#I love you so much I'm literally obsessed with you I hope you're aware

[bedoballoons]

Yandere Tighnari, Venti, lyney, Freminet and Aether finding out Reader isn't really into short guys They're into someone bigger and taller {{Itto For Aether, Alhaitham for Tighnari, Nevillete for both Lyney and Freminet and Zhongli for Venti}}

I READ THIS AND WAS LIKE YESSSSSS!!! (As a short person I find this hilarious and your idea is literally genius!) I hope you enjoy and thank you so much for your request!

─⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿𝔾𝕖𝕟𝕤𝕙𝕚𝕟 ℍ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕔𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟𝕤⊰⁠⊹ฺ✿─

{༻~Just not that into short bois~༺}

CW: Yandere themes!, characters are obsessive to the point of wanting to harm others so they can't take you, unrequited love, intense jealousy, mild angst! Lyney makes Neuvillette disappear! Also this is much longer than I meant it to be...what can I say, I like yanderes!

(Includes: Lyney, Tighnari, Venti, Freminet, and Aether!)

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𑁍༄Lyney:

Lyney had been told no many times in his life,in fact he couldn't even count how many people said he could never be a famous magician...and yet he'd proved every single one of them wrong. He simply couldn't stand not working towards something everyone else claimed was impossible, because in his eyes anything was possible, so when you confided in him about your feelings towards Neuvillette and stated that you found him more charming because of his height, even going so far as to mention you didn't really like short men as much...he just couldn't give up so easily.

He was madly in love with you, to the point it had become more than obsession, he'd seek you out anytime he'd left his home and any show he'd make sure to wink at you the moment his eyes met yours, he was so head over heels for you that he was physically unable to think about anyone or anything else. This also meant he wouldn't let anyone take you...especially just because they were taller...absolutely not.

So for his next show he planned something extra special, a magic trick truly wonderful in everyway...and as the crowd cheered, watching in awe when the box that had contained the chief of justice disappeared before their very eyes...none of them were aware he wouldn't show back up again...at least not for along while. Not until Lyney had found a way to make you love him, not until you...the most precious beautiful thing in all the world...was his.

𑁍༄Tighnari:

Tighnari stood next to you, his ears drooping with regret as he watched you flirt away with Alhaitham, his tall muscular figure drawing you to him like a moth to a flame...making you completely forget about the one who'd brought you together in the first place. It was like some cruel trick of fate...especially considering Tighnari had planned to confess his feelings for you that same day...and now it seemed like it would do no good..

He tapped your shoulder, not waiting for your response as he intertwined his hand with yours, pulling you away from Alhaitham as quickly as possible...and silently hoping you'd leave the whole situation at that. You on the other hand were not so happy with him, wanting desperately to continue your conversation with the handsome scribe..., "Tighnari what was that about? I was really getting along with-" He put a gloved finger to your lips, making you go quiet, his heart racing as he looked deep into your eyes.

"I love you...so much. I can't even really wrap my head around my feelings because they are so intense...it's like I need you just to keep going...like you're the thing I simply cannot live without. Even the air I breathe isn't as important as you are...." His confession was a bit much to say the least and adding to it was the kiss he placed on your forehead, causing you to jerk away from him.

"I'm sorry...but I don't feel that way for you..." Your words spilled out before you could stop them, your heart racing with fear at the change in his mannerisms...he didn't even respond...he just stood there...like he was plotting something and you...were about to find out just how crazy his love for you actually was.

𑁍༄Venti:

"I actually do have feelings for someone."

The second those words left your lips Ventis heart began to race, his mind clouded over with thoughts of you confessing to him and telling him you loved him...it was all he wanted. No, it was all he needed! He tried his best to calm himself down, taking a sip of wine before responding like someone who was completely clueless of the others feelings would, "Oh ho ho and who would that lucky person be hmm?"

A blush coated your cheeks followed by a sweet flustered smile that could make even Lord Barbatos swoon and boy was he...until you answered, "I like Mr. Zhongli~" You giggled nervously, not noticing how pale Venti went the second he heard the name...how the part of the wine bottle he'd been holding had shattered, much like his heart...you didn't even notice the hurt tone of his voice when he asked, "What does that old blockhead have that I don't?"

The question definitely took you by surprise, but you assumed he wasn't being serious and decided to answer truthfully, "Well he's a bit more refined...and I like his voice, but most of all he's so tall! I'm sorry Venti but I just can't imagine myself with someone...so tiny." The anemo archon was speechless...hatred seeping into his very being and jealousy getting the better of him. He stood up without another word and left, leaving you wondering what had happened...

𑁍༄Freminet:

Freminet was completely silent, his face bright red and burning with a rage he'd never felt before, his hands barely able to keep steady as jealousy ate away at his once calm heart heart. All he wanted was you...your love, that sweet smile that he craved to see everyday, but here you were, sitting Infront of him with this doe eyed look on your face as you fawned all over none other than the chief of justice. Mentioning more than once how tall and handsome he was, how incredible it would to have a man like him around.

"Enough."

You paused mid sentence, caught off guard by the amount of malice in his once kind sweet voice, watching as he stood up from his seat, your mouth slightly agape. You'd never seen him like this before...so angry and confident, it was scary...yet also a little exciting. After a moment of silence you'd worked up the courage to say something...but you didn't even manage to get a single word out as he grabbed the front of your shirt and pulled you harshly towards him, making you let out nothing more than a sharp gasp.

Your face went red, pure shock displaying itself on your features as he leaned in closer, his light purple eyes seemingly staring into your soul as his whispers grazed your ear, sending a shiver down your spine, "Hush now my love...you don't need him...I promise~"

𑁍༄Aether:

Aether was always there to help someone, so reliable in fact, that everyone called on him whenever there was a issue and including you, after all he'd saved you from many close calls...even saving your life a few times in the process and for that you were incredibly grateful, but alas you were still not in love with him. He on the other hand couldn't get enough of you, he just wanted to be near you all the time...be your hero and love you like nobody else ever could.

He...however wasn't the only person who could save someone and when the friendly neighborhood oni stepped in to save you, Aether was anything but pleased... especially when he saw the difference in how you acted. Yes your gratitude was the same...but you'd gotten all flustered at the onis impressive figure, touching the large man's chest while your face heated with such a strong blush and everyone around you cheered him on.

Aether was more than a little upset, suddenly understanding that he clearly wasn't your type and that he probably would never be, he just couldn't stand it! How could you, the person he'd do absolutely anything for...be so enraptured by someone else...just because they were bigger than him. No, he wouldn't let it stand, he'd fight for you, even if it meant doing things he could regret later on...it didn't matter, not anymore. You were all he cared about...all that mattered.

Just. You.

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ଘ(੭*ˊᵕˋ)੭* ੈ♡‧₊˚Have a nice day*⁠.⁠✧

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[ridreamir]

If you're still taking requests, could I ask for some general HCs for Kieran and maybe Drayton that take place at bb academy? If not feel free to ignore this :)

A/N: Hey! Yeah of course! I'm struggling to write the Kieran fic because I think I'm way in over my head (I'm freezin' up lol the pressure to figure it out is getting to me) so I guess I can take a break and write some headcanons instead!

I'll write for 'em both, but it's post-DLC, I hope you don't mind! Potential spoilers ahead!

These ones are a little silly in retrospect! I did em fast too, so I hope they're not too bad :p

Kieran's secretly your top fan. Not that you notice because there's no way he'd let you catch him, but he's literally dropped what he was doing to run to the entrance of the academy because your name was announced over the intercom. If you're having a match he'll actually full speed sprint to through the school just to be there, but any time you look over he instinctively hides, flush with embarrassment. You don't come and visit him in his dorm room often since you're on such different schedules, but he's had to flip over his pinboard and hide his piles of notes because they're all about you and trying to understand your strategies and, well, other things... His sister won't stop bugging him about it 'bein' weird', but she knows he's flat obsessed with trying to figure you out! The league club has a social media that posts all of your recent matches, and he's had to beg Carmine to show him how to use the phone app because he's new to having a smart phone and Arceus does he have to watch every single one. He didn't even want a phone until now, but he can't believe he's been missing out all this time. No wonder everyone has one of these things! She was reluctant, but it's Kiki after all... It should be fine, right? Well... that was before all the pinboards and sticky note nonsense that looks straight out of a detective movie or something. He's the type to not like posts because he's scared of what you might think, but accidentally hit the heart button on a match from like a month ago. He definitely drops his phone on his face and panics, trying to undo it as fast as he can. Little does he realize that it's actually Lacey who's in charge of the social media account and not you, and also that she can see who's the most active on the page.

She thinks it's cute, and since she loves cute things, she's letting it be for now. She's always giggling and hiding her smile when he pops into the clubroom to check and see if you're there. Most of the time though he ends up running off before he can say hi because he doesn't want to talk to Drayton.

Since he's gotten the phone he hasn't stopped checking it and he smiles like an idiot any time he thinks he's alone. (News flash, he's really bad at hiding what he's doing. Like he could be in the middle of the cafeteria where everyone sees him watching your battles back to back like they're a tv series.) The only reason nobody really thinks much of it is because you're practically a celebrity and not even just in the Academy but, like, big time. And Kieran is probably one of the only people to not know because he's been so chronically offline. You act so low-key, talking to someone like him like he's just, just another person that it's shocking news to find out that the whole world has probably heard your name by now! As in, his (best?) friend!! (Friend??) It gets kind of annoying now how people follow you around asking to take photos with you like you're some kind of, of tourist attraction and not a person! But there's only one thing that's worse, and it's-

"Hey bud, ready to battle?" Drayton! Kieran's... Kieran's... worst nightmare!! Drayton's gotten really buddy-buddy with you over the time that Kieran and Carmine were on break, and he's not happy about it. Unfortunately for him, Drayton's all too aware of Kieran's contempt and loves to push his buttons. As if calling him "Ex-Champ" all the time wasn't enough, you've been helping him with his homework and sparring together every day! What he wouldn't do for you to spend that much time with him...

And it grinds his gears how often Drayton nudges you or ruffles your hair like you're some sort of pet, though you never see the way their pupils shrink at the sight of each other. Kieran here, hiding behind whatever he can to stay out of sight and Drayton who knows that he's there and makes direct eye contact with him. It's infuriating the way his smile quirks just a little when he catches Kieran spying.

As if he's saying look all you want, look at what you can't have.

And Kieran takes that as a challenge.

#x reader #pokemon #pokemon x reader #drayton x reader #kieran x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #imagines #headcanons #pokemon universe #scarlet and violet #pokemon scarlet and violet #possessive behavior #blueberry academy #school crush #slight yandere

[oleander-nin]

Hihi! I love your writing for the yan!rise turtles! I'm not sure if you take requests, but, may I request a post about the yandere turtles reacting to or interacting with a s/o who copes with the stress of their kidnapping by singing? The songs I think of would be like musical style songs like ballads that really convict emotions.

If you don't take requests that's totally fine! I hope you're having a great day/afternoon/night!

A/N, not important: This isn't as Yan as I wanted it to be, but this would literally be like, the optimal situation for all of them. If it sucks majorly, just send me another ask, and I'll edit it to make it more dark. Thank you for requesting, you literally requested like a minute before I closed them you lucky duck. If you're ever curious about requesting, you can check my pinned post which has my requesting rules linked. I recommend you always check that before requesting. I'm trying to push out as many as I can because I want to clean out my inbox before I post the 100/200 follower special. It's impressive how fast these can go once I stop being such a lazy prick. Posts are probbles gonna be a bit shorter for a while, my apologies. Any criticism is welcome, constructive or not. This is supposed to be a gender neutral reader, so if I screwed up somewhere, please tell me.

-Ollie

Tw: Themes of being kidnapped, obsessive behavior, isolation(Donnie), yandere themes, coping mechanisms

Words: 639

Summary: The Yan! ROTTMNT turtles deal with a S/O that sings to cope with being kidnapped.

Mikey:

Is intrigued.

