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pinkandpurple360 · 6 months
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ITS ME, MAMMON 💚🃏
This man reeks of insecure corporate shame
A psychology theory…
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“And I’ll be like a stepdad, who will love you, when it’s convenient!!”
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It all really started for him in LooLoo Land, the-legally distinct-knockoff of Lucifers more successful Lulu World that reeks of insecure corporate shame.
When he said
“I raised you like the son I didn’t want!”
He was fucking lying his clowny ass off because he wanted a son even more than Fizz wanted a father of his own and Mam has not shut up about his father-son delusion for almost twenty goddamn years
The second image above, and all of the symbolism around it is the foundation of Mammons character and psychology. No really. This was not the introduction of Fizzarolli, it was the introduction of Mammon wearing Fizzi as his face. Vibe checked by a jaded 17 year old owl goth girl who can see through her own pathetic dads fake bullshit. This scene was the foreshadowing of the Musical Special. Everything from the green spotlight on Fizzi, the nasty personality of the robot which was closer to Mammons than Fizzarolli’s. Lots of symbolism. Especially the ripped off reference to Hazbin Hotels “I have a dream” song lyric. Has possible symbolism. I’m actually deeply disappointed the ep didn’t make a single call back to LooLoo Land at all. And Blitz was right there and wasted potential :(
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Shown is a Fizzbot ‘Fizzi’ compared to his ‘dad’ mammon ahh like father like son as they say. Blech. Everybody loves Fizz, does anybody love you, Mammon? (Me, I do❤️)
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So I’m going to get it out of the way and say it, Mammon is giving Leviathan a run for his money (haha money, get it?) because his envy and idolisation of his BFF Lucifer is so great that he’s trying to find his “very own pride and joy”, his own theme park, his own grand circus and adoring fans, and his own wholesome musical child knock-off of Lucifers more popular Charlie Morningstar.
He saw this
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And he thought….
Aw, he so sad here :c Just do this one thing, for him x he’s just a giant evil baby man with four arms and eight eyes
He doesn’t really want a daughter though, he feels like he’d relate better to a (marketable) son. And I think that’s the real reason he made the comment about women not being considered the same way adults werent considered, only implings who want to grow up to be like him. (creepy..! I think that’s what tipped Blitzo off also poor Wally (another orphan like Fizz?) Wally didn’t make the cut 😢 YEET.
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Anyway-His whole dream is being a father and son taking on the world to grow his empire. As long as he steals all the fortune. He must be insecure and full of shame if he wants someone to be his “new face” every year, if you really think about it. If the kid same is the gender as him and therefore a bit more like his own face in that sense, he’s not copying Lucifers daughter cause he has a son. It’s different and not the same at all.
But seriously it really shocked me when he started talking about being like a stepdad, and he was genuinely excited about it too? But this man doesn’t even know he wants to be a father and he’s probably never felt love before in his life. I guarantee this was a first sight “wow this kid kinda looks like me and he has the same innocent look in his eyes as Charlie, he’s mine now”
“I GAVE YOU EVERYTHING”
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This for me. Made as big an impact as Oz saying he loves Fizz. It was very shocking. The opposite of greed is giving, and giving something to somebody is probably a massive fucking deal to Mam and I’d bet he doesn’t even know himself why he gave fizz so much attention
He also doesn’t kill Fizz? He SCREAMS at him, uses big intimidation tactics, sure, but didn’t actually lay a hand on him if you really look? He was fine with being uncomfortably physical and even violent before to him but isn’t now? (Fizz is forever so badass for this moment btw) How strange is that. This whole thing reeks of ‘scorned father’
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Like he’s happy to keep exploiting Fizz but also just as fine in replacing him, even happy to see him possibly fail. So he really has no reason to be this possessive and attached. But he is. Oz says the song is about him and Fizz literally calls his name out and Mammon still ALLOWS him to finish his song he genuinely really enjoyed the song, he allowed him to make his speech, but only intervenes when he quits.
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Why, because he wants the crowd to “love” him it’s very important to him - the money they give him is what he thinks love is. There is so many dads out there who respond to abuse allegations with “but I put a roof over their head and provide security” This is abusive father 101. I guess it could be just because Fizz is beloved by the masses, profitable, sure. But what if it’s because he feels the same way the crowd does about fizz, and doesn’t comprehend why? He clearly loves watching his performances. Even the diss track against him. Priorities.
It is just an extremely interesting concept to me if Mam is trying to copy Lucifers family, but the best thing he can come up with is a Brand Figure to be his “legacy” Capitalists man. He doesn’t understand what love is. But wants it. Wants to buy it. But it’s never enough.
“You are practically in my image”
Is literally another dad thing and to be more dramatic about this it’s the same thing we hear that ‘God made you in his image’ could this be setting up the theme of the show? Honestly my one criticism is that there’s enough sexual relationships in this show there didn’t need to be implications of him sexually interested in the guy he literally sees as his kid. A twisted boss/father story about a deeply lonely orphan clown child and a deeply lonely capitalistic clown spider over-idolising each other and entering an abusive family/work dynamic due to both of their tragic nativité and ignorance about love, is already a very mature story. It’s a 9/10 story but if Fizz and Blitz (an excellent way to incorporate him in the story) talked a bit about Fizz’s orphan status at the circus making him feel like there was always something missing, something Blitz had but he never did, it would have been 10/10.
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fairy-writes · 7 months
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Hi is this where I send requests in? If it is then could I request hc of Dazai, Chuuya and Jouno (if you write for him) with a s/o who has an ability that allows them to change size at will. Like the s/o can go from 1 inch to 30 foot tall in a second and the s/o is very mischievous so they hide in places that shouldn’t be possible to try and surprise the boys. I can imagine sitting on top of chuuya’s hat when he searches for me. I hope I explained this well and don’t feel obligated to do this <3
PRANKSTER
Reblogs and Comments are greatly appreciated!!
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Fandom(s): Bungou Stray Dogs
Pairing(s): Dazai Osamu x Reader
Nakahara Chuuya x Reader
Saigiku Jouno x Reader
Genre(s)/Tag(s): Gender Neutral!Reader, not proof read
Notes: Hey hon! I hope you like your request! It was super fun!
Also I’ve never written for Jouno before so this was interesting!
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Dazai Osamu:
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You have to get creative with Dazai.
Because one: he’s a literal genius and would instantly know where you’re hiding if you’re tiny.
And two: his ability would nullify yours which might make for some very awkward situations.
You already wear special clothes that grow and shrink with you at will so there’s no more embarrassing moments where you are in the nude.
Anyway! Back to Dazai!
Like I said you have to get creative and even when you do, you have a 95% chance of him finding you before you can surprise/scare him.
Probably the best way to scare him is by hiding in his coat pocket.
Just be careful because he puts his hands in his pockets a lot.
You’ve actually ripped his pockets more than once by scaring him.
Well… scaring is a bold word.
More like you surprise him and he acts scared.
“You scared me, my belladonna!”
Nakahara Chuuya:
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Probably the easiest to surprise out of the three.
Your idea of hiding on the brim of his hat when he’s wearing it has me CACKLING.
Like you’d think he’d be able to feel the slight difference in weight but I headcanon that when he’s really focused he kinda loses spacial awareness of his surroundings.
So you take advantage of this when you’re feeling particularly mischievous!
Another great place to hide is his wine cabinet.
He’s lowkey an alcoholic but in moderation?
If that makes sense?
Like he’ll enjoy a glass or two after work every other day or so but nothing overboard.
Chuuya likes to pretend that he has a high alcohol tolerance.
He doesn’t.
I’m getting distracted again.
But hiding in the wine cabinet is a sure fire way to break a few glasses so use this move sparingly.
He doesn’t get mad per say when you scare him.
Just annoyed and a bit embarrassed.
But a kiss to the cheek or lips is a sure fire way to get him to forgive you ;)
Saigiku Jouno:
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Kinda like Dazai, you have to get creative with Jouno.
Like he can hear your heartbeat pretty much at all times so hiding really doesn’t do much good despite him being blind.
He can also hear the rustling of your clothes, the smell of your perfume/cologne, etc.
So you have to resort to using the other Hunting Dogs in your scheme.
And they’re happy to help! (Mostly, it’s usually Tecchou)
Like they’ll hide you in their pockets or up their sleeves so your scent and heartbeat is mingling with theirs.
It takes some work, but ultimately is possible if you try hard enough!
And also like Dazai, he doesn’t get really scared.
Maybe he’ll subtly flinch.
But that’s about it.
He’s also the most likely to get upset with you.
Like he knows you’re joking.
But you’re most likely a fellow Hunting Dog and therefore should act accordingly.
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k1ngdom-of-thieves · 11 months
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May I request gender neutral or female anglerfish reader with Octavinelle so Jade,Floydand Azul?
( they can hunt things twice their size (including eels and octopus)and most of them are actually very small so maybe in their human form they are a lot shorter than the other merfolk, they can make their own light, sharp teeth but also since they are deep sea creatures, the boys wouldn't really know much about them, mostly since they are closer to the surface than the reader). I hope this made sense!!
Thank you so much for giving a little description I would’ve been so lost on where to start. How you enjoy!
Octavinelle + Anglerfish!Reader
Azul Ashengrotto
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Azul was surprised to see someone he hadn’t met before with the other merfolk. At first, he thought it was because you grew up closer to the surface and was incredibly shocked when he found that you grew up farther from the surface than he did.
During Beanfest, Azul was a little worried about how you’d deal with the opposing farmers. His jaw almost hit the floor when he saw you throw the farmers into each other with ease.
Showing you to his family was a lot easier than he was expecting. They loved you and really enjoyed hearing about how different your life was compared to theirs.
He’d love if you would want to work in the lounge. Not just because he’d get another worker. Since you’d probably be the most well-adjusted person with him, he’d trust you with a lot more than what he does with others.
“Can I speak with you for a moment? Would you be willing to use your strength to put up some of the new decorations? You’d be compensated, of course.”
Jade Leech
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Jade had a feeling you were from somewhere completely different from where he was from. What tipped him off was you saying that you had your own source of light. While the reef he lives in is fairly dark, was still some fragments of light that peeked through.
He always knew you were a special case among the merfolk. When he had the “lucky” opportunity to be your opponent during Beanfest, was able to see first hand how hard you could hit when giving it your all.
He finds your ability to create your own light source to be very interesting as well as amusing. He chuckles to himself when he sees you accidentally spook Azul when he walks around the lounge.
The both of you together have the most unbelievable ability to freak out anyone and everyone that’s in the room with you guys. Azul feared that it might bring down sales but there was a surprisingly good reception behind people being terrified while eating.
“We make a rather terrifying pair, wouldn’t you say? I’m kidding, but I do quite like the idea of being associated with you.”
Floyd Leech
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I’m just gonna be honest, Floyd probably doesn’t think it’s that interesting the first time you tell him. He thought it was kinda cool but didn’t put too much thought into it.
That all changed when he saw you take down two spelldrive players on your own during their practice. Now he was running up to you like “Hey lightbulb! That was awesome!” And “You wanna practice with me sometime?”
Be prepared to have him appear at random times just to see if you’ll glow on accident. You probably won’t but he still wants to try anyway.
He loves dragging you along with his deep-sea shenanigans, like bullying Azul and scaring some land dwellers. Rip Ace and Deuce. He’s sure that you’ll fit right in with his family and childhood friends. Well, more than most people would anyway.
“Heyy, nightlight. Feel like taking a dive? Azul said I couldn’t chase the customers so I felt like chasing the fish instead. Wanna join?” he might end up chasing you btw.
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yanderes-galore · 1 year
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ROTTMNT!Donnie with a Reader who went missing for a while, and is found as a mutant(idk something fluffy?) On the run from someone (up to you on who) but runs into him while trying to get away
Yeah! Sorry for the long wait-
Strange Reunion
Yandere! ROTTMNT! Donatello Short
Pairing: Romantic/Platonic
Possible Trigger Warnings: Gender-Neutral Darling, Obsession, Grieving Manipulation, Paranoia, Fear of abandonment, Forced companionship, Stalking, Invasion of privacy.
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It hurts when you feel a friend has abandoned you. It hurts even more when you don’t even know why they stopped talking to you in the first place. Donatello felt every interaction he had with you was pleasant, he felt you two had a connection!
Then… you stopped picking up his calls. No one said they saw you. Even April, a human like you, said she hasn’t seen you recently. Such behavior could easily be considered suspicious, Donatello originally was starting to be upset that you were ignoring him. Then when he came to check in on your home…
You were just nowhere to be seen.
Donatello not only finds panic in this fact, but he’s also incredibly upset. The mutant has not had any sort of companionship like yours that made him feel so… needy. Just as he was getting used to your comfort, it was ripped away from him. It’s as though the world didn’t want him to have such nice things….
Perhaps it was a warning that his fixation over you was wrong, but that didn’t stop him.
His brothers are concerned for him when he doesn’t stop trying to track you. The soft shelled turtle is looking for all sorts of info. Security footage, tracking chips, drones, he’s using every bit of technological info he can get his hands on to find you. He can’t live without you….
It’s as though you disappeared off the face of the Earth….
Donatello feels as though something horrible happened to you, like you died and he couldn’t have stopped it. This causes the turtle to fall into an almost irreparable despair. His brothers try to help him through it, although Donatello doesn’t stay happy for long without you.
Just when he thought someone knew him… they were torn from him.
