#cuz it would be about $80 a month

[wewontbesleeping]

btw the hardest part of my classes is trying to do it on a laptop from 2012 lol

[sanguineterrain]

im begging you to write a part 2 of vigilante reader because the way you write??? the dynamic between reader and jason??? the sex tension???are chef kiss!!!

thanks very much! part 2 and I couldn't put off the reveal bc I'm just too impatient lol 🫶 but I might write another part post-reveal? maybe? cuz I'm growing attached to these two <3

jason todd x gn!vigilante!reader (nocturne). tw explosions, smoke inhalation, reader passes out, canon typical violence, identity reveal, asshole bruce. jason is in love? jason is in love.

read pt 1 here! | all fics are reblogged to @sanguinelibrary

****

"Go home."

"Bruce, I—"

Bruce looks at you, eyes sharp with fury and... something else. Something older.

The others know how to talk back. You still haven't gained the courage to sass The Batman.

"Go. Home. If you need an escort, I can call Superman."

You take a step back at his coldness.

"Bruce, I know I messed up, letting Hood escape but—"

"Yes, you did. You deliberately disobeyed an order. I told everybody to stand down. He could've killed you."

But he didn't, you don't say. He could've, but he chose not to.

He'd felt safe.

"I had it under control, honestly. He wasn't—it wasn't like the other encounters you've had with him. He wouldn't have hurt me."

That is the wrong thing to say. You realize that after the words leave your mouth and the muscles in Bruce's jaw jump.

"You can't be this naive. I know I wouldn't have chosen someone who's this naive," he says savagely. "You know Hood can't be trusted, and you're defending him to me. We've seen time and again he's rogue. He doesn't make sense and that's exactly why he's dangerous."

"But if you would just listen—"

"Enough," he snaps. "Enough. Go home. I'm suspending you for three weeks."

"Three w—I'm not even injured!" you cry.

"No, but you need the time. You're not thinking clearly. Go. I don't want to see you until next month."

You press your lips together before you say something truly foul. Something about Batman's habit of pushing people away. Something about dead Robins.

You don't let the tears fall until you leave the Cave. This is all Hood's fault. You know it would've been a different conversation if you'd managed to successfully capture him.

You'll take down the Red Hood if it's the last thing you do.

****

It takes you approximately two days to break your suspension.

In your defense, you meant to follow Bruce's orders. You would've stayed put and helped Barbara with research instead.

But not at the expense of civilian lives.

"All units to Canal and Riverview, 10-80. Standby. Do not enter the factory until given clearance from the Bomb Squad."

You turn off the police scanner and stuff it in your drawer. In Gotham, explosions usually come in multiples. If there's one, there's bound to be another. The police are generally inept when it comes to evacuating civilians. You know one of the other Bats are on their way, but you're the closest to the docks.

You glance at your suit. No. If you go as Nocturne, Batman might suspend you indefinitely.

You grab your gas mask and put on a black hoodie and a domino mask. You'll just have to make do.

The marina is blanketed in thick smoke. It makes your eyes water. But in the commotion it causes, you're able to slip past the barriers and help workers out of the factory. It's difficult because without the suit, people don't give you the same trust and respect. But you're anonymous, and that's all that matters.

"What the fuck are you doing here?"

You ignore the voice and keep hauling two elderly workers towards the exit. They're barely outside before you turn around, determined to clear every level of the factory.

You're yanked backward by a hand on your hoodie. You nearly lose your footing, but the hand is firm, dragging you towards the pier.

You're spun around and put face to face with a red helmet.

Oh, of all the fucking—

"Let go of me!" you shout, smacking his arm. Hood's grip tightens.

"I will as soon as you stop doing stupid shit. What were you thinking, coming here?"

You pause. Whoops. This isn't how a plain civilian would react to being apprehended by the Red Hood.

And that's definitely not how the Red Hood would react to getting swatted by a random civilian. Shit.

"I was, um, I was thinking I could help," you say haltingly. "P-please don't hurt me, Mr. Hood, I was—"

Hood sighs and lets you go, then tucks his gun into his holster.

"Cut the shit. I know you're Nocturne. I also know that you need some acting lessons because what the hell was that? Mr. Hood?"

A chill washes over you. "I don't know what you mean. Nocturne?"

Hood shakes his head. "I don't have time for this. The building's gonna collapse any second. Stay. Put."

He goes back toward the smoking entrance. Your eye twitches as you follow him.

"Last time I checked, you don't have that kind of authority, Hood."

He turns around and looms over you. "Don't I?"

Anyone else would back down. You might've a week ago. You should, after the tongue lashing Bruce gave you.

But there's no soot on Hood's helmet or vest. He doesn't smell sweet like gasoline or pungent like motor oil.

He was in the factory to help.

Something shifts. Batman is wrong. Batman is more wrong than he's ever been.

Because Hood's not the enemy here. Not anymore. Maybe not ever.

You push past Hood. "It'll be faster if we work together."

"Oh, absolutely not. You're not even in your suit."

"As per your request," you say, flashing a plastic smile. "You're welcome."

"Don't get cute with me, you—hey!"

You dart past him and go straight into the factory. Hood shouts your name, which makes you pause, just for a moment.

But revealed identity or not, you need to clear the building. So you pull on your mask and run faster.

Your worst fear is confirmed when you check the upper level: someone was missed in the evacuation. It's a worker, and she's unconscious.

You don't think about how explosions come in pairs in Gotham. Don't think about how long it'll take to get to the exit.

You take off your mask and slide it onto her face. The smoke burns your throat immediately, but you ignore it and lift her in a fireman carry, just as you were taught all those years ago by Robin. He's the one who taught you how to save people without relying on brute strength or height.

You hope he's alright, wherever he is. You hope he's not too upset seeing you rush into a burning building.

That's your last thought when you see the entrance. Your face is covered in sweat and grime. The heat from the fires is exhausting. You can feel your eyes beginning to close.

"There's something seriously wrong with you," a decoded voice says in your ear, and then the woman's weight is lifted from your shoulders.

Hood grabs your hand, the woman over his opposite shoulder, and you make it out just as the second explosion goes off. It knocks you forward.

Hood puts the woman down just in time to catch you. His arm is around your waist, the other hand cradling your head. His gloved thumb touches your mouth, and you feel his dawning realization as he finally sees your mask on the woman.

"Don't tell Ba'man," you slur.

"Jesus fuck—" Hood starts to drag you. You feel lightheaded. He's moving, and you wish he'd stop. "You don't take off your mask. You never take off your mask. We taught you that!"

"She was unconscious, J'y..."

Arms tighten around you. Everything goes dark.

****

You wake up to the smell of scrambling eggs.

For a moment, you just bask in the smell. It smells like Alfred's breakfast scramble. Bacon. Butter. Golden potatoes.

Then you wake up further and realize that you're not in the Manor. You're in your apartment.

So who's cooking?

You get up quietly, slipping out of your room. You pause in front of the full-length mirror.

Honestly, you've looked worse. Your hair needs a wash, and you're in the same clothes you went into the building with, which are now a little charred. But your face is clean of soot, and your throat hurts only a little.

The kitchen sink runs. You slowly creep out into the living room, keeping your breathing even and silent.

