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bunny-lily · 1 month

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Satoru, who...

Did you ask for more fluff? I did, ehe~

Pairing: Gojo Satoru x fem!reader

CW: pure fluff, just fluff, no angst, only happiness | proposal, marriage, pregnancy, husband!Gojo, dad!Gojo, soft!Gojo, categorically fucking whipped Satoru, domesticity, kinda slice-of-life, mildly suggestive at the end

The starstruck boy, Gojo Satoru, who is utterly obsessed with you in every way possible.

AN: while I’m in the middle of writing an absurdly long fic, I wanted to post some shorter stuff to 1) keep my hands loose and brain active/busy, and 2) post something while I’m working on the fic to come. I won’t post much about it rn because I want to actually finish it first and not make any promises, so enjoy a lil fluff in the meantime <3 just something short and sweet

WC: 3k

Satoru, who is smitten with you from the very moment he first lays eyes on you. Sure, he's had infatuations before, but they were short-lived and typically lasted no longer than a week. A quick fascination, then poof. You, on the other hand – you are different.

And it is plain to see for pretty much everyone. He is normally cocky and outgoing, even during the little fads he’s had, he never let down his façade of bravado. You, though? You melt all his walls until he’s a goopy puddle of a blushing, giggling school girl.

He is whipped, almost to an annoying point. He rambles off Suguru's and Shoko's ears enough times for them to know when he’s about to start singing your praises and avoid him, or distract him somehow (which is a monumental task when his ditzy head is full only of thoughts of you).

Even so, they are conflictingly bewildered and happy for their friend. For him to have found someone that he is interested in for longer than a week – let alone several months, now – is a riveting change of pace. He seems so genuinely delighted any time you two interact, bubbly, dreamy sighs leaving him as hearts dance in his eyes.

He has fallen for you bad.

Satoru, who’s a stuttering disaster when he tries to ask you out on a date, and damn near collapses in relief when you’re able to decipher what the hell he’s going on about and agree to go to the new café that opened up near campus with him.

One date turns into two, then three, then a dozen more that become routine for you. You meet up after classes let out, then head to the café side by side. Or, if one is running late, you have each other’s orders memorized. You even go the extra mile and order him a sweet he hasn’t tried yet to surprise him with when he bursts into the establishment, panting like he ran a marathon. He might as well have, he booked it for the café as soon as he was free, dying to see you.

Satoru, who is somehow in even more shambles when he gets the nerve to ask you to go steady with him, despite the two of you being borderline boyfriend and girlfriend by now. He’s jittery, sweaty, downright vibrating with tense energy when he brings you to the sakura tree near the back of school that you two had laid claim on. Oh, and when you say yes? He’s certain he’s died and gone to heaven. Nothing can explain how an angel like you decided to grace him with your existence as is, let alone love him – even while you called him an idiot and said you thought you two were already dating.

Satoru, who was already protective over you when you first met, dials it to eleven after you agree to being his girlfriend. Gojo Satoru, the strongest man alive, could inspire fear and respect simply by being in the room with his confident and brash nature, completely relaxed and faithful in his skill. But if, gods forbid, something happens to you? Gone is that cocksure attitude. Gone are the coy smirks and passive-aggressive taunting meant to rile others up. Gone is everything but his one track mind that focuses solely on two tasks: protecting you, and destroying whatever harmed you.

Satoru, who spoons you to his chest and watches ASMR, random videos, or movies on your phone with you 'til you both fall asleep. It became routine shortly after you began officially dating. You'll climb into bed first and decide what you want to watch while he finishes his nightly regimen, then he'll slip under the blankets and pull your back flush against his front, prop his chin atop your head, slide a thigh between your legs, and off to cozy dreamland you two go as whatever you choose acts as white noise.

It brings him an immense amount of comfort, and though he doesn't need as much sleep as normal folks, he'll refuse to leave bed until you're awake (with the exception of any needs he might have to take care of that will only see him away for a couple minutes at most before he’s cradling you in his protective hold again).

Satoru, who salts and peppers your face with endless, ticklish kisses to wake you up, saving the best kiss for when your sleepy, pretty little eyes open: right on your lips. He always wakes up before you do, and spends hours watching your blissful, precious face as you snooze, content and relaxed like a cat with full trust in its human. The comparison always makes him smile, because he, truthfully, envisions you both as being cats all the time. Lazy ones that cuddle in the sun, your smaller form using his ridiculously fluffy and larger one as a pillow-slash-blanket. His tail twined with yours, your ears twitching as he grooms you with kitten licks, ah, the dream.

Satoru, who wants to slap a ring on your finger the very moment he can. You two spend so many days and weeks raving about your imaginary wedding that he so desperately wants to be real, setting up plans, picking out what you would want for decor, scrolling through forum boards for ideas on a wedding dress for you. He is practically more excited at the prospect of getting married than you are, eager to help in every step of the process and more. 'Let me handle all the hard stuff, baby,' he nearly begs.

He won’t tell you the cost of anything, and insists you go all out. Get the dress you want, don't you dare look at the price tag. Choose the perfect venue, he doesn't care if it's in Japan or fucking Dubai, he'll handle paying for everyone's travel and hotel needs on top of the whole wedding. Only the absolute best for you, nothing less, everything more.

Satoru, who is a train wreck of nervous excitement, anxious anticipation, and giddy trepidation when the day comes for him to propose. He takes you to the perfect location – up a short and easy hiking trail that leads to a cliffside with the most magnificent view of the ocean and setting sun. You think it's just a sweet date trip, until you see the path of tea candles guiding you to a romantically set up picnic blanket, a basket resting atop it, waiting to be opened.

When you turn around to express your shock and confusion, you find Satoru on one knee, looking up at you as if you are the most gorgeous and divine creature to ever exist. He's confident and boisterous, as always, as he plays out his little speech about how much he adores you and wants to keep you by his side, forever and ever, but he's a shaking trash fire inside. A shivering little dog that's relieved he didn't stutter or screw up the speech he practiced a hundred times over and then some.

Satoru, who's thanking every god to ever possibly reside above (and even below) when you throw your arms around him, sobbing into his shoulder as a flood of yeses pours out of you, slurred as you ramble through your tears and tell him you love him, how happy you are, and a plethora of other things that make him genuinely the most elated person to ever live.

Satoru, who slides the brilliant engagement ring he had custom made for you onto your finger; smooth, with an inset blue diamond that shares the same shade as his eyes, nestled in with a dozen tinier crystals in vine-like spirals flowing outward from the center. Swarovski, of course. He made sure that it was all flush with the platinum to ensure it wouldn't snag on anything.

He was practically breathing down the jeweler's neck during the entire process, needing to guarantee it’s positively perfect for you. And, when he sees the glimmering jewelry cozy on your finger, the evidence of your bond and the next step in your journey to unite as one, he knows he made all the right choices.

Satoru, who only uses the finest material for your matching wedding bands, and has the insides of both engraved with each other's names. Yours in his, his in yours. He has the same jeweler as before (poor guy) design them to have two stripes of platinum within the gold of your rings, delicate and stunning for himself and his wife.

