#since they're kinda upset and I want to cheer them up but I don't really know how

[fishsticksloser]

Can I request

Hobie x fem reader

The reader tries to keep Hobie a secret from her toxic family but Hobie ended up meeting them.

Thank you ❤️

Family Business

Hobie x fem!reader

Warnings: swearing, toxic family, angst, Hobit is a flirty bastard..., a bit of insecurity, Hobie tries to help you rebel cause that's what he does..., Mr. Hobart Brown is now a life coach...

A/N: I'm with you on this one, I wouldn't want him to meet some of my family. This became a lot longer than anticipated...

Sometimes it was a little exhausting keeping Hobie from your family. You tried not to be around your family at all, but sometimes it was unavoidable.

"Hey, Hobie?" You walk into the kitchen where Hobie was making lunch. You wring your hands anxiously. "My family is coming over so... Could you not be in the apartment tomorrow? I'm sorry its such late notice..."

"Oh?" He questions, turning to face you. "What's the occasion?" A wide grin pulling at his lip, eyes sparkling. He's never met your family, he finds himself intrigued by them though. Are they really that bad? "Sure. I'll find something to do." Hobie shrugs, it must be important if you're asking him to leave.

"They just decided they wanted to pop in. I just found out and they'll be here tomorrow afternoon." You sigh, a bit relieved that he was so understanding. "I'm really sorry."

"It's no big deal." Hobie reassures you with a smile. "Do they give you trouble or something?" He raises an eyebrow, concerned.

"Ah, well, yes..." You shrug lightly. "Mostly if they saw you, it'd be a whole thing." You make 'blow up' gestures.

"Oh, like a 'No Boys, Ever!' kina thing?" He asks, a bit of sarcasm in his tone. He chuckles a little, glancing down at you.

"No. No." You shake your head and frown slightly. "More of a 'why are you with this gorgeous man, you must be paying him' kinda thing and then it'll blow up, and..."

"Are you saying I'm too good looking for you?" Hobie queries, nudging your shoulder.

"You were a runway model, so yeah."

"Hey, I had to pay my rent somehow. They'll be up in your business about it, huh? I can handle that. No need for me to leave unless it'll make things harder for you."

"Believe me, once they see you and start asking questions, you'll wish you hadn't stayed."

"You can't be serious... They're not that shallow and superficial, are they?"

"Dead serious."

"Do you usually let them pressure you into doing things their way? Because if so, I think this is the perfect time for you to draw a hard line and not bend to their will. It could be good for you."

"I don't follow their rules anymore since I don't live with them, but if they knew that..."

"Would they disown you?"

"No. They'd keep me from seeing the family I actually do want to be around. If they knew about you, well... Are you prepared for them to accuse you of being in it for money? For only being here because I'm paying you?"

The words hit Hobie like a slap to the face, his eyes go wide as he absorbs what you've said. That's their first reaction? Why? What kind of family would ever consider saying something like that?

"So what... They think you're alone...? Single and celibate?"

"Uh... Yeah, yep." You confirm.

He's at a loss for words. This is... absurd. There are no words to describe how Hobie feels right now. How he feels about your parents, the situation you're in.

"You're family is f-" He starts, but quickly corrects himself. "Insane."

"Say it with your chest." Encouraging him to say whatever he wants.

He doesn't want to upset you, but this... this doesn't sit right with him. "Your parents are fucking crazy." He utters, glaring at the ceiling. His anger only seems to grow. "How could someone like you come from that? Who do they think they are controlling you? Dictating who you date, who you sleep with, if you can live your like freely? Have you ever thought about cutting them out of your life?"

"Pure luck?" You jest, trying to cheer him up with a joke to his first question. "I've thought about cutting them off, but that'll cut ties with family I do want to see."

Hobie snorts at your little joke, but he loses the small smile as you continued. "Still. You shouldn't have to do that. I mean, do you let them dictate the rest of your life? The way you look, they way you act, who you love?"

"Considering you're here... Absolutely not, but under no circumstances am I putting you in their line of fire." You answer quickly, shaking your head slightly.

"I can handle it." He replies with a shrug. He says that, but you know the thought of being in front of your family makes him uncomfortable. He was ready to do it for you though. That alone speaks volumes about how far he'd go to help you. "Your family can't keep getting away with controlling your life like this... What are you going to do? Just let them push you around for the rest of your life? Let them manipulate you into doing whatever they want?"

"What will pushing back accomplish? It'll cut me off from family."

"How is doing nothing better? You're just letting them walk all over you and control you like a puppet! Don't you want your life back?"

"It's not that simple."

"Life is never easy. Some people are luck, but others - like us- are born into difficult circumstances. But that doesn't mean we have to let the hardships stop us from living. Maybe it's not simple. Maybe it means making difficult decisions, taking a stand, or fighting for what we want. But we can do that - we have to."

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It'd been a month or so since that night, but you'd blocked your parents on everything. Now you felt more comfortable sharing your personal life, and Hobie. You had fought like hell to get to this point, but you did it. It was one hell of a victory to win and you celebrated.

At first you took your freedom for granted, maybe you still do. No matter what, you knew there was no going back. You were free and planned to stay that way.

You wandered together beneath the hot London sun, through the concessions during a Spider-Man festival, you found it a bit humorous since the man behind the mask was holding your hand. Hobie's mood is contagious, you find yourself smiling as well. How could you not? Everything is so energetic, everyone is so excited and in good spirits, ready to have a good time.

"Do you ever feel weird about all this?" You ask as you weave through the throngs of people. "People throwing festivals and stuff in your honor but having no clue it's you?"

"Honestly?" He answers with a soft laugh. "Sometimes, yeah. I never really get used to it. People are obsessed with Spider-Man, so when they start acting like complete geeks over him, it makes me feel like I'm in the Twilight Zone or something. I'd never complain about it though." He wraps his arms around your shoulders, pulling your back against his chest as you stand in line. "Especially if it means seeing you smile like this..."

"Cheesy bastard..." You huff playfully, wrapping your hands around his forearms.

"Damn right I am." He cackles, pulling you closer. "Admit it! You love my lame puns and bad one-liners. You can't get enough of them!" He dips his head down and kisses you, lingering for a moment. He's not done flattering you though. "See? You're addicted to me..."

You laugh, opening your mouth to start denying everything. "Y/N?" You hear a familiar voice call and you freeze. Hobie pulls his head back, immediately picking up on your discomfort. He pulls you impossibly closer, searching for the source of your anxiety. He finally spots it. A stranger, well to him at least.

"Do you know her?" He whispers, still holding you close.

"That's my mom..." You mumble. You turn away from her, hoping she didn't see you.

"What do you think she wants?" He asks in a rushed whisper. "How do we deal with this?"

"I wish you could turn invisible..." You mutter, trying to think of something.

Before Hobie even has a chance to think of a response, your mom is right in front of you. "Y/N!" She cries, pulling you out of Hobie's grasp and into a big hug. "You're so skinny! You're not eating enough, that explains why we haven't heard from you in weeks!" Her eyes flicker over to Hobie as she lets go. "Who the hell are you?"

"This is Hobie... My... um..." You try, but Hobie doesn't like labels. There's no word to really describe your relationship.

Hobie immediately picks up on your issue, his eyes narrowing in contemplation. "We're together. An item..." He answers, a bit hesitant but firm.

"An item? You can't even tell me what your relationship actually is?" Your mom asks, smiling almost smugly. "So... She's paying you?"

"Paying me?" Hobie grits, looking at you before shooting your mother a glare. He's livid, grabbing your waist and pulling you back against him. He can't believe she'd say something so underhanded and insidious.

"Oh please." Your mother rolls her eyes. "Like you'd ever go for someone like my daughter without some sort of payment."

Hobie's anger nearly boils over; he's ready to get in your mother's face and start screaming. Instead, he takes a deep breath and speaks calmly, his voice dripping with sarcasm and spite. "What do you want from us, lady? An apology? An explanation? Because I'm not apologizing for loving your daughter and I don't owe you a damn thing."

"Loving my daughter?" Your mom laughs snidely. "Look at her. You could have anyone and you 'picked' her?"

Hobie's anger gives way to confusion as your mother's cruel words register. How could someone be so heartless? Who says something like that about their own child? As though you were some sort of object - an object that isn't worth any sort of love. "You have no idea what you're talking about so why don't you keep your mouth shut?"

"Excuse me?" Your mom glares daggers at Hobie.

"Did I stutter? Is your hearing okay?" Hobie snaps, his tone venomous. His jaw clenched with anger, he doesn't care what your mother thinks of him. He wants nothing more than to tear her apart, but he holds himself back. Refusing to stoop to her level.

Your mother huffs angrily and stomps away, you finally relax against Hobie's chest. "You didn't have to do that..."

"Yes, I did." He replies, frowning. He can still feel the residual anger and hatred radiating from him. "I'd do it a hundred times over if it meant protecting you. No one - and I mean no one - is going to talk to you that way while I'm alive. No one."

You turn in his arms, wrapping your own around his waist in a tight hug, hoping to relieve some of his anger. Hobie immediately accepts, pulling you closer. For a moment all he can do is hold you, breathing in the sweet smell of your hair. His grip tightens around you, his anger fading away. He rests his head against your head, eyes closing as he keep ahold of you.

"Did you mean what you said?" You mumble into his chest, your voice slightly muffled.

He goes still, pondering your question. "Of course I did. Why wouldn't I?" His voice is calm and soft. "It's the truth. I won't let anyone treat you that way." Hobie kisses the top of your head, his voice filled with determination.

"Not that." You laugh, shaking your head. "You said you 'wouldn't apologize for loving me...' Did you mean it?"

"Oh. That." He pauses for a moment. "Um... Yeah. I meant it."

"That's good." You nod thoughtfully. Hobie seems a bit anxious, waiting for you to reciprocate. "I love you too."

After a few seconds, a smile breaks out on his face. He leans down and presses his lips to yours - a gentle show of affection.

#{fish answers•°} #{jojo-munson•°} #sony spiderverse #beyond the spiderverse #spider man: across the spider verse #spiderverse #spiderpunk #hobie brown x reader #hobie spiderverse #hobie brown #hobie x reader #hobie x you #hobie my beloved #atsv hobie #spiderman x you #spiderman x reader #spiderman

[schizoidcel]

Would you mind doing Zooble x Gangle alphabet bs? Just trying to see more of the ship on my fy yk? (Also just to clarify, bc I feel the need to say this and bc it’s commonly misunderstood, Zooble and Gangle are both ADULTS Zooble is 22 and Gangle is about 24 or so)

# ZOOBLE x GANGLE ☆

Yes ofc. I love these 2 luvlies they own everyone

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♡ FLUFF ALPHABET !!

warnings :: None except the fact that once again I didn't proofread. Also this has the old alphabet format I used

Activities - Their favourite things to do with one another is drawing, crafting, talking, literally just doing anything together or being near one another is their favourite thing to do with eachother

Boo! - Neither of them are too fond of suprises. Gangle finds them abit off putting, and Zooble finds them lowkey corny and annoying

Comfort - Gangle definitely makes it obvious that she's upset, it's definitely unintentional though, therefore Zooble knows whenever to comfort her. Though if we're speaking the other way around, Zooble dosen't like to talk about what upsets them too much, but if Gangle realizes, they'll definitely try cheering them up to the best of her abilities

Dance - I dont think neither of them are good dancers, nor like dancing that much, but Gangle definitely likes to dance secretely ..

