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imagine-shenanigans · 6 years ago

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Absolutely you can get one!! I do matchups for all quadrants, actually! Except ashen, for the most part lol.

Anyway ahhh this is the first homestuck ask I’ve gotten 💖 💖 💖 ! Thank you @dinodiegos

Gonna put the rest under a cut since it uh, got super long

Okay, so I know you say only male fictional characters, but when it came to the ones that aren’t... “human” romantic in nature (for lack of a better term?) I went ahead and prioritized guys, but I felt a couple gals might fit so I did include them.

Red: Cronus Ampora, Kurloz Makara

-Explanation

I feel like you would fit best with someone who is going to fit in a sort of way like I explain in the moirail section. Someone who is going to have thicker skin and not take the joking to heart, or need emotional support quite as often, but you can occasionally banter with! Someone who’s going to spend time with you, and nap with you, and just have fun, and be okay with you providing gifts a little more than physical and verbal affection.

Cronus Ampora - I picked at about the same level as Kurloz, I couldn’t really decide between the two! I felt like he would fit because he’s big on spending time with you, and despite a lot of sexual innuendos and such, he really is going to just be elated to spend time with you, and relax. He’ll invest a lot of time into wanting to get to know your interests, and he’s a little sappy, and would adore when you get flustered. That being said, he will want physical affection quite often (the boy is hella touch starved) so he’ll jump at any opportunity to just relax and cuddle.

He is a little sensitive, and doesn’t have very thick skin, but he’d probably banter playfully with you a lot, as long as the jokes don’t cut too deep. He might ask you to cut back on insults if they start affecting him, or he’ll bottle it up until he just lets it out, who knows! In turn, he’s going to be pretty clingy, and he might say shit that hurts you or is too aggressive without thinking about it, cause he’s got a bit of pent up rage and aggression that stems from his issues. All relationships come with problems, so.

Kurloz Makara - I felt like Kurloz might be a good fit, because he’s got pretty thick skin, and he’s going to like gifts a lot more in place of affection. He would playfully banter with you (although in sign language and gifs and such- how does he even do that out loud) and be fine with things getting insulting, he’ll say it right back! He’s going to love horror and such, and playing horror games with you is a mix of him not looking at the screen but at you the whole time (while he’s playing??? how tf does he do that) and him watching you play eagerly if he knows something fucked up is about to happen. He thinks it’s really really funny when others get spooked.

That said... you might have to ask him to tone it down, and he’s going to have issues cuddling, since he’s afraid he might hurt you, and he has nightmares sometimes about doing the same thing he did to meulin... But with some careful coaxing he’ll at least cuddle with you for awhile! After he’s more comfortable in the relationship he’ll be more willing to sleep next to you, and take naps, but like I said, all realtionships have issues and problems ya gotta work through. There’s no perfect fit in a relationship where you don’t take issue with something the other person does! As long as you’re both willing to put in the effort, most relationships are going to work through communication and compromise (though not all! nothing wrong with relationships not working)

Pale: Aradia Megido, possibly Dirk Strider?

-Explanation

So! What I feel that you would need as a moirail is someone who is willing to call you out if you ever take your joking too far. Someone who is willing to privately, but seriously, have a nice talk with you and provide constructive criticism when needed. You also seem to need someone who is going to be a liiitle bit of a hands off moirail, since you seem pretty good with yourself, but provide emotional support as needed!

What you are going to offer as a Moirail, is more of a physical confirmation in the relationship, probably some awkward physical affection, but primarily gifts, and joking, and just your general presence! You’d be willing to dole out the emotional support and call someone out I’m sure, but primarily it seems to me like you’re looking for more of a human best friend sorta deal than the trolls’ “emotional support system” definition of moirails.

I picked Aradia as the best fit for you, because, let’s be honest? All of the characters in homestuck are, for the most part, hot garbage who need serious help. Aradia is, admittedly, one of the lesser “i need help” characters.

Aradia is more of a hands off kinda gal, who’s willing to support you when you need it, call you out when you’re not acting right, and provide emotional and physical support when you need it! That being said, she’s not going to like, be super duper into your business, if she’s with you, she’s trusting that you’re going to reach out to her if you need her! She’s pretty sharp, and can tell when things are wrong for the most part, but she’s also a little flighty and might not notice at times.

She doesn’t care too terribly much about the physical gifts, as in, she really likes them! But she’s not expecting you to get her anything. She just appreciates your support and friendship! She won’t need your emotional help too often, she’s got a good head on her shoulders and she seems pretty in tune with herself! But that doesn’t mean she WON’T need you, it’s just that you won’t really need to be up in her business often. She’d also probably adore debates, and your love of horror would be a good mutual activity! You two could play horror games together (probably her playing and you watching/talking) and have fun! I could see her wanting to frequently spend time with you, taking you on digs, and exploring and stuff!

For Dirk, he was more... the only guy who I could think of who would fit? Most of the guys in homestuck really need someone there emotionally, which, I’m not saying you couldn’t do, I’m just saying that they’d need a lot more verbal and physical reassurance.

Dirk isn’t afraid to call others out, and never has been, although he is kinda sensitive to criticism. I feel like you two might have a rough patch at first, getting all your dirty laundry aired out, but after awhile you’d be pretty rock solid!

He’d look forward to presents, since it’s a confirmation that you care about him, and that you were thinking of him. He’s not super mushy though, so I wouldn’t expect a huge grand thank you or anything -he’ll definitely give you something in return though! He’s very touch starved, so you will have to put up with him suddenly and awkwardly wanting hugs (god he’s so fucking awkward) and he’s not going to give anything to you straight. He’s honestly just going to jump around the answers and give cryptic nonsense bullshit but it’s kinda cool too because you can really get into debates together while airing out issues with each other.

The biggest issue I can see is that he unintentionally (or sometimes intentionally) comes off as aggressive, and can really be an asshole despite having good intentions. It’s something you two would really have to work on.

I wouldn’t say he’s the best fit, but with some work and time, he could definitely be a good moirail for you!

Pitch: Kankri Vantas

Explanation

For you, I felt that you needed someone willing to go toe-to-toe with you, someone who has thick skin, and will constantly banter with you. Unluckily, that... isn’t most of the homestuck guys. Nobody’s perfect though am I right? Anyway... I felt like you would need someone who was willing to have a rivalry with you, to get both of your aggression out, and just argue and have petty little physical spats that don’t actually go anywhere.

That’s why I picked Kankri Vantas as a good Kismesis!

I felt like the two of you would have interesting, and long banter sessions, debating on topics left and right and getting petty at each other while doing so. He’s a softer sort of Kismesis, which is going to be the ideal considering he won’t really get physical except for petty little cat fights where nobody actually gets injured but you’re more just wrassling, yknow? He’s going to have a little bit of a thin skin, but arguing with you is really going to change that.

He’d be pretty willing to go toe-to-toe with you, and since you two are arguing so much, it’s going to help him open up his world view a little more, and it’ll help you open up and speak your mind a little more around strangers probably? I’m not sure, but I feel like it’ll really help you stay on top of things, especially comebacks, and such. He’s not very physically affectionate, and Kismesises don’t really do gifts but if you got him stuff he’d really like it... just not tell you he does.

Honorable Mentions: Equius, Karkat, Sollux.

I feel like Equius might not be the best fit, considering he might not respond well to criticism or your way of bantering, and it would weigh down on both parties because he’s very very stubborn. I feel like you two just aren’t the best fit, because he might get... fetish-y with being with a human and it would probably just gross you out in the end.

With Karkat, he’s one for banter but... he’s pretty sensitive! You need someone who’s got thicker skin than he does, because criticism is needed, but he might not take to it well, and it would become more like bullying in his eyes, then he would lash out and... well, yknow.

