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aarons-corner · 8 months
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OG Cobras Headcanons!!
- Johnny was the one who dyed Dutch’s hair. Dutch talked about wanting to go blonde for a bit so Johnny helped him.
- Bobby is the oldest, Jimmy is the second oldest, Johnny is the middle, Dutch is the second youngest, and Tommy is the youngest.
- They each have very different personalities.
- Johnny is sweet, sarcastic in a good way, and also a little bit shy in certain situations.
- Bobby is compassionate and literally THE therapist friend.
- Dutch is antisocial and aggressive, but less of that around his friends.
- Tommy is the class clown that’s actually funny and SUPER sarcastic.
- Jimmy is shy and standoffish, but is also one of the funniest people you’ll ever meet when he does talk.
- Johnny is a huge over-thinker, so is Jimmy.
- Tommy had a cigarette mom.
- Dutch’s mom kicked him out when he was 15, so Johnny and Bobby pulled money together to get him an apartment.
- Jimmy is the only thing stopping the other cobras from losing their minds to Cobra Kai, since he’s such a damn sweetheart.
- They are all amazing cooks and bakers and learned in different ways. Johnny learned from cooking classes Sid forced him to take, but actually enjoyed it. Bobby learned willingly from his mother and really loved it. Dutch had to learn to cook for himself because his mom abandoned him and his dad died in the Vietnam war. Tommy would always cook for his mom ever since he was little. Jimmy was like 4 and he saw his favorite movie character cooking and decided to try it when his mom and dad weren’t home and made a mess of the kitchen. After that his dad taught him how to cook and bake properly.
- Tommy has ADHD.
- Jimmy has social anxiety and went through depression.
- Dutch has PTSD and responds to it with violent and illegal behavior.
- Bobby has problems with overworking himself and gets stressed very easily.
- Johnny has intrusive thoughts and always jumps to conclusions.
- Jimmy comes from the most wealthy family in The Valley, and Johnny’s family is second to them. Therefore Sid doesn’t like Jimmy that much.
- Sid doesn’t like any of Johnny’s friends really but most the time Johnny just says fuck you and hangs out with them anyways.
- Jimmy has HUGE mood swings.
- They all act different when drunk.
- Johnny mind dumps and talks about the most random bullshit ever.
- Bobby can become angry because of bottling his emotions up, but he also rarely gets drunk since he’s the designated driver.
- Dutch gets all giggly and soft.
- Tommy starts becoming a stand up comedian and makes the whole bar laugh.
- Jimmy becomes emotional and cries.
Love languages
Johnny
• Johnny is so protective. He doesn’t have much, he only had Cobra Kai, his friends, and Ali. And then he lost Ali.
• Johnny is huge on physical affection, gift giving, and quality time. He will constantly get his s/o gifts, even if they say no.
• If he doesn’t get constant cuddles, hand holding, or any form of touching from his s/o he will become a nervous wreck and overthink a lot.
• He loves cuddling with his s/o and whispering sweet nothings in their ear.
• Needs constant attention or else he will have a panic attack.
• He gets SO jealous it’s not even funny.
• His favorite names to call his s/o are: Babe, Darling, and Love.
• Claims to be a top, but is actually a huge switch.
Bobby
• Bobby is more laid back. He’ll be a good partner, but also his s/o best friend.
• His love language is physical affection, lots of attention, and acts of service.
• He doesn’t get jealous. No matter what.
• He will always do things for his s/o, like their homework or make them meals.
• Bobby loves it when his s/o brushes his hair, so he usually keeps it a little long and shaggy.
• His favorite names for his s/o: Sweetheart, Hon, and Cutie
• Surprisingly a switch.
Dutch
• Dutch is overprotective and possessive as hell. He constantly needs to know where his s/o is, who they are with, etc.
• His love language is physical affection and acts of service.
• He’ll steal stuff for his s/o since he’s literally a criminal.
• If someone is flirting with his s/o, he will put his arm around his s/o and straight up make out with them right in front of whoever is flirting with them. (That sentence made no sense help)
• He will fight anyone for his s/o. It doesn’t matter if it’s a guy twice his size or someone half his size, he won’t stop until he wins.
• Takes his s/o to parties and they get drunk together.
• He’s not big on nicknames, but he’ll occasionally call his s/o babe.