Emotions - Gangle is more open than Zooble, but Zooble makes sure to also share their emotions with Gangle once in awhile, as to not make her worry about them

Future - Both of them are unsure, but they definitely want to keep being together after they get out one day

Gifts - Gangle definitely is the main gift giver. She loves giving Zooble things she crafted or drew, and I imagine Zoobles room also being lots of abstract things so they fit in perfectly

Hold - GODDD THEY CAN HOLD EACHOTHER SO WELL since Zoobles body is kinda a mish mash and Gangles body is very flexible thanks to the ribbons she can just wrap them around their body. It's perfect.

Ideal - Their ideal date is definitely a quiet place. I feel like both of them don't like people that much, so I think dates behind closed doors is where they're most comfortable

Jealousy - I think neither of them would get jealous that much, Gangle definitely more than Zooble, but again it's unlikely because they trust eachother alot

Kisses - Kissing is a . hard situation for both of them. While Gangle kind of has a mouth, Zooble dosen't really, so Gangle usually kisses Zooble anywhere on their head

Love - Again, mostly its gift giving for Gangle, and words of affirmation/quality time for Zooble

Melt - I think it's just when. Like whenever Zooble compliments Gangle she dies abit inside /pos

Nicknames - Gangle sometimes calls Zooble a corny nickname, and even if Zooble gets inner shivers from it, they can't help but get flustered abit everytime. Zooble also likes to call Gangle a petname only when it's them two hoheha

Obvious - The crush they have on eachother you can DEFINITELY see more clearly on Gangle than on Zooble. But you can see how Zooble gets abit more nervous when near Gangle

Pets - ... I don't really know how u could have pets in this place . But they'd definitely have a cat together

Quiet - They LOVE being in comfortable silence with eachother

Romance - Gangle is a sucker for romantic stuff in secret I feel like, though Zooble not really. But I think that both of them aren't "romantic" all that much, you get me ?? 😭

Safe - I think the fact that Zooble always stands up for themself is what makes Gangle feel so safe around them !!

Tend - While Zooble only gets slightly worried, while Gangle gets over the MOON worried whenever Zooble even gets a scratch ...

Unique - I think. Their "contradicting" personalities is what attracts them both to eachother most 💁‍♀️

Variety - I feel like Gangle would like the same old things, while Zooble is a bigger fan of trying out different stuff. So I like to think that for example, whenever they try a new thing out (like a new activity to perform), they do the same old things in eachothers room after they're done with it

Wash - Does the concept of stinking even exist in this place . Either way, both of them would be clean people, but Zooble definitely has a stricter routine than Gangle. If it were the real world, they'd so do eachothers nails

XO - Both arent a big fan of PDA. Zooble dosen't want to deal with teasing or looks, and Gangle would get too flustered, they'd rather have eachother for themselves privately

Yearn - I think when they miss eachother, they don't show it that much, as much as they want to feel eachothers presence

Zzz - Like I said back in the cuddling point, they definitely sleep like that whenever they sleep together. They're adorbs

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ׂૢ་༘࿐ Thank you for reading! ♡

I tried my best wit this. hope u likesy luv 🌚

#gangle x zooble #zooble x gangle #tadc

[yxngbxkkie]

second chances (h.j)

hello hello! how are you guys!? 💓 i watched a tik tok that can be seen here and i wanted to write a jisung fic on it, so here i am! 🤭 i hope you guys like it! i hope you're all doing well 💖

feedback is appreciated 🥰

You step onto the red carpet, smiling at the millions of cameras. You wave to a few of your fans that are standing behind the barricade, glad that people still listen to your music.

It's been almost a year since you've left JYP and stopped making music. Your fans were pretty upset, but most of them understood. After your break-up with your boyfriend, Han Jisung, you couldn't work in the same place anymore.

You walk up to the barricade once you're done taking photos, deciding to greet your old fans. "How is everyone?" You ask with a smile, signing the albums and photo cards that are handed out to you.

"Good, although we miss you," one girl says and you pout.

"I know, I'm sorry. I do kinda miss making music," you empathize with her. "I'm really glad you guys came out. I hope you have a good rest of your evening!"

"Have you spoken to Jisung?" Someone shouts at you, making you stop in your tracks.

Hushed whispers can be heard, hearing the one girl you spoke to scold the random person.

"We're not on speaking terms," you bluntly state before continuing into the large building.

You can feel your throat tighten up as your skin grows warm. You quickly weave through the crowd, apologizing every time you bump into someone as you make your way towards the restrooms.

Just as you're about to walk through the restroom doors, a hand grips your wrist. "Y/N?" A familiar voice calls out your name, causing you to whip your head around.

Bang Chan stands in front of you, a look of surprise on his face. "Hi, Chan," you greet him kindly, providing a small smile.

"I'm surprised to see you here. How have you been?" He asks before giving you a quick hug.

"I've been good. Just living my completely normal life," you laugh, moving the two of you out of the way. "How are you and the kids?"

Chan laughs while pulling away, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "They're good. I'm good. Ji-"

"Please don't mention him," you cut him off, feeling your heart clenching. "Sorry, I'm just not…"

He rests a hand on your shoulder, gently squeezing. "It's okay. I understand," Chan reassures you, dropping his hand to his side.

"I already had someone bring it up earlier, so I'm a little on edge. You know?" You mumble and tangle your fingers together.

Chan nods his head before bringing you back into his chest. "I'm sorry. I know it's hard," he mutters while rubbing your back. "Just know that it's not easy for him either."

"Then maybe he shouldn't have broken up with me," you selfishly comment, tears welling up in your eyes. You pull away from Chan and tilt your head up, not wanting to ruin your makeup. "I'm going to go use the restroom, then sit down. It was nice to see you, Chan."

"It was nice to see you too, Y/N. Will you cheer if we win?" He asks with a chuckle.

You laugh but nod your head in agreement. "I will see you around," you bid goodbye before walking into the women's restroom.

After using the bathroom, you make your way into the main room of the building. You glance down at your phone, reading the instructions on finding your seat. Thankfully, it doesn't take you long to find it.

You pull out your phone, letting your friend know that you've made it safely to the event. More people begin to pile in, and you check your watch. 20 minutes until the award show starts.

You place your phone back into your purse, the chatter around you becoming louder. You shake your leg, a habit you do when you're feeling anxious.

Your eyes scan through the crowd of people that are sitting on the opposite side. Your breath hitches in your throat when you meet a familiar set of brown eyes. Han Jisung.

You break the line of sight, finding yourself looking down at your lap. God, why now? Why am I even here?

The lights in the place start to dim, notifying everyone that the show will start soon. "Well, it's too late now to leave," you sigh to yourself.

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You've done your best to avoid Jisung's gaze as you've felt his eyes on you more than once since the show started. Black Pink is currently performing on stage, hyping up everyone in the room.

The flashing lights make the room look aesthetically pleasing. You tap your heeled foot against the ground, bobbing your head at the song.

Your eyes glance around the room, finding the one man you've been trying to ignore. He looks really good. He always did. You think to yourself, clutching your purse in your hands.

You swallow the lump in your throat as you stand up from your chair, excusing yourself. You keep your head down as you quickly leave the main room. You needed some air.

Once you make it outside, you take a deep breath. You blink rapidly, trying your best to calm your heart rate. You tuck some hair behind your ears as you pace on the sidewalk.

"Y/N?" Jisung's voice calls out to you, causing you to halt your steps.

You slowly turn to face him, internally cursing yourself out at how amazing he looks. "Jisung, w-what are you doing out here?" You ask him, stuttering.

"I came to check up on you," he says like it's the most obvious answer.

"It's not your job to check up on me anymore. It hasn't been for almost a year," you huff, crossing your arms over your chest.

Your ex-boyfriend walks over to you before resting his hand on your forearm. You attempt to avoid his touch, not succeeding as you collide with the exterior wall of the building.

"Ji-"

"I'm sorry," he cuts you off with an apology, his fingers lacing with yours. "I'm so sorry. I thought I made the right decision, I really did."

A humorless laugh comes from you, and you shake your head. "Why? Why was breaking up with me the right decision?" You ask him, feeling your anxiety rising.

"I-I was never around. We were always busy making music and everything. I thought you deserved better than that. Better than me," he confesses to you, his gaze moving to your conjoined hands.

"I don’t want anyone but you, Jisung," you frown, watching him fiddle with your fingers.

He lifts his gaze, squeezing your hand in his. Jisung grabs your other hand as well, his thumbs stroking the back of them. "Can I make it up to you?" He asks, hope laced in his voice.

You can hear your heart pounding in your chest, wanting nothing more than to forgive him on the spot. "How?" You whisper.

"Get coffee with me. We can talk or even just sit in silence, I don't care," he offers an idea.

"Fine," you agree, hearing him sigh in relief.

He brings your hands to his face, placing multiple kisses on the back of them. "I promise you won't regret it," Jisung mumbles against your skin, missing being close with you.

You lean your head forward a bit, bringing your conjoined hands to you. Jisung's eyes watch you, his lips parted as he watches you kiss his hands. "I know," you whisper. You stroke the back of one of his hands, meeting his gaze. "Why don't you bring me home?"

"I-I can do that. Let me just text Chan hyung," he mutters while fishing his phone from his pocket, quickly texting his band member. "I won't be able to stay. I mean, you probably don't want me too anyway, I just -"

You take a step forward and capture his lips with yours. Jisung shuts up immediately and wraps his arm around your waist. You pull away before he has the chance to deepen it, a blush forming on both of your cheeks.

"If you want… you can come over after you're done here," you mention while fiddling with his fingertips.

"Yeah, okay, yeah," Jisung rambles a smidge, not being able to contain the smile on his lips.

You smile as well, noticing the admiration in his dark eyes. "Okay."

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tagging: @thewxntersoldier @reddesert-healourblues @spacegirlstuff @moon0fthenight @foxinnie8

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[something-about-sunflowers]

I kinda feel like too many people aren't looking at the whole picture with Guillermo and Nandor/his family this season?

Guillermo knows, to a certain extent, that it's hurting Nandor that he's avoiding him. He just can't not avoid him because of the whole 'secretly turned by another vampire and Nandor will have to kill him then himself for the sake of his bruised honor/ego' thing.

Guillermo is also hurting though. His attempt to take some agency for himself by actively pursuing something he's wanted since before he even met Nandor has massively backfired on him in every possible way he couldn't even begin to expect. He didn't know he'd have a Weird Transformation. He didn't know there was some taboo for having another vampire turn him as Nandor's familiar (and he's not actually Nandor's familiar anymore anyway, technically, they're all just dumb and forgot that fact). He, comparatively, only recently found out about the whole Van Helsing thing and that his family can't control themselves around vampires (though I feel like it probably will be different with their Memo, if we're being honest), so he very likely thought for most of his time waiting for Nandor to turn him that he'd still be able to see them occasionally and get/give closure over a longer period of time before he had to stop seeing them when it became obvious he wasn't aging like they were.

