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moodymisty · 1 month ago

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Author's Note: hi

Relationships: Perturabo/Fem!Reader

Warnings: NSFW, Sex machines, Overstim, I guess you could consider dubcon if you squinted, Oral (male receiving), Cum on face, brief mention of squirting

Unlike Perturabo, who at some point will tire, or more realistically grow bored, this accursed creation of his is unyielding.

It's will is truly iron clad, because it has no will at all; Only circuits and wires.

Perturabo watches of course, evaluating.

This is all just some sort of analysis for him. The newest of his torture devices- you've insisted on calling them that despite the fact that for all intents and purposes, they've provided enough sexual satisfaction for days on end at the cost of your sanity- must live up to the impossibly lofty exceptions he has set for himself. Even if it's not a machine of war, not a tank or an anti-air gun, he still treats his work with an unfathomable amount of rigor and discipline. He accepts no less than perfection.

He's not going to slack and make something subpar, even if it is just something to make his wife lose control of herself and soak his spare workbench.

He's jerked himself off in his desk chair a few times already, though he swiftly realized it was inconvenient to get up over and over again to cum on your face; He wasn't going to just waste it. He's fucked your mouth, silencing your cries and pleas and making your throat burn more. The vibrating sound of your sobbing teased the thick head of his cock and threatened to make his head loll back as he stood in front of you.

You feel like a sloppy mess. Not that you have any control over it. You're done when he says you're done. Or you pass out. Right now it seems the ladder is the more possible option, though you've passed out before during evaluations of his machines, and oftentimes he lets them continue until you return to consciousness.

The wood of the table is harsh against your knees; It was against your forearms as well, but you've since fallen resting on your cheek. The metal digs into your wrists and ankles, biting your skin. Your body is too tired to do much more than just lie there pliantly as tears stream down your face.

You've lost count of the amount of climaxes, both from your brain turning to mush between your ears and the fact that they've by and large stopped- now it's just a nonstop string of near painful sensation that overwhelms you at the precipice of too much. Your cunt clenches around nothing, hips twitching uncontrollably, clit bullied and quivering. Each vibration feels like it's going up your spine and directly into your brain. You swear there's stars in your eyes.

It presses against your cunt just hard enough that you can't wiggle away from it no matter how much you move, your hips gyrating around trying to find a spot of reprieve even if for just a moment.

You found one briefly for a moment awhile ago, and once Perturabo realized he stood up, cock still in hand, and adjusted it to take your solace away. You'd caterwauled at the sudden return of the overwhelming sensation directly on your clit, and you're sure every Iron Warrior on this side of the base could hear your profuse sobbing.

You already have trouble looking them in the eye.

He's turned down the power a bit since, though the amount of time you've spent tied up like this makes even the softest sensation feel like a punch to your aching gut the jolts down to your groin. Sometimes he briefly turns it back up for a moment, if only to briefly listen to you squeal and thrash, the metal of the restraints clanging.

The pleasure he gets from this is clearly worth the hours he spends building these contraptions. He has so many, each torments you a different way and he's more than receptive to tinkering with them if they fail to impress on the first go around.

Sometimes you wonder if watching you get fucked by his creations is more pleasurable to him than fucking you himself.

Perhaps so, though you also know it's not often he gets to build things that are outside of his legion's usage, and you suppose he enjoys the deviation. Even if it's at your expense.

The room filled with nothing but the sound of your sopping wet and puffy cunt getting vibrated to oblivion and the hapless defeated groans you let out, Perturabo finally gets up and walks towards you.

He turns the accursed thing off, unlocking your wrists before gently grabbing your jaw and tilting your head sharply up to look at him in the eyes. His grip is gentle, but forceful.

"Now go get dressed up. Some of the other primarchs will be at dinner."

Spit dribbles down your chin, your hair a mess from writhing. You're still shaking and your heart hammers in your rib cage, body aching from hours of tensing. Your thighs are sticky and wet from your own release and sweat. You look up at him agape and stupid, eyes struggling to focus, your forearms and knees sticking to the table, and all you can let out with your raspy, scream scarred voice is a dumb sounding:

"...What?"

#perturabo x reader #primarch x reader #warhammer 40k x reader #reader insert #reader #mywriting

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spirit-lanterns · 3 months ago

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*slams the door* Alpha Seele! Alpha Siobhan! Alpha Asta! Let me hear your thoughts on these girlies! They're so forgotten that they're not even underwater!!! They're swimming in the molten core of a planet!!!

Sure thing! Cooking up some Alpha headcanons for the underrated girlies as we speak! It took me a while to think of some unique headcanons for them as I honestly don’t think about them often, but hopefully after this post they start gaining more recognition! :D

NSFW under the cut (men and minors dni)

ALPHA SEELE HEADCANONS:

- Smells like leather with a hint of smokiness as her scent.

- Very, very possessive over you as an alpha. While most alphas in general are possessive by default, Seele takes it to the next level by scenting you before you leave the house every morning. Part of your morning routine is just Seele pulling you against her and spending a good three minutes rubbing herself on you so you smell strongly of her to avoid any desperate alphas.

- Seele’s knot is a bit on the smaller side. Despite this, it can take a while for her knot to go down so you’d spend a good twenty minutes or so just connected to her since her knot refuses to deflate. (Angry smol knot lol)

- Seele wants to eventually have pups with you as she’s always wanted to start a family! Though she believes that now is not the time as her job is a little dangerous, the idea of breeding you with her pups is always swimming around her mind. (Sometimes she gets random boners at work at the thought…)

- She may be short, but she is an alpha who’s ready to throw hands for her mate anytime. It doesn’t matter what the context is, if she sees that you’re being harassed, she will fight anyone to guarantee your safety! (Smol angry alpha)

- Bred you in an alleyway once because she couldn’t wait to get home. Had to use her coat as a makeshift bed so that her sweet omega had a soft place to lay down <3

ALPHA SIOBHAN HEADCANONS

- Smells like a lime margarita. Very fruity, but also with that hint of alcohol that hits you in the back of your nose.

- A very popular alpha with the omegas. It is common to see her flocked by a swarm of thirsty omegas, but Siobhan pays no mind to them as she only desires you. Many omegas are often disappointed with they find out she has been claimed by you already, but Siobhan doesn’t care; she’s just happy you chose her out of all the alphas in Penacony.

- Not very possessive actually! She is a very chill and friendly alpha who doesn’t get too jealous. She trusts you to be out on her own, but she will get protective if she sees someone harassing you. I don’t see Siobhan as the type to resort to violence (she is a level-headed alpha that likes to negotiate) but she will punch someone square in the nose if she sees you are clearly uncomfortable.

- Has nutted in you on her bar table before. When it was closing time and Siobhan saw you coming in to pick her up, she just couldn’t resist and had to have her way with you right there on the bar. (Btw, if you two have pups they were 100% conceived on that bar too)

- She likes to leave hidden love bites on your neck as a subtle way to show ownership. No one really notices them thanks to your shirt, but they sure can smell it.

- Average sized knot.

ALPHA ASTA HEADCANONS

- Smells like a pink grapefruit. Very citrusy with hints of a bitter undertone.

- Asta is an alpha who loves to spoil. She is a firm believer that she should be a provider to her omega, so she will oftentimes come home with gifts, food, anything she thinks you would enjoy so that you would be spoiled!

- Average sized knot that takes a decent amount of time to go down. At most, it usually takes about 12-15 minutes, so by then Asta is ready to go to pound town with you once more.

- One time she had her rut while at work, so she had to FaceTime you to see your face while she quickly rubbed one out. It didn’t work however, so she left work early to go see you in person to deal with it, and by the time she got home you had to deal with an angry red cock lol

- A very gentle alpha, but also very kinky. She does not mind if you use toys to get yourself off, as she has her own toy collection herself. (It’s very lavish and big, an entire walk in closet dedicated to sex toys)

- Wants you to wear a fancy collar with her name on it at all times. She’s gentle, but she’s also a bit of a dominatrix as she oftentimes calls you her “puppy girl” and treats you like one. Especially if you are in heat.

#🕯️ghost post #omegaverse au #seele smut #siobhan smut #asta smut #hsr seele smut #hsr siobhan smut #hsr asta smut

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partycatty · 7 months ago

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i’m cranking these out like it’s a full time job

can we get some fluff w johnny where we steal his shirt and he just finds it’s the cutest thing how we practically drown in it

love youuu 💙💙

hehe i wuv him sm

johnny cage > rain

notes: i may not be a skinny queen but swimming in one of his shirts would actually cure me of all ailments forever,.,.., WHY ISNT HE REAL!!!!!!!!! @spacepl4ant

[ masterlist ]

• you and johnny had grown attached since meeting at wu shi academy. sure, you knew about his existence because he's a celebrity, but you had gotten to know johnny as a person as well as his screen persona... not that there was much of a difference.

• regardless, tuesdays were "train til you drop" days, oftentimes fighting or practicing routines for literal hours until you couldn't feel your limbs. everyone dreaded it but knew deep down it was necessary. this particular tuesday just so happened to be raining like crazy.

