#and theres people fighting over it I assure you no one fucking cares

[hearts4juzi]

can you pass the golden duo headcanons i think you would have good ones

🤲🤲🤲my hands are open ready to catch them

RUBS MY FUCKING HANDS TOGETHER IVE BEEN THINKING ABT THEM SM UVE COME AT THE RIGHT TIME

echolalia. i already said that but. ECHOLALIA. shit gets tossed around. funny words youd find in a dr seuss book.

holding hands, leaning on each other, and lots of hugs!!!! best friends 2 me :(

cassidy wasnt super nice to him when they were alive and she regrets it a lot because of how things turned out and shes super defensive of him now

that being said, she never bullied him and was actively rude to anyone who did. she didnt particularly like him but she wasnt gonna stand for the harassment. if shed known about his party, she couldve saved him and i think she thinks about that a lot

i think eventually she apologized formally and he assured her it was fine and that he forgave her. because she of all people deserved it

he listens to her vent her frustrations. sometimes she reminds him of michael with how angry she is, but he knows how to calm her down and he always remembers shes nothing like michael was

he keeps her company in ucn when being around everyone is too much. hes forgiven them but sometimes things are hard still. sometimes he cant be around them. and she really needs company too. he knows she wont come to him, so he goes to her.

he doesnt like the gore or blood so cassidy will talk to him when theyre stuffing nightguards

hes still scared of animatronics so none of the kids greet him as animatronics. they care about him sosoososo much

evan would do fucking anything for cassidy. anything.

she knows his anxiety triggers pretty well by this point and she knows how to distract him. and vice versa.

casisdy doesnt panic as much as she gets over emotional and freaks out. does that make sense? she has more anger than fear and it fucks her up and hes always there when she gets tired of it.

he does her hair because he died before he could ever do his own. he wishes hed grown out his hair before he died

she encourages any behaviors he hid because of michael. she encourages anything that goes against michael.

shes a terribly influence on evan but its because she lvoes him and thinks he deserved better. he thinks she has enough anger for the both of them. she knows hes right and she hates it because HE deserves this anger.

they fight a lot but its never like cassidy and charlie. if cassidy fought with evan like she fought with charlie itd ruin both of them.

if theyd lived they probably wouldve run away together and been roomates

they like to joke that theyre soulmates (platonically) in both a figurative and literal sense. get it? because their souls are connected in golden freddy? they are my world

when they first meet in GF its tense. they end up caring about each other but theres lots to figure out and understand. she cant yell too loud at him because it reminds him of his dad, she cant play certain pranks on him like she might with her friends because it reminds him of michael.

she learns when to be loud and open with him and when she has to be gentle. he gets used to her shenanigans but sometimes things are too much

shes jokingly mean to her friends but not as much to evan because he doesnt always get its a joke

shed have loved to do his makeup and his nails. if theyd lived and moved out together the first thing they wouldve done is dye their hair and paint their nails and do their makeup and buy clothes they KNOW their parents would hate.

thats all i have in my brain rn they make me sad

#tzu rambles #tzu asks #headcanons

[theriverdraws]

I think Willow deserves to cuss out Amity a bit, it's not gonna kill her.

Also Hunter having a positive interaction with someone for once, maybe more than one person (shocking, I know).

#if you guya ruin this ep for me by overshadowing this ep with ship wars I will end all of you #if I ever do more ship art #or if I go see it #and theres people fighting over it I assure you no one fucking cares #its not been a big problem but I've seen it happen already #and I have enough fandom history on my back to see where this is going #so if you wanna complain and be annoying go do it with your friends or something BECAUSE WE DONT CAREEEE #Ok thats it :) #toh #the owl house #hunter toh #golden guard #willow park #my art #art #huntlow #hunter x willow

[earlgreydream]

rough.

| draco x reader | angst | smut |

enemies to lovers 🖤

anon requested. theyre enemies but deep down theres a sexual tension and one day theyre on vacation and have to stay in one room together

cw: angst, name-calling (degradation), hate-fucking, very slightly dubcon

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“I can’t stand you! I don’t want to stay in a room with you!” You shouted, shoving him away from you.

“I’m just as angry as you! I don’t know how the hell this happened!” Draco snapped, pushing past you into your shared hotel room.

You had gone on vacation to America with some of your schoolmates, and due to a mix up in the planning, you and Draco had ended up in the same hotel room. To make matters worse, the room only had one bed.

Draco was your sworn enemy since first year. He’d embarrassed you in front of the Weasley twins, the boys you had a crush on, and you’d retaliated by tainting the love potion he gave to Pansy. It had started seven years of fighting and backbiting, the two of you always at each other’s throats and never seeing eye to eye.

It had become second nature to fight with Draco. Screaming matches with him lit a specific fire in your belly— different from anything else. It burned through you, igniting every nerve in your body. You thought it was anger, though it proved to be more when nothing satiated the rage, and your mind began to wander.

The electrically charged energy between you was hard to ignore. It was like a live wire, blazing everything in its wake, or an oil spill, turning everything flammable.

.

“Malfoy-” you started, but you were cut off by his sharp glare.

“I was going to suggest that we change quickly and meet the others in the lobby. I was going to ask if I could use the loo, but I was going to give you the courtesy of offering it first,” you hissed, and he shook his head.

“Go, it’s fine.”

You stepped into the bathroom, closing the door. You were desperate for some distance from Draco. You freshened up in the mirror, not taking too long so you didn’t get him even more agitated than he already was.

“What are we going to do about-?”

“We’re going to worry about it when the time comes,” you interrupted, glancing at the one bed.

The bathroom door slammed shut, leaving you alone in the small room. There wasn’t a couch— and the chair simply wasn’t adequate. Ultimately, you both knew the two of you were going to end up in bed together that night, whether you liked it or not.

A deep sigh left your lips, and you grabbed your bag, preparing to meet your friends downstairs. Draco locked the door behind the two of you, and the elevator ride was painfully silent. 

.

“My two favorite people. Sorry about the room situation,” Theo grinned, opening his arms as you walked up to him. 

You stepped into his chest, letting tattooed limbs wrap around you. He kissed the top of your head, grinning into your hair. 

“If Malfoy’s mean to you, you just let me know, okay? I’ll take care of him,” Theo promised you, finally getting you to giggle. 

“Maybe tell her not to be a right bi-”

“Draco, baby, try a little harder,” Theo hummed, kissing Malfoy’s cheek before getting pushed off. You laughed at them. 

Seven years, and you still wondered how it was possible for Theo-- the sweetest boy in the world, to be best friends with Draco Malfoy-- the devil’s incarnate. 

“Come on, we’ll get breakfast then catch the ferry,” Cedric said, handing out ferry passes to your group: Draco, Theo, Blaise, Fred, George, Hermione, Ginny, Pansy, Cedric, and you. 

Hermione took your hand, pulling you from the Slytherin boys. 

“It’s going to be fun. And besides, we’ll only be sleeping in the rooms. It’s not a problem,” Hermione assured you, the girls walking ahead of the others.

“Except there is only one bed,” you muttered, and Ginny and Pansy spun to look at you. 

“Are you serious?” Ginny giggled, and you smacked her arm. 

“It is not funny!”

They held their hands up in defense, though their amusement was clear. You took the subway to the ferry, crowded with American muggles. 

“Careful!” Draco hissed in your ear, catching you ask you lost your balance. His hand went around your waist, pinning you to his chest. 

“M’sorry, I slipped!” you were thankful for him holding onto you, even if you’d never admit it. You gripped the pole for support, trying not to lean into him too much. He helped you off of the train, and you took Theo’s hand as you boarded the ferry. 

“Look at the statue!” you gasped, admiring the skyline and leaning on the railing of the boat as you road to Staten Island. 

“Don’t fall,” Draco came to your other side. 

“Are you serious? Draco, I’m not a child!” you snapped.

“You’re leaning on the railing, and we can’t be using magic to drag you out of the water!”

You shot him an indignant look, and climbed up to stand on the railing. Even Theo looked anxious at your actions. 

“Get the fuck down, right now.” Draco’s grey eyes were wide, and you stared back at him, daring him to touch you. 

“We’re going to dock, and it’ll knock the-” Theo was interrupted before he could finish his sentence. The boat stopped suddenly, and as you caught yourself, Draco grabbed your waist, pulling you off of the railing. 

You shrieked, struggling away as he pulled you down. He refused to let go of you, and you tried to shove him off. 

“Knock it off. And quit doing dangerous shit,” Draco swatted your ass through your denim shorts, making Theo choke on his water bottle. You immediately stilled, staring at him in horror. 

“Did you just spank me?” You gasped, startled. 

He let go of you, answering with only a cold look. You shook your head and went to join the others, Theo and Draco falling into conversation with Cedric and Blaise. 

“What happened back there? We heard you yelling,” Hermione asked, grinning behind her oversized mirrored sunglasses.

“Draco just being an ass. It’s fine,” you said, stealing her sunglasses and putting them on. 

“Come on, let’s go have some fun.”

. 

You spent the day sightseeing, walking around Staten Island before going back to Manhattan. The sun was warm overhead, the summer heat getting to your minds. You’d managed to avoid bickering with Draco most of the day, but now the sun was hanging low in the sky, casting a golden-orange glow over everything. You were drinking cocktails at a place near Times Square, tired from being on your feet all day.

“Tomorrow we’re going to the MET,” Theo said, checking the plans. 

You stayed out late, talking and laughing until the lights of the city had drowned out the ink-black sky. You were tired, a little buzzed, overly hot, and you wanted to sleep. 

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“What the hell was that on the ferry? Do you think you can just-?” Draco grabbed your arm, cutting off your rant that you’d saved until you were in private, not wanting to fight in front of your friends. Your back hit the hotel room door, Draco’s chest pressed up against yours.

“Do I think I can just what? Knock that bullshit little smirk off of your face?” Draco seethed. 

“Tell me what to do!” You pushed his shoulders, though he didn’t move.

“It’s clear that you can’t be trusted to make good choices on your own.”

“That’s rich coming from you-” you hissed, feeling the familiar burning spread through your abdomen. 

“You should learn a little respect,” Draco’s hand wrapped around your throat, the rings on his fingers cold against your warm skin. A moan escaped you before you could stop it, and his eyebrows shot up. 

“Is this what you need? Do you just need to have the bitch fucked out of you?” You squirmed, gripping his wrist and trying to pry his hand off of your throat. 

You were seething, the energy between you becoming intensely sexually charged. You hated yourself for growing aroused, but you couldn’t keep the heat from spreading through your body, and you were becoming keenly aware of your throbbing sex. 

Draco pushed his knee between your thighs, and you shook your head. 

“No, no.”

“No? You aren’t horny and desperate? I know how much you hate me, and I know you’ve been dying to release all that pent up energy. You’re going to be sleeping in the same bed with me tonight, trapped under the sheets with my body. If you don’t act now, you’ll have to go untouched for the next week of this trip...” he smirked, knowing he had leverage, able to see how desperate you were. 

Truly, Draco was desperate for you too. You made him so angry, but you managed to turn him on as you got under his skin. He was aroused now, growing harder as he watched you squirm in pure need. He was waiting to hear you say yes, to give in. He may have hated you, but he wasn’t an animal. 

You bit your lip so hard you tasted metal, trying to hold in a scream. Your chest heaved with heavy breaths, your eyes narrowed into a glare. His thigh was pressed against your sex, and you fought against the urge to grind against him, desperate for friction. 

“Fuck,” you swore, and Draco squeezed your throat, making you whimper. 

“Is that a no, Y/N? Do you want me to let go of you? Let you go finger yourself in the shower?” he mocked you. 

“I hate you.”

“I know. It’s mutual, love.”

“Alright, Draco. Please fuck me. But this doesn’t mean anything!”

He smirked, letting go of you and tossing his shirt aside. You rid your own clothes with his, freezing as your eyes lingered on his naked body. The need and arousal pulsing through your body was overpowering, and just the sight of him was making you falter. 

“Do you need me to do everything for you? Get over here,” Draco’s hand wrapped around your elbow, tugging you toward him. He ripped your panties off, the veins in his hand flexing at the display of strength.

“Draco!”

“Save it.”

Draco hauled you to the bed, bending you over the edge. You struggled, trying to sit up. He shoved your head back down, pressing your chest against the duvet. 

“Are you serious?” you snapped as he gripped your wrists in one hand, holding them at the small of your back. 

“You’re going to lay here and be good or you’re not going to get fucked at all,” Draco threatened, and you burned in shame. You stopped straining yourself to look at him, residing to resting your head on your side, ceasing your struggle against his hold. 

A choked groan left your lips as Draco slammed into your cunt all at once. He buried himself deep enough to where his hips were pressed to your ass, his body bent over yours. Draco slammed into you, frustration powering his rough thrusts. You writhed under his strong grip, moaning and squealing as he tore into your tight heat. Even with how wet you were, your body spasmed at the force. 

It felt primal, rough, and dirty. 

Fucking Draco was scandalous, even for you. The two of you getting so angry that the energy had to be channeled into sex felt deviant, Draco’s cock tainting your innocence with every thrust. 

You felt better than Draco had imagined. Your noises were erotic, encouraging him more than the momentum he was gaining. He kicked your legs further apart, shoving himself deeper into your sex. Your moan was muffled by the duvet, squeezing your eyes shut. It felt like he was tearing you open, and you couldn’t get enough. Your head was spinning, and your fingers flexed, the only part of your body you could move freely against his hold. 

“You’re fucking divine,” Draco breathed, reaching his hand under the two of you. His fingers found the area where your bodies connected, sliding upward through your folds. 

“Draco, fuck, please!” you cried, arching your back as he pressed against your nerves. 

“Please what, love? Are you going to quit being contrary?”

“Yes, I’ll do anything, just please touch me there,” you begged, abandoning your stubbornness.

You buried your face in the bed and screamed, your back curving into a bow as he fucked into you in time with the circles he was tracing with skilled fingers.

Draco swore as you pulsed around him, squeezing his cock as you cried from euphoria. Electricity shot through your limbs, your orgasm ripping through your body. Draco was quick to follow, pulling out and coming over your ass, watching you shudder and throb around nothing. 

As his memories being frustrated with you returned, he continued his assault on your clit, pinching you harshly to watch you writhe and scream. 

“Draco, Draco, I’m sorry, I’ll be nice, just stop!” you squealed, trying to kick him as he overstimulated you. 

