#it’s not really a bun tho uwu

[emeraldbabygirl]

I made a cute hairstyle uwu wanna see ignore my face I did the best I could to cover it up <3

[nightfall-kachiniko]

Realistic aot heacanons 🙁

(Im sorry but I have to call them out )

includes: eren, mikasa (ish), Armin, reiner, sasha, bertoldt, pieck

eren would be a bitchy boyfriend. He’s so bratty. Like y’all saw how he talked to his momma. He’d be sassing you around. He’s the type to he like “ILL HAVE IT LATER” when you just made him a good ass meal. Ungrateful ass. (Sad hc but he’d probably treat you better than he treated his mom bc he regretted being a bitch to her but he’s probably be a brat to you)

Mikasa has no icks. Shes perfect. Just possessive but perfect.

Armin would probably call u honey bun or do that Yagami yato deku thing and call u puppy 😕

Sasha (I love her dearly) would be the annoying friend. I’m sorry but she’s be the friend who steals all your food and leaves you on the verge of starving after a whole 8 hour day of school. ofc she’s respectful (sometimes) but with her you’ll never get your work done. You’ll bring plushies to school and tell everyone not to touch it and then the SECOND you pull it out her Cheeto dust hands ARE ALL OVER HIM. I’m sorry I love you Sasha BUT WASH YOUR HANDS DAMN.

Reiners a good guy. No not an actual good guy. He’s one of those dudes who are like “girls like you don’t go after guys like me” LIKE SIR STFU like we all know u wanna put a gun to your head.

Bertdoldt an uwu guy. IM SORRY IM SO SORRY BUT NO DOUBT HES VERY SWEET BUT HE PROBABLY IS VERY AWKARD AND ACTS LIKE A DISCORD USER. (I love bear title tho)

Pieck is a very soft girl. Like realistically she’s the type to give you one of her good pencils in class. She’d probably come to school dressed up every day. Gives you her sweater and leg warmers. She’s just a really good friend.

But she uses :3 unironically.

[furrysmp]

decided to go sunbringer designs for once. I have so many words oh my god

so. uh,

I am so normal about sunbringer joel smallishbeans so normal I swear. he's planning to throw the o from his name at scott btw.

... he and scar are related but I'm not explaining further until the actual fic about it comes out because there's so much plot significance in the smallishbeans.

... grian. has a book. that he borrowed from the Library. it's very relevant I swear the concept of the library is a plot point.

Also grians eyes are technically green! With a bit of purple and just. a layer of Dark over them to make them less neon green. its not in his genetics to have neon eyes. unlike scar and I swear their eye colors are relevant but like in a weird queerplatonic scarian dl based bit in the grian chapter of the fic

Mumbo is a long cat and being held by me specifically those hands are how I draw my mc skin. I wanted to draw him as this meme since 2021 but he's very hard for me to draw so I took the one time I'll ever draw him and did this.

Jimmy is. a creature. that has bird features but also cod features bc again half of the plot of sunbringer is based on empires 1. Also the bird he's holding is singing. And joel is stealing the song bc he has music type magic.

Scott! Is the one guy I can talk about! Because he already appeared in the fic. He's part ender dragon and like. a child of stars? I have a lot of times I drew him before I think but idk how much of it I uploaded before so yeah. Please ask me about sunbringer scott smajor he's one of the only ones I can talk about and he has so much lore going for him he's so dear to me

impulse is. technically part ender dragon too? the specifics will be explained in his chapter of yhiwu (alongside. a lot of magic lore. like a lot. I have half that speech written already it's basically looking the empires fic in the eyes and going "fight me uwu")

And because impulse is aligned to shadows skizz gets to be some form of light dragon descendant? Like light isn't directly an element in the magic of this universe but it does have an equivalent in the element of Life, which connects to truth and love, whereas shadows and theatrics (and storytelling in general) is always aligned to whatever element is considered dark; in this magic system, being Void.

Tango is looking up at mumbo. thats all. I don't have a lot of notes because my tango is just a little guy.

(Etho is checking smth on his smartwatch and also doing his best to ignore bdubs rn bc bdubs is in his villain arc/hj)

... ngl the only note I have on the bdubs design is that it's accidentally inspired by my human design for the main character in the show I'm writing. Bracelets and sparkly eyes and a t-shirt and. Crimes.

also not much on the cleo design she was just fun to draw but the implications of her existence are spoilers and also not really visually indicative bc idk what a "zombie hybrid" would look like so she just looks. funky. her background is all stitched together btw I finally had a use for the dashed lines brush :D

martyn and ren are. BIG spoilers. But only to like chapter 5 of the current fic. I will say I highly enjoy their existence tho. Also my ren designs always have hawaiian patterned shirts its a personality trait he seems to possess. Also his glasses are like. a hologram? bc his ears are Dog so he cant have normal glasses w like. the things that go behind ur ears.

lizzie is. also very important. she gets the two animals thing like jimmy bc axolotl and cat were her empires animals. also her buns are heart shaped I saw some fanart of that and its really cute so I also have that. and she's also looking at the long mumbo! very confused.

bigb. scares me. like yeah secret life really be mans villain arc. I tried to reflect that by actually straight up mirroring his eyes and having him be. the only guy looking straight at u. he can see u. u can run but u cant hide. also he gets cookies. also also drawing facial hair is hard he's the only time I ever managed to make facial hair look. normal. ever. wont happen again.

gem is being adorable and also definitely a deer hybrid dont mind the magic or stuff its fine (her chapter is. third in the roster. I literally just need to finish the impulse chapter to convince myself that its ok to upload her immediately after ch2).

and pearl! who we know bc she gets first chapter of the fic and thats already out. her eyes are a bit like moons btw. also she's doing magic back at gem which is cute I think. idk.

also half of them have fancy hair shines. like joel having beans that get progressively smaller. or pearl having moons. :D

[k1tty-st4rz]

Hiii!! Do you have any headcanons for Roxie or Matthew Patel in terms of Agere?? I think they’re super underrated and would love to hear your thoughts!!

i have a teensy bit :3 sidenote i haven't slept in 2 days uwu

Roxie Richter & Matthew Patel Agere Headcanons

ROXIE

regresses to 3-5 maybe

she doesn’t have a cg :[ but the league help take care of her, esp Todd (they are mlm & wlw solidarity)

she LOVESSS bunnies ^_^ she has a pale pink fluffy bunny stuffie names Bun-Bun

no swords around her >:[ she hates that rule even tho she was the one who put it in place

is a very hyper baby!!  she has to be doing something or she’ll whine and fuss

very giggly!! <3

also really likes Squishmallows :3 she likes the smaller ones more than the big ones

^ really likes Cameron the cat and Blake the bunny

plays with ninja action figures

would think she’s being too rowdy so she goes up to Todd, Lucas or whoever’s taking care of her and ask if she’s burdening them or annoying them :[

i think she would like the 2003 Strawberry Shortcake series

MATTHEW

regresses to 2-6

his hipster demon chicks are his caregivers!! :D

little Mattie can’t control his fire powers very well which has unfortunately cause burnt holes in clothing

he likes watching The Dragon Prince and Bollywood movies (if they can find an appropriate one ofc) if he’s more older 

Matthew speaks Hindi!!  i personally think since the demon chicks are kinda connected to his mind, so can they :3 they speak Hindi when Matthew’s small (3-4) n they call him pyaar & priy <33333

He mostly wears black sweatpants, baggy tees and his jacket (ts a comfort item :])

Likes TMNT and Scooby Doo

he babbles!! :3 mostly just when he’s two he goin’ ‘babababa’ and the hipster demon chicks find it SOOOO CUTE <3333

A/N did y'all know i can speak Hindi :0

[casual-atrocities]

This is Atlantis, my new hetalia oc UwU

shes my oc so DO NOT STEALL!!!!!111!!!!!1!1!!

name: Sakura unicorn sparkle dreampuff

age: 17.5

powers: waterbendinf

loks: Atlantis has really really long blue hair thats blue because itsthe color of the ocean and she has heart shaped space buns because shes super kawaii she is really really short and tiny and super skinyyy. her chest is suuuuper big tho, liek, bigger than ukraines she has rainbow eyes because shes magic and a blue rose tattoo

boyfriend: america, russia, uk, norway, canada, japan, spain, prussia, and romano

friends: italy, germany all the girls, china

enemies: france, Belarus because shes a meanie and russia is already dating her so she hates her😤

likes: singing, magic, drawing, animals, swimming, ballet, her boyfriends, sweets

dislikes: bullies, mean people

[oinkawa-bb]

first time dads!haikyuu pt.2

request: Hi! I just read your Haikyuu as first time dads and it's so cute! Would you mind writing another one with Iwaizumi, Suna, Atsumu and Osamu? I'm looking forward to seeing more of your writing. Have a nice day! -anon

note: thank u lovely anon for being my first request!!🥺❤️ i enjoyed writing this and i hope you enjoy reading it uwu <33 i really hope i did the inarizaki characters justice b/c i’ve just recently gotten to know them!! owo here is dad!iwa, suna, atsumu, osamu 

mentions/topics: pregnancy, domesticity, timeskip, female reader insert

part one (daichi, kuroo, oikawa)

part three (tsukki, akaashi, yams, kenma)

☀︎—hajime iwaizumi

iwa and you have been trying for months

and he’s been super supportive and comforting when each test comes back negative :/

but this one day, you feel different

and he’s sitting on the ground outside the bathroom door just trying to offer positive affirmations bc he’s waiting for you to finish taking the test

but when the door opens, he sees your face and just knows

you don’t even need to say anything bc he already has a HUGE grin on his face and is pulling you in for a hug

he definitely kneels down to plant kisses on your tummy

your attempts to stop him don’t work they never do

soon to be dad iwa is super protective and cautious

definitely feels most comfortable when he can hold or touch you some way when in public

he likes to place his hand gently around your waist or he’ll grip your hand if there’s crowds

sometimes he’s a little too firm in his affection, and you have remind him to lighten up to which he becomes a lil flustered

