#if it’s a kid though i always find it delightful idk why i just think it’s really funny

[crimeboys]

i’ve had people debate my gender before but not two adults so loudly and literally right in front of me as i count their change. they were like trying to make fucking points like “well his voice is deep” “yeah, but she has long pretty hair” and neither asked even once.

[transsongtaewon]

Magical Girl Yerim AU

Yerim becomes a magical girl some time after her parents die, while living with her uncle

Not really a conflict while she's there since no one really cares what she's up to. Yay.

She is known as the Ice Queen

however once Yoojin becomes her guardian... who knew having an involved parent could be such a hindrance

I mean, a guardian who would object to you going to fight deadly monsters??? Cruel.

Yoojin assumes she needs some time to warm up to them since it's a new situation etc. and is trying to give her space until she is more comfortable

Yoohyun is Deeply Suspicious because obviously this annoying new kid is hiding something and it might be dangerous to hyung!!!

(also she's eating into his precious Hyung-time but that's obviously not why he's upset. Not at all.)

...anyway, he follows her one night when she sneaks out and gets caught up in one of her battles against the forces of evil, which results in him also becoming a magical girl.

Oops

"This is what you've been doing???" "What did you think it was?!" "Idk, drugs?" *sounds of violence*

Yoohyun becomes her de-facto fighting partner even though their powers do not compliment each other and half the time they are about as likely to attack each other as their enemy, but still, they usually win so it works out

And now they share a secret

Yoohyun does not like keeping this a secret from Yoojin, but also Yoojin would try to fight monsters on their behalf and it would likely end Very Badly so they agree to just not mention this whole thing to him

it does mean they have to hang out more now. And collude to hide their secret identities, much to their annoyance

Yoohyun starts to pick Yerim up after school so they have more time to plan/train and Yerim's friends are smitten with the hot older boy, which is the worst thing that's ever happened to Yerim. Yoohyun is subsequently banished to wait the next block over

Yoojin is delighted because obviously this means they get along well now! His sweet kids are finally adjusting to each other! Sure, they quarrel a lot, but it's always in good fun :-)

obviously he still worries a lot because they live in a world where monsters randomly attack and his kids always go missing during those times for some reason

one time he is looking for them and runs into Ice Queen:

Yoojin: "Have you seen my daughter, she is 15 and about your height, I'm really worried" Yerim: "...No." 🧍‍♂️ "But I'm sure she's fine, don't worry" (Yoojin continues to worry)

Yoojin also loves getting kidnapped by bad guys which is tremendously stressful to his kids, but somehow by the time they free him, his captors are frequently already crying or unconscious

Peace is a monster that was purified by Yoohyun in a fight and he planned to get rid of him, but Yoojin finds them while he's arguing with Yerim what to do about the monster and decides to adopt the incredibly adorable cat that also happens to have a horn. Stranger things have happened

tldr, Yerim and Yoohyun become reluctant siblings/partners in crime and are vaguely annoyed every time they notice they actually get along. But maybe it's nice to have someone you can rely on to have your back. Possibly.

they sometimes accidentally fall asleep on the couch together and whenever Yoojin comes across this scene he almost cries from how cute they are (and takes pictures as proof, horrifying both Yerim and Yoohyun)

(Also obviously Yoojin has his inklings about what's going on and goes on a quest to make sure his wards are safe, where he encounters head of the Supernatural Associates Department, Song Taewon, and seasoned magical girl (grown man) Chains. Things proceed from there in a very gay manner.)

[pomefioredove]

Ah

Was going over the voicelines and references and aaa it's so fun

I think i found the snippets that were good fodder for vilyuu. some of them from the post that goes into depth for vilyuu this one -> the link ( https://jasminetl.lofter.com/post/1d5363f0_2b4c8f58d )

These ones are fun

From the camping event, outdoor wear

I know I'm beautiful but did you know i can be rugged too? Look how rugged i can be. <- vil really said i can do both actually. He didn't have to say that, he singled out yuu for that

Invitation for yoga and exercise by the lakeside

From beanfest (this one i might be just really intensely wanting to see but ahhh who knows)

So again, he's like " I'm not JUST pretty, look how cool and capable i am. I can even get dirty for this"

And again he's like "y'know being covered in dirt and scuffed from battle can look attractive. Don't you think that looks attractive??" <- vil why are you seeking so much approval??? Do you have something to say???

The more i look through the voicelines (between him and Yuu) and in other events the more i find that a lot of it really does kinda boil down to "heh, isn't this cool? Do you think it's cool 👀" subtle gauging of interest type of stuff. Trying to help, to get some hang out time (usually in excuses though not always), constantly dropping those hints. It's very funny, even more so compared to how he acts with other characters in similar situations. I'm just saying that vil very much offered only prefect his cape to hide in to protect from ghosts, and didn't really offer as such to any. He's Definitely more likely to get irked by someone else asking for his time than prefect lol.

Anyways thought to drop this in to the ask box due to that last post about vilyuu week and just like for funsies

look at this man.

he wants them so bad it makes him look stupid /ref

I think it's delightful how he has 10 billion fans and a live-in hype man but he still purposefully seeks out approval from Yuu. which could mean nothing.

I read a lot of voice lines on the wiki when I'm trying to develop a character's voice and his definitely stand out because. hmmmmm 🤨

touch

vil has mixed reactions to being touched (by yuu), I suspect a part of that is just being overwhelmed from time-to-time

like this:

"I know you want me to pay more attention to you, but it will have to wait. I'm very busy at the moment."

(okay but notice how he he doesn't say no. he says later. okayyyy mr schoenheit. making room in the schedule for your little angel huh. I see how it is)

other times he's okay with it:

"Ah, but of course. Given my radiant allure, I can hardly fault your overwhelming desire to touch me."

and other times he ASKS(!!!) yuu to touch him:

"The placement of a single hair can greatly affect the outcome of a photo. Could you fix this for me?"

>_> I'm just saying.

obvious flirting (and banter)

not including the obvious ploys for yuu's attention which he does CONSTANTLY (as you have shown in your ask!) there's a lot of. uh

"Is it the dorm uniform that leaves you smitten, or is it I? Heh..."

"Admiration nurtures the seed of beauty. By all means, fall for me."

"Unfortunately for you, you have nowhere else to turn. So you'd best resign yourself to becoming my thrall."

"I will sink my fangs right into you."

I KNOW this is the halloween event and he's only playing the part, but c'mon. come on. COME ON

"Trick or treat! But I'm not after your candy. Vampires are more interested in... Heh heh!"

why is he giggling.

then there's cute little bantery moments like:

"Where's MY souvenir, then? ...Oh, goodness. I was only kidding, but you actually had one for me. Why, thank you."

IDK the way he feels comfortable and friendly enough around yuu to joke with them... 🥺🥺 they make me want to chew metal

"You'd like to visit the Scalding Sands with me someday? Certainly-as long as you draw up an itinerary that won't leave me bored."

they're planning a date here actually. hello. I hate them so much (lying)

and whatever you'd call this

"You are the last person I ever expected to make me happy. That's a compliment, by the way. Thank you for your warm wishes."

THEY MAKE ME SICK. I read this in a mean way at first but now I think that's just his sick twisted version of flirting. "I never expected you would make me so happy but you do and I'm still partially in denial about it" DO YOU HEAR YOURSELF

other stuff

these are like random and inconsequential, I just like them

"Parting is such sweet sorrow."

this is literally just Shakespeare. does Romeo and Juliet exist in this universe or did he come up with that. crazy thing to say either way

anyway yeah. these are taken out of context and such so there's other stuff going on but you get my point. the OTP

[eluxcastar]

I know there's an questionable amount of 13 with Arlecchino but. Can i have 13 sandrone? Please? Or 14? There's no food going on with that doll

Sandrone experiencing a crumb of love

── ୨୧：sandrone x reader

୨୧﹑synopsis :: sandrone questioning why her assistant has not left on account of her delightful personality

୨୧﹑genre :: slight fluff

୨୧﹑content :: gn reader, they're not in a relationship, not proofread

୨୧﹑words :: 1.4k

"I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I’ve met."

sandrone is written like a bitter old man LMAO, but tbh, that's just the characterisation of her I prefer. some like her motherly, and Idk I just like her being a bit grouchy and wondering why these damn kids are on her lawn (slight joke), BUT I DID TRY TO GIVE HER A HEART so you can have that consolation

I hear your burning question "Riri what happened to the fourteen part" well you see the dreadful phenomenon we all know and hardly tolerate called "I can't read" struck again BUT I had an idea retrospectively so I will do that

prompt list

Sandrone is not the most personable woman. She is aware of that fact; she just doesn't care. Many people will come and go, but, dedicated entirely to her work, she finds that adapting herself for the comfort of others is an inconvenience.

You have always been her exception, a fatuu she kept around initially out of the necessity for a helping hand to hold the torch for her or aid in the testing of her creations. There is always something that needs doing, and with that workload, the demand for an extra set of hands arises to make a place for you. Assistant isn't quite the right word, her first inclination settling on lapdog and staying there as she took great pleasure in her cruelty towards you to see how long you would last under the thumb of her snappy and curt demeanour.

Evidently, you proved to be more resilient than she expected, and with time, her intentional tormenting died down to the bare bones of her attitude. Sandrone no longer requested you complete such dangerous tasks alone or begin spiels of the unnecessarily specific detailed demands she had of you. She relaxed into a state of simply accepting that, for a little while longer than the rest, you would be there to stay.

It's almost nice to hear sounds around her workshop, formerly filled only with mechanical dolls and spare parts she keeps. A person flitters about moving tools from her wall to her hand, living, breathing, capable of speaking with or without her prompting and all too inclined towards doing it. She listens to you as you work across the room—your footsteps, the humming whenever you start when you forget she's there, the clatter of gears, even the rubbing fabric of your clothes sometimes—and it's pleasant for the silence to be filled with life.

The thought almost confuses her, really, but she'll get over it.

What she may never get over is why. There are plenty of places you can go, a transient, run-of-the-mill worker she picked at random from a pile of names and didn't care to know anything about you beyond your capabilities until you showed up.

You remain steadfast by her side and don't show any signs of dissatisfaction, lost in your own little world some days. Maybe you cope with her by blocking out her presence. That would explain the humming and why you seem so happy to work here.

People always find something wrong. You have found nothing, and it makes her suspicious.

"Why are you here?" she asks one day, speaking out of the blue, out of character for her.

"I work here" is the response you offer, short as she usually is and with a bit of sass of your own that you picked up.

"I know." Slightly annoyed, she rephrased the question. "You could have transferred jobs before now."

"Paperwork's not worth the trouble," you joke, though she doesn't get that or doesn't find it funny, and her expression only sours at you. You throw your hands up in defence. "I kid, I kid! I don't have any reason to."

Sandrone knows what people say about her. She doesn't trust such a superficial reason, especially after your comment. "You're satisfied here?"

You shrug. "The work is easy, the conditions aren't gruelling. It's better than most places."

"I see," she says, falling silent. Her curiosity is mostly sated, save for some remaining questions she hasn't roused the courage to ask you yet.

"Should I be more unhappy?" you question, "You stopped making workplace hazards, and it's not unbearably cold in here. It's not like you're that difficult anymore."

She presses her lips to a lip line, a frown tugging the corners of her mouth. "You speak too carelessly."

You only offer her a smile and an unbothered "I know."

"I should reprimand you," she adds. Her hand absently finds a pleat in her skirt and toys with it, fingers running over the fabric as a background to the conversation. She considers what to say if you're so flippant with her again. Perhaps you think she'll go soft on you if you act friendlier towards her. She lifts her head with another thought. "If you have an ulterior motive, speak."

From the corner of her eye she sees you turn to glance at her for only a second before your focus is back on the tools you stand arranging for her. You always put them away just as she likes them.

"Is it a crime to just like you?" you retaliate with something unexpected, something gentle.

Sandrone opens her mouth to speak, bitter words on the tip of her tongue that die the moment she gains a hint of a conscience against ruining it. Nobody likes her. Sandrone is disagreeable, has a terrible personality, is snappy and disdainful, and is downright rude at times. People don't simply like her.