The mess of black hair, you recognize. Sort of. You might've mistaken him for Bruce if you didn't know that Bruce has a lifetime ban from kitchens all over the world.

He's too tall to be Dick. Too skilled in the kitchen to be Bruce. Too nice to be Bruce, too—you can't imagine Bruce Wayne making you eggs. Especially when you disobeyed his orders. Again.

The red helmet on the kitchen stool turns your blood to ice.

You grab the letter opener from a drawer and wait a few seconds to see if Hood's heard you. Then you throw the letter opener with near perfect aim at his exposed shoulder.

He catches it without turning.

Your heart skips a beat. Every time you think you might get the drop on him, Hood reminds you just how competent he really is.

A mix of fear, aggravation, and something you don't want to examine too closely swirls in your gut.

"Impressive," he says. "Dami been training you? Mama Al-Ghul spent a lot of time on his knife lessons."

"Why are you in my apartment?"

Hood sets the letter opener down on the counter and turns off the stove. Then he serves the breakfast scramble on two plates, then sprinkles chives over them.

This is the weirdest kidnapping ever.

He sighs, back still facing you.

"You can't tell anyone it's me," he says.

"You make a lot of demands for a guy who just used the last of my eggs."

Hood laughs. It sounds wet. It sounds like grief.

"God, I've missed ya, honeylove."

Your heart pounds. You try to find another weapon, anything. Hood doesn't give you the chance.

He turns around.

The first thing you see is the stark white streak of hair and the curls you once loved. The curls that were near unrecognizable in the casket.

You were right: Batman was wrong.

pt 3

[strangelyunfinshed]

A quiet evening in, having drinks with your boyfriend and his roommate leads to a tempting proposal.

Part 1 of 2? WC: 1367 TW: kissing, voyeurism, alcohol

Sugar and smoke cling to your tongue as a frozen fire burns in the back of your throat. Warmth spreads inside you, sending a shiver to your skin. Lip gloss coats the rim of the tall shot glass when you place it on the scarred coffee table next to the bell-shaped bottle. Your tongue collects the remnants from your lips as you lean back, melting into the lean chest of your boyfriend behind you.

“I don’t know how you two drink that stuff,” Steve grimaces, rotating the crystal tumbler full of whiskey in his hand. His other arm is wrapped around your waist, his big hand splayed high on your thigh, toying with the edge of your skirt where you sit with one leg tucked beneath the other.

The dim light from the lamp casts a golden hue through the living room, accentuating the haze of the evening. Eddie, sprawled out on your other side, smirks as he watches you. His dark eyes glint with amusement and something else—something that has your stomach clenching.

“‘Cuz it tastes like candy,” you explain, leaning forward to run your thumb over the plump bottom lip of the chocolate-eyed boy, brushing off a gold flake only to have the wet tip of his tongue peek out and chase your finger.

Steve’s skeptical snort vibrates against your back.

“It’s not so bad,” Eddie murmurs, voice low and steady, as his unwavering gaze holds yours. Your inhale is sharper than usual, and his eyes flicker away, dropping to the floor before searching the room.

"Don't listen to him." Steve's lips are warm on your ear. "He never drank that shit before I started bringing you home." He places a kiss on your temple before trailing his lips lower, tilting your head to find the spot that has your toes curling into the carpet.

A moan so soft it’s barely above a whisper finds its way past your lips. Eddie's gaze snaps back to you. His eyes flare as he smooths his palm down his jean-covered thigh.

Heat rises from your neck to your cheeks, not entirely due to Steve or the liquor. You clear your throat with a shallow breath. “Well, I like having someone to take shots with me.” Leaning forward, you reach for the bottle, dislodging Steve’s lips as you fill the two glasses to the brim.

You nudge the other glass toward Eddie, looking up at him from under your lashes. The way his stare follows your movements has a shy smile tugging at your lips.

A huff comes from behind you. “Not that we mind you third-wheeling it, Munson, but it might be nice if you had a date every once in a while,” Steve says, downing the rest of his glass.

When you first met the roommates at a bar on campus, it was Eddie who was the shameless flirt. But after a few weeks, it hadn't amounted to anything. So when Steve asked you out, it was an easy yes. A few months later, and Eddie still hasn't brought anyone home. Steve has mentioned a time or two that he still isn't over the last girl who broke his heart.

Eddie scoffs, rolling his eyes as he reaches for the glass. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll work on that,” he mutters, his fingers brushing yours briefly as he takes the shot.

“I’m serious man…”

A sour taste fills your mouth and you down your shot hoping the cinnamon will overpower its bitterness. 

“We were just talking about it the other day. It would be nice to see you with someone new. Instead of sitting around here shooting brooding looks at the plant.” Steve gestures at the potted fern you brought over a few weeks ago. 

“I don’t brood.” Eddie places his glass back on the table with a little more force than necessary. 

“Dude, you're like the poster child for 80’s rock ballads. Look, we just want to see you happy. Isn’t that right, angel?”

“Yeah,” you breathe, meeting his gaze, “I want you to be happy, Eddie.”

The look he gives you in return is heavier than you can hold. Your eyes lower to your hands twisting in your lap. “Isn’t there anyone you like?”

The air is trapped in your lungs while you wait for him to answer.

“No.” His reply is quiet but firm, making you swallow hard.

“Well, maybe it’s time to–” Steve makes a clicking sound with his tongue, “–Get back on the horse. Stop waiting on Miss Right and find Miss Right Now.”

“Yeah.” Eddie’s shoulders slump as his gaze drifts, “Maybe you’re right.”

“I know I am. We’ve all been there before. All you need is a little confidence boost,” Steve’s hand squeezes your thigh, “Maybe you can help him out, angel?”

Eddie’s mouth drops open as he sucks in a breath. Your head whips around, eyes impossibly wide as you stare at Steve.

“What?” Steve asks his face the picture of innocence. “Oh,” he says after a moment, the light in his eyes turning on. “I meant maybe you could introduce him to one of your friends.”

Your shoulders relax, but tension still simmers in your stomach. Eddie clears his head with a shake, a quiet chuckle escaping his throat as he reaches for the bottle.

“I mean unless you two were up for it,” Steve throws out, leaning closer.

Eddie freezes his knuckles turning white as he grips the bottle. 

“Steve!!” You react the way a nice girl should but shock doesn't explain the heat pooling low in your belly or the dampness in your underwear. 

“You told me you think he's‐” 

You muffle Steve's next words by slapping your hand over his mouth, but he pries your fingers off and turns to Eddie, “She thinks you're hot.”

“I said cute,” you correct, but the clarification doesn’t stop Eddie’s lashes from lowering bashfully or the rose blooming on his cheeks.

“Same thing,” Steve grips your chin, turning your face towards him. “And anyone with eyes can see how beautiful you are. I’ll never forget how damn lucky I am to have you.”

His mouth is an irreverent caress of lips and tongue that has your heart swelling. Your thumb traces the twin freckles on his cheek, his hazel eyes lit up with warmth for you that he's never attempted to hide.

“So let me get this straight,” Eddie's gravelly voice cuts through the moment. “You, Steve Harrington, are offering for me to make out with your girlfriend?”

“You're my best friend, dude. I trust you. Besides,” His index and middle finger run along the bare skin of your arm, raising goosebumps in their wake. “I've always liked to watch.”