• you and the boys sparred and swung attacks at each other until the sun set, everyone drenched in sweat and rainwater. you all sat underneath a dense tree. kung lao shook the water from his hair, raiden was wringing out his shirt, kenshi didn't seem to mind too much and johnny was... well, using the rainwater as some kind of strange gel as he slicked his hair back.

• "talk about training your ass off," he groans, stretching his arms. "i can't feel a single part of me." you jab his side, making him whine and swat at you.

• "you complain too much," you wring your hair out onto the grass. "that being said, i'm cold and hungry and tired and i wanna go back to the dorms so i can change."

• "i like your thinking," johnny waves off the group and the two of you skip down the gravel path to the students' sleeping quarters, where your separated but loosely divided rooms held what little items you were allowed to bring with you. it was a common practice to walk around campus together, sometimes even arm in arm as you playfully waltzed down the paths. the other boys gave you a lot of trouble for it, whining about the married couple you pretend to be. neither of you stood up to defend yourselves. if anything, johnny found it a nice idea.

• in truth, you drove him wild. he just split from his ex-wife, someone that wanted to place roots down and slow down in life. but you, you were spontaneous, fun loving, and an absolute firecracker. you set his heart going, and he couldn't help but harbor a little crush on you. he couldn't tell you that, not now anyway, with the tournament coming up he knew better than to put an extra weight on you.

• "earth to superstar—" you groan, waving your hand in his face and shaking him of his thoughts. he hadn't even noticed the two of you were already at your sleeping place, and how you're now half dressed in your undershirt and shorts. "just checked my stuff. i don't have anything clean or decent. guess i'll just be soggy for dinner."

• johnny can't seem to focus when you're in a damp tank top. "bummer."

• you frown. "this is when you offer one of yours."

• his eyes are distant. "my what?"

• "jesus, cage, what's gotten into you?" you playfully punch at his chest, which does little to affect his stance, and slide the door open to his own bed arrangement. bending over and shuffling through his obnoxiously nice luggage bags, you find one of his dress shirts. it's a fiery red with small flame patterns.

• "i didn't say you could go through my stuff," he warns you in a teasing tone, head hovering over your shoulder. "you might find something you won't like in there."

• "please," you puff as you flick the shirt of its wrinkles. "i've seen a few rose toys in my day." he chuckled, turning away for a moment.

• he gives you the decency to change by staring into the corner, shamefully dreaming of what you may look like without anything on. he shakes the thought violently as you let out a sigh of contention with the shirt.

• "i get that you're a big guy, but lord," you mutter, tugging and shifting the shirt on your body. "you're bigger than i thought."

• "that's what sh—" johnny turns around with a smirk that quickly drops to the floor. you were wiggling about trying to make the shirt look like your own, but johnny was just so pleased with how it sat on you as it was. his shoulders were broader, leaving the shirt to swim around your own and expose a good deal of your collarbone. his waist was small, giving you some grace by hugging your hips almost as if it was your own top. in that split moment, johnny ponders if the "you're so hot i got a nosebleed" trope was real, wiping the bottom of his nose.

• "suits you," he pulls himself together abruptly with his award-winning grin, patting your shoulder and careful to avoid making contact with your skin, as badly as he wanted to feel your warmth. "after all this, come by my place and i'll get your own wardrobe after my style, how's that?"

• you scoff with your hands on your hips, shifting your weight to one leg. johnny fights the physical stutter at your chest creeping out of the top. "mister playboy here giving out charities to us poor folk. you don't have to do that, really."

• his voice is deadly serious. "i want to."

• "you're an odd one," you point a finger, sitting onto his bed with crossed legs. you fall silent observing his thousand yard stare, how glassy his gaze seems to be when it falls on you. "why do you look at me like that?"

• "like what?" his mouth is dry, eyes fixated on yours.

• "like you wanna kiss me all the damn time," your answer is teasing, not entirely serious but you don't miss the twitch in his lip at your statement.

• "and if i do?" he's testing the waters, something about you in his clothes is making him more bold than he swore to be.

• his answer makes your heart flutter, not expecting a direct comment like that. it changed the air of the room, and you suddenly feel a little more suffocated and insecure under his analytical stare. "why don't you?"

• "because i'm worried i'll want more. you look great in my clothes, by the way."

#mortal kombat #mortal kombat x reader #johnny cage #mk1 #johnny cage x reader

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deception-united · 5 months ago

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Hello! I really like your blog because it has helped me give more shape to my stories, however, it is too difficult for me to make fight scenes: from the movements to describing it so that readers know what action the character is doing.

So do you have any advice for this disgraced soul on how to write an action and/or fight scene?

Hi, thanks for asking! I do have a couple posts about fight scenes and how to make them realistic, but here are a few more tips you might find helpful.

Purpose:

Before you dive in, make sure the fight scene helps advance the plot or reveal information, instead of adding it in just for the sake of excitement or change of pace. Use it to showcase the strengths, weaknesses, motivations, and growth of the characters involved. Once you have this down, you can move on to actually plotting the scene itself.

Setting:

Before you start writing the scene, try to visualise where it's taking place and be clear about it. Oftentimes when I'm reading a novel or fic, one character will throw a punch and the other will trip over a wire I didn't know was there, cause I thought this was happening in a forest clearing. Walk through it in your mind—know the layout of wherever they're at, any objects they have near them (that could be used as weapons or to defend themselves. Remember that), and the positions of the characters themselves to avoid confusion for the reader and to make it all more immersive.

Characters:

Keep in mind the skills, weapons, motivations, and experience of each of the characters involved. This will make sure the scene is realistic and aligns with the rest of the story—a petite little girl taking down three large men single-handedly is impressive, okay, but it's probably not going to happen. Unless there's some reason behind it which is explained in the story, in which case I'm all for it. In any case, take their fighting abilities into account so it lines up with their established background and training, if they had any.

Describe actions:

When describing the characters' movements and actions, replace any terse verb with description. For example, in a fight between characters A and B, rather than "A punched B", dissect the action and describe it and its effect: "A's fist connected with B's jaw, sending them stumbling back." This can make the difference between a dry play-by-play and a fight scene that keeps readers engaged.

Describe sensations:

Incorporating sounds, sights, feelings, the thoughts racing through the character's brain, and other sensations like this can really serve to elevate the scene—describe the clash of steel on steel, the racing heart, muscles burning with fatigue, the sight of blood gushing, all of that. Limiting it to just who did what will make the scene fall flat.

Hope this helped! Happy writing ❤

#ask #writeblr #writing #writing tips #writing advice #writing help #writing resources #creative writing #fight scenes #deception-united

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anton-luvr · 1 year ago

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Heyyy can I request “riize with a s/o that is 6’ or taller” for all of us tall people other here💔

# WHEN YOU'RE 6' OR TALLER ; 7riize.

⚝ bf!riize x gn!reader | fluff | bf au ⚝ note ; this was kinda funny,, thanks for req anon! also i hope this wasn't offensive in any way... pls correct me if it was ! :)

# SHOTARO. - he loooves that you're taller than him, even though you're literally only 5cm taller than him. the babygirl in him feels safe because of your height, and he loves dramatically clasping his hands together and gasping "oh no! i can't reach this shelf! who could possibly help me?" before batting his eyelashes at you. he's so silly!!

# EUNSEOK. - he wasn't used to the fact that you were taller than him at first, but he's used to it now. it makes him chuckle sometimes when he has to tilt his head up to talk to you, oftentimes pretending that he's getting a sore neck from looking up. just whack him (affectionately) and he'll stop :3

# SUNGCHAN. - he finds it so cute that the both of you are the same height!! it's so much easier for him to kiss you, not needing to stoop down or get on his tiptoes to reach your soft lips. and even though you're both the same height, he still saves your contact as 'my burj khalifa' because why not <3

# WONBIN. - he honestly doesn't care. to him, height is just a set of numbers. that's all it is to him. like okay, you're taller than him. so??? what matters more to him is that you're his - his to hold, his to care, and his to love. he loves you for who you are on the inside, and he'll always love you regardless of your physical appearance :(

# SEUNGHAN. - he's always so worried, because what if you hit your head on the doorframes?? what if you hit your head on the roof of the train on your way home??? what if you're too tall to get into your apartment???? gets a bit carried away with his silly thinking, and you have to kiss him to remind him that you're not that tall, and even if you were, you'd survive.

