#and thanks for the support on the idea !! i'm definitely gonna work on both these concepts cause i'm actually really excited about them
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Written for the @steddieholidaydrabbles December challenge.
Beautiful Boys
Prompt Day 23: Wayne Adopts Steve | Word Count: 1000 | Rating: T | CW: Lingering Injuries/Trauma | Tags: Post S4, Eddie Munson Lives, Good Uncle Wayne Munson, Wayne & Steve, Wayne POV
Wayne is in Hawkins Hardware, looking at the fence pickets. He definitely didn't expect them to have this many choices. He figured he'd come in and buy what he needed, from the only option available. In and out. Wallet a little lighter, but no choices to be made.
But, no. There are options. Decisions. And he isn't sure which style Eddie would prefer. He just wants Eddie to have a place he feels safe outdoors, again.
Wayne reaches out to touch the samples, again, when he hears clattering and an "oh my god, I'm so sorry" that sounds an awful lot like Steve Harrington.
Wayne pokes his head around the corner of the aisle, and Steve is gathering up a bunch of swag hooks off the floor, swiping them back into his handbasket.
"What're you doin' with those, kid?" Wayne asks, crouching down to help him.
"Eddie's plants," Steve says, standing back up, pushing his hair back and up, out of his eyes. These boys and their hair they can't keep contained. Wayne smiles. He remembers how his (now long-gone) hair was in the sixties. Different styles, sure, but just as impractical, at times.
"Eddie's plants," Wayne repeats with a smile, then asks, "You're gonna hang them from the ceiling?"
Steve nods, and Wayne grins, "That's a good idea, kid. He'll love that."
Eddie has gathered up a lot of houseplants recently, tending to them, taking care of them, babying them. The first ones were sent to the hospital by his friends, and Eddie latched onto them. And now, Steve drags a new one home every week or two as a gift. Eddie is still recovering, might always be recovering, but his plants make him smile and give him something to do.
Wayne doesn't quite understand it, not with the black thumb he has, but it's like everything else about Eddie. Wayne doesn't have to understand it, to support him. If Eddie wants plants, they can have a whole houseful of them.
Eddie survived something he still hasn't fully explained to Wayne, might never, so if he wants to fill the house with greenery, so be it.
If he wants to fill the house with Steve Harrington, too, that's also just fine by Wayne.
Steve smiles shyly, "If you don't care that I put holes in the ceiling, that is."
Wayne doesn't care. "I'll help. I've got a stud finder, so we won't have them falling and cracking us on the noggin."
Steve laughs, and nods, "Thanks. What are you doing here?"
Wayne waves him over, getting Steve to follow him.
"Trying to pick fencing for the backyard. If Eddie's gonna keep dragging home strays, we'll need a place to put them," Wayne says, and Steve blushes, just a little.
"I could make a tent work," Steve teases, and Wayne squeezes his shoulder. Steve is always, and will always, be welcome in the house.
"Good to know, but I was thinking more along the lines of dogs, cats, raccoons. You know how he is," Wayne drawls, and Steve smiles. It's wishful thinking, because they both know the real reason for the fence. Eddie doesn't want to leave the house these days.
"I just assumed I'd get dog-ears," Wayne says, pointing at the slightly-rounded piece of wood on display. "But there are choices."
Steve studies them all, finally saying "I think Eddie would like the pointed ones the most. Looks dangerous," Steve says.
Wayne nods. He was thinking the same thing.
"They're narrower, be more work to set," Wayne mutters.
Steve turns to look at him, "I'll help you, you know that."
Wayne nods. He knows Steve will. He's a good kid, who spends most of his time hanging out in their new little house, doting on Eddie in one way or another. Wayne isn't blind. He knows what this is, what these boys feel for each other, even if Eddie hasn't told him yet.
He will. Wayne just has to be patient.
"Sounds good, kid," Wayne says, and Steve grins, big and bright. Like he wasn't sure his help would be accepted.
"I don't know much about building a fence, but I can learn. I can follow instructions," Steve assures, and Wayne pats him on the back.
"Let's double-check my math here," Wayne says, pulling a small notepad out of his pocket, rerunning his figures.
Once he's got a good number, Wayne directs them towards the stain options. Steve picks one with a red tint, and Wayne nods. Looks good to him.
When they get to the counter, he takes Steve's basket and adds it to his.
"You don't have to do that," Steve says.
Wayne knows he doesn't, but it's for Eddie and it's just a few dollars worth of hooks and bolts. He's definitely gonna get his money back in fence-building help.
"I know, I want to," Wayne says, opening his wallet.
Outside, Steve helps the guys from the lumber department load up the trailer full of the pickets.
"See you at home?" Wayne questions, and Steve nods and smiles.
"Yeah, at home," he answers, walking towards his car, with his small sack of hardware.
And they spend days hanging the over-abundance of plants in front of every window in the house, so many that it seems like they're living in a greenhouse, and then they work on the fence. Putting it up, picket by picket, together.
Sometimes, Eddie comes and sits on the patio and watches, but it still takes a lot out of him, even now, months later. Wayne's worried he might never fully recover.
But, Steve works hard to entertain Eddie. Steve's funny, and he treats Eddie real good. That's all that will ever matter to Wayne. Eddie's his boy, and by extension, Steve's his boy now, too.
Eddie and Steve fight over the radio, a welcome sound, and Steve's won.
So, John Lennon's singing about a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful, beautiful boy.
Wayne knows that feeling well.
He's got two of those beautiful boys, now.
close your eyes,
have no fear,
the monster's gone,
he's on the run
and your daddy's here,
beautiful, beautiful, beautiful,
beautiful boy
John Lennon, Beautiful Boy
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Hi friend! 👋 I’d like to submit a request, if I may. It’s not an original prompt, I don’t know where I first saw it, but I haven’t seen an actual fic with this premise yet.
Will comes out to Nancy who goes “I know nothing about this BUT I know someone who does” and brings him to Eddie, who brings both of them (bc let’s be honest Nancy isn’t letting Will out of her sight alone with Eddie) to a gay bar in Indy. Lo and behold who do they see but Steve and Robin. And it’s obvious to those who know what to look for (Eddie) that they’re both looking to get lucky. Steddie endgame (obvs lol) but maybe some Byler as well if you want/can swing it..?
I love everything I’ve read from you so far and I’m sure I’ll love everything you come up with! ❤️ thank you!!!
My star ✨✨✨ This is a future fic, but not future enough for Will to be 21 (I'm gonna put him at 19, almost 20 here so still like a tiny baby but also an adult). The first part of this is definitely Will focused, but there is more focus on Steddie at the bar itself. - Mickala ❤️
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“Nancy? Um, can I talk to you?”
Will had been working himself up to this for weeks, months really. He came out to Jonathan and his mom officially last weekend, though they both already knew.
He wasn’t exactly good at hiding it, and around them, he didn’t really try.
But Nancy Wheeler was smart, and she was quick to come to conclusions, and probably already had figured it out.
Plus, she was decent at giving advice, and could possibly give him some insight into how Mike felt if he felt anything at all.
That was why he was here, coming out to her, being brave.
“Of course,” Nancy replied, smiling comfortingly.
She knew. He knew she knew. But he had to say it out loud, he had to get it out there to other people.
“I just have to tell you something that’s like, a big deal, and hopefully it doesn’t bother you, but also I don’t want it to be a big deal. It doesn’t have to be, actually. I just-”
“Will,” Nancy placed her hand on his shoulder, looked up at him with a knowing smirk. “Just say it.”
“I’m gay.”
There. He said it. It’s done.
Nancy nodded once, like she was confirming that she heard him, but she already knew, which was what he expected.
“Anything else?”
“Um. I’m in love with Mike?”
“Yeah, that’s pretty obvious. Anything else?”
“What do you mean it’s pretty obvious? I thought I hid it okay!”
Nancy laughed. She actually laughed.
“The only person who doesn’t notice that you’re in love with Mike, is Mike, and that’s had a few close calls. And before you ask, I have no idea how he feels. I know he’s in denial about his sexuality, so once he clears that up, who knows. But for now, let’s focus on you. What do you need from me?”
Nancy had a “let’s get down to business” attitude that Will respected, that everyone respected, but she sometimes forgot that not everything was business.
“Well, I guess just…support?”
Nancy raised her brows.
“That’s it? You already had that.”
“I guess maybe…advice?”
“I mean, I really don’t have any for Mike. He’s an enigma even to me,” she started.
“No. I mean, it would be helpful to have it, yes, but just. In general?” Will interrupted, a blush covering his cheeks.
“Oh! About…” she trailed off as she realized what he was asking.
“Okay, well I don’t know anything about that or really anything, but I know who does!” Nancy clapped her hands together.
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“Eddie?” Will asked as they stood on his porch, waiting for him to answer the door.
“Uh-huh.”
“Eddie’s gay?”
“Well, he’s bisexual, but he would be the one who knows the most,” she answered.
“Prettier Wheeler! What a surprise!” Eddie exclaimed when he opened the door. “And my favorite Byers! Were we supposed to be doing something tonight? Fuck, did I forget something? Wayne is convinced the bats ate the part of my brain that holds memory, even though they didn’t even bite my head.”
Eddie was a rambler, sort of like Robin, but he usually at least made some sense.
“No, no you didn’t forget anything. Will just needs some guidance on something,” Nancy said as she pushed her way into the trailer. “Is Wayne home?”
“Uh. Nope. Come on in, I guess,” he said, nodding at Will.
Once they were all settled on the couch and chair, Nancy gestured for Will to tell Eddie.
Will wasn’t prepared for it, but he knew he could trust him, especially if what Nancy said was true.
“I’m gay.”
It was getting easier to say out loud, just like it had been easier to say to himself when he first realized it and started letting himself think it every day.
“Amazing! Was that a secret?” Eddie asked, somewhat confused.
“Apparently not as much of one as I thought. But yeah, just my mom, Jonathan, Nancy, and you know. Officially, anyway.”
“So you have a boyfriend? Is that why you’re coming out?”
“No. I haven’t-”
“Oh, so Mike hasn’t gotten it together yet?” Eddie asked, playing with his rings distractedly.
“Nope. But it’s gonna take a big moment for that to happen. Will just needs some guidance on other stuff,” Nancy said.
“Oh! Like sex?”
Will was as red as he could possibly be.
“No! Not sex. Just, like, being gay I guess.”
Eddie looked between Will and Nancy a few times.
“Right. So let’s go,” he said as he stood up, making his way to his bedroom at the end of the hall.
Will and Nancy looked at each other, then back to where Eddie disappeared.
Before they could say anything, Eddie was back in the room, his new denim battle vest pulled on, and his boots laced up.
“Let’s go. Got places to be, queers to see!” Eddie yelled as he started moving out the front door.
“What the hell,” Nancy shrugged, getting up and following him out the door.
“What is happening,” Will said to himself as he followed them both.
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What was happening was that Eddie was taking him to a queer bar on the outskirts of downtown Indianapolis.
He’d heard of the place during his very little research of the local scene. He’d heard it was shut down twice in the 70s because of police raids, but now it was mostly just a quiet, safe place for queer people to be themselves.
The bar was laid back, only two bartenders even on the busiest nights, usually just pouring draft beers and the occasional martini. A jukebox in the corner never stopped playing, even when they only had a handful of customers.
A sign at the door said “THIRSTY THURSDAY: QUENCH YOUR THIRST AT THE BAR AND ON THE DANCE FLOOR!”
Will felt a little out of his element as he took in the amount of people crowding the bar, the tables, the small dancing area that really couldn’t even be considered a dancefloor.
Eddie seemed right at home, and he explained it was because he came pretty regularly, usually just to try to convince the owner to let his band play sometime, but he’d managed a few bathroom hookups along the way.
