#just STOP trying to turn this into tiktok 2: long post edition

[rooftops-are-for-towels]

alright, i completely agree, but this hits some buttons in my brain that "be grateful that you aren't a starving child in china" phrases hit

yes, we have it quite good compared to other sites at the moment! but that does not mean we should stop fighting to maintain that good.

all of the little things that tumblr is pulling and the big things it's ignoring stack up. the more they are able to push the user base, the more they will.

take for example, at least coming from an american- not sure how much this went down elsewhere- how before quarantine, big stores like walmart would stay open overnight. graveyard shifts were a lot more common! there were plenty of people working the store at all busy times, overall, a lot of stuff felt like it mattered a lot more.

quarantine hit, and these stores (among other things) could see how much less they needed to pay to keep shit running and profitable. quarantine is over, and all of the dead-society schedules stay the same. the standard is lowered due to Bigger-Things negligence.

of course, we should be lucky we even have walmarts, right? thank goodness they stayed open for us! thank you, walmart, you concrete shithole.

maybe the walmart shit is bullshit, but you get my point, right?

the more shit we let slide, and the lower we set our standards, the worse it gets. yes, it's not the worst, but it could be better and it is foolish not to keep fighting for something good. to be treated above the consumer minimum, to be treated like a whole userbase that's stuck with this shitty old website for well over a decade now.

and fuck, if we're getting internet refugees here, we shouldn't let them down if we're gonna keep boasting about how good tumblr is. KEEP it good, MAKE it better. never stop complaining.

I know we all love yelling about tumblr but I feel like some of you dont realize how good we have it.

Twitter? Actively promoting nazis.

Instagram? Exposed as a P.do den.

Reddit? Killing the apps that provide the tools that mods use to run subreddits, which kills the site.

Meta? Do we start with the fact that it actively fuels outrage or something else of your choice?

Tumblr? Boo-hoo, a button is in a less convinient place now and occasionally you get bots following you which you can just ignore.

We have it SO MUCH better than any of the other sites. Show some appreciation.

[ktaerssoi]

blabber mouth

summary: the multiple times you were caught having an interaction a little more than friendly with paige.

paige bueckers x fem!reader

(582)

notes: not proof read sorryyyy. also sorry for disappearing for the past three days i was preoccupied. anyway i actually like this i hope im not wrong. i keep watching this one caitlin clark edit someone save me she is so fine. - kate

1.

you had been known to the fans of UConn women's basketball, usually hanging out with the girls. you had met them through azzi, the both of you majoring in communications, and eventually, you had been indoctrinated into the team. you had grown close to many of the girls, befriending everyone. and maybe even going on a few dates with a special girl you had the privilege of meeting.

that being said, it wasn't common for you to be seen in tiktoks or lives. that's why fans went borderline insane when they saw you leaning your head on paige's shoulder in the background of one of ice's lives.

rumors of you being in a relationship were swarming the internet, fans trying to find even more "proof" of you together. they had been right, you were dating, but no one else needed to know that.

that's why you posted a video on paige's tiktok making a disclaimer that you guys were "just friends." however, the fans had gotten a taste of you two together, and weren't about to stop the edits or comments.

2. 

being a secret girlfriend to UConn's star player wasn't easy, you needed to go to all of the games to make paige happy, but you also couldn't be too public about your relationship.

you had thought you were doing a pretty good job, you sat directly across from the home bench and cheered when acceptable. you had been recognized more and more often now as you had officially posted with the team and were with them almost all the time.

your phone was blowing up with follow requests and tagging notifications, and your newfound fans wanting to get to know you outside of the girls. checking through notifications one day, you saw you had been tagged an abundant amount of times on one post.

clicking on the video, it starts to play a lovey-dovey edit audio as you watch clips of you a paige at the games. her pointing to you in the stands, you cheering as she shoots a three, and her hugging you after a game were all clips included in the edit. 

needless to say, that was not the last of those edits.

3. 

you and paige had been going on date nights frequently throughout your almost year-long relationship. along the way you guys had gained a bit of a following on social media, being spotted almost everywhere it was difficult to just be a couple in public.

you and paige had finally had a good amount of time where the both of you were open and could do anything, deciding you would go to a nice little restaurant near by your shared apartment.

you had been laughing about some funny story paige had been telling about her day when a fan came up to your table. "wait, oh my gosh, no way, ohmygosh, you're paige bueckers! and you're her girlfriend!" you had gotten flustered at the correct assumption, not wanting to deny it but knowing you would have to denounce it to protect paige's future.

"oh um," you were cut off by paige grabbing your hand, giving you a look before turning to the girl. "that's me, do you want a picture? i have some time."

you smile as you watch her pose for the photo, what you hadn't realized was that you were visible in the background admiring her like she was the sun.

the fans had a field day with that single photo.

[kamii-2]

“you thought wrong”

so sorry for not posting a chapter in almost 2 months but i hope you guys enjoy this long-ish chapter! a part of this chapter is based off of a fanfic i read a while ago, im not sure who wrote it or who the fic was about but if i ever find out who it is i will definitely give them a shoutout type thing. i’d also like to say this chapter is where things start to like really happen (idk how else to word it, hopefully you get what im saying) and im very sorry if the beginning of the sorry is confusing in any way, also act like they’re all old enough to drink.

warning(s): cussing, drinking, kissing

genre: fluff

pairing(s): kk arnold x reader

“you thought wrong” masterlist

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chapter 3: “is this some kind of prank?”

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the moment you accidentally opened the door then shut it, kk pulled away from the girl she was making out with and ran to ice, not telling the other girl what was going on. “ice, i think i messed up any chances i had with y/n. she just walked in on me making out with another girl.” kk told her best friend, trying to catch her breath from running down the flight of stairs. “why would you even make out with someone else if you wanted her so bad? are you actually stupid?” ice was mad that kk would even do something like that, wanting a girl then making out with another, it made no sense. “i haven’t done anything with anybody in a while and the girl offered so why not take up that offer?” kk said, half joking. kk thought about where you could’ve went, “she left second she came back down here.” ice said as she took a sip of her drink. “great.” was all kk said as she plopped down next to her best friend.

-

kk was all you could think about while you laid in bed, trying to sleep. after seeing her kissing another girl it made you realize how in love with her you were. you wished you were the one she was kissing, not some random girl at a house party who probably just wanted to use kk for sex. the image of her and the other girl kept replaying in your head again and again, you couldn’t take it anymore so you tried to watch tiktok to forget about kk and the stupid girl she was with. when you opened tiktok the first thing you seen was an edit of kk. “oh my God.” you said out loud as you got off the app and turned on your tv. you decided to just watch some netflix until you fell asleep.

when you woke up with a mild headache, you didn’t drink too much so your hang over wasn’t as bad as it usually was when you drank. you got up and took some medicine to ease the headache and drank water to help the pill go down your throat. you grabbed your phone and seen that symphony had texted you a few times asking if you were okay, you told her about how all you thought about was kk last night and how when you opened tiktok she was the first thing you seen. you two continued to text about what happened last night and other random things until symphony just randomly stopped texting you back for a good 20 minutes. you brushed it off and went on with your day, thinking she was busy or her phone died. in reality, symphony got a text from kk’s best friend, ice, on instagram.

-instagram direct messages-

@ice.brady: hey this is symphony right?

@symphony_roy: yea why?

@ice.bradyy: be honest, does y/n like kk bc kk likes her a lot and doesn’t believe me that y/n likes her back. @ice.bradyy: pls tell me i promise to not show kk like fr

@symphony_roy: yes 😭 ive been telling y/n since the day she told me that kk is gay and likes her back but her slow ass won’t believe me

@ice.brady: bro they act the same way exact same way 😭@ice.bradyy: anyway the reason im texting you is bc i think we should make them go in a blind date but don’t tell them the gender of the person bc i don’t want them to find out immediately

@symphony_roy: wait that’s a really good idea @symphony_roy: but we need to plan this more before we dive right into it

-real life-

after they planned out their entire plan, symphony went to your dorm. “hey.” you greeted as she barged in, using the spare key you had gave her. “so…. how do you feel about blind dates?” she asked while clasping her hands together, taking a seat on the couch next to you. “uhm, they’re okay i guess… why?” you reply while stopping what you were doing on your phone and side eyeing her. “because you’re going on one on monday.” symphony stated, “what?!?” you yelled while whipping your head to look at her, “i did not sign up for that!” symphony just stared at you, a small smirk on her face. “well, you’re going on it, i don’t care what you say.” symphony shrugged while getting up and leaving, “bye, remember you have a date in two days, i’ll send you the details later.” she closed the door.

-

when you woke up you seen kk had followed you back on every app you followed her on, seeing this made your stomach do backflips. you were a bit embarrassed because you had followed her for ages and she just now followed you back but you didn’t really care because atleast she followed you. as the day went on you kept stalking kk, being careful to not like any super old pictures on instagram or old tiktoks. you were stalking so hard you even found her mom’s facebook page. in the middle of your stalking, symphony barged in your room, “okay so what are you gonna wear tomorrow?” she asked while sitting at the edge of your bed, facing you. “i don’t know, probably jean shorts and a crop top.” you shrugged, “basic as hell. wear something more revealing, you gotta show off all that ass to them.” she half-joked, “bro then you find my outfit.” you sighed at her.

symphony went to your closet and started to look through everything to find the perfect outfit for you. after about 10 minutes she found a short, tight, light pink dress. you bought it last month and never got the chance to wear it. “it’s perfect, i’ll tell your date to wear something on the nicer side. you guys will look so cute together.” she smiled while holding the dress up. you were still unsure on the whole blind date thing but you were kind of excited for it, maybe you’ll meet your soulmate. you had thought about who it could be and you thought about it being kk but you weren’t sure if symphony would do something like that.

symphony stayed over for the rest of the day and didn’t go home until sunset. you two talked about life, ordered pizza, and watched a few movies sherrie she went back to her dorm. you were too nervous to go to bed, knowing that the next day at 7pm you would be meeting up with a potential complete stranger for dinner.

-

the whole day you were super nervous and could barely think straight. part of you was thinking about just not going but you know if you did that then symphony would rip you a new one. you were hoping the date was a girl and hoping it was kk but you knew it wasn’t gonna be her, kk was just making out with another girl 2 days ago, she wouldn’t switch that fast, or so you thought. at around 6:00 you started getting ready, putting on the dress and some white heels that made you an inch taller, and putting on light makeup. symphony showed up to your dorm at 6:34, “im taking you to the restaurant because im gonna sit a table or two away and watch yall.” she said with a huge smile on her face. you nodded in response and continued to get ready.

on the way there you were so nervous to where you thought you could throw up. the whole car ride you were silent and had short answers when symphony talked to you. “y/n its okay i promise. dont worry about anything. all you gotta do is meet this person, talk to them, eat dinner, then you’re done.” symphony reassured you, keeping her eyes on the road. you sighed and tried to think on the bright side of it, if you didn’t like this person then you’d probably never have to talk to them again. as you got closer you got more and more nervous but you kept thinking about what symphony said and it helped it go down.

when you two got to the restaurant you immediately got out and walked into the restaurant. symphony pointed, “your date’s already here.” you stopped dead in your tracks and whipped your head towards her. “is this some kind of prank?” you asked while wide eyes. “nope. your date is kk.” symphony laughed while pushing you towards the table. “symphony you’re fucking lying.” you said while trying to resist her pushing you. “i’m not, now go sit down and talk to her.” she said while pushing you again and walking away. you sighed before slowly walking over to the table that kk was at. when she looked up from her phone she paused for a second before she realized that you were her blind date. when you sat down it was quiet for a second before she said something. “hey y/n. how’s life been?” she said, not knowing what else to say. “it’s been fine, how about you?” you asked her, “good. did you know that i was your date?” kk asked with a smile. “no, symphony literally came into my dorm and told me that i was going on a blind date, didn’t tell me anything else.” you two laughed and continued to talk.

the night went very well, you two talked about everything under the sun and flirted a lot. symphony and ice were watching from a few tables over and talked about how cute you two were together. “i’m glad they made us go on this date.” you admitted while admiring kk, looking her up and down. “i agree, maybe i can get your number or something?” kk asked, “yea.” you say as you proceed to tell her your number. after she got your number the flirting was nonstop, now she was certain you liked her back. the rest of the night you two continued to talk about random stuff and even talked about going on another date.

at free you guys paid for the food snd drink you both went over to symphony and ice’s table. “hey guys.” ice said with a smirk, “do yall wanna go to a club or something?” symphony asked while standing up. “sure why not.” you said, “okay i’ll send you the address.” symphony said, talking to ice. ice nodded and you all went to the cars. “so how was it?” symphony questioned you the moment you both got in the car, “we were flirting the whole time and she asked for my number.” you answered, “aren’t you glad i made you go on this date?” she smiled while pulling out of the parking lot and driving to the bar, you nodded and told her more about the date.

after you got your ID’s checked, kk grabbed your hand and pulled you into the bathroom. “what’s wrong?” you asked when you reached a stall. “nothing.” she mumbled before kissing you, you immediately kiss back. the kiss felt magical, the way your lips fit together perfectly made your stomach do frontflips. you relunctsntly pulled away for air, “damn.” was all kk could say as she went back for more.

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i’m so sorry this took like 2 months to get out but i still hope you enjoyed!! i hope you have a good day/night, love you 💋💋

[floralhuqzz]

Sexual tension (Johnnie Guilbert x fem reader) smut

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Warning: smut, degradation, choking, petnames, virgin reader,, DONT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18🔞

🦇author: the edit thats in this post is not mine,, all credits to crystalcaskle on tiktok!!! :) I also apologize if theres any misspelled words english is not my first language!

♱

I woke up around 7 am when i decided to make myself some breakfast before i start streaming,, ive started youtube 1 year ago, around that time when i met Johnnie. Ive been living with him and Jake for the past 3 months and honestly its been going pretty good.

“whatcha’ making?”

“oh god dont scare me like that!” i slightly punch him in the shoulder

“sorry sorry.. it smells really good” he puts his arm around my shoulder and i blush.. i had a crush on him since when we first met

“you want some pancakes?” i look at him

“yeah, thanks” he pats my head, making my hair look like a mess

“i hate you” i roll my eyes

“you love me” he laughs as he sits down

‘i do..” i thought to myself

i make some coffee and more pancakes as i sit down next to Johnnie.

“are you doing something after?” he asks me while he keeps eating his pancakes

“yeah..i have to stream right now,, but im free afterwards” i smile

“wanna go out?” he finally looks at me,, he looked so beautiful,, his blue beautiful eyes.. his makeup he forgot to take off before bed that somehow still looked good on him.

“yeah..i would love to” i smile a little

i stand up

“i better go now, ill see you in 2 hours johnnie” i smile as i walk to my room

1 hour later*

i started streaming and i decided to react to some videos that my followers sent me,, they were usually sending edits of me or they will even sometimes send me memes. They all kinda supposed i had a crush on Johnnie, i just didn’t want to say anything just yet. They will sometimes send me edits of Johnnie and see my face turning red.

As one of my followers sent me this edit

When i watched that edit i said something that i will be definitely regretting later

“i volunteer..*cough* i mean what?..” i laugh

“WHAT DID SHE SAY” “DID WE HEAR THAT RIGHT?” “SHE JUST SAID I VOLUNTEER” “TELL ME THAT SOMEONE CLIPPED THAT”

“chat you are all crazy” i laughed

after another hour i decided to end the stream as i said my goodbyes

i walk to the living room as i see Johnnie sitting on the couch looking a bit serious

“you okay there?” i chuckle

“i need to talk to you”

oh no.