"People believe I'm terrible." She settles on a half-hearted grumble as she turns away. There's nothing more to be said, really.

"That's ridiculous." You say it too quickly for her liking.

She glares back at you like sharpened daggers looming inches from your back, though she's across the room and would have a hard time getting to you so quickly. "You're lying," she spits.

"A little," you admit, trying to ease the damage, "I don't think you're completely terrible."

She can't keep the frown from her face this time. "But I am still terrible."

"To an extent," you admit, cautious, but not nearly enough. "You have good qualities as well. It's not enough to just say you're terrible." 

Seconds pass in silence, awkward on one side and impatient on the other as you shift your weight between your feet. Sandrone merely stares ahead, clearly having no intention of speaking and every intention of watching you squirm for as long as she can prolong it.

"What? You wanted me to be honest."

"You're reprehensible," she mutters. Her hands ball to fists in her lap and then relax again as she lets out an irritated huff. It's not worth working herself up over something she has heard many times before, a fact she has long accepted.

You sigh, a strangely upsetting sound. She doesn't like it, she knows that much. It's not the kind of sound you make when you're happy, and she'd much rather hear you hum your little songs across the room. "Don't end up a self-fulfilling prophecy." 

"I'm doing no such thing," she says, sending another sharp glare your way to accompany her retort.

You crack a lopsided smile at her. It's a ridiculous face you're making, really, and in response to a perfectly reasonable statement. "Aren't you?" you question.

…Perhaps she might be. Perhaps a part of her does search for abhorrence. There's no greater reason to suspect you secretly despise her than her own belief—paranoia, one might even say—but to expect anything else is setting herself up for stark disappointment.

"Do you mean it?" she says quietly, eyes more focused on the fabric between her fingers to stave off the nervousness she's strangely riddled by.

You're nobody. Your opinion means nothing to her; it never should, never has and never will. You can lament all you like and--

"I could see the worst parts of you and still think you are the most beautiful person I've met."

She pauses, hand stilling in place, skirt pinched between her unmoving fingers. Her head tilts up, and she twists in her chair to meet the back of your head in a one-sided staring contest. At the first sign of you turning to her, Sandrone turns away, determined to hide whatever face she makes to gawk at you.

You are not real, fake, an imposter. She made a doll to curb her loneliness and programmed it to speak. You must be. You must be saying what she wants to hear. It is not new for lowly grunts to fear Harbingers to the point of reverence, though you have never shown signs of false flattery in your time with her.

Yet all of that is a lie; you are not another lifeless creation that operates on a mechanical heart. Perhaps you have simply gone mad in your time with Sandrone, or she has. Madness might suit her a little more than you.

"You jest," she manages to say after a long stretch of silence, browns furrowing to hide her shock at the sentiment, though you can't see her face. "I should cut out your tongue."

[miz-chase]

Cam, for the character asks 😁

YES

GIVE ME A CHARACTER;

and I’ll break their ass down:

How I feel about this character

CAM is wonderful. I miss Goodman (he should have come back just for fun anyway), but I think Cam gave the lab a healthy balance by having a Grown Ass Adult who wouldn't be drawn into Nerd Bullshit over Hittites and Assyrians. Goodman, while a good politician with the FBI, was too much like the other squints for his own managerial good. She's so deadpan funny and her efforts to herd the kindergarteners that fill her lab with bullshit is deeply amusing. I also want to know EVERYTHING about her time in New York. Cam the beat cop?? Tell me MORE.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

Have you heard the Good News about the gospel of ABC? Coined by @neurodiversebones, Angela/Brennan/Cam is a delightful trio, whether sexual or platonic. I drew some pictures and wrote a fic

Also Aristoo is a dreamboat (POETRY are you KIDDING me? His patience and understanding for Cam's needs and fears?) and I'm side-eyeing the fuck out of anyone who is good with Booth/Brennan but claims workplace harassment with Cam/Aristoo.

My non-romantic OTP for this character

I'm putting Cam/Booth here. Booth has very few friends and Cam is the one person who can reliably say "Seeley, you're being a fucking idiot." to him. I love that so much, he needs the reality check and having a person in the lab who is always in his corner, even though she tries to be a neutral party.

I will say, Booth is overdue to pay Camille back for all the good she's done reality-checking him. He is not there for her in the same way and that sucks. Where's the subplot where she has to crash at his place? Where's Booth taking Michelle on for Paternal Counselling? Where's the B&B and Cam/Aristoo double date? Why doesn't Booth pull Aristoo aside for the 'Prove to me you're good enough for my daughter' bullshit and end up becoming sports buds with him to support Cam?

Also putting the other Booth here. Why is everything with Jared a dead end? I would love to know more about her and Jared's relationship and seen more of them together.

My unpopular opinion about this character

She would have been in the right to fire Brennan in season 2. Cam doesn't know Brennan is the title character of the show, she's just trying to do her job and make the lab as functional and prosecutorially successful as possible. Booth talks a big game about quitting if Brennan left, but he wouldn't actually. He needs the job too much and working with the Jeffersonian is the only thing that makes him special as an agent. I bet he wouldn't even stop his sexual relationship with Cam over it, really. Angela and possibly Hodgins (TBH I doubt he actually would, he is a playboy comfortable in a "job" where he does what he wants, where he wants) might have left, which would have been annoying but not impossible to replace. Brennan is special to our hearts, but she isn't actually the only person capable of doing her work. Finding someone who could do the work, would be a better team player, and a better court presence would be SO worth it. I would love to see how this canon-divergent AU would shake out.

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

Girl deserves career advancement. I would have loved (for her professionally, idk how well this would play out on-screen) for her to end up in a more formal role connecting the FBI and the Jeffersonian. She should not be stuck dealing with the daily ins-and-outs of herding neurodivergent cats. She's an experienced and competent cop, scientist, and manager, and all three of those skills combined would make her a good Director. IMO in the long run, the FBI is going to want their own lab instead of contracting out to the Jeffersonian forever. She should get to head that project as The Big Boss, not the nitty-gritty details manager.

[buff-muffin]

(I'm @beanghostprincess btw this is just my main acc) Please please, I need more ideas of yours for the headcanon of Sabo being deaf in one ear. Because the reblog you wrote was awesome and I desperately need more of it. Besides, I would love to make it a bit angstier and write about him struggling but I don't have any experience with this and I think your opinions would be great <3333

AAAAA IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE IT NJSDNIJSXN OK OK BUT IF YOU WANT ANGST YOU GOTTA KNOW HOW HALF DEAFNESS WORKS. I don’t mind explaining this shit so dw I’m giggling as I write this.

I will say as a like, heads up I was born deaf in one ear Sabo lost it later on so I’m not 100 right but shut up self projection whoop whoop. I can to what I want. You can at least be half right with this information.

So unlike regular deafness it’s important to note Sabo still has one perfectly working ear. An ear that works overtime.

You need two ears to be able to figure out where noises come from cause it will be slightly louder and softer in each ear ect (idk man). Sabo doesn’t have that hence why my thought of needing Koala to be a quick guide for him. Without her help, he’s just gotta look around till he figures out what made the noise. Obviously he doesn’t have to worry too much about sneak attacks n shit cause of Haki but like. A enemy transponder snail calling and Koala is gone? He’s spinning in a circle and moving his head around till the noise gets louder and he can figure out WHERE THE FUCK IT IS.

This plus a pinch of paranoia and left on his own? Delectable. Hearing noises like distant gunshots, explosions, footsteps but can’t sense anyone and can’t figure out where they are or even where to go to help? Horrifying. ESPECIALLY A YOUNGER SABO NEW TO THIS DISABILITY.

Also in social settings this can be super tiring as in loud spaces all that noise is going into one ear and can make hearing one person trying to talk to you directly nearly impossible and rather overwhelming, that’s why I find the Luffy being loud enough to hear in a crowd delightful. There’s no strain cause Luffy is just that loud. But like. Ya know, War zones are pretty loud. And when you’re reaching your stress and social battery limit and you suddenly can’t seem to hear your best friend over the sound of canonballs? I’d be pretty damn close to tears too Sabo.

Also for a short while kid Sabo was probably easily snuck up on at least till he adjusted cause he can’t tell what side people are coming from. And when you get jumpscared cause you didn’t hear someone multiple times in an hour? It makes you feel like ASS

OH!!! Another juicy thing you could use is stripping him of his sight (as in a blindfold or a dark room) and forcing him to rely on his poor hearing to navigate. He can’t hear what’s going on and when you’re stripped of your senses it’s very easy to panic since your body can’t readjust itself.

Dude there is SO MUCH ANGST TO PLAY WITH.

Anyways as a little fluff palette cleanser: The revs obviously learned to adjust to their chief of staff’s disability and Sabo’s personal transponder snail wiggles when it’s ringing so he can know it’s his snail ringing not someone else’s. Any snail given to Sabo must be trained for this.

Ok fr though I hopes this helps! Feel free to ask more about this or ask me more specific things when it comes to your writings if you’re unsure I am always happy to help!!

[nemesis-is-my-middle-name]

Well about the perception of Volo vs Kamado thing, and why more people don’t hate Volo, I have my own reflections (pretty privilege is absolutely a factor tho let’s be real 😂)

Everyone growing up has at least one story of an adult being super unfair to you, even though you were doing everything right. Their own biases and experiences could be understood later once you were older and calmer reflecting back on the incident, like a teacher who snapped at you maybe had a super long day of wrangling hundreds of children. But we never forget how it feels in that moment to have those who should be guiding us be unfair and seemingly unreasonable. So naturally that’s gonna hurt when you get kamado being paranoid.

Volo on the other hand is just absolutely delightful I’m sorry maybe if Kamado put on a silly outfit and hair for his boss battle instead of plate mail he’d have more art. Like you said Volos betrayal is one and done really, he acts like a theater kid and then dips. You have to keep seeing kamado being in charge in the game after his blunders for a while which can rub people the wrong way. (Also this is maybe just me but I never trusted Volo just like I never trusted Cynthia as a kid, and finding out he was evil was a great moment of vindication I CANT be the only one who experienced this)

TLDR we see unfairness way more than we see someone betray us while making their hair like a god horse

well, you heard them, kamado. time to go get the jester outfit. cmon chop chop it's to redeem your image

yeah, the point abt getting burned by adults in authority is also very fair. most of us were not scarred for life by theater kid antics lol. the other thing abt it is that often those same adults never really face any consequences. you were always just expected to move on, suck it up etc. cause that's life as a kid right. sometimes ppl will use their power over you just to flex their limited authority, or to vent whatever's going on in their home life, and this doesn't really stop when you grow up it's just that when you're a kid basically every adult has that authority position. so it's just expected that there's nothing you can do. i mean unless you decide to be the karmic force of justice in your own life by being the most stubborn bitch of a child to walk the earth. not that i would know anything about that cough

uh anyway. the thing is the thing btwn you and kamado isn't about about child vs adult. you're more or less considered an adult yourself by jubilife, albeit a rather young and more importantly low ranking one. like we've said (a million times already lol) kamado's not doing it just to grasp at a sense of control, he's reacting to what he perceives as a very real threat to his village (and also because the writers clocked him in the face with the idiot ball for plot advancement reasons lbr).

and the thing is kamado DOES, kind of, face consequences and own up to his mistakes by the end of the game. also after the red sky event he's like, REALLY nice to you lol. not just briefly either! imo you can tell that he sincerely respects you and regrets his actions in the red sky. go look at his late game quotes-

"Perhaps you are a divine being yourself, sent to bring us gifts from above... "I know I've no right to say this... But we are truly fortunate to have been able to count you among the Survey Corps' ranks. If you had not joined us, we would have fallen on Mount Coronet. We would have lost our home. We would have lost our future." "I'm grateful to you for showing me what a heartening presence Pokémon can be. We must spar again sometime!" "<player>, forgive me for taking so much of your time [telling you about the Galaxy name.] Please accept this as a sort of apology."

like he's trying to make up for the way they were treated earlier and give them the proper treatment they're owed for all their help.

idk i don't have a good way to conclude this i guess. i just think he's a cool character

[lovecolibri]

to be fair a lot of what that anon is seeing is not them actually shipping eddie and buck with these women but appreciating their hot. they still very much are team buddie endgame and I've seen nothing of what the anon is talking about. I've seen them praising their looks because these are gay women who love attractive women no shock but in the same beat know that it's Buddie till the end.

