#still want his number soooo bad- WHO SAID THAT

[the-patrex]

OBSESSED with @sneakertin 's Tentoo bounty hunter au

[celestie0]

I actually kinda like the accidental pregnancy trope idk just two characters learning to coparent and then eventually falling in love is kinda cute 🥹 I’d love to see what you write for gojo I feel like he’d be scared but end being such an amazing dad

gojo x reader | accidental pregnancy trope [drabble]

little miracle. a gojo x reader story

a/n. ok anon i basically started answering this ask very minimally but i couldn't stop myself from writing and it basically became an entire story so enjoy i guess?? LOL my bad <3 warnings/tags. domestic fluff, angst, mentions of sick parent, mentions of death, pregnancy symptoms. there is happy ending!! word count. 2.2k

gojo and you are in your mid twenties but you're both just barely getting by, you're a new writer living in a tiny apartment in a big city and gojo is the cute waiter at your favorite diner who's just saving up some money because he wants to go back to school and you're both kindaaa crushing on each other, flirting w one another. the restaurant gojo works at ends up starting meal delivery option, and you order some pizza to your apartment just so that you can see him on a weekday and he's soooo super cheeky with it leaning in the doorframe entryway of your apartment with the pizza in his hand like "it says here someone ordered a hot guy in some super sexy black jeans, well he's here now" and you're like "you're such a fuckin idiot" and you abandon said pizza to fuck him on your facebook marketplace couch.

fast forward the next day n you wake up, but he's not there anymore. he left you a little note that says he's going away for a month since his mom is sick and he needs to be w her. you're confused by the note, and you wish he left his phone number because you realize you have no way of contacting him. but that's ok, he'll be back soon, right?

in the couple weeks following the night you both hooked up, you're feeling like shit in the mornings, nauseous, you realize you've missed your period but you shrug it off because it was never really normal anyways. but one morning you throw up, confused as hell, wondering if you got food poisoning. but as you swing your legs back and forth in your paper gown, sitting high up on your primary care doctor's examination room bed, they tell you that you're pregnant and you act like you've never even heard the word before.

there's no doubt gojo is the father, you haven't slept w anyone except him in months. and a baby was just...you can barely afford to pay your bills, you're already living paycheck to paycheck since your book isn't even out yet and you're just surviving w the advance from your old job. what the hell were you going to do? and you can't even tell him that you're pregnant, because he's god knows where, stranding you with no phone number to contact him and you feel so left behind and alone.

the first person he comes to see when he gets back into the city is you. he looks tired, probably from his travels, or possibly from what he saw back home w his mom laying sick in bed. but he's still so happy to see you, and he kisses you and tells you he missed you and you stop him to tell him that you need to talk. for him, there was life before you told him you were pregnant, and then there was life after. and now he was living in the after. standing still in the tiny living room of your apartment when you tell him he's the father, and the words that leave your mouth afterwards are drowned out in his head because he can only focus on that one thought at once.

father. he's going to be a father? whatever heaviness he finds in his chest from the word is replaced with adoration when he looks at you.

keeping it, was what you had told him next.

it was tough at first, because of the morning sickness and the hormones and the yelling at him for not bringing you the kfc you craved so badly a minute before he did, and then the crying that follows suit when you realize you're being mean to him. but he does everything you want, everything he knows how, because he doesn't know how to be a dad, and he figures the least he can do right now is know what to do for you. and the thought scares him, to death every day. as he's driving you to your doctor's appointments, he's praying under his breath that you and baby are ok and healthy. while he's waiting tables at work, he puts on his best smile for an extra tip because it's extra money for the baby, because she isn't even here yet and he already wants to give her everything she's ever wanted.

yes, she. a baby girl. you were having a baby girl. you cried when your ob/gyn slipped and told you the gender, because you asked for it to be kept secret, but what hurt even more was that you told gojo he didn't need to come to this appointment. just a routine little check up, not a big deal. i'll just have my friend drop me off, you said. little did you know it was the one where you would find out you two were having a little girl.

oh, gojo knows nothing about girls. would it be different from raising a boy? can he play wrestle w her when she's a little older, or would he have to be gentle with her? would he learn how to make flower crowns for her with daisies from the field just to see a smile on her tiny face? how will he ever be able to deny her anything, especially if she looks just like you?

the second trimester, you two felt like a young married couple, and for once it felt like things were bright. like you two knew what you were doing. like it wasn't a mistake, but a blessing. you wanted him, desired him, and he'd never desired anything more than he desired you. it took you a while to come around to having sex again, it felt wrong, because that was what got you two into this mess in the first place. but those feelings melted away when you two moved into his little ranch together on the outskirts of town and you knew what it felt like to be hugged by him in the mornings, his sleepy voice drawling in your ear about how much more beautiful you look with every passing day. in those moments, all the regret melts away.

it all comes crashing down in third trimester. you're angry, he's tired, you're sad, he swears he's trying his best but he just can't seem to understand what you need from him. you say you wished this never happened, he says he didn't ask for any of this, and you're sobbing on the kitchen floor with your head in your hands because it all just feels like some cruel twisted joke. like a dream you should be waking up from any second from now. he sits down on the cold tile beside you, solemn in the face. he already looks so much older than the bright eyed boy he used to be, twirling a pizza box around on his finger in the doorframe of your apartment. his cheeks have sunk in, and you realize we all die someday. his hand reaches out to hold yours, and he kisses the back of it, and he says he'll never leave. not like how he left all those months ago, with nothing but a note. no matter what it comes to, one thing he can always promise you, is that he'll never leave like that ever again.

when your baby girl was born, nothing else mattered. it's like all the turmoil you faced in the past eight months was not even worth paying a moment's care towards when you cradle her in your arms. gojo had been fighting back tears the entire time, mostly provoked by how difficult childbirth had been for you as he watched feeling helpless, but the moment he held his little girl in his arms, he couldn't fight back the tears anymore. and he cried, and he cried, and he cried. few fathers could treasure their daughters as much as gojo did, and he knows it's a promise every parent makes to their child, but he vowed he'll never let anything hurt her. never let anyone upset her. for as long as he lives, he'll keep all the cruelty away from her, and keep her safe forever. you both named her yuki, for snow drifting outside of the hospital window when she opens her eyes for the first time.

you two make the tough decision that it's best for gojo to go back to school like he originally planned while you take care of the baby at home. it's hard having him away, and it's torture for him too, since he seems to breathe and live just to make yuki giggle and smile. but it's what made fiscal sense, since you knew what it was like to grow up in a household with little money to feed or fend, and the two of you wanted more than that for your daughter.

gojo's mother succumbed to the very illness that had been haunting her since he visited her for a month over a year ago, and he cried to sleep when he realized she only got to hold her granddaughter once before she passed away. and for the first time in his life, gojo learned what it really meant to be a parent, and it was only found in losing his own. there was no time to grieve in the capacity that he wanted to, because he needed to be there for you and his little girl. a year ago, he would've been broken, beaten, and bruised, but now he bleeds only in his dreams, then buries and braves the seasons for the sake of you two. as he slips his shoes off at the front door after a long day, then walks into the dark of the house, turning the corner into your shared room, he sees you humming peacefully while rocking his daughter to sleep. and he realizes his entire world is sitting in that chair.

gojo graduates from his two year engineering program, and lands a job in the city. the same city you left to go live with him when you were pregnant. it was tough to come back to the same city you fled, because all you remember of it now is morning sickness and fear of your career and falling in love with a boy that had a boyish charming smile you knew would ruin you one day. and now he's taken you back, moving the little family you've made together into a house. a house! he bought you a house. it was a little one, with no more than two bedrooms, but there was enough room in your hearts to raise your daughter with love, and that was all she'd ever need. she can walk now, mumble words. she said dada first, and gojo never stops teasing you about it. and when she finally says mama, you felt like your whole heart would burst.

he proposes to you on the waterline of the city's park, at the top of golden hour while the wind is subtle and tame but still ruffles the fabric of your dress. waiter boy, on one knee in front of you, years of waiting tables but he cannot even bare to wait one more second to hear your answer to the most important question he'll ever ask anyone in his entire life.

and you say yes. and he promises he'll love you for the rest of his life.

the wedding is small, because you two decided not to invite all of the family that had become estranged ever since you told them that you were pregnant with a man's child who you weren't even so much as dating. his family became yours after that, with his aunts and uncles congratulating you and yuki's cousins playing with her before she was to skip down the aisle as flower girl. it was sad to see your side of the church so empty, but you could never truly feel empty in this world anymore. not with what all that you've gained in the process.

there is fear in love, and in life. there was fear in gojo's heart when he learned he was going to be a father when he barely even knew right from wrong. there was fear in learning you were going to be a mother when you knew you cannot protect your child from the same hurt that has haunted you for a lifetime. but there was joy too. joy in seeing your baby bump for the first time, joy in holding your daughter in your arms for the first time, joy in seeing a sparkling stone in a tiny box presented to you on a sunday by the boy who still made your heart skip a beat just by looking at him, and there was so much joy in marrying him too.

but you find the real joy comes in the moments that you expect nothing from at all, but they happily surprise you with the feeling nonetheless. like now, as you sit on a picnic blanket at the park and you watch your husband running across fluttering grass in the wind, chasing after your daughter whose giggles and shrieks fill the summer air. he catches her, throwing her up into the air before spinning her around in his arms, and you tuck your hair behind your ear as you watch it happen. you expected nothing from anything life had given you in the past four years, and yet it gave you all the joy in the world. where you could've expected sorrow and sadness, it gave you something beautiful instead. you never would've thought that the boy you locked eyes with through a shy flutter of your lashes underneath warm restaurant lighting, the one that winked at you with no shame despite you being surrounded by all of your friends, you never could've imagined he'd be who he is to you today. but for certain, now, you believe in it. you believe in little miracles.

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[the end]

a/n. what the flying fuck. i'm gonna go cry now lmfao.

[numberoneredriotfan]

Rodydeku headcanons part 1 :)

I'm going insane over these two hggggg-

(this screenshot from the movie makes me cackle everytime-)

• Rody fell first, no questions asked. Deku fell a bit later when he actually had the time to consider his feelings when he WASN'T fighting villains and dealing with vestiges every three seconds.

• Before they parted after the humarise crisis, they exchanged numbers so they could still talk. And, I kid you not, as soon as Deku got home he called Rody immediately. Rody played it cool like-- "damn, miss me already hero??" As if he hadn't been staring at Deku's contact for the past ten minutes wanting to call him but not wanting to seem like he missed him or anything (he really, really missed him).

• From then on, they pretty much call each other every other night when they're free, giving each other general updates (or just to hear each other's voice) (Rody's like kicking his feet and twirling his hair during these calls-)

• Rody's contact for Deku is "mass murderer (heart emoji)" the heart emoji was added a little later on when Rody worked up the balls. Deku's contact name for Rody isn't anything special, just his name with a little ":)" on the side.

• Rody's crush is soooo bad. He definitely keeps up with anything hero-related on the news just so he can talk about it with Deku during their next call.

• I think Rody's voice helps Deku relax a lot, even if he doesn't realize why (keep this in mind, it'll come into play later).

• Rody thinks about the time when Deku spiderman-ed him around Otheon. A lot.

• Deku told everyone is class 1-A about Rody, more than he talked about the actual humarise crisis.

• During Rody's visit to Japan (in the spin off "team up missions" manga), I like to think he started developing a bit of an inferiority complex to Deku's friends.

• Like, who was he to Deku compared to all these friends that had been through so much together?? Compared to them, he was literally just some guy he saved the world with once.

• It didn't help hearing all the stories about Deku solving villain crisis after villain crisis with said friends.

• Of course Deku didn't think that way, and considered Rody a friend just like he considered everyone in class A a friend (with something a little extra there but he hasn't realized that yet).

