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ducknotinarow · 7 months ago

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MM Mikey - Have you ever ... wondered if your jokes are actually funny or not

| send my muse ��have you evers’ and they have to answer truthfully!

When it came time to sign up for classes Mikey was beyond delighted to see how many of the drama classes still have a spot for him to join in on. Of course he signed up for the improve club but that was only an after school club and they only met like twice a week at best. April filled him in on the fact that the drama classes did a lot of improv in them. Something the teacher just had all her classes do even her theatre tech classes. An automatic already a green flag to the orange banded turtle. Grateful they had April to help with all this stuff.

And he fell in love with the class room alone on his first day. It was wide and open, posters of plays everywhere. No tables in the room just soft bean bag chairs, a couch and some old looking chairs like Dad's back in the lair. There was even a small stage at the far back of the room. Surround with simple cardboard sets. A few racks of costumes as well.

Mikey just felt like it was exactly how he imagined it would be if he ever gave into the temptation of thinking about it enough to imagine it.

Much like his first steps into the building he was welcomed by everyone warmly. Of course, people grew excited seeing one of the heros who saved the city. Sure he know at one point that was kind of the whole drive for their plan. Save the city so everyone would love them enough to look past the whole mutant thing. But now? Now they were in. They were accepted! They were in school! He had a locker! Something actually all his own. So sure they knew he could kick butt along side his brothers but now? Now Mikey had to show them what he was made of, what made Mikey well Mikey. And he was pretty confident on what his 'thing' was this whole time. Being funny, thinking on the spot, improv that was his thing! Leo even said it.

Leo was right about Raph being super strong the muscle of the four of them. About Donnie being the brains of thier team he knows it annoys Donnie that theybviwe him as tech support in a sense but how can they not when he is able to fix all that stuff or come up with good plans? And they would never admit it willing to Leo. But, Leo was someone they depended on and in serious matters knew could get them out of anything.

And Leo said Mikey was an expert at improv. So that had to be right. Leo was right about the others after all. Mikey held on to all of that belief as the bell rung and the class started. The teacher called attetion to her self and directed everyone to form a circle in the room. Expressing they were starting with warm ups. Mikey felt a swell of pride when he was picked to lead them today.

A few to warm up voices, tounge twisters to help not trip over words and even some limb shake outs. As the lead for the day he even got to pick the improve games they got todo. They did some basic runs of 'what are you doing' and 'hitch hiker' and went to end off with Mikey's personal favorite. 'Honey may you'

Mikey was often a easy target for other kids. Just always so happy and in a good vibe that he always ended up laughing no matter what they did. But it also meant Mikey had a chance of taking a turn right away as well. Near bouncing on the balls of his feet as one kid came over his way. They did a crab walk towards him and put on a good crusty sounding voice earning not only Mikeys laugh but others as well so it was his turn now.

Mikey jumped into the middle of the circle landing right on his hands. Years of ninja training coming in handy as he walked over and held out his foot to shake hands with his choice of kid to make laugh. But the reaction he got was well none existent. Mikey just laughed it off and tried again hoping that would help of he just laid on it thickly. Still nothing.

He moved to stand, still his turn but suddenly he wasn't so sure, as the lights slowly dimmed to nothing but a spot light shining down on him as he slowly felt like his tongue was getting tangled with his braces trying to just think but he’s not meant to think. He just gotta go with it like Mondo would tell him to do. It found it hard to breath suddenly like his shell was caving in from being crushed all over again. Feeling at his neck trying to claw at his scales. Eyes shut closed till he snapped them open. Breathing hard gripping at his bed sheets as he just stared up at the top of the pipe he used to make his bed.

“Mikey you okay?”

Mikeys eyes shifted their gaze over to Raph who looked maybe as panicked as Mikey felt. He could hear Leo and Donnie’s voices just behind Raph seeming to also be just as worried and concerned about their brother. But Mikey found it in him to offer up a hearty laugh as he moved to sit up. “Man you should see the look on your face Raph. I can’t believe I got you.” He taunted a bit, watching Leo and Donnie both offer their own annoyed reactions. A mumbling of words a roll of eyes as they went back to getting ready. Well Raph just glared at Mikey clearly mad that Mikey worried him for a laugh. So Mikey sat up and gently patted the muscular shoulder of the hot head.

“Thanks for being a good sport Raph, I wanna practice my emoting skills and seems I’m getting pretty good.” That seemed enough to get Raph to just playful shove Mikey back down to his bed before he jumped down to head to the kitchen. Mikey contained to laugh till he was sure his brothers all left letting it slowly die down. Running his hands over his face. He was a good actor just not in the ways he wanted to be.

#muse| hamato michelangelo #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #have you ever meme #meme reply #meme answers #ic reply #stay queued #((He dose question it he feels like it's his thing but is it?))#((Leo was right about raph and don and he knows Leo's thing but what if that isn't really what he's good at then what?))

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viciousrocket · 7 months ago

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Private vs Public Knowledge:

Public/General Knowledge

Vicious right side of his face is marred up by claw marks when the helmet is removed

Vicious does have a Key Stone, and can mega evolve, its keep on him at all times. He doesn't usually mega-evolve though, usually saving it to make others back down or if he taking a fight seriously. Usually his size, Helmet and Pokemon are enough to get what he wants.

Vicious is very curious about things, especially if it's used in battle. he wants to know how it works and if he can use it or how to counter it if used against him.

His civilian clothes are rather plain compared to his work outfit, a purplish pink long sleeve shirt (look up his concept art if you are curious), boots and cargo pants. After his injury he started wearing sunglasses as well.

Vicious has a well toned body, and works hard to keep it in shape (there is a reason he can pull off spandex), and is a strong melee fighter.

He almost always is wearing his glasses or his helmet, good luck seeing him without either.

His biggest Vices are drinking and smoking, though he will almost never get drunk in a public setting.

Semi-Private Knowledge (aka only people who known him for a while or are close to him would know)

Vicious actually takes good care of his pokemon making sure they are getting the correct diet and exercise needed to be in top condition

His pokemon are not shadow pokemon, despite seeming similar to them, he has alter the balls after the events of 4ever so they keep the power-up but don't get consumed by darkness.

Vicious mood often dictates who he reactions to things, some days things don't bother him, others he's throwing you into ground for the exact same thing.

Vicious is a workaholic, often staying overnight and napping in his office instead of going home, hates being idle and prefers to keep himself busy.

Vicious relationship with Rocket and Giovanni is complicated on the good days, don't ask about bad days, let's just say no one has a good time.

Vicious will more or less leave kids and teens alone when working unless they start to be a problem then he will treat them as a threat, he doesn't see the appeal of beating up a bunch of small brats, he has better fish to fry if he wants to let off steam.

Vicious likes to work on small project in his down time, often tweaking his darkballs or repairing mechanical things, he owns a motorcycle he has restored from being a piece of junk but rarely uses it unless he is off duty

He isn't good at socializing and even will attempt to shy away from it if he feels people are getting too close to him.

