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[maraschinotopped]

cringetober day 5 (ms paint). this is not even a prompt to me i use ms paint as my other art program <3 i love ms paint so much its so fun <3 unfortunately this means that i dont really have anything to go off of for this prompt, and i cant really think of anything either... so heres a littleguyverse doodle dump to compensate :)

[going-to-ikea-for-the-fries]

It's a Match! || 141 x Reader

[ Chapter 13 ] || [ Chapter 15 ]

Pairing: Gaz x Reader x Ghost || 141 x gn!Reader Words: 1.6K~ Summary: While overcoming recent heartbreak, you decide to join Tinder in search of a rebound. Your friends advise to just Swipe Right indiscriminately... What happens when 4 soldiers from the same squad match with you? a/n: this is purely self-indulgent. I wanted them to kiss.

Click here to see some fanart of this chapter by my lovely moot @xxshadowbabexx.

Chapter 14: (B)romance?

After that conversation, things got slightly easier. You found yourselves talking about random things, Simon showed off a few bandages from fresh injuries he got just this past week on a mission…

And almost an hour after they arrived, you were all sprawled from the couch and over the coffee table, watching one of the original Scream movies, much to Ghost’s delight and your displeasure… Which soon switched and turned into your and Gaz’s pleasure and Ghost’s dread.

“Look, it’s you.” You pointed at the TV for the fifth time in the row every time Ghostface was seen.

“I hate you.” Ghost groaned playfully. “Kyle, why’d you tell ‘em I wear a skull on the job?” He scoffed.

“You’re the one wearing it and you wanna blame me?” Kyle quipped as he cocked his brows. He had his arm draped over your shoulders and he used his hand to nudge Ghost on the shoulder.

“It’s making me look bad, mate, it’s the principle of the thing!” Ghost retorted as he snaked his arm between your back and the back of the couch, nudging Gaz’s exposed side with his own finger.

It was the first time that Gaz had ever heard Ghost call him, or anyone, mate. It would’ve made him smile, if the bloke wasn’t poking him.

“Oi! Watch it!” Kyle complained as he squirmed a bit against you.

“You ticklish, Garrick?” Simon quipped with a mischievous glance.

“Will you two stop it? I’m trying to watch the movie!” You scolded them, nudging them both with your elbows, causing them both to squirm, though Ghost’s squirming was much more stiffening than wiggling. “Childish…” You added.

“Not childish.” Simon retorted. “I’m 3-fucking-4.” He replied.

“You’re what?” Kyle asked as his head turned sharply to look at Ghost. “I thought you were 40.”

“You thought I was as old as Price is?” SImon asked as he turned to look at Kyle too.

“No wonder you look young, I thought you looked good for your age because of the mask and not being in the sun all day.” Gaz explained.

“Oh. My. God. Are you two having a moment right now?” You asked them, making them both turn to look at you with wide eyes. “Your little bromance is interrupting the movie.” You quipped with an impish smirk on your lips.

“Oh, we have a ‘bromance’, is it? You wouldn’t talk like that if you had my tongue down your throat like a few weeks ago.” Simon asked with a look in his eyes that said he did not appreciate the joke. But that just made you start giggling and biting your nail.

“Wait, you’ve kissed?” Kyle asked in surprise as he bounced up a bit and turned to look at you both.

“Yeeeees…?” You replied with a sheepish reply.

“So you’ve seen what Ghost looks like?” Gaz added.

“Noooo…?” You added as you casted Simon a glance, which only made him chuckle behind his mask.

“I said I’d let ‘em in due time.” He explained for you as he gave you a little squeeze.

“So, you’ve gotten drinks, eaten dinner, played videogames, had a movie night, slept together… All with the mask on?” Kyle asked, flabbergasted.

“Well, no. I took the mask off to sleep.” Simon replied.

“YOU TOOK THE MASK OFF TO SLEEP?!” You shrieked a bit, which only caused another grin to form on Simon’s face, his brown eyes crinkling smugly.

“You were asleep. It would’ve stank up if I slept with it on, I’m a mouth breather.” Simon replied.

“Ew, a mouth breather.” Gaz quipped, making you both laugh.

“I guess we’re just… not gonna watch the movie, huh?” You remarked as you glanced over at the TV where some blonde was screaming bloody murder.

“Guess not.” Gaz replied and shrugged a bit. After a beat of silence, he glanced over at the two of you again and narrowed his eyes. “How was it?”

“Hm?” You asked with a cocked brow.

“He means the kiss.” Simon replied as he nudged you with his shoulder, his arm lightly squeezing at your waist.

You scrunched up your lips sheepishly and shrugged. “It was good…”

Gaz and Ghost shared another look over your head, silently communicating between one another while stealing glances at you.

“Just good? And here I thought you’d liked it.” Simon remarked in mock offense.

“Right? I was going to say that doesn’t sound very convincing.” Kyle quipped.

“I-” You hesitated and sighed. “Will you two stop that? I know what you’re doing! Don’t fucking bully me!” You scolded them and you immediately noticed the smirk on Kyle’s lips, which you knew Simon was mirroring.

“Maybe I owe you a repeat.” Simon quipped as he shot Kyle a look and then looked down at you.

“A repeat?” You asked in shock as you blinked lightly. 

“And I definitely owe you one for comparison.” Kyle added.

“But…”

“But what? You talk that big game and act like a brat this whole time, trying to embarrass us…” Simon trailed off. “I think it’s time we get payback.” He added.

“Only if you’re okay with it.” Kyle interjected.

“Of course they’re okay with it.” Simon added and glanced down at you.

Sheepishly and with very warm cheeks, you found yourself nodding, not quite knowing the mess that you were about to get yourself into.

But, then again, when are you going to have the opportunity to have two blokes wanting to kiss you at once? Mia and Leah would kill you if you didn’t take the opportunity.

Simon’s warm, calloused and rough hand grabbed reached up to cover your eyes and after a second, the other clamped around your jaw the same way he had done weeks ago. You could hear Kyle’s breath hitch behind you, a sign that Simon had taken off his mask.

Then, Simon’s lips crashed into yours, his tongue already pushing its way inside. Once more, your tongue found the metal of his barbell piercing, the cold and hard texture drawing a whimper out of you as Simon dragged it over your own tongue.

You could feel Kyle’s warmth next to you, his arm slightly tightening his hold on you so you wouldn’t escape Simon’s kiss. Your hands gently grabbed onto Simon’s forearms, fingers digging in as the kiss left you light-headed.

After a moment, Simon pulled back, fixed his mask back into place, and uncovered your eyes. “So?” He teased when your eyes adjusted to the darkened room, illuminated only by the blue light of the TV playing the movie.

“Hm.” Was all you could reply with, a stupid little sound that didn’t at all convey how good the kiss felt. But it made Simon laugh, open mouthed, belly laughter, his head falling back over the edge of the couch.

“Cat got your tongue? Oh, wait, no, it’s me.” Simon bragged and you could swear he had a massive shit-eating grin on his stupidly kissable lips.

“Let me check.” Kyle replied and his own hand snaked to grab you around the neck. Before you had time to register it, your head was being dipped back and his lips were against yours.

Unlike Simon, Kyle’s lips were thick, warm, smooth… His tongue was a lot wetter, probably a consequence of Simon’s throat being permanentely dry from wearing the mask too much.

Now that he was so close, you could feel everything. The way his fingers gently rubbed at your pulse points on your neck, the scent of coconut oil that emanated from him, the light prickling of his goatee against your skin, when Simon’s was completely shaved clean…

Simon’s hand snaked down to your thigh and rubbed it lightly as you lost yourself in Kyle’s kiss, your hand grabbing and softly tugging onto his purple jumper.

You were the one that broke the kiss with a gasp for air, your eyes snapping open and finding Kyle looking at you with a mischievous glint in his eyes as he licked his lips. “So?” He echoed Simon’s earlier question.

Looking away, you sunk back on the couch and scoffed. “I hate you both.” You grumbled, making them both laugh.

“Damn, I didn’t think I kissed that badly.” Gaz quipped playfully.

“I sure as bloody hell don’t.” Simon replied. “I think they just have poor taste.”

Crossing your arms, you glared at them both. “Yeah? Well… If you’re both such great kissers, then why don’t you prove it?”

The two men looked over at you with raised brows and blinking away their shock at the suggestion. Then, they glanced at each other and seemed to be communicating wordlessly again.

“I’m fine with it.” Gaz quipped, humourously.

“Makes no difference to me.” Ghost replied. “C’mere, Garrick.”

Before you even had time to say you were joking, Simon tugged up his mask with one hand, enough to reveal his jawline and mouth, while the other wrapped around the back of Kyle’s neck with more aggression than necessary.

It was the first time you got to see a snippet of Simon’s face and his jawline was just like you had expected. Harsh, sharp like diamonds, free from any type of hair, and riddled with rough scars and a Glasgow smile carved from the corners of his mouth.

Their mouths collided so harshly that Kyle’s eyes doubled in size before he let go and closed them. Your eyes widened as well as you watched them locked in a kiss that was more passionate than I think any of you expected it to be.

As they pulled away, Ghost pulled down his mask again and glanced over at you, while a very shocked Gaz stood perfectly still, eyes widened and mouth left hanging open… Before he shook himself awake from his trance. “You have a piercing?!”

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[the-sinful-voice-witch]

Ok, I'm losing my head right now. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

The multiversus crossover game brought to us not only the Powerpuff girls... But THE ROWDYRUFF BOYS AS WELL!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

But... Oh girl... Omg... There's even more for me to even lose my head harder 🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃🙂🙃

LOOK AT THIS!!! 👇👇👇

It says Powerpuff girls but is actually one of the rowdyruff boys talking... IS BOOMER!!!! To think a simple videogame line is enough to make go crazy delulu like this... Here comes the delulu twisted romantic mental gymnastics 😍😍😍

So i need an explanation. No really i need one. Why is Boomer saying that? Bubbles didn't see what? WHAT YOU DON'T WANT HER TO SEE?? Multiversus you can't leave me like this!! Did he say that because he was clumsy and doesn't want to look lame in front of her? Did he say that because he was doing something bad and doesn't want to look that bad in front of her? Sorry im just going back when they got their second appearance in the show and Bubbles said: I WANT THE BLONDE, I THINK HE IS CUTE!.... IM DYING OVER HERE I NEED ANSWERS!!!! 😫😫😫😫😫😫😫😫

Update!! The 3 of them say more shippable stuff KYAAAAAAAAA omg omg omg GO WATCH A VIDEO WITH ALL THE RRB MULTIVERSUS VOICE LINES... IM SCREAMING 😭😭😭😭😭

Im going DELULU!!

also since now they became mainstream thanks to this crossover game i should remind people of other old crossovers as well that are still ongoing and need more love:

FUSIONFALL

The original fusionfall retro and legacy were cancelled i think but i think you can still play the retro. But currently i saw that there's people working on a new version that was going to be renamed: Saturday morning: invasion.

Anyway look at this images from Fusionfall legacies 👇😖

Boomer will be included in Saturday morning invasion too with a different look... So i hope the project succeeds!!🤞🤞🤞

PPGD: POWERPUFF GIRLS THE DOUJINSHI

This is a Halloween special from the webcomic that is still ongoing in snafu-comics.

Needles to say i fell into the deep pit of shipping hard madness after seeing this 😂😂😂 even though i don't need this much, i can go delulu and make up a reason to ship characters out of every insignificant detail, hence the fuss i made over: " I hope Bubbles didn't see that", yeah my blue boy is totally in love 🤪🤪🤪

[persevereforahappyending]

This isn't Your Fault (Family Meeting)

Pairing: Tara Carpenter x Reader

Summary: “But my mom is in town again and…” you bobbed your head back and forth, your eyes on the spaghetti you continued to twirl around your fork. “She wanted to meet you.”

Warnings: None

Word Count: 3k+

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Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6

Sam had had a long day at work, she pulled a double and now she was back home making dinner. Luckily, the whole gang wasn’t at the apartment, and it was just you and Tara. Sam liked you and you were a lot easier to please than Chad and Mindy. You didn’t mind whatever they were having for dinner, whereas Chad and Mindy always had an opinion and tended to start arguing if they disagreed with each other.

Tonight, they were keeping it simple though, spaghetti and meatballs. She was almost done when she looked up, furrowing her brow as she heard you and Tara whispering to each other. She couldn’t make out what you were saying but it was clear you were trying to ask Tara to do something. Sam had come to learn there wasn’t a lot Tara wouldn’t do for you, she was curious what she was fighting you on.

