really supportive when Sam needs him to be.

Sam feels bad for not doing the same.

So when Dean puts a peanut butter sandwich in front of him, at one am while Sam panics through his last night revision, he looks up at his brother blankly and asks. "Hey, how's the guy who's been making your life hell? You stopped telling me about him."

"Oh, uh." Dean pauses.

Sam waits, but Dean takes too long, as if he's contemplating, so he takes a bite of his sandwich instead.

"He's not that bad." Dean finally lets out, exhaling into a hint of a smile.

Sam raises his eyebrows.

*

"To you kicking Stanford's ass!" Dean raises his bottle, perhaps the sixth toast of the night, giant grin plastered on his face.

"I keep telling you the results are a far way from being out yet - but hear, fucking hear!" Sam clinks his glass to Dean's beer, smile equally wide. He's finally done. There's finally no more papers, no more tests, no more revision.

He made it through.

"I'm proud of you." Dean mutters lazily, leaning back on the seat.

"Y-yeah. I know." Sam returns joyfully, neither of them really thinking about what they're saying. They've been drinking for hours. "Thank you."

"Yeah, yeah. I know." Dean repeats, and proceeds to chuckle at his words. There's a moment of silence - well, as silent as it ever gets in the Roadhouse. Then Dean speaks up. "Guess what, Sammy?"

Sam doesn't even correct him.

"What?"

"I'm going to ask Cas out today." Dean declares, and Sam's eyebrows go up again, because while he's definitely known his brother's into guys for years, he hadn't expected Dean to come out like this.

But six beers in, and a declaration of pride out, Dean just ups and says it.

"I think I have a crush on him."

*

Many months go by. It's Sam's final year. And he's moving back onto campus.

"I'm going to miss you." Sam tells Dean, after they've finished lugging all of his bags into Jessica's room. Dean's half sitting on Baby's hood, and Sam has his hands shoved in his pockets.

"Shuddup." Dean throws back, and he definitely sounds weird. "I'm like, seven minutes away."

"Still." Sam grins, earnest.

"Yeah, alright. I'm not making you move out, okay?" Dean straightens, scoffing. "Have fun convincing Jessica to make you breakfast food at midnight."

"Yeah but," Sam laughs. "You live like, seven minutes away."

"Like hell I do. Get your ninety-percent peanut butter ass over here." Dean sighs, and Sam walks up to him, letting Dean pull him into a hug.

They hold onto each other, safety in the familiarity. Both of them know that they're probably not going to live together again. Sam has a plan after college, which doesn't involve moving back to Dean's. But they've shared a house for so long, it's going to feel weird.

It's going to be strange.

To lighten the moment, Sam whispers. "So, uh. Cas is moving in after I'm gone, isn't he?"

"He's probably already redecorating the place to get rid of your nerd cooties." Dean thumps him on the back, as they separate. There's a smile lingering on his face.

"What about your nerd cooties?" Sam bitchfaces at him.

"He likes those." Dean defends, crossing his arms on his chest.

"I bet he does." Sam snorts, and Dean reddens, realizing he just walked right into that, and then he just swears under his breath goodnaturedly as Sam walks into his new place.

*

Sam's phone rings.

It's only eight, on a Saturday, and Sam doesn't have to leave for office at nine like everyday, so he's sleeping in. Amelia's next to him, and she elbows him when the annoying ringtone wakes her before it wakes Sam.

"Sorry, babe." Sam tells her, kissing the top of her head distractedly, picking up the phone and sitting up when he hears Dean's voice.

It's trembling with excitement.

"Sam!" Dean gushes, and there's really no other word for it. There seems to be a commotion behind him, but the happy kind. Dean's tone is almost ecstatic.

"Dean?" Sam confirms, groggily.

"Dude, Cas just asked me to marry him!" Dean let out, almost breathless. "And I said yes! Of course, I said yes! We're getting married, Sammy!."

A smile grows on Sam's face. "Dude. You're getting married."

"I'm getting married!" Dean repeats, and proceeds to chuckle at something Cas is saying apparently, because then he tells Sam he's putting him on speaker.

"Hello, Sam." Cas greets him, sounding thoroughly overjoyed.

"Congratulations, Cas." Sam says, beaming now. He's so happy for them both. Cas is amazing, and he gets Dean, and Sam knows Dean loves him so much. "And, uh, Dean? You better fight a good fight for my Bestmanship, versus Castiel's brother, okay?"

Dean laughs, and it's the kind of rare excited laugh which makes everyone around smile too.

Cas answers, instead, his voice just as excited. "Don't worry, I'd rather have Gabriel be the caterer."

Sam chuckles. "Good."

"Give the phone back a minute, Cas," Dean says in the background, and then it's off-speaker, and just Dean, again. "You're not busy being important or anything, are you?"

Sam looks around him. "No?" Dean hesitates for a beat, until Sam catches the gist. "Dude! Of course I'm not busy. Tell me everything!" Dean lets out a sound which is definitely a squeal, though he'd never own up to it. "How did it happen? Why did it happen so early?"

Dean exhales, happily, and Sam can picture the smile on his face.

"Wait, is there a ring? Dean, I need you to show me the ring." Sam adds, just before Dean starts to tell Sam about it all. Just like he had, at the very beginning.

*

Six days to the wedding, Sam sits on the old porch chair, tapping his pen on his notebook.

He needs to write a speech.

There's so much to tell. The two of them are adorable, for god's sake. They tend to be cheesy even in front of him, and so unaware of it - Sam wonders if they turn into mushy marshmallows when his back is turned.

Maybe he should include that in his speech. "Mushy Marshmallows" is a cute alliteration. Huh.

After an entire evening of thinking, he pushes himself off his seat to get a cup of coffee. (He'd try to convince Dean to make some, but him and Cas have an appointment with a florist for the wedding.)

In any case, Sam may not be done with the speech entirely, but he figures he's earned a break. You see, he's already got an unbelievably great title. He can work from there.

"How Dean Is The Worst Judge Of People."

He has a good first line, too. "Exhibit A: Novak-slash-Castiel-slash-Cas."

[duckiesdoodlesdelight]

i need to stop   drawing right before going to bed. constant problem neverending it makes me do stupid things that also might be funny. 

anyway im going to stay uip sooo late  because im about to ramble about my playing of starred dew valley >:-]

SO. right from the start i named my character BITCH because i oculdn’t think of anything so that’s their name now 

i made them pale (skin 13 i think) and gave them spiky hair. also i gave them a tux shirt with some  brown shorts or somethin like that??? i can’t remember honestly made these doodles from memory. lol

the moment i got the chance i wnet to give BITCH a makeover in the wizard’s basement and i spent a lot of money because i kept forgetting  something like the hair or the eyecolor (which changed from the default eye color to purple because i think that’s cool)

anyway i just made up a story since i stick in the mines too much and i’ve made it to the bottom.  so as  BITCH has more contact with magic they get more fucked up. maybe. or the eyes are as far as it’ll get. they also got a tan because  they are a farmer they are out and about in the sun a lot

FUN FACT i   got the fruit bat farm in my little cave so i can go in there and fit right in.  also im going to marry alex and no one will stop me. i will never divorce him because i don’t want to see him sad. 

i’ll probably give BITCH short hair though since they’re basically a projection of myself into the game (as is with video game protags) and they look too feminine with long hair (it makes me video game protagonist dysphoric ? i guess?????? i’unno lol)

[gothmingguk]

Love Killing

Kim Namjoon x Reader

Promt: If you murder someone you get their IQ points. Students are killing instead of studying, just to get perfect scores in standarnized tests.

