#im trying to write but bleh. bleh i say

[the-kipsabian]

considering how good i was yesterday man i am producing garbage today

[iwakuraz]

doodle diary 2

[lemoneychicken]

something i think abt sometimes is how i do wanna talk about heavier headcanons for stuff and actually delve into a characters mental illness and how it effects them or treatment recieved bc of it, but im not keen on making anyone uncomfortable so i keep it to myself

[faultedloyalty]

The speed in which he has to turn his amusement into faux-apology cannot be understated; though the way in which the young man’s reactions serve only to further bring him closer to something like elation cannot be, either! Perhaps it’s merely his age, but from their severity to their depths, he finds that his baser urges to toy with those lesser than himself are growing. They are, of course, overwhelmingly easy to keep at bay—he has practiced, he has lived, too long to be any other way—but the fact that he has to acknowledge them at all on his own is exceedingly rare.

Not that he is one to ignore his own whims, either, however.

“So many apologies you need not make; truly, just what kind of butler am I?” Another melodramatic sigh, another shake of his head, follows in the wake of his own bastard-conceived plot and results. “Though I must apologize once more, myself, for inadvertently insulting your acquaintances.” For if they are neither friends nor anyone he considers worthy of such a word... I meant no harm, of course, but I fear I spoke too impulsively. Such is a failing of my own, unfortunately—I must admit that I do take heart in knowing you bear confidence-enough to correct me, however.”

For that, too, was amusing in and of itself—despite the irresolute clamber in which young Daisuke speaks his words, the fact that he speaks them at all is enough to make him want to chuckle. Companionship was of no use to himself, but the lengths in which those who find it so go to have others speak no ill-will of them, even when it was unsure, served to interestingly confuse him always.

“It is quite clear that they are of great import to you,” he continues on easily, however, belying his thoughts, “in spite of how little you know of them personally. Does not speaking of them in such a way also speak in turn, however, not just to their skills but to what skills they have imparted to you, as well?”

Even if mere beginner-work from another teenager, knowledge would forever be knowledge; “To gain any sort of understanding over the simplest of details is enough to learn the complex natures of this world, after all. One might argue that this is needed to do so, as what one might think of as a basis—though I dare not do so in my position, of course.”

(His position for the moment, at least, but there was little need to fret over frivolous details such as those, right then. He merely needs them known, still.)

“Special qualities or lack thereof aside, as well—and so long as I am permitted to say so—at the very least I find that your art is of quite the noticeable talent already.”

And there he goes to demonstrate—flipping through pages quickly, though keeping a thumb on the one he had scribbled on himself, with that self-satisfied smile! He doesn’t go far, and he isn’t even looking at it, but even this serves more to try for a reaction than anything else!

“It is clear that you don’t lack an eye for details,” he speaks as the pages turn, as casually as if he were discussing the weather, “and neither is there lack of intent behind your work! Really, this is more than enough to warrant an impart of your knowledge to myself, as the less-experienced artist, but I suppose...”

Just as quickly as he’d begun flipping through pages does he close them back up, keeping only the one he’d utilized himself open for the book’s owner to see. In the same breath, he holds it back out for the young man; silent encouragement that he is to, finally, take his own look at what Sebastian had done.

“Relieving as it is to hear that my work shan’t be considered by one who is, at heart, really mean’, I do urge you to give your most honest opinion. Shall my skills be lacking, I will endeavour to improve as quickly as I am able to do.”

Though he can already guess a few ways this is about to go—but he’s curious to see which of them will occur, so there’s no need to continue stalling.

' i-infamy ?! '

the word seems to instantly jolt him . close to hives , his skin prickling , every thin hair on his arm swift to stand up straight on end . a word like infamy ... was really bad , wasn't it ?! ( like horrible , like heinuous , like --- dark . )

' n-no ! it's not like that or anything ! like hiwatari-kun and sagami-sensei , i mean --- er , u-um ... ' would someone like sebastian have been able to recognize any of these names ? arrive , vanish , do everything in a blink and leave nary so much as a single trace behind --- his family had instructed him over and over to be capable of severing any sort of loose strings in the midst of plotted , robbing act .

( why dare to admire his enemies , anyways ? )

was it too simple , too laughable , that just because he wanted to think they were friends ... no , that because he just wanted to somehow be friends them , that he should have therefore made every effort to be kind , and speak up in their defense ? even knowing that they might never have done the same for him , or for his far more rotten , wretched parts .

' t-they're not that bad , i mean ... i don't think infamous is a good word for them ... ' though , maybe and maybe not . before the hikari alone , what other artists played god , to the extent that their creations came to life out of nothing but the meager likes of stone , paint and wax ? man's first golems and homonculi , created in the perverse shape of themselves : both infinitely beautiful and hideous .

their broach of every natural law and order could have lent itself to their infamy , if only what vicious storms of emotion surrounding their works didn't coil about them like the still , untouchable calm of an eye of a storm . and there , braving the cuts and razor , racing edge of the roughest winds , was the black half of the kokuyoku ... what black wings even now remained bound to his body .

' ... i'm sorry . ' trailing away , clutching to himself at his hands , daisuke's will shrinks and relents , wilting meekly beneath the other's blase accusations . certainly , he feels every invisible pressure like a block of lead , hitching his shoulders high in a hopeless defense against what felt like , polite and composed as it was , an adult's chide .

' i don't ... actually know if i'm really friends with any of them . i only sort of know them , so i didn't think anything was that interesting to talk about --- um , hiwatari-kun is the same age as me , and he's the one who comes from a really family . the hikari ? their artworks always end up in museums and stuff , they've been making masterpieces for over four hundred years . i've only really learned a few things about ... um , shadows and circles from him , though ... '

embarrassing basics that anyone , even a toddler should have been able to comprehend .

' sagami-sensei was a sculptor , and someone who won top prizes every year in azumano ... our standards for art are the highest in japan , so it was a big deal when he was going to start teaching part-time . but then he quit right after his practice internship and decided to go back to art --- ' cheeks flush and he laughs ; he doesn't dare to pry at sebastian's turn , deeply curious as he remained to the other's work . ' he was really cool . he always seemed to know what he was doing when he was making art , hiwatari-kun too , i think . i'm not really anything special , especially compared to them ... '

humility blends in warmly with a loitering sense of shame .

