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That's it, after years of getting to know the league, they are finally revealing themselves (some of them at least), their true identity. they are all very mature and happy to know the faces and names of their friends. but them, there is Batman.
Many heroes are waiting with a sparkle in their eyes. It turns out that when they found out they were going to do this, some heroes decided it would be fun to make some bets on guesses about what they would be like. flash, green arrow, the lanters, captain marvel, aquaman, hawkgirl, cyborg, you know.
Diana didn't play, as she already knows most of their names and it wouldn't be fair, the same goes for J'onn, Superman, Batman etc
Batman takes a deep breath (not that anyone notices) and takes off his cowl.
they. went. deadly. silent.
he expected gaps, perhaps screams. "YOU'RE THAT BILLIONAIRE" type of thing. but no. he watches their faces turn to horror, minus Captain Marvel, who sports a shit-eating grin so big and bright it could compete with the sun.
Cap giggles, like a little devil. slowly, he looks that the companion is at his side. flash, or barry, is pale. Green Arrow's, aka oliver queen, jaw is on the floor. Aquaman also known as Arthur is looking like a dead fish, as if he had been out of the water for too long. and like that it goes.
Diana and Superman are suppressing their smiles. Maybe they know what it's about? I mean, Bruce knows it's about the stakes. but he didn't know all the details because he didn't want to get involved.
flash is the first to speak
Flash: i cant... oh my god. im broke.
he was so deadly serious it made bruce frown. just a little bit.
The captain's smile gets bigger and bigger and, like a good teammate, he explains:
Marvel: Everyone was betting that you were some kind of ex-war criminal, a super broke guy, a homeless guy who, when he's not beating up criminals, is sleeping in a trash can. you know the vibe. but not me, I knew you were a rich guy, with a lot of trauma.
Batman frowns even more.
Bruce: how?
Marvel: Remember when, 1 and a half years ago, we were hit by that villain that makes people laugh? Yes, I knew there. you have a rich guy laugh. there was no way anyone could manipulate it. I could hear the money in your tears... and the trauma...
Bruce: you knew I was rich and… traumatized… because of the way I laughed…? hmn. Very good, Marvel. I didn't expect such a deduction from you.
Marvel: nah, its not even such a big thing. what is big is my price! I don't even know how to pronounce how many I just won. When I said you were a playboy, they raised the stakes so much that I'll probably have to deny some things…
Flash: oh my god... the deed from where I live…
Aquaman: the deed from where you LIVE? my dude, I just lost my kingdom!
Little Billy will take the money, maybe, because he's not stupid or anything. but he's not going to leave his colleagues in such a bad situation, he's going to let them visit his houses from time to time!
#billy batson#shazam#dc#justice league#batman#i dont really know how to tag this#English is not my native language
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Choi Seung Hyun/T.O.P x english speaking reader who try to learn korean for him but fails at first cause learning knew language is hard ?
Yess! I love this idea!! I just hope you don't mind a little twist added! This was just too cute and I just had to make it into a series!!<333 So with Reader also being a performer, just think along the lines of Brittney Spears vibes, just younger :0
All for show 1/? - Choi Seung Hyun/T.O.P x Amercian! Pop-Star! Reader
Summary: After meeting at an award show, Seung Hyun notices international pop-star, Y/n L/n was mainly all for show in the spotlight.
Warnings: Your manager is 100% a dick in this, him trying to sexualize the reader before Seung Hyun fixes it for you <3
Whenever you were invited to guest perform at a music awards show, you were excited to accept the offer, you were in your off year from tours, and shows, so you were itching to get back on stage. You always loved being on stage, it wasn't that you loved attention, or were fame hungry, quite the opposite, actually. You just loved doing what you found fun, and that was dancing and singing, while also having fun with fans during your shows, your agency, just liked to make it look like you were hungry for the attention and male gaze.
Flying to America for one of their award shows, was odd for the boys, not knowing they had actually been nominated for one of the 'highest streaming' awards, The four were excited, practically bouncing around in their seats as they went over show plans and the line-up for the award show. "Holy shit, They're going to have the one girl there, uh!..Shit! Seung Hyun's favorite person to dance to while drunk!" Tae-Yang shouted, trying his best to think of your name "Y/n L/n!" Ji-Yong smiled, having multiple of your songs in his playlist, he didn't care if your choreography and songs didn't fit into the usual K-pop female music, yours diving way more into sexual topics and themes, but you weren't in K-pop, you were an American singer, meaning you could get away with a lot more. "I bet she's awesome in person! Have you seen her on stage!?" Dae-Sung gasped, leaning over the first class seat, looking at the line-up that Tae-Yang had pulled up.
As you walked into the giant room, you'd be performing and rehearsing in, you smiled brightly "I'm so excited! I just hope management approved the outfits I submitted" You said excitedly, holding your best friend's hand tightly, she was actually your assistant, but who cared? You were around each other enough to be considered best friends. "I'm sorry, Y/n..." She whispered, motioning to your dressing room, you sighed walking back to see the clothing rack sitting proudly in the center of the room, of course they wouldn't approve it, why would you ever be allowed to wear pants? You pouted walking over to the rack, your face twisting with disgust as you saw the extremely short spandex shorts, rhinestones and colored jewels covering the cheap fabric underneath, paired with nothing but basically a bra covered in the same rhinestones and jewels. Moving it to the side, you felt a little better, seeing somewhat of a bodysuit, the only difference being, the pant legs of it being cut off into the same shortness as the shorts from before, at least this time you would have more coverage up top.
Making your way to your rehearsals, you waved to the sound workers, making sure your microphone was taped down on your cheek securely, before making your way onto the stage, nodding your head to the intro of your song "Are we doing full effort? Or just running through?" You asked softly, looking towards the stage manager and your manager "Let's just do full effort, You haven't performed in over six months? You're rusty" He replied, you just shot him a glare, rolling your eyes before starting your choreography, singing softly with your backtrack that played through the speakers at the side of the stage.
The boys tried their best to calmly walk inside, jumping up and down for a moment in excitement as they heard music echoing from down the hall, as they made their way closer, following the stage tech to the giant room, Seung Hyun's eyes immediately landing on you as you made your way down to the edge of the stage. You were more breathtaking in person, even in a loose hoodie and sweatpants, you still danced and dropped to the ground like it was absolutely nothing for you. As the music played in the background, allowing you a moment to catch your breath, you just continued to jump along to it, throwing your arms up as the beat faded out. The four boys quickly clapped loudly, bowing towards you as you turned your attention to them "Oh my god! I didn't know other people were here! I'm so sorry! I knew we should've just ran through it like usual" You apologized before turning to scold your manager, the boys just chuckled and protested "No! No! You're okay! That was amazing!" Seung Hyun argued, Dae-Sung smiling and nodding in agreement "Yea, we just got here! We're big fans!" He smiled, causing Seung Hyun to lightly smack his arm, not wanting to blow his cover of acting cool around you. "Awe! Thank you! I've heard your guys' music too, I have it in all of my workout playlists" You giggled, stepping down off of the stage, ignoring your managers protests that you still had one more song to run before you could run off. "BigBang right? Ji-Yong...Dae-Sung, Tae-Yang, and....Do you prefer Top or Seung Hyun?" You giggled, recalling their names the best you could, watching as each boy blushed brightly as your name fell from their lips. Each boy had their own crush on you for different reasons, but all of them fell almost under the same category, your confidence, especially whenever it came to your music videos and performances.
"U-Um..You can call me Seung Hyun" He smiled softly, watching as you smiled brightly, covering your cheeks slightly as you blushed slightly, his smile was even cuter in person. "Nice to meet you boys, I'm Y/n..as you know.." You giggled awkwardly, groaning as you heard the beginning of your song start to play, turning to flip your manager off before walking back to the stage. You two had a love-hate relationship, mainly hate, but with you being the biggest pop-star under your manager's contracts, he couldn't afford to lose you, and you were too big of a people pleaser to leave. Strutting around the stage to the music, you nodded your head lazily, it was your biggest song, so you had done the song and choreography a million times before. "Y/n." Your manager warned, you just rolled your eyes towards him before moving your arms, dragging your hands across your chest before flicking your hands with the beat of the music. As you kneeled down, you shot a glare to your manager, knowing damn well your ass would be on full view during this part if you wore either outfit you had, you rolled onto your hands and knees, crawling towards the edge of the stage for a few counts of the song, before rolling onto your back, bending on knee up as you rested a hand in your hair, panting loudly "I'm not doing that, and you can't force me, Christopher" You demanded, popping up to your feet "You will, or you can be on hiatus for another year" He threatened, narrowing your eyes as you marched towards him, you felt your blood boiling, how dare he threaten that? Whenever you've given the last eight years of your life to him, signing on with him at sixteen, and still staying at 24, even if you were tired of his shit. "You have me half naked on stage and on national television!" You shouted, jabbing his chest quickly, he was quick to catch your finger, holding it as he glared you down.