• Literally the only top in his friendgroup.
Tommy
• Tommy’s love language is acts of service and LOTS of quality time.
• He’ll make his s/o laugh SO MUCH. Bro is the funniest person on earth when he’s around them.
• Cuddling and watching a movie so him.
• He takes his s/o on motorcycle Just so they will cling to him, even though he isn’t big on physical affection.
• Can talk to his s/o about anything for hours. Everyday is a mind dump.
• Plays with his s/o hands before holding them.
• Also a switch, but mostly top.
• Loves the nickname prince/princess for his s/o.
Jimmy
• He talks about his s/o to his stuffed animals or his friends for hours if he isn’t talking to his s/o for hours.
• His love language is quality time and words of affirmation.
• He would try gift giving but his s/o said he didn’t have to do that so he respected what his s/o wanted.
• But he gives amazing gifts on holidays cause his family is rich rich.
• He is legit so shy it’s so cute. (He is bbg. Idc if he’s a male, he is my girlfriend, my bbg, my queen, my princess, my goddess.)
• He has so many hyperfixiations and loves sharing them with his s/o.
• He treats his s/o like a damn god/goddess.
• Too freaking nervous to use nicknames so he’ll just use a shortened version of his s/o name.
• Totally a soft switch. He’ll take either position and be adorable doing it.
Should I do another one of these??
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resident-gay-bitch · 3 months
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Single teen dad steve who’s kid comes out as trans kinda young and fuck it’s the late 80’s early 90’s - post upside down - and he’s freaking out because he just wants the best for his little kid. She- he has always been Steve’s biggest priority and he loves his kid no matter what and he’s gonna embrace the hell out of it, but he has worries about it all because he’s in small town Hawkins and people here get beat up for being rumoured to be gay, what the hell is gonna happen to his kid??
But mainly, he has no idea how to help. He doesn’t know anything about it. Robin assists where she can but she’s just as in the dark about it as Steve.
Then comes one night, Axl (they’re trying out new names each month and this month Axl is obsessed with Gunners so it’s only appropriate) is having a panic attack over his dysphoria and Steve is trying his best to help. He can’t bind, doesn’t know how to do it on his own without it hurting really bad, and Steve is trying to help but Axl won’t let anyone see any part of him without a shirt and so it’s hard. They tried to figure out how to do it on Steve’s bare chest but it’s not really the same. Eventually Axl cries himself to sleep about it with Steve sitting on the end of his bed because Axl didn’t want to even be touched after a while.
And Steve doesn’t sleep that night, he stays up half the night trying to bind his own chest correctly, then he tapes balloons and stuffed toys to the front of this big bear they have and tries to bind on that. But nothings working, and he can’t help but feel like he’s failed his kid. He debated calling Robin up to see if she’d come over and he could try binding her chest to figure it out, he knows she’ll say yes because she cares about Axl so much and also won’t care if Steve sees her bare chest as he has before, but she’s out of state for work for a whole other week. He just cries until it’s time to get up for work and school.
Axl is wearing a baggy shirt under an even baggier hoodie, even though it’s the middle of summer. Steve wants to tell him to take it off, to make sure he doesn’t faint today, but he knows that’s only gonna make things worse - everyone at school still thinks he’s a girl. He makes sure to pack ice packs in Axl’s lunch bag and extra ice in his water bottle.
He goes to work and thinks about it all day, then he gets home to find a note on the counter from Axl, saying he’s popped across the street to study with Melody for a while. They’ve been friends since they were little, and she’s the only one from school who knows so far. Steve’s glad Axl’s doing something to distract himself rather than rotting away in bed and making himself feel more sick about it.
Halfway through cooking himself dinner (and by cooking he means microwaving whatever the fuck he can find in the fridge) he gets a knock on the door. It’s Eddie. Of course it’s Eddie. They had plans to catch up for a beer down the pub tonight, since they hadn’t seen eachother in a while now. Steve had been so distracted today he completely forgot.
Steve apologises to Eddie and tells him he’s just been so stressed today and he couldn’t talk to Robin about it and everything is just so complicated, he just breaks down and cries right then and there in his doorway.
And Eddie, being the kind soul that he always has been, pulls Steve into a hug and lets him cry about it.
