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forcebookish · 8 months

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hohhhh my god i'm going to throw up

i haven't done one of these in a while but let's go

i didn't cry once out of the millions of times i watched the ep6 fight but top trying to reconcile with mew made me sob so hard i had to pause it (it might have something to do with being on my period but still lmao)

obviously mew still hasn't heard the whole audio and this episode is the first time i've truly been disappointed with the writing lol if mew really never hears the full audio and doesn't get the true depths that boston stooped to i am going to be so fucking pissed

(although it might be that a scene is missing and nick really did play him the full audio idk)

k it happened i officially hate ray now lol how was that not rock bottom and how is sand even CONSIDERING letting him drink after he's "recovered." take everything the fuck away from him, pour it down the sink. AND HE STILL THINKS HE'S NOT AN ADDICT SERIOUSLY FUCK THIS GUY

more than ever i don't care about sandray lol although it looks like sand has something up his sleeve, re: that thing with ray's dad.

the vibes are so rancid in that last scene that part of me does think that mew is playing ray and i really hope i'm not wrong but the preview sure makes it seem like i am since it looks like ray's going to get mew high (seriously fuck ray i'm done with him throw the whole man in the dumpster)

i really want nick to leak the video lol i'm not convinced that mew wouldn't be that nasty after what he said to cheum, i just think he's biding his time to keep his honor student status

really glad that i wasn't wrong about mew not fucking anyone and love how uninterested he was in gap like bro wouldn't even kiss him

and... why would mew go through all the trouble of getting it if he were just going to prove to boston that he's the bigger man? he could have just bluffed. i think boston's going to look at the usb and it's going to be empty or something. mew's just biding his time

as for the preview, my mouth is dry seeing book in a "daddy's li'l monster" shirt i won't survive i was so distracted i didn't even notice that it was top who was laying him on the bed at first

hhhhhh i'm so horny for forcebook taking care of each other when drunk i'm soooooooo here for it

#i'll probably have more but that's all i can think of for now #ofs liveblog #usercassi #mjtag #my caps

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miekasa · 2 years

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mie 🫣 i can’t stop thinking about pottery date w bf!jean… from the matching aprons to the little cups and heart shaped bowls y’all make/paint together

- 🧵

HHHHHH first of all… his hands… goddddd. You’re supposed to be focused on not turning your clay into a blob, but rhe way Jean’s fingers look… the way he picks up on all the instructions so easily despite never having done this before… the way he looks with scrap clay all over his hands and tiny tiny specks on his face… look, your mug isn’t Williams Sonoma quality or anything, but you were distracted and anyone in your position would be.

It’s Jean’s idea for you guys to make mugs for each-other and stamp your initials into it. Even if there are a few dents or left over finger prints in your guys’ cups when you’re done with your session, Jean treats the mug you gave him like it’s his most prized possession (because it honestly might be). He uses it to make tea, to make coffee, to eat ice cream out of—he loves that damn stupid mug and always smiles when he gets to the bottom of his drink and sees your initials in a heart engraved into it.

(He ends up being pretty good at pottery, and you guys make a habit of going a few times a year together. Jean ends up going more often, and loves loves loves when he sees you using things he made—little saucers or serving trays or condiment jars—around the house. Makes his head all fuzzy and his heart go <3333)

#jean my beloved…. jean my absolute best boy

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lynn0x1 · 2 years

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Dance to your heart

Yeonjun au (TXT)

summary: who knew being in a dance group would end up like this?

word count: ~1.3k

warnings: none that I’m aware of

a/n: I don’t know what thought process led me here, but I hope you like it. Enjoy!

You were part of a five membered dance crew

Hayeon, you, Rei, Yumi and Minji

You guys also have a YouTube channel which you upload your covers and sometimes vlogs

Your group often participate in dance cover competitions

One particular competition you bump into TXT another dance cover group

Being fans of each other you decided to do a collab video

You recorded two different videos for your channels and your fans were like !!!!!!!! THEY COLLAB JAJSJSJAK

After that you exchanged contact info with the group

A few days later Yumi and Minji find out all of you go to the same college

So you do cover collabs and vlogs

Your fans were very happy and were like:

• One day they’ll just be one group

• OMG I WOULD DIE FOR THAT

Yk typical fan stuff

That means more vlogs!!

Therefore at the request of your fans your group and txt create a new YouTube channel each announcing it on your respective channels

Everyone is happy and excited

A few weeks pass and you posted a dance that you choreographed with Yeonjun

Once again your fans were in shock and happiness

All of you had gotten a lot closer thanks to this, you especially got closer to Yeonjun

Yeonjun feels extremely happy when reading the comments

He gets a giddy feeling every time he sees the fans shipping you

The rest of txt notice his oddly happy demeanour

And they tackle his phone out of his hands

Now they know his little crush and start planning

Meanwhile in your dorm

The girls were talking about your new choreography video shipping you guys

You were getting a bit annoyed and embarrassed by them

Rei senses your annoyance and tells them to knock it off

BLESS REI

This continues on for a while with both groups giving each other updates without you or Yeonjun knowing

Eventually they bet on who would confess first

Most of the bets were on Yeonjun

Although Hayeon and Taehyun thought you would do it first

You gradually realised you also had feelings for Yeonjun

As soon as you told the girls they were like ‘congrats you are officially the last one to know’

Wait what

Everyone saw how shy both of you acted around each other

They were sick of how adorable you were

Y’all ain’t slick

Especially the boys who had to listen to Yeonjun pining every. single. day

It was about a year since you’ve basically became one group

There was a carnival in town and everyone decided to go to celebrate

The rest of the boys try to get a shy Yeonjun to go on a ferris wheel with you

But you had a different plan

Earlier you told Hayeon you wanted to confess

Gasp! You? Confessing first? What??

As soon as you told Hayeon she immediately started helping plan a confession cuz you bet your left arm she’s winning that bet

So when the time comes you basically drag Yeonjun away from the group while Hayeon “distracted” them

Yeonjun was very confused on where you were going and what was happening

Hayeon secretly dragged the others to spy on you without both of you knowing

You dragged him to a pretty empty river with a small bridge

Yeonjun’s heart is racing because holy sh- you looked so beautiful under the moonlight

The wind blowing your hair lightly

You were looking at him too

Yeonjun was hoping you wouldn’t notice how red his ears were becoming

But you don’t cuz you are also panicking

HHHHHH WAS THIS A MISTAKE?

You feel like you might die because of how fast your heart was racing

You had thought of a million things to say to him before but your brain went blank facing him

Somehow you managed to muster up enough courage to say what you wanted to him in three words

⚬ “I like you!”

Silence

Yeonjun just stared at you in disbelief

Was this actually happening?

Seeing his lack of response, you continued

⚬ “I would be lying if I said I never had a crush on you before we met. When we filmed our first dance cover as a group I felt ecstatic. When we choreographed together for the first time I thought it was just a dream. The more time I spent with you the more I realised how much I liked you. The way you laugh. The way you always help and care for others. Even the times when you purposely annoy me. You somehow manage to make my heart feel like I ran a whole marathon. Choi Yeonjun, I like you.”