Private Knowledge ( you are pretty much dating or been fully adopted by this man)

Vicious's vision on his right side was badly damage to the point he uses tech to help make up and improve his limited vision on that side.

He was engaged and has a kid who is about 15ish years old. He's never met them, nor does he know what they look like or named. He will never talk about it more than that, even with booze in his system.

He is inflicted with the shadow curse (same thing that causes Shadow Pokemon) which caused the events of the 4ever movie, which that incident partly cured him enough to regain his own mind from the darkness, he wasn't fully cured and struggles with it day to day bases.

His Weavile is his starter techically, he never registered as a trainer and never bother to do the gym challenge as a kid. He got him and Scyther(now a Scizor) during his University days

Vicious has issues with relationships both platonic and romantic and is skeptical when approach for either or, often assuming the other wants something from him or they will just get disappointed with him and leave.

#Vicious headcannons

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rendevousz · 4 years ago

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freak

avengers x teen!fem!reader

summary: you get captured during a mission and the team saves you.

warnings: language, violence, brief misogyny, torture, **NO sexual assault (because as i was proofreading, i only implied most of the torture scenes because i didn't want to write it in graphic detail and i realised the vague wordings might be misinterpreted as sexual assault which IT IS NOT, just clearing it up), and also again, my inability to write good endings

word count: 4589

notes: i just rewatched iron man 2 so that explains justin hammer LMAO also ooc justin hammer because even tho mans evil, he gets extremely um.. cruel here but anyways i hope you enjoy this!!

you were 13 when you first met the avengers and 16 when you officially joined. you grew up as one of HYDRA's experimented children and the team had found you when they raided the base that you were in.

a small, sickly-looking kid you were, sat against your cell wall, hugging your knees. 13 but you could probably pass off as a 10 year old due to how malnourished and miserable you were. burying your head in between your knees, you covered your ears as the loud gunshot noises filled the whole place. the metal door of your cell slamming open against the wall had you whimpering, hands above your head in fear.

every time the door slammed open, guards would come drag you out for more experiments so it was an instinct for you to cower in fear at the sound.

"last room in the west hall, i found a little girl."

you heard nothing because you were covering your ears, preparing yourself to be forcefully dragged by the guards to the experiment room. but it never came.

"hey," a soft voice called. you were violently shaking at this point, breathing heavily as you tried to calm down. "hey, it's okay." the voice called out again and you felt them touch your shoulders.

your head immediately jolted up, flinching away from the stranger's touch. your eyes met a blue pair as you backed away into the corner in fear. "i'm sorry! i'm sorry, i didn't mean to." the man apologised. you slowly looked up at him, observing him. he had on a full black outfit, a quiver of arrows slinging on his shoulder and he was holding onto a bow.

"don't be scared. i'm here to help," he states with his hands out, as if to calm you down. "that's what they all say." you hissed through gritted teeth and a tear-stained face, glaring at him even though that could've been a very wrong move had it been with an actual HYDRA guard.

despite the strange feeling of being safe around this man, you didn't let your guard down. that's exactly what those scientists said seven years ago. trusting kind-looking men got you into this hell you never thought you would ever escape from and you weren't going to make the same mistake again.

"clint," a red-headed female, also in all black, entered through the open door of your cell with her pistol up. at the sight of the weapon, you broke your glare towards the man. your breathing quickened and you went back to your original position before the archer came; body pressed up against your knees and covering your ears with your palms.

"i'm sorry! i'm sorry! i'll come! please don't use that on me again," you whimpered, voice muffled as your face was hidden against your knees. the woman freezes mid-walk, looking at her friend with a bewildered expression.

"nat! put that away!" clint whispered harshly, eyes glaring at the pistol in nat's hands. nat's jaw dropped in realisation, a small gasp leaving her lips as she immediately put away her weapon.

she slowly makes her way to you and clint puts his arm out before she could get closer. he looks at her with a worried expression as he shook his head, as if telling her that she can't get too close to you. nat nods understandingly, crouching down a distance from you.

"hey," she spoke softly. "i promise you that we're not here to hurt you." you kept your face hidden from her, still hugging your legs tightly. nat sighs before sitting down.

"here, let's introduce ourselves. i'm nat and this right here is clint." you hear her speak and when you slowly lifted up your head, you saw the both of them sitting down in front of you, seeming to have made themselves at home in your pathetic cell. "what's your name?"

name? you had never been able to use your name before. you always kept your own name deep in your heart despite no one ever using it, afraid you would forget it if you stopped thinking of it. the only name they ever called you here was 'number five'.

"y/n," you whispered, still doubtful about these people's intentions. you almost burst out crying when you said your name out loud. that was the first time you introduced yourself with your actual name and not the number you were given ever since you were captured.

nat must have noticed this because she immediately spoke up, trying to distract you from your consuming thoughts. "y/n...that's a pretty name for a pretty girl like you. how old are you, y/n?" she asks again.

you contemplated once more but decided it was fine. you knew you were probably going to regret trusting these two strangers but what could be worse than what HYDRA has been doing to you for years?

"13," you muttered, looking down at your lap. you were now timidly seated cross-legged, playing with the tattered hem of your shorts. you heard a small gasp from one of them and looked up to see clint with his jaw dropped.

the two adults were both thinking of the same thing. how could you be 13? you were so small and sickly-looking, they didn't even think you were older than ten, let alone an early teen.

"i know you're scared and you have all the reasons in the world to be, but i promise you, we're here to help. we'll get you out of here, only if you trust us. will you trust us?" nat says. your mind was conflicted. you were either going to finally get out of this hellhole or you were going to be taken somewhere even worse than here. but could anywhere really be worse than here?

you decided to take a leap of faith and trust these two strangers. that decision had to have been the best decision you've ever made in your life.

you were now 18, an official avenger and you had the most amazing family you could've ever asked for. they were a bit on the crazier side but could you really have a normal family when said family consisted of superheroes? but you weren't complaining. you loved these people.

they were the ones who took care of you when you thought you had no one. having been a HYDRA experiment, you had abilities the normal human didn't. said ability being shapeshifting and healing. that's why you became an avenger. your shapeshifting ability was essential during missions where you had to sneak in and you being able to heal others was crucial when medic wasn't able to be there on time.

you pretty much came along to every mission despite the adults saying you don't have to. you knew they were only doing that to protect you from dangers of all those missions but how could you not when you had such abilities? they'd be much better with you helping.

that was why you were here, in bulgaria, fighting alongside the team. well, just steve, nat, clint, bucky and tony.

justin hammer had managed to get his hands on a type of out-of-this-planet weapon that tony was also trying to retrieve, and he had big plans with it. hence why the avengers had to come where hammer had wrecked havoc in; sofia, bulgaria. he had upgraded his robots with the tech used for the stolen weapon.

with evil robots attacking the whole city, it felt like you were living the story that wanda told you of what happened in sokovia before you met the avengers.

an hour passed before all of the robots had finally been taken down and you all knew you had to get to hammer before he activates more robots to distract you guys and uses the weapon for bad things.

