#i think i need to get murdered for a sec or something my heart is gonna explode

[naenaex0xx]

dying

[feyburner]

This is part of a longer thing I may post on ao3 at some point but here’s some silly little Jaytim texting AU. I use this format as a writing warmup.

EDIT: This has been posted on AO3.

[Unknown] »

Hey. This is Jason. 

I have a favor to ask. You can say no.

« tim

uh

1. i’m aware of how favors work  

2. what is it?

« tim

?

« tim

hey are you like. good

J »

Yeah fine 

Sry. Rethinking this maybe

« tim

what, do you need a kidney or something?

i can’t give you a kidney.

i don’t have any organs to spare.

J »

What ? 

« tim

what’s the favor?

J »

I wouldn’t ask if it wasnt important

I’d ask Roy but hes in star city 

or Kori but shes off world

I tried dickhead but hes in haven. Cant get away tonight

« tim

yeah jason i get it lol

J »

So Im currently in the cargo hold of a private yacht

« tim

what >?

J »

We’re caught in the storm thats hitting the city its a whole thing. 

« tim

are you in the cargo hold of your own volition or did someone put you there

J »

So I dont think I can get back t

No its on purpose

« tim

hang on. you’re in gotham bay right now? in a boat?  

jason this storm is really bad.

it’s already sunk a houseboat and a fishing boat at the marina

J »

I dont think I can get back totown toni

Christ you type fast 

Shut up for a sec. Clam down

Clam*

*Calm fuck me

Thought I was gnna be back tonight but bc of storm its not looking great.

Can you feed my sourdough starter 

« tim

what

J »

4511 overhill apt 6D 

Key under the neighbors mat. 6H

« tim

hey to clarify. “its not looking great” ← what does that mean

J »

Starter is on counter. in glass jar 

Should just need one feeindg. Maybe 2. depending 

« tim

on???

J »

On wwhen I get back?

« tim

so you do plan on coming back

J »

Yeah timothy I’m in a boat not the heart of Mount Doom

« tim

yeah? vaders not there? so that means everything’s fine? 

J »

Did you

jst say Vader

As in Darth

« tim

??? 

J »

Oh my god

« tim

jason are you in peril or what.

J »

No im not in “peril” lol.

Did you see the thing I said about my sourddough starter

It needs to be fed

« tim

wtf is a sourdough starter

nvm i googled it

J »

Its a live bacteria colony you use to m 

Oh ok

Yeah so it just needs 50g lukewarm water + 50g flour

Theres a scale next to the jar

Stir until it looks like hummus

Put lid back on

The end

« tim

the internet says if you put it in the fridge it doesn’t need daily feedings

J »

Sure. But that would mess up my bread schedule

« tim

your bread schedule 

J »

Man are gyou gonna fuckin feed Breadie Mercury or should I find someone else

« tim

im already en route. 

J »

Oh

Ok

Thank you.

Wtf dont text and motorbike  

« tim

how about you dont text and Sinking Boat

J »

Hey its not like I’m gonna cause a boat crash

« tim

i was stopped at a red light 😐

anwyay i’m at your place.

1. why do you not have a security system. when you said key under the neighbor’s mat i thought you were joking. 

2. how warm is lukewarm

J »

1. I’m the security system

« tim

just rolled my eyes so hard it actually physically hurt

J »

God youre annoying

2. ? Its lukewarm

« tim

ohhhhh thanks! that’s so helpful :) here i am trying not to murder your incredibly important bacteria colony that i just drove across town for but no thats great jason very descriptive thanks :) 

J »

Like warm but not too wram, nothing you’d want to take a bath in

Can you fucking

I TYPE SLOW.

« tim

ok.

[Image Attached]

he is fed

J »

Thanks man.

Sincerely.

« tim

so hows the cargo hold going

still intact i assume? 

J »

Mostly ya

« tim

pardon? 

J »

Slight leakage. Nothing major

« tim

oh? are you a boatologist now? 

i dont think you’re qualified to judge that?

J »

Moving right past “boatologist” out of the goodness of my heart.

Chill lol. If it was rly bad thered probably be some sort of alar

Hm.

« tim

did an alarm just start going off

J »

Dont worry about it

« tim

im not. 

did it though

also which yacht? im in the marinas scheduling dtabase

blue miracle, serendipity, carp-e diem? which one

« tim

jason?

« tim

if this is a joke it’s not funny

oh cool you’re not on comms either. great.

hey if youre dead again and i just fed your stupid starter for nothing im gonna be soooo mad just fyi

« tim

ugh.

*

J »

Hey

Thanks again for the

I’m not gonna say “save” bc I was doinf just fine on my own.

But thanks for the backup.

Lmk when youre home

Nope sorry lol you dont have to do that.

Night.

« tim

home

J »

Also I just saw your messaages from

Ah. 👍

From earlier. 

« tim

you mean from when you said “huh, this boat seems to be filling with water” and then disappeared? those messages? 

J »

Those were not my exact words.

« tim

right. your exact words contained somehow even less information 

J »

Shut up

I just wanted to 

You know. Youre the only one who jokes about it

The only one in the family I mean

your family, I mean

The bats.

« tim

? 

the only one who jokes about what

J »

Me being dead

« tim

oh. 

ok. well

its not like. actually funny to me. i was just annoyed. sorry i guess

J »

No thats not 

Tim. Shut up.

I dont mind. I like that one of you does. 

Its better than people talking around it. Like its this big shameful thing I did.

One of many

If I mention it in front of dickhead he does the face

the :~{ face

« tim

wow its uncanny

uh. for the record. 

i don’t think that’s the reason people talk around it

if im correct in thinking that by “people” you mean “one specific person whose name rhymes with Rat Can” 

 

J »

Yeah well

I just

Christ never mind. Im sorry. You are not the person to be sayign this to.

Im gonna shut the fuck up I think. 

Goodnight.

« tim

oh what, you can’t talk to me about being dead bc of that one time you tried to kill me? 

and failed btw :/ 

J »

Tim

Not to be so unchill

But you know how me being dead isnt actaully funny to you

« tim

…got it. sorry

J »

No. don’t apologize to me

Ever

I’m serious 

« tim

like for anything? 

what if i killed breadie mercury 

J »

You didnt. He is thriving

« tim

he is?

wait. really?

you can tell?

J »

[Image Attached]

Hes doubled in size since you fed him.

« tim

whoa

J »

Yup. Thanks again for thattoo.

*that too

Its stupid but hes kinda my son.

« tim

wouldn’t he technically be like, 10 billion sons

J »

He is my 10 billion sons.

« tim

lolol

wow. why am i so pleased hes thriving lol 

J »

Right

« tim

jeez

i was so worried about the water temp

google said lukewarm is 98-105 so i did 98 to be safe

J »

You used a thermometer? 

« tim

your instructions were vague!

i didnt want to kill your bacteria colony!

J »

Thanks Tim.

« tim

? you already said that lol

i gotta pass out btw

glad you didnt die: the sequel in a yacht

that would have been so cringe

night jason

J »

Night

*

J »

You up?

« tim

obviously

why

J »

Could use your eyes on something.

[Image Attached]

« tim

morse code but the dots and dashes are reversed and its spelling backwards in russian, ASTITP AYALEB AVD RTSIRP → PRISTR DVA BELAYA PTITSA → PIER TWO WHITE BIRD

J »

Bc it looks like morse but its not, its kind of scrambl 

Ok jesus christ . 

30 seconds? Seriously? Fuck me

Can I hire you? Jesus lol

« tim

that depends. do you pay more than batman?

J »

The fuck? Does he pay you guys now?

« tim

no.

J »

Then yes. I do pay more than batman.

« tim

how much more

J »

One coffee per codebreak? 

« tim

:\

J »

Two coffees per codebreak

Two and a loaf of sourdough

« tim

sourdough from breadie mercury?

J »

Ya

« tim

done

J »

Damn. I feel like you should have higher standards

« tim

i mean i was already gonna do it for free

now i have successfully negotiated coffee & sustenance 

im on a roll. nothing but Ws 

J »

Ws?

« tim

its young people slang you wouldn’t get it ❤️

J »

I am barely 3 years older htan you.

It could be argued, considering certain events, that we’re basically the same age.

« tim

and yet you text like an old, old man

J »

I do not

Would you rather I texted like “idk brb lmao roflcopter”

« tim

ROFLCOPTER?

oh my god. ohhhhhh jason. oh my god

that is absolutely not what the kids are saying these days. oh my god

J »

Ok you know what. At least I know Mount Doom isnt a Star Wars thing

« tim

? 

oh, is it star trek? 

J »

I’m 99% sure youre antagonizing me on purpose

But have you seriously not read or watched Lord of the Rings

« tim

no i have not.

J »

Hm.

« tim

what

J »

Nothing.

« tim

……….what

*

« tim

did you NARC on me

to BRUCE

about LORD OF THE RINGS?????

J »

I don’t know what you’re talking about.

« tim

WHY DO I NOW HAVE 3 SEPARATE SUNDAY AFTERNOON “HOUSE MEETINGS” BLOCKED OFF IN MY CALENDAR, JASON? 

WHY ARE THEY EACH 4 HOURS LONG?

WHY ARE THEY LABELED “CULTURAL EDUCATION (MANDATORY)”? 

J »

I can’t pretend to know what goes on in B’s mind.

That said, I have reason to believe he and Alfred take lotr pretty seriously.

« tim

its a TWELVE HOUR MOVIE

about GOBLINS

J »

I’m not gonna respond to that bc I know youre just lashing out.

« tim

if youve sentenced me to 12 hours of a movie i hate i’m gonna hack everything you own. 

im gonna mass text the entire cape wearers community the footage of that time condiment king kicked your ass so bad he felt guilty and offered to personally help you out of the mustard pool 

J »

What the fuck

How do you fuckig know about ?????? that???????? 

Not that ithahpened 

What hefuckk ??

« tim

ooooooooo you better hope i love these goblins!

J »

Why are you?? evil??

« tim

you should have killed me when you had the chance!!

sorry.

J »

Its ok. That one was pretty funny tbh.

Oh hm shouldnt have laughed just then. Bad timing on my part

Brb

« tim

uh

« tim

ok…….. getting reports of a “disturbance” at pier two…….. 

« tim

sorry were you texting me *mid-standoff* with the russian mafia

« tim

ugh.

*

« tim

you know tracking your location would be so much easier if i didn’t have to hack into your comm sys every time

luckily your encryption is garbage but still. its 2 minutes of my life i wont get back.

J »

Not sure I recall giving you permission to track my location?

« tim

oh i’m sorry. next time i will simply leave you to go down with a texas oil magnate’s incredibly tacky yacht, or get swiss cheesified by mobsters 

J »

Hey I wrapped up the russians myself 

« tim

yeah? 

J »

…

Yeah….

« tim

so you thought the 12-minute universal signal jam was the act of a benevolent god? 

J »

:-|

« tim

im just saying it would be significantly more efficient if you agreed to a tracker

just one little tracker. you wouldn’t even notice it’s there.

think of all the time and energy you’d save me

J »

I feel the need to point out that you don’t have to repeatedly hack my comms system.

« tim

i mean it’s that or monitor sightings on the gocitizen app

i have an algo that texts relevant pings to me, which is super helpful for when i want an inbox full of random people talking about how hot you are. less helpful for literally every other circumstance 

J »

Uh

What

« tim

how hot *red hood is. to clarify

in their opinion

the people’s opinion

J »

?

« tim

the people of gotham city

J »

The people of Gotham city do not think Red Hood is hot lol

« tim

wait 

i cant tell if you’re being serious

J »

Uh? Yeah Im being serious? Lol tf

Why would they think hes hot 

They dont think Batman is hot 

« tim

o…kay…

huh.

how to… hmm

J »

Like nightwing sure

And the girls. Bc of objectification of women

« tim

oh wow

J »

Red Robin. If i had to guess

But when people see Hood its definitely not… that kind of response lol

« tim

what kind of response, exactly

J »

You know like saying “Hey Hood youre hot” 

« tim

oh, wow. 

okay. ummm

hmm. one sec.

J »

?

« tim

check your email 

J »

Ok…? 

J »

Oh my fucking god.

« tim

yeah

J »

Oh my god?

« tim

yeah

J »

This document is fucking 45 pages long?

« tim

its everything from the past 30 days yeah

J »

The past

Whaht the fuck

Ok some of these people definitely got hit by Poison Ivy.

This is . Tim wtf. I havent even heard of some of this stuff. 

« tim

oof are you on page 14

J »

Im on page 3???

« tim

oh my god

J »

What the fuck

Please please tell me its not like this for Batman too

Tim

« tim

its not like this for batman :)

J »

Ok. Jesus. I would genuinely have to move cities.

« tim

its worse :)

J »

Oh what the fuck

Oh my fucking god page 14.

You get this shit TEXTED to you?????

Ohm ygod. You read this?????

« tim

i mean

no

i glance at it

for security purposes.

i dont like, read it read it

anyway did you seriously not know? haha

J »

No??? Again its not like people tell me

« tim

yeah but

like

theres a certain level of objectivity involved, here

yknow

sorry im trying to find a non awkward way to be like “have you looked in a mirror lately” 

« tim

sorry

that was in fact awkward!

nvm

just let me know if you’d be ok with the tracker. its fine if not

i was mostly joking about the hacking

J (From Work) »

No you weren’t.

« tim

no i wasnt

i dont mind though. its like a brain teaser

anyway im going dark for patrol, later

*

J (From Work) »

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Question. why is the average Gotham citizen a raging horndog 

« tim

oh my god

you know i can tell you searched “red robin hot” right

J (From Work) »

Figured it was only fair

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This persons got some mad zoom lens skills

I’d think it was you, if it wasnt, yknow, you

« tim

wow. that is certainly a photo of my ass

…a stellar photo of my ass. wow. 

do you have a direct link? i gotta send this to steph

J (From Work) »

goctz.app/user/3824973/post/29348230df3

Haha

I kinda thought you and blondie broke up

back on again?

« tim

no lol we are very much just friends

she has a thing going with someone who shall remain nameless but suffice to say it’s Going

anyway we just send each other gocitizen vigilante ass shots 

its a whole genre

they’re like trading cards

J (From Work) »

Guess everyone’s got a hobby?

« tim

the only rule is no nightwing

J (From Work) »

Do I want to know why

« tim

he accounts for a frankly overwhelming percentage of vigilante ass shots

so its too easy

you’d THINK we’d have a no-batman rule, because ew, but due to the cape and his sixth sense for cameras pointed at him, a qualifying shot is actually extremely rare. 

← only guy who ever managed to take quality photos of batman 

anyway, we put it to a vote. i lost.

J (From Work) »

A vote between you and Steph? 

You lost a 50/50 vote?

« tim

i dont wanna talk about it.

J (From Work) »

Right. 

So what I’m getting from this is you have Red Hood ass shots in your phone.

« tim

no

J (From Work) »

No?

« tim

well

J (From Work) »

Yeah?

« tim

we don’t like, save them

that would be weird

we just notify each other. professionally, as colleagues 

and keep an ongoing points tally

thats all

so i do not currently have photos of your ass in my phone. thank you

J (From Work) »

How many points is my ass worth

« tim

i hate everything about this conversation

J (From Work) »

Its 100% your own fault, answer the question

« tim

if you must know. 

points are awarded based on a series of objective scoring criteria.

J (From Work) »

Uh huh. Like what

« tim

technical excellence

composition. lighting and color balance. 

dynamism 

J (From Work) »

Dynamism…

« tim

creativity

umm

emotional impact

and 

subject matter

J (From Work) »

I see.

« tim

ok i know it sounds bad

J (From Work) »

It sounds fucking hysterical Im near tears 

« tim

but if you think abou

oh

okay, well, great

J (From Work) »

I’ll let you know if I stumble on any more. 

