#so if i went overboard y'know

[gumycandyyy]

୨♡ Ｗｉｎｔｅｒ Ｋｉｎｇ ＨＣＳ ♡୧

I am ashamed of tumblr for not making more fanfic of this funky fruit.

We got some general HCS and then some romantic ones under the cut! (I went a little overboard with the romantic ones, hehe!)

Gender-neutral

୨♡ Ｇｅｎｅｒａｌ ♡୧

-Man's self care routine is off the charts

-I'm serious, he has like- 80 different bubble bath concoctions.

-Smells like mint

-or some kind of cold scent.

-I feel like he loves dressing up fancy, so he has a closet full of sparkly suits

-maybe even some dresses if he's feeling special.

-Doesn't actually need to wear glasses, he just likes how they look.

-While he loves his winter wonder world, I feel like he'd enjoy rainy weather more than snow.

-He got rid of all his madness and sadness, yes, but I think he'd cry at something especially cute. Happy tears, y'know?

"Why are you crying, sir? Are you okay?" "Oh, it's nothing. *sniff* Just those two rabbits that are cuddling."

-He is really bad at any percussion instrument

-like.. REALLY bad.

-His hands are too delicate for such a garish instrument as the drums!

-He loves playing duets on the piano, but rarely has anyone to play with.

-I mean, he could always concoct up an ice creature to play piano with him, but that's honestly quite dull.

-His favorite movie would probably be an old Christmas movie, like It's a Wonderful Life.

-He gets kidnapped by the Candy Queen so often, that occasionally he brings a book or something snuggly to help him wait for his ice scouts to rescue him.

-He once got so bored while kidnapped that he tried to read to some of the mutilated candy people

-That was the last time he saw his favorite book.

-Safe to say he doesn't bring his favorites anymore.

୨♡ Ｒｏｍａｎｔｉｃ ♡୧

-Will literally spoil his love interest rotten.

-You want that thing you saw earlier?

-Consider it yours

-You'd like for it to snow outside?

-A sprinkle or a blizzard?

-Literally anything, this man will go to the ends of the universe to get you what you'd like.

-Love languages are definitely gift giving and physical touch

-probably acts of service too.

-Loves dancing.

-Loves dancing.

-Whether it be a slow dance or ice-skating, he will take every opportunity to dance with you!

-He adores short people.

-Good, because he's tall as a giant.

-if you're shorter than him, he will no doubt use you as an armrest.

-He always makes remarks on how cute you are.

-Even if you're only two inches shorter than him.

-If you're taller...

-hoo boy.

-Expect him to be all over you.

-figuratively and literally.

-Will want you to carry him everywhere, sit in your lap, rest against you, whatever.

-Just let him touch you.

-He'll talk about how strong you are, how you'd be the perfect chair, etc. etc.

-He does the stupid "How's the weather up there?" jokes.

-Loves your body, no matter what it looks like.

-You're skinny?

-You're easy to carry around and dance with.

-You're chubby or fat?

-Literally will always be holding onto or resting on part of you. He loves squishy people.

-Somewhere in the middle?

-He could not care less. He loves you regardless of what you look like.

-And he makes sure to emphasize his point by complimenting you endlessly.

-He will never leave your side.

-Even if you need space, he doesn't.

-So why wouldn't you?

-Back to our regularly scheduled fluff-

-Candy Queen hates your guts.

-She thinks you're an obstacle, keeping her from the Winter King.

-No doubt tries to kill you.

-Multiple times. a day

-Her plans are always foiled, but if she gets too close to genuinely hurting you, Winter will be so upset.

"Oh, Dearest, please tell me you're okay!" "You are?" "Phew. I don't know what I'd do if you were hurt in any way."

-His petnames for you are probably

-Darling,

-Dearest,

-My love,

-There are a lot more, but those are the main ones.

-LOVES kissing you.

-Anytime, any way.

-He finds it adorable when his nose bumps your face.

-Favorite place to kiss would probably be the back of your hand.

-He is a gentleman after all.

-Overall, he just adores you.

-And he sincerely hopes you love him just as much as he does you.

Headcanon requests are open for Winter King! Don't be afraid to send an ask, and be shameless! I know I am! (No smut tho. Some spice is okay, however.)

Have some free WK art for coming this far!

reblog for a beginner writer?

[jambalaya-enthusiast]

Pleaseeeee I crave Jimmy x Curly's wife!reader let that envious bastard take what he believes he rightfully deserves, maybe even right in front of Curly as some kind of fucked up power play :)

Tainted.

WARNING: DEAD DOVE DO NOT EAT/DARK CONTENT/RAPE/JIMMY BEING A MONSTER.

Please read at your own discretion,i might've went overboard,but this was my first attempt.

ever since the day that he laid his eyes upon you,he knew that he just had to make you his,no questions asked.

on that fateful day,when Curly decided to introduce you to his bestfriend,you immediately picked up an odd vibe from him...you didn't like how intensely he maintained eye contact with you whenever you were talking.. nothing wrong with being attentive,but it just felt as though he was staring right into your soul with those piercing brown eyes of his.

you didn't like how it started off as little thing,just the slight touch of hand,which you ruled off as accidents,because he was quick to apologise.

but then,the incessant attention started...it started off small...minor things,such as following you on every social media platform that you had. him being the first person to like all of your posts, commenting innocent little things...you still decided to think nothing of it as you thought that jimmy was simply just some guy without a social filter.

Oh how fucking wrong you were.

It didn't make sense how he wanted to move into you and your boyfriend's apartment because he got kicked out of his,it didn't make sense how curly...just let him...

You tried your best to explain to your innocent boyfriend that you didn't like this sudden turn of events,and the lack of privacy,since jimmy practically didn't let you have any alone time with curly. It's almost as if he just didn't know when to stop lurking.

Despite all,you still decided to trust your boyfriend's judgement.

Then,it finally happened. You awoke one night to sudden movements in your bedroom,you tossed to the side to find the bed empty...your boyfriend was missing, groggily you reached for your phone on the nightstand next to your bed, twitching your eyes you turned your phone on,with the silent humming of the AC in the background,accompanied by the sound of you breathing.

2:47 AM

Curly Bear 🐻❤️ : babe,sorry I didn't want to wake you up. y'know how pretty you look when you sleep haha, didn't wanna ruin it. The company called,they said there were some urgent paperwork that needed to be dealt with at the earliest. I had no choice but to leave sweet pea, don't worry I'll be back in no time. Love you.

You smiled at your phone,you were about to doze right off when you realised something......something felt..off. it was almost like a primal instinct kicking in,you felt the classic feeling that they talk about in horror stories ... You felt as if you were being watched. the feeling was so intense that you could practically feel the bile raising against your throat.

You gathered every ounce of courage that you had in you,and turned on your phone's flashlight.

there it was. there he was.

you felt as if you were gonna die.

there was jimmy,standing at the foot of your bed like a goddamn statue.

"Jimmy....?".

you wanted to yell out,but what came out was only a faint whisper.

Then suddenly as if the world had just stopped he pounced onto you like a fucking animal,you attempted to scream,but we was quick to place his hand on your mouth, conveniently stopping any noise from coming out.

'I had been waiting for this for so...so fucking long'.

you could practically see the craze in his eyes,those weren't the eyes of a human being..no no no...those eyes could only be compared to those of a deranged wild beast.

then out of no where,your clothes were suddenly ripped off of you,you could feel the cold air of the room pierce your skin painfully as you struggled to move or even breathe,his hand was also covering your nose. You whined,did everything in your power to stop him from doing what he was going to. But it was already too late.

without a single warning,you felt him push into you so hard, without any protection,no nothing. It hurt so fucking bad,you wanted to scream,to yell,to cry,but you could only just helplessly watch what that man whom your partner considered his 'best friend' was doing to you,he thrusted in and out of you as you were a ragdoll.

Jimmy then temporarily removed his hand from your mouth only to replace it with his own,he roughly smashed his lips onto yours,you could taste cigarettes, liquor and a hint of those mint jellies which he for some reason had a weird obsession with. his tongue travelled every corner of your mouth,while tears flowed through your eyes like a goddamn waterfall.

with his final thrusts,you could feel that he was coming to his peak,and with a final thrust,you felt the inside of your stomach get filled with something warm..you felt fuzzy, almost dumb,your face was covered with drool and your hair all scattered.

with all of it over and one,he suddenly placed a kiss on your forehead,and whispered,

"if you tell curly any of this,I'll make sure to do this in front of him the next time".

and with that he returned to his own room,as if nothing had happened,as if your entire life wasn't just turned upside down. as if he didn't just shatter a person into something they would never recover from.

[aventurineswife]

Reader that's a demon that represents the sin of gluttony, reader can be very rude sometimes and is constantly seen snacking on stuff, reader became a demon after being sacrificed to the devil and ever since, they've called themselves one of the devils valiant soldiers, the characters accidentally end up falling in love with reader after witnessing reader cause mass destruction cuz they were pissed and the characters think reader is some sort of overlord but reader turns out to be super chill about being a demon and only act evil when they wanna make people scared of them or when they wanna prove a point(the annihilation gang and the legion is chasing reader and trying to get reader to join them, reader doesn't want to join the destruction.)

I was thinking Boothill, Aventurine, Blade, Kafka, Acheron, and Jing Yuan, you pick which character u wanna do!

Between Crumbs and Cataclysms

Tags: Aventurine x Reader, Kafka x Reader, Boothill x Reader, Demon!Reader, Dark Humor, Unlikely Allies, Chaos, Casual Destruction, Snarky, Found Respect, Morally Grey.

Warnings: Mild language, implied violence, destruction, morally ambiguous themes.

Aventurine stood at the edge of the casino’s grand balcony, the lights of the city sprawling beneath him like a sea of fireflies. The world always seemed like a gamble to him, a constant series of risks and rewards. But tonight, something felt… different.