"tony, have you located hammer?" steve's voice sounded in your ear through the comms. you had just finished healing the nasty gash on clint's side, nat's cut on her forehead and the bruises all over bucky. you were feeling significantly weaker now, from the amount of healing you did. you stumbled slightly when you walked and bucky immediately held onto your arm. "doll, are you okay?"

"i'm fine, buck. nothing i haven't dealt with before," you told him, gently removing his grip on your arm, walking back to the quinjet.

"no, absolutely not. we are not sending y/n right into a death trap. she's not even strong enough right now, she just finished healing us."

you were all back at the compound now and planning a second attack on justin hammer.

"it's not a death trap, buck. and i know you're worried but she's the only choice we got. y/n, all you gotta do is sneak in as one of his henchmen and provide entrance for us. once we get in, we'll take all his guards down and get that weapon from hammer and we won't have to worry about his world domination plans anymore. it'll be over as soon as it starts and she'll be back safe with us. sound good, y/n/n?"

"yeah, sure." you agreed, already having a person in mind that you were going to change yourself to.

the plan had gone just as steve wanted and they managed to raid justin hammer's building, tony stealing the very item that could've aided in the massacre of millions. justin and his henchmen managed to escape the building before the avengers could catch them.

"well, that was anticlimactic," tony scoffs, already making his way to the quinjet. "but good job, y/n. you saved the day once again."

he expected to hear a laugh from you, like you usually did, being the only one who ever responds to him after missions. but instead he was met with silence. "kid?" still no answer.

"y/n, where are you?" steve panicked, finally realising that you were the only one who hasn't responded in a hot minute. "y/n/n, this isn't funny." he breathed out.

"she's...she's gone."

"well, well, well," a voice spoke right as you woke up from your slumber. you squinted, noticing that you were in some sort of dark room with only one light bulb right above you. "what do we have here?"

a figure walks right in the light and you could barely make out justin hammer's ugly face with how dizzy you felt. "if it isn't the little freak." he states condescendingly, smirking down at your helpless position, both wrists and ankles cuffed onto the metal chair you were sat on. you struggled against the restraints, trying to get free but to no avail.

your breathing quickened, your current vulnerable state reminding you of your later years in HYDRA. they had started off experimenting on you on a metal gurney but as you grew older, you realised that what they were doing to you was bad so you started fighting back. that ended you up on a metal restraint chair instead of the gurney, strapped to the chair with cuffs on your wrists and ankles.

this felt like deja vu. the same panic you felt, the same breathing difficulties, the same amount of effort put into trying to get out of the restraints. "you should know, princess, that that doesn't work." hammer chuckled, a fake pout on his lips as he crouched in front of you, a rough hand on your cheek. you instinctively jerked away from his touch, to which he paid no mind to because he had expected that. he then grabbed your chin harshly, turning your head up towards him. you glared at him.

"you think i didn't know what you did? snuck in as one of my men using your freaky powers? not to mention useless. imagine having powers but not being able to use them to even escape from mere humans," he laughs in your face, harshly letting go of your chin, throwing your head backwards. "you tell me where stark planned to bring the weapon and i'll let you pretty little thing go."

"no."

before you could even comprehend, his fist came flying at your face and your head dropped to the side at the impact. your left cheekbone was throbbing and you could already tell you were gonna have a black eye. despite the pain, it wasn't something you weren't used to. you were an avenger, after all. getting decked in the face was practically in the contract.

he grabbed your chin once again, pulling your head upwards to face him. "you're gonna tell me where it is or i'm gonna make you regret it."

you looked up at him with a bored look. he punched you again. and again. and again. until you could taste the blood on your tongue. "think you wanna tell me now, sweetheart?"

"never. not to someone like you."

the man seemed to get a kick out of beating you up because he punched you again in the face. your whole face was pretty much numb now and the metallic taste in your mouth intensified. you smirked at the man before you, chuckling darkly.

"sure, beat up the helpless girl. that's the only way you can beat me, right? when i'm all tied up? what a man,"

his hand was around your throat within a second and he forced you to look him in the eyes again. "sweetheart, you're a girl. tied or not, you're still weak. not even with that useless power of yours."

taking advantage of how close his face was to yours, you gathered as much bloody saliva in your mouth before spitting it in his face.

it was very much the wrong thing to do because after he wiped off his face, he left the room and two men came in, various tools in hand for their fun with you.

"stark! my buddy! how's it going?" justin hammer's face appeared on the screen in the conference room, where the avengers were having a meeting about your possible whereabouts.

"where is she?!" wanda growled, standing up abruptly.

"what ever do you mean?" hammer smirked, feigning innocence. "you know what we mean. where is she?" steve spoke authoritatively, trying to control his anger at the sight of the man's face.

"i'll tell you where your thing is if you tell me where my thing is." he smiled wickedly. this caused wanda to get angrier. "y/n is not a thing! and the weapon was never yours in the first place!" vision held onto her to calm her down and it worked because she sat back down, though still glaring at the screen.

"oh she's not a thing? seems like it to me, though." he smirked and the team frowned, not understanding what he meant until they heard screams and justin's smirk widening at the sound. what a sick bastard. "what are you doing to her?!" bucky screamed, knocking his chair back as he stood up.

"i don't know, you tell me." he chuckles, and the screen changes to the live footage of you in the restraint chair with the two men in the room.

you were no longer fighting back now, just sat limply with your head dropped to the side. the first hour with them, you had been fighting back like you did with justin, despite the restraints, but now entering the second hour, you were too exhausted for anything.

your left eye had been swollen shut, you could barely breathe through your nose, your cheeks were throbbing like hell and your bottom lip was busted. your head was the only thing that moved freely when hit so the men seemed to find satisfaction the most when they punched you in the face. though that didn't stop them from inflicting pain on other parts of you.

"let her go, she's just a kid!" sam exclaimed, his grip on the edge of the table tightening to control his anger. peter and wanda were crying looking at the awful state you were in, clint, tony and bruce were silent in shock, steve and bucky were getting increasingly angry as the abuse continued.

"are you going to tell us where stark is keeping the weapon or have you not gotten enough?" one of the two men was heard asking, pulling your hair back to make you look up at him. you look at with your half-opened right eye, breathing heavily. "my answer's never gonna change no matter how many times you ask."

he scoffs, stepping back before the other man swings a bat right at your stomach. the air was immediately knocked out of your lung. the men laughed as you coughed up blood profusely. this caused wanda to get more hysterical.