Or is that cheating

« tim

its totally cheating

please do

J (From Work) »

You got it red. 👍

« tim

:)

[starberry-cupcake]

I could have just gone ahead and finished the book, but I adult life is interrupting so I stopped mid-fight and that's what you're getting, since I think it'll be a more sensible length this way.

previously, in gideon the ninth

this happened (also, this is the tag for all of the stuff)

currently, somewhere before ending the penultimate chapter, I think:

WELL, WELL, WELL

GUESS WHO WAS RIGHT ABOUT DULCINEA DEL TOBOSO SORAYA MONTENEGRO SEPTIMUS

I GOT YOU, BITCH

YOU DIDN'T GET PAST ME

ok, let's back it up a bit, but I needed to get that out of my chest for a sec

out of my guts, like the key she hid in the 5th necro bride's body

(too soon)

anyway, after yandere simulator w/inner chad left the room, gideon, harrowbean and my qp wife realized palmolive was gone

and everyone knows where he went because his dick has been a compass the whole time

or, like gideon puts it, he's been a weenie

camilla, the light in the dark, the sun to my moon, tells gideon and harrow that palmolive has been corresponding with dulcinea since he was like 8 and she was like 15 and he's been in love with her the whole time

and that he's made his lifelong purpose to save her life

there are many levels of Issues here

but at this point, we don't have time to unpack any suitcases

all this just proves to me that camilla has been carrying all the weight of the world on her shoulders even more, but anyway

they also feel confused as to why dulcinea has been ghosting palmolive massively since HE PROPOSED TO HER

palmolive, my man, my dude, just...what the fuck is your life

what are you doing, my guy

anyway, I immediately started thinking some soul possessing or some stuff like that could be going on, like she's not herself, but there's no time to theorize much

gideon feels terrible because she's been flirting with dulcinea in front of palmolive's salad all along and says something like "why do I have to be so attractive?" to which harrow answers something like "if you weren't, people would deck you after 5 minutes" which is a very good read

so gideon goes to find palmolive and he stops her with necro magic and enters dulcinea's room and outs her as the murderer

who is surprised??? not me, of course

so, basically, ducinea The Real One died at some point before arriving like protozoa, and this bitch here is a previous lyctor whose name I cannot remember so we will call her not!dulcinea

the real dulcinea was the other roasted body in the furnace

and protozoa was killed by her also which, again, the sword through the heart was a good indicator it wasn't an accident, but harrow was the only one who saw the body

non!dulcinea is a lyctor of the seventh that served the emperor and did the soul slurping thingy and already has her cav within her ("inside her" sounds...not great)

and she wanted to stir some shit up to get the man of the hour to show up and get revenge and whatnot

the emperor, coming back to canaan house from some holidays that took longer than he expected

it's not totally clear, because there's still a lot we don't know, but it sounds a bit like a toxic relationship with an authority figure

palmolive then proceeds to immolate himself like superman going super solar flare, but not being able to heal himself after, unlike superman

after that, all hell breaks loose

not!dulcinea tries to kill gideon

camilla tries to kill not!dulcinea

harrow also enters the fight and brings gideon's sword

like, the real one

you can hear the audience cheering when she catches her sword like it was filmed in front of a live studio audience

gideon and harrow team up against the mega massive monster junji ito concoction that killed isaac

they do the mind mesh thingy

harrow unlocks a new power

like in the sims

she also passes out for a bit

gideon gets her knee and shoulder fucked up

camilla is amazing and does amazing things

non!dulcinea seems to be too tough to win against

yandere simulator twin w/inner chad enters the chat

they fight like goku and vegeta for a while but non!dulcinea ends up using her like a battery

which is, to me, the revenge of duracell bunny nephew from beyond the veil or wherever he went

like, poetic cinema fate

I have no idea where regina george twin is at this point

last we saw of her, she was crying in a corner

which, mood tbh

so, where I left off for now, we've got three survivors accounted for: gideon, harrowbean and my qp wife, there's a lost twin somewhere in there and then there's yandere simulator twin being used as a charging pad by non!dulcinea

I want to take a moment to point out something, though

I want to briefly point out how MASSIVELY FUCKED UP EVERYONE WAS COMING INTO THIS

like, harrow was "oh no, we mustn't let people know you're not actually my cavalier and that I puppeteered my parents and that there's a frozen barbie in the ninth" and gideon was "oh no, I mustn't let people know I'm not a ninth cav and I don't use a rapier and I have a complicated relationship with my necro"

and everyone else LITERALLY EVERYONE ELSE WAS BEYOND FUCKED UP

maybe the second weren't because they were ignorant asshats, but EVERYONE WAS MESSED UP

NOBODY HERE WAS FINE

you got the third, with a non necro princess and a feral real necro doing the work of both and chad as their support, look how that turned out so far

the fourth, who weren't tall enough to reach the top shelf and weren't even allowed their keys

the fifth who knew too much so they were goners after throwing a party

the sixth, with a guy who had the hots for a woman twice his age that he had a grey's anatomy fantasy to save that powered his entire reason to be there (and a cav who didn't use the right equipment but is great 10/10 no notes)

the seventh, who's THIS MESS

and the eight, who were doing the creepiest thing possible at all times and couldn't even do it properly

the only ones here who came in without dirty laundry were the second and that's why they were easy targets

everyone else was shady af

the best reality show you've ever watched

anyway, see you for the next one when we'll know who wins between one old lyctor and 3 bad bitches (or 4, if yandere twin is still alive, or 5 if regina george twin shows up again)

[zombifiedheartg]

May I please request poly yandere total drama cody and Noah throughout the seasons? Or just a general story when/how they kidnapped their darling and when the darling wakes up?

of course! <3 thanks so much for requesting ! not too proud of this, i really hope you liked it though! i'm so sorry if it isn't exactly what you asked for :(

yandere poly!noco x reader . .

song⤹˚ ; pretty boy by tv girl

cw : un-consensual drug use, kidnapping, gaslighting, manipulation, guilt-tripping, basic yandere behaviour.

cody and noah are kind of different as yanderes, noah gaslights you, and cody guilt-trips you. they do argue like an old married couple about you though, cody thinks you need space, and noah thinks that'd just give you a chance to run off.

cody's paranoid, but noah is much more paranoid than he'd like to admit.

but they love eachother, and their love for you is stronger than any other feeling they've had. you're a need to them.

and they'd do anything to keep you close by them.

୭ 🧷 ✧ ˚. ᵎᵎ 🎀

geoff had been hosting a reunion party for the contestants, and noah and cody thought this was the perfect chance! you were a sweetheart, of course you were gonna attend. even if you didn't have too.

you looked amazing as usual.

noah and cody were the only few people that you really talked with after the show, so you immediately went to them. you three talked for a bit, well you mainly talked. the two boys looked at you with dreamy stares the entire time along with occasional nods to make it seem like they were listening.

''oh, watch my drink for a sec?'' you handed noah the red solo cup, before turning to lindsay who was waving you over.

it was just too easy, the pill he slipped in wasn't harmful, you were just gonna pass out for a bit, and land directly into their arms..

after lindsay, bless her heart, talked your ear off for a little bit, you walked back to the boys with that smile they've grown too fond of. almost immediately, you took a sip of your now dosed drink.

of course it took a few moments to kick in, you started to see black spots surround your vision after maybe, five minutes? and before you knew it, you dropped. thankfully, cody catching you.

''oh my god, are they okay?'' bridgette spoke worriedly, ''probably just had a bit too much to drink, right, noah?'' cody slightly stumbled over his words, looking at noah for help.

''yeah. don't worry, we'll drive them home.'' noah reassured, putting your limp arm around his shoulder. ''are you two sober enough, though?'' bridgette felt a weird stir in her stomach, something about this wasn't right.

''we're fine.'' cody said with a bit of harshness in his tone.

''..okay.'' she sighed defeatedly.

after what felt like hours, you started to wake up, your vision starting to unblur as you looked around your unfamiliar surroundings, were you dosed? god, who could've done such a thing? were you gonna get murdered?

panicked thoughts ran through your mind as you became more aware.

the more you started to get conscious, the more you realized how much your wrists were hurting.

you blinked a few times trying to see clearer before realizing your wrists were bound by a zip-tie, digging painfully into your skin, it'll probably leave a mark.

''oh, they're finally awake! cody!'' you recognized that montoned voice. it was unusually cheery and you didn't expect to hear that voice at all.

cody had fallen asleep against noah's shoulder waiting for you to wake up, the two were sitting on the floor infront of you.

cody rubbed the sleep away from his eyes before looking at you with a bright smile.

''took you long enough.'' noah smirked, ''noah? cody?'' you were dumbfounded. these were your friends, the two people you trusted with your life.

you grimaced as your head started to pound, ''um, sorry, one of the side effects were headaches..'' cody apologized with a sheepish grin. ''should go away soon, though!'' he said quickly afterwards.

''god, i'm so glad you're here though! my two favorite people in the same room, wow.'' he beamed, hugging you and noah close. you stood completely still in shock, not know how to respond, it was moving so fast. so many things you were questioning in your head, going over habits you looked past with them.

''you should get comfy though, you're probably gonna be here for a bit..'' noah reminded.

''it'll be easy though, three lovebirds finally all together.''

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[kidnap-the-series]

EP 1 - Real Stunt (Part 2)

Your daddy issues are showing.

I don't even have to say anything anymore.

Perfect place and timing - dark alleyway and drunk boy

As if min hadn't already fallen in love, this one is the last strike.

Wow! Min that was so damn quick of you to hide your face after he pretty much analysed all of your facial features. Min is lucky Q was drunk. Get Min out of here, he is not made for the criminal life.

Ok this is where I start noticing Q is pretty clever. He noticed that one of them left and then made his move to tackle Min.

Pls he is just like 'if I cannot escape from here, I will just annoy him till he let's me go'

Was the chin grab necessary?? Coz why is it so hot?

It's the way Q notices that Min is pretty amateur and this probably is his first time kidnapping. He goes straight to try and negotiate with him. I'm just impressed because anyone's usual reaction would be to panic but Q remains relatively calm the entire time.

Ya'll can't just change a kidnapping job to a murder job so casually.

Even if we know Min is not going to shoot, the tension build-up here was pretty good.

Overall, this was a solid 1st ep. It sets up the plot pretty well. I wasn't expecting things to go that quickly. I assumed the entire first ep would be the background for the kidnapping and that the actual kidnapping would take place in the later episodes. But, this pace is fine for me.

Also, heart eyes from ep 1. Like i said in the introduction post, I love romantic stuff and that's usually why I'm watching shows for. I just need stuff that makes me feel giddy and make me want to kick my feet. So, usually I find the first few eps pretty boring considering none of those stuff is there. But, Kidnap is just perfect for me.

I also wanted to talk about Min's backstory. It is the societal issue of how poverty pushes people to take desperate actions and as a result cause harm to the society. These kind of people are seen as the villains of the society when they are just working hard because of something they can't even control. Also, once you enter these kind of jobs, it becomes very very difficult to get out. Especially for people like Min, even if he never does anything like this again, the guilt is going to eat him.

I think that's pretty much it for ep 1.

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

The ring of truth

You had just put Iruma to bed when you noticed his ring glowing faintly. Your eyes narrowed. Sullivan had said Iruma would be fine wearing the Ring of Gluttony.... but you were a parent, and you often worried.

There was something active inside it. You just knew it. And if it dares to hurt your child, you would tear it to shreds. Carefully, you lifted Iruma's hand up, examining the ring more closely.

Had you let something attach itself to your baby unknowingly? You growled lowly. "I know you're in there...come out." To your surprise, a tiny demon popped out.

Quickly, you snatched it by the legs holding them upside-down. "Hey! Watch the suit!" It's tiny body squirms and thrashes in your iron grip. You silently fumed.

"Little demon, I am not pleased." This seems to gain their attention quickly. "Hey now, there's no need to be angry. Let's calm down, yeah? You can call me Ali!"

You stared at Ali, something was oddly familiar about him. You couldn't really place it. "Mmm, yes, let's have a nice chat, Ali. Starting with what your relationship is with my baby." You squeezed his legs.

The demon squirms some more. "Eh he," Your eyes murderous at this point. "You're not going to lie. You're not going to get away with half truths. You're gonna sing your little heart out."

His single eye stares at you in shock! "Now wait, just a sec -" You start shaking him in no mood for arguments. "Gah- ok ok, I'll talk. Stop already. I'm gonna be sick!" You stopped.

"Good cause you're gonna be a ring of truth for me from now on, little demon. And if I think that for a second you're lying... well, let's just say you'll have new living arrangements."

Ali swallowed. "Ah, you can be very scary, you know." Sweat dripping down him. "For my baby's safety, I can be anything." You respond back smoothly. "Now stop stalling and talk."

[mystique-roses5]

Hello! this is my first ever ticci toby writing, so i hope its good! 😅

Warning: Murder, a tiny bit of stalking, and that's it.

Masterlist

Night shift.

(Not sure who the artist is, if you know tell me so I can give credit.)

Beautiful warm dark brown eyes. Has a nicely trimmed beard. 5'10. Pale skin, more on the thin side. Dark brown hair with little highlights. Maybe around 22 - 26. Always seems to have bruises and scars on him.

That's who I see everytime im there. He orders the same thing, black coffee. I've been wondering about him for awhile, he always comes in looking like he just got beat up. There was also times he would come in with another guy who also seems like he's hurt. But I dont say anything.

Usually when he comes in he's very silent. I would greet him like, "Welcome, if you need anything just tell me!". He would respond with this "Mm" like he's acknowledging me, but brushing me off at the same time. When he comes to the counter to order the coffee that's when I finally get to here his voice.

His voice was pretty deep, and husky. Its the kind of deep that would send a girl to her knees and make her heart flutter. Hearing that voice took me back a little, I mean with how he looks it fits him well, but it did startle me a little bit.

I gave him his coffee and as he was about to pay me he stopped and stared at me. I was confused and asked "is anything wrong?". He didn't say anything, he just stared at me. I started to feel a little uneasy. So i stood there, waiting, i was starting to think about how uncomfortable and awkward this is. Then all of a sudden he asks me something. He asks, "What's your name?". I was taken back for a second, but then answered.

That's when i found out his name. "My name is toby." he said. I answered with "Its nice to meet you toby!", he just gave me a nod and got his money out of his pockets and left. As I was packing up to go home, I seen something, in the woods. Staring at me. It was a tall figure with what looked like orange goggles, and a mask. I started to feel scared, so I stayed in the store and was debating whether or not I should call the police. After about a minute I tried to get my phone, but then I realized it wasn't in my purse, so I checked the counter and it wasn't there either.

That's when i realized, its gone. Not gone as in I lost it, but it must have been taken away. I started to race my mind thinking back on who could have had it. But then I remembered that I left to go to the bathroom for a sec while that guy was in here, what was his name? Toby? That had to have been it.

I saw the figure start to walk closer to the store, looking at me, but then I saw what he had on him, two hatchets. That's when I started to book it to the other end of the store. I was going to try and run to the back door. But before I could make it, i looked behind me and there he was, the man was right behind me carrying this hatchet that looked brand new.

I tried to get out the back door but the door knob was busted. So I did the next thing that I thought was apparently a great idea. "Please! Dont hurt me!" I say pleadingly as I get on my hands and knees. He stares at me. But as he was staring, I could clearly see he was smiling underneath the mask, because the mask was slightly going up.

That's when I realized there was no way out. As I tried to crawl away, he grabs me by my ankles and rolls me on my back. He pushed his boot right into my stomach, causing me to scream and cry out for help.

When I looked up I saw him swing his hatchet, and everything went dark.

Masterlist

[quodekash]

its 7 in the morning, i have a little time, lets roll (the commentary for just this one episode is gonna be a mess lmao)

FLASHBACK TIMEEE

little baby gun wearing glasses- hes so tinyyyy

I LOVE HERRRR

THE SONGGGGG

oh my gosh its not city its a silly song about a bullfrog i love this

aw mannnn he was jokinggggg

i love how theyre speeding up some bits, but other parts theyre adding more detail because it works better for the characters

CITYYYYYY

"im sorry, bro" I LOVE HIS ENGLISH WORDS

I NEED TO KNOW MORE ABOUT THIS UNIVERSE POR, WHY IS HE NOT FLUENT IN THAI

CAPTAIN PORRRR

and so the captaincy begins

good luck por

IMAGINARY TINN IMAGINARY TINN IMAGINARY TINN

IMAGINARY GUN SCENES ARE MY FAVOURITES

IMAGINARY GUNNNNNNN

i love forth so much hes such a good actor i love him i love him

tinn's little chants and then the ear blows like its some kind of magic spell RHJBGH

WAIT A SEC IT JUST OCCURRED TO ME

SOUNDWIN HAVE SWITCHED

DOES THAT MEAN SOUND IS THE ONE TO CONSTANTLY FALL ASLEEP IN CLASS??

pls let that be the case

i could have so many thoughts and headcanons if that's the case

GIJREKDBG I LOVE THAT BOTH SOUND AND WIN ARE HERE FOR THE EXAM PASSING STUFF

YO WITH THE DISBANDING NONSENSE

also win's expressions and mannerisms and stuff are gonna be excellent for an in depth analysis of sound later

i know ive done a million in depth analyses of sound

but you can never have too many

"i feel at ease now" "i somehow feel like we're getting a full score" i love this so much, i love them so much

CHINZHILLAAAAA

"will he have time for us?" "OF COURSE" this is so funny and amazing and perfect and all the good words

cos theyre literally in the same room. why wouldnt he hear them? and they needed to progress the plot. and gun would do that, whereas tinn wouldnt actually say anything.