They sit down at the table together and crack open a couple of beers and eat the microwaved leftovers. And they chat and Steve forgets about everything for a little while. Eddie does that to him; makes Steve forget everything else in the world doesn’t exist besides Eddie.
He’s tried to snuff his stupid feelings for Eddie out for years, since 1986. It hasn’t worked. But Eddie’s been between relationships, and Steve’s had Axl to worry about so trying to have anything serious has been so hard and pointless. No one wants an instant pre-teen, and especially not Eddie who has expressed he doesn’t want kids several times. It’s pointless.
So very pointless.
But Steve wants him anyway.
Eddie asks about Axl, as he always does. He cares about Steve’s kid the way he cares about Dustin, sort of. They get along, but Eddie kinda gets awkward around him for some reason and Axl gets very flustered around Eddie. Steve found it adorable when he was little, Eddie with his long hair and tattoos, he always through it was cool. And as Axl got older, the more he’d avoid Eddie in hopes of not fanboying over Eddie’s band, or tattoos, or his guitar.
But they don’t really see eachother much these days, so now that Axl’s fourteen and too cool to ask questions when Steve brings Eddie up, who knows what they’d be like around eachother?
Eddie’s asking questions, completely oblivious as he asks how “she’s going” and if “she’s surviving her first year of highschool” and blah blah blah, and Steve knows it’s because he doesn’t know. But it messes with his head anyway, because that’s his boy their talking about, not his girl, and it’s been bothering him all day and Steve just-
He crumbles. He opens up to Eddie and tells him everything on his mind right now. How Axl is really a boy, and how they’re trying out new names, and how Steve feels like he’s failing his kid because he doesn’t know how to help him bind, or feel safe, or come out at school, or what to do to get him on testosterone or if that’s even an option and-
Eddie places his hand on Steve’s and smiles so softly, “You’re struggling to bind?” Eddie asks.
“Yeah, it’s like- his chest… he- he’s doesn’t-“
“Yeah, I- I know, Steve.” Eddie nods, “Would Axl be okay with me knowing this? Or, like, not?”
“I don’t know.” Steve so sobs, “I shouldn’t have said anything without his permission, but I just trusted you and I needed to talk to- to someone. And I’m…”
“Okay.” Eddie cleared his throat, “okay, will Axl be home tonight?”
“Yeah.” Steve sniffled and checked his watch, “It’s almost curfew.”
“Okay. Have you got any bandages? Or what have you been using?”
“Yeah, bandages… cloth.” Steve rubbed his nose.
“That’s okay, uhm, how about you go get those for me?”
Steve, confused but too mentally tired to think much of it, goes and does just that. He brings back the rolls of bandages and cloth they were using and dumps them on the table in front of Eddie. Eddie smiles and moves the cloth aside, looking at the strip of bandages.
“The wider ones are better. These are a little thin, but… does he use a sports bra most days?”
Steve nods.
“Okay, I suggest getting some wider bandages. But I can make these work.” Eddie grins.
“What?” Steve grumbles.
“Come here.” Eddie shuffles his chair over to Steve, “Arms up, not up in the air but like, out so I can get around.”
Steve follows his command yet again, and watches with confused eyes as Eddie begins to wrap the bandage around Steve’s chest, talking him through the process; where to place his hands for best compression, and insisting it can’t be too tight or it will hurt.
“It probably won’t be perfectly flat, they never are, but it will be better.” Eddie smiled, “Surgery is always an option, but they won’t let him get that until he’s like, eighteen.”
“How do you-“
“Hey, dad, sorry I’m late, I have a math test tomorrow and we-“ Axl chattered, walking through and shutting the door, “… uhm, hi Eddie.”
“Hi!” Eddie grinned and waved at Axl before looking back at Steve’s chest and fastening the bandage together with the clip at Steve’s side.
“What are you doing?”
Steve felt his heart drop, “I’m- I’m sorry, kid, I shouldn’t have told him but- I was just, I needed someone to talk to, and- It’s not and excuse-“
“No, it’s not.” Axl dumped his bag down on the kitchen counter and walked over, “You should ask before assuming.”
“I know.” Steve furrowed his brow, “I don’t usually-“
“But it’s okay because it’s just Eddie.” Axl shrugged and leant down to look at the bandges wrapped tight around Steve’s chest, “I figured you’d already told all of your friends.”