He does care about his mom, yall, did you miss him breaking down in the elevator or were you just distracted by him breaking the hand-rail? He's just been very preoccupied with a whole lot of drama (Which he complained about! He told Nandor how upset he was that the wedding and Baby Colin were keeping him too busy to see his family! The end of season 4 was days before the start of season 5.) and an extreme life change. He's an adult. That kind of shit happens when you're an adult (granted, his situation is significantly more fantastical given the whole vampires thing but still). Sometimes you get caught up in your adult life and you miss your mom's birthday. Sometimes you make a big life change that you think is what's best for you and it means you won't be able to be as close to your family. Yes. It's selfish of him - to an extent - but for fuck's sake you can't live your life for other people, even - especially, in some cases - if those people are your family. I'm kind of appalled at people saying that he's deserving to feel bad and rejected because he made a choice for himself. Do you think his mom is blaming him as harshly as some of you are? No! The first thing she asked him was 'are you happy with this change?' She cares about her son's happiness. He's not entirely in the right but fuck do yall know how to do anything but swing hard in the other direction? There's grey areas! All in the middle! Right there, look!!

And then on top of him already being extremely emotionally compromised from reckoning with having to leave his family behind, on top of the already 'emotionally difficult' avoiding Nandor for both of their sakes, he gets another big rejection in his own home from the people he cares most about. I don't know if Nandor noticed that his rejection hurt Guillermo. He's dumb but I really don't know if he's that dumb. He's been able to recognize in the past when he's hurt Guillermo so I don't see why he couldn't now. Are yall gonna blame Memo for feeling bad if Nandor decides to do something to try and win him back or cheer him up? Or if Nandor is upset/worried about having hurt Guillermo?

I don't really know where I'm going with this anymore lmao. My point is: Yes, Guillermo's choice is hurting people but it's also hurting him and he's been hurt for a while now and hurt people hurt people (which is why Nandor lashed out too!) so cut him a little bit of slack maybe? He didn't do anything to intentionally hurt anyone he just wanted to take some agency back for himself that he's been missing for like. Ten. Thirteen years or so now.

#the dork is being a dork #wwdits #wwdits spoilers #wwdits s5 spoilers #wwdits season 5 spoilers #what we do in the shadows #what we do in the shadows spoilers #what we do in the shadows s5 spoilers #what we do in the shadows season 5 spoilers #mind i'm ALSO feeling bad for nandor #i can care about both of them at the same time #but i don't get how yall can look at memo crying in that elevator #and hear the break in his voice when he say 'well okay then' and how SAD he sounds when he responds to nandor's 'wait what?' #and think he deserves that #or that it's good for him to feel rejected from both of his families

[micia-posts-stuff]

The absolute double standard of saying Damian is more mature and doesn’t need to be change aged up when we have writers have him still treating Anya like if he was an 6 year old with a crush, lashing out at her and sometimes insulting her and treating her even worse, and it is worse because he should know better by then. Not to mention have him be openly ashamed of his feelings for her and have Anya still fall for a immature manchild like this, because it’s okay is not what he really thinks anyway :/

Alright, since I'm receiving a lot of asks on this subject, I want to preface this by saying that I haven't read a lot of Damianya fan fiction. The reason why in my previous asks I always go back to the manga is because I don't have that much experience in Damianya fan fictions and I don't want to seem like I have more knowledge on the subject than I actually do 😅

Also also for how many pet peeves you, me or anyone else might have it's important to remember that authors and artists do this for free and under no obligation, so I try to keep a "if you don't like it, don't read it" kinda vibe, or read it anyway if you want to explore a different interpretation, but keep in mind that it's ok if it doesn't align with what you have in mind. This is to say that I'm trying to answer these by just speculating my personal interpretation of Damian and Anya and their future, not to police anybody.

With that being said, from what I've seen a lot of aged up Damian and Anya are still teens, so I think it's ok if he's still embarrassed of his crush, because teens are awkward, so Damian has the right to be an awkward teen. Even if they're already adults a bit of "I can't believe I fell in love with you" can be funny, it's the classic "you're an idiot" "Yes but I'm YOUR idiot" situation. The same way I said I think Anya would still have a bit of childhood wonder I also think Damian might keep some tsundere-tendencies. I do agree that I'd like to see Damian stop lashing out to Anya and definitely not treating her worse, especially because I think he's already making progress in the manga, apologizing and dropping the act when other people aren't around, he still has work to do, but he's getting better. Tho I also think a bit of playful bickering is funny. It's even a recurring gag in the manga that their bickering is seen as normal, with the other kids, including Becky, Ewen and Emile, leaving them to go to class. Also when Damian thinks he has crossed the line in any way (even when he didn't mean it and it genuinely wasn't his fault, like when Anya told him she got a dog) he immediately apologies and tries to cheer her up. Like the way this kid cannot stand Anya being upset and crying is honestly so cute and funny, one of my favorite things about their dynamic. So in conclusion I think they would still bicker a bit, but never to be hurtful, because Damian can't really stand making her actually upset. But also, if a fic or a comic wants to explore a moment when one of them said something wrong that's also fine, because sometimes people say stuff they don't mean and writing about fictional characters doing the same is ok.

If you think my take is pretty lukewarm is because it is, I really don't want people to feel like they HAVE to write characters a certain way.

#also nobody said Damian doesn't need to be aged up #we were just arguing it's probably easier to age him up #ask #damianya #Damian Desmond #Anya Forger #spy x family #sxf #sxf spoilers

[mink-place]

Can I request basically this but reversed? They're the ones injured during a mission and they're able to watch their s/o absolutely rock the enemy's shit in retaliation for hurting their partner from the sidelines? Ty!

Hello, anon! Thank you for your request, here it is!

Injured La Squadra with an s/o that protects them.

Risotto Nero

He didn't expect to get hurt, since he's careful on the battles, but then a hit got him bleeding out on the floor, feeling too weak to stand up since the pain was horrible.

His s/o, who was with him on the mission, looked at the enemy with rage and started to attack them, fast and rough hits were landed on the enemy.

He's really surprised since they seem to be more applied on the mission now that he's injured, won't say anything though, he'll try to close the wound with Metallica.

When they finish beating the life outta the enemy, he'll thank them for finish the mission, apologizing for not being helping them since he was injured.

He'll heal himself, but if his partner want to help is okay.

Prosciutto

He's upset with himself for getting hurt knowing that he has to end the mission, but he trusts his s/o to finish the enemy.

But they he saw his s/o lost themselves and in a blink, the enemy was dead on the floor.

He's kinda surprised, but just tries to stand up even if he's bleeding out.

“Don't move, Pros, it's alright.” they pick him up/make him hold onto them.

“Good job, I must say that was quick.” he has a slight blush of embarrasment for not being strong enough to help on the mission, but that's not important now that the mission has ended.

Pesci

In the moment he sees himself not being capable of help his partner on the mission, he feels so weak.

“I-I'm sorry, I c-” he's disrupted by the sound of a rough hit, followed by more.

He's shocked, but also relived that they can defend themselves, even if he knew that before, he was feeling nervous.

When they finally give the final hit to the enemy, they rush to help Pesci.

“T-that was amazing, I'm really s-sorry.” he apologizes between pain yelps.

“Don't worry, now we have to heal you.”

He's fascinated by his partner, how they can be that cool and be so great at their job? He feels kinda bad of himself, because he was injured and couldn't help them.

Formaggio

He fell to the floor, with an horrible wound on his stomach, bleeding out.

“S-shit.” he curses, trying to get up.

When the enemy was about to finish him, his partner jumped into action and punched them hard, beating him nonstop.

He's amazed and tries to cheer his s/o to kick the enemy even harder, encouraging them to break their bones.

When they have finished he'll talk about how amazing that was and teasing them for beating the shit of the enemy because he was injured.

“That was because I was dying, I know you really love me!”

“You're still dying, Maggio.”

Ghiaccio

He's pissed for getting distracted and because of that get injured, now he's bleeding, laying on the floor with and inmense pain on his body.

Even if he tried to get up, he couldn't and because of that he gets even MORE pissed and lose his energy on getting frustrated and hitting the floor.

Then he heards a noise, like someone is being pushed to the ground, followed by more sounds like that, one more loud than other.

He looks up and sees his s/o beating up the person who injured him, punch by punch, faster and rougher.

He's kinda confused, why didn't they attack like that sooner? Then maybe he wouldn't be bleeding out on the floor.

When they approach him, he frowns looking at them, he's not mad, he's just confused and also in pain.

“Why didn't you...” he stops, giving up, he's still bleeding, he prefers to get healed as soon as possible.

Melone

He's shocked, he barely gets this hurt on the missions thanks to Baby Face's son, that can be far away from him.

But he got hurt! Now, he barely can stand pain in these situations, he's bleeding out, he's nervous, is he going to die!?

He was going to try and crawl away to avoid any other damage, but the enemy was getting closer, ready to end Melone.

Then a quick hit send the enemy flying away, his s/o saved him! And they looked really mad.

They kept hitting the enemy until they passed out, bleeding even worse than himself.

“D-di molto! Now, I would like your help, bello/a, if you don't mind.”

He would want them to heal him, that's romantic, at least for him.

Illuso

He felt an unbearable pain run through his body in the instant he flew from a rough hit of the enemy, he must have broken some bones.

“Fuck!” now he can't stand up and he has his ego damaged, damn enemy!

He feels safer on the mirror world, he didn't want to die so he had to escape, but in the instant he was to use his stand the enemy flew even harder than he did, his partner punched them!

He'll watch pleased the show, even if he was bleeding out, hell yeah! His s/o was incredible! Not as great as him, but close enough.

“Have you done? That was... Good, but I'm still here, dying.” he'll inform once his partner has killed the enemy.

It took a lot, I'm sorry for that :[

#jjba #mink-place #jojos bizarre adventure #jjba part 5 #la squadra di esecuzione #jjba vento aureo #la squadra #jjba la squadra #risotto nero #jjba risotto #risotto nero x reader #prosciutto #jjba prosciutto #prosciutto x reader #formaggio #jjba formaggio #formaggio x reader #illuso #jjba illuso #illuso x reader #pesci #jjba pesci #pesci x reader #ghiaccio #jjba ghiaccio #ghiaccio x reader #melone #jjba melone #melone x reader

[kuroonir]

Being in a Poly without a partner.

So in my lack of knowledge I actually don't know if this concept is a common thing within poly groups or if its more on the rare side. Either way this is my experience with accepting that I was a part of one without actually having a partner within it.

For a bit of context my experience with the group is mostly within a discord server specifically for those the owner of the server thought were close enough to be in it and their partners, solidifying the poly. Essentially it was 3 people (including me) and 3 partners making 7 in total.

For a while it was just kinda a convenient place for us to hang out but eventually the owner just outright called the server a poly which is how I ended up finding out that I was a part of it. Normally I would've been delighted to find that out! However.. I was still recovering from one of the lowest points of my life so I ended up having a small existential crisis when I found out. I was still happy of course but the crisis came from half me still being extremely hard on myself and going "I don't deserve to be a part of this group" and half genuinely being really confused with how I could be a part of a poly were no one considered me their partner.

Eventually they helped me calm down and I managed to convince myself that I was just happy about being a part of the poly. As time went on I really did accept it and was happy about it but.. another question came to my mind: "What do I meant to them?". They loved me but didn't consider me a partner so.. what was I to them? I couldn't take it anymore so I outright asked a couple of the ones I spend the most time with, the other I know what I am to her since I consider her my mother figure so at least I felt confident in that.

One of them pretty bluntly told me something along the lines of "does it really matter? is having a socially accepted term for this really that important to you?" which.. kinda upset me at the time since I didn't know the answer to either and it also didn't give me an answer to what I desperately wanted to know. The other said something along the lines of "That's a good question!" which frustrated me a little at the time but both assured me that they loved me and that was the actually important part of our relationship. They were both right to tell me those things I now think. It help me put a lot of things into perspective.

