#listen I just love the idea of all the s class heroes and then their Pet Regular Dude

[shmothman]

im a normal person dealing with intense mental and physical stress in a normal way (<- keeps texting their partner about which opm characters they would be best friends with)

[lovelyiida]

Hey.

Would you mind writing about Tenya Iida asking out a fem. Reader that works in a flower shop?

Like he comes there every week, to get some flowers for his mother or grandma and they talk everytime and he just falls in love with her.

(If you want more Infos you can send a message 🙂)

Thank you

YOU HAVE NO IDEA! How I physically rejoiced when I seen this request, Iida will always be my soft spot tee hee <3

WARNINGS: TOOTH ROTTING fluff, implied fem reader, reader and Iida are in their 20's, mentions of crime (kidnapping etc.)

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YOU AND IIDA HAVE THIS CYCLE GOING ON AT THE MOMENT...

"Wow, nice to see you again—it's already your third day here this week, isn't it?" With a delightful bunch of plum blossoms in hand, you set them down on the table with a smug smirk, reveling in the familiar atmosphere. Iida, as always, greets you with a warm and genuine smile, which instantly puts you at ease.

Calm, cool, and collected, he places his arms on the table and looks deeply into your eyes. "I have to stay loyal to my favorite business, don't I?" he says playfully, reaching for his wallet. You turn away with a quick chuckle, secretly cherishing these lighthearted moments you share.

Heading to the back of the charming flower shop, you step into a well-lit room where the vibrant blossoms seem to shine even brighter. The feeling of humidity from the water misters, tirelessly hydrating the flowers, sends a refreshing shiver down your spine. With swift steps, you gracefully approach the side table adorned with a mesmerizing array of bouquets.

Picking up a bouquet, you walk back to the front of the shop with a pep in your step, you come back with a renewed smirk. Setting the flowers down gently, you reach out to grab Iida's card, your fingers brushing against each other ever so briefly, sending a tingle through your body.

"Y'smell nice," he says appreciatively, and you can't help but roll your eyes playfully at his comment. "It's… the dew from the back room, plus this is a flower shop after all. I'm bound to smell nice." You effortlessly slide the witty remark at the rising hero.

Banter like this has become a routine between the two of you, happening on a multitude of days, multiple times a week. It all started when Iida got off a morning patrol shift after a great victory, a moment that marked his increasing recognition by the general media, leaving him absolutely elated. His heart brimming with gratitude, he began expressing his appreciation to his family by buying thoughtful gifts.

And what's more gift-like than a nice, meticulously arranged bouquet of flowers?

You remember when he first came in, looking around; playfully tugging at some of the flower petals that took almost a week to grow. "Not to be rude, but don't touch if you're not gonna buy" You peaked at the pro-hero, trying not to sound too passive agressive.

The well-mannered man jumps, "apologies! Do you have angel roses by any chance?" he says. Eyeing the man, you give him a all-natural corporate smile and nod.

"Yes, we have some in the back, just a second." You state, taking a brisk walk to the back the young hero walks up to the front and eyes the wall of flowers in front of him. As you stride back, you place the roses on the table and enter the total for the bouquet.

As you look up, you notice the hero staring at you, a light shade of pink dusted over his cheeks was present. Furrowing your brows you clear your throat. Snapping him out of his thought, he awkwardly dusts off imaginary debris from his clothes.

"Your total is 2,800¥, cash or card?" you say, voice tired and yearning for this encounter to end. Looking up at the man again, he pulls out his card mumbling a quick "sorry," he hands it to you.

Reaching for the card, you tug at it but he won't let it out of his his grip. Rolling your eyes you let out a scoff, "listen I'm not in the moment for flirting so if you could just—"

"L/N Y/N, class 4-B?" Iida says, a smile forming from his lips. A look of confusion washes over you, "I'm sorry...do I know you?" You asked. You watch as the man rakes through his raven blue locks, a little flustered.

"You may not remember me but, freshman year when the academy went on lockdown and everyone was rushing to the doors? You were about to be pummeled down by students until I caught you." He chuckles, a moment of silence goes by until your eyes widen.

"Oh my god!" your eyes lit up and a genuine smile shows against your lips. Even tho your high school days were far past you, you remembered that day like it was yesterday.

It was freshman year, you were smaller than you were now. And everyone was in complete panic, trying to guide yourself in the sea of panicked teenagers, another student bumped harshly into you sending you off your balance and a one way ticket to the hard polished floor.

But before you could hit the ground, a strong hand reaches around your waist. Pulling you in close, you look into a pair of dark eyes. "Are you alright?" he yelled, your arms reach around his neck and you hold on tight to him. You nodded frantically in response, you watch as the aspiring hero looks around scanning the room quickly.

You couldn't help but to admire the young hero in training, even though he seemed scared, he kept composure and exuded bravery. Looking back into your eyes, he give you a reassuring smirk, "hold on." Eyes widening, you brace yourself for whatever he was about to do. Closing your eyes, you felt the ground fall before you eyes snapping open you realized the crowd about to trample you was below you.

What felt like a mere second, you were back on the ground. Looking at him, you begin to spew out many words of gratitude. Letting you of him, he bows politely and smiles, "it's my duty as a young hero in training to do what is right, please stay here!" he yells back.

Oh, how punctual he was.

That was the last time you interacted with him before leaving the school at the end of the year. Sometimes, as you grew up, you'd catch him on TV or in certain social media posts related to the school, and you were happy to see that he had achieved so much.

"You were the guy who did that corny speech!" You exclaimed.

"Yeah, that too, I guess," he replied with a shy chuckle, crossing his arms and reminiscing about his past behavior. "Yeah, I remember you. Wow, it's been so long… you look great!" You smiled.

"You do too, you look amazing," he complimented, humming in response. You wrapped up his flowers and handed them to him politely. "Well, I'll see you around then, Ingenium," you giggled. The pro-hero's eyes widened.

"So you do know me?" he said, sounding as if he had been waiting for this moment his whole life. "Well, of course, you're everywhere on the news! What you did that day was basically historic!" you beamed. Handing him the flowers, you rested your hands on the table, unable to help but admire him. "—I knew from the day you saved me that you were going to make it to the big leagues," you said softly with a smile.

The hero smiled back, bending down and giving a respectful bow. He looked at you once more. "Thank you… for believing in me, L/n," Iida said, and soon after, you bid each other goodbye.

What you didn't even realize was that he knew your full name, even though you never told him years ago. After that interaction you had back then, Iida started to have an infatuation over you.

When you walked the halls, his trained eyes would meet your figure. He constantly checked over you, and sometimes you would share a glance. He remembered your smile as both of you politely bowed to each other.

During his daily training, every time he jumped and soared to his goals, he imagined saving you every time. It's a usual phenomenon—the relationship between a hero and their first saved citizen.

Maybe he was romanticizing you, but maybe he wasn't. He never had the time to focus on domestic relationships that weren't his immediate family. The only relationships he was able to make were completely platonic or for business connections only.

But today, that changed.

It's been two months since the day you both reunited, and it became a weekly occurrence for him to show up for a bouquet or maybe just a single flower. Often, you'd talk about life since high school or how you got to where you are now. Other times, it was just a simple visit, like the one time he was on patrol and couldn't stop to smell the roses… literally.

Outside, you were watering the blossoms, fully focused on their well-being when you almost missed the tap on your shoulder. Head shooting up, you saw no one there at first, but then you leaned back down to attend to the flowers.

Suddenly, a loud whistle caught your attention, and you couldn't help but smile as you saw the pro-hero in action, accompanied by another hero with spikey red hair. They seemed familiar, too.

You waved back happily, and they both smiled and waved at you. When you turned back, you never noticed the hero turning back just to get a look at you over and over again. Basically to the point where he colleague had to slap in upside the head and force him around the corner.

But the next day you noticed that Iida seemed different. He usually exuded his headstrong personality, but now he appeared more relaxed and reserved, almost nervous.

Frowning, you immediately sensed that something was wrong. "Hey there! Everything alright?" you asked. Iida jolted a little, taken aback by your words, but he reassured you, "Don't worry! Everything's alright over here. I just need another fix of your amazing flowers." However, you hummed to yourself, not believing a word he said.

"Is it just the regular fix, or do you want just one singular flower today?" you teased, but Iida didn't laugh back like usual. Something was definitely amiss.

"Oh no, I actually want something different this evening, please," he said softly. You snorted out loud, "What's with the politeness? What will it be today, Ingenium?~" you sang playfully.

"I'd like a full bouquet of (favorite flowers), please—the biggest bouquet you can offer," he said in a monotone voice, almost too serious for your liking. Your eyes widened, and you nodded, "Okay sure. Did something bad happen? Is someone alright?" you asked, concerned.

Iida shook his head, "No… there's something special I have planned—"

"Wait, don't tell me yet!" you exclaimed excitedly, rushing to the back to quickly gather the requested flowers. Looking into the empty bin, you frowned a little, cursing under your breath. You were a bit upset that you wouldn't be able to bring your favorites back home this week since you were all out.

Walking back with a smile, you set the bouquet down and began wrapping it up. "So! What's the plan?~" you asked, brimming with curiosity. Iida chuckled lightly, "Well… I plan on going on a date this evening. I'm going to confess my feelings to someone very special to me tonight," he said aloud, and as you handed him the bouquet, you faltered.

Oh.

"Really?" you said, your voice sounding almost sad that he was about to change an important part of his life for good. With a smirk, Iida took the flowers out of your hand, "Yep, so if you'll excuse me…" he said, and without even bidding you goodbye, he walked out the door.

You didn't understand what you were feeling at the moment, but it wasn't good.

You knew that Iida was a very social man; it was his job to be social, to interact with the public constantly. But romantically? You felt an unsettling feeling in your stomach. Maybe it was wrong to assume the basis of your friendship, but was it wrong for you to feel that there was something more between the two of you?

It wasn't hard for your coworkers to notice that you were sulking for the rest of the day. You were less chatty and had a "get the work done and bounce" kind of day. As the sun set, you were the last to leave, walking out the back door and locking it behind you. However, you noticed another car parked right next to yours.

Your senses heightened, and you cautiously took a few steps back, reaching into your bag to quickly dial Iida's phone number. "In case of emergency," he had told you. "Today must be my lucky day," you whispered to yourself.

Staring at the screen, the phone rang for what felt like forever. As the call went unanswered and the screen turned red, your lip began to tremble. Stepping backward, the sound of the car starting startled you, sending you into a jolt.

With sharp eyes, you watched the car move, feeling a bit more relaxed as you assumed it was leaving the parking lot. But no, it was coming straight towards you. Gasping, you turned around completely and rushed to the door.

Reaching into your bag, you rummaged around for your keys. Your heart was beating faster than 100 mph, and your eyes watered. You started to think the worst—what if you got killed, kidnapped, or trafficked? Then, the car stopped in front of you.

You were in full panic mode now, trembling as your vision blurred, and your bag stained with tear droplets. This was going to be the last of you.

"I-Iida…" you said, clenching your eyes shut as you braced yourself for whatever was going to happen. You heard footsteps approaching you, and a voice said, "L/n?" Your eyes widened, and you could recognize that voice anywhere.

Whipping around, you noticed that it was him. "Oh my god, Iida!" you cried out, running towards him and wrapping your arms around him tightly. Arms wrapping tightly around you, he looks at you eyes scanning your face, his face filled with worry.

"What's going on? Are you hurt?" he says, his tone wary and shaky. Shifting out of his touch, your eyes red with tears, but your face filled with anger. Not a second passed before your fist met his bicep. You'd expect that hitting someone would hurt on the other end.

"Ow, fuck!" you exclaimed, and soon Iida came rushing to your aid. You had underestimated how muscular he was. "You shouldn't hit other people without cause, L/n," he told you. You groaned in frustration, "I'm hitting you for a perfectly good reason!" you yelled, and Iida looked at you expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"I thought you were some… I don't know! Serial-rapist-kidnapper!" you exclaimed slurring your words, pointing over, and then you sighed, "You parked right next to my car, Iida. I thought I was done for and was going to end up on the news by next week!" you complained.

"And why are you even here? Don't you have a date?" you grew irritated at his behavior, noticing the present frown on his lips. "L/n, I'm sorry for frightening you, I am. But I've been parked outside the whole day…waiting for you."

"What? I don't understand," you said, your anger washing away as Iida stepped away from you. He opened his car door, reached inside, and pulled out something. Turning around, you looked down and lightly gasped—it was the bouquet he bought today.

Looking back at him, you noticed a shit-eating grin on his face, and you scoffed, rolling your eyes. Iida walked back up to you and extended the bouquet for you to grab. "These are for you, L/n," blinking rapidly for a moment, you silently accepted the flowers.

"These… were for me?" you said, and the hero nodded. The loud noise of silence enveloped both of you. "I'm sorry, but can you explain what the hell is going on? I'm not a mind reader." This made Iida chuckle.

"Y'know, Y/n… since I was young, I wasn't sure when I was going to experience life to the fullest. I wasn't sure I was going to get what every other person was given—a right to their own identity. A chance at love, a chance of building a romantic relationship."

He said smoothly, and as your eyes widened, everything started to come together.

"What–“

"Let me finish," he said, reaching out for your hand, and you quietly let him take your hand into his. "From the moment I met you, years ago… I was immediately drawn to you. The mere thought of you drove me crazy. Every day and every night, I would think of my life with you, what our future would look like. Fantasy after fantasy would run through my mind like crazy… until it didn't."

"The year you left, the year I stopped seeing you… I had to snap back into reality and look ahead and not up into the clouds. I realized that I was going to become a hero, and there was a certain mindset that had to be established within me. And when you left, so did the dream to find something better, something worth living for. Something that didn't involve me being a hero."

"I don't believe in fairytales or the magic of chance or coincidence… but the moment I walked into your shop? That all changed. When I saw you, every thought of you rushed back into my head, and it felt like I was a freshman all over again. And I realized that the universe, or whatever god that's watching over me, has given me the chance to see you again and make you mine."

"Y/n? I like you, and I like you a lot…"

Taking a deep breath, he stepped even closer.

"Now you don't have to accept, I'll understand completely if you don't, but—will you go out with me?" He proposed, his voice trembled with nervousness.

Eyes swelling with tears, you smile brightly. No questions asked, you crash your body against his "Yes, of course I will!" you shout against his chest. Iida laughs at your response, lifting you from the ground, he spins you around excitedly, overjoyed with your response.