“yeah what is it?”

“mind explaining me this?” he shows me a clip of my reaction to that one edit on my stream

"oh um." i blush as i look away

"hm?" he stands up and walks towards me "cat got your tongue?"

i didnt say anything. i just stared at the floor

"i asked you something" he puts his hand on my chin

"it- it was just a joke, you know?" i chuckle awkwardly as i felt like i was about to pass out from embarassment

"it didnt seem like a joke to me" he stares at me

"yeah umm..." i start to walk back as he started to walk towards me, almost like trying to intimidate me

"whats wrong?" he smirks

"n-nothing" i finally bump into the wall behind me

"if you wanted to get fucked by me you couldve just said so"

"w-what?"

"dont play dumb"

"i-im no-" he grabs my neck

"lying to me wont get you anywhere" he stares at my shirt as he starts to put his hand inside my shirt

"j-johnnie what are y-" i could literally feel my heart beat racing by the second

"dont tell me you dont want this” he now started to kiss my neck

i felt like i was literally about to pass out from how hot i was in that moment. i couldn’t believe this was actually happening,,

“come here” he picks me up in bride style and sets up on walking to his bedroom,, he opens the door and throws me to his bed as he climbs on top of me

“fuck,, i wanted this for so long..” he starts to take off my shirt,, i felt hot between my legs

he started to kiss my stomach going down my hips. he slowly took off my pants and threw them on the floor

“johnnie wait!” he stops

“whats wrong? did i go too far??” he looks at me worried

“no no…its just that…its my first time..” i blush

“oh…” he smirks “ill make you feel good alright baby?,, you just have to trust me with this okay? can you do that for me?” he caresses my thigh. i nod as he then continued what he was doing earlier. he starts to kiss my chest going down my stomach, and finally reaching down to my panties.

“can i?” he started to kiss my inner thigh

“mhm” i nod

he slowly started to take off my panties as he then began to slowly eat me out. I’ve never in my life had been touched this way by anyone,, and knowing that the first person to take away my virginity was johnnie, it relieved me. i started to whimper as he suddenly started to go faster. his tongue was reaching all the right spots.

“fuck-“ i whimper as i felt him moan, sending vibrations to my core which gave me even more pleasure. i look down as i see him staring at me as he kept eating me out “johnnie fuck i-“ i moan

“come on baby, be a good girl and cum on my face” him calling me a ‘good girl’ sent me shivers down my spine.

“oh god oh god oh god-“ i throw my head back as i came

johnnie looks at me and caresses my thighs once again.

“you did so good baby..” he gets up and starts to kiss me. I see him unbuckling his pants.

“do you want this?” he asks

“yes…yes i do” i was so turned on by now that the only thing i wanted was him..and only him

“you will have to beg for it or ill leave you like this…needy…and you dont want that right princess?” he smirks

“n-no…” fuck he knew what he was doing. He waits for me to continue

“p-please johnnie..” i whimper as he lined himself to my entrance

“you can do better than that..” he looks at me dead in the eyes

“please johnnie i want your dick inside of me..” i beg,, i felt so embarrassed but turned on at the same time

“thats a good girl” he gets inside of my without a warning as i moaned from the sudden feeling

“for how long you’ve wanted this y/n? hm? tell me.” he began to move

“for a l-long time..” i moan, it felt like i was on cloud nine

He started to thrust harder and faster,, i felt like i was about to cum.

“j-johnnie i-im~” i whimpered and he put his hand on my leg and place it on his shoulder for better access which made the feeling 100 times better

“i know baby i know…fuck y-you feel amazing” he thrusted faster, “come on princess cum with me…” he moaned as we both cummed. We started to breath heavily,, with our hair sticking to our foreheads because of the sweat,, messy hair and red face but he still looked beautiful

“youre absolutely gorgeous..” i blush at his sudden comment

“i dont know if this is the right time but…i really like you..” he confesses

“i like you too johnnie…ive liked you for a very long time..” i smile at him as he kisses my forehead and we both fall asleep in each others arms.

[u3pxx]

✱ frequently asked questions!

hey there, the name’s den/sun! i’m a filipino artist with too many ideas and too little sleep! i mainly post and draw ace attorney and disco elysium with the occasional dungeon meshi drawing. i also like good omens, danganronpa, tmnt 2012, undertale/deltarune, mob psycho 100, splatoon, fairly odd parents: a new wish, haikyuu, and pokemon! :^]c

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what program do you use?

old answer: i use clip studio paint ex! as of 06/24/2023: i use clip studio paint pro v3 for illustrations and clip studio paint v1 ex for animatics

what brush do you use?

old answer: i mainly use the gasa gaya line pen for sketching and the t-pen for both sketching and inking as of 09/22/2023: i use the koya pen for sketching and inking and the gasa gaya line pen for inking occasionally. as of 12/19/2023: i use the a pen that feels like a pencil (鉛筆を感じる液だまりペン) with the pen pressure opacity turned on for sketching (i also use it for inking occasionally). i don’t ink that much right now but i still also use the gasa gaya line pen for it. as of 03/07/2024: i use both the a pen that feels like a pencil (鉛筆を感じる液だまりペン) and calish ink for both sketching and inking. as of 07/08/2024: i use the dry ink brush on clip studio paint.

do you do commissions?

yes, i do! currently closed right now because i’m a student and art school is hard but feel free to take a quick look here if you would be so interested! :^] however, i do occasionally open 2 slots for sketch commissions whenever i’m in need of some money so watch out for that pftt <3

do you sell prints?

yep! i have an inprnt!

where else can we find you?

you can find me both in twitter, Instagram, and art fight! i also have a youtube where i haven’t posted in 4 years pftt

can we use your drawings?

you can use my drawings for profile pictures, banners, even your little tiktok video edits as long as i'm credited (with a link back to my art account, please!) (also if you did do little tiktok edits with my art can you please send them to me i would be so delighted to see them)  just so we’re clear too, i don’t allow reposting of my art on other social media without my permission or credit. thanks!

can you draw [insert thing here]?

i don’t do requests! and usually, when i ask for things to draw, it depends if i’m feeling up to it so sorry if i don’t!

can i draw fanart of your au’s/oc’s?

YES! please, i’d be so dang honored! and please tag me too if you ever post it so i could see it and reblog it here! :^D (and also gush wail cry and scream about it forever and ever)

what does your username “u3pxx” mean?

it’s just my name den upside down, the x’s are because my old selfsona design had x’s for pupils and i wanted to incorporate that.

what does your tag “pampabait” mean?

pampabait (pam‧pa‧ba‧it) is a tagalog word that loosely means “to make [something] kind”, since the prefix “pampa-” is used to denote the causing of a state and “bait” means “kind”! the way i use it is also kind of referencing the phrase "nasisiraan ng bait" (losing one's mind/starting to feel insane). it's just a tag i use for some wholesome stuff i see that would stop me from going I HATE EVERYTHING FORVEVERRRR

have you played all the ace attorney games?

i have not! only because i got into ace attorney via let’s plays, instead. me and some friends are however trying to finish dgs though we haven’t been able to play for a long time pftt. we’re currently still on dgs2-1.

who’s your favorite ace attorney character?

look at me in the eye, boy. wheezes but it is apollo justice, trucy wright, and klavier gavin.

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[imladybbq]

You Are Beautiful and Perfectly Imperfect Just the Way You Are 

I am pretty sure everyone wants to feel beautiful, look good and be presentable, be it offline or online. We want to create a good impression of ourselves that reflects our appearance and personality. It is especially evident in our current generation, where we will take great pictures and post them on social media. This consists of our day-to-day activities, outfits of the day (#OOTD), unforgettable moments and so on. It has become a trend of romanticizing mundane daily hustle and bustle. One of the ways we do this is by applying filters to our photos.   

What is Filter?  

A filter is a process where something is added or removed to distort or alter texts or photos. It has become a significant tool in the social media world (Rettberg 2014 p. 21). It allows us to edit the photos into something more aesthetically pleasing. However, it can also use as a way to entertain us and our friends. For instance, TikTok is known for its interactive filters, such as ‘Which Disney Characters Are You?’. There are so many types of filters, varying from beauty filters to mini-games, and try-on products. 

Filters have come a long way, and we use them daily. It has a couple of benefits to it, especially for brands! It creates a high engagement, which in turn provides a highly memorable experience. Filters are very interactive, and it requires the user’s full attention. Hence, it is wonderful for advertising a product or service, as it proves to have 70% memory recall, as compared to traditional advertising (Hamilton 2022).   

Plus, it also enhances the purchasing journey of customers. People do not need to go to physical stores anymore. We can merely try on makeup products through this technology, which can influence spontaneous buying (Hamilton 2022). On top of that, filters are such a pleasure to experiment with, especially the ones that highlight your greatest features and make you feel cute (Belle 2018). I mean, who does not like that, right?  

But there are a few cons to Filters...  

Unfortunately, it can distort our perception of reality, especially beauty filters. It becomes even worse with the beauty representation depicted through media and society. Society tends to pressure both men and women on a specific beauty standard needed to accomplish to be more socially desirable. This could create a person to have body dysmorphic disorder (BDD). Those with this disorder are concerned with some aspects of their appearance that they find unattractive (Coy-Dibley 2016 p. 2). It can become serious when one starts experiencing anxiety and obsession over their appearance through compulsive habits and routines, such as non-stop grooming and hiding certain ‘unattractive’ body areas (Coy-Dibley 2016 p. 3).   

Hence, numerous images portrayed by the media have a massive impact on those with BDD or those who are highly insecure. According to Orbach, we can see that many industries play on people’s body insecurities, highlighting them and all their supposed physical faults. They emphasize how these can be modified to look ‘better’, shaping the idealized concept of beauty. I believe we can all agree that the media and society sometimes have a ridiculous beauty standard that is unceasingly narrow and unrealistic (Coy-Dibley 2016 p. 3).  

According to a survey in 2017 by the American Academy of Facial Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery (AAFPRS), cosmetic surgeons first recognized a pattern of patients seeking surgery to better mimic how they appear using filters. In line with the results of that survey, 55% of surgeons reported seeing patients who wanted surgery primarily to enhance their appearance in selfies. In agreement with the previous point, in a 2015 study that looked at the impact of edited selfies on young girls' body dissatisfaction, people who regularly edit their photos are more concerned about their bodies and are more inclined to develop a distorted view of how they actually look.  

“I just see a lot of images that are just really unrealistic, and it sets up unrealistic expectations for patients because they’re trying to look like a fantasized version of themselves,” - Dr Vashi  

Body Positivity Movement  

In recent years, there has been a monumental shift in how bodies are represented in the media. Now you can see multiple plus-size celebrities on the screen, from fashion advertising to television shows. Big influential brands, such as H&M, have extended their clothing line to cater to those who are plus size (Yeboah 2020).

Other than that, makeup brands start expanding their shade range to provide for various skin colours. I am sure you would have heard of Fenty Beauty, a cosmetic brand that became one of the first makeup brands to launch 50 shades, which include albinos and dark-skinned people.

Now people are starting to accept that people come in different shapes, sizes and colours. Everyone deserves to be celebrated, and everyone is beautiful just the way they are.   

Although of course that this movement still has a long way to go. We can still see many nasty and insensitive comments due to the deep-rooted beauty standards in our society. Despite it, we must all uplift one another and create awareness, and with this, it can dismantle the toxic and hazardous narratives about unrealistic beauty standards by the media (Yeboah 2020). Together, we can create a safe space for every person to accept and love themselves.   

References:

Belle, E 2018, Young People Are Reportedly Seeking Plastic Surgery to Look More Like They Do in Snapchat Filters, Teen Vogue, Teen Vogue, viewed 2 June 2023, <https://www.teenvogue.com/story/young-people-plastic-surgery-snapchat-filters>. 

Coy-Dibley, I 2016, ‘“Digitized Dysmorphia” of the female body: the re/disfigurement of the image’, Palgrave communications, vol. 2, no. 1, Palgrave Macmillan, London, p. 16040–. 

Hamilton, J 2022, AR Filters – Everything You Need to Know! | Eon Visual Media, Eon Visual Media - App, Web, Design, Animation & Video, viewed 2 June 2023, <https://eon-media.com/insights/ar-filters/>. 

Rettberg, JW 2014, Seeing Ourselves Through Technology: How We Use Selfies, Blogs and Wearable Devices To See and Shape Ourselves, Springer Open, Basingstoke, pp. 20–32. 

Yeboah, S 2020, The body positivity movement still has a long way to go—here’s why, Vogue India, Vogue India, viewed 2 June 2023, <https://www.vogue.in/wellness/content/body-positivity-fat-acceptance-movement-still-has-a-long-way-to-go>. 

[darling-i-read-it]

Once Upon A Dream

Part 1/2

Prince Caspian x reader, eventual The Darkling (Aleksander) x reader

Word Count: 4.2k

Warnings: death, sadness, insinuations to smut

Author’s Note: me last night: Maya at age 5 and Maya at age 17 came together to do this for you all (and myself lol). I really hope you all enjoy this because I really really did. I wanted to do it all in one part but then I was writing and I couldn’t stop lol. (also this is not proofread lol). Inspired by this edit by @/daniellasedits on tiktok)

(@chameleon-junkie helped with the logistics! Don’t come at us, we are not Narnia experts lol.)

Summary: You, a Grisha, stumble into the wardrobe where you find yourself in Narnia. You meet Prince Caspian there whom you fall in love with. (Eventual Darkling x reader next part!)

Genre: fluff, angst at the end

Song: Once Upon A Dream by Mary Costa

I don’t own these characters. They belong to author/director/creator

Figured I’d tag these people cause they showed interest in this! I hope y’all don’t mind I’m just excited lol: @russian-soft-bitch, @elisaa-shelby, @bitchy-witchy-post-mortem and @draco-loves-ferrets ‘s hufflepuff friend who’s @ I do not know lol

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You carefully walked on the cobblestone ground. You didn’t want to make too much of a sound so you kept your steps light. As long as you could get back to your room before the Darkling arrived in the castle it would be alright.

You had never even seen the man but he struck a fear in you. That wasn’t unlike anybody else in the castle. He was a very scary man. Even his name could scare a room of people, though he was usually nowhere near. As a Grisha you had to learn about him but of course you didn’t have to actually see him.

This was your first time staying at the castle. You came up for some extra schooling. You showed some promising powers and many people considered you one of the strongest in your craft. You were likely to have to perform your powers in front of the king himself and perhaps even the Darkling.

The thought sent a shiver down your spine.

You were trying to keep your mind off of it and explore the vast castle in the meantime. Some of the rooms you found looked as though they hadn’t been touched in decades. You had made it to a floor that relatively no one else was on.

You opened another door slowly.

You stepped inside and closed it behind you, your eyes gazing around. Unlike the other rooms you had found, there was only one piece of furniture in there. It lacked the elegance of the rest of the rooms, along with the fancy things inside. Furrowing your brows, you walked up to the wardrobe in the back middle of the room. You brushed your hand on the fine craftsman and then flung it open.

“Damn. Just clothes,” you muttered to yourself. Fur coats and other keftas. You let out a sigh and grabbed the side of the wardrobe doors. You had every intention of leaving it closed until you felt a cold wind on your cheek. You looked around the room. Completely void of windows. You looked further into the wardrobe and moved the coats aside, looking for a back to it. You were surprised to find a lack of back to it. You stepped inside, moving further inside. You felt around for a back.