“You've never told me that,” you can't hide the surprise in your voice.

“You never asked,” he replies with a wink. He searches your face as his fingers continue their journey, lightly tracing your collarbone, down the swell of your breast, and over the hard outline of your nipple. “There are so many things I want to do with you. We haven't even scratched the surface.”

In the span of a breath, you’re clutching at the front of his shirt, your lips crashing together in a way that’s only happened behind closed doors. One hand tangles in your hair, heavy breaths and the wet sounds of your mouths fill your ears. His other hand seems to be everywhere, leaving little fires under your skin.

Eyelids heavy, you follow his hands as he turns your jaw toward Eddie. “Look at him, angel. He wants you. Don’t you, Eddie?”

Eddie’s dark eyes are almost black, his pupils blown wide, a flush heating his skin. “Yes,” he admits, loosening his grip on the couch to run a hand through his hair. “Fuck.” He looks away, then his gaze locks with yours. “I do. I want you.”

The flames in you rise, chasing the butterflies into taking flight. Your breath catches, lips parting.

“It’s your decision,” Steve’s lips are at your ear. “You say no and it all stops. It’s over. Forgotten. Just say the word and we’ll give you anything you want.”

Eddie sits with tension pulling his shoulders tight, the muscles in his neck cording. His lip is caught between his teeth, his expression unguarded, eyes a silent plea, hoping not to regret his confession.

The solitary word crystallizes on your tongue, the sweetness of your drink turning it sticky, making it impossible to pass your lips.

The static charge freezes the air. Steve's fingers tease under the edge of your shirt, drawing circles on your hip. His question is soft but insistent. “So, angel, what’s it going to be?”

Thanks for reading! Let me know if you want a second part. Torn's chapters are just so big, I wanted a break with something short and sweet.

[jokerbunn]

Silly Headcanons abt Arthur

𓈈⠀⠀ 𝅄 ⠀᧔◍᧓ ⠀⠀ ��� 𓈈

I've been brainrotting abt this man in the past 9 months. (I'm so normal abt him.)

So I'll share some of my useless headcanon of him (if you don't agree, pls do not spread hate. This is just my personal view. If you don't agree, it's definitely fine)

1- He is allergic to tomatoes.

My bro is totally allergic to tomatoes. He can't eat them or come into contact with them.

Which is a shame, cuz Penny likes it.

2- Arthur is a little afraid of birds

Don't ask me why. But I can just FEEL that Arthur is a little bit scared of birds. This man is not afraid of spiders or lizards (His mother is terrified of these things. Every time one of these shows up in their apartment, he takes it out for her.), but put a canary near him and watch the real meaning of discomfort.

3- He is obsessed with curly hair.

He definitely thinks curly hair is beautiful. He would even ask to touch someone's hair. But he is very shy and is afraid of hurting the person.

The only hair he touches is his own and his mother's. They have the same curl. So it's not really a big difference. But I can feel that he thinks afro hair is beautiful.

4- He's bisexual, period.

He doesn't call himself bisexual, obviously. It's the 80s. And Arthur is afraid of sexuality in general. But something tells me, that Arthur likes both men and women. But he doesn't think it's right for him to like men, because that's not the example he has. Arthur is desperate for romance, and all he knows about it is from movies. And in movies at the time, only heterosexual couples were shown. So I think Arthur would feel dirty because of this.

HaHa's has male strippers, and I'd say he's caught himself looking at them from time to time. But he doesn't know if he envies them, wanting to be like them, attractive to women, or if he wants to touch them.

(he wants both.

5- Arthur has dyslexia.

Throughout the movie, we see that Arthur's handwriting is rubbish. And in Joker 2, it is simply proven by himself that he didn't go to high school. However. In the last year of elementary school, you should already be literate and able to write. Which is not the case with Arthur. He doesn't know how to write properly and his handwriting is poor.

People with dyslexia have a peculiar brain functioning for linguistic processing related to reading. Dyslexics have difficulty associating the graphic symbol, the letters, with the sound they represent, and organize them, mentally, in a temporal sequence.

And I think Arthur fits that perfectly.

6- Arthur has level 2 support ASD.

Arthur is (undiagnosed) autistic, and you can't prove me otherwise. (Im autistic myself, so dont come at me☠️✋🏼)

My bro doesn't recognize irony, he's naive, has hyperfocus, do stimming, and doesn't know how to fit in with society, he feels love in a different way, etc.

He is an autistic man with a hyper focus on comedy and Murray Franklin, period.

Anyways, hope u all enjoy!

[6sixx6sexual6]

Hiiiii I was wondering if you could make a fan fiction about Vince becoming a dad or tommy or Nikki thank you!!

UGH IT FEELS SO GOOD TO WRIGHT AGAIN ITA BEEN SO LONG THAT TUMBLR STARTED BRINGING OUT THE 0.5 NOTE THING ON MY ACTIVITY. ALSO I DIDNT DO VINCE IM SORRY BUT I HAD ANOTHER REQ ASKING FOR NIKKI AS A DAD SO I DID NIKKI AND TOMMY. ALSO GOT A LITTLE CARRIED AWAY WITH NIKKI MB

word count:1,736

warnings: drugs, alcohol, mention of miscarriage, cursing, insecurity, smoking (reader, only once. it was common for pregnant women to smoke in the 80s) not proof read

so I usually write for 84-86 motley (cuz thats my favorite🤭) I was tempted to do both 84 and 90s but maybe in like 5 months LMAOO

Nikki

now in the days where Motley was on top of the world and you were his girlfriend (long term or not) and he really liked you, probably really loved you even.

there was really no good time to tell him you were pregnant, you're with him all the time, but you're also with his band all the time.

and with the guys he's drinking, doing drugs, there's chicks everywhere, you know how it is.

nikki doesn't smoke but he drinks, and when he noticed you stopped smoking suddenly (though you admit to smoking once or twice in the few weeks after finding out)

you tried to smoke, you saw pregnant women smoke all the time but when you tried it made your stomach hurt and made you wanna throw up

 but when you also denied his offer to share a bottle with him, he got curious.

“you quit smoking or something?” “I guess.” “..why?” “just don't feel like smoking.”

now when you eventually told him you were a couple weeks in, still in your first trimester and you knew miscarriage was possible but wasn't too educated on it.

you told him at a party. whatever or whoever's party, it didn't matter, Nikki was wild, you didn't feel good and you just wanted him.

you would try and pull him aside but bed probably get a little annoyed, and when you finally got him hed probably do that asshole thing people do and go like “what? you have all my attention now, what do you need? hm?”

your hormones are crazy, you'll get upset and tell him your pregnant and apologize, and he's looking at you like he lagged, he didn't move lol

now he feels bad for doing this, but hed probably walk away, not because you're pregnant but he needed another drink and to think.

you probably went home and he got home earlier than he would’ve and went to find you and talk to you.

he was a little upset you didn't tell him sooner and did eventually apologize for walking off.

and he really didn't know what to do and didn't think too far ahead until he knew if you guys were gonna keep it.

you wanted to keep it? he didn't say no but was tempted to try and talk you out of it but didn't, but there was a lot of “are you sure?”

