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cultofdixon · 1 year

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Protective of One Another

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • The Saviors war ended, and everyone has been doing their part to rebuild the communities. A project being the bridge. You have been assigned to watch those building the bridge and help where you can. You just didn’t expect to end up in the infirmary • ANGST/SFW • TW: Injuries / Anxiety / PTSD

Requested by: Anon

“Hey, you coming to work on the bridge?” Aaron asks Daryl who was preoccupied with sharpening his knife.

“Nah. Why?”

“Eh just thought I’d ask…” Aaron started to walk away from the tent the archer was currently occupying. “Y/N will be there”

Aaron now with a satisfied smile on his face worked beside Daryl who was hammering away at a panel they just placed while Y/N walked past them every now and then.

“Bitch”

“Hey it got you to work today. At least I didn’t lie”

“Mm. Fair” Daryl scoffs looking up for a moment seeing Y/N talking to Rick about the progression of the bridge they were working on.

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“You sure can hold your own”

Y/N turns toward Daryl after setting another Walker on the pile with T-Dog’s help.

“Yeah…okay” Y/N brushes her hands off on her blue camo pants seeing that he was still standing there. “Yea need somethin’ Daryl?”

“How come you know my name but I don’t know yours?”

“First, it’s Y/N. Second, you’re not a very social person. Or you weren’t until that Grimes guy came and told yea he ditched your brother on a roof”

“Mm. Fair I guess” Daryl frowns watching Y/N step over one of the dead’s legs and extending her hand out to him.

“It is nice to finally meet you though”

“What’s with the blue camo?” He asks while shaking her hand as she laughs slightly.

“Navy. Blue is for the navy. I had just gotten home from discharge when the outbreak happened”

“Then I guess you weren’t part of the dumbasses that kept the virus under wraps until it started killin’”

“Oh I would’ve deserted and told the whole world if it meant this outbreak not happening”

“Wouldn’t have met yea though”

“Already liking me, D?” Y/N teased before going to help T-Dog with the rest leaving Daryl a bit of a blushing mess.

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“You’re crazy yknow”

Daryl turns to the beautiful voice that matches the woman he’s been pining for for years as Y/N held up a canteen.

“Crazy for what?”

“Wearing all black in Virginia air. Or at least all dark clothes” Y/N gestured to his outfit before crossing her arms and still having that gorgeous smile remain. “What am I gonna do with yea, Dixon?”

“Beat my ass if I pass out from heat stroke” Daryl jokes getting that laugh of hers to roar out of her. “You’ll never see me in shorts”

“I would pay good money to see that one day” Y/N laughs a little more. “Shorts are great” she gestured to her own dark blue denim shorts as it wasn’t the only thing Daryl looked at. She was wearing a black tank top and red flannel over it with the sleeves rolled up, very different from her old Navy camo pants and the long sleeve when they first met up until the farm. But she always had the signature combat boots, something from her past that she won’t get rid of.

“On others maybe” He makes one last comment on the shorts listening to her laugh die down a bit before patting him on the shoulder.

“Least you can do is go inside one of the tents in the shady forest to cool a bit with that canteen.”

“Yea ain’t the boss of me, woman” He smirks watching her glare playfully.

“Last I checked. I was assigned to oversee those working on the bridge today…so the least you can do…is follow my orders” Y/N smirks getting up in his space as the archer covers his ears to avoid the blush rising.

“Yes ma’am” Daryl states watching her go back to working.

As he made his way back to the little tent city they have up for those working on the bridge, Carol immediately got up from her tent with a smile on her face.

“Hey buddy”

“Buddy?” Daryl scoffs to the nickname.

“What? You want me to go back to pookie?” She smiles deviously listening to him groan. “Anyway, I saw yea chattin’ it up with Y/N. Did you finally ask her yet?”

“Ask her what?”

“Oh come on!” Carol shoved him playfully as Daryl almost pushed her back but decided against it and sat on one of the outdoor chairs she has set up. “You know exactly what I mean Dixon” she took the other empty seat listening to the man groan even more. “She’s a catch. If you’re not going to say anything, someone else is gonna swoop in”

I don’t even want to think about that Daryl rolls his eyes turning his attention to the bridge. “The fuck am I supposed to say that I should’ve said years ago?”

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“You’ve seen Y/N?”

“Oh my god. Are you actually going to finally do it, Dixon?” Carol teases handing him a bowl of breakfast which was whatever meat the archer hunted for that morning.

“Shut up” Daryl grumbles taking his bowl and going to sit with Rick at the table he was at with Judith in his arms.

“Waiting for Y/N?” Rick smirks watching Daryl glare as he was about to get up and leave. “Woah Woah. I surrender…sorry man. Just never seen someone so close to our navy officer and well. Connecting the dots here…”

“How’d yea tell Lori yea liked her?”

“Geez. You have no experience just from that question alone”

“Rick—-“

“Right right. Well. I kind of just went up to her asked if we could talk somewhere more private and then told her how I felt” Rick shrugs, it wasn’t exactly rocket science. “Then one thing lead to another”

Daryl hums in response to such as he watches the gates open showing Michonne returning on the horse they found and Y/N walking beside. They have been going on runs together that would last days or weeks and the archer would be stuck sticking around hoping to run into Y/N just for a second.

“You wanna tell her. Just tell her” Rick smiles picking up Judith and heading inside leaving Daryl to sit there watching Y/N draw closer.

He straightens up and in that moment he decided today was the day to tell her how he feels. But once she got closer to him, Daryl noticed the bandage on her arm and his worry got the best of him.

“Long time no see, Dixon” Y/N smiles warmly even if his neutral expression didn’t exactly cover his tense body language. “It’s just a scrape. Gotta see Hershel to see if it needs stitches”

“You better”

“Oh I will, and then I can tell you about the run I just went on” She smiles patting his shoulder in passing leaving him stuck in his thoughts once more.

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So many opportunities.

And this was the time he chose to take it head on.

Y/N heard commotion going on between a few Saviors and some Oceanside on the other side of the bridge. She quickly apologizes to Eugene who she was talking to about the progression, to go handle what was going on.

“We shouldn’t have to work with scum like you!”

“It ain’t my fault the old man is making us work with weak ass people like yourselves”

“We’re weak?!” One of the Oceanside men got up in the Savior’s face. “Whose fucking leader is caged like an animal?”

“Woah guys let’s break it—-“ Y/N’s words didn’t reach their deaf ears as the Savior grabbed the Oceanside’s collar tossing them down. “Hey! Stop it”

“Back off!” The Savior yells pushing Y/N aside as she was resilient. “This fucking weakling needs to know his place”

“Oh yeah?!” He snaps back rising to his feet and with an unexpected play of drawing his gun which none of the crew that day thought anyone was armed. Even Y/N.

“Hey—Who told you you can—“

“Shut the fuck up! I ain’t listening to you” the gun pointed at Y/N temporarily before going back to the Savior who seem to be standing his ground. “And I’ve had enough of you Saviors walking all over me”

“Really? Then pull the trigger”

“Hey let’s not escalate this any further” Y/N sternly states to the two while standing in between them as she suddenly felt her hair get pulled to bring her back out of the way of the now nervous Oceansider. “Excuse me—-“

“Nah I wanna see if this fucking pussy will actually pull the trigger” He snaps in the nervous one’s face as Y/N tried to push him back because this wasn’t going to end well regardless.

Then the gunshot rang through the nearby woods, alerting the residents in the tent city. Daryl quickly rose to his feet running over toward the bridge with Carol following shortly behind. The two noticed a small crowd was formed and as they drew near, Daryl instantly locked onto Y/N pinning the Oceansider down while Rick kept the Savior at a distance.