You looked at him shaking from letting out all your emotions

Yeonjun is still staring at you trying to process what’s happening

(Hayeon and Taehyun are silently celebrating for winning the bet)

Once Yeonjun finally finished processing you bet your left arm that he becomes all giddy and smug

He grabs your hands to help you calm down a little

He looks at you and says:

⚬ “Honestly right now I don’t really know if this is real life. Even if it’s not... there’s something I want to do...”

You were about to ask what was something he wanted to do when he shuts you up in the fanciest of ways ٩(๑❛ᴗ❛๑)۶

That is by giving you a kiss

He rested his forehead against yours looking at you with loving eyes

⚬ “You’re cute wanna go out?”

⚬ “You’re an idiot. But I’d love to.” You said while laughing before giving him another kiss (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

You walk back to the others (who ran back during your kiss)

While walking Yeonjun intertwined his hand and yours

The others pretend to see what’s up and all holler at you

(Kai and Minji almost revealed that they followed you but that’s not important)

——————

Dating Yeonjun:

Yeonjun is so clingy!

He is like stuck to you

If you aren’t there he’s a sad boi :(

Every video you film with Yeonjun he’s either holding your hand or arm around your shoulder or he’s back hugging you

Your comment section points this out after like the 10th time

• Are they dating?

• I want them to date! They’d be such a cute couple

• They’re like literally stuck to each other

So you decide to reveal your big news

First by posting on Instagram with Yeonjun a subtle couple pic with the caption ‘new announcement video coming soon 👀’

Your fans started a theory war in the comments

A few days later you posted a video confirming your relationship

Obviously some of your “fans” were against it saying things like, ‘they don’t look good together’

But most of them defended you and were very accepting

Now that your relationship was public... you guys filmed a lot of couple videos (*´ー｀*)

⚬ “Yeonjun, what are we filming today?”

⚬ “A date!” Starts running around and kisses you on the cheek

Your teammates are sick SICK I tell you at how cute you and Yeonjun were

⚬ “NEVER LEAVE ME ALONE WITH THEM AGAIN. IT'S SICKENING.” Yumi yelled

⚬ “I SECOND THAT. I DON'T WANT TO THIRD WHEEL EVER AGAIN.” Beomgyu agreed

Although you managed to shut them up by getting them food

He’s always teasing you and calling pet names like baby and loml

Sometimes you feel like a third wheel around him and Soobin

Soobin and Yeonjun being clingy

You: I’m starting to think I’m the third wheel.

Yeonjun: WHAT BABY NO.

He’d get all pouty tries reassuring you that you’re his only one even if you were just joking

You became the official parents of your groups (despite the fact that Soobin and Jisoo being the leaders of your respective teams)

Taehyun, Kai and Minji were like your kids

The three of them were always following you around like little ducklings

Especially Taehyun and Kai

They’re like puppies

Yeonjun sometimes whines that they take your attention away from him

But like who could blame them?

You: they’re litteral babies

Yeonjun: but I’m your baby :(

Don’t worry a few more kisses and he’ll be his normal self

#txt yeonjun #txt fanfic #tomorrow x together #tomorrow x together fanfic #txt x reader #txt #txt x you #txt x y/n #yeonjun x reader #yeonjun x y/n #kpop fanfic #kpop x reader #kpop #txt au #yeonjun au #choi yeonjun #choi yeonjun x reader #choi yeonjun x you

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baranedizille · 3 years

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Hi !! I saw that you gave fic recommandations in October do you have other ones that are good? Lawlight or others?

I’m quarantined in Spain and it’s beginning to be longgggg

Yes, I have!

Fanfiction Rec List Part 2

(all lawlight again)

After October, I’ve been very horny, it seems. Really, nearly all of my recs are mature or explicit.

⚫ means multichaptered

⚫ stories about stars (relight) (UNFINISHED) by anonymous on ao3

Rating: Mature

Soulmates in college AU mmm. Finally read it! A fandom classic as far as I know, and for a reason! The text style was quite unusual for me, but soon I understood that it worth a try. Really, try it.

⚪ Two Wills by Mintulip on ao3

Rating: Mature

So so goood, can’t belive I haven’t found it earlier.Light’s thinking about what could be, read it right now!!

⚪ Untethered by butchrem (Harlecat) on ao3

Rating: Mature

Yotsuba arc. Very good characterization, I loved it so much. After some hesitation, L followes Light into the shower.

⚪ Trading Blows by gayraito (Mercurial_Magic) on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Trans!Light, Yotsuba arc. Ah that was so good, good characterization + good smut + Light and L talking a lot, I love when they do it in pwps, ok?

⚪ Change OR the one where L and Light get married by avoidfilledwithcelluloid on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Trans!Light, trans!L. Ahhh I still haven’t read the whole thing but hey, it’s fanfic about Light and L’s wedding and werry well written for sure, so read it!

⚪ Golden Boy by g g cummings (Katarable) on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Yotsuba arc timeline. Very short one, so, really, give it a read. Oh, and Light has a praise kink!

⚪ God Be Praised by catpyramid on ao3

Rating: Mature

Yotsuba arc, Light has a praise kink once again, and L uses it. Oh, and it has shower sex.

⚪ How L Increases His Thinking Power By More Than 40% by WizardPartyForever on ao3

Rating: Explicit

L and Light discuss a case while fucking (and it helps to solve it).

⚪ All In Due Time by WizardPartyForever on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Yotsuba arc. Time to time at the middle of night L annoys Light with his manlyman problem, and this time Light punishes him. So, Light forces L to touch himself and then doesn’t let him come. I must say, this author writes some good smut, so check their profile.

⚫ Triangular Theory of Love by Devilinthebox (princegrisejoie) on ao3

Rating: Mature

Beware! professor/student smut. It was pretty hot ok

⚫ A Cure For Love by halfpromise on fanfiction.net

Rating: Mature

Good plot, good humor, good lawlight, in a word, Halfpromise. It’s one of these ‘Light and L fall in love during Yotsuba arc’, but there’s also a terrorist organization what steals the death note, so yeah, the investigation continues.

⚪ Casual Affair by cantdoausername on ao3 (one chaptered but pretty long)

Rating: Explicit

Other pairings: Light/Misa, Rem/Misa, Light/Takada

Light is heteronormative gay-gay mess, nothing new. Light marries two times and cheats on his wives with L, lawlight here is so good and sweet (apart from Light being cheating bastard). Well written, and the author gave Misa-Misa justice, I love when authors do that.

⚫ Kira-Kira by GhostOfTasslehoff, ZombieJesus on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Light is a private dancer named Kira-Kira (and he IS Kira, it’s an AU but with death note),and L gets him on his birthday. Light doesn’t go further than dancing with his clients, but with this one... Well, it’s a very-very hot smut. Also fluffy. I mean, what else a girl like me need?

⚪ Almost Oblivion by Serria on ao3

Rating: Mature

Yotsuba arc. Unfortunately, I remember only that it’s very good and very angsty, definetely worth to read. There’s that one thing that I really love to see in Yotsuba!Light, his hesitancy and discomposure. Ah, and L being a dick.

⚪ subsumed, piece by piece by shirohyasha on ao3

Rating: Mature

“Yagami’s son is still pretty. He is pretty even on camera when he thinks he is alone, where most people would allow themselves to relax, allow themselves to slip. Light is still pretty”. I copied the summary because it’s beautiful. Ok, this one follows dn plot from L’s perspective. The writing is amazing, the angst is heartbreaking.

