#still not tagging this as self insert talk

[pppeachyyys]

you're my seasons - akaashi keiji

✩ synopsis - in which the regular walk home with akaashi from school suddenly takes a twist, and turns out it's for the better.

✩ tags! fluff, mutual pining, veryyy self indulgent / focuses on readers pov, inspo by seasons. by wave to earth, winter walks!!!, gn neutral however reader is hinted at being shorter once

the walk home from school is silent. the only sounds that fill your ears is the crunch of leftover snow and occasional sniff due to the chilly air. 

as always, you're walking with akaashi. it was the norm, you study in the library or go to clubs and wait for him to finish practice. you exchange small talk with him before walking home together in a comforting silence. 

it has been like this since the third year of junior high; you and akaashi are still good friends that simply enjoy the company of each other. 

akaashis eyes don't tear away from what's in front of him, but his words are directly looking at you. "despite there not being much snow, it's still freezing." he comments. you simply nod, your fingers reaching to clutch your scarf. 

the friendship you guys shared was polite. it was nothing like the way bokuto would launch his sweaty self all over the setter, it was nothing like the way his two managers would tease and poke fun at him. 

it could be perceived as gentle; however, it felt like restraint. you were scared to reach out for him the way his other friends do. you want to lean your head on his shoulder, weave your fingers with his nimble ones, stare into his eyes for hours.

there's no way you view akaashi as a friend. but you believed that he simply saw you as a companion to experience tranquility with, nothing more nor nothing less.

you don't want it to be silent, so you respond. "i didn't expect it to be this windy." 

he notices the way your palms fist together in an attempt to find warmth. his head doesn't move, but his pupils dart over to watch your actions. 

"are your hands cold, y/n?"

the street feels icy. with every step you take, you feel your legs wobble in search for a foundation to keep you from slipping. he's quick to notice this as well. 

"yeah. i'll just stuff them into my pockets, even if it doesn't help much." 

just as you're about to insert your hands into the pockets of your blazer, the front of akaashi's palm is quick to brush against yours. you want it bask in that teasing touch more, but you instinctively pull away.

now you can feel his eyes on you but you don't exchange his look back. are his brows furrowed? would he have a smile on his face? you refuse to answer your question.

"y/n, you don't need to run away from me." 

the walk suddenly comes to a stop. you're now facing him and hes facing you. "what is that supposed to mean?" you ask. 

every sentence is followed with steam whispering into the air. it's now truly silent, and there's nothing to listen to.

that is until akaashi speaks once more. his nose and ears are pink from the chill. "it's okay if we're closer. this distance we have right now... don't you feel like it's getting in the way?"

there is no possible way he is saying these words just to say it, and you're sure of it. gunmetal pigmented eyes are locked right onto your own and the both of you don't want to escape from it. without thinking twice, you're quick to give him a response.

"if we got closer, i think i won't be able to see you as just a friend."

"what if i want us to be closer?"

you realize it's not silent and it's actually loud. your heart is pounding so rapidly that it's almost like each beat can be heard; you think that you can hear akaashi's heart too. it's in sync, there's a connection that desires to eliminate any space or obstacle.

"could i ask you if we can be more than friends, y/n? i want more of what we have and get farther into it. so please, tell me how you feel."

not only is it loud, but it's getting warm. the two of you feel heat rushing around the body. you think the adrenaline is causing you to reach towards him, or maybe it's because he's finally told you the truth. 

in mere seconds that feel like eternity, you stand on your tippie toes and take in his warmth, your lips meeting his and it almost feels perfect. one of his hands go over to the back of your head and the other against your back in an attempt to keep you from slipping. in response to his yearning, your fingers paw at his blazer draped onto his broad chest.

this touch feels ethereal. the proximity eliminated, the only feeling and thought left being love. you don't want this to end, and he doesn't let you go.

with a whisper of the air, his lips pull away from yours and he feels so fufilled. a small smile blooms on his face. 

it still feels cold, silent, and tranquil; however, there is a sense of satisfaction laid onto the scene. akaashi believes he's in love, and you  are the one to give it to him.