# SOHEE. - he loves how tall you are. there's more of you to cuddle with in bed, he loves getting on his tippy toes to kiss you, and it's so much easier for you to reach for things on the upper shelf compared to him. gone are the days of him needing to balance himself on the countertop to reach for something, because he has you to do it for him now <3 probably finds it kinda hot too LOL

# ANTON. - he's still taller than you, so in his eyes, you're still tiny :p you have to lightly punch him in the arm to stop him from calling you a dwarf, making him seal the promise with a sweet kiss. but when he starts calling you a giraffe afterwards, you'll have to start punching him again.

taglist: @wonbons @mxlly143 @keehobaldboy @shawyle @yenart @lycheecheeseyogurt

#sarah's 400 ! ☆#riize #riize fics #riize fluff #riize drabbles #riize imagines #riize scenarios #riize reactions #riize anton #riize sohee #riize seunghan #riize wonbin #riize eunseok #riize sungchan #riize shotaro #riize x reader

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sagethegremlin · 22 days ago

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saltpep to me is very tragic because throughout the show, we never really see pepper express herself that much. whenever she's doing something with salt, you can constantly see that after she says something, she'll look to salt for approval (for a really good example of this id rec watching fans fantastic features 4), and oftentimes when she's saying something, she's speaking in tandem with salt. in ii16, when she says "salt, i'm latching on!" salt is passive aggressive and dismisses her, and you can see how ashamed pepper is of herself. i could imagine things like this happen often. the most expressive we ever see pepper is in s2e12, when after only interacting with salt for what is presumed to be many years, finally gets so fed up she punches her in the face, presumably killing her (but even then, all of her actions are still revolving around salt). but in the normal timeline of the show, she never gets the chance to get that fed up with her (one very important thing id like to point out is that in the alternate timeline, its very interesting that we dont see oj there at ALL, and i really think thats the difference between alternate pepper and our current pepper), and even in ii18 when salt interrupts oj and paper, pepper finds the need to make excuses for salt, dragging her away. keep in mind that before that moment, the last moment we saw salt and pepper together was salt being passive aggressive to her. pepper has NO REASON to be like this to salt right now, but that's her best friend, her whole WORLD

and that's where the whole saltpep element of it comes into play. through spending so much time with salt, pepper has been conditioned to always do whatever she wants, and doesn't ever have the chance to express herself. i think if pepper ever realized she had feelings for salt, it would be absolutely devastating. not only is there that classic lesbian agony of being in love with your best friend but not wanting to ruin the relationship, but on top of that she knows that salt loves oj, regardless of how many times everyone has tried to discourage her. pepper would never be able to see herself as someone who is worthy of salts love. she isn't a millionaire, she isn't successful, she's just salt's sidekick (and she isn't a man, if we want to play into that aspect of it). so there's her having to constantly compare herself to oj, and then there's also the way she never gets to express herself. her knowing her place as a compliment to salt would make it impossible for her to ever speak up about her feelings. she does whatever salt does, and feelings for salt would be something she knows is uniquely her own. it doesn't matter if they would be perfect together, everything she's been through and everything she's used to would never let her be able to take that leap

#WHOOPS i listened to my love mine all mine a few too many times and thought too hard about pepper and this happened #ive been struggling really hard lately trying to write a saltpep fic and i think this is why i really needed to type this all out #oh pepper how i love you so youre so tragic to me #saltpep #inanimate insanity #ii salt #ii pepper

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wing-ed-thing · 1 year ago

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Chaotic Best Friend Headcanons with Hidan

Tags/Warnings: No Reader Pronouns, Canon-Typical Themes and Violence, Partying, Mutual Physical Violence, Name Calling (bitch/asshole/bastard)

𓆃 It quite literally doesn't matter how many brain cells you have on your own. It doesn't even matter if you have a completely different demeanor to Hidan.

𓆃 When you're together, you pass one (1) brain cell back and forth, and the base of your friendship is mutually doing stupid shit together.

𓆃 Hidan will suggest ditching an Akatsuki meeting while someone's mid-monologue, and all it takes for him to start heading toward the door is a nod and a shrug from you.

𓆃 You're constantly dip from places without warning. It's become common knowledge to keep an eye on you, but then again, if someone's keeping an eye on the both of you, it'll only encourage more of your antics.

𓆃 You're constantly hitting each other, or at least trying to. If Hidan says something stupid, it's within the nature of your friendship that you just slap him. Punch him if it's really stupid.

𓆃 He's not afraid to break out the weaponry if you're having a serious fued. All kinds of injuries are fair game.

𓆃 But no matter how heated your argument gets, they never last for long. You're making up pretending nothing happened almost an hour later, if that.

𓆃 If anything, you'll talk about the injuries you gave each other in a half-complaint and half with admiration.

𓆃 You're almost never separated, and the time you spend together is usually spent playing made-up games with obscure rules.

𓆃 One of these games, most commonly played on missions, includes the highest kill count per outing which includes bonus points based on where the kill shot landed.

𓆃 This game has been outright banned by the leadership, because oftentimes to even the score, you make kills that are outside of the target demographic.

𓆃 Not to mention how at least Hidan tends to call out his points loudly.

𓆃 He oftentimes needs his calculations corrected, and will turn combative when you imply that his numbers are lower than they actually are.

𓆃 It's likely that you'll end up engaging in combat with each other until you inevitably realize that your catch got away. Then, it's an even more insufferable game of chasing the same target.

𓆃 The survivor will meet their end while you're fighting over them.

𓆃 You'll also bicker constantly over information, whether it's right, and what the details are. Doing tasks together is almost impossible given how often Hidan misunderstands basic information.

𓆃 But for as much as you fight with each other, no one should dare fuck with either of you and expect to survive.

𓆃 Sure, Hidan can call you an asshole and a bitch, but if that random guy at the bar dares call you names, Hidan isn't wasting any time making a killing blow.

𓆃 "Hey! I'm the only bastard who can call that asshole a bitch!"

𓆃 Hidan's also down to roll with whatever idea you ever have. If you want to go burn a whole village down because your date stood you up, Hidan is picking himself off the couch and grabbing his cloak because, "What else is he going to do?"

𓆃 He's also 100% ride or die and willing to go along with the longest plans if it means fun. 3 day bender? Hidan's not doing anything else.

𓆃 Don't want to go to the club alone? Hidan already knows the bartender and can get you free drinks.

𓆃 Want to make your ex jealous and pretend you have a new boyfriend, Hidan is down for a photoshoot.

𓆃 He can be a little too ride or die. He's bound to get arrested at some point for picking fights, but it's undeniable that he makes plenty of exceptions for you and your word.

Thank you to all who liked, reblogged, followed, and supported. Your support means so much and is greatly appreciated.

Notes: The soundtrack for theses headcanons is "Aliyah's Interlude - IT GIRL" on repeat. I had to find this song to write these headcanons to and I set it on loop until I was done.

#Hidan x reader #naruto x reader #akatsuki x reader #hidan #hidan akatsuki #hidan naruto #akatsuki #naruto x you #naruto x y/n #naruto headcanons #naruto headcanon #reader insert #naruto #x you #x reader

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blues824 · 2 years ago

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Brothers react to an MC who was adopted and raised by demons(one of the things MC’s foster parents drilled into their head is you don’t take shit from other demons see the reference?)

I definitely do see the reference! I decided to do this where gender-neutral human reader is adopted, but has the same personality as Charlie.

Lucifer

You were a big ball of sunshine that he honestly didn’t mind having around the house. It’s a nice contrast to the usual negativity that was the House of Lamentation. However, for being raised by demons, you were very naive and ignorant. Not to worry, as it only gives him an excuse to be by your side as often as you can.

However, you don’t let anyone walk all over you. You have thrown hands with Mammon for insulting you, and Lucifer has seen you. You might be dressed well, and you might be human, but you can definitely pack a punch.

Another thing he found out was that you were a very theatrical person, which was a strange thing to learn about you. He often finds you doing your chores while either humming or dancing, and it brings him a strange sense of comfort. He often sneaks up behind you to wrap his arms around your torso and place a kiss on your cheek to greet you.

Whenever he’s been working all day, you often show great concern and bring him some tea and snacks so he would have at least eaten something. Then, you will take some of the paperwork and start filling it out. Because of your hard work, he will often take you out to Ristorante Six on a date.

Mammon

Would have never guessed until he had actually met your parents. After all, it was wise of them to visit you to see how you were holding up in the HoL. But you were so freaking positive, which was very uncommon for people who were surrounded by demons. By the way, he thinks your parents are intimidating as hell.

He remembers one time where you were super stressed and he called you ‘human’ in an unintentionally condescending way, and you threw hands. You were super freaking strong for a human, and he is struggling worse than when he struggles with Lucifer.

When he found out you were very theatrical, he was trying so hard not to burst out laughing. He saw you dancing in your room, and he was basically waiting for you to notice him in the doorframe. He would never tell you this, but he thought you were absolutely adorable with how ignorant you were to his presence.

So, he often takes up jobs to get money, as one typically does. He has been in multiple modeling gigs, and oftentimes they are back-to-back. You are worried that he will over-exert himself, so you often accompany him to the modeling agencies so that you can support him in what he’s doing. It makes all the difference for him.

Leviathan

You remind him of one of the protagonists from I Want to Start a Hotel So That Demons Have a Chance to Change And Be Redeemed. You were positive, naive, and joyful. He thought you were a total normie until you told him that you were adopted and raised by demons even though you were human.

There was one time where Mammon had called you ‘human’ and you weren’t gonna let it slide. You shoved all of your belongings into Levi’s arms as you threw some hands that the second eldest couldn’t catch. The third eldest would have recorded it had he not been scared you would punch him too if he put down your items.

He can get very theatrical too, and if he hears you singing to a show intro that he knows and loves, he will sing it with you. We all know that this man loves karaoke, and when he’s with you he has all the confidence in the world.

If he ever gets in an antisocial mood and won’t come out, you often replenish his snacks and make sure that he gets an adequate amount of sleep because you don’t like seeing him unwell. These simple acts of kindness and love mean so much to him, you don’t even know. So, in the meantime, just admire the blush that’s all over his face.

