#i LIED when I said I did hand headcanons for no purpose. this was the purpose actually.

[eryanlainfa]

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[abbyfmc]

Yandere Emperor! x Opera Artist! Reader Headcanons:

Warning: This section is a continuation of the previous one, so you have to read the other one to understand this one.

Topics to talk about: Mention of kidnapping, abuse, murder, obsessive and yandere behavior, manipulation, and anything involving yandere behavior. Also, as I said before, I am NOT describing any Asian emperor in particular, so I have created my own; Not to mention that I have used the Chinese imperial harem system as a base, as well as the forbidden city itself. I will name (Y/n)'s children, so I warn you that I am not describing any prince or princess in particular.

Enjoy it!

1. Yan Li knew that because of having such fast promotions the concubines were mostly jealous of you, so to prevent any attacks, he kept an eye on every corner you went to.

2. He also watched over the princes and princesses he had with you, who were the following:

-The third prince, Li Chen (your first child). -The sixth prince, Li Song (your second child). -The eighth prince, Yong Li (your third child). -The ninth prince, Li Yon'er (your fourth child). -The tenth princess, Yan'rong (your fifth child). -The fifteenth princess, Hua Li (your sixth child).

3. Your children also suffered from palace intrigues, so you had to protect each one of them tooth and nail. Yan Li saw this and decided to severely punish any concubine or consort who dares to harm you or your children.

4. To protect (and harass) you, Yan Li selected a specific group of servants for your palace, among them is the one who became your "right hand", a servant in charge of cleaning, named Yuhou.

5. Zhou, meanwhile, was devastated to learn that you were kidnapped by Yan Li in a golden cage, so he tried to enter the palace and enlist in the imperial army, which he succeeded after a few years. If he can't rescue you, he would at least watch over you from the shadows.

6. One day, when you were in the middle of your third pregnancy, you were walking with your maids when they saw each other. One of your maids, Lili (yes, your old friend), noticed this. He was shocked to see you not only dressed as one of Yan Li's consorts (at that time you were still a consort), but he felt her heart break at the sight of you pregnant. You felt like running towards each other, but you loved your children too much to challenge Yan Li like this.

7. --He… forced you?-- Zhou asked after remaining silent in surprise. You could only nod at that moment.

8. --Yes, isn't it obvious?-- You answered and left, being very devastated just like him, not knowing that Yan Li himself was watching them, angry and jealous.

9. Yan Li made sure you would never see your loved one again, taking him out of the forbidden city on super difficult military missions, basically sending him to die multiple times on purpose.

10. You suspected that Yan Li would find out sooner or later, so you purposely avoided meeting or talking about Zhou, no matter how sad it made you. You didn't even mention it to your children.

11. The few times Zhou was in the forbidden city, Yan Li tried to set traps for you to see how far you would go or whether you would be unfaithful to him, and the best thing you did in hoste traps was… stay in your palace and quietly go on with your life. , which Yan Li did not expect.

12. Yan Li has never hurt you physically, rather he threatened or manipulated you, followed by controlling how long you could sing and dance (like when you did before) or not, which discouraged you a lot. He only allowed you to do it for him.

13. I forgot to say that Lili entered the Mese Palace after you were kidnapped, but Yan Li wanted to make sure that she didn't help you escape, so he sent her first to work in the laundry house, the embroidery department, the flower department and gardening and finally in the workhouse where Lili had some acquaintances, both good and bad, and endured a lot of work and humiliation.

14. Each time Yan Li locked you more and more to himself, with the excuse that it was to take care of you, but he only wanted to control you.

15. Yan Li even had every gift that came to you or your children checked. He also appreciated any gift you gave him.

16. You watched your eldest children grow up, marry, and leave your palace for their own princely mansions, one after one. Li Chen was the first of all of them.

17. After you gave birth to Hua Li, you were unable to have children again, but Yan Li didn't care about this and still forced you to stay with him every night he could, now threatening to harm Zhou if you didn't comply with his whims. and you gave yourself to him.

18. Yan Li forced you to spend time with him, and not only at night but also visiting you in your palace, taking walks with him (sometimes with the Empress Dowager as extra company) and even accompanying him on trips and festivals.

19. Speaking of the Empress Dowager, she quite likes you and Yan Li is glad that you get along with her since… well, she's his mother. She is the only person who forgives you for spending a lot of time with her aside from your children and harem problems; He likes that you get along with the highest ranking woman in the empire.

20. Yan Li really likes your son, Li Chen, so much so that he secretly made him his heir to the throne; so neither you nor Li Chen himself knows.

21. In the event that any of your children or one of his consorts helped you escape, Yan Li would banish them from the forbidden city and condemn you to house arrest.

22. During festivals, he would control even who can talk and who can't talk to you. Among the people who can't even get close to you would be your beloved Zhou.

23. A drunk minister once insulted you, and as a result, Yan Li burned his tongue.

24. Yan Li is the one who had all your crowns made to your liking, demonstrating the deep love (or rather, obsession) he had for you.

25. Sometimes during the nights you were forced to give him back massages after a stressful day, and on other nights he would do this with you.

26. The servants even had to be careful not to bump into you, because depending on Yan Li's mood… he may simply punish them, or kill them.

27. As time went by, you became a grandmother thanks to your prince's children, but you couldn't always see your grandchildren since Yan Li liked to keep you prisoner in the forbidden city.

28. Every time Yan Li goes to bathe in his own private hot spring lake, he forces you to bathe with him, even if you don't want to. Likewise, if he knows that you are bathing alone in said waters, he will bathe with you even if you don't want to and he will make you be close to him.

29. He makes sure that every birthday of yours is fantastic.

30. Every time he got sick, he asked you to take care of him. Conversely, every time you got sick he took care of you and by doing so I mean not only getting you the best medicines, but also watching over everything that your maids or the imperial doctor do.

31. The Empress Dowager became ill over the years due to old age, and when she died, you were very sad since she was somehow the closest thing to a mother to you. Your princesses also mourned her a lot, not to mention Yan Li himself. Due to the close relationship Yan Li had with his mother, he was devastated and declared three years of mourning; It was the only time you felt truly sorry for him.

32. Yan Li has given the order that if something happens in the palace or during a trip, they must save you and your children first, since he does not want to see you hurt, injured or in the worst case scenario… dead. That is a nightmare and a terror that has haunted him day after day since he met you, which is why he believes that he is protecting you but in reality he manipulates you, locks you up and isolates you from the world.

33. He admired how you managed the imperial harem and all the internal servant departments with an iron fist, even if he didn't tell you directly.

34. The only excuse Yan Li accepts for you not wanting to sleep with him is if you or one of your children is sick.

35. The only visits Yan Li allowed to you were from your eldest children, either alone or with their wives and children. I don't know if I mentioned it before, but Yan Li noticed the pressure your parents were putting on you, so he sent his guards to "talk nice" to them, and from then on they stopped bothering you.

36. Yan Li saw you meeting Zhou secretly, which made him angry, so that night he threatened you that if you didn't say goodbye, he would kill him in a cruel and painful way. The next day she made you say goodbye to your loved one and then took him out of the forbidden city so that one of his guards would cut his neck, killing him quickly and throwing him into a mass grave. Needless to say, you really hated Yan Li again after that.

37. As the years went by, Yan Li became sicker and sicker, mostly from stress, which you took advantage of to start getting revenge on him, poisoning him.

38. His health deteriorated more and more, until on his final day, when he was dying, you dismissed all his servants from his main hall and then confessed to him. Yan Li was very angry and felt very betrayed, but he could do nothing but listen until he died at the hands of the person he loved so much.

39. During Yan Li's funeral, you pretended to cry, not knowing that your real happy days began from that moment. Yan Li's trusted eunuch read the emperor's will, which stated that Li Chen would be the new emperor, and you would be the empress dowager. Long story short, your son ascended the throne, reshaped your living conditions, and the other consorts became "widow consorts." You no longer had to worry about anything, you would just live in peace from now on, taking care of your daughters until they grow up.

40. However, Yan Li was waiting for you in the other world. He has told you years before he died that even if he passes away first, he will be waiting for you in the next life where he will find you and make you his again.

-Fin. So, what do you think about this part two?

[venerawrites]

Silco x reader headcanons?

author's note: I swear, the things this man makes me feel... whew! Anyway, this is my first request for Arcane and I was so excited to write it! Thought it would be interesting if I made reader a councillor since I always see headcanons for him with an employee. Hope you enjoy and thank you so much for requesting! <3

All his life, Silco thought he would either remain a bachelor or eventually get with one of his employees. He didn't care much about finding a partner - taking care of Zaun and Jinx was already enough responsibility. Having someone to demand more of his time and attention was the last thing he needed.

But fate had a wicked sense of humour, so when you sent some of your bodyguards to go and arrange a meeting with him, his interest peaked. A councillor from Piltover seeking him? My, my, that would be interesting.

The initial arrangement was a simple alliance - Silco was supposed to keep the undercity's movements for freedom in check, as well as keep Jinx away from the topside. You, on the other hand, promised to provide information about all upcoming decisions and changes in the law approved by the Council.

He usually would never agree to trade with someone from the other side of the bridge, but something about you intrigued him. You were born and raised in Zaun, yet somehow made your way into the City of Progress and climbed the political ladder till you got to the top. While you claimed you had Piltover's best interest in mind, he couldn't help but be suspicious of where your loyalty truly lies.

Listen, Silco may think innocence and naivety are cute, but what truly attracts him is power. Brains. Someone who knows what they want and how to get it. Someone like YOU.

Soon the political dealings started to become more... intimate. Perhaps because none of you had a romantic partner, or simply because your secret meetings always took place late at night in his office, but it did not take long for your verbal exchange to become physical.

First, there were lingering gazes. He followed each one of your moves, almost like a hunter waiting for the right time to attack. Later, you started closing the distance, often circling him while you pried information about the latest rebellion news in the city. Your hands sometimes found their way to his shoulder or arm, gently squeezing his muscles or dragging your nails down his skin.

The eye of Zaun tried not to fall for your charms. He really did. But as you were luring him in, like a siren, how could he stay away? Plus, it didn't have to mean anything, right? Both of you were interested in influence and power, not love, so it wouldn't hurt if he just gave in to his desires at least once.

Except it wasn't just once.

After having a taste, he couldn't stay away. He would never admit it, but he definitely fell first. For you, it was all fun and games, but for him, it was a completely new experience. Sure, he fell in love once when he was a young adult, but it couldn't compare to what he was feeling toward you now.

God knew how much he hated himself for catching feelings. And for a councillor, of all people?

He tried to hide them for a while, but the way he grew up to be super possessive of you made his intentions clear as day. He liked to keep you as long as he could with him, delaying your meetings on purpose just so he could spend more time with you. He also asked to see you more often than your arranged meetings and if you said no, he would just show up at your home in Piltover, completely unbothered by the fact that you could call security on him at any point.

It would be a lie if you said his behaviour didn't trigger anything in you. You've met many men who were manipulative and calculating, but no one who was like him. His whole existence screamed 'DANGER' and by the time you realised you should not get involved with him on any level deeper than just physical intimacy, you were already a victim to his charm.

Being from two different worlds - one dark and dangerous, the other one safe and progressive - your relationship was pretty toxic. There is a constant distrust between you and quite a lot of arguments, especially in the beginning.

Slowly he started to open up to you, letting you know about his dreams for Zaun and his rocky relationship with Jinx. You also shared your story of how you escaped the streets of the Undercity and eventually earned your seat on the Council.

Jealosy is something you both possess and is a common cause for conflict between you. Silco sees competition in any male in Piltover (after all he has 0 influence over there, so he could never make an official claim over you!), while you severely disliked how obedient all his female employees are, especially Sevika. He finds your annoyance quite amusing, but he likes seeing that side of you, so he never really tries to reassure or comfort you.

He is not really romantic, but from time to time he likes to randomly give you gifts. He always tries to play it off, as if he didn't put any thought it in or if he just randomly saw an object in his house he thought you may like, but the amount of effort was visible in the beautiful packaging and the hand-written card. He especially likes giving you jewellery and making you wear it during your Council meetings.

Without a doubt he would try to influence you to give up your seat and join him and his cause. After all, you were born in the Undercity and is where you belonged.

As you won't give into his request and he doesn't want to give up on you either, your relationship would cause a lot of chaos and tension between the cities. Silco would often send either Jinx or one of his workers to go a cause mischief in Piltover, just to spite you. Every time you confront him, however, he would deny, a small mocking smile on his lips.

Overall, very toxic, but highly exciting relationship. He would burn the world for you to belong to him and ONLY him, and no matter what he did, you just couldn't stay away.

cc artwork: "Arcane" concept art

[dameronscopilot]

Can I request a jealous Santiago Garcia headcanon?

Jealous Santiago Garcia

Santiago "Pope" Garcia x f!reader

When you and Santiago started sleeping together sometime after your friendship with the boys commenced, he made it abundantly clear that he wanted it to be casual. Recently back in Florida after an extended stint overseas with far too much mental baggage, he outright told you he wasn’t fit for a relationship. Not the kind you deserved, anyway. So you let yourself play a dangerous game with him, consequences be damned. 

As time goes on, the two of you continue to dance around one another—friends by day, a needy, sweaty mess in the sheets by night. It grows harder to continue to stamp your feelings down the more times that you tangle your fingers into Santi’s greying curls as he kisses you squarely on the mouth, but unbeknownst to you, he’s struggling, too. And while he may resolutely keep his lips sealed, Santiago’s jealousy begins to find a way to slip through the cracks anyway, bit by bit.