“hajime...i can’t feel my hand,,”

but when you do go into labor, he whips out this midwife-like knowledge out of nowhere

similar to daichi, iwa became super well informed by researching a lot (but just in secret, you really had no clue)

he watched videos, read through other people’s experiences, and asked a bunch of people for their input

and now he’s super helpful to you through your contractions in the car and at the hospital

he’s calm and firm, supporting you physically to the hospital and emotionally through the labor

but when iwa’s baby finally makes their appearance

he just becomes all ushy-gushy and weak with watery eyes

his hands are pressed together and placed at his mouth in awe when he finally sees you hold his child

and then when he finally gets to hold the baby,

boy oh boy

iwaizumi actually cries a lot more than either of you expected

he’s so smitten with his newborn, and he can’t stop internally & externally praising your strength for carrying and birthing his child 

like he sees you in a totally different light, and he thought it was impossible but he’s fallen even more in love with you now

and he can’t wait to take care of his new family🥺

☀︎—suna rintarou

suna definitely didn’t see this coming,,,

but nonetheless when he processes the meaning behind the bun you placed in the oven, he doesn’t feel anything but sheer excitement

suna’s actually wanted to have children with you for awhile

but he’s never admitted it out loud uwuwuwu

he holds you firmly in his arms and caresses your hair gently for a long time, and you have to ask him if everything’s ok🥺

but it’s literally because he’s lowkey tearing up and at a loss for words

after a few moments tho, he collects himself and slowly presses light kisses all over your face

“i’m just really happy.”

at night, he refuses to sleep when he knows that you’re struggling to sleep due to discomfort

so he’ll lay awake with you and mumble mindlessly about the future he sees with you until both of you doze off

sometimes he just sees you standing at the counter or something and he can’t resist bc ur just so cute!!!!

he’ll quietly come in for a back hug,,,

and he’ll place his chin on your head and his arms around your belly and close his eyes and just stand there for as long as he wants until... 

”rin.... i need to pee”

he’ll let go then probably

but when the day finally comes, his mind is literally all over the place and he’s trying to be calm on the outside

in the car, your breathing is getting heavier and sharper, and he’s lowkey a little panicked but he won’t stop reassuring you for one second

“hey, look at me, you’re okay, it’s gonna be okay”

he’s definitely in pain himself seeing you in labor,

but he’ll be by your bedside, gently holding your hand and letting you squeeze his as hard as you need to

but it’s all worth it when he gets to see his baby with his own eyes,,

when he sees you cooing softly and holding his dear child against your chest, silent tears fall out of his eyes

suna swears he’s never seen a more beautiful sight than this

☀︎—atsumu miya

atsumu comes home from an exhausting day of work, 

and right as he walks through the door, he’s whining your name, about to ramble about practice...

but then he sees a tiny pair of volleyball shoes at the front,,,

and he’s like... o w o

even though he’s tired out of his mind, his brain works quickly, and he’s connecting the dots in his head

you’re just standing there at the end of the hallway all giggly n cute

he raises his eyebrow and then his sly smile turns into a huge one as he runs up to you,

he clutches your face in his hands and is peppering kisses all over you to the point where you have to physically pry him away

basically immediately, atsumu starts using little nicknames for the baby, but they change almost every day LOL

he also definitely downloaded the pregnancy tracking app (even though? you already have one? and it’s unnecessary for him to have it too? he doesn’t care tho)

he checks it every day before work, lets you know what size the baby is, and kisses your bump aka his angel/nugget/muffin/dumpling/etc. before leaving

“y/nnnn my lil’ angel is the size of a bell pepper today”

“atsumu... i know.. i already checked”

atsumu also boasts so much when he’s sharing the news with his teammates and family members

like osamu was somewhat looking forward to being an uncle until atsumu hit him with the daily updates of your cravings and symptoms and how the baby kicked when he placed his hand on your belly and on and on

but he also just wants to make you feel hella loved and wanted during your pregnancy

he can sense that your body image and self-esteem sometimes takes a major hit

so it’s not uncommon for him to be showering you in compliments nonstop

but honestly it’s also just because he thinks ur even hotter... if that was possible....

this is embarassing but i feel like he has you saved as “hot mama” in his phone or smth

and then the day arrives, and the whole drive there, he’s going “oh shit” in his head over and over but he’s playing this cool demeanor on the outside

actually, this carries over into the hospital too, but he just decides that he’ll do whatever he can to pamper the hell out of you & make you feel less uncomfortable

upon first sight of the baby,

there’s no other words to describe how he feels other than his heart just melting on the spot. 

it’s game over for him because he knows that he’ll literally do anything for you and this precious baby now

anything. (prepare to be spoiled rotten)

☀︎—osamu miya

osamu returns from work one day,

and you’re just at the stove cooking, so he comes up behind you, snaking a hand up the bottom of your shirt to caress your bare waist while whispering his greeting in your ear

but then you wince when he touches your stomach

and he’s like “oh?”

he’s super puzzled so he intently observes you as you bite your lip and start to blush

“i was going to tell you this over dinner but i just can’t hold it in,”

osamu kind of already knows where this is headed but he watches as you reach for your back pocket and pull out a pregnancy test neatly tucked in a ziploc bag

he’s been waiting for this moment to come his whole life (osamu a sucker for domesticity imo) so he’s literally internally screaming for joy!!!

but outwardly his smile conveys it all, and he’s chuckling as he pulls you close by the waist to plant a kiss to your lips

during your pregnancy, osamu becomes overwhelmingly nurturing

it’s almost like you’re the baby ???

like he cooks even more for you and is always whipping something up asap when you mention your cravings

what if he made onigiri with the foods you crave as the filling

he does research on ways to quell nausea and discomfort and goes out to buy herbs and ingredients that would make you feel better

basically, he wants to take the best care of you possible my baby

at night, he’s going to let you use him in any way to sleep better

most of the times, you want him pressed against your back and his head nuzzling your neck

he whispers soft and sweet declarations of his love for you and the baby when he thinks you’re asleep you’re not

ok but when the day comes,,,

osamu is just so ready for the baby to arrive that he’s as cool and collected as ever

you’re definitely not tho, and he can sense it, so he’ll find every way to calm you down

meaning,,, he’ll play calming spa music in the hospital room, massage your lower back, gently repeat encouraging affirmations, etc, etc.

osamu takes care of you so well uwuwuwu

and when the baby makes an appearance, you bet osamu leaps to dad duty right away

he’s emotional but clear-minded, and he’s already mentally planning his life with you back at home with the baby🥺

he can see the future with you and this sweet baby for eternity and he’s so ready <3333

[ninja-scenarios]

Spa day w/ Illumi ✨🐰

I started writing this a month ago so it still says “15th of Christmas” pls bear with me lol

This is part of a Illumi/Hisoka/reader poly relationship! But there won´t be any Hiso in this, sorry! I have another fic planned tho so pls anticipate it :)))

Now I can´t stop imagining Illumi with a bunny ears headband... uwu

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„What is this?“

- „A jelly peeling.“

„And this?“

- „A brush used for applying skin masks, so you don´t have to use your hands.”

You beamed with anticipation. This year, you had decided that it was time to show the boys how to make a couple-advent-calendar. A collection of 24 enjoyable things you could do together. And here it was. The 15th, “spa day”.

Hisoka was out, so you´d grabbed Illumi and dragged him into your study in what had to be the most comfortable kidnapping in history. He actually behaved very well, and you had the slight suspicion that he already enjoyed this.

“First is a headband.”

After you´d both taken a steaming hot bath together and rose from it super relaxed, you slipped a bunny-ear headband onto your boyfriend. Illumi turned to view himself in the make-up mirror. The feeling of something restricting yet comfortable was new to the assassin. The headband wasn´t meant to hurt him or for training, just to hold his hair out of his face. It felt... good. And the light pink went beautifully with his crème bathrobe.

“Look! You look like a bunny now!”

“Is that good?”

“It means you´re very cute and I like it.”

“Ah.”

“My cute little bun bun~”

While Illumi was admiring himself in the mirror, you had to resist the urge to braid his luscious hair, simply gathering it in a ponytail and then taking a seat in front of him.

Illumi´s mind wandered to the rest of the bathroom. You really had taken the time to tidy and clean everything and even decorate. Everything smelled so good! The light-scented candles held a soothing glow and they smelled sweet, as if Illumi just had to stick out his tongue and receive candy. You had placed them on every available surface, creating a big palette of colours that put his mind at ease. The products sitting neat next to them had big beautiful names and colourful packaging. Together with the tasteful instrumental music they made Illumi feel something he didn´t before. A thrill of anticipation.

“We´re starting off with a cleanser.”

Illumi´s watchful unblinking eyes followed every step of the routine. He sat there a little stiffly in a tailor-fashion, yet it reminded you fondly of a watchful cat. Or bunny, in this case. The outfit was so cute on him! It was a pity he wouldn´t let you take a picture.

You started to apply the soap-like foam onto his face with gentle care. Your nails were cut short just for this occasion and the way you worked the product into his skin was light and even. Your touch made him want to flinch, with how light and gentle it was, yet Illumi willed himself to hold still.

When would it start to sting? Illumi anticipated the pain, yet he trusted you. Whatever would happen, whatever would come, he wouldn´t flinch away. Even if you hurt him, he would be able to take it.

“Is this okay?”

“It is.”

You watched Illumi for signs of discomfort, a little concerned since he still wasn´t able to relax. It looked like he was preparing for the worst, even though you had mobilized everything to arrange a relaxing spa day... Ye the longer you brushed over his face, the heavier his eyelids became.

“Do you like it?”

“...”

His eyes closed and he started to relax. His shoulders became heavy, his hands slipped from his thighs into his lap where they loosely intertwined.

“Lumi?”

“Mh.”

Illumi wondered, when was the last time someone had taken care of him that way?

There was a memory from when he was about 3. He had fallen face first into the mud while running. Branches and dirt and pebbles had hurt his skin, yet by this age he had already learned not to cry. Illumi tried to remember. Had he already been numb to pain then?

One of the pebbles had lightly pierced through his cheek, resulting in an ugly wound that started to bruise. His mother had started yelling, fussing over his face and ushering him inside. She´d been angry and Illumi had felt responsible, mentally preparing himself for punishment. But then she had sat him down in her room, in her high chair in front of her vanity and tended to the wound under his eye with maybe the tenderest care he had ever seen in her.