“It’s ready!” Sam called out as she poured the spaghetti into the strainer and then into a bowl. She carried the pot of meatballs and sauce in one hand while carrying the bowl of spaghetti in the other. She sat them in the middle of the dining table before going back into the kitchen and grabbing the plate of garlic bread.

“You made garlic bread?” Tara asked. She didn’t hesitate to jump up from the couch, nearly pushing you off of her as she did so. You were left sitting on the couch, mouth hung open as you watched Tara run to the table.

Sam shook her head at her sisters’ antics. “We had some in the freezer,” she shrugged. She saw it was getting ready to expire and figured she better make it; besides, nothing went better with spaghetti and meatballs than garlic bread.

“Thank you, Sam,” you said as you joined them at the table, taking the spot next to Tara as usual.

“No problem,” Sam smiled at you. You ate at their apartment plenty of times by now, whether it be dinner or breakfast or even a late lunch on weekends, but you never failed to say thank you if Sam cooked or paid for takeout.

Everyone loaded their plates up with spaghetti and meatballs, everyone even grabbing a slice of garlic bread. Tara ended up grabbing two slices and was reaching for a third when Sam slapped her hand away. Sam didn’t care how much garlic bread Tara ate, within reason, but her sister could at least eat what was on her plate first.

The dinner was oddly silent, usually Tara was talking nonstop about her classes or a movie she saw. You usually joined in talking about your classes, some new soundtrack you heard, or whatever videogame you were playing. The two of you were silent though, you both just kept glancing at each other, and you kept nodding your head towards Sam, like you wanted Tara to ask her something, all of it made Sam furrow her brow even more.

“Ow!” Tara whisper yelled, making Sam raise an eyebrow.

“Everything okay?” Sam asked hesitantly.

“Your sister is a coward,” you said, not taking your eyes off of Tara.

Sam raised an eyebrow at you, now she was even more curious what you and Tara were talking about. You rolled your eyes as you looked away from Tara but smiled as your eyes landed on Sam. She had a feeling she was about to learn what you and Tara were talking about.

“So,” you said slowly, you began to twirl your fork, wrapping the spaghetti around it. “You can totally say no.” Sam sat up a little straighter, she never liked when a sentence started out that way, but you were asking her something so she knew it couldn’t be too bad. “But my mom is in town again and…” you bobbed your head back and forth, your eyes on the spaghetti you continued to twirl around your fork. “She wanted to meet you.” You flicked a glance up at Sam then right back down to your spaghetti.

Sam opened and closed her mouth a few times, her own fork hanging loosely at the edge of her plate now forgotten. Out of all the things she thought you and Tara were talking about, you asking her to meet your mom was not on the list. Sam had never met anyone’s parents before, not for any of her own partners and certainly not for anyone Tara was dating, you were the first-person Tara was serious enough about to actually introduce to her. On top of all that there was her past, she used to be an addict, she was the daughter of a serial killer, and she was the reason you were attacked all those months ago.

“You don’t have to,” your speaking broke her out of her spiraling thoughts. “I totally understand if you’re busy or don’t want to. Tara talks so well of you and my mom has been wanting to meet you since she learned you and I were officially introduced.”

“Okay,” Sam found herself saying. Tara’s head snapped up; her eyes wide as she stared at Sam. “I would love to meet her.”

“Really? Thank you!” you said.

“Really?” Tara said at the same time.

“I won’t lie,” Sam said, nodding to herself. “I’m nervous. I’ve never done anything like this before.”

“It won’t be that bad,” you assured her. “My mom is the nicest person in the world. If she was willing to get to know Tara after she,” you nodded towards Tara, “fell out of a tree then meeting you will be a walk in the park.”

Sam couldn’t help but chuckle at that. It was true, she didn’t think she could make a worse first impression than her sister did. Being Billy Loomis’s daughter and being the reason for the Ghostface attacks still nagged at the back of her mind. She was surprised how okay your mom was with you dating Tara and allowing you to come over to their apartment so often. She couldn’t believe your mother would allow you anywhere near her after you nearly died because of Ghostface.

“When would you like to have dinner?” Sam asked, hoping her smile was hiding her brewing anxiety and nerves.

“Tomorrow night?” you suggested. “We can do it any time this week if that doesn’t work for you.”

“Tomorrow is perfect.”

“Cool, thank you, I’ll tell her.”

While Tara and Sam went back to eating their food you pulled out your phone to most likely text your mom. Once you were done you went back to eating as well. That question seemed to be the thing that was on both your and Tara’s mind all night because after it was finally asked the conversation began to flow like normal. Tara rambled about her class and all the knew film stuff she was learning as she continued to shove garlic bread in her mouth.

The next day Sam couldn’t think about anything else besides dinner with your mom. Tara was the one dating you and Sam would probably hardly ever, if ever, see your mom again. She didn’t know why she was freaking out about it so much. Tara loved you though, it didn’t matter what Sam thought, but she approved of you, and both you and Tara spoke so highly of your mother. Even Anika had nothing but good things to say about her. The only things Sam knew about her were that she was a nurse and she cared so much about her patients that she traveled all over the world, taking care of individuals but also helping out in hospitals that were understaffed.

Your mom was amazing, you were so kind and caring, and Sam was the daughter of a serial killer. She didn’t know why she wanted the approval of your mother, but she did. It was stupid, she knew if anyone needed to worry about your mom liking them it was Tara and she already had that covered. Sam couldn’t help but think that when your mom met her, she’d see just exactly how screwed up she was, how messy her life was, and she’d forbid you from coming to their apartment and seeing Tara, that she’d ruin her sister’s relationship all because she wasn’t good enough.

Sam went straight home after work. She didn’t waste time as she threw her dirty work clothes in the hamper and jumped in the shower. She needed to make a good impression on your mother and that meant not smelling like the fast food from work. When she was satisfied with her cleanliness she jumped out of the shower and got dressed, choosing some simple jeans and a t-shirt. It was just dinner at your house and Sam didn’t want it to be obvious she was trying to make a good impression. She also needed to look like a grown-up because she was meeting your mother, she needed to come off like someone who was an adult and capable of looking after her sister, even if Tara was twenty years old now.

“Ready?” Tara asked as she came out of her room.

“As I’ll ever be,” Sam mumbled.

“Nervous?” Sam didn’t answer, she just kept fiddling with the hem of her shirt. “Don’t be,” Tara rolled her eyes. “Her mom has been interested in meeting you since I first met her. She’s the nicest person in the world and has no judgements of you or your past.”

“Then why didn’t you want me to meet her?” Sam closed her eyes, taking a deep breath. She knew it was a stupid question, but it was quite obvious the night before that Tara didn’t want to ask her.

“I want you to meet her. I was just scared to ask.”

“Why?”

Tara shrugged. “I know how you are; I was worried you’d freak out.”

Sam let out a sigh. “I’m sorry.”

“Come on,” Tara gently slapped Sam on the shoulder.

Sam and Tara made their way to the subway, taking the stop closest to your neighborhood. They walked the rest of the way. Sam shoved her hands in her pocks as your house came into view. She hadn’t been to your house since the night of the attack, when she and Tara found you. She had to admit the house was very nice, she didn’t remember much from her visit the first time because she had different priorities, but she noticed you had a different front door.

It wasn’t even a second after Tara knocked that you were opening the door. “Glad you decided to use the front door this time,” you greeted, smiling at Tara.

“Shut up,” she mumbled, not waiting for you to invite them in before she was pushing past you.

Sam stood on your porch; her hands shoved in her pockets as she shook her head at her sister. “Thank you for coming,” you said, looking at Sam. You stepped aside and gestured for her to enter.

Once again when she stepped into your house she looked around, getting a good look at everything for the first time. Nothing was broken anymore; you did a good job replacing everything.

“Is that them?” a feminine voice called out from another room.

“Yeah!” you called back.

“Well, what are you waiting for? Bring them here.”

You let out a shaky breath as you turned to Sam. “Don’t let her intimidate you,” you said. “She already admires you for taking care of Tara.”

Sam gave a shy smile at that as she followed you into the kitchen. Tara had gone ahead and was already sitting at the kitchen island talking to your mother. Your mom was hunched over pulling a lasagna out of the oven.

“You must be Tara’s sister,” your mom said, smiling at Sam. She took the tray of lasagna and sat it in the middle of the dining room table.

“Hi,” Sam said, giving an awkward wave. “Yeah, I’m Sam,” she held out her hand for your mother.

Your mom slipped off her oven mitts and happily shook Sam’s hand, introducing herself as well. “I hope you like lasagna.”

“Yeah,” Sam looked around at the table already set with four plates and four things of silverware. “It smells delicious.”

“Thank you. Now, sit, sit,” she gestured to the table. Sam, you, and Tara all pulled out a chair around the table as your mom came back with glasses and a pitcher of water.

Everyone scooped out some lasagna and were a few minutes into eating without anyone directly talking to Sam. She couldn’t lie, she appreciated that she wasn’t being bombarded with questions yet and your mom didn’t seem to hate her upon arrival, so it was already going better than she imagined. Tara was busy filling the silence, rambling to your mother about everything new in her life that’s happened while your mom has been away. Sam couldn’t help but smile at seeing how comfortable Tara was around your mother.

“So, Sam,” your mother said, breaking Sam out of her thoughts. Sam’s entire body became tense as she looked up to see your moms’ eyes already on her. “Any advice on dealing with Tara?”

Sam couldn’t help but crack a smile at the way Tara’s mouth dropped open. “Traitor,” she heard her sister mumble.

Sam shook her head. “I was actually hoping you’d have some tips.”

Your mom shook her head. “I didn’t even know about their secret relationship,” she gestured between you and Tara with a fork. “Until this one,” she pointed at Tara. “Fell out of my tree.”

Sam silently laughed at the way her sister crossed her arms and began pouting. “You still learned about their relationship before me,” Sam raised her hands in surrender.

Your mom let out a hum. “Tara’s a good kid.” Tara stopped pouting, smiling widely at your mother. “Though she still sneaks in when she thinks I don’t notice.” Tara’s mouth once again fell open.

“I never caught them, but it seems Y/N has stopped sneaking into the apartment,” Sam glanced at you out of the side of her eye.

“Sneaking up the fire escape is too much work,” you said with a shrug as you went back to your lasagna.

“Speaking of my daughter,” your mom said, glancing at you out of the side of her eye. You looked up, mouth full of lasagna, looking at her like a confused puppy. Your mom just gave you a loving eye roll before looking back at Sam. “I wanted to thank you.”

Sam furrowed her brow. She had never had a parent thank her before, she definitely never expected it from your mother. She didn’t know why your mom would possibly thank her; she was the reason you got attacked. If anything, your mom should be yelling and screaming at her, possibly getting a restraining order to be extra safe. She definitely shouldn’t be thanking her though, Sam didn’t do anything, she only brought pain into your life.

“Thank me?” Sam asked. “For what?”

“Taking care of her,” your mom said. “She didn’t tell me anything about what happened until much later,” she shot you a disapproving look. You instantly dropped your eyes down to your plate. Sam remembered you saying you were scared to tell your mom. Sam could tell your mom wasn’t mad at you though, she never was, she was just scared for you. “So, thank you for being there.”

Sam opened her mouth, but no words came out, she was truly at a loss for words. “I mean, I’d argue I took care of her the most,” Tara said. Sam might have been at a loss for words but clearly her sister wasn’t. “I carried her stuff, I took notes for her, I helped her up the steps, I made sure she took her medicine, I helped make sure she got enough sleep, I…” Tara trailed off when she realized everyone was staring at her.

Sam was shaking her head, giving her an amused look, Tara really didn’t know when to shut up sometimes, your mom was looking at her with love, Sam knew your mom was grateful for all Tara did, she wouldn’t be surprised if your mom had already thanked Tara for all that. Then there was you, openly glaring at Tara. “I love you?” Tara smiled at you innocently, but you just rolled your eyes.

“Anyway,” your mom said. “Thank you.”

“It was nothing,” Sam said, shaking her head. “I’m glad I could help.”

“As you probably know, I’m out of town quite a bit.” Sam nodded, not quite sure where your mom was going to go with that. “I was wondering if it would be okay if you looked out for that one,” she nodded towards you. “Make sure she’s alright, let her stay with you occasionally?”

“Wait what?” You asked.

“Of course,” Sam said.

“Yay!” Tara squealed, happily clapping her hands. Sam gave her sister a side glance, she might make a rule about Tara sleeping on the couch just to spite her sister.

 “I don’t need a babysitter,” you said, trying to reason with your mom.

“You almost died last time,” your mother said.

You rolled your eyes, letting out an exaggerated sigh. “One time out of like a hundred.”

“Once was enough.”

