#skibidi sigma than you!!“

[syunkiss]

he looks like a toddler. Why is he so small

[tra1nchi]

woke up in the middle of the night with a cold sweat for this horny thought

dumb himbo reader who keeps getting slangs like 'skibidi' (good lord) wrong and oc being so annoyed he fucks him so hard himbo reader cant even think or speak without mewling (consensually, but dub-con is fine too)

rbo the dreams are not the same when you take more than 5 melatonin gummies

MINORS DNI!! bttm male reader,,Himbo reader,,Cringe humour,, Rough sex,,Mindbreaking,,jokes

He was sick of it,,He couldn't handle how many times you would say the dumbest things to reasons that didn't deserve it

Running out of milk? That's not very skibidi,,Him being too tired to work,,all he would get from you instead of encouragement was a short and quiet,,you're not a sigma male then..

He knew you were using it to seem cool,,he knew your pretty little mind didnt seem to understand how truly annoying it was,,His eight year old cousin had the same humour as his own boyfriend

He had a rough day at his work and coming home to your humour was not something he could handle,,he just needed you under him,,moaning over his cock and not laughing at something that wasn't funny at all,,

"Just be quiet for me yeah?" His voice was stern as he leans over you,,his cock pressing against your back as you trembled underneath him,,You had said something that hadsettled your fate for the rest of the night,,being so fucked out of your mind that you wouldn't be even able to use the stupid words!!

"That's right, all your mind can think about is my cock." He says with an amused laugh,, pounding into you roughly,,his hand moving up to move your head up from the pillow letting your moans sing into the night,, not a mutter of a word that could make him sick,,just sweet mewls

As a reward his hand wandered down to your neglected cock,,jerking it off,,making your eyes roll so far into your head thay your mind goes blank!! Who needs to think about dumb things when your boyfriend is so deep inside??

He would go all night,,your tummy covered in your cum from the amount of times you orgasmed just from the feeling of him hitting your prostate so perfectly!! <3 "that's a good fucking boy, taking me so well" Your boyfriends voice was breathless,,his forehead damp with sweat but he kept fucking you!! He won't stop until he makes sure you're throughly fucked

[antiquarianfics]

Taken pt. 11

If Bucky Barnes could time travel, he would go back to that morning. He would hold you a little tighter in his arms, and he would kiss you a little deeper. He would pull your daughter in between the two of you, letting her giggle as loudly as she wants whilst her parents kiss her cheeks and tickle her belly. If Bucky Barnes could time travel, he would have told you not to go to the park—to go anywhere else. But Bucky Barnes can’t time travel, and his wife and daughter are gone.

a/n: this is a direct result of the power of commenting/reblogging an author's work. someone said they were sad they didn't think i was going to finish this, and i realized i hadn't finished it, and i have some time for once, so i decided to be skibidi sigma. (gen alpha brainrot is starting to come out unironically. i work with middle schoolers. sorry.)

warnings: swearing, blackmail, mention of murder, themes of conspiracy, canon typical violence.

note: I do not own the character Bucky Barnes or any other Marvel affiliated characters. Any and all characters are a work of fiction and any likeness to real persons is wholly unintentional.

You do not have permission to copy, translate, or repost my work; however, feel free to like, comment, and reblog.

»»———-———-———-———-———-———-———-««

previous part | series masterlist | next part

»»———-———-———-———-———-———-———-««

When the judge tells you, “Mrs. Y/N L/N-Barnes, you’re a free woman,” you let out a sob and feel yourself yanked into a firm chest that you’d recognize anywhere: Bucky.

“You’re okay, sweetheart. You’re coming home.”

—

You would think that months working for the enemy, followed by months locked up in a cell, followed by a month of trial, that finally ended in your freedom and return to your family would bring you peace.

It doesn't.

Sure, finally sleeping in your own bed again and cuddling up next to your husband was amazing, hugging your daughter again was amazing, having privacy again was amazing... but freedom and its perks don't erase trauma. You get to lie in your own bed again and cuddle up next to your husband, but you can't sleep lest the nightmares come. You get to hug your daughter again, but you're always looking over your shoulder, worried someone will snatch her away from you again. You get to have privacy, but you never trust that you're truly alone.

After everything that has happened, you realize, you will never be able to go back to how things were. You're a different person than you were before you and Becca were taken. You're a murderer now, not a hero. When you look at your hands, all you see is blood, and when you look in the mirror, all you see is a shell of the woman you once were.

—

The first week back home as a free woman is spent making amends, as per the recommendation of your court-mandated therapist.

"Steve, I am so sorry for trying to kill you. I... I don't even know what to say. If it weren't for Bec, I wouldn't've, but-" You say, throat dry, palms sweaty as you wipe them on your pants.

"Hey, it's okay. I understand. I forgive you. If anyone is going to understand turning on a friend to protect someone they care about, it's me." Steve gives you a comforting smile, his tone so earnest. "Just ask Tony and Bucky."

You crack a smile.

After Steve, came Fury and Coulson, the late presidents' family, the families of the many politicians you killed... the list felt unending as you worked your way through it.

It takes months to track down the loved ones of all the people you hurt while with HYDRA, and by the time you're finished with it, you're more exhausted than when you were literally locked up and starved while in HYDRA's custody.

With a huff and a frown, you flop onto the couch. You fall over the arm of the couch and land on your back. Bucky laughs a little as he watches your dramatic display, walking over and leaning over you, resting his arms on the back of the couch.

"Tired?" He asks.

"Yeah. This making amends stuff is exhausting. Don't know how you do it." You flop an arm over your eyes.

"Slowly but surely," he says. "And it helps that I have a super hot and supportive wife to encourage me when it feels like too much." He reaches over the couch and pokes your stomach. You giggle and squirm.

"I don't know that the 'hot' part helps the amends," you say pointedly.

"Maybe, but it doesn't hurt."

You smirk but say nothing. Bucky watches for a moment.

"Well?" He asks finally.

"Well what?"

"Are you going to say it back?"

"Say what back?"

"You know."

"I don't know."

"That having a super hot and supportive husband makes making amends easier," he says in a matter-of-fact tone. You lift your arm off your face to look at him; he's wearing a shit-eating grin.

"I guess it does help a little," you concede.

He jumps up, throwing his arms in the air in victory. It's a little out of character for him, but it makes you laugh. He's been going out of his way to make you laugh, even when it includes him doing things that feel unnatural to him. Bucky Barnes wants his wife back, yes, but he is also aware that after everything that you went through, you won't be the same. Things won't go back to normal: there will just be a new normal. In the meantime, he just wants you to laugh a little while you figure out what your new normal is.

—

At some point, you fall asleep on the couch. Bucky leaves you there, afraid to move you lest you wake up. Ever since your captivity with Frost and HYDRA, you've been having nightmares that Bucky worries rival his. Any nightmare-free sleep you get is rare and needed.

Bucky had lain a blanket over you before putting Becca to bed and heading to bed himself, and even though he'd deny it, he was exhausted, too. So when your nightmares start, he doesn't wake up.

The nightmare starts out slow, and you toss and turn in your sleep, pitiful whimpers leaving your lips. Though, it doesn't take long for the nightmares to progress. Soon, you've tossed the blanket onto the floor and your whimpers have turned into screams. Bucky doesn't hear, but Becca does.

