#the reds and blues were rivals tho

[jevilowo]

MY OPINIONS ON VARIOUS TF2 SHIPS

For funsies

SCIENCE PARTY:

fun ship, but they're GodComplex4GodComplex and I fear that would only end in disaster

TOASTED SANDVICH:

if there is one heavypyro fan on this stupid baka planet it is me. shout out to menacing quiet individuals who like violence but have a soft side fr.

BLOODY SUIT:

literally The Original toxic yaoi rivals to lovers red blue combo ship. speeding bullet and napoleon complex fans WISH they had our shared update and corresponding voice lines

BATTING HELMET: (scout n solly)

i just think it's really funny trust me on this one guys. have you seen them in the fourth comic it's a constant "yes, and" bit between the two of them. soldier's love language is choking people out.

HIT AND A MISS: (scout n pauling)

like most ms pauling ships, i'm only into it if scout's a cool lesbian. which he is not most of the time.

RED OKTOBERFEST:

AAAAAAAAAAAAA literally the ship of all time save me heavymedic save me. if they don't smooch in the next comic i will become jay pinkerton's personal sleep paralysis demon.

SPEEDING BULLET:

my feelings on it are Complicated. twas my first love (otp) in this fandom, but the overabundance of twinky uwu scout and daddy dom snoipah has built up some resentment on my part. call me back when people stop making up imaginary life problems for sniper to comfort scout over.

NAPOLEON COMPLEX: (Spy n Engie)

literally just rarjack if they were boys and not horses to me and i'm not even an mlp fan. it's alright, just doesn't really stick out to me.

SPYMA:

LITERALLY THE POWERCOUPLE EVER TRULY A LOVE STORY FOR THE AGES or at least the version that exists in my head is. i have so much made up spyma lore it's crazyyy. bonus points if they're polying up they cule with sniper it's quickly becoming my favourite genre of fanart (i have seen at maximum three)

SUPPORT SANDWICH: (spy n sniper n medic)

in my opinion, it is healthy for everyone to have at least one ship they just like bc they think it's hot. for me, that is support sandwich. not much else to say on that the fics are all banging go look them up.

SNIDOS: (sniper n GLaDOS)

hell yeah.

ADMINPAULING:

i used to like it a lot, but timelining implies ms pauling's been working for helen since her mid teens at the latest so i no longer like it. 4chan leaks my beloathed pleaseee don't make them kiss i think it would kill me in a bad way

URINE SAMPLE: (medic n sniper)

there's a lot of werewolf and vampire stuff for these two on ao3 which is pretty fun. and i'm way more likely to find sniper angst under the medicsniper tag than sb and bs which is always a plus.

FRENCH TOAST: (spyro)

have you seen that one animation where pyro gives birth to spy's child and gordon freeman is there at one point. yeahhhh. the ship's pretty cute tho spy would be sooo soft for pyro they'd light his cigarettes for him.

BOOTS AND BOMBS:

THE FORBIDDEN RED/BLU ROMANCE GOES CRAZY I ADORE IT. same team bnb is pretty banging too. bonus points if they're polying up they cule with zhanna.

SPYPAULING:

HEAR ME OUT ON THIS ONE. imagine. spy x pauling. yuri. that will be all.

SWORDVAN:

SWORDVAN MY LOVE!!! idk what it is about demo and sniper together but HELL YEAH TOP 5 SHIPS FR FR. shout out to the guy still writing monsterous intent, they're like single handedly carrying the swordvandom.

TEXAS TOAST:

I used to think "this is cute" but then my friend got really really into it and that hyped me up into "THIS IS ONE OF THE BEST SHIPS OF ALL TIME" territory. bonus points if they're yuri! shout out to Technicolor California, my current favourite fanfic of all time (it overtook running blind in the interal rankings). oh yeah insert mandatory "no hate to engie and pyro father son dynamic preferers" message here lol.

Ok that's enough I will cover more at some point maybe.

[kathrahender]

My opinion about Harry Potter Ships (1/2)

Hinny (Harry Potter/Ginny Weasley): NO. Just NO. Please their romance was so forced and there was no chemistry between them in the movie (and I watched the movies before reading the books... so yeah, it affected my perception about them) 👎

Romione (Ron Weasley/Hermione Granger): In the books they were a better couple- but in the movie their development was almost null- so no thanks. 😬

Harmione (Harry Potter/Hermione Granger): "They're just friends". Still a better ship than Hinny/Romione tho. Their interactions were far more beautiful than any other ship involving Harry or Hermione. 🙌

Ronarry (Ron Weasley/Harry Potter): If I was Harry and I had to chose a Weasley to date with- I would choose Ron. Not saying anything else. 🧡🤎

Dron (Draco Malfoy/Ron Weasley): Enemies to lovers. Enemies to lovers. Enemies to- (Besides, their families don't like each other so they would be Romeo/Juliet coded) 💞

Drarry (Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter): I'm a fan of Slytherin/Gryffindor pairings, and a fan of rivals to lovers so- I LOVE DRARRY SO MUCH. 😍😍😍😍

Dramione (Draco Malfoy/Hermione Granger): It's literally like a straight version of Drarry- SO I'M IN! 💖

Huna (Harry Potter/Luna Lovegood): I tell you, I ship them more than I ship Romione/Hinny. Although I have never read a fic of them, they had cute moments. ☺️

Linny (Ginny Weasley/Luna Lovegood): Luna is a Ravenclaw. Ginny is a Gryffindor. Ravenclaw is Blue. Gryffindor is Red. I LOVE RED-BLUE PAIRINGS. 💖💖

Pansmione (Pansy Parkinson/Hermione Granger) & Blaron (Blaise Zabini/Ron Weasley): Another Slytherin/Gryffindor pairing? And another enemies-to-lovers? And also lesbian/gay? Hell YES. 💞💞💞💞

Hedric (Cedric Diggory/Harry Potter): Their relationship in the fourth movie/book was cute and pure and I will never forgive them for killing Cedric. He was a good friend to Harry and he could have been more than that :(

Chedric (? (Cedric Diggory/Cho Chang): Yes. Just yes. I don't know why, but they are so cute for me. 🥺

Charry (Harry Potter/Cho Chang): This might be controvesial but I like them (definitely more than Hinny). They were kinda cute.

Dransy (Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson): I don't know what to think about this. Part of me says "They're besties". The other part says "They look cute together". Let's say I'm more inclined to say YES. 😉

Lunsy (Pansy Parkinson/Luna Lovegood): It's a Slytherin/Ravenclaw pairing. That's all I need to know. Just yes. 💙💚💙💚💙💚

Hansy (Harry Potter/Pansy Parkinson): It's like Drarry but the love interest is a girl instead of a boy. So it's a yes for me.

Nuna (Neville Longbottom/Luna Lovegood): You know for one moment I thought they would be canon and I shipped them-

Deamus (Dean Thomas/Seamus Finnigan): They belong together. I don't accept objections. 😆😆

Flintwood (Marcus Flint/Oliver Wood): Two captains, one from Gryffindor and the other from Slytherin, in a relationship? Yes.

Blamione (Blaise Zabini/Hermione Granger) & Ronsy (Ron Wealey/Pansy Parkinson): They're like Pansmione and Blaron but with the love interest reversed so YES.

Ginmione (Ginny Weasley/Hermione Granger): Friends to lovers? Two Gryffindor? A sapphic ship? Perfect. ✨

Dinny (Dean Thomas/Ginny Weasley): They were canon but they're not my thing. I prefer Ginny with Hermione/Luna and Dean with Seamus.

Drastoria (Draco Malfoy/Astoria Greengrass): Not my thing neither but I guess they're good. 👌

Druna (Draco Malfoy/Luna Lovegood): I ship Draco with Harry/Ron/Hermione so it's a no for me. Besides I see them as besties. 😔

Chomione (Cho Chang/Hermione Granger): Never thought of it but it seems interesting. 👀

Fremione (Fred Weasley/Hermione Granger): It's not bad but If I were Hermione and I had to date a Weasley- I would choose Ginny. But they're not a bad ship ;)

Geormione (George Weasley/Hermione Granger): The same argument as the previous ship.

Lovander (Rolf Scamander/Luna Lovegood): They're okay but not my thing.

[asarajaa]

hi sarah 🥰

it’s so hard to find regular blue lock writers omg

can i make a request? it’s alright if you can’t tho

can i request the reader meeting chigiri’s mother and sister after the u20 match? i feel like it’d be so funny bc they kinda embarrassed him during the match by calling out to him lmao 😭

imagine him getting embarrassed by them in front of his gf (who they didn’t know about until they saw her at the u20 match, she’s like the manager of bllk) and he tries to drag her away but ends up getting teased by his sister 🥰

Hii, ikr? I'm dying to find a good bllk ffc author 😩

Just woke up, had breakfast and went straight on it 🫡

Hope you like it!

Warnings: Implied fem!reader Words: 627 Disclaimer: English isn't my first language so I apologise for any mistakes or misunderstandings!

The stadium buzzed with excitement as the U-20 match between Blue Lock and their rivals reached its climax. Chigiri's performance on the field was incredible, his skill and determination evident with every move. Meanwhile, in the stands, you watched intently, the official manager of Blue Lock, cheering on the team you had grown so close to.

As the match concluded with Blue Lock's victory, the players celebrating in the field with the enthusiastic cheers of the crowd as background. You couldn't be more proud of them, a bunch of teenager boys- your teenager boys- just win against profesional team. Chigiri, in the middle of celebreting his win with his teamates, locked eyes with you.

You smiled brightly, so brightly that your watery eyes were half-closed by your big smile. Chigiri start running at your spot in the stands, ready to start a conversation with you.

"Hey, we win" he said breathlessly, a broad smile on his face as he reached you.

"I know, baby! You did it so well I'm so proud of you!" you replied with enthusiasm, jumping to give him a big bear hug. "You guys did it! You guys won- and you're my guys! My boyfriend just won against Japans u-20!

Chigiri just laughed as he lifted you off the ground and spun you around.

Before your conversation could continue, a voice interrupted from behind. "Chigiri!"

Letting you down, you turned around and you saw a woman approaching, her features mirroring Chigiri's in a softer, maternal way. Beside her was a younger girl, who bore a striking resemblance to Chigiri.

"Mom, Sis," Chigiri exclaimed, a mix of delight and apprehension in his voice.

His mother's eyes twinkled with pride. "You were amazing out there, sweetie! We're so proud of you."

Chigiri's sister nodded in agreement, but whe her gaze shifted to you she grinned mischievously. "And who's this? You're not gonna introduce her to us?" she asked, her tone playful.

Chigiri's cheeks reddened slightly. "Uh, this is y/n," he introduced, glancing at you nervous but happily. "She's the team manager... and my girlfriend." He ended up with a big soft smile

Both his mother and sister looked pleasantly surprised. "Oh, we didn't know you had a girlfriend!" his mother exclaimed, her smile widening.

"And a beautiful one!" his sister continued while she gave you a smile. "Damn, Chigiri," she teased, her eyes dancing with amusement. "You never told us you had such good taste in girlfriends."