• Deku once sent a picture of him and Eri during a little playdate to Rody the backflip his heart did when he learned that Deku was good with kids-

• Also, seeing Deku get along and be sweet with his siblings almost killed him.

• Sometimes, Pino will steal Rody's phone and send a random cluster of emojis with ninety percent of them being hearts. Deku was a little confused when this first happened, but after Rody (frantically) explained it was Pino, whenever it happens Deku just goes "hi pino!"

• Deku grows to be able to read Rody pretty well, even when he hides Pino from him. Although, having a friend with a built-in lie detector is pretty convenient.

• "Have you been missing me at all??" "Pssh, nah, you cause way too much trouble for me-" *distressed chirping in the background* "PINO." "I miss you too Rody :)"

• Rody pokes fun at Deku for the mass murderer incident all the damn time. "I don't know man, do I really wanna hang out with a mass murderer??" "Oh no, please don't hurt me mister mass murderer."

• Deku going on hero rants and Rody going on plane rants and both of them listening to each other with full attention :( <3

• Okay let's get into the more angsty stuff.

• After the war, and after all the villains escaped tarturus, and planes stopped getting to Japan and stuff, Rody was kinda worried (he was VERY worried).

• He was at work when all the commotion was on the news, and he completely froze when they mentioned UA high school. As soon as he got home, he tried to call Deku to make sure he was okay, but he got no answer. Because by then, Deku had already left UA high.

• Deku didn't want Rody to worry about him, so he pretty much ignored all his calls (feeling incredibly guilty as he did so) (also for the sake of it let's pretend he still had his phone).

• Rody tried so many times to call him, wanting to pull his hair out every time he was sent to voicemail. He was losing sleep just worrying about him, and Rody's siblings noticed. They tried a lot to try and get Rody to cheer up, which he did appreciate despite still being worried.

• He wasn't picking up his phone, and leaving a text just wasn't enough. So, eventually, he decided to leave a bunch of voice messages, as some way to make himself feel better.

• They started off with him trying not to sound too worried:

• "Hey, Deku! It's been a little while since I've heard from you. I know you're probably busy with everything happening in Japan right now. Call me back when you get the chance."

"The past few weeks at work have been exhausting. People are acting like the world's gonna end, but I'm sure things'll be alright. That's why we have heroes like you, right?"

"I was able to take Roro and Lala out yesterday, I sent you the pictures. Did you know Roro grew a whole inch?? Soon he's gonna be as tall as me!"

• Until they eventually grew more and more concerned and desperate:

• "Hey, I saw the news this morning. Japan is in really bad shape right now. Is everyone in UA alright??"

"You are getting these, right? If you have, please at least send me a message saying something. Roro and Lala have been worried, you know."

"Deku, I know things have probably been rough for you over there. For you and everyone else. I know I don't know you as well as your friends at UA, and I know that in the end I can't understand what's happening over there. But whatever you're dealing with right now, I'm willing to listen. So...please. If you're getting these- if you're even alive- just let me know. I'm worried, okay...?"

• At some point, Rody gave up on trying, only hoping that somehow Deku was okay, and that maybe he just wasn't getting his messages.

• But Deku was. And he listened to every single one, resisting to the urge to send him something, or call him. But he told himself it'd cause Rody more trouble if he responded, so instead, he just listened to each voicemail over and over, finding comfort in Rody's voice (he also looked at pictures of him with his friends for comfort as well but this isn't about them/j).

• After class A dragged Deku back to UA by the ear, once he was finally able to rest, he couldn't help but think about Rody and finally responding to him, but he wasn't sure what he would say, and he had a bunch of other things to worry about at the moment, so it slipped his mind.

• But eventually, as Rody was laying in bed thinking about Deku (as he had been doing for the past few weeks), he decided to try calling him again cause god damn it why not. He wasn't expecting a response, but at least he could say he tried.

• And to his surprise, Deku answered.

• At first, Rody just kinda sat there in shock, trying to process the sound of Deku's voice. And finally, weeks worth of emotions came spilling out and he just started ugly sobbing while yelling at him and questioning where he's been. Deku tried to calm him down a little, which only made Rody even more upset because how DARE you tell him to calm after you up and disappear for weeks without any sort of communication!!

• Knowing Rody's anger was justified, Deku told him he'd explain everything. And he did.

• He spent the next hour explaining everything that had happened to Rody. From the very beginning. How he was originally quirkless, how he got one for all, one for all's vestiges, the league of villains, All for one, Shigaraki. He explained everything, feeling a weight lift off his shoulders as he did so. Rody, though confused and confounded, listened intently.

• Once he was finished, Deku apologized profoundly for not telling Rody any of this, and how he just didn't want him to be put in danger. That's when Rody realized just how big the burden Deku had been carrying all this time, all by himself, truly was.

• "You've already put me in danger once before, hero." Rody said jokingly, trying to lighten the mood. Deku let out an weak, involuntary laugh. "You didn't have to hide this from me...you listened to all voice messages right? I meant it when I said I was willing to listen. You really don't have to carry that all by yourself..."

• Deku really couldn't help but sob once again at the support he got from one of his dear friends. And hearing Deku cry, Rody said he was a crybaby while also starting to cry as well.

• Just like that one time, both of them started to laugh together while still crying.

I love them so much :(

[shangchiswife]

dating aragorn headcanons!

hi guys this is the first time in a while that i've written something so i hope that you enjoy. i just recently rewatched lord of the rings and i'm obsessed with aragorn again so here are some headcanons!

aragorn x gn!reader

Aragorn is the biggest gentleman ever. You basically won the lottery when you started dating him.

The lyrics “In a world of boys he’s a gentleman” are about him 100%. Taylor Swift you are not slick at all.

Do not be fooled by his rugged looks, this man is the biggest romantic. He will plan the most romantic dates for the two of you even when he’s busy trying to be King. Even when he’s busy with his kingly duties he will still find a way to shower you with affection. Whether it’s leaving little love notes on your nightstand or bringing you a flower bouquet, he always wants you to make sure that you know that he’s thinking about you.

Aragorn’s love language is through acts of service. He wants to do everything for you. You are his first priority. You’re not feeling well? He’ll drop everything in his schedule to make sure you’re alright. Your weapons aren’t clean? He’ll clean them no problem. You’re cold? Bro will gladly take off his shirt and give it to you so that you’re not cold anymore.

When you guys were trekking through Middle Earth this man made sure that you got as much rest as possible

“Aragorn it’s my turn to take watch” you had said, rubbing your eyes with exhaustion. He walked over to you and put a hand on your shoulder. “You’re still tired, rest, sweet one, I’ll take care of it.” “But-” “No buts,” he said as he pushed you down gently. “Alright well I’m taking your shift tomorrow night,” you grumbled as you put your head in his lap and immediately fell asleep.

Let's just say he didn’t let you take the shift the next day.

He is soooo overprotective of you. He’s always been very protective over those he cares about but he’s especially protective over you since you’re his number one priority. Aragorn's actions are driven by genuine concern and love. He simply cannot bear the thought of losing those he holds dear and will do whatever it takes to keep them safe.

He’s the person who taught you how to fight. You were so embarrassingly bad at first but Aragorn never once made fun of you. He was patient even as you started getting annoyed with training. He was determined to make you a great fighter and it worked.

During the fellowship, you fought fearlessly alongside Aragorn and took down hundreds of orcs together. At one point, Merry even playfully called you guys a power couple because of how hard you both fought together, which made you both grin at each other.

You and Aragorn are basically the hobbits’ parents. They all love you so much and look up to you both with the utmost respect. You both admire them a lot too. Their loyalty and determination never fail to inspire both of you to keep going, even when things get tough and the future feels uncertain.

You’re also best friends with Gimli and Legolas. They have so much respect for you. They are also always trying to one-up each other when it comes to you so they can be your favorite. Spoiler alert you could never choose between them!

Gimli often pretends to be grossed out by displays of affection between you and Aragorn, and likes to tease the two of you with mock disgust. “Oh, just get a room already!” he’d say which would make you and Aragorn laugh. However, deep down, he secretly harbors a soft spot for romance and enjoys witnessing the love and affection between you two. He may grumble and groan about it on the surface, but in reality, he finds it heartwarming to see the bond you share and the happiness you bring each other. 

Aragorn isn’t really big on PDA but once you’re alone together, he's affectionate and attentive, making sure you feel cherished and cared for in every moment you share.

In public, he keeps it subtle with affection, but every now and then, he'll gently caress your palms or hold your hand, just enough to let you know he's there. It's his quiet way of showing love without drawing too much attention.

This man loves to give you forehead kisses. Whether you're feeling on top of the world or weighed down by the challenges of the day, Aragorn's forehead kisses are his way of saying that he’s always going to be there for you.

You often find yourself snuggled against his chest, your hand resting over his heart while his arm encircles you protectively. His fingers trace gentle patterns on your skin, a soothing sensation that relaxes you. 

He also has the softest singing voice. It’s so pretty. He mostly sings old Elvish tunes but sometimes he’ll sing some songs in English.

You and Aragorn both share a love for animals, and you often find yourselves adopting stray creatures in need of a home. He's clearly a dog person through and through (I don't make the rules), but he has a soft spot for cats as well.

You love it when Aragorn tells you stories about his past. Whenever he starts recounting his adventures, you're all ears, completely mesmerized by his past. Secretly he loves your fascination with his stories and it fills him with a quiet sense of warmth.

You have a shared love for adventure and often find yourselves exploring new places together, whether it's hiking through scenic landscapes or just going around Gondor.

He is also the best listener. You tend to yap a lot but he does not seem to care at all. He will listen attentively, asking questions every so often, drinking in your every word. He always wants to make sure that you feel heard. 

Aragorn also dreams about starting a family with you. He's always imagined the joy of being a father and raising children together, but he'll only take that step if you're both on board and excited about it. Your comfort and readiness are his top priorities, and he wants nothing more than to embark on this adventure together, hand in hand.

[scarletwinterxx]

sign on your heart said it's still reserved for me - mark lee scenario

helloooo ~ so years ago i wrote this cute mark scenario & just wanted to write a kind of part 2 for it😅 you can still read this on its own but if you want more mark fluff and haven't read the other one, i'll link it below

pt 1. they say all good boys go to heaven, but bad boys bring heaven to you

soooo i hope you like this one too🤍 and stream Fraktsiya !!

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The stadium buzzes with energy as the crowd cheers for the players warming up on the field. You’re perched on the bleachers with your cheer squad, your pompoms resting beside you, but your eyes are glued to one person: Mark.

He’s on the field, stretching and joking with his teammates, his smile lighting up the entire atmosphere. He looks so effortlessly cool in his uniform, his cap pulled low over his eyes as he adjusts his glove. He catches your gaze and gives you a wink that makes your heart flutter.

One of his teammates—Jason—sidles up to him, saying something that makes Mark’s playful demeanor shift. You notice Jason’s head tilt subtly in your direction, and when Mark turns his gaze back toward you, his expression hardens.

Oh no.

Jason waves at you with an easy grin, and you smile politely, waving back.

Mark’s jaw clenches. Even from a distance, you can tell he’s annoyed. He mutters something to Jason, who just laughs and claps him on the back before jogging to his position on the field.

You shake your head, already anticipating the conversation you’re going to have later.

The game is intense, a nail-biter from start to finish, and the cheer squad is doing their best to keep the crowd hyped. But you? You’re too busy silently cheering for Mark with every pitch he throws, every time he sprints across the field.

And when the final out is called, the victory roar of the crowd is deafening. Mark’s team swarms the field, celebrating their win.

You’re grinning ear to ear, clapping and hollering with the rest of the crowd. But before you can head down to congratulate him, you see him jogging—no, sprinting—toward you.

“Mark?” you call out, confused, as he vaults over the low fence separating the stands from the field.

