#the privilege in question is being the One Person who actually managed to make him snap

[doombringcr]

// Moros' anger-adjacent emotions usually have three levels of intensity: mildly inconvenienced, exasperated and Achilles.

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boy failures for u - i. yoichi, s. nagi, s. ryusei, b. meguru

summary; in which some boys just love you so much, they simply can't function

genre/extra tags; scenarios, fluff, comedy, projecting my love for dog energy boys, they're so pathetic /pos, bachira is clumsy, ryusei is an embarrassingly horny dude (can confirm, he gets no bitches, absolutely ZERO play!!), nagi... is perfect as he is, yoichi,,,, is just socially awkward around people he has a crush on

[gender neutral reader]

a/n; look at me being fancy this one panel banner, slay. tbh i couldn't think of a good three photos to use for it so i tried this which is kind of nice. anyways i had a sudden thought hit me and it must be done. and what better anime to write for than the one where everyone has unexplainable gay tension between each other. i swear im as caught up as possible i think and i swear the gay tension is like,, crazy.

isagi yoichi is endearing. he's so bad at being normal around you. his face flushed a cute red, and his words barely managing to leave his mouth as you talk to him so sweetly. he doesn't know how to handle a crush. and it's so cute to tease him because he just doesn't know how to respond properly.

the times where he does manage to gain enough confidence to talk a conversation with you, he's never taking the lead in any of them. he's talking [somewhat] normally to you, answering your questions and [attempting] to reply to your thoughts and responses. of course, just don't flirt with him too hard. there's like a 50 percent chance he will understand it or not.

he can't even admire you correctly. when he attempts to give you a compliment, he's saying all the wrong words and apologizing profusely like he offended your entire bloodline. he's so utterly enchanted by you, he wonders if you're an angel sent just for him.

"you're so nice, y/n." "huh?" "i-i mean you're really cute! wait- i didn't mean that! fuck- not that i don't think you look cute! you're really a great person, you know?! sorry! i'm just gonna go back to practice...!"

nagi seishiro is so lazy that you can't help but watch over him. you understand why reo adores him (a little too much). he's a boy with pretty privilege and talent. he talks to you with such honesty that he unintentionally flirts with you. he doesn't know a lot of things well, but even he's had his fair share with understanding liking people (but that's only with the random dating sims he's tried).

when he manages to get on his feet, whether it's for a soccer match or you, he's stuck by you like a cute koala. he whines about everything being "too much of a hassle." but he finds himself walking around looking for you, no matter how far you are. he whines to you about how he had to get up to find you, and he's cuddling close to you. his mouth turned into his signature X shape as he pouts at you, annoyed that you just had to be away from him for more than a minute.

he tries so hard to be around you but at the cost of his laziness, he mutters to you about how much easier it would be if you just stay with him all the time like his purple-haired companion or his cactus pet. he fell for you first, but he makes it so easy for you to fall harder.

"why do you always have to do stuff?" "it's my job, sei." "you should just stay with me all the time. you take care of me so well."

shidou ryuusei is annoyingly desperate for you. if isagi was endearing, shidou was insolent. he speaks before he thinks. he has no shame in chasing after you. it's quite a feat that you haven't even shooed him away as much as sae has. you sort of find a friend in sae because of that. he always rolls his eyes when you mention him. he wonders why you keep being around the blonde jock, and you tell him, "who doesn't love a pathetic man?"

when he talks to you, he just can't read a room with you in it. he's the type of guy to say "this shot is for you." and it hits the goal post and then to his face. of course he'd never actually miss in a real match but i can guarantee that it would happen during a practice match. he unintentionally humiliates himself every time he tries to be cool. if sae is there, it's even worse. he's trying to bump up the flirting up to a 200 and failing miserably to woo either of you.

he's like those tweets where it's like, "how did i pull them? easy. i just went, PLEASEPLEAPLSEPWPLEAPLELA-". without fail, he basically tries to re-enact that but he doesn't even pull you because you'd much rather wait for him to actually be a decent man and grow the rest of his brain. though it doesn't seem he'll learn his lesson anytime soon.

"did i ever tell you how hot you look right now?" "yes. you have. multiple times. today." "please go out with me." "no."

bachira meguru is confusing. he's clingy, blunt, teasing, a little stupid but has the spirit, and an absolute cutie. he's passionate about what he likes. and surprise, surprise, he likes you. he's an infodumper but you don't mind at all. but sometimes those talks take a hard left into just telling you how much he likes you. you better hope you're strong because he will be jumping on you for a hug.

when he's just buzzing with excitement, he can't help but scramble by your side to cling onto you in any way that you will allow him to. he's not as boy failure as the others on this list because even when he fails to capture your heart, he's still succeeding in his book. he loves when you give him any sliver of attention. that's probably his thing as a boy failure. he is a hyper and needy dog who's too big to cuddle with but doesn't care. and you can't say no because then they just stare at you with those big eyes until you cave.

he's the type of guy to be confused when people ask if you're dating him and you say no. "what do you mean we're not dating? i thought this was the dating." he's never actually confessed, but he considers his "s-tier affection" to be confession enough. but he's kind of coward whether he realizes it or not. he's scared to actually say that he wants to be yours, but that's like an angsty story for another time, SO SHUT.

"what if we kissed? like right now?" "but we're not dating, meguru." "we're not? we should." "i'll think about it." "no think! just do!"

[max-nico]

Sonic has been called an "overprotective big brother" over the years many times. Not his fault that Tails is small, impressionable, and reckless. He's known the kid since he was a toddler, if anyone else had been around that long they would understand too.

Or at least he thought they would, but it seems he was wrong because his own two best friends–Amy and Knuckles–are the ones who call him overprotective the most. This is a huge betrayal on their part, especially when they bring up valid points like Tails' intelligence and skill, because how could he disagree. Sonic has the coolest, most awesome and amazing, little brother ever. 

With that being said, Sonic is pretty sure he has the right to interrogate the little fox this time. He's like 90% sure his panic is warranted when he sees his little brother load and cock a very real and deadly gun. Because that kid is 9. He is 9, and he is putting on his watch and his plane gear to leave, and for some reason he needs a weapon wherever he's going. Sonic thinks he has a right to exercise at least a little big brother privilege here, honestly it would be negligent to not at least question him. 

"Hey bud. Whatcha up to?"

Tails' ear flicks toward him as he packs a few things into the Tornado. "You remember that hard drive that GUN thought they stole from me, but I actually knew they wanted it so I lowered a few of my defense systems so that they could grab it and leave me alone?"

The answer is no, Sonic has no recollection of that happening at all. Though he supposes it's his own fault for only half listening when Tails was talking. He's really gotta break that habit.

"Sure do." Sonic lies.

"Well, I actually have a little bit of data on there that I forgot to back up to another hard drive since I didn't think I needed it, so I'm going to go get it."

"And you need a weapon for that? Why don't you just ask Shadow?"

Tails finally turns to face Sonic, floating down off the Tornado and in front of Sonic. He stands with his hands on his hips, leaning just a little into his personal space. He takes the chance to absentmindedly scratch behind his little brother's ears, making him push his head into his hand.

"I did, actually. He's the one who told me to bring some weapons, he said he wants to help me improve my stealth techniques."

"Huh, and he didn't even bother to text me about it." Sonic huffs. It comes out playfully, but he won't deny being a little peeved that Shadow didn't message him. Tails is a genius and can make his own decisions, sure, but he's also not even in double digits. Sonic is literally his guardian, he feels like he should've been consulted about this. "I find that quite rude."

Tails smacks Sonic with one of his tails. The fur gets trapped in the small quills on his face, which makes his brother giggle.

"Then how do you find that, hm?"

"I find that the person who did it has another thing coming."

Sonic is so gonna fill his pillows with quills and shaving cream again. The fox constantly complains about not being able to get his quills out of any furniture, but he also got his fur stuck on Sonic's face, he figures this is pretty good retribution.

"Sure I do."

This is what Sonic means. Where did his wholesome brother go? Ignoring the fact that he has been a little menace since they first met, this is obviously team Dark's fault. Their devious ways are corrupting his little brother, who has obviously only learned nice things from him, like dad jokes and spindashing.

Tails has been constantly hanging out with team Dark for a few months now. After spending time with Rouge on Amy's last birthday he seemed to acquire a sort of childish fascination with them. Honestly, Sonic didn't really see it as a bad thing at first. They got Tails to spend more time out of his lab, and they always seemed to take care of him so Sonic had no qualms as long as Tails was having fun.

Then the habits came. Habits that Sonic had managed to completely purge a couple years back. Sure, he's not building bombs willy nilly anymore (as far as he knows anyway), but a few weeks ago Tails showed him the Empire nuclear launch codes just because he could.

Just yesterday they were having a conversation about a grocery store in station square. Amy had apparently told him that the cashier was kind of rude, so he asked if she wanted him to "blow up the entire store". She laughed and said no thanks, but when Sonic just shook his head at him Tails had the audacity to say "he'll make sure there's no one in it", as if that was the problem with what he said.

Sonic will not claim to have clean hands. He will not say he's never killed anybody on purpose or on accident, but is it so much to want to spare his brother from the same fate? Sonic still has nightmares over things like that, and even if his little brother is joking, he just can't find it in himself to laugh.

It's obvious Sonic will have to talk to Shadow and Rouge soon, he would talk to Omega as well but the robot honestly just does whatever he wants. Sonic can respect it. He cannot, however, respect Shadow and Rouge teaching his kid brother bad stuff, like how to get away with murder and other things of the like.

"I'll be back before you know it, Sonic, I swear!"

It's obvious Sonic has just missed most of the one sided conversation Tails was just having with him, he zoned out again. Damn it.

"And I'll have my communicator on me so if anything goes wrong, you'll be the first to know! I'll stay safe, Shadow will be with me."

Tails says that as if it's any comfort to Sonic. He may trust Shadow with his life but he does not trust him with children. He's sure Tails will come out physically unscathed, but mentally? This is going to be a trainwreck.

Sonic sighs. He already knows he won't be able to convince him not to go, at least not in the small timeframe he has, so he just pulls the kid in for a hug instead. "Call me as soon as you're able, okay?"

"I will, promise!"

"And if you're not back and not answering in 24 hours, I'm coming to find you myself."

"Yes, Sonic." Tails says, pulling away.

"And I'll give Shadow a piece of my mind if I have to, you know I will."

"I'm leaving now."

"And so will Knuckles and Amy!"

"Goodbye!"

