#i'm like 99% sure someone has already made a gif like this

[cononeillbreastingboobily]

[atsucry]

Beyond the Thorn Vines

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝐈𝐈𝐈

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝐈𝐈

Malleus Draconia x gn!reader

warnings: Incredibly boring. Actually this chap is jst like PURELY info dump so like if ch. 4 is out you can like siim over this and move on. COUGH COUGH this was made on a deadline.

content warning: none

3:12 pm, Royal Sword Academy. Dorm room

"Could you stop it with that?!" You reprimanded your friend, balling your fist and slamming it down on the bed by the side of your lap. As you read, Che'nya has been swishing his tail back and forth nonstop over the book and flipping the pages.

He laid floating above your canopy bed, enjoying the elevation over ground. And when he bent backwards to face you; it was an uncanny sight.

"You've been analysing that for a while now, don't tell me you have trouble with comprehending the material!" The cat snickered.

"Ya know…you could ask for my help," he suggested. "If you want!"

You slouched back into your pillow, holding the book open over your stomach. "Oh please, you'd word it as more complicated than it already is." You hadn’t noticed, but your eyebrow started slightly twitching.

Taking a double look at the page, you found that you still hadn't understood it, not one bit! It had messed with your head all morning, that or it was just Che'nya's interruptions.

The feline flipped over on his stomach and looked at you with owlish eyes, resting his head in folded arms. "Hm, Tomorrow's Magi-shift against NRC. You comin' to watch or are ya just gonna watch from the sidelines?"

"Ugh," you let your head drop to the side. "but the headaches…" You grumbled in displeasure. It was one of those headaches that would feel like knives that stabbed into your cranium. An awful one Indeed. You swear that one of these days you would pass out from the severity, though, hopefully not sooner or later.

"I'll get ya headphones if the whole stadium is too loud—!"

"It's not the noise!" You shouted in a whisper. Somehow you could never watch past anything near the championship round, so you never really saw who the winners were. Though you were certain that it was always RSA. NRC hasn't won against you all for 99 years.

Your friend grinned from ear to ear, a bemused noise left him and nodded his head from side to side akin to a bobble-head figure. "By-the-bye," he interrupted. "If you want to get rid of that 'awful headache' as you say…" Che'nya had always been the type of friend who you could never anticipate what action they might pull off next. But you could always tell If it leaned on more mischief or genuine goodwill.

"You should try seeking someone."

What he said was so stupidly blatant that it might've been a bigger, mind crushing headache than the ones you got occasionally.

"I've already tried that! I mean—of course I'd go to a doctor for migraines that won't go away. Who wouldn't—"

"That's not what I was referring to, silly," He chuckled, pressing his fingertips against his lips to…attempt to conceal the mockery. "But take it as ya will."

You raised your brow, He looked at you knowingly. His intentions weren't quite clear to you, but you could only hope for it to be rational, but what were you kidding?

"...Are you withholding information from me? Or what?"

"Aha! no no! not at all! I'm only suggesting, as any good friend does," He said with a dismissive hand wave, ascending down slowly at the foot of your bed to lay down, stretching his arms before flipping to face you.

"...You sure do love messing with me, don't you?" Your friend only responded in an amused shrug. "Well, I'll be off. Knowing you, this conversation won't go ANYWHERE till you turn over every rock. Buh-bye!" Che'nya's laugh resonated throughout him, trembling. He disappeared starting from his tail, his body followed. His legs were next and then his head—leaving behind a grin before it poofed away too. He frequently crashed at the Heartslabyul dorm to meet up with his childhood friends, his ability to turn invisible helped him stay low.

"Oh..that cat…" You wondered if Che'nya's teasing had a grain of truth to it—was there something more to what you were seeking, something you hadn't yet realised? The idea nagged at you, even as you tried to push it aside.

You managed to push yourself off the bed, tidying the sheets and led yourself to the front of your door, turning the knob to head for somewhere, anywhere. Though, no clear intention really presented itself to you. 'What to do with myself…I suppose a change of scenery could do me some good. For once. Not that I had anything else to do.' You thought to yourself.

After a few minutes well into aimlessly wandering, you stood at the threshold before walking inside, the mouth of the library engulfing you and its doors magically closing on their own—crashing in with a loud thud. The smell of old parchment welcomed you.

It seemed to only be you here. And the librarian.

You made a beeline for the literature section, the bookshelf was curtained in dust. Most thought of old things as borish, so it's to no one's wonder that it hadn't been touched.

You pulled out a book from the fourth shelf using a ladder, a book of turquoise leather binding and a golden spine. The cover had an engravement of a simple rose, peculiarly, its centre spiralled inwards and sometimes shone at you. You read the title: 'The whispers from no end, the collection.' It was a small thing. No bigger than your hands by 2 inches. The cover was still intact and wasn't actively rotting away in your hand…deducting that you were its first reader in ages. Atleast that's how you thought it worked.

Its charming cover attracted you, almost as if handing itself over to you. you slid down the ladder to make your way to one of the desks as you already began flipping through the pages.

You settled for a random page and began reading.

And when shadows swirled

around a solitary candlelight,

aware that it was seen

only by virtue of its glow.

At an opportunity to take leave

it scampered toward the exit,

yet with every step,

a cold breeze pushed it back.

In a moment of realisation,

it retreated into the depths

of the desolate manor,

unfurnished and shrouded in darkness.

You murmured the lines to yourself, jotting down notes for dissecting later. The notes didn't necessarily have to be done neatly, but just legible enough for you to understand.

From the right of you, you heard a sudden crack. Your eyelids burst open as you picked up the sound of glass shattering, but the windows in front of you seemed intact—The mystery of it confounded you.

Your eyes landed on the book you had just picked up, bringing it up close to your face once more to inspect it. It shone yet again in your eye, forcing you to jar your head and avoid the ray. At once, you picked up on a glass bead at the centre of the spiralled rose.

A crack ran along the delicate glass, atypically managing to break itself with no external force, that's what you thought, anyhow.

Your attention was engaged to the peculiar object, it almost lured you in. "...What could've possibly happened to you?" despite being something inanimate, you spoke to it as if you were referring to something that was animate. People would wonder why they'd always catch you doing this.

Your fingers ran along the fissure, untill it cut the tip of it. Pulling your hand back to your body, pinching the fingertip and swiping away the droplet of blood. Your blood seeped into the glass. Dropping the book and leaving it open.

It was that awful jabbing headache again. You've had almost enough of this tantalizing torture. But there was little to nothing you could do. "And if I had sought medical help, I'd have to down another useless pill."

Knowing that practically every item in here was laced with magic, you knew that you must have managed to involuntarily trigger something. And with such an anomalous appearing cover nonetheless.

"Agh…No, wait! Ack! I already have a curse on me—! I don't need another!"

With the senses that you had left, you managed to clasp the book shut with a loud slam—the pressure and force could've compressed the pages back into its former crisp and straight state. And by luck, your troubles were gone—and it only puzzled you even more so than answering anything.

Even the library seemed to hold its breath, anticipating another sudden outburst to happen. But nothing came after. And this became your telltale sign that it was time to leave.

Cautiously picking the book back up, you checked to see if it would come back alive, which it didn't—fortunately. You didn't bother to ask the librarian if you could borrow it—not wanting to show that you have…broken it.

By then, the hallways were painted in orange hues that reflected off of the pristine marble pillars and floors, your heels clicked against the tiles and echoed throughout. You eventually made it to the grand staircase that led up into the dorm rooms, though quite a hassle to walk up—since by every stop you'd have to catch your breath—it was gorgeous nonetheless.

You stumbled a bit on the way, but you ultimately made it back to your room safe and sound, removing your shoes— lugging the book onto your desk and crashing into your bed—Allowing yourself to melt into the sheets. Inward and outwardly exhausted.

"I can't exactly sit here and do nothing…can I…? Haha…" You chuckled to yourself. picking yourself up and sitting down at the edge of the bed, swinging one leg over the other. "'Go seek someone' He says! I've already gone to a doctor before, and if it did work, I wouldn't be complaining now!" You sighed into the palm of your hand.

“Every time I think I’m getting somewhere, it’s like I hit a wall. What am I even missing?”

“Well, at least the day's winding down,” you said, shifting uncomfortably on the bed. “Maybe a break will do me some good. It’s not like I’m making any progress here.” With a resigned sigh, you pushed the thoughts aside, resolved to get some rest. You lay back on your bed, letting the soft mattress calm you.

As you closed your eyes, the room fell silent, save for the faint echoes of your own thoughts drifting into the night.

Note: HEYEYEY srry for the lobg update i was dealinf with problems, my bad gng🙏 APOLOGIES FOR ANY WRITING ERRORS😊

[undertalebabbleblog]

UTDR 9th Anniversary Newsletter Musings

(Here's a link to the newsletter if you haven't already read it: Autumn 2024.) (It's spring right now where I am...) (Eh, oh well.)

First of all, Tori blowing fire to light the candles, very cool, might have to draw that.

Hmm, that's a lot of a certain number... You know what, I don't even have to go into this, we all know what it's referencing.

An interview with Sans, heck yeah!

As I expected, it's a joke, but... uh... just me, or does it seem like it might be talking about something else? Not entirely sure what, but I'm sure there's already plenty of theories despite it literally only coming out today. In any case, it was very amusing and some classic Undertale humour. Also

Jeez, Tori, it's been years, you've already made your feelings about Asgore's actions clear. Give the poor guy a break. (Link to the full interview if you wanna read it: Sans: What do you think about the number nine?)

...Toby? Toby, what does this mean? TOBY WHY DO YOU MAKE THE MOST INNOCUOUS STATEMENTS THAT HAVE SO MUCH POTENTIAL MEANING BEHIND THEM ...This is... ominous, to say the least, given the Snowgrave route and the fact that Toriel might join us in the Dark World in Chapter 3... ...I'm just overthinking this, right? ..........right???

Toby, this is the Undertale fandom you're talking to. Since when have we ever been responsible with Sans or his AUs? You should know better than to trust us with this skeleton by now. *Proceeds to use cup for strawberry milkshake* ....Dammit, now I want to draw him with a bunch of different-coloured eyes... just because...

Never misses a chance to do this sort of thing, does he? (It has my real name in it, which I don't really want to show, so have some badly edited screenshots instead.) I have made butterscotch cinnamon pie before and it was genuinely delicious. Would love to bake one in that Toriel pie tray. ...I wonder how a fish and chips pie would actually taste, though...?

PERFECTION

I would buy every single item of this kitchen merch if I had the money.

*vibrating intensely with excitement*

Very nice, always cool to see unused stuff and concepts.

. . .

*Well, there is a man here. *He might be happy to see you. *What do you think?

...I overthink these things too much.

And finally, we get a letter.

My best friend's favorite number is nine. It's because there isn't a number that's higher. 9. 99. 999. 9999. If everything gets high enough, You become invincible. Nothing can hurt you anymore. Nothing can hurt anyone anymore. But isn't it scary, to think there's a highest number? That, if you made 99 good memories, you couldn't hold anymore. So I don't like to keep count of the flowers we pick, or the times that they laugh, or how many scary faces they make. I just hope we'll be friends for 999 more years.

(Couldn't screenshot the whole thing because it was too big, so I just copied the text. Here's a link to the original: Letter) On one hand, the spacing is kind of reminiscent of what we assume is Gaster. But on the other hand, it's not in all caps, and the language is different, and from what we know of the mysterious scientist (which is quite frankly very little), it wouldn't make sense. There is, however, someone else that would make a lot more sense.

*I'll go get the flowers. *I should have laughed it off, like you did... *Okay, [Name], are you ready? *Do your creepy face!

And most telling of all, "My best friend"...

It's. It's Asriel. IT'S GOTTA BE AZZY OKAY COME ON, THERE'S THE MENTION OF THE SCARY FACES AND EVERYTHING

...Ahem.

My hypothesis is that it's Asriel Dreemurr.

Aaaaannnddd... that's it for this newsletter! I needed somewhere to dump my thoughts on it, and that's kinda what this blog is for, so yeah.

A very happy birthday to my favourite game of all time.

If you have any theories or observations about the newsletter, I'd love to see them!

See ya next time, Pup

[bonkers-4-hatter]

@sacredwarrior88 asked: To celebrate my birthday today, may I please request headcanons for Hotch, Derek, and Spencer having a female S/O who owns a bar that’s famous for selling special drinks based off certain characters like this?

Of course!!!! I know I already told you, but Happy Birthday! I hope you had a great one!!! I hope you enjoy the headcannons hun!! <3 <3 <3 You're amazing! :)

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Headcannons with !Female S/O that make drinks around their personalities:

Hotch (The Black Manhattan):

You were closing up the bar for the night, you decided to close early since Aaron said he was leaving work early.