' really --- really-really , i don't think i could give you good advice or critiques even if i tried . not to mention , since i was the one who asked you to draw something for me in the first place , if i were to suddenly get all nit-picky or something over it when i probably couldn't do any better , i'd feel ... um , really mean . '

[goldfades]

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐓 (𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐓) 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 "𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄" ─ LH⁴³

౨ৎ ─ summary | requested ! -> i kind of have a specific request 🫣 im an ohio state fan so it also kinda pains me that i love luke hughes since i hate umich 😭 my request is reader being an osu student and long term devils fan, so when she goes to a devils game in columbus her friends dare her to make a sign for luke during warm ups that says something along the lines of “can i trade you a hat for a puck?” so when luke gives her a puck, she throws him an ohio state hat w her phone number on it. and he finds it really funny and actually ends up messaging her (and then you can end it how you want. fluff, smut, wtv) thank you <33

─ word count | 2.8k

─ warnings | so so so fluffy it might kill you, luke being a cutie pie, meet-cute situation, ohio state (bleh), slight angst, luke being self-conscious and overly self-critical, hurt to comfort, the devils vs rangers game (😭😭😭), nothin' else!

─ taglist | @dancerbailey @maryleclerc @valluvsu @bowen-power @bunting58 @daisysnhl @daisysthings @hearts-4-luke @iminlovewithtz11 @jackhughesily @literatureluster @lvrzegras @lxvelyzoe @ru-kru

─ ev's notes | luke hughes fic!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! guess who's outta their writing slump??? this guyyyyy!!!! so yeah, here is a cute little sweet luke fic because my best friend has been into him and this request has been sitting in my inbox, so!! yeah, enjoy, i love you guys mwah mwah mwah

"HE'S PROBABLY NOT EVEN GONNA SEE THE SIGN," you laughed as your best friend took in the sign you'd made. She nodded in a approval, a knowing smirk on her lips.

"Who cares? It's just for fun. You know, YOLO," she replied, giving you a playful nudge. "Plus, imagine the look on his face if he does see it."

You couldn't help but chuckle nervously, adjusting the sign in your hands. It read, "Can I trade you a hat for a puck, #43?" in bold, black letters against a vibrant red background. You were loved DIY projects so this was just as fun for you as it was for your friends.

"Maybe he'll finally follow you back on Instagram," your best friend added with an amused tone as you rolled your eyes, feeling your cheeks get red. She'd known of your long time crush on the youngest Hughes brother, and she was having the time of her life teasing you about it. "Who knows, maybe it'll be a start of a love story."

You laughed nervously at your friend's teasing, feeling a flush of embarrassment creep up your cheeks. "Oh please, it's just a bit of fun," you replied, trying to play off your crush on Luke as nothing more than innocent admiration.

But deep down, the idea of catching Luke's attention in any way made your heart flutter.

Entering the Nationwide Arena, the energy of the crowd enveloped you, and you couldn't help but feel a rush of adrenaline. As the players hit the ice for warm-ups, you scanned the rink eagerly, trying to catch a glimpse of Luke. With your homemade sign clutched tightly in your hand, you made your way to the glass, positioning yourself so that Luke could see you.

Then, there he was, Luke Hughes, effortlessly weaving between his teammates with grace. You couldn't tear your eyes away as he neared your section of the glass, your breath catching in your throat. You'd only seen him one other time and that was at a Michigan game - however, because it didn't end very well, you decided it was best not to go get a picture with him.

He looked more put together this time, his curls pouring out of his helmet in a way that made your heart jump. You could feel your best friend's amused gaze on the side of your face, you rolled your eyes as she let out a teasing laugh.

"Oh, shut up."

"Hold up your sign higher, Y/N." She urged, nudging you playfully. You did as she said, holding the sign as high as you could.

To your surprise, Luke's gaze flickered towards you, a smirk playing on his lips as he skated closer. He pointed at your sign, giving you a nod of approval before flipping a puck over the glass in your direction.

"Oh my fucking god," your friend mumbled as she caught the puck. You couldn't believe it. Your heart was pounding with excitement as your friend caught the puck that Luke had sent flying your way.

With trembling hands, you fumbled in your bag for the Ohio State hat you had brought along, your heart pounding in your chest.

"You're actually gonna give him the hat?" Your friend laughed as she glanced back at Luke, an amused expression on his face as he waited for you to throw him the hat.

As you lifted up the hat from your bag, Luke let out an amused chuckle as he caught sight of it, his eyes widening with surprise. With a nervous laugh, you nodded, feeling a flush of embarrassment creeping up your cheeks.

"Yeah, why not?" you replied, trying to sound casual despite the flutter of butterflies in your stomach. You glanced in between Luke and your friend, feeling a surge of confidence as you smiled.

Quickly scribbling your phone number on a scrap of paper, you tucked it inside the hat before tossing it over the glass towards Luke. Gripping on the red hat, you tossed it over the glass towards him. He caught it with ease, giving you an impressed smirk.

You mimicked holding a phone to your ear, gesturing towards Luke with a playful smile before mouthing the words 'call me' as your best friend erupted in laughter, her face turning red. Luke couldn't help but join in on the laughter as he shook his head, skating off with the hat in his hands.

──

"I still can't believe you did that," your best friend giggled as she drove home. To no one surprise, the devils had won and you were over the moon.

You couldn't help but giggle along with her, the adrenaline from the encounter still coursing through your veins. "I can't believe it either," you admitted, your smile widening as you replayed the moment in your mind.

As you finally arrived back at your dorm, you couldn't wipe the grin from your face, the memory of Luke's amused reaction playing on a loop in your mind. You got ready for bed and snuggled into the bed but no matter how hard you tried to sleep, you just couldn't.

So, you pulled out your phone and went on TikTok, scrolling endlessly. You knew you'd regret it in the morning but sleeping didn't seem too appealing, especially after the night you'd had.

Suddenly, your phone buzzed and you glanced up to read the message. Your heart skipped a beat once you'd glanced at it. It was an unknown number, with an unfamiliar area code.

You clicked on the number and searched the area code and it was Michigan. You didn't know anyone from Michigan, so who the hell could it─

Oh.

It suddenly clicked, your eyes widening in disbelief. As you stared at the screen, a rush of excitement flooded through you. Could it be? Your mind raced with possibilities as you hesitated for a moment before tapping on the message.

unknown so you're still an ohio fan after we beat ur ass ?

you who's this?

unknown how many hats did you give away tonight? 🥲

you luke???? hughes????

unknown good so im the only one, i hope 🥰

You let out scoff, in utter disbelief. Before responding furthur, you screenshotted the conversation and sent it to your best friend. There was no fucking way that Luke Hughes had messaged you.