“Illumi? I said do you want to wash your face yourself or do you want me to do it for you?”

You giggled when Illumi´s dark eyes shot back to your face. He had been zoning out for a while, probably lulled in by the soothing patterns on his face. For a second he just stared at you.

At you or at his mother, who had been wearing her hair down, then. Her beautiful locks of hair were black as night, just as his. His mother´s fussing had made him feel important, cared for.

“You do it.”

There was no force between his words. They came out slowly, eyes trained on your face as you smiled. Wordlessly you took a fluffy white washcloth and dipped it into a bowl with warm water.

“Close your eyes.”

You gently took a hold of his chin, just so much so that it would stay in place, as you began cleaning off the product. Illumi´s skin felt different now. Smoother, but dry.

“Next up is exfoliating!”

With far more fun that you´d imagined, you started rubbing the gel peeling into his skin. You had seen an instruction in a youtube tutorial earlier that day. When your thumbs brushed over his cheekbones in a circular pattern, Illumi let his eyes slip shut. You kept working gently on his face, eradicating non-existent little bumps and imperfections on his perfect glass skin. It was probably owed to his perfect diet and frequent intake of water... sometimes you were so jealous of that wonderful bastard.

Meanwhile Illumi thought about the pattern you used for the massage. Half a circle...

´Illumi. Keep up!´

His father had drawn the same pattern on the mat with his bare foot when he drew it back. Illumi hadn´t known then, that he´d done it to gain force and use it to punch his son square in the jaw.

`If you can´t evade my fist, how will you defend yourself against an enemy who attacks from the front? Illumi, they won´t have mercy like me. That is your first lesson.´

It had been the first time his father had openly punched him. Illumi had trembled in pain, holding his cheek with his tiny hand while trying to swallow his sobs.

`I trusted you, papa. I never thought... I never thought you would hurt me.´

Illumi´s eyes shot back open. His hands were gripping both your wrists, thumbs pressing into your palms and tilting them back.

A little gasp escaped Illumi´s mouth. His ears still rang with the blow of his father´s fist. Only after the noise had subsided did he notice.

In the same second he released you immediately. His heart beat wildly in his chest, spurring him on to fight, even though there was no actual danger. Even though you had never done anything to hurt him.

Your hands, they were so gentle, so soothing. They had brought him nothing but joy. There was no doubt in his mind that you were harmless.

“I should leave.”

He didn´t want to see your face, he couldn´t. After all, he had brought you damage. A flaw in a perfect system. Even though Illumi couldn´t decide if the flaw was his self-control or letting you close in the first place.

You went after him, grabbing onto his sleeve in the doorway.

“Illumi, listen to me.”

He didn´t move a muscle. He should go back home. His father would fix him. That was if he could forget you.

“I know it wasn´t the best idea to sit in front of you and repeatedly touch your face while you´re feeling vulnerable. I know you. I know have those patterns.”

Why did you have to say these words? They cut right into his soul with how true you were. It was unbearable yet Illumi couldn´t bring himself to walk away. Why couldn´t he just leave?

“Illumi...I want to walk through them together with you and for us to create new ones. New patterns, new memories, new routines.”

Why had he let a civilian come into his life? The needle he´d grabbed on instinct in his other hand when he´d grabbed you had almost come in contact with your skin. But you hadn´t even noticed.

“Don´t be a fool. I hurt you. It´s like father said. He let me live my own life, knowing I´d make a mistake and realize that there is only one way.”

Slowly, you walked around until you faced him.

“Illumi. Look at me.”

Reluctantly, the black-haired man raised his gaze. His eyes looked wet with frustration.

“You aren´t flawed. You´ve been put in a system where being perfect is unachievable. But look.”

You outstretched your hands, palms up. Upon further inspection, there were no bruises. No marks. Not even a red tint from where he had grabbed your wrists.

“You never hurt me, Illumi. Your grip was so gentle, somehow you must´ve known it was me. You see? There is no flaw.”

You beamed up at him.

“For me, you´re perfect. I love you, Illumi. I wouldn´t want you any other way.”

There was no flaw... he hadn't actually hurt you. Illumi's initial frustration started dripping down his cheeks.

For a long time, he wouldn´t let go.

With the utmost care he wrapped you in a hug, burrowing his face against your hair.

"Thank you. For letting me stay."

[2ynjns]

txt's reaction when their significant other dyed their hair

anon sent:

txt’s reaction to their s/o surprising them with a new haircut or colouring their hair, that was a big change from their old hair 🥺

yeonjun

months prior you’re like “jjunie, i wanna dye my hair like yours.”

and he was like “lemme dye it for you!!”

but you didn’t let him dye it himself because you wanted it to be a surprise

and you didn’t want him to burn your scalp when bleaching LOL

you got it done at the salon

you came home you were unrecognizable

you legit came at your place and yeonjun watching his cameo on live on on his ipad

he turned to the door to see a pink haired human being

i was reading to throw the ipad at you

but you’re like “jjun no! it’s me!”

:O

“you look like me!!”

guess what you finally dyed your hair after thinking about it for MONTHS

and you dyed your hair pink to match yeonjun’s :”)

as soon he was just UWU

he pulled you to him and he’d touch your hair and admire it

“you look beautiful baby”

and yk that red heart hair clip he wore on that one we lost the summer stage?

yes he got you one too

so you went out in public with matching hair clips

he’d go out on dates with you with matching hair styles

ponytail? cool. clips? great. space buns? bet put it on!

soobin

you just compulsively decided that you wanted to dye your hair

“soob, wanna go to the salon with me?” “yeah sure”

man just thought you’re just gonna get a hair cut

but

he saw the stylist whip out their bowl and brush

he was like (⊙_(⊙_⊙)_⊙)

he was starin at you and was scared for his life

you never done this before

you only got hair cuts before

but never dyed your hair

anyways

the stylist started bleaching your head and he was lowkey excited

“you never told me you wanted to dye your hair.”

“hehehe just thought of it earlier”

the final results were cute

you dyed your hair strawberry blonde and added fringe bangs

soobin went all uwu mode on you

he loves it!

he’d play with your hair 24/7, he’d curl it or straighten it for you

he’d also braid it

at the end of the day you’d both just take a lot of selfies and he’d set it as his wallpaper

that man just LOVES your hair okay

beomgyu

red hair definitely suited you, any color does

he’s the one who suggested to dye your hair

“your hair has been your natural color your whole life you should spice it up.”

and you’re like

“kai literally is brown haired throughout his eighteen years of existence, you tell him to dye his hair blonde.”

anyway

you both came to an agreement that you’re gonna dye your hair for him

that’s the birthday present you’re gonna give him

you dyingyour hair cherry red HAHA

here’s the catch

you dyed it yourself with him

it was scary as heck

please

i dont know why you trusted him, you could’ve been bald

but he was really careful with your hair

he loves your natural hair but he wanted to see you with a diff colored hair

you blacked it first then applied the color

y’all made a mess on the tub but oh well

finish product waS BEAUTIFUL

it was a lil bit patchy BUT THATS OKAY

BEOMGYU TRIED GIVE HIM A BREAK

you applied toner and extra stuff and the color evened out

you curled it and showed it

mans was hella happy

“BABE YOU LOOK SO GOOD SHOULD I DYE MINE TOO????”

you’re like hahahahahaha get your stylist do it

taehyun

as soon as you saw taehyun with blonde hair you were in awe

you got inspired to dye your hair

but you didn’t want to dye yours blonde

you wanted to dye yours a little subtle

light ash brown balayage

omFG

it’s subtle but it’s still noticeable yfm

taehyun was on schedule and you told him you’d go to the salon

you were really excited to see his reaction

as soon as you got home and brought home food

you settled on the couch and waited for tae to arrive home

(❤´艸｀❤)

that was his reaction

“my love, you look lovely…”

he cooed and smiled SO HARD

SO MF HARD

his iconic smile was plastered on his face

he was so in love oh my god

you both were eating and your hair was on your way

so he tucked it behind your ears like he usually do

and even got a clip to clip it back

mans is whipped as hell

he gave you compliments 24/7 until it grew out and the color faded

and insisted that you should redye it when it grew out

and made you do a blonde balayage instead

huening kai

wbk this man doesnt ever dye his hair throughout his career

so y’all made a bet on something

and hair was the punishment

both of you will dye your hair blonde if you win

and if he wins only you will dye hair

mf he won….

so you were the only one obligated to bleach your head

well kai we’re waiting for your dyed hair pls

dye in blonde for next comeback aka chaos chapter pls im begging

anyways

you were scared as heck what if you shed hair if you dont bleach it properly

but you didnt want to spend a lot on maney to get it done at the salon

so you did a lot of research prior bleaching

you’re not in the bathroom bleaching your head

the outcome wasnt that bad especially after the toning

your hair was now platinum blonde after so much bleaching and toning

rip your head

after three days of his busy schedule and not seeing you he came over to your place

as he saw you

(❤ ω ❤)

“AAAAAAAGGGGHHHH!!!!’

he ran towards you and smelled your hair

“smells like strawberries…”

he wanted to eat it

but no he cant

he was actually inspired with your newly dyed hair

he now wants to do it and reconsidering dying his hair

“kaikai, you should dye it. i’ll do it for you.”

“uhhh.. ill have my stylist do it haha thanks tho ☜(ﾟヮﾟ☜)

[girlgrouptrash101]

Cooking with Loona

Request: "i know requests are closed and i’m reallyyy sorryyyy 🥺 i’ve been going through a lot and i just didn’t have time and didn’t feel right enough to ask this: maybe cooking with loona??"