⚪ Morality is Overrated by MinervaEvenstar on ao3

Rating: Mature

Yotsuba arc, the tags give a good description: ‘Light is a flirt’, ‘L has a HARD time resisting the urge to tap that’. Short, good and pretty funny. L really tries to be “decent”.

⚪ Distraction (Beautiful, Dirty, Rich) by GhostOfTasslehoff on ao3

Rating: Mature

Yotsuba arc. Fluffy post sex conversation, “L isn't used to being playful. He might need some work at it”.

⚪ russias greatest love machine by ruruka on ao3

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Light and L are playing just dance 2 also they’re drunk. So yes, this thing is funny haha.

ONGOINGS

There’re some fics to what I’m subscribed but didn’t read or read very roughly, they seem to be good and interesting, so I’ll share them here too.

⚫ After School Enigma by LA_Elias on ao3

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

L is handed a case involving a string of murdered teens. Light Yagami is his number one suspect...looks like L will need to go undercover as a High school student. Meanwhile, an innocent Light Yagami does have a secret, but not one as morbid as L believes.

⚫ Catch Perfect by Resilicns, ZombieJesus on ao3

Rating: Explicit

Light’s desk catches on fire during the placement of L’s illegal surveillance cameras in the Yagami household, burning up the Death Note early on. Light forgets everything, the killings suddenly stop, and Kira fades away from the public consciousness but never from L’s. Six years later, Ryuk returns to Earth with a new Death Note for Light, now an agent in INTERPOL, ready for Round 2. L’s ready too.

⚫ Passengers by Pyreneese on ao3

Rating: Explicit

It comes in the middle of the night, on the eve of L's death. Both L and Light find themselves on a train right out of science fiction, handcuffed and totally unprepared.

I love the concet so much, and it reminds me of that Mob Psycho special episode khkh

⚫ Quid Pro Quo by Sychronergy on ao3

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Other pairings: BB/Light, BB/L

Japan sends their most promising investigator to dissect the brilliant mind of Beyond Birthday. Every day, for one month, they will speak for one hour.

⚫ Renewal by butchrem (Harlecat), Harlecat on ao3

Rating: Mature

Things go a little differently and, though he gets the Death Note back, Light is unable to kill L and is placed under house arrest. Nearly a year later, criminals start dying, and the two are pushed back together as the case is reopened; L needs to keep his primary suspect under surveillance, and the first Kira needs to find his would-be usurper.

Collaboration is made difficult by the fact that they were hooking up during the Yotsuba arc, and despite being geniuses, neither seem to have grasped proper communication.

⚫ Underground by TranquilBloom on ao3

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

When a nuclear bomb strikes the Kanto Region of Japan, most of the remaining population is forced to remain indoors in underground bunkers for an indiscernible amount of time. How will the stubborn, proud detective, and his main suspect for the greatest serial murder case he’s ever taken on cope?

Hhhhhh yes please, post-apocalyptic AUs make my life, but lawlight post-apocalyptic AU....

#fic rec #fanfiction recommendation #lawlight #death note #ask #anonymous

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pixcldust · 4 years

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STUDY DATES

ft. akaashi keiji, oikawa tooru, tsukishima kei

with | gn! reader

warnings | some swear words

a/n | self-indulgent headcanons because school is a massive headache mwah stay safe and drink lots of water babes.

AKAASHI KEIJI

one of those fuckers who can AFFORD to continue practicing volleyball constantly bc he's been studying and paying attention the whole year

so smart. so wise and responsible and logical.

will 100% be okay with tutoring you!! tbh might even suggest it when he sees you struggling

so so so patient and will put up with all your questions

yes even ur stupid ones

don't expect any romantic or sexy times.

str8 up focused on explaining concepts to you

"y/n, let go of my arm, you don't even know the different hydrocarbons yet."

ffs

watch your grades improve tho bc this man is so damn good at explaining things

idc if you're an F student or an A* student

your grades are gonna go 📈

plus if his exams end earlier than yours that day, he'll wait outside for you

leaning on the pillar with his phone out and his glasses on

PRETTY SETTER PRESIDENT REPRESENT

the personification of the dark academia aesthetic

it doesn’t really matter whether you feel like you screwed up the exam or did well bc akaashi will be there to comfort you or celebrate with you

he’s just SUCH a sweetheart HHHHHH

need me an akaashi rn 😔✊

OIKAWA TOORU

not bad, but not a straight A* student yk

ngl he looks like he'd be just okay at studies

like yeah my man is determined and smart and hardworking but he's seriously focused on vb

but he's whipped for you so ofc it'll happen

y'all are way too easily distracted LMAO

when you suggest a study date, he's like "ehhhhhh???"

you: *trying to understand how tf integration works*

oikawa: the sky is so blue and pretty today 🥰

you: yo ur right!! we should plan a picnic!!!

here's a pro tip: don't study near a window or in a cafe on your study dates

i think you'd have to have iwaizumi with you guys to ensure both of you actually study

but when oikawa is in a determined mood tho,,,

he'd be Big Brain asf no arguments taken

if he really wants something, he can achieve it

he's ✨perfect✨ like that

so good study dates would be really productive

in a you-help-each-other way

plus he thinks you’re cute as hell when you concentrate

we stan a couple who brings out the best in each other

one of those people who always want to go out after exams

"ahh y/n let’s go eat cake to celebrate finishing the maths paper!!"

"tooru, baby, we still have exams tomorrow."

he'd be a bomb ass tutor lbr

TSUKISHIMA KEI

the OG Tutor himself

the hard part is convincing him to teach you

"hey tsukki, could you help me le–"

"🤢🥱🤨 no"

and you're like "how tf did you say that out loud??"

it takes a lot of bribery and kisses and yamaguchi's help

but if you do convince him then prepare to wORk

like you have to listen well when he’s explaining a concept or problem to you

no nonsense kinda guy

but also-

i see him as a quiet romantic (no, i don't take criticism) so maybe he'd give you a quick kiss when you get something right

but he'd be embarrassed if you asked him for more HAHAHAHHAHA nerd

the kind of guy who'd whack your head with a bottle of fruit juice when you're too stressed

"don't let this stress you out so much, idiot."

before giving it to you

oof simp 💘

if you do well in your exams, tsukki's gonna take some of the credit

"I GOT AN A"

"–because of me."

yes tsukki, okAy boo, whatever you say 🙄

jk we're all whipped for this mean boy

don’t even lie

#pixcldustwrites #haikyuu #haikyuu!!#hq #hq!!#haikyuu x reader #hq x reader #haikyuu headcanons #hq headcanons #akaashi x reader #tsukishima x reader #oikawa x reader #akaashi x you #oikawa x you #tsukishima x you #— hcs ; 🥢

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secondhand-trash · 3 years

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i just read your characterization analysis response to those anons about atsumu and honestly you’re so perceptive and smart? i think i’m fangirling but asfks you have such a big brain and i think you’re a beautiful soul uwu.

may i ask what you think atsumu’s dating/relationship experience is like for both high school and post time skip, as well as what would his potential partner be like? because i always see the same trending stories making him out to be a guy that has a new pretty thing, model, actress, or celebrity in his bed every day and night in his expensive penthouse, but i feel like there’s so much more to him. (and apparently japanese pro v-league players don’t make THAT much?)