"well, looks like she wants more. i'll call back when she's had enough. toodles," he waves his fingers at the camera with a sinister smirk before abruptly ending the call.

the room went silent after the call, save for bucky and sam breathing heavily from the anger they felt. bucky then turned to steve, pain could be seen on his face. "you said she would be safe."

"i–i'm sorry, buck. i didn't know he was gonna take her with him." steve was still frozen in shock, the image of you on the chair now permanently ingrained in his brain. in everyone's brains actually.

"guys, gear up, he's in colorado."

all heads turned towards natasha and she looked back at them with a 'what?' expression. "you were tracking him down the whole time?"

"um, duh? now come on, gotta save our girl."

you awoke to a stinging sensation on your inner forearm. after your bloody coughing fit, they proceeded to beat you up again and you were knocked out then. now you were slowly regaining consciousness but you were starting to prefer being passed out. your whole body was in pain and the fact that you couldn't even move made it even worse.

"oh, lookie here. sleeping beauty is up." you were met once again with justin hammer's ugly face. he was sitting on a chair perpendicular to your left side. you couldn't wait to get out of here so you didn't have to keep seeing his face every time you woke up. your inner forearm was stinging even more now so you looked down at it. you gasped at the sight.

"how'd you like my artwork?" he chuckled at your reaction. there on your arm, obviously carved out with the bloody knife that the asshole was so proudly holding on to, was 'FREAK'. carved out big and bold. on your skin. "pretty fitting, eh? freak? because, you know, that's what you are."

the blood was seeping out through the cuts and it stung even more now that it had been exposed to the air. the asshole moved his chair to your other side. "what should i write on this arm?" he feigns a thinking expression, looking up thoughtfully with his thumb and pointer finger on his chin.

"please, i–i don't know where tony put it. i really don't." you cried, tears now flowing freely down your face without a shame.

he looks at you with amusement. "what is this? are you...are you giving up already? can't take anymore?" he smirks and you sigh, closing your eyes. you just awoke but you were exhausted. so, so exhausted.

he takes out his phone, the smirk now permanent on his ugly face. "stark! kid's finally had enough. wanna tell me where the weapon is now or do you want to find her body at the bottom of the ocean?"

you couldn't even be bothered to react to his statement. the pain all finally registered and you were tired. tired and in excruciating pain.

"kinda busy right now, can you call back later?" you could hear tony's voice sound from justin's phone and the man beside you laughed. "i see you don't care for the girl. what could possibly be more important than saving her?"

"i don't know, you tell me." a voice said from behind you two and before you knew it, hammer was knocked off the chair he was on. you weakly turned your head just in time to see a metal arm force hammer up onto his feet before wrapping around his neck. "don't you fucking touch her again."

"y/n!" you heard wanda's voice as she entered the room with peter. more tears flowed down your face at the sight of them, stinging when they rolled past the cuts on your face but that didn't matter. your family was finally here to save you.

you saw the red mist of wanda's powers surround your cuffs before they clicked open. "oh, bubs, i'm so sorry." she cried, both hands hovering around your face, hesitating to touch you in fear of hurting you. her eyes fell onto the words carved out onto your skin and her mouth fell open before covering it with her hand. "i'm so sorry we couldn't get to you sooner." peter's voice cracked and you could tell he was emotional.

"it's okay," you told them, giving them a small smile, the biggest one you could give in your current state.

tony, sam and steve entered the room to see bucky relentlessly beating up your captor and wanda and peter standing by you as you cried.

"cupcake, we're here now. don't cry, you're safe now." tony came closer and despite knowing that you were because your family was finally here, you couldn't help but let out all the pent up emotions you've kept throughout your time of captivity.

sam had a go at justin once bucky was done and steve had to physically pry them both off of the sick bastard so that nat could cuff him and bring him back to the jet.

"y/n/n, i'm so sorry. if i hadn't–"

"it's okay, stevie." you cut him off. truthfully, you only did so because you knew he was going to giving a long-winded explanation justifying his actions and your headache couldn't bear to hear lengthy sentences. but you also didn't think it was in any way his fault so he didn't deserve to be beating himself up for this. shit happens, anyway.

"let's get you out of here, doll." bucky says, cringing when he sees the blood on the floor of your chair, as well as on your clothes. he quickly reaches to lift you off the chair but stops when you let out an ear-piercing scream of pain. "doll, i'm so sorry! did i hurt you?!" bucky questions in panic.

"y–you didn't, they did. it...it hurts everywhere," you cried, feeling hopeless that you couldn't even bear being carried by someone, let alone get up by yourself. their hearts broke when you said that. you never really cried much in front of them and you were known to withstand pain well because of how much shit HYDRA put you in as well as your powers being healing, meaning you had a higher pain tolerance than most people.

"it's okay, bubs. i got you. let's get you home, alright?" wanda's calming voice broke you out of your breakdown and red mist surrounded your whole body, wanda moving you with her powers. you were thankful of that because it didn't cause any more pain to your body.

maybe hammer was right. maybe you are just a freak with useless powers. wanda floated you into the jet and she set you down on the bed. "y/n, oh my god!" clint cried out once he sees you. you looked much worse than you did on hammer's camera footage during the call an hour ago. "kid, i'm so sorry."

"clint, take the wheel. bruce doesn't have all the resources needed. she needs to be treated ASAP." nat tells her best friend and he nods, taking the wheel and immediately taking off once everyone had boarded.

you were laid on the bed, right eye slightly open as bruce examined you. exhaustion hit you like a truck and before you knew it, you blacked out.

"how is she, doc?"

"pretty banged up but y/n, as i already knew, is a strong girl. lots of internal bleeding, broken bones, bruises and scars but she'll be fine. you can check her file later if you want," doctor cho tells tony outside of your room. "it's fine, can we see her?" he asks on behalf of the whole team standing behind him.

"yeah, of course! she woke up five minutes ago. i'll be off now, call me or my team if you need anything." she bids goodbye and left the group of superheroes.

steve slowly opens the door and there you were in bed, staring up at the ceiling. "hey, y/n/n," he greets sheepishly, feeling as though he had interrupted your alone time of blankly staring at the ceiling. the team trailed in behind him and soon your bed was surrounded by the avengers.

"hi, cupcake."

you looked away from the ceiling and turned your head towards tony. "oh, hey tones." you smile as sam helps you sit up while the rest sat on chairs all around you. "how you feeling, bub?" nat asks, eyes flickering down to the bold scarring of letters on your forearm.

"as okay as i can be." you answered truthfully, pressing your inner forearm closer to your body so the team doesn't see the letters carved onto your skin. you already know what you are, you didn't need the rest thinking so too.

"you're not a freak, bubs."

you look up at wanda. "i'm sorry, i didn't mean to read your mind. but they were awfully loud. you're not a freak, y/n. and you're not useless too. that bastard may have carved out that word onto your skin but the scar will fade. it's not permanent. you know why? because that's not what you are." she tells you, taking off her jacket to wrap it around you because you felt self conscious of the scars all over your arms where the team could see.