A/N: to the anonnie that requested this, i hope you're feeling better and ily ❤️❤️

(had to put a keep reading tab cuz the post was too damn long f)

- C

Heejin:

we’ve all seen the cement brownie she tried to give to chuu on her birthday vlive..... yeah....

she always skips like half the steps when she’s following recipes and then gets confused when her food doesn’t turn out the same like,, Heejins sweetie pleASE-

lowkey can’t cook but she thinks she can because you hype her up too much

like she will serve you a dish that will somehow be both burnt and cold at the same time and you still tell her she did amazing because it makes her so happy and that’s all that matters

your guys’ favourite thing to make together is probably cupcakes or cakes

because you get to bake them and Heejin gets to decorate them, and they always end up looking and tasting immaculate

everything in your guys’ relationship works better when you’re together, you two simply complete each other :’)

Hyunjin:

not only does she make the most kickass bread but girlie really is a chef of all cuisines too

you still don’t know how or where she even learned to cook so well but you aren’t complaining at all

whatever you feel like eating, Hyunjin knows how to cook it to absolute perfection and she always offers to teach you how to make your favourite dishes

you two also have matching yellow cat aprons uwu

the kind of girl to either kick you out of her kitchen for distracting her while she’s making a meal or else back hug you and help you stir a bowl with her hand over yours all romantically

it literally just depends what mood she’s in at that very moment

highkey loves loves loves cooking for you and surprising you with dinner after a long day, because her favourite thing to do is put a smile on your face :D

Haseul:

starts off really strong and sticks to the recipe... but then her mind wanders and she's like,,, well,,, what if i add this????

and you're like haseul,,,, please don't put chilli peppers in Kim lips birthday cake, i promise she can do without them,,,,,

she finds cooking in the dorms a bit stressful, doing her best to feed the hungry members after a long day of practice

so cooking with you tends to be a much more therapeutic experience, just you two, a bit of music and some tasty treats

but she of course brings back plenty of wonderful bakes for her members to enjoy too, they're literally her babies she is can't just let them STARVE 😔🙄😢

lowkey pretends she's having trouble stirring so you'll reach from the back and help her with the spoon all romantically

miss haseul you are not slick we SEE YOU

Yeojin:

yes she did in fact bejewel her cookery book

"yeojin... I can't even read the recipes, there's too much glitter!!"

"Well Y/N, sometimes, sacrifices have to be made in the name of beauty."

said sacrifices are usually cupcakes and cakes that don't rise, burnt food or just complete mush that doesn't even look like food

however, when yeojin is fully dedicated she can pack a mean lunch, sometimes she makes them for you when you're going off to school/work, and she always makes sure presentation is A+

prefers to just go out to cafes/restaurants on dates rather than cook

but that doesn't mean there haven't been times where you and her have been in the kitchen at 2am, trying to make a gigantic cake for you and all her members to share 😌

Vivi:

has the most peaceful, lofi cooking playlist ever

you two work in harmony, always helping one another but never tripping over the other in the kitchen

it's so harmonious it's like.... y'all were meant to be or sumn idk 😳😳😳

however if u try to eat any batter she will smack ur hand and be like no ⛔ that is for LATER hfhdhd

her hair always gets tied up in the cutest little bun when she's baking, and that along with her fairy apron makes her look like an actual princess

she also LOVES cooking/teaching you how to make her favourite foods from Hong Kong that she'd always make with her mom

those meals always help her when she's homesick, and with you by her side make her feel like she's not alone 🥺

Kim Lip:

CEO of pretending she has everything under control when in reality she has absolutely no idea what’s going on

“Uhhh Jungeun, is something burning?” “NOPE NOPE IDK WHAT YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT HA HA HA........”

wants to put your apron on you every time but she’s always way too shy to ask so she just resorts to back-hugging you until you get the hint and let her tie a cute little bow behind your back with the apron string hehe

makes pretty decent food when she’s not flailing around and panicking over a single grain of rice that escaped from the pot or something

however she refuses to admit when she messes up in the kitchen

like she could burn something to a crisp or use completely the wrong ingredients but she’d still eat every bite just to prove she’s the best cook in the house

if your food sucks she will tell you to your face, followed by a kiss so you forget about the fact she just roasted your cooking skills lol

Jinsoul:

Jinsoul gives off Hawaiian shirt drunk uncle at the family barbecue vibes who won't let anyone near the steaks

and you're like,, Jinsoul do you even know what you're doing????????? to which she responds - "food, heat, it's cooking. isn't that all i need to know?"

chaotic but refuses to acknowledge the chaos she causes in the kitchen

so when you have baking dates u have to keep such a close eye on her to make sure she isn't going to poison anyone with her creations

once she gets into it tho, she's grooving around the kitchen in her little robot apron, dancing to Christmas songs when it's not even Christmas and just 10/10 having a blast

not really the biggest fan of cooking but she knows you are, and since you help her build her gundams she does like to try and help our properly in the kitchen when she can

perhaps Jinsoul best girl???? perhaps??????

Choerry:

hello this sunshine absolutely LOVES baking, especially for others because putting a smile on someone's face is her main goal in life

she loves decorating with icing too, her go to patterns are smiley faces, flowers and the sun!

her playlists are always so upbeat, the two of you end up bouncing around the kitchen singing at the top of your lungs as you work

LOVES LOVES LOOOOOVES backhugs, especially recieving them,,, it makes her feel all worm and mushy inside hehe

also likes to kiss face icing off of your face, just to have an excuse to give you as many little pecks as she so desires

choerry always makes you a birthday cake every year, and she puts so much work into it, it absolutely melts your heart

plus it makes her happy to see you eating well and having a good time, she truly just is the biggest sweetheart :']

Yves:

she always says yes whenever you ask her to cook with you, but only because she just wants to flirt with you for an hour

"why do we need to make all this food, when the real snack is right in front of me? 😏"

cooking with you actually really does make her happy though, she loves that she can be so domestic with you, it's such an amazing break from her hectic life

also lowkey makes her feel like you're a married couple... and you best believe Yves can't wait to wife you up

she doesn't suck at cooking, but has often times gotten,,, ahem,,,, somewhat distracted and has prioritized making out with you against the kitchen counter rather than how long the food has been cooking, which ends up in a lot of burnt meals

baking with her is really a time, and has more than once ended in a very messy food fight because Yves wouldn't stop smearing icing all over your face 💔

her specialty is dialing the local takeaway and ordering food instead ✨ okay Yves Ramsey go off ✨

Chuu:

this baby girl is just torn between actually wanting to cook or just asking you to cook with her so she can get affection from you (as if she doesn't get that anyway smh)

backhugs except she won't let go

whenever she's making something she calls you over and she's like "Y/N is this okay?" and always asks for kisses as a reward for doing good

will feed you every single ingredient no questions asked

she loves surprising you with meals on very random occasions though, for example that one time she cooked your favourite food because it was the anniversary of the first time she got sick while dating you

she's actually a pretty good cook when she puts her mind to it though, she loves making good food that'll cheer people up when they really need it

btw you will be forced to wear matching aprons and they will be the pinkest, loudest and sparkliest ones that she can get her hands on ✨

Go Won:

have the fire service on speed dial before you even think about cooking with gowon omg

you literally also need to have indestructible tastebuds because she WILL destroy them

her speciality is starting fires and combining foods that were NEVER. EVER. E V E R. meant to be combined 😭😭

"babe come try this dish!! it's ramen mixed with coca cola, jelly and vegetable soup!!! it tastes GREAT trust me"

at the end of the day you just leave her be in the kitchen because at least she's having fun LMAO

(just always have a fire hydrant by your side okay??? she set the loona dorm on fire making chicken nuggets once...)

despite all her chaos, she somehow always produces something edible at the end and.... sometimes it actually tastes good too???

Olivia Hye:

lets you do all the work cuz she's worried she "might mess it up" when in reality she just wants to order takeout and cuddle instead smhhh

will probably follow you around the kitchen or rest her head on your shoulder while you do all the cooking, because this tsundere is secretly the biggest softie for you

she's actually a decent chef when she's motivated to help though

like she even put together a cooking playlist for you guys - which she very shyly revealed to you one time, a slight blush on her cheeks as she played the songs for you

cuz miss olhye is very much a romantic, she just doesn't have the confidence to show you all that yet hehe

her favourite is making desserts because well,,,, she gets to eat the batter and also gets tasty treats at the end

10/10 cooking backhugs also 🖐️😌

[danteinthedevildom]

Oh geez, the coma theory is terrifying. Just the idea of thinking that everything was just a coma dream is super depressing, and eventually believing it really was made up is even sadder.

Bows at the waist You’re welcome, you’re welcome, thank you, I live to bring you the Tastiest Angst uwu

Tbr tho, smthn I love abt the coma theory is just... how MC copes with it all after? Bc, like, ok. Lets imagine this:

(This is written with a generic, GN!MC in mind and uses they/them pronouns!)

MC wakes up from their coma, surrounded by unfamiliar faces. The walls are blaringly white, the sterile scent of antisceptic thick in the air. Coming to, they can hear the shrill beep of machinery, the muffled voices of nurses, and then the bustling of activity - as well as a dull, aching numbness throughout their body, a sense of lethargy so contrary to the thrumming anxiety they’d felt only moments ago. It’s overwhelming - incredibly so - and as their heartrate skyrockets, the beeps shriek faster.

They’re calmed down with a mild sedative, and through the slight haze that settles over their mind - the imposed quiet that feels, after so long of vibrant cacophany, forced and wrong - they’re gently asked a series of very simple questions. Their lips move in answer, but whatever words they give in response are nonsense to their own ears.

By the time the sedative works its way through their veins, awareness gifted back to them in the slow draw of a needle and the rustling of an empty bag, a kind-faced nurse is the only one left beside them. Her gentle features are pulled just a little tight, smile strained and not quite reaching her eyes.

They learn that a year has passed - something they already knew, and makes them wonder just how much family drama and modern news they have to catch up on - and that they’ve been in a coma for the duration of it. That, at least, gives them pause. They have memories of a body in the Devildom, one easily broken and torn apart, crushed of life and cradled in desperate arms. That body, they know well - from the painful crack of bones, the awkward twist of an ankle - was very, very real. 

The nurse sees their confusion, and bites her lip. Her eyes flicker to the open door, the bustle of doctors and nurses rushing through the corridoor beyond - then harden, just slightly, with resolve. Under the guise of helping MC sit up, she quietly whispers in their ear that they’ve had - from what the doctor can understand - a very intense, very realistic dream. One in which they’d gone to hell, and been trapped until the moment of their awakening. 