"Remember what I said about calling!"

"I can't hear you anymore!"

Sonic smiles as Tails starts his plane, the kid will be fine, he knows it. After all, he's sure Shadow and Rouge know the consequences if he's not.

woe, the brothers be upon ye I wrote this in like two sittings and its barely been edited, I'll probably put this on ao3 later after I've looked at it again lol. you're welcome to hit me up in my dms or askbox, but if it's a request I would prefer my ask box lol. Remember you have to be nice to me forever and ever and ever if you decide to talk to me btw

[soapyghost]

Could we get captain price with a younger/inexperienced reader? Like someone who’s only had shitty hookups that didn’t care if they got off or not. He would completely ruin you for all other men omg. Like knowing that he’s the first person to really make you feel good would be so hot to him

TRUTH OR DARE? A PRICE X F! READER

A/N- I actually had a lot of fun writing this bad boy. I really hope I did this prompt justice~

W/c- 2.1k

WARNINGS- Smut, language, fingering, orgasm(s), p i v, choking, rough sex, inappropriate relations with your boss, and like a ton of SMUT. Ok cool enjoy.

Of all things, of course a children's game would be your downfall.

It all started after a you and the rest of 141 finally completed the 2 month long mission in bumfuck Russia. Safely back at the bunker, the squad pops open a bottle of whisky, bourbon to be specific, so even Ghost joined in. The game of cards long since abandoned in favor for a rousing game of Truth or Dare.

"Minx, you're turn" Soap slurs, "Truth or dare?" "Truth" you respond, after seeing the last dare done in the group you chose the hopefully safer answer. Gaz had last chosen dare and the image of his bare ass is now forever ingrained in your brain.

"Oh that is so not gonna save you missy," Price mutters, taking another sip of his drink. You raise your eyebrow at him as Soap asks "how many time has a guy made you cum in one night?". You spit out your drink at the bluntness of this question. You usually can hide your emotions pretty damn well, as it was part of your job. Your were 141's espionage agent. Their "honey pot" , which is how you got your code name, Minx. But this question, off of Johnny's drunk lips caught you off guard.

"I'm sorry, WHAT did you just ask me" you retort. "Oh you heard me." he counters. You take a sip of your glass and muse on how to get out of this one. But you know there is no way out, its either answer this question or down the rest of the bottle. Your stomach doing flips at the thought of drinking that much. After a long sigh you shrug your shoulders in defeat, "Not a single time Johnny boy" exhale. Every head in the room snaps up to stare at you in pure shock.

Johnny lets out a chuckle, "I can change that for you Sweetheart" he boldly asserts. "Johnny you couldn't figure out the difference between a pussy and an asshole" Price quips, which manages to get what sounds like a chuckle from Ghost and full on howls from the rest of the team. You feel your face redden and you look up at Price to try and come up with some snappy comeback but the words die on your lips when you see how he's looking at you. It's different now, hungry.

It's been a few months since that night in the bunker, but you can't get the image of Price's face out of your head. Are you falling for your Captain? You don't have the privilege's of loving anyone in your line of work. Not only can they be killed, but most men would lose their minds watching you flirt with mob bosses. How fragile their egos can be, but that's what makes it easy to get information. Which comes in handy on your next mission.

You slide on the little black dress laid out for you in the hotel room of some fancy 5 star hotel in the heart of Mexico. This mission was simple, get in, get close to the some high up cartel douche and get the information off the USB he's carrying. Slipping in the earpiece that is near invisible you breathe, "hear me alright lads?". "Copy" responds Price, "Loud and clear Minx. Remember the plan and stick to it." "Yes sir" you reply. The rest of the squad was outside, hiding in the shadows incase anything went awry and being subtle was no longer an option. You stalk out of the hotel room and down to the casino on the first floor, ready to outsmart yet another idiotic man. You catch the attention of every man in the room when you walk in, some even blatantly staring. You saunter over to the bar and order yourself a drink, ignoring the man at the bar trying desperately trying to get your attention. You swipe up your drink and leave him with his mouth open as you go to sit in the lounge and wait for your prey.

"Incoming now Minx" you hear Ghost breathe through your earpiece. Not a minute later incomes your target, a rather short man in an overpriced suit, Angel. All the pictures you'd been briefed with made it easy to spot him in the crowd. You take a slow sip of your drink and as he walks past you, you slowly look up at him with doe eyes. You can see in his eyes he's fallen for it hook line and sinker. After a few minutes a man in a black suit taps you on the shoulder, "Excuse me Miss. But Angel would like to speak with you" he whispers into your ear, accent thick. "Oh does he?" you respond, "well who am I to decline?"

You follow the man to the back of the casino and he leads you to an elevator. "He's on the top floor" he gestures to the door. "Gracias" you respond, voice dripping with honey. "You could work on that pronunciation." Gaz snorts in your earpiece. As the doors shut and the elevator moves you take a big gulp of air. "Shut it Gaz" you spit. The doors open to a dimly lit club, filled with music and smoke. "Hope you boys are ready for a show," you breathe as you step into the club.

He sticks out in his flashy white suit making it easy to pick him out of the crowd. You slide into his lap and purr "you wanted to see me handsome?" His hand slides onto your ass and you suppress a gag at the smell of his god awful cologne. "mmm, I've wanted to lay my hands on you from the moment you looked at me" he moans into your ear. "Well, I'm here" you murmur into his neck, placing kisses from his ear to the nape of his neck. You hand slides down his body, nearing his groin. You slip your hand into his pocket and slip the USB into your dress. "We should take this back to my room" he hums. "Mmmm, you'd think I'll just follow you anywhere?" You pull back, eyes wide, "I would feel much safer back in my room. But I need to freshen up first" you move your hand up his chest. After a few more minutes of some pretty heavy petting you get up, "you can find me in room 603" you whisper into his ear as you slink away. Of course that wasn't your room number, you weren't even going to be in this country by the time he figures that out.

The minute your outside the hotel you find a way to slip into the backstreets to rendezvous with the team. "I feel like I need to take a scalding shower for the rest of my life" you groan, still feeling his hands on your body. "Let's exfil and get you that shower, you earned it" Price smiles once he has eyes on you again. You wonder what a shower with Price might be like... you shake your head to get the image out of your mind.

After debrief and a long hot shower you get a text that surprised you

My office- 10 minutes. It's from Price. What could he possibly want with you at this hour? Your mind races with the possibilities as you leave your room, mostly of terribly dirty thoughts of being bent over Price's desk. As you approach his office door you pause, unsure of if you want to knock on the door or pretend you didn't see his text. Your curiosity gets the better of you and you rap on the door 3 times before you hear Johns gruff voice, "Come in."

You slide in the door and close it softly behind you, "You wanted to see me sir?" you choke out. The air in here thick with cigar smoke and anticipation. "Your performance on todays mission was good kid, but that's all it was, a performance." he mutters, voice low. "Sir?" you inquire. "You've never wanted to take a man to your room, none of them could please you" his words go straight to your core. "I've been thinking about this since that night in Russia" he continues, standing slowly from his desk chair, "and I know you have too" his eyes flick up to yours. They have that same hungry look from all those nights ago. You gulp, "have I now?" you tease, hoping to regain some control of the situation. "Oh you know you have love" he grumbles. In an instant his hands on your neck and your back is on the door. You let out a yelp of surprise and pleasure. His lips meet yours and the fire in your belly ignites. You had been thinking about this since that night, many times with your hands between your legs and the image of him in your mind.

"Why don't you show me then? What it should be like?" you moan as you nip at his neck. "I'm going to ruin you" he growls, flipping you around and face down onto his desk. The tone of his voice and the force he moves you around with is more than enough to get you soaked. He rips the booty shorts you wore down your legs, to reveal your bare ass, a perfect site to behold. You can hear him hum in delight at the sight of you bent over his desk. Your breathing is ragged as he takes one hand to hold your head down on the table and the other begins to rub your folds. His touch alone tightens the band in your stomach, he knows exactly what to do. "Wet already?" he croons, taking his thumb to your clit. He starts slow, moving in a circle causing your back to arch. The fire in your stomach turns into an inferno as he takes one finger and slides it into you. You gasp at the feeling of his rough callous fingers. He pushes up against you, his cock throbbing through his pants and slides in another finger. "Fuck John" you moan. "Shhh, let me show you how you deserve to be fucked" he grunts. His pace begins to quicken, fingers sliding effortlessly in and out of your hole. You've never felt this burning inferno in your stomach unless it was your own fingers. "Holy Shit John" you whine, your eyes loosing focus at how incredible this feels. "Cum for me" he commands, fingers moving at a speed you didn't know was possible. The gruff command is enough to send you spilling over the edge into an orgasm. You cry out his name as he doesn't relent. You have to bite down on your arm to ground yourself, the world going black from pleasure. "That's my girl" he praises, removing his fingers from you with a satisfying pop. Before you can catch your breath, you hear him unbuckle his pants. Shudders run through your body in anticipation for what comes next. If his fingers could do that, you can only imagine what his cock can do to you. "Ready?" he whispers. You're so fuck dumb all you can do is manage a nod, as he slides down your panties which are just a soaking mess. He teases you, moving his cock back and forth between your soaking folds before he finally slides his tip in. He's so much bigger than anyone you've ever been with, you cry out as he slides a couple inches deeper. "Breathe love" he groans through gritted teeth, "You have to relax for me". With one final thrust he's in, his size struggling against your walls. You whimper as he begins fucking you. His hand moves from your neck to your head, hands filling with your hair. Pulling your head back, he picks up his pace. Every thrust fans the flame of yet another orgasm. "Fuc- John I'm gonna- I'm gonna" you yelp. Words won't come out of your mouth, your brain to scrambled from the last orgasm. "Fuck" He grunts, and with one final punishing thrust you feel him empty inside you. His cum mixing with yours as you're thrown into yet another orgasm. His forehead on the back of your head, cigar smoke filling your senses.

"What are you doing to me Minx?" he breathes. You're still bent over the desk gasping for breath. You've never been fucked like this in your life, its nothing like those shit one night stands you've been used to. Your whole body feels like its on fire, but your head is where its the worst. Words are failing to come to your lips, all you can do is whine. He slides out of you and kisses your forehead.

"Truth or dare?" you finally gasp out. Shakily hopping up on the desk, regaining a miniscule amount of control of your body. A smirk crosses Johns mouth, "Dare" he answers.

"I dare you to make me cum again" you challenge, voice still shaky. His eyes light on fire again, "Gladly".