I JUST LOVE IT SO MUCH

"dont doubt nosy guys like us" lmao theyre not even trying to think about a cover story, just 'hey, you know we're nosy.'

I LOVE THAT SOUND IS SPEAKING UP MORE OFTEN BC HE'S THE WIN IN THIS SCENARIO HFBGHRB

I LOVE HIM SO MUCH

COMFORT CHARACTER GO BRRRR

okay ive finished 2/4 and now i need to go again

IM BACK! to you guys that was no time at all, for me that was 12 painful hours

my friend went further ahead than me and sent me a few clips and hOLY HELL i have felt like im missing out ALL DAY

BUT WE'RE HERE NOW

EWVOUSDLV

THE HEART GRAPH SCENE BUT REVERSED GRBGHDB THEY MAKE ME SO HAPPY

ITS LIKE EXACTLY THE SAME

BUT ITS DIFFERENT BECAUSE THEYRE DIFFERENT PEOPLE

GIUEJSBD I LOVE IT

"i didnt mean to kiss you" PFFFFT GBRSDHXGB I LOVE THIS

GHREBDFG ALL OF THE FRIENDS SITTING AT THE TABLE

1. I LOVE ALL THEIR GROUP DYNAMICS SO MUCH

2. THE WAY THEYRE ALL WHINING AND COMPLAINING AND TALKING OVER EACH OTHER LIKE LITTLE KIDS GBFDGHBH

"I DONT HAVE ANY!" you dont have any.

like. what.

you have. no food?

h- how-

"if youre hungry, go eat somewhere else" damn bro

i do like that gun has kept his temper tho

theyre the same people as the originals, just in different situations and with different contributing factors and i could think about this for so long i love this so much holy hell

"why did you invite them" "my friends are stupid" i mean, is he wrong?

THE PARALLEL OF TINN/GUN YELLING AT GUN/TINN AND POR/TIW TAKING THEM AWAY FROM THE GROUP AND SAYING "thats your baby" GEHRSBGD

HIS EYES GOT SO SUDDENLY WIDE WHAT THE HELL

I NEARLY FELL OFF MY BED

TIW IS SO SILLY IN THIS UNIVERSE

I LOVE IT SO MUCH

I LOVE SILLY TIW

omg all of them chanting 'hot pot'- its like little children begging for mcdonalds

poor gun and por have to deal with these children

i love them

GUYS WHY ARE YOU LAUGHING SO EVILLY

YOU FORGET, THE PEOPLE BEHIND YOU ARE IDIOTS

THEYRE GONNA THINK YOURE PLOTTING THEIR MURDER OR SOMETHING

either that or they just. wont notice the very loud evil laughter coming from the corner.

both options are equally plausible.

oh they got louder

i think they noticed

OHHHH, THIS IS WHERE THE MOTORBIKE SCENE IS FROMMMMM

SOUNDS MOTORBIKE- COS SOUND WOULD HAVE THE MOTORBIKE IN THIS VERSION, NOT WIN

GRJBDGJEBRD

my brain is playing the freaking soundwin motorbike scene but with the roles reversed and im-

HEARTLIMING NOW IM THINKING OF HEARTLIMING

SOUNDWINDIDITFIRST

theyre really just copying from soundwin even in different universes, damn

why does sound have little boots on his keychain

gotta love the (not at all) subtle advertisement

SOUNDWINDIDITFIRSTSOUNDWINDIDITFIRSTSOUNDWINDIDITFIRST

ITS LIKE SHOT-FOR-SHOT THE EXACT SAME SCENE

THEYRE NOT EVEN TRYING TO BE ORIGINAL ANYMORE, THEY KNOW SOUNDWIN IS BETTER

no hate to tinngun, i love them

but also. soundwin.

SOUNDWIN STUDY SCENE YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYES MY FRIEND TOLD ME ABOUT THIS

this is gonna be entirely keysmashes

holy hell

the question is: am i gonna survive this

THE WAY WIN IS LOOKING AT SOUND

BOY YOURE WHIPPED AS FU-

"sounds studying mode. how cute!" HEEEEELLLPPP

and yes, i am aware, this scene is tinngun did it first. and yes. its also basically frame for frame. but soundwin did it first in most cases so i stand by this

GU4OEBSDJL

DUDE THATS A LONG FREAKING TIME

HOW DO YOU SIT FOR THAT LONG

holy hell i cant wait for my sound adhd hcs to finally be justified

sorry i have to keep pausing it so that i can just. take a sec. and process what's just happened.

and also to get out the million streams of thoughts that pop into my head

so yeah

THESE EPISODES ARE GONNA BE GREAT FOR AGGRESSIVELY ANALYSING ALL OF MY BOYS GERDJHGBF I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

FREAKING.👏 MOOD.👏

THEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDSTHEHANDS

I NEED HELP

WIN'S LITTLE SMILE- IM DYING MY HEART IS EXPLODING MY SOUL IS IN THE ROOF HELP

SATANGS VOICE IS SO CUTE WHEN HE GOES NA NA NA NA NAAA

I LOVE HIM

guess who just squeak-squealed

me

they freaking played the freaking no one else like me track

and i know they play it over every important soundwin moment

but its like

directed at sound

rather than from sound

like. as if the song is coming from win's brain and not sounds.

like. as if. as if win sings the song in this universe.

SERIOUSLY I NEED IT SO MCUH

I KNOW IT HAPPENED IN MY SCHOOL PRESIDENT LIVE ON STAGE

BUT IT NEVER HAPPENED IN THE ACTUAL SERIES

AND IF IT HAPPENS HERE THEN THERE'S A CHANCE THAT ITLL BE ON SPOTIFY

PLEASE I NEED IT

DESPERATELY

GIMME

i think ive ascended into another plane of existence

i cannot- how do you- how does function

TIWPOR

GJERBSG

desperately hoping for more than crumbs, that they actually commit to the tiwpor in this version

(which i know they do because of the clips my friend sent me and im so excited to experience this firsthand)

omg

this part

my friend sent me this part

i think im going to explode

GOUERJHDGOIJBERNO;FDGLJKNV4OERIJDFBGNOI4ELRJDNGIO34HEIRDGOIH34ERDIOGHK34ERPOIDLKGN34EIORDGNV3EIO4RDJNGO3IE4RHNDGOI4EHRINDNG9OIH3N4ERO8DIGH340IEORHG0IO34BERDOB

PLEASE

IT DOESNT FEEL REAL

HELP

HE SAID IT

HE SAID THE THING

AND TIW'S SWEET LITTLE INNOCENT FACE- WHAT THE HELLLLLL

I AM DYINGGGGG

tiwpor exist

they actually exist

"i like it" "you like me?" EGIRBJKS

COS TIW, BEING TIW AND NOT POR, IS NOT SUPER OBLIVIOUS AND INNOCENT

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

"ill teach you later." "promise me, okay?" BRO THEYRE PLANNING A DATE. THATS WHAT THIS IS. THIS IS A DATE. WHAT THE HELL.

THE PINKIES

AND COME CLOSER PLAYING IN THE BACKGROUND

JUST STAB ME IN THE HEART ALREADY

I LOVE THEM SO MUCH

AND THEY JUST. STAND THERE LIKE THAT.

even the camera angle is exactly the same as the original. i swear they just filmed this on the same day. surely. its so similar.

also random thought: WHERE THE HELL IS MY BOY JORN

PUT YOUR HEAD ON HIS HANDS

PLEASE PUT YOUR HEAD ON HIS HANDS

por speaking english >>>>>>

lets. lets not get into that territory.

we dont need daddy kinks, thank you very much.

i cant explain it but i love the way theyre standing

win with his arms crossed

sound with hands on hips

its very Dads of them

mood

HUGS ALL ROUND

TINNGUN HUG

TIWPOR HUG

SOUNDWIN HUG

THE FREAKING ARM OVER THE SHOULDER

THE FREAKING GRIN

THE WAY WIN IS LOOKING AT SOUND

THE FREAKING LINGERING HAND AT HIS HIP???? HEEEEEELLLPPPP

"pat, should we hug too" lmao yopat felt left out

POR SPEAKING ENGLISH >>>>>>>>>

ITS ALWAYS SO JARRING BUT I LOVE IS SO MUCH

TINNGUN SLEEPOVERRRRRRRRRR

OH COS SOUND IS SNORING

THEYRE ALL SLEEPING OVER AT GUN'S PLACE

WAIT YOU NEED TO GIVE ME MORE DETAIL

WHO IS SLEEPING IN A ROOM TOGETHER

HOW MANY ROOMS ARE THERE

all we know is gun and por shared a room, and tinn and sound shared a room. where are the rest of them? was win perhaps also in the same room as sound and tinn? now that tinn is gone, what does this mean for soundwin? PLEASE

"tinn, have you fallen asleep?" dude. you lied down like. ten seconds ago. hes not gonna be asleep yet.

the dancinggggg i love themmmmm

gay panic gun is my favourite

i love him

BRO GUN IS BOLD

WHY MUST TINN FALL ASLEEP

gun burying his face in his pillow and squealing and kicking his feet- that has been me this whole episode. I LOVE PORGUN'S FRIENDSHIP MORE THAN ANYTHING

BROOOOOOOOOO

WIN ASKING TO CHANGE PARTNERS, BROOO

HE'S JUST GOING THROUGH THE EXACT SAME THING THAT GUN'S GOING THROUGH

HES GAY AND HIS HEART CANT TAKE IT

AND NEITHER CAN MINE

DANCE WITH YOUR BOYFRIEND, WIN

guys.

guys.

why are you switching partners.

dont do that.

you havent practiced with each other.

I NEED SOUDNWIN

also: TIWPORTIWPORTIWPORTIWPOR

COME CLOSERRRRR I LOVE THIS SONG

its slightly different somehow

i like it

its so awkward with the partners tho

YES I AM IMMEDIATELY TEARING UP

GUYS THEYRE DOING THE MSP LIVE ON STAGE CHOREO

TIWPOR ARE GONNA DANCE TOGETHER

SOUNDWIN ARE GONNA DANCE TOGETHER

IM GONNA DIE

HELP

THE CHOREOGRAPHY IS SO PRETTYYYYYYYYY

literally just had to shut my laptop for a sec there

holy hell

they mean too much to me

how do i process this

theyre dancing together

soundwin are dancing together

THIS

FREAKING

CHOREOGRAPHY

the yopat is confusing me but im digging it

THE WAY THEYRE GAZING INTO EACH OTHERS EYES, LIKE THERES NOTHING BUT THEM TWO, JUST THEM, FOR ETERNITY, DANCING TOGETHER, THEIR WHOLE WORLD IS NOTHING BUT HIS EYES AND HIS HANDS AND THEIR FEET AS THEY DANCE AROUND THE ROOM, ENTRANCED BY EACH OTHER

guys this freaking choreography. guys. look at the choreography. whoever the choreographer is. i lvoe them so much. this is amazing.

i need to play this clip on repeat for the rest of eternity

TIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIWTIW

DANG IT I RAN OUT OF IMAGES HANG ON

[skekilla]

https://www.deviantart.com/skekilla/art/Runaway-Train-Act-III-Scene-7-945305741

The Conductor didn’t need to tell anyone anything twice, that was for sure.

Though the strangling soul magic fled the car right away, the stillness it’d forced was left behind for a good half a minute. No one moved a muscle. No one said a word. Everything had shaken everyone up pretty well, and Johnny was far from an exception to that. He may as well still be paralyzed, really.

No, it wasn’t Johnny or anyone he knew who broke the still-frozen state of the place. It was that housekeeper, Drake. They looked down ever so slightly at Nick where he still lay in their arms. Soul magic must not stop peoples’ hearts from moving, it seemed; the blood that had pumped out of his wound and soaked their white gloves in the meantime proved that much. Drake sized up everything about the condition of their victim before taking a breath to speak: “Are you alright, Nick?”

“What the hell do you think, ah?!” the bartender exploded. “No, I’m not alright! You just STABBED me!” At least he’s still got his strength, Johnny thought weakly.

“Non-lethally.”

“You may as well have! I would’ve thanked you if you did! Damn it!” He winced; the strain of shouting must’ve pinched something in the wound. Through harshly gritted teeth, he added, “You could’ve just told me to stop.”

Louise peeked just over the bar. “And would you have listened?”

“No,” he replied, “but I wouldn’t have been STABBED! STABBED!!” An annoyed huff blew from him, despite the pain. “Not that you people would care anyway. That’s what I get for keeping two knife murderers around.” Johnny did a double-take. Knife murderers? Murderers?! His wide eyes flicked between Louise and Drake—neither seemed offended or indignant at the accusation. A wave of horror crashed over him and flipped him all around until he didn’t know what to do or think.

Standing, Louise sighed. “Alright, settle down,” they said gently. “Come around with him and sit him somewhere, would you, Drake? I’ll patch him up enough.” A nod, and they did as asked. Once they got out from behind the bar, Louise took Nick into her own friendly grasp and helped him to a booth. With that, she sat down with him and began threading a needle she dug out from somewhere in her skirt. Drake took up a post nearby. It’s like nothing happened! How is this all so normal?!

Everyone else in the car took that as their signal that it was alright to move too. Sally got up and hurried around, but was soon relieved by Orla popping out from behind the bar. They came together, the singer scolding and fussing as the dancer laughed apologetically.

BB straightened out from under the bar and glared over at Nick. She didn’t spare any harshness. It was obvious she didn’t care much about the state he was in. “Can I have a couple spoons now?” she asked.

Nick sneered. “As many as you fucking want.” A satisfied smirk turned the zombie’s mouth and she promptly skated behind the counter.

“Ugh,” groaned Lillian. The release of the soul magic had left her in a strange position, half-on half-off the edge of the bar. She brought herself around into a more proper way of sitting: she faced Johnny, where he still shakily stood in the aisle across from her, and let her legs dangle over the edge of the counter. Her mary jane-d feet crossed at the ankles. “‘The rudeness of my employee.’ Like they do any real work anyway,” she said. “Weirdo.”

Johnny tried to shift around too, but quickly remembered himself and put his weight back in his good leg. “W-well,” he stuttered. “Sure, I guess you could say they’re… weird.” I guess you could say everything’s weird right now, but I think that’d be putting it very lightly.

Her ears went forward a little. It was clear she’d noticed he was off. There was no time for anything else to be said; she hopped off the counter and took him by the arm. “Hang on, I got you,” she said. “Take a sec. We’ll all get going again in a minute, but you just relax for now.” After a bit of effort, they made it across the way to the nearest booth seat. It was really too bad that that happened to be the same one that Nick was at. Johnny tried to say something but it was useless, partly because it only came out as a bunch of stuttered nonsense and partly because Lillian had already gone away by then. He swallowed a terrible knot in his throat. Two knife murderers, an angry, trigger-happy bartender, and I’m sitting alone with them. God, keep me safe!

He was looking as far away from Nick as he could, but he could still hear him; the man hissed in a breath. “Ah, knock it off with the booze on the wound, would you?” he said to Louise.

“I’m truly sorry, Nick,” they replied, “but I won’t have your wound going improperly dressed. It could become terribly infected, rotted and filled with pus! I have seen it before, in the mouths of my more unfortunate patients.”

“Not your most, though,” Nick said with a smirk in his voice. It dawned on Johnny with terror what he meant. She murders people while operating on them? How can he possibly trust her with his care??

“Hush,” they murmured. “We mustn't frighten our new acquaintances any further than you already have. Why, look at this gentleman; he won’t even glance our way!” The feeling of their eyes on him sent a chill through Johnny. He pretended not to hear them and just sat there shiveringly. After a moment, the sensation left—Louise turned away. “Oh dear,” they sighed.

“Come on, it’s not so bad anyway,” Nick said. “You haven’t killed me under the needle yet. I owe you for this, you know.”

“Oh Niccolo, I hold no such debts against friends.” Their smile shone through their voice.

An easy pause followed before another sharp inhale from Nick heralded the beginning of the stitching. Johnny’s stomach turned and a dull ache sprung in his limb-stumps at the thought of it. He wasn’t left alone with the sensation for long, though. “Hey, you,” Nick suddenly said, making Johnny jump. “Yeah, I know you can hear me; turn around already.” His heart beat awfully fast. He certainly didn’t want to look over—not to see the gore, of course, but also not to see those people—but in that moment, he was really more afraid of what could happen if he didn’t do what he was asked. He turned slowly, his wide eyes just barely meeting Nick’s. “That’s more like it.” He cracked a smile that showed off his gold tooth. “You’re a funny guy. What’s your name?”