Satoru, who's jubilant and so incredibly ecstatic that you're now his wife that he can't help but tell everyone he knows, everyday, multiple times a day, even those that were at the wedding. He just can't get over it. You're his wife, the girl he's been crushing on since highschool, the girl he swore to make his, and to devote himself to. It feels like an incredible dream, and he worriedly pinches himself from time to time to make sure it's real.

He did it. He married you, and now you carry his name in yours, in your wedding band, everywhere he could put it to subtly (not really) show you off as the unquestionably precious treasure you are, his wife, and how overjoyed he is that he managed to catch you and keep you.

Satoru, who forgets how to function when you hold up a pair of white and pink sticks on his birthday, from different brands, both showing positive symbols. You. You're pregnant. With his baby. He swears his brain short-circuits because one minute, he's staring at you like you'd grown a second head, and the next, he has you wrapped up in his arms as he showers your forehead, cheeks, nose, jaw, lips, neck, ears, anywhere he can reach, with kisses.

He's a babbling, sniffly mess as he practically crushes you to his chest and coos and preens and weeps with elation. He reveres you like a deity and he’s your loyal and pathetic servant who was blessed beyond measure that you decided to give him the gift of life. He's going to be a father, and it's all because of you.

Satoru, who completely spoils the living hell out of you during your pregnancy (as if he hadn't already been), bending backwards for you for everything. Weird cravings? He's on it. Swollen ankles and nausea? He's rushing to the store for medicine, then rubbing your feet to ease the ache. Insatiable horniness? He's your slave for you to use for your pleasure. Hormones swinging wildly back and forth? He's there with a box of tissues and his firm chest for you to beat on when you feel like you're going crazy. It's his fault you're pregnant, after all. You're doing the hard work of not just carrying his child, but of nurturing it, growing it, letting it take from you to develop strong and healthy. Of course he's going to take care of you.

Satoru, who refuses to let you do any work. You're on indefinite parental leave. From the moment you show him those positive tests, he sits your pretty ass down on the couch and tells you firmly that your only job now is to help your baby develop. He'll take care of everything else, don't even think about lifting a finger.

Satoru, who's there at every appointment with you, clutching your hand tightly as you talk to your doctor about everything you need to know. And when you have your first ultrasound, and see your fetus together for the very first time, he's crying right alongside you.

Satoru, who spent meticulous hours packing a duffel bag with everything you'll both need for when it comes time for you to go into labor. Spare changes of clothes, plenty of water, blankets to keep you warm, a couple pillows, anything and everything. He refuses to go in unprepared. As soon as it's all packed and ready to go by the 8 month mark of your pregnancy, it's in the backseat of the car. The baby car seat is in the trunk of the sleek and top-of-the-line SUV he purchased specifically for your soon-to-be family. He doesn't care that it's taking up space, or that it’s too early, he refuses to go in unprepared.

Satoru, who immediately ditches work the very instant your water breaks. Who gives a fuck if he's in the middle of something important, nothing takes precedence over you and the incoming birth of your infant. He's breaking several driving laws to get you to the hospital, but neither of you care. Not when you're panting in the passenger seat, white-knuckling the grab handle with a palm pressed to your stomach, grunting and crying out in pain any time you have a contraction. It's a miracle he doesn't get pulled over, and he's incredibly thankful (and proud of himself) for thinking of calling the hospital ahead of time so that they're ready for you.

Satoru, whose entire world becomes a blur from the second you reach the hospital, to the second you're crushing his hand in your grip, screaming as you fight to bring his baby into the world. He's letting you yell at him and blame him for the pain you're in, easily accepting and agreeing because it is his fault.

But while your shaking sobs and shrieks of agony wound his heart beyond any possible measure, he also can't help his elation at knowing it's time, all the waiting has been worth it, every minute spent catering to your every need, want, and desire. He'll do it indefinitely, wait on you hand and foot for the rest of his life, treat you like a queen, because you deserve it and so much more.

Satoru, who's shocked by how well he's holding up when the nurse puts the wrapped up, pudgy little newborn in his arms, gazing down at the tiny being. His tiny being, your tiny being, the fragile and priceless life you both created. Looking down at his kin, his reason for being, he knows he'd do anything and everything to protect you and your child.

Satoru, who sees you, a disheveled and tired disaster, with your hair all tangled, frizzy, and astray, strands stuck to your sweaty skin, your body slack in relief as the hardest part is finally over, watching your husband hold your baby, and he thinks you're more beautiful now than you've ever been.

You look like you’ve been dragged through hell; your legs are sticky with residue blood, amniotic fluid, placenta, and whatever else that needs to be cleaned off (though your legs are covered with a few layers of blankets to keep you toasty warm while you recover from labor), your face is a little pale and sallow, you're barely clinging to consciousness, and he's marveling at how he's never seen anything or anyone as utterly blest and sacred as you.

A goddess amongst men, the only one the strongest man in the world would ever willingly bow down to without you even needing to ask.

Satoru, who helps place your baby on your chest, the nurse having opened the blanket for skin-to-skin contact as you feed it, and finally lets himself release all his pent up emotions of raw, unfiltered joy. Every cell, every fiber, every atom in him is dancing in overwhelming happiness. He'd do it all over, again and again, as many times as you'd let him, if it means he gets to see you this blissful and tranquil. The glow of maternity suits you like no other, even in all your unkempt and chaotic glory.

Satoru, who can't believe he's a dad. He goes above and beyond, insisting he takes care of the baby at night so you can sleep – he doesn't need as much rest as others do, after all. He murmurs to his newborn about how much he cherishes and adores you, how much you mean to him, how you're the best wife and mommy a man could ever ask for and more. He reads the kiddo bedtime stories to help it sleep, feeds it, changes it, whatever it is that is needed, he's there and doing it.

On top of that, he continues to be your doting, devoted, caring husband. He makes sure you're taking your vitamins, takes you to all your postpartum appointments, aids you through your subsequent depression, all of it. He's sworn himself to you for life, not just in this timeline and universe, but in any and every single one of them.

He made and said his vows with purpose and conviction. He meant every word, and upholds them like his life depends on it. Because, in his mind, it does.

Satoru, who is patient with you, and firmly commands you to not push yourself to do things you can't do while you're still in recovery. He doesn't care if he has to wait months or even years for you to be ready to lay with him again, he'll wait it out. He might not be a patient man, but for you, he'd wait until all the stars die.

Oh, but you, darling little minx that you are, do your best to take care of him, too. Even when he urges you to rest, or not worry about it, or anything other arguments he might have against it, you tend to him in whatever way you can. Touching, sucking, rough and heavy petting, whatever it takes. You refuse to leave him alone to suffer through months and months of dryness with no relief save for his hand and the toy you surprised him with to help take the edge off.

Satoru, who can't be more grateful to you. You're more than his wildest dreams, the perfect wife, the perfect mother, the perfect person as a whole in the entirety of the universe. He really can't help boasting about being the Chosen One, because he really is, if the cosmos decided to gift him with you.

