#u do not understand.... they're gonna make me freak out

[bluerevs-a]

          the gesture is unbelievably simple , certainly nothing ulterior or clandestine about the soft weight of her head on his shoulder . still , river can feel his heart shake off its cobwebs of dormancy at her closeness . he can’t remember the last time he felt this sensation : the jackhammer thud against his ribcage , his pulse in his ears , surely strong enough to move the fabric of his shirt . cass had a talent of dashing through his pretenses , and under normal circumstance river may have pulled away and re-adjusted one of his well-polished masks , but not tonight . tonight , he yields . attentive as she speaks , hanging on every word , wondering if they would ever reach the root of whatever this was between them . “ i don’t think you’re trying to change me , cass. ” he pushes a breath of air from his nose , weighing if it was wise to continue his train of thought , “ but it probably wouldn’t be a bad thing if i did . change might do me good . i feel faulty most days . ”  he winces as the words leave his mouth , the honesty feeling excessive . the night air grows unbelievably oppressive around him , lungs thick and gummy as she delves further . he understood this as a mutual surrender of their suffering , even if it was only alleviated until daylight . when he moved to rest his head atop her own , the idea of waving that white flag felt easier .  " you terrify me in general , since we're sharing secrets . . . but tell me who is that is exactly . the person you choose to be , i mean . ” 

aims to toe the line between casual and intimate , settling for the act of resting her head against his shoulder . while this conversation was uncharted territory , she can feel the mutual push and pull , delicate intricacies tucked between weighted confessions that beg to be shared like a sacred litany for a two - person clergy . notices the way he avoids her gaze , doe eyes silently imploring him to speak nonetheless . “ i . . . ” a fragmented piece of a larger whole , wide range of sudden emotion sticking to her ribs , constricting until she has to remind herself to inhale and exhale . his sentiment proves that this is far beyond simple infatuation , their affection not fitting the description of giddy and fickle . it felt substantial , endearment towards river able to warm her every time it coursed through her veins and subdue whatever static was filling her head . “ well . . . you know i don’t want you to change , right ? if it's organic , that's fine but i don’t want you to think that i’m trying to morph you into someone else . ” their environment provided enough carbon copies of its residents , both of them outliers in their own right . “ i think i could sense the sadness because a part of me was carrying it around , too . ” she’s torn between biting her tongue or elaborating but reasons that he’s far more deserving of the latter . “ you were — are — the only thing that feels real to me sometimes . things can feel so fabricated and monotonous but you've never expected anything from me . i just am who i am . it’s terrifying and exhilarating to feel that mix but you’re the only person who can make me feel it because you’re willing to see me for whoever i choose to be . ” 

[tiredsmashbros]

SMG34: LIPBITE COMIC WIP UPDATE

oh boy... i know a bunch of folks are hyped for this comic... and boy oh boy are ya'll's prayers going to be heard... kind of... butt for the celebration milestone, and granted majority are from this comic, i thought it was best to give EVERYTHING that i have currently.

starting off STRONG with what you freaks most want: the completed pages. andddd yep that's it that all that i have done LMAO. i've been fixated on my own smg4 oc: tsb, and during the end of my summer was unfortunately fucked over by some personal issues that fortunately got resolved last minute good grief the anxiety prevented me from drawing the gays sigh... aNYWAYS LINEART WIPS!!!!

here are linearts i have completed / in the progress of!! want to aim like i did in the past by finishing up lineart first, and then speed through with color + minor rendering. the reason i have a few colored is to test out what it would look polished and my god... i have improved A LOT. THESE GAY PEOPLE GIVE POWER I AM NOT KIDDING BELIEVE ME IM NOT CRAY- anyways onto wip pages!

jumpscare: tsb stickman sketches. oh yeah. this is how i sketch and i blame sensei eiichiro oda /j. and in case anyone is unable to understand it {i don't blame u LMAO}, smg4 wakes up from the dream and is startled to see mario by his bed. they have a short convo before mario leaves, and we get a job to smg4 in the bathroom trying to put up a brave face. until the moment he leaves he's stunned due to seeing smg3 at his front door. will i elaborate more on specifics or unwritten dialogue? NOPE! gotta keep secrets to make it even more enjoyable at the end!!

currently at 13 sketched pages total, but this is probably gonna be reaching towards 20-ish pages, surpassing part two, but it will depend on how i come up with how to end it. additionally to confirm there will be a PART FOUR / chapter 3, to end this story. my goal is to have it done before i finish my senior year, or at least during the summer after i graduate bc good lord who knows whats gonna happen.

and lastly, before i end this crazy update, SCRAPPED PAGESSS!!!!!

CONTENT WARNING : NSFW SKETCHES !!!! PLEASE LOOK AWAY IF YOU ARE A MINOR OR DON'T LIKE THIS TYPE OF STUFF!!!

oh boy... dont draw comics while sleep-deprived at 6am... idek what i was even aiming with this ngl other than just for fun, but i scrapped it due to not being what i had in mind for the story. if it doesn't serve a purpose or narrative, its bye bye YEAH BYE BYE THIS IS THE CLOSEST NSFW UR GONNA GET FROM ME HAHAHAHAHA- i say that despite writing a nsfw jojo wattpad smh im only confident doing it in words good lord. btw not watermarking these bc i gen don't care since they're legit scrapped {left top part was kept and completed} so idk what to do with these. im just throwing it and walkin away

now to end with this update, i can hear your question, "when will this be done?" and to answer that question: i'm not entirely sure due to my heavy focus on my smg4 oc: tsb, but my best chance is postponing my oc lore a bit and complete this before november UOIYGJDSIUHJKDWSXYUGHJKCS but we shall have too see...

if you want to join the ping list comment on this post LMAO [click]

ignore below if you're not from the tsb birthday partydddjdhdhdjd

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thurs: smg34 is canon in the tsb universe / au. though most of their encounters are platonic or best-friendy-way, they eventually express their feelings to one another and start dating 3/4’s way of the tsb storyline arc. tsb is a supporter of his friend's relationship and admires and takes inspiration from their relationship heavily to input his future love life. yearning to be in a similar position... to learn what is to really love someone... or what it's truly like to be loved...

[wordbunch]

Time to say a handful of things abt s02 finale!!!

under the cut so you can avoid it! :)

However I am very much looking forward to reading everyones comments opinions feelings etc ♡

Did I expect to cry over the death of freaking king durin in the first 0.3 minutes??? That scene was so incredibly well done and I was like omg am I glad to be witnessing this for the first time🥹😭 yes I'm still pissed I couldn't see LOTR in cinemas cause I was still in freaking diapers

NAAARSILLLLLLLL narsil our beloved, I was squealing, yes OUT LOUD. narsil bbygirl you will always be famous 💅🏻 elendil go slay

I know yall pay him dust but ISILDUR I always love to see him and I love him and theo being the resident trouble brothers duo (its giving merry and pippin but Doomed). Sorry not sorry but yall moved on too fast (I DIDNT!) from the fact he feels guilty for his moms death. pls i am HUGGING HIM! his doe eyes I am deceased. pls I just want to stare at his face for eternity. MY PERSONAL HEADCANON WAS CONFIRMED 😩💦 that boy kisses like he is STARVEDDDD

[Redacted thoughts here]

Stranger yes we knew he was gonna be gandalf but. I love a name drop. I love Tom and I love choosing friendship over power and I love the staff and I love everything . They're giving me my childhood dreamlike feeling and I am so grateful I get to see a glimpse of that story 🥹💛

So many SPEECHES foreshadowing SO MANY THINGS. I am obsessed. The absolute cruelty of celebrimbors death and the death of his works....the one SINGLE TEAR on annatars face....dare I say peak p o e t I c cinema.

Where do I even begin with HALADRIEL ���️✨️✨️ charlie the lord of acting and just like. in his eyes you can see everything and more. I need to write a dissertation on their duel istg

The way he didnt hesitate to absolutely PURR "GALADRRRIEL" every. single. time. [Redacted thoughts]

I WOULD HAVE PLACED A CROWN ON YOUR HEAD.

do you want me to like die?????

I SEE YOU.

yes actually they do want me to die.

HUMAN HALBRAND???

And RIP to me indeed.

[Ultra redacted thoughts]

I audibly WHIMPERED. sweet lord i was like My poor babygirl has to endure this manipulation 😩😩😩😩 he stooped so low and I was so here for it but girl i would have F O L D E D 😔✊🏻

Then galadriel on galadriel violence??? The only thing better than galadriel TWO galadriels actually.

but then.

the elrond and rivendell of it all. rob aramayo has never looked more gorgeous than when he took nenya to heal Gal. WE GET TO SEE HEALER ELROND GROWING INTO HIMSELF WITH OUR OWN EYES!!!! you don't UNDERSTAND i spent 20 YEARS dreaming of rivendell and now I get to see it coming to be!!!! 😭😭😭😭😭💚💚💚💚 the way that you can see gears turning in his head as he takes the ring. the camerawork ate and devoured i fear - with your own eyes you can see him growing. developing. like yes I am feeling more ready to take charge of some things. what if I CAN do it. what if I CAN make so many things and people so much better????

and u will babyboy 🥹🥹🥹🥹

Do i even need to add i had full body chills at the scene of elrond,gil,galadriel and arondir!!!!!!! on the cliff!!!!!!

BITCH THE SUN STILL RISES!!!!! Pity CAN defeat sauron!!! friendship and light DO WIN over darkness!!!! The tolkienism of it all. i will rewatch a hundred times and then some.

[thatdeadaquarius]

Genshin Sagau (?) Isekai Brainrot - Language

I've seen like ONE small kinda related Genshin Sagau/isekai idea for this but I wanted more of it so BAD

It’s not the most interesting thing in the world, it’s about our modern vernacular vs. Teyvat's flowery speech

Pls feel free to expand on or add to this pLEASE TAG ME IF U DO IM STARVING OUT HERE :)))

So I saw someone write like one sentence abt this (can’t remember who :( sorry I’ll update if I find them ) or like a brutally honest version??

But I also took inspo from how fucking wordy and long conversations that are in Genshin, even with ppl like Xiao (the rude boy that he is) or even Tighnari who gets to the point pretty quickly

It goes smth like:

So, all of Teyvet, (esp ppl like Zhongli 💀 u know the ones) talk,, flowery.

