#like I’m sure they’ll get there eventually but some things are just instinct and I imagine they have to deal with that

[biboomerangboi]

Personally love the idea of Fengqing not knowing how to be normal and like doing shit like when they feel the need to make out with the other person they do something like punch them in the face which is fine when they are “rivals” but hilarious when they start dating. Like just imagine them eating dinner or something and Feng Xin says something sweet and Mu Qing just decks him. Mu Qings hair falls into his eyes and Feng Xin wants to reach out and fix it and instead he trips him down the stairs. 800 year of repression and pig tail pulling resulting in the two of them having broken brains and forgetting they can do the things now.

[cloudcountry]

I need Jamil with a male crush who is kinda impossible to embarrass with teasing.

Like if Jamil teases him, he'll respond by:

A. Bluntly responding in a literal manner (ex: "Aw, it's almost as if you love me" "of course, to me you're the most sublime creature in Twisted Wonderland")

B. A witty/teasing reply

C. He'll go very pink but he won't hide it and has the biggest smile on his face

Basically, the reader makes no effort to hide how much he absolutely adores Jamil. How does Jamil go about flirting and asking him out properly?

SUMMARY: male!reader takes great pleasure in watching jamil squirm (lovingly <3)

COMMENTS: so many jamil requests woooow hes so popular!! isnt his birthday coming up. am i crazy.

Jamil doesn’t understand how one boy can send him into hysterics. Well, not exactly hysterics, as he seems put together to everyone else. Rest assured, on the inside, you have him confused and calculating his next move.

He doesn’t know what your next course of action will be or if you have an ulterior motive or not. You’re clearly not trying to reach Kalim, he notices how quickly you ditch Kalim for him every time you see him around.

He ignores how satisfied that makes him. He is not reveling in your attention even a little bit. Maybe it would be reassuring if you had some angle that you were working, but he’s sure you don’t because you’re just not that kind of guy. He’d be able to tell if you were someone like him.

He still remembers the first time you pulled something on him, smiling so kindly and giving him praise after he’d made a meal for Scarabia. You’d offered to help too, but he’d shut you down immediately out of instinct.

Throughout the night you kept finding ways to talk to him, playing various board games with him and cracking jokes to make him laugh. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, not for you, but then you said he looked so nice when he smiled.

It was unexpected. Such a simple compliment and such a lovestruck gaze were all it took to have him freezing in place, unsure of how to proceed. He finally manages to get out that your smile is lovely too (a compliment for a compliment.)

You don’t take the compliment and leave it alone, no. You start raving about how pretty his hair is, and how his eyes are the most gorgeous color, and how it’s lovely how he’s so competent and wow he’s so smart...

“Careful,” Jamil warns, “If you keep flattering people like that they’ll start to think you’re after something.”

“I’m only after one thing.” you lean closer, a stupid grin on your face and for a second Jamil takes you seriously, “Your heart.”

Ever since that day, it’s been like a competition between the two of you. Jamil makes a smug remark and you hit back twice as hard. Sometimes you’ll laugh to yourself and he can tell you’re flustered from your body language alone.

His flirting can come off as a bit awkward or even frustrated if you can read him well enough, but that’s only because he’s trying to get a leg up on you and you’re not giving him anything to stand on.

Like, come on. Do you have to be such a genuine, good-hearted guy that you just say what you mean? There’s no game for Jamil to even play?

Eventually it all comes to a head one day when Jamil pulls you aside, more exasperated than he’s ever been. He isn’t aiming to confess, but the way he talks about all of your interactions and how frustrated he is about not being able to pin down your character makes it obvious.

So obvious, of course, that you start smiling and giving him that lovestruck look again! He’ll get even more agitated, demanding that you spit out whatever you’re trying to do and just get this over with because he is at his wit’s end—

“I just love you.” you say. And that’s all you say.

Ultimately, I don’t think Jamil would confess first. I think he’d be way too far into his own head because of your way of approaching him to even think of it. Jamil is playing mind games and you’re just openly adoring him!

TAGLIST -> jamil's jewels . . . @vivigoesinsane @identity-theft-101 @dove-da-birb

[sanjoongie]

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ღ @pirateeznet 2nd anniversary Fic~

ღGenre chosen: sci-fi, with prompt: a lab-engineered [unspecified] has broken out of the lab, and you/a member find you/a member hiding in an alley

ღPairing: Scientist! Jeong Yunho x Hyena Hybrid! Reader (f)

ღGenre: smut

ღau: sci fi, hybrid

ღtrope: s2l

ღword count: 2,698

ღsummary: when yunho gets fired from his big corporation job as a scientist, on his way out, he finds you in an alleyway and brings you home. what he doesn't see coming is exactly how much more of the animalistic side of you there is...

ღspecial thanks to @downtoamagicalland & @mejuii for helping me iron some details out

ღsmut warnings below cut!!

ღwarnings: toxic male moment!, futa, dom! Reader, sub! Yunho, oral (f), fingering (f), cock stepping, degradation, Mommy nickname (f), baby boy nickname (yunho), praise kink, degradation kink, orgasm denial

ღmood board inspiration by daeeun @daemour for inspiration:

Yunho was having an absolute shit day.

Yunho worked in a top-class, corporate funded lab. The problem was that he was stuffed into an absolutely useless department. What the fuck was Developmental Analysis anyways? So Yunho felt like his academic mind was rotting away in a basement suite.

So what if he drank sometimes at work? It was boring. He didn’t actually do anything. He could be studying and breaking down genetic makeup, but noooooo he just filled charts and wrote up papers that he was pretty sure weren’t getting read.

His boss, some frou-frou higher up that probably didn’t know the difference between an atom and an apple, looked at him distastefully from across their desk.

“I’m sorry to inform you, but we’re letting you go.” Except for this man, Yunho squinted at the name plate at the desk, Park Seonghwa? Yeah, this guy didn’t look sorry at all.

“Here’s a box to put your things in and leave the premises immediately. I’ll have Jongho escort you for old times' sake.” Seonghwa put on the most half-assed sympathetic smile and then waved his hands to show he was finished with Yunho.

Yunho hiccupped while he put his framed text photo of Every disaster movie starts with the government ignoring a scientist that his best friend Mingi had bought him when he first got the job. Yunho didn’t need this job. This job needed him! Yunho sent a glare around at the open concept office, and everyone ducked their heads.

“C’mon, Yunho.” Jongho gripped his upper arm rather roughly. “This hurts me more than it hurts you, big guy.”

“I’m the one that got fired. How are you hurting more than me?!” Yunho pointed out but nonetheless grabbed his box and let Jongho tug him towards the elevator.

Jongho turned his head away and, with his free hand, wiped a finger at his eyelashes. “You’ve the best work friend I’ve had, Yunho.”

Yunho rolled his eyes and dropped his jaw, making a face. He was so over this place.

Jongho didn’t let go of his arm, even as they reached the rotating doors to the upper level. “Seonghwa says I’ve got to take your lab coat too, Yunho.”

Yunho sent a look of disbelief at the security guard. “I paid for this out of my own pocket!”

Jongho shrugged his shoulders. “They’ll remove the charge from your severance pay anyways, bro. Just do it.”

Yunho squared his shoulders stubbornly. “I may be fired, but I’m still a scientist. They can’t take that away from me.” And with that final sentence, Yunho twirled around on his heel to leave. He overestimated and did an extra half twirl, facing the wrong way to leave. He put his converse-covered feet in front of each other, heavily crossing his legs, but eventually, he made his way out of the building forever.

“Stupid corporate bigwigs,” Yunho mumbled under his breath.

Where did he park his car again? Yunho instinctively turned down an alley. He was pretty sure he jaunted down it on his way to work this morning. Who fires someone on a Monday anyway?

Something pushed a can into the middle of the alley, and Yunho stopped. No object moved without a force behind it. Was it an alley cat or a homeless person?

Yunho started to dig into his box. “Uhhhh, if you want something of worth, I suppose this pen might be good for a few bucks at the local pawn shop, but I can’t make any promises,” Yunho muttered.

“Help…me…” A raspy voice says from behind some garbage bags.

Yunho took a step back from the rustling bags. “Listen, you don’t want a piece of this, buddy.” Yunho dropped his box and brandished his old letter opener.

“...please…”

Yunho grabbed his phone from his back pocket and turned on the flashlight. You blinked up at him, dark eyes reflecting back the light. Yunho shook his head. Didn’t only nocturnal animals have that feature?

“Who are you?”

You whined, hands in between your legs, that sprawled out on either side of you. “...I…escaped.”

“Me too! I’m so glad I never have to go back to that place. You know what? We should celebrate! At my place.” Yunho pulled his flask from his box. “I’ve got more where this came from!”

As it turned out, Yunho’s car had gotten impounded from its less than auspicious parking spot in front of a computer café. Yunho lugged his box to the nearest bus and paid for both your fares.

“A little early for Halloween, isn’t it?” The bus driver shouted.

Yunho pouted as he sat down on the bus. “I’m a real scientific man!”

You hesitated at the front, arms wrapped around your body. Yunho patted the seat beside him, and you scurried over. You tucked yourself into his frame and shivered. Yunho instinctively put his arm around your shaking shoulders.

“Hey hey.” Yunho patted your shoulder in reassurance. “We’re better than that place! There's no need to cry.”

Yunho stumbled off the bus steps, missing his bus stop by several stops later. But that was okay. Because he had his flask and he had you now as company.

“So, what do you go by, fellow escapee?” Yunho giggled, tipping his head back and taking a shot of his whiskey.

“Fi--”

Yunho hiccupped, interrupting you. “Fi, huh? That’s cute. I’m Yunho.”

“Yu--” Yunho shoved the flask at you. “Yu?”

“Yuyu!” Yunho giggled again. His nose and ears were red. “I love it. Yuyu and Fi!”