He’s barely even gotten over it by the time he meets a new mutant in town. A furred creature with… familiar eyes and a voice he seems to recognize. They nearly ran into him, apologizing. Donatello couldn’t stop himself when he muttered something from his lips.
“(Y/N)?”
Calling that name made the mutant pause, staring at Donatello with confusion before something clicked in their mind.
“Donnie?”
It was you… a fresh mutant. A mutant running away from someone…. How could he not use the opportunity?
“What’s wrong? Are you in danger!?”
“Yes- I don’t want to get you invol-”
“No! No, it’s fine. Come with me, it’s best we get you to the lair. It’s been awhile….”
“Fine… let’s go-”
That’s how he got you back to him. In some fated reunion, Donatello manages to bring you back to his home. In his eyes… this is where you belong anyways! The lair is big enough for you to live. Plus, who else would accept you other than a mutant like himself?
When you enter the lair, you’re greeted with familiar senses. Everything’s the same from when you were human… except Donnie’s area is a bit messy. Mostly due to him thinking you’re dead-
A fact he nervously revealed to you before embracing you tightly. He normally isn’t one for skin on skin contact, yet this was a special case. He really though he lost you-
He can’t lose you again if you never leave the lair, however.
Silently, Donatello thanks whoever was chasing you. If they hurt you, he’d end them. Although… now that you’re scared to go on the surface… all your attention will go to him!
This is the only safe place for you….
“Due to you now being a mutant, I welcome you to our family! The lair will be safe for you… No one will harm you here while I’m here.”
“You’re… okay with me living here with you?”
“Of course! The lair’s spacious I can easily make a room for you-”
“Thank you so much, Donnie!”
The turtle’s then engulfed in yet another hug, your fur tickling his skin in a comforting manner. He hesitantly hugs back… feeling content to just be in your arms again. You may be different now, yet he still cares for you.
He promises to make your stay at the lair the most pleasant experience ever! He uses all of his abilities to set up electronics, decorate, and make sure your little living space is exactly how you like it. Anything to make you feel safe.
Because if you feel safe… you won’t leave.
If you won’t leave… then he doesn't have to lose you!
Which means he’ll never have to be alone and experience the pain of losing the one he’s close to again.
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ohmyjinsus · 11 months
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gorgeous
park sunghoon x gender neutral! reader
college student! au || 5.4k
this is literally over a year old and I’m only posting it now I’m the worst and I’m not going to proofread it either, whether or not it makes sense is in god’s hands, it’s also been like 5 and a half years since I played beer pong so hopefully I remember it correctly rip
there’s some underage drinking and y/n has some ~suggestive~ thoughts about sunghoon, there’s just kissing though - we’re also going to pretend y/n has a brother for the sake of this storyline, so sorry if you don’t
summary: you’ve been kind of crushing on this cute guy in your business class for a while now, but like, it’s not like he’d ever like you back anyway, he doesn’t even know you exist …. right?
You don’t believe in crushes. They’re a waste of time and energy, in your opinion. As a college student, dating someone is definitely not one of your priorities.
But of course, that hot guy in your business class exists.
You notice him on the first day of class. He’s absolutely stunning. He always looks so well put together, meanwhile there’s you, who woke up 20 minutes before class started and ran down the street in sweats. You’re sure if he was the one wearing sweats, he’d still look gorgeous.
He’s 110% your type, but you push it aside. There’s no point in trying to get with him. Even if there was, he’s out of your league. You don’t even know each other’s names. Every time you think about it, you come up with a list of reasons it wouldn’t work out. As long as you remember those, you’ll be fine.
That’s what you keep telling yourself, until you actually have to speak to him during your second class.
“Okay everyone, work with the person sitting behind you. Do practice questions 1-5, make sure you write down your answers, and then submit them to the dropbox online. When you’re done, you can leave.”
You look at your friend, rolling your eyes. In every other course, your professors just let you work with the person sitting next to you. You don’t know why this prof feels the need to make life harder for all of you.
The person in front of you is already working with someone else, so you turn around, hoping you get paired up with someone decent.
“Hey,” a voice says from behind you. “I’m Sunghoon.”
You want to throw yourself out a window. He looks even better up close, as cheesy as it is to say. You aren’t even sure you brushed your hair this morning.
“y/n.” He smiles, pulling his laptop closer.
“Last name?”
“What?” He smirks.
“For the assignment,” he clarifies. “It needs both our names on it.”
“Oh, right, duh.” You spell it for him and tell him your student number.
“Let’s get it, I guess.” You laugh, opening your textbook to the right page. As long as you can get through this without making a total fool of yourself, you’ll be fine.
“Okay,” you say, “question one.”
Thankfully, Sunghoon’s pretty talkative and he actually pays attention in class, so he has answers. You agree with them, for the most part, and add things on here and there.
“So for solvency ratios, you divide by net income, right?” Sunghoon asks, focused on his laptop.
“It’s net income divided by liabilities.” You’re pretty sure. But he makes you nervous. “Isn’t it?”
“Let me see that.” You hand over the textbook, letting him flip through to find the answer. You’re about to turn back to your laptop and scroll through your notes when Sunghoon groans. “You’re right, y/n. I’m just stupid.”
“Yes.” His head snaps up. It takes you a second to realize what you’ve said, but you can’t take it back now, so you just shrug.
“Damn, y/n. I thought we were friends.” You shake your head, not sure what to say. You’re scared you’ll just embarrass yourself at this point, so you try to focus on literally anything else.
It’s okay though, because Sunghoon is still smiling at you. You can’t ignore your heart beating a little bit faster. You hate that he has this effect on you. Especially since it’s your first time having a proper conversation with him.
He asks you for the next question, breaking your thoughts.
It doesn’t take you much longer to get through the work. When you’re done, Sunghoon turns his laptop around so you can double check everything. Once you give it the green light, he hands it in.
“I think he said we’re free to go now, right?” You ask, awkwardly. There’s still a lot of people in the room. You don’t want to be the first two to leavy.
“I believe so.” Sunghoon closes his laptop and pulls his jacket on. It looks expensive. You kind of wish you had one for yourself, but you know you probably can’t afford it. “Are you heading out? I’ll walk with you.”
You glance at your friend across the row, who’s still working. Part of you wants to say yes, and see what happens. Realistically, you know you’d be too nervous to say anything. You have no idea if he cares about you enough to continue speaking to you.
“That’s okay,” you tell him, gesturing towards your friend. “I’m gonna finish up some work and wait.”
“Sure,” he grabs his bag and gets up. “I’ll see you around then, y/n.” You nod awkwardly.
“Have a good weekend.” He smiles at you again, and it makes you just as nervous as the last time.
“You too.”
You watch as he heads down the aisle and out the door. As much as you try to focus on your other coursework, you can’t get him out of your head. You almost want to kill him for getting to you like this.
That night, while you’re practicing how to calculate solvency ratios, you’re still thinking of him.
You’ve probably seen him around campus before, but you don’t know anything about him. You have a feeling he’s older than you, but you’re not sure. You put your notebook away and grab your phone, opening Instagram.
It doesn’t take you long to find him. Thankfully, his profile is public.
You scroll through, looking at all the photos of him with his friends. There are some of him alone as well. You can’t help but notice how aesthetic his feed is. It suits him. Your profile is boring in comparison. The odds of him looking at it are slim anyway. You’re not too worried.
There’s a lot of photos of him with one girl as well. You click on her profile, trying to figure out if they’re together. There are pictures of her with some other guy. One of the captions mentions something about their third anniversary.
You breathe out a sigh of relief. You actually have a chance.
That thought makes you stop in your tracks. You don’t need a chance, you don’t have a crush on him. Do you?
You put your phone face down on your desk, opening your business textbook again.
Solvency ratios are a thousand times more interesting than Park Sunghoon. That’s what you tell yourself, anyway.
You have to get this stupid boy off your mind, as soon as possible.
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You pretend he doesn’t exist until you see him in class on Friday.
When you walk into your lecture hall, you pass by him. When he notices you, he looks up and smiles. You try smile back like a normal person, ignoring the warmth in your cheeks.
You find your friends a few rows back, and get settled next to them. Usually when you get bored in lectures, you distract yourself on your laptop. Today, you find your eyes focusing on Sunghoon.
When you glance at him, he’s running his hand through his hair. You can’t help but wonder how soft it is. An image of the two of you making out pops into your head. The thought of your fingers tangled in his hair makes you blush. You hope none of your friends notice.
Your professor gives you some group work to do soon after that. You’re grateful for once, as it gives you something else to focus on.
Once you’ve completed it with your friends, you can’t help but glance at Sunghoon again. He’s talking to the person next to him, laughing at something they said. You can’t help but wish that was you making him laugh like that.
“Did you get what our prof said earlier?” Your friend says from beside you. You jump, trying to act normal.
“Sorry, what?”
“Our prof,” your friend says. “What pages did he say to study for our quiz?”
“Oh, right.” You scroll through the notes you took on your laptop, trying to find where you wrote it down.
For the rest of the lecture, you make sure to focus. You’ll be damned if your GPA drops because you were staring at some random boy in class instead of paying attention. That would be an absolute embarrassment.
When class is over, your friends ask if you want to get lunch with them. You say sure, packing up your things, getting ready to go.
As all of you head out of the room, trying to decide where to eat, you feel a hand on your arm.
“Wait, y/n,” you turn around. “Can I talk to you for a sec?”
Of course it’s Sunghoon.
“What’s going on?” One of your friends ask. You shake your head.
“Go,” you tell them. “Text me and I’ll meet you there after.” They nod, and you watch them disappear down the hallway.
“Sorry,” Sunghoon says when you turn to face him, “I wanted to catch you before I forget.”
“Sure,” you respond. You have literally no idea what he wants.
“I just wanted to say I know you.” You blink.
“I’m sorry, what?” Sunghoon looks down. He seems almost embarrassed.
“That probably sounded creepy, whoops.”
“A little bit.” The two of you smile at each other.
“I know your brother,” he clarifies.
“You do?” He nods, telling you they were friends in elementary school. When he mentions the classes they were in together, you recognize their teachers’ names. Your brother’s 2 years older than you, so Sunghoon must be as well.
“Last week I thought your name sounded familiar, but I couldn’t figure out where I’d heard it before.”
“Oh, wow,” you respond. “I feel bad, I don’t remember you at all.” As soon as it comes out of your mouth, you regret it. You probably sound so mean. Sunghoon doesn’t seem fazed.
“I didn’t think you would, we never really spoke before.”
“Wait,” you say, suddenly. A memory just popped into your head. “Didn’t my brother accidentally slam your finger in a door at his birthday party? Or am I thinking of someone else?”
“That was me.” Sunghoon laughs. “Of all things to remember, it had to be the most embarrassing one.”
“I’m sorry.” You can’t help but laugh too.
“I’m just glad I exist somewhere in your memory.” That makes you blush.
“Of course you do.” He smiles at you.
“Anyway,” he says. “Your friends are probably waiting for you, you should go.”
“Oh, right.” You had almost forgotten about them. “Good thinking.”
“We can catch up later,” he tells you. “I’ll see you around, y/n.”
“See you.”
Once he’s walked away, you pull out your phone, trying to figure out where your friends went. They’re right next door, so you speed walk over. You need advice. You can’t believe Sunghoon remembers you from over ten years ago. You can’t wrap your mind around it.
“He likes you!” is the immediate reaction when you tell your friends what Sunghoon said. You roll your eyes, but you’re pretty sure you’re blushing.
“Oh my god, do you like him too?” Your best friend asks. You shake your head right away.
“Of course not.”
“I wonder what he looked like as a kid, was he cute then?” You shrug.
“I genuinely do not remember him.”
“But he remembers you.”
“Maybe you have a point,” you admit.
“Exactly!” Your best friend says. “He was thinking of you outside of class, that means something y/n.”
“Oh my god.” You can’t argue with that logic. “And he said we could catch up later, what does that even mean?”
“He wants to talk to you again!” One of your other friends chimes in. “I ship it.”
You cover your face, so no one sees you blushing. “I don’t need this right now. It sounds like a fic or something.”
“y/n’s out here living my dream life. Your brother’s best friend, my god.” You roll your eyes. “Did he ask for your number?”
“No.” You sigh.
“Idiot.” That makes you laugh. “You have the rest of the semester to make him fall in love with you. That’s more than enough time.”
They all start talking about something else, which you’re grateful for. Although Sunghoon’s still in the back of your mind. They made some valid points.
He was thinking about you outside of class. And he did imply he wants to talk to you again.
Then again, that doesn’t mean anything. He was probably just being nice.
But when you get home that night, your phone lights up while you’re getting ready for bed. When you see it’s an Instagram notification, you pray it’s him.
It’s just your cousin. You hate that you’re disappointed.
As you lay there in the dark, contemplating whether you should add him as a friend, you can’t deny it.
You do have a crush on Park Sunghoon after all. Damn it.
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For the next week, you try to act cool about it. You haven’t spoken to Sunghoon since he told you he knows you. You were hoping he would add you on some form of social media, but he hasn’t. You know you could make the first move yourself, but you’re too anxious to do that.
Your friends continue to tease you, but you just roll your eyes and tell them to stop being ridiculous.
You make more of an effort with your appearance for the next class. Sunghoon’s always showing up in blazers, looking flawless. You know you could never reach his level, but you should at least try.
The stupid boy’s got you waking up early just so you can pick a decent outfit and make sure you look alive. You hate him.