Content: NSFW 18+, smut, p in v, oral sex (f!receiving), FEELS

The first time it happens, you don’t think too much of it. A particularly rowdy night at the bar finds you in Benny’s arms on the dance floor, and given his lack of awareness of what exactly goes on between you and his best friend behind closed doors, his hands skirt the boundary of indecency as he chuckles and playfully brushes his nose against your neck.

Afterward, Santiago insists on driving you home, but you only make it to the bar’s parking lot before his hands find a familiar home around your waist, and his lips track their favorite well-worn path across your collarbone. There’s an impatient, slightly frantic edge to it all, the way he can’t even wait to get you to your apartment, choosing instead to fuck you right there in the backseat of his truck, gripping your hips like his life depends on it as he drives his shaft into you. 

Try as you might, Santi has always turned down your invitations to come along to the local farmer’s market on Saturday mornings. However, when he hears Frankie insisting that the friendly vendor that gives you a free flower every week is probably at least a little bit in love with you, Santiago’s suddenly ready to come along bright and early the following weekend. And when Frankie elbows you with a chuckle when the florist’s booth comes into view, Santi’s wallet is already in his hands as he strides over and makes a show of buying you a bouquet of sunflowers. 

Later, when Will, Frankie, and Benny all decide to call it a night after having dinner at your place, Santi’s thrown off by the way your phone’s lock screen lights up with an array of messages from a dating app (which you’d recently downloaded for the sole purpose of a distraction from him). Santi doesn’t say anything about it, but he does cage you in against the sink while you’re washing the dishes. He presses a trail of hot kisses across the back of your neck before sliding up the skirt of your dress, gently kicking your legs apart and licking his way into your sensitive folds until you’re a sopping, trembling mess for him. 

One evening, as Santi’s in the midst of slipping out of your bed to head home after you’re both panting and sated, he casually asks you to have dinner the next day. You’re borderline embarrassed to tell him that you have a date with a guy from work who’s been trying to ask you out for ages. When you return home alone after said lackluster outing, you pause when you spy Santi’s jacket still hanging on the hook in your entryway. Like a fucking statement. Meanwhile, the soft, black cotton t-shirt he’d been wearing under his button down the night before still lies “forgotten” on the floor on his side of the bed. (Since when did he have his own side?)

When the time for your work’s holiday party rolls around, you wave your phone around to show the boys the plus one tacked onto the email invite. And though Benny ultimately wins the impromptu pool tournament that ensues to secure the spot (fuelled by the promise of very fancy food), unbeknownst to you, Santi later bargains his way in instead—by way of a ludicrous amount of favors to be owed to Benny, of course. 

Failed date or not, your coworker still has eyes for you at the party. Eyes that certainly don’t miss Santi’s lingering hand on your waist throughout the evening. Said man makes the bold decision to slide into Santi’s vacated seat to chat with you while he saunters off to the bar to grab drinks. And yet, despite the fact that you’d introduced Santiago as your “friend” to your coworkers when dinner began, the title doesn’t quite roll off the tongue as well when you then find his cock plunging deep inside of your cunt as he fucks you in a bathroom stall before dessert’s even been served, drinks long forgotten back at the table. 

Santi fucks you again when you get back to your place, but it's different. It’s unhurried. It’s soft. It's vulnerable. It’s more goddamn intimate than it's ever been—the way he gazes down at you as he breaches your entrance, the way he brushes his thumb across the curve of your jaw, the way his mouth desperately seeks out yours as his hips begin to stutter…the way he whispers cariño as he presses a kiss to the top of your head when he thinks you’re already asleep.

(It’s the first time he’s ever spent the night.)

The next morning, you’re disappointed to find yourself alone in bed...until Santiago makes his way back from the bathroom a moment later, and he doesn’t miss the look in your eyes as you glance over at him—the relief, the longing, the hope; it’s mirrored on his own face as well.

“You stayed.”

“I’m tired of pretending that I want to leave.”

“So don’t.”

And after he crawls back under the covers, back to you, Santiago holds you tightly in his arms as he finally admits to himself that there's nowhere else he'd rather be.

—

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[themarginalthinker]

Just Breathe

(Michael might be a vampire now, but that doesn't mean his body has quite caught up yet. David takes him to a place to get a feel for it.

Headcanons: vampires can technically breath, but it takes a bit for the body to recognize it doesn't have to, and David helps Michael adjust. tw: deep water, lightless water, drowning technically but they're immortal and fine.)

Vampires are not human. This, Michael knows.

But sometimes the extent of how much 'not human' and what that exactly means, still surprises him.

"It used to be an old quarry," David explains. "So the water should be still enough for you."

The both of them, really, but Michael and his stupid little bane especially. (Fitting, he sometimes thinks. David with his extra aversion to sunlight, and Michael with his extra aversion to running water. What a pair.)

The quarry in question lies before them, the lake that's been made from it a mirror disk of silver and black in the night. It stretches on quite far, having been purposefully flooded years and years ago when the company decided to stop carving stone. As they pick their way down the slight slope to it, they pass massive chunks of rock - marble, Michael was told - laying around beside the water. Time has weathered them, plants an green moss and fungal lichens having reclaimed a lot of it, though the rectangular stonework is still visible.

They come to the waterside, a level, sandy, dirt bank that leads down into the unknown. David starts stripping, Michael following him after a moment. He still cannot help but flick eyes about, to the shoreline, listening deeper into the woods. Just to be sure.

"If there's anyone around, they won't get an eyefull of much before we're below," David says, having heard Michael's concern through the bond.

Michael smirks a little. "More than you," he says.

David throws a boot at him and it nails him pretty good in the head.

"Jerkwad," Michael says, smarting, but still smiling.

"Dipshit. Finish up," David replies, waiting.

He does, folding his clothing neatly and setting it beside David's. Michael pads over to David, closer to the water's edge. Naked as the day he was born.

Believe it or not, this wasn't the first time he'd been skinnydipping with anyone - even outside of the boys. But it certainly wasn't with this specific purpose. The humor of the banter drains a little from Michael as the ground under him goes damp and cool.

David's hands are at his arms. He's quiet when he speaks, pressing against Michael's mind knowing he needs it.

"So, I know we talked about it before, but it's worth saying again. You're not gonna like it, but we gotta do it."

Michael, ironically, takes a breath.

"Yeah. I know. You...said this was better than what Max did?"

David scoffs, humorlessly. "Oh yeah. Hand around the throat, crushed trachea and everything. Surprised the motherfucker didn't use a garrot."

God, damn. Michael had only met the man twice in his life, and he still shivers remembering him.

He and his ghoulish 'teaching' methods weren't why they were here tonight though. No, why the two vampires were standing by the lakeside of a flooded quarry in the middle of the night, was a tad more pleasant. Ish.

David was going to teach Michael how to stop breathing.

Apparently, even after becoming a vampire, the body...didn't just stop. Even after having descending into the void, a place with no time or memory or concept of real being, when you pulled back into your body again, life still wormed its way into the cracks. Vampire's hearts beat, though so, so slowly. And they breathed. Especially new ones.

Which could become a problem if they couldn't purposefully stop it when need came time.

Michael had tried doing it before, but failed.

"No, no, you're not not breathing, you're just holding your breath," Paul had said when they'd attempted it a few times before.

"I don't understand what the difference is?" Michael had asked.

"It's not- like, it's not just not breathing, it's like...you don't want to breath."

Made little sense, and had been even less useful in getting him there, so David was taking the approach he did with the rest of them. Gentler, he'd said, than how Max had taught him.

So, to the bottom of a lakebed they went.

David stepped first, wading in, and then, the water glinting in the moonlight at his pale skin, and then, glancing back, dipped under.

Michael took another breath. Fuck. Against the point, here.

He took to the water, baring his teeth against the cold of it, even in summer. The 'floor' of the lake here was gritty, the same sand, but quickly moving to mud, soft and his feet sinking in. Soon the water passed his knees, his hips, his chest. He kept feeling along the bottom, waiting for the dropoff that he knew was there.

He didn't get there on his own.

Michael's yelp is rather pitiful in the quiet night air when two cold, clammy arms wrap around his waist from below, and yank him under.

Michael flails for a moment, knowing, knowing it's just David, but still not expecting it. He kicks out, elbowing the vampire back, who gives him a little space.

Hands move around him, and Michael reaches out for them with his own. They grab each other, and having gotten his bearings, Michael lets David pull him. Down.

Down, down into the inky blackness. Even during the day, light wouldn't filter too deep here. When above, there's always some kind of light for them to see by. The moon, the stars, firelight or streetlights from the town, always a bit of skyglow their sensitive eyes could pick up on.

Here, there is nothing. A wall of blackness swamping the senses. Water dulling sound into odd vibrations Michael swore he could feel against his skin as they went, constant sensation of currents and movement. Lake plants, rocks.

Unknown Things in the blackness.

Michael could feel it in the back of his head as they reached the bottom. The wet, loamy settled material at the lakebed sunk between his feet as he slipped, and 'fell' backwards at David's pushing. Their bond practically hummed between them, the only form of communication open to them now. Calm. Settle. Everything's fine.

Yes...Michael knew that on an intellectual level. But as the moments ticked by, as David's hands on his arms didn't leave, as Michael kicked to keep himself from floating back upwards, he.

He couldn't help but feel it. The need to open his mouth and take in air.

Michael knows it's not necessary. It's an old reflex, that was still useful to have of course to talk and smell and look human and all those things. But it didn't want. To turn off.

He makes a sharp jerk, and David's suddenly wrapped around him. He's heavy against Michael, even in the water. Shoving back when Michael shoves up, spinning them back around to square one when it seems like Michael will wiggle free.

Air, fuck, Michael could feel the panic he didn't want building in the back of his head, quickly starting to build to the front, he needed air, he would figure something else out, he had to get away-!

A knee connected with Michael's sternum, and the impact rocked through him. A cloud of bubbles erupted from his chest, popping as they went.

Cold, cold water flooded in.

Like ice and lead at the same time. Michael feels it fill him up, a shaking convulsion at a time, grit sliding past his teeth, a weight settling into his chest. Heavy. Full. Cold, and sinking, and. Calmer. Too heavy to push against at the moment.

And just like that, Michael knows stillness.

No breathing.

A heartbeat so slow it was more like the swaying of the water around them.

There are hands at his shoulders. A ringing apology in the bond for the roughness, but he understands now. Before, when he'd been human, summer at the pool or riverside meant that getting water up your nose, breathing it in, meant burning, rough hacking. A pain as the body tried to expel the offending contaminant. A person can drown in a couple tablespoons of water, after all.

Michael was not drowned, now. He moves his arms, slowly, his legs. Pushing off the bottom, but he doesn't rise. No buoyancy to carry him up, save for his own power.

Like without air, he's part of the water, surrounded inside and out.

Suspended.

David's hands shift, to his face. Michael does the same. Across the bond, so strong now here, in the black utter silence it's almost visible, almost audible, their thoughts to each other, a question is asked.

Michael agrees.

Might as well explore some while they were here.

[duckiemimi]

Hi Mimi hoping you’re doing good If you don’t mind me asking do you have any headcanons personal or not on gojo and geto or any characters in general?

AAA what a lovely question! thank u for asking me! though i will go out to say, i think a lot of my headcanons have interspersed into some of my analyses (and fics!) 😭 i can’t help it—they’re so dear to me, sometimes i forget where i start and where they end :’) i try my best to separate, though! some of my headcanons are serious, some are plausible, and some just make me laugh. i’ll make this into a little list then:

⟡ geto and gojo did NOT get along when they first met. it was during their first class—yaga had just asked a question about what it means to be a jujutsu sorcerer. geto, the then budding honor student, raised his hand and voiced his thoughts (something righteous, something justice-driven). gojo, who was silent and aloof the whole class, couldn’t help but comment. they fought in the classroom an hour into their first day. thank god the gojo clan has money because they obliterated half the building.

(interestingly enough, that show of power was taken into consideration when they got promoted to special grades a month later!)

⟡ shoko comes from a jujutsu clan. it’s not a prestigious one like the big three, but they’re still very respected, akin to the inumaki clan. their innate familial CT is RCT—it’s why shoko couldn’t explain it well to gojo that one time; it was just muscle memory to her, innate! the loneliness took some time to learn, though.

⟡ utahime and gakuganji are related and come from one clan. they specialize in ritualistic, supporting CTs (like in the manga!). utahime went to school in tokyo, but moved back to kyoto because her family lives there and because gakuganji was the principal in that branch. (nepo baby utahime? then again, that could be said for a lot of characters here.) mei mei is her upperclassman by three years.

⟡ when gojo was younger, his retainers (along with multiple bodyguards, hidden and in plain sight) would take him out to walk around the city. it’s why he doesn’t mind traveling far for his missions because while they pile up, he enjoys the time he spends exploring different places.

(it’s also why we saw him roaming the city alone in that one panel. maybe he was ten or twelve there? he’d sneak out during his homeschool lessons when it got boring. “tell me something i don’t know.”—a pre-pubescent gojo, probably.)

⟡ during these walks he used to go on as a child, his retainers would try to prevent him from lingering too long at one place because people talk. the people in town were all afraid and in awe of him; resentful, curious, scared. he looked different, he felt different, and every time he glanced in their direction, it would unnerve them to no end. a young gojo didn’t quite understand why at first. sometimes, they’d whisper the occasional cruel comment amongst themselves. gojo’s eyes are great, but that doesn’t mean he can’t hear.

whenever they’d reach the end of their walks, back at the gojo estate, his retainers would always crouch down and cup his face, darting their eyes around, wary that a clan member might see (even worse—his parents). they’d tell him that everything those people said were lies and weren’t true at all. they’d tell him that he’s a good child. it’s a core memory for gojo.