Words: 1.8k

Warnings: Attempted murder? Kind of? And Cussing

Genre: Fluff, maybe a little angst

// Masterlist // Writing List //

"Jimin, do you see the pretty dude over there?", I asked my best friend quietly, not wanting the guy I was talking about to hear me.

"I'm not blind, so yeah I can see him. That's Namjoon.", my pink haired best friend answered me like I'm stupid. I sometimes hate him. "I want to kill him I heard he has the highest IQ in the whole school, if not the whole town."

I don't know how that happened, but scientists discovered that if you kill someone you get their IQ points added to yours and now every student tried to kill someone just to get a little smarter. Jimin and I didn't kill anyone yet, we weren't that cruel. We tried it with studying like normal people did before that discovery.

"You really wanna do it? You could go to jail and that just for a good grade. I wouldn't do it if I was you. But do you I guess."

I sighed, I really needed good grades for college and if I kill him I wouldn't have to kill anyone else, right?

That's how I got into this situation, siting in a bus to I don't even know where just because I want to kill some poor (but good looking guy) for his IQ.

As soon as I see that he already stood up I try to look normal. I also stand up and go to the exit. He doesn't notice that I'm really close to him, even though we almost touch.

He is really handsome up close. His dimples make him adorable and his russet colored eyes are to die for. Wait how do I know what eyecolor he has?! He looks right into my eyes, smiling. God he's really attractive, I don't wanna kill this beautiful boy, but I have to. I need good grades.

He keeps smiling at me which makes me blush, could he please stop? His smile is so pretty and sweet, it hurts knowing that I won't see him smile again. We step out of the bus, I immediately act like I'm searching for something in my bag. You can hear my gun und keys clinking. God I'm so nervous.

He walks somewhere, probably to his home, I really don't know if I'm honest. I follow him when he's about 100m away from me. How do I get him to the forest? I don't want to kill him on his front porch, his parents are going to be devastated. It's already late, the moon is out and everything around me is dark. His tanned skin is glistening in the pale moon light, how is he allowed to be this beautiful. I should stop thinking about his beauty, he's going to be dead in a few minutes. We‘ve already been walking for a few minutes, which confuses me, most of the houses are already behind us, he's walking straight into the woods, on his own. What the fuck. He's probably a weirdo who likes the woods at night.

He suddenly stops, right in front of me to be exact. A bench is next to us, I almost crash into it. The Asian boy turns around and looks me right into my eyes, a smirk on his lips.

„You want to kill me right? For my IQ, right?", he laughs after that sentence and god it's the most beautiful thing I have heard in my life.

„I- I'm - I don't know what you-"

He laughs again, his hand is in front of his mouth, his eyes are completely closed.

„You're not the first one, but the prettiest so far, if I'm completely honest."

I'm stunned, I don't know what to tell him.

„Normally I would just put you in a headlock, call the police and tell them that you wanted to kill me, but you don't seem like you do that out of completely selfish reasons, so what's up?"

My mouth closed, my lips pressed together. How does he know without knowing me? He's right, I don't want to do it just because of myself.

„You really want to talk about the reason I want to kill you?" He nods and sits down on the bench, patting the space next to him. I want to murder him and he's nice, I don't understand.

„So tell me, why?"

He smiles at me, not in a weird way, in a nice and curious way.

I tell him about my mom and my siblings, how my older brother didn't make it into s good college and how he's now working at a little supermarket. How my mom mad is, how she wants that I'm going to be better than my brother. I also tell him that I don't feel really smart so I wanted to kill the smartest guy in town alias him. His hand brushes my thigh, not longer than a second, but I still felt it.

“It’s okay. I hope you don’t want to kill me still. If yes tell me and I’ll call the police.”, he chuckles at his own statement before talking again. “But how about we study together, Jimin can come too and maybe we’ll get you trough it without killing other people.”

I wanted to accept his offer until a question came to my mind, he knows about Jimin, how?

“Wait a second how do you know about my best friend?”

He chuckles again, lighter than before.

“You know you both are known at our school right? You’re two good looking people that are attached to the hip, I of course know you. The fact that everyone thinks you’re dating makes it more intriguing.”

I felt my eyebrows raising up, they always do when I’m surprised.

“We’re Not dating, it’s disgusting to even think about. He’s like my brother.” I fake shake my body in disgust, smiling up at him.

“So that means you’re single?”, he asks me. I nod my head, which makes the corners of his mouth rise up and his dimples come out. It’s adorable, I still don’t understand how he’s that beautiful.

He seems to think a little, before speaking up again. His eyes are on mine and he sneaks an arm around my back.

“I figured you still have plenty of time before going home, killing someone and hiding their body takes a long time. So maybe we could go eat somewhere, you can tell me where you need help and then I’ll bring you home.”

Was he asking me on a date? This Greek god was asking me, a mother fucking trashcan, on a date?

“Um... yes! Yes! I mean yes.. That would be nice.”

Smooth Y/N, smooth.

We’re in a little diner in town. He got himself a milkshake and some pancakes, please note that it’s already 11pm, but he doesn’t seem to care.

I have fries and a coke, he’s been stealing some the whole time.

We talk for a long time, he’s honestly such an amazing and adorable guy.

“How come that you’re so smart? Have you killed anyone?”

I’m completely serious, I don’t get how he’s so smart.

“Nope, never killed anyone I’m just that smart.” He doesn’t say it in a cocky way, he just kind of states it.

My coke is still half full, kinda because I don’t want the night to end, he’s almost finished his milkshake and pancakes. I look at his pancakes, they look delicious. I don’t wanna ask if I can have some, it’s weird right? He smiles at me as soon as I look up again, it makes me smile too. My phone rumbles in my bag, I search for it, it has to be Jimin.

“How did it go? Tell me you hid his body.”

You laughed a little, such a baby.

“I didn’t do it Jimin.”, I grin at Namjoon, he just stuffed his face with my fries.

“What? Where are you now? Why didn’t you-“

“Calm down, we’re at a diner. Everything’s good.”

Jimin didn’t answer, clearly confused about the situation. It takes him a few seconds to form an answer.

“Wait you mean you’re out with him? Namjoon? The guy you wanted to kill?”

“Yes, I’ll explain later, or he’s going to eat all my fries. Love you, I’ll text you later, bye.”

I hung up, it would take way too long to explain now.

Namjoon didn’t stop smiling, it’s like he’s on drugs or something.

“Are you okay?”

He nods.

He cuts of a piece of his pancake, holding it in front of my face.

He literally feeds my like a child, laughing at the syrup dripping down the corner of my mouth.

“You’re such a mess, you know that right?”

He laughs, it’s not a mean kind of laugh. It’s sweet and sincere.

“But you’re also really cute and I’m glad that you wanted to kill me. I would never had the courage to ask you out.”

I’m stunned, he’s above my league and he would be scared? What?

He keeps giving me compliments, holds my hand and let’s me sip on his milkshake. A great evening.

“Sooo good night I guess?”

He walked me home, across the whole town. He apparently lives near me, he just knew that I was following him, so he took a bus to the other end of the town.