You get to class before he does on Friday. Thankfully, your friends don’t say anything about it when you sit with them in the back.
Towards the end of class, your professor reminds you of your midterm project.
“I know it’s early, but you should start preparing.” He says. “I’ve randomly assigned you partners, you can find them under the class list online.”
“What if you got paired up with your future boyfriend, y/n?” One of your friends whispers.
“Shut up.”
But you open a new tab in your browser and check anyway.
“Oh no.” Your friends all turn to look at you. You highlight where your name and Sunghoon’s are on the screen and turn your laptop to face them. “I’m screwed.”
“No, you’re not!”
“It’s a good opportunity to get closer to him.” You roll your eyes. “Literally or figuratively.”
“Stop it!” Although you have been thinking about getting closer to him physically these days. You would never admit it though. Those thoughts are for you, and you alone.
After class, you contemplate asking Sunghoon for his number, for academic purposes, of course, but you can’t find the courage to do it. You expect him to come over and ask for yours, but he doesn’t either. You’re slightly disappointed while you walk home from class.
Later that night, you get a Facebook message from him. You had completely forgotten you even have Facebook, considering you never use it anymore. You don’t know anyone your age who uses it. Then again, Sunghoon is older, so maybe that’s why.
Sunghoon [10:37pm]: hey y/n, I saw we’re partners for the midterm project
Sunghoon [10:37pm]: we should probably meet up and figure out what we’re gonna write about
y/n [10:40pm]: hey !!
As soon as you send the double exclamation mark, you want to kick yourself. You sound way too excited. It’s bad enough you’re responding less than 5 minutes after he messaged you.
y/n [10:41pm]: that’s probably a good idea, did you have something in mind already?
Sunghoon [10:41pm]: I haven’t looked at the instructions yet, I don’t even know what the paper is on
The fact that he responded so quickly makes you even more excited. Then again, he could’ve just had his phone in his hand anyway. It’s probably just convenient for him to respond to you now instead of waiting.
Sunghoon [10:43pm]: you live on campus, right?
Sunghoon [10:43pm]: we could meet in the student centre over the weekend and think it over
You’re about to respond and tell him yes, of course, when you get another message.
Sunghoon [10:44pm]: or we can wait, I know normal people go out on the weekend
That makes you pause for a second. What is he trying to say? You shake it off.
y/n [10:45pm]: are you not a normal person, park sunghoon? 👀
You don’t know what compels you to use his full name like that. Hopefully he doesn’t think it’s weird.
Sunghoon [10:45pm]: shut up y/n 😤
Sunghoon [10:45pm]: I just thought you might have like, a hot date or something, I didn’t want to ruin your plans
You want to scream. You wish you had the guts to send something back about going on a hot date with him, but you can’t bring yourself to do it.
y/n [10:47pm]: don’t worry
y/n [10:47pm]: you can have me all to yourself
Why are you so stupid? Sunghoon reads your message before you even have time to figure out if there’s a way to unsend it.
Sunghoon [10:47pm]: good
Sunghoon [10:48pm]: does tomorrow work for you?
y/n [10:48pm]: sure
You’re afraid to say too many words, in case you wind up saying something stupid again.
Sunghoon [10:49pm]: 2?
y/n [10:49pm]: yeah, that works!
Sunghoon [10:50pm]: okay cool
Sunghoon [10:50pm]: I’ll probably stop at starbucks before
Sunghoon [10:50pm]: what’s your order?
Okay, now you’re really going to scream. The fact that he’s willing to bring you a drink is so sweet. He could just be being nice, but you choose to believe this is something more.
You take a second to think about it. You can’t even remember your usual Starbucks order. Your mind’s gone completely blank. You open the app on your phone to look at their menu. Then you realize how stupid you seem. Sunghoon’s not good for your health.
y/n [10:53pm]: an iced chai latte would be great 🥺
y/n [10:53pm]: bless your soul
Sunghoon [10:54pm]: okay cool I’ll see you then
You don’t want to leave him on read, but you have no idea what else to say. You like his message instead. A heart seems a little excessive, but whatever.
The next day you get to the student centre earlier than you intended. Your anxiety convinced you it would be best to get there before Sunghoon. You find a spot in the corner and pull out your laptop, looking at the assignment requirements.
About five minutes later, you get a message from Sunghoon. You tell him you’re over by the vending machines.
It takes all your energy not to stare at the door and wait for him to come in. You force yourself to look at literally anything else. The last thing you want to do is make a fool of yourself. Again.
“y/n!” Sunghoon sits on the couch across from you, putting your drink down on the table in front of you. “Here you go.”
“Thank you,” you respond, picking it up. He got you a venti. After you take a sip, you pull out your phone. “Here, I’ll pay you back right now.”
“No, it’s okay.” He shakes his head, smiling. “It’s my treat.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, it’s fine.” He gets his laptop out of his bag. “You can get it next time.”
The fact that he thinks there’s going to be a next time makes you blush. You focus on the screen in front of you, you can’t bring yourself to look at him. He probably means another study session, but you can’t ignore the butterflies in your stomach.
“Shall we pick a topic?”
The two of you spend the next hour working. You both wanted to research a similar topic. Sunghoon says he’s okay going with your idea. He thinks it’s better than his. You can’t hide your smile.
You both go through your university’s online library, looking for resources. Once you’ve found the required amount of peer-reviewed articles, you decide to take a break.
Sunghoon watches as you chug about half of your drink.
“Thirsty, are we?” You almost choke. You know he didn’t mean it like that, but part of you wonders if he’s winding you up.
“Shut up.” He just smiles, taking a sip of his own drink.
You finish it, and suggest you get back to work right away. You aren’t sure how to make conversation with him like a normal person, so it’s probably best to just focus on your school work.
The two of you come up with an outline for your paper and decide to stop there for now. Sunghoon suggests you get together in a few days, to add some information and start writing the actual paper. You tell him sure, promising to buy him Starbucks then. He agrees.
As you leave the building together, part of you hopes he’ll offer to walk you home. He doesn’t.
“I’ll see you later, y/n.” You nod.
“Sure.”
“I’ll text you.”
That makes you smile.
“Sure,” you say again, sounding much happier this time.
You hope Sunghoon doesn’t notice, but he’s laughing as he walks away.
You completely forget about it when you get home, as your roommates bombard you the second you walk through the door.
“What’s going on?” You ask, taking off your shoes. “Did someone die?”
One of them shakes her head. “Jungwon invited us to his Halloween party.”
“Halloween party?” You frown. “We never go to parties.”
“Well no,” your other roommate responds. “But it’s Jungwon.”
That’s a solid point. All of you have known Jungwon for quite a while now.
A lot of the guys on your campus are big into drinking, throwing parties every weekend. You and your roommates aren’t into that sort of thing. Some of them don’t even drink. But Jungwon’s pretty tame, you know he wouldn’t throw a crazy party like that. This one will definitely be much calmer. You trust him.
“Do we have to dress up?” You ask, more concerned about that than anything else.
“Of course we do!”
“Let’s do matching costumes.”
“Please, no.”
“Come on, y/n! It’ll be fun.”
===
The second you step into the party, you regret going. You should’ve convinced your friends to stay home and watch scary movies instead. You feel so stupid with the cat ears on your head and the whiskers you drew on with eyeliner. You don’t even have a tail.
Now, you’re awkwardly sitting on the couch in Jungwon’s living room. There’s some Pitbull song about a hotel room playing from another room. They could have at least chosen better music.
Your friends are having fun, at least. One of them got you a drink. You aren’t sure what it is. Coke and something. Maybe vodka? It tastes good, that’s all that matters to you.
When your friends decide to play beer pong, you can’t help but laugh. One of them is quite tipsy, so her aim is way off. After missing a few shots, her partner gives up on her.
“We’re switching players,” your friend tells the other team. “y/n, come here.” You didn’t sign up for this, but at least it’ll give you something to do. You get up and walk over.
“Wait, wait,” one of the guys says. Jay, you think. You know he’s one of Jungwon’s friends. “If you’re allowed to change players halfway through the game, so are we.”
“Go on then,” you respond, grabbing a ping pong ball. Your team is losing. You’ve got 2 cups left on your side of the table. Jay’s side has 5. You know you’re probably screwed, but it’s worth a shot. Maybe it’s the alcohol that’s making you competitive.
“Get out of here, Jake.” Poor Jake looks slightly wasted too. You don’t blame Jay for wanting him out. “Sunghoon, you’re up.”
You freeze. Of course Park Sunghoon’s who you’re playing against. The universe seems obsessed with throwing the two of you together.
He’s dressed as a vampire, which suits him quite well. He pulls out his fake teeth and grabs a ping pong ball.
“Oh, hey kitty,” he says when he notices you. It takes you a second to realize he’s referring to your costume. “You look cute.” His smile almost makes you pass out. There’s no way you’re winning this. Your team would’ve been better off with your drunk friend instead.
“Shut up.” It’s the only thing you can think to say. Sunghoon raises an eyebrow at you before tossing the ball. It lands right into the cup in front of you.
“No, y/n,” he replies. “You shut up.”
You give him a dirty look, grabbing your drink. Thankfully, someone suggested you leave the cups empty and have your own drinks whenever you need to. Apparently one of Jungwon’s roommates said traditional beer pong is unsanitary. You agree.
While you take a few sips, your friend makes a quiet comment about how Sunghoon’s clearly flirting with you. You almost choke. This entire situation is ridiculous, you should just run away.
“Okay, let’s go.” You say once you’re finished. Thankfully, you manage to get a ball into one of their cups as well. Jay grabs his beer, quickly drinking some before taking his shot.
When he misses, you can’t help but cheer. You’re a little bit louder than you intended though. You spot Sunghoon smiling at you from across the room.
Your friend manages to get the next ball in as well. Sunghoon throws back his head while he chugs his drink and you can’t help but to notice what a pretty neck he has. All you want is to pull him into an empty room and mark him as yours.
Jay’s voice snaps you back to reality. Maybe you should have dressed up as the vampire instead.
Thankfully, you don’t totally suck at beer pong. You manage to get 2 balls in yourself, and your friend gets 2 as well.
The boys have only managed to get the one in. You’re down to one cup each. It’s your turn, so you let your friend take the shot.
Once the ball lands in the final cup, you cheer. All your friends crowd around the two of you, giving you a big group hug. You almost want to dance to the stupid Pitbull hotel room song. Maybe coming to this party wasn’t a total flop after all.
As you all let go of each other, you see Sunghoon across the table, finishing whatever’s left of his drink. When he puts the cup down, he makes eye contact with you. You’re surprised you manage to hold his gaze. It’s probably the alcohol.
You’re even more shocked when he appears right in front of you. It’s quite loud. He leans down so you can hear him.
“Let’s get out of here.” You can feel his breath on your ear.
“Okay.” His face breaks out into a smile, and he grabs your hand. You barely have time to process it before he’s leading you out of the room.
“Where are we going?” You ask, once both of you are in the hallway.
“My room.”
“I’m sorry, what?” Your eyes go wide.
“No, it’s okay,” he says quickly. “I live here. Didn’t you know?”
You follow him as he leads you up the stairs. “Nope.”
“I’ve lived with Jungwon since last year.” Sunghoon pushes his bedroom door open, letting you walk in first. It’s cleaner than you thought it would be. “I didn’t know you were friends.”
“We did a project together in psych once,” you tell him. You have no idea where you’re supposed to go. The only place to really sit is his bed but that doesn’t feel right.
“Come here.” Sunghoon takes your hand again, pulling you over to the window. You didn’t realize it opened out onto the roof. It’s flat so you’re not concerned about drunkenly falling off.
“Wait, this is so cool.” He opens the window, climbing through first. Then he helps you, holding onto your waist until you get your footing. “Thanks.”
He pulls off his vampire cape, laying it down so the two of you can sit on it. You make sure you’re facing him.
“The view isn’t that nice though.” The two of you glance towards the street. It’s the main road on your campus. There’s not much to look at, besides a lot of buildings.
“Don’t look at that,” you respond. “Look at me.” You’re surprised you have the guts to say it. If you're going to flirt with him, it may as well be now, while you’ve got liquid courage in your veins.
“Gladly.” When you make eye contact again, you feel less nervous. “You’re much prettier anyway.”
You can’t get a read on him. He must be somewhat interested in you if he’s ditched a party and brought you up to his room. It would only make sense.
“Don’t be silly."
“I’m not,” he replies.
You aren’t really sure what to say to him, so you two sit in silence for a little while. It doesn’t feel uncomfortable.
“I was going to ask you to come here,” Sunghoon says suddenly.
“To your room?” He shakes his head.
“To the party, I mean.”
“Oh, duh.” It must be the alcohol making your brain fuzzy. Or maybe it’s being in his presence. Or both.
“When I found out Jungwon told you about the party instead, I was kind of sad.”
“Oh?” You aren’t sure where he’s going with this.
“Yeah,” Sunghoon looks down. “I thought I missed my chance.”
“To do what?”
“Remember when you said I was stupid?” His voice is quiet. You can’t help but reach out and lift his head so he’s looking at you. Once you make eye contact, you drop your hand so it’s on his arm instead.
“Technically, you said it.” You remind him. “I just agreed.”
“Right,” he says, smiling. “Well, you had a point.”
“I know.” That makes him laugh.
“I should’ve asked for your number then.”
“What are you trying to say, Park Sunghoon?”
