#take this as platonic or romantic whatever

[existence-is-a-pain87]

MONSTER AU AS I TRY TO CRAWL OUT OF WRITERS BLOCK!!! (Haha ima totally hate anything I write for this BUT I NEED TO TRY MY BEST!!)

Here Be Monsters

Yandere!Monster!Dandy's World x Toon?Reader

Wanrings: Obsession and other general yandere behaviors, gore, blood, swearing

IMPORTANT NOTE: I do not own all the monster versions of the Toons in this! Fxnn the Fishbowl and Faceless Shrimpo belongs to KC99 (marsol2099 helped create Fxnn though). I'm just using them in this AU because I think they're cool, hope yall don't mind. <3

Also, if yall don't want to create a special Toon for the reader in this, feel free to just use my OC Endri (ima make her the canon protagonist in this because... eh I'm too lazy to create a reader-centric Toon rn, hope yall don't care too much). (Also yes she shares my name, she's a self-insert <3)

Furthermore, I'm planning on this to be like a Part 1 where not all Toons are showed. You wanna see more of this? Then request a Part 2 or smth, idk. Hehe.

--☆☆☆☆☆--

You've been stuck in that basement for 20 years.

It wasn't like the depths of the facility you were used too, as a scrapped Toon. You were used to roaming around, being made to help out with the handlers and human employees with moving equipment or helping clean up spills of ichor.

But after your Incident? After you drowned in that... Ocean of Darkness?

...they put you in a basement you learnt was made for Dandy. Because they thought you were a Monster.

And you believed them. Why?

Because you weren't a Toon originally.

No, you used to be a human. You died in a car accident, and was reborn as a Toon.

Why?

Probably for some sick and twisted beings' amusement.

Because the Toons were obsessed. Whether romantic or platonic, it did not take them long after meeting you to show a crazed obsession with you.

Yet they contained themselves, to an extent. To the point you could call them your friends.

But you haven't seen them in 20 years.

You were painfully used to the small series of rooms that trapped you in. Allowed you to dwell, and remember your life as a human. Allowed you to learn how to return to the form of a Toon from your giant Twisted form, and to return to that form at will.

You learnt how your eyes had little white pupils at all times now, and would turn red when you got dangerously close to turning unwillingly.

But you learnt. You had to.

...

It was easy to figure out when you were abandoned.

You weren't angry. You knew Gardenview shut down at this point, you played Dandy's World when you were human. It probably shut down shortly after they locked you away and no one could find you.

It was fine, you didn't die. The ichor within you forcibly kept you alive, despite years of starvation and tons of dehydration.

You managed to break through a wall enough and find a pipe, and through a stroke of luck you managed to break it in a specific way that allowed water to come through, so the dehydration issue was solved.

But god, you were hungry.

You did try to ration your food, but 20 years is a long time.

After the food ran out and you broke the wall, you turned your focus to the door.

It was heavily reinforced, more so than the wall with the water pipe.

It took practically 15 years to break through.

15 long, grueling years.

And when you finally got through?

You turned back, desperate to not scare anyone, and immediately began hunting.

No other Toons knew of the little research facility within Gardenview they were born from. You did, though. And you scrounged for food.

Thank whatever evil deity that did this to you because there were tons of canned food that were designed to last this time.

You were never more grateful the cans of soup lasted over twenty years until they expired. You ate tons of canned soup that day.

And the next day. You were bringing that soup with you, you were not starving anymore.

You refused to starve again.

You had a plan. One to leave Gardenview.

It would mean reaching the top, but you could do it. And you could get out and form a life outside of thie facility.

Why?

Because you learnt how to turn into a human.

--☆☆☆--

Your initial plan was to try the elevator.

Unfortunately, it seemed to almost... lose power and plummet down.

Thankfully you survived, but you knew you had to find a new elevator.

You remembered the mines. Even lower down in the earth than your prison, but filled with five generators that would power a backup elevator in emergencies.

...you did not like roaming through these empty depths. You found and grabbed some random items on the ground, and kept going.