“What the hell happened?” Carol snaps bringing herself over to Y/N before realizing. “Let me take over”

“Just take his gun away” Y/N hissed through the pain in her side given the Oceansider was a nervous wreck, making him a nervous shot. He aimed low and Y/N knocked the Savior out of the way. Resulting in her receiving the bullet. “Get the leader of Oceanside to take care of her own, Carol will confiscate the gun and…”

“We’ll call it a day” Rick finishes for her but then noticed the shakiness in her composure. “Somebody catch her”

And that was Daryl’s cue. He caught her right as she started to faint. The archer quickly picked her up and didn’t wait another second to take her to the med-tent that currently had Enid working. Not that he didn’t trust the prodigy, he would rather have Siddiq for someone this important.

“It’s just a flesh wound”

“So no bullet?” Rick asks Enid once she finished applying the pressure bandage on Y/N’s side.

“No bullet. Through and through”

“This could’ve been a whole lot worse. Hell remember when you took a bullet?” Carol laughs a bit of the tension away referring to Daryl’s near death moment.

“Yeah but I would like to knock that son of a bitch’s teeth in when Andrea walked away”

Both Rick and Carol gave each other a confused look when Daryl said such. It definitely didn’t go unnoticed.

“What.”

“Andrea didn’t just walk away”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” The archer was even more confused than ever.

But he’s not the only one pining for another.

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“Oh you’re a fucking moron that’s trigger happy”

“Now Y/N I didn’t know it was Daryl—-“

“Don’t fucking matter.” Y/N didn’t hesitate to punch the girl square in the jaw, with enough force to cause her to stumble and before Shane or Rick could intervene Y/N held her hand up toward them. Indicating she was done after that. “Four of our men ran over to Daryl to take out the walker—if it was a walker—you didn’t have to get on your high horse and shoot the only other person in this goddamn group that understands”

“Understands fucking what?!”

“I don’t like you. You ain’t getting that out of me” Y/N knelt to her level on the ground. “But if he doesn’t pull through or you try that shit again. I’ll put you six feet under with my bare hands”

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“She was scary” Rick laughs a bit. “Seriously. Why do yea think I don’t piss her off?”

“Besides, she was at your bedside when you slept in the farmhouse” Carol adds. “She really protective of you in some way”

“She was also the advocate to get yea out of the Sanctuary job sooner. So you didn’t have to relive any trauma left there”

The two stopped talking when they heard Y/N groan indicating she was waking up.

“We’re gonna take care of cleaning up for the night” Carol smiles giving Daryl a look as he glares back stating this isn’t the right time. But she didn’t care and insisted with her eyes.

Enid handed Daryl the painkillers for Y/N to take before giving them the room (or tent).

“Take it easy”

“I feel like shit” She crooked out with a sigh following, Daryl reached for the canteen opening it for her and taking out a few pills. “Mm. Nurse Daryl to my rescue?” She teases bringing herself to sit up which she regretted given the stitches in her side.

“Lay back down and let me actually nurse yea” Daryl got up to grab the pillow from the other cot to help her sit up a bit to take the pills with the water.

Y/N sighs once more handing the canteen back to Daryl and sinking into the cot. “Shit got out of hand”

“Yea don’t gotta talk about it right now. Just rest”

“Mm…Carol and Rick talk a lot” She randomly states receiving Daryl’s confused look as she brought her right arm under her head. “I wasn’t fully unconscious. Yeah lost some blood and fainted, but started coming too a bit ago”

Shit. “What’d yea hear?”

“Besides how you were barking at Enid for doing a simple repair because of how worried you were. The fucking farmhouse story. Guess we both have bullet scars”

“That…isn’t something to be happy about”

“Oh I’m not happy. That bitch reminded me of Andrea when she was trigger happy. Regardless…you’re missing my point here”

“I think I’m tryin’ to avoid it”

“Why?” Y/N gave him a small smile. “Because you wanna be the one to tell me you have feelings for me and not the other way around?” She continues to smile while the blush became more prominent on Daryl’s face.

“I thought…uh. I waited too long”

“We never had a quiet moment, D. Just think about it”

The outbreak in the quarry

Merle gone missing

The CDC exploding

The farm

The Governor Pt. 1

The prison illness

The Governor Pt. 2

Terminus

Grady Memorial Hospital

Old Alexandria

The massive herd

The wolves

The Saviors introduction

Daryl’s kidnapping

The Saviors demise

…Wow

“We really didn’t…” Daryl frowns watching Y/N bring her free hand to take one of his. “But I was still protective of yea”

“So was I”

“Is this finally that moment?”

“As fucked as it is” She laughs squeezing his hand a bit as Daryl leans into her pressing his lips firmly against hers. Feeling the hand behind her head move to run through his hair.

Once they parted…

“Took you two long enough” Carol chimes in with the biggest smile on her face. “Should’ve made a bet on it”

“Shut up”

#cultofdixon #the walking dead #daryl dixon #daryl dixon x reader #daryl dixon fanfiction

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cookii-moon · 1 year

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What if Cole got blasted to the departed realm and has some plot relevance for once??

Some dragons rising spoilers

Okay okay so HEAR ME OUT HERE

We don’t know where Cole and Jay are. We know the departed realm is included in the merge, but since we have yet to see a single ghost (yk. Probably the majority of the population.) we can assume the place is being kept closed off somehow.

What if Cole got blasted to the departed realm bc of his curse (since technically they never got rid of the curse he has, just got him a new body) and has been using his powers to keep the place closed off?? Since it’s, yknow, the departed realm, there could def be some magicky stuff that would make it really bad if it fully collided with the living world, plus it might still be destabilized from the merge due to functioning differently, so Cole’s trying to close it off however he can to prevent any sort of consequences. Conversely, what if the ghost villain is trying to do the opposite, and the Ninja are gonna have to resolve the struggle before being able to leave with Cole?? Jay might also have a similar side plot (or even got blasted there with Cole and is trying to help him resolve the issue in other ways) which would explain why they weren’t in part 1, since then they’d be playing a bigger role later and having a bit of a side plot (I don’t think with the way the pacing has been so far that it’d be a big side plot. Maybe like 1 or 2 episodes like with Nya and Kai.)

Random thought I had, probably more along the lines of a fanfic but given what happened with Nya and Kai I feel like it makes some sense. It also explains why we have yet to hear anything about them. If it’s been years then I’d assume like with the others they’re preoccupied, since otherwise they’d probably find their way back to the monastery somehow. Even with the merge it’d be hard to not find such a big landmark.

Im probably way off here but it’d be so funny if I predicted it.