With Sollux I initially thought he might be a pretty good fit! But then I realized that he’s pretty... flighty, erratic, and he’s going to respond well half the time, and the other he isn’t. A kismesis for him is going to be going toe to toe with him in banter, mentally, and physically, and know when exactly to step off and when to have thick skin against what he says. Which I’m not saying you CAN’T, I’m just saying I feel like he might hurt you, or you him, without realizing it, and it would turn into a mess.

Ashen: ... I don’t actually have one, sorry!

#matchups #homestuck #dinodiegos #it's matchup day ya'll!#i spent a lot of time on this one cause i know these characters so well fjasdkl;#like six almost seven years ago was when i started reading and BOY #anyway i have a rreeeeeeaaaaaallll big soft spot for it in my little gay heart #afjdskl; i didnt' mean to rant in the tags but oh well here u go

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ventoaureorun · 7 years ago

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Could you please do some drunk headcanons for Diego and Johnny? Preferably if their s/o's still fairly sober and has to take care of their drunk ass.

✖ DIEGO BRANDO ✖

- He is horrible when drunk, this boy gets all boastful and tries to pick fights with everyone. The worst part is that he can actually win. So you watch on as you partner punches the teeth out of another bar patron. You’re only here to stop his fun when his antics threaten his safety anyway.- Speaking of fights, if anyone else seems to get close to you he sure as he’ll would stomp over and give them a menacing smirk asking them what do they have to do with “ his prized possession.” kissing you to show them you belonged to him and only him. If they didn’t back off by then, he would forcefully make them.- It gets worse when the night goes on, the celebration from winning the Steel Ball Run was finally coming to an end and Diego finds his way back to you in the little table in the corner. He’d give you this soft purr of satisfaction as you run your fingers through his hair, ruffling the blonde mop before telling him its time to go back to the room the two of you shared to rest.- Getting him out of the bar was a feat on its own, with you having a few drinks too it was indeed difficult. The slight stumble in both your steps as you held on tightly to the arm he has around you, you both make your way across the street to the hotel.- Back in your room it gets messy just because of how Diego is. He’d throw his clothes aside leaving them lying everywhere on the floor as he falls onto the soft bed. Of course you won’t leave his alcoholic smelling ass stay on that bed as you try to coax him into a bath. In his intoxicated state Diego would just scoff at you telling you to forget it and just let him rest.- It was only when you yourself strip to leave for a quick bath did Diego consider a bath maybe not being too bad as he peeks in from the door to the toilet, earning him a splash of water to his face as his grumbles as shakes himself a little dry before walking in to join you.- After the both of you are clean, you dry him off and drag him back to bed. He gets super touchy when drunk and can’t help but to let himself wrap his arms around you. Pulling in for the tightest of hugs as he drifts off to sleep.

✖ JOHNNY JOESTAR ✖- Johnny is a hopeless drunk. A crying, emotional mess as he keeps professing his undying love to you over and over and over again. Lucky for you, the dead drunk Gyro is already having fun with the other ladies in the bar at the far end of it. So you were left with taking care of only Johnny.- You didn’t really mind to be honest, listening to your partner remind you over and over again how important you were to him or how much he couldn’t live without you. It reassured you that even when fully drunk, all Johnny could think about was how much he loved you. And of course you didn’t mind again when his arms wrapped around you, refusing to let you leave his side.- On the contrary you had to give him the softest of smiles as you passed him your handkerchief to clean away his tears again, already soaked an hour into him being drunk you just ended up with using his beanie to clean the mess which was your boyfriend.- With his emotions all over the place, if another guy try to hit on you he would immediately stop crying and give them the most serious look accompanied with a low, serious tone telling them to “ Fuck off.” And if they don’t, you bet you had to restrain your man before he shot someone with his nails. Not really sure to be honoured or embarrassed by his antics. - When it comes to brining him back to the hotel, it wasn’t as much of a difficulty as you expected. If you ignored his whining, pushing him back to the room was quite easy. Plus, the room was all yours due to Gyro sleeping with another lovely ladies’.- Getting Johnny to clean up was a lot worse, now that he was drunk he couldn’t properly move himself and you literally had to drag him to the toilet to clean up which earned you a soft, emotional smile as he pulled you into the bathtub with him instead when he pulled you down for a kiss.- You just laugh along and give him a proper kiss while the two of you sit in the tub washing yourselves up for the night. Slightly sobering up in the process Johnny managed to drag himself back to bed after you dry him off.

#Sorry for taking so long #dinodiegos #JJBA #SBR #Steel Ball Run #Diego Brando #Johnny Joestar

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anime-matchmaker-blog · 7 years ago

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If matchups are still open could I get one for Haikyuu!! (and possibly Bungou Stray Dogs if you're chill with more than one fandom) I’m a 5’3 chubby bisexual gal with wavy black hair. I'm very shy when it comes to new people and prefer meeting people in a group setting because one on one convos make me nervous and tend to make me blank out on what to say. When I finally do loosen up around people I can be a bit on the loud side and spend 90% of the time making jokes and having fun. (1/3)

(2/3) My humor is mainly vulgar and I like making jokes both at myself and occasionally close friends. My hobbies are mostly made up of drawing, writing, and playing relaxing farming games, but I also have a bit of a soft spot for cooking and baking. I also really love watching horror movies with people, and if the other person’s alright with it I’ll spend most of the time making jokes at it, even if I’m really enjoying it.

(3/3) I’m a bit of a dork and confrontation is very much a weakness of mine, even small disagreements making me a bit of a shaky anxious mess, so I’d prefer to keep everyone happy even if it’s sometimes at my own expense. When it comes to affection I’m very much a physical person who loves attention and cuddling, but actual verbal affection flusters me too much and I’m usually too embarrassed to return the sentiment. Thank you so m u c h !!

Hey, there! Thank you for requesting and your patience! ^^ I hope you enjoy your matches!

Haikyuu!! - Tendou Satori

As part of the crowd, Tendou will overlook you. This could either be because he’s way taller than you or because you stick to those you know. After you get into it though, he has his eyes on you, attracted to how you work the crowd with your jokes and playfulness. He doesn’t break away from his own group to introduce himself though, preferring to stay at a distance. When he tries approaching you afterwards, he ends up intimidating you and he loses the chance to talk to you. No hard feelings or anything - he was born with that face.

Whenever there’s something on Tendou’s mind, the first thing he’ll do is tell Ushijima. It doesn’t help that Ushijima doesn’t have much common sense either because the next day, he towers over you to tell you Tendou wants to talk to you. Not exactly the ideal opening to a relationship, let alone a conversation. You recognize Tendou from the other day though, so you introduce yourself and vice versa. You draw him in quickly with your jokes and charm and before long, both of you are making fun of one another and mutual classmates. He makes the first move of asking you to walk home with him after practice and you accept. He practically flies out of the gym to meet with you and when the others wonder what’s going on, Ushijima has a proud look that earns him some stares from his teammates.

Things start slow since Tendou respects your privacy and you find it difficult to gauge how comfortable he is with being with you. The days start off typical - walks after school, grabbing snacks at the corner store, going on walks, studying for exams and helping each other procrastinate. He invites you over to watch a movie with his team and since you know a few of them, you accept. Despite how easily he can get scared, he chooses a horror film, and ends up spending the entire film hiding behind a pillow. You make the experience slightly better by making commentary and jokes, which lightens the entire mood in the room.

When things begin to pick up, you find yourself baking him sweets since he loves your baking. He’s a decent cook so the two of you usually make food together than go out. He enjoys modeling for you and switching poses halfway to mess with you. Tendou knows when to keep his teasing to a minimum, especially if you’re reading or writing. He’s great at bouncing ideas and suggesting scenarios that make no sense but sound fun to write. He’s also a physical sort of person so when the casual shoulder touches and pats on the back turn into hugs and arm slings over the shoulder, no one notices.

As a honest guy, Tendou is upfront with his feelings and confessions. He doesn’t hesitate to confess his love when he confirms that he is indeed in love with you. Whatever your decision is, he’s fine with making you happy and entertained, but if he’s allowed to go one step further, he will take it.