Satoru, who swears to take care of you for the rest of your lives, and does well on his promise.

Satoru, who fights for the sake of you and your kin alone. He refuses to leave you in any way, shape, or form. He refuses to let the world be a danger to any of you. He refuses to have anything happen to his family. Nothing will tear you apart, not now, not ever.

Satoru, who loves you more than the sun, the moon, and all the stars combined.

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luveline · 1 year

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Would KILL (not you) for a bit of Hotch rn.

Like just started dating, all new and neat. Shy reader at home while Hotch is at work and is having a lonesome girls night, face mask, pizza, dancing, the whole thing. Hotch then pays an impromptu visit. Pls and Thankyou

Love you you’re amazing 💕

thank you for your request! hotch x shy!reader ♡

You're tucked up on the couch trying not to get face mask in your pizza, or cheese in your face mask, when the doorbell rings. You drop your slice back into the box, eyes widened of their own accord. There's no way you can answer the door, not when your hair's sweaty from your latest karaoke dance routine, you're in your ratty pyjamas with a hole in the collar, and your face is blue. It's not happening.

You turn the volume down on your TV, sink down on the couch, and pray whoever it is didn't hear you laughing at your own Freddie Mercury impression. That would put you in an early grave, you'd die from embarrassment alone.

There's a heavy rap at the door. Your phone starts ringing on vibrate beside you. You slide off of the pillows and onto the floor, grabbing your phone and answering with as much grace as you can.

"Hello?" you ask.

"Hey, are you home?" Hotch's voice comes thick and steady through the speaker, and you swear you can hear a hint of amusement you'd rather have missed.

"Is that you, at the door?" you ask, knowing it is, and knowing this is the worst day of your life.

"Is that alright? I brought wine. I tried to call, but it wasn't going through, and you said I could come by whenever, now that we're–"

"Yeah," you say, getting to your feet. You're breathless suddenly, because you're very attractive boyfriend is at the door, and he's only been your boyfriend for a week —though he'd 'courted' you for far longer— and seeing him is a delight no matter how flustered he can get you. "It's alright, of course it's alright, um, uh, just– Aaron, I'm not very presentable."

"Could I be the judge?"

You look down at your fluffy socks. "Yes, I suppose so."

You go to the front door and open it. There's an abject moroseness to your actions, like defeat. This is where Aaron realises he's made a mistake, and he breaks up with you, and it breaks your heart forever. He really is handsome.

"Oh," Aaron says, standing on the short stone step outside of your house with a bottle of wine in hand.

"Sorry," you say, cringing.

"You're blue."

"Yes. I'm blue."

Aaron tilts his head slightly to one side, and his resting stern face lightens. "You look cute."

It's like being winded. He might as well have slapped you flat in the chest with the front of his wrist. "Thank you," you say, hoping that the floor will miraculously collapse beneath you and the earth will swallow you whole.

"Can I come in?" he asks, head still tilted. "I've missed you so much."

"You have?"

He laughs like this is extremely funny as you step back to make room for him inside. The bottle of win gets put on the sideboard that houses your shoes, and before you know it you have arms wrapped around you. Aaron gives perfect hugs; they aren't too tight, and they aren't too loose. His cheek rubs against your temple.

"You'll get blue on you," you say, trying to push him away.

And when he pulls back, you're right. Blue face mask has transferred from you to him, wet on his chin but quickly drying. You try to scrub it off of him with your thumb but the colour spreads around and makes an even bigger mess.

"Oh, sugar, I'm sorry," you say, your hands all over his face.

"You missed a spot," he says.

"Aaron, I've missed lots of spots."

"A particular spot, right..." He holds your chin between his thumb and forefinger and leans in for a long, chaste kiss. "There," he says, pulling away.

He has face mask on his cupids bow and the tip of his nose. You blink, dazzled, and prompt a laugh from your unsually smiley boyfriend.

"Cute," he says again, with an air of finality. "Want to order in?"

"I already got pizza."

"Oh, good. I thought with all the singing you might’ve been too busy."

If your face wasn't blue you'd drop it into your hands and weep. Aaron twines your fingers together, leading you into the living room for more pizza, blue chin and all.

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superhaught · 22 days

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To Be Another Notch... (Chapter Two)

Pairing: Leighton Murray x Reader

Warnings: sick reader, reference to the chapter 1 smut

Word Count: 1100, Part 2/?

Part 1

Just a little follow up to "To Be Another Notch in Your Bedpost." Might keep it going, might not. I don't really have any specific ideas for where this one could go, though!

Also, Anonymous Asked: All I can think about now is like what if Leighton x reader are snowed in at Essex and the reader is deliriously ill and Leighton goes into protector mode and her roommates don’t know how to react since they’ve never seen this side of her with anyone before

I don't know if I did a super excellent job addressing this ask but I hope y'all like it! I'm in a bit of a writer's block rn so I'm doing me best. <3

Reader wakes up very sick and Leighton takes care of her. (Reader is explicitly she/her in this one).

You had slept over with Leighton after your night together. You awoke, bundled warmly in her deluxe comforter.

Well, technically, you didn’t wake up of your own accord. Leighton jostled you in an attempt to wake you and it wasn’t until she had to begin shouting your name that you actually came to. And furthermore, you weren’t exactly comfortably warm. You felt freezing cold but your skin was covered in sweat and you were approaching a fever of 102 degrees Fahrenheit.

To make matters even worse, Essex had been the victim of a massive snowstorm overnight. Leighton had only been trying to gently wake you to let you know that classes had been canceled and you were welcome to stay, but then she felt how your skin was burning.

You opened your eyes blearily and were met with Leighton’s panicked expression and the back of her hand pressed against your forehead.

“Oh my god, you’re burning up.”

“What? Like the Jonas Brothers?”

“Jesus Christ, no! Not like the Jonas Brothers! You have a fever.”

“Ohhh… that makes more sense.” You coughed painfully and Leighton quickly handed you a bottle of water from her mini fridge.

“I will be right back, Stay. Here.” Leighton ordered before rushing out of the room.

You let your head collapse into the pillow and you were asleep again before you even knew it. An unknown amount of time later, Leighton came back into the room wearing a N95 mask, which she removed once the door was closed. Her arms were full of cold and flu supplies that she certainly could not have gone out and purchased due to the storm.

Leighton sat everything down next to the bed and started going through the pile, setting a fresh box of tissues with lotion next to you along with a bottle of electrolyte drink. Then, she sifted through the variety of medications and ultimately decided that just some straight up tylenol and cough medicine would be best.

Leighton was waking you up again and she helped you sit up while you took the medicines and drank a bunch of the electrolyte solution.

“Kimberly’s mom sent her all of this medicine and first aid stuff, it was honestly really impressive. My mom just sent me a Louis Vuitton weekender bag.”

You chuckled lightly, even though it hurt a little to do so, then spoke in a scratchy voice, “both things have their uses.”