Seung Hyun clenched his fists, not liking the way your interaction seemed to be going, but Ji-Yong just stopped him from moving forward any "We have our arguments with YG, she has hers" He whispered, watching from afar as you yanked your hand away from your managers huffing loudly "It always responds better with audiences if you're dressed more revealing" You manager smirked, trying to keep his voice low as more of the artists started showing up, you just felt yourself become more angry, of course he was going to make it like you were the problem now. "I'm not wearing it, or I'm not doing the choreography." You snapped before storming towards your dressing room, feeling like you needed to leave before you ended up punching his stupid face. As you sat on your sofa, you glared harshly at the two outfits hanging on the rack, and then the one you had in your bag as a spare, the one you originally wanted. It was nothing special, just a pair of jeans and a crop-top that had come from your merch line that you had customized to be one of a kind by adding rips and adding pieces of your own Jewlery to it, along with a loose oversized flannel to go over.
You never noticed the knocking on your door, or your assistant letting in the tall K-pop star "If you keep glaring that hard, you might be lucky enough to cause them to catch fire" Seung Hyun noted, causing you to jump, turning your attention towards him as you caught your breath from the slight scare "Sorry! I'm so sorry, Aein!" He apologized quickly, he didn't mean to frighten you, he just wanted to make sure you were alright, and didn't need a teammate to kick your managers ass. "A..en?" You questioned, tilting your head as you continued to try and repeat the word, you weren't sure if he had just forgotten your name, or if it was some type of insult or compliment in Korean "Aein, It's um..Sweetheart" He replied, suddenly becoming flustered by his own flirty nickname for you "Oh...Ain" You tried, letting your head fall as you giggled "That's still not right is it?" You asked giggling, watching as Seung Hyun shook his head smiling "Aein.." He said slower this time, sounding out each syllable, watching as you nodded closely, excited to learn a new way to speak to others, and your fans from Korea. "Aein..You're an Aein too?" You questioned, he just laughed softly as your attempt, nodding as you finally somewhat pronounced it right "Very close, so, what's going on with grandpa out there?" He asked playfully, sitting on the chair across from you, you sighed looking at him "I'm sure you don't want to hear about all of that" You sighed, glancing at your watch, four hours until show time, Seung Hyun just shook his head sighing "Maybe I do?" He questioned, smiling a bit as you tilted your head "You know..I don't..sleep with other artists right?..That was a rumor-" Seung Hyun was quick to cut your nervous tone off "No! Aein, I just want to make sure you're alright!" He smiled, watching as you tilted your head even more before slowly sitting back on the couch "That's my manager, Chris, he's a good guy, just a man" You huffed before turning to look at the K-pop Idol that sat in front of you "No offense, I just mean, he fits that stereotypical, womanizer, asshole" You explained watching as he giggled and nodded at your cautiousness, whatever training agency you went through must've trained you for PR well especially if you were cautious around other celebrities in private. "He's got me in those outfits, dancing like I was, and everybody will see everything and It's going on tv so it will always be out there" You huffed, resting your head in your hands as you tried your best not to cry, you weren't really ever this emotional, but you felt trapped, like you had no options.
"Hey, hey, it's okay" Seung Hyun replied, moving quickly to sit next to you, rubbing your back gently as you tried your best to not cry. "I don't know what to do, and I'm crying to a man I just met" You huffed, laughing at yourself softly, glancing up to your vanity mirror huffing loudly "I look so fucking stupid" You whispered, trying to wipe the tears and makeup off of your face, that's whenever Seung Hyun first noticed that whenever you were on stage, it was all for show, while you might've been confident, you didn't seem as confident as you were. "You don't, I think you're just, stressed right now" He whispered, growing frustrated as he tried to think of the words to explain that you were alright and all idols get like that, but his mind was blanking, only thinking of them in his own language. You took a deep breath, giving Seung Hyun a soft smile "That's sweet, but there's nothing shaking my opinion, anyways, what're you doing in here?" You asked, realizing as your emotions started to calm, Seung Hyun never really stated why he was there "Well, at first I was just checking on you, but now, after hearing your outfit situation, I think I have an idea" He smirked playfully, standing up as he grabbed your drink off of your vanity walking over to your outfits before raising his eyebrows “ready?” He asked, trying to hide his smile as you giggled evilly, knowing this was going to piss your manager off “do ittt!” You shouted watching as he pretended to trip in order to spill your drink on your performing outfits “oh nooo! You can’t wear them anymore!” He said sarcastically, laughing, watching as you giggled loudly standing up “I guess I’ll just have to wear my spare then" You laughed playfully, getting your spare outfit, laying it over the back of the couch, smiling as Seung Hyun set the cup back down turning to face you.
"That was really sweet" You smiled softly, nudging his arm gently as you nodded towards the speaker that sat installed in the ceiling as it chimed in to let you know they were calling someone on stage for rehearsals "BigBang members, please make your way to the stage" The speaker said, before repeating the phrase one more time, Seung Hyun smiling sadly at you "See you later?" He asked softly, you giggled a bit, acting like you were thinking hard "I don't know...I don't normally let fans in my dressing rooms" You giggled softly, Seung Hyun gasped looking at you in shock "I'm kidding! I'm kidding! Yes, You'll see me later" You giggled softly, holding onto the door as you watched Seung Hyun take a slight step out before looking at you "Got it..and Y/n?...No matter what you wear?..I think you're yeppeo" He whispered softly, smiling softly as you gave him the same confused expression as before "I'm..awesome?" You giggled playfully, watching as he chuckled softly, a blush rising to his cheeks "It means...pretty or beautiful" He replied, doing his best to translate for you, giggling softly you covered your face "See you later, Seung Hyun" You whispered, watching as he waved goodbye, before walking towards stage with his friends.
As you sat on the couch, in your dressing room, you wondered why you were so suddenly drawn to the K-pop star, he was tall, and very attractive, but there was just something else about him. Maybe it was the fact, that everybody in the world was sure that you were full of yourself and had an ego bigger than the universe, but Seung Hyun seemed to see straight through that, seeing you for who you really were. A stuck, insecure, sweet, shy 24 year old, that just wanted to do best for your fans, not worrying about anything other than that. As you tilted your head slightly, you decided to try your best to learn some common lines in Korean, wanting to be able to communicate better with the boys while you're here, especially Seung Hyun. As Seung Hyun finally entered your dressing room again, he laughed, noticing your state, that was the exact same as last time, except your glare was set on your laptop. "Aein? I can't pour a drink on that" He joked playfully, you just let yourself fall back "Well, I'm trying to learn this, but I can't seem to fucking pronounce that" You huffed loudly, handing your laptop over to the taller man, Seung Hyun couldn't contain his blush as he noticed the phrase you had typed out in English, Korean, and the pronunciations for each word. 'You guys did amazing, best rapper I've ever met'
You both ended up sitting there for the rest of the three hours you had before the show started, Seung Hyun helping you learn different phrases in Korean, even some of their songs, so you could follow along with them as they performed. You would all be rushed from the red carpet, straight to performing, you knew you were the last to perform, before you and the boys announced the winners, you both being the biggest names there. As you watched the boys perform, your eyes were trained on Seung Hyun, watching in awe as he moved around the stage, his deep voice echoing through the microphone as he rapped quickly, his eyes catching yours for a moment as he passed. He could feel his heart flutter whenever he caught your gaze, seeing how amazed you looked, while only looking at him. As you swapped places, and did your set, you smiled at Seung Hyun, looking at him, any chance you got as your manager was silently raging from the side of the stage at your outfit change. As your performance ended, and you all wrapped up the awards show, you smiled at Seung Hyun "Going back home, Aein?" You smiled, proud of yourself for properly pronouncing the nickname, Seung Hyun gave you a similar proud smile "That was perfect! And yea...we are" He whispered softly, grabbing your hands gently, moving to bid you a farewell before you were quick to wrap your arms around him in a hug. "Thank you for helping me tonight, Seung Hyun, You're a good person, and I hope I get the chance to see you again" You whispered, squeezing him slightly as he hugged you back "Anytime, Aein, Seriously, I'm sure I can spill a lot more drinks, especially if it means more of the Y/n, I saw tonight. You seemed so happy, about everything" He smiled playfully, rubbing your back before pulling away, you smiled a bit rocking on your feet, never had you ever had someone read you so well, so quickly, yet here Seung Hyun was, reading you like every secret and insecurity was exposed for him to see, without you ever saying a word.
"I'm always happy to perform.. I just, Don't want to show off my body in order to feel loved and accepted" You shrugged softly before sighing "But, that's show-biz, is it not?" You joked, watching as Seung Hyun sighed softly "There are people who love and accept you for exactly who you are, Y/n, you've just got to hold out and wait" He whispered, cupping your cheek gently before giving you a soft smile "I had my manager contact your manager, so you should be getting my number soon" He smiled softly, bidding you one last goodbye before his manager pulled him away so they could make their flight back home. Seung Hyun could feel his heart drop, and his chest feel heavier as he walked away, he wanted to stay with you longer, just a few hours, wasn't enough for him, he wanted to hear you talk forever, learn everything about you. As he went to get into the car they had to take them to the airport, you stopped him for one last hug "Be safe.. Okay?" You whispered, giving him one last squeeze before pulling away "I will, Aein, just for you" He whispered, smiling as he watched you covered your blush quickly with your hands, giggling softly, you swatted at his arm gently "Are you flirting with me?" You giggled as he climbed into the car "Only if you want me too" Seung Hyun joked playfully, you just giggled loudly, shaking your head playfully as you sighed "You're too cute, Seung Hyun, message me whenever you land, please?" You whispered, standing back so the other boys could file into the car "I will, Aein, get inside before you freeze" He replied sweetly, his tone slightly demanding as you shivered from the chilly fall breeze. Nodding as you laughed softly, moving back towards the doors, waving the boys goodbye as the car pulled away.