She pulls away with pity painted across her delicate features, and MC only barely bites back a laugh. A dream? If only some of the past year had been a dream; they’d been through things no human ever should, seen things that even the deeply religious would pale to hear. The memories are fresh in their mind; they recall furious orange eyes and seething ruby red as the nurse takes her leave, and think, with amusement, that there are some things normal humans will just never understand. 

Except, of course, that when they sleep, and wake up the next day, the nurse brings in someone new; a woman in a blue, pinstripe suit, her long hair tied in a bun at the top of her head, a little yellow notepad in one hand. 

The woman - a therapist? Psychiatrist? - introduces herself in clipped yet warm tones, and informs MC of the purpose of her visit. A year, she explains, is a very long time to be asleep; there’s a lot of information MC is missing, and it could be overwhelming for them to take in. She’s there to help smooth the transition. To catch them up without catching them out. 

It’s not a long session, at first. About thirty minutes. She asks MC what they remember before the coma, and nods as she writes their response down. She asks them basic things - their name, where they live, their age, the names of living family members, phone numbers, if they can recall them - and seems pleasantly surprised by MC’s ability to recall. By the end of it, her little notebook is filled three pages in, even in her small, neat script. 

Their sessions continue each day in a similar fashion for a week, with additional information dotted in whenever she believes MC is ready to handle something new. Bit by bit, they’re caught up on the comings and goings of the world they’d been separated from - and are allowed, from time to time, to ask about the state of media affairs; about games and music and TV, and whether their favourite of the lot has been updated, and by how much. 

It’s amicable, in a stiff sort of way. She leans forward whenever she tells them about a new piece of gossip, one hand curled around her mouth, voice a stage-whisper that has MC stifling laughter. Bare traces of smiles slip across her lips when she pulls back, when MC snarks, or shares an opinion that makes her snort - but are gone in an instant as soon as footsteps echo past the door, expression carefully settled back into professional sternness. 

She reminds them of someone. It’s easy, in that light, to open up; to let themself relax, and enjoy the half hour of time they spend together. 

On the dawn of the second week, however, something... changes. The woman arrives with her yellow notebook, her hair done up in a bun, her blue pinstripe suit as perfect as always. She settles down in her chair, shifts around for a moment to find the perfect position, and pulls the biro from her pocket, uncapping it with her teeth. 

As normal as the previous week. Yet something unsettles MC, who’d once had to carefully gauge minute reactions for the telltale signs of an imminent transformation; there’s a tension to the straight line of her shoulders, to the dip in the furrow of her brow, that sets them on edge. They sit upright in an instant, eyes alert - as if, for some reason, expecting horns to suddenly sprout from her head. 

She clears her throat. Drops the notepad on her lap, flicks through the pages. It’s more than half full, now; her script getting smaller in the more recent notes, less refined, to take up less space on the lines. Her brow furrows until she stops on a page with several sentences underlined in red, carefully smoothing over the paper to remove non-existent creases, and breathes out a sigh. 

Very carefully, almost haltingly, her eyes studying their face, she asks them who “Levi” is. 

(They imagine horns curling from her temples, long and thin; first forwards, towards her brow, and then up, following the curve of her skull. They feel as pinned beneath her gaze as they did beneath his.)

Her attack comes as viciously and suddenly as theirs once did; a barrage of questions, a recollection of memories let slip in casual conversation, descriptions of the House when asked to describe their home, names of people who don’t exist. She stops only once they feel as if they’re destined to snap, held together by a thread frayed and worn.

Beneath the sound of their frantic breaths, they hear her speak; soft, soothing, a voice of reason amid the turbulent panic that grounds them, and pulls them to shore.

A dream, she claims, though one they no doubt think is real. A consequence of the coma, and their slowly returning mind trying to make sense of something that simply didn’t; to fill in gaps, to make up for a lost year. A fragile mind’s desperate attempt at stabilisation, but one that would make moving on almost impossible if MC wasn’t prepared to let go. 

Long after their session is concluded - after she’s closed her notebook, slid her pen back into her pocket, graced them with a final, pitying glance before slipping out the door - they sit upright in their hospital bed, staring at nothing, their mind reeling. 

A dream. Could it have been a dream? The Devildom, demons, angels - an Exchange Programme to settle tensions and bring about peace. It felt real. No, it was real - as real as the bedsheets beneath them, as the midday sun starting its climb above the clouds outside. They had felt, tasted, loved - no coma could make that up.

And yet, if they distance themself from it - imagine someone else in their place, someone generic, someone fantastical, someone opposite to them - it all sounds surreal. Like something out of a novel, or a TV show, or a game; something made to entertain, based in the fictional, in the things humans dream to be true but have never proven to be anything more than fanciful imagination. 

Their dream - the Devildom - what evidence do they have of that? Memories easily faked, and knowledge of a Realm no other human knows to exist.

Their fingers twitch. Something fragile and thin wavers inside them, threatening to snap.

Their body is thinner than it was a year ago; atrophied by ceaseless inactivity and mechanical intervention to keep their slumbering mind alive. The date is printed on the newspaper carefully folded atop their bedside table, unavoidable, stark ink declaring a time well beyond their last waking thought. 

They’d be a fool to ignore what’s right in front of them. Wouldn’t they? After all...

Why would they be chosen, of all people - someone without importance or purpose or secret abilities to denote them as special? If magic existed, wouldn’t there be evidence? Why an academy, of all things, and not - something reasonable, something sensical? 

The thread snaps. MC laughs, hysterical and watery. Drawing their knees up to their chest, they bury their face in the bowl of their hands, muffling the soft, trembling hiccups tumbling from their lips. 

A year. They’ve lost a year. A year they can never get back, experiences they’ve forever missed, time they’ve got to accept as gone - and the best thing their mind could think to replace it was hell?

Tears splash hot against their palms. Their half-mad laughter turns slowly into fractured sobs. 

How pathetic. How cruel. 

By the time their tears dry, eyes red-rimmed and chest aching with heaving breaths, there’s no doubt in their mind. 

Their friends in the Devildom were nothing more than a figment of their desperate imagination. 

+

+

Life moves on. They forget their experiences in their made-up word. 

The woman helps them recover from the trauma of entering a society that’s moved on without them, and the loss of their coping mechanism. 

They learn how to distinguish dream from reality, and how to stop themself from stumbling over a name that doesn’t exist. Soon, they no longer feel the yearning ache for demons they never met, or homesickness for a place they never visited. 

They reintergrate without much issue. They catch up with friends who talk over each other to update them on their lives, loud and brash in a familiar show that puts them at ease - and with family who, over time, stop sending pitying, worried glances their way. 

It’s not perfect, of course; they still stumble, still slip, still find new things to learn about the year they missed, but it happens less and less each day. 

It’s not perfect, but it’s better - and, several months in, home starts to feel like home again, and not like a hollow replica of a place once filled with sound.  

+

+

A warm breeze floats in through the open window, playing with the curtains; presently pulled open to allow a cascade of summer sun to heat the countertops. Bustling about in the kitchen, MC hums a soft, lilting tune to themself. The news drones on from the TV in the livingroom, setting a backdrop to the sizzling of meats on the frying pan as they dance back from the fridge with a carton of eggs. 

The surfaces are too hot to rest the eggs there - too hot, even, for MC to touch anything not covered in cloth with their bare hands - so they improvise instead. Cradling the carton to their chest, they use one hand to crack the eggshell on the side of the frying pan, clumsily splitting it with their fingers. The egg drops into the spitting oil with a splash, and they quickly yank their hand back, watching as clear fluid colours white in seconds. 

Two more eggs slot in alongside the first, awkwardly smooshed together to avoid running into the nearly-cooked meat. It means they’re left with one arguably giant egg with three yolks, but a few, quick cuts with the top edge of a spatula sets them back to sorts. 

A little, simmering feeling of pride settles in their chest as they flip over the contents of the pan with skillful flicks of their wrist, a hearty waft of deliciously cooked goods washing over them. Not a single item burnt. Once upon a time, that would have been a miracle. 

Turning off the heat, they pull the frying pan off to the side, letting the oil cool enough to stop spitting before grabbing a plate to scoop their meal onto. Even in the summer heat, there’s a slight steam rising from the meats. It looks almost too good to eat. 

Only almost, of course; their stomach rumbles ravenously, and they laugh as they make their way over to the cutlery drawer, picking out their favourite set of utensils.

Nothing - and they really do mean nothing - beats the joy of eating a fresh meal. 

Excitement bubbling beneath the surface, they make their way over to a chair, plate balanced in one hand and cutlery held in the curl of their fist in the other - when, suddenly, the doorbell rings. They stop dead, head snapping towards the front door, hum cut off abrutly in their throat. The droning voice of the newsreporter continues as normal, unhindered by the interruption. 

Their brows furrow. For a moment, they consider simply ignoring the doorbell, pretending that no-one’s home in the hope that their uninvited guest will leave, and they’ll get to enjoy their meal in peace - but the doorbell rings again, twice this time, and the thought disappears quickly. 

With a huff and a grumble, they put the plate down, giving it one last, longing look, still warm, steaming, and perfectly delicious, before covering it and turning away. If they’re quick, maybe they’ll get back in time before the heat makes it all taste off. 

The doorbell rings again as they pass by the livingroom to turn the TV down, and once more after that just as they’re approaching the door. They don’t even have time to wipe their hands off on their clothing - as much as getting grease on it would be a genuinely terrible idea - before they see the silhouette of someone’s arm raising toward the doorbell for another ring, and in a flurry of frantic desperation to avoid hearing the damn thing again, they wrench the door open with just a little more force than necessary.

The man on the other side stares at them with wide, surprised eyes, lips parted and hand still positioned over the bell - and any words they’d had building up on the tip of their tongue shatter in an instant. 

Standing before them is a man that doesn’t exist.

Standing before them is a man that can’t exist.

Standing before them is - 

Their breath hitches in their throat, eyes wide and yet oddly unseeing. The impossibility before them looks every bit as flesh and blood as they themself; from the light in his eyes, to the shine of his hair beneath the overhead sun, to the steady rise and fall of his chest. He seems real. 

Real enough to reach out and touch. 

Real in a way MC knows they can’t imagine in broad daylight. 

Their stomach churns. Acidic bile creeps up the line of their throat. 

Dreams - memories? - they’d long since buried slowly press up to the surface.

