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syokurususwife · 4 days
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Pinkie Nails
syo kurusu x self!ship wc: 1049 tags: mentions of ed/slight angst/long distance not beta read!
sorry! i will not ever write a syo kurusu x reader. he is the only character i will do this for!!!! i have a very special attachment to syo kurusu. i will write x readers for other utapri boys but not syo. he loves me the most in the whole wide world!!!
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syo finally had time for a ‘date’ while he was out on tour. making time in his temporary room somewhere cold in Europe. we caught up and i told him how work was going. he told me that once he gets back he wants to talk about me working less. but he understands my desire to be busy instead of wandering around such a big and lonely house. we decided to paint our nails to match. at first i was worried about people asking him about the strange pattern, but he assured me he was going to be on a radio show. unless the host brought it up, there was nothing to fear.
“have you been eating properly?”
his sudden question caused me to flinch as I stiffened up in the camera screen. my attention turned to the tips of my toes now curled in my fuzzy socks and i smiled weakly. “uhhhm… yes.” i lied, and i felt bad about it. i had my phone propped up on the night stand, tilted against the lamp as i painted my nails with syo on the other end doing the same. his suspicious frown made me antsy. “what did you eat for dinner?” he asked as i paused with my painting. “toast.” my response was too fast.
now he knew i was lying. “why havent you been eating?” his voice softened as i raised my eyes to watch him screw the cap back onto the small bottle of pastel pink polish. “im eating! i just havent been feeling very good.” not entirely a lie. i didnt want syo to worry about me. ever since we met, hes been the only person to encourage me to eat during the day. even going as far as to praise me when i did, as if i completed a herculean task. “i dont like eating alone too so… since youve been gone i dont really have anyone to eat with.” i laughed tiredly as i went back to painting my nails, leaving my pinkie nails pastel pink, while the rest were black. syo had done the opposite so we would match. 
“ill be back the moment our tour ends. im sorry i couldnt bring you on the road with me.” he apologized before blowing on his nails to assist them in drying quickly. “its fine. it wouldnt be a good idea for me to come along anyway, idols arent supposed to be married.” i teased and pulled my knees closer to my chest. “then what are we?” syos question made me look up in thought. “well, if any rabid teen girls ask, im your stylist! or… im a girl with an obsession whos stalking you!” i suggested, but syo didnt seem too amused with my ideas. his electric blue eyes bore into me through the screen of the phone.
“i would rather say youre my wife.”
i could feel my face burning all the way up to my ears. “maybe when you officially decide to retire.” i muttered as i started to blow on my nails as well. “when i retire, i want to tell the world that were married.” syo stated as i looked at the phone, feeling my face start to sting from the heat. “and that weve been married for a long time.” i was always against the idea. i saw it as a safety issue, and so did most of the staff in charge of STARISH. an idol is in love with his fans, he should be married to his work. not some girl no one has ever heard of. 
“haha! you havent blushed like that in a long time!” syo snickered as i leaned to hide my face from the screen, laughing to myself as i imagined being in the public eye, hanging off of syos arm. i was scared, but it was also exciting. 
as our nails dried and exhaustion set in, he watched me preform my nightly routine of stuffing my hair into my bonnet and cleaning my glasses. “you have to work tomorrow? i want to look at something less physical for you-”
“i like doing physical stuff.”
“honey, thats what a gym is for… well… actually… no, nevermind.” 
he trailed off and i started to pout. “what? tell me.” i asked before starting to smile. “do i look sexy in my bonnet?” i asked jokingly before starting to pose for the camera with a smile. “yes, as always. but thats not what i was going to say.” his laugh was weak and my smile began to evaporate as i made my way to our shared bed that would be hosting only one person tonight. “you just… look smaller than when i saw you last.” syo explained with a frown as i crawled under the weighted blanket and pulled his pillow closer to my side. 
it still carried his scent of apples and undertones of flora.
“Its just the camera. i look the same.” it might be a lie, ive been working on loosing weight but i didnt think it was noticeable. “... did you really eat dinner?” the sound of hurt in his voice made me feel even guiltier now. “no… but i promise i did eat today. i just dont feel good.” my stomach started to churn. “im sorry…” i apologized, sniffling and quickly wiping away my tears. “im not upset with you. i didnt mean to make you cry…” he trailed off as i turned off the lights and shut off the camera. “im crying because i lied… thats all…” it was just a hard topic. and when he caught me i always felt terrible. “lets talk about something else before bed, like what we want to do when i see you again.”
i smiled and nodded beside the phone as i took my glasses off and dropped them on the nightstand. “can you sleep with me tonight?” i requested meekly as i laid the phone on his pillow, inching closer and closer while wishing he was there beside me. “of course i can.”
we spoke quietly about our date ideas when we finally met again, all while i admired my pastel pinkie nail in the darkness of our bedroom. and i had a feeling syo was looking at the black nail he painted.
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strawberrylind · 2 years
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i love these kids 💕
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just-antithings · 3 years
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kaz11283 · 3 years
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Of Course I'm Here
Characters: Come on you know by now how this goes (Loki x you) (Team x you, platonic)
Warnings: None. And really if you ever see anything that I might need to able as a warning please let me know... I'm the person who forgets there are people out there that get offened by the word F*** if that is an exapmle of anything.
Summary: Mid battle and the avengers keep looking for an answer as to why the God of Lies hasnt showed up yet. Of course you have no idea but at least he proves them all wrong.
ANNOUNCEMENT TIME: hey guys Im back, I know it hasnt been long but I also know I havent been posting every single day like I was, i got into a weird little funk where I didnt want to do anything, I was just feeling completly drained, and I felt bad because I have my little and I didnt even want to play with her because I have just been so TIRED, but I'm feeling better. Work has been kicking my ass here lately and ive been working over 50 hours a week so ive literally been coming in, eatting / feeding the little, getting us ready for bed, and crashing as soon as she falls asleep. But im here now. I will probably be more active on weekends than during the week because I have more time to spend working on stuff but I will be posting also during the week just not daily. At least until after state comes. Thank you so much for the reblogs, likes, comments, follows, and messages please keep them coming! If you would like to be tagged please ask or message, and requests are open. Love you guys so much! 💚💚💚💚💚
Loki Masterlist
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"Y/N, BACK UP I NEED BACK UP! EYES IN THE SKY!" Tony yelled from above, you and Clint stood back to back on a roof top shooting as many bad guys as you could. Clint took aim at another carrier, shooting at the engine causing the entire thing to blow up raining debris and hot metal around you.
"Damnit Clint! Farther away make sure they are farther away!" You yelled popping him on the head with an arrow before aiming it at the thing that was chasing Tony.
"Where is lover boy at? You.sent him the location right?" Nat asked into the com.
"Yes I sent him the location, no I dont know where hes at." You mocked.
"Did you send him the right location?" Sam asked.
"One time, one dam-"
"Language!" Steve chimed in causing everyone to groan. Gun shots where ringing all around you and you could here metal on metal paired with Hulk screams coming from another building over.
"Language." You mocked muting your com son that no one but Clint heard you. "I am a 26 year old woman, I think I'm old enough to cuss if I want." You drew back your bow and sent another arrow flying into another goon that had Nat trapped aginst a wall. She shot you a thumbs up before running off. You hit unmute on your com.
"Jesus, 26? Baby, you sure you don't need to be at a babysitter instead of on a building killing things?" He laughed.
"Dont worry Hawk, when we get done here I've already booked you a nice nursing home to be put into." You put your bow around you and stood on the edge of the building. "I need a better view." You looked round, the top of a taller building caught you eye. "There Hawk, we can cover a better radius from up there, get closer to the action."
"DOES ANYONE KNOW WHEN THE GODS ARE GOING TO BE HERE? WE NEED MORE HELP WERE GETTING TIRED AND OUT NUMBERED!" Tony came over the coms screaming.
"How do we get up there? Or do I even wanna know?" Hawk came to examin where you were talking about.
"Im jumping, you cant tell me that someone wont catch me." You shrug.
"GODS WHERE ARE TH- Y/N DONT YOU DARE JUMP!" Tony stopped and hovered right were you was standing.
"Then take us over there. We need higher ground, we cant cover everyone from down here." You crossed your arms.
"Where are the gods at y/n?" He asked again
"I. Dont. Know. Jesus you guys act like I'm suppose to be there keeper!" A simultaneous you are came from everone through the com causing you to roll your eyes. "Hes gonna be here I swear it! Now take me to the building or I jump. 1.....2....-" Tony grabbed you by the collar of your jacket and flew you to the building.
God these things were everywhere and you were starting to run out of arrows. After shooting another ship and causing it to blow you heard what was unmistakably pounding on the roof top door leading to where you currently was at.
"I have some univited guests about to join my party. Anyone available for some assistance?" You yanked out the two emerald green and silver daggars that your boyfriend had given you not long after you had started dating after throwing your bow around you.
"Buy some time kid, I'm on ground level right now but I can try to get up there as fast as possible." Bucky called over the com.
"Buy some time? Ok. I can do this. I work better from afar but a little hand to hand never hurt anyone, just easier to get stabbed this way." The first of the things busted through the door running straight at you. You jerked out of the way missing his staff by just a few inches. Quickly turning you flipped the dagger like Loki had showed you and stabbed him in his side causing him to fall to the ground before the next one tried to impale you.
"I have two daggers and they have freaking staffs! Back up! WHERE THE HELL AR-" you were interupted by static in the air and a bright light. The bitfrost had just opened up leaving to gods standing in front of you and taking out the remainder ofnthe bad guys. "HES HERE! I TOLD YOU GUYS THEY WERE COMING AND THEY'RE HERE." You pulled two extra coms from you pocket and gave them to Thor and Loki.
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"Always a pleasure to battle beside you Lady y/n." Thor smiled takkng the com and putting it in his ear before taking off again.
Loki sauntered over to you and put his arm around you waist, you put the com in his ear as he rolled his eyes. He leaned down and gave you a quick kiss.
"You got a new outfit." You smiled at him. God the way he looked in his battle clothe always did something to you, the horned helment was a plus.
"You like it." He smirked down at you pulling you closer.
"Your wearing your horns to." You reached up and brushed a peice if hair behind his ear.
"STOP. STOP NOW. WE CAN HEAR EVERYTHING AND ITS GROSS." Tony yelled causing you both to roll your eyes.
"Quick run down, bad guys everywhere, no end in sight, and I'm out of arrows pretty sure Hawk is too." Loki waved his hand over your quiver making more arrows appear.
"I see you had to use your daggers. I am sorry for not being here. Are you hurt anywhere?" He asked stepping away from you to examin you.
"Small cut on the side, nothing I havent dealt with before, Ill be fine. You go make sure Hawk is fully stocked up and help the others. I got a birds eye view of you right here." I leaned in kissing him one more time before smiling at him and pushing him away. He kissed his two finger before placimg them over his heart and you did the same, "always." You both said before he disappered.
You could hear Thor laughing at the chaos going on and Steve trying to direct the god of thunder on what to do. You had learned earlier to just let him do his own thing and he would be fine. Tony was still trying to micromanage everything when you heard Loki mumble something in an old language and his com cut out. You had figured it wouldnt have stayed on to long though but at least you had tried. It had calmed down up on your end so you decided to finally go back down to where Clint was at shooting an arrow with heavy duty rope you glided back down next to him to watch what was going on.
"Hello, earth to y/n." He snapped his fingers in front of your face. You had been to busy staring at Loki and that damn helmet. "I dont even understand why were friends." He rolled his eyes propping up on the ledge watching as the rest of the team secured the last of the bad guys.
"Because we both shoot arrows, because we are both the best in the team, or because we both know we are the best looking one on the team so we have to stick together." You laughed jumping up so you could sit on the ledge.
"The birds can come out of their nest now." Bucky called over the coms causing you both to sigh.
When you and Clint had reached the bottom you walked over to Thor theowing your arms around the big goof ball.
"You are amazing during battle as always." He beemed patting you on the shoulder.
"As always? Thor youve only fought with her twice." Steve said beside you.
"I had a week off. Went to Asguard, spent time with the boys. Someone had to keep them in line." You shrugged like it was no big deal.