"You like him!~" Your assistant sang out, approaching from behind, you just blushed brightly as you turned around "He's so charming! It's like he knows me without knowing me! He even invited me to an art show in a few months!" You squealed excitedly, your assistant squealing with you, happy to see you this excited again, especially since your off year started. "Ooo~ Y/n L/n and K-Pop Idol, T.O.P, I like it" Your manager cheered as he approached "Noo! Keep your grimy little PR fingers away from him! Private life things!" You groaned, watching as he laughed as your actions "Honey nothing is a private life in the Music industry" He replied, causing your assistant and you both to roll your eyes, your assistant quick to step forward "Christopher, So help me, if you interfere with this, or ruin it for our girl, I will kill you, sound good?" She threatened lowly, you nodded your head as he glanced at you, sighing as he sent over a forwarded message of Seung Hyun's number "There, if anything I helped her" He sassed, you just giggled excitedly, pulling your phone out, knowing exactly what he meant as you immediately started to message your new friend, and growing crush.
'Hey! <3 It's Y/n, It's going to be about 10k for those outfits :)'
'10K!? What were they made out of?'
'I'm kidding! <33 Miss you already, bestie, hanging out isn't fun whenever you're not here'
'Aww Aein, you're too kind <3'
You giggled reading his message, carrying your phone close to your chest as you made your way out to the car, your driver taking you back home as you patiently waited for a message from Seung Hyun saying he landed. Excited to hear from again, even if it was just through text messages, he still managed to make you feel more seen than everybody ever has.
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What do you think lovelies? <333 I'm definitely doing a part two because this is just too cute! <3 Excited to hear from you!!
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Brat Training
"Mmm, I always thought your girlfriend Lana had a dorky body, but now that I'm in control, I can see she just didn't use it to its full potential. Like, look at these tits? They're way bigger than mine.
Oh didn't she tell you? She hired me to 'train' her body and mind. I'm like a life coach but I take control of my clients body's. Lucky for your girlfriend that I gave her a friends and family discount even though I am far from being either. We went to high school together and see was such a dweeb and clearly still is if she needed my help.
Bet she used to whine about me, calling me bitchy bully Becky. She was right, too. I was such a nasty slut in high school but no one dared to mess with me. Clearly that's why your lame girlfriend asked for my help. Dead end job, no fashion sense, being walked over by everyone, including you. But that ends today. I've already made some positive changes.
And her wardrobe? Oh, she dressed like she was still in high school. But with this body and her new clothes that I bought by maxing out her card, I'm going to make sure everyone knows what a queen looks like. I'll wear those tight dresses she was too scared to even think about.
And her voice, oh, her voice! She always spoke so quietly, like she was afraid of her own shadow. But now, it's a perfectly bratty tone that will make everyone do as I... or I mean, as she says. Just this morning I was able to get one of the baristas at her favourite coffee place fired for spelling her name wrong on the cup. Just a few choice words and my new manicure tapping on the counter had the manager fold so fast.
Oh, and those friends of hers, so dorky and annoying, well I’ve kicked them to the curb. They were holding her back. You should have seen the looks on their faces when I made fun of them one by one. They were so crushed that even if Lana wanted to reverse the damage I’ve done, her friends would be too afraid to trust her.
See what your girlfriend never understood was that being a hawt bully was the only way to get what you want. Now that I’ve turned her into one she’s going to have no problem getting everything and anyone that she desires.
But you know what I’m desiring right now? You. Oh don’t worry baby it’s not cheating if it’s her body. Besides you want to be familiar with her new bitchy energy when she takes over right?
First off, I'm going to get down on my knees, right in front of you, and I'm going to take your big cock in my mouth like you've never felt before. This mouth, it's not going to be all shy whispers anymore. It's going to work you, tease you, show you what a real blowjob feels like. I'll look up at you with these big eyes, all innocent and yet so fucking naughty, watching your reaction as I take you deeper, make you moan like you never have.
Then, when you're at the edge, I'll stand up, push you down, and climb on top. This body, it's going to ride you like it was made for it. I'll move my hips in ways she never could, make you feel every inch of this new, improved version of her. I'll lean down, let those big, beautiful tits brush against your face, driving you wild.
We'll change positions, because I want to feel you from every angle. From behind, where I can show off this new, sexy arch in my back, taking you deep, making those sounds she was too embarrassed to make. And then, on your back again, where I'll grind down, slow and deep, watching your face, knowing I'm in control now, knowing I'm giving you the best damn sex of your life.
And all the while, I'll whisper in your ear, tell you how much better it is with me in charge, how this body was wasted on her, but now, it's yours to enjoy, in ways you never thought possible. Because, baby, I’m never leaving. This is my body now and this is just the beginning."
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azul: if you're going to loiter around the lounge, then make yourselves USEFUL at the very least
kyra and siyun: aight
unhappy with this situation are:
- AZUL. he can’t believe that on top of being annoying, these two are 💔💔💔💔C-C-C-COMPETENT
- FLOYD. HEAR ME OUT, i feel like he'd be happy he can see kyra even at work and they can hang out even MORE. and sure, he's always known kyra was pretty popular for her looks, but this is the first time he sees so many people admire her for her skills AND her looks. and it pisses him off⁉️ for whatever reason since kyra is his platonic gal pal homie bestest buddie forever⁉️ and NOTHINGG more⁉️/lh
WAIT IM ACTUALLY OBSESSED W THIS. CANON IN MY HEART THIS IS SO FUNNY WHKEPROSLS
⬇️ Later….
Azul after his two best employees are also his two biggest opps 😭⁉️⁉️
Siyun and Kyra once again never NEVER giving Azul any sense of peace EVER. I bet u the only reason why Kyra is being such a good employee and not ditching is because she wants to mess w Azul and spite him HELP
The way he GENUINELY wouldn’t be able to get rid of them either after this???? Because???? Theyre both def pretty popular with the customers and top tier employees so. Realistically he CAN’T fire them because they both bring good business…. But lawd does he want to………
Floyd being pissed by it is so funny to me though HELEPEPMEE THE WAY YOU DESCRIVED IT MAKE ME GIGGLE SM THATS LITERALLY IT
He’d be SO annoyed … even more so because he doesn’t understand WHY he’s even annoyed?? In the first place????? The guy is angrily cooking the entire time too i bet HELPSP
He’d definetly be over the moon about it too at first and going on about how fun it’ll be but then . He sees all that . And now hes having second thoughts someone save Kyra she’d be SO CONFUSED
I LOVE HOW SIYUN AND JADE ARE JUST CHILLING. I LOVE THEM LMFAOOO😭😭 i just know Jade is makign fun of Floyd the entire time too WWHAHAHHAA
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I have a challenge for you :3
Write the most angsty thing possible for your current fav character!
I'm talking about hurt and NO COMFORT AT ALL. Could be unrequited feelings, MCD, whatever makes you cry the most!
Have fun :)
A Lost Bet
Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Unrequited Love, Emotional Manipulation, Power Dynamics, Toxic Relationships, Betrayal, Emotional Hurt, Ambiguous Ending, Aventurine-centric.
Warnings: Emotional abuse, Themes of manipulation, Heartbreak, Unreciprocated feelings, Self-worth issues, Subtle references to past trauma, Heavy focus on emotional pain.
A/N: I probably could've come up with something else, but I remembered that I make you guys suffer nonetheless. My first-ever Aventurine fic was already traumatizing enough that someone actually wanted a second part (not angst ver of it ahaha) of it 🧍♀️. Welp, enjoy! 🫶💖
The air was thick with tension, the scent of luxury mingling with the bitter taste of regret. The grand hall of the IPC's high-rise echoed with the hushed whispers of the elite, but to you, the room might as well have been empty. The only thing that mattered was the cold weight of your heart, the hollow pit that seemed to grow larger with each passing moment.
Aventurine stood at the center, a commanding figure draped in his trademark elegance, his eyes flicking between his rivals with calculated precision. His smile, that all-too-perfect mask, never wavered. But you saw it—his hand, hidden behind his back, the subtle tremor that betrayed the façade.
"Another gamble," you thought bitterly. The same game, over and over again.
You watched him, and the truth settled in like a stone in your chest. He wasn’t playing with them. He was playing with you.
You had always admired his brilliance, his charm, his strategic genius. At first, it had been exciting—this dazzling, dangerous man who made life feel like a thrilling chessboard, where every move was calculated and every word was laced with meaning. But now... now, you couldn’t ignore the gnawing ache of your own helplessness. The way he looked at you, like you were one of his many pieces on the board—expendable, replaceable.
You thought you were special. You wanted to believe it, with all your heart. But that was before you understood his game, before you saw the way he treated his allies, his enemies, and you.
"Do you want to know how I can predict every move, every outcome, even before it happens?" Aventurine’s voice cut through the haze of your thoughts, and you were momentarily brought back to reality. He had approached you, his smile like a blade, his words deliberate, venomously sweet.
You looked up at him, trying to mask the pain with a smile that never quite reached your eyes. "Tell me," you replied, your voice distant, hollow.
