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Megumi's Imaginary friend

Pairing: Megumi Fushiguro x GN!Reader x Toji Fushiguro (family/platonic), Toji Fushiguro x GN!Reader (background/romantic)

Summary: Recently, your son Megumi has been talking with an imaginary friend. It is a normal phase every kid goes through, and it's not completely creepy to find Megumi talking by himself, right?

Warning tags: fic with HORROR elements, 12+, angst ending, focused on megumi x gn!reader relationship, megumi is around 9 years old in this fic, occ megumi/toji, megumi's eyes are green like toji's

Author's Notes: my horror toji fic ended up becoming more abt megumi x gn!reader (platonic). maybe one day the other horror fic i had planned for toji will see the light of the day. fanfic 100% based on movie like "The Others" and "The Sixth Sense." enjoy your reading!

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You hear the door opening and quickly dry your hands on the apron, ready to welcome Megumi. You listen to him take his shoes off, his footsteps coming to find you in the kitchen.

"No work today?" He looks surprised to see you.

"No work. It is family day!"

Megumi nods, leaving to change into more comfortable clothes. He is growing fast; you met Megumi when he was around one year old. You encountered his dad first. A widow who looked nothing but danger: Toji Fushiguro. You actually still don't know why and how you married him: maybe it was his charm to convince you he was in love with you or Megumi's chubby cheeks and fingers calling for you. Perhaps a little of both.

Megumi instantly bonded with you: you didn't know if it was over the need to have another parent (Toji has always been out of the house working), so Megumi clearly needed someone to raise and love him. As years passed, you continued to take care of each other.

Toji always arrived too late for Megumi to be awake; you didn't know what Toji worked on yet, but deep down, you never really cared. You love Toji, and Toji loves you in his own way. It was hard initially, but you learned to accept it with time. Maybe because Toji was a man who always had a hard time around love (he had shared once how he thought he would never find love after Megumi's mom), but always acted if he saw any sign of distress and sadness coming from you, keeping you and Megumi's safe.

Megumi had started to act weird a couple of months ago; you didn't know what had happened, but your little boy closed himself, not talking for a couple of weeks. He had always been a reserved child but never like this; you first thought it had to do with Toji's absence, and Megumi had been missing his dad, but it didn't seem to be about that. Then, you supposed it had to be about bullying and almost went to the school, though Megumi begged you not to. He slowly started to come out of his shelf, being his usual self, but there was something different about him, especially when you caught Megumi staring at you or his dad.

It got weird after you caught him talking with someone in his room. You were bringing laundry to his room, and before you could open his bedroom door, you heard him chatting with someone.

"…I guess."

You waited a few minutes until you heard a small sob. You knocked, worried, then entered the room, finding Megumi standing, cleaning his face.

"Everything alright?"

"Yes. I am okay."

Megumi was clearly lying, but you didn't want to push it and shut him off completely. After that, you noticed Megumi talking more and more by himself almost daily. Initially, you figured this was normal. Megumi wasn't a kid with many friends, so it was bound to happen eventually. It was customary for a kid to have an imaginary friend.

One night, you shared your worries with Toji before bed as he hid his face in the crook of your neck. You always loved the feeling of this powerful man melting in your arms as you rubbed his hair.

"Seems the kind of behavior a normal kid has."

"I know. It's just…he sounds to be actively engaging. As if he really believes this friend exists."

"He will grow over it with time." Toji simply responds, shrugging his shoulders.

You want so badly to believe in him.

Things start getting really bad during a long trip from Toji. Your kitchen utensils are in different places than they used to be, and you find tons of candies you recently purchased in the trash. When you asked Megumi about it, he shrugged his shoulders (identically to his dad), answering it had been Gojo's doing.

"Who?"

"My imaginary friend?"

"Megumi, that isn't nice! You can't blame this on your imaginary friend!"

"But he did it! He is crazy for sweets!"

You ended up grounding Megumi for a week, forbidding him to speak with his so-called imaginary friend "Gojo." Megumi gave you an angry stare (again, reminding you of his dad) before going to his room. Before you could follow him, a chair suddenly moved before you, blocking your way. You blinked, thinking it was all a trick of your eyes, placing the chair back into place.

You were probably just imagining things.

It just gets worse and worse after that. Objects were constantly disappearing from your house now, the TV turned it on by itself, and Megumi was more distracted, sometimes ignoring your presence. That should all scare you, but it didn't. It sounded like a stupid prank from someone, and you constantly told yourself you were imagining stuff, or it simply didn't happen. You were primarily worried about Megumi now: he seemed to be having a hard time at school, and when you insisted you would go to school, he begged you with tears in his eyes to not go.

"Why son? If people are bullying you, I want to help!"

"Please, don't!" Megumi looked up at you with big, teary eyes. And it didn't stop there, which shocked you. Megumi almost never cried. Not with his sobs getting louder, and he crying more and more, grabbing your clothes so you couldn't move. You held onto him until he fell asleep, exhausted from crying. You called Toji that night, asking him to come home, and Toji agreed. So you prepared the perfect day as a family. Maybe that's exactly what Megumi needed.

Megumi comes downstairs dressed more comfortably. You had been preparing for the shogayaki you would be doing it later, one of Megumi's favorite dishes. He sits by the table, looking down, not saying anything.

"Your father should be home soon. It will be a fun night. We could watch your favorite movie if you want to!"

"I don't really want to watch any movie today."

Your heart hurts to see your son like that. You sit at his side, bringing him close to you.

"Megumi, what is wrong? You know you can tell me everything. What happened?" Your son's green eyes look for you, open-hearted. For a second, he seems he will speak, but the door opens and closes, and Toji's form appears in the kitchen's entrance, making Megumi shut off.

"What's with the long face?" Toji clearly asks his son, who goes silent, shutting off completely. You shake your head, the disapproval clear in your eyes. At least Megumi's imaginary friend seems to have cooled down. You enjoy the rest of the day as a family: Megumi eats your food, taking his time but happy. Later, you let Toji wash the dishes ("You didn't cook, big guy, so you clean!") as you and Megumi cuddle in the living room, waiting to start his favorite movie.

After Toji joins you and falls asleep in a few minutes, you feel Megumi touch your face, startling you a little.

"What is wrong?"

"Thank you for today."

"You welcome, 'Gumi." Megumi gives you a sad smile before looking back at the TV. You end up falling asleep as well.

When you wake up, the TV is off. Toji is still sleeping in the living room, snoring softly, and you roll your eyes, finding him adorable. Let your man have his rest. You call Megumi's name, hearing his voice from upstairs. Another voice answers him: a male one. You don't even think about waking Toji, running upstairs, and opening Megumi's door.

Your son is sitting on the floor, clearly talking to someone. He seems startled quickly getting up, but you don't see the source of the voice.

"Are you talking with him again? Your imaginary friend?" Megumi doesn't answer, simply looking hopeless. He looks to his side as if asking for help, and you grab his face to look at you. "Megumi, Gojo doesn't exist! He is just your imaginary friend!"

Megumi can't look you in the eyes as he whispers, "No. It is you that doesn't exist anymore."

Your breath stops in your throat. Megumi must be misbehaving, he has to. But his green eyes tell you this isn't a bad joke or a little boy acting badly due to his parent's reprimand. This is serious. You notice your hands aren't touching your son's face. They are just there: you can't feel his warmth, you can't clean the tears coming from his face, you can't touch him. Your hands just pass over him.

You look around your house, your house, and it looks different from before: you usually helped him organize his room and put some color, but it's much darker now. It can't be. You try to touch your arms and the rest of your body, but your hands go straight through it. You don't panic, not yet. You don't want to scare Megumi. There must be a reasonable reason for all of this; you must be dreaming, and soon, you will wake up. You look at Megumi, and he simply motions for you to follow him.

As you follow behind Megumi, you notice how your house looks: different by each corner, as if it hasn't been touched and organized by you in a long time. When you arrive in the living room, Toji isn't sleeping on the sofa anymore. Megumi stands before a small butsudan (shrine) you have never noticed before. It has some kumotsu (offerings) around, and as you get closer, your legs fall to the floor.

It is yours and Toji's picture. You look at Megumi, unable to speak, and he places his hand in front of his chest, palm with palm. Praying.

"This…this is all my fault. After you died, I wished for you to come back. So badly. For you and Dad to come back. And to my surprise, you both did. As if you never left. But I understand now, with some help, this isn't right. This isn't the place you should be." Megumi takes a deep breath, looking at your eyes as he speaks, "I thank you for all the time together. I thank you for loving me. I thank you for taking care of me. I wish we had more time together."

You throw your arms around Megumi, not even caring that they go right through his body, slowly remembering the events of that night. The car accident in the roadway; waking up to Megumi's cries in the back as he shook your body and Toji's, begging you not to leave him. And you didn't. You woke up the other day in the house, thinking it all had been just a bad dream, Toji snoring at your side, and went to live another day.

"There is nothing to apologize for, Megumi. Nothing. I will love you forever and always. Me and your daddy always will."

Megumi doesn't answer, just simply holding you back. When he opens his eyes, you are gone. Gojo stands by the stairs, watching Megumi turn around, praying again. Maybe now Megumi could find some peace.

taglist: @roseglazedlens,@scar-crossedlvrs

#toji fushiguro #toji zenin #toji fushiguro x reader #toji fushiguro x you #megumi fushiguro #toji fushiguro angst #megumi fushiguro x you #megumi fushiguro x reader x toji fushiguro #toji fushiguro x reader x megumi fushiguro #megumi fushiguro x reader platonic #i am not happy with this #jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen fanfics

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comfort-writing · 1 year

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Crayons & Cassettes

Chapter 1: The First Day of Kindergarten

You are a kindergarten teacher. Eddie’s daughter, Sage, is in your class. She bonds with you instantly, and Eddie is trying not to do the same.

warnings: this fic will be 18+ in later chapters, so minors DNI! In this chapter, it is mentioned that rumors about Eddie that still linger. no use of y/n. nothing else I can think of for this chapter because it’s really just an introductory one, but please let me know if I missed anything!

a/n: let me know in the comments or my asks if you want to be added to the tag list! requests are open!

word count: 3k

Chapter 1 || 2 || 3 || 4 || 5 || 6 || 7 || 8 || 9 || 10 || 11 || 12 || 13 || 14 (coming soon!)

Trying to shove tiny feet into tiny shoes at 6:30 in the morning was no easy task, especially when the owner of said tiny feet was fighting with all the strength in her five-year-old body to keep said feet out of said shoes.

“Please, Sage. I’ll do anything you want, just please let me put your shoes on.” pleaded an exhausted Eddie. They were already running late, which meant that he would get dirty looks from the other parents, well, dirtier than what he was already expecting. It was Sage’s first day of kindergarten, which he felt bittersweet about. She’d been attending preschool in previous years, so the transition wouldn’t be as difficult for her as it may be for other children, but she didn’t always do well around new people. She was like her dad in that way- she could be shy at first (which deviated from his own standoffishness), but once she warmed up, she was a sweet and bubbly kid.

Sage put her resistance on hold, “Anything?” She asked, raising an eyebrow. Eddie knew that look: mischievous and calculating. It scared him a little to see that she was so much like himself, but it also made him a little proud. “Yes, baby. Just put your shoes on and we’ll do anything you want after school.” Sage thought for a moment, then made intense eye contact with Eddie, “Ice cream. And breakfast for dinner.” She bargained. Eddie chuckled and nodded, “Sounds good to me. We got a deal?” He asked, dropping the small shoe he was holding and sticking out his hand. She nodded and shook it, then stuck her foot out for him, beaming at the fact that she would get her two favorite things later that day. Little did she know that he had already planned on those things happening.

He sighed and thanked her, slipping on her glittery pink sneakers and tying them before picking her up off of the couch and setting her on his hip as he grabbed what they’d need for the day. Sage’s brand new Care Bears backpack- check. Keys- check. Wallet- check. Care Bears lunch box- check.

“Alright, ready to go?” He asked her. Sage nodded warily and Eddie walked out the door, kicking it closed behind them before walking to his beat up van, sliding open the back passenger door and setting Sage in her booster seat. He placed her bags on the floor by her feet and helped her buckle her seat belt. She looked up at him, “Dad?” She asked in a whisper “Yes, baby?” He responded absentmindedly. “Do you think my teacher will like me?” She asked anxiously. That made Eddie pause. He looked at her very seriously, grabbing her tiny hands in his own, “She is going to love you, kiddo. You’re freakin’ metal.” He said, leaning down and kissing her forehead. She nodded, “Metal.”

Your classroom was perfect. You’d decided on a rainbow theme for the year, wanting the classroom environment to be welcoming, colorful, and engaging to the 26 five-year-olds that would arrive within the next hour. Your lesson plans were perfect too. You were quite proud of yourself. Moving to a completely new state after teaching in another for a few years made for somewhat of a culture shock. Learning all of the new standards and adapting your previous lesson plans to fit them, along with having to write completely new lessons that fit your school’s specific curriculum was difficult, but not impossible. It was done. Everything was perfect. You were ready.

You’d moved to Hawkins, Indiana at the very end of the summer. You grew up in another small, southern town, so the small town environment wasn’t exactly new to you. It just meant you had to find your footing here. Declare yourself as a character amongst the established ones. You had been able to meet a few of the other teachers, and they all seemed nice enough, but they were all much older than you were. You graduated college only three years prior, and it seemed like half of your coworkers were on the brink of forgetting what college they went to. You needed to find friends your own age, and quick, because being a teacher can be stressful. Having friends around who you can vent to is key to keeping yourself sane.

You looked in the mirror on the inside of your classroom closet door, adjusting your hair for a moment. It was tied up with a clip, messily, but purposefully and cutely so. You pushed a strand behind your ear and made sure you didn’t have lipstick on your teeth. You decided to wear a light green dress and white sneakers- cute, stylish, and comfortable enough to chase around several very energetic children. You knew that the first day of kindergarten was always one in which you met the parents, and while they’d mainly be focused on their children, you knew there was a large possibility of photos being taken. You wanted to make a great first impression, and if your were immortalized in a Polaroid or two, you’d like to look nice. Above you, the school bell rang, signaling to the children that they could start making their way to class. You smiled and walked over to the door of your class, opening it up for the parents to bring their kids in.

Parents and students began trickling into the classroom. You shook their hands and introduced yourself to each one, smiling genuinely and directing the parents to where their child’s desk and cubby were located. On the first day, you always let parents stay for a while, and even held a carpet story time/coloring session in order to make the transition easier for both parties. You noted that a few kids were crying, which gave you a good indication of what kids would continue to be criers throughout the year. You didn’t judge, you just liked to know what was up.