Like, the whole Pride and Prejudice style speaking, euphemisms, metaphors, for some characters (or Npcs) its full on POETRY. 

Lookin’ at you Kazuha.

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And going off of any variation of you being the Creator, (or otherwise an older mythical being?), they could have this thing where the older a deity/mythical thingy is, the simpler the speech. 

Kinda makes sense to them y’know? The older beings are serious, commanding, intimidating

And nothing says "I'm ancient as fuck and powerful as fuck" like simple blunt speech.

And being closer to the literal creation of the world, language would understandably be less complex (I’m assuming it’s the same as in human cultures in our world's history)

Like literally look at our fantasy typical stories, plenty of them have a dragon or ancient god that speaks in extremes, like so flowery its a metaphor, or so bluntly its startling (ie, "Be not afraid." "I am all powerful." etc etc)

And so, ancient powerful being = direct/blunt speech

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...Y'know,, almost like our modern vernacular.

Like, part of some of our modern day comedy is purely based on a sentence being delivered bluntly for impact

Hell our ads and videos and content in general we always want to get to the point, to say things simply

So with this in mind, even if you try to deny being the Creator, they might still think you are, or at least a more minor ancient deity/creature

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(like the Seven Sovereigns/Phanes/Shades/etc. for example would sound eerily modern or at least easy for you to understand bc of this trait lol)

(Also I'm just assuming u know Genshin lore enough to know what I meant by that ^)

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So, I love the AU where you just,, hitch a ride with the traveler like Paimon bc u start at the "beginning of the game",

And with every person you meet, you're like, "Ok, no, I promise this is just how my country/world speaks, it's not like that, I'm not some ancient deity…" 

And They're all like 🤨🤨🤨 "Well, fine traveler and companions, why does your speech sound so simplistic and sharp? Surely, you do not expect me to truly believe you.."

You: "Please I just talk like this, I'm a regular human."

Them: "Alright, if it is as you say,, you wish to not experience being "known" yes? Fear not, I will keep your secrets close to my chest."

You: "No, for the last time, that's not-" 

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And it just keeps happening, lol

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(srry I tried my best at emulate Genshin language + flowery speech idk how to do it)

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Like maybe you would just sound weird or like a foreigner speaking y’know in simpler sentences bc they don't know the language as well as native speakers, at least that could be how you sound to NPCs and ppl who don’t know abt simpler speech meaning

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...But the Adepti? Zhongli?? Barbatos maybe??? Even the Aranara??? Those who are old enough to maybe have heard how older beings speak or at least have knowledge of how they should speak/sound??

You couldn’t have predicted how shocked their faces were the second you opened you’re mouth… 

Sumeru scholars would freak tf out i stg, as soon as you meet Haypasia, she's already losing it, first the Irminsul progress, now this ancient being/Creator?? Girlie thinks its a sign lmao

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(I’m an Aether lover, and also bc I think Lumine looks badass as Abyss ruler, so I’m gonna go with Aether for traveler sorry Lumine mains love yall T-T)

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You, and Aether being equally confused at first pLEASE 😭 

lets say he speaks a little more fluffy than you at least, after all I’m assuming bc of the outfit that he’s from a fantasy-like place, and his replies can be a little fluffy like Teyvat’s residents, so he kinda fits in, kinda like everybody assumes he's just from another country when he gets to a new nation (at least that’s what I think happens??)

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Like after (maybe Diluc?) Lisa, Kaeya, Venti, and Jean (who I think would all be knowledgeable, thru diff means, about this enough to maybe recognize the simpler speech = ancient god thing)

ALL reacted shocked as hell at hearing you talk, and would probably explain (or Paimon before then?) in that infuriatingly roundabout way, that you would usually skip a couple dialogue boxes just to avoid bc yOU ALREADY GOT THE POINT or alternatively WHATS THE POINT HERE?? JUST SAY IT, WHATS THE COMMISSION/QUEST FOR/WHAT DO I DO??

(Those blue highlights be savin my impatient life, and i actually like lore stuff 💀)

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Oh that’s also another frustration. For you.

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It would drive me crazy if I had to wait like,, 2-3 minutes for ppl to explain what they ate for dinner or sm shit

Like, now imagine that’s everyone, about everything.

You don’t know how anything gets done in battles or wars, like you need faster communication for that right??💀

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Anyway, you, Aether and Paimon decide you just gotta not talk when you first meet people or like,, make sure you're gonna be around that person for a while so you don’t have to possibly get someone over the shock of your speech every time you guys talk to people 😭 that'd be so miserable I can already tell,,

Like at first, every convo ya’ll have had with people who recognize that direct speech trait as a thing, would take at least 10 minutes to finish talking about it/being shocked,,

It got so old so fast.

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(Like I already can’t communicate that good with ppl irl bc I misunderstand them, or they do me, or they just dont get what I mean, and as my friends put it, which I think would fit here for any language shenanigans we go thru in Teyvat, "A Shakespearean level of misunderstanding, hilarious but such a downward spiral to watch, it just gets more and more ridiculous as it goes on...")

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On another note, making fun of someone would be so fucking funny,

I’d like to give myself the benefit of the doubt that many characters, after getting used to your speech, would generally understand you (even if they always notice it, like an accent) and would actually rlly love hearing insults or even just generally how you would put things

(like maybe treating this almost like those vids of ppl with non-native english speaknig relatives/parents and its the most hilarious thing to watch them, usually get pissed 😭, at their kid, if u dont know what I mean look up on tiktok or smth)

And You just come off like those insults where you dont even use cuss words, you just like, drag queen read them into never showing their face again, and you did it in so few words!! 

They're amazed and oh, 

you've become the John Mulaney of Teyvat 

(Bad examples include:

Fontaine inventor: "...And I shall call my invention, crocks!"

You: "I wouldn't even be cremated in those." ) 

*Aether crying laughing in the background bc he never knows what you’re gonna say next, and Paimon's jaw dropped so hard

JFC this post is so long sorry, I probably will spam with a Part 2 but let me know if you’re interested in hearing more anyway!!

Thanks for reading this rambling!!

Or send in asks abt this 👀

Cheers,

🌒🌊🌧Aquarius♒️🌌🌘

[oogaboogaspookyman]

Soooo a reply in the most recent Oil Is Thicker Than Blood release (by @dronebiscuitbat ) gave me an idea! And threw my impulse control out of my window!

BE WARNED: this contains a more than implied spicy Nuzi scene, which is canon in the universe of Oil Is Thicker Than Blood. I also tried my best to finish this so be also warned for potentially sucky writing lmao

Edit: I FOUND THE GUY THAT INSPIRED THIS SHIT IT'S @/makiyu23 THANK YOU DUDE THIS WAS SO MUCH FUN I WOULDN'T HAVE MADE THIS WITHOUT YOU

[EAVESDROPPING]

That red eyed freak... She's gonna pay.

Crawling in the vents. She always loved crawling around, whether it's the roof, the walls, or the ventilation systems, it always felt so good and satisfying.

This time didn't feel good the usual way now. It felt good like a revenge. Fitting.

While she's doing that, she found a few trinkets along the way! Neat! Things to look at instead of her glasses! She always disliked looking at her own glasses out of boredom, it brings memories she doesn't have consent for... Y'know what else she didn't consent to?

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Let's not joke about that time, V...

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Anyway! Back to searching through the vents! And sending those updates on the red thing stuff too!

"robo-god i fucking love crawling it's satisfying like-..." She stops for a moment... Then sighs... "Let's not ramble about these things alone V, you'll seem crazier than you already are..."

After long minutes of crawling around in the vents and sending updates on the search, she started to hear something...

Talking?

There's people talking...

There's people talking.

"Look, i'm just sayin', we can't have these Murder Drones in 'ere at all, ya know their body count? As someone who like- counts the deaths and missing drone cases, i say they're up to like- the THOUSANDS!"

"You know Khan's orders and announcement, they're living with us now, end of. We cannot keep having this conversation, Sean..."

"Susan please just- just understand what i'm trying to say here!"

"We can't keep up a relationship if all you're gonna ramble about is the Murder Drones wanting to make amends."

A Worker with an irish accent... Rambling to another, 50% masculine 50% feminine and 100% tired sounding, about the fact that she and N are living in the bunker with them and how he's against it. Of course. If she could drop down right then and there... She would. But she can't, she made a promise... Stupid promise but hey, she cares about that idiot.

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Stupid feelings, stupid concept of caring, stupid core, now she feels all mushy and gross...

Ughh, get back to work you trauma bag!

Beep. Update sent. And as she crawls around the vents, a message for Lizzy. Heehee Lizzy she cute- SHUT UP BRAIN.

SD-V: yo liz i caught two people talking while i crawled in the vents, wanna hear?

A few seconds later...

Lizthequeen: OMG yes!!! drop the gossip gurl!!!

SD-V: so theres these two workers talkin shit about me and n for obvious reasons and apparantly these two workers are also a dumb lovey dovey couple

Lizthequeen: oh shiz you talking about sean and susan??? oh theyre having constant problems with their relationship i heard!!

SD-V: thats what im saying. theyre in constant problems with their relationship yeah

Lizthequeen: they are fr?? daaayyuummm gurl...... are they breaking up now???

V stopped to look back and crawl a little backwards to hear...

"... Susan- Susan please don't do this to me-"

"No no no no you know what? You know what? We're done here, all you ramble about is your racism, fuck you and fuck off"

"Susan please!"

Then a slam... Then a sigh...

"... WELL GOOD RIDDANCE I FUCKING GUESS!"

She began crawling forward again... God damn.

SD-V: yup

Lizthequeen: RN????? HOLY SHIT?????

SD-V: yup

Lizthequeen: they finally broke up........ thank you for sharing the info bestie i owe u so much

SD-V: yeah you owe me a good hanging out

What the FUCK. WHY DID YOU SEND THAT WHY DID YOU SAY THAT

V immediately stopped messaging in flustered frustration, yellow filling her visor and embarrassment filling her... Everything. Fuck's sake.

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Lizthequeen: what do u mean by that ;3c

SD-V: nothing shut up buzz off im busy anyway BYE

Then to the right goes the program...

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That was stupid.

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Okay that's processed.

As she crawled by, she began to hear more chatter... Right, people exist.

"Guy imma need to talk to ya"

"Oh no. My name in b flat. I'm in trouble"

"More like i wanna discuss something with you regarding the whole Khan's daughter and N thing..."