#ninjago #ninjago cole #jay walker #ninjago jay #cole ninjago #ninjago dragons rising #jay ninjago #dragons rising #dragons rising spoilers #ninjago spoilers #kind of #ninjago theory #Cookie’s thoughts

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jakowskis · 1 month

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Day 13 - Favorite ship(s)? Any Torchwood OTPs? Go ahead, gush about them!

dude i multiship so hard in this fandom i dont think there’s a single combination i havent thought of + found a way to enjoy, and that extends to trios. AND i like tw poly. i am mashing them together like barbie dolls. i am having sm fun here in my room

even the ones i don’t exactly “like” still make me Feel Things (more on that later), and even the ones i tend to prefer as friends (more on that later, too), i can still see it if i want to yknow. that’s what’s fun about the slutty bisexy show! woo! they all compel me.

nonetheless, here are the pairings i like the most, ranked by how often i think of them + how insane they make me. im not gonna gush a ton, actually, bc i get annoyed w how much i talk, so ill keep every explanation under 15 words

owen x ianto: I Want Them Covered in Blood Together (Gnashing My Teeth) (by fall out boy)

owen x andy: golden retriever boyfriend for owen bc sometimes it’s nice to not be angsty (gooseberry who?)

owen x jack: i dont know how they make me feel but they make me feel Something :/

ianto x tosh: THEY’D BE SO CUTE they’d be precious that’s all

tosh x andy: see above. tosh deserves a sweet bf (there are no girls to ship her with 😔)

owen x suzie: they’re mirrors, they’re the same… they intrigue me. also Hawt xD (im bi)

owen x gwen: better as besties imho but im still a bi moron who’s not immune

jack x ianto: overrated imho BUT i do still like them. sigh. dead line speech wahhh

gwen x rhys: i love their relationship troubles n the way it grounds the show. theyre cute

jack x the doctor: sending jack off to harass the doctor so the team can Rest (+ Im Compelled)

jack x gwen: they compel me a little. a teeny bit. not too much but a little

(can u tell i like owen ships. he just has such fascinating relationships w everyone)

ok i lied ill say a couple things. firstly my otp being owento… i’ve talked a bit about it but in brief it started out because i can't resist having at least one enemies/rivals to lovers ship per fandom and ep12 blew my mind a little - and then something just Clicked and they somehow achieved top ten ships of all time status in my brain?? idk what happened there. i usually go for canon-based ships, so having one that kind of lacks substance in the source media (allegedly; i think they’re fruity in canon. but u know what i mean like theyre not ‘canon’ in a show where there is in fact gay TEXT rather than just the subtextual shit theyre doing yanno) and is largely a beast of my own creation (+ the influence of the wonderful handful of fic writers we’ve had over the years) has been rlly fun.

im largely preoccupied with those two, but i’ve found jack + his relationship with ianto kind of inherently haunts owen x ianto… if you’ve read my fic you know what i mean by that. i can’t see owento existing on its own, like janto fundamentally co-exists next to it so i have to take it into account, and then jack and owen also have a fascinating relationship so i’ve kind of just ended up spending a lot of time thinking about and figuring out owen x ianto x jack in all combinations, because there’s a lot of fascinating stuff going on there from every end. introducing owen to the equation also kind of… ig redeems janto for me, bc i found them offensively underwhelming in s1 and s2. they should be dark and fucked up, and they’re not. owen kind of… brings smth dark and fucked up to the table, and a lot of why i like shipping him with ianto is bc they bring shit out of each other - and owen, for his part, is capable of bringing out ianto’s repressed rage and forcing him to deal with things he’d rather try to compartmentalize and ignore… i find that super compelling, and i also find it useful for breaking down my issues with how jack & ianto’s relationship is initially presented. like, he’s a handy narrative tool for that hfsdjkf. point is, whether i like it or not, jack and his relationships with my girlies (owen n ianto are the girlies <3) is kind of also an intrinsic part of what most of my fixation-oriented brain power goes into thinking about. i’ve been developing this huge fic ‘verse fdhfjk.... Im Very Tired

sometimes i like fun, though, which is what’s behind a lot of those other ships. i’m generally into very dark + angsty + psychological themes, but sometimes fluff and domesticity and occasional silliness is nice, and that’s what’s behind owandy (i have an au where they meet before owen dies) and iantosh (+ gwen x rhys) as my sort of… alternative endgame. my comfort ‘au’. not an au, exactly, but an alternative fluffier world to the darker owento-based one i’ve crafted and spend most of my time thinking about fdshkfj. i also like sending jack off to go bother the doctor, in this ‘au’, because unfortunately i don’t think he’s conductive to the team’s happiness. i think he needs to find his own way to heal and that should probs include the doctor, considering how obsessed jack is with them + how much he needs to unpack All That Shit he has going on before he can be any sort of truly positive force in the lives of the tw team. so for now he’s banned from the polycule for jack crimes. listen, i love that torchwood’s inherently sad and dark and lonely, it’s what compels me, and i’m ultimately glad that’s the core of the show - but it doesn’t have to be. sometimes i enjoy a nicer alternative. i think they could fix it. and that’s what fandom + fanfic is for.

i also have several ot3s i enjoy, mostly owen ones. i think he deserves a bf + a gf, i think it’d fix him. put that bitch in a bisexual sandwich and maybe he'd behave. in particular, i love owen x tosh x ianto, it’s the only place i ship owen/tosh bc i think ianto would keep owen in check and they’d all better each other. i love owen x tosh x andy for similar reasons. can you tell the four characters im biased towards fhdskj. (i love gwen just as much but she’s kind of doing her own thing with just rhys and jack imo fdkfjsd. perhaps torchwood is composed of two polycules and jack is the link between both of them)

#tdot #txt #take a shot every time i say compel fhsdkjfds

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8cfc00 · 3 months

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I think that- oh sorry HI 👋 I hope you don't mind the ask haha I didn't feel like rambling in tags- I've also noticed the downtrend in dndads posting, and while it *could* be some mini migration of people to other fandoms, I'm not so sure that that's the case? Not that people aren't getting into new things (I myself have been, for that matter,) but... How to put it. I feel like the show itself, despite approaching the finale, has kind of been at a quiet point where there simply isn't too much to talk about rn? Like I think the noise will pick back up in the fandom when it picks back up in the show if that makes sense?? Also just a busy time of year for a lot of people I think tbh! And since the fandom is so small to begin with (as you know), it's more noticeable when a bunch of people are preoccupied!

That's what I'm feeling anyways! But yeah I've been thinking about it too, and I empathize with the whole "feeling sad when people leave fandoms" thing, so I felt inclined to share my two cents in case it's any consolation haha. Regarding what you said about whether or not the show is "bad"- yeah, I agree! There's some places it really shines and some places that just aren't its forte, but me personally as long as I'm having fun I'm staying put right here! 😤❤️

!! HELLO!!! and yeah you bring up some good points... like there really isnt too much going on in the story character/emotion wise that people can latch on to (in contrast to the more angst ass eps that seem to be a bigger hit among fandom types) PLUS with only one jan ep the pace at which dndads has been releasing is. a bit slow (ep 50 was basically just 49 part 2 too so...)

as for the parts the show is good at vs the parts it isnt. i think it also comes down to the individuals/groups judging it, and the differences in their expectations... like with s2 ep31 the cast was talking about how the ep sucked in the teen talk, but on tumblr the tag had trended with SO much art... there have also been times when i had really enjoyed an episode only to find not much talk about it. so its really different for different people i guess

i try to not feel TOO dejected about stuff i have no control over (especially online stuff) but yknow life has been stressful and ig some of that stress had carried over to my posting. i didn't mean to start discussion about how good the podcast is (i've seen enough of that on reddit LOL) i dont wanna harsh the vibes, esp cuz i know i dont feel very good when i see critical posts about a show i DO enjoy a lot! (i am similarly " having fun")

THANKS FOR RESPONDING THO it was kinda nice to see im not the only one seeing and thinking about things! yaaaaaa

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strawbrygashez · 1 year

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Postal 1 Dude x Postal 4 Dude (w/ eventual side P2xP3)

Camping (PART 1)

Yepppp they r going camping. The title is so amazing and clever I know..😯!! This ended up a little longer than I thought it would be so I’ll post a part 2 later bc I don’t think it will let me fit the whole thing!!! TW for ableism and mentions of old sh scars

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Try as hard as p1 might, he couldn’t honestly understand why he exactly agreed to this. Not that the weather outside was awful or that he didn’t really want to not be here, but in the past, there would have been no way in hell he would have agreed to go on a bit of a camping trip. Surprising himself even more was the fact that he was wearing a lot less than usual. As he hiked up the trail besides his boyfriend, he was in cargo pants, a worn out shirt with a alien head printed on it, and most surprisingly of all, he wasn’t wearing his trench coat. Obviously this outfit was way out of his usual comfort zone but due to his boyfriends concern of him overheating, he’d decided to give the oversized clothes a break.