"She was amazing!" Thor went on telling the story of the fight you had all gotten into.
"Mothers been asking about you by the way dear. Wants to know if you've decided to come stay for a while." Loki leaned down and whispered in your ear.
"I think I'm leaning toward a yes. I can't stand being away from you, you had been gone forever this time." You reached for his hand as you both walked to the quinjet.
"I was making arrangements to have our room redone. I figured you would come with me." He gave you a knowing smirk as he reached up to take off his helmet.
"Leave the horns on. I have a suprise for you when we get home." You pulled his hand away from his head and smacked his butt.
"You are a little minx." He laughed chasing you into the jet while the rest of the team groaned and rolled their eyes.
"Even if you wasnt moving i would be kicking your ass out! I am so sick of the PDA between you two." Tony hollared after you.
"Leave them alone Tony, they are courting. Im just glad my brother is happy and not trying to stab me." Thor clapped Tony on the back.
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Part One
Important> so this will be written in parts. An example would be: Queen Y/n’s Story. Then the next part would say Mattsun, meaning his story is next.
These will be long so i appreciate and love who decides to stick around with me on this ride. Ive never done multi endings so i hope you enjoy. (Character Bios at the bottom Link)
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Queen y/n
The sun woke you up this time. Harsh rays forcing their way in through the window, curtains swaying lightly. Tooru usually woke you up for his breakfast, he must be out already. Slowly you rose out of the cold bed stretching your arms above your head ready to start the day. You had the castle to yourself it seemed like, thats unusual for a monday.. Wonder where that King is.. Deciding you did not care you got dressed in your expensive dress with the help of your friend Millie, she was your maid and the best friend you could have.
“You look lovely Miss Y/n!” she beamed while giving your corset its final tug to tighten it.
You gasped for breath a few times and shook your head. “Oh Millie, thank you , what should we do today?”
“Huh?! Is the King away?! “ she rushed to your side jumping in place, Millie was wearing her usual maid clothes with her hair tied back in a braid. “Oh my goodness we have the Kingdom to ourselves?!”
“Must be,” you turned to go take a peak outside by the window, the village was coming to life with the sounds of people, chatter and the smell of freshly made bread. It was nice, having the Kingdom to yourself but you were not really enjoying it, as much as you wanted to . the village hated you, refused to even sell to you sometimes. A stroll around would be nice.. But maybe not today..
“Miss Y/n?” Millie rushed over bunching herself into the window too to look out . she smiled taking in the fresh smell of bread, suddenly her eyes got big with stars.
“Its nothing Millie, im just thinking. Sometimes i like to look out this window and pretend im somewhere else.”
“Do you smell that?! It smells like chocolate!!!” she shook you not hearing what you said at first.
“Chocolate? Sweets?” you stood up straight squeezing Millies hand. “Do you think?!”
“I do i do !! he must have returned to us!”
Wasting no time you pulled your friend out of your room and down the many stairs dashing past the other servants paying them no mind. You both pushed the big doors open rushing down to the village to a very familiar carriage that just got into town.
Two doors on the carriage opened, “There they are!!!!!!!” yelled a happy happy voice.
“Satori !!!!” you both yelled with glee. “Our favorite chocolatier!”
The happy red head pretended to faint at the flattery and gave you each a hug. “Oh my goodness ! i dont know what it even say!” he squeezed you both again. “My favorite customers, ive brought you many many new sweets to try, come come! They won't eat themselves!!!”
Hajime & King Oikawa.
The King had not come home to his castle , in fact he was at the Brothel all night with his favorite whores doing everything he dreamed of; everyone loved him there, he was their best customer without a doubt. The constant giggling, money falling off the bed, clothes flying everywhere was just a regular night for the King and the ladies. He had no worries here, nothing to think about, nothing to worry about. The village loved him no matter what he did, and they already hated his wife so this was fine to them. Hajime had stayed close to the brothel all night, waiting for his friend and King to be done. He had brought some papers and quills with him to write down information about other Kingdoms with him. The one in charge of the place, The Madam had always offered for Hajime to do his work inside but he always politely declined.
He was happy sitting outside , his three eyed ravens often joined him and told him new things they had found out. He was sitting comfortably till a shoe hit the back of his head.. It was going to be a long night.
In the morning Hajime went inside to see his King passed out under a bunch of women, he shook his head pinching between his eyes just taking it in. Hajime was a loyal friend , but he hoped that one day his friend would get what's coming to him.
“Oi, King, Tooru, wake up” he kicked his leg on the bed waking up some of the girls who gave him an angry look .
“Sorry loves, “ he smirked as they got up, taking the blanket with them to cover themselves. Chins high, full of attitude. “Oikawa!” He kicked again, waking up his friend.
“Gah…!!! Easy .. “ he rubbed his head and pushed his hair out of his face turning to lay on his side. “What time is it?” he asked very groggy.
“Time to be a King.” Hajime threw the royal clothes at the annoyed King and went to the door. “Ill meet you at the castle , i have some things i wanna discuss”
“Hmph, “ grunted the King as he got out of bed to dress. “Sometimes i wish i was but a lowly peasant, begging for food on the street, no responsibilities, spend all my money on the whores if im lucky, ahhh the life…” Oikawa threw his cape while holding his arm out. “But that will never be!! For i am King Tooru Oikawa!!!”
Mattsun.
The waves gently crashed against The Aoba rocking it gently back and forth. It was a fine ship, the most powerful one in the Kingdom. It won many sea battles , cleaved many enemy ships and saved its share of people. Mattsun loved this ship, it was his baby, his queen. No one could change his mind about the sea, he loved being on it, land not so much. He wanted to travel the world on this ship, live on the sea for the rest of his life.
The sound of cheering could be heard just off the docks, Mattsun rolled his eyes looking towards the village. He was laying on the side of the ship on his back watching the clouds drift by, his right leg dangling off the side of the boat. The King, hisi friend, was greeting and waving at everyone as he walked by. Mattsun rolled into his ship to his feet rolling his shoulders, he placed a hand on The Aoba rubbing gently. “Ill be back, be good okay?” his voice low and full of sadness. He hated having his queen docked. She belonged in the sea.. The open sea. Not tied up like this.. “Dont let anyone come aboard, knock em off okay?” the ship swished and it got a smile out of the man, he hopped over onto the dock taking one last look back before heading to the castle.
Yahaba & Kyotani
“Ive done it!!!” the very loud slam of metal hitting the cold stone alerted Kyotani. He looked up to see Yahaba giggling over a new weapon like a little kid, his hands hovering all around the object as if it was magic . Yahaba was a … questionable blacksmith; he loved to make things, anything! Even things he shouldn't. He was involved with the black market too and they were hsi best customers besides The King and Kyotani.
Kyotani had been laying on his back on some hay inside Yahaba’s stone home with a stray puppy on his chest just watching the clouds from the window. He was always here, if he was not here he was out thieving or fighting or walking in the woods. It was early morning and after a night of wrestling wolves he found himself here, picking up a stray puppy in the village on his travels.
The man got up with the sleepy puppy in his arms, setting it down on the ground. “Past the village, in the woods to the side of the path, is a little home , you'll see a dog there, he looks like you. “ he scratched the strays head. “There's food there,” he said. The little puppy rubbed on Kyotanis hand and rushed off barking full of happiness.
“Hound! Hound come see!!!” said the eager friend.
Kyotani rose to his feet joining the blacksmith behind his work table , he smirked at the two objects. Bracers, brand new, freshly made bracers. Just for him.
“See see ? “ Yahaba pointed to the spikes on the ends of the knuckles and poked one lightly making his finger bleed. “Now you can slice and dice! And cut! And kill!”
“I already kill” he told his friend watching him set the two bracers in water to cool off. “They look perfect, what do i owe you Yahaba”
“Hmm… ive heard the Kingdom over has rare Jade, a precious blue like the ocean”
“Consider it done.” Kyotani took the bracers out of the water to shove in his bag. “Do we have to go to that… meeting…”
Yahaba pouted at his friend and Kyotnai rolled his eyes. “Fucking Oikawa,”
“How much is the debt again?”
Kyotani shot a look at his friend, making him back up with his hands up .
“If i could kill em, i would. “ was all he said, exiting the stone home watching the passing villagers avert their eyes once they saw him.
“I know, have you met his wife ?” yahaba asked, joining his friend
“Didn't know he had one, I feel sorry for her.”
Yahaba slung his arm around his friend's neck while they walked to the Kingdom , footsteps heavy.
Queen Y/N
You had spent the morning with Millie eating chocolate and gossiping with Satori about his travels, he had been all over the world, and he always shared his stories with you , you wanted to see the world, travel, it had been your dream since you were a little girl. You still had hope that one day it would happen. A bell rang making you slump on your friend.
“Duty calls.” you sighed.
“The King must be back” Millie said, pulling you up with her.
“I can hardly contain my excitement.” you teased, giving Satori one more hug. “Thankyou for the morning my friend.”
“Always, “ he kissed your hands, giving you a happy smile.
“You turned to Millie wiping some chocolate off her cheek with a little smirk. “Well, lets go see what my loving husband wants..”
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ajokeformur-ray · 4 years
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✨ Unfiltered Joker thoughts ✨
I watched Joker with a bunch of lovely clowns on my Discord and while they werewolf’d in the chat, I typed out my thoughts here as they came to me. These are unedited, unfiltered, and exactly as they were in my head. I don’t know who’d be interested in this but 🤷‍♀️ who doesn’t love unfiltered thoughts about our man? NSFW ahead in places, lmao and some self-ship elements because it’s always on my mind.
There are Controversial Things within, I’m sure - be nice about it if you wanna comment, or unfollow/block etc. if it bothers you I won’t take it personally. I will take it personally if I’m sent a rude message, though. Fair warning. You curate your own online experience so scroll past silently if you gotta!🥰🥰🥰🥰
Tagging @arthurflecc @jokerownsmysoul @daincrediblegg @sweet-nothings04 bc they were in the chat and missed me there!! 
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OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJO -
*Presses play*
OMG THERE HE IS BABYYYYYYYY ~ 
Ugh that white shirt... 🥵
“paint me like one of your french girls” 👀
oh, honey, no. 
Don’t force yourself to smile, my love, it’s okay. you can be hurting.
sweet angel who can do no wrong asdfghjkl
wanna kiss that tear away...
CARNIVALCARNIVAL CARNIVAL *STARTS SWAYING IN MY SEAT*
jaunty piano to juxtapose his shitty mood
you spin me right round, baby, right round...
ohhh, baby 🥺🥺🥺
someone’s honky lmaoooooo ~ 
that cello
Ohhhh, darling man.... i’m so sorry. I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
WOOPS CRYINGGGG ~
sweet angel love still tryna be funy with the flower squirting...
what else will squirt tonight???👀
ohhh, darling. deep breaths baby. it’s okay. you’re okay.
CRYINGGGGG
ohhhh baby boyyyy....
legit just cooed aloud
oh angel <3 
“is it just me or is it getting crazier out there?”
it is my love... it is. 
let me sit on your lap and still the shaking of your legs
ohhhh my love. you’re okay. just breathe.
Dr. Kane was doing her best but you’re beyond what she can handle
you deserve better, sweetheart.
my love, my life.
I JUMPED WHEN HE HIT HIS HEAD IN ARKHAM
“who knows?”
yeah me too, my love. me too. 
“i just dont wanna feel so bad anymore”
oh baby.
i know, my love. i wish i could hold your hand and stroke your hair and kiss your cheeks 🥺🥺🥺
had a shitty day but wants to comfort a child on the bus. thats my manssss ~ <3 <3 <3 
okay but his peekaboo makes me giggle please do that to me when im sad
“‘cuse you bitch?”
the greasepaint still on his face is endearing omg 
GIVE HIM BACK HIS CARD OR IMMA RIOTTTT
CRYINGGGGG 
ohhhh baby. no. deep breaths. i’m here, my love. not going anywhere
those fucking steps
me too, darling. i feel your exhaustion like it’s my own and i long to take it from you without changing a single thing about you.
my love, my life
the weariness of an unchanged routine is a paralysing one
wanna rub cream on your bruises
“yeah, mum” so soft im cry
“eat. you need to eat” i hear you in my head when i wanna skip meals and it helps me.
