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boltupbitches · 4 months

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My Daughter Thinks I'm Ugly - Justin Herbert

Part 4 of the Layla Herbert series

Part 1 - One Day at a Time

Part 2 - Today's the Day

Part 3 - Cheer's To Us

Justin sighed as he walked into his house, carefully lugging his bag with one hand while he juggled his water bottle and phone in the other. He could imagine Alex’s reaction if she saw him carrying his bag on the side of his body where his injured hand was.

He sat his bag in the foyer on the bench next to the closet. He walked into the kitchen and sighed as his stomach growled. He should have eaten before leaving the facility, but he wanted to get home in time to surprise Alex and Layla, who were at a doctor’s appointment.

He wanted to attend, but after his panic over Layla’s last set of vaccines (she bawled - he got mad at the nurse irrationally for it), Alex decided to book her next appointment during a training day he couldn’t get out of since he had a rehab appointment and post-op with the team’s head doctor. He decided to stick around to watch practice for the upcoming Chiefs game - the last game of the season. It was bittersweet.

Just as he pulled out the leftover grilled chicken he helped Alex make last night, he heard her car pull up. He quickly popped the lid off the container and put it in the microwave. When he made it to the front door he saw the door open. A surprised Alex was staring back at him with Layla’s car seat in one hand and her diaper bag in the other.

“When did you get home?” Alex asked in surprise, handing the car seat with a sleeping Layla in it over to an eager Justin.

“About 20 minutes ago. I wanted to get home early so I finished my stuff up at the facility as fast as I could.” He cooed at his sleeping daughter. “She do ok?” He moved out of Alex’s way, following her into the living room where Alex sat her stuff down and plopped on the couch.

“She did,” Alex confirmed with a sigh. “Well, I mean, she cried again like last time. The second we got into the room, she was inconsolable. Thankfully I took her ducky with her so she was relaxed as soon as I gave it to her. That is… until the doctor had to check her ears to make sure the infection was gone.. She started to cry again.”

“Was she too rough maybe?” He asked with alarm.

Alex gave him a deadpan stare, still amazed at how irrational her boyfriend was over their daughter. This was a man who had medical professionals in his family and had considered the same profession as an alternative to pro football. “She was perfectly fine. Just cranky and tired. She didn’t take her nap before the appointment so she was already not in the mood going in.”

Justin nodded as he looked at his peacefully sleeping daughter. She was just a little over 2 months old and would be 3 months old on January 16th. He couldn’t believe how big she was getting - it was as if the last 2.5 months flashed by in an instant.

She could recognize her loved ones, smile, babble, and laugh among other things. She’d give him a squinty smile, something everyone loved to point out came from him. His heart fluttered with happiness every time he saw her flash him a gummy smile and laughter. Even when she was grabbing fistfuls of his hair and trying to gnaw on his nose when he gave her kisses.

Speaking of hair… he still had his baseball cap on from his haircut earlier this morning. His teammates and team staff were shocked at the cut. Alex and Layla had no idea about it. He knew he was about to shock his tired girlfriend.

“So… I don’t know if you noticed... But I got a haircut today.” Justin said shyly, peaking at Alex’s alarmed look.

She stared at him, taking in his ballcap that was hiding whatever he got done underneath. She could see some hair but not his usual long locks. She assumed he probably pulled his hair back in a bun or something as a new style. She was so tired she didn’t realize the possibility that he cut his hair.

“Please tell me it’s not a buzz like last time.” She said lowly, her eyes inspecting his cap as if it held the world’s biggest mystery.

“God no,” He said in disgust, almost offended she thought he’d consider that ever again. He learned his lesson and went to an actual professional this time.

He sighed and lifted the cap off his head, showing Alex the shortcut he got done.

She stared in surprise at it, “Well… it’s much better than I imagined. Although you look a lot like a slightly older version of freshman you that your mom showed me.” She teased and then laughed at his unimpressed look. “You look very handsome.” She said softly, smiling at him.

“I didn’t know if you’d like it.” He admitted, a blush taking over his cheeks. “I know it’s different, but it’s almost off-season for me and I wanted something a little different just for a bit. At least until I grow it out over the summer.” He ran his hand throw the shortened locks at the top, causing a little curl to drop down against his forehead.

Alex squirmed as she felt herself heat up at the thought of rubbing her hands through his hair. Now wasn’t the time - not with her sleeping daughter just a foot away from them in her car seat.

Justin smirked when he realized what she just did, “Well, we’ll see how much length you’ll have to pull on tonight.”

“Stop..” Alex whined as she pressed a pillow against her face. “Don’t get me started.”

“I’m not, I’m not.” Justin laughed. “I’ll stop. I promise.” He promised in his head he’ll get her going tonight once Layla was in bed.

Speaking of Layla, she picked the perfect time to announce her waking by making a loud “ahhhhhhhh” sound.

“She knows you’re here,” Alex chuckled at her daughter, who was very obviously a daddy’s girl.

“Ahhhh!” she squealed again, her hands moving around as she searched for her parents.

Justin got into her view and reached in to get her out of her car seat, reaching up to smooth down the puff of brown hair on her head. “Hi, baby girl.” He cooed with a huge smile as he stared at his daughter with complete and utter adoration.

Layla stared back in confusion, a very clear “Who the fuck are you?” look on her face as she stared back at her dad.

Alex pulled her phone out and silently recorded the interaction, she couldn’t hide her silent snicker at the two.

Justin stared back in confusion which morphed into concern the longer Layla stared at him. She was staring at him like a stranger. “Lay lay it’s me. It’s dada.” He leaned in to press a kiss to her right cheek, making an exaggerated “mawh” sound as he did so. That was something he recently learned would make her laugh.

She didn’t.

When he pulled back, he could see her dark blue eyes clouded with tears, her lip puckered out as it wobbled. She was about to cry.

And she did. With a loud wail, Layla proceeded to burst into tears at the confusing sight of her dad.

Justin tried to shush her and calm her down, but when she opened her eyes to look at him, she cried even worse. “Oh my god. What the hell is going on?” He turned to Alex with a panic.

She sat the phone down after stopping the video and moved to collect her dramatic daughter. “She might not recognize you with your haircut, babe.” She cooed at her daughter and rocked her back and forth. “It’s just dada, baby girl. It’s dada,” she pointed at her devastated boyfriend. “He just looks different but it’s him.” She pressed a kiss to her daughter’s forehead, listening to her sniffle as Layla stared at her dad while laying her head against her mom’s shoulder.

“My daughter thinks I’m ugly,” Justin mourned as he lowered his head into his hands.

“Oh my god.” Alex playfully rolled her eyes, “No she doesn’t. You just look different to her with a haircut. Like when Patrick shaved his beard a week ago. She doesn’t understand.”

Justin lifted his head and stared with misty eyes at his daughter who stared back at him. She had the fisted material of her mom’s shirt now in her mouth as she continued to stare back at him.

Justin got up slowly and approached the two. “It’s me, Lay Lay, it’s dada.” He reached gently out to touch her hand and smiled softly at his daughter.

She cooed at him and flexed her hand in her mouth.

“Sorry, I scared you, pretty girl.” He said softly, “dada needed a haircut.”

Layla continued to coo and even made a soft shrill sound as she reached her hand out toward his face.

Justin leaned in, letting her press her little fingers against his bearded jaw. He cringed slightly at the feeling of her wet fingers wiping her drool on his face.

Layla made another loud shrill and laughed at the feeling of her dad’s face.

He looked at her as she smiled her gums at him, her eyes doing their famous squinty-eye thing that his did.

Justin grinned at that, his own eyes squinting with the smile as he stared back at his little mini-me.

“See, she’s ok and she doesn’t think you’re ugly,” Alex said gently.

“No, but she does think Patrick’s ugly,” Justin quipped back with a smirk.

“Don’t let your mom hear that,” Alex laughed, “Or Patrick because he’ll be blowing up your phone with all sorts of insults.”

“We’re not afraid of him, right Lay Lay?” Justin gently scooped his baby up and pressed a kiss to her cheek, doing his signature “mawh” sound to hear her laugh again.

Layla cooed and pressed her wet, drool-covered hands on her dad’s nose, digging her nails in.

“Ouch,” Justin winced, gently grabbing her hand on his nose. “Those talons are sharp.”

Layla just sighed in response and pressed her head deeper into his neck.

“She seems to dig the surprise now,” Alex mused. “Let’s hope I feel the same.”

“You will after tonight,” Justin grinned, flashing her a knowing look. “Still enough to pull.”

“Oh my god,” Alex rolled her eyes but couldn’t stop the smile from spreading. She headed for the kitchen.

“It’s true,” Justin called after her with a grin. He suddenly remembered his long-forgotten lunch. “Can you grab my food babe?”

“Only if you do all the work tonight because I’m not lifting a finger.” Alex was in the kitchen at that point.

“Deal,” Justin called back.

Layla dosed once more against her dad, oblivious to the conversation her parents were having. All was fine once more in the Herbert house - as long as Justin didn’t buzz the rest of his hair off. He wasn’t certain Alex or Layla would forgive him if he did.

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niningtori · 5 months

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see me | chapter one: distance

summary: after another failed relationship, you're ready to give up once and for all. your best friend's little brother, beomgyu, has other plans.

genre: angst, angst with a happy ending, romance, fluff

word count: 3k-ish idk

your eyes watered as the bitter taste of vodka seared the back of your throat, settling uncomfortably in a pool of heat churning in your stomach.

"slow down! you're gonna make yourself sick," your best friend, jia, chastises.

"let her have her fun," beomgyu, her little brother, quietly interjects before you can even finish flushing down the alcoholic aftertaste with your chaser. "she's going through a lot right now."

you nod half-heartedly while sloppily sliding your elbows onto the table, smushing your tear-stained face into your hands and sighing. jia winces at the action before relenting.

"fine. let loose tonight, but this is the last time you're getting this drunk over a piece of shit guy." maybe if she were anyone else you'd resent the harshness of her words, but even in your drunken state you register the softness in her tone.

"wait here, i'll get you some water," and with that she rises and reveals her plain outfit, sticking out like a sore thumb in the strobe neon lights of the flashy bar you're in. you're not looking any better, both of you having come here after having a seemingly normal saturday of running your respective errands and nothing more. that is, until you ended up a few blocks away from your boyfriend of 9 months' apartment and decided to pop in, only to find him absolutely drilling into his girl best friend. the one he claimed you had "nothing to worry about" because "she was just a childhood friend" and you were always so "irrationally jealous" to the point of "borderline paranoia." needless to say, you called jia while booking it to your car. which led you to where you are now: severely underdressed with makeup smudged and eyes swollen.