──

A few weeks passed and you'd been talking to Luke almost everyday. And that wasn't an exaggeration, after every conversation that died, Luke began another one. You'd even gone as far as FaceTiming him, it seemed surreal for the first couple weeks but it had since become normal.

"How was your test?" Luke spoke, his voice muffled as he chewed on his protein bar. You put your phone down on the desk as you shrugged, sighing. "Wow, that bad?"

You chuckled softly, the sound carrying through the phone as you leaned back in your chair. "Yeah, pretty much," you admitted, running a hand through your hair. "But hey, at least it's over now. I can finally breathe a sigh of relief."

Luke's laughter echoed through the speaker, and you couldn't help but smile at the sound. Despite the miles between you, his presence felt comforting and familiar, a constant in your otherwise chaotic life.

"Who needs Calc? I mean, it's useless." Luke added as he took another bite of his protein bar. Before you could respond, someone in Luke's background began talking. "Yeah, yeah. I'll clean it after I get off the phone."

Your lips curved into an amused smile as you heard the voice retort, watching Luke's expression became annoyed. "I'm on the phone, Jack. Give me two seconds-"

The next thing you see is Luke's screen being shaking and a few voices arguing before Jack took his phone, coming on to the screen."Y/N, tell Luke to wash his dirty ass dishes."

"Luke, listen to your big brother." You respond teasingly, causing Jack to smirk at his younger brother.

Luke rolled his eyes but you could see a hint of amusement dancing in them. "Come on, Y/N, you're supposed to be on my side," he joked, though there was a playful glint in his eyes.

You chuckled at the playful banter between the brothers, feeling a sense of amusement. "Sorry, Luke, but I have to agree with Jack on this one. Clean those dishes, it's disgusting."

Jack grinned, giving you a thumbs-up before disappearing off-screen. Luke let out an exaggerated sigh, but you could see the hint of a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Fine, fine," he relented, rolling his eyes theatrically. "But only because you said so, Y/N."

"Good."

"See! You only listen to Y/N!" Jack shouted as Luke's face flushed, glaring at his brother off-screen before he disappeared into the home.

"Looks like I have some influence around here," you teased, flashing Luke a playful grin.

Luke shook his head, a sheepish smile playing on his lips. "I swear, he's impossible sometimes," he muttered, though there was a fondness in his voice that betrayed his annoyance.

"It's okay. That's just how all siblings are," you cleaned on to the desk as you watched Luke through the screen.

There was a short silence as Luke gazed back at you through the screen, his lips curving into a smile. "Hey, so uh... we have a game later this week."

"Yeah, I know. Against the Rangers."

Luke ran his hands through his curls, his expression a little anxious before he continued. "And don't you have spring break?"

You put two and two together, a small smile playing on your lips as you nodded.

"Well, uh... I was thinking, maybe you could come to the game?" Luke's words came out in a rush, his cheeks flushing slightly as he awaited your response. "So we can finally hang out in person."

Your heart skipped a beat at his invitation, the idea of finally hanging out with Luke in person sending a thrill through you. "I'd love to," you replied eagerly, unable to hide the excitement in your voice.

Luke's smile widened at your enthusiastic response, relief evident in his eyes. "Great! I'll make sure you have the best seats in the house."

"Good, I wanna be watching when you beat the Ranger's asses." You joked as he smiled.

"Oh and, you have one of my jerseys. Right?"

You let out a laugh as you rolled your eyes. "Yeah, of course I do,"

Luke chuckled, a hint of pride evident in his expression. "Good, because I was thinking you could wear it to the game. Show some support for your favorite player," he teased.

"Who said you were my favorite player-"

"Hey, I was the one you gave your number to." Luke teased as you rolled your eyes.

"Okay fine," you admitted with a smirk.

Luke flashed you a satisfied smile, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "So, you'll wear the jersey then?"

You nodded, unable to resist his infectious enthusiasm. "Yeah, I'll wear it. But only because you asked so nicely."

Luke's grin widened, a sense of satisfaction evident in his gaze. "Okay, great. Maybe I'll even sign it for you?"

"Oh, shut up." You rolled your eyes as Luke let out a very amused laugh. "Show-off."

──

Luke didn't have a lot of time before the game so he only waved at you during warmups, but you weren't mad about it. With a smile on your face, you waved back at Luke, sending him a silent message of support and encouragement.

You understood the importance of the game and knew that Luke needed to be on his A-game tonight. However, Luke did keep his promise of giving you the best seats in the house ─ you felt as though you were really on the ice, with the players.

You stood in the stands, watching as Luke and the rest of the team warmed up on the ice. As the puck dropped and the game began, you cheered loudly, your heart filled with pride for your favorite player.

The Rangers came out strong, controlling the puck and applying pressure on the Devils' defense early on. Despite their best efforts, the Devils struggled to gain momentum, facing relentless attacks from their opponents.

In the end, it was a hard-fought battle, but the Rangers had won. You weren't disappointed, no. But you knew how hard everyone could be on Luke, despite him being a rookie. You were a little conflicted, maybe this wasn't the best game you could've came to.

Luke made his way towards the tunnel, his expression disappointed. You knew this one of the biggest games of the season and knowing Luke, he probably thought it was all his fault.

You knew how much he poured into every game, and it pained you to see him shouldering the weight of the loss. Despite your conflicted feelings about the outcome of the game, your support for Luke never wavered.

You made your way out of the arena, waiting outside the player's exit area. You glanced around, scanning the area for any sign of Luke or the rest of the team. As the minutes passed, you shifted from foot to foot, nerves knotting in your stomach as you waited.

Finally, the door to the player's exit swung open, and you held your breath, your heart pounding in your chest. And then, there he was—Luke emerged from the doorway, his expression still clouded with disappointment from the game.

You stepped forward, a sympathetic smile tugging at your lips as you approached him. "Hey, Luke," you called out, your voice soft.

Luke's gaze met yours as he bit the inside of his cheek. "Hey."

You could feel the anxiety radiating off of him and you couldn't help but frown. You looked up at the taller brunette as he sighed.

"I'm sorry that I, uh wasted your time. I should have invited you to a better game." Luke apologized, his voice tinged with self-doubt.

