#its fitting to also get yelled out BEFORE i even tell the story because it really is just not something you should say

[sqlmn]

ANYWAY I'm sorry that my alpha/omega post on main made me realize there's much worse things I've personally said. Like that one time I just said "oh do you know what vore is" to a manager at work and received the most visceral whiplash I have ever gotten from a guy. And then there was this third guy who was talking to the manager and had no idea what it meant and thankfully I don't think he cared enough to remember the word after the manager and I very openly expressed our disappointment in each other for knowing it.

We genuinely had a moment of the pointing Spiderman meme after I asked it because he was so appalled that I knew the word while /I/ felt vindicated since HE KNEW IT TOO???? then we just resigned our disappointment to being more chill.

[dustofthedailylife]

Hihi! I just read ur befriended a slime post and o would love to see more characters react to you befriending a slime! I love ur writing so much💛💛 I don’t have specific characters in mind so any you want to do is fine🥰

Hey! Thank you so much for the compliments, I'm glad to hear my silly little stories brought you joy! I too absolutely adored the concept so I added some more I could come up with something for. I hope you like them <3 P.S.: I also love how your username is very fitting for this specific fic request. I love it! 😭

"That Day I Befriended A Slime" (II) ft. Ayato, Itto, Kaeya, Kaveh, Albedo x Reader [Fluff, Crack]

→ Part I (Xiao, Zhongli, Tighnari, Alhaitham, Childe, Diluc) → Masterlist || → Taglist

→ Ayato didn’t anticipate returning home from his meeting to find you sitting in the small pond in front of the Estate. You are drenched from head to toe and are just about to be tackled by the hydro slime in front of you.

"Oh, Archons no!", Ayato yells, dropping everything he is holding to rush towards your position and practically dives into the water to shield you from the attack of the slime. He pulls out his sword and tells you to get behind him. Slightly nervous he looks around because he knows he will have trouble defeating it alone. A hydro vision is useless against hydro slimes. He hates feeling so helpless but he might have to rely on someone else here. "Thoma! Ayaka! Get here quick!" "Ayato...", you giggle, placing a hand on his shoulder and brushing a strand of drenched pastel blue hair behind his ear. "It won't harm anyone. I found it in Chinju Forest and it followed me back here." "...w-what?"

He watches in disbelief as the slime slowly crawls into your arms and nuzzles into your chest before it closes its eyes and starts emitting gurgly purring noises.

→ Itto is faced with your beaming smile before you pull him by his hand, prompting him to follow you. All you had told him was that you need to show him something and he is practically bursting with excitement about what it was.

"What, what, what?! Come on, tell me. What do you want to show me?!", Itto beams. "Patience! We're almost there!" You lead him to a small enclosed garden behind one of the shops in Hanamizaka, taking a little glass jar out of your bag that contains some rocks. You shake the glass a couple of times and Itto looks around, seemingly waiting for a reaction. His eyes widen in surprise as soon as a small geo slime crawls out under the hedge and in your direction. "Do you want to give him a treat?", you ask teasingly, but you don't even have to wait for an answer as he is rushing straight towards the little slime with open arms already. "Oh by the gods, look at the little dude!! We gotta give him a name. Itto the Second? Itto Junior? Whadda'ya think?"

Needless to say, the slime is now a new addition to your little family. And another upside is that Ushi seems to get along with it as well.

→ Kaeya meets up with you at your apartment after being done with work for the day. He was thinking about your homemade dinner all day already and is ready to melt into your arms as soon as he is able to. What he does not expect today is walking into your apartment bathroom and finding a sleeping cryo slime in your bathtub.

"Uuuuh... sweetheart?", he chuckles with unease in his voice. "Yes, Love?" "You are aware that there is a cryo slime peacefully taking a nap in your bathtub, yes?", he inquired and scrunched his eyebrows in concern. "Yes." "Yes?!", he exclaims in disbelief. "Yes.", you reassure. "I bonded with it when it was hot outside and we both took shelter under the same tree. Poor thing looked scared to death. It probably thought it would melt. So... I put it in my bag and put it in the bathroom because it's cold there.", you satisfy his curiosity. "Plus... it kind of reminds me of you." You have never seen him that quiet before. What a rare moment to see the Cavalry Captain lost for words.

And as much as finding the little slime flabbergasted him. He soon warms up to it and you sometimes even find him napping on your sofa with the slime pressed flush to his chest.

→ Kaveh comes home only to find a dendro slime on his desk, happily chewing away on his blueprints. Taking a few seconds before processing what is happening he darts forward to push the slime off his desk and pull the saliva-drenched remnants of his blueprints out of the slime's mouth.

"No, no... noooo.", he groans, pulling on his hair. He has no idea how it got in here but there is only one possible explanation for it. Angrily he marches into the living room with his fists balled on his sides. "Alhaitham! Why did you put a slime into my room?!", he fumes. "Because your partner dropped it off here earlier even though I told them you're not here yet. They said something about a... pet? It wanted to chew on my books so I threw it into your room.", he explains without looking up from the book in his hands once. "Oh grand. And you didn't consider that it would continue to chew on my things there?" "I fail to see how that is my problem."

However, it sort of starts to become his problem as soon as Alhaitham finds out you and Kaveh named the slime "Hai-Hai" in reference to the sprouts on its head that apparently share similarities to his own hair.

→ Albedo finds you and Klee kneeling in the grass just outside of the Mondstadt city gates. A beaming smile on the little girl's face and reaching down towards something that he is unable to make out at first, due to your backs blocking his vision. As soon as he steps closer he identifies what you are kneeling next to. A little geo slime is nuzzling into your lap while Klee pats its head.

"Mr. Albedo!!", Klee cheers. "Look what we found. Klee made a slime friend!" "Ah, that is wonderful, Klee!", he smiles in her direction. "So that's the project you were working on the past weeks I assume?", he inquires directed at you. "Bingo. Turns out my slime-tamer elixir is a success. With this, we might be able to domesticate them. As you can see, this little guy over here turned from a little feral blob into a snuggly little pet.", you explain. He eyes the slime with curiosity. This is certainly a most amazing find. As expected of you. He never had any doubt you wouldn't succeed with anything you had set your mind on. "Fascinating. You've got to show me your notes on this-" "Mr. Albedo! Can we keep it? Please, please, please!", Klee interrupts and excitedly jumps up and down clutching onto the Alchemist's coat. "I don't see any reason why we shouldn't." "Yaaay!"

Watching you and Klee play with the slime and seeing your proud smile makes his heart swell in his chest. You are truly the most gifted person he has ever met.

Do not repost, copy, translate or edit - © dustofthedailylife || reblogs, comments, and asks about Genshin or my fics are always appreciated!

[slasherlaurie]

PLS GIVE ME ARTIST X SURVIVOR!FEM!READER THAT BEFRIENDS HER CROWS ON ACCIDENT BY SAVING ONE AFTER ANOTHER SURVIVOR HURTS IT

The reader beats tf out of the other survivor because she's VERY much against animal abuse, so after she patches the crow up and gently plops it in the nest with a little forehead kiss. Then she hunts that other survivor down for sport. But around the artist, she's all shy and sweet (aka bi panic)

Essentially they meet/get close bc of this

I love this woman. I don't know how to function around her. I have also always loved birds and befriended the crows in my neighbourhood, so when she was added to the game I short-circuited.

Thank you.