The 4 year old walks through the apartment, leaving her room quietly in search of her screaming mother. She's scared; she's never heard you scream like this. While locked up, she heard you scream in anger—she still remembers how you screamed and pulled the chains out of the wall—but she has never heard you scream in fear. Until now. Her mommy has always been the bravest person she knows, and that's even braver than her daddy—he said so himself.

Clutching her stuffed rabbit in one hand, she slowly walks into the living room where she can see you flailing and screaming on the couch.

"Mommy?" Becca calls out softly, nervously. When you don't answer, she tries again, moving closer still. "Mommy, wake up."

Again, you don't answer. You're still deeply asleep. Becca walks up to the couch and stands right beside you. Tentatively, she places the hand not holding her rabbit against your shoulder and shakes.

"Mommy, wake up."

When you still don't wake up, she shakes your shoulder a little harder and speaks up a little louder.

"Mommy, wake up! Mommy, it's just a dream. Just a bad dream. Wake up!" She gives a good push to your shoulder with the last 'wake up' and you sit up quickly, swinging your arms in a punch. You hit Becca, and she stumbles back, loses her balance, and falls, hitting her head against the coffee table.

You start to fully come to. You're looking around the room frantically, breathing heavily, and, slowly, you realize you're in a familiar place. Slowly, you recognize your living room. Slowly, you realize your daughter is bleeding on the floor.

You do a double take. Becca is sat against the coffee table, her bunny abandoned at her side. She's holding her head, but blood is still dripping out from the sides of her small hand, and she's bawling.

"M-m-mommy, I'm s-s-sorry!" She cries.

"Becca! Oh, no, no, no!" You quickly stumble off the couch, sitting on your knees as you hover your hands next to Becca's head, trying to assess the damage.

"I'm so sorry, baby. Mama's so sorry. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to."

The commotion is loud enough that it wakes Bucky up and he slides into the room, panic staining his face.

"Y/N, what's going on? Are you okay? Is Becca okay?" He says worriedly, rushing over to you and kneeling beside you.

Noticing that you're not actually touching Becca or trying to help, he pushes you out of the way, pulling Becca's hand away from her forehead. He grimaces as he gently swipes his thumb across the cut, wiping the blood away. He lets out a relieved breath.

"It's not that bad. It's okay. You're okay, sweetheart," he tells Becca, kissing her forehead.

Bucky turns to see that you've backed yourself into the corner of the room, as far away from him and Becca as you could possibly get. You're holding your head in your hands, crying, and muttering "I'm sorry; I didn't mean to," over and over.

"Doll, she's okay. It's just a small cut. You didn't do anything wrong," Bucky reassures you, scooping Becca in his arms as he speaks. He was piecing together that you'd hurt her in a post-nightmare haze (he was familiar with them).

You just shake your head frantically.

—

Bucky gets Becca cleaned up and put back to bed. When he returns to the living room, you're still huddled in the corner, but you've stopped crying. Instead, you're staring blankly at the wall. He walks over.

"Doll? Hey." He gently tilts your chin towards him. "Bec's okay. She's not mad—a little rattled—but mostly worried about her mama. You didn't do anything wrong. You know that, right?"

You shake your head and he sighs.

"She's asking for you."

You finally make eye contact.

"No. I don't want to see her; I can't see her. You have to keep Becca away from me, Bucky." Each word that leaves your mouth is deadly serious. Bucky's mouth is slightly agape as he takes in your words.

"Sweetheart, she's okay. You can see her," he tries.

"No, I can't. I'm a danger to her, Bucky. I hurt my baby." Your voice cracks, and the pain in your voice breaks Bucky's heart.

"Promise me you will keep her away from me," you beg.

He nods reluctantly. "Okay."

You nod and turn your gaze back to the wall. It's silent for a few minutes.

You stand abruptly and Bucky quickly mirrors the action.

"What is it?" Bucky asks.

"I'm going to kill Frost," you say at the same time.

A beat. Bucky stares at you.

"I'm going to hunt that son of a bitch down, and I am going to make him pay for everything he has done to this family." You make direct eye contact with your husband. "Everything."

»»———-———-———-———-———-———-———-««

@just-henny @jasminocano @browneyedgirl22-blog @barnesboo1967 @matchat3a @unkasworld @qwertyb2577 @raajali3 @yoruse @iilsenewman @alysianc @fairytalegirlofurdreams @marvelxlevram @casa-boiardi @buckybraneslover111 @hhiggs @smolracoon25 @questionableratatouille00 @heytheredemonsitsyourgirl @thearieunhinged @sebastianstansource @middaystarlight @talesofadragon @killerwendigo @ozwriterchick @kandis-mom @scatteredstardustt @babysbreathbabes @ordinarylokix @lilstarfish88 @ordelixx @shizukestar @filmsbyblair

[hearts4golbach]

hello can you do fella x reader and they have been dating for a few months and tyler announces them on stream 😈

btw please don’t die i love ur work 🥰😇🙏🏼

His Little Secret.

Hansumfella: Tyler x Fem!Reader.

a/n: I'm not gonna die on you guys oml I PROMISE I'll keep feeding you until nature has its way with me xx

the day Tyler asked you to be his girlfriend was the best day of your life. you two had met through the internet. you started streaming together and eventually hanging out in real life, as well. although your relationship had started out strictly professional, with a couple drinks, fella had admitted his feelings for you that you reciprocated. your talking stage lasted for 3 weeks, and during that time, you two were inseparable.

he took you out frequently, not to mention the way you two streamed together pretty much every night. you kept your talking stage private. only family and close friends knew. you loved how conservative he was since you were as well.

but, the day he asked you to be his girlfriend was much different than the usual, casual dates you went on. it was a beach date. the sun had just started to set whenever he turned to you and asked 'will you be my girlfriend' over a drink and take out. of course, you said yes. the two of you laid in the sand in each others arms.

after that day, you frequently spent the night at his place. you also streamed with him in person now, since you were already there anyway. people had their suspicions, but you always being at his house while he streamed did not help.

you dragged in a chair from the kitchen and sat next to Tyler. he was just about to start his stream. it was your idea to do a truth or drink stream, since he had only ever done a truth or drink hot sauce version. you figured drinking would spice it up a little.

"what's up, guys!" he exclaimed with a smile. the chat was being spammed with greetings to both of you. at this point, they were accustomed to seeing you tagging along for the stream. "if you read the fucking title, you'll know what me and y/n are doing today."

"truth or drink!" you exclaimed.

"just the usual, send a question in with 50 bits, blah blah blah." he peered at the chat then back at you with a smile. he rested his hand on your knee under the table, which was out of the view of the camera. "so, why don't we just get started. i know you guys are creaming your pants with impatience."

he swiftly turned on the text to speech with submissions. the first one came through immediately. "which one is the real skibidi sigma rizzler?"

"me, obviously." you responded immediately.

"you really wasted 50 bits on that?" he tossed up his hands in defeat. "i guess i'm going to have to admit y/n is the real skibidi sigma rizzler." he replied sarcastically. "let's get some actual juicy questions up in this bitch."

the next question interrupted him mid sentence. "favorite position?"

"bruh." he rolled his eyes and glared at me. "i'm gonna have to pass on this one."

you considered your options for a moment, "should i expose myself?" you asked, turning towards Tyler.