Chigiri's embarrassment finally showed, and he tried to subtly nudge you away. "Mom, Sis-please." he muttered.

Chigiri's face turned an even brighter shade of red, much to the amusement of his family. You couldn't help but chuckle at the scene unfolding before you.

"It's a pleasure finally meeting you, Chigiri has told me a lot of things about you." You decided to step in, giving them a little but a respectful bow.

His mother beamed. "Well, it's lovely to finally meet you too. You must come over for dinner sometime."

"Who knew that the boy who used to make dance shows for his family would get a girlfriend? Where did our little singer, dancer and hairdresser go huh?" His sister said teasing.

Chigiri shot you an imploring look, silently begging for some form of rescue. But his sister only grinned wider, clearly enjoying her older brother's predicament.

As you exchanged pleasantries with Chigiri's family, you couldn't help but feel a surge of affection for this young man who had captured your heart. Despite his embarrassment, seeing him interact with his loved ones-and knowing you're one of them made your heart skipped a beat- filled you with warmth. Maybe, just maybe, these unexpected family encounters would be a new chapter in your relationship with Chigiri—a chapter that both of you will be expecting with enthusiasm.

Idk what I just write, I did my best so here you go :)

Please, feel free so send more request! I have a whole month free 'cause I'm getting recovered from a surgery so I have a lot of time.

26/04/24

© asarajaa — Please, do not copy, translate or reuse my work without my permission.

[yougavemeyourheartyouknow]

Love me or hate me, both are in my favor (Miguel O’Hara x Fem! Reader [HS Academic rivals AU])

Hiii! I can’t believe I haven’t updated this series since last year! ( I hate myself too don’t worry) hope you all have a good 2024! Hope you enjoy the new chapter! Not proofread.

(Y/N)- Your name.

Cursing, villains villaining, reader almost dying (she doesn’t tho don’t worry)

Word count: 1.8k

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Chapter 7: this world is only gonna break your heart

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If Miguel had a nickel for everytime you had been attacked by a monster-like man creature, and had to be rescued by him, he’d have two nickels. Which isn’t a lot but it’s weird it happened twice.

The police had made quick work for once and had evacuated the area, making sure to keep up when the scene moved from the aquarium back over to Coney Island. News choppers keeping a distance from where they flew in the air, capturing live footage of your capturer dodging police, using you as a human shield in an attempt to keep bullets from being fired in his direction. You would have squirmed against the blue tentacles that wrapped around your body, if it weren’t for him holding you hostage on top of the wonder wheel, one wrong move and you could slip off, or worse, he could drop you off it like you were nothing more than a piece of trash.

Your pleas fell on deaf ears as you begged to be let go, to be placed back on ground level, but he wouldn’t even glance in your direction, instead opting to look out into the crowd, watching, waiting. He seemed to be getting impatient, you could tell by the irritated huff he let out, before you felt his limb tighten slightly before your feet began to be lifted off the narrow steel beams underneath themselves. Your hands instinctively go to grip the blue ampendage, you let out a screech, your throat raw as you begged for him to not let go, your tears cascading down your face as he waits. If you were thinking clearly, it would have clicked in your mind. You were acting as bait.

TWAP

The wind was knocked out of your lungs as you were suddenly webbed against the bright orange Farris wheel, a sob escapes your lips as you quickly evert your eyes from the floor that was at least 50 yards beneath you, praying to whatever gods would listen to make sure the neon red silk wouldn’t decide to snap underneath you, while you felt the octopus-man’s tentacle pull away from you.

“Spider-Man! I see my favorite insect finally decided to join us.”

“Doc ock.” Spider-Man grumbled as he began to scale the amusement park ride. “What do I owe the displeasure to this time.” Finally, he decided to move from his spot at the top of the Farris wheel, both men leaving you basically forgotten. Doc ock didn’t justify the remark with an answer, rather begins to weave himself between the teal metal beams, as Spider-Man went after him, attempting to trap him in webs as he followed. Like a game of cat and mouse. “Let’s get this over with doc, we both know how this is gonna end.”

You had no idea what was happening behind you, but you did know that every time they gripped onto the metal of the wheel as they used it like a jungle gym the whole thing would shake, it was utterly terrifying. You were never partially scared of heights before, but now you definitely were. The adrenaline rush was making your blood pump and your heart beat to ring in your ears, trying to take deep breaths as you bit your lip to keep your whimpers and sobs low. Why couldn’t one of those damn news hoppers grab you?

You have no idea how long you’ve been stuck against the Farris wheel, but it feels like an eternity.

Finally, you let out a gasp as you heard one of the webs begin to rip from beneath you, feeling the thin silk brush lightly against your ankle as it slowly begins to unwind. Instinctively you grabbed onto one of the webs that was a bit higher on your body, one that seemed thicker, more sturdy, just in time for the unwinding of the web on your lower half to pick up speed. You let out another yelp as you finally felt the webbing snap and fall down, letting out a sob as it flowed away in the wind, as you tried to hoist yourself up higher on the neon red webs.

“Help! Spider-Man help!” Your pleas reached Miguel’s ears faster than anyone else’s would have, he quickly glanced up and saw you were quite literally hanging from a thread. If he wasn’t quick enough, you’d surely plummet and be severely injured, or worse… “I’m gonna fall! Please!” You interrupted yourself with another scream as you watched in horror as the sting of web you were depending on to keep yourself up, starts to slowly rip away due to gravity. Miguel let out a frustrated huff, as he stopped for a second to catch his breath, he could throw that nasty octopus in the slammer another time, he couldn’t let you get injured again. He wouldn’t.

“I’m coming!” Doc ock was quickly dropped from Miguel’s mind as fast as the octopus fled the scene. Miguel begins to quickly climb back up to your level, unfortunately, his strength and speed shook the metal structure as he climbed back up, leaving small claw marks as he re-ascended the Farris wheel. The shaking only sped up the deteriorating of the web you were holding onto, until-

Snap.

You were screaming but you couldn’t hear anything but a ringing in your ears that was getting more intense every inch you got closer to the floor. The watching crowd could only let out a collective gasp as they watched your descent, mothers covering their children’s ears and eyes, teenagers recording on their phones, your teachers that were supervising watching in horror knowing that this was going to be a PR nightmare for the boarding school despite if you somehow managed to get out unscathed.

You were so petrified and out of it that you didn’t even realized that Spider-Man had jumped off after you until you felt his arm cling around your waist, pulling back out of your deer-in-headlights-like state, causing your arms to instinctively around his neck before using his free hand to shoot a web onto the wonder wheel, stop you both only 20 feet or so before you would have hit the floor. Your hearing slowly started to come back to, hearing the sounds of the crowd of onlookers clapping and cheering on the masked vigilante.

“Hey.” Your head snapped over to him once he finally spoke, both of your chest heaving rapidly.

“Hey.” You smiled.

“We need to stop meeting like this.” He joked, and you didn’t have to see his face under his mask to know his smile widened when you let out a shaky laugh at the quip.

“Can you put me down now Mr.Spider-Man?” You asked with a small giggle, readjusting your arms around his neck, now he was the one who let out a shaky chuckle.

“Right , right…” he mumbled before he started to lower you both down, gently helping you to your feet, expecting him to do the same, but instead he just flipped himself upside down as he hung from the red web in front of you.

And you weren’t sure if it was the post-almost dying adrenaline rushing through your bloodstream, or if it was your mind being clouded by the utter most gratefulness at the fact that he had saved you from death’s clutches more then once, but you did something you’d never do if you were thinking 100% correctly, knowing you’ll probably be embarrassed by the actions when your replaying the memories late at night in bed, but right now, that wasn’t gonna stop you. The crowd or the news choppers watching you wasn’t gonna stop you either.

So, taking in a deep breath for courage, you go to bring your hand up to his face and dip your finger under his mask and lifting it just above his nose. You had paused for a second once your hands traveled to rest on either side of his still covered temples, just to give him the ability to recover the lower half of his face and pushed you away if he wanted, and you were really expecting him too. But instead, you watched as his plump lips pulled up (down?) into a small smirk, taking this as your greenlight, you leaned forward, letting your lips meet.

You finally understood what authors meant when they would write about feeling fireworks. You finally understood why rom-com movies would play grand music during the main characters sharing a kiss. Your heart swells as your eyes closed, you felt like you could kiss Spider-Man forever. You really want to.

“Get it spidey!”

“That’s (Y/N), isn’t it?”

“Oh my god it is!”

The comments from the still watching crowd brought you down from high, cheeks redding as you heard a random stand-byer let out a whistle. Suddenly reminding you of your shameless act as you pulled away from the upside down spider, who only let out an amused chuckle as he pulled down his mask again, it coming out a bit breathless due to him still recovering from the kiss/fight.

You go to whip your mouth as you finally turn away from him, and you immediately spot Mj and Pete at the front of the metal fence that the police had placed to keep the crowd away from the whole ordeal. Your embarrassed smile only widens when you say his hand resting on her waist.

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Miguel’s smile had never been wider when he walked back into his shared room, his brother already sprawled on his own bed as he fumbled and fidgeted with a rubix cube. Glancing at his brother when he heard the door click close.

“Wonder what’s got you all smiles? Would it happen to be a certain kiss from a certain girl?” Gabriel teased, his smirk causing Miguel to roll his eyes.

“I don’t know what you're talking about.” Miguel quipped, pulling his windbreaker off and tossing it in the hamper.

“Don’t play dumb Mig, it’s all over the news and the internet.” Gabriel scoffed as he placed the incomplete cube on his chest, before propping himself up on his elbows. “What happened to hating her?”

Now it’s the elder of the two to scoff. “I still do.”

“Then why didn’t you stop her?”

“Well- I didn’t want to embarrass her! There was a crowd and news crews-“

Gabriel fully sits up on his bed. “Just admit it Miguel! You don’t hate her! Hell, you're probably in love with her!”

“I’m not taking this crap. I’m going out for a walk.” Miguel grumbled before getting up from his seat on his own bed, his brother only rolling his eyes at his dramatics. It wasn’t until he closed the door after stepping out of his dorm that it hit him like a freight train.

Gabriel was right. He didn’t hate you as much as he liked to lead on…

Fuck.

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[yuttikkele]

ok so I saw that anon giving very persuasive reasons to be a zukaang shipper, and I like was writing a bunch of tags on the reblog so I just decided to make my own post 😭😭 it was way too many tags. I have a lot to say about zukaang guys.

Everything’s under the cut, but this gets very chatty very ramble-y fair warning.

anyways the part I was mostly talking about was how zukaang has a lot of what mainline ships have to offer. but like, more. and like no offense to the ships mentioned, I think they’re cool banger ships! I'm just biased towards zukaang. ofc I'm gonna think it has everything those ships have to offer and more.

though I do like these ships, there might be a little negativity towards them in this post, but I assure you, I do not mean it in any mean-spirited way.

zkka for example. I liked it a lot at first, but then I got into zukaang, and, it's just no comparison. zkka is still amazing tho it's a really silly and heartwarming ship, and sokka deserves a popular gay ship as a treat. I like them 💙❤️

but text wise?? zkka went on a two part prisonbreaking journey. zukaang spent the whole show revolving around each other with multiple key episodes exploring their dynamic. zkka can't compete with that.

and sorry to bring ztara and ktng into this as well but I gotta.