[kissingarthurclaus]

"I can fix him" this and "I can make him worse" that

I can inadvertently become one of the many mistakes he made that tragically lead to his downward spiral 😳

[nenoname]

stan twins the canon cptsd brothers i will always think about all your unaddressed issues that would make perfect plot fuel for your spinoff

and also the whole 'stan getting that poem by bill via a website which contrasts with bill getting one from the axolotl via a website' foreshadowing thing

like idk i would love something like su future but like more optimistic, aka not an accumulated breakdown that has to be mostly resolved off screen at the end :/// but something thats being kinda addressed throughout? (although would love to see one of them turn into a monster thats always fun lol)

stan having severe issues from his dad and those years of being homeless that we keep on getting more info on but never really getting confronted on (the drifter catalogue and tijuana incident...), him being completely alone for like twenty years when running the shack before soos comes along to the point that 1998 is noted as his low point, and him not really learning about bill+what he did to ford until ages after he killed him if he ever did get the full context

while i think amnesia and everyone seeing him as a hero actually helped with stan's 'i'm a worse version of my brother' thing its still a lingering issue too and we now got him being insecure over his own hands

ford being immediately thrown from 'being tortured by bill' to 'being stuck in the multiverse and being chased by bounty hunters constantly', him fully expecting himself to die when destroying bill, and him only now being safe for the first time in 30 years ....relatively safe, he's still in constant danger because of course he is

idk in the end the series wants them to be happy and they deserve it, its why i wasn't too worried about the book being like 'ooh bill is back!! and the book is haunting ford' thing cos i knew they'll be ok

[uncanny-tranny]

Like obviously the whole "they're just doing [x] for attention!" is completely asinine because humans are social creatures who need attention to some capacity, but also... in your narrative, does everybody do things specifically for your attention? When somebody does something drastic or shocking, is it not because they're desperate for help but just because they crave your attention specifically? Does the sun rise and set at your command as well?

[bunnyboy-juice]

spent the first hour and change at work deleting some old files and am having a grand ol time laughing at myself for not realizing i was a lesbian sooner

[alkeneater]

"kill them with kindness" wrong. SELFSHIP ATTACK!!!!! 💙💙💙💙✨✨💖💖💖💖

BECAUSE IT'S A FREE THERAPY

i posted these on reddit long time ago and i wanna show them here as well!!!

i just love that he dates a random person (me) who's not a clone of someone. and i'm not even a demon from the mirror dimension. idk what he found in me 🥺 (i can literally treat him better than anyone because i understand him like myself 😎)

NGHHHHH I LOVE HIM SO MUCH YOU GUYS DON'T GET IT 😭😭😭 why can't clone high creators just make me his boyfriend in canon

[al-luviec]

still haven't moved on from zane in this episode (aka I hit tag limit again and am unhappy about it)

[callixton]

just thought abt the rising popularity of using afab!reader instead of literally any other descriptor as if having a vagina is an inherently afab trait and made myself mad

[mblue-art]

It's me again, anon, who adores your love-hate towards Cross. Friend recently showed me a video in tiktok where there was a sound of 'oh I hate that man...but oh, cara mia...how i love him'. It immediately reminded me of you. Tsunderes keep winning. Let's go tsunderes ✊️

hhhh h hhhi anon i do, i do ha-

[thecedarchronicle]

what kind of music does clara like listening to? ✨

oh this is such a fun question!! i imagine when she listens to music it's usually for fun (when it comes to focusing she's one to prefer white noise, and when she needs to calm down, she'll aim to ground herself with the sounds around her instead of music because she can be prone to getting lost in her own head. like going out in nature, or listening to the sounds of the town/city)

so i think she'd be really into pop music, stuff with catchy lines and a lot of upbeat music! probably pop rock too, because i really see her brother being into that. and since music would be more about the fun and experience of it for her, she would branch out to what her brother likes to bond with him over it ❤️❤️