"... Am i in trouble?"

"Stop saying you're in trouble, i just wanna talk"

PFFFFT

"“Stop saying you're in trouble” yeah shut up before you get in trouble hehehehehe-"

"What the HELL was that?!"

V squeaked in surprise, then yelled back, attempting to threaten the two into submission.

"YOU BETTER NOT TRY ME OR I WILL DROP DOWN AND RIP YOU TO SHREDS YOU TOASTERS!!"

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"Okay, no need to yell lass, we would've listened anyway"

"Yeah what Han said"

V sighed in relief and kept crawling and sending updates. Situation avoided.

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Crawling by crawling by, crawling by for the sake of your life~

This is getting really boring, i fucking hate this now i wanna go home~

She sang as she crawled in the vents, sending updates every few as she found new things and new gossip, making herself laugh a little as she crawled... She needed those laughs and those moments. She needed a break from the tension and the fear. The dread. That red eyed freak...

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That red eyed freak.

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"You want me to lead?" She heard, faintly, as she crawled about...

What in the god damn?? Uzi??

"Lay down then"

What????????

She crawled forward and stopped to hear the possible new gossip...

...

What the fuck are they doing down there.

"Relax, okay?"

"O-okay..."

Uzi?? N?? What are they...

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Oh they can't be.

"I-i'm not t-that insteresting"

"You're gorgeous, actually"

"Shouldn't i be saying that to y-you?"

Nuh uh they're not i don't believe... N would be a bottom though.

A little more of hearing from inside the vents, it becomes clearer as every second passes. She can't move.

She jerks a leg forward, yet it's stiff. She can't move.

She tries the same with one arm, it's stiff too. She can't move.

She tries to at least launch herself forward, but her whole body is stiff. She can't move.

She sighs... I can't move... I can't stop hearing...

"Ngh... Uzi..."

JUST MOVE LET THEM BE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOVE MOV

She jerks an arm, trying to continue crawling.

Again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

And again.

FINALLY.

She manages to continue crawling by...

After ceaseless crawling, ending up finding nothing, and having heard quite the event... You think she'll have a word or two for them about it?

She's laid down across the ground, alone in her nest in the spire, seemingly dissociating after the events that transpired...

"Well... Damn." Her last words said in surprise.

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We never got to go far in our relationship.

She swapped her hand up with the submachine gun and aimlessly let loose a barrage of bullets, drowning her thoughts in noise. Drowning her sorrows in noise.

Heavy breathing, panting.

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"Let's not think of that, V..."

[lonelychicago]

Trick or treat bitch (fics edition)

here, have a silly lil ficlet bc i love u <3

“Kiss me, quick!”

Eddie blinks at Buck, but the blonde is staring up at him, all intense urgency, and he does understand all the words in the sentence, so he does what any rational person who's been in love with their best friend for five years now, would do— He leans in and presses his lips against Buck's.

Because, why wouldn't Eddie take the chance? Buck asked Eddie to kiss him and really, his mind never quite works like normally when he's around Buck. All common sense and logic that Eddie posseses flies out the window as soon as Buck is less than two feet away from him.

Still, Eddie is freaking out inside. He tries to keep the kiss chaste and innocent, tries to hide his shaking hands and tries to not let all his feelings of pure devotion and adoration pour out of him.

But then Buck is grabbing his shirt when Eddie tries to pull back and slides his tongue against his lips.

So apparently, they're making out now.

Eddie thinks this must be one of his recurrent dreams— even though this one feels realer than any of the others he's had.

When they finally pull apart, Eddie's gaze falls to Buck's lips— all spit slick and swollen.

His voice is more than a little raw when he asks, "I'm gonna need you to tell me what the hell was that about, Buck."

"I, uh— You know Andrew? The new probie?"

Eddie blinks slowly, confused by the change of subject.

"Yeah?"

"He was going to ask you out." Buck looks down, heat rushing to his cheeks. "And I kinda panicked."

"Andrew was gonna ask me out?"

"Yeah."

"And you... panicked? And asked me to kiss you?"

"I, uh..." Buck scratches the back of his neck and avoids Eddie's gaze. "Yeah. Can we just forget this happened?"

"Were you jealous?" Eddie pushes.

"I think Hen is calling—"

Eddie tsks and shakes his head, just to lurge forward and grab Buck by his cheeks, pulling him into another kiss.

"Just so you know, I'm in love with you, idiot." Eddie mutters against his lips. "Now shut up and kiss me again, okay?"

They're so close that Buck's eyes go cross but he nods, their foreheads brushing as he does. "Yeah, okay."

[gazsluckyhat]

Sarah's House

Seven - Sunlight

Masterlist

So first off. Super important. A lot of victims of SA become hypersexual. It's normal and happens alot. SO DO NOT COME AT ME WITH BULLSHIT. Unless you have been through it hush.

Now, this one is SMUT. Super long and dirty. So enjoy!

Price knew he shouldn't take the mission. The outcome seemed obvious, or so he thought. Until he wasn't anymore.

or

Like calls to like. Or something of the sort.

Price sits with Sarah in his lap until her breathing finally evens. Her head tucked into his neck, his hand rubbing circles and humming in her ear. Anything to calm her. He knows Ghost is long gone with her father by now, his flight rapidly approaching. His shirt is damp, snot and tears soaking the sleeve.

"Lets go inside, Lovie, ya'?" She nods agaisnt him. Price stands with her in his hold easily, her weight nothing. He catches Johnny at the door, he pulls it open so they can easily come inside. Sarah shivers when they get in, the air conditioning colder than she expected. Reaching for Johnny's arm she tapped her finger agasint it. -.. .- -.. / --. --- -. . Dad gone?

"Ya' lassie. Ghost took 'em." She turned back into Price's chest and started to cry again, this time much softer.

"Shhh. It's okay darlin'. It's all gonna be okay." Price spoke sweetly, doing anything he could think of to calm her down. Gaz nodded towards her, arms outstretched.

"Let me 'ave her." Price shifted her over, her body easily molding into him. "Promised I'd do your' hair, ya'?" Sarah nodded, closing her eyes as he carried her upstairs.

Gaz has her sitting on the bathroom counter, back facing the mirror. She'd almost freaked when they'd walked in. He still didn't fully understand why. She kept her eyes closed as he cut her hair. Making it even and adding some nice layering. She'd whimpered and leaned into him when he'd started brushing her hair. The knots not even bothering her. Gaz had set up his phone, music playing softly.

"This looks good on you. Wanna see?" Her eyes snap open, fear clear as day. She shakes her head, silently begging him. "Hey, easy. What's wrong?"  Tears are pricking in her eyes again. What does she say? I can't look at the pathetic girl in the mirror because she quite actually makes me sick to my stomach? Or The girl in the mirror is nothing but a broken shell of who I spent my life avoiding to become? No, she can't tell him that. She couldn't stand to have him look at her with pity.

"U-g-ly." He pushes her hair out of her face and holds her head straight. Getting eye level as he talks. She can't look away, not with how he's holding her cheeks, but she doesn't even want to. Gaz's eyes are dark but light at the same time. They're so different from Johnny's. But she could stare at both forever.

"Listen to me. You are not ugly, love. Never could be. Don't let them take anything else away from you, okay? You make my heart race, have since I saw you all cleaned up for the first time. Prettiest thing around here. Way better than them boys downstairs." Sarah chuckles and Gaz kisses the fallen tears off her cheeks. Lingers there for a few minutes, Sarah drinks him in. The warmth of his breath, the way his lips feel and how he smells. She wants to stay like that, wants to actually kiss him. Wants him to tangle those hands in her hair, leave bruises along her neck and collar bone. He pulls back and Sarah swears she sees something like hunger in his eyes. He hides it with a smile and places his hands at his sides.

"Would you be willing to try and shower? Need ta' get that hair off ya'." Sarah straightens up. She knows she needs one. Hasn't been really clean in two years. Whore baths only going so far. But the fear is there, along her shoulders and in her chest. "I'll be right here, or I could get Price or Soap." Sarah nods, reaching for his hand.

"Don-t leav-e?" Gaz squeezes her hand and smiles at her.

"Never." He starts the water up, back to her. Sarah slips off the counter and kicks off her pajamas. She steps closer to the shower, fear enveloping her. Gaz turns around and quickly averts his eyes. He tells himself to be respectful, even if he wants to just trace her body with his fingers. He can tell she's scared. She is shaking her hands a little. "Is it warm enough?" She's frozen beside him. Sarah tells herself this is different, she's not being hurt, she's gonna get clean. She suddenly has a idea, not sure if Gaz will even agree. She turns to face him, trying to use her best puppy dog face.

"Sh-ow-er wi-th me?" Gaz blushes, eyes studying her face. She's batting those pretty green eyes at him and God, he can't say no to her. He nods. Her lips forming a smile.

"Of course, pretty." He strips to his boxers, not wanting to make her uncomfortable. But she stops him before he can get in, her fingers pointing at his hips, a confused look on her face. "Oh, don't wanna make you uncomfortable." She's shaking her head, pointing at her own naked body. Gaz was trying really hard not to look at it, man. Even malnourished she's beautiful.

"Naked." She touching his hips, finger tips slipping into the waistband and snapping it. Fuck, Gaz has to take a deep breath. Beg the blood to stay where it's at. But he nods and pulls them down his legs, kicking them to the side. He catches the way her eyes wander over him, focusing on each section. He's worried he's ruined it, made the moment weird. "Hand-some." She takes his hand and pulls him into the shower with her. She hides in the dry spot, right out of the stream. Water is warm and Sarah tries to relax. She wants to be able to enjoy the water again. Used to love swimming and bathing and long hot showers. Gaz stands in the stream, droplets splashing off him and onto her.

"Let me help you." And he's grabbing her, placing her back to his front, ignoring the need he feels. "Take deep breaths love. Try and relax for me." And she does, even leans her head back on his shoulder. Allows the water to wet her hair, face and body. It's nice. Really nice. With Gaz behind her, rubbing her arms and humming in her ear she relaxes. Allows the tension to wash away with the water. She also tries her best to ignore the heavy and warm body part resting agaisnt the base of her back. Ignores how it's dribbling something sticky onto her skin or how her brain is imaging it agaisnt her tongue. She has a feeling it'd weigh it down and fill the space easily.