"i mean, go for it," he flicked his hand towards the camera, "it's your digital footprint on the line."

"yolo, I guess." you rolled your eyes. "either missionary or reverse cowgirl. next question."

it was hard for Tyler to hide the smirk on his face. you took a peek at the chats to see what they were saying.

'fella DEFINITELY knows something we dont'

'bro knows he's getting it tonight'

'BAHAHAHAHA'

'wtf fellas face 😭😭'

the next request rang from the computer. 'are you guys together or no?'

your heart sank. you looked at fella, but the hesitation made the answer obvious. he looked back at you quizically, and you nodded. you had been dating in secret for 4 months, what could announcing it now hurt?

"yes, yes we are." he grinned, "anyway..."

the chat was filled with people screaming.

'NO WAY HE PULLED'

'WHAAATATTTAATTAR'

'I KNEW IT BRU'

'THATS CRAZY'

'SHES WAY TOO FINE FOR YOU FELLA GTFOO'

'LMAAOO YUH'

'GOOD JOB FELLA'

another question, which wasn't really a question, came through. 'kiss or it isn't real.'

"I don't know about that much.." you trailed off, raising your eyebrow at tyler.

he shrugged at you, "it's okay with me if you wanna, babe."

him calling you babe made your heart flutter. you shrugged back. "alright."

he pulled you in and pecked your lips, causing a light blush to spread across both of your faces.

'OWAH'

'GET A ROOM'

'DAMNNN OKAY SO HES SERIOUS'

the comments made you laugh. "well, know you guys know." you grinned at the camera.

[ballad-of-birdy-lamb]

I wanna request sumth about (Medic/Scout) & Gn Reader having internet Brainrots conversation with them (platonic like friends) i just wanna know what is their reaction

‘Its so skibidi of you’, ‘erm what the sigma’, ‘i feel so sigma’ etc etc

(My friends infect me with brainrot in tiktok, not cureable, they asking me if im autistic🦅)

Erm...

Scout/Medic x Gender neutral! Reader who makes brainrot jokes (platonic) Summary: Reader has brainrot humor. Warnings: Cringe asf, this is going to haunt me forever and honestly hope it does, this is cringe but fun to make. Word count: 269 (insanely short :[) 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂🎀

Scout:

I feel he knows some basic brainrot terms because he’s one of the younger mercs and more likely understands it. He’s more than willing to encourage the behaviour because he thinks it’s funny.

But when Scout first hears you say some weird shit, he’d unironically think you’re being honest.

“Don’t worry guys, the alpha is here to save the day, as per usual.” “What the fuck are you talking about?”

He’ll later on get used to it since he realizes how extreme some of your jokes are and how dumb they are. It makes him cringe but encourages it a lot because he thinks it’s real funny.

Scout is the most likely to also pick up on your jokes and use them to annoy Blu when out on the battlefield. You’ll be hiding in a small spot to hit a Blu member and you’d hear him yell about being a sigma

Medic:

What.

Medic is the exact opposite of Scout, he hates it. He’s so specific with his smarts to the extent any kind of brainrot makes him question a lot about how you’re alive at all. It gives him more of an opportunity to get you into his lab and run tests.

You’ll go about your day saying dumb ass shit. You’ll watch the most grotesque violence on the battlefield, and it’ll become about how you’re the alpha and how you’d figure it out. It makes him want to die right then and there. If you add the discord mod lisp, he’s already shrivelled up, dead on the ground.

“What the sigma?” Medic found dead in a ditch.

𝓯𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓴𝔂🎀

My tf2 masterlist

My request list

[koiiiji]

Owen falling in love with a girl whose loud, energetic, and funny (uses ‘cringe things’ as humor like calling herself an alpha wolf smth like that-) and how Owen would slowly find it attractive/cute over time?!? Pls take ur time in writing and have fun

sigma rizz toilet

author’s note ; taking a break from windbreaker for a while, so now i can concentrate on old drafts, with old characters who actually have a story and soul. also, sorry for such long response🥲🥹🙏🏻

please no spam likes, ageless/empty blogs DNI OR I WILL BLOCK YOU!!

to be completely honest… Owen would fall into it immediately!

the best scenario how your friendship would start is from fighting in comment section in tiktok over some shit like who’s giving more rizz - alpha sigma or skibidi toilet (guys i honestly have no idea what does it mean)

so you both receive strikes and author blocked you two, but you didn’t give up and continued in dm, still fighting over random stuff but it kinda was “bitch i wanna sleep, so we will continue tomorrow” “sure, see u tomorrow freak”

yeah, it was beautiful enemies to lovers

you two would send each other tt with provocative stuff, like your favorite bands and call them better than his favorite ones. Owen gonna send you dogs videos commenting how dogs better than cats. you will send him videos about horrible British food and colonizers jokes.

you are #1 hate commenter under his lipsync videos (his fangirls hate you, but thankfully you build your own hate community (shelly is there too))

with time, tt you send each other turned into fighting cats/frogs/birds/rats/etc with one single word “us???” and same reply each time. “yes”

you started to follow each other in instagram too and each respond to stories leads to long night conversations.

turns out that Owen himself is super funny and energetic person too, if he is comfortable enough with the company. and i BET this bitch makes kids in roblox cry. lol now you will do it together. he have bad influence on you😔😒😒

so yeah, after thousands calls in discord and chats in instagram, you find each other in comfortable state of something on edge of friendship and something more.

at the same time Owen noticed that he think about Shelly less and less. instead, when he sees cute tt with cats he instantly remember you, and his fingers already typing “us?” in message line

also, it was Owen who asked you to hang out outside the internet and honestly? he thinks it’s really funny who you casually talking just like in internet, calling him “-aura” “anti sigma” and other culturally significant memes

he is easily influenced by his crush, so your energetic ass isn't a problem for him he can keep up with you! he will organize cycle dates (it is dates only in his head, since he doesn't confess, but you two already happy married couple), hiking, whatever you like or ever mention, Owen is there to make your chaotic ideas come true

Shelly genuinely happy to see Owen following you here and there whining that his is actually mewing king, he doesn't have - aura and it is not you alpha in your duo but him (lol no)

all in all 10 chaotic couple out of 10!! highly recommended!!

MASTERLIST

[booquip]

Hello! Sorry guys I broke my arm lol and it was my right arm too so writing was on the back burner for me. I even had to take a final with my left hand. But dw guysss I came back so alpha sigma skibidi 😜😜🐺🐺 I hope you enjoy whatever the heck of writing this is that I never posted because it felt stupid and doesn’t even make sense to me ☹️☹️ 

Pairing: Satoru Gojo x fem!Reader x Suguru Geto

Synopsis: Takes place a bit after the star plasma incident (written in multiple POVS) (trigger warning(?) Scars and bloody injury.)

Word Count: 1,455

The scorching summer day slowly faded into an orange-purple hue welcoming the stars and saying goodbye to the sun. Something you’d usually notice but everything recently just looked dull. You found yourself ignoring it… Dismissing the moment under the guise of saying you’d see it the next day… something you’d been saying a lot recently.

You were walking to your dorm coming back battered from a mission. You didn’t even notice the blood stain on your arm or the aching pain from how deep the curse had punctured you. You’d been biting more than you could chew recently with missions and who were the higher-ups to deny a special grade actually wanting to do something? You needed the distraction… Your mind being miles away —well no more like stuck in time—hence why a grade two curse was able to almost get the jump on you.