You were crouching down to take a picture with one of your new students when a man who looked very out of place in your rainbow classroom walked in, a small girl hiding behind his pant leg. You smiled up at him, holding up one finger apologetically, signaling that you’d be with him in a moment. You looked up at the mom who’d just taken your picture, “Would you like me to take a picture of the two of you?” You asked. The woman nodded, so you stood and swapped positions with her. You wound the film on her disposable camera, “Say cheese!” You encouraged, which drew a confused face from the small boy, as he’d somehow never heard the phrase before. You snapped the picture without realizing the face he’d made and smiled, handing the camera back to the also oblivious mother and she walked her son to his desk.

You then turned your attention to the man standing in the doorway. You smiled and stuck out your hand, introducing yourself. “Eddie Munson.” He said softly. His hands were warm, but you noted the rings he wore made them feel colder. Eddie was an attractive guy, you wouldn’t lie to yourself about it. His hair was long, dark, and curly. He wore a leather jacket and a denim vest on top of it. He definitely had the whole rockstar look down, which looked a bit funny when surrounded by rainbows. There was also his daughter, who looked like a pink glitter bomb had exploded over her, as was typical for girls her age. You didn’t linger on his touch like you may have liked to, as you had to introduce yourself to someone more important. You bent and stood on your knees, peeking around Mr. Munson’s knees, “And who is this pretty princess?” You asked, hoping that calling her a princess would help her warm up to you.

You were right. The small girl poked her head out from behind the man’s knees. You saw that she got her looks from her dad; she had brown, curly hair that was currently tied back in a high ponytail, coupled with bright brown eyes and a small smattering of the lightest freckles across her nose. She spoke, barely above a whisper, “I’m Sage.” You smiled encouragingly, “That’s such a pretty name. Did you know Sage is a type of plant? And a color?” You gasped, piquing her interest, “Oh my goodness! It’s the color of my dress!” You said, feigning surprise, as if you were just discovering that fact for the first time. “And guess what?” You whispered. Sage was entranced, gaining the courage to move out from behind her dad and listen to the ‘secret’ you were entrusting her with. “It’s my favorite color.” You smiled softly, making eye contact with the small girl. It made her feel special. She smiled up at her dad, who was watching the interaction intently. “You want to find your desk and set your stuff down, Sage?” You asked her. She nodded fervently, excited to get the day started.

You stood back up to your fill height and led the two to Sage’s desk. “So, Mr. Munson, you are welcome to through story time and coloring. I try to allow time for the parents to stay for a while to help their kids adjust to the new environment.” You told him as Sage was putting her lunch box into her desk. The man seemed to shift uncomfortably, “Ah- I don’t know. Are you sure?” He asked you. You nodded, “Yeah, of course. Every parent is welcome to stay through that time. If Sage doesn’t do well around new people or in a new place, it can help her out a lot.” You assured him. He seemed to think for a moment before nodding, making his decision.

Little did you know, the reason so many people were watching the interaction carefully was because, despite being a good dad who provided for his daughter, the rumor mill still swirled around the Munson family. He didn’t want his daughter to have to deal with the same problems he did, so he was apprehensive about staying, but you seemed to believe it would benefit her if he was there, so he would stay.

Another parent walked through the door, so you excused yourself to go greet them the same way. After your kindergarteners we’re all there, the bell rang, signaling the beginning of class. You smiled wide, walking to the front of the classroom. “Good morning, everyone! I hope we’re all excited to get started with our day! Today, we are going to…”

After successfully driving Sage to school, and luckily arriving around the time he’d originally intended to somehow, he guided his small daughter through the halls of the school. At the end of the kindergarten hall was Sage’s classroom for the year. He bent down to her level, “You ready? Or do you want to take a minute?” He asked her. He knew that sometimes she had to prepare herself to go into a new situation. He was the same way; needing to take a few breaths or psych himself up for whatever he would encounter. Sage thought for a moment, “I’m ready.” She said, looking determined. He nodded, holding her hand and guiding her to the classroom.

That’s when he spotted you. You had the biggest and most genuine smile on your face as you took a photo with another student. He saw the way you acknowledged him right when he walked into the door, making him feel seen, but still kept your focus on the people you were with, most likely doing the same for them. It was a small gesture, sure, and it may have gone unnoticed by anyone else, but he really didn’t know what to think about all of this. He didn’t recognize you, even though you seemed to be around the same age, so that meant you likely hadn’t heard the nasty rumors that still lingered around him like a rain cloud, even into adulthood. He was drinking in the small kindnesses you showed him in the following interactions.

You reached out and shook his hand, introducing yourself to him. He didn’t know why, but it surprised him that you introduced yourself with your first and last name to him. It made you seem more approachable. He spoke his own name as calmly as he could, internally struggling not to stumble over it. When you bent down to introduce yourself to his daughter, he watched as you related to her immediately, over something as silly as a color. But she opened up quickly to you, which was so incredibly rare for her. He truly couldn’t grasp what it was about you, but he basked in your presence and he didn’t want to leave. Not for Sage’s sake, but for his own. It was no secret to himself that he found you attractive- you were pretty, new to their small town, and he didn’t see a ring- but there was something else he couldn’t place. He obviously couldn’t do anything about it in the moment, so he shifted his attention back to his daughter, helping her prep for her first day.

Once you wrapped the story up, you had the students start on a coloring page that correlated with the story. This was the time for parents to start trickling out. Eddie watched as other parents left. He looked to Sage, “Listen kiddo, I’ve got to go to work, but I’ll pick you up later, okay?” He told her. During pre-k, they’d gotten pretty good at the whole ‘dad’s going to be gone for a few hours but you will be ok’ exchange. Sage nodded, “Okay. Don’t forget about the ice cream and breakfast.” She said, scribbling with a red crayon and not paying him much attention. He ruffled her hair and kissed the top of her head before standing up and heading towards the door.

Before he could leave, you grabbed a piece of paper off of the desk, “Oh, Mr. Munson-“ you whispered, as the students were quietly working as the parents slowly left, “Here is my newsletter for the month. It basically covers everything we’ll be doing in class, and what you can be doing to help supplement Sage’s learning at home. I usually mail these out to the parents, but the front office said your address changed recently?” Eddie took the newsletter and nodded, “Ah- thank you. Yeah, we moved into a new house last week. It was after I registered her, so I’ll have to get that changed. Do you need me to write my address down before I leave?” He asked. “Well, if you would, that would be very helpful, but if Sage will get upset if you’re here longer, I can just wait until you update your information with the office.” You told him quietly. Eddie shook his head, “Nah, Sage is a trooper. She knows the drill.” He said, proud of his daughter.

You smiled softly, a smile that made his knees feel a little weak, and grabbed a pen and a notepad off of your desk, handing it to him. “If you could write down your new address, as well as your phone number, that would be great.” You told him. He had to fight the urge to make a joke about hitting on him in front of the kids. Years ago, that would have been the first thing he said to you, and he wouldn’t have thought twice. But now, his number one concern was his daughter, and doing anything that may end up being detrimental to her, like flirting with her teacher, was off his radar. He scribbled out the information before handing the paper back to you, “Thank you. Just make sure you update this with the office as soon as possible. Hopefully you’ll only hear from me about once or twice a month, as I do the newsletter and a call home for an update. But keep an eye on the events section of the newsletter-“ you said, pointing it out, “-it will have important dates like any parent/teacher conferences and the kid’s Christmas recital on there. And please, don’t hesitate to reach out if you ever have any questions or concerns. My information is down at the bottom. I’ve got an answering machine, so leave a voicemail if I don’t pick up; I should give you a call back within 24 hours.” You informed him quietly, finishing up with a soft smile.

Eddie nodded, taking in all the information you were giving him. It felt like a lot, but he knew that most of the important stuff would be in the paper you gave him. “Thank you. I’ve still got a little more time before work so I think I’ll go to the office now.. where is it again?” He asked, feeling more lost than he should. This is where he went to elementary school, but it had been so long since he’d been in the building it felt a little foreign to him. You smiled and opened the door, pointing him in the right direction through the halls. He thanked you once more, then started off thought the school as you shut the door.

You and Eddie were both left the same thought:

This isn’t good.

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson #dad!eddie munson #singledad!eddie Munson #dad!eddie Munson x reader #teacher!reader #singledad!eddie Munson x reader #stranger things #fanfic #I kinda ignore canon events sorry #I just want Eddie to be happy is that so wrong

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rozeliyawashereyall · 5 days

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Sibling photo!

W/O the photo frame

Ik the left arm looks kinda off but hush

Now get ready for a long fucking rant about my listeners

Starting with Dennys! AKA Mariah Rose

(I'll do the others later)

Doing this just so I can keep her backstory from constantly changing or fusing with others

Alright so! :

Mariah is in her early 20s (maybe 23 or 25?)

Freckled ginger supremacy /hj

She has a bit of a stutter when she talks and is kinda insecure about it

Though shy with new people at first, a completely different person when they've known each other for a few months. By that, I mean she goes from a shy, quiet girl to a chaotic, loud menace

Has matching orange highlights with her brother

By the request of her strict mom, she entered university at about 18, dropped out at 21, and went back a few months later and finished her degree at 23

She has an electrical engineering degree that she still hasn't used because finding jobs is kinda hard

A very new employee at denny's

Literally only started working there to spite her mom

Mommy issues

Dad is pretty cool with whatever she does tbh long as she stays safe

Has 2 younger siblings who are twin sisters (Alicia and Amy) and 1 older brother (Henry). They all have a pretty strong bond!

Smoked for a year, quit because her sister Alicia developed asthma

Her other sister Amy wears hearing aids and really likes to draw!

The twins Alicia and Amy are 12 years old

Her brother is in his late 20s, engaged, has a medical degree, and works as a doctor in a hospital

Mariah struggled with her mental health for a few years, which is also why she dropped out before going back when her health improved

Used to wear glasses before getting eye surgery (paid by her dad cuz ain't no way she had enough money for that)

Did soccer in high school before breaking her ankle, leading to a few difficulties with walking for a few years, so she quit. Still kinda has pain in her leg whenever she walks

Occasionally does random arts n crafts with her sister to spend time with them

Also includes doing pranks on her brother

Was very alone and lonely from elementary to middle school, slowly started to get more extroverted in high school

Mariah only had very few friends. She wasn't really bullied or kept out of the group, but more like girlie was too anxious to approach anyone. So, her friends were the ones to initiate friendship first

Gal is so chaotic when she gets more comfortable. omg, comes from having multiple siblings, lol. In later stages of high school, she definitely started getting a bit more of a troublemaker, but not to the point of getting written up or kicked out

Def a people pleaser, girl says yes to almost anything (too nervous to say no cuz she doesn't want to upset anyone) her friends are usually the ones who say no for her

Prefers darker clothing and gets cold pretty fucking easily so she always has a jacket on her. Also has some walking problems due to the soccer accident I mentioned in the rant, so she's almost always sitting (gets a pass from the teachers to stay inside the classroom during recess) and sometime brings a walking stick with her if her leg is really acting up

Denise and Sarah from @piffany666 and @rustycopper4use taught her the ropes when she started working in dennys /hj

And that's all for now! Lemme know if you have any questions about her

#Backstory #escaped audios #my greasefire life #my art #denny's into the dennysverse

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normal-internet-user · 1 year

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💜 Purple 💜 would like to humbly request that part 2 of daredevil BUT AT YOUR LEISURE PLS DONT RUSH FOR ME! I just hear about requests getting eaten so I’m always like “did it end up in the void?” “Did I actually remember to hit send?” So if this is doubled up I’m sorry just ignore this 😵‍💫 hope you are having a good day!

It's settled, I'm turning this into a series. I have way to many plot ideas to not.

DAREDEVIL PT: 2

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Pt: 1 Pt: 3

Summary: Reader and the turtles make their way to where the Fist is hiding out. Hopefully, Reader'll be able to gain more information about Fist's plan...

Warnings: Badly written fight sequences: violence: Maybe some mild swearing.

Requested: Yep!

GN Reader!

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"Alright, rule number one: Avoid their stun guns. Fist doesn't play honorably, very rarely they'll show you mercy."

You were giving your new allies a rundown of Fist. They knew the Foot Clan, but even though the two were allied, they were far from similar.

The Fist were even more ruthless than the Foot. They fought like animals, the type to throw sand in your eye, or murder you where you slept. The Fist would gut a child with no remorse.

Anything for their cause.

You had already explained that to the boys, they seemed to take it very lightly, however.

Leo chuckled, "Don't worry, we'll be fine. We aren't new to this you know."

You sighed, "Well you might as well be! The Fist Clan will do anything to win a fight. If they have to kill themselves to kill you, they fucking will."

You felt the air grow tense due to your tone, you hadn't wanted to be harsh on them, you could tell they were younger than you, but the last thing you wanted was to find their family to explain that their own confidence had gotten one of them killed.

"Listen." You said, looking out at your target, "You need to understand something. I have seen the Fist Clan do such horrible things, they can't even be spoken of. You need to take my words seriously. This is not a joke. Now I don't know what you boys have done in the past, I can't say I've faced the things you have. But please, take the Fist seriously, because if you don't, you won't make it home for dinner."

The rooftop remained silence for afew moments, you could feel the boys looking at each other, as though they were processing your words.

"Ok." Leo said, "Ok, we'll follow your lead this time. Tell us what you know."

You let out a sigh of relief as you turned back around, "How good are you guys at stealth?"

"Stealth? Dude/tte, we are stealth! We live in the shadows, we are the shadows; the shadows- OW!"

"Will you shut up?" Raph growled at his younger brother, "But yeah, we're ninjas, we were trained for stealth."

You smirked, "Good. Follow my lead. Do not engage unless absolutely necessary. This is a recon mission only. Am I understood?"

"Hai."

"Yeah."

"Sure thing, (Name)!

"...whatever."

"Alright. Follow me."

You leapt over the rooftops, landing quietly on the warehouse, four soft thumps behind you. You lifted the old skylight, dropping down onto the steel beams below as the sound of talking filled your ears.

"-Bradford should have contacted us by now. Something is not right, Saki."

"When I get my hands on the fool, he will regret his incompitance."

You heard a sharp gasp behind you, and you spun to face the four brothers, holding a finger to your lips.

You then held up your hand, motioning for them to stay were they currently were. You moved silently along the beam, attempting to get closer to where the Shredder and Sato Ryū were stood watching over their men.