"Want me to wash yor' hair?"

"Mhmm." He does, takes his time and scratches her scalp. Lathers the conditioner in it and lets it sit. Hands her a loofa with a nice smelling soap on it and looks away when she runs it across her chest and between her legs. Washes her back for her, then happily rinses the thick hair clear. They stay like that until the water runs cold, Sarah immediately getting out. Gaz chuckles and wraps her in a fluffy towel, chooses to wrap one around his hips. He towel dries her hair until it's just damp. Helps her get dressed in a pretty pink top and the softest sweats she's ever had. And of course wears the pink slippers he bought her. She follows him to his room, watches as he grabs his clothes. Loves the way his back muscles move as he gets dressed. Almost drools when he drops the towel and she gets a clear view of his ass. Thanks whatever God sent this man her way. She always was a ass girly.

"Enjoying the view?" He smirks at her and she nods. He flexes his arms at her and kneels right in front of her. "So pretty." Sarah surprises him. She leans down an grabs his face, planting her lips on his. It's quick and simple and then she's pulling back. Leaving Gaz shocked and frozen. Johnny calls her name down the hall and she jumps up to follow. Gaz stays stuck to the hardwood.

Ghost closes the door behind him and is greeted with Sarah firmly placed between Johnny and Price, a game on the telly. They're explaining the rules and what is going on to her. He can see from here she's confused. Even chuckles to himself as he makes his way in. He decides to save her from boredom by asking her to help.

"Flower, wanna help with dinner?" She's standing up and by his side in a instant. Her green eyes shining as she follows into the kitchen. Ghost easily lays out the ingredients they need, pork chops, flour, eggs, cream and various other things. "Come 'mere. Stand in front of me." He puts her where he wants, and wraps his arms around her.

"Gonna teach you how." And he does. But she doesn't process a damn thing. No, because she is too focused on his breath agaisnt her neck, or the feeling of his arms trapping her agaisnt him. The rhythmic beat of his chest and the way he massages the seasoning into the meat. His hands are the opposite of Gaz's. Way bigger, thick fingers and callouses. But god if she doesn't wanna taste them. Feel them in her mouth, suck the cream right off of them. Two would burn so good inside of her, might even ease the feelings away. Wonders if he'd use one or both. Maybe his mouth? God she hasn't had that even before she went missing. Hard to find a guy that actually enjoys eating her out. Or who's even good at it. Maybe Gaz is good at it too. Fuck, what about both of them, together. That causes her moan, just a little bit. She doesn't mean too and tries to hide it but Ghost has super hearing.

"You okay Flower?" Her cheeks are bright red. He can feel the way her heart is beating. Knows that she moaned, but he wants to know why. What has her moaning, her back tense, her breathing labored. She nods agaisnt his chest but he knows she's lying. Can feel it in his bones. "Wanna help me put it in tha' oven?" Sarah nods and goes to step away, trying to put as much distance between the two as she can. His touch doing nothing to stop the beating in her vagina. She thinks he's knows too. His brown eyes stayed glued to her face, catching every movement she makes.

"What's got you so worked up, huh?" He's got his arms crossed, the question hanging in the air. She shakes her head, averts her eyes. Think about anything but how he looks so fucking delicious in the Henley and jeans. Or how Gaz felt agasint her back. "Lying to me isn't gonna help." She once again shakes her head and shrugs. "Use your words." He's gonna be the death of her.

"No-thi-ng." Lies. He squints at her and then turns away, showing the bakeware into the oven. He stops beside her, leaning down to whisper in her ear.

"Yer' ah' bad liar, Flower." Leaves her in the kitchen.

Dinner is uneventful, the food amazing. The boys praise her while Ghost just smirks. She catches Gaz's eyes a couple times, can maybe see the want in them. But he doesn't hold her eyes long enough to truly see. His cheeks flush when he catches her looking at him. Sarah can't help but wonder if she made things worse. Should've just kissed his cheek. Stupid. So stupid. Russian scu- Johnny is talking to her. Electric blue eyes focused on her face. He's so pretty. Can't help but think it.

"Mhmm." She agrees to whatever he's saying. Doesn’t care what it is. His lips are moving and all she can think of are the marks he could leave with them. Fuck. Get it together Sarah. Can't figure out why he mind is so set on sex. Why all she can think of is hard cocks and skilled fingers. She just spent two years being raped and used like a sex doll. Sex should be the last thing on her mind. But yet at the sound of Price's gravelly voice all she can think about are nasty things he'd whisper in her ear as he fucked her. She still has bruises on her from fists and batons. Still hears their voices screaming in her head. Can still feel their touch on her skin. But god if she isn't horny. Feels like a teenager again. But feels ashamed at the same time. Who would touch her knowing what she'd done? Who'd she done. She truly was nothing but a Russian whore. They'd turned her into it. Fucked it into her skull. She was dirty, the kinda dirty a shower wouldn't fix.

"Where'd ya' go?" It's Johnny, eyes shining bright. She stares for a second before deciding to just go to bed. Her dinner ruined. By you. She thinks. She doesn't want them to see her wallow. She's afraid they'll she what she already knows is true. She doesn't hear them coming after her, maybe because she's not seeing shadow people. She closes the door behind her and breaths. Takes a second and finds a nice soft set of pjs then heads to the bathroom. Keeps her eyes closed as she sets her clothes on the counter and just tries to calm down. Counts to ten before she opens her eyes. The woman staring back is so different. She's bone thin. Her once full breasts now gone. The woman left is scary looking. Her hair is still thick but colorless. Her skin pale and lifeless almost. The eyes that mirrored her fathers now look with horror. She doesn’t see any semblance of the Raven. The once strong and fierce soldier. Everyone used to stare in awe but now all she gets is pity. Doesn't even realize her hands are shaking until hers are covered by another set. She looks up into the brown eyes of Ghost. He's watching her. Eyes studying her face, the tears that have leaked down once full cheeks. The quiver of her lip as she holds back a sob.

"Don't do it." He speaks softly. But sternly. "Flower, you are killing yorself'. I know what you went through. What they did to yo-" She cuts him off. Eyes going wide.

"No." He doesn't know. No one knows. "You- don't." She's stumbling over words. Trying to put them together. "Raped me." She lets the tears fall. "Would put food-" Takes a breath as she stutters. "In front of me-e-e. Te-ll me to w-ork for it." Ghost stays still, using his body as a crutch for her. Keeps her hands under his.

"You don't have to tell me." Ghost tries. She doesn't listen.

"When I'd bleed, from how raw I was-" She shakes her head. "They'd use another hole. Until it was bleeding. Joked about taking my teeth so I could suck their cocks better." Ghost has to tighten his hands on hers, actually feel her because he's on the brink of losing it.

"When they learned I could speak Russian they would spit at me. Say vile things. Make me repeat them. Ask for them." She closes her eyes. "Made me their whore." She barely has the words out before Ghost has her spun around and pressed into the counter. His hands locking her in place.

"You are not a whore, Sarah." He's shaking, she can feel it. "You are a survivor. The strongest person I've ever met." His eyes are damp, the lashes sticking together. "What they di-did to you is disgusting and inhumane. Should've never happened. If I could I would personally break every single person's neck who hurt you. Make them beg like they did you." He's angry she realizes. Beyond angry even. And not at her but at them. The men who'd touched her and spit on her. "I'd take you home. Away from them and with me." Her breath hitches in her chest. Him? Sarah stares. She can see it in his eyes. The need, the want. For her. She takes her fingers and places them just under the start of his mask, pulling up. Asking a question. He covers her hands.

"Flower." She tugs on it again. A plea this time. She points at her scars. "I can't."

"Please." He can hear it in her voice, something new. He can't tell what it is though. There's something about how she's holding the fabric, her fingers pulling it taunt. He can't tell her no. And it'd be nice to be Simon with her. Simon who loves bluebirds, Simon that likes to hike, and maybe even Simon that sleeps with his arm around Sarah. Maybe even just Simon.

He pulls on the hood, her fingers pushing the mouth up and away. Closes his eyes as he throws it to the floor, fear metallic in his mouth. He can feel her fingers. They're tracing every scar and bump and valley. She lingers on his lips, humming to herself. He expects her to back away, leave him there alone and ashamed. But she doesn't. She stands there then pushes herself onto the counter and pulls him to her by his belt loops, doesn't even give him time to adjust before shes pulling his head down and kissing him. It's soft, that of someone who's testing the waters. Simon pulls away, her face unreadable.

"Flower." His tone is warning. Sarah sees it then. His grip on her thighs tells her as much. What she had seen in Gaz's eyes was right. She sees the same in Ghosts. Desire. It's bright and eating away at them. Any other person would have just acted but not them. No, they took her feelings into consideration, put themselves aside. Her heart swells from it. So she leans forward again and kisses harder. He pulls away again, just not so fast. "Flower, stop. We can't." He's saying it more to himself then her now.

"I wa-nt to." It's short and simple but no, he won't accept it. Not from her.

"I can't. I won't be able to hold back and If I hurt you…" She cuts him off, setting his hand between her legs. Where a damp spot had been made. And fuck if it wasn't warm. He closes his eyes and sets his forehead agaisnt hers.

"Ple-ase Ghost."

"Simon. My names Simon." Then he's kissing her. Hands in her hair and actually kissing her. She fits perfectly agaisnt him. And she's so fucking warm. She moans into his mouth and reaches to his pants. He pulls back with a groan.

"I'm not fucking you on the bathroom counter for the first time." Sarah giggles as he lifts her effortlessly and carries her to the bed. He pulls his shirt off first and yanks her pants and underwear down her legs. He takes them over his shoulders and dives head first. Breathing the scent of her skin in. Of her. He nibbles on her inner thigh. "Three taps for red Flower." And then he's in. The hair that is there is minimal, malnourishment does that. He licks up the middle, the sweetness causing his eyes to roll back in his head. She moans, loudly too. Takes her hands and grabs a fistful of hair. He moans into her. Finding her clit he swirls his tounge around it, feeling as it pebbles up. When he adds pressure she whimpers and arches her back. He chuckles at her.

"Mmmmm. Taste so pretty Flower." He presses a finger into her mouth and her lips suck onto it instantly. Lets her soak it with her own spit before slowly pulling it out. He slips the finger inside her, making sure to ease it in. There's discomfort on her face, so he pulls it back. Sarah's eyes open and she shakes her head.