“I like you, y/n.” You take his hand in yours.
“I like you too, Sunghoon.” He shakes his head.
“No, like, I like you.” You smile.
“I know,” you tell him. “I’ve had a crush on you since the beginning of the semester.”
“You have?” He seems shocked.
“Of course,” you hit him with your other hand, but he grabs that one too. “Have you seen yourself?”
He looks down, smiling at himself. “You think I’m handsome?” He asks quietly.
“Why are you acting all shy?” Sunghoon looks up again. You’re pretty sure he’s blushing. “Obviously, I do.”
“Wait, wait,” he says, “I got distracted.”
“Distracted from what?”
“I meant to ask you a question.”
“Go on then.” You squeeze both his hands.
“Can I have your number?”
You can’t stop yourself from laughing. You didn’t know what he was going to say, but you didn’t expect that.
“Give me your phone.”
Once you’ve typed your info in, you hand it back. Right away, your own phone buzzes in your pocket. You pull it out, checking the message Sunghoon sent you.
Unknown [12:03am]: can I take you on a date tomorrow?
y/n [12:04am]: tomorrow as in today or tomorrow tomorrow
Sunghoon laughs from beside you. You can’t help but smile as well. While he responds, you save him as a contact.
Sunghoon [12:05am]: whenever you want
y/n [12:05am]: I’d love to :)
You wait for Sunghoon to text you back, but he doesn’t. When you glance over at him, he’s already looking at you.
“Good,” he whispers, before leaning into you.
You don’t hesitate, immediately doing the same. You can’t help but grin into the kiss. You’re pretty sure Sunghoon is as well.
When he pulls away, you’re laughing.
“Are you laughing because I’m a bad kisser or because you’re drunk?”
“I’m not sure,” you admit. “Kiss me again and I’ll let you know.”
Sunghoon smiles, pulling you into him again.
“Sure,” he places a kiss on your neck. “I’d be more than happy to.”
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sunshinejeonglixie · 8 months
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Coming Out - Bang Chan
tags: sfw, nonbinary reader, afab reader, coming out, anxiety, bang chan x reader, lots of comfort & softness from Chan, all around just sweet and wholesome even with the anxiety
a/n: I was gonna write all 8 parts of this into one post and just have it be a "coming out to skz as nonbinary" post but then I got halfway through this and decided it would be far too long to put them all in one so we're starting with Chan and going from there. I'll finish all 8 at some point (not tonight but probably within the next couple weeks all the parts will be done)
!!Everything written here is fiction, not meant to be taken as real life, if anything here makes you uncomfortable please just block & move on!!
You and Chan were a great couple, you’d been together for a little over 3 years now & everything was perfect. But then you started questioning your gender and in your mind everything came crashing down. After about 4 months of thinking and questioning, you’ve finally come to terms with the fact that you’re nonbinary.
You had no idea what Chan would think or what to tell him. You knew that he accepts lgbtq+ people of course, you both had multiple friends that were part of the community, but that doesn’t mean he’d still be interested in dating you. Your brain was just too full of all the what ifs. Everything that could change if you told him how you felt.
Finally, you decided to just rip the band-aid off and tell him. He needed to know. This was something important about you and you were honestly getting even more nervous the longer you waited so you needed to get it over with.
You picked a day when he wasn’t going to be super busy, and you had the day off so you could go over to the studio during his lunch break. You picked up your favorite food on the way, hoping it could bring you some comfort and calm your nerves. The walk up the stairs of the JYP building was extremely nerve-wracking, you almost turned back about 4 times before you finally got to the right floor. Taking a deep breath, you slowly opened the studio door to find 3racha hanging out in there, an unexpected sight since Chan said he was working alone today.
“Ah! y/n!” Han smiles & waves
“Hey y/n!” Changbin leans around Han to wave as well.
“My baby!” Chan giggles, excited to see you.
“oooh, food for us?” Han reaches out to the bag in your hand.
“uhh no sorry guys, I only bought for Channie & I. I didn’t know you’d be here too.”
Han pouts but accepts it and moves back to where he was.
“We were actually getting ready to head out for lunch anyways” Changbin says, packing up his backpack and telling Han to grab his stuff too.
“We’ll work on it more later, yeah?” Chan asks as they walk out the door, both of them nod and head on their way.
As soon as the other boys are gone you’re reminded why you came here and the nerves set in again, trying to force your whole body not to start shaking.
“what’s wrong?” Chan asks, immediately sensing your anxiety.
Your mind races, no words come out and you can’t even think of a real sentence to start this conversation. Before you know it tears are falling from your eyes and Chan is pulling you into his lap in his chair, holding you close.
“Hey, take a deep breath, what’s going on? Talk to me please” Chan speaks softly.
You take a deep breath before finally just letting it all spill out.
“I feel like I’m not a girl and I know you probably hate me and want to break up so I should probably just go.” You ramble while trying to climb out of his lap, expecting him to push you out any second.
“Woah what?” Chan says before taking a second to process all that information you just threw at him.
Finally, he finds the right words to respond, pulling you back into his lap fully while you continue to cry.
“How long have you been holding all that in?” is the first question he asks, face and voice filled with concern.
“Like… 4 months probably” you hang your head, feeling slightly guilty you kept it from him all this time.
Hearing that, Chan’s heart breaks. The idea that you’ve been struggling all alone and feeling like you can’t come to him all that time makes him hurt.
“I understand if you want to break up Channie…” you say, not knowing what to do with his silence.
“What?! No! Why would I want to break up?” He genuinely sounds confused.
“Because you like girls… and I’m not that.”
“Baby no I love you for you. If you feel like you’re not comfortable as a girl then it’s my job to take care of you the best I can and help you.”
You melt at his words, just curling into him closer. So thankful that he’s not upset with you and doesn’t want to leave you. After a bit of silence and just trying to settle your anxiety, Chan speaks up.
“Do you want to use different pronouns?”
“I would prefer to use they/them pronouns.”
“What do I call you now? Like not my girlfriend anymore but what do you want instead?”
“I haven’t thought about it much, I think just partner is fine.”
“Are you wanting to change your name?”
“No, I’m ok with it now.”
Chan pauses, thinking of more questions that could be important.
“Should I just say baby now instead of baby girl?”
“Yeah I’d like that” you get a little shy, just loving that he loves you so much and cares about how to make you comfortable.
He pauses again, obviously thinking about something.
“What is it Channie?”
“Earlier this week, I called you a good girl when we were uhm yaknow…” he trails off, ears red with embarrassment.
“Channie just say it please” giggling and rolling your eyes about how he has no shame when you guys actually have sex but afterwards he can’t even say what you did without looking like he’s going to burst into flames from embarrassment.
“You know what I mean. But when I said that you kinda like, zoned out or something. Took a second to get you back in the moment I mean. Is this why?”
“Yeah…” You feel bad because you really do love the praise, just not the gendered portion of it.
He sighs, disappointed in himself more than anything. He never wants to make you feel uncomfortable so knowing he did, and he didn’t even think much about it makes him mad at himself.
Noticing his sadness, you try to comfort him a bit.
“Channie there’s no way you could’ve known it would make me uncomfortable you say that all the time, how are you supposed to suddenly know?”
“I should’ve noticed babe; I’ve been your boyfriend for 3 years I should be able to tell when something’s changed.”
He pulls you even closer, if that’s even possible at this point with how tight he’s holding you, and just takes a deep breath before talking again.
“Shit I probably sound like this is all about me and how I feel, I’m sorry my baby it’s not about me” he apologizes.
“No no it’s ok Channie I understand what you meant; I know this is an adjustment for you too.”
The two of you continue to sit together in a comfortable silence for a while before you hear footsteps and the door opening with Han and Changbin returning to work again.
“Ewww get a room” Han jokes, seeing you in Chan’s arms.
“Uh believe it or not this isn’t your studio.” Chan reminds.
“Technically they had a room already.” Changbin points out.
“Ay woah Changbin hyung you’re supposed to be on my side.” Han whines
“Now why would I do that?”
“Alright alright quit whining I’ll let you guys work” you say, starting to get up before Chan pulls you back down quickly.
“Don’t leave yet baby” he pouts.
“Chan you guys have work to do.” You scold while laughing.
“I can work while you’re here.” He argues.
“Bullshit you cannot.” Changbin points out.
“Yeah hyung last time you tried to work with her here it took like a week longer to get the song done.” Han agrees.
Chan notices you cringe just a bit at Han referring to you as “her”, running his hands through your hair to comfort you a bit before leaning down and whispering to you.
“Do you want to tell them? Should I?”
“You please… I can’t do it all again myself today.”
Chan clears his throat before speaking up over Han and Changbin who had moved on to some other random topic.
“Actually, Hannie it’s them, not her.”
“Huh?” Han had completely forgotten anything he’d said more than 30 seconds before
“You said her, referring to y/n. They actually use they/them pronouns now.” He tells them.
“Oh, sorry y/n!” Han smiles
“Cool, good to know.” Changbin says before they move back to their conversation.
You smile, hiding your whole face in Chan’s chest, just so overjoyed that your boyfriend loves you exactly as you are, and his friends are cool with it too. You know he’ll take care of you and protect you no matter what against anyone and it makes you feel so safe and warm inside.
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monstaxdirtywonk · 2 years
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SKZ’s Ideal Types based in astrology
Hey everyone! Today I will talk about some indicators on their birth charts about what they like in a partner. I will use their Juno sign, which suggests the ideal long term/spouse qualities (no matter the gender) and Mars/Venus signs which depend on someone’s sexuality. For instance if someone is attracted to women, they should take a look at their Venus sign and if to men, their Mars one. But I wanna give an overall picture and not rely so much on genders because I know some people are nb. There are other placements that can be used for that (I’ve heard of the 7th house i think), but since we know only Chan’s birth time, we can’t find the other’s. I’m always on the hunt for their rising signs lmao, so if you know a member mentioned theirs, feel free to tell me in the comments. Enjoy!
Bang Chan- Juno in Virgo, Venus in Scorpio, Mars in Sagittarius
Let’s start with the Juno
Someone organized, put together and reliable 
Mature and helpful
Caring and loyal
but the venus in scorpio suggests someone more intense than the typical virgo profile would be 
to match his emotional intensity 
someone that looks mysterious, and doesn’t overshare
i guess since he is a extroverted guy that overshares lmao, he’d be attracted to someone that’s an enigma to him
i can see why he finds black such a sexy color lmao
yes stereotypical but probably more sexy than cute
his mars now, someone very funny and extroverted
someone that encourages him to stop overthinking and just be in the moment for once
more casual and relaxed styles for men
i guess this also fits his personal fashion sense too
Minho- Juno in Scorpio, Venus in Scorpio, Mars in Virgo
Omg Minho loves pain rip lmao
I think that Minho appreciates maturity a lot in a partner and although as i’ve stated before, i think he likes someone more ‘lightweight’ and playful than himself
behind this facade, he craves someone emotionally mature to match up his energy 
i think regarding his venus (if we had the house we’d have more details rip), he would like someone more classy sexy than in Chan’s case
someone that is in the middle, not exactly an enigma because it might frustrate him, but not an open book either
someone witty that understands his sarcasm and shoots back
he likes being entertained by big brains lmao
and i want people to understand that we scorpio’s have big brains too
not only big dicks
i might be feeding minsung shippers here but it’s gonna happen anyways
i think he likes a more classy style for men
and someone that is a bit more practical than him 
to balance him out
Changbin- Juno in Scorpio, Venus in Virgo, Mars in Scorpio
I think regarding women his type and Chan’s are kinda similar
although i can see changbin liking a cute look that makes him soft no matter the gender 
now i feed changlix shippers too
it’s extremely important for him to know his s/o is loyal
probably 2 out of his 3 big placements are in Leo and they do love your constant attention lmao
so he’d like someone to be very atttentive and scorpio lovers are all over you lmao
it might be too much for some but his chart along with the fact that he is very extroverted and likes to be around people pretty much all the time (seriously his social battery is broken lmao) makes him perfect for that
but behind his dark persona (once you get to know him you laugh at that because he can easily be the maknae lmao) he really likes some cuteness
someone doll-ish and delicate
for men, i can see more stereotypically masculine looks
and darker colors and stuff
it’s an interesting observation, their mars sign matches their style lmao 
Hyunjin- Aquarius Juno, Venus in Pisces, Mars in Aries
okay so juno changed only twice for 2000 and all of the 2000 line has the same in aquarius. 
but i think it is particularly accurate in hyunjin’s case and i will tell you why
although pisces and aquarius are rather different, they do have a common trait which is their artistic nature and I can see him being into someone that has an ‘eye’ for art, even if they themselves aren’t necessarily artists.
i can also see him finding some indepencence attractive, especially since he is an introvert that wants some alone time
but he also wants the romance when you are together
the intimacy and being close
he really likes a sweet youthful look (for women mostly)
and someone more softspoken
while for his mars, someone confident
fun loving and adventurous
with an edgy style, maybe even tattoos
The Virgo triplets- Aquarius Juno, Venus in Libra, Mars in Leo (and for Seungmin Mars in Virgo)
I really wish i had their birth times to tell more differences between their charts, Venus and Mars move slowly that’s why they have the same placements (almost)
because their houses are different but we can’t know them without their birth time 
anyways, venus in libra
someone conventionally good looking
more pretty looking than sexy
elegant too, FOR SURE
someone that wants to carry themselves and kind, with manners
for men, mars in leo, someone assertive, dominant and confident 
i mean felix said it himself that changbin is his ideal type for men and who can blame him lmao
for seungmin, his mars is in virgo and honestly i can see that
i think seungmin is the most likely out of all of them to like someone that is similar to him
Jeongin- Pisces Juno, Venus in Aries, Mars in Scorpio
So interesting
It’s possible that Jeongin has a secret soft side that he shows to his s/o only but he wants a s/o to be very romantic and dreamy to inspire this feeling in him
for his venus, someone sexier and more edgy rather than cute
to make him more out there than he is, to encourage him to be more adventurous
now his mars is where i’m gonna disagree lmao
i don’t think jeongin particularly likes heavy scorpio energy (rip to us)
i can’t see him enjoying all this intensity, his approach to love is a bit more fire sign culture if that makes sense (maybe not leo)
more friendly, playful, fun etc.