To be fair to that anon, I HAVE seen (here and elsewhere) a lot of people saying "well we knew Buddie was never going to happen so I'm on board with these new love interests because they're hot" which...EYE find a little...IDK, reductive because we know NOTHING about them! And it's a repeated cycles we've all seen before.

People were willing to give Tay Kay a pass as a LI because she was a "strong female" character and pretty, when she was actually AWFUL to Buck and constantly hit on his insecurities with delight because it put him in his place. And yet people are still saying how if he was supposed to end up with a woman and not Eddie he would have ended up with her because she was perfect on paper for him. (???? friendo, where?! Nothing about her was good for Buck in ANY capacity! The show re-wrote her character every episode to try and keep the GA that hated her to tolerate her for as long as they "had" to keep her around for supposed "scheduling conflicts" when they easily could have just...focused on the characters they already had and not paid someone else to waste everyone's time, and drag Buck's character down as well to pretend he would even WANT anything to do with her after what she tried to do to Bobby, but I digress.)

We STILL hear how Ana was sooo pretty and sooo "perrfect" for Eddie and for Chris but he's clearly gay because he couldn't make it work with her even though on paper it should have been perfect. When actually the show told us in s3 that she was NOT good for Chris, and then again showed us Chris was unhappy with his dad dating, only to turn around and pretend that it was Eddie second guessing all along (because this showrunner is inconsistent and perfectly happy forcing the characters to change to fit plotlines she wants rather than allowing the characters to drive the plot). Also, please anyone look at that woman and tell me her and Eddie had ANYTHING in common outside of her working with kids and a shared cultural heritage. There is a zero percent chance they had any shared hobbies or interests so "perfect on paper" has always sounded ridiculous to me. She was perfect for an ideal image Eddie thought OTHER people would think was right for him, yet people are still saying "at least she was hot so if they weren't going to put Buddie together they should have kept her around".

People can certainly love and support these new characters and enjoy seeing pretty people on their screens! That's totally fine! Which is why I posted about filtering out content.

But when there's already an uphill battle wrt Buddie and representation, I get being disheartened to see people tagging the show's SM (on other sites, not here because this is a void and there is no actual direct link to the show's official sites) and loudly saying (without knowing ANYTHING about the characters) that since they're pretty, Buddie fans will accept them as LIs if they aren't going to do Buddie. Because that tells TPTB that they can run with this without getting as much backlash from the loudest and most vocal online community as long as they pick someone pretty enough. Which again, on the SHOW'S side (not fans seeing and enjoying a pretty face) is reductive to female characters in general AND something I find reductive of the loving family Buddie has built up over YEARS getting tossed out in favor of giving them new families. 🤷🏻‍♀️

[cderiva]

i don’t think i’ve ever sent you the “if they had a kid” thing for nanami and maria and actually that’s a crime on my part

@heyhey-sensei , one day i'll yap less but today is not that day

Name: im very bad at picking names and also since im going to yap a lot i’m leaving this one up to you. yeah you read that right you asked the question im making u work as well.

Gender: male.

General Appearance: dark brown eyes, blonde hair that has a somewhat natural unruliness to it. looks relaxed though is often described as having a “resting serious face” but when he smiles it’s wide and disarming. eyes are always expressive even when his face doesn’t give much away. initially short and kind of lanky but then puberty hit, and it didn’t just nudge him along - it bulldozed through. one year he returned from a single summer break taller and broader. for sure needed so many new clothes. his sudden growth spurt left him a little awkward, like he was figuring out how to exist in a body that no longer moved the way it used to and he often bumped into things or misjudged his reach/strength.

Personality: the kind of kid who makes it impossible to stay mad at him, even when he’s done something exasperating. he’s just too sincere. he’s well-meaning, with good instincts, but his impatience and impulsiveness sometimes gets the best of him. as a baby, he was expressive but quiet - then he learned to talk, and for years had no filter. “because i said so” never worked on him, though his endless “why?” stemmed not from defiance but from a need to understand (he satisfied easily when given logical answers to his questions or if told “i don’t know”). this curiosity extended to fear: instead of retreating, he leaned into what scared him, and while this showed resilience and courage, on the other hand it’s scary when your kid doesn’t seem to have the instinct to retreat (worse, sometimes he didn't call for his parents). has never been particularly outgoing but has always had a healthy and active social life + was naturally drawn to after-school activities and clubs - he needs his quiet time after socializing though. he’s analytical but can’t let go of decisions until he’s experienced things firsthand (doesn’t like this about himself, this need to learn by doing, because he sometimes sees it as inefficient or dumb). his anger is cold, rarely loud. when he gets mad it’s because there’s either a principle at stake, or he genuinely doesn’t understand something. he's stubborn, bottles things up until it’s too much to handle and often needs deliberate encouragement to open up. as a teenager, however, he developed a habit of approaching sensitive topics in a roundabout way: he’d make a vague observation or pose a seemingly unrelated question, gauging your reaction before inching closer to the heart of the matter (and you'd have to play a lil dumb in order to give him space and not spook him). doesn’t care about being particularly organized in the mornings (as long as he has breakfast he’s good), but he got to a point where he realized he needs his sleep time routine - he likes to get his tea, go to bed around the same time, do his bit of reading or fucking around on his phone, he loves that quiet time for himself. i delight at the idea that like many teenagers he did enjoy going to parties but had a strict internal timer meaning he’d dive headfirst into it, but 90% of the times he’d be home by midnight.

Special Talents: very fast reader. can underthing things very quickly (but has trouble explaining them). has a knack for visualization. has an uncanny talent for finding loopholes. really good at some sport idk which though (leaning towards tennis bc while i don't think he'd be the most technical player i think he'd be fast and precise, too focused sometimes to the point of eating dirt but stays focused on the ball and gets up and keeps going).

Who they like better: tends to gravitate toward dad during times when he needs clear guidance or when it’s about something related to the future / long-term planning, and to mom when when it’s something that needs less planning and more of a quick intuitive response.

Who they take after more: the best way i can put it is that he thinks like dad but feels like mom.

Personal Head canon: as a toddler / child loved being involved in his parents’ daily activities like doing the dishes and going grocery shopping (grew out of it, alas). as a toddler was a picky eater (grew out of it, thankfully) yet still always wanted to try whatever his parents were eating just to end up scrunching up his nose. as a baby/toddler would sleep in most conditions as a baby (the noise or brightness levels were no issue, would fall asleep anywhere any time) but for a long time he would only sleep if he could feel some sort of movement - i’m talking, you’re holding him and walking around, but the second you put him down he’s awake again. had phases of intense interests in space (probably dressed up as an astronaut at some point) and the mechanics of how things work (big on taking things apart to see how they came together). as a young child he went through a phase where he was freaked out by very small bugs and insects (spiders, flies, crickets, etc - he loved big animals though), and scared of loud noises (thunder, dogs barking loudly, etc) but in his defense he was very brave about it even when he was tearing up. sleeps like a damn rock, but if his alarm is loud enough (it’s insane how loud it is) he only needs to hit snooze once. writes a lot/has a lot of journals, not as a creative pursuit but because it helps him understand/organize his own thoughts. can play at least one musical instrument. not grumpy in the mornings but isn't truly awake until after he's had breakfast and if you speak to him before then he likely won't register anything you say. his appetite as a teenager was bottomless - he’d eat, and it was as if the food vanished into some endless void in his stomach, the grocery bill doubled for sure. has the horrible habit of blasting music through his headphones at a volume that could probably wake the dead.

Face Claim: i don’t use fcs, but pinterest might come to the rescue at some point

[thespooksheh]

Some of my Quarry headcanons :P

Abi:

She lives with her dad and younger sister, her mom died when she was young and she doesn’t remember her much

Her family doesn’t have much money but her dad really wants her to pursue her dreams of art school, but Abi’s hesitant to leave her dad and sister behind and is worried about the cost 

She’s been working part-time since she was 14 to help out even though her dad tells her she doesn’t have to, and she keeps a bit as savings just in case

She used to have really severe anxiety as a kid and had to have counselling sessions to help with it, she’s on medication now and has the right coping mechanisms but she still has moments where she can’t deal with it (whenever those moments happened at camp Emma or Dylan would take her somewhere quiet away from the kids and help her calm down, she was really grateful for their help and that’s why she’s closer to them than everyone else)

After everything with Nick she still likes him but doesn’t want to pursue a relationship, because sometimes just looking at him brings back the memory of what Not-Nick said and how he threw her across the room (Nick is very understanding about it and they remain friends, even though it does make him sad they don’t talk much)

Some lighter stuff: she was 100& a horse girl from ages 8-14 (maybe she still is, idk ask her about it)

Her first crush was Applejack in MLP but she’s super embarrassed about it and when asks just says it was her best friend in Kindergarten

She has a collection of plushies and they all have names relating to their colour/style 

Her favourite colour is yellow but she doesn't wear any clothing or own much that's yellow because she's worried she'll stop liking it and it'll ruin her life (she's secretly just as dramatic as Emma, and when Emma finds out she's delighted

Playing Stardew Valley on her switch is a part of her daily routine and she’s been working on the same save for 4 years, she’s very proud of it

Totally draws fanart for the media she likes and has a tumblr, but she refuses to reveal it to anyone (even Emma, even though she constantly begs her to tell her)

When she does eventually attend art school she and Emma end up not far from each other and Emma becomes her muse/model for lot of her work (from here they grow closer and date because I ship Blygbank)

Emma:

Her parents aren’t divorced but they SHOULD BE (they’re both cheating on each other and pretend they don’t know, and neither of them know that Emma knows even though she caught them both)

She has an older sister, like 7-8 years older, and they’ve never been close because her sister always treated her like a dumb kid and a rival

Emma always envied the attention and praise her sister got from their parents and tried (and failed) to be perfect like her, that’s why she starts her youtube channel (it upsets her that her parents aren’t proud of it like they are of her sisters achievements)

After the events of the game she has to take a break from posting (even though she loves it) because she gets a flood of comments about her being a murderer despite being acquitted in the trial, and seeing them makes her question everything she did that night

Despite her exterior she’s actually really sweet (only people close to her see that, like Abi, Dylan and probably Laura too) but she’s very insecure and worried that it’ll be used against her

I mean she loves making others laugh even if she looks dumb in the process, come on!!