“J-Johnny. Johnny Ager.”

“So, Johnny,” he continued, “whatcha doing with that pain of a flapper” —he flicked his hand in the direction of Lillian— “over there? You seem like any old palooka, and… well, she’s not any old anything.” He thumbed his nose ever so subtly. “Kind of a puttana, if you know what I mean.” Louise gave him a look and pulled on the thread she was tying him up with. He screeched a little.

Johnny couldn’t help but wince in sympathy, even if what he gathered Nick had said wasn’t great. “U-um,” he started, looking away from the operation again, “we came out here together to get those other three. Lillian’s looking out for us.”

“Ohhh, so you’re all pals,” he said, recovering from Louise’s scolding smoothly. How easily his grimace slipped into that toothy grin! If I didn’t know better, I’d call him quite the charmer. Good thing I do! “That bunch had only really just gotten here. Didn’t mind them, besides that beat-looking pink one. What’s the matter with her, huh?” His eyes cued Johnny to answer, but he really didn’t know either, so he just shook his head. “Ah, what are you gonna do,” he carried on with a shrug. “Sometimes, it’s either out of spoons or out of juice, I guess. Well, the other two dames were fine. That Sally—it was Sally, right?—she’s a real canary.” Louise shushed him profusely at that comment. He chuckled in response.

“She can sure sing,” Johnny murmured. Really, he was a little lost in this conversation. When he’s not shooting, this Nick can sure talk circles around you.

Nick’s eyes lit with a certain gleam as he calmed himself from his laughter. It was a kind of look that made Johnny very nervous. “You’ve got a lot of friends,” he said. “Was that voice a friend of yours too? It said it wants to see you, anyway.”

His face paled and his whole body chilled at the very idea of the Conductor, let alone being their friend. He couldn’t even think of it: friends with the thing that had taken him away from his life, friends with the thing that seemed to be playing with them all like a cat taunting mice. They entertained them, and the thought that he could ever appreciate that made him feel sick. “No,” he said. “No, we’re just… trying to get to them to find a way out of here.”

Leaning back a little, Nick whistled long and loud. “A way out! Isn’t that swell for you. You know, I’ve been here for some couple of years and I’ve never seen anything like that. Are you sure that’s gonna go down how you think?”

Johnny winced again, though not out of sympathy this time. “No,” he murmured, “but it’s… well, it’s all we’ve got.”

Though Nick surely would’ve kept talking, he was cut off. “This place is so weird,” BB shouted from behind the counter. “Lil, why do they have a whole Coke tap here?”

“Eh, the bar came with it,” Nick answered instead of the rabbit girl. He grinned. “Believe me, I’d switch it out for some nice moonshine if I could.”

“This place is weird, alright,” Johnny sighed. He really did think it, with these murderers and the fighting and the suspicion now being levelled at him.

He hadn’t really been talking to anyone in particular (certainly not Nick, anyway), but the bartender replied regardless: “Yeah,” he said, “but I’m singing a different song from you. No way I’d go back out if I could.” What? Johnny couldn’t believe it. He checked with Nick’s face to see if he was joking, but no; he was still smiling, but a more hard, almost bitter smile. He meant it. His shock must’ve shown, because Nick started laughing again. “Listen, pal, I have things worth running from back home. I got more than a few droppers trying to rub me out. It ain’t easy when the mob and the fuzz are on you.”

“Yes, that’s something we three all have in common, at least,” Louise chimed in, her bright eyes glinting up at Johnny. “There are worse things after us at home than in here.” Drake sniffed in agreement and stared off to somewhere in their memory—a dark and sad place, by the look of it.

It then dawned on Johnny why all this was normal for them. It had to be. If this wasn’t what they made their normal, what else would they have? They were killers, certainly, but not totally cold-blooded ones; they were people, and this was the best they could do. They just wanted to live, and this train—though it was death, maybe it was all that they could survive in. He didn’t really know what to think, but, somehow, quite a bit of pity was all mixed up with his ideas. He ducked his head down and stayed quiet. What was there to say, after all?

A second or two went by. “But,” Nick broke the silence, “I gotta say, that whole voice thing was… odd. I wouldn’t wanna be getting in trouble with anyone here, too.” His gold tooth flashed again. “Say, what if I struck a deal with you, pal? We help you and your friends get where you’re going without getting chilled off by any cats, and you let us on to what this is all about. You never can know too much about who might be out to get you, ah?”

Johnny swallowed. It would surely be good to have more hands on deck, especially ones as good at fighting as these. Surely… but… “Alright,” he said. “As long as you promise to shut up your tommy gun. P-please.”

Nick laughed. “I’ll see if I can get it to agree, Johnny.” That left Johnny more than anxious, but he really rathered not to object. After all, Nick and that gun of his hadn’t had that talk just yet.

[strangerficsx]

Chapter Four | The Body

story: Midnight Rain wc: 3.4k when will's body is found, jennifer has a hard time getting through her day without the thought of her brother's wellbeing. the family and friends of the byers' family get ready for his funeral.

[a/n: all characters, plot, etc. are not mine. The only thing I own is my original character. credit to gif owner.]

{ late November 9, 1983 }

Jennifer rolled onto her back then on to her side, looking at her alarm clock. 3:45 AM the clock read. Flopping onto her back, she thought she wouldn’t have to go to school that morning due to Will's deceased body. The images are trapped in her brain like a VHS tape on replay. Tears well up in her eyes as she stares at the ceiling above before she begins to sob silently. It hurt because Will was just a child. A child who had his whole life ahead of him. And now, it was destroyed. After many attempts, Jennifer finally manages to get herself to fall asleep. 

Again, the time is now 6:01 AM. She will only get less than an hour of sleep since she needed to be up for school. Jennifer was only attending high school to distract herself from last night's events.

——

{ November 10, 1983 }

The next morning rolled around faster than she expected as Jennifer headed to school as usual, trying not to think about last night. She runs into Nancy and Steve, looking in Nancy’s direction to see that she wanted to announce something. Jennifer began to sweat, worried she’d tell Steve about her being jealous of them. But unfortunately, she didn’t. Nancy wanted to talk about what she and Jennifer saw in his backyard. When Nancy explains everything to Steve, he looks at them both confused out of his mind and probably thinking they were crazy. 

“So, wait a sec. I don’t understand. The two of you went back to my house?”

“To look for Barb,” Nancy says. 

“Yeah, okay, but why didn’t you just talk to me.”

“I don’t know, I… We were scared.” 

“You seriously think that you both saw a guy in a mask just hanging out in my yard?”

“I don’t think it was a mask,” Nancy adds. 

“But he had no face?” Steve asks, skeptical. 

“I swear, I saw nothing. I believed it was a dog, or a fox. It could’ve been a coyote.” You cut in.

“I don’t know, I just… I have a terrible feeling about this.”

Steve begins to relax, changing his stance where he leans against the brick wall behind him. Across from him, Jennifer is pretty much in the same position as him, but her hand holds the strap of her backpack. 

“Oh, this is bad. This is really bad.” 

“What?” 

“The cops…they’re gonna wanna talk to all of us now. Tommy, Carol, even you, Jennifer. Everybody who was at the party.”

“So?” Nancy asks, folding her arms against her chest. 

“My parents are gonna murder me!” 

“Steve, are you serious right now?" Jennifer asks as he looks over at her then back at Nancy.

His eyes were soft but annoyed. 

"Jennifer, Nancy. You both don't understand. My Dad's a grade-A asshole." 

"Barb is missing! And you're worried about your Dad?" Nancy questions. 

"Ok, just... when you talk to the cops, just... don't mention the beers. It's just gonna get the three of us in trouble and Barbra's got nothing to do with it okay." He says. 

Nancy scoffs. "I can't believe you right now. I can't believe you."

"Nancy. Nancy, wait!"

"Nancy!" Jennifer shouts, but it's no use. 

She turns her heel and walks away leaving Jennifer and Steve alone together, cutting the conversation between them short. She and Steve look at each other. 

“Will they question me?”

“Yes, but when or if they do just—” 

“Don’t mention the beers or Barbra, got it. You know, you’re an ass, Steve.” 

Jennifer turns from him and walks back to the school, leaving him standing there on his own before following after her.

——

In class, the teacher reads aloud the story in his hands; Heart Of Darkness. Of course Jennifer wasn't paying attention since she is currently doodling on a piece of notebook paper, and Nancy is staring blankly out the window. Suddenly, a woman opens the door and peaks her head in as she calls out a name.

"Nancy Wheeler?" The woman calls. "If you'll come with me, please?"

Nancy rises and collects her things before walking out of the classroom with her things in hand. She follows the woman out of the class as Jennifer wants to know why she left suddenly. You assumed it was the police who were ready to interrogate Nancy. To ask her questions about the night before. Jennifer wanted to know what Nancy will say about her, or if she’ll even mention her at all, in hopes that she won't say anything about Jennifer being involved or jealous of her and Steve dating. Jennifer begins to get overwhelmed, her breathing hitches in the back of her throat. Raising her hand, the teacher looks over at her sighing in annoyance. 

"Yes, Ms. Henderson?" 

"I, uh, have to use the bathroom..." She lies. 

"It's not the time to use it. You can use the restroom after we're done with the chapter."

She then comes up with a perfect excuse. Period. Certain men get uncomfortable with the topic, so she decides to use it. Now or never. Jennifer is going to embarrass the hell out of her male teacher.

"I don't think you understand. I... I am on my period which has causes me to bleed very heavy. Do you know how hard it is to come to school when you feel like there's barbed wire wrapped around your waist, and massive amounts of blood. And, don't even get me started on the--"

"Just... just go. This is the only exception." 

"Thank you,"

Jennifer makes way towards the door and smiles at herself before walking out and towards the cafeteria, wondering where Nancy went. Upon hearing a conversation, she looks through the opened door and sees two officers sitting on one side of a table in the cafeteria as Nancy and her mother, Mrs. Wheeler, sit across from them. 

"This argument you and Barbra had? What exactly was it about?" 

"It wasn't really an argument. Barb just wanted to leave. I just… I was in a mood because of Jennifer." 

"Jennifer Henderson?"

Nancy nods, finishing her sentence. "Yeah, she was there too -- So, I... I told her to just go home."

"Then what?"

"Then I went upstairs to put on some dry clothes," 

"And the next day, you returned and saw a bear, you're thinking?"

"I don't know what it was, but... I think it may have taken Barb. You need to check behind Steve's house."

"We did. There's nothing there. There's no sign of a bear."

"And no car." 

"We figured that Barbra came back last night and she took off and went somewhere else. Has she ever talked to you about running off? Leaving town, maybe?" 

"No, Barb wouldn't do that, ever."

"She wasn't upset about the fact that you were spending time with this boy? Uh, Steve Harrington."

"What? No." She denies. 

"Maybe she was jealous because she saw you go up to Steve's room?" 

"It wasn't like that.” 

"Like what?" 

"Steve and me, we're just friends." 

That was a blatant lie that slipped between Nancy’s lips. Jennifer continued listening, hearing the melancholy tone in Nancy's voice when talking about Steve Harrington. She could tell that Nancy was upset about Barb, but also not wanting her mom to find out what she and Steve did that night in his room.

Jennifer can't think about that at the moment as she hears footsteps approaching as she swiftly moves out of the way and into a nearby Girls restroom, hiding as she sees a blonde haired woman walk by. Turning away and leaning against the wall, Jennifer hears the footsteps recede as she steps out, wanting to listen in more but it seems that the cops are done talking to Nancy. Jennifer quickly makes it back to her class, walking in and taking a seat and act as if nothing had happened.

——

The officers called Jennifer back to discuss what happened as well. They basically asked her the same questions as Nancy. 

“When you were at Steve’s house, were you present when Nancy Wheeler and Barbra Holland had their argument?” 

“Yes, I was. I was standing by the staircase when it happened.” 

“And what were they arguing about?” 

“Well, Barbra wanted to leave and Nancy told her to just go home. After that, I saw her but the lights cut out and I fell. The next thing I knew, she was gone.” 

“The lights, did you trip on a chord?”

“N-no, no. I lost my footing and fell on a metal shard that was sticking up from the ground in Steve’s backyard. I got cut along the way.” 

“And can you show us that?”

“Yeah,” Jennifer says, rolling her sleeve up and showing the cops her bandaged up wound before peeling the large band aid partially off.

“Oh, yeah. That’s a slash alright.”

Jennifer pulls her arm back, rolling her sleeve down.

——

What felt like an eternity, Jennifer is done with the interrogation and for the day. She walks out of the building as she sees Steve is nowhere to be found. So Jennifer decides to walk towards Phoebe's car until she spots Nancy walking away from the building as Jennifer follows after her in her vehicle. She slowly drives up to her and stops as Nancy stops too. Jennifer rolls her window down, looking her way.

"Hey, uh, Nancy?" 

"What do you want?"

"I wanted to see if you were okay, I noticed you left in a bad mood."

"Jennifer, why are you even bothering me right now? Shouldn't you be on your way home?” 

“Well, yes. But I wanted to see how you were doing after… talking about Barb. Also, if you want I could give you a ride, so you're not walking too far." 

"I'm fine, thanks."

"Okay, suit yourself."

Jennifer begins rolling up her window as Nancy halts. She taps the brakes lightly, stopping the car as well, unlocking the doors. Nancy opens the passenger side door and slides in. On the way, the ride was quiet until Nancy decided to break the silence.

"Can we stop by the funeral home?" 

"Yeah, why?"

"Jonathan is there. Can you drop me off?" 

"Yeah, I can do that. What for?"

“Just to talk.” 

“Okay,” 

At the funeral home, Jennifer parks and she gets out along with Nancy as they both walk into the small building. 

"Why are you coming in with me?"

"I have to use the bathroom since I didn’t have time before school let out for the day. And, if you want to, I can leave you two alone so you both have more privacy.” 

“No, it’s okay."

As Jennifer steps towards the front desk, she looks around and tries to find someone who can direct her to the restroom. Finally, a woman walks out and Jennifer asks where the bathroom is. Getting an answer, she follows the woman's instructions and walk into the small bathroom. The bathroom was dimly lit and the smell of room spray filled the inside. Jennifer walks in and closes the door behind her, locking it. After, she washes her hands and walks out of the bathroom and toward the entrance when she sees Jonathan and Nancy sitting side by side on an ottoman. 

"--It looks like it could be some kind of perspective distortion, but I wasn't using the wide angle. I don't know." 

Jennifer appears in front of them, confused about what's happening in front of her. They look at her as she sees the sadness in Jonathan's eyes. She moves closer and sees the photo of Barb sitting on the diving board above Steve’s heated pool — in his hand. Reminiscing the previous night, she remembers when she fell as Jennifer looks away for a few seconds before looking back at the photo. Something on the right of the frame catches her eyes as she stares at it. A figure of some kind is seen. It was a very dark photo, but Jennifer knew there was something else in the photo that she nor Jonathan saw that night. She felt faint. Jennifer knew this wasn’t some kind of human. She felt it was something else, something more sinister.

"And you're sure you didn't see anyone else out there?"

"No. And she was there one second and then, um... gone. I figured she bolted." Jennifer says.

"The cops think that she ran away," Nancy adds.

Jennifer pretends to hear Nancy speak to him about her interrogation, acting as if it’s new to her. But she already knew what the worried brunette said because Jennifer was eavesdropping on the entire conversation between her and the officers. Jennifer comes back to reality and listens. 

"But they don't know Barb. And I — We went back to Steve's... and I, uh, we thought we both saw something." She pauses. "Some weird man or, I don't know what it was."

Jonathan looks at her, expression staying the same as earlier. Nancy's utterance changes to where she's more sincere. 

"I'm sorry." She apologizes. "I... I shouldn't have come here today. I'm so sorry." 

Nancy rises and begins to walk away as Jennifer is already making her way towards the entrance of the funeral home. The lanky male stands abruptly and takes a step.

"What'd he look like?" Jonathan suddenly asks. 

Nancy stops in her tracks before turning around. 

"What?"

"This man you saw in the woods. What'd he look like?"

Nancy fumbles over her words. "I don't know. It was almost like he.. He didn't have--"

"Didn't have a face?" He asks.

"How did you know that?" Jennifer asks, walking and standing beside Nancy as they look at each other. 

The three of them stand there, sharing nervous glances at one another.