“But-”

Sam smiled to herself as you and your mother continued to go back and forth. Sam was sure things wouldn’t change too much; you were over at their apartment like every weekend already. When you weren’t at the apartment odds were Tara was at your house, it wasn’t like you were ever alone for very long. If it gave your mom peace of mind then Sam didn’t mind checking up on you occasionally or allowing you to stay at the apartment, not that she was ever against it before.

Sam relaxed in her chair, continuing to eat the delicious lasagna your mom made. Listening to you argue with your mom was like when Sam would argue with Tara, though you conceded eventually, Tara usually never relented. The rest of the night Sam enjoyed casual conversation, getting to know your mom a bit more and answering any questions she asked. She was surprised but happy your mom never asked about her and Tara’s mother or about her father, she appreciated it. Sam was pleasantly surprised how well dinner went and when your mom mentioned getting together again next time she was in town, Sam didn’t hesitate too quickly agreeing.

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[bethelighthalazia]

"Pookie"

Summary:  When your boyfriend finds out what you named him on your phone (and his younger member teases him about it).

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Woozi (Ji Hoon) x fem!reader

Additional Characters:  DK (Seok Min)

Word Count: 553

AU: Idol AU  

Warnings: tiny bit of another member teasing Woozi

networks:  n/a

notes: This is my very first fanfiction for Seventeen, I do hope i didn´t mix up names or anything. if i did, please let me know, but be kind and respectful okay? <3

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You loved spending time with the boys of Seventeen, and that not only because you were a carat from the beginning, but also because your boyfriend was one of them. You knew Ji Hoon from before his trainee days, always cheering him on and supporting the path he went on, and he always wanted you by his side. Even when he was told that it might be possible that he'd have to break up with you if he wanted to become an idol, he told the others that if that were to happen, he'd just walk out of the company and find another dream that he can pursue with you by his side.

Today, the two of you were lounging on one of the sofas in the dorms, most of the other boys were out for schedules or just enjoying the day and only you, Ji Hoon and Seok MIn had stayed back in the house on their free day. Seok Min was playing a videogame while Ji Hoon and you were just cuddling, his slender fingers running gently through your hair while you were looking at the tv, joking around every time Seok Min’s character died in the game.

You just wanted to grab your phone from the coffee table when you froze in your movement; your phone was gone. Eyes wide, you turned to look at Jo Hoon, who frowned at your expression. “My phone is gone, do you have it by chance, jagi?” You asked, but Ji Hoon just shook his head no, he would never take it without asking you about it first. “I could call your phone, you have it on loud, haven't you?” He asked, to which you nodded your head yes and Ji Hoon dialed your number.

It didn't take long for Seventeen´s song ‘Maestro’ to blare through the room, this alone already made you blush slightly, but when Seok Min reached over to grab your phone that was laying underneath the pillow he sat on, you realized that this would be a horrible idea. Before you could react though, he reads the caller ID out loud, causing you to cover your face with the pillow in your arms.

“Huh, who is ‘Pookie Wookie Woozi Boo’?” Seok Min asks, an eyebrow raised as he turns around to see his older member staring at the phone in his own hand. “Oh-! Well, does it make it better that there's a heart and a blushy emoji next to it?” At this, you facepalmed, eyes wide in embarrassment as you then looked at Ji Hoon, who lowered his own phone, his face and neck blushed heavily.

“I- I can explain?” You laughed awkwardly, reaching over to take your phone from Seok Min before you turned back to Ji Hoon now, head tilted ever so slightly. “Well…I would love to know why you came up with that nickname for hyung! I mean, it fits though, but still. What´s a Pookie Wookie anyway?” Seok Min asked, by now holding his tummy from laughing hard about it. When you couldn't come up with a proper explanation, you only pointed at Ji Hoon, who couldn't hold back a laugh anymore, shaking his head about his girlfriend´s behavior, soon leaving the three of you a laughing mess in the living room of the dorms.

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[raythekiller]

Hi, I've been reading your works and I'm envious. Your scenarios and headcanons are so cool :D I was wondering if you could make a headcanon for the creeps living with a Latina recruit who is sassy but caring to the point she (or they) will aggressively take care of someone if they aren't feeling well. Hope it isn't too much out of your comfort zone. Have a good day and take care

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🗒 ❛ Sassy But Caring Latinx! Reader ༉‧₊˚✧

Featuring: Jeff The Killer, Ben Drowned, Ticci Toby, Eyeless Jack, Masky

#Notes: as a dad friend sassy latino myself this one was right up my alley ty

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꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Jeff The Killer

You definitely give him a lot of shit. When you first arrive he's all cocky thinking he has a new victim, but then as soon as you opened your mouth, boom, he got dragged. Since he's quite the troublemaker, you'll probably be screaming at him a lot.

"¡Jeff! ¿Que chingado estás hacendo?"

"Slender, the new recruit is speaking tongues again!"

Secretly thinks it's kinda hot when you speak Spanish. The rolling r's just do something to him. While he's absolutely not gonna try to learn it, he ends up picking up a thing or two just from hearing you and the context of the situation. Can't speak it to save his life, though. Still, he makes fun of your language all the time.

"What, you forgot English already?"

Also, he's like, terrible with self care. Not as bad as Ben, but still pretty bad. Doesn't shower for days and hates drinking water. You'll have to threaten him with a chancla to get him to actually take some care of himself.

"¡Jeffrey Woods, chingada madre, limpia tu habitación!"

"You can't fucking make me!"

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ben Drowned

Little mister Hasn't Showered, Slept Or Eaten In A Week over here. I swear, this guy is helpless. Spends all his time cupped up in his room playing videogames and eating nothings but trash like some kind of fucking raccoon. You'll have the hardest time trying to take care of him.

"Ben, how long has it been since the last time you showered?"

"Uhmm... I don't know, about 9 days?"

" *sighs in spanish* "

Genuinely terrified of you when you get mad and start cussing in Spanish. He'll clean his room, he promises, just please put the chancla down!

Will actually be really happy if you make him Hispanic food. Not only does it taste good, but you made it for him because you care about him, and that means the world. He can't handle spicy stuff though, so be careful.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Ticci Toby

Not too bad in general when it comes to taking care of himself, but he does just... Forget to eat. All the time. He will just suddenly get light headed and remember he hasn't eaten a bite of food in the last 3-4 days. Another one who loves if you make him Hispanic food, but unlike Ben, he likes his shit extra spicy. Probably one of the only creeps who will try to learn Spanish to understand you better, even if you're fluent in English.

"H-hola, Y/N. Como- como estás?"

"Estoy bien, pero no necessitas hablar conmigo en español, chulo."

Yes, you call him "chulo". He will also listen to the music and just try to learn more of the culture in general to make you feel more welcome. Overall, genuinely puts in an effort in taking better care of himself so you don't have to worry about him as much.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Eyeless Jack

I'd be surprised if he didn't know Spanish already, which was probably a bit of a shock to you, but a good one nonetheless. He's not normally into gossip, but there's something extremely funny about talking shit about someone while they're right there and they have no idea what you're saying.

"Jeff es tan jodidamente estúpido."

"Sí, ¿verdad?"

"The FUCK you two talkin about?"

You won't have to worry about him much, he takes basic care of himself unlike most of the others. If anything, he's scolding rhe others WITH you. You're basically the parents of everyone else at this point.

꒰⸝⸝₊⛓┊Masky

Has the biggest fucking crush on you and will forever be mad about it. I said this in the ideal S/O post - he needs someone who gives him shit but also looks out for him and the others. The fact that latino people are extra hot is just a bonus. Unfortunately, this also means he's extra mean to you.

"Tienes que dejar de fumar. Te va a joder los pulmones así."

"Sorry, doll, I don't speak 'freak'."

Like Jeff, secretly thinks it's hot when you speak in your language. Hates when you scold him, loves it when you scold others, especially if you get extra mad and start cussing in Spanish. It's just amusing to him. Plus, you make things easier for him now that he's not the only one parenting these weirdos and he's genuinely glad you came along.

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Interdimensional Hell - Miguel O'Hara

notes - FOR THE POLL!!!! This has been in the works for a while, but here it is! It's a long ass fic with my whole heart and soul packed into it (+ the beautiful addition of not being proofread lolol) and I am so exited to share! I hope my Miguel lovers enjoy this fic!! <3 word count - 4,060 (omfg this is my longest fic on tumblr LMFAOOOO) WARNINGS - lots of angst, not proofread, f!reader, mentions of a near panic attack summary - you were Miguel O'Hara's wife. You were more than happy to be with someone like him, but was unfortunately taken away from your family when your world was torn apart by what looked like a glitching videogame. Now you travel through dimension after dimension looking for your family and will stop at nothing to do so while also having some fun along the way

“Gabriella!” You were close to tears as your daughter ran to you, jumping into your arms.

“Mamma, did you see that?” she said with a bright smile, sweat beading on her forehead. “When I kicked the ball, it was like BAM and then it went FWOOSH and then we won!!”

“I did see that, baby. I am so darn proud of you.” You pinched her nose, giving it a little kiss as your husband walked up holding an ice cream cone.

“Did you see that, papa?” she asked as he handed her the ice cream.

“Of course I did. You are so talented.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead. She thanked him for the cone and giggled as he threw her on his back for a piggyback ride.

“You got that on video, didn’t you, Miguel?” you asked, scruffing Gabriella’s hair.

“Yup.” he responded, bouncing Gabriella and telling her how proud he was of her. God, his smile was perfect.

You pulled out the camera from its bag and filmed your husband and daughter. Literally nothing could be better than this.

Gabreiella giggled and made fun of Miguel before slamming the ice cream in his face, the two breaking out in laughter. When he set her on the ground, he gave her a five second head start to run out in the field before he would come after her, telling her to be careful with the ice cream.

He looked up at you and you giggled. “Miguel, you’re face, love.”

“What? What’re you–” he chuckled as he wiped ice cream off of his face. “Did I get it?” he asked.

“Hold on.” You set down the camera and pulled a baby wipe out of your bag, dabbing it on Miguel’s face.

“It’s been five seconds now!” Gabriella shouted from the other side of the field.

Miguel kissed your cheek and dashed after his daughter. You smiled at the camera before turning it off.

Nothing lasts forever.

You heard that from everyone, but you hated that it was true.

Even the happiest month of your life can turn to shit really fast.

When the world started glitching, you thought you were losing your mind. You worked from home and Miguel was out with Gabriella for the day. You looked to the corner of your room and it… glitched. Like something out of a movie. You never told anyone, especially when it kept happening. You thought that no one else saw it, that it was your mind playing tricks.

But when it kept happening, you knew something was wrong.

And when the world ended, you were right, and you knew you would never see your family ever again.

You ran out into the streets and saw people running, the world behind them disappearing, and even some of them faded into nothingness. You wanted to scream, cry, anything. But you froze, watching the colossal whatever it was coming for you. And then you saw something else. It looked different than the giant glitching wall. It was small and no bigger than the gap under a bed. You jumped in without even thinking. You were going to die anyway, so why not be a little reckless?

As you felt like you were falling for days, you thought of your daughter. Why didn’t you go after her? You felt like a terrible mother and curled into a ball, crying. No one was coming to save you and you weren't coming to save anyone. The world wasn’t what it used to be a month ago, a week ago, hell, it wasn’t even this bad a day ago. You cried for your family, knowing that you couldn't do a thing for them and then everything went black.

—

“Is she alive?” you heard a voice say, but couldn't see where it came from.

“I sure hope so. I don't get paid enough for someone to die here.”

“Well check!”

You felt cold hands brush your forehead and you jerked awake, coughing and trying not to scream.

“Woah, woah!” you heard the voice from the start say. “Everything’s fine. We’re not gonna hurt you.” You saw that the voice came from a boy with bright blonde hair and a cybernetic eye.

The other one was a man with brown hair, who looked like he could crush you – tan skin and muscles bigger than you.

You went to say something, but glitched, making the two men jump back.

“Woah there!” the blonde one said. “You’re not from here, are you?”

You just shook your head and could already feel a headache forming.

“I don't have time for this,” the bigger one said. “I have a shop to run.”

“At least give the girl a watch! She looks stressed out enough and I think the last thing we need to do is have her glitching.”

“I think the last thing we need to do is deal with someone that isn't from here. That happens far too often, don't you think, Spike? You have too much sympathy for the outsiders.”

“And what if I do?” Spike asked, crossing his arms. “I don't think you have enough, Wade.”

Spike walked away from you and opened a large cabinet from above Wade’s head, pulling out a bright green watch. He slipped it on your wrist and proceeded to click a few buttons and everything tense inside of you strangely managed to slip away.