best believe he told his grandparents nona and tom right away

during the pregnancy he kept you everywhere, shows, parties, everywhere

He was nervous and excited but really emotional.

hes always wanted to be a dad deep down, and now he was getting the chance to be in a child's life, even if he knew he wouldn't be perfect he wanted to at least be there and try unlike his own.

you guys probably lived in van nuys at the time, he tried to baby proof everything like a week before you're due but he was in the zone lmao

probably even tried to cover the windows with cardboard or something but that's just because of drugs. He took the cardboard down.

while in labor, you're freaking out, hes freaking out, you're angry because you should be the one freaking out, hes freaking out because hes not supposed to be freaking out but he is and you're mad and hes gonna be a dad.

and right when the baby's almost out and you're crushing his hand, Tommy and Vince just started pounding on the door since the nurse's wouldn't let them in and you couldn't make out what they were saying but you didn't care, you hated everybody right now.

boom, baby was born and he stopped freaking out, the nurses took him for an examination and he stayed right next to you but was always looking at the baby.

he cried a little and wasn't ashamed.

hed wipe you off and tell you you did a good job.

when he finally got to hold the baby the nurses had to show him how to hold it a couple times before actually letting him.

he was so stiff and the baby was so small and he didn't know what to do besides slightly bouncing the baby in his arms even though it wasn't crying that much, it felt like it was just him and the baby in the room, looking down at his green eyes and could already tell it had your lips.

he's smiling and slowly walks over to you so you both could be with the baby.

nikkis a happy man and not a perfect dad but he tries harder than ever.

(obviously he made tommy, Vince and mick the baby's Godfathers and you had some of your friends the Godmothers.)

Tommy

tommys fallen in love with a lot of girls, but you've been his longest girlfriend and swears you're the one.

Of course he wants you to have his babies.

hes talked about it with you and also about marriage and your guys future together with like 5 kids in a big ol house.

hes great with kids. loves them.

even when he was just a kid he loved kids

I wouldn't say he poked holes in the condoms or anything, but he definitely wouldn't mind if one broke, all in his head of course, he wouldn't do it on purpose.

but when he woke up to you straddling him and held up a thin white stick with a blue tip and a big smile on your face, he was confused and didn't get it yet.

but when he squinted at it and remembered seeing one of those at a convenience store for condoms, he looked up at you more awake and sat up and took it from you to look at it.

“are you fucking kidding me?”

you shook your head no and he wrapped his arms around you and kissed all over your face and neck and chest.

hes a happy boy.

“no way baby, these are gonna get so huge! thats gonna be crazy!”

hed say and grab your boobs and then your stomach.

“and this too! but in a good way- the best way!”

and he'd scramble out of bed to find a bag to put the stick in and ramble about how he's gonna make a scrapbook.

hes calling his mom 100%

she's just as excited and you can hear her yelling in Greek and Tommy would have to pull the phone away from his ear.

huge baby showers, alcohol in baby bottles is a must (he was tempted to do something with coke as baby powder but went against it. he wasn't gonna get high at his baby shower, he was high on love and happiness)

you weren't gonna lift a finger the whole pregnancy even if you aren't even showing yet.

 you want a peanut butter and pickle sandwich? he's bringing everything to the couch for you and making it, he'll even try it with you.

perfectly capable of showering by yourself? not on his watch.

you wanna watch Sophies choice again? he'll tell you to be careful because you'll make the baby depressed (he also doesn't wanna watch it again)

if you're feeling insecure, hes your hype man even before you were pregnant. He'll probably buy lingerie for you and have you give him a fashion show, and he's shouting and clapping even though its midnight and its only you two. (three)

payed people to make a nursery so you wouldn't have to wory about it and he could be with you, but you both would spend all this time picking the wall paper, what color wood, what crib, etc.

throughout the pregnancy hes kissing your stomach, gets caught trying to play your boobs like bongos, picking everything up for you, gets you a pool floaty so you can lay on your stomach.

also cooks all this Greek food to see if you would like it.

also 100% takes turns with the guys playing songs on a Walkman and putting the headphones on your stomach, mick thinks its so silly and plays dirty songs.

tommy would have zero nervousness until your in the hospital. 

you're having contractions and he's trying to time them “1, 2, 3- wait wait wait” and doesn't know what he's doing.

lowkey the nurses ask him to just sit and wait lmao

he had everybody there, his parents, his sister, the band if they could make it and even called your family for you.

he feels bad because you're scared then two seconds later you're a demon and he looks like a kicked puppy when you yell at him because he's just as scared.

while you're giving birth his hands are on you and he fights the urge to pull his hand away because you're squeezing so hard, probably going “come on, come on! almost, baby!” all while trying to look at the action going on down there.

when the baby was born and they put it on your chest hes in awe, his hands on his head and leaning over you to see the baby, then he's going and thanking the doctors and the nurses trying to hug them.

he was so happy and nervous when he got to cut the cord, looking down at the baby and going “this is crazy, dude.” talking to both him and the baby

when the baby is a little older and its been home for a while, Tommy would not put that baby down.

the baby's on his lap and hes moving its its little arms with its balled up fists and making hes making little drum sounds like it was playing drums

hes definitely the one to get up when the baby cries at night but then it turns to rock paper scissors and making chore exchanges.

I see tommy being a girl dad, but would probably freak out and think about all those groupies hes been with and go “holy shit, I did that to someone's daughter”

if you had a son and its a little older like a toddler hed make a little fort with the couch cushions and a blanket, and when you try and join tommy goes “no mommies allowed!” followed with little giggles, Tommy and the son have a little meeting and eventually settled on a password for you to guess and then you can come in.

[mochinomnoms]

Does Rewrite the Universe get a Rebellion movie ending? Cuz that scene in the end with Homura and Sayaka but Ace and Malleus would be so cool, I already have a little scenario about it in my head lmao.

Also cuz the movie following that one will come out sometime soon this year so, just curious about it.

Also tell me you saw the trailer for it, it’s good.

And another question! How many times was Ace just, going back in time? I think Homura went back around 100 times in canon, making her one of the oldest magical girls (I think the oldest known got to 28 years old, we see her witch in the anime!)

I haven't watched it yet I want to so I can use it as a reference for RTU cause I know what happens and I intend to use it as inspiration for RTU, but ofc not exactly like it. The ending will not be happy is all I will for sure say :)

Also for Ace, I haven't really thought about it quite yet. He's gone back at least 5 times just based on my oneshot from the franscesca event, but much more in RTU. I think somewhere around the ballpark of 80 times at least. Age-wise, like Homura he's relived the same time for a while. I think for him it's about 7 months if my current understanding of the TWST timeline is right. So he has relived a total of 46.67 years, making him technically in his 60s for the story. :)

[religion-is-a-mental-illness]

New Rule: Gender Apartheid | Real Time with Bill Maher

And finally, New Rule: if you're out protesting for a couple of hours wearing this...

... you have to go all the way and spend an afternoon running errands wearing one of these.

You can't side with the people who ruthlessly oppress women without at least getting a taste of what you're supporting.

Well, now that summer is here and the Hamas-backing college protesters have dispersed back to their summer internships at Goldman Sachs, I thought it might be a good time to say this: I actually admire your youthful idealism, and our world would be poorer without it. Much like your parents who just wasted 300 grand on that ignorance factory you call a college.