Setting you down, the both of you pull away; still attached to the hip. Arms draped around his shoulders as his hands fit perfectly against your hips. You stare into each others eyes, your eyes filled with wonder and undying affection as his were filled with longing and yearning for your affection.

Iida's hand reaches to cup your cheek, his free hand grabs tighter against your waist and pulls you back against his chest. You chuckle at his suave actions, reaching to touch his hand resting on your cheek you shake your head.

"Mmm...not yet, you haven't taken me out yet" you giggled.

"Well I would love to, but I think you need to change first...you stink" He says flatly.

that’s a first.

Laughing, you bring him back into your funky embrace. "Sorry, I was on mulch duty," you say. Iida chuckles and rests his head against yours, holding you even tighter.

"well, that explains it."

OMG YAAAAAAAAS THIS EATS SO HARD YAY ME, I had such a silly fun time writing this, thank you so much for the ask it was so nice to write something about Iida (not that I am complaining but...)

PLEASE put in some more asks! I think I'm going through the realization that I don't like doing headcanons anymore and I'm more of a one-shot/series girlie. We have changed...we have evolved!

till then!

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[stuck-in-the-ghost-zone]

@intertexts okay before i answer the second trigger question i NEED to talk about the trickster/clarence/mal backstory. fuck . okay. you know the drill. nhw essay under the cut:

ok first off this is the required listening for reading this post bc ive imagined all of this in the form of an animatic (trickster pov). there was like a 4-hour span of time at work one day last week where i just had this song on repeat and zoned out thinking abt this while i did absent cleaning tasks. so thats how u KNOW im insane

ok so i still havent thought of a name for the city. but ive been thinking about this city as a parallel equivalent to the spirit world. ironically, its a city that doesnt have a huge parahuman population, so its relatively quiet. the cape presence is pretty small. the lead hero in the city is Whisperer (aka clarence albert), a striker/mover/stranger. he can fly, turn invisible (NOT intangible!!!!!!!!), and if he can get a hand on someone he can calm their emotions just by touching them. it's effectively like a tranquilizer, except theyre not asleep theyre just not feeling whatever strong emotions led them to causing trouble in the first place. (thinking abt this like a touch-based version of the calm emotions spell in dnd, its concentration so the effect is limited to when hes actually touching someone. when he lets go, theres a small window of time before they reorient themselves and are back to whatever they were feeling before) (this is to parallel the idea that the whisperer can pull chaos spirits out of possessed people like william did to atlas).

anyway. distracted. Whisperer's partner was originally a rogue named Ghoul, a huge hulking Brute cape who didnt really cause many serious problems but was a huge disturbance to the local people just beacuse of his monstrous appearance. Clarence confronted him and Ghoul dropped his changer form to reveal mallard conway, a man who had only recently triggered and was essentially.. lost. directionless. he didnt know what to do with his powers, since they were so... different. hes a master/changer/brute, with the ability to create strong illusions and influence people in his regular form, but can change forms to be a hulking monster with brute strength. essentially both brains and brawn in one guy. clarence asks him something along the lines of "well if you have nowhere else to go, why not come wiht me?" and basically. takes him under his wing? i guess? its not like he trains him, but just by being around clarence, mal learns what its like to be.. good. not selfish and heartless. clarence isnt much involved with capes from other cities since their own is pretty quiet, so his main focus is to just kind of keep the peace. keep the balance.

this goes on for... a long time. clarence and mal (whisperer and purgatory << mal's new hero name) are basically inseparable. call it love, call it brotherhood, call it a one-sided hero worship crush on mal's end. who knows. theyre secretive, not in the public eye much unless they need to be. UNTIL. some new villain triggers and is an IMMEDIATE s-class. now i have a couple different ideas for how and why exactly the trickster triggers and where he comes from but honestly im okay with leaving it a mystery for now. one day he shows up like a natural disaster. it becomes a situation VERY similar to nilbog- the prt forces get called in, they try to take him down with non-capes first since hes a high leveled master and they dont want him to immediately gain super powerful puppets to control. this,, does not work and basically just feeds him fodder to make his numbers grow VERY quickly. Whisperer and Purgatory (mostly whisperer) can't sit back and watch this Trickster guy just keep absorbing innocents into his masses and use them to do his dirty work anymore, so Whisperer wants to confront him. I think Purgatory tries to hold him back at first (mainly due to the fear of losing him, but he words it as "we're not supposed to, if either of us get caught it would be so much worse for everyone involved"). Whisperer does not listen to him and goes anyway; hes convinced that with his power, all he needs to do is touch Trickster and everything will be so much easier to handle once hes out of commission. the fight DOES NOT GO THIS WAY. clar and mal actually are able to fight their way up to the trickster, clarence gets a hand on him.. but his power doesnt work. theres this moment where the trickster freezes like maybe something did happen, but then clarence realizes like... he cant feel anything. i think usually he can tell what sort of emotion he's repressing when he uses his power; sort of innately understands what sort of effect hes having on a person, but with the trickster it jsut feels like. nothing. theres nothing there. and then he starts laughing and breaks the silence and turns around to grab clarence and hurt him in some way. mal is preoccupied; hes fighting off puppets as theyre sort of swarming the area, allowing clarence a moment to use his power... and then he sees whats happening.

i dont think trickster is particularly strong on his own. but. i mean. his name is trickster. i think he probably keeps some sort of secret weapon on him. knives in his coat to make the "ive got a trick up my sleeve" joke. he slashes clarences throat, doesnt even bother trying to control him. what would he want with a power like that anyway? clarence is basically his antithesis- calming instead of chaos. that sort of power is almost like an insult to him. so he kills him. clarence is laying there bleeding out, trickster is laughing over him, mal drops everything and runs over to clarences side, trying desperately to talk to him or stop the bleeding or ANYTHING. he dies in mals arms. mal fucking. fully snaps. instant brute form, he wants to tear the trickster limb from limb, kill anything that moves around him etc etc etc. in his rage, hes not really fighting very well, hes leaving himself vulnerable, theres a lot of openings etc etc. trickster fucks up his face pretty bad (this is how he gets those big scars like he has in canon).

however, MALS powers are more fun so he doesnt outright kill him. its harder to take control of him both because of his current rage state and also the fact that hes also a master and part of mals power kind of cancels out some of the tricksters control. so instead of puppeteering him right away, trickster forces him out of the city. he of course tries to keep going back in, but at that point the PRT has made the decision to put the city under quarantine and just let him take it. they keep mal from going back in. (clarence's body is still in there. he doesnt even get a burial.) . you know how mannequins main thing is that he was originally a hero that was driven crazy by the simurgh attack that killed his wife and daughter? yeah thats what happened to mal. he was just totally unreachable after this. clarence basically saved his life, was his best and only friend, was his mentor, was the person who taught him how to be good... and now hes gone. what else does mal have left. he goes back to being called Ghoul. he joins the s9. his rage and grief eventually settle into a manipulative calm, and he starts using his master powers more than his brute powers, to get what he wants from people.

aaaand then . years later. he sees the new wards team on tv, and theres a hero with a cape that looks achingly familiar. surely it cant be him, clarence is dead, has been dead for years... but there he is. theres his costume. this new hero is even ghost-themed. as smart and manipulative and greasy as mal is i think theres a fundamental piece of him thats just. really irreparably unhinged. seeing something that reminds him of clarence again drives all common sense out of his mind and he defaults to "thats him" even though he would logically know that its not. and thats why hes so obsessed with wibby. he knows this new cape calls himself Wraith, but like. capes change their names all the time! mal even did it himself once! maybe if he calls him Whisperer enough times, he'll remember who he is.

theres some more to this plotwise that mostly just deals with. the plot. but i feel like this is a good setup for mals whole thing :]

[our-magical-world]

❀ My Boku no Hero Academia DR ❀ (~ adult version ~)

NOTE: I haven't shifted yet, this is based on my script and ideas for this DR

My alternate BNHA DR where I'm not a student, but not exactly a pro hero... it's complicated.

In this DR I have a healing quirk which is very similar to Rapunzel's magic. When I sing, my hair glows and whoever listens to my voice gets healed from their wounds. If they aren't injured, they get energized and in a better mood. Because of that (and because I'm a huge Disney fan), I chose Rapunzel as my hero name, and even my hero costume is inspired by Rapunzel's dress.

Fun fact: Disney tried to sue me for that, but then they realized how similar I was to Rapunzel, how charming and popular I was, and that I was basically a real life Disney princess, and they decided to sponsor me instead.

I don't work as a hero, but I got a special hero license so I could use my powers at my job and in emergencies. In order to get it I had to learn basic fighting skills, how to rescue people and other hero stuff. I work at a hospital, using my voice to cure people, but I also help local heroes when there's a villain attack or an emergency, mostly helping victims and healing them. I'm not a fighter but I can take care of myself.

I have short brown hair in a flip-out style, similar to Rapunzel after she cut her hair (I used to have long hair and dye it blond when I was younger, but got tired of it and chose comfort instead). I'm good at singing and have a beautiful voice. Sadly, my quirk doesn't work through recordings, if it did I'd probably have become a singer. Rapunzel has become my personality and I usually wear Rapunzel inspired outfits. I have an insane amount of Disney stuff like plushies, mugs or accessories.

I have three different DRs, each with a different S/O, where my life and circumstances are slightly different (I don't know if I'll end up shifting to all three or choose just one).

In one of them, I work at a hospital in Kyushu and sometimes help local heroes in emergencies, so I met Hawks during one of those times and collaborated with him and his team. He protected me from a villain while I was trying to help the victims, then I took care of him at the hospital after the battle, we started getting to know each other and became friends, and eventually ended up falling in love.

The second one is very similar but I live in a different city and end up falling in love with Tensei. He offers me a position in his agency as a support hero (to heal the heroes when needed and to help evacuate and take care of the victims).

And the third one would be my teacher DR. I start working at UA as Recovery Girl's assistant, because there is some problematic class where kids get injured constantly and she can't keep up with so much work, so she requests someone with a healing quirk to help her. Because class 1-A practically need their own healer, I end up going with them everywhere and supervising their training sessions so the poor nurse can have some rest and take care of the rest of the school. Because of that, I spend a lot of time with Aizawa, and even though we're quite different, we end up getting closer, becoming good friends and eventually falling in love. After some time, I also start working teaching first aid classes at UA. Oh and of course I love taking care of Eri and making her watch all my favorite Disney movies.

[helloiamadrawer]

Class 1A Boys + music they listen to (PART 2)

There's always that ONE person who is like a parent when it comes to his whole class and music making sure it's "school appropriate" and that would be no other than the class rep, Iida.

Has a playlist for literally his life routine lol (study, relaxing, outings, running in the rain in his retro raincoat 😂,etc.). I feel like he would listen to like 90's music, classic rock (his fav artist is Foo Fighters for sure) he doesn't mind playing his stuff every now and then but he's busy most of the time preparing for class. nerd lol.

May sound shocking but he likes SOME rap but it's all old school rap/hip-hop like Biggie, Ice T, Usher, MC Hammer but he only listens to it outside of U.A though because he doesn't want "taint his image of class rep". He tried trying new school rap and..let's say he'll just stay where he is (he almost got hurt BUT that's for another story!)

The only classmate that is so chill with almost every genre of music is Sero. Even songs in different languages and more exotic genres like nudisco, jazzfunk, and french house (which are his favorites, cause it's a rarity he cherishes). He would play japanese funk while he drives down the road JUST for the ✨aesthetic✨ (future au idea). Dua Lipa, Kali Uchis, Doja Cat, Rosalia, JIAFEI just any other artist that sings in another language other than english he'll know. And he sings it so well but has no idea what a lick of it means well except for japanese.

Is not scared of talking about it to any of his classmates and actually persuading them to give it a try or if he plays it on his bluetooth speaker before class starts and then one of his classmates asks him the next day for ex: Tokoyami asks him "Hey Sero, what was that techo like song were you playing yesterday, for some reason it's in my head." and then the tape boi will go through his recently played songs from yesterday (he's a yt music kinda guy tbh). Then basically almost everybody is interested in what he has in store next

In other words he's the one who always brings his speaker to class but is respectful and plays it before class even starts, he's an early bird.

Denki, is the twin of Sero cool with any kind of music but leans more into the weebcore/rap category. He most likely will play weeb music in his dorm room, the usual anime openings and ending theme songs with a dorky smile on his face humming along while reading manga.

Is the aux cord GOD, will never disappoint the Bakusquad with any music he plays in the car he'll play some Marshmello and everyone would get littt🔥🔥🔥 or some nostalgic jpop to sing awfully off tune to to piss off Bakugo ofc.

Fun Fact: The whole Bakusquad got kicked out of his car at least five times singing terribly lmaooooo

(!!I'M WRITING THIS HEADCANON BEFORE THE TRAITOR ERA HE HAD!!)⬇️

💅Voguing king✨ that's the title Yuga Aoyama gives himself when his headphones are filled with the sounds of VOGUE EDITS IM SORRY HE SERVES CUNT ISTG GO LOOK AT HIS HERO COSTUME UGHHHH 😫 he even putson fashion shows with the Class A Girls 🥺🥺 *imagines him voguing to this 1 hour playlist of just phonk/runway music cause I can*

He is also very bold at expressing his love for future funk obsession, his peers don't mind it at all..well, ONE person *cough cough bakugo*. ⬇️

Totally applies his makeup (generally eyeliner cause he has the ✨prettiest✨ eyes, fight me 🤪)to either one of those two categories imo (he gives me when i suddenly want to try runway eyeliner makeup😭 -cries in non fem queen-)

BEST FOR LAST MOTHAFUCKIN' BAKUGO AND KIRISHIMA aka BakuKiri or KiriBaku (shoutout to the shippers for that pair✌️) 💥🤟

Heavy Metal/Death Metal for Bakugo

NEFFEX, Rock and workout tunes for Kirishima

Five Finger Death Punchis literally Boom Boom Boi's fav and Kiri is in the car just vibing and just not minding it at all knowing it's his way of relieving stress from work plus it's manly sounding anyway to him as well so whatever makes him happy ❤️

Psst..come here..*whispers in your ear* Bakugo gets with Tokoyami for secret thrashing sessions sometimes 🤫

YOU CANNOT TELL ME THAT THEY DON'T! THE DARK OVERLORD AND THE ANGRY POMERANIAN THRASHING TOGETHER LMAOO AND THEN KIRI JOINS IN LATER AND THEN THE WHOLE BAKUSQUAD LMAOAOAO

Now Kiri goes to the gym pumping iron to some Neffex is a must for him that's his whole workout niche but anywhere his workout playlist goes who knows?

