#to be fair. i don't think robin is dying

[lovebugism]

meanwhile el, nancy, and robin (and jonathan too i think) have yet to be seen for any of the epilogue scenes and i... do not like that </3

steve harrington is alive and you're laughing?? he's alive and he's sending dustin henderson off to college, who now has the same bat tattoo eddie had in the exact same placement and you're laughing???

[genshin-projection]

wow wow wow ok ok ok ok

so im partway through the wardance event in HSR 2.5 and my mind is SPINNING

in particular finishing the most recent main quest with the Borisin, then hearing about Igor Haft of Belobog...

it's FASCINATING to me how the civilizations in HSR seem to not only follow a path that they value, but a path that they need and end up getting very little help from

belobog following the preservation because their small, impoverished planet is constantly under threat of death and destruction... such that very little is actually "preserved" with any success

the xianzhou alliance following the hunt to root out and eliminate their enemies without mercy... only for those same enemies to stir up trouble from within their own ranks, with the xianzhou luofu in particular failing to realize until two major disasters had already been set in motion. and even before then, considering everything implied with dan feng, i doubt this is the first time they've faced internal conflict like this

penacony following the harmony to ensure the happiness and unity of their people, only for what little harmony actually exists to simply cover up the turbulence and suffering belying every luxury... such that the order arose in the first place to deal with what the harmony couldn't, a thick undercurrent of inequality and divisiveness that plagued every worker, every poor soul that saw penacony as their safe haven, their last hope

that those desperate for preservation would come out with so little, with so many wounds. that those desperate to hunt down threats would be perpetually plagued by internal betrayals and setups. that those desperate for harmony, peace, and unity would allow its weak to suffer until the only option left is not prosperity but silence and preconceived "happiness"....

it's just fascinating to me how those following a path actually have the least of it. it's fascinating how the pathstriders of the preservation are on the brink of demise, the pathstriders of the hunt are under threat of ambush, the pathstriders of the harmony struggle to remain united and fair to their people.

[eddiesxangel]

The Kissing Booth | E.M x G!N!Reader

Cw: flufffffff, mild angst on Eddie’s part. Smooching. Reader wears lipgloss. No use of pronouns.

Wc 1.4K

Eddie could not believe this was happening to him.

“Nope, nope, no way, man. Over my dead body-“

“What my boy means is he is grateful he is not being suspended and will graciously accept his punishment of volunteering at the school fair.” Wayne looks at his nephew with a glare in his eyes that Eddie hasn’t seen in a very long time.

“Great, then it’s settled,” Ms. Laughlin, the guidance councillor, smiles.

It was happening. Eddie was being served the most gruesome punishment, and all because he skipped P.E. of all classes.

Eddie Munson was being forced not only to participate in the school fair but to work the kissing booth, of all things.

How on earth would he survive this? Not only would he be the laughingstock of the school, but he would also have to endure the absolute embarrassment of having no one come up to his booth, and he would also have to be forced to participate in extracurricular activities.

“Just wait until Hellfire hears about this boy,” Wayne laughs as he drives him and Eddie back to the trailer.

All Eddie could do was roll his eyes; he could never show his face again.

“You’re not going to believe the rumour I heard today.” Nancy looks at you from over her shoulder. She is sat at your vanity.

“What?” You asked, intrigued, as you got dressed and got ready for tonight’s festivities.

“A little birdy told me that a certain someone is working the kissing booth tonight.” She smirks.

“Who?” You challenge her back.

“Who, what?” Robin walks into the bedroom from the bathroom.

“Nancy knows who is working one of the kissing booths tonight, but won’t telling me” you pout.

“Ohhhhhhhh,” Robin smirks knowingly.

“Oh, not you, too! Come on, who is it!”

Robin and Nancy give one another a nod of the head before Nancy speaks.

“Eddie Munson.”

“Ha ha, very funny; you think I’m going to believe that? How gullible do you think I am?” You snort.

“No, it’s true! Shelly from the student council told me when we were working on the student paper! Instead of detention, this is his punishment, to help out at the fair tonight.” She wiggled her brows at you suggestively.

“Who else’s working it?” You try and ask casually.

Your friends knew about your crush on Eddie. It had been about a month since you confessed to one of your late-night sleepovers.

“Um, I’m not too sure what other guy, but I think Chrissy is working the girl's booth. Nancy shrugged.

“Cool…cool…” you turned to the closet, now faced with a sense of anxiety to find the perfect top.

Eddie was actually dying on the inside. Ten minutes until his “shift” at the booth, and he wanted to book it.

Running away would solve his problems, right? He would much rather be suspended than have to endure this humiliation. This was a cruel and unusual punishment.

He watched from the sidelines as Josh was at the booth currently. He was the senior star quarterback on the football team. Everyone wanted him. He could just see now the long line disbursing once he stood there.

"Hey man, you're up next in 5." Eddie was snapped out of his internal monologue when he felt a hand resting on his shoulder. He wasn't sure how long he had been there stewing with his own thoughts. "Don't worry, it's not all bad. Some customers are cute," Josh smirks.

Oh god. What if he actually had to kiss someone tonight? He hadn’t thought of that option. Like, what if some actually came up? What would he do? Are they expecting tongue?

“You have some gum or something?” He asked quickly before Josh left.

He smirked and tossed him a pack of icy mint.

“Thanks.”

Eddie peaked around the corner to where the booth was set up. The fair was set up on the school football field. There was a small sign that said be back in 5 and no lineup to be seen.

That made Eddie feel a bit better; no one was there. That took some humility out of it.

Before Eddie could back out and run, he felt another hard hand on his shoulder.

“Come on, Munson, your time to shine.” Jeff and Gareth practically dragged Eddie to the booth, kicking and screaming.

“You’re the worst friends ever,” Eddie huffed as they backed away from the booth. Watching him so he won’t run away.

“You can't serve the time and shouldn’t do the crime.” Jeff laughed.

“That’s not-“ Eddie was cut off mid-sentence as he saw Robin and Nancy pushing you towards the booth just like he had been moments ago.

“Don’t make me do this,” you plead with your best friends.

“You have to do it,” “It’s now or never,” “He’s right there. Just have him your ticket and pucker your lisp. It’s not that hard,” Robin and Nancy whispered in your ear as they dragged you towards Eddie.

“You guys, please, I can’t!” You say a bit too loudly as you fight back your friends from pushing you up to the booth.

You can see the look on Eddie’s face as you are pushed up the step of the booth. He looks disappointed? Disgusted? You’re not too sure.

You let out an embarrassing squeal as you stumbled in front of Eddie. “Um hi”

Despite not being well-acquainted with Eddie, you couldn't help but notice him whenever he walked by. You only exchanged a few words in passing and learned about him through your friends. Although you never had the opportunity to spend time together, you found him to be irresistibly charming and incredibly good-looking. Whenever you caught a glimpse of him in the cafeteria, he never failed to bring a smile to your face with his silly antics and infectious laughter.

“Uh hey,” he spoke back, clearly uncomfortable.

“Busy night for you?” You ask, trying to delay the inevitable.

“Uh nope.”

“Good,” you smile; the thought of Eddie kissing anyone else made you want to vomit.

“Good?” He cocks a brow at you. “The thought of nobody wanting to come up to the freak of Hawkins High is good to you?”

“Oh I didn’t mean it like-“

“Why are you even here?”

“Oh- well- I um-"

“No, I get it. You’re just here on a dare, or you lost the bet, right? I really thought better of Nancy and Robin; I thought they were my friends… You know I heard you say you can’t do this. I understand the thought of kissing me is so terrible that-“

You couldn't help but cut off Eddei from his intrusive thoughts. You held his face with both hands and smushed your lips together. The thought of Eddie thinking that about you was far worse than the fear of kissing him.

It wasn't everything you had dreamed of. However, the kiss was still nice. You felt the eruption of butterflies fill your stomach as Eddie deepened this kiss himself. You kissed him until you could no longer breathe. Only then is when you pull away.

“Woah”

“I hope that was okay.” You shy away.

“Yeah.” Eddie sighed as he took you in.

As he gazed upon you, he was struck by how pretty you were, which he had overlooked until now. The sweet aroma of strawberries wafted from you as the strawberry lipgloss lingered on his lips, just below his nose.

“Um, here,” you jut out your hand with the crinkled ticket you hadn't yet paid with.

“Oh no, no, the house,” Eddie said without thinking and that made you giggle.

“Well, I really only bought a ticket for this, so I might as well cash it in.” you flirt.

“Ok, yeah, sure. Two for one.” Eddie took the ticket from your hand and brought it back to cup your cheek before kissing you again.

You could hear the giggles and cheers of your friends from behind you in the distance, but your main focus was on Eddie. His soft, plush lips. His minty taste, the way his soft hair tickled your cheeks.

“Ok, lovebirds, that’s enough.” the supervising teacher returned with an unimpressed huff.

You begrudgingly pulled away, but with a smile nonetheless.

“Can I get your number?” Eddie’s mouth was moving before his brain could catch up.

“Come find us later, lover boy.” Robin giggled while snatching your arm and pulled you away before you could answer.

“Dude!” Gareth clapped his hands, having witnessed the whole thing.

“Maybe we should sign up for this,” Jeff laughed. A little jealous of what he just witnessed.

After you, Eddie didn’t care if he got another customer for the rest of the night. Maybe this whole kissing booth thing wasn’t too bad after all.

[glitter-stained]

You ever think about how some dc characters have superpowers but like, on a meta level?