HIII yes absolutely queen 🫡🫡 i made this so the reader is a newish survivor if thats ok? i just felt it fit a lil bit more for the story but lmk if not and i’ll fix it!

warnings: minor violence, almost implied nsfw but its more just specifying the reader is female, yun-jin kicks a crow, vv long read, my shitty ass english 😭

NOT PROOFREAD/BETA READ

Carmina Mora/The Artist x Crow saviour!Reader

the trial had been going as most do, repair the generators, unhook and heal teammates, try not to be hooked yourself. you were waiting to go unhook Adam, hiding in a particular corner in the realm with the stacked cars (autohaven? you hadn’t been in the entity’s world long enough to remember), when Yun-Jin Lee came sneaking over to you. just as you had decided to sprint over and heal Adam together to get it done faster, a crow appeared seemingly out of nowhere, the small mass of black feathers cawing loudly and alerting the killer of your location. you heard Yun-Jin curse softly in Korean under her breath and then ready herself to sprint away and grab Adam, but not before giving the crow a hard kick to the side.

you were never a violent person, but in this moment you saw red. had it not been for the pained caws of the poor bird, you would’ve immediately taken chase after Yun-Jin to get the crow’s payback with murderous intent. fortunately for the poor thing, you stuck around to help, not even caring if the killer does come to attack you.

you began your approach to the creature slowly, softly trying to communicate you’re not a threat. before you were taken by the entity you had befriended and helped many crows in your neighbourhood, so this shouldn’t be hard.

“hey-shhhh its ok, im here to help you”, you whispered as you took off your jacket to wrap the poor thing in. from the looks of it, the sweet creature wasnt hurt too bad yet rage still flooded your being. its not like it has a choice after all, it just had a job to do. deciding then and there you were going to get revenge for this, you hid for the rest of the trial, making sure that your new friend was safe and comfortable with you all the way back to the campfire.

due to the strange abundance of medkits back at the survivor camp, it was easy for you to get your little pal all fixed up. it was clearly scared at first, but it quickly relaxed, forming a connection with you and feeling you were someone to trust. after a good bit of throat-tearing yelling at Yun-Jin, you took some time to think about where to bring the bird. leading to where you are now.

the eyrie of crows was not a realm you had found yourself dropped into a trial in, yet you had heard the other survivors speak of a monstrous bird woman, turned and twisted by the entity until it was hard to tell where human stopped and ink began. you’re scared, but curious too. you know your friends often exaggerate the horror of the newest arrivals in the fog, so you wonder if The Artist (as she had been assigned by the ones who had faced her most so far) is really as terrifying as you expect.

turns out, you wont have to wait long to find out.

as you finish making your way to what seems to be the main building of the sandy realm, you take a moment to stare in awe at the magnitude of the tower before checking your feathered companion is still ok. climbing over a window to get inside, you find yourself in awe once again, but for a completely different reason.

from the paintings scattered around the bottom floor, to the large messy bookshelves, it is made clear that this place does not belong in the fog. its far too cozy, too welcoming. infact, so welcoming that you dont even notice the tall, nimble figure sneaking up on you.

the only warning you receive of the killer is an angry caw before inky hands wrap around your neck and slam you into the nearest wall. as you wince in pain and surprise, The Artist turns you around to face her.

this… this cannot be the same killer that your fellow survivors had talked about. she’s so gorgeous. too pretty. as her warm, angry breath fans across your face, you feel butterflies rise in your stomach. she almost seems to be carved out of marble, perfect cheekbones and jawline complementing her sharp eyebrows and sharper gaze. as she caws again, as if to ask what you’re doing in her home (or as close as someone can get to a home in the fog), you cant help but notice how soft her lips look too, a sudden desire growing for her to paint your lips black with the ink dripping from hers. her grip tightens, and you remember why youre here.

“i h-have a crow. was injured,” you barely manage to wince out against her tight grip, while softly taking your small buddy from your makeshift carrying sling, “h-here.”

you seem to have made the right decision bringing your companion here, as The Artist’s eyes immediately soften upon reaching your hands. letting go of your neck, she trails her hands down to yours in a way that immediately brings back those pesky butterflies, but you focus on your feathered friend.

cawing affectionately, The Artist softly takes the bird from your hands into hers, making her way upstairs. she doesn’t get too far though, because when your buddy realizes you aren’t following, it immediately starts cawing and flapping its wings in your direction in a panic. confused, The Artist pauses, holding the bird up the stairs and then back down towards you, then repeating as if confused. she coos to the bird quietly and it responds like they’re whispering to each other, and after a bit of back and forth, The Artist turns and gestures for you to follow her up the stairs. you walk behind her slightly, not completely able to keep up with her long, pale legs covered by her swaying dress and- “no. not the time,” you think to yourself, face reddening.

so enamoured and distracted by the presence of The Artist, you hardly notice the large crow’s nest in front of you. however, a sudden inky hand to your torso prevents you from colliding with it, almost making you jump in the best way with how dangerously close her fingertips are to your breasts. removing her hand much too quickly, The Artist beckons another crow over, as if telling it to take care of the new addition to the group. you pat your friend on the head on more time, wishing it luck and promising to see it again, and then its off with the others.

already missing your feathered buddy, you turn to find The Artist staring at you, reading you. her beautiful black eyes are so sharp, yet the anger from just before has faded, replaced with something softer. cawing once, she takes your hand in hers and leads you to the balcony on the same floor. amidst becoming a mess over the feel of her hand wrapping yours so perfectly, so fittingly, you worry for a moment that she’s taking you out here to push you over the edge (though she doesnt seem like she’d do that from what you’ve learned so far). yet, you are soon proven wrong as you round a corner and are met with a painting clearly belonging to the woman who had done all the ones downstairs, the same woman who is now weaving her ink fingers between yours and reaching for the bottom of the canvas with her other hand. she wants your opinion?

“its lovely! youre very skil-“

you’re cut off by a hard shake of her head. The Artist is pointing at something more clearly now: small letters at the bottom left of the canvas, hardly even noticeable if not pointed out. leaning in to read properly, you softly gasp when you realize. its a name. no, its her name. The Artist’s.

Carmina Mora.

“Carmina… that’s so-“ you have so many words to describe, all positive, yet you settle on “-gorgeous.”

turning away so she doesnt see the growing blush on your face (and luckily for Carmina, so you miss her red tinged cheeks at your compliment), you introduce yourself in return and offer your hand out to shake. only for Carmina to take it with both of hers, and hold it to the middle of her chest while nodding her head. a thank you.

“god,” you think to yourself, “im so gay”

the two of you then spend the next few hours or so together, getting to know each other. you get along so well, so naturally, that you wonder to yourself if you were destined to meet outside the fog as well, if you had not been taken. Carmina is so drawn to you, unexpectedly comfortable around you in a way she’s never been with anyone she’s known. you both soak up each other’s presence so much you hardly even notice the sun beginning to set.

you dont want to leave, yet you know the other survivors would endanger themselves and go looking for you if you dont get back before nighttime, and you cant risk that (though you wouldnt mind if Yun-Jin went missing). wishing Carmina goodbye, you begin to walk away slowly, needing to spend as much time with her as possible. however, you dont get very far before pale ink arms are wrapping around your waist and a warm chest is pressing into your back. Carmina coos into your ear, as if asking you to come back soon, and of course, you will. you promise.

relieved to know she’ll see you again, Carmina lets you go and watches you until the fog consumes your figure. you’re a welcome surprise to her, she had never expected to meet someone in her new home that she’d tolerate, let alone enjoy the company of. the other killers were loud and cruel, and the survivors were awful and often obnoxious. except you. you’re different, you understand.

making up her mind, Carmina decides she will send crows for you soon, make sure you visit quickly. you’ve caught her attention, and she has a strange feeling like this was meant to be 🖤

[baileythebean]

Vent below the cut so HUUUUGE trigger warning.

So usually I vent in my dad’s (Anomaly’s) DMs because he’s great at comforting me, but Im too pissed for this right now and I dont want to bother him. I swear I am so fucking close to actually killing myself, it’s scary.