Listen, ktng is great. I think they’re really cute! Though there’s tons of discourse about which ship should’ve been canon, I think the creators made the right choice making this one canon (it was set up from the beginning, and I do think it’s the more popular ship. I think they would’ve gotten MORE backlash had they not made it canon). BUT, they’re literally middle schoolers. Of course they DO end up together, but the chances of that actually happening are off the walls! They only stayed together because of bryke, fan popularity, and what the show ended on (it would be really awkward if it ended with them getting together, and then bryke saying they broke up later. I get that. I don’t think they made a bad decision there). It’s just a liiiiiiiittle unrealistic (and I don’t wanna hear nothin bout “this is a fantasy world everything’s unrealistic.” You know what I mean go smart off somewhere else). Zuko and Aang, on the other hand, are bound by fate. They’re best friends, and they stay best friends for like, ever. Platonic soulmates, ying yang, does that not ring a bell? They’re not separating, it’s in the code. Though Katara and Aang don’t break up, I still think, realistically, it’s possible that they’d last a couple years then grow apart. Meanwhile, Aang and Zuko get closer and closer and then boom: just as much gay tension as roku and sozin. But not doomed this time.

ztara I can’t see happening based on the text. they have a lot of sweet moments from them talking about their respective moms' death (kinda sorta death) to like zuko accompanying her for "revenge" (not really revenge) to katara fighting azula with zuko. and their dynamics are cute like rivals to lovers and stuff. but, I just can’t see it. Plus, zukaang has that.

zuko’s mom was taken away from him, and aang’s father figure was threatened to be taken away from him. but it doesn’t stop there. no, shortly after these events, zuko was banished from his nation while aang fled from his. (MIRRORING CHECK DO I GET A MIRRORING CHECK???) zuko might’ve gone with katara to tie up loose ends of her past, but zuko went with aang to learn from the past for the future. and not to mention, on that journey, zuko and aang met mirroring red and blue dragons that formed a heart around them then proceeded to shroud them in rainbow flames while they learned firebending from the first firebenders not unlike oma and shu who were lovers from opposing sides of a war. (DO I HEAR SYMBOLISM AND STORY COMPARISON???) and zuko? he said “it’s my destiny for me to help the avatar.” and he DID. Yeah fighting azula was a culminating moment of his character arc and was imperative to taking down the imperial fire nation, but do you think zuko would just go attack his sister if she wasn’t a threat to Aang and peace? No, he would not. And you may be saying “uh yeah you said ‘and peace,’ zuko’s doing this because he believes it’s the right thing, and to take down his corrupt family, and for peace, not Aang.” BUT DO YOU SEE IT. AANG AND PEACE ARE LIKE SYNONYMS TO ZUKO. THEY COINCIDE. THEY’RE THE SAME THING. And in that Azula fight Zuko was given a MIRRORING scar with Aang. Aang’s back scar and his chest scar. (DO I HEAR DEVOTION???)

also headcanon-wise, I just really think Zuko is gay, so the ztara thing also kinda falls apart at that for me. Zuko just doesn’t?? Treat women very well??? Sorry, it IS kinda true tho. For so much of his life being spent with his main friends being only girls, he does not treat the women he dates very well. He actually treats Katara the best out of the girls he interacted with in my opinion even though he totally crushed her trust first try. (Some ships are about to get stray shots here while I explain this so sorry 🙏🙏)

Alright now here’s Zuko just not being the best with girls in general with romantic and platonic relationships. Not saying he hasn’t had his good moments, but, if I knew him irl I’d be trashing him for how he treats girls. Him and Mai always had continual problems on both ends. Zuko never really seemed interested in her genuinely, but on top of me just not really feeling the chemistry, Zuko was unhealthily distrusting and jealous of her like an object, he broke up with her through a note, and she risked her life for him and he didn’t even think about busting her out of jail. he really didn’t think about Mai much at all when he was with team avatar, and when he did, it was usually with weariness. he never really seemed upset that he was away from her. Now there was the “that’s rough buddy” conversation, but that’s when Zuko said “oh yeah leaving the Fire Nation was EASY” to which Sokka brought up leaving behind loved ones and Zuko went “Oh yeah, I had a girlfriend. Bummer I had to leave her to go FOLLOW THE AVATAR. AGAIN.” I was never convinced either of them actually liked each other romantically. The best thing I can say about their relationship is that Mai didn’t want Zuko to die, and the hardest part about Zuko’s easy decision to leave the fire nation was leaving Mai. For Katara, obviously, he severed things with her pretty early on, but was able to regain her trust so kudos to him. I guess he and Suki’s minimal interactions were positive I don’t really remember them sorry. Zuko DIABOLICALLY denied Toph her field trip. And Jin from Ba Sing Sei. j1nko is actually the Zuko het ship I like the most and that’s just cause I think they’re cute, and also this is like one of the times Zuko does something romantic that the girl actually likes. And he just never saw her again. Like I understand he was in a bit of a complex situation, but he could’ve gone to visit her or give condolences once everything settled down?? imagine you go on a date with this guy and the next day he’s ghosted you so hard he’s not even in the same city anymore? Jin was probably so heartbroken and then she sees HE’S THE FIRE LORD?? Nah I’d be so mad. Zuko has issues with girls. Men tho? I don’t see this problem arising. He just really reads as a gay dude to me.

Switching topics abruptly here, angsty zukaang has its place, but me personally, zukaang is not one of my angsty ships 😭😭 they worked so hard to be together y’all let them have it. There’s multiple solutions to the kid problem in my opinion, some more ideal than others but yknow. they could find out they loved each other after they already had kids and got a divorce? They could get surrogate mothers? They could say “screw you” to having to have bio kids and just adopt (and probably not announce it publicly cause how would the people know? Just keep them believing.). My personal favorite, they could avatar magic it and bring in some storks ectobiology and poof! magic bio baby they’re both blood related to. Hey, crazier things have happened. And zukkang has made a world where they can both be together and it’s beautiful and lovely and sweet ❤️🧡

and like, I don’t think it’s an all-out solution to the ship war. I think zutaraang is the all-out solution to the ship war. BUT, zukaang is a solution. It’s that one Thomas Sanders Prince vine where he goes “you’ll never have her! because I want you…”

uhhh anyways thank for comin to my tedtalk ramble about zukaang. Enjoy the rest of your day, and God loves you :DD

[formulapookie]

sooo I noticed while re organizing my blog I never posted my first ever rosquez fic on here soooo

UNDER THE CUT FOR SOME SHAMELESS PRE DIVORCE ROSQUEZ SMUT (and here for Ao3)

You bring sin into my mind rosquez, 3.6k words

Vale had never been more grateful to a club for having red neon lights. He could watch for how long he pleased and no one could’ve guessed it. Red shadows running around his rival's body, following the lines of his abs, his pecs and arms, surrounding him and almost putting him in a different dimension in space-time.

He blamed it on the ungodly amount of tequila and vodka he consumed, the desire he felt for the younger guy, because as he always swore up and down, he was straight. And he could only do as much as watch, because he knew that Marc was as straight if not more than him.

But watching him dance around in sharp red lights, shirtless and sweaty made something move in Vale’s heart, and not just there, because by now he couldn’t deny anymore the fact he had been having a hard on for the past twenty minutes he spent looking at the spaniard.

He tried to get up to drink, but in that moment Marc decided to grab the fucking pole and twirl and dance around it. He was just grinding against it, crotch meeting the cold metal and moving up and down, he got as far as licking the dancing pole, starting low and working his way up.

By that time Vale was just frozen, unable to move, eyes glued to a 21 years old boy who just didn’t give a fuck if he raced dangerously on track, and just wanted the adrenaline.

And Marc noticed that Vale stared at him, it was the only reason he chose to dance around the pole in the first place. He was drunk, high, and in need of a fuck.

And even if he was straight he couldn’t deny that the older man was attractive as fuck. He noticed his eyes lingering on his body, so he went for more. He hooked his thumb under the hem of his shorts and slowly pushed them as low as they got, revealing his v line and sliding down the pole watching Vale in the eyes

The two shared a stare which could have only been described by others as straight up pornographic, but luckily for them, everyone was as intoxicated as them, so it was no surprise when a guy came up to Marc and passed him a packet with white powder in it.

He grabbed it and looked at Vale, signalling him to go sit on the nearby couch.

He did it, and Marc almost crawled to reach it, then finally spoke. “Wanna do a few lines? As the winner I really want to get wasted” “You won just because I had tyres problems bambino, don’t think you’ll keep on doing it” “Didn’t answer my question Vale, wanna do lines?” “Ok, but- ” he was cut off by the younger “like Dani and Jorge did tho, in Portimao” Vale couldn’t believe the audacity of the boy, asking to just casually remove his shirt and sniff cocaine from each other's abs. But it sounded so fucking hot and he couldn’t deny anything more to himself. “Fine, but I go first, I’m the best here, don’t you forget I’ve got nine titles and you three Marc” “As you wish, we both know I'm gonna beat that record”. The smug grin that always accompanied him didn’t fail to appear this time too. this time as he laid down on the couch and passed the packet to Vale.

“It’s like two lines each, don’t be greedy” Marc said as the older one poured half the powder on his abs. “Stay still, I don’t want it to go to waste” Vale carefully structured the lines, then snorted the first one and without even pausing he immediately did the same with the second one. As he finished the second he ended up mere centimetres from Marc’s face, but even if his dick tried to think in his place he kept composure and nudged the boy to change places.

Marc was more aggressive, as he was in racing, barely giving Vale time to remove his shirt, cause he was already starting the first line. He stopped in between the twos, gazed deeply at the once blue eyes of Valentino, who were now just pools of lust and did it again.

Vale’s sight was something so sinful even hell would have rejected it, the shirtless boy reflecting the red lights surrounding them, the tension between them growing so heavy it felt like there was a whole other person between them.

“You liked watching me dance Vale? Yo pienso que si, it’s not like you can hide this any longer you know?” As Marc spoke he trailed his fingers along the zipper of vale’s jeans, slowly getting closer to the Italian’s face

“Your fault for moving like a slut around that pole bambino” “Oh come on stop calling me like that, I’m 21, and besides you seem rather interested in what I have to offer” It was true, Marc was indeed 21 but that didn’t change the fact Vale was 36, and that should mean he was more mature, controlled and capable of thinking.

But in that moment, cocaine and alcohol flowing around in his system, and Marc looking at him like he was a candy and he was a starving child at fair he gave up every last thought that held him back and just grabbed Marc by the back of his neck, smashing lips together.

Marc didn’t waste time in climbing on his lap, his hands settling on the others shoulders to balance himself and dicks touching through the fabric.