You sniffed the flask and then growled at it. Yunho shrugged and took the flask from you. “More for me then!”

How Yunho managed to drink, balance his box, and make it back to his apartment is a mystery, but the fired scientist does, in fact, do everything AND unlock the door to his place.

“You stay as loooooong as you want,” Yunho says, throwing his hands up in the air. “I’ll never kick you out. I’m not mean like that horrible place.”

“I--” You take a long look at the bachelor pad. “Do you live alone?”

“I used to have a roommate, but he got a girlfriend.” Yunho rolled his eyes. He landed on his couch pretty heavily with a huff. “San, the romantic.”

You tug on the beanie over your head and the long jacket over you. Yunho squinted at you. Did you have those on earlier? What did he care? “Make yourself at home.”

Yunho spent the rest of the night drinking any liquor he could get his hands on. He bitched and whined and complained about his job and his place of work. You listened to him, preferring his babble to the thoughts in your own head.

Eventually, Yunho laid down on the couch, mumbling under his breath about the idiocy of the 1%, arm outstretched to the floor. Tentatively, from your position on the floor along him, you reached your hand to brush your fingers to his.

“You and me, kid,” Yunho grunted from under his breath. “We’re gonna take over the world.” His fingers curled into yours before you both fell asleep.

When Yunho woke up, he groaned, slapping a hand to his forehead. “Oh fuck.”

The toilet flushed, and then you came out of his bathroom. Yunho was too busy rubbing sleep from his eyes. “I need water,” he noted to himself.

“I hope you don’t mind,” you said sweetly, “My clothes were…dirty--”

Yunho shouted and jumped on his couch. “What the fuck?”

You winced. “I’m sorry, I’ll take the clothes off immediately!”

Your hands grabbed the hem of Yunho’s t-shirt and began to yank it off. Yunho’s eyes ran over your soft thighs, your tummy, your underboob and then covered his eyes. “No no, it’s quite alright, you can wear it!”

You chewed your bottom lip nervously. “You don’t remember last night, do you?”

“Well, by the way I’m fighting nausea, and a half naked woman is coming out of my bathroom, I can make assumptions.”

You shook your head vehemently. “I knew this was a bad idea.”

“Bad idea to fuck me? I’m sure others told me I'm better when I’m drunk…” Yunho scratched the back of his head in confusion.

You whined in the back of your throat. “You didn’t fuck me, Yunho. You helped me escape.”

Yunho chuckled dryly. “Oh right,” he said mirthlessly, “I got fired.”

“I really appreciate what you’ve done,” you said in a worried tone. “Not a lot of people would have stuck their necks out for me.”

Yunho waved his hand. “It’s nothing, Fi…” Whatever else was going to come out of his mouth was gone as you pulled your yellow tail around your body and anxiously pulled at some black hair at the tip.

“Oh, I’ve fucked up.”

“Please, Yunho, don’t kick me out,” you begged immediately. “You said you’d never kick me out last night!”

“I also said I’d solve the majority of Einstein’s theories!” Yunho yelled back.

You winced, curling your shoulders forward to make yourself smaller. “Please,” you whimpered.

Yunho zoned in on the black tipped yellow ears on your head. Oh he was so fucked. He had heard rumors about the Genetic Experimentation level, but he just thought it was other scientists razzing him.

Adrenaline rushed through Yunho. He grabbed your arm roughly, akin to the way Jongho escorted you out of his old work and started towards the door. “I’m taking you back before I get sued. What the fuck was I thinking? A million dollar investment in my apartment? I’ll tell them I found you and I brought you back as soon as I could!”

“No, you can’t!” You struggled in Yunho’s grip, digging your feet in, but still the man pulled you to his door.

“The hell I can’t!” Yunho snapped. “This is my house and my life. You will listen to me.”

Something snapped in you. No one ever out ranked you. You were the strongest, the fastest, the better one in this situation. Who the fuck was Yunho to tell you what to do???

You growled, deep in your chest, and planted your feet. You broke the grip. Yunho had you by hitting his hand off you with your fist. Yunho yelled in surprise and held his wrist to his chest. You placed two hands on Yunho’s shoulders and dug your fingers in cruelly to his neck muscles. Yunho whimpered and was driven to his knees. “You weak-minded man,” you sneered.

“Weak minded?!” Yunho gulped as he stared up at you.

“You are below me in every single fucking way,” You spat. “How dare you try to evict me when you promised me safety. Are you that scared of the world that you can’t stand for your own words? Pathetic.”

Yunho licked his lips. What is going on right now? What happened to the pleading woman who he could have sworn was smaller than him just a few minutes ago.

“I’ll show you who’s boss, little man,” you threatened.

Yunho watched with fascination as something rose from under his t-shirt that you still had on. “I bet you’ve never seen a clit as big as mine, huh, sissy boy?”

“clit?” Yunho’s eyebrows shot into his fringe.

“Wanna see?” You said practically giddily.

Science made Yunho nod his head.

You tucked your fingers into the waistband of your panties and tugged them down your legs, and neatly stepped out of them. Then you raised the t-shirt to reveal that your clit had indeed engorged itself until the point where it appeared like a… Yunho’s eyes became as big as saucers.

“I… You have a cock…” Yunho whispered almost reverently.

You shook your head. “No, sweetums, that’s my clit. It’s ten times more sensitive than your pathetic cock.”

“How sensitive?” Yunho asked.

“Why don’t you suck it and find out,” You said sweetly.

Yunho nodded his head to himself. His mouth was watering. Something about your domineering attitude was honestly luring him in. He wanted to wrap his lips around your clit. He wanted to feel what you felt like in his mouth. And most of all, he wanted your approval all of a sudden. What would it take?

“There’s a good boy,” you cooed as Yunho licked the tip of your clitoris.

His eyes glanced upwards to your encouraging, smiling face and then his lips encompassed the head of your engorged clit. He sucked on it and it caused your head to cast backwards. “Fuck, Yunho, that feels amazing, baby.”

Yunho looked nervous as he bobbed his head down your length, gagging as you hit the back of his throat. Except that it felt wonderful and you needed more of it.

“Drop your jaw, sweetums,” you cooed some more. “Let Mommy fuck your throat, hmm?”

Yunho managed a tiny squeak in agreement and then you were shoving your clit down his throat. Yunho moaned in between breaths, your slick-covered clit gliding over his tongue and down his throat. Being used like this was making him hard.

“What's this?” You sang, and Yunho felt his stomach drop out of his ass.

The hard bottom of the ball of your foot pressed down on his semi-hard cock. “Are you getting turned on by this, Mister alpha male?”

Yunho whimpered as you continued to step on his cock. His eyes rolled into the back of his head and you sighed in disappointment. “More like a sweet baby beta, hmm?”

You pulled out your clit and grabbed it by the base. You smeared it against Yunho’s cheek, watching as his ears got red in embarrassment. “Stick your tongue out, Yunnie,” You commanded.

Yunho did, looking debauched and delicious in the process. You tapped your clit on Yunho’s outstretched tongue, enjoying the feeling of the roughness against your sensitive organ.

Your other free hand gripped the back of Yunho’s head and you shoved your clit back into his mouth.

“That's it, take my clit in your mouth, just like that,” You moaned.

This sensation of having your clit sucked like this was making your pussy lips wet with desire. “Put your pretty fingers in me, Yunho, make me feel real good.”

Yunho stared up at you, your clit pushed into the soft flesh of the inside of his cheek, as he put one, then two fingers inside of you. You moaned at the dual sensation. It was nothing that you have ever experienced before; it was mind-numbing as Yunho penetrated you and sucked on you.

“Make mommy cum, Yunnie, oh fuck yes, that feels so good baby boy, give me what I want. Come on, swirl that tongue around me. Suck me good. Curl those fingers into my rough spot, that's a good boy, yeah yeah!!-”

You let go of Yunho’s head as you rode your orgasm. Yunho coughed, wiping his lips with the back of his mouth. “...what was that?” He asked.

You opened your eyes and stared down with a lust-lidded look. “That was my pseudo-penis, and that was me dominating you, Yuyu. But you liked it, didn't you, big boy?”

Yunho swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing nervously. “I…”

You gripped his chin harshly and began to growl. “Say it, Yunho. Say it for Mommy.”

Yunho whined, biting down on his lower lip. “I like it, Mommy. Yunho likes being your baby beta.”

“Much better.” You let go of Yunho and pushed the t-shirt back down, your clit having become normal sized again. “Now you know what happens when you try to pull rank on me.”

“You're just going to leave me like this?” Yunho called out dejectedly.

You waved a hand. “I'm gonna shower. You take care of yourself, big boy.”

Yunho watched as you sauntered to the bathroom and wondered how exactly he had gotten himself into this mess. And why exactly he was DYING for another chance for you to fuck his throat.

Yunho sat in thought. You had a pseudo penis. Your genes made you dominate him. Your tail and ears were yellow with black accents…

“Wait, you’re a hyena hybrid?!” Yunho shouted out to the closed door, and he swore he heard a cackle just like a hyena on the other side.

[huntingrays]

i’m bored and wanna ramble about my works in progress (esp since it’ll be a while until i post a new fic) so little summary time! also you can ask questions if you want, i don’t mind rambling about my fics and/or even spoiling some stuff

small summery of current WIPs (all valgrace)

1: Main long fic - wrapped fic

3/5 chapters done, 2/5 fully edited

Will be betaed. Trying to get it done before the end of the year but no promises. Can’t post finished chapters rn bc hasn’t been betad yet and need to make sure the endings of the chapters are consistent with the ending of the fjc

Jason POV. Angsty with an “open to interpretation” ending (but i, as the author, consider the happy interpretation ending). Multiple AUs told through dreams, main au is canon divergence where the war with Gaea never happened (so valgrace didn’t have their og meeting), contains MCD (is it rlly MCD if it happened in a dream? Will be a warning anyway). Asks if you would love someone if you knew how it would end

Est word count: was SUPPOSED to be 80k (20k each chapter besides chap 5)

Current Status: 104k (no clue how that happened uuuuuh)

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2: College AU - 5+1 fic

Unknown word count, oneshot. Honestly all word counts besides first one are unknown. I just let the words wash over me

Leo is traumatized after confessing to a “sweet guy” who outed him so he doesn’t read to much into people being overly nice to him. Also, he doesn’t believe any guy could like him. This is unfortunate for Jason, the guy who is into him because his method of flirting is being very nice to him and “subtly” flirting with him.