"yeah, doll. you're an amazing person and your powers help us so much. i mean, you saved millions just helping us get the weapon back from justin hammer. if you hadn't, well, who knows what could've been happening right now?" he places a gentle hand at the side of your head, stroking your hair.

"yeah and who heals us when we get really hurt during missions, huh? i mean, if you hadn't healed that stab wound i got during that mission in new mexico, i probably wouldn't even be here at this moment." clint tells you and you roll your eyes at him. "you're exaggerating."

"i am not!" he laughed and you playfully rolled your eyes once again.

"y/n/n, i'm really sorry for—"

"i don't wanna hear it, stevie."

"but–"

"no. it's not your fault. shit happens." you brush him off. "lang–"

"you say language to me, i'll blame this shit on you even when it's not your fault. try me, rogers." you glare at the blond super soldier. he raises his arms in surrender, leaning back on his chair as the team laughs.

the team continue to entertain you and you couldn't help but smile at the sight in front of you. these were the people who would drop anything for you and were willing to dropkick any asshole in the face for hurting you. justin hammer never had a chance against your family to begin with.

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luckyspacerabbit · 3 years ago

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Can I have 33, 39, 43, and 50 for both Dan Hyun and Jade? 👀

ahh it would mean the world to me ;_; thank you dear steph! A shooting star for you 🌠🌠 hehe

Dan Hyun☄

﹝33. What skills do they have that are a surprise to the people around them?﹞

Her actual combat execution always comes as a surprise to people, despite the fact that she's a soldier. I think because of how she delegates and carries herself, people assume that on the field she'll bring up the rear of the squad and operate at a distance. That's before she comes crashing into them with full-tech armor, yelling like a complete foghorn. Fun related excerpt from her dossier that features one of her related combat formations:

Hammer- Offensive- Dan Hyun takes point, making herself the biggest and loudest target on the field. Companions flank from behind, forming a triangular point that is meant to barrel through enemy lines. Upon tech armor detonation, the entire team swings forward, crumbling enemy defenses.

﹝39. Do they keep around any sentimental items?﹞

Her mom's pearl earring and Kai's dog tags! (I had the earring as a ruby before but I've retconned them for character themeing <3 ). She wore the pearl set to a friend's birthday party (that she wasn't supposed to go to) and lost one in the heat of the disaster. Her mom graciously repurposed it into a simple necklace for her, so sometimes you can spot it around her neck. Her N7 dog tags were originally made for Kai, before he was listed KIA and thus never took his exam. Anderson pulled some strings to save the digits, in hopes of motivating Dan Hyun to later undergo the N7 qualifying exam. It clearly worked. If it's not around her neck, it's resting on her nearby desk.

﹝43. Which version of the Normandy do they like best?﹞

Definitely the SR2. She absolutely hated it when she boarded initially-- All her life, her blood had run Alliance blue. Seeing that dreadful Cerberus orange sickened her. I think of all people, she was the most surprised to realize on the SR3 just how much she missed the SR2. She'd come to associate it with not just her close friends and confidantes, but her squad. Her team, brave enough to splinter from one of the most dangerous terrorists in the galaxy to take down the reapers on their terms. She'd fallen in love on the SR2. Watched the dead come back to life. Formed a community. And experienced one of the biggest betrayals of her life. The SR2 was unforgettable-- and she missed it more than anything.

﹝50. Is your Shepard indoctrinated?﹞

Damn, she might be! I definitely subscribe to reaper tech being a part of Dan Hyun meaning there is some level of indoctrination surrounding her. There's a certain range of difficulty to saying no to her that increases as Me3 goes on, an enamouring dreamlike guidance that brings her back and back to the Reapers. But in the good end, (the end which her loved ones remain alive) her will is strong. It takes dedication, but she can refuse the urges when she's kept close with the people she loves. The silence that comes with the destroy ending is so freeing.

Jade✃

﹝33. What skills do they have that are a surprise to the people around them?﹞

She has near perfect memory. Whether it's an offhand comment from five years ago, or jeopardy facts from the year 2177, Jade has it down pat. Her Aunts from the salon used to reward her with orange hard candies if she could guess trivia answers on the fly, something that went on to catch people off guard when she replied with obscure answers to their questions. Also? Huge movie nerd for oft rerun westerns. She'll pepper in dialogue from country star greats on any occasion. It turns out killing time by watching TV doesn't melt your brain!

﹝39. Do they keep around any sentimental items?﹞

No. The one thing Jade keeps is the necklace she's had since she was a baby: but even that isn't sentimental. It's an endless question to which she swears she doesn't want the answer to: Just who her birth parents were and why they left her on the doorstep of that salon.

﹝43. Which version of the Normandy do they like best?﹞

She's only been on the Normandy SR-3, but it's definitely her favorite edition. The original Normandy would have been too polished and official for her. Normandy SR-2? Well, too chummy, too fast (Not to mention all that drama with Shepard and some of Jade's operatives). The Normandy SR-3 is the perfect mix of scrappily put together, mixed with just enough awkward tension that keeps everyone apart enough to get things done.

﹝50. Is your Shepard indoctrinated?﹞

No, definitely not. Jade loves technology, but there's no way in hell she would get close enough to Reaper tech to become indoctrinated. It's the reason she defects from Cerberus after Me2, and the reason she gets in a large argument (and split) with Kai after he entertains the idea. She refuses to put mind at risk-- it's one of the few things she can count on.

#thank you for the asks my dear friend T)T these were super fun to work on.... a lovely little; break <3 #dan hyun shepard #asks #aphoticfairy #jade

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enigmatic-lizard · 3 years ago

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Man, Spiderman: No Way Home fucked me up y'all are in for shit

Spoilers ahead : k

I cried a lot, but I'm generally accepted to be a fucking mess, so that's nothing new

I loved the balance of comedy and sincerity. It was really well done, making the movie interesting and enjoyable to watch without cheapening the emotional scenes

Ned's third wheeling was beautiful

Ned in general

Doctor Strange being a moody bitch

Matt's cameo (from Daredevil) as Peter's lawyer

"I'm a really good lawyer" *wHEEZE-*

The gang Scooby-Dooing that shit

Peter being a dumb teenager and coming up with the idea to tape his phone to his chest so Ned and MJ could see what was going on; because no, we don't have earpieces and cameras in our high-tech-nanotechnology-Stark-designed suits, no we have duct tape

The scene where that one guy mentioned that there had to be a black Spiderman SOMEWHERE in the multiverse and we all lost our shit because you know every one of us was thinking of Miles Morales

I liked the progression of the relationships and characters throughout all the Spiderman movies in Tom Holland's era.