Leighton felt your forehead again and then made you lie back down, “I’m quarantining you in here for now, at least until the storm clears. I’ll take care of you here.”

“You’re gonna get sick…” you pointed out.

“Then, you’ll take care of me.”

You furrowed your brows, “well, of course I will, but are you sure? I can just go home,” you made an attempt to sit up but Leighton pushed you right back down.

“Absolutely not. You’re in no state to walk across campus even if it wasn’t a blizzard outside. You’re staying here. End of discussion.”

“But I don’t-”

“Shut up, would you? You’re making me tired just looking at you,” she teased.

Leighton surprised you, then. She was no longer feeling the fever on your forehead for sheer monitoring purposes, but just softly caressing her thumb over your skin and wiping your sweaty hair aside as she did so. It was comforting.

You smiled, “you’re really sweet, thank you.”

Leighton leaned down and kissed your forehead gently and stayed by your side until you were too tired to keep your eyes open any longer and you fell asleep again.

Leighton put her mask back on to protect her roommates from your germs as best as she could then went out into the main area of the suite to let you sleep in peace.

Leighton sat down on the plaid couch in their common room and exhaled a deep breath. She had never really seen herself as a caretaker type, but for some reason, it had come naturally to her when she saw how sick you were.

Bela decided to go hang out in Jocelyn’s room to gossip the snow day away (with the help of cinnamon whiskey and apple cider… but mostly cinnamon whiskey), while Kimberly and Whitney hunkered down in their room.

Leighton scrolled mindlessly through her phone when Whitney came out to grab some food from the shared fridge.

“How’s your guest doing?” Whitney asked.

“Okay, I think.” Leighton answered simply.

“Is this someone we’ve met before?”

“No,” Leighton said, “she’s new as of last night…”

“Wow. You must be really into her, then.”

“Why do you say that?”

“Well, you let her sleep over and now you’re taking care of her while she’s sick? The Leighton Murray of a few weeks ago would never, storm or no storm…” Whitney smiled at the blonde and sat down on the couch opposite her.

Leighton’s cheeks flushed, “I don’t know… she’s cute. Really cute. And being around her has been really easy so far. Plus…”

Whitney raised an eyebrow, “plus…?”

Leighton rolled her eyes and then lowered her voice to a near-whisper, “Plus… she made me come like four times last night… maybe more. I honestly lost count.”

“Oh. My. God.”

“I know.”

“That’s just not fair.”

Leighton smirked and shrugged.

“So you’re taking care of her because the sex was amazing?” Whitney clarified.

“No, not just that. Maybe I do really like her. But like…” Leighton groaned, “I’m so fucking stressed about Tatum and Alicia still… Do I really want to jump right into another relationship?”

Now, Whitney shrugged, “do what makes your heart happy, Leight. If you like her, I say go for it. You never know when someone might be your person.”

Leighton looked over her shoulder at her bedroom door, “huh… yeah, maybe you’re right. I’m gonna go check on her.”

Leighton stood up and Whitney smiled, “I also think you should do whatever you can to bring this nurturing side of you out more often. It’s nice.”

Leighton flashed a glare in Whitney’s direction, “yeah yeah, whatever.”

The blonde slipped back into her room and took a moment to watch you before she climbed into the bed beside you and draped her arm over you.

You were fast asleep and didn’t feel her join you in the bed, but you unconsciously shifted and hugged her arms close to you.

Snow continued to drench the campus and it seemed to muffle all sound.

Leighton fell asleep holding you, lulled only by the steady rise and fall of your breathing.

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fairuzfan · 30 days

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shalom sister. i love your blog and your writing. reading your posts always fills me with fire, i can tell you have a good heart. donating to your campaign makes me feel so good because i trust you and truly you are doing gds work. anyway i wanted to ask you a question!

when i hear new things from gaza, stories of hamas doing X and IOF doing Y, i ask around and i’m not sure what parts of that story is true, if any. anyway idk what to believe all i know is that israel is committing acts of genocide and while the rest of the world is allowing this greatest evil, israel pretends that to be jewish is to be a colonizer. anyway some of my family are zionists, but i cannot sway them because they only know farsi persian and hebrew, aka only trust extremely biased sources.

anyway i am fluent in english farsi and hebrew but my arabic is trash ): so i feel like i can’t get the full picture from palestinians. all i can read are bonkers iranian papers and the disgusting zionist articles, it’s horrible because i know they’re both lying, just about different things. a palestinian opinion is the only opinion i care about right now! anyway it got me thinking. i just wanted to know if you have tips for verifying online research? or go-to non arabic websites? or even a translation app haha. i just want my family to see the truth!

shalom<3

shalom! thank you so much for reaching out, i really appreciate it.

personally, i use different sources for different material. i use middle east eye (specifically maha hussaini) and also mahmoud abusalama for videos of what it's like in the north. i use the electronic intifada interview podcasts to learn about specific things happening (i just finished watching this one about the collapse of healthcare in gaza). i would check out @northgazaupdates on here too. there's euromedmonitor as well.

and really, there are a lot of diaspora palestinians who are relaying what their family tells them, and they post on twitter a lot. someone i know does this is samah fadil. there's also @el-shab-hussein who translates things from Mona. here's mohammad smiry who is in gaza and tweets primarily in english. dr. mustafa elmasri also tweets in english too.

i would use al-jazeera, i have a fact checking guide here about any news source really. i don't use it as much but there's also the palestine chronicle. sometimes i use quds news network.

i really don't know much about hebrew media so i can't really tell you about sources i recommend there. i don't know if @bringmemyrocks or @rodeodeparis can perhaps provide some input?

i will say, if you're looking for hebrew palestinian media, i dont think there's too much because there's a ridiculous amount of censorship in '48 right now (honestly it's been going on for years atp) but what a lot of palestinians are doing is relying on internal networks. if you want, there are some israeli historians like Ilan Pappe and Avi Shlaim but I'm not sure if they write in hebrew. but they for sure write in english and provide a historical perspective from within israeli society itself.

this is what comes to mind rn honestly, but i haven't even touched on instagram because i haven't been on it in a while. i might add on later if i remember any really vital ones that i recommend.

#palestine

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confetticoloredclowns · 1 year

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𓆩Bob Velseb x Reader HCs𓆪

Wooooo, first (official) post on this absolute garbage fire of an app. And of course it's Bob ✋💀 but is anyone really complaining? Because I'm sure not. Anyways this post was made really late at night, and there may be grammar and spelling mistakes because I'm running a fever rn- so I'm sorry 😭

CW+TW; Cannibalism, Murder, Knife mentions, Blood mentions, NSFW at the end ;)

🜲 Bob's a big guy, I think we all know this- but he's also really, really comfortable. And warm. He's the best cuddle buddy, hands down. The butcher man will often times pick you up from behind, nuzzling his face into the crook of your neck while mumbling something like "I've missed ya, sugar" after a long day of "work".

🜲 He almost always has his hands on you, even in public! He's usually got an arm wrapped around your waist, or a hand on your shoulder. Hell, sometimes he's even HOLDING you. It's really sweet, but sometimes unexpected or overwhelming.