When you found that first generator, you quickly booted it back up. It wasn't hard, you've done it before.

But when it booted back up the power, you heard someone.

"What's that? Someone's here?"

You paused, looking back from where you stood in front of the generator.

"It's been a long time since I've sea-n someone..."

Finn..?

"Oh. You must be apart of those lunatics that did this to me... I'll make this quick."

...what?

...

You acted quickly. You knew the implication behind those words.

But... lunatics? Why did he assume you were not a Toon? What even happened here?

You knew better than to stop and dwell right now. You just ran.

But dammit, your stealth was never that great.

And when you saw him?

...that wasn't Finn anymore. A chunk of his head was gone, one hand had large claws, and he carried a bloodstained axe.

...Why was his head leaking blood, though? And why would he charge at anyone with an axe?

You knew he wouldn't kill you, but you were immediately scared you'd kill him if you entered your Twisted form.

So you just ran, your feet thudding against the ground. And he chased.

God was he faster than before, and laughing. Why was he laughing? Why was he taking joy in the idea of hurting another?

What happened to the Finn who would crack fish puns at you and ask you to take care of Barnaby Wilikers when he was being taken away somewhere for a bit.

Then you drowned.

...was this where he was taken? And they did this to him?

...wait.

WAIT!

You still have Barnaby Wilikers on you, don't you? You cleaned off all the ichor from him and kept him safe and close.

What if..?

"GO AWAY!" You yelp out, pulling out Barnaby Wilikers and gently tossing the toy fish at...

Fxnn. That's what he is now.

Barnaby lands square in Fxnn's bowl, staying in neatly despite the damage. Immediately, Fxnn freezes and reaches into his head, giving you a chance to get away and find a new generator.

"...How did you get him?" You hear him ask, "How?!"

You don't dare respond, focusing on the machine. You hear him mumble to himself, but can't make out the words.

"...did you do something to them?"

...uh oh.

"WHAT DID YOU DO TO THEM?!"

OH SHIT, YOUR PLAN BACKFIRED.

Did he think you weren't yourself? How couldn't he piece together that this was you?

HOW BLIND WAS HE?!

You quickly fixed the machine and bolted, right as Fxnn charged in, readying the axe to chop off anything from your body until you died.

You kept running, didn't dare to stop, as you desperately fixed machines.

You fixed four by the time he cornered you.

"There you are, you bastard..." He breathlessly says, "Haha, you're a quick one, you know that? Reel hard to catch... but no more games. I'll kill you for what you did to them, because there's no other way you'd get Barnaby Wilikers..."

"...Finn, are you fucking blind?" You blurt out, "Like, how? How do you not recognize me as a Toon? I'm fucking tiny compared to a human! I'm not a human!"

He freezes, eye widening as he lowers the axe.

"...Angelfish..?" He weakly croaks out, sounding almost relieved yet even more terrified, "Is that... you?"

You quickly squirm away, managing to avoid the hand he reaches for you with.

"Stay back!" You yelp out, shaking a bit. You were terrified something would go wrong and you'd hurt him.

"Angelfish-?" Fxnn asks, looking panicked when you start running, "Angelfish, WAIT!"

He kept calling for you as you fled, searching for you as you rebooted the last generator and got the spare elevator running.

"NO! NONONO!" He roared out as you made a mad dash, "GET BACK HERE! I'M NOT LOSING YOU AGAIN!"

...How long as Fxnn been down here? As long as you were imprisoned?

How could they do this? Why could they?

You becoming a Twisted was an accident. This had to be on purpose. There were no machines of blood, unlike the pit of ichor you drowned in.

...You got an idea.

You didn't need to take an elevator, necessarily. Your Twisted form was primarily ichor, not to mention huge. You could climb into the vents and clamber through like you were Yatta.

So as Fxnn reached for you and you got to the elevator, you hopped to the side and shoved Fxnn in there.

He stares at you with a wide eye, and you sheepishly grin back as the elevator slams shut and starts going up.

You wheeze a bit, horrified by what you just experienced, but just want to leave.

So you go into the vents, and start climbing through.