You took a deep breath and smiled at Spike. “Thank you,” you said to him. “It’s been a really long day.”

“I can tell,” he chuckled. “First time out of your dimension?”

You nodded and adjusted the watch.

“Well, make sure to keep that bad boy locked in place. Don't want to be outside of your dimension without one or else… well, think bad, but worse.” He sat in a rolly chair and spun to his computer. “Can you do me a favor, missy?”

“Anything.” you said. He had been more than willing to help you, so you were more than willing to do the same.

“Stand on that little circle over there for me.” He pointed to a large purple circle in the middle of the room and you tilted your head, but still walked over to it with no hesitation.

“What’s this?” you asked.

“I'm gonna scan you, but don't be scared. This bad boy will help you get home safe.”

You went to speak up, telling him that you weren’t so sure it was a good idea, but he interrupted you.

“Wade, help me out here! Let’s get her out of here.”

“Finally.” Wade scoffed. He walked over to you and held your arms up, strapping them to two mechanical devices on either side of you that then held your arms to make you in the shape of a Y.

“This won't hurt a bit, doll.” Spike said, clicking a button on his computer. A bright light scanned you up and down and you looked at Spike, who held his chin and tilted his head. “Huh. That’s weird. Let me try again.” He clicked the button again and looked at you with confusion. When the cycle finished, he looked astonished. “Babe, where did you say you were from again?”

“That’s what I’ve been meaning to tell you.” you said, shuffling in your spot. “My world was a big glitching mess. And then I found a little hole and appeared here. I don't know if I have a home anymore.”

Wade sighed and rubbed his hand down his face. “Great,” he whispered. “This can't be good.”

Spike leaned back in his chair and looked at the confusion on your face. “This isn’t your fault, love. But bad news, you can't go home. Because uh… I don't think home exists for you.”

All you remember after that was crying. You sat on the floor after the devices let you go and Spike rubbed your back, reassuring you that everything was going to be okay.

Of course, you knew that everything wasn’t going to be okay.

You were already exhausted and you realized it hadn’t even been a day.

“So, what am I supposed to do?” you asked, playing with the watch you were given.

“I would be more than happy to let you stay here,” Spike said, rubbing your back. “We have an extra room, we just have to clean it out a bit.”

“I don't want to be a burden.”

“It’ll just be for a little while,” he reassured you. “Now, I know this cyberpunk city of ours can seem like a lot once you step out of this little shop, but I think after a little bit of time, you can find a job and even your own home.”

You just nodded. You didn't have a clue what the word “cyberpunk” meant, but it sounded interesting enough. After realizing that you were still on the floor, you finally stood up and looked around the little place you were in. There were light up trinkets and soft beeps coming from either side of the room. It was so overwhelming. At home you were able to just sit on a couch and watch TV and in here, it looked like the only place you could rest was a chair that could roll across the floor.

To get your bearings wherever you were, you opened the front door and were immediately overstimulated. There were loud sirens, people yelling, doors slamming, advertisements that were yelling about various products, etc.

You quickly shut the door behind you and Wade laughed at the expression on your face.

“What’s so funny?” you scoffed.

He just waved you off and Spike walked over to you. “Wade and I know exactly how you feel. We were just as overwhelmed when we ended up here.”

“You’re not from here?”

“Nope! So, don't worry, your reaction and overwhelmingness is completely normal. Do you want something to eat?”

You hadn't even thought about food, but when asked the question, noticed how hungry you really were. “Yes please.” you said softly.

Spike walked down a long hall and you followed, not wanting to be left alone with Wade.

“So what was your home like?” he asked.

“Normal.” you laughed. You really didn't know how to answer that question.

He laughed back. “Not like this at all, I'm guessing.”

“Not at all.”

“See, ours was kind of like this,” Spike said as you got to the kitchen. “It was very techy, so we immediately knew what to do when we started ‘glitching’ if that’s what you wanna call it. We also know how to travel interdimensionally. That's how we ended up here. We traveled outside of our home and never found a way to get back. That machine couldn’t even tell us. I think what happened to your home also happened to ours while we were gone.”

“That sounds awful.”

Spike laughed. “Yeah, definitely awful. We’ve traveled everywhere, it feels like, but we just never found home. This was almost the closest to it. It looks like home in the future.”

“That makes sense.” It didn't, but it did. You didn't know how else to share your sympathy with him, especially considering the whole thing felt like an awful dream that you would never wake up from.

“What are you gonna do?” he asked you as he slid over your plate.

“No clue,” you admitted. “Maybe it’s delusional, but I want to find my family.”

“You found a way out. So maybe they did too.”

Just those few words from Spike’s mouth gave you hope. Perhaps too much.

—

Learning new things is really difficult, but you found yourself learning how to travel through space and time to be a piece of cake, to your surprise.

That hope that Spike had engraved in you when you first met years ago was still stuck in you and would always be until you found your family.

Even if you had to search until the day you died, you would be satisfied.

The craziest part of the whole thing though was that you became someone completely different over the years. You found yourself learning how to make your own tech to make interdimensionally traveling easier and buying clothes that made you look much different than you did back at home.

But you were lonely.

You met so many lovely people on your journey through this new life you created for yourself over the years, but none of them would stay like Miguel did. You even eventually drifted from Spike and Wade, getting your own house and having your own machines.

You would curl up and eat dinner by yourself on the balcony, dreaming to be in Miguel’s arms and listen to him hum a song to you in his deep voice.

—

“Hey, Miguel.” Lyla said, blowing on her nails she recently painted. “Whatcha doin?”

Miguel rolled his eyes and sighed. “Working. What does it look like I'm doing?”

“It looks like you're pouting. Not working. Nice try, but you can't fool me, buddy.” Lyla smirked.

“I'm not pouting! Why would I be pouting, Lyla? Hm? Now could you please leave me alone? You’re ruining my train of thought.”

“Now that’s just mean.” Lyla pouted.

Miguel blew a piece of his hair out of his eye and tried to sweep her away, which ended up making her leave with a giggle.

He took a deep breath and ran his fingers through his hair before turning back on his monitor to see your face.

“Miguel!” you giggled. “Smile for the camera.” You turned the camera to a happier Miguel. Someone who actually had a smile on his face.

A stranger.

Miguel quickly shut the monitor off before he would let himself be brought to tears. It was his fault you were gone. It was his fault he was in his current position. If he didn't fuck everything up and pretend he was your husband, none of this would’ve happened.

“Lyla, I'm going out.”

“Huh? Where?” She appeared with a digital Slurpee and tilted her head.

“Just out.”

“Bored outta your mind, big boss man.”

“Sure, whatever, just leave me alone.”

Lyla saluted and faded away. He didn't know where to go, but he would just go. With the power of the entire multiverse at his hands, it was hard to just find one place to go, but even so, it was nice to breathe some fresh air in other places.

Plus with the chance of seeing you…

He pulled the thought out of his mind. He watched his daughter fade away in his arms, there was no way that you were okay too. And god, did he hate himself for it. But even so, he repressed the feelings and journeyed to other universes, meeting other Spidermen and even greater foes – eyebags and all.

—

Where the hell am I? you thought as you ended up in a dimension unlike any you had been to before. It was so different from the others that for the first time in years, you actually had to pause.

You placed your hands on your hips and looked at the world around you. It reminded you of playing video games where you would go to other worlds and you yourself would change textures to match the ones around you. Unfortunately, the texture didn't go with you, so you were left as an actual human in a cartoon world.

The life you were living was definitely a dreamlike state and the thought of it made you laugh as you led yourself through the city.

This was the part you actually loved. You got to see what life was like for others through different dimensions and the struggles they had to deal with. Granted, it wasn't much different from your life when you weren’t forced to live like this, but either way, you still found it fun to see how different, yet similar it really was.

Sometimes you would end up in dimensions you had been to a thousand times or sometimes you would end up somewhere new.

Your favorite part though: everywhere had a Spiderman. And every Spiderman was just as unique as the last.

In this world, it seemed to be some pig, which was both hilarious and intriguing. You had seen a lot in your day, but never a pig Spiderman. You loved it though and seeing posters of him around this odd city made you laugh.

But you knew it was time to leave the moment you stepped in. You liked the crazy stuff, but this was a little too crazy for your liking.

Right as you opened a portal though, you heard a loud sound not too far away from you. You figured it was a fight that Spiderpig had gotten himself into, and were ready to leave, but you turned around to see something much crazier.

Not only was Spiderpig fighting, but there was another Spiderman with him. You couldn't help but stand in awe after you closed the portal you made.

He was dressed in dark blue and red and didn't look at all like the other Spidermen you had seen before. Something about him was not only different, but so so intriguing.

The fight didn't last long since the two were working hard to get it done quickly. So when they did finish, the tall Spiderman put Spiderpig on his shoulders and gave him a fistbump.

You had only noticed you were still just standing in the street and staring when the Spiderman froze.

You giggled nervously and muttered out a quick “good job guys” before turning down an alleyway so you could teleport out of there.

But right as you began down the alley, you felt something grab your wrist. When you turned around, it was that tall Spiderman, who tilted his head at you.

“y/n?” he said.

You took a step back. “S-Sorry?”

“Is your name y/n?”

You nodded and he pulled you into his arms before opening a portal very much like your own.

You ended up in a world with complete darkness, minus the bright yellow computers surrounding the walls. You looked at the place with curiosity, but were quickly pulled from your thoughts when you saw the Spiderman pacing the room back and forth and muttering to himself.

“Hey, are you alright?” you chuckled.

“How are you… How did you… Hold on, I need a minute.” He finally sat down and grabbed his chin. “Were you married?”

You laughed, thinking this was some sort of joke. “Yes, I was. To a man named Miguel. Why?”

“What the fuck?” he said under his breath.

“Excuse me?”

“How are you alive?!”

Just then, you recognized that voice. Everything from your past hit you like a semi and you fell to your knees, tears immediately filling your sockets.

“M-Miguel? Miguel, is that you?” you managed to get out.

The mask of his Spider-suit dematerialized and he looked at you with shock.

You looked at him the same and felt like you couldn't breathe. After all those years. After all that searching…

He ran to you and dropped on his knees, pushing your hair out of your face. “How did you…”

“How did you?” you giggled somehow, grabbing Miguel’s face and looking it over. Despite the eyebags and the new muscular features, that man was definitely your husband.

“I…” he started, but you pulled him into your arms. You hugged him until neither of you could breathe.

When you pulled away, you looked at him with so much excitement that it made him regret everything. He had lied to you for years and you were looking at him the same way you looked at your real husband who died.

“I can't believe you made it out alive, Miggy! Where’s Gabriella? I bet she’s all grown up and–”

“G-Gabriella’s gone.” The words felt like another 100 lbs weighed his chest down.

You looked at him with confusion. “She didn't make it?” you asked softly.

“No. She didn't. This is all my fault.” he buried his face in his hands.

“No it's not. How could any of this be your fault?” you rubbed his back.

“No, y/n,” he scooted back, every regret from his life filling him up and making him on the near edge of a panic attack. “This is my fault. I made this happen.”

“Miguel, I–”

“I'm not even your husband!” he cried out. He never felt like this before. He didn't even feel like Miguel. But something cracked in him when he saw you, and it was going to end up killing him if he didn't talk to you about it.

You laughed. “What? Of course you are.”

“Your husband died a very long time ago.”

“I'm so confused.” you admitted.

“I know. And I'm sorry.” he pulled you closer and sat down on the floor next to you. “Look, I was your husband. At least for a while. A couple months maybe. But your real husband… the Miguel O’Hara from your world… he died. I took his place. I wanted to be happy.” Slowly, the feeling of the near panic attack was going away the more he spoke to you. He explained everything. About how much he truly loved you and about how much he regretted destroying everything, including your daughter. He told you that he was selfish for what he did and admitted that if he could go back and never be with you just so you could have a fulfilled life with Gabriella and no Miguel, everything would be fine. He explained canon events and how the world worked for Spidermen like him and the rest of the multiverse.

Everything was so confusing, but based on everything you had been through, you weren't surprised.

You had seemingly loved a stranger for months and didn't even know it. But… he wasn't, that was the most confusing part. That man, Miguel O’Hara. Spiderman 2099. That was the man you fell in love with, even if you weren't a part of his dimension.

The whole situation shocked you to your core, but there was no going back now.

You laughed for some reason when he was done telling you everything. You really couldn't believe it. But again, you weren't surprised.

Miguel didn't mean to spill everything onto you, but it made him feel so much better. Tears were streaming down his face and he was trying to repress them when he saw how confused you looked.