(for astrology ships DM me 5 usd)
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blasphemecel · 1 year
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Sakura Haruno ― From Shikamaru’s Vernacular: Troublesome
PAIRING: Sakura Haruno/Reader WORD COUNT: 2.3k TYPE: Humor, The mildest of fluff towards the end, Modern AU NOTE: Clichember Prompt 1: Bad Boy/Good Girl (but even though the prompt says 'boy' the reader is gender neutral as usual!). Clichember is going to be an event where I write a short fic with my own take on really overused tropes throughout November-December.
"Damaged goods coming through," you announce yourself before you decide it's somehow a wise idea to walk beside her. Pointedly, she turns to the side and ignores you, even if she somewhat resembles a crab while she moves like this.
Sakura isn't sure what she did to deserve this.
"Oh, what a sight for sore eyes. Goody-two-shoes Haruno going to detention," you say, once your first attempt at conversation doesn't seem to go anywhere, and then you throw your arm around her shoulders and pull her closer. There's a shit-eating grin on your face, and a bemused scowl on hers.
Sakura doesn't push you off since she... doesn't want to give you the satisfaction of retaliating, of course. "In case you forgot, idiot, that was your fault."
"But how's it my fault you punched Mr. Hatake?"
"Because I was aiming for you, but you just HAD to duck out of the way!"
"What, was I supposed to stand there and take it or something?"
With her shoulders raising to her ears, Sakura stomps on your toe with her heel, and finally pushes you away, proving herself to still have a very low tolerance for you. "Yes!"
Much to her surprise, you spare her from any further commentary and instead crack your neck and your knuckles while you continue down the hallway, next to her. She'd expected you to ask her if she genuinely believes that with a tone that's both mocking and incredulous, and she would've answered yes again, and somehow the missed opportunity to have this planned interaction compels her to speak to you first.
"So, what are you in for, anyway?"
"Haruno, this isn't jail, it's just detention," you tell her with a laugh. "Funny. Usually you'd know 'cause you'd be the one to get me, but today we're coming together. As a team."
"We're not a team. And I already told you it's your fault," she says before she almost rips the door off its hinges when she opens it, the sour glare on her face enough to scare off anyone with functioning levels of brain activity, including the teacher.
"It was so not. You're just a bad shot."
"Yes, because my fist was supposed to follow you like a bloodhound after you flung yourself in the other corner of the room! Did you consider that might hurt more than my punch?!"
"I'm sure your very manly punches hurt way worse."
"They are not manly. They embody the power of the divine feminine."
"Hmm. Good thing I dodged, then. 'Cause that sounds dangerous." A smile tugs at your lips.
Sakura almost squeezes her eyes out with how roughly she pushes her fingers in, as what you can only interpret is an attempt at a 'relaxing massage'. She continues to appear to be on the brink of a nervous breakdown, though.
"Ahem." Iruka clears his throat, not subtly, pretending he didn't hear any of what you both just said and instead occupying himself by shuffling through empty paper sheets like there's anything to read on them. "Haruno-san, if it's too much trouble, you really don't need to bring [L/n] here every time. I know you're very busy-"
"No, I'm... on the list for today," she says awkwardly.
It occurs to Iruka that this time she's not pulling you by the ear and dragging you around, instead having just arrived with you, and his eyes widen in surprise. Again, he clears his throat and cards his way through all the useless pieces of paper he brought until he finds the list. After he skims it, he goes, "Oh." Then he looks at it some more. "Oh," a second time. Suddenly the conversation he feigned ignorance to starts to make a lot more sense. After that, he goes even further with his investigation and checks another entry at which he seems appalled. "Oh, wow. Okay. How about you two sit down already?"
"What did you do," Sakura whispers, though it sounds like a demand more than anything, with a tight smile, though you can tell she's grinding her teeth together.
"Nothing. I'm innocent and gorgeous." Perhaps to be more convincing, you let out a whistle.
Sakura crosses her arms in front of her chest and sits in a desk near the room's corner, far away from most of the other students. There are plenty of empty seats and you examine them while rubbing your chin, probably simulating the act of thinking ― at least she assumes you're playing pretend since she doesn't deem you capable of thought ― until you make the deliberate choice of plopping your ass down right next to her.
"What!" she snaps again.
"Relax," you say. "You're gonna get TMJ if you keep doing all this." You then make an overly exaggerated angry face, and you kind of end up resembling a wrinkled thumb as you do so.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?"
"...Because I find it funny when you're mad?" you say like it should be glaringly obvious by now.
"You're in-suffer-able."
"This is very impressive and all, but it's still not enough to win a spelling bee."
"I'm not going to a spelling bee, you moron."
"Not after last year, huh?"
"Shut up!" Sakura says before she takes a calming breath. Her jaw ticks again, and you almost click your tongue when she goes against your warning. Then, "Shut up."
You shrug and put your legs up to the table until they're roughly shoved away. Sakura glares at you in a way even you register as scathing, so you figure maybe you should lie off of her if you want to make it out of here alive because God knows Iruka won't help you when it's time to face your mortality.
At the rare moment of silence, Sakura uses this opportunity to scan the room. Naruto is here, and Sai. For Naruto, this was ordinary, though she's not sure why Sai would be here. "Hey," Sakura starts, which you find suspicious, since this is the second time today she has spoken to you of her own volition. "Do you know what Sai did?"
"Oh, I was there. He started theorizing that Mr. Hatake has a small penis in front of everyone, in the middle of class. It was thoroughly entertaining."
"Poor Mr. Hatake," coos Sakura. "He's just getting bullied all day today."
"You realize you're the one who socked him in the jaw, right?"
"I told you to shut up!"
Moody much? you want to ask, but you notice the others' heads are turning. Your bickering probably disrupted them from doing whatever they're doing. "If you don't mind, Haruno, your yelling seems to be assaulting everyone's ears."
Sakura clenches her fists tightly, but then she reminds herself of Iruka's existence and decides to spare you, at least for now. Seeing as this isn't going anywhere, she figures she can use her time here to do something more productive than talk to you, anyway, and so she searches inside her backpack until she finds the notebook she was looking for.
At the sight of it, once she pulls it out, you belch like you've witnessed something offensive. "You can't be serious!"
"What do you mean, I can't be serious?" she asks, annoyed. Hypothetically, she'd wonder why you feel the need to make a smartass comment about everything, but your observations often aren't even clever. She thinks you like hearing yourself talk.
At this, you cover your eyes as if you're mortified, which you might be. "You're... such a nerd. You're in here. Studying."
"This is a school. Of course I'm studying. How can you be so stupid?"
"Well. There are many things you can do in a school. Like punching teachers. God damn, his jaw was spinning."
"You're so repetitive. And, some of us like having important life skills such as being able to count, and also being able to read."
"I KNOW HOW TO READ."
"Pipe down, you wouldn't want to assault anyone's ears now, would you?" she says snidely as she jots down the beginning of an answer for a question included in her assignment for tomorrow. You roll your eyes at her remark. "So you're trying to tell me you just sit here for an hour and do what, exactly? Nothing? I mean, you get detention practically every day."
"Oh, no," you say, like the idea is laughable. "God, no! Usually I leave after you bring me here. Mr. Umino just lets me go because he 'doesn't feel like seeing my face'. But today I'll stay around, just for you, beautiful."
"For Umino-san's sake, I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that middle part," says Sakura after taking yet another deep inhale. You briefly wonder if she's short of breath because your swagger makes her nervous, or because you're so smooth with your lines. However, your delusions of romance quickly shatter when she massages her temples. "Sometimes I wonder how you haven't gotten expelled yet."
You put your hand over your chest and appear somber at your declaration. "I think it's because Tsunade is in love with me."
"Sure she is," Sakura tells you sarcastically, pursing her lips at your audacity to call the principal by her first name.
"Or better yet," you say, switching to a look of slyness, and suddenly it occurs to Sakura that maybe you'd been waiting to bring this up all along. You lean closer, draping your arm over the back of her chair. "Maybe it's because a certain member of the student council has been covering for me? I heard they insist on dealing with me every time I get in trouble as well."
Sakura blinks at you owlishly, and this time her cheeks flush in embarrassment rather than anger. You think the last time this had happened was six years ago when you gave her a gift for Valentine's day, but then you went through puberty and turned into a shithead, and after that she got her act together. "I can't believe Ino-pig would do that."
"Ino isn't even on the student council!"
"Then I can't believe Hinata would do that," Sakura insists.
This is the first time she has caught you off-guard in maybe your entire shared history. "And I can't believe you just threw Hinata under the bus like that," you say with wide eyes, but then you get back on track. "Anyway, I figured you'd like someone like Uchiha Asshat-"
"Sasuke-kun isn't an asshat! He's the vice president of the student council and he has perfect grades. Also, he's on a sports team," she interjects, though you ignore her spiel since you have an agenda to promote here.
Rather smugly, you continue, "-but really, you don't need to abuse your power over something as silly as this. After all, if you wanna spend time with me that bad, all you have to do is ask." Even if she had just listed all the ways how stupid fucking Sasuke is better than you, but whatever.
"Who even told you that?!" she asks with furrowed brows, but then she realizes she basically confirmed everything you said.
Unable to stand the self-congratulatory expression on your face as you humiliate her, Sakura huffs and averts her gaze to the desk like it has wronged her, blush still splattered over her skin. Then her cognitive abilities seem to catch up to her, and haughtily, she throws her hair over her shoulder. Even though it's kind of short, it still smacks you right in the face.
"Well, speaking of wanting to spend time together, a little birdie told me a certain worthless idiot in this school pulls pranks just to get someone's attention. This, I think, is way dumber than whatever the HYPOTHETICAL student council member did."
"Naruto, I'm going to kill you!" you yell suddenly, once again causing a commotion and making everyone turn towards you. You fling the first thing within reach, which happens to be Sakura's homework, right at him.
Rubbing his head, Naruto asks, "What'd I even do wrong now?"
"Everything?" you offer like you're disappointed in him for not being aware of this already.
As randomly as it had sparked, however, it seems like whatever pushed you both to act like this has dissipated. Sakura doesn't even berate you for weaponizing her school materials, and you sit next to her wondering what you can even say at this point.
You swallow dryly and in a way that's not at all unnatural or painful, you tell her, "Soo... The time after detention, huh?"
"What about it?" she asks with a frown.
"Do you maybe want to... go somewhere?"
You're wincing. Sakura almost feels bad for you, but then again she wants to prolong the first few moments before she caves for as long as possible, so she feigns annoyance. "Why?"
"'Cause you're hot? Like, the hottest girl in school? I don't know."
"Seriously! Is this all you have to say about me?!"
You raise your hands in mock surrender and back away from her. "You didn't really expect me to say something romantic, right?"
"Oh, but I did," she says with one of those tight-lipped smiles of hers, the ones she makes before she punches Sai silly for being socially inept, for example. Then she grabs a hold of your ear ― something you're familiar with ― and all but rams your face into hers, cheekbones clashing against each other in a way anyone with functioning pain receptors would know stings, and a lot. "And I'll continue to expect that. We're going to work on that."
You smile at her. "Alright... Sakura."
"Thank you... [Y/n]."
"And also, another thing we can work on is your ability to touch me without breaking my bones."
She almost rips her hair out right then and there, pushing you away with maybe too much force. "You know what? I really hate you!"