Will couldn’t hide his blush at that thought, knowing that he was in a place where that would not only be possible, but that it would be encouraged, maybe even expected had his mind fantasizing.
He welcomed it; Anything to get rid of the thoughts of Mike, who would probably never get his head out of his ass even if Will came out to him.
“Alright, one drink rule for the kiddo!” Eddie said as he walked to the bar with a hop to his step.
He was always exuberant, but he just seemed light here.
Will kept looking around, taking it all in.
Nancy suddenly grabbed his arm, and when he looked over, her eyes were huge.
He followed her line of sight, only getting distracted for a moment by a very attractive man who looked to be about his age.
His eyes settled on Steve and Robin.
In a queer bar.
In Indy.
“Is that-”
“It is.”
“But-”
“Uh-huh.”
Eddie came up behind them, drinks in hand.
“Alright, drink up! Take the edge off and then you can have some wonderful experiences- what are you two looking at?” Eddie looked over and his eyes widened. “Not possible.”
“It’s them.”
“But, they aren’t. Are they?”
Eddie squinted, looking at the way they were standing, what they were wearing, the way Steve was open to the room, not turned towards Robin.
“Oh my God,” he said.
“What?” Nancy’s head whipped towards him.
“How did I miss it? I spend so much time- but, no. He- and she- no.”
“Eddie, you aren’t making any sense! What?” Nancy whisper-yelled, as if anyone could hear them over the sound of everyone else talking and the music playing.
“They’re both queer! They’re here lookin’ for someone!”
“That’s impossible. Steve is the straightest person I know. I think even Mike knows he’s more likely to-” Nancy was cut off by Will hitting her arm. “What?”
“Robin just looked over here.”
“Shit.”
“Shit.”
They all looked at each other, panic in their eyes, as they realized it was only a matter of moments before they were completely caught here.
But, really, what was there to worry about? They were here, without knowing anyone they knew would be here, clearly looking for someone.
Will turned back to them, watching as Steve and Robin both looked at them with wide eyes.
“Might as well go talk to them,” he said before walking towards them, not waiting for Nancy or Eddie to agree.
“O…kay,” Eddie sighed before following.
Nancy followed silently, and Eddie didn’t really have time to figure out what her face was doing because Steve and Robin ended up meeting them halfway.
“Hi guys!” Robin waved, awkward as always, maybe more so because of where they were. “Kinda weird seeing you here, right? Like in Indy? Or in a bar? Since Will is underage! And also this is a pretty specific establishment, so-”
“What Robin means is,” Steve starts, lines in his forehead making him look more serious than he needs to be. “Why are you in a queer bar in Indianapolis?”
Robin smacked Steve’s arm, but he didn’t even flinch, crossing his arms in front of his chest.
Like he was ready to protect Robin.
And himself.
“Well, this happens to be one of my favorite bars, and Will needed to be in this type of environment for the first time, ya know?” Eddie said in a way that would definitely give away more if Robin and Steve were actually here because they were queer.
“So you’re…” Steve relaxed slightly.
“I am. Are you?”
“Um. Yeah. Yep. I am.”
“Me too,” Robin added.
“Yeah, so am I,” Will said.
All of them looked to Nancy, who suddenly seemed to catch up to the conversation.
“Oh! Um, not me! I don’t think. I’m just here for support!” She had never looked or sounded as nervous as she was in this moment.
“So how’s the crowd today?” Eddie asked.
To be honest, Eddie hadn’t bothered trying to find a hookup here for months.
The reason?
The man standing in front of him: Steve Harrington.
He’d tried, really he had.
But every time he thought he would get beyond basic flirting with someone, he thought about the way Steve sometimes touched his arm or his shoulder for longer than he needed to when he passed by him, and the way Steve would rest his head on his shoulder during movie nights, or the way he sometimes looked at him like he wanted to devour him.
Like he was right now.
Eddie would be nervous about it, but he doesn’t think Steve actually means anything by it.
He just has a very intense stare sometimes.
“Eddie!”
“Sorry! What?” He turned to see Robin and Will giving him knowing looks. “What?”
“I’m gonna take Nancy and Will over to a table that just opened up. You coming?” Robin asked.
“Sure, in a minute. Gonna run to the bathroom first,” he said, ignoring the way Steve was still watching him.
He walked away before anyone else could say anything.
He just needed a minute or two to collect himself.
The realization that Robin and Steve were here for the same reasons he was was probably going to need more than a minute or two, but he could deal with it later.
The bathroom of this place wasn’t the best, probably hadn’t been properly cleaned since the place opened, but it also wasn’t the worst place to have a minor breakdown.
He didn’t cry, but it was damn close.
It was overwhelming to know that there were others in their little group like him, but it was also just a lot to take in that those other people included Steve.
He heard the bathroom door open behind him, but he didn’t look up, just assumed it was someone else from the bar.
He stood at the sink, looking down, gathering himself to go back out and pretend this was entirely normal when a hand gripped his waist.
His head shot up and he looked in the mirror to see Steve’s reflection looking back at him, a hesitant smile on his face.
“Hey.”
“Hi.”
They stared at each other in the mirror, silent except for their breathing and the muffled sound of the music from outside the bathroom.
“I didn’t know you were…”
“Me either,” Eddie said quickly.
“You didn’t know you were queer?”
“No! No. Wait. I did know that. I knew it a long time ago. I mean I didn’t know you were,” Eddie clarified, unable to properly focus on anything except the way Steve’s hand felt on his side.
His thumb was rubbing circles against his shirt, the fabric bunching up little by little.
“It’s a new-ish discovery.”
“How new?”
Steve looked down at where his hand was resting on Eddie, then back up, his face red.
“March.”
“Oh?”
Eddie caught up quickly, realized what was happening, and definitely didn’t want it to stop even though he wasn’t sure how far he wanted it to go in the bar bathroom.
“Yeah. This annoying guy who was trying to steal Dustin from me decided to get involved in all our fucked up shit and Robin informed me that the way I was acting and talking about him wasn’t very heterosexual. Her words, not mine.” Steve smirked. “So, I kinda just admitted to myself I was into him and now I’m here.”
“Oh. Is the guy at this bar right now?”
“Yeah. He is.”
Eddie turned around and pushed Steve against the bathroom door as gently as he could.
“You’ve been driving me mad for years, Stevie. You know that?”
“Years?” Steve gulped, but kept smiling.
“Years. And now you’ve given me all that I need to do something about it.”
“Have I?”
Eddie answered him with a kiss.
It wasn’t spectacular, wasn’t even that good as far as kisses go.
Steve seemed caught off guard, like he hadn’t actually expected Eddie to take what was right in front of him, take control.
But then he caught up.
His hands gripped Eddie’s hips tight, the rest of his body relaxing against the wall as Eddie crowded against him further, their fronts touching from head to feet.
Their second kiss came right after a pause for breath, and that one was spectacular.
It was longer, wetter, hotter.
Eddie didn’t want it to end.
But someone banged on the door and they couldn’t be those people.
As they moved away to let the person in, Steve leaned his head against Eddie’s shoulder, like he did on movie night.
“So you’re into me too?” He asked.
Eddie could hear the smirk in his tone, didn’t even need to look down or at their reflection in the mirror to know he was being a little shit.
“No, I just kiss all the boys who come up behind me in bathrooms.”
Steve leaned his head back and nipped at Eddie’s neck, sending a shiver down his spine.
“Behave, big boy. Gotta go pretend we weren’t five seconds from fucking around in a public bathroom,” Eddie said as he guided Steve out of the bathroom.
When they got back into the main room, Steve tensed, started to pull away.
Eddie let him, tried not to let it bother him.
But then he was back, head back on his shoulder, arm around his waist.
“Sorry. Just. Not used to this being something I can do,” he said so only Eddie could hear.
“‘S okay. We’re safe here, though.”
No one commented on it when they got back to the table, though they both could tell everyone wanted to.
Will seemed ready to explode with excitement when someone came and asked him to dance and everyone at the table encouraged him to go.
He wasn’t much of a dancer, but he’d learn.
Nancy and Robin eventually went back to the bar to grab more drinks, and Eddie couldn’t help but watch the way Nancy was looking at one of the women who was standing alone by the jukebox.
“Hey, is it possible that Nancy’s…”
“Oh, yeah. Robin and I have had at least four conversations about how much the Wheelers desperately need to admit to themselves that sexuality is fluid.”
Eddie pulled away to look down at Steve, baffled at how educated he was on everything and kind of hating himself for being surprised.
“You’re somethin’ else, sweetheart.”
Steve kissed his cheek in response.
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Nancy came out to them a month later, at the same bar, while staring at the same woman who was standing by the jukebox the month before.
She didn’t really use a label, but didn’t feel like she had to.
Mike took a bit longer, but eventually, Will lost his patience and kissed him.
He came out about ten seconds later.
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DAY TWENTY-THREE: Somnophilia w/ Dean Winchester
a/n: It was as though my writer fingers knew exactly what to do with this prompt. I was gonna post yesterday but then I fell asleep but oh well! I am working on requests as we speak, slowly but surely! Thank you so much for your support and patience with me and my blog!
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That sweet pressure was familiar, that extra blanket of comfort mixed with pleasure was like an extra feeling of home, and that's what Dean was doing, finding home inside of you.
It had been a long week, constantly on the move, constantly fighting, either with each other or other creatures, and all in all, it had been stressful. You knew how Dean was with stress, so by allowing him to take it out on you while you were sleeping was like a release for you, and a release from him. As you slowly woke up, you could hear him grunting from behind you, his face hiding in your hair, his puffs of air hitting your warm scalp.
You let out an airy moan of surprise, your hand shooting out to grab at his wrist.
“Dean!” You moaned, your voice still thick with sleep as he thrusted in and out of you. “G’morning.” He replied back, placing a kiss on the side of your head. You allowed him to use you, your hips bouncing back to meet his. “What a—” You gasped as he hit your g-spot, “What a nice way to wake up.” He could tell you had that delirious, sex brained smile on your face, he could hear it in your voice. “Damn straight it is, sweetheart.” He grunted, pulling you down extra hard onto his cock. You had no idea what time it was or how long Dean had been inside of you, but you most definitely weren't complaining.
“So tight ‘n warm.” Dean husked, the arm that was planted firmly on your hip now gravitated toward your chunky stomach, which he grabbed a handful of. “So perfect, ‘n all for me,” He delivered one harsh thrust that sent the tellings of an upcoming orgasm to caress your spine, “Sometimes I think I don't deserve it.” You whined at the praise, your senses filled with nothing but him and his flirtatious words.
“I'm gonna cum, Dean!” You cried, “Cum with me, please.” He picked up his pace, the sound of skin hitting skin resounding throughout your room as he but down on your neck. “I got you, baby, I got you.” He reassured. You allowed him to take control, fully trusting in his words. You felt him pulse inside of you, your inner walls clenching down on him, coaxing him to cum inside of you.
As you both met your orgasms together, that same warmth that you felt surrounded you, inside and out.
“You feel better?” You asked, craning your neck to get a good look at him. Even though he couldn't see you and you couldn't see him through the darkness of his room, you kissed him, the man giving back just as much passion.
“A lot better, sweetheart.”