LMAO THAT PART ABOUT V LEAGUE PLAYERS NOT REALLY MAKING THAT MUCH HHHHHHH tbh I think that while obv they are somewhat public figures I just don’t see pro vball players getting the same star treatment as baseball or football players in japan🤔tbh not anywhere ngl from the perspective of a non-sports person, vball definitely feels like a more humble sport JUST IN MY PERCEPTION because you don’t see vball players stepping into entertainment or getting into scandals nearly as much.

As for his experience with relationships🤔obv this is still my own hc but I really can’t see him as someone who plays around too much LMAO I just... I don’t see him as someone who enjoys it. To me he feels like those ppl who maybe had their first relationship in like late middle school and it didn’t work out, mostly because the level of commitment both parties put into the relationship isn’t the same. Then he might have one or two more s/os, but he’ll probably reach a point of realisation that he doesn’t exactly like dating far too much or that it wasn’t something that made his life better. Tbh highschool atsumu felt like someone who is very content with what he had and what his goals are, I can see him either not dating in hs at all or find someone he really vibe with and that’s the one for the rest of his life. He just appears to be more task focused to me, like he’s flamboyant but he also has no mercy to people who distract him from what he is doing (squealing pigs) that I just don’t see getting romantically occupied as his priority. ALSO I think hs atsumu is the type of people who you will only find attractive if you don’t know him LMAO

As for time skip... I can see him being more mature and having casual dates or like several relationships but I do think he’s gonna be serious about stuff like that. Not in the sense that he goes into each encounter thinking he’s going to marry the person, but if it is just casual to him I think he’s gonna make it clear too. I just don’t see him as a heartbreaker, not on purpose at least. I also think he is far too grounded with his family and old friends to be able to pull a 180 and become a ladies man right after he go pro😂😂😂do you think Samu won’t roast his head off if he tries to be a suave play boy picking people up in an expensive car (which if he does have one his poor brother will probably hear him complain about paying back instalments too often)? There’s also the factor that he might want to be a player but couldn’t LOLOL he literally wears a fur suit in a fan meeting and no one laughed I think it takes some chemistry for people to find him attractive and endearing after he starts speaking😌

As for potential partner... idk🤔I think any character can be matched with any person tbh as long as the moment is right. Definitely someone who is willing to talk things out, or else the relationship probably won’t go anywhere. Even if it’s someone that will force him to listen I think it might be people that works well with him. I’m not sure if I’m projecting or whatever but I can see him as someone who likes people who likes him if that makes sense, it doesn’t necessarily have to be a outright declaration of love every day type situation but I think he’ll like the idea of someone that isn’t going anywhere (just something I extend from how he seemed to be the one that is attached to the idea of being a “duo” with his brother).

Obv this is just my thoughts or rather, who I like to see him as. Anyone is welcome to disagree or agree with me that’s what’s so fun about writing and fandoms😌✨ngl I don’t go on the trending page for fics because I’ve realised that I rarely like the most popular fics or that the tropes gets very repetitive after a while hhhhhh

#asks #cadence rambles #ty you’re so nice💕#not really a big brain but I just have many thoughts #*on many things*#tsumu lovin hours

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shifting-haven · 3 years

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Shifting Update: Tried to shift and got interrupted. Again.

I’m ticked. I’m taking a one-night break, though, to refresh my mind a little. (dont worry, I’m not taking a break because I’m ticked, I just think I need one.)

TL;DR: tried to shift, got very, very close, then something happened in my CR that snapped me out of it. I had to start over and failed bc I moved while doing the raven method

moral of the story: make sure you won’t get interrupted when you try to shift. And please, please listen to background noise or related audio that involves your DR, it helped me so much, and it might help you! Also, don’t move while using the raven method. That should be obvious, but evidently it wasn’t to me last night.

hhhhhh I was soooo close this time legit- I-

okay, so last night, after the whole shifting while awake fiasco, I decided to try and shift that same night. This time I did NOT follow my own advice (but it worked out in my favor this time) and instead listened to this sort of background noise/asmr/sleep aid thing related to my DR, and, holy shit, it worked SO. WELL. I’m not even lying. I’ve never been able to shift so fast or so effortlessly.

(I think it also helped me to react to the background noises like my DR self would, like when someone would play music I would think, ‘who the fuck is playing music this late’ or when I would hear talking I would think ‘if I weren’t so comfortable I would get up and kick their asses for waking me up’. Stuff like that. If you think that might help you then I would totally recommend it, it’s actually really fun, and I felt really connected to my DR self!)

(as you might be able to tell, my DR self has a short temper lmao)

Anyways, I’m getting off track.

So I played the background noise, I got settled in my bed, and I tried out my regular shifting method, and-

it worked.

I didn’t feel any of my scripted methods (i think those only work when I actually wake up in my DR, maybe I should script it differently?), but I did experience some unscripted ones (my body started to feel numb, I was itchy, etc). It was really great and I could feel my DR around me. I could even see some of those bright lights people keep talking about!

and then a car pulls into my driveway and startles me out of my limbo state-

Yeah, so, I almost shifted, and a car distracted me. I tried to shift again using the raven method, but I foolishly decided to turn my background noises off (they were working really well, I think if I had just left them on then I would’ve been able to shift better) and then I couldn’t fall asleep on my back.

so I moved. Y’know, like a moron.

DON’T 👏🏻 MOVE 👏🏻 WHEN 👏🏻 USING 👏🏻 THE RAVEN 👏🏻 METHOD 👏🏻 PLEASE 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

ah well. There’s always the night after tonight.

but hey, I believe in all of you! You can shift, it is literally so easy!! Do your methods, meditate, drink water, do whatever you do to shift because whatever it is, I have faith that it will work for you! Not ’it might’ or any bullshit like that, it will!!

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chayscribbles-archive · 5 years

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NaNo Show and Tell

Week One: Act One

thanks @thewriteblrarchives for putting together this event!

Guidelines: Search your NaNo project for any words of your choice under ‘Show’ and try to share at least three excerpts containing them. Then, answer the questions under ‘Tell.’

To participate, copy and paste these questions into a separate post and tag @thewriteblrarchives in your post so we can find you! We will reblog your answers as #Show and Tell.

Show:

before

She was told that when they found her, she fell out of that Void Spot completely disoriented, sputtering nonsense for a minute before passing out cold.

Even before Baby had magically turned up at a Void Spot IBIP was monitoring, Peach knew, deep in her gut, that something just wasn’t right about all this.

“Trouble, as usual,” Teejay answered, taking another sip of his coffee to keep from grimacing as he thought of Peach and Baby’s escapades from the day before. He grimaced anyway. The boiling liquid scorched his tongue.

night

They raced across the kitchen, dodged the collapsed dining table, tiptoed over scattered shards of ceramic, and slipped out into the night through an opening in the shredded screen door.

“You don’t need a sign to know that entering an abandoned house at night is dangerous! You just need common sense!”

He had been too busy being upset at Peach, and then too busy spending the rest of the night distracting himself from being upset at Peach, that he hadn’t had the time to come up with a reasonable story.

At the time of the Shift, she was fourteen, and her most pressing worries were the Math test next week and whether her parents were going to allow her to attend Tammi’s birthday slumber party on a school night.

light

There was about a foot of floor visible from the doorway, but everything beyond that was a gaping abyss that devoured the light from Baby’s torch.