“y/n, I am so sorr–”

You quickly cut him off by pulling him into your arms. Real husband or not, this poor man had to suffer through everything and now has the whole multiverse on his back to take care of because he feels like it’s his responsibility. He blamed himself for everything for years all because of a stupid accident.

But you weren't mad. He didn't know what would happen and all he wanted was to be happy. You didn't want to put more on him, so you just held him for a moment and let him sit there with you in silence.

Even if you didn't know this Miguel as well as you knew your husband, he was still Miguel.

“Don't blame yourself,” you whispered. “It's okay.”

He just pulled back from the hug and wiped his hair out of his face. “I'm sorry you had to live like you have been.” he told you.

“It was kinda fun.” You hugged your knees.

“The multiverse is definitely something, huh?”

You smiled and cupped Miguel’s face in your hands. You had been traveling for years all for this. Granted, you got a story out of it that you weren't expecting, but still. Miguel was in front of you again and you felt strangely at home.

You pressed a kiss to his nose. “I wanna try this again.” you said. “With us.”

“What do you mean?”

“First.” You pulled him by the front of his suit and pressed a long and needed kiss to his lips. He melted to your lips quickly, but the feeling ended quickly when you pulled away.

“What do you mean ‘try again?’ ” he asked.

“I'm y/n.” You stuck out your hand and smiled at him.

“I'm Miguel.” He took your hand and sighed with relief.

“Nice to meet you, Miguel. Maybe we should go on a date sometime.”

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into the spiderverse masterlist | pinned post 2023 @tonberry-yoda – do not repost or claim ANY of my work as your own! likes, reblogs, and comments are not only welcome, but appreciated

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Denki Kaminari × Reader "Rough night"

I've suffered with night terrors for a long while so I hope this is something that can help you if it applies<3

It was a rather gloomy night in the UA dorms, training had seemed extra hard and your body felt weak. Taking a long shower swaring up and down to your boyfriend you wouldn't pass out, luckily you didn't, in fact you felt a lot better. Still shitty just a little less so now that you feel clean. Despite how Denki acted around his classmates he was a pretty caring person, still extremely hyper but caring nonetheless.

You made it a point not to tell Denki about your rather frequent nightmares but on night when it was particularly bad you'd go over to his dorm and play videogames and cuddle playing it off as insomnia, which was technically true. Leaving out the fact the reason you were scared to sleep or flat out couldn't was because of your mind.

This night in particular it was extra hard to get to sleep, but you knew Denki would already be asleep. You tried to push through eventually falling asleep, only to be awaken clenching your chest and hyperventilating. You pick up your phone clicking on your boyfriends contact, it rang and rang and just as you were about to hang up you hear static before Denki answer "Sparks?? What's up.. it's like 4am" he says still groggy, you can practically hear his eyes being heald open "Can I come over, I can't sleep" you say attempting too hide the panic instilled into your voice. There is a few seconds of silence before you hear him shifting around. "You know, if something is actually bothering you you can talk to me Sparks" he says pausing for a moment before taking a deep breath "I know you well enough to know this isn't just insomnia. I can hear the shakiness in your voice"

You can now hear him moving around seemingly walking around his room perhaps? Thinking of an excuse in your head you hear a knock at the door. "Denki Kaminari you better not be outside my door" You say pulling your body out of bed and opening the door. "Damn you managed to make looking sad and tired so fucking cute" he says grabbing your hand and pulling you to your bed makinig you lay down. As you move around getting comfortable you feel Denki wrap his hands around your waist.

"I'm not gonna make you talk but you are going to get a good night's rest" he says pulling you further into him. After about 30 minutes of cuddling and mindless talking Denki fell asleep, as did you not long after. However peace only lasts so long in the void that is your mind.

The dream that has decided to burden your sleep was that of your boyfriend, tied up and being tortured by some villain. Despite your best efforts you were nothing but a shadow whose streams could not be heard.

"Denki!" You gasp sitting up holding your chest and looking around. You feel a hand on yours, "Sparks..it's late why are you-" you stops mid sentence getting a better look at you. He sees the worried look that seems to be covering your otherwise cheerful smiles "Hey, it's okay your okay" he says rubbing his hands up and down your back. You lean back against your bed placing your head on Denki's shoulder you can feel the tears on your face as you cling to your boyfriend feeling his hands wipe your tears away. "Is this what you were hiding from me? Sparks, nightmares are nothing to be ashamed of. "

You told Denki more about the nightmares later that day and he helped you find ways to cope and rationalize your dreams making sleepless nights less common. With the occasional one here and there Denki was there to talk you out your fears, be it on the phone or a late night cuddle session.

The boy may be a huge flirt but he knows how to make it count. Finding ways to pull you from your darkness and into the light of his corny pick up lines.

Request are open!

This one was kinda messy I've been off and on writing it all day, exams are killing me

[loveydoveylex]

I've been sitting here for hours trying to come up with something sappy and sentimental and poetic I can write here to express my feelings, but alas uh. I've never been super great with words. so I guess I'll just say whatever comes to mind and hope it does this enough justice. 😆

one whole year ago today, I married my sweetheart. and I couldn't be happier with my decision to do so. ❤️

every single iteration of him, across every single universe, means so damn much to me. even though he's just a fictional character from a videogame, even though he's not real, the love that I feel for him and the feelings that I have for him are MORE than real. I genuinely don't know where I would be without him. I know it sounds cheesy and overdramatic to say he saved me, but he really did.

to say I adore him would be an understatement. I don't think I can even describe in words what I feel for him because it's stronger than anything I've ever experienced before. this is the kind of love that you hold on to... the kind of love that you never let go. and I have no plans of ever doing so.

I don't care if I sound crazy, haha. I like to think everyone is a little bit crazy. I'm happy, and that's what matters. I finally have a safety net to turn to when I'm feeling down. someone who will always be there for me. 'cause if I slip and fall, he's always gonna be there to catch me. 💖

I've said this a billion times in the past, but he really is my everything. I'm his and he's mine till the end of time. <333

so happy anniversary to my beloved. he's always in my thoughts, every single day. even though we're separated by reality and fiction, I'm gonna keep loving him no matter what happens. 🫶

and with that, happy anniversary to rayman 3 as well - the first rayman game I ever played, and the game that first made me fall head over heels for this absolute goofball.

I love you so much, ray 💜💜💜

[vint-knight]

Epic The Wisdom Saga Ranking:

SO I really loved this saga so here's my ranking and if you guys want to, you can add it your list by rebloging as well!

1: Little Wolf: Just from the start with Antinous being cold and vicious, Aryon killed it as always, I thought it would just be a long fight of Tele vs Antinous until it would end with either Penelope or Athena (perhaps both saving him in the last moment) But I was genuinely surprised to see Athena appear and aid Telemachus, also their dynamic is cute, and the animation, Liam Davidson delivered it with the videogame aspect of it and Luzia coming with the absolute beautiful animation and expressions, especially Telemachus, and Teagan just throws it out of the park here, I really love her voice that she has been doing since the rereleased Troy/Cyclops Saga albums and how it goes from a Tele getting his ass kicked, to Tele getting some aid but still getting beat up, while leaving some bruises to Antinous and how the Little Wolf taunt was more used like a compliment.

2: Love in Paradise: I would have thought this was gonna be like at the bottom (not in terms of bad, but just not quite top tier) first off the Time-Dive by Mircsy was absolute mind-blowing, from Aeolus, to Poseidon which I really liked because of how quick the "Ruthlessness is mercy upon ourselves" to Circe, Tiresias, Sirens, Scylla which has a really cool shot! and then ending with Thunder Bringer, then we have Gigi! her animation was amazing as always, we get introduced to Calypso who is played by the wonderful Barbara Wangui! she sounds so fun and playful but I like the general creepy vibes given to Calypso, then the cliff scene this absolutely shocked me then I remembered it was accurate to how Homer's Odysseus felt almost sucidial during his time on Ogygia, the belting Jorge lets out, letting out every single part of Odysseus's anguish before screaming for Athena, absolutely gut-wrenching it almost made me tear up

3: We'll Be Fine: I love this song so much, the absolute feels you can feel from Teagan's Athena, the guilt she feels that she can't even sleep, also noticed some lyrics were changed like "When I'll never left home shores" which I find intriguing, the growing friendship between Tele and Athena is just so wholesome and love the ending with him trying to lean his head on her shoulder then falling on his face lmao

4: Legendary: This was absolutely a great start, MICO as Telemachus was absolutely incredible and very proud of how he portrayed Telemachus, nice that Argos is shown following (sad that he was failing to catch Tele because he's a very old dog who's sick) a perfect song to show how a son wants to live up to his father that he never got to meet, the "Man of The House" callback with the suitors and Antinous being an absolute asshole, "DON'T YOU DARE CALL MY MOTHER A TRAMP" from Tele was delivered so well, showing how much respect and protectiveness he has for his mama.

5: God Games: Honestly I would have thought this was going to be at least at the top 1 or 2 for the list, obviously everyone did great, Brandon as Apollo was amazing, love how nonchalant he seemed, wish his part was a bit more longer (but he is LVL1, so it makes sense in video game terms) Hephaestus was quite good, Jorge's dad did amazing and the fact he's also a builder is very ironic, I was quite fine with his part being short because if the "Odysseus took Achilles's armour that Hephaestus specifically made for Achilles" because EPIC doesn't stay too long on the Trojan War (besides references and callbacks etc etc) Janani K. Jha and Earle Grensham Jr did SO GOOD as Ares and Aphrodite, love the fact that Aphrodite's love domain isn't just romantic or lustful love, it's motherly love as well, then we have POSEY as Hera!, love the disco music part of Hera's music, also Anniflamma's animation was so cute and funny! with Athena awkwardly dancing along with Hera, then we have Zeus's part.... alright first off Luke Holt POPPED OFF on this one, his voice was so intimidating here then in Thunder Saga or Troy Saga, the "Thunder Bringer" being brought back with that deep tone he brought in, but I do have some criticism which is I wish Zeus had more words to say, also did not like how he came off like a sore loser (he can be that in the myths sometimes) But I thought it more off like he was actually ashamed of Athena trying so hard to defend this "man full of shame" which in my opinion makes me think that he also felt shame was gonna be brought upon him for the fact The King of Gods's daughter basically going all this way to free one mortal man, besides that I love the small flashback with Athena and baby Telemachus which shows how determined that she is not only doing this for Odysseus, but for his son, then the end was okay, nice to see Ares was genuinely concerned for her, same for the other gods and it ending with Athena being unconscious (also the red blood is kinda explained as her becoming more human by Gwendy who did the last animation for God Games) still like the song but wished it was more longer

[lensman-arms-race]

Episode 77 part 2

Spoiler free:

Haha, this is like videogames

Hmmm! Lore drop!

Haha, oh no

What

Spoilers ahead!

As always, it's funny as hell that dead toilets explode on impact, as though they're made of some sort of Explodium material.

Rambo is very oily/sweaty now - I think DFB is definitely doing fan-service for the mutant trio fans :D

I don't really understand how suddenly the goodies are able to kick Astro ass (asstro) all of a sudden, when previously the Astros were too powerful. Plot armour?

Swat using his khopeshes as a ranged weapon is very videogames, haha.

Swat gives us a literal lore drop (dropping his tablet on the ground, which POV picks up and looks at).

This tells us several things and is worth the entire episode!

The character indicated with a question mark appears to be Secret Agent to me; it looks like the figure from the poster in episode 70:

I'm not great with faces, but that's Secret Agent, isn't it?

But why is he marked with a question mark?? Presumably Swat knows SA was Alpha Hills administrator, because the skibs had this poster we saw in episode 70. Who added the question mark?

But the title? Special Government Objects Defence Service? What 'objects' was the government defending against??

Does this mean techfolk were hostile to humans at this point, or were the defence service experimenting with using objects themselves, and accidentally created/became skibidi toilets?

Also, the 3 defence service members with uncovered faces - again, I'm bad with faces, but are those not the mutant trio??

The implications!!

We then get to see a large cam who looks very like a mini TCam! (Ignoring that 'miniature titan' is an oxymoron.) There's the shoulder cams, the dented lens protector, the energy shield, the backpack hardware resembling the titan's flight-pack, the big-ass chainsword acting as melee weapon in an echo of TCam's hammer, and an Ol' Painless-style gun that the cam uses on its arm like TCam does. (Chainsaws are not great as a melee weapon in real life, but hey, Rule of Cool.)

They've got a similar outfit to the two salmon-shirts. Lucky is already accounted for (currently under arrest), and we haven't seen 'Karl' (the black-headed salmon-shirt cam) for ages. Did he get an upgrade??

I'm wondering if this cam is going to be the narrative substitute for Plunk, i.e. this will become the elite Cam unit. And are we going to see a similar unit for the Speaker faction? (The TVs already have Sabre.)