That inevitably meant he moaned out loud, and the sound he made was so close to being straight out of a porn video that Vale debated whether or not he just dreamt it, but he did it again, this time when Vale pulled on his hair to signal him to separate

“You moan like a slut” “You like it? If you want to hear it again just say so” Once again the audacity this boy had, to just say things like that in a club when making out with him.

But Vale found that audacity extremely hot and attractive, so he pulled his hair another time, resulting in Marc moaning again. “You moan like a slut when I pull your hair, do you like being manhandled like this? Because I thought you liked to be the one in control, didn’t you?”

Marc was quiet for a moment, but being the cocky bastard he was he headed for another shot “I like being in control when I’m on my bike, but right now I can give up that control to whoever wants it, whether it’s you or the very handsome girl who’s watching us or even Jorge who, if you haven’t noticed, has been drooling after me since I began dancing around the pole. It’s a race Vale, for who can claim me faster”

Suddenly Vale felt jealous. Jealous of every person who put their eyes on him, on his body, of every person who thought about having him for the night.

Maybe he wasn’t so straight after all, and maybe those “stomach aches” he had when meeting Marc’s gaze in the paddock were butterflies, and the lust he felt wasn’t due to cocaine and booze but due to the fact he reprimed himself for so long he bursted now.

And maybe Marc was thinking the same thing, eyes locked in a deep and sensual game of who would budge first: the veteran champion or the unruly new champion.

It was Vale who gave up on trying to resist, placing a hand on the young boy’s hip and pulling him closer, never letting go of his hair tho, because he wanted to hear him moan so fucking bad.

They began making out again, this time even more heatedly, touching each other even more, ears ringing and bodies seemingly fusing together.

Marc distanced himself first, moving his mouth close to Valentino’s ear, and whispered “Shall we go to mine or yours? Or shall we forget anyone’s here and fuck on this couch?”

Even if the last offer sounded absolutely amazing Vale still had a bit of dignity, and knew that fucking in the open like that wasn’t the best choice there was, so he hinted to go to his place, and they were out the club in a second.

The whole ride to the hotel was a blur, neither of them felt like driving, so they grabbed a taxi and headed to it.

The only thing both of them could remember was the touching, hands and mouths everywhere, more intoxicating than the drugs they consumed at the club. And the impatience they felt for one another’s body to be completely fused to their own.

Yeah, definitely not straight thoughts.

When they finally arrived at the hotel and tipped the driver they didn’t waste a single second, and rushed to the elevator without a care for whoever could be in the lobby and would witness them running very obviously to a room.

As soon as the elevator dinged and the doors were closed they were onto each other, Marc pinned in a corner with one of Vale’s knees between his legs, brushing lightly on his cock, who got harder every passing second.

The elevator stopped at the third floor and the two men walked out of it attached by the lips, stumbling their way down to Valentino’s room.

He managed to open the door after a few tries and finally they got in.

“Fuck me until I forget my name Vale” The older man pinned the boy to the wall with one hand, looking him up and down as if he was a treat before palming his cock through the fabric of his jeans.

The height difference between the two felt almost crushing to Marc, who had to look up just to find two deep blue eyes staring at his soul and waiting to mark him as his

“You have no idea what you do to me Marc” after he finished the sentence he started to kiss the boy again, this time sliding a hand inside the jeans and directly feeling the wet patch forming on his boxers

“V-Vale please” Marc started to moan again, those moans who made Valentino crazy and hungry for more, egotistically wishing no one before him heard them and that nobody will in the future

The man picked up the younger boy from where he was staying and rushed them to the bed, where he almost threw him on it, barely giving him time to register where he was now and immediately pinning him down and making out with him.

while he pinned Marc with one hand the other went to work with the jeans buckle, undoing it in a matter of seconds along with the zipper. He was pretty fast in yanking off the pants too, leaving Marc with just a pair of grey boxers on and lust covering him whole. Marc somehow managed to free one of his hands and open Vale’s jeans while also actively trying not to die while realising what they were actually about to do.

“Have you ever? with a guy you know?” asked Marc out of the blue, and Vale just nodded, wondering how the fuck did he manage to think for all this time he was straight. His attention was quickly redirected towards Marc tho, who started moving his hands towards Valentino’s cock and making him groan softly.

“I don’t care for foreplay Marquez, I just want to fuck you into oblivion” side effect of cocaine noted, you’ll tend to say the truth with absolutely zero filters The blush on the younger boy’s face grew, and by some god given strength he managed to remove his other hand from Vale’s grip too, switching position and ending on top of the Italian, cocks brushing through boxers and want submerging them both.

“I won but I don’t like staying still Vale, I wanna ride you until I can’t think of anything that’s not you, your hands, your lips or your body” again, unfiltered truth.

Vale felt like if they weren’t in such a peculiar situation Marc could’ve been a poet, but right now he was going to be the death of him, and there was nothing he could do to change it.

“Then get to work bimbo, lube is in the second drawer, take it for me ok?” Marc reacted faster than he did that day on track, quickly passing the bottle to the older man, who smirked.

“Lie down Marc, and spread your legs, fai il bravo per me mh?” Jesus mother fucking Christ, Valentino had practically little to no regard towards his mental stability, calling him like that knowing the worship level of respect Marc felt made him short circuit briefly, until he started feeling a finger pressing lightly against his ass, circling around his rim. He hadn’t even noticed his boxers being taken off.

“Marc if this is your first time we can just jerk off or give each other a bl-” “No Vale, is not my first and even if it was i wouldn’t want anything different than you inside me”

He barely got to finish talking before starting to whimper because Vale started actually teasing his hole, pressing his finger more and more inside of Marc.

God if his moans made Vale go nuts these little sounds made him go absolutely batshit insane. The overwhelming feeling of being capable of reducing a person to this was amazing, even more so if said person was your rival. But aside from that it made him certain he was enjoying what he was doing.

Marc’s hand moved to cover his mouth, but there was no way in heaven or hell Vale would’ve let that happen, not after finding out how he sounded like. “You’re going to let me hear you got it? If you behave and sound like a slut let me hear it at least” At that point Marc was as red as the neons at the club, hot and horny and incapable of thinking straight “What is it Marc? Are you shy? You were the one who proposed we fucked at the club with our friends watching” “I didn’t- I didn’t seriously mean that! i just wanted to get you riled up so we could get out of there faster” “All your cockiness died down as soon as I touched you, guess we found out how to break Marc Marquez, didn’t we?”

Marc was at a loss for words, and while he was about to reply he felt Vale finally pushing a finger inside him, making him whine and grip the sheets with both hands.

Eyes closed shut, sweat dripping from his chest and teeth biting his bottom lip, Marc truly looked like a masterpiece in that moment, and Vale made sure he knew, whispering it in his ear, while simultaneously adding a second finger and pushing further in.

Given their height difference, Vale naturally had slimmer and longer fingers, which could reach Marc’s perfect spot better and faster, so it was non surprise when the boy started moaning again like a porn star falling into a desperate sequence of “vale” and “god”, words which by being sai one after the other inflated the already enormous ego of the older man.

By the time Vale had used a third finger too (which was embarrassingly little) Marc looked ready to burst, but he had made a promise, and he wanted to respect it.

“Vale- oh my- Vale I’m ready I want to ride you” The man slowly bottomed out, purposefully to make the boy whine and hear his amazing sounds. “Be my guest” he said and parted his legs a bit, making Marc crawl to him and climb onto his lap.

His boxers were long gone, precum leaking and dick hard as a rock waiting for the boy to relieve his pain.

It was only at that moment that Marc actually realised Valentino’s size. “Like what you see Marc?” Vale said, grabbing him by the hips and moving him closer. “I’m not going to hurt you I swear, you can take your time”

Marc leaned in and pressed his lips on Vale’s, slowly pushing his tongue past the other’s teeth and making out with him. “No Vale you got it all wrong, you’re gonna fucking split me open and I’m gonna enjoy it as if it’s a championship”

“You’re gonna kill me if you keep talking like this” “Good, then it’ll be easier for me to crush your record” They both grin before finally Vale moved his dick to align it to Marc’s hole. Marc began painfully slowly to sink onto his rival’s cock, whimpering after every inch had gone in.

“Porca puttana Marc, when did you- aah- when did you last do this? You’re so fucking thight” There was a moment of incertitude in Marc’s brain, but then he remembered Vale’s jealous eyes in the club, and as he reached the base of the man’s cock he spoke up

“With Jorge, one year ago in my rookie season, he was so damn good I still remember the feeling” He knew he had gotten the reaction he wanted when he felt Vale’s grip on his hips tighten and his eyes becoming even darker and hungry.

“Are you jealous Vale? Wanted me to be your exclusive toy?” he said looking him in the eyes “Tell you what, if you make me see stars I’ll be yours whenever you want me, only yours” he whispered, leaning in his ear.

And vale was just a man after all, and having this barely legal twink telling him he could be his fucking property if he fucked him well enough certainly did something to him. who lifted Marc almost entirely from his lap before pushing him back down, drawing the most pornographic and intense moan Marc had ever produced.

“Joder Vale, so big fuck I want to ride you so bad” “Then move Marc, I want to see you desperate for me”

And the younger boy took that quite literally, beginning to move up and down the man’s dick like a madman, moaning and whining like a bitch in heat, feeling Vale’s cock brushing his prostate every fucking time.

After some minutes his legs started giving out, trembling with tiredness. “You’re not resting until you cum Marc, capito?” said Vale, moving one of his hands on his hips, and staring at the boy with a mischievous look. “Y-yes Vale fuck I feel so full Vale God you are big” “proud to hear I’m still your God'' Vale answered, a cocky smile adorning his face.

Marc lasted a few more movements before resting his head on Valentino’s shoulder and moaning out loud while coming all over the older guy’s abs, painting him white.

“Vale” and “more” were the only words he was able to pronounce by that point, and Vale smirked like a fucking villain while telling the hero his evil plan.

“I’m gonna fuck you again, but this time I am the one moving alright? Be good and take me, ok ragazzino?”

He flipped Marc’s body like he weighed nothing, lifting his hips up so that his ass was in the air. “perfetto” he whispered, hands moving all over the boy’s ass.

Vale quickly moved and aligned himself with Marc once again, pushing slowly but relentlessly his dick inside the poor boy who didn’t have words left except for the man's name.

An infinite string of “vale” echoed in the room, as he started pounding him faster and harder, enjoying the sounds the boy produced.

“You know you sound absolutely perfect right now, yes? all il takes to you to be good and respect me is fucking you dumb isn’t it? guess I’ll have to do it more to remind you”

“yes please Vale” was the only coherent sentence he uttered, followed by more moans and pathetic little sounds.

Vale was getting closer to his release, and he desperately wanted to mark the boy somehow, to leave trace of his passage, to claim him as he did with trophies.

His hand traveled from Marc’s hip to his throat, squeezing lightly and pulling him against Vale’s naked torso, fusing them together.

