#i think 420 is funny okay?

[cranberrytea451]

What should I do when I hit 420 followers?

[dnvrsmedia]

What's Today's Date?

dealer!ellie x reader

18+ only

happy 4/20!

thinking abt dealer!ellie smoking you out then slutting you out on her strap till you’re hearing colors !

NOT PROOFREAD

Ellie was practically foaming at the mouth the week leading up to the "biggest day of the year" in her words. When you first met your now girlfriend, you were wide eyed and innocent. Never have even thought about putting anything like that substance she loves so much into your body. Confused at what she could have been talking about, you poutted all day. You felt like a terrible girlfriend! You knew it wasn't her birthday or even Joel, her adoptive dad's birthday. Stumpped over what it possibly could be, you dragged yourdelf through your classes.

Ellie told you that she would be very busy working today when you were over at her quaint apartment at the edge of campus last night. You weren't naive...well not as much as some may think. You knew Ellie was a dealer. That much never bothered you. She was careful and never let you come along on deals (no matter how much you begged her). Ellie knew what she was dealing with was not the safest and she'd do anything to keep you safe. You admired that of her. Having someone put you first in all facets of the word was a new expirence for you. Getting used to it was the real challenge.

You were laying in your dorm bed thinking of ways to make it up to Ellie. How could you somehow forget what could possibly be her favorite day of the year! You were beyond frustrated with yourslf when a familair knocking pattern at your door was brought to your attention. You leaped out of bed with a smile on your face, pushing down the guilty feeling bubbling up within. Its been a whole day without seeing or texting your Ellie and you could not believe how much you missed her. Another set of knocks and a loud-

"Baaaaabe, c'mon I gotta surpise!"

Manifested from behind the old wood. You giggled as you opened the door to a very clearly inhibriated Ellie Williams. If you couldn't tell from her low eyes and smirk, the n you could definatley tell from the strong smell rolling off of her. Although you have only smoked a few times (all with Ellie) you thought the aroma of Ellie's natural musk mixed with bud was tantalizing.

"Hi baby." You greet your girlfriend with an amused smile at her state. Ellie immidatley pulls you in for a deep and sensual kiss. Her hands are traveling towards the apex of your thighs, pulling and pushing the soft skin. You let out a soft moan in surpise and pleasure. You separate the kiss, remembering that you are in the middle of your dorm floor.

You look at Ellie with wide eyes, yet her face hasn't changed from the slight smirk that drives you insane.

"Hi princess," Ellie bites her lip, obivioulsy gawking at you in her oversized shirt and sweatpants.

"I missed you, it wouldn't be my favorite holiday I didn't get to spend the rest of the day with my girl." She cheekily pinches the sides of your hips with a smile; she knows exactly what she does to you.

Did she say holiday? Now you were even more confused. What holiday was in the middle of fucking April? Ellie must have picked up on your confusion because she starts to chuckle. You pout, wanting to understand what could possibly be this funny.

"Aw, baby, don't pout," She tries (and fails) to hide her smile.

"I've been so confused all day! It's only thursday." You whine. Ellie couldn't help herslef, she pressed a quick peck into your lips.

"It's okay babe, it's 420 today." She walks into your room and pulls out her infamous case. You immidatley shut the door with a giggle.

"That's today? I thought today was the 18th." You whine at your stupidity.

"I could've skipped classes and stayed with you today!" You pout some more as you sit next to Ellie on your couch. Ellie looks up at you with a disapproving look.

"You know I would've made you go into class. It's been so busy that I ran out of the stash that I sell. Babe I got enough to fucking spoil you so much you have no idea." Ellie moves back from rolling a few to look at you.

"I'm gonna wine and dine you so well you're not gonna be able to walk till next semster." Ellie flashes you her famous smirk that has you pressing your thighs together. Unbeknownst to you, that action doesn't go unoticed by your girlfriend.

To shake those naughty thoughts about Ellie from your head, you move to "smoke-proof" your room. The last thing you want is to set off the buildings fire alarm and get your girlfriend caught. You open your windows and cover your smoke alarm as Ellie watches your every move. Her eyes burning holes into your body. Thoughts of strapping you with the silicon tucked into her pants drives her insane. She has to be patient; at this route, she wont even get to see how you look all fucked out AND high. Ellie adjusts herself on the couch while you get situated next to her.

"You know you don't need to spoil me, babe. You work hard, you deserve your money." Ellie lights the perfectly made blunt and puts it to your mouth.

"Shush, now breathe in for me." You suck in a shaky breath as you can feel the heat spread even more between your damp thighs. You exhale and try not to choke on your breath as Ellie is massaging your lower abdomen.

"God, you look so pretty when you smoke." She bites her lip and puts the blunt back up to your mouth.

Ever since you first smoked with Ellie, she has made it a habit to do everything for you. She prepares, rolls, and even holds the blunt for you. She doesn't want her pretty girl to lift a finger.

After a few hits between the two of you, you gradually start to feel the high. A giddy smile makes way to your mouth as your eyes seem to get lower and lower. Ellie is starting to have trouble controlling herself around you. The higher both of you get, the more needy she become. This obviously having its shared affect on you.

You don't even notice this, but you are bucking your hips up in the air, searching for friction while you watch Ellie finish the last of the substance. Your eyes followed the delicious view of her fingers wraping around the blunt, trailing its way to her puckered lips. She exhales the billowing smoke before ashing out the roach in her the kirby ashtray she made you in her ceramics elective.

Ellie all but tackles you onto your back with a sense of need and urgency. Her rough hands firmly squeeze at your body, groaning at how soft you feel under her shirt. Her slightly chapped lips bruised kisses all across your body. In your heightened state, you couldn't prevent your moans from slipping between your teeth.

"Fuck Els- mph, please." And a conglomerate of pitiful moans excaped you.

Ellie was absolutley eating every single second of you needy and pliant state up. Her deep grunts and remarks of praise were floating through your head, making you dizzy.

"C'mon pretty girl, lemme make you feel so good. You deserve it, baby." Ellie felt the need seep out of her skin. She couldn't hold back. She needed to fuck you, feel you, be inside of you. She needed to taste you and bring you to your high over and over and over again. Just when you think you can't anymore, she needed to do it all over again.

You couldn't stop whining. Everything just felt extra heightened and sensitive. You could feel the rubbing of your nipples against Ellie's shirt and hands making you almost cum on the spot. Your head was filled with one thing and one thing only. Ellie.

You nod your head feriously in agreeance. You needed her lips on you, her hands feeling your hot skin, her- oh. She's been packing this whole time. A wanton moan leaves you as Ellie chuckles.

"C'mon use your words." She rasps in your ear. Her hand trailing down your stomach to the band of the sweatpants you're wearing.

"Please." You mutter as you buck your hips up, begging for her to touch you.

"Please, what? What do you need, baby?" Ellie teases as her hands pull down your pants, leaving your white cotton panties on full display. Her thumb hovers over the damp spot made by your slick with a groan.

"Please touch me, wanna feel good." You feel like crying. You have never felt so aroused and needy in your life. Only Ellie could make you feel this way.

"Atta girl." She smirks before diving in ontop of your damp underwear. Shes sucking and slurping every last drop like a madman and you're seeing stars. Ellie is rutting her hips into the couch, feeling the strap nudge her clit deliciously. She moves your underwear off swiftly, needing to get a tatse of your full essence.

Oh and does Ellie abosolutley go in. You gasp at the intrusion of her tongue in you tight, fluttering hole. Her muscle prodding at all the right places within you. Her hands pushing up the shirt you're wearing to pinch at your nipples. Twisting and tugging at your buds, Ellie cages your legs in between her stong arms to prevent you from moving. Having no where to go, you reach your peak hard and fast. This blindsides you and causes you to squeeze Ellie's head between your thighs as you ride out your high. Ellie could not be any happier then right here between your legs. Shes lapping up your slick.

"Hmph no more Els- too much!" You puff out in laborded breaths. Ellie removes her head from between your thighs. You thought that you couldn't want her to fuck you anymore, but the scene of her jaw soaked in you essence made you squeeze your thighs together.

"Fuck babe, you got one more in you don't you? Huh, my good girl? I need to fuck you on my stap. C'mon pretty thing I know you can do it." Ellie was basically whining with need to put her purple silicon friend into the depths of you.

