#i hated the coloring of the other one so im replacing it with this lol

[judgementkazukun]

#JUDGEMENTKAZUKUN | an independent rp blog for the dragon of dojima, kazuma kiryu from the ryu ga gotoku ( like a dragon ) video game series | multimuse, au, crossover, and oc friendly | written by fel 25+ she/her | established jun. 2023

[homestylehughes]

don't you ever grow up

pairing(s) beckett sennecke x fem!reader

summary: beckett and yn throughout the years falling in love with each other.

warning(s): none. just some pure teeth rotting fluff :)

wc: 2.3k

an: hi loves!! new fic about a new pookie!! Beckett!! ughhhh I love this fic so much. I was inspired by a Taylor swift song..no surprise here!! i loved writing this so much, its so sweet and cute. I wasn't too sure how to write Beckett, so I just kinda went with it LOL. also I love the header I made, its just so?? cute LOL! anyways! I hope you enjoy, like and reblog if you do! more coming very soon! let me know if you have ideas for me! much love as always.

happy reading <3

12 years old 

“Yn!! Put your bike up, it's time for dinner!” I hear my mom shouting from the front yard of our house. Letting out a deep sigh, I sadly slowly turned myself around. I was just getting to a good part of my ride mom, I thought to myself as I made my way back to our house. 

Pink and purple clouds litter the sky, summer nights in Canada were always so beautiful, the clouds kinda look like cotton candy? I wonder what flavors they taste like, I think to myself as I continue to ride down the street. My mind is so captured by the cotton candy colored clouds and the way the ground feels beneath my bike, that I forget that I'm riding a bike, before I feel myself crashing into something. 

As soon as I know it, I'm laying straight on my back in the middle of the sidewalk. I turn my head to the side to see my pink sparkly bike turned upside down on its side. I lean myself up slightly to see something I ran into, happens to be a boy? 

“Oh my gosh” the boy says, scrabbling to his feet, his helmet on his head crooked from the crash.

“Are you hurt, do you need 911?” he asks me, dropping his knees beside me.

“Im okay, i don't need 911” i giggle

“Good, i thought i killed you” he says, offering me a hand pulling me to my feet

“Thank you '' I say, dusting myself off from the crash, fully taking in the boy in front of me, his short brown hair sticking out from his helmet, his blue eyes softly shining in the evening sun.

“Do you have a concussion? You're looking at me kinda weird” he asks, waving his hand in front of my face.

“Im okay, im okay” i say quickly, embarrassed that he caught me looking at him

“Okay, I'm very sorry for running into you, I was looking at the clouds..” he trails off, as he pushes my bike towards me from the grass. 

“Do you think they look like cotton candy?” i ask smiling 

“I WAS THINKING THAT” he laughs 

“ME TOO” I say laughing back at him, as I get on my bike, the nameless boy doing the same. 

“So what's your name” i ask as we start to slowly pettle our way down the sidewalk

“Beckett” he says,

 “you?” he asks turning to me 

“Yn”

“So yn” he says looking forward, “What do you think the cotton candy clouds taste like?”

14 years old. 

“FIRST DAY OF HIGHSCHOOL HOW ARE WE FEELING?” Beckett yells beside me from the backseat of his moms car.

“I'd feel much better if you were not yelling in my ear at 8 in the morning” sending him a tight lipped smile.

“Sorry sorry… im just excited and nervous” he says 

“Why are you nervous?” i ask confused by his statement

“What if no one likes me? Or or i hate the classes i have” he rambles 

“Beckett, you're probably already the most popular boy in our grade and you haven't even stepped foot into the school, you're going to be just fine '' I say, resting my hand on his leg in an attempt to calm him down.

“You always know how to make everything better. What would I do without you?” he says, smiling at me. 

“You'd go crazy probably” i laugh, “don't ever think about replacing me” i say teasingly 

“I could never, no one could replace my best girl” 

Best girl?? Oh gosh, is this car getting hot or is it me? 

“Come one, thing one and thing two” Beckett's mom says from the front seat, before she opens her door. We quickly grab our bags, getting out of the car. 

“Okay come on you two! Picture time!” she says smiling, holding her phone out in front of her, ready for the picture 

“Mom. Are you serious?” Beckett whines from beside me, a quick elbow jab to his side quickly shuts him up. 

“Ow!” he yelps 

“Shut up and take the picture you big baby” 

“Yes ma’am” he says rubbing his side dramatically 

“Okay get closer! Act like you two love each other” she says 

Beckett and I huddle in closer together upon his moms request, feeling his arm wrap around my waist, my heart rate picking up at the feeling. Snap out of it yn get it together. It's just your 14 year old hormones. 

“OKAY 1 2 3!” his moms shouts from us, snapping out of my daydream, i cast a big smile on my lips for the picture. 

“Awwwww!! You two look so cute. Ugh please don't ever grow up you guys!!” she says before pulling us into a hug with each of her arms. 

“Okay” she says pulling back, “have the best first day ever! I love you both, beckett please watch out for yn” 

“Always mom, always gotta look after my best girl” he says, slinging an arm around my shoulder, as we walk up the stairs of the school, with a smile on my face that can be seen across the world. 

Not knowing how the first day of highschool would go for the next four years, but what I did know was that I was in love with my best friend. 

16 years old.

Today is the day of the sophomore formal. My hands couldn't help but shake as I touched and fixed my hair for the 300th time in the last 5 minutes. Staring at myself in the mirror as I run my hands along my dress, in an attempt to smooth out the non existent wrinkles. 

“Yn honey how's it going in there?” i hear my mom call out from the other side of the door

“Good..just looking over everything!” I say, taking a deep breath and one last look at myself before I open the door.

Slowly walking out, seeing my mom standing in the doorway, her hand moving to cover her mouth as she stares at me. 

“How do I look?” I nervously ask my hands running to lay with the fabric of my dress.

“Oh baby, you look stunning. Beckett won't be able to keep his eyes off of you the whole night.” she says to me, her voicing cracking with emotion 

“Really?” 

“Yes really, you look beautiful” running a hand across my cheek, as she looks at me

“Gosh i didnt think id get this emotional” she rasps out

“Okay let's go downstairs, and get some pictures! Beckett should be here any-” the noise of the doorbell cuts her off

“Speak of the devil, there he is!” she turns to me with a smile, “okay you wait up here and then i'll tell you when to come down, okay?”

Nodding my head in agreement, as she begins to make sure way downstairs. My voice feels like it's caught in my throat as I stand there. My nerves start to rise again at the thought of Beckett seeing me all dressed up. Oh gosh what if he thinks i look bad, and doesn't want to go with me anymore?? 

“Yn, honey are you ready?” my mom calls from the bottom of the stairs

“Yeah, coming!”I shout, now or never I think to myself, taking one last deep breath before heading down the stairs. 

My slow steps only add to the building nerves that I already have in my body. My head remains low as I walk down the stairs, scared to look up and see everyones eyes on me. Reaching the bottom of the stairs, slowly bringing my head up, locking eyes with a suited up, wide eyed beckett. 

“Hi” i whisper softly

“You look so beautiful” he says instantly 

“Thank you, you look handsome” I say, a nervous smile spreading across my face. 

“Here these flowers are for you '' Beckett says, holding out the most beautiful bouquet of flowers i've ever seen in front of me. 

“These are so beautiful, thank you” 

“You're welcome, always gotta do the best for my best girl” he says with a smile

Best girl. Best girl. Best girl. 

“Okay, come on love birds, picture time!” my mom says from beside us, beckett quickly moving to grab my hand and part of my dress as i walk out the door. Flashing him a smile as we head outside

“Okay, act like you two love each other!” becketts mom says from beside mine, standing in front of us, as they hold their phones out.

Becketts arm finds my waist, as mine finds his, looking at each other with soft smiles before turning back towards the camera. 

“1 2 3!” my mom says

“Oh! They look so darling!! How cute!” our moms say, as they look at the pictures

“Okay another one!”

Quickly moving back into picture formation, putting a smile on my face ready for the picture, just as my mom is counting down I feel becketts lips pressing against the side of my head, right as the picture is taken. 

Heat flows through my body once he pulls away, a smile dancing across his lips as he looks down at me. 

“You look beautiful” he says once again to me

“When you look at me like that, i feel like i am” i say 

“Good, my best girl should always feel like that” 

Not knowing what his best girl means as he pulls me towards his car, but I do know that I'm falling more and more in love with him each day. 

18 years old. 

It's the day of becketts draft. My hands are shaking as I sit next to his mom. I couldn't be more proud of him, all of the hard work and dedication he's put in to get to this point, I could be more proud. As much as I am proud of him, I can't help but feel waves of nervousness and selfishness flow through my body.

 Where will Beckett be drafted at, how far will he be from his friends, family and me? What team will he go to, what number will he pick? All those thoughts are flowing through my head as I sit silently next to his mom, who's talking to his father. 

