#i mean she kinda does it for everybody but does she also text them all day when she's on vacation? and when she's not?

[i-appear-misssing]

God fuck i know it's not good for me but I'm so in love with her fuuuuUIUUUUUUUC

[piggycyberwarrior]

How the Arcane Characters would react to a smart!s/o

a/n: hey guys so yeah.. i am backkk. love you all and pls request or talk to me if you want <3 don't be shy!!

Contains: Viktor, Vi, Ekko, Silco, Jinx

Disclaimer: Okay so i know people can be smart without reading books- but reading online articles or there are different reasons BUT there is no "world wide web" in the Arcane Universe. That is why the reader's a massive bookworm-kinda-smart person (?)

warnings: itsy bitsy teenie tiny mention of mature themes (turn on; feral) but NO further description; mentions of kissing (?), goofy Jinx (like what did you expect T-T) not proof read

let me know if i missed any warnings!!

Viktor

LOVES IT

like really he would be so thrilled to have a smart partner

would constantely go to the library with you- buying old science books or books about stuff that you like to read.

^ he never lets you buy them tho <3

Asks you when there are some issues with his work.. like this is such an honour (my bby has some issues when it comes to asking for help)

Viktor would always and I mean ALWAYS compliment you

-"look at my smart darling"

He just feels understood and so comfortable with you as you are on the same wavelenght as him

Loves to hear you ramble to him about the most random things at night, during walks, breakfast, in the morning, just simply at anytime

peppers your whole face with kisses while you ramble to him in the morning- loves to make you laugh, giggle or chuckle

Also adores it to have deep conversations with you

He just loves you<3

Vi

it would turn her on so much to be honest

like its so attractive (fr guys)

she would listen to you all the time, rambling and or reading to her- even tho she doesn't understand shit sometimes

loves it when you put her in her place when she did something stupid

also loves that you are a walking wikipedia

"Cupcake, what do you mean the dot over the "i" has a name??"

- " yeah its called the tittle or superscript dot- not only the dot over the i but also the dot on top of the j"

"WhAt?"

would constantely brag about you to EVERYONE like its almost embarrassing stopp vi please

used to steal you books from Piltover (still does it to be honest)

sometimes asks you if that one random fact she heard was true

loves to kiss you after you answered her question- as a price for being this smart <3

Ekko

lmao i don't know why but Ekko is such a sucker for intelligent/smart people

like dis man would be on his KNEES for you.

he would be always crafting stuff with you, always making sure you've got a new book in your hand, always kissing the ground you walk on

he wastes no time getting you anything that you need for your studies, crafts or freetime.

Has no shame- will show you off to EVERYBODY ON THIS GOD DAMN PLANET (like Vi)- especially to his teammates tho

loves loves LOVES to spend time with you and teach him the things you know or learned

"So the Midas effect is about people becoming more generous after a simple touch?" "Exactely, but the effect isn't scientifically proven- its just an assumption." "I see.."

also loves your fascination for knowledge

I'm sorry but he would go absolutely feral when he sees you teaching stuff to the small kids in the HQ.

it would make him so happy ngl

He would kiss you after that everytime- praising you that you're so smart

Silco

he would think it's so hot

Lets you read or craft in his office so he can watch you

^ it calms him

i don't think he would brag about you but he would be so proud of you neverthless

tells you that too

isn't stupid himself so he sometimes reads the books you enjoyed reading- he does that because he wants to know what you're talking about- never admits that tho

"What are you reading, handsome?- "Oh.. History of the World- it's quite interesting" you looked at him dumbfounded but quickly smiled "It really is interesting- the text structur is just beautiful!" you happily cheered

he loves it when you ramble to him at night- him laying on your chest and softly carding your fingers through his hair i love this man

just stares at you with that unreadable hot gaze of his when you start mumbling to yourself about some equations.

doesnt look all that dazed but on the inside he is GONE!!

he is so in love

grabs your chin and turns it to his face- pressing your lips onto his. Loves how you squeal- suprised that he interrupted your train of thought

Jinx

she adores it SO MUCH

constantely wants you to talk to her like she sits there- criscrossed, head resting in her palms- listening as if she has nothing else to do.

always wants you to tell her anything that you learned

^ she deadass throws a tantrum if you don't

only really listens to you- thinks you are always right

just like her sister- you have to keep her from doing stupid stuff

^ you cannot tell me she wouldn't do anything stupid lmao

decorates your book covers and doesnt know why you're so stressed everytime she does it (like thats a no-no , darling pls)

like thats so weird and all but she loves to read Picture books while you read Aristotle- just to feel the vibe

"How is your book?" you asked her with a raised eybrow while flipping to the next page- hearing her hum as she was reading that picture book. "Oh it's great, pudding- the ducks finally found their home!!"- "Really, that's good to hear" you chuckled softly

gives you suprise kiss-attacks when you're absorbed in your work

brags to sevika how smart her s/o is but gets jealous when others tell you that you're smart like gurl?

please do reblog, sweetheart <3

[stillaclownlol]

Hiding in the bathroom from a man rn lmao

Aidlyn headcanons because...please? Please? They make me sick /positive

These aren't all fluffy or whatever because they traumatized af and relationships like that are...difficult... but not impossible.

-he's 8-ish months older than her and like, 20ish cms taller (sorry I don't know how American feet work lol 😭)

-He hyperfixated on the relationship lmao.

-Clingy...they BOTH are. In different ways I mean but. They are both clingy. They're scared the other is gonna die when they aren't around lol 🙃 Aiden is ofc very touchy and grabby, he just has to FEEL that she's with him. Also type of guy to call at 2am "hey bby u good?". Ash gets antsy if she hasn't seen or heard from him in a while (a while means like 2 hours) especially since he like spam texts her every 5 seconds. But he also hyperfixates or disassociates for a while and will forget 🤡 like she will yell at him about why he didn't call her for 17 hours and he'll just be like "um sorry. I was. Staring at a wall."

-he has a lot of weird/cringy ass pet names for her that makes her want to slap him; probably calls her Bae or whatever. Ash nicknames for Aiden: Idiot, stupid, dumbass, public safety hazard...called him "dear" like once just to try it and hated it. "Mr. Durable" if she wants to annoy him.

-worlds worst pick up lines. Ash NEVER understands them.

-he loves surprises! Surprise him! He wants to surprise Ash too! She kinda hates this. They decided to "compromise": he will tell her beforehand that there is a "surprise" and gives her little clues/puzzles so she can figure out whatever it is. He has like 0 patience tho so he always helps her figure them out 🤡 Ash likes watching him get excited about the puzzles and doing them together more than the surprise half of the time.

-Him infodumping is like white noise so she can sleep lol.

-they try to do things the other likes since Ash thinks this is important for a "healthy relationship". Almost died when they went to an indoor rock climbing place 💀 but she got to see Aiden in a leotard when they did ballet together so it was a fair trade (blackmail)

-he is her hypeman at ballet recitals, will probably cheer when she comes on stage and has a sign and everything, the rest of the gang (and Ash) is just like "...we don't know this guy"

-she wishes he took care of himself more. Sends him stuff like "did you drink any water today", "Ben told me you're gonna skateboard down the hill please dont", or "IF YOU SET YOUR BOOKS ON FIRE IM GONNA CALL THE POLICE" <3

-sometimes if she's sad she just kinda. Falls on his back. Like a koala or smth. She has that "I literally cannot do anything" sort of depression (which to be fair Aiden also has sometimes). Aiden carries her around.

-when nobody's looking she kisses his cheek, cuz she knows his face is usually sore from smiling so much.

-pretty low key on her part, but Aiden is so obvious everybody knows 💀 She doesn't like PDA (more so the fact that people stare) but Aiden will usually put his arm around her shoulders or waist/give her a smooch (not on the mouth) <3 it's honestly not that different from how he was when they were just friends ngl 🤡

-he says "I love you" easily, because it genuinely is the easiest thing in the world for him. He has 0 doubts about how he feels for her. Ash doesn't say it a lot cuz she feels weird saying it, so she does her best to show it in other ways.

-he gets jealous easily *siiiiigh* It's cuz he's insecure!!! Help him! 😭 He doesn't get annoyed with her because like. Ash pays about as much attention to other guys (I mean besides Tyler, Ben and Logan) as she does to dust. But he will death glare at any guy they don't know that's staring at her 💀

-kinda codependent... *looks at the floor* they are working on it. Sometimes Aiden feels like he's only alive for her. (I- Look at episode 61- IVE BEEN IN HIS POSITION. AIDEN BABY THIS AINT HEALTHY)

-absolute dork. Draws "A.C. + A.B." in a little heart in his note margins because he's goofy like that.

-he fell first she fell harder NO I will not be taking any criticism for this.

Anyways it's raining outside so I'll just post this now

[quantifiableme]

I do think something interesting about Stolas and Blitz's relationship is that their coping mechanisms work perfectly together, but that means the relationship is doomed to fail the moment one of them wants to grow.

Like, Blitz has been in a lot of relationships before. And in truth he doesn't seem that guilty over any of them until Stolas, so what's happening there?

And a big reason for that is that Blitz always leaves when it starts becoming serious, so he's never been *that* invested before. And from what it sounds like with Verosika (she says I love you, he maxes out her credit card), if Blitz *does* start to get more serious, he does some crazy "damage control". He really reminds them that they shouldn't like him, because he doesn't like himself. But Blitz doesn't really do this with Stolas. Like he acts like a dick, but he doesn't completely end the relationship. In Full Moon, Blitz follows Stolas to try to continue the conversation. It isn't a great convo, but he still tries! And in Apology Tour, Blitz is sending him texts, breaking into the Garden, trying to start an argument. Like Blitz keeps seeking him out.

So what's going on? Because of their "Fake Pretend/Transactional" relationship, Blitz was always able to put some distance from the situation. It's not real! It's fine! It's just a sex thing! If Blitz did ever start getting feelings, he could also fall back on Stolas's station as a Prince to be like...Yeah, that's never gonna happen. And so Blitz is able to kind of be in a relationship without needing to address that he's in one, and its kinda perfect for him. He gets the intimacy he craves, never has to address his thoughts on the situation, and if he ever gets too cocky, he can remind himself that Stolas is only using him as a living dildo. Everybody wins!

On Stolas's side, he's just so fucking lonely. Like in rewatching the episodes, I feel like we don't address that Stolas's only actual relationships in the show are with Blitz, with his abusive ex-wife, and with his daughter. Like bros got three phone numbers, and those are the three. Even as a kid, he had a neglectful father and *no friends*. (And don't say Oz, Oz has completely neutral feelings on this guy.) Like Stolas had so few friends that literally he talks to Blitz ONCE and immediately gets the courage to divorce his terrible wife. Imagine is the guy had literally any other friends.

And so his relationship with Blitz, at first, is helpful. It also makes sense why Stolas falls *so hard*, because this is like his first time ever feeling this way. So yeah, he'll do whatever Blitz tells him to do and he's fine with it. He'll play ball. Stolas knows no other way of doing it.

So it works!

But this all comes to a point when Oz and Fizz point out how weird the relationship is. Like dang, you gave up your family for an Imp? Power of Lust bro.