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S R E E D I E
can someone (god if you’re out there) please tell me why I saw you responding to ao3 comments which is USUALLY my tip off that you’re about to drop another chapter, and instead of heeding that warning I just… Forgot about it. ANYWAYS onto the live reaction of my reading there is very little actual in depth analysis or contribution of value here to enjoy the screaming into the abyss <3
FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT FI-
I just- I just love bato so much dude. like… yeah. he’s so conscious of zuko relying on his right side and accomodating for that and I just love him okay???
ah bato, sneaky sneaky sneaky but also SMART man, what would the water tribe do without you to get zuko responding with more than 4 syllables
lmao blushy zuko hours <3
“forbidden one-bed conversation” oh sreedie, the comedian that you are
okay but it’s so sad that hakoda doesn’t understand teenagers despite having 2 of them and it just goes to show that war takes things from you in every aspect of life not just physically because people have to leave to fight or they die and really, isn’t that the lasting trauma?? you can heal from things that have hurt you but how do you mourn for things that were taken from you before you ever had them
yay sokka pushing him and zuko out of their comfort zone!! I’m so glad he’s making an effort to heal right before you rip their lives to shreds again sreedie, I’m absolutely thrilled truly
drunk sokka you’re really in for it now goddamnit
oh noooo not zuko alone in the dark thinkinggggg that never ends well
zuko the bad liar is once again foiled in his plans to lie
YAY ZUKKA KISSES I’m so happy you’re allowing them some nice moments before you destroy their lives for the nth time!!!
wait shit zuko is 100% overcompensating bc he’s jealous about suki isn’t he and this is going to end in flames (haha literally maybe I’m so funny) and-
y e a h I fucking called it sreedie do I get an award for being so incredibly perceptive bc I think I should honestly
I cannot believe you’re doing this to me sreedie, the first time zuko says more than two sentences AND ITS TO HAVE THE ANGSTIEST FIGHT WITH SOKKA IMAGINABLE YOURE SO CRUEL (but also fucking finally the only way for things to get better is for them to get worse so hit me bitch)
WAITWAITWAIT IF ZUKO LEAVES THEN HES IRONICALLY SAFE FROM LONG FENG AND THEREFORE AZULA WAIT SREEDIE IS THIS YOURE PLAN
zuko: *is making a stupid fucking decision bc he’s terrified and super duper traumatised*
sokka: I’ll beat you the fuck up punk
oh shit sokka abandonment issues
BATO PLS HELP THESE CLUSTERFUCKING MESSED UP TEENAGERS FOR THE LOVE OF GOD HAKODA DO WHAT HE SAYS
is hakoda finally realising that gay people exist
lol not hakoda finding out zuko threatened to kill his mum in order to capture and lose a 13yo
rEally hakoda??? you finally get it through your sense fuxking skull that sokka might be a lil fruity and you IMMEDIATELY decide to be homophobic?? fuck that (ikik it’s not that simple but jesus crispy yk)
w o w. hakoda you’re really nailing this conversation aren’t you. bato baby, you deserve better
fuck YEAJ bato is the real mvp of this fic let’s goooo
so in conclusion, we got some Quality zukka spice, some Intense zukka angst, and a very ominous sense of foreboding permeating throughout the entire chapter! all in all, some excellent work done by the one and only sreedie my ex-wusband (I am aware that the gender neutral word ‘spouse’ exists but it reminds me of the afrikaans word ‘gespuis’ which means like.. kinda the equivalent to the aussie bogan idk how else to describe it, but it’s NOT something I wish to associate with you my lovely divorced sreedie)
love you to bits and pieces :))
This is me just responded super late because we are divorced and I don’t owe you shit.
Jk I’m still in love with you and I’m playing hard to get.
Bato is the MVP of RIA fuck off Morrak.
There were two beds, just to be clear, it’s not my fault Sokka combined them.
Hakoda: I’m not homophobic my best friend is gay.
Zuko over compensating? In this economy? Nope, you get no extra points.
Everyone: waiting for Zuko to get hurt
Zuko: *runs away*
Everyone: damn it
Love ya to death leekie.
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i feel very yucky abt damien and huxley i would love to hear ur thoughts!!!
Okay so I'm gonna preface this by saying while we know the next audio is gonna have Damien and Huxley, and there isn’t going to be a listener, that’s all we know so far (thought someone did mention something about a patreon announcement which confirms that they’re romantic?? idk I’m too broke to afford the patreon rip), but this thing is gonna assume they are canon.
This one is gonna be kinda long and probably not as eloquent as it could be but here we go!
I personally don’t like Gavin - at least not in the romantic sense. In fact, it’s one of the (very very) few gripes I have with the d.a.m.n. story. In almost every other part of this universe you get to choose which character you wanna ‘canonically’ be involved with, but with this particular story we get saddled with Gavin as the canon romantic LI. I personally felt like I was gritting my teeth at points in the story because of the romantic involvement Gavin had with listener, but I still listened anyway because I like the story - and I’m glad I did listen because I love these characters! I just quite literally would have preferred any of the other d.a.m.n. boys over him, and Huxley and Damien just happen to be my favourites.
Another thing is, canonically, I don’t think any of the characters Erik has made have a romantic relationship that isn’t with the listener. Yeah sure, maybe some of the secondary characters are in relationships (like the dude in Marcus’ story who has a partner? And family? I can’t remember his name rip), but they don’t interact with the listener as much as the main characters do - and to have some of the most forefront ‘main characters’ be in a relationship is just really jarring to me? Sure, Lasko and Gavin had a fling, but they aren’t currently in a relationship. If Hux and Damien become a thing, there will now be a gender attached to the receiver of the romantic affection of these characters, when the whole point of Erik’s universe crafting is that there is no gender attached to person who is usually at the receiving end of any romantic affection i.e. the listener. (Edit: this doesn’t change their sexuality at all, which is great, but my point is in a universe where Erik makes it a point to be gender inclusive about people who are in relationships with the LIs, it seems kinda out of place. Not bad, but new).  I don’t know if this point made much sense so I apologise about that.
I can also definitely see how the whole friends to lovers thing can happen, especially after both of them going through something as traumatic as what happened in inversion together, but I feel like there have been no hints towards them getting together and it’s just going to be dumped on us for the sake of having a canon non-listener couple in the redacted universe. Granted, I haven’t had the time to listen to all of the audios after inversion because I’ve been so busy, so I might have just entirely missed the videos where this relationship has been hinted at (which if it has please let me know), but from my current knowledge and stand point this relationship has been ripped out of thin air. It makes me feel uncomfortable because up until this point I’ve seen all four of the the d.a.m.n. boys as brothers, so now that two of them are potentially gonna be dating each other feels gross and I don’t like it.
And finally, to carry on from this particular point, I don’t think I would be able to listen to the non-canon romance audios form Hux and Damien then. But this is just me being stubborn because I feel like they would be ‘cheating’, and I’m just very weird when it comes to things like that lol.
Don’t get me wrong, Huxley and Damien are amazing characters and I want them to be happy and safe, and while I’m not gonna go around attacking people who like the ship, it doesn’t mean I have to like it. I shall suffer in silence instead lmao
edit: removed a tag that said ‘I do agree anon it does feel yucky’ - it was meant to be /j but I don’t think it came across that way!
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suddenly reminded of my second creative writing class in college--i took it after taking intro to creative writing that spring semester.  and the professor for fiction writing 1 was the head of the creative writing department, i was like “cool, i can learn something from a teacher rather than just dealing with the grad students.  which i didn’t mind, i actually liked the grad student assigned to my group of like 10 students out of like the 150 or so that were there...
anyway.  the thing that i suddenly remembered because the professor was just... not good.  especially with the content of the story i was writing for the class.  and he started with the very typical “no genre writing” which confused the hell out of me, because then what the fuck was I supposed to write?  all writing, to me, is genre writing.  because you’re writing in a genre.  if it’s fiction without supernatural, scifi, fantasy, whatever, then it’s like historical or realistic or romance, etc.  there’s always a genre.  so that was the first thing i didn’t like.
but the content of the story i was writing specifically for this class was queer in nature.  at the time, i had a friend who’d solidified their gender as non-binary, and we’d decided to try dating, either before the summer started or just after the summer started.  and so i decided to write something about about a relationship between a lesbian and a non-binary person.  and i used they/them pronouns throughout the story and named the character Alexandre.  and that reverse -re is what brought the memory on, because i’m reading a book written by a NZ author who does that for words like kilometre.
anyway, the guy didn’t like this--and he tried so hard to frame it as grammatical.  but it was worse than that because he was so up in arms about how to pronounce Alexandre, without referencing the fact that words like kilometre are said like kilometer.  I’d only intended the Alexandre as like a cross between Alexandra and Alexander--this was the name the character had chosen.  And Alex as a nickname was no ambiguous, it worked.  And for most of the story, Alexandre went by just Alex.  The entire like summer semester that I was in this online class--and it was all online.  He recorded videos of himself reviewing these writing pieces--and we were also reviewed by classmates for like the pseudo-midterms or whatever, and the only issues some of them had were like my mention of what kind of car I decided to use for the part of the story in the mechanic shop where the lesbian worked, or things of that nature. Things that could improve the content.
This guy literally couldn’t hide his queerphobia enough behind his stink about grammatical “mistakes”.  I literally fixed that one issue with changing Themself to Theirself, because theirself was in the dictionary at the time as an actual word, whereas Themself was not.  As if language isn’t changing and we can’t make up words for our *fictional* works.
Anyway, at the end of the class he asked us to write some sort of review of the whole thing, and I dragged him through the dirt.  Because the entire time he was ripping me apart for my choice in words and content but not actually helping me structure the story the way he was supposed to.  Tell me when I’m switching tenses, tell them i’m typing run on sentences without realizing; hell, tell me I’m using way too many damn commas.  but don’t tell me that my story doesn’t make sense because you don’t know how to say Alexandre, and themself isn’t a word. 
So i told him all of this in a 3rd person perspective, because he asked us to write it not to him, but to “the professor”.  Idk.  And he was apparently confused about why i was so angry...
just remembered all of that today and then immediately got pissed off because i went into fiction writing 2 that fall and used the same story as my last long form writing assignment.  and you wanna know what the class and the professor wanted me to change?  the shit that didn’t make sense, like a 13 year old living on her own with her two fathers living in new york and her mother living in a different part of the same city, and no one asking questions about it.  asking me to delve further into the lesbian’s background because it was all mentioned, but nothing was ever shown--only some of Alex’s background, due to the short length of the story at the time; and then add in more to the final scene of the story that rounded it out.  Shit that *actually* helped.
anyway... i hope he had a small rock--not much bigger than a grain of sand--stuck in his shoe during any classes he taught this week.  so he can be as annoyed as i was during that summer.
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Darkiplier x reader x Antisepticeye
Anon: 🙃 I'm high key craving some Anti rn, so could it be Anti x (gender neutral) reader x Dark where it's like 4am and Dark caught reader and Anti playing Minecraft so he drags then to bed and then they cuddle for a bit before reader falls asleep
Writing this mostly on my phone is my distraction from the fact that I’m not able to watch ISWM yet (if the formatting is weird I blame mobile)
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Dark would have thought better off you.
He thought you would have know better by now.
But no, instead he finds you being foolish.
It’s 4AM, and he finds you and Anti playing Minecraft.
He knows Anti doesn’t care, but he knows you know you should be in bed and asleep by now. Anti doesn’t need much sleep and neither does he, but you do.
For a minute he stands in the doorway, just watching. Neither you or Anti notice the low ringing that follows Dark everywhere, headphones on and talking to each other while you build what looks like a farm together.
So when a heavy hand lands on your shoulder and Anti’s, you almost jump out of your chair and skin. Anti actually glitches and you swear, quickly turning around to face Dark, ripping your headphones off in the process.
Dark’s eyes are thunderous, and you give him a nervous grin.
“Hey Dark.”
“You should be in bed.” Glancing at the clock, you realize how late it has become.
“Whoops.”
“Whoops indeed.”
“Ya fuck, what the fuck did you dat for’?!” Dark glances at Anti, who seemed to have gotten his sense back, headphones now off, shrugging off Dark’s hand.
“They should be in bed.”
“And ya decided to scare us half to death for that? And also fuck ya, they’re not a child with bedtime.” Dark rolls his eyes, the hand still on your shoulder rubbing slow circles.
“I care about their well being, unlike some people.” This time it’s you who roll your eyes as Anti winds up to argue some more.
“Stop it you two.” Both of their attention on you now, you stop Dark’s hand moving with your own. “Dark, we we’re having fun, we simply lost track of time.” Dark looks unconvinced, but before he can say anything else, you get up out of your chair, taking one of Dark’s hands in yours, and Anti’s hand in your other.
“Now, come, let’s actually go to bed and cuddle instead of you two bickering the rest of the night.” They both open their mouths to protest, but with a look they both shut up.
Not long after, you find yourself returning to the bedroom, done with getting ready for the night. Dark is on his back, reading a book, while Anti rests on his front with his eyes closed, space in between them for you.
Yawing, you crawl up on the bed, settling with your head on Dark’s chest, Anti appearing at your back and curling around you seconds later. Dark’s hand that isn’t occupied with his book comes to rest at Anti’s back as the two of you settle.
“What are you reading?” You have to stifle a yawn as Dark shifts the cover so you can read the red lettering on the black cover. Dracula. “Read it out loud to me?”
Dark raises a brow, looking down on you.
“Hardly the most fitting bedtime story.” Anti snorts behind you, nose buried in your back.
“What are they, five?” You elbow Anti as Dark pinches him, making him yelp. “Rude fuckers.”
“Always.” Anti grumbles, pinching your side in retort, you try to squirm away as Dark huffs. “Anyway, please Dark. I like your voice, and it will help me sleep.” Looking up at him, it doesn’t take long before Dark accepts, although with a put upon sigh.
“Very well then.” He clears his throat as you close your eyes, settling in and ready to listen to his voice with the constant low ringing in the background. “In one place part of the stonework of the graves stretches out over the sandy pathway far below.  There are walks...” He continues to read; the sound of him and occasionally Anti shifting behind you familiar and comforting sounds and sensations.
It doesn’t take long before it lulls you to sleep, content and calmed even with your unusual bedtime story.
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fandom-smut-shots · 3 years
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Keith Kogane - I’m Not Going Anywhere
Not Going Anywhere
A/N: Modern life AU.
Also, any genders and pronouns are acceptable to request. If not specified, I default to female, because that’s the majority of reader inserts in my experience.
Summary: You’ve been dating Keith for about six months, but you’ve only recently met his group of friends. He’s worried that they each have more to offer you than he does, and his insecurities eat away at him until you calm him down.