His eyes narrowed as he observed the chaos unfolding below. The sounds of screams, explosions, and destruction rippled through the air, and in the middle of it all, a figure stood, casually munching on a bag of snacks—each bite taken with the same lackadaisical ease as if the entire galaxy's fate wasn't hanging in the balance.

Aventurine tilted his head, intrigued. He'd heard the rumors—whispers of a demon who devoured everything in sight, a being representing the sin of gluttony, one whose wrath could raze cities and whose casual disregard for destruction had become the stuff of legends. He’d even heard people call you an overlord.

But the image he’d built in his mind was not what he saw before him. You weren’t the terrifying monster that stories made you out to be. You were just… eating chips.

“What a spectacle,” Aventurine muttered under his breath, his usual flair for dramatic commentary giving way to something closer to genuine curiosity. He adjusted his blazer, ensuring his gold-lined roulette imagery caught the moonlight just right. His instincts told him you weren’t simply here for the chaos; there was something deeper to your presence.

He stepped forward with purpose, his polished black shoes clicking against the stone floor. As he approached, your gaze lifted, your eyes barely flicking over to him before you went back to chewing.

“Don't mind me,” you said casually, your voice rich with an uninterested tone. "I'm just having a snack."

Aventurine smirked, unable to hide the gleam of fascination in his eyes. He had seen many things in his life—risks, gambles, grand gestures—but nothing quite like you. You didn’t seem interested in his persona, his theatrics, or even his title as one of the Ten Stonehearts. To you, he was just another person in the chaos of the universe.

“Quite the appetite you have,” he remarked, still studying you as you reached into your snack bag for another handful. “Tell me, is this your idea of a… victory feast?”

You shrugged, not even bothering to look up from your snacks. "Victory? Nah. Just satisfying a craving, y'know? Got a lot of pent-up frustration and hunger. So, I'm making sure I don't go overboard this time."

Aventurine couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. “Pent-up frustration… So, what’s the gamble here? The city? Your snack supply?”

You smirked, a little amusement flickering in your eyes. "Nah. The gamble is whether or not people can learn not to cross me. It’s more fun when they think I’m some overlord trying to destroy everything. It gets the right kind of attention. Besides,” you added with a devil-may-care grin, “it lets me prove a point.”

He watched as you carelessly tossed a half-eaten bag of chips into the air, watching it explode in a cloud of crumbs as it collided with the side of a building. He chuckled softly. You didn’t act like an overlord, you probably were an overlord.

“You know, if you ever considered not throwing tantrums, you could be a dangerous ally,” Aventurine mused, his voice laced with interest. “But, of course, you enjoy keeping them guessing.”

“You bet,” you responded, leaning back casually. “I’ve got a reputation to uphold, don’t I?”

Aventurine’s eyes narrowed. There was more to you than met the eye, but there was something oddly compelling about the way you operated. Something that matched the duality of his own existence. Perhaps it was your unpredictability, or perhaps the fact that you didn’t try to pretend to be anything you weren’t.

His lips curled into a sly smile. “I think I could have some fun with you.”

Aventurine extended his gloved hand toward you, his gaze steady, waiting for you to either accept or dismiss his offer. As you looked at him, unamused, the tension between the two of you simmered.

Finally, you grabbed his hand and gave it a firm shake. “We’ll see. But only if you don’t expect me to be some kind of ally. I’ve got my own agenda.”

“Understood,” Aventurine replied smoothly. “I don't need another team member, just a… worthy adversary.”

Kafka observed you from the shadows, her sharp eyes studying the scene. Her right hand rested on her chin as she evaluated the chaos you'd unleashed, a tiny smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. Your destruction was swift and savage, like a storm in human form. Yet, your demeanor was as relaxed as someone enjoying a leisurely afternoon snack.

She watched you devour yet another sandwich with unsettling indifference, the residue of the city you’d obliterated already coating your lips. You were everything she had heard about and yet… completely opposite. The infamous demon of gluttony, they said. Yet here you were, casually making yourself at home in the wreckage you’d created.

Kafka’s finger twitched, and her mind spun with possibilities. It wasn’t often she encountered beings like you—those whose true power lay in their ability to confuse and manipulate perception. The rumors had portrayed you as an overlord, a figure of unimaginable wrath, but the reality was something else entirely.

She approached you slowly, her heels clicking softly against the debris.

“So, the great Glutton, in the flesh,” Kafka's voice was cool, her words carefully measured, as though testing the waters. “I must admit, I was expecting… more of a spectacle.”

You paused mid-bite, looking at her with a half-lidded gaze. “Spectacle?” you repeated, as if the word was foreign to you. “What, you think I’m supposed to scream and act all evil to prove a point? Nah, I just blow things up when people piss me off. Sometimes, I just want some peace, but I’m okay with chaos too.”

Kafka tilted her head, studying you further. Your casual air was nothing like the terrifying demon she'd imagined. You were too relaxed, too… human.

“You’re a demon, yes?” Kafka continued, circling you like a predator testing its prey. “But you don’t act like one.”

“Eh, it’s all about the show, isn’t it?” you shrugged nonchalantly, wiping your hands off on your shirt. “People are too quick to label. Besides, who wants to be all angry and ‘evil’ all the time? It’s way more fun letting people think you’re terrifying.”

Kafka chuckled softly, her eyes narrowing. There was something dangerously intriguing about you. Your ability to play with perception, to twist expectations to your advantage—she couldn’t help but admire it.

“But aren’t you a little tired of all the destruction? Of always being hunted by the Annihilation Gang, the Legion, the IPC? You could have power. True power.”

You glanced at her, a raised eyebrow showing the faintest flicker of curiosity. “Power’s overrated. What’s the fun in having all that when you can just snack on a sandwich and watch the world burn?”

Kafka’s lips curled into a smile. “You're more than just a destroyer, aren't you? You have an agenda—just as I do. Perhaps, we could join forces.”

You paused, considering the offer. "I told you. I’m not looking to join any group. I’m just here for the fun and the snacks. But sure, let’s see where this goes."

He had been tracking an unusual disturbance across the galaxy—an entity so powerful that even the IPC couldn't fully comprehend it. Boothill had heard rumors: A demon, said to embody the sin of gluttony, was wreaking havoc wherever they went. Some called them a harbinger of doom, others spoke of their insatiable hunger for power, but Boothill wasn't buying the hype. He'd seen his fair share of destructive forces.

He reached the site of the latest chaos—a once-bustling marketplace now reduced to rubble. The smell of charred food and debris filled the air. Boothill began to scan the wreckage. His eyes narrowed as he observed the scene. And then, there it was—a figure sitting casually on a pile of smoking ruins, munching on an oversized sandwich as if it were any other afternoon snack.

The figure was... relaxed. Too relaxed for someone who was supposed to be an unstoppable force of destruction.

"Well, well," Boothill muttered to himself, aiming his eye at the figure, which had yet to notice him. "A demon, huh? I’ve seen worse."

As Boothill approached, you lazily glanced up, crumbs falling from your mouth as you chewed. "Oh, hey," you said with a smirk, not even remotely phased by the carnage around you. "You look like a guy who might need a snack. Want one?"

Boothill blinked in confusion. This demon, the one who had been tearing through entire cities, was offering him food? The audacity of it. "I’m not here for a picnic," he growled. "I came to see what kind of monster you really are."

You shrugged, taking another bite of your sandwich. "Oh, you know, the usual. I make a mess, people get scared, and then they try to make me join some stupid legion or annihilation gang. Bunch of guys in robes trying to get me to sign on for world destruction, as if I’ve got time for that."

Boothill’s mechanical body hummed in surprise. "Wait, you're not here to destroy the galaxy? You just... do it for fun?"

You chuckled, tossing the sandwich aside. "I mean, yeah. It’s funny, isn’t it? People panic when I start causing chaos, and they always assume I’m some big overlord or something. But honestly, I just wanted to grab a few snacks and scare some people. Kinda like putting on a show. I’m not really into all this 'world-ending' business."

Boothill stood there, dumbfounded. His eyes scanned the scene once more—massive holes in the ground, torn-up roads, fire still smoldering in the distance. This was the work of someone who had no care for life, who thrived on destruction, who... just wanted to be left alone with a snack. It didn't make sense.

"That’s it? All this destruction, and you're just... chilling?" Boothill asked, still trying to wrap his mind around it.

"Yep. Don’t get me wrong, I’m a demon," you replied with a lazy yawn. "But I like to keep it casual. If I wanted to join the annihilation gang, I would’ve done it by now. But I’m not looking to end the world, just eat and take a nap. I’ve got better things to do than join some group of crazies."

Boothill was taken aback. Here was a demon who, despite their immense power, had no real desire to take over the world. All they wanted was food, peace, and maybe a little chaos for the fun of it. It was such a bizarre mix of menace and indifference that Boothill couldn’t help but feel intrigued.

"I thought you'd be more... intense," Boothill admitted, taking a cautious step closer. "Aren’t demons supposed to be all evil and hell-bent on destruction?"

You stretched lazily, your eyes twinkling with a hint of mischief. "Nah, that’s just a stereotype. I can be as evil as I want when it suits me. But really? I’d rather just get some rest. So, what about you? You’re not exactly the type to just wander around, are you?"

Boothill narrowed his eyes, still unsure whether to approach the situation as an ally or adversary. "I’m looking for revenge," he said simply. "The IPC destroyed my home, killed my family. I’m not here for petty politics, just destruction. Justice."

You raised an eyebrow, amused. "That’s a big mission. I’m more of a 'do what I want, when I want' kind of demon. Sounds like we’re not on the same page, huh?"

"Not really," Boothill agreed. "But... I respect the independence."

For the first time since meeting you, Boothill allowed himself a small smirk. This encounter was strange, but there was something about your carefree attitude that made Boothill pause. Perhaps you weren’t all bad. Maybe you didn’t fit the mold of the typical villain. You were... human in a strange, twisted way.

"So," Boothill asked cautiously, "What happens now?"