🜲 Bob is really big on cuddles! He's either got you in his lap, or snuggled up to his side. Sometimes the big guy falls asleep on you; rather effectively trapping you in your spot until he wakes up. It's all in good nature, of course, it just means that he loves you.

🜲 PRAISE. Both giving and receiving, Bob LOVES it! Especially from you. Speaking of which, you'll usually have a "You look stunnin' t'night, sweetpea. I could just eat you up" or a "Not even angels compare to what you've got, sweetness" whispered into your ear. Bob never fails to make you blush.

🜲 Big guy is very protective. If another person is even THINKING about trying to hurt his little darlin' consider them dead in an instant. That goes for bastards trying to flirt with you, too. You're HIS and his only.

🜲 Bob's anger can get ahold of him sometimes, and it's overwhelming. But he'd never, EVER take it out on you- you mean too much to him. Most of the time he'll just leave for a few minutes, before coming back covered in blood. Sure, red stains get everywhere but it could be worse!

🜲 His knife is the same as his anger. He'd never draw it on you (unless you reeeaallllllly asked him to). Sure, he's a cannibal and all- but the idea of knowing that he hurt you? Bob doesn't like to think or even TALK about it. The idea is often shoved down with a "Hm. Interestin'. Anyhow, did ya hear 'bout the news this mornin'?"

🜲 Bob has, and will try to get you to eat "Long Pork" as he calls it. You know damn well it's human meat, and have expressed your discomfort with consuming the substance. But Bob is persistent, always saying something like "Awh, C'mon, sweetness. Just a bite? I promise it ain't all that bad. Tastes just like Pork!" And "I'll give ya some special Lovin' if ya try iiitt~"

🜲 He also really, really likes cooking for you! Any dish you can think of, he's got the skills to do it! Which often leads to him making you all your favorite meals whenever you're sick, or feeling down. Physical contact, acts of service and personal time are his love language, after all.

🜲 Bob also really enjoys giving you tiny little trinkets! Anything that be finds on his victims that he thinks you might like, he's taking. Sure the items are always a little bloody, but that can just be washed right off!

꒷꒦NSFW꒦꒷

🜲 Bob is a horny motherfucker 24/7. He's really good at hiding it, but goddamn it doesn't take much to get this man going at all. Cuddling usually always turns into him slamming his hips up into you, biting down on your shoulder just to hear those delicious little noises you make.

🜲 He has good stamina, surprisingly. He'll have you pinned down to the bed, practically cockdrunk from how many times you've came- and he's still going, fast, too. "Just one more round, sugar. I promise I'm almost done" Bob usually lasts anywhere from 3-6 rounds, only to just collapse and nearly fall asleep right on top of you.

🜲 Aftercare with Bob is always some of the sweetest moments; him cradeling you in his arms, usually humming a little tune as he peppers kisses along your face and neck. Any bruises or marks left upon your skin always end up being kissed, Bob uttering a gentle apology under his breath.

🜲 Overall, being in a relationship with this big, lovable cannibal man is wild. But in the best ways possible <3

#bob velseb x reader #bob velseb #spooky month #spooky month bob velseb #spooky month bob #spooky month 5 #Tender treats #Bob #Spooky month x reader #x reader story #Bob velseb hcs

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tblsomedoodles · 6 months

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Donny's info from my 03 separated au (which i think i'm just calling the Ninja Club au for now. b/c it's stupid and gives me high school vibes.)

But yeah! I wanted to post Mikey here as well, but he's not done yet. (my cringe son will have to get his own post. Darn lol.)

ANYWAYS! Details!

Donny, of course, was raised by the Jones family after they all got separated during a sewer collapse (or something. I may rework the that later) when they're about 2-3 yo. Donny gets found and brought home by a 9 yo Casey.

Splinter finds him when he's eight and spoke with him briefly. But Splinter was in disguise so Donny didn't recognize him past a vague feeling of safe (which he fought against b/c this is Donny.) After realizing that Donny is safe and well taken care of, Splinter leaves him be. (the best splinter could offer was a place in the sewers and if Donny was able to not live in the sewers, Splinter was not going to take that away from him.)

They gets reunited with most of his mutant family (Raph's still missing) when their fifteen. And that's only b/c Mikey refused to wait anymore and surprised him late at work before Splinter could tell him not to.

He's pretty confused about it all, at first, but he eventually happy to have contact with his siblings. (tho he's less stoked about the adventures he keeps getting dragged out on during school nights.)

for the first few months, he's very against learning to fight. He's a high schooler. Sure Mikey and Leo can fight, but that doesn't mean he has to learn.

But then there's an incident involving Shredder, Leo, and a very breakable window, and he realizes he needs to learn so he's not the weak link and so he can protect himself and his brothers. (it also helps that they found out the Shredder had been targeting Donny for said treatment first due to his lack of training and how easy it would be to grab him from school. But Donny hadn't went to school during those days so they went after Leo instead.)

I have so many stupid ideas for this, you have no idea. anyways, that's all for now. Mikey's might be up later today, but i have work to get to rn.

edit: Links for Mikey, Raphael, and Leo's info dumps

#tmnt #tmnt 2003 #ninja club au #i guess #03 donny #my doodles #i love them #i hadn't intended to mess with pronouns for this au #but Donny just had the vibe when i drew them #and now #the only turtle with straight He/Him pronouns is Leo #(Donny and Raph may also be biologically female but i haven't quite decided yet)#(like in the 'assumed male until puberty' way)#(its a thought i had yesterday i'm still processing)#i came up with the au title at like 3am last night #it made me laugh

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brandogenius · 1 month

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oh we NEED smth abt grumpy!masc!readers first time crying in front of julien

-🦧

imma write this one before i go to bed hehehe it is 1am but this is all i can think about rn RAHHH

‼️RPF‼️

BLURB - julien x masc grumpy reader - first time crying

- the first time reader cried in front of julien was actually during a fight 😭

- back and forth between each other for the past three days. what was the cause? they both don’t even remember. all they know is tensions were high in the house. any small thing would set them off into a screaming match

- it was about different things. right now julien was shouting at masc because they went out for a smoke (even after promising jb they wouldn’t smoke anymore) to cope with the stress and constant anxiety

- reader has been worried sick with anxiety for the past few days. obviously they won’t show it. worried julien might end up leaving and never coming back. or calling it quits.

- it was something reader worried about deep inside. about people abandoning them. getting too attached to people for them to end up leaving. it’s why they close their walls up and shove people away. a facade to stop getting close to people. yet julien was the one who managed to break the walls down just a tiny bit

- masc grumpy reader watching julien shout and point a finger. reader ignoring jb. not wanting to reply or fight. in their head thinking keeping silent would be better.

