#when i want people to actually read my f/f stuff or my platonic stuff.... i DO put men in it

[crimeronan]

having so many girl blorbos at once is like. i'm going to get a good grade in being really obsessed with shit that only 3 other people on earth care about enough to have established headcanons, something that's both normal to want and possible to achieve,

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✰ HC: BEING IN A SITUATIONSHIP WITH THE JJK F*CKBOYS

DESCRIPTION: my hcs on what it’d be like to be in a situationship/fwb situation with the jjk men hehe

FEATURED: gojo satoru, geto suguru, nanami kento, fushiguro toji

WARNINGS: 18+ MINORS DNI. fem + afab reader, this is fully self indulgent i'm just taking my own shiddy experiences and coping via hot anime men, suggestive content/smut, pretty standard manwhore behavior, slightly toxic, not wholesome, kinda crack tbh, some mentions of degradation as a kink, objectifying women, just like the real thing lol!

A/N: LONG BUT READ! this will Not have an ending where you get together at least not rn these are just my hcs all in good fun ur just having fun ok ur not heartbroken everything is okay. they are not good boys here they are normal regular boys

GOJO SATORU

has way too many hoes. way too many

so much so that he gave up on remembering their names and just saves their numbers like “osaka w the hand kink”, “big tits shibari”, “slut from trig”, “hostess best bjs”

has someone’s boobs with his name written on them in sharpie as his wallpaper

says i love you when he cums inside and you never know if you should believe it

throws you off when he agrees to meet your friends only for him to flirt with them in front of you

takes you to the best clubs with bottle service, lets the girls sit on his lap and laughs when you get mad

pays for your ubers everywhere every time

into the weirdest shit like wearing your underwear laughing like a lunatic the whole time he’s fucking you then after he cums gets sulky and embarrassed

lays it on thick with the pet names, gives zero fucks if that confuses you even further

very public with you and it makes you wonder how many other girls put themselves through this humiliation just for the d

gets jealous about you being with other people and needs to prove himself by eating it from the back or something

fwb with gojo is just a huge mindfuck honestly he doesn’t take anything seriously and this is no different sorry! it’s fun tho!

GETO SUGURU

keeps it extremely platonic because he likes to tell himself he has a conscience

too busy for regular chit chat ignores your texts all day then hits you up when he wants to fuck

even more of a whore than gojo is which is why he makes sure not to lead anyone on he just does not need the trouble

answers all your personal questions about him with one word answers

he lets you choose the movie for netflix and chill at least! but will never remember it or the fact that it’s your favorite :(

cleans you up after sex and brings you water

has female hygiene products in his bathroom which is both a red and a green flag

lets you stay after sex and you just lay there on his bed watching him do stuff on his computer but he will not be talking to you

never calls you baby or anything when he’s fucking you just goes oh fuck yeah right there fuuuuck your pussy

genuinely respects you and has nice decent sex with you unless you tell him that you’re kinky

in which case he fucks you just how you want it and gets off on how turned on you are

not one of those guys who gets jealous of sex toys and holds the wand on your clit for you

likes to make you cum over and over and over again

fwb with geto makes your heart clench because he’s just such a gentleman but you got way too much competition to even think about it

NANAMI KENTO

a professional in every sense of the word

uses sex as stress relief

thinks he's too old for this shit but you make him feel alive so he fucks you like he can empty all of his frustrations into you

invites you to his apartment serves you expensive liquor and lets you initiate things most times unless he’s too pent up

can actually have very nice conversations with you

never has the “what are we talk” because he makes it clear he’s too busy for a relationship

lets you spend the night if it’s too late but solely for your safety/logistics

does your taxes for you but will not call you anything beyond an “acquaintance”

texts you happy holidays but does not know when your birthday is

gets tested consistently even though he’s not fucking anyone else and always uses a condom unless you beg him not to

eats you out because he thinks it’s relaxing and spends hours prepping you

the sexual tension is soooo thick when you two fuck all you can hear is grunts and growls and moans and wet slapping sounds and it’s so hot

has some random turn ons like gets bricked up when you’re wearing lipstick or stockings

fwb with nanami is very enjoyable and easy it’ll get complicated if you develop feelings because he does not want to date but who cares yolo am i right

FUSHIGURO TOJI

broke ass deadbeat dad why are you into him

absolutely nasty sex

you know if he had a girlfriend he’d respect her too much to do the things he does to you

dick game so bomb that you’re scared he’s gonna give you a child even when he’s wearing a condom

wants to fuck you every way he possibly can on every fuckable surface with zero regard for your physical integrity

eats his cum right out of you

ego is so big, grins so wide and fucks you so hard when you stroke his muscles

loves to eat pussy but only after he’s fucked you because he likes it tight and hot with minimal prep

doesn’t follow you on any social media but jerks off to your instagram pics

has like 3 different phone numbers and you don’t know why

has only let you come over once, didn’t let you shower after

no pet names but calls you a dirty whore and other degrading shit

loves it if you cry on his dick

doesn’t give a fuck about your safety sorry you’re on your own

has never told you his last name

one time you asked to see a picture of his son and he didn’t speak for 3 whole minutes

fwb with toji is the nastiest sex you’ve ever had truly it’s just sinful and everyone’s dark hidden fantasy half of it you couldn’t tell your closest friends because it’s just too much

a/n sorry

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For what it's worth, I'm sorry and I don't really hate you | Inner Demons

⟫ Alphabet Challenge, F - For what it's worth, I'm sorry and I don't really hate you

Pairings: leah williamson x teen reader, arsenal wfc x teen reader

Hello, I'm back with part 6. Sorry it's been a bit of a wait, life gets in the way and makes it hard to write, but here's the next part. I honestly don't know how many chapters this will have because I'm really enjoying writing it, so hey ho, I might even just make this one small fic series of many ideas' I currently have in my head :)

I don't know if this chapter does make much sense at all and non of it's been proof read again, so it could be a bit all over the place but please let me know what you think!

Thank you for all the ongoing support so far, it's overwhelming to see how much that you all love this, and it gives me motivation to continue to write!

My asks are open for anyone to drop me an any ideas' on this fic or anything else that people would like to see be written, however, I am only comfortable writing anything platonic though :)

You're progressing well to get better and you're slowly returning to usual happy, self chaotic self.

TW: angst and mentions of SH, MH, suicide and death.

"So, what's the food in this place like then?" Kyra broke the silence in the room, where all the girls were all crowded in as they came to visit you in the pysch ward of the hospital during the visiting hours.

It had been 46 hours since you had been detained, 46 hours since you all but shouted at Leah that you hated her.

You really did regret it.

You didn't actually mean that though, and you had been feeling terrible about it ever since the words escaped your mouth.

"Seriously, Kyra?" Steph stares at the younger Australian in disbelief.

"What? I'm just trying to make conversation here" Kyra replies, shrugging her shoulders.

Caitlin can't help but snort. "And you decide to start with asking what the foods' like?" she teases the twenty-one-year-old.

"Yeah, cos' I've heard that hopsital food is disgusting and all" Kyra remarks to the older girl, sticking her tongue out at her.

"Very mature" Steph rolls her eyes at the two of them.

"So, what is the food like then?" Vic asks, peeking interest to know the answer.

"Terrible, I think that even Leahs' cooking might be better than what they're serving on the menu here" You can't help but grin cheekily.

"Ouch it must be bad then" Beth joins in with the joke.

"You'd better not let her hear you say outloud or I think she'd been offended" Viv tells you as she can't help but smile slightly, just happy to see you slowly returning to your old self.

"So, she didn't come with you guys then?" You ask as you pull at the sleeves of the hoodie you currently had on.

You don't miss the look that all the girls share with one another. You weren't an idiot to know something was going on.

"Just tell me what's going on" You stare at them all, trying to get an answer out of them.

"She's outside in the waiting room with Lia" Jen admits, exhaling a sigh.

"Oh" Your smile falters at the disappointing news.

"She wanted to come in with us Y/N but it was hard for her" Beth explains on behlf of the blonde, who you miss terribley. "I'm sure when she's ready, she'll come and see you" she adds, trying to keep the hope alive.

You really had messed up with what you said, you doubt that she would want to visit you, nor would she want you to come back to the flat where you lived with her.

"Oh uh, well then that's okay I guess, I mean I don't blame her for not coming cos' what I said was horrible and stuff" You make up an excuse as you find sudden interest with the floor beneath you.

"It's not your fault for being angry, Y/N" Katie pats you on the shoulder.

"How're you feeling now?" Alessia asks, concerned as a way to try and change the subject.

"Is this your way of subtly asking me if I'm going to try and attempt to kill myself again?" You glance around at all of the girls' faces in the room.

"Y/N" Kim shoots you a disapproving look.

"The answers no by the way" You mumble quietly.

"Y/N" Kim repeats again, a bit louder.

"What? You know I like to make dark humour jokes in this type of situation. It's just a coping mechanism" You tell your captain as you hold your hands up in mock-surrender, who continues to look at you with a certain look that makes you back down straightaway. "Alright, okay, I'll tone it down with the death jokes" You mumble, slouching further down in your seat.

"How's she been doing?" Leah stands in the reception area of the hospital and fumbles with her hands, as she speaks to one of the doctors.

"Y/N has making good progress. I think another day or so and she'll be ready to come home" The doctor explains with a kind smile.

"That's great news" Lia says, smiling as she glances at the blonde for her reaction.

Leahs' eyes widen in surprise and smiles slightly. "Yeah, that's good to hear. I'm proud of her making so much progress in such a short space of time" she tells the doctor.

"It is, Y/N/N has really thrown herself into trying to get better, the therapy sessions seem to be going well too" The doctor tells them honestly. "Are you going to go and see her? I'm sure that she'd love to see you" she adds.

The blondes feels apprehensive, her eyes dart over in the direction of where the doors led to the psych ward, where you would be with the rest of the girls that had all visited.

Leah had wanted to as well, she just couldn't find the courage to actually take the steps and dipped out at the last minute.

"I hate you, Leah" The words that you shouted at her, played in her head on a constant loop.

"Uh, I don't know about that. I'm not sure if she's going to want to see me" Leah confesses, shoving her hands in her pockets.

"Le, you don't know that" Lia squeezes the blondes' shoulder gently as she tries to reassure her.

"I know that she hates me, Wally. You heard what she said before" Leah replies quietly, shaking her head as she takes another glance towards the doors.

"You know that she didn't mean that, Le. You know she is just a kid with a lot of feelings sometimes" Lia tells the blonde, smiling at her.

Leah looks a bit more apprehensive as she shakes her head. "There was so much hatred in her voice when she said, it felt like she did mean it" she disagrees with her.

"She was angry the other day though, Le and you even said that yourself" Lia reminds the younger girl.

Leah hums as she bites her bottom lip "But what if she doesn't want to see me? I know she's going to be angry with me for leaving her here in this place" she admits to the older girl.

"She's been asking for you every day since she has been here" The doctor pipes in, gently smiling at the two girls.

"Really?" Leah asks, blinking in slight surprise.

"Yes, Y/N has told me about the visits from all of the girls but the only person she mentioned that she actually wants to see is you, Leah" The doctor tells the blonde.

"See?" Lia smiles at Leah and sqeeuzes her shoulder. "I told you that I don't think Y/N could ever hate you or be angry, you know that, Le" she insists.

"I know" Leah bites her bottom lip anxiously, taking another glance at the door ahead. "I just can't help but feel horrible for making the decision and I'm weary incase she resents me for it" she admits, quietly.

The doctor frowns at them both. "I know it must have been hard to be the one to make that call but it was for the right one to give her the best possible chance to get better" They explain.

"You shouldn't be blaming yourself for this, Le. It's what was needed" Lia repeats the doctors words, so to speak.

"Yeah, yeah I know" Leah admits, pulling at the sleeves of her hoodie that she had on.

"You're nervous to see her?" The doctor asks, making the brief observation.

Leah can't help but snort slightly. "That obvious?" she jokes.