But that's not true! Up until then, Stolas was very much under the perception that *this is what romantic love was like*. So this is also when Stolas starts trying to prove to Blitz that he really does like him; Let's watch a movie! We could just cuddle and talk! You don't have to come over unless you want to!

But these things are what break Blitz's illusion about what's happening. Stolas doesn't want Blitz to feel like he's being used, but it is really important to Blitz that he *is being used*. If Stolas genuinely likes him, then Blitz needs to address *why Stolas might like him* and that's no no territory.

[youremyheaven]

Dear non 🍑 eater anon.

No one asked. Your tone isn't giving the kindness and love a feminist should have (& do have) for women enjoying themselves when repression is the norm in many societies still. She'll handle her chakras and followers as she sees fit. You go have a wonderful aligned life. She and us will be fine. Thank you & Bye~

Also pookie what sorta crowd attracts when the label is used, wanna know your experience as someone on tumblr with a thriving blog (idk if you'd call your blog women and the feminine oriented, I would) and moots. You know now a days people use the word like they are spitting galiya, so I avoid the topic and also try not to bring up anything that seems feminist-aligned (which is most things around me it seems. Like: Oh, you think men are given leeway for eve-teasing because of the attitude ‘men just be like that’ and reflects a flaw in society? Yah okay feminazi manhating jobstealing alimonytaking whore who doesn't take responsibility!)

AJJAJSJS u tell em!!!!

Yeah I hate how "feminist" has basically become a cuss word in India 😭

On my old blog (it was a kpop tarot blog 😮‍💨😮‍💨) I got into several arguments simply bc I said I don't think it's right to ask if an idol's FS is a virgin when they meet 💀🙄 bc it was kinda sexist??? Like not all people in Asia are waiting for marriage and the odds of a kpop idol marrying a virgin who has never been touched is so 🙂🙂 and the anons popped off and said it's bc I'm a "feminist" that I respect a "ran through woman with a high body count" over someone who's "pure" 💀💀💀💀 and lots of other arguments too about random shit 😤😤 simply bc I had mentioned I was a feminist.

Funny thing is, back then I felt like all those anons were definitely Indian 😭😭😭😭from the way they text or reference things 😤😤 and the deep rooted misogyny that Indians, esp Indian women have is 🤮🤮🤮🤮

Everybody's a feminist so long as the woman's making choices that align with their values and principles. The minute a woman does what she wants to do (which is what feminism should be) she's suddenly not worthy of equality or respect 😞

If only we subjected men to the same standards that we subject women too 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

Like why do we only encourage and support women who are fighting battles and trying to climb the economic ladder or whatever 😔 where's the harm in a woman having fun 🥹 life is long, not every day is going to be about conventional feminist struggles, because life isn't a struggle??? it's okay to enjoy yourself and it's okay to not feel shame for it 🫶

I don't use the word feminist as much anymore simply because it has kinda lost all meaning to me rn. I went to a veryyy political college where absolutely everybody man and woman called themselves a feminist and yet treated other women horribly for making certain choices that didn't align with them or slut shaming them at the drop of a hat as a comeback rhetoric 🙄🙄🙄

Actions matter more than words. If you can be a respectful, tolerant, kind human being, that's more important that name dropping labels to fit into some woke liberal agenda ESP since identifying as one clearly makes absolutely no difference in how u actually treat women 🤐🤐🤐

[after-nine-at-the-oasis]

Aww this poor guy :((

I really don't think there is lol

Ahhh yup that school bus

OPE right that guy o.o

See 'cause it's not like a "well he's just started making attacks and killing people" but he already shot somebody lol

But yeah y'all have no clue where he is

Ohhh living there!! Ahhh okay :)

Aww poor O'Brien :((

But yeah you really do need to be a fire captain right now lol

As long as they can trust you

Oooh the talk!!

From promos I mean

OPE is that the way to start without o.o

All of themmm 😭😭🥰

Dang xD but yeah you did fail lol

The drama of thisss 👀👀

It feels like the end of an episode xD

A H CARLOS

Hi Carlos :DD!!

I figured he'd be in this episode :)) saw a promo picture and also just hoped but I was hoping again when they said APD lol

But yes there's a bunch of people out there right now <333

Y'all this speech 😭😭

Aww Owen :((

About wondering what could've happened if he knew that is

Okay I don't remember the specifics of this part bc I was more watching everyone than listening but xD

I can say that 😭😭 :'DD Nanteo <33!

And dang TK looks even more emotional than everyone else xdd idk if there's a specific reason, maybe just bc it's Owen but idk maybe there's not lol and that's just how he is

But yeah you guys have each other <33

You gotta be careful and do your best

AAH WHAT DID JUDD TEXT I DIDN'T SEE

I mean I'm assuming he texted idk I couldn't tell lol

Anyway xD

Hi Grace :)!!

UH OHHH

I bet that's a terrorism attack call 😬😬

Ooope yep probably

OOOPE YEP DEFINITELY O.O

That's a LOT of houses xdd 😳😬

:OO DD:

Okay so yeah y'all don't just stand there XDD

Yeah they're calling everyone in so GO xDD

Okay there we go lol

AAH Carlos :DD

Ahh yeah they were probably being watched

OPE bomb threat on the capital o.o so that's what it is

Uh ohhh 😬😬

Yeah they're probably luring them in but still xdd

Nahh Carlos knows all about wild goose chases lol

Going after them is kinda his thing xD

Oooh he's staying with him :D

Chillin :)) an interesting pair! I mean they're both cops but yk

Uh ohhh there it isss

Yeah let's hope it's three xd

I mean ik it probably won't be but I liked the line lol

Okay good everybody's out

Owen are you seriously in there xD

Okay good just in the like control room lol

Ooope uh ohh

Washed out of cub scouts?? Ohh bc he's not a survivalist lol

OPE

Be careful then o.o

Ahhh so we can't touch it

Wait huh? What did he see?

They didn't? Sooo is it fake or smth?

UGHHH OWENNN

XDD it's dramatic and fun though so whatever

"I really hate when he does this" SLFKGHDKJS TK XDD

Fair lol, so correct xD

Oope okay there's a building

Be careful y'all 😬😬

OWENNN

Be verrry careful

:o wait he built it in there?? Oh wait no we're still with O'Brien lol

UH OHHH OWENNN

:OOO his wife and kid!!!

OWENNNNN

Okay phew yeah it is a fake xdd

UH OH SHE'S SAYING BEHIND YOU

OHHHH NO CRAP

Okay so then it's probably a distraction right?

This ain't goooood 😬😬

OHHH NOO

Wait that's not him :o

I mean yeah that makes sense he would've been just at the capitol but xdd still lol I didn't think about it o.o

AAAHHH COME ON CARLOS WHERE ARE YOU

This guy looks nervous thoughhh lol

I mean fair but yk xD

O P E

O.O

DANG Carlos o.o

I mena that was an EPIC moment like how he was just standing there totally still but o.o

Was there like. another option xD

Idk maybe he's not dead but like he fell immediately lol and it looked like he was hit in the torso xD

Still though I am hoping he didn't die especially bc like he could explain but SLAYYYY GO OFF CARLOS

He looks so cool xD

OOPE yeah a decoy o.o

Huh

Why are we watching this?

OHHH WAIT IT'S THE GUY o.o

Ohhhh noo

Yeah and he looks nervous too xD but we know he's willing to kill

This is just a lot lol

AAAAHHHHHHHH OOOOOH NOO o.o

Theeere's the bomb o.o 😬😬😬😳

This ain't good xd

[gangstalkerbarbie]

People have got to learn the difference between levels of headcanon, I think, all over again. It will make fandom so much more fun for everybody.

You see the thing is that the Jewish acronym PaRDeS works for all kinds of interpretive textual analysis, let me take y'all on a journey.

P is for peshat, the straightforward literal meaning of a text. "There was a red balloon on the table". The balloon was red and it was placed on the table.

R is for remez, a hint, not a hint as in an asmachta (what you would call a hint as in hee hee, think about what we just learned) but a hint as in an allusion — if a text already said something once, it might employ shorthand to say that again. Were there red balloons before? Why?

D is for Drash, interpretation - the scriptural equivalent of widely held fanon, but also the use of cultural and contextual details not stated by the text to make inferences about the text. When there were 99 red balloons in hit song 99 Red Balloons, what did that mean at that time, and does that mean the same thing now, with the balloons on the table? Did your mother put it there to teach you war is bad, or did she mean to leave you a red balloon to play with?

S is for Sod, esoteric or divine insight, or in fandom terms, random shit external to the media like tweets by the creator and secret material found only in the media Discord. This part of the process entails going back through the text and combing it for any random evidence that might make your point: maybe your mother left the red balloon on the table to teach you that war is bad. (Did she? You can only know if you ask, and if there's no answer you probably can't argue factually about it with your siblings, but if that's what taught you that war is bad, yasher koach!) Maybe your mother believes war is bad because in her childhood she was a Young Pioneer, and that's why the balloon is red. Maybe the balloon is red for blood, and she grew up without a father because of a war.

Why do you think that? Why or why not? Should you nudge her old traumas and ask her, and if not, should you proceed as if this is the case?

Applying this to a common Homestuck headcanon, let's say "Dave Strider is Jewish".

P – does he ever say so? (No, thus making this not explicitly canon on the first level, but he makes some evocative references and has only one place where he could have internalised these concepts and traditions from).

R – is there any evidence? (Yes, if I recall correctly there is a menorah in his house in one panel of this comic, and he occasionally talks about some evocative things, and there are some scenes in the epilogues if you regard them as canon but I consider them apocrypha of a kind so linsey-woolsey.)

D — there is a tradition that he is Jewish. If I cared to continue this bit I would go look up who originated it and what her reasoning was. It would also narratively kinda fuck if he was Jewish. You could talk to people who believe this based on elements of this text. The elements are there.

S — why would Huss do that? Because Gnostic webcomic, insert Gnosticism rant here, you get the idea. Do you want this in your fanon? Why or why not?

Taken together: this is widely held fanon with plausible textual roots, and can be safely discussed as such. It is your choice whether you subscribe, but as it is an established tradition, you should probably live and let live regarding it.

Taking another example, completely hypothetical: Thomas the Tank Engine is a trans woman.

P — fuck no? Thomas the Tank Engine is a train.

R — but he is gendered, and gender is an axis of oppression in real life. It is repeatedly shown that Sodor is a profoundly oppressive society, so it's not that odd that someone could project additional non-train related oppression on the trains, if they're already fucking weird enough to think this deeply about Thomas the Tank Engine.

D — there is... sigh... you know what, I'm not looking to see if there is a tradition and what its basis is. I would rather make soup out of toilet tank water. It is bad to assume, but I'm going to pull an overconfident rabbi with no travel opportunities and say there is not a tradition that Thomas the Tank Engine is a trans woman. There is also no textual basis within the original picture book "Thomas the Tank Engine" for such a tradition.

S — on the other hand, the Thomas The Tank Engine / My Neck My Back mashup. While not grounded in tradition it is commonly seen and memed (equivalent to a religious thing being commonly believed, such as the entire metaphysical system of Hasidism, which everyone who's not a hasid is broadly of the opinion probably evolved partly from local spirituality by itself, in the absence of any connection to the rest of development of Jewish thought), and if I asked the creator I'm sure she would say it came to her in a vision.