You stretched out and popped another snack into your mouth, grinning as you relaxed further into the ruins. "Well, I guess we go our separate ways. You keep chasing down your revenge, and I’ll keep avoiding those idiots who want me to join their death cults. We can always bump into each other again if you feel like a snack or two."

Boothill’s eyes glinted with amusement. "You sure know how to make a mess of things, but you don’t seem so bad after all."

You gave him a lazy wave, then popped another snack into your mouth, smiling with satisfaction. "Yeah, well, someone’s gotta keep things interesting. Take care, cowboy."

As Boothill turned to leave, he couldn’t help but feel an odd respect for you. You might not be what he expected, but in a way, you were just like him—fighting for your own cause, in your own way.

And maybe, just maybe, Boothill found a strange comfort in the chaos you created.

[nyarumie]

Brains to Brawn. (Chapter 1)

narumi gen x f!reader — 1.7k words, co-workers to lovers, narumi loves kisses, multiple parts, semi canon compliant, in denial reader.

STATUS: Ongoing. Chapter links: 1, 2, 3

Author's Note at the end! Happy reading ♡

Cross-posted on ao3.

Requests, prompts, or any messages are appreciated! Just open my ask box.

The shift in the tides of the First Division wasn't subtle. It wasn't the way the large bodies of water swayed with greater force against Ariake Maritime Base's sturdy walls, nor did it have to do anything with Regular Officers being transferred from one division to another.

The first change in the atmosphere was when Second Division Captain, Hikari Shinomiya, died. Tense. Strict. A single drop of needle could disrupt the entire defense force—ironically seeming so quiet despite the sounds emerging from the Officers' even more rigorous training.

The second wave of change felt rowdy, raucous—but hopeful. Narumi Gen had made quite the scenario even before officially joining the Defense Force. An unleashed combat power of 24% even without donning a suit at least once in his life, showing great aptitude potential for Kaiju No. 1 weapons, and... having a blatant display of disrespect and chaos, as the higher ups would describe. What seemed to be the hope of the nation turns out to be the First Division's biggest headache. Most times.

The third was when things started to be more obvious—to most people, a shift in leadership means a shift in everything. Shortly after Narumi joined the Defense Force, the Head of Operations eventually had to retire. Kurusu was given the prestige to be the young Head of Operations. At the same time, Narumi had already been appointed as a Platoon Leader, a sign that the youth will shoulder the fate of this country and power will emerge across all divisions.

The next wave is you.

From the previous year, the Defense Force's annual selection involved both Officers and Operators. You were tempted to apply in both, for simple reasons: As an operator, you know you're extremely smart—emerging at the top of your class in university and having reading as a hobby enhanced your intelligence. 

On the other hand, you simply think it would be fun to try the Officer Selection Trial. Who knows? You were pretty athletic, diving here and there to save volleyballs on your university's sports fest. Hell, you even won an MVP award twice.

But you have bills to pay and concerts you'd love to attend, so you let the rational part of your brain win and opt for the safer option. With a fellow youngster like Kurusu leading the Operations, all worries about bonding with your co-workers were thrown out the window.

In fact, it seems like you went overboard with bonding with them. You all were friends and swore to do your job properly so as to stick together til the end, but how come you're the only one facing this... baffling scenario?

'A little fun in your normal working day as an operations manager won't hurt', they said.

'The captain won't find out about this anyway', another added.

You should've known that the normal working day applies only to your co-workers. You, on the other hand? It literally changed the trajectory of your life—for better or for worse. Internally groaning, you wondered why you didn't push harder when you were against their idea of 'fun'.

When your co-workers suggested doing something for fun, you never thought it would be testing out each other's unleashed combat power, if you even have them; you're all managing the operations, after all. Doing calculations in your head, you estimated you'd all be getting a percentage ranging from 1% to 3%.

After pleading with Kurusu for what felt like an hour, your little unassuming friend group got permission to use the combat power technology. 

"I'm an MVP for volleyball in our University, y'know? If I get an 8%, maybe I can smash a ball or two on a yoju's head. Might get recruited on the spot too.", you said with humourous arrogance.

Your co-worker who was prepping the machine chimed in, "We don't have balls for weapons. And don't get your hopes up, the most you'll be getting is probably a 2%. It's impossible for anyone to get a 0% after all."

With a pout, you denied that you're hoping for a good result. You're pretty satisfied with your job, anyways. Good pay, safety secured—what else could you ask for?

"Alright, prep done. Who's up first?" 

"Oh, I'll go! I proposed the idea, so I should be the one taking the first step!" said your enthusiastic co-worker. There were only 4 of you anyway, enough to fall into a line, letting yourself go last.

Sometime along your little fun, Kurusu entered the room, feeling uneasy about giving permission against official purposes. As expected, your friends got a range of 1% to 3%. They were all cheering as you got ready to lay down, as you were initially against the idea of having fun with these machines.

"Show us your 8%, then!" they laughed.

You rolled your eyes at them as your co-worker is sticking the device to certain pulse points to extract your body conditions. 

"Keep your head straight and calm down. I'll activate it in a few minutes. We wouldn't want any irregularities in your readings—like you getting 8% from your volleyball experience." she snorted. 

Following further instructions, you closed your eyes and kept your composure. It surprisingly felt comfortable, despite the hard surface. It's probably because you haven't slept well comfortably in so long.

"Extraction in 3, 2, and 1..." 

It was Kurusu who surprisingly spoke this time. "Well... You almost got an 8. You're on 6%." he announced, still looking confused at the screen. 

"Can somebody give me a gun? Or a sword?" you asked.

You thought their necks will snap at how fast they turned their heads to you. They looked at you as if you just had asked for the most incredulous thing, which in this case, does sound frightening. 

"Gonna kill us for doubting you?", they joked. "What for, though?"

"Trying to see if I can get that combat power up if I hold those. We're already having fun here, wouldn't hurt to test a few more things, right? Just don't let anyone know of this, or we'll all lose our jobs." you said.

They turn to Kurusu, eyes hopeful, asking through their gazes if it's still within his given permission to issue weapons.

Curiosity piqued, he didn't hesitate giving approval this time. "Alright. Just do make sure to get some less powerful weapons." With a sigh, he mumbled, "My first year as head operator and I feel like I'll already lose my job..."

Once you were provided with your 'weapons', you were instructed by Kurusu this time. "Just hold them as naturally as you can. You may choose between the two weapons provided. Lay them down next to you if you don't want it tested."

Holding the gun in one hand, you heard their countdown go off again. You let yourself relax while waiting for the results.

"Huh. A small increase, but quite a feat. You're smart for suggesting to hold these weapons. It's actually now on 8%. Try the dagger."

You let go of the gun and did as you were told. It took you a while to get as natural as you can while holding the dagger, but decided to not put in any effort as you were just having some 'fun' anyways.

"...That was higher than the gun. 10%. You're unbelievable." 

'What's so unbelievable about that?' you thought. Not a single result elicited any reaction from you. Hell, now-promoted Platoon Leader Narumi had a whopping 24% even as a normal civilian. Why would yours be any unbelievable? Maybe it's the first and only time an operations manager got this number. Who in their right mind would test this out for fun anyway?

"Hey, I'll try holding both of these. Let's end our fun and curiosity here." you announced. By this time, you just want this to end. But you are as intrigued as they are, hence suggesting a final test. For some reason, you felt yourself become uneasy at the last attempt. You know it never ends good whenever a sudden wave of uneasiness washes over you, so you force yourself to keep the relaxed state you were previously in.

From your peripheral vision, you saw Kurusu nod. You took both weapons in your hand. The procedure repeats, for the last time.

And then there was silence. You thought you fell asleep, but moved your fingers just to confirm you're still awake. Opening your eyes, you turn to look at your co-workers who were currently gawking at the huge screen.

"Um... You..." started Kurusu. "You uh, just got an 18% unleashed combat power with both weapons in your hold." 

Oh.

Now that's unbelievable. 

"...And our fun little session ends here! Can somebody assist me here so I can continue my work?" you asked in a rush.

"No. You stay there, I'm not done with your analysis. I'll have to command everyone to go back to their stations." Kurusu said, seriousness suddenly taking over his voice.

He continued speaking, "Not only do you have an 18% unleashed combat power, you also have a potential aptitude for Kaiju no. 3 cells." 

It's as if your ability to speak was taken. 18% unleashed combat power sure is something for someone in your level, but to have an aptitude for an identified kaiju...? No wonder he asked them to leave. Word about this finding mustn’t spread, at least, not for now. Your co-workers are new in the job, so they probably don’t know how to identify an aptitude reading for identified Kaiju.

"Um... So... Do we report this to the Captain or something?" you hesitantly ask after a few minutes of blanking out. You don't know what else you can say at the moment, totally taken aback by the suddenness of it all.

Before Kurusu can even respond, you hear a voice coming from the doorway.

"Huh. No wonder those operators flocked out of the room in a hurry. I've spared you the job. The old man is already informed." 

Your eyes widened, soul leaving your body upon hearing it. You know you'd have to eventually report this to the Captain, but this soon? And what's worse, that voice...

Standing lazily at the doorway with his phone in one hand is no other than the newly promoted Platoon Leader, Narumi Gen.

Author's Note(s):

My first fic! I've actually never wrote anything like this before, as I've only spent my entire life writing academic papers 😭 Thus, constructive criticism and feedbacks are always welcome!

I also apologize for any inaccuracies in the terminologies I used, my brain is pea-sized when it comes to some canon minor details.

I thought I'll be able to finish this in a single chapter, but I think a max of 3 wouldn't sound so bad. I can't write continuously or my head will explode omg

I'm not sure about the holding weapons thing, but I included it here based off how they tested Mina to have great aptitude for guns. I also recall a chapter saying Soshiro's combat power for firearms is so low, hence why he's a close quarters combatant.

Also, about the Kaiju No. 3 thingy, It's not gonna be canon compliant since we don't have any info on that identified Kaiju so I'll just be making stuff up for the sake of this fic lol.