“Nope.” Eddie shook his head and smiled, “He certainly did not. Cool name, by the way- Guns and Roses?”
“Yeah.” Axl nodded.
“Sick.” Eddie grinned.
“Did you do this?” Axl pointed to the bandages.
“Wait, you’re not upset with me?” Steve asked.
“No, I know you’re not just gonna out me to some cunt who’s gonna beat me up-“
“Language.” Steve pressed.
“Besides, Eddie’s gay and a self proclaimed Freak, out of most of your friends he’s the least likely to judge.”
“Right you are, little gremlin.” Eddie smiled up at him.
“I’m still sorry.” Steve murmured.
“Don’t be.” Axl playfully punched his arm.
“Also, to answer your question,” Eddie continued, “Yes, this is how you bind. I can show you how to do it, if you like? I suggest bigger bandages but this can work for now.”
“Yes please.” Axl nodded, and Eddie immediately started to unwound the bindings on Steve’s chest.
He re-tied it, talking step by step to Axl, and then he got Axl to bind Steve’s chest himself, Eddie talking him through the process.
Then, Eddie got Axl to do it on himself, over his baggy jumpers, because it’s a little different doing it on someone else. Steve sat at the table and watched in awe as Eddie animatedly talked Axl through the process, and Axl couldn’t wipe his smile off his face.
The moment it was done he raced off to his room to do it properly. Eddie went and got them another beer.
“Thank you.” Steve smiled at him, “So much.”
“No problem, Steve-o.” Eddie grinned, “I have not done that in a while, it was kinda fun.”
“What do you mean?” Steve furrowed his brow, and Eddie shrugged and pulled up his shirt.
The first thing Steve noticed was the added ink Eddie had gotten since ‘86. The second thing he noticed was the bat bites scattered over his skin. And the third… two scars stretching along his chest.
Steve remembered being back there, crying and trying to add compression on all of Eddie’s scars. He remembered finding bandages already wrapped around Eddie’s chest, under his clothes, but he thought nothing of it, figured Eddie had cut his chest open or something. Not… this.
Eddie blushed and lowered his shirt, shrugging up at Steve.
“Oh my god.” Steve muttered, and Eddie just stared at him, “Holy shit, you’re like Axl?!”
“Yeah.” Eddie nodded, and then a couple of seconds later Axl was body slamming into the back of Eddie and wrapping himself around him.
“I didn’t think anyone was like me here.” Axl mumbled, obviously trying to not cry, “I always thought you’d be the coolest out of dad’s friends.”
Eddie snickered and gave Axl a hug back, “How’d you go, did you get it?”
“I think so.” He said, stepping back and showing off to them. It’s the first time Steve had seen him wear anything less than a baggy shirt. He was dressed in a cropped muscle tee, and he looked so confident.
Steve started to cry.
“Hey! Look at you, it looks so good, kid.” Eddie grinned, “If you want I can show you how to draw facial hair on to look realistic.”
“Fuck yeah.” Axl grinned, “I want a moustache.”
Eddie snickered and looked back at Steve, his face dropped when he saw him crying, “Hey, Stevie-“
“Thank you.” Steve sobbed and buried his head in his hands, “Holy fuck, thank you so much.”
Eddie smiled softly, “It’s no issues, of course. Anything to help a fellow freak like me, huh?” He smiled up at Axl, “I should be thanking you, it feels nice to have another person like me around again.”
“Do you know more people like us?”
Eddie nodded, “You know my friend Gareth? Yeah, he’s like us, and a two more people but they’re not in town.”
“Oh my god, really?!” Axl grinned, “This is so awesome, can I please come to one of your gigs or something?”
“I thought you were too cool for that stuff?” Steve snickered.
Axl flipped him off, “I just wanna meet him… as a guy.”
Eddie leant out and ruffled Axl’s hair, “Yeah, kid, whenever you like- though, a band practice would be more ideal for a fourteen year old.”
Axl frowned dramatically and went to get himself a drink.
“Seriously, Eddie, thank you.” Steve murmured, “I haven’t seen him that happy in… not in years. He’s just a kid, he’s meant to be that happy every day.”