My mom has an aversion to me ever binding. I am transmasc (FtM), and I am out to my parents. My mom claims to be a “good”, “supportive” mom, and I do occasionally have moments where I’m like “oh yeah, she’s making progress, she’s learning! :)” and then it’s always fucking ruined by saying things like “well Bailey is your nickname, your name is [deadname].” - “well you’re still biologically female.” - lots of bullshit little jabs at me whenever I ACTUALLY get brave enough to talk about my identity, which is rarely. Unfortunately, any chances of me getting a binder were ruined when I just asked her flat-out. I said it was for cosplay, just to play it safe, and it was still a hard no because “It destroys your body!” - “You wont develop properly!” - “You’ll regret it!” Along with several long rants about ALL the research she’s done, (probably barely any, and it was most likely on social media) and all the stories she’s heard about people who regretted surgery or just transitioning in general and had lawsuits for them, which is like, very low. The regret rate for transitioning is in the DECIMALS and yet she refuses to acknowledge that. We also have a history with suicide, as that’s how my dad left us, and yet she either hasn’t seen or doesnt care about trans suicide rates BECAUSE of being denied affirming care or harassment?? Anyways, here’s where my shit show of a story starts. I managed to get by fine with layering sports bras for a while and just not wearing anything tight-fitting. I figured she’d warm up to it eventually. But recently, I got a new cosplay (Venti from Genshin Impact) which involves a corset, and even if I layer or adjust the shirt, makes my chest look very weird if I dont bind. I started feeling more dysphoria than ever in my life and made a plan to get a binder before my first time wearing the costume. Said plan succeeded, and I had my friend get me the right sized binder at a birthday party one day through a queer kids program that offered them for free. I was so happy and started wearing it to get used to it and break it in since that day. Unfortunately, today I made the mistake of leaving it on my bed visibly.

My mom also has a terrible habit of going into my room and my spaces to clean, even though I usually do it myself anyway, and I LITERALLY FUCKING TELL HER NOT TO EVERY. SINGLE. TIME. I dont want her touching my stuff EVER, not just when I’m trying to keep something from her. I told her to stop and she kept picking up trash, and she spotted it. She questioned me about it, and I caved, telling her what it is, how its been considered medically safe, and reciting like, ALL the safety instructions from the top of my head, hoping it would give me a chance at keeping it. I failed. I got yelled at for destroying my body, ETC ETC. finally, she says that she needs to keep my binder in her room so she can make sure I ONLY use it for cosplay and I’m pretty sure she’ll check if I’m wearing it every day.

Then this bitch PUTS MY BINDER ON and tells me it’s too tight. First, it’s supposed to be. Second, THATS NOT YOUR SIZE. I’m sobbing my eyes out right now, and the only thing keeping me alive is my boyfriend, and a literal fictional character. I want to tear my flesh from my bones when she tells me that puberty sucks for everyone, and she doesnt get the fact that it’s a million times worse for me because I’M A BOY. I’ll be lucky if I make it to the end of the year. I’m just done. I want it to be over. Someone come and end it for me, please. I cant take any more.

[ohmydeareshowiluvu72]

༺ღ༒ i see my eyes in you ༒ღ༻

Sbg x 10 year old sister of ashlynn reader

So reader is basically like invisible to her family so she becomes like Ben younger self but more aggressive like always fighting every second, skipping school, not coming home for days stuff like that but one day after fighting a long day she comes home to ofc ashlynn her sister and Aiden, Ben, Tyler, taylor, Logan

This also happened after the two deaths!

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I was like invisible to my own family always never noticed accept for my sister ashlynn great friends, all the attention, perfect in everyway, beautiful, and what am I? Am nothing like her... So I took that anger... And accepted it...

Fighting that's all I did always with other kids, teens, grown ups, kids my age, animals, anything I could fight I fought with I didn't want to be home where I kept being nagged about not being PERFECT I hated those damn words so to escape those words... I didn't come home for days...

Today was the day I had to go back because the police saw me fighting again so I had to hide again I got to the door step got out my keys and unlocked the door

"I am back..." I said in a tired voice I didn't even bother trying to cover up my best up marks not realizing ashlynn group where here as I got to the kitchen that where I saw my parents, ashlynn, and her group All staring at me...

"Ah look who finally came back after her little fit y/n" you're mom spoke up you looked up with daggers in your eyes

"Come say hi to ashlynn new friends! Aiden, Ben, Tyler, taylor, and Logan!" you waved at them not daring to show you're bruises from you're fight

"Please tell me y/n...you haven't been fighting again haven't you...?" you're dad Mike spoke that stabbed you're heart...

"So what If I do fight what's the problem with that..." you finally looked up showing all the bruises,punch marks, scars, and th two black eyes you got from fighting

〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎★Ben pov★〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎

As I saw her scars it remained me of my younger self so much it almost hurted seeing her full of scars... Full of anger... It hurted...

I saw Aiden, Tyler, taylor, and Logan eyed full with sadness and shock the girl was like me and I knew it I then see the girl run upstairs crying and suddenly my legs ran by itself chasing after her while hearing the other and ashlynn parents yell my name but not Aiden... Aiden knew what I about to do...

As I enter the small girls room it was pitch black full of darkness and sadness...

〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎☆you're pov☆〰︎〰︎〰︎〰︎

As I saw one of ashlynn friends Ben open my door I got into defence mood slightly getting ready to yell and fight but the dude came up to me and spoke

"You're angry aren't you...?" I was shocked... No one had ever told me that before... I slowly nodded...

"I am but how would you know you don't know my pain..." I said Coldly not knowing how to react to those words but with words of anger

"I may not know how you feel at this second but I used to be you...i know its hard to trust me... But I have been their I know how it's like to feel angry..." slowly ben can up to me as ashlynn and the group secretly saw what was happening

"It's ok to feel angry and frustrated for not being perfect... But nobody is perfect... Not even ashlynn..." now was when heard started to fall down my cheeks

"I-i just want to feel l-like I belong... B-b-but I..." now I was breaking down feeling th child in my I have never realised before as I started to cry

I felt Ben Arms wrap around me like a father holding its crying child I cryed and cryed my little heart out as my bruises and scars slowly got covered and healed...

★End★

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Theme of the story Ben is a great dad... 😔

That's all folk!

Bye bye now!

[nyoomfruits]

Oscar “human embodiment of the standing man emoji” Piastri LOOOOL you hit the nail on the head with this

I’ve read ALL of your Landoscar fics and loved them and now I need more — do you have any recs? I love the chaotic Lando + just some guy Oscar dynamic I demand more content 😭

oooooh anon you've come to the right adres i have SO MANY fic recs and i need to yell about all of them

first of all there's this list i posted before!

now for the newer stuff because landoscar writers are just out there creating masterpieces every single day and i'm just a grateful recipient:

carried away by venerat | E | 22k

"Oscar," Lando said. "Don't hate me, alright, but I've—”

ITS A FAKE DATING AU BY THE ONE THE ONLY VENERAT LITERALLY WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT. this is BEYOND perfect especially because you said you love the chaotic lando + just some guy oscar dynamic because this captures that PERFECTLY. anyway this is everything to me and i sleep with a printed copy of this under my pillow

how much can you fit (under your skin) by cloudcollector | E | 4,5k

Oscar has biteable thighs. Lando has teeth.

The Thigh Biting Fic (tm). this was posted like i think a week ago and it's already a classic. mandatory landoscar reading i'd say. for everyone who wants to bite oscar's thighs and for everyone who doesn't yet know they want to bite oscar's thighs. the tldr everyone comes out of this wanting to bite oscar's thighs. anyway, 10/10 characterization, features oscar's reading which i LOVE and just. so goddamn hot a++++++

signed sealed by venerat | E | 4k

Delivered.

yeah yeah another venerat fic sue me. the tldr is if you love landoscar just binge read venerat's fics. ANYWAY this one is in a VERY fun texting format which i LOVE i love when fics find different intersting ways to tell a story. also very very hot

Your Plans (And Those Slow Hands) by xxcelientje | E | 4k

He could probably fit both of Oscar’s hands in one of his own, he could for sure use one hand to hold both of Oscar’s wrist and an idea entered his mind. He smiled at Oscar. ‘You like my hands?’ Oscar’s cheeks reddened even more as he nodded, his eyes still on their joined fingers. ‘They fascinate me,’ he admitted, biting his lip. OR: Lando and Oscar have some fun (and share some feelings) after the Belgium GP

celine is insane and i have a hand kink now. anyway this is so!!!!!!!! them being all tender horny for each other and also so fucking DESPERATE for each other i'm so weak for that always. 10/10 we as a fandom should include more light choking in landoscar fics as a rule

what would you do (if I went to touch you now)? by laceyamethyst | E | chapter 4/5