He released you as you asked, taking in the sight of your absolutely wrecked body. Your arms were shaking as you brought them under you, trying to push yourself up onto your elbows. You heaved in deep breaths, still trembling as you came down from your high. 

Draco wiped down your skin for you, finding some decency. 

“Hey, look at me. You alright?” Draco held your jaw, tilting your face up. You nodded, and he slid boxers up his leg before digging for something in his jacket pocket. 

“Y/N. Come here,” Draco’s voice was low and husky, his back to you. 

You forced yourself to stand up, your legs weak as you stepped toward him. You followed Draco onto the balcony, where he sat down on a lounge chair. Ringed fingers wrapped around your wrist, pulling you to sit sideways on his lap. 

His touch was no longer aggressive or harsh, but instead moving you with authority. You held a blanket loosely around your body, shielding you from the cool night air. 

Draco didn’t speak as he pulled a cigarette from the box, putting it between his lips. He lit the end before setting the box and the lighter on the table, leaning his head back and taking a drag. He held your jaw, pressing his lips against yours before exhaling the smoke into your mouth. 

He turned, watching the city lights glitter around you. He offered you the cigarette, and you accepted, sharing with him. 

“Our secret?” you asked softly, and his silver gaze connected with his.

“Our secret.”

“Do you still hate me?” 

The corners of Draco’s lips pulled up, and his fingers brushed over your bare back, his hand resting at the base of your spine. 

“Only when it serves me, I suppose,” he murmured, and you fought off a smile.

“You’ll not bite me in my sleep then?”

“Full of questions. I make no promises, I’ve found I rather like how you taste.”

He kissed you then, under the city lights, tasting like smoke and sage and secrets. 

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[leo-interactive-fiction]

How would the ROs react to finding out a soldier MC had been taking care of a stray dog and teaxhing it to wield a sword, Great Gray Wolf Sif style?

Yes, haha, let's see...

E: they release a gasp of worry mixed with confusion as they open the door to you placing the sword in the dog's mouth, "What are you doing?!"

"I'm teaching the dog how to fight. How else is he going to defend our home?"

E blinks, "I-- Uh... No."

R: "I didnt think I was locked up that long. Is this how you do things now?" Your blond companion let's themself in as you're giving your instruction, inspecting the dog, "You dont think theres some other way it could possibly fight?"

"Dont be ridiculous," you steam as you focus on finding a good balance for the blade, "Dogs dont have opposable thumbs. They cant weild it any other way."

"Right. I'm the ridiculous one," R shakes their head hopelessly.

L: "Um, are you certain of this?" L remarks as they take in the view, doubt heavy in their tone, "Why dont we teach it how to sit...or fetch...?"

You turn to them approvingly, "You're right, L. Learning how to hold a position under pressure is important, as is reclaiming their lost weapon."

"Perhaps my suggestion was not worded properly..." they mutter to themselves, thinking up a new strategy towards convincing you off the dog's unnecessary training.

V: they stand silently in audience to your training strategy until the dog understands how to swing the blade semi-effectively by shaking his head. V crouches down and inspects the dog, "A new unit, Commander?"

"That's right," you say, every word taken with utmost seriousness by your blank-faced companion, "He was a stray, but he'll come out a soldier."

V seems to hover their hands over the large dog in apparent fondness, a light in their eyes, "Let's teach him to throw grenades."

P: "What the fuck," the first string of words you hear as the door opens causes you to turn your head up to find P, their expression clearly judgemental, "Again with the fuckin' strays?"

"It'll work this time," you assure them with a serious confidence, "The perfect home defense."

"You said that about the pigeon with the broken wing you found last time," they fume over your attempt to explain the pigeon's dishonorable discharge, instead stabbing a pointed finger towards you, "Teach him how to find a better fucking owner."

M: they sit down with you, a wonderment on their face, "do you think...it'll work...?"

"I dont see why it wouldn't," you return, studying the dog's stance, "He has everything he needs to be the perfect swordsdog. Mobility, flexibility, jaw strength. Now it's only a matter of training."

They dont really understand the reasoning behind your motivation to teach, but they nevertheless offer you a sublime smile, "If anyone...can do it...its you...Good luck...!"

Ra: A small smile crests their lips as they study the dog, "Maybe a small knife would work better! Less conspicuous, and easier to weild..."

"But without the range," you retort, balancing the blade in the dog's patient jaw, "also he's scared of needles, and I think itll be too close in appearance."

"How unfortunate," Raven relents somberly, "but no matter. If you're set on a path, I'll walk down that same road for as long as it takes us..."

S: "What'cha got goin' on here?" S strides light-footedly into the room, stepping around the dog in interest, "Ya ain't gunna sick 'em on people are ya?"

"He's smart," you wave away in assurance, "He'll know if it's an intruder."

"That so? Pretty smart! Maybe he could even--" S stops in their tracks, dashing out of the room and quickly rolling their bike in excitedly, "Put 'im on, this boy's gunna be the fastest pup in the world!"

F: "Ah, curious," F's remarks slowly reach your ear as you're adjusting the sword, "Though unexpected, I'm glad to see you've finally found one of your ilk."

You nod somberly, "Yes, the spirit of a warrior lights both of our heart ablaze."

"Please allow it to turn the rest of your body to ash, as it has your addled mind."

I hope ya enjoy haha

#triaina academy #romance options

[glassesandkim]

ok so anon sent me a rant that i asked for and I want to answer it but under a cut so we don’t have to spam the dash. 

Click under the read more if you want to read me and anon’s rant on grey’s anatomy s17 finale

anon said: “Magston... what the hell lmao. They literally had a whole plot in 1716 about postponing their wedding so they could do it right (with family) and then winston was getting all mad about it and thought maggie was backing out (even though its a pandemic and theyve only been engaged for like what? 3 months tops). Then they flew their older parent/grandparent out (in the middle of a pandemic and severely affects old people), only to have them object to the wedding at the ceremony and then they postpone anyways???? What???? They couldnt have done that over the phone lmao like I liked the idea of magston a lot in s16 but their arc this season made me hate them so much lol. Sometimes I think theyre less developed than schmico (like which writer decided to marry them this season ????? Fireable offence imo considering they have no previous relationship history Im pretty sure and Im pretty sure they were only dating/engaged for like a year???? Even if the show was ending a moving in together/dating/engagment endgame would have worked for them? Anyways).”

First of all: what the fuck is grey’s obsession with marriage?????

It might just be me, but take it from someone who worked in the wedding industry for 3 years, and lemme tell you: weddings are fun, beautiful, amazing, but they’re also hella for the privileged. YOU KNOW IT CAN COST UP TO $700 CAD TO HIRE AN OFFICIANT??? So the job Richard had? He could’ve made an easy few hundies. 

I really hate how fucking fake and badly acted that scene was when Maggie’s dad and Winston’s grandma objected to the marriage. Why did they wait until then and EMBARRASS both of them???? Like you said, what the hell was the point of last episode’s whole debacle???? They could’ve just not done that plot in ep 16 and had them get married anyway in ep 17 and had someone object to their marriage. 

Can’t believe Maggie flew two old people around the country during a goddamn pandemic. How irresponsible is it???? Again, I don’t know if it’s because they’re just way more relaxed in the states than where I’m from but wth....

anon said: Okay and then amelink. I LOVED how amelia was written this episode, but in the context of the time jump it was kind of weird? Like amelia was feeling this way about marriage/more kids for 8-9 months and never even hinted to link that she wasnt interested? And I like to think link respects amelia a lot, so why didnt he bring up marriage again before proposing? Or ask mer/maggie what they thought about him proposing? I can understand her not talking to link about her concerns but I find it hard to believe she didnt bring it up with mer/maggie once in that time frame? Idk it was just rushed and weird. And amelia clearly wasnt okay with the fostering thing and he still went with it anyways lol.

I can’t remember and I don’t care enough to go watch the ep, but did Amelia and Link move out of Mer’s house? 

The only good thing about this episode was Amelia, especially her conversation with Richard (in that not very Seattle courtyard rofl HONESTLY GREY’S PUT SOME EFFORT IN YOUR SETS. YOU KNOW YOUR ENTIRE SHOW IS SET IN SEATTLE RIGHT/???? LIKE MAKE IT RAIN IN THAT COURTYARD TO REFLECT HOW AMELIA FEELS IDK GAWD)

I also can’t believe Amelia would just be like, welp! I guess I’m a double mom now of my own child and this random crotch child that my baby daddy promised to his best friend. And oh ya, I don’t want anymore children but shhh its a secert.

I mean, I know Amelia technically fostered before but ............. (i’ll continue this in the next segment)

anon said: And the fostering thing... Jo’s plot was weird this ep too lmao. Like maybe Im just dumb but they never explained why she failed her background check? Idk this plot would have been a much better season long arc than a one episode arc lol. Although I think the single parent thing might be fun next season (the weird jo/levi friendship will be worth it if we get schmico babysitting)

They didn’t really explain why she failed her bg check. I also don’t know how money can fix her failed background check.

Also how fucking shady is it that Link and Amelia fostered a child? Wouldn’t the foster people want to give a child to a stable family who, let’s think, ARE MARRIED and HAVE A HOME OF THEIR OWN?

Who’s the dumbass in the writer’s room that thought of this ludicrous convenient solution for Jo? Only people with that much money and power can steal children. 

I really thought Jo’s fight for Luna should’ve started earlier and when it didn’t start, I thought it would bleed into next season. It’s not easy to adopt a child. 

anon said: Also is our last jackson appearance on this show really a random facetime with jo? Would have much rather had a face maggie to congratulate her on her marriage (why wasnt he there???) 

Maggie’s kind of his step sister or whatever the f they are. Jackson could’ve taken a break from solving racism to attend his family member’s wedding, right?

anon said: Okay and then the interns... we never actually saw mer teaching them? Im hoping that theres a bigger intern/resident focus next season because of mers new job but now Im not optimistic haha. And why are the residents and interns grouped together? And why was levi so involved with mer’s patient that he wasnt pulled from the wedding to help???????? Its a double lung transplant get the upper year resident in there PLEASE!!! Or at least let him take over the surgery when mer passed out. Cristina would have been doing this shit in her intern year. I assure you he would much rather be at the surgery than the wedding of someone he has never interacted with. And Surely that surgery would have been better if more than 2 surgeons were working on it?????? my ONLY hope is that the time jump means we’re getting helm and levi aged up to 5th years and we get some chief resident/specialization/boards plots for them next year.

i hate grey’s and their ridiculous time jumps and blatant disregard to HOW THIS WILL AFFECT THE CAREERS OF THEIR RESIDENTS. 

I bet, like Teddy’s child, Levi and Helm are gonna be residents for 10 years and never choose a speciality. I want to revoke grey’s rights to call themselves a medical drama. There’s nothing medical about this show.

JUST WATCH MER TOUCH A DIRTY ASS BASIN AND THEN TOUCH A WHOLE HUMAN LUNG WITH THE SAME HANDS

YOU KNOW HOW DIRTY THAT BASIN IS SITTING ON WHATEVER THE FUCK IT WAS SITTING ON??? GET A NURSE TO HOLD THE BASIN. YOUR HANDS ARE STERILE

(Okay, I’m also sure the basin would be sterile but I can’t. I can’t believe in real life, they’d have the same hands hold a basin and a human organ. Someone who’s a doctor or works in the OR, tell me if I’m right. I need to know. )

Also, Bailey taking off her mask when she’s hugging Mer after the surgery. Right TO JAIL!

anon said: And finally... not half of maggies wedding guests ditching the wedding to go stand in a hallway and clap for mer LMAO like they couldnt have done that the next day??? Like I said before, most of this episode was comedy lol.

it’s COVID. Why are people going into the hospital unnecessarily??????

Yes, but you’re right. I gotta watch these eps like it’s a comedy or I’ll LOSE MY FACKING MIND

anon said: Redeeming parts of this episode: merhayes still has potential, need them to stop having the same scene over and over again though. Nico ily and alex get that cheque for sitting there, dancing, and clapping for ellen. Jo selling her shares to koracick... lmao. Bokhee and the other nurse getting their vaccines :’)

LOL @ merhayes having the same interaction. I was telling some people that I’d love for Hayes and Owen to have some scenes and for Hayes to kick Owen’s ass. Because like @schmico-ing said, Owen is a child collector and Hayes would absolutely fucking hate him.

YES ALEX LANDI GETTIN’ THAT DOUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHH. What an amazing job. I hope he gets paid in the 6 figures for his time at grey’s.

I don’t know how I feel about Koracick. I love caring Koracick. I hate asshole Koracick. I feel like they’re two different people. 

BOHKEE <3

Anyways, love your rants. I look forward to them when s18 starts or even whenever you have the odd urge to rant!

#i would go more in depth but it's been almost a week and the process of purging my mind of grey's has already begun #grey's anatomy #gk asks

[triggerhappyimagines]

Headcanons for insecure S/O

yes yes yes you can! i suffer alot with this as well so i fully understand. sorry if i implement a bit of my experience here, as mentioned if youd like me to change anything feel free to let me know!

tw// weight, one curse word

-mod ouma

Korekiyo Shinguji

-once you decide to tell him about your insecurity, hes absolutely baffled

-you..

-you don’t find your body beautiful??????

-it’s probably one of the main reasons he sees true beauty in you.

-of course, he doesn’t express his shock to you to avoid making you feel bad, but he immediately sits you down and listens to you calmly, taking every bit of information seriously.

-he will listen to you intently while holding your hand reassuringly, giving you any time you may need to organize your thoughts.

-once you’re done, he’d squeeze your hand and take a second to come up with words, as hes still in disbelief that you’re insecure.

- he is so so glad you had the confidence to tell him and he lets you know that anytime you feel like this, you are fully allowed to come to him for help.

-as for how he would help you out, i feel he would be really great help, not just comforting wise but in general.

-if you’re having an off day, you would come to him and let him know what’s bothering you. once you’re done, he’d tell you the sweetest reassuring words whilst holding you close and pulling down his mask to give you a kiss on the forehead.

-”I know it can get hard S/O, but every single human is different from the other and that’s no reason to beat yourself up for it. Your own unique body is absolutely beautiful and maybe it will take some time for you to realize that, but know I’ll be with you every step of the way.”

-logical but sweet comforting is Kiyo’s specialty.