You shook your head, a sympathetic smile touching your lips as you gazed up at him. "Luke, you didn't waste my time," you reassured him, your tone gentle yet firm. "Being here with you, win or lose, means more to me than you'll ever know."

"Yeah but we got our asses handed to us out there. And you had to see that." He shrugged as he sniffled, his gaze averting yours.

You could sense the weight of Luke's disappointment as he spoke, his words heavy with frustration and self-doubt. Gently, you reached out to hold his hand. His touch was tense before he relaxed into your touch.

"Luke, it doesn't matter what the scoreboard says," you said earnestly, your voice soft yet unwavering. "What matters is that you gave it your all out there, and that's something to be proud of."

Luke's eyes stilled, a flicker of vulnerability shining in his expression. "But we lost,"

You squeezed his hand reassuringly, offering him a small, understanding smile. "Win or lose, you're still out there doing what you," you reminded him. "And that's worth more than any score."

He sighed before he finally met your gaze. His expression softened for a moment, as he admired you. He let out a sigh before he pulled you in, embracing you tightly.

You both pulled away, Luke's lips slowly curving into a smile as he gazed at you. He let out a small chuckle before he shook his head. "God, this is depressing. What kind of date is this?"

"A date?" You repeated, chuckling. "Is this your idea of a date?"

Luke's cheeks flushed slightly as he realized what he had said, his embarrassment evident in the way he averted his gaze momentarily. "Uh, I mean..." he stammered, scratching the back of his neck sheepishly. "I guess I just meant... hanging out with you, you know?"

You couldn't help but smile at his awkwardness, finding his genuine charm endearing. "Well, in that case, it's the best date I've ever been on," you exaggerated with a playful wink.

Luke's smile widened at your response, the warmth in his eyes mirroring the affection you felt for him. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," you confirmed, reaching out to squeeze his hand reassuringly.

"Shut up. This is probably the worst one," he chuckled as he shook his head. "Watching as your date's ass get beat isn't exactly... the best."

You couldn't help but laugh at Luke's self-deprecating humor, easing the tension of the moment. "No, I've definitely had worse dates."

"How about I make it up to you?" Luke smiled as he pulled you in closer. You felt your face flush as you laughed.

"Are you asking me on a second date, Luke?" You teased, a playful glint in your eyes as you looked up at him.

Luke's smile widened, his expression earnest as he met your gaze. "I guess I am," he replied, his voice soft. "I owe you one, after all."

"Well, in that case, I'll gladly accept," you said with a grin, leaning into his embrace.

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[that-one-xachster]

Megumi x Childhood Bestie!Reader Hcs part two

ok I'm continuing this lmfao

so lets get to the part after go/joe kidnaps itadori

and you're just chilling with megumi in his room questioning all life choices

and he's questioning life itself

"crabs probably think fish can fly"

"...what did you eat today"

"tuna mayo"

"istg if you pull the Inumaki crap-"

"bean bags are boneless sofas"

"wHaT"

"...I want a beanbag."

*audibly sighs*

so yeah very fun

and you have a sleepover with him bc like

why not

and drama

so let's say todays that very special once in a lifetime day that you fall asleep INSTANTLY

and like just boom "I'm tired" you're knocked out

and megumi's just there like "gurl??"

my bro is absolutely done cause you're like taking up most of his bed

and personal space

give the man a break 😔✋

so he tries shoving you a lil to the side

keyword: tries

but you're a stubborn person so you don't budge

also you're gripping the bed for dear life in your sLEEP-

you haven't grown out of it lmao

megumi pulls his iconic face and is just

absolutely done at this point

so-

he's known you since childhood anyway right

and you're asleep right

right

so you won't mind if he just plops on top of you and cuddle-spoons you while your sleeping to create space right 😊

just to create space

you don't mind even when you're awake but megumi doesn't know that-

so yes he lies on top of you- wraps an arm around your waist- and spoons you while he falls asleep-

im giggling squealing kicking my feet writing this don't mind me

so yes he's still spooning you while you're asleep-

and in the morning he wakes up first ehe-

bc sleep = none or sleep = all

"all's well thats well for me"

iykyk

but you're still sleeping

and its like 7:30 am

its too early for this shit

so he just stays in bed cuddling you

and boom half an hour later you wake up

but you pretend to be sleeping heh

why

plot

so you two are technically cuddling rn and then my bro realizes that your awake-

and hes like

"oh good morning"

yeah we're totally gonna gaslight

"good morning to you too"

we're gonna keep up the gaslighting

so you turn around and you're facing megumi and you're like what time is it he's like 8:30 am or sum

so you both get up bleh the boring stuff

AND THIS IS THE MOMENT WHERE ITADORI IS GETTING SHOWN HIS ROOM SO-

YOU SEE WHERE THIS IS GOING

so then megumi walks out of the room but you're still inside cause why not

and then itadori and megumi have some bro talk and you just pop up behind megumi-

itadori sHRIEKS

gojos like 'did u two have a sleepover 😼'

and megumi ofc is like 'why do you care'

and itadori goes-

GASPPP ARE YOU TWO DATING???

the way your faces heat up so fast

FACES

WITH AN S

PLURAL

MEGUMI'S BLUSHING TOO

and hes like 'what the f no i'm not dating this idiot here'

you're like 'i wish 😔'

tHE WAY HE BLUSHES HARDER

no this does not go unnoticed by gojo and he whips out his phone faster than lightning mcqueen and bombards him with pictures

'smile for the camera megumi~'

'boy if you don't shut your skin tone chicken bone google chrome no home flip phone disowned ice cream cone garden gnome extra chromosome metronome dimmadome genome full blown monochrome student loan Indiana jones overgrown flintstone x and Y chromosome hormone friend zone Sylvester Stallone Sierra loan autozone professionally seen silver patrone head ass up-'

yes I had to

anyway y'all gotta go pick up the other first year aka nobara

and you're like

"OOH OOH GOJO SENSEI BOY OR GIRL"

"hehe you'll see"

so you make all of them speed to wherever the hell yer picking her up

idt I mentioned you slept in the car and your head was on megumis shoulder eheh

itadori kept teasing him and won't let him live it down fr

so yk nobara and her iconic scene

you have no shame

and you drink your respect women juice

im trying to make this gender neutral 😭

you see the uniform and you're cheering her on so much like

"WOO YEAHHH- PUT HIM IN HIS PLACE YOU GO GIRL-"

and shes like tf is this crazy bish doing

but you're just really excited to have another person in the group cause being around the same uh 7-8 people can get boring

so you meet her and you're pretty excited

"be glad boys, you're getting another girl in the group."