Its been a long time since I asked them this and honestly I still don't know what I mean to them. But.. honestly I don't really care anymore? Never have I felt more loved and accepted when I'm with them, they treat me with respect and see me as an equal (when they're not bullying me to oblivion anyway >>). I get to tell them how much I love them every day and they tell me how much they love me the same. Whenever I discover something new about myself they cheer me on and try to help and let me know how proud they are for figuring something like that out. They've beaten the negativity out of myself and literally pulled me out of the lowest point in my life.. I love them so much and I'm tearing up even writing this with how much they mean to me... None of them may call me their girlfriend but that doesn't matter. Genuine love can be shown without it having to be romantic and I'm lucky enough to be shown that genuine love every day. It's honestly torture having to wait for weekends to properly hang out with them all night.

My experience with being in a poly without a partner has essentially saved me and there is no way I'll ever be able to express just how grateful I am to them.

#Feels slightly weird to have this be my second post after a shitpost essentially #Feel happy with how it turned out though

[fixa-ryeter]

here's ageswap!Ritsu!

before we go on, quick heads-up: this is a heavier and wordier post; there’s going to be discussions about PTSD, its symptoms and Ritsu's response to them, and because i’m on PC i can cut off that section with a ‘Keep Reading’ bar? so i’ll do that and try to lay out the rest of the facts before that. also there's gonna be a bit of a format change here bc PC so afblakdhbf

a few people have shown interest in Ritsu and i was. so happy. im still new to tumblr imo and im so excited about all of this FBALDKHFBASFB so here he is. and with this it’ll be a huge look into what happened between him and his brother. also shoutout to my friend bc she is VERY MUCH part of the creative process. i’m not sure if she wants to be mentioned here but credit goes to her too! (bestie if you see this please tell me) update: SHE SAID YES @escape-from-twinkov say thank you escape from twinkov

Ritsu! Popular, all-rounder kid in academics and sports who started burning out in university and dropped out to pursue music with a few of his friends. it worked out for them, and his life is relatively stable. kinda stable. a little stable. really depends on your definition of stable. here’s the facts:

he's a good 5'11, about 24 years old

he/they demiboy. doesn't really feel the need for a solid label for his sexuality

plays guitar. is the band's frontman. he has three other bandmates and Shou Suzuki is one of them.

suffers from PTSD and anxiety (more on it below the cut)

loves playing Just Dance (even though he sucks at it) and Guitar Hero (he's better at this one)

your average My Chemical Romance + vocaloid enjoyer, AND a closeted 1D fan

he's a quick thinker, but when they're anxious he can barely think at all

loves udon. loves tofu. give this man either or both when he's upset and it cheers them up quite a bit.

tells people he has a diary no one should read. not because it's his diary, but because he doodles a lot in it and finds it embarrassing. of course Shou finds out. of course Shou thinks it's adorable.

he went through a lot of friends in his later school life. had many, lost many, and struggled to make friends in university. Found some buddies in their second year, made a band, dropped out with them at the start of third year.

if you've decided not to keep reading until here thanks so much for getting to this point already!!!!! heavier stuff below the cut so read at your own risk. it's lore so if theres a need for it i'll post a summary on it.

So remember the ???% incident in childhood that led to Ritsu getting hurt and Mob being unable to remember what happened? That's where we're getting at. It was never resolved in their childhood or adolescent years. Ritsu tells Mob he doesn't remember either, and tried to sweep it under the rug. Worked for the most part.

his PTSD was delayed onset. his symptoms were there, but not enough to fit the diagnostic criteria. they got worse in university because he was experiencing heavy burnout with no one he felt like he could turn to. he'd moved out and was struggling to make friends.

he has nightmares which only increased in frequency, something he never gave much thought to because they figured it was a logical response to the event. didn't bother to question it either even when he had been experiencing them for months since he had other things to worry about. doesn't mean they didn't bother them and scare them though.

sometimes they just don't show up and don't reply to messages after shooting a quick text to his mates about feeling ill. his bandmates were getting concerned.

a little bit difficult to work with in the studio sometimes because he has difficulty concentrating and doesn't seem present.

terrible sleep quality, something he and his brother have in common.

often lacks motivation to do anything outside of his music job and things he feels like he's obligated to do, like hang out with his friends sometimes. never moves things out of place in his apartment, but his room is usually a mess because he struggles with cleaning up.

Ritsu had no fucking idea how to cope with any of this and made a decision to remove their perceived source of trauma from his life. He completely cut out Mob from his life for a few years. Blocked his number. Blocked his socials. Moved and never gave him a new address.

at first he felt as though he really did something to fix things for himself. after all he didn't need to bother checking up, visiting, hanging out with a person who had caused him all this trouble. he felt optimistic about it at first. waited for their own symptoms to get better. eventually no matter how he looked at it he hadn't fixed anything. he was still being stubborn for years after cutting his brother off.

had a breakdown in front of his bandmates and they started asking him to get help. he caved in and he did! now they're learning to live with their PTSD and their issues in a healthier way. but he's also starting to really miss his brother and feel like an asshole for lying to him about the incident and leaving him in the dark.

soooo that's all that's going to be revealed in this post. more on mob's side of the story and how they try to fix things next time? i've actually already written a oneshot on it but i'm not sure if i should share it. i'll go ahead and burn that bridge when i get to it afbdhsakfb but if you're still reading at this point thanks so much for reading until here 😭😭😭

#mob psycho #mob psycho 100 #mp100 ageswap #age swap au #kageyama ritsu #ritsu kageyama

[comet--cove]

How would they (the friends) react to seeing Jesse crying?

I feel like Radar would be panicking because he idolizes them so seeing them cry would make him go like “Crap, what do I do”

OKAY SO! (claps hands like you're about to be in for a several hour lecture)

it really just depends on who it is. for this, I'll include everyone that's considered in the close-ish category, since it can really happen in any season and at any time.

you're totally right about radar-- he's not good at emotions and he's rather a more logical thinker, so the mix of not knowing how to handle properly comforting jesse and not knowing what's /making/ them upset would cause him to freak out a little. that and it's also scary to see someone he holds so highly finally breaking. this means that he'd to one of two things-- either he'd scramble to find things to cheer his boss up, or he'd try to give them space while they work things out with themself.

petra would be taken aback by suddenly finding her friend like this, but then again, she cried in front of jesse.. so after her moment of initial shock, she'd probably give them a really big hug and comfort them the best she can. she isn't the best with words, but damn does she give good hugs. she's definitely seen Jesse cry a few times.

lukas is certainly more of a words and feelings guy, but like petra, he'd be surprised. however, it would take him less time to recover-- and he'd be by their side, hugging them in an instant. since the man is good with words and has been with our dear protagonist since the beginning, he knows what to say right. he's also definitely seen jesse crying.

I don't believe jack or nurm really got to bond with jesse too much in terms of what would be required for this situation.. but nurm would totally try to comfort them (nurm is totally the kinda fella that just wants to help people), and jack would either back away or very hesitantly and awkwardly try to talk to them.

ivor.. he's goofy, and he's a mix of logical and emotional. so he'd certainly be surprised to see Jesse crying, but he knew it was going to happen eventually. depending on the severity, he'd either comfort them or allow them their space. for comfort, though, he'd probably try to empathize with them in an attempt to lessen their guilt.

now, for the two who've seen him cry the most out of everyone..

AXEL! he isn't a words guy, but we know he's emotional when it comes to big things. so he may try to awkwardly comfort Jesse with words, yes.. but he also gives the most comforting bear hugs ever. he then he cheers jesse up by threatening to punch whatever is making them cry-- which then leads to him joking that he's gonna punch THEM if they don't stop treating themself so badly. (axel never fails to cheer Jesse up by making them laugh.)

olivia is rational, but she's very good with words. not only would she be soothing in terms of what she says.. but she's also probably rub circles on jesse's back and talk them through why they're feeling so bad at that moment. usually it ends in jesse calming down and apologizing for crying, but she's always super understanding of the fact that they can't always be strong.

#i am a firm believer in axel bear hugs #im also a firm believer in ivor dad and lukas hugs #mcsm silly #idk what else to tag im just making shit up atp

[hisredhysteria]

Heya! Since summer is coming up, do you have any hcs or activities the gang would do for the summer? Or maybe for a beach party/picnic thing they might do? If you don't mind that is.^^

Note: ...I wrote way too much because I started to have fun with these.... I HOPE YOU DONT MIND I WROTE THEM AS ALMOST HC SCENARIOS...I was going to take some out....but maybe it couldn't hurt to have more to read...? Feel free to skip any parts, I tried to section them a little from the intro....then highlighting the names so they're easier to find—

They may alternate who partakes in certain activities, but for the most part, almost everyone is at least there.

Yes, Courier finds it to be troublesome that he's involved in everyone else's antics more often than not...why's he setting time aside for these shitheads again..? Oh right, he didn't.

Everyone takes turns choosing the activity they're all going to partake in. Of course, it doesn't go down without some sort of debacle about why another got to pick before them.

It's usually Brawler that has the most problem with this part actually.... he seems to think that the person with the best idea for an activity should go first-!

You can also bet that he thinks the person with the best idea is none other than him... Well, he wants his idea to be first until Hoodlum reminds him that most people save the best for last...

Now that Brawler's arguing for last place though, Cutthroat becomes upset because he wanted last place too. As Hoodlum said, the best is for last, isn't it?

While they're both going back and forth, Hacker takes up the opportunity to suggest an outdoor Go-Kart track to settle their debate. This will become their first activity for the start of the summer..!

It wouldn't be as fun if they didn't sneak in after hours to mess around with the go-karts either...this way they're the only ones on the track.

The first race around they do, Courier refuses to take part and so does Doctor. They share a smoke off to the sidelines while they listen to the mixed sounds of Cutthroat's cheering and Brawler's loud threats to knock Hacker out of first place.

Courier notices Swindler having a tough time getting going though and after enough of watching her struggle, he clicks his tongue and drapes his arms over the gate to ask her what she thinks she's doing....

Doctor probably mutters something about Courier being a feminist under her breath as Courier decides to help Swindler straighten out...

Hacker definitely passed Swindler and reminds her that she's losing while this happens too...or tells her "come on, it shouldn't be that hard. I taught you this beforehand, didn't I?"

Hoodlum gets distracted by Brawler calling out for him to watch how cool he looks going no-hands on the wheel. Distracted, Hoodlum of course causes himself to swerve into Cutthroat's go-kart by mistake—

He tries to meekly yell out an apology too, but Cutthroat doesn't really acknowledge it as he's busy cheering in glee while his go-kart spins off into the sidelines—

It's all Hacker and Brawler from here on out it seems...

Until Swindler passes them both to the finish line—

Swindler's favourite summer activity is just about anything that's a little slower paced and at ones own leisure. Many thoughts cross her mind, but to be a little original she suggests visiting a garden—!

Andddd, she earns a great big sigh from Brawler for how boring the idea is. He's still going though since ya know....his bro tried to hype it up. Meat eating flowers..? Sounds kinda cool....

They all eventually split up from the group as they walk through the garden.

Cutthroat gets lost somewhere along a path of rose bushes. He could have sworn he was following Swindler down them....but where'd she go now?

Doctor's quite intrigued by the different plants. As long as no one's looking—they aren't. she's knocked them out with a poison—she'll indulge in picking the promising ones that are rare and may offer something to her.