Eddie nodded, “I know how he feels. I knew I was different really young too, and when I was about twelve I told my mum and she told me to never tell anyone. And then she died, when I was sixteen, and I ended up telling dad for some- I don’t even know why, he beat the shit out of me and I ran away. Like, away away, up to Indi. Wayne found me then, when my dad told him what happened, and bought me home and let me be Eddie.” He shrugged, “I remember the first time I tried binding with duct tape, Wayne found me crying in front of the mirror about it and he came in with bandages and helped me figure it out. I went on testosterone when I turned eighteen, so.”
Steve smiled, “I’m sorry you went through that, Eddie.”
“I’m sorry you’ve been going through this clueless. Wayne had no idea either, he’s got a book on how to look after trans kids now, but he didn’t back then, I can tell you that.” Eddie laughed, “Thanks for being his dad, and like, being a good one.”
“He’s my kid, I can’t just… of course, I love him.”
Eddie smiled, “You don’t know how rare that is for people like Axl and I.”
“I don’t understand why.”
“Me either.” Eddie hummed, “You’re a really good dad, Steve. A really good guy.”
“I’m just doing what I’m supposed to do.”
“Yeah, but you care. More than most people do. You care so much.” Eddie gently took Steve’s hand into his own, “I’m sure you already know but being Axl’s dad isn’t gonna be easy, especially not in fucking Hawkins, but so long as you just stick around and… care, then things are gonna be a whole lot easier for him. It means so much to him, and me, even.”
Steve smiled at him and squeezed Eddie’s hands as a thank you, “Can you stick around too?” He asked, “Help Axl in the places I cant?”
Eddie grinned, “Yeah, of course I can, Stevie.”
“Thank you.” Steve sighed, rubbing his temples, “You have no idea how grateful I am that you’re in my life.”
There was a moment of silence before Eddie whispered, “You have no idea how grateful I am that you’re in mine.”
They looked at eachother, and Steve felt his heart in his throat.
“Okay…” Axl murmured, rolling back over to the table, “You guys are clearly having a moment so I’m gonna stop eavesdropping.”
“Hey!” Steve scoffed, “You little shit.”
Axl chuckled and scruffed Steve’s hair, “Thanks dad, I love you too. You’re my best friend.”
Steve absolutely blossomed at that, he’d never been so happy to hear those words. He used to hear them all the time, when Axl was really little. But then he became a preteen and being friends with your dad suddenly stopped being cool. He’s ecstatic right now.
“Thanks Eddie.” Axl smiled at him, giving Eddie a fist bump as he passed, “Can we like… talk sometime? I just wanna-“
“Know if someone’s gone through all the crazy shit as you?” Eddie offered and Eddie nodded, “How about we get some lunch this weekend, huh? Then hang out at the music store?”
“Sounds good.” Axl grinned and continued to walk past, “I’ll let you guys get back to your moment.”
“Moment?” Steve asked, red in the face, watching Axl walk down the hallway to his room, “There’s no moment, what moment?!”
“Don’t worry about it.” Axl shouted back and walked into his room.
“Axl!” Steve shouted out.
“Axl!” Eddie shouted too, “What fucking moment do you mean?”
Axl poked his head back out the door, “You were having a nice moment about friendship and being a good dad and blah blah blah!” Axl shouted and Steve and Eddie both relaxed, “I just shouldn’t be evesdropping of course.”
“Okay.” Steve nodded and looked back to Eddie, watched the sparkle in his eyes dance as he shifted to look back at Steve. And he melted at the sight.
“Also, this would be a great time to do something about that crush you’ve had on Eddie for years, dad!”
And with that, Axl’s door was slammed shut.
Steve and Eddie were staring at eachother. Eddie was slowly turning more and more red.
“You have a crush on me?”
Steve’s lack of an answer probably was a dead giveaway, but he hoped Eddie was oblivious.
“Oh.” Eddie muttered, and clearly he’s not oblivious, “You have a crush on me- god, I sound fifteen. Wow, you are into me- Steve- you- okay.” Eddie cleared his throat and fixed his posture, “Do- wow, huh, uh… do- do you wanna- do you wanna go out with me? Okay, there, I did it.”
“You’re asking me out?” Steve asked, a little gobsmacked.
“Yeah.” Eddie bit at his nails as he looked at Steve nervously.