You gave her a weak nod and she kisses you on your sweaty forehead before removing her ratty jeans. Her strap hangs off her hip, standing proudly before she grabs the bulbous head. Ellie drags the toy up your slick center teasingly before dipping the head into you. The angle rubs against Ellie's abused clit perfectly. You can see her pleasure as she throws her head back.

"I can't take it slow, baby I need to fuck you. God, I need to fuck you right now." Ellie moans as she brings her forehead to yours. You grab onto her cheek and nod.

"'s okay Els, use me. Want you to come f'me, please?" You beg while Ellie's eyes practically roll back into her head.

She pistons her hips with fast and deep thrusts, hitting her clit in the perfect spot everytime. You on the other hand, you're seeing stars. Ellie managed to get deeper then she has ever been while fucking you. You can't tell if it's the high or a combination of both, but shes fucking you so good. The languid sounds of her strap going in and out of you at a mind numbing pace set you spiraling.

"Fuck- ohmygodelsohgod!" Was all that you could muster to speak inbetween incorherent gutteral moans.

Ellie swears it's like she can feel you on her strap. This is the best she has ever felt and that climax is coming fast.

Her grunts mixed with your whines and moans made her work harder. Her strokes start to falter a bit as she beigns to be more vocal. That is when you know that your girl is about to cum.

"Fuck, who's pussy is this, hmm? Who's the only one to fuck you like this? Have you dripping- fuck- have you dripping for them?" She grunts as her pace slows but her thrusts get deeper.

You let out high moans "Youelsohgod- s'you!" You moan. The thread finally breaks within you as Ellie moves her hand inbetween your two bodies. Her dominant hand circling your puffy clit. This causes you to gush out all over her thighs and drench the couch beneath you.

"Oh fuck-" Ellie immedatly cums from seeing you make a mess all over her. You have never squirted before, but now? Ellie thinks shes obsessed.

Her hips slow as she finishes her climax. Shes praising you for how good you did for her before pulling out of you. You whine at the feeling and Ellie sushes you in comfort. After cleaning you both up, Ellie picks you up for you both to relax in your bed.

"You're so hot, babe. I am so making you squirt for the rest of our lives." Ellie smiles.

"Ellieuuhhh!" You shriek and playfully smack your lover.

There is no way you'll forget 420 ever again.

[silverware-drawer]

Other parts: 1 2 3 (you are here)

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🪹 philza

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🪹 philza

sorry phone got stolen please disregard

🪹 philza

stop reblogging this

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♟️ what-the-muffin 🔁 what-the-muffin

♟️ what-the-muffin

Why does quackity keep reblogging posts from months ago

🪷 quackitieeee

Wait what? shit

♟️ what-the-muffin

language.

♟️ what-the-muffin

QUACKITY WHAT THE FUDGE?! WHAT DO YOU MEAN I WOULD LIKE IT????

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🚽 peterparkoier 🔁 cellbo

🚽 peterparkoier

yo viendo paw patrol: 🤓🐶♻️🚒

mi esposo convocando a demonios en otro cuarto: SKF$J🔥🔥+2+81(J—🔥🔥—+2(2 ("_+$🔥++J(2((#+#(🔥🔥🔥🔥$(_HFIWN[n(#SJSK&LQ(2)KSKSK{€🔥 FJ##AJ61IW🔥@KSK18-0QX8🔥J€{ak{XW&L&SJCB({€{|{₡}\🔥🔥~|388=€666 9ha9*🔥🔥+J🔥SK$+🔥🔥🔥🔥|=WIE63+#)91JX£{=₲NQ 👹👹👹👹👹👹👹

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Hi

🚽 peterparkoier

oh shit satanás

🐁 ksk18-0qx8

no no está bien solo soy la reina del infierno

🔎 cellbo

oh yeah guapito actualmente ella vive en nuestra casa

🚽 peterparkoier

chingas a tu madre gatinho

62 notas

🪷 quackitieeee 🔁 cellbo

🔎 cellbo

you'll all see. you'll learn to regret the day you mocked me.

*versión español*

todos lo verán. aprenderás a arrepentirte del día en que te burlaste de mí.

#lmaooooo alright you emo motherfucker #god damn

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🟥 felppps-6391 🔁 aquimicaehloka

🦠 backflipo-numero-dos

*i enter the federation church*

PAC E MIKE WOAH WOAH

*i leave the federation church*

⚠️ pactriggerwarning

*i enter the federation church*

*i enter the federation church*

*i enter the federation church*

SAINT FELPS WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS

💣 dupe-glitch-aquarius Seguir

hold on let me watch something real quick

💣 the-oldest-anarchy-blog-on-tumblr Seguir

yeah this is funny

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🪷 quackitieeee 🔁 peterparkoier

🏛️ qsmp Seguir

Official QSMP Ballot

🏝️We hope you enjoy the island.

♟️ what-the-muffin

this is a joke right

#HOLY SHIT LMAOOOOOO #IS THIS REAL #these motherfuckers really know how to run a government

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🦠 backflipo-numero-dos

@4ever-420 HOLA MI AMIGO EL PRESIDENTE, SUGESTIÓN ENORME: it's really important that ALL of our kids grow up in a safe environment so I think you should film some of those anti-drug public service announcements to help promote HEALTHY CHOICES

🦠 backflipo-numero-dos

@4ever-420 presidente why does it say im blocked

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🪷 quackitieeee 🔁 baghz-quacks

⚜️ kocwillrock

okay wait so if I hide my armor and i'm naked underneath does it count as public nudity cause im technically still wearing clothes

🐥 baghz-quacks

don't you walk around without clothes on all the time anyway ?

⚜️ kocwillrock

it's a hypothetical baghera try to keep up

🐥 baghz-quacks

I don't think you know what hypothetical means.

#lmao #i bet bad would love it if you walked around naked foolish

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👾 teeny-weeny-rocket-launcher

i think we should make bad boy halo illegal

[cinderspots]

Do you guys ever think of how beautiful it is that even when you come and go, you live on?

Specifically, I'm talking about word and speech patterns. For me and several other people I know, when I am close with someone, I intake the things they say and make them a part of my vocabulary. Isn't that nice to know? That there is a forever inside joke between people you once knew and the ones you know now?

When I was a sophomore in high school, I knew these two girls, one a senior and one a junior. Now I am friends with said senior post high school, but at the time, I and her did not talk. But i adored the junior, who was best friends with the senior. Not in any sort of weird crush way but more like the friend crush, they are so cool type of thing- but the junior had a habit of saying "so true" in response to very serious or silly things with no remorse or impulse control before backtracking when they realized it wasn't appropriate- they told me that they started doing it because of the senior. And then even now, years later, I myself saying "so true" like a parrot who's repeating the words of an owner no more, but remembers all the same.

When I was even younger, a baby freshman, I was (to my undying embarassment) not only a wattpad enjoyer but a wattpad role player. If you don't know what that is- close your eyes and let yourself remain innocent young one. There was this one person I roleplayed with in particular @imsososolesbian that had a fixation on the oxford comma- that's right I wasn't born with the comma affliction- and after talking to them (with the // of real conversation before we immediately decided we'd rather just talk to each other than play pretend) I noticed that I had developed this habit of using the comma far far too much (the disease unfortunately is uncurable and set for life) because the speech pattern worked on me through text rather than talk. Me and that person don't talk anymore and that's really sad sometimes, but I like to think that maybe I gave them something back, like my tendency to leave auto cap on so all my texts start with a capital unless I'm on my computer. We pass each other like ships, and I try to check in, and they do the same, but we aren't quite as close as before. That's okay.

Also in Freshman year I became friends with a group of kids on my bus (it ends in tragedy and the familiar ridiculous high school drama) and this one girl in the group who was my age and shared chemistry with would spell out LOL with her hands and say the letters individually- to be ironic it occurs to me now, but back then I just thought it was funny. At first, when I adapted it into my vocabulary, I did it the same, but I found that my brain did not like moving my hand along with it, and so I just spelled it. LOL and LMAO were and still are my big offenders because I was not doing it to be ironic. That girl literally altered my brain chemistry, and I can not think of it another way. Because the things we take from others are changed in our care, but that doesn't make it any less shared.