The five times Leo thinks Jason is just being nice (and the one time he realizes he isn’t)

Current Status: 2k

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3: A/B/O AU (rated T don’t worry, I love sfw omegaverse)

Leo is a late bloomer and presents as an omega very late. He realizes (after recovering from sudden presentation) that Jason is his fated mate (based on the scent on some clothes he left). The problem? Jason has already met his fated mate and it isn’t Leo. So, Leo hides his scent and vows to never tell Jason.

Basically Leo angsting over Jason and dealing with new instincts. Meanwhile, Jason gains feelings for Leo and realizes his relationship may not be what it seems. Deals with some ideas i had for omegaverse that i thought would be fun to play with (like can you manipulate scents and what happens if you end things with your mate?)

Multichaptered fic that I’ll likely write chapters for whenever i get into an omegaverse mood. Only have plans for beginning, twist, and ending (kinda).

Current Status: 800 (just started)

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Other WIPs that I am off/on writing:

1: Modern/No Powers “Fake Dating” AU

Leo wants a bf and keeps annoying his friends about it. Jason doesn’t want their friends to murder Leo so he volunteers to be his fake bf and fulfill his romantic needs. They both have feelings for each other but are dense af. Their friends have to watch this train wreck happen

Current status: 1k words

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2: Canon divergence/post canon AU

Crack treated seriously. Leo is turned into a kitten. That’s it that’s the fic.

Current Status: 700

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3: Multiple whumptober fics (~7)

Will likely be very short (like under 5k hopefully fingers crossed). Mainly Leo centric but have a Jason centric idea for one. Have 5 ideas, need to work on the other two. Also have 3 additional prompts that I like and may play with

Current Status: 2 started, on hold until wrapped fic is done then they’ll be the main focus

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4: Please Please Please

Based loosely on Please Please Please (but not a wrapped fic since that song came out this year).

Leo has a bf but Piper is worried bc of his last (toxic) bf. She’s sus when they (Piper, Hazel, Annabeth, and Percy) meet Jason but she eventually realizes he’s a smitten fool and approves

Status: 3k words

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5: A/B/O drop fic

Scents change after presenting. As a pup, Leo hated his scent since it was similar to smoke. After his mom dies, he hides it. He continues to hide it even after camp. He ends up presenting but doesn’t realize. He keeps suppressing/ignoring his instincts. His inner omega gets upset at him and causes him to drop. He goes to Piper and Jason (he considers them his pack) to help him through it.

Current Status: 700

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6: Soulmate AU. Also college AU

You have dreams of your soulmate through the eyes of their close friends. Jason hasn’t had a dream for years. Then, one day in college, he suddenly has a dream (and worries about his soulmate’s best friend who nearly burnt their place down trying to bake a cake). He’s very happy and already smitten with his soulmate. Meanwhile, Leo had spent so long thinking his bond was one sided that he doesn’t know to react to this new development. He’s worried about not being good enough for Jason and worries about his friends hating him.

Status: 9k

[wouldntyou-liketoknow]

Comparing Killers

I sent an ask to my buddy @insane4fandoms a few days ago, and in their reply, they mentioned potentially doing a character analysis for both MadPat and my very own fanmade cannibal EgoPat Caliban in the future.

(This stemmed from one of their latest drawings. Again, thanks so much for remembering my scrunglies, friendo ❤️)

SO, being the way I am, I took some random inspiration and now I'm going through with that exact analysis myself! Just following my instincts as a writer and all that stuff.

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MadPat:

Now, just to get this out of the way because I have a sneaking suspicion that someone’s gonna read this and automatically assume I’m being stuck-up: I really like Mad as a character. Matt has done an amazing job portraying him. . .though, Matt just has a knack for unhinged characters in general, lol.

And thanks to Matt's acting skills, Mad is an enjoyable villain. He’s cluster of chaotic problems shaped like a man in his thirties, and we all love him for it. (Honestly, I kinda see Mad’s behavior as similar to that of The Actor from all of Mark’s projects. Comedically evil with a tendency to throw tantrums when things don’t go his way.)

The FNAF Musicals have made many slight tweaks to the lore of the games to not completely plagiarize the story. So, of course, Mad is a slightly-tweaked version of William Afton: it’s made very clear that his crimes include murdering kids. On top of that, he has no problem playing long-cons with pizzeria employees before eventually killing them, too.

We’ve seen plenty of times that Mad is pretty much never afraid to get violent. Oh sure, he tries to put a mask on when he needs to, but it’s easy to see all his urges beneath that mask. (And again, much like Actor!Mark, Mad ain’t too shy about being callous and hostile to almost everyone around him.) He’s very quick to anger. To make things worse, he’s also quick to desperation.

While Mad is too smart for everyone else’s good, he’s still pretty damn impulsive/irresponsible. His crimes were all concentrated on the pizzeria; it didn’t take very long at all for the disappearances to pile up and gain unwanted attention. Now, a bunch of missing-person-cases are one thing, but leaving evidence is quite another.

Hell, in the beginning scene of Web of Lies, the wacko-in-a-bearsuit himself literally said, “Every INCH of this place is INCRIMINATING! Ten minutes of poking around this place and they’ll discover what I did. . !”

If Mad were to hear of Caliban's work, he'd probably be impressed at first and automatically assume that Caliban is just like him, just with more people-eating. However, if Mad were to actually meet Caliban and get a better read on his personality, Mad would likely end up insulting him one way or another. He'd see Caliban's professionalism as tedious.

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Caliban Crawford:

Though I've made it pretty obvious that he's my special boi, Caliban is an objectively bad person. He may be insane, but he’s not delusional enough to deny that. Whenever his and/or Murdock's targets happen to be alive when they’re dragged to his den, he can be very, VERY sadistic throughout the butchering process. (Especially if the target has done something to personally affect him, Azalea, or any of his other peers.)

Sure, he doesn’t complain about working with dead bodies, but having a live meal is quite a special occasion. In such cases, he enjoys watching the unfortunate soul in question squirm and listening to them scream/beg. Taunting, dragging things out, making morbid puns all over the place, the works.

Despite all this, I’ve specifically crafted Caliban to be an extremely morally-gray character. (To be honest, the only fanmade ego of mine who’s full-on evil is LeviathanPat.) He’s still able to be logical/rational when he needs to. He takes pride in his self-control; yes, he has cravings for human flesh, but he knows he can’t afford to just attack any person he sees whenever he gets hungry. He knows he has to be EXTREMELY CAREFUL in order to keep his business away from the authorities. So, he only eats those he and his peers (Murdock, Azalea, etc.) are hired/paid to bump off.

On top of that, Caliban still has some humanity left. While he’s obviously nowhere close to a perfect angel, he’s still able to form genuine relationships and treat those in his circle with kindness/respect. Get on his good side, and you'll have quite a strong ally.

Though his morals are limited, one of the biggest differences between him and Mad is the fact that Caliban would never, NEVER stoop so low as to harm a child. In fact, he tends to avoid children altogether due to his own childhood trauma. (Totally not me projecting because I grew up in a dysfunctional family with verbal/emotional/psychological abuse.)

Getting back to the juicy stuff: Caliban is smart and efficient with his work. He prides himself on not leaving any evidence behind. (Yes, he still makes occasional mistakes, but even then, the aforementioned evidence still comes in very tiny amounts.) That's why he and Murdock became friends and started working together in the first place: since Caliban divides up which parts can be cooked/eaten and which parts can be sold on the Black Market, it really is easy for targets to just seemingly vanish into thin air.

Though my stories involving Caliban probably show him acting calm (despite his pun-addiction, lol), please, PLEASE don't be fooled. He's got just as much unhinged energy as Mad. He just happens to hide it a bit more often. But he definitely has his chaotic moments; half of the time it's out of unhinged joy, and the other half of the time it's because an enemy pissed him off enough to get their skin privileges revoked. (Basically, it's not that much of a stretch to see Caliban as a combination of The Hermit and Mack.)

Now, if you've seen @insane4fandoms artwork of him, then it's pretty clear that some inspiration was taken from Hannibal Lecter. And while I definitely appreciate references like that. . .well, that inspiration is mainly just for Caliban's appearance. I've said before that Caliban is nowhere near as arrogant as Hannibal. Even so, if Caliban were to see/hear about all of Mad's shenanigans, he'd write Mad off as being sloppy and unimpressive. If he were to actually meet Mad, his opinion would just get worse; he'd see Mad as a fair bit annoying and bratty.

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[violivs]

NMTDaily: Football Antics Part One

- I’m just cracking up at how nervous Beatrice is! The nervous babbling! And it is definitely because, since she hasn’t started school yet, this football game is the first time she’s seen Benedick since moving to Auckland- since they were 14, really. (I don’t think she was there when Ursula filmed his part of Vox Pops, or at least she was better able to avoid him then. No avoiding being seen here though!)

- Bea may be in denial, but her “holy shit my crush-that-got-away is Right Over There In Person” energy is radiating! Which is perfect adaptation work for Miss Starts The Play By Oh-So-Casually Asking About Benedick And Playing It Off With Insults.

- “We’re here to support Leo, we’re here to Support The Boys, we’re here to see Pedro, and Definitely No One Else, At All, Promise” 👀 I see you Beatrice

- “I’m sure he’ll be wonderful, and so will-“ *Extremely Long, Pointed Pause* “-everyone, really.” Hero knows what’s up!!! And Bea just assumes she’s talking about Claudio, which, yeah, but the way Hero looks really intently at Bea on this line and says it with such intention- she is teasing Bea about Ben here for sure.