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honestly? it could've been worse.
lots of things happened in 2023, both good and bad, in real life and on this hellsite. i feel like i've started to hone in on my voice as a writer this year, and my creativity and motivation just seemed to skyrocket for absolutely no reason. it's been fun sharing my work with you guys, and i'm forever grateful for all the love and support i have received <3 furthermore, thank you so so much for 4k followers!!!!! i never thought i would reach such a milestone, so it truly means a lot :')
there's a lot i wish i could have done during 2023 that i didn't end up doing, but i think it is best to focus on what i did accomplish and use that as a stepping stone towards better things. also, there were a lot of times where i didn't feel content with where and who i was. right now, however, i can confidently say that i am happy; i am hoping that happiness will be abundant for everyone in 2024! we all deserve it!!
furthermore, everyone worked hard, so i hope you all give yourself some grace in order to recharge and reset. taking breaks is paramount in maintaining your health and happiness, and i'm glad i learned that it's okay for me to take them lol.
so happy new year everyone! i hope 2024 brings many wonderful things your way, and may we all have a lovely year!! <33
to: @gummygowon 🖤
MAIIII hi ilysm <333 i can't believe we've been friends for 3 years like that's fucking crazy. we have both been THROUGH it over the years but i'm so glad that we've always been able to talk to each other about the crazy shit that happens to both of us 😹 like idk who else i could talk about it with honestly. we are seriously like the same person which is so wild to me but i'm also so grateful for it fr!! i would trust you with my life methinks...also talking about fic ideas with you is so fucking fun. our brainstorming sessions go crazy fr ‼️ ANYWAYS i need to stop being sappy so i love you bitch and we WILL meet up this year or else i will riot!!! happy new year <3
to: @lunalovesstories 🖤
lunaaaa hii!!!! my fellow yeonjun stan, we feel the same pain and suffering whenever he is wilding LOL </3 also i feel like we became close super fast hehe ^^ i'm so glad that we became friends this year and i am forever grateful for you and how kind and supportive and overall amazing you are. becoming moots and friends with you was definitely one of my highlights of 2023!! our daily conversations are something i always look forward to no matter how short or long they are; i truly love talking with you and i hope we can continue to get closer this year :) happy new year! <33
to: @cheolhub 🖤
SAR!!!! ik you haven't been super active as of late so i hope you've been well <3 you are genuinely so cool and i love you sm. i think i screamed when we became moots and then when we started actually talking to each other i screamed even more...embarrassing. well anyways moving on! you are so fucking funny and i love hearing about what you're up to whenever you reappear on disc. you singlehandedly made me reconsider my bias line in svt bc cheol is currently infiltrating it </3 also lmk if you ever need me to fight that girl bc i will do it. no questions asked. seriously though, i hope you're thriving in the year of 2024, happy new year <3
to: @toruro 🖤
mika mika mika hiiiii ^^ you are crazy in the best way tbh, i aspire to be as unhinged as you are...LMAO moving on, you are hella kind and such a fun person to talk to! i love hearing about what you get up to bc it's usually funny af. like. you are just so real. you are such a bright spot on tumblr, please never change because you are amazing and ilysm <3 also your writing is insane. i always start gnawing on my leg when i see that you posted bc i know it's gonna be a banger!!!! you never miss!!!!!!! okay anyways ily again and i hope you have a happy new year <3
to: @prodsh00ky 🖤
hi sam!!!!!!! i hope you've been doing well <3 i know our convos are sporadic af but i always enjoy talking to you and hearing all of your updates! i just think you're so cool and i always get so excited whenever i see you pop up in my messages. i also love talking about writing with you because you understand my pain LOL. i know you're quite busy so i hope everything in your life is going well!! i also hope that 2024 brings you great things because you truly deserve it :) happy new year!!!
to: @koqabear 🖤
sol....my enemy >:( i will not forget all of those assassination attempts that you tried on me throughout 2023. trust me, i won't. JK ANYWAYS HFJHHFDJ you are like the coolest most awesome person on this website to me and i am so grateful that we are friends <3 also grateful that we started talking this year after being moots for a long while. i've always wanted to talk to you tbh so i'm glad i stopped being a weak little bitch and finally did it 😹 i will always go insane over your fics and write like a 2k word essay in response each time, so i hope that doesn't bother you...i will not be stopping though so ig it doesn't matter.......anyways, happy new year!! here's to another year on this hellsite <3
to: @boba-beom 🖤
smiles!!! you are such a ray of light on my dash, i swear i always smile when i see that you've posted. i know we don't talk all that often but i genuinely am so grateful that we are mooties n friends :> you are one of my longest moots, and i am so glad that you have stayed on here as long as you have because idk what i would do without you fr <3 you are so talented and kind and just a wonderful person to be around! happy new year!! may you be happy n healthy this year <33
and to all of my lovely mutuals: @nightlyawnzz @wolfytae-exe @aduh0308 @hyuk4ngel @dearlyjun @takemehye @mazeinthemoon @tyunkus @mixtape-racha @huckleberrykai @naomiarai @hyukalyptus @mapofthemazeinthemirror @taegimood @blackhairedjjun @txtistheloml @heart2beom @majestyjun @fairyofshampgyu @ttyunz @huenation @cherrypeeking @tyungelic @ncteez @peachanonie @hyewka @heartchoi @beom-pyu @petrichor-han @hoshiseon @strawbrinkofdeath @delcakoo @beoms-sugar @minastras @0x11s @hwasdollie @mimziie @baekhvuns @wooyukh @venusiangguk @ah-ga-seven @jimilter @ateezmakemeweep
hello and happy new year!! i hope all of you doing well and that 2024 is treating you well so far :) no matter how much/little we interact, please know that i am so happy to be sharing this space with you ^^ that being said, i hope we can interact more this year!!! (i promise i will try to be less shy,, the keyword here is try) you are all amazing people and i love you all mwahhh <333
🖤 — january
27: give me more (m) — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, pwp
🩶 — february
regrettably empty :(
🤍 — march
23: 10:52 p.m. — soobin ; college au, introverts at a party
🖤 — april
04: frat boy!yeonjun
07: confession — chan ; best friends to lovers au
+ self-care (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, soft smut
08: corruption (m) — hyunjin ; est. relationship au, corruption kink
11: stormy night (m) — seonghwa ; est. relationship au, hwa vs. your fear of storms (he wins)
13: industry lovers — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au, idol!reader
16: guitar lesson — beomgyu ; best friends to lovers au
21: 2:54 p.m. — taehyun ; college lab partner au
🩶 — may
09: picnic date with boyfriend!yeonjun
16: brother's best friend (m) — yunho ; the au is the title lmfao
+ 10:21 p.m. (m) — soobin ; est. relationship au, car sex
+ early mornings with boyfriend!yeonjun
19: vacationing with boyfriend!yeonjun
27: 8:02 p.m — hueningkai ; jack frost au
28: cowboy!yeonjun (m-ish)
🤍 — june
01: double trouble (m) — hongjoong + seonghwa ; poly au
03: 9:05 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.1
06: 9:23 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; plane sex pt.2
13: the horrors — yeonjun ; est. relationship au, horror actress!reader
23: txt finding out you have an onlyfans (m)
24: late night outing with boyfriend!soobin
26: dry humping (m) — minho ; pwp
🖤 — july
04: meeting odi for the first time with boyfriend!soobin
08: 12:43 a.m. (m) — yeonjun ; best friends to lovers au
+ best friend!txt finding out you write smut about them online
started my 3k event: love like the movies!! (which is still ongoing. i'm so sorry)
13: 3k event — yeonjun + howl's moving castle (m)
17: 3k event — beomgyu + titanic (m)
24: 3k event — taehyun + twilight (m)
31: 3k event — hueningkai + enchanted
🩶 — august
05: 11:01 p.m. (m) — yeonjun ; rockstar au
+ 3k event — soobin + the avengers
11: 11:58 p.m. (m) — yeonjun + taehyun ; stoner fratboys au
26: 3k event — taehyun + the proposal (m)
🤍 — september
02: 3k event — beomgyu + the devil wears prada (m)
12: ticket to nowhere (but your heart) (m) — yeonjun ; strangers to lovers au
21: untitled (m) — beomgyu ; college au, tutor!reader
22: untitled (m) — taehyun ; college au, nerd!taehyun
🖤 — october
03: telepathy (m) — beomgyu ; mind reader au
23: 3:13 a.m. (m) — beomgyu ; vampire au
🩶 — november
07: 9:51 p.m. (m) — soobin ; serial killer au
🤍 — december
started my 4k event: finish my 3k event LMAO
🖤 — writing plans
get my 3k (and now 4k?) event done (#1 priority after i finish my current soobin wip)
rings of saturn (tear me apart) (m) — taehyun ; college au, friends to lovers au
going under (m) — taehyun + kai ; surfers!tyunning, summer fling au
and they were roommates! (m) — choi line ; college au, new roommate!reader
cross (m) — yeonjun ; cyberpunk au, cyborg!yeonjun
wait on me — kai ; college au, cafe au
the language of love (and the woes that accompany it) — beomgyu ; soulmate au
love, unabridged — soobin ; single dad au, neighbors to lovers au
adagio (m) — yoongi ; second chance at romance au
art incarnate (m) — namjoon + seokjin ; cursed!seokjin, museum curator!namjoon, love triangle
and many many more..........you will see. this is just a taste >:)
🩶 — goals for this blog + myself
interact with more ppl! and more often!!
write 150k words?? we'll see...
write longer fics!!
plan a collab event ^^ i've always wanted to host one, and i think this year is the year!
that was long as hell (sorry)...anyways! once again, happy new year!! love you all <3
- ashlee
p.s. check out my 2023 fic recs post here :)
#tumblr is being wonky so i made a separate recs post </3#also this is a wee bit late but pls ignore that#2023 wrap up#apologies if i missed anyone :(
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If you write for ten can you pls write one where the reader learns piano just to play with ren and ren is happy bcs of it 😭?
hi anon, thank you for the request! ren's actually one of the few that i used to watch, and i definitely loved this idea esp after the piano handcam stream SHASHAHSSDH. also losing my mind rn bcs ren's coming to nijigen but i'm too anxious to go to cons. anyways, hope you liked this <3 !
learning the piano for ren zotto!
summary: you decided to learn the piano for ren after seeing him play one day, and it comes of as a shock to the man, especially when it's something he's very passionate about.
notes: gender neutral reader, mentions of being in a relationship, just some fluff as per usual! slight mentions of misunderstandings but plenty of fluff afterwards.
it's not a surprise to you anymore everytime you come home and hear music coming from his room, or his studio. you know ren's passionate about music, and you've always been his #1 supporter. you've been there when he was working on songs in his studio and he's always letting you be the first to listen. he loves music, you know so.
but lately, you've been so busy that you haven't had the time to indulge in his interests that you could sense ren being hesitant around you. when you asked him if anything was wrong, he shrugged it off and said that he was just worried he was bothering you with the noises, eventhough you've reassured him that you don't mind. the lack of communication probably got the best of you because you both ended up having trouble talking after some time, especially with how hard it is to see each other (since you're too busy).
you know ren loves music and you know it's something that means a lot to him, and you want to cheer him up! also, as a sort of apology for not being able to be around after you've been so busy.
so one morning, you wake up feeling the warmth of his body engulfing you in a hug as the bright shades of outside shine on you face. you groan before turning around to face him. ren was still sleeping, with his face squished against the pillow, mouth slightly opened. you giggled, and nestled closer into his chest, before feeling him squirm and hug you closer. "mmm.. don't go yet, love..stay with me some more..", he says as he basically locks you in his arms.
"okay", was simply what you responded and nuzzled closer to him.
silence. that is until ren grabs you with a smile on his face.
"wait, really? you're not busy anymore?", he asks you as he cups your cheeks and plants kisses all over your face. hearing him laugh made you laugh too as you shook your head explaining to him how you're done with whatever was keeping you occupied. truth be told, ren never wanted to pry into your business, so he never really asked what was causing you to be so busy. but, one thing for sure is that he's hella glad he has the whole day to spend with his beloved s/o.
"well, actually. i was gonna show you something", you said as you dragged ren into his studio where his piano was in. ren, puzzled as he is, follows you behind until he sees you sitting in front of his piano with the brightest smile he'd ever seen. you signal ren for him to stand near you as you clumsily open the piano, and attempt to play his song, 'blue sugar'. you were so focused on getting the notes right, that you didn't even notice how serious you looked, only relaxing after hearing ren laugh. you were embarrassed, but it helped you relax. you could sense ren coming closer before he scooted next to you and played alongside you while he sang. it was amazing, how you felt so happy, and how endearing the whole entire thing was, especially seeing how relieved ren looked after you were done. here you were, two grown ups, just woken up and being all giddy in front of the piano.