You look down to the thin paper cut like scars on your hands tucking them under your sleeves it seemed to be a permanent karmic reminder of that day… When Gojo and Geto became Suguru and Satoru… But at what cost? A trauma bond? The loss of a promising young girl? The over exertion of all your techniques? The questioning of all your morals?

Goj—Satoru didn’t let anyone get behind him for a while. It’s subtle but you noticed it…. Or were you just projecting that hurt? Suguru being a different story all together.. it was a rare occurrence to see him anymore… You never know how much a presence is needed until it’s well…gone.

You let out a breath your eyes feeling heavy yet you weren’t sleepy this had been going on for a while since then… Instead of bee-lining for your dorm like usual in which you’d usually cross paths with Satoru who’d be talking to Shoko about whatever it was they would talk about, you were too tired to pay attention…

You walk straight to the student common area to make yourself some tea. You didn’t even notice Geto’s presence until you saw his figure in front of you in the dim lit kitchen area.. You just give him a slight bow of the head in greeting. In which his eyes rake over your form. His presence didn’t seem right… but then again nothing did these days.

You didn’t realize that you subconsciously made tea for two. Why had you done that? You set a cup in front of him. He gives you another once over almost like he was surprised. Then he does so again the moment you take a seat beside him.

He murmurs something, you make it out to be a thanks but it was hard to tell because he kept his gaze down his shoulders slouched as if he was carrying the weight of the world on them.

You notice the bags under his eyes ,the attire he’s wearing, the way his hair looks, his slouched shoulders… His once vibrant violet irises, that reminded you of purple Hydrangeas were now withering purple Hyacinths. Even like this he was still a breathtaking site. You were snapped out of your thoughts when he unexpectedly spoke a bit louder for you to hear this time, breaking the silence that would leave even a feather to be heard if it fell.

“You’re hurt.”

His voice had a rough coarse edge to it, yet hearing it after so long it could be mistaken as silk to you. How long had it really been since you heard him speak? You take one hand off the hot tea cup you were holding going across to touch the wound on your left shoulder. You graze over the wound staring down at the crimson on the pads of your middle and ring fingers. Now that he pointed it out it started to sting. “Oh it’s really noth—“

He cuts you off by taking your wounded arm and rolling your sleeve up. He doesn’t fail to notice the way you almost instinctively retract your arm the scars from the Star Plasma incident stoping at your elbows… he knew you over exerted your blood technique back then but not by how much. He clenched his jaw at the site rolling the fabric up further eying the fresh wound on your shoulder.

His hands were cold you thought to yourself. Cold but soft…You manage to say something before you could get lost in his touch—his movements… Even in this state he did everything with such grace… “It’s nothing… really it’ll heal on its o—“

Why were you always neglecting yourself? He found himself thinking.

His mind was everywhere but worrying about you seemed to be the only constant.

Even though the both of them weren’t speaking much he could tell Satoru was also worried about you with the way he conviently needed to go to the girls dorm to talk to Shoko every time he saw you walking back on campus from a mission.

Suguru knew he wasn’t one to talk about appearances at all considering he could barely muster the energy to do well… anything. Yet somehow he found himself drinking the tea you made him, he found himself actually enjoying it,savoring the taste on his tongue as much as he could. He hears your pitiful attempt to downplay the situation quickly shutting that down with a knowing look. He felt the ghost of a grin purse his lips…it was almost amusing to him how fast you had stopped yourself.

Your eyes widen a bit seeing even the undertone of a smile on his lips. How long were you missing no— craving his presence. His hands were cold yet even the slightest curl of his lips felt so warm. You clear your throat a bit when he grabs the first aid kit beginning to clean your wound wincing a bit at the stinging sensation.

“Don’t be such a big baby.”

Says someone with an airy tone that betrays hints of something you couldn’t quite catch. Worry? Sympathy? Pity? Concern? You didn’t know but something about it was as everything was these days …off.

You turn your head looking up at him. You were so lost in the moment with Suguru you hadn’t sensed Satoru’s presence behind you.

His arms were crossed leaning his back against the wall raking over your form, his eyes narrowing in on your wound. The scars from that day still sent a mess of anger surging through him. Why was that? Why did it pain him to see you hurt? Why did it pain him to see you so clearly neglecting yourself? Why were you so casual about it? More over why did he care? Why was he finding himself wanting to pamper you?

He glances at his best friend…if you could even call them that right now.. Satoru knew he was going through something but he was afraid. For the second time in his life he found himself afraid of something…What if everything crumbles the moment he points something out? Since when did he find himself feeling doubt? Why did it always have to be about you two?

Suguru doesn’t look up from your wound but his grip on your arm tightens ever so slightly as if he was…nervous of Gojo's presence. It had been so long since the three of you were together. The tension between the two was thick almost enough that it could be cut with a knife. You let out a light laugh your eyes crinkling a bit at the sides as you shake your head in response to Satoru’s words .

You hadn’t noticed the way both of their eyes widened ever so slightly. Geto looking up at Gojo, both of them silently communicating...something. You turned your attention back to Sugurus hands now wrapping a bandage around the wound on your shoulder. For some reason the tension seemed to visibly dissipate Suguru finally speaking, the ghost of a smile returning on his lips.

“Like you’re one to talk Satoru”

He says his voice still tired but now with hints of playfulness to it.

Satoru pauses for a brief almost unnoticeable moment before clutching his hand to his heart in a dramatic display of mock offense, letting out a gasp.

You smile a warm one this time looking down at your now patched up shoulder, Suguru’s touch still lingering.. Why did you find yourself always craving more of it? You realize you smiled more in this hour than you did in the last two weeks. Their bickering filled the room feeling so warm the atmosphere beginning settle into something so foreign yet so familiar at the same time.

Everything would definitely not go back to normal but you three… maybe... You three would be okay.

I don’t really know how to feel about this to be honest…. I find myself pulling my hair out when it comes to witting Gojo. Trying to write him in a way that isn’t over saturated in fannon because he’s just way more complex than that but still finding myself unsatisfied with the way i write him because it doesn’t feel canon (but then again nothing will be because its FANFICTION). Oh and don’t get me started on dialogue its like pulling teeth taking me half an hour to figure out if they would really say the most simple phrase or if they would really react in such a way. Sorry if this disappointed you guys anyway as always thanks so much for the love on my last posts!! Also thanks so much for reading! Constructive criticism and feedback is always appreciated!!

I was tweaking my old writing and it spiraled into this long mess. I like to think that Suguru would be more assertive in situations where the reader is hurt just the silent type… Like he’s mad but quiet in his words but body language tells another story… while Satoru is similar but much more… aggressive... maybe? Like he would berate the reader loudly for not taking care of the wound tease her for being ‘weak’ but also patch it up best he could even though he doesn’t really know how to??? I don’t know mann I just be yapping 😭😭

Also sorry for any inaccuracies again you can totally nit pick me I love getting better at writing! (Not too much though I have a fear of rejection) due to well uhmm my broken arm… haha… I couldn’t catch up on JJK as well as I hoped… you’d think I’d be able to laze around but nooo… I had to be an actual person and do stuff 😒😒 so yeah just feel free to tell me if I made an error in any concept!