-if you one day decide you want to do something about your chubbiness, he will be supportive! he will exersice with you and help cook healthy meals, he’ll also give you methods from different cultures obviously.

-overall a supportive baby who wants the best for you!!!

Nagito Komaeda

-he’s noticed you start acting a little weird for a while, things like wearing oversized shirts or keeping your arms around yourself around him and all your friends.

-once he finally decided to ask you about it, you tried to convince him there was absolutely nothing to worry about, but he’s not dense.

-the boy knows lots on insecurities and self loathing, how dare you try to fool him??????

-anyway, he wont force you to tell him but he wont dismiss it because he’s actually pretty worried.

-once you actually decide to tell him, he’ll be there in a heartbeat to comfort you, giving you advice he wished someone said to him when he was down. he’ll probably say a few wrong things at first but quickly fix it if he notices it upset you! he may be a little insensitive but it doesn’t mean he’ll pruposely hurt you.

-when you were feeling too down on yourself, he’d scoop you up in his arms and lay you on a couch or bed (whatever is closer) and began peppering your entire face in kisses.

-if you allowed him to, he’d also place little kisses on your stomach and places you disliked about yourself.

-afterwards, he’d hold you close and begin asking what he can do to help you feel better. if you decide to get thinner, he’ll help you in anyway he can but reassures you that you should only do this for yourself, not because of him or other people. he will never suggest you doing anything to change yourself though, he loves you regardless and reminds that to you a lot.

-expect him to be constantly complimenting you afterwards, very supportive and understanding boy!!

Gundham Tanaka

-he understands but hates it >:(

-his beloved is unhappy with themselves? but how?

-he’d pull you outside either to a balcony or just some type of nice place to look at the sky to talk to you about it, wants you to be relaxed and know he will be there to listen.

-quickly loses his “i am satan himself” act and listens to what you say, all while letting you hold the Four Dark Devas of Destruction. you both can’t help but chuckle at the sight of cham-p rolling around in your lap.

-once you finish venting to him a little, he’d sccop up said hamster and hold him to your face.

-”Cham-p is not the thinnest little beast in the world, it does not change his immense power and potential to rule over all mortals!”

-makes little jokes like that in attempts to cheer you up, obviously takes your concerns seriously though! after getting a few smiles out of you, he’d hesitantly wrap an arm around you and plop the little rodent back in your lap, his cheeks flushing due to the hug and looking up at the clouds while he thinks of what to say.

-”S/O, regardless of how you may think of yourself, you must realize your true power and worth. Although you might not see it now, your beloved believes in you! You will not be alone through your thoughts or journey, I will be here to encourage you whenever you might feel like this again. Nothing is wrong with the way you are, please keep that in mind.”

-anytime you’re feeling low, he’ll remind you constantly that theres absolutely nothing wrong with how you are and will spoil you for the day, won’t leave you alone to drown in your thoughts.

-genuinely just wishes he could do more for you, but tries his hardest to at least take those thoughts off your mind for a little and make you smile.

-hamster boy just wants you to be happy :(

Mondo Owada

-when you suddenly come to him for exersice advice one day, hes slightly surprised. he asks you what you need to exercise for, and when you tell him you’re wanting to lose weight he’d be kind of confused but agree.

-once you open up about why you suddenly want to lose weight, he’ll be really understanding about it yet kind of angry towards whatever is making you feel that way.

-”Insecure? You’re perfectly healthy though, why is it so bad? S/O, did someone make you feel this way? Tell me who made you feel this way and I’ll beat them to a fucking pulp!!”

-you have to reassure him it’s just an internal struggle and he has absolutely nothing to worry about before he gets too crazy, though.

-once you explain further, he’ll understand and assure you you’re damn amazing just how you are! he finds you so so so strong for being able to deal with that and admires your determination to get your head out of that bad place.

-when you’re feeling down, he’ll hold you close in his muscular arms and try to encourage you, all while pointing out little things he loved about you. he’d also suggest to take you out on a motorcycle ride to take some air.

-he might even let you work out with him for a bit if you want!

-it gets really fun after a while, while you’re doing some pushups he’ll come and randomly start tickling you, leading to you losing balance and giving him even more access to tickle you, causing a literal tickle fight on the floor.

-it all just always ends in laughs and you fully forget about your worries, happy to have your huge and built boyfriend by your side to cheer you up and help you.

Ishimaru Kiyotaka

-first he notices the way you look at yourself in the mirror or how your excitement turns to disappointment when you try on new clothing. he doesn’t ask at first, but he begins noticing more little changes in your behavior and finally decides to come to you about it.

-a lot of worrying

-A LOT.

-he’d frown and ask what it is making you feel like this, sitting you down for you to be comfortable as you vent. once you let everything out he understands a little more.

-does not mean he stops worrying

-”S/O, you have great potential! Do not let these dark thoughts haunt you so much, you are much more than what your mind tells you and I believe in you to see it! I’m here for you always, love. You’re the strongest person I have ever met!”

-he tells you not to tell his bro about the last part though.

-ishimaru is really protective and loving, so on your down days, he would sit you down and let you talk it out and he will give you his best advice then hug you tightly. he’ll point out all your great qualities and give you a kiss on the forehead when he’s done.

-he’ll hold you for as long as you need and provide all the comfort he can give for as long as you need it! after a few days, he’ll leave little notes around places he knows you’ll go to. all the little notes always hold cute little words such as “you look amazing today!” or “remember to drink lots of water!”

-overall just really understanding and caring, willing to do anything to help you. best boy taka!

and finish! god im so sorry for taking hours on this, i got a little blocked of ideas, so im sorry if its a little repetitive or something :( i hope you enjoy this and if youd like me to fix anything please please feel free to let me know! also, if you need anyone to talk to i’m here for you, anon <3

-mod ouma

#drv3 scenarios #drv3 headcanons #mondo owada #ishimaru kiyotaka #korekiyo shinguji #gundham tanaka #nagito komaeda #mondo scenarios #ishimaru scenarios #korekiyo scenarios #gundham scenarios #nagito scenarios #drv2 scenarios #drv1 scenarios #danganronpa headcanons #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa #danganronpa scenarios #danganronpa ships #mod ouma

[yeetussfetus]

square up

ok so this is the piece i was talking about and basically it was something for chrismas (in the story its called life day) so theres that. more notes at the end ig

warnings: fighting, cursing, alcohol, drinking, c h a o s

words: 2205 (damn)

Eli was too tired for a “meeting” with anyone today, but he still decided to hear Agent Kallus out. After all, it was rare that the imperial officer even asked for anything, so it must have been something big. 

And while, technically it wasn’t as big as Eli predicted, it still was something he found weird.

“Please, Eli, I don’t care what you have to do, just please help me out this one time!” Kallus was almost about to drop to his knees begging, and what for, you might ask? Life Day was a little more than a day away, and it was on a Friday. Of course, everyone had thought it would be a great idea to plan a Life Day party for the meeting instead of their usual bullshit, but it didn’t go as planned. 

The last meeting was full of angry names, curses and one (1) knocked out director. So, of course, the only people who had planned the party peacefully were the only ones who made the final decisions. Which, of course, was you, Eli and Yularen. Kallus wasn’t present at the meeting, and Pryce had passed out early throughout the meeting, so neither of them were able to even plan anything. This is where Eli's problems began. 

Kallus was actually looking forward to the Life Day celebration, because, in his own words, “It’s a festive day, what’s more to like?” Eli had a sneaking suspicion it was for something else. And he was correct. Since Kallus wasn’t present at the meeting and wasn’t elected to plan out the party, he had no say in what they served, including drinks, food, and most importantly, the type of alcohol. This is why Kallus was begging Eli to help him smuggle a certain type of beer onto the ship for the party.

Eli pinched the bridge of his nose while he spoke, “Why can’t you just do this yourself?” Kallus stopped for a moment, before continuing, “This particular… the beverage is, well, technically, prohibited in official Imperial territory because its known for being produced by rebellious groups.” Kallus saw how Eli was grabbing his things, probably to leave, so he rushed to the doorway to block Elis only escape.

“HOWEVER,” Kallus continued, “I have placed a shipment to arrive near a docking bay at the next planet that we are heading to. All I need is a distraction and I can bring the shipment aboard.” Eli still looked skeptical, but Kallus intervened, “Not only that, but the shipment is small, only about the size of the meeting table, so it won’t even get in the way!”

Eli thought for a moment, wondering what he should do. “Why do you even want this beverage at the party, anyway? What’s so good about it?” Kallus straightened up, before he said, “I have tasted this drink before it was classified as illegal, and it was the best thing I have ever tasted. I can assure you that this sacrifice will be worth it.”

Well, usually when it's about food, Kallus has terrible taste, but when it's alcohol…

Eli sat for a moment, wondering if he should take up Kallus’ offer, and thought of the benefits and liabilities. Finally, he answered Kallus. “Alright, I’ll make a distraction for tomorrow. What time will the shipment be here?”

Kallus showed a face of relief, before he finally responded “Yes, thank you! Oh- the shipment is at 0900.”

Eli nodded and watched as Kallus walked out of the room with surprising confidence. Eli picked up his datapad, only to realize one thing: Who was going to distract an entire cargo bay? At this he suddenly regretted his decision. He set his datapad down, wondering who he could trust and who was someone willing to even do that. Thrawn? No, he isn’t particularly fond of Kallus. Pryce? Would probably use it as blackmail for something. Yularen… yeah, no, he already gets hungover. That left only you. 

He made a mini checklist that would help him determine who would be best for this task. You were someone he trusts. You would definitely be willing to pull it off. And you definitely could distract an entire hangar. He pulled out his comm and pulled up your number, and started to call you. When you answered, you appeared to be sitting at a table. You looked to someone off screen and asked them to give you some privacy before turning back to Eli. “Eli, what can I do for you today?”

Eli shuffled a bit, before asking, “I was wondering if you could help me distract a hangar bay for some beer.” You tilted your head, and asked “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Eli explained, “Kallus wants to drink a certain beer that's been prohibited by the Empire for the party on Friday, but he still ordered some and they’re going to arrive on the moon we’re landing on tomorrow, and he needs a distraction to bring the drinks in the ship. I was wondering if you were able to distract the hangar while he smuggles the shipment into the meeting room.”

You sat there for a moment, and finally responded with, “Fuck it, I’m bored.” Eli smiled and said his goodbyes before pocketing the comm and walking out of the room towards his post for the day.

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You had already gotten a plan, somehow. It wasn’t your best, but it still was a plan. One of your good friends, Pryce, was talking about how she had to settle a dispute with two stormtroopers that were angry at each other over something, something about it was about a woman named Elisa. The first part of your plan was to acquire a datapad that one of the stormtroopers who was in the feud used quite often and make a fake conversation. You took note that his name was Trenk.

You walked down the hallway, towards the stormtrooper quarters, and stopped at a living area. It wasn’t lavish, but it wasn’t disgusting, either. It was modest. You saw two people in the room itself, and then the same two started to argue. You made your presence known, and as they both were about to throw hands, they saw you enter the room and immediately stopped. You smiled and asked, “Hello. I see that you two are busy. However, I need a datapad from this particular core. The higher ups have noticed some security breaches, and they need some form of evidence to prove their theories. If you have one, or if you know someone in this core to have one, please tell HR.” You were about to turn around when you saw one of them pull out a datapad and hand it to you. You smiled, “Thank you. This will be returned to you in the morning, earliest 0800.”

And with that, you left and started phase II of your plan. When you walked into your office, you pulled his messenger tabs and looked for this ‘Elisa’, and finally found her. Looking through the messages, you found a few that were a little more spicier than the others. You screenshotted them, and then edited the dates to more recent times. You smiled and then put the datapad down for the next part of your plan. You looked at what was going to be picked up that day, on the planet, and made sure that the placement of certain items were going to be placed in a certain way.

With that, you returned to your normal duties until the next day.

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Walking towards the hangar that was picking up items and disposing of others, you saw the trooper who was having the fight with Trenk walking towards his post. You rushed up to him, and held out the datapad. “Trooper, thank you for your contribution- Oh, I see you're not him. Hmm. Well, I saw you with him, so if you could give this to him when you see him, that would be appreciated.” You turned around, and then followed it up with, “Oh, and when you see him, please tell him to refrain from using Imperial property for his personal use. That might lead to another data breach and its unprofessional.”

The trooper looked back at you, and while you walked off you were able to hear his angry tapping trying to find out what you were talking about, and since he only saw one of the screenshots, he wasn’t able to tell they were edited. He cursed and rushed past you, towards the hangar.

You watched as he turned the corner, before comming Kallus, sending him “Now would be a good time to smuggle your drink on”. You strolled past some troopers to see what was about to go down.

When you did reach the hangar bay, you noticed that the chaos had already started. Both troopers had thrown hands with each other, but this caused some of the items that were being disposed of to knock over which somehow caused another fist fight. Then you noticed that one third of the hangar was just fighting each other. The other third were just trying to stop all the fighting, and then finally the final third were cheering the fight on. And in the corner of the hangar, you saw a tarped hover cart was pushing its way towards the entrance.

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Thrawn looked through the security cameras, watching as chaos erupted in the hangar. He saw one person body slam somebody. Another grabbed someone and threw them against two other people who were fighting with each other. Tarkin snickered behind him. Yularen was worried about the cargo, and Eli just stared in astonishment as he saw chaos unfold. He knew you were good at these things: he just didn’t realize how good you were.

Finally, he saw Thrawn reach over to speak on the PA. “This is Grand Admiral Thrawn, if you happen to be in hangar bay 6, please refrain from punching your peers, there is cargo that still needs to be delivered. I repeat, hangar bay 6, refrain from punching your peers. There will be court martials for those who do not comply.”

Slowly but steadily, the four men saw that people were being pulled apart and medics were able to rush in to help the injured. Of course, nothing too serious, but it was a complication in the day. Eli looked at Thrawn, who looked like he just wanted to be swallowed into a hole, while Tarkin was just refraining from laughing. Yularen just pulled out a flask and downed the bottle.

This was going to be a long day.

When the Chimera was able to get back into space, everyone had to attend a mandatory meeting where Thrawn stated that if there was a problem with another peer that they worked with, it was better to work it out without fighting. You just sat in the back, smiling.