Of course he wasn’t mad at him, he knew he was just concerned, hell he had even took the time to help him by putting his hair into two braids for Christ sake but man it sure felt different. Especially having..all his old lacerated scars out in the open on his arms but P4 didn’t look at him any different. Him himself had ditched his usual purple robe for the occasion and P1 knew it wasn’t something his boyfriend liked to go without often so he decided, if his boyfriend he could, he could obviously as well..and he guessed changing his look up a bit instead of dying of heat would be a fair trade. P1 tried to remember the last time he’d gone without it as they made their way up the trail, watching his boots kick up dirt as they went. He’d been stuck in his mind for a while until a sudden sigh made him look back up to next to him.

“Man..I feel like we’ve been walking for at least a hour.” His boyfriend grumbled as he wiped his forehead with the hand that wasn’t preoccupied holding his cane. P1 grinned a bit and took in the near by surroundings from where they stood. “I’m sure they aren’t that much further away..do you wanna take a break?” He asked as he glanced back again to p4. The older of the two nodded before looking to his other side, glad to see there was some bushes not too far away. “I need to take a leak anyways. You’ll be alright for a second without me?” P1 nodded. “Of course. I’m not that defenseless…just make sure you don’t piss down the edge of that little cliff onto someone. Don’t wanna be kicked out just yet.” His boyfriend chuckled while shaking his head. “You take the fun out of everything yknow?”

P1 only rolled his eyes with a grin as he watched p4 turn off into a direction near by to go at least behind some trees. Hey, at least it was some kinda improvement. Like p2 and p3, his boyfriend wasn’t exactly out of the mindset it’s weird as fuck to piss anywhere at anytime. He was pretty sure he was the only Dude in the universe who acted like a normal human-being about that stuff but whatever. He wasn’t perfect either.

He finally took his eyes off him as he glanced back over to the trail. And only to his slight annoyance, it looked like a couple was heading up their way. P1 quickly put the chewable part of his necklace into his mouth as he backed up a bit as the two came closer; a man and a woman, and to his dismay, the man wouldn’t stop looking at him and just somehow, he knew the man had something on his mind or something to say. Even though he’d been working with P4 to get over his social anxiety, he still pretty much despised any interaction that wasn’t with another ‘postal dude’ so he tried to act oblivious to the two, but of course it didn’t work.

“Hey man. Do you have any idea how much further the camp sites are from here? Me and the lady are about to pass out from exhaustion.” The stranger spoke. P1 couldn’t help but to naturally make eye contact but..he knew that was all that was gonna happen. He hated people talking to him and asking him things, especially when he had to idea what the answer was. Feeling a lump in his throat of words he could have said or should, he faced away from the two. And he shouldn’t have been too surprised at the sudden tension in the air. This always happened when P1 found himself in situations he hypothetically knew how to work through but couldn’t, the other person would take it as him as being stuck up with his sudden ‘disinterested’ manner.

“Hey fuckhead. I’m talking to ya. I know you heard me.” The man spoke again, irritation starting to rise in his voice. P1 still didn’t look back at the two, but he took the chewy part of his necklace out of his mouth and mumbled. “I don’t..I dunno.” He could still feel the eyes burning into his back as the man sternly began “What was that? Speak up.” Now p1 definitely wasn’t going to be able to say anything else. Being talked to like that was one of the things he hated the most so he just kept looking down at the ground. Like he told P4, he wasn’t defenseless..he just despised interacting with assholes..but he really wouldn’t mind if his boyfriend just finally came back from his piss break so they could get a move on and-

“What? Are you fucking special or something? I-” before p1 could whip his head back at them, he must have been blessed by whatever god there was to hear a certain voice come out of seemingly nowhere. “Excuse me? What the fuck are you going on about?” P1s boyfriend said with a slight..tone that was making him feel something but..yknow time and place. P4 walked up closer to all of them, so dignified as he adjusted his privates through the fabric of his pants. The man was took off guard, suddenly now facing this other guy. “The fuck? You his helper or something?..if you need to know this guy can’t help us out at all or even talk right. So-” For the first time, the woman in the relationship spoke up finally. “Honey, just forget about it. Let’s just go.”

It seemed like P4 had other ideas though as he took another step up to them, making p1 look up again and take notice of Dudes hand sliding back into a pocket where he kept a certain ‘tool’ for taking care of idiots. Not wanting to deal with all that at the moment and really just wanting to go and met up with the others to relax, he put a arm out in front of p4 as he grew closer and shook his head. “Cmon hon- Dude..My legs are starting to hurt.” P1 said as he looked up at him. P4 looked down to his face and while..well a lot of it was covered by his sunglasses, he could tell p1 was silently pleading. Throwing another glare up to the man and woman, and seeing that they were at a stand still of either fight or flight..he frowned a bit before looking back down at him. “Whatever..”

Hearing this, the woman put a hand on the man’s back and ‘pushed’ him to start walking again, which for thank fuck, they both did. P1 and his boyfriend stood there a while as P4 watched on. P1 knew that some dark thoughts were stirring in the confines of his mind so he spoke again as he moved his arm back down and moved to just link his arm with his. “Cmon. It’s really fine. It’s just some idiots acting like I know where anything was either.” He tried. P4 only took a moment before starting to walk again with him, suddenly adding “I don’t care. You shouldn’t let people talk to you like that..I shouldn’t let people talk to you like that..” P1 was of course a bit flattered at that last part but shook his head.

“The world is full of idiots hun. Even if we.. ‘took care’ of one there is still too many left..yknow someone taught me that.” He smiled as he added in that last part with a slight nudge. P4 was pretty much at the stage in his life where he was done being angry at everyone but both were sure that..the urge to give dumbasses the ‘what for’ would never die down in him, but they both promised they’d try to do better at least. At least seeing P1 smile got him to finally relax just a tad and smile back.. “whoever told you that doesn’t know what their talking about.”

#postal dude #postal 1 dude x postal 4 dude #postal dude fanfic

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Medical technology across the timeline

needless to say, history is not my thing. any 'accuracies' are based on requirements for projection, legend's place in the timeline, and knowing what tbp chief has in his kit knowing that he's more or less in the same era adjacently (as much as that makes sense). also that fun zone of healthcare existing at the same time as fairies and magic healing potions.

legend's era, being the downfall timeline, is a lot scrappier then it would be otherwise. otherworldly means of healing can't always be counted on, so there's a bit more emphasis on standard medical care.

doctors are for people who can't access magic or don't need to, and sick people since i think that it's boring if magic can fix that (barring naydra's scales which explicitly have healing powers). they generally offer checkups to children, and adults who can afford them.

legend is familiar with early versions of a few medical tools such as stethoscopes and of course syringes. only a few vaccines have been developed so far, but they are widespread enough that administering them to children (and adults) has already been normalized. by the time legend was old enough, routine vaccinations had been in circulation for a few years. no doctors are aware of their sometimes traumatizing methods, but seeing the state of things irl today that doesn't matter much.

sky's era didn't deal with many illnesses until they reached the surface, so there was no thought of prevention.

four's era was relatively peaceful and plague-free, same boat.

questions began to arise during time's era but they were a bit preoccupied by yknow. war.

wind's era has lost nearly everything, it would take a while before the hypothetical spirit tracks era gets things going again.

hyrule's era has lost most technology, and hyrule as a homeless orphan is entirely unaware of the existence of doctors.

twilight's era is a few years off from gaining the technology that legend's has.

wild's era did have more but lost almost all records in the calamity. purah and spoone are working to rediscover it.

warriors' era is the most advanced, and he is familiar with both doctors and coping techniques for when things go south.