Like, many vigilantes but especially Bruce with all the hardcore beatings he does, or Tim with the "blowing up bases after having sent them a warning to evacuate" should have killed someone on accident but they didn't. Because the narrative didn't want them to, because this is a Batman or Red Robin comics so you have to suspend your disbelief and accept that these consequences didn't happen, and by doing so you give them the power to inflict lethal harm and yet not kill, and it's the power that you, the reader, give Batman by virtue of being Batman.

Like, Jason is immortal on a meta level, not because he died and came back but because he keeps getting into especially deadly situations and getting out without an explanation and the comics just expect you to accept that yes, the exploding meteorite is deadly enough to apparently (squints eyes) kill Selina but Jason survived it virtually unscratched despite not being enhanced and because we are expected to accept that, we are expected to accept Jason could survive about anything, because he is the character that he is in a comic. Thinking of how the panel of Jason dying came out and half of the community on tumblr was rolling their eyes like it's okay, he'll come back, and they were right. (There was an explanation for that one but still they said "oh no this character can't perma die that's just who he is" and it was right. To be fair not many dc characters are granted the honour of a perma death these days)

There are probably so many examples that I'm not thinking of right now and to be clear this isn't a critique or anything, I just think it's very funny that in a universe that calls their supers "meta humans", the humans that don't have superpowers are granted impossible abilities through suspension of disbelief and the ability of the reader to take in account the role of the narrative in their interpretation of the character's actions and their consequences. It's ironic, and it's punny, and I really really hope it's a least a little on purpose.

[beanghostprincess]

I feel like the minute Luffy gets a crush on someone he panics and straight up hates it. It's like why am I acting so weird like it's just Zoro/Saji/ usopp!!! Every time they compliment them or smile at them, he has to cover his face with his hat. He starts laughing like an idiot and makes terrible comebacks. All of his confidence and stupidity turns into awkwardness and self-consciousness. He's straight up not having a good time.

Luffy would kill himself on the spot. He instantly just jumps into the fucking sea.

Zoro: Something something, of course, my captain Luffy: I- Haha. My heart is beating funny. Haha. Give me a moment, Zoro! <3 *literally just jumps into the water* Nami: LUFFY WHAT THE HELL??? Luffy: Glupglupglupglup

He knows what a crush is, he's not stupid. He just doesn't fucking want it because he doesn't know what to do with so many overwhelming emotions so he genuinely goes to Chopper to make it go away. Chopper is confused af because he genuinely doesn't know what a crush feels like exactly and he thinks Luffy is going to die of a weird illness so he PANICS. And if this happens casually when Law is around (make it around wci), he can't just take it anymore:

Law: Luffy, for the tenth time, you're not fucking sick. You just have a crush on your cook. Luffy: Torao you're the worst doctor in the world!! You're wrong!! I hate this!! Law: Yeah, well, people normally hate it. Deal with it. Why am I even helping you here- Luffy: MAKE IT GO AWAY!!!! Law: I CAN'T MAKE IT GO AWAY YOU FUCKING MORON THAT'S A YOU PROBLEM. IT'S NOT A MEDICAL CONDITION. Luffy: Then take my heart and just??? Throw it away??? Law: I am going to kill you with my bare hands. Luffy: Please? :( Law: Luffy, I swear to God-

The poor thing is so lost and he gets really overwhelmed by absolutely nothing. Like. Genuinely nothing- And the girls are always there to help him out, but sometimes it's just such a funny sight.

[Luffy sitting with Robin on deck and watching the crew just do their things. Usopp practicing his aim and new inventions in front of them] Usopp: Hey, Luffy! Check this out! *does the stupidest most sexiest thing in the whole world because he just looks hot af when he's shooting at stuff* Luffy, blushing uncontrollably, covering his face with his hat and dying from a heart attack: Jndjkandeuiwbkwendknjdkjs *Incoherent noises* Robin: Are you alright, captain? Luffy: Make it stop, Robin :( Robin: Haha, I'm afraid I can't do that. Usopp: Luffy??? Robin: He says it's really nice!

And a little bonus:

[Red Hair pirates and the Strawhats finally meeting and throwing a party together] Luffy: And then Zoro cut that guy in half like it was nothing! It was the coolest thing ever, right, Zoro? Zoro: I would go to hell and back for you, captain, and that's the anecdote you tell him? Luffy: I- It was a really cool fight! Shut up, captain's order! Don't say things like that! Zoro: Mm. Shanks: Oh. *Turns to Beckman* When were you gonna tell me the kid is down bad for his first mate? Benn: Congratulations, you got one out of three. If you guess who are the other two, I'll let you drink more than usual today, captain. Shanks: *Blushes uncontrollably* Chopper: Oh no!! You're sick too??! Shanks: What do you mean, funny reindeer? Chopper: Luffy does that when he's around Sanji a lot!! Shanks: :) The other is Black Leg. Benn: Not fair at all.

[wanderingmind867]

So let me just recap briefly the history of the first joker and the first riddler. The first riddler was the guy from the telltale games. The one played by robin atkin downes who died at the end of the first chapter of the game. And the first joker is alfred stryker, some weird mutant who became a crime lord and mafioso whilst also becoming a champion of the downtrodden. Together, the riddler and the joker became enemies of the Court of Owls. But they both vanished decades ago. Nobody ever learned where they went. And they both only resurface now, just in time to strike back against the Court of Owls.

The Riddler reappears first, and he ends up dying just the same way he did in the telltale games. Except here he manages to inspire young forensic scientist Edward Nygma shortly before he does, which will inevitably lead to the birth of a second Riddler. But all that's important for right now is that the first riddler dies, and the original joker blames the Court of Owls for his death when he finds out about it. That's all that's important for this recap of my storyline.

When the original Joker breaks out, he ends up infiltrating the Court of Owls. Meanwhile, Batman is busy dealing with Doctor Phosphorus (who I forgot to mention earlier, but who was the third core component to the riddler and joker's old triad of crime). By the time Batman has stopped Doctor Phosphorus from taking revenge on the families of Hamilton Hill, Carmine Falcone and Bruce Wayne, the original joker has already learned everything he needed to learn in regards to the Court of Owls and their history. More of this is covered in my original note on him, so I don't want to discuss it again now.

But to cut to the chase, Batman finds the original joker and the court of owls headquarters just as everything's gone to hell. Alfred Stryker has been uncovered by the Court, but he's already rigged their parliament building to explode. Batman manages to save a small handful of court members, but it's too late for most of them. The whole building explodes in a fiery ball of chemically induced destruction, and the Court of Owls is no more. Their whole membership is dead. Alfred Stryker is dead, turned into dust alongside all the members of the Court. It's all over, but now Gotham is broken and in desperate need of rebuilding.

So we make a time skip to around eight months later. That's around when batman first meets Dick Grayson and takes him in as Robin. The organized crime scene in Gotham is virtually nonexistent now, so all the criminals this dynamic duo faces end up being costumed supervillians of some variety or another. The second Joker, the second Riddler, Two-Face, The Penguin, Catwoman, etc. It's not peak silver age style storytelling, and this is where i'm gonna leave this story.

I can't be bothered to write any more stuff to bridge the rest of the gap until we catch up with pre crisis 1985/1986 time, so i'm leaving this task to somebody else now. If you want to continue my worldbuilding exercise in futility, go right ahead. Talk about Ra's Al Ghul, and the birth of the second Robin (Jason Todd), and how Killer Croc killed Jason's parents, and how Nocturna became Jason's adoptive mother. But i'm done. This is too much for any one man to bear. I think I exhausted myself writing all this at school today. And also, I feel like writing all this took away from my ability to read my book as effectively at school. So yeah. I'm done. Someone else needs to finish what i've started, because i give up.

PS: The first joker is responsible for Ethan Bennett becoming one of many supervillians known as clayface. I forgot to mention that, but it's something that does happen here. I can't not have Ethan Bennett show up in my Batman story. He's similar to Harvey Dent, but he's a distinct character all his own. I feel like it's only fair I feature both of them here.

[dreamofbecoming]

part two, this one is still mostly stobin and pre-steddie. the first part does provide some context, although i imagine you could figure most of it out yourself, but i'd recommend reading it first anyway!

ao3

part 1

platonic stobin, mentions of steddie

rating: t

wc: 3k

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The conversation dies down and Steve goes back to filling bottles to hand off to Robin, eyes on Dustin where he's still goofing off with Munson. Good, he should get to have as much fun as he can. This is what he should be doing. What they should all be doing. Steve hates that these kids have to be fucking…soldiers so much of the time. He hates that he can't do anything to shield them from it. Not that they'd let him if he could.

Maybe Robbie has a point, about regular teenage life stuff being pointless right now, but god, what the fuck? Why should it have to be? He's 19! He can't even buy a drink yet! Robin is still in high school!

Fuck it. They should get to be kids and think about stupid pointless stuff, too.

"So I know you said you didn't want to talk about your love life, which is fair, but if I keep thinking about dying I'm gonna lose my shit, so you wanna talk about mine?"

She raises an eyebrow at him. "Oh, are we talking about how fucking weird shit has been between you and Nancy?"

Ah, fuck, that backfired almost immediately.

"What? No. Definitely not. Ok, it's been weird, but it's not a thing, ok?" She looks even more skeptical than before. "It's not! I mean, ok, maybe it is," she snorts at him, which. Rude. "But it's just like. Regular weirdness, ok?"

"What the fuck is regular weirdness?"

"You know, like, exes who haven't talked in a while in a high-pressure situation weirdness. The kind of weirdness anyone would be having in our shoes. Normal weirdness!" He throws his hands in the air, agitated.

Munson looks over at the sound of his raised voice, lifting an eyebrow and smirking. What is it with everyone raising their eyebrows at him today? He's being normal! Normal and regular! It's not his fault everything around them is weird and that makes his normal look weird by comparison. He's not doing anything wrong, so get off his nuts already! Geez!