"are you okay?" beomgyu asks tentatively. you know he knows the answer and he's just trying to comfort you, so your gaze redirects to him and he shifts somewhat uncomfortably under your surveying eye. you and jia may look underdressed, but he certainly doesn't. he blends right in with his band tee and distressed jeans. sitting alone with him probably makes you look even more ridiculous, and though you shouldn't care, you can't help but imagine what others were most likely thinking when they saw you wiping your snot in between shots.

"i'm not," you mumble, and he relaxes a bit now that you're talking again. "i'm sorry, beomie. i'm sorry you got stuck with," you gesture to yourself, "this." and you really were. jia had been with him when you called and once he heard what happened, he insisted on tagging along and scrapping whatever plans he had for the rest of the night.

"do you want to talk about it?" he asks softly. "you don't have to if you don't want to, but i think it would make you feel better."

to that, you smile. despite the age difference, you two had grown quite close in the 8 years you had been friends with jia. In fact, in college it had become a tradition for you to accompany her to her family's once she found out you wouldn't be going home for your first thanksgiving break.

there was nothing worth going to your own home for, you had told her, so she demanded you come to her place instead. as stubborn as she was, you eventually relented after she promised her family was actually excited to meet her dorm mate and new best friend. there you met her parents and beomgyu, and from then on they had accepted you into their family so warmly it had become a given that you would always stay there for any time away from school. that is, until you met your first boyfriend. but you were hellbent on ignoring that part.

"i don't think there's that much to talk about," you sigh. he raises his eyebrows, so you continue. "i thought that maybe there was something going on between him and his best friend, but he convinced me that i was just being controlling. i felt really guilty about it so i dropped it, but i guess i shouldn't have. i just feel so fucking stupid," you choke out.

"it's not your fault. he manipulated you, of course you would want to trust him after he guilted you like that," he says while pushing your hair behind your ear as fresh tears rolled down your face. had you been sober, you might have questioned the intimacy of this, but at present all you could do was revel in it. your phone buzzes again and you immediately reject the call. he had called at least a dozen times and left twice as many text messages. at your rejection, he sends another one, and you read it aloud — more for your own comprehension than beomgyu's —missing the way his stare darkens for just a second.

"baby can we please just talk? i'm so so so sorry it was a mistake. i feel like shit for hurting you. please can you just answer so we can fix this? i love you." you dig your head in your hands before meeting beomgyu's gaze.

"are you gonna answer him?" he asks.

"i don't know, beomie. i just — i kind of feel like at this point i might have to just accept it."

"what do you mean you just have to accept it?" if he's trying to hide his disgust, he doesn't do it well.

"what i mean is that maybe there's a reason 3 out of my 4 boyfriends have cheated on me. maybe it's me? i dunno," you sigh, "i think i might just have to accept the fact that he cheated and forgive him."

"that's bullshit," beomgyu bites out. "you don't deserve any of this shit. not every guy is gonna treat you like that." you smile sadly at his insistence. what he's saying is so sweet, but you're sincerely beginning to think maybe you're cursed to have an unfaithful boyfriend.

"i really think it's just not in the cards for me. is there something so bad about me that this keeps happening to me? actually, don't answer that. i don't think i want to know."

"i'm serious," he insists. "no guy in his right mind would treat you like that."

you want to smile at that, but you physically can't.

"that's easy for you to say, beomie, but you don't exactly treat girls the nicest, either." he balks at this.

"that... that's because i—"

"here. drink this, now." jia cuts in, back with some water. you don't take note of beomgyu's crestfallen appearance.

"thanks jiji," you say with a smile.

"anything for you," she replies.

beomgyu still looks like he's trying to fish words out from the bottom of a barrel, but you leave him be. you're still thinking about your ex's texts and what they mean. he said it's his first, and only, time fucking her, but the betrayal is unbearable. you'd think that after this happened with the third boyfriend in a row, you'd be used to it, but it still feels as fresh as the first time. and this one seems to hurt even more because you really thought this one was going somewhere. he had hinted at moving in together and you were so, so ready to take the next step. so much for that, you guess.

he was 14 when he first met you. his sister had told him her new roommate was tagging along and warned him not to be too awkward around her — a pointless warning, really. at 14 he was still a stuttering mess in front of girls his age, let alone someone 4 years his senior, but he promised he'd do his best nonetheless. when his mother told him to be ready because you two were nearly there his palms were already sweating, but when you walked in, face tired from the long drive but eyes remaining bright, his mind went into full panic-mode and his throat went dry. "hi, beomgyu. it's nice to meet you," you said with the softest of smiles and his heart stuttered with every syllable.

your first night at the choi's was fun; jia's family was determined to make you feel welcome and you spent most of the night laughing and learning more about your new friend. after dinner, mr. choi busted out the boardgames and when you saw just how seriously they all took it, you realized where jia got her competitiveness from. she made a particularly callous move in monopoly, earning complaints from her parents and you had to stifle a giggle as the previously silent beomgyu pouted with a "jiaaaa, how could you do this to me?!?" he quickly came out of his shell after that, and needless to say, you were a little shocked at just how loud the boy could be.

as much fun as you had, you were a little emotionally fatigued after such an eventful night. you had never known families could get along as well as jia's did, and in between smiles and questions about yourself, you couldn't stop your heart from aching just a little. how nice would it be if you had a home like this to come back to? how did it feel to have a family who was truly interested in how you're feeling?

as everyone headed to bed, jia noticed your uneasiness and asked if you wanted to talk about it, but you declined. you could tell she was tired and you didn't want to worry her. in a rare moment of vulnerability, she thanked you for coming and told you her parents were so happy you were friends. you smiled as you watched her fall asleep, making sure her breathing was heavy and slow before tiptoeing out of her room, closing the door, and heading out to the back porch.

the stars looked so much brighter here, you noticed. your hometown was pretty big, so the pollution made it impossible to enjoy the sky like this. you wondered what things were like back home. you had been alone with these thoughts for 15 minutes or so before you heard shuffling from inside the house. when you heard the backdoor open you began to say "I'll be back inside in like 2 min—" before you turned and saw beomgyu there, eyes wide like a deer caught in headlights. his limbs were awkward and gangly but his slightly rounded face and doe eyes made him absolutely adorable to you.

"oh, hi. is everything okay?" you asked slightly worriedly as he stood frozen, mouth agape.

"i-i... you're cold outside?"

you couldn't stop your giggling that time. "i'm sorry, what was that?" you said between laughs. he blushed and you felt a little guilty.

"i'm- it's cold outside. you're probably freezing. wait here," he said before scrambling back inside. he returned with a blanket and your heart warmed.

"take this. it's freezing and that jacket you're wearing isn't enough. look, your nose is red!" he said worriedly.

"wow beomie," you teased, using his family's nickname for him. "i had no idea you were this thoughtful." and just like your nose, his face flushed a deep red.

"hey, I'm just kidding," you softened. "do you want me to head back inside so you can hang out here?" his eyes widened again and you began to fidget to leave your spot on the porch steps.

"n-no. you can stay here, i'll just go back inside."

"you don't have to do that. why don't you just hang out with me for a bit?" there it was. your breezy attitude that left him stumped. you had been so laidback and charming through every interaction with his family, and with himself even, as painfully awkward as he was. but as unbothered as you seemed, he could see the anxiety in your expressions when you thought no one was looking. a shaky breath here, a bitten fingernail there. you hid it from the others masterfully, but his eyes had been trained on you from the moment you stepped into his house, and even you couldn't avoid the occasional slip up. he desperately wanted to comfort you,

"uh, i-if you're okay with me being with you —i mean like being out here while you are also here — then i'll sit too." he knew you had to have noticed his anxiety, but you made no mention of it and instead smiled and patted the open space next to you.

"so. what brings you out here?" you asked.

"i, uh, like to come out here a lot when i can't sleep. it helps me clear my head, i guess." you nodded and didn't ask any more questions, for which he was thankful. he didn't want to have to lie instead of explaining that you were the focal point of his mind back then, and he wanted to come out there to calm himself down.

"it's nice out here. i can see why you come out so often."

"what about you?" he asked tentatively.

"me? i guess i'm just like you. i'm trying to," you paused to find the words "clear my head and recenter right now."

"oh. why?" you locked eyes with him and noticed that his eyes twinkle even more than usual under the starry sky. he didn't balk at the sudden eye contact, just looked at you earnestly as if he was afraid of missing a single word. to both of your surprise, you actually answered, delving into some of the details of your home life. nothing major, but still personal enough to matter. he nodded when appropriate and asked a question every now and then. after your little venting session, you looked at him and gave him the brightest smile yet.

"thanks beomie, you're a great listener and i really like talking to you. i hope i get to do it more often." i really like talking to you. i really like talking to you. you really like talking to him. you wanted to talk to him again. in fact, you hoped you did. his heart skipped a beat and he gulped in a way he only hoped to god was discreet.

"any time, i swear," and he meant it.

you had just turned 20 when you met him. doyoon was everything you could have ever wanted (or needed) from a man at any point in time, let alone at 20 years old. he was a TA for one of your lectures and from the moment he accidentally spilled his coffee on his laptop when he tried to ask you out, you were smitten. he was 1 year your senior, set to graduate that academic year, but who can stop love once it starts?

beomgyu was 16 when he felt like the world was crashing down around him. he pinched his arm (just to make sure he wasn't hallucinating) and asked jia not once, but twice to repeat herself. still, the words remained the same: "she won't be coming home for thanksgiving because she'll be with her boyfriend."

his stomach ached and his complexion turned pallid. jia watched him with worry. "beomie, are you okay?"

"so she's staying at his family's?" he ignored her question so pointedly that she somewhat doubted if she ever asked it in the first place. "isn't that too fast? and what about us?" about me? if you met him in august, that meant you had only been dating for 3 months. meanwhile, you had known him for 2 whole years!

"i mean, in my opinion, yeah. but there's nothing i can do about it besides support her and hope for the best," she mused. "he actually seems like a nice enough guy," she added off-handedly. if only she knew how her words decimated him. she spread the unfortunate (for him) news to her parents and while slightly disappointed that you wouldn't be joining, they were happy you seemed to be in a healthy relationship.

that evening, he happened to hear a call between you and his sister through the shared wall between their rooms. he didn't happen to press his ear on it, that part was completely intentional.

"did you tell everyone that i'm sorry i couldn't be there this year? i miss them all," and he could hear how much you meant it.