He leaned in close, his breath warm against your ear. "It’s simple. I don’t need to predict them. I make them happen. I control the game, every time."
Your breath hitched, and something inside you snapped. He controls everything. The thoughts, the words, the actions—all of it was part of a bigger plan. A plan where you were nothing but a mere spectator. Maybe a pawn, at best.
He stepped back, his gaze scanning the room, as if he had already moved on. "I'll let you in on a little secret," he continued, his voice smooth like silk. "The greatest risk is never losing. It’s letting someone else think they matter."
And then it hit you. That was the cruelest thing about him—he never truly let anyone matter. Not you. Not anyone.
You had never mattered to him, had you? Not in the way you had hoped. Not in the way you had wanted.
"You're not the first to think that," you said, your voice barely above a whisper. It took everything in you not to break. "But I suppose that’s part of your charm, isn't it?"
Aventurine’s smile faltered for just a fraction of a second. He never let his emotions show for long, but you saw it—something fleeting. Something that looked like... regret? No. It couldn’t be. Not from him. You’d never meant that much.
His hand slid away from his back, and for the briefest moment, you saw the glittering ring on his finger, the one that symbolized his control, his power. That was all he cared about, wasn’t it? Power. The gamble. The game. Not you. Never you.
You clenched your fists, the burning realization cutting deep. You had played his game long enough, believed in a love that was never there. And now? Now the cost was your soul.
Aventurine’s voice snapped you from your thoughts. "It’s a shame," he said, his tone shifting, colder now. "I really did think you might be the one to understand. But it seems you’re just like the rest."
The words stung, but you didn’t let him see it. Instead, you nodded, your heart already breaking into pieces. "Goodbye, Aventurine."
And just like that, the final gambit had been played. The stakes had been too high, and you were the one who had lost. He had already moved on.
As you turned away, you heard him speak one last time, his voice detached, as if addressing a passing thought.
“Don’t gamble with things you can’t afford to lose.”
Your steps echoed through the empty hallway, each one heavier than the last. You had been a fool, thinking he could ever love you. In his world, love was just another risk.
And in the end, you were nothing more than a lost bet.
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Sylus of course, is aware of Caleb’s particular brand of possessiveness and need to be the one to fulfill your needs.
He sends Mephisto to your place, anytime he knows Caleb is visiting.
“Oh hey, can you get me the wasabi?” you ask from the couch where you and Caleb are about to watch a movie with sushi after realizing you had left it in the counter.
“Sure,” he responds, eagerly, ready to do anything, everything for you. Remind you why you need him in your life.
Mephisto, whose voice module has been mysteriously reprogrammed to say kitten!, kitten!, instead of caw!, caw!, reaches the wasabi container first, bringing it back to you with a smug flourish of feathers before Caleb makes it to the kitchen.
Caleb’s fingers itch to reach for his giant hand cannon. He eyes Mephisto with a flat look. “Doesn’t it bother you that… Skye keeps an eye on you through his bird?”
You fix him with your own deadpan look. “The same way you do through alerts from all my devices?”
He looks away. "It's for your own good."
"Pretty sure that's Skye's excuse too," you say drily, popping sashimi into your mouth.
Sylus was already filling your fridge on a weekly basis. And now he just makes sure it’s particularly stuffed when he knows Caleb will be visiting.
“Do we need to run to the store before dinner?” Caleb asks you one late Saturday afternoon.
You shake your head. “No need. I think Skye already had his chef deliver some meals yesterday.”
“Yeah, but I bet Skye’s personal chef didn’t make your favorite braised chicken wings,” he responds, determined to prove that he can still provide something that the illustrious Skye can’t.
You bite your lip. “Actually…”
Caleb just laughs, looking a little defeated.
You’re pissed at him. Which is why you’ve been letting him stew about the friend you made while he was gone, and casually letting him know that while absolutely devastated, you managed without him. That you had to keep living—you had to try to move on, when you thought he was dead. After he let you think he was dead for a year. You're also pissed that he pulled some crazy shit while you were in Skyhaven, but to be fair, it wasn’t any worse than what Sylus did to you when you first met him.
You finally decide to have mercy on Caleb and introduce the two most important men in your life to each other.
Sylus is looking forward to finally meeting the colonel. He has a bet with the twins that he can get him to short circuit within the span of an evening. All in good fun, of course. He knows that Caleb is important to you. That you grew up together, shaped each other, love each other. Which is why he’s enjoying tormenting him, just a little, as compensation for how hurt you were by his 'death.'
But his support and respect for Caleb's place in your life won't get in the way of Sylus having a little fun. Just as a little treat for himself.
Caleb would be driven insane by Sylus being in your life, a short sketch:
As you’re pulling out your wallet to pay for lunch one sunny afternoon, Caleb asks, “Whose black card is that?”
“Oh, my friend… Skye’s.”
“Friend, huh?” His pretty indigo eyes narrow in a way that’s unfamiliar to you, like so many things about him are unfamiliar to you now.
“Since when are you a fan of Rothko?” he asks, looking at the painting Sylus had given you, hanging in your bedroom.
“Oh, it was a gift from Skye. He said it reminded him of me.”
Caleb leans closer to it, brows furrowed in concentration, dark hair sweeping over his forehead. “Is it… an original?”
Your eyes widen. “Of course not, goober. I’m sure it’s just one of those really fancy reproductions.”
Later, Caleb feels behind the canvas, finds the certificate of authenticity. His arm short circuits from the resulting neural activity.
“I didn’t know you could afford brands like these on a hunter’s salary.” He trails his augmented fingers along the soft, luxurious fabric of the clothes hanging in your closet. “It must pay a lot, being the best of the best, huh Pipsqueak?”
“Oh,” you say absently, reading on your bed while Caleb folds and puts away your laundry. “Skye is a clothes horse, he’s always sending me stuff after his shopping sprees.”
“Ah,” he says, low. His silence feels really, really loud.
“What kind of business did you say your… friend, Skye, was it? Is in?”
You glance up from the reports you’re working on at your laptop at the kitchen island. "Huh?"
Caleb stands in the middle of your living room, holding the sniper rifle with the ruby-encrusted grip and custom-made silencer that Sylus had gifted you after getting fed up with how often your preference for blades got you injured. Try taking them out from a distance, Kitten. Have some of that famous Hunter compassion and spare me some heart attacks, okay? I’m not immortal, after all. My heart can’t take seeing you hurt this often.
You shake your head a little. “Oh.” You freeze. Remember the lie Sylus always tells, so smoothly, when your friends ask him what he does. “He’s a… fruit vendor.”
Caleb frowns, and it’s jarring on his normally cheerful face. “I think it’s time I meet your new friend, Pipsqueak.”
#love and deepspace#this is the fic i'll never write#because i can't make mc choose between them#and i don't have confidence in writing a good poly relationship yet#but i like to imagine that in a world where both guys exist they live happily together forever#i just am going to have fun driving caleb nuts for a while until i'm over being irritated with what he pulled in skyhaven#the same way i felt after we met sylus
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OPEN THE CURTAINS!!!
I bet you all weren't expecting me ~ :)
Looks like Aspen will be joining RTV's tour!
@4thwallbreakerdraws2
They're a very crazy and not sane goober 💥
I'll get on how they are because I haven't done any proper introduction of them 💜
They are a egotistical, and incredibly unhinged person! Best example I would give of their personality is literally Shadow Milk Cookie from CRK. If you're a fan/player, you'd know 😔💥
I apologize for the gifs but these are just so them 😭
Btw, they do 𝙉𝙊𝙏 like anyone besides their Puzzles [ no unfortunately this doesn't count RTV lmao ✨ ]
They will be the worst person to interact with even if you haven't even interacted nor met them before.
Don't worry they will probably try to behave 💜
Suit plus expression sheet!
Unique thing about them is that depending on their mood, there hair thing can change!
This includes the eyes ✨ [ check upper right of image ]
Dw if you don't actually follow his unique expressions tho it's completely fine.
Hope fully you can understand my drawing cuz my god it's messy af 😭
That's uhhhhh about it! If ya have any questions don't be afraid to reach me out in DMS, I don't mind =D
That's about all aishsiahsishsihs I hope you enjoy this silly ahhh maniac 💜💜💜
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A few minutes prior..
Aspen... You're actually going?
Yep!
... But I heard the guy who does the tour is a bitch from what I heard.
Still won't stop me!
...... Why are you even going???
Just for fun =]
But who else is going to help with the fil-
Don't worry boss I'll be done with this in a jiffy I'll be going buh byeeeee =D
.... Why do I even have you employed.
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NUMBER ONE GIRL
54. everybody wants you (written)
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Karaoke sounded like a good idea, but seeing all these strangers staring at the bunch of drunk assholes who just arrived makes you have second thoughts about it. Different from other karaoke places you've been to, this seems more like a club. There are private rooms but they're too small and where's the fun in that anyway.
"Let's sing 'ME!'!" Beomgyu rakes your hand and basically drags you across the room to get to the improvised stage.
Your brain is foggy and you know you're gonna regret all of this tomorrow, but right now you're having fun. Just for tonight, Beomgyu is your bestie and your friends get along. Moreover, Yeonjun and Minho are still having the time of their lives taking shots and laughing with each other. This is almost too good to be true.