Satan

Being naive in the Devildom was a very bad thing that he found absolutely adorable, so don’t mind him as he sticks close whenever you go out. One time, you told him about how you were adopted by demons and knew your way around, and he was surprised and kept that in mind.

However, you were not a pushover. Mammon (again) called you ‘human’, implying that you were weak, and so you decided to show him how weak you really are. Satan tried to pull you off, but you kicked him where the sun doesn’t shine and went back to biting the second eldest’s arm.

I don’t think he’s very theatrical, but he doesn’t mind humming a little tune every now and then. For instance, if he’s dusting his tall shelves with you, he will start humming a song that you know so you can sing along to it. Oftentimes, you don’t finish cleaning since you both are dancing with one another.

Sometimes, Satan doesn’t know when to catch a break and it can often lead to him getting angry. You try your best to calm him down (much like Charlie does with Vaggie in the show), but it doesn’t always work. So, you bring him tea and leave him alone unless he tells you to stay.

Asmodeus

There was no way you were human because you were immune to his charm, or so he thought. Come to find out that you were human but adopted by demon parents, and everything started to make sense. If your parents were wise, they probably placed some sort of spell so you wouldn’t be deceived. No matter, since he would never do that!

But, even though it seemed like it at first, you were not easily insulted without consequences. Mammon called you ‘human’ in a condescending way, and Asmo watched as you lunged for his older brother’s throat. He had no idea that you were so violent, but he had to admit that he was definitely turned on.

Asmodeus can be very theatrical, so you both go hand-in-hand whenever you enter the world of nonsense that you two have created. You would think everyday is a Disney movie with him being the princess and you being the prince.

Unfortunately, there are lows in the relationship. Sometimes, Asmo doesn’t feel beautiful on the inside, and you’re there to hold up the mirror and tell him all the things you appreciate about him while holding up a mirror. When he starts feeling better, he will shower your face in kisses of appreciation and gratitude.

Beelzebub

He finds it cool that you already knew about the Devildom and even hell because of your adoptive parents. But, because your head was often not grasping the reality of any given situation and only seeing the possibilities of what could happen, he sticks close so he can be sure that you don’t get hurt.

The first time he saw you fight was when Mammon had called you ‘human’. Well, Beel could have been convinced that you did heavy lifting or something with how you picked his second oldest brother up and threw him like he was a rubber ball in dodgeball and you were one of the athletic kids.

Beel is not theatrical at all, but he will stare at you with a lovestruck gaze if you are humming while making him food. Better yet, if you’re cooking together, he will quietly put the utensils he’s holding down to come up behind you and wrap his arms around you.

But, there are times where he feels guilty for eating so much. So, when you see him trying to restrict himself, you always make extra food so he can have some more. You understand that it’s not his fault and that he’s a genuinely good person, and that’s what he appreciates.

Belphegor

Honestly, he wonders why the hell demon parents would adopt a human child. But then he really gets to know you (and attempts to kill you, more on that later), and he sees that not all humans are bad. You were even a bit naive, and you were really breaking the stereotype that he had formed.

Now, speaking of attempting to kill you, it was only an attempt because you were ready to fight for your life. You may be human, but you knew how to roll up your sleeves and throw hands so hard that cartoonish dust clouds rise up with arms and legs sticking out of the big dust ball.

He’s also not theatrical, and at first found the whole dancing and singing thing totally annoying. But, if you were to hum to him as he was trying to go to sleep, he would be willing to see past the overly happy side of you.

There are multiple times where he feels major guilt for trying to kill you. No matter how many times you say you forgive him, he will never forgive himself. All you can do is offer him comfort as much as possible to show him that you’re not scared of him.

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stsumugi11037 · 5 months ago

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Commentary on aroace/lesbian “fujoshi”

CW: talk of porn (the good and the bad), sex, and gender. Pretty graphic language and imagery. Sex repulsed aroace people BEWARE.

I would like to start this off by saying I am an aroace lesbian. What does that mean? Simply - I don’t want sex, nor romance, but if I did, I know where I’d find it. I love WOMEN. All women. Any women. I also really like yaoi, and I’ve seen some minimal discussion about specifically women who love yaoi or BL, and I’d like to add my two cents.

Several people online seem to take “lesbians liking yaoi” as just a natural reaction to the overall market of fiction. That is to say, there’s not a lot of options. There is a side to yuri which appeals to women, yes. But the way I see it, it’s either magical girl or slice of life, or, written by a man. And most of the stuff written by men is porn - bad porn. Thus it doesn’t appeal to women who actually like women.

In the same vein there is hetero stuff, which some lesbian/aroace yaoi enjoyers say doesn’t appeal to them because the majority of it has a male/female dynamic that is skewed. Oftentimes the woman is portrayed as weak or perhaps just isn’t a correct representation of the lesbian/aroace consumer. So why even bother?

Anecdotal, but I have had this experience too. I have a hard time getting into any kind of hetero ship because the women are often unrelatable or worse - just uninteresting. I don’t like men, so why would I care if it was just some faceless dame and her super hot husband? I don’t give a shit about him.

I’ve found that I enjoy a lot of hetero ships from demon slayer. Some may find this contradictory because there has been some commentary on the usefulness or intrigue around women in demon slayer. I think the demon slayer women are very interesting, story wise and appearance wise, and they fit very well with the men I ship them with. That is to say - men in demon slayer are simps for beautiful, strong, independent women - and I eat that shit up.

Most hetero stuff, however, is victimizing the women. Knowingly or unknowingly. It’s sad that if I want to get my rocks off to Mitsuri x Obanai, I have to scroll through like eight pages of the same inflation, big tits big ass no tummy, fart porn all sourced from the deepest dredges of Apocrypha. In fact, most of the time if you have the balls to like a fictional woman enough to want to see her getting respectfully banged, the cisgender heterosexual gooner men have already beaten you to the punch - and now you see her with her face in a smelly man’s ass. (All real examples by the way)

So it’s not to say I don’t like yuri, or hetero, it’s just that if I want to see women getting railed - I’m very particular. As I should be.

Yaoi, some people on the internet say, sets the men it’s focused around on equal footing. Instead of the woman being the damsel or a plain sexual object, the uke and seme are usually just two dudes. Not to say there aren’t power dynamics in yaoi - just to say that those power dynamics don’t hurt my pride as a woman. It doesn’t victimize a girl for somebody else’s sick kicks.

Yaoi, at least the kind I read, also can have an element of one man (the uke) usually being pretty soft or feminine. Why? Well that’s a pure reflection of how I (and other people) view sex. There is the giver and the receiver, the top and the bottom, the dom and the sub. Not that those lines don’t get crossed - they do, all the time. But as good ol’ Tevye says about Anatevka… TRADITION! (Sorry. It’s 3 AM)

The way I see it, it’s a way of having that traditional dynamic (pretty soft bottom and strong handsome top) without victimizing a woman. I do the same with yuri ships - I absolutely love love love a stone top with a pillow princess. And also - and I say this with no sense of shame - femboys are cute. Women are the superior form. Soz. So it’s awesome to see a man invoking his feminine side. It’s not like it makes him any less of a man. No matter how many times my mom peers at my drawings of Cloud Strife and says, “She’s pretty.” It doesn’t change the fact that he is him.

Gender is a fickle thing. It comes and it goes. I used to have a very conservative view of gender, and even sexuality. I was a “gold star lesbian”, and wanted nothing to do with men (still do, irl). You know what changed me? You’re gonna laugh. My Hero Academia. Oh, did I say you were gonna laugh? I meant cringe.

It’s not what you think. Bakudeku actually traumatized me - not the ship itself but one story I read on AO3 that I now understand for the masterpiece of terror and grossness it is. I would drop it but I don’t want to draw any undue attention to it.

What changed my mind on gender was actually Tomura. It didn’t even happen on purpose, l didn’t see him and go, “Oh he’s pretty, let’s dump a little more estrogen into him”. I shipped him with Dabi, paired them off as two dudes gettin it on, and I was loyal to my m/m ships. I ignored the ones tagged “Trans Tomura Shigaraki” because my brain refused to compute it. But then… I ran out of male fics. Well ran dry. I was getting anxious. I needed my shigadabi fix and how to get it?

Well. Can’t be that bad for Tomura to have a pussy.

… huh. He’s cute.

Oh no.

And that’s how it happened.

Just like that, my worldview shifted. Proud to say I’m a lot more open to gender and sexuality, now. It’s sometimes hard to admit that I used to have such rigid views. It’s a bit embarrassing - but I was also 13. My Hero just gave me the push I needed to grow up.

I’ll wrap it up now.

If you’re a lesbian or if you’re aroace and you like reading yaoi - don’t feel bad. Don’t even question it. Fiction is fiction, we’re here for such a short time you might as well enjoy the things you consume, whatever that may be. It doesn’t make you any less of who you are. It might mean that you’re just a feminist. Or it might mean you have some issues with your gender you need to hash out. Or maybe it means you just like hot guys. Who cares?

Some people argue why lesbians and aroace people like yaoi so much. There are many different answers. I’m not really concerned with them, anymore, now that I’ve found my own. What does concern me is the amount of people who I assume are outside of fandom circles… never having heard of women (lesbian or not) enjoying yaoi or BL. Several reddit comments asked, “There are lesbians who like that stuff? I’ve never seen one.”