In conclusion, there is absolutely no evidence for this, but you could believe it for the sake of your addiction to the bit if you wanted to, as long as you did not try to pretend that any evidence existed outside the realm of mystic revelation, and try to fight people who don't agree about it.

People are not being transphobic by pointing out that there is absolutely no evidence for the Thomas the Tank Engine trans headcanon that you are still allowed to cherish, it's just that you received it from the akashic plane of pure knowledge in a bolt of lightning and not a soul else on this planet ever has. It is pure personal headcanon and will not be elevated to the level of fanon unless enough people in the fandom begin to believe it, which they probably won't but you never know.

You should probably not expect people to have your reaction to it, because it is mystically inspired and people who do not live in your material conditions could not necessarily arrive at it. If you are on the other end and you meet someone with this kind of headcanon, though, don't provoke them about it, what's it to you? They live in a world where it's true, and you can't afford a ticket there.

kinda really sick n tired of people making any and everyone in fandoms trans or kinda trans. like what's wrong with being a gnc woman? why is a woman who doesn't shave suddenly trans/an egg? obviously I don't own the character and neither do they but it's disheartening to see every slight deviation of 'being stereotypically female TM' as being trans or whatever. transmasc this, transfem that - please.

[trippinsorrows]

Currently re-reading chapter 33 because it’s a must do with this fic because it’s soooo good!!!!!! Apologies in advance cos this gon be long!

Solana’s mood swings 😭🫣🤭 I’m glad Roman is learning that saying/admitting something Solana does made him feel a certain way isn’t a bad thing, I love his therapy sessions with Lita they’re so fun to read😌. Roman being honest when something bothers him is good because if not it will fester and spill out in an even worse manner whether he’s aware of it or not.

The new jet he bought for Solana omgggg, how can I be so jealous of a fictional character and relationship!! I need that! I also didn’t miss this part of the chapter: “But, it’s the not knowing what she would do without him that’s starting to have him concerned.” And “Especially if the situation arises where she doesn’t have a choice.” Reminding us that it is a mafia au after all! I’m so scared for the next chapter though omg I feel like someone is definitely going to die💔 ( Winnie or diaper booty pleaseeee, Jey can even go atp)

Also I actually feel bad for Naomi :( she’s kinda stuck in between a rock and a hard place and she’s completely valid with how she feels, maybe the way she expressed her thoughts and feelings was not the best, but she considers Solana a sister and she was around long before Solana married Roman so I do understand her sentiments. And all the drama affecting her marriage is not great either BUT she knew what comes with being married into that family as it’s not the first time there has been disagreement between Roman & the others. I do also see it as maybe she felt disposable and neglected by Solana perhaps and replaced by Mickie, Cameron & Melina & Afia so maybe that’s why she was being cold towards Afia, I’m intrigued to know who Naomi was texting when everybody was taking photos of the dolphins…hmmmm

The random family get together was funny and cute 😭😭 everybody say thank you Solana! YESSS for Sami popping up too, my cutie pie🥺🥰. I also noticed Matteo introduced Roman as their cousin to his kids…but he’s their uncle, I know Roman told Solana that Matteo was his cousin to begin with so I’m curious if there’s a reason why they say they’re cousins and not brothers other than the fact they don’t have a close relationship and their upbringing etc (I’m sorry if that’s a silly question omg)

Also Solana telling Paloma she’s her granddaughter, the fact she was scared Paloma would reject her and blame her for the death of Alma 💔 I’m so glad Solana was able to tell Paloma what happened. Roman surprising Solana in Mexico too 🥺🥺

I’m scared for the next chapter though because there’s so much more things waiting to unfold, like what was Naomi withholding from Solana initially, which side will Jimmy choose, when is Cody, Brandi, Seth & even Samantha going to pop their heads back up. ANDDDDD THE STOLEN SHIPMENT I STILL REMEMBER THAT!!! Along with the suggestion of using the port(?) on nightmare territory…need to know the full reason why Dwayne is around more too like I don’t fully trust that baldy! Matteo I’m on the fence about because I do love Afia that’s a real sister forreallllll

Sooo sorry for this longgggggg ask please forgive me 🫣

NOT RELATED BUT YESSS EVIL HAS BEEN DEFEATED FLY EAGLES FLYYY YES JALEN HURTS MY OTHER MAN WHEN ROMAN PISSES ME OFF (aka doesn’t show up to work😒)

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awwww, thank you so much for rereading, friend! 🥺❤️

i absolutely loved writing solana's mood swing but also roman responding to them, because we know his ass ain't used to that shit 😂😂😂 but, it's also sooo interesting, cause here's this man feared by so many, and his 5'0 wife just having him all flustered and confused 😂😂😂 and omg, soooo many of you always voice how much you enjoy reading roman's therapy sessions, and my goodness, they're so enjoyable for me to write. i mean, i'm biased, and i really base it on how i would respond to roman too, but i digress lmao and yes, as much as roman has opened up, he still has a long way to go. that fear of losing solana, whether to someone else or by her own hand, terrifies him.

you see that jet though! roman does not play about his wife whatsoever, and he loves to spoil her. but, she also spoils him. not materialistically, of course, but with her love and encouragement. she gives him something he never really got once he lost fetu as a child. that love and nurturing nature. it's something he really appreciates from her. as far as the next chapter......it's definitely going to be heavy, and i just really hope people heed to the warnings. cause, i don't want to trigger anyone.

the scene with naomi was also so sad for me to write, because we've seen from the moment solana and naomi met, their amazing times, the great times, the sisterhood that's been built up. she's been so important for solana in her journey to healing, been so supportive, and everything else that them being in a not good space really does suck. i don't believe that she's wrong for feeling the way she does. if the roles were reversed, solana would probably feel the same. like you pointed out, naomi has been around a lot longer and experienced so much. she just hates seeing all this chaos and it impacting her marriage.

lmaooo listen, roman was so stressed and annoyed at all them people in his damn house, but solana is determined to help him fill fetu's wish for him. she wants to see roman also have a support system and learn to open up. currently, roman doesn't acknowledge matteo as his brother. he tells people they're cousins. a few know they're really brothers, but to respect roman's wishes, matteo refers to roman as his cousin with his kids. not a dumb question at all!

that scene with paloma and solana was so hard for me to write, because i really wanted to convey all the heavy emotions that it required. i'm super happy to hear it read that way for ya'll, even though i know it is a heavy read, friend!

i think.....i think a lot is about to start coming together in upcoming chapters. dots being connected. some things that may have been smoke and mirrors. heavy, heavy shit. just....yeah, buckle up.

thank you for being so interested enough in my story to want to send a long ask, friend! 🥹🥹🥹🥹

oh girl, you have nooooo idea how happy i was to see them damn chiefs lose! fuck them! was soooo happy for the eagles!

[beaversatemygrandma]

Some yapping before the weekend hits

First thought: the guy. I've figured out his love language and why he acts the way he does to me. It's acts of service. This explains A Lot. And also i've been able to tell that he doesn't normally get it in return, possibly never has. Because i kinda do the same. I'm a more quality time/physical person, but still. Everybody has a bit of all of them. This one is just turning out to be the most significant and sort of obvious thinking about it all.

Anyways, the date night on sunday is starting to feel more like a date. The not a date thing feels like it left the building entirely.

Like, i've been very annoyed with the bf lately. Just with his existence. It's the stagnant, can't get a job, can't get his license, nothing but can'ts. Never been on a date. Never really do things that feel like we're actually a couple and not just roommates who sleep together. Ever. Drives me insane and due to his lack of getting a proper job, it's to the point where i'm paying for everything (including full rent) which is making me put off getting new tires for my car. ...It's bad. I've needed new tires for MONTHS. I hydroplaned a couple weeks ago. It's been icy lately. I see bad things happening soon.

I started ranting off a little on the guy today and he just kinda accepted it. I got a "only partially kidding" suggestion for what to do and a "pretending to be an outside perspective" one. Like realizing you've never been on a date, time to go and do that now that you've realized. Then the only partially kidding one, bc let's be honest here, this relationship has been dead for a while: break up with him in the way of "get your shit together and i'm going to be spending more time outside the house." Which would be awkward as fuck. It's going to be a time where i still have to go home to him. It's a one bedroom place. But it may be something to scare him into getting his shit together bc this is getting ridiculous.

Either way, there was a whole damn thing where my bf's sister (who he doesn't trust for shit and honestly just proved she's sort of really toxic and shouldn't be trusted for relationship advice) decided to put in her two cents into the fact that i'm spending a lot of time after work with another guy. She started suggesting things like going through my phone, stating that there's no privacy in a relationship. Telling me to not hang out with people of the opposite gender (jokes on her i swing both ways it's impossible with what you're talking about there. Ntm isolating and um, very toxic.). Then she starts with questions like "do they hide their phone from you?" like a teenager who is really bad at hiding porn. And then introduced him to the concept of "microcheating" which by her definition is literally just having a close friend of the opposite gender. (the entirety of what she said can be summed up with "UGH Straight People.") Yes, things may be happening here. But they're just getting into something that really isn't their business. Plus she put him into a whole damn mood about me actually having a life outside the house. Jealous and lonely apparently. I mean i live with him. I leave a lot so i can put up with him. It's simple. I feel bad but at the same time, I'm literally trapped here and have been wanting out of this relationship for a long time now. Even before this guy came along. I had the plan to save up enough money to find a small place and figure things out. But now he's broke and I'm not saving shit. Not great. Not great at all.

But this guy, holy fuck. He's Really Good with non sexual affection. So, yesterday, when the bf was getting a whole damn toxic relationship talk from his sister. When i was about to leave work, i get a text from this guy saying he ended up stranded with a flat tire and his phone was about to die. I managed to get off work with like ten minutes and managed to get his location before he was entirely out of contact. So i get there, and yeah, that thing is flat and keeps leaking. He at least managed to get to a gas station with free air. (also somehow met up with his old boss and managed to get offered a temporary job until his school semester starts, which is honestly impressive. Like while there, casually saying hi and asking if the guy had pliers in his truck. Gets offered a job.) Anyways, i lingered around and assisted in the small ways i could and ended up following him home after that to make sure it didn't get flat halfway there or something. He left me in the fucking dust and i got hit by every light. Motorcycle vs large sedan here. Harsh. He made it there perfectly fine though. He was literally trying to rush back in case the tire literally just gave out. And honestly, on that thing, please do.

Either way, once back it was a whole make up for inconveniencing me kind of time. I'm just returning the favor of him literally fixing my car at times and kind of saving my ass from it literally falling apart. (It's just 20yo. It's fine otherwise. Just old.)