I see Beckett lean forward to get my attention, matching his movements I lean forward looking at him. 

“Are you okay?” he mouths to me

I send him a quick smile and thumbs up before settling back into my seat, just as I do the lights start to dim, signaling that the draft is starting. Taking a deep breath before directing my attention to the stage, it's now or nothing. 

Beckett was projected to be the 10th or 12th draft pick, so hearing his name being called as the 3rd overall draft pick from the Anaheim Ducks sounded like a fever dream to everyone in the crowd, especially beckett. Who rises from his seat, with a shocked look on his face. His jaw dropped as he turned to his dad, who pulled him into a hug. Making his way down the aisle to his mom, doing the same with her. 

My hands are shaking as I stand up, I can't help but start to cry, as Beckett wraps his arms around me, pulling me into the tightest hug ever. pulling back quickly before I even have a chance to speak, he's making his way down the aisle towards the stage. His mom brings me into her arms as we lean into each other crying at the sight of our boy walking across the stage. 

I didn't see Beckett for the rest of the draft, he seemed to be whisked away by reporters and the media for pictures or questions. At the end of the draft, his family and I are led into the back of the arena into a room, with ducks reporters, and right in the middle of the crowd stands beckett. Dressed in a ducks jersey and hat, stands the smiling boy. 

As soon as he sees his parents, he makes a beeline straight towards them, pulling them back into tight hugs as they whisper sweet things to him. I stand back witnessing the sweet moment between him and his family, with a smile on my face. Pulling away from his mom, his eyes catch mine, making his way towards me, pulling me off my feet into a hug. 

“ im so proud of you” i say to him as he settles me back on my feet

“I can't believe this, this is so crazy” he says 

“I know, i'm so so proud of you my little duck” i say tugging on his new found jersey 

“I couldn't have done it without my best girl” he says looking down at me, our eyes locked together with so much force and love? 

Before I even know what's happening, becketts face is moving closer and closer to mine, and before I know it his lips are meeting mine in a sweet kiss. My hands grab his face, pulling myself into his lips. A smile spreads across his face when he pulls away, my hands still resting on his face, as I look at him in shock.

“I've wanted to do that since I was 12 years old, I don't know what took me so long,” he says to me.

“But what I do know” he continues “is that i never want to go another year or day or week without it” before connecting our lips back together once again. 

[silly-lil-scribbles]

Introduction post!!

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[marinaiguess]

I've always imagined a small one shot of Sonic and Blaze having a playful sparring match, I'd love to see your take on that idea (if you want to ofc) x

ahem. this took. 7 months. im so sorry, hope this is worth the wait lol. i hate action sequences but i'm always up for a good challenge, amirite? I'll upload this on ao3 once i'm able to:/ The ending was inspired by a @hishighnesstheprincess fic that I absolutely love. Read it afterwards so that you don't get spoiled:)

playing with fire

warnings: violence, blood

It was a while since the last time he enjoyed a nice and calm afternoon like this one, surrounded by nature and its beautiful creations, like the picture-perfect painting across the sky, the colors seeping through the canvas, staining the grass, the trees, the field.

The table they were all gathered around.

He took a breath and allowed his lungs to be filled with the air that had previously been knocked out of him due to the realization that dawned upon him while looking at his friends.

That wasn’t a regular occurrence, he mentally noted, while the sound of laughing in the background was drowned out by his own thoughts. It wasn’t often that he felt overwhelmed, but of course, when he did, it was because of his friends; only they had the power to knock him down. Yet, what was also quite rare, was them gathering together like they did today, especially without being interrupted by any mad scientists and their evil plans.

A smile was adorning his expression, a small one, directed at no one in particular, as he looked into the distance, behind the pink hedgehog that kept on talking about her adventures.

His ear flicked as he picked up a different sound; a foreign one. He whipped his head to the source of it just to witness another rare moment; Blaze the cat laughing.

Well, it was more of a giggle because she tried her best not to be loud (and was successful) but that didn’t mean they didn’t hear her or that they didn’t see the joy that was written all over her face.

Sonic exhaled softly at that. The fact that Blaze was here, in his world, was a scarce incident on its own. And he was very happy that she was here, that she visited them, deciding to leave her world, lay off from her duties to relax and have some time for herself. On top of that, she chose to spend that free time, with them, with her friends. She sure has come a long way; how could he not be happy?

Gold eyes met his and he soon realized he had been staring at her, judging by the confusion prevalent on her features.

His own dumbfounded face was quickly replaced by a nonchalant and reassuring grin before he turned his attention towards Amy who was talking about… the chao races?

Okay, so, he might have been a little too happy about Blaze, but he didn’t like that everyone else could tell. He’d always hide his emotions quite well and he never enjoyed others knowing how he felt (maybe he never enjoyed dealing with his emotions himself) but in this specific case, something felt off. Out of control.

“Mr. Sonic?” Cream had called out a little while after Blaze’s arrival, when she had been taken away by Amy who was too excited and impatient to show her a photo album she made with Cream’s help.

“Hm? What’s up kiddo?”

“You seem very happy today!”

“Well, I am happy! We’re having a tea party!” he bent down to squish her cheeks, Cream escaping his attacks, giggling. “Isn’t that great?” He smiled widely.

“Yeah, but that’s not what I mean.”

A tilt of his head was enough to make her elaborate her statement and thoughts.  

“You’ve been smiling…a lot. From the moment Blaze visited!”

“Huh.” He scratched the back of his quills nervously. “I didn’t realize.”

“You must have missed her.”

He tried to intervene but didn’t have enough time to.

“I’ve missed her too, so I understand! You like Blaze just like I do.” She smiled.

Sonic kept smiling, ignoring whatever weird feelings this conversation had brought up. “Of course, I like her, Cream. Same goes for you and all my friends.” He explained, refraining from opening his heart too much, his face was betraying him enough as it was.

“That’s very nice of you Mr. Sonic!”

If Cream could tell Sonic was just a tiny bit giddier than usual, then Amy would too and who knows who else, so that was a little worrisome. Especially if Vanilla had caught up, then, yep, he wouldn’t be able to save face anytime soon.

His shoulders relaxed a bit when he reminded himself that he didn’t actually care about all that because he didn’t need to have a justification for his delight, he didn’t need a reason to be happy for his friends. Why was he even so worried about it in the first place?

“So, yeah, the maze part was crazy but taking those guys down? Real trouble.” Amy’s storytelling was abruptly cut off by her groaning. “Man, just the memory of it gives me a headache.” She said closing her eyes and massaging her temples to soothe the pain. She really got into the story, huh?

Both Cream and Blaze looked a little taken aback by the whole story and Sonic couldn’t blame them; either of them is used to dealing with robots or having these types of adventures on a daily basis just like he did. In fact, part of why Blaze was here to begin with was that there was no threat in her world, she told them that much. Which was ironic at best, since his own world never seemed to be at peace, they were somehow always fighting against mad scientists who only caused chaos—

Sonic bit his lip as he remembered the one thing that almost destroyed them all: the metal virus. He glanced at Cream as the image of her broken form, of her lifeless eyes, inched into his brain, the way she had lost all hope the moment she lost her mother. It was painful to recall, (guilt still taking the best of him sometimes) but he couldn’t imagine how Cream was handling the aftermath of that—now gone—threat or how hard it would be to handle any other hurdle that life threw their way after that one.

Even now, she looked hesitant, sinking into her chair slowly until half of her face was hidden. Sonic raised a brow at that. Was she…scared?

“Amy…” she squeaked, everyone’s attention now on the youngest of the group, “…that sounds like real trouble. What if you couldn’t beat the robots and get out of there in time?”

Amy cringed visibly at that, Sonic’s eyes widened in surprise and the two hedgehogs were silently sharing the same thought. They knew where this question, this hesitation, was coming from, why Cream was afraid of them losing.

Because they almost did, not too long ago.

But Blaze didn’t know what their shared glances meant and didn’t care to understand at that moment as she only paid mind to Cream’s visible fear, carefully rubbing her shoulder without thinking twice about it.

“I’m sure it was nothing spectacular.” She smiled reassuringly. “They had it under control. They’re both safe, see?”

Cream peaked at the hedgehogs, gaze finally settling on the blue one, on the famous hero who everyone relied on. Sonic’s eyes flicked between the people who were staring at him, Cream and Blaze, like they were waiting for him to confirm that they were indeed safe. Because he was Sonic, he had to be the one who could make that confirmation, right? He was expected to.

The world always fell on his shoulders.

But as the thoughts multiplied and the words dried out in his slightly open mouth, Blaze took it upon herself to take his role.

To help him carry the weight he so desperately tried to carry alone.

And he was thankful for her help.