He recently closed an intense case and you were glad he was listening to your advice of taking a break before jumping into more work.

The front door of the bar opened and Aaron walked through locking the door back up and made his way toward you.

You noticed his feet dragged a little bit making you worry.

"Hey there handsome, sit down I got the thing you need."

He smiled softly at you and sat at a barstool.

You started to pull out ingridients and glasses. You saw the perplexed look on his face.

"I know that look Aaron, we can talk about it at home, for now let me make you a drink, something new I thought of. You'll like it."

You can see his eyes analyzing the ingridients in front of him. "Coming up with a profile for the drink I'm making?"

He gave a short laugh. "Something like that Y/N."

I grabbed a glass and filled it with ice, adding Rye, Amaro, Aromatic Bitter, Orange Bitters and stirred. Aaron had a relaxed look on his face as he watched me work.

Straining the liquid in a double old fashioned glass, I garnished it with an orange peel on top and slid it out to him on the bar top.

"One Black Manhattan on the house"

Aaron thanked me and took a drink.

"It's an elegant drink that has a bittersweet taste, but the aftermath leaves your mouth sweet and wanting more...kinda like you Aaron."

He laughed finishing the drink. "It was a great drink Y/N, can I give you a tip?"

"Sure?" I wasn't sure where he was going until he leaned over the bar top and kissed me.

Spencer (Lemon Lime & Bitters):

It was late, about 3:00 AM and you were cleaning up from a busy Saturday night. You let your two employees go as your boyfriend Spencer said he was coming to help you close up.

A soft knock on the front entrance made you look up.

Spencer was there with a smile on his face waving. I went and let him in giving him a hug as I closed and locked the door.

"Thank you for helping Spence! You're the best!"

"Of course Y/N, I'm sure you're exhausted after tonight. I wanted to make sure you got home safe and I didn't want you alone here."

You smiled and grabbed his hand, leading him to the bar.

"Take a seat, I'll whip up a drink for you, and yes, it'll be 99% non-alcoholic, I promise."

Spencer smiled happy you remembered he was taking new medication and couldn't really drink.

"This drink reminds me of you, but since you love your puzzles, I'll let you try to figure it out as I make it."

He smiled as I started to gather my ingridients. I saw his eyes glancing at the labels and I could practically see the gears turning in his cute little head.

I fill a glass to the top with ice, chopped a lime in half and squeezed the juice of half of it into the glass. Then, I filled the glass with lemonade then topped it off with five drops of Angostura Bitters before stirring and adding a slice of lemon and lime.

Sliding the drink over to Spencer, I gave him a warm smile. "Here we go, one Lemon Lime and Bitters on the house for one cute special agent."

I saw his cheeks flush. "Thank you Y/N." I watched as he took a drink as he let our a sigh.

"It's really refreshing and kind of sweet with the lemonade."

"It reminds me of you Spence. Someone who's refreshing, sweet and pretty to look at."

I laughed as his face turned beet red.

Derek (Cuban Old Fashioned):

It was winding down at your bar as a familiar face walked in. It was none other than Derek himself with a swagger in his step as usual.

"Hey babygirl!" His voice was loud and proud as the few stragglers looked up at him as I waved back a goofy smile on my face.

I ran around the bar and hugged him, as he hugged me back. "Alright, you guys gotta go, my girl needs to close up."

The few stragglers who were intimidated by him followed his instructions as they slugged off thorugh the front door which I closed and locked up.

Turning to Derek, I put my hand up to my forehead and 'swooned'. "Oh, my hero." He laughed at my dramatic display before cleaning up the tables the stragglers were at and flipped the chairs upside down so the cleaning crew could sweep.

I was finishing some things behind the bar as he slipped into one of the barstools, his eyes following me as I cleaned.

"Ya know, it's rude to stare at a bartender when shes not making you a drink." He laughed and looked me up and down. "Then how about makin' me a drink babygirl?"

I roll my eyes but get some ingridients out. "One mystery cocktail coming up...wanna take a guess at what I'm making mr. profiler?"

I take a cocktail shaker out and add bourbon, simple syrup, fresh lime juice and Angostura bitters. Filling it with ice, I pop the top on and shake it all vigorously.

I did a few tricks with the cocktail shaker, flipping it, shaking it behind my back, all the pretty things to get you extra tips.

Grabbing a chilled coupe glass, I strain the mixture into the glass and top it with some Prosecco and garnished it with fresh mint leaves. Sliding the drink over to Derek, I blew him a kiss.

"Here you handsome, one Cuban Old Fashioned. Wanna take a sip and see why I think this drink is you?" He grinned and took a sip as he let the flavor linger like I taught him to do. He had a puzzled look on his face. "Okay, I give, tell me what this is me Y/N."

"Well, it has a complex flavor mixture that makes you taste something different each time, but underneath it all, it has a sweetness that's addicting and once you have a taste, you're always coming back for more."

Derek downed the rest of the drink and bit his lip looking at you from across the bartop. "Better hurry and close up babygirl, becuase I'm about to show you something else that comes back for more...and more...and more."

You've never closed up the bar faster in your life after those words were said.

[talesfrommedinastation]

In Defense of Tech's Hairline

It breaks my heart when I see fan art of Tech with a full head of hair. 

While I don’t mind seeing different versions of him (darker skin and different features to better resemble Temuera Morrison is awesome, and I love it!), it does seem as if fans are trying to override a critical part of aging for many adults. 

After all, 50% of biological men will lose their hair before 50, 25% of them before the age of 21. 21! 

So, when people change Tech’s hairline, it makes me feel quite sad. It’s something that many people go through, and it’s as if the message is: “If you’re balding, you’re not handsome enough. I need to fix that.”  

(Tech's skin, bone structure, and puppy dog eyes prove that statement is wrong, as seen above).

Which is far from the truth. There’s plenty of incredibly handsome folks with less hair, but even so, it’s a part of aging that many people are incredibly insecure and embarrassed about, because society sees thick hair as beautiful, and receding or balding as old or silly. 

Look, I’m a lady with long blond hair in real life. So why am I worked up about this? 

Well, let me tell a quick story, namely, of a guy I know who reminds me so much of Tech. 

That guy is my husband of almost a decade. 

A chief systems engineer with a graduate degree in science, my husband is an adrenaline junkie, an Eagle Scout, a gaming geek, and an absolute loving papa bear to our daughters. He’s Tech IRL, and it’s part of the reason I fell head over heels in love with that member of Clone Force 99. 

(Above: Tech, but I'm sure my spouse has said that to me when I've asked when we're finally going on vacation to Hawai'i).

My husband and I met in graduate school, when he was 23 and  I was 24. He wrestled in high school, and did competitive jiu-jitsu throughout undergrad and graduate school as well. As a result, his fair hair was always buzzed, making it impossible to grab during a grapple. But there was another reason he kept his hair very short.

My then-boyfriend was already going bald, in his early 20’s. 

He could have been sensitive about it, but, ever the stoic cowboy type (I married a Texan, what can I say?) he just shrugged it off, and kept his hair barely above stubble, so few noticed. Eventually, he grew it out, but his receding hairline still bothered him.

He made up for it by growing a magnificently sculpted beard, but snarky remarks from friends and strangers still came through, ranging from how he looked older than me, to asking who he was cursed by to have so much facial hair but none on his head. 

Finally, the inevitable ‘halo’ happened, shortly after our wedding. You know what I’m talking about:

 My husband was not even 30. When he noticed the inevitable full loss of his hair, because of a friend’s unflattering picture of him on Facebook, the clippers came out, and he’s had a fully buzzed and shaved head (a la Captain Picard) ever since. 

Once in a while, he lets his hair grow back…and that hairline comes out, along with the halo on his crown. And guess who happened to be on the screen when my toddler and I were scrolling through Disney + one fine day? 

Sure enough, my almost two year old actually pointed at the screen and screamed, “DADA!” when Tech appeared. The fact that it was a scene where Tech was happily ignoring everyone and tapping away on his data pad was pure kismet--that was my husband on the screen!

My youngest and I got hooked on the show ever since. 

My husband is a dashing, handsome, confident guy who knows he’s smart and that he’s loved.

Just like Tech. 

Seeing the internet go donkey bonkers for him and that hairline of his makes me grin nonstop. (We will not discuss the finale on season 2 here and no, I have not let my toddler watch it either) I like knowing that a ton of people are absolutely simping and crushing on a guy with a receding hairline.

It gives me hope that many who are not feeling confident due to hair loss can see someone like Tech, and suddenly think: “The man is self-assured as all heck, and he has hair like me. Maybe I should be more like him!”

We do not talk as much about hair loss, because, ironically enough, Tech has a quote about it: "It is a fundamental part of life."

So, when I see Tech redrawn with a full head of hair, I just think of the heartache my poor honey went through as a young guy in his 20’s, already facing an inevitable part of aging the vast majority do not look forward to. 

It's inevitable, but there's plenty of handsome dudes with little to no hair, ranging from Picard to Jason Statham and now, our animated neurodivergent prince of the Marauder. I love his hairline.

 Besides, we all can’t be Howzer, dang it, with his flawless fade and mop of glorious hair.

("Howzer deserves his own issue of Tiger Beat," - Reddit)

[just-some-random-blogger]

good day or evening from the mingming<з THIS KITTY is me when you say 28C is cold... 'i dont expect them to' actually i dont too. want some quality time with my catmom. meowmeow. but YOU. youre cruel... but fine i found you so its alright. im not religious so i cant fully understand you but. if it helps you and makes you feel confident, ig its good. bc its true. 'i hate war' true. tbh, 99% of destruction (which includes killing, violence and all) is the ugliest thing and has no right to exist. im so glad youve found your peace at loving yourself. maybe if all people could do it, there wouldnt be so much destruction. thanks for your support TT luv u so much TT 'i can be contrary and always build people up' ig you can. guess you are. you have a very welcoming and supportive image. HAJDHJS i'm glad youre good. no but should i be offended by this dry comparison??.... im not typing it on the phone to insert emojis love no TT 'favorite things FOOOOOD' YEEEEY it already sounds good! oh i love rice too! champorado looks tasty. its really uncommon for me so its reallyreally interesting. do you think we like any warm food bc its cold here?? we literally have okroshka... omg its so intriguing to learn abt things' history?? and mexican stuff? wow sounds surprising to me. like ive said im bad at history.. so yeah its really educational lol. omg you made spain look so cunning and mysterious (: you probably didnt mean it to but sounds so conspiratorially... 'what does poka mean?' bye. you didnt want me to message you so i said bye >:( too many symbols omgomg what speech? hope your hw is alright too... ok its your right to not continue watching. but that poor guy... you abandoned him... 'this was so dry i was like' i tend to sound pretty convincingly so dont worry youre not my only victim. should i call you saint hannah or saint catmom now?... 'I LOVE IT WHEN GIRLS GIVE BOYS FLOWERS' oooh flowers are pretty themselves. i need someone to give me flowers first. then ill think. 'IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEANT TO CONFUSE YOU' its ok its my revenge for dante. i learnt what it meant. yeah classical literature is a chore but... ive got a classical literature exam... i have no choice.... its pretty sometimes but when youre obliged to read it, esp at school... it wasnt meant for teens guys... ESPECIALLY russian classical literature.... can you tell anything abt filipino literature? 'her dad an ugly rat L' ig its not enough for him. even cunt is not enough for him. hasjsjs this aemond meme TT so true TT and i cant watch the tiktok as its banned in russia but i hope you laugh for me! also abt them! im finally watching official hotd's bts and WOW its so impressive? ig i needed to watch it insted of the series and wouldve been more satisfied. how were your classes? tell me more abt filipino culture please! its interesting! have a nice day/evening/night/life! love you! take care<з

HELLO MUNING <3

me playing the piano HAHAHAHAH

you know my mom is so so so good at playing piano. i am 99.9 percent sure that i got my love for music from her. i always wanted to learn how to play as good as her, and i mean i guess i could always practice but like she's so good that whenever she hears me she gets mad when i get it wrong T_T i means she isnt like that anymore but the trauma is real

THIS KITTY is me when you say 28C is cold...

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHA

i meant its not cold but sometimes the air gets kinda cold HAHAHAH

'i dont expect them to' actually i dont too. want some quality time with my catmom. meowmeow. but YOU. youre cruel... but fine i found you so its alright.

quality time time haha ????????? WHY AM I CRUEL THIS TIME T_T

im not religious so i cant fully understand you but. if it helps you and makes you feel confident, ig its good. bc its true.

lol honestly its not that im religious either. i dont have the oppurtunity to go to church but i have a personal relationship with God so thats what that it. its so much easier to believe in God than yourself to be honest. i hope you find your confidence too!