Words: 2,063
           “Your girlfriend is coming to the party, right?”
         Keith froze, glancing up at Shiro where the older man stood beside the stove, preparing a pot of spinach artichoke dip. He was a disaster at cooking actual food, but he’d managed to learn to prepare dips like a boss.
         “Uh…” was all the black-haired boy managed in response, shoving a spoonful of cereal into his mouth.
         “Come on, Keith,” Shiro chided gently, employing his best Older Brother voice. “You’ve been seeing this girl for, what, six months now? I think it’s time I met her. And what better time to introduce her to the gang than at your birthday party?”
         “Do I have to introduce her to everyone?” Keith whined, glaring down at his breakfast. “Can’t she just meet you and be done with it?”
         Shiro sighed, turning to argue when he caught sight of his brother’s expression. Keith wasn’t one for expressing his emotions, so Shiro had learned early on how to read the arch of his brow and the shine of his eyes. Keith currently looked crestfallen, which given the circumstances meant that insecurities were buzzing around inside his head.
         “It’s going to be fine, Keith,” the older boy commented, taking a seat across from Keith at the table. “Everyone is going to love her, and she’s going to love your friends.”
         “That’s what I’m worried about,” was all Keith murmured before he stood, setting his cereal bowl in the sink before turning to skulk down the hallway towards his room.
           “I’d love to go to his birthday party!” you squealed into the phone, balancing it between your ear and your shoulder so you had free use of your hands. “I’m almost done decorating his cake. I could bring it with me!”
         “He’d love that,” Shiro chuckled on the other end. “We’re not a baking-inclined family, so it’s always store-bought cakes for us.”
         “He told me he just wanted to do something simple to celebrate with me,” you returned, swirling icing atop the cake to add calligraphic decoration to Keith’s name. “I wonder why he didn’t tell me you were throwing him a party.”
         “He doesn’t like being the center of attention,” Shiro reasoned.
         You hummed in agreement. “That’s true.” Setting the piping bag on the counter, you paused, a frown forming on your lips. “It’s not… He wants me to come, right? He won’t be mad that you invited me?”
         Shiro sighed into the receiver, and you bit your lip nervously. “He’ll be upset that I went behind his back, but I know him very well, and I think he’d enjoy the party a lot more if you were there. He’s just nervous about you meeting his friends. They can be a handful.”
         “If you’re sure,” you replied. The last thing you wanted to do was upset your boyfriend while trying to celebrate his birthday. “I’ll be there. With a cake.”
         “Perfect,” the man on the phone replied. “I’ll see you tonight. It’ll be great, I promise.”
         You hung up the phone and set it on the counter, admiring your handiwork on your boyfriend’s cake. Exhaling softly, you tried to believe Shiro’s words. Everything would be fine.
           Your heart hammered in your chest as you approached the front door of Shiro and Keith’s shared house. Carefully balancing the cake with one hand, you raised the other to knock on the door, waiting patiently but anxiously for someone to answer. The door opened to reveal Shiro, smiling widely upon seeing you on the other side.
         “(y/n)! It’s so great to meet you!” he greeted enthusiastically. “I’m Shiro, Keith’s older brother. I apologize if I startled you with that phone call earlier – I wasn’t sure Keith would actually follow through and invite you.”
         “He didn’t,” you giggled. “I don’t mind at all. I’ve been wanting to meet you for months.”
         “Let me take that for you,” he offered, easing the cake out of your hold. He headed inside, nodding for you to follow him. You closed the door behind you, following the tall man- like seriously, how was he that tall?-  into the kitchen. There stood a thicker boy, nearly as tall as Shiro, stirring and chopping like a professional chef.
         “That cheese sauce smells amazing, Hunk,” Shiro complimented the cook, placing the cake on the counter.
         “It’s almost done- ooh, where’d the cake come from?” the cook inquired.
         “Keith’s girlfriend.”
         The spoon being used to stir the cheese sauce fell to the floor with a clink, gooey cheese splashing all over the tile.
         “Keith’s what?!”
         The tall, tanned cook spun on his heel, a grin splitting his lips as he caught sight of you. “She’s real!”
         Shiro laughed softly, stepping closer to you. “Hunk, this is (y/n). (y/n), this is Hunk, our resident chef. He shares a few classes with Keith.”
         “I’m an engineering major,” Hunk explained, offering his hand. You placed your comparably tiny hand in his, giggling softly.
         “It’s nice to meet you. Keith has mentioned your cooking.”
         Hunk’s eyes sparkled at the confirmation that the emotionally constipated raven appreciated his food before he turned back to the stove.
         “Hey, Shiro, what-“ Keith stopped in his tracks as he entered the kitchen, his eyes widening as he stared at you. “(y/n)? What are you doing here?”
         “I invited her because I knew you wouldn’t,” Shiro explained.
         “It’s okay that I’m here, right, babe?” you questioned, brows furrowing with worry as you took Keith’s hands in yours.
         “Babe?” teased an unfamiliar voice. “Keith lets someone call him babe?” A tall, thin brunet sauntered into view, resting his elbow on your boyfriend’s shoulder. “Hey, who’s the hottie? She’s- ow!”
         Keith’s elbow collided with the brunet’s rib, and he stepped away.
         “Yeah, it’s okay,” Keith murmured, lacing his fingers with yours, but you could hear the uncertainty in his voice. You stood up on your toes, pressing your lips to his, and he melted into the gesture despite having an audience. The brunet from before whistled at the sight, and Keith pulled back with a glare in his eyes and a blush on his cheeks.
         “I’m (y/n,” you introduced, offering your hand.
         “The name’s Lance,” the tan brunet grinned, taking your hand in his and lightly kissing your knuckles. You simply raised a brow in response, unsurprised when Keith ripped Lance’s hand away from yours.
         “She’s taken,” he growled, wrapping an arm around your waist. You giggled softly, resting your head on Keith’s shoulder.
         “Is that everyone?” you inquired, looking towards Shiro.
         “Hunk!” another voice called from the hallway. “Are the nachos done? I’m starving- oh, hey.”
         Finally, someone not insanely tall.
         “I’m Pidge,” they offered, lifting their hand to their head in a salute. “You must be Keith’s girlfriend.”
         “(y/n),” you countered. “Are you another friend of his?”
         Pidge stole a chip from the bowl on the table, popping it into their mouth. “If that’s what we’re calling it. I’m friends with Lance and Hunk, and they kinda forced Keith to join the group.”
         “I encouraged it,” Shiro replied. “My brother needs social skills.”
         “I have plenty of social skills,” Keith grumbled in response.
         Lance snickered loudly, Pidge choked on a ship, and Hunk chuckled from his place at the stove.
         “I got myself a girlfriend without your interference, didn’t I?” your boyfriend defended, his grip around your wait tightening.
         “How did you two meet, anyway?” Pidge questioned.
         “I’m an art major,” you replied. “We met in Interpretive Painting.”
         “Keith takes art classes?” Lance gasped, his voice raising several octaves.
         “Makes sense,” Pidge shrugged.
         “Interpretive Painting?” Hunk repeated. “That sounds like fun.”
         “Ah, someone who will encourage my brother to keep working on his art,” Shiro smiled. “I already love her.”
         Keith used his hand on your waist to guide you away from the others, leading you to the living room. He sat on the couch, pulling you onto his lap, securing his arms around you. Your own arms wrapped around his neck, your fingers toying with his thick raven hair. His nose nuzzled into your neck as he inhaled deeply, enjoying the scent of your body wash.
         “Why didn’t you want me to meet them?” you inquired softly. “They seem nice.”
         “Too nice,” he murmured against your skin. “They’ll take you away from me.”
         You pulled away from Keith just enough to lift his head, caressing his jaw with your hand, gazing softly into his violet eyes. “You don’t really think that, do you?”
         His gaze dropped somewhere behind you – a tell that the current situation made him vulnerable and insecure.
         “You heard them in there. I’m not social. How many times have you told me I suck at texting back? If you hadn’t been so friendly, I wouldn’t have even been able to ask you out.”
         “So?” you questioned, brushing your thumb across is cheekbone. “I’m dating you, aren’t I? If you being anti-social was an issue, I wouldn’t have said yes.”
         He sighed, dropping his forehead to your shoulder. “Lance is better at romance and dating. Pidge is smart, and you like a lot of the same games. Hunk can cook actual meals. They have more to offer you.”
         Your heart broke at his honesty. You knew how hard it was for Keith to be so open, even with you. He must have been dreading the day you met his friends if he was this concerned about it.
         Taking his face in your hands, you lifted his head until you can access his mouth. You gently pressed your lips to his, pouring your emotions into the kiss. He sighed softly against your lips, his arms tightening around your waist. You let one hand slide back to tangle in his hair, gently tugging on the strands.
         “I’m not going anywhere,” you promised between kisses. “I love you, Keith. Befriending your friends means I get to spend more time with you and learn more about you. They’re not going to take me from you, I promise.”
         “Dinner is done!” Hunk’s voice called from the kitchen.
         You slid off of Keith’s lap, much to his dismay, and offered him a hand. “Come on, babe. Let’s go eat.”
         He took your hand, lacing your fingers and squeezing softly as he followed you into the kitchen. Chips, cheese, meat, and vegetables decorated the table as a homemade nacho bar for everyone to dig into. Keith’s amethyst eyes danced around the kitchen, landing on an unfamiliar container on the counter.
         “What’s that?” he inquired, turning his gaze to Hunk.
         Hunk grinned. “(y/n) brought it.”
         “It’s your cake,” you replied, shoving a fully-coated nacho into your mouth.
         “You made me a cake?” Keith questioned, his eyes softening as he looked at you.
         “The plan was for us to have a private party after you were done here,” you shrugged. “When Shiro invited me, I figured I might as well bring the cake.”
         Keith dipped his head, pressing a loving kiss to your lips. Lance and Pidge cat-called from somewhere behind you, but Keith didn’t seem to mind. Shiro smiled from behind Keith, shaking his head softly.
           After dinner and cake were thoroughly enjoyed, you followed Keith and his friends to the living room to watch movies. He sat on the couch and you reclaimed your place on his lap, snuggling into his chest. His hands intertwined with yours, his fingertips brushing your knuckles, and you peppered soft kisses to his jaw, reminding him that you were his.
         While everyone was enthralled in the movie, you turned to face your boyfriend. You untangled a hand from his in order to lift it to his face, cupping his cheek. He turned his gaze from the movie to look at you, a soft expression in his eyes that only you were allowed to see. You shifted in his lap, pulling his lips down to yours. He tilted his head to deepen the kiss, gently nipping at your lower lip with his teeth. You were tempted to give in until you recalled your company, reluctantly breaking the kiss and settling back against his chest.
         “I’m not going anywhere,” you murmured softly, squeezing his hand as you watched the movie. The kiss he pressed to the side of your head told you that he understood, and while you knew his insecurities wouldn’t be magically washed away, you also knew that he was trying and that was more than enough for you.
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dreamkidddream · 3 years
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Those Doll!anon fics were really amazing! I really wanna do something like it if you don’t mind. Could I maybe get a Yorkie!MC? Like, a really short, really friendly MC until they feel like they or one of the brothers/undateables are being threatened or insulted, then they try to pick a fight they’d obviously lose? I’m just laughing at the mental imagine of this short, unthreatening human yelling at and trying to square up against a demon lol.
Awww tysm!! 💙I missed writing for Obey Me (and we also hit 666 followers at this point 😈💜) and since this was so interesting I decided that I’m gonna do the Undateables first and then do the brothers cause I feel like I don’t show them enough love 😔 reader is gender neutral!
The Undateables with Yorkie!MC
Diavolo
He is LOVING your energy
Your happiness is so contagious, it just adds onto his already cheery demeanor. He honestly feels his cheeks hurting from smiling even more when you’re around (and he doesn’t even care!)
He’s gonna buy Lucifer so much Demonus as a thank you for picking you for the exchange program. Seriously, you’re PERFECT (for him)
As the President of Student Council and future King, he loves seeing you interact with the other students, and he’s glad that they’re reacting positive to you. At least some of them do
Now, no one is to foolish (or powerful) enough to threaten Diavolo or do anything to you that can bring you harm. They can try, but they won’t be getting the results that they hope for
But he can’t help it but find it amusing when you try to “defend his honor” when someone bad mouths him. He makes sure to not let it show (gotta be professional after all) but he does tease you about it later. You’re so small and seeing you just yelling square up to this demon is hilarious. He has no idea what geometry has to do with this, but he’s learned some new slang thanks to you!
He’s finally found someone who’ll go along with his antics and more. Whereas other people may complain about him wanting to do fun activities that seem basic, you just flash a big smile, grab his hand and tell him to lead the way
(You even made matching friendship bracelets and he refuses to take it off, ever)
You really make him happy MC. He doesn’t remember the last time he’s ever felt this lighthearted, and he doesn’t feel the sense of loneliness that he felt himself getting used too
Also Lucifer gets twice the headache now, but the Demonus helps it go away (temporarily)
Barbatos
Ah, so another Luke, except older and that you take your threats of violence very serious, if what he sees (both in the present and the future) holds true (which it does)
You’re still harmless in his eyes though
Your friendly personality makes it easy for you to be forgiven for a lot of things…even if your actions make him give you the side eye at times
Despite how energetic you are (which is something that he’ll never grow tired of) your presence has a relaxing effect on him. Even if he has to warn you sometimes to be careful with the way that you bounce around so much, especially when he’s in the kitchen
He unfortunately can’t be by your side as he is Lord Diavolo’s butler, but that doesn’t mean that he can’t keep watch on you, even without the use of his powers
With how outgoing you are, you’re bound to attract trouble, in which you do at a constant rate. What was comical however, is that it seemed like the trouble you attracted was on his behalf
“MC, what seems to be the issue here?”