Not that I think it's your fault, being this poorly educated and morally confused. That takes a village. Shitty schools, overindulgent parents, social media, that priest who rubbed lotion on you.

But three cheers to you for at least having the impulse to seek a cause in something bigger than yourself. It's just that the one you picked, you missed the boat by a fucking mile.

But here's the good news. You want a cause? Cuz I totally got one for you. Apartheid. Yeah, apartheid, the thing you've been shouting about with Israel for months. Never mind that Israeli Arabs are actually full citizens. You learned that word from a 2 Chainz song and discovered that protesting South Africa's apartheid in the 80s was a righteous cause, and so it was. To this day, when celebrities are asked, who is the person they most admire, one name is always the safest choice.

So, naturally, when you heard that Israel was an apartheid state it gave you such a boner you literally pitched a tent.

You knew how wrong it was when tens of millions of South Africans had been treated like second class citizens just because of their race.

But here's the thing. Today, right now, hundreds of millions of women are treated worse than second class citizens. When you mandate that one category of human beings don't even have the right to show their face, that's apartheid. And it goes on in a lot of countries.

For the last couple years, women in Iran have been saying, "take this hijab and shove it." Because in 2022, a young woman named Mahsa Amini was arrested for wearing her mandatory hijab incorrectly and then died in police custody. And now security forces have killed over 500 people protesting her death and this obvious human rights violation. How about defunding those police?

Amnesty International says that, "Iranian authorities are waging a war on women that subjects them to constant surveillance beatings sexual violence and detention." What P. Diddy calls a hotel stay.

In Iran, MeToo isn't a movement, it's what a woman says when another woman says, my life sucks.

Yasmine Muhammad is a human rights activist who got married off to a Muslim man with fundamentalist views about women not exactly uncommon in the Muslim world. He forced her to wear the niqab all the time, including once beating her because she took her hijab off at home, because the apartment had a window through which people might see in. And this was in Vancouver.

Here's what Yasmine said about veiling.

"It just suppresses your humanity entirely. It's like a portable sensory deprivation chamber and you are no longer connected to humanity. You can't see properly. You can't hear properly. You can't speak properly. People can't see you. You can only see them. Just little things. Passing people on the street and just making eye contact and smiling, that's gone. You're no longer part of this world, and so you very quickly just shrivel up into nothing under there."

And that's my answer when someone says "Islamophobe."

Really, feminists? Come on, there's got to be a happy medium between a husband making his wife wear this, and a husband making his wife wear this.

I know 1619 was bad, but this is happening right now, right under your nose rings. And it's not just the clothes. 15 countries in the Middle East, including Gaza, have laws that require women to obey their husbands. Laws. Not just Harrison Butker's opinion.

And those societies also have guardianship laws, which means a woman needs permission from her husband to work, to travel, to leave the house, to go to school, to get medical attention. Nothing?

Honor killings, where women are murdered by their own fathers and-or brothers happen so frequently they can't even have an accurate account of how many.

In 59 countries, there are no laws against sexual harassment in the workplace, and many have no laws against domestic violence or spousal rape. 20 countries have marry-your-rapist laws. Multiple societies have laws about what jobs women can and can't do. Make a Barbie movie about that. 30 countries practice female genital mutilation, and 650 million women alive today were married as children.

Kids, if you really want to change the world and not just tie up Monday morning traffic, this is the apartheid that desperately needs your attention. Gender apartheid. This is what should be the social justice issue of your time. How about, from the river to the sea, every woman shall be free?

But in reality, it's not an issue at all. For one reason: the people who are doing it aren't white. I hate to have to be the one to break it to you kids, but non-white people can do bad things too. Now, white on black racism certainly has been of one of history's most horrific scourges. But also, it's true that in today's world being non-white means you can get away with murder.

So good on you kids for following your instinct to protest social injustice. Just remember, when it comes to finding a cause, pulling your head out of your ass is an important rite of passage.

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They won't do it not just because it's Intersectionally inconvenient, but also because it would require admitting that, as citizens of first world countries and students of Ivy League universities, not only do they not live in a "patriarchy," but they're some of the freest, most privileged, most self-determining people who have ever lived in the world at any time, ever.

And, having spent decades crafting a narrative of being long-suffering and "oppressed," they'd have to surrender the significant social, political and economic capital that narrative affords, by fighting for women in Iran, Gaza, Afghanistan and other countries to have the same rights and privileges they take for granted. And regularly spit on.

[seeminglydark]

I'm in love with Caro's style! It's a super cool mix of masc, fem, and vaporwave kind of look. As an enby who, at first, thought I had to look a certain way after coming out as non binary, I was wondering how Caro found their style after they started transitioning and figuring out who they were as a person.

Hello! So I did draw an entire four page little comic thingy to answer this, but I'm going to post it tomorrow cuz I wanted to draw a cute little cover for it ha. Figured I would answer you in text today though, and then you can have the visual tomorrow <3 First thing I'm going to say is that there is no 'certain way to look' for any gender identity or sexuality, cuz thats important, for those who dont wanna read through this text dump. Dress how you want forever.

SO! *rubs hands together* how Caro found their style! Background to those who havent read my comics, Caro grew up as a super high femme kid with crazy helicopter parents who controlled every aspect of their life, including how they dressed. They participated in pageants, modeling and wore a LOT of pink. Not that Caro didn't like pink, they did, but they liked purple better.

After Sully (highschool sweetheart) left, and Caro was on their own, they cut their hair off in a fit of rage and suddenly had to grow up real quick because they were on their own. Whats that got to do with fashion, RJ? Everything, dear reader! When they left, they had a bunch of Sullys shirts and his battle jacket. All 10 sizes too big of course, so paired the oversized tops with their own jeans, workout shorts etc. They had their cheer sneakers. And that is what they wore for a few months, til they got a job at the local gas station. The gas station employees were like, what is going on here with this little girl wearing too big clothes with a fucked up haircut, so, they pitched together and got this kid a proper haircut, during which Caro tearfully explains they arent a girl at all, they dont know what they are and everything is very scary and please dont fire them. Bev, one of their older co-workers decides they need better clothes and takes them to Seattle to thrift! Caro never thrifted in their life and found themself enamored with tacky 80's clothes and patterns, bright colors, funny tee shirts, etc. They worried, because maybe that wasnt what a boy would wear. Bev tells them theres no such thing as what a boy or a girl would wear, something Caro had never heard before, and that gives them mental permission to gleefully grab all the things they never got to wear growing up. They looked like a roller rink carpet threw up on them. they loved it.

The Gas Station Adults buy them a jacket that fits as well, GasCo purple of course, with their chosen name on the name tag. a symbol of acceptance. Caro started hearing things about genderfluid and nonbinary, and looking into what that meant, and what it could mean for them. Their podcast project, Mil-Liminal goes viral. Goldie, their agent, helps them get on low t. they realize how much fun body hair is and LOOK they can wear crop tops to show off their new tummy trail while still hiding their boobs. Whats even more fun? Getting tattoos. Taking their body back. Making themself into the person THEY want to see, and whats makes them the most happy. Still looking like an arcade carpet threw up on them, still loving it. They get top-surgery. Goldie asks them if they want to do a public face reveal. They've kept themself hidden this entire time, and realize they dont want to do that anymore. They shouldnt have to. They want to show the world this person theyve become. Which also means choosing a signature look for Mil-Liminal.