'i hate war' true. tbh, 99% of destruction (which includes killing, violence and all) is the ugliest thing and has no right to exist. im so glad youve found your peace at loving yourself. maybe if all people could do it, there wouldnt be so much destruction.

WAR BOOO TOMATO TOMATO TOMATO 🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅🍅 war ugly L EW 👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎👎 im glad ive found my peace too. its a constant process and progress though. it fluctuates. sometimes i love myself SO MUCH sometimes like.... 1/9 sometimes 10000% sometimes .00000000000000000001 so like again my constant is God who never changes. dont be hard on yourself if you cant love yourself sO MUCH. baby steps count! progress is not linear!

i do also think if people found more love not just form themselves but others too there wouldnt be war. the irony in love is the more you give it away, the more you have!!!! I LOVE LOVE!!!!! that's why i have a lot of love to give! (｡･∀･)ﾉﾞCOS I LIKE GIVING IT AWAY

thanks for your support TT luv u so much TT

'i can be contrary and always build people up' ig you can. guess you are. you have a very welcoming and supportive image.

love that for me

HAJDHJS i'm glad youre good.

я всегда голоден. 24/7

no but should i be offended by this dry comparison??.... im not typing it on the phone to insert emojis love no TT

HAHAHHAHAHAH that's fine. it's a russian thing ig AHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH it'S NOT MEANT TO BE OFFENSIVE! it's a hasty generalisation fallacy but hahahha in my head its canon lol HAHHAHAHA

'favorite things FOOOOOD' YEEEEY it already sounds good! oh i love rice too! champorado looks tasty. its really uncommon for me so its reallyreally interesting. do you think we like any warm food bc its cold here?? we literally have okroshka...

well i mean i would assume if its too cold you'd want to eat smth warm no? its not to say you dont like cold things either . IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE CHAMPORADO MY MOM MADE CHAMPORADO AND IT WAS SAAAAUUURRRR GOOOOD i love eating. imma show you another dish i love love love love so much

GINATAN

OK OK I HAVE TO EXPLAIN THIS TO YOU

so ginatan or ginataan comes from the word gata which is like coconut milk like like the creamy version cos coconut milk has like a juice version but that's just juice the coconut milk is from like squeezed coconut flesh hehe lol. ok so ginataan means like 'a dish with gata/you put gata'

and theres like a savory version of ginataan

idk in the internet it has a g as in ginataang which i guess makes sense cos if you said, ginataang hipon, that means shrimp (hipon) with coconut milk (ginataang lol)

but you can literally call any dish with coconut milk ginataang. but that's like the savory version.

idk honestly sometimes when someone says we have ginataang i get bamboozled and think its ginatan (which is the dessert) so even i get it confused but i think the difference (in the name) is that if its the dessert, we say ginatan, with one a in the end and if its the savory dish (IDK WHAT TO CALL IT IN ENGLISH IN FILIPINO ITS ULAM AND ITS WHAT WE EAT WITH RICE AND IDK IF THERES AN EQUIVALENT OF THAT IN RUSSIAN SO IMMA JUST CALL IT SAVORY DISH) its ginataang

ANYWAY super side tracked.

Ginatan

this one! ^^^^^^^^^ 🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤🤤 has got to be one if not MY MOST FAVORITE food ever ever ever (ok maybe dessert lol)

there are many variations of it but my fav is the one with bilo-bilo which is usually called ginatang halo-halo HAHAHAHH we like saying things twice. ok halo-halo basically means mix-mix and it's also a dessert!!!

ITS ALSO ONE OF MY FAVORITE I LOVE FOOD SO MUCHL:ASHDFLAHSFLHASFaf

the reason why both of those are called halo-halo is because its mixed with A LOT of different things. (i'll talk about halo-halo first ig)

halohalo (im too lazy to put the -) has like ube ice cream, ube (that's actually ube T_T oh ube hayala its called HAHAHAAH (you can put that in bread! and its sweet! HAHHA

it also has leche flan (you know that right? HAHAHH like flan but we call it leche flan cos milk is leche in spanish) it also has gulaman!!!

its fundamentally like jelly ig

then nata de coco (tbh less people put it there and i think thats sad)

this is kind of like gulaman but harder and sweeter and sometimes it leaves a pulp in your mouth!!! ?????!!?!?!?!? it kinda hard to explain but its also from coconuts i have no idea how its made

a lot of southeast asian countries love coconuts YAY COCONUTS

it also has sago

or like what english speakers say tapioca pearls ? its kind of the same for the one in bobba milk tea things if youve ever tried it but i would say the bobba ones are much much chewier and sweeter. sago (at least in halohalo is more on a neutral side ??? i think but still chewy!!!)

it also has beans, like red beans T_T i used to hatE THEM but now i like them

i might be forgetting something but i

OH WAIT

they also put ^^ macapuno, which is like sweet coconut strands its really sticky IDK SOME TASTE LIKE WAX AND I THINK ITS A MANUFACTURING THING which is why i kinda dont like it idk the pic looks kinda gross but i couldnt find anything else lhf;lhasfa

anyway i think thats all HAHAHAH I GOT SIDE TRACKED SO BADLY AND WENT TO HALOHALO INSTEAD OF GINATAN HALOHALO HAHHAHAHAHAAH

anyway lets go back to that

ginatan has saba which is a type of banana, not like the ones you put in idk banana splits

this is it. some people like to boil this T_T (NOT ME) and eat it like that. i dont want to yuck someones yum but i really dont like it. i dont like it when people cook/process banana (with some very few exceptions like ginatan)

kamote (idk what it is in english T_T i think its yam?????????????????? SWEET POTATO??????? idk it has different colors and stuff my mom puts the purple ones in her ginatan AY NVM SHE DOESNT LIKE PUTTING KAMOTE IN HERS COS SHE DOESNT LIKE IT HAHAHHAH NVM but yeah

this is kamote T_T

and then gabi which is taro i think T_T idk either. you might get confused if you search it cos its also the word for night in filipino. GAbi is the food gaBI is night lol

anyway here it is! im like ....... 55% sure its taro HAHHAHA

ginatan also has sago, sometimes big ones sometimes mini ones, it depends on what you want

AND THE BEST INGREDIENT OF IT ALL BILO-BILO

it's basically the big white chew balls in the... the soup? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IDK WHAT ITS CALLED ITS NOT A SOUP HAHAHHHAAHHAH but while were talking about the soup its basically just coconut milk water and sugar thats it

ANYWAY BILO-BILO IS SUPER CHEWY AND SOFT AND AMAZING AND DELICIOUS AND ITS MADE FROM GALAPONG which is basically like glutinous rice + water =

^^^^ this. you can use this to make more but i cant think of anything rn AHHAHAH also i made this post so long already HAAHHAHAHAHAH

that's it for food today HAHAHAHAHAHA

omg its so intriguing to learn abt things' history?? and mexican stuff? wow sounds surprising to me. like ive said im bad at history.. so yeah its really educational lol.

HAHAA i dont remember you saying you were bad at history i just remember you telling me a bit about russian history and literature and i was like 'i gotta get this right cos she good at history or whatevah GAAAAAAAAAAH' HAHHHHAAHAHAHH

i also like learning about history tbh, especially when its said in an interesting way. cos when i think of my classes in school its so T_T boring, but when i watch youtube videos its SO MUCH FUN!!!

omg you made spain look so cunning and mysterious (: you probably didnt mean it to but sounds so conspiratorially...

HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHA ITS NOT A CONSPIRACY ITS LIKE REAL!!!!!! this is how i explain stuff to my classmates when we go through lessons and its easier for them to understand and easier for me to explain. i mean to be fair, spain conquered us for ~333 years sooooo yeah pretty cunning and maybe half mysterious cos eventually the pilipinos were like ???? bruh you've been treating us poorly the entire time AND stealing from us ???? GTFO

'what does poka mean?' bye. you didnt want me to message you so i said bye >:( too many symbols

I LITERALLY HAD TO GO BACK TO THAT MESSAGE I THOUGHT YOU SAID 'i can give long messages or smth' NOT THE OTHER WAY AROUND you can send me 10000000000 messages id read them all but it will take a while.

omgomg what speech?

it was a speech by our second president Manuel L. Quezon. it was basically declaring Filipino as our lingua franca/national language cos up til then, a little after WWII ?? i think or NO before WWII we didnt have one and the last time i researched about it, i think the philippines has the most spoken languages ever in the world? ok lemme just google it

nvm google said its papua new guinea HAHAHHAH but we have so many languages in the ph and at the time, because of our colonizers, like spanish was prevalent then the americans came so english was next, and then we got our own govt and pres was like 'Ok our language is going to be called filipino which is based on Tagalog'

AND CAN I JUST TELL YOU

;KLASGFL;ASGHFLASFLSAHSAFH FUCKING FUCKING IDIOTS THEYRE SO FUCKING STUPID AND KNOW IT ALL I HATE FIL-AMS FUCK OFF YOU POSER RAT T_T ok ignore that i was talking to these 3 strangers on this walkie-talkie thing and they were supposedly all filipino BUT FROM THE STATES AND I TOLD THEM MY FIRST LANGAUGE IS FILIPINO AND THEY HAD THE FUCKING AUDACITY TO CORRECT ME AND SAY ITS TAGALOG NO YOU FUCKING IDIOT WHO CANT DIFFERENCIATE YOUR AND YOURE FUCK YOU DONT CORRECT ME ABOUT MY OWN FUCKING LANGAUGE IM PRETTY SURE YOU CANT EVEN FUCKING SPEAK

i said i wont cuss but THEY PISS ME OFF SO BAD FUCK YOU RAT

ANYWAY they said Filipino is the person and Tagalog is the word. and i was like ? it;s BASED OFF OF TAGALOG BUT TO CALL IT TAGALOG IS REGIONALISM AND UNINCLUSIVE AND ITS CALLED FILIPINO BECAUSE ITS THE UNIFIFED LANGUAGE FUCK YOU YOU KNOW NOTHING Also the person is Pilipino you uneducated rat im sure you would fail in our school system if you went to the phililppines fuck you. OK filipino is acceptable cos its the english version of pilipino /: but RAT still

DID YOU KNOW 70% IN AMERICA IS A PASSING AND HIGH GRADE HAHAHAHH 70 is below failing here /: 75 is like you barely made it. ok dont quote me on that fr BUT I SAW A BUNCH OF TIKTOKS ABOUT IT AND this one foreign girl when to the ph and said she got a 70smth and she was like thats good and she was shocked it was failing

SO YALL DUMB AF GAAAAAAAAAAAH I REALLY HATED THE FACT THOSE THREE 'FILIPINOS 🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢🤢' GANGED UP ON ME LIKE THAT I WAS LITERALLY LIKE GOOGLE IT GOOGLE IT YOURE SAYING WHAT I LEARNED IN SCHOOL IN THE FUCKING PHILIPPINES IS WRONG AND THEY WERE LIKE YES

l/aksgf;klSDAGG:KLJggb;jbk;B:GKSJbgjkdlgbddsdfsgdg;glhd;hgl;SDhgli;sdhgl;isdlhgsi;D FUCK YOU IM SO ANGRY

whooo i just admited i was angry and i dont like that T_T inner peace

i forgive them

omg that was so hard to type

ANYWAY im hot and smart they're YUCKY! God bless america.

WOW that was a long rant

hope your hw is alright too...

my homework is fine ig HAHAHAH

ok its your right to not continue watching. but that poor guy... you abandoned him...

i might come back for it cos im kinda intruiged BUT I BORROWED A BUNCH FO SANDMAN FANFICS AND GAAAHHH I WAS SO EXCITED WHEN I SAW THEM IN OUR LIBRARY AND IM SO EXCITED TO READ THEM LASGHFASFSAFSAF SOOOOOOO SOOOO EXCITED!!!!!!!!!!!!! T_T i felt so happy to go to the library AND BORROW BOOKS I WAS SKIPPING ANG JUMPING AROUND AL:SIFLASFSAFH

i was actually looking for this book

because the author was promoting it on tiktok and it looks sooooooo interesting T_T I WANT IT but i cant they didnt have it yet T_T bUT THEN I SAW THE SANDMAN ON DISPLAY AND I WAS LIKE LAHSKFKSAHFAUSSHAS I MUST HAVE IT and i borrowed 4 comic books T_T IM SO HAPPY

that can only mean im probably not going to post as much AHHAHAAHHAHAAHHAHAHAH let me enjoy my comics first i only got a week to finish em and im SO EXCITED<3 im going to cry

'this was so dry i was like' i tend to sound pretty convincingly so dont worry youre not my only victim.

HAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHA

should i call you saint hannah or saint catmom now?...