Will usually try and hang around while you’re singing, finding your voice soothing. Even if you sound like a screaming goat, he still loves it. You’re perfect, and so is your voice.

Encourages it as well.

Not only does he love to hear you sing, but he also recognizes it as a healthier coping mechanism.

When you’re singing, even if it’s a really sad song, you’re not really fighting him or using some destructive coping mechanism. 

Has you sing while he draws. Feels it brings you both closer together, the both of you making a form of art. Yours just happens to be intangible.

Records it when he can and shows off your singing to his brothers.

Is very proud of you and your talent

Pretends it’s not a trauma response/a coping mechanism.

He is well aware that it is, but he likes to pretend it isn’t

Donnie:

Either sits you in his lab with him, or records you while you sing in his room.

Since those are the two main places you’re going to be, he’s able to almost always listen.

Plays the tapes of you singing when you are either refusing to speak to him, or he’s punishing you via isolation and is unable to listen to you in person.

If you sing more musical style songs, he will 100% try to duet with you, especially if it’s a love song.

Will just tell you to sing sometimes. If he gets overwhelmed, and needs some form of stimulation, he goes to you and just sits in front of you and demands you to sing.

Gets incredibly huffy if you refuse.

On the flip side, he can also get extremely irritated if you’re singing for too long or if it’s distracting him or something.

Will demand you either shut up or make you go into your little isolation room to sing since it’s soundproof.

Raph:

Just a friendly reminder for Raph’s before I get yelled at. You might not actually be smaller than him, or weaker than him, but he very much sees you that way.

Anyways, he finds it cute that you sing to deal with your stress.

You’re already so fragile and weak, but you sing to cope too?

Now that’s just plain adorable.

It’s just proof that you need him. Your mind is too feeble to deal with the stress head on.

You need him to take care of you, and he’s happy to listen to your little performances.

Will scoop you into his arms(or drag you towards him if you’re bigger) and hold you tight, having you sing away while you're stuck with him.

Doesn’t understand why you stopped singing after he grabbed you.

He’s only helping after all.

Leo:

Sits criss-cross applesauce in front of you as you sing.

Very much appreciates and likes it.

Mikey mentioned offhandedly it being your coping mechanism, and Leo thought it was a really pretty one.

Begs Donnie to figure out how to cleanly record your voice without you knowing.

He wanted to listen to you sing while he’s on patrol or in battle.

Like Donnie, would try his best to sing along.

Or hum along since he doesn't want to disrupt you too much.

Usually drops what he’s doing to come listen to you, gives you all his attention.

It’s unnerving, but he doesn't want to miss a single moment with you.

Especially not when he finds your voice such a gift.

Has you sing before you both go to sleep, likes to pull you close to his chest and bury his face into your neck as you do so.

Is incredibly conflicted, he wants to show off your voice to his brothers, but at the same time, he wants to be the only one to be able to hear you.

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[scvrmqueen]

Oooooo your requests are open <: I was wondering, how do you think Danny would react to another killer going after reader? Like, in a scenario where another killer has reader cornered?

Hi @mamamemequeen, thank you so much for your request! I love this idea! I hope this is okay!  ♡ 

┊ 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐓 ⠀ཾ༵࿇ ˼ — Headcanons & one-shot.

┊ 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆(𝐒) ⠀ཾ༵࿇ ˼ — Danny Johnson x reader.

┊ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 ⠀ཾ༵࿇ ˼ — Blood, gore, stalking, Danny being Danny

Danny is possessive - when he chooses a victim, he is all in.

This man literally spends weeks stalking you. That's weeks of hiding in the shadows learning your routine, taking detailed notes of the layout of your apartment, and crafting the perfect demise.

Not to mention, his sleep schedule is decimated thanks to you. Every waking hour that he isn't running around playing 'Jed Olsen' he's watching you. His pretty little muse.

So, you can imagine that he isn't pleased to find another killer taking up your time. I mean, what are the chances? He's almost a little jealous.

Danny may be calculated when it comes to the hunt, but he is a petulant child when his plans are altered.

Anyone who tries to hurt you has a major death wish. Danny won't let some amateur take what's his.

After all, you're his obsession.

The night had devolved into a fit of madness quicker than you could comprehend. One moment you were leaving work, the humid Florida air clinging to your skin. The next, you were pressed against the rough brick of a secluded alley - a steel blade digging into your neck. Rancid breath enveloped your senses, a demented chuckle escaping the lips hovering above your own.

"No one's gonna hear you scream," the man said, his free hand gliding up the exposed flesh of your thigh. Tears stained your flushed cheeks with the realization of your impending demise. The knife parted from your neck, and you squeezed your eyes shut as he raised it high above you, prepared to feel it slice through your flesh.

But the killing blow never came.

Something warm and wet splattered against your face, your eyes flying open in shock. The man's lifeless gaze greeted you, a knife protruding straight through his neck. The blade was ripped away, his corpse tossed away by the firm grasp of your savior.

Perhaps savior was too generous.

Standing before you was a figure shrouded in black, his face concealed by a theatric white mask. A strained gasp escaped your lips as you recalled the headline in the morning paper depicting the same plastic scream.

"Ghost face," you whispered in disbelief. What were the chances that you escaped the clutches of one demented psychopath only to be thrown to another?

"Very good, bunny," he commended with a mocking lilt. You recognized that alluring voice from the phone calls you had received earlier in the week. "You look so pretty covered in blood."

He stepped forward, his lithe figure towering above you as you attempted to press yourself further against the wall. You whimpered as he leaned down, his knife staining the curves of your jaw crimson.

"You're going to kill me," your voice trembled. Though intended as a question, you were far too aware of the Ghost Face's reputation to suspect an alterative outcome.

"Oh, of course I'm going to kill you doll face," the blade rested under your chin, forcing you to gaze into the black abyss encompassing his eyes. "But not yet. See, our fun has only just started. I just had to make sure no one else took what was mine."

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[bibastibootz]

Hello! First of all, I love your blog so much, you give off such warm, positive vibes :)

I wanted to ask if you would explain your head canons regarding Basti and Thorsten's sexualities a bit more? I've seen you refer to them as gay/bi respectively quite often and I would love to hear your reasonings and explanations behind that. (Not at all because I disagree, I'm just obsessed with the two of them and I think you'll have some very interesting takes on the topc!)

If you don't want to just ignore me :)

Hi! and thank you for this lovely ask, it put a really big smile on my face!! you're so kind! 😌 and OOHHHH do I have headcanons about Thorsten’s and Sebastian’s sexuality, I hope you’re ready!! 🔥 (I prefer making lists rather than writing articles, so I hope this still reads well enough)

schwuler Thorsten <3 It would be so easy to say that Thorsten is straight because he had a wife and a daughter back in Hamburg, but people who claim that aren't watching the show right. Here's why I think that a reading of him as a gay man is so so so so valid:

Susanne and Lilli: There are many ways to fit his late wife and daughter into this headcanon, so take your pick: He genuinely didn't know he was gay and started a family. He was in denial and started a family anyway. He was well aware of his homosexuality and maybe this was a mutual arrangement between him and Susanne. It was purely superficial.

(lack of) interest in women: Once Thorsten is in Stuttgart, he literally never shows any interest in any woman whatsoever (much to the dismay of his neighbour) and I do not remember him flirting with any woman ever. Also when asked about women, he literally answers, "Keine Ahnung, ich bin da kein Spezialist." A fortuneteller read his hand once and said: "Sie sind ein lebenslang Suchender. Besonders Frauen sind Ihnen ein ewiges Rätsel." and Thorsten replies, "Jetzt wird es vielleicht doch etwas zu persönlich." Hm. . . So Thorsten is sb who still hasn't found himself? And women are a mystery to him? Hm, gay. Also: Another relationship with a woman, much less so marriage, is so far off his radar that he proposed to Sebastian to start a "Alters WG".

often presumed gay: It is almost a running gag that people assume Thorsten is gay (except that the possibility of a gay Thorsten should not be the punchline). Julian Siebert in "Grabenkämpfe" assumes that Thorsten is gay. His boss while undercover in "Freigang" assumes that he's gay: "Bist du schwul oder warum sind hier keine Weiber?" Thorsten replies, "Schwul.", which the boss plays off as a joke.

casual, yet serious about queerness and other queer people: This is particularly striking in comparison to Sebastian because Thorsten seems so #woke about everything. He understands subtle and not so subtle nods and hints from other queer people but does not make a fuss about them and immediately recognizes queerness (as opposed to Sebastian): Once again "Grabenkämpfe," where Thorsten never jokes about Julian Siebert's obvious interest in him. Also in "Hart an der Grenze" Basti treats them playing a gay couple as a fun joke while Thorsten is very much not amused - and there is just sth in the way he treats the topic so seriously that makes it seem as if it real to him. In "Anne und der Tod" they interrogate clients and stand in front of an old man who has pictures of him and another man on his shelf and wall, and while Sebastian very innocently asks whether that's his brother or son, Thorsten's behavior suggests that he caught on instantly that the old man is in fact gay and that those are photos of him and his late partner.

actively against homophobia: When an old man makes a homophobic remark at him and Sebastian, he immediately grabs Sebastians hand to make that man uncomfortable and as a big fuck you and a way of saying, "Yeah people are queer, get over it, old man!!"

never denying, never clarifying: As much as men flirt with him or people assume he's gay, Thorsten never denies it and never clarifies that he is, in fact, heterosexual. Never! Best example is (once again) "Grabenkämpfe" when his neighbour spots Thorsten at a gay bar with another man and says that at least now she knows why he didn't have time for her - and Thorsten does not get defensive and screams sth like, "I'm not gay, I'm here for a case!", he just lets it slide. And remember when the Freigang boss derogatorily asked Thorsten whether he's gay but then later it seems that Thorsten had sex with a woman, to which the boss replies "Na egal, bin ja froh, dass du nicht schwul bist."? Thorsten once again does not outright say, "Genau, bin ich nicht." but instead replies, "Ich weiß." and looks sad and angry at this blatant portrayal of homophobia.

love confession: In "Die Nacht der Kommissare" Thorsten confesses his love to Sebastian while on drugs with a loud and clear "Sebastian? Ich liebe dich." He continues to confess his love to other men in that episode, but this "Ich liebe dich" feels very different, very sincere and from the heart. I like to read this scene as both a platonic and a romantic love confession.

There is probably so much more, but this is just from the top of my head. Moving on!

bi Basti <3 Sebastian is bi because it Just. Makes. Sense.!!!!!

the rise and fall of the Bootz family: I need to start with Julia and the kids because Sebastian is introduced as a happy, young family man who has basically achieved everything, both in his private life and career. His life as a husband and father is basically too perfect when we meet him, and of course it does crumble more and more into pieces with every new episode. We soon see tension in his and Julia's marriage, ultimately leading to their divorce and Sebastian's never-talked-about problem with alcohol and his separation anxiety. I encourage everyone to watch all the eps until "Spiel auf Zeit" as if Sebastian is falling out of love with Julia and in love with Thorsten (. . .is it possible to love two people at once? Good question, Sebastian).