We all noticed Kitty Cam, right?

I love how the Cams' lens-protectors catch the orange light and momentarily visually echo the amber eyes of the mutant trio. It's a little cinematic flair that hammers home how the two factions have joined forces!

The other cam might be the Plunk-lookalike we saw in leaks. It seems more Cams are getting the same cyan torch that Plunk had.

Then we get to see what made Rambo say 'damn!' (Not quite a spoiler because it was in the episode thumbnail.)

Cam Matriarch got some upgrades! I really hope she can still do that thing where she retracts her head like a turtle and brings out her time-slowing flechette cannon. The extra cannons are 'cool' but her previous appearance had a unique charm to me.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

NO.

Hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate hate

I hate this

Chew my bum

This is not allowed to be the truth

Hate hate hate hate hate

I don't want the robots to be transformed humans! I hate this idea and I will hate it forever!

I appreciate the extra bit of lore - "As one, to the end." (But it doesn't sound like Cathy's previous voice! Boo!) Who exactly is POV cam in this episode?

Summary: Good lore drop but HATE HATE HATE HATE HATE

[reactionimagesdaily]

REACTION IMAGES BLOG PATCH NOTES (aka the 10k follower celebrations got out of hand)

Hey everyone!

So it's been a hot minute since I announced that we passed 10,000 followers on here! I'm sure... well, I'm actually sure that most people won't be TOO fussed either way, but I did say I was gonna do some stuff, and I wanna stick to my word if nothing else xD

So! Let the celebrations begin! Firstly, I'm announcing a new QnA (I love those things) that'll last,,,, I'll say 2 weeks and go from there. Feel free to ask me about whatever you want!! If you want to cater to me specifically, my current big interests are Baldur's Gate 3, Cyberpunk 2077, Mass Effect, and uuuuh Halo. (Also Bionicle remains a constant.) (Lots of scifi videogame stuff at the moment...)

[IK there's still some stuff in the inbox I need to answer/respond to you - I promise I'll get to those as well <3 thank you so much for your patience, if you've been waiting]

Secondly, here's a new song cover! IDK how many of you have played the game Divinity: Original Sin 2, but here's me singing Lohse's song; Sing For Me.

Thirdly: here's a new gimmick blog! I Was Not Joking. (Though, for my sanity, it's gonna be weekly instead of daily.) I'll be posting the images I have saved in my folder called 'feral screenshots' - it'll basically be a collection of cursed images/images with strange auras. I wanna say y'all know the ones, but if you don't, then here's an example of what we're dealing with:

[Image ID: a person floating in a rubber ring in a swimming pool. On their head is what looks like a life-size Lego head.]

Introduciiiiing the Weekly Weird Images blog!

And Fourthly! It is my great pleasure to announce that we're adding alt text to all the images on this blog! Sorry it took so long to get round to T_T

And yes - I do mean we! To write out all the alt text for these images, I've on-boarded minion-in-chief/court jester aplomb @tizzytinkertilly! I (the reaction images guy) will still be handling every other part of the blog - she'll just be doing that bit. For the sake of my sanity xD

This is kind of a big change - both the addition of alt text, and the fact that this blog is no longer a single-person operation - so for the foreseeable future, the queue's been tweaked so that we only post 2 images a day instead of 4. (Fun fact! 2 images a day was the original MO of this blog, and then covid happened and I was like "I'll make it 4 a day because it'll be a nice thing to do for everyone while they're miserable in this pandemic :)" and then I never stopped (although you could argue that the pandemic never stopped either).) Maybe if/when we fall into a good routine and feel like we can do more, we can bump the rate of images back up, but right now this is a teething phase and I'm keen to slow things down for a little bit. :P (Tumblr has made some WEIRD mechanical choices for group blogs, I'll be honest.)

And, uh, yeah, that's all! Let the QnA begin- Hope y'all enjoy the song cover- Hope y'all enjoy the additional blog- A big welcome to Tinks and to alt text! Happy 10k followers, everybody!

[dana-chan-the-control-brain]

Hello! I know you're one of the people who ship Moon and Solar (TSAMS) And y'all have gotten me into the ship as well! XD I'm not caught up on the lore of the show(s) So i haven't even seen Solar IN SHOW before (i am very behind to before Lunar was Sun and Moons brother :' D) But I have some ideas I'm debating writing for the ship buttt....I have no clue how Canon Solar acts??? Do you know if theres somewhere I could find a Summary on his personality? (and I suppose...new Moon?) I'll probably unintentionally make them OOC...never written for anything TSAMS related, but i'll try!

And is there a ship names thats...like used for them instead of Solar X Moon or is it just called that?

Anywho, I hope you have a good day/night!!! You make awesome stuff! (And I know theres been some people making drama over the ship, I hope you don't let them get to you too much tho!! <3 /P)

🦈Anon

AWESOME!

Heheheh. Thank you. I've been shipping these two since June 2023 so I'm glad I can share the brainrot and some people are more welcoming and cool then I expect. (mostly the ones who can't think critically are the youtube audience but that's expected. Since a lot of the youtube target audience are... like.. minors or really young adults who can't conceive the concept.)

I rewatch that Episode where Solar changes his name and rebuilds the Daycare in a week just for Moon constantly cause it's just... so much admiration and appreciation Moon has for Solar in that episode. I swear I don't know if it was a flub on the actor's part... but I swear Moon calls him 'sexy' as he's dragging him to charge. the stock sound effect of "OOOOH" doesn't help my APD and I've listened so many times and I have no possible idea what Moon could be saying to Solar other then 'come here you stupid, sexy-...." (trails off) sooo... idk. I might have misheard that severely but that's just what I'm hearing.

Like, in terms of New Lore of the show, it gets pretty complicated.

So complicated in fact, TSAMS themselves released a new video on the subject.... But it's NOT a very good guide, as it misses a lot of things. (and no I don't mean the stupid guest cameo stuff) this is more or less an abridged take on what happens with no emotional impact:

Like, this is a good starting point if you want the barest of bones, but it misses so much stuff. I think they don't even mention how Solar gets introduced into this family. lol. Just like "yeah Im here and I helped kill Eclipse" fheahehf. It's a super well made video though, and I don't mind the editing mistakes (clearly when the actors change the avatar on screen.... whoops. Happens a few times)

There is also the Fan Wiki, but as of now, it is incomplete, (@twinanimatronics is working tirelessly on updating the wiki and I wish they got more reconignition from the tsams community as a whole ) but it does give a decent look into Solar

There is also the huge TSAMS Lore Document, which Ceph(twinanimatronics) also worked on which contains a further detailed explanation of the story so far, for those who don't have time to watch 2 years worth of youtube content that aren't in a concrete playlist. (TSAMS. PLAYLIST YOUR STUFF PROPERLY. YOU HAVE TWO YEARS OF LORE HERE)

Liike.... yeah... this is okay but like..

This is VRchat. Aka the lore. Which also includes when they play videogames in VRchat, which don't impact the story... Like Uno, Amongus and SCP stuff.....

And it doesn't divide the arcs. Something that TSAMS severely needs more then any other SB Show channel.

Also, in the early days, the gameplay videos USED to be part of the lore. As the concept of Eclipse itself, being a rouge evil ai that lived in Sun's head (as it was presented initially but we know the truth it was the killcode moon planted in Sun when they separated.)

These days, they kinda dropped the gameplay videos being directly connected to the over arching plot. Other then just saying that their vids are pre-recorded or "we're back" after an annual halloween takeover.

Not to mention... When Earth and Lunar got a show, they became intertwined with the Sun and Moon show. LAES is very much it's own thing, but it's the ONLY Security Breach Show that consists of two Original Characters spawned from the Sun and Moon show. A rarity. So their lore continues off from the Sun and moon show, giving more info on Lunar these days and Earth (their sister)

Then you have the Monty and Foxy show (which is my least favorite of the shows... Personal Preference. I try not to complain cus I know some people like it. But I do not like the plot points in that show, or the character writing and weird directions they take while being connected to the same universe.)

And Monty is a character voiced by Davis, who also voices Sun. So Monty started out as a prominent character on the Sun and Moon Show, and then got his OWN show... at a point in TSAMS history after Eclipse got the star and killed Lunar.

So yeah. I wish the playlists were better organized here. So we knew when each era starts.

(people say Matpat should get on this show lore... And noooooooo no thanks. Keep him away. We got you covered. Ceph honestly has enough info to make a video guide at this point.)

But long story short, Solar is a "Good Eclipse" from another dimension that the Old Moon introduced to Lunar, when Lunar was struggling with his trauma of leaving Eclipse. Good Eclipse and Lunar become friends.

Anyway, here are some key episodes that outline NewMoon and Solar's relationship, as Solar had never met the Old Moon.

Old Moon had never met Solar. It was New Moon who introduced himself to Solar to help defeating Eclipse once and for all. (and by this point lunar had died)

He was actually surprised that this Moon was a chill Moon and could be reasoned with and talked to, considering he was living a rather oppressive life from his own Moon.

There's also a whole episode saga of just these two bantering and talking while they work on the satellite together. I can't remember which specific episodes those are.

You can also see the difference between the Evil Eclipse and Good Eclipse here in one of my all time favorite episodes:

Moon saving Solar's life: (also the death of the bad Eclipse)

Everything is good and happy after Eclipse dies for awhile. (aside of Ruin and Bloodmoon wrecking shit) He goes back to his own dimension... and you get to see what his sad life is like:

From his Moon calling him "byproduct" and failure very often.

But... Something happens and Solar is forced to come to Moon's dimension

here's Solar at his poor little meow meow "I have nowhere to go" stage and just... thought to go to Moon immediately due to their history.

Moon's only question about Solar moving in, is that if he wanted him to blacklist his dimension once he heard what was going on with his Moon.

And immediately, Solar jumps in to help Moon with his problems.

Also during the halloween takeover part 2 electric boogaloo, Solar was the one to help get Sun and Moon back after being teleported to a different dimension with no hopes of returning

Also, after Ruin was cured and Bloodmon ran off, Solar rebuilt the ruined Daycare in a week. And Moon is so grateful for it. (i rewatch this episode a lot. It cemented the ship in my mind and built the commodity that they've been building up for months)

We also get what Solar's daily life is like so far... How out of place he feels, being someone from a different dimension, despite the Brothers (and sister's) insistence, he still doesn't really feel like he's part of the family. He feels like an outsider. (He also has less opportunities to hang out with Lunar. As he expressed interest in playing games with him like the good old days, and as of recently, they have not yet)

also a good example of the Celestial family changing minds on family dynamics because they are robots. Lunar flat out rejected Vegeta-Animatronic is his brother even if he technically is. Like, they're robots. They can change their relationships to each other based on their word. I like to see it more flexible then it is in reality with actual people/humans.

Moon also trying to make Solar feel comfortable and feel like he's adjusting well here. Expressing his concern for him doing so much for him and his family. And hoping to not pressure him into so much work.

As of recently, his Sun died, and he killed his Moon. And in his therapy session (on the Lunar and Earth Show) he expressed regret over "Leaving" them...

But he has not properly told anyone about this.

My reasoning is that he probably thinks that the family will jump on the chance to call him "Evil" .....They don't have good luck with Eclipses.... and every Eclipse they met other than him has been Evil. (that must weigh on you. Every version of yourself is deemed as evil across every dimension. You are the only good one. Maybe there is something wrong with you)

I'm already at the video limit, but on Lunar and Earth show, there is an interesting episode where Lunar goes into Solar's head, and his mindscape looks like the Willy Wonka TV room, because it was a movie he watched with his Sun before they separated and Sun died. Showing that he did care about his Sun a whole lot... Which is probably why he doesn't interact with our Sun that much alone.

He also compartmentalizes everything before he can feel emotions, playing his own memories in third person as if he's not experiencing them.

Not to mention, he organizes and separates his thoughts on NewMoon and HIS Moon, just so he won't associate the two.

I also missed what episode it was, but Solar is always the first to call Moon out when he's being angry, or irrational, and Sun admits in his therapy session, that Solar is the only person who can calm Moon down. (mainly cus he's used to it, but unlike his old moon, this moon listens)

Anyway...

I love Solar a lot, can you tell?

[written-in-flowers]

Lovesick: Chan x Male!Reader Pt. 3

Pairing: Bang Chan x Male!Reader | Side pairings: Minho x Chan, Minho x Male!Reader (unrequited)

Word Count: 4k

Genre: Horror, Angst, Smut | AU: Yandere!au, Videogame!AU, Highschool!AU

MINORS DO NOT INTERACT!