Bungou Stray Dogs - Tanizaki Junichirou

The others have your attention when you first arrive at the Agency, so Tanizaki waits until they break away before going up to you. This doesn’t go too well for you, but you manage to stammer your name before freezing completely. Naomi breaks the ice easily by pouncing on her brother to introduce herself. That helps you snap out of your funk and excuse yourself to get work done. Naomi teases her brother that he scared her and he hopes to apologize before the day ends.

He and Naomi approach you afterwards to invite you for dinner as his form of a welcome party. Three is better than one so you manage to relax and enjoy yourself while revealing your playful nature. Naomi shares bits of your vulgar humor and Tanizaki simply sits like an awkward turtle while the two of you exchange jokes and laughs. He cuts in to apologize for scaring you earlier and you brush it off since you’re comfortable around them now. He offers to help you with whatever work you may receive as well as show you the ropes and how investigations go. Naomi wishes you luck, saying that you’ll be in good hands with Tanizaki. You can’t help but make a joke about that, which makes Naomi declare her love for you.

As promised, Tanizaki shows you the basics and walks you through common procedure and everything. He often partners with you to make sure you can get the hang of things, as well as protect you from Dazai’s antics, although Atsushi makes an effort to protect you too. Naomi helps pass the time while you’re working on paperwork and she wishes you luck every time you head out for an investigation. Tanizaki often invites you for dinner after work usually with his sister, but he begins to move away from her. Naomi has no qualms with this and while you did ask at first, you don’t notice her absence a while later. The three of you still hang out whenever possible, but on days off, Tanizaki does his best to dedicate his time to you.

The steps are slow. First, a move in the theater. Next, a walk along the boardwalk and around the city. He invites you over a few times for dinner and you do the same to repay the favor. He’s easily freaked out over horror films and while you enjoy teasing him for it, you try to make the experience enjoyable. He will never be a big fan of the genre, but he is a fan of your jokes so as long as the gore is kept to a minimum, he’ll watch any film to hear you make fun of it. Tanizaki isn’t a stranger to physical affection either, but he’s not one to initiate it. He does sometimes hug you unconsciously when there’s a jump scare, but most of the time, you’ll be the one rushing in for hugs. He can never deny you of a hug.

It takes a long time for him to realize he has feelings for you, even though everyone else, Naomi included, figured it out months ago. They all push him towards confessing, so when he gets around to it, it’s in front of the other staff. A public confession is the last thing he wanted, but he goes with it and admits his feelings for you. He loves your humor, your cooking, and your personality. He has a thousand other things he loves, but he’ll stand there all day listing them all, so he saves it for another time. He hopes you return his feelings, but if not, he’s more than happy to be your friend, or something else akin to more than a friend.

#Haikyuu!!#Tendou Satori #Bungou Stray Dogs #Tanizaki Junichirou #matchups #dinodiegos #request #Sara's stuff #i had a damn good time writing this #thanks for all the great description!

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thewalkingdead-imagines · 5 years ago

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Negan Imagine ~ Cold Hands

“Fuck, your hands are cold!”, Negan nearly called out as he stared down at your hands in his large palms, swollen and red from the snow outside the Sanctuary and the rough wood of the shovel you’d held onto for the last hour. You only nodded as Negan moved his thumbs along the sides of your hands, the heat of his own soothing you a little while it made your stomach tingle more as you caught his eyes roaming over your face. They were curious and had that teasing, roguish glance stuck in them, mixed up with the warmth you’d been seeing more and more over the last while. The only things that could distract you from his eyes were the snowflakes that were floating down the sky, some of them landing in his black hair that set a strong contrast in the bright surrounding and entangled in his beard, while he flashed a wide, toothy grin that let his dimples show beneath the thick salt and pepper stubble. “Gotta get these nice and warm again, huh?”, he mumbled as his eyes dropped back down to your entangled hands as his grasped yours tighter and brought them closer to him, leading them a little up before some moving figures that you could see from the corners of your eyes caught your attention. Your glance swayed to the three men that were standing by one of the entrances, smoking cigarettes that filled the cold air with some gray hot smoke while they watched you and their leader closely, talking and looking over again and again, almost like little girls on the school yard. “Oh, guess they like watchin’”, Negan’s deep voice huffed, the annoyance clearly audible even though the grin was still on his lips before it suddenly flattened and his eyes narrowed into a threatening glare. “Hey creeps, don’t ya got fucking work to do?”, he nearly roared through the air, loud and firm, enough to let the grown men at the entrance flinch a little, throw their cigarettes in record time to the snowy ground, putting them out with their shoes and the help of the snow as they hastily nodded. “Yes, boss”, they called back out, nodding again before they hurried inside and shut the heavy metal door with a loud bang behind them, leaving you alone with Negan in the courtyard. “Well, back to it”, he chuckled in the next moment, grasping your hands a little tighter as he held them closer and leaned down, enough to feel his hot breath brushing over your swollen knuckles. One good thing about the icy outside was that your cheeks were already reddened anyway by the cold, the blush that was creeping onto them not as noticeable but still, and much to your dislike, Negan seemed to notice what he was doing there to you with these couple touches. “What?”, he mumbled, grinning only wider as he lead your hands higher up, enough to brush his lips over your fingers, showing you exactly that he was aware on his effect on you in these very moments. “Nothing”, you mumbled anyway, mirroring his grin slightly that only grew into a roguish smirk while his rough beard stubble was tickling your sensitive skin, creating a contrast to the surprising softness of his lips. “Mhmm sure”, he husked, his eyes not leaving yours as his thumbs kept stroking over the side of your hands and warmed them second by second more up with his large palms. A soft chuckle fell from your lips as you shook your head softly about him which only motivated him to keep going with his caresses. “Didn’t get yourself some gloves just for this here now huh?”, Negan mumbled, the tease clearly audible in his voice as he grinned at you, sneaking his tongue over his lower lip,”Hoped I’d put those pretty hands in my pants.” “I didn’t”, you laughed, nudging his arm a little with your elbow while more heat rose up into your cheeks, too much by now to be explained by the cold,”Didn’t find any and Simon was stressing us to get outside.” “Well, looks like I gotta talk to my second hand man”, Negan replied quickly, brushing over your flushed cheeks much to your surprise while he grasped your hands a little tighter ,”Just gotta decide if I gotta scold the shit out of him or thank him for giving me that here.” You wanted to reply something, but your mind was blank for a moment as you just stared at him with slightly opened lips that waited for your head to give it some words to say. But instead you just let out another soft chuckle and shook your head again, glimpsing at him as he held your hands a little lower, close to his chest, still keeping them warm and cozy, oppositely to the rest of your body that was exposed to the icy coldness and got struck by a shiver that ran down your back, eliciting trembles to shake through you. “Shit, you’re freezing”, he grumbled, the grin flattening for a moment before it grew wide once more, “C’mon let’s get in and get ya warmed up. Your shift’s over for today and that’s a damn command!” “Good”, you chuckled, not complaining about that order as you felt more cold creeping from your feet up your legs, and felt it brushing over your skin and slipping down your thick jacket. Negan only let go of one of your hands in the next moment, keeping the other in his as he nodded towards the door the men had slipped through earlier and started to trudge through the fresh snow, leading you along with him while the snowfall began to get heavier. The snowflakes seemed to get thicker as they fell from the sky and landed onto both of you, entangling in your hair and smoothing against your clothes while you held onto Negan’s hand, an urge inside you yearning to get as much of his warmth as you could until he would let go of you again. “I already got some plans how to get you heated up again”, Negan laughed as you got closer to the door, grinning widely at you as the tingling warmth inside you let you ignore the freezing cold, your icy feet and the goosebumps that had spread by now over your whole body, and instead let you only focus on the tall man beside you as you laughed back at him. “Yeah, that’s what I already thought.”