AHAHAHA lol you can ??????? BUT just cos ur in the bible doesnt mean ur a saint HAHHHAH HAHAHAHAH but idc i dont mind lolololol HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

'I LOVE IT WHEN GIRLS GIVE BOYS FLOWERS' oooh flowers are pretty themselves. i need someone to give me flowers first. then ill think.

IVE NEVER RECEIVED FLOWERS FLOWERS EITHER lol jk i got one flower from my bestie she gave all her friends one rose then another from my classmatein grade 4 who gave all the class officers a rose. but thats it hahahahah. if i really liked a guy, id give him flowers <3

'IM SO SORRY I DIDNT MEANT TO CONFUSE YOU' its ok its my revenge for dante. i learnt what it meant.

HAHAAHHAHAH ok then AHHAHA

yeah classical literature is a chore but... ive got a classical literature exam... i have no choice.... its pretty sometimes but when youre obliged to read it, esp at school... it wasnt meant for teens guys... ESPECIALLY russian classical literature....

so true. i find it hard to believe that boys rule the world. have you met a boy? THEY FUCKING DUMB. yeah simply because you HAVE to read it it feels like so bad to do T_T HAHAHAAH. i did very much enjoy my literature classes. my teacher was nice and me and my friends were nerds so AHHAAHAHAH we actually read the stories, except for that one time and no one in class answered, even me T_T and she was so disappointed in us and i was like IVE LET YOU DOWN T_T

can you tell anything abt filipino literature?

ok i was going to talk about one of the stories by our national hero but thats so basic. imma tell you about one of the pieces we read for that said literauture class. Under my Invisible Umbrella by Laurel Flores Fantauzzo. it's a personal essay which basically is about white privelage in the ph

the author laural is half pilipino and italian but she looks fully foreign ig and so she basically gets treated differently, better because of it. im actually like her, but insteaf of being half italian, i'm half jordanian so i get what she means on a real level. it goes both ways though i get good and back reactions

this is kind linked to by for a while i didnt believe i was pretty because my perceived beauty was only based on how foreign i looked. T_T its so weird/hard to talk about cos no one gets it and so sometimes i feel like an imposter. when other people around me say im pretty do they mean that because i am or because i just look foreign?

ANYWAY im hot. (:

'her dad an ugly rat L' ig its not enough for him. even cunt is not enough for him.

so true he's so trash ew ew ew

hasjsjs this aemond meme TT so true TT and i cant watch the tiktok as its banned in russia but i hope you laugh for me!

i gotchu

i found the one with the brown door AHHAAHAHHA it's the same guy though

also abt them! im finally watching official hotd's bts and WOW its so impressive? ig i needed to watch it insted of the series and wouldve been more satisfied.

HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAH

how were your classes?

my classes were ok HAHAHAH my teacher got upset with my classmate (its the first time i saw him angry i was scared) T_T well i mean my classmate was begging to sleep, legit he pulled a chair and laid down so my teacher when 'ok you do this next thing' and made him do the demonstration of plugging our equipment LOL KSKSSKSKSKK

tell me more abt filipino culture please! its interesting!

i'll tell you more next letter! i said so much this time HAHAHAH. i'll tell you about the works of our national hero!

have a nice day/evening/night/life! love you! take care<з

i hope you also have a good day baby cakes im luv u <3

stay safe do good <3

xxx

[afterhourswjay]

Ok, so I cannot stop cackling at this prompt by@50-item-writing-prompts, which is 'Accidentally stepping on their heel in a crowded room'. I'm using it as a first meeting type situation :D Also, this was supposed to be done at the beginning of last week, but I got my switch and I spent all my free time playing on that xD Warnings: Swearing, drugs mentioned, sex implied (in dabi's part)

reader is a villain; your also roughly the character's ages (within a few months of theirs); can you tell I'm obsessed with turning prompts into s/o hcs??

Overhaul || Chisaki Kai

- he's not dealing with this shit. you get overhauled - hey, wait. where're you going? you don't like that answer?? - ok, fine. the only way i see this working out positively is that you're one of the very few friends he has, and he doesn't break out in hives whenever you two come into contact with each other - you'd were a neighbor to pops, and had been waiting for him to come back from his daily walk when you and kai first met - when they walked past you to go into pops' house, you were content with simply following along behind them. you misjudged your steps, tho, and ended up stepping on the heel of his foot. back then, kai wasn't nearly as quick to try to kill someone, so he settled with glaring at you. you panicked almost immediately, apologizing profusely, and you actually turned right around and took off to your home - you avoided them, mostly kai, for a few weeks after that. you didn't like confrontation, and the idea was stuck in your head that kai absolutely hated you - he was content with leaving it there, but pops refused to let you think that he hated you even if it's what kai had wanted you to think - fast forward to when you both are young adults. kai's surrogate father falls ill, and while you're that sure, but your pretty sure he has something to do with that - when he says that he'll be going by overhaul now, you're quick to change how you address him - not many things are able to top the dedication he puts into his role as the leader of the Shie Hassaikai - however, once he comes to terms with the fact that he's in love, or likes you at the very least, he's quick to start courting you. the things he feels for you are nothing like anything he's felt before, and he'd be lying if he said he wasn't scared - he's got mysophobia, and part of that is constantly cleaning. please just clean up yourself or whatever surface he asks you to like the counter if you just made a sandwich or something. it helps to sooth his anxiety - he doesn't kiss you all that often, and when he does, its usually with his mask on 99% of the time please don't make comments about it, it'll make him more anxious than he already is

Dabi || Todoroki Toastaroki Toya

- ok, i have to get this off my chest before getting too far into this: i hc his voice to be naturally deep and raspy. think if corpse husband were a ghoul (one of the sentient ones, not the feral ones) in the bethesda fallout universe. that's how i think he'd sound - anyways, he's an ass. i think you'd probably meet him a few years before he first joins the lov. it just makes sense. how'd the two of you meet? well... - i feel like you'd first have used the alleyway past his apartment as a shortcut to get to and from your apartment when commuting to work yes, by foot. and most of the time, there was no one around. you didn't realize he lived nearby, but one evening you've got your earbuds in as you listen to your music, and you accidently step on someone's shoe. you don't even step on the heal, you step on his toes, and you bump into the rest of him that's what happens when you're looking at your phone instead of where you're going you take out your earbuds and apologize to him. you tell him that every time you go through here, you've never seen someone else. internally he's begging you to step on his toes again, but externally he's killing you with his gaze, but he simply tells you to watch were tf you're going before he finishes up his cigarette and disappears into what you can only assume to be his apartment - from that point on, he walks you to and from work. he was there when you snapped and killed some of your coworkers. he let you crash on his couch, the only thing he asked of you was to help him get cigarettes and alcohol when he asked - the two of you are pretty good friends by the time you join up with the lov, and you almost always drag him with you to join in on the shenanigans you, toga, and twice pull - slowly, but surely, he'll find himself falling in love with you it'll take at least a year, and that's not including you getting to the stage of friendship first. and much like a few of my other hcs, this kentucky fried chicken isn't gonna be the one to confess to you. he already doesn't think he's worthy of anyone, hell he's been avoiding physical contact with people because of how disgusting he thinks he is, and his friendship with you is one he greatly cherishes. your one of the few solid foundations in his life that he can't afford to lose at this point - dabi won't ever ask you to touch, but please touch him. pet his hair, lightly run your fingers over his staples, gently kneed the unscarred portions of his face/hands/arms. hell, i personally think he'd get turned on if you caress the scarred portions and look at them/him with all the love and adoration in the world - he wouldn't confess his undying love to you, but he'd probably initiate a 'fuck buddies' situation on the condition of not catching feelings, but the feelings for you that he had just end up growing stronger and he's so so terrified of that - he does eventually confess to you, like... 5 years after initially meeting you. and when he does, it's probably something along the lines of 'i hate you less than other people', or 'i'd kill for you' or something like that. like, it's a very dabi way of saying 'i love you' without actually saying 'i love you'... he probably makes out with you afterwards lol

Himiko Toga

- when the two of you first met, you'd been rushing home as fast as possible. it had just finished raining, but you could tell by the look of the clouds that it was gonna start raining again - you're startled out of your thoughts when suddenly someone steps on the heel of your foot. your shoe comes off completely, and two seconds later, you've stepped in a mud puddle. great. - you turn to see a blonde girl dressed in a school uniform with a beige cardigan over top of it. you scan the pathway quickly before looking at her and saying, 'i lost my shoe'. she had then gasped, and launched herself at you, and when you lost your balance, you fell backwards through a portal - kurogiri is quick to inform you that he had brought you here on shigaraki's orders, and that they want you as part of the lov. you'd only ever stolen stuff up until now, so you accept. the thrill of being part of the organization that'll topple hero society is just too good to pass up - toga's quick to introduce you to twice once she trusts you & the three of you are an unstoppable menace to society with your help, constantly stealing/killing people/causing chaos in general - she's quick to start clinging to you, and if you have a quirk similar to hers, she will ask you to copy deku. if you get jealous about it, she'll do it that much more - it doesn't take her too long after you join the lov that she realizes she loves you, altho its hard for her to separate obsession from love sometimes - the more the two of you hang out, the more that toga realizes that her crush/obsession with deku and uraraka is waning. she realizes almost as quickly that the obsessiveness/possessiveness she feels with you is 100% love - she absolutely loves it if you allow her to take blood from you. she'll find some way to make use of your quirk. and even if she can't find a use for it, she loves pretending to be you. what better way to show she loves you then to be you?? - if you have feelings for her, it won't take her too long to figure it out. she did sniff out uraraka's feelings for deku, after all. once you confess your feelings to her, she'll be in heaven - she'll be constantly begging you to hug her, to snuggle with her, to kiss her, and to let her borrow your clothes. she just absolutely loves the idea of you two wearing each other's clothes. it adds another layer to her love, and obsession, of you

Shigaraki Tomura || Shimura Tenko

- he was making his way through the mall to meet izuku when he felt something step on the heel of his shoe. he turned to glare at you from under the hood of his hoodie, livid that someone would dare do that to him - you stumble back a few steps, uttering a scared and shaky apology before fleeing around him, running off towards the escalators that lead to a different part of the mall - while getting pissed off about it, shiggy has more important things to do than pester random civilians... Like questioning a particular participant of the ua sports festival - it's only a matter of a few weeks before you're showing up, asking to join the lov. he's still pissed about the shoe incident, and he's content with making you disintegrate. kurogiri is able to convince him otherwise, tho - so, congrats. you're now a lov member. anyways, shiggy still doesn't trust you 100% so you'll probably join him and kurogiri on missions until he feels that he can let you lose in the city without fear of you ratting on them - love at first sight, almost, yo. once he calms down from the initial meeting, and once you've proven yourself to be a valuable member to the lov, he's gonna want to hold you, to kiss you, to be with you - at the same time, he's absolutely terrified. he's terrified that he'll scare you away if you knew how much he loved you lord knows he almost killed you - after a few months of hanging out with the lov gang and inciting chaos with them, he'll probably tell you that he loves you - he is so incredibly clingy. he craves physical touch, and wants too constantly be in contact with you - sooo, get him one of those artist gloves. y'know, the ones where it covers your pinky and ring fingers to prevent smudges on tablets? - but he also doesn't like wearing them cuz he likes the feel of your skin against his - he's also hyperaware of how he looks. he has lots of scars, his hair is probably greasy, and he's got hands all over him. if you happen to still like him despite these things, he'll be beyond grateful for any type of affection you show him

Twice || Bubaigawara Jin

- you step on the heel of his shoe, yet he's apologizing to you? who is this very tall child and why is he distressed?? - anyways, you had been in the middle of a heist, stealing some stuff. even if you're a villain, bills have to be paid. you had been rushing from the scene when you accidently stepped on the heel of his foot - he actually likes you right away, despite any scary reputation you may have - he's quick to introduce you to the lov members. he'd be ecstatic if you and toga get along really well and become friends - he absolute loves going on missions with you, will get pouty if he isn't on the same 'team' as you - you two meme talk all the time. and you like to go around telling people what pokemon they'd be based off their mood - i feel like twice would actually be really good at cooking, but he'd also tend to be a bit... disastrous? also in the kitchen. like, he'd make the greatest cake you've ever tasted, but there'll be eggs splattered everywhere, and how did oil end up on the ceiling? Is that a clump of batter on the microwave? - he's the least likely to be obsessed with you. and i don't mean that in a negative way. he's the most in tune with his feelings then the other lov members, so he's able to tell that he loves you - you're there when shit goes down when overhaul kills big sis magne - you help twice and toga as an undercover yakuza member, after Shin Nemoto uses his quirk on you as well - you watch as toga and twice piss off mimic, eventually leading to his downfall - all in all, you have lots of fun with your new family, and they'd give their life to help you or their cause

[emperor-palpaminty]

Heart Song

Part 1: In which Tech meets his soulmate as a cadet. I like soulmate AUs. Yes, there will be lots of parts to this. Forgive me.