"yeah, they were battering me with questions about doyoon. you'd better be prepared for an onslaught of questions next time you come home." you snorted and whined in response but he can almost see the upturn of your lips at the choi's house being referred to as "home", even through a wall and a phone. "how's doyoon's family?"

"they're so so nice," you sigh contentedly. "i was afraid it might be awkward since our relationship is so new, but they've been nothing but kind and inclusive." beomgyu can't help but feel indignant at the idea that a family could be more welcoming to you than his.

"i'm glad they're treating you well, i was afraid i was gonna have to come rescue you myself. how's doyoon?"

"i've got a really good feeling about him, jia. he's just so... mature? and experienced? " with that, beomgyu's heart sunk to his feet.

"first of all, ew. i don't need to know that," jia teased. beomgyu decided he didn't need to know that either, so he moved away from the wall dejectedly. if he had continued to listen he'd have heard you feverishly denying that you were implying anything sexual, but he already felt like he was being punished for eavesdropping. he knew he was too young for you at present, but in 2 years he'd be 18 and it wouldn't matter anymore. somewhere in the back of his mind he had hoped you would wait for him, unconsciously or not. you could be each other's first everything.

that dream is dashed after 2 whole years of pining, but he'd remember your words for the rest of his life. if you wanted a guy who's mature, he'd be more mature. if you wanted a guy with more experience, he'd get more experience. all you ever have to do is ask once, and maybe not even that much.

"just tell her you like her, man," yeonjun says with a sigh.

"he doesn't like her, he loves her," taehyun cuts in.

"well, tell her you love her then!"

"i can't do that," beomgyu argues defensively. "she still sees me as a 14 year old kid."

"that's tough," kai nods.

"then put it down on her and stop complaining," yeonjun says with a roll of his eyes.

"don't be gross," beomgyu says, smacking the back of his head.

"i'm not! i'm serious."

"he has a point, gyu," taehyun chimes in.

"oh god, not you too," beomgyu groans.

"we're just saying she wouldn't think of you as a kid anymore if you would just act like a man and not a lovesick puppy," yeonjun reasons.

"yeah man, you don't act like this with any other girl. just be normal," taehyun says.

"she's not just any other girl to him, she's the girl," soobin argues out of seemingly nowhere and beomgyu blushes. he's not wrong, though. if he cared less about you, it'd be easier to get with you.

he always said he'd wait until you were single to make a move, but you were with doyoon for three whole years. then joonwoo for 6 months. then seoyun for 8 months. then donghyun for 9 months. at 26, you're nothing short of a serial monogamist, and he was always just on the precipice of gathering his courage to ask you out when you enter another relationship.

jia said you were coping with your breakup with doyoon in your own sick little way, but that didn't really make beomgyu feel any better. to him, that just meant you were still stuck on the man he felt so inferior to. but after seeing how fucked up you were after your last relationship, he was just about done with waiting for you to look at him.

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yandere-daze · 5 months

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This post is for me and the 3 other Rain Code fans on here that asked for this. The thoughts and ideas just wouldn`t leave my mind so here you go <3

I actually started writing this when I was in Belgium in August and only finished it now. Hope you still enjoy <3 Please do let me know what you think!

Warning: This post will mention and talk about the Fortes of the Detectives so if you want to stay blind please don`t read this as it will contain spoilers!

tw yandere, obsession, stalking, desperation, manipulation, mention of murder, kidnapping, childhood neglect

gn reader

Characters: Yuma Kokohead, Halara Nightmare, Desuhiko Thunderbolt, Fubuki Clockford, Vivia Twilight

Yandere Archives: Rain Code

Yuma Kokohead

Yuma is kind of an interesting character to imagine as a yandere. I think you could make a case for him to be a lucid or delusional yandere. He´s a character with strong morals, one who doesn´t want to do others any harm and is more than capable of recognizing when he is doing something wrong. On the other hand, I can also imagine him acting very irrationally when he falls deep into obsession with his darling

I simply can´t imagine him having a lot of experience when it comes to love, you´re probably the first person he ever fell in love with and it would happen very fast. As such, Yuma would be pretty lovestruck with you, he just feels so happy when he´s around you! He always wants to help you in whatever ways he can and tends to trail behind you like a lovesick puppy. He gets very flustered whenever you praise him in any way, he really enjoys the attention he gets from you.

He´s so inexperienced when it comes to love, that he doesn´t really understand that the way he feels for you might be a bit more intense than what actual love would be like. It shouldn´t feel so completely unbearable to leave you for the night whenever you both have to head home. He knows he will most likely see you again the next and yet Yuma still feels like crying whenever you have to separate. But that´s just what being in love is like, right?

It´s normal that he sometimes lies awake at night for hours, tossing and turning in bed before finally getting up and heading out into the streets to see you again. He´s easily memorized the path to your home from the many times he has gone there and so he finds it even in the darkness of the night without a hitch.

His heart feels heavy and only when he can finally see your sleeping form through the glass of your window does he finally feel like he can breathe once more. You just look so peaceful, Yuma almost can´t rip his gaze away from you.

But then in the morning, when you tell him that you once again feel uneasy because you could swear there were eyes on you all day, he can´t help but feel guilty. Following you home, that´s bad, no questions about that. Yuma knows that. He knows that and yet he can´t bring himself to stop. He needs to see you, he has to be right next to you every minute of every day or he feels like his heart will stop functioning.

He can´t be apart from you and it breaks your heart to see Yuma so sad every time you say goodbye, but you do notice that it keeps getting harder to actually leave every single day. The way Yuma looks at you so sadly, the way that with time, Yuma starts begging on his hands and knees for you to stay with him just a moment longer. It´s worrying. He seems so unhealthily attached to you but no matter how many times you try to bring it up, he immediately shuts down any arguments you try to bring. He just won´t hear it. He can´t bear to hear it, because deep down he knows you´re right.

It can´t go on like this, but Yuma just can´t let go. He wants to be with you so badly, he would do anything!

His desperation to be with you would almost be cute if it wasn´t so frankly worrying. The longer you are with him, the harder it gets to leave him. But the longer you are gone, the more determined and desperate he gets to keep you around for longer. You really don´t know what to do.

And Yuma? With time he realized that this is a problem, the way he thinks about this isn´t normal. But the thought of you being gone is even more unbearable. And honestly, Shinigami is just making things worse. As the god of death, her morals are way looser than Yuma´s and so she tends to give him "helpful advice" on how he can be with you forever.

Killing rivals through the Mystery Labyrinth, finally taking you home, and not letting you leave until you promise to love only him...

Yuma is horrified to hear these things and he refuses to act on any of them. But the more time goes by, the more he hears Shinigami´s voice in his head, and the more desperate he gets, the more appealing her "solutions" sound.

It´s only a matter of time until total obsession can turn even someone as honest as Yuma into someone willing to do terrible things for the one he loves

Halara Nightmare

Halara I imagine to be the one that takes the longest to fall for you out of everyone here. They are a very serious person and try to detach themselves from their emotions. What time do they have for things like romance when they need to do detective work?

It takes a long time for you to prove yourself in Halara´s eyes, they need to respect you as a strong and genuine person before they could ever develop any kind of attachment towards you. And let´s be clear: That really isn´t an easy task. Halara is not easily impressed and they´re even less likely to think of someone as honest

Due to the past scamming their family fell victim to, Halara is very wary of strangers. In their eyes, there´s no one in this world who does good things simply for the sake of it. Everyone has their own motives and reasons for doing things, theirs just include money.

So to earn their trust, you must be quite a remarkable person, one with a bright head on their shoulders. And then maybe with time, you will begin to earn their appreciation

It definitely takes Halara the longest out of everyone here to fall for you, it´s a very gradual progress, one that both of you probably aren´t aware of. Halara isn´t very affectionate with you and that doesn´t really change later on either once their obsession with you grows.

And Halara? Well, I´m pretty certain they have no experience with these sorts of feelings and might even push them away whenever they surface. They´re just a distraction from their work, they can´t afford to feel these things for you.

But slowly but surely, they keep falling deeper and deeper until even they can´t deny the way they feel about you anymore. They haven´t loved anyone like this before and it takes them aback, but they´re not stupid. They can surmise what the fluttering in their chest whenever you send a smile their way means. The way their cheeks feel warm whenever you fleetingly touch them. They know what all of this means, they´ve simply tried to deny it for the longest time

From the outside, it seems like nothing changed at all from the way they act. Their behaviour around you doesn´t really change all that much, though they are maybe a bit gentler when it comes to talking to you. But it´s really hard to catch on to honestly, and that´s how Halara prefers it to be.

Strangely enough, I can actually see them as one of the few yanderes that isn´t actually 100% interested in getting into a relationship with you, it isn´t really all that necessary to them. They greatly enjoy your company, yes, and their heart speeds up whenever you enter the room, but they simply don´t believe that a romantic relationship is the only fulfilling way to be with you.

Yes, touching you more tenderly and maybe even kissing you definitely sounds appealing to them, but it isn´t their priority when it comes to their darling.

What is their priority? Their darling´s safety.

As we know, Halara is very wary of any stranger you might meet. They´ve always been convinced that people simply can´t be trusted to act in your best interest, even before meeting you. And now you´ve entered their life and yes, Halara is happy to admit that you might be the only exception to that rule.

To them, you are the one good, honest person walking this earth. You do nice things out of the goodness of your heart, you care for other people and want to help them. And Halara knows better than anyone else how strangers will try to take advantage of that. They simply must keep you safe from any harm that might befall you.

They´re very smart and quick to figure out when someone has ill intentions and they´re even faster when it comes to fending them off. They´re very well informed and have no problem with blackmailing or threatening people to leave you alone. And if that fails, Halara is also very well-versed in hand-to-hand combat. Any possible threats are quick to run away afterwards.

And to be clear: ANYONE is a threat in Halara´s eyes. The world is full of scummy people and you can never be too careful. You have a good heart and someone needs to be there to protect it. That´s their job and they will do anything to complete the task.

No one will ever lay a hand on you while they´re around.

Desuhiko Thunderbolt

I feel like Desuhiko would be very fast to develop a crush on you and it would be very obvious to everyone. He can be very "intense" when he shows interest in someone

He would try to make a move on you almost immediately, though that would most certainly lead to you rejecting him and being kind of uncomfortable.

Funnily enough, with how he usually is you probably wouldn't even suspect how deep his love for you actually goes. He's like this with everyone so he's probably not serious about you at all. It's just like with everyone else, you think

So because he's coming on so strongly with everyone, you wouldn't even think that anything was different this time with you. And at first, you were right.