"what's this? when did you learn to play, y/n?", ren faces you as he plants a soft kiss on your cheek before pulling you closer. "hmmm..i don't know, maybe i was so busy learning the past few weeks, maybeeee", you exclaimed as you see the gears turning in his head. so that's why you've been so busy, he thought. he couldn't hide the soft, warm feeling engulfing his chest. he loved you like crazy, the things you'd do for him, and how just a gesture like this was enough to prove to him how much he's addicted to you.
you both spent the rest of the day cuddled up in his studio as he teaches you more about piano, more so as compensation for not learning with him beforehand. (he was pouty you learnt it from someone else).
needless to say, ren zotto loves music. but, he definitely loves you more. so imagine the look on his face when his favourite person learnt how to play his favourite instrument all for him.
a/n: sorry this ended up being a little self-indulged sksksks i wrote this without any drafts so it might be a bit loopy. <3 beanz
#ren playing instruments is a blessing to my ear#ren zotto x reader#nijisanji x reader#nijisanji en x reader#ren zotto#iluna#iluna x reader#njsj x reader#njsj en x reader
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Ler!Sapnap Week Day 2/3 - Gym/Bet
woah….. two fics back to back????? who am i?????
this is another fic for @sleepy--anon ‘s ler!sapnap week!! this is a combo of days two and three, which were gym and bet!! you can find the original post here as well, so make sure you all go show sleepy your support and thank her for making this happen :D thanks again sleepy!!
truth be told i wrote this fic in like two hours after a random stroke of motivation, and i think it turned out pretty good!!! i hope everyone else enjoys it as well :)
lee!george, ler!sapnap, 1.7k words
enjoy!!
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“George. Planking contest, let’s go,” Sapnap said as he took a sip from his water bottle, his dry mouth grateful for the drink after his fruitful workout session with his friend. George looked up from his phone, switching the song they had on in the background and chuckling amusedly.
“What? No, not after we’ve already worked out.” George reasoned, taking a drink of his own water as well.
“C’mon, I’m hyped up still, just this one thing then we’re done.”
“You’re an idiot.”
“C’monnnnn,” Sapnap groaned, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms in front of his chest. “You just know you’re gonna lose.”
“Right now? Probably. My arms hurt.”
“George,” Sapnap said as he leaned against the wall, tilting his head at the other man. “Humor me.” George rolled his eyes and looked over at Sapnap, eyebrows raised, the other man staring back at him expectantly. Sapnap knew he would never pass up an opportunity to prove him wrong. He let out a labored sigh, shaking his head in fond disagreement.
“Fine. But I’m gonna destroy you,” George taunted, placing his phone and his water on the table and turning around as Sapnap excitedly jumped into position at his words.
“Bring it on, cutie,” Sapnap teased back, both of them kneeling on the ground next to each other, ready to begin. They both placed one hand on the ground, George taking one last moment to straighten up the sleeve of his shirt and his messy, slightly sweaty hair from his workout, before letting out another soft sigh and nodding to Sapnap to let him know he was ready. “Okay, three, two, one, go!” Sapnap counted, and the challenge had begun.
It started off uneventful, the room relatively quiet apart from the music they had playing and occasional soft breaths or throat clearing noises from either of them, and it stayed that way for a little over a minute.
Then George got bored.
His elbows were starting to hurt, and his hips were sore from the exercises he’d done, and while it wasn’t enough to make him drop his plank just yet, it was definitely uncomfortable, and sitting in the same position with only that soreness to focus on was definitely not his idea of a good time.
So, he created his own entertainment.
He pushed himself up slightly more, arms straighter, and then leaned onto his left arm so he could pick up his right arm. He ran his hand through his hair again, testing the waters, seeing how long one arm could hold him up and finding that he was shockingly sturdy enough to keep up with it.
Which is exactly what he needed, so he could reach over and poke Sapnap right in the side.
“George,” Sapnap warned, voice stern, not reacting to the poke yet. Another came soon after, at the bottom of his ribs this time, and he couldn’t stop the small flinch it caused. “George.”
“What?” George asked innocently, but there was a smile evident in his words. He poked again, closer to the top of his ribs now, and he let out a chuckle as he watched Sapnap’s arm flinch where it held him up. “Uh oh. Seems like you’re getting weaker.”
“If you do that again you’re gonna be sorry.” His voice stayed sharp, and George bit back a smile as he steadied himself again. “I'm being courteous by warning you.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” George kept up his innocent act, and delivered another poke to the spot right above Sapnap’s hip.
Whatever came next was a complete blur, happening so quickly George was genuinely convinced it might’ve given him whiplash from how dizzy he was.
“That’s it!” Sapnap practically growled, sounding downright predatory, and he grabbed George’s wrist and yanked him towards him, immediately throwing his arm around George’s waist and yanking him in his direction.
“OH– shit!” George yelled, and then he was on his back, wrists pinned next to his head by a firm, unrelenting grip and unable to squirm away as Sapnap straddled his thighs. “Wh– Sapnap! Get off me!”
“I fucking warned you, Georgie, this is nobody’s fault but your own.” Sapnap shifted George’s wrists, sliding them up above his head and crossing them over each other so he could hold them down with one hand instead, ignoring George’s loud protests the entire time.
“NO! Noho, no, let– let GO OF ME!” George fought, giggles already building up in his chest, pulling at his arms and kicking his legs out behind Sapnap. Suddenly, Sapnap dug his fingers into George’s ribcage, targeting the spot right in between them and spreading his fingers out as much as he could, covering as much surface area as possible. George gasped, his entire body straining as his back arched and he broke into loud, surprised laughter. “NAHAHA, whahaha–?! SAHAHAPNAHAP!”
“Yes?”
“STOHOHOP!”
“Nah, you deserve this,” Sapnap said nonchalantly, trailing his cruel fingers over to one side of George’s ribs instead, digging in all along the bones, making George scream and squirm around like his life depended on it.
“NOHOHO, PLEHEHEASE–“ George yelled, squeezing his eyes shut and throwing his head back. He kicked his feet against the floor, the heels of his sneakers sliding against the rubber padding, the soreness in his body hitting him hard and rendering him weak as he attempted to free his arms and hips. “AH– I CAHAN’T, SAHAHAPNAP!”
“Boohoo, crybaby, you’re fine,” Sapnap teased with a pinch to his hip, making him squeak and giggle and try to buck his hips up. Sapnap giggled along with him, slipping his hand under George’s shirt to scratch at his tummy for a few seconds. George immediately broke out into soft laughter, his breathing becoming hiccupy when he couldn’t stop giggling long enough to take any air in. His face was flushed, only growing redder as he tried to hide in his arm, and Sapnap couldn’t help but coo at him. “Well, aren’t you just adorable?”
“Shuhuhut uhuhup–“ George grumbled, clearly embarrassed, and Sapnap decided to put him out of his misery and move on.
Instead, Sapnap pulled his hand out from under George’s shirt and immediately dug into his underarm, making George scream at the sudden switch and then burst into loud, hysterical laughter.
“NAHAHA, FUHUHUCK–“ George yelled, twisting his torso however he could, yelling desperately at his arms and kicking so hard that his knees hit Sapnap’s back every so often. Sapnap chuckled at his reaction, letting go of George’s wrists in favor of using both hands to attack his underarms, making George squeal again, immediately reaching down to grab at Sapnap’s wrists, though he was unsuccessful in his attempts to pull him away. “PLEHEHEHEASE, PLEASE PLEHEASE PLEASE, STOHOP– AH, STOHOHOP!”
“Are you gonna behave yourself?” Sapnap asked, and George was nodding frantically, answering before he even finished.
“YEHEHES, YES!” George pleaded, attempting to blink his teary eyes open but immediately squeezing them shut again, his nose scrunching as he laughed, fingers shaking as they held Sapnap's arms.
“Good. Say you’re sorry.”
“I’M SOHOHORRY! I’M SOHORRYHY!” George was practically begging, nodding in agreement again, as if that would somehow sway Sapnap’s opinion.
Sapnap would be lying if he said it wasn’t adorable, and he would also be lying if he said he didn’t want to keep George like that all day, laughing and breathless and thoughtless and helpless– especially since he knew damn well that George could take ten times the torture if he was in the right mood– but he took pity on the boy, knowing he was already worn out and tired and sore from the work they’d done in the gym that day. He pulled his hands back, resting them on George’s sides and rubbing his tummy with his thumbs softly, letting him catch his breath.
“Y’alright?” Sapnap asked, the subtle southern-ism in his tone making George smile through his leftover giggles.
“Mm– yeah…” George said between breaths, running a hand through his hair again before swiping them over his face, then letting his arms drop out to his sides. “That was so cruel.”
“You literally started it,” Sapnap pointed out, pushing himself to the side off of George’s hips and grabbing his water from the table for him.
“But I wasn’t gonna do that!”
“Shut up, you big baby, you know you loved it. And you know I could’ve done so much worse, so be grateful,” Sapnap scolded playfully, and George’s cheeks flushed once again at the accusation, a shy smile gracing his lips as he turned to the side. “Yeah, that’s what I thought, idiot, I see you blushing!”
“Shut uppppp!” George whined, hiding his face in his hands and curling into himself, both of them giggling at the situation.
“Alright, alright, I’m done. Here,” Sapnap patted George’s shoulder and motioned for him to sit up, handing him his water when he did so and sitting quietly while he took a well needed drink. “I’m fucking hungry, too, can we get food?”
“Bro nearly kills me and then just asks if we can get food.”
“Oh, yeah? I can do it again!” Sapnap teased, grabbing George around the waist and pulling him in, eliciting a scream from the older boy.
“NO! No, no, NO, fuck you!” George yelled, prying Sapnap’s arms off him and pushing himself away, his knees pulled up to his chest for protection. Both of them broke out laughing at that, and Sapnap just shook his head fondly.
“You’re so dumb,” He said with a smile, pulling out his phone and scooting closer to George, resting his head on George’s shoulder as he scrolled through the food options. The two of them made quiet conversation as they looked through the menus, cuddling close to each other as they did so, already inseparable, even after the events that had just unfolded.
The rest of the night was relatively calm– food was ordered, both boys were showered and in comfy pajamas, and they sat in the living room to eat with some random anime on TV.
That is, until Sapnap decided to try and steal a fry off George’s plate, and the house was alive with the sound of laughter once again, and George was able to get his revenge.
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Thanks for answering my ask. I love reading your answer. You have no idea, how happy and excited I feel when you said, "It's okay to ask again because I love talking about my fav ships".
Because I have been blocked by someone, and before they block me they said that 'I asked too much and it's annoying.' I was like, 'If you mind, please just say that and I will stop asking for sure, I thought you don't mind', but they still block me...
So, if you don't mind, can I ask, what do you think are Gojo and Yuuji’s greatest personality strengths and weaknesses? Why? What do you love about their dynamic? Sorry if you've answered these questions before.....
P.s
If you want to answer the questions above with Drarry, Ereri or MikaYuu's dynamics, I don't mind....
Thanks if you want to answer @readreactrant and sorry for my long ask.
hihi dnana, super sorry I took so so long to get to this one in particular, I got backed up with work and school haha. And I'm so sorry to hear that, they definitely blew it out of proportion and that's kind of a bit immature on their part. Rest assured I love getting asks and hearing opinions, they fuel my yaoi passion (✷‿✷)
I'd love to answer for the other ships but I think I've only got energy for Goyuu rn lol. And damn am I gonna have to rack my smut filled brain for this one. I've never really been taken by any of the jjk characters cuz on the first watch, to me it was just like any other shonen. Reading a lot of what the fandom had to say over the last few years has definitely changed my opinion.