Completely unaware of Fxnn's shaky laughter, his broken mind thinking you sacrificed yourself for him for some reason, and his desperation to see you after seemingly losing you again.

Cod, he loves you.

--☆☆☆--

You didn't know Yatta would be in the vents.

Or... what remained of Yatta.

It started with you seeing dark ribbons in the vents, randomly laid over each other, some knotted together.

You tried to ignore it and keep moving. Ignoring the faint clanging you heard in the vents you swore wasn't you. You tried to ignore the feeling of being watched that came later, and the feeling of being followed.

Then, you found pieces of ichor-stained candy wrappers in the vents.

When you paused in your crawling to pick one up, you heard a quiet chitter.

It made you tense and move a little quicker.

And made what was following you quicker. And giggle.

Then you felt a hand grab your ankle. You squeak and glanced back, seeing Yatta.

Her head was bashed in, one eye hanging by a tendril of ichor, but both staring intently at you. Her mouth is curved up in a grin that feels too big, until you realize she no longer has lips.

You barely see her legs, but all you can really see are stumps. Her ribbon tail is too long, disappearing into the darkness as you realize those black ribbons are her tail, and it seems like it's constantly growing.

She lets out a chitter, opening her mouth as candy spills out, gargled, excited words, desperately trying to leave her candy-stuffed throat.

You let out a screech, and drag your leg away and start crawling.

She's much more skilled at crawling through vents than you, though. So she easily catches and grabs onto you, arms wrapping around your waist as she pulls onto you in a hug.

She tries to say something, and candy falls onto your back. She rests her head on your back, and you feel her eye- wet, uncomfortably wet- press into your neck.

You shake slightly, as Yatta lets out a content purr.

"Yatta, let go."

You assume she replies with a garbled 'no'.

"Please, Yatta, I could hurt you."

Her eye narrows, as she looks a tad bit skeptical.

"Yatta, please. I may not look it, but I've become dangerous. I could hurt you, even kill you."

She may be a Twisted now, but it's not to your extent. You're terrified for her.

Yatta drags herself more onto you, clearly uninterested in letting go.

She just found you after TWENTY years, and now you're leaving? How RUDE!

"...Yatta, please."

She ignores you.

"...Would Looey approve? Or Blot? I'd think they'd ask you to let go."

Yatta looks up at you, tilting her head.

"What if you let me go? Wouldn't they like to see me again? You can show me where they are!"

Yatta hesitates, before letting go.

"...Thank you. You can show me the way now."

She turns and starts crawling away, expecting you to follow.

You don't follow. You move the opposite direction before she notices you aren't following and keep moving up.

You manage to get out on a higher floor as Yatta realizes you didn't follow her and immediately starts searching for you again.

You left her? AGAIN?! Why?! How DARE you! She's going to drag you back into the vents and NEVER LET YOU GO!!!

--☆☆☆--

You ended up in Astro's room.

He used to bring you here all the time. Mostly for naps with him.

You were glad to be in a familiar place, though.

You immediately started moving to go find one of the elevators, trying to ignore the eyes in the wall. Why did the walls have eyes? And why did they all snap to stare at you as you went, and you felt... exhausted.

You yawned but kept moving, mumbling weakly under your breath.

Then you saw it in the middle of the room.

Its top half looked like Astro without his blanket, even if it was larger than how he normally was. But his lower half looked like a slug's body made of ichor, blankets, and eyes, with his hat seeming to blend into it.

He was staring at you, and you felt even more exhausted. Your legs started shaking as this Twisted form of Astro seems to slowly start approaching you.

You try to hold yourself together as Astro manages to approach you, all four of his arms wrapping around you as you almost fall asleep.

"Starshine..."

You glance up at Astro, trying to push away.

"Let... go..."

"Why? It's been so long since I've seen you, please don't make me lose you again..."

"Astro... please..."

His gaze is usually soft, as he presses your face to his chest.

"Shh... You're exhausted. Just sleep."

No...

"I promise your dreams will be perfect."

No..!

"You'll barely tell you're asleep. You'll be completely okay. I won't lose you again."