He doesn’t answer, not with words. Instead, he reaches you in seconds, his hands grabbing your waist as he lifts you clean off the ground.

“You’re wearing my jersey,” he says, his voice a mix of awe and possessiveness as he spins you around.

You laugh, clutching his shoulders for balance. “Yeah, I found it in your closet. Thought it might bring you luck.”

He sets you down but doesn’t let go, his hands sliding to your hips as he takes a step back to admire the sight. His old jersey. Faded and a little oversized but fits you perfectly in that effortlessly adorable way. The number 02, his number, is printed across the back. You wore it as your cheertop for this game to show support to him.

“You look so good in this,” he murmurs, his voice low enough to make your cheeks heat.

“Mark, people are staring,” you whisper, suddenly self-conscious.

“Let them.” His eyes darken slightly, a mischievous glint in them. “They should know who you belong to.”

You roll your eyes, but your heart flips at his words. “You’re ridiculous.”

“And you’re mine,” he counters, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

Suddenly, Jason passes by, tossing a cheeky, “Nice jersey,” over his shoulder.

Mark’s grip tightens ever so slightly, his jaw ticking. He glances back at you, his expression softening as he pulls you closer.

“Next time, I’ll make sure the whole team knows you’re off-limits,” he mutters, his lips brushing your ear.

“You’re such a jealous dork,” you tease, though you can’t stop smiling.

“Maybe,” he admits, his grin boyish now. “But I’m your jealous dork.”

Before you can respond, he kisses you.

Full of adrenaline and affection, the roar of the crowd fading into the background.

When he pulls back, his forehead rests against yours, and his smile is the kind that makes you feel like you’re the only person in the world.

“You brought me luck,” he says softly.

“You didn’t need it,” you reply, brushing a stray strand of hair from his face. “You’re amazing all on your own.”

“Maybe. But you’re still my good-luck charm,” he says, tugging you into another hug as his teammates start yelling for him to join their celebration.

Reluctantly, he pulls away, jogging backward toward the team, his eyes never leaving yours. “Don’t move. I’m coming right back for you!”

You laugh, shaking your head as you watch him go. The game may have been the victory everyone came to see, but for you, the real win was having Mark.

Always.

The door to your shared favorite spot on campus the little café by the baseball field — swings open, and there he is. Mark Lee.

His dark cap is turned backward, hair sticking out in soft tufts that you’d given up trying to resist running your fingers through. His bag hangs off one shoulder, his baseball jersey slightly rumpled. He spots you in your usual booth, a bright smile breaking across his face as he walks over.

"Hey, babe," he greets, sliding into the seat next to you instead of across. His arm immediately finds its way around your shoulders, pulling you close enough to smell the faint remnants of his body wash.

You nudge him playfully. “Shouldn’t you be at practice right now?”

Mark grins, leaning in until his nose brushes yours. “We just won the game last week I think coach won't miss me that much besides what’s more important, baseball or you? Actually, don’t answer. It’s rhetorical.”

“Mark,” you laugh, shaking your head, “Coach is going to kill you.”

“Coach loves me.” He shrugs like it’s nothing, then smirks. “Not as much as I love you, though.”

Your cheeks flush, and you give him a soft shove, but the grin on your face betrays your embarrassment. He notices and presses a quick kiss to your cheek.

“Seriously, though,” he says after a beat, his tone softening. “I wanted to talk to you about something. Something important.”

“What’s up?” You tilt your head, curious

Mark glances around the café. A couple of guys from the team are sitting at a table near the window, their laughter echoing.

One of them waves at you, and you offer a polite smile. Mark notices, his jaw tightening just slightly, but then he’s back to looking at you with those warm, honey-brown eyes.

He leans in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper.

“Let’s get out of here. I can’t focus when you’re being ogled by half the campus.”

“Mark,” you groan, rolling your eyes. “They’re just saying hi. You don’t need to—”

“Nope, no arguments,” he interrupts, standing and grabbing your hand. “C’mon, I have a plan.”

A few minutes later, you’re walking hand-in-hand toward his car, the late afternoon sun casting golden highlights in his hair. He opens the passenger door for you like always, flashing that boyish grin when you mutter, “Such a gentleman.”

As he drives, one hand on the wheel and the other resting on your thigh, you notice he seems a little nervous.

“Mark, are you okay? You’re acting weird.”

“Weird?” He glances at you, feigning offense. “I’m never weird.”

You give him a look. “Mark.”

He sighs, tapping his fingers against the steering wheel. “Alright, fine. I wanted to wait until we were somewhere nice to ask, but…” He pulls into the parking lot of the park where you two had your first date, putting the car in park and turning to face you.

“What’s going on?” you ask, heart suddenly racing.

Mark reaches for your hands, holding them tightly. His thumbs trace little circles against your skin.

“So, we’re about to graduate, right?” he starts, his voice soft but steady.

“Yeah…”

“And we’ve been together for four years. Four amazing, insane years where I’ve somehow managed to not screw this up.” He chuckles nervously.

“Mark,” you whisper, squeezing his hands. “You’re rambling.”

“Right. Okay.” He takes a deep breath, his eyes locking with yours. “Move in with me.”

Your breath catches.

“I mean, after graduation,” he adds quickly, his words tumbling out now. “We’ll get a place together—somewhere cozy but nice. I’ll even let you decorate because you’re way better at that stuff. And I’ll cook sometimes. You know, when it’s not just instant ramen or cereal. And we can… we can just be together. Every day.”

You’re staring at him, speechless, and he’s starting to look panicked.

“Unless you don’t want to,” he rushes out. “Which is totally fine. I mean, it’s not fine, but—”

You cut him off by throwing your arms around his neck, pulling him into a tight hug. “Yes,” you whisper, your voice trembling slightly. “Yes, Mark, of course, yes.”

He pulls back just enough to look at you, his smile brighter than the sun. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

Mark lets out a relieved laugh, his hands sliding to your waist as he kisses you—soft at first, then deeper, more fervent. You lose yourself in the warmth of his lips, the familiar way he cradles your face like you’re the most precious thing in the world.

When you finally pull away, breathless and giddy, he rests his forehead against yours.

“I promise I’ll make you happy,” he murmurs.

“You already do,” you reply, brushing a strand of hair from his face.

He smirks, leaning back against the seat. “So… does this mean I get to be the little spoon sometimes?”

You burst out laughing. “Mark Lee, I swear—”

But before you can finish, he’s pulling you back into his arms, tickling your sides until you’re both a breathless, tangled mess of laughter and kisses.

If this is what life with Mark will be like, you can’t wait for forever.

[awoogahonkhonk]

There’s actually a lot of TWST characters who I think would (or wouldn’t) partake in the devils lettuce sooo here are some TWST weed Headcanons.

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Also, Ik they teens. Teens, don’t do drugs. But I did as a teen and am still not of age, high while writing this soooo yeah. Please remember that this is fiction and these are fictional characters.

Note: not all characters are in this list. If I didn’t add a character it’s either cause I had nothing of substance to say about them or I don’t know the character enough to make a proper headcanon. Also if I say something wrong I’m sorry I’m not a connoisseur I just do what I get.

Warning(s): General talk about weed, Yuu is a stoner(maybe idk) in this, cursing, unedited and written by someone under the influence

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Riddle Rosehearts: As much as I want him to, and I think he would actually benefit from it, he wouldn’t. Especially pre overblot but also post. And it’s more than it’s against the rules. All he knows about marijuana is what he’s learned from the anti drug PSA’s his moms had him watch. And he hates the smell. And his fragile lungs can’t take smoke. And he doesn’t trust edibles or like the taste. So, as much as I want him to just give it a chance and chill tf out, it’s a firm no.

Trey Clover: He’s impartial. Doesn’t like smoking, or getting high in general but he doesn’t have anything against others doing it. May smoke in group settings but rarely. He will 100% make some fire weed brownies if you ask. Also, number one guy to be with if you get the munchies.

Cater Diamond: I think he’s tried it, had a bad high, and never touched the stuff again. Might be convinced to try again with some close friends but only if they know what they’re doing. Also, acts like he knows what he’s doing but ends up hacking up a lung.

Ace Trappola: Yeah why not. He’s down to try anything once. Actually likes being high with people, like him and Deuce and Yuu have reg smoke sessions and he loves it. Just likes the feeling idk. I don’t think he smokes alone tho. Likes flavored pens.

Deuce Spade: Will attend every smoke session and get a second hand high but will rarely actually participate. He thinks he has to be the responsible one while Yuu and Ace get high off their asses. But he’s not against smoking a little every once in awhile.

Leona Kingscholar: For sure dude. Someone is almost always on something in Savanaclaw so he’s been around his fair share and tried a couple things. Doesn’t like the smell from joints cause yk beast man heightened everything. So he prefers edibles or pens. Pens still stink to him but not as bad. Casual stoner. It helps him sleep when everyone in his dorm is all riled up over nothing. Gave Ruggie his first edible but was not happy when he had to take care of him after he greened out. (I have so many nsfw thoughts about Leona and smoking with Yuu omg don’t)

Ruggie Bucchi: Like I said, first time he had an edible he greened out. In his defense, the dosage was way too much. Leona kinda forgot he wasn’t as tolerant as him. He didn’t really want to do it again after that but he figured out smoking was easier cause he could gage where he was better. So now he’s a lil stoner. High Ruggie = ravenous Ruggie. Like Fr you’d think this kid was starving the way he was shoveling shredded cheese into his mouth, straight out the bag.

Azul Ashengrotto: Just gonna make a blanket statement now, none of the mer students smoke. They aren’t technically supposed to have lungs and filling those lungs with smoke is just painful. So he doesn’t smoke. He’ll do an edible every so often, usually to help him sleep, but that’s it. IS the campus dealer tho. He knows a guy. He knows quite a few guys actually. Hooks everyone up, for a price.

Jade Leech: Never has, never will. Has absolutely no interest in it. Doesn’t like not being in control of himself. Will be around when others get high though, he thinks it’s hilarious. Especially when people do too much and get sick.

Floyd Leech: Complete opposite of his brother. Will get high anytime, anywhere, with anyone. It hurts to smoke, like I said previously, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t trying. It’s actually getting better. He also thinks smoking looks cooler than edibles. High Floyd is a very cuddly monster. Will squeeze anyone who gets close enough. Just be thankful that he’s too out of it to use his full strength.

Vil Schoenheit: Will loudly advocate against it and ban his dorm from doing it but probably has a secret stash somewhere. Only Rook knows about it. He’s stressed ok?! You try being a famous actor/model/fairest in the land.

Epel Felmier: My boy wants to. He really does. He thinks it looks so cool, and if Yuu can do it so can he! But the smoke burns his lungs and edibles taste bad. But that doesn’t stop him from trying!

Idia Shroud: OKAY so there are two ways I could write this. Cannon how he probably is, or headcannon how I want him to be and see him as. Cannon, he probably talks a big game but actually knows jack shit about drugs of any kind. And is kinda scared to try. But he will, to seem cool. Ends up coughing up his heart but he tried and that’s what counts. And now he can officially say he’s ‘done weed’. Headcannon, Idia as a little loner stoner. It calms his nerves and makes it easier to talk to people. Usually if he’s out of his dorm, he’s high. He’s also high when he’s in his dorm. It helps him sleep and he thinks better with a lil weed in his system. May have developed a small codependency but that’s okay(no it’s not seek help). Mr wake and bake.

Malleus Draconia: Weed? Like, dandelions? What? He’s so confused when someone offers. Why would you smoke weeds? Lilia has to explain it to him three different ways before he gets it. He’ll try, but please give him an edible. It’s for your own safety. His lungs could probably take the smoke but if he ends up taking a hit too big he will cough up flames and not little ones. Very spacey once he’s high. Will stair at the ceiling for hours and say absolutely nothing.