⟡ geto was in the judo club in middle school. it made him feel a little less lonely at home and it was an outlet for all his frustrations, for all the things he couldn’t say. he was more himself when he moved. then in jujutsu high, he took all the martial arts lessons very seriously because now he had reason to fight and train so hard; a purpose; a meaning. even ten years after defecting, his form and technique was still impeccably perfect.

⟡ geto was a social smoker, meanwhile shoko is a chronic one.

⟡ geto stopped smoking after he took in mimiko and nanako.

⟡ despite his busy, busy schedule, a freshly graduated gojo always made time to see how megumi and tsumiki were doing. he’d help them with their homework (tsumiki was always receptive; it took megumi some time to accept homework help), he’d shower them in souvenir sweets, and he’d walk megumi’s dogs with him. he tried his best! he still does!

⟡ contrary to popular opinion, gojo does sleep. or at least, he tries. it doesn’t really count as sleep if it’s all dream, though.

⟡ in the early days, geto tried to get mimiko and nanako to call him anything but master. after a year of them calling him that, it just stuck, and in geto’s head at the time, it fit his public image, so he just stopped trying.

⟡ mimiko and nanako enrolled in non-sorcerer schools. education is important, geto told them, but the sanitization they had to go through at home, after school, was tedious. geto would always ask them what they learned in class, making sure they weren’t empathizing with the non-sorcerers, reminding them that facts are facts and there is no meaning to them. sometimes, while mimiko and nanako wait for a cult-member to pick them up after school, they’d watch their classmates hug their parents at the gate. sometimes, they’d think of calling him papa.

⟡ geto had a crush on gojo in high school, halfway through their first year. gojo never thought about that (romance, relationships, and such) till his third year. they never acted on anything during the two years in between when they were constantly together.

⟡ whenever geto and gojo would meet during those ten years, it would always be out of gojo’s request, though he’d deny it if you asked. geto would always try to stay away (he’s burned the bridge, goddammit, he can’t keep risking the distance), but then he’d take one look at gojo and it would be hard to. he’d always regret it after.

⟡ the first time shoko and utahime drank together, it was a little after shoko’s graduation. drunk and delirious, shoko started talking about how lonely she was, and how frustrated she was because her two best friends are so fucking stupid. utahime helped her home and swore to never tell anybody about it. now they drink together pretty often.

these are the ones at the top of my head! maybe i’ll add on if i remember some more, but thanks again for asking!

[lover-of-mine]

I think my thing is BT shippers not only make a fake Tommy to fit their narrative but also fake scenarios. And I will try to make sense of what I mean.

As a buddie shipper... It's not technically Canon, but yes, I highly believe Buddie shared a bed or sleeping space during quarantine. You had 4 adults, makes sense. Would I argue in posts it happened no. But I think we can all agree they shared space while Chim and Hen probably shared the other.

It's not Canon but yes I firmly believe when Eddie was home after he was shot that Buck did camp longer on the couch. He's one of the only ones big enough to assist Eddie. Who Eddie trusts. And maybe it gave relief to Eddie because he also could help with Chris you know.

But I can't explain it so maybe you can say it better for me. After years of watching these 2, I can easily insert things I think possibly happen between them because logically, it makes sense in their relationship dynamics and personalities.

I had to block BT not because I hate the posters, its that yes they were maybe inferring as I have in the past but there wasn't a origin story and in turn they were calling me the crazy one..

And to add insult to injury. At the time, I was being called crazy because Tommy is clearly the love of Bucks life and better than all female LI..... They didn't have yet access to the deleted seen where Tommy admits they are fuck buddies. I might agree to logical debate if you move your goal post back to reality.

Sorry if that was too much of a ramble.

Personally, I think everyone got too excited that Buck was kissing a guy, and things got out of hand, I've been saying this for a while, the show didn't give any development to the relationship, but since Tommy is pretty much a blank slate they had a whole month to play with before canon gave them anything, everyone went crazy with the headcanons. Obviously, things got out of hand with the cameos and Lou "confirming" said hc and even adding in his own, that kinda made a portion of them decide that they know more than the actual show and that portion refuses to let that go when discussing canon. I'm never gonna tell anyone that they can't hc something about a character or relationship, but we reached a point where they were demanding we treat their hc as canon when we have nothing to back them up. We can't really infer the relationship developed offscreen when what we have on screen is not painting Tommy in a good light in that relationship. And the show made very purposeful choices to not develop it and to make sure we know that they aren't a good fit, but for some reason since we are dealing with a man now, that kinda just flew over people's heads. It happens. And we, we are all assuming some things, but we have enough on canon to back up most claims, but either way, I'm not gonna go pick a fight with someone if they don't agree with the way I think Buck and Eddie shared a bed during quarantine or that Buck has a drawer on Eddie's dresser or that they have clothes they don't know belong to who first because it kept getting swapped in their shared locker. But there is a portion of them that will go to war if you don't agree with some of the stuff they say, and that's a lot of the issue there. We could've all been playing in our own sandboxes if these things where somehow not agreeing with what they are hc means you are delusional or crazy or worse.

[time-variance-archive]

Thank you @galaxythreads​ for taking the time to explain your points so thoroughly ! If you don’t mind I’m going to answer from my side blog because I haven’t posted anything on it for a while and it’s easier for me if I post all my Loki related meta in one place.

Before I start, I don’t mean to invalidate any headcanon or interpretations of the show, just fill in some details you’ve missed from canon.

Since Sylvie’s nexus event doesn’t have an explicit explaination, I guess we’re all doing speculation. I just think some theories are more likely than others if we take everything in consideration. I tend to follow the rule of Ocham’s razor : the theory that requires the less twists and turns and over-interpretations is more likely to be false. But of course, it’s not always the case ^^.

Also, thankfully I have a copy of the scripts in another tab so I'll be able to copy past instead of looking for the exact lines in the show and transcribe them ^^.

1- Loki stealing the Tesseract HAD to happen otherwise Endgame wouldn't

I need to confess I have only watched Endgame once, so I don’t remember exactly what happens in 1970 ^^. But I don’t think it’s relevant because I agree with the premise. Loki stealing the Tesseract had to happen so Endgame happens the way it does.

And no one ever said otherwise.

Judge Renslayer : “ What they did was supposed to happen. You escaping was not. “

The events of Endgame happened the way they were meant to and nothing has been retconned.

I suppose the reason why this lines confuses you is because you seem to assume the TVA operate under logical and “fair” rules. But it doesn’t. The TVA is a Kafka-esque hell where everything is meant to be as absurd and confusing as possible for the prisoners. Also, the TVA is entirely based on a lie. It lies to it’s agents, even the Judges don’t understand the laws they are applying. If it seems that nothing makes sense, it’s because at this point we know nothing of it’s real purpose and goals.

Also, this line by Renslayer sounds exactly like the paradox of Judas in theology. Jesus HAD to be betrayed to put God’s plan in motion, but Judas is still guilty of his action and deserves punishment. And the making off confirms the TVA is written as a religious cult, with its idols, its corrupted elites and its all powerful leader.

Basically, it’s a “damned if you do, damned if you don’t” situation.

Now if you wonder what are the criteria : everything that helps the TVA to reach its mysterious goal is supposed to happen, and everything that hinders them has to be deleted. The Avengers beating Thanos ? Good. A mischievous Loki messing around with the Tesseract ? Less good.

The TVA’s true goal has not been officially revealed yet because it seems season 2 will dive deep into its origins, but Michael Waldron confirmed a few fan theories. The main goal is to prevent the existance of Kang. The only requirement for a timeline to be kept is that it has to be Kang-less. We can assume if Thanos hadn’t been defeated, it would have caused a butterfly effect that would have left to Kang’s great great grandparents meeting, or something silly like that. Meanwhile, Steve Rogers was allowed to stay in the past because it doesn’t cause the birth of a Kang. It seems the Sacred Timeline is relatively permissive for ordinary poeple, as long as they don’t accidentally cause the creation of a Kang.

2- Sylvie and Loki holding hands in episode 4 was in an apocalypse, ergo, no nexus 

Yeah, this one is a plothole. I guess it’s a classic situation of “the magic of love is so powerful it defies logics”. It’s cheesy and a bit dumb, but this is a Disney kids show.

3. Sylvie being a girl doesn't work as a nexus event because loki is genderfluid

Nothing in the show even hints it could be the case. Little Sylvie was about 10 years old when she was pruned, and neither Mobius or Renslayer or our main Loki seem surprised by the existance of a female Loki. The only one surprised is Classic Loki, a character who literally comes from a 60s comic book. It’s like those jokes about the First Doctor being sexist in Doctor Who crossover events.

Even in the comics, female presenting Lokis, AFAB or AMAB, seem pretty rare (I've never heard of a confirmed AFAB Loki in the comics, but I don't see why there wouldn't be any. Maybe Double Trouble Loki ?). I am not the biggest expert in the continuity of the comics though and I don't know how many distinct versions of Loki exist so I'm talking a bit lightly here.

And the Goddess of Mischief line you quoted in your post feels a bit out of context.

Sylvie : “The universe wants to break free, so it manifests chaos. Like me being born the Goddess of Mischief. And as soon as that created a big enough detour from the Sacred Timeline, the TVA showed up, erased my reality, and took me prisoner.“

The topic of this conversation is order and chaos. The key word is “Mischief”, not “Goddess”. What Sylvie seems to explain here is that the existance of Lokis is a proof that the universe needs chaos. And since Lokis get pruned far more often than average, she’s right about it. Also, the phrase “as soon as it created a big enough detour” would not work if it was about gender. Unless she is AMAB and the “detour” was her transitioning (but nothing suggests little Sylvie just started presenting that way). That would be a really cool plot twist, but I’m not sure Disney is ready.

Also, having variants of another gender doesn’t prove an individual is genderfluid. The crew saying that our MCU Loki is genderfluid means little if it doesn’t lead to a confirmation in canon. This is shallow queerbaiting and genderfluid poeple deserve better.

There is one way her gender could play a role in her Nexus event though : she got arrested for playing with a Valkyrie figure. The most popular theory is that she was about to become a Valkyrie herself, something a male Loki would be less likely to do. But since she got arrested at the age of 10, there is at least one other Loki out there with Sylvie’s face who lived her life as needed by the TVA.

4. The TVA forgot about Sylvie's master plan by epi 4

I don’t see how ???

Sylvie’s plan was to cause a distraction so she could access to the Time Keepers chamber, and it worked. Loads of agents were dispatched to prevent the disaster. I’m not really sure how you deactivate a Reset Charge. By pruning it probably. But what happens when a Reset Charge activates in the Void ? Wow, this is the Portals paradox again ^^.

I’m not sure how putting Reset Charges at specific places endangers the timeline though. I would say it erases specific events from time and causes the risk that they happen differently when time heals itself, but this is pure speculation.

Also the TVA is still very actively searching for Sylvie :

ANALYST 1: There’s nothing, sir.

MOBIUS: Even with the magnified nexus threshold? That one should be setting off alarms if somebody steps on the wrong leaf.

The whole agency is working on monitoring every single timeline with accute algorythms to find the two fugitives. That’s how big of a deal Sylvie and Loki are to them.

5. people shouldn't be able to make choices (nexuses) because there is no free will

The answer is very simple though : if there was no free will, there would be no need for a TVA.

There is no way to remove a person’s free will, except by extreme brainwashing or hypnosis, like what happened to Bucky. But it’s not how the TVA operates. Even under the most severe authoritarian regime, poeple keep their free will and capacity to make choices, at least inside their head. And the fact the TVA needs to constantly police the entirety of time proves poeple have a mind of their own.

Also, the use of the word “pruning” says everything. Those darn timelines won’t stay inert for more than a few minutes before a new sprout starts growing somewhere.

6. there has never been ANYONE with mind powers to face Alioth before Sylvie

Ok, this one made me smile because it had never crossed my mind. I think the idea of reading inside the mind of a giant dragon shaped cloud is absurd enough to be a once in a lifetime experience. But It made me think about the whole chain of events that lead to that moment.

First, one would not immediately assume Alioth is sentient enough to have a mind to read. Also, if I was on the run from a giant-ass dragon the side of a small country, I would probably run in the opposite direction. The only reason why the idea crossed Sylvie’s mind is because she accidentally touched one of its tendrils and survived it. Which must be a pretty rare occurence too.

But let’s imagine a mind reader accidentally touched the dragon and had a mental flash of a big castle. What would they do of this information ? If they had been pruned recently, they wouldn’t even know where they are or what this is all about. Sylvie came to the Void with a purpose. She knows where he is (in a dimension at the end of time) and she knows what she is looking for (some sort of king hiding beyond the end of time). So she makes the mental connection that the dragon knows how to access the castle.

And yeah, the number one rule to survive in the Void is to hide and avoid the big dragon at all cost.

Oh, and Kang absolutely wanted to be found. He even admitted he helped Loki and Sylvie (a popular theory is that he’s the one who alerted the TVA for Lamentis). Remember that all of this was part of his plan ! It’s like in The Matrix, Neo and Trinity are not a bug, they’re a feature.