NO!

You barely processed when you were in your Twisted form, dragging yourself out of Astro's arms. You could barely recognize how his eyes widened, the way his mouth opened and closed as his mind reeled.

You let out a snarl, being unable to speak from the ichor leaking from your mouth.

Astro wasn't too fazed. He just reached out and took your hands, staring at you with a mournful look.

"...I'm sorry I couldn't stop you from becoming like him."

You pause, giving Astro a confused look, as your Twisted form makes his exhausting effect notably less effective. He brings your hands to his face and buries his face in then, looking absolutely mournful.

"I'm so sorry, starshine."

You try to pull away as his grip tightens slightly.

"Please stay, starshine. I don't want to lose you again. I love you."

You hesitate, grimacing.

"I know you don't love me back. But I'd love you no matter what happens. Please don't leave me."

--☆☆☆--

You managed to get away from Astro after lying about you planning on returning to him.

As you turned back to your Toon form and entered the elevator, you let out a quiet sigh as the door shut.

Finally. You're almost out. Just have to ride the elevator to the top and leave the building.

You're so close to freedom. Freedom from the obsession, freedom from this prison, and freedom from living life as a Toon.

You can be human again.

Then you hear a click behind you, the sound of something rolling up from the floor, and the sound of uncomfortably familiar music fill your ears.

...no...

You don't dare turn around. You just hope your mind deceives you.

"Hello, dewdrop!"

Pretend you didn't hear.

"Dewdrop, turn around~"

Don't move, don't move...

"..."

Please go away, please go away...

"Dewdrop. Turn around. Before I make you."

You slowly look behind you. And like a light switch, Dandy's scowl turns to a happy grin.

...Not him...

"Oh dewdrop, it's been so long since I've seen you!" He says, standing behind the counter of his shop. "You have no idea how much we've all missed you!"

He leans on the counter, staring at you with adoring eyes. "How much I've missed you."

"...Hello, Dandy." You quietly murmur.

"...Oh, come here, you." He instructs, beckoning you closer, "Let me show you just how much I've missed you~"

You cringe at his tone- attempting to be seductive- and his lidded eyes, or the way he tries to beckon you closer.

"No Dandy. I need to go to another floor."

Your reply is curt, and you look away as his expression immediately sours.

"...How are you not like the others?" You suddenly ask, "Not... Twisted? Or Broken?"

Dandy laughs. "Well, because I was waiting for you to come back, of course! I searched high and low for you, you know? But I couldn't find you. But that didn't mean I gave up, no most certainly not!"

You try not to scowl as his tone almost goes smug. "Isn't that what anyone who loves you would do?"

You look away from him, taking a breath to steady yourself.

"I don't love you, Dandy."

"...what?"

"I don't love you." You repeat, "I never did, and I don't think I ever will. Please leave me alone. I need to go."

"...No."

Then, a sickeningly wet crack fills your ears. And another. And another.

Before you can even look back, you let out a screech as you're forced to hit the ground as... he lands on you.

Oh god. He's like you.

A Twisted version of Dandy- even bigger than your own Twisted form- looms over you. He takes up most of the elevator. And one of his ginormous hands- with those sharp and almost dagger-like claws- wrapped around your throat.

"Oh dewdrop, my sweet, stupid dewdrop." He snarls out, a faux grin of sharp teeth plastered on his face. "Why must you lie? I know you adore me. Not as much as I adore you, but still."

His grip on your neck tighten. You choke slightly, tears welling in your eyes as you tightly squeeze them shut.

You do not dare to let him see that you're like him.

You do not dare let the delusions that will bring come to your reality.

"Perhaps I need to show you my love." He muses, as his other talon gently runs down your arm, a claw twirling across it and pausing uncomfortable close to your waist, "Drill it into your silly little head that we are in love. Make you accept these feelings you are so unused to."

You shake as his hot breath caresses your face.

He laughs, nuzzling into your cheek. Your breathing becomes far too ragged for your liking.