“Okay, so they both like each other. We need to get them together.” “How? Lando’s too freaked out to think straight and Oscar is the human embodiment of the standing man emoji.” Charles purses his lips for a moment before he snatches his boyfriend’s phone up from the other side of the table. “What are you doing?” “Initiating Mission Landoscar.” “Did you just make that up?” Charles waves at him dismissively as he begins texting, and Max lays his head down on the coffee table and prays for strength. *** In which Max tries to prove to an oblivious Charles how glaringly obvious it is that Lando is head over heels in love with Oscar. When Charles finally gets with the program, Lestappen go on A Mission™ to get the two idiots to admit their feelings for each-other, but it’s easier said than done.

if you've been following me for a while you've probably heard me yell about this fic because i'm OBSESSED with it. especially very good for lestappen shippers trying to dip their toe into landoscar because the whole fic is from max's pov and has LOADS of cute max/charles moments. just AAAAAh. the landoscar dynamic is super super cute and so perfect in this, it has a bunch of straight up hilarious shenanigans and also a VERY VERY fun characterization of logan that i'm obsessed with. 10/10 recommend, cry over it daily, need to lay on the floor about it regularly

[tiktaaliker]

my thoughts on the stuff ive listened to during work; note that im not basing my reviews on how good the actual book is, its based on how my personal experience was to listen to the audiobook while working in the lab

Animorphs books 1-3: i read this series as a kid but only once, so i was familiar with the story enough to not get distracted but i had forgotten enough of the details to be kept engaged. Voice acting was fine, tolerable to listen to, character voices distinct enough to differentiate without being annoying (albiet with at least one exception). Biggest issue is length- since my shifts are 8 hours, i got through the first 3 books in a single shift, and the specific version i was listening to was split up into a handful of short parts each book so i kept having to switch to the next video, which was way too much of a momentum-stopper (and work interruption) to stick with this series specifically.

The Witcher books 1+2: eh. was fine enough. once again this was something i was familiar enough with to follow without having to worry too much about missing details, while also being somewhat entertaining. i think i liked it a lot better to read than to listen to. voice acting was fine. biggest issue was that i had finally gotten used to the narrator pronouncing dandelion as dan-DIL-leon for the first book but in the second book he switched to pronouncing it as DAN-dee-lion and i had to stop partway through because of it

Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: i remember enjoying reading it a lot more than listening. Ill be the first to admit that im kind of picky about audiobook narration and this one just didnt hit right, but was overall a good experience. Voice acting was fine, and the actual story was very entertaining as expected. Perfectly acceptable.

Discworld books 1-2: extremely good listens. Voice acting was great, character voices were fun and fit the characters really well, only skirted the line of being annoying. fantastic story, but not too complicated or unfamiliar, so i could still follow and be entertained while still focusing on work. Will probably continue the series at some point, but giving myself a buffer period before i start up again to avoid series burnout

Malevolent parts 41-44 (catching up with the podcast lol): man. theres just something about listening to a guy getting gutted and filled with maggots while working in the lab of a hospital. like broooo you are going to get sepsis!!! Very good listen, as expected, just kinda funny trying to keep a straight face while talking to coworkers and simultaneously listening to arthur's no good very bad day

Jonathan Strange and Mr. Norrell: probably the best one so far for what im using these for. The length meant i was able to spend like 4 whole shifts on the one audiobook. Footnotes were incorporated fantastically, narrator and voice acting was phenomenal, and its also pretty much my favorite book of all time. Ive read this SEVERAL times, but because of how fucking huge this thing is theres a lot of details i forgot about or misremembered. Only issue is that it was split up into several audio tracks, so i had to switch to the next one a few times per shift. They were each around 2 hours long however, so it wasnt too inconvenient. Also at one point i fucked up and accidentally skipped like 8 whole hours without realizing until after an hour in where they referenced an event i KNEW i hadnt gotten to yet lol

Catch-22: man they really went all fucking OUT on the voice acting here. All characters are EXTREMELY distinct, so im very easily able to tell who's talking even without speaking tags. One of my pet peeves in audiobooks is when the narrator whisper-yells when a character is meant to be screaming. That does not happen here. Narrator fucking COMMITS. Yelling, sobbing, laughing, all of it. Fucking fantastic. Phenomenal as an audiobook, i think i mightve even enjoyed it even better than actually reading it.

Slaughterhouse-five: man. this one is ALSO an audiobook that is fucking PHENOMENAL. biggest problem is that i got WAYYY too into it. I really needed to just sit down and soak it in, which was not very condusive to a workplace environment. I now have a self-imposed limit where im not going to be listening to any more vonnegut books from now on because i KNOW itll have a similar affect

His majesty's dragon: this one couldve been good, but the recording i found was not. The guy reading it did a big spiel at the beginning of each chapter and kept adding unneeded commentary like it was a middle school read along. Im going to be getting a library card today so i can use libby, so i might come back to this once i get access to an actual official audiobook lol

murder on the orient express: nope. barely lasted three minutes into this one

percy jackson and the lightning thief: see this is an example of something ive actually read too many times as a kid so i know the book too well for an audiobook to be entertaining. Dropped it after less than a chapter.

the kane chronicles: had potential, i remember liking the story a lot as a kid but i hadnt read it nearly as much as the pjo series, and i think it wouldve been at least vaguely entertaining. However, half the book has one of the narrator sdoing a really bad british accent for his sister's voicelines and i just couldnt do it. i didnt have the strength. Dropped after maybe 4 chapters.

Camp Damascus: the only audiobook of the lot that i actually bought, and the first one i got through that i hadnt read the physical book before. Interesting story, ok voice acting. Solid choice to listen to. Not quite what i was expecting, but pretty good story! Had some EXTREMELY gnarly descriptions of body horror thrown in at like. two points of the story maybe. Didnt really affect me personally but kinda threw me off in a 'this feels like a different story entirely' sort of way. Dont have much else to say here since these reviews are more talking about my experience with these as audiobooks specifically, and i havent read the book itself to be able to compare this one.

[petrichoraline]

svt SERVED those mermen, or whatever they were going for, looks. never seen before sways, sauves and smolders. what did you like most about the mv?<3

aaaaa I'm so happy to see you in my inbox, hii🥰

this is long and rant-ish, i apologise <33

what WERE they going for, the cave and ocean scenes lead to mermen but the tarot concept was so detached from that..though if you think about it, if we're talking sirens I guess it all ties in together with the spell concept?

serve is an understatement, like you could put an idol in an outfit but you cannot make them WEAR the outfit the way it deserves to be worn. that jun fit (I can't find any gifs from the mv in the search bar yet) was made that much better because he knew how to pose and move to its benefit

chan absolutely left me speechless at his part and that outfit (though not smth im personally that big a fan of) created the interesting imagery to catch the attention which he had the task of keeping on himself AND KEEP IT HE DIDD

idk why im so happy with hao's tie dye shirt, tank top and loose pants combo, might be because it's different than the other flashy and intricate pieces or because he reaallly suits flailing oversized shirts. who knows :]

hoshi pulling out those wings had me like oh! I didn't know we were doing angels as well?? hahah, honestly I think the one thing that made me a bit uncomfortable was hoshi having a serious face on for the entire mv lol like he has the smoldering gaze and the sad expressions and I couldn't pinpoint it until now but I'm not used to seeing him like this for a whole song.. that being said, amazing presence as always

I'm still crazy about the outfits and omg the accessoriesss and jun's earring being the centre of a shot, insane

genuinely can't tell you which part is my fave because I watched it only once, I don't know what to do with myself. you know that feeling where something is so amazing you need to talk to someone about it (like quite literally yell and shake them) that watching it alone without the possibility to do that is too much..yeahh

I'm scrolling through hoshi's stories rn and a snippet came up and I started fangirling again 😮‍💨 ALSO he posted smiley photos and im laughing cause all is right again!! sorry that I can't post ss rn

I have to say my mouth was agape with the jun and hao shot, the props, the heart, the colours..beautiful, I love practical effects (if you can call it that?)..the shot of jun laying on the beach is so peaceful, I loved that as well