7. loki consistently forgetting he has magic

I agree, the magic system in the MCU makes little sense. I don’t think Loki uses his magic less in the show. I think he uses it far more than he did in movies. We see him shapeshift, dry his clothes, lift a freaking building with his mind (wow, that was really badass !). I don’t know if magic can produce electricity . I suppose it does, Kid Loki has to power his Polybius game arcade with something ^^.

8. The tva has no solar power for anything (like tempads, like Sylvie's)

I don’t think the TVA has a sun to begin with ^^. Have you seen those guys ? They look like they have never touched grass in their lives ! They don’t even have aquariums :,( !

More seriously, we never saw TVA agents on the field for more than a few minutes, and they’re never alone so even if one had a faulty tempad, it would not endanger them.

Also, TVA tech is extremely obsolete. I don’t think solar power fits the whole mid-century cold war era vibe.

And you overestimate Sylvie’s intellect I think ^^. I’m not saying she’s an idiot, but she’s also kinda dumb. More seriously, her plan was completely whack. She ran right into the den of the wolf with almost no preparation. She could have asked C-20 more questions, or enchant more agents. She didn’t even know magic doesn’t work in the TVA. It’s very in line with Sylvie’s character, she’s impulsive and never thinks in the long term. Not charging her tempad is 100% Sylvie behaviour.

9. rather than kill anyone, Kang decided to make a big void they would all go to

“When we prune a branched reality, it’s impossible to destroy all of its matter. So we move it to a place on the timeline where it won’t continue growing.“

I’m not sure how the Grandmaster’ weapon works, or if there is any form of continuity inside the MCU when it comes to the laws of physics. But for the sake of the argument, I’ll assume the Grandmaster’s weapon dissipates your atoms in the air.

Pruning isn’t disintegrating. When a timeline is pruned, a small area is restored to it’s previous state. It’s a bit like turning your game off so you can start from your previous save (unless you’re playing old Animal Crossing and the local time agent mole yells at you for 10 minutes. Yeah, I hate that dude ^^). But it creates some “residual” events that have to be destroyed in some way. Like a bit of tape cut from a movie and replaced by another one.

Once a small section of a timeline has been removed, it has to be destroyed in some way. The Void is the junkyard and Alioth is the big racoon feeding on the junk.

Though, I agree that the TVA could kill poeple first and prune them later. But I think pruning poeple alive says a lot about the cruel and dehumanizing nature of the organization. The upper-crust would rather throw poeple in the trash alive than soil their hands. I don’t think the common agents know what pruning really is, though. They probably think they desintegrate poeple.

10. removing someone from a timeline creates a long-standing butterfly effect

“Reset charges prune the affected radius of a branched timeline, allowing time to heal all its wounds. Which sounds like a nice way of saying disintegrate everything in its vicinity.”

A reset charge prunes everything on a small zone. That’s why agents have to watch out for the red line. Once the Nexus event has spread too much, the timeline cannot be reset anymore.

I’ll try to think of an exemple. When Loki arrived in the desert after stealing the Tesseract, he meets some locals. If the TVA had not intervened, we can assume those poeple would have spread the word and it would have had consequences. The TVA arrived right before it happened and reset this small patch of desert to how it was before Loki arrived, sending the witnesses into the void. We can also assume they reset the Stark Tower lobby, to restore OG Loki and erase all memories from the Avengers’ mind.

I assume they can probably prune a larger zone using several reset charges, or a bigger one. But once the butterfly effect is too important, nothing can be done anymore. Also the TVA’s methods seem to imply they try to cut as little as possible, probably to avoid causing more instability.

Loki : Let me ask you this, why don’t we just travel back to before the attack, when the Variant first arrives?

Mobius : Nexus events destabilize the time flow. This branch is still changing and growing, so you gotta show up in real time.

The TVA doesn’t remove poeple from reality. It only removes one “instance” of a person. When someone is pruned, it’s like they’ve been duplicated and their “original self” is still on the timeline. The little cartoon PSA in episode one illustrates it very well. And this one trippy scene in Quantumania ^^. As our TVA Loki is taken away by the Minute Men, OG Loki is being taken to Asgard.

So no, a Reset Charge cannot remove a whole existing timeline. When Sylvie says her reality has been erased, it doesn’t mean her whole timeline disappeared in the Void. Somewhere, a little princess Loki decided to play with the dragon toy instead of the Valkyrie and fulfilled her approved destiny and caused the Avengers to assemble. But this reality is not Sylvie’s reality anymore. It is a similar looking Asgard where her parents have another little girl who look like her and forgot her mere existance.

In a sense you were right in your question. Changing one little element causes a butterfly effect that prevents future events from happening, therefor destroying a whole potential world. Also, remember the TVA exists out of linear time. Those realities are not just potential, at some point in the TVA's relative past, they were actual timelines full of unique poeple and civilisations. The TVA snuffed them from existance by removing one single event.

And the TVA trials are useful. Everyone at the TVA is a Variant so I assume they have to recruit their agents one way or another ^^. Interestingly, Renslayer condemned Loki to be reset, not pruned. I wonder if the TVA already recruited Lokis. Plot twist, Casey was a Loki all along XD.

I really hoped I answered to some of your questions. I apologize for this wall of text ^^. I really tried to explain everything the best I could, based on interviews, and what I got from canon. Of course I could be wrong ^^. We simply don’t know enough.

But the leaked trailer for season 2 seems to confirm we’ll learn a lot about the TVA. And of course there are the good old insider leaks, to take with a pinch of salt.

Thank you again for your encouragements !

[ckret2]

@whyangle said: What are your thoughts about Bill Cipher's broader effects on human history? I know you think he lied to Ford about constructing the pyramids, but did he have any relationship at all with the Egyptians? (Or The Greeks/the Aztecs/The Founding Fathers etc?) Or were all those connections made up to impress Ford and seduce him into a feeling of grandeur?

I haven't decided in all circumstances yet, but I have two loose overarching guidelines I'm trying to follow:

I don't want to replicate any "Ancient Aliens" style bullshit—that is, I don't want to make any jokes that re-attribute massive, important human accomplishments to an alien.

I don't want to make jokes that "verify" conspiracy beliefs that are actually being spread in real-world conspiracy theories to the detriment of real-world peoples.

At the same time, "Bill has been trying to break into our dimension for longer than human civilization has existed, and he's repeatedly desperately (and unsuccessfully) tried to sucker powerful and important humans into making a door for him" is a major part of his character, as is his whole general conspiracy theory schtick.

And whenever possible, I want the headcanons I use to interact recognizably with the canon info we currently have on hand. As a fanfic writer my overarching philosophy is "malicious compliance canon compatibility." Deciding to completely chuck something canon said out the window as a baseless lie feels like cheating and lazy. I'd rather say any info we get in canon distorts/stretches the truth.

(I don't know if I'll be able to re-spin his claims as half-truths in every case. For instance, Bill claiming in Guide to Mystery & Nonstop Fun that western democracy is a sham etc etc, I don't think there's any salvaging that. I don't care that he claims the elite cabal that rules the world has a ping pong table in their break room, I still don't wanna touch any "elite cabal" BS with a ten foot pole. I may just have to write that one off as Bill going "this Pine Tree kid is a conspiracy theory nutjob in the making, what's the most fucked up thing I can claim that'd send him spiraling down a rabbit hole of increasingly divorced-from-reality paranoia?")

So far, one of the ways I've been trying to strike a balance is by saying "he got involved in these big historic things, but he wasn't behind them."

For instance: I don't terribly mind the idea "Bill tried to get the ancient Egyptians to build a portal for him, and it broke down after a few minutes," because it doesn't re-attribute their successes to an alien. The Egyptians were brilliant architects and engineers on their own merits, and all the things we know ancient Egypt for building were 100% human achievements. And because of their own existing human merits Bill could go to them and say "if I teach you a little bit of alien technology you don't already know, you can build me a portal."

I'm iffier on "a jackal-headed man came out of the portal before it broke down" because it implies "Egyptian religious beliefs were inspired by meeting an alien." But like I can spin it in a way that works for me. Maybe Egyptians already had their beliefs and Bill happened to have a Henchmaniac at the time who coincidentally looked like Anubis and he went "hey buddy do you wanna pose as a god and help me sucker these humans into helping us out?" I dunno, I'm spitballing.

I'm REALLY iffy on "the Egyptians built the pyramids to appease Bill's wrath and make him go away," because, even though it does allow that the Egyptians built the pyramids themselves, it still turns them into something they made to honor an alien, when we know damn well what the pyramids' purpose was. Again this isn't something I've decided how I wanna address in my headcanons. Maybe the pyramids already existed, they added Bill's hat and eye to appease him, and those additions were shitty and crumbled off later and nobody really cared because they didn't like those additions in the first place and only made them to make this one asshole go away. (Kind of split the difference in the "the pyramids were originally Bill but the hats fell off" claim in canon.) Or maybe the pyramids already existed, the folks Bill was torturing went "well we know he likes our pyramids, why don't we make him a quick crummy one that looks like him?" and then that one fell apart over time while the "true" pyramids survived. idk. I haven't decided. The pyramids are SUCH a hotbed for Ancient Aliens bullshit that I'd sooner not address them directly unless I have to.

(And for the record, in the above art, my intent for Ford speculating "is Bill trying to copy Egyptian art?" is that he's WRONG, but with a grain of truth: I wanted to slide in the idea that interacting with ancient Egyptian culture influence Bill, and NOT that Bill influenced ancient Egyptian culture. Someone a while ago suggested that the "brick" lines on Bill's triangular form are like "tattoos," because he thinks looking like a pyramid would be cool. I also think, due to lucky coincidence, Bill likes the common ancient Egyptian bas relief art style because it helps his two dimensional brain make sense of human bodies as pseudo two-dimensional figures.)

That's a lot of focus on Egypt, but same goes for any other historical culture he was purportedly involved with: yeah, I think he was involved in a bunch of important historical events, but I don't think he was behind them. (I'm only really willing to say he was "behind" events that are completely made up. For instance: the landslide that killed the other presidential candidates and got Quentin Trembley III elected as the 8 1/2 president. That was Bill. 100% Bill. He wanted Quentin in office.)

Obsessively studying your recently-resurrected arch-nemesis isn't, like, any kind of mental health red flag, is it? Like that's probably fine right?

[diavolosbaby]

I think I’ve got a good one. Can I request Leona, Trey and Kalim with a male s/o who usually doesn’t like being touched, but is alright with them doing it ‘cause they’re lovers. However, they get into a serious argument and in the aftermath they try to touch him in someway to start apologizing only for him to slap their hand away and say “Do not touch me.”

Sure!

characters: Kalim, Leona, Trey

S/O who tolerates physical affection but during a fight yells "don't touch me!"

Genre: angst

Format: headcanons, mini fic

Pronouns: he/him (male reader)

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Leona

- You often got into arguments with him, but never really that serious or went on long 

- This time though, he had passed a line and didn’t see anything wrong with it 

- He had wanted you to sleep with him, you agreed but weren’t feeling up to cuddling 

- So you asked him not to, he was annoyed but agreed. 

- You woke up to him holding you 

- You got up and woke him up, confronting him and asking if it was on purpose 

- When you screamed not to touch you, his ears actually laid flat 

- He was shocked, then angry 

- No no, he doesn’t apologize easily in a fight so if you want him to realize his wrongs your want will be for nothing 

- Usually you both would slowly start talking more, no sorries, no forgiving,

- You both just get together again slowly and surely 

- If you don’t show any want to get closer to him again, that will probably be the end of the relationship tbh 

- Unless he himself sees himself very clearly in the wrong, his pride won’t allow himself to come to you without you coming to him as well 

- He will miss you but he’s not a beggar. 

- Definitely won’t beg and most times won’t apologize

“Leona get up.” you said sternly while shaking him the best you could. He groaned and asked you what you thought you were doing. “I said I wasn’t in the mood to cuddle, I woke up and you were straddling me, was it on purpose?” you asked calmly, hoping it was just instinct and he didn’t go against your wishes. “So what if I did? You were asleep and wouldn’t know anyway so why does it matter..” he said groggily. “Well obviously I knew because I woke up. I have boundaries. Why don’t you ever listen to me?? Like actually listen to me??” you raised your voice a bit. “You’re overreacting. Fine, come back when you ARE in the mood to cuddle so we both get our way.” you shook your head and stomped off, calling him a prick on your way out.

Kalim

 He always wanted to touch you

You didn’t hate it, but you couldn’t say that you loved it either

You loved that he loved you. And you knew this is how he showed it.

Sometimes though, he touches you too much and you have to tell him to stop. 

It takes telling kalim something at least 30 times before it sticks, which can get a bit obnoxious

Like this one time, where Kalim was holding onto your arm and pulling you around everywhere while shopping. 

You didn’t mind it at first, but you were starting to get annoyed and told him to stop. 

He laughed it off and didn’t stop. So you told him again. 

And again, and again, and again. 

He kept laughing, and it was starting to piss you off. 

When you yelled at him to not touch you, he flinched and recoiled quite noticeably. 