Summary: After being sucked into the dating simulator "Lovesick", Park YN has to defeat five rivals to reach his goal. However, he soon learns his rivals aren't the only thing he must contend with for Chan's love.

Tags: Graphic depictions of violence, Main Character Death, dark fic, dead dove: do not eat, yandere behaviors, yandere!reader, stalking, murder/violence, blood and violence, toxic relationships, mentions of murder, unrequited love, mentions of domestic violence, school massacre/genocide, implied teacher/student relationship, homophobic parents, mentions of bullying/trauma, obsession, possessiveness, manipulation, high school setting, anal sex, anal fingering, edging, eventual smut, pool sex, locker room sex, blowjobs, choking.

A/N: PLEASE READ TAGS BEFORE READING! I'm not responsible for any feelings you end up having because you ignored this warning and the ones above.

Han Jisung: Monday < | > Han Jisung: Wednesday

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Han Jisung: Tuesday

You needed to do something about the Chan-bug, as you called it. You knew having feelings for Chan could get in the way of achieving your goals. Your goal is to get home, not have a virtual boyfriend. Restraining yourself from following Chan into the school, you retraced your steps to the control room. Where you expected the door, you found a blank wall. Dread shot up through you, and you touched the wall as if it might click upon command. However, nothing happened. You were stuck with it now. Passing away from the door, you recounted last night's events. 

You did not reveal what else you’d done with said napkin. Heat still flared up your neck whenever you thought about it now. You’d jerked yourself off with it that night; you’d pictured Chan’s mouth in place of the dirty napkin, the full lips tightly wrapped around you and humming softly. You’d loved it in the moment, but instantly became disgusted when you finished. Sunghoon’s desires certainly started concerning you. 

“Surely, there’s a way you’d help me out of this,” you said to Bott.

‘Hahaha, yeah, sure, right. I’m totally going to help the guy who tampered with my game designs. Sure, I volunteer!’

“Ugh, whatever.”

You went to the school garden instead, pushing the phone into your pocket. The attraction towards Chan could be contained. You couldn’t afford to be distracted from the task at hand: getting back home. While living a meager lifestyle, you did have a life there. You had freedom, your family, and your friends. Then, a tiny voice in your head spoke:

“What friends, man? They never hung out with you. When they did, it was because you brought it up first. And this ‘freedom’ of yours? You were a cog in a corporate machine designing video games. You had no real freedom.’

But, you beat back the voice. Living in the real world definitely beats living in a high school setting forever. You’d simply have to live with the side-effects of having a stalker in your digital makeup.

You arrived in the garden before anyone else did. Taking up a seat near the garden shed, you’d be within hearing distance of them when they showed up. Waiting on them, someone came up to you.

“Morning, YN-hyung,” Jeongin beamed, holding another tray of food today. “How are you?”

“Alright,” you said a bit cautiously. “Yourself?”

“Great as always. We made corn dogs in the Cooking Club,” he said, showing you the tray of different kinds of small corn dogs. "Want one? It’s not good to start the day on an empty stomach.”

Similar to what he said last time. The typical NPC lines. Yet, something about Jeongin did not give off that vibe. You gazed down at the tray, tentatively taking one as you saw the message underneath.

‘B.O.O.K.’

“Book?” you said out loud.

“That one’s sausage and potato,” he said. His smile looked forced, not fully reaching his eyes. “I got inspired by this manga I like to read. The main character likes corn dogs.”

The next task involved a book. “Cool,” you said, taking a bite of the cheesy, meaty snack. “Thank you, Jeongin-ssi.”

“You’re welcome, hyung.”

You watched Jeongin leave the garden, offering his tray to another student before reaching the entrance. For a second, the younger student looked back at you. No smile. No friendly stare. Fear and worry once again. A result of your redesign? 

“Hey, Jisung-ah,” you heard Chan say from nearby. “I brought the manga you asked me about.”

“Thanks, hyung!” Jisung said with a sweet smile. “I haven’t been able to find early copies anywhere. All the stores only have a few of them, but not the first ones.”

“Yeah, they’re pretty rare. I think they only sell the whole series in Japan, since it’s kind of…” Chan blushed, “Racy.”

“I’ve heard,” he nodded. “Oh, um, that’s not why I want to read it though! I really like fantasy manga and this one is supposed to be really good.”

You snorted.

“It really is,” Chan agreed. “I think you’re gonna like it. We can meet up here and talk about it after school. I’d love to know what you thought of it.”

“Okay! Sounds good to me!”

As Jeongin implied, you needed to steal the book. The pair walked out of the garden together, talking about the manga, while you kept your distance. Chan liked manga, a good piece of information to have. You enjoyed it too, so you could talk and reveal a shared interest. When they reached a hallway intersection, you chose to follow Jisung to the sophomore classes. You simply needed to wait for him to leave his bag unattended and snatch the book.

“YN-ssi?” You recognized Minho’s voice right away and turned around.

“Good morning, Minho-hyung.” The citrus scent that lingered around Minho filled your lungs. It wasn’t empowering or sickening. You took a sniff, pretending to be scrunching up your nose.

“What are you doing on the sophomore floor? Aren’t you a junior?” He asked curiously.

"I was looking for my class," you chuckled bashfully. "I got lost…again. I wish they hadn't made the school so big. I can never find anything. What are, um, what are you doing here?"

"Hall monitor duty," he tapped a shield on his blazer. "I do my patrols before classes. You know, make sure everyone's following rules and not running in the halls. I don't know if you know," he leaned in closer and whispered, "One of our classmates went missing recently. The principal wants us on high alert for any suspicious activity." He then added, "My money's on Lee Felix and his delinquent friends. I urge you to stay away from them. You don't want to get mixed up with the wrong sort." 

"Of course not," you agreed. You glanced over Minho’s shoulder to see Jisung disappearing into the classroom. You needed to get to the bag. You whipped your head towards a bathroom nearby, and said, “Did you hear that?”

“Hear what?” Minho turned his head to the bathroom. 

“I heard something coming from the bathroom. It sounded like a firework.” 

Minho grunted, “I’ll check it out. I swear, if it’s Felix and his cherry bombs…I’ll be back.” 

You waited until Minho disappeared into the restroom to briskly walk towards Jisung’s class. The boy walked out through the first door while you snuck in through the second. Jisung’s backpack was the only one in the classroom. You found the manga hidden between notebooks and folders. You grabbed it, seeing a pale anime character in a red and black frock coat standing by a window. Red eyes and sharp canines indicated a vampire. The title ‘Eternal Light’ went across the bottom in cursive font. Chan’s favorite manga. You stuffed it in your own bag before leaving the room, a sense of relief and triumph coming over you. You were one step closer to leaving this game world and getting back home. As you walked towards the end of the hallway, you spotted Minho coming out of the restroom, confused and looking around. You blended yourself into the crowd and walked in the opposite direction. If you hurry, you might catch Chan in class already, and get to talk to him instead. 

Rather than focus on particular school times, you focused on skill points and maintaining your positive reputation. Students you spoke to smiled and greeted you kindly, happy to see and talk to you. Nobody made a mean joke or pulled a slick prank. Having a ‘well-liked’ reputation made socializing easier. Things had been fine during lunch. You'd pulled out your phone to see any Bott messages when someone bumped into you. The phone flying onto the floor, a hand stopped you from picking it up. It was Jeongin. Absent a friendly smile, he spoke quietly and hurriedly.

“Don't listen to him.”

“Huh?”

“Don't listen to him. Go with the game. Don't take his advice.”

“Dude, what is-”

“Here, hyung,” he instantly changed to his friendly tone again, handing you the phone. “I'm really sorry! I hope it's not broken.”

You hesitated, observing him for a moment, “Nah, it's good. It's okay. No worries.”

“That’s a relief! See you around, hyung!”

“Yeah, you too.”

He walked off again, leaving a dark worry in the pit of your stomach. You knew who Jeongin spoke of, and the warning stayed in the back of your head. Chan interactions soothed your concerns for a while. 

“There’s this new manga I’ve been reading,” you told him as they took seats at the lunch table. Sitting with the other team members made you feel more involved in Chan’s life. “I don’t know if you like that sort of thing, but it’s called Eternal Light. It’s one of those vampire fantasy mangas with lots of drama and action. I’ve really been enjoying it. Do you like manga?”

Chan’s eyes lit up, “I do! Eternal Light is my favorite one! Who’s your favorite character? Mine is Fabian. He’s so cool and mysterious. I really like what they’ve done with his character over the series.”

“Um, me too!” You said, “He’s an interesting character. I like his…his design.” You dared to pretend to be shy. 

Chan chuckled, “It’s okay. A lot of people do. He’s very handsome. Ah, if only guys like that existed in real life, huh?”

“They do.”

“Ha, where?” 

“Right next to me,” You grinned, nudging him to indicate you meant him.

Chan gave a shy smile and looked away, “I’m not mysterious or cool like him.”

“You’re mysterious to me. You know a lot about me but I hardly know anything about you.”

He paused, “Maybe we can, um…you know, change that sometime?”

Your heart thumped in your chest. “Sure. That’d be cool.” 

“Cool.” 

As lunch time ended, the phone went off in his pocket. You turned into a bathroom to see a message from Bott. 

“What was that?” 

“Flirting with Chan obviously.”

“You’re not supposed to be doing that! You’re not supposed to be talking to him at all! Why did you have to go and screw around with the game? Everything is totally out of order now!”

“If it bugs you so much, then reset everything. It’s not like you don’t have control over the game.” You then noted the silence that followed. It dawned on you. “You don’t want to change it, do you?” you smirked knowingly.

“Shut up.”

“No, no, no. You’ve been bitching this whole time about how I’ve been playing around with your coding and designs, but haven’t actually done anything to fix it. The only thing you’ve done is lock me out of the control center,” you sneered at the phone screen. “You’re actually interested in where this game’s gonna go now that I’ve changed things up. Were the others before me really that boring?” 

They didn’t reply for several minutes. 

“Alright, fine. Yeah, I’m kinda curious. Nobody’s ever taken the initiative to rework the game in their favor. They go around with the same motions over and over. It gets boring. I only got rid of the control room so you don’t accidentally cause glitches in the game or bugs that’ll mess everything up.”

“Oh honey, don’t worry. My games never have glitches,” you smirked. You saw you only had a few minutes until class when they responded:

“I’ve never had a player like you before.” 

“There are no players like me.” 

You shut off the phone, then headed to class. You put points into literature and psychology this time. It’d give you something to do while waiting on Chan and Jisung’s interaction to go down the toilet. Gym came and went after lunchtime, which was spent gazing at Chan from afar and making sure he and Changbin stayed firmly apart. You found him and Jisung in the garden after school. Standing inside the shed once more, you listened to their conversation. 

“Hey Jisung-ah,” Chan greeted him. “How’d you like the book?”

“Um…uh…”

“Jisung? Is something wrong?”

“I didn’t get a chance to…to read it.”

“Why not?”

“I think I lost it.”

Chan didn’t speak for a moment. “You lost it? What do you mean?”

“I had it in my bag when you gave it to me, but then around lunch time I looked for it and it wasn’t there! Oh Channie-hyung,” he pleaded, “I’m so sorry. I must’ve misplaced it or thought I put it in my bag and it actually fell. I went to Lost and Found, but they said they didn’t have it. I’m really, really, really sorry. I’ll get you another one, I swear.”

“I don’t think that’s really possible,” Chan said, “That copy was pretty rare and my dad got it for me when he visited Japan.”

“Chan…”

“I think I’ll just go now.”

“Chan-”

“-I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

You watched Chan sulk away, leaving a saddened Jisung behind. Stage 2 was complete. You only had two more days to go. 

“I have to make it up to him,” he heard Jisung say. “I’ll get him something. Maybe a present or a gift; something he’d really like.” 

No, he wouldn’t. You realized what your next task was now. You waited until Jisung turned around to sneak out of the shed and follow Chan out. You saw him heading towards the locker rooms for swimming practice. 

“Chan-hyung!” you called out right as the older boy reached the entrance. “Hey, hyung, wait up!”

“Hey, YN-ssi,” Chan said, keeping the sadness out of his voice. “What’s up?”

“Listen,” you opened his backpack, “I was walking to the library after class ended and I found this on the ground.” You pulled out the manga for Chan to see, “I was going to turn it into Lost and Found, but I saw it has your name on the inside of the cover and remembered you like this one. I knew we’d be seeing each other at swim practice, so I waited until I saw you.”

“Oh wow, YN! Thank you so much! I was worried I’d lost it forever!” He hugged the small paperback, then smiled at you, “I’d leant it to my friend Jisung, and I guess he’d dropped it somewhere.”