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freakxwannaxbe · 8 years ago

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dinodiegos replied:

If you're using chrome, some extensions are doing that after the update, my word replacer was messing it up for me. Just go through and disable a few until you find the one that's messing it up

HOLY SHIT YOU’RE A SAINT, THAT FIXED EVERYTHING!!!!

#THANK YOU SO MUCH I'VE BEEN GETTING SO ANNOYED WITH TRYING TO FIX THIS FOR OVER 40 MINUTES #dinodiegos #replies

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ratbaybe · 6 years ago

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hey gamers i changed my url

dinodiegos -> penguinies

#im still holdin onto my old one but #im in a gotham phase rn and yall have to deal w it

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okonutty-art · 8 months ago

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He is planning revenge without dropping his coffe this time 😈

(Nope. I am not hyperfixating on this character again. What are you talking about ?)

#jjba #jjba fanart #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo's bizarre adventure #jojo fanart #jjba art #steel ball run #diego #diego brando #dinodiego #jojo sbr #jjba sbr #jjba diego

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ninja-scenarios · 7 years ago

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Hello!! If you're still open for matchups could I possibly get one for Naruto (and if you accept multiples Harry Potter as well)? I have all my matchup info at dinodiegos(.)tumblr(.)com/matchup (just remove the parentheses) but if you need another link or something shorter just let me know! Thank you very much!!!

I´ll include a few information from your page (which was very helpful btw!), so that my matchup will be more reasonable :) I´ll only do the Naruto one for now because I forgot to mention that I only do one fandom at a time. My bad! But feel free to request a match up for another fandom :)

“ I´m terrible at love matchups so heres a long ass Matchup Desc. Also! I’m bisexual, but when it comes to fictional characters I’m really only into male ones, so please only match me up w them (unless I mention otherwise). Hello! I’m Marley, a 5'3 chubby ENTP sagittarius gal who’s just here to Have Fun. I’m actually a bit more of an ambivert than a straight up extrovert, and really my extrovert qualities are only a thing when it comes to people I know thanks to good ol’ social anxiety.”

MATCHUP:

From what I´ve read, I think that you need a person that is a good listenener and is generally calm and grounded. So I think Tobirama might be the best possible match for you, congratulations!

Other possible matches for you were Shikamaru and Gaara. I think Shikamaru is also a good listener, but he wouldn´t be able to stand up for you because (like you) he avoids confrontation. Gaara in the meantime is just too quiet and could make you uncomfortable since no one ever knows what he´s thinking. I also thought of Utaka and Sora but both of them wouldn´t really be able to step down from their bossy side to think logically.

You said that you were usually extroverted and liked to talk, but were very shy with new people. Tobirama would be able to listen to your little rants etc. in silence with an inward smile and know how to defend you when you´re in silent/shy mode. Since he is rather quiet, he´s able to sense when you feel shy/upset which would instantly trigger his fight mode. Dare someone to say anything against you or misresepect you, because he will stand up for you in a way that is unmistakable yet not causing too much fuss.

Even though he gives off a very intimidating and threatening vibe, he is all affectionate smiles and silent appreciation with the person he loves. He may be bossy with other people, but would actually take orders from you (like he does with Hashirama). You are the only person who´s able to see his soft side. That´s also another indicator for his love. Since you´re a little insecure, you can always be sure of his affection since he treats you very different from other people.

You said you´re bad at showing affection and I think that this is connected to your insecurity. Tobirama would ground you and make you feel safe, like you deserve every little show of affection (which you do, of course!). He is not the person that says “I love you” often. Instead, he would show it in more subtle ways, making you not too embarassed since you said you´re a little uneasy with receiving affection as well.

You dress rather cool to display a tough outside, but let me tell you, Tobirama will melt you down to your core until you feel fully secure in his presence. It will happen slowly, of course. He´s also a realist so he wouldn´t overthink the things you said and also be able to take your teasing jokes, therefore helping you a little with your social anxiety.

So I think Tobirama is the best match for you I can think of. He is able to listen to your talkative side (which he secretely appreciates because he loves seeing you comfortable) and support you when you´re quiet.

That´s it, I hope you liked it!!

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akaiitokoibito · 7 years ago

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Hello! Could I possibly get a matchup for Naruto and Haikyuu? I have all my matchup info here dinodiegos(.)tumblr(.)com/matchup (just remove the parentheses) but if you need a different link or something shorter just let me know! Thank you very much and congrats on the new blog!!

Yo~!

We’ve pinned your soulmates to be Itachi Uchiha from Naruto and Kozume Kenma from Haikyuu!!!

“You…really are an amazing person, aren’t you?”

tl;dr The couple that’s way too comfortable with each other and sort of dated before you confessed already

You two first met when Itachi was had just finished retrieving a paw print for Nekobaa.

Unfortunately, Itachi had been wearing those signature cat ears when he saw staring at him and froze. He was usually quick enough to go unnoticed by civilians, but he had been too busy thinking about what to buy for Sasuke’s birthday to be paying attention.

To his surprise, he vaguely recognized you; you were the daughter of the man who ran the dango stall.

You stared at him, the Uchiha prodigy clad in cat ears, and began giggling. Itachi, mortified, was about to steal away and forever abandon his favorite dango stand when you blurted out: “Would you like some free dango?”

He was really surprised by your offer; you didn’t seem like the type to approach people so easily. (Later, he learns that it was because of the cat ears. Itachi vows to never regret wearing them again.)

Never one to refuse such kind offers, he accepted and promised to meet you after returning to Nekobaa.

Itachi’s endless patience and kindness surprised you: you thought all Uchihas were sort of stick in the muds, but he didn’t seem to mind your initial quietness and filled the awkward silence with small anecdotes about his little brother.

You two chatted for an amiable hour at the stall, and you didn’t notice that he left some money to pay for the dango until several minutes after his departure.

He began frequenting the dango stand more often, and you two slowly grew acclimated to each other.

When he began taking dangerous missions, he’d always stop by the stall to tell you goodbye. You’d always laugh. “Don’t go dying, or I’ll kill you myself,” you chide, punching his arm.

“Never,” he vows, a smile tugging at his lips.

In a non-Uchiha Massacre AU, you two would grow up to be quite the adorable pair. Whenever Itachi was in the village, he’d do every single gentlemanly gesture he could (helping you with your groceries, holding the door open, etc.). You didn’t want to be the only one accepting things, so you’d gift him with dango or other sweets in return. It was a comfortalbe rhythm you two had, and you gradually got used to engaging with Itachi in idle conversation as you walked around the village.

Itachi fell for you first; he began trying to subtly hint about his feelings to you. First were the compliments (”You’re so kind, you know that?”) which you thought were just his way of cheering you up. Then came the gifts (”I happened to see this necklace while on a mission to Rain and the color reminded me of your eyes.”). And, finally, came the day when he confessed to you.

Itachi had just come back from a mission when he saw some little shits crowding you. They were saying all sorts of things (”You’re ugly.” “What the fuck did you just say?” “Stop laughing, bitch!”) but immediately shut up when they saw the Uchiha heir with his activated Sharingan and hateful gaze. (”I thought he was a pacifist!”)

He turned around, unusually furious to the point that even you shrunk back from him. When he saw how honestly terrified you were, his expression softened. “You know none of that is true, right?” Itachi asked quietly. “They don’t know anything about you, but I do. You’re beautiful. You’re amazing. And you are undoubtedly, most certainly, the kindest person that I’ve met and I wouldn’t have you any other way.”

Then, sensing the awkward atmosphere, Itachi shuffled his feet and looked the most awkward an Uchiha has ever looked. He, too, wasn’t that comfortable with vocalizing his feelings, but he cared for you more than that. “Let’s get some ramen, my treat,” he blurted out. (It was Kushina’s influence; the loud redhead frequently visited the Uchiha compound with her toddler son in tow to play with Sasuke.) (Itachi did not mean for your first date to be at Ichiraku’s and would forever curse himself.) (You didn’t mind, though.)

You couldn’t help but laugh, your heart thudding loudly in your chest. “It almost sounds like you’re asking me on a date.”

