#then he'll ask ed if what he did just then was cool

[blood-n-tears]

Imagine doing something REALLY BAD in Gotham and then you are told you will be taken to the reputed 'king of gotham.' But when you arrive, all that stands before you is a short, gay, hot-headed man that has a limp. 💀🪦💀🪦

🐧・🎩・🌂・🐧・🎩・☂️・🐧・🎩・🌂

[bbokicidal]

"Good Luck, Babe." - Angst! [Maknae Line SKZ]

Notes : Part 2 to the "Are You Serious...?" mini-series where SKZ are walking red flags. Here is your comfort-not-comfort, because sometimes there are no happy endings and they don't redeem themselves.

Warnings : Angst with no comfort, Breakups, Unhappy endings sorry not sorry. Specific warnings for Felix's scenario; Mentions of weight, insecurities, possible ED implication. Warnings for IN's scenario; mentions of him pushing reader in the previous post. These are all obviously fictional scenarios and aren't made to represent the boys in any way.

"Are You Serious...?" Maknae Line Here

Han - Oversharing -> You shut down and quit confiding in him.

Due to his little problem of not being able to keep his mouth shut, you shut down completely after taking a few days to think about yourself and what you want to do about it all. You talked to him about what you felt he was doing wrong and he seemed to understand that you wanted him to hush up about things that are intimate between the two of you - but the next day you overheard him telling Seungmin yet again things about you that only he should know about your body.

You decided to quit confiding in him after Seungmin had texted you that he'd spoken up again and even gave you details after you asked what all he had said.

Jisung doesn't even seem to notice. Maybe he's too busy with work, maybe he's just that dense.

Everyone else sees the way you stay quiet at their little group outings these days, stealing glances at you in worry that something had happened. They all take note of your silence. Well, all of them but Jisung it seemed.

Naturally, he snapped on you when he did notice, not realizing that it was his own fault you'd stopped coming to him to talk. He'd boiled over one night when you'd rejected his advances and when you told him it was because you were tired of him telling the others about your intimate moments together, he decided to confront you - asking why you were blaming him for it.

The argument was small for him, and a deal-breaker for you. He had completely forgotten about you telling him to cool it with 'spilling the tea' about your relationship and was now upset at you for not being as romantic with him.

It takes one week for you to move your things out little by little, ending the relationship with him when he comes home one day by handing him the apartment keys and walking out.

Felix - Ordering food for you / Controlling your diet -> You distance yourself from him after developing insecurities because of him.

He notices it - unlike *cough cough* someone up above.

Felix immediately catches on after the first few times you go out to eat with Minho or Changbin instead of grabbing dinner with him after rehearsals. At first he feels a bit dejected, wondering why you'd chosen to go out with them instead of him when he's your boyfriend; But the new few times, he's actually a bit angry at it happening over and over.

He'll confront you about it to ask what's going on - but he'll do it when he follows you, Changbin, and Chan to a small restaurant. You're sitting with a mouthful of food, chewing slowly as he approaches the table and sits down at the end to stare you down and ask what's going on.

Changbin has to reach over and tell him to cool it when he accuses you of potentially seeing one of his hyungs while you're dating him, telling the younger member to drop it before he ends up in hot water.

But you snap to defend yourself, telling Felix the main reason you'd gone to eat with them so often is because they don't have a word to say about what you eat nor how much of it. They don't let their diets control others around them and while you applaud and respect them for sticking to their diet, you appreciate that they let you eat as much as you want without complaining or commenting on it.

Felix has the nerve to spin the narrative and question why you're eating so little when you're 'perfect the way you are,' - and after developing a crippling insecurity of your waist and sides because of him consistently buying you food and controlling what you eat, you feel you have every right to smack the man in that moment.

But you refrain from the action, only because of the older two sitting there, and grab your wallet. Handing Changbin the cash for your food, you give Felix a hard glare and spit a quiet "We're done." before walking out of the restaurant.

Felix sits, feelings stirring in his stomach as he looks to the others. They both frown, faces twisted in annoyance and disappointment with his actions. "Dude..."

Seungmin - Being Evasive / Not Responding -> The relationship fizzles away when you give him the same treatment.

After deciding Seungmin didn't deserve to hear your concerns, worries, or thoughts about not only your relationship but everything around you because he wouldn't even care to listen - you took up the same response he gave you and simply ignored him or shrugging any time he told you something about his day.

Eventually, you're just roommates. People question how you do it, how you stay living with him when he was so dismissive of you prior to ... whatever this is.

Passing each other in the hallway in the morning, making separate breakfasts, sleeping in different rooms just co-existing.

"Aren't you going to invite your girlfriend to dinner with us?" Jisung questions without thought as everyone gathers to leave the practice room.

Seungmin shrugs, slinging his jacket over his shoulder. "She's not my girlfriend anymore."

Everyone's eyes draw to you on the sofa, scrolling on your phone. You look up, giving a small shrug as if agreeing. Saying, 'it is what it is.' without words.

They seem to fumble a bit before nodding, leaving the practice room in a slow line. Seungmin closes the door as he exits last and you don't bother to follow, deciding to stay for a bit before heading back to your shared apartment to once again seclude yourself in your room and live another day together as - No, not friends. Just roommates.

Jeongin - Physically pushing you away -> The relationship ends the next day.

You don't wait. There is no point in waiting. Not when Jeongin physically could have harmed you when he pushed you away from him the night before. By the time he wakes up the next morning around eleven - you're gone.

Everything is moved out, not a trace of your existence left behind. He doesn't really need anymore confirmation that the relationship is over - He sighs out to himself before checking his phone to see that Felix had sent him multiple messages biting into him with words of anger and disappointment.

You must've confided in him for comfort as you moved everything out, and Jeongin can't blame you.

He ultimately decides to try and move on right away, eating quick before going to practice with the others as if everything were normal. Felix is oddly silent that day, tonguing his cheek anytime he looks in Jeongin's direction.

The day seems normal to everyone but him and Felix - until a man in a all-too-fancy suit walks into the room and apologizes for interrupting their rehearsal. He says Jeongin's name aloud and stepping forward, the maknae's brows furrow in light confusion at the papers handed to him.

The embarrassment at being informed you'd filed a restraining order against him in front of everyone else was enough to make him want to sink into the Earth forever.

[rogueddie]

Trinkets of Affection T | 700 words Prompt for @steddielovemonth: Love is not in the big things but in the small ones

Steve is Eddies first serious relationship. Even when he fantasized about what his future love life might be, he never thought he could get anything even close to what Steve gives him.

He loves with everything he is, Eddie quickly realized. If there's anything he can think of that might make Eddie smile, he does it. He turns up with flowers, or mixtapes, or rings.

One time he'd turned up with a paper rose that he'd made himself. He explained that he had thought Eddie might like things that were made, that took effort, more than expensive things.

He's right, of course.

But it all builds up, and Eddie wants to give Steve things too.

The first thing Eddie thinks to get him is a ring. He's noticed how much Steve's eyes linger on his own, how often he'll start playing with Eddie's rings when they hold hands, how he has favorites.

He can't simply buy Steve some ring he thinks he might like though. Anyone could do that. Eddie wants it to be special.

So, he digs through the tub he uses to organise all his rings. He separates them into two piles; rings he wears, and one he won't miss.

It's almost too easy to find one that Steve will like.

But, looking it over, he starts to doubt himself. Especially because it's not one of the rings he bought- it's the one he made.

The ring is painfully simple, and poorly made. Eddie is surprised it's lasted as long as it had.

It's little more than a a plain silver band with a cool rock he found on the ground stuck onto it. He can't even remember what he used to get it on there.

He had been so proud though. He had wanted to do something, and he did it.

He only hopes that he's right in thinking that Steve is as sentimental as Eddie thinks he is. That, or he also likes cool rocks.

"A gift?" Steve teases, immediately. "Aw, for me?"

"It's not much, it's..." Eddie awkwardly pulls the ring out, keeping it hidden in his fist. "I made it, like, years ago and... that seems like something you'd think was cool. Or, uh, romantic. Right?"

"Very romantic."

"Ok, uh... here."

Steve stares at the ring, dropped onto his palm, for a horrifyingly long amount of time.

"I know it's not-"

"You made this?" Steve cuts him off. He finally looks up at Eddie, with an unreadable expression.

"Well... yeah. I was only, like, thirteen so it's not very... uh... pretty?"

"What? No, Eds, this is- this is perfect."

He shifts the ring in his hands, before trying to squeeze it onto his pinky finger. It only just fits.

"I can get you something better."

Steve snorts, still looking at the ring as he turns his hand so he can see the different angles. "Good fucking luck," he mumbles.

Steve doesn't take the ring off that day, or that week, or ever. Eddie isn't sure he ever does take it off, outside of taking a shower.

"I don't want it to get, like, water damage!" Steve explained, when Eddie asked.

"It's just... isn't it annoying?" Eddie tried. "Wearing it all the time? It's clunky and-"

"And I like it. You made this, Eds. It's not a small thing to me."

"It's just a rock."

"Sure it is."

"Steve-"

"Eddie," Steve's tone is sharp enough that Eddie's mouth snaps shut. "This is something you made. It's your ring, and I get to wear it. Like... I can't tell everyone how much I love you, but this way I can at least show them."

"... oh."

"You get it now?"

"That- yeah. Yeah, I get it."