- yes it hurts and it’s tiring to fight with your partner but reader won’t stand there and be shouted at for having one cigarette

- julien just walking out of the room and stomping upstairs. reader hot on julien’s tail. anxiety and dread filling their stomach like “where the fuck are you going?” and julien’s in the bedroom taking a suitcase out of the wardrope like “if you’re not gonna listen to me then i’m leaving”

- reader standing there like “no- no you can’t” and julien’s like “idc” and at this point reader is standing at the door like with tears in their eyes trying to stop them from rolling down their face. you know with that lump in your throat you can’t talk or you’ll end up sobbing

- julien with her back faced reader, packing her shorts but hears this sniff and a small “please” and turning around and staring in shock at reader who’s curled in on themselves in the doorframe, eyes red and puffy as tears roll down their face, avoiding julien’s gaze

- julien who hasent seen reader ever cry or show well? emotions of sadness before is kinda just sat on the floor in shock. maybe she remembers and knows that masc grumpy reader has a hard time with people leaving / getting attached.

- julien standing up and rushing over to reader like “i’m sorry- it’s ok- i’m here” and just her heart breaking as reader collapses and breaks down, holding onto julien like it’s the only thing she has.

- reader who doesn’t initiate physical contact first other than a small hug or resting their hand on julien’s thigh. having them cry into her chest was something that HURT

- rubbing their back like “i’m not gonna go anywhere- i promise” and reader who holds into jbs shirt even tighter like “don’t go”

- bringing reader over to the bed, both lying down on it. the only time masc grumpy reader would ever be little spoon in this situation ngl

- reader tiring themselves out and end up passing out on julien’s chest. julien sat there with tears in her own eyes. it hurt to see reader crumble like this. promising to talk about it in the morning

(i’m open to turning this into a fic 👁️ if y’all want one. where first part i can expand on this ^^ more. getting more lore for masc grumpy reader)

#pom writes #orangutan anon the bestest #julien baker x reader #julien baker x masc!reader #julien baker headcanons #julien baker au #julien baker fanfic #julien baker angst #julien baker one shot #julien baker blurb #julien baker fluff #boygenius x reader #boygenius fanfic #boygenius au #boygenius one shot

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overwatchfics · 1 year

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Hii i’m the one who asked for the moira hq’s, do you think it could be a nsfw alphabet instead? 😣

NSFW Alphabet - Moira

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex): Shut up, only silence and touch. Moira isn't really a talkative lover when she's intimate. She'll hold you, however she prefers silence, and maybe a couple words of affirmation. If you try to talk to her, expect only hums in reply as she groans tiredly into your neck.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s) Of herself? Probably her hair. Moira takes a lot of pride in keeping her hair styled. Of you? Probably your neck, Moira doesn't do well with intimate eye contact, so she'll bury herself in your neck instead.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically) No, sorry, she is getting the towels. She is kind of a neat freak, also is meh about cum tbh.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) Loves when you call her doctor in bed, it REALLY gets her going.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?) She fooled around in her younger years, but it's been a while for sure.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying) Lotus hands down. Likes to have you in her lap.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.) Not goofy at all.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.) Up to you reader.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect) For Moira, it's either very romantic (her sense of it at least) or a stress fuck. She will angry fuck you before breaking down in your arms.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon): Rarely, but still does.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks): Bondage, roleplay, use of aphrodisiacs, light degradation.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do) The Lab, office, or bedroom. No and's ifs for buts about it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going): Calling her doctor, Her own anger sex is kind of an unhealthy channel for that anger tbh she needs to talk about her problems please talk to this woman she needs help, and jaw caresses.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs) I really don't know with Moira, I feel like she doesn't mind the edge of danger, so do expect to be played with a little dangerously. No talking during sex, that is a big pet peve, names and an occasional sentence is ok, but it's a huge turn off for her.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.) Loves receiving it, not too fond of giving it, but she is proficient if you ask nicely of her.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.) Slow and sensual, but if she's angry she is rough with pace. Usually aggressively fast, her nails digging and clawing into your skin as she rolls her hips harshly into yours against her lab table.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) Nope, not for her.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.) Big risk taker, she lives at the edge of danger.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?) Not long, Moira doesn't have the best endurance, but she'll try.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?) No, she misuses extra lab equipment. She might have a strap or a butt plug, but that's as much as I can think rn.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease) Depends on the mood, if she's feeling a little sadistic, oh yeah.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) louder than you'd think, loud groans and grunts.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character) Has misused biotic orbs.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) up to you reader.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?) Mild, once a week?

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards) Normal sex, she falls asleep last, if it's angry sex she collapses on the bed and passes out.

#moira o'deorain #moira x reader #overwatch 2 #ow2 #overwatch x reader smut #overwatch x reader #overwatch #fanfiction

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ckret2 · 7 days

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is it bad that the whole ‘happy happy happy happy.’ train of thought that kept showing up while Bill was having his first(?) mental breakdown possibly ever (so proud of him!!) is something I’ve actually thought before?? ALSO THIS WEEK’S CHAPTER?? HOLY??? A? FINALLY, SOME GOOD, LONG, HARD UGLY CRYING. AND ALSO CHESS, FOR SOME REASON. .. hey uh is Dipper okay,, like,, I get that no one here is mentally well rn but Dipper is just full on distracted by trying to remember and it’s kind of concerning.. I know he’s generally an obsessive person (examples, the journals, Wendy…), once he finds out there’s something he doesn’t know that he can eventually reach/learn, he sets his mind to figuring it out, right? But.. There’s something not right about him flat out ignoring what’s going on around him.

Now, granted, I don't know anything about the broader context here. But I think it might be a bad sign.

SO PROUD OF HIM!! listen ford's excuse may have been "well we might be waiting a while, might as well do something to pass the time" but the chess was for Bill, the chess was a distraction to help get his mind off of his body collapsing under him, it was the only thing Ford could think of that might help the situation. And it did help the situation! It's what allowed Bill to get out of his mental spiral and calm down enough to function again.

Yeeeah there's something not right with Dipper.

#anonymous #ask #bill goldilocks cipher

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zuorancoded · 1 month

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main story ch14 major spoilers

i’ve finished this chapter — love tears of themis, gonna be my favorite hurt no comfort. quick recap of some vital moments.

> artem finally returning from the endless business trips and marius [together with luke and vyn, but they’re too shy to participate and are just awkwardly sitting there in silence] surprising him with a slapstick. “you were away for a long time and we missed you a lot” did those guys come straight from an ao3 found family fic or something?

> vyn probably admitting artem to be the most reliable nxx member [needs confirmation from someone who’s familiar with traditional characters]

> vyn: you were in a hurry and forgot something.

artem: hm? did i?

vyn: *hands him his bag with documents*

wow. vyntem married.

> rosa missing artem while he’s away. coming to his office to grab something for work but occasionally just… spending some time there… because everything reminds her of him.

> artem teaching neil’s law lecture. neil telling his students about artem, calling him 最看重的学生 — the student he considers to be the most important. valuable like a treasure. the student he cares about the most.

> ep11: vyn taking a sick-leave (he’s terribly hurt)

ep14: neil taking a sick-leave (he’s being tortured)

> artem seeing vyn struggling with repairing a toy car. “there is no such thing that i couldn’t fix” well as you say adjudicator.