"Wanna feel good." It comes out a whimper, but he understands. He kisses her inner thighs and nods. Going back to devouring her he presses the finger in more, working it inside her. He feels her rolls her hips agaisnt his mouth, whining. He needs her to cum on in his mouth first. Wants to taste it. So he goes faster, presses harder. Sarah can't breath. The pleasure snapping at every nerve ending. Can feel it licking up her spine. She's moaning, her words unintelligible. But that's okay, Simon doesn't need her to talk, no he needs her to writhe on his tongue. And she does. Her grip tighter as he feels her tighten around his finger. He quickly slips in another, needing to work her open if he's gonna fuck her. That does it. She sobbing agaisnt him. Her release covering his hand and mouth. And still he stays there, slurping up every drop until she's pushing his head away. Licking his lips he crawls up her body, kissing along the way. Slips his fingers into her mouth, makes her suck them clean.

"Taste how sweet you are, such a good girl. Cuming on my tongue." She whimpers around his hand, a shiver going down her back. Pulling them out he pushes her top up and off, quickly kissing between her breasts. "So fuckin' perfect Flower." She moans pulling him closer and slipping her tongue into his mouth. He pulls her hear, tilts her neck to the side so he can kiss it. Leaving  couple marks as he does, the way her body convulses making her so much harder.

"Ne-ed you, Si-mon." She whines it, yanking on his bicep. He chuckles. His girl is impatient. He kisses her again as he kicks his pants off, fisting himself a couple times before leveling it with her cunt.

"'Member, three taps." She nods agasint his forehead and he sinks the tip in. She grips his arm, digging her nails in. He kisses the corner of her mouth, slowly pushing in further. Her eyes squeeze shut and he wonders if he should stop, but she's not tapping yet. She's breathing deeply and just trying to relax. He kisses her cheek now. Try to comfort her. When he finally is fully seated in her, he rubs her arms. After a few minutes she opens her eyes and smiles.

"Feels go-od." He nods, rolling his hips slowly. Her eyes roll in the back of her head as she moans. "Fu-uck." He takes that as permission to go a little faster, and fuck, does it take every last ounce of self control to just not bully into her. To fuck her pretty little head empty. To replace every last memory of what they did to her away and leave only him. His cock imprinted on her cervix.

"Fuck, flower, so fukin' tight." He drops his head to her neck, his pace killing him. And apparently she knows it, smacks his ass a little.

"Fast-er." He checks her eyes, wanting to make sure she's still here and not lost in her head. When he's satisfied he does as she asks. Rolls his hips faster, pounds harder into her. And god if it isn't the best feeling in the world. She's so tight and warm, he knows he won't last long. And neither will she, she's already groaning loudly and trying to meet his thrusts. He can see she's close, she just needs a little more. So he gives it to her. Angles her hips up so he can hit deeper, thrust a little hard. And she's gone. His name coming off her lips in moans and mumbles. He can feel her release coating him and dripping down, the sound lewd. The way she's chanting his name like a prayer gets him so fucking close. She's scratching his arms and shoulders and back. Her body jerking with each thrust. Just a little more.

"Simon, please." Her eyes are locked to his and that's all he needs. With one finale thrust of his hips hes spilling into her, his body falling onto hers. She doesn't try to push him off or complain, just weaves a hand in his hear and rubs his back. Ghost closes his eyes because, god, it feels so fucking good. To just be touched. To be cared for. He knows he's squishing her, can feel how her chest struggles to expand. He feels almost bad, afraid he's hurt her. But when he rolls off and actually looks at her the feeling goes away. Her face is that of bliss. She's completely relaxed. Her muscles limp and pliant. He kisses her head before running to get a rag to clean her up with. She lets him, doesn't say a word. And when he's done and crawls into be beside her she snuggles into his chest, wrapping her legs up with his. A hushed thank you whispered into his skin.

[diagonal-queen]

Hihi! May I req an emergency req? With male!reader accidentally dropping/pushing a plate or glass and breaking it. Reader rushing to clean the mess up even with his bare hands and out of concern, the character yells at them to be careful or smth and reader flinches? How would they react? (And if ur fine with it, reader having SEVERE daddy issues and domestic violence so that's why they act like that) pls don't make reader those crybaby types but someone similar to dazai but less uhm, dazai? Like dazai but when he seems human if u yk what I mean) and reader being a teen (14-17)

Format: Anything u want!

Characters: Kunikida, Fukuzawa, Chuuya, Poe and Ranpo (separate) (omg if u could, then ranpoe together being father figures I just love the ship it's my comfort ship😭💖💖)

Platonic pls :)) (chuuya being an older brother figure, Fukuzawa and kunikida being father figures)

I FEEL LIKE ITS TOO SPECIFIC SO FEEL FREE TO NARROW IT DOWN 😭😭. Make sure to take care of urself and have a wonderful day <33

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okay so. i'm really REALLY sorry T-T but i do not write male readers so i am gonna go gn with this (again i am sorry ily <3)

When Reader flinches after they yell

♡ characters: Doppo Kunikida, Fukuzawa Yukichi, Chuuya Nakahara, Edgar Allan Poe, Ranpo Edogawa (bonus Ranpoe together!), teenage!gn!Reader

♡ synopsis: Reader breaks a piece of flatware and when they go to clean it, they're yelled at and flinch. How do the characters react to this?

♡ cw: Reader suffers from domestic abuse-related trauma and has daddy issues, yelling, trauma response (specifically a kind of silent/blunt affect type reaction), swearing, mentions of reader's hands being cut (unintentionally by flatware shards), father and older brother figure dynamics, lmk if I missed anything

note: I hope you're doing alright 💙 Anon, and I hope that these make you feel better :') come to me for hugs if you need them. I also hate yelling and have daddy issues so like, I feel you my dude. AND RANPOE IS MY COMFORT SHIP TOO omggg they're the best DM me and let's rant about them. Apologies for errors and I hope you enjoy x

Kunikida:

Let's say you're a mentee of his at the agency. Kunikida obviously only has good intentions and would hate for you to get hurt (Yosano...*shiver*), so he kinda freaks out a little when he sees you about to grab ceramic shards with your bare hands

Caught up in his alarm, he yells at you not to touch the shards and then goes to get a broom (or one of those little dustpan things) to clean up the mess

He comes back and sees your expression, and is honestly a little confused at first. You did manage to stay out of harm's way so he doesn't understand what's got you so distressed (he's so smart but also so very dumb)

You sit there while he quickly cleans the mess but when he notices that your eyes have kind of glazed over and you seem to be somewhere else, he gets a little worried and asks if you're alright

You tell him that you got frightened when he yelled because it reminded you of something and he has a moment of '...shit'

Kunikida puts down his dustpan/broom, puts a hand on your shoulder and gently explains that he wasn't mad at you but that he was just worried about you. He'd rather you made a mess unharmed than cleaned up the mess but gotten hurt

Don't be fooled by his calm demeanour, he actually feels really bad and will probably beat himself up for making such a mistake

He does end up cleaning it for you and asks you to please take care of yourself and be careful

Fukuzawa:

He has an odd tendency of being very intense with his kids out of the blue and then immediately feeling bad for it which is exactly what happens with you

You were probably bringing him tea or something when you accidentally dropped the tray and the cup shattered. He probably barely even reacted at all to it honestly, mostly just because he doesn't care THAT much about a cup. He has more

But then you apologise and kneel down to get them and this man might be tough but he is a softie at heart and panics when his kids are in harm's way (you're basically his kid let's be real)

So he yells, and it's basically that one scene in the theatre from Untold Origins all over again, except unlike Ranpo he knows that you don't really shake such things off so easily due to your past. So he's still concerned just for different reasons

He knows that as a father figure in your life he's supposed to protect you and that he had good intentions but it still affected you negatively in a way, and he's like. Really really sad about that fact (but he doesn't show it awh)

He apologises for yelling and asks you not to try and clean up ceramic shards with your bare hands because infections and y'know your hands are a pretty important part of your body

Fukuzawa is still firm as he speaks but he's also very gentle and nice about the whole thing and sits with you until you feel better

If you thank him for looking out for you, he'll be thinking about that for like the next week :'((((

Chuuya:

Chuuya yells like, a lot, but he often makes a conscious effort not to do so around you because he knows that you don't like it. Being a habit though, it sometimes comes out unintentionally

So say you're bringing him something to eat while he's working or something and while you're approaching him you drop and shatter the plate.

He's like 'Oh let me get that' and was gonna grab the shards with his ability (he doesn't have an issue with doing it himself cus it's lowkey quicker), but then he sees that you're about to collect them barehanded and yells at you to stop

When he sees you flinch he immediately starts backtracking like 'Wait, no- that's not what I meant' and comes to kneel beside you and pat you on the head (or back, whichever)

He quickly composes himself and apologises, saying that he was just worried about you, not angry about the plate or you wanting to clean it.

He tells you that he's gotten cuts on his palms before and they 'hurt like a motherfucker' so he didn't want you to get hurt too (and he's kinda being jokey about it because he's nice like that)

He just exudes comfort energy, so your panic moment doesn't really last that long. He's honestly very chill about the whole thing because he knows that you're not gonna make the same mistake

Even if you did though he'd help bandage your cuts without hesitation

Poe:

Poe is the opposite of Chuuya- he just DOESN'T yell at all. That's why it caught you as offguard as it did

When you dropped the plate he was a little scared because of the loud noise, but was relieved to see that you hadn't gotten hurt.

He really doesn't care much about a broken dish, because he can buy a billion more with ease. He just cares that you were about to hurt your hand (I'm quite sure you can possibly injure nerves by cutting your palm, and as a murder mystery writer Poe would absolutely be aware of this)

So he yells in an attempt to get you to quickly stop when you kneel down to clean it, and when he sees your face he feels awful

Poe hates yelling too, so he is extremely apologetic about the whole thing. He feels really bad because he knows that you find a lot of comfort with him and he's scared he's just ruined your trust in him to keep you safe

You tell him that you know he wasn't trying to be mean or malicious but he still feels really bad about it (lowkey you end up comforting HIM ngl)

He decides to clean up the mess himself (and lets you cuddle Karl while he does because he's basically an emotional support animal)

Will literally do anything to get you to trust him once more because he feels such an unnecessary amount of guilt (you have to really hammer it into him that you DO still trust him- he doesn't entirely believe you (projecting sorry lol))

Ranpo:

Ranpo is the Super Highschool Level Older Brother Figure. And as such he is appropriately concerned when he sees that you're about to try and handle a broken plate with bare hands

I'm absolutely certain that several times in the past Ranpo's dropped his fair share of dishes and gotten cuts from trying to pick them up too fast and he doesn't want that happening to you

So he yells to you not to touch them. When he sees your reaction to this, for a split second he panics but he actually handles it surprisingly well for a (2)6 year old

He comes over and sits down beside you. Then he explains to you that he doesn't want you to get hurt unnecessarily (especially somewhere like your hands) because he cares about you, so he panicked for a second and that's why he yelled.