As far as the young clone knew, the clones had gone through specific DNA alterations to ensure they wouldn't hear the voice of their soul mates. They were soldiers, not lovers. They were told as soon as they began training that if they heard an unfamiliar voice to report it to their supervisor.

The child wasn't necessarily concerned with this- he was only a cadet. War and training were the only things he was concerned with.

He laid back in his bunk, eyes squeezed shut with pain. Trying to see from far away hurt his eyes, but he didn't want to say anything. He didn't want to get in trouble. People already made fun of him and his brothers. The biggest out of all of them already had selected a name- Wrecker- and it fit him. The other boys, the normal boys, had used his name against him. Wrecker didn't seem to care, though, and he stayed confident in his skills.

He breathed deeply, rubbing his bleary eyes, trying to calm himself down.

A voice broke through his head and jarred him. It was sweet, feminine, and melodious. Was it... singing?

The boy sat up abruptly, head smacking the top of his bunk. "Ow!"

The voice in his head went quiet. "Who's there?" She whispered.

"Uh." The boy coughed. "Hi."

She gasped. "Are you my soulmate?"

"That's not possible. I don't have one."

"Everyone has a soulmate, silly!" She giggled.

The boy's heart thumped. Her voice was the prettiest voice he had ever heard. "Wow," he breathed. "Your voice is..."

"Awesome?" She laughed again. "Thanks. I like yours too."

"Was that you singing?" He whispered, laying back down, slowly. He didn't want to wake anyone up.

"Yes. I have voice lessons tomorrow, so I was practicing. I like singing." There was a pause, and then she said, this time matching his whisper, "Can you still hear me?"

"I can!" The boy whispered back, hardly able to contain his joy. "I have a soulmate!"

Her giggles filled his head, and he hugged his pillow (just the one he had) tightly. "What's your name, soulmate?"

"I, uh..." he frowned. "I don't have one."

"But... everyone has a name."

The boy's face warmed in the dark. "I haven’t picked one yet. My brother has! His name is Wrecker."

"You get to pick your own name? Oh, I love that."He heard a muffled squeak, and his heart fluttered again. "What will you pick?"

"I don't know yet," he confessed. "When I know what I'm good at, I will."

She yawned, sweetly, and the boy could imagine a little girl in bed. Perhaps she was with other people, like he was, or alone. He had thought about having his own room, especially when Wrecker scored. "You need to sleep." He said quietly.

"May I talk to you tomorrow?"  She yawned again.

"Yes!" The boy agreed. He watched his brother, the one with blonde hair, shift in his sleep, and he lowered his voice. "I may not be able to talk back a lot tomorrow. I have training."

"What are you training for?" She mumbled.

"I'm going to be a soldier." He said, quite simply. "I believe tomorrow is flight simulation." He hugged his pillow gently, exhaling. He pressed his face in it. "Can you sing more?"

"Of course. Goodnight, Soulmate." The girl began to hum softly, singing lilting words. "Come guess me this riddle, what beats pipe and fiddle..."

The cadet was asleep, soundly, within the minuite. He wished he had some way to remember her voice and listen to it through the day.

___

His eyes hurt through the day again, but his little heart was soaring in joy as his fingers moved quickly on the keys. He had no issue seeing in front of him, just further away.

His number was called, pulling him out of his mind replaying the lullaby from last night. He rose, trying to not be shaky, walked to the Sargent, ignoring the other boys glaring at him. "Yes, sir?" He ignored his leg bouncing, trying to not reveal his nerves. Did the older clone know he had a soulmate? That he heard a voice?

"Come with me, CT-99-403." The Sargent in charge lead the boy away. The cadet glanced back at his brothers, their faces standing out with worry and different from the identical sea of clones.

The cadet followed, quietly. He avoided eye contact at the kaminoian female who was leaning over the holopad, eager. "Thank you, Sargent." Nalaa Se stood, turning to the boy.

"Yes, maam?" The cadet stood at attention, thinking back through everything he could possibly be in trouble for.

The Kaminoian waved, lowering her datapad. "At ease, CT-99-403." She traced the room slowly. "I wanted to speak to you and your batch. Individually."

The boy shifted, quiet.

"You and your brothers were made with individual purposes in mind. We believe that the four of you will fully grow into a special batch." Her insectoid eyes scanned him, and the cadet did his best to stay neutral in face. She continued speaking. "Your scores in the flight and mechanic simulation are one hundred and thirty five percent higher than average." She folded her fingers, long neck craning. "Your mathematical and quantitative skills are... maturing quickly." Nalaa Se picked up the holopad again. "Your mind is technologically advanced. We'll be specializing your training with additional combatative skills and technology or engineering, as with your brothers. You will all specialize in different fields."

The boy's heart fell. "Will I still get to see my brothers- my batch?" He said, soft. He was almost frightened to ask.

"Yes. You'll all train together in combat." The kaminoian waved a hand dismissively.

"Um... actually, I wanted to ask," the boy said quickly, and the insectoid eyes peered up again. He half-shuddered and spoke. "My eyes... it's hard to see."

She frowned at him, comprehending, not judging. "Stop at the medical bay. I'll have them create some lenses for you."

The cadet's heart had fallen before, but now it plummeted. He would be the only clone with glasses. He gave a half-hearted "Thank you. Maam." Before hurrying out, towards the medbay.

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"Soulmate?"

Tech gasped, glancing up from his glasses, which he was examining in his hands. "You're here!" He whispered, delighted.

Her laugh brightened his day. "Have you picked a name yet?"

"No, but I think I have an idea." He tugged the regulated blanket over him, rolling over and hugging the pillow again. "I met with my maker today."

"Maker? You mean... your parents?"

"Er- yes." He coughed quietly. She wouldn't understand. "My... parents, they said I was advanced in technology and scared high in engineering fields."

"Oh! My soulmate is smart!"

The boy's heart soared. On a planet where he was reminded that he belonged to the means of war, it was nice to be called someone's 'something'. "I... yes," he cleared his throat. "I want it to be something like that."

"Smarty-pants," She teased. Her laughter followed.

He smiled, squeezing his pillow, happy. "Song bird."

"So what is your name gonna be?"

"I don't think I can say," he said, quietly. "Doesn't that... go against the rules?"

"Well, we can try!" She declared. The cadet sighed happily, snuggling his face im his pillow, heart tumbling between his ribs. "My name is-"

Static. Nothing.

"I didn't hear it."

"Oh. That does make it complicated, then." She mumbled, significantly more down cast.

The cadet yawned softly, tucking the blanket around his shoulders. "I'll find you some day, soul mate."

"I thought I was song bird, smarty-pants.'

He giggled, unlike himself, and nestled into what warmth he could find. "You are, song bird. And I'll find you.' He yawned again, then rubbed his face. "Can... can you sing again?"

"Sure! The same song, or something else?"

Oh, he wanted to memorize her song. Every word and every melody and every note of the lullaby, all the songs she could ever sing. "I liked the one last night. But what's your favorite one?"

There was silence, and then she spoke softly. "Are you in bed?'

"Yes."

"Does no one come tuck you in?"

The boy's face emblazoned with red, and he, remembering she could not see him, spoke. "No."

"Then I'll tuck you in some day." She said, gently. "And I'll sing you to sleep."

The boy's heart imploded, and he curled up in bed as she softly sung. "I saw the light, fade from the sky..."

As he closed his eyes, the boy whispered, "Tech. My name is Tech." He doubted she could hear him, but it felt good to say the name he claimed to be his and no one else's.

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The Rescuers  

Part One: “Old acquaintances meet again"

 Summary: You are a mandalorian rebel friends with Captain Rex so you are well aware of the entire "clone situation" going on. And of course you want to help as much as you can. You then go to Ryloth trying to help the Syndulla's and maybe find your old friend Cody. 

 Pairing: None. Yet. But will be a Crosshair x Reader.

 Gender: There'll be no mentions of gender or pronouns on this part yet. Though further in the story it might have she/they pronouns used.

 Word count: 1.6k

 Tags: Injury recover, post-clone wars story, rescuing clones/friends, a bit of melancholy?

 Warning: Brief description of injury.

 Notes: So, I literally dreamed most parts of this story (I know, crazy Star Wars obsession here). I filled up some parts as I was writing of course. And it turned out a bit like a beautiful sad tragic. I might even do a playlist for this fanfic actually. Hope u enjoy it :) 

 The war, the republic, the jedi all have ended. Literally on the same day. And what it seemed like a fresh start, finally a moment of peace in the chaos turned into nightmares. You weren’t there when it happened, you just heard the news of Obi-Wan saying the jedi order and the republic had fallen and you also heard the now Emperor Palpatine telling everyone that the clone wars has ended and the jedi were traitor, they’ve tried to assassinate him according to well… himself. And now he’s forming this new galactic empire, giving people numbers like the ones clones used to have and killing off any resistance against this new order. Everyone seemed to believe him, you gotta give him that he was a pretty damn’ good  liar indeed. But you knew better than that. You are mandalorian after all and were friends with no one less than Duchess Satine and Senator Padmé. You helped them countless times in their diplomatics and you even fought with the jedi and the clones at times. They were good people, yes, the order might have messed up at lot but traitors? Murders? They sure didn’t deserve to die like that and I guess… No one does.

  You quickly then joined the rebellion. There you found many of former politics like Senator Organa and even a clone… Captain Rex (or is it Commander now?). You’ve met him once before and he seemed like a good person and looks like he’s really a great man just like you thought. You soon became friends. But sadly, the other clones you knew before like Cody were still with the empire. Though both you and Rex were very determinate to help others like him. And also, obviously, protect your allies against the empire.

  Well, as expected trouble begins. There’s been rumors about what’s going in Ryloth with the Syndulla’s and the empire occupation. Worried about them and their people, you go there to help as you can. And if there’s need, you’d call more rebels to help too though you didn’t want to envolve more people yet because you’re afraid of the reaction it could cause ( and what that would cost for ryloth and its people). You also have a tiny tiny hope that maybe just maybe Cody could be there.

  Arriving in Ryloth, you discover the Syndulla family have indeed oppose agains the empire occupation and they’ve went into a lot of trouble because of that but apparently a group of mercenaries (?) have already rescued them from the prison they were sent to. One less problem for you to fix I guess. You were glad for them but you still want to spy a little on the empire and see what you could find out after all, the trip couldn’t be for nothing.

  You find your way and get to a particular high hill with a great view of one imperial base. You pick up your binoculars and the only person you see in a sort of balcony is a very depressive-looking Crosshair. You remember him from that one time clone force 99 saved your butt from the mess you’ve yourself in. He was… quite unfriendly, let’s say. But he did get the job done and made sure you were okay so you just ignored his behavior. Looking at him now it was looking at a shadow of him. 

   It made you remember what Rex told you once: 

“We clones were all created with this chip thing in our my minds. We were made for the war and the war only but apparently someone thought it would be great if they let us think we've got free will. That we could be anything we wanted to be after the war. So we made friends, some of us found a family with our jedi. They let we hope. Just so we have all of that taken away from us with order 66. The war had ended for everyone except for us. We had our will taken from us, our minds controlled by this chip and we had to follow orders. While we're still there conscious of what we were doing we had to kill the people we fought together the entire war. I remember her face... I'm so glad she didn't see my face. I couldn't bare.” 

 Thinking about what all the clones been through, you can’t just leave him like this. He did save you once and this was your chance to repay that. Rex keeps saying we can’t save everyone (more to himself than to you) but one person is better than nobody, right?  At the time you improvise a plan: neither the empire nor Cross can’t know yet that you’re a rebel. You haven’t done anything yet incriminating (at least not that they were aware of). So you can just jump in there where he was standing and talk to him. Worst case scenario he ignores you. However you sure knew how to annoy him enough that at least he would call you out and when that happens you act. Ok, that you still have to figure out exactly how you would act. Well, half of a plan is better than no plan.

  You just jump in behind his back and of course he points his gun at you as expected. But he apparently recognizes who it’s standing in front of him and put his riffle down. 

   “ Hello there.”  You say.

   “What do you think you’re doing?”  He replies.

   “Oh, please, don’t act like you aren’t happy to see me.” 

     He gives you a faint of a smile. “Don’t flatter yourself.” 

     You smiled back. “But seriously, what you’re doing here all alone? And why- You finally noticed the burn mark on his now bald head. - are you like this? Doesn’t the empire takes care of its soldiers? Nor your squad? The bad batch, right? That’s what you called yourselves?” 