Desuhiko went to try and talk up other people but somehow, his mind kept returning to you. His thoughts started focusing on more aspects of you than simply your looks. No, in his mind he really started admiring you for your personality and all the little quirks you have

It was strange to him because never before had he gotten so attached to someone he was interested in.

When he realizes that he's actually in love with you, Desuhiko doesn't really know what to do with himself. He's completely overcome with emotions and just kind of a mess all around.

But now that he realizes the extent of his feelings for you ( he doesn't really because he doesn't know just how obsessed he is with you) he doesn't know how to go about it. Suddenly lame pick-up lines don't feel right anymore and he gets more and more tongue-tied when around you. It's quite a rare sight to see Desuhiko be so flustered and almost... shy?

Suddenly he's very self-conscious about what you might think of him. You probably think he's really lame with the way he tried to hit on you first, huh? Yeah, maybe that wasn't really the best move

But Desuhiko is nothing if not persistent. He won't give up on you so easily after a single defeat, now that he's aware that what he feels for you is special

Honestly, his attempts to win you over will become way more endearing? You can tell that he tries really hard to impress you. See, he's caught onto another criminal all on his own! Isn't he cool? You think so too, right??

On the other hand, he will also keep complimenting you on every single thing you do.

"Oh y/n, you're so smart for figuring that out!", "Oh, you're just so kind for helping that person out"

It would almost feel patronizing with how he praises every single mundane thing you do but you brush it all off because Desuhiko is just being Desuhiko

And after a while, Desuhiko will get a bit upset when he notices that you aren't really taking him and his feelings seriously. Because he is very serious about you! He's made up his mind that he wants to be with you and he'll do anything to prove that to you!

You start to notice that something about this is different because Desuhiko completely stops trying to hit on random people on the street. And all you can wonder is what possibly could have caused this. It was a good change obviously but you were still curious

But of course, the real reason is that he wants to show you how serious he is about you. He doesn't need or want anyone else when he already has you. He would consider it downright cheating if he kept up his old behavior. I mean you're already almost kind-of dating, right? I mean you must have picked up on his feelings by now, he even confessed all these months ago! Continuing to hang out with him means that you're not entirely opposed to the idea, right? Right?

He just keeps getting more and more persistent and it´s really hard to go anywhere without him. He always insists on tagging along with you, no matter how short the trip. It´s honestly pretty frustrating sometimes, it´s like you can never have a moment to be on your own, Desuhiko is always with you.

Naturally, you start complaining. And even Desuhiko can see that you´re getting annoyed with him never leaving you alone, even with his rose-tinted glasses. But he just can´t bring himself to ever leave you alone. And this is when his Forte comes into play.

You see, his Forte is actually kind of perfect for a stalker. Can you imagine the kind of stuff a yandere could pull off with the ability to disguise themselves perfectly? Whenever you get sick of him, Desuhiko can simply disguise himself as someone else and "discreetly" follow you when you´re out in public. And even if you do end up catching him, well, he has another person´s face, how are you supposed to know that it´s actually him?

And while we´re talking about disguising himself as someone else, this would actually be a pretty effective way to get rid of any perceived rivals without doing anything truly heinous. Despite everything, Desuhiko could never find it in himself to actually hurt someone like that, it´s not really in him.

So when he sees someone trying to make a move on you? It´s very simple for him to disguise himself as them and then make them look bad right in front of you.

Fubuki Clockfort

Fubuki definitely strikes me as a delusional yandere. Never before in her life has she ever been in love with anyone so when she feels that burst of warmth in her heart when she sees you for the first time, it‘s a strange and foreign feeling to her. Not at all unpleasant though! It‘s just something she has never felt before and so she is very curious about what this could possibly mean.

So to figure out what this is all about, Fubuki spends more and more time with you. And as she comes to find out very soon, she really enjoys your company! And her heart starts beating really really fast whenever you‘re near to her! Oh, this exhilarating feeling, it makes her feel strong and so, so weak at the same time.

But it is a wonderful new feeling and one she wants to hold on to for as long as she can.

Faster than you could realize, Fubuki starts to get really clingy with you. She keeps insisting that she should go with you when you head out with the excuse that she would be able to guarantee your safety due to her Forte if you ever got into any trouble. So obviously she has to tag along!

Fubuki would be so so sweet to you, singing your praises every step of the way. It's almost impossible to get her to calm down once she has started rambling.

I think after a good amount of time, Fubuki would be able to realize that she is in love with you. She might have had a sheltered upbringing but love was something that had always been at the back of her mind, even if she didn't allow herself to dwell on it for too long

As the heir to a very important family, Fubuki has been in an arranged marriage for as long as she can remember. As such, all her life, she never allowed herself to fall in love with anyone. She knew she was already promised to someone and she couldn't bear the thought of having her heart broken if she fell for someone else. She realized that her own wishes would have to take a backstep for the good of the Clockford family

She has told herself this all her life and yet when she finally does fall for you... Oh, this feeling is so addicting, how could she ever give up on this?

How could she ever choose her family over you? She has already envisioned her perfect future with you! Fubuki will go on adventures all around the world and you will accompany her as her loving and loyal partner! Oh, she can't help but fluster just thinking about all the time you two will be spending all alone!

The thought that you might not feel the same way as her doesn't really register in her head. Surely you must also have these intense feelings, just like her?

Because she's so delusional, she will definitely jump the gun with confessing to you.

"Y/n, I want to tell you something very important. I think - no, I know, that I'm in love with you. You look confused? Please do not worry, I've already spoken to my parents about breaking off my arranged marriage. There won't be any issues!"

She says this all with a smile while you wonder how someone can fall in love with you and break off their engagement after knowing you for 3 weeks.

Is very shocked and close to tears if you reject her, no matter how gently you do it. Also, you won't do yourself any favors if you mention that you two don't know each other enough yet. She will see that as a sign that you're willing to date her if you two spend more time together.

And if you just outright reject her? Well, Fubuki is definitely not happy about that. Maybe she should have waited a bit longer before confessing her feelings? Oh how clumsy of her, she's so unfamiliar with how love works!

So what does she do in this type of situation? She uses her Forte to turn back time to before she confessed her feelings. She understands that you need more time to process your feelings! So she will ask again tomorrow <3

Honestly, you could really abuse her Forte, she could just confess over and over to test the waters and then simply turn back time every time you turn her down. Or what if she suggests holding hands? Or asks if she can kiss you? If you don't want to, she can simply turn back time and make you forget it ever happened

That being said, if you keep rejecting her, Fubuki might get a little desperate. She really wants to show you that she could be perfect for you! So she'll definitely shower you with gifts. Anytime you even remotely mention wanting something, she'll get it for you with a smile. It's really no issue for someone whose family has as much money as hers.

Also because she's an airhead, you could definitely also manipulate her into giving you things or doing things for you. Whether it's clothes, a villa or her bank account number, nothing is out of the question!

Speaking of her family, you would be in a very rough spot if she ever brought up wanting to marry you to her parents. She probably wouldn't realize that she's pressuring you but how could you ever refuse if the Clockford family offered you an arranged marriage? How could you slight a family with so much power and money?

If you accept, Fubuki will be overjoyed, knowing all along that you loved her as well

And once you're married, there's no way you're ever going to be able to run away from her.

The only good news is that Fubuki is pretty tame as far as yanderes go. She would never want to harm you in any way, she just really wants to please you! Anything you wish for you will definitely get! She just wants to be with you for the rest of your lives!

Vivia Twilight

Vivia for me is a strange case because I can both see him taking a long time to fall for someone or falling for someone almost immediately

As we can see from his Gumshoe Gab, Vivia had a very troubling childhood where he went through a lot of neglect. He also expresses that a lot of people stay away from him because of his Forte so he probably feels quite lonely, even if he doesn't directly say this

So I think more than anything, Vivia would fall for a darling that is very kind and caring, someone who gives him the time of day and isn't deterred by his way of speaking or perceived strangeness

That being said, I don't think his darling would actually have to be an extraordinarily good person to catch his attention, as we can see him describe Yuma as "very kind" simply for talking to him or listening to him speak about his interests

Due to all the neglect he had to suffer through, Vivia might latch on to anyone who shows him the bare minimum of decency or affection because it is something he isn't used to and wants to continue to feel

“You keep talking to me every day. You must be some kind of angel.“

So I think Vivia would latch on to and fall for you almost immediately but it would be a slow and gradual descent into madness for him. It doesn't happen immediately and you probably wouldn't even notice anything changing about his usual behaviour

His way of speaking in metaphors and mysteries ironically enough would make any underlying thoughts and motives he has anything but overt. You might chalk up the way he‘s behaving suddenly to Vivia being Vivia.

It's not at all obvious when Vivia has a crush on you, it's like nothing really changes. He‘s not going to be upfront about his feelings so it would be up to you to pick up the small clues he leaves behind to figure out what is really going through his head. In front of you, he's still his old tired self, though you might feel someone intensely staring at you from time to time while you're at the agency. It´s kind of unnerving because every time you turn around to look, you can’t find the person responsible for giving you that chill up your spine

It´s honestly unlikely that you‘ll catch Vivia in the act of watching you, he can be very discreet when he wants to. On the flipside though, if you do end up seeing him, he‘ll simply smile directly at you and then turn back to his book, making you believe that nothing was strange about this after all with how casual he‘s acting about being caught.

Maybe you were just paranoid and jumping to conclusions. What´s so strange about being looked at sometimes? You‘re sure it was just a strange coincidence that it always seems to be Vivia who‘s studying you so intensely

If only you knew though, him staring at you out in the open was the least of your worries.

There is something much worse that you have no idea about. Vivia‘s Forte lends itself perfectly to a stalker yandere like him.

It's almost too easy. Vivia can simply lie down on the ground and use his Forte to turn himself into a ghost. Now he's completely invisible to everyone's eyes and he can even phase through walls if you were smart and locked the door to your room. Nothing you will do to protect yourself from your stalker will actually hinder Vivia in any way.

Locks, motion sensors, security cameras - nothing works. And the longer there is no evidence of a stalker, the more you will start to believe that it must have all been in your imagination from the start.

I mean surely, if there really was a stalker breaking into your house every night, something would have shown up on your security cameras, right? You made absolutely sure to cover every single area outside your house so there wouldn't be any blind spots. And yet still - the recording tapes turn up empty

At least Vivia will listen to you when you express your worries about believing you have a stalker but not finding any evidence. He feels a bit bad about how paranoid you have become because of him and yet he can't really say no when you ask him if he could spend the night at your house to help keep watch because you feel unsafe. It's too perfect an opportunity to pass up

You can rest assured that no one will secretly break into your house tonight while Vivia keeps watch over you <3 He's not getting a lot of sleep tonight due to being so close to you in person. It's just so different to have your permission for once to admire you all night

Can't help but chuckle to himself when you thank him in the morning for keeping watch so diligently. He looks so tired too!