“Well, that’s irresponsible of him. I know I’m super careful when I have someone else’s things.”

“Don’t think badly of him. Jisung is normally so responsible. I'm surprised he’d been careless like that.” He gave you a thankful smile, “I appreciate you giving it to me. This copy has a bit of sentimental value, since it was a gift from my dad.”

“Sounds like you’re very close to him.”

“I am. He travels a lot for work, but he always makes time for me when he’s home.” He hesitated, “My parents are divorced, you see, and I live with my mom. Not that she’s a bad parent; she’s wonderful and we get along, but I don’t see my dad that much, so I’m really happy when he comes to town.” He put the book in his bag, then slung it back over his shoulder, "You coming?" He gestured to the locker room behind him. 

You nodded and went inside for swimming practice where the other team members prepared for practice. You considered skipping, and heading on into the next day before Chan put down his bag. 

Like everyone else, he immediately switched from his school uniform to his swim uniform. The uniform was a pair of tight swim trunks that clung to Chan’s hips and thighs like a second skin. The type of trunks that stirred the imagination. Your mouth watered seeing the rest of Chan’s body. His chest and arms were certainly big enough, but the torso he hid was on full display here. You whimpered seeing the pink nipples hardening in the cold room. You thought of nipping and sucking on one while you jerked Chan’s cock; you shuddered thinking of how he’d sound being pleasured relentlessly. 

You changed into your own uniform, which really happened with another simple click, but couldn’t keep your eyes off Chan. You pictured dark hickies on Chan’s smooth skin; how the supple flesh would feel under your lips and tongue. You imagined Chan shyly looking away as you kissed down his abdomen to his waistband. All the blood in your body flowed to your center, and you tried controlling it as you walked to the school’s swimming pool. 

The warm sun beaming through a skylight above, the olympic sized pool had long ropes already separating the different lanes. You had no real intention of swimming or doing anything except watching Chan; the coach was a placeholder rather than an non-playable character, so he didn’t move or say anything to them. You took a seat on the bleachers, towel draped around your neck to cover your shoulders, and took in more of Chan’s form. You tried ignoring the fact that Changbin was doing the same, just a bit less subtle than you. 

You spent some time watching Chan swim and pretending to care about the team, while contemplating your next move. Jisung would be getting Chan a gift to make up for losing the book. You’d have to find a way to intercept the gift and replace it with something else. Jisung was the cute little underclassman. He was angelic. If he were to give Chan a gift that was inappropriate, that would shatter. You sat on the bleachers for a “break”, while scrolling on your phone. 

“How would you go about ruining Jisung’s gift?” he asked the pink screen. 

“You know what I’d do.”

“Besides that.”

“Why not? Killing him makes things so much easier. You can get creative with it too. Like, if you get a bucket, gasoline from the garden shed and a lighter, you can set someone on fire.”

“That alone sounds complicated. What do I do about gifts?”

“You can electrocute him in the second floor bathroom. It has a faulty switch with exposed wires.”

“The gift, Bott,” you said firmly. 

“Ugh, whatever. You could always plant contraband in the box. Cigarettes, condoms, drugs, porn…something shocking that would make Chan think less of him.”

“Hm, that could work,” you considered, “Where can I find that stuff?”

“Hwang Hyunjin. His family is the other gang in town to rival Felix’s family; they own the convenience store in town. He’s always hanging around the Art Club room after school, or the bleachers before classes. He’ll give you what you need.” 

“Guess I’m going to the Art Club then.” 

The Art Club had all the typical activities in it: a pottery wheel, several canvases and even a woodworking table. A room of color and light, you didn’t find a single student there. Yet, you did find a tall boy with long black hair, his sharp features gave him a mysterious, handsome appearance. He wore his pants at his hips, his sleeves rolled up and earrings dangling from his ears like Felix. He sat alone by the window seat, a sketch book in his lap as he drew on the pad. He didn’t acknowledge you until you cleared your throat. 

“What do you want?” he asked, continuing to draw and not looking at you. 

“I was, um, told your dad owns  a convenience store?”

“What about it?”

“I was hoping you could, you know, get me some things that he might not be willing to sell to a high school student?”

Hyunjin stopped drawing, then looked over at you. “What’s in it for me?”

“Huh?”

“I don’t sell to just anyone,” he answered. “How do I know you’re not setting me up?”

“I’m not. I have no reason to,” you saw where this was going. “What is it you want?”

Hyunjin thought for a moment, “Mrs. Yang took my vape pen. Get it back and we can deal.” He went back to his drawing. 

“That’s risky.”

“Then go ask Lee Felix, but I’ll warn you,” he filled in a part with shading, “He’ll ask for worse stuff than me.” 

You grumbled in irritation. Leaving the art room, you thought about other ways of acquiring contraband items, but none of them seemed right. Walking past the faculty room, you saw teachers working well into the after school hours. Typing on computers, grading papers and preparing lesson plans, they focused on nothing but the work in front of them. None of them saw you standing by the large windows looking inside. You studied the room: you saw more featureless books and a table of office supplies sat off to the side. On a white box underneath, someone scribbled ‘Contraband’ across the side. The vape pen is likely in there. You took a step past the threshold, expecting the teacher to not notice you. 

“Are you lost, YN?” a teacher asked, immediately locking her eyes on yours. 

“No, seonsaengnim,” you said, bowing slightly. “I must have walked into the wrong room. Sorry.”

“That’s alright,” she said with a smile. “Head on to your hagwon. You’ll be late.”

“Yes, seongsaengnim.” 

You gave another bow and went around the corner. Naturally, it wouldn’t be so easy. Like with the nurse, you’d need a distraction. Scanning the hallway, you spotted a fire alarm. They’d have to leave if the fire alarm is pulled. You walked over to the alarm, but a voice stopped you in your tracks. 

“Hyung? What are you doing?” 

Jeongin stood behind you holding an empty tray at his side. “N-nothing,” you said, straightening up and facing him. “I was on my way to hagwon. What-what are you doing here? Still handing out snacks?” you gave a nervous laugh. 

“I just finished,” he said with a grin. He noticed the faculty room nearby, then said, “Did you need the teachers for something?”

“Huh? No, nothing.” 

“Ah, that’s good. Our educators can’t afford to get distracted right now.” 

You noticed the pointed way he’d said it, “I don’t think anything would distract them. They seem very busy.”

“They only really leave between classes if something bad happens on campus,” he said. “It’s unfortunate, but it happens.”

“Like what?”

“An accident,” he shrugged, “Or student misbehaving on the east side of the school around this time.” 

You gazed around for witnesses, then came closer, “Misbehaving?” 

“I heard Felix and his friends hang out around the girl’s locker rooms after school to catch the girls undressing,” he blushed. “If someone reported them to the teachers, I imagine they’d all want to apprehend them.” 

“I’m sure they would.”

He checked his watch and then said, “Sorry, hyung. I got to go. I’ll be late for my tutoring. Have a good day!”

He walked past you, grinning to himself like most of the students do. You didn’t hesitate to take his advice. Working yourself up, you then rushed into the faculty room. 

“YN?” Mrs. Yang looked at you with more concern. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m sorry, seonsaengnim,” you panted, giving a polite bow, “But I wanted to tell you that Lee Felix and his friends keep hanging around the girl’s locker room. I saw them with their phones, trying to look through the windows up top.”

She grunted, “That little pervert. Thank you for telling us this, YN.” 

She and the other teachers stood up all together and began walking out of the room. You waited until they’d left to dive for the contraband box. Inside, you found a single black vape pen. You tucked it into your pocket, then stepped out of the faculty room. Jeongin stood at the end of the hallway, and you saw the pleased grin on his face. Nothing malicious or wicked lingered behind it; just pride and satisfaction. Out of all the NPCs, Jeongin showed the most autonomy. Yet, looking at him now, the suspicion that he’s more crawled over to you. 

Something kept him from speaking to you directly, and you knew what it was. 

Leaving back to the Art Club room, you saw Hyunjin still sitting on the window sill. He’d switched from pencil to charcoal, his fingertips blackening from the dust as he added hard lines and more shading. Once again, he didn’t stop when you entered the room. 

“I got your pen,” you said, walking closer and extending it to him. 

“Thanks,” he stopped drawing to take up the pen and examine it. With an approving nod, he put the pen between his lips. He took a long drag, then looked up at you. “What is it you’re looking for?”

You took a moment, thinking of what Chan would dislike the most. “Condoms?”

He stared you up and down, “Two-thousand Won.”

The game had given you more than enough to start off with, you realized. After counting the bills, he rifled around in his bag, then handed you the condom packet. “If you get caught, keep my name out of your mouth.” 

“And keep mine out of yours.”

He went back to his drawing. You found the exchange uneventful until Hyunjin spoke: “Come back and see me next time you need something. You’re cool.” 

“Noted.” 

You had what you needed. Now, you need to execute the plan. 

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A/N: Something's not right, and YN's going to find out what it is soon enough haha Like always, please reblog and like <3

[professionalscrublord]

Arano Royal Guard

Good old House Arano from the Battletech videogame by HBS. Go play it right now if you haven't yet, it's a masterpiece turn-based strategy game even if you're not specifically a BT fan.

These minis came from the Alpha Strike box. I'd already done up the IS assault mechs in blue for the "Kestrel's Lament" post so I wanted to do the remaining scout lance in red for contrast.

Extra focus on the bases here. Blue team had rivers/marsh beneath so red gets lava rocks and magma.

It's some rubble flocking painted over with Night Scales metallic black. THIS is how it's supposed to look! Glitters of blues/greens/whites in with the black. Fittingly makes it look like magnetite here. The glitters barely showed at all on the Black Marauder. Maybe because that was painted over a black basecoat? Here it went on raw over un-primed brown gravel and turned out great.

Next I painted white in the gaps, then filled that in with water medium mixed with orange ink.

One more lineup from down low, like they're coming over a ridge. It's easy to forget what mechs might look like coming head-on when we're always looking down on the minis from above.

Also screw whoever made the Wraith's short designation "TR#". I guess "WTH" wouldn't go over well haha. But TR? For what, Troll?

WIPs here. Steps taken: -Platemail silver primer -Blood Red speedpaint -Gold/Night Scales highlights -Dark Tone wash (Only necessary over the non-speedpaints) -Blue, then watered-down white in jumpjets -Matte white, then inks on cockpits and lasers -Glued base flocking then prepared as mentioned above -Gloss varnish (extra heavy on cockpits/lasers)

Next for the remaining clan star, they're primed in black, I figure the classic bad guys of Smoke Jaguar should be a good opponent.

Mechwarrior 3 was my introduction to the franchise. "Die, Clanner!"

[annoyed-lesbian-rants]

There is a thing I want to talk about and it's newgen bayo fans

I don't care personally if people came to the game late or from tiktok edits or because people were mentioning the genshin character that looks like Bayo, but I noticed many people getting pissed at Jeanne and Bayo ship, or, beside this post infinite comments calling them "best friends!" like if it wasn't a part of the fandom FOR YEARS and probably beated Luka x Bayo on numbers

Now, in Bayonetta 3 personally it's ok and fun to see a more sweet Bayo, and yes I hated her being with Luka but they kinda made it work? I started liking it tho I still can't get over my hate for the daughter. Beside all this bs, it looks like many people only picked up 3 and see Bayo as that version, when it's the most different one, my problem is that these fans completely go over the very implied relationship Jeanne and Bayo had in the second game, and act like Bayo isn't clearly queer, even if we cut out her relationships, she vouges & her alternative design (at least in the first games) do recall queer culture.

"then why didn't they make them canon🥺" because you will never see canon lesbians in an east asian videogame unless it's the main topic or side characters made to be purely sexualized, because Bayo 1 & 2 came out in 2009 & 2015, gamermate just started in 2014, it hasn't even reached Asia YET, queer relationships in most east Asian media will be only implied in video games, in part because it's still a lot taboo in part because the male audience might lose their heads and boycott the company, and a good example of that is Honkai Impact, Sakura and Kellen are canon LOVERS in the manga, they kiss, if I'm not wrong in the animated series too, in the game it had to be cutted because it was against chinese laws, even tho China and Japan are different countries it does not mean that the people have different opinions on queer people (and I'm not saying the west is paradise since I've never seen more lesbian erasure than ever).

This all to say that Jeanne and Bayo makes very much sense, that a witch that fights angels in a game that is a parody of Christianity being a bisexual character makes completely sense, and if you don't think that I'm sorry but bayo 3 isn't the only bayo that exists. So don't come at Jeanne x Bayo fans when we were literally clenching teeths for years waiting for it to become canon

Nothing I just wanted to rant bye