Beomgyu's voice is surprisingly alluring, even when he's drunk. You're dancing and screaming and it's just so fun.
"And you can't spell awesome without me!" You hear your friends sing along while you're both jumping around.
You don't even notice Yeonjun's eyes following your every move and his dorky smile that makes his eyes almost disappear.
"Listen to me!" Minho screams at him and they go back to whatever argument they were having.
Drink after drink, and song after song, the fun seems to be never ending. Yeji is having the time of her life with Felix and even Karina is having a few drinks with Lia. You really hope they end up dating or something, Karina deserves to be happy.
Yeonjun is just being his clingy self and it's been an hour since he decided you need to be in his arms at all times. Not that you're complaining. It's actually nice being with him after spending so much time with your friends. You love your friends, but you also love just existing with Yeonjun.
It's almost 4:00 am and the place is even more crowded than when you first arrived. Some of your friends are nowhere to be seen and a bunch of them are taking shots at the bar.
"You're having fun?" Yeonjun is so tender and soft, caressing your cheek as if you're made of glass and dragging his words cause he's just so drunk.
"I think you're the one having fun," you laugh and he just whines.
Not too far from there, Minho is drunk as hell and just complaining about everything to Chan. He keeps staring at you and wishing he was the one making you laugh right now.
"He's an idiot!" He says for the eleventh time.
Chan just keeps rolling his eyes at him. "You said you were gonna step aside."
"But I don't want to, why does he get the girl? It's not fair." He's just being childish and maybe even a little selfish.
"And what are you gonna do about it?" Chan is so done with this conversation.
"Something remarkable!"
Out of everyone in here, Minho is the last person anyone would expect to walk up to the stage and type the name of some mystery song.
"Cam I have your attention, please?" He sounds drunk and some people cheer, they're as drunk as him. "So, it has come to my attention that some shit is just not fair. Like I don't get it. I was there first and sure I messed up but it wasn't so bad. This doesn't make sense, but whatever. Fuck you, Yeonjun."
Some people laugh, even Yeonjun does, but a lot of smiles falter when the song starts.
"Oh my fucking god!" Beomgyu is almost hyperventilating in the background.
"Gleaming, twinkling..." Even when drunk, Minho's voice is sweet and surprisingly soothing.
Yeonjun smiles and even sings along. You're also having fun until you make eye contact with Minho and he doesn't look away. He's been looking at you since he got on that stage, he's been looking at you the whole night and you're now uncomfortably aware of it.
You take another shot and look away from him. It doesn't make sense. He's your friend, he's not singing about you.
The song ends and before Minho gets to say anything, Chan snatches the mic and makes a joke about having to pay Minho. Of course, it was a bet, you relax at the thought and go back to having fun with your boyfriend.
However, someone on the sidelines doesn't seem so convinced.
"This is gonna be a fucking mess..."
notes:
I'm really really really sorry for making you wait so much for the update 😭 (stuff came up and I was super busy but I think everything is falling into place so you won't have to wait as much for the next part)
made a mistake and forgot to add something but it's all done now 😅
Minho is drunk af
Chan is a real one
and I'm so in love with yn and jun (I almost feel bad for what's gonna happen in the near future)
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Ok I have an idea... I want to you pick all Pedro's characters or your favorite whatever you want and tell your opinion of who would pick boobs and who would pick ass in preference on a woman (I just saw this on Twitter about what men prefer and I think it would be fun to do with the Pedro's characters... Also if you want obviously you can add the other triple frontier boys 🫣).
OKOKOKOK 👀
Wait it's like you're in my head because this is something I've thought about A LOT. lol 💕 (I’ll get into the other triple frontier boys soon)
Okay let's get into it!
(adult subject matter under the cut, what can I tell you. 18+, I am using female pronouns for all of these)
Joel Miller; Tits. hands DOWN titties. I have thought this since before the show came out, this man is mesmerized by a set of tits and I will die on that hill. He is of the firm belief that all boobs are good boobs, and he cannot fall sleep without his hand up your shirt, full titty grab. You know those tiktoks where women flash their partners in the middle of an argument? That would absolutely work on Joel, he'd sigh, stare, lick his lips and then grunt a "now you're not playin' fair darlin'" *bonus - favourite position; being ridden so he has tits in his face.
Francisco Morales: Ass. Frankie is an ass-man through and through without a doubt. He's a grabber, he's the boyfriend / husband that can't help but give your ass a good crack every time he walks by and if you squeal he laughs and apologizes but says he cannot help it and then threatens to bite it. Every time he greets you, you can bet that his hand will creep down and get a big handful. *favourite position; doggy, because ass.
Marcus Pike: He gives me ass-man vibes. It's not to the extent of Frankie, but he can definitely appreciate a nice handful. He's been known to slip his hand down in the middle of a makeout sesh and get himself a good grip. We all know Marcus is a gentleman, but once he gets in the mood he's a bit rough, and that means you're going to get a bit bruised, manhandled. *favourite position; missionary, man is a romantic and wants to kiss.
Marcus Acacius: I genuinely don't think Marcus is partial to one more than the other, I think he just likes a woman's body. He loves tits, he loves the ass, he loves legs and pretty eyes and everything that comes along with the woman he's interested in. *favourite position; missionary, I think it just goes with the time.
Ezra: I think Ezra is a hedonist, and like Marcus A. he likes it all, but unlike him, Ezra is more feral about it. So when it's titty time? He's coming on them, he's rubbing it into your skin. When he's in an ass-mood? He's begging to come inside it, he's biting hard enough to leave the indents of his teeth. *favourite position; cowgirl, he wants to see you get wild, likes to watch shit bounce, likes to get wet.
Din Djarin: Ass-man. I think Din like how much he can grab at once, he likes how big his hands are. A lot of the time you're together, a lot of the time you're 'courting' you don't see much of him, so you end up getting bent over things and with that- comes a few spanks. *favourite position; honestly? whatever he can manage in the time you have.
Dieter Bravo: (on a woman, different obviously if he's dating a man, or a non-binary person) Tits. This man wants tits in his face at all times. Look at him, he'd motorboat you before leaving the house even if he's going to the store to grab a Diet Coke. No other notes, he just likes titties. *favourite position; 69, he wants it messy and intense.
Javier Peña: He's an ass-man, that big hand is reaching down to grab at a cheek whenever he's within arms reach. Javi is a biter, he likes to nip and get a squeal. A thong sends him into a frenzy, and if you're topless too? You're getting bent over the nearest surface. *favourite position; doggy, obviously.
Marcus Moreno: He gives me titty man, and secretly kind of obsessive about it. He can get a little intense, likes when you're really oversensitive, likes to bury his face in your cleavage, just loves tits. I don't think he could resist (what he would consider) a nice ass but tits are his favourite. *favourite position; I think he likes being ridden, likes to watch you move, and obviously titties bouncing.
Dave York: I'm not sure if it's an unpopular opinion but I've always thought of Dave as an ass-man. I think he loves to kiss, and slip his hand down and squeeze, but more than that - he'd slip his hand down a little further than is necessary, fingers slipping between the legs. He'd love the gasp, he'd love the widening of the eyes, he'd love to smile and press a soft kiss to your forehead after. *favourite position; I think the'd like the seashell (missionary but your legs are on his shoulders)
Jack (Whiskey): I think it depends on the day. Some days - when you're wearing something low cut - the tits cast a spell, he's all over them. Some days, it's all about the ass, full palm smacks and rough grabs. He's very versatile. *favourite position; cowgirl, either reverse or regular.
Oberyn Martell: Ass man, just hands down, those hands are all over it. He's a little more tender than the others I think, instead of smacks and rough grabs, it would be more of a soft but firm pulling you into his orbit. It's a gentle, but purposeful pulling off of your robes with soft kisses across your belly, and then on the swell of your ass. *favourite position; whichever one gets you pregnant faster.
Max Phillips: Max likes pussy, to be frank. Ass, tits, it's all good, they both have veins he can tap, before he taps. *favourite position; all of them.
Dio Morrisey: big titty goth girlfriend BIG TITTY GOTH GIRLFRIEND, baby bat likes titties, and I stand by that. No other notes, he likes titties, he likes cleavage, he wants them in and around his face at all times. *favourite position; I think Dio is a bit of a secret softie, he likes spooning sex in the morning, or at night, or after a nap, any time you're horizontal.
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So, this week's episode...
[spoilers below cut]
...sighs
looks like i owe my sibling 10 dollars ← betting that the sonic 3 episode would come out
(the following is my live reaction:)
so Costco, eh? and with Meggy, Melony, Mario, and Bob? This will be interesting
as always, you gotta have your conveniently placed "World's Biggest Meat Grinder" there ofc 😌↕️
Bob... PLEASE REPHRASE wtf dude
not in this economy, no (not even eggs are worth it)
new bed? wait what happened to the...oh
"you're not my friends anymore" [*gets war flashbacks*] oh god, there was Mr Puzzles, then Tari, and now Melony got this line
"Ink, they reused old audio before" and yet the pattern is there. Puzzles and Tari feared that they were gonna lose the people they held dear. And if Melony had this as a nightmare, the same can be said. As to why, hmmmm *game theory theme starts playing*
uh anyway here's Melony being cute :)
fun fact for the day: NEVER LEAVE MARIO AND BOB UNSUPERVISED
can we get them in those kid backpacks with leashes?