Has a whole thrash playlist as well go figs

Disco on the treadmill? yes please

Dubstep while throwing around that heavy ass rope? yessir yessir

At the end of the day he's chillin' to some chillstep while laying on his bed after a shower, resting to recharge for the next day

MIneta...yeahhhh dont give him the aux cord..just don't trust him

Imma just say one word that he would blare on someone speaker

Cupcakke

That is all..so hide yo aux cords or don't bring it at all and just stick to the radio

[megashadowdragon]

reddit comments

"RITSUKA LISTEN TO ME. YOU NEED TO STOP FUCKING EVERYONE. HALF OUR SUPPORT STAFF ARE MILFS NOW. WE CANNOT RUN THIS OPERATION WHEN YOU'VE DOUBLED OUR PERSONNEL WITH YOUR DICK. RITSUKA. RITSUKA LISTEN. YOU GOTTA LEARN TO PULL OUT. JESUS CHRIST."

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User avatar level 2 BobtheBac0n · 2 days ago "BUT THEY'RE ALL SO FUCKING HOT! WOMEN ARE AMAZING, AND THEY'RE A WOMAN AMONG WOMEN! I WANNA BE A GOOD FRIENDS WITH BENEFITS, A GOOD HUSBAND, AND A GOOD FATHER TO THEM AND OUR KIDS!"

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User avatar level 3 Genprey · 2 days ago

Albrecht-face "FOR THE LOVE OF GOETIA, RITSUKA, THANKS TO YOUR STUNT, THE HALLS ARE CROWDED WITH FEMALE SERVANTS AND FERGUS WAITING FOR 'THEIR TURN'! WE'RE ALREADY GETTING GRILLED FOR SUMMONING ALL THESE EXTRA CLASSES, HOW DO YOU THINK WE'LL LOOK WHEN ONE MAN BREAKS ALL CONVENTIONS AND IMPREGNATES THE ENTIRETY OF THE THRONE OF HEROES!?"

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User avatar level 4 Zenom · 2 days ago Fergus: I taught that boy well.

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User avatar level 5 Suru_LovesHentai OP · 2 days ago First Cu now Fujimaru

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User avatar level 4 DiceCubed1460 · 2 days ago The children of half the historical and mythical heroes just running around in modern day bc Guda couldn’t keep it in his pants.

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User avatar level 5 Anadaere · 2 days ago Zeus: sheds tear We lost to a great rival. I'm so proud

Kirsch: And why are you a woman now? Zeus? ZEUS?

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User avatar level 6 MetroSimulator · 2 days ago DAYBIIIT, ZEUS TURNED INTO A WOMAN AND IS SEDUCING RITSUKA, DAYBIIIIIT

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User avatar level 7 AstralPamplemousse · 2 days ago He’s simply scouting the competition

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User avatar level 7 BlackMan9693 · 2 days ago Have this poor man's gold 🥇🪙 lmao. It's been quite a while since I came across a Kirsch panic comment.

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User avatar level 8 MetroSimulator · 1 day ago No worries I loved that joke, wanted more tho. 😉

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User avatar level 7 sorcerer86pt · 2 days ago Wodine, He's rizzing female ORT

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User avatar level 7 Hp22h · 2 days ago Batter Up! I mean, he turned into a bull and a shower of piss one time. Honestly, this is the least weird way he could have gone about it…

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User avatar level 7 ImRinKagamine · 1 day ago

Saber the only best blonde waifu. Sheeesh

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User avatar level 5 Embarrassed-Ad1509 · 2 days ago Wait, doesn’t that make Gudao the new Zeu-aaand I’m stopping myself right there.

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User avatar level 4 tsukaistarburst · 2 days ago I want Gudao to impregnate all the servants, honestly. Let's just make this the Danganronpa Bad End with more people.

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User avatar level 5 ozne1 · 2 days ago dead inside I give up restoring humanity, lets create a new one.

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User avatar level 6 Sherezade_III Cake day · 2 days ago :Okita: Okita fan-raptor Goetia: THAT WAS MY IDEA BUT NoOoOo ~ ! HE'S THE BAD GUY FOR DOING THAT, LETS F#$KING KILL HIM, AN THEN THIS ONE APPEARS AND EVERYONE WANTS HIS PENIS !

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User avatar level 5 Jovahexeon-Ranvexeon · 2 days ago

:Suzuka: Context to said ending?

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User avatar level 6 version15 · 2 days ago

"Welcome to my World" Basically the very few remaining students accept a life inside the school and Aoi gets knocked up multiple times lol. It's not really a serious ending though

I fucking love Davinci basically scolding her son for knocking up one of their best geniuses on their team, a part of the Chaldean family, and now they gotta raise a baby while also saving the world.

I can also imagine that, Ritsuka probably wasn't exactly given much choice to pull out given how many women in Chaldea have more strength than him or have access to strength enhancing magic

Da Vinci: YOU NEED TO WEAR PROTECTION FROM NOW ON

Ritsuka: But I used my Emergency Evade…

Da Vinci: AND LOOK HOW MUCH GOOD THAT DID

YOU THINK I DIDNT TRY?! SHE LEG LOCKED ME WHILE USING REINFORCEMENT! HOW DO YOU WANT ME TO PULL OUT?!

To be fair with how strong these girls are pulling out might not be an option, like can you imagine if it was Barghest or Kiara? You wouldn’t have much of a choice if they didn’t want you to move

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User avatar level 1 ShadowxDark87_Gaming · 1 day ago That's curious… Da Vinci (Rider) it's the servant with highest bond in my chaldea xD

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User avatar level 1 YuudaiJP · 1 day ago Ritsuka:Look! I'm like, what a 16/18 year old male, surrounded by beautiful women all the time. My hormones keep kicking in….. what am I supposed to do, Da-Vinci?

Da-Vinci : I don't know…..maybe wait until you're older or until the world order is finally restored.

Ritsuka: And how long do I have to wait until everything goes back to normal?

Da-Vinci: ahem…..

Ritsuka: Yeah! That what I thought. Now excuse I have to date with Jeanne right now and then at another date with Sith at 4 pm, and then I'm sleeping with Kiyo at 8 pm.

Da-Vinci: Wait, do you have a freaking schedule for this?

Ritsuka: pulls a long list Oh, this is just for today. Tomorrow, I have…..

Da-Vinci: STOP! I'm done. You can do whatever you like!.

Tomoe: Man, master you're life make a good/crappy VN, you know.

Osakabehime: or you're typical harem manga.

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Bonk bonk on the head: Children in Star Trek

By Ames

There are myriad reasons why your hosts here at A Star to Steer Her By don’t usually care for children characters in our Star Trek, most of which are highly subjective and involve how much we dislike kids in general for being obnoxious, snotty, blithering miscreants. But that may just be me. What’s a more reasonable and less obstinate reason for disliking them so much of the time is that writers have no idea how to write for children characters, and all too frequently (especially in older shows) these youngsters just don’t have the acting chops even if the writers could give them something to do.

So let’s let the children run rampant as we go through what makes a good child character in a show like any of the classic Trek series. Which kids get a pat on the head and which get the infamous bonk bonk? Read on below for their report cards and listen to us pass notes in class over on this week’s episode of the podcast (discussion at 59:10). Nyah nyah nyah nyah nyah!

[Images © CBS/Paramount]

Unruly mobs of kids

What would one call a group of children in a Star Trek show? An anomaly of children? A supermassive black hole of children? Regardless, the worst kids come in bunches. When there’s a horde of them running around, you can tell we’re going to have a bad time on this podcast because obnoxiousness is exponential and also because it means the writers are probably using the children as some kind of general plot device. We see this in “When the Bough Breaks” and “And the Children Shall Lead” when the whole point of the episodes is to save a mass of mewling children from whatever nonsense we’ve gotten messed up in. Was it worth it to save these brats? You be the judge.

We get smaller groups of children in “Disaster” and “Innocence,” but their purpose is mostly the same: to test the patience of whichever officer they’re stuck with during some kind of crisis so that they can come out the other side slightly more developed. It’s not about the kids themselves; it’s about how our hero character grows. Picard, who notoriously hates kids, is stuck in a turbolift with three pissants in scenes that might as well be torture. And Tuvok pushes his Vulcan patience to the brink, putting up with three Drayan kids who harbor the dumbest secret the show could have attempted.

But the “Miri” kids really take the cake, despite introducing us to Phil and Iona Morris, whom we still love. But dang, kids in the 60s just couldn’t act. The two lead kids were played by freakin’ adults, having to play children who were prepubescent because there was no way they could carry an episode otherwise. Aside from being utterly distracted by those two, we found the rest of the episode felt like watching the crew get put in charge of a particularly rowdy daycare. This episode gets two bonks on the head.

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My parent is a big deal at the Starfleet factory

In your typical monster-of-the-week episodic television, these children of the week get a brief moment in the sun just because their parents are Starfleet (or uncles… or godparents… listen you try making a list like this). They don’t get to stick around long enough to really develop, and thus they get one episode to resolve whatever their conflict is, and thusly thus, they start falling into that same category in which they feel more like props than characters. Take Ian Troi from “The Child” and Clara Sutter from “Imaginary Friend” for example. Both are merely serving as the impetus to get the story to the ending. And strangely, it’s the same ending: we learn the little kid was just an alien trying to learn about our culture through the eyes of a child. Like they say: if I had a nickel for every time this happened, I’d have two nickels, but it’s still weird it happened twice in the same damn show.

Similarly, consider Belle and Jeffrey, the EMH’s holochildren from “Real Life.” They are quite literally props, first that the Doctor creates to allow him the experience of simulated parenting, and second that are used very blatantly to develop his character. I’d say they’re both acted quite well (Belle’s final scene is really quite lovely), but they are not here to be characters, but caricatures. René Picard fills a similar role in the Picard family in the episode “Family.” He doesn’t get a ton to do, but he mostly represents the conflict between brothers Jean-Luc and Robert: one part the explorer among the stars and one part loyal to the family. Which will René choose? Never mind, he burns in a fire. So much for exploring the duality of character that Jean-Luc himself struggles with. The poor thing.

Janeway’s godson Q Junior from “Q2” might be a slightly better executed example in this category, and it’s probably because Keegan de Lancie can act. And was a teen at the time. And because the episode was about him developing as a character instead of being used to propel someone else’s development or to get us to the end of a science fiction story. If it weren’t for the sorta twist ending, he’d fit well in our next mass of children…

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Orphan boys on the airlock-step

You’d think Star Trek were a Disney movie with just how many orphaned children are running around, looking for guidance from crew members whose expertise is questionable at best. Since we get stuck with most of these kids because of some kind of accident or crisis or bad sale made by Quark, it’s a little bit understandable that they come with a big helping of emotional baggage. Which, frankly, gives them something the previous group of children didn’t have: a starting personality trait. On Deep Space Nine, for instance, we meet Rubal in “Cardassians,” the child of a gul who is raised by Bajorans to hate his biological people, and also the Jem’Hadar child from “The Abandoned” whom Odo attempts to raise to not be so bloodthirsty but fails because it’s in his DNA. These are kids we feel for because they are forced to confront the racism inherent in our societies, especially when O’Brien is around!

Next Gen is just teeming with orphans and we get a couple whose parents in Starfleet get killed in the line of duty when we meet Jeremy Aster in “The Bonding” and Timothy in “Hero Worship.” Each latches on to an Enterprise crewmember (Worf and Data, respectively) as a way to cope with their grief, and their stories are actually pretty empathetic… though they’d be more so if they weren’t child actors from the 90s.

We talked a little on the podcast this week about our keening friend Jono from “Suddenly Human” and how his story is a very thought-provoking one. Sure, the boy himself is a freaking monster I wouldn’t wish on anyone, especially Picard, but when you cut through his tough exterior and upsetting misogyny, there is a child who harbors a great deal of trauma, reforged identity, and love for his adoptive father Endar, whom you’ll remember from our Parents blogpost!

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Girl scout troop leaders

It’s a little strange that we see so many times little kids – little girls in particular – who act as tour guides to their culture. Perhaps it’s that we can understand another complex society more easily when it’s through the innocent eyes and uncomplicated language of children, and all these young girl scouts are just so naturally sweet, caring, and empathetic that they want to help our crew members through their scrapes. Oji from “Who Watches the Watchers” and Gia from “Thine Own Self” fit this bill to a tee. Each comes from a less developed society, but their curiosity and open minds urge them to want to learn about the newcomers to their villages and also to help these newcomers learn about them in return.

We also have two young leaders in this group in Salia from “The Dauphin” and Varis Sul from “The Storyteller.” These two episodes are basically the same story: 1) young princess needs to learn how to lead her society; 2) a love interest on the ship / space station makes googoo eyes at her; 3) everyone learns a lesson in how to treat people. Are they way too young to be leading their people? Absolutely. But they’re actually the perfect age to introduce the audience to their culture and put a friendly face on a bunch of weird aliens.

One more little girl who introduces us to her culture is Hedril in “Dark Page,” who reminds Lwaxana of her late daughter Kestra so much she goes into a coma about it. Hedril herself does a good job of serving as the literal voice of her people, and her youth is actually appropriate for her role because her mind is flexible enough to adapt to new languages and new experiences that the Cairn adults struggle with. We’ll even see a couple more of these plucky gals in our next section since they’re so ubiquitous. 

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Can we adopt these kids?

So what gets you on our list of favorite minor or one-off children from all of classic Trek? It seems to be as simple as the ability to surprise us. Good science fiction characters have layers, and the kids on our best list are all more than meets the eye. Two kids who turn out to be more than what they seem are Barash from “Future Imperfect” and Taya from “Shadowplay,” neither of whom are actually the little children they appear to be on the outside and that just makes them all the more lovable. Whether you’re a little alien boy with a holoprojector who could also fit in our orphans category and who just wants a play date, or a little hologram girl who herself is basically a walking, talking dolly, these kids can stick around.