Gojo and Yuuji were definitely the first two characters that stuck out to me most in the series, (mostly bc of that almost kiss but oh well (✿ ♡‿♡). They both definitely oozed main character energy and I never completely saw Gojo as just the 'super powerful sensei' there always felt like there was more to him and when story began to focus a bit more on him I wasn't totally surprised.
Overall he's a commanding presence, and enigma in his own right and I admire how much he cares for his students. I wouldn't call him a perfectionist because of he was many of the adult characters and megumi wouldn't have so much of a issue with his attitude. But his definitely to be the strongest definitely stems from some deep drive to be what the jujutsu society needs him to be. And that I think is one of the sadness things about him.
Which is kind of where Yuuji kind of comes in. Like any regular person after watching jjk 0, I couldn't help but look for parallels between Yuuji and Geto. Not purely because of their connections to Gojo but because of their personalities which are quite similar. But where Geto's WAS a quiet kind of optimism and support Yuuji is more open, more rooted in the world around him. I'm not particularly fond of happy-go-lucky toxic positivity protagonists but there's about Yuuji that doesn't quite reach those extremes. He's kindness and slight hero complex is what leads him to assume the weight of the world his shoulders but the very admirable thing about him is that he doesn't break, no matter how weak he is in the face of it all because, undeniably, unlike other protagonists, you can't trust plot armour to work for him. All you know is that Gege doesn't want him happy.
What draws me to them as one of the best ships in the show tho, aside from the yummy teacher/student dynamic, is how cute the look together. Sue me but there's something inherently attractive about their color pallette and height difference. They're so funny and goofy together and Yuuji's ability to match other's energy and brighten the atmosphere is definitely something Gojo deserves to have around more frequently. Similarly I think Gojo's experience with Geto can help him reach out to Yuuji in times the younger male needs to understand not everyone can be saved. There's also this personal thing of mine where I view them as, Yuuji admires Gojo's strength, Gojo sees Yuuji's potential as someone to stand with him at the top (not like Yuuji gonna be topping in any other aspects of ya know what I mean).
All in all, it just makes me so happy seeing the two of them together, there's a lot of potential their dynamic and personalities leave up to exploration. Being teacher and student I also think there'll be a lot of nuance to their relationship if they did fall in love.
Thanks for coming this far, I'll probably edit this later but my brain feels so fried right now but really wanted to answer this ask cuz I've been lazing around trying to find an answer to "Why DO I like goyuu". The truth is tho, you don't need a reason to want to see two characters together.
BUT a ship is always nicer when their personalities and height difference go great together, I don't make the rules ¯\(◉‿◉)/¯
Thanks for the ask dnana and I'll hope I'll be able to do the other ships some other time but I hope my answer satisfied you ( ◜‿◝ )♡
#anime#fanfic#fanfiction#writeblr#ao3 struggles#jjk#goyuu#yuji itadori#gojo satoru#jjk smut#jjk satoru#send asks#ship analysis#i'm no expert#but i'll try
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Since you seem to be having a bad day, I threw together a little ficlet for you. Read/respond at your leisure (whether that's in 3 minutes or not until next year)
It had been a long fucking day.
It was a full day of teaching for Terry Jr, with a bad cold wiping out the entire drama department of San Dimas High (which had only been two teachers and a tech in the first place). There was screaming, and snotty noses, and one or two kids bursting into tears, and by the time the school bell rang, he was just about ready to collapse. And, of course, that was clearly asking too much, because it was drama club that day. 2 whole hours of dealing with kids who are meant to be off book two weeks ago, and still hadn't learnt half their lines. It was a fucking nightmare.
Now, dear reader, don't misunderstand. Terry absolutely adored his job and the kids he worked with. But today was one of those days where you just want to roll over and hide back under the covers.
The train had been cramped and noisy, even if the journey had been mercifully free from the kids usual loud arguments. (Why they insisted on riding back with Terry Jr, he had no idea. It was baffling though that Scary waited for him, and they were going to the same house. Although, somehow, her friends always seemed to stay over longer than expected.) Honestly, it was a relief to lock the door behind them all, the kids rushing off to the garden for soccer practice - mostly moral support to be honest.
Terry wearily pulled off his shoes, before turning to Scary.
"Hey, kiddo, I'm gonna go have a lie down. Let your mom know, okay?"
Scary, for once, didn't seem to protest either the request or the nickname. She just nodded, frowning.
"Yeah, sure. Go have a nap or whatever." He ruffled her hair a little (this did elcit an irritated groan. He may not be her dad, but she was still his kid and it was his duty to embarrass her in front of her friends after all) and headed upstairs.
Terry didn't bother to turn on the lights as he collapsed down into the bed, just letting himself he enveloped by the darkness and the comfy sheets. He felt bad about breaking his normal routine of kissing Veronica when they both got home, but honestly he just couldn't handle doing anything other than laying down right now.
He lay there with his head burried in the pillow for maybe a minute, maybe an hour, when he felt the bed dip.
"Hey, Tear-Bear. Bad day?"
There was his amazing wife, the light of his life. Her hair was flying loose from her bun, and even in the dark Terry could see that her office clothes were slightly rumpled.
She was stunning.
"You know, you gotta stop picking up Nicky's pet names. He has far too many." Terry mumbled as he grabbed her hand, tiredly bringing it up to his lips.
"Ah, but that would mean I don't get to hang out with your wife as much. Darling." A familiar weight draped itself over him, tail curling round his leg. "Dropping round unexpectedly and hanging out with V without you is half the fun."
Nicky's voice was a soothing rumble against his chest. Somehow, just having his two partners here made it easier to relax. Even if Nicky had definitely not announced that he'd be coming over. Veronica kicked her feet up and slung an arm over Terry's shoulder, pulling him closer.
"Come on, time for you to rest, TJ."
okokok I've hoarded this fic long enough , ive probably reread this AT LEAST 5 times now xnsnmsms anyways it means *so very much* to me that you decided to write an adorable little ficlet for me bcs i was not feeling good <3333 this lil fic is literally *so* cute i don't know how to properly convey to you how much i love this but icy i love this so much . thank you <33333
#theyre so much to me i love them so much#dndads#dndaddies#dungeons and daddies#terrick#terry jr#terry jr stampler#terry stampler#nick close#nicholas foster#nicky close foster#veronica stampler#<- cant believe she doesn't have her own tag smh#holds this fic forever and ever in my hands icy i literally love it so much#nice asks
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I’m still stuck on your idea that John Dory is like influential enough to the pop genre of music composition and song writing that his work is analyzed in college level music composition and music theory classes. Cause it’s like one thing if every song he ever wrote is in the top of the charts but it’s another thing to get featured as a person of interest in a music composition class and it feeds so well into my theory that JD spent the 20 years he was traveling on Rhonda and not really working living off of royalties cause he could have been writing textbooks on song writing and shit. He could have been like contacted by colleges and asked to give Ted talks and guest lectures on how to blend multiple voices into a near perfect harmony.
John Dory is like the Lady Gaga of the troll world not in the sense like their music is remotely similar but because they both view music as art and are perfectionists with it. Because they hold their work to the highest standard and make sure it’s the highest possible quality. Which I think is like partially the root behind why JD went so perfectionist with the band in particular. Regardless of why it started and why it ended JD cared deeply that every aspect of their performances were revolutionary, were perfect. People compare jds perfectionism and demands of his brothers to velvets demands of vener and desire for fame. But they really could not be more different in reality because as their songs reveal JD cares about perfection he will not cut corners with his work with his performances. He wants his art to be 100% flawless and be a revolutionary work of art because he is an Artist and performance is his canvas. I don’t think that JD cares about being famous or making money beyond enough to support his family and invest in his art. Velvet is fundamentally different. She doesn’t care about the quality of her and veneirs work, doing any of it herself or her fans at all she just wants to be rich and famous.
Kinda getting off topic here but anyway I think JD would be delighted that people are analyzing his art and being inspired by it because he put hella work into it. Brozone was his passion project that combined his two favorite things his family and his art and he definitely loves his family more than his art and he doesn’t really care too much about hitting the perfect family harmony anymore beyond saving Floyd but I still really do think he is proud of the work he put into brozone despite hating the way it ended and would be so flattered that other are dissecting the meaning and depth behind his word choices and music composition. And I also think if the troll world had like Broadway JD would love musical theatre so much. Anyway this is my official take on why I see jd as a music/art/theater snob.
Thanks for coming to my ted talk
One: I love when people do the whole "thank for coming to my ted talk" it makes me laugh and I love to laugh.
Two: I think it would be so FUNNYYYYY. Even more so if John had absolutely ZERO clue about what was happening. There is SO much he could have done but like, naw, he's just gonna become a perpetual camper/survivalist and have virtually nothing to his name that HE knows of. Like, one of those famous rich hermits except he doesn't know he's famous or rich. I'm sorry, just way too funny.
I love the idea that JD puts so much thought and care and study/hardwork - along with his natural talent - into his music. Like, sure, it probably helps that he's naturally good at it but I think he really tries to do the best he can. And I think Brozone would be very limiting in certain areas. Like, yes, there is his whole blending of individual parts as a whole, harmonies, and group work. But Brozone is probably meant more for entertainment than much else. It's a performance. When he leaves and if he keeps writing, I think he'd expand in the things he does. Or whatever. I've got too many thoughts and feelings haha lol
OOOOHHHH I kinda like that thought. I don't know much about Lady Gaga or really listened to her music but I understand the perfectionism thing. I always used to say practice makes perfect (and more recently, practice makes progress) so I think I can understand the concept alright. I think it's so interesting people compare him to Velvet sometimes when honestly, they seem like polar opposites. Velvet doesn't want to work at all, she doesn't care for her craft, she doesn't want to practice, she has no talent or even tries to work up to having talent. JD on the other hand, worked too much, put everything into his craft and probably practiced too much. He's got the talent, sure, but he also WORKED for it too.
I think a part of him would be delighted because - HOW COOL - and a part of him would be like but... why??? I know people tend to see him as egotistical or whatever but I think he really loved what he did and he put a lot into it. Idk how much his family really cares about their music, especially anymore, but I think JD would still be proud of it and guess what? He should. It was popular and people liked it. He should be proud of what they accomplished, even if nearing the end things got out of control. it couldn't have always been that way.
Agreed. JD loves his family more than anything. I have a feeling he wouldn't have let 20 years pass if he knew they were alive. It's one of the lines in the movies (I found out you were still alive) that really hits me home for that. He was also the only one who came back soooo there is that too. And yeah! He literally straight up FORGOT about the Family Harmony until Floyd told him that was what was needed. And even after twenty years, he still whole heartedly believes in his brothers that they can do it (if we just practice a little) like that sweetie. Running on worry, adrenaline and lack of sleep, that dude just wants to save his brother.
AWWWW JD loving theatre would be so CUTE! Except I would love to see him both go to Broadway things and Children's plays. Like that would be funny! Here is this dude who goes to these serious broadway type shows but then he turns around and the next night he goes to some local kids Seussical or something.
I just love this so much haha
Okay also another thing...
Okay, I do think it would be funny if for those twenty years, what JD did for "work" was just sell the rights to songs he wrote on the road to other artists/trolls he came across. Like, as he is traveling and is writing different types of music, musicians be like dude this song is amazing and just my style and JD be like... I'll sell it/trade it for (insert whatever here). Like how funny? And then the radio is just flooded with songs that JD wrote, many of which people have NO idea he wrote.
Like could you imagine a song comes on the radio and Floyd being all like "I love this song!!"
And JD like oh yeah, I traded that song for a machete and two chickens. Awesome deal, I love my machete. Comes in handy.