Hoodlum probably broke a statue or vase by accident somewhere and he was trying to act all nonchalantly about it to stop the possibility of attention resulting in consequence. Thanks to Brawler though, now everyone knows how cool it looked for Hoodlum to take out a statue with just his bare hands...

Now Brawler is testing to see if he can pick up all of the garden fountains....he can, but dear god put it down..

Swindler finds herself teasing Courier about the deeper meaning of a flower and just as the conversation might delve a little further, Hacker interrupts to tell them that Brawler and Hoodlum have been kicked out—

Hoodlum chooses the beach and it's all fun and games until Cutthroat forgets to put sunblock on...

Of course, he'll reap the consequences after a few hours though. The first thing he's worried about is getting into that gorgeous clear ocean...

Cutthroat gets salt water in his mouth and his day is ruined until something makes him forget it happened...

Doctor comes in the most elegant sundress and bathing suit. She earns a comment from Hacker however, who points out that she's doing nothing but sitting under her umbrella.

"What..? The sun is bad for skin. That nauseating woman would know..."

Swindler agrees with Doctor before realizing maybe she wasn't looking for another woman's confirmation and that it was more a stab at the state of her skin..

Hacker and Brawler partake in building a sandcastle together ..which results in an argument about the layout—

They ask Doctor for her opinion too and she tells them to restart the whole thing from scratch... Now Hacker has to watch in frustration as Brawler undoes all their hardwork...

Courier prefers to sit back and have a smoke instead of partaking in any of the others activities.

Cutthroat, Swindler, and Hoodlum end up going seashell hunting together. They bump heads as they wander around looking down like a trio of mindless idiots too...

Hoodlum accidentally made the mistake of hovering over Cutthroat at one point in their hunt... all for Cutthroat to spring up excited and knock Hoodlum square in the face-!

Well, at least Cutthroat found a red seashell...and got to watch the blood spill from Hoodlums nose...

Swindler ends up finding out that Courier has been sitting on his beach chair the whole time and she practically forces him to go into the ocean with her.

Cutthroat eventually joins them too, only forgetting the nasty salt water encounter in exchange to see Swindler's pretty face.

You know what, Hackers coming too-! He's had enough of trying to get Brawler to listen to his layout requests for their sandcastle.

As he steps in, Courier gets prematurely knocked down by the tide for a moment, which all calls for Hacker to make a teasing comment before he gets knocked over too.

The best part about it is Cutthroat clapping as Hacker struggles to regain balance—

Swindler ends up nearly getting carried too far out and Courier is the one who has to pull her back in.

Cutthroat also gets carried a little too far out and I mean...it's not like Hacker isn't trying to warn him that it's dangerous...it's just that Cutthroat isn't listening—

He manages to find his way to shore though... although maybe he'll wish he didn't when the pain of his sunburn finally kicks in..

Cutthroat's favorite summer activity involves just about anything with water....and getting ice cream—

This makes the water park absolutely perfect..!

Courier could NOT hate Cutthroat more for this choice, wow-!

Cutthroat goes wild at just about every activity they have to offer— He even forces Swindler to try out the water slides that drop you below your feet-!

Hacker offers Swindler some teasing words of encouragement to help ease her, but they don't do much as she still panics the entire time they're waiting in line. In fact, if she didn't think Cutthroat would pull her back, she may have booked it a long time ago—

To top it all off, Cutthroat makes Swindler go down first so he can watch her fall—!

Hoodlum and Brawler go on all the slides together. Brawler even keeps a mental note to ride all the biggest ones before they leave.

Anxious, Hoodlum tries to distract Brawler a couple of times by bringing up that they offer food... and it works seamlessly for about a good 30 minutes until Brawlers ready for the next slide—!

Hoodlum probably smacked his head on the sides of the slides or somehow lost his water donut beneath him midway down a slide...

Hoodlum also makes the mistake of walking under the bucket in the water playground that fills and tips once full—

Cutthroat's probably spent a good amount of time watching it spill onto the people down below too...

Hacker somehow ends up in the wave pool with Cutthroat and he quickly becomes out of breath trying to keep up...where was Swindler when he wanted to drag someone along with him...?

Suggesting the lazy river instead seems to spare Hacker his life though as it catches Cutthroat's attention when he says it. He's only more elated to find that Swindler was heading in the same direction as well...! Oh lovely, Cutthroat again—

Courier admittedly dislikes anything to do with water and he's had enough of it after being knocked over in the ocean once. He does however get beckoned over by Doctor when he passes by the hot tubs..

Letting out a sigh...he doesn't necessarily join her or anything....but sitting on a chair to the side and having a conversation couldn't hurt..

Afterwards the 7 of them go out for ice cream and Cutthroat's the first one to run through the doors of the shop, knocking the socks off the poor workers who jumped at the suddenness..

Doctor's summer activity ends up just being a night out to her favorite dine in restaurant.

She originally makes the reservations for 6, but Courier shoots her a glance and so she begrudgingly makes it for 7...

Of course, going to a restaurant with everyone was never going to end well....and it doesn't.

First, Brawler wouldn't stop scarfing down all the appetizers and leaving nothing for anyone else.

Hacker got increasingly upset at Brawler for chewing so loudly next to him...

Hoodlum held up the entire table as he couldn't decide what he wanted to order with the time he was given.

Cutthroat ended up spilling his red fruit juice all over himself, Swindler and Courier. He was somehow more upset that he no longer had anymore juice to drink either...rather than, you know... he's completely soaked and so are two other people...—

To deal with the out of control situation, Courier pulls out a cigarette.

Swindler then tries to hurriedly tell him that he should make it less obvious he's smoking where everyone else is eating.

Doctor asks Courier for a cigarette of her own which causes a brief quarrel to take place as Swindler JUST told Courier to be careful about smoking.

Hoodlum ends up not getting what he actually ordered either and he wasn't about to speak up about it until Brawler yells out to a server, making Hacker all that much more annoyed-

When the server comes over, it ends up being Doctor who has to complain about the wrong meal as Brawler can't seem to get Hoodlum to explain what the matter is.

Before they even sat down, Hoodlum thought it would be funny to joke with the servers that they were there for Couriers birthday too. He wasn't being serious, but maybe they took it as such when a row of waiter's and waitresses come down with a cake to sing happy birthday.

Courier has to quickly burn out his cigarette and act like...well, he still acts like he might just rather die than be there, but how could anyone blame him...?

Cutthroat claps along and gets upset when they leave. Courier is so tired of Cutthroat by now though that he offers him the cake if he'll sit still. Anything to avoid the workers coming back over for another round of happy birthday...

Alright, Courier's turn-! His favorite summer activity is everyone leaving him alone so that he has time to complete jobs and ride his motorcycle with nothing but his own thoughts to accompany him..

He sighs when he realizes that's not gonna fly, at least not with Swindler...so he suggests having a fire under the stars. Simple enough, right?

Ironically, Courier's choice seems to be ideal for Cutthroat as he brings a whole bag of marshmallows to the gathering... nobody said they couldn't make s'mores...

Doctor and Hoodlum are the ones to provide drinks for anyone who wants them.

Swindler brings jars to catch any fireflies too. Of course, Cutthroat is more than happy to join her in catching them and setting them free. Hackers the one who ruins the fun when he tells them there's no point to what they're doing though...why catch them just to set them free?

Hoodlum burns all his marshmallows in the fire and sometimes they even fall off his stick....how's Cutthroat so good at this..?

Eventually Hoodlum just gives up and eats his burnt marshmallow s'mores—

Just when the night was getting a little too peaceful, Brawler brings up the idea to tell scary stories and the look of excitement in Cutthroat's eyes strikes fear in everyone else's. Scary stories usually come with the promise of blood in them, right...?

Hacker suggests that Courier goes first as this whole thing was his idea anyways...

Courier refuses which only makes everyone more curious about him...no one said it had to be a story he actually experienced..so does he really not know one—?

Swindler chimes in to tell a paranormal story on a documentary she came across once though, saving Courier the trouble of everyone's eyes on him.

Somehow the topic changes to whether or not they all believe in ghosts and by the end of it, Hoodlum is clinging onto Brawler for dear life—

All while Cutthroat adds that he thinks more blood would have made the story and conversation much more interesting to him...

Brawler's turn—! Just like he would have wanted it too. The best for last, right bro-?

His choice of a summer activity is a grand test of everyone's strength. A one on one fight with him-!

Of course, everyone only sighs to this....but Hoodlum thinks it's a good idea... right...? He looks a little nervous though....

As a compromise since everyone seems to think he'd battle with them one on one; summer or not....they decide a deadly game of paintball would be fun...!

Brawler's however unimpressed at the usage of guns instead of fists— why did he have to compromise his original idea again..?

They split off into teams of two, with one of three....

Brawler and Hoodlum are together given that this was Brawlers idea and there's no way he's getting paired with a pipsqueak—

Swindler, Doctor, and Cutthroat are grouped together...which....only further angers Doctor as she wanted nothing to do with this anyways....at least Cutthroat is happy...

Leaving Courier and Hacker to fend on their own...!

Hoodlum ends up following Brawler around the arena until Brawler darts off on the other side of the field while beckoning him. Inevitably causing panic, Hacker is quick to pick up on it which prompts Courier to take advantage of the situation... making Hoodlum the first victim of the day—!

He didn't expect to win....but it's a little ego-shattering to take a walk of shame covered in paint...

Cutthroat follows Swindler around as she's trying to stalk Hacker...of course the commotion the two of them cause helps Hacker notice he's being watched—

Hacker turns to leave until Doctor traps him from the other side. Right as he thinks he's about to be paint-balled next, Courier gets Doctor from behind—

Brawler ends up seeing that Courier seems to be the main enemy on the field and so of course his main tactic is greeting him head on....

No idiot, Courier is just barely able to dodge him at first... leaving Brawler's paintball to splatter against Cutthroat who was shielding Swindler from it...

He doesn't leave the field without sighing that he can't be next to Swindler anymore either....

Swindler now left to her own devices is able to use the opportunity of Brawler and Courier being distracted by one another to seek out Hacker....

As she sneaks up behind him again, he makes a remark about how she fell right into his trap.....all before Courier begrudgingly shoots her from behind —!

They seemingly knew Swindler would seek Hacker out if Courier entertained Brawler for a little while..

Now that it's just the three of them left on the field, Brawler throws his gun down and challenges Courier to a fight...Just the two of them.

Feeling underestimated and rather ignored by Brawlers words, Hacker decides to use this opportunity and makes the final shot, impressing Courier—

Now that Courier and Hacker leave without any bruises....Swindler catches up to congratulate them....and make a comment about how she never thought Courier had it in him to shoot her..

#akudama drive headcanons #akudama drive

[circus-k]

Do you have any headcanons for Lah?