We’re also fans of Sarjenka from “Pen Pals,” yet another from our troop of girl scouts here to put a cute face on the periled people she’s literally the voice of. Her innocence, childlike wonder, and ingenuity to basically work a HAM radio are enough to make us shatter the Prime Directive any day. We haven’t gotten to Enterprise on the podcast yet, but be prepared to really root for Sim when we hit “Similitude.” His story is so tragic and empathetic that it’ll definitely elicit some kind of emotional response, so make sure you’re following the podcast when we hit that episode for a really heart-wrenching spin on a child character.

Hands down though, our favorite kid character has got to be Mezoti, the droneling we first picked up in “Collective.” From the moment we meet her, she just screams personality. It certainly helps that she’s got the leg up on most other children because she’s also got the collected experiences of the Borg Collective to pull from, but that gives her some interesting layers of depth and adds conflict into her complex character in ways even adult characters don’t always get. Resistance to her character was indeed futile.

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Main character kids

These kids are kinda in a class all their own because we see them enough that they’re really part of the family. Literally! They grow up in front of our eyes on their respective shows, and our connections with them vary wildly depending on their writing. Molly O’Brien and Alexander Rozhenko, for instance, are [usually] both so very young that they’re more props than characters. You can’t really expect stellar acting out of children that small and predictably we don’t get it, often to infuriating effect. Working around children’s limited abilities and scheduling regulations makes some of these episodes just a pain to watch, no matter how cute they are.

The bigger kids like Wesley Crusher and Naomi Wildman (thank goodness for Ktarian aging!) have it easier because they can actually be relied upon to do things. Some would say Wesley sucks as much as his sweaters, but I contend that it’s that the writers let the plot dictate his character instead of the other way around. They need Wesley to save the day all the time to show how he’s a child prodigy, infuriating all the adults around him who should have the run of the room. When the seasons progress and Wil Wheaton leaves the main cast, the focus on his appearances is more character based than plot based, like in some great performances in “Final Mission,” “The Game,” and “Journey’s End.” Naomi, on the other hand, just gets to be a kid! And she’s great at it! We see her in lots of settings and scenarios that are appropriate for her age, and whenever she does something clever, it’s because she’s being taught how to be clever, not showing up everyone around her. And when she’s the focus of an episode like “Once Upon a Time,” she really proves that she’s a character first and a literary device much much further down the list.

Jake Sisko is basically the poster child of how to write a child character in Star Trek, or even just in general. He’s defined by his relationships with people, not by what an episode needs from him. The father-son bond that we talked about in our Parents post is on high display, as well as his friendship with Nog, a child character who already has a leg up because he’s portrayed by a more experienced adult actor in Aaron Eisenberg, giving young Cirroc Lofton something to work with instead of against. Jake and Nog are both allowed to just be kids! To grow naturally, to get in trouble, to develop into more faceted people as children do. The science fiction nature of the show is just the setting, not the entirety of their characters and it’s a delight to watch their earnest portrayals and the people they become.

— Ollie ollie oxen free! We’re going to give everyone a time out just to get a little peace and quiet around here, so keep your eyes here for more posts, follow along as we near the end of our watchthrough of Voyager over on SoundCloud or wherever you listen to podcasts, hang out with us on Facebook and Twitter, and don’t trust those pesky grups!

[ooops-i-arted]

Dear oops,

Don't read this if you are still avoiding spoilers for season 3. Just perhaps reply if you can after you watch the show?

I've just listened to an interesting possible explanation of why season 3 of The Mandalorian has its take on Din and the Darksaber. ( I don't care if it's supposed to be his family name, not his personal - I'm not calling him Djarin!)

There was supposed to be a series called "Rangers of the New Republic" but Gina Carano's monkeyshines torpedoed it. This YouTube creator thinks that this show will reappear with Din and Grogu as reoccurring characters but not being the focus of the show ( it had better not be "Trapper Wolfe" Filoni!!) The last episode where Din talks to Carson Teva about getting some "unofficial work" points to this - Teva is the person who gave Cara Dune her marshall badge and now seems to be trying to ride herd on this part of the Outer Rim.

What do you think? They seem to have shunted Din and Grogu well out of The Mandalorian by giving them a happy ending and a tiny house with a pond for snacks/animal abuse depending on how hungry the kid is. So as far as I'm concerned The Mandalorian is over. Hell, I think Pascal only did voice overs this third season as we never saw him once. Happy to see they gave credit to the men who bring Din's armor to life in this season.

I respect your views on this show that I've loved for at least two seasons. So what do you think? And watch Screen Junkies "Honest Trailer" for Season 3 - it has a nice slap on Filoni forcing the Mandalorian into his cartoon world.

Be safe and be well

Jay

Do NOT get me started on the creep factor of Grogu using IG-11's skeleton as his battlebot body - ick!!!

I still haven't watched the end because my sister and I watch together and now I finished school+taking online classes this summer and her job is at her busy season so I have no idea when we're getting around to it. (Especially because I'm trying to convince her to watch at least season 1 of Rebels now. "You said Filoni ruined this show too!" "Yes but you will LOVE the Ghost crew! They have a murder droid!") But I've seen enough spoilers to know what happens. I mean, it could've been worse.

It veers a bit into conspiracy theory but I'm so behind the idea that Gina shitting the bed ruined all Favroni's plans. I'm guessing she was supposed to head Rangers of the New Republic and Din got the Mandalore plot (the show was SO CLEARLY setting up a Reluctant Ruler Turns Out To Be What His People Needs a la Movie!Aragorn in the season 2 finale). But instead of recasting Cara (maybe that wasn't a financially secure option to pin a show on a lesser name? because Katy O'Brian is RIGHT THERE as a perfect muscle lady Cara recast) Din got Cara's New Republic plotlines shoved into his show, he became the Ranger, and Bo-Katan was rebranded from compelling Anti-Hero who could make up for her mistakes to Mandalorian Barbie Princess who the narrative treats as Always Justified even when she shouldn't be (shouldn't her people turn on her for just giving the Darksaber to Gideon? or at least call her out and say she doesn't deserve it? isn't this the third time she's had it and failed to lead Mandalore?) and gets the Mandalore plotline THAT SHOULD HAVE BEEN DIN'S. IT MAKES NO SENSE.

And I feel icky agreeing with the assholes who prop up Gina but.... Cara was an important part of the show. She was a significant secondary character with lots of interesting hooks to tie into the plot: Former Rebel who left the New Republic, the perfect lens to see the faltering New Republic through by someone who saw its flaws and wouldn't go along with them early. Potential redemption arc by trying to Do The Right Thing and fix those flaws and/or help people against the Empire like she originally wanted to. Another Alderaanian besides Leia who we could've seen the Alderaanian people's fate through - are they and Cara still in mourning? Is there anger now? Are they rebuilding a New Alderaan? How has their culture suffered, endured, or changed?

Not to mention it is was so, so refreshing to see a new body type that was thicc and strong and still feminine. I haven't looked like the Rey/Ahsoka/Bo-Katan/literally almost everyone else body type that's always shown since I was 16. Cara and Gina's portrayal were really meaningful to me and it's so disappointing that Gina is a bigoted moron and that cost us a wonderful, unique, inspiring character. I know I keep harping on this I'm sorry. I love Cara so much and I REFUSE to hand her over to the bigots.

Idk. I really hate to say it, but it's the second time Filoni's one-trick pony writing style (look at these new interesting characters! Just kidding my TCW characters! LOOK AT THEM YOU'RE FORCED TO AHAHAHA) has caused me to have significantly less interest in a show I loved with amazing, unique characters. I was mad as fuck but now I've cooled off and I'm just turning back to my Caradin fanfiction when I actually have time to write, which has been next to zilch lately.

I also do not disagree that Grogu piloting IG-11's corpse is rather weird, but also that's pretty standard "we can't decide if droids are sentient or not" Star Wars fare. Myself I'm just too happy to see him FINALLY HAVE AN ASSISTIVE TALKING DEVICE it overrides anything else lol. (I do totally agree that Din Grogu is stupid. Lastname first conventions have not been established - for example, he's Boba Fett not Jango Boba. I think it would be great and make sense to have different naming conventions among different cultures, but this is a stupid way to do it. You can't even argue that it's just a Children of the Watch thing because Paz Vizla clearly has his well-known clan name last.)

[ilovetheminecraft]

What would you think Chloe and Audrey heard rumours about the way they were going to be portrayed in Astruc’s new movie, so they went back to Paris in an unsuccessful attempt to stop the movie from being completed? Then an evilized villain (maybe a wishmaker-like villain or maybe even a villain that's unrelated to the butterfly miraculous) caused Chloe and Zoe to switch bodies somehow, and nobody fully understands what's going on, so Zoe (in Chloe's body) is taken by Audrey back to New York, despite Zoe desperately trying to explain things. But Chloe enters a fugue state (heavily due to trauma caused by the neglect of her parents) and genuinely thinks she's Zoe, and is even able to recall many of the things Zoe did due to being in Zoe's body. The class thinks “Zoe's” change in behavior is due to the psychological effects of method acting, since “Zoe” is playing Chloe in Astruc's new movie, but they gradually convince “Zoe” to let them help her relearn how to be “herself” again. Meanwhile, in New York, Zoe is trying to get back to Paris, but when she gets there, “Zoe” thinks she’s there to try to hurt Marinette.

Eventually, after listening to “Chloe”, Marinette starts to suspect that “Chloe” might be telling the truth, so she decides that she must test “Chloe” and “Zoe”. She fakes being in danger to see how they react. “Zoe” reacts slightly faster than “Chloe”, so Marinette comes to the conclusion that “Chloe” is lying and that “Chloe” has an evil and manipulative plan. Marinette thinks that “Chloe” must have picked up a few tricks from Lila, because she thinks no version of Chloe could possibly react faster than Zoe when it comes to protecting her. So Audrey takes “Zoe” back to New York again to “correct” her after “Zoe” fails to convince anyone of the truth.

10 years later, “Zoe” gets seriously injured after fighting a villain when Ladybug isn’t around, which causes “Zoe” to not have long to live. Then Ladybug accidentally stumbles upon the truth about “Zoe” while trying to help “Zoe” using magical powers. Ladybug decides that the moral thing to do is to switch Chloe and Zoe back to their original bodies. Once Zoe gets her body back, she blames Chloe for her impending death and for leaving her with 10 years of loneliness, while Chloe got off scot-free. When Lila gets defeated, Zoe steals the Butterfly Miraculous to get her hands on Ladybug and Catnoir’s miraculouses, hoping to “make things right”. Zoe gets defeated by the heroes (including Chloe, who has gotten her memories back) and Ladybug manages to cure Zoe’s injuries.

I'm not sure I understand all of this, but the parts that I do I think are AWESOME!! It's so angsty, and poor Zoe and Chloe.

And with the part about the class thinking "Chole"'s change in behaviour was due to psychological effects of method acting, they could maybe even just think she's trying to manipulate them to get something off her which would further isolate Zoe

(But it's absolutely your story and I am not telling you to change it )

I absolutely love your idea!!

[imaginejolls]

wheee let's do this

Star Sign(s): taurus sun, taurus moon, leo rising

Favorite Holidays: halloween :[

Last Meal: lactose free vanilla yogurt coupiously globbed onto a lemon sheet cake. delicious.

Current Favorite Musician: according to spotify wrapped it's Kiki Rockwell, which tracks, but to be honest i haven't intentionally put on music in about two weeks.

Last Music Listened To: the video i just queued had "i need a hero" playing in it. otherwise i'm finding songs for an iron flame inspired playlist so i played other people's recommendations, last of which was "the king's affirmations"

Last Movie Watched: probably Bottoms (2023)! i'm not much of a movies person haha

Last TV Show Watched: I gave Beacon 23 a chance and i am intrigued. also first episode of season 2 of Vigil!

Last Book/Fic Finished: Iron Flame. i was kind of annoyed by the ending, but if i just pretend the last couple of chapters aren't real, the whole book was a good time had by me.

Last Book/Fic Abandoned: well i never finished Vampire Academy book 4 that i started reading this spring or whenever :D

Currently Reading: nothing. well wheel of time book 4, i only have 20 pages left, but i need to be in a good headspace to finish it and the empyrean series is currently occupying 100% of my mental real estate so. it's gotta wait :D

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: it was probably me googling "do deaf people moan during sex" for my last fanfic :D

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: i don't think i have one, i just have a lot of love for all of my fandom friends. i feel so warm thinking of you all scattered across the globe, having the pleasure of meeting you thanks to our shared interest

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: Siren, probably. i miss my twitter mutuals </3

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: the nevers, probably! such a good show, it deserved the space to tell its story in full. captivating ideas

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For: a multichaptered fanfic based on a tumblr post that i tragically don't have the brain to plot, wanting to learn screenwriting, wanting to learn voice acting, wanting to do cosplays... everything costs money, my country has seemingly no creative classes or resources, and i don't have nearly enough time to do everything. i feel like there are no in person clubs for adults wanting to try out new hobbies. the only things that come up when i look stuff up are facebook groups -_-

tagging: @random-french-girl @leverage-ot3 @sshepardcommander @mythologicalstar @ninzied @carry-the-sky

"About the Blogger" Meme

@all-inmoderation tagged me. I haven't done one of these in ages, so this was fun. Thank you .D

Star Sign(s): Libra (don't ask me about rising and all that stuff, I know nothing about Astrology)

Favorite Holidays: Christmas, I love the cosiness.

Last Meal: Fries from the new kebab place around the corner. Had a craving, but they were sadly a bit underwhelming. Nothing more disappointing food item than underwhelming fries.

Current Favorite Musician: Been listening to a lot of Alabama Shakes this weekend. The intro to Sound and Color is just sooo fucking good.

Last Music Listened To: The spotify playlist called Indie Rock Club, which turned out to be all of the music I listened to in my late teens and early twenties. Ripped me right back to that time. Wild.

Last Movie Watched: Wow, Piggy was the last movie I watched, I really need to have a new years resolution to watch more movies. Piggy is fucking excellent though. Loved it, loved it, loved it. Go watch it.

Last TV Show Watched: I'm in the middle of rewatching Babylon Berlin in order to watch season 4 and 5. All doom and glitter and the party and depravity that never ends, and Charlotte and Gereon are such engaging and complicated lead characters. Still love it.