“Yes.” Steve swallowed, “Yeah, I- yeah… can- does tomorrow work? Seven?”
“Seven.” Eddie smiled, his shoulders relaxing, “Yeah, a date at seven.”
“Okay.” Steve smiled too, “Wait, is this just… I just need to know if this is a date or like, with the intention of something more serious.”
“Uh…” Eddie swallowed, “Considering I’ve been into you for years now, I’d prefer something a little more permanent. But-“
“You don’t care I’ve got a kid?”
“No, I-“ Eddie ducked his head, blushing, “To be honest I’ve kinda always been jealous he wasn’t our kid.”
“Holy shit.” Steve muttered, “I thought you didn’t want kids?!”
“Yeah.” Eddie shrugged, “I don’t know, you make all my wires cross, Steve. I’ve pictured a whole ass future with you.”
And Steve can’t wait to make that future come true.
And Axl grows up with a second dad who helps him through his transition too, has a little more intel. And Steve loves watching them as they chat about their shared experiences being trans, and cries when Axl comes out and shows off his excessive leg hair one afternoon, and when Eddie starts compulsively making fun of his voice cracks at age seventeen, and when Eddie’s sitting there and talking him through the procedure he’ll endure for his first surgery and- Steve’s just overwhelmed with love for them both.
And then he and Eddie adopt a little girl and Steve’s just so in awe of how Eddie is with the baby, and how Axl instantly takes to the protective big brother role. And just picture it, okay!? Just picture Steve and Eddie having a family together, okay?!
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roseofcards90 · 2 months
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Steve x reader spending the day at lovers lake/skull rock
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he’s holding your hand the whole way you guys walk <3 sneaking kisses onto your knuckles <3 linking arms <3 stopping in a field and making a daisy chain <3 before finally stopping at the lake to watch the sunset <3
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dykedvonte · 28 days
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im here to ask more about fallout PLEASE talk abt raul hes also my favourite and i need to hear more aboht him :3 do u have any hcs ??
HCs are a bit hard cause it’s so hard to create little things for such expansive characters but here are my little things I like to think are real :y
Needed glasses before becoming a ghoul and being old. Regrets not getting them cause it makes repairs slightly harder
He canonically has a big sweet tooth so I feel like he remembers some prewar dessert recipes
Connecting to that he generally knows a lot of prewar recipes and isn’t a bad cook
Gate keeps them tho as most are family recipes or culturally significant and he doesn’t want another faction running around appropriating
As much as he talks about being old and out of practice this guy has a vengeful streak. (Remidner the only reason he didn’t kill all the raiders who burned his house/family is because he had his sister left to protect.)
They slept, he didn’t
Never thought about having kids but is actually pretty good with the ones not scare of ghouls.
Treats the Courier as a surrogate grand kid. Is infinitely better than them at repairing and revolvers and like to act like a cool old guy about it
Think of seeing an old guy riding a Harley.
I like to pair him with Lily not romantically but as in “look at the kids playing, dearie” and Raul’s always amused cause the playing is everyone else fist fighting an entire ant colony that’s trying to steal their food
Not super religious but likes to pray before meals with the group cause it reminds him of his youth with his family at the dinner table
Named his gun after his sister if he becomes a vaquero again and his mechanic shop after his old family ranch.
Can’t fall asleep easy and needs to be on watch due to trauma about not being able to safe his family… twice
Can ride a Brahmin bull like a bucking bronco but insists he’s too old every time (his agility stat is fucking 8 like pop off ig???)
This is all I have cause there so much already there and I just like him :) I tell his to become a vaquero again cause I love his little outfit. Why’d he just have it folded into his pocket???
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twinkleomorashi · 5 months
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Sorry for the lack of posting!! Been superrrrr busy. Gonna try to update the fic later this week. And hopefully maybe get a vid out within the next 2-3 weeks? Open to suggestions.
In other news, I officially have a gf so that’s cool!! It’s so wild to have a girl genuinely like me and actually care about me like wow I didn’t know this is what it’s supposed to be like??? Crazy!!!