Or some for sonlah

yessssssssss [evil]

lah owns a bunch of different cameras, most being stolen from some unfortunate visitors [her photos are marked with a heart!]

she's tried scaring before but she always gets caught up and starts giggling just like... ohh i'm gonna be scaryyy hehehehee and then she forgets to scare whoever walked in

she 100% calls sonic a bunch of wolf-based nicknames, at the beginning it was 'cause she never bothered to remember his actual name but as they got closer and became friends [[and more teehee]] they became really endearing

in response sonic tries to come up with little ghost nicknames too! he's significantly worse at it!!

after the events of unleashed sonic would "accidentally" stumble upon the haunted mansion during his runs and.. haha might as well say hi. and yk he just sorta messes with the ghosts and stuff he's only there to be a problem, but the more he visits his pestering just sorta turns into. hanging out and yeah him and lah kinda become friends and even su and uh warm up to him

he shows them any ghost song he can find he thinks he's so funny about it, this includes mario boo level music but not even two whole seconds get to play before he decides yk what nvm this sucks i got a better song to show y'all bbgs

lah and sonic are 🤝 on like. starting drama just 'cause they're bored and shit. they'll just say the most obviously incorrect shit and even if everyone around them KNOWS they don't mean it it's still infuriating ["sweet gaia the sun isn't a fucking planet-" "oh yeah??? then how else do you explain the moon being square?" "THE MOON ISNT SQUARE"]

i think someone somewhere had this hc that the ghosts' names were like. the first syllable or something of their names when they were alive and. seems pretty cool i think - i feel like lah's would be larabelle or some shit

since lah can shapeshift i feel like she'd use it to like. be funny or cheer people up yk? like if sonic's upset she'll just say/do the stupidest shit but like. as one of his dark edgy serious rivals grrrr until he starts laughing and is in a better mood

and on shapeshifting; she can pretty much change into anything with the only real limitation being the heart and pinkish-purple hue, but that also means that she has to remember everything about the person otherwise she might forget things and it'll be a dead giveaway that, yup, this ain't whoever it may look like

sonic took one look at lah and just. pretty ghost? "i could fix her"

lah has sharp teeth because i say so, she deserves them

they make up the worst excuses to like,, hold hands and stuff but they're so nonsensical it's so obvious but no one says anything about it since they'll just. make a bunch more stupid lame excuses

i don't want this to get too long so i'll stop here, feel free to check out this playlist that's just. absolutely grasping at straws

#ask #i love these losers a lot thank you #hc #sth #night of the werehog #lah the ghost #sonlah

[puff-mmd]

Abanadons yakumos nightmare, here is kaisei having a nightmare in that period after he and ciro have been drifting for a while and before their huge argument.

Ciro's been very caught up with work, and his attitude towards kaisei has been kinda flatlining. in ciro's mind the last thing he's worrying about is their relationship, he thinks things are stable and that they're fine. He doesn't notice how in the evenings kaisei tries to cuddle and spend time with him and he's just kinda...laying there, exhausted. Or how he doesn't bother responding to Kaisei's goodbyes in the morning, mostly because he's annoyed at having been woken up from only a few hours of sleep. Kaisei encourages him to talk about things if he's upset, but ciro doesn't want to talk about work when it's all that's been on his mind the entire day. So, he just says its work stuff and not to worry about it.

But this is kaisei we're talking about. He is Going To Worry.

Oh my god.

Wait.

Kaisei did you steal ciro's sketchbook so he would spend more time with you...?

And then after you hid it, you didn't realize it would get damaged where it was hidden, so when ciro is frantically trying to find it, you say you don't know where it's at, and that's why you tossed it in the trash?

KAISEI YOU CAN'T JUST DO THAT???

but i guess you can for the sake of plot, damn.

Now when ciro yells at you that he never wants to see your lying face again, that is fucking hurtful.

It was being led up to by all this suspicion because now ciro wasn't being the open one about things. He didn't think you would need that reassurance, that things were fine and you understood, but kaisei, you didn't. You let your stupid brain overthink again and make up this false reality where ciro was falling out of love with you.

Because it was only a matter of time.

Because everything always ends, no matter how much you love them.

Sooner or later everyone will have had enough of your love, and they'll want to move on to someone new.

And that's why you had this awful nightmare, and even worse when you woke up to an empty bed because ciro was staying late at the office again, leaving you this painful dream to simmer in your mind for so long all by yourself.

--

The bored blonde twirled his bangs around his fingers, leaning against the counter of the bar behind him. His boyfriend's arm was draped around his shoulder, but he barely paid any attention to it.

"Ciro? Do you wanna dance?"

He sighed, clearly annoyed with arms crossed across his chest.

"You think I have the energy to dance right now? I didn't even want to go out tonight."

He reached over and took another sip of his rum and Coke as a grimace tugged his delicate features down.

"At least the alcohol is decent," he grumbled.

Kaisei's grip on the man's shoulder tightened, causing him to wince. It was Ciro's idea to go out tonight, why was he complaining now that they were here?

They gazed out at the loud crowd full of individuals, couples and groups all having fun. Despite the upbeat music and cheerful atmosphere, the air between them felt deafening and icy. Kaisei looked at his boyfriend from the corner of his eye and felt chills up his spine from that pissed off look that wasn't even directed towards him.

Taking a deep breath, Kaisei opened his mouth to suggest that just go home if he really didn't want to be there, when out of nowhere something seemed to catch Ciro's attention. His eyes lit up and he called out,

"Yakumo!"

He waved a hand to beckon the tattooed man over to them, causing the chill in Kaisei's spine to spread throughout his entire body. He couldn't understand, why of all people in the world would Ciro be excited to see him?

As he walked up, Yakumo eyed the two men - his dark gaze hardening as he looked at Kaisei.

'The feeling's mutual, buddy,' he thought, 'Why are you even here anyway?'

Breaking from Kaisei's grip, Ciro offered to buy a drink for Yakumo, throwing yet another shock towards the blonde's boyfriend.

'And since when did you two get so close? He hates you, so what's going on?'

Kaisei's discarded arm laid against the counter, ending in a balled fist that he knew was stabbing into his palm. He didn't notice the pain, he was too tensed from what stood before him. Ciro and Yakumo, talking and laughing as if they were best friends.

Acting as if Kaisei wasn't standing less than a foot away from them.

He heard their conversation, but between the music of the bar and his own blood rushing through his ears out of growing frustration, he didn't seem to understand a single word they exchanged. He didn't miss the smile on Ciro's face, the giggles at what he was sure was some stupid joke, the way his hand seemed to be creeping closer to Yakumo's exposed arm.

"Hey Kaisei," hearing his name snapped him back to the scene he was scrutinizing.

"We should go back to my place tonight. Ciro's up for it, what about you?"

Those hard, black eyes bore into his own, and the more Kaisei took them in, the more he felt a scratchy feeling on the back of his neck, a weight settling in his stomach, a burning itch on his arms that caused him to rub his elbows.

Something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on one thing exactly.

Despite knowing better, he replied.

"Sure."

--

'I didn't think his apartment was so close to this bar,' Kaisei thought as he followed alongside his boyfriend and, well...

Was Yakumo an ex? They never dated, but the gods knew they didn't share a simple friendship either.

In any event, Kaisei moved forward feeling as if his legs were trudging through thick mud, yet his head felt light and dazed, almost like a balloon with too much helium.

He squeezed Ciro's hand for some kind of reassurance, something to ground him in this strange situation he had found himself in, but was met with claws digging into his skin. He hissed under his breath and let go,eyes looking to Ciro for a reason why he was acting so cold and off tonight. The side-eyed glare he saw flitted across Ciro's face for only a moment before he turned away again, but it was long enough to cause Kaisei to stop in his tracks. He grabbed Ciro's wrist this time, pulling him back.

"Something isn't right, Ciro. We should just go home. Please?"

His boyfriend faced him fully now, that same glare he saw for a moment set hard on his face. The sickly yellow light from the streetlamp felt too bright, too hot on Kaisei's skin, as if the lamp itself was leaning closely towards the three men to illuminate in their tension.

"You can go home if you want, but I'm going with Yakumo."

"Why? I'm sorry, but last time I checked, you hated him. Why are you guys suddenly so damn friendly with each other?" He felt horrible cursing at Ciro like this, but he stood his ground for an answer despite the overwhelming awareness of his body, the rest of the night drowning out of his peripheral vision.

"He doesn't need to answer to you, Kaisei. What we do is none of your business," Yakumo said with a sharp tone intended to get Kaisei to shut up.

"You can either get over yourself and come with, or go home and sulk like a baby, dude."

Kaisei remained silent, a burning lump forming in his chest and crawling its way up his throat. His eyes pleaded with Ciro to just come with him and get away from Yakumo, but the blonde stood square next to the spidery man.

Breathing in deep, Kaisei stepped forward, grabbed Ciro's arm, and held on despite the protests that he was gripping too tightly.

"Fine, I'll go. I'm not leaving him alone with someone like you."

--

Kaisei stared in horror at the scene before him.

They had gone back to Yakumo's apartment, quickly finding their way into his bedroom - a place he was all too familiar with, and one he hoped he would never see again. As they tumbled onto the bed, Kaisei pulled his shirt over his head, feeling the weight of the other two men sink into the bed with him. When he had pulled the fabric off and looked up, his entire body froze over.

They were kissing, and not only that, but Yakumo had already slipped a hand between Ciro's thighs with the other pulling on his waist to hold him close, while Ciro's arms looped around Yakumo's neck to pull himself deeper into the kiss.

He was frozen only a few seconds before the burning in his chest spread throughout his body, igniting him with a rage he hadn't felt in a very long time. He didn't care that there was likely blood from his palms staining the shirt he now discarded to the floor. He grabbed Ciro's shoulders and yanked him into his chest, nearly pulling them both off the bed.

"What the fuck is going on?" He growled into Ciro's shoulder, "And I expect an answer this time."

Ciro squirmed and shoved his hand into Kaisei's chest to push himself away.

"What do you think, Kaisei? Fuck, you always jump to conclusions, but you can't put two and two together here?" He moved closer to Yakumo across the bed and slipped an arm around him.

"You should have gone home earlier if you were going to be such a control freak now," Yakumo commented coldly.

Kaisei fought the urge to scream, and the mutter that resulted still wavered with seething anger.

"I knew it. I thought it was strange how you were always coming home late and so tired, you kept saying it was just work and that I needed to stop worrying about it."

He ignored the tears that were blurring his vision, almost grateful that he couldn't see the frigid look in his boyfriend's icy eyes, and continued.

"Of all the people you could have gone and fucked around with, you picked him. Did you get so bored of me that you thought it would be fun to hurt me like this right at the end?"

The silence surrounding the three of them spoke volumes.

"Just go away."

Those three words echoed in Kaisei's mind, that same voice that had whispered so many "I love you's", had comforted him through so many difficult thoughts, that could put him at ease just by hearing it, now set his heart on fire. He felt all of the anger, anxiety and fear that had been mingling in his mind and body the entire evening boil over, but instead of sending him into a burning rage, he simply felt numb.

He reached out, one last time to grab Ciro's forearm, and dragged him out of the bed with him.

"You want me to go away so bad?"

Slamming the balcony doors open, Kaisei stepped out into the night air. He didn't think it was odd that the railing had entirely disappeared, or that the lights of the city below were far too bright for the evening.

He turned and grabbed both of Ciro's hands, guiding them to his shoulders.

"Then you make it happen."

Ciro stood still, and as Kaisei looked into those green eyes, he found it difficult to find any trace of emotion in those glassy gems. It felt as if a year had passed before Ciro spoke, cold and quiet,

"I didn't know you were so fucking pathetic."

The balcony underneath Kaisei's feet fell away.

--

Bolting upright and drenched in sweat, Kaisei felt as if his stomach had jumped into his throat. Tear marks had stained his cheeks, and he pulled his legs up to his chest to calm himself.

"A nightmare, what a horrible nightmare," he whispered to himself. He took slow breaths and glanced to his side, hoping to find Ciro right where he belonged - sleeping peacefully next to him.

The bed was empty and the blankets were still made up neatly from the morning. Kaisei slid back down under the covers and put his arm out into the other side of the bed.