Like could you imagine? I don't know why but I find the concept SO FUNNY
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holy shit IM LOSING MY MIND??? I’m done it’s over and
I- I’m running out of ways to express my obsession with your Sickfics… I need to invent new words? Or new ways to scream in text form because I need you to understand how fucking AMAZING this new fic is 😭😭😭😭
It’s so damn good???? It’s SO SATISFYING????? HELLO?? oh my word cyno cyno cyno what an absolute mess you are.🥺 poor poor thing!! I love everything in this fic. I love their relationship and how comfy they are together - how much Cyno loved spoiling nari (and tighnari deserves it let’s be real) I love the use of implied both ends!! I feel like it works really well in this case and it’s subtle but I love the implication that maybe Cyno was coming down with a bug before hand since he wasn’t feeling hungry? But then it’s like the heavy food expedited that process. I love the descriptions of fullness and how he just- very quickly - is NOT okay anymore. UHG HIS ANXIETY??? you captured the thought process perfectly of just being seen and being seen too much and the constant what ifs. Idk if Tighnari knew cyno hated being sick in public but he ABSOLUTELY gets the picture now.
OMG and Cyno just refusing to be sick in the public restroom sent me. I was genuinely shocked he managed to not lol 😂😅 like you know you just KNOW that’s so much worse feeling in that situation. Tighnari must have been so concerned and absolutely not buying it at all. Cynos little “I’m fines” when he sounds like he’s close to tears STOP. AH!! And the weakness??? OML his faintness was just so good and I’m feral over all the little details with nari being like “ok if he doesn’t sit he’s going to collapse it’s time for mom mode” and how he takes command in those moments. So damn GOOD.
don’t even get me started when Cynos finally sick I can’t. My heart. Just all the worst things he wants to lay down his stomach feels so sick and now there is puke everywhere and- It was such a perfectly written scene 🥺🥺🥺 and the little FOX TOY THAT HE CUDDLES??? I’m gonna DIE?? IM TRULY DEAD?? I LOVE how attentive Tighnari is with his fussing and then very tactful more subtle support, just giving him the toy so Cyno can hug something on the way home cuz even if Tighnari knows cyno would never in public he knows him and knows he wants to be held rn and i -
I believe it’s 100% a tummy bug and not the food and that the ‘heat’ he was feeling was for sure fever and nausea and that maybe it wouldn’t have been this bad but anything he ate that day was going to more or less rot inside him. I have no doubts he was not done with the restroom for a number of reasons after getting home but I absolutely know he was 1000% times more at peace. Except for him replaying the events in his head for all eternity.
I’m truly never going to recover.
amazing fucking work. I’ve already re read this and I will re read again and again and yeah. That’s it. I’m just. Simply. Deceased. 😭😭😭
Thank you for this gift 😭🩷
I AM SCREAMING, I WOKE UP TO THIS IN MY INBOX THIS MORNING AND I WASN'T ABLE TO STOP SMILING AS I READ THROUGH IT 😭 You have no idea how much these comments mean to me, you made my whole day with this!
I am SO HAPPY you enjoyed it this much!! Allow me to get sappy for a moment, it already makes me so happy that people are actually reading what I'm creating, but knowing people enjoy it so much?? It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy and it makes me so happy. I enjoy writing sickfics so much, it's just a fun, self-indulgent hobby that I also happen to post online. And just knowing something I created, purely by having fun, is being enjoyed this much?? All the happy emotions!!
Alright, happy sappy earthquake out, let's scream about Cyno!
HE IS, he is such a mess, this poor boy 🥺 I definitely had it in my head that he was beginning to come down with something before the date even started, but having a heavy restaurant meal just made things go south so much faster. I'm really glad to hear I was able to pull off the implied both ends without it seeming too out of place!! It definitely felt like if I was going to have it anywhere, this was the fic for it, Cyno had a very unhappy stomach. He went from "i can handle this" to "i am NOT okay" in the blink of an eye and I feel so bad for doing that to him. THE ANXIETY! THE VULNERABILITY!! He can't stand that other people might just THINK of him as vulnerable, the smallest sign of weakness and he wants no eyes on him immediately. I definitely think Tighnari knew he didn't like being sick in public, but he didn't know it was this bad. He definitely hadn't expected Cyno's anxiety to go through the roof like that.
He BARELY held it together in the bathroom, I think Tighnari was just as surprised that he didn't throw up. Oh Cyno baby, I know you didn't want to get sick in a public bathroom, but you could've spared yourself getting sick in the parking lot. You just know he's going to replay this event in his head a million times thinking where he should've done something differently to make the day somewhat less mortifying.
THE LITTLE FOX!! PLEASE THAT WAS SUCH A FUN LITTLE DETAIL TO ADD. I have a feeling that little thing is going to become a big comfort item for Cyno. Only private because you know he would NEVER let anybody outside of Tighnari know that he even has a stuffed animal, but it'll become a massive comfort for him. We love Tighnari just knowing. He's so good at handling these situations and we adore him for it. He's giving Cyno so many hugs when they're home.
I definitely agree with you there, boy was feverish. His body temperature was all over the place, first the hot flashes and sweating, and then he was feeling shivery?? He's definitely sick sick 🥺 He's definitely not going to be done with the bathroom for a while. In my head I imagine even the drive home is going to be hell, I mean can you imagine being in a moving car on the road when your stomach is feeling as bad as his was? Yeah they definitely pulled over more than once.
ARGH THANK YOU SO SO MUCH! I'm genuinely happy you enjoyed it as much as you did!! Again, thank you so much!!
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Hello Wudge!!! I know working on such a beautiful and ambitious project must be incredibly tiring. I also know how encouraging it can be to know that people enjoy what you put out there, so I'm here to express my appreciation for Herotome and all the work you have put into it already!
I've been into visual novels for a couple of years now, and while I enjoy my occassional short and sweet dose of cheesy romance, most visual novels could never really satisfy my desire for a good narrative and a lot of time to get to know the love interests (As someone who really needs to know a person in order to get romantically involved with them, I've always found some love stories kind of rushed. That's just my preference tho). I know it's hard to develop a fully-fledged game, especially when you're an independent developer and mostly work for free, so I'm definitely not trying to undermine anyone's work!!!
However, this is why I was so stunned by how much Herotome's DEMO captivated me. Not even just the extended demo!!! The first time I came across this game was before the extended demo got released, and even then, I was so enamoured with the universe, the artstyle, the characters, the writing. EVERYTHING. I'm a bit ashamed to say I can be quite picky with my taste in visual novels, but Herotome literally ticked every single box for me. Visually appealing designs (both with the characters and with the UI!), a great mix of humour and sobriety, clear and skilled writing and awesome world building. All of this in A DEMO??? GOD DAMN, DUDE!
A literal demo unironically managed to put this visual novel among my absolute favourites simply because of how much work and care was put into it. I really hope it gains more attention even before it gets fully released, because you truly deserve the same level of support that games like Our Life (my #1 fav VN, can't wait for OL2) have. I know it'll probably be a while before Herotome gets released, but I'll try my best to wait patiently because I can't wait to see more of everyone! (especially Dart and Jade, I love them.)
I'm really sorry for the whole essay over here, but I just wanted to make my support clear!!! Unfortunately I don't have the possibility of financially supporting (yet) but I'm over here awaiting every update of this game with so much excitement you have no idea (ᗒ⩊ᗕ ྀི) Good luck and stay healthy!
ksbfjsdb how did you know.. 😭😭😭 Thank you, sweet anon! No apology necessary, I love essays!!
Worldbuilding is a area where I've felt particularly lacking -- like, I make a point avoid thinking about it most of the time, so in the rare instances I actually do put in effort it feels like it's coming up short? Maybe not so much in the demos, but nowadays I'll be standing around thinking about how things work in the society of Rhineway and trying to plan out ideas of what's gonna come up in the routes and my brain will inevitably feels like television static by the end.
SO to be praised for worldbuilding gives me a bizarre yet flattered feeling (sort of like "I'm not sure I deserve this but I guess I've done something right"), thank you, and I'm continually touched that people enjoy the humor! I really try to put in a lot of throwaway jokes where it's like -- if you don't laugh, it's totally fine cuz it goes by pretty quick -- but it is nice to know I've made people laugh. Or at least have an sensible inward chuckle :')
It sounds like you're demisexual btw which - lol me too. 🤝 Eyyyy!
I'm not sure how to end this post so I'll just put in some preview of what I've been working on -
Lots of eyebrow dances.
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answered this ask list for calamity-12! :D i didn't answer every question, so those aren't listed below under the cut.
🍇: What sort of friend are they? Where are they in the group dynamic?
Definitely a 'we should kill them as a response to everything' kind of a friend. Calamity is a supportive friend, but he's not really the type to go out of his way to offer said support, partly because he trusts that his friends (who he doesn't even consider friends until he's known them for a prolonged amount of time and eventually fully warms up to them) obviously know that he's there for them. This makes it sound like Calamity never does anything for his friends unprompted, which is not the case lmao, but I'm just generalizing for simplicity if that makes any sense.
With that said, Calamity can admittedly be a bit direct when it comes to offering his opinion/advice when a friend asks for it. Again, mostly due to them trusting said friends to know he's coming from a well-intentioned place, and frankly part of it is that he'll be kinda less tolerant of something he might deem silly. (silly as in, "well the obvious answer is to do this")
In a group dynamic, I'd describe him as the friend that's present, but doesn't necessarily stand out from an outsider perspective. Like, some of his friends might be chattier, friendlier, etc. than they are so while he's obviously noticed to be there, it's not like Calamity will really go out of his way to chitchat with newer faces while in the group or something. I hope this makes sense lmao.
🍉: Does your OC have a particular piece of jewellery that they always wear or refuse to part with?
Not jewelry obviously, but I'll say his helmet. Calamity does take it off infrequently, but they have a strong preference for wearing it. Looks cool, it's become a "face" for them thanks to their guardian career more-or-less, and having it on means they don't have to worry about others around him perceiving his emotions.
I will honestly say that it's personal projection too lmfao, I too would love to be a robot and have the luxury of getting to wear a helmet all the time without having to deal with sweat/condensation/etc. Calamity is living my dream for me in that regard.
I'll also quickly mention that this works favorably for Calamity when they first start fucking Spider, where both figuratively shake hands to agree to fucking with helmets on only. There is the personal element mentioned above for Calamity, but not gonna lie when I say it's mainly fueled by both enjoying the idea of saving the "INCREDIBLE privilege" of seeing the other emote during sex until later down the line. Also, Spider definitely seems like a half-dressed quickie kind of guy when casually fucking guardians/lightbearers to me so. Honestly I could expand on this specific detail of their dynamic, but obviously I won't because it's not even the point to begin with. 😭
🍋: What is your OC's most painful memory?
His early guardian activities on the moon, which for the moment is mainly the Destiny 1 story there. It's definitely a case of someone having experienced plenty of traumatic shit, but there'll be an extremely specific experience that'll hang heaviest over them. As well as growing averse to certain elements and what not that were present in the environment.
I'll be honest by saying I don't really have any specific scenarios thought up for now, but I will say that overall Calamity does develop a bit of an aversion to going to the moon in general.
🍍: Where does your OC feel most comfortable?
While Calamity is a pretty sociable guy, I'd say it's definitely when he can be Alone and Unbothered(™). Similar to the helmet explanation, they're super relaxed and comfortable when there isn't any concern for having to put that mask of complete composure on.
Considering all the shit he's up to both in the canon story and elsewhere, it's nice to just simply exist without anyone else perceiving you. Excluding his ghost, Cola, of course. I'll also say his actual friends are exceptions too, when they're in a more private setting than like a bar or simply out and about.
🍑: What sort of traits does your OC look for in a Significant Other?