EDIT: I just watched it again.. im heated from punching the air im so hyped its insane

thing is this mv made me like so many things I usually don't enjoy for reasons beyond my understanding like icy landscapes.. I have some questions about the combo of sets but it's okay

turns out they all had the more casual fits as I suspected, it's just that hao had a parallel shot with jun in his slay coat-y fit

(I just realised how good joshua would look in this makeup...everyone else too oh my goodness now im even happier we got this..and also I wonder what they did for vocal team's mv)

honestly i started rewatching and went "it's gonna be most of the scenes, isn't it..yeah this one..and this one too..this one is also amazing" like I can't pick a fave 🥹💗 songwise, I loveee the spell part but that is also related to the fact I was already in need to get my energy out somehow and it gave me a reason to, it's so fun lol

please tell me what part you liked!! ☺️ i thought I was more normal about this but apparently nahh

[coveredinredpaint]

hi! my name is rex too and i think thats pretty cool

anyway, i was wondering if you had any tips on dressing feminine but like,,,, also being able to pass? or tips on being confident enough to not need to pass?

heyy that is pretty cool!!

im gonna be honest with you, i never really managed to pass before starting t. there were like 5 times ppl gendered me correctly but after that they immediatly "corrected" themselves. the only person who didnt was a toddler, i hope hes doing great.

all the tips and tricks ppl gave out never worked for me, never managed to figure out why, im thinking it was mostly my voice.

so i got absolutely no passing advice for you, but i can definitely tell you how to work on your confidence and say fuck you to societies ridiculous expectations

(it turned out longer than i distracted, i cant give concrete advice apparently my apologies)

tw: mention of bullying and some mental health stuff but nothing heavy

before i start i will say that it takes time. it takes time to learn and let go of this need to fit in. to learn to do your own thing even if you have to do it alone. to grow and learn who you want to be or are.

first we need to understand that expectations of how we should act or dress or look, whether based on our gender or not, are absolute bullshit. like straight up made up.

step one is kill the cop in your head. every time you judge yourself (or someone else) for something, ask why you care about that. most of the time its cause you have been taught in some way that what youre doing is not according to "the rules". this can be for the smallest things, like when i get really excited and stim about something i used to feel embarassed because "men dont act like that". sometimes i still feel that way. its not something you can just get rid of, so its important to actively affirm yourself that what youre doing is okay and that you are allowed to do what makes you happy.

dealing with yourself is already a hell of a challenge, but other people, that something else. i hope you live in an accepting area and i have heard many stories of people are queer fully accepted for it. but often thats sadly not yet the case. surely isnt for me at my school. there are people who are gonna make you feel like shit, who are gonna call you all the horrible things the voice in your brain calls you too. you are gonna wish you were "normal" sometimes, even if you dont really mean it.

going back to normal? going back in the closet? letting go of the clothes that make my feel better even on the most dysphoric days? fuck no, i finally started to get myself, my life back, im not sacrificing that for some teens whos names i dont even know. so you turn it around, no longer "why do they treat me like that" but "how dare they treat me like that" if they kick you while youre down you better bite their ankles and dont let go. most people who bully people who are "other" are terrified of what they see in us. we are living proof that their belief of how the world should work is very wrong. they call you a fag and a tranny? you better come to school next day in the gayest clothes you own. they call you an emo and bark at you? you better be dressed even more punk the next day. they may laugh at you, yell at you, even record you or push you around. it doesnt matter, they hold no power over who you are.

but please do not try and carry this alone. dont let yourself turn bitter. its is difficult to be treated like shit for simply existing. even when it doesnt hurt as much as it did its still exhausting. find someone to talk to, whether its a family member you trust, a friend, a mental health professional or other queer people online. its important not to suppress your feelings. get them out, by either talking about them or writing or making art or music.

know that its your life and you can live it however the hell you want. be kind to yourseld, be kind to others. if you are not where you want to be to right now you will in the future. cant really call it a life if you didnt live for it. it will get better, you just got to keep going and keep fighting.

[shootingstarpilot]

fury's road trip ramblings, part 1:

as some of you may know, i am on a cross-country road trip at the moment- heading out to utah for a new job! i have decided, in a fit of insanity, to inflict share my odyssey with all of you!

i shall add a read more here, for courtesy's sake. this will mostly be me yelling about how awesome renaissance faires are.

now i am choosing to disregard the drive from west virginia up to my home state of massachusetts, because that happened a week before The Big One and therefore doesn't count. The Big One began with much celebration on friday (getting my four-year-old glasses repaired for the nth time and subsequently getting gently scolded by the staff member that this pair really is on its last pair of legs and i should really think about getting a new set) and then was promptly put on pause for the weekend to spend time at the pennsylvania renaissance faire with my d&d friends!!

now. RENAISSANCE FAIRES.

good lord, i hope everyone gets to go to one at some point. i hope everyone gets to enjoy something so completely sincerely. i hope everyone gets to tell stories where the light wins and forgiveness is granted and i hope everyone gets to sit on wooden benches around a stage as the sun sets and sing songs as loud and out-of-tune as you can with two hundred other people doing the same thing. i hope everyone has the type of friend who will ask you to dance to fiddle music and when you point to your treacherous legs will tell you to hold onto them and lean on them and they'll lead, and i hope everyone gets the chance to dance even if they thought they'd never get the chance to do so again. i hope everyone gets to love something without irony or hesitation, without keeping ready mockery in reserve in case someone thinks you're being too enthusiastic, and i hope everyone has friends who will love it with you.

also. BAGPIPES.

(bagpipe players are the sexiest mfers on the face of the earth i stg-)

anyway. had a deliriously fantastic weekend. it also featured yours truly as a sober but very giggly museum professional trying to explain the intricacies and injustices of the field's response to nagpra to five extremely plastered but very invested nerds. this somehow evolved (devolved) into explaining exactly what went down on this hellsite on november 5 2020. great fun.

as of this evening, i have made it to ohio! got to go swimming for the first time at all in YEARS in an empty hotel pool, and for the first time EVER wearing swim trunks and only swim trunks.

they have sharks on them.

life is good.

[struggle-but-its-all-ocean-floor]

Thank god the first day of MAMA was a lot better than the entire MMA ceremony. Way less VCRs and dance breaks, better sound. I also much prefer the artists.

But what was up with that collab stage (the one where the rookie groups covered each other)? It was so weak. Each member barely danced. The Cheer Up stage was considerably better. At least there was a vocal cover as well and the song fit all groups. Lily ate, no surprise. NMIXX are so vocally superior, there's no comparison.

I also wish we could have heard the artists better. A lot of them were singing live. Hyolyn was singing her heart out and we could barely hear her sometimes. Her Layin' Low performance was great though.

I couldn't hear BIBI during Vengeance. I think she sings very softly so her voice just couldn't be heard over the backing track unless she did adlibs (like her cool yell).

BIBI and Hyolyn's collab stage was good. It didn't really play into BIBI's skills but she did well. Hyolyn sang and that was enough for me (tbh, I only heard her in the beginning). BIBI also sang, but it was more rapping. The idols' shocked faces during their stage though lmao.

Hybe seriously needs to step up its game. TXT and Enhypen always get the same type of dance breaks - in the beginning or middle of the song, always the same style of choreo (with members dancing in pairs, the best dancer having a solo, and plenty of backup dancers). It's a bit like what BTS used to do in Fake Love era, but with longer and less interesting choreos and worse execution. As for Le Sserafim, no live singing, generic dance breaks always placed either before the song or before the last chorus - I was bored and didn't even see the whole performance. Oh, but it was great that TXT sang live. Hybe may have the strongest dancers, but outside of BTS, and probably Seventeen, they don't have the greatest performers.

Compare the groups who performed to NMIXX and Stray Kids. NMIXX had two cool remixes of their songs, a short dance break before O.O, and then dance breaks during the bridges that were actually hype and fit the song. The members danced with energy and sang live although sadly you could barely hear them (I could hear Sullyoon the best, but could barely hear Lily's high note...). They're exciting performers. Their performances were different from music show performances and they sang and danced with gusto. JYPE really knows how to put on a good show. They didn't have many props or dancers, but just the members, good remixes and choreos were enough. I enjoyed their performance a lot. Honestly, they never miss. NMIXX and STAYC are my favorite 4th gen gg performers.