She never fully forgives Jacob even though she really wants to, and also feels like maybe it was her fault in a way (I don’t think that though, like at all), she acts like they’re cool when they hang out but she still carries it around with her

After school she keeps up her youtube channel and insta presence which pays pretty well, but she also works as a barista because it’s simple and she likes the structure it provides in her life

Emma is such a dog person to the degree that she hates cats (red flag in my book but I still <3 her)

She’s had a few dogs over the years, but right now she has two, a border collie named Griffin and a doberman named Fluffy (they live her parents though and it pains her to be so far away from them, and when she visits them it's’ secretly just to see her dogs)

I like to think she gets over her cat hating grudged eventually when she meets Dylan’s cat and then later she agrees to getting a cat when she lives with Abi (it’s ginger and super grumpy, and prefers Emma to Abi which pisses her off so much but Abi finds it hilarious)

Emma’s a huge swiftie and has all her albums on vinyl (Nick’s also a swifite but is very secretive about it, Emma agrees to keep his secret and go to TS concerts in secret together. Abi figures it out though and is sworn to secrecy)

She wears q specific shade of red lipstick and has been using the same on for three years even though it’s expired and almost completely used up (it’s literally a nub) because the company changed the formula

Laura: if you love the shade so much just get a new on and stop using that gross ball of death

Emma, using that said gross ball of death and rolling her eyes: you don’t understand it’s not the same

Kaitlyn:

She has 4 younger brothers and all of her names also start with K (her mom has a thing for alliterations, don’t ask her about it because one time Kaitlyn did and it was a 5 hour explanation)

Her dad is her role model but they’re not as close as she wants them to be because he’s always busy with her brothers, the reason she knows so much about guns and cars is because she was desperate to do anything with him when she could

Her and Jacob became friends at age 8 when Jacob was on the swings and fell off and knocked two teeth out, Kaitlyn was laughing the whole time she helped him find help and soak up the blood (ever since they’ve been bonded for life)

Kaitlyn is the first person to forgive Jacob after the night at Hackett’s Quarry for breaking down the van and forces him to send her texts everyday to make sure he’s okay

She’s aromantic and hadn’t put much thought into relationships until others around her started getting crushes, she’s totally projecting what she thinks she’s supposed to want onto Ryan and doesn’t realizes it

After the game when she tries dating again she realizes she just can’t and eventually figures it out with some googling

She and Dylan become roommates and she refuses to let him decorate anywhere outside his bedroom because he has terrible design skills, so their apartment is very nice and has a grey and blue colour scheme except for Dylan’s room which is very ugly 

Dylan:

Was a total class clown in high school and always used to get in trouble, and his teachers would always be frustrated because he was so smart when he actually paid attention

Dylan is totally a Brian David Gilbert fan and no one can convince me otherwise

Giant video game nerd, has played most games to ever exist and gets Ryan into it too

He’s obsessed with science and tech but is worried if he works in that field he will destroy his love of it

Miles confirmed his cat is called Schrodinger but he’s definitely a hairless cat and Dylan knits him little sweaters to wear when it’s cold

After the game he’s super sad he can’t knit anymore because of his hand, and he starts rollerblading instead (when he explained the change in hobby to Kaitlyn she said “That is the strangest thing I’ve ever heard. You replaced knitting with rollerblading? Seriously?”)

Later, whilst working as an quantum physicists (turns out he doesn’t hate it) he starts a podcast about horror movies since he develops an obsession with them after what happened with the werewolves

The others guest star on it a lot (especially Kaitlyn and Emma, and Max sometimes too) and Ryan helps him produce it (by produce it’s mostly just moral support, Ryan doesn’t know shit about tech)

He pranks Kaitlyn all the time but it backfires because one time Kaitlyn got Emma, Jacob, Max and Nick to help to set up a prank where Dylan’s entire room was covered in wrapping paper (he still has a few things that are wrapped up because he’s lazy)

Also he’s super terrified of dogs because he was chased by one as a kid and when he met Emma’s dog he almost shit his pants

Dylan: You said his name is FLUFFY????

Emma, genuinely confused: Yeah? Isn’t he the sweetest thing you’ve ever met!

Dylan: No! He looks like he’s seconds away from ripping out my throat!!

Ryan:

His best friend is his sister 100% he loves her so much and would literally do anything for her

When he’s stabbed and Laura offers to bite him he accepts, not because he’s worried about living for himself (if he was only worried about himself he’d decline because the idea of losing control of himself terrifies him) but because he desperately needs to get through the night and back home to Sarah

One of the reasons he likes Dylan so much is because he thinks Dylan brings out the more carefree and fun side of himself, and he hasn’t been in touch with that part of himself since he was young having to take care of his sister and his mom

I think his grandparents are old and his mom is in and out of rehab, so he has a lot of stuff to do and camp was one of those times he got to just be a kid (and being a counsellor just made sense, since he was close with Chris)

Despite knowing it was the right thing to do he's still agonizing about killing Chris for a long time, and even though they’re not super close Laura helps him through it because she was there and really pushed him into it

He does end up studying animation but visits Sarah as much as he can, and soon as he can gets a place of his own and Sarah moves in with him (the place is a small one bedroom apartment, so he sleeps on the pull-out couch and lets Sarah have the room for herself)

He’s just a really good older brother I love him <3

He pretends he’s annoyed that Dylan invites himself over so often but secretly loves having him around, and Ryan couldn’t be happier Dylan gets on so well with his sister

They weren’t close at camp but he becomes good friends with Abi because of their shared loved of art, and they even do a few projects to together and she’s one of the few people he feels comfortable enough to rant about his love of art with

Schrodinger freaks him out but he doesn’t ever dare tell Dylan because he knows it’ll break his heart

He’s also still guilty about cutting Dylan’s hand off even though he told him to do it, but Dylan constantly reassures him it was the right choice and constantly makes hand jokes to make him smile 

Max:

He’s a clean freak and cleans his and Laura’s apartment every Friday without fail (but Laura is super messy and it stresses him out)

He has little spa days on Fridays to recover from the stress

Max, lounging on the bed with a white robe and face mask and candles lit around him, taking a cucumber from his eye: hey babe maybe you should cut back on all the energy drinks

Laura, opening her fifth an of monster today and shaking from all the caffeine, a pile of books and mess on her desk: without caffeine I will DIE I NEED to study

He loves Laura so much but when he sees how she lives without him cleaning up after her he considers his sanity

He goes on to work as a mechanic, but it’s a love-hate relationship because the mess drives him crazy (one time he slipped and got dirt all over his clothes and almost cried about it, Laura had to make him some hot chocolate to calm down)

Also he’s super clumsy, like falling up the stairs kinda clumsy

He refuses to swear because he’s got a little sister (who’s like toddler age) and always has to watch himself, and that’s how we got the masterpiece “son of a binky bonky” (gonna refuse the rest of his swearing in the game lol)

He didn’t spend much of the game with anyone but after he’s closest to Emma and Dylan (no one lets the three of them hang out alone because the last time they did they all ended up in jail and Ryan and Laura had to bail them out, when Abi found out she refused to talk to Emma for two days)

Laura:

Like I mentioned she is very, very MESSY

When left alone she’ll literally forget to shower and build a nest of energy drink cans and food it’s disgusting

On Fridays when Max cleans she refuses to move whilst she studies so he has to clean around her

Max, feather duster in hand: babe I don’t think you need all 10 of these empty diet coke cans on your desk. PLEASE let me clean them up

Laura, 17 hours without sleep and an unknown amount of time without a shower: no these are my lucky cans if you take them I'll fail my exam

Laura, picking up a week old can and gulping it down: besides this one isn’t even empty!

Max, snatching the can away and pouring it out, on the verge of a breakdown: BABE THERES A WHOLE FREAKING ECO SYSTEM IN HERE YOU’RE GONNA DIE!!

She used to be very close with her dad but he died a few years ago and it really messed her up, ever since she's been a little more subdued and Max tries his best to help her

Laura’s very committed and will not stop anything she puts her mind to, even the most trivial things (like Jacob she won’t back down from a dare, one time Emma dared her to climb a lamp post and she did it, they had to call the fire department to get her down)

After the game she becomes good friends with Emma and Kaitlyn, and she constantly tells Emma that she wouldn’t be friends with her if they hadn’t both been through the same hell because Laura despises influencers (Emma takes it in stride and uses it as an excuse to bully Laura harsher)

For some reason she absolutely hates Nick and everyone's confused about it, even herself (poor Nick)

Like she can’t even explain why she just does and Nick’s really sad about it, like a kicked puppy

Laura, sending death glares to Nick whenever everyone meets up:

Nick: I don’t feel safe here….

Maybe I’ll do Jacob and Nick another time because I’m running out of steam lol

[lollytea]

Can't stop thinking about Gus in wonder by the human realm. Both normal everyday objects that he never considered how they could/would work without magic and things like megastructures which he couldn't imagine being created without magic. I just like the idea of this kid reintroducing magic into the world, not that it was ever gone, but we've just forgotten it's there. Like, Hell yeah the animal kingdom is wonderous and awe inspiring and it *is* incredible what humanity has accomplished!

I've always been so endeared with Gus's pure joy and fascination for the Human Realm. I love how his room is completely filled to the brim with all his precious treasures. Reminds me so much of Ariel's Grotto. He could probably spend hours pouring over his possessions trying to puzzle out the mystery of them, and though he doesn't always have answers, sometimes the fun is in the figuring out part. The Human Realm truly is an enigma.

That doesn't mean he isn't pumped to finally get his answers though. I believe that Gus simply has to live in the Human Realm for a few years when he gets a little older. He needs that time to take in all these new and exciting things.

He wants to see the whole human world. He's obsessed with the Pyramids, with Easter Island, with the Colosseum, with the Taj Mahal, with all these big and magical places he's read about. Astronauts who've been to space in rocket ships!! Scientists who've made breakthroughs in concepts Gus cannot begin to comprehend but he fully intends to change that. Magicians with not a drop of real magic in their blood but their very own human style of dazzling an audience. Circus performers!! Broadway stars!! Rodeos!! Zoos!! Aquariums!! Movies!! Cartoons!! Gus will find the magic in all of this.

I like to imagine that if he does live in the Human Realm for a while, he makes a lot of friends. Idk if he'll be allowed to give away his witchy identity yet but either way, he will be so adored by people just because of this never ending enthusiasm for the most mundane things. He makes people's day brighter.

Hes got this this one friend named Mikey who collects model trains who's always had to deal with people calling it a silly hobby. Gus shows up at his house and is immediately transfixed by the mechanics of them and listens to Mikey explain with rapt attention. "I can see why you're obsessed with these things. They're the coolest!!"

He has a friend named Jessica who collects 70s memorabilia. Gus is her biggest hype man. He wants to know everything about the 70s and how these "record" things work. Jess is delighted to fill him in.

No matter your unconventional interest, Gus will be just as invested in it as you are. He loves humans because every one of them comes with an untapped well of knowledge. For Gus, the Human Realm is a world full of surprises. Like constantly turning over stones and finding more and more of it. He can never get enough.

Camila loves having him around. Especially in the mornings when she's tired and still hasn't had her coffee, and the toaster pops and Gus bursts into tears, utterly moved. "Beautiful....just beautiful..." and Camila has to smile.

Gus loves the Human Realm and the Human Realm would love Gus too.

[tinyyoungblood]

hi!! adore your work love. could you maybe do smth where stark!reader has to get her wisdom teeth out but HATES the dentist so she brings her boyf peter and her dad w her?? and then when they get home the avengers are all waiting with like comical amounts of flowers and stuffed animals and then reader says some funny shiii and thor thinks she’s like dying lol. idk if that made sense but i’m getting my wisdom teeth out soon and i’m scared😭 thank u so so much love u babe

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

a/n: tysm lovely :,) i rushed through this like my life depended on it, but i hope i’m not too late. either way, i hope you’re okay! it’s frightening but those bad boys gotta go because we don’t need that kind of energy in our lives. enjoy x

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

wisdom teeth? more like wisdoom

y/n has to get her wisdom teeth removed and it’s the singular most dreadful thing she’s ever had to do, which says a lot because her dad is tony richling stark

doing dreadful things she doesn’t want to do but still somehow end up doing just because she can is a personality trait at this point

no one really makes a big deal out of it since ~death~ is part of their job description, but y/n is terrified

and when a stark is terrified the only thing that will keep them one step from insanity is researching the hell out of it

that information will be info dumped into every conversation for the next few weeks leading up to the appointment

“y/n you need anything from the store?” "no thanks, did you know the side effects of getting your wisdom teeth out include ✨sudden death or blood clots✨ tho” “……..i have a coupon?”