But he ended up setting up a fire, and unfortunately, his kid was High Energy that day. Don't know what was up there, but i swear somebody gave this child coffee. She was 'helping' with tearing up some old papers that were being used as kindling and this turned into me playing with the idea that she's beating up this random folder like it owes her money. It got weirdly graphic from that 5yo, not me. I just gave it personification and now she's really into it for some reason. ("Stop stop, he's already dead" i say. "Nope, still alive. His eyes are open." she says, getting more aggressive.) Then he realizes he sliced his hand open on some vines and heads inside to fix that. Leaving me alone. With a small child. Who's absolutely going Insane. This evolves into a whole thing, she's eventually trying to steal my beanie, and spinning me in the chair and shit. Eventually tries grabbing my necklace where i quickly put a stop to ALL of that. Somehow, she's gotten bored of it and luckily runs across the yard to the swing, now just yelling for me to push her so I'm trying my damnedest to explain to a small child that i just got off a 9hr day of work and it's cold and there's a good warm fire... I manage to send a text for help and at that point he's realizing what he did and comes out and starts sending her on pointless little missions to tire her out. (Note, it's like 6, that kid is supposed to be eating so she can go to bed in two hours.) She finally gets sick of it and goes inside again, assumably now harassing the cat and her grandma. And finally i can actually enjoy what I've been presented with. That was a fire in the cold, somebody who genuinely wanted to just endlessly talk, and a little bit of bud.

It gets to the point where we're literally just cuddling by the fire. I mean holy shit. I was tired out as all hell from the day and THAT was just peaceful and everything you'd want at the end of the day. Eventually he just kinda starts going on a tangent. It's more about what we've been doing. Just how much he's been enjoying me around, stuff about plans, then eventually just goes into his current plans and what he hopes they could actually be. This time, he was directly involving me in them, not beating around the bush in the slightest, and finally just pauses to ask if it's actually attainable. Like in the way that I wanted that to be a thing in the future. After listening to that whole thing and considering the current situation, i actually said it was. It really was something feasible and sounded pleasant to think about. His future goal with me involved is literally just providing a comfortable enough life and being around. That damn simple. It definitely feels due to my complaints of feeling trapped bc i have nowhere to go, and the repeated instances of "just want you to feel happy and content" has turned into "might as well take that all the way." And honestly, something about hearing all of that made me feel like there was actually some sense of security about the future. It's a nice thought to have in the back of your head. I ended up staying later than i expected to tbh. Literally just feeling comfy there by the fire. I was tired and the night just evolved into flirting anyways. I mentioned having to head out and that it was too cold to want to step away from the fire. And he Goes and turns on my car with the heat set up perfectly to warm it up. And some fucking how actually knows that i hate when the heat is all the way cranked up. (maybe i mentioned it when we were still carpooling to work??) This all wasn't a rushing me to leave, it was more of just being flat out helpful and caring about what i needed to do. He also told me at one point that if he's the reason i'm using as an excuse, I'm doing something wrong. And I couldn't really say anything against it.

I don't even have anything else to say here. He's just been proving himself further to be good to have around. I don't get how this has gotten here, but it's here now. Idk if it's the fact that I've never had anybody who'd actually try just that hard to impress me or what, but it's working. Well over what's needed really. (I hate to admit, but my bar is low from past experiences but ignoring the obvious red flags i've just been already kind of ignoring, he's well past it anyways.)

I guess at this point I'm just trying to find any reason to not call this a date tomorrow night. I can't find one. I mean, other than the fact that i literally shouldn't be doing any of this in the first place. But hell, I've been given a future chance of escape which is nice. I just don't know how far in the future it is. Idk how long i can go without one. I'm annoyed with my bf each day where i spend more than the 4 hours on work nights with him. Each weekend day where he's with me the whole time. Each and every day where it's longer than those 4 hours, there's something. He's returned to how i felt about him in high school. Which is basically that i realize i'm the closest person to you, but you kind of annoy me if i spend too long with you and you totally aren't the closest person to me. Idk how i expected this to work. He was already quite a bit disappointing at the start of reconnecting but i was like "give him a chance." Well he failed his chances around a year ago now. He's good, not toxic, loyal, but clingy, ultimately useless, can't get a job, can't drive, has no will to do either, and can't seem to act normal for longer than a couple hours at a time. Like high energy anxious sometimes, even though it's literally just me around and he'd be somehow scared of fucking something up. Then there's the high energy stupid where i swear bc he's never been around pets before in his life because his family thought he'd die of major allergies he doesn't always know how to play with a cat or dog without it being borderline abuse bc he can't recognize the body language. and so much more. So much. Yes. He's good. But in no way is he good to be around All The Time. Especially when suddenly you're basically taking care of him. All The Fucking Time.

So when you meet somebody who's actually paying certain attentions, it just catches you off guard entirely. Like, dating this guy for over a year now, it took him until about the year and a month mark to even be not anxious in sexual situations. It took over that to even catch on to things i like and dislike. Somehow still had to be told until about two weeks ago that i really don't like pda and STILL KEPT DOING IT. So i guess it's literally just the simplest things for me. Just actually having the willpower to make yourself something, remembering things i've said and using it, making efforts (omg making effort. i can't believe that this is literally a thing on the list.). Just literally somebody that does things and pays attention. And that overpowers him. Heavily.

And well, just the quick swing bys to the guy's place this week after that whole damn thing from the bf's family. This guy understood that and is basically forcing me not to fuck up the weekend plans by getting lazy about making an effort towards my home life. Because genuinely, I'd rather be around him instead. He's noticed at this point, and straight up today he told me that he'd rather me not mess up the plans and actually get that time with me.

I just can't believe that at this point, I'm actually leaning towards this guy. I actually want him more than what I've had going on for the last year or so. A lot more actually. He gave me so many damn warnings about himself, and I've been keeping them in mind, but I'm also somehow a good influence on him because 95% of those warnings had to do with drugs. And well, I'm not on them and it seems like a social thing and access and a little bit of emotional regulation reasons, but this type of thing keeps him away from it, so yeah. That takes away a whole lot of the issues. The only other is just a lingering person of the past and literally just bc of the kid that neither of them really have custody of. He just lives in the same place, because his parents do. This is his spot to get his shit together and he is indeed doing that. Hell, maybe it just impresses me that somebody is actually making an effort to get their shit together.

It really is that simple. I want somebody who makes effort. Not just towards the relationship, but just in all. Effort in themselves, the relationship, and outwards to literally everything. Just somebody who Does Things. Which sounds so simple and like something i shouldn't really have to ask for.

It also just makes me realize how mediocre the relationship I'm in is. It sucks. It's not bad and unhealthy, but it sure fucking is boring and i need stimulation. But I'm getting literally nothing and what feels like a fully grown child to care for. That shit sucks. And might actually be a little unhealthy. Literally all my bf has going for him is that he's not a toxic person. That's it. That was enough to pass my bar and i guess it's been raised a bit by somebody who really shouldn't have raised it at all.

Well fuck. I have actual feelings for this guy. That's definitely the case now. Fun.

[spectershaped]

Was talking to someone last night about the infamous Persona 4 character arcs and how, like, there's a bunch of different ways to make character arcs sort of Work (very dependent on a bunch of factors and context, like all storytelling)

On a more obvious level, the thing that grates about the P4 arcs is the particular way they bend towards characters accepting roles that are imposed on them by a heteropatriarchical society that, naturally, also exists outside the text. That said, thinking of them in broader terms, a character arc often is, in some fashion, all about the manifold alchemy of the Self and the world outside it; and, of course, one molds the other in a sort of neverending dialogue - the world exists before and molds the Self, which is ultimately a part of it, but the Self reflects upon and pushes somewhat against the world (and other Selves, of course) too. How much of each is changed and how is wildly variable

In St. Vincent's song "Cruel", there's a line, built little by little across various parts of the song (just like she does in "Los Ageless") that I find very cool and haunting: "bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you / if you could want that too / then you'd be happy". Desire is something that feels at once freeing and tethering - no one can really make you want or desire something directly, but you desires are neither something that comes from nowhere nor something you can control, and they're not always completely cohesive and straightforward. In narrative, there's sometimes an interesting interplay of want vs. need, where a character's most conscious and concrete desires are not what will ultimately satisfy them. And you could dive into the nature of the character arc vis a vis character as simulacrum of personhood, yadda yadda, but the gist of it is: a character's desires - or their understanding of their own desires - changing across the narrative doesn't necessarily make for a weak arc in any way, as the character is but one of a bunch of elements all ping-ponging together in the approximate shape of a story. So what's the deal with P4 in that regard?

P4 is a game ostensibly about facing one's own hidden desires or pettinesses or pains and accepting them, but acceptance can mean a lot of different things. To "accept" can be anything from passively acknowledging but treating as fleeting to treating it as important information that might lead you to reevaluate your sense of self or even your outer context. IIRC the game is a bit muddled regarding what it means by acceptance; Chie's hidden resentment towards Yukiko kinda fizzles out, for instance, and Yukiko's feeling of being trapped is kinda resolved only in her Social Link I believe? The Social Link system with your gang can end up in a weird spot not unlike the DR Free Time Events, where there needs to be a sense of development but not to the point where the story proper is altered by its presence or absence. So the circularity of the story arcs is not just ideologically questionable, it also comes across as thematically weird

Honestly what sort of prompted me thinking about this is that I ended up giving up on trying to play Petal Crash and decided to just watch a playthrough. Not very good at these fast-thinking puzzle games, already not great at the slow-thinking ones. And this playthrough starts with the Yosoti route. Their plotline is basically that they're (like all the playable cast) attempting to gather all of these gems in order to grant their wish; in Yosoti's case, they're looking back at all the ancestors who bore their name and were forgotten by history, which is kind of weirdly existential considering the general lack of actual angst in this story. And the ending is...oddly ambiguous? It feels like they've come to understand the nature of art across time and the particular way that things are "remembered" through influence across generations and it's not super clear whether they actually used the gems at all. It's pretty poetic in its own right but it ended up making me ruminate on the nature of characterization and narrative and desire. I wish I had an actual conclusion to draw but that's me for ya. I'm curious to see what the rest of the cast's plotlines are like...