Hearing Mariah Carey, who i actually did not care about before we had this tiff about her last Halloween, makes me think of @bee-nutauthor . Because it doesn't always spread the way i expect, the song, the name, the words themselves make me think of my friend. I don't look at art anymore and just think in legible thoughts, I eat art, I eat your praise, I bark at things I like a lot, I use abomination words that do not exist, I am extremely familiar with pompompurin because @dead-finch-420 a fixation, in fact Finch is my fixation spreader because theyre always dragging me into it. Isn't that nice too? To be thought of when someone enjoys media, to be remembered we long as that media exists and if not there in memory of it? Because the closer I am to someone, the worse it is. In all the other examples, I would describe the people I picked things up from as an acquaintance friend. Not particularly close, but close enough. When I see bugs, I first scream (loudly), and then I think, "Would Lemni like this?"When I watch horror or see the sky during the night, or view the snow as it falls, I think,"Would MJ like this?" I think and think and think and it's all because of these things, these words, the visions, and I see everyone I've ever known in everything there is to see.

In my Junior year I started to use the word "girl" and "girlie" because of a coworker that I grew very close to used it very very often on me, she also inflicted me with the "like" curse for its second round on my brain- it hasn't gone away since. We still talk because I can remember you when you're still here, which can be sad sometimes, but also comforting in a way. If I can remember you while you're here, I can remember you when you're gone.

@split-milk-7 Someone who I view to be my best friend has inflicted many vocabulary additions. We met on a re8 Miranda discord because Miranda lovers are so very rare, and we decided that of course we should be friends married and we are technically wife and spouse. But they had a particular fixation on using "bestie" to refer to me every other sentence. I am physically incapable of not using the word "bestie" in a sentence while talking aloud to people. I could not resist it. My brain decided it liked that word above all, and so here I am.

@h-doodles I was never someone who bit before I joined the meower server, filled with people who I consider to be my closest friends in the world - and I've never met a single one of them. I find that I like biting. I will think of them eternally as the meowers, for all our jokes will live in my head for years until I can no longer remember why I say these things, but I say them all the same. Because it's inevitable that you forget, but do they need to remember you for your words to live on? People will continue to say the things you said, and they may not know you gave that to them, but it will continue to spread the same way slang spreads eternally. It lives. @zeleneagle, I am not awake, I am an awaker. For some reason, I use :3 now. I bite because I love, and sometimes because angy, boi, floof, birb, borb, whatevah, music, movies, pictures, life, and death, it's everywhere.

To me, you are everywhere.

And I think that's beautiful in a way that I myself can not always appreciate, on the days when the world seems so dull and empty and unwelcoming and so not made for me. I think I should try and think of this when it gets like that, when my bed feels like the only place I can be safe. That the world is full of you and friends and love alongside the enemies and hate and sadness. And if the world is full of you, then doesn't that also mean it's full of me? That I might live on in others the same way you live on in me? That I made an impact on someone, however minor, that I mattered? That you mattered?

I wonder what I've given off to someone else to live on and be remembered for. I hope it wasn't something stupid like me saying people's names in a British accent and pronouncing it really wrong on purpose.

They might resent me a little for that

[stupidfateheadcanons]

oh i 100% want to know who you think would unironically wear christmas sweaters/and or ugly non denominational ones (and who is easily bullied into wearing them)

Karna

is canonically autistic about crabs due to their warrior prowess and ability to face their enemies head-on, making a santa-crab sweater the perfect choice as he tries to fit in with chaldea for the holidays.

does not understand why Ganesha makes that Face about it, and later asks his master if they're aware of the significance of the number 420.

Santa Karna

Has learned how to be more properly Festive, in his perception of the word festive, so his wardrobe gets an upgrade. Also, he's told he's not allowed to attend the Chaldea Holiday Party in his normal Santa Getup. Da Vinci said something about how 'even Santas deserve a day off during the holidays', but she really just wanted him to not get Into It with Santa Quetz.

It fails.

Percival

Nice, tight fabric that fits snugly over his abs.

Food-themed to delight him as a provider of delicious meals and protection.

Really, just imagine that hunk of man-meat coming up to you with a plate of biscuits and gravy while wearing this. Wouldn't it be heaven?

Vlad (Berserker)

Would not wear something joke-themed or silly -- at least in his perception. This garment is obviously ridiculous, but he perceives it as proper holiday cheer and a work of art that he crafted himself.

Vlad (Lancer) would also wear ugly Christmas sweaters, but that's more dependent on the vibes of his Master, imo.

Blackbeard

He's been waiting all year to bust this baby out.

Like really, look at him. He's so happy and enriched.

Elizabeth Bathory

More like a sweater-dress than a Christmas sweater, but she'd wear it to the holiday party with a cute pair of tights, chunky shoes, and little candy and present decorations in her hair. Glitter would be everywhere.

Believes caroling is something like a 'mobile idol concert.'

Emiya

Someone in the extended Emiyaverse makes him wear it, and he puts up with it with a little grumbling. Particularly if it makes his Master and the kids happy.

Kijyo Koyo

She thinks she looks VERY hip and cool.

Koyanskaya

Dobrynya makes her wear it.

Himiko

Enjoys that the little balls bob and shine in the light when she sparkles. Keeps feeling the tinsel and laughing to herself.

Converts her Himiko, himiko, himi-himi-ko to the tune of jingle bells to amuse herself.

Fergus

Do I really even need to say anything here?

Gilles de Rais (Saber)

Okay I'm gonna be real, I woke up and this was on the document, so I was like, 'okay, I GUESS this is what Gilles rolls up to the Chaldea Holiday party wearing????'

Seriously. I don't even remember who to blame for this. Did I do it?

Jalter

Okay, I don't really actually see her wearing this, but it'd be REALLY funny if she did.

Honorable Mentions

Castoria

Wears ugly christmas sweaters every day but christmas because they're cheap and warm. does not know who jesus is.

David and Romani

Much to Romani's chagrin, it is apparently a family commonality to wear stupid Hannukah sweaters (which I am told exist at Target, even if I've never seen one in the wild.) Romani also acquires/makes one for Mash, which she is very happy about because it makes her feel like she fits in. :)

Martha

Has a custom red, white, and green Happy Birthday Sweater. She makes Tarasque wear one too. :)

Rin

Kirei buys her ugly christmas sweaters. rin does not wear them.

[linabirb]

Go ahead, Lina, talk about why you like Rollo. I need a reminder on why he's the best ever :DD

SORRY FOR A LATE REPLY AURORA I GOT HOME A FEW HOURS AGO AND NEEDED TO REST and the power went out while i was typing this. why is this world so rollophobic

warning for lots of rambling under the cut!

first of all, his design.

"haha funny boy with a bowl cut and a huge hat" virgin vs "literally the most fun design to draw" chad. yes i'm the second one.

of course his design is heavily inspired by his counterpart but i just love it a lot! i really like the colors (some of them lowkey remind me of a bi flag JDKDLSLSL) of his outfit and i like how the color of his hair and his eye color look with them!

i actually disagree with people who say that he'd look better with longer hair or a more detailed/"unique" hairstyle bc i think in that case his design would feel very overwhelming? meanwhile here it looks much more balanced! when i draw him, it feels really nice bc i don't have to do much when it comes to his hair, i can just focus on the outfit! (though i had to get used to drawing his hairstyle, bc my art style is just. floofy hair.. soft hair..)

speaking of his hair..

I'M STILL NOT OVER HIM HAVING MORE MESSY-LOOKING HAIR AND EVEN HAVING AN AHOGE. I'M STILL INSANE ABOUT IT THIS IS SO CUTE. i've talked about it with my other friends and i hc that his hair is like that simply bc he wears a hat most of the time and.. yeah, your hair can become like that after you wear a hat. and like, maybe his hair has no choice but to look like that no matter how much he tries to take care of it and make it look better, so he also tries to hide it with his hat HDJKDKSLD.

also, i find it so funny how on some images it looks like he has really bad dark circles, meanwhile on other images you can clearly see that he wears makeup, so here's my rollo headcanon number 420 (i have so many of them. so many. literally about any topic. i am going insane): rollo tries to hide his dark circles with makeup, but fails miserably and he's really bad at it and nobody has a heart to tell him that he's actually not really doing a good job.

HIS CHIBI VERSION IS SO. SQUISHING AND BITING HIM. WHAT'S THAT EVIL SMILE FOR. YOU SILLY GOOFY MAN

now, his personality.