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mazzy-rockstar · 4 months
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Monday blues are hitting me hard today
#you can ignore this if you want cause im gonna talk a lot of shit and sads and feelings#but as i’ve realised i literally have no one to empty my heart out to irl#and it’s fucking heartbreaking cause i love my friends but I don’t think they love me back#which is an insane though but I genuinely think it’s true like#i moved away 4 ish months ago and i know that communication comes from both side but like i wanted to test smt#so i stopped texting first and guess what?? only 2 friends texted me#1 because she’s genuinely a good friend i think and the other because she needed money (which i gave her like a fucking fool)#my heart just hurts cause i realised i’m not as important to them as they are to me and I’m completely misreading our relationship and#it sucks because I thought they were going to be my friends for life but now they’re all posting recaps of 2023 and im in none of their pics#even in pics where i was present at the time#and i dont know if it’s intentional or if im just being an insecure little bitch but it fucking hurts#i just want to be important to someone#i want to be someone’s person#not a last resort like#they keep doing stuff together which i get like life moves on and i’m the one that left#but not a single text or a pic or a ‘we miss you!’#not even a fucking heart on insta stories#am i being desperate?? or do I actually have shitty friends#like i have impostor syndrome in my own fucking friendgroup???#I can’t just drop them either cause then I’ll actually have no one#idk i must exude some sort of energy#i dont think ive ever had a genuine good best friend like for some reason they leave after 3 years#(and this is why i have trust issues and attachment disorders)#anyway I’ll probably just suck it up and go about my day#ive lived 24 years like this what’s an entire life#it’s wild cause i have a good time whenever i’m with them (i think) and then i leave and it’s crickets#i feel like hired entertainment sometimes#idk my head hurts so I’m probably overthinking but like these feelings come from somewhere right?#i have to stop
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androidboy · 7 months
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Feel free to tell me to fuck off but I just wanted to say that I hope you find peace and happiness. Relationships with PTSD and disabilities are so complicated and I understand worrying that you might never find a sense of comfort or safety with another person again. It's not my place to offer advice, but I just wanted you to know that I get it and I'm silently hoping that you find a way to navigate this that's healthy for you, whatever that means. Again, sorry if this is weird from some rando on the internet
no i appreciate it ❤️ i decided that when she gets back i tell her (in a way nicer way than this) that she sucks at open relationships and i need to feel like i’m on steady ground and i’d like her to be a part of that but we either go exclusive or break up
like literally since ive made up my mind about this my head has felt so much clearer. i am already kinda mourning the relationship tho like i wish i could see us moving forward bc there’s so many things i still want to experience with her but the way we’ve nosedived i don’t think it’s gonna happen
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silvermoon424 · 8 months
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I’m so fucking over my job dude. There just isn’t enough work to fill an 8 hour day and it’s exhausting and draining having to look busy for hours because I’m under a microscope (I’m being disciplined because I was on my phone too much… because I was bored and understimulated). I ask for more work and even when they give it to me it’s never enough to fill more than like an hour.
It just sucks that I’m being punished for working more efficiently than other people and getting all my work done. They’re so fucking paranoid about us “stealing” time (I also got disciplined for taking too many bathroom breaks).
I am looking for a new job but I’m being very picky. I’m not even considering jobs that aren’t at least hybrid.
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hella1975 · 9 months
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girls after an average shift
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when they say they care even when they've consistently proven they don't and i believe them: 🤡
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wist-eri · 1 year
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quick wip
no i’m totally not obsessed with this man he’s totally not living in my mind rent free
also originally i had this like handheld card-style vertical orientation for this drawing but,, i might actually like what i have right now
(feel free to look in the tags to see me rant about david btw)
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field-s-of-flowers · 2 months
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emmyrosee · 2 years
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hush up, I don’t want to talk about this, just accept it
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“You literally all do me so dirty.”
Kenma’s voice crumples like a piece of paper, despite trying to be serious and collected. His eyes flick over his screen wildly, in an attempt to keep himself on high alert for anything that may try to jump out at him. He’s curled in a blanket, it’s dark in his set up, and he hates his goddamned chat laughing at his pain because if there’s one thing Kodzuken doesn’t do?
It’s play horror games.
He cannot stand them. There are minimal horror games he’ll play, though he hides it under ‘there’s no skill,’ or ‘it’s all cheap jump scares’ and all in all it’s just something he doesn’t waste his time on.