[2crim2clove]

more thots

to ME they all go to UNC and lance is either a DKE or a Beta

monday after, lance is early which means they show up at the same time. george is practically buzzing, but he’s not sure he wants to know why. eventually she cracks and thanks him because carmen met someone new and she’s going to break up with her LDR and george is thrilled.

lance - oh that’s cool :)

george - it is! it means no more late night arguments, i can sleep!

lance - lol if that’s serious we should celebrate

and she’s like the ONLY place to celebrate i think we can’t walk to. but he’s like ‘uh i have a car on campus’ and she rolls her eyes at this. then he’s like ‘no please, lets go celebrate for real’.

they go get pizza and it’s the most animated he’s ever seen her, just popping out of her chair, thrilled over splitting a pepperoni pizza and some garlic knots.

friday he sees fernando outside of a dorm. he waits until george comes out, and she’s dressed very chic-ly but also kinda like she’s going to a job interview.

lance ends up at a party, meets a girl visiting her friend, fucks her in his room and accidentally says george’s name when he finishes. luckily the girl is like ‘huh’ but his next door neighbor is banging on the wall and lance blames it on being annoyed.

the following week, the main library is shut for an alumni function. they go to a smaller study space but it’s very loud and george notices lance cannot concentrate. she packs them up and takes them to her room. she has a double with carmen, with lily in the room across from theirs ‘but she doesn’t have a roommate this semester, it’s a weird situation’.

she and carmen have their desks set up head to head - actually cute - but a screen up and down the middle of the room because ‘carmen talks too loud' and it shows a lot more of her personality. they actually get quite a bit done there, and a test grade comes through on his phone and he got an A and george forgets herself and hugs him.

fernando and alex (lance’s big) convince him to go to an intern fair and george is there and is very excited to see him. she chats his ear off about how fernando connected her with the right people for her summer and it may even be in new york city! she’s never been and he actually gets interested in an internship not at his dad’s place

lance stays over for thanksgiving, as does she. she, carmen, alex and lily all end up at the frat house for dinner after being asked nicely and it’s fun. it’s just him, fer, and hinch who stayed but the alums always pay for a hugeeeee dinner. when they move to the football portion of the evening, she stays and picks the team opposite lance and argues with him the whole time. they end up watching a movie after football and george dozes off on his shoulder. apologizes after because ‘carmen keeps arguing with that bloody bf and i’m stressed about my exam’s.

after this, fernando nudges him that a-way. ‘but wait til after her job is done’.

reading day happens and it’s chaos and carmen is still arguing with her bf so george comes over to the frat house. once their time is up - lance sets a timer so he will be sure - he hits on her. she takes his pillow and smacks him with it, says she’s not a whore and then runs out of the house like a bat out of hell.

lance: idk why u hit me our ‘time was up’ and i like u a lot lol? like u make me feel like i’m good at this and shit haha

she doesn’t respond but she is outside of his exam room before his exam at like 7 AM bright and early. she holds up her phone ‘are you serious’ and he’s like ‘yeah’ and she kisses him in front of everybody, tells him good luck and to text her when he’s completed ‘the beast’ aka. his final exam. it’s something like Microeconomics that george took her first year because she’s crazy

he finishes and it’s like it all came to him at once. when he gets out, she’s there, backpack on. they get breakfast and then they both have afternoon exams at the same time so they go to the library to study. this time, he’s the one waiting for her.

go back to the DKE house because ‘my room exploded, i’m so tired’ and most of the guys are chill. she signs in and then hinch catches lance to ask him to help get someone out from under the couch (it’s a long story) and by the time he gets upstairs, there’s george, in his favorite letters. dark red long sleeved with little maple leaf fabric making up the DKE, she has no pants on and is sprawled on a bed that had no sheets on it when he left. because he wanted fresh sheets and was going to pay alex five bucks to make his bed when he got back from his test (alex would do it because that’s his little and he treats lance like a baby)

he thinks it’s sexy that he has his letters on but also knows she’ll flip her lid if she finds out she shouldn’t really be wearing them.

she wakes up when he accidentally slams the door and stops him. ‘no outside clothes on the nice bed’. he obeys, even goes and washes his hands, and when he gets up there, she cuddles up. ‘sorry but i’m so tired'

’s’okay, we’ll take a nap'

they do so, and about an hour later, they wake up because she has to pee and comes back and after how up and down things were, a little making out, a little handjob, and before they can get into it alex knocks on the door. she uses lance’s boxers to clean her hand off and waves awkwardly at alex - the first time they meet.

‘you must be george.’ ‘did he talk about me?’ ‘yeah, said he probably should make his bed in case you changed your mind. i ragged on him because it was unmade. but - ‘ ‘i have to be out by 9:30, i know. i read all of the rules!’ alex grins at this.

‘i’m gonna take you to get pizza now.’ and it’s cold for her so he sticks her in his favorite hoodie, she puts her leggings back on and then they go.

doot doot doot

forced to get tutoring from someone everyone else calls a genius, a gr6398 at gmail as their email. signed george.

he’s early because he went to the library early to study and fell asleep

wakes up to someone putting their shit on the table next to his head LOUDLY

and a girl with golden brown hair up in a neat bun, bangs, and brown rimmed glasses tips them down at him. “you’re lance.”

this was odd, did he send his girlfriend or was this a library employee? that made sense, why else was she english? “yeah?"

sticks her hand out, back straight. he offers a fist bump and she sighs, sticks her hand out further. “i’m george."

this has him sitting up. “uh -"

“yes i know it is traditionally a boy’s name. no i do not want to explain nor do i want you to call me by my full name. it’s george.” very stern.

“‘kay. still lance.” he tries a flirty smile but she sits down and doesn’t catch it. “didn’t expect for my tutor to be english."

“this school is full of international students."

he laughs at this. “i know, my best friend came here so i followed him. he’s french. you know him, esteban?"

this gets him a very curious look. “yes i know esteban. wouldn’t have stuck you two together.” a frown. “why isn’t he tutoring you?"

“um, didn’t want to put him in a weird place where i’m paying him and he feels like he can’t actually force me into shit?” she gave him a flat look at this. “not like you’re gonna have to force me or whatever, but y’know, he’s my bestie. you are …"

“the other person who gets as much aid as esteban does to come here. i mean, it’s clear why i would -“ she stops herself and opens her notebook. “besides the point. we’re here to talk maths, not talk personal lives. i have a reputation and a tutoring schedule and a life, so lets not get distracted."

it’s a rough start, she doesn’t let him slack, but once they start, she seems to be everywhere on campus. at the gym, in the same buildings, in the union, even in the same off campus coffee shop, but here she’s clearly tutoring someone else and being annoyed by the main barista with bleached hair and an english accent. he figures out she only wears her glasses when she’s studying, and has about five pairs she rotates between.

two months in, he invites her to a frat party. “you and like, whoever. if you want.” he doesn’t know if he really wants her to come, she’s kind of an asshole, but he’s inviting everyone he knows and it’s like … polite?

she does show, and it’s a toga party and hers is … barely kissing her thigh, so much skin that is somehow tan for it being october. she is, however, essentially chased into the house by one of the brothers from another frat, a much shorter girl in a similar toga laughing across the lawn, and then the guy with bleached hair and what’s clearly his gf follow her in, yanking the random dude out.

he loses them for a bit after that, asked to help seb move something, and when he’s back, the graduate frat brother that he really liked, fernando, is talking to her in the corner of the yard. She’s on one of the tables so they can be eye level, listening intently over her red solo cup that lance hopes is the jungle juice with the nice vodka and not the keg that he’d had smuggled in here. fer is definitely too old for her, but he’s flirting hard, tugging the pins out of her hair so it falls around her face and it’s styled and lance’s kinda mad it’s not him doing it.

when she sees him watching them, though, she stands up and essentially runs out of the party, her tiny bike shorts on display.

about two minutes later, the guy from the other frat pops his head over the fence, a horned headband on. “s’george here?"

lance’s tempted to say who, but fernando shakes his head. “no, she said she’d left someone asleep in a lando’s room."

a big, doofy grin. “i’m lando."

“yes, she said there was a luisa in your room she was supposed to bring?”

this has the guy flinging himself away from the fence and yelling for someone named carlos.

“george, she is cute, si?” fernando asks as he heads back inside. “she is letting me take her to dinner.” a comment flung over his shoulder.

“when?"

it’s only this that has fernando stop. “lance, that is your tutor. she’s allowed to have a life."

“not an answer!” but calling after fer is useless, and lance finishes his drink.

that night he dreams of long, tan legs against white fabric and wakes up hard and miserable

[silkchiffon]

I love your Simmosa headcanons! Any Simmosa- or Superstore in general headcanons that you have I would love to hear. 💙☁️

omg so glad to hear it!

more simmosa headcanons:

this isn’t really a headcanon so much as it is canon just left unsaid but. amy and jonah show their affection towards each other the most when they’re alone together. i don’t really get the criticism that they stop seeming like they’re in love once they start dating as if every moment leading up to it that’s the most romantic isn’t when it’s just the two of them! the problem with the later seasons is that they never have scenes with only them and i think that is what people should be picking apart.

they don’t share clothes at work (they’re not stupid like they know their coworkers would never let them live it down if they noticed) but they do at home and occasionally when they’re out and about running errands. amy likes wearing jonah’s pajama bottoms even though they’re stupidly too long so they tuck under her heels. she’s also definitely worn a jacket of his when it’s extremely cold out. jonah does this less often but he likes wearing old cloud 9 merch that amy stored in a bottom drawer and never thought about again when he forgets to do his laundry.

jonah almost never gets to play podcasts when he and amy carpool to work. the single exception is off book because she gets to (try to) sing along and that is exactly what she wants out of a commute. belting along to a song. she never gets embarrassed about it either because they do it together.

he plays dnd. she doesn’t get it.

feeling festive: there isn’t a holiday episode in the first season of the show so i do think there could’ve been an almost kiss between them under some mistletoe somebody put over the door of the break room.

this feels implied in the show already but just to make sure we all know it. amy definitely tried to text jonah after the breakup about more than the americans. i think she probably drafted several versions of an apology before hitting delete on all of them because she knew none of them would be as good as one given face-to-face.

general headcanons for the show:

most of the staff pick up a little tagalog after arguments between mateo and marcus become too intriguing not to understand. but also i do think there is something inherently filipino about amy and jonah. she has a brother who is technically played by a half filipino and he knew a little too much about duterte for it to only be related to his interest in politics.

amy and garrett play video games together a lot. this was the case long before jonah ever started working at cloud 9. when garrett and jonah were roommates amy would come over to their place occasionally to play and jonah would somehow be the one awkwardly third wheeling. i like to think the two of them kept in touch after she moved to california that way. especially over the pandemic! garrett never tells jonah about it until long after for obvious reasons but he secretly really is glad to maintain that relationship. i mean come on! he thought they were gonna work there forever and die old together!

mateo becomes about as competent a handyman as eric is while working at sturgis and sons. glenn is shocked by how easily he takes to the whole thing but there is also this unspoken understanding that mateo is more dedicated because it’s a second chance in a way. not that cloud 9 wasn’t worth it for the people he met but now he’s working somewhere that his efforts are actually appreciated.

in an alternate universe where superstore and abbott elementary are not only on the same network but also airing at the same time there would be a kinda sorta crossover episode where the teachers go back-to-school shopping at a cloud 9. the tie-in could be with the season 4 premiere. someone offhandedly mentions a scandal in missouri that happened a couple of months ago and everybody gets to wondering if the workers got fired. there is even a nod to the glow-in-the-dark stars. (janine mentions loving them yet never having the guts to stick them on the ceiling due to her fear of ladders but gregory says he could do it for her.)

jonah and marcus hooked up once while amy was in california. and yes it was at her place. you could ask me “is nothing sacred?” but considering the fact that glenn and jerusha did it on her bed this feels small in comparison.

[whatthefishh]

Delta Squared Chapter 1

A/N: So, this story is somewhat based off of Think Like a Man, I thought our favourite boys would fit these tropes quite nicely and wanted to write something fun and kinda silly! I hope can enjoy, even if you have seen the movie because I did make changes :) This will have several chapters, but hoping to keep it easy to follow. This chapter focuses on the boys and Benny. No smut, no warnings really except a few swear words. 2.4k words

It all starts sometime in May, the boys’ weekly outing causing the fates to set you up in front of the TV at just the right time. Well, sort of started then. 

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(01:23 am) Tom wtffff

(01:23 am) im hiding in the bathroom from that weird girl who smelled like burritos next to us

(01:24 am) can i come out yet

(01:26 am) dunno

(01:26 am) but brb

(01:26 am) santi’s helping me get this girl off my back

(01:26 am) so the one who was basically following me is gone?