Steve isn't sure how much of that very normal and regular monologue shows on his face, but it must be some because he can see Munson laughing at him as he goes back to playing keepaway with Dustin's hat. Bastard.

"Ugh! No, I don't want to talk about Nance. Like I really super don't. There's nothing there, it's done, it's over, there's nothing to say."

"Yeah, I wouldn't want to talk about that debacle in the bus either. Six kids, Steve? Really?" Oh Jesus. He was really hoping no one had heard that.

"Bobbie, please, why are you torturing me?" He rarely deploys the Sad Eyes on Robin, mostly because they don't work especially well on her, which is insane, because they work like an atom bomb on literally everyone else. He may have left King Steve behind him, but he has plenty of skills left over from those days, not to mention he looks as good as he always has. He knows what he's working with, ok?

Anyways, this is a moment to pull out the big guns, which means Sad Eyes are a go.

As usual, they aren't as effective on Robbie as they are on other people, but she does know him well enough to realize that if he's pulling them out, it's out of desperation, so she takes pity on him anyway. Whatever. He'll take the win.

She sighs, and rolls her eyes indulgently, but she's smiling just a little. He can tell. God, he loves her. He'd burn the world down for her, is maybe going to have to. He doesn't know what he'd do without her.

"Alright, bubba, I'll bite. You want to talk about your love life, but you don't want to talk about Nancy. Whatcha got for me?"

And, oh. Shit. This is the part where he's going to have to say it out loud. He hadn't planned this far, mostly was just anxious to get the swirling feeling in his chest out into Robbie's hands because he knows she can keep it safe, mostly just trying to wipe that awful, scared, defeated look off her face, but now he has to actually do the thing. He has to say it out loud, on purpose, the way he hasn't since that day in her bedroom when his whole world shifted a little to the left, and she was the only thing holding him steady.

Fuck. Ok. He can do this. It's just Rob. No one else is close enough to hear them, and Robin will always keep him safe. She'll never let him be alone.

"So, uh. You know the, uh, the thing? That we talked about that one time?"

"Yeah, we talk every day, I'm gonna need a bit more than that, bubs."

"The, uh. The thing we decided we didn't have to talk about right away? Because it wasn't important? Or, no, it was important, but it wasn't, um. What did you say? Relevant. It wasn't relevant to my everyday life?"

"Relevant to your…oh! Oh shit! The thing! The thing we talked about! That thing!" Her eyes are wide and so so blue and her hands are flailing a little, like she wants to pat him down for injury even though that's not remotely helpful. He carefully takes the bottle out of her hand and stuffs the rag into it himself, setting it on the ground where she can't dump gasoline on herself. She smiles a little sheepishly.

"So what about the, uh, the thing?" She lowers her voice like she's in a goddamn spy movie, leaning close and waggling her eyebrows. She's so ridiculous. He loves her so much.

He gives her a pointed look. She shakes her head in response, looking confused. Jesus fuck, she's gonna make him say it.

He tries one more time, bobbing his head at her to try and make his facial expression more forceful. He doesn't miss his old crowd, really, he doesn't. He does, however, occasionally miss being around people who were constantly alert for even the smallest social shifts, who he could have a whole conversation with using nothing but subtle changes to the shape of his mouth or the width of his eyes. He loves Robin and Dustin more than life, would kill or die for them, has proven it several times over, but Christ on a cracker they wouldn't know a social cue if it whacked them in the head with a hammer.

She's still furrowing her brow at him, so he sighs, and gives in. "I think it's maybe become…relevant. I promised to tell you right away, remember?"

Her eyes go even wider than before, and she thwaps him in the chest with the back of her hand. Hard. Ow.

"Dingus!" She's whisper-shouting, but he still doesn't think anyone is close enough to hear. "What the hell!"

"Ow, Robbie, Jesus, watch the open wounds!"

She flutters her hands around his middle, like she can fix his bandages through his jacket. She does look apologetic, so that's something.

"Sorry, sorry, fuck, sorry! Are you ok? Sorry. Just, what the hell! What? Who? When?!"

He smirks at her. "What, no why or how?"

"I'm going to set you on fire with one of these cocktails if you don't start talking, Dingus, I swear to god!"

He's laughing, she's so much fun to rile up. God, he hopes he doesn't have to miss this. He hopes he gets to keep this much, at least, when they're done. He'll probably go crazy otherwise.

"Ok, ok, I won't tease, I'm sorry. So I guess, to answer your questions, uh…I found a boy to crush on, who the hell do you think, and I promised to tell you right away, didn't I?" He counts them down on his fingers while he answers them, because if he can't act like a little shit to her then honestly, what is even the point?

"Right away…holy shit. Holy shit! Steve!" She looks frantically out at the field, where Munson has now knocked Henderson over and is sitting on him, wearing his hat and crowing victory, while Dustin flails wildly on the ground. Thank fuck neither of them are looking this way, because holy hell she isn't subtle.

"Robbie, don't look, what the hell! Do you want him to know we're talking about him?"

"Oh, so we are talking about him? Eddie "The Freak" Munson?"

He cringes a little at the reminder of his earlier dismissal. "Alright, ok, so I maybe didn't give him much of a chance at first, but the Upside Down changes things, you know that! It did for us, right?"

She looks thoughtful. "I guess, yeah. So go on, loverboy, what do you like about him?" She's grinning and waggling her eyebrows again. Ugh, this may have been a mistake. She does owe him for the Tammy Thompson thing. Still, there's no one alive he'd rather talk about this with, and he has to talk to someone, or he's going to explode, and they have a…wizard…demon…thing…guy to kill. Whatever. They have killing to do, so he needs to get this off his chest so it's not clogging up his brain.

"He has…really nice eyes. And really nice hands." Robin lets out a soft "Oh, ew," before he glares at her and she motions for him to go on. "He's funny, and weird but in like, a charming way? Kind of like you, but different. The way Dustin is weird and charming like you, but different, you know?"

"You have a thing for nerds, Dingus."

"Ugh, maybe, yeah." His mind drifts back to Eddi- Munson. Gotta keep calling him Munson, at least until they get out of this. Can't afford to be distracted. "He's scared out of his mind, but he's coming along anyway, which is the kind of brave and stupid this whole group kind of runs on. He thinks he's a coward but he's not. Going back to school instead of dropping out is brave. Trusting us is brave. Acting like he does even when everyone hates him for it is brave. I wish I had been brave enough to do that, you know? Maybe I would have dropped the King shit earlier. And he's good with the kids, which you know I'm weak for. I don't know, Robs, I just…I want him to like me, you know? I want him to be impressed by me. Is that stupid?"

When he looks up, Robin's eyes are wide and shiny. She looks surprised, and a little scared. That's not good, probably, but he can't take back anything he said. He meant all of it.

"It's not stupid, bubba, it's not stupid at all. I guess I was thinking…I don't know. That it was like an adrenaline thing? Like a 'you're hot, we're in danger, I'd rather think about making out with you than dying' kind of thing? Like what Nancy was clearly doing with you earlier, you know?"

"Ugh, Robbie, I so don't want to talk about Nancy right now, please," he groans.

"Yeah yeah, I know, whatever. I just mean, it doesn't really sound like that's what's going on with you, for Eddie, right now. It kinda sounds like you, you know, like like him."

"Like like him? What are we, 12?"

"You know what I mean, Dingus, it just sounds like there are actual feelings here, not just sexy thoughts."

He shifts a little on his stool, feeling kind of exposed, but it's ok. It's just Robin. "I mean, yeah, I guess I kinda do? Have feelings. Or maybe I will? I'm kind of trying to hold them off, I guess, until we get out of here, you know? I barely know the guy, honestly, but also every time this happens I end up bonded for life to someone new, so why not him this time? I mean, the first time with the demogorgon even got me and Nancy back together, and we were like, donezo, for real, after that thing Tommy did to The Hawk. This shit is better than superglue, you know?"

Robin barks out a laugh. She squares her shoulders and puts on her best announcer voice. "Do you have trouble making friends? Looking to join a new crowd, but can't find a way in? Try Hell Beasts! Our near-death experience package will create lasting trauma that will bind you together forever! There's no escape now!"

The two of them collapse into giggles, drawing the eyes of several their friends scattered around the field.

When she composes herself, Robin gives him a soft smile. It's one of his favorites. Almost no one ever sees it but him, and not very often. "Well, I guess we had better all make it out of this in one piece, then, huh? So we can do all our sad gay pining together."

"I dunno, I think maybe I have a shot," he says thoughtfully, eyeing Edd- no, stop it, Munson, where he's flopped on the grass next to Dustin, chatting happily.

Robin boggles at him. "What the fuck do you mean, a shot? Are you- oh god, are you just gonna tell him? Steve!"

"Wh- Not right away or anything! And not for sure! I have to figure out if he's flagging on purpose first!"

"If he's whatting on what?"

"Oh come on, you remember that one zine that talked about the, uh. The whats it. The code! The hanky code, that was it!" He snaps his fingers in victory, triumphant.

She's still looking at him like he's grown a second head though, so maybe not.

"I don't know, maybe you skipped that one? From what I could tell it was more about men anyway. I think they mentioned that ladies use, uh, caribou. The clip things, you know?"

"Caribeeners? Dingus what the hell are you talking about?"

"It's this thing, right? That like, gay people, gay men, I guess, use to like, signal each other, kind of. It's basically like, you wear a hanky in your pocket, and what color it is and what pattern is printed on it and which pocket you wear it in tells people what kind of sex you like."

Robin looks even more shocked, if that's possible. "What does that even mean, what kind of sex you like?"