[anachilles]

thinking more just now about @middlingmay's football player/journalist AU

there's a fine line that journalists have to tread between what they want to ask, and what they should ask at any given time, in order to both get something interesting to publish, and keeping management teams on-side enough to let them come back and give them access to the players.

gale's ardent "dispassionate impartiality" when it comes to his reporting means he's a notoriously hardball interviewer. one who is incredibly observant has no qualms at all pointing out both the individual mistakes and consistent, long-running in players' performances. not necessarily maliciously, or like he's looking for a "gotcha" moment, but from a place of getting the answers his readers are actually looking for.

making him a journo both players (especially for them being in league one and generally just starting out their careers, with a lack of media experience/training) and their managers + PR teams are trepidatious about setting up interviews with.

not helped by the intense, insanely blue-eyed stare he hits you with when waiting for an answer to one of his questions. does he even know he's doing it???

but at the end of the day, gale's a very well-regarded journalist (to the extent that it's almost a privilege that he chooses to cover league one) and he has a loyal + wide-reaching readership so it's very hard to turn down the opportunity for that kind of press.

so when bucky does finally agree to give his first ever public interview, no one expected it to be to gale cleven. or how much ease he felt answering him back, being tongue-in-cheek with him, and not seemingly taking much of it seriously at all.

or any interview he gives cleven going forward, actually.

or how cleven seemingly puts up with it match after match.

like gale will write these full columns picking apart the team's performance, having no scruples honing in on bucky's errors despite the 'special relationship' they seem to have.

and bucky will still answer (some of) his questions on-camera with a visibly nonchalant shrug, an unbothered smirk. constantly changing the subject though, diverting them off-topic. blatantly flirting with him.

"enough about that, though, i'm wearing new boots this week too. did you notice? new sponsorship. they offered me them in a bunch of different colours and i had to guess your favourite, so i hope you like 'em."

"hey now, hey now. anymore questions about what i do for work and you'll have me thinking we're on a first date."

on a day when it's been raining all morning and into the afternoon, and gale shows up to the interview a little damp/windswept and holding an umbrella he'd been juggling throughout the entire match. "[whistling] only one page of notes today? those tight asses up in business opps not spring for the sheltered stands?"

after the latter incidence, seeing as once an interview is confirmed and then eventually wrapped up the team's management don't really care quite as much about accommodating the press, bucky insists on bringing gale up to the club house to dry off, get a sit down and a drink, chill out for a bit. Maybe just to keep him around a little bit longer. All of the other players/management team that are milling about are a bit wide-eyed/furtive, like putting a cat amongst the pigeons. If Bucky notices the looks (he does) he's blissfully uncaring about them.

Addition: Gale's also the first person, naturally as the only journalist he'll speak to in any official capacity, to pick up on Bucky's growing boredom with midfield defence. Straight up asks him one day, on the record, what position he'd rather be playing and if he'd ever been given a shot at it.

[joys-of-everyday]

The more I think about it, the cultivation world and academia are similar. High drop out rates? Reverence towards the people who 'make it to the end'? Meritocracy but not really? Age old 'talent' vs 'hard work' vs 'privilege'? Possibly just side effects of being learning institutions but yeah. Anyway, headcanons for peak lords as professors.

SQQ (SY) The chill professor everyone loves. Is often absent for months at a time doing field studies but comes back with loads of cool stories. Has a tendency to veer off course and everyone's grades may suffer because of how little time is actually spent on examinable material, but at least you'll enjoy yourself. He says he's only there for the fun and doesn't do much research, but you've spied a number of very big names going to him for advice. If you manage to make him drunk, his personality does a 180 and he complains extensively about everything, including his latest webnovel obsession.

og!SQQ (SJ) The salty professor everyone hates. Obsessed with rankings and citation counts, has a constant rivalry with LQG, and does the absolute minimum when it comes to undergrad teaching because he thinks it's a waste of time. He's convinced there's an agenda against him because he didn't get funding for the third time in a row and takes it out on the students. But damn does he know what he's talking about, and you've heard he's actually a genius, albeit one with complicated background. The few phd students he has are utterly enamored with him.

SQH Everyone forgets that he's not a student, including himself. When he teaches, it feels like he's giving a presentation and waiting for feedback. He answers questions with questions. Nobody knows what research he's doing, including the other members of department. Both Shens and LQG alike think he's a waste of space. But he seems to have some mysterious connections to a very fancy research facility up north.

LQG Absent professor. Literally cannot teach. Reads off last year's notes (written by other people) and calls it a lecture. But he's got many fancy awards under his belt for his research and the rest of the department talk about him with awe in their voice. If you take work to him, he will undoubtedly rip it to shreds, but not in a mean way. Half the students hate him. Half the students make him a meme. A few of them worship him like a god.

YQY The nice one. He teaches amazingly, heads a healthy research team, and has some banging papers under his name. The students know him as the best teacher, but behind the scenes he is literally keeping the department together. Wrangles with management and does a lot of outreach stuff on top of all of this. The students are convinced he literally lives on site because they keep seeing him at weird hours of the day. This is half true.

MQF The Professor. When you say 'professor', MQF is the person who comes to mind. The students think he is actually a robot, because they've never seen him do anything other than his job. His teaching is adequate but without personality, and he is extremely mild mannered. Unbeknownst to them, he is known as the 'mad scientist' of the department - he has a bizarre attitude to safety and often goes utterly crazy with experiments which are only just toeing regulations. A pioneer of his (somewhat niche) field.

QQQ Social justice warrior. The one who actually strikes when there's a strike on, and organises all of the diversity events. The student have mixed views on her. She struggled against a very sexist department back in her day and still gets a lot of hateful feedback, so she's learnt to take zero fucks. Which is cool but also means a lot of valid criticism gets taken as personal attacks. With all the drama, everyone seems to forget that she's actually a really big name in the field, receiving some fancy awards around the same time as LQG. Her phd group is surprisingly chill.

[multi-fandomsfreak]

Hi, I have an MX request if you’ll accept it..

So you know how Lord X and MX are canonically best friends. Imagine MX introducing his girlfriend aka the reader who is the total opposite of him to Lord X. Like MX is a vicious, apathetic, ruthless, and manipulative person while Reader is very shy, kind-hearted, empathetic and sweet. So this confuses Lord X because reader seems like the definition of innocence and Lord X definitely finds this relationship weird because of MX’s usual catchphrase. “Innocence doesn't get you FAR...” but it seems like MX likes Reader’s innocent nature. It’s like MX is a whole different person when Reader is around and don’t even get me started on how overprotective this mf is over reader but all in all Lord X is fine with this relationship because he can use reader against MX. (Ex: MX does something Lord X hates. Lord X will be like: “I’ll tell reader what you did.” and MX is just running after Lord X and shouting at him to not tell reader.)

Like their relationship dynamic is literally: Sweet Baby x Literal Demon.

(Also use She/Her pronouns please 😊)

Anyways that’s it.. I hope you’re doing okay and please remember to eat something and drink some water and take breaks from the computer to avoid eyestrain.

Being In A Relationship With MX

Hey there! Thanks for the ask!

I suprisingly had some fun writing this. I find it funny at the thought of MX chasing after Lord X like over Lord X snitching on him. Also it was interesting writing how MX would be in a relationship. Hope you enjoy it. ~Blaze/Dawn

Pronouns: She/Her

Warning: ⚠️Stalking + Possessive Behaviour + Blackmail⚠️

Requested: Yes/No

Characters: MX + Lord X

Proofread: ❌

Credits: Art by Deadtos on DeviantArt + Banner by Kaileyfln on Pinterest

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- Honestly I’m surprised you even managed to get someone like him. MX someone who is considered a beast, feared by many and known for doing anything from being manipulative and straight up being ruthless to anyone or anything in his way and here he was being an absolute sweetheart to you who was the complete opposite compared to him. Many people have questioned how and why you were dating him and you didn’t really know yourself. But he treats you with respect so you do the same in return.

- Sometimes he even questions himself about the irony of this relationship. The fact that one of his iconic catchphrases is ‘Innocences doesn’t get you far’ and yet is dating someone who is the definition of innocence and words related to it. This thought literally hits him at the most random points and even more when the two of you are hanging out. He doesn’t even know why but even though he constantly says this to his victims to which you would assume he doesn’t like innocence, he actually really likes it that you are. He can’t really explain or give a reason except that ‘she’s an exception’ which only confuses the fuck out of people.

- I’m just going to say this here and I don’t care what y’all say but MX is great hugging material, even if he isn’t used to receiving or reciprocating them due to how he is a being. The only reason I think this is because of his large figure, hugging him is like hugging a massive stuffed bear. Although I did say he isn’t used to receiving or reciprocating them that doesn’t mean he doesn’t do them or hate it. He likes it a lot especially when you do it because he believes it shows that you trust him despite his behaviour outside of your guy's relationship.

- Yours and his relationship is basically as said in the request is literally Sweet Baby x Literal Demon. You have literal scary dog privileges when you're around MX. You don’t have to worry about getting into trouble or getting harm when he’s around, people would be too scared to do so and even if they did well he’ll make sure they won’t do it again.

- He’s extremely protective over you, he constantly has to be around you like a massive bodyguard rarely letting you out of his sight for a moment unless you absolutely have to be and even if this situation happens he’s not that far behind you. One time you even found him peeking around the corner just staring at you like he was stalking you. Well he was but shut up that’s not the point. He often treats you like a fragile item, making sure there’s nothing that could harm you. Even being extremely careful himself with his own strength around you making sure he doesn’t hurt you. He’s aware of his strengths and how strong he is compared to you and to him it would be an absolute shame if anyone especially him breaks (to him at least) ‘an antique doll’.

- Even though it took a long time due to his protectiveness over you and in his own way worrying over what might happen to you he figured that he could introduce you to one of his best friends which just so happens to be the well known sadistic hedgehog Lord X. It’s not like he hasn’t told him, he has told him about your existence but not in grave detail. Initially when first hearing about MX having a girl let alone dating said girl he was surprised himself. This mostly resulted in Lord X teasing him through jokes to which MX told him off for it. But that doesn’t mean he wasn’t happy for him, of course he was happy it was his best bud we are talking about. In fact when he heard about him wanting to introduce you to him he was over the moon immediately asking a million questions about you and what you can do, assuming that you were someone like him.