Felix Klare supremacy: Even Felix Klare himself thought that Tatort was lacking diversity in terms of presentation of women and gay people back in 2013 and he advocated for becoming the first gay Tatort duo. Aber Richy wollte nicht. Tja.

bi in another universe: In "Tödliche Tarnung" we learn that Sebastian and Julia were once close to breaking up and Basti wonders how different his life could have been: "Julia, hast du dir schon mal überlegt, wie unser Leben verlaufen wäre, wenn, naja, wenn wir uns damals getrennt hätten?" Cue "Scherbenhaufen": When he is about to go undercover, he has to come up with a backstory for his character. And what does he do? Completely remove a wife and kids out of the picture and then says, "Ehrlich gesagt, ich hab sie dann mit meinem besten Freund betrogen." Kinda bi to make up a scenario in which he gets to be with Thorsten instead of Julia, if you ask me. And he looks so happy about it, too.

weird about queerness: Sebastian has always been weird about political correctness, and to me this reads as a defense mechanism, as a way to distance himself from queerness and treat it as sth "not concerning me". And yes, I do headcanon Basti as having serious internalized homophobia, why do you ask? I have yet to form proper thoughts about Basti's uncharacteristic compassion towards the gay man who has just lost his lover in "Vergebung", it feels so personally affected. What we can nevertheless witness, though, is some personal growth in that Sebastian is more comfortable with and knowledgable about queerness.

heteronormative worldview / hetcomp: Sebastian literally doesn't know that bisexuality exists. When he hears of married men (yes, there have been three such storylines. . . THREE!!!!) who had a secret lover on the side, he always assumes they were gay and never once considers bisexuality. Looping back to the Bootz marriage&divorce as well as the countless "secretly gay married men" trope, Basti is literally describing his life in "Vergebung" without acknowledging the parallels.

flirting with Thorsten: Of course, any straight man can flirt with his friends, but the way Sebastian does it is so "haha just joking!!! . . . unless 👀"-coded. First the pretend gay couple at the adoption agency, then another pretend gay couple in the waiting room, then the queer undercover persona plot twist. And look how flustered he gets when he gets flirted with.

honorable mentions: bi lighting, bi sitting, bi bi bi music.

Again, there is most definitely more and everyone is free to add on to my thoughts! 😌✌️

bonus: Are Thorsten and Sebastian in love? 👀 Yes, and as of February 2024 there are 32 episodes to prove it. Thank you for reading! 🫶

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[lucysarah-c]

As for calling Levi pretty. I have a theory about this. So

I always think that a man is naturally handsome , cute , attractive, for example when you see a man you say he is handsome, but when you see a man and say he is pretty it is because he inherited his mother's features. I don't know why, but every man I saw inherited his mother's features and beauty. My friends and I say he's pretty. It has something to do with the mother's features, so Levi is really pretty because he looks like he inherited his mother's beauty

Note

I will never understand people who are saying he is ugly even in canon

The man is gorgeous literally pretty

And his height it's adorable actually ( a 50% people in my country are kinda his height so I feel weird every time anyone make fun of it hell my dad is the same height and I'm shorter 🤘 )

Don't mind me I'm just mumbling

Hi sweetie, how are you?

I have a subtle feeling that perhaps this question is related to another one that you didn't submit properly, or maybe Tumblr deleted it? I could be wrong, but it seems connected to a previous conversation that I'm not aware of.

Anyway, in response to your question, I mostly agree with you. I even have a post here where I believe Levi embodies the "female gaze." I think Levi isn't the type of man that guys aspire to be "physically," but he's extremely popular among girls. I find Levi very handsome, attractive, and pretty. However, I think he's more handsome than pretty, as "pretty boys" to me lean more towards the style of Armin or Eren.

For instance, I believe Erwin, Reiner, and Mike lean more towards "conventionally male gaze attractive." Those who don't consider Levi "pretty" or "attractive," etc., are like Zeke, in my opinion – people who think they "know" what women are into without having a clue about women's preferences. Levi is the definition of the female gaze.

Thank you so much! I hope you're having a lovely day!

Lots of love! P.S.: Regarding Levi's height, guys seem to be more obsessed with it than women. A contemporary philosopher of mine once said, "5'2'' looks a lot like 6'2'' when you're on your knees," lol.

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[aanoia]

can I request a Remus Lupin imagine to Lover by Taylor Swift

happy to oblige, hope you love it!

Lover

Remus Lupin x reader words; 1,428 song; Lover by T Swizzle warnings; none i dont think my masterlist hehehe he's so cute i'm gonna be so fr with y'all, writing is the only thing keeping me from having a big mental breakdown so smiles :) if you love a song, the marauders, and my writing, request a song fic and your wish shall be my command. ENJOYYY

We could leave the Christmas lights up 'til January

And this is our place, we make the rules

“It’s closer to Easter than it is Christmas, why is your tree still up?” Lily asked, eyeing our cat who was playing with the bells hanging on the lower branches of the Christmas tree.

“Because Christmas is superior and deserves recognition all year.” I explained, glancing at my boyfriend who laughed with his friends. “And it makes Remus happy.”

And there's a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you dear

Have I known you 20 seconds or 20 years?

“Oh, and I got you multiple candles because I know how much anxiety you get burning candles because you don’t wanna “waste” them, so I bought like, five so you didn't have to worry about that.” Remus said as he unpacked the grocery sack, pulling out the assortment of candles he bought.

I looked at Remus with a lovesick smile, “I’ve never told you about that.” I said quietly and he paused to look me in the eye.

“You didn’t have to. I know you.”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“Okay, Moony, are you ready to g- what the fuck?” James said as he walked through our apartment door, Sirius and Peter trailing behind him.

“Oh, wow, Moons, looks like you got a leech.” Sirius commented, walking into the kitchen and raiding our cupboards.

“I was ready, but then she attached herself to me and she won’t let go.” Remus explained, rubbing my back softly as I clung onto him.

“You can’t take him.” I mumbled, my voice being muffled by his shirt and James laughed. “I’m serious, I need him.”

“Actually, I’m Sirius.” Sirius said, walking out of the kitchen with a spoon and a jar of peanut butter.

“Fuck you.” 

Sirius scoffed, “Rude.”

“C’mon, love, it’s only for a weekend.” Remus said and I just held on tighter.

“Nope. I’m a crazy obsessive bitch and you can’t go.”

“At least she’s self aware.” Sirius said as he left the house, stealing our peanut butter.

And ah, take me out, and take me home

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Sh, you’re okay now.” I soothed gently as Remus panted, the cuts across his body red and angry. I carefully wiped away dirt and blood and bandaged up his words, all the while talking quietly to him to calm his mind. “It’s all done, Rem, you’re okay.” I whispered, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead, he closed his eyes and almost instantly let sleep take over. I sighed and walked into the living room. “Rough night?” I asked the three boys and they nodded.

“It’s been getting worse lately.” James said, revealing the large cut on his upper arm.

“Well, everything will be alright. Let’s not worry him.”

We could let our friends crash in the living room

This is our place, we make the call

“Take your shoes off on my damn couch, Sirius Black.” I scolded as I walked out of the kitchen, a bowl of popcorn in my hand.

“My bad, your majesty.” he said and took his shoes off, throwing them at my legs.

“I don’t like you.”

“You love me.”

“Nuh uh.”

“Hello, love.” Remus interrupted, grabbing the popcorn from me and placing a kiss on my cheek.

“Hello, Rem.”

“What are we gonna watch?” Peter asked from his fort on the floor and James stuck his head out of it, opening his mouth and signaling Sirius to throw him a piece.

“Ooo!” I said excitedly, turning to Remus who already knew what I was going to suggest. “Can we watch-”

“Love and Pain and the Whole Damn Thing?” We said in sync and I laughed with a nod.

“We’ve watched literally every time we’ve had a slumber party.” James said with a frown and his wife threw a pillow at him.

“It’s a great movie, James.” Lily scolded.

And I'm highly suspicious that everyone who sees you wants you

I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

“Six, oo, seven.” I counted quietly and Remus snorted.

“What are you doing?” He asked.

“Counting, duh.”

“Well, yes, but what are you counting?”

I glanced at Remus, “The amount of people who look at you and do a double take, which obviously means they think you’re cute, which I wouldn’t blame them to be honest.”

“That’s cool. Sucks for them though, yeah?”

“Why?”

Remus paused and grabbed my arm, making me come to a halt. He smiled and pressed a soft kiss to my lips. “Because I’m all yours.”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

“Y/n, you are the love that came without warning; you had my heart before I could say no.” Remus recited to his friends.

“That is the cheesiest thing on Earth.” Sirius commented but James hit his arm.

“I think she’ll love it, and that makes it even cheesier.” He said with a nod and Remus smiled gently.

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

You're my, my, my, my

Lover

“Will you marry me?” Remus asked, finishing his speech that brought wet tears to my eyes.

“Yes, Rem, yes I will. Of course I will.” I whispered and he put the ring on my finger before standing up and throwing his arms around me. He spun me around in the air and set me down to plant a fat kiss on my lips, joy radiating off him.

Ladies and gentlemen, will you please stand?

With every guitar string scar on my hand

I take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover

“Do you, Y/n, take this man, Remus, to be your lawfully wedded husband?” The priest asked and I smiled at Remus, wiping a stray tear off his cheek.

“I do.”

“And do you, Remus, take this woman, Y/n, to be your lawfully wedded wife?” 

Remus nodded, “I do.”

My heart's been borrowed and yours has been blue

All's well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramatic and true to my lover

The priest nodded with a smile, “You may kiss the bride.” Whoops and hollers filled the air as our lips met, the loudest coming from Sirius, James, and Peter who were off to the side. I smiled into the kiss, happy to finally be tied to Remus - which also means his best friends - for the rest of our lives.

And you'll save all your dirtiest jokes for me

And at every table, I'll save you a seat, lover

“Y/n/n-” A small voice said and I looked down to see a five year old Harry pulling gently on my dress.

“Ah, my favorite boy.” I said and bent down to pick him up. “How are you, little man?” 

“I good.” He smiled wide, placing a wet kiss on my cheek and I laughed. “Uncle Remmy said to give you a kiss.”

I looked up at my husband who winked at me with a smile, “How kind of him. Can you go tell him it’s almost time for cake?” I said and Harry nodded as I set him down. He immediately began running to Remus as fast as his little legs would let him, an angry expression on his face with his teeth bared and little growls coming from his throat. 

Remus laughed as Harry whispered in his ear. He stood up and immediately made his way over.

“I assume you did not tell Harry that you wanted to meet me in the bedroom?” He said with a smirk and my eyes widened.

“What?!”

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close forever and ever?

And ah, take me out, and take me home (forever and ever)

“Ah, Paris, the city of love.” I sighed dreamily and Remus laughed.

“You are my city of love.” He said and I furrowed my brows.

“That makes zero sense.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive.”

“It makes sense to me.”

“You’re weird.”

“Are you sure?”

“Extra positive.”

You're my, my, my, my

Oh, you're my, my, my, my

Darling, you're my, my, my, my

I smiled at Remus and looked in his eyes as we laid together on the bed.

“You’re beautiful.” He whispered and my smile grew.

“You’re beautifuller.”

“You’re beautifulest.”

“You’re beautifullerest.”

Remus snorted, “That’s definitely not a word.”

I winked, “I’d beg to differ, Mr. Beautifullerest.”

Lover

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[tonberry-yoda]

Jotaro fluff Alphabet

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Jotaro Fluff Alphabet

notes - AHHHH I HAVE BEEN MISSING JOTARO TBH!!! Like I am obsessed with Jotaro in part 4 and kinda brainrotting I'm ngl LMFAO, so this will more than likely be more of a 4taro fluff alphabet, but it's the same dude LMFAO. Anyways, thanks for the request anon! I hope you have a super day and stay hydrated! <3

fluff alphabet

A ctivities - What do they like to do with their s/o? How do they spend their free time with them?

Go to the beach. Like come on LMFAO he would love to swim with you or just go on late night walks on the beach. He also loves to tell you stories I think. Like if you weren't there in Egypt, he will tell you all about it, but if you were, he would just reminisce or tell you new stories and teach you about the ocean.

B eauty - What do they admire about their s/o? What do they think is beautiful about them?

Your intelligence. If you are able to pick up on something or have passion about something, he thinks that's super hot. And just the way you speak, I think lol. Like he loves talking to you a lot and could literally listen to your voice for hours. Also the way your fingers feel when you give him head scratchies, but he would never admit that.

C omfort - How would they help their s/o when they feel down/have a panic attack etc.?

He would be calm and make sure that you're alright first and then take you outside. Fresh air can be super calming and helpful, so the first thing he will do is walk with you until you're ready to talk.

D reams - How do they picture their future with their s/o?

Marriage and children. That and traveling the world with you and the rest of your little family (dw, he won't run away like he did in canon LMFAO, in this house, we know he would be an amazing father)

E qual - Are they the dominant one in the relationship, or rather passive?