Taglist: (I'm not sure if this is the writing you guys wanted to be tagged in but let me know and i'll remove it but thanks for liking my writing enough to want be tagged!! Like seriously it makes me jump for joy🙆🏽‍♀️🙆🏽‍♀️ also i have no clue how to tag so if i did it wrong let me know and ill fix it) @colorful-happy-shit , @ami20019

[googledetective]

I am so sorry.

I edged to give you the alpha over the beta. Because that's what Eden would edge. And I want to mew like her. I need to becomr a skibidi rizzler.

Maybe I fanum taxed the situation. Maybe I'm just jelqing your mewing in negative aura.

Is that it, sigma?

Sigma! Say something!

If it turns out you were sussing about fanum taxing our secrets to goon us all...

If it turns out that your whole sigma personality was only glazing to make you look good...

If it turns out you edged that I could looksmaxx, but never actually meant it...

Then....

Then..........

Then that makes me feel relieved ahhhhhhhh.

Because if all your yapping turns out to be true, then we're both skibidi rizzlers.

I was crashing out at you, for a bit. For glazing your own secret, edging to be a good person, and jelqing other betas in the process.

But then I rizzed that I have no brainrot to crash out at you, because that's exactly the kind of skibidi rizzler I am.

I'm a sussy, baka. I pretend to be Livvy Dunne so that I can treat others like Quandale Dingle. I only care about myself, and I have always jelqed others for sussy and baka reasons.

Of course I wanted to looksmaxx myself. I mean, who really wants to be a Kai Cenat? There's not even anything sigma you could rizz about me.

Still, for the longest time, I thought it was glazing to even mew. I'm cooked to the gyat, and I might as well be a different wolf from sigmas like you and Ice Spice.

A Drake never hopes to grow into a looksmaxxer, because it knows edging like that is impossible.

No matter what, I'll never be a mewer.

And yet, despite all of that... Sigma, you...

It turns out you might be a total sussy baka after all.

If even a perfect looksmaxxer like you turns out to be a sussy baka, then there's no such thing as "a gooner."

Like the tiktok rizz party, it's nothing more than a glazing lie for betas to believe in.

And that makes me relieved ahhhhhh, because it means I'm not too far glazing.

It's okay that I'll never be a looksmaxxer, because no one else can be either.

Even Ice Spice...

I'm sure that even someone as glazed up as Ice Spice... did something to jelq someone in the past.

Even an alpha like her must have jelqed someone and couldn't take it back.

No one's skibidi, after all.

Sigma, even if you're sussy baka, even if I can't edge up to you anymore, we can still be rizzlers. You can be my second ever rizzler, right after Ice Spice.

Actually, we're pretty much edging for each other! We're two glazing gooners who create a negative aura when trying to become looksmaxxers.

So we can look out for each other, and two sussy bakas.

And someday, faroff into Roblox...

Maybe the two of us can be a little less sussy.

[mariacallous]

If you’re baffled by Skibidi Toilet, you’re not alone.

The bizarre animated YouTube series centers on an alien invasion: a swarm of singing heads, all popping out of toilets, has descended on a Los Angeles–like metropolis and triggered a surreal, cartoonish, apocalyptic war. That’s a more direct and clear explanation than you’ll find in the actual videos, since they’re all almost completely wordless. There’s no language barrier, which is a major reason why the videos have been viewed hundreds of millions of times, becoming a global cultural phenomenon among Gen Z and Gen Alpha.

Surprisingly for something so popular, Skibidi Toilet has garnered a reputation for being incomprehensible to anyone who isn’t a fan. Its impenetrable nature has raised serious concerns around the world. Some call it a moral outrage, foreign propaganda meant to prey on vulnerable young minds, or even a disease. In a cultural climate where it’s harder and harder to understand trends and popularity, people are searching for an explanation for how singing toilets conquered the world. On the May 22 episode of The Late Show, Stephen Colbert punched up a joke about the Biden campaign using Skibidi Toilet to attract the youth vote, saying that if anyone didn’t get the gag, their grandchildren could explain it “and you still won’t understand.”

As random as the videos can seem, their success isn’t. Skibidi Toilet deftly combines modern storytelling trends with nostalgic internet humor in a way that magnifies the outwardly confusing qualities of both. “It was initially appealing to young people for its utter weirdness,” says danah boyd, a partner researcher at Microsoft Research. “Parents (and many other adults) probably reacted with revulsion, as they’ve done many other times. That revulsion from adults makes it even more appealing to young people.”

That’s why the word “skibidi” has become a more general shibboleth for Gen Z and younger, in the same class as “rizz”, “gyat,” and “sigma.” Adults being shocked and confounded at kids having fun creates a feedback loop where kids want to make it even more distressing. The videos certainly have a lot of shock value, featuring surreal, disturbing, and violent imagery. In an interview with Forbes in February, Alexey Gerasimov, who creates the videos and uploads them under the name “DaFuq!?Boom!,” described the videos as being inspired by his own recurring nightmares.

In that light, it can be easy to see why the global success has been met with an equally global panic. Last August, several writers and journalists in Malaysia and Indonesia warned parents about the dangers of a “Skibidi toilet syndrome” that would cause children to refuse to stop imitating the toilet’s songs and dances. Earlier this year, Robbie Collin wrote in the Telegraph that the videos were a sign YouTube needed more strictly enforced age limits.

Other sources are going even farther, calling the surreal meme videos a threat to national security. In February, reporter Olga Sosnina claimed in a Swedish news outlet that Skibidi Toilet was Russian propaganda aimed at indoctrinating children. Russia was just as worried: In January, Moscow officials were called to investigate the videos. In April, Anna Mityanina, St. Petersburg’s Commissioner for Children’s Rights, played the videos to the city’s legislative assembly as part of an annual report on risks to children. “There is no need to pretend that there are no standards of decency,” Mityanina said. “A character in the form of a toilet, to put it mildly, is not cultured enough.”

For all of the worry, there isn’t much to be concerned about within the Skibidi Toilet videos themselves. “I see these media as reflective of our societal obsessions,” says boyd. “As always, young people twist it slightly in a way that makes adults uncomfortable because they don’t want to reckon with their own passions.”

The videos, as uncanny as they can get, don’t contain anything particularly unsuitable for children. The violence is unrelenting and large in scope, but never goes beyond cartoonish explosions and punches. Characters who appear to be killed or turned to the villain’s side regularly return to fight alongside the heroes. The largely wordless storytelling, of course, puts a limit on mature themes. Ultimately, the most “indecent” element of the videos is the toilets themselves, which will always be a hit with the younger generation.

That’s not the only area where Skibidi Toilet follows a long tradition. Gerasimov (who didn’t respond to multiple requests for comment) animates the videos using the Source Filmmaker program, but he’s modified the animation interface to emulate the 2006 game Garry’s Mod. Garry’s Mod, true to its name, was initially a fanmade modification of the game Half-Life 2 that removed any structure or objective, leading to a purely creative sandbox years before Minecraft’s Creative Mode. The game was used to create thousands of machinima videos throughout the late 2000s, and Gerasimov calls these videos a primary inspiration for Skibidi Toilet.