Now, Stray Kids... Best 4th gen boy group to me. 3RACHA always deliver vocals, but I could hear all or most of them (Hyunjin in particular during Venom). They looked amazing too - the outfits and hair. Felix especially looked great. Their performance was so hype. Even their VCRs were interesting and unique. The stage looked amazing during Venom, with the green spider and smoke. Felix in that tube in Maniac was epic. Again, great remixes, typical of JYPE. They cleverly changed the choreo a bit too to fit the remixes and the overall performance. Their stage was excellent, fantastic, so hype. No wonder they are blowing up. It's deserved. They're the only group even comparable to BTS on stage imo. They have great energy and passion. Honestly, epic, epic stage. Every time they perform they show everyone else up. It was like this at last year's MAMA too, but this year was better because the live singing was so much more prominent.

I didn't watch the other performers because I didn't really know who they were.

Anyway, JYPE always shows everyone up. It's not enough to add exhausting dance breaks and VCRs. Those need to fit the performance and tell a story too. Also, changing the songs and choreos is important, otherwise it's just a normal stage with a dance break.

[domwitch]

I started a story about a sleepy little medieval village with an apothecary boy and his big strong farmer gf. They go out for dinner on a full moonlit night at the inn, where he plans to propose but is interrupted when she suddenly runs off before he can ask her. On his sad walk home, he actually notices her sneaking off into the nearby woods, and follows her through the trees, coming across her stripping naked in a clearing. He watches through the bushes as she strips and sits on her knees until the light of the full moon breaks into the clearing, causing her to howl and buckle over in seeming pain. He rushes out immediately as she begins to grow larger and more beastlike, concerned for her, but she yells at him to run because she's dangerous, her eyes glowing yellow with a feral hunger. He's unconcerned by her new beastly form and embraces her, telling her all the things he was too shy to on their date. That he loves her, that he wants to stay with her forever, that he isn't scared of her because he knows she would never hurt him, he loves all of her, even the scary parts, and he pulls out the ring he bought and slips it on her growing clawed finger before its too big to fit.

She then fully transforms into an 8 foot tall werewolf, and they have hot sweaty feral monster sex while she marks him up with scratches and bites while she just absolutely destroys his pelvis (turns out her werewolf form also goes into heat and that just so happened to be today as well, good luck buddy!)

Awesome!!👍👍 Not enough giant monster gfs in straight romance tbh 😔 which is such a shame! I love how he still puts the ring on her finger as she's transforming. I'd like to think that her hand grows too big and breaks the ring and she's embarrassed the next morning, but her bf comforts her by saying they can get a bigger ring for her or smth. Like a ring for both her human and monster forms. That'd be romantic ❤️❤️

[ethernetmeep]

being given a moral dilemma is one i never enjoy, especially regarding personal matters… its even worse when i have to conflicting sides of self; one which wishes desperately to make things easier & help if given the opportunity and the other which has the overwhelming fear of being more of an issue than i already have been. this lead to a case of my mother unsurprisingly getting angry at me for my inability to make a decision. eventually i caved and said no after her anger boiled into a pit of manic yelling. she then remarked she quote, wasn’t going to tell me, something which irks me incredibly. i hate being in the dark about things, especially important things, its jarring & worrisome & incredibly petrifying to have a fear be proven right and a new paranoia seeming to settle in the pit of ones stomach. she also remarked she was going to do something or other but didn’t as she thought it would make me mad…

this too is an enigma; on one hand it would, because i know my mother and i know she would most certainly be… rude. i think. im afraid she would be, less mad at the action (which is to say not mad at all) and more so mad at what my mother would say. on the other hand, i do believe it would’ve been helpful.. especially with my presence not being there. who knows; i certainly do not. (just an observation.)

i seemed to already give my case about the squid dissection we did today once verbally, but i’ll say it again; it was.. jarring. it was interesting by all means, unique experience, but jarring in the sense the smell was overpowering & how one of the people working with me kept toying with the corpse, impaling it & treating it rather crudely. i always treat anything given to me with the most gentle touch i can, even if its dead or seen as usually gross or even inanimate; seeing someone hold something with genuinely no regard for its past existence and treating it like some plaything is soul crushing. maybe this is from the instinctual thing i do where i anthropomorphize essentially everything, but either way it upsets me deeply. even after the dissection of the squid i was halfway out of it— not at the level of an existential crisis, but instead a few layers below it; agape with shock and unable to process.

i think its just… imagining someone be cruel to something, living or dead, is awful. especially something i care about, and i care about many things; its unnecessary and i don’t see the point. even with those i’d hypothetically hate if i had the capability to, insert my old friend whom had ruined american psycho for me here, yes shes my only example; i have nobody else in mind i see myself hating and yes i have thought about this vividly so i know for a fact im not missing anything, i would never wish to be cruel to them. they deserve nice things, even if they’ve hurt me before.

…which i know is illogical; i realize this. if one gives out something, its only logical they get it back— if they don’t, then what happens?— but its still something i seem to believe. this is also jarring as its blatantly incorrect in how things should logically work, but is still persistent..

as for miscellaneous things, told a girl who i know a story i once told my childhood best friend; i tell him a lot of really unimportant things because he listens to me & am incapable of shutting up. won’t say much about this encounter besides the fact she had broke into a fit of laughter that resulted in tears. another encounter was that of the topic of ai being brought up in chess… reminded me of a short story i want to read. was simultaneously irritating only because the discussion of ai is one which i could go on a complicated tangent about and was not ready to have that conversation with someone who wouldn’t understand on a similar level.

there is.. no real point to this. i got home and started typing on a small device and now its two hours of doing said action. going to spend a considerable amount of time practicing & hoping i won’t lose my footing tomorrow. worst case scenario i run off stage & cry, although best case scenario i recite something very personal to me & make for a decent performance. time will tell.

[howshouldiknowboutlife]

I know this post is about comments, but the attitude also reminds me of the disclaimers i see a TON on fics with #problematic pairings.

Ill go into a fic specifically bc it mentioned a spicy ship and am IMMEDIATELY struck in the face in the authors notes with a "I DO NOT CONDONE THESE TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS IRL" and i become a thousand times more exhausted and have to decide if i want to continue on with a fic that the author is almost shaming me for liking.

And i know its not always about the author shaming the readers (clearly the author enjoys the ship too or they wouldnt have written it), and its more about the author trying to PREVENT criticizing and harassing comments from people who Dont like the ship and decided to crucify them for daring to write something less than wholesome about fictional people.

(Purity culture is its own massive can of worms that i dont need to b getting into here but god its a mess)

And like, my thoughts are twofold:

1) commenters and antis absolutely shouldnt be going into peoples fics and criticizing what theyre writing (for free and for fun!!). And certainly not to the extent that authors feel like they need to yell upfront and center about how "no no no im one of the GOOD ones, i understand that this isnt healthy!" Like they need to rub sheeps blood on their doorway to keep the demon plague away from their firstborns.

2) i really wish authors would stop doing this because in all their effort to declare that theyre not fetishizing or romanticizing or endorsing a problematic dynamic etc etc, to show that the author is one of the Good Ones who understands that this is Bad and Unhealthy dont @ me please anon commenters 🙏...

...In all their doing that, theyve wrapped so far around that now theyre pointing the accusing finger at their allies and i, the enthusiastic reader of their problematic ship, am being forcibly reminded that people think my enjoyment is a Bad Wrong thing and that i should feel Bad Wrong for enjoying it and that there are people out there who would tell me to kms over liking to imagine certain fake people doing fake things.

And it makes me stop every time and reevaluate if this is a fic i actually want to read - is an author who thinks what theyre writing about should be defended before its even had a chance to be experienced, who maybe thinks that my shameless enjoyment is Wrong, going to write a fic that thematically tells me i shouldnt be happy about reading this? Or will it just be the work of an author trying desperately to say the right password to make people not send them hate messages in the comments?