HE'S SO. SIFGHDHJFBDFBHDJNDVFDNM!!!!!! i love how rollo isn't just a "cold and emotionless anime guy". HE HAS EMOTIONS!! HE HAS SO MANY OF THEM!!! LITERALLY THE WHOLE MASQUERADE EVENT CAN BE A METAPHOR FOR EXPRESSING ALL THE FEELINGS YOU HAD REPRESSED FOR SO MANY YEARS AND ENDING UP DOING SO IN A WAY THAT'S HARMFUL FOR OTHERS (and probably you).

okay, i've said it before in my other post (the ask game one) but the fact that he's literally one of the few characters (if not the only one) who actually says that yuu must feel weird being the only magicless student and that it can be very scary and tiring. man. and like, when everyone has to split up into groups, rollo is the only one who asks what yuu will be doing. i could try my best to not go "this man is in love with them" at least for a second, but no, this man is in love with them. "oh it's only because they're magicless" shut up. so what if it IS because they're magicless. what if yuu is so pure to him, nobody can touch them. what if he wants to protect them from magic users. rolloyuu can either be the cutest and softest ship ever or they can be the most toxic ship BUT IN A GOOD WAY. IN A WAY THAT MAKES YOU GO "waittttt 👀👀👀 that's kinda. that's kinda. hold on a minute" LIKE YOU KNOW WHAT I'M SAYINGGGGGG. all variations of rolloyuu are good. all of them. his ghost room voicelines are also so. it's like, even if he's studying at nrc currently, you can clearly see that he still has favoritism for yuu. it really feels like he sees them as the only "good" student here. it feels like he's a little bit more.. um.. maybe he's more of a tsundere now, since now he knows that yuu likes magic? such as him being surprised when yuu shows him that they want to be friends with him and thinking that it's all just some kind of evil scheme and then being shocked that they're just genuinely nice and saying that it just makes everything even worse. OTOME GAME LOVE INTEREST BEHAVIOR. and him also kinda scolding them for "asking for a present" from him but then saying that birthdays really are important and that he hopes he won't disappoint them with his present. man. m a n. AND HIS OTHER VOICELINES STILL MENTION HIM FEELING SORRY FOR MC AND SAYING THAT THEY CAN ALWAYS RELY ON HIM AND ANYWAY ROLLOYUU ARE MARRIED-

but i should go back to the topic of his personality! you know what makes me insane. it's that rollo, no matter how hard he tries to look like this serious and organized person who has everything under control is canonically a dork in the most affectionate way. HIS FLYING LESSONS VOICELINES ARE SO FUNNY. the fact that he goes "WHY WON'T THIS THING LISTEN TO MEEEEE" when it's not working out, but when everything is fine, he immediately goes "oh, it's quite simple actually"?? i'm going to kiss you on the mouth, you idiot SJKDKDLSLS. he's also canonically a horse girl, which makes sense bc of his counterpart, but also HORSE GIRL ROLLO REAL. i need his lab coat sr. or at least let him take alchemy classes with his current card i want to know what he'll say.

his battle voicelines are so cool, i'm literally obsessed with them. HE LITERALLY SAYS THAT HE HAS UNFINISHED BUSINESS TO TAKE CARE OF AFTER BEATING UP SOME GUYS. HOW COOL IS THAT. some of his voicelines totally didn't make me giggle and kick my feet. totally. don't look at me. me reading "good, how obedient" and "it seems you still desire punishment" and choking on my tea

also i love how his vignette exceeded my expectations and didn't just make me go "i love him <3", it made me go "i need to take care of him, i need to give him a blanket, i need to force him to go to sleep when he needs it, i need to kiss his stupid face, i need to tell him that he's enough-". like what do you mean he eats the exact same things (and not just food, but also the exact amount of it) for lunch and i'm pretty sure he does the same with breakfast and dinner. what do you mean he wakes up BEFORE SUNLIGHT to clean the bell and the gargoyles. what do you mean he likes the bell of salvation (yes, i'm sticking to fan translations) because "it rings when it's supposed to", meaning that he likes predictable things and things that he "already knows" (i think you can say that it's also implied in one of his voicelines where he can't understand why mc is "acting so familiar with him". they're being unpredictable. it's too hard for him to understand them.) what do you mean even when he knows that it will be easier/more convenient for him to do something different, he still does it the same way that he always does. i need him to go to therapy, this man has at least one mental illness and i'm like 100% sure that he's neurodivergent. (i've said it so many times on discord but he's ocd-coded. i say that as someone who has ocd. that's it. i do so many of the things that he does, it actually was a little uncomfortable (but also validating) to read his vignette, i was like "?? DUDE?? PLEASE?? PLEASE TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF DO YOU UNDERSTAND HOW UNHEALTHY IT IS?? wait i don't have a right to say that". the bit where he says that he eats the exact same foods to "avoid unnecessary desires" especially reminded me of my own behavior, because my brain often makes me stop taking care of my needs because "otherwise the Bad Stuff will happen". but i won't go into detail)

also i like how he's loved by literally all nbc students?? say whatever you want, call him manipulative and all that, but it takes hard work to make people like you and admire you and rollo is definitely hardworking.

now, his role in the story. sure, him and idia have very similar backstories, but rollo's past resonates with me much more, because i really wish we had more characters that express their grief and other negative emotions as anger. of course, some people cry, some people isolate themselves, some people become afraid of everything, but in those cases those characters are usually portrayed as sympathetic, meanwhile those who want to punch people, want to fight back, want to scream and yell at everyone, often get portrayed as unsympathetic, scary or even abusive and toxic or just evil. which is.. not good. not good at all. anger is a valid and understandable emotion and it's actually good to be angry about things. i actually was shocked when my therapist told me that i SHOULD "bite and scratch people more" (as i've said it myself) right after i was describing to her how easy it is for me to get angry we also found out that it's actually one of my alters' doing and i was like "i sound like some kind of monster don't i". so it's really nice and actually kinda healing to see him just steal everyone's magic, set the town on fire (with flowers, but whatever) and still hate magic and not really getting a redemption arc. it's okay, he'll get there someday. him immediately starting to sob the moment he remembered what happened to his brother also broke me.

however, there is one tinyyyy problem with his backstory, though that's just me, probably. you see, idia blaming himself for what happened to ortho was more.. i wouldn't say understandable, but it makes sense story-wise. he really was involved in it, even if it really wasn't his fault and he was only a child, i can still see why he'd blame himself. but in rollo's case, him secretly blaming himself.. doesn't really make sense to me? i mean, his brother just wanted to show him his magic, sure, rollo could blame himself for just standing and not being able to help him, but.. i don't know, it just feels a little bit weaker to me. so when the story goes "hey, look at him, he's blaming the magic users for not saving his brother, when he actually thinks it's his fault"! i'm like ". okay. what do you want me to do. do you want me to give him a hug and tell him that it really wasn't his fault." like, according to him, other mages really couldn't help and they ignored him, so what do you want me to do?? do you want me to point at him and go "HAHA SO IT REALLY IS YOUR FAULT"?? i'm not gonna do that!!

also, the thing is that rollo isn't selfish at all. i don't think he thinks that highly of himself. i actually bet that his self-esteem is horrible. when idia tells rollo that rollo wasn't trying to save other people, but he actually wanted to save himself, rollo is genuinely confused and can't believe it and idia himself says that it looks like rollo really did think that he was doing it for others. and even if he secretly wanted to do it for himself, i don't think him saying that he wants to save others and end their suffering is selfish. and he also says that he'd love to lose his magic too and he doesn't like using his magic.

his parents also being worried about him and making sure he's fine in the vignette also breaks my heart.

soooo yeah! that's all i can think of right now, but of course, there's most likely much more, my brain is just a little tired, haha.

maybe none of this makes sense and i'm just biased and i'm projecting, but who cares. at least i'm having fun.

if you've read all of this, thank you and congrats! have a pic of my croissant plushie (+ a bnuuy!!) :)

[dogboycolumbo]

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[the-firebird69]

C8 Convertible Takes Off From Cape Canaveral Last Night - LSX Magazine

https://www.lsxmag.com/news/c8-convertible-takes-off-from-cape-canaveral-last-night/