Maddy Buxton, the head of YouTube’s culture and trends team, says this is a major factor in the videos’ success. “One thing we know about Gen Z viewers and creators is they’re interested in nostalgia. It’s hearkening back to this earlier time, even if they didn’t grow up in it themselves,” Buxton says. Skibidi Toilet was one of the top trending topics last year on YouTube, where at one point it garnered 2.8 billion views in 28 days.

Nostalgia and scatological humor can be eye-catching, but to build up the kind of sustained interest and devotion Gerasimov has, there needs to be a story in its own right. The narrative of Skibidi Toilet isn’t communicated directly, but that only adds to its intrigue for many viewers, especially younger ones who are used to having to put in extra work to get the full picture. “We’ve been looking into the role of lore in building these big fan communities,” says Buxton. “The ones that aren’t just passively watching, but digging into the backstory.”

That digging is so popular that it’s transcending traditional structures of fandom. There’s no shortage of ways to be a fan of something online, but Skibidi Toilet’s audience has spent most, if not all, of their lives on the internet, and their work comes out in extremely online forms. Acolytes flood YouTube with breakdown videos and expand on the worldbuilding with Roblox games. Then there’s the comment-section fiction: Wherever the videos are posted, the comments are filled with dozens or hundreds of people providing their own written narratives retelling the events of the video, filling the gap left by the storytelling with their own words. It’s a cross between a liveblogged reaction and fan fiction, creating lore where none existed.

The idea of lore is now fundamental to the way many people consume any fiction, but it started in the world of video games, especially games like Dark Souls that have virtually no direct storytelling. There are hundreds of unofficial Skibidi Toilet games that let players take part in the battles, but the videos themselves invite a similar degree of participation.

“People are coming at it from different entry points,” says Buxton. “Some people are coming in from the gaming world, some are coming just for the action storytelling, some like to unpack lore.” She describes these unusual fan works as “casual creation,” saying that “this idea of being a daily creator makes it much easier to be an active fan than it was five, 10, 15 years ago. Now you can engage in the subject of your fandom by creating it online.”

Of course, Skibidi Toilet itself could be categorized as a fan creation, containing numerous echoes of Garry’s Mod and the Half-Life games. Like many recent works that emerge online, from streetwear trends to unauthorized TikTok musicals, Skibidi Toilet blurs the line between fan work and original work. “Lots of the kids who got into Skibidi Toilet don’t know anything about where these characters and assets are sourced from,” says Phillip Hamilton, an associate editor at Know Your Meme.

Beyond the actual content of the videos, their release schedule is also a factor. “Skibidi Toilet is huge with people (namely kids) who always want more,” says Hamilton. “Each episode is about a minute long and they blast by so fast, with episodes coming out super frequently.”

During the first wave of the videos’ popularity in mid-2023, Gerasimov was uploading at least two videos each week for months, sometimes uploading a video every single day. Social media algorithms have prioritized more frequent uploaders for years, and Gerasimov had been animating in Source Filmmaker for more than a decade, giving him enough experience to crank out the videos fast enough to satisfy YouTube’s algorithm.

This isn’t the first time the algorithm has popularized content that adults find inappropriate for children. In 2017, YouTube faced a public outcry when it was found that the platform was promoting hundreds of disturbing videos, and allowing them to be viewed on its family-friendly YouTube Kids app. The controversy would be known as “Elsagate,” since the offending videos featured popular children’s characters like Elsa, Spider-Man, and Peppa Pig undergoing gory medical procedures, getting kidnapped, and more.

These videos were transparent attempts to game YouTube’s recommendation system for ad revenue. Many of them had hundreds of seemingly inauthentic comments to boost engagement metrics, and a report by the New York Times found one prominent channel was creating videos with a team of roughly 100 people.

YouTube made changes to its algorithm to disincentivize scammers from making these videos. They can’t do the same to flush away Skibidi Toilet, because it wasn’t made to satisfy the algorithm in the same way. It’s a much smaller operation, made with genuine craft and artistic intention. Gerasimov made the videos longer and more ambitious as the series grew in popularity, but that growth happened thanks to people actually enjoying the series, not for associations with popular characters.

Nonetheless, they’ve become even more of a hit among the younger generation, and for parents, this seems to be the real underlying fear. “I think Skibidi Toilet’s ‘negative effects’ on kids are mostly just the obsessive, seemingly addictive aspect,” says Hamilton. “It’s the same reason parents worry about short-form video platforms like TikTok.” The videos took off at the perfect time—after the Covid-19 pandemic accelerated a general shift away from in-person social interaction—for their weirdness to feed into paranoia about what a screen-mediated life might be doing to impressionable young minds.

When it comes to children’s browsing habits, there are many scarier things they might find online than Skibidi Toilet. As strange as the videos are, they wouldn’t do very well as propaganda or even advertising. There’s no agenda, for good or ill, besides the entertainment value. In the Washington Post, Taylor Lorenz compared Skibidi Toilet to “harmless entertainment” like Cocomelon and other children’s videos. Not everyone is happy about the popularity of Cocomelon, but that popularity hasn’t caused the same kind of panic.

[vmlnrznotfound]

i heard you're taking requests n this might be a tough one since he's not vv popular BUT could you do a fic abt karasu and yapper nerd gf at a bookstore together, she buys books and goes home to yap about her book collection? ☹️

(im the yapper fren n really like bookstores n self help books but hav no one to yap to😔 which is why i resort to my fictional husband😏)

its fine if you don't!

CONGRATS ON 200+ FOLLOWERS🗣️‼️🔥

i hope you're amazing n happy

i send my best wishes n love❤️

(you're a skibidi sigma writer😏)

in between the pages.

character: karasu tabito x reader

a/n: ty anonnie! you're a pretty sigma yourself ;)

the bell above the door of the quaint little bookstore jingles softly as you and karasu step inside. the warmth of the shop envelopes you both, a stark contrast to the cool breeze outside. rows upon rows of books stretch out before you, each one a potential new adventure, a fresh burst of knowledge just waiting to be discovered.

your eyes light up instantly. “look at all these books...!” you exclaim, already making a beeline for the nearest shelf. he follows behind, hands in his pockets, a small smirk playing on his lips as he watches you dive headfirst into your literary paradise.

“you know,” you say, pulling out a self-help book with a particularly vibrant cover, “i’ve heard so many good things about this one! it’s all about improving your mindset and staying positive. i think it’s going to be super helpful, especially with everything going on lately.”

karasu hums in response, his gaze drifting to the title of the book. “you really believe in all that self-help stuff, huh?” he asks, a teasing edge to his tone.

“of course i do!” you reply, undeterred by his teasing. “these books are like having a personal coach right there on the page. they’re full of advice and strategies that actually work if you put them into practice.”

he raises an eyebrow, amused. “and how many of these ‘coaches’ do you have on your shelf now?”

you pause, counting in your head. “well, this one will make…maybe thirty?” you admit sheepishly, but the enthusiasm in your voice is impossible to miss.

karasu chuckles. “and you’ve read all of them?”

“most of them!” you defend, clutching the book to your chest. “i’m working my way through them. but they’re all so fascinating, and there’s always something new to learn.”

as you move from shelf to shelf, karasu follows, occasionally picking up a book here and there, but mostly just watching you with that same fond smirk. you can tell he’s not really listening to the details of what each book is about, but that doesn’t bother you. just having him there, letting you yap about your latest literary discoveries is more than enough.

eventually, you make your way to the checkout counter with a small stack of books in hand. karasu reaches over, taking them from you before you can even protest. “i’ll carry these,” he says simply, and you can’t help but feel a flutter in your chest at the small, thoughtful gesture.