Oh, right. Lesbian virgin. Fair enough. "Like, do you like to uh. Give, if you know what I mean. Or receive. Do you like blowjobs, or handjobs, or like. I dunno, weird stuff. Like spit or whatever."

She's waving her hands frantically, her face screwed up. "Ahhhh lalalala that's enough! That's plenty of information, thank you!" He holds up his hands in surrender. She asked.

"Anyway, what does all of...that...have to do with you having a shot with," she switches back to her not-at-all-subtle stage whisper, "Eddie?"

"Haven't you noticed he's had that bandana in his pocket the whole time?" She whips her head around so fast he's surprised he doesn't hear her neck crack. Jesus, Robin.

"Would you chill out? You're going to make him look over here and then I'll have to let Vecna eat me because there's no way I'll survive the humiliation if he hears us, Robin!"

She glares at him. "Don't even joke about that, Dingus. You're making it out alive or I'll kill you myself."

He knows he's smiling adoringly at her, and if Henderson is looking he's never, ever beating those "in love with Robin" allegations, but whatever. "Noted, Buckley."

"So, what, you think he might be...like us? 'Cause of the bandana?"

"I mean, maybe, yeah? I might be crazy, but I also feel like he was definitely flirting with me earlier. Like in the Upside Down, and also at the trailer, you know?"

"Now that I think about it, that "Big Boy" thing was super weird. I figured it was just Eddie being Eddie, they call him The Freak for a reason, right? But I guess that could have been called flirting."

"Right? That's what I thought! And when we were down there, he was like, all up in my space, and he gave me his vest, and he seemed annoyed when I talked to Nance, even though he was trying to push me back to her. Which was insane, I didn't tell you this part Robs, oh my god. I was fully staring at his lips, just laser focused, like I would be on a girl I want to kiss, right? And he won't stop telling me how Nancy is definitely still in love with me and I should get her back! What the hell! Who does that? So I don't know," he sighs, feeling a little lost. "Maybe he isn't into me after all. But I have to at least check, right?"

"I mean, I don't think I'm the right person to ask about that, bubba, but if it goes sideways, I'll burn his house down if you want." She wiggles a molotov cocktail at him, grinning.

"Jesus, Bobbin, alright. Let's, uh. Let's call that Plan B, yeah?"

"Roger that, captain!" She gives him a stupid little salute, and for a moment he's back at Scoops, before everything went shit-shaped, but she's still his Robin, and they're safe and alive and nothing hurts.

And then he blinks again and he's sitting on an overturned bucket in front of a stolen RV, making molotov cocktails with his soulmate, watching his baby brother and the guy he might maybe sort of have a crush on tussle in the grass, hoping against hope they all live to see morning.

He picks up another bottle.

part 3

[mid-80s]

steve's new apartment was all but comfortable.

or rather, steve and eddie's new apartment.

steve had finally convinced eddie to move in with him after a long back and forth of pros and cons. he even offered to pay for the whole damn thing so eddie wouldn't have to worry about potentially getting a new job (the car shop he worked at barely paid him enough to scrape by in school). steve hated living alone, but the dorms on campus were full and robin already had one that was paid off by her scholarship.

they eventually came to a compromise. steve would pay electricity and water, and eddie would pay for the phone and groceries. it was fair.

but it also meant no furniture.

or decorations.

re: the uncomfortable apartment.

the only substantial furniture the men had were beds and desks in either room, a promise of saving for at least a couch lingering in the air each time someone steps through whats meant to be a living room.

but it wasn't too bad, within the almost four months they had lived together, steve and eddie had grown a odd connection that challenged the one of steve and robin. it had come to a point that they rarely slept alone.

eddie had stumbled into steve's room one night around their second month in the apartment, clutching his neck and sides with bags under his eyes that almost perfectly matched steves own. he couldn't breathe let alone talk, but steve didn't need any words for him to rush over to where eddie had crumpled on the ground and hold him until his breathing slowed and face was near dry.

eddies voice was dry and sleepy by the time he spoke again, lifting the comfortable blanket of silence that hung over them as steve held eddies head against his chest from where they sat on the floor. "i don't know how you do it man." things even as simple as the cold air in their apartment sent him back to the slimy ground of that cursed place, the blood filing his mouth as the bats had their feast.

steve uses the hand stroking eddies curls to scratch his head a bit, relishing in the way eddie melts into him. "do what, eds?"

"sleep. eat. function like normal human being. its been a year and i still can't can't sleep without feeling like i'm dying again."

"they'll get better. they won't go away, but they'll get better. mine did for a while after my first go around. it takes time." steve rests his head on the wall behind him. "you don't think i'm in the same boat as you are right now? but i have to be here, so no one falls off the deep end. thats what i'm for."

"steve." eddies voice is still drowsy, like he's falling in and out of sleep. "it's not all on your shoulders."

steve doesn't reply. soft silence fills the space as eddies breathing slows. his face is wet now too.

"i know." his voice is shaky, the words to quite reach his mind as he kisses eddie on the head.

"i know, eds."

[sanjisboyfie]

๑ keep safe : [name] wants to adopt suu! (24)

one piece x male reader

you're spinning me around,

my feet are off the ground.

i don't know where i stand.

do you have to hold my hand? 

『 prev 』

their journey to the sky island started off eventful — usopp almost completely dying by swimming in the “sky ocean.” once he was back on deck, safe and sound, he began crying into the person he landed on ([name]).

and then, he threw something out of his pants which made [name] immediately shoved him off of him. this made usopp harshly land on the deck as [name] cringed in distaste.

“what is that…” he asked, looking at it with disinterest, since it did come from usopp’s pants. but then, he recognized the anatomy of it and his face brightened up almost instantly. he whipped his head around and called to the person that popped into his head the moment he recognized what it was, “sanji!! look!”

the blonde came walking over, leaning over [name]’s shoulder to get a good look. robin picked up the sky fish and began analyzing it. sanji and [name] were now grinning widely to each other, “it’s a sky fish!” they exclaimed at the same time, the latter letting out an additional cheer as he realized that he’d get to accomplish his goal of eating sky fish.

“they must have evolved to survive in this bottomless sky ocean,” robin informed the crew, looking at the fish in interest,

[name] was hopping on the balls of his feet, grabbing the fish from robin, hurriedly apologizing and giving it to sanji to cook. almost at super human speeds, the chef finished cooking the food and presented it to [name] with a heartfelt grin.

“i tried sauteing it,” he informed [name], but it seemed that the hungry man had nothing else in his mind but to eat.

and when he did, his jaw dropped at the unique taste.

“it’s so good, sanji! it’s delicious!! i love it!!” [name] screamed, jumping where he stood and his whole body almost shaking from the taste alone.

“i’m glad it’s to your liking,” sanji said, blowing out a puff of smoke. then suddenly, his relaxed expression turned into that of annoyance, as if he snapped awake from a dream, “hey! what do you think you’re doing?! don’t eat all of it, shit for brains!! give some to nami-san and robin-chan!!!”

“but sanji!! it’s so good, i want to eat all of it!” [name] shouted, crocodile tears running down his face, “sanji, don’t make me share it!!”

“quit your babbling!! share already!” sanji scolded, kicking the bottom of his shoe into [name]’s sobbing face. the h/c haired man could only continue crying longer as he saw robin and nami both eat his dream meal.

“but, sanji!!” [name] whined, kicking his feet in the air and rolling back and forth on the deck — truly mimicking a child throwing a tantrum.

“i said, stop it!” sanji scowled, walking over and kneeling in front of [name] before flicking his forehead, “when we get to the true sky island, you’re gonna eat as much sky fish as i prepare anyway.”

immediately, [name]’s demeanor did a switch and he was looking up at sanji as if he were his savior, “you mean it, sanji? you really mean it?!”

“of course,” sanji easily replied, standing up and walking away from [name]’s form. this made [name] break out into cries of happiness, stepping back onto his feet an dtaunting luffy.

“you hear that?! sanji’s gonna make it all for me, for me!!”

“hey, sanji, that ain’t fair! i’m the captain!” luffy complained, going on to berate the chef for not even letting him try the sky fish he prepared just now. [name] and luffy continued arguing until, out of nowhere, sanji and zoro got attacked.

“huh? what’s going on?!” luffy shouted in shock, seeing zoro and sanji easily go flying due to their mysterious attacker.

“what the hell was that?” [name] asked, and to the surprise of everyone else, he wasn’t talking about the intruder, but rather sanji and zoro. “that was really pathetic, you two!”

“[name]! behind you!!!” nami shouted in fear, seeing that her captain and two strongest crewmates got so easily handled. [name] turned around in an instant, catching the person by their throat and slamming them into the deck.

“and you…what exactly do you think you’re doing?” he glowered, eyes seemingly hollow and devoid of emotion as he stared into the masked figure’s face. his voice dropped to a gravely, intimidating tone. the grip he had on their throat only tightened, veins bulging from his arm and hand as he tried not to choke this person out right then and there.

a bazooka was suddenly pointed at [name]’s head, making the crew shriek in fear. but just as he was dodging it from being fired point blank at his head, another figure came flying into the scene and briskly dealt with the attacker.

this made [name] back out of the fight and watch with his arms crossed over his chest as the two mysterious people battled it out.

“are you alright, [name]?” chopper asked quickly, finding the stoic look on [name]’s face to be concerning.

“i’m alright, check on those three,” [name] said, jutting his thumb in the direction of luffy, zoro, and sanji, “their dumbasses couldn’t keep up! haha!”

the blank look on his face was washed away as he started laughing at the trio. the rest of the crew, besides robin, breathed a sigh of relief to see that he was back in his usual, cheerful mood. they don’t think they’d ever get used to seeing such terrifying expressions on [name]’s face. it was like a splash of cold water would hit them each time they’d see it.

as chopper did so, the man in knight clad armor stood on the railing of merry and looked at the crew in an unreadable expression.