the day of the appointment, peter comes along and literally doesn’t let go of y/n’s hand. he keeps touching her to let her know that he’s there and it’s so. adorable

he would rest his hand on her knee, gently stroke her back while holding her, or just play with her hair

happy drops them off and he’s too Cool™ for emotions but he knows y/n’s a wreck, so he just fist bumps her with a single nod and she almost breaks down bc it’s really affectionate

y/n is sitting in the dentist chair and genuinely nothing is happening yet, but she’s squeezing peter’s hand like it’s a sponge

peter might have a high pain tolerance but he’s in pain pain and he prays that his hand won’t just explode on him

the dentist notices how peter tries to keep it together and chuckles

“you okay there, son?” “yea it’s fine, had a better time when a building fell on me tho haha” “pardon?” “oh i mean i didn’t have a good time, i just had a better time”

because y/n is running Anxious Town™, the dentist gives her a sedative to help her relax 

plus, an injection of local anaesthetic to numb the tooth and surrounding area

she doesn’t feel anything and it’s GREAT

the procedure is quicker than expected and now the real fun begins

she tries to walk but she falls down so peter scoops her up bridal style and happy stays glued at her side

y/n doesn’t mind although she literally doesn’t recognise them and they’re practically strangers to her

but girly sees an opportunity and tries to flirt with peter bc why wouldn’t she

“you’re pretty” *blushes* “why thanks” “you should let your girlfriend know” “i should let her know i’m pretty?” “so you do have a gf? :(” “yea it’s you” “:)”

they stop for gas and peter goes in to get some water for y/n, and in her infinite wisdom, she decides it’s burger time

her mouth is completely numb and she’s practically leaving a trail of drool behind her, but she’d kill for a burger right now

so she wobbles around aimlessly for an hour on some random parking lot as if the ground might just magically open up like a rabbit hole and lead her to five guys

she’s going places. not back to the car. definitely not five guys. they’re closed. but places

peter finally finds her and he’s drenched from head to toe in sweat. he doEsn’T wAnt tO tALk abOut iT tho so she lets him take her to subway instead

normally, she would know that peter’s usual subway order is bread-lettuce-jalapeño

but in her drugged-up state, it had simply slipped her mind so now she’s staring at him like he’d just murdered someone right in front of her

“that- that’s your order?? no meat or anything just bread, lettuce, and a little spice?”

meanwhile at the compound, sam and steve are ordering everyone around bc they want to decorate this place before y/n gets home to surprise her

they take it very seriously too. they’ve watched like one HGTV show and said it’s our time

they finally get home and tony gives y/n a big hug, asking her what took so long

happy tells him that she was keen on getting burgers bc apparently someone has taught her that stressful times call for ~cheeseburgers~

he proceeds to look at tony with a pointed look

tony just shrugs and goes “she was a problem child. we don’t mention her dark past”

she’s swaying on the spot and keeps grinning like a fool and thor just stares at her weirdly before elbowing bruce and whispering loudly,

“what’s wrong with her? is she dying? should i start collecting leaves, i know this remedy—"

no one can tell if y/n is just happy to see the newly decorated home or if she’s just delighted to see everyone but then she goes around hugging the entire team

she doesn’t even acknowledge the sky-high pile of teddy bears and flowers everywhere bc she’s just squeezing everybody

y/n is so high, she just starts to spill all of her feelings about everyone and they’re already so overwhelmed by the hug chain they can’t take this too

“wanda i just want you to know that you’re like my big sister and you’re always taking care of me and i know you and vision are just going to make such good parents one day”

“bucky you absolute PRICK, you FIEND, you’re the best chess player ever and that’ll never change and i wouldn’t be good without you, i hate to say it but you deserve happiness even after you made me lose five times in a row yesterday”

“dad, you’re so strong and smart, even though we’re like never on the same page, you’re always along for the ride, i want to be like you when i grow up, i swear i’m gonna try to be as good to the avengers as you were to us” “aww- wait makes you think i'll be the first to die“

“nat you’re such a bitch about your protein shakes but you’re my best friend and i wouldn’t have it any other way, you can try out as many make up looks on me as you want”

“bruce, brucey, i would live with you in your lab for the rest of my days if i had to, whenever you ask me to hand you stuff i feel useful and important”

“laura’s way out of your league clint i have no idea how the fuck you got her but don’t lose her and i want to be your next child’s godmother”

“steve…we’re your family now. we’re always gonna be your family now. okay?”

“loki you’re not fooling anyone with your attitude, we all know you’re part of the family, you were just misunderstood and messed up bc of your dad–FUCK him by the way–but i realised everyone deserves as many chances as they need because of you”

“sam i would genuinely kill anyone who wronged you, even if they cut you in line at the grocery store, i would knife them no hesitation”

“thor, you poor golden retriever have been through so much, on my way here i made a wish on an eyelash for you bc you deserve better, your postcards always make my day, love you”

she mumbles something to peter that no one else can hear but he blushes and chokes back a sob

y/n orders hot soup and bucky brings it to her but before he even has time to react peter drops everything and ZOOMS across the room in .3 seconds

he barrels into bucky so hard they both go flying, but peter just smoothly rolls out of it and onto his feet like some kind of super ninja

“DUDE WHAT THE HELL” “😠 y/n is not supposed to drink hot liquids 😠”

all of this happens in mere seconds but sam has filmed it all and now slow mo clips go viral online of some mysterious kid knocking over the winter soldier

y/n’s a little in and out after that, but when she fully regains consciousness, she’s on a pile of blankets, surrounded by the team on the floor <3

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let me know if this is actually comforting lmao stay hydrated pals

hc masterlist

[kuroos-babie]

Falling in Love With a Single Mom HCs

Osamu x fem!Reader | Atsumu x fem!Reader

[ Headcanons/MiniFics ]

Request: Idk if anyone’s requested it already but your head canons are just giving me a bunch of baby fever so can I request some with the Osamu and Atsumu 🥺🥺 —anonymous

a/n: thank u for absolutely tolerating my perpetual baby fever 🥺🥺 i had so much fun writing these, i might even do oneshots god i loved atsumu's part so much pls do tell me what you think!!

❀ it was almost closing time for Onigiri Miya, people already filing out the restaurant after having their fill of good food

❀ but there you were, in your corporate uniform sitting in front of two 7 month old little boys

❀ osamu looks at you fondly from the counter, cheek resting on his hand with his elbow propped

❀ you always drop by when the shop is about to close, too tired to fix up dinner for the three of you— or so he assumed

❀ you let your boys gobble on their own onigiri's, occasionally turning and patting at the other's cheek

"They seem to like the new stuff", he commented as he walked over to your table with the excuse of clearing up the plates you were done with, "Are you done with these?"

"Oh yes, thank you. Yeah they've always had big appetites, I figured I'd let them try something new this time"

Just when Osamu was about to take the empty katsu plate, one of the twins whined in protest, clumsily swatting at his hand, "Eung! Nuh!"

"Oh? Not yet?", he chuckled as he let go of the plate, letting the younger twin pick at the crumbs

❀ you laughed at each other— him noting the way your eyes drooped slightly in exhaustion and he couldn't help but empathize with you

❀ he knows how stressful it is to raise twins, and twin boys? even more so

❀ he grabbed a nearby chair and took a seat

"Is it alright if I crash your dinner for tonight?" he asked before you could even react, "I'd even throw in two orders of tempura and some sake for you"

You yield with smile, only shaking your head since you have no idea how to even reject his offer— not when he has the sweetest smile on his face

❀ since then, he would join you for dinner and let the twins try new onigiris he made

❀ he always has a fond expression on his face when looking at your children, especially when they're stuffing each other's face with the food he made

❀ you two grew closer over sharing food and fawning over the twins

"So you take the both of them to work? And then come here for dinner before going straight home?"

"Sounds about right, yeah"

"No husband?" "Nope" "Boyfriends?" "I don't have time for any", you chuckle

It was a Friday evening and you two chatted over a bottle of sake, each having a twin snoozing on your laps

"What do you say we change things up a bit? Let me take you out tomorrow"

He was now reaching for your hand which was wrapped around your sake cup, the heat that was rising from your chest certainly not coming from the alcohol

❀ Miya Osamu was never one to dawdle, ever the straightforward gentleman

❀ that's why he didn't waste time telling you how he adored you and your boys— and wanted to be a part of your family as soon as you would permit him

❀ he definitely changed up your weekday routine— instead of coming home with the twins after dinner at Onigiri Miya, you found yourself coming home to him and your kids cuddled up on the couch, the smell of food wafting throughout the house

❀ you take turns taking the twins to work and always made time to eat dinner together, bonding over food and the twin's milestones for the day that the other couldn't witness

❀ your hands were full with the boys starting to walk and run but your heart was definitely fuller at the sight of the grey-haired man they're always running to, toppling over him as they giggle in delight and you just can't help running into his arms as well, giving him a kiss as a silent thanks for finding you three

❀ you were a fan of the black jackals and have been pestering your high school friend to let you meet the team for the longest time

❀ hinata did his best to slip you in between their busy training schedules and whatnot, finally introducing you to the team one weekend after their practice

❀ well, introducing your daughter first

❀ you handed her over to hinata before excusing yourself for the bathroom real quick

❀ he waltz in the locker room and i kid you not, bokuto and atsumu were all up in their faces the moment they laid eyes on her

❀ the 16 month old girl in pink wasn't too impressed

"Gimme her, I'm really good with kids" Bokuto insists while making grabby hands but your daughter only turned away and laid her head on Hinata's shoulder

"Move over, Bokkun, lemme try"

❀ you bet bokuto was dejected for the rest of the day

❀ Hinata lowered the little girl to the floor, keeping her steady as she tries to gain balance

❀ Atsumu sat on the bench near her, calling out to her with a wide grin but she only whined and turned back to Hinata to be picked up again

"Banana! D'you like bananas?" was his last resort, grabbing one from his lunch bag which Samu prepared

Her ears pricked up at the word, turning to look at him with hopeful eyes, "Pana na!"

Atsumu leaned back to the bench, his hand propped behind him as he watches her waddle over to him "Ahh she's so cute"

"Yeah, makes me want one of my own", Meian chuckled, watching the scene unfold

Your daughter reached him, patting at his thighs as she chants "Pana pana na" when she hits his pockets and a crinkling noise caught her attention

"Oh you want this instead?" he asks her, taking a piece of chocolate from his pocket

"Uhn!"

❀ he watched as your daughter's eyes light up in delight at her first taste of chocolate, drool dribbling down her chin which he quickly wiped with a tissue

❀ the team watched as the 16 month old little girl climbed up to Atsumu to settle on his thigh, happily munching on a mini snickers bar

❀ the look you had when you entered the locker room wasn't as delighted though

"Sorry I took so long, I couldn't find th— what's that in her mouth?"

"Oh, Y/N!" it was Hinata who greeted you before turning to the setter, "Atsumu-san gave her chocolate"

"You gave her WHAT?"

You could only rub your face with your hands and exhale in frustration, "Why would you give a 16 month old some chocolates? Oh my god"

❀ you explained to the team that you were avoiding giving her sugary treats so as not to get her used to it, only feeding her fruits and yogurt for snacks

❀ they all apologized in Atsumu's stead who only had a pout in his face as he murmured "I didn't know, I'm sorry" again and again

❀ you relent and tried to get your daughter from the setter, to which she whined, chocolate-covered fingers gripping at Atsumu's shirt

"She likes me" he beamed at you as if he wasn't looking as dejected as Bokuto a few moments ago

"You bribed her with sweets" you deadpanned, making Atsumu pout at you

❀ your daughter didn't want to let go of him, squealing and whining when you tried to pry her off him so you just let her cling to the faux blonde setter for the rest of your stay

"Come on, baby, it's time to go home"

You tried getting her for the nth time but she just grunted and nuzzled against Atsumu's neck

"My arms are kinda numb"

"Do you want to take Atsumu-san home?" Hinata suggests, effectively sending a wave of heat to yours and the setter's cheeks

"Uhn! Mumu-tan!" he could only chuckle nervously as she patted and squished at his flushed cheeks

❀ you decided, albeit with a drawn out sigh, to take Atsumu home with you, knowing your daughter will get fussy when she starts to feel a bit sleepy

❀ Atsumu spent the rest of the day over at your house, bouncing and playing around with the little girl as you tried to get chores done, preparing dinner for them while you're at it

❀ after eating, you went to do the dishes, noting the eerie quiet as you had your back towards the living room

❀ you spot him completely knocked out on the couch with your daughter, head dangling on the backrest as he had a hand on your daughter's back, soft snores coming from the both of them

❀ you couldn't help but smile at them, quietly sitting and leaning back beside the two as you let the peaceful quiet lull you half asleep

❀ atsumu awoke with your face in front of him and he could just trace the exhaustion from your dovish sleeping expression

"Ahh she's cute" he whispered to himself in a smile before adjusting his position, shuffling closer and pulling your head over to lean on his shoulder as he tried to continue his nap