If you were apologetic after yelling, he would tell you not to apologize and that he is the sorry one 

Yeah he’s pretty glum and tells you he won’t touch you anymore 

Actually doesn’t touch you for the rest of the shopping trip, or at least until you tell him it’s ok to, and even then he asks if you’re sure 

If you’re still mad at him after yelling, he will start crying 

Crying, but apologizing 

Says he won’t do it anymore and asks if you’re gonna break up[ with him while sobbing 

Unlike leona, he will always apologize first in a fight and would most definitely beg you not to break up with him

He’s sincere but a situation like this where he doesn’t know when to stop and won’t listen to you is bound to happen again, just a fair warning

      You pulled your arm away and yelled at him. He backed up. Shocked. “Why don’t you listen to me?? Why don’t you EVER listen to me!! God kalim it gets exhausting! It’s like you have to respect or regard how I feel!”  You walked out of the store and Kalim was quick to follow. He didn’t mean to make you so upset, as he was running towards you tears brimmed his eyes as his voice cracked while yelling after you. “Wait MC I’m so so sorry, please! Please don’t break up with me, it won't happen again!”

  Trey 

- isn’t much of a toucher either

 - holds your hand and puts his arm around your shoulder and that’s only sometimes

  - so when he tries to hug you from behind and you yell at him, he’s shocked 

 - will try to fix anything and everything he did 

 - won’t apologize until he knows what he did 

 - He had forgotten your date. 

 - you wouldn't be that mad if it was just a  simple accident, but it wasn’t that simple.

  - Trey had postponed the date by putting other things before you 

   - will stand there and let you yell at him all while listening to you and trying to put himself in your shoes 

- he won’t get angry, he won’t yell or insult you, he’ll just cross his arms and listen with a focused expression 

- he genuinely wants to make it better

He put his hands up in the air as his eyes went wide. “Woah woah what’s wrong?” he asked innocently, wanting to comfort you. “Don’t do that. Don’t be sweet now. God! How hard is it for you to put me first??” He saw your sadness behind your rage and that made his stomach cramp. “Oh no...I did it again, didn't I?” he asked with an exhale, obviously disappointed in himself. “I’m sorry MC..I don’t know what’s been up with me.” he sighed. “I’ll take you out right now, yeah?” “No, don’t even bother, I know the outcome.” you said with a puff. 

He’ll make you your favorite treats as apologies but he knows that isn’t enough. He’ll get you gifts and offer you favors free of charge. When you do come around to forgiving him, he will have a whole apology speech memorized for you.

[battinscn]

HOW THE HARRY POTTER CHARACTERS ARE IN THE KITCHEN

PAIRINGS: draco/ theodore/ cedric x reader

WARNINGS: none, unless you count my incessant use of profanities in everything i post

A/N: remember when i said i was back? yea, i lied. i’m sorry, i’ve been in a slump recently and the only thing i can actually put in ideas into writing are headcanons so i’ll be posting them for a while.

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DRACO

- please, this donny has absolutely no idea how to turn the fob on for the absolute life of him

- he’s spent his whole life having house elves cook for him, what makes you think he would know anything about culinary

- but after hermione granger had become minister and set all house elves free, it was time for you to teach him how to cook

- you didn’t grow up posh like he did, so you definitely had the upper hand when it came to cooking experience

- you had purchased him an apron from homesense and forced him to wear it

- ‘i look stupid,’ he’d jut his lips out

- ‘oh trust me lovey, it’s not the apron’

- ‘hey!’

- you decided to start off easy, well, easy for you

- ‘right, lovey, all you have to do is fry up an egg. simple as that’

- he would look at the fob dumbfounded and nearly set off a gas explosion

- ‘we have wands, we can do magic. what’s the purpose of any of this’

- but your glare was enough to get him to shut up

- he’d yelp with the egg would splatter oil out of the pan, ever the one for dramatics

- finally, after what felt like ages, he would plate the egg on a plate and place it in front of you

- the egg was burnt around the edges and the yolk had broken when he was trying to break the eggs into the pan

- ‘go on then, have a bite’

- you would reluctantly taste a small piece while he would anticipate for your reaction with hope in his eyes

- ‘well? how is it?’

- he had put in so much effort into the egg that you just couldn’t tell it to his face that it tasted absolutely rank

- ‘it’s…good! different, from what i’m used to b-but, good’ you would give him two thumbs up and an extremely forced grin

- he would be so overjoyed but your response that he would not realise that you had spat the egg out into a napkin and tossed into the bin

- and of course he would be so over his head and think his cooking was fantastic

- and frankly, it wasn’t. it tasted like shit.

- ‘y/n! i made you some glazed chicken and sprouts’

- you would’ve just gotten home after a long day at the office and the last thing you wanted was to try your boyfriend’s horrendous whip up

- ‘oh…thanks, lovey,’

- you would saw through the cardboard-texture of the overcooked chicken and take a bite

- ‘mm, it’s good, like mum makes it’

- ‘really?’ he would cheese and push the plate closer towards you, inviting you to finish the plate

- and you know what? finished that plate you did because you would do anything to put a smile on his face

THEODORE

- he would beg you to let him help out in the kitchen

- you were trying to bake a spiced cake to bring for family dinner

- ‘please, i just want to help’

- ‘fine. but you’re my sous-chef. i can’t have your aunt thinking i can’t bake, especially after last month’s disaster of a crumble. which by the way, i haven’t forgiven you for’

- what happened last month you may ask?

- well you had spent all afternoon making the best damn apple crumble you had ever made

- it was all going well till you were seated by the dining table and you dished up your pudding

- and who would’ve though that the crumble tasted salty

- ‘oh, well, you see. you were saying how you halved the amount of sugar the recipe recommended, and well, you know how much i love sugar so i decided to add some more when you weren’t looking, but i guess i put in salt instead’ theodore would smile sheepishly while ducking his head to prevent a slap to the back of it

- you swore you had to hold yourself back from stabbing him with the fork in your hand

- theodore’s aunt always had something to say about your cooking and you were sure theodore’s mistake would result in you not being able to ever hear the end of it for the next month

- ‘it’s not my fault sugar looks like salt…’ he would grumble when you gave him the silent treatment for the rest of the night

- i digress

- ‘i’ll just stand here and you tell me what to do. i won’t touch anything unless you tell me to, promise.’

- you would then pass the recipe over to theodore to get him to take out the ingredients from the cabinets while you busied yourself with preparing the pans and stand mixer

- ‘what the fuck’s star anus?’

- you would stop what you were doing and stared at him as if he’d grown a second head because yea, what the fuck was star anus?

- you would walk over to him to peer at the recipe book only for it to say ‘star anise’

- you would sigh and rub you hand your forehead, ‘anise, my love, it’s called star anise’

- you would pick out the small bottle off the spice rack and wave it in front of him

- ‘well that’s not my fault! who names something that has a similar spelling to anus!’

- ‘my love, you truly are something else,’ you would kiss his clothed chest and chuckle into it before returning to preheating the oven

- the first spiced cake had turned out horribly since theodore had mistakenly given you baking powder instead of soda

- luckily, you had planned for this so you had enough time to bake a second one, albeit after you had scolded theodore and forced him to stand in the corner of the kitchen and do nothing but watch

- ‘sorry y/n. love me?’ he would childishly whine while you placed the second cake into the oven

- ‘love you’ you would reluctantly say back and peck him on the lips as you walked past him

CEDRIC

- oh cedric’s a mummy’s boy through and through, so obviously he’d spent quite some time growing up helping his mother in the kitchen

- he is marvellous at cooking and honestly, is there anything that this man cannot do?

- expect breakfasts in bed every. day.

- ‘good morning, gorgeous’ you would awake with feather light kisses to your cheek

- cedric would hold out a tray to you with fresh cut fruits and a stack of perfect american pancakes

- if cedric were to find out there was any foods that you craved, expect to be well-fed and craving-satisfied instantly

- cedric had once admitted that he wasn’t too fond of cooking, but seeing your face light up whenever he served you a plate of your favourites was worth it

- seriously, does this man have any flaws?

- sometimes, when you were feeling it, you would join cedric in the kitchen

- such times led to fits of giggles and small food fights

- ‘gorgeous, look here,’ cedric would call out to you and you would turn your head to the side to look at him

- and as you turned your head, his batter coated finger would poke into your cheek, leaving a smear of mixture in its wake

- ‘that was a dirty move,’ you would eye cedric

- and you know what, maybe you weren’t too mad about it since any food fight would always end with you and cedric in the shower together

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fake dating headcanons with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo

ANON ASKED: “hi i really like your writing 🥺🥺 could i request fake dating with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo? like they told their teams that they have a girlfriend but they dont lmao so they ask one of their classmates to pretend to be their gf so the team can meet her? and they end up falling for her along the way :)) i look forward to reading more of ur works!! 💖”

atsumu x f!reader, oikawa x f!reader, kuroo x f!reader

genre. fluff

warnings. language

word count. 6.3k

note. DAMN this one got away from me ... 6.3k words for a headcanon post ...... sorry anon i’m not sure if you wanted a long post but i mean, here we are lol 

note 2. had to repost because something was up with the tags lol i hope it works fine this time

ATSUMU.

- the team has a favorite twin and it’s osamu, we all know it

- one day after practice, the team finds out that one of the first-years managed to get a girlfriend

- most of the inarizaki vb team is single at that point in time so it starts a conversation about relationships

- somewhere in the conversation, aran says, “osamu, man. I can’t believe ya haven’t gotten a girlfriend yet. yer easily one of the best-looking people in the school.”

- osamu just shrugs, but atsumu’s like “huh??”

- “hey ‘samu and i have the same face. don’t cha mean that we’re some of the best-looking people in the school??”

- the guys in the locker room exchange glances

- aran‘s like “look, atsumu. don’t blow up on me or anything, but most girls don’t really want to date you.” (keep in mind that aran’s strictly speaking about the girls that aren’t a part of the miya twins fan club)

- “and why the hell not?”

- at this point, aran’s looking at literally everyone in the room and pleading with his eyes for help because he doesn’t want to start a fight with atsumu

- suna takes pity on aran and says, “hate to break it you, miya, but girls don’t want to date a guy who’s a massive asshole”

- now, atsumu could care less if the entire goddamn world thinks he’s an asshole, but it rubs him the wrong way that his teammates think that osamu’s a better catch than he is

- sibling rivalry pride or whatever

- so atsumu goes “i think my girlfriend would disagree because oh will ya look at that, she’s dating me!”

- he was most definitely not dating anyone

- osamu raises an eyebrow at him because to his knowledge, atsumu didn’t have a girlfriend

- “since when did you have a girlfriend?”

- osamu looks at atsumu with knowing eyes and smirks. “yeah sumu, who’s this girlfriend of yours? I don’t think i’ve met her yet.”

- atsumu knows he’s gotten himself in some deep shit

- but still he’s still full of pride, so he says, “i’ll bring her by to practice tomorrow.”

- now miya atsumu has a dilemma because there are some things he just shouldn’t lie about (because now he’ll never live it down if he can’t figure out a way to get himself out of this one)

- atsumu knows that he’s got that fanclub that would probably be more than willing to date him, but the thought of being in their presence for longer than two seconds makes his skin crawl because he doesn’t think he could handle the excessive screaming

- so that night he decides to go to the bakery down the street that he frequents because they have some of the best macarons in town

- you’re one of the bakers at that bakery that works the shift when he usually comes in for his weekly macarons so you two are acquainted

- you also go to inarizaki, so you hear the rumors that circulate around atsumu, but you don’t really pay much attention to them because he’s not that bad whenever he comes into the bakery

- like sometimes if he tries to only order 2 macarons but notices that there are only 5 macarons left, he’ll buy them all just to make your life easier

- when he comes in that day, he has this troubled look on his face. “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you like to keep tabs on your regulars and what they order, so when he orders an iced matcha, you know that something’s probably up (he never orders drinks from there because he said that his brother would kill him if he didn’t bring him home a drink too and having to carry the two drinks up to their apartment is hassle enough)

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- it’s almost time to close up and you two are the only two left so you figured you had time for small talk

- “i may have outright lied to my team about havin’ a girlfriend.”

- “you don’t?” that surprises you because so many girls at your school have a crush on the miya twins (you would know because your best friend is practically in love with osamu)

- when atsumu shakes his head dejectedly, you don’t quite understand what he’s so down for

- “you do know that there are like 50 girls that are practically lining up to date you right?”

- “yeah, but they’d expect a real relationship and i’m no good at those.”

- “why not?”

- “i’m too argumentative, let's just say, plus i’ve been told that i kinda come off as an asshole.”

- “and volleyball right?” you would know since he always comes into the bakery after a practice and he looks like he’s both dead and alive

- when you hand him his matcha and packet of macarons, he pauses

- “listen, don’t take this the wrong way but yer single right?”

- you almost smile to yourself because wow for a guy so attractive, his way with words isn’t great

- “i am.”

- he stands there for a good 20 seconds just looking at you with that look in his eyes that tells you that he’s trying to ask you something but he doesn’t know how to do it

- “you want me to act as your fake girlfriend don’t you?”

- cue atsumu chuckle @%EUTYDJBCJWER)*&# hhhhfs

- “ya know, i’m kinda seein’ why i get called an asshole all the time. it doesn’t sound as great when ya’ say it like that.”

- you agree to pretend to be his girlfriend, but on the condition that your best friend will be able to tag along if osamu’s gonna be there

- and that’s the start of it

- you visit his practice the next day before work and his team looks at you in surprise because they were 100% sure that having a girlfriend was just another one of atsumu’s lies

- they all kinda stare at you a little extra too because you’re really pretty

- “aye, get yer asses back to volleyball and stop starin’ at my girl like that.”