"I've been in this job for a while now, it's easy enough to pick up on things like this" The doctor chuckles amusedly. "Regardless of what may have been said, I have a feeling that Y/N will be happy enough to see you" They add in.

"SNAP" You scream loudly as you slam your hand down on the deck of cards that are on the table. "HA! I win!" You cheer in glee.

Kyra let's out a irritated huff while she glares at you. "Why are you so vicious with this game?" she asks.

"I want to win" You smirk and stick your tongue out at her, pulling the deck of cards towards you.

"Kyra, you're literally losing a child" Vic chips in, watching the game amusedly.

"Said child is a menace" Kyra mumbles as she pouts.

"Sucks to be a loser" You can't help but quip as you reshuffle the deck of cards in your hand.

"Room for a couple more visitors?" Leah pokes her head round the door and braces herself for your initial reaction to seeing her.

"LE!" You dart up from your seat and run to the blonde, abandoning the game of cards completely.

All feelings of anger had been swept aside as you were just happy to see her in the room. You thought you'd blown it when you told her that you hated her.

"Hi bubs" Leah instantly embraces you in her arms and kisses the top of your hair. "I've missed you, Y/N/N. I'm so sorry I haven't been to visit you" she apologises.

"S' okay, you're here now" You mumble, burying her head in her chest as you refuse to let go off her.

"Oi I'm here too, you know" Lia jokes playfully, knowing that you would want that moment with just the blonde.

"Yeah, yeah. Hi Wally" You grin cheekily at the older girl before you turn back towards the older blonde girl. "I'm sorry for what I said cos' I didn't mean what I said about hating you, I was angry and upset and I really don't hate you I promise!" You tell her honestly.

"It's okay bubs, I know you were upset and didn't mean it" Leah smiles as she squeezes you a bit more tighter than before, being careful in case she caught any of your bandages on your arms.

Moving to sit down on the now vacant chair, Leah plonks you down on her lap as she keeps her arms wrapped around you tightly since it was apparent you weren't going to let go any time soon but she was okay with how clingy you was after she hadn't seen you in a few days.

"Whats' been going on here then?" Lia looks towards the game that was previously being played.

"We were playing cards, but Kyras' being proper salty because she's loosing now" You grin, sticking your tongue out at the Australian girl.

"How do you even loose at that game?" Steph wonders.

"I didn't know you could even loose at snap" Beth chuckles, amusedly.

"Apparently so" Jen jokes, joining in with the two of them.

Leah can't help but laugh amusedly as she runs her fingers through your hair. "The doctor said that you're making good progress" she tells you.

"Mhm" You mumble, resting your head on her shoulder.

"That's good news!" Vic overhears the conversation as she smiles at you.

"Yeah, that means you'll be able to come home soon enough" Alessia pipes in.

Katie can't help but scoff. "She should've never been here in the first place" she sneers in the direction where Leah is sat.

"Katie" Kim glares at the Irish girl.

"What? It's true!" Katie exclaims in outrage, not backing down from glaring at the blonde. "You and I both know it, we all do! She should've never been here, she should have been at home with people that care about her" she insists.

"It's what was best for her" Leah fires back just as quick.

"Was it?" Katie scowls at her.

"Can you guys please not talk about me like I'm not in the room?" You huff and glance between the two older girls.

"Sorry kid" Katie apologises.

"Sorry bubs" Leah apologises.

"Hey, Y/N/N, it'll be good that you're getting out of hospital soon enough now" Kyra slyly grins at you, looking forward to the pair of you being able to cause mischief in no time.

"Yeah, partners in crime reunited again" You grin at the Aussie girl.

"No, no! Absolutely not!" Steph protests, shaking her head. "It took me at least a week to get the ketchup of the ceiling after the last stunt that you two idiots pulled" She adds.

"I don't know what you're talking about" You try to act innocent as you slyly smirk at Kyra.

"Oh, really? So the baking soda just happened to find it's way inside the ketchup bottle, did it?" Steph narrows her eyes' in the direction of the two of you.

"Maybe" Kyra can't help the shit eating grin on her face.

"I know that look, the pair of you are definitely going to be up to no good" Viv shakes her head.

Jen chuckles in amusement. "You two willl definitely be under a careful watch now incase the next prank gets out of hand" She notes.

"Sure, cos' I'm not going to already be watched like a hawk now anyways, right?" You remark sarcastically, peering up at the older blonde.

"What do you think?" Leah replies back, raising one of her eyebrows.

"You can relax, Le. I'm not going to attempt to kill myself again any time soon" You joke, not realising that now probably isn't the best time to make any type of comment like that.

"Y/N" Kim and Leah both scold you at the same time.

You huff when you realise the pair of them are already ganging up on you and remember that being the baby of the team definitely sucks sometimes.

"What? I'm just saying, I'm not gonna, well unless Leah attempts to try and cook dinner again then it's an easy way out-- Ow! What the fuck?" You continue to make jokes about the situation at hand, jolting in shock when you feel a light pinch on your thigh from said blonde you are sat on.

"Language" Leah states sternly, giving you one of her famous glares.

"That was mean of you to do that! Too soon to make jokes about it then?" You pout and rub your thigh to try and relieve some of the pain. "Yep got it" You add, smiling innocently at the blonde.

"So, I thought you weren't going to come in because it was hard for you?" Katie scoffs at the blonde, deciding to bring the subject up now that you were out of the room, having gone to grab a drink with Jen, Steph and Beth.

"Katie" Viv glances at Katie and exhales a sigh.

"It has been hard Katie" Leah admits, biting her bottom lip.

Katie scoffs again. "Oh? I'm sorry, I'm sure it must have been so hard for you, Leah" she deadpans.

"You don't know how hard it has been, Katie!" Leah shouts loud around the room, attracting a few looks in her direction.

"Wonderful" Steph speaks up first, exhaling a sigh.

"Not again" Beth mumbles, shaking her head.

"They're fighting again, aren't they?" You huff as you walk back towards the room with Jen as you can hear the raised voices from the two girls, who weren't seeing eye to eye now

"I think so" Jen agrees.

"Fantastic" You mumble, slowly walking back into the room.

"Oh? And how do you think it's been for Y/N/N? You made the decision to keep her in here!" Katie continues to argue with the blonde, not afraid to be open about her feelings. "You haven't even visited her once while she's been here" she adds.

The Irish girl really hadn't been happy with the whole decision that had been made but there was nothing that she could do herself to stop it from happening.

It had left a tense atmosphere between the two girls and they'd shared a few cross words ever since.

"It wasn't my choice Katie!" Leah insists, continuing to argue with the fiesty Irish girl.

Katie couldn't help but scoff and roll her eyes. "Sure, but you could have said something to stop it!" she fires back at the blonde, not willing to back down from the argument just yet.

"Girls lets' not do this here" Kim looks between the two of them as she notices you walk back into the room with the older girls.

"Katie, come on, just leave it" Caitlin takes a hold of the girls' hand to try and calm her down.

However, neither of the girls were willing to back down just yet.

They were both just as stubborn as one another sometimes.

"The doctors thought it was best since Y/N/N--" Leahs' words were cut off by you, walking in right at that moment.

"Tried to kill myself, I tried to end my life, and it would have worked if Leah hadn't ran in and stopped me, so everyone thinks keeping me locked up in here it will help to keep me safe"

The room is suddenly so silent that you could hear a pin drop.

Whoops?

"Hey, at least the therapy is somehow helping to help me express my feelings now. Yay" You deadpan, plonking yourself back down on Leahs' lap as you rip open the packet of Haribo Tangfastics you had brought from the hospital shop. "So, does anyone want a sweet?" You offer, like you hadn't just said what you did.

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🔻🥷The Ninja & The Kitsune: Prologue🦊🌸

[Synopsis]: A new student comes to Norrisville High and they’re not what they seem to be.

[TW]: Actual cursing, some canonical violence, and some graphic descriptions of violence.

[PLATONIC]

[Gender Neutral Reader]

[(A/N)]: Hi, everyone. I know this isn’t TWST-related content, but it’s something I’ve been working on. This is nostalgia, right here. I used to watch this show on Disney XD when I was in middle school and always thought this was superior entertainment. I assumed there are others who also remember RC9GN and thought it would be fun to write something that brings back 2012 vibes. However, I do need to apologize and address a fair warning as there will be actual curse words compared to the show’s vocabulary replacements because nowadays, real-life teenagers say stuff like, “F**k this sh*t!”, “B*tch, please.” and the list goes on. Just to sound more realistic. (Disney, you better not sue my ass for this. You basically let the show to be abandoned without further updates.)

Norrisville, an unassuming town where almost half of the population is influenced by McFist Incorporation for their unique products.

As for education, Norrisville High is one of the most famous high schools anyone wish to register.

Reason: It’s the constant fights between a possessed student/mechanic monstrosity and Norrisville’s famous vigilante, The Ninja. Students would watch and cheer for the savior.

However, another fighter joins the school and has their own personal duties.

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[Homeroom]

“Class, we have a new student joining us. Introduce yourself.”

[Y/N]: Hello, I’m [Y/N] [L/N] and I just moved from [Your home country or state]. Hopefully we can get along in the future.

[Some students in the classroom greeted them back, lazily.]

[Y/N]: *Finds their desk and sits by* “Fuck. I forgot how much I hate high school.”

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[Lunch period rolls in and [Y/N] was eating some questionable nuggets while reading some textbooks to “refresh their mind” since it’s been a while covering familiar topics. Everything was normal, until a group invaded their personal space.]

Bash: So, you’re the new kid?

[Y/N]: *Sandwiched between Bash’s goons* Ugh, you’re the bully I’ve been hearing about. What do you want?

Bash: You look cool enough to be in our gang. You wanna join?

[Y/N]: Uhh…No thanks. *Pushes the goons away from their sides* I don’t hang with future criminals doing stupid shit like wedgies on victims. What are you, mentally four?

Bash: *Flustered* N-No! I’m not four!

[The students present in the cafeteria started to draw their attentions to the commotion.]

[Y/N]: You’re behaving like one. Pretty obvious you’re only able to attend high school due to your step-daddy’s income, business and influence. Subtract those and you would’ve been on the receiving end of torment.

[People began “OOO-ing” at the seething truth as they surround the two.]

[Y/N]: Lunch period is almost over. I have some studying to do, so don’t bother me.

[As they return the lunch tray, Bash grabbed their shoulders from behind. That was the biggest mistake he ever made.]

[Y/N]: *Instincts kicked in and flips Bash over to slam against the floor, twists his arm behind him* Try anything else. I dare you, step-bastard. *Tightens their grip*

Bash: *In excruciating pain* AHHHHHHHH!!! MOOOMMMMMMY!

[Everyone gasp in disbelief due to the new student, able to beat Bash down. Many whispers circulate among the many who witnessed the action.]

[Y/N]: “Dammit. I got eyes on me.” *Lets go of Bash* Do anything like that to me or others, say goodbye to your life. *Senses danger and sprints out of the cafeteria*

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[During the same day, another monster was causing chaos at the high school and The Ninja happens to be at the sight, fighting against the enemy. What he didn’t suspect was a surprise attack by the abomination with its multiple appendages grabbing hold on him. The man-made creature has its clawed hand to choke the masked hero’s neck.]

Ninja: What the…Fuuu…?

[As he was about to loose into the darkening unconsciousness, a force kicks the monstrous beast off of him square in the face. The Ninja drops down catches his breath from the near strangulation and peers over who or what saved him. There, he sees another figure in a dark suit accessorized with a causal yukata, winter-coated fur and donning a traditional fox mask with nine tails.]

Kitsune: *Stands still with a fighting pose and unsheathe their sharp-edged claws out* *Gestures at the monster to come at their direction*

[The monster charges towards them and swing in for the attack. They flip away, easily dodging the fist and use an energy orb to shock the enemy, stunning them. With ease, they sliced a few of its multiple limbs, a sickening goo leaking out of the wounds.]

Kitsune: “Green fluid, mechanical parts and biological components. Guess it’s the work of McFist’s doing.”