“I want you to be only mine Marc, no Dani or Jorge or whoever the fuck will appear on this grid. Mine. No one else’s” “Yes please, I want to be yours Vale”

Vale tightened his grip on the boy’s throat, then got closer to his ear “You should see yourself right now Marc, so flustered and desperate for me, what would your friends at Honda think huh? Seeing you getting fucked by someone almost twice your age? Would you feel ashamed? Of course not, you’d be too focused on feeling me fuck you senseless to realize wouldn’t you?”

Marc came again, white liquid staining the sheets underneath them, and Vale was about to too, slipping out of the boy, but Marc stopped him, he whisper-yelled “No Vale inside, I want you to cum inside me”

Was this boy even real? Vale obliged, filling his rival to the brim, groaning deeply as he did.

When he pulled out he could see some of his cum dripping from Marc’s ass, a sight so absurdly beautiful it should be framed.

Marc was about to fall asleep, but Vale, even if truly scumbag and an asshole on track, was actually a gentleman, and he rapidly went to get a warm washcloth and a bottle of water, offering them both to Marc.

“I- you can stay if you want, after all we’ve just fucked like rabbits, it would make no sense for you to just leave, mostly because I can’t pretend this never happened" Marc agreed and nodded, emptying the water bottle and cuddling up against Valentino’s frame, who tightly hugged him until the boy fell asleep, only to follow him soon after and dreaming about the morning after.

[studious-bookworm]

So fanfic idea, Port Mafia around the world.

Called Port Mafia around the world, Where the story is told in Kaji's perspective.(my favorite lemon boy) and his time with the port mafia.

•Its about how all the port mafia doing theor job overseas and even disguising themselves.

I created different crime organizations in different countries with powerful ability users some are even stronger than chuuya.

•But also explores the friendships between Akutagawa, Kaji, And Chuuya. (Which are like the main 3 in the show)

•So like in one chapter we have a mafioso from France, Her name is Annie (i thought it would be funny to call her that after seeing Chuuya dance like Michael jackson in BSD wan).

•She has blue hair and purple eyes, And her ability is called "Titan" where she can make herself bigger.

(This may or may not be refrence of attack on titans tho)

•One of the chapters would probably feature Q, As he needs to under cover as a student to find one of the rival mafia boss's daughter. While he is undercovering as normal student, he makes some friends who are also orphans and they call themselves the "tiny mafia."(but i might change this)

•The next idea in this, Project Fumi, Fumi is a little girl who was running away from the government because they were experimenting on her and ran in to Chuuya asking for help. Chuuya takes her in and the develop a father and daughter relationship.

She ends up dying by sacrificing herself so chuuya could live (evil laughter).

•Then its Mafia in the jungle, Where its like jumanji, (probably the 1st episode) where they're mission is to steal red ruby in the jungle. I say this because i love Koyou's explorer outfit. I kinda wanted to draw it before writing this but nah.

•Next episode, Would probably be funny one for my skk shippers. Where Shirase gets a gf and wants to take in the festival in Yokohoma.

•He and Chuuya rekindle and he askes Chuuya if he is still single. In which Chuuya lies, And no, and that he has gf. So Shirase invites Chuuya to double date.

(Reason why he lied is because Dazai decided to tag along, and was about make fun of him for being single)

This can go two ways:

1) Dazai calls Chuuya out on his lie, Chuuya gives in and admits his lie. But, Dazai decides to dress up and be Chuuya's fake girlfriend for the festival/double date.

2) Chuuya calls Annie, Askes her to be his fake gf. She accepts. But on the day of the festival, Dazai decides fo surprise Chuuya by being his fake gf.

So he introduces himself as Chuuya's gf buy Annie who came in late, Also introduces herself as Chuuya's gf. So these two have to pretend to be in polygamous relationship.

But then, More girls from different crime organizations that the port mafia have an alliance with comes in and claim to be Chuuya's gf and everything is just a mess. 😂

•The other chapter would be mafia in paradise (which is either going to be one of the first chapters or a seperate fanfic.)

But this one takes place after the current arc. Natsume decides to thank the PM and The ADA fot saving th city by paying for their trip in a tropical resort.

The mafia needs to be roomates with ADA members.

So

Fukuzawa is roomates with Mori

Chuuya roomates with Dazai

Atsushi roomates with Akutagawa

(These are funny especially when it comes to shower time, Mori takes a Looong time in the shower just to piss off Fukuzawa.

Fukuzawa: "you've been in there for 45 minutes, Get out! Already! "

Mori:" i am not with my 50 steps skin care routine so have some patiences"

Fukuzawa:"50 STEPS?!"

He doesn't but its funny.

And when Chuuya takes a bath, Dazai breaks in his bath and takes a bath.

Chuuya (relaxing) : Aaaah...this is the life,

Dazai: tell m about it

Chuuya: WHAT THE- GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY BATHTUB!

Dazai: relax chuuya~ we use to take bath like these together all the times.

Chuuya: Why You-

And Atsushi forcing Akutagawa to take bath.

Akutagawa running from Atsushi, While Atsushi has a spray of water, soap and a bath towel. And chasing akutagawa around to take a damn bath.

And Kunikida is roomates with Katai.

Where he just talks all day on how he needed to deal with Dazai and his annoying ex Partner. And Katai just silently listens to him. While forcing himself to make soup dumblings for Kunikida. (He gets depressed because he burnt them, but Kunikida eats them anyway because of their besties)

And Yosano is roomates with Koyou, Which she hates because Koyou is loyal to Mori. How can anyone be loyal to someone like that?

Q is with the Kenji, While Kyouka is with Higuchi and Gin and Naomi.

Tachihira and Horitsu are with Tanizaki and ranpo.

•Tachihira does meet Yosano, And Yosano sess that Tachihira looks like the boy she met long time ago. (Tachi's brother).

•But that's basically the rundown of paradise.

I also plan to write a backstory Kunikida and Katai, How Kunikida was adopted in to the Yakuza family, met Katai because he was being bullied at age 12.

(In the Kunikida and Katai LN, They met at age 12 but they never told us how.)

And they became besties for 10 years, Katai joined The ADA for Kunikida ( Katai joining the ADA kunikida, is actually in the LN between them)

But, it was never specified why he left ADA.

In my headcanon, Katai left because he felt like burden to Kunikida and felt like he couldn't protect him as a partner.

"Katai looks at Kunikida and smiles"Thank You". Before pushing Kunikida out the building. the building explodes and goes up in flames

Kunikida lands in the water, watching the building go up in flames. He joined the agency to save lives, and yet he hasn't saved any, He couldn't even save his own best friend. "

(Yeah, Imma find a way to traumatize Kunikiiiidddaa-kuuuun more)

Damn i wish i was better at writing XD.

[xxstraymoonchildxx]

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Chapter 4 This couple, danse macabre 

cw: human trafficking, violence, swearing

“What is she doing here?” Ciel slightly panicked as Sebastian forced him to face away from his fiance. “She cannot, under no circumstances see me in this…this…” 

“Oh, look at that pretty girl over there, her dress is so cute, too! Please excuse me, Miss.”

“Oh, stay-” 

The blonde girl swiftly followed the girl in her pink dress who vanished within the crowd with the man dressed in black.  

“...safe.” 

You let out a sigh, shaking your head with a smile on your tinted lips.

“Sorry for keeping you waiting,” Satan popped up next to you, handing you a drink. “Are you alright? You look confused.”

You leaned in, voice low “I think I just saw Ciel Phantomhive crossdressing.”

“You’re pulling my leg.” Satan raised an eyebrow, mirth reflecting in his eyes.

“No, the cute girl a second ago pointed at them and I recognized his butler, otherwise I would have missed it.”

Satan hummed “An effective masquerade I must say. Do you have any idea who the girl you were walking to was?”

You side-eyed him “No, but I have the feeling you do. The Earl panicked when he spotted her, tho.”

“Precisely. Elizabeth Ethel Cordelia Midford is his fiancé. She is also Madam Red’s niece. If she blew his cover, he’d be humiliated.”

Your nose wrinkled “Didn’t you tell me she is the Earl’s aunt, too?”

He nodded.

“Sweet home Alabama,” you mumbled.

Satan chuckled “Madam Red is part of this gathering as well, by the way. I’ve seen her in the lounging area enjoying herself with the other guests. The Chinese man, too. They are sticking out like a sore thumb.”

“Huh, is her butler not with her?”

Satan shook his head “I’ve seen him earlier at the entrance but we should concentrate on the Viscount.”

The two of you got on the dance floor, keeping a lookout for Viscount Druitt. Satan gently moved you to the flow of the classical music. You were glad you’d gotten enough dance experience from all the balls Lord Diavolo hosted (and all the other parties you were invited to) for not embarrassing Satan and you. 

Your blond husband had the perfect posture, guiding you with perfectly even steps. He was great with ballroom dances, rivaling Lucifer’s, Barbatos's, and Diavolo’s skills. That he looked like a fairytale prince - no, king - with the outfit Asmodeus picked for him was only a bonus for his royal demeanor. Satan gave you a soft smile only reserved for you when he noticed you staring at him with furrowed brows, and for a moment you forgot why you were even here. It was just him and you. His eyes were a unique shade of blue and green with a yellow gradient that sparkled whenever he was excited over cats and literature and when talking about you. Your heart swelled with pride.

The moment was over, however, when you locked eyes with Sebastian Michaelis dancing with his protégé among the crowd of humans. He gave you an ominous smirk.

After the meeting with Undertaker, you were informed by Satan that the butler in black was a demon, a lesser one compared to your found family of course,  but the kind that wants your soul in exchange for making a pact to eat it after its fulfillment. The child Sebastian was with must have been very desperate to make a Faustian Contract. You only knew the child was an orphan and inherited a factory for toys after his parents tragically died in a fire. 

You smiled back, discreetly flipping him off right before Satan twirled you around again to create a distance.

You watched the couple reach the dancing area's side, noticing one of your targets approaching the Earl. You look at Satan who nods, following suit. 

You decided to stand nearby, maintaining a low profile but close enough to eavesdrop, another beverage in hand to look unsuspicious.

With disgust, you observe Viscount Druitt making a move on the now-alone preteen. Kissing his hand, laying a hand on his waist, holding his chin like a lover would, and calling him “my little robin” - it took willpower to not storm over. 

“What the fuck is this demon thinking leaving the child all alone with this creep?”

Suddenly the music stopped. Everyone's eyes were on Sebastian Michaelis who set up a cupboard in the middle of the crowd, announcing a magic performance. 

“That gentleman over there, would you mind to assist me?” 

Sebastian grinned, pointing at Satan of all people. You nearly snorted out your drink. A dark aura surrounded your husband, his lips twitching in annoyance. 

The demon butler now was asking for trouble.

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        with Satan & Sebastian…

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This third-rate demon couldn’t be serious. 

Satan kept a socially acceptable expression as he walked toward the make-shift mise-en-scène. He ignored the curious glances, trying to suppress his murderous intent. 

The Ravenette, now wearing a lacy butterfly mask to conceal his identity to a certain degree, smirked and opened the wooden wardrobe. “As you can see, this is an ordinary cupboard,” Sebastian explained “I’ll go inside and I need you to tie it up with these chains.” He handed over the metal chain to Satan who accepted it, slightly curious what exactly he had planned. 