It was cold.

He looked up at the clock on Ciro's nightstand - 1:30 am.

'At least I'm not dreaming anymore,' he thought to himself, 'but he's still not home yet.'

Kaisei curled himself up and buried his face into the pillow.

'Come home soon...'

His mind drifted off and eventually back into a fitful slumber.

#ciro #kaisei #yakumo #model of love #oc rambles #pain pain pain #this went through like 7 different routes but as a dream this felt about right

[mayday-jd]

HOLY SHIT IT'S BANDIT FROM BLUEY!!

anyways time to talk about jerry so I can FINALLY finish this show tmr or this weekend so on we go

alr so this is a weird one if you don't register simon's old love story this episode was weird (not /neg) it felt off and I think that was the point

so the gang is now stranded in this literally deserted universe with no signs of life since the remote is fucking dead it has no more juice

they're basically shit out of luck and since they're no sign of life anywhere they already assume there isn't a crown around so yeah everyone's pretty bummed out about that especially cake but not exactly for such reasons

cake is upset with fionna for seemingly not trusting her since she grabbed cake the exact moment she was about to get the crown (ignoring she was about to get eaten by the vampire king) so to cake fionna is being a mother hen and sees her nothing more than a house cat AKA not a capable and independent person

but cake can't really communicate that yet since she's pissed so her and fionna end up fighting/bickering like a mom and her kid

fionna doesn't really regret getting cake out of trouble she's just upset that they're both fighting and just wants them to make up but yk kinda hard to do that when cake's not in the mood to do so soo fionna's bummed out for a lot of the episode yet again (goddamn fi)

enters everyone's favorite ex-cursed old man simon who doesn't really know how to comfort someone for the life of him

so what does he do?? he decides to tell fionna a story.. of how he met betty yippee

and honestly it is very sweet seeing simon cheer fi up with that story like whenever he picks up that she's sad or feeling down he just starts narrating and it's very nice to watch and fionna enjoys it too so win win

but we'll get back to the story later rn let's talk more about the besties and their disagreement

so this is where literally the only living person comes into play (not really but shhh that's for later) and that is our little guy bmo who cake founds when she goes for a walk after another little argument with fionna (there's a lot of those)

bmo doesn't really know what happen all she knows is that everyone turned into skeletons one day but the bmo the gang meets pretends to not know that and just keeps on living life as if everyone's gonna come back I mean finn even left a "brb" note how could they not return?? 🙂

so bmo's pretty nonchalant about the whole deserted universe thing because there's jerry anyway so at least he has company but jerry will come up later

even when they're mad at each other they're still the best friends ever them being upset with each other is upsetting to me man

#I laughed so hard when I found out #like for half an hour I couldn't help myself #he's dad coded ik I'm right I can feel it in my bones #makes me wanna cry it's so sweet #bmo is so cute bro his funny little lines

[twistyprefect]

The Bois tm with a deceptively cheerful S/O

{i've had this idea for a few days and i decided to clean my requests out before doing it! it's a v specific and kinda personal idea so i understand if not everyone ends up enjoying it!}

Tw for implied mental illness, mentions of depression, and mentions of self esteem issues

Trey Clover

Trey is a bit taken-aback the first few times he meets his eventual partner, especially since they meet when Riddle is yelling at them for something

he asks Riddle to back off a bit, only for S/O to stop him and explain that it's ok and they understand why the dorm leader is upset

he's confused how someone can be so understanding and kind in the face of a screaming dorm leader, even after they've been together for a bit

asks them about it one day after a particularly rough day of people breaking Riddle's rules

S/O sheepishly explains that they don't want anyone to feel as awful as they tend to

he starts to pay more attention to when his partner obviously isn't feeling good and intervenes so they don't have to fake being kind

insists they let him take care of them, and that they don't always have to be nice to people who aren't kind to them

Ruggie Bucchi

Ruggie actually finds it irritating how cheerful and kind his partner tend to be, even with people who generally don't deserve it

he constantly reminds them that they don't have to always be nice to people, especially some of the meaner students at NRC

they just smile and tell him it's how they want to be, and that it's just how they are

eventually he gets a bit sick of it and confronts them in private about it; he senses it's something deeper than just them being themself

they eventually crack and start crying, admitting they don't know how else to be to get people to like them

he panics a bit since he didn't actually want to make them cry or be upset with him and immediately apologizes for pressuring them

he hugs them tightly while they cry and reminds them that he'll love them no matter what, and that their friends will too

Azul Ashengrotto

Azul is pretty good at recognizing when other people, much like him, have a mask up to hide behind

he knows his partner is genuinely cheerful and kind, but he also knows when they're faking it

he can see the cracks in their façade, and he can tell when they're having a garbage time but are still unwilling to drop the mask

he doesn't find it frustrating until they refuse to drop the mask with him in private

he admittedly loses his cool a bit, asking if they actually care about him or if that's a mask too

regrets it immediately when they start sobbing into their hands, apologizing for not being honest with him

he apologizes again and again, saying he'll be there if they want to tell him about it but also that he won't ask about it if it bothers them

Jade Leech

Jade finds it strange that his S/O seemingly doesn't have a mean or rude bone in their body

even when teasing their friends, they usually err on the side of caution and ensure they never go too far

he's concerned, mostly because no one should be that patient and cheerful even around people mistreating them

he recognizes that something is off and gently asks them about it, saying he'll be there to talk whenever they want

eventually, they sit down and nervously explain to him that they default to being bubbly and cheerful because they're afraid

"I'm afraid no one will like me if I'm not. I'm too boring and stupid on my own, so..."

he immediately disagrees with them and makes an effort to help them be more positive about themself without needing to lie about their feelings

Floyd Leech

Floyd doesn't really notice that anything is wrong with his partner until he witnesses some other students abusing their kindness to try and get a better project score

he steps in of course, threatening the other students to leave his S/O alone if they know what's good for them

he asks his partner why they agreed to help the students, and they just shrug and grin sheepishly

he starts to pay more attention to how much they help others without asking for anything in return, or how they refuse to yell at people who make mistakes

when he eventually asks them about it, they immediately cave and explain their reasoning

they explain that they don't think they're worthwhile to spend time with unless they're helping someone out or something similar

his first instinct is to hug them tightly, apologizing if he ever made them feel like that but asking them to come to him if they feel like that so he can help them

Jamil Viper

Jamil is used to people relying completely on him, so he's surprised when his partner refuses his help

they always say they'll be ok and grin at him before rushing off to do whatever it was they might have needed help with

he notices that they never ask anyone for help, but always offer help to others instead

he pulls them aside one day and asks them about it, saying it could be very self-destructive if they aren't careful

they just smile and say they're perfectly fine, and that they just like to help their friends

he confronts them again later, and without asking he can tell why they keep it up; he tells them they don't have to be useful for people to like them

he strokes their hair while they cry in his shoulder, their emotions overwhelming them as Jamil comforts them

Lilia Vanrouge

Lilia isn't overly fond of people who are rude or mean for no reason, so at first he actually encourages his partner

compliments how nice it is that they're so kind and sweet to people, always smiling and cheerful

he notices that other Diasomnia students are starting to take advantage of their cheerfulness, however

makes sure to confront the students who mocked his S/O just because they could, ensuring they'd leave his partner alone

his partner thanks him but insists it wasn't necessary, which only makes him more upset

"You're allowed to be angry and hurt by what they say." he explains, trying to explain it as nicely as possible

they thank him with a weak smile and promise to be more open with him about their feelings; he considers it a good start to them not shying away from conflict because they're scared

#twst x reader #twisted wonderland imagines #twst x you #twisted wonderland headcanons #twst scenarios #twisted wonderland x reader #twst headcanons #headcanons #twisted wonderland #friday's stuff #the bois tm #my favorite twst boys #favorites x reader #lilia headcanons #lilia vanrouge x reader #lilia x reader #jamil headcanons #jamil x reader #jamil viper x reader #floyd headcanons #floyd x reader #floyd leech x reader #jade headcanons #jade x reader #jade leech x reader #azul headcanons #azul x reader #azul ashengrotto x reader #ruggie headcanons #ruggie bucchi x reader

[raewritez]

Airbenders

let’s all take a moment to appreciate our windy boy🙌

based on this request: Can you do Aang x airbender reader? When Aang and Katara found out that she hid from them that she could bend ? Please!

warnings: aangsty

It hurts.

Aang’s body felt like it was on fire, and he supposed it was. It seemed like electricity was still flowing through his veins, consuming him with needle points and flame. With Katara’s healing he was slowly gaining back his memory - visions of white glow, of the royal siblings, of waves, and of falling. There was something else, too, it was-

“Ow!”

Katara grimaced, removing her hands from his back. “Sorry, Aang. There’s a lot of energy built up in here.”

He winced, curling in on himself. “It’s ok.”

She stares at him worriedly, heart aching for her friend. He felt so awful, so consumed by guilt and failure, and she found herself having trouble coaxing him out of his thoughts. There was one person that could, but they were nowhere to be found. Aang noticed.

“Where’s Y/n?”

Katara breathed shakily, pulling at the edge of her tunic. “Aang…what exactly do you remember from Ba Sing Se?”

He tilted his head, furrowing his brows. "I remember Azula, and I remember I went down. You saved me."

She nodded. "Is that all?"

He leaned into the bed, running a hand through his hair (hair? how long has that been there?). "There's something else."

Katara looked nervous, as if preparing for him to do something awful. It made him confused. He searched his mind, digging through flashes of memory until he found what he was looking for. He inhaled sharply. Oh. Right.

They were outnumbered, Dai Lee agents advancing on them from all directions. Katara's water whips were no use, broken and splashed across the ground by shields of rock and crystal. Aang fought tirelessly, earth and water spinning around him in a flurry of movement. The earth benders only moved forward - creeping slowly upon the Avatar until they were thrown back by some powerful force. Wind. Aang looked down at his hands, he hadn't done that, right? The agents rose to their feet but their eyes weren't on him, rather on something that lurked behind. Turning, his gaze fell upon what had drawn their attention.

You.

Your arms were outstretched, an uncertain expression on your face. You glanced down at your palms in surprise - you certainly hadn't expected that to work so well. His mouth fell open, mind swarmed with confusion. His grey eyes widened, and your gaze met his. You couldn't tell if that look in his eyes was one of betrayal or pure shock, but you felt the guilt you'd been harboring over keeping this secret hit you full-force. Your own eyes were surprised, and they softened as they fell upon him. In them he could see the swimming emotions, and an apology. You raised your arms again.

"They're...they're an Airbender."

Katara looked at the floor, silently affirming his words. He stared at her, then he stood. His body ached and his legs wobbled, but he didn't care. He grabbed his staff, and leaning on it, began to make his way towards the door.

"Wait, Aang," Katara exclaimed, attempting to calm him. The look on his face was foreign; eyes glinting with sadness and something she couldn't quite decipher. And anger. It was a rare emotion to see displayed by the boy, but it was there now, although faint. She was nervous for you, her own anger since passed and replaced with a sort of resigned understanding. Sure, she was upset, hurt that you didn't trust her with this secret, but she guessed she understood. At least she tried to.

"Aang, your injuries are still healing. You can't-"

"I'm fine, Katara," he spoke, and she felt a chill run through her bones at the sternness. "Let me go."