Lemme tell you, these people are missing something awesome in life. Yaoi written by women is like fucking crack.

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punkzines · 7 months ago

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TFP SOUNDWAVE X READER SHORT

reader just loves aliens.kinda.

a/n: let me just say this has been sitting in my drafts for like months…i might make this into mult. chapters…

In a moment of fear you had tried to escape, free yourself from the tight grasp of a tentacle-like cord that made itself oddly comfortable around your waist. It was mad, the whole situation seemed unreal.

But it was real.

How much you wish it wasn’t.

You couldn’t believe you were planning on doing something so reckless, so foolish. But it had to be done. There were too many rumors, too many sightings— consequences and conspiracies. You needed to do something, find out the truth.

You were a simple being, driven by curiosity and the thirst of knowledge. Knowledge wasn’t something you obtained easily though, as you were a low income student going to a local community college: Jasper, Nervada College. You had limited resources, oftentimes your power or internet ran out. But that was the reason why you went out. And why you are doing what you’re doing.

As of recent years, many people have reported sightings of UFO’s lurking around Jasper, Nevada. At first, you couldn’t consider the possibility. It was absurd, what would aliens want to do with Earth out of all the other planets that are so much better? But then— power outages, numerous reports— videos and photos that couldn’t be explained, and seemed too real to be edited, brought you a certain type of thrill you just simply couldn’t ignore.

So, you did what anyone would do, you’ve spent the last two years researching, and investigating. Looking around sites strangely suddenly closed by the government, staying up late because what alien wouldn’t wander around the night where they couldn’t be spotted? You collected newspapers, anything that would help. You admit, you never really found any evidence. There were times you thought you saw something strange at a car garage, some tall dark figure far away from a cliff, everything was so close yet you never actually got anywhere. Dead ends were becoming so common.

The drought of information made you consider giving up— what was the point? If there really were aliens, what could you hope to ever do with that information? Would you expose them? Profit off of them? You were in debt. But like always, the thoughts holding you back were the ones that brought you a step forward. You don’t know how they did it but they did. You were just magical like that.

For the past 6 months you’ve been contemplating on sneaking into an old, unused military base(you don't recall why it was abandoned, but maybe it was something you could now find out!) It was the dumbest yet smartest thing you’ve thought about doing. You planned on using your skills and gathering any information you could. Anything, who knows, maybe your tech skills would’ve been useful. You were at risk of being found out, jailed, but you were certain the place wasn’t used anymore— you’ve been watching it for some time already after getting off from college and work. You also had nothing to lose.

But of course, life ends up biting you in the ass. The fucking alien had to come to the same place as you did AND at the same time.

The tall metallic soulless creature brings you up rather quickly (giving you a scary view of its entire body) to its head— or what you assume is its head— and simply stares at you. Your head is spinning, things are happening too quick, this wasn’t how it was supposed to go. Compared to your heavy breathing, you’re not even sure you can sense it breathing.

“Let me go!” The demand practically goes unheard, as the robot creature does not stop its actions, but instead a purple light passes up and down your body, much like a scanner. You can’t let that stop your struggles.

You trashed around the grasp, elbowing, punching, anything to set you free. It was futile- escaping from the grasp, you knew it, yet you still tried. Briefly, you see some type of statistical analysis, if that’s what you could even call it— written in some type of strange code you’ve never seen before until you spot something familiar— your face.

You paused your attempts, body going still stricken with a deep feeling of dread. “What are you doing?” You asked, voice breaking down in fear. Was it information about you? Was it going to send it to someone? What if all this time you’ve been wrong and you’ve just stepped into some military government trap? This couldn’t be…

The screen goes blank. Your heart sinks as you see your reflection on the screen. You two were the only ones in this dark room, but the silence was so strong, it felt as if there was a third presence.

You couldn’t breathe— you were going to die. You really didn’t want to jump into conclusions so quickly, but if this robot was what you’ve been trying to prove was here on Earth… you were certain your death would be coming any second now.

Just as you thought of your goodbyes to the world and anyone who had been remotely kind to you, the cord around your waist starts to make its grasp harder on your waist, knocking out any air. It hurt.

In instinct you suck in your stomach but it does not alleviate the pain. Crying out in pain you try to escape the grasp, however the pain makes it hard to do so. You wanted this to be over— “If you’re going to kill me, at least make it painless-” You choke out, but are cut short when another cord hrabs your face harshly— gripping it tightly.

Your vision is gone, and your senses heightened. Why is this happening to me?You move your hands from the cord on your waist to the one on your face, trying to remove it.

It was getting harder to breathe, you figure from the lack of oxygen you're getting. Punching the cord wasn’t working, it hasn’t been. You were trapped.

Your body betrays you as your heartbeat begins to slow down, your eyes start growing heavy. Your hands fall from the cord connected to your face as you go limp.

#transformers #soundwave #tfp #tfp soundwave #x reader

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helpfandom · 1 year ago

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Yandere PLATONIC Hypno/Mezmeron x human Reader HCs.

@yanderes-galore

You challenge, I provide.

Eennsy weensy bit of Warren too. It's like,, a paragraph and a few mentions.

You were the kid who was his favourite, you absolutely ADORED his shows when he was a human, before he got mutated.

He loved that you were a fan and when he got mutated, a part of his brain became animalistic, hence, he became a yandere.

Surprisingly, one of the few times when I break the "reader / person is shocked to find a mutant." But this is because reader is a kid. Like a kid, reader doesn't know not to trust people yet.

Yet.

Anyway, so when he turned into Hypno, he became a yandere for you! His big fan! And since you loved him so much, wouldn't you love him now?

As I said, I break the trope (that is a trope for a reason) and Reader is actually, surprised to see their favourite entertainer / person who isn't family or friends show up and be a mutant.

Little Reader here is okay with it because now he can do MORE magic! Which is exactly how he kidnaps you.

He kidnaps you by using the 'enters box, and now their gone!' trick to lead you to his apartment that he shares with Warren.

And yes, Warren loves you (in a platonic way) and Hypno (romantic), has no qualms with keeping you if it means he gets to have a family with his Bf.

So, once Hypno has you in the apartment, he keeps you entertained using magic tricks to make you forget about going home. He uses the short attention span to draw you away from thoughts of your previous home.

Although once you start crying because it's nighttime and you want the previous parents back, he starts to have some regrets and uses his magic to get you to sleep. Oftentimes life is boring with them because he wants you to rely on him for entertainment and wants to be your 'dad' which is disorienting for the little kid who just thought that magic was cool.

He hates using the hypnosis on you, but would do it if you are escaping or in BIG trouble. He wants you, not this,, being that looks like you but has none of your personality!

When they have to do crime to get money, he uses his hypnosis on you (although he hates that he has to,) and makes you wait until they get back.

He often gets upset but is scared of hurting you, so he hits the wall or objects but it only ends up scaring you more when you see the holes he created with a punch that could have been aimed at you.

Best scenario, you get Stockholm syndrome and he lets you get your education and go outside without having to hypntoise you too much.

It's best if you just Stockholm quickly because while he wants you to be you, and not some lifeless doll, he isn't afraid of that reality.

In the end of the day though, you're not escaping him because of his hypnosis.

#platonic #tw yandere #yandere #x reader #yandere tmnt #headcanon #yandere x reader #platonic yandere #platonic x reader #yandere rottmnt #Yandere hypnopotomaus #yandere hypno #Yandere mezmeron #Yandere hypno rottmnt #yandere mezmer-ron #Helpfandom's writing

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joltai-showa · 2 months ago

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fic notes, "Don't Be Scared" edition

still chilling after my exam + halloween party with friends + an entire day spent playing hsr (the concept of "the horror of a weaponized delulu girl" is certainly something interesting), so let's go over another Obidei submission of mine, now for day 2 ("My Dear" is pretty simple, so I don't really see the reason to elaborate on that one)

- about the title: kind of on the nose, but both Deidara and Obito tell "Don't be scared" to another, but in vastly different circumstances, one was trying to calm down his, assumingly, skittish partner in the face of his senpai's death, while the other is trying to stop his victim from fighting against his treatment (though in his delusional mind he is trying to simply reassure his disoriented partner)

- i'm still laughing way too hard at the fact that all three fics written for this prompt used cave-in as near death experience of the day. like. are we really that predictable

- so, for as long as I remember there was a pretty heated discussion on why and how Deidara is capable of tolerating pain that well. and it's not just about this fic with Deidara lower half getting entirely crushed and him still being alive and making a coherent talk with Tobi, it's EVERYTHING about Deidara's time alive in Shippuden. we've got: left arm being crushed in the middle of the battle by Gaara and then left untreated for DAYS, right arm being severed with elbow getting sent on a quick date with Obito, being punched in the fucking face by Naruto who was well on his way into getting into his biju chakra cloak mode, somehow fighting off four more taijutsu-oriented shinobi after all of that with nothing but a kunai, hiding underground for like another day with all of his wounds untreated (and even had the strength to strangle Obito with his thighs but tbf that's probably the most in-character thing for us Obidei shippers) and that's just in his debut arc. The battle with Sasuke also featured such wonderful gems such as exploding a bomb right by his head and seemingly not get a concussion, GIANT FUCKING SHURIKENS in his elbows, flying off of an actively exploding minefield and still having the time to get PTSD flashback. like, Deidara's ridiculous at ignoring pain, and this happens constantly without any explanation by Kishimoto, to the point people reading the manga would get into heated arguments at how much plot armor this blonde twink has. anyway, I've seen fics explaining this as Deidara being specifically trained by Iwagakure to endure absurd amounts of pain. and you know what, I like this headcanon, gives characterisation for both Iwa methods and Deidara's childhood, we love it. of course, generally such ability is an asset, but in this particular case I really cranked it up to 11 to make Deidara regret having it