[fawnprincessblog]

Hi everyone, guess who's back.

After 2 months of absence i've decided to bring myself back on here and explain some things that have happened.

💗

After publishing a post a while back regarding incest, i had recieved a lot of hate since then. When i posted it I had no idea how much hate I was bound to receive from all of you once you guys saw it, and honestly i didn't think it would get that much attention. After realising it was clearly causing so much hate I posted an apology, which all you also thought was total shit, so I deleted that too.

And right after, I was bombarded with an ungodly amount of death threats through my inbox, people asking me to kill myself and end it. It was a whole lot, and I really didn't think that one measly post would set you guys off so fast. And honestly I was surprised to see how much there was. My inbox was full of them, and I couldn't handle it all.

Soon enough as expected one person had gone anonymous, sending inbox messages to my followers to report the 'heinous crime' I've committed by posting one silly thing, which by the way, put out a lot of false information. The person was over exaggerating, putting shitty words in my mouth. And I'm here now to talk about all the accusations the person has made. To the people who recieved the inbox message, here's your real explanation from the blogger who made the damn posts.

1. I 'nonchalantly' wrote twincest about Tom and Bill.

First of all, I have never in my life intended to ship the damn twins. If you have checked tumblr well enough, you should be aware there's tons of threesome sex fics about Tom and Bill, where they both fucked the reader at once. And if you fucking bothered to read my fic properly and not jump to conclusions to try so damn hard and cancel me, you'd know damn well Tom and Bill never even touched eachother in the fic that I wrote. They didn't have sex with eachother, they didn't DIRTY TALK eachother, and they did NOT do anything that would have come across as incest.

They both simply fucked the reader and talked to the reader, having nothing to do with each other in the fic. Get your damn facts right b4 you try to sound like a fucking smartass.

2. I want to be 'chained up and used.'

Kinks and fantasies everyone, c'mon. People have FUCKING KINKS. And mind you, this is tumblr. If you srsly see shit like this and start acting out because it makes you sad then clearly it's not for you so like just scroll? You have a damn finger, don't you? Unless, y'know, you cut the damn thing off.

Anyway, I think it's pathetic you're acting all petty over it cause you wanna cancel someone so bad and be the fucking hero of the day. Nobody cares, cunt.

3. I wanted to 'abuse' Bill.

To clarify this one, I do agree that the term 'abuse' was too strong. I don't intend to fucking abuse the poor guy, I just had no idea how to fucking word my sentence and how I was trying to get the damn message out. I've already edited my post on this one. So, chill out.

4. I'm 'anti-lgbt'?

This shitty one has been going around a LOT ever since I posted something regarding how annoying Bill was in the Kaulitz & Kaulitz series, where he talked alot about his sexuality.

First of all I'm not fucking homophobic. To let you guys know I am a Catholic Christian, (ik, not a very holy one) and supporting the lgbt community is definitely not on the list. And even if so, I do not disrespect anyone who's part of it. We aren't told to treat you guys any less. And for me, although I never encouraged the idea, I don't look lower on the person. Even I myself catch myself in a 'lesbian-feeling' situation sometimes.

And if you've seen the comments on the post I made about that Bill thing, all the comments agree with my anyway. We all collectively agree he went a little overboard but so what? I'm just saying. Suck on that, stupid hoe!

5. I support pedophilia.

Babe, check the post again and see how many people were totally okay with the damn post in the first place. I have never agreed ever that pedophilia was okay, and there's tons of older Tom fics with this age gap. Please, istg, do your research before crying over spilled milk to save yourself the embarrassment.

And, to let y'know, who ever sent these inbox messages, one of the friends that you sent these to—I think her name was 'pain of l0ve' or smtg—was totally one of the biggest supporters on that post asking for a full blown fic of older tom and the 17 year old girl. She uses to be my follower too. Dw, I have a screenshot before she blocked me and tried to act all shocked and surprised that I post those malicious things you said! ^^

mm...that really pissed me off ngl 🤷‍♀️

Anyway, that concludes it. Hope this answers your questions about all this misinformation that this person has spread in attempt to cancel me.

I also just want to put it out there that I'm really sorry for posting something like that, and now looking at it I do agree that it was weird. I apologise for anyone who got uncomfortable. All the death threats I've received weren't necessary though. I don't ever think it's right to go that far on anyone. Please be mindful sometimes. Other than that, I'm really sorry.

And I also wanna thank @itsangelll for being there for me when I couldn't answer all the haters myself. Girl you really helped me out, standing up for me and explaining the situation. Ilysm always 💗💗

But for the cunt that sent out all the inbox messages, I hope you had fun doing so anyways :3 I really do appreciate all the stalking and effort you put in just for me so you could cancel me and be heard! 🥺 Seriously the hero of the day! You really read through all my stuff so you could dig out the littlest things! Talk about dedication!! Quite obsessed I must say.

Kisses, love ya! 💋💋💗

[thecountesstribe]

I'm checked out of this Liv/Rhea feud and it's not because of the performers. It's cause of the direction it went and where it's going and the stans. A miserable majority of people are making this hard to enjoy with all the discourse. It's because people are misunderstanding Liv's whole character right now, turning it into shipping wars and being insufferable to both women. Warning: this will be long and I'm so sorry.

Could we please stop saying that Liv isn't a credible threat to Rhea? She is. The whole thing with Liv is she understands she can't beat Rhea in terms of strength, even with her ‘nothing to lose’ gimmick which she also can't employ because she has everything to lose right now. She's got the title, her family and Dom. She can't overpower Rhea realistically so she runs, which might seem like the cowardly thing to do but overall it's the smart thing. At the start of this entire mess the whole plan for Liv to get at Rhea was her outsmarting her. She can't beat her in terms of strength, she uses her brain. Simple. Is it annoying that she's running.. yes but that's exactly the point. She lulls Rhea into a false sense of security and then she strikes. “She always attacks Rhea from behind”, she has to. When Rhea was unfortunately injured (it was an accident btw), what did Liv do? She attacked her from behind. We all see what happens when she tries to attack her head on, Rhea mops the floor with her. She's a heel (that's what they do) and she's sticking to tactics that actually work. “Rhea is in the wrong! She's not the victim!” At a point in time some of you might've been right and I would've wholeheartedly agreed with you but Liv isn't the victim you guys are making her out to be. She tainted herself in her quest for revenge. Y'know that saying ‘if you stare too long into the abyss, the abyss will eventually stare back into you’ that's what happened. Rhea injured her, she injured Rhea back. She got her lick back. She got her title (bonus). Here's where Liv tainted herself: she started going after Rhea's “family”. If she wanted to remain the hero in their story Liv was supposed to know when enough was enough. Rhea's problem was that she was arrogant and didn't know when enough was enough. She got back at Rhea the minute she injured her cause that's exactly what Rhea did to her. She went overboard when she decided to become a nuisance to the rest of the women in the locker room and started manipulating Dom (sure she came to love him in the end but it started off as manipulation) and working with Finn (who wanted to get at Damian) to further get back at Rhea. Liv literally turned herself into the person she hated (Rhea) and I just think that this was so poetic and this story had the potential to be so much better if creative had just focused on that instead of centering it around the man (Dom) in the feud. For the 10 times Dominik had been mentioned 8 times outta that should've been about the WWC and the history that led up to that point. Dom was just a secondary plot device. Instead creative turned it into a who's hotter competition and a vying for Dom's attention kinda thing and it turned it weird. We only got some substance these last two weeks if we're being honest. “Rhea should've taken accountability, she being a hypocrite and she should've apologized!” She did take accountability, she said she was wrong for turning on Liv. The hypocrite argument is kinda shaky as well because Rhea was a heel, she was just doing bad guy shit, just like what Liv is doing right now. As far as apologizing though that's taking it a little too far. In the beginning she absolutely would've had to apologize but Liv took it far and if we're being real Liv didn't want that apology anymore. When Liv decided to mess with her family, her “boyfriend” and actively was trying to make her life hell, she lost all rights to what was owed in the name of good faith. Both of them crossed lines that couldn't be forgiven. She wanted to ruin Rhea and she got what she wanted. By any means necessary even if that meant turning herself into the villain and losing herself in the process.

I'll briefly touch on Finn and Damian's beef cause it's intertwined with Liv/Rhea feud. For the two of them the jist boils down to ego, pride, jealousy and paranoia. Rhea was just collateral damage for Finn to really hurt Damian. When the judgement day was founded it was Edge, Damian and Rhea. Finn joined after multiple assaults and they kicked out Edge. It was always Damian and Rhea though. Finn wanted to hurt Damian in all ways. Everything that concerned Damian, Finn wanted to destroy and what better way for Finn to destroy all things concerning Damian than hurting Rhea, who concerns Damian a lot. After all Damian was the only one checking for her. Sure losing the WHC was gonna hurt Priest but to really drive home the point Finn knew he had to screw Rhea as well. He saw the opportunity to drive the knife in deeper and he took it, he didn't care if it hurt Rhea in the process, which worked out perfectly fine for Liv.

The situation with Dom. Is it focused entirely too much.. yes but he's also a major key factor in their feud. Rhea was with him for 2 years, he betrayed her (whether it was deserved or not), this is where that gets blurry because yes she beat his ass in the beginning but Finn and Damian also did the same thing and when she started antagonizing him and Rey it wasn't because she liked him. Their relationship grew during the duration of the judgement run. Dominik chose to turn his back on his father and Edge at the point in time to join the judgement day. That decision was entirely his own. Was their relationship power dynamic toxic at times? Yes. There were no innocent parties in Dom and Rhea's relationship though. Both of them had communication issues, Rhea was an asshole at times, Dom was a shitty boyfriend in certain instances and he did cheat (which he didn't have a right to do). Even when she returned, she wanted nothing to do with him and he still went out of his way to get her back with him to ultimately betray her at SummerSlam. “But she was flirting with Jey!” She was not. She was distracting Jey so her boys could get the one up. JD cost Finn and Damian the tag titles the first time and when she came back Dom asked her about it (which is preposterous when you think about it since he was already cheating on her) she was really messing around. Dominik was audacious as hell, I'll give him that 🤣. He could've left her alone, again he chose to betray her and the worst part about it is that he decided to betray and humiliate her with her biggest adversary. He planned this btw. The frustrating part is that creative gave him an ass promo to explain his action when in interviews he gave substantial answers as to why he did what he did. So yes Rhea is going to have a problem with him, she's hurt, he humiliated her and he was a major reason she couldn't regain back her WWC. He was not supposed to be centered as much but this is what happens when a storyline is written by men that has been catered to men. I'll give creative a point for not centering Jey in this feud as well. He's minding his business and Rhea and Damian are minding theirs.