"You two're the absolute cutest" he sighed as he nuzzled against your daughter's head, squeezing her even tighter

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[yuyupowers]

aristocrat!yunho

aristocrat!yunho x fem!reader

genre: fluff, angst

trigger warning(s): description of an anxiety attack, brief description of death, memory loss. let me know if there’s anything else!

author’s note: i swear this wasn’t supposed to be this long sdkjflds

none of the pictures are mine!

for reference, i’m using british peerage (hierarchy). there are five ranks: baron, viscount, earl (count), marquess, and duke - the highest being duke, and the lowest, baron.

eldest son of a duke

okay, so

among nobility, the jeon family are well respect but considered to be a bit,,,eccentric

they adhere to all the social expectations expected amongst nobles, but their attitude towards non-nobility is what sets them apart

though most noble families are polite when interacting with non-nobility, they generally try to keep their distance; avoid their company, if possible

not the jeong’s 

it wasn’t unusual to see duchess jeong knitting in her tea room with maids, merchant’s wives, or whoever else wanted to come

to see gunho running around with his friends, a pack of street urchins, low, and middle class children

to see yunho in the market helping one of the many older couples haul their cart into place

his family had managed to find the delicate balance of being “normal” enough not to suffer social ostracization, yet “odd” enough for people to dismiss their “peculiar actions” as “typical jeong behaviour”

now, onto the loml yunho

perfect gentleman pt. 2

extremely charming and a great conversationalist

no matter how awkward or shy the other party may be, yunho has this way to draw them out of their shell

(just ask mingi)

excels physical and hands-on activities (i.e. hunting, horseback riding, swordsmanship, etc,,,)

average in terms of book smarts

so while wasn’t about to lead the next technological revolution, he wasn’t “stupid” either

rather, i’d argue that yunho’s brilliant in non-traditional ways

his quick wit and ability to think on his feet is part of his charm

but his greatest strengths are his observational skills and emotional intelligence

able to discern people’s emotional state easily and quickly

he’s someone who’s kind, bright, and genuinely cares about other people’s problems (sometimes a little too much)

a natural leader - people tend to flock towards him

between him and mingi (who despite not acting like it, is extremely book smart), they’ve got all bases covered

(+ yunho’s willingness in using unconventional methods to gather information)

that’s actually how he met you

or rather, “found” seems more appropriate

see, he has an excellent rapport with the street children

being six foot one and offering shoulder rides does wonders

and because he wants to stay updated on what problems the people around him are dealing with, he gets the children to “report” to him if they find or hear anything unusual

(the children are more than eager to play spy, especially when there’s candy involved)

one day while taking a stroll, one of his kids ran up to him totally out of breath

he wheezed something about a “mysterious lady” before grabbing yunho’s hand and dragging leading him to an alley quite far away

to say he was surprised was an understatement

most of the time, his kids brought amusing but mostly useless information to him

(even if he is more than content listening about the cute squirrel they fed earlier that day)

usually they didn’t lead him to an unconscious woman lying in the middle of an empty alley

(yes, that’s you)

hurrying to your side, he drops down and checks to see if you’re alive

other than being unconscious and getting some dirt in your hair and on your clothes, you seemed to be okay

gingerly scooping you into his arms, he tells the little boy to fetch the doctor and bring him to the jeong manor

fast forward a couple hours and you’re roused from your unconscious state by the sharp smell of ammonia mixed with lavender

blearily, you rub your eyes and blink once, twice, before your vision finally clears

then panic

you don’t recognize where you are or the two faces that hover by your bedside

sensing your anxiety, yunho smiles warmly speaks in a soothing tone

“hey, hey, it’s okay, you’re in a safe place. my name’s yunho and this is dr. adley. i found you unconscious in an alley.”

and though you’re very confused and still mildly unnerved, you can tell this yunho guy is genuine

“,,,okay.”

so you settle into the (extremely comfortable) four poster bed and let the doctor examine you

except now it’s time for panic pt.2, but ten times worse because why the hell can’t you remember anything?!

you can’t even remember your own g*d damned name !!

to make things worse, there doesn’t seem to be a reason why you can’t remember anything

no bumps or injuries anywhere on your body

and chances of a robbery gone wrong, a kidnapping, or a failed assassination attempt were very unlikely since you were dressed in commoner’s clothes

disquieted by your alarm and the doctor’s confusion, yunho slips out of the room and returns after several minutes

the doctor, offering apologies to both you and yunho, says he has no idea what’s wrong or what could’ve happened to you

all he can suggest is to rest and hope that your memories eventually come back to you

your burry your face into your hands, a whirlwind of frustration, confusion, and fear brewing in you

apparently nobody, including yourself: 

knows who you are, 

where you came from, 

why you were unconscious, 

and why you lost your memories

to top it off, you have no money

.

…

just when you were about to idk,,,scream and/or punch something-

you feel two large hands engulfing yours, lowering them from your face

taking a seat on the edge of bed, yunho offers a faint smile as he idly traces lines from your wrists to your fingertips

a surprisingly soothing gesture

“,,,i know you’re overwhelmed right now, but please don’t feel as if you have to do this on your own. i talked to my mum and dad; you can stay here until either someone finds you or your memories return. in the meantime, we’ll help you out as much as we can, yeah?”

and though you’re in no position to argue, your first instinct is to decline because though you’re amnesiatic, you still have common sense

what kind of family, wealthy or not (actually, especially wealthy), lets a complete stranger stay in their house?

do these people have no sense of danger?

but yunho is as stubborn as he is kind, and this was how you ended up staying with the jeong’s

(you insist on working to earn your stay, much to yunho’s dismay. in his head, unless it helped in recovering their memories or, unfortunately, was necessary for survival, who would make an amnesiac work?)

the first couple of days were awkward

duke and duchess jeong had briefed everyone in the manor about your situation, but when making casual conversation, lapses in memory and uncomfortable silences were inevitable

“oh, i adore this purple! hey, what’s your favourite colour?”

“,,,i uh,,, don’t know.”

“,,,i’m so sorry-”

but awkward has never a problem for yunho, and you quickly grew fond of the gentle giant

“since we don’t know your name, can i call you little sun? since i found you on a sunny day and you’re little-”

“yunho, not everyone can be six feet tall”

“six one, actually”

“,,,”

true to his word, he does his best to help you recover your memories

roped mingi into helping

when you finished your tasks for the day, he’d bring you to all sorts of places, trying all sorts of things

on a hunting trip with yungi, you discovered that: a) you’re proficient in horseback riding, b) you have astounding aim, and c) you’re surprisingly agile

yunho, who’s always been penchant towards athleticism, was delighted to have someone to compete with

mingi just grumbled. sure he was clumsy, but how did someone with no memory beat him?

while helping the gardener, you found out that you have a rather extensive knowledge of flora

yunho jokingly (kinda) suggested that maybe you were a huntress

mingi bombarded you with questions and quizzes about plants

find out what kind of plant you are by decorating your dream room

hoping that you’d run into someone or somewhere familiar, yunho would take on walks all over the city

during your walks, you learned that you preferred nighttime (while he preferred the day), that you found solace in being alone (while he preferred company), that you liked sweet things (while he preferred chips)

a month,

two,

six months passed liked this

you made progress, but you couldn’t stop the bitterness from bubbling in your chest; negativity spreading through your veins like toxin

sure, you consider your favourite colour to be a precious memory in its own right

but who cares about what your favourite colour is when you can’t remember your own name?

you were vexed by the fact that, at this point, you know more about yunho than yourself

even if learning about him made your heart flutter

just a little

and the nightmares

the nightmares

they drove you crazy

you never remembered what you’d dream of, but every night, without fail, you’d wake with tear stained cheeks and sweat soaked clothes

tonight was particularly bad

normally, when you woke, you’d force yourself to take several deep, calming breaths until your breathing evened, grab a glass of water, then crawl back to bed

today, you couldn’t breathe

no matter what or how hard you tried, your heart wouldn’t stop pummeling against your ribcage;

your blood wouldn’t stop rushing between your ears, creating a cacophony no one else could hear;

wave after wave of nausea would slam into your gut

your vision’s blurring

oh god

you’re gonna pass out

you’re gonna pass out and forget the memories you worked so hard to remember and all the memories you made and you’re gonna forget yunho and mingi and-

suddenly, much like the first day, two large hands engulf your own, idly tracing lines from your wrist to your fingertips

“little sun, it’s me, yunho. your yunho. focus on my hands and voice, yeah? i’m right here.”

he continues to murmur sweet nothings until finally, finally, your heart settles back in your chest, your breathing levels, and your vision clears enough to see yunho

your yunho

and in this state, one look at his kind eyes is enough for the tears you’ve been holding in all this time to spill over

because though you cry in your sleep, you never let yourself cry when you’re awake

too focused on chores, too focused on remembering, too focused on trying to get some semblance of control over this uncontrollable situation

without a word, he pulls you into his chest and runs his fingers through your sweaty hair, offering the sound of his heartbeat to anchor you back to this four poster bed when you were ready

but g*d, does it break his heart to see you cry

he expected to hear you wail, to take the brunt of your fists as you pound his chest

but he hears nothing

instead, he feels your tears soak his shirt, feels how you tremble in his arms

and that is so much worse.

it takes long minute for you to stop crying, and another for you to feel composed enough to detach yourself from yunho’s (now soggy) chest

you’re sure you look awful

puffy eyes, blotchy cheeks, and a runny nose

(and you feel embarrassed that yunho witnessed your breakdown)

but he thumbs away the remaining tears from your cheeks and murmurs that he’ll be right back, returning with tissues and a glass of water 

and a new shirt

he hands you the glass of water, tosses your used tissues in the garbage, and climbs underneath your (technically his) covers, patting the space beside him

when you too find refuge in the warm blankets, he pulls you back into his chest

his arm acts as your pillow as he kisses the crown of your head, murmuring into your hair

“wanna talk about it?”

it takes you several moments, but you eventually tell him about the negativity seeping into every inch of skin

the nightmares you never recall keeping you up at night

the irrational feeling of stupidity because you can’t remember who you are

yunho silently, attentively listens to you as you spill your heart

and if he hadn’t pulled you so close, you might’ve seen the weariness in his usually carefree features

the conflict and hollowness brewing in his normally inviting eyes

but by the time you finished talking and pulled back, the expression was gone and the familiar smile you adored so much was back in place

“tomorrow, let’s go to the place where i found you.”

a faint smile bloomed on your lips because though this wasn’t the first time you visited, it was a reminder that you weren’t alone

that no matter how the chances dwindled, yunho would remind you that it was never zero

it was hope that got you through the night

the two of you have never done anything that could be considered anything but platonic

much to mingi’s irritation

but just for tonight, yunho decides to be a little greedy

he kisses your forehead, your cheeks, your nose, your eyelids, you wrists, your palms, your knuckles, your fingers

anywhere he can reach,

except for your lips

you’re emotionally exhausted and vulnerable; he’d feel like a dick if he forced a decision - especially an emotionally fraught one - onto you right now

he threads your fingers together, murmuring soft promises: you’ll remember who you were, you’ll be okay, you’ll find your way again

and you finally let the exhaustion, the steady rhythm of his heart, the rise and fall of his chest, and the warmth and comfort that is yunho lull you to sleep

the next morning is a cold one

gusts of wind bite into your skin as you curl in on yourself, trying to preserve any remaining shred of body heat

noticing this, yunho tucks you under his arm with a sheepish smile and flushed cheeks that were definitely red because of the cold and not because he was flustered

cute

a peaceful silence falls between you two as he leads you to the alley

and since it was early, the only sounds that accompanied you was the quiet patter of your footsteps and the chirps of birds reluctant to travel south

feeling like it simultaneously took too long and not long enough, the two of you arrive

an odd smile settles on yunho’s lips

,,,was that bitterness?