“And if I am?”

Itachi is the most understanding, amazing, intelligent, and wonderful person you’ve ever met, in your unbiased opinion. He doesn’t mind your somewhat pointed jokes and understands your subtle actions that convey your affection. He enjoys doing anything that makes you happy, really: the look in your eyes is enough for him. He’d always remind you with little gifts (nothing too expensive, because you told him that you didn’t need things like jewels or flowers every week) of how much he loves you.

“I just...want you to be happy, you know?”

tl;dr The couple that’s so comfortable with each other that you don’t even realize your mutual feelings for the longest time. It’s painful to watch.

You two didn’t really have any special, amazing meeting; one day, Kenma happened to see you playing one of his favorite games in class, and offered a small tip out of the blue after witnessing your struggles.

After that, you slowly began building a tentative friendship.

At first, you simply exchanged small talk about games. It was almost weird how easily you two clicked: Kenma was quiet and reserved, but you could tell that he was very kind. He, on the other hand, appreciated your humor and interest in games, movies, etc.

Eventually, you two didn’t really need words to communicate. From an outsider’s perspective, you two were interesting to watch (especially when discussing movies and games)..

Kuroo, by the way, is your mom/dad friend who has literally vowed to protect you and Kenma with his life. He loves how you make his childhood friend happy. (He also realizes you two like each other way before either of you realize it yourselves.)

One day, you had been discussing a movie you were particularly invested in. Kenma mentioned something about one of the characters, immediately setting you off on a tirade about the shitty character development, cinematography, etc. Kenma watched you with large, rounded eyes (he never knew you could be so talkative).

You abruptly paused in the middle of your passionate monologue when you realized his quiet Kenma had grown.

“....Kenma? You alright?”

Then, to your ever-growing surprise, he burst into laughter.

Ever since that day, you decided to make him laugh as much as possible.

Kenma likes your jokes, for the most part, but disapproves of your self deprecating ones and won’t hesitate to voice his objection. (”You’re not stupid. You can be loud, yes, but you’re so much more than that.”)

Basically, Kenma is willing to step out of his comfort zone for you. You’re the same way.

You two did all sorts of couple-ish things even before formally dating.

Movie nights, game nights, and cuddling (well, more like huddling together in a blanket while watching a horror movie) were the norm for you two. Sometimes, Kuroo would tag along and snicker at both of your reactions.

There’s this running joke between the two of you about creepy, horror-movie stuff. It started when you freaked out over a horror game you two were playing together. (Kenma was pretty surprised: after all, just the other day you were making fun of a creepy horror movie.)

Kuroo was there to witness your reaction and took both of you to a supposedly haunted house (really, just an abandoned building). You started to freak out...in a good way. Ever since then, both Kuroo and Kenma, on special occasions, gift you little trinkets relating to creepy horror material. (”Here’s a Sadako keychain.” “I got you that new yandere dating sim?”)

You realized your feelings for Kenma while talking with Kuroo (who had honestly been trying to push you two in the right direction for the past three fucking months, dammit--).

You...well, even though you hoped Kenma would confess to you, you squared your shoulders and decided that you...would confess.

After all, this was Kenma, the boy who you’ve visited nearly everyday afterschool for some kind of video game marathon or movie spree. He was worth the extra effort.

You knew you’d be a stuttering mess if you tried to do the cliche “confess behind the school” thing, so you decided to give him a gift instead.

Kenma was very, very confused when he saw how flustered you were, holding out a keychain to him.

“A...Frankenstein keychain?” he asked confusedly. Usually, you’d gift him with sketches or something relating to cats (being Nekoma’s heart and all).

“To match with the Frankenstein’s bride keychain you gave me before,” you mumbled, wishing you could hightail it out of there. You steeled yourself, though. You would not run away.

Kenma studied you for a long minute, making you squirm. It was...disconcerting to know that your crush was analyzing you, observing everything about you from head to toe. Slowly, a smile stretched across his face. (He understood your confession.) “Want to walk home together?”

He totally ditched volleyball practice that day out of giddiness. Kuroo -- when informed of your pseudo-confession -- nearly sobbed out of relief. (”Alright, so no more inviting me on your...sort of...date things. I don’t want to be a third wheel again.”) (You knew that was his way of caring for both of you.)

Your first kind-of date was to the movies. Cliche? Yes. Not much opportunity to speak with each other? Yes.

But you didn’t need words. Besides, that was your thing. Movies. When you two exited the theater, pinkies intertwined and light pink dusting your cheeks, Kenma took you to a family restaurant where you could rant as much as you wanted about the movie.

When the rest of the volleyball players (not only Nekoma, but the other schools) found out about your relationship, they were initially hesitant. After seeing how soft Kenma’s expression was around you, though, they welcomed you into the community with open arms. (Hinata, in particular, promised to forever be your number one supporter.) (You two both smiled, but didn’t say anything, knowing that Kuroo would get jealous if you agreed to the prospect.)

This was so long ugh sorry for the wait, everyone! RL has been hectic. Hope you enjoyed this, @dinodiegos! Your detailed matchup bio was amazing lol, so we deliberated for awhile about your matchups. It was a lot of fun! :)

- Mod Camellia

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myheroacademia-headcanons · 7 years ago

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Hello! If you're still open could I possibly get a matchup? I have all my matchup info at dinodiegos(.)tumblr(.)com/matchup (just remove the parentheses) but if you need a different link or something shorter just let me know! Thank you very much >:3ccc

I ship you with Ochako!

She thinks it’s cute that you’re so shy when she first meets you, and makes sure to introduce herself and be as friendly as she can to get to know you better.

She loves teasing you on it once you get super close, actually, though it’s all in good fun.

Even if it flusters you a bit, she’s a very romantic person even when it comes to plantonic affection, throwing out ‘I love you’s and hugs like it’s nobody’s business. She makes sure not to pressure you to do the same thing, though, of course. She makes sure to tone it down once she finds out it makes you uncomfortable.

She loves hanging out with friends, not even really doing anything, just chilling. It’s nice that you both enjoy the same things.

She’s a bit too cheap when it comes to gift giving, though if she really cares for you she’s willing to forget that. She cares more for non-materialistic things. Despite that, though, she really does love your gifts.

She loves napping too! It’s become a bit of a joke in the rest of the class.

She really does love drama, too ;)

#mod thirteen #uraraka ochako #boku no hero academia matchup #boku no hero academia #my hero academia

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amoristt · 7 years ago

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Alive | Rick x Reader

@dinodiegos asked: Can u gimme some sick fuckin rick just protect in ur sweet ass from some zoms pls and thank you love you

Hell Yeah you can owo

im dumb and accidentally made this more into action than romance so sorry abt that FHDJFS i wrote too much to just up and toss it out. hope you like it anyways and if u want one that’s Romance Specific hmu bc i love rick

reblogs + tags and replies will make my entire day as i put a lot of effort into this :)!

story continues beneath the read more. let me know if you can’t access it!

warning: mild language, gore

Alive

Any second now you felt like you were going to collapse against the concrete.

Your shoes, already worn down from wearing them so often, felt like they were going to fall apart and leave your heels scraping, but you didn’t stop sprinting for even a second. Garbled groans and incoherent cries of the dead sounded from everywhere, leaving your head spinning. You were surrounded.

The sun was starting to shift beneath the tree’s horizon, and it seemed what was supposed to be a short supply run quickly took a turn for absolute worst. If you weren’t so entirely focused on searching for a way out you’d be worrying about where they had all come from but right now the only thing on your mind were two things: run, find Rick.

And to think, your day with Rick originally hadn’t started out bad at all.

The first stop the two of you made wasn’t too shabby, and you found yourself with a new hoodie and a hat for when the colder temperatures would start to settle in. Rick found some baby clothes stuffed into a dresser (which neither of you thought too deeply about) and you fawned over how small the item was, telling him Judith would look adorable in the pink and red top. There was a medicine cabinet with a few leftover vitamin and motrin bottles, along with bandaids and what looked to be some sort of disinfectant. It wasn’t a whole lot, but it better than nothing. Plus you and him had rounded up some more things from your previous run two days ago, so for the moment Alexandria was good.