So all in all like I said in my previous post it comes down to this, The Judgement Day and The New Judgement Day has no innocent members. All of them are liars, hypocrites, manipulators and backstabbers and all are to blame in their own downfall and misery that was brought upon themselves. Priest and Rhea got theirs and no they shouldn't have to apologize to their former family when they were all bad guys even if it was to each other.

As for Raquel returning and helping Liv. I'm over it. Liv could beat Rhea clean if she uses her head like we know she's capable of doing. If anything it's gonna discredit tf out of Liv even more because creative booking her reign has been ass. Let Liv pull off the upset of the century by herself. I don't understand the need for more outside interference which will drag the absolute hell out of this feud and creative is not doing it justice. It's just gonna lead up to Raquel eventually turning on Liv because her eyes were set on the WWC and if we all remember correctly Dom cost her the shot against Rhea. Raquel hates Rhea and Liv turned herself into the one thing she despises. We're losing the plot here. Rhea doesn't need back the championship now anyway either. The WWC scene is just gonna be tied between the three of them until they decide to eventually squash the feud cause Triple H and his cronies are against booking the women's division properly. Let Raquel come back and go into business for herself. So there'll be more contenders besides the obvious for the belt. This reeks.

This is me yappin without any biases btw. I'm so sick of the nonsense though.

[rishas-pepero]

Waiting for poe/ranpo headcanons

what you ask, i shall give 😎

This will be a ranpo headcanon, will do poe shortly after.

warnings: rough sex, hair pulling, swearing. Minors dni

author's note: thank you for this request! once again i will be doing poe shortly after i post this. If i made any grammatical errors, please do pardon me as english is not my first language.

genre: smut/headcannon's

Ranpo Edogawa ✦.˚

sfw ミ ♡ ៸៸ : : ·˚

• he is definitely and likely overly-confident guy that would get jealous when you ask someone for help instead of him when he's clearly right beside you. ( he thinks it's stupid, which it is )

• would come and rush to help you when you need it so you wouldn't ask for someone else's help.

• LOVES IT when you praise him after doing an incredible job at whatever mission fukuzawa gave him or after helping you out on something you were struggling for ( man's smart and would fix your problems in less than a minute. HE'S THE RANPO EDOGAWA 🤭 )

• would definitely take you on missions with him even if fukuzawa doesn't allow, man's just don't give a fuck atp.

• you would also probably be the star of the show when he brings you to the ADA, his co-workers would probably give you a maid dress or just very random fits. ( Ranpo just plays along )

• his dates are probably just the two of you solving a case or probably a picnic date.

• he would pick up some flowers for you at a sunflower field if you guys ever went to one, and place it on your hair since he thinks it makes you even more pretty.

nsfw ミ ♡ ៸៸ : : ·˚

• this guy is a sub, no switch or anything just a bottom.

• i feel like he would also be very vocal in bed but would get embarrassed easily if he gets to loud. ( don't want the neighbors to hear now can we ? )

• has a love-hate relationship with your rough sex, sometimes he likes it when you go rough but if you go overboard with the roughness, it'll tear him up.

so don't go too rough on him, he's trying his best to be a good boy for you.

• HE LOVESSS SOFT SEX ‼️

mans sensitive so being a bit to rough can pain him so he prefers soft sex more than the rough one, in this way, he would feel so pleased and yet loved with your gentleness.

• also has a love-hate for your hair pulling, you would sometimes forget that he hates rough pulls because your mind can't think properly, you are fucking the EDOGAWA, so..

but he also loves it when you gently pull his hair and then kiss his neck and the corner of his lips while fucking him with your big ass cock.

• would occasionally complain with how big and fat your cock is but you honestly got used to it sincs you know he can take all of it anyways.

• OMG HE LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVES, LOVESS THE AFTERCARE.

man i feel like he prefers it more than the sex part, because you make him feel so cared for and shit with how gentle you take care of him, especially after rough sex.

make sure to give him a nice warm bubble bath, kiss him while you wash off the bodily fluids off of him, and whisper in his ear whilst his head lays on the crook of your neck, telling him how good he did and how good he fucking felt, praise him good.

Then after change him into a more comfortable clothes and lay on bed with him, pepper his face with your kisses too, he loves it, very. Cuddle with him at night, he needs a blanket at this cold night y'know? 🤭🤭

[self-indulgent-paw-patrol]

Zuma Appreciation Week - Day 5 (Skipping day 4 because it'll be posted later some other day), Favorite Outfit

Okay, THIS ONE I won't make art for it because I need to focus my still very limited time of using my laptop for other urgent commissions (got another tattoo to draw for and a whole wedding card to design!). Too bad I couldn't buy my second laptop earlier, it won't be here until the 18th and that's just the ETA, it might be delivered later (or sooner, hopefully).

I also don't have a favorite Zuma outfit. I swear I went through the entire list like seven times since when I first came up with the prompts ideas and I still can't pick...

So I'll make a top 5. No specific order.

Ready Race Rescue racing suit is of course one of my favorites. I always loved racing sports, I'm not an expert but I enjoy it and have fun watching. I still need to get the chance that Brazilian Paramount FINALLY put this special up in their list, to finally watch it in the Brazilian Portuguese dub - and have my dad watch it too, I got my love for racing sports from him XD

The First Movie outfit is really cool in my eyes too. It doesn't go too far from the classic one, but still has that cool factor, y'know? Plus I love glowy/neon lines, it totally won me over instantly.

With that mentioned, I can't go about glowy lines without including the Mighty Movie powered up suit! FOR ME, THIS IS LIKE GIVING ME A WHOLE SEASONED SALAD BOWL, I'll eat it up like it's the most delicious thing in the world-- This glowy suit feeds my glowy-lover soul, excellent feast 😂👌🏽

And they managed to work ORANGE glow, it's so easy to go a tiny bit overboard and it suddenly becomes red or yellow... Trust me, it's hard to get a good orange glow on things!

Can't leave the Aqua Pups diving suit out of this top 5 ever either, for the same reason!! It has the absolute glow-in-the-dark vibe I love so much, I really wish we'd get to see more of Aqua Pups. It felt like a step further from Sea Patrol, now going fully underwater deep ocean, AND GLOWY SUITS LIKE THEY'RE SOME KIND OF BIOLUMINESCENT CREATURES, I LOVE IT--

And finally, Big Truck Pups! I love their trucker uniforms SO MUCH. They're simple, yet with a nice cool factor, the jackets look awesome, all their colors going really well with the black shirts and gloves, plus the trucker caps! When I get to work on my Zuma looks, one of them will totally be inspired on his trucker outfit and I'll make sure to get a cap and customize it like his trucker one (I want the Sea Patrol cap too). Nickelodeon is totally missing on offering these caps as official products, I'd make sure to buy originals no matter HOW if they would just do that.

AND LAST AS AN HONORABLE MENTION: First movie re-imagined classic outfit!

Not gonna lie, I like it better than the show's classic one XD It's technically the same, but a little bit more worked/detailed, which I like it a lot. I like getting to see details on things!

[milfbrainrot]

a couple of thoughts abt representation tm in arcane particularly for disability in season 2

with the disclaimer i spent most of this season sobbing too hard to take in what was going on and i have not rewatched season 1 since it dropped. so i honestly could be off with a lot of this and admittedly some is more reaching on things that don't matter much.

anyway i was a littel disappointed with a few things.

1. the speech to viktor about how he was always trying to fix things jayce never saw as broken. that's sweet! and i get the sentiment. and honestly if viktor had grown up in an accessible society it probably would've hit differently... but viktor is disabled in ways that are understandable to want to "fix" partICULARLY when he was like... actively dying from health issues if i'm remembering right? the reality just is that if i could fix some of my issues i would. it doesn't make me as a person broken, and maybe that's what jayce was getting at--that viktor maybe couldn't focus enough on his own strengths, and maybe in the past viktor had been told that he had no worth due to his physical health and that was a motivator idk. but to me it kiiiinda missed the mark because... viktor's body was still something that made him struggle in ways it was understandable to want to improve on from his own perspective and it isn't rly wrong to want to do that to an extent lol. ig he just went overboard.

2. idk how jinx's psychosis works but it felt a little less thought out this season. was it trauma induced? is it genetic schizophrenia or something similar? it does seem like her hallucinations pop up during times of stress consistently or when thinking about her traumas which... she is surrounded by. but i feel we got less of them in season 2 maybe. maybe that makes sense because i imagine less stress would improve those symptoms to an extent during the happier moments. it just felt a little less present than in season 1, and we never seemed to get ANY obvious symptoms demonstrated in the AU episode. she did still suffer trauma there so i imagine if it wasn't genetic she would still have some issues, though maybe not as severe. and y'know, things were going better so again less stress = less severe symptoms or the bridged societies meant she could get effective treatment. and generally her symptoms weren't as relevant i guess in some ways. there were so many timeskips it's not like she couldn't have been struggling off screen. just confused about it, and probably would not even BE thinking about this in all honesty had the writers not had vi call jinx a psycho. what was that writing choice. ableist weirdness aside i feel like that isn't even really a word it makes sense for arcane to have in some ways ???????