(to everyone's surprise /j) he does apologise to you for it and give you a hug to help ground you and comfort you (he also gives you a little squeeze cus he feels bad aw)

If you ask him if he's mad about the broken dish he immediately goes back to normal and is like 'Pfft not at all. It's a plate Y/N' and tells you not to worry about it

He does make you feel better about the broken plate, but this is Ranpo we're talking about. You think he's gonna clean it up, or even help you clean it? No, that job unfortunately still falls entirely on you (damnit Ranpo)

Except this time you take cautionary measures before you do so. And Ranpo's happy to see it :)

Ranpoe:

Right, so these two are just little children in the bodies of men in their late twenties. However they are still very much in touch with their dad sides especially when it comes to you

So you're carrying a plate for some reason (maybe they're busy solving mysteries and eating snacks idk) but you drop it and it breaks. Poe's a millionaire and Ranpo is Ranpo so they don't care that they have one less plate

Then you hurriedly apologise to them and bend down to grab the plate and they both overreact and yell at you to stop (for the same reasons written above in their seperate scenarios)

Once they see you flinch they both have different reactions. Poe rushes over to see if you're alright but Ranpo is more wanting to give you a second to breathe and process

And that's literally what happens. Poe (and Karl) rushes over to check on you and Ranpo waits a minute before he joins him.

Ranpo comes to comfort you while Poe gets rid of the broken plate, then when he comes back he helps Ranpo explain why they both yelled earlier. He lets Ranpo do most of the talking though

They both express that they're just glad you didn't get hurt. And that you're allowed to make mistakes! Just don't do anything that will get yourself hurt

Will let you help them with their work/watch them work if you want to (usually that stuff's confidential but hey it's not like people are gonna question Ranpo and Poe now is it)

anon i will be your parental figure and we can straight up just forcefully shatter plates together (with safety glasses on though!!!) to let off steam

[amethystfairy1]

Hi Amethyst! It's been a hot minute since I sent an ask in, but I have been reading both fics every day (still obsessed lmao) (also I name changed btw, used to be ElenaLoo)

Anyways, I had written a whole ask waxing eloquent on all the wonderful things going on in ttsbc, but I accidentally shut off my computer partway through and frankly I can't be bothered to write it all out again lmao. Just. It's beautiful (wow isnt that so meaningful and deep? im sure you're feeling very complimented rn)

The REAL thing I wanted to talk about was Traveling thieves (which is by far my favorite fanfic of ALL TIME), and all the amazingness in ttsbc made me forget it even existed for the past few weeks. But the other day I was just like "oh yeah. Traveling thieves." and then i reread the whole thing. whoopsies.

Ummm anywyas there's so many thoughts in my head about all the little guys, but recently I've been on an Imp and Skizz obsession (just scroll on my page for .2 seconds and you'll see) and YOU. You left them on a CLIFFHANGER. >:((( (not actually mad btw). I just. so excited for them. They're out alone in the woods right now and Skizz is going to have the perfect opportunity to kill Impulse and get away and I just am falling apart thinking about them. (I drew them to cope lol, posted on my blog but also later here so that I can talk about it more). I can see this playing out a few ways. Obviously Skizz isn't actually going to kill Impulse, so he's either going to 1) make up some excuse as to why he can't do it right then, but still plans to do it eventually, or 2) he does it. but he doesn't. Skizz attacks Impulse when he's not expecting it, there's a scuffle, and Skizz comes out on top---BUT THEN HE CAN"T FINISH IT!!! and it's a whole thing where even tho skizz tried to kill him, imp is still so understanding and skizz cries and impulse just freaking gives him a hug and

sigh

Whatever you do will be beautiful, I'm sure. I think you mentioned you're switching to tt after this fic, so crossing my fingers it's imp and skizz. (Though, would also be very happy with Martyn and Ren :P) (or anything really i just love tt)

Anyways, I had the art on my blog but I'm also putting it here so i can say things about it to you

Mostly I'm just very proud of their expressions, with Impulse being all concerned glancing over at Skizz, meanwhile Skizz is completely deadpan staring forwards, also looking very tired bc he needs a break from this universe. Also I switched up my Impulse design a lil bit from last time (if u even remember that lol it was months ago now). you would think, just looking at them, that Impulse took way longer to design, but nope, I was messing around with Skizz for at least double the time, trying to figure out how to have him facing forward whilst still showing some of the scars on his back. I gave up eventually xD (all that means is that im gonna have to draw him again later, from different angles)

actually that made me remember a question I had: are you planning to ship Imp and Skizz? Ik you said Zed and Tango are going to be a thing far in the future, but... skizzpulse? plzzzz plz pretty please haha im not obsessed

aaaaaand that reminds me of another question, is skizz going to be in ttsbc? (pretty please also same question as tt, if he was in ttsbc, are him and impulse together? Im addicted to them all i care about these days is some good imp and skizz shipfics, and you're such a fantastic writer, both with plot and the vibes of the words themselves. u could write such good imp and skizz. just imagine the possibilites! (am i selling it?))

aaaaaanyways. im gonna go reread the old tt skizz fics because theyre delicious and painful, like eating knives. u have a good day :))

HIIIIIII

I ADORE THIS ART SO MUCH! I gave you all my rambles on the reblog but it's SOOOOO COOL!

I'm sad the waxing eloquent about TTSBC is gone 😭 but that's ok!

I'm so glad you're enjoying TT and all the drama going on in there! Imp and Skizz are definitely having a time and a half with all of this nonsense going on...I love all your theories! I won't confirm or deny anything of course, but I'm so happy you're excited for them!

I will not be shipping Imp and Skizz, sorry! I just personally don't ship them, so they're gonna remain platonic...I mean, in TT who knows what the hell they're doing to be fair 😆 but yeah, Zedango is going to be a thing in the distant future, but no Skizzpulse! Sorry!

Skizz is not in TTSBC at the moment, that doesn't mean he never will be! Just haven't found a spot for him yet...and no, he also would not be with Impulse, I'm so sorry I just don't ship them personally! I think it's a very cute ship tho!

Enjoy rereading the TT Skizz fics!!! Thank you again for the gorgeous art!!!! I love it!!! 💖

[yami03x]

Friends to lovers pt 7

About:

Warning: Angst, fluff, smut

Bill feels slightly surprised that you have your finger up. He didn'tt know you've stolen something before. Tom says 'woah seriously? You've stolen before?' You slowly nod 'nothing big!' Bill and tom raise an eyebrow. Now they're curious what you stole. Bill says 'Nothing big? So what was it?' 'It was only gum!' Both boys let out a loud scoff and look at you. Tom- 'You're kidding me! Only gum? Thats it?' 'Duhh!' Both bill and tom look at each other again and laugh.

Bill- 'Of course it's just a dumb piece of gum! You had me scared for a second I thought you were gonna say you stole something big..' 'What did you expect me to say? You laugh. 'Some money or something' 'Yeah something serious and illegal not a piece of freaking gum!' You laugh. 'Okay okay let's keep playing now' Both brothers smile and nod. There ready to keep playing the game. 'alright my turn!' says Tom he continues, 'never have I ever fallen in love before?' You put your finger down.

Both of the boys watch as you put a finger down. They're kinda curious if you've ever been in love before. 'Im surprised you've never fallen in love before' 'Duh! It was more like a crush' You shrug. The two boys chuckle and smile at you. Tom- 'Ive had my fair share of crushes before' Bill- 'Crushes are the worst' 'My turn to say something! Never have I ever drank alcohol'

Both of the boys raise an eyebrow and look right at you. 'You've never drunk alcohol before?' 'Do you guys understand the game? I told that someone tells thats the truth and if you have your finger down it means u didn't d it! And I did' Both boys look a bit embarrassed for a second once you say that. They now know what u mean. Bill- 'Im embarrassed now I didn't know what that all meant' Tom- 'I get it now.. but yeah I've drank alcohol before' You laugh 'Its okay I got confused to' Both bill and tom laugh with you.

They're slightly relived that you're not making fun of them. Tom-'Im kinda impressed that you've haven't drunk any alcohol before. I thought most people our age have drink at least once by now' 'I have drank alcohol!' Bill looks a bit surprised by this and looks at you. 'You have? When did you drunk alcohol?' 'It was only a sip tho!' Tom laughs and looks at Bill. Tom- 'Only a sip not a whole glass?' Bill- '`Thats impressive I drank a whole glass for the first time I drank' 'R u guys trying to show off' You say jokingly.

Both Tom and Bill look at each other then back at you. They laugh and shrug. 'No Im not trying to show off. We're just sharing our first time drinking experience.. it's also shocking how you've never drank a whole glass of alcohol before' 'What? Im basically legal now in Germany! You guys aren't!' Bill and Tom look at each other and look back at you. Bill- 'Wait so u can drink alcohol in Germany?' Tom- 'We're not even legal to drink alcohol but you are! Im jealous now' 'You guys have two more year' Both the brothers pout and look at each other.