Lilia Vanrouge: Has, will, wants to rn actually. Lilia lived through the 70s, he’s done almost every drug known to man, and probably some not yet known, at least once. Why not? He can take it. Doesn’t smoke often but also does? Idk how to explain it. Likes flavored cartridges more than anything else. The weirdo who fucks with cotton candy. He gets bad cotton mouth tho so… I mean, if you believe in the vampire theory like I do…👀

Silver: The first time he smoked was with his dad. He walked in on Lilia and a bong when he was like 15 and Lilia was like cmon m’boy. Now, he’s concerned that Lilia wasn’t more careful and exposed him so young but that also means he has an okay relationship with weed. Like, he’s able to make his decision firmly due to plenty of experimentation. He hates smoking and edibles generally but will absolutely body some weed brownies.

[nalyra-dreaming]

Hi,I hope we are not too annoyed with all our questions.

I'm new to the fandom,and after watching the show I really thought that Loustat would be the popular ship.I know most people are multi-shipper here,but it's funny how Louis and Lestat are not popular together. It seems like you've been here longer than many of us (books and Tv show)from you observations do you see major differences between fans favorite in the show and the books?

Also,have you changed your opinion on a character because of the show?

Not really to the latter.

I think the show cast the characters perfectly, so they fit for me. :) I like this Louis more, if anything. They enhanced him (though they did enhance them all, imho).

We lucked out so badly.

As per Loustat... *sighs*

You have to understand that Lestat is seen by many as the big bad abuser ™, and nothing else. No matter how often cast, crew, writers and creators have said that we have seen only half the story, no matter how often errors in the tale have been pointed out, no matter how often I have dug out the episode insider with Rolin pointing out the "tinkering" even then... anyone who doubted Louis' tale in any kind of fashion was met with accusations of racism and slurs.

I'm not kidding. I wish I was. I still have comments on my fics that I left there, on purpose. I have the asks here. There are people who call themselves my "number one hate blog".

I don't want to rehash all that now.

But imagine trying to write coming from the books, knowing what will happen, seeing the "seeds" in the show (as Assad called it), reading the interviews, knowing the tale will shift... and being met with something like that.

And now imagine not having the book background, and being harassed on anon, or with comments. And not having the background to defend your ship.

And I don't even mean actual criticism here, if valid or not.

No, I mean harassment. Accusations, death threats. Comparisons to the KKK. Whole campaigns against me, and others. Not kidding. I put my rants into my bio if you're interested, lol.

This is the fandom where I started blocking in earnest, and I come from friggin' Hannibal.

A tale like this, with racial changes in a color-conscious way (which actually brought the difficult topics into play (and I love them for it!)), left hanging for 18 months... that didn't do the fandom any good.

And some of the comments in the podcast didn't do it any good either with the expectations it raised, and which will be now... well. Not wholly disappointed, but... some took that as gospel. When it's not. It will be a bit messy soon, and with what's to come wrt to Claudia, too.

Soooo... that is why Loustat isn't particularly popular right now.

That will change though.

Rolin, as well as Sam and Jacob keep repeating that this show is built around Loustat.

Loustat are at the heart. They are the heart.

The books start and end with them.

The show foreshadows their dance at the end.

I for one am continuing to write for them, even if I have currently hit a wall on my current fic, but I was mightily distracted by all the new content^^ (like everyone else I think^^).

I love that they are so complicated, and messy, and petty, and so, so IN LOVE.

Jacob called it that, too. "Petty and in love".

And they are.

PS: And no worries re asks :) I love talking to you guys^^

[totheidiot]

Lawlight coffee shop au thought that wont leave my brain. Since L knows Light's schedule [its probably the same all of the time because of university] what if Light didn't come in one day. L is outside per usual waiting for Light to show up, and by the time he's supposed to be there, he isn't. Maybe he's late [he isn't late. In all of this time he's never been late.], its not a huge deal. Eventually L realizes that Light is Not Coming and calls him [somehow L got him to exchange phone numbers. Light probably did it out of politeness. L's contact name is probably 'freak from work' or something] because texting has a delayed response and he's curious to hear what made Mr. Perfect and Professional late. A very sick, tired and confused Light picks up the phone without reading the contact because as previously said he is sick, tired, and confused, and as soon as he hears L's voice he recognizes it [because of course he does. This guy comes into his job every day].

L says something about Light not being in work. Light tells him that he's sick and has a fever. L asks if he's taken medicine. Light thinks its a stupid question because obviously he did. why wouldnt he. Its common sense [he just says yes]. L asks what his temperature is because he feels like being nosy about this and Light just says "its not that bad" [it is that bad] which is Suspicious because if it really wasnt that bad he wouldve just said a number. He doesn't press on it much because Light can just hang up on him if he annoys him too hard and that would suck.

Anyway it becomes very clear that the only things Light has done are take his temp, take medicine, and call in sick to work. So L decides hes going to go over there to check on Light [dont ask how he has his address, i dont know] because he sounds like shit and who else is he supposed to bother at the coffee shop. Light objects to this and says that hes fine but L is still going [obviously].

Anyway they hang out and stuff [L has hand sanitizer on him and makes a point of using it way too much he is NOT getting sick] and Light is pissed off about the whole thing [naturally] but at least he isnt being accused of being a wanted criminal so thats a plus[?]. L leaves after a little while and after this i imagine that Light is like "wait. Does he care. Why does this not bother me." And realizes that hes starting to see L as an actual friend and is so disgusted/confused and decides that the sickness is getting to him [its not that] and agressively doesnt think about it or the fact that the feeling doesnt go away after hes healthy. L's already had this realization but it was more like "huh. I guess we are friends." And thats it. Anyway they dont talk about it after this but it bothers Light soooo bad. [If this is innacurate its because its late and im tired but this had to leave my brain. Also i had to retype this because i accidentally closed tumblr after getting really excited about getting a card in proseka so ✌️jeez this is way longer than i thought lol]

THE WAY I WAS ACTUALLY THINKING ABOUT SOMETHING LIKE THIS HAPPENING??? like a few days ago, i had this half-baked idea where light doesn't come to work for whatever reason (sickness wasn't my only idea for why he was off like maybe it's sayu's birthday and that's why he needs to go home or something but THIS IDEA. he js off because of sickness yes). so light wakes up with a cold and fever one weekend and he is like fuckkkk and he just calls up the cafe and calls kn sick and asks if mikami can take his shift today as well as do his own. kind of on topic but also not i figured out matsuda + mikami + light's schedule. light takes evening shifts three days on the weekdays and mikami takes the remaining two days along with working with light together for one day. matsuda works the morning and afternoon shifts in the weekdays because he's not a student like light and mikami is. on the weekends, light works the morning shift that kind of falls onto noon (like 9 am to 1 pm) and mikami works from 1 pm to 5 pm. MOVING ON FROM THAT.

so L pulls up to the cafe in his usual morning time in aaturday, expecting to find light there but he is surprised to find that there's another barista, mikami. he js deeply confused like light-kun is the most punctual man he has ever met, he works at the cafe in all of his shifts without fail. and a part of him is. disappointed that he is not catching sight of light. he needs to find out what's going on with him. he enters the cafe, not joining the ordering queue though because the only person he is ever getting service from is light. he kinda just hangs around and he is about to call light to learn why he wasn't here but then, mikami spots him and he recognizes L. mikami's shifts coincide with light's shifts sometimes so he'll sometimes see L, talking to light and getting his order from light. also light complains about him sometimes since mikami and matsuda are most probably the only people he actually talks to and can call 'friends', other than L of course.

so mikami is intrigued, calls L over, says hello, tells him that light talks about him sometimes. he informs L that oh, light is off sick so he is taking over his shift. L is like oh?? he leaves the cafe and goes to give light a call. LIGHT HAS HIM SAVED FREAK FROM WORK, THAT IS SO SO SO CANONNNN. post learning his name, i think the first thing light does is so so smugly, take out his phone, go to his contacts and saves his number as "L". it's such a small move but he is filled with so much pride and so smug about it.

BUT ANYWAYS, calls him up and light answers without much regard. even his voice sounds sore and L pesters him with questions. light is so annoyed and tired about it and L can tell from his tone that though light is Very sick, he isn't doing shit for it. so L doesn't know his address just yet but still, he is going to show up and make sure he actually does something. L is like, "light. give me your address. i am coming to you and light is like ??? no???? why do you need my address???? (he is polite about it though) but L is ADAMANT, he is GOING to come to light's house and they are going back and forth about it but light is completely out of breath and so sore and too tired to even argue about it more so he gives up and is like, "fine. i'll text you my address."

so L pulls up, even though he had been trying so hard to convince light to come to his house to check up on him, he would still be such a bitch about it. he pulls up in a face mask, gloves, hand sanitizer and light rolls his eyes but nevertheless, L does try his best to kind of take care of light. L takes his temperature, fusses over it when he finds that it's so high. makes him hot tea and soup. it's actually kind of soft and tender. L doesn't leave light's side until it's night, when he makes sure that light goes to sleep and only after that, does he leave. light feels this strange feeling of warmth inside him and when L was taking care of him, he was so red and flushed. he doesn't think deeply about this. he blames it on the sickness.

one little, tiny detail. you mentioned in an ask that light has a cat in his apartment and i had this sudden mental image where the cat is kind of rude and antisocial, doesn't like people at all. it took so long for the cat to even warm up to light but as soon as L came into the apartment, the cat was all over him. following him around, rubbing against his leg. all of that.

THIS WAS A LONG POST BUT I HOPE YOU GET MY VISION YES. KEEP SENDING ME MORE ASKS PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.

[bigheadbrooke-9]

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I sigh and knocked on Eddies door this was one of my proper dates and it’s always ruined by a fucking jackass.

The door opened and I saw Eddie hair pulled back and a rag on his shoulder and you walked in and smell something cooking I walked to the kitchen and sat on the island.

He was putting the eggs away

“ why are men like this ” I said putting my hands on my face

“ Boys ” he corrected “ what happened “ he said cleaning the island off.

“ literally just bragging about his dick game and I was so uncomfortable because I’m not sleeping with you on first date when you didn’t pay even then you’re still aren’t touching me, all he was talking about didn’t even know my last name, idiots i swear ” I said taking my jacket off.

“ so what happened after, did he try anything ” Eddie said walking over to the dishes to wash them I got up and went to counter and sat down next to the sink

“ he asked me did I wanna go his place I said no and he just dropped me off ” i said sighing

“ he just wanted sex, Thats honestly so fucking annoying, but you said you’ve had sex before how was that ” he said putting the clean white plate on the drying rack

“ it was so horrible, I didn’t even finish no fucking after care no fore play it was soooo bad, he just left after that, might aswell say I’m a virgin. Then he had the fucking to ask again, I said hell no and hung up ” I said looking at Eddie as he washed his hands after touching the dishes

“ was there some pleasure at least? “ he said raising one of his eyebrows

“ not really probably moaned about twice but hardly anything ” I said crossing my legs

“ no head?” He asked I rolled my eyes

“ he said that wasn’t into that type of shit, and I just lost it after that” Eddie crossed his arms the stove beeps and walked over to it and you see him taking brownies out

“ these normal? ” I said he put it on a mat

“ yea no weed ” he said grabbing 2 plates and then some forks

“ sweetheart, you have never been given head? “ he said letting the brownies cool

“ sounds fun but you know you know double standards giving a guy head is normal but not a women, fucking idiots ”

Once the brownies cooled down we sat down in the living room and started watching a kids movie

Eddie started rolling up

“ you got a lighter doll? “ he said trying to find one

I got up and took it out of my back pocket

“ give my shit back, that’s my favorite one “ I said eating my brownies they were delicious

He started smoking he low ponytail sitting on his neck and his brown big eyes turning a light red

" was that all that happened??” He asked taking a long puff

“ yeah, I should have told him to lose my number but I didn’t want to be mean ” I said finishing my Brownies

“ where do you meet these hornballs, they should be kissing your feet for coming anyway “ he said laughing taking another hit he passed it to me

I was stressed so I took a good long hit

I took my shoes off and sat back, and took a good breath

“ do you think head would be good for me, I don’t think it’s gonna satisfy me ” I said being said that I couldn’t finish

“ you’ll be VERY SATISFIED , getting head is top tier especially when you know what the hell you’re doing ” he said playing with is rings

Eddie and some very nice hands in your opinion, the rings made it so much better

“ babe you’re staring, the weed is hitting “ he said putting the blunt out

“ it is but not in the way you think ” I said letting my head hit the couch

He picked the plates up and took them to the kitchen and them put is weed away

“ horny?” He asked putting the tray back on the table

“ you keep talking about head am i not supposed to be horny ” I said laughing

“ I can help you if you wanna “ he said

I laughed because I thought he was joking but when I didn’t hear laughing I stopped

“ you wanna give me head ? “ i asked

“ who wouldn’t you are gorgeous, cmon sweetheart if you don’t like I’ll stop “ he said sitting next to me

I thought about I’m high and horny why not ?