3. ishaaaaaaaaa. i initially thought she was mute but it seems like she might be deaf too if you read into some things like looking at lips. she did actually have some good personality traits and such so i don't feel like she was totally plot devicey, but unfortunate that she died as the deaf/mute character. i do wonder if her not speaking was almost a device for jinx to be able to project onto her more or something but i do choose to take it as thoughtful representation.

4. i guess there is maybe something to be said about salo and others getting magically healed by viktor but again as a person with some pretty difficult health issues i would also go to a weird culty healer if i had the chance lol, just something that came to mind. and maybe this is part of jayce's speech since viktor's drive to heal the world tm maybe went overboard.

ANYWAY it is not all inherently bad and there is balance: we left off with cait missing an eye and we still have sevika who's an amputee, so it isn't like... a total case of "fuck the disabled characters in particular." and of course with the limited runtime and resources i can't fault the writers too bad for shortcuts to hit the right plot beats. compared to the care season 1 was able to get with some of this stuff tho it just was a noticeable difference to me.

[strykingback]

Okay so now p/apitimefire177 has responded... well unsurprisingly on a vague post (Well I wouldnt say vague) about Doom and I. So I have to pull up again since they have made the choice to mention me. So, let's go band for band and see what you had to say.

First things first, you stated how Jaune is not Aryan, including providing the definition of it and how "those guys" bastardized it. Good, you know what it is. But nowadays the meaning of Aryan has sadly since been affiliated with White Supremacy and "Those Guys" Fair enough. Let's also not forget this isnt the ONLY thing they bastardized as well.

Once again, Doom was using this as either a joke to piss you off, since you know White Supremacists like to describe the perfect race as Blonde hair, Blue Eyes, white skin....?

Which once again they could have done a Joan of Arc allusion with Jaune, but decided to go with the Paladin/Knight allusion. Showing that they only used her as the inspiration for Jaune, in no means did they explore anything with the allusion at all.

Nothing from Joan of Arc's life being used to develop Jaune even further. Just making him into a DND Paladin, with his semblance being literally. "Lay On Hands" from surprise-surprise. Dungeons and Dragons. Nothing exciting about that...

No Semblance that could make Jaune see into the future and see Cinder amongst the flames alluding to Joan of Arc's death....

Or anything about him making an effort to learn how important a sacrifice is to bring about the swan song of victory. Y'know.... just like Joan of Arc?!

Or maybe making Jaune be a good strategist despite protests from his teammates... LIKE JOAN OF ARC!

Then papi goes off again on a ad hominem tangent, calling Doom illiterate and stating that they needed to do research and state how they throw tantrums.

No Papi, you are the one throwing tantrums. You are proving me and Doom right because what did you do right after Doom and I called you out. You went back to your regularly scheduled Jaune Simping and Cardin-Hate Posting. Plus as I said before, Doom may have used this as a means of making it an INSULT to the character as a whole.

You are being a belligerent fool, and you are proving Doom right. I'm even still surprised that you havent been banned off tumblr yet for harassment, using ableist slurs (despite your half-hearted apology), and so on forth.

Now you are indeed correct.. kind of about one thing. R/RWBYCritics isnt a valuable source. But I digress because I used it for ONE thing and that was to see how much screen time did Jaune get in RWBY as part of my research cause good lord I am not going to sit around and watch Volumes 1-9 having to time how much screentime he had. . Which from Volumes 1-6 He got and I repeat from that one post.

5,489 Hours of Screentime

Which when converted into an actual time it comes up to.

One hour thirty-one minutes and twenty-nine seconds

This is NOT counting Volumes 7-9 and I did NOT say that R/RWBYCritics was a Valuable source. If you actually paid attention to my other posts of me being critical about Jaune especially in the Twin-Revisions of why I think Jaune is a horrible Knight

One of the sources came from the Infographics Show. Where they gave a summarized talk about how Real Life Knights were not like the actual knights you would see in the Romanticized stories.

Even providing sources when one such historian talked with Spiegel Online about Sir John Arundel and his band of knights taking refuge in a convent violating the Nuns and stealing from them and throwing them overboard once they were all but used up.

Or how in that same video, quoted by Nigel Saul in his book Chivalry in Medieval England: "Knights only fought for three things. Land, Gold, and War Booty."

Since RWBY is a show that takes the romanticized takes of knights or stories from those romanticized stories. Such as Robin Hood, the Grimm Tales, etc. And apply them to RWBY.

Which once again, I only used R/RWBYCritics once for a source on Jaune's screentime and you falsely proclaim that I use it for all of my RWDE posts. Which I dont...

Now, let's also talk about this little thing I found where you made the statement about someone calling Jaune Fans Jaune-Turds. Which I do not know what the context was about, maybe an episode back then... but I am more surprised that you tunnel visioned to the insult instead of CHECKING THE FUCKING TAGS AND DATE.

Right off the bat. I see no mention of the RWDE tag there... and no mention of "Does this count as RWDE?" on there. This was a personal rant... and the date?

Here lemme put it in caps for you Papi.

"NOVEMBER 17th, 2018"

You are using a post from SIX YEARS ago as a means to "prove" that "Oh RWDE are all just meanies and what not." Gee its also not like you have been doing more wrong than us. Once again in my reply to your Stop The Hate 2.0 I simply put down at the START to not witchhunt you but to Block and Move On. Guess that didnt click in your head didnt it?! That was the only form of respect I was going to give you. Because I atleast have some form of morality to give you!

Lets not forget you got pissy from a post after this which was A JOKE. a fucking JOKE. Dude are you the DJ Akademiks of Jaune stans like getting all pissy over a JOKE?

I think we're done here. Pack it up. Cause listen Papi you called me out for not having valuable sources, well I provided while also once again cooking your ass in the Malevolent Kitchen. I dunno maybe at this point you are just way too easy to beat... plus the fact that it took you two months to say something about the call out, but either way. Have a good one, drink water, do some self-reflection and yeah Jaune still sucks.

Good Day.

[jinmanian]

▎vip models ִֶָ ࣪ ៹ 𝗸𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢 , 𝗮𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘥𝘰

▎𝜗𝜚 L8VESKZOO NEWS ִֶָ ࣪ ៹ they've countlessly reminded you of your worth and beauty yet you never seemed to understand so they decide to show you themselves. 」

▎hash#tags: gnetural 𝜗𝜚 headcanons + scenarios 𝜗𝜚 swearing 𝜗𝜚 slight yandere kazuha (nah it's full 😔) 𝜗𝜚 insecure reader 𝜗𝜚 nudity [no nsfw] 𝜗𝜚 mentions of locking up/kidnapping 𝜗𝜚 angst & fluff 𝜗𝜚 mentions of harming others 𝜗𝜚 kaveh's down bad 𝜗𝜚 suggestive 𝜗𝜚 paint on skin contact [non-toxicated] 𝜗𝜚 kissy-kissy [ew] 𝜗𝜚 body worship 𝜗𝜚 albedo's an ass lowkey 𝜗𝜚 not edited 𝜗𝜚 I went overboard ngl .

▎apocalypse ִֶָ ࣪ ៹ 「 I'M BACKKKK!!!! ik yall missed me fr fr [no yall didn't 😔] and a new theme plus a new fanfiction layout!? AND it's stray kids (the theme)!??? AHHH :D and I've been feeling so much more better like RAHHH 😤 I've been stalking skz/skzoo 😭 but we're back on track (finally) 」

𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘖𝘕𝘌 (current) | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘛𝘞𝘖 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘛𝘏𝘙𝘌𝘌 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘍𝘖𝘜𝘙 | 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝘍𝘐𝘝𝘌 (?)

albedo kreideprinz

𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 waited patiently, the thick handles of his paintbrush tapping against his chin.

the male had instructed you to be a model in his painting, specifically the main piece, the one who'll be the certain of attention.

𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 was skeptical of your resistant, he wouldn't be 𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 If he forced inappropriate or appropriate clothing onto you, though this unfortunately or rather fortunately had transpired to a different path.

even if it meant burning your clothing, keeping you completely nude for his image, for what art truly was.

❝mhm, please do come out. I'd love too see you.❞ the blond remarked with that gentle touch you'd melt for, yearn for, or well that's perhaps what he'd like you to think. poking your head through the agaped entrance, leaning slightly closer pressing your foot against the pale walls, your only coverage. ❝I'd like my clothes back. If you wouldn't mind.❞ only silence filled the room.

❝hey? I'm taking to you 𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢!❞ The blond rose from his stool, a tight grip on that wooden handle the clanking against the easel echoed through the empty room. quickly moving from your previous position In eager search of clothing, your eyes met the blond's blue ones. jumping back in shock, when had he gotten in front of you? this motherfucker was chalk, actually chalk with clothing wouldn't you fucking hear that!?

❝please do not make my work go to waste. I'd hate for your body to mole into nothing, but a doll. maybe even a puppet.❞ the alchemist nonchalant wording sent shivers up your spine, genuinely wondering of who he thought he was speaking too. ❝𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢, I'll go through with your painting just give me my clothes.. and my freedom.. and distance away from you❞ raising a brow as the male shrugged pointing towards the fire. ❝burned them, freedom is a rare occasion, and distance? don't make me laugh.❞ your eyes widened, was he actually insane or just stupid? ❝y'know you've constantly intrude my line of work for your insecurities, again and again, do my words hold no meaning? or do you just seek the attention of my care? If so, allow me to take you to heaven, whether I'll have to force it upon you or those frictions in your brain will finally struck and you'll comply. dear, don't make this harder than it has to be.❞

globs of fresh paint trickled down your goosebumps of your skin. the easel and canvas knocked over and long forgotten. you were his new hidden canvas. possessing art that must be hidden from those perverted eyes of Teyvat, if not then allow that anemo archon to wind him of life and pride, push you away like an unfinished, unfixed project.

strapping your limps to his operating table, no inch of you left untouched, you attempted to free yourself from these restraints. If only 𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 had found the situation humorous then he might've spared your bodies innocent but no since you've decided that his words were a string left for the abyss he'll make you sweat, cry, he'll slap you, bruise you, hell even drug you just for your understanding and if you still don't seem to understand, he'll break your every bone, beyond repair.

𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 watched your body squirm, wrapping his hands around your neck slamming your head against the table digging the syringe into your neck as you yelped, your body felt like it was dying, like you were momentarily paralyzed. 𝗔𝗟𝗕𝗘𝗗𝗢 pressed kisses against the paint that caressed your skin, fingers ran along the paint that dug into your skin. honestly you were lucky he didn't use the "other" paint though at the same time he couldn't ever use such a thing on you, someone so special.. so priceless that he'd die without.

❝let me use you, again and again. ramble about your insecurities again and again. And we'll do this again and again 'til you can comprehend the beauty you obtain. fight all you want it's all in vain, no one will hear you, no one will fight for you. all you have is me, so please let me worship the body my eyes have been blessed to see.❞

kaedehara kazuha

to say 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 was surprised became an understatement, after every kanji, every words of admiration, affection was he still not doing this correctly?

as a wandering samurai and a former member of the crux dating wasn't a thought nor a experience that he was common knowledge in. he didn't want to upset you, if he's made you uncomfortable he'll fix it. The poor blond was in a state of disbelief and doubt.

we're these insecurities the causing of him? had this little to no experience in relationship that he was still willing to learn not giving you satisfaction? he's apologized countlessly for his inexperience, he even couldn't say the loving words in the inazuman language nor in standard. yes he'll praise, he'll admire, he'll teach [possibly, unlikely.] but the affection wasn't his profession.

he'll try for you, he didn't want your insecurities to drive him mad, though the samurai had stability in his emotions you were just the expectation that his heart melted for.

and he swears he'll do anything to warm that small flame of love that only grew smaller.

❝𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔, please I promise this isn't necessary.❞ you swore, but kazuha hadn't seemed to get it, why? cause the bitch was unreasonable when it came to you. ❝no, no, no dearling, this is more than necessary.❞ the wanderer squeezed drastically 'round your arm, dragging you to his room (or what you hoped was his room) in the crux, 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 practically begged, no like actually.. he got on his hands and knees..

squeezing your thigh harshly you felt it rip through your fabric and into your skin. ❝was it me?❞ ❝no! of course it isn't, you're just doing too much over much a small situation!❞ The wanderer froze, too much? small situation? was this a joke to you? 𝗞𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗛𝗔𝗥𝗔 looked at you in disbelief and disappointment. you groaned at the increased in grip, struggling to pull your hand away. the way he just stared into your pupils when the situation more awkward. were his eyes always this dead? ❝𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔.. you alright there?❞ what the fuck kind of dumb question was that!?

one second you were standing and the next you were hitting the ground. ❝this must be a joke, it has to be! there's no way you'd play with my feelings like this.. right?!❞ 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 grasped abd shook your shoulders with such force you felt the ground colliding with your head ❝𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 that fucking hurts!❞ stopping mid air, moving his hands to your throat. ❝i know, i want it to.❞ the platinum blond whispered, with your remaining strength you kicked the male's side but he wasn't budging.

❝i love you, you know that right?❞ 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 whined, having you question whether this man was bipolar or not.. ❝yeah, yeah i know..❞ you looked right and left, impatiently waiting for him to remove himself from you. ❝then why won't you look at me. fucking look at me!❞ staring at him with a fake smile ❝yeah i know 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨..❞

you didn't know if it was the smile or words that eased him or the nickname. 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨𝗛𝗔 pressed kisses onto your skin, removing his hands from your throat and to around your waistline. ❝i love you dear, i swear, i swear to archons I'll kill anyone who offends you.❞ ❝i swear 𝗞𝗔𝗭𝗨 that's not necessa━❞ ❝shut the fuck up.❞ silenced not gonna lie.

❝just stay with me, maybe then I'll be able to shelter you, and you'll stay with me.❞ you just laid there, looking around in a cry for help. maybe you didn't make the right decision dating this man but you were as sure as hell that the start of your relationship was definitely the best but the current? there might be some things you need to rethink..

© badtzpocalypse 2024. do not copy, repost, edit, translate my work

[beanghostprincess]

Okay but Sanuso wedding where everything absolutely does go wrong from small things like “Oh no the cake collapsed” to “Oh fuck we’re getting attacked!!” And it’s absolutely chaotic and everyone has to drop everything to kick some ass and by the end of it they are both sitting next to each other and leaning on the other, the entire place in shambles, both of them look like hot messes, Sanji is now sporting a very nasty looking blue eye and Usopp has singed of one of his eyebrows at one point, but they are both watching their friends now drinking and celebrating after they FINALLY actually got to the actual “I do” part and are now eating what’s left of the destroyed cake together and just catching their breaths. “… Can’t say I ever expected to get married like this.” “In my fantasies there definitely was more romantic music and less screaming.” “Good job catching the rings before they went overboard tough.” “Heh, thanks.” “…” “…” “… It was perfect.” “It was.” “I love you.” “Love you too.”

I’m a sucker for :The wedding goes wrong and everything is going to hell but everyone agrees that it was actually the best fucking wedding they ever went to and both people getting married are just so happy to be together and in love and maybe just a little glad to be still alive in the first place scenarios

ANON I WANT TO KISS YOU LET ME KISS YOU LET'S KISS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR BRAIN IS ABSOLUTELY AMAZING AND I LOVE YOU FOR THIS.

this is EXACTLY how i imagine sanuso's wedding. i think usopp would want everything to be perfect for sanji bc he has this perception of sanji being this big romantic guy who wants the perfect wedding (and, y'know, he is. he literally would demand to cook his own wedding food). but then everything goes horribly wrong and,,, it's perfect. because getting attacked and destroying everything around them is SO them that they're just happy to be experiencing stuff like this. they're just happy to be alive and together,,,

i would actually love usopp feeling genuinely guilty, saying something like: "i'm sorry this happened. i- we can- we can try and make another celebration if you want-"

"i want you, usopp. i don't need another celebration. i don't need another wedding. i didn't even need one in the first place to show the world how much you mean to me. this was perfect. but- but if you do want to have another-"

"no! no! this was perfect i- i was worried about you not having the perfect, romantic wedding you hoped for."

"oh, mon trésor. it was perfect and romantic and everything i hoped for because you are here. that's all i need."

"you are such a sap."

"but you blushed."

"... this was perfect."

"you are."

and now i am very sad bc i love them too much and i need a sanuso wedding asap. oda make it happen. i haven't watched WCI yet so i'm gonna go and pretend for a while that they're getting married.

[sillygoofyqueer]

Ohhhh, you know how to make infinitely more motivated to write more. I mean, look at THIS, it feels like you're quite literally in my brain 🥺🥺

Dream. I don't think that anyone'll be surprised that I'm linking him to Apollo...the sun god. BUT HE IS MORE THAN THAT. I mean, god of plague and healing, music and arts, oracles and so much more!! For some reason, Apollo radiates Dream for me (I mean, Apollo is literally referred to as Alexicacus -> the "averter of evil" and depending on your perspective, that's what Dream does with negativity. He was Zeus' favourite (like the villagers favouring Dream before....teehee), and he was born from a mother who was in hiding from Hera (like how Dream's mother created Dream and Nightmare before she died after being hunted). And he was like, very prosperous for the island he was born on (the myths differ on what its name is), turning everything there to gold (like how Dream brought a shit ton of positivity to the villagers). Lets talk about Apollo's tragic love life and why I think that links to Dream. Basically, the most tragic tale (in my opinion) is Hyacinthus and Apollo. See, everyone looooved Hyacinthus and was pissy when he chose Apollo. One day, they were having a game of discus, and whether out of jealousy or pure bad luck, when Hyacinthus tried to catch the discus Apollo threw it smashed into his head and he died in Apollo's arms because he couldn't do anything to heal him. And this genuinely is so heartbreaking, because Apollo, despite being god of healing, couldn't manage to save what mattered most in the end. LIKE DREAM AND THE APPLE INCIDENT. IT WAS JUST A NORMAL DAY FOR THAT POOR BASTARD AND THEN BOOM, HE COULDN'T MANAGE TO SAVE NIGHTMARE IN THE END. WRAGGGHH - I think I went overboard with this one, but I love Apollo and I love linking him to Dream.

Nightmare. Well, for ever sun god, we need a mooon god!! Artemis, obviously, but why do I think this? Well, obviously I can link Artemis' birth to Nightmare's, as I did with Apollo's and Dream's - but I can take it one step further, folks! Artemis, according to some tellings of the legend, was born first and then became a midwife of sorts to Leto as she gave birth to Apollo. This can be linked to depictions of Nightmare as an older twin, keeping Dream innocent from the bullying he received and growing up much faster than he should have (considering he was like, five, at the time of the apple incident). There is also a lot of Artemis seeking retribution for man's hubris and acts, similar to how Nightmare killed all of the villagers as retribution for their years of bullying a child just because he was...well, the personification of negativity, in a sense. Also, Artemis is portrayed as a virgin goddess (iconic), and she keeps company with the Hunters of Artemis (mainly women who swore a pledge to her), much like Nightmare with his silly little children henchmen, who value him above all. ALSO, we can link it to the fact that in Istrus' version of Orion and Artemis, he was the only person she ever truly loved and he was a hunter of her, so, y'know, the idea that Artemis and Nightmare both could only get into relationships with people they've known extremely well for a long long time. But keep in mind that Artemis feels nooo love for anyone, this is just an idea.