“I really enjoyed spending time with you Y/N. I hope we can go out again some time. We could introduce my friend Yoongi and Jimin? He’s bi right?”

He was right, Jimin was bi and had a major crush on Namjoons best friend.

“That would be nice.”

He hugs me, his arms around my back, it feels nice. The hug isn’t too long, he breaks it, but keeps his hands on my waist.

“Good Night Y/N.”

He kisses my cheek, turns around and just walks away. I don’t even have time to ask him for his number or anything.

My keys are in one of my pockets, I reach into both of them, my keys are in one side, a napkin in the other, weird. I crumble it, ready to throw it away as soon as I’m in my room, but there’s something on it.

“Text me. -Namjoon”

His number right under it.

The second date happened, this time with Jimin and Yoongi as our companies. Jimin was still shook, I wanted to kill him and now we’re sort of dating? Maybe? I don’t know. He didn’t kiss me yet.

“Hey babe.”

Joonie leaned over me, kissing my lips. We’re dating for a few weeks now, Jimin and Yoongi are still taking their time, but I know it will happen soon or later.

“Hey.”,the word was accompanied by my big smile, making him smile too.

It’s on of our weekly study dates, Jimin and Yoongi aren’t here, they’re on a date.

I’m truly happy, I had the perfect boyfriend and my grades are better than before thank to him. Trying to kill him was probably the weirdest but best decision I ever made.

[imagineryupfuckedworld]

Colorful World

Sweet Amoris

Soulmate AU: When fate lets you see in the eyes of your Soulmate, they color will be the first you see abd slowly your grey world will turn colorful.

Pairing: Armin x Reader

Warnings: idk a bit swearing?

Tagged: @dadagoestohell

There it was. A squealing. Which means someone begun to see a color. But did they even saw who their soulmate was? You looked up from your book. The girl was so excited when she looked around to see what was painted in one color. In the color her soulmate has as eyes. But, is she even looking for her soulmate? She was just blabbering how everything was so different. The crowd slowly disappeard and this was the moment when it begun to click. Where is her soulmate? She lookes around but it seemed she has missed them. Panic rose into her. Panic and then disappointment in herself. You just rolled your eyes and stuck your nose again in your book. It was her own fault. The first thing you should do was to look for them and talk to them so they could also look in your eyes. The chance that they didn't looked directly in your eyes and couldn't see your eyecolor was high. Sure, it was exciting. Seeing colors for the very time but the risk to lose your soulmate was high. Because when you begun to see colors, there is no stoping and who is saying that you will find your soulmate in this state again? This was what Rosa told you anyway. Not that you have any Idea about that. You, not like many other people, don't try to force the meeting to happen. It is totaly stupid. Heck. Some people run around school amd force everyone to lool them directly in the eyes just to find their soulmate. This was insane! You just hoped that it wouldn't be such a fucking cliché meeting. And that they where okay and not such a 'Soulmate-insane-freak'. You were so deep in thoughts and in your book that you didn't watched where you going and so you where slamming into a solid body. You stumbled back, book falling because of your loose grip. But before you fall two arms caught you.

"Careful (N/N)." Suprised you looked up at your childhood friend. The red head just smirked at you

"Wouldn't want that pretty face to have a scratch before meeting your soulmate, no?" You only scoffed and picked up your book. Like you, Castiel wasn't really interested in a soulmate. He had a thing with a girl who wasn't his soulmate and let's just say. You still want to smash her to pieces.

"You should be careful. The bluehaired twin is out of his mind."

"Alexy? Why?"

"He is frankly searching for his brothers soulmate."

"Let me guess. Every girl needs to look into Armins eyes?" Cas just nodded and this led to you groaning. Wonderful! As on cue Alexy screamed your name. His brother dragging behind you.

"Well. That is my cue to leave. By Cassidie!" With that you ran. More because of Cas than the Twins but they're a reason too. You ran as fast as you can to escape them. It was a lot more difficult than you thought but when you ran past Iris and thus was your rescue. You ran out of the school and to the garden. You looked around but no one seems to be there. Reliefed, you sat yourself in a corner where you're shielded from almost every side. It was warm and nice so the time to read was perfect.

"Move!" This harshly whisperd word was what got you out of your book. You looked up and saw Armin. Hiding next to you.

"Got out of your brothers claws?"

"Hopefully yes!" His desperade voice let you chuckle and he looked at you. Directly at your eyes. Your eyes crossed for a moment but there wasn't any color. Not for you anyway.

"Shit you have beautiful eyes." You took a moment to Register what he said but when you did it clicked and you looked as shocked as him.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Well....that was....unexpected..."

"I guess....we're soulmates..." you took notice of how your vision changed slightly. Due to Armins blue eyes you begun to see the clearly blue sky. It was....beautiful. you both chuckled when you heard Alexy searchung for his brother

"You want to let hin search a bit longer?"

"Hell yes!"

Well....wasn't my best but I hope you like it nevertheless

[sk3tch404]

Hoooh boy you're definitely not gonna be prepared for what Nonny and the Schneidermann's are wearing then, because Jesus Christ me and my friend truly went "the only people who would love you are the ones with more or equally atrocious fashion styles" with that one out of the way, let's start tame with Y/N because I forgot a key characteristic of hers :)

-Nothing much to say about Y/N, Beige stop that reveals her midriff and light blue shorts, BIG RED CLOWNSHOES WITH HEELS, also the thing I forgot was that she literally does not have a face and has to manually apply waterproof makeup so that she looks like a normal person everyday. The game starts off with her make up routine actually lmao I think it wasn't much of a problem for her, because most of her face was hidden thanks to her bangs anyway, but she still enjoys doing it

-Here comes our favourite Hackerman meow meow, so like, his outfits that I described before? Still pretty accurate, Mans got Black hoodie, though I think he has grey sweatpants instead of black pants, oh and also he's got BIG PINK BALLERINA SHOES WHOSE STRAPS GO O N T O P OF HIS SWEATPANTS AND END AT HIS LOWER THIGHS O_O I didn't describe them last time, partly because I totally forgot he had them until I saw his traditional character sheet and partly because I didn't see them in the game, since his sprite cuts off right above where the shoe straps end. So yeah, do with that information what you will. Also he had a straight up Lenny face at first, no eyecolor, just ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°). Also also he wasn't 7 feet 8, he was 9' 2" O_O .

Extra quotes we wrote on his sheet: "giiirl, get back inda BASEMENT" "Are u lost, babeygrill?" "He's got NO lips!" "He's never gonna get a kiss kiss very UGLY!" "No kiss for him"

-J. Schneidermann (because writing his full name would clutter this already long ask oof) so, pink cap with a heart on it uwu. Straight up rainbow dash hair, except short, no face because he anime blushed too hard (he actually has one, unlike Y/N but we just didn't draw it) a long sleeved shirt that's various shades of blue and INTENSE shoulder spike (not horizontally, they go vertically up to his ears) green saggy ass pants that approximately reach his ankles and have GUTSCHI written on it (makes him look like a fucked up hamster ngl) lots of chains on his wrists and pants, ears are pierced, and the most notable detail, he has mismatched shoes that he shares with his cousin, one red high heel and one... black boot or black sneaker I can't tell. He's also smoking a red vape in the pic and has a gold chocker

-B. Schneidermann, black fluffy hair that apparently also covering his face because we didn't draw him one either (rip Schneidermann face enjoyers) mirroring his cousins general outfit, except we can actually see the divide between his legs with the red loose pants he's wearing, rainbow long sleeved shirt, I think he was also supposed to have the ridiculous shoulder spikes but they look more like a high collared cape that's reaaaaaaaally short instead, 1 gold bracelet on each of his wrists and smoking a golden vape too, wears the other part of the mismatched shoe pair. He's also holding a banana and a hotdog (I think it's a hotdog at least) also wears a silver choker

Btw if you're wondering what the hell is up with the Schneidermann shoes, it's inspired by another thing we had to do in German period, be basically got a story from a newspaper that we had to retell in another way, the story we got was "Asian man steals peoples left shoes" like, specifically only the left one, which reminds me that Kim Hojungseo would be shoe thief considering that we drew a shit ton of shoes on his sheet lmao.