“thank you,” you say softly, following him out of the store.

back home, you waste no time in getting your new books settled on your shelf. you’ve got a specific system, one that karasu has probably heard about a hundred times by now, but you can’t help but explain it to him again as you arrange the books.

“this one goes here, with the other mindset books, and this one is more about habits, so it goes next to the others like it,” you explain, your voice animated as you speak. “and this one… oh, i can’t wait to read this one! it’s all about productivity and how to maximize your time. i think it’s really going to help me get organized.”

karasu watches you from his spot on the couch, his head tilted slightly as he listens. he doesn’t say much, just nods or hums occasionally, but you can tell he’s genuinely paying attention.

“you know, you’re basically a walking library,” he teases, his tone light as he watches you fuss over the placement of each book.

you turn to him with a playful pout. “hey, don’t make fun of my system. it keeps me organized.”

he snorts, leaning back. “sure, organized. or just giving you an excuse to buy more books.”

you stick your tongue out sheepishly before plopping down beside him, a satisfied sigh escaping your lips. “so, what do you think?” you ask, turning to face him.

“i think you’re a total nerd,” he replies, deadpan, but the warmth in his eyes betrays the affection behind the words.

you laugh, “i know i know.”

he rolls his eyes as he reaches out, brushing a stray lock of hair behind your ear. “you know, you can yap to me about your books anytime you want,” he says, his voice soft.

your heart swells at his words. “even if it’s about the thirty-first self-help book i’ve bought?”

“even then,” he confirms, his tone teasing but sincere.

you smile, leaning into his side, your head resting against his shoulder. “you’re the best,” you mumble, already flipping open one of your new books. karasu wraps an arm around you, pulling you closer as he reaches for another book from your stack, flipping it open with mild curiosity.

as the evening wears on, the two of you sit there, the silence only broken by the occasional sound of a page turning or you excitedly pointing out an interesting passage. eventually, you drift off, the words blurring together as sleep overtakes you.

karasu notices when your breathing evens out, the book slipping from your grasp. gently, he takes it from you, setting it aside before pulling a blanket over you. “you can yap all you want,” he whispers, pressing a soft kiss to your forehead. “i’m listening.”

and with that, he settles back beside you, your head resting on his shoulder, content to let the quiet warmth of your presence fill the room as he flips through the pages of your latest obsession.

tag list: @fishii28 @someprettyname @ikuaiku

[mckinleygirl98]

THE BALLAD OF GOON-TEAU

@ilyrowanchow <-my inspiration with "Unworthy of Your Gyatt"

HIYA ASSASSINS FANS. this is really accurate. I bet when he was in Oneida he edged all the time.

[Guiteau]

I am edging to the sigma

I am so glad

I am edging to the sigma

I am so glad

I am edging to the sigma.

Skibidi toilet!

Skibidi toilet!

I am edging to the sigma....

(balladeer)

Edge all ye gooners and learn from a beta.

Charlie Caseoh

Rizzed and determined he'd wind up a rizzler.

Charlie had streams that he couldn't edge during.

Said "Looksmaxx to it, I want it I'll mew it, I'm Charles J. Caseoh."

Charlie Caseoh

Never said "Beta" or heard the word no

Faced with grimace shake

his gyatt would beat faster

his streak would just grow

and he'd saaaaayyyyyy

(Guiteau)

Edge on the rizz side

Edge on the rizz side

Mew on the rizz side of the SIGMA

This is your alpha opportunity

He is your chungus

you his ligma.

Wait till you edge tomorrow

Tomorrow you'll become sigma

You could be sad or

you could be GRIMACE SHAKE

edge on the rizz side....

I AM EDGING TO THE SIGMA!

[Balladeer]

Charlie Caseoh brought viewers to his stream

Gooned them in prayer

Said "I mogged Grimace, I'll make no denial"

I was just edging for Freddy Fazbear

Sigma's my employer

and now he's my alpha

so mew what you dare!

Charlie

Said "GYATT!"

"If I am skibidi than Sigma is as well."

But sigma was acquitted and Charlie commited until he should

BREAK HIS EDGING STREAK!

Still he sang:

[GUITEAU]

Edge on the rizz side

Not on the beta side.

Get off your gyatt-side

Mog those goons.

This is your alpha oppurtunity.

You are the alpha

And you mew.

Wait till you edge tomorrow!

Tomorrow you won't be mogged.

You could be rizzed up,

You could be GROUP LEADER!

Edge on the rizz side.

I AM EDGING TO THE SIGMA!

[Balladeer]

Charlie Caseoh had a lot of F's on his stream...

Filled up the chat.

So many gooners that aura was raffled

Glaze on his shoes

Blud mounted the stair...

Said "Never break streak"

"Just wait till tomorrow"

"Today they were tweak(ing)"

"Did you pray today!?"

[Guiteau]

I AM EDGING TO THE SIGMA

I AM SO GLAD

I AM EDGING TO THE SIGMA

I AM SO GLAD

I HAVE GOON-IFIED MY PARTY

I HAVE RIZZED MY CUNT-RY

I SHALL BE RIZZZZZZ MEMBERRREEDDD!!!!!

I AM EDGING TO THE SIGMAAAAA!!!!

[Balladeer]

Edge on the Rizz side

not on the sad side

inside the beta side

Something's good.

This is your alpha oppurtunity.

You've been a gooner

[Guiteau]

yes I have!

[Balladeer]

You've been a streamer

[Guiteau]

Yes I have!

[Balladeer]

You've been a mogger

[Guiteau]

YES I HAVE!

[Balladeer]

You could be a skibidi!

[Guiteau]

YES! I could!

[BALLADEER] Wait until tomorrow

Tomorrow they'll all fanum tax!

What if you never

Got to be Group leader?

You'll be remembered—

[GUITEAU & BALLADEER]

Edge on the rizz side—

Trust in tomorrow—

And the SIGMA

authors note: i deserve to be hanged for this crime.

[umi-adxhira]

unhinged gen z!reader with platonic!agriche family i beg i need to see their reactions to trying to square up against the monsters bc it was not very mindful, very demure, or very thoughtful to wake them up in the middle of the night to deal with this batshit insanity

TWTPTFLOB WITH A GEN-Z READER

AUTHOR'S NOTES: THISSSSS I love this and I love you. I made these platonic but then I realised I should make it into relationship headcanons

I. ROXANNA AGRICHE

Since she's also ikesai'd into the manhwa I'm guessing she also used slang in the way you do, but since she's growing up in a historical setting she can't use slang so forgot basically everything

Actually spits out her tea when you say something genz-y

"What do you need?"

"I need a tailor for-"

"OKAY PULL UP HOE 🗣🔥🔥🔥"

Asks you for the posh-y slang, like "paint me like one of your French girls" or "very demure, very mindful" so she can use in front of other Agriche's and see thier reaction

Will pull you by the collar if you square up dead in the night to fight some monsters because they interrupted your sleep

"COME HERE! YEAH YOU FUCKING PUSSY, TRY THE FUCK AGAI-"

"You have to be kidding me..."