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“Damn, Kallus, you really pulled through with these drinks.” You took another sip of the beer that he had brought. It was only your 2nd, since you weren’t an avid drinker, but everyone else was either wasted or just drunk. You yourself were starting to feel woozy. Kallus smiled and took a sip of his own drink. He was starting to get a little drunk himself.

“You know, you’re not supposed to be starting fights.” he said, watching as the others talked amongst themselves. “I know, but then we wouldn’t have any beer would we?” you held up your glass, offering a toast to him. He did the same, and then you both drank the rest of your glasses. You were about to continue the conversation, when you saw Thrawn slam his glass on the table and stumble over, point to Kallus and say, “Square up, bitch.”

Kallus looked surprised for a moment, before asking, “E-Excuse me, sir?” Thrawn stared right into him with anger in his eyes. “Your being too friendly with my wife-” “Sir, she isn’t your wife-” “not YET-” “Thrawn, it’s fine, here, lets go and-” Thrawn finally reached Kallus and just straight up punched him, knocking the blond down, and then just start beating him up. You leaned against the wall as Kallus regained his composure and then grabbed Thrawn's collar and tossed him away before getting up, grabbing his shirt along the way, and then hurling him onto the table. At this point they had everyone's attention. Deciding to document this, and placing it in the wondrous hall of “Times Thrawn should’ve taken his own advice”, you posed in the camera, and then took the actual picture. 

Not looking at the fight in front of you, you study the photo and see Thrawn and Kallus beating the shit out of each other, Yularen panicking, Eli trying to get Thrawn to stop, Pryce posing since she saw you taking a photo, and Tarkin and Krennic seemingly betting on who was going to win. Vader was just standing in the corner. You titled the photo “If you have a problem with your peers, please attempt to try and solve the problem diplomatically.” you saved the photo and then put your drink down to go and help your boyfriend.

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ok so this was actually really fun to write ngl bc halfway i was like “i should just throw this out” and then i watched the meme that made me want to write this and i was like “nah just finish it” so heres the chrismas present. its for u pls take it lmao. 

i need to go to bed. anyway im gonna go eat some tamales goodbye i love you 

edit: tagging @fallenrepublick bc ik u like chaotic shit

#grand admiral thrawn x reader #grand admiral thrawn x you #my bb thrawn #eliiiiiiiiii #grand admiral thrawn #thrawn x reader

[yn-dreamlife]

Can you hear me?

Bakugo Katsuki x reader (hero name: Elementas)

Quirk: Quantification of Emotions (shorten to QoE), basically whatever emotion your feeling strongest (out of six) will allow you to control that element. Your hair also changes to that color. 

Emotions: 

Anger, vivid red, wind

Sadness, pastel blue, water

Longing/Love, white, light

Happiness, pink, fire

Loneliness, black, darkness

Confusion/Anxiousness, green, earth  

Summary: There was a villain attack and as your about to die you think of your last words to Katsuki.

warings: yelling, swearing, angst, like ANGST, character death, blood, villan attack, blood, depression, fluff?

Song: Train Wreck, James Arthur  (I hope that works, I've never done this before) 

Word count: 3206

Laying in the silence Waiting for the sirens Signs, any signs I'm alive still

Coughing I look around me. “Wha-” I place a hand on my forehead feeling a liquid underneath my palms. “What’s happening?” I speak as my ears ring and I see a red fluid on my hand. 

I look around and see the chaos around me. All around me is ruble, I can't see an inch of sky. I look around seeing the dust flying around the air, the small fire scattered around trying to find anything amongst the concrete to consume and stay alive with. 

At least I can't see any civilians around me, thats a good sign. As I continue to assess my surroundings, even with my blurry vision and ringing ears know that the villain is gone, or at least not near me. 

When I finally look down at my own body I wince. There was a giant metal rod sticking out of my abdomen, I guess the adrenaline must be preventing the full brunt of the pain. As I look at it and see the amount of blood being lost I know I won't be saved. 

I don't wanna lose it I'm not getting through this

Tears well in my eyes as the regret swims into my heart. I don't want to die like this. I don't want to die not knowing if everyone is safe. I don't want to die not knowing if Katsuki is okay. I don't want to die in pain. 

Of course every hero knows the risk, we’ve known since we where in high school. But it doesn't mean anyone actively wants this to be there way out. 

Everyone deep down hopes for a peaceful death. Or at least to die with those we love. 

Hey, should I pray? should I pray To myself? To a God? To a saviour who can Unbreak the broken

What if I could make it? What if I scream loud enough? Can I even scream right now? And even if I can who's to say it'll get to the surface? And I would want them to get the civilians first. “Damnit!” I try to yell but all I can manage is a weak whimper. 

“I should be stronger than this!” I said as my throat constricted. ‘God I sound just like Suki.’ the thought of him makes my heart clench. ‘I shouldn't have said all those things. I shouldn't have-’ I was swept up in the memory of my last conversation with him. 

Unsay these spoken words Find hope in the hopeless

“Jesus y/n what is wrong with you?!” He screamed at me. “Like can you calm the fuck down for once?!” 

I scoffed at him whirling around on him. “I need to calm down?! Don’t you tell me to calm down!”

“You're the one who started all of this!” He screamed at me. 

“And you’re the one who flirts with other people!” I fire back. 

He scoffs again, “I wasn't flirting with her! It’s not my fault you're so insecure that you think that you shitty woman!” 

My face drops slightly more sadness seaping into my heart. “Why do you think im so insecure Kasuki? You call me shitty woman every other sentence! You talk about how great other girls are and how strong they are! You-” 

“You know thats just how I am! And I don't talk about them romantically im taking about them from a hero stand point! Shouldn't you be happy now that I don't look down on every single person!” He screamed his quirk popping off in frustration. 

“Yeah I know thats how you are but it still an hurt me you dick! And it’s different when those girls are clearly in love with you!” he scoffs “If you tell me they aren't I swear to god you must be really blind!” I scream again. 

“Of course I don't notice because why would I when I have a girlfriend!|?!” He screams. 

“Do you?!” I shout the words spilling out of my mouth. “Because it doesn't always feel like you want to!” his next words break my heart. 

“Maybe I don't!” I watch his face drop the second the words leave his mouth. “y/n- wait I didn't-” But I cut him off as my alarm goes off. 

“I have to go to work. At least I know they need me.” I whisper bitterly. 

“Y/n wait! We can't leave it like this!” he calls frantically after me. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” and with that I got in my car driving away as the tears streamed down my face. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Unburn the ashes

When I got to work I quickly dismissed anyone at my hero agency as they asked what was wrong. I even ignored Kirishima, who was one of my best friends. “Go ask you ‘Bakubro’” I muttered bitterly at my fellow hero. 

I looked to my side kick, she was nice. She wasn't a cocky self assured teen like me and my classmates where. Both me and her quickly left to patrol. I was happy when she started rambling about the latest guy she found an interest in instead of asking me what was wrong. 

Not that I didn't appreciate my colleagues concern I just didn't want to think about it. Or I didn't want to talk about it, theres no way im not thinking about it. Even now, I couldn't help but tune out my sidekick/intern as my thoughts where consumed with my final words. 

“You never had a problem leaving me heartbroken before. Why care now?” Damnit I know thats not true and yet I still said it. Katsuki always at least texts me after wards, and he’s never left without muttering some form of I love you. I moved to pull out my phone when I suddenly heard screaming. I look up to see five of our most wanted villians up ahead wreaking havoc. I stop my phone Turing to my intern who looks ready to fight.    

Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

”No.” I said placing a hand on her shoulder. She looks at me shocked as I continue. “I need you to help civilians.” 

She hesitates,”But I can help-” 

“I know but these guys are to strong. Please trust me, I want you making it out of this alive. Go help the civilians. If you have to I give you my permission to use your quirk for defense and defense only. Do you understand?” No response 

“Minako!” she stares at me “Please, you're like my kid, don't make me beg.” Tears well in her eyes and she nods before running off and I run onto the scene.

I should have known the second I asked her not to fight that this wouldn't end well. I should of said something to him before I left. I should have- 

  Pull me out, pull me out Underneath our bad blood We still got a sanctum, home Still a home, still a home here

I was pulled from my thoughts as coughs ripped there way through my throat. the pain in my stomach worsening. Was I really going to die like this? Filled with regrets and what ifs? 

No. I still have people to live for. I still have things I need to do, things to say. A man to kiss and marry and love all I can do know is hope. 

‘Please, damnit if someone is out there please help me. I know I don't pray enough, hell I know I don't deserve this but god damnit Im selfish. Im selfish and I want to live longer. I want to get married and have kids. I want to at least kiss him one last time. I don't even have to live, just let me hear him say I love you one last time. let me hold him again.’ 

As these thoughts consumed me I didn't notice the light blooming around me becoming brighter and brighter. 

It's not too late to build it back 'Cause a one-in-a-million chance Is still a chance, still a chance

“Y/N!!” I heard someone scream. “Y/n baby hold on!” he screamed again. My light glowed brighter. 

“Katsuki!” I cried. 

“Thats right! Im here princess I’m gonna get you out of there okay?!” I dint respond knowing he wasn't really answering. 

“Hurry Deku please!” Deku was here? after a moment he spoke again “Riot! Cellophane! Thank god you are here! Please you have to help me I can't blast through the rubble I might crush her!” He cried frantically. 

I saw some rubble begin falling next to me and screamed on instinct. “Oi be careful!!” He screamed. 

“Ground zero!” I heard a familiar voice. 

“S-sensei?!” 

‘What? Easers here? But- he's retired.’ 

“You need to stop shouting, your friends are here trying to help you. We both know they mean her no harm.” I can only assume he nodded because there was no more shouting, but there was also no more anything. Not a single sound. 

And I would take those odds Unbreak Unsay these spoken words

“H-Hello?” I called 

“Don't worry Y/n-chan we’re still here!” I heard deku yell. I sighed relieved. 

“Y/n!” I heard red riot or as I know him Kirishima call out. “Pop quiz whats Eraser heads child named?!” He yells out, and confusion builds in me. 

‘What? He has a kid? Oh my god is the kid here?!’ I thought anxiously. 

“Now!” I hear cellophane or Sero scream and before I knew it the rubble was being ripped away but I saw some coming towards me before I could think I manipulated the earth around me into a ball. 

“Yes!” I heard them all collectively say, except for katsuki. 

“Y/n! You're okay its okay!” He said as I placed the earth back and he ran over to me. He went to touch me but stopped short. “Oh god, princess!” he exclaimed looking down at my abdomen. 

Find hope in the hopeless Pull me out the train wreck 

“We need some help over here! Anyone who has a strong healing quirk get over here now we have a hero down!” He screamed but I didnt care about the pain, I didnt care about the medic. All I cared about was him. 

“You came.” I whispered he looked to me and cupped my cheek. 

“Im always gonna come for you.” He said softly smiling down at me as tears leaked from both our eyes.  

“Im sorry.” I whimper out and he shakes his head. My eyes begin feeling heavier. 

“no no no!” he says shaking me slightly “Don't apologize just keep your eyes open for me, yeah?” 

“Can you hold me?” I whisper. 

“I can't move you if I do-” 

“Please suki, I want to feel you hold me one last time.” I whimper my eyes getting heavier. 

                                                                                       Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

“Well then I have great news, and that’s the fact that I’ll hold you for the rest of our lives but I can't move you princess.” I shake my head smiling sadly. 

“Katsuki.” I hear a soft voice whisper and look to see a teary eyed Kirishima.

“N-no!” he screams at him. “She’ll be fine!” he looks to me now. “you’ll be fine!” I shake my head my hair turning a murky blue. 

He relents and eventually very quickly pulls me off of the pipe. But I don't make a sound, I don't even wince. I don't feel the pain at all my body to numb.  

Pull me out the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out                                                              

I smile as he pulls me into his arms, “Thank you.” I whisper. 

“Anything for you princess.” He cups my cheek and wipes the tears that are still slipping from my eyes. 

“Im sorry.” we say in unison. 

“I shouldn't have been so insecure.” I whisper, and he shakes his head.  

“No baby no. I shouldn't have been so insensitive and I shouldn't have said what I said. I never question my love for you, or me wanting to be with you.” He says placing his forehead on my own. 

“I love you.” I whisper. 

a sob leaves his throat. “I-i love you too.” he sobs holding me to him. I try to lift my hand but I can't. I feel a gentle material curling around my wrist and pulling it around his neck. I look to see Mr. Aizawas capture weapon I smile up at him. 

“Damnit where are they!” Katsuki yells pulling away from me. I see a team frantically running to us but before they get to me I feel my eyes growing to heavy. 

“Be happy...Suki” I whisper as the darkness envelops me. 

You can say what you like 'cause see, I would die for you

I, I'm down on my knees and I need you to be my God Be my help, be a savior who canUnbreak the broken

Katsuki watches as you eyes close, “N-No!” He screams. “Hurry up , please!” He calls out to the people who run impossibly quicker. Once they get there and he has to place you down he automatically wants to hold you again. But he's held back and he sees its Deku who’s holding him back. 

He wants to rip his hand off of him but he can't find the strength in himself so he relents and allows the freckled boy to pull him away. He sees his red haired friend and doesn't hesitate to accept the hug he gives him. 

he balls his hands against the gears of his friends hero costume. “Damnit kiri I can't lose her!” he sobs. No one says anything, theres nothing they can say. No words can comfort the fiery blonde except for your own.  

but he does pull away from his friend as he sees them placing you on a gurney and begin rushing away. 

“Wait!” he calls after them. 

“Sir you can't come with us you have to meet us there its to risky!” A female medic says as sets pumping oxygen into your lungs. 

“I can drive you!” He hears a voice behind him say quickly. He turns to see who only to see your side-kick Minako. He nods and quickly runs to her car. 

The drive there was silent, he isn't even mad at her which shocks both of them. She breaks the silence whispering, “She begged me to help the civilians.” he nods still remaining silent. “I should have- I should have been there.” just then a sob rips through her throat. 

Katsuki looks to her remaining silent for a long moment. “She would have been devistated if you had you gotten hurt.” he whispers. 

“huh?” she glances over to him quickly before looking back to the road. 

“she talks about you all the time, she feels a motherly bond to you.” he whispers. 

“s-she was serious about that?” She asks wiping her cheeks.

“Yeah, maybe because she never had a mother figure or maybe because you remind her so much of herself. But she does, and I know she's tankful for all the civilians you helped save.” The girl nods smiling softly.  