(01:28 am) also what youre engaged

(01:28 am) just show her a pic of Mads

(01:30 am) true lol

(01:31 am) im just gonna come back

(01:31 am) if shes standing right outside the bathroom ill scream

(01:32 am) idk what ur talking about but will made a face so maybe he knows who you mean

(01:32 am) then again that might just be him pining

(01:32 am) for that girl

(01:32 am) who broke up with him bc he quit his job

(01:32 am) the one hes been "dating" for 2 weeks

(01:32 am) OH

(01:32 am) santi and fish are trying to tag team this girl

(01:32 am) tag team?

(01:32 am) santi and fish are drunk af

(01:32 am) doesnt mean theyre not gonna do it

(01:35 am) uh yeah it does but whatever im on my way

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Benny emerges from the haven of the bathroom, immediately making a beeline for the boys’ table. Thankfully, the girl who seemed to be at his elbow at every turn was nowhere to be seen. Even halfway across the bar, Benny could see Santiago chatting up some poor unsuspecting woman and wonders to himself with amusement which line he went with this time, the player that he is. He’s ridiculously successful at this, always has been, even in their time in Delta Force, his ability to charm anybody and everybody driving the boys nuts. Frankie had apparently given up the tag team idea, and let him run his game, choosing to watch from the sidelines. 

Benny checks his phone to see if he got a text from you, sending one out asking how you’re feeling. He feels bad for leaving you at home, sick, but you had insisted he go out with the boys, claiming you’ll join them next time. You two had been dating for years now, bordering on 8, your relationship having been an undefined thing at first due to his back and forth in the military. Once he had come back for good, it was almost too simple how you two had made things official, falling into a routine as easy as breathing. But still… he hadn’t proposed yet. 

You were a relatively successful hairstylist, owned your own salon, got along with the boys, matched his energy for all the dorky movies he was into, and incredibly chill with his energy it was almost too good to be true. You even dressed up with him in a couples costume of Han and Leia that one halloween, binging the movies with him throughout the month to prepare for the role. So, you could be forgiven for mistaking the little velvet box he got you last valentines day for a ring, screaming out “Yes!” until you opened it to see a simple but pretty pair of diamond studs. You didn’t understand why he was waiting, you two lived together, shared a car, planned for your future; the domesticity of your relationship was so deeply ingrained in your bones, everyone already assumed you were married until they noticed the empty space where your ring should be. You didn’t want to pressure him, though. He was your Benny, your best friend, and you loved him so much. Star Wars posters, figurines, and all. 

You flipped through the channels at home, eventually landing on Oprah, recognizing her guest as Steve Harvey, the host from Family Feud. 

“Welcome back, everybody. We are still here with best-selling author Steve Harvey. (Camera switch to Steve) - Well, what I try to get women to understand is that times have changed, but your playbook hasn't. I've gotten thousands of letters from all kinds of women who can't seem to find a man, keep a man or get what they want from their man. Until you understand how a man loves, how a man operates, how he thinks, until you get into the mindset of a man, you will never win with us in the game of love.”

Despite your better judgement, you stayed on the channel to see what new information he could possibly be adding to the world of love advice.

“We have a question in the audience. (camera turns to woman in the audience)- Hi, Steve. I've been living with my boyfriend for five years and he says that he loves me and he's fully committed. I guess what I want to know is, how come he hasn't popped the question?- (camera turns to Steve) He hasn't popped the question because you haven't required him to.” 

You roll your eyes at the pedantic answer, but stay listening to see if you could get anything useful out of this.

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Benny catches part of Santi’s words to the girl on his way to the table, and the tail end of it has him quickly covering his mouth to hide his laughter.

“I’m sorry, but Jesus has my heart.” The girl had said.

“Yeah, no, no, no, I get that. I love Jesus, too. They actually used to call me Pope back in the military,” Santiago countered, sure that he’d walk away with her number. 

“You boys won’t believe how Santi’s trynna pick up this girl,” Benny says, jerking his thumb over his shoulder as he joins the others at the table. 

“Oh I can already imagine it’s weird, she gave me crazy vibes just by the way she was trying to touch Tom’s beard after 2 seconds,” Frankie laughed. 

Santi returns to the table sooner than any of them would have guessed, and they assume he got shot down - rare, but it does happen. 

“No luck?” Will asks, a little eager to share his misery with someone else at the table. Will’s most recent venture into finding love ended as pathetically as his last; he was too much of a dreamer to keep a steady job after returning home. Apparently, the women he was going on dates with didn’t appreciate his goal of finding something he was passionate about. He just wanted someone to support him, the same way he would give his full support for his partner. 

Santiago looked at each of his friends’ faces and then broke out into a smug smile, “No, I got it. Cmon, you guys really thought I couldn’t? Have some faith.” 

The last comment had Benny cracking up again, and he checked his phone again to see if you’d replied. 

“How’s Daph doin’?” Will asks his little brother, eyes catching him checking his phone periodically. 

“She’s alright, she-” He starts but gets cut off by Fish.

“She's phenomenal, pendejo, we don’t understand why she’s with you,” Frankie laughs, and Santi joins in. 

“Nobody does! How good is your credit score? Do you even know how to check your credit score?” 

They all laugh at that, Benny included. 

“Daphne is amazing, you guys are right. She even loves my nerdy shit. Will doesn’t even like my nerdy shit,” Benny elbows his older brother. 

“You sure about that? Maybe she just loves you. Deep down inside, she’s probably thinking ‘this is some silly ass shit’” Tom counters with his eyebrows raised, challenging him. 

Out of them all, Tom had the least complicated relationship. He just wanted to make Madison happy, simple as that, and Mads felt the same towards him. He was usually the one giving level headed advice around the table whenever the boys would bring up their lady problems, and as much as they wouldn’t want to hear it at first, they usually conceded, knowing he was being reasonable. 

“Nah, I know her, alright? She is just as into all of that as I am.” 

The night goes on in a similar fashion, catching up and teasing, until Tom stands up, stating that he needs to get back to his fiancé, making the others groan in displeasure. 

“When's the wedding again, Tom? You’ll have all the time in the world, laaaaaater,” Santi gripes. 

“You guys still have to take me out for my Bachelor party, how do you not know when the wedding is? It’s next- No, you know what? You can figure it out and plan it when you’re sober, I’m heading out!”

They all chimed in for their goodbyes, knowing they’d see each other in a few days. Benny started to rise from his seat as well, finishing off the last of his beer before announcing his departure. 

“Gotta get back to my girl, she’s not feelin’ too well.” 

“Yeah, I should go, too, gotta pick up my kid from my mom tomorrow.” Frankie adds, also getting up from his place. 

Santiago and Will share a look which doesn’t go unnoticed by Frankie, who immediately gets defensive, “What?”

“Don’t lie to us Fish, you’re gonna go there tonight and she’s gonna give you your onesie and tuck you in the same way she does for your kid!” 

Santiago’s never let go of an opportunity to rip on Frankie’s relationship with his mother. Everybody knew he was a momma’s boy, but now he uses his daughter as an excuse for why he’s over all the time. She cooks all his meals, she does his laundry for him, they even have matching pyjamas which they wear on their movie nights together. He stops by on his way home from work because she’s made his favourite dish, or picked up those socks he likes from Costco. Santiago is only teasing but it’s become glaringly obvious that for all that he complains about being a single dad, Fish doesn’t really make time for another woman in his life. 

“Yeah, yeah, whatever, Pope. Don’t come asking for her pie next time you’re over.”

“Now hey-” Threats were getting serious, Santiago had to back up a bit. 

###

The first bomb had been dropped. 

The next day had you heading to your local bookstore, with your notebook in hand, filled with scribbles of tips from Steve. You had finished the episode of Oprah, surprised to have found some possibly useful ideas to push Benny to the next step in your relationship. Looking for his book, you tell yourself you’re not tricking him, you’re just trying to move forward in your life together. 

Settling in to read for a bit before Benny came home, you found the chapter that focuses on “The Non-committer”, aka your Golden Retriever boyfriend, which described how you need to require him to step up and propose. Your last birthday, the boys came over for dinner; they treated you like one of their own, which was wonderful! Except that it was your birthday, and you were dressed for a romantic dinner for two. You really were one of the boys. Speaking of which, you looked around, noticing how much your shared apartment looked like a college dorm room, one that housed several boys, not the sophisticated adult space you always envisioned. You develop an idea, one that might upset him but that will overall clean up the place and make it look like two working adults live there. There’s a used bong on his favoured side of the couch for fuck’s sake. 

Yeah, that’s it, the first move has already formed in your head, your calculating gaze sweeping across your living room making note of what you’re going to keep and what’s going in storage. The couch will have to wait for another day, you can’t lift it on your own.

Later that evening, Benny comes home while you’re making dinner, chicken wings and fries - not your guilty mind telling you to make his favourite, nope - and his joyful shout at the smell makes your stomach twirl happily. After all these years, his easy smile and comforting presence is still your favourite thing in the world and you want to never stop seeing it. On his way to kiss your cheek in greeting, he catches a glimpse of the drastically different living room space and stops mid-walk, body visibly frozen in shock. 

“Babe! Did we get robbed?! Where’s all of my posters, my figurines?! How did you not notice we got robbed?!!” He’s rushing to inspect the empty spaces.

“Relax, I just tidied up a bit,” you try to keep your voice even and light. “They’re safe, Vader’s safe. I just thought we could paint the living room.”

He exhales in relief, painting he could deal with, painting he could work with. 

“...and redecorate,” you say under your breath. 

“Redecorate?” Benny echoes, confusion taking up his pretty face. “I thought you liked that stuff, why would you wanna redecorate?”

Dropping the last of the wings into the deep fryer you turn to face him fully. “Because, Benny, it looks like we’re still in college. We’re adults, we make decent money, don’t you want this to look like a real home? One where all of our friends haven’t had sex on our couch?”

“What’s wrong with my couch?”

“Baby, it has duct tape holding the back together. We’ve literally had it for ages, and God knows how many times you’ve spilled your bong on it!”

“This couch has history!”

You just level him with a look, before showing him the couch catalogue you were browsing, pointing out the ones you thought he’d like. 

“I’d rather watch How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days with you again than couch shop,” Benny grumbles.

“I know you would because I caught you watching it by yourself a week later. Cmonnnn Benny, it smells so bad.”

“Okay, fine but listen I’m really bad at this. Can you just do it without me? I trust you to pick one. Please?” He leans in to kiss your cheek and heads straight for the deep fryer, gathering the rest of the food to set out for the two of you. 

Surprise colours your face but you’ll take the win. New couch, slightly more adult space, this was shaping up to be a productive evening. The two of you ate dinner, Benny making loud noises of enjoyment from the guilt-wings you made, watching your post-work show together. These are the moments you loved, the simple comfort of each other’s presence, of having your best friend there at the end of every day. 

[sonicstalker123]

Fuyuhiko x ShortTempered!Sensitive Reader

CW: angst but fluff at the end

S/O was just vibin at Fuyuhiko’s cottage, waiting to surprise him when he got back from his Yakuza work.