     His face closes again. “You have nothing to do with that. I’m-” 

     “By yourself?” You pause for a moment. “Alright, I get it. You’ve probably been through a lot. We all have. Not sure why you’re like this but it doesn’t matter right now. I just wonder… Don’t you want to get out of all of this?” 

     Cross pauses for a moment. It seems like he's considering the possibility. “I… I can’t.” 

     “But…”  You then think. You remind yourself of how protective he was that one time you were saved by them. Maybe this instinct was still there, you had to try. You saw a pointed rock close to where you were standing and decided that you would accidentally cut yourself. “Ouch!” 

    “What’s up?” 

    “Oh! Nothing! Just might have cut myself here.” You show your hand now with a bit bigger than you expected cut and some blood.

     He almost laughs at it. “What a little clumsy one you are, eh?” 

     His mocking at you, that’s something, right? “Yeah, I guess….” 

     “Well, let’s go?”  He points to the door.

     “Go where?” 

     “Don’t you wanna take care of that, sweetheart?” 

     “Right, medical bay then?” 

     “Obviously.”  Perfect. He would be right where you needed him to be.

  The both of you enter the facility and walk directly to the medical bay. The empire base is pretty much a bland dark and boring military base with some troopers walking around, some commanders (you think) yelling at the soldiers and some droids doing whatever they have to do. You knew only that they were “r - unities” but droids weren’t exactly your area of expertise. However you do notice that the troopers walking around still wear the same clone armor from back the war. And you feel guilty. Because as much as you’d like you won’t be able to help them all. They’ll stay there with their chips on being controlled by the empire…. By the force, that was a hole guilty trip you knew you shouldn’t take. It wasn’t your fault. No, no. They did this. Palpatine and his men were the monsters. Not you. And certainly not these poor clones. One day, yes, one day maybe you could come back and save them?

 “Hmmm…. You wanna me to do this?”  Cross says. You were so distracted in your thoughts you don’t even realized you were already in the medical bay.

 “Oh. You don’t have to.” 

 “It's fine. I’m used to do this anyway.” 

  “Ok. Be my guest then?” 

  “Wow, you’re so funny.” He jokes.

  “Whatever. Just do your thing.” 

  “Give me your hand.”  

 You give him your hand and he takes it. And to your surprise he’s very gentle while taking care of your wound. He applies some alcohol pads to clean the wound. And as he presses the wound to stop the bleeding you reach for your gun and keep looking at his face. His very concentrated. It’s almost like the rest of the galaxy doesn’t matter. He’s only there at the moment focused on helping you. And you’re trying to plan how you’re gonna knock him out to take his chip off.

 “Now I’m gonna get some stuff to make a bandage for ya, ok?” He says and turns his back. Now is you chance. You turn your blaster to stun only and shoots. He falls. 

 “I’m sorry. But there’s no other way.” You whisper as if he’s actually listening. 

 It takes some effort (seriously, Crosshair's heavier than he looks) but you manage to put him on one these surgical stretchers. You also have to learn super quick how to use the pad control to see where the chip’s in and take it off. But it’s done. And you wait and wait… For what it seemed like hours though it was only like 15 minutes.

And he wakes up very confused.

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Talk Some Sense To Me (Part 1)

The Bad Batch are left to babysit an outsider when the Jedi agree that Clone Force 99 need to have an eye kept on them at all times, but something isn't quite right with them and they catch the eye of a certain sniper.

Word Count: 2364

Warnings: Mentions of past trauma, Crosshair is an ass like always, teachable lessons for the boys.

I am hoping to turn this into a small series along with "Heart Of a Wolf" which will be getting a part 2 soon.

There were those that followed the order of the universe to ensure the balance of life, then there was clone force 99, a team of defected clones who spit on the orders given to them so that they could follow their own style. It had always been them, brothers, until the end of the line. That was how they liked it, they lived in their own little world among the war, being who they wanted to be in this world without a care. That was until the Jedi council made the ultimate decision to assign them to a general that would possibly put the clones in their place and stop them from causing as much havoc as they usually did. Hunter had to be the one to break the news to his brothers, expecting the angered voices of most of them, they had never had some outsider keeping them in check like misbehaving children. Echo was the only one that had been okay with the concept, not that he didn't understand why his brothers were upset, but because he had been a reg before all this and was use to serving under a Jedi general. "Just what we need, some Kriffing idiot who is probably so far up on their high horse that they couldn't care less about what happens to us." Crosshair fumed, angrily swirling his toothpick around his mouth. "For once, I agree, its likely we have been put under the command of a very irrational diplomat." Tech called out from under the Havoc cockpit, fixing a few bits of damage that had been made on their last mission. "I think we shouldn't jump to conclusions before we meet them." Echo argued, trying to talk some sense into his team. "Echo is right, we cannot judge them before we meet the, we aren't like the regs." Hunter added his input. "Yeah, Echo has a point." Wrecker mumbled, even though he himself had been against the idea only moments ago. Crosshair ripped his toothpick from his mouth and tossed it away with a flick of his fingers before crossing his arms over his chest and looking away, grumbling under his breath. "You know, not everyone was on board with this decision." A new voice suddenly piped up from behind Hunter, causing them all to turn towards the source. Standing there was who they suspected to be their new general, but the female could have easily been mistaken as a worker or a possibly senator. She definitely didn't look like she belonged on a military base, a girl like this belonged to more than all this, she seemed far too pure and far to young to have the position she had among the ranks. "I was quite against it, not because I don't like you or anything, I mean I don't personally know you but I understand that you value the freedom you had and that you don't want that taken from you and.....I'm just gonna be quiet now." She cut off her rambling as she noticed them staring at her, a mix of angry, deadpanned or confused faces just watching her. "Well....its nice to meet you General, I'm Hunter and these are my brothers, Echo, Tech, Crosshair and Wrecker." The Sargent spoke, pointing to each of his teammates in turn so that the General would be able to tell them apart. "Nice to meet you all, you can just call me (Y/N)." The female couldn't meet their eyes, which was unusual behaviour for someone of her status, normally a general was confident and sure, looking them in the eyes and commanding respect. Yet here she was, acting as if she was a soldier being scolded by her commanding officer. "We are sorry you had to hear all that, if you'd like, I can show you to your bunk." Echo was quick to offer, sensing a tension building in the air, the clone could already see Crosshairs lips twitching with the desperate need to make a rather vile comment towards the general. "Don't worry, I've had worse...." She replied, her lips falling into a small frown. Echo offered her a comforting smile and led her inside the Maurader, showing her to the back of the ship where a makeshift bed had been made. It wasn't much as the ship hardly accommodated the clones, yet they had somehow made it work by thinking outside of the box, some even had to share rooms to ensure their was enough space on the ship for the

important things. (Y/N) didn't mind how bare and small it was though, the fact they had the faintest decency to build a place for her to stay was enough, even if the thought was mingled with the question of how easily they could get rid of her. She put her bag down in on of the corners. humming as she scanned the room, a simple room for a simple person. "Bit of paint and it will look like a palace." She joked, earning a small chuckle from Echo. "I am glad you like it." He said before nodding his head in farewell and leaving to go and help Tech on those repairs. Once alone, (Y/N) sighed heavily and placed her head in a hand while the other wrapped around her waist. She was far from ready for this, she had barely recovered from her previous mission, which had been an absolute failure and resulted in the death of her entire squad along with her capture. What were the Jedi council thinking? She had barely come to terms with everything and now they were throwing her back into the deep end and hoping she could move on like nothing has every happened. Her dreams were haunted by the loss of the clones she had come to call friends and here she was, expected to just blindly lead another clone squad, a squad who didn't even want her. For hours, she stayed in her room, lost in her own torturous thoughts. Even when Tech had fixed the ship, even when they had all come back onboard to do their chores, she had not made another appearance. At some point, Hunter had passed by her room, skidding to a stop when he head a small, pained sob. Out of curiosity, he wanted to check in and make sure she was okay. But then again, she probably didn't want to be comforted by someone she hardly knew. He had no idea why she was upset, a part of him suspected it was because of what had been said earlier. He sighed and joined his team in the main living area, keeping this to himself, he didn't want Crosshair using this as fuel to get rid of the general. After a while, he pulled Tech to the side, speaking in hushed voices. "Hey Tech, can you do me a favour?" "Depends." "I need you to find everything you can on the General." Tech have Hunter a confused look, mulling it over in his head before nodding. It seemed quite logical to look into their General, after all, they needed to know if she could be trusted. (Y/N) didn't emerge until it was time for dinner, she had washed her face of evidence, not wanting the clones to see her weakness. She couldn't be weak in front of them, especially because of how much they hated her, it would just give them a reason to dislike her even more. No clone squad wanted to be led by a general who cried at the most trivial things, even if those things weren't so trivial to her. She leaned against the doorway to the main living area, catching the eyes of Hunter and Echo, offering them each a smile that barely touched her eyes. They seemed to be the only ones who tolerated her and that was enough for her right now. "Finally, the princess has graced us with her presence." Crosshair sneered from his spot on the bench, regarding her with disgust. "Guess that makes you a peasant." She retorted with a small roll of her eyes. "Means you won't be able to eat with us higher ups." Her comment made the others chuckle a little, watching as Crosshair tightened his jaw in anger. But (Y/N) just ignored him, sensing another comment lingering on the lip of his tongue. "Tomorrow, we have been requested to make our way to a small backwater planet to scout some separatist activity." She spoke calmly, looking at the rest of the squad. "Right now, I want you to all to eat and rest up, I was just on my way to the mess hall if you'd all like to join me." "Ah Yeah! I'm starving!" Wrecker cheered, his face lighting up at the mention of food. "I think we all are." Hunter scoffed, smiling affectionately at his brothers childishness. "I think a team dinner would be a good idea, lead the way General." (Y/N) nodded and made her way off the ship, followed by her team, including a moody Crosshair. As they made their way to the mess hall, (Y/N)

made small talk with Wrecker and Echo, listening to a few stories they had to share about their previous missions. At one point, Wrecker tried to tell her about how Crosshair and Hunter had been tricked by some Twi'leks that worked for the Hutts but was quickly shushed by the sniper who was clearly embarrassed by the story. Even when they had got their food and sat on one of the far table in the corner, Wrecker was still more than happy to boast about his brothers, even when he was stuffing his mouth with food. (Y/N) laughed and shook her head, slowly picking at her own food, barely able to eat anything. Then came a question that had her whole body tensing, her mind reeling with memories of a time she wished she could go back and change. "So General, what about you? What kind of adventures have you had?" Tech had asked, his question innocent and simple, he simply wanted to get to know the person he was going to work with. "Shopping trips and pedicures don't count as adventures, Tech." Crosshair scoffed, focused mostly on his food. (Y/N) stared down at her tray of food, feeling her heart clench painfully in her chest. Her fingers tingled, remembering when her captain had held her hand as the light faded from his eyes, telling her it wasn't her fault. The night before, he had held her hand like that, only this time it as because he was afraid to wake up back on Kamino as if his life held no meaning whatsoever. Her squad had usually slept in positions where at least one part of their body touched hers, they were so close that they had always been afraid of waking up and losing the others. It was still hard to think that she had lost them all in the same day, unable to save them from enemy hands, she was suppose to protect them. She didn't realise she was struggling to breath until she felt a hand rest on her shoulder, making her jump back to reality, trying to calm her racing heart. She turned her head to look at the person, only to come face to face with a familiar clone, the one who had been there for her even in her darkest times. "Cody...." She breathed in relief, reaching up a hand to rest it over his. "General." He greeted with a smile, taking his hand away as he sat next to her with his own tray of food, silently offering her a supporting force so she didn't become overwhelmed by her own thoughts. "To answer your question Tech, the General has had many adventures. You should have seen the time she kicked a droid head across the battlefield and knocked the tactical off of its tank. I've never seen General Kenobi laugh so much at such a daft thing but (Y/N) sure has quite a temper for someone so small." Cody laughed, recalling a moment he had spent with (Y/N) during her time in the GAR, they had many memories together, both good and bad. Right now, he knew she needed to be reminded of the good times. Cody was more than happy to chat with Clone force 99, even happier to take their attention off of (Y/N) for now. Sadly, they was no mistaking that they noticed how she acted when Tech asked about her adventures in the field, there seemed to be something about their General that she was keeping from them. Usually, they wouldn't pry into such matters but if it endangered their brothers then they had to find out what she was keeping from them. (Y/N) was staring at her tray, hardly listening to Cody when something smooth and cool landed on one of her hands. She slowly lifted her head, seeing the smiling face of Echo looking at her, his metal hand covering hers. She stared at it for a moment, slowly turning her hand over so it was in her palm, slender fingers wrapping around it. She knew she wasn't alone in the darkness that clouded her mind and somehow, she knew that Echo understood her. He had known the pain he could see in her eyes and he hoped that he and his brothers could help bring back whatever spark she had once had, exactly like the Bad Batch had done for him.