[As the monster charges back at the fox with its remaining strength, the figure jumps over the animated body. Lands behind and thrust their claws through the backside, yanking out its power source, beating in their palm before it was crushed. The monster limps down on the ground, motionless. The optics of the recent corpse are still active.]

Kitsune: *Grabs a hold of the monster’s head and glares in the eyes* “We’ll see you soon, McFist.” *Claws out the monster’s cameras*

[Static flickers in the holographic screen.]

[Back at McFist’s lair]

McFist: What was that about, Viceroy?!

Viceroy: Don’t look at me. Even I didn’t know The Ninja had a partner.

McFist: Then do something about it.

[Back to the masked protectors]

Ninja: That was fucking awesome! You literally sliced that monster with your own bare claws.

Kitsune: ...Thanks. You were certainly skilled yourself. Just need a little more precision with that katana of yours.

Ninja: Oh, thanks for the advice? Still, you came out of nowhere and killed one of Viceroy’s creations to save my ass. How did you do that?

Kitsune: I’ll tell you, but see the new student, first.

Ninja: New student? Oh, [Y/N], I think. I seen them before so if they’re- *Looks back where mysterious being was standing*

[The Fox vanished without a trace.]

Ninja: Wow. They left without saying anything. *Throws down a smoke bomb and disappears as well*

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[The next day, everything seemed normal as students head to their assigned classes. Randy was passing through the halls and before he reached the room, he was snatched back and dragged into the Janitor’s closet.]

[Y/N]: *Locks the door behind them* Randy Cunningham, one of Norrisville’s freshmen. Or should say Norrisville’s protector.

Randy: What are you talking about?

[Y/N]: Cut the obliviousness, Cunningham. I know your secret.

Randy: Still don’t know what you’re talking about. It’s not like you have proof to confirm anything.

[Y/N]: *Whispers to him* You’re Norrisville’s Ninja.

Randy: *Startled* H-How did you find out? Does that fox know about my secret?

[Y/N]: Randy, I’m that “fox”.

Randy: *Realization hits him* Whaaa?

[Y/N]: Plus, not everyone smells like smoke bombs. Even if it’s faint, I can follow the scent.

Randy: You smelt me?

[Y/N]: It’s not what you think. If you need to, we’ll continue this talk back at my place. Pass me your phone.

[After [Y/N] enters their number into his phone, the two left the closet and went their separate ways.]

[Y/N]: *Looks back* And bring your friend, too. We need to have a serious discussion.

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[After school, both Randy and Howard follow the address to [L/N]’s residence. The two teenagers don’t know what to expect, but as they reached their destination: they were led to a mansion hidden in a secluded area centered in a forest.]

Howard: I can’t believe you got invited by the new kid and they’re actually rich.

Randy: That’s not what we’re here, Howard. They know my secret.

Howard: Seriously? You told them?

Randy: No. They smelt my stank-ass

Howard: That’s schnasty.

Randy: They have a keen sense of smell.

[At the front doors, Randy knocked and they open up, showcasing the interior of the main hall. The two teenagers enter inside and the doors close shut on their own. Up at the top of the staircase, [Y/N] is shown with their arms crossed and staring down at Randy and Howard.]

[Y/N]: *Walks down the stair* I cannot believe I became immortal just to be stuck with this kid.

Randy: Did you just say you’re immortal?

[Y/N]: Yes, I am. I’ll properly introduce myself. I’m [Y/N] [L/N], Norrisville’s Kitsune. The mystical Nine-Tailed Fox.

Randy: Never heard of you.

[Y/N]: That’s because I’m on the down low. I usually watch over every candidate of who fulfills the Ninja’s role during the past centuries. When I learned who filled in the position this time, it’s you. A fucking irresponsible high schooler.

Randy: Don’t be like that. I am responsible.

[Y/N]: *Glares at him*

Randy: Okay, not as responsible. Why did you come to Norrisville High?

[Y/N]: After learning you became The Ninja, I had to disguise myself as a student just to keep a close eye on you. I was supposed to go unnoticed but that Bash idiot blew my cover and had to beat his ass to silence him.

Howard: Huh, that’s why he looked scared yesterday.

[Y/N]: Any other questions?

Randy: How old are you, exactly?

[Y/N]: Close to 800 years.

Randy: Okaaaay. So, what now?

[Y/N]: Guess we’ll be a trio from now on.

Howard: Whoa whoa whoa, we can’t be a trio. It’s always me and Cunningham.

[Y/N]: Weinerman, I declare this arrangement since you know his double life and it’s best to stay together. Who knows what kind of trouble you’ll cause.

Howard: I don’t cause anything.

[Y/N]: I watched your sister’s news blog about the time you almost revealed Randy’s secret identity.

Howard: Oh yeah. Forgot about that.

Randy: You have a good point.

[Y/N]: I always do. Now, if you excuse me, I have some business to take care of. My staff will be at your need so make yourselves comfortable.

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[During Study Period]

Randy: Uggghhhh…Math is an ass.

[Y/N]: Look, if you want to be more responsible, you also need to keep up with your studies. Now, what does X represent?

Randy: *Sulking* I don’t know…

[Y/N]: *Sighs* “This is gonna be a long training period.”

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Lately I’ve been trying to get into different kinds of books then just manga and the very occasional novel so I’ve been reading a manhua (Chinese comic) called My Darling is The Cutest and!!! I can confirm the character being referenced in the title is the cutest. It’s a very silly manhua but unfortunately its a webcomic on tapas which means I can only read another chapter every three hours unless I want to grind out the free ink missions to pay for one and thats a pain to do so I just have to deal with it. Qi Ling is an age regressor and Chang Shu is her caregiver please trust (I made this up there’s like nothing in canon pointing to this. Then again I’m only on like chapter 11 and there’s over a hundred chapters so… there could be something pointing to it!)

Anyways as you probably expect its request time now!! Can you do caregiver Ranpo and little Dazai BUT IN SPECIFIC he regresses to a teenager! Like 14~16. I think teenage regressors (actually, just anyone who doesn’t regress to a baby or toddler) are overlooked in the agere community and I’ve been thinking about ranzai a lot lately (I’m even writing fanfiction about them! It’s platonic though because I wrote it less for ranzai and more because I had an interesting canon divergence idea and I know that nobody will write it in the way I wanted) so hey why not combine the two? I also like teenage regressor Dazai a lot in general. He joined the mafia at like 14 so it makes a lot of sense for him to regress to a teenager!

That sounds so exciting! I’m answering this ask so late (╥﹏╥) Meaning you’ve probably had time to read a bunch more! So how’s it looking so far? I looked into it a bit and it seems cool :0 Though what I looked into used some different names- Qi Ling is the one with white hair I’m guessing? She’s so cute hehe

And YES I can do that! I looooove Souheki (Ranzai). I don’t write much for teenage regression since I’m very unfamiliar with it (Certified baby regressor here) but that doesn’t mean I can’t do research >:3

Caregiver Ranpo + Teenage Little Dazai

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✦ Like specified in the request, this will be teenage regressor Dazai with an age range of 14-16! Though there will be a heavier focus on 14-15 because that’s the real beginning beginning of his time in the mafia, before he had people like Odasaku and Chuuya making his life even just a tiny bit better. I think Dazai regresses because, the mafia was easily the point in his life that made him accept he didn’t have a childhood. Before that he could convince himself, so when he regresses his teenage years are the only part he feels the need to relive (We don’t know his past but we all know it’s tragic)

₊ ⊹ With Ranpo as a caregiver it’s literally impossible to hide anything, which is perfect! Because when Dazai regresses he’s an absolute menace. Constantly lying, trying to manipulate Ranpo, or just causing general chaos! For example if Dazai steals extra snacks and claims he didn’t, Ranpo knows the truth. Or if Dazai is bargaining to get something he wants, Ranpo can figure out a compromise the little one will agree to! Or if Dazai is pretending to be sad to get out of punishment of any kind, Ranpo can point out how he knows it’s fake! Dazai gets very frustrated

✦ Ranpo is a really relaxed caregiver honestly! He has like, no rules. Not officially at least? The idea of rules intimidates Dazai I think, it caused him to put up those mental barriers and shut Ranpo out, so Ranpo just skips all that hassle! Anything that’s important he simply reinforces. He makes sure to do two meals a day, showers every other day, brushing teeth twice a day, drinking water throughout the day… Standard self care stuff that Dazai would usually struggle with!

₊ ⊹ Whenever they’re going to do something, Dazai is never forced into it! Ranpo always gives him the chance to explain why he doesn’t want to and they proceed accordingly! For example if Dazai doesn’t want to eat because he says he feels nauseous Ranpo won’t force him to! The food can be put away. But if Dazai tries to avoid a shower for example by saying he’d to tired to stand up, Ranpo just sets up a bath for him instead! Problems are addressed, if they can be solved they will be, if not they’ll be avoided for the time being to avoid further conflicts

✦ Dazai absolutely feels like such a bad boy, a cool kid, however he also says things like “Frick” “Fudge” “Darn” Not because Ranpo has said he isn’t allowed to swear? But because any time he’s about to Ranpo just looks at him with a raised eyebrow, and suddenly Dazai decides to use a different word. Ranpo is torn because honestly he doesn’t care one bit if Dazai swears, but he knows not to encourage it, plus he finds it hilarious hearing Dazai’s not so swearing swear words

₊ ⊹ Dazai can push boundaries, but he also had a messed up childhood, so when Ranpo mentioned punishment Dazai got a bit freaked out… However when he was told that his punishment was an early bedtime he relaxed. He went from his quiet shutting down to being whiny and complaining. It’s not a real punishment, nothing that bad. But… He hates it! He doesn’t want to sleep! Especially not early! Of course Ranpo can’t really make him sleep, but Ranpo can make him lay in bed instead of playing and running around. And it’s so mean! Plus Ranpo rubs his scalp super nice and he gets so tired… It’s so annoying!

✦ Dazai refuses to listen to any advice, even though Ranpo is usually (Always) right. For example Ranpo can say it’s hot outside so he should dress light! Dazai puts on ten million layers. Ranpo says that eating a bunch of candy will hurt his stomach? Dazai eats even more! Ranpo says they’ll be going somewhere that might be overwhelming so Dazai should bring noise canceling headphones or fidget toys? Dazai doesn’t need that! (Ranpo brings him things in a bag anyway)

₊ ⊹ Dazai loves going to the arcade! It’s one of the few things he was able to do as a teenager in the mafia that he genuinely enjoyed, plus! Ranpo is the best! Together they’re the ultimate cheating duo. Dazai will mess up other players while Ranpo finds shortcuts and similar hacks for Dazai to use! Overall they’re basically unstoppable. The prize counter is where conflict happens! Ranpo wants all the snacks, Dazai wants the cool toys and trinkets! Eventually they end up splitting the profits, all snacks that Ranpo buys he shares though of course!

✦ Pet names! (I totally didn’t almost forget…) I think mainly just just do nicknames? Ranpo constantly calls Dazai “Daz” or “Zai”, but he’ll also use pet names like “Bud” or “Champ”! Dazai thinks he’s being real mean with his nicknames for Ranpo “Four Eyes” “Snack Addict” “Knockoff Sherlock” Ranpo will lightly argue back to amuse Dazai of course! But he doesn’t get really upset

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Hooray for Souheki! They’re so silly I love them

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This is the anon of the UT! papyrus/reader fanfics that are the ebodiment of that one lalalala sound that shows up when u see baby bill on tiktok

Basically its just

Silly

I want a silly fanfic with cute stuff

Just wanted to clarify so its easier

Okay thanks byebye💃

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rating: F - CUTE STUFF, fluff, reuniting, very brief very minor violence & adult language, platonic love, mother/sister & son/brother relationship, slight canon divergence

word count: 5.1k (eep it's long)

a/n: okay things are interesting from here on out. (y/n) is finally back with henry and it's really cute. this chapter veers away from the canon movie, but i loved writing it. (i love our sweet girl x henry so much)

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'Am I dead? Yeah, I think I'm dead.' 