- ah, yeah, before I forget, the "Third Tsuchikage's greatest shame" thing - so fun fact, it's actually canon that Deidara is Onoki's student. the reason why this isn't a well-known fact and actually oftentimes is assumed to be headcanon is because for some god knows reason this bit of info was only in the editor's note at the beginning of that short battle between the Iwa gang and Kabuto with Edo Deidara, and these editor notes at the beginning of the chapters a) official English translation never does this notes b) these notes are removed in the Japanese volume version, so it's only in the weekly magazine version of the chapter and you pretty much can only find it on the fantranslations of the chapter at the time (because obviously they didn't have the volume version in that moment)

- one of the main ideas I had for this fic even when it was in its conceptual stages was to ensure that the twist with Obito continuing the messed-up cycle of ripping out kids from beneath a cave-in and forcing them to continue living through artificial celss of questionable origin wouldn't be too obvious. so about 70% of the fic is dedicated to Deidara being in agony and trying to find some meaning in what he assumes to be his final moments - and all of that is done to take away reader's attention from HOW Obito sees the situation (his own actual fear of being crushed alive randomly rearing its ugly head, his senpai and by that point love interest protecting him at the cost of his safety, the similarities between his own accident and what is going on now - finding Deidara dying under the rocks and caring more about him than himself, Deidara asking him to take something of his, etc etc) and how his mind jumps to the conclusion that he found the most desirable for Deidara - alive, by his side, literally just like him. even if it's against Deidara's will lmao. it was pretty fun writing whump for the first time and I'm pretty proud how it all came out.

- and yes pre cave-in both of them were kind of crushing on each other. Deidara truly liked Tobi! in the end, it's one of the many tragedies within this fic - Deidara could have actually been with him romantically, but the decision to save Tobi in the moment and Obito's subsequent... everything made it impossible. Deidara liked his silly kohai Tobi. Deidara is terrified of Akatsuki's leader and his Savior, Obito, and what he had and would do to him. ironically enough, this one act of love made him lose both everything outside his love for Tobi and his love for him too. he survived and yet lost everything, but it's of no consequence for Obito, because in his mind Deidara should be happy, just as he is

- "but now frailer than a glass figurine which he accidentally knocked off the shelf as a kid back in Tsuchikage's residence" - still stand by my headcanon that Deidara is the adopted kid in Tsuchikage's family lmao

- "He was supposed to turn into his greatest, most amazing creation. Everyone would be gazing at him in his final fiery moments. In a matter of seconds, his existence would become nothingness, a transformation so wonderful that Deidara would start to shake from the thrill of it whenever he would think of his own end." - I think Deidara suffers from suicidal thoughts and spends a lot of time idolizing the way he would take his life, meaning C0, fantasising about the way it would feel etc etc. It's kind of a combination of his own ideology that's pretty much "good things aren't supposed to last long", his own unhealthy obsession with being recognized as someone amazing and capable by literally anyone he comes across and generally the trauma he has from Iwagakure (again, they TRAINED the kid to endure pain to the point he shrugs off torn off arms, this at least implies some sort of torture on a literal child)

- "He remembers his hunting lessons and how the scared wide-eyed deer sounded in their last moments." - so this is something that I have planned for BSSM AU too, but Deidara also had training in hunting, because from what little we know about Land of Earth, the terrain is really fucking rough, so I wouldn't be surprised if they put a lot of emphasis on survival training + Deidara ran away from the village and spent at least a year on the run completely alone (hi Itachi who already had a spot prepaired in Akatsuki), and I have some doubts that he would be earning S-rank nukenin pay off the go, likely he had to come by with whatever he could catch + he's been partnered with Sasori who doesn't care for human urges, thus if they had to stay the night somewhere in the wild, it would literally be just up to him to find some food for himself

- another thing I think Deidara loves the most is flying and the skies, particularly how free it all makes him feel. the sky actually relates to two things in this fic - Deidara's identity and choice (the last third of the fic the sky is gone as he is in a cave, so Deidara's identity and him being able to choose his fate are also taken away from him) and Deidara's Akatsuki ring (ironically, "Blue" which is the same as the color of the sky)

- now regarding what is going on with Obito - the initial explosion that caused the rockfall that pretty much killed Deidara sent him flying forward, so he was indeed not hurt. it doesn't mean that after landing some distance away from Deidara he was mentally well. he was already pretty badly heaving just from being reminded of his own cave-in, so sometime he was just there, trying to calm down and stand up (preferably not throwing up in the process). after a while he does manage to pick himself up and goes off to look for Deidara, realizing that he doesn't see him anywhere nearby, trying to fight off the panic. at this point he's just barely hanging onto Tobi persona, it's kind of his safety net in this whole situation. unfortunately, he discovers what he discovers

- btw even if Tobi's persona is somewhat up, he's constantly messing up the way he should be adressing him. I made a point to have Obito adress him as "senpai" (okay for Tobi) or "Deidara" (not okay for Tobi)

- "The sky is still a large beautiful blue sheet as he recalls it to look. But now something bright appears in his vision. He could have mistaken it for sun, so bright and orange above him" - Deidara loves the sky, but something bright and sun-like covers it here. later Obito's Sharingan will also become the sun that "destroys" Deidara and knocks him out

you can see why Obito starts to freak out :) but I love how stupid the name Tobi is. It literally is just drop the first kana from Obito's name and change the order for the remaning two. seriously, how is this man supposed to be the secretive mastermind if that's the best he can come up for his goofysona name?

- in this particular paragraph I did somethin very mean. if you don't see it, look at the last three syllables in Deidara's phrase and see a certain name.

- "Senpai, come on, we'll get you out of here, we'll think of something, you'll be fine too, we just have to find someone..." - back to what's going on in Obito's mind - he's still trying to keep up the mask of Tobi who can't do anything to save Deidara in this situation (unlike Obito, but Deidara can't know that Obito exist, it's too dangerous for the plan), thus throught the fic he keeps repeating that he's gonna find someone to help senpai and it goes on until he can not reject the reality anymore and has to make the decision to follow Deidara's will or to save him at all cost

- "Maybe Tobi is punching at the earth beneath them, digging his gloves deep into the cold brown mass, or maybe he is grabbing at his head, pressing his palms into it while he continues mumbling something completely anguished and incomprehensible, something about this not supposed to be happening, or wailing as he asked again and again why Deidara did this, he didn't need to, he can't be hurt, he can't be dying, Tobi didn't want this, Tobi didn't mean for this to happen, not again, not again, not again, not again..." - yeah, so that's pretty much Obito having a breakdown from everything above - both his memories of Kannabi and the circumstances of their current situation

- "Deidara remembers with strange clarity how he dreamed of something like this when he was just a little boy, forced to stay in the village as the war raged on beyond its walls and his only window to freedom was just the bright skies above" - another piece of random trivia, but based on the calcs from my timeline, Deidara would have been born in Iwagakure in year 61 after Konoha's foundation, while the Third Shinobi World War was from year 58 to year 63. He would've been kind of way too young to remember the war itself, but I can't imagine that in the following years kids would have been allowed to leave the village in any capacity + the conflicts might have been ongoing, just in much lower intensity

- "Tobi's voice sounds strange - both raspy and high, both over the top and endlessly tired - but that's probably Deidara's hearing starting to fail." - and here's Obito starts to lose his ability to keep up Tobi's persona

- "But now, when Deidara feels like his body is merging into one with the earth beneath him (oh, the preachers in Iwagakure would be elated at his thoughts)" - that's another headcanon I have, but now in regards to general religion in Naruto World. It's kind of annoying how we've got all of these Great nations so and so forth yet they seem so similar. anyway, time to fix this, so obviously people from Land of Earth place a lot of value on earth and such. I like to believe that it's actually a tradition for them to bury their dead (unlike Konoha where it's pretty much confirmed to be cremation), so yeah, Deidara kind of points that out, with him dying and feeling like he's becoming one with earth

I believe that mercy killing would, in fact, be quite commonplace in Naruto world, either because it's impossible to get your comrade to safety, their wounds are too severe, the mission will be jeopardized, and so on and so forth. What Deidara asks of Tobi is pretty normal and what he truly think would be the best for him - to stop suffering in shame like this, to be able to finally rest, withouth much pain.