Bill- 'Yeah but two more years feels like forever to us' Tom- 'Yeah we just wanna drink already!' "Tom shush! Else you will get addicted' Tom rolls his eyes and huffs but then nods. 'yeah yeah yeah I know' 'She's not wrong tho' Bill says he continues 'you could probably end up becoming addicted to if you drink to much'

'Guys where is the bathroom? Could you show me Bill?' Bill nods and stands up from the couch. 'Yeah its upstairs...follow me'

[intertexts]

i lied actually that krouse/luke interaction i posted earlier isn't wibby and virion it's actually wibby and ashe <3 what is more important than two kids trauma bonding over feeling like freaks because of their powers!!!!!! Dakota has his martyr complex, virion has his identity issues, but when it comes down to it both of them see their powers as something good, something that can be used like a tool, etc. they don't get it. ashe, actively discouraged by his father to use any of his powers AT ALL, literally locked in his house while his dad (hypocritical piece of shit) goes out and. uses powers. william, who got his powers from feeling like a freak and continued to feel like EVEN MORE of a freak after he got his powers. well. I think they just understand each other on such a core base level. emo kids unionizing you are so important to me. I think they like to sit on the roof at night and just talk about shit and look at the sky. william smokes and ashe doesn't give him shit for it even lightheartedly like virion or dakota would.

also not exactly related but also kind of related. very important to me that early on in their friendship ashe sneaks out of his house when mark isn't there. teenage rebellion is the catalyst for everything (also the irony of mark doing everything in his power and more to stop things from happening to ashe only for it to turn out that his actions are what directly led to ashe rebelling and meeting the wards and joining them and everything that comes after) . he finds out when ashe sneaks back into his room one night not realizing mark was home and his clothes smell like smoke . cue the "where the FUCK were you, what the FUCK were you doing" argument.

ohhhhh emo kids union....... emo kids union u are everything to me!!!!!!!!!!! god!!!!!! esp. in this context.... u are so right. they understand each other on a core level...... the loneliness the alienation the shared experiences. william loves dakota & virion so much & they love him & they'll always b trying 2 be their for each other in their own fucked up ways but like-- they'll never understand william thinking "i wish i could call my parents and cry and tell them everything but i could never do that." or "yeah i hate my brother and he scares me sometimes and i wish i didn't want to trust him like i do"!! what does that mean to the orphan n the guy who grew up with loving (dead) parents? ashe gets it though! he knows what it's like to be so angry and frustrated and lonely.... they click so immediately. ashe goes yeah i'm fucking terrified that one day i'll lose control and hurt everyone around me. i mean, i wish i was like Good, hahaha, but that's just not for me so i'm just trying make as much good as i can come out of something that straight up sucks, right? & wibby goes ohh. Ohhhhh. shit. like. it's exactly what ur saying man. locking eyes awkward cautious smile with the one other kid wearing a black tshirt n skinny jeans at camp & just Knowing Exactly who you're gonna be friends with. the relief of it.!!!!!

side note 2 me they r both breaker/shakers hehehe (wibby's ghost shaping kiiind of blurs the line? & after his second trigger when he gets Way better at mimicking humans & shit he's frequently miscategorized as a master. he kind of is? well. you know. blurred lines. but i don't think he's working with anything Living.) which i like a lot. same trauma solidarity!! you KNOW they r sitting on that roof w smokes & booze (neither of them even like the booze but it's part of The Thing) (dakota substance abuse baggage virion would rather die than be in an altered or unfiltered state in front of people) feeling kind of scared and gleeful that they actually get to have this Cool Person experience they always figured they'd miss out on forever... u know they're talkin bout all the normal shit they Did always want to do and did miss out on. actually yeah now that i'm thinking about it them genuinely barely even filtered through levels of irony larping all the shit they missed out on due to being Fucked Up is so important 2 me.... i need them to light fireworks in the street and accidentally stay too close & run away from them giggling & go to the grocery store at 2am & go to concerts... they get to be kids for a bit in a way that only the two of them understand. yk?

FUCKING ILL OVER THAT. BTW. YEAH. god if i think abt ashe & mark too long i'll die but that's so good... yeah.... perfect... i bet ashe kind of likes that his clothes smell like smoke btw. like real proof he Does have friends that he hangs out with now. god i bet they give each other shitty stick n pokes and are really normal about it.

[cfcalcaraz]

Hi there, could u maybe write about mason dating a celebrity that was his crush no one knows about the relationship just yet, mason feels as if she doesn't want to let the world know that they're dating because he really wants to let everyone knows she's his right now, so they have an argument about it she tells hims that he isn't a secret but she likes to keep her love life private, although he said he understands but she can't seem to shack off the idea of mason being a bit disappointed so she attends one of his games and let everyone know she posts "supporting my bf" something like that on her socials and mason is over the moon that now he can let everyone know what she is to him.

Sorry It's a bit long I didn't know how to summarize the idea.😬

mastermind - mm

summary: you and Mason had been secretly dating for nearly a year now and he starts getting a little bit impatient..

author: this request sparked many ideas, so lemme know if y’all want a part 2 to this!

warnings: angst fs

you woke up to the sound of Mason freaking out after he had realized he’d slept in. “baby, what’s wrong?”. you rolled over to face him as you could barely even open your eyes. “y/n! you’re late for the shoot!”. it took you a second to process what he had just said but as soon as you wrapped your head around it, you shot up from the bed and hurried over to the restroom.

you rushed to take a quick body shower, thanking yourself for the full body shower you’d had the night before. as you walked out of the shower, you looked at the time, 6:57 am; you weren’t too late, you thought. you could still make it to Vogue shoot before 8:00 pm you told yourself as you calmed down a bit.

after eating the granola bar Mason had brought over to you, you brushed your teeth and did some natural make up knowing you’d probably have to take it off when you got there anyways. “hey Mase, could you please start my car for me, baby?”. London was still quite chilly these days, you’d missed the States dearly on these kinds of days. Mason shouted back something you couldn’t really hear but you just assumed he’d said yes or something along the lines of that.

”y/n, your car isn’t starting for some reason”. fuck, could this day get any worse, you thought. you walked over to the garage to check up on what was going on; it seemed like the battery needed to be changed. fuck. you stood there thinking about what you could possibly do. “i think i’m gonna call an uber, Mase”. Mason turns to you with an odd-looking expression. “why on earth can’t i just drive you there?”. he seemed pretty upset, but you were simply not ready to announce your relationship to the world. “you know I can’t do that”, you replied, “the pops will be there, our names are gonna be all over the headlines”. you tried reassuring him that it was just because of that but he was not having it. “all because you don’t wanna be seen with me in public, you’re willing to be late to your shoot? that’s just pathetic, y/n”. he walked back inside the house, not wanting to carry on the conversation that had begun.

you and Mason had met through a mutual friend at a new year’s party a little bit over a year ago. or so you’d thought. little did you know, Mason had been head over heels for you since your modeling career debut. after seeing you at Paris fashion week one year, the first thing he did when he went home was look up your socials. although he never had the guts to shoot his shot, and he often saw you on drama sites being photographed with different men each week; he still paid attention to you from afar. and oh boy did the other Chelsea boys know about this little crush of his. so when they saw you at the party, they practically forced Mason to approach you. and little did Mason know, the y/n y/l/n was a little bit of a football fanatic herself.

ever since that day, you guys had just naturally clicked. you guys went on multiple dates and always had the best time together. you both met each of your families and closest friends, but there was still one thing that had always left your relationship in suspense. you weren’t ready to announce it to the world. and although Mason had pretended to not care, deep down it definitely got to him sometimes.

after the shoot, some of your close friends, Kendall and Gigi, had asked you if you wanted to go out for drinks with them. but you had to refuse, the fight from this morning still not allowing you to think properly.

as your uber dropped you off, you noticed Mason’s car in the driveway, verifying that he’d still been at home. you went inside the house and washed up before you went looking for Mason. after not much effort, you found him in his gaming room playing Fifa with his boys. you went inside the room and sat down on the couch nearby him. he looked over at you and you singled with your eyes for him to get off the call as you mouthed ‘we need to talk’. “alright guys, i’ve got to go.” he exited the game and took off his headset.

he turned his chair over to face you. “what’s the deal, y/n?”. you looked at him confused, “what?”. he chuckled back at you. “is this really what it’s gonna be like for us for the rest of time? you being approached by several men at bars, us not being able to go out publicly as a couple, and all my friends asking me if it’s even real between us?”. it was obvious that he wanted to change around this situation. “baby, you know it’s not like tha-“. he cut you off. “okay? then what is it like? cause before us, you were fine going out with all those guys, what’s different about me?”. at this moment, you felt awful for the way you were making him feel, but he had no right to use that against you. “Mason, are you calling me a fucking slut? Jesus”.

“you know exactly what i meant by that, y/n, stop playing dumb. i just wanna be with you and show you off everywhere i go. i wanna be able to take you out on real dates, have you cheering for me in the stands when i’m playing, and post silly pictures with you. i just don’t understand why everything has to be so private”. that was a lot to take in. although you know you love him, if you’re not able to give him what he deserves, you two should see other people. “Mason, i think we should break up”. “y/n.. what? that’s not what i meant at all”. you had to do it, it just isn’t working anymore. “no Mason, you’re right. you deserve so much better and i can’t give you that right now so we’re better off seeing other people”.

you couldn’t look him in the eyes anymore, scared you’d start balling if you did. “no baby, you don’t mean that. y/n, i know you don’t want to do this..please”. you could no longer stand the sight of Mason begging you to stay with him, one look into his eyes and you knew you were about to break. “i’m sorry, Mase”. your voice cracked as tears began to flow down, but you’d walked away just quick enough for Mason to not notice. “y/n! wait!”. you refused to look back.

you grabbed your coat and walked out of the house, into your car. you drove off to who knows where. you could barely see anything through the tears flowing down your face. even though you’d been the one to leave him, a little bit of you hoped he had chased after you. 