“oh yeah? who do you talk to?” YES SASS HER
“yay murray” ohhhhh angel you’re so cute I’m cry 🥺
murray you wankstain - old and crusty 🤮🤢🤮🤢
arthur’s laugh in his daydream 🥺🥺
“i love you murray” // “you’re awful murray” baby noooooo
“theres something special about you arthur” the only real thing murrat ever fuckin said AND IT WASNT EVEN A REAL THING IT WAS IN HIS HEAD
“I TAKE GOOD CARE OF MY MOTHER” YEEEES BABY YOU DO! SO PROUD OF YOU!!!
just wantin recognition in your daydreams bc you dont get it in your real life
YOU SWEET THING
HIS SWEET SMILE AND THE CELLO OH BABY 🥺😭
YOUR BACK 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭
shoes are too tight so you gotta stretch em 
can you stretch me too???👀🥵💦🔥
“chuckletown” RANDALLS LEGACY AND WE TURNED IT INTO SMTHN LOVING AND NOT SARKY LIKE HE INTENDED LMAO FUCK YOU RANDALL YOU PIECE OF SHIIIIIIIIT
arthur’s hair in the sun omg like a halo
randall fuck off fucking fuck off go aWAY LEAVE MY ARTHUR ALONE
you asswipe
arthurs shy and nervous lil giggle omg baby say no give the gun back its not well intended 
“my boy”  AHA LMAO HE DOES PAY YOU BACK BUT NOT HOW YOU EXPECT LMAOOOO YOU GET WHAT YOU DESERVE
THOSE CURLS
arthur’s sweet little lilting voice in front of his boss omggggg ~ 
HOYYYYYYT 
his logic makes no sense wtffffff ~ 
RETAIL SMILE LMAO THATS A MOOD 
brewing insanity..... 
POUND ME LIKE THOSE TRASH BAGS
RUIN ME AND THEN REBUILD ME IN YOUR IMAGE 
those mf stairs again
it’s the same old team since 1916... in your head, in your head...
never in my LIFE have i been aroused by a FOOT
lmao only Arthur istg that man is the exception to my every rule
Gigi is so CUTE 🥺
THAT SMIRK SIR CAN YOU NOT
“hey” omggg look at you tryna connect ugh so proud of youuu ~ 
the moon is a silver dollar... 
THOSE CURLS
THOSE BARE FEET
THAT SOFT VOICE
ARTHURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR 
frances conroy is a goddess omg i love herrrr ~ 
espesh on ahs she’s a queen
but i digress lmao wrong fandom
“dont you have to be funny to be a comedian”
FUCK OFF PENNY 
FUCK RIGHT OFF THEN FUCK OFF SOME MORE PLEASE
slap that bass.... 
FINGERSSS ON THE GUN ASDFGHJ PUT THEM ON ME INSTEADDDD
zoom zoom the world is in a mess
LMAO YEP
“psh” omg you sweet angel asdfghjk
THAT EYEBROW RAISE ASDFGHJK SASSY KINGGGGG
GET ITTTTTT
UGH THAT BODY WANNA COVER IT IN MARKS OF LOVE TO REPLACE THE VIOLENT MARKS
ARTHUR @ HIMSELF “YOURE A GOOD DANCER // I KNOW”
omggggg sweet clumsy babyyyy
lmaooo “old war movie” do you tell penny that when we get caught having sex on the sofa????
arthur honey following sophie isn’t.... the best way to get her attention asdfghjk 
someone needs to teach you social interactions... 
I VOLUNTEER AS TRIBUTTTTTE
that student/teacher roleplay comedian at pogos makes no sense to me???? i dont get his jokes at all
lmao bad comediannnnnn
arthur’s cute lil mistimed giggles ksksksksk 
wanna kiss your cheeks every timmmme 
you’re working so hard to achieve your goals im so so proud of you
ambidextroussss ~ (just like me omg we’re perfect for each otherrrrr)
“people expect you to behave as if you dont” YOU INTELLIGENT LIL SHIT OMG I LOVE YOU AND YOUR MIND
you know its a daydream if arthurs wearing a shirt at home 
his shy “yeah” omggggg ~ angelllll 
“i have a gun i can come by tomorrow” LMAOOOOOOOO 
“youre so funny arthur” YES HE IS DREAM!SOPHIE
CARNIVAL CARNIVAL CARNIVAL
I ACTUALLY STOMP MY FEET HERE BC IM HAPPY FOR THE TIME HES ON SCREEN SWEET CLOWN 
THE ONLY ONE IM NOT AFRAID OF
HES SO SO HAPPY OMGGG
BABY BOYYYY IN HIS ELEMENT
SAD THO BC KIDS ARE TERMINALLY ILL 
bestest party clownnnn 
“I love this job” oh baby 🥺🥺
aaaaaaaaand now the betrayal from randall lmao fuck that dude
NO BB YOUR FOREHEAD NO SMASHY GLASSY
LMAO THE FUCK ERIKA???
dudes 35 not a kid 
throwing greasy chips into a girl’s hair isn’t how to flirt my dude lmao you’re gross??? 
ew
EW EW EW WIGGLE YOUR CHIPS ELSEWHERE
ohhhh arthur, honey no omg breathe it’s okay
you wanna help but you dont know how
you sweet thing 
send in the clowwwwwwwwwwwwwwns ~ 
IM CRYINGGGGG
“they couldnt carry a tune to save their lives”
JOEKR ITS NOT YOUR TIME YET GO AWAYYYY
lmao jokes stay you know im lost without you 
HOW CAN YOUR HAIR LOOK SO GOOD AFTER BEING UNDER A WIG ALL DAY ?????
carnival with arthur’s hair is just 👌👌👌👌
WHERES HIS CARDDDDD 
nooooooo omg baby no omg i wish i could take all those punches for you
i’d take it all in a heartbeat to save you
gritting his teeth not taking in anymore
YES BABY GET EEEEEEM
YES YES YES YES STAND UP FOR YOURSELF SO PROUD OF YOU
first 2 self defence, 3rd one unsure lmao but fuck it 
no PUT THE GUN AWAY FROM YOUR FACE BABY ITS OKAY DONT FORGET YOUR BAG OR YOUR WIG ITS EVIDENCE
KILL THE 3RD COVER YOUR TRACKS
GOOD BOYYYYYY
carnival with blood on face = killing your insecurities
8 bullets from a 6 chamber????? mm-hm lmao i know @daincrediblegg wrote a thing on this once lmao bestest Egg is smart and i love her muchly 🥰🥰🥰🥰
run baby run, dont ever look backkk... (check yes juliet)
BATHROOM SCENE BATHROOM SCENE BATHROOM SCENE
fuck me against that dirty counter
joker’s waking uuuuuuuup....
that cello though unffff 👌
got me clenchinnnnn you fluidddd ~ 
and in his eyes, all the sadness of the world. those pleading eyes that both threaten and adore (phantom of the opera)
my brain is 90% song lyrics 
hes so graceful and ethereal so full of pain and of love and of adventure and worth and need and yearning
my sweet boy
my wonderful angel
my fallen angel
T POSEEEEE
DAYDREAM KISSSSS
ugh push me against the wall and shove your hand down my panties and take whats yours 
please and thanks
so confident
so smooth
so sure
unf
take me angel im all yours 
and my name is carnival
SASSY BOYYYYY
I SAY BOY BUT YOURE A MAN LMAO 
YESSSSSS TELL THEMMMMMMMM 
LMAOOOOOO RANDALL SEEMS LEGIT CONFUSED PFFFT
TOUGH SHIIIIIIIT
LMAOOO PUNCH OUT
BUSTING A LUNNGGGGG
HE DOESNT KNOW HIS OWN STRENGTH
OR HIS OWN LIMITS
“DONT SMILE”
MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD
nothin worse than being told to smile when you really wanna bare your teeth and let rip
aka me every fuckin minute of my life 
SHUSH ME SHUSH ME SHUSH ME
ILL CRY BUT DO IT
LMAOOOOO CHOKE ME WITH THOSE BICEPS 
ILL GO OUT DOIN WHAT I LOVE
YOUUUUUUU 
“gotham’s lost its way” ok trump
“thats not funny” SHUT UP PENNY YES IT IS
STOP SMOTHERING ARTHUR LET HIM BE FREE
“nobody ever saw me. even i didnt know if i really existed”
and
“you dont listen do you”
BOTH ARE MOODS
i feel them so hard
hes so sure of himself in this session
so angry and done and weary
“people are starting to notice” ALMOST A YEAR OF YOU BEING NOTICED
that green jumper omggg 
good luck getting me out of it pfffft 
“erika have you seen my - oh, there it is. never mind.”
want it back???? payment is kissessss
EW SEXIST COMEDIAN
arthur honey stop primping youre perfect <3 <3 <3 
im so so proud of youuuuu
COLLARBONEEEEEES
OMG HE STUMBLES UP THE STEPS DARLINGGG
I wish i could hold your hand while youre on stage and comfort you while you deliver your jokes
just breathe, darling. it’s okay. i’m here, i promise. <3 
every time you gag on your laughter my heart clenches
CRYINGGGGG
oh, my love, it’s okay. just breathe. dont fight it. dont fight yourself 
you’re so good at imitating your ma pfffft 
lmaoooo you’re so funny arthur 
WOO BOI DONT FLASH YOUR PORN PAGES AT THE AUDIENCE 
givin me ideas.... 
SMILE THOUGH YOUR HEART IS ACHING
SMILE EVEN THOUGH IT’S BREAKING 
WHEN THERE ARE CLOUDS IN THE SKY
YOU’LL GET BY
SMILE THROUGH YOUR FEAR AND SORROW
SMILE
AND MAYBE TOMORROW
YOULL SEE THE SUN COME SHINING THROUGH
arthur is my sunshine
EXCUSE ME HEART EYES OMGGGG
ME AND ARTHUR HEART EYESING AT EACH OTHER PFFFFFT 
gonna put people off their food doin that 
thats life
arthur’s imitations and those soft curls and the dancing and the - 
erika.exe has stopped working 
“come on dance with me”
👀👀👀👀👀👀👀
i prefer the horizontal dance myself...
“big date”
“deliver the letter”
NARCISSISM 
ARTHUR YOU DESERVE BETTERRRRRRRRRR
IS IT BAD HIS EYEBROWS TURN ME ON?? SO THICK AND DARK AND STRONG I - 
and those eyes
ugh fuck meeee ~ 
yes thats an invitation
penny “needs care” but her handwriting is that neat???? yeah fuck off 
sorry i dont buy it
she was grooming him i think into some kinda husband role and its fucking gross as fuck she was abusing him and he just wanted her gone 
CUTE LIL NOSTRIL FLARES BC SAD AND ANGRY
OMG
his quiet anger scares me but i admire how he calmed down so fast
angry penguinnnnn
HE CARRIES HIS CLOWN NOSE AROUND IN HIS POCKET
CUUUUUUUTE
the similar clothing colours of arthur and bruce is v def intentional 
in another life, arthur....
i’m so sorry darling you deserved and deserve so much better
legit one small change in anything coulda prevented 80% of this film
your magic tricks are gorgeous ~ 
you’re so funny and soothing and comforting and so good with kids
you are the best party clown
I GASPED AT THE FLOWERS
like my server nameee ~ 
“hi” that soft noise 🥺
arthur’s hands on those bars omg 🥵🥵🥵
okay i’ll admit i still dont get the whole arthur/thomas thing lmao is he his dad???? ive seen this film 10000000 x and i still can’t decide.
i wanna say he is but like ??? idk ??
it’s tragic either way omg arthur’s wasted in gotham
ruuuun arthur run run runnnnnnnn 
the bg music isss 👌👌👌👌
arthur accidentally caused penny’s stroke bc med w/drawal but all that abuse, like ????? i get why he kept her sedated lmao i’d want her knocked out or smthn too
7 meds between the two of them, probably.... that might be why he wanted an increase???
you gotta lie, angel.
you’re in way over your head but lie
yeeees good boy!!