He can come off as the more dominant one, so that's how it feels most of the time, but honestly, it's pretty equal. He doesn't want you to feel lesser when you're with him, so everything equals out

F ight - Would they be easy to forgive their s/o? How are they fighting?

He would act like a grumpy little pouty pants and act like he's soooo mad at you. But then he'll be thanking you for dinner with a kiss on the cheek quietly. He will never apologize first because he's petty. But when you apologize, he quickly will and then tell you how much he loves you. But know you're gonna deal with a grumpy toddler when you do argue lol. They never last long and it can be rare.

G ratitude - How grateful are they in general? Are they aware of what their s/o is doing for them?

You have been everything to him. You were the one to pick him up out of a traumatic situation that he had to deal with and he is forever grateful and will not stop reminding you with sweet words. He knows what you are doing for him and he will never stop saying thank you <3

H onesty - Do they have secrets they hide from their s/o? Or do they share everything?

BIG SECRET KEEPER. And not on purpose to hurt you or anything, if anything, he thinks it's protecting you. You tell him to be more open because it hurts when he hides stuff, so know that he is getting better, but he has always hid stuff from you.

I nspiration - Did their s/o change them somehow, or the other way around? Like trying out new things or helped them overcome personal problems?

He finds himself smiling more. But other than that, not much. And that's a good thing. He never felt like he needed to change around you because you fell in love with that grumpy idiot and you'd rather keep that grumpy idiot forever <3 But you two have been through hell and back together, so he sees you as his one and only

J ealousy - Do they get jealous easily? How do they deal with it?

Y E S. You are a very kind and open person, so when he finds you talking to other people, he can get a little jealous. Especially because he is so introverted doesn't want to interrupt your conversation with this other person. But he will express it to you afterwards or sometimes if he's REALLY JEALOUS, he will walk right next to you mid convo and wrap his arm around your waist and DEAD STARE the other person until they leave. He's a menace tbh

K iss - Are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

*passes out cutely* Y E S HE IS SUCH A GOOD KISSER AHHHH. Like his lips are so goddamn soft and he's kinda possessive with his kisses in a really hot way and then he'll always pull away making you want more because he's evil like that. But yeah. The first kiss was really good because he shyly pecked you on the cheek on the beach and then acted like nothing happened until you pulled him down in the sand and pressed kisses all over his cute little face all night.

L ove Confession - How would they confess to their s/o?

He didn't. I'm sorry. Dude was WAY to shy for that LMFAO. You had to. But after that, he always tells you that he loves you every day <3

M arriage - Do they want to get married? How do they propose? What would the marriage be like?

Oh absolutely. You two have been on some crazy adventures, so to do that for the rest of both of your lives together sounds good to him. So on that note, he would propose to you on the - you guessed it - the beach! No one was around and he just kinda slipped the ring on your finger and asked you very nicely. The wedding will only be close friends and family and nothing crazy, which is really nice for the both of you tbh

N icknames - What do they call their s/o?

Oh god, probably nothing really. Maybe starfish if he's feeling really cutesy, but he usually just uses your name or something like honey.

O n Cloud Nine - What are they like when they are in love? Is it obvious for others? How do they express their feelings?

The same as he usually is on the outside lol. Like totally not obvious. However, when it's just the two of you he gets all cuddly and tells you how much he loves you all the time, the little turd.

P DA - Are they upfront about their relationship? Do they brag with their s/o in front of others? Or are they rather shy to kiss etc. when others are watching?

BIG NO. I'm sorry, but bro will not talk about you at all like even at work. Like maybe he'll mention he's married like one time, but other than that, he's just working at work lol. And he will NEVER kiss you or hug you or anything out in public. Maybe hold your hand if you really just grab it, but he won't initiate anything. The lil dude is too shy.

Q uirk - Some random ability they have that's beneficial in a relationship.

Always tells you that he loves you. His love language is words of affirmation, so he will always tell you that he loves you. So you never need to be reminded because it's a habit now that brings you so much joy.

R omance - How romantic are they? What would they do to make their s/o happy? Cliché or rather creative?

Pretty romantic. Most of your dates are outside like picnics in the backyard or beach walks, so I would say that's pretty romantic. He would do anything to make you happy, even if that's doing something crazy for a date lol.

S upport - Are they helping their s/o achieve their goals? Do they believe in them?

Oh hell yeah! He will always be here for you and help you with whatever you need. You two have always done stuff together and he wants to keep it that way! He will always be helping you no matter what and hoping that you'll do the same

T hrill - Do they need to try out new things to spice out your relationship? Or do they prefer a certain routine?

He is totally fine with routine. You two have always accidently been on crazy "dates" fighting stands and stuff, but when it isn't that way, your relationship is very chill and VERY cozy, which is lovely.

U nderstanding - How good do they know their partner? Are they empathetic?

He knows you better than most. You two communicate a lot, so he will always know what's up with you just because he knows you so well. He is always very caring about your feelings and all that, even if he looks angy most of the time, but know that beneath that pissed off face he is a teddy bear.

V alue - How important is the relationship to them? What is it’s worth in comparison to other things in their life?

It means a lot to him. Just because you two have been through so much, he kind of needs you by his side to feel comfortable doing certain things like fighting or having to remember the trauma from the SDC time. You mean the literal world to him and he hopes you feel the same because he will do anything to protect you.

W ild Card - A random Fluff Headcanon.

He is an AMAZING cuddler. Like when you two are alone and cuddling, he hugs you so tight and is your little weighted blanky to fall asleep to. Also, he loves being little spoon tee hee

X OXO - Are they very affectionate? Do they love to kiss and cuddle?

Only in private. He will never reveal to anyone how cuddly he really is and if you tell anyone, you're dead, I'm sorry. But yes, he is a big teddy bear who will love to cuddle more than anything with you, so expect a lot of kisses and cuddles when you get home

Y earning - How will they cope when they're missing their partner?

He'll be fine I think because he knows that you'll come back, but he does get really REALLY worried. Like he will call you a lot to make sure you're doing okay and always just be super worried at home. He knows you'll be fine, but he doesn't want to lose you, so expect a very worried boyfriend lol

Z eal - Are they willing to go to great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind of?

He will do anything for you and will even take a bullet for you. The last thing he wants is to lose you and he will do anything to keep you with him. Like bro would be willing to fight DIO again if you were in danger. He wants to be your protector because he feels like he has to, so he's your big protective teddy bear

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[missmonsters2]

The Colliding Tides of You | Part 1

Pairings: [AVENGERS x Bi!READER ]

- WandaNat x Reader

- Stucky x Reader

- Tony Stark x Reader

Summary: You hadn't known what happened. One moment, you were running for your life. The next moment, you were falling from the sky and your only hope was calling the one number you had to save you. You were in a universe where the Avengers existed and you had no idea what to do. You fight between doing what's right and what feels right. Do you return to your own universe or do you stay with the people you love? [Set after AoU and canon divergence after.]

Chapter Warnings: None.

Series Masterlist

Note: Ahhh, I'm so excited for this! I've been lowkey obsessed with avengers x reader for a long time LOL hope you enjoy!

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You'd never given much thought to how you'd die. Well, sure, it was a vague and distant thought. Everyone dies, after all. You're aware that life could come crashing into you, and it could be a horrific accident, but you were hoping for the old age route. 

You were running.

You remember that much.

You had been terrified as you stumbled. You turned to look, and then everything turned white. 

And now, you were falling. 

The wind ripped through your hair, burning your eyes. You turned around to look up at the sky instead of the impending ground. 

God, you were so high up, and you had no fucking parachute. No gear. 

You felt around your body frantically, wanting to cry when you felt nothing until your hand grazed over a bump in your back pocket—a phone.

You took it out quickly but carefully. The last thing you needed was to accidentally drop the phone midair and have no way to get it. You fumbled to turn it on and noticed you only had 10% battery left and almost wanted to cry. 

You recognized your own phone. It had been at 10% when you had been running as well. 

Your thoughts were a mess. 

Who do you call when you're falling 50,000ft in the air?

911?

What could 911 do? Could they send a helicopter for someone to come get you with a parachute? 

Would they make it in time?

But when you opened up your contacts, there was only one number.

No.

This couldn't be. 

But the name and number stared back at you. 

It had to be a joke, right?

You didn't recognize the number other than it being a New York area code.

Maybe it's from being so high up in the air, the falling hindering how well you could breathe and get oxygen to your brain. 

That was the only explanation you could think of for thinking—but what if it wasn't a joke? What if it was real?

It was probably a mistake to call this number instead of 911, but—but if it was real, you're chancing of being saved would be higher.

You pressed dial on the contact and put it to your ear, shocked you were even picking up reception. 

Unless that meant you were getting closer to the ground. 

"Hello?" The caller picked up, sounding cautious and confused. "How did you get this number?"

"Is—" You choked. The air was so hard to breathe, and you wondered if your lungs were collapsing. It was so hard to hear on top of that too. Were you going deaf?

"Is this Tony Stark?" You barely managed to get out the words as you heaved for air that didn't seem to be making it to your lungs. 

"Yes...who is this?" 

You could hear some noise in the background and wondered briefly what he was doing. 

"Please help me," you choked. "I'm falling."

There was snort on the other line. "That's a horrible pick-up line and also really bad background noise. Listen, I don't know if you're some crazy stalker but—"

"No, seriously, Mr. Stark. I'm literally falling from 50,000ft in the air, and I don't have a parachute, and I will become splattered brain matter if you don't help me," you started coughing violently as you finished your words.

There was silence on the other end of the line before you could hear—

"FRIDAY, scan the surrounding area and trace the closest cell tower to her phone."

"Detected body 50 feet from you. Too far to scan vitals."

"Maximize jet boots and repulsors. Hold on, kid. I'm coming for you."

But you couldn't hear anything at that point. The oxygen deprivation was getting to your head as you fought to stay awake. 

It feels like a million years but really, only seconds before you're in someone's arms.

"Easy there, I got you...alright, wow, you're definitely not a kid."

He's flying down steadily for your sake. Slower but still quickly, so you don't stay oxygen-deprived. As you descend, you suddenly feel something click over your head and a rush of oxygen floods in. You suck the air in greedily as you try to not hyperventilate.

"Easy, easy. Breathe slowly."

You tilted your head up and found an Iron Man Mask looking back at you and realized you're wearing one yourself. He must've called for a spare helmet for you.

You try to do as he says and breathe slowly, and you begin to feel better even though the chill starts to set in. 

"Where...are....you...taking...me?" You speak slowly, your voice raw and weak. 

"Back to the Avengers' Compound. We have a medi-bay there that's way better than any other hospital in the state. Plus, I’ve got questions."

You don't have the energy to argue against it, and you're unsure if you would. Even though Tony Stark didn't know you, you knew him. He was the only thing you knew in this strange universe you've found yourself in. 

You look down at your hands and find they're still yours, at least. You're still you.

Just.

Maybe the You of this universe. 

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You slowly woke up to a quiet beeping noise. The lights were somewhat bleary and blinded you. You had a massive headache, and when you looked down to find an IV hooked up to you, you felt your heart jump.

You could feel a nasal cannula on your face, and you tried to think about why you'd have one.

Falling.

You had been falling.

You couldn't breathe.

You were trying to fight the rising panic in your limbs and throat. Your heart was racing and thudding almost painfully in your chest.

"Whoa, easy there, tiger."

You snapped your head to the side and found Tony Stark coming through the door with two cups. You could smell coffee.

"FRIDAY alerted me you had woken up. How are you feeling?"

You stared at him, tracing his movements carefully as he came to sit down beside you in the chair. He holds the water out to you, but you don't take it, so he then pulls over a tray in front of you and places your cup there.

You peer down and see that yours was filled with water while his cup was coffee. 

You take the cup, sipping on the cool water, wincing lightly as it does down your dry throat.

"Okay...tired," you eventually replied as you looked around.