——

Soon, Jennifer, Nancy and Jonathan make it to the school as they enter the photo room where the graphs are put through some kind of liquid to make them more vivid. Jonathan gets everything set up as she watches, Nancy perched her upper body weight on her arm and looked up at the male. Jennifer stood opposite of Jonathan, waiting for something to happen. 

“And you’re…” 

“Brightening. Enlarging.” 

“Hmm.” 

“Did your mom say anything else?” 

He grunts as Nancy continues.

“Like, um, where it might have gone to, or…” 

“No, just that it came out of the wall.” 

The machine dings as Jonathan flips a switch or some sort then sighing soon after. He sets the paper in a tub of liquid as they all watch intently. 

“How long does this take?” You ask.

“Not long.” 

“Have you been doing this a while?” Nancy then asks. 

“What?” He questions. 

“Photography?” 

“Yeah. I guess I’d rather observe people than, you know…” 

“Talk to them.” Jennifer finishes as they look at him before looking at each other.

“I know. It’s weird.” 

“No!”

“N–no, it is. It’s just sometimes… people don’t really say what they’re really thinking. But you capture the right moment… it says more.” He smiles. 

Jennifer watches as they begin talking about the picture of Nancy. Soon the two girls look down, a startling image captures their attention. 

“That’s it!” She says, looking down at the photo. “That’s what we saw.” 

Jonathan gasps. 

“My mom… I thought she was crazy ‘cause she said… that’s not Will’s body. That he’s alive.” 

“And if he’s alive—” 

“Then Barbra is too,” Jennifer finished.

The three teens look at each other then back at the photo, finally finding a clue to this crazy mystery. To Jennifer, it felt like she were stuck in one of her little brother's sci-fi comic books. But this was real life.

——

Later that night, Jennifer sits on the couch in her living room and is currently watching the news as the anchors discuss Will Byers' death. Soon her mother changes the channel to watch something else as Jennifer rises and walks toward her bedroom. She walks in and closes the door behind her, sliding out of her clothes and into pajamas before sliding into her bed. Thinking back at the photo she saw of the figure earlier, beginning to theorize who or what it could be. 

"What unidentified being are you?" She asks.  

Suddenly the thought of Steve taking her out enters Jennifer’s tired mind as she looks at her reflection in the window. Sighing in annoyance, she lays down before falling asleep.

——

Waking up, Jennifer hears the phone ring from the other room as she looks at her clock. It’s only 5:45 in the morning as she gets out of bed. Rushing out the door of her bedroom, Jennifer picks up the phone and says hello before hearing a voice on the other end. 

"Hey," Steve says. "You, uh, wanna meet somewhere private?"

"S-sure. Yeah, we can do that.." 

"Sneak out and meet me down the street at the entrance of your neighborhood."

"Okay." 

Hanging the phone up, she proceeds to go back to her room. Jennifer throws her clothes off and sets them on her bed before changing into a more provocative ensemble. Brushing through her brown-black hair, she lets it down before touching up her makeup. Jennifer opens the window and hikes her leg out as it touches the ground. She then proceeds to fall the rest of the way before standing. She brushes herself off before ushering away from her house and stride down the lonely street. Eventually Jennifer makes it to Steve's car as she slides in the passenger seat, out of breath.

"Hey." Jennifer says.

"Hi." 

Jennifer slides her seatbelt on as Steve takes off somewhere more private. She stares out the window the entire ride. Steve clears his throat as it breaks the silence between them. The Police’s Every Breath You Take plays on the radio. 

"So," He begins. "I didn't see you after school got out. Is everything okay? Especially between you and Nancy?"

"Yeah, actually." 

"Good. It's good seeing you getting along with her. Besides us… well,” He stutters.

“What happened between you and Nancy?” You ask as Steve stays silent. 

He pulls over and kills the engine. Looking towards her, he sighs before speaking.  

"It didn’t work between me and Nancy because she knew that you had a thing for me. Is that true?” He asks.  

“I, uh, I don’t recall any of that. I don’t have feelings for you, or anyone.”

“Jen, come on. We’ve known each other since we were in middle school.” 

“I know, but I don’t want to ruin things between you and Nancy.” 

“You won’t.”

Becoming overwhelmed, Jennifer grabs a cigarette and lighter from the cup holder of Steve’s BMW and step out of the vehicle. She sets the cigarette between her lips, lighting the bud. Jennifer closes the lighter and inhales before exhaling the smoke that crowded in her mouth. Steve steps out and walks up to Jennifer, making her look him in the eyes as she tries to look away. 

“What?” 

Steve doesn’t say anything as he cups Jennifer's face, leaning towards her. She pulls the cigarette out and toss it to the ground and rest her hands on his arms. Their faces are just inches away from one another. Jennifer leans in too, this time closing the gap between them. Their lips meet and her eyes close. Jennifer feels like she's floating right now. Kissing him harder, Steve leads them both to his backseat where they peel each other's clothes off, leaving them both in their underwear. Steve moves and slides Jennifer’s panties down to her ankles as he does the same with his, positioning himself on top of her. With each buck, Jennifer’s moans with pleasure. She begins to move slightly to were she’s more comfortable until—

——

Jennifer lands on the hard floor, waking from her slumber. She looks around and sees herself on the floor of her bedroom. Jennifer curses before standing up. She looks at her clock, seeing that it’s only 4:45 AM.

“Shit. What’s wrong with me?” Jennifer asks herself. 

Jennifer just had a dream about having sex with Steve Harrington, Nancy Wheeler's boyfriend. And to Jennifer, that made her freak out before getting up and sitting down on her bed. She tried everything to get that out of her mind as she begins crying. A part of Jennifer wanted it to be real then the other part of her wished it never happened. 

It did though, and she had to accept it and face reality.

[my-name-is-jefferooni]

Just me talkin bout Sonic Prime, nothing to see here

I literally JUST saw Sonic Prime about an hour before writing this, and... IT WAS AMAZING!! I will be honest, I skipped most of season one so I'm kind of a fraud, but I SWEAR I will get back to season 1 in a moment! For now I have all the context I need.

(plz don't chew me out I promise I'm gonna watch it...)

I wasnt gonna watch sonic prime anyway, i just got fed up with all the out of context spoilers so i wanted to see what all the hype was about

ANYWHIZZLE

I'm just gonna talk about Sonic and Shadow for a sec, don't mind me- Okay so we're all aware of Sonadow. It's been a thorn in my side for years, actually. I never liked Sonadow surprisingly, and that's mostly due to how Deviantart portrayed the ship. When I started out as a mediocre writer, (I'm not working as a writer or anything, I just do this for fun) I posted my work on DA while simultaneously enjoying a bunch of STH fanart. I got into the fandom thanks to Gigi's "The Murder of Me," which is pretty popular. ANYHOW, I constantly stumbled upon Sonadow ship art and every single time I did, it was always overly sexualized to some degree. And back then I was very very not okay with sexualizing characters who are clearly within their teens. I still am averse to this today! So naturally, I developed an evergrowing hatred for Sonadow, only seeing it for the shitshow that DA made it seem like. And that's how it was for years to come. For about 3-4 years, I despised Sonadow with a passion, only leaving room for one or two exceptions. (Read "The Heart of a Monster," which is actually here on Tumblr. I've reblogged the comic a few times on this blog.) Then Sonic Prime came along and chucked all that disdain out the window with the help of some Tumblr peeps that I follow. If you saw the first episode then you know exactly what I mean. I saw the first episode of season 1B, enjoyed Sonic and Shadow's dynamic, started to really think about it... Then I too fell down the Sonadow rabbit hole. So far I only have 2 exceptions for Sonadow but I'm not willing for that to change. Sonadow's probably not all bad, it's probably just the horrors of Deviantart that I witnessed. Sure, the cover of a book is meant to be judged, but I don't read books so I can't judge something that I can't even see. Tl:DR, I used to hate Sonadow but now Sonic Prime is making me love them.

CHAOS SONIC!!!!!!!! I love him so much. I already loved them just based on their design alone and from what little I'd seen of them, but then I actually watched the episode, and... Wow. He is a riot. Like. Literally the first thing this guy says to Sonic is calling him out on his insecurities. RIGHT OFF THE BAT THE TWO ARE NECK-AND-NECK AND FIGHTING TO THE DEATH! Here we have a perfectly great Metal Sonic that can fight Sonic and then get back up again after a defeat without needing any at-home repairs! They're the perfect anti for Sonic, since they also just. Get back up again. They don't ever give up, and that's what I love about him! Chaos also just runs his mouth all the time, never stopping to take a breath because he can't even breathe, and that's great! THIS ROBOT IS LITERALLY JUST ADHD BUT ENCASED IN METAL. As opposed to Sonic, who is ADD encased in flesh and quills. Oh, and don't even get me started on Sonic and Chaos's dynamic! The two bounce off each other in a literal and metaphorical sense! Chaos says something, and then Sonic retorts by either saying something in response or does something in response. They can also read each other like open books, as if they've known each other their whole lives, and it's great seeing them play off each other so well! You don't get to see this kind of rivalry/dynamic between Metal and Sonic anymore these days, since Metal has been sidelined to a silent assassin that just wants to get the job done. Him and Sonic don't have a very intriguing dynamic, but Chaos and Sonic do! And I love that! (I'm not trying to imply that Metal staying mute is inherently a bad thing all around, but it's just really refreshing to see a talking Metal Sonic that has a really great dynamic with the original.)

Nine's betrayal makes sense! That's all I really wanna say tbh-

Aight so I'm sorta losing my "Touch" right now and I've been typing for a while. Look at all this! This is an essay! I do have a ton more thoughts on a lot of the other characters like Mangy and the Amy's, and also Sonic's new form! But this is really long already and my fingers are getting tired, so maybe there will be a part two. Who knows!

Thanks for reading my very first post ever, and sorry about how long it is. Hopefully my next one will be shorter.

Anywhizzle, ima go look at Sonic Prime spoilers. Can't wait for the actual season 2!

[gayhomominecraftmen]

Up next is Kaboodle SMP for those unfamiliar, go watch it. It's actually really good and deserves way more love than it has currently, it’s actually wonderful. Go watch it now.

Kaboodle SMP

Kab/Escalante: ok so Kab as we know is a very emotional character, she thinks with her heart more than her mind. However we’ve seen what happens when she snaps, you dont get on her bad side unless you want your house set on fire, or a crater in your lawn, or to be flat out stabbed. (Yes these all happened Kab-SMP watchers know what im talking about.) Anyway, the point is when she wants to be she is the most chaotic bitch ever she could topple a society if she wanted to. Weapon of choice is a diamond sword, no I don’t have a reason. Literally, this girl can summon TNT and anything chaotic she wants she can get.(all incarnates of escalante have this ability) Tragic backstory is ofc being constantly compared to her deadbeat brother and being manipulated by a guy in a clown mask that ends up being a better brother than the original. (Context: Clown ended up accidentally getting attached and is able to world hop—we’ll get to that—so he’s like the actual half-decent brother Kab never had.) girl is crazy protective of friends and fam to the extent of driving herself insane. (Evidence is literally the entire first half of season 2)

Muu/shadow: this might be far fetched but a big part of it is vibes. I think it would be cool, tragic backstory is literally the whole amnesia and inability to help some people in the group because she has to help them, they have to. If they don't, what use is she? (Hahahahahhahaha) anyway main weapon is ofc her giant ass hammer that is the coolest fucking thing ever ong. She can manipulate water (powers match other shadow incarnates) really rich when she tries to get materials. And she’s literally a cow hybrid, mythical beasts are her jam she loves them. 

Pyro/lycan: I don’t think I need to explain this very much, I mean just look at him????? Anyway he’s constantly ready for a fight even if he knows he can’t win *cough* clown fight *cough* also he is hella loyal to Maddie and also Rae, very protective of them. While wolves aren’t exactly on brand for him I can totally see that being something he could do because symbolismmm. Imagine that, lone wolf finally becoming part of a pack and being protective of them from any and all threats?? Tragic backstory is that whole wither incident. It literally became a part of his soul like- come on. Main weapons are those cool ass blades he has idk what they’re called one sec lemme look. Ok idk your just have to look at him yourself. Point is I like him for this role and I think it fits well. Up next,

Maddie/Irene: Maddie is wonderful for this, bite me. Anyway so basically first of she holds all of the brain cells, she is the logical one and while sometimes her choices aren’t ones you like they are some of the most logical. (Ex: Rae murdering someone) she may be a bit bad with emotions but it does help her make certain decisions. Tragic backstory is leaving her sister in the end alone and her friend (she’ll never admit it but it’s Lincu). She’s also determined on many things, trying to get Kab out of her room, keeping the group together, understanding the overworld, getting better at emotions, the list goes on. Also the idea of Maddie being able to create things and paralleling Kab similar to siblings is an image I will never let leave my head. Weapon of choice is ofc her daggers (the Kaboodle SMP weapons are the coolest shit I’ve ever seen). Also Maddie is terrified of failing, it makes her want to cry when she can’t get something right first try. (Just like me fr).

Lincu/Ro’meave: Alright I want to start this off by saying that I am right. Next Zane is collecting trans incarnates like fucking Pokémon. Yes, Lincu is trans ftm because it just fits?? Idfk what goes on in my brain. Anyway he’s obviously got the tinkering side of Zane down, did you see his entire first experience on the overworld? He makes weird things and he is constantly messing with things that look cool (de-fuser incident anyone?) also again just kinda vibes really. Pretty boy, pretty boy, pretty boy. Tragic backstory I return to ✨shitty parenntttsss✨I’m starting to notice a pattern here. Anyway an endarian growing up with parents obsessed with knowledge and tech and shit don’t exactly have time to deal with a child so yayyyy neglect <3. Weapon of choice is a long sword because those things are fire and he’s petty. He can summon weapons (think Donnie from specifically ROTTMNT) and can fix pretty much any machine you bring him, (toaster? Yep. Microwave? Ofc. Electric bike? Don’t exist but sure. nuclear bomb? Why not.) his wings, (yes wings i didn’t mention it but all incarnates have wings. So yeah that’s that.) haha no he can’t that’s Riice’s thing.

Caitie/Evelyn: ok let's get this started. Caitie not only fits for vibes, but literally she was talking with the ghost of Riice???? Sorry there is nothing you can do to convince me of something different. Also I think it’d be funny if her weapon of choice was a shovel that gets comically large. She can do the same thing Gem does, which is raise the dead, command a ghost army (but she’s not old enough for that yet), and see and converse with ghosts. She’s besties with Ivory too and when she came back from wherever she disappeared to Ivory actually cried and hugged her. Because Ivory cares, she does, just doesn’t know how to show it. Her tragic backstory is that literally aside from Riice she was completely alone?? And then Riice left as well??? But it’s fine because Riice is alive, she brought her back and Izzie everyone is alive and everything is fine- (yes I am doing this, she is a wet cat /affectionate). (Also Ivo never died because it just doesn’t fit ig??? Idk I feel like it’s Bucky winter soldier scenario except instead of mind control it’s severe emotional manipulation- well I suppose that’s more like black widow. Shhhh he’s in therapy with Muu.)  

Riice/Nio: okay idk how to explain this but like she’s a baker first off. So that completely checks off the whole agriculture bit, second the idea of her having wings??? And fixing wings??? It’s just- yes. As for the luck bit, she kinda got the short end of the stick didn’t she- well she gets lucky afterward right? Being brought back to life and shit- because I feel bad for them and this is my AU so fuck death, it’s a social construct I deny. Anyway weapon of choice isn’t exactly normal? Like she uses hoes ig sometimes but she mainly utilizes the vines of the virus she got infected with. She is the positive sunshine with Caitie, never taking sides unless she is completely confident in her actions. Discourse in the commune stresses her out and she always tries to fix it but her attempts sometimes make it worse. Tragic backstory would be the fact that she was alone with Caitie for god knows how long trying to keep her alive with no adult supervision and also idk maybe the fact that she kinda died for a bit and everyone ignored her??? Maybe???? Just a bit??? (Everyone profusely apologized when they found out btw) she also is besties with Muu, they just are I’m sorry I don’t make the rules.

Izzie/Nana: this one is a lot of vibes ngl. Also she literally can make any potion??? Sound familiar to anyone? But yeah her being the incarnate of KC just kinda fits. Also she was kinda the resident healer and had all the fun vibes. She did get brought back to life because her dying made me sad so yeah. But she’s back and definitely covered in burn scars. She totally doesn’t have any trauma right? Right?????? But yeah she definitely needs to have multiple sessions with Muu but we don’t talk abt that. the weapon of choice is a bow and any potion she can get her hands on, trust me, you don’t want her to have a potion on her. she has far too many ideas and no outlets for her violent tendencies, stay away from her in a fight. i think she didn’t forgive kab originally but after a whole character arc and seeing that Kab is genuinely trying to change she’d begin to do so.