Getting a bit off-track here so let's reel it in again. Vivia as a yandere would crave a normal relationship with you, which means he would ideally like you to fall for him as well, even though he sees it as a bit unlikely that someone as perfect as you would ever fall in love with him.

He wants your relationship to be peaceful and sweet, which is why he never wants you to find out about his tendencies. It would completely shatter the illusion he had kept up for so long and change everything, he can't let that happen

Because of this, I don't think Vivia kidnapping you is all that likely. He wants to be overt in his obsession for you and so no matter how much he wants all of your attention and affection, he won't do something so drastic, especially for no reason.

He needs to feel really threatened or like you're going to completely slip away from him to ever consider kidnapping you. He realizes that being kidnapped greatly reduces the likelihood of you falling for him.

That being said, if he did decide that this was necessary, he wouldn't have too hard of a time. We learn in the game that apparently he's always carrying around a syringe and we've seen him sedate people with it too in the flash of a moment. This leads me to believe that that probably wasn't the first time he knocked someone out and so he would also know what he needs to do if he wants to put you to sleep.

Will apologize but explain that he had to do this to ensure your happy future together. Hopes that you find it in the kindness of your heart to forgive him

Also, I feel like this is the right time to mention that Vivia would be a protective yandere. You're an amazing and kind person to him so it's of utmost importance to keep you safe. You deserve the world ( and so much better than him, he thinks) and he won't stand for anyone trying to harm you. You're so, so important to him, he can't let anything happen to you

I think this protective tendency is something he wouldn't really display in front of you all too much, aside from maybe making some small comments on the side when he thinks that someone might be up to no good

He will definitely follow you around in ghost form though!

Now, Vivia doesn't like violence all that much and would rather avoid any bloodshed. He's not the type of yandere to go crazy with jealousy and just murder anyone he deems a rival. ( I think I should mention that I can't imagine Vivia as a very jealous yandere in the first place)

He really rather wouldn't and especially not in front of you. He doesn't want you to become scared of him because he started swinging around a knife all carelessly. If he deems someone a threat, he might just go with something ominous. That combined with his height should be enough to scare off most people.

That being said. He does canonically have a box cutter in his coat at all times and he knows how to use it. If it really came down to it, Vivia could bring himself to hurt or even kill someone for you and your relationship. Murder is an absolute last resort and he‘s not quite sure if he could actually go through with it, but it‘s not out of the question.

He just wants a quiet and peaceful life with you at his side for the rest of his life. And he‘s going to have it, no matter what.

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rekha :(((( just to torture ourselves what kind of angsty scenario do you imagine would bring hanma to tears if he’s in a relationship with you? sobs or is it only the death of those few he cares about that can break a man like him :(((( bye i’m so sad over him now pls

content: fem!reader (feat. my selfship content), established marriage, papa! shuji, angst. accidental pregnancy. mention of not wanting kids, family-related insecurities. thank you for indulging me rivvy<3

note: ok listen! i've been thinking about this all day. shuji isn't much of a crier, but when he does cry, it's over the people he loves.

shuji always says to you that he doesn't wanna have kids. and hey, you're cool with that. you don't need kids to make a family and a home with him.

just the two of you is plenty enough<33

but you get one accidental pregnancy after the other, and you find yourselves with two or three kids that shuji ends up loving more than life itself.

he jokes to you every now and then about how he doesn't know why he was so apprehensive about the idea before.

he's so happy! he loves his little kids, they share his and your features so evenly, their bubbly giggling at his silly faces are so adorable, taking care of them is so fun and god, he's just so full of love and joy.

until he's painfully reminded of why he didn't want to have kids— when they grow older and their personalities start clashing with his.

as a father, shuji jumps from too easygoing to too overprotective real quick. he finds something like their secret cigarette stash, that they've been drinking at parties, or they miss a curfew or two and it gets him irrationally mad at them — and when shuji's angry, he yells </3

he's just concerned for his kids because he knows full well what a reckless, dangerous childhood is like. and while he wants to be the chill parent so bad, he gets scared sometimes.

and his fear for his kids' safety comes out as anger and yelling. and his kids take after him, so his anger only makes their tempers flare up — which often results in a shouting match between father and children.

and while shuji tries to stay kind, sometimes, his kids say the meanest things at him.

(credits to my gf for these lines btw! this is actually from my selfship 🤭) one time, shuji is trying to confiscate his son's phone and ground him for a bit for staying out of the house a whole day and night after a prior argument, and it goes like this ↓

“give me your phone”

“what the fuck, you're not serious- i'm a grown ass adult!”

“give me your phone. you're not fucking grown. you're grounded, and i'm keeping tabs on you from here on out. now hand it over or i swear to god, i will take it from you”

his tone is threatening enough, and your son has no choice but to hand over his phone and shuji shuts it down and pockets it.

your son hisses under his breath like “this is bullshit”

and shuji retorts with a “this is how being a parent is”

and then his son says, in the meanest tone he could muster— “yeah, because you and mom were sooo smart for having so many fucking kids while being world's most wanted.”

and for a tense moment, there's a silence before shuji just heads to the front door and his shoes on, takes helmet and jacket and storms out, slamming the door shut behind him. he drives somewhere like yokohama wharf and just. breaks down and cries. all by himself. imagine ;( </3

he lights himself a smoke for the first time in years, tears rolling down his cheek and hanging for a moment at his jaw before they fall and stain his jeans with tears, and he's just wondering if he's a good father at all in the end.

he cries and cries and cries— and when he finally comes home to you late at night after everyone else has gone to bed, his eyes are puffy and red, and his hair is dishevelled. he looks so sad.

and when you hold out your arms for a hug, this big, 6'6 (because he was 6'4 at age 16. he's grown at least a couple of inches since then!) tall man, smelling of cigarettes and tears in his leather jacket and ripped jeans just slumps into you, his wife that he loves so much and just wants to be good to.

he's silent as you lead him to bed and help him undress, and while you're in bed, wrapped up in eachother's arms under the blankets, he asks you in a raspy, hoarse whisper, “am i... am i a good father to the kids, baby?”

and god, you kiss him, kiss his forehead and his face and his hair and you tell him yes, yes shuji you're such a good father to our children, and you're so good to me! so good to me and so good to the kids, shuji. you're okay.

he can't help but cry again after he hears that. he cries quietly but he sobs out loud, body racking and shaking your shoulders along with his own each time he takes a ragged breath in.

shuji knows he's not a family man. but god, god he wants to be one so bad. he wants to be good, for you and for his children that he loves so fucking much. and it makes him cry, whenever his fear overtakes him and convinces him that he may not be enough.

#‶｡ଘ.*+ — [ loveletter ].#‶｡ଘ.*+ — from : [ river! ].#OOPS THIS GOT SO LONG! HAHA 💀#okayy since it's my selfship i'll turn off rbs #but yes! i hope you enjoy the read river 😭💖#hanma x reader #hanma angst #tokyo revengers angst #tokyo revengers x reader

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I really wanted to know more about Near's relationship with the SPK members in his view.

I like to imagine that one time they went to an amusement park and Near couldn't go on almost any ride because of his height.

Or them going to Burger King, because Near wanted Spider-Man's cup.

Okay, look. I thought about this for a while. Hear me out.

As dull as it sounds, I think Nears relationship towards Halle, Gevanni and Rester probably doesn‘t exceed much from them being colleages. We know that Near is probably closest to Rester and I think Halle, being the most approachable of the three, takes on some "parental“ tasks for Near, like pushing him to take care of himself (eat, shower, sleep, ...). Gevanni is probably the most distanced from Near. He‘s professional, no doubt, but for some reason I can see him complaining to Halle and Rester about Near, once they‘re out of Nears earshot.

The SPK is founded in early 2009, about 90% of the SPK is killed off half a year later, so the 4 characters effectively only have 3 1/2 months to get to know each other in this constellation until the end of canon Death Note. Everyone is being incredibly secretive about their personal lives, not only for their own safety but so no information can get out. Once the SPK is down to only 4 people, Near probably tries some things to improve the work morals, lighten the mood or something. He read that team building is important and keeping your colleages happy and motivated is a good thing. So maybe he arranges regular activities out of work, like going to an amusement park (it‘s all stuff he googled), having meals together, stuff like that. But it all just ends up being incredibly awkward. Here are two scenarios I can see happening:

Amusement park The SPK probably went like "Near, are you 100% sure you want to go to an amusement park...? I don‘t want to be degrading or anything but do you really think you can handle that?" "Yeah, why wouldn‘t I, it‘s gonna be fun for sure." "If you say so..." Once they‘re there, all the impressions come crashing down on Near and he‘s barely able to deal with the situation he put himself in. He probably wouldn‘t even cope with just going on a single ride. Too many people, too many lights, too many noises, too many smells, too much adrenalin to handle at once. On top of the approaching meltdown, he will most likely receive looks from people and hear comments from kids walking past him "Why is that boy so white??“ "Look mom, a ghost!!“ "OMG is that kid sick?“, inceasing his anxiety levels even further. I can see him lecturing someone who was just trying to be nice about his albinism pretty rudely about his condition.

Lunch Near suggests the 4 of them have lunch together. And I imagine the SPK being in this massive office building with all sorts of companies in it and they go downstairs to the canteen and again, Near gets all sorts of looks (”Why is there a teenager here…?” “Duuuuude look at how white this guys hair is”). I headcanon Near having misophonia, meaning he gets irrationally angry when he hears people eat, swallow or make all kinds of mouthy sounds. And Near, once again, is this close to rage-quitting the whole thing. The noises, the smells, too many people. And Near printed out a list of things to make small talk about, because that REALLY not his area and he awkwardly checks the list and reads out some questions. “Ok so, Gevanni. Uhh about the weather…” “Near, we really don’t need to do this.” “… would you like to talk about the local weather or are you more interested in the recent monsoons over in New Delhi?” “Near, really…”

Sorry for the long read. Let me know if I'm completely off with my thoughts here or you can see any of this happening as well!

#ask #death note #near #nate river #spk #headcanon #dn au 2.0

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the-lark-ascending69 · 2 months

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Homophobic Nancy for whom it's not enough to torture herself over her inappropriate feelings for Robin, but needs to take her anger out on her, too.