- Bea and Hero are having a sass-off complete with impressions of each other and Ursula is all “just keep taking pictures, they’ll get tired eventually”. Ursula is a treasure.

- The sass-off is also great! I love that Hero, as nice as she is, can still hold her own against Beatrice here. It’s a good thing, because making fun of people is kind of a love language for Beatrice.

- Starting in on Meg again (poor Meg), as a way to seed some backstory that will matter later! (Robbie got kicked off the team, hmmmm.)

- And Bea immediately pivots to bring up Claudio. The fast forward through Hero’s gushing is so funny and cute. She was definitely trying to say Robert Pattinson reminds her of Claudio, which, I can see it. 2014 is calling again though, right at the end of the Twilight era. If this series were set much earlier we would definitely have heard Bea hating on Twilight, lol.

- “He’s nice!” being the only thing she can say, says a lot. And Ursula being the one who gets Hero to admit she thinks he’s cute, awww. The hiding behind the hair! The oohing over Hero’s crush is majorly bringing me back to what it was like to be a teenager, it’s adorable. Poor Hero lol

- Ah yes, “Leo says we can’t film the match” AKA the in-world explanation for not being able to make an actual football scene realistic. I say that with zero judgement. The workaround of Leo saying no is cleverly done, and makes sense since the only plot-relevant stuff goes on on the sidelines anyway.

- The little moment of Hero narrating the game! I love that. She’s so into it that she forgets she’s not supposed to mention Ben in front of Bea, and then she starts worrying about Claudio which is also very cute.

- (My brain instinctively: Ooh! Ben mention! First Ben mention by name in a Hero and Bea vlog!!!! Milestone!)

- Enter Meg! (and Robbie). “I’m going to be the real star, you just don’t know it yet!” An icon.

- Robbie throwing out a Game of Thrones reference, it’s like a signal that he’s sort of part of the group for now, but his energy is Off. Dark colors, never really looking at anyone but Meg. Bad vibes.

- And Meg and Robbie as a visual sign of Bea’s discomfort with relationships, her idea that they’re all PDA and no boundaries. That in Bea’s and to some degree Hero’s eyes, Meg chooses Robbie over their friendships, over homework, almost over her own self, and Bea does not want that imbalance for herself at all. But she doesn’t know how to express her discomfort and concern in any other way but scorn for Meg. So much character work for so many different characters in one episode at once, I love it.

- I love Ursula sticking up for Meg, even if it’s never particularly fun watching other people make out. This is an Ursula Appreciation Liveblog, and I’m also still loving her tumblr, btw.

- Part Two next and it’s time for the I Know You Of Old scene! Ahhh!

- BUT FIRST: another video I didn’t know was posted so early, and get ready, because I’m about to be insufferable in this next one. I will not be able to help myself. My boy is about to enter the scene! My beautiful cringe-y boy! How I’ve missed him!!! Next liveblog post coming soon, I hope. 😊

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[alexanderlightweight]

I was going through all of the writings that you have posted and rediscovered the Kelpie au. So if you have more of it that has not been posted, can we have another taste? I just love it

oh gosh so most of kelpie!au hasn't been posted because it's at like 20k and it's mostly smut.

so i'll have to post to ao3 and post links here probably

here we go! i picked something some that file with Cat & Alec since i wasn't sure if you wanted nsfw/sfw and i've only posted sfw for that fic so far i think

its finally named undertow because @saeths insisted

lumine

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Brunch relaxes again and Cat thinks she could get used to this again, seeing her family happy and being happy with them

Later, when it’s more night than day and Ragnor has convinced Magnus to follow him to his library, Cat sits alone with Alec. 

“Tell me?” She asks quietly, hoping he will. Normally she would ask Magnus directly, but she never wants to put that look on his face again. 

“I’m not really sure I understand it. It doesn’t make sense to me. I mean I don’t know why Magnus does most things.” Alec pauses and takes a slow sip of his drink. .

“I’ve been mostly eating the foods Magnus is introducing me to, but it’s not quite the same. Most of it is delicious but it’s not filling. So he hunted me a meal, took me to a lovely little grotto and insisted on watching.

“It didn’t go well?” Cat asks in surprise. “Magnus has never been squeamish.” 

She, Ragnor and Magnus have all participated in the deep rituals. They’ve all eaten still beating hearts and cracked the bones of the Elders to suck down the marrow and claim the power in them. 

Alec scoffs and shakes his head. “No, he was actually pretty excited at first. And then I got about three bites in and got a mouthful of ash for the fourth. He disintegrated the body and dragged me home and then kissed the taste of blood from my mouth for hours before he let me sleep.”

Cat blinks. 

This is not the problem she was expecting.

“He tried to explain it. Something about how he can’t stand me being so intimate with anyone else.” Alec actually snorts, a dry sound, “apparently, even if it’s a corpse. Which is normally fine. Except eventually I’ll need to eat and it’s going to upset him. He’s already upset that he ruined my meal. He just also doesn’t regret it, which upsets him more. I think maybe he’s not used to having so little control of himself.”

Cat blows out a breath and looks across to where Ragnor and Magnus disappeared.  

“I’ll look into it, see if I can’t find something that will help keep you healthy until Magnus figures it out.” 

Alec shrugs, like it doesn’t really matter to him. 

“I don’t really mind. Magnus is the one who is really suffering.”

“Oh?” Cat asks with a raise of her brow and Alec grins, a mischievous little grin that just oozes smugness.

“No more blowjobs for him. I can’t control my instincts when I’m this hungry and neither of us want to risk his cock. He’ll break and find a way around it before I get too hungry. 

Cat laughs and shakes her head, relief flooding through her.

“Alright then. I’ll send over some tinctures and supplements. They’ll keep you healthy until this gets worked out. Ragnor and I will intervene if needed.” And they would, because to keep Magnus safe and sane, they needed Alec healthy and whole. 

Alec looks at her carefully and then he smiles, his-too-sharp-too-many teeth gleaming and Catarina remembers suddenly that he too is a predator.

And he chose to be prey. 

“Thank you, Catarina. But we’ll be fine. Magnus will figure out his instincts sooner or later. I’m very good at waiting.”

There is a wealth of hidden meaning and Cat nods, looking at Alec with a new light. 

“Call me Cat.” She offers, the first time she has and Alec nods, respectfully acknowledging the change. 

He reaches out and presses his knuckles to hers gently, “I’m Magnus’ Alexander, call me Alec.”

Magic sparks between them and Cat smiles as the magic of names settles smoothly between them.

Alec withdraws his knuckles and raps them against the second, empty glass with a sigh.

“I liked this one. Which one was it?”

She summons a new one and tells him. Alec takes a moment to stare at the glass in betrayal before he picks it up with a sigh.

“Magnus is going to be obnoxious, just so you know.” He warns and Cat smiles at the dry humor in his tone.

“Oh?”

“Yeah. I  liked the barley tea.” Alec rolls his eyes, “Magnus is going to take this as inarguable proof that he’s right.  Next thing I know, he’ll be trying to make me oats and molasses again. And I don’t think I’ll get away with accidentally knocking it off the balcony this time.” He gives her a morose, pathetic look. “He put up wards the third time I accidentally knocked food off. Apparently it landed on some mundane and nearly killed him. But Magnus was more worried about why I was being so clumsy than the mundane. I told him it was allergies and now he won’t even let me go to the park without warding me for protection… against pollen.” 

And Cat laughs. She’s still laughing when Ragnor and Magnus rejoin them. The pair are red cheeked and bright eyed and Cat knows they’ve had a delightful and scathing disagreement about literature.

Ragnor is clearly pleased to see her happy and Magnus flutters like a hummingbird. He presses a delighted kiss to her forehead and hugs her from behind for a moment and then darts over to Alec. He’s hovering around him, little tiny constant touches and Alec merely leans into them, smiling up at Magnus with a softness that transforms his face. 

Her boys are doing well and Cat finds she doesn’t mind adding another to the number she claims. 

Not this time.

[cait-with-luv]

PART 3 PREVIEW

"If it weren't for seven men that fateful night you wouldn't be here now. They showed you good people did exist. That life can be great, that you can be loved and cared for. These seven men were the men you loved and cherished. These men were your mates. Your safety blanket. And to them. You were their Little Leopard.

Pairing: OT7 X Hybrid!Reader

Genre: Hybrid! AU, Strangers to Lovers! AU, Rich!BTS, Fluff, Angst(And I mean Angst), Polyamorous!BTS

Warnings: Mentions Of Eating Disorder, Body Dysmorphia (if you squint), Depression, Anxiety, PTSD

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“There she is! Good morning Doll! For a minute there I thought Jimin had kept you all to himself! Here come eat breakfast, I made some chocolate chip pancakes for you!” Seokjin says excitedly as he plates you some up as you sit at the table and look around frowning when you only notice Jungkook, Jimin and Taehyung at the table. After your bath Jimin had brushed your hair for you and dried it before plaiting it for you before leaving you to dress and come down when you were ready.

“Oh you must be wondering where the others are, they had to go to work, they’ll be back later tonight, so it’s just us today.” Jungkook smiles looking at his plate and bursting out laughing and before you know it so were Jimin and Taehyung. You look down confused at what they were laughing, your head tilting to the side. What was this meant to be?

“Yeah so that means you and I are stuck with these brats. Yah! What are you laughing at!” Seokjin exclaims as he sits down himself, glaring at the boys who were almost falling off their chairs from laughing so much.

“What are these meant to be?! They look so horrified!” Jungkook cackles as Jin huffs and crosses his arms and pouts at the three youngests for teasing his attempt of pancake art. You let out a little giggle, covering your mouth as Jin looks at you with an even bigger pout.