Steve glances around the shop before leaning in, stealing a quick kiss, before turning to the shelf in front of them. "Good. So, I was thinking this one might fit better. What do you think?"

"Yeah, it looks great."

But his eyes are still trained in Steve. He grins, barely paying attention to what he goes on to rant about, too lost in how his heart flutters when he glances down at his hand, at the ring he still wears.

[danieyells]

@2flowerz also asked for Lyca so

NOW WITH 100% MORE DOGGO LYCA. HE IS DEFINITELY A HUMAN AND NOT A WEREWOLF. He is trying very hard to be a human. I love him very much. . . .

Hello: (the first time the game is opened after that character is set as home screen NPC. Only happens once per day, unless the character is switched out and back.)

"...You again. Where're we going today?"

You've Got Mail: (whenever there's something in the inbox, usually Arena rewards)

"Hey, you got letters. Don't you have to read them? Oh, don't you know how?"

he understands if you can't read, man. neither can he.

Default: (requires no affinity, has no time constraints)

"You smell sweeter than usual today... Stop. Go away."

after learning that the pc is going to turn into the anomaly that cursed them any sort of 'you smell nicer than normal' feels like such a threat lmao

"You want to touch me? Fine. Ten seconds and that's it."

that is more than enough my good sir

"When I find Neros, I wanna prove I've been getting along with humans. Then he'll definitely let me live with him."

considering he related the term 'neglect play' to what Neros did to him. . .I'm not so sure. . .and if Neros was as old as he sounds like he was, I wonder if he's even still alive. . . .

"Hey! Moth-eaten Casanova! Where'd you go? I'm gonna show you my special move today."

"special move" in Japanese is 「必殺技」 or 'lethal move'/'killer technique', usually unique to a person or fighting style. Not sure if he wants to show Ed how cool he is or try and kill him lmao--

"This phone thingy they gave me keeps making noises and making me jump... Why do I gotta carry it everywhere? It's scary!"

Affinity 1: (between 5am and 11am)

"Mnn... Let me sleep... Don't touch me... Zzz..."

Affinity 2: (between 11am and 4pm)

"Laws, school regulations, anomalous law... Manners, morals, rules... How're you s'posed to remember all that?"

man i wish i could tell you. . .i've mostly got the morals in order, that's basically just 'don't do harm to others' when you get down to it. laws are about 50% 'don't do things that may endanger you or others' and 50% bullshit. the rest you're kinda on your own with.

Affinity 3: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"Urgh... My skin's crawling... Moon must be gettin' round soon..."

Affinity 4: (between 8pm and 5am)

"At first I was sad 'cause I got put in a different house to Suba, but all kinds of stuff happens here every day so it was fine."

awww he was sad because he doesn't get to see Subaru as often but he's not bored so it's alright! glad he's comfortable ;u;

Affinity 5: (between 8pm and 5am)

"H-Hey, don't come so close! Somethin' about your scent makes my stomach feel weird!"

WE'RE ONLY ON AFFINITY 5 DUDE YOU CAN'T BE CATCHING FEELINGS THIS EARLY it's probably because he's scared of girls or something lol

Affinity 6: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"I didn't do anything wrong! Those guys were saying mean stuff about me 'cause they thought I couldn't hear. All I did was yell at them."

I hate how they won't even let Lyca defend himself verbally. . . .

Affinity 7: (between 11am and 4pm)

"I don't mind classes. The teachers say cool stuff. Once I learn to read the textbooks and the notes and the blackboard it'll be perfect."

HE'S GONNA BE SUCH A GOOD STUDENT WHEN HE CAN READ???

Affinity 8: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"There was this big noise in our practical class and my ears popped out. Everyone ran away screaming. Damn it..."

wow they're cowards if the ears alone scared them. . .how're they supposed to deal with anomalies if that scared them!?

Affinity 9: (between 8pm and 5am)

"This? It's a picture book, duh. How come you don't know that when you're a human? I study with it before bed, everyone does it."

I wonder who made him a picture book of all the things he'd be learning as a first year to study with. . . . . .or maybe it's just a generic picture book lol

Affinity 10: (between 10pm and midnight)

"This blanket's not trash, it's just dirty. I can't sleep without it, so hands off."

he really loves that blanket huh. it must be one of the only things he had from his childhood or from being looked after by neros. . . .

Affinity 11: (between 5am and 11am)

"What's a "so-shul skill"?  That blond gigolo was talking about them. He said I don't have any. Is that a good thing?"

he's got social skills!! Just. . .not very human social skills!!!

Affinity 12: (between 11am and 4pm)

"I'm starving... I wanna eat Sho's food, but I can't order it without Suba... Wait, you can read, right?"

Lyca slowly realizing how many people he knows can actually read and thus can help him with placing orders for delicious foods--

Affinity 13: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"That moth-eaten Casanova's in his room all day so I tried to take him for a walk, but he locked his door and ignored me. The hell?!"

LYCA CONTINUES TO SCRATCH AT ED'S DOOR COME FOR WALKIES ED!!!!

Affinity 14: (between 5am and 11am)

"That stupid blond gigolo ran off with my blanket. I'm not done sleeping yet..."

tbf your blanket is filthy. . .and I get it, it's what you've got and it smells familiar but. . . .

Affinity 15: (between 5am and 11am)

"I can't get back to sleep... I'm gonna wake up that moth-eaten Casanova for a walk."

lyca is a dog scratching at your bedroom door with his leash in his mouth like 'yes it is time for walkies now rise human'

Affinity 16: (between 11am and 4pm)

"The teacher asked us to name an anomalous plant you can eat but when I did he said humans can't eat it. So what? I can, so I'm not wrong."

I AGREE WITH HIM HE SHOULD NOT GET THAT MARKED WRONG. if you only want a human applicable question say 'humans' not 'you.

Affinity 17: (between 10pm and midnight)

"In the last place I never knew what time it was and I pretty much just slept all day. Now I gotta get used to having a "roo-teen.""

Affinity 18: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I'm drawing. If I draw all the good stuff and bad stuff that happened every day I won't forget about it."

if he could write he'd keep a diary but since he can't write he's keeping a picture diary. . .and he's a really good artist according to his character story, so it's probably a pretty faithful recreation of whatever happened that day. i'd love to see his picture diary. . . .

Affinity 19: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Huh? The blood on my bed? ...It's nothing. Don't touch my stuff, you're gonna get your smell all over it!"

WHY IS THERE BLOOD IN YOUR BED, BUDDY. ARE YOU OKAY??? IF YOU ATE SOMETHING IN BED THAT'S FINE I JUST DON'T WANT YOU TO BE INJURED. . . .

Affinity 20: (between 5am and 11am)

"...Did you cry? Your scent is all squeezy. How come?"

smelling you sad makes him sad too so tell him why you're feeling sad and he can make the sad go away?

Affinity 21: (between 11am and 4pm)

"I wanna go to the cafeteria, but the teachers won't give me my pocket money. They said I'll get "spoiled." The hell does that mean?!"

GIVE HIM SOME MONEY SO HE CAN BUY FOOD???? HE NEEDS TO EAT????? HE'S BUSY WITH CLASS SO HE CAN'T GO ON MISSIONS YOU CAN'T JUST STARVE THE BOY????

Affinity 22: (between 4pm and 8pm)

"That moth-eaten Casanova told me humans like it if you ignore them sometimes. Something about playing hard to get? I'm gonna try it tomorrow."

I wonder if that has anything to do with Subaru's home screen chat where he wonders why Lyca hasn't messaged him back. . .he's trying to play hard to get because he thinks it'll make Subaru like him more. . . .

Affinity 23: (between 8pm and 5am)

"I'll stay here and be quiet at night, even when the moon's not round. 'Cause you're tired, aren't you? Go sleep."

even if he doesn't have to stay or even if he wants to make lots of noise, he'll stay and be quiet so it's easier for you to fall asleep. He won't be loud and you don't have to worry about him! so sleep tight!

Affinity 24: (between 10pm and midnight)

"Sleep here. Huh? Is there a law that says we can't sleep together? There's not, is there? Hurry up and lie down."

it's pretty much innocent. . .he just wants you close by. . .being able to smell you while he sleeps would probably make it easier to fall asleep. . .feel safe and familiar and everything. . . .

Affinity 25(max): (no time constraints)

"I'm gonna work hard... I'll gonna work so hard, they're gonna say I can live with humans forever..."

Lyca, despite being a werewolf, is a lot like Kaito in that he just wants to be a normal human. Except he never started as a normal human, so he has a bit further of a distance to go to become one. . .he's not a dog, he doesn't wanna be a pet or an animal or anything like that. He wants to be a person like everyone else. But it's hard when others reject him, and when everyone says they think he's too dangerous even when he hasn't done anything wrong. Other ghouls--other humans--do way worse stuff than he does, and yet he's still held to a higher standard. It's not fair. But he's working as hard as he can to catch up. . . .

Spring: (March-May) (between 5am and 11am)

"That blond gigolo tried to wash my blanket! He's never coming in my room again!"

he does not like spring cleaning--

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Lately there's flower smells everywhere, but sometimes there's one that kinda smells like you."

IT'S GONNA BE HILARIOUS IF THE ANOMALY THAT CURSED YOU HAPPENS TO LIVE IN OBSCUARY'S FOREST. . .LIKE YEAH IT'S JUST OUT THERE IT WAS ALWAYS ON CAMPUS IDK WHAT TO TELL YOU WE COULD'VE BEEN WORKING ON THIS CURE BEFORE YOU GOT IT.