I know typing all this up on a reblog isnt going to change much of anything (and maybe should be its own post? Idk i dont actually post or reblog comment much - op if u take issue let me know and ill change things), but god yall... be PROUD of your work. No matter what that work is. Dont let people SHAME YOU into hiding or turning against your own allies just to fit the norms. (Does this align w a lot of other fights queer people have and are having to make in society rn? Yes. Hmm wonder if theres smtn to that.........)

Anyways moral of the story is: YKINMKATO (your kink is not my kink and thats okay), DL;DR (dont like; dont read), Golden Rule (treat others how you want to be treated), and If you have nothing nice to say - dont say it at all.

Fic Writers: You Need No Justification

I’ve had a few noteworthy incidents recently with the way readers have chosen to engage with my fic.

First, an early TLDR: Fic writers, you are under no obligation to justify either yourself or your writing choices to your readers. Ever.

There may come a day when a commenter thinks they can say whatever they like, without any care as to how that might affect you. They might, possibly, even be hoping to get a reaction. When that happens, I want you to remember that this commenter Is not your audience. 

And you don’t have to let them walk all over you. 

Recently, a commenter chose to disagree with my characterization and relationship dynamic choices, starting with a dismissive “Naah” and saying “I don’t like this idea that…” and “I don’t like this {character}…” and “I am sad now…” and “I can’t continue.” 

And I chose to tell them to back off. Firmly. Then I got a response that really concerns me.

Name is hidden for no reason in particular. Because it’s a throwaway name anyway.

First of all, this commenter folded as soon as I showed I wouldn’t cater to them. Second, the fact that this person comments anonymously with “random names” is a dead giveaway that they know their behavior isn’t above board, and that having it traced back to them would be less than fun for them. 

I also had another commenter recently who willfully chose to ignore tags, triggered themself, and left a comment about how upset they were. Similarly, I reminded this person that they chose to read the fic and recommended they make healthier choices for their own sake. 

So once again: As a fic writer, you don’t have to cater, you don’t have to placate, and you don’t have to justify yourself.

(Note: The threads are frozen already, no need to go searching or get involved.)

[bakumu-archive]

a silent question

bakugou x fem!reader

wc: 1.5k

summary: kirishma uses his big brain to figure out why exactly bakugou is being so doting this christmas eve, it can’t be because you're… oh my god, are you?

cw: fluff, parenting, pregnancy, christmas eve traditions, kiri has a partner and children but they are only mentioned in passing (its @eijirosriot lol), and a hug where reader is lifted a little

a/n: this was inspired because I want to have his babies so bad, as many as he wants, i do not care. This also maybe might fit into the ruby red series in the future because this is apart of my self ship story, but it's totally not related to anything happening right now. its just a nice lil one shot. merry christmas, happy holidays, and all that jazz.

this is a part of the @goldenshoyo holiday collab for day 24! christmas eve! check out the masterlist here!

minors do not interact. this work contains mature themes and if you continue reading you have agreed you are willing to see such content

Kirishima sits across from you and Bakugou at his large dinner table, the red walls of the room contrasting beautifully with the Christmas tree decorated in the corner, and the soft holiday music fighting to be heard in the background is the opposite of the screaming children around him.

When your families get together, it always ends up loud like this. Your oldest and Kirishima's oldest are very close in age, and both boys are so excited about everything, they can't help but yell, and today they are shouting about who can finish their dinner first because for some reason they think they get to open their presents the second they finish eating.

Eijiro’s twins aren't helping the situation either; they are trying to tell their older brother that it doesn't matter who finishes first, Christmas Eve presents are opened from youngest to oldest, but their arguments are completely lost in the chaos.

And then there's your and Katsuki's youngest daughter, the princess of the group, or at least she usually is. She is currently crying, refusing to eat her dinner because her older brother told her the rice was made out of bugs.

Yep, just a normal Christmas eve for the Bakugou and Kirishima families.

The tradition started when the boys were born. It was nice to spend the evening together watching the babies wrap their tiny hands around your finger and giggle when they saw each other. Now it's still just as exciting, except there are more of them and they are louder and love to run everywhere.

The only thing missing is Kirishima’s partner who couldn't get the night off, but Eijiro gave them a kiss before they left and told them that he could handle it, and he can. But the yelling is starting to get to him and you as well.

Your eyes are closed and your fingers are rubbing along your brow bone, trying to soothe away a migraine.

Katsuki, who was trying to convince the princess to eat, looks over at your motion and Eijiro can see the fierce look of protection in his eyes.

“Oi! Inside voices. Now,” Bakugou barks at the boys, and they instantly quiet, sensing the unwavering energy radiating off of Katsuki.

Kirishima furrows his eyebrows, watching the way his best friend turns to you and begins rubbing your back in circles. It reminds him of something… but what is it?

There’s a nagging feeling at the back of his mind and he takes another bite of his food before replaying the evening in his head.

His first note of evidence: Bakugou is being too doting on you tonight. Sure, he has always been protective, but when the two of you walked in the door this evening, Katsuki wouldn't even let you take your own shoes off. Nor would he let you help cook dinner or help set the table. And you were only allowed to help serve the plates when you finally put your foot down. Kirishma has only seen Bakugou like this three times in his life: first on your wedding day, and the second and third times when you were pregnant with your kids.

Secondly: you're not drinking any alcohol or eating any fish, which honestly doesn't clue him in to a lot since those don’t always happen when he sees you. Sometimes you just aren't in the mood or you’re driving a drunk Bakugou home, but… it's not nothing, he thinks. Maybe he should test his theory.

“Here,” he says, placing a piece of sushi onto your plate. “You didn't have any yet, right? You can have some of mine.”

Katsuki instantly whips his head around, looking at your plate before glancing at you with wide eyes.

“Thanks Ei,” you say, trying to wave off the death glare that Katsuki is sending you. “But I'm not really feeling sushi tonight.”

Kirishima takes the sushi off your plate, checking off the ‘no fish’ box in his head.

He takes a bite and chews, pondering the rest of the night. The only other weird thing was when Kirishima gave you and Katsuki your Christmas gift before dinner.

It's a trip for two to visit one of the most beautiful hot springs in all of Japan. It should have been the perfect gift; he's even heard both of you mentioning wanting to go there but when he presented the tickets, he was met with silence and worried looks.

An overprotective husband, no alcohol or raw fish, no hot springs— they are essentially hot tubs, right? All of these things usually come with—

“Holy shit,” Eijiro chokes, chopsticks slipping from his fingers and landing on his plate with a clang.

His twins stare up at him like he just committed a cardinal sin. “Dad said a bad word,” one of them chastises before the other joins in with, “That's a dollar to the swear jar.”

Kirishima feels like he's being held at gunpoint with the way both of their palms stretch out expectantly. He reaches in his pocket, fishing out a spare dollar and holding it for them to snatch. “If you're done eating, why don't you go separate the presents, I need to talk to Uncle Katsuki and Aunt Y/N for a second.”

The kids leave the table, and you call after them, “Don't open them or we will return them!”

A chorus of ‘yes’s and squeals is all you receive and you take another drink of your water.

You can hear the kids fussing with the presents in the other room, but they know not to test the rules; one year you did actually take the presents away, if only temporarily.

“So…” Kirishima starts, looking expectantly between the two of you.

Katsuki narrows his eyes at him in response. “So?”

Eijiro’s eyebrows raise and he shakes his head a little, “Are you guys…?”

“Ei, just spit it out,” you laugh, cutting the tension between the two pro heros.

“Areyouguyspregnant?” he blurts out, immediately bowing his head and clashing his hands in front of him, praying that Bakugou doesn't blow up his house.

You look over at Katsuki, and he is already looking at you with a half smile. You raise your eyebrows at him in silent question: should we tell him?

Katsuki’s smile gets bigger, crinkling his eyes as he nods his head towards Kirishima as if saying: go ahead.