“They’re meant to be leopards. The chocolate chips were meant to be like a leopard print but they melted too quickly…” He murmurs making them laugh even louder but you stare at them, your heart swelling at the small thing he did to cheer you up, the appreciation he shows to your animal counterpart. You felt so lucky to have these seven men in your life. Jimin maybe right. Fate brought you guys together.

“Well Seokjin I think they look great. I really appreciate it.” You say quietly, flushing as he grins at you and instinctively winks at you. It was habit he had that you picked up on. He then looks back at the boys and glares at them again and points at them.

“Hey! See at least someone appreciates my efforts you brats! And buttercup please call me Jin, no need for formalities here. Now brats eat your food before I take them back and make you all eat cereal!” He threatens before beginning to eat his own pancakes. You smile watching them try to defend themselves and begin to eat your own, only managing to eat one and a half before feeling full. Breaking your old eating habits was a challenge but slowly and surely you were improving.

“Now that breakfast is finished, we were wondering if you would like to get some fresh air buttercup? You could use it and we definitely need to get you your own clothes, I’m sure you’d like to have your own right?” Seokjin asks and your eyes widen, feeling your heart race a little at the thought of going outside. You knew you had to eventually but it had not crossed your mind once. You were terrified. You had never really seen the outside world, always trapped in your cage in your masters or mistress’s home and you were terrified that you’d see one of them. You remembered them all so clearly. It was hard not to when they had caused you so much suffering.

“W-What if I-I see my m-master? O-Or any of my old masters o-or mistress’s? I-I’ve never r-really been outside…” You panic and Jin and Jungkook who sat beside you both grabbed your hands and rubbed reassuring circles on the skin to calm you down.

“Baby, you will not see any of them and even if you do, we will not them anywhere near you and we will come straight back home. They are not your masters or your mistress's. You are safe now and we will protect you hm? The world is a big scary place I know, especially when you’ve never seen it but when you put that aside it has a beautiful side to it and we want you to see that sweet girl. We want you to finally be able to live not just survive. As soon as you feel like it’s too much we will be home straight away okay?” Jungkook reassures squeezing your hand for encouragement.

“You are safe with us Angel. We will not leave your side. We want to spoil our little leopard, we think it is very well deserved.” Jimin coos from across from you. You look at them all, their faces all serious meaning they meant every word. These men would not let anything happen to you and that was all you needed to hear.

“O-Okay but! N-No spoiling. You don’t need to do that. A few things is enough…”

“No promises on that one Kitten.”

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CHAPTER 3 COMING OUT TONIGHT AT 8PM BST! ALL TIME ADJUSTMENTS ARE BELOW! AGAIN SORRY IF I HAVE MISSED YOUR TIMEZONE OUT!

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[notstilinski]

The Final Girls Support Group Starters !

Taken from  the 2021 novel by Grady Hendrix, The Final Girls Support Group! Some of these have already been edited. You can change them however you see fit! Light spoilers throughout if you haven’t read the book.

“I declare. How do you come up with these things?”

“Some of us can’t afford a vacation. Not everyone married for money.”

“Someone comes along saying they’ll save you and you throw yourself into their arms and let them make all the decisions.”

“We don’t come here for me. Why would I need this? I don’t need this. I’m fine.”

“Not to be rude but I had no idea you were a total lunatic.”

“You want to see the scars? You want to see how funny they look?”

“Killing is hard. Killing your brother is harder.”

“Finding out you killed your brother for no reason is the most impossible thing of all.”

“Can you please not say ‘your porn’?”

“Sometimes you need the money more than you need to live with yourself.”

“After awhile, you start to realize that your life isn’t the thing that happens between the monsters, your life /is/ the monsters.”

“For us, nostalgia and violence are inextricably linked.”

“But it’s never safe. The things that happened to us never end.”

“It was a combat situation. I had to make an instant decision.”

“A strategy? What’re you going to do? Fucking dress up like Batgirl and go swinging around the city?”

“(Name) got hungry, dude. Have you ever tried to stop them? They’re like the fucking Terminator.”

“I had a good thing going until you showed up. You know what? You’re an asshole, (Name). I’ve always fucking thought that.”

“You’re so quiet and everyone thinks you’re all sad and fucked in the head.”

“There are better and worse ways to die.”

“I resent you putting me in this position.”

“You zapped him in the nuts.”

“I want you to know that I deeply, deeply resent the position you’ve put me in.”

“(Name), make me a promise. If this ever happens to me, just throw me in a ditch and walk away.”

“The rest of us are survivors. You were always just a victim.”

“I don’t like liars, (Name). But I’m giving you a chance to do the Christian thing and come clean.”

“(Name), you have to protect your sibling.”

“I thought (Name) had left me alone, but eventually I realized I had always been alone. I had done everything they’d told me to do, and it had happened again. No one had been able to keep me safe. No one had watched out for me.”

“What the hell, (Name)? You thought I was going to jump you? Oh, hell, you think I’m going to shoot you?”

“That’s how your life is now. That’s who you are. It didn’t happen for a reason, you haven’t earned it, you don’t deserve it, but you need to handle it or you’re going to die.”

“We both know who I’m protecting them from.”

“Right now, what I know is you’re endangering someone’s life.”

“You remind me of (Name). Like, exactly. They were my best friend at camp. If they got to grow up they’d be you. Whenever they said anything I knew they meant it. In my head, I’m pretending you’re them.”

“You’re not going to die. No one else is going to die. I’ll make sure of that.”

“That’s always been your biggest flaw. You’ve always had this wrong way round, and as long as you do you’ll live in fear.”

“It’s a precision of nature.”

“You were always more of an unfinished victim than a real final girl.”

“How much more of your weirdness do I have to put up with, (Name)? Because if we can just fast-forward through some of it that’d be great.”

“You’re getting very mystical with people’s lives.”

“These aren’t abstract ideas, they were actual human beings.”

“Don’t you realize what purpose monsters serve?”

“People only value what costs them money. It’s sad, really.”

“That’s not very good survival instincts.”

“If it’s me or them, it’s going to be them every time. That’s all there is to it. You better get used to that.”

“I don’t want to get used to murder.”

“The police are already after us. We’re probably both going to jail. Where are we even headed?”

“That’s a good message. I’d definitely call you back. It sounds like you’re asking them on a date.”

“You know how this ends. If that guys the one doing the killing, we kill him.”

“There has to be another way. Maybe I can talk to him. We can all do our separate ways and just leave each other alone. No one has to die. We can have a happy ending here.”

“I don’t know! But we have to do something! We have to go somewhere! We can’t let them kill us! Not again! Not like this! Not while I can actually save everyone this time.”

“When do I feel like muse again? How long does it take?”

“You think the guilt over killing my brother has eaten me alive?”

“Don’t say their name. You don’t get to say their name.”

“I don want to be here anymore without them. I can’t be alone again. I can’t.”

“I only ever wanted to be there for (Name). That’s all I ever wanted.”

“You’ve always kept us safe. We need you now. One last time.”

“I can’t do this alone. I’ve been trying it that way all my life and it hasn’t worked out so good. I need you, (Name).”

“I don’t know. I don’t want to hurt them. I don’t want anyone else to get hurt. I’m sick of people dying.”

“This one doesn’t even count. They basically killed themself.”

“How many people have died because I trusted them?”

“Let’s stand here and argue about the caliber of weapon the person you thought was your new best friend is using to murder everyone.”

“You think your sibling died so you could quit? You think (Name) died so you could stop when things got too scary? There’s more to life than staying alive.”

“You’ll die alone and no one cares.”

“Pull the trigger or shut the fuck up. You’re as boring as my last boyfriend.”

“You did this all to be famous? You killed all these people to be on TV?”

“I liked it better when you didn’t talk so much.”

“You’re the best of us, (Name). You never quit. You never stopped. You saved everyone.”

“Let me tell you something: no one is too far gone to be brought back. No one is too lost to be found. No one.”

[lenievi]

snw2 #8

My personal episode ranking based on my enjoyment: 3 - 6 - 4 - 2 - 8 - 1 - 7 - 5

I read some opinions and I’m mostly just having conversation with those opinions... I don’t really talk about the episode itself.

I wonder if they will also address Kirk’s part in the war - based on TOS, he should fight against the Klingons, he should see planets transformed into slave labour camps, he should have an experience with war.

My HC for years has also been that McCoy participated, but now - unless told otherwise - I’m gonna probably HC that he was ship bound. 

To me, it was always interesting to kind of hc that Kirk, McCoy, and perhaps even Scotty have had a war experience, but not Spock. (which is why I don’t want a war with the Gorn to happen... like a season long arc or something because tos!Spock doesn’t feel like a character affected by war. But it’s possible they’ll make him experience something to better understand Chapel, idk)

Some time ago, I saw someone say that La’an also participated in the war, and I was like hm, I don’t remember that from the show, and I don’t think that, and it’s good that the episode made it clear that she didn’t participate in the Federation-Klingon War, since she didn’t need to sit at the dinner, nor did she have any open hostility toward the Ambassador. I believe that her and M’Benga’s connection is something else entirely. (unless Pike just likes her better and didn’t ask her to participate, or she actually just said no)

in some way, this episode did get some background to the finale of SNW s1 regarding Ortegas. (it still doesn’t truly explain her hatred towards Spock, but maybe Spock broke Chapel’s heart, so she can’t stand him after that idk)

obviously because of the stripes (but stripes are weird) M’Benga always seemed like having a commander rank, but now it was confirmed and it’s like ??? because UNA ISN’T A COMMANDER, SHE IS STILL A LIEUTENANT COMMANDER (I’ll never understand the ranks in SNW)

there is a possible storyline, so it lines with TOS (since McCoy is a lt. commander). M’Benga will have to eventually resign and heal, and after some years, he’ll return back to the Enterprise, but he won’t be trusted with a CMO position again. Perhaps, he won’t even want it. I’ve always got an impression that M’Benga was new-ish during his first appearance, since McCoy had to reassure Kirk that M’Benga knew what he was doing. (Like sure, maybe only McCoy treats Kirk and he never gets in contact with other doctors, but...)