Ryū was the leader of the Fist Clan, and the enemy of your father and sensei. Ryū is the reason you lost your sight 5 years ago when you were 12. Thankfully your father was there to protect you from a worse fate than blindness.

"When Project Merger is finished, we won't have to worry about Hamato Yoshi, or Nakamura Haru." Shredder said.

Your eyes widened, Hamato Yoshi? Uncle's alive? How could that be? He dissappeared 15 years ago. But what is this Project Merger?

You crouched low, listening intently.

"The shipment should be arriving next week." Ryū stated.

"Good." Shredder said, "When that arrives, we can begin."

Before you could hear anything else, a loud metalic ding! sounded further along the beam. You whipped your head around to face the young ninjas that accompanied you. You glared at them, standing to rush back the way you came, dragging the boys up as you ran along the beam.

"Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!" You scowled, lifting open the skylight.

"Wait, you speak Japanese?" Donnie asked as you pushed the four up onto the roof.

"That's what you're focusing on? Fucking run you fools!"

Raph scowled, "Why run? We can take 'em."

You grabbed his shoulders, shoving him foreward, "Move your shell!"

"How do you-"

"Uh, we better listen to them bros." Mikey said, "Those guns look really dangerous."

"Fuck."

You slammed your foot into the warehouse roof, causing a slab of the worn metal to come loose and shoot up into your hand as you held it up like a shield. The force of the stun gun caused you to fly backwards towards the edge of the roof.

You felt the ground leave your feet, but before gravity could take hold, the chain of a kusarigama wrapped around your waist.

"I got you, dude/tte!"

Mikey swung you up and onto an opposing rooftop, him and his brothers joining you and the five of you booking it away from the warehouse.

Ryū's laugh followed you through the night, his voice taunting, "You can't run forever, nezumi! I'll take your tounge just as I took your eyes!"

The five of you ran for almost a full half hour, finally stopping in a hidden alleyway. You were breathing heavily, and cursing silently under your breath.

"Idiots. What did I say? Be silent. Silent. We could have died! This isn't a joke!" You scolded them, kicking a trash can.

Donnie spoke up for his brothers, "We didn't mean to alert them, accidents happen-"

"I was so close!" you shouted, "Kuso yarō! I almost figured it out."

You sighed, taking a deep breath, trying to calm your breathing, "It's fine." you muttered, "It's fine. Temper, temper take a breath. Listen. I get it. You screwed up, but we have bigger problems. Like whatever Project Merger is. I need to find someone, someone I know can help. Someone I thought was dead."

"Who?" Leo asked, "We can help you find them. It's the least we can do after jepordizing your mission."

You turned to face them, arms crossed, "I need to find my uncle, Hamato Yoshi."

Silence. All you heard was silence. They were shocked, good. That means they knew the name.

"You know of him then?" you asked, tilting your head.

"Know him? Dude/tte, he's our dad!"

Woah. Wait what? Hold on. Now you were shocked. Dad?

"Hamato Yoshi, is your dad?" you repeated slowly.

Leonardo began to pace back and forth, "Yeah. Wait, what's your last name?"

"My full name is, Nakamura (Name). My father is Nakamura Haru."

"Oh! We know him! Sensei's mention him before!" Donatello exclaimed.

Your head shot up excitedly, "Take me too him."

"Huh?" Raph said.

"Take me to see your father."

Raph scowled, "No way! How do we know they can be trusted?"

"Raph, they're the child of Sensei's best friend. I highly doubt they're untrust worthy."

You turned to face Raph, looking at him directly in the eyes, even though you could not see, "Please, Raphael." you begged, "Take me to see your father. Take me to see my uncle."

You could feel him study you for a moment, his eyes searching your face.

"Fine." he said, "Let's just go home."

You smiled widely. Following the four as they led you over to the nearest manhole cover.

"I- uh, I hope you don't mind strong smells."

"Oh, boy."

....................................

I know I said I wasn't going to be very active, and that's still very true, I just needed to take my mind off things for a moment; and writing is how I do that. So since I've been having trouble sleeping lately, I decided to busy myself by finishing some drafts.

Love ya'll, and thank you so much for the kindness.

Translations:

Baka! Damare tte ittadaro!: Fool! shut up and go!

Kuso Yarō: Son of a bitch!

nezumi: Mouse

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Demon Bride Ch56 Demon's Are Strange P2

(Warnings: Douma IS his own warning. Possibly some innuendos. Mentioning of him being poisoned. Mentioning of death.

Alternate chapter name being 'Y/n Becomes Babysitter To Douma, A Mother To Three Children, And A Big Sister All In One Day'. Also Kokushibo needs reading glasses cuz I said so.

Author's Note: I don't know when Rui was turned into a demon in the original canon so for all I know he could've been way older than Tanjiro. Just for this story I'm going to say that Rui atm is 10 years old about to turn eleven and the twins are both currently 11 almost 12. Muichiro retains his optimistic personality since the traumatic incident in cannon with the demon does not happen in this particular au/timeline and Yuichiro is alive because I say so. So the ages of all the kiddos are-

Rui: 10 yrs old

Muichiro and Yuichiro: 11 yrs old

Zohakuten: 14 yrs old)

Jade.

Older sister to Sakura and ex-possible lover of Douma. She became the head woman of the family since their mother ran away with another man seventy four years ago. Since Sakura was arrested and confined to prison nearly two months ago, their family has faced harsh ridicule and Jade and their father has tried to arrange a meeting with Douma to most likely try to talk him into releasing Sakura or at least probably lessen her punishment. But Douma refused any and all attempts at contact with them and Akaza (for his short few days of ruling in Douma's place-) had also refused after learning what happened between you and Sakura.

And Douma had blatantly said Jade was the one responsible for your murder attempt.

Or at least he believed so. Which you had to admit, made a bit of sense. Jade was Sakura's sister and that was motive enough right there. But you also were technically engaged to Douma which was the person Jade attempted to seduce in order to gain more power, and that was the reason Sakura attempted to get rid of you in the first place. However Akaza was not going to make any accusations against her just yet. You didn't know if it was because Jade was a woman or because there technically wasn't any proof of her doing it yet, but there wasn't anything really too much to worry about. Kokushibo would be returning tomorrow and he would decide what to do about both Sakura and Jade.

There was nothing you could do about it either other than to wait and see what would happen tomorrow when Kokushibo arrived. It was only a matter of-

"MOTHER!!"

Something big jumped on your stomach and in an instant you both woke up and wheezed as all the air left your lungs. Rui excitedly jumped up and down on your futon while harshly shaking your shoulder.

"Mother! Mother! Mom, Mom, Mom!! Mother! Wake up, Mother! Wake up!!" Purple eyes blinked tiredly before a head emerged from the blankets hair all a mess as Rui smiled widely down at you. "Father's coming! Get up! Get up!"

...You groaned before flopping your head back making Rui shake you again. "Ok. Ok. I'm up."

"No you're not! You're still lying down!! Stand up!"

"Uuuuhhhh. Alright!" A hand smooshed against Rui's cheek and moved him away as you sat up. "Give me a chance to get ready."

"Hurry up! We don't have all day!"

He crawled off your futon and headed towards his own room leaving you there... before groaning and tossing the blankets aside. Another day, another parenting Rui adventure. Sigh. With no other choice you dragged yourself out of bed and into the bathroom. A cold bath and half an hour later, you were straightening out your hair when Rui tugged on your sleeve.

"Why are you taking so lllooong?," he whined Arachnid sleeping in his arms. "I wanna go now. "

You sighed. "Rui, your whining isn't going to make Akaza show up any faster-"

KNOCK, KNOCK,KNOCK!!

Both of you turned to the door-

"Father!" You winced at how loud Rui was. The door was thrown open and Rui's excited face gasped at the figure on the other side throwing his arms up! "FATHER!! YOU'RE BACK!!"

You turned just in time to see Rui get lifted off the ground and into the air by blue fingered hands. "You've gotten bigger since the last time I saw you!" Akaza smiled at the laughing boy he held. "How old are you now?"

"I'm going to be eleven in two more months!'

"Well then. I'll have to take you hunting for your birthday. We'll catch a really big buck!"

"Yes! Look!" The STILL sleeping puppy was held up to him. "I GOT A PUPPY!! SHE'S GOING TO HELP ME HUNT TIGERS!!" The puppy only yawned before flopping her head over in boredom again.

Akaza chuckled. "I'm sure she'll be a great hunting dog when she gets older. But right now you and your mother have to come with me to an important meeting today, so I'm afraid your puppy is going to have to wait here."

"Ah. Ok." Rui gave a small pout as he was out back down and looked at his puppy. "Sorry Arachnid. But Father seems to be very serious about this. You stay here and guard my toys from the maid." The pup yawned. "I knew I could count on you."

You both chuckled before Akaza looked at you with a smile. "I'm sorry for coming like this so early but Kokushibo requested both yourself and Rui comes to the meeting he's holding."

At this you looked confused. "Rui? I understand if he wants to see me, but why does Rui need to go?"

Akaza shrugged. "I'm not sure myself but if it's important enough to warrant his presence then I think he should come. Besides this will be a good chance for Rui to experience what Kizuki work is! Very educational. Education is good for children!"

You chuckled at him and nodded. "Sure. I guess that'll be good for him as long as he behaves himself."

Long story short Akaza escorted both yourself and Rui down a few hallways to a part of the Dwell you've never been to or seen before but it was certainly just as cleanly, polished, and fancy looking as the rest of the Dwell. A few servants were already walking around working and bowed as you both walked past them all. You still weren't used to that along with your new royalty status but you couldn't help that now. Rui happily was walking between you two although his face was went back to that serious blank stare he always had while looking at everyone. Probably trying to mirror Akaza's serious face as he also walked briskly. He lead you this way and that before eventually stopped in a place that..Was completely empty. Literally. It was eerily quiet and silent as you three were the only ones standing there. No servants or anyone else in sight. Although for some reason you smelt the heavy scents of...food? Like smoked pork and sweet cakes and freshly baked bread being a few of them. Was someone cooking around here? You looked at Akaza for an answer. Akaza then held up a hand and knocked on the sliding door in front of him. For a moment there was silence and then someone on the other side spoke.

"Enter."

You recognized the deep voice instantly. The door was pushed open widely as you looked inside and Rui leaned over to peer from behind Akaza's legs. A rather large polished oak table sat there in the center of a beautifully decorated room. Fluffy pillows were stationed all around it and you found the source of the smells as you saw a large amount of food sat on top of the wooden surface. At the head of the table sat a demon with his back towards you, a purple and black coat drapped over his shoulders and a deadly katana set to his side. The head turned waving a waterfall of cascading mahogany hair and thee half lidded eyes looked at the three of you.

"I have been... expecting you all."

"Kokushibo," you politely greeted with a small bow. "It's certainly been awhile since I last saw you."

His eyes momentarily closed as he nodded his head back to you. "Yes. It has. It also seems to be.... that you have been up to.....things as well..from what I've heard." His eyes opened back up and stared at you. "Attacking Kizuki....and making quite a... ruckus of... yourself." You froze staring at him. "I will let it...all slide this...once as you didn't mean...to cause trouble...but further trouble won't be... tolerated."

"Uh..Good to know. Thanks I guess?"

"Come sit. We have much to discuss."

It was only then as you all were walking in did you notice that Kokushibo wasn't alone in the room. There was five other people in here with him. You stared at Mr. Hantengu and Zohakuten of all demons also looking confused your way, Douma sat propped up in some kind of chair pillow combo at the very end of the table away from you and waved at you. Oh. That's why you weren't annoyed by Douma's yelling from his room this morning, he still looked completely sick however. And then there was two figures that were both sat on Kokushibo's right side. You stopped cold. Purple eyes widened.

THERE WAS TWO HUMANS SITTING AT THE TABLE.

Two very young humans. CHILDREN. Kokushibo had CHILDREN sitting next to him. They also stared at you with bright turquoise eyes and looked like they had been stuffing their faces with the food before you all walked in. They both looked so young. They couldn't have been older than twelve tops. You three just stood there staring at one another in surprise before one of the boys scowled and turned away sharply. What were human children doing here in the Infinity Castle? You hadn't seen any other children here except for Ms. Rei.

"Now we...shall begin this meeting." You were gently tugged into sitting down the closest to Kokushibo by Akaza right across from the two boys, and you were very aware of the way Akaza was glaring down both Kokushibo and Douma with anger- "Akaza..You shall refrain from violence....in front of the children..''

Said pink demon looked angry but just scoffed again. "If we're speaking of matters that needs to be taken cared of, then who's going to be undoing everything Douma put his hands on?"

"Douma has done adequately...in running the castle...in our absence." Kokushibo paid Akaza no mind as the pink haired demon paused and Douma chuckled from the far end of the table, and picked up a few pieces of papers. All six eyes reading over the ink scribbled on them. "However...there are some concerns... with budget expenses..." his top pair of eyes looked right up to Douma and squinted. "Daily trips...to the spa? Dresses. Jewelry...Daki had unlimited access to that money."

Douma chuckled and Akaza gave a facepalm loud enough to make the children jump. "W-What can I say? I've got a weak spot f-for my favorite pupils."

"This is why I said NOT to leave him in charge," Akaza hissed with a growl straining from his mouth through clenched fangs.

Kokushibo's brow rose higher. "Amongst the expenses are...also toys, books, and other items...that you personally purchased for...a certain woman." His eyes clicked to you as you quickly turned your eyes away. "...From now on..no one but myself will have access to the Kizuki budget... unless given permission. I expect..you all to follow that. Douma..you shall fork over.. some of your own money..from your cult to make up for the full amount...Daki and yourself spent so carelessly on."

"Oh. You all are so mean to me-*COUGH COUGH*" Douma turned his head to cough his lungs out and Akaza smirked at the sight.

"On the subject of your cult...Your head priest has been informed about the.. situation and will continue to...take care of things until you are able again... However you shall remain here, until you get better...Akaza." Said demon looked at Kokushibo. "I don't like leaving my fiance...alone considering the circumstances...So for now...you will also remain in the.. Infinity Castle until our investigation is..concluded and..Douma can resume his place."

"What about our regular duties?"

"I will...split them up between the...other upper moons. Sekido and Urogi...shall assume your regular duties amongst the humans...while I dispatch Gyutaro to...keep a monitoring eye within ...the Eternal Paradise compound..."

"Ooh! What a wonderful idea! I know Gyutaro won't l-let me down!"