“And then you can use these swords-” he pulled out several iron swords from out of nowhere “...to pierce this cupboard. After you do this, I shall come out alive for all to see.” Satan’s face darkened with wrathful mirth “I won’t hold back, are you sure?”

Sebastian held his gaze with a smug one of his own “I’m sure you will.” 

Then he addressed the audience “There is no trap or trick to this. Please enjoy this rare performance!”

The party guests gasped, murmuring and whispering. 

“I’m going to enjoy this” Satan murmured, quickly tying the chain and fastening it tightly. 

Within the blink of an eye Satan pierced a sharp sword into the top of the cupboard, then into the left, the right, back, and front, pushing in more and more like a madman until nearly no space was left untouched. 

The viewers gasped. 

(And Sebastian felt something akin to anxiety for the first time in his life when the first sword aimed for his head. And that other demon was fast, too)

Satan flipped a strand of hair back “Let’s see if he is alright, shall we?”

When the door opened and Sebastian stepped out with a strained smile, the crowd cheered.

“Impressive!”

“A miracle!” 

“You owe me one for not exterminating you,” Satan hissed.

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         Meanwhile…

╚════ ∘◦ミ⛧ ◦∘ ═══╝

“Ladies and Gentlemen, may I get your attention please?”

The crowds' murmuring died down, focusing on the stage; more precisely on the covered something next to the emcee. 

“Next we have the item everyone has anticipated. Please look at it carefully~”

With one movement the cover was swiped off, revealing a metal birdcage. 

Masqueraded nobles ranked their eyes over his bound form, happy murmurs filled the room yet he couldn’t see through the blindfold around his head.

“You may keep her in the cage. If you prefer you can play with her as much as you wish. Use her for a ceremony! If it is only parts of her you desire, it can sure be arranged.”

Ciel felt a wave of dizziness when he snapped his head towards the voice closest to him. 

/That’s Aleister Chamber’s voice/

“Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a hard-to-get item. Her eyes are bright and beautiful like the sea! And now I’ll proceed to show you!”

When the light of the candles hit his face, his temples throbbed. Ciel opened his eyes, realization setting in like he’d swallowed a heavy stone. 

“The starting bid is one thousand pounds!”

Hands shot in the air, high numbers outdoing the other. 

“Wow, you people are disgusting fucks.”

The candles flickered violently before they were violently blown off by a sudden gust of wind. 

/Who the hell is this?/

“Spirit of earth, cover the mouth of those nobles who sit before me, and silence their cries forever.”

One bidder after another sagged in their chairs, heads dropping row after row in the blink of an eye.

The only noble left standing was Viscount Druitt, unable to process what happened, and unable to move a single muscle. 

Of course, this wouldn’t do.

A fist met his cheek with a satisfying crack.

“Sweet dreams you pig!”

You turned to the birdcage, meeting Ciel Phantomhive's flabbergasted stare with an accusatory one of your own. His eyepatch was off, showing his pact mark.

“What…what are you?”

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“What in the sweet hell’s where you thinking?! Do you understand what could have gotten wrong if you didn’t wake up before being sold off to some pervert!?”

Ciel whipped off the dust from his dress after he was freed from his restraints. “I would have been doing fine even without you interfering. I was just about to call for my butler before you barged in,” he scoffed, crossing his arms “You also didn’t answer my question. Are you some sort of witch?”

“Are you trying to insult me? I’m a sorcerer!”

“Same thing!”

You pinched his cheek, hard. “It’s not! Sorcerers are far superior.”

Ciel slapped your hand away with a huff, rubbing the arching side of his face. 

“How did you even get in here?” he eyed your attire critically “You’re still just some journalist from overseas.”

“Company secret,” you answered slyly, making him roll his eyes after you winked at him, pointer finger moving to seal your mouth.

“Whatever…Sebastian!”

Within a fraction of a second, the butler spawned next to his master.

“My, my. Looks like my service wasn’t needed after all.” Crimson flashed in his auburn eyes as he bowed slightly. “Although it wasn’t expected nor in fact needed, the Phantomhive household offers their gratitude for your act of kindness.”

His honeyed words went from one ear through the other.

“Maybe take better care of your charge then who obviously can’t even defend himself properly from pedophilic creeps.”

Sebastian shot you a stink-eye despite his smile “Rest assured, he is in the best of hands.”

Before you could answer, a gloved hand found its way to your mouth. Satan’s distinct perfume hit your nose as he pushed you against his broad chest, his other arm lazily draped across your belly. 

“Since the party is over and the Yard is arriving any minute, I’d say we also take our leave. I’m not too thrilled explaining this to the commonality.”

“Anyhow, the case of Jack the Ripper is closed now,” Ciel said “You may write about the murders but there are things that obviously shouldn’t reach the ears of the public. As assigned by Her Majesty, I shall oversee any reports regarding this topic.”

You wondered if you could contest the Avatar of Wrath if you would spend any minute with this audacious child. 

Speaking of the personification of sin, Satan let out a chuckle “We might do that real soon, well, if this is the end of the murders, that is…”

Sebastian and Ciel couldn’t hide their surprise.

Seizing this moment you took the hand from your mouth, pulling out your D.D.D from under your corset.

Snap,

A flash of light went off and you two vanished into thin air. “See ya~”

“Tell me that strange device wasn’t a camera,”

“I’m afraid it was, my Lady.”

“Sebastian!”

It was frustrating that you weren’t allowed to temper with the past. 

The very same night your contact from Scotland Yard called you to the new crime scene. Annie Shepherman was murdered while you were busy with Lord Chamber’s underground auction. 

Her body was severely battered, much worse than the last victims of Jack The Ripper. She was transported and brought to Undertaker for the autopsy which was a technical formality at that point. Satan took pictures of the crime scene for undercover reasons before you called it a day and went back to your hotel.

In the morning you decided to finally go shopping for the brothers and your friends. It was successful this mid-morning. You got:

A fancy pocket watch for Diavolo.

A crested tea storage box for Barbatos additionally to the tealeaves he wanted.

A couple of rare magical ingredients for Solomon.

A classical music gramophone record for Lucifer.

An antique hairbrush and mirror set for Asmodeus.

An original copy of the Hokusai manga for Leviathan.*

A vintage money box for Mammon (aside from several trinkets he’ll resell).

A mechanical music box that played a soothing lullaby for Belphegor.

A large amount of confectionary for Beelzebub (you were glad to have unlimited storage space inside your bag after nearly buying up the Funtom Corporation’s and Harrod’s whole stock of candy).

A hand-crafted royal blue dairy with a fun trick lock for Simeon.

And a receipt book about authentic Victorian desserts for Luke.

Mephistopheles’s hand-carved riding crop was still a work in process, so you had to come back tomorrow. You also haven’t found something for Thirteen and Raphael but you were thinking of buying an embroidered sewing box kit for the angel and one of those fancy umbrellas for the shinigami.   

You also didn’t know what to buy for Satan. Knowing him he has already picked up something super thoughtful for you and you want to show him your appreciation, too, so it can’t be just some book or vinyl. 

As you went your merry way, you found yourself at the doorsteps of The Undertaker shop. Was the silver-haired mortician done with poor Annie? 

Before you knew it, your feet carried you inside.

The jingle of a small bell above the door announced your arrival, but there was no one in the stuffy, dark front room.

“Mister Undertaker?” No reaction. Was he in the pathology downstairs?

You carefully trod forward, half expecting him to emerge from one of these coffins to give you a heart attack. Mammon would take to his heel by now if he was here but you weren’t a scaredy cat. “Undertaker!” you tried again. Nothing.

You opened the coffin he hid inside the last time but it was empty. 

He sure wouldn’t mind if you looked around for a bit, wouldn’t he? 

There was a large cupboard on the far left where a man like Undertaker would fit in. You turned the knob. It didn’t budge at first but after rattling on the door a few times it swung open.

Whoosh.

“Argh!”

Bonus: Somewhere the brothers felt a chill running down their spines as their "MC-is-doing-sth.-reckless"-tingle was activated

*credits go to PerpetuallyAwake / @anunholyabomination, tysm!

Guess who is crawling back...It's me! This was supposed to be even longer but, I kinda wanna be an ass and end with a cliffhanger instead of dragging it into 4000k+ words, so I'll move the following scene to the next chapter (that I will hopefully post in April) [Btw, who can find the gaming references I couldn't help but put in?]

Feel free to give me constructive feedback :)

[sparklingdemon]

hi! my apologies to bother, but I just thought I’d ask here considering I’m not sure where else to do so-

aside from G.Red, what relationships/opinions does Leaf have on the other POKéPASTAs?

hi! i haven't thought much about this, since fallen leaf was more about her opinions on the canon pokemon games - that's a trait she shares with glitchy red, so that's the only one i've given her a canonical opinion on.

that being said, lemme fire off some quick trainerpastas and her thoughts on them!

lost silver!gold: obviously, she feels sorry for him. the horrible feelings that come with accepting your death can be a lot for anyone to deal with, and she can relate immensely with the inability to accept your own early death. she would definitely be polite and sympathetic towards him... but, though she won't say it out loud, she does wonder why kris didn't suffer the same fate as him…

blake (snow on mt silver): similar to LS!gold, leaf does feel sorry for blake, but there's some culture shock involved. fallen leaf's universe is a lot more meta, so things like freezing to death aren't a concern. characters can stand on mt silver for days without freezing or dying. her red has been kept prisoner there for years, without ever being concerned or bothered by the cold at all. violently freezing to death is a foreign concept for fallen leaf, so it'd definitely be a shock for her, but once she gets over it she'll be respectful…!

steven (strangled red): steven's from a different era than leaf. i don't think he exists in the FRLG timeline like he does in RBY (the lack of missingno. makes his miki revival plan impossible) meaning, leaf never would have met him when she was a little kid like gen 1 red did. she never would have looked up to him as a cool role model, she never would have seen his rise and fall. she can only see him as he is now, a crazed murderer who attacks any trainer who dares to enter his house. so yeah, she doesn't like him! she doesn't really like murders in general. despite being a creepypasta character herself, fallen leaf really is a canon character at heart, and is horrified by things that are foreign to the vanilla pokemon games, like violence. which leads up to my next pasta trainer…

blue (blue tears): this one is a lot more complicated and personal than steven. though BT takes place in gen 1, it proposes the idea that red's rival secretly hated him all along and was willing to kill him over it. and if those feelings could apply to red, they should apply to HER, as well. leaf knows that her own blue would never do something like that (he loves and misses her painfully, even tho his feelings have been misplaced onto red), but it makes her horrified and sad to think that blue could ever do that. in a way, she'd feel hurt and betrayed by BT!blue, even though it's not "her" blue. she'd be angry he didn't make his feelings clearer, that he couldn't work it out with his rival… but deep down she'd know the problem isn't red (or by extension, her), it's blue's, for making the choice to kill someone. though, she probably imagines what it would be like if HER blue was like BT!blue. if he came to attack red, she'd know that all of that hate he feels for red isn't meant for him, but for her. he just wouldn't remember it. and that unease wouldn't leave her.

that's all the major trainerpastas i think are relevant for her to have an opinion on, but if there's any others you were interested in hearing, feel free to lmk!