A Mix of their Highschool Varisty Jacket, and their GasCo Jacket. Sneakers. A nod to the pieces of clothing they always felt comfortable in.

Shorts and crop tops or mesh tops. Show off the tattoos, and the scars they earned becoming the person theyve always been.

Wear their identity on their sleeve, because not everyone can, but they are in a position where they want to make a difference and be seen for those who cant, cuz they know how it feels to be lost and scared and not have any idea how to move forward. Let their voice BE a voice.

A SnapBack. A call back to the first date with their highschool sweetheart, who listened, and put his hat on them and took them out and let them be themself, and loved them for it.

The most important thing to take from this anon, is that there is no Look. There is no way to dress or act or look if you're non binary, its not fashion. The same way clothing has no gender, anyone can wear whatever the fuck makes them happy. Put clothes on that, when you look in the mirror, you feel comfortable and happy. Its a very personal thing, and its about YOU, and how you feel. and your gender journey. Gender and Sexuality is as vast a spectrum as the human condition.

Thank you so much for the ask and inspiring me to make a look book and fashion journey post, I'll put it up tomorrow <3

[shradsmanifestt]

Hi love!!! I’m a newbie to manifesting and I wanted to reach out for advice. I’ll admit I’ve been quite frustrated with the law as I’ve tried to manifest things but they simply didn’t happen. Also people on tik tok and YouTube keep making videos and say the law is not real. I’m just so fearful and keep doubting. l've been trying to manifest something that I have mixed opinions about. I'm a newbie at manifesting and I want to lost 80 lbs by October 21, 2024. This might sound crazy and logically it is. People have said that you cannot do something like that cuz it is genuinely dangerous and I can lose a limb, get called for emergency surgery, or get sick. People have even said that they lost 30lbs in 2 months through the law, and that was excessive. Is my desire even possible? Also I'm afraid that I won't get my desire by that date cuz it is coming up. I just have a lot of anxiety and my mind keeps saying it’s crazy talk.

My manifestation is a drastic physical change + time crunch. Do you have any advice or input?

Do I need to take action to lose the weight? I hope I stay safe and it won’t come in a way that’s bad (aka path of least resistance). It seems a little hard for me mentally but I really want to be successful as I've tried to manifest this desire in the past on a time crunch and it didn't come true, hence ruining my belief in the law. But this time I want to put my foot down and get what I want!!

It's not crazy to me and it certainly doesn't seem illogical. It would only be if you assume so.

You don't need to take action if you don't want to. It's as easy as that.

All you need to do is know that it's already done. Not getting it done by this date. But that it's already a done deal and that's it.

I really don't need to explain more and more on this because there's nothing more to tell. You decide.

[joycegirl]

Cool Math Observations!

So this all came about because yesterday my dad noted in the family group chat that the date (12-12-2024) was the kind of date you won't see again for another 78 years (Until 01-01-2102, or 1-1-02). I thought that was cool, but then I realized that 2025 will still be special because we'll get to write 5-5-25, so instead of adding the day and month numbers together, we'll be multiplying to square years. And then we'll have 2036 in 11 years. And 2049 in 13 years...

I started sensing a pattern. I thought about all the square numbers and wondered how far apart each one was from each other. So I lined them up...

1, 4, 9, 16, 25, 36, 49, 64, 81, 100 1+3=4, +5=9, +7=16, +9=25, etc...

So basically, if you add all the odd numbers from 1 to 19 together: 1+3+5+7+9+11+13+15+17+19 = 100

So adding more odd numbers just makes more square numbers! And the odd numbers in the 10th places were interesting, cuz it was just the squares with 2 extra zeroes! 1...39 = 400 1...59 = 900 1...79 = 1,600 1...99 = 2,500

I thought "wow, that's so neat! I wonder what would happen if I add up the EVEN numbers instead!" So I investigated. (Continue if you are a math nerd.)

Adding even numbers together: 2+4+6+8+10+12+14+16+18+20 = 110 2+4=6, +6=12, +8=20, +10=30, etc...

And these resulting numbers aren't exactly squares, but n x n + n 1x1+1=2 2x2+2=6 3x3+3=12 4x4+4=20 5x5+5=30 42, 56, 72, 90, 110

The pattern continued if you kept adding even numbers! 2...40 = 420 2...60 = 930 2...80 = 1,640 2...100 = 2,550

Then for fun, I decided to see what it looked like adding every number, odds and evens:

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10 = 55 1+2=3 1+2+3=6 1+2+3+4=10 1+2+3+4+5=15 21, 28, 36, 45, 55

What was significant about this sequence of numbers (1, 3, 6, 10, 15, 21, 28, 36, 45, 55) is I realized that each number's multipliers followed a special pattern! 1=1x1 3= 1x3 6= 2x3 10=2x5 15=3x5 21=3x7

Do you see? Either the left side is adding 1, or the right side is adding 2, and it's always an odd number!

I thought this was all super fascinating, but then I remembered something else: The Fibonacci Sequence! 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55

The 10th number in that sequence, 55... is the same as the first 10 numbers all added together!

1+2+3+4+5+6+7+8+9+10 = 55

Mind blown.

[yippeeometer]

send favs for headcannoning you say? 👁️👁️

Hm,,,, how about some Loui hc’s cuz he deserves them? /silly

*not forcing ofc!! have a great day/night!! [strangles the timezones-]*

this man knows what he wants and what he wants is a good time and alchohol. that is all.

and hes charismatic. the kind of person ur just obsessed with for no apparent reason.

like he'd always be super down to hang out but every date u suggest is a day he's got someone else around bc that man's list of bitches is a mile long

speaking of loui's bitches like 80% of his thoughts r just florida themed. how can i impress this dumpster fire w a seagull themed shirt on backward. how can i make him want me even more than he already does. will he fetch me a dolphin if i so ask.

oh hes so musically talented and ur pulling ur hair out annoyed by it. hey guys mind if i just play this trombone perfectly despite not having held one in years. guys i just found a guitar anyone got any requests. my request is u stop making me look bad in front of my wife

mardi gras is a mentality for him. he's off limits for a month as he attempts to recover from the celebrations. lets just say he earned a LOT of beads.

his whole life hinges around the idea that he should never, ever say no to anything which means hes doing the most random side quests on any day of the week. find him in indi's kitchen at 6pm on a wednesday cooking him food bc indi asked for a recipe and he decided it would just be easier to show him.

hes on new york level intimidating but for completely opposite reasons. ny is mean and frightening. loui is very cool, often leading to ur own internal coolness crisis

[mysterypuppys]

i love that u love rabies puppybong...

it’s so fascinating and the craziest part about it is that the entire thing is just 5 different proteins and 1 strand of RNA and the virus is shaped like a bullet. Like holy moly

And ok let’s say you get bit on the leg by a rabid dog. Ok? What happens is the viral particles in the infected saliva will bind to your acetylcholine receptors and worm its way into your muscle cells and start to replicate. And your immune system can’t do shit cuz it’s not like it’s going to attack your own cells. Because it doesn’t even know what’s going on. and it travels from your muscle cells up your nerves and eventually makes its way to your central nervous system and to your brain. It basically hitches a ride inside your neurons. The incubation period is 1-3 months (unless you get bit somewhere with a lot of nerves like your face, then it may be shorter) so you literally have no idea this is happening until it’s too late. Like you are fucked. The 5 stages of the rabies virus are incubation, prodrome (the buildup to the disease stage), acute neurological symptoms, coma, and then death. Once you start showing symptoms you have about a week left to live like it’s over for you.