“,,,here we are.”

interrupting your train of thought, he takes your hand and leads you to where he found you

g*d

you could feel it

somewhere in the back of your mind, something almost tangible was shoving its way forward

you’re so close, just a little more and-

suddenly, a chill that had nothing to do with the weather ran down your spine

before you could understand what you were feeling, yunho shoved you behind him and parried the dagger aimed for his chest

a gruff looking man only a little shorter than he stood before him

his clothes tattered and dirty, skin littered with scars, hair and beard scraggly and matted, he looked like one of the many men that inhabited the slums

but those men were sagging skin and bones, never knowing where or if they would get a next meal

this man was muscular

and judging by the familiarity of his actions, this clearly wasn’t his first assassination 

the two men, unable to disengage, snarl as they continue to press into each other

much to your surprise, when you were about to jump into the fray, the assassin screams at you

“YOU ‘UCKING WHORE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! KILL HIM!”

big mistake

because not only is yunho clever and athletic, he’s one lucky bastard

in the brief second the assassin’s attention was diverted, yunho ducks

his weight and moment carries him forward, and he stumbles,,,right onto yunho’s blade.

yanking both his blood soaked short sword and body away from the assassin, the man crumples to the ground

but until life is drained from his eyes, he bores holes into your head, message clear: kill him

a deafening silence weighs down upon you when the man stops breathing

even the wind stills

yunho stands there, a far away look in his eyes as he grips the short sword

blood is splattered all over his hands, across his cheek

it trickles from the hilt, down the blade, and eventually drips onto the ground beneath him

snow begins to drift from the gray skies, landing on his hair, his cheeks, his eyelashes, his coat

as if trying to comfort him

as if trying to wash the blood away

and you?

you couldn’t move.

not when the floodgates had opened and a torrent of memories threatened to pull you under

you knew who you were

you were yn, born to a peasant mother who died at birth and a father that abandoned you soon after

a ghost of a person, and unknown assassin raised by an unnamed noble who resented the jeong’s for their wealth, their nobility, and their favour with the royal family despite their peculiar attitude

nothing but a tool 

a tool told that if successful, he’d grant you wealth and freedom

but that if you failed, he’d kill you himself

…

the assassin wasn’t after yunho, he was after you

a warning to finish the job, or else

…

you couldn’t stop your hands from shaking

and yunho, 

your gentle giant, yunho

envelops your hands in his, idly tracing lines from your wrist to your fingertips

there’s no comfort this time.

not when he drew lines of blood across the back of your hand, not when you searched and couldn’t read anything expect for this sad smile on his ordinarily open features

“,,,do you remember?”

“,,,”

“,,,”

“,,,”

“,,,”

“,,,you knew.”

he did.

his suspicions appeared early on, spurred by your unusually good marksmanship, agility, and uncanny knowledge of plants

specifically poisonous ones

he turned to this “unconventional” ways of gathering information

starting off with his kids,

then some trusted tclose contacts

but when nothing - and he meant a questionable amount of nothing - turned up, he left the legal sphere and delved in the underground; the black markets

yunho has people who owe him favours - people who’s debts he’s paid off, who’s fights he’s fought on their behalf 

it took a few months, but eventually he got the information he wanted

marquess yoo who openly showed his distaste for the jeong family “released his pet into the wild”

but the jeong’s were not stupid, and they were loved

when yunho’s father confided to some close acquaintances about the predicament they were facing, they took matters into their own hands

they never meant to hurt you

only to capture you and talk you out of killing, bribing you with money, protection - threats, if necessary - if you testified against marquess yoo

but somewhere along the way, things got messy 

it ended with an unconscious girl lying in the middle of an abandoned alley; three grown men running away because oh dear lord, she’s dead; and a child leading yunho straight to you

letting go of your hands, yunho goes to kneel beside the man he just killed

closing his eyes, he mutters a prayer for the (not so) poor soul who unknowingly got himself tangled in this mess, and grabs the dagger 

it feels like someone doused you in ice as yunho walks back to you

horror morphs on your face as he gently - why was he always so gentle? - wraps your fingers around the hilt and places the blade against his neck

the smile that you love so much but currently hate rests on his lips as he cups the side of your face with his free hand

his thumb idly brushes against your cheek, eyes twinkling with adoration as he drinks in every last detail of your face as if,,,

as if,,,

he’s ready to die

“no one knows we left this morning and no one knows we’re here; not even mingi. if you kill me, you’ll have enough time to collect some of your reward and run away.”

by now your hands were shaking so much that if yunho didn’t have his hand wrapped around yours, you would’ve dropped the blade

but as the snow floats down and lands in your hair, in his eye lashes, in the fog of your shared breaths, in the space between you,

here to witness a great tragedy

you both knew,

that one of you has to die.

[wizardouxie]

PANTONE 2046 C

Genre: Fluff, #ZoeAppreciationWeek

Pairing: Zouxie

Summary: The Pink Hair Origin Story (alternatively also the Blue Hair Origin Story)

Word Count: 2788

Author's Note: First day of Zoe Appreciation Week! Wanted to participate so have this not so little one shot to showcase our lovely pink haired witch <3

"Wow, the dye came out really nicely," Zoe murmurs as Douxie exits the bathroom, his hair freshly blown dry -- from its tips to the full bangs dipped in a deep yet striking blue. He smiles widely at the quiet compliment and waves over to Archie.

"How does it look Arch?" they ask, though the answer is pretty clear, if Archie's fond gaze is anything to go by. The familiar flies in to nuzzle his face.

"Dashing as ever, Douxie."

Zoe leans back into the couch with content, taking in the beautiful sight that is her best friend. She did really good. The faint buzz of adrenaline lingers on the pads of her fingers. Right, she forgot. That was her first time.

"Are. You. Crazy? I've never even dyed hair before!" the natural brown haired girl hissed. She begrudgingly wiped the bubblegum that had exploded over her lips -- a result from the initial shock when Douxie first made his request. Granted, she felt honored that they would come to her before anyone else, but still! She can't risk ruining his hair, she doesn't have experience, plus the hair salon could totally do it better and-

"I'd rather it be you than anyone else," the wizard confirmed firmly. Zoe turned to the familiar. Surely the cat who lived with this stubborn kid could knock some sense into them. Archie could only provide a shrug in response.

"They're pretty sure about this."

She groaned.

"Fine, fine! But give me a few days unless you want me to pick out the wrong dye and end up with neon green."

[ 1 Week Later ]

Zoe couldn't keep track of just how many hair channels and blogs she'd gone through. She mimicked their hand movements, using cheap wigs and mannequin heads to simulate the experience. Through it all, one voice echoed the same message: "You can't mess this up."

She bought all the necessary tools. Gloves, hair clips, bleach, foil, just to name a few. Oh, and of course the dye -- though you'll be surprised how one can forget the simplest things while getting caught up in trying to memorize everything. Blue, Douxie had asked for. But what kind of blue? Sky blue? Cobalt? Midnight? Which one? She pinched the bridge of her nose before angrily texting the wizard. It went a little something like this:

DOUX: go with whatever you think will look good! i'm fine with anything tbh :]

ZOE: i Hate you so much

DOUX: ??? WHY

ZOE: IDK SHIT ABOUT HAIR DYE HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHAT LOOKS GOOD

DOUX: let's talk about this in person before you electrocute your phone again

ZOE: you won't let me live that down will you

DOUX: you know me so well ;)

She shoved the phone back in her pocket. There's no way she was actually doing this for him.

She was.

"Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?" she asked for what would be around the 73rd time. Douxie pulled his face down with both hands.

"Ugh, the answer is still yes, love. I'm not asking you to dye the whole thing, just the front part, bangs and sides."

She rolls her eyes at the nickname and smacks the clean brush against his head. She smiles at the little 'ow' that Douxie lets out with a pout. Hm, cute.

"Alright, but don't start moping around if it doesn't come out the way you wanted it!"

"Nothing that a little magic can't fix if it gets to that point. Which I hardly believe it will."

And now here they are.

Douxie crashes on the couch with Zoe, slinging an arm over her shoulders. She raises an eyebrow at the sudden physical touch, but it's never unwelcome. Not when it comes to him.

"You know of all human creations, I gotta say, this one really takes the cake," they start and Zoe snorts.

"You say that about nearly everything."

"Can you blame me?"

She looks at them and no, she really can't. In fact, she finds herself agreeing with him. He looks... really nice. A faint blush spreads over her face; not that it is noticeable by any means -- the two of them happen to have done this dying process starting from the evening to night, so the dim lights in her home do little to highlight her features. This is still her Douxie, lovable guitarist and wizard nerd who cares about everyone. Yet there was something about the hair dye that changed things up a bit. Something good, naturally.

The two of them fall into a comfortable silence, doing whatever is usually available. Sometimes it's texting, scrolling through social media, or listening to music. Other times it's zoning off and reminiscing about the past.

Zoe decides to go for her phone, unconscious of the way her hand finds its way into Douxie's hair, carding through the locks and untangling them with nimble fingers. It's peaceful. Maybe even a little too peaceful, considering the two of them are adrenaline junkies.

"Douxie, I can hear you thinking..." she begins. It's a common way to start the conversation between them, and oftentimes she's right.

He turns around, her hand still in his hair, but enough to meet her eyes. Their own eyes look serious and her heart sinks. Were they not happy with their hair?

The answer is quite the opposite.

"You ever considered dying your hair too? Maybe we can match."

The untangling stops.

And then the tugging starts.

"Ow ow ow-"

"Hisirdoux Casperan you are a menace to society."

She does though. She considers it for weeks. Of course, Douxie doesn't push; it's her hair at the end of the day, she can do whatever she likes. But after seeing how well she did with the wizard, she kinda felt excited. She definitely can't forget the exhilaration she felt when she saw people compliment Douxie at Benoit's or at the GDT book store. Her heart started beating faster when he looked back at her with a proud smile on his face-- damn that wizard, they told the others that she did it for them, didn't they?

After a few days, a young girl in a cap comes up to her at the record store. Probably from Arcadia High, if her backpack stacked with books is any indication.

"Hi! I'm Claire. Claire Nuñez," the girl starts. Zoe raises an eyebrow in interest.

"Hey Claire. What can I get you?" she asks, raising a flask to her lips. There's no water. Damn.

"Um, it's not really a standard request, but um, I was wondering if you could dye my hair?"

Zoe chokes on her water. Dye her what?

"Kid, are you new here? This is a records store. I can give you the direction to the hair salon it's really not that far."

"No, no, no! It's just, this guy got their hair dyed and I asked if he did it himself and they said you did it for them so I came to you. It's nothing too big! Just a strand really," Claire rambles. She gestures to the invisible front of her hair, currently tucked away behind the cap, outlining it with her fingers. The hedge witch groans.

"That would be Douxie. Now, here's the thing I don't do this for just anyone. Douxie happens to be a close friend so what I did was a little gift for him. I don't even know you, so what do I get out of this?"

Claire pales.

"Uh, $20? I know a full head of hair costs way more but like I said, just a strand..."

Zoe's stomach rumbles in response. She had $5 currently in her wallet which could buy a snack at most. She pinches the bridge of her nose.

"Ugh, you're lucky I'm hungry. Catch me after my shift is done okay? And I only got one color on me, which is blue, you good with that? Otherwise bring your own."

"Yes of course, of course! Thank you so much."

"Yeah, yeah, now scram if you're not here to buy anything."

"Oh actually, I was wondering if you had anything Papa Skull released recently!"

Curse this girl and her good taste in music.

[ 45 minutes later; 2:00 PM ]

"Thank you for doing this by the way," Claire starts. Zoe waves it off. She doesn't really know why she agreed to this. Well kind of. She wanted to eat. But besides that, she also was curious to see if she could satisfy another "customer". Hair dying was never a profession she had properly considered and right now? It doesn't hurt to entertain a thought.

"Alright so I have the bleach, you'll need to let that set in and keep that before dying the strand you want. We can even add toner to neutralize the color post bleaching if necessary," she lists off. Claire shakes her head.

"That won't be necessary!"

The girl pulls off her cap and surely enough, there's a light blonde lock, similar to Douxie's, just a little lighter. Zoe's impressed.

"Well that definitely makes my job easier. Especially since this is my second time."

"Wait, second time?"

"You didn't know?"