[canirove]

Best friends… forever? | Chapter 2

Author's note: There is a little nod to "Red & Blue" on this chapter for those of you who have read it 😁

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Masterlist

"I can't believe you were that stupid" Ella laughs.

"Thank you for the compliment" Mila says, taking off her boots.

"Unless you do want to kiss Rúben..."

"I don't want to."

"Then why did you say yes to Bruno's idea?"

"Because he was being very annoying and I wanted to enjoy my last day of holidays in peace."

"But we are going to win the League!"

"Yeah, sure" Mila chuckles. "All our rivals have great teams, they are way better than us. It's going to be impossible."

"Exactly!" Ella says. "We are gonna be the underdog, and that's why will win!"

"If you say so..."

"I do. And City is definitely going to win too. If they struggle, someone will help them."

"Ella!"

"It's the truth and you know it" she shrugs. "So you better start thinking about where and how you are going to kiss Mr. Dias."

"Wait, wait, wait, you are going to kiss him?" Lessi says, sitting next to Ella. "Did you finally realize that you are in love with him?"

"I'm not in love with him" Mila says, rolling her eyes.

"Of course you aren't" Ella says, she and Lessi laughing.

"I should have signed for Arsenal."

"Ha!" Ella laughs. "You say that because you don't know Leah. She is the annoying one, not Bruno."

"Her best friend wouldn't be dating Mount if it wasn't because she was constantly talking about him and telling her she was blind" Lessie says.

"But she was actually blind. Everyone could see there was something going on there.”

"Oh my God, I can't believe you just said that" Ella says, both her and Lessie laughing again.

"Whatever. I'm going to take a shower."

"And think about that future kiss?"

"Fuck you, Toone" Mila snaps, showing her her middle finger while they keep laughing.

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"Nah, mate. After saying yes to that, you can't keep telling me you don't fancy Mila. You just can't."

"I said yes just so Bruno would shut up."

"And because you want to kiss her and see if there actually is something there" John insists.

"I don't" Rúben says.

"Then why do you keep going on dates with girls who look like her?"

"What are you talking about?"

"Check the photos of the girls you've been out with lately. Of the girl you are seeing tonight. They all look alike."

"Maybe because I have a type?"

"Yes, and your type is your best friend, the one you want to kiss. Probably more than just kiss."

"Shut up, John" Rúben says, picking up his things from his locker. Maybe all those girls look alike. And maybe they do look a bit like Mila. But just a bit.

"If you get mad it's because you know I'm right."

"Whatever. See you tomorrow."

"One last thing, tho…"

"What" Rúben says, rolling his eyes

"Remember to call your date by her name and not your bffs" John grins, Rúben answering by showing him his middle finger before leaving.

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“Here she is, the future league winner!”

“Feliz Natal, Bruno” Mila says when she walks into the party he is throwing at his house.

“Where is that bff of yours who also happens to be at the top of the league?”

“If he hasn’t arrived yet, he probably still is at City’s Christmas party” she says.

“Oh, yes. Bernardo said that they may be a bit late.”

“I truly hope you are not bothering her already with your nonsense, she just arrived” Bruno’s wife says.

“Was I bothering you?” he asks Mila.

“Not yet” she replies with a smile.

“Whatever” he says, rolling his eyes and leaving Mila and his wife alone.

“Ignore him. How are you?”

“Good, I’m good. You?” Mila asks.

“Hoping everything works out tonight.”

“It will. You throw the best parties, and the house looks beautiful.”

“Thank you” she says. “Though you should be careful about where you sit or stand when Rúben arrives, because Bruno has put mistletoe everywhere to catch you together and make you kiss.”

“Really?”

“Really” she chuckles. “But come, I’ll show you where he put them so you are ready.”

“Thank you very much, you are the best” Mila says, linking her arm with hers.

“Anything for you.”

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“Finally!” Mila says when Rúben shows up.

“Missed me?” he asks with a cheeky smile.

“Dearly. Why did it take you so long?”

“Jack” he sighs.

“Oh… I see. You don’t need to tell me anything else, I’ll probably see it tomorrow online.”

“For the team’s sake, let’s hope you don’t. I’ve brough you a gift, tho” he says, getting some chocolates from his pocket. “They are your favourite.”

“Aww, Rúben, thank you!”

“Can I get a hug in exchange? I had to steal them from Rodri, and if he finds out...”

“Of course you can” she says, throwing her arms around his neck.

“Feliz Natal, bff” he says, hugging her a bit tighter.

“Feliz Natal” Mila replies, feeling her cheeks get warm for some reason.

[g0dtier]

the list that makes me and @dentist-brainsurgeon mortal enemies from now on i guess

extremely lengthy explanations under the cut:

i actually think the S+A tier speak for themselves?

S tier: the goats. im aware its full of third versions but they just happen to be extremely good and added some insane shit to already solid base games (ok diamond and pearl werent solid but the foundation was there). replayability is insane for these.

A tier: the Oh Fuck Yeah games. not in any particular order actually. hgss is absolutely the best remake of all, only held back by the few inherent flaws of the Johto region and by not emulating Crystal enough. as much as i like bw, reverting back to only one region of pokemon never sat right by me, but it's been a while since ive played it, and nowadays i make much more of an effort to try out all new mons. so i could change my mind on this.

i liked usum more than sun/moon, if only for the post game. replayability isnt as high because of the cutscenes every 3 steps, and rotom dex is annoying as shit. aside from that, insanely solid story & postgame imo. red/blue and gold/silver are brimming with weird places in their regions and are chock full of in game lore and legends, which i really like. the ruins of alph & pokemon tower are some of the best locations theyve ever made imo

B tier is the "good but couldve been better" tier. lets go is insane for shiny hunting, but it stops at that imo. the new rival is garbo. sun and moon are good, but the postgame + alola in general is just lacking enough in these games that they dont reach A tier for me. loveeed the island challenges tho. alola itself has just such a good vibe. you really feel like its about community rather than competition. legends arceus couldve been insanely good, but i have never felt as ripped out of a pokemon game as i did when i walked through that cave in the coronet region and started seeing stray pixels around my character. which wasnt a one time thing btw this happens to anyones game & every time as far as ive seen. its gonna sound dramatic but this combined with other graphics glitches made it so clear i was playing a game that it just took me out of the adventure entirely. this is where the graphics glitches really started, and they havent stopped since.

C tier: yellow is just kinda there? i dont care for starter pikachu. i want to, but it gets killed when breathed at, so. idk. the gimmick doesnt work that well for me. sword and shield introduced some insane mons that i love and i want to call it solid real bad, but the story was hot garbage even for pokemon standards, and while the wild area was a great idea, the execution was lacking & because what i assume is a time crunch, the towns were boring as shit as well. diamond & pearl are mediocre to bad, with a great story and mediocre to bad execution, and i shouldve put oras in the :( tier, but the postgame is worth it.

actually im gonna rant about oras. i was so hyped for it but, just, ugh. if youre gonna turn a 2d vague not-specified-what-a-character-is-doing-or-feeling player character to 3d, at least do it correctly. 2d sprites where someone can fill in the blanks not seen on screen but hinted at in text (ie expressions, actions like handing someone something) work infinitely better than 3d sprites who show it badly. also still suffers from the desaturation curse that the 3ds games suffer from. postgame was dope, though. shame the mega latis are ugly as shit.

:( tier: garbage, im so sorry. SV's only redeeming factor is the area zero story. there is nothing else in the game that held my attention. fuck the star team, fuck the big pokemon quests, fuck the towns where you cant talk to anyone or find anything interesting or walk into a house and where every shop looks the game. fuck stores not even having an interior anymore. fuck this larger but emptier and stripped down world full of graphical glitches. fuck the weak ass gyms, fuck geeta, and fuck terrastalizing most of all. i will die for Koraidon & the professor fight fucking ruled but that's all the game had to it for me. do any of yall remember the gym leaders besides like, iono and the snowboard man? no you dont, stop lying to me. gen I put more life into lavender town by making a npc reference some ghost hand on your shoulder than SV does for any town, and they only had black and white 32mb cartridges or whatever to work with. for fucking shame gamefreak. give your devs some time to make a halfway functioning game.

firered and leafgreen do nothing new. i will not discuss the sevii islands. what the fuck even was that. boring. same with brilliant diamond and shining pearl. theyre lower than diamond and pearl because why the fuck did they not decide to remake platinum. what the hell was their damage. seriously platinum was RIGHT there. i caught a full odds shiny ghastly in that game and i still dont care about it.

X&Y suffers from. everything.

[yeehanfrf]

Week 4 Recs: The Rivalmance

This week's Yeehan fic recs were all about "The Rivalmance." That's enemies-to-lovers, rivals-to-lovers, competitive assholes-to-lovers. If you like Yeehan, you know the vibe! Check out the recs gathered from the Yeehan community below, organized by rating then alphabetically by title.

Teen and Up

Hana Song's Guide on How to Not be Weird by LeftHand [27,710 words] Reccer comment: "Still uses the old cowboy name but I love it all the same"

Hanzo would never believe that Hana Song could give such stellar advice or display such wisdom beyond her years. He never expected to make a home for himself among the members of Overwatch. To make peace and find hope in life once again. But he did. He also never expected to get lassoed onto a mission with the most reckless, infuriating, irritating man he'd ever meet. A man in serious need of some guidance. With Hanzo Shimada as his best bet for a clear head? Not being weird is a lot harder than it sounds.

Author's note: This work is not officially completed and has a very round-about ending. I do not plan on ever writing a true final chapter but would still consider the work worth reading. Thanks!

Mature

The 85th Annual King County Bake-Off by venvephe [WIP; 37,995 words] Reccer 1 comment: "Warning: incomplete Still a good au tho" Reccer 2 comment: "Unfinished (4/5 chaps and currently ends at a cliffhanger) but set in a fun AU that makes for charming rivals to lovers YH fic and a fun read."

It’s October first, and it’s all come down to this.

The cake is perfect. He’s been waiting for this moment all year, since the previous baking competition. This is his chance at redemption, at reclaiming the crown of the best baker in the county. It’s a title only the winner of the county fair can hold. He’s waited a year and spent hours upon hours at work. Early mornings and late nights, scrapped ideas and tons of flour and sugar went into his masterpiece. It’s all led to him to standing here, awaiting the announcement of the winners.

This year, it’s going to be Hanzo. Last year’s winner - his rival, his nemesis - is going down. Hanzo’s not going to let his mortal enemy take the crown for a third year in a row.

What kind of name is Jesse McCree, anyways?

Howlin' for you by Mifune [17,489 words] Reccer comment: "a good ff if you enjoy bounty hunter Hanzo×wanted Cassidy!"

McCree makes a stop in Dorado, Mexico, before answering the Recall and meets a mysterious man in a bar that promises to make his night a lot more interesting. or McCree wants to do the right thing, Hanzo is sarcastic and there is a lot of emotional baggage unpacked in one night.