“They’re right here with us.” She tilted her head closer to the bunny in an attempt to gain her attention, to allow her eyes to communicate whatever else she wanted to add but wasn’t able to say through words.

Cream gulped and nodded slowly, registering what she meant.

“Besides,” Blaze bent backwards. “I didn’t lie before. I’m sure these robots were nothing spectacular. I could have taken them all down by myself no problem.” She smirked cockily as she crossed her arms.

Maybe this was her trying to sound confident enough to convince Cream that no one was really in danger but the way her lips curved upwards, made Sonic think otherwise.

Especially when she popped one eye open to directly look at him.

He knew this was a challenge.

So, he acted without thinking twice. He got up and walked next to Blaze who hadn’t flinched an inch despite having heard him alright. His footsteps on the grass were all that could be heard along with the occasional howl of the wind because everyone else had gotten silent. Was it the look on his face that caused this? Was the excitement too obvious? He wasn’t sure and he didn’t really care.

“So,” he speaks once he reached her side, hands planted on his hips. “you’re sure you could have taken them all by yourself?”

“Oh yeah, I’m most certain.”

Getting cocky, are we? “Then, I don’t think you’ll have trouble taking me down?” Sonic countered, jabbing his chest with his thumb.

“Where did this come from?” Blaze side-eyed him, unable to fully conceal her grin.

“I just wanna see how high you think of yourself princess.”

Blaze scrunched her nose at the nickname. “Are you suggesting we fight?”

“I wouldn’t call it a fight.” He crossed his arms. “Battle is a better word, to decide who is the…better one.”

“We did ‘battle’ the first time we met, Sonic, and it ended in a tie.”

“Yeah, but I was going easy on you. Right now, I can win no problem.” He closed his eyes as if that settled it, with a satisfied grin plastered on his face.

“Oh, a bit overconfident, aren’t we?”

“Uhhh, guys?” Amy interjected, suddenly feeling like she was covered in cold sweat. “You don’t have to—”

“Oh, don’t worry Amy, we just need to settle this, it won’t take too long.” He popped one eye open as he bent closer to his challenger. “Right, your highness?”

Blaze inched closer as well, almost making Sonic stumble back. Thankfully, almost. “If you keep calling me that, it certainly won’t take too long, yes.”

Sonic stepped back as his grin widened, cocking an eyebrow at the equally overconfident cat. “Huh.” He exclaimed in amazement. To say he was excited with how things have turned out would be an understatement.

“Whatever you say—” he bowed, still holding her gaze, “your highness.”

His added wink only infuriated Blaze more. She jumped out of her chair, not wasting another look on the hedgehog as she headed towards the open field not that far from where they had been spending their afternoon. Sonic snaked his hands between his spines before following her, his attitude exuding relaxation and assuredness.

They took their positions opposite to one another, a good 10 feet apart. They locked eyes as they prepared themselves, taking the same pose without really intending to do so. Besides, everyone knows bending your left leg forward and stretching your other one far back is the best way to get a good head start before boosting.

“Hey Ames, do me a favor and count down from 3 for me.” Sonic spoke, without taking his eyes off of Blaze.

Amy on the other hand, flicked her eyes between the two of them, waiting for either one to back off. Her hesitation was short lived though, upon seeing as none of the two moved away or towards each other. They were really waiting for her. So, she gave up and did as she was told, grabbing ahold of Cream’s hand to direct her behind her. Yet Cream tilted her head on the side to be able to look at the oncoming fight.

“Fine,” Amy sighed. “3, 2…1.”

Blaze was the first to get on the offensive, wasting no time to lunge forward, her fist directed right at Sonic’s face. Sonic understood her intentions and knew he would be able to outpace her, so he stayed there with a confident smirk plastered across face, waiting to evade at the last moment.

To his detriment, his confidence was predictable.

Blaze retrieved her fist and began sliding on the ground, aiming at his feet with her own. Sonic’s eyes narrowed at the incoming danger as he jumped just before she reached him, avoiding Blaze by a very small margin.

Using the momentum from his leap, he turned around with his right leg raised, aiming right at her, only for his kick to be blocked by Blaze’s arm.

How did she—?

Her other arm charged a punch at him which he easily avoided by landing a backflip. It seemed like he didn’t have much room for mistakes. But he didn’t have to worry about that if he started his offence right now.

And that’s what he did.

He boosted off at her direction with a very clear target. If his smirk had faded away, it returned in no time, especially when he witnessed Blaze dash as well, right at him. Just at the moment they were ready to crash, Sonic dodged by side-stepping, readying his kick at the back of her head.

What he was unable to predict however, was Blaze’s powerful kick that she delivered before he even had the time to comprehend her moves; bending her body forward and pirouetting with an outstretched leg, sent him flying at the bark of a nearby tree. He heard it crack as he slid down, his hand bracing his abdomen in an attempt to soothe the sudden pain that he definitely hadn’t accounted for.

He closed his eyes as he winced, trying his best to pull himself together as quick as possible but that was until something else caught his attention. A hunch. As if on instinct, he ducked, only to witness a punch landing just above his head, one which left another crack on the tree trunk behind him. The severity of it was obvious and Sonic found himself to be very lucky that this specific hit didn’t land on his face.

He shook his head and faced forward again, straightening his legs and launching himself at her feet with his own, using his entire body weight without thinking twice about it, giving little time to his opponent to react.

Next thing he heard was a thump. He craned his head to find Blaze lying on her back.

That was it. That was his chance to deliver the finishing blow. This fight was truly fast after all.

But just as Sonic readied his attack, Blaze raised her legs and gained significant momentum, using it to do a handstand and then land with a back flip. Her attempt to also kick Sonic in the process was in vain, as he was able to evade the hit this time around.

Well, to be fair, he wasn’t expecting such a recovery. Maybe she even faked that fall to trap him. He grinned at that thought as he playfully wiped his nose, watching her back away from him, possibly planning how she should attack next.

“Oh, I see you’ve gotten faster.”

A smirk spread across her lips as she skidded to a halt by planting one hand on the grass, her free arm stretched outwards in an attempt to keep her balance. When she sat up straight, still wary of her opponent’s movements, she turned her head to face him while the sunset in front of her illuminated just the outline of her features with a bright orange hue, making them glow like the flames on her palm.

“Or you are just too slow.” She said as he was approaching dangerously.

Sonic stumbled mid-air, feeling as though time had slowed down and for a short span of time, for a mere millisecond, he was overtaken by hesitation, unable to directly land the punch on Blaze and he didn’t know why. Maybe it was her comeback or that damned smile that accompanied it, but despite it all, it was exactly what Blaze needed to duck out of the way unharmed. Sonic’s fist met the ground not long after, eyes widening as he felt blood rush to his cheeks all of a sudden.

Battle. He reminded himself as he realized he had his back turned-on Blaze (bad decision), quickly side-stepping to narrowly avoid the incoming attack he had predicted with ease.

Of course, it’s getting hot, he tried reasoning with himself, I’m running around trying to take her down, I knew it would not be easy, she’s tough. He grinned at the ground before getting up and turning around, ready to keep up the fight.

And that’s the fun part of it.

“I can’t catch a break, can I?” he flicked his nose, grinning at her.

Blaze answered with a smile of her own, using her flames to boost herself towards Sonic at unprecedented speeds.

Sonic blocked her attack with an air cancel, a trick that helped him use the air to his advantage, by raising dirt from the floor with his feet. That would be enough to mess with Blaze’s sight for a little while. But as he was upside down, not yet stopping his “attack”, his head was momentarily close enough to the ground to notice fire shooting from underneath Blaze’s shoes. It was minimal and if he weren’t in that position at that time, he wouldn’t have noticed it. So, he steadied himself by landing on both his feet.

He witnessed Blaze shooting upwards with her makeshift rocket shoes, in an attempt to avoid the debris. This gave him a few seconds to think about it as he relaxed his body, the realization hitting him like a brick.

“You’re holding back?” he asked, not sure if she heard him.

She hadn’t used her flames to attack him or even restrict him yet. She was giving him a hard enough time as it was so maybe it was because she knew her powers wouldn’t contribute much to stopping him or slowing him down. But she also knew he liked to play with fire. If anything, he was concerned.

Blaze kept looking at him, the hint of a smile she wore until now suddenly gone as she extinguished her flames and used gravity to her advantage by doing another back flip. As she descended, she aimed a kick right at Sonic, clearly never letting her guard down. In order for him to be able to block the attack, Sonic had to use both his arms and even that got him pushed a couple feet back, planting both his feet firmly on the ground so as to prevent his fall.

A series of kicks and punches followed all of which were avoided by Sonic. Though, each time he evaded, he found it increasingly harder to get out of the way in time for the following attacks.

“Does it look like I’m holding back?”

Well, she was right to an extent. She wasn’t holding back physically. Heck, here he was hyperventilating, trying his best to keep his breathing in check.