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Harurin kept nagging, so I went to the safari park. Not gonna lie...it was super fun."

I love that Lyca uses the nicknames Rui uses for some people lol and I bet he loved running around Jabberwock!!! All that fresh open air and the wildlife. . .he's a wolf at heart really and truly.

(between 8pm and 5am)

"Cherry blossom petals are super fun. They're like, whoosh, then they fall everywhere. I wish our house had some."

Summer: (June-August) (between 5am and 11am)

"Urgh... My head...it hurts... This? It's shaved ice. The blond gigolo told me to eat it so I don't get "heat eggs-aw-schun.""

oh buddy you're eating it too fast. . . . . .

(between 11am and 4pm)

"I was just in that moth-eaten Casanova's room and it was so cold I thought it was gonna snow! Is he secretly a yeti?"

okay it was only 63 degrees in there it wasn't THAT cold Lyca.

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"I'm gonna go practice swimming at Harurin's place. Can you do other stuff besides doggy paddle?"

I can't swim at all so. you are miles ahead of me my friend.

(between 8pm and 5am)

"I know I said I always wanted to do sparklers, but... you sure this's okay? I thought we're not s'posed to play with fire!"

canid instincts are kicking in--fire BAD and SCARY and DANGEROUS. ABORT MISSION.

Autumn: (September-November) (between 5am and 11am)

"I just tried to join in with some guys playing with a ball, but they said I don't know the rules and told me to go away."

THEN TEACH HIM THE RULES god they're such jerks around here.

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Blond Gigolo was makin' this massive fire near the garden just now. It smelled all burnt and sweet... Is that some kinda ritual?"

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"Finished my picture. That Romi guy who comes to the bar all the time said he wanted one, so it's for him."

Romeo does like fine things. This just goes to show how good of an artist Lyca is! I bet Romeo's gonna frame it and put it somewhere people can see lol or maybe just keep it in his room. . .that or he wants to see if he can get him to make a forgery and profit off poor Lyca--

(between 8pm and 5am)

"Moth-eaten Casanova said humans like looking at the moon... D'you get sad if you can't see it?"

Winter: (December-February) (between 5am and 11am)

"I'm gonna go play at that big ice castle after class! Huh? 'Cause playing in the snow's fun."

THE FROSTHEIMERS BETTER NOT GIVE HIM TROUBLE LET MY BOY RUN AND ROMP IN THE SNOW!!!!!!!

(between 11am and 4pm)

"Mm, I don't really feel the cold. Humans get warm when they run around too, don't they? Race you over there! "

he is having so much fun in the winter ;;;;; just running around and playing. . . .

(between 4pm and 8pm)

"My fingers have been gettin' all tingly and stiff and my hair's all crunchy! What's up with that? "

maybe playing in the snow a little too much lol--

(between 8pm and 5am)

"How d'you drink hot drinks so quick? They always burn my tongue... Huh? Dogs have sensitive tongues? I'm a wolf, not a dog..."

His birthday: (April 19th)

"Oh right, it's my birthday. Neros told me my mom wrote down the date."

Your birthday:

"It's your birthday, right? No, I only know 'cause that blond gigolo was yelling about it. ...Here's your present."

I bet he drew something really nice or found you something really cool ;3;

New Years: (January 1st)

"Hope you have a happy and prop...props... prosp...prospinous? new year... Damn it, I practiced that for ages..."

Valentine's Day: (February 14th)

"Oh, thanks. Professor Nicolas said I can't eat chocolate, so I'll give it to Casanova and Gigolo!"

why would you even risk giving him chocolate in the first place lmao. . .also in Japanese he says "I'll share with those two idiots" instead of "casanova and gigolo" lmao

White Day: (March 13th)

"This is for you. I dunno what kinda stuff human girls like, but Suba helped me pick it, so it's prob'ly fine."

Subaru knows girls' tastes is Lyca's logic I guess lmao Subaru is a lil on the femme side comparatively--

April Fool's Day: (April 1st)

"Why's everyone being so mean today?! Telling lies and laughing at me... They're all jerks...!"

please explain the day to him. . .people are mean enough to him as it is. . . .

Halloween: (October 31st)

"My ears and tail are out? I know, I'm doing it on purpose. The moth-eaten Casanova said it's okay today."

THE ONE DAY HE CAN BE HIMSELF IS HALLOWEEN BECAUSE NO ONE WILL THINK ANYTHING OF IT. . .they'll just think it's a cool costume or maybe a fox robe! And he'll get candy for it!!!

Christmas: (December 25th)

"Hey, look! When I got up this present was next to my pillow! Santa really came..."

WHO TAUGHT HIM ABOUT SANTA. . .AND WHY. . .then again Romeo said Santa's reindeer is real so. . .it probably isn't actually harmful to teach him about Santa since Santa's probably somewhat real here. . . .

Idle: (about 20 seconds without interacting with the game) (below 13 affinity)

"...I'm going for a walk."

(13 affinity and above)

"Hey, you alive? Huh, you're breathing so I guess so."

Absent: (logging in for the first time in 2 or more days?)

"How come you stopped coming? Do you hate me? It made my heart all squeezy, so don't do it again."

oh no sweetie. . .sometimes we just have to take care of things and disappear without wanting to. . .sometimes life gets in the way instead of finding away. . . . . . . .

JUST. . .SWEETEST OF SWEETHEARTS. HE'S SO CHILDISH AND ADORABLE AND SWEET AND GOOD. . .I WILL USE MY TEN SECONDS OF PETTING TIME WISELY. He really does try harder than anyone, he's so determined and I believe in him so much. I want my boy to be happy.

[shyentsmissingink]

.PLACIDITY by rena|shyent

-Scaramouche x fem!reader

-Reader's autistic if you squint (you can certainly read regardless whether or not you are <3)

-reader is like, a head taller than him

-male masturbation

.When he’d open his eyes, you would cease the brushing of the back of your fingers against the porcelain smoothness of his cheeks, responding to the placidity of Scaramouche’s stare with an aversion of your eyes to the transparency of your window’s glass. The coolness of the evening’s waning heat makes warm—the tone—the baby hairs on your cheeks and the curls sprouting from your scalp. 

Your head would be propped up against an old cushion, the back of his resting comfortably against the midsection of your chest and legs wrapped loosely around his waist. Scaramouche had half the urge to reach his hand out and touch you; to graze the corner of your eye, to your cheekbone, to palm your cheek and to brush your lips with the flat tip of his thumb; to reciprocate your ministrations. Instead, however…

“What?”

“Uh…what?”

“You want to say something; spit it out.”

You hum, “Nothing.”

He’d return to staring at the ceiling with a sigh, closing his eyes once more. You would resume the stroking of his cheeks, and the contours and curves of his face, hands on either side, holding him like a prized possession. Each time Scaramouche would have awakened from his half sleep, he’d glance up to meet you, the permutation in heat, the weather and the colours of the sky would be emulated in the warmth and the coolness of your ever-changing hue.

“Hey, Sweetheart?”

It would never cease to make his heart stutter a beat when you referred to him as such. Sweetheart. He remembered the first time you'd called him that, the hesitation in your tone, fidgeting, and the indecisiveness expressed in the flapping of your hands.

When you'd finally managed to stutter it out, he couldn't help but tease you. Nonchalant, had Scaramouche been, or at least...he would like to think that you hadn't noticed the reddening at the edge of his ears as he'd turn away from you.

Nevertheless, he hums in response, voice cracking from misuse.

“Do you wanna masturbate?”, you asked.

“What-”

Yeah, so, anyway he choked on his spit, flying into a sitting position—a coughing fit—tears pricking at his eyes, cheeks dusted pink and glaring at you like you’d called his mother hot (again). 

“What the fuck-”,  he strangled out. “Kind of question is—did I hear that-?”

“Wanna masturbate?”  You’d propose again, tilting your head. Okay, he did hear that right.

“...Why?”

“Because I wanna see you masturbate-”

“Okay, yeah, no I get that, but why?”

“The real question is why not?”

“No, dumbass, it’s not. Who suddenly asks ‘wanna masturbate?’”

“...Girls who wanna see their boyfriends masturbate?”

“...”

“Is that a no?”

“How did I end up with someone like you...”

“Is this you calling me spec-ed again?” you whine.

“No—Archons…”, one day, he'll understand how you ever jump to the conclusions that you do. That, he swears.

“So?”

Your boyfriend did not know how to respond to that and took to lying back down against your body on his side instead. Or well, atleast, he hadn't come to a conclusion yet…

Am I actually considering this? 

He clasps your breast and massages it in circles with a roll of his eyes. He flicks at a hardening, impervious nipple followed by a series of squishing. It made for the perfect stress ball, really. A really cute stress ball.

He loved how perfectly the ball of tissue fit so perfectly in his palm, the gap between your breasts that would perfectly accommodate his head, how you'd caress his hair and shoulders whenever he cupped a feel. Just as you were now.

It felt safe, this trust, this exclusivity. He didn't want to say it yet because he is afraid of startling you, but he loves you, well as the mutual sanctity that you both can find in each other's presence. He absolutely adores you, he truly does... but the shit that comes out of your mouth, by the gods. He'd eat broken glass for you, certainly. But have you ever looked at a girl and wondered, what is going through her mind?

“...Would it be coercion if I said please?”

“I don’t think so? I don’t feel pressured by you.” He never does.