Meggy, what are you talking about? We HAVE to get the racecar bed!!
also Meggy don't say that word, the fandom's already going insane over the steam and flareglow mystery as it is ← says a theorist who has already gone crazy
y'know I should've suspected a racecar bed to be an actual car (I was close tho)
never thought we would get this Mario and Bob dynamic again and y'know what? I'm all for it! It's a nice different flavor of chaos I could get used to
It IS important, it's to see the mattress's durability and stiffness bc back pain is just awful (there goes your spine). plus, we aren't getting one that was found by the dumpster
can we get a pillow fight in an episode? SLEEPOVER EPISODE?
things would've been worse if we were in IKEA, Meggy
oh... we got Leggy again...
well, a new thing is that she can change at will. BUT I think it kinda defeats the purpose of Leggy "off to a better place" back at WOTFI 2024. I think it could've been done better at a different episode when her past trauma overwhelms her and turns into Leggy, even more if Mr Puzzles escapes and finds her. I know for a fact that no one has gotten therapy and Meggy did say in the New Year's Special that those were traumatic memories.
Basically what I'm saying is: Meggy thinks her trauma (as well as everyone else's) is past them bc Mr Puzzles is in solitary confinement when it's really not, and THAT will eventually reach a certain limit ← this could've been executed better if Leggy wasn't in this episode and let Puzzles marinate some more, hopefully that makes sense
also Leggy's screams kinda give me sensory issues but that's me thing ANYWAY BACK TO THE EPISODE
ofc if you find the perfect bed, you're already dead asleep :)
THERE'S THAT LINE AGAIN, I'm telling you it's foreshadowing
AND AGAIN AUGH
love the Danny Phantom theme add-in
...WAIT NONONO YOU CAN'T JUST LET IT PASS BY WITHOUT ME NOTICING THE SAME BED USED IN WESTERN SPAGHETTI
"...Ink" Just let me me have my moment of exaggeration, I'll come back to sanity in a second
hey, i'm just living proof that a theorist brain can go haywire at the smallest things
"I work everywhere" Shroomy 🤝 Karen
FLASHBACK TIME YESSSS
...oh....can we talk about this for a second?
The fact that Melony's past has been recontextualized again and again, it somehow makes sense. Well, kinda.
All of Melony's memories are through HER point of view. We can take the conversation between her mom and dad as true but we might not know how far this problem is.
Hear me out: in the role of a child, you would view your parents as friends (depending on how much you see them caring for one another) since the concept of romantic relationships/marriage is a bit more complex to know at that age. It's why Melony interprets her mom leaving them as the friendship ending between them, "you aren't my friend anymore". Again, Melony was pretty young when it happened but it truly stuck with her, and this mentality of "friendship ending = losing them forever" as she had it with Axol Jr. in that nightmare (the closest thing to Axol when she lost him) and then to her friends.
Now, I'm not sure if I should include the memory trip from Revelations (bc of her not remembering having a family at all) but regardless, I think Melony blames herself for her parents separating in the first place. It's normal for children in a scenario like this to believe they are the cause. As said in Revelations, Melony thought she was a "bad daughter". And in the nightmares she had, SHE believes to the cause of losing those friendships as well.
There is still that gap of time between her growing up to when she debuted on the show so the question is: did she leave her dad behind bc of the past guilt she had? And perhaps had even more guilt afterward to leave her dad by himself after everything?
The image of a perfect family in Revelations and her being the "bad daughter that has forgotten about her family", it's pretty sad to think about, and no doubt I feel bad for her :(
EVERYONE NEEDS THERAPY STAT
Mario being the voice of reason, we love to see it
guys, it's not a baby smh /silly
oh good Melony's okay... right?
and the episode ends, we got a bed at least :D y'know, it's just another Saturday
Congrats to alex-dolmatescu2-0 (here on Tumblr) for your art being featured at the end credits! 🎉
we're just not going to think about the implications as to why the Team decided to pick it for this episode, still great fanart tho :)
also this,
i think it was an editing mistake lol (...or IS IT? jkjk)
.・-: ✧ :--: ✧ :-・.
Well, chat, this is a good episode. I wouldn't say that it was a life-changing, plot-driven episode but it was okay.
Ofc I did love the Mario and Bob dynamic and some depth on Melony. There were definitely things, like the Leggy part, that could've been executed better/be placed in a better episode.
The year has started so I don't expect much to be absolutely perfect from the Team, they're trying. I still enjoyed it, don't get me wrong.
Then there's stuff whacking at my theorist brain but we don't need to talk about that.
And apparently, we got a new member on the Team, Max Sturz (also known as WizardzWiz)!
They're the writer and storyboard artist for the SMG4 show so hello, welcome! Very excited to see what they're gonna be working on in the future!
(so for future reference, I'm gonna call them Wiz)
That's all from me. I'm just gonna be in my little tent until SOMEBODY responds to the steam + flareglow mystery. Remember: numbers always go first, and I'll see you guys on the next one!
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hello! I’m the person who wrote the Randal x wheelchair user request (I’M ABSOLUTELY OBSESSED WITH IT AAHH)! I was maybe wondering if you could do a part 2 or maybe one shot? :3 no pressure at all! You don’t have to do it ofc. I hope you’re doing well!
Just a trip!
Hope ya like the oneshot!!! I hope you're doing well too ^_^
The sound of creaking metal and distant echoes made your stomach churn as you rolled your wheelchair along the uneven ground. The air was damp and heavy, carrying a metallic tang that left a strange taste in your mouth. You didn’t know why you agreed to this—or, more accurately, how Randal had convinced you. Again.
“We’re gonna have so much fun!” Randal chirped, pushing your wheelchair down the narrow corridor of the abandoned factory. His mismatched shoes squeaked against the grimy concrete floor. “This place is perfect, don’t you think? So spooky! And dangerous. I love it.”
You gripped the armrests of your chair tighter, trying to keep your breathing steady. “Randal, I… I don’t think this is safe.”
He leaned over your shoulder, his wild grin almost brushing your cheek. “Safe? Pfft. Where’s the fun in that? You’re with me, so you’ve got nothing to worry about!”
That didn’t reassure you at all. Randal wasn’t exactly known for his careful planning or concern for other people’s well-being. Still, you’d never seen him this excited, and you didn’t have the heart to tell him no. You never did.
Randal continued to chatter as he pushed you deeper into the building. “Did you know this place used to be a meatpacking plant? Lots of sharp tools and hooks and stuff. I bet they left some behind! Ooh, maybe we’ll find something really creepy, like… I dunno, a severed hand or a haunted chainsaw!”
You swallowed hard. “Why… why would we want to find that?”
“Why not?” Randal shot back, giggling like it was the funniest thing he’d ever heard. He stopped abruptly, making your chair jolt. “Oh, look at this!”
He darted ahead, leaving you alone for a moment. Your chest tightened as you glanced around the dimly lit space. The flickering light from Randal’s flashlight cast eerie shadows on the cracked walls, making them seem alive. The faint hum of distant machinery—though the factory had been abandoned for years—sent a shiver down your spine.
“Uh… Randal?” you called out, your voice trembling.
“Relax, bunny! I’m right here!” His face popped out of the darkness suddenly, and you let out a startled yelp. He doubled over with laughter. “Oh, man, you should’ve seen your face! Priceless!”
You pressed a hand to your chest, trying to calm your racing heart. “Don’t do that!”
He tilted his head, still grinning. “Why not? You’re so cute when you’re scared.” He grabbed the handles of your wheelchair again and started pushing you down another hallway. “C’mon, don’t chicken out now. We’re just getting started!”
The two of you eventually reached a massive room filled with rusted machinery. Chains hung from the ceiling, swaying slightly in a nonexistent breeze. Randal parked your wheelchair near a conveyor belt and hopped onto it, balancing precariously on the edge.
“Check this out!” he said, kicking at a chain to make it rattle. “Doesn’t this place just scream ‘horror movie’? Imagine all the things that could’ve happened here. Blood. Screaming. Death. Awesome, right?”
You didn’t answer. Your eyes were glued to the dark corners of the room, where the flashlight’s beam couldn’t reach. Every creak and groan of the old building made you flinch.
“Hey, are you even listening to me?” Randal hopped down and crouched in front of you, his face uncomfortably close to yours. “You’re not scared, are you?”
You hesitated, then nodded slightly. “A little…”
His grin widened. “Good! Fear makes everything more exciting. It’s like… seasoning for life. Or maybe dessert. Yeah, fear is dessert.” He stood up and twirled the flashlight like a baton. “But don’t worry. If anything tries to hurt you, I’ll rip it apart. Easy peasy.”
You weren’t sure whether that was comforting or terrifying.
The mood shifted abruptly when you heard a loud clang from somewhere above.
You froze. “Randal… what was that?”
“Probably a ghost,” he said nonchalantly, tilting his head to listen. “Or a rat. Or a ghost rat! Oh, wouldn’t that be cool? I should make a doll of that.”
The sound came again, louder this time. It was followed by the unmistakable groan of metal straining under pressure.
“Uh… maybe we should leave,” you said, your voice barely above a whisper.
Randal waved you off. “Nah, it’s probably nothing. Besides, brother would kill me if I came home this early.”