However, he smiled, closing his eyes.

“Where’s the fancy fire then?”

Blaze blinked, lowering her fists, just a tiny bit. “I don’t need to use fire to defeat you.” She said expressionless.

It reminded him of that cold-blooded girl he met a long time ago. That expression; her way of hiding her emotions. Sonic didn’t like that. He didn’t like what that implied. Blaze was one with her flames; without them, she wouldn’t be the same. Her being hesitant to use it in this battle only meant that she hadn’t fully come to terms with her powers yet. Or even worse, she was afraid that she might hurt him and that’s why she was holding back.

“Come on Blaze, give me everything you’ve got.” He winked, smirking at her and her surprised face.

----------------------------

A punch sent him flying backwards. His eyes widened in realization when he saw what was in front of him and managed to curl himself into a ball to minimize the damage from the unavoidable hit. When he hit the rock, he couldn’t do anything but allow his body to land on the sand, thankfully a few feet away from the sea water.

The damage wasn’t that bad. But it didn’t mean that it didn’t hurt.

He kneeled on the ground as he coughed, holding one hand around his abdomen to support himself.

He looked up through blurry vision to find his opponent looking back at him, waiting for him to get up.

That look… A sense of déjà vu washed over him.

He suddenly recalled their last battle. The one where he was worried about her holding back.

He huffed a short inaudible laugh at that while mustering whatever energy he had left to stand on his feet, wiping his sweat with his forearm. He remembered how, if he were being honest, that he himself was also holding back during that battle, lest he hurt her.

The situation right now was similar, at least on his part; he was still holding back against her. Then again, he always had. From the very first moment they met.

But she wasn’t. And she was more ruthless than the first time they got into that fight.

She was burning everything around her to the ground, leaving nothing but ashes in her wake. No hint of fear could be seen on her emotionless expression. No remorse. No hesitation.

Her dark eyes were piercing through him, as he was focused on her glowing form, glowing brighter, more fiercely than the sun rising behind her. The sun that overtook the darkness, that started painting everything beyond the hills, except for her form, as her fur remained white, that unfamiliar color on her which he had learned to despise already. He wished the sun had the power to paint her fur back to its normal color. He wished her real self, the one that wasn’t affected by the fake Sol Emeralds, would come back to him.

And Sonic silently wished, if nothing else, that she would hold back against him, even a tiny bit, just like she had back then.

Or that he could find it in him to not hold back himself.

Sonic forced a grin as he spat out blood. “Come on Blaze, give me everything you’ve got.”

He was always up for a good challenge.

[namelysane]

Ok, so i know that we already established that hellspawn hates harumi with a burning passion. But i need more than that.

How is their dynamic?

Does harumi still tries to "connect" with her only for her to retort with an impressive amount of sass for a 4yo? Does she think of how when all of this is over she will bash that brat's head into a wall?

Does hellspawn cling to her daddy's leg and give her death glares in every possible situations? Does she try to prevent any "romantic" moment/chemistry between the two?

And after harumi is revealed and the ritual "failed" is she going "I told you so" to literally everyone? Does she try to comfort lloyd saying stuff like; "you can't be sad because of her daddy thats what she want" or "there are far better possible mommies out there" or maybe even "im pretty sure she snores in her sleep anyway"

And lastly will there ever be a situation (maybe in s16?) That suddenly golden blond hair becomes long platinum braids, eye color becomes one she saw in the mirror every day, and even the scared look on her face became suddenly painfully familiar as harumi watched for mere few seconds as the green ninja's daughter image was replaced with her younger self

I have to say...that this is by far, my favorite ask from you.

I think Harumi would still try to connect with her, even though their dynamic is initially , 'seemingly nice princess tries every possible way to make a wary child as comfortable as possible in her presence' — I'm saving most of the sass for s16, when hellspawn's only sees this woman as a psycho.

But for s8, (at first) it's more like she's clinging to Lloyd's leg looking visibly uncomfortable. She knows that something is off, but she can't tell what. The ninja don't see anything wrong, and neither does Lloyd. Maybe she's shy. Or maybe the princess' makeup is scary. That's probably why she's acting like this.

Then in Dead Man's Squall, we get to see the death glares thing, which Lloyd reprimands her for when they're alone. The other ninja think it's cute because it just looks like she's jealous of the attention the princess is getting. And when Lloyd tries to stand beside Harumi in the control room, hellspawn reaches for his hand. She doesn't like it when her father and the Harumi are alone in the same room and FSM does something feel off.

But fortunately, after Dread on Arrival, Lloyd finally apologizes to her for dismissing her suspicions. We get to see some father-daughter comfort after that but it's mostly hellspawn doing the comforting because her dad just got himself some trust issues and a broken heart.

"And lastly, will there ever be a situation (maybe in s16?) That suddenly golden blonde hair becomes long platinum braids, eye color becomes one she saw in the mirror every day, and even the scared look on her face became suddenly painfully familiar as harumi watched for mere seconds as the green ninja's daughter image was replaced with her younger self."

YOUR MIND. OH DAMN, WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT

To answer that one, there should be. I hate Harumi's redemption arc in crystalized but it would be nice to see this lol — especially because, now that I think of it, hellspawn does look a lot like Harumi. Even though this woman's prepared to make this girl's dad's life a living hell and throttle his midget, I can see this happening. Maybe these two could get into a situation where Harumi has to choose whether to save this child or let her die. Or maybe the Overlord needs her for something — she was created with Lloyd's Golden Power, you know. Gosh, I love this. Thanks for the idea!

[funnywormz]

1 22 38 + 39!

1 - if you have a lighter, what color is it?

i do have a lighter! i don't smoke so it's for lighting incense and candles, also sometimes i just light it to stare at the flame for a bit (is that weird? probably lol). it's dark blue :-) just a generic plain bic one

22 - do you have a collection of cool rocks?

i do actually! as a kid i had a big special interest in prehistoric animals so i used to collect fossils, and also just pretty stones bc i liked them. my favourites are the trilobite fossils, i have 3 of them iirc

38 - what’s the meaning behind your url?

i am a funny silly guy. i love worms esp geoplanidae (terrestrial flatworms). and i go by Z online! also i like it when ppl replace the s with z in plurals it's fun. and that's how the funny + worm + z url came to be. it's pretty simple hehe there isn't rlly any big special meaning behind it

39 - is there wise words you live by?

idk how to summarise it well but there's that one tumblr post abt how you shouldn't assume other ppl hate you bc it's like. an insult to them as well as yourself. and other ppl don't like being used as a tool for your own self deprecation. and idk that one just rlly stuck with me and whenever im tempted to assume other ppl hate me i always remember it and it helps me make sense of it and realise that im being irrational. like even if you're not doing it intentionally, when you believe that someone secretly hates you you're basically putting them in the role of a villain or a bully inside your head and nobody wants to be seen that way, nobody wants someone to use them as a tool for self flagellation. it took me a long time to understand this one bc i genuinely believed that i was just thinking rationally when i assumed ppl hated me, but once i realised that that way of thinking wasn't constructive it led to a huge improvement in my mental health and i think it's helped a lot with my social skills as well bc im not as much of a downer to be around yknow?

also just in general the realisation that hating yourself benefits nobody was just rlly helpful for my mental health. and realising that some ppl are gonna dislike you no matter what and that that's not a reflection of your worth as a person. basically just learning to give less of a fuck abt what other ppl think/what you assume they think bc life is too short to not be myself/enjoy being me rlly helped

[whataphantasia]

misc little ramb about skssshbbq development hell‼️ (about developing the restaurant itself, plus sploo-khi and flipp things)

designing skssshbbq stuff is SO HARD. what do you MEAN i have to worldbuild. this SUCKS (its so fun but so much work.)

im fighting for my LIFE over here man. im so insistent on keeping sploo-khi's color palette plastered all over the restaurant and other related imagery because he's SUPER self absorbed and you know he'd do that and force people to think it looks good 😭 logo design is hard.

im value mapping my concept art rn! colors TO BE ADDED LATER... i have to plan out the colors now cuz if i dont all my skssshbbq art will be inconsistent and ill HATE myself for it LOL (but this also means i havent been able to make rendered pieces for it 💔💔) SOON HOPEFULLY!!

i worry that i draw flipp and sploo-khi too much together but i cant help it... theyre so fun to draw together!! but i feel like it goes against what the whole story is about! flipp does not have equal power to sploo-khi, and sploo-khi doesn't rly care abt flipp!!! so it feels like i'm making the conflict seem much more focused on mad employee vs boss rather than employee stuck and jaded by the system... but then i realize im overthinking this and no one will think that LOL. i love stories guys.

ah and. i've been worried about my depiction of sploo-khi. i've elaborated on it on his toyhouse page for now. eventually i'm gonna replace it with a theme which'll make these thoughts less visible, so i'm placing a screenie here for posterity.