+ As soon as he saw his friend arrive he immediately went up to greet him “MX! Welcome back old pal” Lord X said with his iconic smirk on his face to which MX returned the favour with the slightly scared you right by him taking in every detail of the messed up hedgehog “Nice to see you again Lord X” MX tipped his hat down as a way to greet him “so where’s the lucky girl? Will she be here soon?” Lord X immediately asked about his girlfriend, which was you not realising that you were already here “she’s already here.” He said placing a hand on your shoulder which caused Lord X to look oddly confused before looking to where his hand was going and immediately spotted you. “Lord X meet [Name], [Name] meet Lord X.” He introduced the two of you to each other. Lord X took a moment to look at you creating a slight tension for you, worrying about what he was thinking. Before long he slightly chuckled to himself before speaking up “A human? Your Girlfriend is a human? Well this is a surprise” he said which caused MX’s face switch to annoyance “Yeah? You got a problem with it?” He asked in a tone that was slightly threatening towards his friend which caused Lord X to laugh it off “No, No of course not pal. Just a little surprised” he gave him a smile before approaching you “regardless it’s a pleasure to finally meet you [Name].” He offered his hand for you to shake to which you did “yeah…same here”

- Surprisingly the two of you get along, despite you two being opposite personalities just like MX. He likes to joke about your relationship with his friend. Mostly teasing MX but occasionally roping you in as well. Occasionally the teasing/jokes range from how completely different you two are to slightly more suggestive jokes. But regardless he doesn’t mind the relationship. Surprisingly he finds it cute, in his way. The fact he can see his friend instantly go from a murderous beast to a massive teddy bear around you honestly makes him laugh sometimes. Seeing how lovey dovey he is around you he can’t help but tease him.

- He definitely blackmails MX about this. Do you know that video by a YouTuber named Slashest with the video being named ‘Cooper2723 is back…” ? If you’ve watched it then I can basically imagine going somewhere like that. Lord X knows that MX is soft around you and doesn’t want to be separated from you. If MX does something he doesn’t like and wants him to stop, all he has to say is “you know…it would be a shame if [Name] was told you were doing this?” This instantly shuts him up. He doesn’t know why he reacts like this. He’s much more powerful compared to you but the thought of possibly getting trouble by you, it makes him scared. Well scared is a bit of an exaggeration when it comes to him but regardless he starts to feel nervous and doesn’t want to escalate it so he stops.

- Sometimes Lord X actually goes through with it even if MX stops or not. As soon as that sentence leaves his mouth he instantly starts heading to where you are, with an angry yet nervous MX chasing behind him. Surprisingly, begging him to not tell you. Sometimes Lord X has actually succeeded in telling you which creates a sulked MX, arms crossed mumbling apologies for his behaviour to you as you gently pat his back hugging his side as a way of telling him you forgive him or that he doesn’t have to apologise. Lord X and MX behave like two kids with one ready to snitch on the other.

- Overall, yours and his relationship is actually pretty wholesome despite who he is.

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[brf-rumortrackinganon]

So I’ve never been Team Surrogacy (to me it is unfathomable as it requires too many people to cover it up…people who have a lot to lose if the info were ever to get out) but there is something very strange about those Sussex kids. I have a child almost the same age as Archie and right now it’s constant tee ball, soccer, karate, music class, classmate birthday parties…we never hear ANYTHING like that relating to Archie. I know theoretically they have Doria and a nanny or two to help with that…but I live in a community where nannies are quite common, yet the parents all still manage to make it to these sporting practices and events. If the Sussex kids were doing any of this normal kid aged stuff, I would’ve expected some banal leaks relating to it. The absence of this kind of stuff is so suspicious to me. Plus the amount of time H&M spend away from the kids traveling is insane to me. What do you think about all this?

I agree that there’s too many people involved for the Sussexes to have gotten away with surrogacy but it’s mutually-assured nuclear destruction: if the BRF removes the kids from the Line of Succession, then Harry and Meghan will leak who knew, which threatens the entire monarchy and if the Sussexes misbehave to the point that they bring shame on the BRF (worse than they are now), the BRF will leak the surrogacy and push them out once and for all.

I suspect this is why the BRF has been rather…delicate, if you will, in how they’ve handled everything so far. They can’t show their hand too early and risk the Sussexes going scorched earth, bringing them down with them. They have to wait until the Sussexes have hit rock bottom, when the public will be glad to see them go that they won’t care of the BRF’s involvement.

(And note, by “BRF” here, I imagine it’s Charles they’re implicating. Going by all the PR, the body language in old videos, and Harry’s Spare, William and Kate noped out of Harry and Meghan’s lives and just became coworkers, if you will, vs maintaining friendship or a closer sibling relationship so I think they’d be fairly inoculated from any blowback because they can point to all this evidence showing they had no part in a coverup, if there’s a coverup.)

I think the kids not having a “normal” life out and about in community speaks more to Harry and Meghan’s desire to protect their privacy, even if it’s somewhat draconian. There are plenty of other celebrities with kids that we don’t hear about or see and we don’t obsess over them the way we do Archie and Lili. For instance Ryan Gosling and Eva Mendes’s kids - Ryan spent all of 2023 and the Barbie promo cycle talking about his kids but no one judged him the way they judge the Sussexes, and the only photos we have of Ryan and Eva’s kids are pap photos. Same with George and Amal Clooney’s twins; no pictures of them, no gossip from neighbors or sightings in the local community, and yet no one judges them.

Is it unusual for a woman who made so much of her personality about being a mom to not actually show off her kids? No, actually, it isn’t. There’s a lot of momfluencers on social media that don’t share their kids and it’s fine. If we’re not judging them or questioning if their kids exist, then why do we do it to Meghan? It’s different, yes, and it may not be what we’re used to or what we expected, but it’s not that concerning.

Likewise for how much time they spend away from the kids. Families across all income brackets have busy parents that sees them traveling more than being with their kids. If we don’t fault those parents for choosing to work, then why should we fault the Sussexes?

I understand that people are concerned by what they see, or don’t see, but at the end of the day, Harry and Meghan’s parenting decisions aren’t any different than what other celebrity parents have decided and done. If we take that it’s “Harry and Meghan” out of the equation and just saw them as a rich California couple with privilege and some fame from the wife’s Suits acting days, would we react and judge in the same way?

I don’t think so, so I don’t think there’s much to read into.

[lurkingshan]

On Guilt, Sexual Assault, and Me Too in Tokyo in April Is…

Content warnings for this post: rape, sexual assault, sexual harassment

Following TIAI’s fifth episode, I’ve been discussing with friends @bengiyo, @shortpplfedup, @ginnymoonbeam, and @wen-kexing-apologist what the show is doing with the sexual assault storylines. Given Ren’s own past with Kazuma and his interpretation of what happened back then, and given that he is now being placed at the center of a story about addressing a sexual predator in his workplace, there is some fair concern about what they are trying to say with the juxtaposition of these storylines, whether we are meant to read them as explicitly connected, and what we are to make of Ren being centered in a story about women being sexually harassed and assaulted. 

In chatting more with @bengiyo, we had some ideas about this we wanted to share (what follows is something we wrote collaboratively). Full disclosure: we have both read the manga this show is based on, and know where this storyline goes in the source material. That said, the show is diverging fairly significantly in tone as well as some of the pacing and story beats, so we are really just talking about what we’re seeing in the show at this point. So, here are a few questions we are pondering:

Why is Ren, a third party, centered in this Me Too story?

Given that this plotline is about Sanada harassing and assaulting women in the workplace, why is Ren, who has not been among Sanada’s victims, the one who is being asked to address it? 

We think the show actually seeded this fairly well. It was established in the early episodes that Ren is incredibly talented and well-respected within both this office and the wider industry. He leads the art department and is perceived as one of the most important people in the company, most notably when he all but carried the company through the marketing fiasco with the canceled ad campaigns. His coworkers like and trust him and look to him for guidance. We have seen him be the one to step in before when Sanada was misbehaving–intervening when Sanada was hazing Kazuma–and one can assume that is not the first time he’s been an ally to others in the office since we first met Ren and Sanada as they were fighting about another office skirmish. 

Ren is also an openly gay man, which makes it more likely that his female coworkers might trust him with something like this. He is not a threat to them, but he has the positional power necessary to take the risk of raising Sanada’s behavior to executives and can maybe actually get somewhere with it. We know from Ren’s conversation with Maeda that she did try to report this on her own, and as is all too common, she was dismissed and pushed out so that management could protect the senior man instead. While we might typically prefer to have the women who were victimized more present in a storyline like this, it makes sense that they need a powerful ally to do the heavy lifting on their behalf, and Ren is the best positioned character in this story to do it.

And the way we’ve seen Ren handle this situation so far affirmed that decision to trust him. He has put himself primarily in the role of a facilitator. He has been trusted with privileged information that he has divulged to no one (including Kazuma), he has used his connections to find them a lawyer and put them in contact, and he has reached out to another colleague who can help connect them with other affected victims to join them in building their case. He is doing all the right things, and while the story is centered on him, he is not centering himself in the situation.

Is Ren consciously connecting his interpretation of his first time with Kazuma with Sanada and viewing exposing Sanada as a path to personal redemption?

We are a firm NO on this one. It’s important for us to recognize that Ren has deeply sublimated his feelings about what happened with Kazuma ten years ago, and he is currently in a very different headspace about that relationship. While dealing with Sanada may inspire some complex emotions and act as a catalyst for Ren to open up more with Kazuma, there is nothing in the story telling us that he is explicitly connecting his past with Kazuma and the current situation in his head, and certainly nothing that makes us think his actions here have anything to do with a desire for personal redemption. Ren is helping his colleagues because he is a good person who has the power to do something, not because he wants to absolve himself of an old crime.

As far as Ren has reacted to this situation, he’s only focused on gathering resources and information, and connecting the victims to each other and representation. He is not speaking about this with Kazuma because that is privileged information and Kazuma reports to Sanada. When Ren thinks about Kazuma in this episode, it’s only about how long this separation between them existed and how he’s held the pain of that for so long.

Throughout this episode, each time Ren spoke to another man about the Sanada situation, his friend or colleague asked about Takizawa after they had resolved the discussion about Sanada. There is a line being drawn between Ren’s situation and Sanada’s, but the line may primarily be about the way SA elements have historically been used in genre as a way to advance romantic narratives for men. In this story, Ren and Kazuma’s relationship is broken at the point at which Ren and others believe that Ren assaulted Kazuma. This show presents SA as a gross violation and a crime, and so a stark comparison to the miscommunication inherent in the Ren-Kazuma relationship.