"You're at the Avenger's Compound," Tony said as he looked at your curious face, and you recalled that's where he said when he was flying you to safety.

"You were really lucky I was out and about flying to get fresh air," Tony said steadily, his eyes narrowed in suspicion at you. "How did you get my number? That's my private and personal number. Only a few people have it. I've only just given it to Capsicle."

You stare at him.

"Ugh, Captain America? America's golden boy? Steve Rog—"

"I know," you whisper, fidgeting with your cup.

"You know..." Tony repeated after you with a brow raised. "Do you know all of the Avengers?"

"Doesn't everyone?" You reply with a half-hearted smile. 

Tony narrowed his eyes at you, filled with suspicion and clearly saying he didn't appreciate you avoiding his question. You couldn't blame him. If this was the Avengers' Compound, you had some idea of where you were in the timeline.

You looked at Tony's face and how weary and tired he looked. The facilities looked new, so you could only guess this was right after the battle of Sokovia. 

The thought made you rather sad as you looked back down. This meant that things were leading up to the Civil War, and you weren't sure how you felt about that.

You weren't sure how you felt about anything. 

Your thoughts kept racing.

How did you get here?

How was this real?

Had you actually died?

How do you get back home?

Did you even want to go back home?

People were chasing you there. 

Were you safe?

You looked back at Tony.

You were safe, you decided. For now, at least.

"I...don't belong here," you say quietly but still loud enough for Tony to hear. 

"Don't belong here..." Tony cocked his brow. "Here like this medical bay...or in New York or..."

"Here, like this universe," you whispered, grimacing at how stupid it sounded, but you're unsure why when someone like Dr. Strange existed. He would understand.

Tony actually laughed. 

"Wow, maybe this isn’t pumping enough oxygen to your brain still," Tony looked ready to adjust your machine when you glared at him.

"Is that so hard to believe when you've fought aliens? You don't even know—" you immediately snapped your mouth shut as you huffed.

You don't know the laws of the universe and time travel. How good could it be to reveal what was coming to someone like Tony, who was experiencing PTSD, paranoia, and guilt?

"Are you an alien then?" Tony asked slowly, eyeing you up and down to access you. You looked so human, though.

"No," you said, though it sounded very uncertain. "No," you repeated this time with more confidence. You weren't an alien. You were a human that experienced too much. 

Perhaps you and Tony weren't too different. 

"Can I get your name now?" Tony asked, changing the subject, but not really. You knew he was asking to see if he could pull up anything on you.

But you tell him anyway. You were curious about yourself as well.

"I'm Tony, but I think you knew that," Tony throws out there, but he's not smiling.

"You mean the genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist...?" You say and give a small smile when Tony's lip twitches as he holds back a grin himself. But then he frowns as he wonders where you've heard him say that. 

Suddenly, something beeped, making you jump slightly, spilling some of the water. 

Tony just eyes you briefly before he checks his phone. 

"The rest of them are here."

"The rest of them?" 

"The Avengers."

You pale noticeably that it has Tony looking slightly alarmed.

"What's wrong?" He asks, but you just shake your head.

You find it hard to swallow again, but people are bustling in to your room before you can even ask him to maybe save the introductions another day. 

The faces bombard you before you even have a chance to turn away. 

Steve, Natasha, Wanda, Vision, and Clint. 

It's Steve's and Natasha's faces that make you feel like you're going to be sick.

You feel sick to your stomach because you know what happens.

And even if you had not experienced it personally, it didn't mean you hadn't come to love these characters—people in your own way. 

You had loved them from a distance.

You had been immersed in their universe when you were on your own and even when you were surrounded by people. 

So, to know what happens and see them, you were going to be sick. 

You were still adjusting to Tony, and just barely. 

It was too much. 

It was too real. 

The only thing you could think of was how painful and disappointing it had been to know what happened by just reading and watching. If it had been that painful, how would it be to actually experience it personally?

You gripped your blanket, trying to control your breathing as you looked away from them.

"Uh, Tony, is she okay?" Steve asked as he assessed you, but you wouldn't turn to look his way.

Your heart monitor was spiking, and it was suddenly hard to breathe again.

Was this a panic attack? You thought about it distantly, trying to think about something else to calm yourself.

"Hey, hey," Tony stood up as he looked at your monitor before you. "What's wrong? What's—" Tony tried to put his hand on your shoulder, but you flinched.

"Get out," you breathed, your chest rising and falling.

"What?" Tony said, but you couldn't even look at him.

"GET OUT!" You screamed. 

Natasha's the one who pulls everyone out of the room and shuts the door as you close your eyes and try to think about something else and slow your breathing.

You have 10 fingers and 10 toes.

You can smell the coffee that Tony left behind. 

You could see the little squiggly lines behind your eyelids.

You could taste your own mouth, which was gross, but it was better after the water.

You could feel the soft sheets under your fingers and wondered if it was because this was practically Tony's private medi-bay that it was so luxurious. 

Slowly, you began to calm down, the oxygen from the nasal cannula helped greatly, and you pressed your palm to your eye. 

That was so embarrassing. 

You were losing your shit over fictional people.

Except, they weren't.

Not anymore, not in this universe. 

You were feeling too much at once.

Scared.

Betrayed.

Upset.

Cautiously elated. 

But mostly just anxious.

One step at a time, you told yourself. Figure out the situation now, and then think about what you will do after understanding what's happening now. 

You take a few more moments to collect yourself, preparing to see everyone again. 

They were strangers.

They didn't know you, and you didn't know them. No amount of comics and movies could ever change the fact they were real people and have their own nuances you didn't know about.

You press the help button at the side of your bed and wait patiently. 

Tony is the one to stick his head back in first, cautiously. 

You nodded at him, and he came through slowly, and you feel bad. 

"I'm sorry," you apologize, but Tony just shrugs, and you know he gets it. 

"I can just tell everyone to go back if you just want to rest today. I'm afraid you can't leave here until things are settled though," Tony says, and you can tell he's trying to be sympathetic about keeping you here, but you can tell he's not. 

You don't mind. 

Mostly because you have nowhere to go.

Or maybe you did but just didn't know where it was?

"No, it's fine," you shook your head. "I'd rather get it over with now."

"Are you sure about that?" Tony narrowed his eyes at you. 

You nodded, and he relented. 

"Alright,” he hummed. “ Meet the Avengers."

Part 2

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[jgnico]

hi!! i'm stumbling into your ask box again, hope you don't mind

i wonder,, what are your thoughts on Geto's upbringing? i've seen quite a few takes on what his childhood could've been like, but as long as the story itself is not particularly generous with answers in this regard, the topic stays controversial -- at least for me. i personally tend to think that there were some issues in the household, and the environment he grew up in was not exactly a safe space for a child. because we have to assume that, being that strong at the age of sixteen, chances are he was familiar with his technique for long enough already, probably having started consuming curses pretty early on. so what does that say about his parents? thinking of the prospect of forced eating makes me feel unwell. and what about the fact he was a sorcerer born to a non-sorcerers family? how frightening and unclear and lonely must that have been? were his parents aware of their child's exact whereabouts after he enrolled into Jujutsu High? how much did they know? also, taking in consideration all the problems inherent in Japan's educational system, is there a chance that Geto's gift was a sort of convenience to them? because sorcerers are usually pretty well-off due to high demand and low supply and their son's abilities could solve financial problems related to getting him educated? could they have some inner motifs while also being genuinely concerned about Geto's well-being? might it be a reason why they encouraged their son, a literal child, to absorb those foul, god-awful beings? could they fully understand what they're asking him to do, lacking the ability to even see those creatures? but then again, i find it hard to imagine somebody coming out of an abusive household and still having a strict moral codex and a concrete sense of justice like Geto's. and when he says that the sorcerers have a responsibility to protect the weak, doesn't he think about his parents first? what if he's clinging so determinedly to his ideas because he needs them to somehow rationalize his childhood experience? and what if those ideas stem from his parents guilt tripping him in the past? and what's up with his distinctly traditional clothes? might he come from a religious background?

so what's your opinion on *vaguely gestures at everything above* all of that? apologies for such a lengthy ask, i obsess over thinking about geto and just needed to share it with somebody more competent and knowing than me,, and i would genuinely love to hear your thoughts!! thank you! 🧡

I don't mind at all! Welcome back to the askbox.

I was looking around for some posts where I speculated about Geto's upbringing that had some lovely additions to it by @lulubaii where they share their thoughts as well, but I couldn't find them, sorry.

That being said, I go one of two ways on Geto's upbringing where I either think his childhood and relationship with his parents was fine, normal even. Or where he didn't have a stellar upbringing at all.

I lean more toward the latter, for reasons that I'll get into in a second, but I do appreciate how sad him having a normal boring childhood would be when you add the context of him feeling like he had to kill them to cement his own ideas. Where killing them wasn't born out of any specific negativity toward them, but rather what they were -- non-sorcerers. If there was love there, then that makes Geto's actions all the more heartbreaking and awful, and adds to the idea that there was no going back for him once he committed to the path he wanted to take. If he ever had his doubts about his actions (and I like to think he did, no matter how much he didn't want to): How do you forgive yourself for that? How do you reconcile that with anything other than overwhelming grief and regret? You can't. So you don't. So you press forward and insist, even to yourself -especially to yourself- that you're doing what's necessary.

All of that being said, I actually think that Geto had a troubled upbringing, or at least one that was neglectful if not outright abusive. There are two reasons for this; the first being the question of how he even knew that he could eat curses, and the second being the fact that his immediate next step after rescuing Mimiko and Nanako (two sorcerers -children- that were abused by non-sorcerers that didn't understand what they were and used the excuse of fear to hate/harm them for it) was to kill his own parents.

Edit: I found two of the posts I was looking for. [xx]

There's so much immediacy to him going after his parents that I never really articulated before. Assuming that the report of his actions reached the higher-ups --and his subsequent execution order was issued-- the day after, and he met with Shoko in Shinjuku in the late afternoon/early evening, that leaves him that single night/morning to find a place for the girls, travel to his home, kill his parents, and then travel to Shinjuku.

And sure, you could argue that he was operating on the 'high' of what happened in the village, but I find it hard to believe that the adrenaline carried him through the entire journey to kill them unless he had something to be angry at them specifically for. My question would be: Was he upset over something they did or something they didn't do? Is it a case of them using his technique for their own gain until he was scouted and that income could be supplemented through his missions instead? Or did they fail to protect him from the same kind of people that set him off in the village?

The answer that I've landed on after lots (and lots) of thinking is that Geto's parents were probably just extremely poor, and him figuring out his technique was the result of hunger. He most likely found out soon after eating one that Curses weren't a viable food source, but until he tried one, they would have been one that only he had access to. It would've doubled as a secret only he knew and a way to lessen the burden of providing for him, which is exactly the kind of thinking that I could see a young child falling into. Then, as he and his collection of curses grew over the years, it's possible that he (through the urging or actions of his parents) started using his technique to get money for their household from the people around them, which would have alienated him from the people in his town and might have inspired a less extreme but equally hurtful version of the fear and hate that he saw mirrored with the girls.

I could also see how this would be something that solidified Geto's stance on protecting non-sorcerers while putting them in a lesser position than himself (i.e. him seeing them as 'the weak;' a concept that you can tie to both parents that he was providing for -protecing from poverty- and townsfolk that he was exorcising curses for -protection from curses), on top of adding some interesting context to his reaction and response when Gojo asks if he should kill the members of the SPVA. Specifically, him saying "Forget it. It's pointless" makes me wonder if he's been in a similar situation where he had to talk himself out of using his abilities against non-sorcerers after their actions caused him pain and he was falling back into that mindset when talking to Gojo. That they can't act against them, regardless of if they want to, so there's no reason to dwell on it.

Additionally, Geto exorcising Curses for money would have more than likely drawn the attention of a Window, seeing as it's their job to scout for curses. (Therefore, providing Sorcerers a way to make money.)