On the way home you felt pretty good about the day. Rick was playing Cd’s that he’d scrounged up from one place or another, and you had a hand out the window, enjoying the push of the wind against your palms. In between the front and passenger seat where yours and Rick’s hands, locked together casually. With all the years having gone by you’d learn to enjoy the good days when they came, even if the world around you was in shambles. Odd how an apocalypse can make a slightly warm temperature and no murder a ‘good day’.

Things became a little bumpier as the day progressed, however. You’d passed by a few walkers here and there, their haggled and rotting corpses trying to stumble towards the moving vehicle with no avail. Neither of you thought much of it- It was the end of the world. Not seeing any walkers for the duration of your run would have been odd. Eventually though those occasional solo walkers became more and more, their numbers growing with every mile it seemed. They hung out mostly along the sides of the road, bumping into one another by trees and ditches.

After another mile or two the numbers thinned out again, and your nerves started to die down like before. Four or five became two or three, and finally there was nothing once more.

“What do you think happened?” you’d asked, eyebrows knit in mild concern. The car was quite a distance away from Alexandria, so the walkers didn’t pose an (immediate) threat to everyone yet. However you were still worried- something must have brought them all here.

Rick sucked in a breath and shrugged, tilting his head. “Can’t say. They’re spread out, though. If somethin’ brought em’ here it was a while ago.”

“Yeah,” You leaned back and stared blankly out the windshield, trying to shake off the odd dread that was building in your gut. “Guess you’re right.”

Rick’s eyes left the road for a moment at the sound of your voice, and he took in your expression before turning back to the wheel. His hand squeezed yours lightly.

“Don’t worry much about it,” He started reassuringly, “They’re far out here.”

“I know, I just-...” You shook your head. “We don’t have the best luck when it comes to walkers, Rick.”

He nodded once. “I know that, but right now we gotta focus on this. When we get back I’ll have someone keep an eye out just incase, sound good?”

“That sounds… Good.” A small smile found it’s way to your lips, the corners tugging up as you looked back out the window.

After that the car ride was spent in another comfortable silence, and you replayed what Rick had told you over and over in your head. Despite how you tried to tell yourself it would be fine, something felt wrong. Something felt dangerous, and it left you sitting there in a state of apprehension that you kept entirely to yourself. Even if you talked to Rick about it you knew what he’d say- that there was nothing to be worried about and that even if the walkers found their way to Alexandria, there was more than enough gunpower and people to wipe them out before they even got close the gate. Still, even thought you knew he was entirely right, anxiety settled heavily in your gut.

Miles even farther away, a few businesses sat in a circle of road. It looked to be some sort of strip mall, all the signs mostly broken down and laying in piles of rubble on the cracked parking lot. There were multiple empty cars sitting idle in their spots, all of them covered in years worth of grime and rust. The car you and Rick pulled up in looked like a million dollars compared to the rest, even if it had it’s own fair share of weathering down.

“One last stop?” Rick asked you, and you bit your lip. One last stop couldn’t hurt.

You agreed, and to avoid getting trapped in the lot, Rick made the choice to pull off the main road and part in the grass a bit away. You should have listened to your dread-filled gut when he turned the car off and hopped out, you following his lead and shoving your hands into your pockets. The small strip mall didn’t look like too bad of a place to search. Clothing stores, mini groceries, pretty much a huge variety of very useful things that Alexandria could use.

It was too good of a chance to pass up, so when Rick gave you that look of his, you nodded and allowed him to lead the way with his gun drawn. At first things were quiet. Only the sound of your steps on concrete could be heard, and soon you and him split off and allowed a few cars in between. You had your own gun held tight in your hands, your mouth dry as tension on increased in your muscles. Any moment now… Things were going to go wrong.

When things didn’t, in fact, go wrong, you scolded yourself for being such a baby. Sure, you were in a life threatening situation, but there was no real reason in that very moment for you to be acting like a cautious cat. As Rick gestured that he was going to branch further away, you allowed him to and rolled your shoulders in an attempt to calm yourself down. The last thing you needed was to be spooked by a sound and accidentally fire your gun at nothing. Then you’d really be in some shit.

Thankfully something about shifting your muscles did seem to loosen you up just enough to glide past a few more cars, eyes peeled and finger flush against the trigger while you made your way closer to shop at the very end of the strip mall: a grocery outlet. Both of the glass doors were wide open and shattered, the windows spray painted with what looked like horribly drawn atomic bomb mushroom clouds. You laughed silently to yourself and shook your head before coming closer. You poked your head into the building, peering into the darkness, and a pin-dropping silence took over.

All at once everything fell apart.

A piercing siren cut through the air, destroying the jarring silence with its merciless screaming. You realized, with crushing horror, that it was your car alarm.

It wailed and wailed and wailed, the sound making you launch away from the doors and back out into the parking lot. Panicking, your fear only doubled over when you didn’t see Rick over the tops of the cars. You weren’t close enough to the road to see the car but you knew damn well that was it was- a walker must have heard you pull into the grass before turning it off and the stupid thing thought there was people inside. It had set the alarm off, and now you were alone and barely armed surrounded by a labyrinth of vehicles.

You knew all too well what was to come next, and low and behold, you were right as always.

The first walker that made way through the line up of broken down cars was a tall one missing it’s left arm. Initially it was following the noise, but when you halted to a sharp stop and gasped it took note of you in the corner of it’s eye and reached out with it’s one last hand. You grimaced and took a few steps back, aiming to turn around and dart towards where you assumed Rick was, but when you turned around your heart fell to your stomach. Walkers, nearly a dozen of them, were spilling around the end of the strip mall and making their way into the parking lot. If you hadn’t already been spotted by one you’d just shove yourself down under a truck or something, but it was hot on your heels and coming closer despite how easily it’s attention could be grabbed by the siren blaring.

Darting left and trying to hide yourself from all the walkers pooling, you cursed under your breath. Your gun didn’t have nearly enough ammo to take on this many, and shooting them could make things arguably worse. If you started shooting then Rick would start shooting and who knows how many more that could attract. Instead of opening fire you just continued trying to make your way to his side of the mall, but you were stopped dead in your tracks at the horrific sight ahead. Even more walkers. They were hobbling towards the car as well, slamming into dead cars on the way.

Along with the car alarm still howling, you could hear the disgusting moans of the dead starting to surround you. With them both behind you and in front of you, you were trapped, and you tried to wrack your mind for something to do. You didn’t have enough time to hit the dirt and slide under a car- not that it would work in the first place because you were being hunted by the walker with one arm. You couldn’t just up and scream for Rick either because then it would attract them all. The only option you could see was maybe trying to get into a shop, but if the door was locked you were entirely fucked. They’d see you make the run for it, and if you couldn’t get in right away they’d barrage you in seconds.

Heart thudding in your chest, you barely registered when a walker passed by the car you were hiding behind. It hadn’t seen you, too focused on the sound, but your jump-scared induced reaction surely caught the attention of a few more that cut across their path to find their way to you.

Not knowing what else to do, you ran.

From one car to the next you jumped over hoods, bounced off doors and hauled yourself in between them trying to get away from the ever-growing walkers compiling behind you. Everything was happening at once- it felt like you were going to pass out right then and there. Rick was still nowhere to be seen and immediately your brain started filling in imaginary blanks.

They’d gotten to him. He couldn’t make it out fast enough. He’s dead.

Moans of the dead grew closer once again and you pushed yourself even harder. Walkers still chased you like a game past the obstacles of cars, and even though it would mean heading straight for the walkers in front of you, you still tried to get close to the area where Rick had been. He was closer to the car than you were given you were on the other end of the parking lot, maybe he was trying to get inside of it to turn the ever blaring alarm off. Maybe he was hiding inside a shop like you’d considered.