Anyone wanna hear about my extremely confusing and yet strangely elaborate AU combining my favorite characters across SMPs?

[yondzone]

You fall in front of them - Hashira

You were going on a stroll with your crush but accidentally you fell because of the only stone of the road that wanted you dead. 

fluff and stupidity under the cup

𝕿𝖔𝖒𝖎𝖔𝖐𝖆 𝕲𝖎𝖞𝖚𝖚 

"Why are you hugging the ground?" giyuu say looking at you like you were a fish out of the water.

"Im not hugging the ground I fell"

"why did you fell"

Please hide your face full of murderous attend he may notice it and fell sad about that.

Just let him go and admit that you were hugging the ground because you were cold or because it looked warm and you wished for cuddle

If you swallow your pride and admit that he will surely ask you if you are cuddle starved and if you want something

...or he may just said that you are really peculiar

𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖆𝖟𝖚𝖌𝖆𝖜𝖆 𝖘𝖆𝖓𝖊𝖒𝖎 

As you were walking chatting together, ultimately you fell down in front of your crush

You were not even aware of the fact that it was completely in his capacities to catch you he was just trying to hide his blushing cheeks.

After he realize your no longer next to him but on the ground he gently declare

"You suck" that's what sanemi thought was the best to say in this situation.

If a tear fall from your eyes he would completely stop smiling and panic, he’ll kneel to your level and give you a handkerchief he is always carrying

and ask you if you wish to go to the butterfly estate

if you are not the one to laugh at humiliation in front of your crush he’ll just propose to treat you at his home.

𝕶𝖞𝖔𝖏𝖚𝖗𝖔 𝕽𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖔𝖐𝖚 

"You won't fall lower than this at least" he say smiling and if you just stand here baffled by his positiveness he just carry you like you were a child which his enough to make you fell like dying from embarrassment

First you fall in front of your crush and then he just try to comfort you like you were a child that fell and was crying.

He’ll go buy you some sweet, still carrying you around the street

If you were not already dying of shame then this his the final blow.

Our sweet boy just wanted to see a smile on your face you know so just embrace the sun this man is.

𝕶𝖔𝖈𝖍𝖔 𝕾𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖔𝖇𝖚

"Oh my is everything okay?" she calmly ask you

And start giving you enough thing to heal a deadly wounded person, its her way to show you that she cares.

Also tell you that you are too clumsy and shall work on it if you want to live, being clumsy could mean you’re death, don't worry its still her way to show that she cares about you, rigth?

"Don’t worry I’ll go and ask himejima-san if you can join his training every morning, don’t worry I won’t let you die".. I admit she have peculiar way of caring for someone but its just the way she is.

Im nice so I’ll give you one advice, quickly find away to explain that it was just today but that you are not clumsy and don’t need himejima-san special deadly training to survive and she may let you go

𝕿𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖓 𝖀𝖟𝖚𝖎 

"Pouahahah kakdkskaka" -Uzui probably

He knew you were going to fall, he sensed it but he did not feel like catching you.

Truthfully he laughed is ass off and was saying how you flamboyantly fell on your ass

You can be sure that in no time all the demon slayer corps know about this, event if it’s not that funny he which to tell everybody how funny this was.

Just go seek support with his wife there are the best they don’t reflect their marry.

It will takes some time but he will get over it and go and apologize to you

But again some time later he may (he certainly will) bring it out just for fun.

Both of you are like for example just drinking some good sake and he will said ‘remember that time you fell like dog shit’ and start cracking up will you are just standing there, no emotions on your face.

He may or may not pet your head and just say he was kidding after all who loves well chastises as well

𝕴𝖌𝖚𝖗𝖔 𝕺𝖇𝖆𝖓𝖆𝖎 

As you were walking together and him thinking about something else, you were so engrossed in the conversation tat you fell, face first on the ground.

"I won't wait for you, waste of a human"

He deserve to have the stone that make you fall in his face, so you pick it up ready to trow it to his face but him being faster he come back in a sec in front of your face not so tenderly take the stone away from your hands and trow it away

In a way that made him wait for you right?

But dare say this to his face

"in the end you waited for me right"

oh no you dared

The man pride will get hurt and he will just speed up and in no time he his at the other side of the demon slayer corps HQ

Strangely during your next stroll all the stone of the road that could possibly make you fall all disappeared from the ground!

𝕳𝖎𝖒𝖊𝖏𝖎𝖒𝖆 𝕲𝖞𝖔𝖒𝖊𝖎 

I don’t think it’s possible for gyomei to not catch you before you fall, i mean this man is the strongest. The only way you could possibly fall without him catching you before that would be that he his too mesmerized by you that he lowered his guard.

At the moment you fall he would still go to catch you but he was not as fast as normally so you fell.

And he had a lot of regret and though it was his fault you fell, his fault because he couldn't catch you because he was having impure though

So he pick you up and say :

"Were going to the butterfly estate"

Not letting your feet touch the ground again as he carry you (with only one arm of course)

It would take time to hide your embarrassment and explain to the butterfly estate that gyomei was being over dramatic and that you had nothing.

After this accident when you would take stroll he wouldn’t lower is guard anymore (but still let himself drowning in your cuteness) and would walk as close as he can to you so that the next time he could catch you.

𝕶𝖆𝖓𝖗𝖔𝖏𝖎 𝕸𝖎𝖙𝖘𝖚𝖗𝖎 

You were both walking in a beautiful garden of her estate, hand locked together, you both are just talking and laughing, looking at each other in the eyes eventually,

You hit the stone, and unfortunately you take your love with you on your fall, no romanticism here she did not fell on top of your chest or some sort of thing like this, both of you are on the ground in position who would seem impossible to be natural.

She his the first who sit up on the ground then after a blank moment of realization, she start laughing giving you on of her most beautiful smile while she guffaws she say :

"Oh no i fell too!"

Her stupid smile and laugh are terrible, they are terrible for your heart. Not aware of the state her smile put you trough she asked :

‘‘are you hurt? you are as red as a tomato!’

𝕿𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝕸𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖔 𝕿𝖔𝖐𝖎𝖙𝖔 𝕸𝖚𝖎𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖗𝖔

“I like train” muichiro say while walking without looking at you nor looking at the ground.

You were dying behind him trying to match is walking speed with the little stamina your body held.

So you ask him to wait for you and he just say "who are you?" 

So you look at him, then he looks at you, and then you still look at him, an embarrassing moment that end when he walk away 

Then after 10 meters he realize, and turn back, look at you with puppy eyes, like in a movie you start running, arms wide open (in slow mo), but then you fall because of a little stone on the ground, modd killed, face licking the ground.

After the pain is gone you stand up and see that muichiro is no longer here.. he forgot you again! damn him!!

[whumpzone]

Linden & Colton - 19

(masterpost)

CW: references to noncon, Col fearing he'll be sexually abused, flashbacks, brief victim blaming, pet whump, dehumanisation

-

Linden’s phone buzzed again, and he knew exactly who it’d be before he even looked.

Sure enough, messages from his brother were crowding his phone screen. Vikram texted in small, frantic messages, that Linden found oddly funny.

lol fine knowing you you’ll never suggest a day

are you free tomorrow? I’ll come over for lunch or something

you know you miss me!!

Linden rolled his eyes, but truth be told, he did miss him. A new message appeared before he had the chance to start typing.

fine FINE I just want to see jaffa. you can die idc

That made him huff out a laugh, but he’d never give Vik the satisfaction of knowing that. Instead, he typed back:

Tomorrow is fine, don’t worry about bringing food. What are you doing now? Can you ring me? I have something to tell you before you visit.

Vik replied almost immediately.

yeah gimme 2 secs, who have you killed lol!

He checked around for Colton, but he was nowhere to be seen. Probably still working his way through the little chores and tasks Linden had given him, which meant he was either changing the roll of toilet paper in the bathroom (great for dexterity) or watering the balcony plants (providing plenty of fresh air and sunlight). Either way, he still positioned himself in the corner of the lounge, the furthest from his Pet’s ears.

He answered on the second ring. “Vik?”

“Hey, big man. You alright?”

“Yeah… yeah… I, um, I need to tell you something before you come over.”

“You sound tense, mate. What is it? Everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything’s fine it’s just- I have a Pet. Uh. Yeah.”

Vik didn’t miss a beat. “Are you serious? You, a Pet owner? Please.”

“I know, but there was this, this ad, in the paper, the council were talking about this random stray and they said if no one claimed him they were gonna put him down. They would have murdered him, Vik! And I don’t know. I just thought, fuck, no one else is gonna do anything are they. So I rang them up and they gave him to me for free.”

“Wow,” Vik said, a placeholder while he digested all of that. “So, how is he?”

“He’s alright, yeah. Only recently learned that he could speak. He’s still really really jumpy.”

“He’s scared of you, then,” Vik translated.

“Yeah. I don’t know how much of him you’ll see tomorrow. I’ll tell him it’s alright if he just stays in his room.”

“I can’t picture you as a Pet owner, even though you’re not a proper one.”

“Not a proper one as in I’m a good person with a soul?” Linden quipped. Vik snorted.

“Basically. Ew, it’s weird! He does whatever you say! But you’re just- you’re Linden. You’re my stupid baby brother. He should be telling you what to do.”

Linden smiled. Vik always put him at ease. Difficult topics seemed to flow off him like water off a duck. “Yeah, yeah it is kind of weird, I’m still getting used to it. But you see why I wanted to let you know beforehand.”

“Oh, yeah, totally,” he laughed. “Or else I might have thought he was burgling your house and I’d have asked to join in.”

“Oh, shut up. See you for lunch.”

“See you, Pet man!”

Linden felt the weight lift from his shoulders, but not entirely. Now he had to tell Col.

. . .

He had finished over ten minutes ago. Shiny drops of water still lingered on some of the wider leaves, not quite ready to drop into the moist soil below. But the balcony was too warm and sunny to resist, so Col was still kneeling there when he heard Master’s voice behind him.

He flinched hard at the sound, getting up quickly and ungraciously, tripping over his own feet as if he hadn’t just been caught lazing around.

Through the doorway, a perfect rectangle of light caught Master’s face, cutting down through one eye and turning his left cheek a tawny brown. He had his hands clasped behind his back, and leant forward slightly.

“Don’t worry about getting up, you’re fine, love. No, I don’t know if you heard, but I was just speaking to my brother Vikram over the phone. He’s going to visit tomorrow.”

Master was having a guest. Col nodded, but his mind went white. He suddenly felt like he wasn’t in control anymore. He was underwater, and Master’s voice barely faded through from above the surface.

“You can stay in your room, okay? You don’t have to come down and see him, if you don’t want to. There’s no pressure. I just wanted to let you know beforehand.”

The words flowed past his head, and whatever barriers had been pulled down over his mind kept them from making a dent. “Thank you, sir,” his body replied.

“Okay?” Master half-smiled. “Okay. Good stuff, Col. It’s a nice day- stay out on the balcony more, I know you like it there. I’ll see you later, okay?”

He nodded, but it must have been delayed, because he blinked and Master had left the room, as if he had never been there. Had Col dreamt it?

Turning around, the flowers were wet, so he had completed that task. He knew he had been ordered to stay, so he did, trying to keep the creeping dread from flooding him entirely.

But-

The next day-

It all came crashing down. His eyes snapped open and he was in his room, waiting, and then there was the click of the front door and Master was speaking, speaking with another voice- there was a man in the house-

Master only ever had guests when his Pet had been bad, and he was going to be taught a lesson, and that’s why he was told to wait in his room, that’s why he was prepped, maybe it was a small mercy. But he had been in such a state of denial, barely able to process the news, that he hadn’t done anything to make it hurt less.

All he knew was that he was on the floor in the corner, the furthest one from the bed, and his arms were wrapped around him as if that’d do anything to stop the onslaught. He knew they would just force his limbs apart and restrain them like that until they were done, and it didn’t matter whether he cried and begged. Sometimes they even enjoyed it more when he did. Once he had been lifted up by his throat and told to beg for his life, and it made everyone laugh, because look at it, it wants this, it’s begging for it.

The door handle turned and Col could see Master’s face. His eyes scanned the room briefly before they landed on Col, tucked away in the corner of the room. “Col? What is it?”

. . .

Hey, Col. Vik is here, just so you know, but again, no pressure to come downstairs. He knew what he would say, the tone he’d say it in, so he could hopefully make Col feel secure. But it all fell apart when he laid eyes on the Pet, curled up and trembling on the far side of the room.

“Col?” he said. “What is it?”

“You promised,” Col sobbed, utterly betrayed. Linden’s heart broke. “You promised you wouldn’t- wouldn’t- wouldn’t do that…”

“I won’t,” he said, understanding immediately and wanting more than anything to go over to Col and pull him into a hug. But he couldn’t. He knew that.

“You said you wouldn’t let anyone else,” he whispered, looking up at him with bloodshot eyes.

Then- the moment of vulnerability passed. Not that Col looked any less vulnerable. He was still hunched, small and weak, programmed to do whatever it took to make Linden happy. But he caught his tongue, and the mask slipped back on.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. You can do- do what you want to me. Of course. I’m not, I don’t mean to question you, Master, I’m sorry, I know my place, I’m good, I promise I’m good.”

“You are, you’re really good.” He put a hand over his heart and kept it there. “I’m not going to come in, Vik isn’t going to come in. Neither of us are going to hurt you. I promised, and I’m sticking to it.”

Col was still sobbing, but it was more uneven breaths than actual tears. He couldn’t have spoken even if he wanted to with the way his lungs were pulling the rug from underneath him.

“For now, I think you might feel safer if I just left you alone, so I’ll go back downstairs, okay? And I won’t disturb you again. You just make sure you feel better, that’s all that matters. Don’t worry, Col. You’re safe.”

-

Vikram didn’t say anything as Linden returned, but he did raise his eyebrows. Linden just nodded, keeping quiet until he was sat back down and, hopefully, out of earshot.

“Poor thing,” said Linden. “He thinks, well- he just sees everything as a threat. I don’t know if he’s ever had a positive experience with another person before. At least not in his memory. Did you…”

He trailed off and Vik simply nodded. All humour was gone from his face; he knew when to leave it out, and when it would help. “Yeah, I heard a bit of it. Heard him crying.”

“I don’t want you to take it personally-“ Linden started, but Vik had already swatted at him.

“Oh, stop it. As if I would. But I am- I am happy I’m here, even though I’m sorry it’s scared him. You need someone too, Linden. Like, shit, this is a full time job.”

“You sound weird, being nice to me” he smiled weakly. Vik grinned back at him, in complete earnest.

“Well then, we can talk about something else, if you want. Something I can confidently mock you for. Where’s Jaffa, too?” he twisted around in his chair, searching for her. His floofed-up hair, hairsprayed to excess, bobbed around on the top of his head as he went. “Where’s my little main attraction?”

Soon Vik had Jaffa on his lap where he was brushing her absent-mindedly, listening to Linden talk about the latest book he had read.

“You are a fuckin’ hermit, dude.”

“And?” Linden pulled his best bored-looking face.

“Well… actually, yeah, stay indoors. Forcing you to come drinking with me would be at the rest of the pub’s expense.”

“You’re a bastard,” Linden laughed. “It’s you they should be worrying about, with that boulder of hair on your head. Look at the state of it, it crunches when you touch it.”

“The ladies love it.”

“Yeah, ‘cause they know if they get locked out they can use it to smash a window.”

. . .

Above them, Col listened. He couldn’t make out the words, but both men seemed happy and upbeat, excited about the night ahead of them, excited about the pliant little bitch waiting upstairs.

Before that, though-

Colton had been openly defiant. He had begged for it to stop before it had even started. He hadn’t taken an ounce of pain, nothing had earned him the right to plead for mercy. He had not only been insubordinate, but he had done it while Master had a guest. That kind of embarrassment would not go unpunished. Master would not have his authority undermined by some common stray.

Col desperately needed to apologise. He knew he shouldn’t just wait for his punishment like usual this time. This time he needed to right the balance. He would prove that he knew his place, and show Master’s guest that his rule here was absolute. So with shaking hands, he slowly creaked open the door, and went downstairs.