Their heart thrums in their chest -

And they freeze. 

A beat passes. The figment - the man - their friend draws his arm back to his side, eyes narrowing in a familiar smile.

He says hello. He says their name. 

And that’s all he manages to say before the world goes dark. His expression twisting into one of shocked horror is the last thing MC remembers. 

[shirari]

My moots as random stuff in my house

Headcanons by. Your lovely moot Hikari LMAO

Why am I doing this? Cuz I keep on associating hq characters as the stuff here as well and ur the victim now HAHAHJSJJDMSMS

Any who, forgive me for bothering you <\3

If I missed anyone, it's maybe cuz I'm still a bit timid to tag you??? If anything, pls hmu to be added cuz there are tons of stuff here aakwndksndjsndn. Non moots can ask for a haikyuu character tho.

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☆Oya @oni-girx

The coffee table

Cuz I'm always around the coffee table when I'm downstairs and never even bother eating on the dining table. The same way I'm always in groupchats instead of servers in discord goodbye-

It's hella messy on it too like?? Why is my febreeze down here wth put it back in my room-

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Kotarou Bokuto/Yuu Nishinoya (this place has so many random stuff on it like how Bokuto randomly goes emo or even radiates Noya's chaotic energy-)

☆Rosie @sookyshima

Well, my favourite old handbag my *mom bought me way back in the end of 2018.

It was bright red, but it's worn out now sadly.

The colour looked good with any of my outfits ngl, cuz i wear lots of dark colours lol

I cherished this handbag the same way I cherish my elder moot, Rosie <333

No I'm not calling you old. I'm just born too late🧍🏻‍♀️

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Tetsurou Kuroo (Red looks hot on him and the fact *Kuroo doesn't have a mother.... It hurts me a little bit)

☆Spencer @spiritingawaytoanime

The yummy meiji crackers I only occasionally eat.

I love the crackers but I only have it when I felt like it </3

Same as our interactions lately, very occasional but enjoyable uwu

Btw I was kinda confused... Who's elliot-

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Tsutomu Goshiki (I only simp for him whenever I actually feel like, especially when I scroll through general shiratorizawa content occasionally lol)

☆Lili @lilikags

For some reason, my dad's chamomile tea

Idk why but I literally smell fragrance tea when I see you around tumblr interacting or I'm just scrolling around 🤷🏻‍♀️

And I liked that, however it kinda intimidated me cuz it smelled elegant-

It smelled something like Chai tea. Anything classy actually.

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Akaashi Keiji (English breakfast sounds nice or maybe even Earl Grey :D)

☆Inez @shoyotime

The grandfather wall clock

It's old and classy, but it needs some repairs to work again.

I actually don't know why but it's one of the prettiest things I see in my house lol. So as you Inez :')

Some have said you're quite mature, so it makes sense in some way? Yeah :D

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Wakatoshi Ushijima (Wakatoshi radiates those dark academia vibes and I think it's really classy, me love)

☆Nova @mysterystarz

Your url makes me think of the star shaped fairy lights hung around my porch-

It's pretty so makes sense hehe

I'm getting sleepy as I write omg-why am I spending 1 whole minute on how do I elaborate

Okay screw it, you're simply the stars to Keiji's universe uwu

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Kourai Hoshiumi (Hoshiumi means star sea so-)

☆El @sugurus-princess

I say ur my black acoustic guitar cuz it fits ur blog theme :D

I literally waited years for the time I start learning guitar. Sadly, I don't really have time or motivation anymore cuz I've been so burnt out :')

Okay why th is Hikari Are (Haikyuu op season 3) moonlight version by BurnOut Syndromes playing while talking about my guitar omfg 😭

The song I was trying to learn recently was Pure Imagination :')

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Aran Ojiro (no I'm not being racist because my guitar is black, I cherish my guitar sm and I'm soft for Aran pls😭❤️)

☆Xy @xybi

Bread/The brand new bread maker my dad bought last week

Every time I see you around, I can smell bakery pastries like tarts and sweet buns for some reason. Oh and also cookies.

I ain't even Tanjiro/Gonpachiro but here I am smelling my moots auras in tumblr

Idk u that much so far but I guess u can be many things the same way pastries do. (sweet, salty, sour or savoury kinds of things like that??)

Haikyuu character I associated this item with : Tooru Oikawa (cuz I immediately thought of making milkbread when I heard about getting a bread maker lol)

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hikari's word. Wondering about your favourite as something random? Hmu at @hikaoi ! My writing blog for the headcanon. It's still empty so I wanted to fill it somehow for now hehe

[bittybattybunny]

Ahhhhh!!!! That punch me in the heart :'< (I want to punch that woman in face harder tho) what a chapter...really I'm happy eclipse is prosesing those feelings and that Ru is there for emotional support but damn. Also the dream!! And solid and hard to swallow chapter but wonderful nevertheless!! Damn you Bunn, when you have that novel ready I'll buy it and read the hell out of it

-tiny bun cackles-

I'm glad it hit hard tho; its something that's been built up and now it's known why Eclipse is so hard on herself. But she'll learn she's got the support and can move past it monster or not uvu Ru is going to do his damnedest to prove to her she's not anything her mother thought

Hehehe~! Eclipse is a woman with prophetic dreams; it's how she predicts the rain (plus the whole being a wolf) I planned for a long while she had dreamt of him as a child long before she'd ever know him. She herself doesn't even recall the dream uwu

ahhhh thank youuu who knows when but I have actually been working on it!!! and health allowing I'll be working on it for NANOWRIMO this year! I have my outline ready to go for the first few chapters!!!

also I promise next chapter is lighter

and then I think the one right after is the confession chapter but I'd have to check my drafts

[tartagliaxx]

hi. i only got to play in inazuma today so here's me live reacting to the archon quest. it's a lil out of context tho so have fun trying to figure out which parts im talking abt. also, this is the only time i'm going to be talking abt spoilers for at least one week so... 🤷‍♀️

swordfish ii? cute.

Jesus Christ. and here i thought it was my lowest settings that made his hair grey… this poor kid. teppei i admire your determination but no… just no...

SCARAMOUCHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

IF EVIL WHY SO HOT

you know.... scaramouche could stand still and the air would get electrified. and yknow,,, that's p... that's p attractive

ugh im disgusting myself. and here i thought i still had an inch of sanity left in me.

of all people it had to be this little jerk

scaramouche is so fucking evil. i’d like ten of him, please.

man,, they expect me to dodge this shit? that’s the biggest l i’ve heard today. none of that shit. i’m bringing out my zhong and my sweet madames skrrt

sayu is adorable… i remember when i had hopes of growing up too… alas, it has come to this.

OH MY GOD AYATO CRUMBS. I AM LICKING THAT SHIT UP. PLEASE— HE HAS A SECRET UNIT. THATS SO HOT WTF. AYATO MY DEAR, PLEASE DONT BE A REGULAR ICKY NPC BUT WHITE HAIRED…

SNEAKY SNEAK. SNEAKY SNEAK.

THOMA OH MY GOD MY MALEWIFE. HOW HAVE YOU BEEN? also, sayu’s sleeping again. this girl’s got talent. is her circadian rhythm okay?

pains me to be the bearer of all bad news and no good news…

WAIT THOMA IS LEAVING NO DONT LEAVE YET I WANT TO LOOK AT YOU MORE

oh nvm he’s still in the background.

EYY WHATS UP AYAKA. YOU’RE AS FINE AS EVER.

i… i don’t like where this is going… i refuse to be the bait. i’m too hot for that. so spicy they’ll spit me right out

DONT VOLUNTEER YOURSELF LUMINE— GIVE ME AN OPTION OR AT LEAST AN ‘OH SHIT HERE WE GO AGAIN’ LINE

YES FIREWORKS THAT WOULD WORK RIGHT? PLEASE TELL ME THAT WOULD WORK-

oh thank god… wait... they… they wouldn’t ask me to be the one to set off the fireworks right?

UNFORTUNATELY NO. AFTER YOU BECOME A FREE MAN, YOU’RE IMMEDIATELY MARRYING ME THOMA ANJKFHAIGHLANGKLAHOFJLKAB

oh crap… i’m… i’m in deep.

HE’S BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING US AGAIN EVERY DAY SINCE HE GOT THERE ANFLaglvbajlfblabvljabefva;bfalLJBLJDABVBAALSNADL tumblr user @tartagliaxx is broken. she is now irreparable. she has no regrets. goodbye.

ehem… what if… you and i… and hotsprings… together?? JUST KIDDING. PG-13 OVER HERE. NOTHING INDECENT WHATSOEVER MOVE ALONG NOW

poor thoma,,,

oh come on ayaka… cut us some slack… i just watched lumine wheeze bc of evil purple mist only to be dragged into 2 timeskips and an entire training arc. dont let her be yet another traumatized shounen manga protagonist… altho, it might be uh… too late for that…

oh dear… is thoma going to get another round of diarrhea?

OF COURSE. OF COURSE IT’S ME DOING ALL THE WORK. OF COURSE IT’S ME WHO’S RISKING MY LIFE ALL OVER AGAIN. GOD! GIVE LUMINE A BREAK. BEING A TRAVELER DOES NOT MEAN IT’S FREE REAL ESTATE.

hello yoimiya… still looking as bomb as ever i see……… mhm… gonna see myself out rn…

HELP MY SHITTY GRAPHICS COMPLETELY ERADICATED HER BROWS

oh god… are we dying because of fireworks? forget getting caught by the patrol… we’re about to light up an untested firework that was made to be a billion times more explosive….

NO. SHE SAID IT. SHE SAID THE CURSED SENTENCE. WHATS THE WORST THAT COULD HAPPEN? IDK YOU TELL ME. YOU JUST SENTENCED US TO DEATH YOIMIYA GREAT GOING still love you tho.

man… these patrol guards aint shit… i literally walked an inch behind their backs and they did nothing… its a surprise the rebellion still hasn’t won when they place guards like this in their ranks………. ok that was kinda mean i’ll apologize in a bit.