“what?! who’s this now?” nami asked in fear.

“i am the sky knight,” the man proclaimed, the weird creature behind him squaking as if it was in agreement of the man, “he’s gone…”

“what’s going on? who was that?!” nami asked in concern before her face turned unimpressed as she looked at the fatigued sanji, zoro, and luffy, “and what’s with you guys?! you’re pathetic, losing a three against one!”

“that’s what i said!” [name] chimed in a sing-song tone, walking over the deck to stand next robin. “did you get hurt?” he asked her with a smile, blinking at her and awaiting an answer.

“i’m quite alright, although…it is getting a bit hard to breathe,” she answered easily, shooting him her own soft smile. “are you not feeling the effects of the atmosphere, [name]?”

the man hummed, hands behind his head as he shook his head, “nope!”

“interesting,” she hummed, finding his laid back attitude almost endearing.

“blue sea people? what’s that? oh, and who are you?!” nami asked in succession, making both robin and [name] turn their heads to their “savior.”

“i am the sky knight. “blue sea people” is the term we use for those that come from beneath the clothes. in other words, did you come up here from the blue seas?”

“didn’t he already say he was the sky knight.” [name] deadpanned, a frown settling on his face at the ambiguity of the man.

“yeah! that’s right!” luffy answered the sky knight from his position laying down on the deck.

“then that explains it. this is the white sea — 7,000 meters in the air. the white-white sea even further above us reaches 10,000 meters high. oridinary blue sea people can’t possibly endure it here,”

right after he said that — “alright, i feel better now!” luffy said, punching his fist into his chest a couple of times.

“yeah, i think i got used to it by now,” zoro added in, seemingly very nonchalant about their condition.

“no, no, no! that is not possible,” the sky knight dismissed their comments, not believing them.

chopper chimed into the conversation, getting them back on track on finding out what just happened. that mystery attacker and all.

“now, now, i’m sure you have many questions, but we must talk business first! i am a freelance soldier-for-hire. these seas are fraught with danger. if you don’t know how to fight in the sky, the guerillas will come after you and completely destory you. for a 5,000,000 extol one whistle, i will help you,”

“what the fuck is an extol?” [name] said under his breath, looking very confused as his eyebrows scrunched together.

”what’re you talking about, old man?” luffy asked, confusion also obviously lacing his voice.

“what?! that is quite cheap! i won’t lower it a single extol more!” the knight protested, but it seemed he completely misunderstood the confusion. “i need to earn a living too!”

“we rode the knock up stream, we didn’t see any islands, knight man! we just got here too, so whatever you’re talking about isn’t making any sense to us,” [name] said, speaking for the crew with his hand on his hip.

“my word! that monsturous current!? so there are still people gutsy enough to do that!

“yeah, but it was so fun!” [name] and luffy said in unison, matching stars for eyes.

nami then turned to the both of them in fury, shaking them back and forth by their collars.

“nami! this shirt was expensive, don’t rip it!” [name] cried out.

“like i give a shit — we could have died going up that stupid stream!”

“but we didn’t!!” [name] grinned, looking smug as he stood to point a thumb at himself, “see, we are alive!”

it seemed that their story of guts and bravery seemed to sway the knight in giving them the whistle for free instead of…whatever currency he was talking about. the crew looked at the silver whistle before refocusing back on the man.

“we still don’t know your name!” nami shouted, releasing [name] from her grasp and allowing him to fall onto deck without a second though.

“i am gan fall, the sky knight! and this is my partner, pierre!”

“hello, pierre,” [name] said quickly, waving to the creature, making it look at him and nodded in acknowledgement.

and just like that, the man and pierre had left their ship after a very unexciting breakaway. they all realized that the man was really no help in the information department, making [name] sigh as he felt as though they were stuck.

”oh, let’s just call him back and ask him the questions!” luffy said, about to pick blow a strong gust of air into the whistle, if it weren’t for nami and usopp intervening.

as the two berated their captain for acting recklessly, chopper pointed out that there was a weird cloud ahead. and seeing that that was their only landmark, they had no other choice but to sail towards it.

when they started getting closer to the waterfall, nami ordered the ship to the stop. there were some clouds in their way and they didn’t want to risk a collision.

“since they’re floating in the sky ocean, they can’t be the ocean, too,” sanji commented. and as everyone tried theorizing what it was, lufyf took it upon himself to punch the cloud.

“look i’m on it! i’m not sinking! it’s all fluffy, like cotton! what is this?! what is this?! it’s too fun!!” luffy said in glee, his body repeatedly bouncing up and down on the cloud. [name] grinned, grabbing chopper — who was excitedly wanting to be included — and jumped over the railing.

the two joined their captain on the cloud, laughing when they experienced the fluffiness. they were all bouncing non-stop, making them all break out into laughter. chopper and [name] stayed laying down on the cloud while usopp and luffy went to investigate how to get around it.

and the man would have fallen asleep if it weren’t for luffy crashing onto his stomach.

“c’mon!! we found a gateway!” luffy shouted in his face, rocking [name]’s torso back and forth to wake him up.

“alright, alright, let’s go and eat more sky fish!”

“that’s hardly the priority!!”

the ship went on sailing and then they soon arrived at some obnoxious looking gate, literally titled, “heaven’s gate.”

“that’s unlucky, it sounds like we’re on our way to die!” usopp said, visibly shaking where he stood.

“have you ever thought about if we were already dead?” [name] teased, walking over and grabbing a rough hold on the sniper’s shoulders.

“yeah, that would explain this weird world,” sanji added in, more subtle in his ways of scaring the man.

“we probably did really die on the way up here,” zoro suggested, effectively making both chopper and usopp look at them as if they were crazy.

“heaven, huh? this is gonna be great! i finally get to go there!” luffy said in delight, an odd looking expression on his face.

“your jokes aren’t funny!” nami said, slamming her fist down on all of their heads.

“hey! wait! there’s someone coming out from over there!” usopp announced.

”look! she has wings on her back! is that an angel?!”

“it’s an angel! is that what angels are like?!” luffy said, turning back and forth from the winged woman in front of them and to [name]. he was frantically looking in between the two, a confused look on his face.

this motion and hardened gaze made [name] shout at him in annoyance, “quit looking at me like that?! why are you looking at me like some lost puppy!”

luffy didn’t respond, only pointing back and forth from [name] and the woman, his face scrunched up and eyebrows furrowed.

“what?!” [name] shouted once more.

“u-uhm…”

“i am amazon, heaven’s gate’s inspector. are you here for sightseeing, or are you perhaps here for war?”

“i guess…kind of sight seeing…?”

“we just want to go to the sky island! say, it’s right behind that waterfall, right?”

“what do you mean exactly by war?”

”are we dead and in heaven?”

“well, it doesn’t matter either way. if you’re going to the upper area, you just have to pay the toll of one billion extols per person. that is the law,” she informed them, making all their hearts drop to their stomachs.

“there’s that extol stuff again…” sanji said in disbelief.

“what the hell is an extol? and what is the equivalent in beri?” [name] asked, but his question was drowned out by the lot of other questions pointed at the woman.

“that sure sounds like a lot, one billion!”

“one billion per person, that would mean seven billion extols be paid,” robin noted.

“do countries really charge that much to enter them? it sounds like this old lady is just trying to scam us-”

nami slammed her hand over usopp’s mouth to shut him up before he insulted the woman so blatantly, “uhm, about the money…what if we kinda don’t have it?”

“not kind of — we definitely don’t.”

“[name]! you’re not helping!”

“then you can pass, or you don’t have to pass. i am neither gatekeeper nor guard, i am just here to ask your intentions,”

the crew seemed surprised at her confession, but luffy was eager to move past it and get to the sky island already.

“well, we don’t have any money, but we’re gonna pass through, old lady!” usopp informed her, but she looked like she could genuinely care less.

[name] squinted his eyes at her, wondering what the true motives behind her words and actions were. just letting people into the country — especially if they didn’t pay a fee seemed too good to be true. there was also zero security around here too. it was really offputting, if [name] was being honest.

“i see, seven of you, then?”

“yeah, but how do we get to sky island-?”

out of nowhere, there were giant crab claws that grabbed the ship by its side. the crew held onto whatever they could so they didn’t fall over and [name] looked at it in interest.

”it’s massive!” he revealed to the crew, laughing as he poked the giant crab claw.

“the white sea’s famous express lobster…” was the last thing they heard from the woman before they were jetting off onto the white road ahead of them.

[name] held tight onto the deck, usopp wrangled in his arms to keep him on board and not flying off. unfortunately, the only grip he was able to form on their sniper was an arm around his neck — practically choking the man out.

“there’s a sign up ahead! there’s something written!!”

“godland, skypiea…” robin read off the sign, a sound of astonishment in her voice.

“guys, we’re gonna meet god!!” [name] childishly exclaimed.

“it’s not an exit…it’s an entrance!!” luffy’s excited tone rang in the air as they got closer and closer to the bright light in the distance, the supposed entrance.

[name] let out a loud and whopping cheer of excitement, shaking usopp back and forth to convey how eager he was to reach sky island.

”it’s a sky island!” luffy shouted the moment his eyes adjusted to the new environment they were in.

usopp, [name], and chopper all grouped together with their jaws dropped as they took in the sight. it was truly magnificent. everything surrounding the island seemed to be clouds, white blinding their vision. and right in front of them was a sky island, a real sky island!

“this is amazing,” [name] breathed out in awe, walking over to luffy and taking him into his arms for a tight hug. peppered kisses were littered all over the captain’s face, who happily took in the affection with a wide grin, “luffy! we made it! we’re at the sky island!!”