[hotluncheddie]

Do you think Robin 'I don't have a strong grasp of social cues' Buckley was relieved that Steve would just tell her like it is? Like when she's babbling while El has a bit of mindflayer in her leg he just calmly tells her that's not helping he doesn't snap at her he understands what's she'd trying to do but can also see how everyone else is reacting and knows it's not what's needed. And Steve 'youre an idiot' Harrington feeling the same that she just explains things without making him feel like an idiot? Like when he's freaking out about the buttons in the elevator and she acknowledges his point that yes they did work previously he has a point about that button they won't work now because they don't have authorisation now from the Russians key card. Do you? Do you think about how much they need each other and just work perfectly together so quickly and how lonely they must've been before

im gonna be real with you lovely anon. i do not give stobin enough of my metal juices, the thought about them are not thunk at the velocity they deserve.

but that changes now bc u r so right.

these examples are so good!! they're so perfect, so meant to be. if i think about how lonely it must have been for them before i might get genuinely sad. so i’m not even gonna go there.

i just think steve would come from a world with a lot of subtext, a lot of public vs private faces and a lot of grinning and barring it. so i feel like the simplicity of being around robin, having it all out on the table; how she feels, what she's thinking, what she likes and doesn't like being so so obvious. i bet its really nice, really freeing for steve. that you can just be, be yourself.

and i think robin would also come from a world with a lot of subtext but subtext she feels like she’s on the outside of, never given the cheat sheet. plus she’s gay so that’s adds a level of anxiety to the subtext she is already struggling with. has someone figured her out? is anyone else like her and she just can’t see it? very stressful. but steve just is, he knows how to navigate people, even if they don’t react to him the same way they used to. he has all the flash cards and he’ll share no problem.

also i think steve is very sensible with a strong moral compass, ultimately hes very kind. and robin is smart but not always people smart, but again she ultimately has a strong sense of self and confidence in her own thoughts and abilities. they’re such a good mix of robins creative thinking and steves linear thinking. one will notice what the other lacks but they’re confident and comfortable enough to voice it in the first place. similar enough but also different enough. they fill in each others gaps. perfect love recipe i think.

and the start! the spark! u put them together in the neutral space of scoops ahoy. they both need to be there, hate being there and look stupid. they’re constantly around each other and have the ability to constantly surprise each other. it’s a bestie recipe made in heaven.

plus they’re both kinda mean when they want to be, much easier to not get offended if ur natural instinct is to be kinda mean back.

but i think platonic love can be a hard one sometimes. so it’s lovely that theres them for representation.

ty for sending me this <3

[tandytoaster]

Ngl this Christmas season kinda sucked. Like a lot

Me complaining lol

Nanny making light of how my mother almost died. Like my mom forgets something and nanny is like "oh lol its because you had a brain aneurysm" and on one hand i understand joking about something fucked up that happened to you and the scenario of your daughter being inches from death would seriously fuck you up but i don't know i just don't think its funny. I dont think its her thing to joke about. Nanny and I are on complete opposite sides of this like shes like "lol my daughter almost died. Tee hee" and I'm like. Forever altered for the worse by this

Omg. She had a moment back in September where she wasn't telling Steve stuff and he flipped out at her like cursing at her and screaming. I can't remember if I talked about this I feel like I might have. But like HE called me that day and was like, "hey uhhh idk if u were talking to ur grandmother or not but i kinda freaked out on her earlier and i feel bad about it and i wanted to tell u my side of the story because we've been talking more and i really appreciate that" and i was like 🤏👓🤨 EXCUSE ME? Not actually but i was thinking it. And then that night or the night after nanny called me and telling me the same thing, that steve flipped out at her and she was like "omg. I don't think I'll ever think of him the same. i dont care if i ever speak to him again" and all i could do was be like, "ok. yeah." Because why is THIS. Where you draw the line why do you decide to hate him when he's mean to you but you still talk to him despite the shit he did to me. Like all I could think was "i dont give a damn" like truly i dont lol. I dont care that steve yelled at you. Like daaaammmnnnn thats craaazzyyyyy he yelled at you? Omg? Should we cancel him? Should we write a callout post? LMFAOOOOO

She's also like 100% fine with him again. Joking about her saying she was gonna chop his dick off because whe was so upset with how he spoke to her.

Thats so funny that you wanted to chop his dick off over him yelling at you. and not anything else. that would warrant having his dick chopped off.

I have to live this shit ass game of pretend for the rest of my life. I fought against this for 5 years and nothing changed. No one cares. No one wants to think about it. Its a battle I've lost, I lost it the moment it started I truly never had a chance. But I tried. And I failed. And I tried. And I failed. And I tried. And I failed. So I'm done. They win. I'll never ever say it didn't happen, BECAUSE IT DID, but I'm just never going to acknowledge it again to them just like everyone else. I'm sorry if that makes me a shitty survivor or whatever .

Also nanny is just . Overly excitable when company comes over and she gets like. Too ready to tease. Like shes just slinging jabs at anyone and everyone in her way. Like all my life my mother would tell me that nanny is awful and that she treated her like the black sheep of the family and i see it. I know that I for sure have it better than my mom, which is a damn shame, but like. Fuck dude idk!!!

And nanny is just weird. She puts garbage in with clean stuff and calls it tidying and she laughs when someone tells her thats not right, and when they're like, "no, seriously, do not do that" she goes, "well i guess i can't do anything!" And then she fake laughs to try to seem like she's not mad but she is mad. That someone told her not to actively damage her surroundings

Reading this I'm realizing its literally just nanny being weird. Nanny moments.

I baked a butterscotch pie for her and Sacha and nanny told me to put it in the basement because its cold down there, so i did and she FORGOT ABOUT IT!!!! FOR DAYS!!!!!! i made it on the 23, it finished setting on the 24th, she forgot about it until today, the 28th, brought it up from the basement at 12pm, and nanny forgot about it Again until 5pm. So it was sitting at room temp for 5 hours. She was like, "yeah it tastes different" I FUCKING WONDER WHY?

Its just a really difficult, stressful and time consuming thing to make and to have it be forgotten about when I work hard using the little energy I have to make it, it hurts ! I don't have any money to buy anything for anyone not even my girlfriend, so thats why I bake 😔 Man usually I'm not passive aggressive but dude. Nanny was like, "do u think its still good" and i was like, "well lets just eat it and see what happens if we get sick we get sick 🙃"

[pyroweasel]

Asking for the oc romance thing and making u think -

10, 11?, and 13 for taddison (whichever one is the soothes/annoys ones)

And 10 for hazing because I want to hear how you phrase it

Rude. (jkjk)

Taddison

10: 'What is your OC's favorite trait of their partner's? What's their partner's favorite trait of theirs?'

Trep's favorite trait of Addison's is that he is always willing to go head to head with whoever, if he has to. Ofc this is Trep, so it's even more specific in that he likes that Addison will butt heads with *him* but it's still an endearing trait all over. It was one of the first things he started appreciating about Addison - that he would throw down with an Impostor if it meant helping his crew.

Addison's favorite trait of Trep's is that he's a hot alien. And I'm kind of not kidding? Fkgng I mean, there is plenty not related to looks that Addison very much appreciates about Trep but I keep coming back to his first thoughts being about. Touching Trep. Soft hair and tentacles and sharp teeth. The way he cuddles, gets all soft and limp when he's comfortable - what, I think Addison deserves to be a little shallow sometimes.

11: 'What's one thing about your OC's partner that annoys them? What's one thing about your OC that annoys their partner? How do they deal with that?'

This one is probably pretty obvious. One thing about Trep that annoys Addison is that he has very loose and often non-existant morals. That what ethics and sympathy he has only really extend to Addison and people Addison likes. This is something thags definitely *improved* over time, but over all Trep is very selfish in this way and it can be problematic.

One thing about Addison that annoys Trep is almost exactly the opposite - and it's the same thing he loves about him. He will go toe to toe with anyone, take on anything, run himself ragged to the bone - and there are times when it's a fine line between strength and recklessness. And trying to keep Addison from self-destructing or running himself to death is a full time job, sometimes.

13: 'What's one thing about your OC's partner that soothes your OC? What's one thing about your OC that soothes their partner?'

I think the answer is the same for them both, sorry if that seems like a cop-out - but it's that the other is *there.*

It takes him time to get there, but eventually Trep comes to understand that Addison isn't going to leave him. Isn't going to abandon him. If he needs a warm body to cuddle or someone to listen to him rant or someone to come hunting with him - Addison will be there. And he can trust that if for any reason Addison *cant* be there, he has a good reason for it and will be honest with Trep about why.

Similarly, Addison knows that Trep has his back without hesitation. That even in the hardest moments when it feels like the whole world is on his shoulders, and everything is going wrong, Addison never has to face it alone because Trep is there.

Hazing 10: 'What is your OC's favorite trait of their partner's? What's their partner's favorite trait of theirs?'

Freak matches Freak man what more do you want me to say?

Jkjk

Well, Hazel's favorite physical trait of Fleece's is their eyes - he hates being stared at but he loves looking in there so what are you gonna do? This wasn't always true and developed in time - and the reason why he likes their eyes is really because of his favorite over all trait about them which is that they pay attention to him. When their eyes are on him that's because they're *looking* at him, usually staring even, and once Hazel gets past the discomfort he could really just lose himself in there ("there" being the sensation of being *known* and seen)

Fleece's favorite trait of Hazel's? Funny idiot guy. Will tell off anything and everything - consequences be damned. Gets knocked down and gets right back up again. His absolute confidence in everything he says and does is so misguided and undeserved and it's funny as hell to see. Hazel takes himself so, so seriously but he's literally the only one who does. Also makes him a fun chewtoy. Bite and squeeze him but he just bounces right back. Enrichment toy.

[lietpolski]

Love your SerbSlo fic very much. Really want to see the continuation of the story. May I ask for a some more headcanons?

waaah thank you so much!! <3 i don't think i'd write a direct continuation, but i would love to write more srbslo soon!

the thing about slovenia is that he's well-adjusted, so serbia is into the idea of dragging him down to his level. "i need that twink obliterated" vibes

slo finds it hot <3 he's a reserved & polite person who never got the chance to rlly show his freak side, and being with srb is an outlet for that

(also he has a thing for sleeping with someone who he considers to be brutish and inferior to him. he's an asshole)

but at the same time he DOES want to make serbia a better person he's like 🥺 what if i could fix him

their relationship can be wholesome sometimes! as wholesome as it gets with yugotalia anyway. slo is calmer and nicer than most of srb's partners & he's also,, himself, so srb isn't worried about looking gay next to him lmao. they still argue, but they're more likely to do cute things like cuddling and holding hands than other srb ships

they looove being dicks to croatia together <3 srb watching slo and cro beat each other up like I've Never Been More Turned On In My Life. (@ both of them but u didn't hear it from me)

they bicker over how srb refuses to speak slovene, even when he's at slovenia's house, because "people can understand me when i tell them to bring me a beer so who cares"

their usual date is just going to the bar together but sometimes slo will drag serbia to do something athletic like hiking

serbia will complain the entire time, try to beat slo to the finish line, fail miserably because he's out of shape and then insist that slovenia cheated

speaking of dates they always argue about who's gonna pay because slo is stingy and serbia is broke all the time <3 srb gets him drunk so he'll be in a good enough mood to cover the bill