OH AND. here's the end of my twitter ramble about it.

yeah sorry for the long post, but i feel like these are all important to mention. skssshbbq has a ton of complex topics anyway and i worry abt ppl misinterpreting me or me making a misstep somewhere <_< so i'm hesistant to share things abt it... well!! communication is important so tell me if that happens!!!

EDIT: okay i am less worried abt it bc i asked my friends abt this and they brought up some really interesting narrative points + things i didn't even think about. thanks guys!

[yapcarms03]

My journey of being childhood to adulthood.

Hi my name is bea so this is my long story short of my childhood to adulthood life. Growing up is a journey filled with ups and downs moments shaping who I am and who I become. As a child my life was like a weather different season sometimes having a good day and sometimes sad day. Having a good memories and happy life happy moments with pure and genuine smile. Every day was an adventure looking back on my younger self, I can't help but smile at the memories of innocence, curiosity and defined those early years. As a child, I was full of wonder and excitement to explore the world around me. I remember the simple joys of childhood In my early years,I spend my day exploring and playing with my siblings , cousins and friends enjoy playing tradition games a little me having a real happiness without overthinking some problems. The only problem i have when i was a kid is that fighting with my siblings or friends. My favorite of childhood memories is that being a attitude kid but have a good heart. I have a lots of favorite foods favorite place it makes me happy when spending time with my family and also I am a kind of dramatic girl. When i started going to school it makes me happy when my bag having barbie design , pink pencil case , and a lots of colors because when I was a kid I love drawing I love colors. As I ventured into school, a new chapter began. Crayons and backpacks replaced toys, and the world outside my home expanded. Friends became the colorful characters in my daily adventures and lessons were I learned both inside and outside the classroom.Elementary school brought new adventures in my life. when I was in my elementary days I will never forget the days that my teacher is going to mad at me because I am a kind of girl that always have enemy in school since kinder to grade six because of my attitude that’s why I will always got punished. When I was in grade one something happened to me when my father drove me to school using bicycle and suddenly my feet put inside in bicycle front wheel and my feet have a big wound that’s why I hate bicycle that time. I will never forget to entered the colorful classrooms where I made friends and discovered the joy of learning. From finger counting to solving math problems, each day unfolded like a story filled with excitement and discovery.

My High school Days feels excitement Im so excited when Im going to my new school , new friends , new campus and new crushes lol. My High school Days brought challenges to me as friendships evolved and academic. navigated the awkwardness of adolescence, discovering my interests and passions. This is the time when I realize how hard and how tired going to school everyday because this is the moment when I started having own problems.High school days I joined some event in school, played some sports, and started to shape my identity of hormonal changes and started to act as teen.Being Adolescence its own set of challenges. Having awkward moments and being shy to others. Slowly realizing what life it is.But in high school Im not totally explore and enjoy being high school student because having 2years pandemic. The pandemic days it feels like journey to me when the pandemic started that’s when I started to make friends with my neighbors again because when I was in high school I focused more on studying and I was always inside the house. I'm not young enough to play outside anymore. As the set on high school, graduation day symbolized the closing chapter of adolescence and the opening of doors to adulthood.

Adulthood era the beginning of a new chapter. My adulthood journey was a chapter of self-discovery.Discover new things , new hobbies , new friends , new life and having a matured mindset.Academic challenges, explored activities, and developed a clearer vision of my future. The once carefree child now juggled responsibilities, friendships, and dreams of the world beyond. Late-night study sessions newfound friendships and defined my experience and passion for knowledge and personal growth. Entering adulthood was like stepping onto an uncharted path of my life. Trying what adulthood do I try drinking alcohol, I spend money online , spending time with friends and also spending time alone. brought new knowledge, relationships, and a sense of purpose. early morning or afternoon classes became the rhythm of my days. Each day became a challenge to solve, a chance to prove competence and learn from experiences. The journey towards adulthood unveiled a deeper understanding of me what life really is.This is the time when I already have serious problems and overthinking some stuffs. I experienced the joys and heartaches of romantic relationships. Each encounter I understand of human connections. The once innocent me is now trying some adulthood stuffs. The memories of childhood laughter and continued to resonate. Reflecting on the journey from innocence to experience and realization that life is an ever-evolving story, and each chapter have a good memories of who I am today. I realize that life is better when spending time alone listen to my favorite music going to my favorite places watching my favorite movie and discovering new things with my self. I realize that adulthood is not totally happy compare to childhood days , friends is temporary because we have different life only yourself knows about your daily life. Thinking about my past life memories is like a lot of stories. Some of them make me happy, while others help me learn and grow all experiences and mistakes I have done right now it gives me a lot of lessons. Im hoping that my future life is going to be better and hoping I will get the life i wanted to be.

[puretrash2424]

Okay, time ta get down to buisness with an oc explanation post!!

247 - 248 = 001

247 and 248 are clones that were made in a huge facility to grow up and be like super soldiers (not related to Marvel). They lived at the lab and trained there until 248 killed a scientist and escaped with 247. Together they made money by becoming assassins since they were already good at fighting. They didn't know they were clones until they see an old wartime ad on TV with someone who looks exactly like them (001). They find out that 001 is in prison for trying to desert. They sneak in and break her out to try and get to the bottom of who is in charge of this whole cloning operation.

247

247 was created 11 years before 248 and was one of the strongest subjects in the lab. Because of this, the staff made a clone of him (248) using his eye (clone-ception!!!). After 248 was cloned, 247 became a mentor for her to basically be his replacement. 247 was deemed as defective when he asked the scientist he thought he was closest to to find a way to get 248 out of the lab. This led to the scientists planning to 'terminate' him. On the night the scientists attempted to kill him, he accepted their decision and let them take him until 248 killed the scientist and ran away with 247. Even though 247 cares for 248 and is glad that he gets to grow into adulthood with her, he still resents her (a bit) for saving him. 247 is the second oldest of the trio at 33.

248

248 is the youngest of the trio at 22. Directly after being created, 248 saw 247 as an older brother and sought to become the strongest so she could protect him. She didn't know that once she became almost as strong as 247 the scientists would try and use her as his replacement. On the night she woke up alone in their room, she snuck out just in time to catch a scientist trying to kill 247. So, in defense of him, 248 kills the scientist before they can harm 247. Another staff member walked in and sees 247 and 248 in the aftermath and pulls the alarm. 247, in a panic, picked 247 up and flees the facility (like the roblox game lol). 248 doesn't regret saving 247 from the lab.

Im currently making the story for 001 but this is all ive got so far I haven't written anything like this since 2nd grade so ya gotta deal with me like this..

Other stuff about them

247 is skilled at playing the banjo. He stole it from their target's house on their first job as assassins. 248 hates the banjo.

248 always wears a different outfit or hair style, you'll never catch her in the same clothes more than 2 times. She hates things that don't have 'enough color', it reminds her of the lab.

247 on the other hand, barely changes the 3 same outfits and their all dark colors. He doesn't know about 247's thoughts of the lab.

247 is 4'11 and 248 is 6'10. 247 is a bit jealous of 248 for being taller than him even though she's younger. 248 uses it to taunt him.

When 247 and 248 escaped the lab, 247 was 21 and 248 was 10.

[smallfishingtown]

searching for a forever island is hard i feel like i restart no matter what even when looking for super specific features but i guess here’s my 568th attempt at trying. it’s resident services, no matter what i just can’t figure out how to decorate around it. i never know what to put in front of it when it’s too far from the airport but anytime i get a map where it’s a lot closer it’s always annoyingly off centered. my list of demands is way too long to be reasonable and i know i should be more flexible or i’ll spend more time resetting than actually playing the game but i’m just looking for the map that as soon as i land on it i can be like “this is the one”. here’s hoping this list manifests the perfect map into my game.

what i’m looking for in, order of importance:

-east river map. i’m not even going to bother to look at any double south or west river ones. i don’t think i could make the tiny strips of land work on the maps with two south rivers and the island i had the longest had a west river map so i’d like something different from anything that map had. i also want a functional river too so i don’t just want to terroform it out and the layout im thinking of works best with an east river

-long pier and big beaches. since my island is fishing/ocean town themed. i wont mind rocks but i’d like to avoid the small ones. any island i’ve had with narrow beaches or beaches with too many small rocks in the way have always bothered me immensely when im running around and it’s probably reason #2 for half my resets. the worst i’ve had were beaches that weren’t even big enough for me to fit the buildings on. so i definitely want big spacious beaches (which will be hard to gauge from the initial map but i’ll reset day 2 if the beaches suck)

- blue or yellow airport. these are the only colors i think will work with the entrance i have in mind and the overall theme. i really wish the green wasn’t so neon because a nice muted green would have been my favorite

-secret beach on the MOST outer edge of the map (square 2). i’ll settle if it’s the one that’s in between the most outter edge and the middle (so basically in square 3 of the map) but i really don’t want one that’s right in the middle.