"No?"

"Of course Douxie leaves that part out. You want out? I'll pay you back the $20 in four days."

"No, I trust you."

Zoe always believed that she had tough and cold demeanor. Clearly she's doing something wrong if people are finding her trustworthy just by looking at one dye job.

"Alright then, here we go! Don't say I didn't warn you," the witch replies. She wraps the cloth around Claire softly, and pulls up the bowl with the dye in it. With a gloved hand she separates the pale strands from the brown ones. The blue will definitely be more prominent here than it would be with Douxie's. Something tells her that Claire wouldn't mind.

From the looks of Claire's surprise, wonder, and delight, she definitely didn't mind.

"It. Looks. So cool! You're really good at this. Maybe you should start a hair dying salon or something," the girl rattles off. Zoe raises a hand.

"I'm already working two part time jobs so... no. But I'm glad you liked it. The blue looks really good. Stands out well."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you," Claire repeats, putting back her cap on. A feeling of confusion overcomes Zoe.

"Wait, why are you putting your cap back on? Don't you want to show people?"

"Duh, but um, my mom doesn't know about, uh, all this. You know, councilwoman things."

Zoe's mouth drops, the $20 bill crumpled in her hand. So that's why she didn't go to the hair salon. Nuñez is the councilwoman, so she'd know pretty much everyone in the town. And word spreads pretty fast. In summary: Claire would have gotten caught.

"See ya!"

These kids are going to land her in some serious trouble one day.

With a burger and soda in her tray, Zoe takes a seat and pulls out her phone. That Claire girl though, she's sort of inspiring. Adventurous. Not hesitant in taking chances. And you know Zoe, she absolutely loves the thrills of life. Whether it be hunting magical creatures or refining her usually unpredictable magic. The humans tend to have mellow definition of risk taking, in her opinion, but their examples are fun enough in their own way: crossing the speed limit, riding rollercoasters, anything along those lines. The brunette clicks on a familiar contact and begins typing.

ZOE: which color looks good on me

ZOE: don't ask it's for a stupid job thing

DOUX: which job?

ZOE: WHAT PART OF DON'T ASK

ZOE: hex tech, something for employee uniforms

DOUX: i was going to say pink since it brings out your eyes but if it's for uniforms i dunno, light blue?

ZOE: hm interesting

DOUX: you should just work here at the book store it's chill

ZOE: but then i'd have to deal with you

DOUX: now is that really a bad thing?

DOUX: zoe.

Light blue is definitely a no go, Zoe decides. Too much blue dye going around. But pink, hm she could work with that. It's a pretty bold color and it would compliment her eyes as well as her face in general. A win-win for her.

And as for how far she's willing to go? She decides to go all in. No tips, no ombre, just complete bubblegum hair. Of course this takes a few days to gather the guts.

'You can do it Zoe, just go for the bleach,' she thinks to herself. Her hands shake with nervousness and excitement. Frankly, hunting niffins didn't compare to the rush she's feeling right now. She closes her eyes and brings the brush to her hair.

Well, here goes nothing.

She winces as she feels the tingling sensation, but loads of videos have assured that such symptoms were normal. She continues to work at it, using the foil to make sure she doesn't bleach a part of her hair to death. It's long and strenuous, but she knows the results in the few coming weeks would be worth it.

She doesn't have to worry about Douxie finding out thankfully. Turns out these weeks are essential for Merlin's "To-Do" List. Apparently it was to find Camelot?

"The castle he means. Not the actual kingdom. That's been gone for centuries. Anyways, I'll be back once I actually find it. Dunno how I'll do it and it probably will take me and Arch a month or so, haha. Oh! And if my hirers ask you anything, it's a family emergency."

Hm, whatever. A brief thought of Merlin dying his hair neon green amuses her, before she goes back to watching more hair dye videos. They've become a little addicting nowadays. She's amazed at how often people do it. How do they keep their hair so healthy?

It's been four weeks now and Zoe's eyes stare at the pink concoction in her hand. PANTONE 2046 C. This was the shade that stole her heart in the middle of the hair dye aisle. No other color could compare in the slightest. Even the cashier who packaged her order hummed in approval.

"Nice color! Not many go for it, but it'll suit you for sure."

This time her movements are calculated, not clumsy or fear driven like it used to be. One could even say she's getting the hang of this. Her hair over time changes from platinum blonde to a dark matted pink. She lets it sit for a bit, meanwhile focusing on getting the dye out of her hands. This turns out to be harder than she thought and she sighs. Well, maybe another day.

After washing and blow drying her hair, she stands in front of the mirror. The witch staring back at her is almost unrecognizable. As if she were a new person completely. And she liked it.

The blank stare shifts into a grin and she tugs at her own locks. Goddamn. She looks really good.

And well, Douxie's reaction is priceless to say the least.

DOUX: you said to meet up at the museum where are you

DOUX: i swear if you slept in i'll send archie to knock down everything in your apartment

DOUX: ok no i won't but still it's been a month since we last saw each other come on

DOUX: wait a second

DOUX: you're joking

DOUX: IS THAT??? YOU????

DOUX: IN THE PINK

DOUX: oh fuzzbuckets you look stunning

DOUX: Hello this is Archie. You broke Douxie so could you please finish your conversation with whoever it is you're with and come pick him up? Your hair is absolutely lovely by the way.

ZOE: omfg

ZOE: can't take you guys anywhere

The witch smiles at the girls and nods over to a gaping Douxie and his cat before gracefully exiting the conversation. She approaches her friend and pushes his jaw up with her index finger.

"So I'm assuming you're digging the new look hm?" she teases.

"You have no idea," Douxie responds. A pink tint lighter than the shade of her hair blooms across Zoe's face at the expression of adoration in her best friend's eyes. The two of them have been through a lot together, seeing each other grow and change. And this time, it was a really fun and welcome one.

"I might try this again with a different color some time. You wanna join then?"

"Don't have to ask me twice."

It's crazy how all of this came from a chaotic, impulsive research project to help a friend. But honestly Zoe wouldn't have it any other way.

Maybe Douxie was right. Of all human creations, this one beats pretty much everything else.

[albatris]

ok so this is Very Many bc im interested but. pls pick nd choose what u want gdkshsksjdsk

7, 9, 15, 28, 35, 36, 38, 40

(....at first I only typed Many but. yeah I'm adding the Very too jtdsjskjgd)

thank you for the questions!! :D :D

7. What is your deepest joy about writing?

oh, I just ADORE the puzzle-solving aspect! I love puzzling things together and feeling like a genius when things click into place so perfectly and deliciously >:D like yes, sometimes I mess up or make silly mistakes, but eventually things will always slot together and Make Sense and I love problem solving in writing.....!!! I love tying threads together and making parallels and creating the perfect foreshadowing and designing funky little mysteries. I am both creating the puzzle and solving it as I go hehe

9. Do you believe in ghosts? This isn’t about writing I just wanna know

yes! I believe in ghosts, though the specifics of my beliefs surrounding ghosts are!! difficult for me to explain hahahaha

15. Do you write in the margins of your books? Dog-ear your pages? Read in the bath? Why or why not? Do you judge people who do these things? Can we still be friends?

I don't do a lot of reading physical books these days, and when I do I don't tend to write in them anymore, but yes, I used to often write in margins, making little notes and commentaries :3 I do dog-ear pages! it's no worries to me if it's my own book, I see no harm, but I wouldn't do it to someone else's book. I couldn't ever read in the bath, I'm way too clumsy, that book is GOING to fall in hahaha. and no, no judgment from me, books are meant to be experienced and enjoyed, so however you do this is fine by me! as long as it's your own book, no harm done!

28. Who is the most delightful character you’ve ever written? Why?

Tris Greer!!!! I love him!! he's such a sweet kid, n I'm not at all biased by the fact that I designed him as exactly the sort of protagonist I would have loved to read about when I was in my teenage years and coming to grips with psychosis and my mental health :P in general, I just have a big soft spot for him, he's anxious and kind and gentle, he goes out of his way to buy scraps of deli meat on his way to school so he can give them to the stray cat he likes to chat to and is trying to befriend, he adores his friends and his siblings, he doesn't show affection or emotion in the "correct" ways and people find him a bit odd, but he's a good kid with a good heart :3

plus, there's something so endearing about just........ idk, Tris adores his brother so much, n Jacob gets yeeted into this fucked-up little air bubble dimension between two realities in a freak accident of space and time, n everyone is just kind of........... not..... doing anything useful about that. so u just have Tris, terrified of everything, will have a panic attack if his bus ever goes a slightly different route than normal, has enough trouble leaving his front door let alone his entire dimension..... just kind of. staring this chaotic uncaring cosmic machinery of the universe right in the face and declaring "hey no that's my brother give him back" then going to hell and back to make it happen even though everyone thinks it's impossible

n he doesn't consider himself strong or smart or brave but he is ;-;

35. What’s your favorite writing rule to smash into smithereens?

ok this is gonna get reaaaaally petty, forgive me, forgive me

I haaaaaate when people insist you have to learn the rules before you break them (is "learn the rules before you break the rules" a rule?). anyway, that is ONE WAY TO LEARN. that is ONE WAY TO IMPROVE YOUR WRITING. that is ONE APPROACH. but it's EQUALLY valid to learn simply by doing and throwing yourself in and doing whatever you want and getting messy and experimenting however you want, learning the rules be damned. break 'em. break 'em right off the bat. do it

some people learn best by trying stuff for themselves and seeing what works and what doesn't and by messing about and just!!! writing!!!

if I'd tried to "learn the rules before I broke them" I'd never have written ANYTHING interesting because I would have been so caught up in trying to make sure that if I was doing anything weird or offbeat or that I hadn't seen before, I was breaking the rules "correctly", and not writing badly or being cringey or whatever else. I learned entirely by doing what I wanted and just getting messy and experimenting and LEARNING from what worked and what didn't over time from practice and patience and messy fun, not from learning the rules to make sure I was "breaking them correctly"

"break the rules correctly" ugh

and like, sure, I wrote some stuff that objectively sucked and was dreadful, but guess what. guess what. so does every beginner writer. whether they learned the rules before they broke them or not

n you know what. I got just as good as anyone who insisted I was going about things the wrong way

so, sure, "learn the rules before you break them" is one way to approach things, but "just get in there and fuck stuff up" is an equally valid approach

..........and I especially hate the times I've made posts encouraging experimentation and fun and mess and the freedom of screwing around with the rules however you like if that's what you want to do and people insist on adding "learn the rules before you break them" to my post lmao

36. They say to Write What You Know. Setting aside for a moment the fact that this is terrible advice…what do you Know?

............I have immediately forgotten every single thing I have ever known. I think...... well, I haven't addressed them much in writing in the way I'd like to yet, but I have some unique takes on loneliness I'd love to explore....... what do I know, what do I know....... I know working for a shitty courier company, I know lots of good vegetarian restaurants, I know South Australian road rules, I know cats, I know type 1 diabetes and schizotypal PD, I know I love my best friend and my partner and would like to give them both a little kiss on the forehead, I know the right amount of spices to put in the noodle soup dish my parents like :3

38. What is something about your writing process YOU think is Really Weird? If you are comfortable, please share. If you’re not comfortable, what do you think cats say about us?

ahahaha, I don't think my writing process is that weird, but I don't think a lot of things I do are that weird, then sometimes I mention things and people are like "????? huh?????" so........... hm

idk, I treat writing scenes the exact same way I treat drafting a drawing on clip studio paint. not in a vague metaphorical sense, in a very literal one. except one is Words and one is Pictures. same thing but different. I also frequently chatter aimlessly to myself for the same reason. I shan't be elaborating. I literally have no idea how to explain

it's about the layers, I think

I write in layers and I don't mean first draft, second draft, third draft style layers. what I do mean, however, is..... confusing to explain

40. Please share a poem with me, I need it.

ooh, here, when I was very small I received a book called "Cat Haiku" as a gift, so here are two cat haiku for you :3

You rush, and I weave Between your legs. You curse; why? This is my Cat Dance.

and

I feel no need to Accomplish things. I exist; That's triumph enough.