It is the 2019 stingray that started the slightly shorter version of the Corvette it's like a C1 and it's like a smaller Ferrari and the John Cena car does fit it if you do mid-engine and they have to move the engine and it's very aggressive no this is a mid engine car. It is a pain in the ass this thing's been screwed around with it developed a million times the car itself has been screwed around with a hundred times it's really like three versions of the sea level it's three different sea levels it's C1 C2 and c3 and they have almost all three have to see two would be the regular Corvette it looks like that the late 80s c3 is the 90s for the late 90s actually mid 2000s and this is C1 3 c3 needs to be a little bigger but they almost have the whole line and they keep switching one out and calling it something else and the numbers are ridiculous and it's a funny guy is doing it in there saying it's code about a sun or something I might be a weapon system of ours and it's not these guys well remax might have one and it's a space plane A Little submarine gets a jet I know it's a spaceship a small and these guys don't have anything like it have lost a lot of them cuz they're just sitting there riding and it's because of the rocks because of the s*** here and they're located in the computer and it's in Utah and it's our son's Mom's computer and you think John remillard would be all over it doesn't seem to be and he says it's probably not the only surprise the computer has and we are laughing about it but it's going to be hectic for our son and we need to get ready for it they will try and blame him and that's the max and they were other people involved namely Trump and he knew about it before and he's having someone else send it not Hera and not our son and this big threats and you guys knew about it. And they were just sitting there foreigners are growing it didn't work out right they say it too so these guys are screwing around yeah but they were for years and you have to watch out for it damn it sir so it'll dust went in his mouth we have a few issues with it but there's a big deal going on here elsewhere too and it is regarding he's super computers and really this is a great health and he knew it was a problem but forgot about this. And he said I'll have to go do this and Jolene AKA is saying just go lay down AKA Hera says just go lay down. And you say I have to do something and Jolene used to go around the apartment and touching things and moving things I couldn't figure out what she was doing I just moving things and she's working I guess so I used to watch her and she didn't get mad it looks like her move around and he felt better and she's doing it on purpose. That's one thing going on too but this is the Corvette...

I started in 2019 and it's been only 5 years of production but there are probably more of these than all of the 80s and 90s and early 2000 Corvettes in use they went nuts and still are making time a ton of them there I don't know about 380 miles per hour. If you want to find them you get up to 420 you change the motor top end in the exhaust and tires and put in a couple fairings that are different and it goes 580 miles per hour and that's the base motor they go plenty fast with small money adjustments everybody knows it and I think the kids are genius it is and it looks different than other cars and you see them occasionally at Monaco and not really. And his father says I want to see you rolling there with one first he's as well I don't know and he's just okay he says okay I see since maybe with a Ferrari the hybrid he helped design and he sort of gets it it's respect for Europe and where the designs were with finesse and Elgin and engineering ability and he gets it to. It's nice maybe with the Cena and he says yeah that might be worthwhile. But not if it's match but really it's so about father and mother so maybe a new Pantera now he thinks it's cool this is Spain and they do still make them and he likes the idea he's seen some in there and he wants to know who and their race car drivers they're very fast but this car and has just there's a ton of them out there and they're happy with the speed they're going so it wouldn't really do much and we have to use a different chassis and it really should be mid engine or just kind of defeats the purpose it is not it's not easy but it's not difficult it's a movie to move the engine so he wants to look at that

Thor Freya

It looks like you make this imprint with the motor and put it in just like you're saying there's a lot of junk in there this is so much fun they make everything like this huge puzzle

Salazar and goddess wife

Olympus

[quietwingsinthesky]

hi will!!!! can I get uh. ruby & my main man bones mccoy for the character thingy???

absolutely absolutely and you know let's just. pretend i answered this in a timely manner. definitely.

i do think that for the wait you've earned both! (and i want to talk about both so :3)

Ruby

Sexuality Headcanon: It's funny, I don't usually have a set sexuality for any character right up until the moment I'm asked, at which point I receive visions from beyond my understanding that inform me of the truth. and the visions said she's a bisexual lesbian.

OTP: local idiot forced to choose between samruby and annaruby, 69 injured, 420 dead

BroTP: I actually love dean & ruby's weird combative vibes. i love when she saves his life in Malleus Maleficarum, and he immediately gets all huffy about it ("It's called witchcraft, short bus." "You're the short bus … short bus." AFTER SHE'S ALREADY LEFT SKLAJSLDKJALSD) i love the few moments we get where they aren't at each other's throats, but also i do love when they're both so unnecessarily mean to each other like girls. girls, you're on the same side. it's so funny. and the fact that they have the same speech patterns. if you locked them in a room together for a week and they didn't kill each other, they'd come out speaking a pop culture language they invented together that no one but them and sam can understand.

NoTP: i don't think i have one for her? uh. bobby/ruby. sure.

First headcanon that pops into my head: from what i remember, what we know about Ruby is a) she was human once, b) during that time, she was a witch, and c) this was probably a pretty long time ago? let's say it was a long time ago for my purposes. anyway. salem witch trials ruby real. (also, additionally, ruby loved sam. she did. she really did. this was just Not A Good Thing.)

Favorite line from this character: yes yes she is the best of those sons of bitches but that entire speech is bitching. "You didn't need the feather to fly, you had it in you the whole time, Dumbo!" and obviously the lucifer parallel lines that drive me insane, "Because it had to be you, Sammy. It always had to be you. You saved us. You set him free. And he's gonna be grateful. He's gonna repay you in ways that you can't even imagine." LIKE. OKAY. YEAH. SURE. IM FINE AND NORMAL ABOUT THIS.

One way in which I relate to this character: she is sooo. god i don't know the word for it, somewhere between determination and loyalty, and i don't know so much about 'relates to this' as i want to have some of that. yes, okay, the thing she was determined to do was start the apocalypse but. but. she did it, didn't she? and that's damn impressive. and i just need some of that energy to finish my chemistry homework.

Thing that gives me second hand embarrassment about this character: SamRuby sex scenes, but idk if that's so much second-hand embarassment as it is me averting my eyes like a scandalized victorian gentleman going 'oh dear lord, this is none of my business, i should not spy on them.' It's just. O-O they really went all in for those scenes huh. huh.

Cinnamon Roll or Problematic Fave: Problematic Fave and i love her for it.

McCoy:

Sexuality Headcanon: gay gay homosexual gay

OTP: Bones/a vacation (but if pushed, i will admit to being a pretty big fan of McSpirk. OT3s my beloved.)

BroTP: okay okay hear me out: bones and uhura. she's the language lady, and he's the guy who has about 700 different sayings all tucked away inside his head, and no way do they not get drunk together. asdfhgjljk her teaching him vulcan sayings that are almost equivalent to something he could come up with, just so that they can both see spock's muted confusion (which is practically him shouting "bones what the fuck are you saying to me.") and oh obviously they are the people closest to the eternal disaster that is the kirk & spock dynamic (romantic or otherwise) and if they don't bitch to each other about those idiots, they might explode.

NoTP: Bones/that salt monster from The Man Trap. but in all seriousness, I don't think I have one.

First headcanon that pops into my head: Spending a few years in space means that whenever they get their feet on solid land, he's happy for transport that's less likely to send them into the freezing void if handled wrong. He's happy about this, for all of the ten seconds he's fool enough to let Kirk drive. He is never getting in a car with that man again.

Favorite line from this character: Oh, the first one I can think of is from the hand-off from TOS to TNG (the thing they do every time a new show starts where a character from the last one makes an appearance, however small, to sort of... I don't know. Wish them luck.) Anyway, in Encounter at Farpoint, when he's talking to Data, he ends the scene by saying about the Enterprise-D, "This is a new ship, but she's got the right name. Now you remember that, you hear. You treat her like a lady, and she'll always bring you home." which. feelings. T-T

One way in which I related to this character: we are both southern and grumpy lmao

Thing that gives me second-hand embarrassment about this character: I honestly can't think of any? I think his general 'I do not give a fuck, this is my medbay and you're all going to do what I say' negates my ability to feel second-hand embarrassment from him.

Cinnamon Roll or Problematic Fave: Hm. I'm giving him cinnamon roll status, but he would Not like it.

[himbos-hotline]

This is the picrew I used. It's one of my favorites!