Of course, she doesn't actually say anything. She doesn't make any direct comments on it. When Robin tells her, hands shaking and heart racing, that she likes women, Nancy simply stares at her without blinking, a tight smile on her face, and her brain short circuits and in that instant she suddenly diacovers the language needed to describe the way Robin made her feel, somewhere between excited, happy and nervous, but also irrationally angry. It was something she'd successfully avoided naming up until that point, the same way you avoid looking directly into the sun, not even realizing you're doing it.

Robin makes her confront a part of herself she doesn't want to face, and Nancy hates her for it.

So when Robin nervously asks why she's not saying anything, Nancy just smiles a little wider and tells her that it's okay. Robin is confused. Just okay? What does that mean? It's okay, Nancy insists. Actually, I don't know why you felt the need to tell me. It's not like it changes anything, anyway. Robin doesn't know how to feek about that. In one hand, she's glad Nancy isn't being outright hostile or violent towards her. She likes the "not changing anything" part. But Nancy's reaction is visibly off and even though she insists, every time Robin asks, that there's nothing wrong, Robin can tell she just made a big mistake. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she calls herself under her breath as she walks back home. She should have known better than to assume this wouldn't be too much for some of her friends.

She talks to Steve about it, and Steve tells her to believe Nancy. If she said it was okay, it was okay. Is Robin sure she's not imagining things? And yes, she's sure. Or she was, at least. But Steve supposedly knows Nancy much better than Robin does, so, maybe she did see rejection where there was none, simply because she was so scared of it.

So she tries to believe Nancy when she said nothing had changed, even if she felt stupid doing so, and asked her if she wanted to have a sleepover on the weekend, like they usually did. Or go for a walk. Or study together. Or simply hang out.

Nancy tells her she has plans with Jonathan.

Next time Robin asks, she needs to study. Next time, she tells her she'd promised El she'd teach her about clothes and makeup. The next one, she'd promised Mike she'd join gim for a campaign at Hellfire. Next one, she's helping Joyce with something, or she's watching a movie with her mom, or she has to clean her room, or babysit Holly, or interview someone, or she's simply tired and wants to sleep. She used to always have time for Robin before. And Robin is growing increasingly worried and feeling increasingly stupid, continuing to seek Nancy out when her instincts tell her to run. Why did she follow Steve's advice? She knew from the beginning. Her gut told her so.

She should have expected it when she went to knock on Nancy's window one night and opened up her whole heart for her, telling her how much she misses her and how stupid she feels and how she thought Nancy said things wouldn't change but they did, and now she's scared it's her fault, somehow, even though she suspects Nancy is pulling away for something she can't control and she feels so stupid for ever telling her something Nancy clearly didn't want to know, and now she's suggesting that they forget everything she said that day and they go back to talking about boys like normal girl friends do, because she'd talk about boys with Nancy even when it goes against her nature if that means keeping her as a friend. She should have expected Nancy to look uncomfortable and hug herself and say "Robin, it's getting late. I think you should go home".

Just as easily, she breaks Robin's heart.

Robin doesn't break down in tears in front of Nancy - she waits until she's home to do that. Instead, she says "I - okay, yeah. You're right" and "Sorry, Nance" before walking back home between sniffles and hiccups. She doesn't call Steve to tell him he was wrong. She was the stupid one here. Neither Steve nor Nancy were to blame. This was the way the world worked, and she was simply bad at surviving in it.

Nancy can't name the feelings and thoughts roaring in her head, but she falls to the floor of her bedroom and hugs her knees, and with one hand she roughly pulls at her own hair as if that will make everything inside stop. She feels like she hates Robin, and that makes her hate herself. Or maybe it's the other way around. She's not animal. She can think clearly, even if doing so in this situation scares her. She knows Robin did nothing wrong. She even knows theres nothing wrong with Robin, because if it had been anyone else, she wouldn't feel this way. But Robin was special. It was her beauty and her laugh and her tenderness and her brilliant, brilliant mind, and the way she couldn't stop her mouth when she felt too many emotions. It was the way she looked at Nancy with such deep trust and admiration. The way Nancy felt something so impossibly contradictory for her. The desire to be always with her and to never see her again. To tangle her fingers in her hair and to avoid her touch. To make her happy and to make her cry. "This isn't for me", Nancy tells herself. "It has to be for someone else. I can't let this be me". She punishes Robin because she needs somewhere to put her anger, and who better than the cause of all this evil?

#ronance #homophobic nancy wheeler #homophobic comphet nancy being a toxic person is something that can be so hot #the fact that Robin doesn't even know what's going on (not fully)#she doesn't even like Nancy (at this point). she just wanted to be her friend #:(#my posts

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lilhwahwa · 2 years

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pick a picture ✧ what do you need to know right now?

I felt an urge to do this once again...I’ve done some readings on here before but do them mostly privately. To pick a picture, just take a breath and pick the one you feel most drawn to. You may be drawn to more than one, or none at all. That’s fine.

Feedback is encouraged and welcomed <3

This pile gave me so much good energy? Like some people associate pink glasses with bad things but I feel like you will live in an ideal pink world? Idk.. Anyway to the reading-

I feel like if you are starting to contemplate whether you're doing something right or something you are working on will be successful, you should know that everything seems go in your favour. You either are slowly becoming or will slowly get good and news that will leave you “comfortable”. You might be the person picked for some special opportunity or even getting some offers you may have to pick between, you have worked hard for this. Moonology deck says to not to let your pride get in your way though. You might have been insecure about your knowledge or value but you are very wise and will get all of this abundance, BUT don’t become too full of yourself after the wave of success. Be confident and sure yourself, but don’t abuse it. Meditate and contemplate on the choice you need because you are coming to a very happy outcome (10 of cups). This does seem to be about some type of choice or contemplating about something you worked hard for. Some things from the past may be pulling you back, but the outcome is far more stronger and the right choice will bring you a lot of deserved abundance.

Possibles signs?

111, 9, Leo, Pisces, Virgo, Earth and Water, the stars?

Pile Two

You might have rushed into a battle or a fight rather irresponsibly or irrationally. Some big change has happened and you can’t seem to make up your opinion or mind about someone or something (almost as if you can’t understand that this happened? and for some reason it felt to me like you might have a disagreement with an authoritative figure like parent, boss or somebody who is “higher” than you. I feel like this situation is actually given to you in order to learn or escape something you don’t need, you will better yourself with this. Take your things, opinions or whatever it may be and leave silently because more fights will only worsen things. Right now it may feel like life is falling apart. You may feel tired and unsure of what to do next. Think about what you need to release and let go off but don’t forget your goals and hold your vision because after this a fresh streak will come. You will be able to work towards and achieve your goals. This situation may be a win-win situation for you and whoever else this concerns (might be the authoritative figure). Rest for now and let things slowly fall back to normal, but don’t give up.

Possible signs?

Libra, Air signs, Earth signs

Pile Three

Not to scare you, but it feels like a big / fiery break up of some sort is coming. Somebody has been deceiving or lying to you. You may have been or are in a toxic situation. Now remember tarot can’t predict anything, this is just what my personal interpretation is saying. This person or situation is draining you. You used to be spiritual? or at least vert self aware and wise but this took that away from you. Energy vampire tbh. You might have become closed off and not the person you once were. You may ignore help from people that were once important to you. Or this is what may happen after this splitting situation comes. You may want to be very isolated and take time for yourself. You don’t realise how many people care about you and want to help you. I feel especially a fire sign or someone “higher” up than you will support you and help you grow back into the person you once were. Very strong and abundant. I had to pull one more card before I ended and it’s a very abundant and happy ending for you, maybe even better than what you imagined the other peson or situtation could give you. The luck is on your side but you need to take a breather to heal and get through this climax. Your hard work is paying off and in the end you will be on top and happy.

Possible signs

Capricorn!, Sagittarius, Earth signs, Aries,

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remember, I do this for fun and tarot can’t predict the future, just give a possible outcome. Take this however you want or don’t claim it all. I appreciate feedback :)

#tarot #pac #pac reading #tarot readings #tarot reading #astrology #zodiac #spirituality #pick a card #general readings #general reading #horoscope

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burinazar · 3 months

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[warning: post about my ‘personal’ ‘romantic’ ‘life’, got a little mopey and oversharey. This Is Tumblr, So Im Posting It Anyway]

I sometimes conceptualize of myself as getting online crushes at the drop of a hat, but in fact that is not true. i develop a vague attraction to some online acquaintance about once every one to two years (and then do nothing about this since the idea of such a thing being mutual is…i mean, i’m not delusional, i’m aware it’s zero. stats irl bear this sort of thing out as far as anyone ever “liking me back.” I also can’t bear the humiliation and indignity of expressing such a thing and how pathetic and presumptuous I’d feel doing so, like a crawling worm that thinks it’s a human. Anyway,)

once every couple years …objectively isn’t “often”! most probably the reason I think “oh that happens so often” is that it, uh, does happen ‘often’ compared to the frequency with which I fall for people in real life. crushes number in the single digits and falling in love happened once, ever, catastrophically and extremely badly, for about four years, pathetically and unrequitedly, until it was finally snuffed out by lack of proximity, like suffocating a fire for lack of oxygen.

I’m slightly afraid it never ended and mostly try not to think about it. I accidentally did something really strange to myself a couple weeks ago by (hilariously, it was thru finding my old homestuck art and then thinking about my life at the time) remembering the wrong memories — Like, it was…trigger-adjacent? Idk I don’t like to use that word about myself I’ve never felt like I had a right — Anyway it was really bad I was in bed like shaking and crying and thinking, it never ended, it never ended, it will never end, I just achieve denial, that’s all I can do, I just wrap myself up in the comfort of imagining A&N or B&V and filling my heart with imagining their love but you idiot it’s all just lying to yourself and forgetting that I’ll never again know the peace and happiness I felt at [redacted]’s side and how that was so much better than nothing even if it would never be returned and ten years going by proves that, just like I knew then, it was once in a lifetime

…this was supposed to be a lighthearted post. Oops! Aaanyway, yes, your local Ebil develops some kind of vague online attraction every so often and then does not do anything about it ever. I think the part of my brain that does that kind of refocuses onto fictional love in a weird way? we’re going to go down a really weird path if i try to explore that further though and I didn’t like the way my mind went there when I —let’s say Mentally Stepped On a Rake as described above

tangent: one of the reasons i can get irrationally hurt over people being dicks about my handful of treasured ships is that part of me is like “you won’t even let me have THAT????” yeah yes i know that doesn’t make any fucking sense. christ. no i swear this post was meant to be lighthearted. oh man

#anyway. net crushes. can think of four examples in the 10yrs since the ((gestures)) ended. so it might be even less than every 1-2 years #ive resigned myself to a life without relationships bc the process of seeking them is simply not something i can bear #that’s a conscious trade off i know i am making.maybe one wil magically happen someday anyway. idk where I was going with this #interestingly none of my online crushes have ever been men??? but the brain destroying love thing was a man. make of that what you will #my feelings towards a healthy variety of fictional men keep me convinced of my persisting bisexuality ((thumbs up))

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streets-in-paradise · 6 months

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New Memories - Andy Barclay x Reader

Warnings: Some phone call teasing, the rest it's just fluff. This is a sweet birthday fic.