The 2 forms of rabies are furious (self explanatory, 70-80% of cases) and paralytic (20-30%), where it essentially paralyzes you. Furious form you die within 5-7 days of showing symptoms, paralytic is about 11.

I think most people know the symptoms of rabies (fear of light, fear of water, foamy mouth, etc) but the biology behind it is incredible. Basically what happens is once the virus is in your brain, it travels to your salivary glands and the muscles and the nerves there, and when you try to swallow, you get extremely painful muscle spasming. This is because it replicates in your saliva and swallowing it would just wash it all away (which is where the foaming mouth comes from, you literally cannot swallow). That’s also where the hydrophobia comes from. I couldn’t tell you how it evolved to this behavior but it’s so cool.

There’s also extreme behavior modification like aggression because it fucks with your molecules in such a way you stop producing serotonin. Your brain is just so full of virus you dont know where you end and rabies begins. It takes away your body’s ability to send T cells to help kill the bacteria so it just keeps multiplying and multiplying. then you get viral encephalitis because your brain is literally swollen with rabies and you have dead cells that just keep dying and piling up. And then you die. It’s so cracked

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[pumpkinstrawbrew]

❚█══the dystopian old men yaoi.══█❚

...

(i finally made myself finish this. it was sitting in my files for like 4 months as a barely recognizable sketch, judging me *the pun shamelessly intended* for being that slow. 

but since i’m taking it easy atm, i thought why not give these arts another shot. esp bc i only recently realized that dredd an’ fear' are those two guys i really loved in the game, i played as a child at my aunt’s bf house all those years ago. i had no idea that it was connected to judge dredd movie *the old one* an’ even less so, that it had smth to do with comics at all. 

*kinda crazy how many of these fundamentally ‘my’ things had re-found me years down the line. an’ everything makes such a shocking amount of sense too. the sort, that kid brew could do nothing important or super fun with. but adult brew knows how to enjoy it properly. it literally aged like fine wine for me.*

but oh, dredd an’ fear, i feel like one of those cases, where writers are kinda low-key afraid to expand on certain possibilities, bc many of them have the exact same problem with batman an’ scarecrow. my main theory, is that it’s not even ‘this would have been too gay’ sort of hold up, but that men are historically afraid of intimacy, esp between each other. doesn’t even have to be romantic stuff. just general intimacy. smth that you can reach only in that specific context, with those specific characters. but that’s just a theory! like, there are many other things, that make it impossible. as well, as the fact, that i can’t say that judge dredd is super rich when it comes to delivering an emotional punch. even if sometimes, it does this fairly effectivly.

but anyhow, i love the idea of dredd being forced to deal with the undead creature, who is fixated on him, simply bc he’s the only man, who has ever survived him. i mean, there was that one child, who also wasn’t scared of judge fear an’ didn’t die from a heart attack like anyone else, but fear threw him out of the window in fit of rage, so technically he still killed him lol. i also love the implication, that dredd can in fact feel afraid, but considering how emotionally stunted he is, perhaps, that’s what kinda saves him. what he might see tho, is another question as fear’s ‘face’ is supposed to project a person's deepest terror an’ nightmare right at his victim, stopping their heart as result. i love the idea of dredd being able to see fear’s actual face. be it a nightmarefuel, which was shown to us a couple of times, or his actual face. the one, that he seems to be very keen on hiding.

in short, i see so many opportunities to expand on both characters via their interactions with each other. esp since we barely know anything about fear at all. to me, he always feels like jonathan crane’s distant, alt dimension cousin. bc man, do they have quite a few similarities. i mean, if fear’s name was truly stanley kramer *this bit is unconfirmed, but i keep this as my personal hc* then you can’t tell me, that this wasn’t intentional. like, crane … kramer. both are thin, fugly, obsessed with fear an’ that one guy, who sends them to asylum / prison, cuz he's not afraid of them.

an' oh, by old men yaoi, i mean actually that. dredd ages in real time. so even, if he doesn't look it, he's 80 smth. an' judge fear is either around the same age, or maybe even way older. not that it matters for him, since he's literally an evil undead zombie ghost thing.

as for arts themselves, they are mostly based on judge dredd vs death game, less so on the comics. i really love how dredd have to navigate sewers in order to find fear. this is also the coolest level too.

but i think, that real culprit of my inspo was this,

i love how fear being low-key villainously poetic here. an' in the beginning of the level, he says 'dredd. i can smell your fear, dredd'. with what he can smell it with is a mystery. but he has way more lines directed at dredd vs mortis or fire, which is kinda curious. i guess, bc fear does like to talk big an' generally to run his mouth, even if in way lesser extend than judge death.)

[sid-the-sandwich]

Love For Love's Sake's Novel Summary: Spoiler Warning (Pt 1)

its been months and im still obsessed with this show. and since some people haven't read or didn't even know there was a novel - I thought I would summarise what wasn't in the show.

In case you didn't know the novel and the show are very similar from chapters 1-80 (Until the break up) then it skips to chapter 114-118 (When Myungha disappears and returns)

so what happens between these chapters?

chapters 81-113 are basically just sweet moments between Yeowoon and Myungha - where Myungha is worried but its also a wholesome back and forth.

I'm going to do 10 chapters at a time

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CHAPTERS 80 - 90 SUMMARY ====>

(Sorry i got rambly)

80 ->

After the break-up, the mission for getting 100,000 followers resumes

Myungha asks Choi Jinseo (Choi Jinjo's big sister) for help on what to do

81 ->

At school Myungha and Sangwon talk

Sangwon is cocky at first but actually cant believe they broke up

Yeowoon passes them, but no [Love Supremacy Zone] popup appears

Yeowoon has no reaction and just nods and leaves

Yeowoon has been running faster and crazier than ever

82 ->

Myungha asks Sangwon to get Yeowoon on board with a livestream

Yeowoon and Sangwon instead have a quiet argument,

they get snappy with each other about neither of them having Myungha

Sangwon doesnt manage to convince him

83 ->

They ask Si-ah to persuade him instead - it works

Myungha goes to Yeowoon's place

Yeowoon is waiting incase 'his sunbae' decided to come pass

Yeowoon invites him inside- But Myungha finds it awkward and leaves

they do a livestream to increase Yeowoon's fame

Siah and Sangwon do all the talking

Yeowoon is quiet during the stream

84 ->

The stalker comes back in front of Yeowoon's house

Myungha confronts him and tells the him information and job details about the stalker's life

the stalker swings a bottle to attack Myungha again - but Yeowoon saves him

Yeowoon is pissed with the stalker

Yeowoon anger even makes Myungha shiver

85 ->

Yeowoon is ready to fight but Myungha stops him

Myungha came with a hidden camera proof

they go to the police station

Yeowoon says Myungha hates him

Myungha goes to his house to prove it isn't true

86 ->

Yeowoon gives Myungha a pair of shoes he got as part of his sports-sponsorship-thing; it was the first thing he got from the job

Yeowoon says he'll wait 30 years for him, he doesnt mind if Myungha likes someone else - he'll be patient in hope

Yeowoon promises to make lots of money for them both

Yeowoon clings to him

Myungha gets a mission to make Yeowoon like someone more than him

Myungha cant bear seeing Yeowoon like some else!