I nodded

Next thing you know we are kissing like we are the last people on earth

I’m on his lap, his left hand on the nape of my neck and right on my hip

His hand grabbing the back of my neck making me kiss him harder, he was very gentle at first now his is getting a bit eager.

I was really horny if I was making out with my best friend

He slowing laid you down on the couch

“ are you sure sweetheart? ” he asked hand on my belt buckle

I nodded and starting taking my pants off slowing just in case i changed my mind

He took them off and you started to feel a little insecure because of how much he is staring at me

“ earth to Eddie “ I said he looked up

“ how are this wet I’ve barely down anything “

He said trying to open your legs

“ you don’t really have to do anything, just happened “ i said

He winked and opened my legs looking at my light pink underwear, with a small wet patch in the middle

He started to take the off and tapped my hips so I could lift my ass up to get the underwear off

“ sweetheart, holy shit how are you this wet? ” he said placing his hand on your waist you were looking at it not answering his question

“My hands? Hm? “ he asked you nodded and he takes his middle finger running it from the clit to my hole and I shifted a bit

He lifted my leg and put over his shoulder

“ ready doll?” He asked looking at your pussy then at you

“ yes i am “ i said putting a pillow under my head

He lowered his head and his tongue took a long stride and that felt so amazing you let out whimper

He then put his tongue in your hole I let a moan out

He just started going crazy putting both of your legs on his shoulder going deep nothing that you could reach.

He was licking slurping and then he put 2 fingers in I jerked I moaned loud, he was going fast and you squirted he sat up a little

Rubbing your clit as finger fucking you knuckles deep he was going fast

“ F-Fuckkkk, Eddie slow down ” you sat up when you felt you stomach twist and turn he got back down on his knees and continued to tongue fuck you

“ are you close?” He asked

“ i all ready came twice ”

THANK YOU FOR READING

[dandylovesturtles]

100 Feet and A World Away Lore Post

I said before if I won the first round of the TMNT AU Competition I'd put up a lore post of my separated (kinda) AU called "100 Feet and A World Away," which is really more of a reward for myself because now I get to ramble about my babies.

This is an AU I've been building in my head for some time and do eventually want to write a fic about. When? I do not know I have soooo many things I'm in the middle of right now but! hopefully! eventually!

So for now here's just some lore because I can't contain myself, I have to talk about this eventually haha. Like releasing a pressure valve.

without further ado

100 Feet and A World Away (a separated (kinda) AU) (aka the Shape of Water AU)

cw: dehumanization, child abuse (not by a parental figure), brief dismemberment (caused by Donnie, not TO him)

Backstory

quick note: in this AU the age gap between April and the boys is bigger than in canon because it just made things logistically easier; April is 20 and the boys are their S1 ages (15/14/13)

everything up through Lou Jitsu escaping with the boys from Draxum's lab happens as in canon

a few years later (when the boys are about 5/4/3), Splinter goes out to get supplies, leaving the boys in what he thinks (hopes) is a safe place (he doesn't have a lot of choices). He comes back to find the boys have disappeared.

he won't know what happened to them for 10 years

they were spotted by a human sanitation worker, who called animal control, who were like "what the hell is this" and got a Shady Military-affiliated Corporation involved. The boys are taken to a lab to be studied and, once their sturdiness and combat potential are observed, trained to be used for combat by the US Military.

the boys didn't go quietly, at least not Raph and Donnie, who viciously bit and tried to run; they were shocked and sedated. Leo, who had Mikey, saw this and decided to comply because he didn't want them to hurt his little brother. Mikey was too young to understand what was happening so his reaction was mostly just to cry.

Splinter had told the boys never to talk to humans, and the boys take this to heart, hushing up and never speaking to the humans even once they're taken to the lab. As a result, the humans know they have large brains but still assume they only have the intelligence of an ape at best. They treat them like animals, really the comparison I keep thinking of is the raptors in Jurassic World lol: something scary but with the hopes that they will eventually act like attack dogs.

to be clear revealing they could talk wouldn't have helped them much so it's for the best

the boys are given serial numbers when they arrive at the lab but the scientists call them by numbers as a shorthand based on the order they were processed in:

Mikey is Turtle 1

Leo is Turtle 2

Raph is Turtle 3

Donnie is Turtle 4

because Raph and Donnie acted aggressively, the scientists were afraid they would attack each other as well as Leo and Mikey, so they decided to isolate the two of them. On the flip side, because Leo and Mikey were more docile and Leo kept holding onto Mikey, they decided to keep the two of them together. An experiment in isolation vs socialization

as a result, the boys have not seen each other for the last decade, with the exception of two Incidents that I won't be detailing in this post (gotta keep a few secrets lol)

the boys are put through harsh training in an attempt to "tame" them and train them to attack/kill soldiers as ordered. they're also run through tests to determine things like their mental capacity and problem solving skills. there's no like medical testing/experimentation on them in this AU though it's mostly like if they do bad they get shocked and also the scientists/trainers don't really have compunctions against hitting them or muzzling them.

when not in training they live in their own zoo-like enclosures inside sterile rooms, much like the one in Shape of Water which is part of why the AU is the Shape of Water AU lol

MEANWHILE

April is an aspiring investigative journalist who just saw her first success uncovering some shady dealings in a supposedly non-profit organization

she receives a tip about something strange happening in an otherwise normal lab and testing facility just outside NYC's city limits

she's expecting to find illegal animal testing or bioweapons research

instead she finds Turtle Four

Donnie

has been isolated this whole time and as a result is more than a little feral, but not so much that he can't talk. he just has absolutely no sense of social etiquette (my inspiration is the bit in Rat Flu where he says "Make him say yessssah" and HEY BOY IT'S ME THE PS5-)

also he's still autistic but he hasn't learned to mask at all so he acts in a way the humans find weird and unsettling

thinks the humans around him are all idiots and he's so much smarter and better than them. basically his canon superiority complex has ratcheted up to 100 because he has no respect for these guys at all

makes regular escape attempts so lab security just keeps adding more and more obstacles (like an electric fence around his enclosure and steel doors to the room)

probably could have escaped by now but he always doubles back for his brothers and that's how he always gets caught by The Hunter

not as good with tech as his canon counterpart but only because he hasn't been allowed to read or study anything while he's been stuck here, so he only knows as much as he's pieced together messing with things in his enclosure and observing the humans. he's learned a LOT even this way (which is why he knows he's a genius!) but his thirst for knowledge is immense and he wants to get out so he can read books! break things and put them back together! use the internet!

has built up an entire imagined scenario of how things will be once he finally does break himself and his brothers out of there and I'm sure that everything will go exactly how he's expecting and there will be no hiccups at all :)

no longer has any attachment to the name Donatello and thinks of himself as Turtle Four, though he does remember being called Purple too

thinks their dad has abandoned them and doesn't really have any hope that he's looking for them

has a lot of scars on his body from his many many escape attempts and punishments, but most noticeably a scar along his jaw on the left side of his face

Leo

has been with Mikey this whole time so is still much more socialized, lucid, and "human" acting compared to Donnie

has poured all his energy since coming here into being Mikey's Big Brother and making sure things are safe and comfortable for him, being upbeat and positive for his sake, trying to make him laugh and keep him happy to the best of his ability, and generally just doing his normal canon thing but pushed to 11

this façade is the only thing keeping him going and god help him if it cracks

the scientists realized early on that it's easier to get Leo to comply if they threaten/hurt Mikey so Leo is scared of going out of line and just a big ball of guilt 24/7

due to An Incident he has a scar on the right side of his face that matches Donnie, and he doesn't particularly trust Donnie as a result. wishes he would stop his escape attempts because it makes the scientists cranky and they take it out on him and Mikey

still insists their dad is coming for them, if only to keep Mikey's hopes alive

inwardly pretty sure they're going to die here

is the only one who has seen Raph since their initial separation and refuses to talk about it

I'll Keep These Feelings Inside And Then I'll Die

still fully associates with the name Leo

Mikey

fully aware that Leo's putting on act for his sake, but if being a Big Brother is what he needs to keep going then he'll be the Little Brother he needs

knows it's unhealthy but what are they supposed to do?

feels guilt for being used as leverage against Leo

fascinated by humans even though he knows they hurt him regularly

once he saw a scientist doodling and his mind expanded by 1000%. the scientist drew him eventually and he's wanted so bad to do art ever since

the previous bullet point sounds like it's leading to a wholesome interaction but it is not, I'm sorry I mislead you

not as sure that their dad will save them as he lets Leo think he is; he has faith that their dad loves them and is still looking for them but also thinks Donnie is right that they should be helping themselves so they can get back to him

generally has more faith in their brothers than Leo does

can destroy you but chooses not to

still fully associates with the name Mikey

Raph

has gone full savage; it's a defense mechanism

his memories are still there, but they're so deep in his mind he currently only accesses them as vague feelings and sensations

still knows his family by scent, if not by sight

gentle giant when he's surrounded by Familiar Smells, very very aggressive when surrounded by Unfamiliar Smells

he's so dangerous the scientists don't interact with him much, which doesn't help the situation

thinks of himself as "it," when he thinks of himself at all

uncovering the real Raph would take a safe place and time and patience and he isn't getting any of that here!

April

was just trying to live her life man

dating Sunita but presently bummed that Sunita has rejected her suggestion that they move in together (it's because Sunita hasn't broken the whole "I'm actually a slime monster" news to her yet and isn't sure how, but April doesn't know that so she just thinks Sunita isn't as serious as she is)

when she meets Donnie he scares the absolute shit out of her at first

her first instinct is to get away from this whole mess ASAP, but then she realizes Donnie is just a kid and she can't just leave him in there

then he reveals he has 3 brothers and no he is NOT leaving without them

what has she gotten herself into...

is undoubtedly and irrevocably Big Sis April by the end

Splinter

never once stopped looking

finally found a lead that seemed legit but would need a human to help him get inside

found out about a young intrepid reporter looking for tips........

and that's all I'll say now ;)

The Hunter

basically the evil Robert Muldoon (from Jurassic Park)

I haven't named him yet sorry

his job is to catch the turtles if they escape, and he also participates in their training

fully aware that the turtles are more intelligent than they let on, thinks this just makes them more exciting to hunt

Donnie is basically his archnemesis (having a 14-year-old archnemesis is kind of cringe though bro)

will hurt them and doesn't feel bad about it

is missing a finger thanks to Donnie (I did say this was a Shape of Water inspired AU lol)

This was probably a little thin in places so if you are interested and have questions ask me! Wheeeeeeee~

[spopsalt]

The ones I sent earlier I more or leas grouped by a theme of why I hate them. But I can’t really categorize them anymore. So I bring you…

More miscellaneous She-Ra pins I found while sorting through Pinterest that made me want to die and my commentary on them. Pt. 1

Idk if this is a joke about Catra hurting Adora, or a joke about Adora ‘letting’ Catra hurt her. Either way, I don’t like it. I really feel like this is another ‘Adora=Dumb’ jokes.