also, since i am and always will be a punk rock lisa truther, i like to think maybe her brother was into some of lisa's songs and clara bonds with lisa over that. i see her as being really into concerts (meeting new people, dancing, very fun for her!) and i think she would make a point to go to as many of lisa's concerts as possible, especially when she's still befriending lisa. or maybe roping lisa into teaching her the guitar when lisa's fresh back from pandoria as a way to try and keep lisa from getting stuck in her own head :)

that being said, she's petty when she wants to be and i fully believe when she and anne were still knee deep in their rivalry they all went to leonardos and clara made a point to have the jukebox play Hey Yo over and over again for a full two hours. just to watch anne slowly lose her mind. i also fully believe alex knew about this and funded half of it.

[cherrylight]

do you think he misses me........ ? maybe ..... maybe he's upset with me... i don't know. all i know is that he still means so much to me...

i don't know... i'm so bad at gushing about characters that mean a lot to me on here.... i just say things and go into immediate keysmashing... i also don't really follow ho/me/stu/ck anymore... like i haven't followed canon in such a long time so at this point dave's simply full with my own headcanons and interpretations of his character..... however still going by canon because i'm never normal about ANYTHING

i think he's so wonderful.... i think he deserves a lot of nice things... i'm so unsure how talk about him because i am tired.... but he is lovely. i love him. i wish i can do him justice... or write cute silly drabbles about us... but i am terrified of doing anything ever lately... i'm also too distracted and my brain feels like it's going into overdrive.... just so much happening up in there....

i'm sure dave would somehow in his own way sneakily manage to curate a mixtape for me of sounds to ease my mind because it's always constantly buzzing... he'll like just casually offer it to me and act like it's absolutely nothing but is freaking out over it. or something. actually.

i never liked it how people were like "dave freaks out all the time" "dave would do something nice and freak out" or whatever... like yeah he freaks out and in general is too hyper-aware of his surroundings, but i also don't think he'd consistently freak out on offering something because he wants the person to feel better even if he may or may not have a crush on them.... i have too many thoughts about him maybe i can make a post fully about him if i'm brave enough.

he's aloof but also a complete dork, but to me he's always the "casual down-to-earth" type of guy, mostly from his entire speech of him not wanting to be the knight of time and rather be just some guy. so maybe that's why.

talking too much about him. this is my longest post i think... of like any f/o without me feeling like i'm being too much or too annoying.

i just miss him too much. been kind of thinking about him lately. it's okay. i love him to bits. this also feels strange. but it's okay. i need to get out of my comfort zone. i hope dave knows i will love him forever. or something. i don't know. um. i just hope he knows he is my entire world. yeah. my silly crow boy i love you <3

[kissingarthurclaus]

Happy Mexican heritage day, by the way! Thanks to my whitewashed-ass mom I didn't grow up with that much of the culture, but I'm proud to be a part of it nonetheless!! 💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖🇲🇽💖

To celebrate I'm gonna imagine showing my f/os things from Mexican culture where applicable > u <

[indigospyder]

Me, early into Rusty Quill Gaming, playing around with the idea of a self insert character: oh haha yeah they’d get along really well with the gang!

Me 100 episodes in:

[sillyjayz]

Yes please talk about your crossover!!!!!!

FOR YOU ANON I WILL!!! 🫡

I want to make more posts about it either here or on a side blog due to the brain rot I keep getting from thinking about it constantly. For now, I’m gonna do my best here to explain the general gist of it all! It’s still a bit rough tbh so my apologies if it makes 0 sense whatsoever and if it’s really long (which it already looks like it will be LMAO). It’s all gonna be under the read more so people who aren’t interested can scroll past it easily!