“a clown thing?“ lmaoooo tell them!!!
NO ITS EXIT ONLY
KINDA LIKE MY ASS LMAO NO ANAL FOR YOU 
he just wants love and comfort and for someone to stay omg you sweet thing 
you deserve the world and all the forehead kisses 
TURN THE TV OFF
TURN IT OFF
TURN IT - 
OH TOO LATE
arthurrrrr ~ 
its like a car crash lmao you know its coming but you cant stop looking
fuck off murrat
FUCK OFF SOME MORE
oooooooh thats a danger face....
lowkey want it between my thighs lmao use me to work out your frustrations i can take it 
“kill the rich” lmao relatable 
this film revealed to me that i have a flexible morality ksksksk im all for it though 
sleepy bb ~ 
“we are all clowns” ALSO RELATABLE
🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡🤡
arthurs thriving in the crowd omg yes baby looks so happy
flashes of joker comin throughhh... 
sneaky baby...
quick on his feet, light on his sense... 
tread lightly on my ground, (abba; andante)
THE RED THEATRE SUIT OMG FORESHADOWWWW
he looks good in red
he looks good out of red too 👀👀
that is the smile of the world’s most precious angel omg babyyyy ~ 
he makes me smile omg hes my sunshine
my love my life 
you saved my soul do you know that??? do you feel me and how much i love you? do you see me and these tears? 
do you feel me like i feel you?
ohhhhh boy here we go asdfdgfhgjhk arthur going to meet his dad, only asking for love and instead he gets punched in the face
i mean i get it bc of what arthur did to bruce with the whole hands in the mouth thing but bruce is barely mentioned, like an afterthought?
thomas has a nasty temper i wouldnt want him for a dad
thomas legit only mentions bruce after he’s punched arthur its like his only thought is really protecting himself and his rep with the whole penny thing
his son comes after; legit as he’s walking away he mentions bruce so hes obvs not that concerned????
shitty dad award lmao
not that what arthur did is okay im not excusing his admittedly misguided and lowkey creepy actions but like ????
lmao prob gonna get hate for this ^^ like i did last time i mentioned it but i dont care im allowed an opinion
too tired to care rn anyways pfffft its storming so bad outside and my wifi has dipped idk if this’ll save
c’mon wifi, for me... 
yes
arthur didnt have an attack til he got called crazy, its a trigger word for him 😭
oh baby its okay, deep breaths.
dont fight your laughter, that’ll make it worse 
the way he bounces back from that punch though - you know how to take it, dont you, my love?
you sweet thing.
i wish i could get you out of that fridge omg baby those old ones lock - how did you get out ????
meds are wearing off now.....
darling say no to the show lmao you dont wanna go
*facepalm*
every time i watch this i hope it turns out different
it never does
arthur honey dont ask questions you dont want the answers to
that clerk was protecting you not letting you see the file
that clerk and gary were the only ones nice to you
but it wasnt enough
you needed love and support and help and guidance 
and instead you got literal and metaphorical punches and no break
the hand puppet omgggg ~ 
i want him to play peekaboo with me when im sad/upset/make a hand puppet over my shoulder aszdxfcghvjbkn
ohhhhhh darling stop reading stop reading stop reading
put it down. 
this entire scene is confusing and heartbreaking
ive seen this film 10000000 x and im still not sure i fully understand
his laughing is so much like sobbing here
omg moonshine its okay you can cry. let it all out. 
newspaper clips in a real file???? mmmm - unprofessional or arthur’s manifestation of news??
🤔
we love pathetic fallacy in this house
i wanna get you in the shower and wash you down and feed you and wrap you in my warm embrace “i had a bad day”
my dark angel, it’s okay. i’m here. i love you and im staying with you no matter what
sophie was his last hope, his last chance to reconnect
again im not excusing it lmao but im saying i understand him
hes touching everything to experience it for the first time
he knows shes a daydream
hes self-aware but he needs his coping mechanisms
we all do it
not the breaking in, i mean the daydreaming 
“i had a bad day” shatters my black, shrivelled heart 💔💔💔💔💔💔
ohhh, darling.
istg you’re the only person i ever fucking coo at 
finger-guns = reconnecting = remember me see me
but i guess to sophie it came across as ominous/creepy??
poor arthur trying so hard to reconnect to people and he just cant do it he doesnt have the social know-how bc no one bothered to ever teach him
again im not saying its okay im just saying
lmao i hate how i always feel like i have to justify myself even before thats called into question pffft the internet is cruel and prev times ive voiced myself ive been sent rude messages and once bitten twice shy
the sword forgets but the tree remembers
hes sobbign and laughing and its gut-wrenching
that neighbour yelling “shut up” better catch these hands imma square up
have some compassion dickwad
you never know what someones going through so be kind
always always be kind
^^^ film takeaway right there
if looks could kill penny would be 6 feet under
OH WAIT LMAOOOO 😂😂😂😂😂😂
in killing her he sets himself free. but the trauma and the damage done to him leaves him open to more of the same bc hes so vulnerable
that heart-rate monitor went quiet so quickly did he tune it out????
OMG THE WAY HE REHEARSES FOR THE SHOW YOU SWEET MAN OMG YOU DESERVE THE WORLD
sir thats my seat lmao my throne of red
“yeah? all of you? okay” 🤡🤡🤡
us lining up to fuck him into next week 😂
THATS LIFEEEEE ~ 
the fuck kinda hair dye you usin’???
CHOKE ME W THOSE BICEPS
DANCIN TOGETHER IN THE BATHROOM
THOSE HIPS DONT LIEEEEE 👀👀
scissors = pre-med murder but triggered by “my boy” - term used by abusers. 
poor angel’s triggered by lots of things, i think. theres no telling what triggers his violence and thats what makes him dangerous
could be anything and theres also no telling what his “you wronged me” scale is so ??? 
he’s like a kicked dog... lashes out when hes had so much and wont/cant take anymore
“COMING” yeaaaaah i bet....👀
“i stopped taking my medication and i feel a lot better now” GET OUT GET OUT THATS A RED FLAG OUUUUUUUUUUT YOU GO
OOOOOH JOKER’S LAUGH IS OUT - HES MOCKING YOUUUU AND YOU DONT EVEN KNOW IT BOY’S SMARTICLES
this is why arthurs so dangerous. he looks lithe and weak and fragile but he takes down a man twice his size with scissors in one hit
do not underestimate him it’ll be the last thing you ever do
I WANNA LICK THE BLOOD OFF HIS FACE
BRITISH ACCENT ON POINT 
LMAO he’d so mock me for mine 😂
“you were the only one who was ever really nice to me” a moral codeeee; flexible morality like meeee ~ 
okay but he so made gary jump bc he knew gary was too scared to move otherwise
loooooving the gallows humour with the door lock PFFFT
gotham slept on arthur dude’s hilarious
OH OMH OMG OMGOMOMGOMGOMGOMGOKMG JOKER JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKER
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
MY LOVE MY LIFE MY CLOWN MY HUSBAND OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG
IM CRYINGGGGGGGG
JOKERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
JOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKERJOKER
I CANT BREATHE FUCK OMFFFFF LOOK AT HIIIIIIM
LOOOOOOOOOK LOOK LOOK ASZDXFCGVHJBKLKJHGFDSZDXFGHJHKJLKJHGFD
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MY LOVE MY LIFE MY JOOOOOOOOOOOOOOKER
JOKERJOKERJOKER
LMAO HE’D BE GIGGLING AT ME RIGHT NOW OMGGGG
lmao let randall rot there fuck hiiiiiiim (and not in the fun way)
i want Joker to touch my clit like he did the lift button 👀
ohhhhh look at you having fun on the stairrrs
happy babyyyy ~ 
dancing  towards what you believe to be your death
so glad you changed your punchline at the last minute you didnt deserve to die
SWEET FLAWLESS ANGEL I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU
his “oh” when the cops come lmaooooo ~ 
he does that when you grind down hard on him...👀
so used to pain he gets up from being hit by a car and carries on 😔
run baby run...
hes so agile and so quick on his feet
thinks fast too
arthur for fuck’s sake dont you dare stop
you’re almost there, my love.
im so so proud of you
SASSY DANCING ANGELLLL
i love that smug smirk he has and that chuckle omg lmaooooo ~ 
i’d do anything to see you look at me with such pride
ooof you look so angry in the subway but i’d happily cup your face in my hands and smother you in kisses
your eyes red rimmed with tears. youve been sweating and crying ohhhh ~ 
my love omg you didnt want this, you didnt want the riots and you dont know how it spun so outta control and you didnt choose this
i so desperately want to be with you right now
“i dont believe in anything” THATS OKAY I DIDNT NEED MY HEART ANYWAY
I MEAN ITS ALREADY YOURS BUT YOURE STANDING ON IT OUCH
💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔
“mm-hm” i love that little noise
“i love dr sally” BITCH YOU HAVE A WIFE AT HOMEEEE
“THATS WHAT YOU CALLED ME ON THE SHOW. A JOKER. DO YOU REMEMBER?” THATS SUCH A DANGEROUS LOOK ON HIS PERFECT FACE LMAO MURRAY HAD ONE CHANCE TO CHANGE HIS MIND AND APOLOGISE AND HE DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT LMAO
fuck ‘em, Joker.
You deserve better
GET
THAT
FUCKING
GUN
AWAY
FROM
YOUR 
FACE
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
all that pain in his eyes....
oh, darling. how did no one see you????
his backstage dancing got me 💦💦💦
hes so ethereal and mysterious, so free yet so constrained, so beautiful and so himself
i love him i love him i love him i love him
smile playing as he comes out on stage lmao even now hes being told what to do and how to act
hes never free
spinny baby
you spin me right round...
he suits the stage so well
lmao woop sexual assault (kissing dr sally without consent) isnt a good move Joker but damn what a first kiss...
never thought i’d be jealous of an elderly woman but here we are 🤡
he looks so good under the lights omg so crisp....
wanna mess and smear it uuuuup
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you’re all being mocked and none of you fucking know it lmao get wrecked
memory problems bcof the notebook + “get it right” - he really cares
ohhhhhh baby come on change your punchline, come on....
okay but that drunk driver joke does make me giggle lmao it’s so out there and honestly my sense of humour is just as dark as his is
i just sHIVERED 🥵
“arthur” HE SAID CALL HIM JOKER DONT BE RUDE
ohhhhh i’m cryingggg 😭😭😭😭😭😭
i cant watch this without crying ohhhh all that pain, all that suffering and all that anger, confusion and betrayal. a mental breakdown on nat tv and no one sees him. how the fuck are you all so blind?????
“mur-rray” LMAO YOU FUCK MY NAME I FUCK YOURS
SAY IT JOKER IM SO SO PROUD OF YOUUU
hes speaking facts
“they couldnt carry a tune to save their lives” and that eye roll and groan yes we stan a dramatic CLOWN
this is fucking heartbreaking omg “i dont care about anything” but then he rants in the next minute - so unpredictable and dangerous and untamed but so so pretty in his pain so beautiful and so free
but hes not free... not really
“werewolf” as a verb omg only you could make that work
im so fucking proud of you
“youre awful murray” ooooooooh....
LMAO JOKER’S JOKE BLEW MURRAT’S MIND
hes crying and shaking and no one ??? sees him ???? how????
i legit dont understand how people just dont see him? people see what they wanna see but it’s right there???
he seems almost surprised by the fact he killed him
YES GRAB MY FACE LIKE YOU DID THE CAMERA PLEASE
IN THE WHITE ROOOOOOOOOM
UGH I LOVE THIS SONG SO FUCKING MUCH ITS SUCH A FEEL GOOD SONG
GOTHAM IS SO PRETTY WHEN ITS ON FIRE OMG ITS SO ALIVE
I LOVE THE ENERGY THIS SCENE GIVES OFF
ITS LIKE HOW JOKER HIMSELF MAKES ME FEEL
ALIVE
his little “hi” like they can hear him 🥺🥺🥺🥺
his laughter omggg sweet angelllllll ~ 
“i know. isn’t it beautiful?” YES IT IIIIIS
AND SO ARE YOU
OH NO OMG NO NO NOPEEEE
this scene always scares me even though i know hes okay pffffft 
the birth of joker lmao
be careful with him please hes precious cargo
omggg i wanna sit on that car and wipe his blood away and help him to get home so i can patch him up
lmao im a scaredy cat til my loved ones are threatened then i scare up this fawn bites
i wanna help Joker to get help and support
i wanna love him through it all, the good and the bad
his slow dancing always gets me omg it’s arthur, still there, still suffering, still unseen and unloved
hes crying and hes in pain
blood smile - my inside is on the outside now and it still hurts
he didnt want any of this. he chose his name ubt not what came with it
my poor clown...... 