> eirik can finally rest, the title of worst father goes to neil’s father — he’s literally doing experiments on his own son. and that is why neil’s having those terrible flashbacks and associations when being tortured.

> yeah, by the way he is being kind of tortured: temperature is around 21°C, clothes doesn’t warm him up [and he is also being drugged]

> jerome’s father committed suicide because he was [falsely?] accused of fraud.

jerome to neil: “artem is going through the same thing right now. you’d rather endure the pain of being beaten and treated like an experimental subject than give in. once you show a little weakness — it will be a collapse of your fatherly image to him. what you fear most is that artem will suffer from his own kindness and trust he has in you, in the process of looking for you and protecting you. only a few people, like artem, who sees you as a perfect father, will believe in you unconditionally. he will do anything to find you and prove to the others that you are the same professor hume and nothing has changed.”

these notes might be a bit messy since i’m emotional over this chapter and it’s also the middle of the night rn. i hope yall r bawling too

#tears of themis #未定事件簿 #artem wing #左然 #tot artem #vyn richter #莫弈 #tot vyn #artem tears of themis #neil hume #聂秋 #jerome adams #marius von hagen #vyntem

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chibigaia-art · 1 year

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Hi, so

For some reasons my hard drive collapsed. It's gone. I'm gonna look into trying to recover as much as possible from it, hoping not everything is completely gone, but in the case the worst scenario happens, I've lost 99% of the stuff I made from 2015/2016 to. Well. Yesterday. That means projects that I've been working for months, little doodles, art that was ready to be posted, zine art, merch files, commission files, along with important documents & memories, and, as stupid it might be, progress in ridiculously hard video games

To say I'm a broken mess rn is an understatement lol

If you're waiting for a commission from me, I'll try to reach out asap; for patreon, a draft for the first tier was in the making, so there will be something posted as soon as I pull myself together

I don't think I will be able to be social for a while in this state, so - please understand if I don't answer your messages

#chibiblabbing

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q-starhalo · 4 months

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For fic reasons, how messed up in the head do you think Bad is rn, considering how large his head wound is now. I'm not certain he even has skin left on that part of his head, but I have no idea how he might act as a consequence 😅 My imagination is limited there. His memory loss is probably partially connected, maybe faint spells...

Hmm, well definitely memory lose but also maybe fainting? Not full on collapsing on the ground but still almost fainting.

The first couple of times when it had happened, Bad + others would think it's because he was tired. I mean, he drinks like 5 cups of coffee on the regular so why wouldn't he be tired? But then it happens more and more to the point that Bad has almost hit the ground tons of times. The late nights first noticed it, causing them to become really worried. Then a few more eggs and other islanders like Bagi noticed. They don't know why it's happening but they're worried. It's not like Bad to faint or get a headache like the others do (when they crash) so it's really odd. They try to give him tea or water, stuff that usually helps with fainting (or well, what they think might help). They even encourage him to get sleep. And yet, he's still fainting. There's nothing that helps but some still try. They still try to help their friend out.

#That's most of what I can think of :D #tw fainting #ask #qsmp #badboyhalo #qsmp badboyhalo #˚* ੈ✩✎ stars ideas

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lonelyshuichilover · 10 months

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Hello!! Is it alright if you do a request where Kaito and shuichi (separately) watch their S/O (gender netural) get executed?

My God, this is going to be… interesting. I will leave the reader's talent and victim as ambiguous as possible. It's your time to kill your most hated character! /hj

CW: Angst (kind of), Reader gets executed, someone dies (rather ambiguous), this is kind of bad sorry A/N: I'm watching 'La Velada del Año 3' rn, it's epic.

Shuichi and Kaito (separately) watching their S/O get executed.

Kaito Momota:

This man…

This man will probably behave the same as in Chapter 4.

He's going to deny everything, even if all the evidence points to you being the culprit.

You can't blame him, you're his partner! Obviously he's going to prefer to trust you more than anything.

But everything has to come to an end, doesn't it?

At a certain point, Kaito will have no choice but to accept it, you killed someone, you're the culprit.

When everyone votes for you, Kaito will remain silent, feeling somewhat betrayed by you.

When the voting ends and the results say it's you, Kaito would approach you and take you by the shoulders.

Kaito will ask you to explain. Why did you decide to go and kill someone? Why?

It doesn't matter if you explain yourself or if you remain silent,, Kaito wouldn't look at you the same way, you killed someone when you promised not to, you betrayed his trust.

But even so, he can't come to hate you. You're his partner, his significant other, you've been with him from the beginning, it's impossible for him to hate you.

Of course, all of that was interrupted by Monokuma, who exclaimed that it was time for punishment.

And then everything collapsed for Kaito, the punishment… he had completely forgotten.

Just like in Chapter 1 with Kaede, he would fight Monokuma so that the bear doesn't execute you.

But just like in Chapter 1, it doesn't end up working, and annoyed with himself, Kaito hugs you tightly, before the chains separate you from him and lead you to your execution.

He can't even watch your execution without feeling helpless, he could have stopped you, he could.

But he didn't.

And now you are gone.

Shuichi Saihara:

My god...

MY GOD

If you remember how he acted in Chapter 1, well the same.

As soon as he realized that you were the culprit, Shuichi would feel like the world was collapsing on him.

You… you killed someone.

He would try to deny it for a long time, until he realizes that there is no point in doing so.

So he decides to say it and explain the case, as always.

But something is different, his voice trembled and wavered with some of his words.

When everyone voted for you and the result said it was true, he was devastated.

He arrived at the truth, but for what?

He's going to lose you.

Just like Kaito, Shuichi will ask you to explain. He wants to know. He NEEDS to know.

He might not look you in the eye.

It doesn't matter if you did it for something selfish or something heroic, he couldn't hate you even if he tried.

He loves you very much, he could never hate you.

When Monokuma announced the execution, Shuichi's heart broke even more.

The chains grabbed your neck, and Shuichi tried to reach you.

But he couldn't.

As much as he wants to, he can't take his eyes off the execution.

It's so… brutal.

Once the execution is over, he falls to his knees, feeling miserable once more.

You are gone, and he feels like its his fault.

Broo Misho got injured in the middle of the fight, damn it. Shelao won, but at what price? It doesn't even feel like a victory. -.-"

Mod Shuichi

#danganronpa #danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x y/n #danganronpa x you #danganronpa v3 #drv3 shuichi saihara #shuichi saihara x reader #shuichi saihara #kaito momota #kaito momota x reader #mod shuichi

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I'm thinking about ruby and yang so much, the parallels,, the way they grew up affected them in SO MANY WAYS 🫠🫠🫠

Like I just think about v5 Yang "and i had to pick up the pieces" and Ruby "expect to pick people up" AND I JUST DIE

Like we know for a fact that Yang just started bottling everything up when Summer died and had to take care of ruby herself while their dad was completely depressed (and let's be real, Qrow was probably to scared to stay with them too long bc of his semblance, GOD THIS FAMILY CAN STORE SO MUCH TRAUMA, IT'S JUST OOZING EVERYWHERE)

So OF FUCKIN COURSE ruby, who grew up with yang as a role model/parental figure, absorbed ALL OF HER BAD COPING MECHANISMS, how many times do we think both of them had to put a smiling mask for their father or each over, just so they wouldn't worry anyone more than they already do ????