He made a copy of his cottage key so they could come and go whenever they wanted.

Peko was with Fuyuhiko.

S/O then finds a note on the kitchen counter. It’s a little note.

It says:

‘S/O, if you see this, Peko and I are… doing Yakuza related things. I’ll be back later tonight.’

Then they notice that there’s an arrow drawn on the corner.

Peko’s part says:

‘I hope you’re at Fuyuhiko’s cottage, it’s been a while since we last spoke.’

“Since when does Peko write in cursive? Honestly I’m not surprised, I thought Sonia was the only one here that wrote in cursive.. ya learn something new every day.”

A few hours pass and the sun goes down. S/O starts to get concerned but hides themself in one of the rooms. “I don’t think they’ll know I’m here!”

S/O then falls asleep on the floor, back up against the wall.

They immediately wake up when they hear footsteps and keys making noises and hit their head on the wall.

Fuyuhiko looks tired and is grouchy. Every little thing is pissing him off. “Young master, today’s work was…. very strenuous for you today. You look upset and mentally exhausted…” Peko says with a tired tone.

“Peko, be quiet.” Fuyuhiko responds, rather sternly.

Peko looks shocked but looks away with her eyes closed.

‘Today’s work was stressful… everything is pissing me off, today’s the one day where I wish S/O wasn’t here, I may snap and hurt their feelings.’ Fuyuhiko thinks to himself.

“Fuyuhiko! Peko! Welcome back! How was work today, you two? I missed you both!” They ask rather happily, jumping up and down.

Fuyuhiko doesn’t say anything and just sits on the couch and heavily sighs. He’s getting just more and more upset with every little thing they say and do.

S/O is basically matching Ibuki’s energy.

“S/O, you missed me…?” Peko asks, while smiling and blushing faintly.

“Yes! You were working super hard today along with Fuyuhiko! I didn’t know what to do today, so I hung out with Ibuki all day!”

‘Oh, that explains why they’re acting like Ibuki. They probably drank energy drinks together…’ Peko smiles nervously.

Fuyuhiko growls and angrily points at S/O.

“S/O… you’re being so fucking annoying. Get the flying fuck out of here. Dammit, just fucking leave!” Fuyuhiko yelled, with a hint of a growl.

S/O gasps and tears start to form. The sadness turns into a crazy rage. “Ya know what, motherfucker?? Fuck you too! I’m leaving!” They respond and turn around to grab the note that Fuyuhiko wrote specifically for them.

They give him a completely pissed off glare and rip it up into tiny shreds. They flip him off and slam the door. As they run away, tears flow from their eyes.

Fuyuhiko storms out the door and stomps towards the beach, muttering profanities left and right.

Peko quietly leaves and makes her way towards the beach. She keeps a close eye on Fuyuhiko but also keeps her distance.

Fuyuhiko is still yelling angrily causing everybody to look towards the beach, slightly startled but to avoid any drama, they all just kinda sorta walk away.

S/O stares at their phone and blocks Fuyuhiko so they don’t get angry text messages. Like they just don’t want to deal with that when they’re already in a terrible mood.

A few hours later, Fuyuhiko stares at the water, looking the ocean. “Man, I really fucked up, huh..? Maybe I should send them a message…”

‘S/O, I’m sorry for saying such mean things about you. I didn’t mean it, I was just stressed out and mad because the work we do was just… really stressful. I told myself that I wouldn’t take it out on you, but did just that. I’m so ashamed.’ SEND.

He puts his phone in his pocket and sighs. “I wish I didn’t snap like that. They can get pissed off real quick but also can break down and cry easily, they’re a delicate little flower. Like a rose with thorns if that makes sense?”

Peko slowly walks towards Fuyuhiko and sits next to him. “Young master, are you alright? I was around and heard you so I… figured that I would come and check on you and see if you’re alright.”

“No, Peko, I’m not alright. I fucked up and made them really upset…”

Fuyuhiko’s eyes widen when he hears a little jingle from his phone. He immediately gets out his phone and looks at it.

An automated text message arrives. ‘I’m sorry, but the person you’re trying to get in touch with is not receiving anything from you right now. Please try again later.’

Fuyuhiko feels like the world just ended. “No, they’re really pissed..”

A few days pass and he sees S/O hanging out with Kazuichi, Chiyaki and Ibuki. They are laughing and just enjoying themselves, drinking energy drinks too.

Strangely enough, Kazuichi and Gundham are on good terms on that day and Gundham is confused about the concept of energy drinks, but takes a sip anyway.

“Wh-What is this?! Whatever this drink is makes even the Four Dark Devas of Destruction tremble in fear! The can makes them quiver! Ibuki! Take this canned curse and keep it away from the Devas!”

Ibuki nods happily and holds up the can. “Cheers! To a good day!”

“Cheers!” Everybody exclaims while holding their cans and they make a strange noise while all of the cans collide.

Fuyuhiko is weirded out but starts to walk up towards the group. “S/O, I’m so-“

“Fuyuhiko, they don’t want to talk to you right now. Please, just give them some space for the time being.” Chiyaki says cautiously.

“Shut the hell up! You aren’t a part of what we’re dealing with!” Fuyuhiko explains. He then gets a glare from his S/O.

“Fuyuhiko, leave Chiyaki alone. She’s just trying to be by my side. Honestly, I don’t even want to speak to you right now. Go. Away.”

“I was trying to fucking speak to you and you alone, but clearly… you don’t want that.” Fuyuhiko then leaves.

A few days pass.

“They’re still upset with me? I’ll have to take this into my own hands now. At first, I didn’t know what to do, and now I know now.”

S/O is hanging out in their cottage with Chiyaki and Kazuichi. “Thank you guys for being there for me. I’m sorry that he snapped at you. You guys really are the best.” S/O says, while smiling.

Fuyuhiko and Peko are standing in front of S/O’s cottage. Peko is holding a wonderful bouquet for Fuyuhiko and Fuyuhiko is holding a large case of their favorite energy drink.

Or at least he thinks so, it’s a small case of Blue Ram, the “energy drink” that is supposed to make one feel relaxed after drinking it.

He knocks on the door. S/O walks towards the door, thinking it’s Ibuki. “Ibuki, you arrived early? Go you, bestie!”

They open the door.

They angrily sigh. “What.”

Peko puts the bouquet on the table and stands in front of the door.

“S/O, I just wanted to say-“ S/O closes the door. “S/O, just hear me out… please…” Fuyuhiko says, with a saddened tone.

They roll their eyes. “Sure, whatever.” They open the door. S/O lets Fuyuhiko enter the cottage. He then walks with S/O towards the couch and they both sit on it. Fuyu puts the case on the table.

Kazuichi and Chiyaki get the hint, so they leave the cottage.

“Listen, dearest S/O, I said some really horrible things and I truly regret it. Work was… really stressful and I did the one thing I promised to do. Which was take it out on you. I’m so so sorry, I’ll never do it again, Yakuza’s honor. Here, I got you a few things too.”

S/O looks at him and starts to cry. “I’m sorry too! I wanted to apologize e-earlier but I didn’t know h-how to approach it!!” Tears are streaming down their face. They wipe their tears.

“H-Hey, it’s alright, I promise… Here, I saw these and they made me think of you, so I got them. I also got you the best flower bouquet with your favorite flowers!” Fuyuhiko says, opening up the can for them.

S/O, without hesitation, takes the can from Fuyuhiko and drinks it. “Huh, I’ve never had this flavor before… it’s like… blue raspberry tasting. I love it!”

S/O gives Fuyuhiko a quick kiss before drinking it some more, with a big grin on their face.

Fuyuhiko:

S/O yawns and lays their head on Fuyuhiko’s shoulder, making him blush even more.

“I think… what you gave me was Blue Ram, which makes the person who…”

They yawn. “… drinks it… becomes relaxed, it’s almost like listening to the sounds of the waves and… falling asleep to the sound of the…. Waves…” S/O finally falls asleep.

“S/O..?” He asks. No response.

“S/O, can you hear me? Are you okay??” He asks once more, growing more concerned.

“Fuyuhiko, they’re asleep…” Peko whispers.

Fuyuhiko nods, moving them a little bit so they’re actually laying down on the couch. He looks at S/O, who looks so peaceful. “I love you S/O..” Fuyuhiko then watches over them and has Peko guard the front door. Fuyuhiko also has a protective look in his eyes, nobody is disturbing the Ultimate Yakuza’s S/O on his watch.

[heavenlysphere]

ok so Lance and the Elite 4 are kinda environmentalists if environmentalists wanted to kill people. He wants to make a new world without people except for a few people (I forgot if it was strong trainers or just the 4 specifically) because people hurt Pokemon and their homes and just in general of the environment. Previously the Elite 4 sent Bruno (who’s honestly just here because he likes fighting) to fight Red by giving him a letter. Red’s always down to fight and goes to fight. Does not come back.

I don’t remember why other than mystery of why Red disappeared / espionage but Blue (or Green if you go by jp names) goes emo with a cape and sends Oak letters via carrier pigeon. Green (or Blue if you go by jp names) is like hey kid Red’s missing go find him also his Pikachu is traumatized. Have a hat they’ll think you’re a boy. The hat is really important but also not relevant right now. Yellow was previously in the RBG chapter and that’s why she wants to help Red because he taught her Pokémon werent so scary even though they looked it they’re really loving creatures.

Yellow can read the minds of Pokémon and heal them because she was born in the Viridian Forest. She’s like a Kokiri I think but I don’t play Zelda. She also has a fishing rod you will respect the fishing rod. She falls asleep if she uses the ability too much. Pika is with her to help her (Red’s Pikachu) but it was too traumatized by the Bruno fight she can’t heal its scar or access to the memory.

I don’t remember the order of events but she has a training montage with Blue because she has no idea what she’s doing and doesn’t like fighting. She is so distraught by Ratty her Rattata evolving because she didn’t recognize it was Ratty anymore. Something happens or this was first but she and Bill hang out in the woods (he’s barely readable due to trying to localize his Kansai to Southern American but he’s a little better than RBG) and they meet Lorelei. Lorelei just has dolls of ice that freeze her opponent. Too OP please nerf.

Blue also helps a little boy get his Haunter back from Agatha and falls into a crystal or something. He was fine.

So after a lot they go to an island and get some spoons. Not a joke. Sabrina links them together because yeah the three rockets from RBG are also here now not trying to kill children. (E4 is busy attacking LITERALLY EVERYBODY and their gyms in the Kanto region and so that’s obviously a threat to the evil gym leaders iirc)

So they go fight the elite 4. Cool things happen. Blaine has a symbiotic relationship with Mewtwo. Kinda dying. I don’t remember if that part was in Yellow chapter though. He’ll be fine.

Red was busy being frozen in ice before it was cool. He’s fine he just got disabled out of it because Lorelei is the local child disabler. Sabrina did too her hand while being linked to Green and ice chains by Lorelei and she did the ice doll thing to fuck them up. Green was fine because she was wearing a Ditto jacket / faked being her arm because Ditty is god’s strongest soldier.