A Whisper Room, they called it, meant to block out all light and sound, leaving whoever was inside in complete and utter nothingness.

And then the Void Spot snapped shut on itself in a whirlwind, sucking the shadows back in with it, leaving nothing but a few wisps of light floating in its place.

look

“There’s a shadow,” Peach hissed. “I didn’t get a good enough look at it to tell if it was an IBIP person or a garbage can.” To herself, she added, “Not that there’s that much of a difference.”

He hated the way she looked at him, like he was betraying her by leaving her with all these strangers.

Maybe he was still having trouble processing what had just happened to him, because in that moment, the only thing Teejay could think of was how much of an idiot he looked in front of Fox, with water dripping down his chin and spilling onto his shirt.

Tell:

this post is getting long so i’ll do the rest under a cut~

1. “What’s your inciting incident?”

hhhhhh okay so i’m realizing as i’m getting through this draft that my inciting incident might not be as clear as it should be ??? see the thing is the story was originally gonna start with them finding Baby after she was gone for five years, but then i decided to skip straight to five months later when she first starts realizing that her time missing has given her powers. so i guess that’s my inciting incident for now? i might have to fix that but that’s a problem for Editing me.

2. “What’s the norm for your main character’s life before everything goes wrong?”

the norm at the time the story begins is that Baby is adjusting to life after being missing for five years, going to do tests at the IBIP labs, tired of being treated like a literal baby by her older siblings, just wishing life was like it was before she disappeared.

3. “What’s your favorite bit of worldbuilding so far?”

the Void Spots. there’s so ~mysterious~ and ~spooky~ and it’s really fun to like, build the mystery around them and what they really are and how they work.

TIB taglist:

@planets-and-prose @extra-magichours @heyabella @donovyn–nox @writing-instead-of-fighting @rhetowreck @nattletak @writablefish @skeleton-writer @writerlina @quantumlandbook @mercurystudying @tabbykatwrites @marlettwrites @ccwritesstuff @quilloftheclouds @zwritesstuff @stardustspiral @reininginthefirewriting @mycupofstarsandcoffee @morganwriteblr @hermiones-writeblrr @stand-inthe-rain @sunlight-and-starskies @summere21 @hollie-writes @rachelswritings @bardicfool @sunny-with-a-chance-of-fiction @hwrfta @etheriiums @knightsofeclipse @ladywithalamp @lyssthewriter @qlpwrites @milkyway-writes @stuffaboutwriting

#tib extras #i feel like i've been tagging y'all in a lot lately kgfkgf i'm so sorry

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whitherwanderer · 5 years

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prompt #4; shifting blame

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Stealth was useless in full suit; mail and plate giving her every step away with heavy footfalls and metal clinking, and the creak of the door, besides. Somehow, she always found herself trying to enter quietly despite it, as if to preserve the peace in this quiet space where she made her roost.

Carefully-laid brick and mortar, sturdy iron, and artisan woodwork was the landscape of this roost— all of it unexpected in such a world as this, where “the brink of destruction” and “yet another day” rode side by side, and to become a master of one’s craft in the face of all odds was simply one more defiance, one more reason to be. It filled her with pride to be part of such conviction.

The sky blue cloak—not that any here would know she privately referred to it as such—was lifted from her shoulders with a deep breath and set beside one of deep crimson, It had been days since she departed for duty, and she felt it in every muscle as she removed each piece of armor. More utilitarian than the trappings of her apartment, perhaps, but made with no less care. For each plate was a ward against the end, and each soul that was warded, a bulwark for a shadow of hope.

It was in this musing that she heard stirring from somewhere out of sight and flinched, her eyes drawn towards the far end of the small chamber where the half-aware mumblings of a milky-eyed resident called her.

“The hawk returns, weary and wanting for care. Ever will the oasis provide.”

Sawyer smiles, chuckling at the sight of her companion fumbling with a scaled hand against the wall, and returns to the task of removing her armor, piece by piece.

“From the look of you, I believe I’m not the only one between us that’s weary,” she chides softly, kicking off her boots.

Rid of her armor, she crosses to sweep the woman’s hand from the wall and lead it around her own middle, pressing the woman close. Her lips find the top of her companion’s head, a muted mutter comes from beneath. “I missed you too, Amesha.”

“These sands have shifted and blown, but are long settled and lay in wait to warm wayward wings,” she replies, pausing for a beat. “...And such as the case may be, bathe them of all toils that the hawk may rise anew.”

Blinking, Sawyer pulls away, apparently only now aware that her treks across the jagged land of violet beyond the city walls had left her in need of a bath. She clicks her tongue. “...Well, don’t make it sound so damning. I’ve not spent the past three days in drills and formations just to come home and be doused in perfume.”

Amesha pulls away this time, a giggle rising from her as she steps to find a drawer with her hands. In it, she feels about, testing the edges of small bottles that she might recognize their shape before lifting them to her nose.

“Foresight and consequence, always slipping from talons. The price of overworked wings should fain be paid with clove and amber. Or... mayhap lilac,” she thinks aloud with two bottles in her hands, indecisive.

This prompts a quiet groan from Sawyer. “I thought you were still tired,” she argues. “Go back to bed, heartlight. I’m fully capable of washing myself.”

“If the hawk would but ground herself, the branch will find rest in tending and care...” Amesha chides, smiling to herself. “Repose and respite is the nature of the river, and nothing is asked of the waters beyond their very purpose—”

She stops with a small jolt of pleasant shock as her lips are caught by Sawyer’s own. Now without her armor, she found it somewhat easier to step quietly and catch her distracted companion off guard. She pulls away from the flustered woman with a satisfied smirk.

“Well, don’t make it sound so enticing, or I’ll be forced to take you up on the offer.”

[ << #3; lost ] [ #5; vault >> ]

OOC Notes:

Hhhhhh, this is not my favorite piece ever, but I wanted to do something cute and lighthearted instead of being an edgy bitch again. It ended with a very different mood than it started with, could definitely do with some fat-trimming, and mostly missed the point of the prompt, buuuuut... half of this challenge is just getting things posted.

So here we are.

Sidenote, I have no idea how @shroudandsands can write Ameshaspeak so quickly because just those few lines took me a couple hours and it is not easy. Apparently I did p well, but I credit that to the mun having a strong, consistent speech pattern and really, really great characterization. I love Amesha to death.

#ffxivwrite2019 #[ the hawk and the cypress tree ]#[ drabbles; sawyer ]

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em-dualism · 7 years

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#hhhhhh I'm not gonna get to anything tonight sorry #tomorrow I will try to push myself harder....#every time I get talked into watching anime with my friends I get too distracted #gintama is very good yes yes #ooc post #I might delete this later? idk

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waitineedaname · 5 years

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sofa smooches

me @ myself: pleas work on your other wips I’m begging you

my hell brain: hhhhhh soft davekat kisses

also on ao3

Like most days on the meteor, Dave and Karkat were spending the evening on the couch in the TV room. The shitty rom-com Karkat had picked out had long since ended; they’d watched all the way through the credits, like they always did, no matter how many times Dave told him there wasn’t going to be anything new at the end, like watching it for the seventeenth time would somehow unlock a secret ending where those background characters do end up together and go on their own cliched adventure. But. Karkat was stubborn and insistent, as always.

It was kinda cute.

It was not the first time that thought had occurred to Dave, but it had yet to be less startling.