That's funny, cuz I kinda based him off myself lol

Okay, so he has 10 siblings. He's on the older end of things

There's: Orville (22) Estella 'Ella' (19) Leland 'Lee' (17) Ernest 'Ernie' (14) Caroline 'Callie' (13) Lucile 'Lucy' (11) Roger (8) Duane & Dennis 'Denny' (6) (twins) Geneva 'Genny' (4) Doloris 'Lorie' (2)

They don't really have any personalities yet (except for Lee & Callie ofc), but I'm working on it. They're not really a huge part of his life anymore though, so I might just leave them as names. I absolutely love names in this style though, so I HAD to name them lol. But you can see how his parents would be struggling with that many kiddos (even though Orville's out of the house and Lee & Ella brought in some income), and how he wouldn't want to be a burden

Lol maybe we're just dopplegangers and never knew!! I love all their names so much!! leaving them as names is great until you have to write them even a little and you go "aw fuck" and then end up making personalities with ALL of them. How did his parents get so many children? Like I know HOW but like, why so many? did something happen that made their income go down? Did they just wanna have a big family?

Also, my ask box is empty again, and im hyperfocusing on finishing at least one chapter of one WIP today [maybe a request too if I can think of how to start.] so im making cat sounds at yall guys to try and send me more asks. theres no like restriction on what or who can send asks, My anons are on if people just dont wanna have their accounts seen [thats bad phrasing.] but yeah,,,send me more asks! My askbox is here in case its kinda hard to find or like, I duno if my themes changed or not so

_____

WC: 8,005 words FIC: Till death do us part, please keep breaking my heart This ask moticated me to write 420 new words

[your--isgayrights]

W-why is 420 funny?

Ahagscsadfg oh man uh... In america it's the police code for weed somewhere and so it's like a meme number. Like not that I'm big into weed or anything it is just like one of the funny numbers you know like how 69 is a funny number you know

[brilliant-soul]

As the caption implies, one of my regulars gave me some weed today after I was yelling abt dealing with customers is like herding sheep

[rae-is-typing]

I love the headcanons format!!! So I was wondering if you had any lost but not forgotten headcanons. Like random quirks that the reader has cause she was raised in the pnw (also pnw whores unite lololol)

PNW WHORES UNITE LMAOOOOO my people have found me

Quirks the reader has in LBNF because she is from the PNW (pacific northwest)

Flannels

All the time

No matter the weather

same with grayscale clothes and doc martens

Also iced coffee

Is it winter?

Yes

Is the reader still drinking an iced vanilla latte?

Absolutely

In general, you don't vibe with beaches thanks to trauma, but if you ever do go to the beach, you always dress like it's fucking november lmao

Your family is like ????

What is this child doing?

Why is she wearing a sweater, a flannel, and a huge jean jacket on top of it?????

And you're like

It's gonna be cold, duh

You know all of the local coffee places and get mildly annoyed if there aren't any near RDJ's or Debbie's place

You don't wear helmets when you go biking

Yes, this did give your parental units heart attacks

You may or may not have cried when you learned that the closest Dutch Bros was hundreds of miles away

You loooove the outdoors and hiking, which excites RDJ cause father-daughter bonding on the trails

Then you basically out-hiked him LMAO

he was unhappy

especially when you told him "Keep up old man, we don't have all day"

Indio jokes about you hating the sun

Cause it rained all the fucking time on the island

He bought you SPF 100 one time

You are the designated barista of the family

You just make the best coffee because, duh, PNW culture is having an absurd amount of coffee just everywhere

TRUE

CRIME

TRUE CRIME LMAO

once you feel like you can joke about your trauma, you always say that it was jason and emilia's fault for raising you in washington

like if they didn't want you to solve it then why did they raise you in the pacific northwest

dummies

they don't find it funny lmao

ashlynn does though

she laughed her ass of when you first made that quip

true crime documentaries all the time

you even watch your own and laugh at the mistakes

you and ashlynn make a plan to do a tell-all series on social media once litigation is over and your family says its okay

420 jokes

even if you don't do the weed

just

all the time

"dad i need a blunt"

"N/N I SWEAR TO GOD-"

"nvm i think you need the blunt"

the seattle road rage is also very real

you also know how to mind your goddamn business

(its a huge thing to just never acknowledge people beyond a polite nod unless you know someone... at least in my area lol)

These are all off the top of my head, so let me know if i'm missing anything hahaha i loved this

[volleyball-dontknowher]

Sick - Tanaka x reader

Warnings: none

Words: 2282 

Summary: You and your neighbor walk your dogs at the same everyday, but what happens when he stops showing up 

A/n :! I am so so so so sorry for disappearing off the face of the earth, college is hard man and then it’s partially online and COVID and things and the depression really hit and I have started a new self care book and it is adding one thing back in my life at a time that I am passionate about and last week was French and this week it is writing because I really do miss it! I threw this together last night based off of a request I got forever ago and I hope it is liked <3 

You’ve lived in the same apartment for years and people always come and go, in and out, it feels like you see a new face everyday. In your three years there, you’ve only had one consistent fact, and that’s your bald neighbor who goes on walks with his dogs at the same time as you twice a day. At first you only saw him occasionally and now the two of you go out at 7:30 am and 6:30 pm on the dot. You have no idea how it started but now you get kinda excited to run into your neighbor on the stairs everyday and hopefully make a comment about how good his two big dogs are looking or even jsut the smallest acknowledgement with him.

   Speaking of your neighbor, he wasn’t out this morning before work, and you didn’t think too much of it because he works kinda funny hours and some random days misses the times. (Though he always tells you about it in the afternoon or the next time you see him) and because you’ve learned he’s a personal trainer he has finicky clients and sometimes is up wayy too early or way too late. It bugged you all day that you hadn’t seen him and no matter how hard you tried to focus at work you couldn’t imagine why he wasn’t out on a Wednesday. All of your explainations could make sense but you really don’t feel right about any of it. And when you got home and took your two babies out and he wasn’t there you were sure something was up. Tanaka loved his dogs more than anything and says that their routine keeps them together and that it keeps them well behaved. Something had to be wrong. Maybe he got a new girlfriend? Or he forgot? But he didn't forget and he hasn’t been with anyone ever, and if he was his dogs would still come first. You had no idea what you were thinking but when you came back up the stairs you kept walking and knocked on the door of the man you knew so completely and not at all. You quickly realized what you’d done and your heart was racing as you silent prayed that no one was home and that you could creep back to your door before anyone heard you.

   This was a great thought, except you forgot what happens when you knock with dogs. They bark. And unfortunately for you Tanaka doesn’t get a lot of guests so his dogs barked a lot. Like they could wake the entire neighborhood a lot. You had to grin and bear it and face the consequences of your irrational actions.

   After thirty or so seconds the door creeps open and there he is, Takana Ryuunosuke, in his pajamas and a beanie opening the door. He looked like a walking corpse and by the way he sniffed out a weak “hello” as he opened the door told you everything you needed to know. He was sick. Very sick, and you had just knocked at the door and now have to figure out what to say to him.

   “Oh, hey,” you stutter, “I was just checking on you to see if everything was alright, you weren’t out with your dogs and I was wondering if anything was up, or if you needed me to take them out for you because of their routine and everything,” you ramble on, hoping that somewhere your logic connected and this made sense.

   Takana stared at you blankly and you couldn’t help but mentally smack yourself because that was exactly what a stalker would say and you now seemed like his stalker.

   After a few more seconds of blank stares his expression caught up to your words and he broke out the goofy smile you love so much.

   “My dogs? Walk them?” He asked. Maybe they hadn’t caught up after all.

   “Well yeah, they weren’t out at their regular time and i wanted to make sure they were still going out and I have my two out and they are so well behaved and you clearly don’t feel well so it would really be no problem,” you rambled on again.

This time he was closely listening and nodded along with you before smiling once again. “No no no,” he chuckled, “ I can take them out” though he was laughing you could hear that he wasn’t feeling well and his energy was lower than you had ever heard.

   “Let me do this one favor for you, I can take them out, no big deal, okay?” You smiled.

   After you smiled it was a done deal for Tanaka, he grabbed the leash and thanked you about a hundred times. His dogs are fantastic and took you less than five minutes to walk before they’d used the restroom and were ready to go back inside. You took them back and he thanked you once again and you headed back to your apartment to make some dinner.