What are we to make of the juxtaposition of these story threads?

So if the Me Too storyline is not meant to be about Ren’s redemption (which is not something he actually needs, because he did not harm Kazuma in the way he thinks he did), then what are we to take from the way these two stories are playing out in parallel? The most important thing Ren is still holding back from Kazuma is the truth of what happened ten years ago and the guilt and shame he’s been holding ever since due to his false interpretation of the events of that day. He will only be able to let go of that by acknowledging what he believes to be true and finally hearing Kazuma’s truth in turn. The catharsis he needs is not about redemption, but rather an honest conversation between them to confirm what he is already starting to feel–that they have loved each other all along.

The Me Too storyline may contribute to that by giving Ren some space to reconsider his ideas about their first time together in juxtaposition to the stories he is now holding for his colleagues. He’s kept that locked in a box for so long, but being so directly confronted by other stories of sexual assault could give him the space to gently ease that mental door open and think about the differences between how these women feel about Sanada and how Kazuma clearly feels about him. That this is unfolding in parallel with him getting more comfortable and secure in his relationship with Kazuma is not an accident–it is in fact the very combination of the two that will allow him to unlock the box and build up his courage to finally address it. Don’t forget also that Kazuma’s mother has re-entered the story, which acts as a further catalyst for Ren and Kazuma to finally clear the air about exactly what happened ten years ago.

(I know we’re in BMF hours on the dash now, so tagging a few friends who’ve been watching along with us so this post doesn’t get lost: @troubled-mind @blmpff @wanderlust-in-my-soul @rocketturtle4 @nieves-de-sugui @colourme-feral @waitmyturtles)

[tizzyizzy]

The Fundamental Izzy-Misunderstander Ed-Apologist Issue

Raving all night Ranting all day Gonna do some izcourse on Christmas day

Hey, I can't control when inspiration strikes.

This is the basic belief of IMEAs:

Ed is a neurodivergent, queer, POC suffering from mental illness.

Izzy is a privileged white homophobic straight man. (No, you don't get to pretend the straight part never happened. I was there. I saw the discourse.)

Izzy had leveraged his privilege and utilized emotional manipulation and real physical threats to coerce Ed into continuing a position he is desperate to leave.

For this idea of Izzy manipulating and coercing Ed to make sense, there has to be a power differential between them.

Izzy could have material power over Ed. This would mean things like being able to physically hurt Ed, controlling Ed's livelihood, or being in a position of societal power to force Ed into line.

Then there is emotional power. In an emotional power imbalance, someone would use guilt, gaslighting, playing the victim, etc. to coerce an emotionally vulnerable person into obeying them.

Does Izzy have material power over Ed? On the contrary. Ed is literally Izzy's captain. Most of Izzy's early appearances involve him chaffing under orders he doesn't understand or disagrees with, but is obligated as first mate to perform. When Ed returned after Stede disappeared, there does not seem to have been any question about who would be in charge. When it comes to societal power, Ed has a greater reputation than Izzy, along with more charisma.

As for emotional power, there's no question: Izzy is deeply invested in Ed and Ed mostly couldn't care less. No, we're not talking about whether Ed cares deep down. We're talking about what happens in practice. Pretty much the entire show is Ed doing things Izzy hates, and only bending at the last minute to preserve the relationship.

S1E4 shows all of this in action. Izzy lead a raid against a ship for reasons he finds baffling, drawing the ire of the Spanish. Crew died taking the ship. He is trying to keep the crew in line and manage the repairs of the ship, but he is anxious. The Spanish are coming, and he does not want himself, Ed, or the crew to die. Ed is avoiding actually doing his job as captain on a raid he himself ordered; Izzy starts the episode having been looking for Ed. Instead of telling Izzy his plan, Ed decides to hide it to allow Izzy to continue fretting solely to enjoy a dramatic big reveal.

Throughout this, even though Izzy is annoyed, he is at least trying to be polite. Just compare Izzy's exasperated nagging to how aggressive Ed is when he loses his temper in the scene with the miniature ship. Izzy is unhappy, but he is trying to keep a hold himself and communicate.

Ed does what he wants; Izzy's desires are the least of his concerns.

The only exception to this is when Izzy is on the verge of leaving. Even then, Izzy doesn't get what he wants. He doesn't go through with his plan to retire and let Izzy be captain. in S2, he is unquestionably Izzy's abuser, and there's no question of whether or not Izzy has emotional power over him. He shoots Izzy in the leg, steps over his writing body, and orders him killed.

Pray tell, where in this show do we ever see a version of Ed who is cowed by Izzy? One who is the ideal Blackbeard Izzy wants him to be? One who is trying his best to conform to Izzy's expectations?

Maybe, maybe the Ed right at the end of S1. Probably not, considering forcing Izzy to eat his own toe is the beginning of a new kraken Ed trend.

The reality is, a version of Ed that was manipulated by Izzy into acting a certain way never actually existed in the show. There's some glory age in the past where Ed was the Blackbeard Izzy respected, then Ed lost interest in piracy and started doing weird shit Izzy didn't understand. Then he when coo-coo bananas.

[mooseyspooky]

Hiya, I love your blog so so much so I wanted to ask some questions I've been curious to know your thoughts on:

1) What do you think about Johnny's sexuality? I know it's a very personal thing from experience and I don't wish to be intrusive but I've always wondered about him as someone who has been in a similar situation with a friend. I recall an interview where, in response to being asked about the possibility of being in love with Moz, he simply stated that he wasn't just because he was in love with Angie. He didn't say "No, because I'm not interested in guys" or anything. Just an interesting one lol.

2. Do you think that Moz's longing for Johnny remained as a simple infatuation rather than there ever being any instance of the two being more than friends? I ask this because I remember reading on Tumblr somewhere that apparently Grant Showbiz claimed they had been sleeping together on tour in 1983 or at least he had suspected it and also I've always had a hunch that there had to be at least one moment where something happened because I get it being awkward anyway but there had to have been something happen between them for them to be so secretive, right?

3. The whole thing with Johnny's wedding seems suspicious to me but I was wondering what you thought about it. The reason I say this is because I've always found it interesting how Joe Moss was very pushy about Johnny marrying a 'strong woman' and that, even if he may not have been thinking about the idea. I wonder if it was partly because Moss wanted to sway Johnny away from Moz/hide something/stop any suspicion from the press. Idk, just rambling lol.

Thank you!

Thank you so much for all these amazing questions! And for your sweet comments!!

1) Johnny's sexuality is on paper assumed to be straight, but I don't believe that in the slightest. Johnny has always given me the impression he was bisexual. He was drawn to and fit in with other queer people from a very early age. His best friend Andrew Berry was gay, some of his other early best mates were queer. Johnny found community among these people and went on to form a band with an openly queer frontman. He encouraged and was excited about Moz writing lyrics about queer experiences and queer sex. Maybe he's the world's biggest ally, but I doubt it. He seems very much like Noel to me, and Clint. Where having wives and girlfriends gives you "straight people privileges" while behind closed doors they're very open about their sexual interest in both men and women. Johnny was very physically affectionate towards Moz, hanging off him, cuddling him, sleeping on his shoulder. He was this way with Bernard, too, and with Issac from Modest Mouse to some degree. He was also very physically affectionate towards Andy.

The one time I can recall Johnny trying to say he was straight he stumbled over the words. It's tagged on my blog somewhere, but it's in the Oxford Union interview from 2019. (Edit: Found it!) Otherwise he's never definitively said one way or the other how he identifies.

Also, these quotes from Johnny in the book The North Will Rise Again:

Like damn, Johnny. Tell me again how straight you are lmao

2) I go back and forth all the time about if Moz and Johnny were actually sexually intimate. I know, this is coming from me. The one active marrissey fanfic writer, but it's hard for me to say. I'd never heard that about Grant Showbiz though. I find him to be generally pretty trustworthy, so that's fascinating if he does think that. Because more than any other time, late 1983 is when I think their relationship could have become more than infatuation. Angie broke up with Johnny for a week or two in December 1983, before they first went to America. Joe Moss also left. They were alone together, there was no band manager around, really. Johnny was filling that role. There was plenty of opportunity. Because of Moz being so reserved, I don't know that they would have gone beyond making out and heavy petting while they were both drunk, but I think even that would lead to Moz' spiraling obsession becoming what we saw by 1987. Songs like Happy Lovers at Last United, Alastian Cousin, Suedehead ('it was a good lay'), You Must Please Remember, Speedway. So many songs suggesting something more happened between them. So to some degree yes, I think they had to have messed around some, though I imagine Johnny tried to back pedal and push Moz away because he feared losing the aforementioned 'straight privileges' that being with Angie had. Having a public and open affair with your frontman would have been a PR nightmare, and while I'm sure Moz didn't care - Johnny would.

3) Joe Moss being pushy about the wedding is also something I haven't heard, but I'm not surprised. Johnny didn't propose to Angie. He just asked her if they should get married, and then they did so the next day, in California. Hundreds of miles from their parents, their siblings, from their home. They didn't have a honeymoon until after Johnny left in June 1987, suggesting Johnny didn't prioritize their marriage. The wedding photographer wanted a lot of money for the wedding photos, and Johnny decided it wasn't worth it (yes, the photographer was scamming him, but surely you'd pay out the nose for your own wedding photos - like. Did he not know a single person to loan him the money? In 1985 he was snorting a mountain of cocaine a day, couldn't he sell some of that and buy them? There had to have been options). Marriage seemed like an afterthought to him. Moz calling Angie a 'sad veiled bride' is also weird. Yes, of course Moz was upset. Johnny didn't choose him, but I Know It's Over is hardly a resentful rant. It's a very honest song. And so that makes me wonder why exactly is Angie unhappy? Because Johnny is doing this out of peer pressure? Because she knows it's something he doesn't really want? I refer to it again and again, but Happy Lovers at Last United also brings this up. Why did Moz have to help repair Angie and Johnny's relationship? Was Johnny unfaithful? Just checked out? Disinterested? This is further compounded by the fact that Johnny was MIA for so much of Nile's and Sonny's childhood. Johnny talks endlessly about how him and Bernard were always together. They spent days in the studio, at times saying they were literally locked in there together. Johnny went on holiday with Bernard, Johnny went on tour with him. More than that, Johnny says he spent several days at a time high on acid or shrooms recording stuff for The The. How did his marriage to Angie survive that? Did his kids get to see him sober when they were growing up? Did they get to see him at all? I don't have definite answers to any of these things, but it's definitely troubling.