87 ->

Yeowoon is lost in his own thoughts

he regrets the day they broke up- only if he wasnt crying and acted mature

He doesnt mind being just a toy to Myungha cuz 'atleast Myungha will love him sometimes'.

He then begs Myungha to get back with him - Myungha tells him to wait till his b-day.

Yeowoon promises he'll wait and be patient

at night, Myungha has a vision of his life at 29 where he was living in a dingy apartment and how sad he was.

after the vision, Myungha feels like he's electrified.

88 ->

he is then invisible to everyone and runs out the house in the rain wearing the shoes Yeowoon gave him. One of the shoes get's destroyed when Myungha falls (the shoe gets run over by a car)

Yeowoon is the only one who can see him and he covers him with an umbrella - the rain clears and everyone can see Myungha again. they both go back to Yeowoon's house.

Myungha cries in front of Yeowoon - and Myungha says he loves him.

Yeowoon thinks its a dream.

they kiss and get back together, not waiting till Yeowoon's b-day.

89 ->

they go to Yeowoon's house to warm up and dry.

Yeowoon gives him milk and dries his hair

Myungha admits he might not be here for Yeowoon's bday

Myungha explains that he broke up cuz he is an 'alien' and needs to return to his planet - Yeowoon finds truth in the words and believe's him.

Yeowoon hugs him begging him softly to try find a way to stay

Myungha tries to massage Yeowoon's ankle but Yeowoon is shy and thinking certain thoughts

Yeowoon has grown taller and they hug

90 ->

Myungha gets Jealous when Yeowoon says he has to meet Choi Jinjo (becuz she is the origional main character of the book/game)

Myungha asks about her

when they meet, Myungha is there too observing them

Yeowoon and Jinjo have a private meeting

Yeowoon is jealous cuz Myungha is too interested in her

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i'll post the more when i can - I already have it all written

i just feel like sharing

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The Break Up || Masterlist || 91-100

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[twisted-kratts]

Ranting and rambling

So I'm gonna be rambling on and on about the Related timeline of this AU and how funny it is in retrospect and also how it changes Dynamics.

Disaster Cousins

Now these four would generally be a much more healthy rivalry (kinda). Still, the thing is Martin and Chris kind of have a rose-tinted glasses view of Mateo and Charles, that being "They're like us but from Florida" which isn't untrue but Mateo and Charles hate that comparison so much because they've been called everything in the book "Martin and Chris Florida edition, Walmart Martin and Chris" etc which like these two are chaotic Florida men who'd send someone to the hospital if they hurt an animal. of course, the view of them being like Martin and Chris shatters almost immediately when they witness the two hog tie a person and leave them in a tree.

The Twin inventors

Abigal and Aviva would very much be competing, mostly, Abigal just didn't really entertain doing much in Science camp, mostly cause she wasn't allowed to do what she wanted without ethics and camp counselors coming in to stop her. She has a rule to never experiment on Aviva, so there's that. anyway why she formed the Twisted Kratts anyway was because A) Aviva was kind of complaining about some stuff to her, and B) it's 80%selfish (testing all the things she's blueprinted out when bored) and 20% to help alleviate some of Aviva's complaints She's a menace about developing the Twisted Kratts CPSs in like 1 month sooner than Aviva, from scratch, and watching just short videos of when they used them. Another fact is that Abigal is the older twin by 3 minutes and uses that to go "As the older sister I say we do this"

Half-sister gossip

Probably the most normal out of them all, they get on each other's nerves and will fight but will be there for the other if need be. though Koki has warned the others about Kita, that didn't work, Kita knows stuff about them each, and Koki has a headache.

Step-bro fall out

These two had a major falling out, they said some stuff in the heat of an argument that neither has fully apologized for it yet and stubbornly hasn't cuz JT's pride doesn't want to admit he was also in the wrong in that argument so they refuse to interact when the teams do interact.

I should get into how Zach and Zane are different and similar but also how their dynamics are different with the villains.

[cyberdragoninfinity]

Aporia for the ask meme!

LOVE OF MY LIFEEEEEE

Why I like them/why I don’t: ive made 32482389 posts about him but Aporia is just genuinely such a fantastic character and NOBODY GIVES A FUCK ABOUT HIM BECAUSE HE'S WAY IN THE BACK OF 5DS AND HALF OF HIS DUELS DIDNT GET DUBBED!! GAAAAHHH hes my wife my babygirl i will be the CEO of Aporia if no one else will this angelic werelion robot is so cool and so sad and just such a stellar baddie. he's sexy also. who said that.

What I like about their appearance: he truly has one of the most batshit bonkers yugioh character designs and it RULES!! HE'S GOT BIG OL WEREWOLF CLAWS AND FANGS AND A SICK METAL HALO AND NOBODY CARES BUT I DO. I DO!!!!!!!!!!! i need to make my dissertation post about Why I Think Aporia Looks Like That cuz i have my theories. but also monster robot cool as hell

Do I prefer their dub names or original names?: it's the same in both and i like a lot <3 i do think i like the Emperors' dub names a smidge more though. Primo as a name is just. so perfect.

OTP: accidentally fucked around and because the guy who has An Associated Nicheship but the sun could be swallowing up the earth and i would still be shrieking and howling about zoneporia. i love divorce.

NOTP: why is aporia/leo a ship on the 5ds shipping list. im going to kill you.

OT3: more like OT4!!!! ILIASTER PEEPAW POLYCULE OLD FRIENDS SENIOR APOCALYPSE SURVIVOR SANCTUARY REAL AND TRUE TO MEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!

Favourite card they use: IT'S SO HARD TO PICKKKKKK I LOVE MY MEKLORDS. chaos infinity as like. a Card mechanics-wise kind of sucks but i love it a lot, i need a site where i use chaosinfinity as my username. I also really like Afterglow of course, and Meklord Astro Dragon Asterisk <3 Fucked Up Weird Wyrm <33

Favourite moment they were in: The Afterglow Gambit (of course), but especially right before that, when Aporia slowly moved all of his normal sized cards to his graveyard one at a time in his fuckoff big claws. THE "oh i think i might be obsessed with this guy" moment of all time for me

Least favourite moment: the dub's "ending" where aporia just CRASHES INTO THE OCEAN AND DIES AND THAT'S IT!!!! SHOW'S OVER!!!! *punching the floor getting mad about my favorite 5ds duels not getting dubbed again*

Something I associate with the character: mythical lions, especially of the 'composite animal' variety (sphinxes, manticores, chimeras especially)

Would I fuck, marry or kill them: coughs. ok i will leave this question in just for this one. since aporia is 50 or 80 or 38323 years old. anyway last month was the 2nd anniversary of the night something happened to me and i became inflicted with lust for an anime man. god bless