- so this here is pretty much the turning point for Obito

Unfortunately for him, he is dealing with Obito who vehementely hates this world and its ways. Would Obito still choose to activate his Sharingan and turn Deidara into another half-human half-something creature like him, binding them together, if Deidara didn't ask for a mercy murder from Tobi? Probably yes, but Deidara could have passed out by that point, making it much harder for any future machinations on his dying body, so Deidara would have had the chance to save himself as a person and die if not for that one plea. In the end this acts like a trigger in Obito's mind and cements his decision to save Deidara at any cost, because he will not allow this world to take away his love from him again, he will not play by its rules

- "An unfamiliar voice cuts through the ringing in his ears. It's deep, dark and raspy." - and from that point onwards it's just Obito with his Sharingan on, asking Deidara to look into his eye to make sure he is unconscious for what is going to follow

- now onto what I imagine actually took place after Deidara was placed in a genjutsu (which pretty much put him into a coma-like state to ensure that the shock from Obito's machinations wouldn't kill him): Obito didn't have any of the Zetsus nearby to use as the material, so, while sitting and thinking when Deidata was still awake, he realized that his only choice is to use his own body, particularly the artificial part. that was both the quickest way to go, but also possibly would be the least painful if Obito's experience with purely artificial cells was to go by. "humanized" cells in theory would be much more compatible with Deidara's body, so that would be a win win. however, he also had another issue - Deidara's wounds didn't match his, so he couldn't instantly produce organs and parts that would fit Deidara, in the end he decided to simply create as much cells as he can and attach them to Deidara, at least while he'll be transporting him to his own nearest hideout + due to how much larger he is, it would probably be better for Deidara's body to recreate the missing parts on its own, simply shaping Obito's cells into the necessary form (kind of like clay, which would probably be insanely romantic in Obito's mind). after knocking Deidara out, he immediately took off his clothes and pulled out a sword from Kamui that would fit the task. he caressed Deidara's still wet cheeks with his left hand, promising him that it's all going to be okay soon, while his right half was rapidly expanding and his hand was meticulously cutting off Deidara's elbows and torso, attaching his own grown tissues onto the wounds he was making. finally, after it was all done, with Deidara attached to him, he teleported them into the hideout

before Deidara woke up, Obito's been holed up in there for about four weeks, completely ignoring anything Akatsuki-related and pretty much attacking Zetsus when they tried to get closer than they should have. Obito doesn't need food or water, so every single day he's spent by Deidara's side, waiting for him to wake up. the first few days Deidara was still attached to him, and Obito didn't want to separate from him (it became quite comforting to have Deidara attached like that, like he's completely safe and isn't going to ever leave him), but in the end Obito decided that Deidara's body needed to heal on its own (he can't be too selfish, now that Deidara will become a Savior like him, the world of dreams would need him away from Obito, no matter how much Obito dislikes that), so following days Obito would just sit by Deidara's side, watching him for hours. something in between monitoring his condition and gorging on his beauty.

as for Deidara, after being separated from Obito everything seemed fine for a while, artificial tissues have sucessfully mended with Deidara's, yet soon things started to go wrong. not in a life-threatening way, at least for someone with such cells, but the actual forming process was taking a while (not that Obito had any good time estimate on that), Deidara started breaking into fevers, having frequent spasms, getting fits, so on and so forth. it was then when Obito discovered that he could still merge with Deidara, even after the separation. he took it as a sign from above that he is doing something right, so whenever Deidara would look even mildly uncomfortable (come later weeks he would do that at any given opportunity) Obito would enter him, connecting his senses to his, thinking that like that he is taking some of Deidara's pain, focusing on thoughts of pain being gone. Deidara would usually calm down after this, so he must have liked that a lot, right?

during one of such fits Obito discovered that Deidara's eyes looked strange now, like there are some darker patterns appearing in them, and realized that his own cells were keeping some of his DNA intact, affecting Deidara. another sign for Obito that he was doing something right, that the two of them were meant become one on their ultimate goal. he's found his partner, the one with whom they'll put an end to this world together. now besides simply watching Deidara, he also started doing experements on his various tissues, testing them and being amazed at how much stronger they were already becoming.

and now we come to Deidara's awakening

- and yep after having to go through something like that Obito takes a while to get to his "I'm in hell" moment. Deidara is thrust into it immediately, but in the end both of their experiences are the same

- Obito was in the room when Deidara woke up, but he was simply watching him in wonder, elated at finally being able to see his senpai return to him. he's still in that overly excited state when Deidara starts to panic

- whenever Deidara shows fear or just something related to not wanting to be here, with him, Obito simply writes off it as confusion after being asleep for so long. when he can't do that, he starts using his favorite excuse of "Deidara is still brainwashed by that horrible world, but it's okay, I know he doesn't mean any of that, he likes me and he wants these things"

- it's not the point of the fic, but it's sprinkled here and there: Obito is very much sexually aroused in this scene. he wanted Deidara even before that, but now, when it's just the two of them, and Deidara is going to be his forever partner on this mission, he's barely restraining himself, telling himself that it's too early and Deidara is far too weak for something like that (not to mention lacking most of the necessary parts for the process). unfortunately for Deidara, it's pretty much a free game after his full recovery. and once again, Obito finds an excuse for any of his bullshit, while Deidara can't fight back against what Obito wants if they are merged, so... well, you can guess that besides the general psychological abuse Deidara will end up experiencing sexual abuse too, with Obito sincerily believing everything to be consensual.

aaaand that's about it? a tragedy all around. Very little remains of Deidara, both physically and mentally. As the time passes by, he loses most of his aspirations, except trying to make attempts at his life. Obito, continuing to believe this to be the effect of this cruel world, frequently makes Deidara merge with him, puts him in a genjutsu and shows him their ideal world that would be here soon, "reminds" him of how much they love each other, and for a time it helps, with Deidara becoming quiter and dazed for some time. But in the end the cycle repeats, and Obito is still pushing onwards, forcing himself to believe that he's pretty happy like that, with Deidara remaining by his side, and he can reach his real happiness in the eternal Tsukuyomi, it's just this hell getting in the way.

Both of them become more and more miserable with each passing day.

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itstimetotheorize · 2 years ago

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Melinda’s struggle

As the Hostage situation of chapter “69” is finally drawn to a close, we see Yor appear after relentlessly searching for her all throughout the town on foot. However, to our surprise, and to the surprise of Damian, Melinda also shows up to the scene not long after Yor arrived.

When Anya reads Melinda’s mind, she states Melinda's thoughts are on the same level as Yuri whenever he thinks about Yor, which is oftentimes an head flooded with an overwhelming amount of concern, love and admiration for Yor. Within Melinda’s mind, we see she loves Damian and genuinely did feel terrified over the hostage situation which had occurred, because had it not been resolved, Damian would have likely died.

However, the moment Damian shifts to the topic of his father, something bizarre happens. Damian, though happy to see his mother so worried about him and actually make effort to come and see him, asks she not tell his father (Donovan) that he cried as he does not wish to worry him, but the moment he does... Melinda’s mind begins to shift back and forth between loving and hating Damien to an extreme degree.

Of all the questions we have about Melinda, why would she have such mixed feelings about Damian? Then again... it's not the first time we've seen her act this way. Back in chapter 66, as Yor tries to apologize for Anya punching Damian, Melinda's behavior shifts the moment she explains how Donovan only saw it as a pointless matter between two kids.

The other women say the Desmonds have a more hands off parenting philosophy...and yet...what if it had nothing to do with parenting?...what if...it had everything to do with Melinda’s relationship with Donovan?.

We don't know much about the relationship between Donovan and Melinda, but given she spends much of her time out and about with others doing various activities, then could it be Melinda wasn't just hanging out with friends for the fun of it? ...but rather... to purposely avoid her family by doing as much as possible throughout the day?...maybe. As we know from the WISE reports, she never did anything that could provide insight to the Desmond family, the only thing they knew was that she was estranged from her husband and sons, but perhaps this estranged relationship she had with them was never the result of her being a bad parent and wife, no, what if maybe...just maybe...it was always her attempts to distance herself from a family and marriage she never wanted.

Looking back, there was always one thing many of us had forgotten to consider until we remembered the circumstances surrounding Yor and Loid. Although Yor and Loid both agreed to marry each other for convenience, they actually gradually began to realize they liked being with each other... and yet... all the while we watched their growing bond, many of us had forgotten one very crucial, very obvious detail... which is that marriages like theirs...might have never been the only ones, even more so...they may not all be happy ones. Where am I going with this? Well... what if maybe...just maybe....that’s exactly what happened to Melinda. Melinda married Donovan and yet...could it be Melinda ...never wanted to be married to Donovan?,... could it be she never wanted to be a Desmond?...maybe.

The Desmond family is highly sought after by other families, but with such a pristine family like theirs, odds are, they made sure to only marry their children to others of equal status. After all, being a Desmond meant you had a reputation anyone would find impressive, but it was also a reputation you had to be careful in how to uphold. All throughout the series, we see many children are motivated to befriend Damian so their parents could enter his fathers social circle.

If Melinda’s family was among the masses who wanted to be involved with the Desmond’s simply because of their family name, then could it be Melinda and Donovan married, not out of love, and not necessarily out of convenience for each other... but for the convenience of both their families?...in other words...was Melinda forced into a marriage to Donovan in order to uphold her families expectations of being connected to the Desmond Family, just as so many others have tried to do?...honestly who's to say.