   You settled on a sun dried tomato soup with grilled cheese and happened *wink* accidentally *wink* make more than you could eat on your own and you’d hate for it to go to waste and you do have a neighbor who is sick and could probably use a hot meal right about now. So, you packed up a container for him and wrapped the sandwich in aluminum foil so that it would be hot for him and put some tea in a thermos and headed out your door once more. This time though, you were a little less bold and just rang the doorbell and ran back to your room. You did however, leave a little note saying “hope you feel better soon - room 420” on it and you hoped that it would at least help his night a little bit.

   Little do you know, Tanaka was so shocked to see this from you that he almost dropped the hot soup onto himself in a panic because this not only meant you paid attention to him but you cared for him. This was the best thing to ever happen to him. He finished every last bite and washed the container and thermos and placed them back by your door with a note of his own.

   When you got up the next morning and went to take your dog out you couldn’t help but beam when you saw your tupperware back in front of your door. You picked up the two items before seeing the little note on top of the container.

‘Best Soup Ever! -Room 419’

You beamed and did a little happy dance before deciding to go knock and see if he needed your help with his dogs again today, and boy are you lucky that you went. WHen he opened the door he somehow looked worse than yesterday, you could have swore that he had snot dried to his face and he was a total mouth breather and the bags under his eyes as well as tripled overnight. There were no arguments when you asked if he needed help with his dogs, because truthfully he really did.

   The walk was quick and the morning was over before you knew it. Another distracted day at work, you found yourself wondering how you could help him feel better, especially because he lived all alone and his closest family was something like an hour away last he told you.

You had a brilliant idea and decided to go to the store after work and make him a ‘get well’ basket. You filled the basket with cough drops, tissues, teas, chocolates and other little goodies that help him feel better and put him in a better mood. You got the groceries and were right on your way, practically skipping with excitement.

   Once again, you accidentally made an extra soup after you’d taken care of the dogs and happened to leave it with the basket later that evening.

   In the morning however, none of your dishes were by your door, which was no big deal, especially because he was feeling so under the weather, but what was even more strange is that he didn’t answer the door and the last thing you wanted to do was wake him up. So, you headed to work wondering if he liked what you did for him or if you’d crossed a line or if he was allergic to chicken noodle, or if he was too much of a health nut and you’d offended him, or if he’d… you had no idea, maybe died. This was not good for you and you could feel the stress starting to get to you when you got off work the sprint back home was exhausting and anxious. You rounded the corner of the stairs when you saw

Nothing.

You saw nothing.

That was fine, everything is fine. You are fine. Life is fine. If he doesn’t feel good you can’t expect him to do dishes or even leave his room. That’s best for everyone, no one wants a walking germ contaminating everything around, there were probably old ladies on this floor, you hadn’t seen any, but they were there, probably, so he was just doing the world a favor.

Again, he didnt answer the door for his dogs and you couldn’t force your kindness onto him so you had a night to yourself and went to bed way earlier than usual. You couldn’t help but wake up earlier than usual and instead of looking for things that weren’t there you got out and went to work early and got busy right away. You had a full day and worked until almost 8pm, hurrying back to hopefully get home before your local take away had closed. You made it, but just barely, and got your favorite meal to bring home with you to watch something horrible with.

   You got home and plopped on the couch completely exhausted. Immediatley you started eating and got about halfway through when you heard a knock at the door. Oh shit. You had no one in your life that would ever knock, well almost no one. THere was one person you were really hoping wasn’t on the other side of the door. You were in a t-shirt you got 10 years ago and a pair of crappy shorts from the general store, there was nothing remotely nice, or even tame about your appearance, you looked to be frank, crazy.

You creeped the door open and saw exactly who you were hoping not to see, Tanaka Ryuunosuke standing in front of your door beaming.

   “Hey?” You question nervously.

   “Hey, I noticed that you didn’t take your dogs out earlier and was wondering if you needed me to take them out for you?” He questioned genuinely, smiling from head to toe, clearly feeling better.

   You had no idea what to say or do but he just smiled as your dogs trotted out the door with him, without you saying a word. You awkwardly closed the door and stood there in shock. That was horrible. An embarrassment to you, an embarrassment to your family name and even worse an embarrassment to society. The shock still hadn’t worn off when you heard a second knock at your door, and well that was the man with your dogs and you couldn’t just leave them outside.

   This time when you opened the door you couldn’t help but gasp. Tanaka has a giant bouquet of red roses and a giant blush on his face.

   “Y/n, I know this is going to sound ridiculous, but I have had a crush on you since I first met you, and I never knew how to tell you, every time I got close to you I just freeze and I started taking my dogs out when you do to try and get to know you and I could never make myself do it but you have been unbelievably kind to me and I can’t wait any longer. I want nothing more than to have a chance with someone as stunning as you are. Y/n, will you go on a date with me?”

   This time it was you standing there dumbstruck for longer than you should have. You heard every single one of his words and your heart was fluttering out of your chest. You’d had feelings for him for as long as you can remember and here he was with a bouquet of flowers standing in your doorway asking you to go on a date with him. You couldn’t bring yourself to say anything so you just grinned and nodded at him enthusiastically, hoping he understood just how much this means to you.

   He beamed right back and handed you the bouquet of flowers, “perfect, then I’ll see you Friday at 7, I’ll pick you up.” He winked.

You were still dumbstruck and nodded again, and right as you were about to close the door for the night he stuck his foot in the doorway.

“One more thing y/n,” he pushed the door back open and had a basket of little goodies for you, as well as a homemade meal in the containers you’d given him with a little note that says ‘your soup warmed my soul, and my heart’. You couldn’t help but absolutely beam with happiness. You set the basket down and threw your arms around his shoulders and pulled him into a big hug, repeatedly thanking him for his kindness. You two parted ways happier than you could have imagined and both in great anticipation for Friday.

   The next morning, you were both out at 7:30 on the dot, excited to see one another.

[yourstarvic]

This is taking part when they are first years and before (Y/n) becomes manager!

“Hey, Suna!” Osamu and Atsumu ran up to Suna, avoid the students in the hallway. “I have a question to ask about (Y/n)!”

“(Y/n)?” Suna looked at them with an eyebrow raised, confused about why they were asking about you.

“Yeah,” Atsumu put his arms around Suna’s shoulder. “Since I’m the most goodlooken’ guy in this school and she’s the most beautiful girl in the school, we would be the perfect couple. So imma need her number.”

“This is the first time I heard you were into her ‘Samu,” Suna's lips slightly tugged into a smirk.

A tick mark appeared on Atsumu’s head, frustrated that Suna would think he was ‘Samu, “Like hell I’m that ugly ‘Samu! I said good-looken’ guy!”

“Oh sorry,” Suna gave him a fake apologetic smile, “just thought it was Osamu since he has a fan club.”

“He what!” Atsumu took a step back, “H-He has a fan club! How can I form a club!”

“I think if you go to the office-” Suna started, putting his hands in his pockets but before he could finish, Atsumu ran off.

Osamu moved to stand next to Suna, looking where Atsumu ran off, “You could already tell the difference between us.”

“Yup,” Suna smirked, “just wanted to mess with him.”

“Nice,” Osamu smiled, high-fiving Suna. “Coming over to study?”

“Yeah just got to do something first.”

“Cool,” Osamu walked off to class, “See ya!”

After doing what he needed to do after school, Suna started to head over to the twin's house. Finally arriving at the house, Suna walked up the door and was about the ring the doorbell. But before he could, a voice behind him stop him, “Excuse me, who are you?”

Suna turned around as saw a beautiful woman eyeing him curiously and holding a few bags of groceries. “I’m supposed to be helping someone with school work,” Suna said slowly, jaw slightly hopping at how beautiful she looked.

“You are going to help my sons with school?” She walked up to him.

“Y-You’re,” Suna's face morphed to disbelief, “you’re Osamu and Atsumu’s mother?”

“Yes I am,” She nodded, giving him a polite smile, “and you are?”

“Suna Rintarou,” he introduced himself. “You can call me Rin. Also, you don’t look like a mother, at first I thought you were their sister.”

The women blushed at his words, “You are so sweet! Here let me get the door.”

“Then allow me to help you with the bags, Miya-San,” Suna insisted, grabbing the bags from her hands. “And I think it’s best if we keep quiet… since the twins are studying.”

“Will do!” Miya winked at him, making Suna's smile widen. She opened the door quietly and took off her shoes. Suna did the same and followed the beautiful black hair woman to the kitchen. As Suna placed the bag on the kitchen counter and taking the items out of the bag, Miya asked him, “Do you want to eat something?”