-airport located in square 5/6 so i can get a bigger beach on the left side of it. this is especially important if i decide on a map with the resident services more far away so i can make an entrance with stairs like i’ve seen other islands do.

-resident services….a decent location. i’m not even sure what i’m looking for since i’ve tried far away and close, in the middle and more off to the side, and i’m not happy with any of them. it’s location is always what makes me want to restart the most….so you’d think it would be my number one priority to find the perfect one to stop the cause for half my resets but when i have no idea what i want, i feel like i should be more flexible with this and if everything else about the map is perfect, i can work around it’s location wherever it ends up. at the very least i’d like it closer to the right than the middle and if it’s in site of the airport than i’d like it close enough to make a road without any weird gaps or it’s off centeredness bothering me, or far enough i can make a grander entrance with stairs like typical city core islands have.

-the biggest peninsula and i’d like it lower on the map on any side. i don’t really care about the peninsula and it’ll most likely be one of the last places i decorate so i won’t be too picky. i’d just rather it not be near the top because i hate the awkward small space it leaves between it and the upper beach rocks. i think the big one would be nice too since it fits a building and i’ve never had it before but as long as it’s not at the top i dont really care

-non pear fruit lol i wont reset just for the fruit because i think it’s easy to replace the fruits and forget about it. but i still have a tiny preference for it to be any fruit but pears. i used to think it was completely ridiculous when people reset just for the fruit and i still kind of do but i think i get it more now. in the early stages of the game you have to give your lazy villager furniture with your native fruit, wilbur references your native fruit when you go on villager hunts, villagers will walk around with juice of your native fruit, and it does get tiring seeing a fruit you think is ugly as your only fruit tree at the beginning of the game. 

-i definitely won’t reset for this and it’s not a priority at all but it would be nice to have the sailor outfit be the outfit i start off with when i finally find the map because it’s my favorite. i don’t care what outfit i start off in but if i manage to find The Island with it it’ll be extra special

well here’s hoping i find something and can finally play like normal without ANY feeling of wanting to restart! i’m honestly starting to warm up to this map since the resident services is so off to the side i feel like i wouldn’t have to worry about decorating the left side i can just stick a straight road and be done but again i’m trying not to be too picky about a specific map because anytime i am, it’s never the perfect map i wanted it to be anyway

[sleepycoric]

ok.............wig

[prettyboykatsuki]

♡  bakugou headcanons that feel like a warm hug ♡

➳wc ;; 1.2k (oh my god. what is wrong w me.) 

➳ a/n ;; or my bakugou brain-rot that never goes away. thanks for being my comfort character, you fucking gremlin. forgive the silly title. 

♡ always makes little adjustments to the environment for you. he’s observant to a fault so if there’s something even a little off and it happens to bother you, he’s trying to work around it. 

♡ good at playing guitar but not good at reading music. he can throw something together if you give him a chance but he’s not good at trying to recreate someone elses memory. he’s not like.. musically gifted either but he likes how guitar sounds 

♡ thinks about getting a lot of piercings in his ear because he thinks they’d look cool but is kind of too nervous? the idea of a needle going through his skin is a ick. when you start dating, he drags you to his appointments lol - won’t admit it but he thinks he looks so hot when he gets them. takes a bunch of selfies <3 

♡ needs to be moving constantly. can’t sit completely still to save his life. when he listens to music, he moves his head. sometimes he just runs his thumb over his fingers. 

♡ really, really bad at talking. not in the sense he can’t communicate (that too) but he just likes listening in conversation. rarely adds his own thing. but when he does - always accidentally says something super meaningful 

♡ enjoys subtle physical touch because it is literally intimate he melts inside. a hand on his forearm or shoulder. your legs over his lap. small things that show how comfortable you are. 

♡ likes being held cause he’s a big ass baby lmfao 

♡ wont admit it but enjoy when you choose pretty or colorful bandages for his cuts he won’t himself but it’s like keeping you in his pocket wherever he goes.  

♡ really needs you to find him attractive dslksjk it’s not that he ever thinks he’s particularly ugly. but he didn’t really assign importance to his appearance at any point in his life, yet now he puts in a scary amount of effort. readjusts his hair so much more, makes sure his clothes fit good. fixes his fuckin’ face lol 

♡ likes chewing gum a lot and always has a pack on him. really proud of how big he can blow bubbles and will be a little sad if you’re unimpressed. 

♡ is overly sentimental about things you’ve made him - especially if it’s something super dumb. you drew him a silly little sketch of him in a frog hat? it’s in his wallet behind his id. freaks out when he thinks he’s lost his wallet 

♡ LOVES phone calls. yes he still hates talking. but the way his face looks when he listens to your voice. eyes half-lidded, shamelessly smiling - it’s so tender and so lovesick. 

♡ terrible first grader hand-writing. he tries to write them for you in the beginning of your relationship (to be romantic or some shit) but they’re so incomprehensible pls. if he focuses on it - it can be legible but most of the time ... yea no. 

♡ doesn’t favor tea or coffee but prefers tea if he has to drink one. 

♡ crazy good at eyeballing measurement. even in baking. once made a perfectly good bread without weighing anything and doesn’t get why that’s so wild. 

♡ has the phone on his text set to be bigger even though his eyes are fine. 

♡ lets you do the layout thing on his iphone and decorate as you please. says he doesn’t care but when he sees you made it hero themed/fit with his aesthetic - he got so red it was so cute. 

♡ hates shopping in store. will still always go with you because the one time you went alone a store clerk hit on you.  

♡ so practical. he started couponing when he was in his early twenties like an old man. checks the news and weather the night before, every night. never misses doctors appointments. 

♡ shit at any form of visual art. drawing, painting etc - cannot do it to save his life. but he tries. his hands shake when he tries to draw hearts for you 

♡ blows the eyelashes off your cheek super gently whenever he notices. he’ll like.. take your face in his hands and blow so softly like he’s gonna hurt you. 

♡ used to agree to make pinky promises with you as a joke. now though? automatically holds his pink out for you to take it. straight up pouts if you don’t. 

♡ you two have a song and when it comes on, he’ll sing it back to you. any other time? any other song? he wont. but he always sings your song even without realizing, just mouths it. 

♡ enjoys when you put your hands under his shirt and just leave them there and hug him like that. skin to skin contact is elite but only from you. 

♡ hamsters adore this man. they just do. 

♡ draws frowny faces on your eggs with hot-sauce 

♡ soul leaves his body when you play with his hair and scratch his scalp. the tension in his neck literally disappears and he just sighs that shit relaxes him like crazy 

♡ the first time he says i love you, you’re tying his tie for his first hero event. you’re telling him to that the color looks good on him and you’re smiling. it honestly it just slips. he went on to win an award that night. 

♡ his favorite memory of the two of you was when you were trying to leave the grocery store one afternoon. it was raining heavy as shit. you pulled him in under your clear umbrella and just stood there. he doesn’t know why but that means a lot to him. 

♡ cares a lot about his dads approval on his work specifically. him and his dad have a really specifc bond and he actually admires him quite a bit. 

♡ nothing makes him cry like “im proud of you”. especially when it’s for something small. it’s just something he didn’t hear enough in a sincere way. 

♡ likes fruit flavored sweets over chocolate (generally needs something to do w his mouth cause it helps him think. bad oral fixation) so he keeps little candies on him 

♡ shit at video games. terrible at them with the exception of mario kart? for some reason. 

♡ always loses his keys 

♡ stutters every!single!time! he tries to compliment you. it’s been YEARS. 

♡ takes a melatonin gummy before bed and always drinks a glass of water 

♡ buys you flowers and keeps them too. like does the upkeep on it and replaces them if the wilt. suggests pressing them to keep them for longer. 

♡ lowkey cries really easily. he just gets overwhelmed w his feelings some times and it makes him cry even if he doesn’t want too. you and the bakusquad are sworn to secrecy over it though 

♡ wears his ring around his neck on a chain bc it’s easier to show off. 

♡ naturally good at doing hair! 

♡ likes sneakers but wears dr. scholl's because he walks a lot and is on his feet for most of the day w his job. just being careful. 

♡ loves u a lot <3 

[showf4lls]

For your Matchup event! Also congrats on hitting 200!

Id also like a Romantic matchup thanks!

Well im Icarus/Emery, I'm 18 and i use They/them pronounce. Im Non-binary and Bi

For my personality, i tend to be quiet and reserved at the beginning because i have a hard time building up trust with people but once im comfortable around someone i tend to be chaotic loud and just crazy, I'm incredibly loyal to the people i love and i hate if people lie to me. I'm also absolutely terrified of being replaced by someone who is better then me.