Jesus Aunt May hit me hard as fuck; this movie took my feels and delighted in putting them through a paper shredder and then dumping them in a woodchipper and now I want to be a better person dammit

But also, the destruction of my feelings, I felt like it was done well. Some of the other movies felt more like they were killing characters for shock value instead of for the ultimate development and effect they would leave behind, like how Steve's death felt like a plotpoint of convenience to make way for new stuff, and how Tony's felt like it was really just there to make the audience sad, or how 2019 Loki's was also probably convenience

THE KINDNESS

I've always loved that theme because of what it takes for real kindness to exist

Aunt May taught Peter what it was to be kind and he carried that, he did her justice. May's death pushed not only the plot, but Peter as a character, to the limits of who he was and what he would do. How far would he go? And the best part about that is that he would have gone that far! He would have gone all the way on Green Goblin and killed him, but he didn't because he had the love and support of the people who knew what it was and helped him do May justice in how he could help people as she would have helped them.

Spiderman really said sometimes you're not strong enough to do things alone and that's ok

Even though he went on and broke me again by going on alone because he genuinely thought they would be better off without him :')

Dumb bitch

The multiverse is a point of major fascination for me, always has been, and I actually love how this one was constructed

I loved all the Spidermen. I had high expectations and they came in and high fived those expectations dead on. The relationships, comedy, and sincerity and pain and support each of them needed from eachother when they didn't even know they did was brilliant and I loved it.

Especially the support they gave to Tom's Peter because they really did know and they really could help even if that.meant just being there

I can't get over the Andrew Garfield's Spiderman moment where he caught MJ. You could see how much it meant to him just to know that he'd done it. He'd really done it, he caught her, he saved her, he was there for her when she needed him and in a way that helped him heal some of those old wounds because he'd finally gotten there in time. He couldn't save his girl but he could save her.

I was living for the cure, not only the scene itself (though the fights and the lab scenes were SO badass), but the fact that they didn't take these fucked up, tortured, hurt, insane bad guys and kill them. They decided to help because Peter could see it, that they needed help.

And no it wasn't his problem, but he sure as hell was going to make it his.

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ticklikeabomb · 6 years ago

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The Language of Limbo - Part 4

Pairing : Chris Evans x Plus Size Reader ; Marvel Cast x Plus Size Reader

Warnings : Language ; Angst ; Mention of drinking

Word Count : 2.7k

You sprinted out to your trailer and ignoring Hemsworth's calls in the process. Once you got inside your safe space, your leaned against the door and let yourself slide down, crying your heart out, a mix of emotions going over you : sadness, disappointment, anger, shame. Your mind kept replaying Rebecca's word on a loop and you lost it completely until you eventually fell asleep on the couch. You were woken up by knocks on your door. You sighed heavily not wanting to face anyone but the person behind the door was persistent. You opened up not bothering in cleaning the traces of your sadness. Elisabeth entered in your trailer and without a word hugged you. A fresh new wave of tears cascaded down your face while she was rubbing your arms in support. "I heard the news, I'm so sorry Y/N." You nodded, hiding yourself from her. "The cast is also worried but wanted to give you some space. They send their regards to you nonetheless", she continued slowly.

You sat down on the couch and took a deep breath before exclaiming, "God this sucks." She sat beside you, comforting you. "It does. I don't know what came over the ones in charge, you were doing so good. I don't understand. Now we have to reshoot the scenes all over again", she told you. "Months of preparation and hard work and I didn't even get the chance to prove myself", you replied with a cracking voice. She grabbed your face and looked into your eyes, "Listen to me Y/N, you are strong and will nail the Shield agent part. I know you will, so show them what they lost." You nodded and hugged her tightly. "Thank you Lizzie." She wiped out the remaining tears and told you that RDJ was hosting another get together for the newbie. "I know it's delicate but it would be good if you were present." You shook your head, "I'm sorry I can't. I won't be able to be there and act like nothing happened. Rebecca, she…", you said but cut short to it. "She what Y/N?", asked Lizzie. "No nothing, it's nothing. I can't go, I'm sorry and besides I have work to do in memorizing the new lines." She nodded in understanding and left. "If you need anything you know where to find me." You thanked her again and saw her leaving.

Meanwhile during RDJ's get together

Just like they did to you, Scarlet and Mackie showed Rebecca around while doing small-talk and trying to get to know her. "I guess you will have to catch on fast on all the fighting moves for the scenes?", remarked Mackie. "Oh I think it will not be so difficult, I'm a fast learner and in good shape, I'm sure I'll know all of it in two days' time", she replied all smiling. "Ohhhkay", replied Mackie slightly taken aback by her assurance. They arrived at Downey Town and the rest of the cast greeted her. Elisabeth put on a her best fake smile while doing so, smile that caught the attention of Rebecca, who saved that expression for her future plans. She asked about the shooting so far and felt particularly intrigued at one of Robert's remarks. "I'm curious how you will top Y/N's chemistry with Chris." She gave him a skeptical look and asked, "What do you mean?" The older actor cleared his throat and replied back with a teasing smirk, "Y/N and Chris are love interests in the movie and their chemistry showed onscreen because it was already flawless offscreen." She scoffed not believing her ears. "Well it's a good thing that she won't play Chris's love interest anymore, since I'm Y/C/N now. I'm not afraid, I like a challenge, if we could call that one." "You seem really confident there?", mumbled Hemsworth from the other end of the table. "I know my strengths and what I want in life. Once there's something I want, I'll do everything I can to obtain it." Some actors nodded, not understanding the whole meaning of her words. "That's a good philosophy", replied Mark with a smile.

After a while, she set her plan in motion. "I don't want to overstep or anything, I mean you've been around her longer than I have but I don't get why you're all praising Y/N so much. I mean, I met her the day they revealed us who was casted and had some time to chat with her and she just seemed extremely rude to me." The cast frowned at her words, not really believing her. "Nonsense, Y/N is one of the sweetest people I know", counterattacked Elisabeth. Rebecca gasped and said, "I'm sorry I didn't mean to cause trouble or implying anything, it was just my feeling at that moment, the way she talked about some of you and all." The last part caught everyone's attention. "What do you mean 'talked about some of us'?", asked Tom cautiously. She shook her head and said, "You know what? Just forget that I said anything. I don't want any drama or whatever. I just want to be part of this already established family and do good in the movie." The rest of the cast looked around at each other thinking about her words, some not entirely sure if they should believe her since they've spend time with you and saw that you weren't like that. At the same time, some others began to question themselves, because they didn't know you for long.

Elisabeth was fuming, seeing an outsider not only take the place that was rightfully yours but criticize you on top of it. "Thank you Robert for diner. I'm going to bed", she said before abruptly standing up and leaving the table. "She seems upset", said Rebecca with her best sweet voice. "Yeah, she's friends with Y/N. I don't think your little comments from earlier made her happy", announced Jeremy. She bowed her head in fake shame but was mentally smirking. "I'm really sorry it wasn't my attention", she whispered with a cracking voice. "Hey let's not worry about that. Think of it as a new start, focus on your job and everything will go fine", comforted RDJ in a fatherly manner. She nodded and thanked him before excusing herself and call it a night. "I planted the seed, now I'll have to wait until the little bees come and collect their nectar", she mumbled proudly to herself once in her trailer.