#overcome medical technology timeline

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ok maybe ur not into brats bc ur a soft dom (love that for u! we love to see it. but im way too mean to be one i think .. maybe im the problem 😭) but i would just like to set a scenario! perhaps there are times lino likes to take advantage of your kindness and act out a little bit. yknow, rolling his eyes and huffing about every little thing under his breath. it's getting on ur nerves a lil but you're patient enough with him to chalk it up to a bad morning. and then, here's the kicker, he starts getting mouthy with you. nothing too bad but he is whining about how you're not giving him enough attention, your mind is elswhere when it should be on him and him alone. he thinks you're too nice to do anything about it and he just keeps going despite you're mood souring slightly. he doesn't seem to notice, too preoccupied in his bratty little bubble. and that's when you decide enough is enough. you may be soft but you're still a dom regardless. his dom to be exact! <3

and in true soft dom nature, you walk up to where he's seated and straddle his lap. he's startled by your actions but turns to give you an annoyed stare. his mouth opens but you catch him before a word leaves it, hand coming to grip on his face. you press into his cheeks a little firmer than you usually would, watching his lips pout out due to the pressure. "what's up with you today, hm?" your voice is soft but he could sense the tone of condescencion in it. "you're not acting like yourself, kitty."

and when the nickname leaves your mouth, he melts. he starts whining, eyes glossing over with tears as the attitude slowly disappears. his fingers curl into the front of your top, desperately trying to get a hold of himself. it's kinda pathetic really, making a show of acting out but is so quick to give up when you press a few fingers against his cheeks and call him kitty. you coo at the desperate look on his face and shush him, pressing sweet kisses all over. "you're just a little pent up. too many thoughts in that pretty little head of yours, it made you forget how to act right. you just need me to take care of you, isn't that right, my love?" and he nods, a choked sob leaving his throat because you love him so much, so willing to give him everything even when he's been nothing but a brat to you. "s-sorry! i'll be good, promise. need you."

and you smile down at him, ready to break him down and guide him back up again. your kitty just needed a little reminder that he's yours, that's all. <3

(sorry this is so long but perhaps im liking the soft dom author x lino agenda too much. idk if ur into any of this but hope u like it anyways 😭)

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are you kidding me this is exactly the kind of dynamic i adore…maintaining the softness but still having lino stay true to his annoying lil self 😭 poor kitty always has to make everything difficult for himself he can’t even ask for your attention without doing it in the most frustrating roundabout way possible. i’m in shambles thinking abt his act just dropping completely the moment you cup his puffed cheeks n scold him gently…and him grabbing on to your shirt almost like a reflex to make sure you don’t pull away from him please…ㅠㅠ ive got nothing smart to say i’m in love w everything abt this

#ask #🤍 anon #💌 lino #❤️‍🔥#long post #crying sobbing screaming bursting into hysterics etc etc #i love lino to death but i think we’d only b compatible in a very specific way so this kind of scenario kills me 😓💞

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hexellent · 2 months

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@diabelskoga asked: [Unprompted....sorta--]

Usopp was definitely being a brave warrior of the sea when it comes to messing with the cook. To fluster him was a bold attempt; an attempt that succeeded too well. He rubbed at the area as if it was a burning memory that lingers. Damn it. He needs revenge. Luckily, Usopp was alone, in his workshop, working. Sanji entered the room, a plan in mind. He had a dessert, something sweet. Malva Pudding. He made it, thinking of Usopp. It was the pudding that was offered for his birthday, and Sanji remembered the recipe down to the last ingredient with a taste. He stood behind Usopp, placing down the dessert on the wooden table. His heart raced at the idea of this. He never really did this before, and it was both nerve-wrecking and exciting. His hands were firm, positioned on Usopp's shoulders. He leaned, peering over him as he looked at what the sniper king was working on. The cook hums, purposely making it sound rich, and hot against the ear. There he is, softly breathing right against Usopp's ear. ❝ What are you working on? ❞ He whispers, an octave deeper, hot and breathy. You could probably, or definitely, smell the cigarette smoke off his breath. His lips near the shell of Usopp's ear. His gaze on him, glancing at other features, admiring him secretly.

He should've expected a return fire. But to be fair, he was a bit...preoccupied up to this point.

But after so long, and a fresh shower, Usopp finally had his head on right and was genuinely working on something. Because of said shower, he didn't bother having his headphones on, instead just playing whatever at top volume through them instead as he muttered to himself. Scribbling here and there and deep in thought, he completely missed hearing his workshop door open.

It wasn't until the quick succession of a shadow looming over him, a plate being set down (a sentimental, fond flash in his chest) and heavy hands on his shoulders was he abruptly pulled from his thoughts. In fact, he couldn't make any further thoughts, mind stalling as it processed just who was standing behind him, warmth seeping from his shoulders and down his spine.

His heart kicked into overdrive, sweat starting to break out in his head, but he still had most of his composure then.

That was, he felt a hot breath at his ear (oh fuck.), a deep hum rumbling directly next to him (ohh fuck), and finally Sanji speaks. He barely registered the question, but it was innocent enough in and of itself. 'What are you working on?' But that godforsaken tone, the brush against his incredibly sensitive ears, it forces a choked off noise from him (Fuck-). An unmistakeable red burned over his whole ears and trailed down his neck, bringing a shiver with it.

Oh, this was a dirty play. And Usopp found himself all in. And damn near up, apparently. His knees squeezed together, fidgeting in his seat.

He clears his throat, one hand gripping a pencil he'd been sketching with and nearly breaking the poor thing. "Uh, y-yknow. Another, um, dumb invention..." He struggled to string words together, thoughts melting away like cotton candy. Only thing his mind was willing to supply were some choice fantasies, given the location.

Get it together Usopp..!

#and the cards read as such {ic}#bravery at its finest! {muse: usopp}#suggestive cw #suggestive tw #diabelskoga #he is getting nothing together but his legs tbh...

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“almost included a lil text abt hosh accidentally adding joshua to a gc that he meant to add vernon and gyu to....hosh wouldve sent something like "so how long do yall wanna bet it's going to be until they're engaged" and joshua would wait for everyone to place their bets and then be like "well now you all owe me money since we just got engaged" *sends a pic of his hand and an engagement ring* BUT ALAS. i settled on a dating anniversary instead. just know in that universe, they would eventually get married (an extra little epilogue just for you anon)”

ynshie….marriage…..real…..(i explode into tiny little pieces) i actually screamed and nearly rolled off my bed when i read “well now you all owe me money since we just got engaged” like i prayed for times like these FR!!! (i dont think ill ever get over ynshie ever this extra epilogue will live in my brain thank you so so much 😭😭🫶🫶)

also THERE WAS A PLAYLIST BREAKDOWN?? actually dropping everything to read it all while listening to the playlist im so excited to read it rn tysm <33

(also i just noticed that u posted a ww fic??? omw to read it rn . angst will not stop me) (i will eat my words soon)

-⛺️

put my reply under the cut so our message won't be too long on the dashboard but 😗🫳*picks up the little pieces of u one by one that have exploded*

BUT YEAHHHHH!!!! there are so many lil headcanons abt this fic anonnie!!!!!!!!!! since u like the lil nuggets.. i'll shower u in some unused photos and their What Ifs!!