- you know it’s all fake, but him saying that kinda makes you blush anyways

- when you first agreed to fake dating him, you weren’t expecting that you’d have to spend too much time with him (he did tell you that he wasn’t looking for a real relationship) but that changes because osamu’s insistent that atsumu should at least try to be a good boyfriend and eat lunch with you and stuff

- you’re both aware that osamu doesn’t buy your little arrangement one bit

- atsumu’s got this raging pride when it comes to his twin brother, so he actually listens because now he’s made it his personal mission to convince osamu that you and him are actually dating

- it takes a while for you two to get into the hang of it, but once you do, it’s like a regular routine

- you and your best friend eat lunch with the twins (you and atsumu both watch as your best friend fumbles her way into talking with osamu), you drop by before work to give atsumu a kiss on the cheek before practice, he drops by the bakery after practice nearly everyday, and you come to his games while wearing a jersey that he lent you

- his teammates like you a lot and tease atsumu all the time because they claim that you’re way too good for him

- surprisingly, he always gets a little protective when they say things like that and always slips an arm around your waist

- one day when you’re over at his apartment, you help atsumu learn how to make macarons (with some help from osamu)

- it takes a while because he would get mad at the macarons when they would come out in weird shapes

- “stupid macarons! they got it out for me i’m tellin’ ya! they’re being like that on purpose!”

- LITERALLY A CHILD

- you learn to like that about him though

- dates with him are usually on the weekends (you both drag osamu and your best friend out with you) and it’s always something fun that osamu suggests because atsumu wasn’t joking when he said he sucks at real relationships

- most of these dates consist of holding hands as you walk around the streets until osamu sees a restaurant he wants to try out

- he always insists on feeding you at least once in your meal

- he also loves doing the walrus-chopsticks face?? (he only started doing it because he liked hearing you laugh)

- as time passes, you two start going on dates without osamu and your best friend (atsumu always claims that it’s because he wants to show osamu up, but you start to notice that osamu doesn’t even find out about these dates most of the time)

- you secretly like these dates better than those with osamu and your best friend because atsumu feels more at ease and will develop a softer tone around you during these dates

- eventually, he starts to always greet you with a forehead kiss whenever you’re in public (you’re not sure if he does it just because his brother is watching, or if maybe he might be starting to like you)

- you try to make your brain forget that most of the time, he kisses your forehead before osamu even walks in

- one day after practice, you’re waiting for him because you didn’t have a shift at the bakery that day

- he walks out of the club room looking mildly pissed and you’re a little wary

- but then he gets to where you’re standing and just pulls your waist towards him and full on kisses you

- mind you, this is your first kiss on the lips with him

- it’s not a quick peck either, like you can hear the wolf whistles from his teammates in the back and you’re left breathing hard and flushed pink afterwards

- damn if that’s what his kisses are like, you suddenly wish he’d do it more often

- “what was that for?”

- “nothin’”

- sometime in the future you find out that he did that because his teammates were once again talking about your relationship and one of them joked that atsumu paid you to pretend to be his girlfriend

- he knew that what you had wasn’t necessarily real, but he just had the urge to kiss you then (he swears to you that he doesn’t know why)

- he does know why. it was because it was starting to slip his mind that your relationship was fake and the reminder made him a little mad at himself

- he realizes that maybe he’s fallen in love with you when osamu brings it up

- atsumu had asked for osamu’s help because he wanted to surprise you by making you mochis for your upcoming four month anniversary of being his fake girlfriend (typing this out was so funny, this man is so whipped he doesn’t know it)

- “ya know, when i first met y/n, i was sure that it was all fake and that you’d slip up about it one day. i guess i was wrong.”

- atsumu doesn’t say anything to that because in his head he’s trying to convince himself that “no. this is all still fake.” but it’s hard to convince himself of that when his hands are covered in the rice flower that he’s using to make your favorite dessert for your four months of faking being together

- he tries not to think about what osamu said when he gives you the gifts later that night

- he tries not to think about it when he gets that funny feeling that he’s been feeling for a while now when he sees the way you light up upon opening the box of mochis

- he most definitely tries not to think about it when you accidentally give him your second kiss of the relationship because you were caught up in the spur of the moment

- it’s on the way home back to his apartment that night that he realizes he’s fucked

- because good god he’s fallen for you

- he tries to break it off after that

- you’re confused at how sudden it is, but you let him break it off because at that point you’re already in love with him and are still too scared to say it because you keep remembering how he always said that he didn’t want a real relationship

- IDIOTS IN LOVE YOU'RE BOTH SO .

- he tries to go back to normal after that

- but for the love of everything he just . can’t

- his eyes always linger a little too long on the door right before practice because you would always come see him before going to work

- his feet would instinctively move in the direction of the bakery after practices until he realizes what he’s doing and forces himself to go home

- his eyes would scan for your figure wearing his jersey during games until he remembers that you probably weren’t there and that you most definitely wouldn’t be wearing his jersey

- he wants to kick himself because the reason he asked you to be his fake girlfriend in the first place was because he didn’t want a real relationship

- yet here he was. wallowing because if there’s anything more he wants, it’s a real relationship with you

- osamu gets fed up with him eventually

- “take yer ass to the bakery right after practice. i’m not letting you into the apartment until you see her.”

- and surprisingly, he actually listens to his twin brother

- he walks into the bakery for the first time in a while and says “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you look up at him then because you vividly remember that night. how could you not?

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- “i may have outright lied to myself about loving you.”

- you nearly drop the drink in your hands

- “‘tsumu? what are you on about?”

- “i know i said that i’m no good at real relationships. but i’ve found that i want to learn to be good.”

- a pause

- “i want to learn with ya.”

OIKAWA.

- this poor boy is always the butt of the jokes that come from his team

- seriously though. it’s always “tease oikawa day” (he teases them back so it’s all good)

- but one day, they’re all in the locker room when hanamaki brings up this girl that he’s planning on asking out because he’s not sure how to do it

- oikawa, being the little shit that he is, goes “step one, makki. have my face. step two, have my amazing personality. step three, ask her out.”

- he barely ducks in time to miss the shoe that comes flying towards his head

- “makki! such unbecoming behavior! my advice is perfect!”

- matsukawa snorts and says “perfect advice my ass. you can’t even get anyone to like you. let alone go out with you, crappykawa.”

- “don’t spread lies, mattsun.” oikawa clicks his tongue like a mother scolding his child. “or do you seem to forget the dozens of confessions i get on the daily along with the girls that you three complain about all the time because ugh shittykawa’s gonna make us late if he keeps talking to them” (he’s so dramatic lol he says that last part in this weird, whiny voice)

- iwaizumi scoffs. “doesn’t count when you reject every single one.”

- “i do not!”

- “right. right. as if you don’t make them cry because you’re so nice about rejecting them too.” (oikawa frowns at that one because he doesn’t mean to make them cry)

- “yeah, shittykawa, you’re pretty bad at love in general. i’d die before listening to your advice.” (this one is from matsukawa)

- “there’s also the fact that the girlfriend’s you did have all broke up with you because you would rather cuddle with a volleyball than cuddle with them.” (this one is from hanamaki)

- oikawa scowls at them “i don’t cuddle my volleyball.”

- “sure you don’t. just like you most definitely don’t have a name for it either.”

- “leave iwa-chan the second out of this!” (he drew an angry face on his volleyball too because he claims it looks like iwaizumi)

- iwaizumi groans. “i hate you. so so much.”

- at this point, oikawa knows they’re right, but he’s also really prideful. “and besides. i would suggest taking my advice because i got a girlfriend just today!”

- he most definitely did not

- “sure you did. hey mattsun, i bet a week tops until she breaks up with him.”

- “nah i’ll bet five days.”

- after practice, oikawa came up with a plan for the next day to get himself out of the hole he dug for himself

- he usually got confessions before school, so he told iwaizumi that he was going to school early to practice and instead waited for a girl to confess to him

- but the moment he saw this second-year walk up to him with a little box, he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it

- he couldn’t do that to this innocent girl

- and he tries to say yes to her. he really does.

- but he can practically hear his older sister’s voice yelling at him about how “even when you get popular and get confessions from people left and right, i don’t want you leading anyone on. you only accept a confession if you actually like them.”

- he’s probably more scared of his sister than he is of his own mother, so he says no to that second-year, even when she starts to frown and walk away

- he’s leaning against the gym and rubbing the bridge of his nose when he hears you

- “everything alright?”

- you two were pretty close because he found out that you had a crush on iwaizumi in your second year and tried to set you two up (it didn’t work because he’s pretty bad at being a wingman)

- even when iwaizumi rejected you, oikawa had already grown to like your presence, so you two stayed friends despite how his best friend broke your heart

- “y/n-chan! what are you doing here so early?”

- “just returning a book to the library before the librarian knocks down my door and kicks my ass for having an overdue library book. what are you doing here so early?”

- “would you believe me if i said that i was practicing volleyball?”

- you look him up and down, and the smell of fresh cologne reaches your nostrils. his uniform is neatly put together.

- “looking like that? no, no i would not.”

- “well, what would you believe?”

- “i don’t know .. the truth maybe?”

- “the truth is embarrassing and is defamation to my good name.” that makes you raise your brow at him.

- “okay now i only want to hear the truth. i will not accept anything but the truth. now tell me, what kind of embarrassment have you proved yourself to be this morning?”

- “so mean, y/n-chan! now i see why you so very adored our precious iwa-chan.”

- you groan because you don’t want to remember that rejection. “oh just hurry up and embarrass yourself instead of embarrassing me.”

- “but it’s quite embarrassing.”

- “come on, spit it out.”

- “i may or may not have told iwa-chan, makki, and mattsun that i have a girlfriend when i don’t have one.”

- you look at him like he’s the dumbest person you’ve ever met, because at that moment, you really believed that he was. “couldn’t you just … i don’t know … accept one of your many, many confessions?”

- oikawa tells you about his fear of his sister and the second-year that just confessed to him

- you find yourself admiring his sister because she’s probably the one person on this planet that can humble oikawa tooru (the next person to be able to do so will be you, but you don’t know that yet)

- after hearing his explanation you get an idea. “can’t you ask someone to fake being in a relationship with you? you know, so you don’t get the angry sister devil/angel thing on your shoulder?” (LOL if you don’t get what the angel/devil thing that i’m talking about is, it’s like when you have an imaginary angel and a devil that sits on your shoulders and criticizes every choice you make)

- “are you offering, y/n?” he has that shit-eating grin on his face again, so you know he’s mostly joking

- “hmm, i don’t know. i think you’ll have to formally ask me to be your fake girlfriend. it’s only polite after all.”

- oikawa blinks for a second because he didn’t actually think you were serious. “what?”

- “are you going to ask me to be your fake girlfriend or not? maybe throw in a flower and i’ll say yes.”

- oh. oh.

- well, he wasn’t going to let what might be his only opportunity to get someone to fake date him pass by

- he looks around and sees a small flower on the ground and picks it

- he takes both your hands and puts the flower in one of them before saying, “y/n-chan will you, take me, oikawa tooru, as your loving pretend boyfriend, and save me from irrevocable embarrassment?”

- you laugh in his face because he’s trying so hard not to laugh through his “proposal.”

- “minus points for not getting on one knee but i guess i do.”

- you mainly did it because you may have already gotten rejected by iwaizumi, but you did like the possibility of being friends with him, and fake dating oikawa would probably let you do that

- you also kind of felt bad for oikawa, knowing that he wasn’t exaggerating how embarrassing it would be if his teammates found out he was lying

- when you and oikawa walk up to the seijoh third-years while holding hands, makki and mattsun are jostling each other while iwaizumi looks mildly surprised

- “see matsun! pay up!”

- oikawa and you both look in surprise as mattsun reluctantly shoves a few bills into makki’s awaiting hand

- oikawa’s looking between them both. “what bet did you use me for this time?”

- “i bet mattsun that you and y/n secretly liked each other.”

- blink blink

- iwaizumi sees the mildly awkward situation brewing so he says, “anyways, y/n if you ever get tired of this dumbass, you’re more than welcome into our group. we’ll just kick oikawa out.”

- after that, you and oikawa fall into a dating routine easily (you have a pretty busy schedule too so both you and oikawa understand each other schedules well)

- usually this is where oikawa’s relationships fail. he spends so much time with volleyball and the team that he doesn’t really spend time with his significant others

- it’s different with you though. maybe it’s the fact that the stakes aren’t so high because it’s only a fake relationship after all, or maybe it’s because unlike his past significant others, you don’t mind spending most of your time and “dates” with the other seijoh third-years, or maybe it’s because he remembers that locker room conversation and he wants to prove to makki, mattsun, and iwaizumi that he can be a good boyfriend (even if it’s a good fake boyfriend)

- dates with oikawa are usually laid-back because he’s tired from practice (so like walks in the park, getting ice cream, or study dates where you don’t get much done because you spend most of it just laughing and cooking in his kitchen)

- you find that he’s secretly a decent cook (the only thing keeping from saying that he’s a good cook is because he can’t cut vegetables for his life, and he also managed to accidently burn the onions you were trying to caramelize).

- neither of you acknowledge the fact that since nobody’s there to see those dates, you two technically don’t have to go on them since it’s only a fake relationship

- oh and takeru LOVES you

- seriously. he thinks you’re probably the coolest person ever (he tells you one day that he thinks you’re even cooler than oikawa and oikawa is a pouting mess the rest of your day. you can only pull him out of his slump when you jump on his back and force him to run to the bakery and buy milk bread)

- sometimes you’ll come with oikawa when he needs to watch takeru

- as takeru teaches you how to receive a volleyball, oikawa will watch you two with a little smile on his face (this loser is so whipped like man people passing by reminisce on how they were young and in love once because oikawa looks at you like that. oikawa doesn’t notice that he’s doing it though.)