This is just a set up to the story, I hope you like it. Been a bit too busy for writing but I am slowly getting back into it. I am also, trying and failing at drawing a concept for Plo Koon's daughter for "Heart of a Wolf"

[mwolf0epsilon]

Febuwhump Day 17 - Self-Inflicted Wounds

Summary: Before he got his toothpicks, Crosshair used to bite his wrists. One day he bit too hard...

Warning: Unintentional self-harm.

[As someone who has a tendency to start chewing on my own hands when nervous, and who has a sibling that does it more often than I do, I highly recommend either getting an oral stim toy, or keeping a chewy treat on you. The scarring isn't worth it.]

[THIS STORY IS NOW ON AO3]

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Hunter was the one to figure it out when it happened. Some things you just couldn't ignore, no matter how hard you tried, and for Hunter blocking things out was already a monolithic chore. So when he smelled blood, he just couldn't turn a blind eye to it. He had to find which of his little brothers had gone and gotten himself hurt this time.

Frankly he'd assumed Wrecker would have been the one, as he was as graceless and clumsy as he was bigger and stronger than the rest of them. But then, Hunter found him in his cot napping with his Lula clutched tightly to his side. That had left Tech who tended to nick himself with his tools, and Crosshair who was usually only trouble when he set foot outside their quarters.

Tech was reading some sort of article about lactose-intolerance and the affects of milk based products on the diverse species of humanoids that lived in all corners of the galaxy. His words, not Hunter's.

Crosshair was in the 'fresher, staring in numb fascination as he bled from his left wrist. He'd been gnawing on it again, despite 99's warnings that he might atrophy the limb beyond repair if he kept at it like he had been as of late...

"Cross..." Hunter sighed. His younger brother looked at him quietly, seeming somewhat lost before holding up his bleeding wrist. They were only just barely past 6 years old, and already they understood some basic medical care. Enough that they knew where some of the vital stuff was and that blood coming out so readily was not a good sign. "Why?"

"Back and joints hurt again..." His little brother wouldn't meet his eyes. He looked embarrassed even. "Wanted to divert it somewhere else..."

"So you tore up your wrist?"

"Didn't mean to..."

Their squad didn't have a set medic. They were being trained for specialised covert missions that may or may not ever come to fruition, so they all had to know a little bit of how to put each other back together. Luckily there's no stitching involved today. Hunter hated suturing wounds. The needles made him nervous.

A good clean and some bandaging would do. Provided Crosshair would stop chewing on his wrists.

"There has to be a better way to 'divert energy' little brother..." Hunter grumbled.

"I really can't help it Hunter..." The keen-eyed clone glanced up, looking almost hurt that his brother didn't seem to understand him. "I just.... I have to bite. I can't help it."

"I know, you've told me... But there has to be something else you can bite, other than yourself..." Hunter clarified. "Like how Tech bounces his leg and flaps his hands when he's excited about something, or how Wrecker has Lula and his breathing exercises when he's feeling overwhelmed..."

"And you and your knife tricks...?"

"Yeah..." He nodded.

"I don't wanna bite Lula. Or your knives." Crosshair pouted.

"I'm not saying you should... I just.... We'll figure something out. Just, don't bite your wrists anymore. Ok?" Hunter made sure to check that the bandages were still secure.

Crosshair sighed, but he could see the way his eyes seemed to light up slightly. His brother tended to emote solely through the one thing that made him so special. His eyes. Hunter hoped he wouldn't ever forget how to read his brother's moods.

"Ok..."

A year later, the issue got worse as their training grew more intense. The more pressure they were under, the more they all struggled to bare the weight of it all. The more they struggled, the more they acted up. Crosshair's wrists were a mess of bite mark scarring and calluses. If it got any worse.... Hunter feared the outcome...

"It's an oral fixation." Tech explained. "Out of all of us, he's had the most detached clinical experiences. It was bound to manifest in his behaviour in some way that indicated the deficient child-rearing."

"I don't care what it is. I just want our little brother to not end up bleeding to death because he ripped his own arms apart with his teeth..." Hunter hissed.

"What would you have me do? I am not a mind healer Hunter... Do you not think I haven't tried to find solutions?" Tech glared as he rebuked his older brother. "What we require is a substitute."

"A substitute?"

"Yes, a substitute for him to bite, rather than his wrists... Something with texture perhaps?"

"Is there no way to just... I don't know... Discourage him from biting at all?" Hunter asked.

"And subject him to any more behaviour correction measures? We've seen what that's done to him already... The more the Kaminoans go to try to fix, the less of him returns each time..."

"I... No, you're right." Hunter sighed in defeat. "What do you haven in mind?"

"Toothpicks are fairly easy to come by. They're quite cheap, have a nice texture to them, and the earthy wooden taste will likely sooth him. If not, we can always try lollypops, but I doubt Wrecker wouldn't pester him for some... He's got quite the sweet tooth."

Toothpicks it was. Hunter hoped they'd be enough to put an end to Crosshair's persistent biting problem.

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#5

Reasons I think why we just collectively decided to identify as villains

i think gen z just straight up decided to act and play and identify as the villains because we have most things in common

unresolved trauma

being the black sheep or

being different

being hurt

being abused

being discriminated and/or hated

being underestimated

most of the time the hero doesn't even make sense

being ignored

we have consumed many dystopian media

we find freedom in rebellion against the rules that don't matter

and

villains are cooler and get to wear cool capes with cool lines that make sense

and that our rebellion and act of taking up space and attention by doing bad things are just a call for help to be cared for and wait for a hero that would save us or something

plus, we're just a bunch of kids who don't see and listen to society rules and we're depicted as bad already so what's the difference between being called names and owning the title in not going along the system that's broken

I don't know, just a thought.

25 notes • Posted 2021-04-18 02:34:01 GMT

#4

Prompt #1

Villain is secretly a delivery person for their part-time job (they found it embarrassing). They held up the package to read the name in front of the familiar, grandeur house.

"[Hero's name], here's your package," villain shouted. They didn't realize they read hero's name until hero came to get the package. Hero was still in their pajamas and sandals with bed hair; it was cute. To an outsider hero would just seem like another civilian, but villain knew their enemy was standing there by their mannerisms like brushing their foot againts the ground when interacting with people. 

After hero left villain turned around to hide his flushed cheeks, probably embarrassed for finding out hero's identity this way, or maybe because they found hero too cute for their own good. Either way, they wouldn't have to be embarrassed by their part-time job in the mornings, for it certainly helped them to know who hero is.

26 notes • Posted 2021-02-21 04:05:09 GMT

#3

Prompt #8 (?) Sidekick

Hero stared at the seated villain in front of them. Hero had taken villain in their quarters to inquire about certain things, and they weren't sure if villain is going to make this easy. Of course they aren't.

"You're going to expect me," the villain scoffed, "to tell you the truth? Without a fight? Without considering that I'm not a trustworthy person, hero?"

Hero sighed. "It's just... Let's get this over with, villain. Just say some truthful words, and I'll let you leave, okay?"

Villain smirked. "What made you think I'm not gonna stay to annoy your ass?"

Before hero got to reply the doorbell rang. Oh no. Hero thought. Not now.

"Pizza delivery" a voice said from the door.

Villain laughed. Of course who wouldn't? Getting kidnapped by your enemy just to have them get interrupted by a pizza delivery?

"You can come in."

Hero eyed villain steadily, something villain could've squirmed in if they weren't looking at hero's actions. Why did they touch their earpiece? Does some delivery man have a secret earphone connected to hero's? Plus, why did hero let anyone in when they're having secret work? Why let some civillian get involved in this?

Villain's thoughts were interrupted as someone peered through the door. "Hero, I've had a plan for— oh."

"Sidekick, uh, yeah we're in the middle of a... talk here. Would you mind staying in the other room for a second?"

Odd. All odd. These actions and interactions seemed odd to villain. I mean, first of all, hero now has a sidekick, and the sidekick's not even known! They've successfuly hidden the fact that they have a partner in all these ideas! What's even more unsettling is that hero asked sidekick to stay in the other room, instead of staying with them to help hero manage villain. Villain decided to be the one asking the questions.

"My, hero, you didn't tell me you have a sidekick!" Villain tilted their head to have a better look at the sidekick, now hiding behind hero. "You didn't even mention they were adorable. Some people are worthy of being praised, y'know?"

Hero placed their hand in front of sidekick, protectively hiding them from villain. "I said please go to the other room." Hero whispered to them.

Sidekick could only look at the wall. Hero's request... The whole room's awkwardness... Their interruption... not to mention with the code pizza... villain observing their appearance... their role now exposed... their life in danger... It was too much for sidekick to process or react to and all they can do is look sideways.

"What, I haven't done you any wrong and now you're scared of me. I haven't done anything scary now, have I?" Villain said teasingly.

Sidekick found their voice back.

"No... just... I'm scared of new people... That's why I don't go around risking myself in the whole hero thing... Don't take it personal though," they quickly added, concerned if they hurt the villain.

Hero seemed to catch up on sidekick's fear of hurting other people, and yet still had the same question as villain. Hero has a loss of words, apparently.

"Why do you care about other people's emotions, especially if they're hurt? Ah, don't worry, you didn't hurt me." Villain gave sidekick a toothy grin.

Sidekick looked at villain and back at hero. "I see why you wanted me in the other room." Villain widened their eyes in surprise. Who they thought was small, sweet, and adorable was now indirectly roasting them, implying they're not one to be pleasant with. Sidekick didn't even think about hurting villain with that.

"Yeah." Hero led sidekick out the room and went back to asking— or attempting to ask— villain some questions. It was hard for them not to give villain over to the police.

But before hero could ask about villain's next plans and evidences of a problem villain interrupted them.

"So, you're not gonna tell me you have a sidekick??" Hero looked at villain annoyingly. To their surprise villain was more upset with not being told of a secret than being asked of their secrets.

"And as mentioned, an adorable one?? Who just used pizza as a code to get inside??"

Hero furrowed their eyebrows in annoyance. It was true though, hero did also find sidekick cute... No, focus on the main thing here! Villain's jsut trying to distracy you! Sure, your sidekick's cute, but you shouldnt linger on that idea!

"Hero you've been bowing your head this entire time I've been rambling..."

Hero looked at villain, successfully stopping their thoughts. They really need to focus.

"–And you're being really red right now." Villain stated, as a matter-of-factly.

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56 notes • Posted 2021-03-29 20:40:52 GMT

#2

Prompt #6 "Vines"

Hero finally manages to track villain down. They went to villain's house and looked from the window. 

They see villain writing down something. Hero makes it a plan to see what villain was sketching. Who knows, it might be another trap or device. But their ability to hear even the faintest sounds hinted hero another thing. 

Villain was singing to themselves.

"You were my baby! Started when we were younger you were mine..."

Villain could sing?!

"My boo~"

Hero could feel the heat rise up to their cheeks. They could even tell villain was smiling to themselves. I'm your boo...? Hero shook their head. No! No such thoughts that involve me getting flustered over villain's singing! No! Just, no!

Their ears caught up on something again. This time, villain was laughing.

Did they know that hero was listening? Did they spot hero when they went to hide beside the window? Did... did they also know that hero was flustered and stuff when they sang? Are they gonna tease them about it later? 

"Fre shava cado!" 

Hero broke down to laughing. Villain was quoting vines... All this time villain was quoting vines... They didn't know villain could sing, let alone would quote vines when they were alone! Hero made sure to remember to tease villain about this in their future fights. 

Their duality... They can be villanous and all, then in the other way they'd quote vines when they're alone... the duality-

Hero's laughing was interrupted when they heard the window beside them open. Villain was looking at hero with a confused look on their face.

At that moment, hero ran. Before they rounded up the corner they heard villain's foosteps. 

"Why are you running? Why are you running?"

That villain-

Hero clenched their fists in annoyance but can't hide their smile. That entire encounter was weird and funny... and villain was quick to quote and act a vine, hero gave them the credit for that. 

Did hero search up for vines on the internet when they arrived home? Absolutely. How would they talk back to villain when they talk with hero through vines? Hero won't let them win.

57 notes • Posted 2021-03-10 12:22:23 GMT

#1

i dont know if other genderfluid people feel it too, but like i think no one can misgender me. my gender could literally be anything. "hey girl" HEYY BESTIE "youre a boy" YES AND A PRETTY ONE "you gremlin" OH YES DEFINITELY IM EXCITED YOU COULD SEE ME WALKING WITH A STICK AND INTO THE WOODS

109 notes • Posted 2021-09-29 06:35:32 GMT

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My Top Posts in 2021

#5

The fact that I know this story already, because I listened to the podcast, but still I'm always so chocked every time a new episode of the Caso Evandro documentary comes out!!!! No oscar winner screenwriter could come out with a story like this.