1...firework/sparkler pic: remember the tweet after cabin wars when joshua realized how cute reader looked when they were happy...yeah reader would've had that realization too on the 4th!!!!! joshua probably asked vernon to take the pic and he would post it on main being kinda fuckboyish but reader and joshua would (obliviously) be flirting in the comments. like get together alr 🙄 2...vernon/josh preoccupied on their phones: reader would send this pic to hoshi and be like "they've been trying to figure out how to load a tiktok compilation vid onto the tv for the kids...who's gna tell them that i hid the remote? 😝" reader just being chaotic since hoshi would b gone that day for personal reasons or smthn 3...joshua bed pic: I WAS SOOOOO TEMPTED TO USE THIS ONE! the thing is though it looks soooooo like Professionally taken, yknow? but it would've been vernon being a little cupid, texting reader like "we mentioned your name and suddenly bro is wide awake" LIKE LOOK HOW PRECIOUS HE LOOKS???? it could pass for him being infatuated w you and UGHHH yeah!!

4...mud masks: the camp has rewarded the counselors for taking care of the campers all summer! free spa day for all of them! except nobody told joshua and hoshi where the mud bath was and the spa was nature themed so um. when they saw a pool outside of the changing rooms with mud, they automatically thought that it must be the place w rejuvenating mud for the skin! yeah no...it's just an old pool that hasn't been cleaned. so they have actual dirty mud/clay on their face. reader and vernon come back from buying snacks like ??????? how are you so muddy when we didn't even tell you where to go??? and reader takes that pic of them just utterly shocked like !!!!!! wym that pool wasn't even a part of the spa?!!??!! 5...karaoke night: again, a counselors only type of event. they would go to the local pub and have fun (maybe drink, maybe not idk!) but you and hoshi would encourage joshua to sing and vernon to rap! joshua would go after you kept whining, he's a sucker for you, and ofc start singing sunday morning. reader would tweet the video and caption it like "living up to the username i see @/sundaymorning" 6...pfp: ok this one is the most nugget of nuggets but i was considering making this joshua's pfp/icon for reader and joshua's texts! it would b for after they're together! i was gna add a bit abt how he makes funny faces to cheer reader up. he made that face one day during one of your facetimes, so you screenshotted it and always look at his contact pic when you feel down!

if you did get the chance to check out the breakdown i would b soooo interested to know which song(s) u think fits the series the best!! i def have my own picks for the ones i listened to a lot and used the most 🤭

THE WONU FIC!!!!!!!! my friend is a wonu stan and i was texting her like... yeah almost done w the wonu angst.. and she was like WONWOO?? ANGST????? 🤲 it was soooo funny bcos she's v chill but she was eating up the little sections of the fic that i was sending her hehe

i also made two mbs on my other sb for the wonwoo fic: one based more on the vibes and one based on the aes! the one w wonwoo's face kinda flopped and i'm like 👁️ interesting... @ the followers on that blog

sorry for the late reply!! but hope u had a nice day <333

#kmgkmganswers #⛺️ anon #ive been offline p much all day :OOOO which is wild consindering ive been up since 6:30 am (it's 9:45 pm my time)

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They decided to not tell anyone just yet. In fact, never tell anyone. If the rest of class noticed, then they did. If they didn't, then that was that. There was no need to make a big entrance, hold hands and announce they were dating. Obviously some people would do that, like Denki had with Shoto, Tokoyami, Sero and Mina. Though most were only surprised Mina was in the mix. Which was cleared up quickly by explaining she was only dating Sero and Denki, the Bi Disasters. Shoto was too gay for her and Tokoyami not her type. And there was the rumor Tsuyu was in too, but only with Tokoyami. No one knew what was true. So yeah. It wasn't like they'd be the weirdest couple in class, nor the entire school. So why even announce it in a big way? Or just a little way. No, they'd keep it to themselves for as long as needed, and if someone asked, then they'd tell. Not one moment sooner. Which was good, because Tao was sure he couldn't even say it out loud right now. He and Katsuki walked to the classroom, along the others in the BakuSquad. They had apologized a million times that morning, offered to make it up somehow. Tao said he'd think of something.

Entering the classroom, Tao was delighted to see Filo sitting in her spot again. She was still a bit paler than usual, but also chatting with Uraraka. Which meant she was better, and they could train together again. At least then, he didn't had to fear for his eardrums. The joy left him, however, as soon as Filo turned to look at him - and smirked. Oh yeah, it was as good as impossible to keep secrets from her. Blasted Sherlock Scan quirk. The cloud girl held her hand out, chuckling. "I won the bet, everyone. They're dating, so pay up." Tao, and possibly everyone else, blinked. Then, with groans, all of his classmates reached for their wallets, placing money on Filo's desk. The girl chuckled, looking at the confused couple. "We bet how long it would take you to get together~ And I won~" Tao and Bakugo flushed deep red, small explosions came from the blond's hands. he was clearly just so holding back from strangling her. Tao, on the other hand, hid behind Kirishima, too embarrassed to look at anyone.

The day went on, even Aizawa pulling out money and handing it to Filo. It was a shock Bakugou hadn't yelled at the entire class, or worse, got too heated and exploded. Tao had been subjected to a lot of teasing, some asking how in the world he was attracted to the blonde. He felt himself smiling more throughout the day. A weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

"You're finally together with him at long last." Filo teased as she nudged Tao, sitting down next to him as they ate lunch. He blushed and looked down at his bento. "Speaking of.." He picked up a clump of rice. "When are you gonna tell Tamaki you love him oh so dearly?" He teased, watching as Filo blushed. Tao smiled. She wasn't the only one able to tease. "Mirio tells me Tamaki likes you, yknow." He added. Filo kept quiet. "We also got babysitting, don't forget. It's with the big three again." Tao said with a smile. Now that all of his feelings were figured out and solved, it was time to help Filo. Anytime they were assigned to babysit Eri with the big three, he could see how Filo and Tamaki would glance at the other when they had their attention preoccupied. Mirio and Neijire had told Tao with how Tamaki had been feeling. They were frustrated at this point. It was clear the attraction wasn't one sided, so it only made sense for the two to be together. But neither would take the step to get together.

#ace—♡

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jackalopey · 2 years

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also i’m going to complain about something i’m sure none of my mutuals care about. if anyone does care about it and disagrees with what i’m saying, genuinely, you are 100% free to argue your case, i am more than happy to debate it and i might change my mind

anyway

i got into enneagram lately (i follow more of the general public info about enneagram rather than the stuff that people call ‘more genuine’ or whatever, because i find whats his faces work very inaccessible and it simply does not make sense to me), and so naturally ive been trying to type characters and looking up stuff on pdb

and bastila being put as a core 1 / 164 is just something that i do not agree with so i’m going to talk about that

i do think that she has 1 in her tritype and i don’t think that many people would disagree with that. she’s perfectionistic. she has a set idea of what a perfect world should look like, and she strives for perfection in both herself and others. however, i don’t think it’s her most prominent type, and i think that people putting her as a core 1 are really doing her a disservice and not really paying attention to the nuances of her character

i put her as a core 6. one of her primary conflict is related to her own morality, so i get why people pin that down as a 1 trait, but her conflict is specifically her morality within her relationship with the order. 6s are security-seeking, and they seek that security through their bonds with others, including both individuals and institutions. i see bastila’s conflict as coming more from her feeling of insecurity, based in her doubts of the jedi council, and her struggles of following the jedi code correctly enough

which also ties into her fall. i think her fall ties in with 6 way better than 1, and 1 only really makes sense if you’re only looking at the jedi aspect of her personality. not that a 1 jedi wouldn’t fall, i just don’t think it’d look like bastila’s fall - i think a core 1 jedi falling would look more like atris, personally

bastila’s fall is more complicated because it isn’t entirely due to internal factors. she sure does get captured and tortured. which, you know, you have to take context into account with these things because not everything is down to personality typing, but that’s a bit of a tangent

after bastila’s fall, she is furious, she is extremely conflicted and unstable. she’s angry with the council for lying to her, for using her and using revan, she’s angry with jolee and juhani and revan and malak, and most of all with herself. i get how some of this could be read as 1 perfectionism, especially her self-directed anger (and, yknow, anger type.), but i think that most of her anger comes from the sense of betrayal, which is a common theme for 6s who are preoccupied with loyalty, distrust, security, etc.