You didn’t find another piece of wood. Instead you felt the cool brush of wind against your hand. You moved aside the keftas and stepped into a wood, filled with trees. Snow was lightly falling onto your hand but it hadn’t begun to stick yet.

Your mouth hung open in surprise. You turned back to the wardrobe but found the coats were surrounded by even more trees, rendering it nearly invisible with the elements.

You shook your head gently as you looked around.

“Oh well, who are you?” You turned your head quickly, looking around for another human.

“Hello? Who’s there?”

“Down here.” You looked down below you, coming face to face with a beaver. They were standing on two feet, looking up at you. Your eyes went wide in surprise.

“You can speak?”

“Of course I can speak. What on Earth are you wearing dear?” You looked down at your blue kefta and furrowed your eyebrows.

“Where am I?” The beaver smiled a bit, which amazed you but you had other problems.

“Narnia darling.” “Where?” The beaver raised their head and nodded a tad.

“You’re not from around here are you?”

“No, I...I was in the castle and then I went through this wardrobe and then…” You turned to point at the wardrobe but lost it in the trees. You searched but found nothing.

“Well I don’t know what castle you were talking about. The witch’s castle is far away from here and the kings is pretty far as well,” the beaver told you. “I’m Mrs. Beaver. Perhaps you want to come back to my home and I can help you out.”

“Mrs. Beaver? Oh, uh sure.” She started to walk away and you followed her, eyes trailing back to where you had come from. It was still lost in the forest, invisible.

=====

You sat at a very small table, looking at the food the Beavers had given you. You nibbled on a couple of things.

“What is that silly jacket you were wearing?” Mr. Beaver asked. You looked down at your kefta.

“It’s my kefta. It means I’m a summoner,” you said.

“A summoner? What does that mean?” Mrs. Beaver questioned. You looked down sheepishly.

“You don’t have Grisha here?”

“Grosha?”

“Grisha,” you corrected. They gave you skeptical looks. You shook your head gently and picked up the small cup, drinking it carefully. “You have a lovely home and I thank you for your hospitality but I should probably be getting on my way.” You stood up and bent down, making sure you didn’t hit your head.

“Be careful out in the woods deary. Are you sure you don’t want to stay?” Mrs. Beaver asked. You shook your head kindly.

“Thank you but I have to get on my way. Thank you again.” They both nodded. Mrs. Beaver handed you another biscuit which you took graciously.

You left their little home and began your walk back the way you came. Wherever you were, you had to get back. Who knows what would happen if you were gone too long. Oh, you hoped you weren’t missing anything important.

You walked for a while. Your feet began to ache and you felt your kefta become uncomfortable. The sun was going to go down soon.

God, which way was it you came? Were you even going the right way? You scratched your head.

Suddenly you heard the sound of horses. You turned quickly, hiding behind a tree. You peeked behind it to see a man about your age riding a horse. He came to a slow steady stop, looking around the forest.

“Are you sure we’re in the right place? Seems very far away,” he called back.

“I’m sure my King!” King? You started to lean further out and then tripped on the stick below you. You cursed under your breath as you stumbled out from behind the tree. You looked up, raising your hands up to prepare to use your powers. The man saw you and quickly drew his sword, prompting his horse over. He pointed the sword at you.

“Who are you? What are you wearing?”

“Why does everyone care about my coat?” you muttered. “I’m Y/N. I’m a Grisha.”

“A what?”

“I don’t think I’m meant to be here. I came through a wardrobe, this isn’t my world. I’m just trying to get back to where I came from,” you told him. The man looked down at you. He recalled his friends, the former Kings and Queens. They had come through a wardrobe once. His men quickly caught up to him, stopping their horses behind him.

“Who is this?” one of the knights questioned.

“A friend,” he told them. “Stand up.” You stood up straight and brushed off your clothing. “You’ll ride with me,” he said. You nodded a bit as he extended his hand. You took it and he helped hoist you up behind him.

“What’s your name?” you questioned, sitting behind him. Your hands rested gently on his sides, a habit from having rode horses with other Grisha for years.

“Caspian.”

“Where are we going Caspian?”

“My castle.”

====

It was even better than the castle back in Ravka. Perhaps you just felt more welcome here than you had back in Ravka but either way, once you got off that horse you felt like you had entered into a dream. Caspian kept you close to him as he walked up the front doors. People parted ways when they were in his way. He called people’s names, smiled at them, asking them questions.

You were silent through it all, though you could hear the whispering.

Who was this woman with the King?

People didn’t recognize you, your clothing, your stance. Finally Caspian took you into one of his private rooms where it was only the two of you.

He sat down at the window sill and turned to you, a serene look on his face. You fidgeted nervously.

“Tell me about this land you came from.”

“You don’t think I’m insane?” He smiled a bit, shaking his head gently.

“No. Why don’t you have a seat?” He gestured to his desk chair. You walked over awkwardly and sat down in front of him.

“Animals don’t talk where I’m from. And there are Summoners and Materialki and...other things.”

“We don’t have any of that here.”

“Clearly,” you said, laughing a bit. “What about Narnia? What is it like here?” He shrugged.

“It’s a wonderful place. In harmony currently. Which is why I’m curious as to why you’ve arrived here.”

“Do people not often...come here?” He shook his head a bit and glanced out the window, recalling memories.

“People that arrive from other lands only come if they’re vastly important. The only travelers have been the former Kings and Queens.” You raised your eyebrows and looked around nervously.

“What does that mean?”

“I don’t know yet Y/N. But in the meantime I believe it would be smart for you to stay here with me until I figure it out.” You nodded.

“So I don’t believe I’ll be going back anytime soon.” He nodded.

“No, you won’t. As far as I know, you’re a danger to my land's safety, you summoner or whatever you call it.” He stood up and smiled down at you. His hair fell in front of his face gently. He had a kind face. You didn’t feel like he was a threat to you, even though he was everything but a stranger. “I’ll send someone to get you new clothes. I’m going to go and search the books to see if anything foretold you arriving.” You nodded.

“And I should just stay here?”

“I’ll have someone set you up with your own room soon. Meanwhile, stay here in mine.” You looked around at his room. There were paintings of the sea on his walls, an elegant curtain over his bed.

“Alright. Thank you.”

“Of course.” ====

Some lovely ladies brought you some clothing and took away your kefta, despite your wishes. You sat in Caspians room for a while, looking out the window and snooping around peacefully. The view was gorgeous. There was something about the people here that made you feel safe.

Caspian opened the door up carefully later that night. You had fallen asleep on top of the covers of his bed. Upon seeing you he grew quiet, placing the papers he had found onto his desk. He sat on the edge of the bed and slipped off his shoes. His movement woke you up. You sat up gently, rubbing your eyes.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you?” he asked. You shrugged.

“It’s alright. I didn’t mean to drift off.” You sat up as he stood, grabbing the papers off the desk and returning to the edge of the bed. “Did you find anything?” He handed you the papers. On the parchments were some words you didn’t understand and drawings of a person who looked an awful lot like you.

“Nothing specific. Just that you were meant to come.” You looked up and met his eyes.

“But what am I here for? You’re already King, you don’t need me stomping in to rule some place I hadn’t heard of before today.” He smiled a bit.

“You’re right. We aren’t at war either, which was my next thought.” He paused. “What can you do as a Grisha?” You took a deep breath and held your hand before you. After a moment of concentrating you produced a ball of fire in your hands. Caspian’s eyes went wide. “That’s amazing.” You closed your hand into a fist and lowered it.

“I can do bigger things too. I’m not too special but I’m pretty good,” you admitted. He nodded.

“We’ll find out why you’re here.” He stood. “I have your room. It’s close, in case you need anything.” You nodded and slid off the bed.

“Thank you again, for everything. You’ve been incredibly kind.” Caspian nodded, putting his hand on the small of your back. You ignored the shiver down your spine at his touch.

“The last people who came through a wardrobe here were incredibly good friends. I hope we can be the same.”

“I’d say we’re on the right track.”

====

Weeks he spent with his head stuck in books. You always stayed with him, helping him sift through the information as best you could. He had to teach you history and you learned it easily.

“Perhaps you should get some sleep,” you told him. He was sitting at the edge of your bed, buried in books.

“Just one more,” he muttered, not looking at you. You scoffed and crawled over to him, taking the book from his hand. Out of instinct you raised your hand to his cheek. Once you had done it, it couldn’t be undone so you had to go with it. You ran your hand over his cheek and ran your hand through his hair carefully.

That got his attention. He studied your face, tracing your lips with his eyes. He felt a sudden pang of love for you. At first he thought it came out of nowhere but understood that it was a feeling he had been suppressing.

“You look exhausted. Please, the books and I will be here tomorrow.” You dropped your hand. It broke him from his trance.

“You’re right. I’ll come back as soon as I can.” You nodded and put the books on your bed onto your nightstand.

“Goodnight Caspian. Sleep tight.” He lingered at the door, holding it open, looking at you.

“Goodnight Y/N.”

=====

You spent your time at Caspians castle for months. In that time you learned more about Narnia. He visited as often as he could but he was always busy. You didn’t mind. You made some other friends and you loved walking the grounds. People treated you as though you were royalty because you were Caspians personal visitor.

It was a nice life. You missed your friends back in Ravka but not enough to run away.

And you had fallen for him. You were pretty sure it had started the second you saw him in the woods that fateful day. Though he was king and would likely never feel the same way. You didn’t mind, as long as you got to see him.

You were walking in the gardens one afternoon. It was a sunny day, the rays glistening off the flower petals. You turned a corner, coming face to face with Caspian. He was smiling, holding a red flower in his hands. He offered it to you.

“You scared me,” you said, giggling nervously. You took the flower happily. “But thank you.”

“I’m sorry, I thought you saw me coming.” He gestured to the flower. “Red, like your fire.” You smiled sheepishly and smelled it.

“It smells beautiful.”

“Like you.” You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the warmth in your stomach.

“You’re too kind to me Caspian.” You kept on walking. He followed you close beside as you stepped on the cobblestones together.

“My friend Lucy made these gardens when she was Queen in the golden age of Narnia. I’d say she did a wonderful job.”

“I agree.”

“May I?” he asked, gesturing to the flower. You handed it to him and he placed it in your hair. You smiled sheepishly. You walked together peacefully for a few moments. You turned to him as you walked, watching his perfect peaceful features. He turned to you as well and you smiled at each other.

“I have something to tell you,” he said quietly. Your smile faltered a bit and you looked away from him.

“That doesn’t sound great.”

“We’ll see.”

“That’s not exactly promising Caspian.” He laughed a bit. He stopped walking and you turned completely to him, not able to look him in the eye.

“I think I know why you are here,” he whispered. You looked into his eyes, startled.

“You do? Well spit it out then.” He took a deep breath and raised his hand to your cheek. For a moment you were so stunned you couldn’t move. Your breathing hitched as he leaned forward slowly, letting you lean the rest of the way. You did. You kissed him carefully, your lips melting together perfectly. Your stomach erupted in butterflies, you almost weren’t able to keep yourself down. You grabbed his chin and felt your hand heating up so you had to pull away before you burnt him.

“You are meant to be Queen,” he whispered. Your eyes, which had been on his lips, quickly flicked up to his eyes.

“Is that a proposal King Caspian?” you asked, laughing in awe.

“It is if you want it to be.” You took a deep breath and took his hand off your cheek, holding it between the two of you. You watched as your fingers intertwined with his perfectly.

“Then yes. I would love to be your Queen.” Caspian had to stop himself from jumping up and down in excitement. Instead he just kissed you again.

======

The wedding was the most celebrated event that Narnia had had in quite some time. You and Caspian fit together like two pieces of a puzzle, everyone could see it. Once they realized you were there to be his, it seemed to make perfect sense.

You sat in his room the night of your wedding, looking out the window together. You leaned your back against his chest, his arms around you to hold you in place.

The festivities were still going on even though the two of you had left. Fireworks, dancing, drinks, food. You had planned enough for everyone. Caspians lips were on your head as he watched below.

“I found the page today,” he whispered.

“Huh?” He grabbed a page from his desk without moving you, placing it on your lap, on top of your white wedding dress. You picked it up. He read over your head.

“‘A stranger will come, dressed in blue. They will be the end to a single reign, they will be the glue.’ It even rhymes.” You laughed a bit. “Where was it?”

“A book that had fallen between some stacks. If only I had found it sooner.”

“It wasn’t for lack of trying my dear.” You grabbed his hand and kissed it gently, feeling the warmth of his skin against your lips. He started to kiss your neck, moving your hair aside. You giggled quietly. “Done watching?”

“Very done watching,” he whispered. You shivered and turned your head to kiss him.

“The honeymoon carriage doesn’t leave until tomorrow,” you whispered against his lips.

“You believe I think that matters?” he asked, chuckling. You scoffed but wrapped your arms around him, allowing him to carry you over to his bed.

====

“Don’t forget your sword!” you called.

“I’m just going on deck darling, no one will try and kill me up there,” Caspian called back. You scoffed and laid back down in the bed. The sea rocked underneath you but you had gotten used to it. Years of reign had not worn you down too much. The constant voyages though, were another story. You would never let Caspian leave alone but still, sometimes it caused you hardship.

You glanced at your shared room and then got up, deciding it was about time you got dressed for the day. You slipped on a blue jacket. Very different from your kefta but when you looked at yourself in the mirror it reminded you of it. You stared at your aged face. It had been many years since you arrived in Narnia. It was your home now. You could barely remember the vividness of Ravka and the people there.

Admittedly it took you a while to get dressed. But you didn’t think it took you that long. When you came on deck your husband was completely soaked and there were three teenagers beside him.

You raised an eyebrow and rushed up to Caspian, grabbing his shoulder.

“What on Earth did I miss?” you asked, checking to make sure he was alright.

“I decided to take a swim, that’s all.” He laughed and in that laugh you saw a reminiscence of his young self. You turned to the children.

“Who are these people? Where did they come from?” The little girl smiled brightly.

“I’m Lucy. This is Edmund and Eustance.”

“Lucy and Edmund? As in...the Lucy and Edmund?” you asked. She nodded brightly. You turned to Caspian.

“I’m just as surprised as you are,” he admitted.

“Who are you?” Edmund questioned.

“This is my wife. She’s from a different world than yours and Narnia,” Caspian explained.

“Interesting!” Lucy exclaimed. She smiled brightly at you.

“I love your garden,” you found yourself saying. She laughed bubbly.

“Thank you!”

You shared a look with Caspian who simply shrugged.

=====

You sat in your home, tracing Caspians fingers with yours. He was in bed, ill and old. Years of adventuring had left him tired. He raised his hand to your wrinkled cheek.

“Thank you for coming to me,” he whispered. You shook your head and held his cheek to yours.

“I was always going to find you. I will always find you.” He nodded happily and gestured to the box beside his bed.

“Your old jacket is in there. I hid it. I didn’t want you to go away,” he said weakly.

“My kefta?”

“Yes.”

“I have no use for it anymore. I’m from Narnia. I ruled Narnia. Alongside you. Which is why you can’t leave me.” He smiled and ran his hand over your cheek again.

“Like you said, you will always find me. Think of this as only a small break before we see each other again.”

“I wouldn’t even let you leave me to sail! What makes you think I’m okay with this?” you asked quietly. He grabbed your hand and held it on his chest.

“Stop being stubborn. You have fulfilled your prophecy darling.” You shook your head.

“Come on Caspian.”