"...I see you shake. You're scared." He lets out a curt laugh, "Oh, what are you scared of? I'd never dare harm you! You're just my little dewdrop. A tiny drop of water that can barely stand on its own! I'd never dare to evaporate you, you pretty little thing."

Should you turn into a Twisted? Risk the delusions to fight him off?

No, are you stupid? He would kill you!

...or worse.

"No, I'll wait to teach you the extent of my adoration." Dandy tells you with a smirk, "You aren't quite ready for it, my dear dewdrop. But I won't take you to the surface, I know that's where you desperately seek to go. Not yet, at least."

His other talon gently trails down your side as he hums.

"Get me tapes." He instructs you, "As many as you can get your tiny, little hands on. Bring them to me, and I'll take you to see the sun. Would you like that?"

You weakly nod, not daring to enrage him more.

"Good." He coos at you, giving you what you can only guess is a kiss on the cheek. "I love you, my little dewdrop~"

You weakly mutter back something similar, not meaning a word you said. However, he seems content.

You don't dare open your eyes as the pressure on you subsides. Nor as the wet cracks signifying Dandy's return to Toon form. Nor as the sound of Dandy's shop leaving fills your ears.

You only open your eyes when the elevator stops and opens.

You've never left an elevator faster.

[lvmimis]

cw: reader is a physician. medical talk. fluff. platonic!katsuki x reader. romantic!izuku x reader. selfship-coded a bit.

Hey, are you near Katsuki?

You’re texting from your office in a moment between patients, while Eri quietly hums as she organizes a few bottles in your office alphabetically, just killing time as she shadows. 

Katsuki has always been somewhat particular about his health (like he is about most things, you noticed when you were teenagers) but ever since he started having heart flutters, you find that the volume of questions he texts you about that are health-related have skyrocketed. Izuku reassures you that he just trusts you and is just really curious, but the sheer volume of questions and subject matter is starting to worry you about his health. 

Not really, but he’s not that far off. Why babe?

You think for a moment, then start texting.

Can you annoy him right now so he’s worried about something else other than dying? He’s texting again.

Izuku replies with an emote of a saddened dog with wet, pathetic eyes, big enough that you find yourself laughing against your best interest.

Is that all I am to you? A distraction? He asks. You send him a kiss emoji but then follow up with a phone call. 

“I know you’re working and we can talk later about it, but I really think he needs to see someone or at least get some grounding,” you whisper, given that Eri has just stepped out of the room.

You can hear Izuku slowly take in that information with a soft inhale. “Do you want to lead that conversation?”

“You know I don’t mince words with him.”

“Are you implying I do?” he asks.

“Sometimes,” you say, but you are smiling, thinking about your more vocally gentle counterpart. “Invite him to dinner so we can talk - I’m perfectly fine responding to a million questions about his heart monitor, but not if I can tell he’s losing sleep over it.”

Izuku hums in assent, but you can soon hear a crash in the background that has you jump on your end of the phone.

“Oh my God, are you okay?”

Izuku sounds strained on his end, but fine. “Yeah. Caught it.”

You don’t know what the hell it is, but you figure you’ll find out in the news in the next half-hour.

“Okay, concentrate and come back in one piece. I love you!”

You hang up first before he has the precious but concerning lack of sense to say it back instead of focusing on whatever he’s dealing with at the moment. Looking back at the text message Katsuki has just sent you - this time about the temperature of the cold water he should splash on his face if he starts having a run of supraventricular tachycardia again - you schedule an informative, neutral text, for after whatever is going on in their patrol area settles, but think about how best you can help soothe his anxiety that his heart won’t malfunction again.

You don’t know for sure that his heart is 100% okay even if it most likely is, and you know the fear is worse because he’s fallen in love with your best friend and has started to think more and more about things that he can’t control in the future.

The fact that Katsuki died in the war is common knowledge, but for him, looking at that footage must be exquisitely painful. You wonder if he rewatches that footage as closely as you often catch Izuku rewatching those and other events caught on tape in the middle of the night, feet perched on his desk chair and hugging his knees like you imagine he did as a child.

Wondering how they can make sure it never happens again.