Extra writing on Hojungseo's sheet: "I only listen to REAL music!" "Save the fucking turtles b-baka! ùwú" "how can mirrors be real, when our eyes aren't?" "Crying on the inside"

I think I'll probably yassify part of their designs, not too much tho, oughta stay true to their OG vibe after all 😔✊ also this felt like a My Immortal chapter with these lengthy character descriptions, still kinda feel that I don't do em justice, they rlly are the kinda character designs that you simply need to ✨experience✨for yourself to truly understand. Also sorry for clogging up your asks you can tell me when to stop just sayin :,)

-Ren'py anon

Wow.

What an

Experience.

I do need these game files ASAP.

Why are the swedish cousins ESPECIALLY ugly 😭😭😭 a golden vape too??? Bro is living the life. WHY DID YOU GIVE THE WORST AND BEST CHARACTER THE HYPEBEAST AESTHETIC??? HELP

I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHICH IS WHICH ANYMORE

YOU AND UR FRIENDS GAVE NONE OF THESE CHARACTERS A CHANCE TO BREATHE. YALL REALLY WENT, "Let's give them as much as icks as we can."

The genderfluid aroace urge to accept stoner swedish cousin and hacker nonny for who and whatever the hell they are is strong,

but I have standards I must stick to 💔

The pants on Stoner swedish cousin are questionable to say the least, but hey, at least the got them chains 😎 although his hair is a 🚫off

Hair is a BIG PART of attraction for me so 💀

In another world, he would've looked like that blonde boy from 6teen that was voiced by Chris Mcleans VA

Hacker nonny. Hacker NONNYYYYYYYY MY BOY

At this point, there is only friendship, listening to his funky ass one liners yall wrote, going to his bad private home ballet practices and kicking the back of his knees. Being over 6'8 is an ICKKKKKKKK

I'm 5'5 so, baby this ain't gon work </3

Y/n is awesome. I love how their hair conceals so much of their face, but they just do paint it on anyway. Taking no eyes Y/n to the next level I see 😎

Tbh Y/n and stoner swedish cousin are the only love interests to me now. Y/n should be able to say, "Yeah, humans are fucking FREAKS. I'm the hottest one here tbh." AND GO ON WITH THEIR DAY AS PER USUAL.

Y/n gotta go shoe shopping b4 hand bc WOOOO BOY those clowns shoes ain't it.

Koreaboo bf cousin can go fuck himself bc I hate how he's affiliated with 'Kim hojeongso' or whatever the fuck his name was.

And its okay renpy anon! Send in whenever you'd like! Even though it takes a little while to read through everything and try to include most of everything, I dont mind it all that much!

Thank you for being even comfortable enough to talk about your personal creation with me like this! I enjoy everything you have brought to the table and I'm excited if you have more. Thanks so much Renpy nonnie <33 ilysm

[haifisch-ohne-traenen]

i was tagged by @babypaulchen <3

rules: answer these 85 questions and tag 20 people (i wont tag anyone but feel free to do this)

— what was your last…

1. drink: water 2. phone call: my gf because I went home and wanted to know if we need some groceries 3. text message: to my best friend 4. song you listened to: “Wieder keine Zeit” by Feeling B cause my playlist decided its Feeling-B-time lmao 5. time you cried: last week because I m a melancholic lil shit

— have you ever…

6. dated someone twice: yes 7. kissed someone and regretted it: YES but I neither think nor talk about it 8. been cheated on: no 9. lost someone special: yes 10. been depressed: yes 11. gotten drunk and thrown up: yes but only ONE time and there is no need to happen again

— fave colours

12. BLUE in all its shades  13. black ( although its just a shade of light and not a real color #artistshit) 14. actually every color except for pure red (makes me aggressive af)

— in the last year have you…

15. made new friends: ye 16. fallen out of love: no 17. laughed until you cried: yes because of talking strange shit with my workmate  18. found out someone was talking about you: uh... not that I can remember 19. met someone who changed you: yes 20. found out who your friends are: yes and I’m glad everyone in my circle of friends is someone I can trust 21. kissed someone on your facebook friends list: yes

— general

22. how many of your facebook friends do you know irl: there is a bunch of irl friends

23. do you have any pets: yes my cutie of a black vampire cat!!! He lives at my grandparents home and his name is Tosker cause I’m a dumbass and thought Tosca is a male name lmao

24. do you want to change your name: nope

25. what did you do for your last birthday: celebrated it with my family (the same procedure as every year cause its the 23rd of december and in germany its one day before christmas)

26. what time did you wake up today: around 9:30 am

27. what were you doing at midnight last night: watching Scrubs

28. what is something you can’t wait for: /HYPE/ visiting Hamburg with my gurl <3 and SEE TILL LINDEMANN ON STAGE ASDFGHJKL

30. what are you listening to right now: B******** by Rrrrrrrrammstein

31. have you ever talked to a person named tom: yes

32. something that’s getting on your nerves: guests at work asking fucking dumbass questions

33. most visited website: Tumblr, dict.cc (my english is not the yellow from the egg lmfao - only germans will understand)

34. hair colour: brown with some lighter accents

35. long or short hair: short 

36. do you have a crush on someone: uuuuuuuuh mayyyyybeeeee its Till Lindemann atm maybe not WHO KNOWS /jazzy hands/

37. what do you like about yourself: my eyes and that I can kinda draw

38. want any piercings: yes

39. blood type: uh I have actually no clue

40. nicknames: Lou, Neo

41. relationship status: given to the most wonderful girl in the world @wiener-blut

42. sign: capricorn with fear of heights which is ridiculous for this kind of animal lol

43. pronouns: she/her

44. fave tv show: ehm like ... there are a few rlly good and I can’t decide... 

45. tattoos: one (the logo of one of my  fav bands (its NOT R+))  but there will be MORE even if I kinda “promised” my mum

46. right or left handed: right handed 47: ever had surgery: nope

48. piercings: earrings 49. sport: I used to play volleyball at school ... let’s talk about sth else

50. vacation: I LOVE to travel, sadly I don’t have money to do so

51. trainers: nope thats against my morals and my coolness /cough cough/

— more general

52. eating: DID I HEAR FOOD?! but only the good shit

53. drinking: uh mostly water and tea hehe /gets drrrunk on teeeeeaaaa/

54. i’m about to watch: /shrugs/

55. waiting for: my brain to be more creative and my inner fangirl to shut up about SATURDAY /E S C A L A T E S/

56. want: head bang but this will end up with some bad neck pain

57. get married: yes but only because of better conditions AND because I m a sucker for romantic stuff

58. career: uhhhh .... some cool pirate princess/prince

— which is better

59. hugs or kisses: both? both! both is good.