Unsay these reckless words (find hope in the hopeless) Pull me out of the train wreck

When they arrive to the hospital they both quickly run to the front desk. 

“Elementas, I need to know what room elements is in!” Bakugo cries. 

“Mr. Ground zero sir you can't see her yet.” the nurse states standing up and stopping him from running off. 

“Why the hell not?!” He screams fist firing off slightly.

“She had to go straight into surgery.” the woman states calmly. Bakugo grunts as he sits down. 

twenty minutes later the same nurse approaches. “Sir they've already set up her room you tow may wait for her there but when they ask you to leave you-” before she could finish Minako interrupts. 

“Understood.” she says quickly. The nurse nods giving them the number and they make there way there. 

It was another half hour when Kirishima showed up with a spare change of clothes for Bakugo and offered to drive Minako home so she could rest. She only left when he promised to keep her updated. He changed into his civilian clothes before he finally sat down on the chair next to the bed you would soon be in and before he knew it he was asleep. 

Unburn the ashes Unchain the reactions, I'm not ready to die, not yet

When he woke he looked around confused but he perked up when he saw a nurse. “Sir we need to get her settled and then you can come back in.” He nods quickly heading back t the waiting room. The quicker he left meant the sooner he would see you. 

It was fifteen minutes later when a doctor approached him. “How is she? Is she okay?” He asks anxious. 

“she sustained grave injuries. A head wound which concussed her. Five broken ribs, a punctured lung. Not to mention the damage from the pipe in her abdomen. But other than these things she is fine.” The doctor said as he walked away. Katsuki quickly made his way back to your room as he saw your eyes blink open. 

Pull me out of the train wreck Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out Pull me out, pull me out, pull me out

“Y/n!” he called happily. You looked pail, and honestly an inch from death, but never in his life had he been so happy to see you. 

You smiled at your boyfriend as he walked into the room. “Suki.” You whispered holding a hand out to him. He quickly came to your side taking it and covering it in kisses before moving up your arm and kissing your face. He placed a loving kiss on your lips before placing his forehead on your own. 

“Don’t you ever scare me like that again.” He whispered. 

You chuckled but winced. “easy there princess your ribs might not be happy with you for a while.” he says cupping your cheek and you nodded. It was a long day between all the visitors. Wether it was a crying Minako who had heart felt apologies and confessions with you. Or a group of your former classmates coming to make sure you where alright. Or even a soft spoke Mr. Aizawa who came once Katsuki had left to get you and himself some food. 

By the end of the day you where exhausted and you where more than happy to allow your boyfriend to carefully lay next to you only intertwining your legs and holding your one hand with his own while the other rested on your cheek. 

“Hey y/n, what you said about me being happy,” Katsuk whispered and you hummed for him to keep going. “I’m going to be... with you.” with a soft exchange of I love you’s and a sweet kiss after that you where both asleep. 

#katsuki #katsuki bakugo #katsuki x reader #katsuki bakugo x reader #mha bakugo katsuki #angst #sligth angst #fluff #katsuki fluff #bakugo x reader #mha bakugo #bakugo katsuki x reader #kirishima #aizawa shouta

[probably-writing-x]

Fix things for you.

Valerio x Reader

Request by anon: valerio angst - him and the reader broke up on bad terms and everyone’s trying to get them back together, ends however you want?? x

Gif is not my own

Requests are open 🤍

Break ups were never easy. As amicable as some of them could be, they were never simple. In fact, you’d always thought of amicable breakups as worse - surely they just left so much room for feelings to just develop again? Maybe. You’d thought that until you’d gone through your own proper breakup, from your first and only proper relationship so far. You’d never been one to care about settling into any sort of couple, more than happy to flirt between people and never really share anything meaningful. Surprisingly, when you found someone who’d acted in the same way, you’d both found a reason to stop that all together. It had been a relaxed relationship, both of you just feeling so comfortable with each other and not having to worry about forcing anything. You weren’t completely wrapped up in each other but enough that you knew where your loyalties lied and that meant more than anything.

It had taken one very specific argument to end that. Silly, really. You’d grown tired of his constant, obsessive, never-ending drug use and partying. Sure, you were no stranger to enjoying yourself when you went out. But he had become increasingly addicted to that aspect of his life and it had started to consume every single one of his days. You’d asked him to change, fearing that he’d end up in the same way your brother had done - addicted beyond any return. When you’d found him smuggling his drugs into your bathroom instead so that you wouldn’t see him taking, things had blown up.

The argument was messy, both of you bringing up issues that shouldn’t have mattered. You’d kicked off about everything and he’d defended himself and insulted you in the process. You’d told him you wouldn’t watch him kill himself like this. And that’s why you couldn’t stay with him. Since then, the two of you had been avoiding each other at all costs. Well, you’d been avoiding him at least. It had taken Valerio a few weeks to realise his wrongs and realise he’d really do anything he could to rectify it. If only it had been that simple from your end.

“What are we talking about over here?” You ask as you sit down in the spare seat around the table next to Guzmán.

Him, Ander, Lu, Carla and Polo all glance at each other like they’re waiting for someone to come out with a response.

“What?” You laugh, “Have I interrupted something?”

“(Y/n), well it’s just...” Polo starts, “Are things seriously over between you and Valerio?”

“Are you kidding?” You scoff, suddenly realising how all of them were looking expectantly for an answer, “You know it’s over.”

“But you worked so well together!” Lu exclaims, “I’ve never seen my brother so happy.”

“Come on guys, I’ve been through this with him and I made it clear that things aren’t going to work if nothing changes,” You explain, looking around at all of them.

“But you two were just... meant to be together!” Guzmán exclaims, surprising you with his outburst, “I might not be his biggest fan but Lu’s right.”

“Look, I’ve said this to him, and I stand by it. He’s not willing to change anything and I’m not willing to back down,” You defend, “Can we please just leave it there?”

“Alright, lets talk about something else,” Carla encourages, “How are the party plans coming along Lu?”

You’re about to settle into the conversation when someone else comes strolling through the door. He’s the one person you try to fight to not look at but your eyes are instantly drawn to. He walks cautiously up to the table in the common room that all of you were crowded around.

“Hey guys,” Valerio starts, grip shifting on the bag slung over his shoulder.

“Hey man! Here, we’ll make some room,” Ander encourages, starting to shift his chair enough to make room for another.

“No, it’s fine. Take my chair,” You speak up, “I’ll catch you guys later.”

“(Y/n) come on...” Valerio starts with a saddened look in his eyes.

“It’s fine, really,” You roll your eyes, stepping past in just too much time as he reaches out to grab your arm.

“(Y/n) please.”

“It’s not worth it Valerio,” You sigh, pulling your arm away from him as you head out of the room.

You weren’t sure whether you were talking about his attempt to keep you there, or his attempt to keep you at all. Either way, you were right. With the way Valerio had been, he wasn’t worth your time. And you weren’t worth his energy when both of you knew you wouldn’t change your mind. 

Valerio takes a seat around the table and drops his head into his hands, raking one hand through his untamed curls.

“Come on, there has to be something you can do,” Lu encourages, “You two can’t just be over.”

“Try telling (Y/n) that,” Valerio scoffs, “What do you expect me to do?”

- - - - - -

The next day, Valerio flops back into the chair around the table and is met with the same faces, this time expecting a lot more than yesterday.

“I called her, like you said,” Valerio begins, “I told her that we needed to talk, and she hung up.”

The group see the hopelessness in his eyes, the jovial nature drained from him and replaced by mourning for the loss of the one person he’d ever truly truly loved.

“It’s hopeless, maybe I just need to give up.”

“Give up? If you love her, the last thing you do is give up,” Guzmán assures him, watching as Nadia passes by the table. 

She’s walking alongside you as both boys watch their eyes trail after their separate focuses. He was right, Valerio couldn’t just give up on you. It was his own fault that things had ended with you two, his own actions that had caused your opinions of him to change so rapidly. He couldn’t just give up on that. 

- - - - - -

That evening, you’re just about done with this week. Your entire group of friends seemed hellbent on trying to fix your love life, so much so that you couldn’t be certain anymore if it was Valerio that was trying to get you back, or simply their influence. It had become draining already. But there’s still a flutter in your stomach when you hear the sound of tapping at your window. It’s like a pocket of nostalgia locked into such a simple sound. And, just as he had done when you’d been dating, you open the curtains to reveal Valerio on the other side. He always managed to climb onto the roof of your garage so that he could reach your window, on countless occasions.

“Hey,” He says, a little breathless like he’s relieved that you didn’t just leave him out there with no response.

“Hi Valerio,” You smile a little, more as an act of politeness.

“Can I come in?” He asks bashfully, glancing over his shoulder as he was still undeniably fearful of your father basically chasing him off your property.

You nod and open the latch to swing the window open and let him climb through. You still left the windowsill bare as you always did before, learning from your mistakes when he used to knock everything over.

“What’s up Valerio?”

He smiles lightly and wipes his hands on his trousers, “I’m guessing you’ve realised that everyone’s been trying to help me with you.”

You scoff a little, “The walls are pretty thin around school, yeah.”

“I guess I just ran out of ways of trying to get you back- not that I want to get you... not that I ever felt like I got you or ha-“

“Valerio,” You cut in, “I know what you mean.”

“What can I do to prove myself to you (Y/n)?” He drops his arms, “Because I’m trying fucking everything over here.”

“I need to know you mean it. You keep saying that things will change and it will be different if we give things another go but how can I know that?” You sigh, “Theres only so much I can believe without seeing it.”

“Then we’ll have a trial period,” Valerio suggests, “Okay, this was Guzmán’s idea... but he said that we don’t have to start dating again... we could just see how things go.”

You swallow the lump in your throat.

“And Lu said that I need to start treating you better, so I promise I’ll pay for dinner when we first go out. And Carla said I-“

You laugh gently and it stops him from speaking instantly, “They really want this to happen, dont they?”

“They’d be waiting outside if they could,” He jokes, “I guess they know something we don’t.”

You can hardly resist him when he’s trying this hard. Maybe you could never fully resist him anyway. But when his hands cautiously reach out and hold your waist, his head dipping to bury himself in your embrace, you are certain that you couldn’t say no to him again. This already felt different. The way he held you, the way his breathing slowed as he felt the rise and fall of your chest, every piece of him holding so much more innocence than before.

“I thought you never gave second chances,” He mumbles into your shoulder, a glimmer of typical boyish Valerio shining through - you were glad he was still there somewhat. He, after all, was the boy you’d first fallen in love with.

#valerio #valerio imagine #valerio one shot #valerio drabble #valerio blurb #valerio writing #valerio series #valerio request #valerio fanfiction #valerio x reader #valerio x you #valerio x y/n #elite valerio #elite imagine #elite one shot #elite drabble #elite blurb #elite writing #elite series #elite request #elite fanfiction #elite netflix

[leotssukinaga]

Oikawa and Mattsun Fluff HCS

Anon requested:  hiii! can i request fluffy hcs for the seijoh third years? (if all 4 of them is too much u can pick the ones u wanna do) A/N: seijoh’s third years do be hitting different tho. we all know I'm soft for iwa but I chose not to include him n makki for no reason other than I've been up for 23 hours and I didn't have the energy to write more than 2 ppl rn >_< i’ll probably write those two when I wake up tho (also: pls forgive any mistakes im sleep deprived ill proof read this again when im awake and fluent in english again) (also also: lmk if u wanna read the love letter mattsun got bc i did actually write it and if theres interest ill post it kdjsd)

Oikawa:

you'd think Tōru would expect confessions by now, right? and yea he does but NOT FROM HIS FUCKIN CRUSH

he doesn't know what to do and you've never seen him lose his composure like this

you expected him to give you some cheery apology and send you on your way not take 89 days to respond and refuse to make eye contact

so when he FINALLY gets out that he likes you, too, and he never expected that you'd like him back you're over the moon.

well, your first reaction is that he better not be fucking with you

but he assures you that iwa would likely kill him for playing a prank like that

*fraggle voice* whoopee!! you have a Boyfriend now

this boy is soft for u and u only

honestly? he'd probably stop flirting w the fangirls unless u told him not to

bc he loves you and he never wants to make you feel insecure

if you told him not to stop he'd still keep it to a minimum

a playful wink here and there but in conversation? not so much

"So oikawa, a new coffee shop opened in town and I was thi-"

"Really? I'll have to take Y/N there this weekend. Thanks for telling me!"

If he was worried abt how they'd treat you, he probably wouldn't drop your name. He'd still talk about you though, he'd just call you "my s/o" and so on so forth

for the first few months of ur relationship at least you guys keep it on the down low

not that he wants to!! boy is clingy he wants to be holding your hand 24/7 but he cares about you and he knows his fans would eat you for breakfast if they knew

and he wants to spend as much time dating you without people getting in the way as he can

so for the first few months only iwa knows

but if you can hold your own against them then after a while he'll be bolder and more open abt being w u and eventually, everyone will know

and if you'd rather keep it quiet still, he respects that. hell blow your phone tf up tho if he can't be with you physically he's gonna text u non stop

you wake up every day not to a good morning text but to 6 or 7 YouTube links to videos about aliens

and you're just like "morning babe. wanna tell me what time you went to sleep last night?" and he will avoid that question like the plague

he's terrible. you love him

depending on your tolerance, you probably join forces w iwa

bc you love Tōru!! he is however annoying as fuck sometimes and iwa is good at helping you deal w him when he's being Oikawa

but God, you wouldn't change him for the world

you're lucky to have him, and you tell him that every day

Mattsun:

mattsun was a little surprised when you confessed to him, actually

he'd known you for a little while, though not too well

well enough to develop a Historic crush on you, though

when you started showing up to practice games he assumed you were there for oikawa

sad boymattsun hours initiated

iwa gets the brunt of people talking to him just to get close to oikawa but mattsun and makki experience it somewhat too and he thinks that's what ur friendship is

so when you corner him after a practice game with red cheeks and an envelope he assumes it's for oikawa

but you thrust it into his hands and beg him not to read it until he gets home and apologise for your handwriting (which he's seriously gonna ask you about because you have lovely writing??? please write him letters.)

and he's like? is it really for me??