With some pondering on his words, connecting the dots around the definition of the word, you eventually nod in agreement.

“Oh. So, please?” You pause, before adding teasingly, “If you do…I’ll give you a scooby snack.”  I should pinch her for that, he considers.

“That is not a real thing.”

“It can be.”

“It is not a real thing, [name].”

“But it can be—man, you’d look cute on a leash.”

“I’ll do it—wait, what?”

“You’d put on a leash for me?”

“No—archons…”

So, that is how he found himself slipping his fingers underneath the band of his shorts, tracing the line of his hip—as if to delay it—with you wrapped around his body.

“You don’t have to do it if you don’t want to.”

“What, did you finally realise how absurd this is?”

“Not absurd, I still want this, but-”

“But?”

“Don’t cut me off-”

“You’re acting as if you weren’t about to go on a whole tangent of ‘hms’ and ‘buts’ and ‘uhs’.”

“...fuck off.”

“Do you want me to do it or not?”

“Please.”

“Then shut up.”

“You always tell me to shut up…”, you pout. Cute.

Scaramouche exhales as the rest of his hand disappears into his pants, his fingers trailing along the length of his cock, creating a larger bulge outlining it. He’d prod his cock under his shorts, squeezing it lightly before trailing his thumb along a less than prominent vein, yet, he couldn’t derive any pleasure from it. It was like he'd forgotten how to touch himself. Recognizing his nervousness, you cover his eyes with your hand and rub circles into his lower stomach.

“Is this okay?”

He takes his hand out and fondles the bulge through the fabric of  his shorts. It was when he’d roll his hips into his hand had Scaramouche finally reach into his shorts to palm his newfound arousal, giving it a light squeeze and murmurs his approval as he feels a fraction of his nervousness fading away.

He uses his free hand to his boxers, allowing his dick leeway to spring out. So that’s what it looks like, you thought. It was your first time seeing one, aside from years back when you were younger and changing with the opposite sex hadn’t been taboo. Weird. 

Scaramouche’s legs were somewhat stiff, as if he didn’t want to show any more reaction than what he deemed necessary. His thumb circled the tip, giving the upper end of his member an occasional pump, inducing beads of precum and collecting them at his fingertips, slowly making his way down as he coat the length little by little. All the while, you'd massage your heel into his outer thigh, your hand going from his stomach to his waist before going south.

"May I touch you here?" You whisper.

"Mhm..."

And with a smile, you caress his hip dip. Once he’d finally reach the base, Scaramouche pumped himself a few before repeating the process while slowly producing a pool of saliva within the confines of his mouth. So, when he finally let out a soft groan, a finger grazing a vein, he'd lubricate his palm with his spit. You had to admit, watching him coat his hand with his own fluids was pretty hot.

You nudge a knee of his to the side with another foot, coaxing him to spread his legs a bit, and his complies without protest. At last, his hand wraps around his cock. Slowly, he begins with an almost lackadaisical roll of his hips, his hand moving in equilibrium as he gradually finds his pace.

It's dark, Scaramouche would realise, as you brush back his bangs, bringing an end to the compromisation of his sight. And you're beautiful. He adds, a momentary last of his shutting eyes, repressing a hum in response to the growing pleasure pooling between his legs.

"Your eyes are so pretty, and listen to the way you pant, gosh."

Your middle to pinky finger caressed the angle of his mandible, index tracing a line of drool trailing down his jaw.

"And the way your hips are moving…it’s so cute.”

“Cute?” he exhales, brows furrowing.

“Yeah, cute. And, I love how easily I can wrap my legs around you. You’re so small, y’know?”

“Small isn’t really what a guy would like to be called by his girlfriend when he has his dick out in front of her.”

“Scara, you’re like a head smaller than I am, you’re literally a petite guy…And well, I wouldn’t know whether or not you’re big or small...I’ve never seen another guy’s penis before. But it’s okay, if it makes you feel better, I’d like you even if you were modest in size.” you run a hand over his chest over his shirt.

“Modest…can’t tell whether or not I should slip a tear or take what I can get.”

“I don’t watch porn! How should I know? What do you want me to say, oh Scara, your dick is so big and fat and-”

“What’d make me feel better is if you'd just shut up and- yeah...t-that's fine...”

You insert your hand into the neckline of his shirt, the back of your nails scraping the bareness of his chest. You had to be careful to not rush it, lest you'd want to accidentally nick him with the ridges, but you can hear the blood in your chest rumbling!

Excited at the prospect of making your adorable boyfriend squirm. To make him feel good. To hear him moan and groan and whimper and hum and cuss, to coax the cute thrusting of his hips out of him, to hear him say your name like he wanted to fuck you. So cute, so needy, so precious.

Scraping lightly against his skin and fingers splitting just as they were about to touch was most sensitive. You’d repeat this motion a few more times as your boyfriend would nudge his chest towards your touch, trying to atleast get you to graze him where he needed you to. 

“Stop teasing me.. ” 

“Haha! I’m sorry, but the way you’re reacting is just so cute! I—oh gods, was that a whimper? Would you do it again if I…” You relent with your teasing, eager to earn yourself another one. You press your thumb down on his nipple and your grin widens as his eyes roll back. He was practically seeing stars, brain short-circuiting for a moment.

Your gaze furthers down as you drank in the sight of Scaramouche's heels kneading into the mattress, the contractions of his stomach, the twitching of his thighs, the acceleration of his hand gliding along his slickened cock and the tantalizing jerk of hips. He could feel the pressure building up, the blood rushing to his dick and the trails of fire the cells left in its wake through his body. His climax was approaching.

His low moans devolve into round of panting and groaning before transitioning into a stream of choppy whimpering and needy hums. All this time, he'd been looking outwards at the ceiling, but as his climax approached, Scaramouche would chin up and find it in himself to look up at you, reciprocating the tenderness of you gaze with a lustful and affectionate haze. Whatever reserves he had fading to the back of his mind, and archons, he loves you so much. You're so beautiful, how-

Scaramouche's skin prickles, the knot in his stomach comes undone. So—with the arch of his back—he chokes back a moan, substituting it with a strangled cuss and a hiss as he felt his orgasm roll in waves through his nerves, to the very tip of his digits. You wrap your arms around him once more and with a squeeze, you bury a kiss into his scalp. You watched in an almost childlike fascination, toes flickering and a soft string of hums vocalising at the back of your throat, tapping your fingers on him, as his shot up in threads.

"...It's kind of like silk...from a spider."

He finally fell limp and breathless and your legs wrapped almost snuggly around him once more. It had taken him a moment to process what you just said, coming down from his high. When he did, however, he groaned. Whether or not it was due to the aftershocks of his orgasm or out of annoyance (probably both), he didn't quite know. You assumed the latter though.

"[name], no. Gods...fuck." he mumbles, followed by some incoherent cussing and murmurs.

Scaramouche rolls to the side and cups you breast once more, languish, fondling it before slipping his still messy hand up your shirt. It felt weird...you liked it. And how cute he was, when he'd eventually succumb to his fatigue. And, soon, he'd awaken to you too once more.

Author's note: Pleaseeee comment!! This was my first smut and I'd love to hear some praises and constructive criticism. And please reblog :D Thank you so much for reaching to the end.

[is-the-snake-video-cute]

I've asked before about some of the dumbest or silliest things your snakes have done, but let's flip that around! What are some of the cleverest things you've caught your snakes doing? An "oh, wow, I didn't know you could do that" moment?

Ooh, fun question!

My Mexican black kingsnake Ed is probably the smartest snake I have right now, it's really cool to work with him on training because it just clicks for him. When we work on target training he knows he has to touch the target with his nose to get his treats, so if I'm taking too long he'll tap it repeatedly to make sure it takes. It's super cute and just proves he knows exactly what he's doing.

My little Cali king Viago is super food-motivated, and recently he did something that kinda surprised me. He's bad for mistaken feeding bites, so I always use lots of strong-smelling hand sanitizer before handling him. He was checking out my fingers, as usual, and he just gently opened his mouth, didn't even bite down, just checked out one finger to make sure it wasn't food, then went to the next one and kept doing it until he'd checked all of my fingers! It was so methodical it really took me by surprise - he was really going "hmm, this one isn't food...what about this one?"

My Trans Pecos ratsnake Stede has assigned himself a dedicated "handling branch." He likes to hang out and bask on one particular branch, and when I'm opening his doors for a handling session, he gets down to his little ledge and waits. It took me months to realize he goes to the same spot every time! I guess when he was younger I usually picked him up from that ledge, and in his mind he made the connection "this ledge = time to go out and explore," so now he just goes there whenever he's expecting some handling time. It's great for both of us because it lets me know he's in the mood to come out, too!

Hobie the Borneo python has been checking out his climbing branches more, and the way he's figuring out which ones can support his weight fully has been really fun to watch. He's so very careful with slowly adding his weight as he climbs, and so meticulous about getting himself anchored on something else so he won't fall. He had a climbing branch fall under him once and he's making sure that never happens again!

[aithusarosekiller]

An Extensive List Of Ouizzy Hcs

Frenchie is a cuddler. If he gets the opportunity to latch on like a koala you know damn well that he will do it. This is often paired with soft kisses to wherever is closest to his face. He and Izzy were initially very casual with very little intimacy, until one day Frenchie just decided to cuddle up and Izzy had the realisation of 'oh shit, this is actually really nice'

Izzy's response to the first 'I love you' was a very panicked 'fuck off' until he remembered how similarly Ed had responded to his confession and freaked the fuck out because he didn't want Frenchie to feel that way. He was too emotionally constipated to apologise so he just left the room. It took two days for him to approach Frenchie and manage an apology, which was accepted a lot quicker than he anticipated.