60. lips or eyes: eyes (eyecolors are the shit! and i’m kinda superstitious so i think one can learn much about a person through their eyes)

61. shorter or taller: i dont care actually, but taller lmao

62. older or younger: I like my men older but my women younger (my gf said so while she laughed her ass off)

63. nice arms or stomach: nice arms

64. hookup or relationships: relationships

65. troublemaker or hesitant: hesitant

— have you ever

66. kissed a stranger: no 67. drank hard liquor: yes 68. turned someone down: yep

69. sex on first date: nope

70: broken someone’s heart: no. (rare self-confidence breaks through)

71. had your heart broken: nah

72. been arrested: no

73. cried when someone died: yes, the day David Bowie died /cries/

74. fallen for a friend: /waves at my gf/

— do you believe in

75. yourself: only when I’ve talked long enough with myself to actually convince me

76. miracles: no

77. love at first sight: no

78. santa claus: yes /pouts/

79. angels: YEA

— misc

80. eye colour: blue-gray-ish

81. best friend’s name: Aljoscha <3

82. favourite movie: hmmm let me think about it for the next decades

83. favourite actor: it used to be Johnny Depp for a long time. now I’m not sure, but I still like him

84. favourite cartoon: does One Piece count as a cartoon?! (that was a big part of my teenage years)

85. favourite teacher’s name: my history advanced course tutor Frau Böhnisch (formerly Cieslak)

[touchylima]

i call this the reason why i'm happy for the rest of my life

y'all this my high touch experience from monsta x beautiful in berlin!!!!! LETS JUST START THIS BY SAYING HOW ARE THE ODDS THAT MY ULTIMATE BIAS IS ACTUALLY THE LAST IN LINE. i could concentrate on the other members(excluding shownu... i hate myself) before my attention got caught by my man. im super happy about that. now!!! hyungwon: oh wow. if anyone wasn't bothered it was hyungwon -- he was very relaxed and had quite the chill vibe around him. he smiled and said 'thank you' and he is very tall. im 174 and he was indeed quite a bit taller than me. very happy lisi --- he was very verY beautiful. he had blue contacts in and his face is absolutely mesmerizing. im still shocked changkyun: BOI. BE FINE - he wore glasses and he smiled at me very brightly. i said hi and he said 'hi, thank you so much for coming!' in absolutely perfect english (i love when he speaks english)-- he had his cute bunny smile and his hair looked so perfect i was in heaven minhyuk: THIS BOY I SWEAR TO GOD - i wasn't a minhyuk stan before. i loved that boy - of course i mean he's our moodmaker. but he never really caught my eye in visuals. i always thought he does look good ofc but never like - really pretty. i do see my mistake and i take everything back i ever said (or not) about this boy. he is one of the prettiest human beings i have EVER seen. i was honestly SHOCKED, HE LOOKED SO BEAUTIFUL. and he's also TALL AS HELL -- like hyungwon he was quite a bit taller than me, which is kinda rare in the kpop industry LOL he came real close to me and half bowed and said 'hi! thank you!' and high fived my hand and i smiled and said hi back and it was marvelous omg. kihyun: JESUS CHRIST. dont get mE STARTED. THIS MAN GOT ME GOOD--- he leaned forward so far i was afraid he's gonna hug me (who am i kidding i would've immediately grabbed him by the arms and smashed my face into his shoulder)--- and god. was he handsome. he just had this aura that made me very attracted to him. he had a smile on his lips too while he said hello and thank you. im very happy jooheon: alright. son. what are you doing. im supposed to stay loyal(which i will but y'know --- its jooheon) but how can i with this man in front of me. i was a secret jooheon stan since i discovered them a few years back, but i never acted on it. after he performed mirror with kihyun, i just saw that i can't do anything to stop this. im fucked lol straight on hooked around his pinky anyways, i was pretty shook from the concert and the impact mirror had on me, right? then, this boy comes and leans towards me, looks at me and after i said 'hi!!' he started smiling until his eyes disappeared, y'all know what im talking about im not crying you are who am i kidding i am crying bye he alsO kinda grasped my fingers? not completely but like, they laced a bit. i was super happy in that moment(even though i already felt bad because my best friend's ultimate is jooheon) shownu: i am. devastated. i can't remember anything about shownu. notHING. LISA HOW COULD YOU. all i can dimmly still see in the back of my mind are his broad shoulders andddd his height. he's also very tall --- and muscular. but that's sadly all i got for shownu im so mad at myself wonho: COMING TO THE DEVIL ITSELF. MY GOD. i'm glad i didn't collapse right in that moment --- HE IS SO HANDSOME!!!!!!!!!!!! his face is like - he looked like a GOD IM SO--- oh my GOD. he has very sharp eyes BUT THEY WERE SO SOFT TOO ---- and his eyecoLOR IS SO LIGHT??? like --- of lighT BROWNISH COLOR i was about to cry riGHT THEN AND THERE BU T since im a thirsty bitch i checked the baBE out OFC. very obvious as it seems-- since i had like two seconds i just swiftly looked from his thighs up to his torso and his arms(godly arms im still shaking) to finally look at his face TO FIND HIM GRINNING/LAUGHING AT ME. ALRIGHT HOSEOK. WHAT THE FCK. i just laughed and said 'hi!' and he said 'hiiii thanks for coming' and smiled brightly and very genuine. REMEMBER THIS ALL HAPPENED IN TWO SECONDS I BARELY HAD TIME TO EVEN PROGRESS WHAT HAPPENED the picture of my baby shin hoseok smiling at me with such a cute face will forever be burned into my head thOUGH. i'm so incredibly happy and i feel very lucky to have had this opportunity to see and meet my ultimate group, my ultimate bias, my favorite person on this planet --- what have i done to deserve this oh my. im very thankful - and i can't wait for them to come back here. i'm so proud of my boys - they've come so far. and they finally saw what an impact they have on international, right now especially talking about european, monbebe. im so soft - i wish them all the best, they deserve the first win, SOON AT THAT. i just want them to be happy and i want to destroy anything that makes them sad. i love them very much and i'll protect them at any costs!!!!!

[michailantonio]

i was tagged by @jacksbutland! Legit havent done one of these in agessss so thankssss for the tag!! <33

Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people

LAST:

1. Drink: water

2. Phone Call: my sister literally just called me whilst making this.. she wanted to know if we had poppadoms at home lol

3. Text message: to my sister about fantasy pl… we love football.

4. Song you listened to: m.A.A.d city by Kendrick Lamar

5. Time you cried: last night listening to some song :) (was a sad song but i love a good cry)

6. Dated someone twice: nahh dont think i’d ever go back to someone i once dated but who knows!

7. Kissed someone and regretted it: only once tbh which is good considering

8. Been cheated on: nah

9. Lost someone special: yeah

10. Been depressed: dont think so, feeling low perhaps but nothing long-term

11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: im never usually sick when I get drunk! although i was really ill when I was spiked in my first year at uni which was fucking horrible. I was lucky to get home.