SAYU OMG… DONT WORRY I’LL SNEAK YOU OUT AND RISK MY LIFE willingly JUST TO RESCUE YOU. ILYSM HONEY YOU’RE DOING SO WELL

no, paimon. it’s not but we’re doing it anyway 🤡

NO ONE TOLD ME WE’RE GOING TO RUN. I WENT COMPLETELY OFF COURSE. first try tho 😏

HELLO THOMA. HELLO AYAKA.

HELLO SAYU. HOW DID IT GO? IM GUESSING IT WENT WELL BC YOU’RE STILL ALIVE?

oh no….. she’s worn herself out…. man,,, this is why you dont make convicts out of kids….

WE ASKED SAYU FOR AN INCH AND SHE GAVE AS TEN THOUSAND MILES. SAYU MY CHILD YOU EXCEED EXPECTATIONS

god, don’t remind me. as hot as the shogun trying to kill us w her blade was, i don’t appreciate almost getting murdered on screen (even if we most certainly have plot armor)

awwww is thoma worried about me uwu owo? dw i have like… a lumine w 6% crit rate by my side

sigh… i dont want to leave yet… cant i just stay by thoma’s side and not go to war for a change?

it was at this moment that tumblr user lei saw the wonders of being a housewife.

oh sara… my stars… i’m so sorry. i feel so bad for you but at the same time… this oddly makes me want to write a song for you ABJFJKABJABCABVABVKA I KNOW JACK SHIT ABT SONGWRITING WHY AM I THINKING LIKE THIS

well… there she goes…

oh…. oh….. yae is stealing my heart. WHAT DO I DO WHAT DO I DO (i have an alt for a reason heehee)

DEAR LORD. PLEASE STEP ON MY NECK SARA.

these guys got guts to say ‘i’m sorry ma’am’ to THE kujou sara.

oh old man… you’re dead. you’re so dead.

man… this old man is a simp? sheesh.

YES. GO TELL EM PAIMON. PREACH THAT SHIT LOUD AND CLEAR.

oh my god… is that dude dead? i probably should’ve uh apologized b4 he flopped down to the ground ig…

MAN,, SARA’S DOWN FOR THE COUNT?? tbf i didnt expect much but…. also, AYE SIGNORA’S SO ICY.

she’s calling me out for being a simp ;-; heart been broke so many times or smth

OH SHIT LUMINE SPOKE. MAN,, WHY IS SHE SO COOL.

oh… i love this part of the vow… im suddenly inspired to write… how about a wedding au? an angsty wedding au?

goddamn… it’s been nice knowing you all…. i dont think i’ll come out of this alive if signora went out like that…

WHATS HAPPENING? ARE YOU SAYING KAZUHA WENT THROUGH THIS BS? IS LUMINE OKAY-

DID THEY REALLY JUST STORM THE ENTIRE FUCKING CAPITAL?? THEY HAVE SOME NERVE.

FUCK OMG KAZUHA AHHAHFHAFHAHGKJABKASBGA IM TEARING UP WTF WHY AM I GETTING EMOTIONAL- HONEY BUN THATS SO HOT OF YOU TO DO

oh… oh it’s time for round two? haha… time to… say my goodbyes….

yo… there are actual tears in my eyes… like… idk why… but that cutscene? shit man… that hit me…

hm… i feel bad for the shogun… ultimately, there is reason behind every act no matter how horrid. no matter how unreasonable, the reason one thinks of is always justified on their end. whatever everyone else thinks pay little effect on whether the act is fulfilled or not. also, her little laugh? i’m extra deceased.

the animation's fire as always wtf

oh but my kokoro... oof... my kokoro... ugh...

I’M SO FUCKING DONE AJKFHAKJBVAK- WE BEAT A HARBINGER AND FOR WHAT? she should’ve just tossed that gnosis into the ocean or smth...

HAH OMG SCARAMOUCHE. WHAT A MAN. I’M- I WAS RIGHT OMG. I HAD A LIL THEORY AND ITS JUST SMTH I HAD IN THE BACK OF MY MIND. I NEVER THOUGHT IT’LL ACTUALLY COME TRUE DEAR LORD. so now ig i have to admit i think abt him a lot and he has a soft spot in my heart 🥺 he’s evil you see and you know what my type is? evil men or at the very least, men with the potential to be evil. ugh so annoying.

scaramouche banner when

bc i sold everything worthy of money in me (read as my organs) for albedo, i'll sell my soul for him how about that?

EYE- makoto huh… well… fuck…

it’s day 400 of being ayato less even if he’s like… teased a million of times (jk it’s like… a grand total of seven but thats still p high)

im so… sigh…

i wonder if i’m still alive by the time sumeru releases… at the very least, i know my brain wouldn’t be.

....we were literally a captain for like... one second. that is so sad.

[quirklessidiot]

aoba johsai’s sport’s journalist (h/c’s)

just crack+ fluff + platonic-ish relationship (gn!y/n) (w: language!) a/n: this has been bugging me for awhile now since i havent seen headcanons of this yet (if their are do send them on my ask box) and since im on a slump, i decided to write this down. this is completely fun, easy-going, and self-indulgent, really perfect for someone stuck on a slump ksks. idk if i should make some for the other schools but oh welp enjoy! happy 900 btw werkwerk uwu so weird to reach this when im not even very active.

Now let’s be honest here, it’s no surprise that the volleyball team of aoba johsai has their own sports journalist. Like, c’mon, they’re one of the best in the prefecture.

But let’s start with the basics here, shall we? Let’s start with you, how this all goes through, and how you got into this heaping pile of mess.

Yep, you.

There you were in high hopes to get into journalism for college so what better way was it than to apply for the school paper? It would definitely look good and pretty in those college applications *chef’s kiss* you’re a second year btw idk if that matters but yeah..

Much to your surprise no one was applying for the news section which was kind of sad since you wanted a buddy there.

but-but it turns out though everyone was applying for the sports section completely understandable, next to feature, it was the most exciting thing to write because there was going to be a special section and writer for the volleyball team.

You knew that volleyball was kind of a big thing around your school?? you just didn’t expect it to amass like that much people.

The editor in chief is obviously surprised, you were the first person on that day to come in there and actually apply for something else.

and guess where that led you to?

Yep, the sport’s section, specifically the volleyball team’s personal sports journalist. Your brain goes brrt brrt because you were not a sports writer at all and you were, ironically, scared of ball games.

VOLLEYBALL WAS COMPLETELY NEW TERRITORY FOR YOU.

Your editor in chief laughs it off and says, “you’ll do fine… its like news bUT SPORTS! IT’LL DEFINITELY LOOK GOOD IN YOUR APPLICATIONS!”

You’re not sure if you should be terrified or terrified?

It doesn’t help that on the first day when you enter the gym you look terribly constipated and panicking a lot because of all the stray balls being spiked and tossed around.

It also didn’t help that you crash course the terminologies and the member’s name a night before and you were just running on iced coffee that day.

Yeah, way to make a first impression, huh?

When you approach the coach, you’re not exactly sure what to say and you were this close to chickening out until you saw one of the players come up to you and ask if you were alright and if you wanted to talk to oikawa.

you’re loading for a second there.

and the poor guy who asks you if you were alright, starts looking actually worried because you weren’t responding at all.

“OH, oH IS THAT THE CAPTAIN?”

the guy literally looks very confused?? because what kind of rock were you living under that you didn’t know Oikawa???

so you go ahead and introduce yourself and say that your name was Y/N and you were the new sports journalist for the team.

“....soooo you write?”

“...”

at this point on, you’re also confused too

and idk man, first impressions do indeed last because you ended up (unknowingly) sharing the same brain cell with Matsukawa Issei.

you both were just confused there, straight up looking like two kids who got left behind by their mom in the grocery check-out line.

anyways...

He tells you the team’s pretty chill and you should stop looking like they spiked a ball on your puppy or something.

Basically introduces you to the whole team after, 

no questions asked, just go with the flow.

You basically just click and vibe???

Not only because you crash coursed and related to whatever they said, 

you literally all shared the same brain cell together.

Kentaro was another story though, kid basically hated your guts at first, it felt like if you were to say one sentence to him that day, he’d literally spike a ball at your direction.

“we’re basically the same year tho :(” -Y/N

“lmao well do i’ve got news for you, y/n-chan.” - Oikawa and basically everyone on the team.

you gradually start to understand the coolness of the sport since you had to incorporate visiting them once or twice a week during practice.

but suddenly it becomes almost a daily routine after a month because they’re just really friendly people??

like wow, they’re all friendly giants.

You’re literally just there to write about them but they’re really patient and kind, they even invite you to practice games so that you could practice out your skills in writing since you mentioned that you’ve never written for sports yet.

they even give you some added key terms that aren’t found in books and online.

you’re def closest to iwaizumi and matsukawa.

iwaizumi because he makes really funny fish jokes about oikawa (yes you arent supposed to be laughing but man theyre funny af, oikawa would usually call you and iwa corny because the jokes aren’t even that funny) and yes its canon that whenever iwaizumi sees an oikawa fish in textbooks, he starts laughing and joking about it.

no explanation needed why you ended up being close to matsukawa.

its obvious after that first meeting ya both would be besties.

same brain cell bros go brrt brrt.

incredibly!! supportive!! I CANNOT STRESS THAT ENOUGH

like when you release a new write up about them, Oikawa would usually go, “It’s such an honor to be apart of your first steps, can you sign this?”

dramatic but hella supportive, we stan the gr8 king

“oh, wow, i thought you said you didn’t write before? how come you sound like a professional already?” - Hanamaki 

another dramatic best boi.

akira + kindaichi getting shy because they’ve never experienced this yet. So whenever you try to interview them about stats or something for a special issue, they usually end up a stuttering mess

“w-well, L/N-san...”

kentaro slowly warming up to you but still looks like he wants to spike a volleyball at your face 90% of the time but unlike before you’re used to his whole thing already.

“Move, extra.”

“You were great, by the way. That was a powerful spike!”

you may or may not be included in random ramen nights with the team

yes, oikawa buys you your own bowl of ramen

itadakimasu.

he doesn’t mind tho, he really loves how you write them. 

so its sort of a thank you for giving the team justice when you write about them.

team says you’re technically part of the team so they make you your own jersey. Now when you watch your games people ask if you’re like the manager or smthng.