The laughter died as he came into view, and even the feeling of their eyes settling over his body made his skin prickle. For a split second, his feet locked in place, but as usual his fear pushed them onwards. He kept his head down, his arms behind his back, his shoulders hunched. As soon as he reached Master’s feet, he knelt. Forehead to the floor. Hands to his sides, ready to be stomped on or grabbed. He was a slave. He was always open for his Master’s use. He did not answer back and he did not question.

“Col, are you, are you sure you want to be here?” Master asked from above. He was very sure. But yes, of course, it was no use Col thinking these kinds of affirmations in his head. He had to make them clear.

“I’m here to apologise, sir, for daring to answer back and embarrassing you. Your Pet knows that he is owned completely and it was c-completely wrong to question you. I had no right to ask for mercy, I don’t deserve any. I’m a mindless Pet with no free will and I exist to serve you. P-Please, accept th-this apology. It won’t- won’t happen again.”

He stammered, towards the end. He could only hope Master wouldn’t get angry about it.

. . .

Ironically, it was now that Linden was embarrassed. He glanced over at Vik, and as the two brothers made eye contact, it was as if they had exchanged a whole conversation.

You see, see what I mean? See how he is?

Yeah, dude. It’s fucked up.

I’m sorry.

Don’t be. You’re doing your best to help him. I’m not embarrassed if you’re not.

He gently reached down to Col and rested a palm on top of his head. He jerked in surprise, a weak gasp escaping his lips, but he otherwise stayed perfectly still.

“Okay, love. Thank you. I’m not angry, okay? My brother is here and he always puts me in a good mood.”

He shot another glance at Vik, mouthing this is how I make him understand. Vik nodded. He was looking at Col curiously. Linden wondered if this was how he had pictured him.

“You didn’t embarrass me. You’re fine. I’m not going to hurt you. Vik doesn’t want to hurt you either. Why don’t you go and sit on the balcony, and I’ll sit with you later, and pet your head? You’re not in trouble.”

As he retracted his hand Col’s head tilted upwards, chasing the warmth of the touch. He kept his eyes low, but whispered, “Thank you, sir, thank you, thank you for having mercy. It won’t happen again, I promise.”

“Okay, you’re okay. Let me help you up.”

It was technically an order, and Col obeyed silently, offering no resistance as Linden slipped a hand over his elbow and pulled him to his feet. He smiled at Col, but his face was blank and resigned. Beyond fear. He had done what he could, and his fate was in Linden’s hands once more. It hurt to know that. Linden could decide to leash Col at any moment, torture him with knives and burning oil and belts, and Col wouldn’t be able to do anything about it.

Linden steered him to the base of the stairs, and then gently encouraged him upwards, until he had drifted out of sight entirely.

The house was silent. He turned back to Vik, but neither had to say anything. Linden already knew that he understood.

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[makeste]

BnHA Chapter 308: VIBE: CHECKED

Previously on BnHA: Lots and lots of Shindou idk what else to tell you.

Today on BnHA: Tired Nomad Deku rescues Shindou from Muscular, and us from Shindou. Muscular is all “OH BOY I SURE CAN’T WAIT TO FIGHT DEKU AGAIN AFTER HE TOTALLY KICKED MY ASS THE LAST TIME!! I’M SURE THIS TIME WILL GO DIFFERENTLY SEEING AS HE’S HAD ALMOST AN ENTIRE YEAR’S WORTH OF ADDITIONAL TRAINING, AND ALSO HAS SIX FOURQUIRKS NOW, IN ADDITION TO THE CONFIDENCE THAT COMES WITH HAVING EIGHT OTHER PEOPLE’S SOULS CHILLING OUT INSIDE HIM OFFERING MORAL SUPPORT AND ENCOURAGEMENT.” Deku is all, “[kicks Muscular’s ass effortlessly].” Muscular is all, “[gets his ass totally kicked].” I for one am very satisfied with this, and with respect to all, I would like to hereby declare this post a discourse-free zone. I’m just happy to see my son out here making good use of his FOURQUIRKS, and more importantly beating Muscular in less than seventeen pages so we can all go on with our lives lol.

damn Deku since when were you allowed to look this cool

from this perspective and with the smoke, cape, backpack, and mask more or less obscuring his actual profile, he looks less like a sixteen-year-old boy and more like a grownass man

OH SNAP

we got a glimpse of this in the cleaned-up scan of 307, but seeing both of his eyes looking so distinctively All Might-esque here is... whoa. I mean we know that his face still looks pretty normal underneath the mask and he doesn’t actually have the black sclera, but still, this is an awesome look. mini-Might

lol Muscular

you and me both. I mean no offense, but yeah

so Deku is just standing there silently

typical Deku. tight-lipped and expressionless. mum’s the word. quiet as a mouse. silent as a grave

okay no but seriously this is so weird and creepy though you guys. Deku please say something or else I’m just gonna mindlessly say whatever stupid things come into my head in an effort to make things less awkward

so Muscular is all “I should probably make a cool speech about revenge but Horikoshi couldn’t think of anything good so I’m just going to stand here clenching my fist real slowly”

“I’m not here to go on a monologue” he says, as he monologues about not monologuing

okay you guys I confess I have only read through/watched the Deku VS Muscular fight once because the arm-breaking is just way too uncomfortable for me to revisit. and so as a result, I have completely forgotten Whatever The Deal Is with Muscular’s eye lmao so let me go look it up real quick

okay so it’s a prosthetic, obviously, and he changes it out according to his mood. that part does sound familiar. I just can’t remember which eye is supposed to indicate which mood. don’t tell me I actually have to go back and reread this shit

lol I’m skimming through chapter 75 now and remembering/realizing that I hardly paid any attention to this the first time around because as soon as I found out the villains were after Kacchan my brain was like “TIME TO FOCUS ON THIS AND ONLY THIS NOW AND FOREVER” and yeah. ah memories

anyway so he started out with the flower-looking eye, and then later on he was all

which begs the question, how on earth could I have ever forgotten the most ridiculous panel I’ve ever read lmao

anyway, but so after all of that, I'm only just now realizing that this isn't one of his previous eye prosthetics in the current chapter; this is an ACTUAL FUCKING ROCK that he's just randomly shoved into his eye socket fkdsjlk

so basically (1) I did all of that painstaking research for nothing, five whole minutes of my life wasted THANKS A LOT, and (2) what, and I have never meant this more emphatically, THE FUCK

anyway so now he's leaping at the building that Deku is standing on top of. but he’s not aiming anywhere near Deku though, wtf

(ETA: HAHA YOU BROKE ALL YOUR MUSCLES YOU LOSER.)

...huh

lmao okay then. I hope those annoying citizens in the building next door are watching this go down and rethinking their life choices

dlkdkljk

just keep standing there pressed right up against the window, why don’t you. “WHAT’S GOING ON THIS SUPER CLOSE COLLAPSING BUILDING IS BLOCKING OUR VIEW.” well, folks, we’ve long since known there’s a critical shortage of hero and villain brain cells, but what we’re learning now is that civilian brain cells are also in short supply

OH THANK GOD DEKU IS FINALLY TALKING THAT WAS ACTUALLY UNSETTLING AS FUCK

SO HE’S STILL OUR GOOD, POLITE, WORRIED, CONSIDERATE DEKU UNDERNEATH THAT COOL AND MYSTERIOUS VENEER. for real, thank fuck, because I swear to god if he suddenly started acting like the Dekus in all of the vigilante AUs my interest in this series would have dropped something like 50% lol. just because he dropped out of school and ran away from home and is currently dressed like the physical manifestation of a Linkin Park playlist doesn’t mean he’s not still the WORLD’S BIGGEST DORK okay

I MEAN, THIS RIGHT HERE. THIS IS WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT. HE’S APOLOGIZING FOR THE DELAY

PLEASE FIND THE ATTACHED SHINDOU YOU REQUESTED. BEST REGARDS!!!

OH MY GOD WHY IS HE SUCH A BADASS

something about making bold, confident statements while obscured in smoke?? idk but damn it fucking works

ffjkkl

more importantly, should you tell him you actually need your copy of Shindou in excel format and not pdf?? on the one hand you don’t want to sound ungrateful, but on the other hand what are you even supposed to do with this

this chapter so far consists of like 50% smoke, but on the other hand Deku VS Kacchan 2 had a lot of cinematic smoke too so who am I to complain

OMG IS IT HIS ARMS

IDK DID YOU?! TELL ME YOUR SECRETS. PLEASE, AT SOME POINT THIS FIGHT HAS GOT TO ACTUALLY ADVANCE THE PLOT

OHHHHHHH

IT’S EN’S QUIRK!! OH MY GOD OKAY THAT’S ACTUALLY AWESOME

I CAN HEAR THE SOUND OF DISCOURSE RUMBLING IN THE BACKGROUND BUT I DON’T CARE LOL. WON’T CATCH ME EVER SAYING NO TO ANOTHER SIXQUIRK. GO AHEAD, BRING THEM ON, I WANT TO SEE THEM ALL but take it easy though Deku. don’t want to give yourself lung cancer or anything

also it’s good to see that in a very real sense he’s not fighting alone. the Vestiges really did mean it when they said they could appear more easily now. this is on a whole other level

so is this whole next page still En talking, or someone else? because whoever it is sure is chatty

okay, several things

pretty sure it is En, because he keeps saying “I suppose.” for someone who never said two words until one page ago, this guy sure never shuts up. we can’t all follow Muscular’s lead I suppose. oh my god now I’m doing it too

really like the suggestion of Deku using the SIXQUIRKS like tools in an arsenal, because that’s what he’s good at! it’s almost like he’s been training for this his entire life. “you value quirks too much” LOOK HE JUST THINKS THEY’RE COOL OKAY IS THAT A CRIME

where the fuck did all this rope come from

not gonna ask what the fuck that thing is sticking out from the back of his utility belt. Horikoshi will surely explain this

is that a fucking jetpack. I���m sorry Deku were six fucking quirks not enough for you. you can fucking float??? but JUST TO BE SAFE, LET’S STRAP A PAIR OF ROCKETS TO OUR SHOULDERS IDK

-- or wait, is this all supposed to be like a visual representation of En’s metaphor?? OH MY GOD AM I JUST STUPID LOL, DON’T ANSWER THAT. NEVER MIND. NEW LIST!!

rope = blackwhip

jetpack = float

radio = danger sense

and so I’m guessing that this ridiculously phallic thing is supposed to be a flare or something?? and that = the new quirk, smokescreen. well that was a fucking ride lmao we now return you to our regularly scheduled chapter

so now Deku is floating to his heart’s content and thinking that he’ll just sneak up on Muscular and vibe check his ass or whatever

WOOOOOOOO DANGER SENSE YESSSS I LOVE THIS FOR HIM

okay guys, I'm gonna press pause here for a sec to make a serious note, because I am loving the shit out of this, but tbh I'm having trouble enjoying it as much as I want to because I keep getting anxious thinking about the discourse. I know that a lot of the fandom has very strong opinions on Deku's character development one way or the other, and I want to respect that. but I also really have no spoons to debate this topic at all beyond what I’ve already weighed in on. so if it’s all the same to everyone, I plan on staying out of this discussion, at least this week

anyway! that said, YEAH BOI GET HIS ASS

VIBE: CHECKED. CURB: STOMPED. HOTEL: TRIVAGO

-- OF COURSE HE’S STILL FUCKING FINE LOL HE CRASHES INTO BUILDINGS FOR FUN IDK WHAT I WAS EXPECTING

dammit Muscular. how many fucking quirks does it take to beat you?! the annoying thing is that even with all of his cool new powers, Deku is still something of a mismatch against him. anyway r.i.p. to all these poor buildings

OOOOOHHHHH

you guys have no idea how intrigued I am at the prospect of watching Deku try to play both good cop and bad cop here lmao

anyway so Muscular says he doesn’t know, go figure

“I’m not here to make small talk or anything” he says as he small talks about not small talking

OH MY GOD DEKU

are you really gonna talk no jutsu all of these villains from now on?? that last battle really did have a profound impact on you, huh! interesting

you guys he’s really doing it omg

Deku this guy tried to murder a five-year-old literally just for fun. I mean more power to you, but holy shit you’re really gonna try to defeat Muscular with anger management therapy huh

I MEAN

WHO COULD HAVE SEEN THAT RESPONSE COMING dlkjslkjk

FUCK’S SAKE DEKU, I KNOW YOU MEAN WELL BUT THEY CAN’T ALL HAVE TRAGIC PASTS KIDDO

but. I have to admit, I do still like that he tried. probably knew just as well as we did what the end result was going to be, but still. he made the effort in good faith and I respect that

uh oh

why do I get the feeling Muscular just got a whole lot deader

oh my god oh my god he’s doing the “powering up” stance ffff don’t fucking tell me you can still use your fucking arms here, Deku

BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY WHAT’S THIS??

okay so basically he’s saying that whatever it was he sensed in Tomura, he doesn’t sense from Muscular. which, yeah, that sounds exactly right. good judge of character here lol

AHHHHAHAHA YESS

WHOOPS, GET FUCKED I GUESS

WOOOOHOOOOOOOO

lmao so apparently this is the belated result of Shindou’s attack from chapter 307?? I’ll be damned. good for you Shindou!! I always liked you buddy. please just take my word on that and don’t fact check that statement

okay lol the one tiny bit of discourse I will allow is that it’s bullshit that he just did that with his right arm. like, I’ll fully acknowledge that. that makes no fucking sense, and I demand an explanation from the Great Plot Hole Filler himself. he’s never let us down before when it comes to continuity so I’m trusting him not to suddenly start now

that said, we love to see a rematch against a boring guy settled quickly and decisively within the span of a single chapter. THANK YOU

I like that Deku implies that his power is being a smart nerd who battles villains using the power of ANALYTICS. he basically didn’t do anything except restrain Muscular and wait for Shindou’s attack to take effect while halfheartedly checking to see if he regretted any of that murder and stuff

(ETA: and almost forgot to mention, he made excellent use of all four of his active SIXQUIRKS. it’s like the chapter title said; this is basically him fighting all-out, and it’s a sight to see.)

also, as cool as the mask was, this just feels right. like, we had our fun, now let us see his face, yes good

anyway, I think this was a good start towards establishing What’s Up With Deku Right Now! so if it’s all the same to Horikoshi, I would next like to take some time to explore Why’s Up With Deku. that, and What’s Up With Everyone Else, Especially Kacchan. por favor

[ticklishfiend]

Man, I always feel awkward doing these, lol. Hello! I found your work recently and really love what I've read so far! As I notice your prompts are open at the moment, if you're up for it, I'd love to see a Shinsou/Deku fic. Platonic or romantic, I don't have a preference. I just love those two together so dang much. Keep up the great work! ^^

A/N : aaa omg ok i absolutely LOVE ur blog and all ur fics, tysm for sending in a prompt!! also, this is a little longer than originally intended and i wrote it in a night so hopefully it isn't too dogshit LMAOO and pls keep in mind that this is my very first time writing for shinsou, so im not 100% sure what im doing lol <33 anyways, i rlly hope you enjoy!!

Patterned Socks (My Hero Academia)

Ship : Lee!Midoriya / Ler!Shinsou 

Summary : Shinsou is nervous after inviting Izuku over to his room, as he only just realized his crush on the green-haired boy a few weeks prior. But when Izuku shows up in full All Might attire, Shinsou can't help but tease the boy to the point of new discoveries.

Word Count : 3494

REBLOGS ARE ALWAYS GREATLY APPRECIATED!! MWAH <33

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Shinsou couldn’t help but feel a little...nervous. It wasn’t like he and Izuku had never hung out before, the freckled boy had invited Shinsou to hang out multiple times with his own group of friends, and it always made the usually kept-to-himself boy feel surprisingly loved and thought about. He’d even had a sleepover with Izuku and his friends before, and he couldn’t say it wasn’t fun for him, as he honestly had a great time, it was just...this was going to be his and Midoriya’s first time hanging out...alone.

Being alone with Izuku shouldn’t make him feel this nervous, this bubbly, this giddy. But it did. The boy with the mop of green mess on his head wasn’t even in Shinsou’s fucking room yet and somehow the teen with eye bags deeper than the ocean itself was more than wide awake with the nerves zooming through his system. He couldn’t help it though. Not after his realization weeks ago that, ‘oh shit, maybe I actually have a crush on this little nerd.’

So here Shinsou was, sitting cross-legged with a straight posture in the middle of his bed like a fucking lunatic, twiddling his thumbs and picking at his fingers like he was minutes away from taking the biggest exam of his life, when the only thing he had to currently expect was that timid, awkward kid from Class-1A to knock on his door and hang out with him for a few hours-

Knock! Knock!