I think what started to tip the balance for ruby, was when yang stopped wearing the mask at the end of v3. Like blake leaving, the fall of beacon, losing an arm, ruby being out, yang just collapsed AND SHE WAS A PILLER FOR RUBY. I definitely believe that they thought they could mutually support the shaky foundation of their mental state if they kept making each other believe that they were alright

SO in that moment when yang says she doesn't know if she's gonna be alright and "bad things just happens", ruby felt like SHE had to do double the work for herself and for yang

And like it's so telling that when yang goes to find ruby at the end of v4, she isn't ok either but still decides to put the mask back on, LIKE THE WAY THEY KEEP HIDING THEIR FEELINGS AND PUSH ON, THE XIAO LONG-ROSE SIBLINGS ARE SO BAD AT TAKING CARE OF THEMSELVES, YOU TWO ARE THE SAME !!! YOU KEEP ECHOING EACH OTHER BC YOU DON'T KNOW HOW ELSE IT WOULD WORK, they can't allow themselves to falter or else everything will just collapse 🫠🫠🫠

But the damage was already done,, yang clearly wasn't hiding it as well as before and ruby just kept the same level of responsibility, bc she can't lose yang again (both of them have so many issues and trauma about losing people,,,, it hurts so bad)

I feel like the only time she started to relax was in v7, yang was CLEARLY better with blake AND penny was back, the world might be shit but every one that matter is here and okay

(And I believe that penny was probably one of the most important person in her life, whatever it was that was going between those two (they certainly felt like aro/ace spec soulmates))

Now if we think about it, between the end v7 and the last episode, it's been 3 days of v8, and maximum 3 days of v9.

6. FUCKING. DAYS.

And she lost penny again. Yang didn't lose blake again. That doesn't seem fair. Why bad things keep happening to her. Everything is falling apart, weiss also seems very down, every time she tries to talk she gets cut off, and every attempt of wby to reach out also gets cut off or rejected by ruby bc she just can't brake. (Every one broke around her at least once, so if she does it, who will put them back on track ??? HAHA,,, TT-TT)

And to be fair, i don't think that blake and yang would have been together that soon if it wasn't for the storm. Like obviously it was about time, but they also kinda had to do it to get out, but ruby doesn't know that. In her mind it's must have felt like out of place, they get to be happy and carefree, while she's struggling so hard, can't they see that everything, every hope is burning down

It's really telling of how yang started to have better coping mechanisms and having things for herself (like talking about about her feelings etc) and ruby hasnt, bc everytime she tries there's just a new thing hitting her in the face, penny's death for example, (CRYING IN THE CLUB RN)

Ruby needs to talk and voice her feelings, with people (I believe in you little dude ✊️😔, look at how yang keeps getting better even if it's not linear !! You can start to break the generational trauma too !! Wby will always be there for you as long as they're alive, bc they love you and you are enough, you don't need to be strong all the time 🥺🥺, just be you !!!!

Anyways sorry for the long ask,, I just have so many thoughts about them

ahdjkshfjksdhfjkHJKJFDSHFJDKH I've been sitting on this ask for a while bc 1/ I loved going back to it every day to see someone lose their entire mind in my askbox in real time, 2/ I wanted to gear up to give you a proper response although honestly my first reflex would have been this:

do have a few pointers here though:

ruby's coping mechanism isn't one she got from yang per se, more like both of theirs developed alongside each other (yang had to step up and be the caregiver who hides her vulnerability behind humor; ruby chose to be the kid that's easy to cheer up! that's positive! that can kick back from anything! bc then it's also easier on yang)

what started tipping the balance for ruby is less yang's reaction to the fall of beacon and more the fall of beacon itself. Of course, having Yang put up a wall and freeze afterwards hurt her a LOT, but we need to remember that the fall of beacon itself was a deeply traumatic moment for everyone involved but especially ruby who witnessed BOTH penny and pyrrha's deaths. ruby's coping mechanism has always been to bottle things up and move, stay moving stay fighting jump to the next thing, it's not a coincidence her semblance is about scattering at high speed from place to place bc she's always tried to outrun her trauma. when her team falls apart and isn't available for moving she goes with rnjr bc for her it's still a better alternative than actually dealing with that trauma (plus she's fueled by both grief and survivor's guilt that prompt her to action)

yang's trauma is different than ruby which is why we saw her moving forward in v4-v5-v6 her trauma is rooted in abandonment issues and feeling that she's never gonna be enough so while their coping mechanisms mirror each other bc of how they had to work around each other they're not quite on the same trajectory

I think ruby suspects that the ever after trapped blake and yang specifically bc they had things to work out (and jaune makes a pointed remark about that that they all must have gotten) but you're a 100% right that seeing the bees together while she's still reeling from the fall of atlas and losing penny a second time, especially in these latest episodes where she's also confronted with what her purpose should be and Herb had nitpicked at her identity leaving her even more lost and sad and depressed, must feel so jarring bc how can they do it. why are they able to bounce back and it feels like she's been drowning the whole time. and going after blake especially is so vicious but also rooted in that feeling of inadequacy - why is blake stepping up as a second leader so naturally and so easily when she feels irreversibly broken, all these qualities blake has shown in v9 being those they had in common/blake admired in her/ruby cannot find it in herself to showcase them rn.

you're right that the bees have grown!! and have better communication skills and mechanisms to bounce back from a traumatic event!! but i'm gonna say the parallel here isn't between ruby and yang, it's between ruby and blake. See the reason why we see blake hit the ground running in the ever after and be able to carry everyone through is bc she's done it all before. She was an idealist much like ruby, she got her whole framework for approaching reality shattered and was utterly disillusioned, and when it shattered at beacon again she decided to shoulder the burden and consequences on her own. her whole v4-v5 arc is about realizing she cannot do things on her own!! and it's with this new mindset that she can lead in the ever after, and it's this realization ruby needs to come to. and you're right!! ruby needs to let her teammates in (the same way blake let sun and ilia and her parents back and asked for their support and all of menagerie's help!!)

you are so right about passed down trauma for ruby bc the whole time she's been emulating herself after an idealized version of summer who herself has been whittling herself down having to stay on that pedestal. ruby needs to break the cycle!!! no more solitary heroes no more living people that get entombed alive in a savior role!! she has to accept her limitations and let her team see the humanity and fallibility of her

anyway I'm glad you're on a downward spiral with us here buddy don't hesitate on having more breakdowns in my inbox we are All Not Good rn let's take rwbyprofen together 🤝

#rwby spoilers #rwby #i'm sorry but when i got this i was giggling the whole time you were REALLY going through it anon

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