AND IT FUCKIN IS

and it's long and rambly and all over the place because that's you

and he wants to frame it and put it on his bedside table.

you wrote him a love letter.

you called him an asshole in it.

he really, really wants to kiss you

he writes you a letter in return.

you borderline cry reading it and immediately text him (letter writing takes too damn long)

new quest: dating mattsun

quest objectives: find mattsun. go on a date with mattsun. kiss mattsun (eventually)

(no I can't stop with the game references)

by God are you guys cute

mattsun is an amazing bf

suuuper good listener and really good at telling when somethings wrong

and he gives the warmest hugs

you want mattsuns arms around you 24/7

when you've had a bad day and you meet up w him after practice and he hugs you it's like everything melts away

he’ll whisper to you while you hug

telling you how much you mean to him and kissing just underneath your ear

speaking of kissing his kisses are just *chefs kiss*

your first kiss wouldn't have been out of place in a romance movie (more on that later)

but honestly, every kiss from him feels like there should be some big swell of music that matches the way it makes your heart swell

he's soft with it, cupping your face gently, making eye contact as he leans in

deep kisses that last for minutes, but they're never forceful, there's no fire behind them (unless you want there to be... but these are sfw so)

he just. wants to be close to you, wants to show you how much he adores you

he'll pull back barely an inch, whispering something sweet, pecking your lips at least 3 more times before he pulls away completely

always leave you wanting more 😔

back to romance movies: you have so many romcom moments w this boy

they're not planned or anything he's just Like That

will 100% drop the umbrella and pull you into the street to dance in the rain

and pick you up if you need him to, even if you're fighting

doesn't seem like he'd be too big on pda but honestly?

mattsun fuckin worships the ground you walk on

so if you want pda you get it

mattsun: i dont like pda

mattsun the second he sees you: i have to kiss them right now immediately or I'll DIE

this boy reveres you

love him!!! I am begging u

#my writing #requests #haikyuu!! #haikyuu #haikyuu!! x reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu imagines #oikawa tooru #oikawa #oikawa x reader #oikawa toru x reader #matsukawa #matsukawa issei #mattsun #matsukawa x reader #matsukawa issei x reader #mattsun x reader

[wri0thesley]

This might sound like a weird question, but can you go on a tangent in why you love your f/os so much? I just love seeing people be all happy and gushy about the characters they love- it's onee of the best positive things to see here on Tumblr. It makes me smile.

dfnbvkjfgn i mean i can try!!! abbacchio is kind of broken; he blames himself for things that are only kind of his fault, and he dwells on his mistakes until they blow up like massive flashing signs. he throws himself into ways to be distracted - whether that’s drink, or working for passione. i can relate to that. i, too, dwell and throw myself into things, hating myself for it but not breaking the cycle. at heart, he’s a good person - i’d like to think i am too. i feel like we’d be broken together, but maybe we’d also help heal each other? having one another to talk to and to remind the other that not everything is their fault . . . abbacchio was once INCREDIBLY optimistic and wanted nothing but good things for the world and i feel like we could be like that together.

diavolo is just a fucking mess; he’s one of the most powerful men in the whole country but he’s still sitting in the dark in blankets. we could be anti social together!!! i wanna convince him to relax a little and calm him down and have him trust one person in the world for once in his life. theres something really attractive to me personally about the ‘very bad man with one weakness’ trope and i wanna be that for diavolo SO BAD. and we KNOW he’s smart - think of what he must have done to the computer and the plans for the bucci gang for it all to work so flawlessly! i feel like in another world diavolo could have spent his entire life in pursuit of knowledge and we could both learn new hobbies and new things together.

prosciutto . . . oof. prosciutto is SO HANDSOME, let’s start with that. i’m personally quiet and not very self-assured and i stumble and second guess myself - prosciutto does NONE of that. he’s stern and sure of himself and determined (look how long he lasted with his train fight injuries even though he should have died almost immediately!). i find his steely grit honestly SO good. i think he has a softer side - we don’t see it, but i think he does. i just want to be his soft-spoken 50s housewife who lights his cigarette for him when he comes home and helps tension drain from his shoulders. he teaches me to wield a gun and a knife when he’s telling me how to take care of myself and in the end we’re a dangerous couple and a force to be reckoned with, but in private we slow-dance to a crackling gramophone. 

and sorbet and gelato... ok, so i mentioned that ‘bad man with one weakness’ thing earlier? for sorbet and gelato it’s VERY bad men with two weaknesses. i love the idea that at work they are fierce and violent and the rest of the gang is afraid of them - at home, they call each other pet names and rub their noses against one another’s and good-naturedly bicker over the television remote. i love the idea of three of them - that the two of them are protective over me and want to keep me as far away from their lives as assassins as possible. i love the idea that they’d kill for me. there’s so little characterisation for them that i can just project WHATEVER I WANT onto them and NONE OF IT is wrong. 

#nat.txt #self ship postin #im sappy!! #Anonymous

[harley-style]

kallura + langst

keith and allura became a thing in the middle of a heated battle

they kick ass and actually talk things out because theyre both straightforward people.

keith raises concerns about lance's "crush" towards allura, and admits he'll be very much jealous. allura assures him she will talk to lance.

when lance finds out he gives them both a bright thumbs up and both sigh in relief.

lance is screaming inside. not because of allura.

because during keith's stint as the black paladin, lance started getting confused over whether he liked allura or was developing feelings for keith.

eventually, he concluded that while he was infatuated with allura (seriously she was a Woman) he considered the connection between him and keith to be deeper and more meaningful. thus, he loved keith more than he liked allura.

he tried denying it which is why the conversation between hunk and pidge teasing him about allura happens, but the boy loves keith and kept it a secret. during shiro's return and them going back to earth lance comes to terms with his feelings and tries to talk to keith and fails

and then kallura.

kallura's affections are very much real aand are very strong which is why lance doesnt truly resent the two about it. he's never seen keith so settled and happy, so he steps aside.

keith confronts lance about his assumed feelings for allura and lance just coldly ends it with "you dont know me well enough to assume I was in love with allura, keith."

keith is confused, allura is too. shiro suspects but respects lance's wishes to stay silent.

meanwhile, lance is dying inside. it turns out keith only cares about him in a distant, team family sort of way.

he ends up confessing to red, who kind of grows protective over lance, who's heart burns like the hearth of a home. and kind of snubs keith for a hot second before lance gets red under control.

when they get to earth and lance spends some time with his family, he gets the hanahaki disease.

rachel is the only one who gets an answer out of lance and is immediately wary of keith but lance snaps her out of it

NONE of the paladins are aware of lance's feelings for keith except shiro

shiro definitely does cknfront lance about his sickness but the moment he sees petals fall out of lance's mouth he puts two and two together and is promptly horrified

shiro keeps making glances at lance and kallura and its pissing keith off

lance tells shiro off. "I know you're worried Shiro, but the last thing Keith and Allura need is for me to get in between them. Drop. It." "But Lance, you–" "Don't you GET IT? I DON'T MATTER SHIRO. NOT TO THEM. Please...just...leave me be. I'll last till the end."

keith and allura, eavesdropping, wonder what that was all about but cant make heads or tails off of it.

at one point post battle. lance ends up coughing flowers right after the battle, and though he cleans it up, a little blood is left in the corner of his lips.

allura sees this and brings attention to this. shiro tries his best to play it off for lance's sake and lance catches on quickly, but keith isnt having it and has coran check him.

lance feels light headed and escapes to the bathroom

there he pukes a lot of blood and flowers, collapsing but not unconscious.

this is how allura finds him. she rushes him to a pod and NONE of the paladins can figure out what was wrong with lance other than "he's got persistent flower seeds in his lungs"

keith shouts at shiro who visibly flinches but gives in and explains.

the team is horrified.

but they still think lance is in love with allura.

in thus universe the hanahaki is still just that obscure angst trope so theres no known medical record of curing it other than shiro's words of "only if his love is reciprocated"

keith and allura "take a break" from the relationship to try and convince lance that allura loves him

it goes about as well as you could expect. lance sees through the bullshit.

allura tries, she really does. shes so so so so so very scared of losing anyone else she loves so if pretending to love someone she doesnt is what it takes to save lance, then she's damn well going to do it.

as for keith, yeah, he admits he and lance didnt really get on with each other in the start, but dammit, lance has been part of keith's small circle and damn if he was letting anyone else he loved get away from him

nothing allura does works. keith storms shiro's room, who had just assisted lance (who was in the bathroom at the time). keith confronts him and asks why lance isnt cured yet.

shiro stalls and shifts around the issue, uncomfortabel with revealing a secret that isnt his to tell. other than him, lance is the only one with homosexual tendencies.

"Why the fuck isn't Lance cured?"

"Maybe it's because you're using the wrong person, asshole."

Lance has never been more intimidating while standing half naked with only a towel around his waist.

"For fuck's sake, I love you, Keith Kogane. Not Allura. This whole pretending to reciprocarte my feelings plan was never going to work."

"But...you've always been in love with her!"

"I was never in love with Allura! I loved the idea of being her boyfriend!"

"But why Keith?"

"You're his girlfriend. You tell me."

"I think they can't understand why you went from hating Keith to loving him."

"Oh my god. You really thought I hated you? EVEN AFTER SHIRO'S DISAPPEARANCE? I was you literal RIGHT HAND Keith, and your biggest supporter! Just...forget it." Lance leaves the room and cries in his own room. Oops.

From then on Keith and Allura spend the rest of Lance's life left apologizing and just generally beibg a better friend after talking with Shiro. Keith spends time with Lance while Allura fruitlessly spends hours with Pidge and Coran researching for a cure that doesnt involve reciprocation. She fails, but Lance appreciates her efforts.

Some angsty fluff happens with everyone and tears are shed.

Finally, at the end, it isn't Allura who sacrifices herself to the cosmos, but Lance, who, even without Quintessence to spare, went on a separare mission to enact a ritual that enables him to act as the sacrifice instead of Allura. This puts the Hanahaki disease on hold, but he keeps the fact that he paid a higher price to exchange it with another curse a secret. He just ends up coughing the remaining petals

He hugs Allura tight and kisses her cheek. He gives everyone else a tight, heartfelt hug. Hunk hugs him the longest, and Shiro's is the most desperate one.

To Keith, he cups his jaws, Keith grips Lance's waist tight (this is purely platonic, remember that Keith has only NOW found a family worth fighting for and cannot fathom the idea of losing any of them. Read: Shiro.) and doesn't want to let go. Lance looks at him fondly, before dropping two rings in Keith's palm. His final blessing for Keith and Allura.

Keith is full on crying, begging Lance not to go, he can't leave them like this, not like this, there has to be another way. Lance smiles sadly, tells Keith not to worry about it. Allura hugs them both tightly, which prompts everyone else to pile around him as well.

As Lance fades away, he gives Keith one last gift. A flower that falls as soon as Lance's lips land on Keith's forehead.

Afterwards, after a funeral for Lance, Lance's mother gives Keith and Allura their share of his belongings that were divided according to his will. In that box, they find a photo album, Lance's phone, and two letters, addressed to each of them.

#kallura #one sided klance #pining lance #oblivious keith #klance #allurance #kallurance if you squint #but not really #langst #keith kogane #lance mcclain #princess allura #allura altea #volteon legendary defender #voltron #vld #fic??? #fic ideas #lance angst #im so sorry lance #character death #shiro tries #keith tries #no bashing #allura and keith are very pure okay #the timing was just bad #bad communication

[whitetrashjj]

Hi! From the asks pls do 23, 24, 25, 28, 30 for Jiara (sry if its a lot)

It’s not a lot, I wouldn’t have reblogged this if I didn’t want to do them all!

23. who’s more jealous?

JJ is a very jealous person. He knows how hot and brilliant and amazing his girlfriend is and he knows that everyone else knows it. So when she talks to another guy too long or he see’s someone staring he goes all tense and he wants to do something about it. Sometimes he will, sometimes he’ll just sulk instead, depending how self-hating he’s feeling that particular day.

Sometimes Kie want’s to reassure him that he’s the only one he wants, sometimes it pisses her off and she tells him to get the fuck over it and he just needs to trust her.

JJ has slept with a lot of people. The good thing is that most the girls JJ has slept with are tourons and are long gone. That bad thing is some of them are other pogues they are friends with that JJ would hook up with every now and then. The beautiful dumbass in all his obliviousness doesn’t realise theres a problem when he hangs out with those girls at parties, because they are friends, and sex isn’t that big a deal - they used to do it, now they don’t - but Kie hates seeing it so it will typically result in her going over to them and curling into his side, staking her claim with a kiss. On occasion dragging him off somewhere just the two of them to prove some point.

There’s also the life of the party JJ that’s always making new friends and being the centre of attention, and even when he doesn’t have the intention on picking one up those people often include hot tourons. Kie knows it shouldn’t bother her, and that she doesn’t have anything to worry about but that doesn’t really change anything. She’s seen this countless times when they were just friends, how he operates, and she can’t stop her mind from making the connection.

JJ eventually realises how much it bothers her and tries to tone it down a bit, makes sure he’s regularly checking in her at parties.

24. who is the first to forgive?

I don’t really know about this one. I think Kie is very stubborn and self assured so if it means a lot to her she’s not just going to let it go. JJ’s a lot more chill so he probably lets a lot of things just slide off him and move on, grudges aren’t worth holding not with people you love anyway.

25. what’s the one deal breaker for either of them (lack of communication, fear of commitment, etc)?

Not communicating or expressing emotion is probably a big one for Kie. JJ likes to bottle up how he’s feeling when it’s serious and Kie doesn’t like that. She doesn’t want to push him to open up when he’s not ready but she’s also not going to put up with him being closed off to the point of him shutting down and it negatively impacting their relationship. She’s tell him that he need to get some healthy coping mechanisms or it’s going to break them. 

28. who’s the first to distance themselves (if either)?

The disapproval from Kie’s parent’s finally get’s to JJ, and mixed with his own insecurities he starts to pull away. Kie notices that’s he’s pulling away and confronts him. It either leads to him shutting down and them getting into a big fight and break up, leaving them both heartbroken and pining and trying to pretend they are fine.

Or JJ snaps and tell’s her the problem and she reassures him that she loves him and she’s doesn’t care if anyone else, including him, doesn’t think he’s good enough for her because she does, and she doesn’t want anyone else.

30. who’s the first to blame themselves? 

Is there anything I’ve said that will make you think I’ll say anything other than JJ. That poor insecure boy will always blame himself. 