When Melinda talked to Damian in chapter 75, she didn't refer to Donovan as her husband, let alone as Damian's father, no, to Melinda, Donovan was simply “That Man”, indicating that despite being married to Donovan, Melinda never saw him as a loving husband, just someone in her life she had to learn to avoid. Now, if Melinda had truly been thrown into a loveless marriage with Donovan, then odds are...her life with him was a painful one to live as it now revolved around his word and never her own...and maybe...just maybe.. it became even worse the day she gave birth to his children... children she was quick to resent as she saw Donovan and the struggles of her life in them.

In chapter 75, Melinda’s mind began to fill with mixed feelings of both loving and hating Damian, the moment Damian brought up his father and showed concern for him over the hostage situation he was just in. Of course, Damian only assumed if his mother was worried about him, it meant his father was to. Sadly, given Melinda was the only one to show up...he likely wasn’t. Based on Melinda’s complex thought’s, its as if part of Melinda wants to be free to love Damian, but the other part can’t help but also resent him. So then...why did Melinda show up to comfort and worry about the child she resented?

Up to now, Melinda had never revealed herself to show her support and care for Damian. She didn’t show up to his school orientation, she never called him over the phone and she did not appear at the school grounds during the imperial scholars mixer when Damian wanted to talk about how he achieved his first Stella star, regardless if Donovan met him or not. Of all the times Melinda did not show herself for Damian's sake, why did she now choose to appear and comfort Damian in chapter 75? Well, the only change we know of which happened to Melinda recently....was that she met Yor.

In chapter 66, when Melinda questioned Yor about Damian, Yor’s response in confirming what Melinda’s staff had told her, may not have just caused her to feel relieved in knowing her son was happy, rather...what if it was more than that? If Donovan is as truly heartless and unsympathetic as Loid says he is, and if Melinda had truly held her children in the same regards as their father, then could it be hearing Yor talk about Damian, was enough to leave her wondering if perhaps Damian... was not at all like her husband?.

If what we theorize is true, then this would mean meeting Yor made Melinda see Damian in a new light the moment she began to hear about how happy his life is at Eden academy, and how he befriended a young girl who, according to Damian himself back in chapter 9, was considered a commoner and not at all within the standards of the Desmond’s to befriend as he alone was entitled to be above all others and never be considered someone others should defy. A complete contrast to how Damian is now after having interacted with Anya for so long

And so, in chapter 75, when Melinda met Damian after the hostage situation was resolved, for a moment, it was as if Melinda didn’t just look at Damian as her son...but a boy who was not affiliated with Donovan and the Desmond legacy.

However, as Melinda heard Damian show concern for his father, it was as if Melinda realized she had forgotten a very cruel and painful truth. Damian is her son, but... he is also proof of the ongoing misery in her life, and so long as Damian sees his father as someone he should strive to become and do whatever it takes to uphold the Desmond Legacy, Melinda will continue to see him not just as her son, but the son of Donovan, a son who will inevitably one day grow up to be just like his father.

And if she feels this way about Damian, then how does she feel about Demetrius? Demetrius is much older, but given his phone conversation with Damian in chapter 37, Demetrius also had a tendency to be cold and distant towards others, including his little brother.

Although this does beg the question, if Melinda views both of her children as nothing more than a curse and a reminder of her painful life as a Desmond, then...what will it take for Melinda to stop viewing Damian(and possibly Demetrius) as a curse and instead as just her son?... well...the answer to this may have always been presented to us from the start...Damian... must realize his father is not the man he envisioned him to be, and no matter what he does, let alone what happens to him, Donovan will never become the father he dreamed he would become if he were to uphold the Desmond name by becoming a scholar, all things which he came close to realizing back in chapter 37 but quickly let go the moment Donovan gave him an fraction of praise.

If Damian were to truly realize his father was just as much of a monster Loid grew to understand, then perhaps his choice to separate himself from his fathers shadow and the entire Desmond legacy, may become the driving factor in Melinda not only shedding her resentment towards her children over a marriage she never wanted,...but also become her reason for possibly betraying Donovan when the time comes for WISE and Loid to face Donovan.But hey...its just a theory...a SpyxFamily theory.

#spy x family #sxf #loid forger #Yor Forger #anya forger #melinda desmond #donovan desmond #damian desmond #Spy x Family Theory #spy x family theories #sxf theory #sxf spoilers #spy x family analysis

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classic80sand90smovieloves2 · 2 years ago

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Rizzo dating a cheerleader would include~

(Not my gif)(Requested by anonymous)

- Rizzo can sometimes be seen as nothing but a judgmental and sarcastic bitch and while she certainly has her moments, she’s also surprisingly welcoming. Each one of her friends has a different personality and she accepts them for what they are, never thinking twice about fraternizing with a ditz or someone who’s seen as childish. If you can roll with the punches and handle her sardonic jabs then you’re allowed to sit at her table; even if you’re technically her complete opposite.

- She might not think much of you at first but once you prove that you’re not too pure to be pink, she’ll finally let her guard down and allow you to get close to her.

- Your acceptance probably came while she was dealing with her pregnancy scare. A simple action like standing up for her in front of the people on your cheer team showed her that you were different from all the other popular girls in your school: and though she initially snapped that she can take care of herself, she accepted your earnest response of “I know” and shyly thanked you, an understanding between the two of you lingering in the air.

- She takes great pride in corrupting you: showing you how to sneak out or ditch class and getting the two of you liquor to drink whenever you’re alone or with your friends. She wont force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with but she’s very persuasive and the excitement of breaking the rules will probably get to you at some point. Just like the liquor with get to your head and have you attempting to do drunken cart wheels while she teases you and fondly makes sure you don’t break your neck. Her adorable little lightweight~

- Teasing you is kind of her thing but it’s also just her thing in general. She likes to lightheartedly mock people so you never take it to heart when she steals your pom-poms and comes up with a silly little rhyme, letting out a high pitched hey and smiling as you snatch them away with a roll of your eyes, hiding your grin behind your hair.

- She never admits it but she really likes when you tell her that her cheer ideas are good and that you’ll use them during the next pep rally. She helps you come up with a lot of your rhymes; even if she doesn’t take a lot of the brainstorming seriously.

- She usually begrudgingly sits on the bleachers or waits by her car after school whenever you have a cheer practice; oftentimes with a couple of the other pink ladies. They all watch your warm ups in slight amusement and vague disgust, their lips turned up in a grimace whenever your preppy teammates act particularly cheerleader-like.

- Verbal praise isn’t really her thing but she’ll somewhat shyly treat you to a milkshake whenever you do really well during a “performance” or practice, nonchalantly ushering you into her car so you can go and celebrate “your big split”. You miss the poorly hidden grin she has on her face whenever she watches you perform.

- She has a tendency to scold you for going on diets and has a bone to pick with everyone and anyone who makes you think that you should lose weight. She also finds it amusing to watch you eat your weight in fries and hamburgers if you’re more of a eat, eat, eat type of athletic. She jokes that you’re gonna burn a hole in both your wallets.

- Speaking of, she definitely has you flirt with your classmates to get the two of you stuff for free: knowing your pretty face and cheerleader rep makes the big dumb jocks swoon. Sometimes, she doesn’t even bother bringing cash because she knows you can swindle some poor, big lug into lending you a couple of dollars with a pat on his head, a pout on your face, and an “oh Jim you’re so sweet~”.

- But, if it won’t benefit the two of you, she’ll scare guys away with brash and snarky remarks, glaring at them while she tugs you away and ranting to you about how much nerve they have and how stupid they must be to think that they have a chance with you. She’s also incredibly good at scaring away creeps.

“Why don’t you show us some splits!?”

“Why don’t you split before I deflate your empty head!”

- She blatantly calls you her girlfriend and makes it sort of obvious that the two of you are together but everyone always just assumes that she means that you’re close friends. It’s sort of like an inside joke for the two of you: how many times she can hint at the truth and watch as people cluelessly ignore it and the way that she rolls her eyes in response.

- Sometimes, you just have to awkwardly laugh off her sarcastic comments and smooth things over for both your sakes: assuring people that she’s just kidding whenever she makes fun of them or says something snide. You simply just don’t need the trouble.

- She’ll tease you and call you silly for being uptight about smoking but she’ll always comply and put the cigarettes away/out whenever you’re around. She’ll even whack her male friends on the arm and scold them for smoking around you, moodily ranting about how they should know how important athletes lungs are.

- She’s certainly a bit more on the butch side but she also appreciates being treated like a lady. She likes when you open doors for her; even if she spends all night driving the two of you around and cursing like a sailor.

- The two of you definitely swapped styles at some point and found a new appreciation for the other persons preferred look after gazing into the mirror and at each other and deciding that you looked best when you dressed how you normally do. She’d always try to urge you to let her give you a pink ladies makeover but once she does she realizes that she likes the usual you best and shyly admits it when you try to goad her into telling you what she thinks.

“Well its, its nice, its just the clean look is more … well, it’s just more …you.”

- You probably prefer red lipstick; since your cheer uniform is red and white, but she prefers pink so you have to come up with an excuse whenever people comment on how your shade is looking lighter and her shade is looking redder.

- Speaking of your colors, you always buy each other bouquets with white, red, and pink as a sort of tradition since it sort of symbolizes the two of you. She finds the idea kind of cute, even if she doesn’t want to admit it.

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