That was the first thought in (y/n)'s mind. Pushing away the exhaustion that clung to her every faculty, her eyelids fluttered against a blinding light, one that had to be the gates of Heaven. She hadn't felt pain like it in a long time, with an ache in every limb and a splitting headache behind her eyes after taking that weird tumble. 

She barely remembered the actual death bit, but she supposed that was for the best. One minute, she was blissfully at home on a king-sized mattress, and the next, she was being choked in a swirling vortex, falling into what must have been a black hole. There was no other explanation; she just had to be the unlucky loser who got sucked into it, and now, she was dead. 

D-E-A-D. Maybe if she kept thinking it, she'd accept it quicker. 

'Funny... I thought you weren't supposed to feel anything when you die.'

If this was the afterlife, she was off to a bad start. Everything felt so heavy and limp, as if she'd taken a trip in a tumble dryer full of rocks, and it wasn't like her final resting place was comfortable. 

No, it was hard and cold, with something pointy digging into her kidney as her weary body remained motionless, soothed only by a gentle breeze. There was warmth on her face, soft and gentle like the sun, and it sounded...nice, like a playground of kids nearby – laughing, screaming, having fun. At least someone was enjoying themselves. 

It smelled. Not in a good way. More like trash and burnt rubber, offending her nose until it twitched in disgust. 

'Well, my face moves...and my toes.'

Slowly but surely, reality crept back in, sensation and movement bleeding through the fuzziness that left her feeling comatose. Everything might have hurt, but she had all four corners – head, arms, and legs, so that was something. The black hole hadn't pulverised her into a paste. 

Then, her fingers moved stiffly, stretching and clenching until she could make a fist, and her arm came up to block the light as it burned through her eyelids. At last, she could see – she only needed to open her eyes, but (y/n) wasn't sure if she wanted to. 

Heaven wasn't all it was cracked up to be—paradise was what she'd left on Earth. The constant, dull ache in her chest was enough to make her want to lie there forever—to weep, wail, and wallow in her sorrows because how could she go on without her family? Her doofus...her child...without them, life was meaningless. Without them, she wanted to give up. 

'You know Ray wouldn't want you to do that.'

'I'm not having an argument with my subconscious.'

Or maybe this was hell. She was undoubtedly going crazy, talking to herself since no one else would. It wasn't like a kindly face or a helping hand stepped forward to tell her what was happening. What kind of place didn't have someone to greet her at the door?

'Where do you think you are? The Ritz?'

Some old habits die hard. Her inner voice said everything she didn't want to hear – the conscience that steered her in the right direction, but that was for when she was alive. Even in death, the heroine couldn't escape its nagging chastisement.

'Well, there's not exactly a welcome wagon.'

'You haven't opened your eyes to see yet, dumb-dumb.'

Outwardly, her face scrunched up in annoyance, a childish whine leaving her lips at the insult. A leg kicked out as if to fend off the unknown, but the voice didn't let up even when she mentally flipped up a finger. 

'I'm not dumb!'

'Says the one arguing with herself.'

Touché. This really felt like torture – an endless conversation with her biggest critic as the conversation bounced back and forth from one side of her brain to the other. 

Ray always said she was too hard on herself. Too quick to cut herself down. Too easy to second-guess herself. If this were the afterlife, it wouldn't be so bad with him; they'd always wanted to go out together, holding hands to face whatever came next. But her husband wasn't here; she was alone with nothing but her own thoughts. And that was terrifying. 

'I'm scared.'

'Me, too.'

For a moment, a soft, gentle, and reassuring smile was in her mind, like a warm hand reaching out to take hers. 

'You're supposed to be making me feel better.'

She thought bitterly, hoping for some encouragement to feel brave or put on a tough face – something like that. The truth was that she never felt all that brave without her friends to back her up, and perhaps if she just stayed there, cowering in the depths of her own subconscious, nothing bad would happen. Nothing would happen at all. 

She'd just be in limbo, which was better than being damned for eternity. But God, it sure seemed dull, and the voice didn't like the sound of it, not when the only person to talk to was so dreary. 

'Hey, I'm you. You're me. And we're gonna open our eyes and see where the hell we are.'

It was like a kick in the ass – strong, assertive, motivating. Everything (y/n) didn't feel like as she curled further into herself, unwittingly turning her corporeal body over into a foetal position as little murmurs left her lips. 

'You're very bossy.'

'And you're being a wimp. Open...your...eyes.'

The voice sounded angry. It almost made her flinch, but she knew it was right. Everything was scary, and she didn't want to face it alone. But she was, in fact, alone, with nothing but her thoughts for company. That was scary enough. 

She couldn't hide, give up, or lie down and cry forever like a weepy loser. No, she was going to open her eyes and die as she lived – faking it until she made it. 

'I am.'

She promised, forcing her eyelashes to flutter a little more, even if the brightness hurt her retinas. It was like they were made from lead – so heavy that it would be easy to go back to sleep, but she pushed through, breathing deeper until fresh air filled her lungs, clearing the fog until...

'Open...your...eyes...'

Well, it wasn't the world she was expecting, but it wasn't horrific.

The place looked remarkably normal, almost sickeningly so. There were houses, gardens, streets, a shop on the corner, cars parked parallel to the sidewalk, people on said sidewalk. They looked at her like she was insane, sparing a glance at the woman taking a nap in the middle of the road before they carried on with their day.

Pinch her, but (y/n) could swear it looked like a suburb. A scruffy, slightly bleak, but otherwise regular corner of town. Only, it didn't look like Swellview or anywhere she'd ever seen before. 

"What the...?" She muttered, finding her actual voice to be scratchy and hoarse, thanks to her unbelievably dry throat.

Lifting her head from the concrete – which explained why her final resting place felt like a brick – she surveyed the area, frowning at the lack of fluffy clouds and harmonising choruses. It wasn't all gleaming and pearly like everyone said it would be – she didn't even have a halo. 

Honestly, it looked a bit...shit.

"All the good deeds I've done in my life, and this is my reward?" She asked quietly, uncaring if the snooty grandma passing by thought she was a nutter. The inner voice was gone. It was just her now. "Do you hate me or something?!"

She didn't know who she was talking to—except herself. Everyone around her walked fast and kept their heads down, avoiding eye contact before they ducked into their grey, ugly houses. The woman frowned at how every door sounded locked and bolted, with curtains drawn over the windows to stop onlookers. 

Whoever these people were, they were security conscious, but maybe they could explain what purgatory they'd landed themselves in. 

Suddenly conscious that she was lying on the dirty ground, (y/n) rolled over onto her knees. God, she felt her age as she balanced on her feet, wobbling off balance for a moment before she got herself upright—and it was only then that she realised The Big Joke. 

"Sweet cheese..." She breathed out, hands finding her hips—chest—legs—face to discover that she wasn't wearing pyjamas anymore. 

No, this felt all too familiar, but it was a shock to the system to find a utility belt strapped around her waist, to have steel-toed boots protecting her feet, and to feel the soft silkiness of the corseted uniform she'd worn for nigh-on eight years. 

It couldn't be...but it was. 

She gasped, patting down her Miss Danger suit, but it wasn't like the one she was used to. That one was bright, bulletproof, and seared into her memory because she was the one who designed it. This...was different. 

It looked a little darker and more angsty, but that didn't matter. The startling change – one she'd never implemented – was the lack of a skirt, the one her doofus always fawned over because it made her ass look great. His words, not hers. 

Instead, she now wore pants – tight, slightly shiny, and definitely new pants. They weren't bad, clinging to her body in a manner the heroine knew would be easy and comfortable to fight in, but that wasn't the point. 

The point was that someone, somewhere, thought it was funny to play dress-up and ruin her retirement. And she had no intention of going along with it. Retirement was the key word. 

"Hey!" She shouted to the first person she saw – a moody, sullen-looking teenager in a baseball cap. He didn't look like the brightest specimen, not when he had his jeans drooping below his buttcheeks and curse words scrawled on his knuckles, but he'd have to do.

"Hello? Do you know what this place is? Do you know where I am?"

It was simple enough to ask but a little strange, so she kept her voice soft and polite, smiling even when his face paled and pulled back in fear. 

"Hey, are you all r—?" She never got the chance to ask, puzzled when the boy tugged the cap over his face and stormed off, bursting into a sprint when she tried to reach out and grab his wrist. 

All (y/n) could do was watch in utter confusion as the teen booked it down the road, running as fast as his baggy jeans would allow him until he was safely out of sight. It was so weird... He looked at her – the second saviour of Swellview – like she would attack him. 

As if Miss Danger would ever do that. 

"Okay..." She mumbled, walking down the road a little to find someone else, but no luck. 

Everyone seemed afraid of everything, with mothers ushering their children indoors and shopkeepers guarding their storefronts like they were expecting an armed raid. (y/n) barely got within a yard of another person before they ducked away, leaving her alone, confused, and suddenly aware that the only ones who stuck around were the gangs of punks on every block. 

She did not like the look of them – all men in sunglasses and dark tracksuits – and that was coming from someone who used to fight crime for a living. Each pack had to be at least five strong – usually more as she hurried down the street, taking care not to stare for too long. 

They observed her, too, but no one moved, seemingly glued to their blacked-out cars or park benches. Gangs. They were gangs; wherever this place was, they were in charge, spitting globs of saliva at any idiot who dared stray too close. 

Something didn't feel right - (y/n) knew that much. She certainly didn't think heaven would be so scum-heavy, nor did she think there'd be a trashcan on fire outside a kindergarten. This town was a dump, and whilst Swellview had problems, not one corner looked as bad as she saw. 

She just didn't know why she was there. Or why she was dressed like that. Or how to get home. 

"Help! I'm being crimed!" But she didn't have time to ask the punks any touristy questions. 

Without hesitation, she looked in the direction of where that terrified shriek came from...and she ran. It might've been stupid; this wasn't her town, and she had no idea what she was running into, but the superheroine in her couldn't ignore a cry for help. Indeed, the good person in her couldn't stand by and do nothing like everyone else.

It was shocking; her hometown might have been full of incompetent idiots, but the citizens of Swellview helped each other out. Here, it seemed people weren't so neighbourly, going as far as to roll their eyes and ignore the poor soul begging for help, but (y/n) wasn't going to copy. 

She was too nice for that. 

Running down the road, her sharp ears followed the steadily growing screams. They were distinctly feminine – all shrill and high-pitched – and soon, she followed signposts pointing to the park. 

It wasn't a very nice park. The jungle gym was all run-down and graffitied. The plastic swings had cigarette burns on them, and one seat hung off the chain to dangle midair. The steel slide was rusting, and she was sure the sandpit was now the stray cats' litter box, but that wasn't the problem. 

Her eyes quickly found the victim – a brunette woman in her mid-to-late thirties looking like she'd just taken her little boy to the park. The kid stood to the side, watching helplessly as his mother tugged with all her might to prise her purse from the sausage-like fingers of...a mountain. 

Or a man. He looked like a mountain, with a balding, meatball-shaped head, bulging biceps, a thick torso, and legs like oak trees. The guy was huge, wearing a tracksuit that could easily fit two normal people inside, so the woman didn't have a hope in hell of fighting against all that muscle, especially when those around her ignored her cries and pleas. 

"Dude! Help me help that woman!" The heroine said to a passerby, managing to hook him by the elbow since he was an above-average gym bro type. 

At least he could distract the attacker whilst she did some actual, effective fighting, but the guy just brushed her off, mumbling dismissively before continuing his stroll. The same went for a mailman, who trembled at the sight of the man-mountain before scurrying away, hitching his messenger bag a little higher on his shoulder. 

"Seriously, does no one in this town care?" Asked (y/n) incredulously, watching as a herd of lazy and shiftless teenagers brushed past the struggling woman, daring to laugh at her predicament. 

It wasn't their fault she was dumb enough to get her purse stolen, so why should they help? It was funnier to watch as she jumped and struggled to grab onto her stolen property, looking like a high-school nerd getting picked on by a bully. 

And that was unfortunate for the bad guy 'cause (y/n) hated bullies. 

"Okay, asshole..." She crept up behind him, circling the woman and encouraging her son to step back as she dug her heels into the soil. "Leave her alone!"