[r00kaline]

Random Bundle Of Junkrat Headcannons

-He strikes me as a person who always seems cold, but is usually feeling hot.

-He is straight, but only cause I have a feeling that he doesn't understand the community at all, he had many other things to worry about.

-Roadhog is like an older brother to him, ya'll are weird asf for shipping a 27 yo with somebody who is in his late 50's (my opinion).

-He doesn't like omnics, but he never actually used omnics as dummies before unlike other members of Junkertown would.

-He wears earplugs half of the time to save what is left of his hearing.

-Surprisingly, has amazing eyesight.

-His balance game is strong, have you seen his Running Rat emote? He can balance on his peg leg with ease.

-Not so good with kids, mainly because half of the time he doesn't know what they want from him.

-He can draw pretty well actually, usually, he draws random facial designs on papers, or weird people when he's bored.

-Very, VERY fast reader, and he comprehends it well too (same my guy).

-He doesn't actually hate all omnics, he's curious, have you heard his interactions with Rammatra before? He's curious about the guy.

-Not religious whatsoever, but probably because he doesn't know much about it in the first place.

-He likes coffee a lot, but he genuinely cant handle hard caffeine, like espresso, so he often gets something on the sweeter side.

-Unlike his balance, his motor skills are a bit wonky, he has shaky hands, like he was taking crack his whole life.

-He can't decipher romantic feelings from platonic half the time, so he just vibes with whatever is going on till the person figures it out for him.

-Falls asleep very quickly, like a damn marine.

-The only reason Jamison would probably join Overwatch, is to get away from his criminal record, either because he wants to be a better person, or just to mask it.

-Amazing at making sand castles, like extremely good, the guy can make a palace out of sand in a couple of hours.

-When he takes his mech hand off, there's a small electrode that helps him move his hand very smoothly, and with the modified technology of OW2 universe, it manages to basically allow him to feel the movement and control it like an arm.

-When he was little, he had a light tooth gap.

-0 body hair, he is a twink.

-Professional at slithering his way out of questions, use the interaction he had with Lifeweaver when he was asked if Roadhog was his significant other.

-When he zones out, he genuinely looks sad even though he isn't.

-Not a big fan of working with music. When he works, he needs either pure and utter silence, or somebody talking to him or near him.

-Doesn't have a hunch because surprisingly has a very good sitting posture.

-His hair is put up a lot more often than people think.

-Has a tattoo on his upper thigh of one of his weird smiley faces. --- Bellow are some romantic headcannons, this includes you being his lover (in our case, somebody with the female anatomy) ---

-No interpretation of boundaries whatsoever unless set directly.

-At some point, his heists can often mean more to him than his partner, but with time, it can change.

-Likes people shorter than him, he finds it "cute".

-Actually isn't overly touchy, he's never had physical affection, so it can weird him out a lot at first, but he gets used to it quickly and begins to initiate it just as fast.

-Loves kissing, like any type of kissing, from pecks to make outs. He's very messy with it.

-When you call him out, he puckers out his lips and just looks at you.

-Doesn't care for body shapes or types whatsoever, he however likes peoples hands a lot for some reason, his aren't so clean, he knows he's committed crimes, and even though he's proud of them half of the time, it's nice to see someone who cant compare.

-Takes some said things out of context, like sexual hints.

-If you guys do ever have sex, he would lay against you after, looking up at you with his head between your tits (any sized tits, tits are a privilege to lay against, it's tits guys.)

-More of a visual person, very, loves feeling your anywhere.

-Would oppose to pretty much anything you ask, if you ask him to put his hair up, he would, you ask him to do something, he would.

-Scared of being a father a bit, as mentioned before, not a big fan of kids (me too brother.)

-Loves sharing food with you, a lot, it's one of his love languages, along with gift giving and quality time.

-Extremely messy kisser by nature, he doesn't want to learn though.

--- Who should I do next?? Let me know. ---

[cure-icy-writes]

It’s been two years and I am STILL mad at the ending of Wonder Egg Priority. Maybe enough to brainstorm a better ending for them.

-Starting with episode 10, Kaoru’s trauma is shown in much less graphic detail. Rather than outright assault, his trauma consisted of realizing that a trusted mentor just viewed him as Girl Lite after he made that person his only support system, and his mentor's romantic/sexual intentions towards him aren't made explicit. It tones down the graphic abuse, while also creating a character foil to Momoe, who feels like girls see her as Boy Lite and constrain her to their fantasies and gender roles. Momoe is more explicitly trans, and the episode makes a point that Acca and Ura-acca don’t actually know shit. Kaoru’s suicide wasn’t a “feminine” one, it just got lumped in with the rest because he wasn’t openly out and was buried under his deadname.

-the friends that frill created, rather than. You know. Brutally murdering and traumatizing anyone? They just show up as vaguely unsettling messengers who aren’t supposed to be there. And they start asking pointed questions. Why was Kaoru in the egg? Can the suicides of boys and girls really be separated so easily? Momoe is a gnc trans girl. She experiences gender differently than her cis friends. And the experience leaves her shaken in her faith of the Accas. She’s completed the game, but it’s bittersweet. She has closure, but the dead cannot truly be brought back to life. All that can be done is to create a parallel world, another chance for them to live in, and to say goodbye.

-Rika completes her game, and gets to say she’s sorry. She realizes that eating food in public without being mocked? That’s basically thin privilege. Her arc ends with her asking her mom to make her some comfort food. Frill’s friend asks why, exactly, Rika said what she did, abused her position of power. We see her manager, a grown ass adult man, and the silhouette of her father.

-Neiru isn’t a robot AI because that makes no fucking sense. Instead, she parallels Frill, as a “created girl” who was born to fulfill expectations. It’s revealed that her sister stabbed her and committed suicide because the expectations made her snap, because she wanted to destroy the image of the “perfect girl” as a final act of spite. She apologizes to Neiru, for not seeing her as a person but a tool.

-Ai completes her game, and gets closure with Koito— their friendship was kind of fucked up and gay in the way that repressed thirteen year old girls with codependence issues tend to be, and they actually talk about that. Koito reveals that their teacher strung her along, pushed them apart, and she committed suicide because of the guilt that she’d been complicit in Ai’s grooming.

-Ai tells her mom that she doesn’t feel safe around her teacher. Her mom believes her, and Momoe slowly comes to terms with the realization that she’s been putting her uncle on a pedestal because he was supportive of her transition, but she needs to believe her fellow women. The dude doesn’t go to jail but there’s a marked difference in how the girls talk about him.

-Frill and Himari get to take back their narratives. Frill is literally just a baby created by misogynists, and she decides to crawl out of the basement fridge and tell her dads “yeah I didn’t kill your daughter. She realized that she was just a replacement, that you people saw a daughter as a replaceable toy to make for fun, and she couldn’t take it. Anyways have a nice life lol” and chops off her hair, leaving it in a pile on their doorstep.

-The series ends with the girls taking control of the magical egg gacha— something thematic about girls supporting girls and taking back control from the institutions run by men who exploit their pain and grief for money. There’s a timeskip where Ai graduates school and starts working from home, Momoe gets gayer and starts building up a transgender support network, Rika moves away from home into her own apartment and starts rebuilding her fraught relationship with her mother, and Neiru is shown running the egg gacha for free, and with explicit warnings to the girls who come looking for closure.

-The temptation of death is posited as a human urge, something that exists at rock bottom, but one that teenage girls are especially vulnerable to in a society that will take advantage of them. And warriors of Eros? Those are the ones who choose love. Ai.

anyways. I think that ties up all the character arcs and plot threads? It would be nice if canon had given us this but ah well. I can dream

[xxrainshadowsxx]

New Elite Chapter 3

The music from the previous dance has just ended as you make your way to the dance floor, and an elegant waltz has begun. That’s good. You could dance a waltz in your sleep, even with your nerves as frayed as they are. It will be one last thing to have to worry about as you try and decipher Mr. Onceler’s motives in asking you to dance.

You’d thought the man was completely disinterested. During your brief introduction before, he’d hardly even bothered to look at you, let alone speak with you. Every other person you’d met that evening at least had the courtesy to acknowledge your presence. But to him, you might as well have been part of the wall… up until the moment he stole the first dance with you.

You settle into hold, one of your hands in his, the other placed delicately on his shoulder. His free hand was light as a feather on the small of your back; you almost didn’t feel it. The music starts properly and your feet methodically go through the steps you know by heart, while you wait with bated breath for him to say anything, anything at all.

For the first minute or so, there’s silence, and it’s nigh unbearable. Finally, he asks a question. “Your family… how long have they been in New York?”

 The question is so bizarre it very nearly throws even your precise footwork off. “Um, four generations,” you murmur. “My family has been in the United States longer than that. We moved over from England before the Revolutionary War, but we originally settled in Philadelphia. It was during the Jefferson administration that we moved to New York.”

“And how far back can you trace your family lineage?” he presses, though you can’t fathom why he’s so obsessed with your family line. He’s looking at you intently now, waiting for your next answer. You almost preferred being ignored by him. This intense scrutiny was almost too much for you to bear. You swallow heavily and clear your throat before you manage to find your voice.

“My family made a name for themselves during the War of the Roses,” you explain, and miraculously, your voice doesn’t quiver. “An ancestor of mine was an ardent supporter of Henry VII, so when Henry won and took the throne, my family was given a place in court. We were favorites until coming to America. Reportedly, my great-great-great grandfather disliked George III, and didn’t enjoy the same privileges we were once afforded. He decided to try American society over British society, then helped efforts during the war.” You were probably revealing too much about your family line at this point, but it was a subject you knew rather a lot about. Your father, when he was still alive, was obsessed with his ancestry, and ensured you knew exactly where you had come from.

“You know quite a lot about history,” he remarks with a smirk. “Pray tell, is this an actual passion of yours, or is it just yourself you’re interested in?”

You narrow your eyes at him. You could be vain about your looks, you admitted that, but you didn’t find your worth through who you were related to. He asked the question, and you gave him an answer. “History is fascinating, sir,” you say, choosing to answer his question instead of lashing out just yet. You would take him down a peg, but you’d do it like a lady. If this was anyone else, you wouldn’t dare do this, but he was infuriating you, and you didn’t need or want his good opinion anyway. “If one doesn’t learn from history, one is doomed to repeat it. It’s necessary for women to know this, for I’ve yet to see a man who understands this lesson.”