If someone wants to calm me down just put some drawing supplies Infront of me or turn on music, i basically listen to Music 24/7 and i have way to many favorite artists to actually write them down. My Love language is Touch and gift giving and i love to make my friends happy with little gifts etc.

For my appearance, I'm about 5'7 and i have short turquoise hair. Which i shaved off to feel more comfortable, i have green eyes which tend to change their color slightly based on my emotions (example: when im really angry they turn dark Green) my face is full of freckles and i have metal frame glasses which are a metallic pink and round on the bottom but flat on the Top.

My clothing style switches often between Goth and Alt but i also sometimes wear Academia and Pastel Goth. I have a septum ring and i love necklaces, chokers, rings and the Like. I have a relatively curvy body in a sort of Hourglass shape (just with a lot more pudge)

My three favorite songs would definitely have to be

She looks so perfect -5SOS

Black and White -Niall Horan

Parents -Yungblud

Some fun facts about me are that i want to become an artist, i read way to much for my own good, i used to Dance for fun, i love cooking and baking and i have an Obsession with Plushies. I am a huge Mythology nerd and know a lot of myths by heart, i cosplay for fun and i love meeting new people on the internet even though anxiety and the likes makes that hard for me. I also absolutely adore any animals (other then Bugs or spiders) and i used to volunteer at an animal shelter.

I hope that's enough info?

― vibe check! i match you with... sapnap !

cw + info! fluff, headcanons / no CWs

includes! cc!sapnap

note! thank you for the congratulations, it means a lot!! sorry that this is kind of long, i had a lot of ideas lmao. also, for anyone interested, feel free to check out the event here!

– you guys are both shy, so i feel like you would gravitate towards one another. plus, he's the type of guy to be confident when he wants to be, especially with people he feels he can relate to. even still, he takes his time warming up to you

– he definitely warms up to you faster than you warm up to him, but that’s fine! he doesn’t mind taking on a little bit of weight while you take your time getting comfy!

– you’re fiercely loyal to one another, almost concerningly so. constantly defending one another unless the other person is truly in the wrong (then you take a second to stop and talk about it lol). you never lie to one another unless it’s for a surprise

– has an unparalleled appreciate for your aesthetic; he just thinks the way you dress is so cool. i’d like to think that he feels like he has Scary Partner Privileges (like on tiktok iykyk). if anyone comments on your fashion sense in a negative way, he gets pissed. he always responds in those instances - he can’t just let someone insult you! he has to defend your honor, obviously

– for the record, he would definitely ask you to make him over at some point, just to see what he would look like if he were to dress like you. he just - he really admires your fashion sense

– loves listening to you talk about your interests or being involved with them in any way

– you’re drawing or doing other art stuff? he’s looking over your shoulder, watching in complete awe as you just do your thing

– you’re reading a new book/fic? read to him. tell him about it. give him commentary on it. at least let him sit with you while you read - let him cuddle you, as a little treat. let him wrap himself around you while you read, or at least rest his head on your tummy while you’re laying across the couch and reading!

– you start dancing out of nowhere? he’s right there with you, though he might hesitate a little [be nice, he’s shy /lh].

– you’re cooking? you’re trying a new recipe?? he wants to help! if he feels like he’s in the way, he’ll just sit to the side and bring you ingredients when you need them, set timers for you, wash the dishes. at least let him sit in the kitchen and watch while you work, maybe even let him lick the spoon if you’re feeling generous /lh

– you wanna talk about mythology? he’s all ears. stops whatever he’s doing to sit down and listen to you infodump to him, and always makes sure to ask questions. nods and hums and makes little noises to make sure you know he’s listening

– you’re planning on cosplaying? using him as a rubber duck; bounce ideas off of him! get his opinion on your makeup [he’ll always think you look amazing, even if you just went outside and rubbed some dirt on your face]! need help getting into costume? no problem, he’s there as soon as you call his name and carefully helping you get dressed!

– if you’re feeling down he Will Not Hesitate to bring patches to you

– if you ever feel like volunteering at an animal shelter again, he’ll be signing the both of you up as soon as the suggestion leaves your mouth

– begs to help you dye your hair. he’s always wanted to dye someone’s hair because he thinks the whole process is really cool, and it would just be another way he gets to be close to you and spend time with you

– if you’re not wearing your glasses, he’ll definitely steal them and try to wear them. jokes about how blind you are (even if your prescription isn’t that intense)

[getofy]

as you are loved by another

genre: angst; tsukishima x gn!reader | wc: 1.2k

—a/n: hello! this is long overdue but tysm for 100 followers aaa. it means a lot that people enjoy my stupid headcanons/word-vomits. as a gift i offer you: this angsty kei fic that i wrote in the wee hours of the morning. is it good? questionable. am i happy with it? not necessarily. however, posting this seemed better than scrapping so here we are </3. enjoy!

cw: brief mentions of death/funerals; self pity/deprecation; no spoilers; one-sided pining; hurt/no comfort

—synopsis: in which tsukishima’s not sure who he hates more: your new boyfriend or himself.

edit: i made it so when tsukki refers to ur boyfriend, it’s in italics. im so sorry i forgot to do that before.

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—Tsukishima had never considered himself to be a hateful person, and yet, here he was: laying in bed on a Friday night, thinking about you with him, and allowing levels of unprecedented envy to bubble up in his chest.

This was not how he had expected his night to turn out.

One moment, he had been doing homework at his desk, and the next, his mind was wandering to today at lunch when you giggled after receiving a text message from your insufferable boyfriend. The memory lasted for only a short moment, but it was all it took to make his head spiral. He had tried to control it, but once his brain got going, it was hard to get it to stop; eventually, he had to retire from being productive to rotting on his mattress.

Generally, Tsukishima was good at keeping sentiments such as these at bay. But it’s been getting harder to do that now, especially since you and him have been so affectionate together recently.

The cruelty of it all leaves him feeling burned by the fire of his jealousy, and a natural disaster of his own making plays out in the depths of his heart as he studies the intricacies of his bare, white ceiling. A song by some band he couldn’t bother to remember the name of emits itself loudly from his phone speakers while the middle blocker desperately tries to stop his train of toxic thinking. He rolls from his back to his side and lowers the annoying music’s volume; not even the most incredible lyrical masterpiece could pull him from the devastation the conflagration of his emotions had been causing him as of late.

And, besides, the sound was giving him a headache. He preferred to brood in silence.

The intensity of his feelings irritates him. Despite his outwardly antagonistic exterior, Tsukishima had always believed his tendency for total apathy would take precedent over any other negative emotion—including jealously.

Tonight, however, was proving this preconceived notion of his character completely wrong.

This wasn’t the first time he’d wasted his night thinking about you and him. Ever since the day you had giddily announced your new relationship, Tsukishima had been allowing himself to become more acquainted with the green-eyed monster, and this evening, he relishes in its company more than usual.

Pity parties like this—which was shaping up to be the worst one to date—had been happening to him more frequently. Feelings of contempt had become his newfound obsession in the sense that they consumed his very being. Hating him was easier than hating himself, and he enjoyed it. The only downside towards living so sullenly was that it made him realize that, more often than not, guilt was a close companion of unwarranted negativity.

Tsukishima knew better than anyone else how outrageous his feelings were. And feeling this way did trouble him, but then again, how could he not be envious?

Seeing the way his hand wrapped around your waist. Recalling the way his fingers traced little shapes into your hands. Remembering the way his eyes followed you as you walked out of the room—as if Kei’s hadn’t been the ones that did that first. It was all just too much for him to bear. Knowing that he made you happy in a way that he could not.

The overwhelming knowledge of his inadequacy makes the middle blocker want to double over in anguish, but he won’t, not yet. He is much too proud to allow himself to display such sorrow, so he’ll settle for feeling hatred tonight instead.

Of course, he knows that he’s in no position to be feeling this way. You were never his, and he had never shown interest in changing that. It was only a matter of time before someone swept you off your feet and gave you the affection he had neglected to provide you with. This whole situation was very obviously his fault. If he had been brave enough to confess before he had, maybe he’d be the one you loved instead. Or maybe not. Your new boyfriend was absolutely perfect for you, and Kei was anything but.

This was so tirelessly aggravating. Why did you have to be stupid and date somebody he could never compete with?

White-hot resentment flows through his veins, and he’s not sure if it’s directed at you, himself, or the man you love. Regardless, one more second of this suffocation, and he thinks it’s likely he’ll die by the morning time. The thought of it makes him laugh, and it temporarily lifts the burden on his heart.

Maybe his funeral would be green-themed. That wouldn’t be so bad—he quite likes the color. Or maybe his tombstone would say something like: ‘Tsukishima Kei: A son, a friend, and someone left gasping for air after being smothered to death by the tight grip of unjustifiable envy.’

Wouldn’t that be something?

Tsukishimas mind betrays the light-heartedness of the moment ruined when, bitterly, it wonders how much you’d care if his death—albeit a metaphorical one—actually did happen.