If Geto was getting rid of Curses around his village frequently enough or for long enough --like the nine years between his Technique manifesting and his being admitted to the school-- it would have probably created an anomaly where there weren't any Curses (or any strong enough Curses to require a Sorcerer) where there should be, prompting an investigation into why that was happening.

My (loose) supporting evidence for this idea would be the issues with food that Geto develops after the Star Plasma Vessel incident (a habit that he could have broken and then fallen back into once he was under enough stress, which isn't at all unheard of, especially with people that grew up food insecure) and the role he falls into once he starts his cult, i.e. using his technique to "cure" people to collect curses and money. He seems perfectly comfortable doing so if you don't count his general dislike of dealing with non-sorcerers, so it isn't unrealistic to me that he'd be operating under prior experience. Same as the struggles with eating, it'd be like falling back into a bad habit of sorts.

Side Note: I heard a quote the other day that went something along the lines of "One year of consistency can change the trajectory of a person's life, regardless of what stage of life they're in" and while this was speaking toward stable, consistent support and positive relationships changing someone's life for the better, it stands that the opposite is true as well. One year without adequate support and negative or absent relationships can very much turn someone for the worse, whether that represents itself internally or externally. And I think it's safe to say that Geto was very much lacking in consistent support and friendship (him and Gojo going on so many missions alone, away from each other, Shoko, and their kohai) in the year between Riko's death and Geto's defection.

All of this isn't to say that Geto's parents are to be blamed for their own deaths or that his actions weren't inexcusable, but it does add important context, I think.

Trauma, especially the kind that he and Gojo went through, fundamentally changes a person, and not just emotionally.

A topic that I've always found interesting and highly recommmend further reading on if you want is how trauma physically affects our brains and the rest of our body. Specifically, when our brain is still developing throughout our childhoods and teenage years, significant trauma (Toji) and repeated triggering of fight or flight (the influx of missions) can cause the brain put itself into survival mode even when danger isn't actually present. (This is partly where we get things like extreme anxiety, ptsd, c-ptsd, and other stress disorders.) The problem with this is that when your brain goes into suvival mode it pushes blood away from itself and your vital organs and out to your extremities (arms, legs, etc) so that you can get away from whatever the danger is. This, in turn, can cause issues with memory formation, emotion regulation, our ability to reflect and respond to issues we have with moral flexibility, and our ability to feel empathy (etc, the list goes on) on top of having long term effects on our bodies itself like lack of appetite, persistent anger and irritation, disassociation and confusion, faster heart-rate, issues with over- or under-sleeping, susceptibility to chronic illness, etc.

But let's get back on topic and answer your other questions:

I imagine Geto was very lonely before he went to Tokyo; no one in his family were sorcerers and I doubt that anyone else in his village was either, since he was scouted to be a sorcerer (probably by a Window) instead of referred by one. I highly doubt he had anyone that he could relate to about the whole issue of seeing curses and the inherent disgust involved with using his technique. I also think the isolation concerning the latter probably didn't go away even after he moved to the high school, seeing as he points out he's the only one that truly knows what a curse tastes like. It's something that sets him apart from both sorceres and non-sorcerers, something that others him.

I don't think that his parents had much of an idea of what his time at Jujutsu Tech was like. I highly doubt the school gives an accurate report to their students' families on what their kids are doing, and if Geto's parents truly viewed him/his technique in a negative light, I'd think that they were most likely just happy that he wasn't around while also getting a free education from a religious private school,* plus an allowance from the school for his missions and rank as a sorcerer. (If I remember correctly, Special Grades get a decent amount of money based on their rank alone, even before adding the payouts involved with exorcising higher-level Curses.)

I actually don't find it all that hard to see Geto coming away from an abusive or negligent household with a high moral code and a strong sense of justice. Plenty of people do all the time, and the idea that they don't is more of a myth than a fact. Yes, some people grow up and continue to perpetuate cycles of abuse, but correlation doesn't at all equal causation. In fact, the opposite is more common; where someone escapes their initial unhealthy environment only to end up in another one because they have no other frame of reference that allows them to recognize the ways in which it was unhealthy in the first place.

As for why he chose monk robes to wear after defecting, I'll reference Gege here, and say that Geto picked the Gojo-kesa simply because it had Gojo in the name and it helped him hold on to what he had given up. (Now that I think about it, it also probably served as a reminder of why he was doing what he was doing in the first place. Kinda like the "Do it for her" meme, but with clothes that have your best friend's name.)

*In chapter 3 it's stated that the Jujutsu Technical College operates under the facade of a religious private school.

#sorry for the lack of supporting manga panels! #i'm lazy and this is already almost 2k words long #i dont think anyone wants it to be longer😭 #jujutsu kaisen #geto suguru #meta answers #🧡 anon #answers #jjk meta #nicos meta

[i-got-a-bad-feeling-about-this]

Hello! So i have this idea for iswm and i would love to request it!

Ok like its canon that the captain is attractive, right? Then how about a fic where one of the crew members have a camera, and so like they have this secret competition for pictures with the captain? And the picture where the captain does something most attractive wins. Maybe there is a picture where the captain folds their arms in a cool way or maybe a picture where the captain puts an arm around a crew's shoulder which made them freak out the rest of the week and that picture wins. The captain is not aware of the competition, but the captain is aware that they are seen as attractive, so they didn't mind when people wanted to take pictures with them. In the end, the captain finds out about the competition, they're like "oh.. so that's what this is about?" And they just laugh it off, playing along and saying flirty stuff like "you're really swooning over me doing that, huh? I could've done more, but i don't think you're all ready for that"

Oof im sorry if this is too long or too detailed. I had this idea for a while and think it would be pretty cute haha

Capture the moment ( ISWM Mark X Captain)

+Main 3 crew simping for the captain

Summary- Mark, Gunther, CC, and Burt have a competition to see who can get the best photo of the captain looking good. The captain knows they are taking pictures of them, but not why. When the captain finds out Mark gets more than winning the competition.

TW's- LONG ( about 3,000 words), pictures being taken of captain but they don't mind, being caught kissing, very slight sexual innuendo if you squint, flirty captain, the crew simping for the captain, just fluff.

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Thank you so much for requesting, I had so much fun with this (maybe too much it is kinda long). I've been obsessed with ISWM rn and I've been itching to write for him. I was so excited to get this request! I mostly followed it, just kept it to the main crew ( Mostly) and it's mostly pictures of just the captain but you can imagine there were a few with the crew! I'm super happy with this and hope you enjoy it. Also, Mark Isn't written as Actor in this, but you can read it however you want!

Thanks for requesting anon <3

Everyone on the Invincible II knew your name. You are the kind and strong captain, who knows what they're doing, everyone respects you. Though their respect for you was not why they would (on occasion literally) throw themselves at you. You were very aware that the crew found you very attractive, it was no secret. So when the crew started to take photos of you, you didn’t give it too much thought. If it made them happy, you didn’t mind at all.

What you didn’t know was that there was a competition going on. 

About a week ago Burt, Gunther, CC and Mark were working on the computer, while you went around the ship to check in with the rest of the crew. For some reason the computer started to glitch and it affected all of the areas of the ship, so Mark had them come in and help reset part of the system. 

While Mark and Gunther were reprogramming the computer, CC and Burt talked. Burt was certainly a well spoken man ( At times ) and it seemed today he was going on about the beauty of space. CC didn’t mind listening at all, and quite enjoyed it. She (too often) had to deal with Mark and Gunthers yelling and Burts tangents were a nice change of pace. 

Burt moved from his place by CC to in front of the window, outlooking the stars. CC followed and as she took her place next to him he said 

“ Space is home to my lonely heart. When times are rough and I wonder if it was worth it to come to space I think of a poem my Grandmother would tell me,” He paused, a soft smile on his face, “On foot,I had to cross the solar system. before I found the first thread of my red dress. I sense myself already. Somewhere in space hangs my heart, shaking in the void, from it stream sparks,into other intemperate hearts.” CC placed a hand over her heart after hearing the beautiful poem. 

“ A beautiful poem by Edith Sodergan.” he continued, “ Space is truly a beautiful wonder.” As he finished he pulled out a small camera from his pocket and snapped a photo. 

 This initially got the attention of Mark and Gunther to CC’s disappointment. Mark snapped his head up and to no one's surprise hit his head on the underside of the monitor. 

Gunther after laughing at Mark, turned to Burt asking, 

“ Burt, How long have ya had that camera?”  He slid a cigar into his mouth and lit it. Burt shrugged his shoulder, “ The whole time, I don’t know how you havent noticed I wasn’t exactly hiding it. “ 

CC shook her head and answered, “ It's because these two knuckle heads were too focused on trying to blow things up.” Mark of course was offended, but before he could make a comeback Gunther put a hand over his mouth. 

“ Ya think we could see the photos that you have on there, eh Burt.” He asked, seeing it was a digital camera. Burt nodded and put the picture up on a small tablet that was in the room. 

Most of them were of the crew or parts of the reactor, but one stood out to all of them.

It was a picture of you, their captain, with a soft smile on your face on the bridge looking out onto space. The light of a nearby moon illuminated your features with a soft glow. Almost immediately they were asking Burt if he had any more pictures of the captain. He did not, but he said he could take more. 

“ Well what If we want to take a picture of Captain, I’m sure I could get an amazing candid being their second hand and always being around them.” Mark stated, hands on his hips. CC shook her head, 

“ Yeah we’d let you take pictures if we wanted blurry unfocused shots. You know nothing about cameras, Mark.” She argued, “ I, on the other hand, have experience with cameras, considering I set up the security cameras in each of the cryo pods.”  Gunther let out a hefty laugh at this. 

“ Like you’d be able to hold the camera steady. Obviously I'd be the best for the job, I’m great at targeting and holding things steady. “ Gunther said waving a gun, “ I also have quite the experience in “shooting””. Everyone let out a groan at the bad pun. CC offered a solution,

“ Well, How about this? Everyday someone gets to have the camera and we can all try to get good photos of the captain. “ Burt shrugged and pointed out, “ Not like that would be hard, They are quite stunning.”  The others shook their heads in agreement.

Mark’s face then lit up, and he said “ What if we made it a competition? Whoever gets the best picture of the captain they win. “ Gunther shook his head, 

“Burt would obviously win, it's his camera, he knows it best.” Gunther agured, and Burt shook his head and offered, 

“ What if it’s whoever captures the captain's beauty/ and or handsomeness best?” Burt offered.

Everyone one else murmured agreements. 

Mark clapped his hands together, “ Then It’s settled whoever has the best picture of the captain wins.” 

On the first day CC had the camera. The majority of her pictures were of you working. Her favorite picture was of you looking over the colonist being illuminated by the cool lighting of the room as you placed a gloved hand on the window fog around your body. She had been pretty confident she was going to win this.  

The next day was Gunther. He spent the whole day making you laugh and smile, mostly illuminated by the light of the ADS system. He was scheduled to show you how well the ADS was working and this meant you and him watching a bunch of asteroids get blown up by big ass lazers. 

The smile on your face when he handed you the control and let you shoot a few asteroids down was amazing and a close second to his favorite. You had put down the control and smirked as you looked at the destroyed steroids with your arms crossed. You looked like you came straight out of an action movie that for some reason would always cast the most attractive people to be the main character. Gunther had to take a picture.

You knew they were taking pictures of you, it was obvious. You didn't mind though, you would love to have pictures to remember the time in space. (Not like you would forget but still).You didn’t try to pose though, You had important work as captain and couldn't be posing all day as much fun as that would be. 

As the next day came it was finally Mark’s turn, to say he was excited was an understatement. He was practically bouncing off of the walls and this put you in a good mood. Mark was always positive but seeing him excited made you happy. It reminded you of how amazing it was that you were both here in space. 

As the day went on Mark took pictures everywhere and of everything you did. He had a picture of you sleepy and drinking your coffee, but he also had a picture of you giving out orders with a kind but determined look on your face. He wasn’t lying when he said he would take candids of you. He had one of you sipping your coffee and looking at him from the mug, one of you giving finger guns to Gunther. He was so proud of them all, but then the best picture came. 