Summary: Andy is far away from you, worrying because your usual behavior arround his birthday changed with the distance. From fearing the worst to finding himself amazed, he would discover nothing could possibly stop you from cheering him up in the most dreaded day of the year.

Tags: @barclaysangel @devonsawachucky2014

The day had been full of trouble and, once again, he got to spend another birthday having to see Chucky. The hunt was a win and he was feeling good about that, but on the occasions his mind would go back to it he sensed something was missing. More concerned than saddened by that, he wondered why you haven’t given any signs of life throughout the day. Ever since he started seeing you, things weren’t precisely quiet between you on the dreaded special occasion. Sometimes he wished it would, because you were making a fuss every year. Aware of how hard birthdays were for him, as his partner you have self assumed the task of cheering each one in hopes of helping him build new memories.

Happy memories, the kind he could treasure and revisit whenever the horrible ones would hit. With Chucky reappearing and you so far away from him, all he had to relieve himself were those reminders of your devoted love for him. You did text him in the morning, but he was waiting for something else at a moment he needed it more yet it never seemed to arrive. The whole process leading to the slaughtering of the doll required all his focus, an important mission distracting enough to keep him away from his phone for most of the time. However, with the night falling and the immediate danger disappearing he got to think about that again.

More than disappointment, what your silence caused was an activation of his paranoia. There was only one doll left, most likely far away from you, but maybe he didn’t know everything. There always could be others, maybe one taking advantage of his absence to pay you a visit. Your dead body could be already waiting for him as a birthday present, just like in the old times. Kyle tried to calm him down by showing the rational side of it, but there was nothing more than plain irrationality in everything they had gone through. Maybe you were busy at work, maybe you were planning something special … or maybe you were gutted on your living room’s floor.

It became too much for him and he was about to call you, but when he picked his phone he found an unseen notification from you showing a smiling picture of you.

“Miss you, handsome. Call you in a sec, get ready” The message underneath read. “ Did you think I would forget the birthday fun?”

He sighed in relief, then began to wonder what you were up to.

“ Beautiful as always, I miss you too.” He texted back. “ More than you can imagine.”

Your reply arrived a few minutes afterwards, another picture quite different from the last one. You were dressed as if you would be going on a date with him, some romantic dinner to celebrate and there was a description added in the message.

“ Bringing the party to you. “

Andy couldn’t help smiling, almost in disbelief with the sweetness of the gesture. He rushed to return it, suddenly reminding he had a perfectly matching visual he knew you would love.

The tie was off, but he was still wearing a suit, so he took a picture and send it to you along with his answer.

“ Dressed for the occasion.”

The call entered almost immediately. His sister chuckled since she noticed as well that the fastness had to be related with the effect the picture caused.

He got you so In love and you were so blissfully obvious, worshipping the fuck out of him at any given chance. Getting used to it had been quite an adjust to him, but your love made him feel on top of the world.

" You have totally outshined my gift, babe! " You sweetly complained to him. " Holy fuck, look at you. The open buttons of the shirt do it for me … is that the fucker's blood over it? "

He chuckled, proud of himself for your reaction.

" We got one, i emptied my gun on him and that has been all my celebration so far. Not the best birthday ever, but i had worse. "

" Can't argue with a man covered in blood. Whatever you say, handsome. " You teased him. " This is unnaceptable, you are giving me the better gift when i'm supposed to be celebrating you. Neck exposed, shirt splattered of blood … Are you trying to kill me? What can i give in return? A full nude? "

" Fuck, don't even mention it. My sister is ríght here. " He explained you ríght away." Not that I won't love it, but it's not a good moment. "

It made you chuckle, but that didn't mean you weren't backing down from making things up for him.

" What can i do for you to match this, birthday boy?" You purred sweetly. " Anything you wish for ríght now? "

He didn't hesitate a second before replying.

" … Just to hear your voice. "

The tender adoration in that statement disarmed any defenses you could have left. He had turned you into putty with his sweetness.

If what he wanted was to hear some of it, you were going to give him everything.

" I love you, Andy … like i have never loved anyone else before. You are the one for me, you know? No matter the shit that bastard tells you, we are meant to be. I can feel it, every single day i fall a bit more in love with you. Some nights I lay awake wondering how is it possible to love this much. I'm obsessed with you, in the harmless meaning of the word. I wouldn't lock you in my basement, but i'm perfectly aware you are the man i wanna spend the rest of my life with. Who cares if the doll comes in the package? I will get a dog house for him to stay outside everytime he's gonna try come to kill us. "

His laugh was hidding some of the very real flusterred reaction.

" You are insane, no person in their ríght mind would risk so much just for me. "

" Even if he would kill me, i still win. " You insisted. " I've meet the love of my life, got to spend good times with him. It's a good life, many people don't get the privilege before they are gone forever … Besides, I would have the comfort of knowing you would go berseker and destroy him in the cruelest way. If he freezes me, you will bath in his blood or eat his liver or some other fucked up inhumane sounding punishment and i will be rightfully avenged. Why would i want to ever leave the man that would hunt down my hipotetical killer to the end of the world? A man so tragically devoted who had me as his whole fucking world, who loves me like i'm the last person on Earth. Who gets love like yours nowadays, Andy?

" Wooow, woow. Where did that come from?" He wondered out loud, amazed. " It's not like i'm a romance hero or something. "

" I have two friends that have gone through ugly divorces and a third who is tired of trying on dating apps where most guys don't show any interest for long term relationships … I hitted jackpot with you, Andy. Call me crazy, but love like yours doesn't exist anymore. "

" To be fair, you changed every measure for what i thought love was supposed to be. " He sweetly admitted in return. " How do you expect me not to loose my freaking mind for you? The fuck is this? How are we having this conversation? "

There was a very simple answer for that. You couldn't be with him physically, but you wanted to shape a meaningfull memory at any cost.

" Happy birthday, love " You told him once more. " We can't have dates or gifts this year, but i can still give you my heart ríght here and now, just talking on the phone."

His stoicism fell in pieces, beated by the intensity of your affection.

#chucky 2021 #andy barclay #alex vincent #andy barclay x reader #alex vincent x reader #happy birthday andy!!

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siriuslysatorusimping · 4 months

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Ok about your latest post: I can assure you your writing does do all of that!

When I first read your story, like the very first chapter, my head started doing backflips.

I tend to maladaptiv daydream a lot, and rinko kinda wormed her way into that! (So every time I hear a song, my mind will just go, "Can you imagine Rinko doing....")

Also

Rinko was the first character I read about that was in a relationship with gojo that could take him on. Not the honored one, not the six eyes, him. It gives you a different perspective about the characters we know. So now we GET to know them threw someone else's eyes, weaknesses, quirks and all.

The first chapter is also the one I reread the most. You created a character that becomes a part of the readers and that we can identify with. (In all the AUs as well I may add)

So yeah, just wanted to let you know that:) (sorry that it's so long, kinda rambled there, sorry🙂)

Have a lovely day/night:)

THIS MESSAGE IS SO SWEET AND PLEASE DON'T APOLOGIZE FOR IT BEING LONG OR RAMBLING. DO NOT DO THAT EVEN ONCE!! IT'S WONDERFUL. THANK YOU SO MUCH 😭😭💕

It makes me SO HAPPY to know people reread Another Level and love Rinko and the others as much as I do 🥹 Her relationship with Megumi, especially as it's grown over the years, just makes my heart 🥺🥺 He went from "shE'S NOT MY MOM" to "She raised me." and I just wanna cry.

You especially don't have to apologize for rambling when I don't know how not to rant 😅 SO THE REST OF THE BULLSHIT I HAVE TO SAY IS BELOW THE CUT

Something that I enjoyed so much about writing Another Level and Rinko was the humanity of it. I think about Hollow Echoes and how I realized how unfair and one-sided some people's expectations were of Gojo after how he treated Rinko when she went into his condo without asking that first time. Like, of course he shouldn't have spoken to her like that. But he's still human, and humans make mistakes. They act irrationally and let their emotions drive them even when they shouldn't. Even when they know they shouldn't.

I think anyone other than Rinko would have either completely written him off as an asshole or caved and said he hadn't done anything wrong. But she held him accountable while admitting she was wrong, and it's something I adore about these two. They communicate with each other. They call each other out for being stupid, and they trust each other enough to admit when they're wrong. Admitting you're wrong to someone takes a lot of trust that they won't take advantage of that admission or use it against you, and that's something that both Gojo and Rinko are used to from others. Gojo is used to people taking any little fuckup and holding it against him for years, but Rinko has never done that with him because she understands that it won't help or change anything. There's just something about the two of them that is inherently safe for them to be themselves to the fullest.

Not only that, but Rinko was a safe person for all of the kids. She never talked down to them or straight up tried to 'mom' them. Which is one thing they all appreciated. Almost all of those kids have problems with authority and shitty or absent parents, so they would not react well to someone who just imposed authority over them like a parent.

I've seen a lot of fics that have Megumi calling the reader/oc 'mom' super easily or being really affectionate with them, and I just don't feel like that fits Megumi's character at all. He's an emotionally constipated abandoned kid who has Zenin blood. A kid like him would not just start calling someone 'mom' if they started acting like his parent. Because kids like that: bitter, angry at the world, abandoned kids with issues as deep as Megumi's are typically not receptive to people who force themselves into a parental role. Just think about how he treated Tsumiki, who he clearly loves and respects, when she tried to get him to quit fighting. It's why Rinko literally called him 'a ball of rage' in Bullies. Because he is. And no amount of 'parenting' is going to make that go away.

Gojo never acts like his parent in canon. He acts like a legal guardian because that's what he is. He knows better than to try to actually parent him. So it's just kinda funny to me when people think that Megumi would be this really affectionate kid who loves to be snuggled or coddled, and would like or accept someone who appeared in his life and suddenly just started telling him what to do all the time as if they have the right to do so.