OH and before I continue, I’m gonna briefly discuss where it takes place in the canon timelines. So for Vbros, it’s after the movie. For Postal, it’s basically after the events for Postal 4. And for Eltingville Club, it’s after “This fan…This Monster!” but before the epilogue. For EC, it’s like an au where the club doesn’t immediately separate after the events of the comic fire yet are the verge of breaking apart. The club are around the same age as the Venture twins. (One more thing: if you ask me about any specific year it takes place in, I can’t tell you nor do I care that much about it sorry BWUSBWH)

It’s basically two stories happening at the same time, in different locations:

Story A is centered around Postal/Venture Brothers. This one is pretty underdeveloped because I haven’t came up with any reasoning for why The Postal Dude would be in NYC, how he even encounters Dean in the first place, and how he even discovers that he is a Venture (aka Jonas is his actual father. Not in the clone way, but in the normal way, making him and Rusty and the Monarch half brothers). Honestly, I just wanted to explore that last idea more and see some fun uncle and nephew bonding and shenanigans happen.

Story B, on the other hand, is pretty developed and consistent. Considering I made the Eltingville/Venture Brothers crossover first before I got fixated on Postal as well. I made an entire (and somewhat outdated) outline but to summarize it quickly: Hank moves out to go live with his new uncle Monarch temporarily to become more independent from his father (and also he didn’t want to go back to New York City because of Sirena). Basically still recovering from what happened and trying to find his way. He’s able to get a job at newly opened comic store in Eltingville (since the last one….burned down) and he encounters the club. Hank, against everyone else’s advice of “Do not talk to them”, talks to them since they’re so happen to be talking about Batman which ends with Hank asking if he can join. He gets laughed at by them, who don’t believe he’s really a Venture since what the hell is a supposed rich/famous kid doing working minimum wage as a comic book employee and Bill emphasizes that “We only allow authentic fans to join the club.” To prove his worth, Hank is challenged to a trivia off. If he wins, he’s in the club (as an unofficial official member or an “intern” as Bill calls it). If he loses, he doesn’t get to join the club and has to give them some valuable collectables for free, which Hank could get fired for. He gets until the end of the week to prepare for it since Hank argues with them for extra time and they all agree, thinking he’s gonna lose anyway. However, with Gary’s assistance and some secret help from Jerry (who thinks having a new member could be beneficial for the club), he ends up winning and becoming a part of the club!

[kakusu-shipping]

Augh I hate making references for Anime self inserts but I!! Love Sasaki and Miyano very much!!!

My S/Is an American transfer student who lives in the dorms and is in class 1-A. He's on the Baseball Team, the Student Council and the only other member in the Animal Appreciation Club. In his spare time he likes to draw Shojo and BL manga.

He spends most of his first and second year in love with his upper classman, Hanzawa, even bravely (sort of) confessing to him at the tail end of his freshman year. Even though he's turned down he remains close to Hanzawa, being tutored by him and being an inside to 2nd year gossip.

Eventually, through Emile, Hanzawa learns the term Aromantic. To see if that is truely how he identifies, he agrees to date Emile as sort of a test, which was Emile's idea (he was very worried about playing with his Kouhai's feelings, but eventually agreed). They go on three dates dancing around their busy schedules before Hanzawa is sure, and they break up mutually.

Just before the Cultural Festival Emile, still caught up on his feelings for Hanzawa, causes the Baseball Team to loose their last game of the season. To move on, from both the loss and heartbreak, Emile shaves his head and commits fully to enjoying the rest of his BL School Life.

In their third year, while helping Miyano plan Sasaki's birthday date, Emile learns that Tashiro is still single, and casually asks him out, to the shock of everyone, excluding Tashiro who happily agrees. For years Emile had been casually affectionate with Tashiro, so it just seemed reasonable they'd eventually date

I have a lot of scenarios and comic for this one running in my head but I can't draw anime very well and something about drawing Hanzawa makes me super anxious, so I probably won't post a whole lot more.. Until I read Hirano and Kagiura of course.

btw my S/Is origonal hairstyle is based on this guy on the cover of Chapter 4 Love and Passion, I have no idea if he's a character that's important later or if he even has a name but like. That's a very Me-core designed guy other than the fact he's massive.