Kokushibo only hummed and removed the first paper to read the next. "Very well then...As for the obvious problem in the room...The investigation of the poisoning is under way...Jade has been imprisoned and held..until proven innocent."

"Don't you think you should prove she's guilty first before she's arrested?"

"She's not arrested.. she's simply being held on suspicion...Until evidence is provided then they both...shall stay there." All six eyes narrowed at Akaza. "Or would you rather risk...HER life?" Akaza froze. Looking from Kokushibo to you and giving you a long frightened look.. before deflating in defeat. "Thought as much...Now if no one else has anymore grievances about ...that particular situation...I will be addressing the reason I called the chikdren all here."

You were wondering that too. It made sense for Douma and Akaza to be here and you to an extent. But why were so many other people here? Why Rui? Why Mr. Hantengu and Zohakuten? And why these two strange young boys? Human boys at that! None of it made any sense.

"The main reason I have... called them here is because there...are important changes that will be made concerning their livelihoods."

You then watched as his left hand left the papers to reach into his hoari coat and pull out a pair of... glasses. No. Three pairs of glasses? No. One pair of glasses that when he nudged it, popped up a second and third pair to easily fit over his face as he simply kept staring at the papers. You've never seen such a contraption before.

"SRK?!"

Your head turned to one of the human boys, the one whom scowled at you before, had snorted before turning his face aside. His snort was followed by a look from his brother and his shoulders lightly shaking.

"Yuichiro. Is there... something you want to say?" Kokushibo's eyes glanced at them but the boy shook his head without looking at him. "Hmm...Then let us begin." The paper was held up for him to look at closer. "The first order of business...is to address the new noble titles three of you...have gotten."

"Who?"

"He's referring to Rui." You looked at Akaza. "As you obtained a noble title by the defeat of Sakura, that title also applies to any children or spouse you have. So that would make Rui a young Lord."

Immediately Rui looked at Akaza starry eyed. "I'm royalty now?"

"That also applies to the two in front of you, but only because of their adoption by a lord-"

"Akaza...I can surely explain myself." Akaza went silent as Kokushibo stared at him harshly. "As I was saying...There shall be two permanent... residents to the Dwell. The two before you...Are My children."

You whipped back to Kokushibo wife eyed. Children? Did he say HIS children?! But they didn't look demon at all- Oh wait. Akaza mentioned adoption right? You turned back to the boys as the older demon quickly gestured at them both before moving on.

"They'll be... staying in the Dwell until adulthood... Starting next week..They start school." Your held tilted at the boy whom still didn't look at anyone. "Grade Rank Two...Treat them as such. Zohakuten-"

"What's your name?"

Everything. Fell. Silent

Akaza sharply turned to you wife eyed as you DARED to interrupt Kokushibo. Hantengu whimpered ducking his head and covering his face. Douma tilted his head interested- Before coughing again. Kokushibo himself had gone eerily silent. Lowering the papers and slowly turning to stare as you happily smiled at the boys.

"My name's Y/n," you said gesturing to yourself with a smile. "What's your name?" You asked smiling sweetly and gesturing to the boys.

The one boy whom still looked away didn't look at you but the other one did, blinking widely before speaking. " Muichiro..T-Tokito."

"Muichiro?" You giggled making him flinched as you smiled. "What a cute name! And you both have such pretty eyes!"

"H-HUH?!" His face spotted an embarrassed pink as whom you assumed was his brother finally bothered to peek at you.

"I've never seen someone with eyes like yours. They're so pretty and they match your hair so nicely!" Both boys just...stared. Muichiro red in seeming embarrassment and his identical brother with narrowed eyes.

"U-Um...T-Thank you. I-I've never seen someone quite look like you too. You're very pretty."

"Muichiro." The boy jumped and snapped to the other that scowled at him. "You don't even know her! Stop saying useless flatteries!"

"I don't think they're useless." Both looked back to you and you rose a brow at the scowling one. "And you shouldn't be so rude to your brother like that." The other seemed taken aback when you called him out so bluntly. "Don't do that again. Now...What's your name?"

He gave you a frown and you were reminded of Rui whenever he pouted. "... Yuichiro. Not that it's any of your business-"

"Yuichiro." Said boy froze as Kokushibo addressed him. "You forget your place....I brought you here to...better yourself...Do not show disrespect to my kindness...by acting disobedient and spoiled."

Yuichiro clenched his fists on his knees and frowned hard at the table but didn't say anything more. Muichiro gave his brother a worried look before he also looked down. You looked at them before at Kokushibo.

"Don't be so hard on them. They're new here, so They'll be needing some time to adjust. Children need guidance sometimes that's more than just scolding."

Kokushibo continued to stare at you half lidded thinking of something behind those eyes, before slowly nodding. "I will take your words...into consideration going forward." Both twins looked surprised at him then at one another. "As I was saying... Zohakuten. Your results from school are severely slipping... Your rank shall be stripped later this day."

"WHAT?!", the loud voice of the teenager raged as he stared at the top moon slamming his hands down on the table. "THAT'S UNREASONABLE AND YOU KNOW THAT!!"

"You are currently yelling...at someone whom could easily...defeat you. Obviously...you are not mature enough to realize that....If you can't keep up simple grades like...other children your age and showing... constant disrespect to your superiors....Then you are unfit for the position. And .. proving you are nothing but a... disgrace to not only the entire Kizuki but your family and even... yourself." The teenager instantly looked like someone slapped him...his body going limp. "Is there anything else you...want to say and shame yourself further?".... Zohakuten silently sat down and stared at the table. "At last you learn something...Douma..You shall stay stationed in the room you are in. I ...do not want anyone... getting any ideas.. while you're sickened."

You stared at Kokushibo and then at Zohakuten whom just stared at the table hard enough to almost burst it into flames. ... Before you looked back to Kokushibo. And an idea formed in your mind.

"Kokushibo." He hummed but didn't look up from the papers. "I have a question concerning the Kizuki."

"Ask."

"Will you and Akaza and...Douma have your chance to court me soon? So far you three are the only ones that haven't done so yet."

Akaza immediately looked like he wanted to smack himself and Douma looked interested tilting his head at you. However Kokushibo nodded again without looking up still.

"Of course...Those two may do so... while they're here. I...have much work to do and ...will do it when I have time."

"Agreed! But...you promised you'd give me a proper courting gift once you got back." He paused looking up at you. Ok. You had his full attention now. "For my gift, I don't want anything physical. I want you to grant Zohakuten a second chance to prove himself." This time EVERYONE looked at you in some form of shock but you only smiled. "If he's having trouble then he needs suitable tutors. Get him some."

He continued to stare at you... before humming. "Interesting...You seem to believe my ruling is wrong."

"There's a place for discipline. But there's also a place for understanding and guidance. You can't grow a tree by just planting the seed, they need help from the rain and sun to grow a strong trunk. I doubt yourself was a natural born Kizuki without someone that helped you."

He continued to stare at you with lidded eyes before just looking back at the papers. You frowned. Did it not work-

"A few months.." You blinked. "He has until the very end of the year...to show improvement in BOTH...his attitude and schooling....And it must be both. Not just one....If he meets my expectations..by the end of the year....then he may keep his Kizuki position. Your gift....is granted."

You blinked at him.. before smiling widely and clasping your hands. "Oh thank you!!" And before Akaza could stop you, you leaned up and easily threw your arms around Kokushibo whom froze completely off guard as you hugged him tightly. AKAZA held up his hands but didn't touch you as you pressed a kiss into the multi-eyed demon's cheek. "MWAH!! YOU'RE THE BEST!!" You then let go of him and sat back and smiled.

He sat there looking at nothing in the silence as everyone else stared in shock... before he slowly reached up a hand and fixed his crooked glasses and ignored the lipstick kiss marks on his face. "Now...As I was saying...Akaza...I was informed by Rui's tutors that they want ....to have him skip a grade Rank...and settle into Rank Four next year...as he is rather intelligent for...his age...Do you and the mother wish...to do that?"

"Uh...."Golden blue eyes continued to stare at the lipstick on his cheek before slowly nodding. "Sure. That sounds great. He'll get a great bump to his education."

"Well...Sure. Only if Rui' thinks he can handle it."

"I can!" Rui threw a hand up and puffed up his chest. "I can handle anything."

Kokushibo nodded. "Then the arrangements will be made...The children and Douma will be mostly in care of the one...whom can handle them best. ...I will also make...those arrangements in the Dwell..."

You smiled proudly at yourself and patted Rui's head. Things WERE starting to look up for you all.

Douma coughed again. "I-Is there anything else W-We need to discuss while we're here, Kokushibo-dono?"

Kokushibo turned to the last page. "Ah yes...The new system in place ...for keeping out anymore...human brides from the Eastern mountain border."

....This might be a long night after all.

The meeting went on for another two and a half hours as you sat there and ate until Kokushibo FINALLY called the meeting to an end going on about some kind of system to distribute water to a certain irrigation system on the human plain. Something about farmers needing it in some drought? You weren't sure. The first thing Akaza did was pick up Rui whom laughed and held him with one arm.

"Now that I'm off work, what do you wanna do?"

"Come play with me!," Rui excited tugged on him, "I can show you my new toys!"

"Ah. So that's where the toy expenses went." You embarrassly covered your face as a strong arm wrapped around your shoulders. "Come on. It'll be nice to have you both around me once more."

"Akaza-dono!! Don't I get to come too!?"

"You're only going back where Nakime sends you!! The last thing I need is you giving Rui any ideas!'

"Boo. You wound me so- *COUGH COUGH*"

You sighed as Akaza steered you away from the room and could only wonder if Akaza remembered that Douma was literally right across from you. With the day coming to a close Akaza spent what was left of it just sitting down and allowing Rui to babble on and show him the multiple toys he'd gotten overtime before insisting on Rui go to bed and just leaving but not before praising you and in turning you giving him a massive kiss leaving him with a red lips and lovestruck smile as he left making you giggle. However there was some sort of peace now. Only now there was a few more problems loomed in the background which you wouldn't find out until the next morning-

"YYYYYYY/NNNNNNN!!!!!" Purple eyes blinked open as a shrill cry left the air. "HEEEEELP MEEEE!! I CAN'T GET ANY FOOOOD!!!"

And so on and so forth until you dragged yourself out of bed and out into the hall where you found a tray with a large amount of food just left in front of Douma's door...which you opened and found Douma sitting there 'happily' smiled at you.

"My darling! Thank goodness you answered my pleas for help! I was helplessly sitting here without anything else to eat." He pressed a hand to his forehead. "How tragic."

"Why didn't they just bring it in to you?," you asked annoyed leaning down to pick up the slightly heavy tray, "You're too weak to walk still."

"Oh. Well they're afraid to catch my illness so they made arrangements for you to care for me.~" he smirked and you blinked... before scowling.

"What?! I didn't agree to this!'' You marched in and just harshly sat the tray down in the blonde Demon's lap as he chuckled. "When did everyone decide I would be your sitter?!"

"Since Kokushibo assured them it would be alright to have you help if they or I needed it.".

Your eyes widened before they narrowed. "Of course he would. Ugh!" You facepalmed and grumbled. "I'll need to have a talk with him later."

"Well he did say we'd be able to court you while we're here." A book was shoved at you and he smiled wider. "Why don't you read to me some more while you're here? After all we're going to spend a lot of time together."

You deadpanned before grabbing the book from his hand and pointed it at him. "I'll make sure you regret this."

He chuckled- Which turned into another round of coughing and him pounding his chest. This was going to be a long day.

"Also I've noticed that out of everyone that's courting you, I-Im the only one who hasn't gotten a kiss." A glass shattering sound went off in your head. "So may I kiss you?"

"...What?!"

"May I kiss you please?"

You deadpanned again. "Oh. Of cccoooouurrsse."

"Really?!"

"No!" You firmly say down just outside of his reach and opened the book. "Now be silent and keep your voice down or I'll leave. Eat your food and be quiet."

"Feisty this morning aren't we?"

"Only when you're involved. Now where was I?" Your eyes scanned the pages until you reached where you last left off. "Oh yes. The darkness of the night hugged her close as she-"

BANG!!

You yelped and fell over in fright as the sliding door slammed open with a woman and man standing there panting and teary eyed and clinging to the door hard enough to leave claw marks in the wood.

The woman stared right at Douma... before letting her eyes go more teary and whining louder. "DDDOOOOUUUMMMAAAA!!!"

"Oh Daki. My sweet, beautiful child." He smiled at the two visitors he received and held his arms out. "Aw. Don't cry. I'm alright." Daki's response was to whine louder and instantly go to hug the older demon. Douma patting her back as she messily sniffled and ugly cried into his shoulder. "Oh Gyutaro. You're here too! I always knew you had a soft spot for dear old men.~"

"Uh...Yeah. Here." A random handful of flowers was just dropped on Douma's legs. "Get better soon...and stuff." It was then that a familiar green haired demon looked at your deadpanned face staring at the ceiling. "What the hell are you doing on the floor?"

"Admiring the ceiling." You then sat up onto your elbows to look at Gyutaro. "What are you two doing here? I thought you guys were doing stuff for Kokushibo."

Gyutaro grunted. "Was. Came as soon as someone told us someone was sick." He must've been referring to Kokushibo telling Gyutaro what to do with Douma sick. "Didn't know you'd be here too."

"Yeah. Someone has to look after the giant baby. Nice of you to drop by though."

"We're not staying for long. Too much work to do. I'll wait until my sister's done crying."

You glanced at Douma half hugging half patting Daki's crying head. "How long will that take?"

"No idea."

It was a long day after all. It was almost forever waiting for Daki to stop crying and eventually Gyutaro had to rip off his sister and throw her over his shoulder to leave as work couldn't wait, and they only stopped by briefly to make sure Douma would be alright. It was actually kinda sweet of them. However Douma would not be less annoying. Half the time he babbled your head off with useless topics and half the other time he just dead ass stared at you and no where else. It was creepy. You were finally able to leave with the excuse Rui would be home from school soon.

"YYYY/NNNN!!! I'M BBBBOOOORRRDDD!!", He whined as you stood in the doorway with a blank face. "I'm sorry I called you my little wife. I just wanted attention!"

"And how many times did you call me your wife despite us barely being engaged?"

"Twenty seven!," he happily chirped. Your answer was to just close the door in his face. "Y/N?!"

''JUST READ ONE OF THE BOOKS I GAVE YOU!!"

'YYYYY/NNNNN-"

"WHAT?!"