now that drops your opinion

so you have a smol idea

to uh

you whisper something in her ear and the wAY HER EXPRESSION DROPS

guess what you said <3 bc ik ofc I wanna see what y'all think

anyhoo so then shes like WHAT THE HELL and drops it

and boom you pull your feminine/masculine/nonbinary wiles and she's now your bestie

and gojo says we're going sOmEwHeRe

and nobara and itadori get so excited

yk the EJWRHTKWJEHTAUIETHR and the hugging gojo

you're standing next to megumi though cause you know whats coming

the way their face drops when y'all go to that messed up school- was it a school?

anyway yuji and nobara go in and you're outside with megumi and gojo

y'all are sitting down nearby

you're tired af with this shit so you just plop your head down in megumi's lap and no questions he just lets you

<3

and hes running his fingers through your HAIRRRRR

*screaming*

so you have some lovey-dovey time and gojo sneaks a picture cause he low-key ships you two

and after the two come out y'all just walk back very nice day

okay moving on from the boring stuff he goes back to his dorm

is developing a crush ehe

so hes just lying in bed thinking like

WHY TF AM I FEELING THIS WAY OVER THAT IDIOT RAHHHH

poor guys conflicted

but good for you hehe

sigh I'm tired ill write a part 3 later lmao

[qin-qin16]

I feel like I need to write Color being more... rough with Killer? Idk the word correctly for what Im trying to say, but I guess I write him too kind??

And dont get me wrong, Color is kind! But when I see some canon interactions between them I cant help but notice how Color seems more rough with him - his expressions are always -_- and he doesn't mind using a little force if it means stopping Killer.

Writing him too kind makes me a little bleh because it seems im writing dream or swap (and we all know what Killer did with them, poor little stars)

[twipsai]

^this is me when someone respectfully disagrees with me btw

ANYWAYS! pls dont take this as me arguing in a mean way or anything, i love Sonic a lot!!! and i like talking about it and i think you bring up a lot of interesting points!!!! so im gonna go over it all in maybe a not super cohesive way???

i wanna start by acknowledging what you said at the start, "the wording of the second bolded point echoes IDW Sonic's wording of his principles in IDW #2 that Amy swoons over" and clarifying that i was referencing It Doesn't Matter from sa1 and sa2,,, (the full lyric is "Don't ask me why; I don't need a reason / I got my way, my own way!), and the reason why i alluded to it is because i was trying to make that connection that Sonic still has the same basic principals that he did during the adventure era, but i guess i wasnt clear enough oops ^^; i honestly completely forgot that theres a reference to that lyric in idw #2 but,, uh, happy accident i guess?

ok now onto my actual thoughts

i actually wanna agree with you on that first part, cuz as i think about it its something that makes a lot of sense and i havent really been able to fully wrap my head around it -- Sonic being reactive to whats in front of him is exactly how he is!!! idk how i didnt realize that before lol

as to what you said to my first point, i think that theres a level of dissonance between the games and comics with the threats theyre dealing with, and it kinda prevents me from explaining myself with examples. this MIGHT be a reach!!!! im sorry if it is BUT im gonna compare satbk and frontiers for a sec, since we're talking about satbk a lot here (as we should. its such a good game)

(and im not sure if youre lumping in Sonic in IDW with Sonic in Frontiers? a lot of people do but. idk maybe you dont lol. for the purposes of my point i will)

i think that there are parallels to be drawn between how Sonic treats Merlina and Sage, vs how he treats King Arthur and The End. he has a lot of patience for Merlina and Sage as he realizes theres a lot more to them besides just wanting to kill him, but he'll still take what they throw at him like he takes anything else. then you compare that to Arthur and The End, and Sonic is like. ready to destroy those guys. and i think that, while Sonic is first and foremost just living in the moment and reacting to what people throw at him, i also think that theres a huge difference between when Sonic is fighting a person and when Sonic is fighting a powerful entity. granted, he didnt know that King Arthur was an illusion, but he did know he was an immortal tyrant associated with hell. i mean. the underworld

i would love to use an example from the comics showing how he does treat similar scaled threats the same way but i. cant! because he doesnt face threats like that in IDW! hes dealing with things like "the dragon is back" and "that girl has psychological issues". the only thing that comes close to the world-ending threat that we see in the games is the metal virus, and it was both a lot more complicated than typical "defeat the bad guy, save the world" that we see in the games. now, that does NOT mean i dont think the games have complex stories but if i delved into every situation Sonic has been put in then we would be here for so long. and i dont wanna do that. so yeag.

basically to sum up my points above, im saying that the reason IDW Sonic has been pretty lax with his enemies, and even tries to help some of them, is because theyre not really the same level of threats as most of the villains he faces in the games. he can deal with them fine without ending them outright, so he doesnt really have an issue with letting them live. hes just kind of easy-going and chill like that. at least thats how i see it, maybe im missing something?

also, to your point that "Sonic doesnt fight for freedom, he fights against oppression" i just. do not agree lol. i mean, hes been associated with the Freedom Fighters since 1993, but theres also some more direct reference to it in reference to specifically Sonic

the Sonic Adventure Stylebook, page 9 (translated) - "He loves freedom and hates crookedness. He is impulsive and short-tempered, but also has a kindness that can't be ignored when someone is in trouble."

Sonic the Hedgehog Encyclo-speed-ia, page 13 - "Sonic is usually laid back and cool, but he's driven to fight injustice - not in the name of the law, but for the ideal of freedom."

and then i WAS going to add more examples, but the wayback machine is down right now so. can i just say source: trust me? sorry i wish i could add more examples :( i dont wanna dwell on this "for freedom or against oppression" point too much though, cuz i honestly think its just kinda arguing semantics. as well as the fact that i feel like both things are true, i just kinda didnt phrase it well in my original post

um. and now i kinda wanna go completely off the rails so please be nice to me but im gonna say something that may be controversial,,, i am of the mind that, because IDW is canon material, then it shouldnt be seen as a different character than how Sonic was written in some earlier games, even if it seems like it. because its just as much as source material as anything else! i really just think that most "out of character" things are more akin to different facets of a character. i think that writing off all of Sonic in IDW because some things he does contradicts what he does in the games is just kinda. idk. i dont like how quick people are to do that. i mean like, i got into Sonic because of IDW, and then i went and played the games and it never really felt any different to me -- just Sonic responding different to different situations. maybe i need to do another read through of IDW! but i really dont think that writing off an entire canon comic series is a good thing to do when looking at the facets of a character's personality. that could just be me

anyways ummmmm yeah i dont really have anything else to say? i dont disagree with everything you said, but there are some things that i dont think are quite right,,, hopefully this all makes more sense than my original post cuz i dont think i did a good job articulating my points

um. idk what else to add. bye bye i hope you at least liked my drawing of a super sad alien

"sonic just wants to be best friends with his enemies"

WRONG thats only in the idw comics. extremely loud incorrect buzzer.