But Kenma is nothing if not a man of his word, and when his fans started calling him out for reaching his milestone, to keep his promise to play a horror game.
Assholes.
“You guys know I don’t like this shit,” he grumbles, his lips in an actual pout that he knows will be on fan pages for months to come. “Normal fans don’t do this to their creators.”
notkodzuken: yeah they do
kodzukenslilmonster: who you been watching
mistaworlwhide subbed for 4 years
hereforkepkws: masochist
kuroosassscheek: when he’s a ten but can’t play horror games
“Kuro, I’ll spit in your pancakes next time you come over, I swear to god,” he grumbles, the hairs on the back of his neck rising at the feeling of someone watching him. He prepares himself for a scare, “shouldn’t you be at work or something-“
“Boo!” A tiny voice yells, clapping its hands against Kenma’s headphones to make him shriek and jump- which he does-, and when he turns to look at the culprit, he clutches his chest as he sees you, holding his daughter close to your chest, her tiny giggles being emphasized by your cruel cackles.
And he wants to be mad, he wants to be absolutely furious, he wants to end the stream and completely scold you both and his chat for giving him a stroke-
But he can’t. Not with how happy his baby looks from having successfully scared him, not how you look with mischief in your eyes that fill with mirthful tears.
He’s wrapped so far around each of your fingers, and he hates that you exploit that.
“You- you should’ve seen the look on your face,” you wheeze, and he pokes his tongue in his cheek to try and ward off the smirk that so desperately wants to splay on his face.
“One second chat,” he sighs, turning back to you and your tiny human. “I have to tickle the shit out of my wife and kid.”
“Quarter!” His daughter gasps, but you’re quick to shush her as you back out of the room slowly, Kenma following you with each step.
“You’re so dead,” he chuckles.
“Kenma, I’m holding our child, I can’t run, be merciful- AH!” You scream, his large arm wrapping around your waist and pulling you into a bear hug, but not tight enough so you can quickly plant your kid on her feet, “baby go hide! Daddy’s gonna get you!”
She squeal and quickly toddles away, dashing into her playroom, and Kenma sighs as he gives you a kiss. “I’ll deal with your ass, later,” he snickers, smacking you on the butt to hear you squeak before letting you go.
“Go put the Pokémon emulator on my monitor, I’ve got a kid to punish,” he says, hands digging into his hoodie pockets as he makes his way into the playroom. You chuckle and obey, knowing he’s never going to trust either of you again when he plays a scary game.
But you’ll be ready the second he does.
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ame-exe · 1 year
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Something I haven’t seen people talk about, which surprises me, is how Gumshoe’s first meeting with Edgeworth is… pretty similar to Edgeworth and Phoenix’s first meeting ?
In the fourth case of Investigations, we learn that they met when they both pretty much happened to be in the courthouse when a murder happened. And unfortunately for Gumshoe, he was right there too. And of course promptly gets accused.
And Edgeworth of course defends him and investigates to prove he’s not the culprit. Edgeworth doesn’t know Gumshoe by this point, so it’s not because of emotional attachment. He just sees that Gumshoe is… Gumshoe, and couldn’t have possibly done it. And he goes out of his way to prove his innocence. Reminder this is the bratworth era, when he wasn’t exactly defined by kindness and altruism.
Isn’t this similar to a certain other meeting ? Where a child happened to be the only one skipping PE, and immediately got accused when someone’s lunch money went missing ? And a certain someone saw that there was no evidence for it, and defended him ?
It’s something that really struck me while playing Investigations, I kept thinking “oh my god Gumshoe and Edgeworth’s meeting is like how he and Phoenix became friends”. Edgeworth stood up for them when no one else was on their side, which caused them to forever stay loyal to him. I mean the case literally ends with this:
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When they were kids, Edgeworth saw no evidence that Phoenix stole his lunch money, saw him crying and scared, and stood up for him, which made Phoenix get so deeply attached to the point of following him in law.
When Edgeworth met Gumshoe, he saw that there were missing puzzle pieces when he was blamed for Byrne Faraday’s murder, and that he was scared for what it would mean for his life and career, as this was his first week as a detective. And Gumshoe ends up forming an undying loyalty for Edgeworth.
Idk if this makes sense it’s just. Does no one else see it ? Am I crazy ?
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