Oh, your mother would scalp you if she could hear you. She hates it when you unleash what she calls you “razor tongue,” and society would be scandalized by some of the things that come out of your mouth, but you couldn’t be bothered to care at the moment. This man had lost the opportunity for your good opinion, and if he wanted to insult you, you were more than happy to let him have your razor tongue.

You expect him to get quiet, perhaps offer you a glare, and drop you as soon as possible. You’re not expecting him to throw back his head and laugh, but that’s the reaction he gives. “A socialite with a mouth? I do believe a call to the Vatican is in order to report a miracle,” he chuckles. His mirth just vexes you further, and you’re left as the one glaring at him. Being annoyed that he insulted you isn’t a cause for a miracle, it’s basic logic.

“Tell me, do you enjoy being a tyrant?” you hiss. “I don’t know what I’ve done to earn your ire.”

He raises an eyebrow at that. “You haven’t. If you’d earned my ire or my scorn, trust me, you would know, and you would know exactly why. I’m not in the habit of playing the mind games society seems to favor.” His mouth twists even as he says these words, as if to leave no room for doubt. Yet his words and his actions hardly match up.

“You say you dislike mind games, yet you delight in playing one with me, sir,” you accuse him. 

Yet again, his reaction confuses you; instead of denying it or even admitting his guilt, he simply looks even more amused. “Please, tell me how I’ve been playing with your mind,” he says, his eyes sparking with the challenge. “Because I assure you, my dear, I’ve been quite upfront with you.”

You bite the inside of your cheek. You don’t particularly want to whine about how he ignored you; it sounds petulant even in your mind. Instead, you decide your best course of action is to play coy. “You know very well what you did. I shall not give you the satisfaction of spelling it out for you,” you say, lifting your chin just slightly. You would not allow him to think he had damaged your pride.

The hand on the small of your back twitches for a moment, and you think you might have finally succeeded in throwing him off of his game. However, before you can revel in your victory, he pulls you closer to him, causing your breath to catch in your throat. “A socialite with a mouth and wit to boot. I think that is a miracle indeed,” he whispers just before the orchestra plays the final note of the song. His hold on you almost releases, though he still keeps one of your hands in his. “Thank you for honoring me with that dance,” he smirks before bending to kiss the back of your hand again. It couldn’t be more different from the last time he did this–he keeps eye contact with you the whole time and his lips linger. Surprisingly, you find you don’t mind much (which in and of itself is concerning).

You dip into a hasty curtsey as he finally releases your hand, then make your way back over to your table, looking straight ahead but seeing nothing. You can feel his piercing blue eyes staring at you from behind, and it takes every ounce of your willpower not to look back at him.

Of course, there’s another formidable force waiting for you back at your table–your mother still sits there, and her expression is ice. There was nothing you could have done differently, you’d only shared one dance with Mr. Onceler, but you hope she won’t find a way to place the blame for his sudden interest on you. You had done your very best to express your disdain for him, though why it only seemed to make him more interested, you couldn’t fathom. But you had sincerely tried.

Before you can take your seat again, your path is intercepted by Thomas Hunte. “I wonder if I could have the honor of the next two dances with you, milady?” he offers with a somewhat charming smile. You don’t particularly want to, seeing as your feet are already beginning to ache, but you have a shrewd suspicion that the rest of the night is going to consist of getting passed between various men for dances with very few chances to rest. So you force a smile on your face and accept, allowing him to lead you back to the dance floor.

It was supposed to be easier this time around. It was supposed to be better this time around. You’d accepted that you had to look for a husband, and as far as your options went, Thomas Hunte was definitely a good choice. He was a good conversationalist, pleasant enough, and there were no glaring flaws that you could detect. He was a bit older, yes, but he wasn’t a decrepit old man. He also fit all of your mother’s qualifications, and seemed interested in you. By all rights, you should be pursuing this with your whole heart.

But for some deranged, unknown reason, you couldn’t stop yourself from glancing into a corner, where Mr. Onceler had joined other men to drink brandy and smoke cigars. You didn’t even like Mr. Onceler. So why did you keep staring?

What was worse, no matter how much you tried, you couldn’t help yourself from comparing Thomas Hunte and Mr. Onceler. The former, though he kept a good conversation going, spoke almost solely about himself, whereas Mr. Onceler said very little about himself and asked about you instead. You knew you shouldn’t blame Thomas for this, it was expected for men to make themselves seem important, but secretly, you thought you liked Mr. Onceler’s way better. You’d felt heard, which was a feeling you’d only ever experienced with Nellie before. Insulted, yes. But still heard. And for a woman, that was a rarity indeed.

There was also the physical aspect. While you knew the most important thing was personality, and that would ultimately be the most important factor if you got a say in your future husband, you were still a young woman and you weren’t immune to liking attractive men. Thomas wasn’t bad looking. Far from it. But you preferred Mr. Onceler’s dark hair to Thomas’ sandy coloring, and the former’s height was also an advantage. And of course, there was also those striking blue eyes that Mr. Onceler possessed, which Thomas’ brown ones could never hope to compete with.

But you must stop these thoughts. Personality was the most crucial thing after all, and Mr. Onceler’s was atrocious. He’d belittled you and refused to give you a reason for his hot and cold behavior. Even with the desperate times your family was in, you deserved better than that.

It was all a moot point anyway. Your mother would never agree to that union even if you were interested. Mr. Onceler was New Money, and that fact was his death knell.

He didn’t ask to dance with anyone else, however, which you found odd. There was no shortage of young women there, who your mother regarded as your competition. He stayed with the other men for the most part. The only other woman he spoke to was occasionally Mrs. Ryan.

You didn’t have too much opportunity to scrutinize his behavior, though. Just as you predicted, now that dancing had started, you hardly had a free moment. You managed to plead exhaustion once or twice, but for the most part, you were on your feet, being passed through so many partners it was impossible to keep track of all their names. You could tell some of them had more preference for you than others, but by the end of the night, you knew you should be focusing your attention on Thomas. You could tell your mother liked him too, which was a boon. It meant an easier time if it came to a courtship.

Finally, Governor Dix called for peace and quiet as he and Mrs. Dix took center stage for speeches. You took a seat next to your mother, almost out of breath from the hours of dancing you’d put yourself through, and you did your best to look as though you were paying attention.

But out of the corner of your eye, you spot Mr. Onceler on the other side of the room again. He’s nursing a drink and not bothering to even pretend to be paying attention. Instead, he’s staring directly at you, his expression unreadable.

You try and train your focus back on the Dix’s, but the intensity of his gaze makes it impossible for you to stop your own eyes from flickering in his direction every few seconds. You're sure he notices since he never stops looking at you, and the smirk that appears on his face all but confirms that.

He was insufferable. Utterly infuriating. You hated that he was occupying so much of your thoughts. You were being stupid, you were painfully aware of that, but try as you might, you couldn't seem to expel him from your mind.

Therefore, it's a relief when the Dix's finish their speeches. That means the ball, as well as your never-racking debutante, has come to an end. You're sure your mother will want to linger a bit to offer people she considers important a farewell, but the time to leave was so close you could almost taste it.

You stand, and sure enough your mother grabs your arm and immediately makes a beeline for the Hunte's, though she's waylaid by Mrs. Ryan. You almost giggle at the stone-cold look on her face, and only just stop yourself in time.

But as your mother's distracted, for the second time that night you feel a hand on your shoulder, and this time you instantly know who it belongs to. You force yourself to remain stoic instead of flying into a panic as instinct is telling you, then turn to face him.

Mr. Onceler stands there, as you knew he would be. He makes a short bow to you, and you incline your head back, being mindful to hold your tongue, but to also appear aloof. Even though your mother was distracted, she was still within earshot, and wouldn't be happy with you being too rude or seemingly interested. You would have to play this carefully.

“It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance tonight, my lady,” he says, though his eyes are still sparking with mischief as he takes your hand to kiss it for the third time that night.

“And yours, sir,” you say coolly, pulling your hand back as soon as you're able. As you close your hand, however, you feel something in your palm that wasn't there before. Covertly, you glance down and find he's managed to put a slip of paper into your hand.

You almost unfold it, but he gives an almost imperceptible shake of his head, and at the same time, you hear your mother manage a goodbye to Mrs. Ryan. You quickly shove the paper underneath the hem of your glove just before your mother turns back to you.

“‘Bye, ladies! I'm sure I'll be seeing much, much more of you,” Mrs. Ryan calls with a twinkle in her eye before finally taking her leave. Your mother has a near permanent grimace on her face now.

“Oh, I loathe that awful woman,” she despairs. “Hurry now. We must catch the Hunte’s before they leave. If we’re lucky, Thomas Hunte will be calling on you within the next few weeks. You did well to make an impression on him.”

You simply nod, and follow her lead to say your farewells to the Hunte’s and the Dix’s. The whole time, the note Mr. Onceler gave you is burning a hole in your skin, giving you even more of a reason to want to get home. Your curiosity to what it says is simply eating at you.

After the eternity of the evening, the buggy returns, and ten cold minutes later, you’re home, where you nearly collapse into Nellie’s arms. You expect a scolding from your mother for that–it’s not at all proper behavior–but she manages a small smile. “You must be tired. I know I was after my own debutante. But you did well tonight. You managed to capture the interest of the Hunte heir… even with that awful Mr. Onceler trying to steal your time.” She suddenly pulls a face. “I hope you did nothing to encourage him to pursue things further with you?”

“Of course not,” you assure her with a sigh. “I was polite but very cool to him, Mother, I promise. I tried much harder to gain the affection of Mr. Hunte.”

“Good,” she nods in approval. “That would be a highly advantageous match, as I’m sure you know. Well, get you to bed. You need to recover; I expect young Mr. Hunte will be calling on you soon, and we must get you ready for that.”

You have no arguments there. You feel nearly ready to pass out where you stand. However, you allow Nellie to lead you to your room, where you collapse at your vanity. She starts undoing your hair and removing your jewelry, letting you sit in silence for a few minutes before speaking up. “So, I hear you managed to catch the eyes of a few gentlemen tonight,” she smiles warmly. “You must tell me all about it. Who is in your favor?”

You’re about to say Thomas Hunte’s name, but the words stick in your throat. Though you’d spend the night convincing your mother, and indeed, yourself, of your interest in the man, telling Nellie the same suddenly makes you feel sick to your stomach, like you’re lying to her.

“I-I’m not sure,” you say instead. “It was only one night, and I think I need more time to process everything, so I can really comprehend all that happened.”