CRYINGGGGGG AGAIN
HIS GENUINE LAUGHTER SENDS ME OMG ITS SO PRETTY
i wanna make him laugh like that
it always makes me smile omg those cute lil hiccups 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺
THATS LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIFE
i love the audio muted during the scene he sings it omgg it’s so prettyyyy ~ i like to pretend hes singing to me sometimes asdfghjk
metaphorical or literal blood???
hes accepted who he is now.
hes free
dancing in the white light like an angel
i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love him i love hiiiiiiiiiim ~ 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖
~ THE END ~
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The walk back took almost the entire night, and she gladly gave Vegeta what he asked for. Silence. Cold complete silence. She is still in this vice grip as well as Vegeta’s grip… The thrill and fun of being in the Great Ape Princes grip had long passed before he even held her. SHe was pissed. Like a pouty child who didn’t get their way. Rightfully so.. 
The sun crested the horizon and just started to dip away from view just like the moons despite the consistent  fact of her being held like this, the scene was really pretty. Evenings that were reminiscent of beautiful purple, blues and pinks, splashed with bright bands of stars and asteroids that would hurtle over head from the closest belt.. Absolutely gorgeous. If only she could voice it without being chastised like a child.
Finally the base was within view. “I ought to thank you for being so considerate and quiet for me.. For once you actually listen.” His voice remained flat in his booming voice. He unwrapped her from the icy cold grip of the To-Rotian Zombie, like a banana. Where she dusted her arms off and jumped from his palm without a word or a thanks. Calamatta coldly entered the code to get into the ship and disappeared before Vegeta could even begin to shrink.
Vegeta watched this unfold, only becoming more and more annoyed, utter disrespect and cold. “Ungrateful little..” He muttered returning to size and walking right into the ship, his fist clenched tight and jaw stiff. This girl was in for it. “Hey! Woman!! Is this the thanks i get for saving your life so graciously.” Calamatta walked to the holomap and opened it up again to see the newly updated map, a map that was constantly updated by the mother ship, the barren city was now wiped from the map. Vegeta seethed and stood point blank behind her. "I am speaking to you, Calamatta. look at me, thats an order." Vegeta tapped his fingers on his bicep, impatient. he flipped his bangs abit out of his face and stared through the back of her head.
Calamatta took a breath and turned. "You wanted a thank you.. for what… yelling at me when i was following orders? Or for me getting caught by that much bigger fucking monstrocity." She furrowed her brows, the annoyance from her voice was palpable and her one cute c shaped tail hung low close to the ground.
 "If you paid attention a bit you wouldn't have gotten caught." Vegeta was cold and direct, as a more experienced Saiyan he had every right to be more arrogant but this is her second mission out. "Well so-rry Vegeta this is still my 2nd goddamn mission, didnt think youd make this such a big freakin 'deal." She went to turn around and was promptly grabbed by the wrist and jerked back around to meet the prince's sharp black eyes and finger pointing at her face.
 She twitched. "It's a 'big-freakin-deal' when im pulling the weight between the both of us. Each time we've seen those things you're grabbed making you the weakest link of the both of us" Calamatta's teeth grit and a vein formed in her forehead. She got closer to him making it apparent who the taller saiyan was. "Get your damn finger out of my face and stop talking down to me, i'm getting fed up with it"
 Vegeta felt a twinge in his gut. He didn't know if it was guilt or blatant aggravation for this whole situation. If he weren't in his Great Ape form he would have been as good as dead as well as her and that much was obvious. "Next time you do anything foolish, don't expect me to save your ass. Are we clear?" 
She closed her eyes and gulped.. there's that heartache again. Her tail thumped to the floor and her eyes went back to the map. "Yes, Vegeta…" she responded obediently. Vegeta turned and made his way to the bathroom to wash up and breathe before he snapped. First disrobing his gloves. "Frieza was right…" her voice cracked, eyes glued shut as she turned from him. Vegeta heard it loud and clear. It made him stop in his tracks. What is he right about? Does she know something he doesn't? He turns halfway. 
"Calamatta." She darts her eyes up from her unwrapping her hands from her tight hand wraps and offers a hum as a response, looking over her shoulder. "Make dinner for us when i get back out." She huffed a sigh as he closed and locked the shower door, sighing heavily. 
Calamatta did as she was told. She made dinner fit for two saiyans. Frozen meat that was still delicious and bloody, noodles, potatoes, an enormous crustacean creature with enough meat to share some alcohol and water. They turned off the holomap and she lain out the food on the table waiting for him. She disrobed the armor and let it clunk to the ground. Taking sips of some of the previous crew unopened stash. 
Vegeta showered himself off of the blood and sweat from the carnage he set forth, his face looking up at the shower head. His brain was although elsewhere: Calamatta and how he can utilize her.. He is here for her after all. Though their lifelong friendship was amicable its recently become aggressive… he excused that for simply her being under-utilized as a Saiyan. That doesnt excuse her natural strength though; her under-utilized strength was still absolutely on par with his own. How can he see himself how strong she is without wasting another moment of time terraforming. It hit him as he grinned and stopped the shower. 
He can fight her.
Vegeta exited the bathroom in his clothing but no armor his freshly washed hair hung in his face and he had a smug little shit earing grin on his face. “Whats with the smile? Its freaking me out.” He seated himself opposite the Saiyan and pulled some to his side to eat and started chowing down. “Eat. Then afterwards were going to fight” “What? Why? Isnt that a waste of time?” She asked scarfing down food voraciously. As if shes never eaten a day in her life. “Not entirely. You want to prove your worth to me then you will fight me and win. That is if you can even lay a hand on me.” She rolls her eyes and flicks her tail back and forth. Vegeta did something he rarely did. He let his tail relax. 
It curled into an s shape behind him and the tip remained stagnant. “Fine, dont bitch when i beat you though, wouldnt want to see the prince cry.” Her infectious bravado came out once again, her eyes narrowing at the prince before her. Vegeta growled and tore meat from bone. “Ill make you eat those words, Cala…” “Im going to comb those stupid bangs out of your face, im tired of talking to a curtain of hair.” Vegeta pounded his chest, swallowing potatoes quickly. “Your not going anywhere near my face with anything.” She chuckles and clears plates off with ease, guzzling down water and sharing alcohol with the prince who put the liqour away with ease.
Vegeta stood and gestured with his head. “Cmon, one round of me putting you in your place then off to sleep..” She springs to her feet and slips on her white boots. “I cannot wait for your to eat your damn words.” She chuckles and presses the button on the wall, he stops her, noticing shes not putting her armor on. “No armor?” “Nope! I wanna kick your ass and make you look at mine…” Vegeta scoffed and watched the saiyan leave the safety of the base with her arms crossed and tail flicking behind her as she took to the sky, only illuminated by the light of the waning gibbous. “If i win, Im combing your stupid hair back.” She promises cracking her knuckles mid air. Eyes narrowed and ready to brawl. “Pff… If i win you do as i say no questions asked, if so im going to give a negative report to frieza.” She gasps meeting eyes with the saiyan prince and a twinge of fear in her eyes. “What! You wouldnt dare!" Vegeta sneered and grinned menacingly, with a competitive look in his eye. "Try me, cmon. Show me what your made of"
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shhh-no-ones-home · 3 years
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dinner and a gun show din djarin x reader
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"In the heat of the moment, whether this is in the fight, chase, or the characters are under gunfire; they escape and get cover. However not all is well then Character A turns around to see Character B leaning heavily against a wall, clutching at their side. Character B slowly looks up  and shows a blood covered hand  before saying, "So, slight problem" before collapsing to the floor."
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when we landed on this planet we didnt expect to find what we did. imperial troops were practically crawling through town like rats which only meant trouble. as we walked down the street din kept his hand at my back, the other against his gun holster and a watchful eye on the locals. i was just as on edge, fingers gripped tightly to my blaster as we entered the cantina, ducking past more soldiers in white.  
we both looked around for a second before choosing a table in the back, sitting and watching those around us intently. when the small woman approached us i could see him draw his weapon under the table. she wasnt a threat though, not like the troopers were, who guarded all the doors and entrances.
"ah, some new faces. refreshing."
she said with a smile and i titled my head, trying to figure her out.
"what can i get you two?"
i looked to din for a second then back to her.
"three entrees of tip-yip and rice, but we wont be staying to eat."
she eyed din before nodding.
"ill be right back."
i watched as din looked around the bar again.
"something is wrong."
he said, shifting in his seat. i looked to the troopers at the door, noticing them talking amongst each other as well as into their coms. i frowned.
"we need to get out of here as soon as possible."
i said, moving to stand. i halted when the woman came back, three leaf wrapped pouches tied together being placed onto the table top. we looked at each other like we'd both been caught with our hands in a sweets pot.
"thank you."
din said, sliding the large silver coins her direction. she nodded once, sliding them off the edge of the table and leaving.
"come on, im sure he's hungry."
i said, grabbing the pouches by the string and holding them to me. he holstered his blaster and stood up too, his hand making its way back to my lower back as we left, ducking past the troopers. as we walked through town i was getting more antsy, noticing more troopers talking on their coms and looking at us.
"do you think they know?"
i said quietly, not looking to din behind me.
"i dont know."
he said but i knew he was lying.
"should we run?"
i asked. we were so close to the edge of town. we just had to get through the trees to the clearing we had landed the razorcrest in.
"no, we dont want to tip them off."
i looked over as a few boarded speeders.
"you dont think their tipped off already?"
i said, nodding their way.
"yeah, youre right."
he said in defeat, drawing his blaster as we reached the gate.
"you ready?"
he asked, making his way to  my side and i nodded, grabbing my own blaster from my hip.
"hey!"
i heard from behind us, turning to see the trooper with his large blaster pointed to us.
"where is the child?"
he asked and i looked to mando before we both took off. as we ran there were blasts all around us, setting red rings through trees and singing edges of the tall grass.
"shit."
he grumbled as we ran. it wasnt far, but it was far enough.
"i would just like to go on record and say that this was your idea."
i said, holding the package closer to my body, shooting wildly behind me as we ran. din did the same, trying to keep pace beside me.
"if we make it out alive ill honor that claim."
he said, breathing heavily through his mask as we blasted again and again.
"good."
i said through a huff, truing to look at them on their speeders starting to gain on us. when i turned back around i could see the ship just ahead. i closed my eyes for a second, trying to inhale the warm air, not wanting it to be my last. when i opened them mando wasnt beside me anymore. i looked back as he lagged a little behind.
"keep up mando!"
i yelled, turning back to shoot at the perpetrators.
"i am."
he grumbled, firing back too.
"how did they even know it was us?"
i complained, turning forward again, trying to pick up the pace.
"someone must've tipped them off at the fueling station on the last planet. we arent exactly inconspicuous, even without the child."
he paused for a breath.
"you didnt tell anyone we were coming here did you?"
he accused, the two of us bobbing and weaving between the trees now as we got closer. i rolled my eyes.
"of course i didnt, im not an idiot. we have a child to keep safe after all."
i said, sliding behind a tree and using it as a shield to fire at the troopers and also so i could take a break from running. as i blasted i noticed him looking back.
"we have to get back to the razorcrest."
he said annoyed, turning and shooting at them too. i nodded in understanding before tossing him the food and taking off.