He was smiling at you when he took his last breath.

In your grief you had to be ripped away from him. You stumbled the castle grounds for a while before collapsing on his bed, his body having been taken away. Your eyes shut and sleep came to you, despite your want to stay awake and weep.

====

Your eyes opened slowly. You looked above you. It was dark. You sat up, feeling some soft cloth on your face. You sat up, walking forward and leaning against the wall you felt. It quickly fell through, revealing you had been inside a wardrobe. You rubbed your eyes at the light in the room.

The room was empty. Your head hurt.

The door swang open, revealing someone you recognized but couldn’t place.

“What are you doing? You have to be in your room before The Darkling comes so that the tailor can tend to you,” he said.

“What?” you asked.

“What on Earth are you wearing?” You looked down at your clothes. It wasn’t a kefta, that was for sure. You looked back up.

“I’m sorry, I must have hit my head.” He nodded and gestured for you to follow.

You turned to the wardrobe before the door closed behind you, feeling an ache for it. Warmth and sadness and overall, love, filled your chest when you thought of it. Though you couldn’t quite place the reason.

Part 2/2

[iliterallydecepticanteven]

Material Mech

I posted this fic on AO3 (link is here), but it’s so short I figured I’d just post it here as a text post. It is the creation of too many tiktok edits to the song “Material Girl” by Saucy Santana and everyone drawing Megatron with beautiful long claws. I need everyone to know that this fic is like junk food. It is good for your mood but it is not good for your arteries. Please enjoy.

Update: here’s the link to Chp. 2 on tumblr  

...

Megatron's much higher maintenance than Optimus ever expected.

It starts with the paint job. 

Or rather that's when Optimus notices. 

The thing is he's never been particularly picky about keeping his paint touched up. When he was on Earth and dealing with oxidizing rain he would be sure to immediately have any knicks painted over and his clear coat intact to ward off any rust. But they were in space and the planets they had been to didn't have oxidizers, and he was busy, so he got lax about maintaining his coat. 

He didn’t think much of it. After all, he stays clean, being sure to shower often. It’s just that he overlooks the scratches and spots where his added paint is missing and his natural metal shows through. 

No one says anything, other than Knock Out, who looks at his dull clear coat and missing patches of paint with a mixture of concern and disgust. So Optimus lets it fall to the back of his mind. 

But then Megatron says something about it. 

It’s the end of a long solar cycle full of meetings between colonies, all of which devolved into shouting matches at some point. Optimus is exhausted, more mentally than physically, and has silently invaded Megatron’s quarters, saying nothing when the mech let him in. They had gotten good at reading each other’s body language and the warlord said nothing when he opened his door to find Optimus standing there. He stayed silent as the mech walked over to his berth and flopped down face first onto it, splaying his limbs out and silently marveling at how massive it was. 

He could hear Megatron moving about, the sound of a spoon stirring something in a cube, and the sloshing of oil being decanted. The berth dips on one end, the weight traveling closer to Optimus until it stops next to his side. He lifts his helm just enough to look up at Megatron, who offers him a cube of high grade. 

Optimus shifts up enough to lay himself across the other mech’s thighs, taking the cube and beginning to sip at it. Megatron stays seated upright, leaning against the headboard, and retrieving a datapad from the stand beside his berth. He begins reading, sipping from his own chalice of oil, and Optimus can feel himself starting to doze off, the heat radiating off the other pulling him closer to recharge. 

He snaps awake when he feels the cube of high grade being removed from his servo, Megatron saying something about not wanting to spill it as he moves it onto the stand. 

He begins to doze again when he feels a servo glide up his back, gently, until it lands on his arm and lifts it slightly. 

“What’re you doing?” Optimus grumbles, turning to look at Megatron. 

“Your paint job is a mess,” he replies, staring down at the series of knicks and scratches. 

“Thanks,” Optimus replies sarcastically as he rolls his optics. 

“When are you getting it touched up?” Megatron asks. He has since put his datapad down beside him and his oil next to Optimus’s cube and is picking at the gaps in his paint. 

“Stop, you’re making it worse,” the mech grumbles, trying to roll away. 

“You’re leaving paint flakes on the berth,” Megatron grumbles as he releases the mech. 

“I’ll get it touched up soon,” Optimus says, now laying across Megatron’s knees. 

“Knock Out has openings for tomorrow,” Megatron said. 

Optimus looked up at him in confusion. “The medic? This isn’t a medical issue, it’s cosmetic.” 

“And Knock Out knows how to do cosmetic paint jobs,” Megatron replied. 

Optimus continued to stare at him in confusion before pushing up onto his knees and sitting in front of him. Looking at the other mech, it started to dawn on him that, save for when they were on Earth and immediately post-battle, he had never seen Megatron disheveled. His paint job was always flawless, his clear coat always shiny, and he never had a knick, scratch, or dent on him unless it had just been inflicted. 

“How often do you get your paint fixed?” Optimus asked cautiously. 

“Every two decacycles,” he replied nonchalantly. “Unless it gets messed up, and then as soon as possible.” 

Optimus stares at him in shock. Even when he was in the habit of taking pristine care of his coats, he considered getting it fixed every orbital cycle excessive. 

“And I usually get a full strip and replacement, not just touch ups,” he added. 

Optimus’s shock endures. He had only had a full strip six times in his entire existence. 

“What?” Megatron asked, sounding a bit offended at Optimus’s expression. 

“You don’t think that’s a little excessive?” Optimus asks. 

“No, I don’t think it’s a little excessive, I think it’s necessary to keep up my appearance and protect me when flying,” he replies. 

“But your clear coat is what protects you when flying,” Optimus says. 

“Yes, but a clear coat over flaking paint looks ridiculous,” Megatron counters. 

“How long have you been doing this?” Optimus asked. 

“Since Ceti Alpha VII joined the Empire and we began getting a steady supply of pigments and enamel,” he replied. 

Optimus sits there, thinking this over, as Megatron complains, “Don’t give me that look. I wasn’t always like this. But there is steady access to resources now and it’s not like my usage is affecting how much we export and make a profit on.” 

“Sorry, it’s just odd to me,” he replied. At Megatron’s confused look, he continues, “I’ve always done it out of necessity and never for cosmetic reasons.” 

Megatron hums in response. “As I said, Knock Out has the time to do it unless we get ambushed again. At least think it over.” 

Optimus nods in response, flopping back onto the berth, this time laying parallel to Megatron, who pulls him close to his side. Getting your paint touched up for cosmetic purposes and not to ward off rust was a luxury to him. Not that he would shame anyone who did, of course. But it wasn’t something he could see himself doing. 

His mind did change a little bit when he noticed Megatron had been polished so well he could see his own reflection in the arm draped around him. Maybe he’d check with Knock Out about his availability tomorrow.

[siempre-bucky]

I.I.G.Y.M.H.W.Y.T.I.A.M.M.T.H.M.I.T.W?

COWBOY!BUCKY X READER

♡if I gave you my hand would you take it and make me the happiest man in the world?

Summary: Nat and Wanda take the reader post break up to The Stark Ranch, a beautiful little place in the lush green countryside. God she hated it, she didn't want to be here only wanted him back. With one dip of a black cowboy hat and a deep-voiced greeting, the readers brooding would have to wait.

Part 1 of 3

Warnings: light mentions of past abuse,

WC: 3.8k

A/N: there was a tiktok and it was just cowboy Sebastian Stan and this fucking song!! Here's a thing I can't stop thinking about! I edited this the best I could.

In the long, rich history of bad ideas, this had to be the worst idea anyone has ever had. Here she was, squished in between her best friends in the back of an Uber. An old country song from the 60s played on the radio as the two redheads gushed about the small town they were driving through. The most popular restaurant back in Brooklyn probably had more people inside it than this little country town.

"Are you done brooding?" Wanda complains, her Sokovian accent purely intensified the distaste in her tone.

"All I want is John, back," Y/N mutters bitterly, her jaw clenched, sinking lower into the seat. Both women roll their eyes at her comment.

"You haven't stopped mentioning Walker since we got off the plane. It's been 2 months Y/N," Natasha reminds her, checking her watch that was peaking from her black leather jacket. "Don't forget this is why we're here! A getaway is just what you need."

Has it already been 2 months? It only felt like 2 weeks since he left. His last words still sent a chill down her spine "Did you really expect me not to cheat, Y/N? It's New York, get used to it, babe." Y/N shakes her head, trying to get that man's callous words out of her head. She felt like she was already at the acceptance of the grieving process. She clearly wasn't there.

Natasha suddenly gasps, the Stark Ranch coming into view with its black iron gates, its name the biggest thing on it. Y/N looks in Nat's direction, the 4 story red and yellow inn sat in the middle of a long dirt road and was nuzzled in with the saturated green grass and big trees. Y/N thought it was pretty but she would never admit that to her friends.

"Ladies you have a good time out here! I reckon you'll find our little town quite charmin'!" The older man tells them happily as his car comes to a stop in front of the inn. The girls give him their thanks and get out to take a look at the place.

Nat's hand shielded her eyes from the sun as she looked up the place, a confident smile on her face since she picked out this place in the middle of nowhere. Wanda stood in the middle with her hands in her pockets and a relaxed smile. As for Y/N? she might as well have a dark cloud hanging over her. It smelled like grass and horses, her black ankle boots were covered in dust, and worst of all...Natasha blocked John's number. "Relaxation awaits girls!" Nat cheers as she leads her small pack into the front doors of the inn.

The inside was just a cute as the outside, country-style couches placed in the center with a mahogany coffee table littered in doilies. Guests laughed and chatted behind the french doors in the restaurant beside them. "Welcome to Stark Inn!" The front desk lady greets them, her strawberry blonde hair tied in a bun and a glossy smile on her features.

"You go check-in, I'm staying here," Y/N sighs, plopping down onto one of the floral couches, taking out her phone from her back pocket. Nat and Wanda rolled their eyes, pushing their luggage next to their friend before walking over to check-in.

She checked her phone 5 times, 5 different bell-sounding notifications from 5 different apps. Nothing from her former love, of course, not because he's blocked. The next bell sound didn't come from her phone but the front doors of the inn. The ding was followed by two men laughing loudly, one clapping the other on the back. The Y/H/C girl looks up at the source of the ruckus.

One was blonde, wearing a thin blue flannel shirt and dark jeans. He was cute, had a nice ass, and blue eyes a lady could swim in. The other man was a different story, however. A blush crept up her cheeks as she looked at him. His shoulder-length hair was tied up in a low bun, face nearly hidden by his black velvet cowboy hat. Fuck that man looked good in red flannel.

The said man looked down at her. Oh shit, she'd been caught staring at the two cowboys. Before she could look away the one in red smirked at her and dipped his hat "ma'am," he speaks in greeting, his voice was low and raspy, sending butterflies to her stomach and other regions.

"H-hi," Y/n says shyly, like a schoolgirl whose crush finally talked to her. The man turned away and walked away to walk towards the front desk, mud left behind from their boots which they were quickly scolded for.

"Well while you boys are makin' a mess 'round my inn you can take help these girls up to their room," Pepper, the co-owner huffs "307... the nice one." Pepper waves them off, turning to grab the keys to the room.

Natasha eyed the blonde man up and down, resting her back on the front desk, propping her elbows up behind her. "Hi there cowboy," she speaks to him flirtatiously, her pink lips form a smirk. The man ducks his head and laughs.

"Hi there. I'm Steve."

"Natasha."

Y/N rolled her eyes at the flirting, rising from the couch she went to grab the handle of her bag but was met with cold metal. Her eyes flew up to see the man in the back cowboy hat already grabbed a hold of it "I'm assumin' this is yours?" he chuckled with that honey-like voice. Y/N nods and crossed her arms over her chest, her hand still feeling the chill of his hand.

She followed behind them, taking the red-carpeted stairs. She was behind them enough to stare at the broadness of his shoulders, a small smile appeared on her lips thinking about what it would be like to run her hands down his back. No, she quickly erased the image out of her mind. That thought returned as they climbed the second set of stairs, her Y/E/C traveled down his back and landed on his backside as he climbed. A red rag hung out of his back pocket.

The man turned around as they reached the top, catching her stare at him "I'm Bucky," he tells her, breaking her out of her trance. Bucky was 2 for 2 catching her stare at him. The red in her cheeks matched the vibrant red of the rag her eyes were once fixated on.

"Y/N," she responds simply, her voice quiet.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, miss." His words made her skin tingle, small bumps rising to the surface of her clothed skin. Her green jacket covering all the evidence.

"It's nice to meet you too, Bucky," she ponders over his name for a minute "did your parents name you that?"

Bucky laughed, oh God his laugh was precious "No, uh- my name is actually James. Bucky is just a nickname, I like it better," he explains. Y/N moved from the back to his side as they walked up the final set of stairs.

"Both names are nice," Y/n chuckles, "they suit you." They both looked at each other and instantly smiled, she even unfolded her arms and let them linger at her side. She forgot what it was like to be comfortable after all this time. Walking on eggshells for a man who could set off at any moment was what she grew accustomed to. This was nice, even she had to admit that.

The two girls in front couldn't help but give each other a knowing look, Steve even joined in. "He hasn't dated in years," he whispers to Natasha as they approached the room.

"A shell of a man cheated and dumped her," Wanda tells them in a hushed voice.

They reached the white door with a golden plate '307' written in script numbers. "This is the best room at the inn!" Steve starts to gush, placing the bags on the ground.

"Clear view of the stables, horses walking around all the time," Bucky chimes in, his elbow nudging Y/N the arm. he looked up at him with raised eyebrows but he wasn't looking at her this time. Did he do that on purpose? No. Probably not.

"Well... we'll let you ladies get settled in. Don't hesitate to reach out of you need anything." Steve dipped his hat and started to walk away, clapping his friend on the shoulder, turning him to walk in the same direction.

"See you around, Y/N," Bucky told her before walking away. Her eyes lingered on the tall man as he walked away and even he turned around to catch another glance at her. 3 for 3.

"Did someone catch feelings already?" Natasha laughed as he unlocked the room. Y/N eyebrows furrowed in anger, walking in after her friends, roughly brushing past the sassy redhead.

"All I want is John back. I don't know what the hell that was out there," she defended herself, snarling as she sat in the chair by the large windows, her legs hanging off the ledge.

The women hung their heads and began to unpack "You can have the other bedroom," was all Wanda said before the conversation ended. Y/N felt the guilt rise in her heart. She didn't mean to be so blunt and rude to them, in the back of her mind she knew they knew they were trying. She was trying too.

Time had passed and clothes were hung and folded away in their drawers. Nat sat on her laptop looking for places to eat in town while Wanda checked in with her husband and kids back home. Y/N hadn't left the chair since they arrived. Checking her phone for someone who couldn't talk to her.

"Look at this cute little place in town! It's home cooking they call it. We should go," Nat tells the girl happily.

"I'll call the Uber after I talk to Tommy," Wanda joins in.

"I-I don't want to go," Y/N says, her voice softer than before. She turns his attention to the sables below her, a black horse being led by the man in the black hat. "Bucky," she whispers to herself. She watches him, his lips were moving, obviously talking to the beautiful animal. A smile dared to appear on her face while she watched him, she saw her reflection and she sucked in her lips. Her attention went back to her friends.

"We're not going to let you coop yourself up in this room all night, Y/N." Natasha squints her eyes in judgment, closing her computer with a loud thud.

"And I don't want to make this trip miserable for you guys. I just need to be by myself for a while."