[mokie-bleh]

I hope your requests open again soon because reading this:

https://www.tumblr.com/phoenix-bleh/744341108818165760/ouuguhhhh-butter-roll-headcannons-please-i-need?source=share

Gave me an idea for the most adorable casual kidnapping ever....heck I'll share it now before I forget, that way it can be here chilling in your inbox for when your requests reopen or idk but hope you like it!

Just...butter roll either working via looking through papers or idk and reader just casually walks up to him...hugs him and nuzzles him before grabbing his hand and just....casually walking off with him. Like y/n is like 'I love you...come on, you're coming with me'. Like very sweet and casual. Lol! That's how y/n could 'kidnap him'..

Bonus:

Two ideas of possible responses my mind came up with buuut wanna see your actual one but just sharing for funsies!!

1.

Butter roll: aaaaaah....I'm being kidnapped...

*says it in a calm voice...but gives hand a squeeze as a sign of 'I love you.'*

2.

Butter roll: oh! My favorite type of kidnapping! So where are we going, my scientific wonder? Restaurant? Home? I can't wait!

*little smooch for y/n.*

OOOO WHAT GOOD IDEA

ok so I thought it might go something like this-

Butter Roll just casually checking his papers and writing down notes of anything really.

Then you come in and you give him a hug from behind. He looks behind him to see you “Oh hello y/n! do you need something?” he asked you. You look up at him and nodded with a big old smile on your face

“Mhm! i’m here to take you away!” you grab his arm and started pulling him with you “You’re coming with me!”

Now it would be funny if you just straight up told him you were kidnapping him and he’d be like oh ok well this is happening!

Or he’d be like awww am i your first victim oh im flattered and he just comes along with you.

obviously you don’t plan on doing anything bad with him just taking him somewhere….but you love him so it’s ok<3

Mostly thinks you’re too sweet to kidnap but you’re testing your skills on HIM?? he’s honored. He feels appreciated you’re thinking about him.

“Oh! where are we going? Well whatever it is I’m sure it’s gonna be so much fun!”

If you don’t tell him you’re trying to kidnap him he’d just grab onto your hand as well and assume you’re taking him somewhere or just trying to show him something.

You take him to your basement and he’s looking at you confused and you’re looking at him with a grin on your face. He slowly turns to your basement with a disturbed look on his face.

and then he realizing what’s happening….

“OH! you want to have a sleepover! oh what fun!”

[yukichosodrink]

hiiii, can I request a scene where Choso, Yuji and Todo go out to the movies and Choso and Todo keep trying to get Yuji's attention?

They are my comfort characters in these dark and trying times 🥲🥲🥲

A/N: Hey jamm i got u! if you dont mind im adding reader in this too! so its yuji x reader, plus yuji and todo? if thats fine with you bcs i feel this would make it better to write.

"Yuji.. no offense, i love you and all but did they really had to come?" You said, gripping your boyfriend's arm saying the last part as a whisper. You were going to the movies with your boyfriend along with his-

"Yes, YES! I'm so pumped- HEY bestofrendo" Todo said, pulling Yuji from the back of his hoodie,"We're finally gonna see Jennifer Lawrence's ass"

Yuji's cheeks blushed a shade of pink as he pulled away from Todo,"Hey- I'd rather only see my girlfriend's ass-" "YUU!" You slapped Yuji's arm playfully, to refrain him from saying any of that.

"I'm sorry, I couldn't really leave them like that you know." Yuji said to you, making a small pout and you gave him a soft, understanding smile.

You guys reach the theater place waiting in line to get inside. The lady at the front was checking everyone's tickets but you all prebooked it online. The lady seemed chatty, giving everyone a 'have a good day' and 'the weather is so good today'

When it was your turn, you pulled out your phone for your tickets to get checked and the lady greeted Yuji.

"You came with your friends, and this pretty girl?" The lady said, her blonde hair tucked neatly in a bun. Yuji gave her a polite smile and nodded,"Yes this is my girl-"

"I'm his.. older brother" Choso said, his tone of saying it everytime cracking you up.

"Yes, my bad your brother-" The lady continued, before Todo interrupted him,"And I'm his best friend- not just a friend" He confirmed, and the lady forced a smile on her lips.

You showed the lady the tickets before you were inside the theater, seated at your seat, you motioned Yuji to sit next to you.

"Hey- we know he's your boyfriend and stuff but its bro's before hoes" Todo said as a matter of factly, making you gasp loudly.

"That is not true! I'm not a hoe, i'm his girlf-"

"Guys- let's all calm down. Todo she's my girl-" Yuji said making a hand motion between you and Todo.

"Bleh- if it was bro's before hoes, Choso should be sitting next to Yuji, y'know?" You retorted back, sticking your tongue out at Todo and he waved you off.

"My brother will sit next to whoever he wants to." Choso said simply, his gaze moving back forth between you and Todo, a bit annoyed.

"I- Im just gonna sit here." Yuji says awkwardly sitting in one of the seats.

a/n: this is kinda the first time ive written this so please forgive me if it wasn't great but i'd try to improve.

[i62gamma]

Something I hate is when people who aren’t Bruce Banner or Hulk fans try to make an analysis on them, specifically if they’ve only watched the mcu, because they somehow always miss the point of Bruce/Hulks character. Ik they don’t mention it much in the mcu and as far as I’m aware they don’t actually go into it much either but Bruce Banner canonically has DID in the comics. And this is because his father brutally abused him and killed his mom when he was VERY young. Bruce is a survivor of childhood abuse, and formed DID as a way for his brain to cope. The Hulk is a defense mechanism.