Without another thought, Miss Danger leapt onto the guy's back, using her much smaller bodyweight to heave him away from the victim. He stumbled a little bit, caught unawares as she struggled to wrap her legs around his waist, given its thickness. 

Still, she clung to his chunky neck and smacked his bald spot, hoping the sharp blows and heeled boots sticking in his pelvis would be enough to make him drop that handbag. That was wishful thinking. 

Possibly, the most enormous hand she'd ever seen reached out and grabbed her by the scruff, effortlessly plucking her body from his back as the giant roared. His gnashing teeth and furious scowl met her stunned expression, wondering how one man could have so much unbridled strength before he flung her to the ground like a piece of trash. 

It didn't hurt much, but it wounded her pride more than anything. 

'What's with this guy?'

(y/n) watched as he returned to taunting the woman, dangling her purse just out of reach as if it was the funnest thing in the world. Her attacks barely phased him, leaving no scratch or hint of redness where she'd clawed at his terrifying face. 

Dusting herself off, she got back on her feet and stood there, realising that she could do anything around them, and the giant wouldn't care. He seemed entranced by whatever game he played, not even blinking when Miss Danger clicked her fingers beside his ear. The lights were on, but it seemed no one was home. 

"'Scuse me...sir or mountain?" She asked, poking his rock-solid arm for his attention to no avail. "Put down the damn purse, or I'm gonna get medieval on your as—"

"(y/n)? Is that you?" That voice. 

Now that wasn't her brain playing tricks; she knew it. How could she not? She'd know it anywhere, matching a face to the soft, wavering question, and her heart skipped a beat, but she refused to believe it. 

For all she knew, it could've been another hallucination in whatever fever dream this was. 

"Not now, Henry. I'm trying to teach this moron a—" said (y/n), glancing in the direction of what sounded like one of her babies, and she half-expected him to fizzle away like the phantom he had to be. Only he didn't. 

If this was a dream, she didn't want to wake up, stopping and staring with wide eyes as she locked on to a boy she didn't expect to see. But she was really glad she did.

"Henry!"

"(y/n)!" 

A joyous laugh left his lips, and Henry – not a ghost or daydream – kept running. He'd come from the next housing estate along with Missy hot on his heels as they raced towards the crime scene, too. Only, he'd never expected to see his surrogate sister there. But he was really glad he did. 

They ran at each other and collided, ignoring the weird world they found themselves in because now they had each other. Her arms curled around him in a tight hug, squeezing him harder than she ever had before just in case he disappeared, as tears dripped down her warm cheeks. 

A million questions raced through her mind, starting with what the hell was going on? to what the hell was on his face?, but it didn't matter. Not then. Not when his lanky frame pulled her as close as could be, pressing her head into his chest as she sniffled. 

"Is it you? Is it really you?" She couldn't quite believe it, patting down his torso and squishing his cheeks together. 

"Yeah, it's me!" Henry grinned, and for all the fear he felt earlier, he knew he'd be all right now. No matter what. Because he had her. He didn't need anything else. "What the hell are you doing here?"

"I could ask you the same thing!" Answered (y/n), wiping her tears as she got a good look at his face. 

It had been too long since they'd seen each other, so the boy made a sight for sore eyes. Given how she wept, hers were very sore, yet she couldn't stop smiling, knowing one thing for sure. No one would send Henry Hart to damnation, so maybe the afterlife wouldn't be so bad. 

"God, I thought I was gonna be dead and alone forever, but at least I've got you, Hen."

He giggled at that, hands resting on her shoulders, which sagged with relief. "Oh, we're not dead."

"We're not?" The woman frowned, glancing around as reality crept in again, making her vaguely aware of the strangeness all around. From the bizarre crime in motion to the staring little girl beside her friend, it didn't feel like the real world, but Henry would never lie to her. 

"Nah, we're in Newtown," he told her calmly, having already worked through the confusion and denial phase back in Missy's bedroom. 

"Newtown?"

"Yeah. Newtown."

(y/n) raised an eyebrow, not quite believing the absurdity she found herself in. And she thought Swellview was weird, but the boy looked serious, even when she scrunched up her face and looked at him suspiciously. "What the hell is Newtown?"

"I don't know. A place. A town. That happens to be new. Who cares?" 

"I care!" She said snappily as panic began to set in – her heart thumping, breathing increasing, body trembling. 

Her hands gestured wildly, pointing at the buildings, him, her body, and everything. She did not know how to explain what was going on, and she hated not knowing. She also hated how calm he was, never flinching at her mini-meltdown, even though they were in deep doo-doo together. 

"One minute, I was enjoying a perfectly normal morning at home, and then, everything went black, and then, I woke up here. I'm telling you, Hen! This is some Flight of The Navigator shit!"

"Look, just calm down! Missy can explain everything," said Henry, not sure if he understood her outdated reference, but he grabbed her flailing arms and held her still, jerking his head toward the silent, meddling girl. 

She'd been standing there rather awkwardly, not knowing when to butt in since Miss Danger didn't seem like she was in the best of moods – understandable, given how she'd ripped her from everything she knew and loved. 

"Missy?" (y/n) echoed, not connecting the dots for a second until her gaze followed Henry, and then, she saw her. "Oh..."

A little girl with a massive, cheesy grin. She looked...interesting. In fact, she summed Missy Martin up much like Henry had done – kinda like a nerd in that outfit, but she tried not to judge, offering a weak yet kind smile in return. 

Pulling away from the boy, she would've spoken first, too used to meeting kids and taking them under her wing at this point, but Missy beat her to it. Once she opened her mouth, the words came tumbling out...very loudly. 

"HI! I'M A MASSIVE FAN! IT'S AN HONOUR TO MEET YOU!" 

The girl couldn't help it, seizing the heroine's hand and shaking it violently in a vigorous death grip as pure excitement coursed through her. 

She'd prepared for meeting Kid Danger – practised in the mirror and everything – but this was different. Miss Danger was older, wiser, prettier...dare she say intimidating when she gave her a weirded-out look. 

(y/n) laughed nervously, although really she found the girl to be quite sweet. A little deadly, given that the bones in her hand were a little bit shattered, but she seemed harmless enough. If slightly nervous. 

It was only when she glanced at Henry, hoping he'd explain who the kid was, that she clocked it. The mask. Her mask. Henry. (y/n). What were they doing? Did years of drilling superhero secrecy into his brain mean nothing?

"Is she okay, Hen—I mean, Kid...Danger?" She stuttered, hoping Missy had short-term memory loss for the brief interaction she'd seen – all of which undoubtedly betrayed their identities. 

But Henry saw her panic and squeezed her shoulder, offering a small, grimacing smile when she tried to hide her face and play it cool. "It's okay. She knows."

"She knows...?" The woman stared at him in disbelief and horror, feeling like her stomach had just dropped to her knees. 

A sigh left his lips, hating to break it to her as she and Ray had always been a little more security conscious than him, but he saw her worry. He saw how she glanced at the oblivious Missy, undoubtedly panicking, thinking they'd have to dispose of the girl in one way or another because she knew too much. 

"She's a Kid Danger super-fan. She knows my name is Henry, and you're (y/n), AKA Miss Danger, but it's cool. She's not gonna tell."

(y/n) relaxed a little, still appearing a little wary, but when Missy flashed that adorable, toothy grin, she didn't have the heart to tell her to buzz off. Her body slumped in defeat, accepting yet another impossible truth as she looked between the odd pair before huffing out a little laugh. 

She gestured to Henry's get-up, which was even worse than hers, considering it wasn't as bright or childish as his classic sidekick uniform. Kid Danger dipped in angst. 

"Is that why you're dressed like that?"

"Yeah!" Exclaimed Missy, having finally gotten over her motor-mouth and awe to talk to her idol properly. The one she'd shipped with Captain Man since she was five. "I wrote you and Kid Danger into all of my fanfictions!"

"Fan...fictions?" The woman could barely hide her confusion, let alone a sliver of disgust. 

She'd heard of quite a few things in her time as a crimefighter – fanboys, conventions, cosplays, but fanfiction? Did people really enjoy that sort of thing?

Still, if she could accept falling through a magic portal thing and waking up in some godforsaken town, she could deal with creative literature. She just hoped there weren't any weirdos out there who wrote for Captain Man. 

"Okay, not the weirdest thing that's happened to me today, but seriously, what am I doing here?"

"Well..." The girl glanced away and scratched the back of her head; only this time, it wasn't out of shyness. 

"I kinda used a Reality Altering Device to pull you and Kid Danger from your worlds into mine so we could fight crime together. Only, I think it's gone a bit...wrong."

"A Reality Altering Device, you say?" Asked (y/n), her interest suddenly piqued as she gave Missy her first taste of that all-seeing, all-knowing, mothering stare. "Like the one built by Evil Science Corp? Like the one that recently got stolen?"

It was like the heroine saw straight through her, and even if she wanted to, Missy couldn't lie. She feared for her life if she did. "...Yes?"

"Oh, sweet cheese..." The boy and girl watched as she pinched the bridge of her nose, breathing deeply to stave off the rising blood pressure threatening to give her a heart attack. 

She'd heard about it in her old circles; news of a break-in at a well-known manufacturer of evil inventions travelled fast, but Missy looked like she could barely steal cookies from a Girl Scout. Still, if experience taught (y/n) anything, she knew better than to underestimate children, especially those who hung out with Henry. 

"Okay, okay, federal crimes aside. If this is an altered reality, answer me one thing."

"You only have one question?" The boy asked in a teasing lilt, gesturing to the plethora of things that didn't make sense. 

"I have several, but I have neither the time nor the patience to get through them all," (y/n) replied, placing her hands on her hips before turning to the bouncing girl hovering between them. "Missy?"

"Yes?" She said eagerly, ready to do anything and everything asked of her by her two favourite heroes. Only the question wasn't what she or Henry expected. 

They watched as the woman pointed to her legs, sticking one out to highlight the missing garment. "If I'm Miss Danger again, why the hell am I wearing this?"

"Because fighting crime in a skirt is both impractical and dangerous," replied the girl as if it was obvious, not a hint of malice or accusing in her voice – merely a speck of confusion. "Why did you design your super-suit like that?"

Her bluntness made (y/n) blink, rendered speechless as she tried to think of why it hadn't occurred to her all those years ago. 

Missy had a point: how many times had she felt exposed when climbing a ladder? How many enemies leered at her feminine appearance? How often had her thighs gotten chilly? Too many to count, but by the time she noticed the issues, her suit was already iconic. 

"...Because it didn't seem like a problem at the time."

"Uh, yeah, guys, speaking of problems..." The sound of Henry clearing his throat pulled their attention away, leaving (y/n) no choice but to accept her new look when the boy pointed to what they'd ignored for much too long. 

Following the direction of his finger, their eyes landed on the ongoing crime, with the giant still taunting the same stubborn woman. "What are we gonna do about Coach Cregg?"

"Who now?" The heroine frowned upon noticing how they stared at the man-mountain she'd tried to tackle. Apparently, he had a name. 

"Coach Cregg. He's a character from one of my fanfictions," Missy explained. If she had time, she'd show Miss Danger all her stories and their accompanying illustrations, but that could happen later. She didn't know how to say she may have brought her imagination's villains to life. 

"'Course, he is," (y/n) muttered, watching as the furious man played tug-of-war with the purse – a game that never gets old. "Well, having attempted to beat him up, I have to say the guy is an absolute unit."

Henry scoffed at her reluctance and cracked his knuckles, suddenly all cocky and confident after Missy convinced him to fight in her bedroom. One crime, and they'd get to go home, which didn't sound too hard for an experienced supe like him. 

"Yeah, well, so am I."

"Henry, you know I love you, but let's be honest," said his surrogate sister, barely hiding her bemused snort. "You're a bit shrimpy."

"Rude." He sent her a dry glance, still limbering up for a brawl, rolling his shoulders and stretching his hamstrings. And he noticed how the girls just stood there, leaving him to do a proper hero's work. "I'm not the one who hasn't fought crime for a year."