It's been a few days since the recasting. You would either stay inside your trailer, hit the gym to let some steam off or spend time at the small cafe around the corner, going over your part in the script. You began shutting everyone out one by one because you were trying to focus on how you wanted to embody the tech agent without turning it into a complete cliché. The more you stepped back the more Rebecca used it against you to get closer to the cast and have them on her side. She began dropping hints here and there about your absence and how antisocial you were.

One day, she took advantage of Elizabeth not being present to criticize you. "It makes me wonder if she really cared hanging out for you or because of how much she could gain in being associated with you", she said once when they were on the lunch break. "Why are you always talking bad about her?", asked Mark slightly annoyed of hearing her complain all the time. She swallowed harshly and put on her best innocent act. "I'm just frustrated. I know she hates me, she has made it clear but it just annoys me that she talks shit about you but when she's in front of you, she acts all friendly and all. Her hypocrisy makes me sick." It was Chris (Evans)'s turn to speak up. "You keep saying that but do you have any prove of it."

She scoffed annoyed before bursting out, "I know she keeps asking questions about your personal life for example, just like a stalker would. You must be blind to not see how smitten she is about you. It doesn't only revolve around you but goes beyond. I was drinking some water after a scene and saw a phone churn on the table. I recognized her phone and a certain Scott Evans was texting her. I suppose it's your brother", she finished. Chris clenched his jaw in anger, not believing you would go that far to get to him. "Is it true? Did you noticed it too?", he asked around him. Some of the actors seemed uncomfortable because it was indeed true that there was a time where you would ask them about Chris and his personal life. "It happened once or twice", revealed Scarlet. Rebecca saw the glimpse of the prominent fracture occur in front of her eyes and pushed it further. "And other things she does. I overheard her once on the phone when I was walking to my trailer, where she was criticizing you Scarlet, saying that she didn't know how people could be so dumb and believe in your talent. She said you were just a body and with no talent behind. It clearly shows how jealous she in fact is. Or when she said how you Mackie should shut the fuck up already because your jokes weren't funny at all", she rambled while pointing at them. "And let me not start with what she said about you Robert." "It's enough, I don't want to hear about it", he replied not interested. The thick air surrounded the cast, Scarlet, Mackie and Chris fuming about what they just heard. Chris stood up angrily and walked away, isolating himself in his own trailer, thinking about what he should do with all these information.

Today was your first scene as the Shield agent. You walked out of the makeup trailer and marched to the set. When you arrived you saw that they were still filming a scene and not just only a scene. THE scene, where Steve and what was supposed to be your character, would share their first kiss. You saw Rebecca launching on Chris's lips and it made you sick. "It was supposed to be me", the thought crossing your mind. You bowed down your head before taking control of your emotions and focus on your part. You left your phone on silence next to your chair and went over your lines one last time. "Y/N? you're up", you heard one of the Russo brothers shout. You stood up, leaving your script and phone on the chair and got in position to shoot your scene. While you were shooting a scene between Mark and RDJ, Chris sat on his own chair who was beside yours. He was taking a gulp of his water when the reflection of the screen beside him caught his attention. It wasn’t his intention to look at it but when he saw his brother's name, he paled.

From Scott Evans : Hey Y/N, how are you? How has it been going regarding Chris?

His blood began to boil and he clenched his jaw in fury. "So it is true", he quietly mumbled to himself. You finished your scene and head back to your seat. You noticed Chris looking angry and frowned. "Everything alright?", you asked him. "We need to talk !", he spat. You were taken aback by his hostility and before you could answer, he stood up and walked away, leaving you dumbfounded. The small altercation didn't go unnoticed by some of the cast and especially Rebecca who was biting on her lip in order to control her grin. "The fuck", you whispered to yourself. You continued your work the best you could but Chris's expression and tone he employed were always on your mind. During breaks, Mackie would make jokes but because you were thinking about the altercation, you wouldn't laugh. "Jeez, apparently some do think my jokes suck and instead of telling it to my face, just prefer to be fake", he said while looking directly at you. You didn't caught the meaning behind his words but it still sting a little to you. The day was over for you and left the others behind who still had two scenes to shoot.

Elizabeth approached Mackie and asked him what was his comment about. "Nothing, forget about it", he just replied before turning around and rolling his eyes at her for defending you. She walked to Scarlet with a frown and the blond actress asked her what was going on. "I don't know, I feel like everyone is just being cold with Y/N and I have no idea why", mumbled Lizzie. Scarlet cleared her voice before commenting, "I don't know, maybe Y/N isn't who she pretends to be." To that, Lizzie looked at Scarlet in the eyes and with an annoyed expression, "What is that supposed to mean?" Scarlet sighed not really in the mood but eventually told Lizzie what was going on. "That's why we're keeping our distances. Chris found out today that she's indeed in contact with his brother and that the main topic of conversation was Chris." Lizzie gasped not believing her words. "Come on Elizabeth we know you're friends but you're not that close. You've worked together, what, 5 years ago. People change and besides it's not like it's a close friend of yours. She might be using you too", declared Scarlet. Lizzie was lost, not knowing who to believe in. It was indeed true that you weren't that close. If it wasn't for Aaron she probably wouldn't even know you but still she found it hard to believe.

You were finishing putting on your clothes when harsh knocks were heard on your door. You quickly buttoned your jeans and put on your sneakers before opening the door and seeing Chris stand in front of you. "Can I come in?", he asked with a firm voice. "Ehm sure", you replied with a frown. The air was thick and uncomfortable. "So what do you wanted to talk about?", you asked. He sighed before looking angrily at you. "I don't know why you've been asking around about me but I don't like when people put their nose where they don't belong, especially if it involves my family." Your mouth opened in shock and your face was burning in shame. "Wha-what?", you whispered. "I know you've been texting my brother about me and I also know you've got a thing for me." He walked closer and you took a step back, the movement making him stop. He took a deep breath before declaring, "You and me. It's never gonna happen, so stop stalking me. Don't talk to me ever again and stay away from my family !" You stood there in shock and felt the silent tears sliding down your face. "Get out", you whispered. "What did you say?", he asked. You gulp harshly, "Get out ! GET OUT ! GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY TRAILER"!, you shouted in despair, pushing him out. His eyes went wide and he almost tripped while exiting. You smashed the door on his face and felt on the ground, crying, deeply hurt by his words. Mason who was on his way to your trailer, saw you pushing Chris out of your trailer, a crying mess and he had to control himself to not launch on him and punch him in the face. He followed Chris until he was out of sight and his eyes landed on Rebecca who was hiding in a corner, smiling proudly. He promised himself to dig into it and have an eye on the one he immediately felt a bad connection with.