He appreciated Rinko because she didn't try to force herself into his life. To force him to listen or do what she said. She watched out for him, she worried about him, but she didn't impose herself on his life. She made it clear she cared about him and would be there if he ever needed her, and she let him know that she understood his anger. Just like how her mother did. But again, she made it clear from the beginning that she wasn't trying to be his mom. And even now, if anyone asked her, she wouldn't say she is. She'd say he's her kid, but she would never just say she's his mom. And she'd turn bright red if Megumi ever actually called her that, which he wouldn't. He'll transition to calling her Rinko instead of Rinko-san, but he'll never call her mom.

It's also similar to how Rinko was when Maki ran away, she told her what she thought, but she knew she couldn't tell her what to do or think or feel. Because, just like Megumi, she understands their anger. She knows where they're coming from. She's felt the exact same anger they have and she just wants them to have someone who lets them know there's someone who cares about them no matter what, and it's okay to be angry because they have been given a shitty hand in life.

With all the kids, Rinko never treated them like dumb kids. She never spoke down to them or tried to 'give them wise advice.' She offered her opinion or thoughts and told them to do what they would with that and call her if they needed her. While she made it clear she knew they were kids, that never affected how she spoke to them. She spoke to them almost the exact same way she spoke to Shoko and Nanami and Gojo. And that was one reason all her students loved her so much.

ANYWAY THERE'S A FUCKIN KIKO RANT FOR YOU. HOLY SHIT. I'M SO SORRY THIS WAS DEFINITELY MORE THAN YOU SIGNED UP FOR WHEN YOU SENT THAT MESSAGE 😭

I HOPE YOU HAVE A LOVELY DAY OR NIGHT!! 💕💕🥹

#sweet asks #sweet anons #another level asks #rinko kurisaki #rinko kurisaki fanclub #rinko kurisaki aka my favorite oc i've ever written #everyone loved rinko-sensei #gojo fanfic #jjk fanfic #kiko rants

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foster-the-world · 6 months

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Can't stop.

Can't stop coughing. Week five probably. Getting worse instead of better. Used to be only at night. Feel fine its just the hacking cough and runny nose. Planning to drop baby boy at OT and then walk around outside because don't want the parents mad at me for hacking on them. He missed Friday because he was hacking so much. He at least seemed better this morning.

Mammogram came back "incomplete." so have to go back for futher imagining. Doesn't really make me nervous/anxious just annoyed I have to make another appointment. My Mom just had breast cancer but because she's 70+ I don't think my genetic disposition is particularly increased.

Sent angry emails to the foster agency because they told me they would not reimburse our OT cost. They sent long, inaccurate email about why they would not pay. Today I get a reimbursement check which was def sent before they said they would not pay. They also claimed they would not pay because he is getting OT in school "that they secured." Which is such bullshit. I did all of the evaluation legwork - which I should as his mother. I pointed out he was only getting one OT per week because they could not get a provider. Without asking the agency sends an email to the CPSE office. Not helpful. I already talked to them and they are working on it. Can they please just give us an adoption date but also thank you for that check. We will take it.

Going to see Back to the Future on Broadway tmrw night. Bee's ice skating program gives us access to $20 Broadway play tickets to some shows. Happy to take advantage. Going to my husband's 20 year reunion on Saturday night. His parents asked not to babysit because they need to prepare for Thanksgiving. I'm irrationally annoyed. What exactly do they need to do on Saturday night to prepare for a meal on Thursday? I recognize I have irrational expectations for grandparents because my Mom is so great/helpful/would rather hang out with my kids then do anything else in the entire world. I think his parents have a catch-22 in that they really love hanging out with the kids in theory but its also overwhelming for them in practice. Which is understandable. Just wish we lived by the grandparents who would do anything.

Practicing IV stuff on the fake arm is so helpful. Totally worth the cost. Already feeling much better about starting work. IVs and catheters are my two biggest fears. I can't believe we didn't get to practice either in nursing school. Or rather I got to do one needle stick on a fake arm. One. I also watched another student do a fake catheter insert. The fake arm is not realistic but it helps to practice the steps, etc. My husband is too squeamish to let me practice on him but i think my Mom will.

Found a better airbnb in London. I think my cousin is also going to join us. Which is great news for the girls and I. She gets mad at her Mom for being so out of shape. Which is not so helpful. I sent my Aunt a couch to walking 10K program. She said thank you and did not seem annoyed. I really didn't want to offend her. I think she would be happier if she was better able to get around. Let's hope the trip will be motivating for her.

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fully-functioning-pigeon · 1 year

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So I’ve never played Zelda, I have no experience with it. But the sound effects that Matt used during the one shot for the game made me irrationally happy knowing that they are sounds that make people happy. Like I know the feeling of experiencing something that I love in a new and exciting way and I can imagine that’s how the cast felt anytime the sound effects went off and I just love people that love their stuff 😭🩷

#it’s just so special #heartwarming honestly #legend of zelda #critical role #totk oneshot #Matt Mercer #emily axford #liam o'brien #Robbie Daymond #marisha ray

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hecula-propaganda · 6 months

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Every interaction between Hector and Dracula

or the two's feelings for each other :)

Prelude to Revenge

A place to cling to...

The ability to rebel and blaspheme against the Divine Providence Is accepted without blame A place where we are allowed to exist.

[We] respectfully obeyed, to cling to.

Why yes, I am perfectly normal about Hector and Isaac clinging onto Dracula because he's the only thing they have in this world :')

I'm not sure if Hector is speaking also on Isaac's behalf or only for himself, but I choose to believe it's the former because it makes sense.

But what's important here is that they are in the same position. It's easy to imagine Isaac, irrationally loyal and perpetually insecure, latching onto Dracula. But even Hector, in his icy pride, did the same :) he cared. Just not to the point of self-nullification.

And also look at that. Dracula gave a piece of his power to Hector. In the game itself, Zead says that the Devil Forgemasters are "suffused" in his magic (or "Devil Forgemasters are always with my Master's power" in Japanese). Part of Dracula is literally in them.

“What did he wish from me, that he even rebelled…? Unforgiveness is my nature. The more precious things are, the more they resist and are lost…”

I've spent enough words talking about that one word, 惜しい :)

Of course, this happens right after this lovely scene:

“Please, I beg of you I am human too!”

“My nourishment is human life and mistakes. I will disappear when humans perish…”

There’s no need for me to be chased away The disposal of my body Can’t even happen here... Anywhere...

So, hm. First you gravely injure your rebellious general without even listening to his concerns, then you wonder why your precious thing doesn't love you anymore. I don't think Kojima intended for him to look like a stereotypical abuser, but that's the vibes I get. it doesn't help that this is more or less his attitude with Alucard...

It is said that my former master was destroyed by the wielder of the holy whip. However, the devastation of the human world will not end...

Nothing major, just for completion's sake. This is the only time, as far as we know, that Hector calls Dracula his "master".

Media Factory manga

Unlike with the PtR manga, I need to talk about Isaac here, because he can't be separated from either Hector or Dracula.

i swear that the mf manga is a long long draactor propaganda, the love triangle here is insane

Isaac is the one who warned Dracula of Trevor, and the one who begged him to be sent to kill the Belmont. And yet...

Hector was sent instead. Hector was the one deemed worthy of facing such a big threat. Look at Isaac's eyes. He's so not happy about this blow to his fragile sense of self-esteem.

And Dracula once again puts Hector over Isaac, by ignoring his concerns, ordering him to go find the lost General and leaving himself unprotected well technically there's death but no one mentions him here. Even Isaac's own underlings aren't so convinced by the Lord's actions, and they chalk it up to sheer favoritism, which triggers poor Isaac. Everyone knows that Hector is Dracula's specialest boy :)

Of course, this line matters much more in Japanese:

In case you're wondering, there exist other words that imply unfair favoritism and nothing more, such as 依怙贔屓.

Now, unlike with 惜しい, it's a third party that uses 可愛がる. But then this means that Isaac's underlings were sitting there, joking that Dracula loves his Hector so very much... within Isaac's earshot. Bro. No wonder he found the first excuse to kill them off 😂

I said enough about this nightmare in this post. It's hard to judge where memories end and inner feelings begin, but I do believe this has actually happened, and I chose to interpret this scene as Dracula leaving Hector behind, a display of both humiliation and favoritism.

(I also choose to believe that this episode happened some time before Dracula ordered Hector to kill Trevor. Ah, if only Isaac knew...)

Kinda interesting that Hector's last thought as he's about to die isn't for Isaac, but for Dracula :) could it be the power of the Curse seeping inside him? oh don't worry honey, this is far from the last parallel you two have...

Nothing major, but once again confirmation that Hector "got closer to Dracula" than Isaac did. Whatever that means, beyond the acts of favoritism we have seen...

When he's sealing away his dark powers, made strong by Rosaly's love (the proof of which he's holding in hand), his mind goes to Dracula again. I'm still emotional over this. He felt joy at serving Dracula, at being "recognized and needed" :')

Curse of Darkness

Hector, who has spent the entire game calling all the men kisama (except for Zead, whom Hector trusted and so called omae), refers to Dracula as anata, a neutral-polite pronoun. Zead and Julia call Hector anata, and Isaac uses it for Dracula in PtR, which speaks of the amount of respect it can convey.

It is not your (あなた) place to judge the worth of humans.

However, his lack of any kind of honorific and body language convey disrespect. While he's not being aggressively antagonistic, he is not even remotely intimidated by him anymore. It's been three years since they've last seen each other, and Hector has changed immensely since then. Plus, at this point he's just too tired to give a single shit lol.

(in English, Hector calls him "Lord Dracula". Actually, Trevor is the only character who simply says "Dracula", but of the other characters, two are devoted to Dracula, and two might simply respect the Count's power. What is Hector's reason? Does he still respect his former master, to a point?)

I also love the way Hector humiliates Dracula as a last kick in the teeth. He uses his own Devil Forging powers to transform the curse. Look at the first pictures I posted here: that power was given to him by Dracula. Hector was the best student of the two. He is using Dracula's own power and teachings to free the world of his influence. He's not the only protagonist who defeats Dracula with his own powers, Shanoa did the same and it is poignant in its own way, but with Hector it simply is more personal.

(and, you know, you can steal his throne under his nose :P)

Dracula, of course, can humiliate Hector as well if the player isn't careful :)

yeah you know this was coming. Just sayin' that of all Belmonts and affiliates, Hector is the only one that he attacks like this. Bet that curse tastes good.

#hecula #hecula analysis #don't know if i'll put it on main #but i think i've been thorough #castlevania

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