As if on cue, your phone buzzed in your pocket. You fumbled to pull it out and saw Luther’s name on the screen. Before you could answer, Randal snatched the phone away.
“Brotherrr!” he sang into the phone. “Guess where we are!”
You couldn’t hear Luther’s response, but judging by the way Randal winced, it wasn’t pleasant.
“Relax, big brother! We’re just having a little adventure. You worry too much.” He paused, then laughed. “Okay, okay, fine. We’ll head back soon. Jeez, you’re no fun.” He hung up and handed the phone back to you.
“Big brother is such a buzzkill,” Randal muttered, kicking at a loose bolt on the floor. “But I guess we should wrap this up. For now.”
You let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you.”
“Don’t thank me yet,” he said with a mischievous glint in his eye. “We still have to get out of here alive.”
As Randal wheeled you back toward the exit, the building seemed to come alive around you. The groaning metal grew louder, accompanied by distant thuds and the occasional sound of shattering glass.
“See? Isn’t this fun?” Randal said, laughing as he dodged a falling piece of debris. “It’s like the whole place is trying to kill us! What a rush!”
You couldn’t even respond; you were too busy clutching the armrests of your chair, your heart pounding in your chest.
By the time you finally reached the exit, you were shaking. Randal, on the other hand, looked like he’d just had the time of his life.
“That was awesome!” he said, spinning in a circle. “We should do this again sometime.”
You stared at him, your face pale. “Randal… you’re insane.”
He grinned, leaning down to meet your gaze. “Maybe. But you’re stuck with me anyway, bunny.”
You didn’t have the energy to argue.
As the two of you made your way back to the street, Randal started humming a creepy little tune under his breath.
You promise yourself that next time you'll Sebastian handle him.. well more like endure..
Hope ya guys enjoyed this! Also i cba asked to proof read so mind the msitakes pls!! ^_^
#ranfren x reader#fanfic#nyen catman#nyen ranfren#nyon ranfren#nyon and nyen#luther von ivory#randals friends#randal ivory#sebastian ranfren
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alien!art you are on my mind… no matter what length or colour ur hair is u know he’s messing with it!!! u braid it, even just a simple one?? oooh he wants to touch. just let him feel. you have longer hair and can mess with it so it gets voluminous n big?? he really likes that, the intentional messiness is so different to the kinds of specimens and ppl he’s used to.
i personally love alien art with that Stanford Era curliness, but maybe he just grows his out and THEN he gets his Stanford Curls (gives you a reason to play with it more, wash it for him, put stuff in it that smells good 😍😍😍 completely unintentional consequence ofc..) ((something in him tells him that matching = intimacy n he doesn’t understand why)
you're so right, it's another layer of being close to you, smelling like your hair products copying your styles is another step to being yours and he loves it. He's beyond hyper fixated on your hair, if you dye it you bet he's going to be in there trying to help you, blending everything messily on accident it comes out a splotchy mess but you honestly don't mind, he was having so much fun with it
you have curls he's going to be playing with them all the time, tugging the ringlets until the pop back up to place even twirling pencils in them, paintbrushes anything. You make him quit after it turns into a knotted mess you had to go in and chop chunks out with your scissors
will run your hair through his lips, likes how smooth it is in his mouth he will coat your hair in spit you wouldn't really notice since he'd mostly stick to the back of your head.
Like you said he came to earth with shorter hair but wants to see how long it can get and what it will look like eventually, his curls get wild and he refuses to cut them will get defensive and push you away the minute you have a pair of scissors in your hand, you try to coax him into it "Art you need a trim it will be healthier, and easier to manage." He'd grumble and flinch away before you could even get a good snip in.
will copy your routine slathering mouse in his hair cause he wants it to sit like yours, tries to use the hair dryer of course he fails and just looks like he was electrocuted
The first time he wanted you to do anything with his hair was when he stumbled into the bathroom while you were showering, it scared the shit out of you.
You were so lost when he stripped down stepping in under the shower head and bending his sopping wet head down. "Art what the fuck?" you gasp confused he'd just stick your hands in his locks then shove a shampoo bottle in your direction "do my hair please" he'd ask matter of fact as if he didn't just interrupt your everything shower.
It just turns into a the most special routine, showering together taking your time massaging his hair, shampooing it, just doing everything he likes. It makes him go under a trance his eyes shut closed a pur like sound leaves his lips. He'd lean limp onto your body trapping you against the wall transfixed with the sensation, you'd never mind.
#mike faist#challengers#art donaldson#art donaldson x reader#hannasmusings#challengers x reader#art donaldson blurb#challengers blurb#challengers x y/n#art donaldson x y/n#alien!artdonaldson
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ㅤㅤ" mhm, same here. " her words were sarcastic, still, but she was smiling nonetheless. she'd heard it before — a common american idiom picked up throughout her academic travels. but she liked letting him think he'd taught her something, because she knew that anything with him would feel new. if she was to cave. if he was even serious, in the first place. the idea that she could be nothing more than a halfhearted pastime had occurred to her once or twice, but she knew that meeting him in here was different to meeting him on the outside. didn't know how, but she just knew that it did. even if they both went on to survive, would he still want to spend his time with her when other options were made available? she shouldn't dwell.
ㅤㅤ" pleasure to know you, too. " even if she would've much preferred meeting him under more mundane conditions, she could make do. her head was tilted ever so slightly towards his, just so she could watch his lips as he talked — his words only proving to widen her grin. " as opposed to what? broke bitches being in my face? because that's what you are, too, if you're here, trent. " she had fun with the pronunciation of his name, enjoying how it felt on her tongue, and making sure to emphasise both of the t's. she'd never met a trent before. she thought it sounded fishy, but then she realised she was mixing it up with trout. " not very fuck-boy sounding. " danbi added, talking more to herself than she was to him.
ㅤㅤher super cool and collected persona was starting to wobble, confidence wavering as she felt his knuckle nudge against the side of her upper thigh. the movement was so small, and yet it's impact so big as her leg moved away from his — but only in an attempt to squeeze her thighs and wish away the warmth that pooled there. so she swallowed thickly, tongue darting out to dampen soft petals. " no, i don't. you'll have to enlighten me, trent — what are you trying to do? because i think you disrespected my very real husband, like, five sentences ago. " she had to pause intermittently when he started to move, head being lifted with ease because she didn't want to stop him before she was resting back against his toned, muscular arm. if her husband was real, he wouldn't stand a chance.
ㅤㅤbut at least you'd feel it. another gulp, especially when his fingers innocently grazed across her ribcage — making her heart race and her cheeks flush. the slight angle of being against his bicep meant that she could see his other hand, watching with hooded eyes as he squeezed through the green sweats before raking her gaze back up to his painfully close face. " six five with a micro penis? how cruel. and to think, i was contemplating cheating on my husband. " wisps of hair fall into her eyes as she rolled on her side then, cleavage pressing briefly against his side as she more or less rolled into him. a hand was on his broad chest, and a leg was bent at the knee, extended over one of his to tuck her foot between his legs, because she couldn't hook it comfortably around both of them even if she tried. bad idea, danbi. as if she wasn't already wet enough.
ㅤㅤ" six five. wow, okay. i bet you're honest in your tinder bio. actually, even laying down, i can kinda tell... " again, her eyes raked from his head to his toes, then back to his head again, only slowing as she took a second to stare at his outline. nothing micro about that. index finger of the hand against his chest starts to idle, nail trailing up and down his torso with a hum as she lowers her head to rest against his chest — casting her gaze, and expression, away from his when she answered his question. " he doesn't really do much. there's no fast sex, no spontaneity, no passion. i guess i'm being unfair, really. i like being thrown around, and he's only five eight, at best. tall to me, sure. i'm five three. but he's not exactly the poster boy for strength. " fingers squeezed at his muscles at the end then, disappointment genuine in her tone with how her character was a conjugation of exes. " my turn. what do you do? when you're not in here, i mean. a big, strong guy like you... surely you're someone's bodyguard, or a footballer, or something, huh? "
"I got you. Rocked my world when I heard that." Mansplaining works in his favour because then he doesn't have to say that he hadn't gotten it at first until his teacher had to quite literally spell it out for him, so he'd just assumed it was difficult for everyone and not just him. A breath of clipped laughter greets the air. He doesn't notice that there's been people looking at them, their mere togetherness threatening for the loner, chatter offensive to the aggrieved. Trent doesn't notice because grounded in where he is, and sometimes, it can be easier to let things happen to him and spend time on what he wants to happen, which is her. "Ain't never started. I know when to stay in my lane." He assures her, in case she's scared he's gonna start freestyling.
"It's a pleasure to know ya, Danbi." His gaze trails over the column of her throat, the reds of her cheeks. Trent could see it, her being a lifeguard. Not just because he can imagine her in a Baywatch-esque swimsuit, red against her pale skin and cut high up the thigh, but because she's observant, decisive. A handful of people had died when the clock ran down, a couple of rounds stuck in sheer paralysis from witnessing the bloodshed. "You ain't gonna find it out there. Nah 'cos when you're a billionaire your DM's finna be broke bitches tryna get a piece of it." Preoccupied by the thought of bums vying for her affections, he adds belatedly, "It's Trent."