LIST 3 FAVOURITE COLOURS

12-14. burgundy, dark green and navy blue

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU:

15. Made new friends: countless!

16. Fallen out of love: nahhh

17. Laughed until you cried: definitely

18. Found out someone was talking about you: probably

19. Met someone who changed you: in a way everyone has an impact but i dont think i’ve changed too much!

20. Found out who your friends are: i always knew

21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: a few

GENERAL:

22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: all of them!

23. Do you have any pets: yep! Got a loooovely black cat called Mac :D

24. Do you want to change your name: nope

25. What did you do for your last Birthday: I was working on my actual birthday but the day after i went to Brighton Pride which was incredible!!!

26. What time did you wake up: 6:25am

27. What were you doing at midnight last night: sleeping lmao

28. Name something you can’t wait for: to go to Cambodia this November to work as a volunteer at a children’s centre for 5 weeks! Ganna be amazing!

29. When was the last time you saw your mom: this morning!

30. What is the one thing you wish you could change in your life: I wish my relationship with my mum was better.. i wish i could tell her important personal things but i feel awks about it!

31. What are you listening to right now: erm nothing

32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: looooads

33. Something that is getting on your nerves: the world tbh

34. Most visited website: probs tumblr, fb and youtube

35. Elementary: I hardly remember it but primary school was fun!

36. High School: yep i went to secondary school and then college for 2 years (before uni)

37. College: just finished university… time to do something with my degree yikes lol

38. Haircolor: light/normal brown?

39. Long or short hair: loooong as i havent cut it in nearly a year… i need to do that/

40. Do you have a crush on someone: nope

41. What do you like about yourself: I like my sense of humour and outlook on life. Oh and my hair :)

42. Piercings: just the standard ears

43. Bloodtype: not a clue!

44. Nickname: some people call me Els or Ellie but I’m fine with Eleanor!

45. Relationship status: single

46. ??? if this is about my relationship status, im just living life tbh

47. Pronouns: she/her

48. Favorite TV Show: game of thrones probs.. its the only one i watch!

49. Tattoos: not yet! I want to get one of a Fox though because its the family name!

50. Right or left: im right handed

51. Surgery: i’ve had stitches but no major surgery

52. Piercing: ears

53. Sport: is life. whilst my favourite sport to watch is football, my fav sport to play is lacrosse! I honestly looooove it :D

54. ??? same tbh

55. Vacation: not been on one this year yet! but my best friend wants to go to benidorm (lol) with me next year for some bants

56. Pair of trainers: i have some…

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: love popcorn

58. Drinking: water

59. I’m about to: do nothing all evening other than eat

60. ??? yep

61. Waiting for: my summer job to finish so i can go back to doing fuck all

62. Want: to watch weekend football

63. Get married: not sure i want to, but definitely not yet

64. Career: well ive got a degree and now im a qualified OT sooo i better find a bloody job init

WHICH IS BETTER:

65. Hugs or kisses: both

66. Lips or eyes: well eyes can be really pretty but lips are pretty amazing too

67. Shorter or taller: im only 5′1 so practically everyone’s taller

68. Older or younger: probs older

69. ??? i know

70. Nice arms or nice stomach: arms. love a good bicep.

71. Sensitive or loud: both

72. Hook up or relationship: atm hook up.

73. Troublemaker or hesitant: neither

HAVE YOU EVER:

74. Kissed a stranger: many a time

75. Drank hard liquor: yes

76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: nahhh dont wear glasses!

77. Turned someone down: yes

78. Sex on the first date: ..not always intentionally but sometimes it just happens, nothing wrong with it. #dealwithit

79. Broken someones heart: hope not!

80. Had your heart broken: nope

81. Been arrested: nah

82. Cried when someone died: yes

83. Fallen for a friend: sadly yes but they never found out and im waaayyy over it so its cool!

DO YOU BELIEVE IN:

84. Yourself: YES. im my own cheerleader tbh

85. Miracles: nah

86. Love at first sight: not really

87. Santa Claus: no

88. Kiss in the first date: totally! doesnt have to happen but sure!

89. Angels: nope

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: Lauren. I’ve known her for 17 or so years (fuck that is long)

91. Eyecolor: to quote my bestfriend, my eyes are “the colour of the brown colouring pencil no one uses.” thanks lauren.

92. Favorite movie: fuck knows tbh! I have looooads!

i’m tagging @ander-herrera, @harryswinks, @jordanshenderson, @thiagosalcantaras, @tiny-red-dancer, @stevenbirnbaum, @lunarks, @jacksannie, @leivangel aaaand anyone else if you wanna!

[jerrysmithsexy12-blog]

Jerry :( I'm sad, something really depressing happened earlier and I need your help cheering me up.

ok please enjoy this. :)

JERRY X READER FANFIC

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Your name is (Your First Name) Bungalow Bill… and your the sexiest mother fucker on this street. every day your just so sexy that you have to cover all your mirrors. your orbs is (your eyecolor) and your strands are (your haircolor)

One day youre just taking a swim in the lake downtown. Just swimming all around in there with your pecs and swimming down and grabbing trouts in your bare hands. You hear a little something and you look around. You don’t see anything but then you keep looking… And. You see… someone drownding…

your legs go fast and your arms to fast and you swim to them. you pick their body up out of the water noting how buff it is… and ripped. Your blushing cause well you just think thats so handsome. you pull the man out of the water and hold him above. He coughs up water and blood and he looks at you with those big sexy marbles (eyes)

His wet brown lock curls and strands are on his head. “Hi thank you” he says handsomely, his voice like a speedrun of darksouls 2. “I’m Jerry… Jerry smith. thank you for rescuing me my prince…”

Your just so embarassed and you swuirm around. “Ahhh!!!! X_X 0mg Lol… anything for you bigboy… Glad i could help baby boy.” your so sweaty and your shoes are so small on your feet. You take off your shirt cause its so hot and reveal a tattoo of vegeta.

Jerry sees this and his eyes go blind of love. “Omg… I know you… Are you by any chance BungyChungyBill62 on ao3?!” he screams. “Yes” Uou say firmly back. “Oh my god i love your vegeta fanfics so much he is just so smexy am i right?!” he says. You smile proudly. “I agree.”

Papa J stands up and brushes off his shirt. “Well i should probably get going soon i have to go back home and cook dinner for my children” he holds up a fish that he caught in the water. “Those babys are gonna love this. Just kidding they hate all my meals and I’m alone”

You both chuckle and laugh at that funny joke!

You part ways and go back to your apartment where you sigh dreamily. Jerrey….. Oh he was so epic. but now that you have tasted perfection, what does life matter? you sit on your couch and play super monkey ball until you pass out at 6 am.

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The Next Morning

you wake up and take out your laptop and look at it. you have 3 new private messages. one is a continuation of your teen titans go roleplay thread. one is from your boss telling you that youre fired. and one… is from Jerry

“Hi (your name). Do you want to come camping with me this weekend, we have 6 pairs of hiking boots and there is only 5 of us in my family. I need to repay you for saving my life. Please respond. Love Jerry”

you fcking type “Yes” into the keyboard so good and you hit send. You are so excited you go to Walmart and you buy fishing line and bug spray and a whole canoe and you go home and knit yourself a sweater and it says “I LOVE JERRY” on it and you wear it.