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ANGSTY (JIARA) RELATIONSHIP ASKS

#jiara #jiara headcanons #anon #lara answers

[writing-the-end]

Exodus- Part 5

Previous Chapter

An Edolas Hermit Story (AU Belongs to @theguardiansofredland )

A stranger has been found in the forests of Edolas, unconscious and unanswering to the questions the Edolas Hermits have. Who is he, and why does he look like a friend they lost long ago? Why is he so badly wounded? Why does he have a broken clock? 

Why has the ocean stopped taking Zed and Tango’s wishes?

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Part five is my favorite part- I’ll tell you that. Finally reaching edolas, and getting to have fun with the wacky characters that Red has come up with! And, since Edolas is a world of opposite hermits, we decided that yes- Jellie is a dog. A good girl. 

Warning: This story contains general dark elements and language

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“Jellie! Come here girl!” Scar whistles, clapping his hands together as he continues along the dirt trail through the forests of Edolas. Tall, cozy spruce trees offer a fresh pine scent, the detritus beneath Scar’s shoes a tangle of soft needles and bark. The dark wood offers a muted, calming sensation for Scar. 

Jellie barks off in the distance, but doesn’t return to her owner’s side. That’s unusual...Jellie almost always comes when called. The only time she doesn’t is when food is on her mind. Scar hops off the path, following the barking through the winding maze of trees. He picks up the pace as Jellie’s barks turn into a whine. 

“What’s wrong, pretty lady?” Scar whispers as soon as he spots the dark coated dog. Scar’s next sentence falters in his throat as he sees the body. Face down in the dirt, surrounded by stones, an unmoving figure lays. White bandages, fraying and bloody, wrap around his arm. Brown, wispy hair is dirty with grass and mud, caking down the remnants of a white buttonup shirt. Black trousers are torn and covered with dirt, one leg bloody both on the fabric and skin. In one hand, a busted clock is still firmly held onto- even with the person obviously not conscious or even alive. Scar sighs. “Xisuma needs to stop dumping bodies in the woods.” 

Scar reaches out to pull Jellie away from the corpse, but she plants her paws into the dirt and refuses to leave the side of the person. It’s not until Scar is forced to get closer that he realizes why- it’s not a corpse. He’s still breathing. Holy shit he’s still alive. Scar begins to panic, unsure who to turn to. This isn’t exactly his expertise, dealing with something like this. Who is? 

Scar calls the only person he can think of at this moment in time. Cub. He starts to pace around the clearing, too afraid to get close to the body. Jellie stays near instead, laying her head gently on the boy’s back. Keeping his body warm, her fur comforting. Finally, after 3 times going to voicemail, Cub picks up the phone. “Is everything alright, buddy?” 

“No, everything isn’t ‘alright’. Things are super fucking weird, Cub.” Scar can’t help but snap, looking back at the form still laying in the dirt. “I...I found something.” 

“Something? What kind of something?” Cub’s voice is calm and soothing, a fatherly tone that Scar has come to rely on so much. 

“I...it’s a person. He’s still alive, but...I dunno, I think this is some sort of cult thing. He’s wearing some really nice trousers and shirt, but they’re torn to hell and back. He’s got bandages, and surrounded by rocks and theres a clock and…” Scar doesn’t know what else to say. This is too odd, too much for him all to take in. 

“Take a deep breath, Scar. I’ll get some others to come out, and we’ll take a look at what you found. Just...make sure he stays alive.” Cub hangs up, leaving Scar to the silence of the forest and the occasional whimper of Jellie. The boy’s chest continues to rise and fall, but Scar doesn’t dare reach out and push him onto his back. 

Thankfully, he wasn’t far from the others. Cub, Keralis, and Bdubs appear in the clearing, all stopping dead as they see the body. Bdubs shrinks behind the others, peeking over Keralis’s shoulder. “Oh my god…” 

Cub stoops low, taking a gentle hold of the boy’s unharmed arm and checking his vitals. His pulse is steady. “Let’s get this kid to the infirmary. Looks like he needs it.”

Keralis helps Cub gather the boy in his arms. Scar can’t help but watch with Bdubs, both a little too shocked as the others roll over the body and see his face. It’s covered in dirt, caked with sweat and a little bit of blood. But it looks exactly like the face of a person they thought was long gone. No, that’s not right. It’s just coincidence, people look the same all the time. Scar won’t entertain that idea any further. They just need to focus on getting to the infirmary.

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Wind blusters across the sea, white capped waves pounding against Zedaph and Tango’s bare legs. Behind them, sand whips and scratches at anyone who dares to be in it’s path. 

But no amount of wind, not hell or high water will stop the duo from their daily ritual. When even Zed’s beliefs change, this is still constant. A tradition, no matter what else is going on around them. Tango’s elegant, cursive writing is slipped into the clear glass bottle that Zed had brought. Tango opens a single, white feathered wing to protect his friend from the angry sand behind them, daring to blister their skin from the beach. He stays silent as Zed whispers out the same wish every single day. “Please, bring him back.” 

Salty tears fall from Zed’s eyes, mixing with the ocean around them, just another drop in the sea awash with their pain. They’ve been doing this for years, but every time it still feels as fresh as the day they lost him. Zed caps the bottle, and throws it out with all his might. Beyond the angry turmoil of the surf. 

The two remain ankle deep in the ocean, silent and staring. Searching for some sign, any sign that their prayers have been answered. They know it’s impossible, but they still do it. They saw him sink, trapped in the ropes and sails. A gentle smile as he assured them everything would be alright. 

But it’s not alright. Tango and Zed are without their best friend, left with a hole in both their hearts. A bed empty in their shared apartment. Zed rubs his tearstained face into Tango’s shoulder, comforted only by his large white wings as they wrap around Zed. The two are about to return to shore, until Zed feels something brush up against his foot. 

The bottle. It returned to them. Zed picks it back up, and throws the bottle again. Beyond the surf once more. “No, no. You go out to sea.” 

“It’s never done that before.” Tango breathes. He feels sick to his stomach as the bottle returns again, carried on the white waves back to rest at his feet. He stoops low, plucking the bottle as it brushes against his legs. It has to go out to sea. Every single time Impulse showed them this tradition, he said the sea would take their wish. And grant it. He takes off, flying well past the waves, dropping the bottle into the sea. 

But by the time he returns to Zedaph, the bottle is back in his friend’s hands. Zed’s anger grows, grabbing the glass bottle. What was once something the two teased to Impulse, was now their only lifeline, their only way to process and grieve his loss. “Take the fucking wish!” Zed screams, reeling back and throwing the bottle as far as he can. He stumbles into the sea, collapsing to his hands and knees. “Take the god damn wish and give us our friend back!” 

Tango pulls Zed back to his feet, careful to be sure he doesn’t get a mouthful of water and drown. Drown like Impulse did. Zed’s cries turn into quiet prayers, angry curses at the gods who won’t listen and desperate pleas to those that will. Wishing for a miracle they know will never happen, but still desperately beg for. 

The two retreat, grabbing their shoes and rolling their pants back down. Fighting the heavy wind and stinging sand, neither look back. Because they know it’s sitting there again. Spit back out by the ocean. 

It’s a quiet walk back to the guild, back to town. It always is quiet, both lost in thoughts and memories. Of easier days, warmer days. When the sun was warmer and shone through their best friend’s smile. When laughter filled their apartment so loud that their neighbors- even Cleo- would yell back for them to shut up. 

Zed is the first to notice that things are busy with the guild. Joe nearly knocks Tango over, running to the infirmary with a handful of bandages. Zedaph looks at Tango, both sharing confused looks, before following after the mercenary. Inside the infirmary, most of their friends are there too. Talking in small groups, trading information in whispers and passing papers. 

Tango grabs Mumbo as he makes his way towards the exit, fingers wrapping into the leather of Mumbo’s jacket. “Mumbo...what’s going on?” 

Mumbo turns, smoothing out his mustache and hair. He’s the only one that doesn’t seem at all frazzled. “Eh, Scar found a body out in the forest- turns out the body is still working. Now they’re trying to figure out what the fuck is going on. Stuff way beyond my capacity, dude.” 

“A person?” Zed echoes, frowning. 

Mumbo shrugs. “Yeah… though he kinda reminds me of Impulse. Looks exactly like him.” 

Zed and Tango share shocked glances, and Tango immediately lets go of Mumbo as they sprint past the others, ignoring the shouts. Mumbo simply shrugs, walking out and sauntering to the nearest bar. Not the strangest thing to happen to him. 

"Should've known you two would come." Cub states as the two barge into the room. 

"Is it really him?" Zed's voice betrays his disbelief. He wants it to be true, for all those gods he's dedicated himself to finally be answering his prayers. Tango flutters closer, peeking around the blinds to see.

"I...I truly doubt its Impulse. He just looks like him." Cub sighs, watching the hope on the two's faces collapse. They creep closer all the same, getting a good look at the stranger in the hospital bed.

Dark brown hair, wispy and unruly, frames a pale and weak face. Even unconscious, the stranger's brows are furrowed together as if he's thinking through some complex problem. He's wearing a torn up white shirt, the buttons lost or in the wrong hole and the tail of the shirt untucked. His hips and legs disappear under the bed's covers, but one foot has been pulled out. White bandages wrap around his ankle, spots of red slowly growing. 

And then there's his arm. Opposite of the arm that the stranger's IV is protruding from, red and black catch the pair's attention. Underneath a slick coat of medicinal salve, angry red skin and dark burns surround a series of letters and numbers tattooed under the skin. Zed points to the arm opposite of him. "What is all that?"

"We...aren't really sure." Ren whispers, setting his quill down from taking notes. "Scar thinks its some kind of cult thing, Xisuma says maybe an experiment of sorts. But without him awake, we won't be able to tell for sure."

But while Zed is focused on the tattoo, Tango can't take his eyes off of the stranger's neck. Black, blue, and purple marks ring  around the skin, the surrounding area inflamed. The bruises are tight against the person's neck, nestled at the juncture of jaw to spine. Right on his trachea. 

Cub notices Tango’s gaze. "Someone else did that, poor kid. Someone tried to kill him. And nearly succeeded."

For Tango and Zed, its like seeing a ghost. It looks exactly like Impulse, from his hair all the way to the dirt under his fingernails. But it can't be true. This isn't really Impulse. Just someone who looks like him. But how much they both want it to be real.

Tango looks up, seeing fluorescent light glinting off of something on the bed stand. It’s not like anything else in the infirmary- dirty brass against the sterile white and silver of the room. Tango flits over the bed, picking up the item. It’s dented, with the clock face ripped open. Trapped at twilight hour, not quite daylight and not quite nighttime. “Was this with him?” 

Cub nods. “I don’t know why, but he wouldn’t let go of it. Even unconscious, we had to pry his fingers off it.” 

Zed peeks over Tango’s shoulder and wings, violet eyes taking in the damage. It’s quite broken- but not destroyed. The two look at each other, then the stranger, and finally the clock. “We… let’s see if we can do something with this.”

#edolas au #edolas hermits #hermitcraft au #dystopia au #edolas impulse #impulsesv #hermitcraft impulse #edolas scar #goodtimeswithscar #gtws #hermitcraft scar #edolas cub #cubfan135 #hermitcraft cub #edolas mumbo #mumbo jumbo #hermitcraft mumbo #edolas zedaph #edolas zed #zedaph #hermitcraft zedaph #edolas tango #tangotek #hermitcraft tango

[gaming-thoughts-by-an-idiot]

Fallout 3:

Game, makes it very obvious that this isn't the way to go:

Me, a dumbass: I see I cant walk through here but those rocks look easy to scale

Game: you cannot go this way, please go back

Me: D:

Me, thinking to myself: I wonder if I would be able to survive this fall..

Charon: be careful

Me: I'm always careful ok, lord, asdfghjkl almost fucking died fuck

"I paid 2k caps for charon to protect me, but here I am... babysitting this ghoul, bcuz one shot and hes down, I gave him 19 stimpaks but does it help? NUUUH, he just HAVE to fight every fucking bug."

Charon: this place is not safe

Me: no shit/its the wasteland, nowhere is safe/you say this about my house too/you don't say

"Did I... did I really get stuck on some fucking rocks?!? Ok no fuck you, this, this is why I save constantly. Ok well no, I save constantly cuz charon is a weak bitch."

"You have the texture of 'fuck off' written all over yourself, and yet... my marker tells me to walk here"

"Oh wow, glitchy bushes... heh bush"

"Oooh, looks like they used pavement here... or is it the game's way of saying 'please stop scaling the walls, theres npc on this road', bcuz aiit"

"Oooh I see people, they're green, better holster my shishkebab... who named that weapon anyways?"

"Hello fellow humans, how are you doing?"

"Oh god... I remember this shit place, uuuggghhhhhhhhhhh... I dont WANNA talk to some old tree fuck ok? I played Ocarina of time, I dont need anymore tree creatures talking to me... except that one in dragon age origins, hes cool."

"Noooooo, I dont wanna help youuuuuu"

Some old tree munk dude: it's been a while since anyone visited us--

Me: what, I just grabbed this note from a scavenger? I thought..

Father birch, the bitch: he doesnt like waiting

Me: well the punk ass bitch can wait forever

"Omg one of the options are 'ha ha ha! What the hell are you wearing?' This game really gets us gamers, like, thank you. You put my actual thoughts into the game"

"I've said this before and I'll say it again, why does all the old people legit look like raisins?? Its like someone who's never seen an old person, draw one based on only what they've heard... wrinkles and tired"

"Tree father birch, tha bich"

"Treeminders? Me too, I mind the trees"

" 'We're His people', like I'm sorry, treeminders is a religion."

"Ok ok ok, so, they're named after trees... and my character is called Elm, bcuz it's a pun on my name... I swear if some weak ass bitch took my name imma burn this tree bitch down"

"I've been here less than a minute and I'm already lost"

"Oh my God... its Groot"

Old man birch: he is the one who grows--

Me: like most men in the morning

"I'm actively looking for someone named Elm"

tree fetish man: we keep him safe from those who wish to exploit him--

Me: I might, I think I did once in a bad playthrough...

Old raisin dude: we shun technology and--

Me: ah, you're amish, but fucking loco.

"Aiit so, i love this game, and you can see they're moving their lips to the words, they blink and move their eyes... they're like legit good.... but why are you a raisin, dude"

"Purification ceremony? Is it because I slept with Nova? It is, isnt it?"