"You didn't say good night!~"

"UUUUUUUUUUUHHHHHHHHHH!!!" You glared at the door as he laughed before starting another coughing fit before turning around and stamping off across the hall to your room. Not even bothering to knock on it, you just threw it open. And paused as four pairs of eyes stared back at you. "...Akaza?"

Said linked haired demon stared at you from his criss crossed position on the floor and surrounding him was Rui and the two twins you had seen just the other day. In their hands were papers and books. And what looked like the remains of a dinner. All of them stared at you and Akaza raised a hand in the middle of drinking something.

"Hey. Was wondering when you would get back. How's the baby?"

"Um... Douma's fine. What are all of you doing here?"

"Watching the children as they study. I would've gone to fetch you.." A few veins popped up along his arm as he restrained himself not to outright rage in front of the young children. "But Kokushibo said that I'm not to interfere with Douma's courting of you. He wants you to chose without outside persuasion."

"Oh. Well that's kind of him." Speaking of Kokushibo, you needed to have a talk with him later. "How's the studying going?...And why are Kokushibo's children here?"

"Fine. All three children are rather clever. Kokushibo is unable to tend to them right now and is tending to things in the Master's place, so I took the liberty of looking out for them while I remain here."

You smiled at him. Aw! That was so cute of him! "That's so nice of you!" You then tilted your head at Muichiro. "And how are you two doing?"

He smiled and nodded. He looked so sweet smiling. "Your son showed us his puppy! She's very sweet!"

"Just you wait! Once Arachnid is old enough to not need anymore puppy naps, Father and I are going to train her to be a hunting dog!," Rui exclaimed with a determined face, "I plan on getting lots of big game! Aren't we father?"

Akaza chuckled as Rui looked at him. "Absolutely. But not until you're a little stronger. Next year I'm going to start training you. You'll learn how to fight and use your demon arts with perfection."

"Wow." Muichiro was practically staring starry eyed at them both. "We train too!" He happily exclaimed holding up his hands. "He's been training us on how to use swords since we were seven! He says soon we'll be able to learn a breathing technique like him or another one of his students!"

Breathing technique?...Does he mean like the one Kaigaku was able to weild? Did Kokushibo also posses the ability to use breathing techniques? You've only seen a few people able to use the special abilities some warriors use to fight against one another and others. Kaigaku was the only demon you knew that could utilize such a skill. You'd definitely have to speak to Kokushibo.

"Hmph. He spends so much time with his duties and training us, that we barely get to do anything else with our lives," Yuichiro spoke with a sour expression. "The only reason why we're even here is because he said we need an education on top of training! As is we don't have enough to worry about!"

You gave Yuichiro a curious look as he just scowled down at his books.. before an idea popped into your mind. "Hm. Well ...You all get a day off in three days from school, and I know a really cool looking toy store nearby." Both boys looked at you although Yuichiro was slower to turn his head to you. "Or a bookstore if you'd rather read, and this a few places outside the Infinity Castle like a big meadow with a pond or an entire mountain side of cherry blossoms. If you boys can keep your grades up and behave then I'll start taking you both and Rui there with me! What do you think?"

Both twins stared at you then at each other but Rui was instant in his reaction. "Yes! I want to go fishing again without that green eyed pervert bothering us!!"

"I've always wanted to visit one of those places!" Muichiro practically lit up like a bright candle.

"Hmph. ...Fine. But it's not like I asked." Yuichiro mumbled nudging a page over.

"Then it's settled. I'll take you all to see some cherry blossoms soon!"

"This is going to be great!" Muichiro looked at you brightly. "I knew I was right when you'd be a great mother!"

"*CHOKE* PFFFFTTTT?!"

"That's disgusting!!," Yuichiro yelled out as Akaza choked and spat out his drink.

Akaza proceeded to pound his fist against his chest and went into a coughing fit. You stared jaw dropped in shock. Douma loudly laughed from a room over. Yuichiro stared in disgust where Akaza spat as Muichiro stared happily. And Rui stared in awe at Muichiro before throwing his hands up.

"I FINALLY HAVE BROTHERS!!"

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The air was getting oddly warmer and he wasn't sure he liked that or not. He often didn't even feel warm just a dull numbing cold. The cold usually didn't bother him either. In fact he relished it very much. His senses were also dulled to a very uncomfortable degree. He couldn't sense figures from fair away anymore and he often felt his ears and nose was clogged like being underwater only not and being light headed. And he discovered a very good observation.

BEING SICK SUCKED!!

And even his best friend wouldn't visit him. Boo. At least his little prodigies were so kind enough to visit him. Speaking of visitors-

"My senses might be dulled, but I can still sense you.~" Rainbow irises turned to stare at six eyes and smiled widely. "Im so happy you decided to visit me, Kokushibo-dono."

"Still your tongue." A menacing figure walked from around his left and into view beside him. "Your body is.... starting to recover already."

"Oh yes! Two days ago I couldn't feel my legs, but now not only can I feel them I can also move them now..*cough cough cough*....Oh. Excuse me. My lungs still burn when I breathe."

"Hmm...Do not... attempt to walk just yet. You need to still... heal a great deal."

"Will do!" He held a hand up. "But what brings you to visit me so late at night? Akaza-dono mentioned that you were very busy."

"I'm contemplating something but need....your confirmation on a few details...to make a decision." Douma tilted his head with a curious 'oh' leaving his mouth as he stared at him as glassy eyed as a goldfish. "What did the woman do to warrant....you visiting her that first time?"

"Oh you must mean Sakura!" He happily nodded. "Well for whatever reason she had gotten it into her pretty head that it would be a good idea to challenge our darling little lotus and not only that, but attacked my sweet little Daki as well. *sigh* You should've seen the poor dear so distressed. Of course I only let Sakura off with a warning! After all girls will be girls and petty arguments happen, but then she tried to off our darling when she confronted her. Naturally as the caring person I am, I was going to let her go find her own eternal paradise... Bbbbuuutt Darling convinced me to arrest her instead and leave her to you to deal with."

"And of her...sister?"

"Oh now THAT'S a much more boring tale." Douma waved him off with a few coughs. "Didn't show much emotion. Very cold woman that one. Never would've worked between us as she insulted my sweet Daki's capabilities. That is all I needs to know to make my decision. Why do you ask me of the sisters?"

"The one whom had those....flowers delivered to the Dwell...was a human florist on the surface...A servant of their...house placed the order thinking it... wouldn't be traced to them...If not directly by them."

"Oh I see. Jade paid off a servant to deliver the poison from an outside source. Very clever."

"Could she be... capable of doing that?"

"Jade? Without a doubt. She's definitely clever enough and would definitely do that on her sister's behalf." His head tilted more. "What are you thinking about now?"

"....Treason... attempted murder of someone whom is...off limits....Attacks on the Kizuki...poisoning.... Illegal possession of wysteria and a love potion... destruction of the Infinity Castle....My choice is clear...I shall contact Lower Moon Three and inform Hairou that...they shall both be executed immediately."

Douma hummed brows rising. "Would that be for the crimes they committed? Or... because of a certain lady?~"

"....My statement stands....Get well and back to your duties."

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yes-divine-ruler · 1 year

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Boy Next Door

part 10: what’s in the box?

pairing: alex (from adult world) x fem!reader

cw: mention of sex toys

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I didn't know my parents were due to visit me the next morning because I didn't see the text they'd sent me the night before. Alex had been at work for hours when they arrived, and luckily, I was on my own sofa trying to catch up on the book I'd borrowed from the library.

My doorbell rung out, the one notifying me when someone was trying to be let into the building, and for a moment I thought it might've been Alex forgetting his apartment key. When I picked up the phone to speak, my blood ran cold hearing my father's voice down the line. It wasn't like I didn't want to see them, but I almost felt caught out and guilty for the activities I engaged in the night before. I was a grown woman, and these feelings were entirely fruitless, but being the way I had been all these years, especially after my brother's death, everything felt almost too different. For a moment I didn't think they'd recognise me because of how much I'd changed.

I buzzed them in, waiting anxiously by my opened front door with my head poking out to watch the elevator. When the elevator dinged, my heart rate picked up, and my eyes watered at the sight of my dear parents. My dad shot me a smile, my mother quickly walking down the carpeted hallway to greet me.

"Y/N! We were so worried when you didn't answer our texts we had to come see you!" Mom wrapped me into a tight hug, the scarf around her neck almost suffocating me. I hugged her back of course, tucking my head into the crook of her neck.

"Sorry mom," I said sheepishly, pulling away, "I must've been in bed at that time."

"Glad to see you're alright kid," it was dad's turn to offer me a warm hug, and then I ushered them into my apartment.

They sat on my sofa, and my mother was the first to scrutinise the mess I'd left on my dining table from Alex's and I's dinner nights ago. I did have to admit, I'd been more slack when it came it maintaining the place recently, but it was only because my spare time was almost completely filled with spending time with Alex.

"So, how's everything been with you guys?" I'd interrupted my mom's careful examination as quick as I could before she could make a comment on it. She has always been very prim and proper, a real lady who enjoys staying at home to tend to the house and serve her husband - it must be a generational thing because I was nothing like that.

"Yes good, we're going away to Hawaii next week," your father said, "I need a break from all my clients at work, they're driving me insane," he laughed.

"Oh of course," you were too old to be invited to family holidays anymore, "have you got everything packed?"

"No not yet, we may need you to take care of Weston for us," my mom was referring to our 12 year old Yorkshire terrier, that particularly never took a liking to me.

"Yeah sure," I faked a smile, as our catch-up conversation dwindled down to small talk.

Thankfully, we were interrupted by loud music blasting through the far-side wall, which I knew was the one I shared with Alex. I laughed apprehensively, as dad's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Is that your neighbour? It's not Mr Hangar is it?" Dad seemed utterly perplexed by the rock music shaking my apartment, and it sent me into a fit of laughter.

"No dad!" Suddenly my face dropped, "Mr Hangar passed away, my new neighbour's name is Alex." I were hoping my parent's first impression of Alex might've been a little less presumptuous.

"It doesn't sound like a nice person to have as a neighbour, maybe you should put in a complain about the music," my mother suggested, but I just shook my head in disagreement.

"No mom, he's really nice actually, he's an artist, he like- the music is never loud for very long," I hadn't realised how hot my face had gotten speaking of Alex until I pressed my hand to my cheek.

"Hm right," my mother nodded, before her gaze returned to raking over my apartment.

"Didn't I tell you to get that fixed months ago?" My mom pointed over at the flaking paint above my dining room table. I only rolled my eyes in response - it wasn't a life or death situation, and I frankly didn't have the money to fix it.

"We told you we'd pay for it," my mother urged, as if she read my mind.

Our conversation got cut short for a second time by a loud knock at the door.

"Who's that?" My father asked, perking up on the sofa. Who else could it be if not Alex? Oh shit.

"Um- it may be my neighbour," I smiled cautiously at my parents, before getting up from the sofa.

"Is he harassing you?" My mother was just too much sometimes.

"No mom," I pined, pacing to the door and only opening it a crack.

"Hey beautiful I got-"

My eyes widened as I realised I'd shut the door on Alex's face to stop my parents from hearing his pet names. They'd either think he really was harassing me now, or the truth, that I were trying to hide him from them.

I cursed under my breath, before opening it up again to face a very confused Alex. He furrowed his eyebrows at me, his forehead creased with small wrinkles, his lips formed into a pout.

"What was that for?" He asked, as you turned back towards your parents and flashed them a small smile, before slipping out into the hallway with Alex.

"I'm sorry, my parents are here," I explained, only just noticing the small box in Alex's hands. Had he bought me something? The thought alone made me swoon, I was a sucker for gifts. Alex must've noticed me staring at the box, because he offered it to me with outstretched arms.

"This is for you," he said with a dimpled smile, "I got it today."

I was so ecstatic, I pulled him into a tight hug. He hugged me back, immediately placing his big hands on my ass. My head moved from his shoulder, to look him in the eyes.

"Should I come in and say hello?" He joked, biting his lip in a smile.

"Well they've just heard your loud music and they were not pleased, so maybe another time," I joke back, before he leans down and captures my lips in a soft kiss.

He pulled away, licking his lips, before he loosened his grip on me.

"Okay well I'll see you later then?" He suggested, as I opened the door up to slip back inside.

"Okay," I replied simply, about to shut the door before he stopped me with his hand.

"Sorry one more thing- I forgot to mention, maybe don't open it in front of your parents," Alex said just above a whisper, my eyes widening at his explicit instructions.

"Why? What is it?" I asked back, shaking the box but not being able to tell much from the sound alone.

"Don't worry you'll see just- not in front of your parents."

Alex waved goodbye and disappeared back into his apartment, the music suddenly softer. I smiled at his consideration, tucking the box under my arm as I made my way back inside my apartment.

“Who was that?” My mother asks me, eyeing the box in my hand.

“Oh just my neighbour, we didn’t realise his music was so loud, he turned it down,” my lips curled up into a feeble smile, hoping that they wouldn’t question me about the box under my arm.

Fortunately they didn’t, and it was time for them to leave. My parents both gave me a hug goodbye, and I walked them to the elevator.

“Get that paint fixed,” mom said to me during our farewell hug, before travelling down to the ground floor in the elevator.

I let out a sigh of relief when they were gone, and almost ran back to my apartment to see what Alex had gotten me.

When I got to the box that I’d laid carefully on my kitchen counter, I tore open the packaging, my eyes widening once I opened the box.

Oh my god, I thought, that’s not what I think it is, is it?

I picked it up, turning it in my hand to see it from every angle. Bright blue, and totally discernible, I clicked it on to feel the vibrations warm and tingle my hand.

Did Alex buy me a fucking vibrator? He did work in a sex shop after all but, did he… my body got all hot just thinking about it. I placed it back into the box after switching it off, and just stared at it. Id never bothered to own one before, and I was sure I’d really know how to use it.

My phone pinged in my pocket, and taking it out, I saw a message from Alex.

Alex (next door): don’t worry if ur not sure how to use it, I can help with that ;)

I couldn’t help but let out a laugh, but it felt like I was choking on my own tongue from how skittish it made me. Trying not to think of last night’s activities as I sunk back into my couch to read, I asked Alex to come over in an hour, and bring some take out. He happily agreed, and to finally distract my mind from thinking of Alex’s toned torso and his warm hands and his velvet tongue and lips, I dove back into my book.