(or they’re just relatives, not the same characters)

people saying how this episode threaded backward, that humanity should be evolved and above all of this imho forget that it wasn’t that way in TOS - people were bigoted, people were prejudiced, and people with not so perfect mental health were accepted into Starfleet. You can’t think of all 23rd century humans as Kirk and you can’t take everything Kirk says as being true for everyone else (it wasn’t even in TOS). The thing with Kirk is, he was bigoted and prejudiced against the Klingons (and not just the Klingons). Period. When faced with something, the Gorn, the Horta, his first instinct was to kill and violence. There was that one episode (I think it was the Spectre of the Gun) where Spock was like “you wanted to kill” and Kirk said “you’re right”. So the violence is still inherent in him (and through him in humanity). But Kirk made the choice not to kill, Kirk makes the choice every single day to be and do better. But not everyone is there. Not everyone has that privilege. 

And while M’Benga is a doctor now, he used to a soldier, some special ops or something. He became a doctor after that.

“Sometimes you pretend something long enough, it becomes the truth.”

He’s speaking from experience. And maybe, it never becomes the truth. You just want to believe it does.

And like the biobed, some thing are broken beyond repair. And all you can do is manage.

In the Conscience of the King, if Kirk wasn’t there, Riley would possibly kill Kodos/Karidian.

Not everyone is Kirk.

But the thing is, because Kirk was the hero of the show, he couldn’t do otherwise in the 1960s. They won’t make Pike kill someone either, most likely. But they can explore these things with side characters imho In TOS there were characters, starship captains even, who did terrible things, but they were always the bad guys, or it was always a mental illness, so I think seeing a character we’re supposed to root for not being able to take a higher ground, is quite interesting

and who’s to say that M’Benga killing someone, Chapel covering it up, Pike and M’Benga’s friendship maybe getting some cracks won’t come back later. This episode ended as it did. Maybe in s3, there will be consequences, maybe M’Benga’s guilt will eat him up, maybe he’ll be send somewhere to heal, because he is broken. And maybe not. We just don’t know and it’s early to judge. Not everything needs to be resolved in one episode, since this isn’t a truly episodic show. And the characters have arcs.

I’m rewatching SG-1 where a lot of episodes just end, typically after something heavy happens, without any real conclusion or judgement or the viewers being spoon fed, and I like that this SNW episode did that. (but also as I mentioned, I don’t think I’m watching Star Trek for “Star Trek”)

in any case, I liked the episode

(I watched the episode twice, and the first time I thought the Ambassador killed himself... my second watch was done after I read everyone saying that M’Benga murdered him... so I’m kind of looking forward to any kind of continuation that will make it clear what really happened)

[bigbarabelly]

IHAVE BEEN THINKING ABOUT THIS TOOOOO

I need to figure out a lot in terms of timeline and what level of canon adjacent i want to go for, but I’ve been wanting to attempt a slow burn fic of that. How they get together and that process of easing their way into who they are as broken adults, naive in thinking they fucking know what they’re doing, but at the same time like painfully aware neither had a normal childhood and have no fucking idea what to expect if it were to happen. Potentially rewrite my one fic or just edit it into it for the long run.

I have a lot of thoughts about how he’d even handle the poor dude giving birth. Trying to be supportive but also it’s Homelander lmao. An impatient reactionary used to just killing and smashing shit to “fix” a situation, just panicking over having no control in the moment, and senses in overstimulation hell listening to Hughie just Go Through It. One panic and fear for another after the kid’s born because it’s the most fragile important thing on the planet now to him and he can’t afford to fuck it up. The mix of narcissism over what’s his and the remaining core buried deep that still has some real love and tiniest amount of selflessness in wanting to make sure they’ll both be ok in the long run without him. Mixing in with Ryan and everything too of what he knows, what he has, and what could be.

Just an incredible whirlwind of newfound gentleness and traumatized ocd gripping both of them in different ways while they go ITS COOL WE’RE OK ITS FINE and get into the groove of just being dumbass parents like everyone else. The first days of crying get less panic inducing and become more hesitant laughing and trading off who gets up in the middle of the night.

But man the buildup of dancing around each other almost like kids playing house? Hughie has the realest normal childhood despite the complexity of his single parent raising. But they still don’t know how to be adults together in a relationship. He can’t expect things of Homelander that he could with Robin or Annie that most people would instinctively know how to navigate by that age or with enough relationships experienced through trial and error. They say what they both think they’re supposed to, and kind of step back realizing the child’s play acting doesn’t replace the hard conversations in it’s practiced distraction.

At the same timeeeeeeeee I’m super tempted to do some Boys Shenanigans and throw a wrench into their new domestic bliss and get Hughie kidnapped when the kid comes. Make Homelander prove to them he’s real about this and BEG butcher for help. Not that he’d have to cause it’s Hughie. His found family loves him and would instantly truce with the Supe to get him back safe and sound. Reinforce the seriousness of who Hughie is involved with and despite his feral animal redomesticaiton, Homelander still has a lot of enemies and they can’t escape everything they don’t want to think about.

But then once it chills the fuck out and he’s safe and everyone’s cooing over the new addition, there’s a hesitant extension to the truce. Homelander will never be a friend, but they can for the most part wrangle their apprehension and justified wariness for Hughie’s sake and because the beanpole has a real positive influence on the supe and that’s frankly easier than trying to keep killing him. Hughie’s humor and jokes rubbing off on him to eventually saying something not off putting when theyre all together and getting a real smile and chuckle out of them. Cause GOD RIGHT if Hughie had never experienced that first break in his childhood from his mom and had a normal life without Robin getting killed, and even then with Robin’s death, I agree. He’d be fucked up but still too optimistic and naive at the same time to fall for butchers shit. Less warped in his anger and leaning into the fact he’s weak and wouldn’t fall into that rush from the idea of revenge

I need to write some more hughlander bc while I love @bigbarabelly 's pregnant Hughie, I just wanna read/write him & Homelander before pregnancy & discussing kids (with all the excitement and anxiety that leads to)

Because with all the thing Homelander has been through (both in his childhood & then later finding out he has a kid) I wonder how he would react to actually having a new born.

and also Hughie, he's almost the only person in canon that has had a normal parent but he still got abandonment issues thanks to his mom (you can't tell me he doesn't, if he was perfectly normal he would have left Butcher long ago)

[yaninus-de-venoix]

advice for small fighters

Someone messaged me to ask if I had any advice for small afab people getting into SCA heavy combat, so I figured I should make a post about it!

This got long, so I’m putting it under a cut.

Things to keep in mind:

I’m not a knight, I’m not officially squired to anyone (my dad is functionally my knight, but nothing formal), and I’ve only been fighting consistently for four years. I’m not an expert. But I do have access to some very excellent teachers, and I’ve been doing this long enough to have some idea what I’m doing, so hopefully this will be helpful for some people.

What works for me may not work for you. Keep what clicks, discard what doesn’t seem relevant.

I’m 5′3″, about 115 lbs, with an estrogen-dominant hormone system. In comparison to most heavy fighters, I have low upper body strength, small hands, wide hips, and a small ribcage. The more of those traits apply to you, the more likely my experiences are to be relevant, but some of this will hopefully be helpful regardless.

Also, this is in no particular order. Some of it is basic technique, some of it is mental stuff, some of it’s about equipment, some of it is tactics that won’t be relevant until you’re a bit further along.

1. You will probably have a longer learning curve than other people. This is not a bad thing. As a small person with significantly less muscle mass and body weight than the vast majority of heavy fighters, it will probably take you longer to be a challenging fight. Your technique has to be excellent before you can even hit hard  enough for people to take it. A lot of big guys can brute force their way through the beginner stage, they can just pick up a stick and start swinging, whereas you will have to be very solid on the basics before anything else. In the long run, this is to your advantage. By the time you're past the beginner stage and starting to be a credible threat, those big guys will reach a point where they'll have to unlearn a lot of bad habits in order to progress. Then after that, there won't be any real difference.

(Image description: a graph with Time on the horizontal axis and Threat Level on the vertical axis. The red line labeled “big guys” increases rapidly at first, then levels out, then gradually increases again. The blue line labeled “small people” increases slowly at first, then very rapidly, then slows until both lines are increasing at the same rate. End image description.)

So I know it can be frustrating at first, but keep in mind it'll pay off eventually. In the meantime, try to find chill people to practice with, who are willing to take light from you occasionally so you can practice things other than power generation.

2. On that note, make sure someone teaches you how to throw the basic shots: snap, wrap, off-side. Practice them on a pell. Everyone who comments on your power generation will tell you to throw from your hips; that's not the only way to generate power, but it is generally the easiest to learn. As a general rule, the less mass you have, the more of your body you have to put into a shot. A big guy can barely twitch his body and throw with more than enough power; a small person like me has to engage their entire body from foot to shoulder. To start, think big motions. (NOT big with your arms, big with your body. You want to keep the path of your hand as straight and compact as possible, it'll hit faster and harder, don't let it swing out. But your entire body should be engaged to throw a shot.) You'll be able to use smaller motions eventually, but at first, you’ll need all the help you can get. Think of it like screwing your body into the ground.

3. Remember to stay low. That’s the other reason why I say to screw your body into the ground. A lot of people instinctively raise their center of mass as they fight, as if somehow standing on their tip-toes is going to help. It's really not. One of your big advantages is having a low center of mass, don't throw that away. When you stay low, you're a smaller target, you're harder to push around, and you generate more power. To start out, especially if you’re lightweight and struggle with power, try moving like a wrestler, low and grounded.