Old man raisin: you drink the sap

Me: sounds like a specific kink, but with extra steps.

Nasty tree man: the sap will clear your mind and body

Me: unlike other fluidly things to drink from beings, those will give you poisoning

Birch the sap guy: I assure you, nothing bad will happen to you

Me: uhuh, that doesnt sound rape'y at all

"Can... can I sit in his chair? Imma sit in his chair. Nothing happened damnit"

Father of the sap people: please drink from the sap basin

Me: bitch, look at this! Its nasty nature soup. It looks like hermaeus mora soup

"Hey ho, let's go"

Game: the basin of purification is filled with some sort of thick, viscous sap.

Me: thanks, I hate it

"Woo my character is high"

"Does these people spawn here? Like make kids and shit?"

Father creep: soon you will pass peacefully into sleep outsider--

Me: imma stop you right there, excuse me???

"Oh cool, where am I now? Oh god, it feels like I'm on nuka shine"

"I'm lockpicking a door up that's called 'damp cave', and I won't even say the joke.... hehe vagina"

"Oh crap oh frick oh shit!! Mirelurks!! AAA KING"

"Ooo nuka quantum "

"Oooh! I didnt even see the creepy old tree dude, I was like where the fuck is he but lol, I walked past him ehehe... fuck hes creepy"

"The only time I've ever heard the word Mariposa is from my friend's nickname for her brother and also that one Barbie movie"

"Imagine your god calling you a weirdo"

"I'm not even gonna repeat that sentence, all I wanna say is that 'that's some fucked up porn shit fam' and let's leave it at that"

"Imma kill the tree dude, he wants this"

Old father raisin and his raisin wife, argue:

Me, stuck to listen: please let me move

The old raisin tree couple: yes let's ask the outsider

Me: please don't

Leaf mother: my husband is dumb, but lets spread our God's treeness into the wasteland

Me: jesus christ

Leaf mother: harold wanna save the world

Me: no he wanna fucking die, hes a millennial

"Old people don't look like this, she looks like her face is gonna slide off"

Charon: be careful

Me: CHARON WE'RE INSIDE A TREE

"I'm disappointed I have not found a single Elm"

"I see no Elm up here, but me"

"God, harold the tree is fucking horrifying... imma do what leaf mother thing"

"I swear to fucking god... charon just died AGAIN, no, you stay there I'll do this on my own, you walking suitcase"

"Mirelurk kings, or as I like to call them, sea voldemort"

"Fuck off voldemort"

"Ok either I'm remembering something different, or... oh wait shit, zelda fish, water, save the fish princess!!! Aaaa, I was like, damp nasty red place... probably tree. But no"

"So harold the tree god, said the last thing he remembered is that his buddy got knocked over and then he had a tree sapling on his head that talked to him... maybe? His friend??? Is the sapling???"

"Hehe, I let the tree man suffer forever"

"Saviour of oasis? Well, only cuz the tree dude really creeped me out tbh"

"Pff I got the 'poplar hood' and I thought it said popular"

"I FORGOT CHARON OH SHIT"

"Ok, nooow I can go and get gifts"

"Thank god I'm done with that place..."

#fallout 3 #gamer thoughts #fallout game #light cursing #charon fallout 3

[comradekatara]

Pls tell me random things about the modern au

sure!

please keep in mind this is not chronologically-ordered because i am far too pomo for (scoff) linear narratives

(* = chell’s contributions)

suki drives a truck, and said truck is a legend

azula goes to harvard, despite her objectively terrible character (ohhhh shots fired!!!!) 

zuko doesn’t try very hard in school, because he knows that if he were to actually try, he would feel worse about azula being better than him (he’s not living under ozai’s roof––anymore––so it doesn’t matter) but it’s way too easy to trick her into taking naclo, which is where he shines. it drives her crazy that he won’t tell her his score. “you just wont tell me because you know i did better than you” “….maybe :)” “UGH ZUKO JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU GOT!!!!!!!!” 

the day before aang’s first day of high school, sokka gently tries to inform him that he is too old to be wearing heelies 

toph isn’t allowed on any sports teams due to her blindness, so she fights the administration every single day, and (physically) fights random people just for fun, and they so desperately want to punish her for it but she is a genius wunderkind pride & joy of their institution and they know that unless she gets really out of line, their hands are tied. but they still refuse to let her play sports 

“suki’s nervous because today’s the day of the Big Game,” sokka tells zuko. zuko can swear he said the same thing yesterday. and the day before that. and the day before that. it is always the day of the Big Game. when zuko asks katara about it she rolls her eyes and says, “don’t be stupid, the Big Game only happens once a year.” and so, the concept of sports continues to wear on his sanity 

azula’s all, “i swear to god, if sokka is valedictorian i will burn EVERYTHING to the GROUND” and zukos like “why do you even care youre not even in his class” (but it’s the PRINCIPLE of it, zuzu!!!!!!!) 

aang has a really big dog named appa, and a flying lemur named momo. no one questions this 

it is very apparent to everyone except for mai and zuko that mai and zuko are not happy together. mais not “in love” with “ty lee” what an idiotic thing to even suggest 

toph’s favorite joke is stumbling into nothing and then yelling “OW! watch where you’re going!” to which zuko sighs and says, “toph theres no one there” and tophs like “no i can swore i bumped into something” and zukos like “no. u didnt. u know u d––” “mustve been your closet, then. EYOOOOO” 

sokka refuses to admit to himself that the reason he “doesnt do” relationships is to keep himself from getting hurt (see: yue). katara not so gently reminds him that if he truly “didnt do” relationships, then why does suki practically live in her house. 

katara thinks clubs are stupid and school spirit is lame but then she finds out that their school doesn’t have a straight gay alliance so she starts one. no one joins except for toph, who just sits there in the corner and eats peanuts with a wide smile, staring straight ahead. 

in his senior year, aang finally gets to be the mascot the night of the Big Game. everyone comes back just to support him. zuko has not set foot in his hometown in at least three years, but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t support aang’s dreams. (plus he’s pretty sure katara would kill him if he didn’t.) once the Big Game starts (the first and only Big Game zuko ever attends), sokka notices zuko staring really intently at the field, and that he has been for about a half hour now. he’s like “whats….goin on??” and zuko mutters, “i’m trying to figure out what sport theyre playing.” sokkas just like “oh my god” 

suki and sokka miss their prom because they got too invested in their game of monopoly. toph humbly accepts their crowns in their place. the teachers are just like “wait who even let her in here isnt she a freshman” 

katara plays hockey. azula does track and kickboxing. they are both fierce, violent, and terrifying. both katara and azula tried to join suki’s roller derby team, but suki wisely rejected them both because they were, in her estimation, “not a good culture fit.” she told them the team was already full.*

zuko, suki and toph are in a band. their music is very lyrical and also very screamy (only suki and toph get to sing, natch). believe it or not, aang is their biggest fan. aang plays the triangle and the flute and the harp, which you might think would not exactly fit with their style, but they do invite him onstage for gigs sometimes and somehow the combination is excellent.*

katara is a mediocre student. zuko is great in his literature classes and his art classes and kind of tragic at everything else. nevertheless, they try to study together. mostly katara just comes over to zuko’s house and scuffs up his coffee tables and eats a lot of food out of the fridge. zuko considers this direct action against his terrible father, and he loves it*

azula is obsessed with sneakers. yeah that’s it that’s a whole bullet point*

suki’s truck is disgusting and made up of a seemingly boundless mess, but there are three recurring themes that are most apparent when you enter: weed, construction equipment for some weird building project she never tells anyone the details of, and other girls’ underwear*

katara thinks sokka is a narc for having gotten jet suspended. “he called in a BOMB THREAT, KATARA” 

sokka is the head of the science club. because he loves science. toph and suki are also in the science club. because they love watching (and listening to) things explode. 

everyone agrees that debate should be renamed “sokka and azula fight for 90 minutes.” azula spends a week drafting up a foolproof argument, manipulating the whole class into picking said topic, and then pretending its unrehearsed, and sokka spends no time in saying “nope. thats wrong.” on days where he chairs the debates, azula always wins because he’s forced to remain impartial, and no one else can out-debate her. it is on those days that he goes home and proceeds to rant about how everything azula said was wrong and why. 

katara and azula also fight, of course, but never in a structured setting. sometimes it ends in bloodshed. toph enjoys egging them on way too much. 

sokka is constantly misplacing his possessions. that is, when neither zuko nor suki are around to personally keep track of all his belongings. he loses his phone about twice a day. he’s checking the chem lab to see if he left his phone in there, but azula is already there, presumably to work on a lab. she offers to call his phone for him, and he types his number into her phone because she is too embarrassed to admit she already has his number (and a tracking device in place but thats not important). unfortunately, azula is the one to locate his phone, so she sees that her contact name is, “ZUKO’S SISTER??!??!!!!???!???!!??!!!!?” she has never been more offended in her entire life. 

katara is always threatening to beat up anyone who so much as looks at aang funny. no one would hurt aang, though. everyone loves aang. 

sokka loves art class. he also hates art class. he likes that he has a structured time and space in which to paint, and he loves painting. he hates that his paintings always turn out looking like wet garbage, especially compared to those of the guy who sits near him, who clearly is not even trying. he is the rich to sokka’s jeff. at least in sokka’s mind. sokka will oft complain about “that asshole who thinks he’s too good for art class,” but suki pays him no mind and rolls her eyes. until one day, when sokka and suki are being particularly annoying and making out in the middle of the hallway, which is particularly upsetting for zuko because a) that is Hot Guy From His Art Class and b) he will either have to wait for them to finish or politely ask them to move, as they are right in front of his locker. he says, “do you mind moving?” and he means this as politely as possible, but sokka is like “wow what a haughty bitch” so he just holds his index finger up as if to say “one second” and that is that is such an asshole move that zuko has no choice but to yell “what the fuck?!?” far too loudly. it leads to a kerfuffle that eventually lands them both in detention (suki was an innocent party and sokka is more than willing to take the fall for her.) their detention becomes a breakfast club meets war balloon, and sokka actually sort of tells someone about yue. that’s weird. why’d he do that? neither of them know. zuko has no idea what to say. well, this is awkward. another half hour passes. sokka idly mentions that they could totally find a way out of this room by crawling through the vents and then climbing the beams in the gym and after that it’s only a matter of finding an open window––and not getting caught. this is a joke, a completely hypothetical joke, of course. zuko’s like, “let’s do it.” sokka’s like “oh shit this bitch is crazy,” but, y’know, they pull it off. they run out of the school and keep running and only stop when sokka has the dawning realization that if any of this goes on his permanent record that definitely lessens his chances of getting scholarships. but zuko assures him that mr. bumi doesn’t actually give a fuck, and then offhandedly mentions that he sort of gives him the creeps, and sokka wholeheartedly agrees. this prompts more and more conversation, as they just kind of wander about various streets. once they finally realize that it’s gotten completely dark around them, it occurs to them that they may as well have stayed in detention. 

people won’t shut up about the shit that went down at post-prom. “did you see when that one guy…??” “yeah dude that was wild.” suki just smiles knowingly, and so her friends are all “oh did u hook up with ty lee again?” and she’s like “even better. i won monopoly.” 

katara hates zuko for incredibly petty reasons. like, “he took the last popsicle out of her fridge” petty. then, she very obtrusively finds out that hes gay and is immediately like Oh We Are Friends Now. zuko’s life has suddenly become so much more convenient now that katara is no longer being mean to him that it actually takes him a while to realize that katara is being actively nice to him. 

they talk about waves in physics, and it shakes toph to her core. later that day, she asks sokka to explain what colors are to her. he does not do a good job. starts talking about plato’s allegory of the cave, and the double slit experiment??? what??? zuko explaining that “colors are a feeling” is only marginally more helpful. so toph ultimately enlists suki’s help in explaining to her which colors are lame and which colors are dykey. suki immediately says “flannel.” 

so yes aang may have technically stolen momo from the zoo but its not his fault because momo followed him home and refused to leave his side!!!! 

once mai grows out of her “everyone is an idiot and i hate the world” phase, sokka realizes that she’s actually really cool. they hang out constantly. they have a weekly board game night, and they take turns hosting, which is hilarious because mai lives in a mansion and has an actual butler. their secret handshake is needlessly complicated. zuko tries to pretend it isn’t weird. but…. it’s weird right?? and like, it’s weird that no one else thinks it’s weird???? ……..why does no one else think it’s weird?????

azula is, of course, valedictorian, and her speech is about as bone-chilling as you’d expect. her jokes are too cruel to land. she namedrops harvard about ten times. she manages to squeeze in an offhanded dig at sokka, which makes katara nearly fight her onstage. at the afterparty, azula overhears a conversation wherein one meathead jock whose name she never learned says to another meathead jock whose name she never learned, “oh, but remember that speech from last year??? it was so funny.” this prompts her to have a little too much to drink, which only sokka notices (he showed up for katara and then he was dragged to the party by his friends), so he ends up driving her home. as a graduation gift to her, he says, he changes her contact name in his phone to “Azula.”

sokka has en english teacher who really has it out for him. katara tells him she had him before and wishes she could punch him in the face, and that it’s not his fault that he’s doing poorly in that class. still, sokka begs zuko to tutor him in english. zuko’s just like “you’re perfectly fine at english pakku just sucks” but he agrees to tutor him anyway. sokka’s grades do not improve in the slightest, but he does not care.

the week in which SAT results are expected to arrive, azula is weirdly vigilant about the mail. she makes sure to check the scores and then put it back in the envelope before anyone sees that it was opened. she very casually asks zuko “so what did you get?” and zuko just kinda shrugs impassively and walks away. azula smiles to herself. 

katara comes home one night to find mai and sokka watching a movie on her couch. (the movie is phantom thread and there are tears of laughter streaming down both their faces by the time it’s over.) she’s like “oh hey guys i saw both your girlfriends making out with each other at a party twenty minutes ago,” and sokkas like “for the last time, katara, suki’s not my girlfriend!!” and mai just angrily shushes her because she’s talking over the johnny greenwood score!!!!! smh.

toph never stops yelling at the administration for their ableism. and you’d best believe her valedictory speech blows everyone else’s out of the water. 

#woah this got long #this is what happens when u cant move from bed and u also refuse to do real work i guess #modern au #ur welcome for this novel #asks #sinxaschwarz