[hyperionshipping]

A Movie Marathon

A/N: This fic isn't "set" during or around an episode but based purely off of a Shining joke Hodgins makes in season 2. (During that episode that reminds me of The Blair Witch Project) ---

The killer jumped onto the screen, catching the woman off guard who screamed as the axe dug into her side—a loud squelch sound followed by a spray of blood. Elias squeaked, jumping in the seat next to Hodgins who seemed into it. 

Elias, on the other hand, had his face pressed to Hodgins' neck, eyes closed tightly. This was… the 6th horror movie? And he was getting jumpier as time went on. This was also not the first time he'd grabbed Hodgins or hidden against him.

Hodgins laughed and told Elias he was squeezing him. Elias opened an eye and leaned away. "No, I wasn't!" He looked back at the screen to see the woman dead on the floor.

"Right." 

***

Hodgins had insisted Elias stay the night. It was late and dark, and he definitely didn't want to ride home alone. Not that he would've voiced that now. Despite Elias consistently saying he'd sleep on the couch, Hodgins wouldn't let him. Elias eventually gave up.

Hodgins even gave him a shirt to sleep in. Elias didn't say it out loud but it was comforting after the barrage of horror movies. It was well-worn, and smelt like Hodgins. It was a tad big on him, and Elias debeated a few moments before opting to sleep in the shirt and his boxers. That wasn't weird, right?

Hodgins' room felt quiet now, as the two men lay separately. Too quiet for after all the horror movies they had watched. Scenes played back in Elias' head and he took a deep breath, rolling around.

Eventually, he pulled the covers up to his chin and curled up, burying his face into the pillow. He started to drift off when a loud clunk shocked his nerves. He stopped breathing as Hodgins jumped up. At that, Elias instinctively went to reach for his knife. His hand touched the bed frame, and nothing more. 

"Fuck!!" Hodgins yelled, cringing as he rubbed his knee. 

"What…?" Elias tried to feign he had been asleep. "Eveythin' okay Hodge?" 

"Yeah I think it was just--" the noise started again and Hodgins' eyes scanned the dark room. "It's my minifridge. Dumb thing does this all the time. Go back to sleep, baby." 

"O-okay…" Elias swallowed. He felt vulnerable. 

"Actually? Do you mind if I get into bed? The couch isn't as comfy as it normally is." Hodgins was not going to admit he felt on edge. 

"Oh. Not at all," Elias blinked in his direction, as Hodgins climbed in.

"I'll make sure to stay away. Leave enough room to not encroach on your manly space." Elias snickered.

"Hodgepodge," he cooed, "I've shared a bed with another man. You're fine." 

Hodgins let out a small breathy laugh as he wiggled, getting comfortable. Elias still felt on edge. Hodgins' house was so big. And dark. He was used to darkness but it felt so much scarier right now.

Unintentionally or not, Elias started to wiggle closer to Hodgins, who seemed to be asleep already. Elias stopped a few inches from him, closing his eyes. 

He stayed awake for a few minutes, listening to the steady rhythm of breaths from Hodgins. He let it lull him to sleep.

By the time Hodgins began to stretch out, starfishing, Elias was fast asleep curled up small. Hodgins was also asleep, unconsciously taking up more room on the bed.

Hodgins was the first awake, blinking away his drowsiness and the tail end of some weird dream. He started to stretch, going to move as he suddenly stopped. 

Elias was still asleep, mouth open slightly, still curled as well. He looked cute, Hodgins thought. He then noticed Elias was laying on him. His head on Hodgins' arm, back to his side. 

Hodgins smiled, just watching Elias sleep. This was great. He was doing great! His crush in his bed, asleep, on him? Hodgins stayed as still as he could. 

He could have easily pushed Elias off or moved his arm. But he didn't want to. Right now, Hodgins wanted to stay in his bed. Everything else could wait. God knows when he'd get this again.