"cover me!"
i yelled, pulling my other blaster off my thigh, taking a few of them down. he shot after them, getting past me as we got closer and closer. when i turned to see how close, i noticed the child was standing there staring at us as the hatch opened. i could hear his little noises from where i was, even with the sound of gun fire. i inhaled deeply as i backed my way into the hull of the ship, closing the door behind me as din took off up the ladder. i stood there, gasping for a second, as the ship lifted off the ground. i was trying desperately to catch my breath. the baby stared up at me for a second and i almost laughed.
"youll eat good at least."
i said, off hand, hearing him babble at me.
"mando!"
i called as we entered hyper space. i watched as he descended back down the ladder, putting the pouches on the table. when he looked at me he paused.
"what? whats wrong?"
he asked, looking between me and the baby.
"we have a problem."
i said, pulling my hand away from my side. i was gushing blood, a projectile now stuck into my side.
"shit."
was all i heard before everything went black.
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i faded in and out, barely blinking my eyes open as i laid there, the babys head just in the edge of my vision. i felt a quick sting before remembering what happened. my whole body hurt. i groaned.
"easy."
i heard din say before feeling pressure against my side. i winced in pain, closing my eyes tightly.
"get off."
i said, swatting at his hand as my head bobbed from side to side.
"youre not patched up yet."
he said, still working against my exposed torso.
"what happened?"
i said, my hands covering my eyes and rubbing them lightly.
"you were shot. with a tracker no less."
he said. i felt a sharp pain in my side, jolting me upright as he pulled it the rest of the way out of me, the barbs catching every muscle strand as it left my body.
"what in the force are you doing?!"
i yelled, holding my breath and falling back down against the floor, my hand moving to the hole in my side as i ground my teeth.
"we have to get rid of this or they'll find us anywhere in the galaxy."
he said as i stared at the ceiling. my breathing was heavy and uneven as he destroyed the beacon.
"move."
he demanded, shifting my hand back to the ground beside me. i closed my eyes again as he sprayed a liquid into my side. it was silent for a second and i was almost sure id died.
"i got this off a droid believe it or not."
he said lowly, taking my gaze from the ceiling. i sent him a raised brow but finally smiled.
"no more prejudices?"
i asked, watching his head shift. part of me hoped he found that humorous, but probably not.
"im working on it. but i got this bacta spray from one and so far its working in our favor."
i nodded slowly, looking back to the ceiling.
"it will take a few hours to heal, but hopefully it works."
then i felt the baby tugging at my hair, finally realizing it was him that was there and taking my attention. he cooed at me and i reached up to stroke his ear gently.
"hey kiddo."
i said and he leaned forward, wrapping his little arms around my head in a hug.
"mando,"
i said softly, feeling my eyelids heavy again.
"do you think we could take a day off? just one? thats all i ask."
i said with a sleepy smile and hearing him laugh, falling back against the wall as he moved to sit.
"probably not y/n."
i nodded, the baby standing back upright and moving around me to get to din.
"okay, just checking."
i ran my hand slowly up my stomach, hearing it gurgle.
"so..."
i said, looking to mando.
"did any of that tip-yip survive?"
i asked and he laughed, shaking his head before standing up and disappearing out of my field of view.
"always thinking about food, even on your death bed."
he said in a joking tone, walking back over to me and setting the unopened pouch beside me. i half rolled onto my unharmed side with a groan, looking up to him with a smile.
"at least you know where my priorities lie."
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ravensbled-a · 4 years
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GET TO KNOW THE BLOGGER.
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Can be used for RP and non-RP blogs to get to know a bit about the person behind the screen!
1. FIRST NAME: Monique!
2. STRANGE FACT ABOUT YOURSELF: I ..? uh. is it strange to admit the fact that I relate heavily to my characters that I write for?
3. TOP THREE PHYSICAL THINGS YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE ON A PERSON: eyes, hair, and ... nose, ngl. not so much what i find attractive but it is something i notice first KFAJ
4. A FOOD YOU COULD EAT FOREVER AND NOT GET BORED OF: spaghetti? burgers. chicken nuggies.
5. A FOOD YOU HATE: most.. :(
6. GUILTY PLEASURE: attention. from specific people.
7. WHAT DO YOU SLEEP IN: a coffin.
8. SERIOUS RELATIONSHIPS OR FLINGS: serious relationships. my time’s valuable ngl.
9. IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN THE PAST AND CHANGE ONE THING ABOUT YOUR LIFE, WOULD YOU AND WHAT WOULD IT BE: to not have a cold/malicious exterior. i have hurt people in the past and i’m never proud to think about it but i have made it better. and if that doesn’t work.................. i’d go back and force my parents to not quit teaching me spanish. they burned me, this poor brown girl. >:(
10. ARE YOU AN AFFECTIONATE PERSON: absolutely.
11. A MOVIE YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER AGAIN: tangled, up, zootopia, beauty and the beast, peter pan...... a lot of disney movies, i can recite them ok.
12. FAVORITE BOOK: fangirl, dragon rider, and it
13. YOU HAVE THE OPPORTUNITY TO KEEP ANY ANIMAL AS A PET, WHAT DO YOU CHOOSE: a raven!
14. TOP FIVE FICTIONAL SHIPS [IF YOU ARE AN RP BLOG, YOU CAN USE YOUR OWN SHIPS AS WELL]: idk if i have that many mostly bc i stay loyal to one community for so long ;;; breakbert, uh.. rapunzel/eugene, ellie/carl, morticia/gomez, marceline/bg :D
15. PIE OR CAKE: i .. i don’t really care for sweets ;;;;;; ill give cake to my gf.
16. FAVORITE SCENT: books and rain.
17. CELEBRITY CRUSH: brendon urie, mj, jonny depp, tim b.. i dont know many celebs tbh let alone have a crush on them. zendaya, however.........
18. IF YOU COULD TRAVEL ANYWHERE, WHERE WOULD YOU GO: you guys will judge but me and my brother would travel disney parks. maybe go to salem or france, too.
19. INTROVERT OR EXTROVERT: ambivert
20. DO YOU SCARE EASILY: i don’t know. but i do know that last year during halloween horror nights, in a field of cannibals lunging at me and gore w/ loud noises, i was a little tired -- enough to walk through the big ass walk without flinching and even giving one of them a dirty look for cutting me off to lunge in my face. i think i have my moments, though.
21. IPHONE OR ANDROID: android. i fought my gf on this.
22. DO YOU PLAY ANY VIDEO GAMES: kingdom hearts is my most recent one. spyro, stardew valley, halo, crash bandicoot -- i’ve been getting back into games after years of not being able to.
23. DREAM JOB: animator!! maybe for pixar if things are going swimmingly.
24. WHAT WOULD YOU DO WITH A MILLION DOLLARS: give my mom total financial stability and a cruise, help my brothers, feed my friends, meet my gf a couple hundred times, adopt all the dogsssss.
25. FICTIONAL CHARACTER YOU HATE: jack vessalius. :) edit: and Sans. fucker.
26. FANDOM THAT YOU WERE ONCE A PART OF BUT AREN’T ANY LONGER: kuro/shi/tsuji! lots of memories back there. I only ever reminisce about it now because, well, it was an experience. I still remember a handful of friends I made there. some, I still follow - most, I don’t. catnip tequila was lit.
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satonthelotuspier · 4 years
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❄️ Untamed Winter Fest 2019 ❄️
Day 3 - Goodwill - 1.6k
I feel like I need to give some warnings and clarity at the beginning of this post.
This fic contains themes of teen homelessness, I’ve tagged it as such.
There is mild threat of violence against a teen  - one punch is thrown, noone is seriously hurt, I’ve tagged again.
This is not a ship post, it features XXC as a shelter manager doing his darnedest to help street kids like XY.
The fic itself is behind the cut in case I mis-tag something. Please message me if you want a tag adding, I realise things that may not occur to me may affect you and I dont want that to happen! I realise this can be a very sensitive topic.
The fic itself is mild angst with a neutral ending.
Song Lan came over to find Xiao Xingchen with the news.
“That troublemaking teen is at it again” he informed, and Xiao Xingchen sighed in exasperation. He was almost at the end of his tether with complaint after complaint, the boy was quickly burning through everyone at the shelter’s feelings of goodwill.
He had been here for less than a week and already many of the volunteers refused to deal with him.
“I’ll deal with it” Xiao Xingchen patted Song Lan on the shoulder and went to find the source of the trouble.
In one of the common rooms it was beginning to look quite grim, several much larger men had the teen backed into a corner, and he was doing his usual hissing and spitting, never scared. Never ever scared, even if a beating of epic proportions was coming his way.
Xiao Xingchen hurried into the room and coughed to announce his presence.
Everyone here knew fighting was likely to get them kicked out of the shelter and suddenly the room became much emptier.
“You, Xue Yang? I need to you fill some forms in” Xiao Xingchen lied neatly, “Please come to my office”
Xue Yang looked at him without a single change in expression, he either hadn’t understood Xiao Xingchen had just saved him from an attack, or he genuinely didn’t care.
Xiao Xingchen thought it was probably the latter. He hadn’t seen the boy react to anything except with anger since he’d arrived.
Xiao Xingchen waved towards the door and Xue Yang followed the cue and preceded him, heading towards Xiao Xingchen’s office. As Xiao Xingchen was about to leave the common room after him a small hand pulled him back briefly, it was a teenaged girl he knew as A-Qing.
“I-I don’t like him da-ge, he scares me. But he didn’t start that fight” she whispered quietly.
“Understood, thank you A-Qing” he patted her hand and followed after the young man.
Once seated across from Xue Yang at his desk he tried to get the youngster’s side of the story.
“So what happened?”
Xue Yang’s gaze drifted up from the floor, “I thought you wanted me to fill in some forms?” he stood up, “I’m not here to talk about my feelings”
“Please sit down, Xue Yang” he didn’t shout or command, but his tone was compelling, and Xue Yang rolled his eyes but sat back down.
“if I hadn’t come in then you’d have probably been beaten by now” did Xue Yang really not understand, or did he genuinely not care about his personal safety?
“I would have been beaten” his tone said he wasn’t even a little concerned by the fact. He pulled the hand that was missing it’s little finger into the sleeve of his hoodie and lounged back in the chair in a the universal pose of a teenager in trouble with an elder, but who wanted to look like he was too cool to care. “I must have one of those faces is all. Da-ge, I don’t go looking for trouble, I know what an awkward place that would put you in, but if I show even a flicker of fear out there-” he gestured at the window behind Xiao Xingchen, “-then I might as well be dead, because it would just be a matter of time”
His tone was matter of fact. He wasn’t saying it for sympathy, it was the truth of his life. Xiao Xingchen understood that it was a dangerous world out there on the streets, especially for youngsters like Xue Yang and A-Qing who had nowhere to go, no family to look after them, no options. That was why Xiao Xingchen was determined to do all he could for every one of them he met.
He followed Xue Yang’s gaze then, realised it had been the fourth or fifth time the other had looked at the jar of sweets on his desk.
“Do you want a candy?” he asked, genuinely expecting the denial, the “I’m not a child”, or the “I’m too cool to eat sweets” attitude, but to his surprise Xue Yang nodded, almost eagerly, and reached into the jar to take one.
It was literally the first time in the nearly a week he’d been here that Xiao Xingchen had seen an emotion other than anger on his face. He looked genuinely ecstatic about the candy, and a devious little plan formed in Xiao Xingchen’s mind.
“Listen, xiao-Xue, how about for every day you manage to avoid trouble here, I let you have a piece of candy. How about one more tonight as a deal sealer?”
Naturally mistrustful Xue Yang looked at him closely for a few moments, but then nodded. “Alright, I’ll try to avoid trouble, even trouble that comes to find me. For candy”
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And thus his crazy, childish, crackpot plan of keeping a fully grown teen boy out of bother with sweets was born. And worked. Day after day for weeks it worked, nothing happened, and Xue Yang popped his head into Xiao Xingchen’s office every evening to collect his candy.
From the little Xiao Xingchen had managed to pry from him Xue Yang had been alone for a long time already, he was obviously a survivor. If he could be given some tools to work with that same determination could be channelled into getting him on his feet and on the road to a stable residence and stable job.