This is kind of a difficult question, because I don't really see Calamity as someone who's interested or all that concerned with a significant other in a dating sense. I definitely wouldn't call Spider his signifcant other, regardless that he manages to worm his way into Spider's genuine good graces after a long while. His Warlock pal (my warlock oc) wouldn't necessarily be a significant other either, even though they are very close and could potentially have what might typically be called a romantic relationship way later in their friendship. Both mentioned dynamics are kind of that intimate yet not really one type of friendship/relationship to me personally, and by that I mean I really don't know how to accurately word them other than "that's just how they are" lmao.
So, I'll try to answer this in a general sense. They tend to be attracted to self-assured people, for starters. Obviously, nobody is without even the briefest moments of insecurity, Calamity included, but he typically hangs around folks that have at least a good idea of what they want, who they are, what they're good at, etc. He'll also warm up much faster to people who tend to be a bit distant as he is, compared to someone who might unintentionally be kinda too nosy or "too much" for him to tolerate when he's wanting said person to like, just leave him alone and let him open up on his own. (even if it is well-intentioned and/or not even annoying to the average person, if that makes sense).
This is super vague, I know, but [shrug emoji].
🍒: Has Your OC had their first kiss yet? If so, with who?
Well, as far as a "first kiss" goes for his current life, it was probably with some other guardian he casually fucked if I'm being real. That means it could potentially be my warlock oc, but honestly I'm unsure if/when they fuck or if he's fucked before then.
🍆: Does your OC have any favourite form of affection, physical or otherwise?
To be honest, Calamity is a sex enjoyer, first off. While he does have very casual sex with others besides Spider and my warlock oc, when I say he's a "sex enjoyer" I'm referring to the close relationship he has with both of them (later on in life of course) which is what makes it that much more enjoyable for him since he has a greater degree of comfortable intimacy.
Besides that, he's honestly not much of a physical affection kind of guy if it's not in private. That means hand holding, cuddling, etc. is not something they're particularly fond of doing in front of others, especially in public spaces. Also, even in private, Calamity typically needs their own space after awhile, so he's not one to cuddle for hours or something like that.
I'd say he's more appreciative of compliments, gifts, and above all, being allowed to exist in his own personal bubble of space. It seems redundant to mention at this point, but it's important to him! However, those affectionate type of gazes from across the room/table/etc. will definitely get to them too. (in a good way)
🍰: What's something your OC counts as unforgivable?
While Calamity tends to be a bit self-centered and selfish honestly, I'll say that they can be very cutthroat about someone hurting a genuine friend of theirs in some way. In the more lighthearted "oh we should just kill them" way as I mentioned in an earlier question, but also like, Calamity will absolutely despise the offending person of said friend as a bitter, petty yet very strong grudge. Calamity doesn't just count anyone as a friend! So to see someone who they genuinely trust and are close to be hurt in some way, he's rolling up those sleeves for a fight figuratively and literally.
This does not extend to Spider though, but again, their entire dynamic can be a whole post on its own.
🎂: Has your OC have any contradictory interests or traits to the first preception people have of the? How do they surprise people?
I guess what I mentioned directly above counts for this question, since Calamity is typically characterized as this distant, blunt person, but when he's around those he's genuinely comfortable with, they're relaxed, cracking jokes and laughing, etc.
I'll also mention that Calamity is definitely an animal person too! Most likely a very distant echo of a past life/reset maybe, but he's really drawn to learning about fauna and the kind of guy to simply observe animals in the wild while he's out and about on patrols and such. :] So you know Calamity is totally down to have a cat nap on his lap or a dog jumping up on him and all that other good shit.
He likes the ocean too. Calamity would be a "stare out at sea all day" kind of guy, honestly.
Another distant echo of a past life/reset is that he'd totally be a music guy!! Meaning, if he had the time or drive, he'd learn to play an instrument for sure. That and he genuinely enjoys dancing. :]
🍩: What's a crime your OC is most likely to commit? What's a crime they're most likely to get arrested for?
The guy is a glorified (and later, favored) errand-runner for Spider, that list grows like every month at this point, I'm sure.
🍹: Does your OC have any funny anecdotes told about them?
Bruh, I feel like regularly fucking Spider is a "funny anecdote" on its own lmfao.
A more accurate answer is probably the belief that Calamity is the one who killed certain raid bosses. I'm talking about the ones that debut in the story, are defeated there, but aren't truly defeated until later on in a raid. So, adversaries like Crota and Oryx, for example.
Calamity has to explain "yeah I faced them and pretty much softened them up for the actual raid team to take them down for good. But still, you're welcome for dealing with that." pretty much lmaooo.
I do alot of projecting of my own gaming habits onto Calamity's guardian career, so I think it's fun to include silly details like that!!
🍻: What's your OC's favourite comfort ritual? How do they calm themselves down after a rough day?
Agh, I don't think this is all that canon compliant, BUT the ideal way for Calamity to unwind would be strip off that armor, get comfortable, go for a relaxing swim, shower afterwards, then chill.
🥃: If your OC was in this universe, what would be their favourite show/book/band/social media platform?
Not exactly a correct answer for this question, but I have to say that Calamity would probably actually have an Instagram or Twitter where he might post a picture or two; or even a simple status every once in awhile, but he'd hardly be active on it. Even when it gains alot of traction as his canon young wolf role grows over time lmao. He'd follow friends if they ask him to, etc.
Calamity would also like using emojis unironically.
Spider: "Location for drop. [attached info]"
Calamity: "👍🏽" or the funnier alternative, "🫡"
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Can you explain things you want to happen to Johnny in the next sing movie(or project or if they make a graphic novel) mine is that he makes his own song.
Ooooooo, thank you for the ask!!!! I'm so sorry in advance, I'm gonna ramble here lol. - <3 Gooseless
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So I actually want a few things to happen in the next project (the continuation fic is essentially all of it lol), but I would definitely agree on the original songs front! That's for sure on my list.
One of the main things though, the biggest one actually, is to continue with Johnny's storyline as a queer allegory. We've already faced familial acceptance in the first movie, community acceptance with the second movie (though I have so many issues with how the dance class was handled), and it would be nice to just wrap it up with personal acceptance. And that might seem out of order but it actually isn't in a lot of cases.
I know, for me at least, I spent so much time right after coming out defending my place and my identity to the world around me that I never really took the moment to process I could just finally be myself, and that it was ok to exist. I feel like a storyline like that with Johnny would be amazing, as there are numerous ways to go that route, like romantic (please, I want to see Rynny more than anything, PLEASE) or personal (Johnny finally putting out boundaries with his workload).
This would be an awesome storyline to see through either of those lenses, with a romantic arc featuring Johnny and Ryan being able to use a much more obvious way of showing this, especially if Ryan has already reached personal acceptance. Why that is is because throughout his previous storylines, Johnny has a specific support system for each, with familial being the troupe and community being Nooshy, so it would make sense if the love interest in this scenario, Ryan, took on that role this time around. It works really well in this option as it leads to really cute moment possibilities of the characters, particularly Johnny, just letting himself exist and have something for himself. And I will admit that I feel this is the best option for this storyline, as it is pretty blunt and up-front with the coding then, just like Johnny's other storylines, but also allows Johnny to have something for himself (his identity and his relationship) instead of how we see all his developments in the past movies, aka being broadcasted to the world and not really giving the kid any privacy. He deserves something for himself. And I feel like a relationship with Ryan could be that thing.
But like I said, you could work it as personal as well, with Johnny finally putting forward boundaries with Buster due to the workload the man keeps assigning the poor kid. I feel like a good support system here could be Ryan (if they are in an already established relationship) or his dad and uncles as they would have life experience to advise him on the matter. Johnny is heavily overworked throughout both movies and it seems like the expectations for him are really high, so a moment of him just letting himself exist as the ordinary person he is would probably be very therapeutic for him.
I personally wish they would go in the series direction instead of another movie, allowing for more detail to be poured into the characters, and that is kinda the format in which the continuation fic is written, in a way easily translated to a series. However, I have posted an idea for a Sing 3 set after a time jump around Johnny's story that I'll link below. It kinda goes into the previously mentioned wants for a series but having those already happen and mainly talks about ways to get queer rep around hate groups.
So yeah, I really want to see a personal acceptance journey for Johnny, letting the kid see he doesn't have to fight for who he is or his place anymore, he can just be Johnny, however that looks like.
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Here's the Sing 3 idea thing!
#... I did not think I would type that much#I'm so sorry if this doesn't make sense!#im also sorry for rambling this much#being brief is not my strong suit lol#the rynny shipper in me just really wants them to get together#the cultural and media studies major in me really really wants this to finish out the allegory#and you can easily do both!!!!!#sing#sing 2#sing 3 ideas#sing johnny#sing ryan#sing rynny#rynny#though i should say this now. i will be boycotting anything that has specific actors in it due to their statements about a literal genocide#i dont give a fuck they wont ever get a penny from me#so sing 3 (if/when it happens) is likely going to be ignored by me entirely :) just a heads up#im also a fanfic writer so ignoring canon is what i do most of the time anyway - someone who retconned the entire ending of sing 2#i also changed so much dance stuff because it just hurt my brain#look i can excuse a lot of inaccuracies in stuff but i draw the line at sports i have done and medical inaccuracies
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okay okay hear me out:
you (mavericks daughter) is married to OUR LOVE BOB FLOYD and just the family dynamics of all of you (+ and rooster of course)
like imagine bobs face flushed adorbale red as the rest of the group tease him and mav just being happy you found love but still being still protective of his daughter
JUST AHHHHHHH. BRAIN ROT THAts taking up my life (+ i’m going to see top gun again on friday and i’m practically pregaming rn)
now i literally read a fic like this called the captain's daughter by @callsignhoney and that was truly amazing so if you need a proper fic, this is the one! but i will do my best to give you some headcanons of my own because this idea makes me go crazy :")
also i envy you so much rn i am so tempted to see top gun again but my parents would be having my head if they learn i wanna see it a third time-
when mav learned that the two of you were dating, i wouldn't say he necessarily had a fit, more so he was just worried for you
because he's self aware of the pain he caused for penny (thanks to amelia)
of course he knew bob was a good kid, so respectful and kind, but that didn't ease his worries
because he knows the risks of him being out there in the sky
despite these worries, he saw how happy you were when you were with bob so he left it alone and supported you two
rooster, being basically your adoptive brother, had all the same real concerns over you dating one of his fellow pilots
but he knew if he had to pick one person to date you, it would definitely be bob (or phoenix)
so he was glad to find out you two were a couple
could you imagine the heart attack he would have if he found out you liked hangman lmao
and when it came time, mav and rooster were approached by bob to ask for their blessing, they could feel their hearts burst
mav was honestly so proud and happy that bob even asked for his blessing
and rooster just smiled and clapped bob on the back in approval
"wow bob, i can't believe you're going all out-"
then mav gave him a fatherly smile and-
"i'm confident they'll accept your proposal and i'm glad you're gonna become a part of this family"
bradley nodded along as well but he leaned over to whisper in bobs ear
"but if you ever do anything to wrong them, you won't have to worry about mav, you're gonna have to deal with me"
and he just backs up and smiles at the man
bob of course is equal parts happy, wanting to cry of joy, and terrified of what he got himself into with your family
ultimately, you two tie the knot
you wanted to just elope and get married at the courthouse, but as soon as mav even heard of the idea, he begged you to at least have a small ceremony
and of course you caved for your father
so that small ceremony only included mav, rooster, penny, amelia, and the gang
yes it definitely took place on the porch behind the hard deck
and after the ceremony and reception, it was time for you and bob to head to your honeymoon destination
but before bob hopped in the car with you, he was confronted by both mav and rooster
and they all exchanged hugs (with mav a little teary eyed his kid is growing up so fast)
and then here came the fatherly lecture
"alright, you two be responsible while you're gone"
rooster cut in "that means wrap it before you tap it, floyd"
cue mav elbowing him and rolling his eyes
"not just that, but also being aware of your surroundings, drinking responsibly, you know the works- i want both of you coming home to us safely you hear me?"