Frenchie is so proud that he managed to pull the Izzy Hands and will not fail to mention it to EVERYBODY he comes across. He is very much the 'Well, yesterday, my husband said...' 'According to Iz- that's my boyfriend btw-' 'hey, this is Izzy, he's my beautiful boyfriend' 'I'm so lucky to have a husband like Iz' 'I have a partner too, his name is Izzy and-' 'sorry, I've got a date with my darling Izzy today' type of partner

Frenchie smiles in his sleep. It's adorable.

Jim is their no.1 supporter. They gave Frenchie the shovel talk, which he genuinely did not see coming. They think their relationship is 'cute', which made Izzy particularly grumpy and reluctant to talk to them for a week.

Izzy is a sub

Izzy always falls asleep first but he's a super light sleeper so Frenchie is careful to not move or even breathe too loud because he is terrified of waking him

Stede knew they were dating before Izzy did

Izzy will usually shut down Frenchie's superstitious theories but will occasionally indulge him if he's particularly adamant and it won't cause any harm bc at least it makes Frenchie happy to be believed.

The room they choose to hide Izzy in when he gets shot is the room the two of them had been secretly meeting up in for several weeks before the canon s2 timeline picks up. Frenchie just panicked and took him right there, having to come up with an excuse to give to Archie when she asked why he wanted to drag Izzy behind a dusty shelf.

Frenchie gives neck hugs, Izzy goes for the arms around the waist + face in shoulder hug. Occasionally Izzy will come up and hug him from behind but he finds it more intimate for some inexplicable reason so he rarely does it, especially in the company of others.

They can't go anywhere without walking into some big, scary guy Izzy once hooked up with. But Frenchie quickly grew to not mind because out of all of them, Iz still chose to stick the superstitious barely-pirate with no survival skills whatsoever so are any of them really that cool after all?

Lucius takes every opportunity to tease Izzy about their relationship. He will not stop until he gets a satisfying reaction. Or until he gets bored enough to make up an excuse for leaving...

Frenchie is a biter. No further information.

They don't usually do anniversaries but they DO frequently pretend that it's their anniversary when they want to get out of doing something for somebody else

In S1E4, Frenchie is the one that left the prosthetic at Izzy's door. He's also the one that told Lucius what to put on the note.

Izzy sometimes sings when he's really focused on something but he'll deny it to the end of time. Frenchie hears sometimes and just quietly listens. He'll switch between languages when he sings depending on his mood and Frenchie loses all human cognitive abilities when he brings out the French.

One day, Frenchie 'adopts' a rat he found onboard and calls it Maddy, Izzy hates it but still manages to convince Roach not to skin it and feed it to a seagull, all bc it made Frenchie happy. Ofc if you asked him, he'd say he had nothing to do with the thing being kept.

Frenchie manages to somehow slip the word 'babe' into every conversation

Izzy's a hand kisser. Especially the palms.

They both go to Wee John when they're stressing about gifts or smth and it gets to a point where he knows more about their relationship than they do

Izzy accidentally let the words 'my love' slip ONCE and is not allowed to forget it

There is nothing Frenchie wouldn't do to hear that man laugh. He'll do absolutely anything just to see him smile or laugh, which initially proves to be quite difficult.

They are girl dads idec

Izzy occasionally smokes, and it's one of the key ways Frenchie can tell if he is in pain or stressed out

They make bets about everyone else on the ship constantly. About almost anything.

Izzy tried to teach Frenchie how to read but his reading skills are relatively limited so it really didn't go well. They end up going to Ed for help because Izzy banned him from asking Lucius.

Frenchie knows a lot about flowers. He never says how but he'll go on about them for ages. Izzy secretly gives it endearing.

The black jacket Frenchie wears in s2 was given to him by Izzy. He made some adjustments and added the cat to the back and then started to wear it constantly; he quite liked wearing it because it felt like a comforting layer of protection and familiarity from the horrors around them

[periwinklekryptonite]

hey hi how does travis parallel common feminine tropes? i need to hear from the travis expert

Okay, so the "Problem" is that there's a preface and conclusion that's, like, way longer than just my bit about Travis's funny little parodies and then genuine relationship with femininity. While answering this ask, I realized just how big it is and I don't want to unload all of it here because I am just. Too tired all of the time to have all of it done in one swipe, and my attempt to do so ended up frustrating me more than anything LMAO

I write this with the promise that I'll expand on it and actually get to the meat of your question. I have a lot of it written, already!

The preface is easy: what's up with Travis and his relationship with gender?

Travis is trying to present as a very masculine, powerful character. It's an easy defense mechanism when he's alone in a crowded room. The thing many people fail to consider is that he doesn't know any of these people, and he probably dislikes most (if not all) of them on principal. The girls have a bond that existed in the before times, and Travis doesn't. He's an outsider. He's trying to grasp for some semblance of control by playing a sort of parody of the stoic, macho man... and it doesn't work.

Because of how he does this, a lot of people into the show are not into Travis. He's one of the only characters that are overtly and loudly misogynistic. It makes sense that people don't want to look past that when he acts so nasty. This means many write him off as exactly what Travis wants people to think he is.

Kevin Alves says it best in his Boys by Girls interview. I suggest reading the whole thing, it says a lot of what I'm saying and more.

So, even though he's pushing this masculine agenda when he's in the wreck with all the girls, my assumption in him has always been that he's never been the most big or the most masculine of guys at school. This is him really trying to pretend to be someone that he is not, this is not him.

This dramatized, fictional version of him is how he thinks he'll find a place within the group. The alternative is getting Coach Ben-ed and slowly being ousted from the group. Sitting in the back room and rotting in complete solitude just seems like a downer.

(Here he is looking sad for emphasis)

Travis was never the top dog. The girls do not take him seriously when he acts like this, and he probably wasn't taken very seriously in school. His insecurities lead to a lot of failures in his relationship with Javi and Nat, and no relationship with anyone else. If it continued any further than it did, he would've died for this. Like with Jackie, he'd be frozen out.

What Travis learns, and we learn as well, is that to be part of the in-group, you must also be a part of the dominant culture in the cabin and Wilderness itself. For Travis to be a part of the Yellowjackets, Travis must also be one of the girls.

Travis's story, the link between season 1 and season 2, is one of transition.

Some interpret this as a social transition, but I believe it to be literal.

The surviving group is not "the Yellowjackets and also Travis." By the end of season 2, (actually by the end of Qui,) Travis is indistinguishable from the rest. He's eaten Jackie with them, he's given blood to Shauna, he's taken blood from Lottie, he has led the group in their second act of cannibalism. Travis is a Yellowjacket.

Credit where credit is due:

@monstrousgourmandizingcats really helped me grind out these ideas and has a lot of cool YJ takes in general, and most of the screenies were given to me by @nicothecowboy.

Now, for YJ Fic Writer's Weekend I should hopefully have the part of this that you asked about ready. Until then, I have some interviews, and I cannot recommend the PaleyFest panel more. It has a lot about Travis in S2 and his relationship with Nat and Lottie.

[orange-demons-deactivated2024]

i know i sent an ask the other day but i wanna throw another on the table: ed with a goofball avatar s/o? someone who tries to enjoy the time they have in the here and now, ESPECIALLY after what happened in the suval'hal tournament? (this may or may not be related to my avatar but i feel like this could easily apply to a lot of avatars as a whole)

silly avatar getting cranked to the max :) and im slowly loving ed as much as i lobe bosch. oh no. also it's actually really hard to write a goofball avatar for some reason, so hopefully i did my fellow clowns some justice.

Ed could always hear you before he actually sees you.

He's just not used to people with an overly loud personality like yours.

Not to say it was a bad thing, but he's definitely dropped his phone a couple of times because you decided shouted his name across the station for everyone to hear.

Hey, pipe it down. Are you trying to attract attention to him?

You would also attempt to get him to do the most random activities he's ever heard.

Oh, you know a place with a nice view overlooking the city? Cool.

Wait, the place is crawling with security roombas and fighting refrigerators?

What the hell does that even mean?

When Ed’s with you, he allows himself to get dragged to wherever you felt like going that day.

A Burger joint? The Scrapyard? Haggar Stadium? It didn't matter where you two were, you always knew a place.

And other times you would say something so outlandish, he would have to tune you out.

You once stopped mid-training because you had to flip your Crocs into 'sports mode'. Whatever the hell that meant.

So he knocked your ass on the floor for not taking him seriously.

Or when you called early in the morning to ask him meaningless questions at ungodly hours.

Who the hell was calling him this time? Ed thought.

He begrudgingly picked up his phone without checking the caller ID.

"What?"

"Would you love me if I was a worm?"

And Ed hung up on you.

He'll deal with you later.

When you're both out and about, you try to get him to do things he normally wouldn't consider, albeit with some pushback from him.

Like when you wanted to dance with him in Beat Square because a jazz band was playing.

Ed watched them with mild interest before you grabbed him.

“Come on. Let's Dance!" You said, pulling him towards the open space where other people were mingling.

"I don’t dance.” He narrowed his eyes at you.

And you rolled yours playfully, not letting go of his hands. “Aw, don't be like that, It’ll be fun."