Also watching season 2 of World on Fire, which is a fine show, though not nearly as good. But it does have Jonah Hauer King in it though, and I am a simple woman, let me watch that man having an existential crisis and I'm THERE. He looks SO handsome when he doesn't know what's going on, lol.

Last Book/Fic Finished: I've been struck hard by project moving, so I've mostly been listening to Agatha Christie audiobooks. The last time I moved, I moved into a single room, and by the time I moved was living in the apartment by myself along with all the new stuff I've acquired. It's been hellish. So cosy mysteries it is.

Last Book/Fic Abandoned: I was reading a biography on Robert the Bruce that I abandoned once project moving started up and I stopped having the bandwidth for anything too complicated.

Currently Reading: Klara and the Sun by Kazuo Ishiguro, excellent so far, which is not surprising, since I've loved all of his books that I've read.

Last Thing Researched for Art/Writing/Hyperfixation: Waltzing in the 19th century.

Favorite Online Fandom Memory: The buck wild hour long quarantine era chats with the Nabrina crowd in the discord.

Favorite Old Fandom You Wish Would Drag You Back In/Have A Resurgence: CAOS I guess? The Nabrina fandom is still one of the least toxic ones I've ever been in, at least the little corner that I was in.

I'm counting on a Batcat fandom resurgence once the next Battinson movie comes out in like 500 years (sob!)

Favorite Thing You Enjoy That Never Had an Active or Big "Fandom" but You Wish It Did: Oh so many things. Fandom culture is brutal these days because people are moving on so fast. Like the Little Mermaid came out this spring and it seems mostly dead already. Or perhaps people are just in other places that tumblr?

Tempting Project You're Trying to Rein In/Don't Have Time For: Everything? Lol. Between trying to paint my new flat and christmas and some family stuff going on it feels like I don't have time for anything at all right now. Including the self-indulgent smut fic that I'm writing for the Little Mermaid at the moment. But that smut fic is my happy place at the moment, so I must persist!

tagging @robertdeniroimdb @bugsysiegels @raxiesrot @gothamsgaygirlgang @imaginejolls @deadgirlsupremacy @sweet-reverie along with anyone else who'd like to have a go

[justoneacatperson]

Scary dog privilege

I'm just listing characters that I think are the definition of scary dog privilege.

Bakugou Katsuki:

I don't think there's anyone reading this and Katsuki didn't come first to their mind as a scary dog. Although we have seen many memes and jokes about him being Pomeranian, we can all agree that when he is angry he is capable of looking like a scary Doberman or Rottweiler.

Bakugou would be protective over you when you are in a public place. He would growl at anyone who bothers you. Just make a slight facial expression of discomfort and he will immediately jump. He will always hold your hand in his, not letting you move away from him.

Deku:

Listen to me first, then comment on anything!

Izuku is my favorite bnha character and I'm less or more tired of hearing that he's like a puppy, a cute bunny, constantly crying and blah, blah, blah... and suddenly everyone forgets that this motherfucker has kicked so many villain asses! He is a respectful man who is shy, but if you are his target he will destroy you.

I think we can all agree that he is very caring and protective of his s/o. He doesn't find you weak or that you wouldn't be able to cope on your own without him, but it makes him feel useful and calm by keeping an eye on you, knowing that he can protect you if is necessary.

Izuku would rarely raise his voice or use force against someone, usually he is very understanding, but I would say that he will always intervene if someone bothers you. And I don't think anyone would fight a man who could kill them with just one finger.

Mezo Shoji:

Although he is one of the calmest and most collected people in class 1-A, his appearance radiates a scary dog vibe.

Which I like, but it also makes me sad, because we all know that he is insecure because of his appearance. He wears a mask for this, because he has scared a little girl in his hometown and does not want to scare more people.

On the other hand, it is easy for him to protect you and make sure you are well. You are the person who loves him unconditionally and likes his appearance, so he no longer cares what other people think about his appearance.

I can imagine a scene in which he walks with his s/o and people just make way for him when they see him walking next to you, moving away from you two so as not to bother you.

Rumi Usagiyama (Miruko):

Even if she is 159cm (5'2) she is able to lift a whole elephant!

She also has a pretty wild personality and is protective over you, especially as the No.5 hero she always worries about you and your safety.

Due to her status as a hero in the top 10, many people have witnessed or watched videos seen what she is capable of, so I would imagine the big opportunity for people to move a few meters away from her when she is in a public place with her s/o so that she does not consider anyone a danger to you.

Enji Todoroki (Endeavor):

Do I need to explain?

I think his fans themselves would run out of his way if they saw him walk up to them with you by his side.

Although he is not one of the most physical people in love, he would hold your hand in his, giving sharp glances to the people around him not to get too close.

His face screams "be away"

Nana Shimura:

I think every OFA guard is from a muscular giant to an even more muscular and big giant.

(off topic, I just want to share that I want to be crushed between her biceps or thighs)

I would run out of her way if I saw her walking towards me, even if she was my wife. I think this gives you an idea of what a scary dog she can be.

btw, can anyone give me ideas for fics with Shimura Nana? she is an underrated goddess!

These are the people on my list, if you think there are other bnha characters who are the definition of scary dog privilege I would be happy if you share it with me. :)

[eddieswh0r]

It takes one, to know one.

Eddie Munson FanFic.

Summary: your whole world takes a turn when you realise he’s not the freak everyone makes out.

Warnings: Swearing, Violence, Drug use.

Word count: don’t ask 😅

This is part 1 of.. 🤷🏻‍♀️

P L E A S E PLEASE leave feedback and if you want the next part.

I hope you all e n j o y 😭🫶🏼

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“PRICK”

You smirked laughing at Jason’s remark to the absolute freak who was stood on the table across the cafeteria. Wavy brown hair, stood there with his fingers beside his head imitating the devil. Eddie fucking Munson. You hated him, with every ounce of your being, couldn’t stand the sight of the freak. What 19 year old plays Dungeons and Dragons AND if you had to hear Ozzy fucking Osbourne blast from his shitty clapped out van again you swear you’d combust in a rage and those stupid rings he wore, those stupid fucking oversized ridiculous rings.

“Y/n, COME ON!!” You snapped out of your scowling gaze at the metal head freak who had by now absolutely scared to death a fellow class mate and resumed his seat at the table. “Y/n, will you hurry up please? Chrissy has practise and you’ll be late for class” you gathered your things and followed Jason and Chrissy.

Chrissy was your best friend, you did absolutely everything together but she’d started spending more time with Jason recently but that was ok as the three of you did everything together, it wasn’t weird though being a third wheel. You loved Jason to bits and he was your hero, you looked upto him a hell of a lot. This only bought you closer together and your bond was unbreakable.

Seeing as he is your brother, after all.

…

“NO FUCK RIGHT OFF, I’M NOT DOING IT, NO WAY”

“Y/N. you HAVE too. I can’t afford to be thrown off the basketball team, and Chrissy? Chrissy is smashing all classes and can’t be dropped off cheerleading”

“Jason.. please, he gives me the creeps! I can’t, I won’t. I hate him, he makes me wanna vom.”

“Look, please? Y/n for your bro? I promised the guys for the party you don’t wanna let them down do you?!”

You’d do anything, anything at all for your brother but this? This was gonna push you. You hated the idea of even being in the same school as Eddie fucking Munson, the freak, But going to get drugs from him for a party? It was a big ask, but you couldn’t let your brother down. You wouldn’t.

…

The cool autumn breeze moved some yellow tinged leaves along the floor of the woods where Jason told you to specifically be at 2:30pm. You left early, an hour before you had to be there, just to prepare yourself for meeting this freak.

“1:45pm, Hm. 45 minutes till IT turns up.” You mumbled under your breath. You looked around to make certain there was nobody nearby, you slipped your headphones on to your ears and hit play.

“RIDIN’ DOWN THE HIGHWAY

GOIN’ TO A SHOW

STOP IN ALL THE BYWAYS

PLAYIN’ ROCK N ROLL..”

The music blasted through your headphones, your foot tapping and head bopping. You closed your eyes and listened. You HATED the fact you absolutely loved this music because it was what he liked. That freak. It made you feel sick but you loved it and it was SO good. The music took over you, you led down on the bench, tapping your feet still, doing a little air guitar here and there while your eyes are scrunched shut.

Unbeknownst to you, leaves are crunching under white reeboks. Eddie was early, he just wanted his pre sale joint in peace but no such luck.

“Hey? Hello…?”

You didn’t respond, your music turned up full whack, you were too wrapped up in now Ozzy, which you claimed you hated but in fact absolutely loved! Eddie walked over towards you and could hear the faint beat, with a confused look on his face he bent down beside you and stretched his neck over to hear.

“I KNOW THAT THINGS ARE GOING WRONG FOR ME, YOU GOTTA LISTEN TO MY WORDS, YEAHHHH”

“Well shit.. Ozzy” Eddie muttered with a smirk appearing on his face, you blasted another little air guitar, eyes still closed not knowing what was going on. You sniffed up

“what IS that, what is that smell?!?”

Your eyes shot open and you scrambled to your feet.

“MUNSON. I.. wha..” did he hear it? He must have done, he was pretty fucking close. Eddie stood there, smirk on his stupid face and a joint to his lips.

“Ozzy eh?” He grinned.

“Why are you even here so early? Half 2 it was said.”

“Hey man, I could ask the same” he said raising his hands. “I shouted but Ozzy was priority.” A slight chuckle left his lips.

Just looking at him made your blood boil, his stupid laugh and stupid hair around his face. It made you sick. You slammed your purse on the table.

“Are we doing this or what? I don’t want to be here a moment longer with you.” Your eyebrows furrowed into a scowl.

“You think you’re better than me huh?” Eddie mocked, placing his metal lunchbox down on the bench.

“I don’t think I am, I KNOW I am.”

“The only reason they keep you around Carver, is because you’re a loser. Like me. You have nothing to lose.” Eddie taunted as he was now stood face to face with you. “They use you.”

You could feel your throat beginning to get scratchy, he’d hit a nerve. Your blood boiled and your whole being exploded.

“THEY DO NOT USE ME, I CAME HERE OFF MY OWN BACK TO DO A FUCKING DEAL WITH THE SCHOOL, NO THE TOWNS FREAK. YOU ARE NOTHING, YOU PLAY D&D WITH CHILDREN BECAUSE NOT ONE PERSON LIKES YOU, YOU LISTEN TO FUCKING METAL. IF ANYONE IS A LOSER EDDIE, ITS YOU.”

Your face was burning, the rage Inside you was too much to bare. Eddie nods in response to your outburst and leans in close to you, cm away from your face.

“Sorry what music do you listen to in secret? It takes one to know one, You’re a freak.” He smirked, massively.

“FUCK OFF, I AM ABSOLUTELY NOTHING LIKE YOU, NOTHING. YOU WALK AROUND NOT GIVING A SHIT WHEN REALLY YOU SHOULD BECA-.”

Your words cut short, you froze still. What the fuck is happening.

*smack*

Eddie held his cheek and you pushed him back.

“WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?! WH- I-“

you were in utter disbelief. Eddie planted his lips on yours, just out the blue, you didn’t know how to feel. Weirdly you didn’t feel sick or freaked out, you glared at him. Eddie was still holding his cheek, it was a fair smack you gave him.

“That shut you up, didn’t it Carver? I tell you what, you can fucking talk for the whole of Hawkins” he raised his hands, dramatically waving them around showing his pink burning cheek.

“I- you- I-“ you stumbled over your words, a low burning feeling in your stomach. It felt good, you didn’t want to admit it, man his lips were soft. You looked at his cheek and back at him. Eddie was still rambling on, you looked at him and I mean really looked. He had the softest eyes, you’d never noticed before.

“Carver, i really shut you up huh?” He smirked. “Fuck me man, you can talk. I thought we were here to do a deal? I mean like, im sorry but Jesus h chr-.”

You cut him off. Your hand twisted in the top of his T-shirt and lips on his. You wanted to make certain that it did feel good and you weren’t just longing for touch, any kind of touch, from anybody. But no, it did. It felt good, better than even. You liked it, his lips on yours, it was new, you still hated him but by god it was electric. Eddie really leant into the kiss, he was stood over you and as he put his hand on your waist you pushed him backwards letting out a breath.

“Where’s the stuff?” Breathing heavy, you looked at Eddie who had the most confusing look on his face, he signalled over to his metal box. You took it upon yourself to walk over and open it taking 2 small bags.

“These?” You called over while Eddie just stared at you. “Is it these 2 fucking bags or not?!” Slightly irritated in his no response, he managed to give you a slight nod this time, you grabbed your purse from next to the box and threw the cash into it and just walked off and kept walking, replaying over and over what had just happened. Was that real? Did that just happen?

. . .

“COLOUR ME YOUR COLOUR, BABY

COLOUR ME YOUR CAR.

COLOUR ME YOUR COLOUR, DARLING

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE”

Music was pumping throughout the house and garden, everyone was having such a good time. “CALL ME, ON THE LINE. CALL ME CALL ME ANYTIME” you and Chrissy jumped facing towards each other singing the song and laughing so loud. Jason was playing beer pong with his fellow basketball players and they’d already delved into the 2 small bags you’d got off Eddie for them. Eddie. Eddie fucking Munson. He’d been on your mind since what happened yesterday. You’d not seen him since but seeing as it was a Saturday and you’re not in school, why would your paths ever cross?

“Man, that was the BEST EVER CAMPAIGN. Eddie sure knows how to catch us off guard.”

You spun round on your heel at the mention of his name. What? Surely he’s not here? He wasn’t invited, he’d never be invited. But to your secret anguish, he wasn’t there. Dustin, Steve and Lucas. Of course, Lucas invited his friends. Steve was invited anyway, he was so cool and you’d always liked him, Jason didn’t care dustin was here, he wasn’t like the freak.

. . .

Outside was much cooler than the sweaty mess and wave of bodies that were crammed inside. You stumbled your way to the very back of the garden and propped yourself up on the bench, head between legs. “Fuck.. I’m gon-.”

You retched and retched, throwing up everything you’d drank. Your hair gathered behind your head out of your pale face and a hand rubbed your back.

“Ugh.. Chrissy thankyou. I don’t know why I’m so bad”

“I mean I’d look FINEE as a girl but you did drink way too much”

Your head span round so fast your neck could have literally snapped. “Eddie..” you said with almost a whisper as you wiped the corner of your mouth.