“we did, we did!!” luffy cheered, wrapping his arms around [name]’s waist and rocking them back and forth in a hug. the captain was so excited he could barely contain himself.

“that galleon that fell on us really came from here! they saw this place, 200 hundred years ago!”

merry slowly moved forward in the cloud waters, reaching the shores of the beach. luffy jumped off the moment he could, looking expectingly for [name] join him. he began laughing to his heart’s content when [name] jumped off, following after him.

luffy caught [name] with ease, carrying him around bridal style in his arms and dancing around. witnessing someone of luffy’s stature carrying around [name] with seemless ease was an interesting sivht.

”we made it! we made it! we made it!!!” luffy and [name] chanted in sing song voices, the captain swinging [name] around as if he were as light as a feather. usopp and chopper soon joined in on their cheers, laughter filling the shoreline.

“hey! luffy! what should we do about the anchor? there’s no floor bed, right?” zoro asked, voice as serious and gruff as ever.

“who cares?!” luffy carelessly responded back.

“yeah, zoro! who cares! c’mon, join us already- AHH!” [name]’s invitation was cut off mid screech as he felt luffy spin them around at remarkable speeds. his grip on luffy’s neck tightened as the captain only laughed in amusement.

“who cares! who cares! forget about it! forget about it!” usopp and luffy all cheered at the same time, making [name]’s screaming turning into fits of laughter.

“sanji! sanji! join us!!” [name] laughed, kicking his feet in the air as luffy continued to parade him around. “where are robin and nami!? tell them to join!!”

“don’t need to tell me twice, shit for brains!” sanji said, jumping off the ship and joining them in the fluffy cloud water. a look of glee and genuine happiness was stretched across the chef’s face and seeing that expression made [name]’s heart beat faster in excitement.

“you look so happy, sanji!!” [name] exclaimed, screaming in surprise as luffy suddenly dropped him head first in the water. “luffy!! what was that for?!” he childishly splashed the captain in the face, now causing a battle to break out amongst the four.

as they were goofing around, nami and robin finally joined the rest of them.

“hey!! you didn’t tell me we were changing outfits!!” he complained, jumping back onto the ship and running to the boy’s room. he stripped off his damp clothing and changed into a more fitting outfit. seeing as the island seemed like a summer island, he haphazardly threw on a button up shirt and some cargo shorts.

he left the shirt unbuttoned, though, not wanting to restrict his movement too much, plus the fact it was hotter than he would have liked on the island.

he couldn’t complain about the weather though, finding it much more pleasant than the things he had to endure on alabasta.

when he came back on deck, he noticed there was no one else on board, but zoro. so he came up behind the swordsman and roughly shook him by his shoulders, his figure towering over zoro, “c’mon, join us and have some fun for once in your life,” he teased.

“you’re so annoying, i was gonna join soon,”

“join now,” [name] persuaded, grabbing the man by his wrist and dragging him to the edge of merry, right near the railing.

the two jumped off, [name] giggling at the sensation of the water, whilst zoro just looked annoyed that it had gotten his clothes wetter than expected. the two walked to shore together, [name] babbling on about how he was so excited to explore the island while zoro just quietly listened.

and when they reached the shore, zoro picked up a white thing that he had thought could be used to wipe himself dry. but both were surprised to see that it was a cute, small fox instead.

“oh, my gosh! look at it, look at it!!!” [name] plucked it out of zoro’s hands and began nuzzling his face into it’s fluffy fur.

“what am i exactly looking at? a fox? i can’t tell…” zoro said, looking at the creature [name] was rubbing his face against, “oi, let him go, he looks uncomfortable,”

“but when have you ever seen something as cute as him!! look!” [name] presented the fox-like creature to zoro with a childish grin on his face, earning an unimpressed look to form on zoro’s face.

“yeah, i have eyes, i can see — which is why you should let him go! look, he’s practically trying to jump out of your hands!”

just as zoro said that, the fox successfully escaped and ran off. [name] pouted, but his shoulders perked up when he heard that someone was playing the harp. he looked up and saw a figure standing on a cloud, playing for all of them to hear.

the others noticed her and the instrument as well, stopping to stare.

“heso!” was her only greeting as she turned to the crew, a delicate look on her face.

“heso?”

“i’m hungry,” [name] said, rubbing his stomach as he thought of what the word “heso” meant.

“how can you get hungry from the word belly button?!” usopp exclaimed, looking at [name] as if he just spoke a foreign language.

“because the belly button is on the belly, usopp! i’m hungry!” he whined, kicking his feet into the sand.

“what did she mean by heso?” chopper innocently asked, holding onto [name]’s now unmoving leg.

“heso is heso,” zoro gruffly responded, as if it were obvious.

“suu, come here,” she called out to the creature zoro had just picked up and [name] grinned when he heard the animal respond back with a high-pitched, “suu.”

“it’s so cute, i’m gonna cry,” [name] dramatically said, clutching his chest as if his heart was in pain.

“are you from the blue sea?”

“yes! we just flew up here! do you live here?” luffy asked, a welcoming look on his face.

“yes, i’m a resident here! welcome to skypiea’s angel beach!” she said, “would you like to drink what’s inside?” she offered, motioning to the great big fruit that luffy was holding.

she took it off of his hands and expertly showed how to drink from the fruit. and when luffy took a big gulp, he immediately exclaimed on how delicious it is.

“what’s your name, angel lady?” [name] asked, stepping forward. the woman chuckled when she noticed that [name] was only looking at the animal at her feet. gently outstretching her hand, she offered it to [name] as well as her name.

“my name is conis, it’s lovely to meet you,”

“lovely to meet you too! what’s that thing! i wanna hold it again!”

she laughed at his outburst of energy, picking up the fox and gently holding it in her hands, “this is suu, a cloud fox. he doesn’t really like to be handled by strangers though, i apologize.”

[name] grinned, peering down at the creature and getting up close and personal in its face, “well, my name is [name], suu! look, we aren’t strangers anymore! let me hold you!”

the crew all shook their heads, saying in unison, “that’s not how it works, idiot,”

conis found his personality intriguing, laughing to herself before looking to the rest of the crew, “if you need any help or assistance of anything, please let me know and i will be here to guide you!”

“well, you see…” the crew all internally sighed as they heard sanji open his mouth, “your gaze is setting my heart on fire,”

[name] slapped him down on the head and tsk-ed to show his disapproval. nami took sanji’s silence as a cue to finally get to ask the many questions that were running through her mind to the native angel.

just as they were going to ask her more questions, someone else joined their group on the shore and it was conis’ father. he came riding in some waver, crashing into the forest behind them as they watched in concern.

he apologized to them, for whatever reason, and then introduced himself as “pagaya,” and then apologized to them again.

“father, were you able to catch some fish?”

[name]’s eyes sparkled.

”yes, i got quite the big catch. oh, why don’t you all come to our house?” the man politely asked and [name] already accepted before anyone else could say anything. in his mind, visions of the cooked sky fish were playing over and over again.

before they could go and eat to their heart’s content, though, nami and luffy wanted to inspect the waver for a bit longer. and [name]’s stomach began growling in hunger and he was starting to get irritated.

so he huffed and crossed his arms over his chest as he watched nami and luffy fight over the waver.

this caught zoro’s attention, who easily flicked him on the forehead and scolded him for acting like a baby. as expected, a short fight to broke out between the two because, honestly, when was there not a fight going on?

but then, finally, they got to moving towards the old man and conis’ house when luffy got bored of the waver (since he couldn’t ride it, he felt no need to be interested in it anymore). they walked up some cloud stairs, whilst chopper and usopp bounced alongside them.

[name] managed to wrangle his hands on the fox form earlier, suu, gently petting it on the head to calm it down. and when they arrived to the home, he put her down, and trailed after sanji like a lost puppy.

“ah, will you be joining us as well in preparing the food, young man?”

“oh, him,” sanji pointed his thumb with a blank look on his face, “don’t mind him, he’s just here to stare and be hungry. it’s what he does all the time on the ship,”

“oh, well, that’s quite endearing,” pagaya said with a gentle tone, but it only seemed to aggravate sanji.

“it’s not endearing when he starts stealing bits of the unprepared food for himself and his endless stomach! if i could ban him from the kitchen i would!!” sanji shouted, a new vigor stroked through him as he complained about [name].

meanwhile, the h/c haired male was adventuring through the kitchen, looking at everything in interest.

“well, then why do you keep him in the kitche-”

“i never said company was bad!! but it’s his company that’s particularly annoying to deal with! you wouldn’t believe the trouble he causes me!”

“oh, with the way you’re yelling, trust me — i do believe you,” pagaya sweatdropped, seeing the way sanji was so easily fired up into an argumentative state when it came to questions about [name]. “well, i don’t mind his person being here!”

“thanks, papaya!” [name] cheerfully spoke, taking a bite into one of the fruit laid out on the counter.

“…that’s not my name, my name is pagaya,”

“well, what’d i say?”

while sanji and the old man strategically maneuvered around the kitchen, [name] stayed a silent spectator. his cheeks were becoming sore from smiling so wide, but he couldn’t help it!

the food was smelling delicious and knowing that it was sanji’s hands that prepped it for them made him all the more excited to eat it. he carefully helped carry the dishes out when they were done plating everything, making luffy, usopp, and chopper look at the display with stars in their eyes.

“alright! it’s a hearty sky seafood course with sky island fruits!” sanji announced, a proud look on his face.

[name] carnivorously dug into the food, greedily taking a whole lobster for himself. and when he finished half of it, he finally took a moment to breathe. he grinned, ear to ear, and continued devouring the fruit on the table.