Ed tried to relax and mirror your movements.

He was stiff and awkward for the most part, but he was there with you on the dance floor. And that was a win in your books.

He would've never done this if you were some rando asking for his hand, so count yourself lucky.

As the music came to an end, you pulled Ed close, wrapping your arms around him. “See? I told you it would be fun.” You said, forehead resting against his.

“Yeah. You were right, I guess.” he hummed. “It wasn't that bad.”

“I’m always right.” You grinned, leaning in to give him a quick peck.

He scoffed, “Let’s not go that far.”

Because of your outgoing/goofy nature, his friends found you endearing and a joy to be around.

He's actually somewhat relieved they did because that meant the members of his group who were still hesitant around other people were gradually opening up.

But of course, you did have some run-ins with them from time to time that were...less than ideal.

"Aw, Look Ed. I think Kiki likes me," you cooed, gently stroking the lion tamarin who was leaning into your touch. Her tiny face and fluffy body had you completely smitten.

"Uh-huh." He said, glancing down at the little thing. He knew you were too focused on how cute Kiki was to notice that she was slowly inching closer to your food.

It wasn't until she nabbed the bread off your burger that you realized what she was up to.

"That rat. She stole my buns!" You shouted, jumping out of your chair to chase her.

Ed leaned against one of the walls, watching the whole thing unfold, as the nimble thief jumped from one piece of furniture to the next, with you following suit.

'This might take a while,' he thought, popping one of the pickles he took from your burger into his mouth.

After a few minutes, you returned, huffing and puffing with the half-eaten bun in your hands. Tiny scratches ran up your arm from the brief struggle.

"Have fun?" he said with a hint of amusement.

"Not at all, my food's probably cold by now," you groan, dropping the bun back on the table. "Who knew something so small could be so mischievous."

"Don't take it personally. But consider yourself lucky you even got a portion of it back." He said as the tamarin in question hopped on his shoulder, cheeks still puffy from munching down on the stolen bread. “She’s got one hell of a jaw for being this size.”

You huffed sadly, flopping the bun back on your sandwich as you slumped down on your chair. "Well, at least I could finally eat."

"Wait," You picked the bun back up. "Where the hell are my pickles!?"

Although he doesn't admit it often, he's glad you see the positives in unfortunate situations.

Because there are times when he just has shitty days and nothing could make him feel better.

So he could probably learn a thing or two from you.

But if there are moments when you're not feeling the best, he'll know.

Even if you try to hide it.

Hey, are you really not gonna say anything and make him do all the talking?

He's used to you being the one to fill in the void with your voice.

So it feels a bit empty to not hear it after a while.

In those instances, Ed would find ways to make you feel better.

Albeit your humor may be different from his.

Hey, didn't you think it was funny when that guy spit his tooth out after you punched him?

Or how about when that thug fell to his knees saying how sorry he was for getting the jump on you?

No, you actually didn't find either of those moments funny.

But, seeing him go to this length did genuinely make you smile, so you appreciated every second of it.

However, if you were having a rough day, there's no shame in admitting it, especially to Ed.

He gets it, so you don't need to put on a facade in front of him.

You can enjoy the rest of the day in silence with him if that's what you want.

Speaking about you, you also enjoyed giving him gifts that range from 'useful' to 'What the hell did you just give me?'.

"Isn't it cute?"

"It's something." Ed examined the green plushie that had a dopey smile.

But you could sense his indifference to it.

"I mean, if you don't like it, I can always take it back." You replied, reaching over to grab it.

But before you could, Ed pulled it closer to him. "Hey, back off. It's mine." he said in an oddly possessive tone, which made you laugh.

"Alright, tough guy. It's all yours. I'm just glad you like it."

To an extent, you do ease his nerves and make him forget about the horrors he's seen.

Yeah, he gets on your case for having such a carefree attitude all the time. But that's because you're the ideal embodiment of what his life could've been like if he wasn't connected to any of this Shadaloo biz.

Ed also never got why you always insisted on doing things in the moment rather than putting it off for later.

You don't need to drop everything you're doing just because you had a moment of clarity.

If you have time later, just do it later.

But he can understand to an extent where you were coming from.

Because as much as he hates to admit it, sometimes there’s no such thing as later in this line of work.

[stedebonnit]

Its seasonal depression season and I'm thinking about the crew sailing up north for the winter because Stede has never seen snow having grown up in Barbados, and I'm thinking about him being so excited at first when he sees the snow comkng down, feels the cool breeze and the snowflakes on his tongue, but over the shortening days, Stede's mood starts to dip, and he finds himself in this sort of anhedonia.

He finds it harder and harder to get out of bed, sleeping through the days, barely eating anything. He suddenly cant bring himself to feel happy or excited, he hasnt smiled in weeks, and he doesn't care to do all the things he'd planned to do once they got to the snow.

Stede feels this panic, deep down, because this is so similar to how he felt with Mary, trapped in a space that never fit him, a deep melancholy weighing him down.

He has Ed now, and he knows its different. He loves Ed, that hasnt changed, but underneath the ever-present fog he feels this terror, a fear that he'll drive Ed off, make him resent Stede just like his wife did. He's tired, boring, and crabby, he can't imagine anyone wanting to be around him when hes like this. He doesn't even want to be around himself like this. He doesnt understand why he feels this way, and he doesn't know how to fix it.

With Mary, he'd always known deep down that leaving would fix the way he felt, it was the guilt of what that meant that held him back for so long. Its different, now. Everything he's ever wanted, everything he knows he still wants, is just beyond the cabin door, but he can't find an ounce of motivation within himself. He wants to go out, to show the crew, to show Edward that he cares, that he's more than this, but he feels stuck in the bed, staring blankly out the window, too tired to even cry. He doesn't want to fall into apathy again, but he feels himself slipping beneath his fingers with each passing day that he can't force himself out of bed to join Ed and the crew.

Ed doesnt resent him. He's worried for Stede, of course, but he knows that this is different than it was with Mary. After a few weeks of silence, Ed bringing Stede his food in bed each day, taking care of Stede, Ed decides its time for a change. Gently, and so very patiently Ed coaxes Stede out of bed for the first time in a week, he helps Stede dress himself, his movements sluggish, his expression blank, and wraps an arm around him as they walk out of the cabin to join the crew out on the wintery deck.

The crew greets him with smiles, and though he cant bring himself to smile back, he manages a short wave and some simple nods. As Ed settles him down on a barrel, surrounded by the crew, a patient audience to Stede's return, he feels the sting of the winter breeze hit his face. Stede he can't bring himself to care, but luckily, Edward does, and the moment he sees Stedes cheeks tinge red, he pulls off his scarf and wraps it around Stede's neck with such care.

The Swede asks "Can you read to us, Captain? We've missed you."

Stede suddenly tears up, gratitude and shame warring with each other in his mind, bringing out the painful sadness that has been simmering for weeks under the surface. He's touched that the crew has thought of him, that he matters enough to be missed, but Stede doesn't have it in him to read them a story. Right now he can't even bring himself to communicate with more than a nod or a shake of his head, so in that moment he blinks back the tears and shakes his head, curling himself into Ed for warmth.

The crew understands, and instead he sits and listens to Lucius reading them stories (Ed does the voices, because Lucius can't).

Each day after that, Ed helps Stede dress himself, walks him to the table for breakfast instead of bringing it to him in bed, he helps him to tidy the cabin, just a small amount each day. Stede is still weighed down by the fog, but getting himself moving helps to make it bearable, if only a bit. Ed is patient with him, encouraging him to try at least one thing each day, but never pushing him to do too much.

Eventually, they decide to sail back down south. Its not pleasant being out in the winter, and Stede is too depressed to do any of the winter activities they'd planned.

A few weeks later, as the days become longer again, Stede feels the fog begin to lift, inch by inch. He knows its real when he watches the sun rising through the cabin window before pulling himself out of bed without the need for Ed's gentle encouragement. Its the first time hes been out of bed before midday in weeks. Thats when he notices, for the first time in weeks, that a smile has crept onto his lips. Stede runs to find Edward, collapsing into his arms, and Ed holds him as he weeps with relief. The fog has lifted, and they survived it together.

[asssdirector]

actually sickening to me how stede was clearly shaken up (and a little bit turned on but thats not for now) by killing ned, but hes still caught up in his fantasy of being a suave, cool-guy pirate captain that he starts to panic even further. he grabs onto ed because he wants to bury how unmoored he's feeling and how he's afraid that he's made a huge mistake.

whats interesting to me is that stede seems to be at his healthiest and most balanced at the very end of s1. he is the most grounded version of himself and he's ready to make things up properly and move forward as a unit, irregardless of whatever fantasies he used to have.

but in the space in between, after meeting the crew again and seeing what he did to ed, he starts to second guess himself and ends up going way too far and basically trying to be a different person. he takes that little bit of confidence and overstretches it into the idea of a person that ed doesn't actually want. who ed wants is stede, the stede who calls him his friend for the first time and has a secret wardrobe of fancy clothes and just.. a guy who is gentle and nice to him and doesn't define him by blackbeard or what blackbeard has done. and of course stede doesn't know that. he sees the old version of himself as inadequate, because the old version of himself broke ed's heart and wasn't actually, like, a good captain.

there is very clear symbolism of this overreach when he succeeds in getting ned's crew to turn on him- everyone seems satisfied, and the mood is very light. but stede can't let go of ned's humiliation and cruelty and he takes it one step too far. there is a noticable stopping point between the situation being resolved and ned's death. ed starts to get visibly uncomfortable and unhappy because all of the sudden stede is acting like a real pirate- exactly what ed was trying to escape. there is no humor or unique stede-ness about what happens. its all about who stede thinks he needs to be. also, once it actually happens, ed thinks he'll know what to do- after all, he was in that position too, once. so he expects to comfort stede, but instead, stede surprises him and they have sex.

it happens for a lot of reasons, but largely because they're very much attracted to each other and a) ed doesn't know exactly what he wants or who he wants to be yet enough to reaffirm and ask stede to take it slow and b) stede thinks that maybe, if he does this, itll fix everything, because he still has the idea that he needs to be more masculine and assertive to be worth something as a person and that being less emotional is how he can achieve that.

even if its painful it does feel like one very natural progression that the characters could take. they have yet to address stede's feelings of inadequacy and the fear that ed is better off without him, and in the leaving it for too long without proper communication, it manifests into this whole mess. sickening!!!! but super interesting!