"You try dropping a baby and kicking ass at the same time. See how it works out for you."

"Look, I can handle Coach Cregg," Henry insisted, flashing the woman his signature smirk before turning to his target. Maybe he looked big, but that meant he'd hit the ground even harder. "He's just some roided-out gym teacher. Probably won't even have to use my superpower."

"You sure?" (y/n) didn't look so convinced, eyeing the pair like Missy did, and the girls swapped a nervous look. 

Coach Cregg was ridiculously strong, just as he'd been written, and Miss Danger could vouch for that, having been tossed around like a rag doll. All she could think as she watched her beanstalk of a baby waltz up to the guy was how he dwarfed the kid – made him look like a toothpick ready to be snapped in two. 

"The guy packs a punch."

"I'll be fine!" Henry said confidently, fists clenched by his side as his stern stare met Cregg's, allowing a red haze to descend over the giant's vision like a mad bull. 

"Seriously, how tough can one bad guy be?"

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[cleverthylacine]

Just watched Ep 1 of Earthspark S2. And I'm furious.

Don't read this if you don't want spoilers. Or if you think the showrunners can still do no wrong, and are unprepared for the level of Incandescent Fury of which I am capable. But if you DO have spoilers for the whole season and understand my particular vibe, PLEASE read this and reblog with answers (but use the cut for the sake of my followers)...

Reasons why I'm mad:

A year goes by in which all of the stuff I was actually interested in presumably happened: dealing with GHOST, the Decepticons and Autobots cooperating, and also, Mo and Robby getting cool mech suits.

Then for no reason other than "Decepticons huh" the Decepticons apparently forgot their alliance, turned on Our Designated Good Guys (tm) and just randomly started trying to conquer and/or kill everything again. Or were they screwed over, yet again? I really hope so, not because I want them to suffer but because there needs to be a freaking reason why they turn on other Cybertronians when they are stuck on Earth. But I don't have a good feeling about it given the contemptuous attitudes displayed by Bee (as usual, because ES Bee is a fucking asshole) and Robby (disappointing, he wasn't like that before).

And we never did get to find out what the fuck was up with GHOST or why the Decepticons were all in jail (and no, "Decepticons huh" is not an acceptable reason--they have every reason to hate us.)

Breakdown is a terrible parent for no reason? BREAKDOWN?

The Chaos Terrans thing gives me the same willies that the Orcs in Tolkien (I am not a Tolkien fan) used to do. I am not comfortable with the eugenicist/ableist notion that people can be born corrupt and innately evil, especially not if it has something to do with HOW they were born.

Soooo... if you've finished the season (I know you've been posting a bit about it) is there any reason for me to continue?

Reasons I would continue:

Ravage continues to be basically the same Ravage I write, only much smaller.

RavWave (as a ship, not just platonic interaction, mostly because I would watch anything for that no matter how messed up)

Explanation that there actually is a reason why the Cons turned on everyone, and what that reason is. Did they want to put them back in jail? Did they want them to do forced labour? Did Megatron start whaling on Starscream again? I note Tara isn't around Con HQ, what does Tara know?

Quints are interesting and not just scary (the Quints in Cyberverse scared me more than many adult horror movie villains did, BUT they are also just kinda evil and mean and we have no idea why, which would not have been particularly interesting at all except for the fun of watching Hot Rod and Soundwave become the faction leaders while OP and Megatron were unable to be)

Chaos Terrans are not innately bad or do not need some mystical power of nuclear heteronormative family to make them good

The Decepticons get something out of the ending other than screwed

We find out more about Dot and Megs

Some Cons are good parents

More Tarantulas and Nightshade content

Hashtag continues to have a relationship with Starscream that affects the plot as it develops

We are actually told what happened during the year they missed

Reasons I would not continue:

Cons are just bad because cons are bad.

Ravage is Soundwave's daughter or pet or in some other way not actually a grown-ass adult Decepticon officer, making Soundwave a father who raises child soldiers or a guy who runs dogfights, which is not cute even if he is snatched af

(they don't have to be lovers though my shipping heart was pleased when their PDA in the deleted scenes embarrassed Starscream, but she has to be a Real Independent Person who could be someone's partner if not his)

Chaos Terrans are innately bad until "saved" by the Power of Love And the Nuclear Family (or just innately bad)

Emberstone continues to be Allspark Mark II so why even change the name?

Bee's incredible assholery is never called out (it's not funny when a starving person accidentally kills their starving teammate due to a mistake they made because they were starving)

Only Autobots and people who form nuclear families can be good parents

Everyone being friends with the cows goes to the PETA place

Cons get nothing but screwed

Please tell me this series hasn't gone where I was afraid it would. Or let me know that it has so I can decide if it's going to be so bad I'll be mad the whole time like I was in Ep 1.

Warning: anyone who clowns on this post to be a RavWave anti or say "The Decepticons are supposed to be pure evil, duh!" will get blocked.

[devondespresso]

writing my silly little fic and again im struck with how much opportunities they missed by pretending the s2 stancy breakup wasn't messy, specifically for Nancy's guilt about barb and forcing herself to grow up too fast

like s1 Nancy spends one night being a stupid teenager goofing off at her boyfriend's party and staying over to get spicy while Barb goes home. then she later realizes Barb disappeared and died that one night she was letting go and having fun. this is widely recognized trauma for her and informs a lot if not most of her actions through the rest of the show

in season 2 she's feeling the weight of it more around the first year anniversary. steve trys to help by taking her to a party to forget for a little while and 'be stupid teenagers' for a night. a perfectly set up parallel already

the way the show wants it to go, we get the bullshit argument, they fight, allegedly break up at some point, and nancy sleeps with Jonathan. later steve tells her to go with him and we're supposed to read it as Steve stepping back so jancy can happen. we're supposed to be seeing this as a happy ending.

but with the material we're given this would have been the perfect place for an emotional repeat of season 1 for nancy. she and steve go to the party and pretend to be stupid teenagers for the night. but oh no! nancy lets lose too much, lets herself relax and drink and dance, and the next day her boyfriend's pissed. hes saying she said things she never remembered saying and its hurt him and she doesn't know what to do. and kids around school are talking about them breaking up at the party, and that fits with Steve's anger she saw, so they must've broken up right? it sucks, even if she wasn't in love with him, that'd be the worst way to break up with someone (especially if she's confusing platonic and romantic feelings or convincing herself it has to be romantic when she really just values him as a friend)

and then she doesn't have time to work it out, she needs to go with Jonathan to avenge barbs 'disappearance' to give her family closure. She's got a lot of conspiracy shit to do and its stressful. so when murray starts going off about how she's not really in love with steve, how she actually likes Jonathan and he seems to like her back. they finished a lot of the hard work with the conspiracy stuff, she can let her guard down and have a quick good night.

then the next day is chaos. demodogs and labs and will being possessed. It a rough fucking day. Steve tells her to go with Jonathan while they get the mindflayer out of Will, civil like they're on good terms so she does (and thank god she did because that was rough and they needed all the help they could get)

and then everything's fine again, with the upside down. and it looks like she handled things better this time, was about to relax occasionally and still made it through.

except apparently she and steve didn't break up. he thought it was just a few fights, that they put their shit aside for the apocalypse and now they can work things out.

and it could ruin nancy. a year later and she's still hasn't learned her lesson, that letting her guard down hurts the people she cares about, that relaxing and having fun makes her lose people. its her fault for the messy breakup with Steve and its her fault that barb is gone. she's the reason she's lost friends close to her, 2 for 2, and now she only has Jonathan left (and what do you know, season 3 has her conflict with Jonathan and in season 4 she's not let anyone else get truly close to her and fred still dies)

you see what i mean?? by having conflict magical resolve itself in the background we loose so much powerful, painful character drama for her. our girl who thinks she has to keep the world around her up solely on her shoulders because she can't handle the loss of her best friend in season 1. Nancy who desperately wants to be normal and have people she loves but keeps losing them, through factors both in and out of her control, but feels like everything has to be her fault just because some things were.

and to be fair, that story is still present in the show. its there and definitely compelling, but it could've been even more so. i feel like if maybe there was less 'nancy has to be a strong independent girlboss' in there (abd it's definitely there, they want to make a point of making her a Strong Woman Character so bad) and she was allowed to have mistakes acknowledged by the narrative, this is the direction it would've gone. She could've been an excellent example of well written women who are strong and awesome through their own right instead of the narrative trying to make us like her

[woofs-silly-ships]

⚡️Intro!💙

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/imp note about F/Os!!: All but one of my F/Os are adults, and the oc I use to ship with them is an adult as well!! The one that isn’t is Ic-0n, who is canonically ageless but I hc her as being 16 due to her crush on Max, a 15 y/o. Therefore, the oc I use to selfship with her in particular is 16 as well :D! I’m a minor as well so this is fine!

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Ship boundaries: the vast, vast majority of ships with my f/os I’m totally chill with and some I even ship myself! I just ask you don’t bring any of these here: Staticmoth, Ribbun, Demencia x Flug. Idc if you ship any of these, I’d just prefer it if y’all didn’t mention them here

F/O list?: Romantic List , working on platonic list!

Hazbin/Helluva…really?: I purely find comfort in the characters and world of the hellaverse, that’s it. I freaking hate vivziepop and will never support her, and I selfship in a rewrite version of the hellaverse that fixes a lot of the major issues (I’m still working on it but trust me guys).

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[amyyythestarry]

CHAPTER 109 OF TBHK!

I love how Tsu’s feet is just kicked up, like always. I find it so hilarious because people are calling him fruity💀.

Fruity a** pose.

Him and his brother, omg.

The bestie look, the look of secret telepathy I knew I would see it from them. I really want to see it from the Yugi twins too. Like, twin telepathy, then saying stuff at the same time/doing something in sync, maybe as humans people get them mixed up or they swap for the day. I always imagine them just being silly stereotypical twins.

Yes Teru is pissed.

Also Mirai not being able to read is funny to me.

In an au where they are alive, in my aus where they are all in the Near Shore, she just has dyslexia.

Tsu’s smug smile, enjoying his ambiguity and unknowing-ness. Just a drama king in disguise and wants to mysteriously introduce himself.

Mr. B**ch. Step forward.

Jesus.

They for real called him out. Can’t even claim it’s bs.

I didn’t realize this before, but the fact Tsukasa is surprised is really funny.

Because if you think about it, Hanako has been acting more like how he was as a human, ‘Amane’, than he is as a supernatural, as ‘Hanako’. Being embarrassed for himself.

The Amane Tsukasa knew was not perverted, and if he was then he probably kept that to himself, instead of Hanako, who outwardly acts as a perv.

“Amane, you want to do pervy stuff?” - 🫢

Tsukasa, as the very non-perverted person he is, must actually be shocked that his dear old twin brother would be and want to do such a thing. Maybe not disgusted like Teru and Akane obviously is, but since that’s not a part of Amane he know he will hold this in his memory bank. Now he knows you’re a pervert Amane. He’ll probably never let you ‘live’ this down.

She just a little baby, she can’t even reach over the thing!

Her first time in court she was only 3 years old.

I wonder when she’ll turn back to normal?

I love love love Akanene, I’m sorry y’all.

But c’mon, HE’S DEFENDING HER, STICKING UP FOR HER, WANTING HER TO WIN HER CASE.

Platonic or not, they are the sh**.

In the MangaUp translation it said “Do you really think I’m a sociapath?” ( Or something like that ) He definitely is.

Not Tsu saying he would. Everyone’s reading him like an open book, omg. 😭

Akane has nothing to say.

The way he just smiles silently, looks up to see if his fellow criminals will defend him, even a little. Not even Nene did though.

C’mon Teru, Akane was expecting a message of love. Whatever, they’re the yaoi ever.

Pose of innocence.

Then rats himself out.

He can’t help his brutal honesty.

The word ‘smithereens’ is something I don’t want to hear.

Feed him to the owls is crazy.

I love characters who talk in first person when addressing themselves. Doesn’t Tiara also do that?

Totally random, but Tiara and Mirai would be besties.