Ricochet by robocryptid [24,016 words] Reccer 1 comment: "Cassidy doesn't want to rejoin Overwatch. Too bad Overwatch doesn't take no for an answer and sends a hot stranger to hunt him down."

Reccer 2 comment: "A fun cat-and-mouse spin on Rivalmance. It’s super engaging, the pacing is impeccable and the chemistry is off the charts. I had so much fun reading (and re-reading) this!"

Cole toppled a government or two, caused a few explosions, murdered more bad guys than he can count, and probably a few innocents too. He caused more collateral damage — ruined more lives — than he’ll ever account for, and the world didn’t change a bit. He did his time, and he’s not going back.

Too bad Overwatch doesn’t want to take no for an answer.

Explicit

Acceptable Substitute by mataglap [47,494 words] Reccer comment: "I go back and reread this so often i think I'm at least 30% of the read stats"

Hanzo has lived without certain things for so long that he has all but forgotten about them. Cassidy is a bright red exclamation mark of a reminder, and Hanzo discovers that the saying "out of sight, out of mind" unfortunately also works in reverse.

Meanwhile, Cassidy is an exceptional liar, and the most egregious of his lies are the ones he tells himself.

Between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea by KittenzCaboodle [WIP; 34,828 words] Reccer comment: "Then I can't not push this ff enough! It's probably one of my favorites!!"

The man first in line for the Shimada throne was the last picture that Cole had been given to memorize. Hanzo Shimada. They had said it was unlikely that he would be sent, as he was too important for such menial tasks, but he was the next likely candidate according to Genji.

He gazed longingly towards the door, aching to step outside and get a fresh breath of the cool night air. As he silently grumbled about the sweat rolling down his back, the bodies grinding against each other in the club making the place hot and steamy in all the wrong ways, he saw him.

Of all the people in the world, Hanzo Shimada, the worst possible person, had just walked through the door and was putting their entire Blackwatch mission at risk.

Somehow, Cole had to distract him long enough to for Genji to get out, and he was willing to do whatever it takes, even if he was caught between the Devil and the Deep Blue Sea.

But when the Devil buys you dinner and is one of the nicest people you've ever met, then things get confusing.

Binary System by mataglap [14,150 words] Reccer comment: "it's one of my comfort series for this ship, it's really funny, both characters are really well written and very in character, and honestly i just absolutely adore everything this amazing writer make"

Hanzo is arrogant and Cassidy is stubborn, which results in the world's strangest game of chicken.

Ichigo by morrezela [27,121 words] Reccer comment: "Qualifies if you squint? YeeHan break-up and aren't very civil to each other for a while"

They break up on a Wednesday.

Nocturne by delicaterosebud [61,160 words] Reccer comment: "This is probably the most bittersweet 'enemies to lovers' I’ve ever read. Some parts of this fic made me a bit uncomfortable, but in a good way (if that makes any sense…)"

After his mentor goes missing in the forest of Aokigahara, Jesse McCree, a member of the world-renowned Overwatch hunting guild, finds himself alone in his desire to save him. Receiving little support from his teammates, who have deemed his rescue effort to be too risky, Jesse must turn to an unexpected - and rather unpleasant - companion for aid.

During their travels together, however, he and the demon named "Hanzo" grow closer, and Jesse learns that the concept of good and evil isn't quite as simple as he had presumed.

One Man's Hero by mataglap [WIP; 99,485 words] Reccer 1 comment: "I can't not rec this one for enemies to lovers!!"

Reccer 2 comment: "A superhero AU ripe with action, beautifully charged and meaningful emotional scenes, superb characterization, meticulous world-building and just stellar writing. I especially enjoyed the side characters in this!"

Hanzo Shimada is an assassin, a murderer, and decidedly not a hero, let alone a superhero — and yet.

Popcorn Redemption by wyntera [WIP; 266,692 words] Reccer comment: "A classic, unfinished but great"

They say life isn't like the movies.

Well, partner, they ain't never worked for Overwatch.

Shift, Refresh by robocryptid [3,168 words] Reccer comment: "bursting through the door with this"

There are worse ways to start the morning after than with the walk of shame. It's not at all what Hanzo planned, but it might be what he deserves.

Survival Instinct by mataglap [36,485 words] Reccer comment: "Very well written, Hanzo's characterization was on point. Also I love remorseful/guilty Cole."

Cassidy takes a new monster hunting contract. It's pretty decent as contracts go: the pay is good, the perks even better, and he's got two competent companions to fight at his side when the monsters come.

Then a third companion arrives and ruins everything.

to lie down with dogs by motorghost [65,540 words] Reccer comment: "practically bursting at the seams with tension, at times almost suffocating (I mean this in the most complimentary way possible)."

Hanzo and Cole are on a top-secret reconnaissance mission in the industrialized wasteland of post-Crisis North Dakota, hunkered down in a factory ill-fit for human occupation. Cole seems fine with the situation, but Hanzo's doubts extend far beyond their little room.

That brings Week 4 to a close! Thank you to everyone who sent in a recommendation! Keep an eye out for next week's theme: "Golden Oldies," or fics from 2016 and 2017!

In the meantime, you can also check out the Week 3 recs here or see the list of past and future themes here!

[spookberry]

Nemona is not in the game yet (sw/sh characters didn't show up until a year later after release so yeah its gonna be a while until she is in there lol)

But yeah, everytime Blue and Red appear they basically adopt and tutor every single trainer they find.

Nothing to do with this but also this game confirms Red as non verbal /selective mute :D

Also I will never forget:

1)the first valentine event, where they just appear in one scene together, and inmediately after Blue says: yeah Red and I will be all day training okey bye!

2)A Villain event where they kidnapped Red and Blue gets tunnel vision until they rescue him, even tho everybody tells him that he is okay, Red is probably escaping already (and they were right, Red was breaking doors)

3)An april fools event where a ditto turns into Red but Blue recognizes the real Red because of the gaze in his eyes.

4) The constant use of the word "rival" is also used on straight pairs (Brendan basically has a crush on May, yet the game will still use rivalry as the main thing)

This has nothing to do with anything, but I have too much knowledge about them and someone has to suffer the consecuences of that

Suffer?? Learning new fun things about one of my favorite pokemon ships could never be suffering

[majormeilani]

however the previous post reminded me, i will say the character design traits that i referenced from the other characters intentionally when i made cassidy because they were traits the other ahit characters had that i really liked lol:

from hat kid: the shape of the collar piece on her cape; puffy clothes (in hat kid's case she has puffy pants but he has sleeves that are puffy sleeves)

from the mafia: the stripes on their sleeves; buttons on their sleeve cuffs (tho cassidy only has one while the mafia have two)

from bow kid: an emblematic symbol on the neck piece of clothes (bow kid has a little kitty pin at the top of her jacket, cassidy has a black widow near where a tie would be); pockets (bow has kitty ones but cassidy has red ones on his waist coat)

from dj grooves: the colors of grooves' feathers (the blue especially); the use of yellow buttons and red on his jacket (not an exact match in color but rather referenced); dark hair color

from conductor: the color of his clothes and similarly to grooves the gold of his buttons; toothy look to his beak; the off-white color of conductor's shirt that is worn under his jacket (conductor's is an off-white tan color while cassidy's errs more on the side of grey)

from empress: darker color palette; swirl shape (empress' whiskers in comparison to the swirl in cassidy's pompadour); the presence of multiple chains (empress' necklace in comparison to the chains that hold on his cape and the ones on his right hip); heterochromia

from pompous crows: pompadour hairstyle; eye color

from mad crows: eye color; two small feathers at the back of their head (but in his case they're his 'hair')

from C.A.W. agents: color of legs and similarly the style of giving him those 'lines' on his feet and legs

from mustache girl: the emblematic style of cape; the shape of the front of her cape in how it drapes her shoulders; the color of the cape

from snatcher: having dark color highlighted by a much brighter color; the swirl in cassidy's hair is also a reference to the 'shadow puppet' dye from death wish's dlc

from mafia boss: trim on his clothes (tho cassidy's is red while mb's is yellow) (tho most colors are not an exact copy of the canon characters but rather similar)

as far as i can remember tho any other characters he shares traits with were unintentional and maybe even a subconscious choice for me to add them lol. some traits however are also unique to him, like the split shape in his cape and the 'bridge' of his nose. the cape splits were to add more of the triangular sharp shape into his design and the nose bridge part was a reference to the type of bird he is, which have those by their beak. the pattern of his feather colors also references a variant of the magpie as well as his orange eye being a reference to one of the variants as well. the outfit was also one i found when i looked up clothes for his occupation and then i just made it really gothic

but beyond character design, some personality traits were also referenced to the others when building his character, personality and story. the most obvious ones being grooves and conductor themselves, as thematic wise they are his rivals as he is also a bird movie director. conductor and grooves are the most heavily referenced in most regards however there are traits he shares with walrus captain (having a rather poorly maintained vacation spot) and empress (having a highly elevated self image as well as constantly preening to maintain it)

there's definitely more i could say about my thought process creating him and what other characters he references in terms of personality and story but i will leave it here lol.

[imhatsunemikurealz]

If you were a sheltered kid in the mid-2010s who played on flashgame hosting sites, you remember this.

The Bomb It Series. And guess what...THEY'RE STILL PLAYABLE. In the late 2010s they were updated into HTML5 games. Not mobile friendly tho w-w when i was like 8 i made a whole story with these dorks in my head.

Blue Robot: main character, energetic, rash, basic shonen hero, has a crush on pink Pink Robot: vain, prissy, "popular girl" obsessed with her looks, oblivious to blue robot's feelings, himedere Orange Robot: Strong, not the smartest, aggressive, has a good heart, basically boom knuckles, twin brother of red robot

Light Green Robot: A spy, big brother of emerald robot, don't touch his sunglasses, takes himself way too seriously in a funny way

Purple Robot: Shy, innocent, sweet, must be protected at all costs, likes black robot Black Robot: Rival of the blue robot, edgy, rude, snarky

Emerald Robot: Tsundere, tomboy, sorta like misty from pokemon, likes blue robot but he doesn't know Red Robot: Aggressive, loud, twin brother of orange robot

[kudzucataclysm]

if the main characters of shattered earth were dramatically color coded, what colors would they be? <- i ask as someone who loves red/blue rival characters and made an entire universe based off of coloring characters ckbejfifje

OOOH um. SE is very RED AND BLUE and GREEN color coding wise buuut lemme see what i can do..

dez is teal while ig francis is reddish orange! maya is very green coded to me but honestly she might come off as more of a yellow…carmine is carmine 😅 azel is BRIGHT PURPLE like lavender or wine colored or any other super bright colors, hammond is green…lupe is orange…friday and thursday are also red and blue :0 carson issss cobalt blue i think? even tho she and maya have that red/blue rivalry feel to me personally…then there’s dmytro with the green that rounds them out ig. they’re a trio v-v or, were at least

is this good. did i answer correctly-