Trent takes it as a sign to close his eyes for a moment too. "You know what I'm tryna do. " He murmurs lazily, crooks his knuckle just slightly so that it juts against the side of her thigh, just below her fingertips. He has to peek at her when she's regales her story, just to make sure she is joking, and just as he does he's met with the sight of her hand coming up to cover her mouth. "Without meanin' any disrespect to your very real husband and father of two, he sounds real awful."
He has to swallow the urge to flex his arm, because she already thinks he's a fuckboy, but the restraint doesn't really do much when he raises it from grasp entirely, nudging gently at her head to lift so he can slink his arm under, reached around, hand draped over her side, feather-light against the top rungs of her ribs, just below her breast. His eyes blink open, head lolled toward her. "But that's my guy, 'cos you still let him knock you up, twice, and now all I gotta do is have a decent sized dick. The sex could be borin' as fuck, but at least you'd feel it." He lets out an exaggerated, pained sigh then. The hand that's not laid over her side, callously grabbing his dick over his sweatpants. "It's too bad I have a micropenis."
His hand still being on his dick the moment she comments on how big he is doesn't bode well, immediately twitches and he adjusts himself before letting his hand fall back to his side. He meets her with a surveying gaze, trying to suss out whether she knows what she's doing. "Six five." Immature swell of pride getting to say that, pretending, badly, to be humble about it. "My turn." As if they're playing 21 questions. "Why was the sex borin'?"
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you don't understand how much I felt the slow saline drip of gaining interest in a character, and instead of going, "oooh. interesting. new blorbo?" I instead went, "...really. that guy? oh. oh no."
<- guy with a li tianchen icon ends up blorbofying liu xiao. alas, I have played myself 😔
#mine musings#but he won't eclipse cxs. cxs is still my lc blorbo of all time#but i was so surprised how much lx snuck up on me#bc i'm writing a shiguang fic right. i can tell it's gonna be a long one and it's primarily about shiguang facing The Horrors™ (of course)#and it's non-linear (of course) and i write non-linearly anyway and it's just the kind of story where i *have* to write the endings first#so i was like. okay. i'll write the endings. they'll be my north star. roadmap to shiguang#and then my brain decided: wait. i want to write xiaochen epilogues to this#me (eyes squinting at lx and ltc): ?????????? this fic is not about you???? stop. go away#like it makes *sense* for them to be there. they have roles in the story. but it's like#you know how in the yingdu op lx hijacks the screen to print his english name in red letters#that's literally how it feels writing this fic. lx is hijacking it to have the last word even though he's supposed to#just be in the background scheming or whatever#like. what in the metanarrative experience...! why are you hijacking my fic lx!! this is not about you!!#and yet it kinda does naturally circle back to you in the end?? fuck#and i am!!! so mad!!! like truly!!!! i'm getting so heated just writing these tags lmao#i literally cared about you the least when i checked the hothh pvs so whyyyy are you. climbing the faves list. stop. go away#if i get annoying about lx in the future i apologize in advance#especially next friday#omg i feel like i'll be annoying about it actually bc he's so (gestures hands) vague about everything and i'll be like:#[standing emoji] viewers are gonna misinterpret you lx. and you're letting them#I'M probably misinterpreting you#is this fun for you? i bet you're having fun#ughhh. hell character. shaking him in a glass jar. putting him in the washing machine#microwaving him microwaving him microwaving him
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Here's a big old Fire Emblem Search & Find I did for the FE3H Masquerade Zine! Find the Golden Deer, but see if you can't find the rest of the students as well! For the ultimate challenge, see if you can't name every character! (Disclaimer two characters are NPCs with no names)
#double bonus can you identify the 2 or 3 fe3h characters that AREN'T in the scene?#i say 2 or 3 but i probably forgot more :( im using you people to check my work#fe3h#carrying over my posts from twitter choo chooooo#fireemblem#im not going to tag everyone but you're welcome too! good luck!!#instead let me tell you about the mini narratives i came up with while drawing this#soren is waiting for Ike to get back with food#seteth just noticed flayn dancing WITH A BOY from afar#rhea was supposed to sing but got superseded (she's okay with it actually)#monica and ferdinand are trying to start a dance off with edelgard and hubert (its not working)#Ashe stepped on Annette's toes and is freaking out. Lorenz is trying to give pointers but it's only sort of helping#balthus absolutely stole some of the betting pool money. i think i forgot to ink the coins falling out of his hands! dang#metody and shahid are going to become great friends and have a wirlwind romance before one betrays the other in a cutthroat fashion#Lysithea left a single cake slice on the table and Miklan is just happy to have gotten his before she showed up#ike and leopold had a flex off#Gilbert is stuck between young lovers this isn't a narrative i just think it's funny#oh and of course Sylvain managing to piss off Sera Charlotte and Maribelle while Felix ignored him and Ingrid looks on#that's supposed to be roy not eliwood btw i forgot to color his headband so it's basically eliwood#that's all i can think of rn but if you played#thank you!!! i hope you had fun#this was SO much fun to make thank you to the mods for facilitating me#haha this post has been up for 20 minutes and people are already pointing out so many characters I forgot. ur keeping me humble
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a cool thing about writing bleach fanfic is that i have read certain parts of the canon so many times that i feel like i know it really well and then i'll realize there's something i have absolutely no clue about. today's example: in the wake of Ichigo storming Soul Society, how widespread was the knowledge that Urahara had been assisting him?
Aizen knew, obvs, for Aizen reasons, but some of the stuff he mentions, like Urahara's known base of operations being in West Rukongai-> the involvement of known Urahara associates Shiba Kuukaku and Shihouin Yoruichi and other clues probably had a number of characters such as Yamamoto, Ukitake, Kyouraku, Unohana suspicious. I feel like Soi Fon and Kurotsuchi could easily have put it together as well, but I did not get that vibe from them so either they didn't or they were just too distracted or in Kurotsuchi's case, he probably did put it together and just didn't care (or pretended not to care)
When the captains finally show up in Hueco Mundo, we learn that Urahara had been working with the Gotei for some time so obviously his involvement has been known at some high enough level of security clearance.
Did Byakuya ever officially report the fact that Ichigo Hollowified right in front of him, which may not have meant much to him, but probably would have been a big tip-off to Yams. On one hand, it does not feel very Byakuya of him to leave something like that out of a report, but on the other hand, I really feel like he just kept it to himself.
Would Rukia have mentioned Urahara in her debriefings after she was arrested? On one hand, I do not think she understood who Urahara was and would not have thought much of mentioning him. On the other hand, Rukia is a "snitches get stitches" type to the marrow of her bones and I feel like she would have intentionally wiped any mention of him from her narrative 99% on principle and 1% for the purposes of protecting Ichigo
If I were banished from Soul Society and hiding out in the Living World, I would use an assumed name, probably all the time, but AT VERY LEAST for the case of interacting with active-duty shinigami. The only person who actually did this was Isshin and I honestly believe he just changed his name for wife-guy reasons.
Ichigo did, very much, straight up tell Ikkaku that Urahara taught him to fight and it was quite clear that Ikkaku was fully aware of who Urahara was. Did Ikkaku tell anyone this or otherwise do anything with this information? I feel like he did not.
Does Ikkaku have a security clearance???????
I would not give Ikkaku a security clearance
If I were going 100% by the manga, I would assume that Yoruichi ghosted after they failed to arrest Aizen, given that she's still very much banished, but in Honey Dish Rhapsody, she apparently hung around with Soi Fon for a while. Is it possible that she had some meetings with the Gotei higher ups in the interests of re-establishing a relationship/working on getting the banishment reversed? My heart wants to say no, but Yoruichi often makes herself freely available to the Gotei in filler arcs, so who knows?
When the Advance Team first goes to the Living World, Renji goes to stay at Urahara's in the interest of "asking" Urahara why he put the hogyoku in Rukia (I assume "asking" is a euphemism for breaking his nose). I feel like this could be the natural follow-on to the idea that Renji just got handed a file of classified info related to this mission and is freshly Hot Mad at this dude he didn't know existed up until now.
Presumably, Rukia also could have given Renji a more detailed version of her time in Karakura in a non-official capacity
Presumably also, the Karakura kids could have gone around telling anyone who would listen about their Mysterious Shop Keeper Friend
I think the answer I'm leaning towards is that the Gotei higher-ups knew about Urahara's involvement and re-established communication with him, possibly in an obfuscated way so as not to run into trouble with Central 46 (fairly easy to do, since they were dead at the time). It's a pretty poorly kept secret, but on the other hand, Gotei op-sec seems to lean pretty heavily on the assumption that people who accidentally learn state secrets don't know what they are looking at and will most likely forget it in a day or two anyway.
#urahara kisuke#this isn't even something that matters to the canon material because they just skip straight to the next arc and it's fine#but if you're a girl trying to write a story that takes place in soul society between the two arcs#sometimes all of sudden you're like 'wow i bet renji doesn't even know who urahara is'#also it's kinda fun to think about yamamoto in his office during the ryouka invasion#sasakibe: “sir...you don't think it could be...?”#yamamoto: “...motherfucker”#i like to imagine that urahara had the exact vibes as some shady fence rukia knew in inuzuri or something#i feel like normal shinigami would not have interacted with him in the very specific way that rukia did#but nearly all of bleach happened b/c rukia is built different and this is no exception
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