It’s time for a meeting, and before your nurse comes in to show you the next patient, you decide to see if you can preorder your partner and his friend’s favorite meals for tonight.

[that-smallinjured-bowylamb]

Tbh, I wanna write smth tmrw

Like, I wanna see more NRC vs RSA with the MC being in the middle of it, and also may or may not have been the cause of it all, I SOOO WANT SOMEOME TO WRITE IT.

Like it doesn't matter if the relationship between the character's and reader's are vaguely established whether it's platonic or romantic, like. All I want rn, is more rivalry.

Where the reader is neutral and doesn't seem to be on either sides (but more likely leaning to NRC/RSA whatever the reader prefers), and is slightly biased but won't show it. Like I want a normal reader to just be pulled by the arms metaphorically and figuratively speaking. Like, some random ahh RSA prince (or any good/side character) just falls inlove (or saw reader and made assumptions they could be trapped or smth) and wanted to help the damsel in distress (but it's just stress from assignments and homework). And a whole brawl starts out and the staffs can't do shit bc it's between their students to deal with, but then somehow the headmaster of both prestigious schools, somehow got warped into the situation but are now handling it in their adult ways bc RSA staff vs NRC staff sounds so cool to me rn. Like- I want to see a parental figure and an absent parental figure confront each other. While their students are like: RSA student vs NRC student. And so on. Then reader is like chilling with popcorn in hand (or any of your favorite dish) and is just in the background (this section is for platonic reader and main cast)

But.... on the other hand...

Romantic route would be such a mess. Preferably, I'd like to think that they've yet to confess to reader but also yearn for them in some way, where it feels and sounds eternal, and maybe that emotional turmoil bc they are so emotionally constipated they can't express their feelings normally. But then the RSA students just HAD to ruin it by barging into their campus grounds and taking someone that is clearly not theirs to take. This sets up a shit ton of emotions boiling over and making the headmage worry so much to the point he even tried to help. Because either 1. The reader is probably a personal therapist and a local school crush on campus that everyone wants to have a future with, but also is the very sole reason why their sanity is still intact, because of reader's (either reluctant or not) hospitality and 'kindness' (act of kindness) or 2. Reader is still their emotional support BUT the reader has a crush on THEM and it was pretty obvious that the prefect loves (twst character) that even a blind person can see it and a deaf person can hear a declaration of an obvious lovesick fucker.

So back to platonic route, is that all their friends want them back because where tf is our problem-solver/local chaotic bastard going? No, tf you ain't going to that whitewashed and fed-rainbow version of their school. Come tf back.

[PLATONIC ROUTE]

NRC guys: give the prefect back.

RSA guys: No! You've done enough you villains! You shall not torment this poor soul no longer!

NRC guys:...a declaration of war, I see.

Reader: *doing something cuz idk what you guys do in a situation like this. For me, I'd feel overwhelmed and cry.*

[ROMANTIC ROUTE]

NRC guys: you've picked the wrong person, listen, dude, they're doing fine in our school. And please, for the sake of the sevens. DON'T touch them like that.

RSA guys: How about, no? You nefarious villains should be forbidden to touch a divine maiden like them! You evil-doers shouldn't even deserve to live! (Okay, maybe excluding Neige and Che'nya out of this, since I find it hard to imagine them saying this :>)

NRC guys:...so you've chosen war? Let our beloved prefect go so they can choose on their own, they have their own preferences, so I kindly ask of you, stop projecting your delusions on someone you barely know of.

Reader:*Maybe just watching this whole shit go down, as they are being thrown back and forth, switching schools so very often it actually makes them want to throw up. Personally, I'd crash out and slap each of the boys, especially talking abt RSA and some of the annoying NRC students. Like, bro, let me rest, chill?*

OR OR OR!!!