“What? Ho-. WHY ARE YOU HERE!!”

“Ive been here like 2 hours maybe? Your brother and his friends pretty much ran out and LOW AND BEHOLD THE FREAK WAS SUMMONED” Eddie stretched his arms above his head and practically shouted across the garden but nobody paid him attention.

“Go home EDDIE, no ONE wants..” *hiccup* “..wants YOU here!!” You stood up wobbling and almost falling to the side but Eddie caught you.

“Woah, woahhh. Looks like someone needs bed huh? You’re waaaay too drunk Carver. The fuck have you had to make you this bad” Eddie put his arm round your waist and yours round his.

“MUNSON I swear if you don’t let go of me I will SCREAM SO F-FUCKING LOUD”

“Go for it baby, you’re going to bed.”

“PEOPLE WILL SE- SEE ME WITH A FREAK AND WHAT WILL THEY THINK?!”

Eddie threw you over his shoulder and carried you inside, not a single person turned their head to look as you glanced round, they were all too drunk to care. Jason was more or less dry humping Chrissy against the kitchen side, Dustin was well being Dustin, he was looking through the shelves and Steve was busy trying to flirt but with no avail. Your eyes heavy as Eddie carried you upstairs, he pushed your door open with his foot.

. . .

Led under your covers, your eyes closed. Tiredness took over and you fell into a deep sleep. Eddie point blank refused to leave, he was sat on the floor next to you making sure you didn’t throw up in your sleep, his hand on your forehead.

“Shit, you’re hard work Carver” he muttered under his breath as his eyes slowly closed. At this point you were both soundly asleep as Eddies hand slipped gently from your forehead onto your shoulder.

. . .

The sun peaked in through the gap in the drawn curtains, soft snores came from both you and Eddie who were still soundly sleeping. While sleeping your hand linked with his, fingers intertwined.

“Y/NNN.. will you GET UP!!!”

The call of your name from Jason didn’t wake you, nor Eddie and with a crash of your door opening Jason stood in the door way taking in what he could see before him, your hand linked with the freak, the freak that is Eddie Munson. Every part of Jason’s body boiled with anger.

“WELL WELL WELL. WHAT THE FUCK DO WE HAVE HERE THEN” your eyes opened slowly not knowing what was going on nor even having a clue your fingers linked with Eddies but before you could even process anything a hand was dragged from yours and you suddenly sat bolt upright seeing Eddie being pulled up by the scruff of his top by Jason.

“You wanna fuck around with MY sister freak? Huh? You wanna do things to her against her will? Wait till I tell everyone what you’ve done to her, you’re gonna fucking pay for this”

“Hey man, I d-did nothing, I was making sure she was okay! I- I didn’t.. I was just..”

And with that Eddie let out a loud grunt as Jason’s fist connected with Eddies stomach then his face, punch after punch. Eddies lip instantly burst, he was doubled over taking hit after hit. He looked at you, bleeding mouth, soft but scared eyes. You did nothing, nothing at all.

“Y/n.. please, t-tell him, it’s not li-like that”

“Shut the FUCK up, FREAK. She won’t help you, not after what you did to her, you were seen you know, carrying her upstairs against her will.”

You looked at Eddies face pulling your cover under your chin, you couldn’t do anything, you couldn’t speak. He needed your help, he needed you to tell the truth but you didn’t. You let him take beating after beating. Jason dragged him out your room and down the stairs and finally throwing him out the front door. Eddie led there, helpless.

“If I ever see your face again, FREAK. Just know you won’t like what happens.” And with a swift few kicks to Eddies ribs, Jason slammed the door.

. . .

P l e a s e please leave a comment or

I don’t know if y’all want part 2😭🫶🏼

Part 2 ⬇️⬇️

[absolutepokemontrash]

Kid!MC/Teen!MC Needs someone to go to Parent Teacher Interviews for Them and Guess Who’s Available?

Masterlist

The brothers being bad babysitters/dad figures is something I love very much, I bet you all could already tell that considering the Fic/Headcanon series I have going on. I would just like you all to know that Asmo’s section is based on a true story. Anyhoo~ onto the Headcanons!

Why? Why Him? (Lucifer)

Is MC really dumb, or are they just a kid? No one knows.

Obviously MC asked Lucifer, the only competent one in the house, the most professional, hard-working, controlled-

MC got their things together and gave Lucifer the run down on their teacher(s) before Lucifer got too absorbed in extolling his own virtues in an intense internal monologue.

News flash Lucifer, this isn’t a Shakespeare play, you can’t have a dramatic monologue or soliloquy about how great you think you are

At the actual meeting, if MC is in there, no, MC is not actually in there. Lucifer will speak to the teacher as if MC isn’t there. As someone whose not a spoonful of sugar helps the medicine go down kind of person, Lucifer expects the teacher to behave the same and not spare MC’s feelings.

Feelings do not deserve to be spared if MC is being a nuisance. No fake-kid/little sibling of his gets to be the class idiot!

If MC’s doing very well academically, he expects to be pointed at projects or tests they’ve done and the grade on it. It really makes him proud to see MC doing well.

Even if they’re not the best academically, if they’re not failing and they’re doing well in other aspects of school, he’s proud.

If MC really struggles in a school environment and just hates it there but they’re still keeping their head above water, they get a head pat of approval.

On the drive home, if MC came with him to the parent teacher interviews and everything went well, he just happens to turn onto the street that has a Baskin Robin’s or something of that caliber.

If they didn’t go, he picks something up on the way back.

No fun treats if MC is being a disruptive little heathen in class, no kid under Lucifer’s care is going to be the class Mammon. Not on his watch.

MC was busily stuffed their face with the treats that were gifted to them. Lucifer had to hold himself back from rolling his eyes at the kid’s blatant disregard for basic table manners when it came to sweets.

“Is everything the teacher said true?” Lucifer asked, MC looked up at him with a smile.

“Yep!”

“Good, good.” Lucifer held out his hand and patted them on the head. “You’re doing well. Keep it up.”

“Geez,” MC mumbled as they continued to stuff their face. “Can you get anymore affectionate?”

“Don’t be sarcastic, MC. It’s uncouth.” Lucifer said sternly. “Besides, I’ll have you know that many people enjoy my headpats. I’m quite affectionate.”

“Really now? Name one person.”

Lucifer opened his mouth to respond, but no words came out. He and MC stared each other down, one pair of eyes much more nervous than the other. Spoiler, MC was still calmly eating their treat as they maintained eye contact.

“…Cerberus.”

“If you’re reaching for Cerberus, you’ve already lost.”

…his pride was under attack. Right in front of his desert…

“You’re grounded.”

“Worth it.”

*Rides by on a Skateboard* School is for NERDS (Mammon)

Pff! Stupid human! He’s not goin’ to some lame parent teacher conference-

Wait! What’s with that face?! Ugh… fine. MC’s gone and forced his hand with those damn puppy dog eyes…

Mammon does not dress up for this event, he dresses like he would every day, maybe throw on some designer stuff to let all the parents and teachers know he’s hot shit.

If MC goes with him, he pulls up in his beloved car and takes up two parking spaces (pure evil.). Every parent present already hates him, but at least the other kids there are impressed with MC’s sweet ride. MC would have gained some street cred if Mammon hadn’t managed to trip up the stairs to the classroom in front of everyone.

He’ll act way to casual with the teacher, turning the parent chair backwards and sitting down so he can lean on the seat.

Mammon gets bored crazy quickly while the teacher lists and explains all the stuff the class is learning, so his eyes begin to wander to any and all displays in the classroom. Projects, annoying posters, class pet, anything is more interesting than this teacher’s explanation.

When MC finally becomes the main topic of the interview, he’s all ears. MC’s doing great in school academically? Ha! Nerd! Maybe giving MC a playful noogie and interrupting the whole interview wasn’t a good idea, but whatever.

If MC’s failing anything, or just isn’t that gifted when it comes to grades, it’s very much a “Aw man me too” from Mammon.

This teacher is speaking with the Great Mammon, the first demon in RAD’s history to fail three semesters in a row. If this teacher thinks bad grades will phase him, they’re dead wrong.

Grades don’t mean anythin’ about smarts anyway! I mean, look at him! He’s a fuckin’ genius but he can’t get through a history test without sobbing even though he LIVED THROUGH MOST OF IT.

MC gets treats no matter what’s up in class. Though, if MC didn’t go with him, he’s likely to forget and just order something for the two of them when he gets back home.

“Goddamn teachers and their rambling!” Mammon whined, grabbing a slice of pizza from the open box on his coffee table. “You owe me, MC! Ya really do!”

“Yeah yeah yeah.” MC said, they leaned over and rolled a pizza slice into a pizza-scroll then proceeded to eat it like a veggie roll. “How do you think I feel, listening to them every day? You know how long it takes to get to the actual class material?”

“Five years?”

“Ugh! Five years if I’m lucky! I swear, I know more about my teacher’s grievances with like… five of my classmates than I do about trigonometry, and guess which one’s on the test next week?”

Mammon winced in sympathy, then remembered he was supposed to be whining and went back to it. “School’s shit and a waste of money, ya should drop out as soon as you can and help me run my new business.”

“You mean your pyramid scheme?”

“It’s not a pyramid scheme, MC! It’s legit! It’s a multi-tiered marketing-”

“It’s a pyramid scheme.”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA SOCIAL INTERACTION (Leviathan)

Everyone else must have been sick or something for MC to have asked Levi. He’d flat out refuse to go otherwise.

So, Levi couldn’t exactly go to the interview in his usual “I haven’t left my room or changed clothes in eight weeks” look. With the help of MC, he was able to find his military uniform at the back of his closet.

Asmo nearly fainted when he saw Levi in the uniform, not because “oooo, a man in uniform~”, it was because the outfit was so crumpled and wrinkled that it made it physically painful to look at. No time to iron and wash, the conference was in an hour!

Levi (and MC if they went with) rolled up to the school in a less than impressive ride, but one look at the uniform and all the other people present went “yep, time to be respectful (tm)”

For the first time in his life Levi was more intimidating than Lucifer! And he wasn’t even trying!

When the teacher starts explaining the course material, Levi spaces off in horror as he realizes he remembers literally nothing from school (AND HE’S STILL IN SCHOOL!) all that’s running through his head is “A squared + B squared = C squared” and “the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell”.

The actual interview was the least interesting part of the trip, the real stuff happened when Levi passed by some art on display in the hallway and something caught his eye-

Those colours… that hair… that adorable smile..!

IT WAS HER! LEVI’S PRECIOUS RURI-CHAN IN ALL HER GLORY!

Levi immediately started fawning over the art class fanart and by sheer coincidence, one of the kids walking through the hallway happened to notice.

The kid asked MC if their… parent and or guardian liked anime. MC responded with “obviously.” Levi then asked the kid if they drew his adorable Ruri-chan. The kid said no, and that they drew the My Hero Academia fanart a few rows down.

Levi was absolutely floored that there were two anime fans in one class, then his entire world shattered when MC explained there was more anime art inside the art room and other classrooms.

H-hang on… did that mean that… a lot of people here… liked anime..?

Levi needed a while to process. No snacks on the way home…

Levi and MC were sat in the back of their Uber, Levi, the Avatar of Envy himself, was having his entire sense of reality warped. S-so much anime fanart… in a school of all places..! What did this mean for the future of anime?!

“Levi. Stop.” MC sighed. “If this were an anime, the camera angle would be doing that thing where it’s right on the bridge of your nose and dramatic music plays in the background.”

“S-so many kids in your class like a-anime huh..?” Levi stuttered, weakly trying to smile. “Must be nice..?”

“Oh, that’s just my class. The other classes and grades have their fans too.”

“Oh… really?”

“Levi,” MC stopped looking out the window and looked at the otaku that was having a full scale silent mental breakdown. “Anime isn’t even a niche interest anymore. It’s a pretty casual thing to watch now. At least a third of my class watches- Levi?”

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHHH! ANIME! A THIRD OF THE CLASS?! ANIME… HIS PRECIOUS ANIME… WAS BECOMING A NORMIE INTEREST! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-

“Levi?” MC waved their hand in front of their spaced out demon’s face. “Leviiiii? Okay he’s dead.”

The Know it All (Satan)

Ah, a smart choice, MC. Satan would be glad to help further their education. He’ll do everything in his power to make sure that the human’s brain is fed all that sweet sweet knowledge.

Satan can’t dress himself normally, MC had to coax him into a suit jacket, but he still only wore one sleeve.

MC was coming along to the interviews whether they wanted to or not, it’s important to hear what they need to improve on from the teacher themselves after all.

The two arrived pretty early, so Satan asked MC for a tour of the school. It was pretty tame until they reached the library. Satan was horrified at the state of some of the books…

Their spines lined with duct tape… pages missing and torn… someone apparently used a taco as a book mark…

The first thing Satan does when it’s time for his interview is demand the teacher take better care of the library, even though they’re not the librarian. MC tries to explain this, but Satan is too distraught to listen to reason.

He enjoyed hearing about the course material, but he made it known if MC thinks the assignments are too easy that they need to be given more challenging work. THEIR BRAIN NEEDS TO BE STIMULATED DAMN IT.

It was up to MC to either agree with Satan and nod to the teacher, or make frantic eye contact with them to try and communicate “NO DON’T PLEASE”.

Similar to (ugh) Lucifer, as long as MC is doing their best, he’s happy for them.

…but if they are in any way in the running for valedictorian he is HELPING THEM WIN.

He decided to stop at a cafe or bookstore to let MC pick out a “congrats on surviving your pitiful school” present after the interviews.

MC gleefully perused the shelves of the bookstore, there were so many books too look at…

“I’ll buy you as many books as you’d like, MC, just,” Satan shuddered slightly. “Promise me you won’t treat them like those poor library books…”

MC put their hand over their heart. “I swear on the duct taped book spines that I will never treat a book like that.”

“Good… good…” Satan breathed a sigh of relief and went back to looking at his book about cats.

“Are you… reading a Warrior Cats book..?” MC asked tentatively.

“Yes, why?”

“Satan, put that back.”

“I Will Seduce the Teacher For the Sake of Your Grades, Don’t Worry.” (Asmodeus)

Oh MC dear! He’d be delighted to go! Just let him get ready~

Asmo may not be the best choice, but he was at least going to be the best dressed person at that conference. (And MC just had to come too so all the other parents could be jealous of how well coordinated their outfits are)

He teased MC a little by saying he was going to flirt with their teacher to make sure they passed the class, but he was just kidding! …but he made sure to ask if their teacher was cute, he needed to know!