You took your phone, wrote Scott a small and vague message before deleting his number. You cleaned your face and got out, heading to the cornerstone. Once you arrived at the aisle you were looking for your gaze fixed for a long minute the bottle of whiskey in front of you. You grabbed two bottles along a bag of chips, so that the cashier wouldn't find it suspicious. You payed him and grabbed the bag before quickly heading back to your trailer. You took the groceries out and opened the first bottle, taking a large gulp from it. Burning your throat, the liquor gave you the comfort you needed. You kept on drinking until you couldn't stand on your feet. You opened the second bottle and drank from it until it was half empty before passing out on the floor.

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filypadreams · 4 years ago

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I wasn't tagged but I can remember one on the top of my head right now! Though it's been a while...

Hinakawa Sho: From Psycho Pass. He is the shy, geek introvert character we all know. He loves holograms and is one of the experts analysts and hackers on the team! He is a latent criminal turned enforcer, theorised because of the amount of anti-depressants he takes (in Psycho Pass 2 he is shown with a cereal bowl of pills! I dunno how bad that could be since he is good at identifying drugs and it's the world of Psycho Pass...)

I think I relate to him to the fact I prefer to be in front of a screen and sometimes get lost when solving related problems or trouble with art programs or videogames (I'm no tech wiz like him). I'm also shy and we are both anti-social to a degree, plus he seems to get really anxious working on the field and although I would love to do so (specially if I was an enforcer with limited access to the outside world), I would probably panic when told what to do than if I had to solve some problem on the pc and had to research how to do it or even drag someone to almost do it all for me! Would be more comfortable, just saying...

And also because we both have mental diseases that relate to the consume of ansyolitics or abti-depressant pills. I like that fact...

Quotes from @bsdquotes

Ideology mix but mostly Edogawa Ranpo + Tanizaki Juunichiro: You won't hear Port Mafia admitting this much but when we watch BSD (Bungo Stray Dogs), we see mostly strong individuals literally just look at their supernatural and natural abilities. Higuchi is a bodyguard but she had the guts and survived long enough against a whole smallish rival organization to save Ryonusuke and gain the respect of the other mafiosos meanwhile.

Yet, they all admit to being weak at one point or another. To going to do their best. Dazai is hella strong but he constantly fights his mind and ghosts of the past. Or...deals with them with his, for comedic purposes, failed 'self homicides'.

So those quotes are all relatable. I won't say my life is cursed like Atsushi's but he is on point. I'm like Higuchi and feel that there's something I should do too. I'm chaotic good. Basically I would break the law if it helped someone if you want a really basic description of it. Though for reasons, I find myself not moving to intervene on many things and that sucks. I did try to intervene on what I thought was bullying only to be caught in a friendly joke and made a joke. I have actually gotten in fights because of my disagreements (with my own bullies who would guess) and ti defend myself because how can someone be SO STUPID AND IGNORANT?!

That said I wish I could have intervened in other's fights even if in the end I would only get a "it's not your business" but damn, are you irritating me and I wanr to kick some nuts or b*tch slap giggling gremlins!

This above were moments Ranto's words about demons made sense. It's not an anime quote yet. I used to think to be the only angel in a world full of little demons (who would be crushed in hell) but then i changed my mindset to that of a world where actually I'm the demon and everyone else are little angels that never did any wrong after all. Mostly because apparently it was always my fault but also, society accepts them so others must be angels. And I'll gladly be a demon and fight the hypocrital angels who, in reality... Angels dislike humans. We were made at the image of God but also became flawed. Because of our sins too. Michael is not above Lucifer, both despised God's creation actually, one was just too prideful in the end and now Michael will lead the cleanse in the Apocalypse actually. Like Santa and their coal technically. And like Ranpo, I don't have a fancy ability and I know very well the principle that sometimes to fight evil, you need to become that evil. Mind tricks if I can learn more of those...destroying the essence of those in my way (or make them lower their self-righteousness) is a long awaited wish.

That takes me to Juunichiro. Because that wish for revenge is being controlled. I used to want to send bullies to the hospital really. But while being logical like Ranpo about scenarios and having the same empathy as Atsushi, I also still mantain my old SNAP quality like Juunichiro's. Juunichiro says he is more of an assistant (yes the one who is supposedly being very intimate with his own "sister" Naomi... couldn't keep the cover up for your relationship at least?

You should search about Juunichiro the writer and his book "Naomi". There's a blog explainning why they most probably aren't at all related... and it was a good read!) anyway more of an assistant to the agency. His ability "Light Snow" can make illusions in a big enough area but you can notice you are inside it because of the falling snow. So he has to be creative. The gif above is him laying his life so Atsushi could get the surprise attack on Ryonosuke. I believe in that same scene but I won't add the gif, Higuchi was there too...unconsvious after firing aimlessly at Juunichirou's hologram and being strangled by him.

He is very smart and daring. Mainly because as an assistant he mostly acts when to protect the agency and those he cares since he is also not too very outspoken and a nice guy you would hang out with. I would. But don't you dare about talking bad about Naomi or doing something to her, he looks and acts scary when so. Leaving his own life to the side so he can deal pain to those who hurt his friends and to help them too.

I can relate to that SNAP. His duality. When one says the wrong thing, threatens to touch something you love (be it your backpack as childish as that sounds) just to get a reaction out of you or takes you to the limit, be it for me or for someone else, like a Loki quote "Trust my Rage", I will SNAP. No matter how weak I am and how useless I feel, if I cede to the demon. It takes one to destroy angels too anyway.

Igarashi Ganta (was gonna put Tsubaki) : From Deadman Wonderland (need to read thr manga I wonder if I rate to Shiro), Ganta is headstong, resilient, kinda naive for the place he is in even for his age really, and stubborn.

Loyal to a fault to his friends and companions who he will protect to the bitter end. Manages to make allies with the most unlikely people (it's freaking Deadman Wonderland...).

And all because, kinda like Kaneki from the begginning of the Tokyo Ghoul series, he believes in people. He believes there's good in them. He obviously punches back when someone threatens him but if you show a little bit of goodness, then there's hope and he can see it and he won't let go of it. Those two gifs are if him rejecting the game and 'making someone wake up and compose themselves back again'. Shiro was probably guilting herself about Ganta's situation and he isn't having any of it.

In spite of all I wrote, I can relate with Ganta a lot in naivety and believing that there's good in everyone, and wanting to protect it. Protect that aspect or make it come out more.

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1. Ikesen yoshimoto:

honestly everything xD except for I'm much more rebellious than him. I will never do anything I don't want to do

2. Ikerev Lancelot : Do everything yourself and never explain or ask for help? Yes please that's my stupid cub of tea.

3. Ikevamp Vincent : sometimes he seems like an airhead who's only interested in living peacefully and making some art... Yes that's me xD

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