”sanji, sanji!!!” he shouted in glee, rushing over to the blonde chef and shoving a piece of lobster meat into his mouth.

“can’t you see i’m enjoying a cigarette here?! c’mon!”

“oh, ditch that thing when you eat real food!” [name] said, not at all feeling bad for crushing the cigarette under his boot. “let’s go, eat with us!!”

sanji allowed [name] to plop him onto the chair, rolling up his sleeves as he prepared to dig into the food. just as he was about to grab his own share, a piece of a different dish was shoved into his face. he looked up at [name] in confusion, but the man only grinned at him.

“c’mon! take a bite! i’m offering you some of mine, be thankful!”

sanji’s eyebrow twitched in annoyance, “and i’m the one who made it, so you be grateful to me, shit for brains!”

“oh, yes, thank you papaya and sanji!! the food is delicious!” [name] said, still holding out the piece of fish to sanji, “now, eat already, chef!!”

sanji rolled his eyes, but took a bite of [name]’s share and tried not to visibly show how much he enjoyed the food he had made. he continued to put more food onto his plate, childishly getting into a fight with [name] about who would get the last piece.

they split it in half and sanji pretended not to notice how [name] took the smaller half for himself — which he then split into another half for luffy since the captain was practically begging and using his puppy dog eyes for a piece.

[name] and his nasty habit of selflessly sharing his food that he desperately didn’t want to share was going to be the end of him one day, sanji thought to himself. he took a piece of fish into his mouth, smiling in satisfaction and his grin only growing wider when he saw the pleased look on [name]’s face grow more apparent as well.

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[welcome-to-oslov]

Can't help but ask: your thoughts on the hot assassin?

My thoughts: I think it's extremely tragic & sad situation for everyone involved. The "assassin", who's created a terrible future for himself & who I think clearly developed some sort of mental health issue that made it possible for him to do this (and I'm still not convinced there isn't an accomplice, maybe someone online or irl who egged him into this while his mental health was deteriorating during the months he disappeared from friends & family); obviously for the young kids & elderly mother of the guy who died; and for the millions of people suffering & dying from health issues made worse by barriers to care that could help them. Just like I don't understand how someone can literally kill another person for real, I also can't understand how someone shows up to work everyday to do tasks that make life harder for people who need help.

And of course, as our country somehow spirals into bizarro version of Oslov Unraveled, couldn't help but think of paralels! Lol sob

Just like this scenario, do you think that Tilrey's good-lookingness was part of what made it possible for his culture to ultimately accept him being a rebel disruptor? I mean, I guess obviously his looks are part of what made it possible for him to be the "key to Oslov": even after his kettleboy days were long gine, it's what entangled all the powerful people in continued relationships with him that gave him access & ability, made them indulge him hanging around as an almost-Upstart, overlook the ways he wasn't truly conforming to Drudge submission that they may not have in someone they didn't like looking at or liked projecting what kind of guy they wanted him to be onto him.

In our universe's case, obviously everyone would be losing interest atp if he weren't so damn cute. But I think that is more an indictment of what a DEARTH we have of reasonably baseline attractive guys in our country (even among celebs!) 😂😩😭 One comes along with a cute smile, in shape, and dresses nicely and we lose our collective minds lmao

I did have this exact thought! 😅 I follow a lot of romance writers who were claiming to be inspired by him. I haven’t been following it closely, but I kinda guessed the hot assassin would turn out to have mental health problems and/or problematic beliefs. It’s so dangerous to make anyone into your hero, especially a murderer (!). But at the same time, I’m terrified of the US healthcare system, especially after the ACA subsidies go away, because they make life possible for me right now. It’s messed up and scary. I hate that policies that demonstrably kill people have become normalized and are even seen by some as virtuous because capitalism. I feel all that rage too, and the desire for a Robin Hood figure to stand up and fight.

I really do think attractive people have a lot of pull in society, and a social movement has way more power once you put a face on it. Sure, it’s partly because of social media, but cults of personality existed during the French Revolution too. Marie Antoinette was incredibly memeable by both sides, whether it was the revolutionaries painting her as “Let them eat cake” or the royalists making her a martyr, and it was more about her image than her actual character.

Oslov barely even has traditional media—you have Upstarts passing those photos of Tilrey around, and you have Stefan playing a hot victim of social injustice in a stream, and that’s kinda it. But Stefan fired up the masses because he was hot and sad and unjustly accused, and Tilrey was in a position to use that power partly because he was hot and had access to the highest levels of government. I mean, he had to be smart too, but being hot was a key piece.

If the Unabomber had been hot, would there be a cult around him? I read his manifesto for research, and he was smart and made some fair points about the drawbacks of modern society if you disregard the terrible conclusions he drew from them.

Anyway, I do think that beauty sways people whether they want to believe it does or not. A beautiful bully is still just a bully, so looks aren’t enough on their own if you hate everything the person stands for. But a beautiful underdog or rebel is a powerful meme in the making. One of the things I like about The Hunger Games is that Suzanne Collins shows how much image-making goes into being a successful rebel in an image-driven society.

[lacrimosathedark]

PSA for Tim Drake Fanfic Writers

There's this thing I see in a lot of Tim fics that always has me immediately closing the fic. And I think it may be that people just aren't as obsessive about info as me and don't know, so I thought I'd make a little informational post.

Tim's mother was dead before he was officially accepted as Robin.

I see so many fics with Tim being around people like Conner and Stephanie and his mom is alive, when he wouldn't have been anywhere near meeting them. It drives me insane. So let me give you the rundown on Tim's start.

So, we all know A Lonely Place of Dying, right? Where Tim tracks Dick down to Haly's Circus, attempts to demand he return as Robin, gets taken to Wayne Manor, and when Batman and Nightwing get tangled up with Two-Face he becomes Robin to save them.

You may also know that Bruce refused to have another child in the field with him without intensive training over the course of several months.

During this training, an arc known as Rite of Passage, Jack and Janet Drake are kidnapped in Haiti by a...probably problematic villain called Obeah Man. He nearly kills them both, but Batman does get there to save them...only for Janet to accidentally drink poison and die and Jack to suffer severe nerve damage and drop into a coma.

This is why Tim could get away with a whole overseas training arc after that. His dad was comatose and his mom was dead. Bruce became his temporary legal guardian.

He also meets and ends up teaming up with Lady Shiva during this overseas training adventure. She's also the one who gave him his collapsible bo staff. And just for the record, she continually goaded Tim into killing her, as she is wont to do. Tim clearly didn't kill her, but he did defeat her in combat. So give my boy some respect for his skills please.

Hell, he knew Jean-Paul Valley before he knew Stephanie. Knightfall, when Bane famously broke Bruce's back, came before the introduction of Spoiler and Cluemaster.

And then Jack Drake is awake from his coma by the time Tim has met Bart, which was also before he met Kon.

Just...if Tim's Robin, his mom is dead, okay? Totally fair to make an AU because canon is wackadoo already but please label it cuz AUs are cool so long as I know that's what it is and if it's not labelled my brain decides the writer doesn't know what they're talking about and I can't read it even if it's one of the highest rated fics in my search and it causes me great pain because I NEED CONTENT 😭

Thank you for coming to my Tim Talk.

[findafight]

Building onto Jonathan and Nancy just leaving the kids while spooky stuff is happening. Steve is just in the background like hey, is anyone going to look out for the kids?

Other adults in the know, they'll be fine! We're SOLVING the goddamn problem

Steve, yeah no? Do you not know these kids? They need direct supervision otherwise they'll end up in the upside down without anyone else knowing until it's too late!

Robin, after joining the crew, yeah Steve is right! They are children whose favorite game is just finding loopholes in dnd law and exploiting them for profit.

Steve and Robin knows those kids are gonna cause trouble because they were kids who would be all up in it. (or at least, Robin for sure is. Too curious for her own good. I think Steve with life guarding experience would possibly be a bit more cautious, but he was still a boy in the 80s and probably went on little adventures.)

It's so funny that most of the adults and teens are like. it's fine. If we leave these kids with a history of not listening to instructions to stay put in order to do what they think will help to their own devices will surely not do anything drastic if they think there's something to be done! And Steve is going :( they shoved me in a car when I was unconscious I don't think you understand what they're capable of? Robin back me up. It was Dustin's idea to use the vents. Those kids are going to find trouble and apparently it's up to us to prevent them dying. again.

To be fair to nancy and jonathan, they don't really know what's going on in s3. They did team up when they ran into them. But in s2 Jon kinda ditches his family, which is wild (as he also has no reason really to help nancy?) and was also shown the gate. And they decided yeah no this is fine. no way our siblings, notorious for sticking their noses in government shit (at least mike was), will also discover something is wrong with this. it's fine. And then so do Joyce and Hopper? bonkers!

[stranger-rants]

What you said about Steve is so true. I like him, but I do agree after season 1, his character did kind of lose what had made him more interesting there. Some people in the fandom refer to him as a "redeemed mean girl," when we don't really see him as such, you know. Like, I know it's been a year in season 2 since 1, but some part of me definitely think it would've been more interesting to see him have some relapses, where he lashes out and goes back to "King Steve" for just a minute, and goes for where he knows hurts most, only for him to realize and try to backtrack or try to fix it and feeling awful for all that progress down the drain, y'know

He does “relapse” sometimes into being mean, but it’s less relapse and more being given the room to have human emotions. He can be King Steve and an interesting character at the same time - even “a good guy,” but the narrative (and fans) have to let him be that person. The Good and Bad false dichotomy is truly killing creativity. People have complex emotions. The “good” guys do bad things sometimes. The “bad” guys can make “good” choices. Furthermore, just because a character has changed from “bad” to “good,” doesn’t mean they have had significant character growth.