Lance gets his ass kicked by a little androgynous girl who had to evolve her Pokémon (something she didn’t want) to beat him. Lance is also a Viridian Forest child and therefore that explains his link with Pokémon. Giovanni shows up for some reason I forgot and is also a Viridian Forest child. Later chapters (and by that I mean some of FRLG’s chapter’s flavor text) say a girl has to be born. Translation error or retcon of all time they’re trans now.

Lance then proceeds to claim later though I haven’t read that part yet that she was the scariest fucking shit ever. (She is.)

He fears no man but this thing…. It scares him.

Also they leave Red in the dark about Yellow’s pronouns. Funniest shit ever.

I would explain why he’s dressed like that but I have no answer unless you want to hear an infodump about yellow chapter

Do it. Infodump. Tism rant.

[ababanerb]

“when the pillars fall” shoto todoroki

Inspired by @/maddsbuckley on TikTok. Please go check her out, she’s amazing!

                                                      x x x

summary: shoto todoroki is strong, and he’s got the good looks to boot. but sometimes, in the dead of night, he falls apart and without fail, you’re there. you’re always there for him. then, the pillars fell, and he’s there for you just as much as you are for him.

genre: angst with a kinda happy ending

warnings: manga spoilers, takes place after the war arc, some cursing, critical injuries, hospitalization, shoto and reader are weak for each other

word count: 2,217

Shoto Todoroki is supposed to be a hero prodigy. Shoto Todoroki is supposed to stand tall and strong, and keep his father's hero legacy alive.

And he's all of those things. Except for late at night when he comes creeping into your dorm with the key you gave him to crawl underneath the covers with you because of a nightmare he had.

"I'm sorry. I can go if you want." Is what he says the first time he comes to your dorm, but knocking this time because you had yet to give him his own key.

"You've gotta at least tell me what's wrong first." You say gently, and he crumbles. He mumbles that it was just a silly little nightmare as tears roll slowly down his face and you pull him into your dorm to cuddle.

"It's not stupid if it woke you up, Sho," You say as he pulls you into him like you're a teddy bear. And it’s always a little awkward cuddling with him after he’s had a nightmare, his body fluctuating sporadically between hot and cold, but you don’t mind because the longer he holds you the faster you fall back asleep.

You ask him if he wants to tell you about it, but Shoto never does, saying that he’s already forgotten, but the feeling stays longer than the visual. And you nod, and drift off faster than you should, but Shoto doesn’t mind - he never does - and he’s so completely lost in you. He’s so completely enamored by you, and he’s never been so happy to be lost.

He continues to knock for his next five visits after the first night, and you eventually get tired of him waking you up in the dead of the night so you give him his own key.

The seventh time he shows up at your door, he doesn’t use the key. No, instead, he stands outside your door and calls you. The dial tone rings in his ear and it doesn’t help soothe the tightness in his chest or the lump in his throat at all, and he wonders if it’s really so bad for him to use the key you’d given him. Eventually though, you answer - you always do - and he falls in love with you all over again.

“Sho?” You ask, voice scratchy and stiff, and he can hear you through the door, “What’s going on?”

It’s technically a stupid question to ask, you know he’d only ever call you so late at night if he’d had a nightmare, but he also doesn’t call you very often either. 

“Can I come in?” Shoto asks, and you make a groggy noise of confusion.

“What d’ya mean, Sho?” 

“Can I come in?” He repeats, and then softly knocks twice on your door.

You hang up then, and Shoto watches your door swing open with tears pricking at his eyes. And when you drag him into bed with you the world feels like it could never be wide enough.

                                                         x x x

Then, your world fell apart. 

The pillars that held up Japan’s hero society crumbled in a measly seven hours. 

With too many prison breaks, fatalities, and injuries to count, Shoto could care less. Because you were gone. He’d been with you early that morning, before everything fell apart.

He’d been in bed with you, cuddled up close and basking in your presence, the two of you had changed into your hero costumes together. He’d been with you for hundreds of hours too little that morning, and he wants to know where you are. 

He asks his older brother Natsuo where you are by showing him the little sticky note that he’d written the question on and shown to every nurse, doctor, teacher, and friend that came in to see him. His throat had been burned to hell, and he wished more than anything to get up and ask every damned person in the hospital where you were.

He’s supposed to be talking about Touya - he’s not Touya anymore, he has to remind to himself, that man is Dabi, not Touya - and all he can think about is you. 

Shoto has to remind himself that he can’t cry. Because right now, the people around him need him to be strong, and that includes you, where ever you are. He hopes you can feel him wavering, desperately wishes for you to show up.

It’s on his sixth night in the hospital that somebody finally tells him where you are. It’s Bakugo, surprisingly enough.

“Hey, IcyHot,” Bakugo greets, and Shoto uses text-to-speech to ask him if he should even be walking. The blonde is covered in just as many bandages as Shoto, and when Aizawa had come by on his third day in the hospital, Shoto had been told all about everybody’s condition except yours.

“Yeah, i’m fine,” Bakugo says, easing himself into hard plastic chair next to Shoto’s hospital bed, “Y/N’s not though.”

Shoto croaks out a pathetic noise, but Bakugo doesn’t need prompting.

“All the other damn extras said not to say anything to you,” Bakugo continues, and for the first time ever, the cocky blonde is visibly nervous, worried, even, “Y/N’s in the ICU. They haven’t stabilized since they got in. Nobody’s told me what happened to them, but apparently Dunce Face was one of the last people to see her before she was brought here. He... He thought that Y/N was already dead when he last saw them. They’re in a medically induced coma, according to Mr.Aizawa.”

Shoto sits there, in silence except for the quiet humming of the AC unit, for thirty minutes. Bakugo sits with him, just as quiet. 

“Where are they now?” Shoto’s phone asks, the words choppy and abrupt, and Bakugo looks pained when he tells him your room number. Neither of them do anything for a while after that, and Bakugo sits in the hard plastic chair that’d begun to make his butt sore until Shoto falls asleep with a million things on the tip of his tongue.

Shoto is released from the hospital four days later, extensive healing and pain meds made sure of that, and nobody had been allowed to see you yet. He’d asked around, and eventually he learned that you’d undergone six different procedures since you’d arrived.

Tonight would be your seventh.

                                                          x x x

It’s hot. Very hot.

The flames are blue, and a few of them lick at you, but they don’t burn. There’s a battle cry from both sides, and you watch as villains pour from the Gunga Mountain Villa. It takes five minutes, and war has broken out all around you.

You’re fighting too, better suited for close combat, and you’re watching your classmates, your friends being battered around, fighting in a war that they shouldn’t be fighting.

You’re the first to make inside the building, and you’re vaguely aware that you’re bleeding. Fatgum tells you to retreat, telling you that you look on the verge of death. You tell him you’re fine.

You’re not fine. The building is rumbling, and the ceiling’s begun to cave in, it’s hard to breathe, and you can’t see through the blood that’s caked over your left eye.

The pillars fall in seven seconds, and you fall too. 

You call for him, for Shoto, in the last three seconds of your consciousness, you call for him.

It’s dark.

                                                        x x x 

When you wake up, really wake up and open your eyes to look right into the harsh white fluorescent lights of your hospital room, nobody’s there with you. There’s a vase of dying roses on the windowsill, and you can already tell from the crisp handwriting on the brown tag that Shoto had been the one to leave them. And it’s cold, but you prefer that to the blazing heat you’d felt when you’d fallen asleep.

Where is Sho anyway?

Your heart monitor steadily beeps away, and when a nurse comes in to check your vitals she’s surprised to see you’re awake. And even more surprised when the first thing you ask for is Shoto.

“Sho,” You say, and your voice is dry and raw and barely a whisper, “Where’s Sho?”

The nurse stares at you wide-eyes for a moment, before she gets you a little dixie cup of water.

“Who’s Sho?” She asks, and you struggle to swallow the little cup of water she’d given you.

“Shoto Todoroki,” You say, “Is he here?”

The nurse purses her lips, and looks at you sadly, and you wonder what she’s thinking about before she tells you that she’ll be right back with the doctor. She leaves three more dixie cups of water on your foldaway table before leaving.

You sit there for almost an hour before the door opens again, and it’s a horrible hour because every time you close your eyes all you can see is the bloody battle that should have killed you.

The doctor comes in first, and right behind him is the person you’d been thinking about since you’d woken up. You’d been with him all that morning before the war, and all that night. And you were with him now.

The doctor tells you what day it is, and you start crying when he tells you it’s been almost a month since you’d first been admitted to the hospital. 

“Fuck,” You whimper, voice crackling and breaking as you reach out for Shoto, and he’s there - he always is - and his hand feels so good in yours - it always does - and you start crying even harder when you see the tears in his eyes. “I’m so sorry, Sho. You look so tired.”

“I love you,” And he says it like there will never be another chance to say it, and once the first ‘I love you’ leaves his mouth fifty more follow. And the doctor looks you over as best he can, before telling you that you’re cleared for visitors and that you’d be able to leave within the week.

And as Shoto begins to cry he has to remind himself that he is supposed to be a hero prodigy. That he’s supposed to stand tall and strong, and keep his father's hero legacy alive. But you hold onto his fingers so tightly, and for once, you’re asking if you can come over because you’ve just had a nightmare. It’s a shared nightmare, Shoto tells you, shared by millions.

Two days later you’re allowed to go back home, back to the dorms, and Shoto has to help you get dressed because you can barely breathe standing up let alone walk without your legs collapsing. Shoto kisses your tears away when you catch a glimpse of yourself in the mirror. You’re covered in scars, and there are still stitches in places where the wounds were slower to heal. 

Your whole world fell apart in seven hours that day, and it continued to fall apart after that. Shoto’s there for you the whole way back to UA, and he tells you that your school, your second home, had become a home to thousands of others too. Shoto had given his dorm away and he’d been staying at his family home while you’d been in the hospital.

But your dorm is still there. And nothing’s changed at all.

“I’ve also been staying here too,” Shoto tells you when he helps you into bed, “I hope you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind at all, Sho,” You tell him - you never do mind - and he crawls into bed next to you, minding your right knee with it’s poky little stitches and the new metal patella that replaced the kneecap you’d shattered during the war.

Japan fell apart in four days, Shoto tells you, and you can’t find it in you to care, because the world is too big and too wide but Shoto makes it feel smaller.

It was dark, when the pillars fell. And the two of you are blind, lost in it, and you’d never been so afraid of being lost. 

“I don’t think I can go back to hero work,” You tell him early the next morning, as he gets dressed to go back to his family home, “Not for a long time.”

“That’s okay, my love,” He replies, he won’t tell you, but he’s not sure he wants you to go back, “Do you want to come home with me?”

He doesn’t need to ask, because he would have taken you with him anyway.

“Yeah,” You tell him, and you struggle to push yourself up into a sitting position, “Just... Will you promise me something?”

“Anything.”

“Promise me you won’t die.”

It’s stupid thing to ask for, you know it is. Because everybody dies eventually, but you don’t know what you’d do if you lost him. The two of you are lost, but at least you’re together. 

Shoto doesn’t need to question it, because he’d thought you were dead for almost a whole week. And he doesn’t ever want to be without you, even though he knows he’ll have to.

“I promise you, Y/N, I won’t ever leave you, and I won’t die.”

It’s dark, Shoto thinks, as he helps you into the back of his father’s car, But it’s much less dark with you.