-/——-

the next day

you hear honcking of a car outside and you go out there and see Jerry waving from his car. you take your suitcase and you go out there so fast and you see him. “Hi (name)? my family is so happy to see you are coming” he says. “guys this is the man who saved my life. ”

They are all playig magikarp jump and they dont say hi or look at you

“Haha well you know how it is” he says sexily. Everything about him is so tender and strong. “Hop in the trunk sorry we have no other room” he says and he gets out of the car and helps you into the trunk. You lay down in there and he kisses your forehead and closes it down and you just play your 3ds in there for a few hours

On the way there they stop and you get out cause you are all going in to get food on the way from McDonald’s. you step out and stretch and Jerry and you all go in.

You decide to talk to his family. “hi are you jerrys wife?” you say to Beth.“ unfortunately LOL” she says. Your so mad and angry. Beth goes to the counter. “uhhh can i get a. Fucking large Coke and 3 tomattos and a cookie and a salad and crotons and just a little Oreo mcflurry yes that will be all” she says. When she isnt looking you take her Coke and you put 10 salt packets into it.

Next you talk to morty he is just sitting at a table tying his shoes. “Hi morty jerrys son? I’ve heard so much about you” you say. Jerry didn’t tell you anything about him but also I forgot you have mind reading powers and you just know. morty looks up at you and he says “yeah” and he takes off his shoelaces and throws them in the garbage and takes off his shoes and throws them in the garbage cause he does not know how to tie them.

now youre talkig to summer. she is skyping with her boyfriend. “And so then they all shoot the ancient minister and his cape catches on fire and its fucking rob!!!!!Oh hold on one second. Hi what do you want” she says. “Oh hi summer just…… well just saying hi cause we are camping together. Are you having fun” “no” she says. “Ok well… maybe i have something for you…” you reach into your suitcase and just pull out a book. it says WARRIORS volume 1. you hand it to her. “try reading this bitch.” “Ok maybe i will bitch!!!!”

You walk up to their grabdpa Rick. “Hi Rick.” you say. “Dontever talk to me again” he says and he takes a real gun out of his pocket and shoots you

You wake up in the trunk of the car and walk back into McDonald’s. They are all eating their nuggets. “Ok there you are you died for a little bit there” they say. Jerry takes your hand. (your name) please come in the play place with me" he says. “Ok” you say and you both go in the McDonald’s play place and you have a fun time on the slide playing tag

When you are done you go back in the trunk and go to the campsite. When you get there you get out and breathe in the fresh air and 4 mosquitos. “Ahh… The fresh air” you say… “Boy do I love camping” you say and you take your suitcase and open it up and just chug one of those bottles of bug spray.

Jerry comes up to you. He has a headband that says JERRY RULES on it and he is wearing a shirt with Dwayne the rock Johnson smiling and giving a thumbs up. he is wearing very short shorts and sandles with socks and fingerless gloves and eyeshadow and blue lipstick. He winks at you. “Are you ready to have some fun” he says. You do a little dance. “Oppa gangnam style yes i am Jerry!” You are wearing skinny jeans, your I love Jerry sweater, a wolf hat because your fursona is a wolf, high heels, and a ripped vest with fake plastic crystals on the back.

You and jerry help set up the tent whole beth and summer just drink mountain dew and no one knows where rick and morty are. when you have finished setting up the tent there are 2 wasp nests in there and you are very scared. “Kyaaa…” you squeal and hide behind Jerry. “oh no need to fear (YOUR NAME HERE) they dont call me Jerry for a reason” he said. he Walks in there and just rips off the wasp nests in his bare hands and eats them and you see him grow slightly larger as he does. He turns to you and winks. You fall over and faint

When you wake up you are in the tent. it’s pretty dark out. you go outside and morty is on fire and everyone is roasting marshmallows on him. “oh hi (name) you sure sleep a lot and die a lot!” says Jerry and they all kek and laugh together. You blush in embarrassment. Jerry walks over to you handsomely. “Hi motherfucker do you want to take a walk and play pokemon go” he asks. You pull your phone out of your (your area of choice) “Yes” you say. both of you hold hands and start walking down the dark streets.

You can see illuminated from the fires that people are having. And also Jerry is giving off a faint glow. “Wow Jerry… you’re so beautiul tonight” you say bash fully. He smiles. “Yeah I know” he whispers. “Want to go somewhere cool?” he asks. “Yes” you say and dab.

Jerry and you go deep into the woods. “Jerry I csnt see anything” you say. “Oh one moment.” He grunts hard and focuses. Hundreds of fireflies come flying over to him and land on him and he is glowing now. You are amazed and crying. “Jerry I have to say something…” you say. “I’m in love with you!”

Jerry gasps and puts a hand up to his face and he swallows some fireflies accidentally. “Oh (your name)! I’m in love with you too!”

you both lean in… but then suddenly… a green portal opens behind you. some ricks come out and one of them pushes Jerry off a cliff and he dies. “Ahhhhhhh my beautiful Jerry!!! you… you mother fuckers will pay…” you say and flex hard. You start transforming into your beast form. Your hands get long and your ears get wolf ears. Your teeth become sharp and your eyes are glowing red and you are shacking. But before you can do anything a tranquilizer dart is shot into your back and you can’t see and you fall asleep.

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You wake up in a brightly colored room well its white. It’s space jail and you are in it and to your right is a big buff space man and he looks so mean and weird. “where am i…?” you moan and you look around. Then a tv comes down and a Rick is on the tv.

“Ok so we thought you were gonna be Beth lol” he says. “we didnt excepet jerry to be kissing some stranger in the woods but i guess thats just fucken jerry bitch!!!!! Anyways we cant let you go now cause we found a rare mineral in your body. in 2 days we will harvest it and you will die sorry.” and he hangs up

You collapse to the floor and start crying and bawling. Why does this happen to you? “Jerry…” you cry out. “I want your hot and sweet tender loins to come and hold me…”

“Oh really?” a voice says. You recognise that voice… Its Jerry. But he is not here! Then the alien to the left of you takes off its mask and it is Jerry. “Hi motherfucker” he says.

“OH JERRY!!!!!” you scream and run into his arms. “oh Jerry I thought you were DEAD!!!” you whisper loudly. and kiss his little eyelashes. “Oh I was. but I respawned then.” he says. “and now I’m gonna get you out of here bich!!!!”

He raises a hand above him and starts screaming. The entire prison you are locked in is turned into minecraft blocks. he absorbs them all and quickly crafts a spaceship for you to fly in. You both get in. “Hey you can’t do that what are you doing!!!!” Some ricks scream… But your flying just so much. And you go.

—–////–

You arrive back at the campground in the morning. you both step out. “Jerry what the fuck” says everyone at once. you are so glad to be back on earth.

Then Jerry collapsed onto the ground. “J… Jerry…? what’s wrong…?” you ask and get on your knees to feel his forehead. He is getting sick.

“I can’t survive this long without… Nutrients…” he whimpers. “I need the earth and wood and grass to survive im running out of time” he says his eyes fading away.

You grab some dirt and wood chips and put them in his mouth. he eats them. “yum… thank you…” he says softly. “But. I’m afraid it’s too late…”

His body goes limp.

“Ah Jerry…! No!!!!!!!!!” you scream and you put your lips to jerrys and Kiss him. He starts to glow and you are kissing and he rises up and he is glowing and he suddenly had a Beaitiful white suit on and he is alive.