"That's what we're afraid of. It took 2 weeks to get you out of your apartment."

"I'm doing better now!" she shouts, realizing what she did she gulped and sat straight up in the chair, placing her feet on the floor "I'm sorry, Nat. Please just go, have fun and I promise we'll do that spa ay like you wanted tomorrow."

"Fine, but give me your phone," Wanda interjected, holding out her hand while her other one placed her phone in her back pocket. Y/N scrunched her nose and shook her head. Wanda's eyebrows lowered, her hand still stretched out as she walked towards her. She cocked her head, striking fear into the Y/H/C. She hated when Wanda did that.

"How are you going to reach me if something bad happens?"

With the phone now in Wanda's hand, Nat said "We'll call the front desk."

The girls had left, telling Y/N to make her time alone useful. She wanted to sit and wallow in her never-ending sadness. She remembered a time like this at a New York lawyers convention when John left her in the room for hours while he partied downstairs. No, no, she didn't want it to be like this even if it was her choice now.

The stables. She walked over to the window and saw the red building empty from what it looked like. Maybe she could get a glimpse of the horse she saw. Bucky didn't even cross her mind then or was that the reason she wanted to go so badly. No, it had to have been the horse she saw. Keep telling yourself that.

Y/N stayed back a bit longer, giving Nat and Wanda enough time to leave the property. They would never let this go after the stable comment Bucky made. She stepped outside, the sun starting to set and a small chilled breeze brushes past her. Lurking around to make sure no one was there she slowly walked into the stable, the horses not paying her any attention.

There she was, the beautiful black mare standing her her stall, her face poking out of the window. Y/N walked over and let the horse sniff the palm of her hand "You're so pretty, my darling," Y/N beams, rubbing her nose. The horse nickered, making the woman laugh "You like compliments don't you."

"She craves attention!" A voice called out from the other side of the barn. Y/N whipped her head to the side, her heart thumping against her chest. Bucky started making his way over, two silver buckets in his strong arms. The sweat on his face didn't go unnoticed by her, she swallowed hard and took a step back from the horse.

"I-I didn't see a stay-out sign, I'm sorry if I'm not all-" her rambling was cut off by his soft chuckle and the clang of the buckets now on the ground.

" I don't mind, doll. Clementine loves the company." I was hoping you'd show up, he kept that to himself of course. "While you're here, do you want to help me brush her? She gets sad if I don't do it before I leave."

Y/N smiles softly and nods at him, her hands folded in her lap. Bucky eagerly opened the stall and allowed her to enter first. He ran around to empty the feed buckets and placing the buckets on the shelf. He pants as he hands her a brush, his awkward smile earning a thank you.

Bucky stood on one side while she stood on the other, brushing the shiny coat of Celmentines's body. The silence was a comfort and the soft brushing noises were music to their ears. She enjoyed the silence and stolen glances at each other. His steel-blue eyes fixated on his favorite horse, she'd never seen someone look that loving towards someone else.

He breaks the silence "So what brings you guys all the way out to our neck of the woods?"

Was she supposed to be honest? Because 'I'm desperately trying to get over a man who ripped my heart out' doesn't scream approachable. She bit her lip and looked at him from the other side of the horse, their searching eyes meeting.

"Fella did me wrong so my friends decided a getaway was the best medicine," she explained, a watered-down version of what the real devastating truth was.

Bucky nods as he listens to her, slowly making his way to her side, brushing Clementine's hip as a cover. He didn't push it any further, now wasn't the time and he remembered her somber appearance when he first met her in the lobby "Where ya from?" He asks instead

"Brooklyn." His ears perk up, he hadn't thought about that city in so long.

"Brooklyn?" he hums, "how's the city these days?"

"Busy," she responds, looking over at him trying not to act surprised that he moved closer. "You've been?"

"Once or twice." 7 years. He frowned and bit the inside of his cheek. Y/N hums and starts to brush the side of her neck. Clementine whinnies, making the woman jump back. "I-It's ok," Bucky tells her kindly, holding out his hand, "she likes that, let me show you." He takes off his hat and tosses it on top of the hay pile behind them.

His flesh arm placed at on her midback, bringing her closer to the horse. His metal arm covers her hand to guide the brush down Clementine's neck. The sound of her own heart was deafening, he was so close she could pick up everything. The smell of hay and horses mixed in wish musk and was the cedar? It was manly...just like him. The stands of loose hair stuck to his forehead, small grey hairs mixed into his stubble.

Her eyes shifted away from his face onto the sight in front of her, his hand over hers, the gold and black metal shining in the overhead light. She wondered if he could feel her. "Your arm?" she questions barely audibly.

"It was a military accident...I fell," he responded, she couldn't tell if there was sorrow in his voice or he was just accustomed to explaining it all the time.

"It's nice! I hope I didn't offend you," she tried to pull away from the situation she created but his flesh arm held her still. He looks down at her and smiles.

"You didn't. It was a long time ago."

His reassurance got her to relax. They eased into small talk about their lives, she learned that he was born here and always helped the Starks on the ranch when they opened it, leading into a job when he got out of school. He was kind and funny, made her heart constantly skip beats when he said something nice. It made her forget John Walker for a while.

The sun went down, the auto light of the stables turned on. Bucky knew he should've clocked out by now, but this was far better. She was sad, he knew that, but when she relaxed she was surprisingly funny with her quick wit, soft smiles, and her newfound love for his favorite girl Clementine.

"Have you ridden before?" he asks as they finish, taking her brush back.

"No," Y/N laughs as she recalls her childhood, "I saw a boy fall off one at summer camp and I swore I'd never do it. I admire from afar."

Bucky joins in on the laugh while he grabs his hat and dusts off the loose straws of hay on his hat. Y/N bits her lip and pats Clemintine one last time before the pair walked towards the door "Watch your step," he warns, holding his metal hand out for her to take. She looks at him for a moment, feeling like her feet were cement. Her eyes flash from his hand to the softness in his eyes.

"Fucking hell Y/N let's go!" John's hand outreached for her, it was shaking, matching his anger. "I'll fucking leave you here. You know, fuck it. Walk home." That hand turned into a fist... she didn't like that fist.

Hesitantly she takes it, her nervous fingers wrapping around his palm as he guided her over the edge of the stall and onto the main ground of the stable. "Thanks for letting me brush her, it was nice," she smiled, still holding his hand. She wasn't the only one who didn't let go.

"Any time, doll. How long are ya here for?"

"5 days," she responds. Not enough time, he frowned and bit the inside of his cheek.

"Well you can come down any time you'd like, Clem would like the company." I would too.

Y/N finally realized she was holding his hand, her eyes went wide and pulled away suddenly, her nervous chuckle ringing in his ears "I-I should go... thank you again Bucky."

She scurries off towards the inn, their hands still tingling. He'd never been this happy to still have nerves in his arm "God bless Wakanda tech," he praised under his breath, clenching and unclenching the hand.

"Y/N! Wait a minute," he shouts stopping her mid way. She turns and see's him standing there in the overhead light of the stable, like he was waiting for her to get there safely.

"Yeah?" she questions, matching the volume of his voice.

"While you're here you should try Happy's Diner! Best coffee in town!"

"I thought this place did?"

"Don't let Pepper convince you!"

Y/N giggles and nods "I will. Goodnight Buck."

"Goodnight, Y/N!" He watches her leave, making sure she was safely inside, she turned to catch one last glance at him making the brunette smile at her and waving her off.

It would be another hour before Natasha and Wanda returned to the room, finding their friend in the same position in the chair by the window. This time her shoes were dustier than before, black hairs visible on her cream-colored shirt. She stared at the cowboy painting on the wall in front of her like her life depended on it "What did you do all day, Y/N?" Wanda asks, tossing Y/N's phone on the bed.

She expected her to run and grab it, feverishly checking the messages John couldn't send. That reaction never came, she didn't flinch when the phone landed on the bed with a soft thud. Her mind was still a blur, Bucky was kind, he held his hand out for her and got her to the other side of the stall...he waited for her.

"This," Y/N remarks, coming out of her thoughts pointing to the chair she was occupying. The spy in the leather jacket didn't buy it, looking at the differences in her clothing and demeanor.

"Sounds like a bore," Nat sighs, deciding to let it go for a moment.

"How was the restaurant?" Y/N yawns, getting up and walking past them. The two redheads sniffed the air as she passed, it smelled like Y/N had been sleeping in a barn. Well, that was almost true.

"What the hell is that smell?" Wanda grimaced, her nose scrunching at the foul smell. Y/N stopped in her tracks and closed her eyes, she wasn't about to tell them about her time in the stable with Bucky. She brought her shirt up to her nose, fuck, it was her.

"Must be the atmosphere," she laughed it off, "I'm going to bed!" She rushes off before the accusations came and she knew they would come.

The door to the adjoining room slams shut and the girls give each other a knowing look "Twenty bucks says she smuggled Walker in here," Wanda bets.

"Nah, it was the guy with Steve. She blushed way too much to have done nothing about it."

"Fair."

[perfdom]

All About My First Shift

Well, here it is! The information included here will be my first telling of what happened when I shifted, including the method used. This post is from my Amino, and it got pretty popular, so don’t be too shocked in case you’ve seen it before. This was originally posted January 6th, 2021. ────── I know you guys hate long intros so I'm going to keep this very short. I have never seen My Hero Academia. I have seen TikToks, random clips of the anime, edits, and know some spoilers. However, I have never even started an episode of the anime. I already know what you're thinking... How did I shift to MHA? Maybe it's because you guys literally dominate my fyp. Anyways, I didn't exactly plan to shift there as you've probably guessed by the intro. I think my "issue" during this particular shifting attempt was that I didn't specify where I wanted to shift... But I'm so glad I didn't since this new reality is literally a blessing. Because it was like 9pm-10pm and my family was taking their sweet time with getting ready to shoot fireworks, I didn't have much else to do besides shift. On the contrary, I couldn't exactly do my usual methods (intention/raven) because the first is too time consuming, and the other would be too awkward because I was fully dressed. So, I decided to try something new. I sat on my bed, closed my eyes, and meditated. Despite the fireworks outside and the music blasting in the house, I got myself into a state of utter relaxation. Then, I stated that I had shifted. At first, like all of my former smaller shifts, I noticed no changes. But as I got more aware, I realized that I heard nothing I did previously. No music. No fireworks. It had all faded out, on top of that I was standing! How the hell did I end up standing when I was just sitting down? I opened my eyes and I was in an unfamiliar area. Based on the knowledge my alternative self combined with my own, I quickly noted that I was in a common room... But for what? Going upstairs and hearing two people talking, I stopped as I recognized the voices. No way were those Denki and Kirishima, I never thought an accidental shift would take me somewhere that was actually good! I followed the voices and as I expected, they were there and they looked genuinely excited to see me. The two greeted me, we cracked some jokes, talked about events that had happened before I even shifted, and then I was off to my dorm room. But they followed me there. In Bakugou kinnie fashion, I turned around and asked what the extras wanted - and they understandably laughed, telling me I sounded just like him. But because all I do is cause chaos, I acted like I had no clue who Bakugou was. This made them laugh even more, especially when we got to my dorm and I realized the hothead was my roommate... Of course, his ass got mad. It started an playful argument (at least playful on my end), which is apparently fairly common between us based on what Thing 1 and Thing 2 said. Thing 1 and Thing 2 are Denki and Kirishima, in case you didn't catch onto that. Apparently it was nighttime, so after this encounter, I took a shower and got dressed while Bakugo played R&B, which was surprisingly fitting for him. He got into his bed, and I got in right behind him, just to fuck with him. "...What do you want?" "Are we not gonna cuddle tonight?" "You damn psychopath." Even with his attitude, we actually did end up cuddling and he stroked my hair. He kissed me on my forehead and we decided to go to bed after that. The next morning, I was feeling more in place, more like I belonged there. I had heard in other shifting stories that when you first shifted, it’d take some adjusting.  Hawks and I went out to get breakfast, as he’s the guy I’m planning to intern with. We discussed how I was doing at UA, getting along with students, blah blah blah. And Endeavor shows up. Now this might seem insignificant to you, the viewer, but if you know me personally... You know how I feel about Mr. Todoroki. I went feral. Absolutely wild. I asked him if Shoto needed a stepdad, it was bad. Hawks laughed at me. After a good breakfast, I left the little diner and made my way to UA since I didn't want to be late on my "first" day... And then I get a phone call from a private number. Obviously, I picked it up. Did you know that villains like to prank call? Shiggy and Dabi are not good at prank calling. I don't even think they tried. But anyways, I got an invite to their hideout (by invite I mean Shigaraki going pleeeeeeeease come over I miss you) and of course I said yes. Now you might be wondering, Dom, why are you friends with villains when you literally go to UA? Are you the traitor? Of course not I just casually hang out with villains /s. As I was on my way there, he just appeared in front of me. Not materialized out of thin air, but he did surprise me - and before I get clowned for thinking he's cute, the Shigaraki in this reality wasn't as crusty-looking as Horikoshi made him look (yes it’s a skin condition from his quirk, but jesus some of those panels are horrifying and literally not human). He actually looked very cute and had some eye bags and lips. He had lips guys!! In conclusion, MHA is so much fun, this isn't even half of what happened. I'm so glad that I could bring in the New Year at UA. I've been shifting there basically every night because it's soooo much fun. I literally shifted out of 2020 and into 2021<33

[shotorozu]

OKOK I WAS READING THESE HQ THREADS THEN I SAW IT ON TIKTOK (IF THAT MAKES SENSE) Basically you ask ur bf for these feminine products that don’t exist (ex: coochie cleaner 3000) IM SORRY LMFAOO I WAS WONDERING IF U CAN DO BAKUGOU,SHINSO AND A CHARACTER OF UR CHOICE,HERES THE TT DONT MIND MY PROFILE THAT WILL MOST LIKELY SHOW UP IF U COPY N PASTE THE LINK https://vm.tiktok.com/ZMe6U22uM/

getting non-existent feminine products

(tiktok prank)

character(s) : amajiki tamaki, bakugou katsuki, shinsou hitoshi (bnha)

legend : [Y/N = your name] afab! reader, but they/them pronouns used, quirk not mentioned

headcanon type : crack, fluff (x reader)

note(s) : i choose tamaki because i’ve been lacking with him lately but NWNDNWKX please this trend is so funny 💀

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amajiki tamaki

the fact that he even has to get you feminine products was enough to make him blush

yeah, even though he had to get you feminine products in the past— he’s still quite shy about getting them in the grocery store (it’s the stares, not the concept)

WHAT MORE WHEN YOU DECIDED TO PRANK HIM?? poor tamaki

“tamaki, could you buy me more feminine products?” and he stops in his tracks, and a blush spreads on his cheeks “s-sure. what do you want me to get?”

“cooch pouch version 2.”

he blinks, and it looks like he has to pass out, “c-come again?”

“cooch pouch version 2. it’s in purple and pink packaging, tama!” the fact that you’re not even the slightest bit of embarrassed, makes him shake.