#evan peters #evan peters fanfic #evan peters fanfiction #evan peters requests #evan peters smut #evan peters imagine #evan peters x reader #2nd person pov #fem!reader #alex adult world x reader #alex adult world fanfiction #alex adult world smut #alex adult world #adult world

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kaleidoscopic-quiddity · 2 years

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food for thought: the true potential of will byers

alright buckle up girlies i finished stranger things 4 and i have many thoughts

let’s start with what we already know:

henry’s existence proves to us that it’s possible for someone to have telepathic/telekinetic powers even without brenner’s fucked up human experimentations

we still don’t know how or why henry has powers, or whether or not he was born with them vs them manifesting over time, but the fact remains that as far as we know, neither he nor his mom were involved in any kind of experiments/torture/drug trials/etc

we now know that the upside down is frozen in time, but not the day el opened the gate, nor the day henry killed his family, nor any other major upside down/telepathy related event, but specifically the day will got taken

barb was killed near instantly upon being taken to the upside down, yet somehow will managed to hide/survive as long as he did

all the other humans who were possessed by the mind flayer were unable to resit it (billy only could for a brief moment thanks to el’s telepathic interference), yet will managed to fight back against its influence through, for lack of a less ironic term, sheer force of will

this could just be main character plot armour, but my point is the upside down has been incredibly lethal to pretty much all of its victims, except for will byers, who keeps on managing to survive, and we still don’t entirely know how or perhaps even more pressingly, why

as other people have already pointed out, back in s1ep1 the garage light at the wheeler house seems to ‘follow’ will and at the byers house the deadbolt slid to unlocked without anyone touching it

obviously, this could just be atmospheric affects meant to hint at the demogorgon’s presence that have aged poorly as the creative team have developed and hammered down the in-universe rules for upside down and/or telepathy/telekinesis related fuckery, but we know that this show has engaged in some major long haul foreshadowing before

switching our focus to the idea of henry and will as foils, victor described henry as a ‘sensitive child’, joyce said the exact same thing about will back in season 1

this one is definitely a reach but as we know will is obviously gay coded (i mean, alan turing as his ‘historical hero’? could they be any less subtle), and we also primarily see henry in the rainbow room

similarly, we know that virginia, henry’s mother, disliked him and wanted to get doctors or exorcists/priests to fix him, or get him sent away somehow, and obviously this was down to all the spooky shit going on, but also it’s not as if gay people were particularly thought well of in the 1950s

we’ve also seen that henry, just like will, had an affinity for art, particularly colour drawings, which has been stereotyped as a ‘gay ‘ or ‘effeminate’ interest for boys to have, especially in toxically masculine 1900s america

basically im not saying henry is also gay coded but im also not not saying that

on the topic of henry, whilst he was presumably born with his powers, it doesn’t seem as if he really came into them until his family moved to hawkins when, based on his appearance in the flashbacks, he was somewhere around 11 to 14 years old, and we know that will was 12 when he was taken

there’s also an obvious parallel between will and henry when it comes to music

playing a song, particularly a song an individual has emotional attachment to, is the only known way for someone to break free of vecna’s curse

will sang ‘should i stay or should i go’ right before the demogorgon got him in fort byers back in s1, and in s2 it’s by playing that song (plus being reminded of good memories) that will is able to momentarily escape the mind flayer’s control

we also know that will’s first dnd character was a wizard named will the wise, and vecna is described multiple times as a ‘dark wizard’

its also worth thinking about how will’s arc is s3 was about letting go of his childhood and finally accepting that he had to grow up, and vecna still has a very childish mindset as a villain that he doesn’t seemed to have matured from at all, what with his dreams of world domination and all

additionally, traumatic memories and the prolonged effects of trauma were a big theme this season, and in el’s case, specifically repressed memories and false memories as a result of trauma was a major narrative beat

in particular, this season dealt with el subconsciously repressing her telepathic/telekinetic abilities, as a result of trauma

to summarise:

there are some very obvious parallels to be drawn between henry creel and will byers

we now know that people can have telepathic/telekinetic powers even without them or their mothers undergoing human experimentation

repressed memories and ‘forgetting how to use’ one’s telepathy/telekinesis are already central narrative concepts this season

will has a unique relationship/resistance to the upside down that’s been put in focus numerous times but never fully explained, although it does seem to mirror el in some ways

in conclusion:

im not saying that i think will byers might have superpowers, but i think will byers might have superpowers

#stranger things #stranger things 4 #stranger things meta #stranger things theory #stranger things headcanon #stranger things 4 spoilers #will byers #og post //#id honestly give this theory like a 70% likeliness rating?? if i get proven right in july i will be SO fuckin obnoxious about it

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marukrawler · 1 year

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The essay about Baron's age that nobody asked for <3

Introduction

Baron’s age has confused viewers for many years, probably ever since New Vestroia aired in 2009. When it comes to the English dub, Baron’s physique and prepubescent voice leave many baffled and scrambling for some kind of in-universe explanation as to why he looks like a young adult but sounds like a preteen. Because of this strange phenomenon, many people speculate that Vestals may develop at a faster rate than humans and being 12 is the Vestal equivalent to being in your late teens.

But what if I told you that the more likely explanation is that the English dub simply made Baron younger than originally intended, and wrote him to be more childish than how he was originally portrayed? I will go into further detail below the reasons why I believe that to be the case.

Age altering in BB.

My claim that Baron’s age has been altered can be supported by the ages given by the official Japanese website for the first season[1].

While the ages haven’t been dramatically changed, it still shows that the English version altered their ages. And considering how the English dub is known for making countless changes in the original script (Baron also had his last name changed from Rich to Leltoy), it stands to reason that Baron’s age was also among one of them.

Physical appearance and voice.

At first glance, Baron is thought to be around 16-18 years old based off his character design alone, and understandably so. Baron is the tallest and most muscular member of the Resistance, and his voice in the Japanese dub is deeper than his English counterpart. If Baron was intentionally being written as more immature and childish because he’s 12 in the English dub, naturally his voice would reflect that.

Designated driver.

Baron is the only person shown to drive the Resistance base (with the exception of Ace who drove it one time while Baron was absent. Ace' driving skills are alright but there was an instance were he wasn't driving properly lol) If we take Japanese laws into consideration, it would mean that Baron is at least 18 years of age for him to be able to drive[2]. Mira being 16 and driving a motorcycle would also be in accordance with Japanese legislation [2], as well as Fabia being 16 and engaged to be married (the legal age of marriage for girls in Japan used to be 16 before 2022 [3].)

Baron’s plans to move out.

In S2EP28 it’s revealed that Baron intends to move out of his parents’ house. Unfortunately, you’ll get different versions of this storyline depending on which dub you're watching. In the Japanese dub, Baron doesn’t hide from his family members the fact that he’s going to move out soon, and it’s entirely his own decision (not influenced by Ace in the slightest.) His reasons are that his household is too cramped with people but also that he wishes to be independent. According to his father, Baron had announced his plans to move out before his youngest sibling had been born which means that Baron has wanted to move out for quite some time.

Baron: 気持ちはうれしいですけど、シャーマンも進化したことだし、俺も早く一人前になりたいし -> “I appreciate their concern, but you’ve [Shaman] evolved and I want to become an adult as soon as possible.”[4]

Where 一人前 means “full-fledged-person, an adult, etc.”

Baron: 俺もそろそろ自立する年頃っすよ! -> “I’m old enough to be independent!”[4]

Where 年頃 means “appropriate age, age of maturity, adulthood, etc.”

If Baron's words are to be taken at face value, he's essentially stating that he's either around or at the age where one is considered an adult in Vestal society. Now, since we have no reason to believe that Vestals have different ages of maturity compared to humans (because it's not stated anywhere in canon) I’ll once again look to Japanese society for when it's common for young adults to move out. There is a 2020 online survey that asked Japanese men and women from the age of 15-59 when they moved out of their parents’ house, and it seems the most popular answer was 18-19 years old [5].

Which again suggests that Baron could, at the very least, be 18 years old.

Change in dialogue between the JPN/ENG dub.

I’ve mentioned before that Baron appears more childish in the English dub compared to the original. While Baron is undoubtedly intended to be comedic relief – especially when it comes to his admiration of the Battle Brawlers – I still believe he acts even sillier in the English dub than warranted, and so I want to compare some scenes to showcase how it affects the overall reading of his character.

Baron is seen as a dependable figure by Shaman in the original dub, whereas the English dub makes it seem as if he needs a caretaker[6]. Baron is shown to have made his own decision regarding moving out where in the English dub, he is heavily influenced by Ace and Percival who tell him to grow up. Baron also seems to have an interest in girls, but that observation can no longer be made in the English dub, as the context has been replaced with a barf joke[7].

Honorifics.

In the Japanese version, Baron refers to the Brawlers as his senpais (seniors) but does not use the same honorific for Mira and Ace. That is because he looks up to the original Battle Brawlers as his heroes since they're the six new Legendary Warriors and prevented the destruction of Vestroia. Regardless of their ages, the Brawlers still outrank Baron in terms of experience because of their past feats. The fact that Baron doesn't address Mira and Ace in a similar manner implies that all three of them are on the same level in terms of their brawling skills. If his usage of that honorific was to reflect the fact that he is the youngest and most inexperienced member of the group (as Baron's English wikia description says,) he would also be calling Mira and Ace his senpais or something similar, but he doesn’t.

These screenshots are from MP100 where an older coworker calls Mob his senpai because Mob has worked at their agency for longer and has more work experience. Similarly, Baron can still be considered older despite seeking guidance from those younger than him.

Manner of speech.

This senpai-kouhai dynamic is also reflected in Baron’s speech pattern known as “kōhai kuchō” or junior tone. It’s a way of speaking that is casual but still polite enough to use one with one’s senpai. It’s generally discouraged to use in formal settings but has grown popular among young men, especially in sports clubs. This may explain Baron’s physique considering his way of speaking is typically associated with athleticism in real life[8].

Final words.

Baron Rich is a character whose age has been a mystery to many viewers of the show, prompting the fandom to give their own headcanons for why he looks so much older than his age.

My hypothesis is that because the English dub team saw Baron as the "Battle Brawlers fanboy," his age and dialogue needed to fit that image better. Sadly, they seemed to not have taken into account that Baron is a young adult who had plans to move out later on in the story. This wouldn't be the first time the English dub lacked foresight when it came to their writing decisions — as they also made a blunder when it came to Shiori's death and Shun’s relationship with his grandfather — and it also would not be the last (Plitheon turning against Jesse in S3 only for them to magically became friends again.)

I believe that Baron was intentionally made younger by the English dub, and the plethora of changes to the story between the JPN and ENG dub clearly speaks in favor of this assumption. Thanks for coming to my TED talk!!

Sources

[1] (BB ages) https://web.archive.org/web/20160323210158/http://ani.tv/bakugan/

[2] (Legal ages in Japan) https://blog.japanwondertravel.com/legal-ages-in-japan-33502#toc1

[3] (Legal marrying age in Japan) https://www.moj.go.jp/EN/MINJI/minji07_00218.html

[4] Bakugan New Vestroia episode 28

[5] (2020 Online survey about moving out in Japan) https://lineresearch-platform.blog.jp/archives/36123670.html

[6] Bakugan New Vestroia episode 19

[7] Bakugan New Vestroia episode 12

[8] (Junior tone) https://www.reddit.com/r/LearnJapanese/comments/2e7i3g/when_is_it_appropriate_to_use_the_%E3%81%A3%E3%81%99_form/

https://cotoacademy.com/how-to-say-use-japanese-slang-wakamonokotoba-%E8%8B%A5%E8%80%85%E8%A8%80%E8%91%89/

https://ja.wikipedia.org/wiki/%E3%80%8C%E3%81%A3%E3%81%99%E3%80%8D%E4%BD%93

#bakugan #baron leltoy #baron rich #its been a long time coming #meta

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brainrotdotorg · 1 year

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disco elysium cards against humanity cards

with credit to @orang3lover . i saw ur post and went crazy. this is by far not a complete list and if anyone has any suggestions i would absolutely love them im making an online deck right now lol. theyre under the cut

BLACK CARDS

Dios Mío! ______!

The RCM recently incorporated _____ _ in order to boost morale

What’s your favorite Dick Mullen book? Mine is Dick Mullen and the case of _______

What’s your favorite Man from Hjelmdall book? Mine is Man from Hjelmdall and ______

______? Cuno doesn’t fucking care!

______? Now THAT shit Cuno can get into!

Neha is branching out of her dice making business and also partaking in _______

Mack and Chester’s latest fuck up this week involved three things: _____, ______, and _______.

You can’t hear anal beads, but the sound of _____ is unmistakeable.

The newest hit SPEEDFREAKS FM single apparently drew inspiration from _____ and _____.

ELECTROCHEMISTRY- You know what would make this even sexier? _______!

If your Authority level is high enough, you can get Kim Kitsuragi to engage in ______

Something beautiful is going to happen: _____

Normally when you fail a red check, it’s bad, but if it’s about _____, then you’re fucked.

[EMPATHY:FAILURE] Sylvie probably left the whirling because of ____!

INLAND EMPIRE- DETECTIVE ESPRIT DE CORPS- _____ AUTHORITY- ON THE SCENE

SAVOIR FAIRE- _____- for the money, baby.

When Trant starts talking about _____, you know you’re gonna be in for a long lecture.

Harry’s Latest thought project is about _____.

Harry’s latest thought project is about the intersection between ______ and _______.

Idiot doom spiral’s latest hustle has to do with _____, _______, and _______- and you think you should invest.

The most important part of being a communist is ______

RHETORIC - The reek of communism is unmistakable, and it's coming from... (blank)!

"RHETORIC - Alright, here we go. We're devoting all your available brain cells to coming up with a question about communism. Scratch that, to coming up with *the* question about communism, the alpha and omega of communism questions, and that question is: is ____ bourgeois?"

what finally made kim break his one cigarette a day rule? ________

A new thought has entered your cabinet- the inexplicable _____ agenda

What’s behind the curse of the doomed commercial area?

The graffito idea Cindy’s been waiting for:

____ is HARDCORE

_____ + ______ = _______

Plaisance’s latest Supra-natural worry is about ______

CUNO- _____-shit. ______-style!

KIM KITSURAGI- Detective, when you are done with _____, we need to get back to the case.

THE HANGED MAN- It was _____ that did me in, coppo

EVRART CLAIRE- Do you think I would wast your time and distract you from your case with _____? Please, I’m a busy man, Harry!

KIM KITSURAGI- Sunrise, _____.