bastila jumps from being a jedi to being a sith, and yes that’s because she was tortured and forced into it, but it’s also because she’s searching for an ideology to believe in. she’s not confident about her own judgement and perception of the world, she’s looking for something external to tell her how things work and how things make sense, and that just feels more 6 to me than 1. ther’es also the 6 duality to consider, which is definitely something that bastila is preoccupied with

how you play saving her can change whether you read her as more 6 v 1, but i do think that whatever option you chose has signs of 6, while only one option has signs of 1. you can save her through appealing to her belief in the jedi code (could be read as 1 perfection, but could also be read as 6 security through ideology), or by appealing to your bond with her (6 security through others)

also, when you get into the different styles- both 6 and 1 are compliant types (they comply to a certain set of standards, sacrificing their own wants/needs in the process), which... yeah. tracks. doesn’t help us differentiate between them, but she is definitely primarily compliant

you can definitely see bastila’s 1ish competency, the vast majority of the time, so i can see why someone wouldd err more to her being a 1 when it comes to harmonics, but i can also see 6s reactivity - it’s just that, as a 6 (especially one who is relying on a group that devalues emotional expression), she is highly selective about who she opens up to. she does communicate with revan, though, and you could definitely consider her fall to be all of that built-up reactivity spilling out

bastila is a perfectionist, so her 1ish frustration also definitely comes across, but i don’t think that this is her primary object relation style. i see attachment as her style more prominently, but it’s heavily influenced by her frustration

i think in general people commonly overlook that a lot of bastila’s internal conflict isn’t purely perfectionism / preoccupation with morality, it’s specifically about not being good enough as a jedi, wanting to be recognised as a good jedi, wanting to be trusted, using the code as how she interprets and feels secure in the world, etc, but the line is thin and so i think it’s easy to see all of that and interpret it as core 1 rather than core 6

also i don’t really think she has 4 in her tritype. i put her as 613 (with that 3 also explaining the prominent compitency, because she’s got double competency going on there). i can understand the 614 argument, i just don’t think it really gets to the heart of the matter (...i’m sorry i really really couldn’t resist it). i could also see 612. but i tend to lean more 3, because i think that she’s more preoccupied with whether she’s being perceived as compitent enough by the order, even though she does still genuinely want to help people, and she does still struggle with her emotions and sense of identity within the order

if anyone read this. my condolences. if anyone read this who knows nothing about enneagram. haha. why did you do that to yourself

#.txt #idk for sure if i'll still think this in a few month #*months #i also typed her as an istj but im not 100% on that #and lvef but again im not 100% sure #she's definitely 3e though and i dont think anything will change my mind about that #bastila

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sensoryserenity · 5 years

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quick rambly vent in the tags

#ive been having a weird time lately vis a vis mental health and #yknow. realizing things #so that's been fuckin me up for a bit and i really havent had much motivation or energy to do things #luckily this week i have a summer job ive been doing and that really helped pull me out of my depressive introspective slump #anyway my point is: in reality when i say ive been preoccupied IRL it's mostly been my mental health... crisis?#not sure if i should call it that but ive been pretty low #i didnt want to make a bunch of posts like ''hey sorry im mentally ill and cant make stimboards rn :c'' so i havent really said much #but yeah. idk. not been feeling the best #that said!! i am doing better now and im gonna buckle down on those requests this weekend #not trying to make excuses just hoping to explain why i havent really done much here for like a month #sorry yall #ghost speaks #vent post #mental illness #mental health #uhh lemme know if i need to tag this for blacklisting. not sure what to tag

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Oh also another one for our dear Dano!Riddler because I love him too!! X male reader with optional smut ideas.

Maybe Edward is with a psychiatrist!reader in Arkham.

NSFW Ideas:

- They could become bonded and it leads to yknow kinda like harley quinn’s situation.

- Maybe Edward notices that the guards are too preoccupied to notice if he slips out one time, going into reader’s office, surprising him.

“I just couldn’t wait til’ our next session.”

Confesses his attraction and yeah sex happens lmao idk.

≻ ┄┄ ♡ ┄┄ ≺

Edward Nasthon x Psychiatrist!Male!Reader

req: yes!

warnings: male reader, bottom reader, reader can be read as trans or cis, top Edward, possessive Edward, Edward Nashton is a bit of a creep, sweet Edward, canon typical violence, psychiatrist x patient, fluff and smut, kind of short

note: sorry this took so long! i started writing a oneshot to go with this and forgot to actually post these

cut for length!

you were a psychiatrist at Arkham, working there because the human brain has always interested you

a new patient was admitted, Edward Nashton. You were the only psychiatrist that he would talk to so you two became close very quickly.

You both had weekly meetings where you learned that Edward was sweet and smart, he enjoyed riddles and puzzles (though he solved most of them quickly)

His favorite color was green so you often wore green outfits which he complimented profusely.

None of your colleagues understood how you could effortlessly get him to open up, but didn't complain as it at least helped him get better.

You got a special green pen for Edward, he loved to write and draw while you two talked so you figured a small gift wouldn't hurt anybody.

you went to your session as normal, setting down the paper and new pen you got for Edward. The therapy session went as every session did except that you didn't get the pen back from Ed.

Edward had waited until the guards were idly distracted, one watching the tv in their office and the other out using the bathroom. Ed had taken the pen apart and used it to quietly break out of his cell.

He didn't plan on escaping though, no, he was going to visit you.

You heard a knock on your office door, you got up, and answered it only to see Edward's 6'0 figure standing over you.

Edward's hand shot over your mouth and shoved you into your office, he closed and locked the door behind you two.

Explanations of what he was doing tumbled out of his mouth before you shushed him and asked why he broke out of his cell to see you when you two had a session earlier that day.

He ended up telling you that he loved you and needed you to know it, he thought of you every day and he even told you how attractive he finds you.

You had to admit, he was attractive himself and was nice. If he wasn't a patient you would probably date him, so you told him that.

"What's stopping you from dating me now?" "I don't see a problem with you dating me," and things of those sorts came from Edward, he wanted to date you and do more with you than just sessions where you assessed if he was mentally sane.

He gave some compelling arguments and you agreed under the condition he doesn't tell anyone about it.

Edward kissed you he was so happy and he was a surprisingly good kisser, his hands were on your hips and yours were tangled in his hair.

He backed you onto your desk and one thing led to another which led to Edward fucking you while you were bent over your desk. He was gentle and knew exactly how to make you cum.

After that, you were extra careful to cover up your tracks. At least once a week, Edward said he would only talk to you if there were no cameras in the room and no one watching you two. That always either led to you getting fucked or you two cuddling in the room.

Edward also went out of his way to make your time a little easier. A patient is giving you shit? Whoops! They seem to have been killed under mysterious circumstances.

Your boss is being an asshole? He'll be sure to get at least one punch in the next time he sees the old prick.

You were just the small, helpless, adorable psychiatrist to him! Even when you two are intimate it shows.

He loves that he's taller than you, it turns him on. When he's fucking you, he likes to hold your hand or press his chest against your back and cover your form.

He loves pet names that show belonging to him (my baby, my sweet boy, stuff like that)

If you also use pet names like that I think he would instantly dedicate his life to you

You're his and he's yours, which means he does get jealous but let him bend you over your desk and slowly thrust into you until your begging for more and he'll feel ok again!