Dave put his phone down, having beat Peggle for the twentieth time, and looked up at Karkat from where he was draped across his lap. He’d laid himself there about a third of the way through the movie, and Karkat hadn’t complained. In fact, neither of them seemed to want to be the one to disturb the little cuddle sesh, and they’d silently agreed to occupy themselves with whatever wouldn’t disturb the other. Hence, Dave’s Peggle endeavors and Karkat’s shitty romance novel. He was holding it with one hand, propping it up on Dave’s legs, because his other hand was resting on top of Dave’s free hand, only lifting away to turn a page every now and then, always returning to gently curl around Dave’s hand. Sometimes he’d absentmindedly rub his thumb along Dave’s knuckles, drawing circles and tracing the scars and freckles that littered his skin, and it. It was nice.

Dave wasn’t sure if he was in the right headspace to think about how touchstarved they both were, or how just those little comforting brushes of affection seemed to comfort an ache in his soul he’d never really paid attention to, or how Karkat’s touches when they cuddled like this were so much more gentle than he ever expected from someone who yelled himself hoarse and threatened bodily harm on the daily.

Dave didn’t think about any of that. He just thought about how nice it was to have his hand held, and how the perpetual pinch in Karkat’s brow was softer from this angle, and how he really wanted to kiss him.

Huh. That was a thought.

“Hey.”

Karkat ignored him.

“Hey.” Dave snapped his fingers in front of his face to get his attention.

Karkat smacked his hand away and turned the page.

“Hey.” Dave reached back up and flicked Karkat’s nose. Karkat, predictably, overreacted and reeled back, his whole face scrunching up.

“Ow! Fucker!” He yelled, covering his nose.

“Oh, come on. That did not hurt.”

“Fuck you! Maybe it did! You don’t know, maybe trolls have especially weak noses! For all you know, that could’ve been a built in insta-kill button! You could’ve killed me, Dave, and then how the fuck would you feel?”

“Pretty shitty, but then I’d let your ghost punch me in the face in the next dream bubble we fly through, so we’d be even.”

“What the fuck ever, you wish I’d punch your stupid face.” Karkat rolled his eyes, but he closed his book so Dave counted that as a win for Strider. “What was so important that you had to almost kill me anyway?”

“Can I kiss you?”

“What?”

“Can I kiss you?” Karkat blinked down at him blankly and well shit, that’s all Dave needed to take off on the rambling train, next stop: off the rails and straight into embarrassment territory. “Forget it, I could totally be misreading this whole cuddle thing, for all I know this might be a normal thing in troll culture, just snuggling between bros, like I could maybe expect it with your whole moirail thing except I’m pretty sure we’re not moirails? I’d probably know if that was what was happening-”

“Yeah, you can kiss me.”

“-especially since I don’t think either of us are like keeping the other from succumbing to homicidal tendencies or whatever because you can do whatever the fuck you want and I’m just chilling-” Dave paused mid-tangent, suddenly processing what Karkat had just said. “Wait. What’d you say?”

“I said you could kiss me, dumbass.”

“Oh. Cool. Great.” Dave found himself frozen for a second, realizing all that meant, and he slowly sat up, sliding off Karkat’s lap and turning to face him. This close, he could see Karkat swallow thickly, and he realized this was just as big of a deal for Karkat as it was for him.

Okay. He could do this.

Dave put his hand on Karkat’s cheek because that seemed like the right thing to do, and before he could second guess himself again, he leaned in and pressed his lips to Karkat’s.

It was really nice. It was clear they both didn’t really know what they were doing - they’d spent most of puberty on a meteor with the same tiny group of people, of course they were inexperienced - but it was still nice. The feeling of Karkat’s weirdly warm lips against his, the feeling of sharp teeth pressed up just behind them when they parted the slightest bit.

It didn’t last very long. Probably just a few seconds, but it felt like forever. Dammit, he was a god of time or whatever, he should probably have a better grasp of its passage, but Karkat seemed to knock out what little sense he had in the first place.

To be perfectly fair, Karkat seemed just as dazed as he did. When Dave finally pulled away, he curled his fingers into Dave’s sleeve to keep him from going too far and hey, when’d his hand end up on his upper arm? Not like Dave was complaining.

They both stared at each other for a second, two annoyingly talkative people on most days suddenly stunned silent.

“Thanks.” Dave finally said, and Karkat snorted, the moment broken.

“Thanks? Do you thank everyone you kiss, just to make up for having to deal with your stink breath?” There wasn’t any bite to the insult since they were definitely still close enough for Karkat to be smelling his supposedly stinky breath, and he didn’t seem to plan on moving away any time soon.

“Yep. Just a courtesy. You know how goddamn polite I am, got etiquette seeping out my damn pores. Gonna get pimples that’re sayin’ please and thank you with how clogged my pores are with all these manners.” He leaned in and bonked their foreheads together gently. Karkat looked like he was having a very hard time not snickering.

“Right. Maybe it’s your human etiquette that’s stinking the place up since you’re apparently drenched in it.”

“Oh, yeah. Good manners are notoriously noxious. They have to wear gas masks in Canada because of the permanent politeness stink.”

“You should know by now I have no fucking idea what you’re talking about.” Karkat let go of his arm to tuck a piece of blond hair behind Dave’s ear and the gesture was so soft that Dave’s heart almost stopped. He definitely didn’t lean into the touch a little bit. Nope. Not at all. Shut up and mind your business.

“So. My lips as impudent as you thought?” Dave said to distract himself from how fluttery he was feeling. Karkat gave him a blank look, then grimaced as he suddenly remembered.

“Oh my fucking god. You cannot still remember that.”

“Of course I fucking remember that. You were hitting on me and John at the same damn time. You hadn’t even met us yet. Horny idiot.” Dave said, accenting his point by poking one of Karkat’s nubby horns.

“Shut up! I still think it’s offensive that humans use that phrase like that.”

“What, horny? Dude, we started using that word way before y’all ever even appeared on our radar.”

“I’m not convinced.”

“You think I’d invent an expression just to poke fun at you? Wait, don’t answer that, I definitely would.”

“Exactly. Dick.” Karkat huffed, then took Dave by surprise by leaning in to kiss him again. They shared a few more gentle kisses, a couple of them ruined by smiles from either of them and what was definitely not a giggle or two, and then Karkat lifted his head a bit to press a tiny kiss to the tip of Dave’s nose. Dave was pretty sure he was gonna explode from the tenderness. Pirouette off the fucking handle or whatever but in the best possible way. Here lies Dave Strider, he died because his alien boyfriend was too damn soft.

Wait.

“Hey, are we boyfriends?”

“You mean matesprits?”

“Yeah, whatever.”

“I dunno.” Karkat worried his lip with one of his fangs. “Do you wanna be?”

“I dunno.” Dave said, unintentionally parroting him. “Maybe? I-. I wouldn’t be opposed. To being matesprit-boyfriends. Maybe we can try it out for a while, see if we’re both down to clown- wait, bad choice of words, hopefully no clowns will be involved.”

“Yeah, that might get fucking weird.”

“Definitely. If you somehow become a clown, that ‘maybe’ will immediately turn into a no.”

“If I turn into a clown, you have my explicit permission to kill me instantly.”

“Punch the kill-button on the nose, right?” Dave said, brushing their noses together.