Reaper. I don't know how big this bullet point'll be, because there's only so much I can explain before it becomes obvious. But, obviously a Hades like figure. Ruler of the underworld, god of death, y'know, it matches. Also, also, also, I'd like to point out that Hades got the short end of the stick and got stuck with the underworld, like how Reaper got forced into being a god of death because...well, he was born. Poor bastard. Hades, despite being the eldest son, was regurgitated last, which led to him being absolutely dunked on in receiving the Underworld when they drew lots. Reaper and Hades (in my opinion) share this lack of care about mortals and the world above. ALSO, Reaper has the death touch, which means he probably craves what he cannot have, like how Hades only ever fell in love (true love) with Persephone, goddess of spring. Literally the opposite of him. They both kind of long for things they cannot have. Well, without killing people or kidnapping them. Also, then portraying Geno as Persephone is a delicious idea for shipping material. MORE TO COME SOON IF WANTED\ (you can find what is basically a masterpost of this headcanon series here)

[gxdmade]

@chatcambrioleur asked:

Loops her arms around him from behind. Even though she's grumpy --- he gets a snuggle.

Her weight on him was comforting, incredibly so. He instinctively leans back, practically melting into her embrace. "...You know I really don't mind right? Y'know, you and Torao. I really was just messing around. Sorry if I went a little overboard."

He spins in her arms and squeezes her back. "We still cool to go shoppin' later? Or just hang out really."

[neirmetes]

Alright LMK fandom I have a possibly crack (and niche) fic idea for a reader insert. Specifically sun wukong x reader but I'm a slow burn bitch so it's not gonna seem like that for the better half of it

Here's the pitch:

Wukong finds an old and possibly very dangerous artifact, what it does isn't important since it's literally just a Mcguffin. Funnily enough though, it's also doing part-time as a trophy to a local e-sports event. Mk and the gang have to get the artifact before it falls into the wrong hands. And also because Wukong just might want it a little bit, y'know just to have. For whatever reason they can't just steal it, so they actually have to try and win it.

Not only do they suck at this particular video game (It's probably Valorant or some other fps games) but they also just don't have enough members. (I imagine Tang, Pigsy and Sandy are actually just hopeless, while MK and Mei have at least played some shooters. Wukong really wants that artifact. Red Son can optional be dragged in too) In addition, you have to be a certain rank in-game to even enter the competition.

Finally entering from left stage: the reader, who is a pro gamer

Acquaintances with Mei, Reader does that thing where you pay them to carry you to higher ranked lobbies and get more RR. So Mei calls them up for that exact thing.

This is where we get a proper look into just how bad they are at the game.

MK chose the coolest looking character and stuck to them despite not knowing shit about how to play the character

Red Son can't aim for his life, and can't seem to get a hang of any of the characters

Wukong stuck with the healer character but uses all the heals for himself, completely ignoring the rest of the character's abilities

Mei is admittedly the best out of all of them, going in and killing at least two enemies. However she rushes in without teammates and dies pretty quickly after

Finally, none of them know the callouts because let's be honest videogame callouts is its own language.

All this is admittedly pretty frustrating for the Reader who threatens to leave them. 'I don't care how much you pay me at this point, it isn't worth it'

So while the others frantically explain that 'it's to save the world' and 'it might be dangerous if we don't'. But all the Monkey King has to do is piss them off and out of spite, Reader is gonna coach the hell out of them.

Smash cut to montage time where they slowly work on their skills and figure out how to work as a team (If I stick with Valorant, I could honestly go into detail on what playstyle they would have and how it works as an actual comp) As well as grinding the game to get the needed ranks

Whatever the video game, Reader fills in for support as much as necessary. They seem disgruntled by it the whole time and needs plenty of breathers between games to calm down. because hOW CAN I HEAL YOU WHEN YOU'RE ACTIVELY BEING SHOT

Now, we pause the epic gamer montage for some team bonding. The gang takes a break to do more physical activities! MK and Wukong convince (Mostly MK but Wukong never goes against it) the Reader to try out training with them, Mei thinks it'd be cathartic to let the Reader race. Reader gets to meet the Two dads and Sandy. All around fun stuff outside the godforsaken video-game. We also learn a little bit more about the Reader. (This would be a good time to amp up the romantic shenanigans as well) As much as she can be very mean during the game, they're honest to god very thoughtful and considerate. Though one could note that it technically follows over to their role as the healer/support. Why are they so rude and angry in-game then?

Well I'd tell you but at this point I might as well write the fic as I've went overboard with this post already

[dialoverssakamaki]

The First Date | Ayato x Yui

FANMADE SCENARIO | DO NOT REPOST! Admin: Neveah Word count: 877 (I went a bit overboard here, and yes I was going to write more) Characters: Ayato Sakamaki (Main), Yui Komori (Main), Laito Sakamaki (Sub) Admin note: Laito is a secret ayayui shipper ADHFYWFUYOF Posted this today in honour of Kiss day :P SCENARIO MASTERLIST

Location: Living Room

Ayato: Oi, have you seen chichinashi?

Laito: Bitch-chan? Nfu, she looked suuuper upset this morning, you know!

I figured that you sucked her ple~nty, ah~ the thought is exciting me! Poor bitch-chan, haah~ I'm not telling you for being a meanie, Ayato~

Ayato: Aah?! I haven't sucked from her for a while now and as if she's upset by Oresama! Now tell me where she is!

Laito: Say, Ayato, have you and bitch-chan ever went on a proper date?

Ayato: Tch, what's it to you?

.....No we haven't.

Laito: Bingo~! That's exactly why bitch-chan must be upset!

Ayato: As if! We don't need that shit! Stop being annoying you weirdo! Just tell me where she is!

Laito: Ah, you don't really understand women don't you, Ayato?

Ayato: Aah?

Laito: Nfu, guess it means I can easily take away bitch-chan from you~! Just like a butterfly in a spiders web~

Now, if you don't mind--

Ayato: Tsk you little-!! Fine, chichinashi and I will go out on a date! Now tell me where she is you bastard!

Laito: Woah there, no need to be so mean~ She said she was waiting for you in your room, haah how cute bitch-chan looked, I could just-

Ayato: Oi, do you want to be ripped limb by limb?

Laito: Nfu, sorry Ayato-kun~!

Ayato: You weirdo..

Scene shift: Ayato's bedroom

Yui: (Ayato-kun is sure taking a long time...)

Ayato: Oi, Yui.

Yui: Ayato-kun! Hi!

Ayato: Heh, look at you. You were desperate for Yours Truly weren't you? Typical chichinashi.

Yui: Wha-!?

Ayato: It's unbearable but it's the truth, right?

Yui: (He's not wrong but desperate is a bit exaggerating...)

Ayato: Oi, Yui.

Yui: Yep..?

Ayato: You and I are going on a date tomorrow.

Yui: ....!?

(I'm happy but it's so unusual of Ayato-kun to suggest something like this! My heart is beating super fast for some reason....but I'm happy. Ayato-kun truly does care...)

Ayato: Oi, whatcha grinnin' for?

Oh, are you happy that Yours Truly is going to take you out?

Yui: Of course I am! I'm truly happy that Ayato-kun would like to spend time with me!

Ayato: Hmph, you're getting too cute these days, y'know.

Yui, clearly flustered: (Did Ayato-kun just call me cute..?!?)

Ayato: Pft...look at that dumb expression! It's priceless! You're as red as a tomato.

Yui: Hey, you meanie!

(There he is, the Ayato that teases everyone...)

(Though, as of these days I feel we've been getting very close to eachother.)

(I wonder where we are going tomorrow? I'm sure regardless Ayato-kun and I will have a great time)

TIMESKIP: TOMORROW

Ayato: Oi chichinashi, how long are ya gonna take in there? You don't have to wear anything fancy, you know.

Yui: Uuu...you forgot to tell me the time, you know...

Ayato: Aah?! Whatcha trynna get at?

Yui: Nothing, I'm ready!

Ayato: Hey, you look pretty cute, you know. Do chicks like this kinda stuff?

Yui: Ayato-kun..., thank you...you're really kind.

(He's been super affectionate lately, it's making me super happy! It's as if I'm skipping a heartbeat...I feel we are truly lovers now....closer than ever...I love Ayato-kun...)

Ayato: Kind!? I'm a vampire you know! Call me scary or something!

Yui: (Fufu, he gets so cute like a little kid at times!)

Ayato: Why are you grinning? Weirdo.

Hmph, I'm in a good mood today so I won't question it. C'mon let's go outside.

Location: DOWNTOWN

Yui: Ayato-kun, where exactly are we going...?

Ayato: Dunno.

Yui: Wha-!? Did Ayato-kun take me out on a date without choosing a spot...?

Ayato: That's a bother, no? Why not just explore everywhere?

Yui: (I mean...it's surely different than what I had imagined but it doesn't sound bad, I get to spend more time with Ayato-kun!)

Sure...

Ayato: Great! How about we start with that Arcade right there?

Yui: Yeah! Let's go!

Location: ARCADE

Yui: (Woah..! You can win that huge kitty plushie from that claw machine!)

Ayato: Oi, why are you staring at that thing for so long?

Do you want it?

Yui: Well...it's pretty cute! But I doubt I'd be able to get it as I'm not the best with claw machines you see...

Ayato: If chichinashi wants it, Ore-sama will get it for you. Ore-sama is good with these machines, you know.

Yui: (..! For me!?)

Ayato-kun...

A few minutes pass

Ayato: Tch- this thing is rigged for sure.

Yui: Ayato-kun it's fine if you don't get it...

(I'm happy Ayato-kun tried after all!)

Ayato: Aah? Who said anything about giving up! Watch this.

He manages to get the plushie

Yui: Ayato-kun, you did it!

Ayato: Hell yeah I did! See, Ore-sama will get anything for chichinashi!

Yui: Ayato-kun...

(He truly tried his hardest....for me. Ayato-kun is truly the most hardworking person I know. I feel like I'm falling in love with him over and over again...)

Ayato-kun, I love you.

Ayato: ..! Why'd you say that so randomly?

Yui: Sorry..

Ayato: Idiot, don't apologise....

...I love you too, Yui.

Hey, let's go somewhere else now. I think we might end up spending all of Reiji's money- I mean my money here.

What about that takoyaki stall right there?

Yui: Sure!

Ayato: But before that...

Mwah

*Surprise peck*

Yui: ..!! Nn..

You tease!

Ayato: Hehe!

Let's go now!

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