You were walking to Life support, a small hobby of yours was tending to the plants in there when you had free time. Though as you opened the door you saw Burt’s second hand Tyler. Much like Burt he was calmer and more kept to himself, so you were surprised to see him there. It was after what was considered the “Work” day for them, which is why you were wearing a simple black shirt and your normal black pants. Mark usually hung around you after the work day had ended, not that you minded at all. 

“ Oh Hello Tyler, what brings you here?” you asked picking up a watering can, Tyler rubbed the back of his neck standing in front of an area that held plants. 

“ Well Captain, while Burt and I were collecting samples from passing planets we found something that I thought you might enjoy.” Tyler blushed a bit , “ This is just a gift from Burt and I thank you for being a good captain. “ 

Tyler stepped to the side and it was revealed he had planted a glowing white flower, shaped similarly to your favorite flower. You placed a hand over your heart, as you walked over to the plant. 

“ We did scans and we are a hundred precent sure it is safe to have aboard.” he said as you gently ran your fingers over a petal, the petal turning your favorite color. ( Mark did take a picture of this of course). 

You stood up with a soft smile, you wrapped an arm around his shoulder in kind of a side hug and said, “Thank you, this means alot to me Tyler.” Your kind eyes sparkled, colors from different plants lit your face, but the most noticeable was the glow of the new flower. Mark quickly took a picture, and then for the first time that day put the camera away and watched with a smile. He thought you deserve so much more than you're willing to accept, so it’s nice seeing this. A soft smile covered his face as he looked at your beaming smile, no picture could ever do you justice. There was no way to capture the feeling of the moment with a camera. 

You released Tyler to get a closer look at the flower and Mark had to stifle a laugh. Tyler stood there face red, mouth slightly agape, and his body as stiff as a board. Mark put a hand on his shoulder. Tyler turned to him and quietly but quickly said, 

“ I’ve gotta go.” Tyler rushed out of the room, Mark shrugged and turned back to you. 

The rest of the night was you two talking about plants in the life support room. 

The next day it was Burt's turn. He mostly took pictures of you interacting with the crew. Though he did get a nice photo of you looking at the reactor, which he personally loved. He wasn’t able to take many pictures as it was a busy day, though it was worth it to have the next day “off”. 

As the next day rolled around it was finally time to look at the pictures of you and it was fair to say everyone was excited. You had no idea what was going on as of the moment. They had all decided to meet in the cafeteria and go through the photos. 

The whole time they were commenting about how amazing you looked, and how it was crazy how you looked this good all of the time. Light blushes on each of their cheeks as they went through the photos. That was until they landed on Mark’s photo of you on life support. 

Everyone's jaws dropped as they looked at the photo. Everything was amazing, your smile, slight blush, your casual clothes, and the lights dancing in your eyes. 

As if on cue you walked into the cafeteria and saw the group of people. You walked over and placed a hand on Mark’s shoulder, 

“ Hey, what’s going on….” Your voice drifted off as you saw what they were all looking at. You blushed a bit and motioned for Mark to move so you could sit next to him, which he did. 

“ Wow, I didn't think I could look that good.” you commented. You then asked Burt, 

“ Do you think I could look at them?” You were aware Burt had a camera and would occasionally take pictures, but considering the amount of time you saw that camera the last week you were curious. 

They handed you the camera and you started to go through the photos, they were all of you? A surprised look appeared on your face,

“ Not that I mind much, but is there a reason why there are so many pictures of me?” you asked light heartedly, before continuing “ If you wanted to get a close look you all could’ve just asked.” you let a small smirk fall on your face, as the rest of them blushed. 

“ Uh, well, Captain, we all had a competition to see who could get the best picture of you.” CC said, and Gunther interrupted with, 

“ We all thought we could get the hottest picture of you and so we had a competition is what she really means cap’n” 

You let out a little laugh, “ Oh, so that's what this is about huh?” They nodded their heads yes, and your smirk turned into a smile.

“ Well I must say, I am flattered you all.” you then looked down at the picture of you that Gunther took with your arms crossed, 

“ So you find me doing my job hot , huh? ” you teased Gunther and for the first time he went speechless.You let out a small laugh,

 Though you found yourself looking at a picture Mark took of just you looking at the plants.. 

“ I was just looking at plants.” You turned to mark with a smirk, “ you're really swooning over me looking at plants, huh? I could've done more than look at plants with you Mark, but I don't think you're ready for that yet, head engineer" You winked and slung an arm around his shoulders. Mark turned red, the other laughed a bit. Though the conversation quickly changed to possibly taking some pictures of other crew members and printing out the picture they took.As the conversation went on you eventually removed your arm from Mark’s shoulders. Though Mark couldn’t hear any of the conversation.

His senses were overwhelmed by you, your stunning smile, eyes shining brighter than any star, and your calming voice that sounded like heaven to him. He could smell the body mist you wore everyday, the one he got you as a gift. As if he wasn’t yearning for you enough, you turned to him and gave him a soft smile. He took a deep breath as you placed your hand over his, moving to sit closer to him. All he could feel was your leg pressed against his and your hand on his. Your ungloved hand holding his. He honestly thought he was going to explode, the one coherent thought he was able to form was, 

“ I think I love them.” 

Eventually the others left to enjoy their day off. Not that Mark noticed, all he noticed was you turning to him. 

“ You okay Mark? You were unusually silent.” you asked, he gulped and spoke

“ Yeah, um, yeah I’m doing great captain.” you blushed a bit before saying, 

“ Uh, I wanted to say this sooner but I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable earlier with my flirting. “ A sheep smile on your face. Mark’s eyes wided before he shook his head and exclaimed, 

“ No, No, No I was absolutely comfortable with it, captain. It was amazing, You're amazing.” his face turned red as he registered what he said. Before he could say anything you looked at him in surprise, before quickly taking his hand and leading him to the life support room. You needed to be alone with him for this. 

“ I’m sorry I didn-” marked started before you cut him off, 

“ Did you mean it?” you asked, 

“ Mean what?” he questioned 

“ Do you …think I'm amazing?” you clarified and gently took his hand standing in front of him. Mark took a deep breathe before answering, 

“ I do, you're the most amazing person I know. You're kind, strong, funny, smart and loyal. You're the best captain, but you're also the best person I know.” He gently raised the hand that was holding his and pressed a kiss to your knuckles. 

“ You are so stunning in so many ways. You have no idea what you mean to me (y/n).” he stated, using your real name for the first time in a long time. 

Your voice went soft as you said, “ Mark, I- “ you paused stepping closer. 

“ Tell me if this is crossing a line, but I think I love-” before you could finish your sentence Mark pulled you into him and kissed you. He placed a hand on your lower back and one on your face cradling your cheek. Your arms wrapped around his body as you both shared a gentle but passionate kiss. You leaned into him, trying to be impossibly close to him. He did the same as he moved his hand to the back of your neck and tilted your head gently making the kiss more passionate than gentle. He started to back you up when-

“CLICK” 

You and Mark pulled back to see Burt and the others standing there. Mark let an annoyed look cross his face , as a  blush covered your face. Gunther chuckled then said, 

“ Oh don't mind us Cap’n, we're just capturing the moment. “ You then provided to hide your face in Mark’s chest. Mark shook his head before grabbing your hand and leading you out of the room and to your private office. ( Which you didn’t use very much).

You let out a groan and say, 

“ Oh stars Mark, that was so embarrassing, what are they going to think of me?” you then shook your head, “ I mean I’m not ashamed to be with you or anything it’s just we got walked in on.” 

You let out another groan of embarrassment as Mark laughed lightly and pressed a kiss to your head. 

“ It’s a little embarrassing, but at least now we can’t be interrupted.” He said as he leaned in for another kiss, you happily met him in the middle.

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[nogenderbee]

♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ 𝕐𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕖 ℂ, ℕ, 𝕋 ₊˚ˑ༄

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ anon request: C, N, and T yandere alphabet for Mizuki?

Love your writing btw💞💞

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ Yeaaaah!! So happy to see some love for Mizu! Also thank you smm <333 I'm so happy to hear it!!

I swear I enjoyed writing it smm!! I love writing yandere Mizu already!! I really hope they get more love because AAAAH the silly <3 Anyway, hopefully you'll like it just as much as I did!

*ੈ✩‧₊˚ TW: unhealthy obsession, yandere love, manipulation, possessiveness, mentions of death threats

Not putting affiliation because I'm aware of how triggering this could be.

✧ Crazy = How easy do they enter crazy mode? How do they act when they are in it?

Mizuki is actually pretty calm when it comes to that. Someone needs to REALLY piss them off! And the biggest trigger would be someone bullying you to the point you can't take it anymore and are thinking of really dark thoughts. They wanted to be calm but now? They don't even care if they'll be catched!!

Sneaky death notes to your bullies become whole bullying paragraphs on internet, posting their emberassing pictures, facts, rumors, additionally spreading all the stuff mentioned around school, anything to get rid of them from your life! They'll also go into blaming them for vandalizing school just so they'll be kicked out of your school.

"They're doing what?!! Oh no no no! Just trust me it'll be alright... I'll make sure to handle them. Hm? Oh no, it's just your mind! Haha! I'm normal!"

✧ Non stop = How clingy they'll be when you're in relationship? How possessive are they? And how much free space do they give you?

Mizuki is actually very clingy partner! They don't care if you just pulled away from 4 hours cuddle session and you're late for classes, it's time to be peppered with kisses!! They're somehow always holding your hand or clinging onto your side even when you're walking! So you can say freely their affection is at it's top!

And as you maybe guessed... their possessiveness isn't any better! They're so clingy it's actually possessive. I mean... everyone could see it the moment they came to school more often just to be by your side! Whenever you go, they'll want to go with you. Obviously not to toilet and if you need some time alone, they'll understand, but if you take more than 3 hours, they'll start whining you don't love them anymore and began tired of this relationship! So you have no other choice but to come back~

"No! Don't leave!! You're cheating on me, aren't you?! You were just playing with my feelings! If not then don't go and prove it!! You know how sad just the thought made me? I'm literally about to cry..!"

✧ Type = What type of Yandere are they?

Mizuki would be the manipulator type! Because why get their hands dirty when they can just use their appearance and words to make you think they're the only one you need and to make others eliminate themselves?

They're good at acting so you won't even know it when these tears are real and when they're just trying to achieve their goal with it... But guilt trapping is definitely their favorite method~ It's so comforting to see you care so much for them after all~

"I didn't knew you're like this... I... I actually thought you liked and cared about me but... it seems I was wrong yet again... I'll never be able to have anyone, will I? I really am just bad, aren't I?"

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[imagine--if]

Soft yandere Eddie with a reader who he first meets when he's taking out a corrupt official. She was his secretary and at the wrong place at the wrong time so she ends up being temporarily abducted as a hostage until his plan is complete. "I'm so sorry princess I just can't risk anything going wrong." He ends up falling in love with her within literally 20 minutes. "It's alright sweet thing you won't have to work for a pig like him ever again 🥰." Reader ends up in his lap being smothered with cuddles and kisses when the reality of the situation sinks in and she gets homesick

A/N: Hehe I love this idea, I don't realise how much I get into writing these until my eyes water from how wide they are 😂 Only have two exams left now thank god, so I'll be able to keep on top of matchups and more requests and stuff 💚

Pairing: Dano!Riddler x reader (The Batman 2022)

Warnings: Descriptions of violence, obsessive loving Riddler, kidnapping 😏

Words: 1270

It had all happened in a blur. The banging and clattering of that metallic weapon, bouncing off your boss' skull violently before it dropped, blood spattered over its silver shine. That loud, sickening sound of duct tape being pulled out, then snapped off the roll and neatly pressed over his face, bloodied, angry red words over the covering. You had seen it all through a crack in the door, originally going back to the office to drop something apparently urgent off from one of his associates.

It doesn't matter now. The man's dead.