Congratulations, you found the only four frames of Adora smiling in this scene, amongst a sea of shots of her being visibly uncomfortable. Personally, I don’t see it as a smile, more of her trying to put on a brave or determined face. But you could also easily chalk these frames up to an animation error. Not that a C//A Stan would listen. You get the idea.

A lot of people say Catra is trying to make Adora jealous here. Nevermind the fact that both her and Catra are teens here, and Entrapta is in her late 20s/early 30s. Also, I find it odd how touchy Catra is and how much she manipulates Entrapta. If the ages were reversed, Catra would look like some sort of ephebophile or groomer. But Entrapta is the adult, and autistic. I’m not sure what that’s to imply. All I know is to me, it reads like a weird situation where the teen is being a predator to the adult, because the adult is autistic and therefore ‘younger’ than the teen. I’m not sure who wrote Catra and Entrapta’s interactions or if they realize how fucked up it is, least of all a show for kids. But suffice to say, I don’t like it.

This one is a fun little exception. I don’t hate the meme itself. But I do hate the fact that it’s right. 2018 Sea Hawk on his own is fine, but I’ll now and forever be slightly pissed off knowing that OG Sea Hawk was a badass, and now we have an arsonist who can’t take anything seriously and who’s only motivation for anything is Mermista. I’m not saying the new SH is bad, but I am saying the OG one is a million times better for numerous reasons.

Another case of sexualizing a minor. And would you look at that, it specifically says ‘small Adora’. Good God, they’re getting younger. I honestly can’t think of a better way they could indirectly say they’re doing this on purpose. It reminds me of that one episode of Helluva Boss at the summer camp, and how ‘Milard’ was being sent nudes despite people thinking it’s a tween they’re sending them to. The fact ‘Milard’ made the same meme face doesn’t help.

Wow. thay's a lot. For number 1: Adora literally looks terrified and uncomfortabe when Catra is attacking her??? She isn't thinking it's cute???

For number 2: She was smiling because she was playing along with Catra's act? You can tell that the smile is very forced, but noooo she secretly loved the dance despite the fact that she was visably uncomfortable.

For number 3: Again, like what you said this was in season 1, soooo Catra would been 17 while Entrapta was in her 30s...yikes. Also yeah Catra is wayyyy too touchy with Entrapta, like touching her hair and like leaning up against her and stuff like that...if the ages were reveresed, people wouldn't be thinking it's some cute thing

For number 4: I think this was a joke, but it still literally made me feel sick <3

[persimminwrites]

i need to have a long convo w someone who really likes chainsaw man.... like i just want to understand where all of the fervor is coming from i feel like im soooo close to understanding it and being onboard but man i have such complex feelings about fujimoto's work and i just can't work out how i feel.

im literally split on what ive read from him. i really enjoyed goodbye eri like that shit hit hard and i still think about it from time to time. but then fire punch is my number 1 enemy!!!!! i could not get through the first volume i was so grossed out and part of that is maybe i should have done some research about what i was reading but i typically like to go in blind for most things and it was such a huge mistake. i found fire punch so gross and it felt like it was just for the sake of being gross. it felt gratuitous and pointless. im trying not to harp on about it but it was so uncomfortable and bad to me. maybe if i had continued it would have gone somewhere but it was too much for me and so beyond not worth it

csm is truly split for me i just went back and watched the last four episodes of s1 and there's some things that i genuinely like about the series. i think the character and devil designs are interesting. the premise for the devils are interesting. most character's motivations are super interesting and grounded and sad but so so compelling. the action in the anime is so great and genuinely gripping and exciting to watch. the dialogue and pacing are v good and im constantly trying to figure out people's motivations but it's also Gross and it definitely feels like it's just for the sake of being gross. denji as the main character is the opposite of compelling for me. im not rooting for him most of the time. I find him annoying when he's on screen (which i know is intentional) and there's definitely something to be said that i, a girly in her late 20s, am not going to relate to a teenage boy but im watching mob psycho (almost done w s1) and mob is a middle school aged boy and i can relate to so many of his thoughts and worries and desires. he's so compelling and i am always rooting for him im his number one fan and i really love watching him and seeing what he's going to do next and he's a middle school boy!!!!!

someone send help i feel like im going crazy bc csm manga fans are so vocal and enthusiastic about their love for it (which i think is great) but i just don't get it :(

[lilspidermonkey]

Bakugou x reader Touch Chapter II

Aye the second chapter, legit was up all night on this, words are so harddddd!

Again, please excuse any spelling or grammer issues!

I hope you guys enjoy!

Chapter I Link Here: https://at.tumblr.com/lilspidermonkey/bakugou-x-reader-touch-chapter-i/cjejty8vfm7y

Bakugou dragged you to your dorm, which was on the same floor as his.

You stared at the angry blondes back as Bakugou paused in front of your door, one hand clutching yours, the other in his pocket.

Clearing your throat you walked closer to him, “Soooo….you going to say anything, or are you just going to stand in front of my door while holding my hand?” you asked.

Bakugou tensed up, having seemingly been snapped out of his thoughts.

He turned to look at you over his shoulder, “Just…just shut up for a moment .” he said.

You looked at him, he seemed uneasy, but then again, who wouldn’t be? Given the situation he’s been forced into.

Especially since it’s Bakugou.

His sharp intake of breath made you jump a little.

He turned and glared down at you, “I’m going to bed.” He announced.

You pouted your lips as you looked to him, then the floor, him, the roof and then finally settled your eyes back to him.

You made eye contact with the boy, “Can I have my hand back before you eventually decide if you want to leave?” you asked.

Bakugou gritted his teeth, “Shut up, Bubble Brat.” He grumbled.

You watched the boy as he stared at your conjoined hands in frustration.

Scratching the back of your head, you cleared your throat, “Are you going to be okay?” you asked.

This seemed to hit Bakugou, you could see the anger and frustration boiling, you flinched back ready for the spitfire, but the explosion never came.

Instead Bakugou rubbed his face with his free hand and groaned, “Whatever, I can deal with this.” He finally managed to release your hand and walked past you, “I’m going to bed.”

You watched him leave, “Bakugou!” you called after him, but he just kept walking, ignoring your call, and just shoving his hands firmly into his pockets.

You sighed, you felt bad, but you couldn’t exactly force it out of him, well, you could, but you shouldn’t.

Now wasn’t the time for that.

Stretching your arms you walked into your room, doing some last nightly preparations, you finally switched off your light and crawled into bed.

You looked out your window, lost in thought.

Hearing a ding, you looked to your phone, Mina had messaged you about tomorrow.

You gave her a quick message in reply, saying something along the lines of ‘definitely going shopping together’ and then ‘getting lunch somewhere’ and then ‘figuring out what to do from there.’

Because as much as you loved staying at the dorm in your room, or just sitting in the kitchen, or even in the living room, doing your own thing, you loved hanging out with your friends, going on little ‘adventures’.

You finally laid down in bed, snuggling under the blankets and cuddling into your pillow.

Opening your eyes, you looked to your hand.

It was weird, it’s not like you hated Bakugou, but you didn’t really think that he’d ever hold your hand before.

Not like that.

You shook your hand, trying to literally shake the weird feeling off.

You groaned and face planted into you pillow, tomorrow is going to be filled with even more strange experiences, the thought exhausted you.

 You had managed to completely pass out asleep but were brought out of your hazy dreamworld by something loud.

You groggily looked to your window, the blinds still dark from the lack of sunlight.

Confusion sweeping over you, you reached over to your phone, rereading the numbers about four to five times as if it would change the fact your phone read 3:42am.

You looked to your door, waiting for another sound, just to confirm whether you dreamt the loud noise or not.

But another two bangs on the door made you jump from your bed.

You slipped on baggy pants and a very baggy sweater and ran to the door.

Opening it cautiously, you glanced through the small gap you created, seeing the angry Bubble Bitch who you were very much not expecting, nor wanting to see this early.

You looked him up and down, and back again, “Is the dorm on fire?” you asked.

Bakugou glared, “What? As if.” He said.

You blinked, trying in vain to clear the sleep from your eyes, “Are we under attack from Villains?” you asked. Maybe this was how Aizawa felt on the daily.

Bakugou leaned his head back, “You think I’d be here if we were?” he huffed.

Sighing deeply, you closed your eyes, “Please, do tell, why the hell you’re here, at my dorm, at this time at night, which is 3:45am, in case you didn’t know.” You grumbled.

Bakugou looked at you and then back at the ground, “Let me in.” he mumbled.

You blinked, “Excuse me?” you deadpanned.

Bakugou growled, “Look, just let me in, I’ll explain.” He huffed.

You watched him, feeling slightly more awake.

You started to notice some things that were really off, besides the fact that Bakugo was here, AT 3:45AM.

He was sweaty, almost out of breath, his body trembling ever so slightly, but he was doing his best to keep it under control.

You furrowed your brow, was he sick?

Leaning back, you opened the door for the boy to come in.

He rushed in, closing the door behind him.

You glanced at your bed, fixing the blankets you told the boy to sit, expecting him to argue and make you force him to sit.

But to your surprise, he did as he was told, something was very wrong.

You sat beside him; one leg crossed in front of you as the other hung off the side of the bed.

Giving his pant leg a light tug, he glanced at you.

You tilted your head, “Tell me what’s wrong.” You said in a firm gentle voice.

Bakugou groaned, looking away, he looked like he was in pain, “This fucking sucks.” He whispered.

He leaned his elbows on his knees, cradling his face in his hands, “I can’t fucking understand these stupid feelings, it’s such bullshit to think that people go through this.” He rambled.

You watched him, “You’re having a mild panic attack, right?” you asked.

Bakugou huffed, “Mild? This is so shit.” He said.

You gave him a half smile, “How long has this been happening?” you asked him.

You could feel him glare at you even from inside his hands, “What are you, my therapist?” he snarked.

Rolling your eyes you shrugged, “Look, you came to me, if you want my help and least do the bare minimum and actually tell me what’s going on.” You huffed.

He looked to you then back into his hands, “I was fine when I got to my room, went to bed, woke up at around…1 or 2, I dunno, and it’s been like this since then.” He said.

You nodded, “How did it start, same as you are now?” you asked.

He shook his head, “It was hard to breathe, it is even now, but it was worse, felt like my chest was on fire. Started to sweat like crazy all over.” He said.

You looked to his leg as it started to bounce, “It’s the quirk, isn’t it?” you asked.

Bakugou laughed coldly, “So you actually do have brain?” he mocked.

You rolled your eyes, “Look, I know that your very high and mighty, and your precious pride means everything to you, but I really need you to be mature with me for a second.” You met his eyes. “I can help you with this. But I really need to hear that you’re okay with it.”

Opening his mouth to respond you quickly interrupted him, “And don’t say ‘I can handle this myself’ or anything of the like, because obviously if you could, you wouldn’t have ended up at my door. And you know what? Refusing to ask for help? That’s giving up. And you don’t ever give up, right?” you asked.

Bakugou raised an eyebrow, “Stop trying to be my therapist, that was a joke.” He said.

You pushed his shoulder, “Common, dork, just tell me you don’t mind my help. Say that, and I’ll help you.” You said.

Bakugou watched you, staring into your determined eyes.

Giving a sigh of defeat, he looked away, “Yeah whatever, do what you want. I don’t care.” He said.

And with that you leaned over on your knees and wrapped your arms around the blonde mess of hair, bringing the boy in for a hug.