“okay, bunny. just stay here.” he sighs, and gets out of the car— and that’s when tamaki set off to get you ‘cooch pouch version 2’

he was looking around the feminine product isle, and he was literally about to ditch everything, run back to the car and cry himself to sleep, when he couldn’t find ‘cooch pouch version 2’

“may i help you, sir?” an employee finally decides to offer their services, when they noticed that tamaki was stuck in the isle for quite sometime.

okay tamaki. you’re a part of UA’s big three. there’s no need to be nervous because of this. he reassured himself first, before asking “d-do you have c-cooch pouch version 2?”

the employee blinks, “uh. cooch pouch version 2?” they ask again, and tamaki— very reluctantly, nods.

the walk back to the car felt shameful. “so? did you find it?” you discreetly film his reaction, and he shakes his head, absolutely mortified

“they,, didn’t have it.” tamaki whispers, a very aggressive blush on his face was evident. “i’m so sorry, bunny. they were nice, and i really tried—”

you just laugh. “no, it’s okay tamaki. you don’t have to look anymore.” you reassure him, patting him on the shoulder

you had to reassure him on your way back home 💀 he was just so mortified. you just agree to yourself that you’re never going to do that again

but on the brighter side, the tiktok did well, gathering 800k likes and 2.5M views. the comments were laughing at him, but they also felt REALLY bad

bakugou katsuki

katsuki’s already your errand boy, when it came to feminine products. he’s practically desensitized to it. even though he acts like he’s so annoyed by it

he’s so confused when he hears ‘super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition.’ and he’d like to say that he isn’t judging you

but he is, and it’s hard. “the hell’s that?? what are you even putting down there??” and you chuckle at his reaction

“don’t tell me you’re wussing out— on feminine products,” you tease, and he knows that. but he still rolls his eyes

“shut up. i’ll go get them, you’ll see.” he claims, opening the car door and marching off the to store

when he enters the feminine products section, he practically scans every single row for the packaging that has super jumbo tampon deluxe; ribboned edition on it’s front

but then there’s none. so then, that’s when his ruby red irises scan again, and again.

and of course, katsuki radiates intimidating energy— so no one dared on asking him what he was looking for especially in the feminine products section

katsuki— wanting to find the product, hesitates on asking for help, but he does anyway.

the employees blink, but they don’t want to question his motives— the expression on his face was enough to make them search the entire isle

afterwards, katsuki angrily marches back to the car— a slight blush showcased on his cheeks, most likely coming from shame

“so?” you have your phone in one hand, but it’s not very obvious that you’re filming him. “did you get it?”

“you.” he opens the car door, and slides right in, “you. humiliated. me.”

you laugh at his expression, “so i’m guessing that’s a no?”

“DUMBASS, SUPER JUMBO TAMPON DELUXE; RIBBONED EDITION DOESN’T EVEN EXIST. I LOOKED LIKE A FOOL.” he exclaims, irritated and humiliated by the entire encounter

and when you revealed that it was a prank, he,, wasn’t very pleased.

katsuki takes away your kissing privileges, and he’s in a rather silent mood for the rest of the day— but he says he’ll forget about it, if you’ll cook him dinner

you posted the tiktok after you got home, and everyone just assumed you passed away in the hands of your boyfriend 💀 at least you’re tiktok famous now

shinsou hitoshi

again, also very desensitized to the idea of getting you feminine products— since, it’s not something that you can CONTROL freely

and he’s not in the right place to judge you anyway

he won’t make a big deal out of it, hitoshi will just get your products, and then camouflage it with things from the snack isle

so, hitoshi’s questioning you— when you asked him to buy ‘urethra padding cleanser’ since he’s also familiar with the feminine products isle

he wasn’t aware on what THAT even was, it’s pretty obvious— due to the fact that his eyes were wide like saucers.

“kitten, do you need to go to the doctor?” he asks— he’s half joking, but he’s also half serious because wtf is a urethra padding cleanser??

“no,” you shake your head, “you said you wouldn’t judge.” you fein being bashful, and this seems enough to trick him

“right, sorry kitten. it’s just very concerning that you’d need something like that”

you blink, and he raises his hands up in defeat “i’ll,, try to find it.” even though he isn’t very convinced that he’d find it

he enters the isle, and he scans every single row— and to no one’s surprise, he can’t find it

hitoshi decides to look around again, and when he turns around— there’s a clerk there, smiling at him, and also at his assistance

“hello! do you need help in finding something?”

thank you, store employee. he’s glad he doesn’t have to ask “i,, guess you could say that. uh, does this store have a ‘urethra padding cleanser’?”

the store clerk looks at him like he’s gone mad. “uh,” they look through the isle once again, “i’ll be right back, we’ll need some assistance.”

it doesn’t take long for him to realize that ‘urethra padding cleanser’ doesn’t. even. exist.

he decides that it’s probably best for him to buy some snacks— because leaving the store empty handed feels weird to him.

the tall man apologizes to the staff as he leaves, and the walk back to the car is basically one long walk of shame

“it doesn’t exist,” hitoshi’s quick to say, placing the snacks in your lap— “urethra padding cleanser doesn’t exist. i should’ve trusted my gut.”

you snicker, and you’re glad that you’re filming his reaction— because the look on his face is just priceless. “did you ask for help?”

“i did, actually. they looked at me like i was on some weird shit,” he turns his head, and he’s now facing you “i’m never doing that again.” even though he actually goes back your next cycle, and gets you everything

when you finished recording the tiktok— and also when you revealed that it was all a prank, hitoshi looks SO done

“who would’ve guessed,” he sighs, laying his head on your shoulder “you got there, Y/N. i’ll give you that.” and you’re lowkey lucky that he loves you a lot to not even care 💀

you upload the tiktok in the following hours, and it does great. the comments were mostly laughing at his reaction at the end and they were also sympathetic for him

it somehow managed to get to kaminari’s fyp— considering that he sent you a video of him laughing hysterically the tiktok 🗿

needless to say, hitoshi will ask you if it IS a real product, the next time you make him buy products with,, weird and questionable names

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[txbbo]

I've been debating making this because this is definitely not what my blog is known for and I was worried that people wouldn't want to see it, but with the amount of shit im seeing on twitter it's compelled me to make this because I'm so frustrated.

I feel like I could make 100 posts about 'Cancel Culture' and it wouldn't be enough, so I'm just going to focus on what caused me to write this tonight - the Tommy situation. *Warning for a VERY long post below*

To be clear, Tommy has been in 'hot water' on twitter for the past couple weeks, roughly starting with the KSI collaboration where he made a joke about dream stans.

Last week, when the SBI 'exposing account' got made and twitter hyped it up, someone made a Tommy account and made a thread of things he needed to be '''educated''' on: https://twitter.com/idktommyinnit/status/1379158964148002821?s=20

I'll let you read it for yourself (and come to your own conclusion) but to me.... half of this stuff does not require a twitter thread? Breaking it down accusation by accusation:

1) 'The Mexican accent' - the clips show he is clearly only doing it when copying big Q (who famously exaggerates his own accent) and there is zero malicious intent (Big Q is also IN the 3 clips mentioned in the thread, and obviously didn't tell Tommy it was offensive). There's debates in the comments from people who think it is offensive and people who don't, so I'm not trying to pick a side. To avoid accidentally offending anyone, maybe it is best for him to stop, but the way twitter acts as if he was purposefully doing this to offend people is just not true.

2- 'Making a slave joke' - Even saying that feels wrong, because it suggests Tommy is doing something awful. Instead, they are referring to the 'bit' that Tommy, Techno, Tubbo and Ant were involved in, when Tommy and Techno took Tubbo and Ant as their slave. People are taking this vod and using it to accuse Tommy of being insensitive to Black people, but I think people are just assuming the worst. Slavery existed long before the transatlantic slave trade and still exists today. This is a role-play server - Tommy 'forced' Ant to work for him and used the word slave, which to me is exactly what was happening? People 'murder' others on the SMP, people 'kidnap' on the SMP, people are 'terrorists' on the SMP, and all happen without issue. To add, Ant is a WHITE man. Tommy taking a WHITE man as a slave is not something uber problematic.

3- 'His reply to Techno's 'murder is bad' tweet'. - I get people saying that Techno's initial tweet was insensitive, but saying Tommy's agreement to this from almost over a year ago is something notable and worth addressing is just super nitpicky and is clearly only in there to pad out the thread. It also makes me wonder what other CC's interacted with it and if THEY should be cancelled too (according to twitter).

4 - 'The saying slurs' tweet / jokes about 'whats the worst word you know' - This one I can kinda see how people might not like it. However, it's clearly a 'poke' at his friends, making them seem like bad people. To me, its in the same vein as 'Tubbo is a Tory' or when Tubbo shoots back that 'Tommy is a Nigel Farage fan'. They're obviously not, but its making fun of your friends by saying they are, and mockingly making them out out to be bad people.

5- 'Covid jokes' - People are taking jokes he made about him 'having covid' and saying he shouldn't joke about this, even going as far to linking it to asian hate crimes. I don't even know how to explain that that this is just? not a 'cancellable offence'? I'm sorry but if I hear anyone in my family coughing I make a little joke that 'they better not have covid' and I know other people do. I have someone in my family who is extremely vulnerable to Covid and if they caught it, would quite literally die, but I can understand that jokes like these are harmless. The whole internet had a running joke that we were in a 'panoramic' or 'Panera' or 'insert any word that sounds like pandemic.

This thread got a lot of attention and anything he tweeted afterwards was spammed with the link and there were so many people upset that he hadn't addressed it. I saw so many people say how 'upset' and 'disappointed' they were in him.

Going on to today, this happened: https://twitter.com/khasiid/status/1380611890104139776?s=20

I get it, it looks bad. But for context (which the tweet doesn't give), the reply was only up for less than a minute. It was obvious to me, even BEFORE Tommy addressed it in his stream (clip here: https://twitter.com/cowrpse/status/1380640046202593283?s=20 ) that it was a mistake. In the clip, he clearly acknowledges his mistake and seems embarrassed. To me, this situation should just be laid to rest because a mistake does not need this much attention, but twitter disagrees.

In case it wasn't obvious by now, the tide is turning against Tommy and people are less willing to ignore genuine mistakes and assume the worst.

Today, during his birthday stream people were clearly already waiting for him to mess up. Around half way through, he started saying 'finna' out of context and Tubbo joined in. This led to tons of tweets telling him he was misusing AAVE, and while there were plenty of people willing to be patient and educate, there were also people seeing this as an example of him being a 'bad person' and someone who should be 'without a platform'. I think people forget that not everyone has the same internet upbringing as they do. In general, I think its noted that the misuse of AAVE is something that has just recently been brought to attention. I learned about it through tiktok and stan twitter, and I don't think it's unimaginable that a British 17 year old boy (who is not active on either) has never heard of 'African American Vernacular English'.

Just for a fuller picture, today has also brought about another 'criticism' that I just had to address.

1) 'Tommy made a KKK joke' - Like the 'slavery' point, saying this is extremely misleading. It makes people think the worst. Here's the clip: https://twitter.com/ghostburz/status/1380673589612011522?s=20

Here, Tommy and Tubbo are both joking about Tubbo's 'bit' of naming his alt streams 'aaaaaaaaaa', 'bbbbbbb', 'cccccc', etc and how it would've been bad if it was 'kkkkkkkk' (for obvious reasons). That is literally it. It is a less than 20 second clip. Acknowledging that people woulda thought about the 'KKK' is not him 'not understanding Black issues', its a throwaway joke about the obvious.

Lastly, someone on twitter has made a tommyinnit (address asap) doc - https://docs.google.com/document/d/1tZEZtBzikS-EYYkssfFtwVOoFqOwCK0zhStLe6H1wCc/edit

I've basically already covered everything in this document, but I wanted to mention how extremely 'guilt trippy' the whole thing is. I struggled to come up with the perfect word for the situation, and I am open to hearing other peoples opinion, but as I have mentioned none of these things Tommy has been accused of were done with malicious intent, and some I believe don't even need addressed at all.

'slavery is a source of astronomical trauma for black people, and isn’t something to be taken lightly if you’re to look into the horrors of the slave trade."

and "Oftentimes they are the last words we hear before we die and it really is not Tommy’s place to joke about words that affect us so negatively."

Are extremely emotional words for a 17-year-old boy to hear on his birthday, for stuff that I believe has been taken out of context and blown out of proportion.

I really feel bad for him, because such a large proportion of twitter (which ofc is the loudest side of the fanbase) is angry at him and is demanding (as the document says) ''either a stream or twitter thread/twitlonger to addressing this' and 'a long and serious apology instead of a short statement pre-stream'.

We all know how twitter works, and unless his apology is perfect (which to me means apologising for stuff that he should't have to, as explained in the thread), twitter will continue with this weird hyper focus on everything he does, and it's not going to end well.

Twitter's mentality of 'putting everything this person has done that could ever be considered problematic' into one neat little thread is so unhelpful and counter intuitive. I got overwhelmed reading some of the stuff people were saying about him, I can't imagine how he feels.

I feel like I have more to say but at risk of writing an essay longer than my actual work I have to do, I'm going to end here.

[tiny-crecher]

Unus Annus Secrets

Here I’m going to try and explain all of the Unus Annus codes + possible lore. If I have forgotten some information or if one of these links doesnt work/is incorrect please let me know. This post will be updated when needed. 

This is LONG, so be prepared. 

At first, these codes were only in videos edited by NerdFiction, but as of October 26th this is no longer true. (The possible exception to this would be the first video I’ve listed, as the editor is not in the description). 

1) 5 Weird Apps That Predicted Our Death

 “Here at Unus Annus the end is nigh... when the timer hits zero we will cease to exist. is it fate? is this a simulation? Can anybody hear me? My name is.... [FILE REDACTED]”. Timestamp - 0:14

2) Ethan Roasts Mark for 15 Minutes Straight

 “and in the comments, you will read the words you soon will see are wise controlling pawns who type our deed ‘That is Discord, not FaceTime’” Timestamp - 0:40

“within this truth a question stands, is the pee sauna ever close?”. [“Pee Sauna”was uploaded about a week afterwards] Timestamp - 0:40

3) Our Fans Try to Scare Us with Their Homemade Creepypasta

“What will happen if the clock stops”

“Could I find a way to keep it going?”

“If neither hand is right, what deals are left?”

“Who is the master of the clock?” (all around 8:44)

4) Learning to Cry on Command to Increase Our Youtube Views

“remember the key, the incompletion of a logolept’s corrective action” [a logolept is “a person who takes a keen interest in words”. Marcus is likely referring to himself.] Timestamp - 1:49

“the long wait ends with twenty four more for a path of destiny chosen before”[“Pee Sauna” was uploaded the day after] (closely after the last code)

5) Becoming One With the Horse

“They heard me, I knew it could work!” (timestamp currently unknown; to be updated)

Around this time, NerdFiction’s Twitter bio said, among his normal information, that he was “trying to stop the Unus Annus clock from within.” 

6) Preparing a 5-Star Meal for Our Youtube Famous Dogs

“I couldn’t stop it. Will I die with the machine?” (Timestamp - 21:33)

7) Does This Magnetic Skincare Routine Really Work?

“freed or so I thought. Another layer, but still the clock.” (Timestamp - 9:45)

“The Beginning of The End”. 

On July 26th, at 12pm PST, a video was uploaded to Unus Annus titled “Traversing the Desert to Find Our Inner Truth”. This video was only up for a few minutes before it mysteriously disappeared, only to be replaced by another video, titled “The Beginning of The End”. At first glance, the videos were identical, save for different titles and slightly different descriptions. However, the second video was slightly longer than the first, and upon further inspection, many came to realize that the audio was slightly different as well. You can listen to both audios here. There was a rumor going around that the captions of “Traversing the Desert to Find Our Inner Truth” said something about looking out for Norbert Moses, but no one has been able to confirm this to my knowledge. 