Once your boss almost catches on, Ed quickly covers up with the clever plan to fake attack you during a session. He put on the act of being pissed all day and lunged at you when you opened the door. The guard saw and reported it, meaning you two got to keep dating after all!

Once he gets his official "sanity" certificate, he is let free and you two start living together.

Eventually, you're able to quit your job at Arkham and get a new one, Ed appreciates being able to see you more.

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#ccalhoun #edward nashton #edward nashton x you #edward nashton x reader #male reader #ftm reader

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griffintail · 3 years

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hellooooo

your parental imagines are so cool! can i request dreams teenage child breaking him out of prison with the help of technoblade ( bc yknow techno owes him a favour 🥴) but you don’t have to add techno or do this request:))))))

❤️

Thank you very much! I hope you enjoy!

Prison Fight

Pairings: Parental! Dream x F! Teen! Reader

Warnings: Mentions of blood, Mentions of Explosions

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Her father was a lot of things. She had her opinions of him.

One of them was he was an idiot that managed to get himself locked into a prison by the one guy he’s kept under him since the beginning of his land. Tommy Innit was even more of an idiot and yet her father managed to get locked into prison by him.

She needed to get him out now though she supposed. They took everything from him and she was the only one that could get him out. The annoying part was, she was Dream’s child and everyone was keeping an annoyingly close eye on her. She knew they wouldn’t just let her into the prison so easily either. So, she’d need a right man in this endeavor and she figured she could cash in one of her father’s favors.

Knocking on the door, she wore a dark green cloak with her mask on as she looked around to double-check she wasn’t followed. She came unarmed so no one had a reason to follow her. The door opened and Technoblade crashed his arms as he looked at the teenager in front of him.

“I’m here to cash in a favor.”

“If I remember correctly,” Techno walked into his house, (Y/N) quick to follow as she closed the door. “I owe Dream a favor, not Dream’s daughter.”

“My father can’t exactly do shit right now. He can’t even get himself out and I can promise you, he’s tried.” She said as she rolled her eyes at the art of himself on the walls. “And everyone has an annoyingly close eye on me. They know I’ll figure something out.”

“So that’s why you need me.” Techno leaned on the wall with crossed arms. “I don’t know if want to give the SMP land another reason to hate me.”

“Ah, but with this plan, no one will know we organized. Mr. Blade, how good are you and Mr. Minecraft at lying?”

Techno raised an eyebrow. He had to give the kid props; she came with a plan.

…

(Y/N) caught the letter the crow dropped to her and smirked. She owed a certain Mr. Minecraft a few bits of netherite and diamonds and a promise to break him out if a time ever came, but the information he gave was invaluable. Opening the letter, she had a detailed recounting of how the process to get into the prison went and everything she needed to know about the magical effects to weaken its prisoners and visitors.

She jumped off the roof of the home she made for herself away from the people of the SMP that hated her. She’d give them a real reason to hate her now.

…

(Y/N) counted the time away as she stared at the clouds in the sky.

It was a rather beautiful day today as she sat on the black roof. One hundred and twenty-eight pieces of TNT ready to blow at the mark behind her…

“One thousand and forty…Three!” She flipped the lever before diving into the water below.

The TNT blew and it blew up big as she grinned wickedly behind her mask at the clouds of explosions and the sound it gave. It really was a nice day.

Techno would have been in the cell for two minutes if he didn’t piss around as she told him and according to Phil’s timing. So, taking out her trident, she ran from the scene and hid, once more counting away the time as the prison went onto a panicked lockdown protocol. She needed to give Techno time to make it seem he wasn’t making a plan and to explain the plan to Dream.

After an hour and a half exactly, she made her way to the prison. Sam would no be preoccupied and this was the moment. She slipped the codes from her pocket, smirking.

“Thank you, father dearest.” She giggled, having raided Dream’s space to find anything useful.

Useful indeed.

Using what Phil saw and the codes Dream had from Sam, she practically waltzed right in through the guard’s entrances. Sam was nowhere in sight and the lava wall was down, which meant Techno already did his part.

“Seventy-two-degree angle and…in we go.” (Y/N) threw her pearl through the lava, landing on the other side in front of the cell barrier where the pearl shattered into sparks.

“He wasn’t lying.” Dream laughed, his hands and clothes slightly bloodied.

“What did you think, he simply came to visit to have a go with you? Honestly father, use your head.” She laughed, handing him some pearls.

He used one to get on the other side of the barrier and grinned as she smirked behind her mask.

“Now, seventy-two degrees exactly.” She told him before they both got out of the cell. “And out we go!”

Both of them ran through the access points, (Y/N) closing them all behind them before they managed out into the night air.

“Freedom.” Dream laughed. “Techno’s not going to be very happy though about the fight.”

“He better be happy; I’m paying him with my own rewards on top of relieving him of his favor willingly.” (Y/N) huffed as she took off a spare trident, handing it to Dream.

“It was a very clever plan and no traces left behind.”

“I learned from the best.” She bowed mockingly. “Now, I have a home where the fools of this land won’t find us. Let’s get there and you can assume your power once more.”

“Let’s.”

He trained his daughter well and she would easily rule the people of this land. They didn’t know what was about to hit them.

#dream x reader #dreamsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt imagine #mcyt fanfiction

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prettyboykatsuki · 2 years

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i would die for tsukishima. i think about him all the time. i am about to talk about him for a long time, sincerest apologies. idk how much of hq you've seen (I'm assuming all) but this has spoilers for season 2 onward.

i just.... he's such a complex character because he's kind of a blueprint version of a young man who does not know who he is. his identity, for the longest time, was centered around his brother and the faith he had in him, only for that to come crashing down. and sure, he's always been a bit snippy, but i think that the snippiness we see from him in the first and second seasons is a direct result of him having no idea who he wants to be and being so preoccupied with not failing. in his eyes, his brother failed and it was beyond embarrassing for both of them when that came to light. i don't think kei was capable of seeing that rift between him and his brother any other way for the longest time and that translated directly to volleyball.

yknow, because he was let down so tremendously that he doesn't want to put forth the effort into getting better. he doesn't want to experience the embarrassment of giving your all to something and still failing because he cannot see that loss as anything but a failure. and kageyama is an excellent parallel to him for that reason. kageyama doesn't handle failure in an incredible way (ie; the way his communication shuts down), but he fails and he learns from it, whereas, tsukishima doesn't want to put in the effort to even consider it a failure.

so when tsukishima sees kageyama, he gets irritated because kageyama is all of the things that tsukishima will not allow himself to be. kei will not allow himself to devote his all to something only to fail, he will not allow himself to get emotionally invested only to be let down. i think that only starts to change when his teammates step into the picture because he realizes that, in not trying, he is starting to become the person he dreaded becoming. and those feelings of not wanting to give his all to spare himself the embarrassment began twisting into feeling embarrassed because he was not giving his all with the rest of his team. there was a disconnect and clear moment when tsukishima realized 'what on earth am i doing?' and i think his subtle development through the series shows that. he tries so hard to keep volleyball at arm's length because he doesn't want to experience something akin to the loss he felt when he was younger, but he loves it. and i think a really crucial part of his development is his parallel with kageyama and the fact that tsukishima needs to get over the mental hurdle of his fear of failure and realize that his team has got him. ya know?

i just... I'm not sure if this was coherent but i love him and his growth so much. i think he is such a splendid character.

i feel like there’s nothing i can really add to this other than like emphatic agreement so i wont even attempt but all of this exactly. kageyama is in essence like a mirror of the effort and intensity that tsukishima both can’t understand but longs to achieve and his fear of failure is so stifling to the point he inadvertently takes it out on him

all of this though yes!!

#return to sender #i was trying to see if i could add anything but i dont feel like i can lmao

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