“Hey, it’s Midoriya! I’m here, sorry if I’m late!” the muffled voice from behind the bedroom door was unmistakable, and somehow it made Shinsou’s heart stop for just a moment from nerves.

‘Fucking pull yourself together!’ Shinsou thought to himself as he slid off his bed, wiping his sweaty hands against the soft and linted fabric of his plaid pajama pants. ‘You’re acting like he’s here to murder you! You’re just a couple of friends hanging out, you’re making this a way bigger deal than it needs to be!’

“You’re fine, just one sec,” Shinsou spoke nonchalantly as he made his way towards the full length mirror propped up next to his closet. He hated that he actually cared enough to look at himself, to make sure he looked good, but not too good to have Izuku think he was trying to impress him or anything, even if he WAS trying to impress him, but just not-

“Okie dokie! Take your time!” Izuku giggled, and Shinsou swore all the sweat he had JUST wiped off his gross, clammy hands had just pooled right back to his palms at that adorable little sound. That stupid fucking giggle was going to be the death of him, he just knew it.

With a sigh of frustration at himself, Shinsou finally made his way towards his door, giving himself one last peek at his mirror over his shoulder before whipping his head back around and opening the door as nonchalantly as someone could perform the action.

As the door swung open, Shinsou was greeted by the sweetest smile a person could probably ever muster, the boy in front of him lifting a bag up towards the boy’s face with a giggle.

“I brought gummy worms,” Midoriya chuckled shyly, scratching the back of his neck. Shinsou couldn’t help the small tinge of endearment his eyebrows gave before trying to go back to his stoic, edgy persona, giving the boy a small smirk.

“Of course you did,” he snickered, opening the door wider to let the boy inside. “Sit your stuff wherever, I don’t mind. Just put your shoes by the door,” Shinsou shut the door behind them once he saw that Izuku was fully inside, already sitting his stuff down by the bed.

“Oh sure, no problem,” Midoriya nodded towards Shinsou, making his way back towards the door as he carefully slipped his signature red sneakers off to sit by the doorframe. Shinsou finally sat back down on his own bed, but never stopped watching the boy go about his room. It was Midoriya’s first time visiting the boy’s room, and to Shinsou it just felt so...odd, seeing him actually in here, being able to look at everything he had up on his walls and the little messes scattered around his floor. He felt almost a little insecure.

It was a colder Saturday, and it seemed Midoriya had no other plans besides hanging out with the purple-headed teen, as Shinsou saw that he was sporting a worn-out hoodie with All Might’s face adorning the front that he’s probably had for God knows how long, and some oversized pajama pants that were decorated to look like All Might’s own hero suit. He was such a fucking fanboy, even when he was trying to be comfortable. It was...it was too fucking cute.

Once Izuku had finished the business with his shoes, he made his way over to Shinsou’s bed, joining the boy on the small mattress as he climbed on top. Shinsou was sat on the front of his bed, his back against his pillows, while Midoriya had chosen to sit at the end of the bed, his legs outstretched so his feet were just about a foot away from Shinsou’s own crossed legs. Midoriya looked at Shinsou with a smile.

“So...what’cha wanna do?” Midoriya asked, propping his body up with his arms behind his back, tilting his head to the side at his question. Shinsou sucked on his teeth in thought, letting out a small “Hmm…” before scanning Midoriya up and down subconsciously. His eyes made his way down to the boy's feet propped in front of him, his eyebrows quirking at the sight before a grin stretched across his face. His head was tilted downwards towards the boy’s feet as his eyes wandered back upwards towards Midoriya’s eyes, the smirk never leaving his face.

“Are you for real right now?” Shinsou asked playfully, his eyes glancing back down towards the boy’s socks before looking back up into Midoriya’s eyes, who looked a little confused. “You even wear All Might socks?!”

Midoriya’s eyes widened a bit at Shinsou’s realization, his hand slapping at his own mouth to cover the smile etching across his face from embarrassment. His cheeks were just faintly flushed, but it was enough to make Shinsou chuckle in endearment.

“I didn’t even realize!” Midoriya muffled behind the palm of his hand a giggle escaping that made Shinsou’s brain short circuit for just a second before coming back down to reality, shaking his head with a snicker of fondness. “I wear these all the time…”

“You are unbelievable, Midoriya,” Shinsou chuckled, before gently cupping the underside of Izuku’s heel and raising it up closer to his own face. Midoriya let out a small gasp, his leg jerking just slightly from surprise, but not so much for Shinsou to lose his grasp. Where Shinsou had gained the slight confidence to take such an action, the edgy teen had no clue. But Midoriya honestly seemed to be...liking the attention? The smile was evident, even behind the palm of his hand, and even though his eyes were wide and cautious, they looked daringly into Shinsou’s own, almost asking him to make a bolder move without needing to say a word. Though really, the smile was more than enough to agg Shinsou on even further. Who was he to deny this cutie the attention he so obviously wanted?

Shinsou’s grasp on Izuku’s heel tightened a bit, enough to make Midoriya stiffen, now both of his hands going up to cup at his mouth and keep himself quiet, almost like he was trying to keep himself from protesting. Shinsou gazed at Izuku’s cute, flushed face one more time before looking back down at the socked foot in his hand, taking note of the design on the sole. It was decorated in different cartoon All Might designs. One of his face, one of his signature catchphrase “I AM HERE!”, one of his full body hero suit, and one of just his trademark bunny-like hair. Shinsou grinned at this, deciding to make his own little game out of the designs.

“So you wear these socks a lot?” Shinsou asked with a teasing tilt of his head, looking back up to Midoriya without moving the boy’s foot an inch. Izuku raised one eyebrow in slight confusion before nodding his head. Shinsou hummed with a nod, his eyes wandering back down to the sock. “So if I were to poke at...this spot here…” Shinsou brought a finger up from his free hand to the sock, his nail just barely scratching at one of the cartoons on the sole of Izuku’s foot. Izuku jerked at the sensation, a small yip muffled by his hands still being heard by the purple-haired boy teasing him near to death, much to Shinsou’s amusement. “...could you tell me which design it was?”

Shinsou continued his gentle wiggling of one finger, but it was just enough to get Izuku tittering behind his hand, one eye squeezed shut as the other glared at the boy. Izuku gave him no response, however, only pulling at his leg slightly when Shinsou scratched over particularly sensitive areas that made him let out louder snickers than others. Shinsou playfully tisked with a shake of his head.

“Not gonna play my game, huh? I thought you wanted to do something fun, Midoriya,” Shinsou just sighed with a smile, a small evil glint shining in his eyes that gave Izuku goosebumps and made his own eyes widen in...fear? Giddiness? Excitement? “Fine. New game,” Shinsou grinned wickedly before snatching up both of Midoriya’s feet and locking them by their ankles in between one of his elbows. Midoriya let out a loud gasp of shock, before playfully tugging at his feet as if he wanted to escape. They both knew it was all just for show. “Try to stay quiet.”

Midoriya’s eyes widened before immediately slamming shut at the teasingly ticklish sensations that danced across his left socked foot. Shinsou scraped at the sole slowly, using only his first three fingers to do so, but good fucking God was it effective. Midoriya’s hands seemed to be glued to his mouth at this point, almost squeezing at his cheeks to try to keep quiet, though the muffled titters did not go unnoticed by the tickling teen before him.

“Aww, whatsa matter, Midoriya?” Shinsou teased with a small grin, his fingers edging their way upwards towards the bottoms of his toes, curling into the spot he knew to be sensitive on himself which only made Izuku shriek behind his hands. “Don’t tell me you’re ticklish~”

Izuku shook his head, though the way his body was practically vibrating under Shinsou spoke volumes. “Oh, you aren’t, huh? You’re not ticklish? Not even a teensie weensie bit?”

Izuku once again shook his head, the slow and gentle tickles provided by Shinsou giving Izuku just enough leeway to lie his way through this playful torment with only tiny titters and snickers. But the moment he felt his toes being pulled back by the side of Shinsou’s hands, both of his eyes shot open in excited fear.

“Well that just won’t do, now will it? I’m a pretty convincing guy, though, so maybe we can change that up a bit,” Shinsou grinned before scratching the nail of his thumb into Midoriya’s now stretched out toes, and Izuku couldn’t hold back anymore. The boy let out a stream of giggles behind one hand, his other now shooting down to clutch at his belly.

“AHAHA! Wahahait! Nohoho!” Izuku’s eyes squeezed shut, throwing himself back to lay flat on the bed, both of his hands moving up to cover his now terribly blushing face. Shinsou snickered, incredibly amused at the boy’s intense cuteness. “I’m sohohorreheheehe!”

“Aw, you’re sorry? For what?” Shinsou chuckled before raking all four of his fingers down the sole of Izuku’s socked foot, the boy letting out a yelp at the change before dissolving back into his adorable stream of giggles.

“I dohohon’t knohohohow!” Izuku shook his head, his feet just barely pulling at Shinou’s grasp out of pure bodily instinct. Shinsou just smiled fondly, chuckling a little in amusement. The purple-haired teen zeroed in on one particular spot right under the ball of Midoriya’s foot, the poor boy under him letting out a small shriek before arching his back at the sensation, shaking his head wildly.

“Ohoho, this a good spot, Midoriya? Right here?” Shinsou scratched at the sensitive area, Izuku cackling at the sensation before shooting his hands down to clutch at the front of his own hoodie, his knuckles almost turning white. “Aw, it is, isn’t it? You can’t take it here, huh?”

“AHAHAHA! PLEHEHEASE!” Midoriya cackled, pulling at his hoodie even harder, enough where Shinsou could even see the space of skin right under the boy’s pale neck. It was freckled there too, he noted, and...he couldn’t help but wonder if he was freckled anywhere else too.

“Please what? If you want me to stop just say so,” Shinsou tilted his head, observing very closely as he noticed Izuku’s face grow an even darker shade of tickled pink. He chuckled in delight as he heard no sounds of protest from the cackling boy underneath him. “Aw, that’s it, isn’t it? You don’t want me to stop?”

“DOHOHON’T DOHOHO THAHAHAT!” Izuku giggled wildly, pulling his hoodie up to cover his face and hopefully muffle those adorable laughs as much as he could, though of course he succeeded in only looking as cute as ever.

“Don’t do what?” Shinsou smirked, his fingers moving to his other foot to scratch at the same oh-so sensitive spot, now mirrored. Midoriya practically screamed into the fabric of his hoodie at the change in sensation, curling his body upwards instinctively before flopping himself back down onto the bed through his fit of cackles.

“TEHEHEASE MEHEHE!” Izuku cackled, pulling at his feet just enough to seem like he was fighting the playful torture, when really Shinsou saw right through him and all his All Might merch far too easily.

“Oh so you WANT me to tease you? You like being teased, Midoriya?” Shinsou snickered at the panicked giggles escaping through the fabric of Izuku’s hoodie, wiggling his fingers back into that oh so sensitive curve right underneath Izuku’s toes that made the boy scream in ticklish agony. “You’re so sensitive, y’know that? So ticklish even with your little All Might socks on. I wonder, though, will it tickle worse if you don't have All Might to protect you?” Shinsou smirked before slipping his fingers under the edge of Midoriya’s sock, the green-haired boy letting out a loud gasp before whipping his head out from the hiding spot in his hoodie.

“No! Dohohon’t!” Midoriya giggled as Shinsou teasingly edged the sock slowly up the boy’s foot, not having even tickled the bare foot yet but somehow still getting a rise out of him.

“I haven’t even started yet! Are you really so ticklish you’ll laugh when tickles are even threatened?” Shinsou grinned, testing his theory once he threw the sock over to the side by wiggling his fingers just above the boy’s bare foot where Midoriya could see from his angle. Sure enough, Midoriya absolutely dissolved into a puddle of giggles, his arms clutching at his tummy as he barely tugged at his trapped feet. Shinsou couldn’t help but laugh. “Oh my god, I was kidding, I didn’t think it would actually be true!”

“Juhuhust do it alreadhehehe! Plehehehease! I can’t tahahake it!” Midoriya pleaded, his hands moving to cover up his eyes so he wouldn’t have to look at Shinsou. Shinsou felt his heart swell in adoration.

“You want me to tickle you that bad?~” Shinsou teased, slowly swiping one finger from the top of Izuku’s bare foot down to the heel, the boy gasping at the sensation, curling the foot up as much as it would go.

“Plehehease, I cahahahan’t!-” Izuku was a flustered mess under Shinsou, squirming and blushing into the oversized fabric of his hoodie, giggling like a child all the while. Shinsou finally gave in, scribbling his nails on the sole of his foot, pushing Midoriya to squeal before dissolving into panicked, high-pitched cackles. “GAHAHAHA! SHIHIHINSOHOHOU! AHAHA NAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHEASE! I CAHAHAHAN’T!”

“It doesn’t even sound like you know what you really want anymore, huh?” Shinsou giggled, slowing his fingers down to small, teasing scratches on the boy’s soles, both socked and bare. Izuku was a puddle of snickers and giggles, barely pulling on his feet as he finally opened up his eyes as much as he could to gaze up at his tormentor. Shinsou looked down at him with a smile, finally stopping his tickling to rest Izuku’s feet in his crossed lap. Midoriya’s breathing was heavy, but the smile on his face seemed plastered on, and didn’t seem to be going anywhere anytime soon. Shinsou tilted his head at the boy with a grin. “So...you liked that, didn’t you?”

Izuku whined, shoving his flushed face into his hands. “I mean...I don’t know…”

“It’s okay if you do...it’s uh…” Shinsou chuckled sheepishly, scratching at the back of his neck. “It’s kind of...cute, y’know?”

Midoriya peeked out from behind his hands to peer at Shinsou, before bringing his arms down to prop himself up and get a better look at the boy. “You thought it was...cute?”

“Well yeah, I mean...you were all giggly and stuff, and I uh, already kinda thought you were cute beforehand so that just kinda heightened the cuteness I guess,” Shinsou had a hard time making eye contact with Izuku, acting almost as if HE had been the one tickled to near tears just moments ago. He suddenly felt so shy, just like he had felt before Midoriya arrived. Where did all that previous confidence come from? And where did it go when he needed it the most? (now!) “Not to mention the fact you liked it in the first place. That’s just downright criminally adorable.”

“Quit it!” Midoriya whined with a giggle, though he left his feet in Shinsou’s lap, only kicking them out slightly during his fussing. He let out a huff of air, clearly embarrassed and very flustered. “I...I was nervous before I got here...thank you for that…”

Shinsou blinked. “Wait...you were nervous too?”

Midoriya looked up at Shinsou with a furrowed brow. “Yeah...wait, you were nervous?! Why?!”

Shinsou swallowed. He felt like some kind of nervous lump that had been growing and festering in his tummy this entire time was suddenly trying to crawl from his throat, choking him on his own words. His eyes were a bit wide, and suddenly his hands felt all clammy again like they had before Izuku arrived. “You just, uh...you make me nervous sometimes.”

“Do I do anything wrong?”

“No! No, of course not! It’s just...uh…” Shinsou huffed, rubbing his eyes with the backs of his hands until he saw fireworks, refusing to meet Midoriya’s gaze. “I kind of...like you…a little bit…”

There was a second of silence, Shinsou’s hands still covering his shy eyes as if to protect him from inevitable rejection. He felt the warmth of Midoriya’s feet slip from his lap, and at the same time felt his heart drop from it’s spot in his ribcage. He almost felt like he could cry...that is, until, he felt fingers start to poke and prod at both sides of his ribs, making him arch his back with wide eyes. Those eyes met Izuku’s own mischievous ones, a smirk growing on the green-headed boy’s still flushed face as accidental giggles started spilling from Shinsou’s lips, his body curling from left to right at each poke and prod.

“H-Hehehey! Whahahat?!-” Shinsou melted into giggles as Izuku started to pinch along his ribs, the boy falling onto his back against the pillows as Izuku straddled his waist fully, still relentless in his tickle attack.

“Stop looking so nervous and mopey, Shin,” Izuku smiled, leaning his head down to touch their foreheads together as he slowed his tickling down to his his hands resting comfortably on Shinsou’s sides. “I like you too.”

Shinsou blinked, never knowing he could blush so much until he realized just how close him and Midoriya’s faces were in that moment. They stared into each other’s eyes for seconds that felt like millenia until…

...until they kissed. And what a kiss it was. Filled with small giggles of pure joy and breathless huffs of air that made them forget they even needed oxygen in the first place. It was perfect and pure and everything Shinsou could’ve ever wanted. That night was filled with more kisses and more tickles than either of them had experienced in a lifetime, but it was worth it for each other. It was more than worth it. It was everything.

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