KIM KITSURAGI- What is it they say about ties? That they’re like ______…

YOU- Don’t be scared, but I think I have supra-natural abilities. KIM KITSURAGI- Which school do you subscribe to? _____ or _____?

How did Kim get so cool?

MEASUREHEAD- _____ BETRAYS YOUR DEGENERACY

KIM KITSURAGI- Yeah, drugs. Shit. ____ . We don’t care.

WHITE CARDS

A wild cocktail of pyhrrodon, speed, and medicinal spirits

The insulindian phasmid

Disco, baby!

The homosexual underground’s lowest level

A horrific necktie encouraging you to relapse

Working out like you’ve got the devil on your back

A shitty cosplay of your ex-coworker

The jamrock Shuffle

A 12-year old that calls you slurs

Dolores Dei’s left labia

Telling the whores and liars of the world that there are 9,855 days remaining

The forbidden 8th copotype-

Masturbating in a public bookstore

A leopard print bodysuit that awakens something in you

Pigs and wheat

A crypto fascist that’s definitely not wearing anal beads right now

The inexplicable urge to yell “YEEEAAAAAGH”

Age inappropriate dancing

Rampant and frankly apocalyptic levels of alcoholism

Getting double teamed by your ancient reptilian brain and limbic system

24 voices yelling at you all at once

A Kim Kitsuragi kink

Communism!

A breakup you’re still thinking about 6 years later.

Being a Pissfaggot

That dope, man! The smack! The D!

Auto-erotic asphyxiation

A stuffed lamb that restores a morale point

A chair so uncomfortable it fucking kills you

Waltershlong

Three little piggies in a boat

Being a naampanki idiot

Collecting tare instead of solving a murder

A mural that says “I LOVE YOU CUNO”

Franconigerian hard-body

A beer in one hand a tit in the other

Contact Mike

Being so fucking normal.

Cock carousel. Cock carousel. Cock carousel.

Mr Evrart is helping me find my gun.

The Might of The Eyebrow

Fascism- no, traditionalism.

A three meter-tall semenese supremacist.

Keeping your eyes on the ball, dinky winky.

Monica’s titties

Aligning your sines

A crab-man that lives in a church.

The 2 mm hole in the world

Saying fuck the police even though you are the police.

A horse-faced woman

0.0002% of communism

Making fun of other communists

Moralist freaks

Women. Men of wö.

An inexplicable feminist agenda

Jean Vicquemare’s unending wrath

The expression

Guilliame de Million

Inframaterialism

The subsumption of everything into capitalism

The death of disco

A lawyer that could also be a model, if she wanted to

A vehement and decades-long hatred of pinball

Getting in touch with your body

Licking rum off a cafeteria table

The Ham Sandwich Race

An ice-cop-hat-fuck show

#disco elysium

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elvisabutler · 1 year

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so i originally was thinking to myself "conceal don't feel" about my feelings about this year and basically gushing about all of y'all but everyone has been doing it and look, look, i'm trying to be better about not coming off as an aloof person when i'm really the sort of person who thrives on at least little tiny hellos from people who i know like me. despite being as old as i am i'm secretly always that shy 12 year old who has her people and wants more people but sucks at talking, alright?

anyway! none of that is the point. the point is that i haven't been in fandom for about 5ish at least years? like don't get me wrong, read fic, watched shows but me writing fics and interacting? good heavens no. and i think the last time i wrote fic was 2011 ( ironically also an rpf-ish fandom, there's something to be said about that maybe ) and so when i went into elvis i wasn't expecting much. but then i watched it and like- i had been a causal fan of elvis before- my parents were both born in the 50s so they're just about that interesting age to where my mom wished she could have been elvis's girl ( her older sisters too so clearly it's genetically a thing on my mom's side haha ) and my dad thought he was cool. point being i always knew of him and he was some at least tiny part of my life and that's part of the reason i wanted to go see the film. plus i honestly wanted to se ehow plastic looking they made austin look because baby those posters did him no justice.

and then i fell head over heels. watched it 5? times in theaters maybe 6, once with my mom who fell head over heels for austin butler which was not something i had on my 2022 bingo card and yet! and realized that oh heavens the fandom was mostly on tumblr let's boot up the old account and make a side blog and write a fix it fic ( that i am trash and still haven't finished ) and then @floralcyanide made their discord and eventually let me join and the rest was history?

not going into a lot of detail but i really cannot overstate how much this fandom and how genuinely sweet it is came to me at the right time. i've been missing having a solid and consistent creative outlet since i got married but especially since i had my daughter. and then in comes the elvis movie and austin butler and elvis in general and lord help me it's been a whirlwind. filled with stuff i'd never write and just a lot of fun times.

i wanna say thank you to all my favorite people who i either read your stuff or you read mine or i drool over your gif work or something else seeing y'all in my notifs always brightens my day just a little.

@superbatson @powerofelvis @headfullofpresley @venus-haze @cryingabtab @infatuatedharleys @areacodefan @star-shard @purejasmine @burninlovebutlerr @pearlparty @troubleinapinksuit @imperialmarchingthroughthegalaxy @karamelcoveredolicity @foreverdolly @powerofelvis @fantuhsise @flwrs4aust @she-is-juniper @elvisstyles @butlerstyles @missmaywemeetagain @bisexualwvtson @carnevol @mamaspresley @sassy-ahsoka-tano @butler-on-beale-street @dreamersparacosm @lindszeppelin @pennyroyalcreep, @slowsweetlove @blainesebastian and @ anyone else who regularly likes my stuff or engages with me i see y'all and i adore y'all. if i missed y'all don't take it personally i'm so tired today it's a wonder i remembered my own name.

and to my queens of graceland @aconflagrationofmyown @ab4eva and @butlersxbirdy y'all already know my love and to my other daily my life would not complete if i didn't say hello to y'all @blurredcolour, @eliseinmemphis and @bcofl0ve i love you guys. and @succsessions don't think i'll ever forget that one time you messaged me out of the blue when i was so stressed and wrote Some Tags ( tm ).

i'm gonna make it my mission to get to know some of y'all more in 2023 because truly i love this fandom so much and if it wasn't for this creative outlet appearing out of thin air, i think i'd been in a bit of a rougher spot than i am today and really i wanna just talk and interact more. and i promise y'all i don't bite if you're scared to talk to me, i'm an actual puppy, ask anyone who talks to me for longer than two minutes.

but basically happy new year y'all hoping all of our 2023s are fantastic and i love everyone in this bar so much. does that meme date me, i feel like it does.

#ally talks #this whole post is really me gushing about this fandom while half asleep.#i promise if i forgot you i didn't mean to but i am truly exhausted.

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bi-kisses · 11 months

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“Imagine thinking that "bone density" of a twelve year old boy vs girl is going to be significantly different enough for an unfair sporting advantage,”

It… literally is. The difference between male and female bones isn’t slight and 12 year olds are actually right at the point where that difference becomes even more pronounced. Beyond having much stronger bones, natal males also have more muscle mass (which HRT can only reduce by up to 5%), larger hearts, larger lungs, and more efficient oxygen transport during exercise—All of these are pretty relevant to athletic performance.

This transwomen-in-women’s-sports hill that so many of you are willing to die on is beyond unscientific and it comes across as both deluded and incredibly selfish to anyone with a functional understanding of sexual dimorphism. Women losing the right to relatively fair competition is not acceptable collateral for making trans people feel more affirmed.

I know exactly who is sending this and dude I'm embarrassed for you because you're so obsessed with this bullshit. Like it's children playing sports. For fuck's sake can YOU choose another hill to die on? Am I the one actually digging through blogs to cry about the slightly denser hip bones of prepubescent boys and how it's unfair to let them play soccer with the girls? I post on this blog, like, every other day. Usually just to reblog something I thought was interesting. I am of the opinion that sports as a whole shouldn't be such a big fucking deal and YOU deciding to read more into that isn't my problem.

Don't tell me, a woman, how you, a man who loves to shit on trans people, how women are "losing the right to (relatively*) fair competition". You had to add that little caveat because it's already a well known fact that sports aren't actually "fair" at all, hence the banning of (mostly black) women who have more testosterone than others through no fault of their own. Christ.

But forget all that! Since I genuinely wanted to learn more on the subject, mostly out of spite for you specifically, I decided to do some digging. Here are the actual facts about muscle mass and bone density between the sexes, as well as the effects of HRT.

Here's a quote from a Canadian study on bone density, which I hope you find particularly interesting: (source)

There was no gender difference in TB BMC until age 14 or in TB BMD until age 16, when male values were significantly greater. Females had significantly greater LS BMC at ages 12 and 13, but by age 17 the male values were significantly greater.

It's not a "boys strong girls weak" situation, actually, because bodies are complicated and full of moving bits. Girls have stronger spines in their preteens (on average) whereas boys have tougher hips. This shifts and changes. At age 12, specifically, it's not AT ALL significant enough to impact playing at a preteen-capacity sporting event, especially a team-based one. You think having one kid with slightly stronger bones on one of the teams is ruining the playing field??? K

In some countries, the disparities are different between sexes, and there's a growing issue with girls entering puberty far earlier than boys (probably microplastics, who knows). To try and paint it as this black-and-white "boys play with boys, girls play with girls" as if that actually makes things significantly fairer when I, a girl who stood a good half foot taller than my male classmates at age twelve and did martial arts since I was able to walk, was considered weaker competition than the two-heart-transplants boy who was at serious risk of death if someone came to school with a cough? No one ACTUALLY gives a single flying fuck about these sports being balanced.

Alright, muscle mass time.

Here's a Danish study (source) that actually bothered to distinguish between levels and variations in physical activity. And, unsurprisingly, from ages 10-12 there aren't significant differences muscle-wise between girls and boys who engage in the same sports.

For the specifics, check table 3 and the averages it gives for each sex, especially with the standard deviation being much higher than the difference between those averages.

That was all well and good, and again, you WILL find significant differences between different cultures because bones and muscles are heavily reliant on what you eat, your genetics BESIDES sex, and the activities you're participating in. So to reiterate, why is sex the thing we're using as a mark of "fairness" given the variables that ACTUALLY make a notable difference at these younger ages?

I think I've made my stance pretty fucking clear at this point, which is "this whole idea that sex is the arbiter of balanced competition is stupid". But we're not done with the original ask, which also claims that HRT can only reduce muscle mass by up to 5%.

God, okay, so this one was fucking annoying to look into because it's not as simple as a flat muscle-mass-change-percentage. There are different muscle groups that are affected differently by hormones and whatnot, but I couldn't find any evidence that it was a maximum of 5% change?? Here's a review of the last twenty years of studies in the area of trans women undergoing HRT (source). If you're trying to find a conclusive range of possible change in muscle mass, you're going to come up short, because that's not what people are studying here.

Let me explain a few things. The average reported change in muscle mass after about a year of HRT was ~3-6%. There's no accounting for how much of an actual change that was in relation to their lifestyles, because trans women don't actually tend to be professional athletes. These are just girlies who go about their lives.

What am I getting at here? Well, let's say, sure, that average muscle mass decrease was 5% ish. That's from that individual's initial muscle mass to their current. The difference between cis men and trans women, however, could be anywhere from 6% to 20%. The data you're comparing actually matters and the variables at play matter, too. Trans women who hadn't undergone ANY HRT still tended to have ~10% less muscle mass than cis men!

There are a lot of theories surrounding what makes someone trans to begin with, and several studies have confirmed androgen insensitivity to be prevalent in trans women, so you can imagine how that would change their physical development. Just food for thought.

I kinda rambled and got pissy here but honestly I'm so sick of the nitpicking bullshit because no one pretending to give a shit about trans women in sports actually cares about the numbers or the balance or whatever have you, they just obsess over this idea that "failed men" are stealing from "poor, weak women", which I shouldn't have to explain is a stupid and sexist position.

In conclusion: professional-level sports aren't fucking fair no matter how strictly sexed they are, this whole argument is meaningless because transphobic assholes don't actually care about any of these talking points, and general exercise is good for you.

#long post #source post #anonymous #trans sports

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marshmallow-rainbow139 · 7 months

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Anne Bennett wired autocomplete interview

"Hello, I'm Anne Bennett, and this is the WIRED autocomplete interview!"

Anne excitedly says this as she sits on a chair with a white background behind her. She’s wearing a white coat, a black sweater, and blue pants. Her hair is loose, and her makeup is perfect. Her red lipstick makes her smile shine.

…

A producer hands over the card.

"Alright, let’s go!"

She brings the card closer to her face and starts reading the question as she rips off the first stripe.

"What does Anne Bennett eat?"

Anne chuckles.

"Anything I can find in my kitchen that doesn’t have a sticky note on it with someone's name on it But my favorite food is lasagna with extra cheese!"

"What is Anne Bennet's real name?"

"I have an actual long name. It's Mary-Anne Jolene Bennett. I always went by Anne, never Annie; I hate it when people call me that. Mary is more like my Catholic name. Jolene, because Dolly Parton was my mom’s favorite singer, and Jolene was like our national anthem in our household. She was always singing that song, and in turn, I'm always singing it. Sometimes my husband and I sing it together! It's spontaneous!" Anne laughs as she recalls her children looking at them funny just this morning.

"What is Anne Bennett's zodiac sign?"

"I was born on April 5th. So, I'm an Aries. People say it fits me because I'm passionate, motivated, and confident."

"What color are Anne Bennett’s eyes?"

"Hazel. It’s a mix of my parents. My mom had blue eyes, and my father had green eyes. They look green."

"What is Anne Bennett’s job?"

"I work part time as a dispatcher, and I help my husband with Wayne foundations."

…

The producer hands over another card.

"Does Anne Bennett live in Wayne Manor?"

"Yes, I do! Also, a not-so-friendly reminder to paparazzi and thieves: we have booby traps! This is your first and last warning."

"What is the most dangerous booby trap?" A producer asked.

With a serious face and a serious tone, she said, "My butler. And my corgi, Dplly Parton. She likes to bite people’s ankles. I almost tried that with Superman."

"Does Anne Bennett like the Justice League?"

Anne looks at the camera with a "horrified" look.

"People think I don’t like the Justice League, but I love them! I have met them!"

"Have you ever seen Batman?" The producer asks

"Yes!"

"Is he your favorite?"

"he’s second. Wonder Woman is my favorite!"

"Does Anne Bennett dye her hair?"

"No!" She says she's a little bit annoyed. "Why does everyone think that? This is all natural!"

Does Anne Bennett have a sister?