4. Be conscious of range. When you're fighting someone much bigger than you, to get to the range that you can hit them from, you have to pass through the Danger Zone where they can reach you but you can't reach them. Different people have different approaches for dealing with the Danger Zone, but you need to know it exists and have some method for handling it. My main piece of advice is to make sure you're actually close enough to hit them before you throw a shot. Personally, I try to close in quickly and defensively, then hang out about as close as I can comfortably be without restricting my own movement, because that's generally uncomfortably close for my opponent.

5. On the topic of closing range: as you get closer to a tall opponent, you have to raise your shield a smidge to cover the same amount of helmet. That’s a tip about perspective that I learned from Sir Helga at Sport of Kings a couple years ago. Here's a diagram:

(image description: a stick figure holds a shield at about head height. A horizontal blue dotted line passes over their head. There are two vertical lines in front of the stick figure, a green one which is further away from the stick figure and a red one which is closer. Both vertical lines are the height of the blue line and they each have an arrow that points from the top of the line to the person’s head. End image description.)

The blue dotted line represents the height of your opponent's shoulders, so where they're throwing from. The green line is from further away, and at that distance, the shield blocks a straight shot. The red line is much closer, and at that distance, the angle is more steep and a straight shot gets in. 

6. Get equipment that works for you. I started out with an extremely light shield because that’s what I could physically lift for an entire practice. I also highly recommend shaving down your sword handles until you can wrap your fingers all the way around the handle, or as close as you can get without making it so thin it’ll snap. When the handle is thin enough to grip easily, you can keep your grip much looser, you have less tension in your wrists, it’s easier on your body and you’ll throw whipier shots. It should feel more like a ruler than a club (though not as thin as a ruler). Being able to feel where the edge is will give you much better control over the angle of your sword.

7. You will get so. much. redundant and unasked-for advice. You learn to sift through the chaff to find the bits of advice that are actually useful for you. I haven’t had anyone be rude or exclusionary to me; I have gotten a lot of mildly patronizing advice. No idea if it’s a gender thing, an age thing, or just overly enthusiastic nerds wanting to share information, but I suspect it happens more often to women and gender minority fighters than to cis guys.

8. One common side effect of having an estrogen-dominant hormone system is crying easily. That's a totally normal response to get from fighting. What I do if I start to have a tear response is I end whatever bout I'm in, go take my helmet off and get some water, take a breather. Then I always try to do at least one more fight. Sometimes I'm fine after that and can keep going, sometimes I still need to stop, but either way, it teaches my body that crying won't get me out of doing the hard thing. It helps to have an understanding person around who you know won't make a big deal out of it.

9. Find out if there are any other not-cis-guy fighters in your area, I've found that there's a really good sense of community among the women + gender minority fighters. There's also a facebook group, Women & Gender Minority Fighters - SCA Unofficial, that I would highly recommend joining.

10. Have fun!!!

[i-never-forgot]

Sofiiiiieeeee😭😭😭YOU DREW MY BABY AND YOUR BABY SO CUTE AND AAHHHHAHHHHHH!!!

Rambling under the cut!🤭

Twig automatically going into deflection mode isn’t surprising, and neither is Eliana calling her out on it bc she has been guilty of doing the very same! She has the terrible habit of putting others before herself to a fault (including trying to keep them from feeling concern), but as soon as she sees Twig doing the same she’s just like “nope. you’re so young and you need support and please God don’t push people away like I have.”

You drew Eliana so in character. Her dialogue is *chef’s kiss*. I cannot. I am kicking my feet and squealing and—

Twig saying Eliana reminds her of her Dusknoir (Papanoir?) cracks me up, and Eliana being a little indignant of it makes it even better. She is extremely fond of him at this point since they’ve reconciled, but being told that she has assimilated some of his personality rankles her (in a humorous way, I promise). More like the “pfffft I totally don’t sound like that old man (affectionate)” when, in fact, she sounds like that old man.

TWIG ALMOST CALLING HIM “DAD”—DON’T THINK YOU SLIPPED THAT BY ME YOU SNEAKY LIL SKELETON YOU🥹

Also Eliana just totally pulling a mom with “are you sure you want to be with Ark. you deserve so much better. he tried to kill you, Twig” (to which Twig would be totally within her right to point out that “Dusk tried to kill you, too”🤭)

(I haven’t decided where I’m going to go as far as Eliana and her Darkrai are concerned, but you’d best believe that her eventually making friends with Ark would improve her understanding and sympathy…but I would always be open to plot suggestions tbh lol)

I was a little worried Ark wasn’t quite proportional bc I had to shrink him a little to fit into the frame, but I’m so glad he turned out. You draw him so…idk, elegant like smoke? I wanted to convey how soft and wispy he looks. (And I spent an embarrassing amount of time on that eye lol, I’m so glad I managed to capture the feathery look I was going for!)

Now that I’m getting the hang of it, Twig is so fun to draw! You have such a unique way of expressing her shape (kind of slender and long) that I adore, as well as the heart motifs! And her scale freckles!!! I love her so much and I’m relieved I did her justice!😭

You’d best believe Eliana’s sixth sense is going off! She adopted Grovyle as a Treecko and Lu as a Riolu (and would also snatch up Ribbons and Aimilios in a heartbeat) so there would be no stopping her from finding Twig the instant she lays eyes on her. (I also wonder if heroes/humans-turned-Pokemon would be able to instinctively tell. I do know that if my Rescue Team hero Ty ever showed up in Treasure Town Eliana would immediately notice. Food for thought?🤔) But yes that is accurate. Absolutely leaving Lu and Dusk and co. to adopt another eepy baby. They’re starting to get a little concerned about the amount of food they’ll have to start keeping in stock in their larder bc you know she’s not going to let them go without feeding them.😂

And oohhhhhh my God you don’t know how insecure I am about my handwriting, and you saying that made me float to cloud nine🥺I was worried about it being illegible bc I’ve always been told it’s just chicken scratch but tysm Sofie!

And yes, Eliana is very black and white when it comes to people, no middle ground. She distrusts Ark, figures him out, then becomes his biggest wingman. (It would absolutely drive her crazy to witness Ark and Twig dancing around each other’s feelings for so long, too, fyi—it would take a lot of restraint and reminders from Dusk to leave them alone to figure things out in their own time to keep her from smushing their faces together.) But the more that I think about it, the more that I realize you’re right—since he’s become well-adjusted and accepted himself she would find a lot of peace in being in his presence since he’s so chill all the time. He never had support for so long so him being able to prove that he’s trustworthy and earning Eliana’s undying loyalty would heal him in a lot of ways, I think. I sure know that she would just add him to her adoption list lol (just pray she never figures out that it was Cresselia that pushed him over the edge to start with👀just like it’s a good thing Twig’s aunt still isn’t around tbh lol)

Also I’m so glad you noticed that oh my god—she is terrified of what her Darkrai did in her world, to her and Lu and, indirectly, Grovyle, and even though he hasn’t turned up since Palkia collapsed his escape Dimensional Hole Eliana still has nightmares about him coming back to haunt her family. She would go into immediate defend-others-at-all-cost mode upon first meeting him, and like I said it would take a long time for her to even let her guard down at all. She has enough experience by now to be able to take on almost any fight she faces, but the lingering trauma from Dark Crater and the circumstances leading up to it—while she was still more vulnerable being unevolved and at a significant disadvantage, mind you—would come back like a storm. Ark would be wonderfully patient with her, I imagine, understanding that not all of his counterparts might be as willing to change🥺

You’re so very welcome🥰—I have some more ideas on doodles I want to sketch with your bunch and Fujii’s, so make sure to leave room on that board!👀

The fervency with which i am churning out these sketches is startling tbh

Eliana would clock this poor girl's trauma a mile off. She would proceed to want to bring down the wrath of heaven upon all those that wronged her. Twig would have to talk her into reigning it back in a little since she has the uncanny ability to befriend everyone who treated her poorly lol. otherwise she would mother the fool out of Twig! that poor girl needs all the love she can get!

Similar to Dusknoir, she would be extremely wary of Ark at first—even more so, in fact. She wouldnt get close nor would she trust him until much later, likely after Twig would explain how hes changed. She'd sympathize him in the long run.

anyways i hope you like it @sincerely-sofie🥺I want to draw your Dusknoir too but im eepy atm, so keep an eye out for that!

[milqueandsugar]

Hello beautiful, i hope you are having a wonderful day! I must say, I’m quite obsessed with your writing. It’s got such nice flow and you really nail character’s character, like it never feels OOC. I’m really glad you’re getting followers and recognition as well, you deserve every follow and comment truly. <3

Anyways, as I’m sure your notifs will show i am a HUGE technoblade simp, his whole character design makes me absolutely feral. So if you have the time and interest i have this daydream i keep thinking about that I’d love to see you put into words that i can reblog and reread over and over again. So basically Reader and techno go to the nether for the first time together, reader normally never goes to the nether because they hate the intense heat, but everyone needs a break from icy weather eventually. So they suit up to go to the nether and reader dons their gold armor to protect themselves from piglins, totally spacing on how wearing fitted gold would affect the piglin hybrid they would be traveling the nether with. I like to think techno would have a hard time not staring and maybe be clumsy because of how much he’s staring, like he’s even stumbling over his words because his instincts are on overdrive. Gets protective over the reader, wont let them fight mobs and shields them from other piglins getting huffy. He treats them like their his treasure when the reader is covered in gold, his instincts drive him to be more protective than ever and his ‘i don’t need anything or anyone’ facade crumbles. Bonus points if the two have been mutually pining and this drives techno to confess to the reader.

That’s pretty much it, been thinking about that for a while, if you do decide to write something for it i would positively go feral because i know you’d nail it. Either way you’ll find me in your notifs reblogging and liking your other wonderful works, always a fan. Remember to take care of yourself too! Take snack breaks and drink plenty of water!