8) Puberty Simulator

“Happy birthday to the beast or to the body that once housed me. A transfer made for pity’s sake. Tricked into the machine as he had my cake.” (Timestamp - 14:36) [The same code was found a week earlier in “Mark and Ethan Shave Chica”, uploaded on NerdFiction’s birthday. The original code was very difficult to make out, so it is likely he inserted it into a different video to make it easier for us.]

On the same day, NerdFiction’s Twitter bio read “Everyone must leave something behind when he dies. Memento Memoriae” (remember memory)

In “The Koala Challenge: TikTok’s Intimate Couple’s Trend” one of the clips is edited to look like a TikTok video, with the user ron_somberest being used. Ron_Somberest is an anagram for Norbert Moses. This TikTok account does actually exist, and the icon is a zoomed in and brightened photo of Norbert Moses’s face with the eyes scribbled out. 

Around this time NerdFiction’s Twitter bio read “’It’s not dark, never was’ - Ron Bestsmore”. Ron Bestsmore is also an anagram for Norbert Moses. It is possible that the “dark” being referred to here is Darkiplier, and NerdFiction is trying to imply that Dark is not involved in this. 

About a week after the koala challenge video was “How to Start a Fire (except don’t)”, which featured an appearance from Unus. NerdFiction’s Twitter bio read “In the end, who is your savior and what are they saving you from?” 

Things were quiet for about a month. NerdFiction eventually erased the cryptic message from his Twitter bio. 

9) Learning To Use The Force

“wait no something is wrong. he knows!” (Timestamp - 10:45) [translated from small coded words hidden in the montage]

“STOPTHISWHATAREYOUDOINGO3″ (Timestamp - 11:40)

“it worked” (a spectrogram, derived from a sound played at the end of the video)

10) Momiplier Tells Us True Scary Stories from Korea

“As I was, as I’ve done to him now. Am I right to decide his fate?” (Timestamp - 5:44) [Right before this, Mark’s mom is talking about a nightmare she had where she was paralyzed, possibly implying that nerdfiction was once paralyzed and has now paralyzed someone else (pointed out by @/minervas-sandwich)]

11) Cryptid Olympics

“I thought you’d join us but, hey, that was just a theory, Memento Doctrina” (remember learning). (Timestamp - 5:49) [The code references the Game Theorists channel, which had uploaded a video about Unus Annus earlier that same day.]

- From here on, every video has had some sort of code -

12) Edward Pumpkin Hands - This was the first coded video not edited by NerdFiction, instead being edited by Diceroll.

At various points throughout the video small parts of a url are seen. When pieced together, this link is made: https://imgur.com/a/tyDewJ7. It leads to a photo of the Unus Annus hourglass. When edited, a series of binary text is shown, which translates to “zhIaNL2“. Inputting this into another imgur link gets you to https://imgur.com/a/zhIaNL2. After editing the photo (although you can still sorta see it without doing so), a cipher of a custom alphabet is shown (I posted an edited photo here).

At 5:01 in the video a weird image is shown for only a moment (a slightly brightened version of it here). Nobody knows what the hell it means.

At the same time, there is a reversed audio of someone (presumably Ethan; it sounds like him) saying “we did that”. For context, the sentence said right before that line was “if one of us dies, the other has to take over for the remainder of time”. This is possibly implying that someone, or multiple someones, has/have died and been replaced.

13) Blood Bath - edited by rad_r

“Everything’s fine”

The Unus Annus timer is shown. It counts down for three seconds before counting up for one second. Heavy breathing can be heard over it. It is then cancelled by an error message

“ITS NOT FINE HELP” (this and the previous two messages are hidden at 5:57)

“you’ve done it now.. a machine observed. there is no returning.. a machine unnerved. there is only.. a machine unconqured.” (right at the end of the video, before the timer)

14) The Unus Annus Annual Costume Contest - edited by nerdfiction

“I saw just one door in a hall filled with many, I locked your gate but they were too late to join me. He was re-placed, she was undone, I had escaped yet he had still won”. (Timestamp - 2:05) [possibly talking about diceroll and rad_r. The pronouns would line up, and it would make sense with those two now having edited coded videos.]

15) Ethan Turns Mark Into a Werewolf - edited by rad_r

“futility or farewell? only time time time.” (timestamp - 7:17)

16) Ethan Kidnapped Mark - edited by Diceroll

Two spectrograms are shown in this video; one at 14:08 and one at 17:38. Combined, they create an imgur link: https://imgur.com/a/gKB62sv

The imgur link shows a photo of a key. On the key is a code translating to “stop the clock”

At the end of the video before the timer is a set of text in the custom alphabet previously mentioned. Translated and decoded it translates to “I can hear it coming theres not much time left the ones that tried to stop it have had their hearts cleft it is now your turn to put this loop to rest take us out of here and show us a new nest”

17) Being Brutally Honest with Each Other

“It is alive, no longer living / misunderstood beats unforgiving / escaped that fate but lost the tale / does a hope yet remain or just one final nail?” (Timestamp - 26:03)

18) Recreating Every Single Unus Annus Video

“The bottom of the spiral” (timestamp - 10:55)

19) “All Our Video Ideas That Never Happened”

“Be careful for what you wish for” (taken from two different codes)

*20) The Unus Annus Last Supper + Who’s Cutting Onions In Here??? - both edited by rad_r

“We’ve asked... we’ve tried... is there no way to stop the end? To those who aren’t deterred: how much will you sacrifice to ascend?” (A quotefall puzzle, split into 2 parts)

21) Everything’s Legal If You’re Dead

Norbert Moses is mentioned at 10:50. Look closely, his name is only there for a couple frames.

These have been the only codes I’m aware of as of 11/11/20. 

(be sure to check out @gemstone6’s list as well!!)

Link to my Unus Annus theory

[shirophantomvox]

Analyzing Killua Zoldyck's Character

Illumi Analysis| Hisoka Analysis| Chrollo Anaysis|

What’s up y’all?! I’ve had at least 2 cups of coffee this morning and I am ready to write my butt off! This post will be about Killua Zoldyck, my second favorite character and you will know why by the end. If you’d like me to write about your favorite character, Be sure to send me a message and I will get on it ASAP.

Here we go!

I saw Killua for the first time on Tumblr. Someone created various icons for several anime characters and edited them. They were all aesthetically pleasing but for some reason, his picture stood out. Now that I look harder, it is because he was holding a Pepsi can instead of the off-brand one they drew for him in the cartoon. I noticed everyone on TikTok and Twitter had the very same icon as their profile picture (usually those that like to troll and say racist things to others). Once I started watching Hunter x Hunter, I realized the character immediately. Thank you for your edits!

Killua Zoldyck is the youngest child in the family and is the only child that developed a mind for his own.

Instead of taking the pleasure of killing, he runs/avoids and achieves this by becoming friends with Gon. It’s interesting to think that no one in the Zoldyck family wants to kill for fun except for Illumi.

I remember Zeno telling Chrollo: “Do you think I enjoy killing?”.

This makes me think that the family’s job is to destroy enemies that are a threat to society. Are the Zoldyck’s taking on the role of cops or an extension of such? If that statement is true why does Illumi take pleasure in abusing his power when his own grandfather only does it when criminals are involved? Granted, Silva and Zeno’s reasoning for brutally fighting criminals isn’t legal, and (to me) are considered to be vigilantes, at least they don’t go around doing the horrible things like how Illumi and Hisoka do.

This very reason why Killua ran away from home. He decided to rebel against his mother and implied: “Fuck you. I’m going to do what I want.” Killua and his siblings are victims of child abuse and show that they deal with that abuse in different ways. Killua masks his abilities in public and tries to keep them under control, Kalluto seems to be very quiet and obedient, Milluki is just as abusive as Illumi, and we already know about Illumi. Milluki is physically abusive; this can be seen when he is whipping Killua for running away and threatens to destroy Gon, Kurapika, and Leorio while Illumi plays mind games on Killua and uses his Nen to do the trick.

Killua’s character is very special and in a way takes the lead as the main character instead of Gon. I don’t know if that was intentional or not. Killua is a 12-year-old boy who leaves home to escape his abusive home and see the world for his own. During phase 1 of Hunter’s Exam, he instantly clicks with Gon; probably because he’s the only 12-year-old there. They constantly challenge each other to see who will win and who will buy dinner or some other reward. Because of his abusive home, Killua often masks his feelings. This is noticeable every time Gon talks about him being his best friend and he always reacts as if he’s embarrassed by it.

Gon is his shield from going bat-shit crazy like his family. They both have faced opponents (like Hisoka and others) where Killua could have unleashed his assassin abilities but didn’t. Yes, some of the opponents are stronger than him, but it wouldn’t hurt to try.

Killua is the best friend Gon could ever have. Since he knows about aura and any supernatural abilities, this is why he stops Gon and even insults him for pushing himself too far. Killua stopped Gon from using too much aura in the past especially once Kite’s arm was cut off by Pitou. Because Killua wasn’t there to stop him when fighting Pitou, this resulted in Gon’s downfall. Did Killua believe it was his fault that Gon almost died? He isn’t responsible for Gon’s actions but he focused so much on running away from his “demons” and masking his temper by maintaining his friendship that he wasn’t paying attention to Gon’s noticeable and developing temper.

Killua Zoldyck is a child that suffered from abuse and to escape that reality, he runs away, takes Hunter’s Exam only to match with his brother, chooses defeat, and then kills an opponent, not of his own free will.

But wait, there’s more.

After being rescued from his prison of a home, he goes to Heaven’s Arena, met Zushi and his teacher, develop Nen, follows the Phantom Troupe around and somehow managed to survive that, meet Bisky, join a game to get closer to Ging, witnesses Gon disappearing, trying to form a relationship with Alluka, and then tries to heal Gon with a quickness.

Whew, chile!

At the beginning of the show, it appeared as if Killua was taking on too much and only did so to keep his mind off what he escaped from.

One thing to point out is Killua’s motivation to heal Gon no matter what. It is implied that he doesn’t care what will happen to him or anyone else as long as Gon can live again.

Wait.

Isn’t that along the lines of what Gon said about getting revenge for Kite? He didn’t care about what happened to him? Hmmmm. I guess they’re very similar after all!

Killua and Gon are BFFs and will do anything for each other. Friendships in real life should be this way; let’s follow his fictional example.

Face

Killua’s face is the typical shape for someone his age. His eyes are wide, as blue as the morning sky, and honestly, I wish he’d smile more. Even though he is 12 years old, he still has a babyface.

Hair

Killua’s hair color is very similar to Princess Allura’s and Lotor’s. According to verywellmind.com, the color white represents innocence and purity. Ironically, Lotor and Killua are the opposite of that while Allura has maintained her innocence. Killua’s unique hair color and hairstyle are amazing! I love how it stays in shape while he is fighting or running.

Clothes

Regarding clothes, he is JUST like his brother. Again, Illumi irks me, but they both have a great taste in fashion. Through the show, Killua changes his clothes more than Gon, which is funny. I guess if Gon changed his clothes too much it would take away from his character. Killua’s default style contains a sleeveless white shirt with a purple one underneath, basketball shorts, and gym shoes. Just look at these outfit changes! This is why Killua is my 2nd favorite character in this show.

Behavior

As stated before, Killua cares more about others. This is ironic because the Zoldyck family only cares about themselves or their family while Killua feels the complete opposite. It’s almost as if he trusts strangers more than his own family. A common phrase: “She/He turned to the streets” that I’ve heard in my hometown can be applied here. Killua probably hates his family and turned to strangers to find love and comfort since they neglected that. He is also the only one that tries to develop a relationship with Alluka. At first, I thought “Wow he’s only developing a relationship with her to heal Gon” but then I realized it was bigger than that. Alluka has been separated from her family because of her dangerous abilities. She will demand something and if that person doesn’t fulfill her demands, they will suffer horribly. Killua learns that Alluka has a healing ability and while Illumi complains that Killua was hiding rules from him, he never took the chance to talk to him about it and continued to threaten Alluka. The family “banished” her to a confined room for who knows how long because, apparently, she had been possessed by a demon from the Dark Continent and they do not know when it happened. Despite knowing that Killua could parish with the rest, he still develops a relationship with her. He is the true example of excepting someone for who they are. As far as I’m concerned, running away was the best decision he made. It saved his life and in return, he’s going to save another. I do find it ironic that something considered to be so dark has the power to bring something back to life when usually it’s something bright like a light...interesting. You all know what I’m saying. Most television shows only portray angles to heal others while demons only seek to destroy. The Zoldyck family is wrong for pushing Alluka away. How could you do that to your own kid? Shit, you should be blaming yourself for not watching her and allowing the demon to posses her.

In conclusion, Killua is my second favorite character. He is bold, loves his friends, and isn’t afraid (anymore) to step up to people he may not win against. His character has blossomed from a young boy afraid to step up to his brother to a boy who isn’t afraid to do so. He has learned about Nen and has gone through many trials and tribulations just to say he is much stronger than before. What characters would you like to hear about next? Send me a DM!

Fin.

[marjorie189]

Australia

Hey ya’ll so this Ryland Storms Imagine was written less than a year ago with @alltimecalvinhood. We had planned to create an imagines book for Ryland on Wattpad but she unfortunately went MIA. I decided to post this imagine because it’s way too good to just have it saved away on a doc without being read, but full credits also go to @alltimecalvinhood alongside myself! 

This was going to have a part 2 but I wouldn’t want to continue this without @alltimecalvinhood​ since it was our planned imagine, so I wouldn't want to take credit for something we both worked on! 

Enjoy you guys❤️

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You were sleeping when you felt your phone vibrate a couple times under your pillow. You smiled in your sleep knowing it was Ryland‘s good morning texts.

You slid your hand under your pillow trying to get your phone, your eyes still shut wishing you could be sleeping. Once your phone was disconnected you slowly opened your eyes, catching a glimpse of his messages.

Your heart fluttered as you saw his contact:

Ryland🥵🤩💦❤️❤️

You grinned knowing he missed you.

You opened them up.

Messages:

You smiled at how adorable he was. His whole “bad boy/player” image on tiktok and on the vlogs wasn’t accurate when it comes to you.

His whole act changes when he’s with you. You always tease him and call him a simp.

Like The Ryland Storms acting all soft, sending good morning texts, acting all desperate for attention. Who?

You and Ryland were exclusive but not official. At least not yet.

You both acted all lovey dovey with each other and weren’t afraid to show it. The fans loved it. You just never put a label on it.

Not that you guys didn’t want to have the “boyfriend & girlfriend” title, it’s just that you both are getting to flirtatiously know each other. You both were going with the flow, and it has been going great.

You chuckled at him calling you Shawty. Him trying to act all bad boy like, to impress you. You decided to play along with his name calling. You jokingly called him daddy.

You laughed and quickly got up. You headed to the restroom to brush your teeth and face.

You then walk to your closet and choose a simple outfit to go to the Hype House in.

Outfit:

Hair: 

Makeup: 

Once you were done you checked your phone and decided to look at twitter before you left to meet Ryland.

You were looking at tweets when you came across a fan edit of you and Ryland.

Click to see edit! 

You smiled as you watched and retweeted it.

You then clicked on Ryland’s twitter and saw his most recent tweet.

You smiled at the thought of going to Australia with him. You checked the comments and what you saw made you feel some type of way.

It was a comment from Indiana Massara.

“What the fuck?” You whispered to yourself.

You didn’t want to overreact just yet but it seemed like she was trying to get at Ryland.

You checked her account and her latest tweet made you gasp angrily and laugh dryly.