"I had a sister." She said it with a sad voice. "Her name was Dorothy. We called her Dotty. And she died when she was 12 years old due to leukemia, when I was 8. Unfortunately, nobody in my family was a compatible donor for bone marrow, and she couldn't keep fighting long enough to find one."

Does Anne Bennett have Martha Wayne's pearls?

"No!" Anne said it with humor in her voice. "I have pearls, but they are not Martha Wayne’s pearls. The original pearls were lost that night. The only thing that I have that belongs to my mother-in-law is my engagement ring."

...

"How many children does Anne Bennett have?"

"I have seven lovely children who are my everything. Six boys and one girl."

"How to be like Anne Bennett"

"Trauma."

"How many languages does Anne Bennett speak?"

Anne lifts her hand and raises her fingers while in deep thought.

"English, French, Romani, Arabic, and ASL. So, five languages. Some of them are my children's native languages."

...

"Can Anne Bennett cook?"

"Semi decently." She answered. "But I make banger macaroni and cheese!"

"Can Anne Bennett play an instrument?"

"I was actually in my school's band, and I played the oboe."

"Can Anne Bennett adopt me?"

Anne blinked.

"No, I'm sorry, but I've exceeded my limit with kids. If I have one more, I'm going to have a stroke."

"What do your kids do that makes you so stressed?"

"We don’t have enough time for the video to talk about it."

…

Another card.

"Where is Anne Bennett from?"

"St. Louis, Missouri."

"Where did Anne Bennett study?"

"I studied at the University of St.Louis."

…

The final card

"Is Anne Bennett a nurse?"

"I studied nursing, but I am not a licensed nurse. I am, however, the family nurse, and I am the bossy nurse type. If I think you are sick, you're staying in bed until I say you can get out. Everyone hides from me whenever they feel the sniffles because I can always tell."

"Is Anne Bennett single?"

"No. I'm happily married."

"Is Anne Bennett a meme?"

"Oh my god!" She shouts with a wild smile and laughs. "Is this about that one image of me behind Lex Luthor giving him a scornful look?"

"Why were you giving him a scornful look?" The producer asked.

"He was giving an interview about being acquitted of whatever crime he committed that week." Anne crunches her face. "I thought I was off frame. I found out I was a meme the next day when my son showed me a photo of the many memes that were created overnight. I was a little bit mortified, but I started to see the humor of it, so I chuckle every time I see another one pop up on my feed."

"Did Lex Luthor ever talk to you about the meme?"

"Frankly, dear. I don’t give a damn about what he thinks about it."

#batman #anne wayne #batfamily #bruce wayne x oc

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lyraoftheevergreens · 2 years

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Say You Love Me

Chapter 1

Sirius Black x Female Reader

Post Azkaban Sirius

Summary: Takes place during The Order of the Phoenix. Y/n, Charlie and Tonks is best friend moves into 12 Grimmauld Place to join the order. What happens when her feelings get the best of her and she falls for Sirius Black the quick witted charmer.

Warnings: NSFW minors do NOT engage 18+. Mentions of sex, food and drinking. Toxic family. Swearing

Y/f/n: your full name Y/l/n: your last name

Y/n/n: your nickname

Tag List: Open 🖤

Word Count: 2,250

Authors Note: I hope you all enjoy the first part of this Sirius Black fic.

Y/f/n came from a rich pureblood family all her life her parents and grandparents preached to her the importance of blood status and bloody purity. Her entire family attended Hogwarts. Her aunts, uncles, grandparents, and parents were all in Slytherin. She felt an immense pressure to be sorted into Slytherin. If she was put in anything other would she be disowned by her family? That question plagued her mind day and night that summer. When Voldemort rose to power in the first war her whole family became death eaters. When Voldemort fell her father was put on trial and cleared of all charges of being a death eater, he claimed that he became one to keep his family safe. When her grandparents passed away y/l/n Manor was left to her father, the heir of the manor. Growing up she lived with her Mother, Father, and her father's parents, her grandparents, in the Manor. At 11 years old she was sorted into Gryffindor, the first y/l/n to be sorted into anything other then Slytherin. Y/n was in her first year when she met Nymphadora Tonks, she had transfiguration with Hufflepuffs. She saw Tonks in the library one evening reviewing for the transfiguration test that was coming up.

“I can help you if you’d like.” Said Y/n as she stood in front of the table Tonks stood at.

“Yeah, I’d like that!” She said moving her stuff over for y/n to sit and in the process spilled her ink on the parchment. Y/n pulled out her wand and was able to lift the spilled ink off the table back into the pot.

“How did you do that?” Said an amazed Tonks.

“I don’t exactly know.” She sad sitting next to Tonks.

“What’s your name?” Asked Tonks

“Y/f/n. And yours?”

“Nymphadora Tonks, but I prefer Tonks.”

“Okay then Tonks”

It was Tonks who introduced Y/n to Charlie Weasley. Tonks had charms with Charlie. Tonks had been talking with Charlie who was on his way to potions when she had spotted y/n on her way to potions as well.

“Hey, y/n/n are you on your way to potions as well?”

“I am, why.”

“Charlie here is too. It seems you both have potions together.”

“Hello, I’m Y/n”

“Hello.” Charlie greeted y/n.

“Charlie and I have Charms together, I saw you walking over here and I figured I’d introduce the two of you, I have potions later, I dread it every time I have to go,” Tonk said trying to break the awkwardness.

“It’s not that bad, just stay quiet and work and you’ll be fine,” Y/n said.

“Y/n’s right, I do that and I’ve never been the reason points were taken from Gryffindor in Snapes’ class,” said Charlie.

“Alright, I have to get to class, see you both at lunch.” And with that Tonks left and Y/n and Charlie got to take.

“What’s your favorite animal?” Asked Charlie

“Oh, it’s the y/f/a”

“That’s cool. Mines a dragon.”

“The Norwegian Ridgeback is quite fascinating.”

“You know about dragons?”

“Just a little.”

After that Charlie, Y/n, and Tonks were always seen together. The summer before second-year Y/n, Charlie and Tonks would write to each other the whole summer. The Weasleys’ owl Errol was a great grey owl. Tonks would use Errol and y/n’s owl Margot to write back. Sometimes she would use her family’s owl but she tried not to.

By Graduation the three of them were inseparable. Y/n having been disowned from her family stayed with Tonks at her parents' house for two years until something happened.

Y/n burst into the room crying, clothes soaking wet one November crying that she had to leave. She mumbled over and over again to herself.

“I’m so stupid. I’m so stupid. How could I believe him? I’m so stupid.”

“What happened, it's 2 am? What are you doing?”

“I have to go. I can’t stay.” She said shoving her clothes in her trunk.

“Where are you going to go? You have nowhere to go.” Tonks shouted.

“I’ll go to Charlie’s I don’t care I have to leave.” With that, she grabbed her things, and Margot disapparated. In a matter of three days, she made it from England to France, to Germany, to Poland, and finally to Romania. Tonks and Charlie never knew what happened that day to cause Y/n to freak out like that.

Y/n lived with Charlie in his flat in Romania on a pull-out sofa bed. Charlie was able to help Y/n get a job with him cleaning up after the dragons, not as exciting as what Charlie does but it pays. She got a few tattoos while she was living out there in Romania.

Goblet of Fire

“Wake up!” Charlie shouted at Y/n,” We're going back home for the quidditch cup. Dad got enough tickets for you as well so you have to go too! No buts! And NO is not an answer!”

“Can I at least have a coffee first!”

“Fine.” After she got packed Charlie sprung some more news on her as well.

“Oh yeah, and work is keeping us out there for the Tri-Wizard Tournament at Hogwarts as well. Don’t say anything because the kids aren’t supposed to know.”

“You have to be fucking kidding me. I am not stepping foot in that school no matter what.”

An hour later Y/n found herself with her trunk and Margot inside the burrow having traveled via Floo Network. Ron and Ginny engulfed her in a large hug before she could properly stand.

“Hey! I’m your brother!” Charlie Shouted at them.

“What’s the matter big brother, upset that Y/n has always been cooler than you,” George said patting his shoulder.

“Please tell me the two of you finally got together.” Said Fred.

“Fred Weasley! How dare you, they just arrived home and you bombard them with such an inappropriate question.” Shouted Mrs. Weasley hugging her second-oldest son.

“To answer the question, No.” Said Charlie which caused his mother to let go of him and hit his arm.

“And why not! Y/n is a very respectable young woman- are those tattoos on the two of you!” She shouted.

“Nice tattoos Y/n/n I’m sure all the guys in Romania want you.” Said Bill coming out from the kitchen to greet Charlie and Y/n.

“Bill.” She said walking up and him giving her a large hug and picking her up off the ground.

Fred turned to George and said,” I bet you 10 galleons that by the end of their trip Y/n/n and Bill hook up.”

“You're on.” Said, George.

After everyone said their hellos and caught up, Mr.Weasley left with Ron, Fred, and George to retrieve Harry and Hermoine. Y/n and Charlie had Tea with Mrs.Weasley and talked to her about their life in Romania and got to hear how Bill's job at Gringotts is as a curse breaker. When everyone arrived back at the burrow it was off to bed. Charlie, Bill, and Y/n didn’t have to be up so early to arrive at the Tournament given that they can apparate. It was after the Tournament that next day that things started to change when the dark mark was in the sky.

Order Of The Phoenix

After the events at the tri wizard tournament, Y/n came back to help gather supporters of Dumbledore to join the order while Charlie did so in Romania.

“We will all be staying at 12 Grimmauld Place. Including you Y/n. So everyone packs.” Mrs.Weasley had announced one morning. Y/n decided to travel via Floo network with the rest of the Weasleys when she arrived there she was instantly greeted by a tall slender man with scars on his face who introduced himself as Remus Lupin and a slightly shorter man with curly dark hair with streaks of grey in it called Sirius Black.

“Hello Gorgeous, and you are?” He spoke shaking Y/n hand.

“Hello, Y/f/n.”

“Ah, I’ve heard about your family.”

“Then you would be pleased to know I don’t agree with them and haven’t had contact with them for nearly 6 years now.”

“Very well then. I don’t like my family very much either. I’ll show you to your rooms.” He said then turned back to y/n and said,” and I’ll show you to my room as well.” And finished with a wink before strutting off up the stairs.

“Your family. Pureblood fascist, as well I take it.”

“Gorgeous and Brilliant. I like her.”

“Now Sirius don’t harass the guest.” Spoke Remus.

“What this old dog still has it in him.”

“But can he keep up.” y/n retorted.

“Oh moons, why didn’t you tell me about her.” She heard Sirius ask Remus and he replied,” I’ve never met her. She wasn’t one of my students.”

After everyone was settled in their rooms y/n decided to go to sleep dreading what was to come tomorrow.

Y/n had not talked to Tonks for nearly 4 years after having lived with her for 2 years after Graduation. Y/n vanished with no explanation. At the first Order meeting, y/n was introduced to everyone and was re-acquainted with some familiar faces as well. Such as Dumbledore, Snape, and Tonks. After the meeting, Y/n attempted to talk to Tonks.

“I don’t want to hear it Y/n. No reason will ever be good enough for doing what you did to me.” She shouted about to leave when y/n shouted,” I had sex with Professor Snape!” And all eyes were on her, six of the Weasleys, Hermione, Remus, Sirius, and Tonks.

“You did what!” She shouted at her.

“That’s why I left. I was in a bit of a relationship with him for a year and it blew up in my face and I left.”

“Why didn’t you tell me while it was happening?”

“Can we talk about this somewhere more private please?” Y/n asked while the whole room was still staring at her. Tonks took a while to consider it but eventually, she came to a decision. “Fine, let's go to your room.” Y/n lead her to her room and shut the door and muttered muffiato so nobody could hear what they were saying.

“How did you know that?” Questioned Tonks.

“I learned it from Snape.”

“Oh. So what happened.”

“It started after graduation. You were training to be an Auror and Charlie had left for Romania and I was still figuring my shit out. I went down to the leaky cauldron one night for a drink when I saw Snape already on his third glass of fire whisky. I had my usual brandy and sat next to him. Finally, he asked what brought me in here I said I was sad and he asked about what and I said life and he tapped my glass with his and drank. After he finished his sixth drink and I finished my fourth he asked me back to his place where we hooked up. It was like a friends with benefits thing the whole summer until it wasn’t. Now don’t tell anyone I told you this but it was Snape that got me that job as his assistant that year I worked at Hogwarts. During the school year, it was nice. We would go on little dates and have sex without all the awkwardness. So after the school year was over he still wanted to continue our so-called relationship at his house. Well we were drinking and fucking and I got ahead of myself and told him I loved him.”

“You fell in love with Professor Snape?”

“Yes. No. I don't know. Maybe. I got drunk and with all the fucking I got overwhelmed and I blurted that I loved him and ugh! I said it when I didn’t mean it and I’ve regretted it since. He yelled at me worse than any student. He told me how stupid and naive I was to let my emotions get the best of me, that I ruined a good thing and all I ever would be good enough for him and I was just a good fuck and that’s it. And that how could he ever love me because I was just someone to fulfill his needs. My body went into fight or flight and I left, now I’m a dragon shit shoveler back in Romania.”

“Bloody Hell Y/n.”

“I know. And I’m so sorry Tonks. I never meant to hurt you.”

“It's okay, I can get over it. I'm sorry he did that to you.”

“Thank you!” Y/n shouted jumping on Tonks engulfing her in a full-body hug.

“I like your tattoos by the way. Pretty neat.”

“Thank you!”

“Let’s go back downstairs?”

“Yeah, I can’t avoid everyone forever.” They made their way downstairs and Mrs.Weasley was the only person who tried to act like y/n hadn’t blurted what she did by offering Tonks to stay for dinner and Y/n a plate. When Sirius was the first to speak about it.

“If you slept with Snivellus willingly then I certainly have a chance.” He said when Remus slapped Sirius's arm.

“Ow moons! I’m only joking.” He said with a wink.

“Maybe I’ll visit you in your room tonight.”

“Don’t tempt this old dog gorgeous.”

“I'm pretty sure that old dog has a few tricks up his sleeve. Or in his pants.” Y/n retorted with a wink and Sirius pretend to faint.

“THAT IS ENOUGH FROM THE TWO OF YOU!” Shouted Mrs.Weasley.

George then turned to Fred,” Bet is off on Bill, I bet you 20 galleons Y/n and Sirius are gonna get together before the school year.”

“Get off it Georgie, We both just heard them say they were gonna meet up tonight.” Said Fred.

“Boys! Stop it!” Shouted a now red Mrs.Weasley.

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