“ no :’) “

When they lost against shiratorizawa and karasuno, you were bawling too like you were apart of the team.

this pretty much cheered everyone up despite the loss because your crying face was apparently very funny and memable.

oh right, your article was passed on to the town’s newspaper

it was literally like 7 am on a saturday and your notifs went zoop.

they added you to their group chat and spammed you with pictures of the articles that you wrote.

“...wOW I CAN’T BELIEVE IT?? YOU GOT FRONT PAGE FOR SPORTS???” -Oikawa

“we didn’t even win the tournament but we still get a feature?? thats so cool?? holy shit?? CONGRATS KSKSKS” -matsukawa

lmao idk matsukawa looks like a keyboard smasher tbh idk why

pretty much its normal for you to even start hanging out already outside of the court and after practice to get steam buns.

more chaotic mess and clumsy you running around.

your volleyball sports writing experience wouldn’t be complete until someone accidentally spikes a ball at the back of your head amaright?

ironically, it’s yahaba who does that to you. poor smoll bean.

“wow, you’re dumb.” -kentaro says to you

“ :’)” -you.

“y/N-SAN I SWEAR IT WAS AN ACCIDENT.” -yahaba 

overall, you found yourself in a safe haven with the volleyball team and yes, you also cried when the third years graduated. 

the third years have a picture with everyone on the team + you with a very red face from all the crying?? once again, you’ve proven yourself to be a meme.

continued to write for them up until graduation.

and its def obvious you kept in touch with all of them after, duh.

[raeloganthesonic06fangirl]

I know you didn't ask, but I think the reason Bushroot is so popular is because he's one of very few villains that can be honestly described as "Sweet when not actively homicidal" which is a fun character type.

Full disclosure, but I always thought Bushroot's design was pretty cool when I was a kid, like, the guy has a creatively unique style that has a very recognizable profile and silhouette, as well as his VA, the late Tino Insana, had a very recognizable and iconic vocal quality (seriously, if you've ever seen any cartoon with that guy lending his voice, you're going to remember that series somehow, if not only because you remember that voice. I really think this is why Barnyard never left our conscious thoughts)

Bushroot himself is such an interesting member to the Fearsome, in which he has the tendency to flip between sides or just be on the fence whenever he's involved. He can be a ruthless villain, a tragic victim, or just be there because it's fun to include him (one of my favorite episodes is "A Star is Scorned", where Bushroot gets the spotlight as the star of the show, and he goes full insufferable diva just to mess with Darkwing, and I love it. Bushroot in animal print clothes, ascot, oversized sunglasses, in a limo is one of the greatest things I've seen)

I get the feeling that perhaps another reason why we gravitate towards sympathizing with him before we really step back and remember that he's not an UwU Cinnamon Bun is that his origin story makes it a point that he was bullied by his peers, who also kept sabotaging his experiments and taking credit for his work, which I can imagine would tug at our hearts on account of how absolutely real that sort of situation is

Like, geeze, as a person who was bullied a lot in school for my wierd quirks and tendency to hyperfixate on things people thinks is, and I quote, "stupid garbage", and literally having my stuff pulled out of my hands and thrown into trees that I've had to retrieve despite not being coordinated enough for that task, I can tell you that situations like these being done to characters really manipulate me into being more sympathic for them than I probably should be

So right out of the gate, we are presented with Bushroot pre-mutation and seeing how much his life just sucks.

Then there's that whole kind of icky thing where he's just a bit of a creep when it comes to trying to find true love or whatever, and I swear I cannot feel sympathy on that mark for a guy who is willing to kidnap a girl and force her to undergo experimental exposure to change her molecular structure to make her a plant monster like him against her will, and when that didn't work, he just tried to grow a wife from scratch and ended up with a potato and decided that was good enough anyway even though he's technically said potato's father and she's barely a few minutes old, so yeah...

Bushroot kind of gives off stalker vibes in this regard, and it's really weird that he's such a soft spoken, docile guy when he's not provoked. Like, a ticking time bomb, and he's willing to latch onto anything that shows him an ounce of positive interaction, even if it's just Darkwing saying: "We're going to have to team up right now"

((Maybe the real friends he needed were the people he tried to mulch with a lawnmower along the way...))

But, yeah, I think what makes Bushroot such a popular character is that he's honestly really well designed, his character history is clear and understandable, he's endearing at times, he's got some cool powers, he's pro-environmental, the franchise makes it clear that there's a reason why he's a villain, and he's constantly shown that, if given the opportunity, he has no qualms about helping the heroes because he's just happy to have some social activity

Also, he's practically immortal

He can been shredded down to a mere cutting of plant, and regenerate from that.

That opens up so many possibilities of situations and potential for him. He can grow plants on command, he can bring a forest to life, the guy has a pet venus-flytrap that acts like a dog and that's really cool, I just love Spike

And also, in the rare times Liquidator is actually used in the series, he has a good chemistry with him

I think what really helped with Bushroot being one of the most popular in the series is partly due to his early episodes happening early on in the series, him having some solid solo episode outings, the overall energy he gives off, how easy it is to market him as a feature, his instantly recognizable design immediately pinpointing him as a product of the DWD cartoon that sets him aside from other Duck themed characters in the overall Duck-verse, and I also have a feeling that Posion Ivy might also be marginally responsible for some of this solidifying, on account of "Batman: The Animated Series" being released around the same time and the 90s was very much Pro-Take-Care-Of-The-Planet-Before-Nature-Kills-You with its programming selection and overall themes in kids media

Also

He's so socially stunted, it's almost adorable. 😅

((Still not going to forget that he kidnapped his coworker with the intent to make her fall in love with him, tho. Bushroot be as crazy as Jervis Tetch, yikes))

[stargazer-balladeer]

S/o that isn’t always active in Social Media [Mystic Messenger]

Characters Included: 707, Jumin Han, Zen, Yoosung Kim, Jaehee Kang & Saeran

Note: Lmao. Don’t mind me. Just editing my previous works— Hope ya’ll enjoy this!

Reader’s Gender: Neutral

Warning: Spoiler warning for their names

Seven (707)

He’s actually pretty much the same. Except he uses fake accounts and just hack. And he just doesn’t have time to use social media all that much.

He understands his s/o since he’s the same, so he’s just chill. He’s also glad tho, gotta admit. It means he doesn’t have to worry about his s/o posting pictures about them.

Seven doesn’t really care about what others think, let them think what they want to think. But if it’s about his s/o, oh boy...

He’ll be hacking his way to the person’s phone and just fill it with viruses, lol. Protective boi, who also needs protection.

Jumin Han

Jumin, my boy. You expect this boi to be on social media? Ha. Right. Though whenever he uses social media, it’s to post Elizabeth the 3rd. THAT IS ALL. 

Like Seven, he wouldn’t really care about his s/o not being active in social media. As long as his s/o is happy, he’s happy.

But, unfortunately, this is the downside. Since he’s a CEO, EVERYONE wants to know about his partner. So, the only legal way to do it is through social media.

And, unfortunately, they wouldn’t find that much. This causes everyone to think she’s ghosting or snobby. And causes a uproar really.

Jumin, being a good boi, settles the issue. He tells them that his s/o doesn’t do social media since she doesn’t really care about it. This slightly settles the media (they were terrified of Jumin’s glare really), and decided to stop the uproar.

Zen 

Oooh boy.. here comes the narcissistic white-haired boi we all love.

Anyway, this boy is SOCIALLY ACTIVE in EVERY SOCIAL MEDIA. He’ll be posting everyday, every hour, every minute. He’s posting himself basically, and his fangirls (and fanboys) are swooning at the sight of him.

Ever since he started dating his s/o, he’ll start posting either them or with him. The fans, of course, will automatically check his s/o’s account.

When they see that they hardly post or active, they’ll start spreading rumors about them. Saying that she’s a snob or she’s probably ghosting.

Zen will eventually find out about this. He actually doesn’t mind his s/o being not active in social media. As long as they don’t mind him posting their picture, then he doesn’t care.

So Zen will tell his fans to fuck off-- jk jk. He will tell them to stop spreading rumors about his s/o.

His fans will probably obey, or not. But most of his fans will respect his wishes, and actually defend his s/o if someone says something bad about them.

Zenny is proud of his fans.

Yoosung Kim

Ahh.. yandere boi, yet cinnamon bun. What a match.

I can see him being slightly active in social media, since he’s in college. But not really. His attention will always remain in LOLOL, studies and his s/o. But you can see him posting posting pictures from time to time.

He wouldn’t mind, or doesn’t care, if you aren’t active in social media. He’s not either.

But since both of them are still in college, they need the media to keep up in class (like now, online classes). But, usually, his s/o will only be active in messenger. 

If ever their classmates will talk bad about his s/o, he would defend them of course. And probably scold those people who spoke bad about you. Even if he’s internally panicking inside.

He loves you very much uwu

Jaehee Kang

She’s like Yoosung. She’s slightly active but not so much.

She most likely post pictures about her s/o and her. And pictures in her cafe, if she opens one.

She wouldn’t mind if her s/o not active in social media. If ever, she would be glad their not one of those people who spends so much time on their phone (COUGH COUGH guilty COUGH COUGH)

If she hears someone or saw someone talking bad about her s/o not using social media, she would throw whatever she was holding onto that person. You thought she wasn’t violent? Oh, then you haven’t met this girl then. 

One time, she threw a book to the person talking bad about her s/o. 

BUT if you’re one of those people who believe Jaehee is not violent, here. This is for you.

Jaehee would calmly walk to them and explain why her s/o isn’t really active in their social media. 

Is that alright for you guys?

Saeran

HE DOESN’T DO SOCIAL MEDIA. BELIEVE ME. HIS S/O AND HIM WOULD BE GREAT TOGETHER.

There isn’t much to say about him in regards about this topic really. He isn’t active in social media. HECK, he doesn’t even have an account! (Though I believe Seven would make an account for him).

ANYWAY.

He’s used to people talking bad to him. What he isn’t used to is maintaining his anger. 

BUT 

If he hears someone talking bad about his s/o bc their not active in social media... he’ll go berserk.

He’ll run up to that person immediately and starts screaming at them and punching them, regardless if their girl. His s/o would need to calm him down. 

Good luck! :)

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