And Tsu smiling without concern.

I cannot be the only one who is dissatisfied that something didn’t happen to him?

Like really, we could have seen what the Tsu of TBHK future was, we could have seen him disappear/die. And I love him with all my heart, but you cannot admit that that would not be a plot turner, or exciting to see something bad happen to him.

He just had to use that little sprinkle of hope, the power of what? F**king friendship? Loyalty to carry out his job? From thin air.

He’s still amazing though.

Was he yelling as Amane, the caring big brother, or Hanako, the leader of the mysteries who used his twin powers to predict what Tsu was going to do and knew it was going to lead to something bad? Maybe both.

Also, is this just a general warning, or will this have consequences later?

Signature move I guess.

Jii-san. Says the person who doesn’t care for supernaturals, calling the supernatural that tricked and got him involved with the school mysteries, ‘grandpa’..

Let us just hope Akane will survive the next chapter ok?

I wonder if his body is actually different from his human body though? Does he actually have gears inside of him? Or is Tsu just making assumptions.

But, wasn’t he in Clock Keeper form when he got a hole stabbed in his chest in the severance arc?

Oh god.

Whatever, I’m just gonna place my bets that Tsukasa will somehow be stopped. Probably not by Akane though, he’s the weakest school mystery and can’t even stand a chance against Teru.

Nice chapter, I was honestly expecting jail time.

[praline-elegy]

✿ This looks like fun! ✿

[Fandom game post here]

A - Ships that you currently like a lot. (They don’t have to be OTPs because not everyone has OTPs.) Friendships, pairings, threesomes, etc. are allowed.

Seiji Katayama x Nicholas Cox (Fence)

Draco Malfoy x Harry Potter (HP)

If you want to read my Fence related answers, jump to letters: M N O R S T V or Z

B - A pairing–platonic, romantic or sexual–that you initially didn’t consider, but someone changed your mind.

Nastu Dragoneel x Gray Fullblaster (Fairytail) - I’m mainly a gruvia shipper BUT I came across this brilliantly written gratsu fic a few years back and it rewrote my brain chemistry entirely.

C - A ship you have never liked and probably never will.

I don’t like saying mean things.

D - A pairing you wish you liked but just can’t.

Shinsou Hitoshi x Kaminari Denki (MHA) - Monoshin has my heart <3

E - Have you added anything cracky/hilarious to your fandom? If so, what?

I wrote about an established relationship where character A wanted to give character B a gift. A asks B’s bff what to give him. Bff tells A to give B a rock. A proceeds to spend the day meticulously picking out a rock to give to B. A later presents this perfectly picked out rock to B, and B loves this little gift. This story oddly resonated with a lot of people in my old fandom lol. Moral of the story? People love rocks. Give your friends rocks. They will love you.

F - What’s the longest you’ve ever been in a fandom?

About a decade? I started watching Pokémon for as long as I can remember (still love it!), but I fell out of the fandom when my parents stopped paying for cable.

G - Have you ever had an OTP? If so, do you remember your first one? Who was in it?

Zutara. Zuko and Katara were everything to me. Fire and water? Their antagonistic relationship? There was so much tension there. It just made sense to me.

H - What is your favorite source text for fandom stuff (e.g., TV shows, movies, books, anime, Western animation, etc.)?

The first half of my life was dedicated to TV shows (when I had cable). The rest of my life is dedicated to printed material (books, manga, comics, etc).

I - Has Tumblr caused you to stop liking any fandoms, if so, which and why?

No. I only joined this platform about two months ago. I haven’t come across any negativity on this side of tumblr.

J - Name a fandom you didn’t think about until you saw it all over Tumblr. (You don’t have to care about it or follow it; it just has to be something that Tumblr made you aware of.)

Little Goody Two Shoes (indie game)

Temeraire (book? I think?)

K - What character has your favorite development arc/the best development arc?

Juvia Lockster or Flare Corona (both Fairytail)

L - Say something genuinely nice about a character who isn’t one of your faves. (Characters you’re neutral about are fair game, as are characters you merely dislike. Characters that you absolutely loathe with the fire of ten thousand suns are exempt, as there is no point in giving yourself an aneurysm over a character that you hate.)

Can’t think of a character I actively loathe or dislike at the top of my head.

M - Name a character that you’d like to have for a friend.

Sungchul Park (Fence) - He seems cocky and I like that.

Luna Lovegood (HP) - She’s just got the VibesTM you know?

N - Name three things you wish you saw more of in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice).

Nicholas coming over to visit the Katayamas for winter (or summer!) break.

I want to get severe secondhand embarrassment from something that Nicholas does in front of Seiji. I want to fluster that boy so bad. I want him to feel so embarrassed he could melt into a puddle of liquified Cox. And after all of the chaos I want Seiji to find that Nicholas actually looks rather cute when he’s blushing and flustered :) I’m evil.

‼️ MORE ‼️ BLUSHING ‼️ NICHOLAS‼️

I also want to explore more of Nicholas’ (fandom assumed) fear of the dark.

Would love to see more of Nicholas being vulnerable around Seiji.

I want to see more of the Leventis/Levantis twins (I’m writing something myself, but still. Would love to see others interpretation of the boys)!

Nsfw-wise… I’d like to see more bottom or submissive Nicholas. I think fandom has mostly pegged him for a dominant top lol.

O - Choose a song at random. Which ship or character does it remind you of?

Kiss Me - Sixpence None the Richer is how I envision Robert Coste and Nicholas’ mother’s relationship to be like in one of my unfinished pieces. An au where Nicholas doesn’t know who his father is and has a loving relationship with his mom.

P - Invent a random AU for any fandom (we always need more ideas).

Needing to make dinner but the jar of sauce won’t open so character A visits their neighbor character B and asks for help in opening the jar.

Character A is staring at character B while walking down the sidewalk and accidentally walks into a light pole. A scurries away in embarrassment while B finds that kinda cute.

Accidentally blurting out a romantic confession whilst in the middle of an argument.

Q - A fandom you’ve abandoned and why.

I wouldn’t necessarily say that I’ve abandoned any fandoms, just outgrew them (show finished), left due to circumstances (no more cable or show on hiatus), or lack of inspiration to continue writing. It feels wrong to say “abandoned” because I still love these fandoms and would still go back to consume their content. I’m just not actively involved anymore.

Kuroko no Basuke. Miraculous Ladybug. Fairytail.

R - Which friendship/platonic relationship is your favorite in fandom?

The Leventis/Levantis twins (in my own personal interpretation of them). I have a sibling so I’ve mostly based their interactions on my own. The kind of relationship where you annoy each other but love each other fiercely.

S - Show us an example of your personal headcanon (prompts optional but encouraged)

I think that Seiji would own a dog.

Also!! Headcanon that Seiji runs warm and Nicholas has wonky blood circulation which leads to wearing tank tops and shorts in the winter but hoodies and sweatpants in the summer.

T - Do you have any hard and fast headcanons that you will die defending? 

Seiji is a dog person.

U - Three favorite characters from three different fandoms, and why they’re your favorites.

Reese from Scarlet Hollow - I yearn for starving artists. And he likes horror movies? Score! He’s also a little shy but also very cute. 10/10 would romance again.

Sebastian from Stardew Valley - Quiet loner that enjoys tabletop games similar to D&D? And he rides a motorcycle? Brb swooning at his feet.

I can’t pick a favorite from Fence ;v; I love Nicholas but I also love Scott and Thomas and Sungchul and Nate aaaaaaaaa

V - Which character do you relate to most?

In Fence? Nate Spencer. I was originally going to say Nicholas but after further evaluation I realize that I am in fact Nate. The kind of person that brightens up the room but also tends to gravitate to one person in particular despite getting constantly ignored (Aiden sksks).

W - A trope which you are virtually certain to hate in any fandom.

No happy ending. Hurt no comfort. Break-up fics.

X - A trope which you are almost certain to love in any fandom.

Enemies to lovers. Rivals to lovers. Sickfics. Inexperience (first kiss, first times). Not actually unrequited love. Secondhand embarrassment. Sex pollen/lust potion. Truth serum. Party games (i.e. truth or dare). Time travel.

Y - What are your secondhand fandoms (i.e., fandoms you aren’t in personally but are tangentially familiar with because your friends/people on your dash are in them)?

Call of Duty.

Z - Just ramble about something fan-related, go go go! (Prompts optional but encouraged.)

I’m surprised by the lack of rarepairs in Fence. There’s so much potential with the amount of characters that have been introduced so far, but I guess I can see why. Nichoji are just so throughly entwined with each other it’s almost impossible to envision them with anybody else. Other than that, I would gander that there’s more interest in the main ships than exploring newer characters and even newer relationships. (I aim to change that though, a new rarepair is on the horizon!! Hopefully by Valentine’s day 👀💘)

I’m also rather surprised by how active this fandom is despite the small size of it. It’s nice and cozy here though and I like that.

This fandom is actually making me want to try drawing again. Just speaking out to the void here lol. I was pretty decent at drawing chibis when I was younger. Blushing Nicholas here I come… ✍️♥️✨

[beanghostprincess]

I am so delighted to see we can send platonic ship and that you are insane about it!! (same here i love it so so much, tahat all my life) so what about Nami&Robin or/and Nami&Zoro

there are so many people asking me my opinions i can't believe y'all actually care about what i have to say ilysm <33

nami/robin: i love them and i wish they had more scenes together in canon :(( i love that they share a room and their beds are literally next to each other. i'm sure that they cuddle when they sleep. no doubt about it. robin reads out loud while nami does her nightly routine with makeup and stuff and then they talk for a bit before falling asleep. i love that they're the only girls in the crew but their role isn't just that. they both keep the guys in place but robin has that silly, satiric dark side that scares nami sometimes, and nami has that impulsive, thief side that robin loves too. and kjsdcjksdnjkasd they make me ill. they have girl nights. they go shopping. they talk shit about people together. they eat sanji's food together. nami talks about how much she misses her girlfriend (vivi, i miss you too. come back) and robin comforts her but instantly nami complains about her "not getting it" because she has her husband on the damn ship!!!!! then nami goes and hugs robin back again. i think they're the smartest and brightest girls ever and they deserve all the love. neither of them has ever had real friends and now that they have the chance to live freely, they finally can hang out together. robin is older and tbh i think she sees nami as this cute, young, brilliant girl with so so much potential. and nami sees robin as, like, this older, mature woman that's also her bestie and that's awesome!!! a lot of people ship them romantically but i personally see them as besties or sisters ngl. i think robin is still getting used to having friends like a normal person and nami teaching her how to enjoy life is so,,, so beautiful,,, they also have their own shenanigans and i need them to have wayyy more scenes together c'mon!!!

nami/zoro: i am so not shutting up about them i apologize- i love them. i am obsessed with them. we need to talk more and more about them. "they're overrated" they should be. they deserve it. i fucking love everything about these two. so, so much... the thing that makes me like them it's probably the fact that they're part of the romance dawn trio, and i'm very nostalgic about those three. they're all important to luffy, of course, all of his nakama are. but... there's just something about zoro and nami being the first ones that makes me insane. they're the ones that had to deal with luffy together when they first met, and ever since, they've just been sooo chaotic. i'm happy opla gave them scenes together (uhhh not so much the fact that people see them romantically. it's obvious they wanted to make them romantic. please don't, netflix, i'm watching you) because they mean so much to me! they have this lesbian/gay solidarity and hostility (yes, at the same time) that i LOVE. i'm obsessed with zoro being all edgy-wannabe (he's just quiet lmfao his dramatic gay ass wanting to be a dark swordsman is so funny) and nami like "??? shut up you're just dumb". the fact that they argue and zoro complains about her manipulative behavior but still always helps her and saves her every time,,, that's so,,, i love them. i know we all say zoro is luffy's guard dog, but that's not true. zoro is luffy's cat and nami's guard dog. he stays behind nami protectively with a dark stare and nobody dares to approach her bc they know they'll die if they try to hurt his navigator. he'd never admit it out loud, tho, but he cares for her an insane amount. and she loves him too. thinking about them cuddling when it's too cold and zoro's just the perfect pillow!! zoro braiding nami's hair!!! nami helping him clean his swords!! they look after the other all the time,, and they are the ones that know luffy the best, of course they're going to be the first ones to talk things out together if something's wrong with him. also, my zolu shipper heart needs to say that nami would be the first one to find out about them. in every universe. i love them.