- you sometimes spend time at his house with iwaizumi or on select days just by yourself (mostly for study dates or for watching weird sci-fi movies that oikawa seems to love)

- since you’re at his house so often, oikawa’s mother takes a liking to you because “you finally got her boy to care about something that isn’t volleyball.”

- it’s when oikawa groans a “moooom” in response that you start to feel those pesky butterflies

- oikawa will run up to you after games and just hold you tightly (he tells himself that it’s because his fan club and the team are watching, but really it’s because he can’t thank you enough for being there because he just plays better when you’re watching)

- my god, dUDE . he has no idea that he loves you like . MAN .

- mattsun, makki, and iwaizumi always tease oikawa about how you’re so much cooler than him

- oikawa whines to you and says, “y/n-channn they’re being mean again!”

- “what do you want me to do about it?”

- oikawa pouts like the baby he is and says, “kiss,” while pointing to his cheek. you give in and a round of groans comes from mattsun and makki. oikawa looks so smug and those pesky stomach feelings come back. iwaizumi is smiling to himself.

- speaking of iwaizumi

- you two become best friends after he finds you looking dejected as you wait for oikawa to get out of practice. you confided with him about how your relationship was all pretend. you might have also told him that you may be teensy bit in love with his captain

- iwaizumi tells you that, “there are some things you just ... can’t fake. the way that shithead looks at you is one of them. trust me.”

- he also tells you that his suspicion that you and oikawa had this weird spark was what kept him from ever reciprocating your feelings and why he rejected you (oikawa literally tried being your wingman before by texting iwaizumi things like “did you see how pretty y/n was today? don’t you think she was pretty?” and “iwa-chan! y/n is so funny and that’s coming from me, so she really is funny! i think maybe you should talk to her to see what i’m talking about (≧◡≦)”)

- at this point everyone knows that you’re in love with oikawa for real (except for oikawa himself)

- everyone also knows that oikawa’s fallen for you (except for oikawa himself, and you because you refuse to believe it)

- the moment he realizes he’s in love with you is on another one of those dates that you both know you don’t have to have but still choose to have anyway

- you’re making milk bread and he’s helping to measure the ingredients when he turns around to see you covered in flour and he just kinda stops

- and he realizes

- like yeah he’s been getting that small tugging feeling with you a lot over these past few months

- but now he finally realizes it’s because he’s in love with you

- he’s staring for a long time and for a second you think he’s going to make fun of your flour-coated self, but he’s staring at you with that look and you’re confused

- “everything okay? is there something wrong? did you mess up the measurements?”

- then an idea hits him

- “something’s wrong. it’s kind of embarassing though.”

- “what is it?”

- “no but it’s really embarrassing.”

- “what .. what is it?”

- cue cheeky little grin. “i think i might’ve fallen in love with my fake girlfriend. i don’t have another flower to ask her out though. i hope she doesn’t say no.”

- you kiss him for the first time then and take pride in the fact that you get him covered in flour in the process

KUROO.

- it happened the second day that you were at the tokyo training camp

- kuroo was with bokuto and a few of the karasuno first-years when bokuto started telling the first-years that kuroo had a girlfriend because he saw kuroo helping you carry your bags the day before (listen . this man is like . clueless when it comes to emotions sometimes i’msosorry)

- kuroo got this confused look on his face because he thought he would remember getting a girlfriend. “i do?”

- “don’t you? remember the girl you were holding hands with yesterday?”

- this was all some big misunderstanding

- so basically what happened was this: you’re shinzen’s team manager and you were tasked with carrying bags of equipment to the training center. kuroo was waiting for kenma to finish talking with lev (more like trying to avoid though lmao) and noticed that you were struggling so he came over to help

- kuroo figured that bokuto must’ve seen him holding the bags for you and assumed that something must’ve been going on (or maybe he looked over for the split second when kuroo held your hand in order to transfer the bags to his hand)

- he was about to clear things up when lo and behold, you walked into the gym

- “kuroo look! it’s your girlfriend! hey, come join us!”

- bless bokuto’s soul. bless that poor, oblivious soul.

- you walked up to them and looked at kuroo like “what??”

- you remembered him from the day before, but you didn’t remember ever agreeing to being his girlfriend of any sort

- he smiled apologetically at you and asked to talk to you on the side

- “what’s going on? why did he call me your .. girlfriend?”

- “look i’m sorry, bo’s a little … i don’t know. he saw me carrying your bags yesterday and assumed. i’ll clear things up, don’t worry.”

- when you two headed back to where bokuto is standing, it was obvious that kuroo’s smooth-sailing explanation wasn’t happening anytime soon

- because lev was there, and so was yaku

- “KUROO-SENPAI? THIS IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? SHE’S VERY PRETTY SENPAI!” (bless lev’s soul too. another part of the extremely oblivious club.)

- yaku took no hesitation in teasing kuroo. “since when does kuroo ever get any girl to like him? this is new. no offense, of course.”

- kuroo tried clearing up the air by saying, “guys- listen this has all been som-“

- hinata doesn’t let him finish either lmao “YOU’RE THE TEAM MANAGER FOR SHINZEN!” (extremely oblivious club member number 3 here)

- “a team manager, kuroo? what’d you do to get her to say yes? is she a chemistry nerd too?”

- “bo-“

- they kinda just went like that back and forth, and kuroo kept getting interrupted

- you were just laughing to the side because it was kind of funny

- you also kinda felt bad for kuroo because damn his friends had like no faith in his romantic skills at all??

- maybe that was what made you say it, but after his friends were done teasing him you said, “he’s kind of a catch though, don’t you think? nerdy and funny is a girl’s dream isn’t that what they say?”

- kuroo blinked at you because what??

- once kuroo got you alone by asking you to take a walk outside of the gym, he asked, “so … what does this make us?” (surprise, surprise, he never got the chance to tell them about the misunderstanding)

- you just shrugged because really how bad could this be? “i felt bad at how much they were teasing you, so we could keep up the fake boyfriend/girlfriend thing for the week. it shouldn’t be too bad. plus it’ll save you the embarrassment of having to tell your friends that you didn’t actually get a girlfriend.”

- you guys did pretty good for the week of the training camp

- you’d cheer him on in secret if he got a spike or a block during a practice game while simultaneously still watching shinzen’s game

- you two walked around the halls when bokuto was watching just to keep up pretenses

- you learned that he’s a major nerd during these walks, which you found really endearing

- on the last day of camp, he tried to throw pieces of broccoli in your mouth (he didn’t stop until he finally got it in after his 9th try)

- you guys initially planned to “break up” after the camp was over

- but here comes bokuto again

- “hey y/n! kuroo, akaashi, and i were gonna go out for karaoke tomorrow if you wanna join.”

- you grew to like bokuto too so you said you’d come

- it was actually a really fun night

- you and kuroo sang a duet together

- he also stole some of your ramen

- you took a video of bokuto as he serenaded akaashi

- when you guys are leaving to go home, bokuto goes “you two are so cute. y/n do me a favor and don’t break up with kuroo until after the qualifiers would you? i wanna play him at his full game.” (again. seriously, he basically is the greatest accidental wingman ever)

- “we can’t break his heart, can we?”

- “no, we can’t.”

- and so your fake relationship starts

- you don’t get to visit each other often because you don’t live in the same vicinity, but you guys text often (it’s a friend thing, you both swear to yourselves)

- on weekends when kuroo’s not spending time with kenma, he’ll ask you to meet him at a park or a cafe (you two always send selfies to bokuto during every date)

- dates with him are always really fun because he’s spontaneous and also very active so sometimes he’ll take you by the hand and just drag you places

- he is not afraid to smear different colors of ice cream on your nose and call you some obscure name from some really old movie that he may have watched that week

- he also makes you push him on the swings

- the little kids get mad because what is this rooster man doing taking up a swing when he’s so old

- you laugh at him when the kids eventually come up to him and ask if they can use the swing

- dates will usually last the whole day because you’re both fine with just walking around and randomly finding stuff to do

- with all that time spent talking, you two also get to know each other really well

- like basically your life stories

- it took him a while to open up and at first he insists that you tell your story first, but after a while you notice how he starts letting little things about his life slip here and there until he starts telling you bigger portions

- you also get really close with kenma

- not close close the way him and kuroo are, but kenma would probably see you as his second closest friend

- that’s why sometimes kenma tags along with you guys (it doesn’t feel like third wheeling or anything because both you and kuroo enjoy kenma’s presence as much as each other’s)

- eventually, once you two got the hang of it, you’re like the couple that everyone likes

- because you’re both pretty funny and overall just have nice vibes

- his team starts to call you mom and dad as a joke because sometimes when shinzen doesn’t have practice, you’ll stop by at nekoma at the end of practice just to say hi

- they’re not wrong about the mom and dad thing though (it’s a really cute dynamic though i swear)

- your team used to not like him at first because they were protective of you, but eventually they reluctantly warmed up to him

- they threatened to demolish him if he hurt you though

- LMAO ANYWAYS .. MOVING ON

- you guys have lots of study dates too!!

- since you’re both busy because of volleyball related things, a lot of your schedule lines up with each other (this also means that kuroo knows when you haven’t had time to study)

- you’ll be sitting on his bed on your stomach with your legs draped across his thighs as you read your textbook and he’ll be sitting against his bed frame reading one of his assigned readings (i also like to think that kuroo has glasses for these readings that only you and kenma have seen)

- sometimes, when you finish studying before he finishes, you’ll come up behind him and just start to play with his hair

- his hair is actually really soft despite looking like a bird built its nest in it

- you also have two of his jackets that are just lying around your house

- he likes when you wear them because he thinks you look so cute (he doesn’t tell you that though)

- after a while, it’s like both of you have forgotten that this was all a ruse just so bokuto wouldn’t get heartbroken after you two break up

- at this point, kuroo has learned all your quirks, habits, and has also memorized your schedule

- like … he doesn’t realize that he’s fallen for you until someone points it out

- he realizes he’s fallen for you on the day that shinzen loses in the tournament (this would be your last match)

- now nekoma just played a game, but kuroo’s first instinct is to check whether or not shinzen won (he’s been doing this for every game in the tournament)

- when he sees that you lost, he knows that you’ll be sad and in need of a pick me up

- as kenma and him are packing up, he says, “shinzen lost today. i probably can’t make it to your house tonight. y/n will probably want to go out with her team for a bit, but she’ll probably crash at my place. do you think i should make her a strawberry cake? or maybe she’ll want onigiri? no, she’ll probably want the cake. she always gets the little smile with her one dimple whenever she eats my strawberry cake. makes me proud.”

- kenma’s just looking at kuroo with arched eyebrows because HIS BEST FRIEND IS WHIPPED

- kuroo doesn’t get why kenma’s looking at him like that because he thinks about things like that all the time. “what??”

- oh kenma knows your relationship is fake

- so he just looks at kuroo and says, “try to refrain getting down on one knee today. i doubt you have a ring, and i’ll bet that y/n will want a confession of you being hopelessly, madly in love with her before you propose by the way.”

- kuroo kind of freezes and blinks at him.

- “wh … what?”

- “kuro, do i really need to spell out for you that you’re totally smitten with her? you have been for a while now.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- at this point, kuroo knows that kenma’s onto something, but kuroo doesn’t wanna jump to conclusions until he sees you again

- when you knock on his door and run straight into his arms that night, he knows kenma’s right

- like you’re balling into his chest and he gets that feeling that he wants to hold you forever and never let go

- and he knows. he knows.

- after you start to calm down, he offers you the cake that he made just for you

- he swears that he feels ten times lighter after he sees that exact smile with the exact dimple on your face

- now kuroo may be loud, and rambunctious at times, but when he loves, it’s quiet, simple, but not any less there

- as you finish eating the cake, kuroo notices that there’s a few pink crumbs on your lips

- and he kisses you

- like a “slow, hand on the cheek, nose touching after he pulls away” kind of kiss

- “i made a realization today. kenma told me to hold back on proposing, so i’ll go with confessing instead.”

- you’re looking up at him with your heart beating hard in your chest

- “i think you might’ve made me fall in love with you.”

sorry if there are any mistakes lmao i tried catching all of them but ... 6k words ...... yanno. .....

[the-far-bright-center]

 #you can love the space monks because they're cool and make up your headcanons about a better jedi culture #and still have the basic reading of the text #the prequels literally say this and it's a lot more interesting if the jedi ARE this stagnant and orthodox #that was the weakness the sith exploited #the Jedi wouldn't have fallen if they weren't this blind to reality #it's a tragedy yes #and it's not black and white #saying the jedi were flawed doesn't mean the jedi deserved genocide lol idk why people seem to think there's only two options here (@softieskywalker)

Good points in the tags. One thing that I’m always bringing up is the idea that the Jedi Order =/= the Jedi religion. Because it’s true that many religions (or religious factions) DO become stagnant and orthodox after a while, and sometimes this ends up with periods of fragmentation, dissolution, and/or reformation, etc. At the same time, this doesn't mean the core spiritual teachings of the religion are necessarily 'bad' or that the religion itself shouldn't exist anymore. It simply means that there are now perhaps conflicting or erroneous interpretations, added-on rules, and harmful practices clouding the religion’s original purpose, and that the institutions surrounding said religion have lost their way. I see this with the Jedi because on the one hand, their overall supposed aims of using their Force-given powers for the purpose of protecting and defending the innocent beings of the galaxy is a noble one. And likewise, their awareness that they have to be careful about the Dark Side and how they interact with it is an understandable and commendable one. Where the problem with the Old Jedi Order lies is simply in terms of HOW they went about doing those things. By the time of the Prequels-era, the Order had come to (wrongly) believe that forbidding all personal attachments (even to the point of forbidding familial bonds, something which is foundational to civilisation itself) was the way to best serve the 'will of the Force' *and* the only/best way to protect themselves from sin the Dark Side.