Xiao Xingchen was trying to find an agency who could help Xue Yang with some psychological support, as well as some life skills, and possibly vocational training. But he also understood homelessness was a problem bigger than just his little shelter, than just his charges, with too many people drawing on too few resources nationally. But he would do all he could.
#
His candy related blackmail plan worked. At least for a while. And then it all collapsed. Another one of those fights that Xue Yang hadn’t started, but for whatever reason hadn’t been able to avoid this time. Xue Yang hadn’t been hurt seriously but one of the social workers had been caught in the melee when she’d tried to break up the fight by a punch meant for Xue Yang that he’d dodged.
In Xiao Xingchen’s office later Song Lan was frustrated, “You know the only way this ends now is with him leaving” he pointed in frustration at Xue Yang, who sat quietly in the chair.
Xiao Xingchen understood Song Lan was worried for him as his friend, but he really wished he’d stop being so focussed on what he perceived to be a threat to Xiao Xingchen.
“Not while I have breath to argue against it” Xiao Xingchen denied, and reached across to place a soothing hand on Xue Yang’s shoulder, “You must have been born under an ill star, why do you attract trouble so well?”
“Its my winning personality” again Xue Yang deflected with sarcasm, refusing to meet Xiao Xingchen’s eyes.
“I don’t blame you, xiao-Xue”
“It doesn’t matter if you don’t blame him. They’ll say has to go, whether we like it or not. You can’t flout the statute Xiao Xingchen. You’re walking on shaky ground as it is with how much we’ve bent the rules for him. We’ve used up every feeling of goodwill available to us for the boy”
Xue Yang did look up then, a sharp, considering look on his face.
“Xiao-Xue, you will not do anything silly. I’ll deal with this, believe me”
“But-”
“No buts. Do as you’re told for once”
Xue Yang smiled a blinding smile then, “Alright then. How about giving me the rest of this week’s candy as a reward for doing as I’m told?”
Xiao Xingchen shook his head in amused exasperation at the young man. “OK, fine” he grabbed the jar off his desk and held it out to Xue Yang, who diligently picked out several pieces of candy, pocketing them.
“Goodnight, da-ge” he got to his feet and walked to the door, throwing one last smile at Xiao Xingchen.
“Goodnight xiao-Xue” he let the teen go, returning to the file and ignoring Song Lan’s frustrated gaze. He’d have to do some serious arguing tomorrow to ensure Xue Yang wasn’t ejected. It was reaching midwinter, and the boy wasn’t much older than a child, pretending he was much more mature than he actually was. They should be protecting youngsters like him and Xiao Xingchen would try and make sure that was exactly what they did.
#
But in the end it was academic. Xiao Xingchen should have realised what that young idiot had planned, it had been obvious enough in Xue Yang asking for his week’s sweet allocation in advance when he looked at it with hindsight.
Song Lan handed him the note Xue Yang had left, scribbled on the blank parts of one of the forms he must have taken from Xiao Xingchen's desk yesterday.
I’m leaving, I’ll be fine, I’m indestructible. Save your goodwill for someone who can use it
Song Lan made a noise of annoyance as he read the letter over Xiao Xingchen’s shoulder, “He’s such an arrogant little monster” he said at the last line.
“Song Zichen, oh Song Zichen, you misunderstand him. He just doesn’t think he’s worth the waste of goodwill, he means save it for someone who it will be of use to” he contemplated the letter again, and slammed his hand down on the desk in frustration.
In the end though there was nothing he could do, fate was a set path and it seemed Xue Yang wouldn’t be saved by Xiao Xingchen in this lifetime.
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turtle-steverogers · 5 years
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the chocolate war
aka race is hella dramatic and spot wants death
ship: sprace
warnings: none, cept for milk choc being stanned
editing: i skimmed it
word count: 1195
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From Race: we need to talk when you get home.
Spot frowned down at the text, anxiety pooling inadvertently in his gut.  He rifled through his mind, trying to recall anything he might have done to anger Race, but nothing came to mind.  Sure, he’d forgotten to do the dishes last night, but he had been really tired.  Besides, Race knew he had a big case meeting today, so he’d figured he’d be sympathetic towards his reasoning.
To Race: if it’s ab the dishes, im sorry.  ill do them the next two times
He bit his lip as the text bubble appeared and disappeared a few times.  Whatever was bothering Race was clearly eating at him.
From Race: it’s not ab the dishes.  we’ll discuss later.
A nervous lump formed in Spot’s throat and he typed out a response with trembling hands.  This exchange was every bit as vague and scary as a breakup conversation.  Did Race want to break up?  What had he done?
To Race: okay
He waited for another minute to see if Race would follow up, but he’d left him on read.  Taking a breath to compose himself, Spot pocketed his phone and turned back to his desk.  No matter what was happening with Race, he needed to get work done.  Especially if he’d inevitably have to move out after breaking up.
XXX
By the time he got back to the apartment, Spot’s heart was hammering painfully in his chest.  He hesitated with his key in the lock.  Part of him didn’t want to go in.  He was too afraid of what he may face.  Throughout the day, he’d utterly convinced himself that he’d done something major to fuck things up and the end of their relationship seemed imminent at this point.  But that didn’t mean he’d come to terms with it.  He wasn’t ready for things to end.
Before he could chicken out, he unlocked the door, reminding himself to breathe as he entered.  Race was sitting on the couch, staring at the blank TV screen.  His arms were crossed and vague disgust was written across his face.  He looked up at Spot, scowl growing as he walked over.
“Explain that,” He pointed to the coffee table and Spot followed his finger to where a package of Hershey’s dark chocolate lay, perfectly unopened on top of a magazine.
He blinked, dumbfounded, “Race, what-”
“Lemme set the scene,” Race spat, cutting him off, “There I was, craving something sweet on this fine Tuesday morning, but I didn’t want to go out of the house to get anything.  So, I went to our lovely pantry and was delighted to find that we had chocolate!  It seemed too good to be true,” he paused, closing his eyes in anguish, “And it was.  Because, you see, as I was about to unwrap the glorious treat, my eye caught something on the label!” He held a hand over his heart and fixed Spot with a betrayed look, “It was dark chocolate,” he finished, his voice dangerously low.
Spot stared at him for a moment, confusion and relief spreading through his chest, “So...you’re not breaking up with me?”
Race grimaced, “I might have to unless you tell me that you weren’t the one who bought the dark chocolate.”
Spot scoffed, leaning down to pick up the chocolate bar, “What’s wrong with dark chocolate? It’s better than that milk chocolate shit.”
Race let out an offended squawk, “better than milk- Sean Conlon what kind of bullshit are you on?”
Spot shrugged, unwrapping the bar and popping a piece in his mouth, “Milk is too sweet.  Dark is pleasant.”
“Dark tastes like dirt and sadness!” Race yelped, wrinkling his nose and backing away when Spot held out the chocolate bar in a silent offer, “No, get that shit away from me.”
Spot rolled his eyes, sitting next to Race on the couch and biting off another piece of chocolate, “What’s your deal, anyway?  I’m not forcing you to eat the damn chocolate or anything.  More for me if you don’t like it.”
“My deal is,” Race hissed, poking Spot in the side with his foot, “I’m dating a dark chocolate stan and that goes against every single one of my morals.”
“Dark chocolate is good, though!” Spot countered.
“No, it’s not!” Race sat up, waving his hands wildly, “Dark is shit! You’re eating literal dirt!”
Spot eyed him, mildly amused, “God, you’re dramatic.”
Race huffed, standing, “Sleep on the couch tonight, stronzo.”
XXX
“Spot likes what!?”
Spot resisted the urge to slam his head against the wall behind him as Jack’s loud voice carried across the table.  Their group was gathered at Jacobi’s, having decided to meet there during their various lunch breaks, but Spot was regretting coming now.  He should have known Race was still hung up on his affinity for dark chocolate.
“It’s true,” Race said solemnly, “He actually likes dark chocolate.”
Jack gawked at Spot, “I feel like I don’t know you anymore,” he muttered, “my own brother.”
“God does milk chocolate have like some drama queen chemical in it?” Spot asked, picking up his glass and taking a long sip from his Coke, not once shifting his gaze from Jack’s exaggeratedly offended one, “I mean, it would make sense since you and Race both like it so much.”
Race shook his head, “Ah, it all makes sense now.”
Jack looked over at him, cocking his head, “What does?”
“Spot likes dark chocolate ‘cause it’s bitter,” Race stated, matter-of-factly.
When he was still met with blank stares, he sighed, “Spot is bitter and dark chocolate is bitter.  They’re one in the same!”
“I’m going to break up with you,” Spot deadpanned.
“Not if I do it first,” Race retorted.
“I dunno,” Davey piped up from where he sat next to Katherine, “Dark chocolate is pretty good and it has a lot of health benefits.”
“Yeah, agreed,” Katherine added, “It’s really good for your heart- I wrote a whole blog article on it.”
Race’s eyes travelled around the table, completely bewildered, “I can’t believe this.”
“Yeah, I have to agree with Race and Jack,” Crutchie said, “Milk chocolate is infinitely superior to dark chocolate.”
“Untrue, dark chocolate’s better,” Spot said, firmly.
“Nope, milk chocolate,” Jack shot back.
“Yeah,” Race lifted his chin defiantly, “Milk chocolate for the win.”
“Dark!” Davey exclaimed, “Dark is better.”
“Milk!” Crutchie said, leaning across the table and flicking Davey on the ear, “You’re supposed to be the smart one.”
“No, Davey’s right and I’m going to go down with this fight.”
“Thank you, Spot.”
“You know,” All their heads turned when Albert spoke, “White chocolate is pretty bomb.”
No one spoke a word for a moment, then Race stood up slowly and walked to Albert’s chair.  He waited for a moment, maintaining murderous eye contact with Albert before rearing his fist back and punching him square in the nose.  Albert let out a pained shout, the force of the punch sending his chair backwards and he fell to the ground, sprawling out unceremoniously.
“Asshole!” He yelled, gingerly holding his nose, “What was that for!?”
Race shrugged, “White chocolate is invalid.”
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dark choc is good
fight me
this fic is directly made out to @ispeekfluentshowtunes also thnx for some opinions on the fic dude
thanks for reading, chiefs
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kataninjaa · 7 years
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92 Questions Tag
I was tagged by the lovely @court-ships (thanks friend!!)
Rules: Answer these 92 statements and tag 20 people.
THE LAST:
1. Drink: plain old water 2. Phone call: Oma 3. Text message: does my network provider count?? 4. Song you listened to: Girl gone wild by Madonna 5. Time you cried: im crying rite now bruv
HAVE YOU: 6. Dated someone twice: nah 7. Kissed someone and regretted it: yeshh 8. Been cheated on: nope 9. Lost someone special: i guess i have yeah 10. Been depressed: *finger guns* 11. Gotten drunk and thrown up: nope
LIST 3 FAVORITE COLORS: 12-14: army green, bordeaux and like really soft yellow
IN THE LAST YEAR HAVE YOU: 15. Made new friends: yup!!! and i love them all 16. Fallen out of love: lol no 17. Laughed until you cried: yeah 18. Found out someone was talking about you: i dont think so? i dont get the implications of this question 19. Met someone who changed you: i dont think so 20. Found out who your friends are: ??? 21. Kissed someone on your Facebook list: no
GENERAL: 22. How many of your Facebook friends do you know in real life: All of them, i mean, i think ive met every single one of them at least once... 23. Do you have any pets: I HAVE A DUMB FAT CAT NAMED KIBS I LOVE HIM 24. Do you want to change your name: not officially, but i do want to be referred to with my nickname instead of my actual name 25. What did you do for your last Birthday: my parents had a fight and me and my sister were shipped off to my grandparents lol happy birthday kiddo 26. What time did you wake up: 10:17 (-ish) 27. What were you doing at midnight last night: trying to get my gotdam spotify to work 28. Name something you can’t wait for: uhhhhh graduation 29. When was the last time you saw your mom: sunday 30. What is one thing you wish you could change in your life: i wish i could leave this country 31. What are you listening to right now: the traffic outside my window and also my laptop overheating 32. Have you ever talked to a person named Tom: i.. dont think so???   OH WAIT NO MY UNCLES NAME IS TOM  33. Something that is getting on your nerves: when people patronise/underestimate me 34. Most visited Website: this fuckin hellsite
LOST QUESTIONS.