I remember reading a blog last year comparing Bruce and Jen and the original poster managed to misinterpret everything about Bruce so awfully and I still think about it because I wonder how many other people view Bruce this way. Op basically said that Bruce “most likely doesn’t have a split personality disorder” (1. He literally does. It’s implied in the mcu and straight up said in the comics. 2. Outdated term. Bleh!) and that the Hulk is actually a result of some sort of anger disorder Bruce probably had because society teaches men to oppress their emotions. Wow.

Theres tons of characters you could use to make that point, Bruce Banner / The Hulk is not one of them. Op genuinely didn’t know that Bruce was abused as a child but even then, if you don’t know something as basic as that about Bruce you genuinely shouldn’t be writing a multi paragraph blog on him (and Jen, it was a comparison between the to btw).

So if you want to write a blog on Bruce and his mental illness or portrayal or anything tbh please look into his character. He’s complicated and not what he seems at first glance. The Hulk is a defense mechanism, he explicitly says he just wants to be left alone and only attacks when he is attacked first. He is a child alter in a DID system who formed to protect Bruce because he was being abused by his dad when he was a little boy. And Bruce banner is a very complicated man and the mcu doesn’t do him Justice in his portrayal.

Im writing this at night right before I go to bed so If I’m missing something or got something wrong please lmk or add on but I’m tired of seeing blogs misinterpreting Bruce / The Hulk bc I am an avid fan.

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[stardustluvs]

Helllo! This is my first ask, asking from your page. But could you do a reader (any gender or gender neutral) doing their best to suprise Punz and make him smile.

Like reader tries to do anything, even if its something random or just in the middle of nothing. But they try to make him crack a little smile?

Im thinking of a little wholesome today :>

Let Me Love You - Punz X Reader

Word Count: 633

Pairing: Punz x gn!Reader

Summary: After a bad day, gn!reader just wants to see their boyfriend smile again, wanting to take care of him and make him feel better.

Warnings: Punz referred to by his real name

Author’s Note: I saw this in my requests and literally could have melted! This was so cute to write! Also, I know this is probably a tad different than you intended but I think it works just as well!

Requests are open! || masterlist

Today was so off, you couldn’t even put your finger as to why. Well. Maybe you could. Luke had only come out of his bedroom maybe once today and it sounded like it took everything in him to even say a simple “hello” or “good morning.”

You stared at the staircase from the kitchen, debating on going to check on him. Normally he would’ve made more conversation or invited you to come hang out in his room with him or something, but today? Nothing.

You practically lived here now, having spent nearly every day at his house for the past year you’ve been together, so you understood if maybe he wanted his own space, but this felt like something he would’ve said if he felt that way about.

Another moment went by before turning on your heel to go check on him without another thought. As you approached his bedroom door though, you hesitated suddenly.

If he wants space, it should be respected.

The conflicting thoughts battled in your mind but you refused to let it get in the way. What if something was wrong?

You knocked on the door softly, but loud enough he would hear it from inside.

You were about to enter when nothing but silence followed until you could hear your boyfriend’s voice telling you to come in. You frowned softly at the realization his voice didn’t seem…him.

As you opened the door, you peeked your head into the bedroom, glancing around until you found him on his bed, staring down at his phone.

“Are you okay?” You asked him, stepping into the room completely, shutting the door softly behind you as you made your way over to the bed to sit next to him. He was sat up against the headboard of his bed, mindlessly scrolling on what you could only guess was Twitter or Instagram.

He didn’t answer, not unless a soft “mm” counts, and to you, it did not.

You rested your head against his shoulder, watching him scroll. Silently, he laid his head against yours, turning his phone off and setting it in his lap.

“What’s going on, Luke?” You asked him softly, moving your head to look at him.

“Just a shitty day. I had a horrible stream last night and I also barely got any sleep afterward, and I just feel…bleh,” He sighed.

You frowned softly at his answer, “Why didn’t you tell me?”

He grabbed your hand softly, rubbing his thumb against it gently, “You don’t need to worry about me, you have your own shit going on,” He said, his voice barely above a whisper.

“You’re literally crazy, come here,” You said, pulling him into a hug.

He hugged you back with a sigh, “Sorry I’ve been so absent today.”

You pulled away, shaking your head ‘no.’

“Don’t apologize for having a bad day,” You said, “here, lay down with me,” You added.

You lay down on his bed, pulling him down with you, throwing the blanket over the two of you.

“Don’t we have stuff to do today?” He asked, after laying down reluctantly.

“Yeah, nap,” You responded with a small laugh, kissing his forehead.

For the first time all day, he smiled softly at you, and it gave you a familiar feeling of happiness.

“I missed your smile,” You told him softly as he rested his head next to yours, facing you.

He hugged your waist as he buried his face into your chest.

It wasn’t often he let himself be the one to be taken care of, but he was always the sweetest when it happened, and you enjoyed getting to return the love you felt for him.

You watched as he drifted off to sleep, running a hand through his hair softly, falling asleep yourself soon after.

[uriekukistan]

THIEF!

waiter waiter can i get uhhhhh:

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sorry sorry 😞 ur tags were just too good

🕯️ ⇢ on a scale from 1 to 10, how much do you enjoy editing? why is that?

0. i hate reading my own writing. bleh.

🧃 ⇢ share some personal lore you never posted about before

im trying to think of smth i havent told you? considering i am actively sharing my Deep Dark Past with you as i type this 😭😭 although ig it says smth i havent posted....hmmm.

i used to play violin and i was also pretty good at it, i was first chair in my orchestra and i ranked pretty highly in competitions when i did them. but i haven't played since like. 2020. and i've been enjoying having longer nails so.

🧸 ⇢ what's the fastest way to become your mutual?

uhhhhh i think i just go on vibes tbh TT_TT megumi or yuuta pfp is usually a good first impression for me i suppose. also i prefer if the majority of recent posts are abt something im interested in i guess

🪐 ⇢ name three good things going on in your life right now

um. i am still alive. my cat exists and she loves me and i get so happy whenever i see her. uhhhhhhhhhh. i've written some decent things recently.

📚 ⇢ what's the last thing you wrote down in your notes app?

im gonna ignore the emo shit i wrote last night. not sharing that on tumblr dot com. the last thing after that is me studying for my spanish exam. i would share but it does mention where i live so uh.

i got an A on the exam tho

🎨 ⇢ link your favourite piece of fanart and explain why you like it

this ballet megumi piece by @melloneah is one of my favs, they drew it for my birthday and i was super super touched that they did this, especially bc the posing was so difficult <333 (fun fact the pose is from swan lake, the variation with That One Song Everyone Knows)

also im Always thinking abt hinamie's art. in particular i like this one rn. fushiguro touch-starved megumi...............................