Bakugou’s eyes shot wide, “What the hell are you doing!?” he yelled. But even though he was nudging you to let him go, it was weak, with absolutely no heat behind it.

You tightened your hold, “Look, just go along with it, stop being a baby. You’re already feeling better right?” you asked.

Bakugou grumbled, and you could tell that that was answer enough.

He hands reached to the arm the wrapped around the front of him, placing them on your arm, accepting the embrace.

You felt a little beat of happiness, almost as if you finally were able to tame a wild anime to accept your pets.

You both ended up staying like that for a while, Bakugou relaxing into your hold more and more, to the point where when you looked down to catch a glimpse of his face, his eyes were drooping, and he looked about ready to just clock out.

You giggled, “Tired?” you asked.

But instead of the angry denial you were expecting, the boy just nodded tiredly in your hold, expression unchanging.

You blinked; this was some quirk accident.

Looking back behind you, you glanced at the bed.

You bit your lip, “Maybe since you’ve calmed down, you’ll be able to sleep, want me to walk with you to your dorm?” you asked.

Bakugou’s grip on your arm tightened slightly, “Nah.” he said, his head tilting.

‘Nah’ you played in your head, what the hell was that supposed to mean?

You cleared your throat, “It’s pretty late, and I have plans for tomorrow, so how about we both get some sleep?” you asked.

Bakugou looked up at you, “Okay.” He said simply.

You smiled and gave a passive-aggressive laugh, “Go to bed, Bakugou.” You said.

Bakugou shrugged, “Sure.” He said and dragging you down into the mattress with him.

You blinked as the boy laid next to you, after releasing your arm.

Shooting up, you leaned up on your arms, “Oh, hell no.” you said.

Bakugou closed his eyes, “Don’t be such a drama queen about it, Bubble Brat.” He yawned.

You gawked at him, “Are you kidding me? Not only would Aizawa-sensei absolutely maim us, but I also can’t fall sleep with other people.” You said.

Bakugou blinked at you, “Aizawa-sensei wouldn’t care, considering the situation, pretty sure he trusts us both to keep it in our pants.” He raised his eyebrow. “And what’s that supposed to mean about not being able to sleep with other people?”

You swallowed and looked away, “I’d rather not say.” You said.

But when you saw his deadpan and assuming reaction you felt a blush creep up your neck, “Oh my god, I just have weird sleeping habits, okay? I’m not getting into this with you right now.” You said.

Bakugou turned, “Whatever. So long as you stay over there, we’ll be fine.” He yawned. “Just try to keep your hands to yourself.”

You scoffed, “Considering everything that’s happened and happening, I strongly feel that you’re the one who needs to keep your hands to yourself!” you huffed.

But Bakugou wasn’t responding anymore, he seemed to be nodding off, shoulders rising and falling in even intervals.

You sighed in defeat, this wasn’t going to end well, you could feel it in your gut.

For a split moment you thought about possibly just sleeping on the beanbag you had in your room, but you really needed to get some proper sleep for tomorrow.

You had been sleeping like crap lately, and you really wanted to save your energy for tomorrow.

Groaning, you double checked that you had an alarm set for the morning and snuggled back into your bed.

You just hoped you didn’t fall into your stupid habit.

 The next morning, Bakugou was woken by the sunlight peeking through your blinds, the intense light stung his eyes as he moved and rubbed them.

Shifting slightly, he soon realised the position the two of you were in.

Bakugou in his sleep managed to move into the middle of the bed, with you cuddling up against him, legs entangled, and his arm as a pillow for your head as his hands were tangled within your hair, as if he had playing with the strands in his sleep.

Bakugou felt heat on his cheeks as he tried to escape the situation, but when he tried to move his arm, you started to stir and groan in your sleep, causing the boy to freeze.

Your body fell quickly back to its relaxed position as slight snores that were barely audible were carried on your breath.

Bakugou relaxed his body too, giving up on moving, the embarrassment got to him initially, but thinking on it, this was comfortable.

He had also realised that he hadn’t felt this relaxed in a very long time.

But before Bakugou could continue his thoughts of being really at peace, you began to stir again, cuddling deeper into him.

He flinched, suddenly seeming to remember the situation the two of you were in.

Going back to trying to unravel you both, Bakugou tried to move your leg that was trapping him.

But completely froze the minute he felt the skin of your knee.

You wore pants to bed.

He shook his head, nah, surely not, surely the pant leg just slid up while you were moving in your sleep. It happened to him all the time when he was in a deep sleep, so this was most likely the same thing.

Surely.

Bakugou swallowed, lifting the blanket that was covering the two of you, only to see your legs completely exposed.

No pants.

Just underwear.

Bakugou dropped the blanket like it had caught on fire.

Soon you stirred again in your sleep, only this time you managed to wake up.

While half asleep, you naturally unravelled yourself from Bakugou, yawning and stretching, your shoulders and back giving small cracks.

You sighed, and looked to Bakugou, “I unfortunately remember last night, so I won’t get the pleasure of screaming and hurting you because I thought you broke into my room.” You said.

Bakugou slowly turned his head to look at you, the slow movement almost so machinal, you thought you could hear the creaking of gears.

You blinked at the boy who seemed to be in shock horror, “What’s up with you?” you asked.

Bakugou’s mouth fell open, “Where the hell are your clothes!?” he yelled.

You flushed pink, looked down at yourself, bringing the blanket up to cover yourself fully, now flushed red, “Don’t look!!”

 -Chapter II Fin-

[cuprohastes]

Dave The Human vs. Religion

The question of religion had come up, as it does.

Dave The Human, female Tsin muttered something at a high pitch at her tablet and Dave the human, formerly Dave the Atrix, formerly also Dave the Human performed some epic side-eye.

Gondy was filling in for the Atrix member of the group, still slightly scarred from having her helmet smacked hard enough to split during the recent disintegration of the station due to Von Neumann's Space squid.

Raxy, her Little Guy was stuffing his face in a way that you don't normally see on an Atrix that size. This suggested to the Daves that the Little Guy was shortly going to be upskilling, getting certified and getting referred to as female...

Given Atrix really just looked at the whole gender thing and opted out, and the whole male/female thing was labelling for other people's benefit, the Daves formed an unspoken and instant agreement that helping Raxy bulk up was their new hobby.

For two people from radically different biologies and cultures, the Daves were staggeringly similar as though some cosmic author had created them with the same voice.

Tsin Dave waggled the tablet. "Homeworld want to make sure everyone's complying with off-world best practices. They want to ensure that we're... ugh: 'Maintaining tradition in line with oof-world guidance'" she grumped.

"First I'm a heretic and a sky-demon and now they want to make sure I'm the right sort and not making you lot think less of us with my wicked deviant ways."

Gondy paused, as did Rax.

"graaaaak?" Rax said, around one of the mysterious and never explained purple bread rolls.

Meta-note about the purple bread rolls: They're actually Ube potato bread rolls. They're steamed in the Caffeteria. The food services are very aware that everyone who encounters them assumes they're a food from some other species culture. It's the little things that make the day to day fun.

"You never heard about that?" Dave The human said. "Oh well hum..."

Dave the Human gave his buddy full points on her mastery of colloquialism and settled in.

"So there's this legend that many years ago the People - 's us - had an idyllic land, and the concept of evil was unknown. Then one day, Sky Demons, jealous of our ways and our purity of soul absolutely pounded the knekp out of the place and only those of us in the Great Underground Halls, who were devout enough survived. And since that day, to leave the ground is to attract the attention of the Sky Demons."

Gondy raised a claw.

"Boats are OK. Water is theologically still ground."

Gondy put her claw down.

Dave the human said, "That sounds like..."

Dave The Human answered, "Nope, it was Orbital Bombardment. Nation-on nation. The shelters were built because it was a strong possibility that things would get all... ker-blammy."

"Yeesh!"

"Yeah. And the religious angle kind of got shuffled in as this agreement that when everyone got out, nobody wanted to be dancing around pointing claws at other countries and trying to blame them, while it was everyone's fault. Can't really blame them but for a thousand odd years that was the official line."

Gondy said "Wow! I never knew that!"

Dave The Human nodded. "Yeah yeah, it's been pretty common knowledge for a century or so, but still, when we got back into space after the Wallandernoooks showed up to trade, it was a major, major problem and uh well, leaving the Homeworld means you're a Heretic and in league with the Sky Demons according to the Dogma soooo..."

"Huh. And that means...?"

"Not much. Kind of lightly excommunicated. Not really welcome back home where things are a little more traditional. But y'know. No biggie. We're all colonists out here anyway, and we still get Homeworld support. It's just we also have to get audited that we're not giving Homeworld a bad name." She paused and took a long drink of mekp. "Aaaaand this time they want to know if we have a shrine to show you filthy heathens that we're still the number one proper pious type heretical sky demons. F.M.L."

Gondy, Rax and Dave pondered this.

"Gondy... what do Atrix believe in?" Asked Dave the Human.

"Graaak."

"Yeah, Rax, I guess 'some places are lucky' covers it. You know.... good moss, cool rocks, just got a good vibe. The sort of place you can drop a bunch of... what do you call them? Possums."

Dave the Human choked on his water. "Possums?!"

"Grak." Commented Rax and Gondy pulled her tablet out and poked. "Yeah... human smalls." She said, holding up a picture of a possum mis-labelled as an infant human.

"Huh. You guys are adorable when you're young" cooed Dave The Human, who Dave previously rated as about as maternal as a meat grinder.

Dave let it go for now, suspecting this would yield hilarious dividends at some future time, and turned back to Dave the Tsin.

"Ok, this is shaping up to be another wacky hi-jink. What's the gig?

"Gotta build a shrine."

"Any shrine?"

"Pretty much. It's got to be location appropriate. Y'know. The god of the place. To show we're uh... friendly to the local divinities? On theological good terms?"

"OK but... we're all godless atheists, apart form the ones who aren't. Who are you going to build a shrine to?

"Yeah that's kind of it. I mean I don't want to be the grit under anyone's scales..."

"Ohhhh," said Gondy, "Oh oh! Rax, call Garf! I have an idea..."

Several weeks later, the Tsin named Walks-between-Waves arrived as part of the Tsin welfare and general ambassadorial circuit.

O'Patel and Big Ma performed the proper greetings and paperwork, and Dave presented herself.

Walks-Between-Waves ("Just call me Waves") walked up and declaimed, "Heretic, and blasphemer. You bones will never lie with the ancestors, and your meat will rot. You and the demons you dwell with are denied! Cast out as the foul beasts you are. How are you doing? Well I hope?"

Dave bowed, small hands together, big ones outstretched.

"Oh yeah. They're all very nice here." She said. "Did they change the words of the castigation?"

"Oh, no, but some of it needed translating for human language a little," Waves said and added, "such a fun language! Quite the fad back home. And since you're hmm, officially human, I couldn't resist. Now, I believe you have something to show?"

O'Patel looked bemused and said sotto voce to Big Ma, "I think this is going to go well!"

Dave led Waves to the common area where, true enough, there was a shrine. It was made of old pieces of the station recovered from it's partial disassembly. 3D printed and painted panels along the sides showed Tsin, Atrix and Humans, helping each other climb up the sides, to the top of the shrine where someone had creatively frosted some glass and lit it with shifting lights to suggest something exciting and pleasant waited. The thing dripped with moss and a small water feature played down from the back into a shallow bowl of stones.

"Ah!" Said Waves. "Very impressive. Going for extra credit?"

"No..." said Dave. "It's a group effort. Once we started, everyone wanted to help. Especially after we found a small god for the Station that everyone liked... Their name is Arepo."

[mamuzzy]

I only wanted to answer in reblog but it got so long i decided to make a separate post. But it had me thinking about media consumerism and how it could affect the open-mindedness for different shows soooo...

Here is a guide to...

HOW TO GET SOMEONE TRAPPED IN THE CLONE HELL

... not entirely a guide but more like an observation.