While waiting for his turn, Asmo flirts with some of the single parents, if he doesn’t see a wedding ring, they’re fair game.

Once his time slot arrived, MC realized that Asmo is one of those “my child has done and will do nothing wrong ever” types. This may have ended up working in MC’s favour if they were a class nuisance.

If MC is doing very well in sports, clubs, grades, anything, Asmo is fawning over them and gushing to the teacher about how great, smart and adorable they are.

Asmo surprisingly does not exactly flirt with the teacher, he was just teasing MC after all. But um… if MC’s teacher just happens to be cute and young, he may turn up the charm, just a little. Enough to make the teacher giggle and make MC cover their face in embarrassment.

After the interviews Asmo will probably schedule a nice day out for the two of them, shopping, a movie, mani pedis, something fun!

The real weird stuff happens in the months after the interviews… if Asmo did lightly flirt with the teacher, MC gets quite a few questions about their guardian. Questions that ask if Asmo is single in not as many words…

Oh lord, MC’s teacher developed a crush on Asmo.

Nail painting night was supposed to be a fun occasion, but MC was hopping mad and embarrassed. Asmo didn’t seem to notice as he continued to paint the little human’s nails.

“And then I told Phenex to get lost. The nerve of that little monster, right MC?” When MC didn’t reply, Asmo looked up and tilted his head. “MC?”

MC’s angry face would have been much more threatening if they weren’t just so adorable, but it was getting the message across.

“MC..?”

“Asmo.” MC’s glare deepened. “My teacher wants to know if you’re single.”

Asmo blinked a few times, before he hit his tongue to keep from laughing. “Really now~. I knew they’d be madly in love with me-”

“WHY ARE YOU LIKE THIIIIIIIIIIIS?!”

Oh My Demon King is That a BAKE SALE?! (Beel)

Of course Beel said yes! He’d gladly go to MC’s parent teacher interview!

He even put on a nice outfit :D he ended up looking a bit like a secret serviceman guarding MC, the tiny president.

Beel stopped for McDonald’s on the way there, all the other kids were so jealous of MC when they stepped out of the car eating fries.

But a little something something caught Beel’s eye when he and MC walked into the school… was that a… bake sale?

MC quickly explained that the bake sale was fundraiser for their class trip that year and the snacks weren’t complimentary. He had to pay.

And pay Beel did. He cleared out the entire table. MC’s grade’s overnight trip was going to be decadent as hell. That was no longer a crowd funded thing, that trip was privately funded by a tall buff ginger secret service member and this tiny in comparison child.

Kids are incredibly blunt, just like Beel, so when a random kindergarten kid wandered over, looked up at Beel, and very knowingly said “you’re very tall”. Beel was like “yeah”. The kid then said “what’s it like being that tall?”

Beel’s response to this kid’s question was to pick them up and hold them for a few seconds before placing them back down. For just a few moments this kid knew what it like to be over 6’4. Of course, more kids swarmed in and asked to be picked up.

Sure it was cute, but Beel now has an army of kids ranging from kindergarteners to third graders.

Finally, the conference actually began. Beel snacked the entire time and dutifully listened to everything the teacher had to say.

After the interviews are over, he checks with MC to make sure everything the teacher said was true and that they weren’t lying. If all was well, the two made their exit.

They stopped at Wendy’s on the way home.

“I’m so full…” MC groaned, Beel held up a massive cookie.

“So I can eat this?”

“No. Gimme that.” MC took a very defeated bite out of it. “My stomach says no but my mouth says yes…”

“I don’t want you to get a stomachache, MC,” Beel said worriedly. “No more snacks.”

“It’s a little late for that. It’s past nine and I’m still eating, there’s no way I’m getting to sleep at a reasonable hour.”

“Oh…” Beel mumbled. “I may have not completely thought this through.”

“*Snore* Huh? Wha? MC’s Grades? Uh… Fuck…” (Belphie)

MC must be failing a class or something because why on earth would they pick Belphie otherwise.

They ask him to go while he’s delirious from just waking up from a nap, he sort of half nods and mumbles some gibberish before going back to sleep.

MC had to basically carry his ass to the school. Belphie drooled all over them in the waiting room, and when it was their time to go into the interview, Belphie had to be manually put into the chair and slapped awake.

He barely listens, he just sits and nods along with whatever the teacher is saying. The teacher could say MC brought an alligator to school and he’d just go “uh huh…” “mmmph… yep…” “really now?” then yawn.

The only thing that could possibly get Belphie to be interested is if MC is studying space. If they are, than boy howdy is Belphie suddenly interested in their education.

Other than that? *snore*

If MC is in fact failing or doing poorly, MC’s teacher asks to see another one of MC’s guardians at a later date. Their plan failed miserably.

MC drags Belphie out of the school and yells at him for not helping them. Belphie, still sleep delirious, tries to press the snooze button. MC does not have a snooze button.

“Belphie!” MC shouted, shaking the Avatar of Sloth awake. The House of Lamentation’s resident bastard was somehow sleeping standing up outside. “HOW COULD YOU?!”

“Eh?” Belphie half-snorted and looked around confused. “What’d I do? Where are we?”

“At my school! You said that you’d go to my parent teacher interviews!”

“…MC I don’t think I’d pass well for you.”

“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO GO AS MY GUARDIAN!”

“Sheesh,” Belphie murmured while he rubbed the remaining sleep from his eyes. “You humans are so noisy.”

MC looked up at their dearest demon friend, and gave him their best glare. “I’m going to take all your fancy temperature changing pillows and switch them with normal pillows you traitorous bastard.”

[freddie-77-ao3]

YAY!! Thanks for the tag, @ebony-reine-vibes!

For your solangelo song: 💯. gonna be honest, haven't listened to this song before (i have very specific music tastes okay?) but "for once you let go, of your fear, and your ghosts" ? perfect, gives me a GREAT idea for a pre solangelo post three days in the infirmary oneshot.

For your malconnor song: i've never heard this song before in my life but it's a vibe. i think that this definitely could fit malconnor-- more likely to be connor's view (malcolm's in love too but definitely more pessimistic even when everything's going well)

now.... for a couple of my own:

it's gonna be hard to just pick a couple so. this might get a bit out of hand.

summertime by my chemical romance reminds me of annabeth, thalia, and luke. if you want it to be ship, thalia/luke. which i don't ship but. it would fit. also reminds me of solangelo a bit.

S/C/A/R/E/C/R/O/W also by my chemical romance makes me think of clarisse/chris/silena/beckendorf. i could do an in depth analysis if anyone wants but also it would be SAD so.

moving away from MCR, (even though Gerard Way is PART of MCR), Brother by Gerard Way reminds me of Thalia and Percy (as a friendship)

Oh Glory by Panic at the Disco makes me think of Clarisse. I was going to say Drew originally, but definitely makes me think of Clarisse at this point-- if not the whole clarisse/chris/silena/beckendorf relationship. Mostly Clarisse, Chris, and Silena but.

I've got a dark alley and a bad idea that says you should shut your mouth (summer song) by fall out boy is malconnor to me. pre relationship so like. maybe height of titan war? between BOTL and BOM.

Jamie All Over by Mayday Parade is tratie maybe?

President Perfect is Jason Grace core i don't make the rules

Anklebiters by paramore is what Piper could have been if rick riordan could write female characters without misogyny

Little Lion Man (mumford and sons) is sally and percy

so is class of 2013 by mitski.

bodys by car seat headrest makes me think of lee/luke

so does there is a light and it never goes out by the smiths

Achilles Come Down is the Clarisse and Percy friendship after BOM

A Trophy Father's Trophy Son is Lee. With Apollo, obviously, and his mum but also maybe luke a little bit (even if that's not what the song's about)

Sps by Hot Mulligan is Drew Tanaka

Don't Go by Bring Me The Horizon is also malconnor. not gonna make much sense if you don't know my versions of the characters though

Sweater Weather is honestly percabeth

also Break Me Out by the rescues has been in my notes as a cecil/ellis song for literally years

bubblegum bitch by marina is drew tanaka (most of the electra heart album is)

Arms Tonite by mother mother is LITERALLY ruegard

Brother's Song by Brand New is camp half blood during sea of monsters-BOTL (prior to actual battle)

Friends by Ed Sheeran is also malconnor i'm sorry

Time Machine by state champs is the michael and clarisse friendship

heroes by emmy curie is SUCH an Annabeth Chase song. like. post hell annabeth talking to 12 year old annabeth

hero of war by rise against is clarisse after battle of manhattan. just. so disillusioned. she wanted to be like her dad as a kid and then she WENT to war and she's horrified. she killed people. demigods. she-- her dad was proud of her for murder. that's gonna be her legacy. she's horrified.

Daylily by movements is Malconnor-- connor speaking to malcolm

no point pretending by noahfinnce is malcolm

anyway i could go on but i feel like this is.... definitely too much already considering i gave up on the analysis too. yall can ask for explanations though.

✨️TAG GAME TIME✨️

a song you associate with a book character or ship (name the character/ship please and thank you)

reminds me of cardan. no I will not elaborate you either get it or you dont.

npt: @ant-thebooknerd @agirlwiththoughtsandnegativity @bookish-phile @cookieswithforksandknifes @cromulentreader @fantasyfangirling4ever @graaaaaayy @highladyofterrasen7 @his-littlefox @jesyverse @kazbrekkerbitespeopleandsodoi @motherfeyre-archeron @mrswarnerxo @starlightbooklove @sweetvillainjude @thenightmareinyourcloset @thejudeduarte @veswe @viivdle @booklover2389 @annamatix

[moemammon]

When I was in High School, my crush and I got into a fight and neither of us were talking to each other. One day I was headed up the stairwell to get to my science class, when I saw them coming up from behind... I don't think they had even noticed me yet considering that they were busy talking to their friend BUT I am slow going up stairs so even if I rushed up the stairs roadrunner style they would have caught up to me, well; the little corner that connects the steps going up to the second floor and the steps heading down to the ground floor had a large open window... and I jumped out, like I literally just jumped out. I didn't even think it through, I just saw the window and my body was like "Yep, IK what to do." I landed on a bush or tree? It's too big to call a bush but too small to call a tree, landed in a squat before my feet gave out and I fall onto my knees and got two large grass stains on my jeans knee part, couldn't walk right either after that landing, I was shaky all day lol but it was a risk well calculated bc the whole thing would have been so awkward. I mean we used to be like BFFS before the rumors began and then they started and we just stopped talking without warning, we couldn't even look at each other. Our science partners, bc we were in groups of four, literally got fed up of our bullshit bc we literally refused to acknowledge the others existence... anyway, I digress...

Anyway, this whole story is a long winded way of me requesting how the brothers would react to an MC that literally just jumps out windows to avoid awkward moments, or to dodge people that want to ask them for favors, or when they straight up want to avoid someone?

And sorry about the large ass message, but thanks for letting me vent

You have a special place in my heart, window-jumping anon. Just uhhhhhhh look down next time okay? Ily

The Demon Brothers react to GN!MC jumping out of a window to avoid an awkward moment

(Mario jumping sound effect)

Lucifer

He approached you after class to ask exactly what you were snickering at your D.D.D. about during class.

Must've been real funny if you weren't listening to your lecture, huh?

"I imagine you've somehow found something worthy of laughing about in Demonology 101?"

You do not have the guts to tell him that you and Mammon were texting back and forth, abusing a new photo editing app to alter pictures of the eldest himself.

I mean, take a wild guess about how he’d react to seeing how big you edited his head to be-

The avatar of pride lets his eyes pierce into you, like he's trying to stare a hole through your blanket of "uh"s and "um"s,

You don't exactly see a way out of this one, but you can NOT let Lucifer see your photo gallery.

So you glance to your left to the open classroom window, and do the only thing you can think of: you jump.

Luckily you're on the ground floor so you??? really didn't have to jump so dramatically. But the fact that you yeeted yourself into a bush JUST to escape has left Lucifer speechless.

Honestly? He so impressed with your dedication that he's not gonna stop you. Besides, he's gonna see you back at home anyway so-

Also thinks you might be hanging around Mammon too much because that 100% seems like a stunt he’d pull.

Mammon

GIVE GOLDIE BACK RIGHT NOW

He KNOWS Lucifer told you to bring the credit card to him, and he demands to know where it's hidden! He's positive you know where it is!

But you don't really though?? You just brought the card to him like you were asked. If anything, you're the victim here!

But Mammon isn't having that. The avatar of greed is circling around you like an angry cat, patting you all over like airport security to see if you've got his beloved card.

"Where is it, huh?! Ya really think you can steal from THE Mammon?! Even if Lucifer told ya to, who do ya think you are?!"

When he has confirmed that you don't in fact have his previous Goldie, he's now cornering you up against a wall.

If looks could kill, you would've exploded into a fine powder

And you feel like your mental strength is about to do just that. So what do you do after you notices the slightest of breezes caress your face?

You jump outta that open window, before Mammon can even finish his "Wh- Oi! What're ya-"

Even though you just face planted into the garden, you're up on your feet and making a mad dash for somewhere that wasn't here.

Mammon lets you run for ten while seconds before he's hopping out after you. You think you can outfox the Great Mammon?! Think again!!!

Levi

You... weren't interested in this movie in the slightest, but you didn't have the heart to tell Levi that. Especially not after he’d begged/harassed you for the past week about watching it with him!

Reluctantly you agreed, and now you were suffering,,,But Levi was ecstatic! This movie was a classic! Sure it was an old one and the acting was a little bad, but you could overlook that if you watched it with your heart, not your eyes!

According to Levi.

You managed to keep your eyes open for the grueling one and a half hour movie, enduring every corny line of bad acting, horrible CGI, and lame sound effects straight out of a 90s super hero movie, and now the hell was finally over...

Or so you though, until Levi followed that up by immediately pulling out a cosplay outfit worn by one of the supporting characters in the show.

Funny how it seemed specifically tailored to your measurements. Even funnier how Levi was looking at you with those damned eyes.

You knew what he wanted without him even having to say it. But one look at the gaudy outfit he presented to you made your heart burn with a sudden indescribable urge.... to escape.