You probably wouldn’t be too concerned, especially now that you’ve got...someone who isn’t himself who would happily help to console you as you grieve. You were always gushing about how your new boyfriend was such a good listener. One kiss from that guy would probably make any pain you felt about his own fictional death go away in an instant.

Not that he would blame you. Tsukishima thought himself to be pretty forgettable. And he was anything but.

Why reminisce on the underwhelming memory of his own life when you had someone who shone so much brighter than he ever could to focus on instead?

He hates this—the way he let it get this bad. What was wrong with him? He was acting like an entitled child watching other kids play with a toy he wanted to play with. And he hated himself for it. You were a person, not a possession. And even if you were, you were still not his to have.

No, you belonged to someone infinitely better.

Someone who made you smile bigger than he ever could. Someone who made you laugh harder than he ever would. Someone who he despised—second only to himself—more than anyone else in the world.

As he rests in the still of his room, evaluating how intelligent he could possibly be after doing something as stupid as falling for one of his best friends, Tsukishima Kei decides that while he may hate your lover, he hates himself more.

A strange melancholy replaces his previous feelings of jealousy, and his typical level of self-loathing cranks it’s way up to 100. There’s a growing ache in place of where his heart should be, and Kei shakily brings his hand to clench at it. When the pain does not subside, he deduces that his current level of grief was inconsolable. Wearily, the middle blocker shuts his eyes close and allows himself to escape to the bliss of sleep.

Maybe, he’d be able to outrun the misery of loving you as you are loved by someone else in the world of dreams.

He hopes he can.

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a/n: again, i apologize for not being super active (mental illness goes hard), but i’ve been feeling better so hopefully that changes! likes + reblogs are always appreciated and feel free to give me constructive criticism (i know i need it lol). i hope you enjoyed.

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[kalofi]

Bro just the way u like. Draw the cast it makes me so happy its unreal....can u pls spill sum hcs u got for the crew?

AH THANK YOU !!!!! um im rly bad at coming up with hcs they usually just happen when i draw but i’ll try to sum up the silly little thoughts i have about the cast !! about two for each :)

gordon

kinda canon, but he just says stuff. like most of the time without thinking. so sometimes he comes off as insensitive but he just does NOT have a brain to mouth filter. this has gotten him in a lot of trouble but also can b rly fucking funny. some old jerk scientists will be like oh dr freeman didnt you wear that exact shirt yesterday(smug) and gordon without looking up from the photocopier and only half paying attention will b like well u wear that same face everyday and i don’t hear anyone else complaining. and then the other scientist will try to hold in their tears as they walk away. gordon does not give this a second thought ❤️

extremely smart but also just so dumb. u know what i mean. also he loves fishing but hates hiking. he also doesn’t know the first about how cars work and has no idea how to differentiate between brands or models. gordon “help girl i don’t know what breeds of cars there are” freeman.

benry

me n cecil (@/mint-bees) were talking about this once but benry usually just dresses comfortably cause it’s easy but if they want to dress up they WILL. extremely good fashion sense which surprises everyone cause like. benry can dress?? the same benry who wears tuxedo shirts unironically?? THAT benry??? but they just wear shittyass clothes cause they find em funny and also they just like em

benry is so bad with animals. like they try to be friendly but most creatures are scared of them lol. sunkist is the only dog who would even get near benry and that took a couple months of interaction to achieve. don’t be mistaken tho sunkist wasn’t afraid of benry she just didn’t like them lol

tommy

TOMMY MY FRIEND TOMMY. pls excuse me projecting onto him but tommy loves jewelry. collecting it, wearing it, etc. he’s just super into it and he especially likes metal-type jewelry cause of the clinking sound they make when they hit each other. his favorite designs of jewelry are fun litle things like fruit or candy or just miscellaneous objects. he finds them super cute!! also, the brighter the color the more drawn to it he will b. tommy is like a crow in which he sees a neon or shiny color and his eyes zero in on it and he needs it now now NOW!!!!!!

this is based off that one comic i made but tommy can just. consume stuff without actually...eating it?? like if he wants to eat a breadroll he can just hold it in his hand and like. absorb its energy. from an outsiders perspective it just looks like that object is slowly phasing out of existence. in retrospect it’s kind of a useless ability and tommy likes the stimulation of chewing so he doesn’t use it that much except as a fun party trick ❤️

also tommy was adopted by gman but he still has powers cause gman just passed them onto him. think all might passing his quirk onto midoriya but without the hair eating. tommy spent time in his childhood after being adopted trying to hone his skills but he’s still a little unsteady to this day. in that way he’s kinda more dangerous than gman sometimes cause he can’t completely control his powers

bubby

i think this is kind of agreed on within the fandom but bubby loves cooking. black mesa food was ASS. utter ASS. so once he gets out he goes all out with experimenting on what he does and doesn’t like. they’re pretty bad at cooking at first but they’re pretty stubborn so eventually they get it!!

i feel like it’s funny if bubby was one of those ‘oh in my day-‘ old ppl but like also he likes to b pretty up-to-date with whatevers currently popular. hence the ‘NUT UP OR SHUT UP!’ and ‘i believe the kids say you pogged it!’ gordon hears bubby use the word lit once and has to sit down for a moment to process.

also unrelated but bubby only likes two video games and they are tetris and pac-man. this is simply bc years ago i asked my mom what video games she liked and she was like ‘i hate video games the only one i like is pac-man’ and i thought it was the funniest shit. me n my siblings still make fun of her for that

coomer

DR COOOMEEERRR !!! we all know dr coomer is extremely impulsive if he wants smth he WILL get it by any means necessary. he is very bad at thinking of long term consequences, he just sees the product of the now and if he likes it he will go for it. the reason he allowed himself to b cloned by black mesa even tho it was extremely new and unsafe technology was bc he was like wow! that is just so cool! and didn’t give it any thought beyond that. i feel like the reason dr coomer has so many body modifications(power lungs, extendo arms, etc) is bc of the long term affects on the body of the cloning process. like yeah in the long run it may have caused for him to need to get a replacement heart but also: clones 😼

this has been said b4 but dr coomer is p bad at comforting ppl. like don’t get me wrong he tries but most of the time when trying to comfort someone he’ll just go off on tangents. in that sense he’s bad at it cause he usually doesn’t know what to say but also surprisingly it helps bc most of the time he says the most absurd thing that just cause ppl to. snap out of it. at least for awhile.

[bondedtrauma]

𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ?

NAME: elli! STAR SIGN: cancer, if it wasn’t obvious enough lol HEIGHT: 5′3 but if you ask leo its 5′2 PUT YOUR SPOTIFY ON SHUFFLE. WHAT ARE THE FIRST 6 SONGS THAT POPPED UP ?  when it falls ( rwby 7 op ), let me make you proud (reprise) from tangled the series, rose colored boy by paramore, time to dance by panic, nothing left to say / rocks by imagine dragons (alpha tier song btw), if i’m being honest by dodie, skinny love by birdie.  EVER HAD A POEM OR SONG WRITTEN ABOUT YOU ?  yes! WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU PLAYED AIR GUITAR ?  i couldnt even tell you WHO IS YOUR CELEBRITY CRUSH ?  honestly idk!! im more of a fictional character crush person LOL WHAT’S A SOUND YOU HATE; SOUND YOU LOVE ?  a sound i hate is any drill noise bc i have sensory problems, and a sound i love would be leo’s voice.  DO YOU BELIEVE IN GHOSTS ? yes! i’m a huge scaredy cat  HOW ABOUT ALIENS ? i believe even more than ghosts lol DO YOU DRIVE ? yes! IF SO, HAVE YOU EVER CRASHED ? yes, but nothing bad lol. i hit a cone and knocked the mirror out of the sideview :( still waiting for the replacement piece to come in LOL WHAT WAS THE LAST BOOK YOU READ ? manga would be kimi ni koisuru satsujinki, an actual book would be the lightning thief c: DO YOU LIKE THE SMELL OF GASOLINE ?  oh my god yes. literally euphoric WHAT WAS THE LAST MOVIE YOU SAW ? turning red! WHAT’S THE WORST INJURY YOU’VE EVER HAD ? breaking my nose i think lol. after an event in high school my rib likes to pop in and out of place so i would put that up there too. DO YOU HAVE ANY OBSESSIONS RIGHT NOW ?  omg always. my brain is constantly switching between hyperfixations! i’m really into attack on titan again......  DO YOU TEND TO HOLD GRUDGES AGAINST PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE YOU WRONG ? i try not to! i’m one of those people that try to forgive others no matter what lol IN A RELATIONSHIP ? five years with @yallcoping​ c: our wedding will be our 6th anniversary next year!

stolen from     ⸻     @crimedealt​    tagging     ⸻     @yallcoping​ but also u, reading this.