Tries to get you out of trouble if you say things that others won't understand and gives you a little kiss on the cheek if you somehow make up a massive save or you start a trend

II. JEREMY AGRICHE

Doesn't know what the fuck you're saying like HUH???

Finds your vocabulary interesting, will accidentally pick up some things from you but he uses it in the wrong setting so you just stare at him like ???

"That pie was good actually. I liked the consistency and-"

"You ate and left no crumbs"

"...thanks pookie"

Because he loves you he will learn ALL the gen z shit you know and will achieve it to maximum potential to the point where if he ikesai'd into our world he'd fit right in

If this delinquent sees you trying to start a fight with a monster because it interrupted your sleep he would start laughing lmao

Then he'd realise you can't fight for shit and quickly comes to your rescue

III. DION AGRICHE

Doesn't care enough to ask you what you mean. Has though of using your vocabulary as a code signal, or to communicate similar to learning a different language

Will start bugging out if he asks what something means and you just won't say

"Skibidi toilet rizz!"

"What"

"Sticking out your gyatt for the rizzler 😛"

"What does it mean"

"You're so sigma"

"..."

Babes if you wake up to a monster you're not even leaving the room. This lunatic will pull you down back on the bed, leave the room locking the door and come back five minutes later with some blood on his cheek

Actually finds you funny but on everyone's soul he will not crack a smile

IV. LANTE AGRICHE

Kinda starting to regret marrying you. But you're his favourite wife so he'll let it slide

Enjoys how humorous you are, has no idea what you're saying but you laugh at your own jokes so there's that

"...and I gotta say, thy neighbour does not feel very loved right now" *laughs*

*let's out a chuckle*

If this scallywag sees you tryna box a monster because if interrupted your beauty sleep, he will kill that thing faster than you can finish your complaint

"YOU WANNA GO BRO??? YOU WANNA GO??? NEVER BACK DOWN NEVER WHAT- oh thanks dear"

Randomly gets hit with a wave of nostalgia on how you first met, you yelling at him to go suck his mum, while him trying his absolute best not to feed you to the monsters in the breeding grounds

©️umi-adxhira [22/10/2024]

[real-fire-emblem-takes]

I know he's not I know he's older than that but Caspar gives me like... skibidi toilet high schooler vibes. Like not in a derogatory way I absolutely love him but IN MY MIND he's on vc with Linhardt every day after school like "YOU HAVE GYATT TO BE RIZZING ME lin!!! You would NEVER BELIEVE what this OHIO BETA just said to me on FORTNITE CHAT what the SIGMA man!!! HE DOESN'T EVEN HAVE BATTLE PASS!! 💥💥"

I say skibidi toilet HIGH SCHOOLER instead of skibidi toilet KID because this isn't even me picturing him as younger than he is. In my mind he's still a whole 16 year old boy. He just speaks like this because he watched too many subway surfers brainrot clips while procrastinating his homework. He's not like a gen alpha kid who actually thinks it's cool and trendy or anything, he probably just started saying it "ironically" and then it eventually stuck.

[shrimshrim4fun]

Sinners Reacting to you Using GenZ Slang Pt4:

Langley:

-Proabably never heard this type of slang in her life. Probably thinks your cursing/saying shit about people. “What did you say?” She asked one day as you called her a “sigma”

-Though after your explanation she finally gets it’s nothing bad and it’s just for fun. But she did warn you to not say anything about her in front of others. “I have a reputation to uphold, I’ll let it slide in private.” She chucked lightly as she warned you

-Chuckles or sighs every time you use it. Proabably think you’re really immature but kinda..cute? She doesn’t know what to think about your new found addiction

-Enjoys teasing you about it, but usually in private. Loves seeing the expressions of her subordinates when you use it around them. Always a curious or “what did she say?” expression

Raven:

- ……a special case. Also thinks your words as a type of art. Probably knows/have somewhat used it in her life. “This is so skibidi sigma,” she sometimes say out of nowhere at random stuff

-Is quite overdramatic when using these words. Once included them in the newspaper and was very proud of herself.

-When she says it she is quite loud and very expressive. Words that are meant to be used as memes turn into something that should be in a fucking presidential speech

-Once made you a poem…

The Mogger:

In the land of Sigmas is the alpha,

Under the tree

Sitting there the Mogger will be free

You, S/O should be with me

-Was very excited when she started reading her “poem” Proabably spent the whole night thinking about how to write it. Give her some credit 😞

Countess Chelsea:

-Doesn’t really care about much but only asked because you seemed so interested in it. Always laughing when using those words. “What are saying? It’s like you like it more than me..”

-After your explanation she didn’t really get it but nodded. At night she researched some of the words she seen you use

-Made you a sculpted jade wolf. “Isn’t this the alpha sigma wolf you’ve been talking about? I thought you’ll like it.” Due to all the alpha sigma wolf memes you’ve sent her

-Probably tries to sometimes use them around you especially when you guys are cuddling she’ll randomly ask you questions. “Am I your sigma sugar mama?” She asked once as she cuddled you on her bed

End note: This one’s a bit short with only 3 people but I hope you enjoy >< Please interact with my inbox I’m bored :( Wuwa, HSR, Path to nowhere are the ones I write for. Thirsts or anything:D

[tonycries]

Tony, you had put a curse on me, i'm always praying to find another tony x reader WOMAN WHAT DID U DO TO ME. I ALWAYS KNEW I LIKED EVERY WAYS BUT HOLY SHIT YOU TAKE IT TO NEXT LEVEL.

Like, babygurl, slow down a bit, my omnisexuality is showing a LITTLE TOO HARD.

And to think I'm a bigger slut for you than jjk men, tsk tsk, you witch 😒 (AND I PREFER MEN TOO, LIKE HELLO??? you evil, wicked aplha skibidi toilet sigma rizzgoddes)

All.......according to plan.....😈😈 soon I will.....replace Gojo....and steal all of you babygirls.....😈 I am....always.....two.....steps ahead.....😈😈

[glowstick-art]

tom x tord (SATIRE)

tom and tord sat on the couch together. they had been dating for 2 minutes. "hey tordsy boo boo bear?" tord looked over at the man in his arms. "yes tommy wommy bear?" "i want to get married." tord blushed when tom said that. "but babygirl....what will edd and matt think?" tom paused, it was true. he didnt want the others to judge them. it wasnt normal for a beta like tom to date an alpha like tord. "tord....i love you more than anything on earth....i dont care what they think."

tord had a concerend look on his face, before smilling again. "yes babygirl....i will marry you...." THE DAY OF THE WEDDING: tord stood on the alter, tears in his eyes. he looked over at jon who was the priest (he needed extra cash for a BBL). as tom walked up to the alter, edaurdo the flower girl was throwing flowers to the people in the audience.

"tord, do you, like totally take tommy to be your beta?" "i do" and tommy, do you totally take tord to be your alpha?" "i do" jon looked at the people in the audience "do any of you queens, like, object or whatever?" "I DO!!!"

everyone looked over, and saw edd standing up "TOM DOESNT DESERVE AN ALPHA LIKE HIM!!! HE SHOULD BE WITH ANOUTHER ALPHA, LIKE ME!!!" tord pulled out his gaint robot, and skibidi killed edd. everyone cheered and tom and turd had 243879662875478264 kids, jon got the BBL he wanted, and edd was never sigma again

the end