My personal view is that once upon a time the Jedi had approached that subject more reasonably, and I do think Qui-Gon's character is meant to embody some of that. His name 'Jinn' means 'spirit' (or, more literally, 'hidden from sight') so I see him as a reflection of what was perhaps once the true nature of the Jedi religion, but which by the time of the Prequels-era Jedi Order had been forgotten, and then re-framed as a 'maverick' approach. When and where exactly the Jedi Order lost sight of their true purpose isn't something we can necessarily ever know for sure, nor is it even really the point—the point is that canonically we know that a) they did lose their way, and that b) Luke (and along with him, the returned Anakin) eventually proved that the spirit of what makes a True Jedi is self-sacrifice and based entirely ON love and family bonds. And that, even in the midst of seemingly unconquerable darkness, it's these very bonds that the Order had outlawed that have the power to save the entire galaxy.

(As a sidenote, the Jedi Order are not meant to be viewed soley in relation to ‘eastern religions', but are rather a synthesis of a wide variety of both eastern and western religious beliefs and practices. One particular monastic order that anyone interested in the Prequels-era Jedi should look into are the Knights Templar. Originally they were protectors and defenders of pilgrims en route to the Holy Land, but eventually became used as advance shock troops during the Crusades. They had many strict rules such as being forbidden from physical contact with women, including members of their own family. Their infamous and dramatic downfall was orchestrated by King Phillip IV of France and is one of the historical inspirations for Order 66 and the Jedi Purge.)

“The Jedi don’t forbid love! That’s not what they mean by attachment!”

Then why. Is Anakin. Not Allowed. To maintain. Contact. With his Mother. Trapped in Slavery.

[tokrev-roses]

Pieces

Mikey’s s/o gets/got hurt by a rival gang – Headcanons + tiny drabble

Genre: Drama, tiny bit of Fluff and Angst

Warnings: Mentions of abuse, bruises, and fighting. Nothing too heavy or graphic, since this is rather short

There is so much room for all kinds of scenarios

Mikey goes to war with gangs, that hurt the friends of his friends so you can imagine what hell would break loose, if someone comes for his partner

First of all, is Mikey able to intervene while it still happens, or does he find it out afterwards?

If he arrives at the scene and the are still bullying you, standing around you in a circle, he will not hesitate and destroy each and every last one of them

I mean it

Mikey protects the things that are important to him with his life, not able to bear losing them

But that sounds more romantic than it really is

You will have stand there and watch as he punches one after the other

He is in total tunnel-vision, the damage he causes far more severe than what they did to you

Since you’re usually not involved in the rougher gang stuff, It would be the first time you see the Invincible Mikey, Leader of Toman, with your eyes

And let’s be serious: the brutality would shock you

besides your better judgement, you go and try to stop him

Your voice fails to reach him, he hears it, but it is dull muffled, as if under water

You do not dare to touch him

Only if you finally scream, begging him to let the bloody face of the middle schooler go, he would be freed from the shackle of his dark mind

Mikey knows his demons, he himself fears that numbness inside of him, although it comes in handy for things like this

And now he doesn’t know what to do, bloody kid beneath him, your tear-stained face in front of him

He is genuinely terrified and frozen

Now it is on to you to take the pieces and put them, put him back together

Mikey needs people to do that for him, he cannot do it himself

Take his hand, lead him away, lend him your strength

As I have mentioned in another post, he is someone who needs emotional guidance, so please guide him

Talk about this, tell him, that he overreacted, tell him what he should have done, do it right after the incident. It will be one of the only times when lets his guard down completely, when he will take your words in. he might not fully understand, might even question you, but deep down he absorbed every word, and he will think about it for the next days and weeks

Different scenario if he were to find out later

 You tried. You tried to keep Mikey away from you. You faked to be sick, convinced your parents to let you stay at home, told Draken, that you had the flu and that he should, under no circumstances, let Mikey come close to you.

Why? You asked yourself. Why not just tell him and let him have his way with the guys that harassed you on your way home. Show them, what he was capable of.

The answer was simple: You wanted to protect Mikey. From those vile people, from starting a gang war just because you couldn’t protect yourself, but most of all to protect him from himself.

You had seen his wrath, deadly determination in his eyes, stone-cold darkness freezing his soft features. You didn’t want that to happen.

Your mirror reflected a gloomy existence, unsure, whether the short lie would do the job. Those bruises would take longer than a day to heal, that was for sure. The bruises on your wrists were a morbid tattoo of the big hands your abusers kept you in place with. Similar marks could be found on your jaw, where they had used equal force to keep your face up.

It was impossible to convince your parents a second time, they hardly believed the badly acted coughs and headache this morning. And Mikey was like a satellite, revolving around you, showing up when he deemed fit, not when it was convenient. And Draken was only able to do so much. Mikey had the last word.

The piercing sound of the bell made your heart skip a beat. You had a queasy feeling, and the soft voice of your mother confirmed your suspicion

“Hello Mikey, have you come to see y/n?”

Draken had failed and now you were doomed.

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Silence. 5 Minutes had passed since his arrival and no one had said anything. Draken had left the room 3 minutes ago, unable to bear the awkward tension in your room.

You couldn’t do anything but stare at your feet, a wet layer lingered on your eyes. You were ashamed. Ashamed for lying to him, ashamed, that he had come her, bringing all kinds of medicine in plastic bag, ashamed that you were so weak to begin with.

You took all the courage you had left and looked up into his face. You were met with a Mikey you knew to well, a Mikey you hated to see. His tense jaw and straight lips weren’t the scariest thing. The black orbs, absorbing every light, cold and hard, just like the person they belonged to.

The bag fell on the ground as your body collided with his. You were used to make the first step when it came to Mikey, but this was the hardest on yet. Your arms stayed limp beside you, and so did his. But your face was hidden in his neck, while he laid his head on yours, the weight being nothing but comforting.

“It is okay, you know. I’m fine.”

Your soft words were met with silence. With anyone else, you would be worried, scared, that the person would be too angry to speak or too disappointed to answer. Not with Mikey. It meant he gave you a chance. He listened.

So, you told him what happened. That those guys messed with you, but that you managed to run away. You told him, why you lied. That he shouldn’t make your problems to his problems. You told him the name of the small street gang, because you knew he’d ask for it anyways.

“Mikey. I don’t want you to fight them. Please.”

Silence. Again.

He thought about your words. Considered them, questioned them, and came to his own conclusion.

Your wrists interlocked behind his back, to make your silent plea more prominent.

He mirrored your actions, like always, like your Mikey does.

There was no blame, no accusations, just Mikey, you, and your beating hearts.

“Y/n. Tell me.”

“Hm?”

“Tell me…what you think. Always. Don’t keep your thoughts from me.”

He could feel your hesitant nod.

“And I won’t be able to keep your promise. We will have a talk with them.”

Disappointment was about to flood your mind when he continued:

“Me, Ken and you.”

And the negative feeling turned into relieve. Because there was no way you would let him lose himself in his dark place while you were around. You collected his pieces and glued the back together. That was your purpose, that was, what he needed.

 So, I didn’t really understand whether you’d prefer headcanons or a fully written scenario, so I went for a mix. If you are unsatisfied, please let me know and I will write something else!

Wishing you a happy day,

Rosalie 🌹

[shana-silver-fox]

spoilers for TWD 11.09

so can we PLEASE never ever freak out about anything else that stupid spoiler account posts ever again? Have we all learned? They flat out LIED. Lies and absolutely WRONG information. They do not get to see the actual screener. They get 2nd hand info and run it through their headcanon brains.

First off, Alden' death is not what makes Maggie go off and kill the reapers. She just goes off. Alden's walker isn't found until that's all done and over and he is still locked in the church. Not hanging upside down like that site claimed.

Second, their crackship hug was purposely embellished to try and resemble the Caryl Terminus reunion hug. They have obviously been eaten alive with jealousy all these years over that Caryl hug, dying to see Daryl do even the slightest equivalent with any ABC...it still didn't happen. There was no running. There was no flinging himself. These are literally the things he did with Carol, a full sprint, jumping into her arms so hard he picked her off her feet...

Taking a few steps towards someone is not running. You are full-blown delusional if you try and say so. The hug couldn't have been more bro/sis platonic. Body language was completely different. His chin stayed up. No cuddling, no nuzzling, no teary eys or lip quivering, no going back in for a 2nd clinging hug, he pulls away quickly and puts major distance between them (body language is important). The spoiler account tried to make it sound like Connie tenderly touched Daryl's chest. LOL She shoved him! I mean straight up bro shoved him! Hard! Like when bro and sis play fight. Then she gets a pal shoulder tap.

He did smile. I will give them that. Daryl is happy his friend is alive. he has a lot of questions for her. I wonder what they talk about?? Hmm...I bet there was a hint....maybe framed dead center in the shot when Daryl said that.

[laurasinele]

Fictober Short Edition! Part I

Prompt 1: I choose you

Ship: Drarry

No warnings, training partners, pre-ship, a cameo from transmasc G. Wesly

This is one of the two only fics I’ll submit this Fictober because ***LIFE***

I hope you enjoy them.

Who is Gerry Weasly?

He used to be the only Weasly sister, but that changed when Hermione introduced him to the notion of Gender Identity. I’ve decided that if I ever write Drarry again, there has to be some kind of gender non conformism there.

Why not trans!Harry or Draco?

Because in my mind it is fundamental to their each-other-related idiocy that they both grew up as cis boys, but hey, that's just my headcanon! Keep trans!Drarry coming (pun intended).

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“Very good job, ladies and gents”, drawled the Chief Instructor at the end of a trepidant obstacle broom race, displaying as much enthusiasm as a preschool teacher at the end of the first week of school. “Li, Abbot, younger Weasly, and of course”, she added tiresomely, “Potter, you’ve got the best times. This means you get to choose your partners for the rest, AND I MEAN THIS, the rest of your Auror Training. But save us all some grief and do it after you’ve cooled down in the showers. We meet at the shooting range in 30. Chop-chop, people, do I have to spell it out for ya?”

They weren’t even inside the showers when the chattering began, still more in the phase of lamenting not being able to pair up with fellow winners, like Gerry Weasley who would rather pair up with Harry but was sure Harry would pick Ron, so there went his second favorite. Harry said nothing to that, too busy finding his way back to his glasses. He then attempted to dry them with the towel he’d previously had wrapped around his head, took a foggy look around and loudly said “Oi!”. Given the general silence and the absolute lack of response or attention of the recipient of his call, he tossed his hair towel at his general direction. Malfoy caught it with his left hand, not even turning around completely. Harry smiled brightly. “I chose you”. 

“Are you out of your damned mind?”, was Malfoy’s remarkably calm response, at which the rest of the audience was beyond relieved of not having to be the ones to point that out. 

“Nop”, Harry replied cheerly.

“Have you really thought this through?”, asked Malfoy, already half dressed, stepping towards Harry to return the projectile towel. 

After a quick look around, Harry was able to confirm everybody else was trying very hard not to look like eavesdropping, so he casted a silencing charm only to find that Malfoy had beaten him to it, wandless and wordlessly. 

“Well, that was actually one of the reasons”, he said, genuinely impressed. 

“You do better and stronger wandless and wordless magic”.

“That’s debatable, but the point stands: you can do it too”.

Malfoy closed his eyes briefly and sighed through his nose. When he opened them he found Harry’s, amused and inquisitive. He groaned against himself and asked: 

“Why are you choosing me?”

“Because you could have won. Easily”. Malfoy’s face didn’t betray any emotion before such an accusation, but the tips of his ears reddening did. “You fumbled it on purpose, you had so many chances and let them slip. Why?”

Malfoy pinched his nose and seemed to decide “here goes nothing” before his better sense could catch him. 

“To save everyone the agony of being chosen by me. To know that whoever paired with me would have had no other chance, so no false sympathies should be needed. To be the proverbial short straw if you will”. 

For a second Harry felt like being a bit of an arse. Just for funsies. And the bit of thought “here goes nothing” migrated from Malfoy’s to Harry’s brain, who proceeded to slowly look up and down Malfoy’s figure. “You’re slender, sure, but you're way too tall to be the short straw. Not that I’m complaining”, and then he winked for good measure. 

In a split of a second Harry found a red faced, fuming Malfoy standing at an inch of his own face, and the pointy end of a familiar wand poking his throat. 

“I am not fucking around in this training, Potter. I’ve got plans for myself, and slightly less charming plans for the scum I used to call family and friends. If you really want to pair up with me, you better not step in my way”.

Harry swallowed hard. “Can we begin again?”, he asked. Malfoy didn’t move, Harry soldiered on: “I think you are the best trainee of our class, and I want you to have my back, even though I don’t really understand why you’ve been sabotaging yourself. But please, from now on? Don’t bomb your training? And partner up with me?”

Malfoy doubted for a moment. Then he took a step back, sheathed his wand and offered Harry his hand. Harry shook it and Malfoy undid his silencing charm. A bunch of fellow trainees in various states of undress were looking at them with their jaws on the floor. 

“Shoulda made that a notice me not”, mumbled Harry.

“Agreed”, said Malfoy. “Now get bloody dressed, Potter, don’t make us late”.