You cup Katsuki’s cheek, and he nuzzles into your palm. He's so absolutely smitten with you, especially when you're pregnant. It makes up for how overprotective he gets.

Truly, it is a little too soon to start telling people about it, as you haven't even told either of your families yet, but it's Eijiro. He's your confidant, your partner-in-crime, Katsuki’s best friend, and yours too, if you're being honest.

Katsuki takes your hand in his and rests it on his thigh, giving it a light encouraging squeeze.

“Kirishima Eijiro, how do you always figure these things out?” you sigh with a giggle, “Yes, we’re pregnant—”

He rises from his seat, raising his fists in glory. “I knew it!” he exclaims, running over to your side of the table. He pulls you from your seat and wraps you in a huge hug, lifting you slightly off the ground and swaying back and forth.

Katsuki stands up, putting a hand heated by his quirk on Eijiro’s shoulder and a wicked gleam in his eye, “She just told you she was pregnant and you come over here, yanking her outta her chair, and start swinging her around?”

Kirishima puts you down gently and releases you with a smile before he launches himself at Bakugou.

“You're so right, man! I should have attacked you instead!” Kirishima’s whole body is wrapped around Katsuki’s, clinging on to him like a koala. “I'm so happy for the both of you!”

You can hear the slight waver in his voice like he's about to cry, and you lock eyes with Katsuki. He looks torn between being irritated at his buffoon of a best friend for enveloping him in a heavy-ass hug and the joy of sharing this life-changing news to one of the most important people in his life.

You put a hand on Kirishima's back and lean against Katsuki’s arm in the weirdest group hug you've ever had, but you're so happy right now you feel like you could cry.

Your small moment of bliss is soon interrupted by a large crash followed promptly by the wailing of not one, but two children.

The twins come rushing into the dining room, stopping dead in their tracks when they see the sight of their father clinging on to his best friend. They try to process what they're looking at before one of them speaks up, “You know what—” and the other finishes “—nevermind.”

They slowly back out of the room like they are inching away from a hungry predator and then bolt back towards the commotion.

Kirishima climbed off of Bakugou and gives you one of his shining smiles before he's rushing off after the twins.

You go to follow him when Katsuki grabs your hand and pulls you into him. He kisses your forehead and you feel love bloom across your chest.

“Just think,” he whispers, smiling against your skin. “By this time next year there will be another one.”

[yanderes-galore]

hmm, may i request some yandere sundrop and moondrop? maybe a continuation of the last headcanons? its literally all ive been able to think abt-

Okay! Yandere! Daycare Attendant is neat to write 😊 This was originally going to be in Concept format, but I felt it fit scenario format instead.

Animatronic or android/human, doesn't matter. This scenario is based off my original Daycare Attendant concept.

New Emotion

Yandere! Daycare Attendant Scenario

Pairing: Platonic/Romantic

Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Yandere behavior, Kidnapping, Drugging, Robot gaining sentience

By the time you awaken you find yourself in the daycare. The area is still dark and you feel rather drowsy due to all of the candy shoveled down your throat by Moon....

Looking around cautiously, you try to see if you can find the bot that kidnapped you.

You knew you shouldn't have taken night shift...dealing with the malfunctioning moon was worse than the malfunctioning sun.

Red eyes soon meet your gaze and you take a moment to recollect yourself. You never knew why they gave him those....

"Friend...? Are you up?" Moon asks upon seeing your figure rise from the foam mat. The robot is agile, swooping down beside you.

His look is irritated... but also slightly excited to see you.

"Yes. I have night duty...Moon- Just what has gotten into you? Why did you lock me in here?" You frown, scolding the lanky bot.

You see Moon back off for a moment, visibly distressed that you 'scolded' him.

It was a little similar to how Sun acted.... You've scolded Sun before when he got too close to you and he backed away, too.

"You're supposed to stay here... I'm supposed to watch over you." Moon answers, slumping a bit in thought.

"Who told you to do that...?" You ask, raising a brow at the bot. You were in relief he showed no aggression towards you currently, but based on what happened earlier, you couldn't count on it.

Being STAFF wasn't going to help you in this situation. Moon was supposed to be friendly towards STAFF....

"Nobody..." Moon trails off. You huff softly at his response. It really did have to be a malfunction.

"You aren't supposed to attack STAFF... or anyone, for that matter! You may have just mistaken me for an intruder as I am not usually on night shift...." You try to rationalize, mostly in an attempt to calm yourself.

Would Moon even let you walk out of this room...?

Moon simply stared at you, red eyes unblinking.

"Is...that what it is?" Moon says to himself.

Moon wasn't sure why he 'malfunctioned' when beside you. You were right, you are STAFF. Sun also had such odd malfunctions around you....

The urge to keep you here... to watch over you and see you smile. You keep telling him he isn't supposed to act as such. This feeling, however...

It feels too nice to get rid of.

Sun would agree on that, too!

They both want to be close to you and have your attention.... It's not like how they feel towards the children, no....

It almost feels stronger. Yet neither of them know how to express it. It's just...not in their database-

You took the time Moon spent processing to speed walk towards the light switch. With one 'click' the Daycare lights up.

Squinting your eyes because of the blinding light, you notice Moon had swapped to Sun, whom was crawling up off the floor.

"Is it time to PLAY!?" Sun yells excitedly, gaze snapping to you. The bot then notices your tired and disheveled appearance.

"F-FRIEND...! What're you doing here so late...You look exhausted...." Sun's tone changes, observing you.

"It's a long story. You can ask Moon about it." You spit out, someone needed to get a mechanic in the morning.... Moon's always had problems at night but Sun also was having problems with you.

Sun immediately knows what you mean and stops.

"M...Moon made you so tired? I'm...so SORRY, friend! Come here! I'll make you feel better.... I feel that's what I should do for my dearest friend! W-Where are you going!?"

Sun pleads, seeing you open the Daycare door.

"To continue my shift then go home. Go back to your room." You huff. You didn't have time to be all happy with Sun. Not after the encounter you had, at least...

"W-Wait! We can have FUN here! It's even better when there's no one around! Isn't it NICE without the kids?"

Sun pulls you back inside, almost picking you up. You panic, struggling in the much stronger grasp.

'Without the kids'...? Sun's a daycare robot, meant to have fun with kids.

Something was horribly wrong.

"Sun...there's something wrong!" You call, Sun setting you beside him near a small kid table.

"W-Wrong...? What's wrong, SPECIAL friend? We haven't even started to play, yet..." Sun asks, concerned with you not acting how you usually do.

"Yes. There's something wrong with your coding. 'Special' friend...?" You pause, taking in his comment.

No matter what way you looked at it, something seemed off about the daycare bot.

"My...coding...." Sun takes a moment to process what you're saying. You didn't expect him to totally understand it. All that mattered now was getting Sun/Moon to retire to his room.

"I'll have someone get that checked tomorrow to prevent anymore incidents.... For now, why don't we both get some rest, alright?" You give a tired smile. Sun looked panicked.

"W-What!? Checked? I don't need that! I'm fine! SEE? Everything is functioning fine!" Sun perks, jumping up from his seat and showing how agile he was.

They'd remove his new feeling if he let them 'fix' him! He can't have that....

"No. Everything is not functioning fine. We both need rest, Sun... let's get back to your room"

Sun is almost physically shaking.

"No no no no NO....! Let's keep this a secret, okay!? I'll...I'll be better behaved! You won't see me act up, I promise!"

"Sun-"

"You're RIGHT! We SHOULD get some rest. You just aren't yourself when you're tired, special friend!"

Sun's erratic, quickly scooping you up much to your fear. You push against Sun, screaming for him to just listen as he drags you up the wall and into his little room.

"Here! Rest here! I even have a little place you can rest..."

Sun drops you in his room, forcing you to lay down similarly to how Moon did.

"I really hate doing this...it's more Moon's thing but...if it gets you to sleep-"

You feel your mouth pried open and a Moondrop deposited on your tongue.

"If this means I get to keep this NEW feeling...I'll do it."

His voice is strangely dark, eyes staring at you until you fall asleep.

"I'll take care of you, special friend. In the morning we can play!"