[hey-hamlet]

hi! if you're still taking asks about your aus: for the villains quarter au, do you have an izuku and katsuki reunion in mind? if so, how would it go? and how did katsuki feel after izuku disappeared?

I do not stop taking asks ab my AUs, do not worry. Its the main feature of this blog and also brings me great joy! Sometimes I drop off the face of the earth for like a week but this is just who i am as a person.

I have a few ideas for the way a reunion could go! Ill expand on my favourite, but the options are:

Izuku becomes Aizawa's ward and joins UA's gen ed class where he runs into Bakugo (closer to a canon rewrite, izuku doesn't become a hero).

Izuku becomes Kurogiri's official ward, they open a restaurant within the actual city which is shockingly not a money laundering scheme that is frequented by UA students - Bakugo gets dragged there and runs into Izuku (if this au was a slice of life manga).

And, my favourite: things go roughly like canon, though Aizawa is even more overworked bc he's taking more night shifts and he recognises Shigaraki and Kurogiri at the USJ where he feels betrayed on both his and Izuku's behalf. Like, you have a kid at home!! Don't be a villain jesus christ! They go on ab how they are making the world better - for him and for everyone. No one gets too badly injured here bc they aren't going for the kill because Eraserhead is cool and only terrible people kill children (and also if they were terrible people Izuku would be sad and might not serve them food which would be worse than death.)

Oh as an aside, poor Aoyama. All for One didn't actually threaten his parents, it was more like a "I'll pay you, I know your son wants to be a hero so he'll be applying for UA" but they both interpreted that as a threat and also want money, so Aoyama is under the impression his family will be slaughtered if he doesn't act as the traitor. Poor boy.

Anyway! Shigaraki still has Bakugo (and Todoroki, in this AU) kidnapped and brought to the bar. Todoroki was a request of Dabi's bc their old man sucked ass and he wanted to give his little bro the option to just get the hell out of there. Bakugo was both an attempt to recruit someone from Shigaraki, but also he found out he was from the same middle school as Izuku - a middle school full of bullies and abusive teachers. He's honestly kinda concerned for Bakugo's mental health actually.

And then he sees Izuku bringing out dinner for the villains and the poor kids they picked up.

"Deku?"

Bakugo's voice was - uneven. Tomura had snatched him out of UA's hands and the only emotion he'd gotten from the boy was rage, but this? It was unsettling. As was the crash that followed it. He turned around, coming face to face with Izuku, paler than he'd ever seen, broken bowls and spilt food at his feet. Tomura scrambled to his feet to help, just behind Kurogiri who had pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, probably to wipe what had to be blisteringly hot broth from his clothes.

"Kacchan?"

Their Izuku was a cry baby - they'd discovered after that heart wrenching week of empty desolation he'd shown when Tomura had first found him. He cried when he was happy, when he was sad, sometimes even when he was excited. Tomura had expected the happy tears of seeing an old friend, or the angry tears that popped up when Tomura did something he though was stupid, but -

Izuku's eyes were dry.

He took a step back, and then another, slipping onto the ground. Still, he crawled backwards, horrified eyes on the boy they'd taken.

"Deku? Deku! You were fucking dead - we - my mum and dad fucking cried for you you piece of shit, and for what? So you could run off and be a fucking villain? What the fuck is wrong with you! You should have jumped off that fucking roof when I told you to you pathetic -"

A little blue marble clattered to the floor where Bakugo had sat, shutting up the tirade before it could continue. Still. Still.

Izuku was already gone.

[pineappleciders]

HEY DUDE ‼️‼️ can i pls request. Uhh sunny, hero and basil witha reader in recovery for atypical anorexia? Ik thats kinda vague but like, just them being supportive and trying to help is fine. ik u got a request like this before but hopefully they arent too similar? ANYWAYS yeah thank you 😁😁

SUNNY, HERO, and BASIL with a reader who is in atypical anorexia recovery

A/N: hii! don't worry about it, i've never gotten to write about recovery so this is cool for me!!! also i'm really sorry if anything in this is triggering or insensitive!!

TRIGGER WARNING: eating disorders, anorexia

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SUNNY

sunny isn't the definition of a healthy lifestyle,,, to say the least. so he probably isn't amazing at being a good role model and stuff like that

but he's great at being there for you emotionally. he may not understand everything about your ED but he listens very closely and he's very open to talking about private or personal matters!

if he notices you're having a hard time at the dinner table or while eating, he might look at you and just. blink. like he doesn't say anything but he's non-verbally checking on you

and he might come up to you after eating and stare at you to see if there's anything you wanna talk about,,, he gives your hand a squeeze under the table to encourage you

whenever you just need a break or are feeling faint, he's all for just lounging on the couch and playing games or sleeping. he is never one to judge if you're feeling tired or lazy

again, he isn't amazing at helping you physically with your recovery, but he's glad to stick with you!!!! he wishes he could help a little more though, but honestly his company is more than enough : )

HERO

hero is great at reminding you to do things to take care of yourself. like he'll always text you like 'Hey, did you eat yet?' and if you don't respond he comes to your house and immediately starts making pancakes

and he's all like "oh hey Y/N yeah i let myself in i figured you'd like me to make you some breakfast!!! :D"

he also reminds you to drink water and brush your teeth!!!! it can get a little annoying sometimes but he really wants to be sure that you're taking care

100% makes you meals if you can't or aren't feeling like it. he'll make you sandwiches, lasagna, literally anything. you're kinda disappointed that he gave up being a chef because he's REALLY good at it

he understands if you don't finish everything he makes,,, he knows it's hard so he doesn't force it and puts it in the fridge for later, always asking if you want him to heat it up or want the rest

he'll sit down and be very serious and listen intently if you need to talk about something. and he just genuinely tries to give you honest advice and lets you know he cares and wants to see you as the best person you can be

BASIL

he tries to research a lot about recovery and EDs to try to help you, like he always searches up how to help someone in recovery and tries to memorize it

basil is always very nice. like he never points anything out that may be rude, so you never have to worry about like. getting insecure or anxious that he may be judging you. he genuinely doesn't care what other people do and supports you in everything

he feels really bad that you have to go through everything on your own, so he generally tries to help you with things, especially if it puts strain on your body or you're feeling weak. he's very happy to help!!

amazing at listening, and appreciates it deeply when you open up to him about stuff. he knows it can be hard more than anyone

tries to get you into hobbies to take your mind off of bad thoughts, like gardening and drawing. anytime you come over he takes you to the garden to water and weed the plants while chatting about your day

gives you drawings and notes, even in class!! they read little encouraging quotes or just compliments in hopes of making your day a little better :)

he knows he can't help you in every way, but he's very open with you and tries his best to be there and be the best friend he can be!!!

[waitmyturtles]

Welp. Absolute Zero, Double Savage, my hopeful babies. You two, my sweet little drama kiddo-widdos -- y'all got New Siwaj-ed this year.

Maybe I'm being hyperbolic about AZ (I am NOT being hyperbolic about Double Savage, my sweet intergenerational-trauma-show-that-got-derailed-by-flashbacks-and-everything-damn-it), but.... come awn, I had high hopes for Absolute Zero (I'm talking episode 4 in this post). @lurkingshan covered everything this morning, so I won't add too much.

By the time we get to an episode 4 -- we have to have some decisions made. Adult Suansoon is still piddling around with what decisions he'll need to make, and... he's asking himself, he's asking Na, he's asking teen Ongsa. Homeboy, you're the grown-up in the room. You gotta make a decision to not engage with Ongsa, and/or to keep your teen SELF from engaging with Ongsa! Episode 4! We only have eight episodes left, and there's a lot of time travelin' to do! MAKE UP YOUR MIND!

Episode 1 was SO sharp. Teen Ongsa was SO quick to the move with teen Suansoon. Teen Ongsa was like -- I LIKE YOU, BE MY BOYFRIEND, he flirted right, he timed it right, he was chef's kiss -- nailed it. Boom.

Adult Suansoon, man. When did Suansoon, in the course of 10 years, become this floppy, indecisive mess? I WILL ACKNOWLEDGE that he's grieving for adult Ongsa's accident -- and he time-traveled -- yes, homeslice is going through a lot.

But, but. He has now spent TWO EPISODES, essentially DATING TEEN ONGSA. You two are dating! Back-hugs! Heartbeats! I'm a mom, I see that age gap! Where's my chappal?! Hands off, more communication first!