Finding that dodging cars and moving around them was taking too much of your time, you opted to choosing an aisle and taking a straight sprint down the line. Cars passed by you in a blur, and you quickly found yourself at the other end of the parking lot. However, it wasn’t the right end you wanted to be on. You were still far from where Rick had parked, and you were still being chased.

You made the impulse choice to give into your natural instinct to hide, choosing a van to duck behind before moving to the truck next to it. Without a seconds hesitation you dropped to your knees then your belly, using the massive tire next to your body to help haul yourself underneath the truck. You hoped, prayed that they lost sight of you when you hid behind the van. Your heart slammed against your ribcage when you caught sight of their shuffling feet coming closer, their ripped up jeans and shoes visible as they stumbled around in search of you. Looking behind, the sight of feet surrounded you almost entirely.

Dulled out shoes of all color stepped around the truck, their actions much slower and less driven than before. You physically covered your mouth just incase you were giving off any sort of sound, and all you could think about was how easy it would be for one to drop down and grab you. In the case that one happened to see you, it would be over. You would be trapped. You would die.

The walkers continued to hang around, stepping menacingly by the perimeter of the truck. You could have cried when a few branched off and disappeared, their attention having been grabbed once again by the alarm still running. One by one pairs of feet shuffled away from you, some quicker than others, and eventually you found yourself alone in your hiding spot. All at once you released the heaving breath you had been holding, your hand coming to run through your hair. Every part of your skin was clammy, your entire body trembling with coursing adrenaline.

Unable to stand even another moment underneath the truck, you scooted your way to the side and picked yourself up on the ground. For just a moment it seemed like you’d avoided the storm of walkers, their disfigured bodies moving to swarm the vehicle quite a ways away. You allowed yourself to breath, leaning forward and holding your hands on your knees while your chest rose and fell rapidly. When you looked up, eyes frantically scanning over the tops of all the cars, you still couldn’t see Rick over the horde.

You tried to see past all the moving bodies, but something stopped you. A sharp movement right in the corner of your eye. With barely any time to react, you weren’t able to tear yourself away when a hand gripped tight to your forearm. You jumped and bit back a startled cry, and then you came face to face with that same damn walker from before. Up close it was even uglier than you could have imagined, it’s face rotted and it’s jaw hanging open awkwardly. It’s eyes were so sunken and horrid.

Instinctively your free hand came up to rip at the walkers fingers, trying to free yourself. When it didn’t let up you opted to just backing up and putting your weight into jerking away, but nothing was working. Suddenly you were more than thankful that the walker only had one arm- if he had both of them he could likely take an even better grip and keep you pinned in your spot. Your mind raced for something to do, some way to pry the walker away from you without setting off the gun in your hand. To try and stop him from taking a bite at your face, you used your other arm and pressed it to the walkers chest to keep those teeth away from your skin. It didn’t help that he was taller than you, somewhat towering over your figure with his broken jaw attempting to bite around nothing. The thought to hide returned and in one fell push, you lunged forward off your toes and managed to send the walker toppling backwards onto the ground. It thudded and squirmed, it’s one arm working to find purchase.

With the way your mind was desperately thinking about what to do, it was no surprise that your limbs couldn’t keep up with every thought that raced by. As the walker writhed on the ground you made a move to escape its view by running around to the other side of the truck, but in your absolute panic you overshot your turn and slammed harshly into the metal front. Unfortunately, the combination of your already shaking muscles mixed with just how hard you’d slammed into the truck made for a deadly turn. You fell harshly onto the pavement, hands not quote catching you in time to stop your chin from hitting the ground. Pain shot through your leg, what if you’d broken it? The walker behind you had rolled onto its stomach by now. You scrambled in your spot, bringing yourself up halfway before you were yanked back down. Fingers wrapped iron-tight around your ankle, broken nails digging tightly into the flesh barely exposed with your pants rising up your leg.

The threat of being scratched and infected became very apparent, and you made the stupid, fear fueled response to try and kick the walker's head. It barely affected the walker, not feeling the pain from the blunt hits, so it just continued trying to either pull you down or pull itself up to you instead. Your gun had clattered out of reach, resting underneath the truck where you’d once been hiding.

Fear rose like bile up to your chest. You continued kicking at it, praying that some part of it’s skull would give and allow you break free, but it never happened. Frantic, you tried to roll out of it’s grasp, but when you stopped on your back you gasped out at the sight of another walker B-lining it straight towards you. It was a few cars away but moving fast, and with your current position at being unable to stand, if that walker arrived… That would be it. You would die.

A million words screamed at you but this time they weren’t of escaping. They were of the potential aftermath- Rick finding your corpse. What little family you had left mourning for you.

One thought stuck out more than the rest. If this was how you were to die, it was going to fucking hurt. You were going to suffer immensely, and finally adrenaline rushed through you all over again. Like a rabid animal you fought, twisting, turning, sitting up to tear at the walkers fingers. In your fight the grip loosened and in that very second you ripped away your leg and sent a kick straight into the walkers face. It’s skull ruptured against your powerful kick and nothing in your entire life had felt more satisfying than the bone crushing. The walker went limp, it’s face hitting the concrete with a thud.

Free from your grip you rapidly rolled over onto your hands and knees, but you didn’t get too far. As if it were one thing after another, a shadow covered over your still immobile body. That walker was right up on you, standing merely a foot away with it’s eyes fixated it’s prey. Something about the sight of it so close while you felt so tiny stopped you. You froze. Every part of you screamed to move but you couldn’t, paralyzed in your spot even as it started to drop down to make its attack. There was nothing in it’s eyes. It’s teeth clipped together. It’s rotting fingers reached-

A shot rang out.

The walker fell like a pile of bricks right in front of you. Everything sounded like it was underwater, and you felt like you were moving in slow motion as you tried to bring yourself to your feet. When you almost fell back onto your knees thanks to your uncoordinated limbs, you were forced back into your right mind when yet another hand came to grab tight on your shoulder, the fingers sliding down to your forearm where they clasped and literally pulled you up onto your feet.

Fight kicked in once again and you turned on your heel, not taking a second look before you put your hands flat against the figure's chest before you shoved hard. It did not fall flat on it’s ass like you thought it would, but it did lose it’s grip. However, you stopped in your tracks at the sight of what it was.

Rick.

Blood spattered his shoulders and the front of his shirt, his eyes just as frantic and intense as yours probably were. At your outburst against him, he steadied himself and rose his hands to his chest, his gun held tight in his grip.

“Where were you?!” Without thinking your arms outreached, grabbing him tight by the cloth of his shirt, and you pulled him as close as you could. You thought for a time there that you’d lost him, all those horrible ‘what if’s playing tricks on your mind and sanity. But, he was right there, and he had saved your life like he always did.

“I was trying to get to you,” His arms came to wrap about you protectively, allowing you your moment of recollection, before he pushed you away and brought you down to crouch along the side of the truck. “Listen to me, listen to me. They’re gonna be coming here any minute now- we gotta find a way to get back around to the car.”

You tugged at your hair, eyes scanning over the ground as you debated what to do. “Why are there so many of them?”

“I don’t know. Somethin’ brought em here.”

“I knew something was going to go wrong-”

“Hey, hey,” He held your face in his hands to stop you from your spiralling. “I know, you were right. But right now we gotta get out of this.”

You swallowed thickly and nodded, sucking in a deep breath before taking a peek through the windows. Sure enough, the walkers were coming, but they hadn’t yet seen you. They aimlessly followed the area, growing closer but without much direction.

“Okay-” You tried to compose yourself by wiping over your face quickly. “Okay, they havn’t seen us yet.”

“But they know we're here,” Rick too took a glance through the musty glass windows. “Van,” He made a motion for you join him and you did, trying to follow his line of sight. “Right there. If we can cut across without being seen we can hide behind there. The walkers think we’re over here, where the sound was. They won’t know we left.”