Maybe there is a very delusional (but sly) prince that is neither from RSA or NRC? And that, there are other schools that had heard about the Ramshackle Prefect. And is also vying for them as well???? Wouldn't it be so cool if the reader could at least pull a hot madame??? Or like a princess academy, where not all of them are necessarily girl likers (if reader is fem) or boy likers (if reader is male) like, the reader could be anyone and they still pull. (I want hot women please give me a chance 🙏🙏🙏 *glances for a quick second at most of the twsted fem OC fanarts I've seen recently.*)

Like, can someone write it down, or should I do it?

[ken-tfc]

PLEASE DRAW MORE FAIRY TAIL I BEG, YOUR ARTSTYLE IS AWESOME

Here’s some cuddley nastu doodles for the soul

[vaamm]

[banemaus]

they're always on some bullshit

[drystem]

Techno helping Dream get the mats out of his hair after Pandora

It’s grown out down his back, left to mat and collect dirt by his keepers. It’s sensory hell and they knew it.

His hair is the remaining bit of Self he has left, it’s much too important to cut off entirely, even though it would be easier and probably less painful.

Dream doesn’t have much feeling in his hands right now (after Pandora, anything less than being submerged in lava would be too cold for him). He can’t even hold the brush right, much less fix his hair on his own.

So Techno spends the hours and days that it takes to carefully comb out his hair. He fills the silence with updates about the server from when Dream was imprisoned, not minding the lack of response.

(Gentle touch is another shock to Dream’s system, along with everything else. He doesn’t have the energy to process it yet.)

He’s lost a lot of hair, which finally gets brushed out of where it was trapped in the knots. It’s freeing, a literal weight off his neck and shoulders. It’ll take a while for his hair to recover, but it’s clean and brushed and Dream himself is already going to take a while to recover, what’s one more thing?

[odetarifanreal]

curlya ?!?!?????!??!??????1?1?1?? ^_^

og by @joetastic2739

yay!!! I finished ^_^

[yuukei-yikes]

dude i'm sorry for all the kanoshin posting but like the way shintaro immediately forgives kano for telling him as ayano how it was all his fault. what shintaro went through was so awful he lost all his friends and his Best friend committed suicide after apparently saying "it's YOUR fault for never noticing" like that shit does irreparable damage to ur well being bro. for all this time shintaro thought it was HIS FAULT that ayano killed herself

and when kano admits it was him who said that shintaro doesn't isolate it from everything else kano was going through at that moment, so he doesn't hold it against him and he forgives him so easily. and that bit is from shintaro's pov so when we switch back to kano and he's so guilty and sort of in disbelief shintaro doesn't hate him. sorry that entire part with kano's pov in the seventh novel reads SO extremely romantic towards shintaro it's crazy. maybe i'm just gay but "he used to smile at my sister in a different way than he'd smile for everyone else. now he's smiling at me just like that" girl. EXCUSE ME. i didnt even care about kanoshin when i first read the seventh novel btw and i was still like oh so kano's into him. got it.

like shintaro's the victim to probably the most cruel thing kano's ever done to someone and he FORGIVES HIM so for kano who hates himself it's like. something something he sees me at my worst and still has the nerve to be kind to me. something something.

and in between all that there's kido and mary like god shintaro ur so lameeee, and kano in his mind is like i think he's cool actually.... im not saying it out loud though. he's down so bad for him it's so funny because it switches from all those convoluted guilty feelings to kano sort of twiling his hair like omg he's so heroic. and it's kind of endearing

kano's crush on shintaro is infuriatingly well written it's crazy. and it's even crazier that it's by accident and then u read the stuff not written directly by jin like the anthologies and the manga and instead they go for the weird incest shit, it's so jarring lol. and i'm not saying jin intended for it to be romantic. in fact it seems to me at least like jin thinks haruka and shintaro are the gayest ones?? just from how he jokes around and stuff. but it's funny how he wrote all that for kano but NOOOO kano's like such a flirt with women he's totally a lady's man. what's REALLY gay is haruka and shintaro crying in front of each other. can u imagine, boys... crying and being vulnerable with each other... hahhh so gay!!! girl maybe but RIGHT before that u wrote haruka going on about how he realizes he's into takane romantically precisely because HE'S NOT into shintaro romantically. like it is very much a point he makes. sorry that was a side tangent. anyways.