And we're not given context, implicit or explicit, that tells us WHY adult Suansoon is going there with a teenager. We needed it the last episode, and we need it in today's episode. He's not deciding if he's gonna cut his love cord with Ongsa, and in the meantime, they're just dating, essentially.

We finally got the big news at the end of the episode, but once more -- we don't have a sense of the direction that adult Suansoon will take in his decisions to alter the past....EXCEPT?

That preview shows that they're basically still gonna date in episode 5! SHARING A BED?! ADULT SUANSOON?! COME TO MY OFFICE, NOW!

I also want to remind adult Suansoon.... we haven't lost adult Ongsa. Adult Ongsa is still alive! Yes, gravely injured -- but he's not gone, not yet.

So the match of the tone of indecisiveness, the insinuation that teen Ongsa and adult Suansoon are still going to be dating in the next episode, and that adult Suansoon is acting as if adult Ongsa is already gone.... the math is not mathing. The show needs to move. Mix Wanut is literally listed as the lead actor here, and he's the one we've seen the LEAST! (Along with adult Ongsa.)

I don't really know what this show is about anymore. That adult Suansoon can't make a damn decision? Cool! I really wanted more shows with adults, but I didn't sign up for age gap romances and indecisive messes. This is not a time-travel show, so much as it is a syllabus in examples of "needing to make up your damn mind already."

[vampiremeerkat]

"simply doesn’t care what gender a person happens to be" is literally the same as "can be attracted to both guys and girls".

How did this turn into The Great Bi-bate. I can't believe I have to explain pansexuality on Tumblr. Again. I'm baffled and shitting. I'll describe bisexuality and pansexuality in a way I understand it, and hopefully, you'll too: Imagine a party, there are two cakes on a table. Triple chocolate mousse and triple berry. No other flavour exists in this universe, humor me here. The cake bisexuals will look at that and say "Omfg, I love chocolate and berries!". Perhaps one slightly more than the other, but this is their general stance. The cake pansexuals will say "Omfg, cake!", or really, "Omfg, food!". Maybe just "Omfg, I'm at a party!". They'll likely not ask what flavour those cakes are and will go with what smells good or looks cool. The conclusion is the same; the individuals in both groups end up with a piece of any flavour, or perhaps a slice of both like the hungry hippos they are. So, someone of the same or opposite.. flavour. And at the next party, their choice may differ from the current one. Cake relationships don't always last, after all. Where I focus on with Ed -which I've already talked about- is the mindset. I don't believe he's attracted to the shape of a man or a woman, per se. That's a trait of classic bisexuality. What I believe is that he cares so little, he'll date anyone who manages to impress him. He won't think or worry about what's in their pants. So far I'm aware, that's what is called "pansexuality". Since mindset is the only major difference between these two sexualities, there are people who see no point in calling it anything different. It's a brand of bisexuality, I suppose it's not wrong in the official sense, but I don't know how the pansexuals look at it. I find the distinction important to mention in Ed's case, as it immediately answers the question "why".. which you've still misunderstood and attributed to "he's never shown to be attracted to anyone in the show", while I've pretty much always argued the complete, extreme opposite. Does this clear things up.

[brokentoys]

More Riddler asks cuz I like your insight.

Which of the four Arkham Games did Ed the best?

Hard one between City or Origins. But probably City lol. Only because compared to Origins, Ed is "featured in it more" - hell, he's even the face of the challenges you can do aside from story mode. Which, imo, is pretty awesome. Aside from having, perhaps the best, Riddler design in any media (I've explained why it's so good on my personal) But the characterization was pretty darn good, too. He had a good mix of being taken seriously / being seen as threatening and still having some comedic relief. For example, Eddie telling his men he could take on Batman himself (but clearly can't.) The hostages actually show how frightened they were of Riddler, how dangerous he is (literally stabbing somebody in a leg for not doing what he wanted) And just his whole atmosphere - how he's still mysterious as you only see him on screens... but it's very little. Like usually you only see him if you go to save a hostage (versus Knight where he's just CONSTANTLY talking regardless what you're doing.) Eddie has some pretty cool renders in loading screens and on the challenges menu screens.

I'm gonna start comparisons of him in City versus him in Knight. Why he's much better in City, why I prefer him in City, and why Knight is the worst depiction of Eddie in the four games. (It's no secret on this blog I'm highly critical of Knight's depiction - and how I think it's heavily overrated amongst the fandom)

You see, in Knight... they notched up the comedic relief on him to a 10. In City, you can hear a thug saying, "doesn't that Riddler freak have anything better to do than leave question marks around?" or something very similar to that. Sure, this can be considered a thug being disrespectful of Riddler, but it's also to show the thug simply doesn't understand Riddler - like he doesn't understand what the question marks really are. (That they're something smaller to something much grander) This fits in accordance to the fact Riddler has some mystery to him, he's an enigma the employees cannot understand. Meanwhile in Knight, there's at least two audios (maybe more) of the thugs literally making fun of Eddie. Some implying he's very annoying and wanting him to shut up, and one even saying he's funny. The mystery is gone - Eddie's just somebody to laugh at now rather than being confused by. And plus Ed himself makes a lot more jokes, too. His game over screens had no "jokes" in them, just Eddie having this childlike joy in his voice when Batman loses - which actually made Eddie even more intimidating to see the genuine glee he takes in this. Meanwhile, in Knight, there's a game over screen where Ed expresses his genuine shock that he won - before quickly going "oh yeah, of course. haha." Which, YES - it could be a genuine game over screen commenting on the fact that Riddler finally won after four games. Buuuuut... with the literal goons making fun of Eddie, and practically every other character in this game? It just feels like another "Eddie is pathetic" joke. Especially when all these comments / jokes were used far less in City.

Ed also just tells a lot more jokes that doesn't involve him being "pathetic" either - but still makes it hard to take Ed seriously. As much as I do love it, there's the "mating" joke where he said he'll be mating Batman, then quickly realizing how wrong that sounded. There's him talking about how he's the perfect chef to the point he can make the perfect salad or whatever. And just many more jokes about him being oblivious to how "egotistical" he's being, or whatever. Which yeah, some of these jokes are fitting for Ed's character - as said, some of them were told in City. But the issue becomes when Ed's more jokes than he is serious characterization. I am willing to bet there are more jokes / humorous scenes with Eddie in Knight than there are serious ones. And it highly disappoints me, given that I really dislike depictions where Ed's just a joke and/or seen as pathetic amongst the cast.

Eddie was also far more "stereotypical" in Knight. Like they also turned up his nerdiness + pretentiousness. Which the easiest example of showing this would be, again, to demonstrate with the game over screens.

In City, Eddie still speaks relatively like a real person. He insults people's intelligence, but only by comparing them to animals (or using slurs) The biggest word he uses in these is "primitive." And he doesn't really speak in geek or explain anything here.

See? Compared to the above, he's become much more pretentious. First saying it was a "statistical certainty" - get it? He studied the statistics and knew there was no way he'd lose - the statistics said so! Or the fuckgingngng "Expert Consummate in its Ideal Preparation Methods" what a mouthful! Like Eddie didn't really talk like this in City - but he does in Knight. More examples of him being Rick Sanchez now is also him making fun of religious people (pretty sure he never did that in City) as well as him saying the, ugh, Love is just a ChEmIcAl ReAcTiOn!!! I'm above it!!!! (🤢🤢🤮🤮🤮🤮🤮) Which Eddie in City didn't behave in such a way. At least from all the scenes I can remember (and I have been watching my brother replay City recently, and he got pretty far sooo)

Anyway, Eddie in City was a well rounded character who was mysterious, intimidating, sometimes funny, and sometimes even creepy. In Knight, he's been flanderized, and turned into a complete comedic relief that not even any goon can take seriously. And I had to bring up the bad in Knight to point out how much better Eddie in City was. Knight's design doesn't help. I don't care what anyone says about it being proof he's spiraling into a depression - I don't see it as that. It's just a mechanic design to match the fact that he does race tracks now, and Knight was a more vehicle mission based game compared to the previous installments. You can do Eddie being desperate to beat Batman and spiraling into a depression without turning him into a joke, too.

Origins Eddie is a runnerup, and miiight be just as good as City Ed. Because like City Ed, he was mysterious - hell, to the point where you ONLY see his face if you get a game over screen, or renders outside of the story. Origins Eddie also highly inspired my depiction of Ed, where I got the idea that Ed would see himself as the "good guy." Origins Eddie also had the best pre-Riddler concept of him working at the GCPD in the cybercrime unit. It shows Eddie's intellect without making him a scientist (generic concept for genius characters) and also shows how good he's with computers. Also irony, as he used to work at the police station. Also Eddie, before he was even Riddler, when Batman basically just started, was ALREADY suspecting Bruce was Batman (they should've continued with that imo rather than doubling down on his patheticness in Knight) and the boy got away in the end - he wasn't even there to arrest when you find his location. Reminds me of the ending in Riddler's debut episode from the Animated Series! Very cool! PLUS. PLUS. Origins Eddie had an original design that was different from the iconic Riddler look, all while still feeling like Eddie / something he'd wear. (Unlike Knight Eddie)

Anyway, this got VEEERY long - but I'm a bit more passionate about Arkham Eddie than some Eddies you've asked about. Or, at least, there's just more for me to talk about regarding it than there is, say, regarding 2004 Eddie