“Well, I suppose that’s fair,” Nellie acquiesces with a little hum. “Can you give me your arms, please? I’ll take your gloves.” You wearily do, but as Nellie removes the right one from your arm, the slip of paper from Mr. Onceler falls out, surprising the both of you; you’d nearly forgotten about it. Nellie leans down to pick it up, but for once you’re faster than her. You snatch it up from the ground quick as lightning, your sleepiness quite forgotten.

“I think you might’ve had a better night than you let on if you’re already getting secret love notes from gentlemen!” Nellie trills, but you ignore her as you open the note to an elegant script.

I expect I shall see you quite soon. Until then, I hope I can occupy a part of your mind, my lady.

What on earth was that supposed to mean? He would see you soon? He couldn’t possibly be planning on attempting to court you, could he? 

Only one thing was certain. He had absolutely cemented a place for himself in your thoughts. And you couldn’t decide whether or not you were happy about that.

[starlit-clouds]

Headcanons about the ADA members’ love languages!

(Note: while some of these could be interpreted to apply to romantic partners, I mostly hc them as ways they show they care platonically to other members in the ADA)

Members included: Ranpo, Yosano, Kunikida, Dazai, Kenji, Atsushi, Kyouka, Fukuzawa,

Ranpo:

I’ll start with the obvious one:

Ranpo will give snacks and candy to people he cares about

It’s mostly only when someone is upset and he needs a way to cheer them up

Someone will be crying and he’ll just walk up to them, shove a piece of candy or a (single) chip into their hands. Repeat until they stop crying. This tactic works by people being touched by the action or just so confused they stop. Either way, Ranpo will count it as a success

However,

Another less obvious one is how he’ll use ‘Super Deduction’ sometimes

He’ll only do it for people he really cares about

Like one time Yosano’s butterfly clip was stolen, and he hunted the person who stole it to the ends of the Earths

Yosano got her clip back and the guy who stole it was never heard from again

But one time he also just told her which store would have the best deal on clothings that day

After that, Yosano started trying to abuse the fact he would use ‘Super Deduction’ for her, so anyways that’s the reason why he’s so reluctant to do it now except for big things

(Yosano ruined it for everyone else who would want to abuse the privilege as well lol)

Yosano

While, yes, she mostly brings people along for clothes shopping so they can carry the bags, she will also sometimes do it because she cares

She’ll point out clothes that the person may like and may (occasionally) buy them for that person

It could work by just buying the items for that person as a gift, but it’s also about spending time with that person and getting feedback about the choices, learning what they like

She’ll give gift cards and stuff, but she will then insist with going with them to go shopping

Ranpo has a lot of clothes he has only ever worn once (at the store to see if they would fit and then never again. They just sit in his closest)

But it was mostly just the experience of shopping together, so Yosano counted it as bonding

(And they did bond)

She’s helped most of the ADA members pick out their outfits. Even if she doesn’t quite approve with most of their fashion preferences, she knows they like them so she tolerates some of the more questionable choices

Kunikida

He’ll make schedules for people

If someone is ever overwhelmed with all the stuff they have to do, Kunikida will list it all out in manageable steps for them in a checklist

He used to be a teacher (*cough* private tutor *cough cough*) so he has a lot of patience (for everyone but Dazai).

If someone is freaking out about something that’s almost due, he’ll sit them down and patiently talk them through it and help them finish it

Dazai abused this fact one too many times so now Kunikida refuses to help him with anything, because he will end up just doing it all

He won’t ever fully do paperwork for someone all by himself, but he’s always willing to help (as long as the other person will actually do something)

Dazai

As much as Dazai loves causing problems on purpose, he actually has a way he shows that he cares

Except it’s not really showing that he cares, because no one ever knows that it’s him

He’ll solve problems before they can get too big or before they’re even noticed

He’ll cause small problems for the agency like chucking Kunikida’s notebook out the window or pressing all the buttons in the elevator so it has to go to every single floor in between before it reaches its final destination, but if there’s something that’s threatening the agency, it shall be dealt with swiftly and silently

Many disasters have been avoided because of this

(It mostly involves killing the person responsible, but that’s why he doesn’t tell the agency)

(Also because he refuses to let other people know that he cares)

Kenji

He likes trying to solve problems for others

In very unconventional ways

Someone once said they were thirsty, so he left, and returned an hour later with a cow

After the immediate chaos that followed with Kenji somehow getting a cow inside, the person got their milk and the cow was returned to its original owner safely

Someone was once sad so he brought a horse, because horses always cheer him up!

The person was cheered up

The horse got many many treats before they managed to get it back out of the building

Someone was once hungry because they didn’t get to eat breakfast, so Kenji brought some chickens for eggs

The eggs were very delicious. There was enough for everyone. No one actually complained about this incident

There are so many moments where Kenji is solving problems like this, and all the ADA members are actually very touched that he goes through all of the effort for them, so they just let him bring animals inside

(Though sometimes Kunikida doesn’t always approve. Especially when Kenji is bring cows into the building)

Atsushi

He grew up in an orphanage, so he didn’t really get access to many things that were just for enjoyment

I headcanon that working at the ADA actually pays VERY well, just because of the sheer amount of cases they solve on a daily basis. Also they arrest a lot of criminals (also on a weekly basis), so they’re probably getting some money from that as well

So when Atsushi suddenly gets his first paycheck, sees all the money he now has, having no idea how to spend it all, he’ll just buy a lot of gifts for other members

It’s mostly things that don’t really have a purpose, and are just there to enjoy

In the WAN, he bought Dazai flowers as thanks (which no matter how much people say they are good for decorations, they die in a couple weeks and effectively have no use)

I headcanon him as doing gestures like that very often for a lot of other people he cares about

He’ll buy stuffed animals and things for Kyouka and Kenji

He buys way more notebooks than Kunikida could ever use in a lifetime for him

He ends up getting a lot of snacks for Ranpo

Yosano will mention off hand some sort of jewelry or something she had seen, and he’ll get it

He just still feels so grateful to all of the agency members, so he’ll do things for everyone

Kyouka:

She’ll copy other people’s gestures

If Atsushi gets her a stuffed animal, she’ll get him the same one but maybe in like a different color or something (and sometimes just the exact same version)

Ranpo will give her a snack and she’ll give him the same brand and type of snack back

(Ranpo abuses this fact to get the same amount of candy/snacks he has given back, but still increases the amount of bonding they have done. Net gain)

Kunikida once gave her a schedule so she gave him a schedule as well. It ended up matching exactly with his schedule he had made for the day already, but he was still touched by the gesture

She helped Dazai hide a body once for one of his ‘problem solving’ sprees. I will not elaborate anymore

Fukuzawa

He’s like a cat

Even just hanging out in the same room is bonding

It’s all about the Slow Blink™

Just spending time with his members

It may sometimes look like he’s bringing someone somewhere, but it’s the other way around

Ranpo will make Fukuzawa bring him to the restaurant. It’s not really forcing him to do anything because they are Bonding™!

He’ll go shopping with Yosano sometimes. He doesn’t ever buy anything, but they are still Bonding™!

He once had all of the ADA members volunteer at an animal shelter together. They were all Bonding™ together! (He hung out with the cats the entire time and the rest of the members joined him at one point or another)

He cares about all of his members and has had a one on one Bonding™ event with each one of them at some point

(Sorry for not including Tanizaki. I know exactly zero things about his character, so I wasn’t really sure how to do headcanons for him)

Feel free to add your own ideas/headcanons! I’d love to see what other people headcanon about these characters!

[stingslikeabee]

❛ Should I use ShinRa's dental to replace my teeth with silver fangs? ❜

unscripted asks . always accepting

A diamond was a girl's best friend - a timeless saying that was preserved among upperplate ladies for one engagement after the other. Melissa, while not a topside resident (and arguably not even a lady, in the views of many), had to disagree on that front despite the incredible size of the rock on the finger of her left hand - she happened to have two best friends, then.

The second one was the redhead Turk lounging just behind her - Reno had finished his shower and personal care routine, dressed in a ridiculously expensive fluffy robe and turned on the TV to the most trashy content available (a reality show with couples fighting each other to remain on some little island close to Costa, if the madame heard it right). Melissa was on the table nearby, eyes inspect one page after the other from a series of leaflets and booklets that Reno had never really paused to consider.

The materials of his benefit package - sent by Shinra's human resources department and which he had no use for. In addition to the actual cash he got from the company and the very comfortable lifestyle it offered, the Turk didn't have any other pressing needs. But that changed after their marriage of convenience - as Reno's lawfully wedded wife, Melissa was now entitled to all these incredible little things.

Discounted fares for Costa del Sol if boarding the company's vessel; two pairs of tickets for any spectacles sponsored by Shinra at Loveless avenue per month; a series of vouchers to be cashed out restaurants that had been favorably regarded by top company management; priority when making reservation at the best Junon inns, particularly during celebrations of the military. The company even went as far as selecting employees through a lottery process for an all-paid vacation of five days at the Gold Saucer to boost morale!

Melissa was living for the benefits - nothing short of a privilege that people like her had never been afforded and could never dream of unless they married into the company, apparently. The fact that Reno was free to continue his life (including his sexual one) as he saw fit did not represent a breach of any terms - all Shinra required was for a paper saying they were wedded... Which was a bulletproof arrangement for the brunette, too.

(Who would be insane to fuck with her establishment or her girls knowing she was married to a Turk? One of the most dangerous jobs within Shinra, and the reason they were also paid so well?)

So when the question came from behind her, Melissa actually paused everything and turned around in the chair, craning her body to look at the redhead. They had discussed the dental insurance earlier - one of the few things Reno did recommend, and which made a lot of difference for a slum kid like him to fit in (the woman could see why, of course). The joke, however, didn't have his wife laughing - but instead removing the reading glasses off her face very seriously, folding it in a classical pensive move.

"Well. There is nothing in the rules saying you couldn't do it. Personally, I do think it matches your brand," the brunette smiled, then regarded Reno with a pointed look that was the prelude of her own comeback, "But if you want honest advice from your darling wife? Don't do it. Can see that being a problem if you feel like sucking dick and the guy is distracted," Melissa then outright grinned, obviously finding the idea hilarious in her head, "It's not that I don't think you give awesome head, my dear. It's just that I'm sure some men out there won't be able to handle you."

Leaning back, the smirk faded - but not entirely, and the madame's honeyed eyes were still sparkling with humor. "Unless you like it bloody, then go for it. Be happy, bite a dick."