And just as you'd recovered from trembling in horror, wide eyes and uneven muffled breaths behind your hand, you took a wobbly step back, the weak wooden tiling creaking under you and causing the murderer to look up in awareness, spotting your figure behind the door. You didn't even try to run. You were frozen to the spot in fear and shock, until the killer trapped your body against his, one arm holding your back tightly against his chest, the other hand shoving a cloth with some sort of drug soaking the material, until you flopped in his arms, unconscious.

You wake up in a dimmed, dark shabby room, pictures and papers pinned to practically every inch of the walls around you and hundreds of books stacked on shelves in complicated, messy orders. He sits opposite you, typing away on a laptop, and his green eyes seem to smile at you as you come to, eyeing him wearily, your gaze studying your unfamiliar surroundings.

He says hello, calls you by your name, friendly enough but distorted somewhat under the mask and voicebox. A hundred questions and worries whiz through your head all at once; how does he know your name? No, that's a stupid question.

"Who..." your voice starts off as a whisper, and you try again, sitting p slightly, "who are you?"

"You don't know who I am?" The masked man breathes, almost hurt. "I'm The Riddler. And, of course, I know who you are. You shouldn't be working for people like your former boss, darling. They aren't good people. But it's alright," he shakes his head, as if already dismissing a non-existent apology, "you're here now, aren't you?"

"I'm where?"

"In a safe place," The Riddler replies simply, and sighs at the look on your face. "Oh, it's okay, you're okay. I'm sorry, princess, I just... I can't afford any little obstacles right now. I know you'd never want to cause problems..."

You shake your head, hoping that'll help. "You're keeping me here?"

"For now," Riddler agrees, looking back at his computer as he closes the page and shuts it firmly. "Until my plan is complete. You won't get hurt, you aren't corrupt, so don't look so worried, hmm?"

You blink down at the bed you're sitting on, leant back against the headrest as the effects of whatever drug he'd given you wear off. You nod silently, trying to understand and accept your situation, but it's too much to take in.

And as if that isn't enough, you jump in surprise as you look up and see The Riddler closer to you now, up from his chair as he approaches you gradually, eyes taking you in behind his clear-framed glasses in curiosity and what looks like fondness.

"You are beautiful, though," he whispers with a crazed giggle, a gloved hand reaching out to ghost his fingers over your cheek, the touch so slight you barely feel it. "And you look so nervous. Do you really need protection that bad? What are you doing in Gotham, sweet thing?"

You stare at him for a moment, taken aback by his words and sudden gentle, affectionate tone. "I... I've lived here all my life."

"I've never seen you," Riddler thinks aloud, a small frown on his face. "It doesn't matter now, though, because I found you. I've got you, see! You're absolutely safe now. You don't have to work for a pig like him ever again, angel, okay?"

"I..." you nod slowly, doing nothing but watch as his fingers start toying with your hair, so curiously, sitting beside you on the bed now and leant in fairly closely. "Okay...?"

The Riddler stops his movements then, giggling at you again in amusement and adoration as he reads your expression.

"You're still so nervous, aren't you?" He coos with a grin behind his mask, and a gasp catches in your throat as he actually lifts you up and places you securely on his lap, like any normal couple would.

"There we go," he says contentedly, his arms pushing you back into him as he starts rocking you a little in his hold. "Just relax, and you'll stop feeling so worried in no time."

You hesitantly let yourself lean back in uncertain ease, and the Riddler smiles happily, rubbing his gloved hands up and down your arms. you can feel his warm breath from behind the mask, tickling your neck, and you find yourself dying to know who's under there, which everyday citizen of Gotham has kidnapped and is cradling you like a baby in their arms after such a cruel, senseless murder.

You bite your lip, thinking of home, the naturally comforting familiarities and food and furniture and smells.

"I want to go home," you can't help whispering, and The Riddler hums in acknowledgement, resting his chin on top of your head.

"You are home," he says, in a tone where you can't tell whether he's joking or being serious, or both, and laughs at himself. "I know, lovely, but one day at a time, alright? And when you do go," Riddler adds, "it doesn't mean we can't see each other, does it?"

"You want to see me?" you repeat, trying to resist liking the feel of his hands on your skin and the warmth of his embrace and remember that he's a killer, he's a stranger. "I don't know who you are. Not under.... that."

"I'll always be who I really am," The Riddler tells you with a smile, nuzzling his mask against your cheek and squeezing your side with his hand. "Maybe soon, when we can completely trust each other, I'll be able to let you see me for me. But why wouldn't I want to see you? You're so... angelic," he continues, audibly kissing your neck through his mask and hugging you impossibly closer.

You close your mouth in defeat, your gaze gliding to the window, where lopsided blinds show a partial view of the dark night skies looming above the city. The best you can do now is wait until morning to figure things out. But, until then, you're stuck with a serial killer with wide, adoring eyes and soft but passionate touches... and you've only been awake for twenty minutes.

"I think you'll like it while you're here," The Riddler tells you, oblivious to your thoughts as he fondles you delicately. "We'll make it work, won't we? Of course we will! You're so lovely..."

And then he's back to pressing fake kisses against your skin and cuddling you impossibly closer, and you sigh to yourself, not stopping yourself from just soaking in the madman's affection and trying not to think too much about anything, especially home.

When you go back to it, when he lets you go back, you're almost certain that you'll never walk through the front door being happily oblivious to the darkness and bloody truth of the city... and certain that there will be the man behind the mask trailing in after you with the same hopeful eyes and wide, hidden smile.

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[carefulfears]

i know we’re all gonna be really surprised at my “favorite character” answer for txf30 and i’m proud to have contributed a truly obscene amount of mulder apologia this year, but when i was going through tweets yesterday, i found this one

(this got vulnerable and i turned reblogs back on for now but y'all please be conscious xxx)

that's from my first week watching the show, and it's the first thing that i really connected to. it's hard to move through the world having seen the worst of it. i think you reach this point after trauma where like...you've already had to process so much of it and kind of piece a life back together, in a way, and you're just left with the damage done to your worldview. the way you see yourself, the way you see other people. and that's permanent and hard in a way that's really isolating.

and mulder knows how difficult it is, because he tries not to do it. he tries to find better. he's smart and he's aware and he was "the best" and "scary" at catching serial killers, getting in the minds of "monsters"; he knows so intimately and so completely what people are capable of. luther lee boggs "kills because he likes it," mulder is "the only one who truly understands what he is."

he just wants more, he wants more for people. he wants to believe that the world is good, that people are good, that there's some other explanation. he thinks people deserve more, and that they do want to take care of each other, all to the contrary.

when i watched sein und zeit/closure, i remember seeing this post:

the whole arc of the show was always supposed to be that Mulder would overcome his obsession with conspiracy and face the humanness of his grief, accept it, and still find hope in what was left. It was never about grand espionage, it was about living with inescapable trauma, being stuck in the worst night of your life, keeping others stuck in there with you.

and i literally just fell out crying and sobbed all night. because it is hard, but you have to make something out of the cards you were dealt. and after seven seasons of relentless hope and wishful thinking, mulder was always going to have to come to terms with grief, with loss, with trauma. it couldn't go on forever. and that's what closure, as an episode, is all about: there is no closure, but there's support, there's grace.

there are a lot of things i really love about mulder, he is a sci-fi hero whose only personality traits are crying and believing women. he wears goofy ties and talks about aliens in public. he's the best. and there are a lot of things i love about this show, a lot of convoluted reasons that i'm grateful to have watched it. but it's when i think about that night 6 months ago, literally weeping on a bathroom floor, that i feel the most moved, and connected to the things that i avoid. in a way, a lot of us create methods and worlds to escape our realities. it may not be alien abduction, but it may be professionalism, or humor, or caretaking, or academia. a lot of us are stuck in our worst nights, and have curated an image outside of it. but what struck me about mulder in the beginning, and how he grew from it by the end, is that for as much as the series was structured around his coping methods, he was always meant to lose them. and "maybe there's hope," still.

#ignore her she drinks #just rambling idgaf

[yanteetle]

I seriously just have the luck and personality of a main character in any romantic situation. (Books, TV series, Movie, ect)

I'd just live in yandere hell if I actually met the ROTTMNT boys. Not only have I had an obsession with turtles since kindergarten, I'm gullible, trusting, and naive. From personal experience I just manage to have people just be drawn to me without cause. So all the yandere beanies would just like me, platonically hopefully. Donnie might be more skeptical, but he definitely would try and figure out why he trusts me.

I know because I have a friend that is just Donnie in human form and that's what they did.

And due to my ability to just trust others they could just ask me to walk into a trap and I'd do it. I'd never escape, and the guilt tripping would seriously be never ending. TTwTT

I also apologize way too much for my own good. Plus I have abandonment issues in both ways. I feel intense guilt after breaking off toxic relationships and I have issues with being abandoned. I'm just stuck forever if anything happens.

... I'm literally the perfect victim...

... I need to reevaluate myself...

(Apologies if you find me annoying. Make sure you are taking breaks, drinking water, eating, and just living a good life.)

Victim victim victim victim victim victim victim victim victim victim-

Ehem aside from that don't worry about whether or not I find you annoying, you're all good in my books!❤️ But I suppose the good thing is that at least you're self aware of your shortcomings and depending on what happens, it might end up as a good thing 🤷‍♀️ I always did think that being self aware of your shortcomings in a yandere situation would only make it harder for the yandere to bully you into submission, but that's my weird way of thinking :)) aside from that please have a nice day Dani! Thank you for sending this in and I hope you have a wonderful day! Sending love and virtual hugs ❤️❤️

#teets blockables #random asks <3

[river-mort]

Hey this might sound kind of stupid when talking about dick knubblers stupid robot eyes but there is an unfortunate history of disabled people's medical aids getting erased and photoshopped out of photos and fan works to see either what a disabled person would look like "normally" or because they don't like the look of them. So seeing his robot eyes photoshopped out was kind of upsetting as someone who uses medical aids. I'm not angry or accusing you of being purposefully ignorant or malicious about it just so we're clear and you don't have to respond this this. I just wanted to let you know that it can be harmful.

I want to thank you for your polite language. I can see your genuine desire to make things more comfortable for others, it's a great wish, so i will try to give you proper answer as much as my english skills allows me.

First of all - I love Dick Knubbler. I'm one step from obsession, which is good because when I'm obsessed I start to act pretty weird as if I had maniacal phase. I love everything about this ridiculous man and I love his robotics eyes, it's such a genius concept and it looks so neat. I did edits only because of my love to him, I didn't have any intentions to "fix" him or give him more proper look. He used to have eyes for such a small period of time and I wanted to fantasize about how would he look. In fact he looks better WITH robotic eyes. That's all, I didn't think about surgery he came through or if it's more or less comfortable. To me, he is just a picture on screen.

Second - I can't take care of everyone who come across my art, it's not my responsibility to filter content they might or might not see. Everything can be harmful, it's internet, its filled with so much different shit, if you just float in this dirty river you will drown in this swamp, unless you get yourself a boat and a paddle and make your own course. No one will do it for you, no one have to do it for you. Internet is magnificent,you literally can build your own world. Make yourself a safe, beloved space. And you're the only one who can do it, it's only in your power.

You can't come across everyone saying their content is harmful and expecting them to follow YOUR rules. If you come to my place saying you has a traumatic experience with cats, I will suggest to meet in different places, not close my cat in room and don't let him be anywhere while you visit me.

EVERYTHING can be harmful. Anyone can have traumatic experience about anything. O came through tough bullying in school for 11 years and every time I hear anyone has good relationship with their classmates I feel both angry and jealous. But I can't tell them not to talk about it. It's not their problems.

Now, I clearly understand your point. I don't know your story, but I maybe you come through bullying or stressful operations, maybe you had rejection from people or painful memories. And I feel sorry about that. I hope you have a good treatment and friends and family that support you and love. But I personally can't help you anyhow and I can't filter my content because of you. I know what I did has nothing to do with any kind hate so I don't see any reason why I should be aware of "harmful content".

#Me #Anon