“Exactly. I’m trusting you with the secret to killing trolls, use it wisely.”

“I promise to only use my knowledge to put an end to my clown boyfriend’s horrible hypothetical existence.”

“You’re so dumb.” Karkat mumbled, tone full of affection, and he tucked his face into Dave’s neck.

They stayed there for a while, hours maybe, rambling and teasing each other. It really wasn’t very different from how they normally spent their time except they were a tangled mess of limbs and half on each other’s laps, cutting off particularly pointless rambles with kisses and effectively changing the subject completely.

Dave knew there were definitely things to worry about, things he’d have to deal with eventually, but with an armful of happy troll kissing him, he couldn’t be any happier.

#dave strider #karkat vantas #davekat #homestuck #my writing #okay to reblog #i wrote this in the bus station and on the ride back to college on sunday #i alternated between writing it and finishing the comic itself lmao #i hope it's decently in character!!!!!#i've never written them before (obviously bc i literally finished the comic two days ago)#but yeah we love soft boyfriends

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iasipranked · 5 years

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IASIP Episodes Ranked: #127 of 144 - The Gang Cracks The Liberty Bell

dir. Matt Shakman, written by Rob McElhenney, Glenn Howerton, & David Hornsby, aired November 6th 2008, Season 4 Episode 11

summary: in order to get paddy’s certified as a historic landmark, mac, dennis, and charlie make up an intricate story surrounding how their ancestors were responsible for the cracking of the liberty bell.

abby’s favorite line: “nayeth!” -mac

luce’s favorite line: ‘yeeEeEeEEEEeEessss!’ -dennis

positives:

this episode is a huuuuge risk in terms of storytelling and narrative but rcg really pulls it off! it’s a very entertaining and amusing 20 minutes that’s pretty different to regular sunny but in a way, also exactly the same

the attention to detail that rcg and crew put to this: the props in the bar, the costume design, the dialogue, fitting history into the gang’s wild imagination, is very very cool and commendable

mac, dennis, and charlie coming up with this elaborate and overly complicated story Just to lead up to a single moment where the dudes who are carrying the liberty bell drop it just bc they get distracted by cricket wearing a pumpkin for a head....shouldn't expect anything else tbh

the dissonance of the gang’s broken old english in this episode is hilarious and again shows how dumb they are

the frank and charlie teamup this episode is really funny, like them just casually testing out guns on each other to see if they work is peak dumbass

the trash trio thinking that george washington is just So ugly that they wanna cut him out of the goddamn frame

frank getting scalped It’s What He Deserves

random but i wish dee would spit on me like she spit on cricket :////

dee in general this episode is the best character overall, being only mildly exasperated about her brother owning her as a slave, claiming to be an activist and support the revolution (only because it meant she would no longer be a slave) until her superfluous shallowness draws her to the other side almost immediately - plus the badassery of her spitting on cricket multiple times with no consequences even though she is a slave

the gang’s sexism and racism in this episode is actually put to comedic effect as frank is almost scalped by native americans, and dee being accused of being a witch by dennis is social commentary of the time period as well as indicative of dennis’ continued manipulation of dee throughout her life

negatives:

mac uses the word ‘she-male’ in this Hhhhhh Kill Me just that blatant and nonchalant transphobia is Tiring

as a brit the use of the slur p**fs is quite jarring as i’ve never heard it used in a setting other than overt homophobia before. while the use is comedic and representative of the time period it is an uncomfortable moment watching the episode, however as rcg are american they might not have realised how bad/antiquated it is (not dissimilar to f*ggot)

in this episode the four men characters feel quite two-dimensional and many of their scenes are drawn out too long as they explain too much what they’re doing (re: dennis teaching mac how to pronounce the words, this was funnier when dennis was actually doing the accent before)

the gang circling back to the liberty bell after going on such a tangent, while funny as it is a peak dumbass conclusion to their story, can feel quite abrupt as the audience will likely have forgotten about the liberty bell part of the story by this point

tldr: while this episode has the occasional use of slurs, being made pretty early on and constructing a unique premise gives us a different look into the gang

#iasip #it's always sunny in philadelphia #iasip ranked #the gang cracks the liberty bell

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clanwarrior-tumbly · 6 years

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“None of this is your faultL” from the reblogged drabbles list with Simon please.

Hhhhhh my mind’s yelling “Blind!Simon Angsssst!!!!!” so I’m sorry (but not rly) for this-

The sound of a loud crash made you rush into the room where Markus, North, and Josh were surrounding Simon, trying to help the PL600 to his feet. A few other androids came to assist and pick up the bags of biocomponents. Some of their contents had spilled onto the floor, and they were scrambling to get them and check for any damages.

But you could tell how distressed he was growing by hearing so many noises, footsteps, and voices, judging from how quick his LED was blinking red. You brushed past the androids, although you didn’t say anything as you didn’t want to overwhelm him even more.

“Are you okay, Simon?” Markus asked worriedly.

“What do you think?” North huffed in reply. “He can’t see a damn thing and you just expect him to be alright? Maybe it was a mistake to send him outside Jericho.”

“He might be blind but he’s not useless, North,” Josh argued. “Stop trying to make it seem like he can’t take care of himself!”

“We can barely take care of ourselves, Josh! Just look at how many of our people are still-!

“STOP IT!!”

The whole room fell silent as some of the people in the room flinched at Simon’s sudden, loud tone of voice. Even Markus was stunned to hear him snap, considering how quiet and even-tempered he always was.

But now his frustration gradually became replaced with guilt. “S-Sorry….I-I just wanna be left alone. Please,” He mumbled, lowering his head.

One by one, the androids quietly backed away from him, taking the bags and biocomponents and working on storing them in the nearby crates. However he remained sitting on the floor, staring down at the ground.

When you believed he had calmed down, you then approached him and sat beside him, gently touching his shoulder. “Simon? It’s just me here. C’mon..” You helped him to his feet and guided him into your room, having him sit on the edge of your bed before you joined his side.

“I’m fine, [y/n],” he tried to tell you, although you didn’t believe his lie for even a moment.

“You’re not.” You wrapped your arms around him, bringing him into a tender, comforting hug. “Don’t feel guilty for lashing out. You’re still trying to adjust to the darkness. And everything you hear can get overwhelming.”

His eyes filled up with tears as he returned the embrace, desperate for your warmth and comfort. “I..I-I wouldn’t have to do any of that if I…had just done something differently. I could have..d-distracted Connor or…at least tried to jump with Markus. It’s my fault that..I-I have to deal with the consequences now.”

“No it isn’t..” Stroking the back of his head, you squeezed him tight. It always tore you up inside whenever Simon blamed himself. “None of this is your fault. You did your best to hide and defend yourself…you were faced with such a difficult choice. In that moment all you could think about was Jericho and your people. You might be blind now, but that doesn’t change the fact you’re a kind, sweet, and selfless person, Simon.”

You felt him nod, and you moved away a bit, cupping his face so he was looking at you, even if he couldn’t see you. “I promise..we’ll get your sight fixed and we can put all of this behind us. It’ll take time but until then I’ll be right here.”

For a few moments, you earned no reaction. And then a small sigh escaped his lips as he wrapped his arms underneath yours once more, pulling you close and resting his head on your shoulder. The tiny, shaky gasps he was letting out indicated he was crying, and it broke your heart.