and bob just smiles and "yes sir, i understand"
and off you two went
fast forward a couple years
even now, mav and rooster are still protective of you
the six of you (including pen and amelia) decided to have a little family hangout on the beach
and while bob and rooster were throwing the football with amelia and penny went to get some drinks, your dad approached and sat beside you
"so, he still treating you right?"
you just roll your eyes slightly and chuckle
and mav pats your shoulder and laughs as well
"you know he is, i feel like i should be asking if you're treating pen alright instead-" you just raise an eyebrow at him
and he blushes and rubs the back of his neck
"amelia would have my head if i wasnt, so i'd say i'm doing alright"
and before the conversation went further, a ball was tossed in your direction
to which, you caught
"hey! why don't yall get off your asses and come join us?"
heres some random hcs that don't really have a place in the above part-
bob, rooster, and mav will totally have a guys night together (and sometimes hangman, coyote, fanboy, and payback join as well)
before they leave bob gives you a kiss goodbye and rooster just yells back "i'll make sure this guy stays in line-"
to which bob smirks and "yeah if you're not going home with someone by the end of the night-"
mav just pats the both of them on the back and "alright we'll be back soon"
now when rooster finally settles down,,,
mav walking him down the aisle
and bob is definitely his best man
and eventually you and bob, rooster and his s/o, and mav and penny (w/amelia) go out on family vacations together
ooh i also imagine rooster is the first to have kids despite you being the one who got married first
so you and bob always offer to babysit
and his kids love when you two come over
you also witness how he is with kids and lemme just say this man was destined to be a dad
he treats them so gently and the way he's so enthusiastic about their interests makes your heart melt
eventually you two have a child (or two) of your own
and grandpa mav is just incredibly proud of his kids and the lives they built for themselves
alright imma cut myself off here because otherwise it'll be wayyy too long
#yeah family dynamics are too cute#bob and rooster are brothers period#mav loves bob like he does rooster#top gun maverick#topgun#topgun maverick imagines#robert bob floyd#bradley rooster bradshaw#pete maverick mitchell
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For the trick or treat ask, I would love to know what are your headcanons about Mawis and their interactions with the other drivers please 🙏🏼🥺?
hello!! thank u !! this is fun to brainstorm !!
god okay i think people who baby-max raced with will definitely need some time to adjust to the idea. one, because lewis was already a legend in the making before most of these guys even entered F1 and two because lewis is .... old. er. older.
but also, and i live in a world where homophobia's a unique disease only a very small amount of people worldwide carry, the grid would be generally really accepting of it all. mainly, probably, because these are two legends of the sport who are absolutely capable of outperforming everyone on the grid and you'd want them on your side. two, because it's also none of their business, really.
lando would love it. at first, he'd be a bit conflicted about max being basically his age (max is only two years older) and having grown up together and then big, legendary lewis hamiton who lando grew up looking up to is suddenly smooching his friend. but he'd get used to it and be really stoked. he'd wedge himself in between as some sort of adopted child, going to parties and going wild with max and martin and then being brought home safe by lewis.
george would hate it. he looks up to lewis in a way that i think he'd sink to his knees and suck his dick if lewis asked. and he doesn't really seem to get along with max (maybe out of some twisted loyalty to lewis/merc, maybe british pride, maybe jealousy). he'd be okay with it but he'd also look away when max chats up with lewis and gives lewis a kiss before he heads to his own garage. he'd probably very loudly Not Have An Opinion which really is a thinly veiled opinion of its own.
checo would look at max like, really? oh. really? and max would nod, maybe lewis would be there and max would squeeze lewis' hand, and then checo pats max on his shoulder and goes on with his day.
daniel would make jokes about it to try and ease the mood, but personally i'd think he'd make max a tiny bit uncomfortable with it and lewis politely laughs along. basically, i think daniel would respond the way he does in the last chapter of three small daises.
fernando would awkwardly congratulate max and lewis, but he's also in a position where he's too old to really care about other's business, so he just makes a few well-meant comments and then changes the subject back to racing.
oscar would. would just 🙂👍
yuki would, like lando, somehow find himself in this position where both max and lewis are completely endeared by the young driver and want him to do well, so it's kind of adoption as far as non-parental colleague-adoption goes. yuki would be totally stoked about this, looking up to both drivers.
alex would be very loudly and sweetly confused and also excited about it. he likes both max and lewis, so it's great for him. he'd be the only one that can make good gay jokes about it. non-offensive gay jokes. he'd also know when a comment from a journalist is meant in a lowkey homophobic way and he'd also glare angrily at it or even answer the question in a completely normal way that fully takes out the gayness of the equation.
charles, to me, feels a bit more distant from both lewis and max than lando or alex do. so, i don't know. i think he'd be happy his friends are happy and he'd make a nice comment on it, maybe even send a gift basket or whatever, but he'd also go back to work and sit happily beside them on the presscon couch the way he does now.
carlos would make jokes about it with max that are supportive, he'd be Normal about it to lewis. i think he'd generally be quite supportive of this relationship.
k-mag would be genuinely stoked and sweet about it, hulk would make an ehhh comment that gets one glare and a half from max and a 'i'm gonna pretend i don't get it'-response from lewis and then he'd know his place. he means well, especially to max, i think.
valtteri would be...valtteri. happy for lewis, that he's in a good relationship, unsure how to Behave. not in a homophobic way, more in a my-colleagues-are-dating way. in an i-didn't-expect-this way. he does smile nicely whenever he sees lewis happy so that goes for max as well
i don't know lance, esteban, pierre, logan, or zhou well enough to make a comment if i'm honest.
christian and all other red bull personell that worked there in and before 2021 will seriously have to Adjust to the idea solely because lewis is and will always be, a rival.
phew! tough question! anything i put here might very not be the case if i'll ever end up writing these drivers interact with canon!mawis, but we'll see! it was fun to brainstorm and also made me realise how little i know some of em lmao
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Son of Saki part 2
Aka Casey raised by Shredder in fic form.
Part 1
"April over here!"
April sighed in relief, shuffling her way through the crowd of people to her purple haired friend.
"Irma! Thank God, how do you always get good seats?" Irma grins, holding out a second popcorn bag to April. Which she took greatfully.
"That's for me to know and for you to wonder." She answers and April rolls her eyes fondly.
Setting the bag down and unfolding a sign from her bag.
"I just managed to finish it, does it look okay?"
The poster in question says 'Hounds go down, Jones is in town.'
"Well it's corny, the pun is terrible and it elevates his ego." Irma nods approvingly "Casey's going to love it."
April chuckles, relieved. "I hope so, I was in a bit of a rush."
Irma shakes her head, fondly. "April you and I both know he'd love it either way. He asked me seven times if I'd be watching, seven!"
April softened as did Irma, as much as Casey was confident and a loud expressive person.
He wasn't quite used to having friends.
And having friends who would go to his game, his first game since delivering his promise to Coach Hedge that he'd keep his grades up.
Something both Irma and April had helped him with, he'd been ecstatic they would come and watch him.
"Looks like Mr Jones is here." Says Irma, seeing a familiar tall man and taking his usual seat.
Any effort the two girls made to support Casey paled in comparison to his father's pride.
Mr Jones was decked out in a red knitted jumper with the schools logo on. One that April was sure he made himself.
He had a giant foam finger on one hand, and in the other he held a giant picture of Casey's smirking face.
"Hey Mr Jones!"
Said man turned to Irma and April and smiled warmly. He had his sons dark brown eyes, crooked smile and definitely where Casey got his height.
Mr Jones was a soft spoken man, but everyone knew he could cuss out the ref like it was an Olympic sport if he felt injustice was being had against his boy.
Said ref visibly flinched when Mr Jones smiled at him.
Somehow managing to look terryfying and polite at the same time.
Irma admired him for it.
"I hope you girls are well." Said Mr Jones. "Yeah, I'm just glad we made it out the crowd out their." Says April.
He puffed his chest out in pride. "Ah, that's my son for you. It seems his return has bought quite the audience."
He wasn't lying.
Casey may be prideful but he wasn't a liar, boy really played like he was born on ice.
And there he was now, entering the rink and eyes lightening up seeing his dad, April and Irma.
April managed to get her phone out and hit record, just as the game began.
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"And Jones shoots, he scores! The Roosevelt Vikings are our winners!"
The girls cheered as did the crowd but even with all their noise, one voice cut through.
"That's my boy! Well done Casey! I'm so proud of you! That's my boy everyone!" Yelled Mr Jones.
Casey was hoisted up by his team mates, throwing him up and down. The smile on his face rivaled the sun and April felt so proud of him.
"He's gonna he riding that high for a while." Said April, with a smile. Irma chuckled "Yeah, but he deserves it."
Before long the crowds dispersed, everyone went their seperate ways and Casey caught up with them.
"Casey that was amazing."
"Nice work out their Jones." Casey grinned "thanks Red, thanks Vi." He was out of breathe, tired but looked so happy.
"Which means I win our bet, you sir owe us milkshakes tonight." Cackles Irma triumphantly. Casey huffed but nodded "a deal is a deal. And Casey Jones honours his deals."
A part of him had been afraid he would lose them the game. April hadn't agreed, Casey had been working his butt off practicing.
Irma had been offended at the idea, had thus proposed a bet. If Casey infact won them the game he would treat them to milkshakes.
If he somehow lost them the game, Irma would owe them milkshakes.
To April either way she got milkshakes so she hadn't objected.
That and the bet didn't apply if the game was lost and Casey hadn't been the reason for it.
Irma was smart like that and now, milkshakes awaited them.
"Casey."
Casey spun around, and tired or not he managed to run into his dad's arms. Who with all his talk of his old age and his back killing him these days.
Managed to effortlessly pick up Casey and spun him in a circle. Before hugging him close.
"You did amazing out their." Said Mr Jones with a soft smile, Casey looked at him teary eyed. "Thanks for coming dad." Mr Jones chuckled "I would never miss my son securing a victory, wild horses couldn't keep me."
"But you didn't know I'd win." Said Casey, letting his fear of losing show.
Mr Jones raised an eyebrow and shook his head. "Seeing you out their is a victory in itself, besides I had no doubts in you. Neither did you sister, I'm afraid she couldn't make it but she was rooting on for you too. And neither did you friends."
He looked towards Irma and April who nodded.
"The only one who doubted you was you. And look at how far you've come. You will always be my pride whether you win or lose." Casey buried his head in his dad's jumper, tear ful.
"Daaaaddd not infront of my friends." He whined but everyone knew it was for show.
"Now, do you have plans for the evening or do you wish to celebrate back home?"
Casey looked at April abd Irma. "I owe them milkshakes, we're going to Gelatos." His dad chuckled "so be it, have fun. Be safe, call me when you get their. And don't pick any fights in the shop, and if you need to be picked up you call me as soon as."
"Dad!"
"Oh okay okay, shoo be gone with you." He ruffled Casey's hair, bid goodbye to Irma and April before leaving.
"Ready to go?"
"Yeah not till you hit the showers Jones."
"Yeah you reek!"
"Hurt, betrayed, wounded by own friends."
"Yeah yeah, hustle it up Case."
And if Casey, while heading to the back of the gym while April and Irma went to wait for him in the library, saw Karai.
Looking down from a window.
Tucked away from view in a way that only he or their dad could see her. Saw her smile at him before vanishing like she was never their.
Than that just made him smile brighter.
#Casey raised by shredder#casey jones 2012#april o'neil#april o'neil 2012#karai 2012#tmnt irma#Teenage mutant ninja turtles 2012#shredder 2012
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