Much love <3

I was wondering when you'd send in an ask! Lots of love coming from here too!!

🏵 Your Tea Is Ready PT 1🏵

Warnings: slight nsfw , Injury/violence

Genre: Fluff

| Technoblade |

The trip to the nether was your idea surprisngly, the two of you were brewing potions when you realized you were out of nethewart.

"I'll have to get Phil to gather some more"

"We could just go now, the portal isn't that far is it?"

That caught him off guard coming from someone who rather spend a day swimming through the arctic ocean to see him then go through the nether

His sock must've been more obvious then he presumed as you were quick to roll your eyes

"Don't look so shocked, I've been to the nether before"

"You hate the nether"

"I.. yeah you got me there"

You explain that you felt bad bothering the bereaved man and hell, the fortress was close, sort of, there was a path to follow it wasn't like you were blindly wandering around litteral hell

To be honest you were trying to convince yourself more then him

"If your sure"

"Yeah, mind if I get changed in your room?"

"Knock yourself out"

Being friend with the infamous blood god, you got pretty used to people having it out for you

Unlike the pig however you weren't a big fighter

You much more of a run away and deal it it later person

To be fair you were great at it

One of the quickest ways you found to get away was the nether, though it never ended well

Long story short you usually carried gold armour around to avoid piglins when also avoiding Quackity

It was fairly form fitting but not quite, it was hand made so it wasn't nearly as nice as some of the sets Techno had made

While you were getting ready Technoblade gathered some fire resistance positions as well as speed

He knew you hated the nether, he didnt plan on fueling your aversion with an accident, especially while your with him

When you first came down he didnt pay much mind to you, merely giving you a grunt in greeting

He only realized you were wearing golf when he turned to give you your bag

The only thing hiding his blush was the natural pink to his skin

The one time he was thankful to be a piglin

"You ready to go Tech?"

"Yeah, let's go"

Shrugging off the rather blunt statement you take your bag from the piglin and follow him out into the snow

It wasn't a long walk, maybe like five minuets, but it felt so much longer in the silence

He wouldn't even look at you, did you put your armour on backwards? Or maybe he didnt like it? He was joking with you not to long ago, why was he so grumpy now?

Boy only if you knew

The entire walk has staring forward st the growing portal

The shine in your armour occasionally breaking his peripheral vision made him grind his teeth

Sure he's seen you with the occasional gold boots or bracers on, but a full set of gold?

The voices seemed just as excited as he was, if not more

'Their so pretty!!'

'Hold them'

'They look cold give them your cape'

'No they'll get to hot in the nether'

'All ours all ours all ours-'

His mouth was practically watering

By the time you got to the portal you had just accepted the strange man was being strange again

You noticed that occasionally he just, shuts down, whether it be the voices or the headaches or just being in a bad mood

Now it was your job to put him back into a good one! That's what friends did after all

Helping you step up into the portal the piglin was quick to follow

[spicy-apple-pie]

Hey motherfuckers more Cassandra Jones Headcanons

Y’all already know the drill. Here’s more Cass with specific turtles

Raph

I talked about them before, and they’re still best friends.

They go out patrolling the streets together at night

When she first came to the Hamato Clan, she didn’t know how to interact with them, but she knew how to train.

So Raph was the first turtle she bonded with

It started out with them being workout buddies. But one day Raph notices Cass is not being her normal yelling self and suggests they take a breather. Raph takes her down the lazy river

She’s like “what do you do?” He’s like “nothing, you just lay here and let the water take you.”

She eventually gets the hang of it.

Now they’re either training together or having a spa day. Facials, painting their nails, foot baths, you name it.

They deserve it

Mikey

Mikey was the second turtle she really bonded with. Because he’s Mikey.

She was really off put by how touchy he is, she was never given physical affection before

So when Mikey goes in for a hug for the first time, her first instinct is to flip him onto his back. She’s really defensive at first. But then super apologetic.

Mikey gives her a heads up now. But that heads up is literally him saying “I’m going to hug you.” And then he’s hugging her

She fucking loves Mikey’s cooking.

The foot clan never really had family meals, just a cafeteria type thing where you have to fight and defend to get something decent to eat.

So when Mikey comes up to her after a sleepover and is like “how do you want your eggs?” She’s like “there’s different ways to make eggs?” The foot clan always scrambled them, but she discovers that she prefers her eggs runny and sunny side up.

She’s not allowed in the kitchen without Mikey tho (not uncommon, Mikey is very protective of his kitchen)

She is so protective of him.

But not in the Raph way, but in a way that enables him.

Mikey is the only one, other than April, that’s able to force her to naps.

He sees her struggling to stay awake and instantly he’s stretched out on her lap. She knows this is Mikey trying to get her to nap, and she will insist she’s fine. But Mikey knows better. He insists that he needs a nap and her lap in the best place to snooze.

If it was any of the other turtles, she would kick them off. But not Mikey

Leo

Leo loves to push Cass’s buttons

When Casey Jr tells them that she’s his mom, he calls her mom to annoy her.

Eventually, it just becomes a thing where she just gets the nickname Mom.

They’re both super competitive so everything is silently a competition.

They once had a silent yawning competition. They thought no one else noticed. But they did.

The most siblings ever.

If they pass each other in the hallways, they’ll call the other a bitch without blinking an eye.

Leo was distrustful of Cass after Shredder. Sure she might have won the hearts of Dad, April, Raph, and Mikey, but him and Donnie aren’t going to fall for that shit.

Splinter forced him to invite her to hang out with him. She definitely felt the distrust, which stressed her the fuck out.

Once Leo understood her more, he felt really bad for putting that on her. He was a lot more opening and welcoming to her

Donnie

The last to trust Cass.

He was really cold towards her, even by his own standards.

It changed when Cass got a virus on her computer.

He fixed it for her and found out she was trying to download Minecraft for free and that’s how she got the virus.

So he also gives her Minecraft and adds her to their server, he doesn’t tell this to Cass she only finds out when she gets home

Donnie tries to help her with her homework, but he’s not a very good teacher.

He does the thing when you get an answer wrong, he just repeats back the question but louder.

Which just makes Cass yell at him back

It just gets louder and louder until the whole lair can hear them

They’re not allowed to do homework without some sort of supervision to mediate. The mediator is most often April

Cass likes to just watch him work sometimes, so she picks up a few things

She’s really good at saudering

Sometimes Donnie just gives her a metal sheet and lets her go at it.

She’s like a giant Rubber Duck when she’s in the room. If something is not working, Donnie will try to explain it to Cass and eventually he’ll figure it out

And yeah that’s basically it. I’m thinking about making a Capril specific post, and I probably will because I have no self control. But yeah.

[eveofwriting]

[Since my body genuinely hates me right now and I have a cold, I’m going off track a bit and posting shit that’s been sitting in the back of my mind. Welcome to the Eve Theatre, where the art of unrequested writing shines like the sun!]

Yandere Izuocha General Headcanons

★ Separately, they’re both very soft on their darling even though they are very strong in general.

★ Uraraka is more down to earth than Midoriya, Midoriya definitely is more delusional, not saying Midoriya is completely out of it, though.

★ Both would be totally determined to win you over.

★ If Ochaco and Izuku were already dating when they fell in love with you, they would A, already know each other’s yandere tendencies, and B, take way less time agreeing to share.

★ They probably would have noticed each other staring at you, honestly.

★ I think Izuocha would be some of the most tame yandere’s to have, mostly because murder would be at the very very bottom of their solution lists.

★ Another thing Izu and Ocha have in common is the fact they’re obsessive, they WILL treat you like royalty.

★ Like most of the yanderes I write for, they will kidnap their darling, but in their case, they may just kidnap you right off the bat, due to them both being very protective and easily worried.

★ They totally baby you.

★ Also, I can see both of them having cute pet names for their darling.

★ If you’re a hero, they may call you things relating to your hero name, like for instance, if you had some sort of suction cup quirk, maybe your hero name is popsicle stick, (I’m pulling shit out of my ass, leave me be) they might call you nicknames like “sweet treat” or nicknames so sugary and sweet that it’d kill a diabetic reader. If you were just a random ass civilian they saw, (sometimes yanderes just have an instinct from what i’ve gotten out of some requests and posts) they’ll just call you something like “bunny” or “sundae.”

★ But no yandere post is complete without lightly mentioning punishments.

★ For what they consider light punishments, (I’ll specify if requested), they would likely just lecture the shit out of you.

★ For extreme punishments, they still likely wouldn’t resort to violence. Isolation in the basement would work just fine. A week with nothing but a mattress, and Deku bringing in food and water silently, they’ll likely be begging for attention by the end of it. If they beg nicely enough, maybe Deku would give in and decide they’ve suffered enough! After all, Izuku and Ochaco were probably getting really antsy because they didn’t have their darling to greet them when they got home from work.

★ While Ochaco and Izuku wouldn’t harm you, I cannot say the same for any unfortunate soul who makes you upset. He’d make sure they got the message to never upset you again.

★ Of course being upset by someone else requires a looser leash, which would eventually be given after a month or two if you’ve been good.

★ They’d let you come to the grocery store with them, but first they’d probably make it apparent that they found you, since your family probably already put out a missing person report.

★ If someone like a league member saw how close Izuku and Ochaco had gotten you, they might try and take you for ransom or just to get an upperhand on the heroes.

★ There’d be absolutely no mercy for the group, Izuku and Ochaco probably would find you within two or three days, once they realize you didn’t just escape.

★ When Izuku faces the bastards who took you, none of them will make it out safely. He’d use as much of One For All as he can, that’s if he hadn’t already mastered 100% in this scenario, which I assume he has.

★ Ochaco would definitely get you out of there first and leave most of the fighting to Izu, for the best.

★ Overall, Izuku and Ochaco wouldn’t be bad yanderes, but try to be good for them, won’t you?

★ Stockholm Syndrome is such an ugly term, after all.