35. Mole/s: loads: on my face, my chest, my arms, legs...
36. Mark/s: I have a birthmark on my cheek that looks like a middle finger  37. Childhood dream: become an astronaut 38. Haircolor: brown 39. Long or short hair: super short 40. Do you have a crush on someone: nope 41. What do you like about yourself: i guess im pretty intelligent 42. Piercings: id like some, but my parents are pretty anti 43. Bloodtype: i dont have the slightest lmao 44. Nickname: Lee (my oma and some of my friends call my emmy, but i hate that nickname) 45. Relationship status: leave me alone i have a knife 46. Zodiac: Scorpio 47. Pronouns: theyre whatever man its up to you 48. Favorite TV Show: not counting cartoons/anime im gonna have to say hannibal i think 49. Tattoos: again, id like one, but im not sure of what tbh 50. Right or left hand: im ambidextrous B) 51. Surgery:  a shit ton 52. Hair dyed in a different color: once i get into uni im gonna colour my do blue ( that rhymes ) 53. Sport: ew (nah i enjoy swimming)
55. Vacation: this summer ive been to indonesia and the us bc my dad had to work and we could come with!!!! it was awesome 56. Pair of trainers: i got a new pair of hiking shoes last month to take to the usa, do those count?
MORE GENERAL: 57. Eating:  i like any variety of potato. also fish
58. Drinking: call me a stereotype but tea i guess 59. I’m about to: watch some more lgbt comedies on netflix 61. Waiting for: i dunno, life in general 62. Want: every fascist to magically burst into flames 63. Get married: ehhhhhh im not made for romance 64. Career: id love to be a curator one day
WHICH IS BETTER 65. Hugs or kisses: im not v comfortable w affection, but i like hugging my GOOD friends. Sometimes 66. Lips or eyes: well, without eyes i cant see, but without lips i cant eat??? 67. Shorter or taller: i dont care 68. Older or younger: ill be annyones friend!!!! though i am uncomfortable with men who are a lot older
70. Nice arms or nice stomach: gotta say, i do love a good bicep 71. Sensitive or loud: i dont really get the correlation between the two? 72. Hook up or relationship: (neither) platonic relationship 73. Troublemaker or hesitant: again: ???
HAVE YOU EVER: 74. Kissed a stranger: no thanks 75. Drank hard liquor: yeahh 76. Lost glasses/contact lenses: ive broken my glasses 77. Turned someone down: yeh... 78. Sex on the first date: nO 79. Broken someone’s heart: yeah i felt terrible 80. Had your heart broken: in a way??? i suppose??? 81. Been arrested: nah 82. Cried when someone died: ye 83. Fallen for a friend: i do not think so
DO YOU BELIEVE IN: 84. Yourself: neither yes or no, im neutral about myself 85. Miracles: no 86. Love at first sight: i hesitate to form an opinion on matters like these, since i simply do not understand them 87. Santa Claus: are you kidding me 88. Kiss in the first date: i dont date but live and let live you know 89. Angels: no.
OTHER: 90. Current best friends name: Oliwia 91. Eye color: brown 92. Favorite movie: i dont really have one, a film that i still think about a lot and that i rewatch often is slumdog millionaire
anyway, if any of you do not want to do this, its fine! just dont. and for those who do: have fun dudios
@seasidegodess @fangirls2014 @nursea @8bit-sandwich @wolfa542 @yasbeych @bdurieux16 @dandelion-snow @sassyfeuilly @divinebeetle
And I cant really think of anyone else 
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svoevolye-blog · 7 years
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TAGGED BY: @ocharovatelnyy
TAGGING: ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 
&&general;
NAME: claire 
BIRTHDAY: may 10th 
AGE: 24 
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: gay 
ROMANTIC ORIENTATION: gay 
SCHOOL STATUS: graduated, bachelor’s degree 
&&yes/no; 
DRINK?: in excess 
EAT CAKE?: in similar excess  
BELIEVE IN TRUE LOVE?: no 
AFRAID OF THE DARK?: no 
CAT PERSON?: ye, but not as much as dogs 
&&favorites; 
SHAMPOO: what 
DISNEY SONG: almost there ( princess and the frog ), cruella de vil ( 101 dalmatians ), bare necessities & my own home ( jungle book ), just v many 
ACTRESS/ACTOR: what  - edit, oh shit, i take it back, summer bishil owns my gay ass 
CAR: i mean, i love my buick i guess? id like to buy a mini coop, but ill probably wind up w/ something bigger, idk  
PERSON um, like in the world? my best friends. too many rp people to count - my skype group(s), my fandom ppl, etc. shoutout tho bc i take special pride in dragging @ocharovatelnyy and @cadeinama into yoi rp. 10/10, good job @me 
TYPE OF WEATHER: v severe rain & thunderstorms.  
90S SITCOM: fresh prince, which is the correct answer, but also the nanny (correct runner up, iconic) & sabrina (incorrect runner up but still better than u)   
&&questions; 
WHAT IS YOUR SPECIAL TALENT/SKILL AS A ROLEPLAYER? 
probably the fact that i dont write purple prose, lol 
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE TYPE OF ROLEPLAY GENRE, AND WHY? 
highly comedic banter based on characters with a rich history. (theater of the absurd that references things we’ve HC’d or thought up on the fly - “do we still have the emergency bail fund?” “no we used it for the Hiking Incident. why?” “i think owen is getting arrested for stealing thirteen dogs.” “oh, that makes sense.”) 
other than that - atm, i’d say anything angry & dark. normally i dont like dark and gritty for dark and gritty’s sake -- i normally like the comfort more than the hurt, but idk atm  
IF YOU COULD WRITE ANY OTHER MUSE - BUT KNOW YOU DON’T HAVE THE MUSE FOR HIM/HER - WHO WOULD IT BE? 
id have to stick with yoi bc there’s Too Much Fandom. otabek. i actually have a blog for him but i don’t have the will to like, be. so unfortunately he’s idling. oh well. 
WHAT IS ONE THING YOU THINK YOU NEED TO WORK ON AS A PARTNER?  
not dropping off the face of the earth every other day, but idrc abt my flaws unless its like, actively making ur life worse 
WHAT WOULD BE YOUR WARNING LABEL TO OTHER ROLEPLAYERS?  
rude, uncommunicative, angry. 
WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE EPISODE/SCENE OF YOUR MUSE?
damn. loved that pirozhki scene. loved the pressure breakdown. loved that fucking shattering the world record so damn much - so validating. he said he would, he did, he won, damn fucking straight. 
WHAT CRACK!SHIPS DO YOU HAVE FOR YOUR MUSE?
nah 
WHAT IS YOUR SENPAI BLOG?
i hate this question 
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shhh-no-ones-home · 3 years
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(con)fess up din djarin x reader
+++++++++ This was harder to edit than I thought it would be 🙃
this is my first time writing for mando so if its ooc sorry lol
Song: love drunk by boys like girls
tag list: @cynic-spirit +++++++++
"you need to slow down."
i said boldly before knocking down another shot. cara just laughed, holding the bottle neck firmly in her hand.
"maybe you just need to keep up."
she said, taking a long swig from the bottle.
"It is my last night after all."
i shook my head at her.
"That may be, but im not trying to die, i know you can drink me under the table."
she smirked at me.
"are you admitting defeat?"
she challenged and i smiled at her warmly.
"of course not, but i like to think i know my limits."
i slurred out, taking another shot. she laughed again, watching mando climb down the ladder into the hull of the ship.
"so you two are still drinking."
he said in confirmation. i nodded proudly.
"yes, you should join us!"
i said excitedly, looking to cara's amused face as she studied him.
"no, thats alright."
he said picking up the child from the table as it cooed at him, placing him in the pod.
"well this was fun but i think its time for bed. we have a busy day ahead of us after all."
cara said, standing and taking the bottle back from me. i frowned at her as she made her way around the table and up the ladder din had just emerged from.
"im not ready to go yet."
i pouted, looking to mando as he sat down beside me.
"not tired yet?"
he asked and i shrugged, watching the baby as he stared at me, his little ears moving back and forth.
"i dont know, but i was hoping to talk to you before."
he tilted his head in my direction. i sat forward.
"i know i cant see you under there,"
i said, tilting my head to the side as if it would help, placing my hand firmly on the table.
"but i want you to know that i really like you din."
he stiffened at the mention of his name, as if he thought id forgotten it. Even in my drunken state there is no way I would ever allow myself to.
"i wish i could take that off so i could show you but ill just deal with it on for now."
i said, standing and moving between his legs. i stared down at him.
"i care about you."
i said softly, running my thumb over the top of his helmet. he looked up at me and i wish i could see what he was thinking, maybe get an ounce of reassurance from the look on his face. He paused for a second.
"i care about you too."
he said softly, making me smile as the baby babbled. i nodded, a tired smile across my lips.
"thats good enough for me."
i said firmly, moving my hands on either side of his helmet. he gripped my wrists lightly, like he didnt know what i was gonna do. but i held him in place, leaned forward and kissed what i thought to be his forehead. when i pulled away i leaned down further and kissed about where his lips should have been. i sighed to myself as i stood back upright, grabbing the baby out of the pod and carrying him to the bunk with me.
"ill see you tomorrow mando."
i said sleepily, pulling the blanket to the side and sliding into his bed with the child tucked between my arms.
°°°°°°°°°
when i woke up i was a little startled, looking up at din as he lifted the child out of my grasp.
"morning."
i said groggily, rolling over onto my back as he held the little man in his arms, there barely being space between the two of us in the small bunk.
"good morning."
he said nonchalantly, backing out of it. i sat up slowly, watching the child crawl away from din as he set him down.
"remind me not to drink with cara ever again."
i said, placing my head in my hands and shaking it. i heard him laugh a little bit.
"ill be sure to do that."
he said amused, looking behind him. i scooted towards him and stood slowly, stumbling into him and him holding tightly against his chest.
"easy there."
he said, standing me upright. i groaned.
"right."
i went to move past him but he stopped me.
"about last night."
he said and my face dropped.
"what about last night?"
i said and he nodded.
"i just want you to know i keep the helmet on for my own safety. its not that i dont want you to know who i am, i just cant risk it."
i cleared my throat, watching the baby climb back into dins bed.
"look, i dont-"
I swallowed hard.
"i dont mind it. ya know. i dont exactly remember much of what was said last night but what i said was probably true. and i dont care if you never take your helmet off. i know who you are, without seeing your face."
he looked down and i tried to study him.
"thank you y/n, for understanding. and for being honest with me, last night, today, and always."
i nodded once, moving to walk past him to the privy. As I stepped around him I froze. cara was sitting at the table, eating something indistinguishable and staring at me with a knowing glint behind her eyes.
"morning."
she said smugly.
"Morning."
I said back, stepping into the privy and closing the door. I sighed as I say there, rubbing my hands over my face. Then I heard the baby and my eyes shot open, staring down at him as he stated back up at me. I shook my head as I finished, picking him up and opening the door.
"This is yours."
I said, surrending him to din and moving to the ladder.
"y/n, wait."
he said, and I paused, turning back to him slowly. I looked to cara for a second. she raised both brows, looking between the two of us. i watched as she slowly stood up.
"im gonna go."
she said awkwardly, grabbing her bowl and climbing the ladder past me and up to the control room. i sighed out when she was no longer in sight, turning to look back at din.
"yes?"
i asked slowly. he opened and closed his fist a few times, setting the baby in his pod.
"i dont exactly know how to do this."
He confessed and I moved slowly to the table.
"I've spent my whole life trying to keep myself alive, and now I have to care for that little womp rat."
He said with a short laugh and I couldn't help but smile.
"What I'm trying to say is-"
i shook my head.
"You don't have to do that din. i know you've got a lot happening now, especially with your quest from the armorer. I just wanted you to know how I feel. i dont want anything to change. Can we agree on that?"
i said and he nodded.
"Yeah, I think we can."
i nodded back once, stepping closer to the ladder again.
"Glad we're on the same page."
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