[batcavescolony]

I need a Tommy and Billy PLATONIC (I'm stressing that) soulmate!au fic where we get to see them acting like siblings.

[xzp4c3]

thinking about Leona going to Vil about feelings and talking to him about all the shit that happened during his overblot (because i hc them as lowk besties, like Leona acts like he hates Vil as much as everyone else but hes secretly pretty close and opens up to him) and him breaking down over the fact that he nearly killed Ruggie. Like Leona getting super fucked up about it all and just getting so upset that he actually hurt the one person that can constantly tolerate him and enjoys his presence, not to mention that he enjoys having Ruggie around too. I just like them okay, they make sick to my stomach /pos

[awweshuucks]

Young Sodapop and Steve doing the thing where they both cut open their hands and touch hands with the cut hand so there blood touches each others wounds and “they'll always be together” no matter what is so cutie to me so they both have matching scars on there hands bc they both cut too deep cause they were like 7

[kabukiaku]

hiya boss

can we get an alpha smile? Does he have anything to smile about?

Omega. Omega makes him smile. 🤍🥺

[angeltheghoul]

Sooo uhhh Copia headcannons because I was terribly sick on Ghost Day(TW: depression,eds(its recovery based but still) and a little bit of angst) also spoilers for Rite Here Rite Now.

-Copia has struggled with his appearance since he was a teenager but he’s been recovering with the help of his ghouls he does still of course have his days but he knows he can go talk to someone about it.

-Copia has depression(pretty sure that’s canon) but it gets the worst after Sisters passing and funeral. He doesn’t eat or sleep for days on end after thinking about the fact he’s lost a mother he never got to fully know and the only thing that pulls him out of it is the fact that Aether comes to talk to him and remind him that she’d be so proud of how far he’s come and that his doing great as Frater Imperator. Which whether Aether knows it or not is exactly what he needed to hear.

-Okay more lighthearted one…Copia absolutely adores any kind of music even pop music it’s not unusual to find him blasting ABBA or Bowie as he works on his paperwork. He also sings in the shower loud as he can with the music blasting from a Bluetooth speaker.

-Copias love language is absolutely acts of service both giving and receiving. He loves to do things for the people he loves! Examples: He’ll bring food to the infirmary or greenhouse to make sure Phantom or Mountain are actually eating since they tend to forget(and of course they invite him to share),He keeps an eye on Dewdrop to make sure he can tell when the fire ghoul is getting a little to heated or is feeling down and try to help him anyway he can. (Dew does the same thing for him in return),He reminds Rain to take his anxiety meds before they go out so that he won’t panic so easy.(Rain in return reminds Copia of his own meds) etc..

Okay my brains stopped for now but yeah Copia ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

[multishipperextraordinaire]

kind of not over how Buck had his little feelings fit over Eddie leaving, but like, it was him actually trying to hold it together & be supportive and put his feelings to the side of it all (which is why it backfired so spectaculary)

and never ever over (not forgiving) Eddie once again proclaiming that Buck always makes everything about himself when he actually does not do that & this was actually Buck *trying* to put Eddie first instead of simultaneously supporting Eddie AND telling Eddie he needs to talk about how this affects him/them

and really, really, really never getting over how good of a best friend Buck is to Eddie because when Eddie calls him from El Paso, spiraling, about to run, yet again, Buck shuts that shit down and tells Eddie to STAY for his son because he's there for his son - not to be a firefighter or a better son himself; he is there to be there for Christopher, and so he needs to stay for Chris; he needs to keep being there & being present & being constant no matter what Chris does because Eddie is the dad.

and Buck knows all of this because of way back when he gave his "love me anyway" speech to his own parents & how Buck knows what it feels like to be left (see his initial trying to be supportive but kind of sucking it up I mentioned up top) but now that Eddie is finally committing to being there for Christopher, no way in hell is Buck letting Eddie fuck it up for himself or for Chris and that, sir, is why Eddie must stay in El Paso with Chris.

[riacte]

so hey guys i finished dungeon meshi yesterday and i'm still thinking about it