“Eat what?” Suna asked small smirk hidden with a smile, “Because I’ll eat anything you make Miya-San.”

“You are so sweet,” Miya smiled, going up to him and pinch his cheeks, “I wish my sons were sweet as you.”

“I can be more than sweet,” Suna said happily. Miya laughed at him and went to prepare some snacks. After Suna was done getting the items out of the bag, he proceeds to ask where they go. But Miya shooked her head no saying she’ll do it herself. Since Suna had no reason to be in the kitchen anymore, he decided to make a reason for him to stay in the kitchen. He went and help her, he would wait to see what she was doing, and then Suna would sweep in with a joke and proceed to help her in any way he could. 

“Thank you so much for helping me!” Miya cooed, “can you take these to the boys! And if you want later I can give you a tour of the house!”

“Of course,” Suna grabbed the plate and went to the twin's room with the given directions from her. Going up to the twin's room, he barged in without knocking and greeted them, “Hey I have a question.”

“How did ya get in?” Atsumu looked at him while Osamu was eyeing the plate.

“Your mom let me in,” Suna said plainly, “how old is your mom?”

“What?”

“It’s not like that,” Suna paused, the twins looked at him questioning. “Okay, maybe it is like that…”

“Are ya…” Atsumu started, “hitting on our ma?”

“A little?”

“First,” Osamu glared, “put the plate down and stop hitting on our ma!”

“That’s weird!” Atsumu looked at him disgustingly, “That’s our ma! You can’t flirt with her!”

Suna shrugged his shoulders and place the plate of food down on the table, “Well your mom doesn’t think I’m flirting. She says I’m sweet and funny and helpful.”

“Ya jerk-”

“Anyway!” Suna interrupted Atsumu, giving both of them a smirk as he yelled out, “Miya-San! I’m ready for the tour!” With that being said, Suna exited the room and went back to the twin’s mother.

“W-We need to stop him,” Atsumu's eye twitched.

“We do,” Osamu said with a mouthful of snacks.

“Don’t eat those! That jerk could have helped make them!”

A month has passed and Suna would try to find any excuse to be at the twin's home. He was smitten with their mom, always there to help her and make jokes to see her laugh. You didn’t know any of this, until that morning.

The two of you were walking to school in a calm atmosphere. Neither of you said anything but you knew something was happening with Suna based on he walked with a bounce in his step. “So…” you looked at him with a smirk, “Who is she?”

“What are you talking about?” Suna rolled his eyes.

“The girl!” You explained, “I saw you buy a big banquet of flowers and there is no way it was for your mom because I saw how you smiled at them.”

“You were spying on me?” 

“Not that I wanted to,” you pouted, “your mom noticed something weird was happening with you and wanted me to see if you were all right.”

“Well, I’m fine,” Suna rolled his eyes. 

“But she must be really special,” you teased, “what’s her name! Do I know her! Is she cute-”

“Stop asking,” Suna scoffed and turned his head to the side to hide his embarrassing blush.

“You’re blushing!” You smiled, nudging his side, “This is a new side of you!”

“Shut up,” Suna stuffed his hand in his pockets, “didn’t you want to buy something here?”

He pointing at the store, you nodded your head, “Yeah but when I get back, I want to know more!” You went to the store as Suna waited outside, getting his phone out of his pocket and scrolled mindlessly on it. But his peaceful scrolling was short-lived when two voices yelled out his name.

“Suna ya jerk!” Atsumu and Osamu yelled, Atsumu grabbing to the collar of his shirt. “You got our ma flowers!”

“Yeah,” Suna smirked, “did she like it?”

“I’m going to kill ya!” Atsumu said, shaking Suna by the collar as Suna laughed. Osamu pulled Atsumu away, making sure there was some distance between them. 

“You know,” Suna smirked, “one day I’m going to be your new daddy.”

The twins looked at each other, silently communicating. Suna continued to smirk as the twins slowly nod their heads and slowly turned to face him, “You are ban.”

“I’m banned?”

“From our house and from our mom.”

“I-I c-can’t b-be banned,” Suna scoffed.

“Yes you can,” Atsumu glared, “and you are.”

“B-But Miya would miss me!” 

“I don’t think so,” Osamu clicked on a button on his phone. “Just told ma that ya wouldn’t be comen’ around since ya got a girl.”

“Look at that Samu’” Atsumu reading the contents on his twin’s phone screen, “Ma saying how happy she is for Suna gotten a girl! She even said she was thinken’ setting you up with someone!”

“She’s not even sad about it,” Osamu smirked at Suna, seeing Suna’s face turning into shock.

“W-Wait,” Suna pleaded, “let’s talk about this… I’ll stop flirting with her…Just please let me come over and see her!”

The twins looked at each other and then to Suna, “No. See ya at practice.” 

The twins walked away, heading towards school as Suna looked at them, trying to find a way to see their mom. But before he could voice out another plea, he heard your voice being held with so much disgust, “It was their mom?”

“I-It’s not like that,” Suna shook his head.

“You are disgusting.”

“W-Wait!”

“Stay away from me.”

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[crystalelemental]

Unit Viability Speculation - Sygna Suit Lyra

And the other “must have” in my book, Lyra’s sygna suit with the adorable Celebi, who I love very much.

420 special attack.  Nice.  They knew.

ANYWAY, this is extra fucking funny because what the hell is your goal, Lyra?  Physical base attack, special sync, and Johto Pride.  So your main boosting passive...only works for your physical move.  Okay.  Neat.  Her trainer move is also just...Palentine’s Dawn’s.  +2 to both offensive stats and Gradual Healing, on a chosen target.  Which isn’t bad, but is a carbon copy.  Dire Hit All+ is nice.  And of course, the coveted Grassy Terrain is upon us.  So let’s start there.

Grass types finally, FINALLY get their boost, and is it worth it?!  There are a lot of Grass-types kicking around, and Lyra...actually serves as a support incredibly well to all of them.  Like, every single one is a good partner.  Because she can buff both offenses and crit.  Lyra’s an ideal option.  The only thing that can be considered a hangup is that some Grass-types also really want Sun.  So I do hope you got SS Morty for a frontline tank to make your Grass-type teams effectively immortal.  I didn’t.  I thought he would be okay to skip.  And now I have three Master Fairs to contend with.  Mistakes were made, kids.  Mistakes were made.

Anyway, Lyra got Johto Pride, which is the really strong physical attack buff for having multiple Johto units.  I’m not 100% sure how great this will be, most of the Johto units I can think of tend to be specially inclined, or are Kris, who really wants Aaron and a Rain setter.  Shoutouts to Bugsy, I guess.  Lyra gets to inflict trap, confuse, or flinch when she attacks, and Grassy Glide gets no gauge cost in Grassy Terrain, so this seems to be her technical use.  All interference is on the table for Celebi, and she’s just naturally strong with Pride, with no gauge consideration.  Turbo Turf 2 is just getting the move gauge sped up in Terrain.  But then there’s Ruthless 9.  Lowers one core stat by 2 when an attack move is successful.  She has Power Play.  Pog.

In base move damage, she has Mighty Friend 9 on her trainer move.  This is funny because, if self-buffing, she gets three stacks of physical moves up next.  I can’t recommend that, but it’s a possibility.  She also got Defense Crush 4, which is...funny but inconsistent.  For some reason, they split up the damage multipliers into specific forms of interference, which sucks because the selection of effect is random.  She also got Mind Games, which is just funny, but obviously setting up sync nuke.  She can be immune to status under Terrain, and has Grand Entry and Fierce Entry for +2 special attack/attack on entry to speed up her setup phase.

Without seeing her grid, I’m going to say it’s good.  My sole, serious hangup?  Why is it a special sync?  You gave her the Pride skill, this feels unnecessarily harsh.  Otherwise, her kit can do a lot, but it feels like she’s not the best at anything.  Max offense setup is 5 turns, that’s too slow to be independent, she needs a support partner to help out.  Her debuffs are okay, but Power Play requires -18 debuffs, and she can get, at most, -3 per attack, it’s too slow on its own.  It’ll do great in Gauntlet when she’s defensively supported, but in CS it feels like she’s going to have fantastic potential but need specific supports to accomplish her goal efficiently.  Still, Grassy Terrain is great, and I’m really, really looking forward to it.  And...kinda regretting not getting SS Morty.