Honestly you caught him so off guard by suddenly getting up and sprinting out of the room, that he makes a sound that's pretty much the noise equivalent of "?!?!?!?!?!?"

He watches you run down to the end of the hall, throw the window open, and fuckin JUMP. Pretty sure he just witnessed your death??

Also this kinda solidified his 'gross otaku' mentality, seeing as you literally jumped out of a window to get out of cosplaying with him. A simple no would've sufficed, MC.......,.,,..,,,

Hey gamers... can we get an F in the chat? 😔✌️💦

Satan

Satan lent you a book to read last week that he was sure you'd be interested in! He found it pretty interesting himself, so he wants to see if you'd like it as much as he did.

That being said, you don't have the heart to tell him that you,,, didn't read any of it. Well you kind of did, if the cover counts for anything.

You doubt he would accept that as an answer, considering how you told him how much you appreciated receiving the book, and how you'd definitely read it and let him know how it was.

So now, Satan had come into your room with two cups of tea, ready to settle down and have a nice, long talk about your thoughts on the riveting plot that you promised you would indulge in.

"I'm really glad you decided to read it. I found that the protagonist reminded me a lot like you. I'd like to know what you thought about it."

Satan sets down the tea cups, and one sip tells you that he brewed it exactly the way you like.

His expression is eager and warm as he waits for you to begin gushing about just how deeply the story touched you... how absolutely moved you are by the sheer majesty that was the book he lent you...

Okay yeah, you're sweating bullets. You can't imagine how the sparkly eyed avatar of wrath would react to learning that you chose the company of your D.D.D. over Satan's book.

You don't have such an ice cold hard that you can just crush this book nerds dreams like that! And every time you look at his expectant face, the weight of your crimes weigh heavier on you until... you break.

Satan watches in shock and awe as you almost perfectly reenact the big scene where the main character leaps out of the window of a building rigged to explode, before making their escape. And you did just that.

Wow.. he never thought you could be so moved by a story, but he completely understands...

Asmo

How many outfits, Asmo. HOW MANY OUTFTITS WILL IT TAKE TO APPEASE YOU?

He's made you model TWELVE outfits so far, and you swear if you see another ascot, you're gonna lose your mind.

Asmodeus doesn't seem to notice the way the light slowly fades from your eyes, because he's pulling out outfit number thirteen with that cheery smile of his.

"Isn't this one absolutely adorable? Look, this part will look lovely around your waist! This part here hugs your body in all the right places, and this-"

You can't do it. You've gotta get out of here. You'd love to stand around and get mild rug burn from trying on a billion different clothes, but-

Actually no you wouldn't.

You DID promise Asmo you'd hang out with him today, but this wasn't really your idea of a good time.

"-Oooh, just thinking about it makes me want to eat you up~! Here, put it on for me, will you? I'll give you a kiss as a reward!"

You would do no such thing.

You make a mad dash for his ornate window and push it open. He has no time to stop you as he helplessly watches you vault yourself out like the room was on fire.

"MC?! Wh-where are you going?? Come back here! Grass stains are impossible to get out of that fabric!!!"

Beel

He means well. I swear he does. It's just that Beel can be a little... overbearing when he's worried about you. He cares, okay?

But he hasn't seen you eat anything all day! You tell him it's because you've got a stomach ache from who knows what, and you promise you've had little snacks here and there to keep from starving, but he can't accept that!

Eating is important, and you need it to survive. So Beelzebub was currently trying to nudge your mouth open with a pizza slice, while you vehemently refused. "Just one bite. And then another after that. You have to eat, or you'll go hungry... and I don't want that."

Beel knows the true pain of being hungry, and he’d never wish that on you! So just forget about your stomach ache for two seconds and open up-

Not that you really can. The aroma of that pizza was not sitting well on your stomach, and you were pretty sure you needed a fast escape or you'd risk losing your lunch. Greasy foods didn't exactly mix well with sour stomachs...

Beel still won't let up. He has a strong hand planted firmly on the small of your back, as if trying to prevent you from leaning back any further in your attempt to escape the pizza.

"If you eat this, I'll treat you to dessert at Madam Screams," he says, as if bribing your refusal of food USING food will somehow work out.

You can't break his heart, but you seriously can't eat that! Your head is spinning, thoughts racing, face becoming greasier and greasier from the pizza pressed against it, and-

You snap. In a sudden burst of strength you break free from Beel's grasp, and sprint toward the nearest window. All you see is your chance for freedom, and you're taking it.

You leap out and tumble into the ground, all while Beelzebub wonders what?? Just happened???? Did you really hate pizza that much...?

He never knew you were such a picky eater... To think you'd go so far as to jump out of the window though...

Belphie

You thought it was cute at first, when Belphegor wanted you to join him for his naps. And you didn't mind much. It was the weekend, you were tired, and he makes a pretty good body pillow.

But you didn't realize he planned for this to become an everyday thing. The youngest might not act it, but he sure could be spoiled.

But seriously, if you slept any longer, you might never have a normal sleep schedule again! It never occurred to you just how often Belphie sleeps.

He's definitely not human, because there's no way you can keep up with that, and maintain a normal lifestyle.

But the way he quietly, gently grabs your sleeve to cue your next nap session makes your heart clench. Why was it so damned hard to say no to this gremlin??

You were trying your best though, but the words always seemed to get caught in your throat. Belphie picked apart your excuses, doing everything in his power to take you back to the attic.

"You can study when you wake up." "Mammon wants to go shopping? Reschedule." "Lucifer told you not to be late to the board meeting? Just hide."

You're starting to get sucked into the sleepy lull of his voice, and it feels like your entire body is becoming heavy with fatigue. But no.... you resist!

Since there's no escaping this through words, you have to think fast. Fortunately, your fast thinking has led to an amazing solution!

Jump out of the window, baby

Belphie is just??? Did you fuckin???? Are your legs okay??????????????

He probably stops asking you to nap with him for a while, since you're willing to almost break your legs just to get out of it. You're gonna make him have weird dreams....

[beels-burger-babe]

A Little Voice Told Me - Pt.2

Poly! MC Summary: Words hurt and leave their scars. MC learns this the hard way after hearing some not-so-nice whispers about them while on a date with Beel. How are they supposed to be the partner of the seven lords of the Devildom when they just don't measure up? Part 1: HERE, Part 3: HERE ***Good Golly!! Y'all really like the angst, huh? Here you guys go. Cry your hearts out and enjoy! - B*** Beelzebub woke up the rest of his brothers early the next morning. While most of them attempted to flip him off or threaten him at the initial disturbance, all it took was him saying that they needed to talk about you for them to shoot out of bed. In a matter of minutes, all of them, except Levi, were seated around the breakfast table. "If we're talking about MC, why aren't they here?" Satan asked while poking at a piece of fruit. "I don't know about you, but I personally don't feel right talking about them behind their back." Belphie scoffed and laid his head in his arms. "It's not like we're gossiping about them or anything. They were acting off last night, and Beel thought we should discuss what we're gonna do about it." Beel nodded, "They pulled into themself halfway through the night, and was upset but kept brushing me off whenever I tried to talk to them about it." Mammon huffed and crossed his arms. "Maybe they just didn't feel like they could talk to ya about it," he rose to his feet and began to walk towards the door. "I'm the first! I'm sure I can get it out of them, easy peasy! I'll just head in there and-" "Mammon, sit down!" Lucifer hissed. Mammon grumbled under his breath but did as told. Lucifer sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. "We've talked about this. Stop bringing up the whole 'first man' thing. MC is in a relationship with all of us. Not just you." The second-born pouted and stabbed an egg with his fork.

Lucifer rolled his eyes at his brother's antics and looked back at Beel. "Something clearly happened during the date. Do you have any ideas at all at what it could've been?" Asmodeus stirred a swirly straw around in his drink. "I mean, I would be pretty upset if I spent three hours of my evening at a barbaric sporting event too," Asmo chuckled and smirked. "The only good thing about sports is that you get to see all those rippling muscles of the athletes in action." Beel scowled at his brother took a bite out of the omelet that was on his plate. "It wasn't because of the game. MC loves coming to my Fangol games and was having a blast with me until halftime. Something had to have happened while I was gone." Asmodeus opened his mouth to counter the statement when Leviathan came rushing into the room carrying his laptop. Lucifer raised an eyebrow at the sight, "What have I told you about devices at the table?" Leviathan shot him an annoyed look as he plopped down in one of the chairs. "This isn't about table etiquette. This is about MC," he looked over at Beel and Belphie. "I think I have an idea on what may have caused them to start distancing themselves." Everyone perked up in interest at the news; each one of them eager to know what was distressing their loved one so much that they felt like they couldn't talk to them. "Well are you going to tell us, or are you just going to sit there?" Satan quipped, his anger beginning to get the better of him as he sat on the edge of his seat. Levi gave him a flat look before he typed a few things on his keyboard. "I was doing a raid last night trying to keep my mind off of what might've happened with MC and decided to ask my party members about it," Leviathan's expression darkened as he began to explain. It was clear to everyone that whatever was said, wasn't taken lightly by the otaku. Rather than reading the conversation out loud, he turned his laptop screen for all his brothers to see. Leviachan: Gaaah! I just can't focus on the game tonight. My partner came back from a date tonight and has been acting kind of sus. There's definitely something bothering them, but they refuse to tell anyone. Ruri-Chans-Husbando: Dude, you're talking about that stupid human right? Why are you even with them? You shouldn't give a Normie like them the time of day. Waifu-Addict: Exactly! Listen, we've all been talking and you need to drop that whore. They're totally just using you and your brothers for your titles and power. The demons read in horror and rage as the chat room filled with messages from the members of Leviathan's party all saying similar garbage about you and degrading you in every way they could think of. Satan stood up and began to pace near the table as he used every inch of his self-control to keep himself from lashing out. "I want names, Levi. Who are they and why do they seem to think it's okay to talk about MC like- like that?!" Satan snarled as he curled his hands into fists. Levi tsked and crossed his arms, as Lucifer took the laptop to look more closely at the messages. "You say that as if I haven't already used my 'title and power' as Grand Admiral to have my men collect and imprison them. They're at the navy base waiting for us to get our hands on them as soon as we sort this whole mess out." Belphie growled, now sitting up and wide awake. "Get our hands on them is right. No one gets away with this shit," Asmodeus glared at the computer as though it had just dyed all of his clothing brown. "Rotten brats. They're all just jealous of stunning MC. Ugh, Diavolo, haters are the worst." Beel pushed his plate away from himself as he frowned deeply. "As disgusting and horrible as this is, what does it have to do with MC getting all quiet during our date?" A low rumble came from Lucifer as he handed the laptop back to Levi. A fiery hatred was burning brightly in his eyes as he gritted his teeth. "If a bunch of anti-social shut-ins are going around talking about our dearest MC like this, I believe Leviathan's point is that others probably are."

"Ouch. I wasn't going to say it l-like that, but yes," Levi winced and continued, "MC probably overheard people saying something about them. I mean, if people said that crap about me I'd probably hide in my room and not come out for months!" Mammon, who had been surprisingly quiet during all of this, had a very serious expression on his face. "Right, and we don't want MC to go through that. For Diavolo's sake, they've left alone to overthink this enough," Mammon stood up and headed towards the door again, Satan hot on his trail. "I'm going up to there to talk with them. Ya'll are welcome to come with, but you ain't stoppin' me." "Actually, Mammon, you're not. We should wait until MC comes to us," Lucifer interrupted. An animalistic snarl tore its way from Satan's throat as what little self-control he had snapped. Wrath incarnate lunged himself at Lucifer, grabbing his older brother by the collar of his cloak. "Are you serious, Lucifer?! You're seriously putting your stupid pride first, now?!? MC needs us!" Lucifer growled and pushed Satan off of him as he stood to size him up. "No. What they need is to not feel pressured to open up when they aren't ready! We can't make them feel like they can't come to us!" Mammon scoffed from where he stood in the back. "Oh, cause that's perfect logic! News flash, oh wise one, They ain't gonna come to us if they're thinkin' they're a burden! But you wouldn't know anything about that would you?!" Lucifer's eyes widen and he took a step back in shock at the statement. "What is that supposed to mean?" Mammon and Satan both opened their mouths to put Lucifer in his place when Beel all of sudden cleared his throat loudly. All three of the angry demons turned to snap at him but froze as they saw you standing in the room behind them. They instantly straightened themselves up gave you their full attention. The air seemed to lay still between you as everyone waited for the other to make the first move. As with almost every situation, it was Mammon who broke the silence. He took a step towards you. "MC, I was just coming to get you actually. There's somethin' we all wanna talk to you about." They could hear your breath catch in your throat as you took a step back. Panic filled your eyes the moment the words left his mouth. "O-Oh. I, um, I was actually just going to grab an apple and then head off to RAD for class. M-Maybe we can talk afterwards?" Satan frowned as you walked past him towards the fruit bowl. "MC, it's the weekend." You stopped mid-step. An uncomfortable tension filled the room as the obvious excuse was exposed. The brothers waited for you to move, to speak, to do something to give them any sort of sign for what you wanted them to do, but you just stood there, still like a statue except for the tremors in your hand. "Come on, Darling," Asmodeus spoke softly. His face clearly showed the hurt and concern that was coursing through him. "Everything's alright, I promise. We just need to talk about a few things." The brothers had thought of a number of ways you could've reacted to them confronting you. Lucifer thought that perhaps you would snap at them and distance yourself further. Mammon, Levi, and Asmo expected a few small tears followed by a cuddle session. Satan imagined a slightly more dramatic telling, like something from one of his novels, that ended him being your hero and massacring all those who dared speak ill about you. Beel thought perhaps you could talk over a bunch of comfort foods that allowed you to remain calm and feel safe. Belphie had hoped that perhaps you hadn't believed what you overheard, and the two of you could laugh at how idiotic even the idea of them not loving you was. But you, breaking down into tears, sobbing the words "I'm sorry" over and over again? None of them had expected, nor were prepared, for that. ***Apparently this is now going to be a three-part series. This part was interesting to write. I fully believe that if the brothers were in a poly relationship with the MC they would definitely bicker and argue about

who knows MC best and who had the better date whenever MC isn't around. Honestly, they probably have a score chart 😅 I hope you guys liked part 2! Keep an eye out for part 3, where MC finally opens up to the boys and we have some hurt/comfort times \uwu/ ***