But you just held him, softly humming and rubbing his back soothingly until he calmed down. And even when he did, you still hugged him, reassuring him that you’ll never, ever leave his side.

#clanask #anonymous #dbh simon #dbh x reader #detroit become human x reader

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livelivefastfree · 6 years

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burner house opinions please agree or disagree: mike is the hufflepuffest hufflepuff to ever huff a puff. texas is so gryffindor he poops baby lions. julie is a slytherin and hates it but she is better at it then anyone else. chuck and dutch are very different ravenclaws and have very different answers to the common room riddles. HOUSE SOLIDARITY TEAM.

HHHHHH OKAY might as well answer this one right after the other one. This one is rough because I can usually find a reason any given character would be in at least three of the four houses???? Uh....but let’s see, lemme think about it.

......Well I don’t want to repeat myself from my previous post, but Texas is pretty easy. He would INSIST on being Gryffindor. He would throw the biggest shitfit if he WASN’T a Gryffindor. He’d inevitably end up in Gryffindor. As for the others...

Mike could be Hufflepuff for sure, but he’d also make a pretty damn solid Gryffindor. Boldness, courage, charging in without thinking to help people, he does definitely tick the boxes. I’d actually lean slightly more toward Gryffindor? He’s got the loyal, kind, dedicated part down, but I mean...”daring, nerve and chivalry” is pretty solidly Mike too. His defining trait is thoughtless bravery and a reckless desire to do good, and that reads to me as a Gryffindor.

Julie would make a very solid Slytherin, I gotta agree with you on that one. Determined, ambitious, cautious but also daring when it counts...and a tendency to make friends and do whatever the hell she needs to to keep herself and her friends on top. *bangs gavel* SOLD.

Alternate left field theory though: Julie “this isn’t fair, i need to fix it” Kane, Julie “I’d do the right thing even if it means hurting myself and working against my father” Kane, goes to hogwarts and gets sorted into fukkin Hufflepuff????!?! Spends the entire story lying to her dad and saying she got into Slytherin. The strangest Hufflepuff/Slytherin personality combo.

Chuck.....hhhhh, okay, he’s the weird one for me. Ravenclaw is probably where he would be happiest, for sure. If I was writing this as a story though, I would sort Mike into Gryffindor and I would very much consider that tiny, 11-year-old Chuck, wanting desperately to be brave, would follow Mike into Gryffindor as well. That would fit nicely with his plotline about not feeling brave enough to be in the Burners, and how the real nature of his courage is being terrified but going FUCK IT I’M RIDE OR DIE! and plunging in headfirst anyway.

..............that previous sentence is also why a distant third possibility is Chuck the long-suffering Hufflepuff, loyal to his friends to the detriment of his own mental health, brave because he’s gotta help, not for bravery’s sake.

I’m getting distracted.

Dutch’s literal entire dish is being a free-thinker and doing shit his own way, so yeaaahhhhh, that’s Raveclaw pretty well pegged. I would love to see Dutch making spells up and doing wild shit and none of the teachers knowing what to do with him, it would be great.

It’s probably not a coincidence that my fav. character is the one I’m most like “ehhh, WELL.........” on, but hey, you gotta follow ur heart, right.

Alernate version: they all go to some kind of American magic school in the middle of Detroit. Hogwarts houses are some kind of weird elitist British thing and/or OUR CITY NOW, MAKE UP THE HOUSES, HELL YES.

.........anyway, there’s some thoughts, do what you will with them.

#Motorcity #Harry Potter #I'm really interested by that secondary Julie plotline #and also by the fact that they would be American transfers into a British boarding school #which is absolutely fascinating to me haha #I've always loved HP crossovers where people acknowledge language or culture barriers when they cross over #Further concern: when is this set because the HP series happened like in the nineties or whatever???#even if we time MC back to be modern it would still theoretically be after HP the main series #....................these are the kinds of things I think about when somebody suggests a low-key low-stress crossover concept to me haha #Anonymous

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(hhhhhh I’m so late I’m sorry) Romelle heard the familiar jangling of the bells that hung above the door to her workplace, letting in yet another human craving a caffeine fix, and sometimes (read: rarely) one who ordered pastries. Yep. She worked at a coffee shop. Under normal circumstances, Romelle wouldn’t really be that annoyed by her work. Heck, she might even enjoy it. But it’s not really normal circumstances when your brother commits suicide, is it? Confused at just why the line has ended with the previous amount of customers, she looks up, trying to understand why the newcomers haven’t ordered yet. And immediately regrets it. Standing by a girl with luscious white hair, tan- nay, brown skin, and clad in the Altea Academy uniform, is him. Lotor. The man who made her brother’s life a living hell at Pollux High is standing in front of her with his arm around the daughter of Alfor King, successor to Voltron Inc. She’s so distracted by the couple that she doesn’t even notice the person who slips in with only the slightest rustle of the bells (which makes sense, they’re supposed to alert her to new customers. Stupid bells) and send a quick nod in way of greeting towards the two, more specifically the girl, and walks up to the counter. She doesn’t even hear him apparently call her several times, or knock on the counter. She does, however, notice when he boops her. “What the-!” She yelps, startled by the sudden touch. The man in front of her stifles a snort. “Look, I know Allura is good looking and all that, but you’re not really getting paid for ogling the customers. I’d like to order a caramel Frappuccino, please.” Romelle calls the order and starts to prepare the drink, acting as defiant as possible so as not to let on how impressed she is by his ability to berate her and place an order in one breath, or the fact that he didn’t automatically assume that she was checking out the girl’s (did he call her Allura?) companion, like most perceptive customers do. She’s considering rethinking first impressions when she hears him chuckling. She whips around, still holding the cup for his dang order (it’s also fricking decaf, what the frick) and fixes him with the death glare she perfected the week after Bandor, causing the stares and the rumours to wither away. “What. Is. So. Fricking. Funny.” The man raises his hands in mock surrender, smiling sheepishly at her. “Sorry, I just found it amusing that you called the order right before making it yourself.” Romelle just glares at him, not getting his amusement. “I’m the only employee working now.” The man gives up, winking at her as he makes his over to the receiving counter to wait for his drink and possibly play with the coffee stirrers (it’s happened before). Completely and totally done with the day in general, she finishes the order and yells, “Mullet!” before slamming the order on the counter. The guy just smirks, takes the drink and walks away, again only barely rustling the bells. It isn’t till her shift ends and the couple is long gone that she sees a wadded up napkin by the counter. That jerk. She picks it up, about to throw it out, but hesitates. There’s writing on it. She unravels the crumpled paper and finds a name, number, address, date, and note asking her to meet him sometime, as well as a fricking pickup line. “Hey Ro, you alright?” She’s startled out of her embarrassment by her coworkers concern. “I’m fine, Acxa.” It’s not like that one customer who acted like a jerk literally asked her out and gave her his fricking number. Well. It might not be that terrible. —End— Hhhhhhhhhhh this was so rushed I’m so sorry. Bonus: “Keith, calm down.” “I ACTED LIKE LANCE HOW DO YOU EXPECT ME TO CALM DOWN.” “Hey!” “I WROTE DOWN A FRICKING PICKUP LINE, STOP LAUGHING PIDGE!” “Keith you really are a disaster.” “I know Hunk. Believe me, I know.”

#romelle week #romelleweek #komelle #lotura

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