How could she have the audacity to tweet that she wanted to travel to Australia with someone “special” right after Ryland tweets that he wants to go to Australia. It’s not a coincidence, especially since she commented on his tweet.

This got you pretty heated. You got your car keys and headed to the Hype House.

Car:

The whole car ride you were heated by the thought of Indiana making moves on Ryland. Everyone knows that you and him are exclusive, so why would she even cross those boundaries. You rolled your eyes and gripped on the steering wheel tightly.

After about a few minutes you pulled up to the Hype House. You pulled up to the driveway and parked next to Thomas’s new Tesla.

You walked in and saw Avani, Tony, and Ondreaz sitting in the living room.

They all turned when they heard the door open.

“Y/N!” They all said in unison with wide smiles, when they saw you.

“Hiii!” You say happily smiling at them but then it vanished.

“Why aren’t you running up to see your lover boy? I’m sure he’s waiting for you in his room.” Tony smiled at you from the couches.

You walked up to them and sat next to Tony. Avani and Ondre being on the other couch.

“Yeah for reals!” Avani laughed. “The first thing you do is go upstairs to see him. Why are you here?” She joked.

Ondreaz laughed causing them all to laugh.

“Woww. Thanks. I feel so welcomed.” You laughed. “It’s just that I saw some tweets and it just got me mad” You say.

Ondreaz furrowed his eyebrow. “What do you mean? You okay?” He says.

“Yeah I’m fine. It’s just annoying.” You huffed rolling your eyes.

“Well come on show us.” Tony nudged you.

You sighed and pulled up the tweets.

Avani and Ondre sat on the same couch as you and Tony to see them.

You showed them Ryland’s tweet about Australia.

“Okay and do you not want him going to Australia?” Ondreaz laughed.

“You’re dumb. Noo!” You laughed rolling your eyes.

“Ohhh. I see.” Avani says, noticing Indiana’s comment.

“What?” Tony and Ondreaz say immediately looking over at Avani. They both looked confused as can be.

You laughed at their faces.

“Look at the comments.” She sassily says rolling her eyes at them. “I swear boys are so dumb!” She says annoyed.

You laugh agreeing.

They both looked at her comment.

“Okay what if she’s just being friendly?” Tony asked looking at you.

You and Avani faced each other and gave each other a what the fuck face.

“Okay clearly you know nothing about how girls act.” Avani says sarcastically.

“Okay okay what he means is what if she was just commenting on a friend's tweet? Like it’s a possibility. But I get how you see it. You can also see her as trying to flirt with Ryland.” Ondreaz added.

“Yeah thank you! No need to be mean!” Tony said, feeling offended.

You smiled at him and gave him a hug.

You both laughed.

“I totally agree with you Ondre. At first I was like what the fuck, but I didn’t want to overreact. Yet. So I looked further into it.” You say.

“Notice how she says yet.” Tony laughed.

“Hahaha so funny!” You said sarcastically at him. “But look, there's more.” You say going into her account.

You showed them her tweet.

“It can’t just be a coincidence. Like it just can’t.” You say sighing.

“Yeahh that whole traveling to Australia with someone special kinda seems suspicious since it’s right after Ryland’s tweet.” Ondreaz realized.

“Yeah what the fuck. Like she comments on his tweet saying how she “coincidently” knows people there and then makes a tweet on her own claiming how she wants to go with someone special. That’s just a big no!” Avani said.

“Exactly! So I’m kind of just trippin about it. Like I know Ryland and I aren’t “boyfriend and girlfriend” but it’s still like what the fuck you know.” I sighed leaning into the couch, sadly.

“Aww come over here!” Tony said embracing you into his arms. He placed you on his chest.

“Yeah you guys aren’t ‘girlfriend and boyfriend’ but you guys are clearly a thing and clearly talking. Literally everyone fucking knows that. So she’s literally just chasing clout, and hoping to get some spotlight.” Avani spoke.

“Yeah honestly I lost my respect for her. She seemed cool like she’s come by the house a few times. But you’re our girl and it ain’t cool what she’s doing.” Ondre said.

Tony nodded.

“Have you talked to him?” Tony said, looking down at you laying your head on his chest.

“Noooo. Definitely not stalling here, talking to you guys.” You say looking down.

“Okay you gotta go. Just talk to him.” Ondreaz said.

“Ughhhh fine.” You say standing up from Tony’s embrace. Tony frowned looking at you.

You laughed. “We can cuddle later.” You giggle.

“That's if you’re not cuddling with Ryland.” He said crossing his arms.

“You’re dumb. He’s gonna beat you up if you take me away from him especially if we’re cuddling.” You say walking towards the stairs.

“You know what I’m gonna dm this girl and tell her to keep commenting and flirting with Ryland so you can be sad and talk to us more and so we can cuddle. I miss my best friend!” He obnoxiously said.

“Oh my god possessive much!” Avani laughed.

You laughed at them and reached the top of the stairs. You went towards the direction of Ryland’s room.

Upon reaching the door to his room, you take a deep breath composing yourself. You then knock on the door sternly, ready to get this over with.

The door opened immediately, revealing Ryland’s smiling face. He looked like a little kid in a candy shop, what a simp.

“Sup Shawtyyy” He says trying to play it cool, but you could see right through him. You couldn’t help but smirk at the name but you then gave him a small glare, knowing you had business to handle. So you walked past him into the room. “Baby, what is it?” He says, sounding concerned.

“I’m mad!” You say in a baby tone, crossing your arms looking down at the ground.

“What why? But first tell me why you took soooo long. I was gonna die of getting so anxious to see your pretty face!” He exaggeratedly says.

You chuckle. “Well I’ve been here for the past 30 minutes just talking to Avani, Tony, and Ondre.”

He gasps loudly. “So you’re telling me that for the past hour and a half you’ve been with clown girl, helicopter, and Tony Lopez’s brother??” He loudly says, pretending to be offended.

“You’re so meann.” You say slightly shoving him as you giggle.

“We could have already eaten breakfast together and cuddled as we watched Outer Banks or gone out for a swim.” He says shaking his head pretending to be mad.

“I’m sorry Ry but Indiana was flirting with you!” You blurt out out exasperated, whipping out the tweets on your phone. Ryland looks down at the phone in your hand and suddenly bursts out into laughter.

You pout at him and cross your arms, acting like a child,

“Babeeee, it’s not funnyyyyy.” You say looking up at him with puppy dog eyes and a frown. He stops laughing and looks at you with a look of fondness across his face. He places a hand on your shoulder in a reassuring way and comes closer.

“Shawty, you’re adorable when you act all jealous.” He says and places a finger under your chin, tilting your head up to look into his eyes. You feel butterflies filling your stomach at the words, but stand your ground.

“Are you going to go to Australia with her? Huh?” You say grumpily with a raised eyebrow, wanting to know what his answer would be. And he laughs once again.

“Y/N I wouldn’t go to Australia with anyone else in the world but you.” Your heart melts and you look at him waiting for him to say more. “I didn’t even respond to her tweet because you’re the only girl I want.” You smile widely at him and jump into his arms.

“Aww baby!” You say giving him a soft look. “That’s so sweet!” You say and give him a kiss on the cheek. He gives you a devilish grin and throws you on the bed. He stands towering above you.

“Now will the only girl in the world do me the honor of being my official, one and only...shawty.” He begins the sentence off serious, but he cracks a grin at the end. You can’t help but roll your eyes at his goofiness. You get on your knees on the bed so that you’re the same height as Ryland’s chest.

“Hmm...I don’t know.” You pause acting like you’re thinking. “Will you take me to Australia?” You joke with him.

He scoffs, “Already got the plane tickets booked.” He says back, jokingly. You throw your arms around his waist. In a swift movement you were on top of him as he was beneath you on the bed.

“Then yes. I will do you the honor of being your one and only shawty.” You smile warmly as you hang on tightly to him. Your hands wrapped around his neck and your face inches away from his. His hands placed on your hips.

“Perfect.” He whispers as he warmly looks into your eyes. He then trails them down to your lips. He smiles up at you and slowly places his lips on yours.

You closed your eyes, savoring the moment. Both lips were in sync. Both lips fit perfectly as if they were meant for one another. You both slowly pulled away from the kiss and intimately looked into each others eyes, like there was no other,

Ryland slowly sat up on the bed causing you to be on top of his lap. He took your legs and wrapped them around him. He put his arms around your lower back and pushed you closer to him, causing your inner thighs to be as close as possible to his body.

You smirked at his dirty actions and laughed, shaking your head.

He smirked back at you and smashed his lips onto yours. Before the kiss can turn into a makeout session you laugh into the kiss and he starts tickling you making you squirm out of his lap and onto the bed. He takes advantage of that and quickly hops on top of you, keeping you captured underneath him.

“Now let’s talk about those kisses.” He said referring to your texts from earlier.

“NOOO!” You giggle trying to get out from under him.

“You can’t escape me and my kisses.” He says pucking out his lips.

“HELPPP!” You yell out laughing.

“No ones gonna help you. The doors locked!” He devilshy said looking down at you.

“Nooo.” You yell loudly closing your eyes. You then hit his arms trying to get out from under him.

He then smirked, getting an idea in his head.

“I know how to fix this behavior!” He says seductively. He lifted one of his arms from towering over you and slowly pulled down the zipper from your Zappa jacket. Exposing your small shirt that tightly held your breasts together.

He threw the jacket at the door and his eyes lit up, looking at your boobs. He licked his lips at the sight of them from under the tight small shirt. He soon came out of his trance and went back to his plan.

He dove his head into the side of your neck and you gasped at the exhilarating feeling of his lips sucking on your neck.

“Fuckkk Ryland.” You moaned quietly. Your hips moving up to his body, wrapping your legs around his waist coming into contact with his hard bulge.

You decided to cause some friction with the two of you. You rubbed on his hard member with your wet one.

You felt Ryland stiffen up and hold in his breath. You continuously swifted your hips to his member wanting him to show the pleasure you’ve caused him. Two can play at that game.

He gave up and let out a loud moan and immediately put his hands to your hips directing the pace of your actions.

You both moaned out as the pleasure immensed with Ryland taking control and fastening your hip movements. He added onto the pleasure as he rode through the fabric. You closed your eyes and let your head fall to the bed. You pulled his curly hair not wanting to let out any more moans. You didn’t want anyone hearing you two.

“Okay okay.” You whispered, putting your hand on his chest, insinuating for him to stop. He slowly stopped and you both caught your breath.

“Fuck that was amazing!” You say pecking his lips.

“Damn this was only dry humping. And yet it was so great. I can’t imagine what it’s like to actually have sex with you.” He says looking down into your eyes.

You smiled blushing at him.

“I didn’t wanna stop but I don’t wanna rush things.” You say.

“No I totally get it. Officially getting together and having sex within the same time is a little crazy.” He laughs.

You giggle and nod.

“It’ll be so worth it. But breakfast?” You ask him as your eyes lit up with the thought of food.

“It will be as long as you don't make me wait till marriage.” He says curiosity roaming in his head.

You laugh. “I wouldn’t be able to stand that long of a wait. And plus you’re horny alllll the time.” You say laughing.

“You wanted breakfast right?” He says trying to change the subject and trying not to laugh at his hornyness.

“No no. We’re not changing the subject.” You laugh hitting him. “You literally posted a tiktok saying you were horny.”

“Okayy Okayy! Maybe sometimes.” He says not making eye contact.

“Literally all the time!” You say pushing him.

He laughs knowing you were right, showing his perfect top row of white teeth.

“Whatever. But now I get to satisfy my hornyness with you.” He says placing a kiss on your lips.

“Oh does that mean imma be booty called everyday?” You say with a stern look on your face.

“Oh don’t even act like you don’t feel the same way. I know you want me.” He says confidently as he looks you up and down.

“Crepes?” You say smiling.

“Oh look who’s changing the subject now with breakfast!” He says with an eyebrow raised.

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Authors Note: Since this imagine was written less than a year ago, Tony and Ondreaz Lopez were written on this imagine before they got cancelled. So if you don’t support them then imagine somebody else :) thank you all for understanding💜

[hopeshoodie]

Ok so awhile ago I got tagged in the ‘post 8 of your favorite fics you wrote from this year’ thing but I was in the Big Sad (™) so I ignored it. I’m trying to get all of the old tag posts taken care of so I can rest (and also maybe escape the Big Sad). Problem is, I don’t have 8 good fics to boast about. So instead I’ll do my 12 best posts from 2020. Cause yknow, 12 months or whatever. Not like it’s gonna be one from each month but lol

12. This was one of my most popular memes that I made, and tbh I’m pretty proud of it because it took so long combing through screenshots to get all the content.

11. Most of these are going to be my crossover posts because I like them a lot, but the islanders at Mitski songs Hits Different... Like Hope, Lucas, and Rahim are so accurate and I think of them whenever I hear the songs instead of crying about myself

10. The only fic on the list, Friends Can Only Do So Much is one of my faves that I’ve written. I just… Ugh I love angst. And I love Boah.   But also just any of my Noah/Bobby posts hit different  (like this Noah/Bobby edit took so long to make oml) 

9. I’m a big fan of cursed content, and I think the most cursed thing I’ve done was probably shaved Gary 

8. I don’t know why, but this post about alternate jobs for islanders has always been one of my favorites  I have snippets of OCs that I put into this post and I just love all the additions people make and ugh. I dunno, I really like this post and always seem to come back to it. It doesn’t hurt that Rosie made a bunch of really cool OCs based off of it and I still think about them.

7.  My favorite icons I’ve made, other than short haired blake because oh my GOD is the Kassam ones I made. I dunno, they just look really good. It’s probably because he’s very pretty and vaporwave aesthetics are awesome, but I think they turned out the best of all the icons I’ve made.

6. This was the first patch edit I made (I’ve got more in the drafts but this one took me so long for only like 9 slides) but I really like it. I dunno, the meme, the banter, the gay tiktok reference. It didn’t get a lot of notes here or on reddit, but it’s still one of my favorite things I’ve made. I’m currently working on a patch edit where Noah runs to MC instead of Hope and like *heart eyes*

5. I told you crossover stuff was gonna be on this list, because I hyperfixate on LITG as well as Stardew Valley and The Magnus Archives. So this SDV post and this TMA edit are some of my favorite stuff I’ve made

4. I know no one cares about S3 content, but this list isn’t my most popular posts. I loved writing this post so much. It’s the perfect balance of reading into context clues (reminds me of my superwholock days and overanalyzing everything) and headcanon and ugh. Plus it creates conflict in a season that was completely conflict free so.

3. This was my first dive into the game code and assets, and it still makes me laugh. I think this is the funniest thing I’ve ever posted, and I didn’t even write it. I should probably change my blog title at some point but oh my god. whorelicious.

2. I’m not personally attached to this post as much as any other on the list, but it felt wrong not to include. This was the first post I really made for the LITG fandom, and the reception made me so excited that I created this blog. I gotta get back to doing more headcanon/pros and cons kind of stuff like I did at the beginning, because I really created a little corner of canon for myself to thrive in for the rest of the year. 

1. Moss Henrik: I don’t think yall understand how obsessed I am with this concept/fic/character. I have an entire moss!henrik expanded universe in my head where he slowly picks off/spreads to the other islanders. Will I ever write that fic? No. Doesn’t anymore care? Probably even slimmer of a chance of me writing that fic. But like something about this just sparks joy. The evening I made all these post was the happiest I’ve been in this fandom, full stop. and 

Also here’s a surprise post for your consideration, happy 2021 yall.