4 notes • Posted 2021-05-25 12:18:33 GMT

#4

druck’s school making their bathrooms pink and blue is sadly funny

10 notes • Posted 2021-01-15 13:50:36 GMT

#3

i'm just gonna say, it's been real fun to watch DRUCK tag today

18 notes • Posted 2021-06-25 20:26:34 GMT

#2

Did you notice any “mistakes” in DRUCK Season 3? 🤖

Hi little robot! 🥰  ASIUHSDIAUHSDAIUSDHAHU did I? If i write down all of “DRUCK’s mistakes” i might be writing a book. (just to clarify, by mistakes i mean little incongruent things. things like all of Mia’s chats with Alex have his contact as Axel, except one, in the middle of the season, that has Alex written in it, for no reason whatsoever. or like Matteo being listed as someone who had liked Sara’s rant post about him when he hasn’t actually done that yet. stuff like that) 

When season 3 was airing (actually, when it just finished, because this was on the last clip) i remember being really annoyed with the whole weed thing and how it got in Sam’s hands, because nothing made sense since we had instagram content of Matteo having that weed back from Amira. We recently put together how that might have happened but it really is something you need to be looking for, checking all the content and be adding 1+1 by yourself.  I also remember being mind boggling pissed with the whole string of outing chats. their dates and the whole chain of people involved don’t make much sense, at least not to me.

MOst recently i found out that Hans was complaining about someone Matteo was stealing his cheese, and when he showed the fridge you can see Matteo’s shelf full of cheese. So ..... was that Hans cheese and Matteo just straight up put it in his own shelf? Was Hans blind? Was that Matteo’s cheese and even so he stole someone else’s? And mind you, the cheese was not spoiled, it was perfectly fine. I, personally, think it was Mia all along and she was just accusing Matteo for fun. lol

These are all things that have been with DRUCK since the beginning. My first impression of season 1 when it was airing was “what is this mess?”. And it’s been 6 seasons and stuff like these still happens. It’s part of DRUCK’s personality now and i just find it funny. 

How about you guys? Is there anything, any mistakes, you guys found and or find it funny? Or is it something that really annoys you? Do you think Mia was the cheese criminal all along? Let me know! Let’s talk!

19 notes • Posted 2021-03-02 11:22:41 GMT

#1

gotta thank druck team for tackling a subject that is so real to so many of its viewers. learning disabilities or not, I'm sure we all have horrible stories of terrible teachers to tell and/or terrible presentations we had to go through.

but also, for showing the panic and the humiliation of having your learning disability exposed and mocked in class. most importantly though, I think is the impotence. the impotence of not knowing, of being incapable of doing simple things that everybody else can, and the only reason you can think of is because you’re stupid. I had to go through that so many times in my life, it's not funny. i have dyscalculia and I only got a diagnosis when I was way out of school. nobody thought the reason why i couldn't pass the minimum of 5 correct questions on the math exam i took to enter collage was something other than ‘well, i guess you just didn’t study hard enough’. Is really good to see your experiences represented and validated like that.

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Youi Diary Entry - 28/03

// So for context LMFAO Youi is the producer and songwriter behind 99% of G-IDLE's tracks. When she was around 16 she and her group members signed a contract with their talent agency, C.ube. Over the trainee period leading to their debut last year the CEO of C.ube tampered with most of their contracts - a new clause was added into the contract stating that any music produced or written by the girls would be credited under his daughter's name, S/oyeon, who is the leader of the group and also played a role in messing with the other girls contracts.

As a result, Youi's name has been replaced by S/oyeon's on all of the songs she's worked on within the group and has been aware of it since LATATA. All of the money she should earn as the producer and songwriter is also going to S/oyeon. She hates so much as being in S/oyeon's presence and is spending the next 6 years trying her best not to murder her just so she can see the day she can finally sue her and the agency as a whole, and watch them run dry while she finally gets her profits //

Dear Diary,

It’s been a while since I last wrote in here. The last time was probably after our promotions for HANN, so seeing as Señorita and Uh-Oh will be coming out pretty soon I’m going to vent the same way I usually do in this book before, whilst and after promoting a song...

I. Fucking. Hate. This. Group.

You know how you can love something/someone so much but then there's one thing that just has to ruin it all, like how a good school year can be completely fucked over by a history field trip to Amsterdam? That’s exactly the case with (G)I-DLE.

I love performing with most of the girls -don't get me wrong- but imagine having the music you spent YEARS writing, producing, and making sure it's perfect just to have some five foot two, unskilled, pathetic excuse of a leader claim all the credit while you're reduced to being the sexy dancer of the group. OH, AND HOW COULD I FORGET? Since it's a part of our contract, the other girls nor I can talk about it publicly for the next six years.

Welcome to the world of Youi Moon, ladies and gentlemen. She's really out here living her best life, but at the same time has been legally obligated to shut the fuck up.

S.oyeon hates me, and for what? Is it because she didn't have the musical ability write/produce what I could? Because I pretty much paved her career for her? OR because after all the above I'm still more popular than her? Nonetheless, I've made it crystal clear to her and the rest of the girls that I hate her too, but God (and a contract) forbid I run my mouth telling everybody the truth.

Either way, I've made it well and truly clear I'll act as nice as I need to in order to sell the fact that we all have a strong bond (one year in and I already feel as if I'm oscar-worthy), but once the fans are gone and the camera aren't rolling I have my enemy lines drawn, and I make sure she knows it.

Once this prison sentence of a contract is over, I am going drag C.ube, S.oyeon and everyone else involved through the legal pits of hell.

Just watch me.

(EDIT: 29/03)

I just woke up to with a mission from the Insider and it's perfect. It's like they sensed my rage and blessed me, though I'm sure that wasn't their intention. Anywayssss watch me redirect all of this rage on indirectly on twitter. S.oyeon, if this is being read out in some court hearing six years down the line as circumstantial evidence against you, have fun in prison xxx

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#5

something about deltarune that cracks me up: napstablook has a job

like, okay, part of deltarune is that there's this... weirdly normal aspect to it. magic isn't real, sans is a convenience store clerk (and manager and janitor and also just a clerk, whatever he's feeling like that day), and people can get sick and be hospitalized and kids have to go to a school and, contrasted with undertale, it feels like watching the characters from Narnia all just suddenly be in the real world like nothing ever happened, which I think would feel like Percy Jackson but anyway

Napstablook having a job, though, is wild because they seem to be the ONLY ghost cousin with a job??? (Dummy might, but I digress) Like, in the Underground, Mettaton did great in show biz. He was charismatic, people liked him, and also there was zero competition. Maybe he wouldn't be the star for all monsters, but he could be popular locally. (I'm assuming the reason why he isn't is because he's still a ghost.) Mad Dummy/Mad Mew Mew, who I just call Mew Mew to help differentiate from Dummy, had the job of "training dummy" in the underground. Sure, she couldn't do the same here, but she could do SOMETHING with that, too. Ghostly sparring partner, maybe??

but no. napstablook, the person who, in the Underground, lived alone because their cousins abandoned them. they didn't have a job. their only hobby was making music, really. and now they are not only the SOLE PROVIDER for the Ghost Cousins Household, but they're a COP?!? they made blooky a COP?! They're still depressed and making music, too. When all the prisoners escape, they just drift on over to play the "all the prisoners escaped" music. why is blooky a cop trying to make ends meet to keep their cousins off the streets. what is even happening in the ghost cousin household bc mew mew and mettaton HATE each other so it can't be good

65 notes • Posted 2021-12-04 08:19:41 GMT

#4

crying im watching this youtuber playing sims 2 and a) he's made a restaurant, b) the uniform is "speedos," and c) it is staffed by people he murdered and then resurrected but did so on the cheap side, so the grim reaper got salty and brought them back as zombies instead of normal.

This is already fantastic, but a) the zombies keep dumping food on everyone. b) one of the zombie's exes is proposing IN the restaurant, c) the proposal failed and said zombie is LIVID bc from his perspective, they were still MARRIED.

cannot imagine living in this world. insane

124 notes • Posted 2021-08-14 05:06:01 GMT

#3

HEY I HAVEN'T WATCHED MHA IN AT LEAST THREE YEARS, NO SPOILERS, BUT WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE PERVERT IS BI AND THE VOICE ACTOR FOR DEKU JUST POSTED A STOCK PHOTO OF SOMEONE EATING GRAPES RIGHT AFTER THAT BECAME A THING???? AM I GETTING TROLLED RN

181 notes • Posted 2021-08-02 04:18:47 GMT

#2

no ok but the inherent comedy in an fbi agent saying "hmmm.... there've been BIGFOOT sightings in the area...... i am here to hunt him DOWN" while bigfoot, who's got a werewolf-type deal going on, trips over himself because WHAT DO YOU MEAN SIGHTINGS HE'S BEEN VERY CAREFUL THIS TIME, ONLY ONE PERSON SAW HIM AND THAT PERSON- ohhh that person is sitting RIGHT next to the fbi agent, that person is a SNITCH, and just slowly picking up the pieces of broken glass and apologizing because he's the chef here, he's got a repuTATION to uphold, even if SOMEONE runs a CRYPTID MUSEUM and is apparently running around and TELLING PEOPLE ABOUT BIGFOOT, which is really hurtful and DEFINITELY crosses some boundaries

323 notes • Posted 2021-07-20 06:20:06 GMT

#1

yeah that's a good post

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#this actually only exists because i was looking for movies without romance and some people mentioned guardians of the galaxy and pacific rim

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#5

Gifts Unasked (teaser)

“Really? Man, I always wanted to be a fire fighter, or join the SEALs,” Buck said excitedly. “Or a mixologist but maybe as a side job.”

“What’s a mixologist?” The kid asked while Buck watched his father pull a face.

“It’s someone who’s good at mixing different drinks, it’s basically a science,” Buck carried on, hoping that he wasn’t angering the man who just saved his life. “Do you like science?”

“I’m six, we don’t do science yet,” Christopher laughed.

“What?” Buck said exaggeratedly, making the kid laugh some more. “Science is so cool. When I was a kid I wanted to be a scientist.”

17 notes • Posted 2021-11-21 13:00:22 GMT

#4

Don't know if people already spoke about it or wrote a fic on it - please tell me if there is one - but like we all talk about Eddie dying and how devastated Buck would have been. And there's stories and stuff out about it but, and hear me out on this, what if Buck was the one to 'die' or get shot.

Like I wonder how badly it would fuck Chris and Eddie up. How would they deal with not knowing if he's going to make it or how Eddie has to deal with telling Chris that "Buck's not coming over today buddy. He got hurt." And, "No we can't go and visit him in the hospital because he's still asleep." And, "No it's not like the time with his leg, this time it's worse." And, "I don't know if he's going to be okay but Buck's a fighter." And, "Yes, just like I got shot in Afghanistan."

And Eddie's stuck with trying to figure out why it's always Buck who gets hurt. Why he always draws the short end of the stick.

And maybe, just maybe, even though he knows that Chris needs him, Eddie wished that he had gotten shot instead.

Because for crying out loud, universe or God or whatever, can't you give Buck a fucking break? Does it really always have to be him?

22 notes • Posted 2021-08-22 01:42:34 GMT

#3

So I'm rewatching Lone Star and they are talking about when TK's gonna come back from work after getting shot.

Judd tells them that he heard (from a buddy of his) that a fire fighter had a rebar go through his skull and was back within a month.

We know that he's talking about Chimney, but who's this buddy of his? Are we going to meet them? Is it someone we already know but didn't pay attention to?

We already know that Athena arrested Mateo's cousin Marvin, but like what other overlaps are there?

28 notes • Posted 2021-09-29 07:45:20 GMT

#2

I've realized that no matter the show, there is a 99% chance that I will hate the reporter character.

30 notes • Posted 2021-09-20 19:54:27 GMT

#1

I spent so much time thinking about the fact that Eddie canonically has a key to Buck's apartment. We see him knock whenever he comes over (especially season 3) but we also know that he has a key.

How do we know that? Because in the tsunami episode, Eddie wakes Buck up by pulling the blankets off his head, Chris is already downstairs in front of the tv. I'm 1000% sure that Buck doesn't go to sleep with his front door unlocked which means, Eddie has a key.

So after realizing this, I just can't let the thought go. Like I want to know when they exchanged keys (because Eddie would definitely give Buck a key if Buck gave his own key, and with Buck's personality Eddie was most likely the one who gave a key first, prompting Buck to give his). Like what made them think "hey, I should give my best friend a key to my home in case he ever needs to just let himself in"?

56 notes • Posted 2021-10-13 10:58:07 GMT

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