🌸 ⇢ do you have any pets? if you do, post some pictures of them

my baby….her name is daisy btw

send me an ask perhaps :D

[mumpsetc]

ok coming from someone who knows nothing about the osc...is ii really that awful? again, I don't go here, but I had mutuals posting about it and it seemed like my vibe so I wanted to check it out. I was actually kinda getting quite excited and then I found there were quite a few people saying it wasn't good at all and was kinda a trash fire. a couple of people saying that also had some of your posts critiquing it reblogged and you seemed to be more nuanced on the matter, but im still feeling kinda bleh about the idea that something I was excited to check out might be actually terrible

Ok So I'll Be Completely Real Here, if You are Just Here for Cartoon Melodrama ii is Probably Fine, S1 is My Favorite I Like How Stupid It Is But If You're Gonna Watch Be Prepared to Sit Thru a Full Season of Highschoolers Learning How Flash Works. S2 is the Crown Jewel of the Series Its the Show At Its Best and It Does Get Genuinely Really Compelling at Points But That Style of Writing is Gone and Never Coming Back So Try and Enjoy What You Have There and Accept It's Never Coming Back. S3 is a Slog and Not That Funny, I Don't Have Much Fondness for It But Its Probably Not Too Hard to Turn Your Brain Off and Just Enjoy One or Two Characters. Though Compared to S2 Its Hard to Not Be Disappointed.

It Isn't the Worst Shit Ever But As a Longtime Fan I Have a Lot of Frustrations Towards It a Casual Viewer Probably Wouldn't.

[undertale-writing-times]

Ok ok- I haven’t been to this blog In a while (crying for all the posts im too lazy to scroll and see ;w;)

But I’ve seen all these “im pregnant” posts , and had a kinda funny idea. What about “you’re pregnant” with Nightmare (and maybe some nightmare AU’s if you don’t mind-)

Like- maybe he’s unwell for a while , thinks he’s got a sickness coming on and S/O has been keeping an eye on him and one day just looks straight at him randomly and says “you’re pregnant” and sure enough, yep, he was.

Yeah sure! :D I like the idea of this. Some people might not like it, but bleh. If you don't like it, you don't gotta read it ^w^/

I didn't add Passive just cause. And while I was writing them I started feeling really blugh so I didn't do all of them, I hope that's okay!

Nightmare: He had no idea why he was feeling so bad, and he tried his best to ignore it. Yet when he got sick, as in literally threw up, he knew that something was wrong. Plus, he needed more negative energy than normal, which he thought was strange. Nightmare sat at his desk, his head resting against his fist, his eye socket shut. "Nightmare, are you alright?" He opened his socket to look over and saw that it was his datemate, Y/n. "I'm fine. Thank you for asking… what do you need?" "I just wanted to check on you." Over the next few days, he felt worse and kept lashing out, so he made sure to go to random AUs to get as much negative energy as he could. That was until today. Y/n sat on his desk while he was working, "Hey Nightmare?" he hums to show that he heard them, "I think you're pregnant." He pauses at the voice and lifts his head to look at them, confused, then looks down thinking about it. Was there… he rests his hand over where his stomach would be. The goop was there probably covering where the soulling could be forming. "Leave. I need to think about this." Y/n laughs a little, nervously, but they nod and get up heading out. Nightmare didn't like the idea of this, but he was going to try to figure it out.

Oxi: It already knew that something was… different. It tried to keep track of all of the strange things that was happening but its emotions were going everywhere. It lost control more times than not and accidentally messed with, uh, some… people. The fear tasted better than normal and Y/n even joked that it was going to get fat. That did make it laugh as that wasn't something that could happen! It was sitting and trying to relax when it heard noises so its, many eyes, opened and focused on whatever was making the sound. It was Y/n! "Y/n, what do you need?" It asked inside of their head as it normally did. It could tell that Y/n was nervous for some reason. Why? It didn't know. "I wanted to see how you were feeling, you've been acting a little weird." It didn't respond. It knew what Y/n was thinking even before they said anything. Did Y/n really think that? It looks down resting its hand over its stomach, "You think that I'm pregnant?" Y/n blinks then laughs and shakes their head, "I told you not to read my mind anymore… but yeah, I think so." It lets out a hum to show it heard, the tentacles in its mouth squirming faster than normal. Damn.

Gloom: Emotions have been even worse for Gloom lately… He had no idea what was going on, but he knew that something was sucking hard. His body hurt, and his soul felt sick. It was strange… and his brother had been annoying too. "Y/n!" He groans, his head turned back then he walks over and leans against them. They look at him and laugh, wrapping their arms around him to hold him up since he was leaning all his weight on them, "What are you doing?" They ask. He starts to mumble and grumble as he lent on them. His tentacles were down, dragging on the ground slightly behind him. They talk and they ask if he was feeling alright, so he mumbles, "Not really, no. I don't feel good." and starts to explain exactly what was going on. He was just complaining to complain because he knew that Y/n couldn't do anything to help. As they listened they hummed, "I think you're pregnant." He paused hearing that then groans again allowing himself to sink down. Was he covering them in his goop? Yes, but blah. Damn it.

Envy: He had been ignoring it. The sickness sinking through his body, how his soul felt so tight and icky. He tried to ignore that and continue working, even though sometimes it was too much for his body to handle. Today was one of those days, so instead he sat in his office his head on his crossed arms, letting out soft grumbles and hisses. Why did he feel so sick? He couldn't even open his eyes without feeling like he was going to throw up.Then he heard the door open so he lifts his tentacles, saying, "Explain why you're in here before I stab you." He heard a laugh and Y/n's voice comes out, "You wouldn't kill your datemate, would you?" He doesn't respond for a few seconds then moves his tentacles down, mumbling, "No… what are you doing in here?" they say that they were just going to come and check on him since he's been acting weird lately, and he agreed. Tied between the sickness and the weird eating habits lately he was really confused. "I have an idea but I don't know if you'd like it." He lifts his head to look at them, waiting for them to continue, and they do by saying, "I think you might be pregnant." that made him pause since… crap, it made sense, but he didn't like the idea of that. He pushes himself to get up and grabs his phone, calling Calamity and telling him to go and get some tests. He'll make the excuse that it's for someone else if anyone asks.