He pushed past her, holding in his groans at the effort. He walked as quickly as he could down the hall, mind pulsing with adrenaline and determination. He didn't have to ask where your room was, he knew where it would be: at the end of the hall by the windows, so you could see the ocean. He limped his way down, the silk robe threatening to fall off his shoulders. In front of your door, he stopped. He breathed, and then he entered.

You were seated on your bed, staring blankly at the wall. You glanced tiredly at the intrusion, eyes widening when you saw it was him. You stood abruptly, almost tripping over yourself and if the circumstances were different he would've laughed. You missed his laugh. Instead he gazed at you, expression neutral. You felt nervous, unfamiliarly awkward under the Avatar's stare.

"Hi, Aang."

He kept his eyes trained on you, eyebrows furrowed. He was silent.

"Um...h-how are you feeling?"

"You didn't come to see me."

Your eyes widened. "W-what?"

His gaze never faltered. "You didn't come to check on me."

"Oh," You breathed, casting your eyes to the floor. "I didn't...I didn't know if you'd want me to."

He didn't speak, and you could feel him scrutinizing you. As if he didn't know what to make of you, as if he wasn't sure what to think. And in all honesty he probably didn't. You didn't know what to think of yourself, either.

"You're an Airbender." It wasn't a question, just a statement. An observation.

You breathed. "Yeah."

He stood a little taller, and you could finally make out an emotion. Anger. It wasn't ideal, but it was better than him acting as if you were Koh the freaking Face-Stealer. His voice was low. "Why didn't you tell me?"

You swallowed nervously, fingers coming to play with the fishing-line bracelet he'd made for you that rested upon your wrist. "I don't know."

He scoffed, beginning to pace around the room. Well, as well as he could considering his condition. "That's not an answer. How could you keep that from me?!" There was a desperation to his tone, and his eyes were glassy. You looked away, unable to deal with the shame.

"Aang, please, I-" You didn't know what to say. You truly didn't quite understand why you'd hidden it, the secrecy just fading into habit. "I was...I was scared. I didn't know what to say or- I'd never told anyone before! And then you came and I..."

"And you didn't tell me."

His face was darkened, so different from that sunshiney demeanor that you'd grown so goddam fond of. But behind his anger was a certain brokenness - a disbelief. And that hurt more than the rage.

He didn't give you time for an explanation, and you weren't sure you had one to offer anyway. He simply walked away, sparing you one more hurtful glance. Then, he left, taking the light and hope with him. You felt tears sting your eyes, but you forced them away. You didn't deserve to cry. You were the one who'd hurt him, who'd betrayed his trust. And now you weren't sure if your best friend would ever trust you again, ever allow you a second chance. So, instead of crying, you simply laid in the dark warmness of your bed, rocked to sleep by the swaying of the ocean with an ache in your chest.

///

A week.

That's how long it'd been since the two of you talked, since Aang had so much as glanced in the direction of his best friend. You were in the Firenation now, having assumed the role of undercover criminals. It was kind of exhilarating, and you knew you and Aang would be milking the drama of it for all its worth. But instead you sat alone, sidled in the corner of the cave as your friends danced.

Aang had somehow managed to enroll himself in a Fire Nation school, and had invited his classmates to your hideout for a dance party. You wished you had enough energy to participate - to twirl around with Katara or do the limbo with Sokka, but you were drained. Just like you'd been for days. Your hope was waning; you were becoming less and less sure that Aang would find a way to forgive you - that he would return to his best friend with that lopsided smile and endless generosity, the way he came to you all those times before. Now, he was dancing, shoulders brushing against that Fire Nation girl's - On ji? Something like that - while the rest of the kids laughed and cheered. It send an ache to your heart. He seemed happy with her - happier than he's been with you. He was sporting that contagious grin, that boisterous laughter, that-

"Wow, you really are mopey."

You were snapped out of your thoughts by Toph. "I'm not mopey," you grumbled.

She snorted. "Uh, yeah you are. I can practically feel the pitifulness radiating off you."

"Gee, thanks a lot."

You were silent for a moment, and she seemed to soften. "You know, he's not mad at you anymore."

You glanced over, a scoff escaping your lips. "Yes he is, Toph. He hates me."

Her eye-roll was about the biggest you'd ever seen. "Don't be stupid, Sap. That kid loves you. It's so obvious it's gross."

You sighed, shaking your head. You pulled your knees to your chest. "Not anymore. I lied to him."

She nodded, seeming thoughtful. "Well, yeah, that kind of sucked. And obviously he would be kinda mad about that. But he's not anymore, trust me. I can feel it."

"You can feel it?"

"Mhm. He's mopey, too. He misses you."

You looked over to the center of the cave, where Aang was demonstrating some bizarre dance movement. You smiled fondly.

"Seriously, Y/n. You should talk to him."

You nodded, breathing in your resolve. "I will soon."

Toph groaned loudly. "Well, I guess that's as good as we're gonna get."

///

Spirits, you were exhausted. A day of cleaning out a river will do that to you.

It'd been a few days since the dance party, and your time had been occupied with Appa's "sickness" while you stopped at a local fishing village. It was pretty gross, but with your friend's help and Katara's fancy costume, you were able to leave it better than it was when you arrived.

Now, you found yourselves at yet another designated campsite - a patch of ground near the cliffside, overlooking the valley. You were tired, and so much as walking around felt like a chore.

Your eyes fell on a silhouetted figure perched on the edge of the cliff. Momo sat on his shoulder. You breathed, body growing alight with nervousness. You made your way over, Momo launching onto you when you got closer.

You chuckled, petting his furry head. "Hey, Momo," you said softly. You eyes flickered upwards, latching onto Aang's. He turned away. You sighed, setting Momo down and moving to sit next to him. You inhaled deeply, bracing yourself for impending rejection. You fidgeted with the edge of your shirt - a movement that his eyes quickly locked onto.

"Um, I know you probably don't want to talk to me, and that's ok, but I need to...I need to explain myself."

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see him nod slowly.

"My whole life I had to keep my bending a secret, and nobody's ever known except my parents. And when I met you...I don't know. I guess I was just scared. I thought I was going to be the last one for the rest of my life. I'd been hiding and denying that I was an Airbender for so long, and I guess I just...felt safer to keep doing that."

He was silent, staring at you intently with concentration and an emotion you couldn't decipher. You continued.

"The point is, I should've told you. And I'm so, so sorry that I didn't. I don't know if you could ever forgive me, but I-"

You were cut off by the press of his lips against your own. Your eyes widened, and you sat rigidly still. He chuckled breathily at your shock, moving his hand to gently caress your cheek. You relaxed, leaning into his palm and letting your eyes fall shut. After a moment, he pulled away.

"I'm not mad at you, Y/n."

You were still frozen with pleasant surprise. "Oh...ok."

He laughed, reaching to brush a strand of hair behind your ear. He smiled adoringly.

"But wait - how aren't you mad? I kept this a secret from you, and I-"

"Well, I was mad," he cut you off. "But I'm not anymore. If there's anything that we can take away from this, it's that you're not the last Airbender. And neither am I."

You smiled at that. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

He pulled you into his side, keeping one arm around you while he performed random tricks; like making a whirlpool or air or sending a small tornado Sokka's way. You leaned into each other to muffle your giggles when he fell. You felt happier than you had since Ba Sing Se - filled with the happiness that only Aang could provide you. You had his trust, and his guidance, and you weren't alone. Neither of you were.

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Colin, Maya, Damian, Jon and Kathy take on an ice cream earring challenge; Eight Softball sized scoops of their preferred flavors and eight toppings.

Whoever finishes first will be declared the winner

@paladin-of-nerd-fandom65

And with your headcanon Jon is wearing his red solar watch for this

And Kon is the judge for this sweet tooth competition and Tim is just recording it all on his phone

Kathy's not really an ice cream eater, so she gets tired of the taste real quick and begins to feel full as well after eating two scoops and puts her spoon down

Colin gets a really big brain freeze after eating 3 scoops too fast and has to let it go away for a while

Damian isn't really the type of person who eats a lot of sweets, he's always on the healthy side when eating stuff. So he gets a stomach ache while in the middle of almost finishing it and it's a very painful stomach ache, so he had to stop eating his ice cream. So Tim had to call Dick to come get him, so Damian had to try and cope with it until the competition was over while also waiting for Dick to come get him

Maya loves ice cream, so does Jon, like big time ( no joke (°¬°;) )

And since Jon is wearing his red solar watch, he can't go faster then Maya, so they're both eating their ice cream in the same speeding pace

As soon as they get closer and closer to the end of the bowl ...

Krypto jumps over the table, tackling Jon to the floor while also knocking down both paper bowls with the little bit of ice cream left in them onto the floor as well

Jon just laughs about the whole thing while Krypto just licks his face

Maya is just upset about the whole thing, since she was so close to winning

Tim and Kon are shocked about what just happened while Colin and Damian are just suffering, Damian with his stomach ache and Colin with his big brain freeze

And Kathy just goes over to pet Krypto while giggling

"Oops! Sorry about that! heh heh!"

Tim, Kon and the rest of the group see who it is that is speaking

Kara: It was your turn to watch Krypto this week Kon, sorry about that! (she giggled a little more while speaking)

Kon: Kara! We were in the middle of a very important competition!

Maya: Yeah! And I was almost going to win too!

Jon and Kathy just continued to play with Krypto while Iaughing

Kara: I said I was sorry ( she laughed some more)

Kon: Thanks a lot for ruining it (he said with an annoyed look while Tim turned off his phone from recording)

Maya: Yeah

Kara: Hey, I can replace it for you guys, I was just thinking of getting some for myself from the shop (she said with a cheerful smile on her face)

Jon and Maya lit up

Jon and Maya: Yes! (They both yelled excitedly)

Damian: No! No more! (He said in pain while holding his stomach with both arms)

Colin: I'm still recovering from my brain freeze (he said while rubbing his head)

Kathy: Eh! I don't really feel like eating anymore. I'm kinda full already

Kon: I could go for some ice cream

Tim: Me too

Kara: Then come on! (She said smiling while waving for them to come along)

Dick came before they left and took Damian home. Damian was pretty upset that he didn't get to win and the fact that stupid stomach ache pain just had to get in the way of him finishing all of his ice cream

Colin soon got over his brain freeze

Kara, Kon, Jon, Tim, and Maya along with Krypto got to enjoy their ice cream together at the ice cream shop

They would just have to redo the competition next time

The flavors they were eating:

Damian was eating cinnamon ice cream, he didn't want any toppings

Jon was eating eight multiple flavors of ice cream in his bowl. Mint, strawberry, orange, chocolate, lemon, chocolate chip, oreo and vanilla ice cream with caramel and chocolate fudge syrup. And for the toppings colored sprinkles, gummies, jelly beans, gummy worms, cinnamon, peppermint pieces and banana pieces with a cherry on top with whip cream. He loves all ice cream flavors and toppings

Kathy was eating strawberry ice cream with red sprinkles, Swedish fish, chocolate chips and marshmallows with whip cream

Maya was eating peanut butter ice cream with jelly beans, strawberrys, Hershey chocolate, chocolate sprinkles, gummy bears, gummy worms and Oreo cookie pieces with whip cream on top

Colin was eating chocolate ice cream with M&M's and jelly beans, along with a cherry on top, that's all he wanted

At the ice cream shop:

Tim ate lemon ice cream with whip cream

Kon ate mint ice cream with whip cream and gummy worms

Kara ate cherry ice cream with whip cream and a cherry on top (she loves cherry)

Thanks for the ask buddy!😃

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