Character growth is not a bad to good progression. It’s the development the character is allowed to go through within the narrative which doesn’t require any moral or ethical changes. Steve had an interesting development in season two, I think, because he had to figure out what kind of person he wanted to be without his popularity, his posse, and… Nancy, but before he could really reach his potential, they made him The Ultimate Babysitter aka the only teenager on duty to protect the party which would have been okay if it was character growth for Steve, but it wasn’t. Steve as The Ultimate Babysitter became a plot device.

Steve’s role has literally involved moving the plot forward by getting the characters where they need to be and preventing those characters from injury and/or dying. Steve doesn’t exist for Steve. He exists for everyone else, and that’s kind of the problem. As such, they don’t really know what to do with Steve. The Duffers wanted him to be The Bully but when that fell through because they “fell in love” with Joe, they didn’t really have a backup plan. To me, that becomes more obvious in the third season when his rivalry with Billy - which had the most potential narratively for Steve - was dropped in order for Steve to be The Comedic Relief.

…and when I say this, I am not saying this with a shipping lens. Steve had his own antagonist. He had the makings of a character foil in Billy, who was another up and coming “king” of Hawkins. It would have been more interesting and helpful for his character development, to see Steve really having to come to terms with the kind of person he was before through his interactions with Billy rather than Steve just existing to “make up for” the kind of person he was before by being The Nice Guy Who Does Stuff for People now. The sailor suit. The ha ha Steve is a dumb loser version we get in season three did nothing for him.

Even within the story line that they chose for him, they dropped the ball on opportunities for him to wrestle with his feelings and emotions in any way that matters. Befriending Robin could have been a great opportunity for him to reflect on his queerphobic attitude towards other people before her, but no. We skip right to Steve is The Best Ally who reacts to situations like these in a socially acceptable manner despite not really showing the steps he would need to take to unlearn his past beliefs, and to me things like that aren’t fair because Steve gets a “tell, don’t show” kind of characterization that benefits his image to fans but does nothing for his actual character growth.

Compare that with Billy who does have quite an intense trajectory in his character development which ends in a pretty significant self sacrifice, but people don’t give him the same benefit of the doubt in personal, moral, and ethical growth from season two despite there being no evidence of him going around saying and doing the same harmful things he was doing before. It feels like Billy is at least awarded with a narratively satisfying arc in terms of development, but denied humanity by The Duffers and their fan base for really callous reasons while Steve is denied narratively satisfying character development while praised for basically nothing other than being a plot device.

[twcfaces]

@the-mocking-robin from x

"Miss me with the sob story, J. You think you're the only one who grew up in Gotham, barely scraping by? You think your tragic childhood didn't happen to every other kid on your block?"

Harvey Dent wasn't here right now. Two-Face could hardly be contained. He'd been cruel, now it was looking back at him, and his good eye reflected the deepest, darkest color of frozen earth.

Two-Face couldn't imagine not tossing his coin. It gave everyone the same chance. It was his and Harvey's way of agreeing, and of making sure Two-Face didn't kill them all.

It told him what to do.

"Your daddy made a mistake. Sure, he had his reasons, but he made his choice, and that's more than most people get before they're murdered in a drive-by or jumped in an alley. You know that. You've seen it. We got cops in Gotham that would kill a kid with a squirt gun just for fuckin' standing on the sidewalk. You've seen it with your own two eyes, all of it, and I gave your daddy a chance.

It could have been smooth fuckin' sailing for you and mama, but if your old man had given half of a shit about providing for you, he wouldn't have double-crossed Two-Face."

Fate had been tempted. What could Two-Face do but render a verdict? What could be more fair, more impartial, than a toss of his coin?

"Don't you start running your mouth about who I killed. You think every drug dealer you put down doesn't have a little boy and a sick wife at home? You think you haven't justified a murder by thinking that a thug is a thug and if he didn't want to get shot, he wouldn't be working for me, or the Joker, or Black Mask? Save it."

Jason has a gun. That's fine. Harvey wouldn't mind dying. Two-Face might.

It could be a coin toss. It could be fate.

"Or don't. Kill me. I'm tempting fate right now by talking to ya. I'll even let you flip for it. That's what makes it fair. Don't you get that?"

Nobody ever does. Not entirely. They mostly nod and dive for cover.

Of all of Arkham's regular residents - Harvey Dent might just be the one who needs it for his own good.

[megamind2010]

level and birth!!!!

oc firsts ask meme

LEVEL: If your OC has a class or uses a leveling system, what is it and when did they take their first level? If they don't, when would you consider them being skilled enough to start doing whatever they do now? How do they feel looking back on that first step now?

hmmm... i think the best analogue for this would be the first time she went out as ladybug while training with ted 🤔 at the time ted was a lot more nervous about it than nell was! very "my baby is going off to their first day of superhero school" despite ted being in her ear the whole time & nothing of note actually happening aside from robin dropping in on her to be like Hey man how's it going LOLLL looking back on it nell feels a little embarrassed at how she wasnt like. Instantly awesome and perfect at her job etc etc because a lot of hero work is like... learning as you go and having hands-on experience... but theres also a fair bit of fondness there too, because it was a really good time in her life where she was spending a lot of time with ted and feeling like she was really doing something Worthwhile. Ultimately a good memory if tinged with some general retrospective cringe

BIRTH: What was your OC's first experience with birth? A sibling, a pet, their own child?

his little brother alex! nell was six when alex was born and was at home with a babysitter when it actually happened... he really didnt like the change to routine that comes with a new baby and did struggle with his parents being focused on This Freaking Interloper but adjusted eventually. helped by the fact that alex was a really sweet baby and nell realised he really liked being an older sibling lol

sadly their next experience with birth wasnt. as good. Considering it involved their mother dying 😬 but they got another sweet baby brother out of it so in the end... its fine nell youll get over it

[crabknight]

Thoughts on the losers

Chrom: okayish, unfortunately voiced by M*tt

Robin, whom I have named Hildegard: she's silly, I made her very pretty :]

Lissa: benched in favor of Maribelle sorry

Frederick: LOVE HE very serious. Decided on a whim he should be with Maribelle and not Sully cause I like his supports with Mari

Sully: AMAZING LOVELY SO COOL I am normal about her C support with Miriel (gonna write a fic about it later when I get the B and A support)

Virion: FRENCH JUMPSCARE no like I didn't think he'd actually have a French accent in the voice acting. He's so cool I love him

Vaike: WHORE I wanna know why he acts like that, I wanna study him under a microscope

Mirial: MY SPECIAL LADY HOW I LOVE YOU SO she's a mage and also her C support with Sully is very good

Sumia: no strong opinions, ended up benching her in favor of Cordelia. I don't really need her anymore cause she's already served her purpose of being Chrom's wife

Maribelle: THE!!!!! THE HER!!!!!!!!!! I LOVE HER SO VERY MUCH. SHE'S SO PERFECT!!!!!! AND I THOUGHT SHE WAS JUST A LITTLE RUDE AND BOSSY BUT THEN HER C SUPPORT WITH FREDERICK!!! GIRL IS NOT LAZY, SHE'S WILLING TO PUT IN THE WORK!!!!!!

Panne: lovely lady, adore her. I like her introduction with Emmeryn :]

Gaius: I don't use him a lot but he's poggers. I like his intro with him just wanting candy, what a mood

Cordelia: neat :] I love her intro with Phila and how horrible she feels about the other ladies dying. Just. Ough. I hope she gets a big hug or smth

Gregor: the ideal man honestly, 10/10

Nowi: I don't hate her as much as I thought I would. Aside from her design, she's great

Libra: boy man totally. Lovely design, lovely intro, very excited about his VA because I really love her as H'aanit

Tharja: did not expect to like her at all but she's good. I like her intro

Flavia: SO AWESOME I LOVE HER

Basilio: Patrick Seitz moment fr!!!

Emmeryn: blood guts horror forever. Crying 1 billion tears. Don't speak her name! amirite

Chrom: Yeah I've never been a big fan of him tbh

Hildegard: OMGGG VERY PRETTY INAUSGFIUANSDGF great design for your robin

Lissa: Yeah I mean that's fair, I have a habit it using the first healer I get as the healer for the rest of the game so I use Lissa a lot, also because I love Owain too much to not use. Don't really have anything to say about her personality

Frederik: I mean, how can you not love him, he is great, you should see his supports with chrom, I find them funny

Sully: Yeah she slaps, definitly my favorite of the two cavs

Virion: Virion is pretty fun I cannot lie, and I will say, I was fully expecting him to be french

Vaike: YESSS YOU UNDERSTAND HE'S JUST MY DUMB FUCKING LOSER JOCK

Miriel: me when big words, she is very cool I also like her, important question here, who will marry her?

Sumia: Yeah I have no strong opinion either

Maribelle: I'm very happy for you that you love maribelle this much, it's great to see

Panne: Yeah she's pretty cool, I like her supports with Virion and her kid can become pretty strong

Gaius: There really isn't that much more to him than candy puns in my experience, but he can become pretty good

Cordelia: Yes very true, her intro is definitly one of the best

Gregor: MY MAN GREGOR HOW I LOVE YOU SO YOU ARE MY HUSBAND AND I LOVE YOU FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER fun fact I married him in my most recent playthrough

Nowi: yeah that's fair, I still hate her tho I am not a fan of her personality and everything, shame that her kid is so cool tho

Libra: the man ever what can i say

Tharja: yeah honestly, behind the sexualisation of her outfit and in everything happening outside of the game, I honestly quite like her, her personality is actually pretty fun and I like her supports

Flavia: YESSSS VERY AWESOME HELLO FLAVIA

Basilio: me when seitz

Emmeryn: sorry I suppose I just spoke her name