If we want to look at the problem with the fast-paced media consumer viewpoint, I think starting with the Bad Batch it's actually not a bad idea for someone who never watched Star Wars animated media before. It's sad but cartoons, animations can repulse people to watch things because they link them to child stories, something only a child would watch, also most of the people prefer live action instead of animated stuff. Especially if the said movie/series is quite old. cont. under the cut...

There could be a reason why people are not interested in clones

If a friend, family member, boyfriend/girlfriend/whatever only saw the movies and were not interested in TCW before, had not seen it as a child on TV, they will probably have prejudice against the clones. - They weren't the main characters in the movies therefor we have not seen them interacting that much with the main cast. - But even if you don't know star wars, you will probably know the clones for Order 66, white armored assholes who murdered the jedi aka good guys. And when the movies came out, inhibitor chips weren't in the picture. ---> this observations came while watching TCW with my dad who didn't like the clones because for this exact same reason: the clones basicly serve antagonist without question in a world where rules were set: jedi are good, sith are evil. -> I don't care that it is more complex that. It is what was shown. While he enjoyed the clone-centric episodes, he still stood at his point. They killed the jedi. End of story. - People have different interests :'(((((((

THE CLONE WARS 2003

Why do I recommend this first.

You can always say it's made by the same guy who made Samurai Jack. Strategically speaking Clone Wars 2003 would be a good starting point despite not being canon anymore because TCW is adapting some of the stories shown here. It recaps well what happened between Attack of the Clones and Revenge of the Sith. Also this is the first media where Asajj Ventress and Grievous were introduced, and where you can actually see Grievous in his prime, an absolutely terrifying foe who actually can mop the floor with the jedi. Lots of jedi were introduced here which later also appeared in TCW. Why is this important: Having familiarity with the characters shown in memorable scenes helps that you will recognise them later in other media. Like... Hey it's the jedi dude who stripped in the middle of a fight! Hey, aren't these the same guys who mutated an entire village out of fun who kidnapped Echo??? And so on. TIME: 25 x 5 minutes episodes full of action so it keeps up the interest, and... FORDO. 5 minutes of full clone badassery. While TCW emphasises on the theme that the clones are living, feeling human beings who can die exactly like a human, in CW2003 they are shown like really the badass super soldiers (especially the ARC Troopers) who were bred for war. How much time it takes an episode to watch is an important factor. Because someone who binge watches 10 x 1 hour long netflix series under one day without sleep, drink, eat is not a guarantee that they will be able to sit through 133 x 22 minutes episodes. The sheer numbers will scare them away, nobody has a time watch 133 episodes when you can watch like... 5 different series instead! STORY TELLING COMPARED TO TCW: CW2003 goes for mostly visual story telling instead of talking. It's suspenseful, it's scenic, it's extreme, sometimes silly (rocket-launcher clone in the elevator with zero fuck given is still my favorite) but it's guarantee that you will remember. TCW episodes are varying from episodic to two-to-four episode arcs, it has silly comic relief episodes, it has serious dark episodes, obligatory beach episode, obligatory valentine day episode, obligatory school festival episodes obligatory-just kidding lol , so the lenght of one story can be varying, so is the quality of them. So unless you have a hyperfixation, or are a completionist, or interested enough, the episodes - in psychologycal term -, won't urge you the continue. Because in one 22 minutes episode you got a complete story without cliffhanger it won't make you think, because all the questions asked in the beginning of the episode was answered at the end. It won't rush you to continue, because you know that probably the next episode will be about an entire different conflict. You can stop anytime without the feeling of "just one more episode, just one more episode". Also, it doesn't help that you know how the story will end if you saw Revenge of the Sith. The forementioned uglyness... It took me years to finish TCW. I hated when it came out back in 2009 despite loving Star Wars and CW2003 and only after a decade picked up my interest again, it still took me years to finish it anyway. Back then, I really hated how everything got quickly 3D in neglection of 2D. But can't say it's ugly because it's old, it was ugly when it came out! You really have to force yourself to accept how it looks until you are fine with it, because your eyes got used to it. Also some episodes were boring, not entertaining, I just lost interest and only came back later to continue and I even forgot what happened before. I can't remember most of the arc expect those I was interested in to rewatch it again in the last years. Yes, the quality will improve. Season 7 is beautiful. The visuals of Bad Batch is also beautiful. But between season 6 and season 7, years passed.

THE BAD BATCH

Why do I recommend TBB for someone who ain't got time for shit™:

- TBB season are 16 episodes long. It's friendlier than 133 number wise. - There are only a few main characters to follow. It's important because when there are a large cast of characters, it's easy to get confused who is who and with literal CLONES as main characters, it's hard to distinguish them from each other. I know I can distinguished them, because I'm so fixated on them that every single verbal and non-verbal gesture they make will shoot me into outer space. - The Batch uses popular character tropes, different looks, different voices and tones, so they are recognisable, therefore, you will remember them for the rest of the show. So it will be a chance that you will fall for at least one member of the batch. And then you'll be thirsting mess over one character and eventually you'll be staning all of them, and eventually you will seek out more contents,fanfics, fanarts, headcanons with them that will attract TCW characters or events as well that will lead further deep down into the clone-hell. --> You can start showing the Bad Batch arc TCW where Jesse, Kix, Rex, Cody is also present, so there are plenty of topic and characters to talk about later. Also... Who is this Echo guy, how did he end up here? You can show the Domino Squad episodes, Kamino arc, citadel arc... - This could be a double-edge sword, but TBB are shown resemblance to Delta Squad, Omega Squad and Null ARC troopers. You know Delta Squad from the Video Game, Republic Commando, while the Omegas and Nulls are the main characters of the book series with the same name by Karen Traviss. I say it's double edged, because without these fantastic characters we wouldn't have The Bad Batch, but also I can understand the fans who wanted the Deltas adapted properly instead. - In season 1, the "fillers" add to the story and the characters as well and they won't get episodic-amnesia. (they may have TCW amnesia though... yes, I look at you Echo.) - In Season 1, there is a clear conflict which shadow always lingers even if the plot of the episode does not directly touches it. - Returning characters from TCW like Rex and Gregor could make the consumer ask the questions: who are these guys and why are they important? Rex is cute, is there more episodes with him? Oh yes, my dear prey friend, there is a whole series about him. - I only say season 1 because I'm not entirely satisfied how season 2 were handled while I enjoyed the first one. My hyperfixation for TCW last year literally started with Bad Batch. The trailer was so misleadingly awesome I wanted to watch it before season 2 would come out, but I wanted to finish TCW first (finally!). Season 6 and Season 7 were basicly binge watch and it got me interested again in the previous seasons too.

STAR WARS: THE CLONE WARS 2008 (movie)

Why do I recommend this before TCW - It has Fox - Because sitting through a one-night movie is still easier than watching 133 episodes while maintaining the same quality of the show. - It has Fox - It shows the story how Ahsoka is introduced as Anakin's padawan the first time and we get a glimpse of their initial relationship and dynamic. - It has Fox - Basicly two arc in one movie but the introduced characters stay the same the entire time so you have time to get to know them, recognise them, and later you can remember them. - It has Fox - It has Fox.

TALES OF THE JEDI

It has that one episodes with the clones where they train Ahsoka. Possible questions could be asked: wtf happens at the END? Where is the rest of it? You can instantly show the last arc of season 7. Which would lead to another questions: wtf are the mandalorians, why Maul is here, wtf happening with Rex during O66, why is he hesitating to shoot Ahsoka? Now you can show the Chip conspiracy ARC with Fives! This Fives is a nice guy, is there more episodes of him? Oh boy~

And if they are interested in watching TCW with you..

- Watching together as spending time together usually helps. I think discord also has a function where you can stream movies to others. - You don't have to watch it in the exact order the episodes came out - Show arcs. There are lot of clone centric arcs. I literally collected all the episodes where Echo and Fives are present. --> Dad remembered Echo the whole time and he felt sorry for him. I showed the episodes in such order that his story could be followed easely. ------------- I know. I get it. Every episode is awesome. Every character is awesome. They are. They are all blorbos. They are our blorbos.

[fandoomrants]

Okk, gonna comment the new season of tua while watching!!

So, ep. 1

Waring for spoilers, duh

-Omg, Victor is sort of a player now?

-And he owns a bar! Didn't know I need this in my life but I kinda love it?

-DIEGO AND LILA'S CHILD IS CALLED GRACE, OMGGGGG!!!!!!! I hadn't thought about it but it feels so right!

-Luther as a stripper 💀💀💀 Def didn't need that in my life. I'm not too surprised he's not really good at it.

-OMG, Lila and Diego have two children?!?

-Also, are these her actual parents?! Somehow not dead?! (I could have absolutely not understood the scene)

-Was Ben in jail?!?!

-Klaus picking up Claire!!!! Tbhh, the friendship between him and Allison is a bit underrated. (She called him, of all people!!!)

-Also Klaus being afraid to die...

-A whole group of people having conspiracy theories about the timelines 😬😬

-And Five being there!!!

-So happy the moustache was fake. 💀💀

-Oh, he's also once again working with some sketchy people.

-I kinda like how some of them are still in touch?? Claire is staying with her cousins!

-Klaus is so different...Is he kinda staying at Allison's?

-Luther bringing Ben to the rest immediately while he's kicking and screaming 😬😬

-Him actually interacting with Five!

-Oh. Claire is staying with her cousins but Allison is interacting only with Klaus...

-Diego trying to be a hero again....

-Klaus and Ben's reunion!!! Idk why it makes me so happy.

-Lila approaching Allison!

-And forcing her to join the party!

-Oh, that wasn't a normal electronic cig...

-Allison and Luther being soooo awkward after everything 💀💀 Please noo.

-Oh, yes, Lila's parents are alive!!!!!!

-How did Diego believe the getting pregnant thing 💀💀💀💀💀💀

-Oh, Sloane finally mentioned....

-Wait, what happened with Victor?!

-I love how Diego and Lila are... Messy parents.

-I love little Grace's casting!

-Luther being Luther with that piñata...

-I knew something bad was gonna happen.

-Okk, Five and Lila are both in some mess. Why am I not surprised....

-Wait, THREE CHILDREN?! Ok, this explains Diego's earlier comment.

-I don't like Gene and Jean...

-But it's interesting how so many people have some memories from other timelines...

-Is "Jerome" only an undercover name or does Five finally has a name?!

-Oh, nooooo, hope Diego doesn't think something wrong with the way Lila wiped Five's mouth....Like, ew. He's still much younger than her, in appearance.

-What's that place Luther is living in?! It's not the academy, right..?

-Oh, okay, now they know about Victor, good!

-Ben literally said what I was thinking about the team thing 💀💀💀

-Kinda love how Luther is the first to jump for saving Victor! Compared to how they started in s1, that's such a character growth!

-Five with a gun! I know he's not 13 anymore but that's somewhat still fun, him being a teenager abd the most dangerous.

-They do realise that it's probably a trap, right?

-Yep.

-This guy really thought too high of them, thinking they'll all show up 💀💀

-Still, so happy they actually did!

-Omg, some new timeline where they've been to Paris.

-JENNIFER?!

-Knew we'll finally understand what happened with OG Ben but didn't expect that...

-Five never being able to back down from a mystery ❤️

-Ooh, so they'll probably get their back powers soon?

-Aw, Klaus being happy to be sober ❤️

-Diego complaining about others' skills with knives...

-Only Ben and Five actually wanting their powers back 😬😬

-I might get back to that later. This Ben is definitely different from Number 6, who seemed so shy and unwilling to use his powers.

-....And he'll definitely do something.

-Where is Allison's husband, actually? The one from the 60ies. (Forgot his name)

-Omg, is Ben gonna return their powers forcefully?!

-No, of course not.