You nodded and tried to not let the oncoming walkers psych you into acting too brashly again. “How do we get over there?”

“We run.”

You sent him a sharp glance. “Obviously, but how do we make sure they don’t see us?”

Rick took a moment to think, eyes narrowing at the stared at the van, then the walkers, then the van again. After a moment he nodded towards the walkers passing by the cars. “See that little gap?” You sprained your neck to see, and there it was. About a dozen of walkers stuck close together, and in between another handful there was a small gap that left a few cars left alone for a brief time. “When they split up, we cut across from that blue car to the red one. Now, if we stay low and move fast enough, we can make it to that van. They aren’t goin’ over there- they’ll go right by to get to here.”

Nodding, you swallowed again. This was so incredibly risky- even just one seeing you and him saunter from one vehicle to the next would be catastrophic. Still, you needed to get to your own car. It’s wailing was going to attract even more if you didn’t put a stop to it now. At your nod of understanding, Rick crouched back down again and brought you with him. His hand moved to grab yours, and even in that crucial moment, you stopped to take in his expression.

He was uncertain, fear coloring those blue eyes of his. You knew exactly what he was doing- in times like this he liked to have a ‘one last look’ of sorts should something happen. With a squeeze of assurance you nodded once more at him, mouthing the words, ‘It will be okay’. Quickly, he dipped in and kissed you once, twice. You kissed him right back, eyebrows furrowed in worry. You couldn’t lose him.

When he pulled away his eyes fixated on your hands momentarily before he plunged himself right back into his mind. In a second flat he let go of your hand and passed you, holding his hand up to tell you to stay sill behind him. Your stomach was in all sorts of knots, your legs shaking with all the movement and fear, but when he looked back at you before taking off you followed him with no regards. Instantly the two of you were behind another car, this one much smaller than the truck. Close behind Rick, he led you from one end to the other, and he stopped to peek over the hood of the car before once again darting across the opening before finding cover in another vehicle. Every single time you passed from car to car, those few seconds where you were bare it felt like you were going to either get grabbed or seen.

Eventually the horde was no longer coming right at you. They still hobbled towards where the gunshot rang out but you were on the side of them now, watching them go past. In the distance straight ahead you could see the van, it’s dirty white sticking out against the dimming daylight. Nausea settled deep within your gut as Rick stopped at the far end, waiting for the walkers to break up enough for him to make a break for it. This would be the hardest part. If you and him didn’t run at the exact right moment, if you took too long or went too early, you would be seen and chased. At that point, however, the two of you would be surrounded on either side.

You wished that you could’ve just stayed where you were, but the second half of the walkers were well on their way and unfortunately if you stayed you would be directly into their path. That van would be the only spot where you could hide without being in the way or being detected.

Still standing in front of you, hand up to keep you halted, Rick looked back at you. “Ready?” He mouthed, and even though fright had you by the throat you still nodded. Seconds dragged on like hours, your heart thudding harshly in your ears while you waited for him to make a move. The car siren only lightened your nerves up further. The waiting was agonizing; scenarios played out like movies in front of your eyes. So much could go wrong-

Rick took off. He kept low to the ground while he moved, his actions swift and precise. Everything in your mind went blank as you reacted on instinct, following his lead. Leaving the cover of the car made you feel naked, passing from car to car at such a crucial moment felt like it was taking forever. Step after step, you swore that something had seen you. The last step you made before joining Rick behind the van was much for forceful, your body nearly toppling over when you finally made it.

Rick fingers came to grab at your arms, tugging you close to him while he moved from the front of the van to the back, keeping sure to watch the walkers through the tinted glass windows. When he finally came to a stop, letting your arm fall back to your side, you held your breath.

“Did they see us?” You whispered, and when he didn’t answer right away you felt your stomach drop.

“No,” Rick shook his head and exhaled roughly. “No. They didn’t see.”

Your head fell for a moment, a breath of utter relief making its way out of your lips. They didn’t see.

Walkers passed by the van, the two of you on the other side of it watching them unknowingly pass you right by. They gathered around the dead body of the one Rick had shot, then all their eyes searched aimlessly for something to take sight of. Thankfully, you and him were gone.

As the last of them passed by to join the group, Rick nodded his head to motion for you to follow him as he made his way around the car, stopping at the trunk and taking a peek around the end before darting out of the cover. Now that the horde had been attracted to the other side of the parking lot, it was a race to get to your car before any others did. A straight shot past a couple dozen vehicles and you’d be there- and Rick knew that.

You followed close behind him, the two of you dead sprinting down the line. He was faster than you and more experienced in running but you managed to stay on his heels, legs aching when you realized you were in the final haul. Only a few more yards and you’d be there. The siren made your ears ring as you drew nearer but that didn’t stop you or him for even a second. If anything it motivated you, making your speed increase. Down the road you could see the blurry figures of walkers being attracted to the sound.

Being right next to the car made your head spin with the sound of the alarm, and you could hear Rick cursing as he shoved the key into the lock before swinging open his door and then forcing they key into into the ignition. All at once everything went quiet, the car starting up and the alarm turning off now that the key had been inserted. The very instant the doors unlocked you threw it open and jumped inside, not waiting to be properly in your seat before slamming the door shut. Rick, in a frenzy to leave the area entirely, pressed hard on the gas and made a rough U-turn back on the road. He didn’t waste a second in flooring it down the street and away from the horde. Growing closer to the walkers you’d seen earlier, he narrowly avoided running them over as he made the getaway. They watched the car barrel past thim with lagging minds, and seeing them disappear in the distance had you leaning back in your seat with a hand splayed over your eyes.

“Jesus christ,” you panted. “Jesus christ I thought that was gonna’ be it.”

“Hey,” Rick averted your attention to him, his hand coming to rest on your leg. “We made it. We’re out.” He was breathing heavy too, and you could see him checking the rearview mirror every few seconds just in case.

“Worst fucking luck ever.”

He looked at you for a moment before turning back to the road like he did earlier, but this time his features were so much harder. “We’re out.” He said, but you weren’t sure if he was saying that to help you down or he himself.

“I thought I lost you,” You whispered, resting your hand overtop his own. “I couldn’t find you, and I-” Within your chest nerves started to light up again, that feeling of fear returning. “I couldn’t see you anywhere and I really thought-”

“___,” Rick interrupted you, taking his eyes off the road to make sure you were looking at him. “I’m right here. It’s over, we’re going back home.”

“I know, I just-”

He shook his head. “You aren’t gonna’ lose me, no matter what. Stop thinking about it.”

Though you nodded at his words, you couldn’t stop. It was the only thing you could picture, the only thing you could feel. His hand squeezed you.

“Stop thinking about it. I’m right here.”

Looking up at him, you swallowed and nodded once more. “I know.”

“Good. I’m not goin’ anywhere, and neither are you. Okay?”

“Okay.” You answered, but this time you really meant it. The both of you were alive despite the terrifying run in, and now you were going home. You wiped at your eyes roughly and sucked in a sharp breath, trying to calm down. In the side view mirror, there were no walkers to be seen and there weren’t any ahead either. You’d made it out, even if your nerves were still having a hard time letting that sink in. You leaned back, eyes slipping shut and your hand once again coming to rest over Ricks. Tired, you mumbled, “Let’s not stop anywhere else.”

“Course not. We got some good stuff already. Sun’s going down- no point in goin’ out any further.”

You let out a sigh of a relief and watched the trees pass in a blur. “Sorry for making you use one of your bullets.”

“It worked out didn’t it? Gave us the chance to get back into here.” He paused to check the mirror again. “Not that it matters- I’d of used the whole clip if I had to.”

You watched him for a few seconds. Even though you expected an answer like that, hearing it still made the corners of your lips turn up in a smile. Your thumb rubbed over his knuckles, long since scarred by countless other fights. “Love you.”

From the corner of your eye you saw him look at you before turning back. After a moment of thoughtful silence, you heard him exhale into a smile. “I love you too.”

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