“Oh (your name) you brought me back…! To life…!” he says and he hugs you. “thank you the power of LOVE saved me” he says crying. Your also crying. “Oh Jerry I love you so much you are so ripped and handsome and muscular and stronf and desirable and underrated and underappreciated…” you both embrace and kiss.

“Honey” says jery to Beth. “I think… I need to see someone else.”

“ok” says Beth. “we have been divorced for 3 years Jerry.”

“haha lol!” you all have a good laugh and slap your knees and you and Jerry are glowing and kissing and you both combine and melt into each other and fuse into one big buff man.

——- EPILOGUE ——–

You now enjoy your life as a fusion perfectly happy and married and you go around giving warrior cat books to people to get them hooked on warriors.

summer also is a cat now cause she loves them so much she asked Rick to turn her into one.

Beth is single and she is loving her life she is strong and goes on dates and she brings horses to life.

Morty hasnt worn shoes in 7 years. That’s ok though he is working on it.

Rick is exactly the same but he wears eyeliner now.

—– THE END ——

[xbooksandtea]

92 Question Tag

Tagged by @thespiritualmultinerd​ - thank you! :)

 THE LAST: 1. Drink: Water (boring, I know) 2. Phone call: I talked to my aunt about a job I'm applying for 3. Text message: "as far as faces can be considered hot", answering the question whether I thought a picture of Harley Quinn from the PS4 game was hot 4. Song you listened to: Carry on Wayward Son by Kansas - the Comic Con Version 5. Time you cried: I cry pretty often, but last time was probably while reading Magnus Chase Hammer of Thor. That's my new favourite book. Words cannot describe how much I love it.

HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: Yes, very big mistake if this is referring to dating the same person twice 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: Hmm... it depends on my mood actually whether I regret it or would do it again. Currently, I'm regretting it, but that could change within a few hours so it's not that big of a deal 8. Been cheated on: Several times 9. Lost someone special: My grandpa died last year. I also lost some close friends, they aren't dead but they kinda cut me off. 10. Been depressed: I am diagnosed with depression, so yeah 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: I only throw up after eating paprika. Funny is, I once ate paprika then drank and threw up. So basically yes, but I never threw up from drinking only alkohol.

LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12. Black 13. Purple 14. Orange

IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: I guess :) I'm also back in touch with a few old friends, which feels pretty amazing! 16. Fallen out of love: No 17. Laughed until you cried: Yes! :) 18. Found out someone was talking about you: Yeah but she always does that so *shrugs* I don't care anymore. 19. Met someone who changed you: I cut someone off who changed me in a negative way, does that count, too? 20. Found out who your friends are: No but they confirmed it (sorry for having to steal your answer here @thespiritualmultinerd) 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: Yes

GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: I have like 5 and I know every one of them 23. Do you have any pets: I had three guinea pigs once. Loved them. They passed away some time ago though. 24. Do you want to change your name: I never really thought about that, so no I guess?  25. What did you do for your last Birthday: Had a party with a few friends. I now have pink handcuffs and Draco's wand 26. What time did you wake up: around 9:50 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: Reading the Percy Jackson / Kane Chronicles Crossover 28. Name something you can’t wait for: Sophie and I going to London!! Also the next Magnus Chase book 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: Yesterday evening before I went upstairs 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: Get rid of my depression and/or make myself more motivated to do stuff somehow 31. What are you listening to right now: Nothing because Youtube won't load... *cries* 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: Surprisingly, no 33. Something that is getting on your nerves: An old classmate of mine I keep seeing when I go to the city 34. Most visited Website: tumblr

LAST QUESTIONS

35. Mole/s: I have many, but one is directly underneath my navel and kinda looks like a piercing

36. Mark/s: A burn scar on my left thumb where I was almost-fainting while straightening a cosplay with a hot iron, some up my tighs

37. Childhood dream: I always wanted to be an author, a dream that stayed with me until today

38. Haircolor: brownish black because I'm too lazy to re-dye it - my natural colour is a weird shade of brown

39. Long or short hair: short

40. Do you have a crush on someone: ALEX FIERRO FROM MAGNUS CHASE

41. What do you like about yourself: That I've grown to accept my appearance and became more positive about myself during the last few months

42. Piercings: One in each earlobe

43. Bloodtype: I don’t know

44. Nickname: Some people online call me Nico but most people just go by my real name

45. Relationship status: CRUSHING ON ALEX FIERRO but single.

46. Zodiac: Cancer

47. Pronouns: Hmmm... I'm okay with any pronouns, but I prefer she or he. I don't really care, just use what you feel most comfortable with

48. Favorite TV Show: Supernatural probably, but Merlin was amazing as well

49. Tattoos: I kinda want a small quote or something on my wrist or ankle

50. Right or left hand: Right

51. Surgery: Had one for hernia when I was younger, but I will have another one on Wednesday - for getting a tooth that doesn't seem to want to come out of the flesh into the right place. I'll be fully conscious while they cut my fucking jaw open. I'm scared for my life.

52. Hair dyed in different color: Black ^^

53. Sport: Riding but I generally don't like sports (I'm a couch potato)

55. Vacation (this year): London in a few weeks - I haven't been on vacation for years and I am pretty excited!

56. Pair of trainers: black fake Chucks

MORE GENERAL:

57. Eating: Pancakes and chocolate 58. Drinking: water, lemon soda, grapefruit-flavoured beer, vodka 59. I’m about to: Start writing a thing for a contest that is due this week... oops 61. Waiting for: Magnus Chase Ship of the Dead 62. Want: For Magnus Chase and Alex Fierro to hook the fuck up 63. Get married: Maybe... 64. Career: Author, hopefully

WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: Both! Can I have both please? 66. Lips or eyes: Eyes :) 67. Shorter or taller: Shorter 68. Older or younger: Younger 70. Nice arms or nice stomach: Arms 71. Sensitive or loud: Depends on the situation and my mood! :) 72. Hook up or relationship: Hmm, that depends on my mood as well 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: Hesitant because I like to stay out of trouble

HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: No but wanted to, especially when I'm drunk 75. Drank hard liquor: Yup yup 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: I only use contact lenses for cosplay and I don't have glasses, so no 77. Turned someone down: No because nobody is ever into me 78. Sex in the first date: Nope, only made out (we've known each other for a few years though so that's fine) 79. Broken someone’s heart: I don't think so...? 80. Had your heart broken: Yeah 81. Been arrested: Nope 82. Cried when someone died: I cry everytime someone close to me dies 83. Fallen for a friend: Questioning

DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: Sometimes 85. Miracles: Tough one... I sometimes hope for miracles, but I don't think I really believe in them 86. Love at first sight: I believe in attraction at first sight or bond at first meeting, but love is something that needs to grow over time for me 87. Santa Claus: ... *cries* 88. Kiss on the first date: Sure why not 89. Angels: No, but I wouldn't mind if the Supernatural angels existed

OTHER:

90. Current best friends name: "Current" sounds so harsh... Sophie, she's been by my side for many years and I hope she stays there for many more 91. Eyecolor: Brown, sometimes green depending on the light, sometimes honey-coloured. I like them. 92. Favorite movie: HARRY POTTER

tagging: @many-fandoms-many-tears, @jdragon122, @kreativ-phase, @meetmeatgrimmauldplace, @magicalmischel, @sammy-spirit-winchester