[dootznbootz]

Do you have any favorite m/f ship besides zelink, odypen, nalu? And do you have any favorite f/f and m/m ship? Or even a polyamorous one? (when I say "favorite" I really mean favorite, not just one you like!)

Lil confused by the question, as you're saying "I really mean favorite, not just one you like" as...I already told y'all about my favorites. Zelink, OdyPen, and Nalu. Those are my favorite ships.

But since you're asking again. I'll just name some in general :) I have many that I'll often be like "I love them!" but also I'm just thinking on the top of my head. Also I'll only be talking about ships that are like, for the ROMANTIC stuff. I have many brotps and friendships that I love a lot :D

Again, disclaimer: these are just opinions with shipping. Not about actual human people. Shipping is usually what you yourself vibe with the most, so that's what this is.

*coughs* Yuri > Yaoi. Women are cool. I ship more yuri and have more thoughts about yuri than yaoi *coughs*

I like Jim x Claire from Trollhunters. He's no longer human (for that short amount of time) and still she's so ride or die, as he is too. She held back the fucking SUN to save him. Enough said.

I haven't finished the Manga but I did get pretty far and I like Yato and Hiyori from Noragami. He's never had a shrine before despite being a god and she made him his first one.

OH ALSO MAIKO. I fucking love Mai x Zuko. I love Suki and Sokka but that's a given. They're fucking made for each other. but fucking Maiko?? I still get shivers from "I love Zuko more than I fear you." ughhjhhhh She's grumpy and mean but she loves him so muchhhhh. I don't give a fuck about the ship wars with ATLA except Maiko and Suki and Sokka.

Edwin and Royai from FMA :) Mostly Edwin, I teared up when Winry accidentally ripped his cute proposal apart with "Half? I'll give you all of me?"

Got a pair with OCs. (honestly it's funny because I had them for a while but then I got into the Odyssey and I realized they match up with my Odypen so I think poured so many of my thoughts from them into OdyPen as it fits. Water shit, scammers, one keeps having shit thrown at them and wants it to stop, etc. so much alike lol)

For F/F.

I'm very sure I'll love Farcelle once I get into Dungeon Meshi. they seem right up my alley. lol

"These shows are messy" yeahyeahyeahyeah, shut up. I love me some red and blue wives. Korrasami and Rupphire. Red and blue characters? WOMEN? Don't mind if I do >:) 🩵 ❤

There's so many more that I'm sure I'll like but I haven't watched/read everything yet. like I haven't seen owl house or she-ra and many others but I have a feeling I'll like them too (currently no streaming services :') )

I got lesbian grandma OCs :) Don't have names yet but in a DnD-esque shit, with a quiet and soft dwarven woman with a chaotic elf woman. They're done adventuring and are retired. They raise a different OC in their cottage now.

For M/M.

DioSthe I like a lot. >:) Sthenelus being his little cheerleader? Following Diomedes to all the new cities he founded? Literally saying I love you to one another? (I know that could've been platonic but they DO deeply care about one another) GOOD SHIT! They're messy but not purposely or happily hurting one another.

For poly, I don't really have any??? I already love platonic stuff in general and I'm a jealous person. :'D It's not like I don't want to ship Poly ships, I just haven't found any that I vibe with yet sadly.

There's that "(character) has two hands" which yes! That's right! :D They do!

...But so do the characters that they're holding hands with 👀 All characters do. Those other characters' other hands are free, they should reach over and hold hands too. If it's Person A/B/C, a triangle of holding hands. Poly marriages (not cult stuff. you know what I mean) need to be legalized so they can ALL be spouses.🥹 (if people just want significant others that's chill. But for me, it's ride or die for all lovers or I don't get it. BOND ALL YOUR SOULS TOGETHER or BUST)

if they're not all holding hands and spinning in a circle then the stupid, jealous, lizard brain in me is like "But...that's not fair ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡ They should all smooch each other. Why does only one get the smooches? If one is smoochless, I'LL start smooching their unloved cheek. You snooze, you lose."

Because like, there's some Poly ships where I KNOW that the character has a favorite. Canonically. Some people can know there's a favorite and still ship but not my jealous ass :') I would always feel bad and jealous on that character's behalf because I have lizard brain. Ship what you ship but with Odysseus for example, if he had to choose between Penelope and someone else, he'd choose Penelope. Always. I'm sorry but that's literally canon. He wouldn't even hesitate or feel bad.

Honestly, if folks know of poly ships who are all holding hands, are all mutually obsessed, and not letting go then I'm all ears.🥹

(preferably with a woman in it)

[poppletonink]

Review: Best Friend's Brother

★★★★★ - 5 stars

"Maybe James will wait for three years, maybe he won't, but Regulus? Oh, Regulus will wait all the way until his final breath."

James Potter is best friends with Sirius Black, and Sirius Black hates his own family. He hates the family who abused him; who abused him until he ran away, when he was taken in by James' parents and became an honorary Potter. James would never betray Sirius by falling in love with a member of his family. Remus Lupin is best friends with Regulus Black. Regulus Black who escaped from his family on his own after his brother left him; slipped under the radar of the members of his old life by becoming his true self - by becoming a boy. Remus would never betray his partner in misery by falling in love with the brother Regulus hates so dearly. Except, none of them are aware that it is actually happening.

To start, it needs to be addressed that I was reading this during the horrible time period in which Zar took their fics down off AO3. The lesson they were trying to teach is clear: fandom etiquette has gone out of the window and it must return. We as fans do not have the right to demand anything of the wonderful writers that carry on that universe for us - to share another aspect or viewpoint of the characters and world we love so dearly. Truly, I felt physical and emotional pain when Zar took this masterpiece off AO3 when I was exactly 50% of the way through it, and immense joy and exhilaration when their fanfics returned. Especially as it meant I could continue to read Best Friend's Brother.

I think it goes without saying that almost everyone in the Marauders fandom worships Zar's writing and I adored intermission. Best Friend's Brother is genuinely one of the best fics I have ever read - it's gorgeously written, in a way that even the poets would admire. The descriptions are beauty in written format, and the similes are worthy of adoration. Through Zar's writing, the love exuded throughout the entire fic is shown to be one for the ages. The tenuous romantic relationships, the platonic and best-friends relationships, and the familial relationships are a reminder of what life is all about: love. Also, I want to note that best friends Regulus & Remus is one of my new favourite things ever to exist in this fandom.

Something I extremely loved about BFB was the fact that it destigmatises going to therapy. It discusses how there are different types of therapy for different people, but when you find the right therapist for you it can be extremely helpful. Obviously, in order to have these discussions it has an even larger discussion of different mental health issues. It has people like Remus who bottle up their emotions until they break; people like James who feel like they have to be happy constantly and do not let themselves feel their emotions; and people like Sirius and Regulus with extreme childhood trauma they need to work through. Every single time Zar delved into a different character's issues they handled it with so much care, and it was written so perfectly. Just as Best Friend's Brother encourages the idea of going to therapy, it too feels like therapy. I garnered so much life advice from this book and it was all stuff that I needed to hear.

Alongside life advice, I learned so many random facts reading this (courtesy of predominantly Regulus and Pandora) about science and cooking and the world around us. It was a truly interesting read because it proved a point that I have been saying for months - that I learn more from the Marauders fandom than I ever do in school. It's random facts about bone mass without gravity and pest repellents that help you get through life (and through a pub quiz) rather than the fact that the mitochondria are the powerhouse of the cell.

In summary, Best Friend's Brother is just this: beautiful. It's heartwrenching, heartbreaking, and heartwarming all in one neat package wrapped in the ribbon of pain that infuses the Marauders fandom. It's a modern AU that carries the essence of the original characters, but with so many added aspects to their characterisation. Best Friend's Brother is a brilliant, quotable masterpiece that all Jegulus and Wolfstar shippers should class as required reading.

[praisetheplatonicism]

Oooh, interesting. Alright, as someone who reads and writes almost exclusively gen and filters accordingly, I only filter out M/M or F/F or whatever (depending on the gender of the platonic pair), and scroll through those results. If something is tagged as Gen, Other, or Multi, uses both the slash and the ampersand, and specifies in their tags that it can be platonic or romantic, or they refer to it as ‘heavy gen’, I’ll give it a read.

I should emphasise; when it comes to my bromances, by and large I cannot stand the shippy version of the relationship. They tend to gross me out (no hate, they just are not my thing, I lean so hard into the canon platonic side of things that to make it romantic just feels Wrong, but like what you like). But as long as you’ve written it in such a way that it doesn’t force me to interpret it romantically, you’re all good using both. I usually exclusively use the ampersand cause I prefer to write gen that is interpreted unambiguously as platonic regardless of intensity, but even I’ve used both a few times, when I really didn’t mind how someone wanted to see it.

I actually appreciate it more than just ‘picking a lane’, as it were. As OP says, gen fic is so much rarer and hard to find than slash, especially gen fic that treats the platonic relationship with the same gravitas a romantic pairing would get, so if you’ve written something that you feel CAN be platonic? Please tell me, so I can read it without worrying it’ll squick me out. I won’t risk reading things that are only slash tagged, but I would have missed out on so much great content that I actually could have read and enjoyed if it hadn’t been tagged in such a way that signalled you didn’t need to see it romantically if you didn’t want to. You mention that clearly in your tags, and I’ll be way more comfortable.

In the end, it’ll always be your call. Personally, I feel like if you’ve told people generally what to expect, you’re grand. There’s nothing I hate more than something platonic tagged going unambiguously shippy out of nowhere. Please don’t do that, especially if you don't then adjust the tags accordingly, it’s really disrespectful to people who just want to enjoy what they enjoy. It’s not a fun little surprise, it’s a real pain in the neck.

I know it can be hard to determine what counts as ‘inherently’ shippy, and everyone has their own opinions on this (for me it's generally things that are clearly inferring a romanitc reading or obviously sexual things), so if you’re worried about it, use both tags. Cover your bases. I’d rather someone warn that it might cross that line, then find it doesn’t, to someone not bothering to mention it and ending up squicked out.

Non-shippers should be able to comfortably enjoy fandom spaces too without having to walk on eggshells to avoid stuff they don't want to see. I really appreciate that people take the time to think about stuff like this. I feel like too often there’s this assumption in fandom that everyone is here for the shipping and there’s no other reason to engage with it, so who cares if the ship is forced in everyone’s faces, we all want to see it right? No. I really don’t. Proper tagging goes a long way.

Any advice on tagging fic when you're not sure if it should be tagged as gen or shippy? A decent amount of my fic is written from the perspective of seeing them romantically but doesn't actually contain anything that's exclusive to romance. If I just tag it & then people who ship it and would read it through that lens might filter it out, but if I tag it / then people who platonically ship it and would read it through that lens might filter it out, and if I use both and additional tags to clarify that it can truly be read either way depending on if you've got shipping goggles on or not same problem. So I'm just not sure what the *best* way to tag it is. (Currently I default to my personal intent of / and sometimes make note that you can read it platonically as well, but...)

My OTP is also my BroTP, so there are a few fics where I've used both tags. Unfortunately, I also used to use both tags on fics that were clearly ship fic because I reasoned "they're also besties". I wasn't thinking about the people who only want to read the fics where they aren't romantic.

Since a lot of people have the same thoughts that I used to have, and even more people don't know the difference between / and & to begin with (if you're one of them - / means a romantic or sexual story, & means a platonic one) I would probably recommend against using both unless you also add something to your story along the lines of, "I ship it, but you don't have to" or "Can be read as romance or gen" or whatever phrasing you'd like.

I'm going to specifically call out the Gen fic readers (and writers) here since they're the ones who usually have fewer fics to choose from - how would you prefer an author to tag in a situation where it could be read either way?