“BARB! You won’t believe this! This jerk has the nerve to call you stuck up- well I can show you stuck up! After I stick my foot up your- Huh? Hey, why am I the one being dragged away?! W- count yourself lucky that Barb is saving you right now demon! But this isn’t over- MPH!”
“I hate to spoil you before our tea party, but you were already late and I have been meaning to have you try my new recipe that I’ve been working on…”
You were too busy trying to savor the delicious flavor to focus on what just happen, which was his plan all along. You get to try more of his delicious treats and he gets to enjoy your touch and company. Crisis averted!
He’s crafty enough to have plans to evade you “fighting” and you haven’t caught on yet (or maybe you did and just feign ignorance? Either way works for him)
It doesn’t bother him what people say about him, he doesn’t care in the slightest (and they’re not bold enough to say it to his face). What he cares about is making sure that you keep your carefree energy, and that he keeps to see you with your radiating smile on your face
Simeon
You remind him so much of Luke. Are you sure you’re not from the Celestial Realm too?
Don’t worry he’s only teasing you (kinda) but you do have just as much energy if not MORE than Luke
And you don’t mind helping him either, no matter how “silly” his requests may be
“You’re doing great Si! See, you didn’t even need my help!”
“MC, I couldn’t have gotten to this point without you. My pictures are still coming out a little blurry, but that could be because you wouldn’t stand still- but it does add special kind of charm to them…”
He’s keeping them btw
He was shook when he saw you go off the first time, like he really wasn’t expecting it (Solomon did try to warn him, he was laughing but he did try to warn him)
“Don’t think just because he’s an angel means I’m bout to act like one! I will end you!”
MC please don’t make this demon “catch these hands” violence isn’t necessary
He doesn’t know what that means but he’s scared that he’s gonna find out if he doesn’t hold you back
He has reprimanded you each time when you try to fight others. He knows that demons see him as weak and talk behind his back, but he chooses to ignore them, to turn the other cheek. But just because he does, doesn’t mean that you do, and he sees that now
Simeon really doesn’t want you to fight, and it’s not even because it’s against his nature (it’s part of the reason, just not the whole reason). Fighting leads to injury, and injury leads to distress, and that’s the last thing that he wants to happen to you. And he’s not going to let anything happen to you!
He truly believes it’s a waste of time and energy, and you could find better things to do. For example, by spending time with him!
Simeon may not be your guardian angel officially, but he’s your guardian angel. Always
Has definitely written a character based on you
Luke
Is immediately upset that you don’t stay in Purgatory Hall with him, and even more upset that you don’t live in the Celestial Realm
You’re like the best older sibling he’s never had! And you don’t treat him like a baby either!
Or he’s just admiring you too much to notice
You never hesitate to help him with anything; baking, homework, pretty much anything and everything. He may try to make it seem like you need his assistance, but we all know it’s the other way around (with the exception of Luke himself)
We all know that Luke gets teased by the brothers and even his roommates sometimes (looking at you Solomon), but it’s just harmless teasing (for the most part). It’s when he hears what the other students say about him that gets to him- he tries to show that it doesn’t bother him and he tries to stand up for himself but- their words really hurt him
And no one hurts Luke and gets away with it
You already get onto the brothers for their teasing when it starts to bother him, and now the brothers have to jump in to stop you from trying to rip this demon horns’ off
You can’t really reach them and they’re pretty sure you won’t do any damage, but they rather not take the chance of you getting hurt
It’s not the first or last time that you do this either, and it just makes him feel horrible. He’s the angel here, the one that’s suppose to protect you, not the other way around!
You help him out so much, either without defending him you do so much for him already. How can he ever repay you? He feels like whatever he does won’t be enough…WAIT- he figured out what he can do!
He can get stronger and protect you! He can go to Beel so that you don’t have to fight for him anymore, or maybe have Solomon make some potions that’s like demon repellent but only for those jerks. If those mean demons see how serious and strong he is, then they’re bound to leave you guys alone! Maybe he can show you some tricks too once he’s done. He has to hurry up and tell you the plan then, you guys can’t wait any longer!
Their words do hurt, but so does seeing you putting yourself in harms way to protect him. You can’t do all the protecting MC, he needs to watch out for you too, no if ands or buts about it!
You and Luke are the duo we never knew we needed
Solomon
Ah, it’s about time he found a human as interesting and adorable as you. Where having you been hiding all his lifetime?!
He has wayyyy more fun teasing you than Luke. Your pout just makes things x100 better and cuter
Congrats on becoming his new victim MC
Another one to find you very amusing when you try to fight and won’t stop you either
He will dead serious be recording you trying to fight on his DDD. He’ll make sure that it doesn’t escalate but who is he to stop such entertainment?
He has become tempted to cast a superhuman strength spell on you, and he ends up doing it “on accident” (which has happened more than once)
Lucifer has done the “I’m watching you” thing to him every time he has lmao
But no seriously, he won’t let you get hurt; he won’t even let the chance arise. He’s already pulling you away before you can get yourself worked up fully, dragging you to the library or his room to test some new spells (one that he tempts you can use on these demons). It’s enough to get your attention back on him
You’re a daily source of his amusement and someone that he wants MC, but that doesn’t mean he can afford his favorite human getting hurt on his watch!
He’s no stranger to the gossip about him, nor is he clueless. It’s just all talk anyway, he doesn’t care and neither should you. But it is touching to know that you care this much about him and how he feels…
But he doesn’t want you to do this for him. He’s a powerful sorcerer, he can easily solve this without breaking a sweat if he wanted to, but he doesn’t deem it worthy to even waste a drop of potions on. But since you’re so concerned, maybe a quick kiss would make him feel better?
He thought you were a little gullible, but that’s not the case. You just have a very open and bright personality, one that he finds himself getting attached to more and more as each day passes
If he’s not careful, he might get more enamored with you than he already is-
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vhenanshiral · 3 years
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On the Topic of Seiya Kou.
This is a Sailor Moon post rather than a Dragon Age post. Shocker, I know, but Sailor Moon is another one of my loves. This will focus on the 90s anime adaptation of the manga. So do not come at me with “but in the manga,” because the 90s adaptation and the manga were incredibly different in multiple ways. Seiya will be referred to as she/her because the male form was a disguise. That being said, any interpretation of Seiya’s gender is valid and I love them all! Anyway. I see a lot of shit talking about Seiya and it’s honestly ... super tiring. So many of the “negative” points against Seiya are misinterpreted, misunderstood, and misrepresented for the sake of making her look like a dumpster fire. 1. “Seiya is creepy towards Usagi and stalks her.” Except ... she doesn’t. They meet by accident numerous times, and in fact Usagi even seeks Seiya out. They develop a friendship, and it’s normal and natural for friends to seek each other out. Usagi and the girls actually, literally stalk the Three Lights more than once during the season. 2. “Seiya thinks Usagi is weak because she told Mamoru to take care of her when they left.” This honestly makes no sense to me. It is repeatedly shown that Seiya admires Usagi’s strength, both as Usagi and as Sailor Moon. It is natural to want the people you love to be protected, and that does not mean that you think they’re weak and incapable of protecting themselves. Seiya knew Usagi was capable and strong because she had seen her demonstrate these traits multiple times. Throughout the season, Seiya repeatedly lifts Usagi up with her confidence in her capabilities. This is even before she knows she is Sailor Moon. Let’s not forget that when Galaxia kills all of the Inners, they ask the Starlights to protect Sailor Moon, so saying that Seiya telling Mamoru to take care of her means she thinks she is weak ... that must mean everyone else thinks she is too, right? It’s absurd. 3. “Seiya can’t take ‘no’ for an answer, always hits on her, and is constantly pressuring her into a relationship.” It is true that Seiya repeatedly quips about “having a chance” with Usagi. It’s also true that Usagi repeatedly reminds Seiya that she has a boyfriend. But it isn’t true that Seiya repeatedly attempts to coerce her into a relationship. It also isn’t true that she does it all the time. While she shouldn’t have done it even more than once (when she was unaware of Usagi’s relationship status,) it’s obvious from the context that she isn’t being serious. Seiya repeatedly making quips is an issue, and while those kinds of situations can and often do mean someone is being a “Nice Guy,” a predator, an abuser, etc., we know from everything that we see that it is not the case with Seiya. Let’s take the “date,” for an example: Seiya throws it out there (literally, just time and place and walks off) and Usagi willingly shows up the next day and is even irritated that Seiya is late. Usagi is not forced or coerced into the date; she retains all of the power regarding whether or not she shows up. She would not have gone if she didn’t want to. Actually, let’s look at these instances of Seiya hitting/making a move on Usagi. - In the “date” episode, Usagi thinks that Seiya is going to make a move on her. Some suggest that Usagi thinks she is going to kiss her, but the language, Usagi’s expressions, and her reaction to the truth seem to imply that she thinks Seiya is suggesting something more intimate. - In the episode with the beach monster when Chibi Chibi opens up the door and pushes Seiya over on to Usagi, Usagi is the one who, again, assumes Seiya is up to No Good, despite it being a complete accident and innocent on Seiya’s part. - In the episode where Seiya spends the night at Usagi’s because she’s alone and Seiya very nearly confesses who she is to Usagi while they’re in her bedroom, it is Usagi who believes that Seiya is going to confess to having a crush on her. - Later in that same episode, when they are hiding in the cabinet and Seiya again thinks about confessing her true identity to her, it is Usagi who thinks Seiya is about to suggest something intimate. In fact, throughout the season, it is everyone from Usagi, to the other girls, to single-episode characters, to even Luna who think that Seiya is going to suggest or attempt illicit activities with Usagi, and not Seiya. It is all but explicitly stated that Usagi is attracted to Seiya. Not just because of the implications of her assumptions, but also because she is scolded over it. In fact, Rei tells her that she needs to sort her feelings out. Haruka and Michiru forbid her from seeing Seiya because she has Mamoru. She may not love Seiya the same way, but she is attracted to her and she does love her (and Usagi being attracted to other people is not a new thing.) Let’s look at the softball episode, because it’s ... pretty problematic and people often point to it as being one of the episodes that paint Seiya as some creepy stalker who can’t just take a hint and tells everyone that Usagi is her girlfriend. It is Rei who thinks that Seiya training Usagi in softball is inappropriate (let’s remember that it is Ami who thinks that something illicit is going on with Seiya and Usagi in the bodyguard episode...) because Mamoru is Usagi’s boyfriend, not Seiya. It is Sonoko who insists that Seiya’s “relationship” with Usagi isn’t acceptable, and it is her that places the bet that if Seiya’s team loses, she’s not to associate with Usagi anymore. Seiya agrees because she’s competitive, hates to lose, has confidence in herself and Usagi, and knows that Sonoko is wrong. When Usagi tries to interject about the actual nature of their relationship (that they’re not dating,) it’s the girls who shush her because they’re expecting Seiya’s team to lose and that will give them the opportunity to make Seiya feel better. I want to touch on the “Seiya knows Sonoko is wrong” part. I think what a lot of people don’t think about is that when Sonoko placed this bet and openly stated her disapproval of Seiya spending time with Usagi, Sonoko was attacking Usagi’s worth as a person. She was openly saying that Usagi wasn’t good enough to be hanging out with Seiya in any capacity. Seiya took issue with this because she obviously believes and knows differently. She values Usagi as a person. Who is Sonoko to decide who is and isn’t good enough to spend time with her? Seiya is not approaching the situation with entirely selfish motives, unlike the girls who fed into the Seiya/Usagi romance for the hopeful eventuality of them being able to comfort Seiya after a loss when she’ll be forced to stop hanging out with Usagi. She uses this situation to help bolster Usagi’s confidence in herself. That doesn’t change the fact that the bet is stupid to begin with, but it is what it is. Oh, additionally ... Seiya doesn’t tell the school that she and Usagi are dating. Them dating is an assumption that Seiya simply doesn’t correct. It’s worth noting that if she did correct that assumption, it would feed into Sonoko’s declaration that Usagi isn’t good enough to be with Seiya. 4. “Seiya tried to make the rooftop scene about herself and used it as a way to try to take Mamoru’s place in Usagi’s life.” This whole entire scene is consistently misinterpreted and has all of the context ripped from it, because that is not what that scene is. No, it 100% was not the best time for Seiya to ask that question (and no, it is not “can I take his place?” that she says,) but people tend to forget that Usagi is not the only vulnerable person in this scene and it isn’t just about her. It is Seiya who triggers Usagi’s emotional breakdown on accident, and in these moments she is watching the person she loves crumble into pieces. The rooftop scene is about both of them and the context makes that clear. Up until this point, the only person who knew that Mamoru wasn’t keeping in contact with Usagi was Seiya. None of the girls knew, none of them. Imagine the amount of trust Usagi had to have in Seiya in order to share that incredibly sensitive information with her and with no one else, not even her closest friends. Usagi had told Seiya a whole 13 episodes before this one, and since finding out Seiya tried her best to make Usagi happy and to keep her mind busy. It isn’t until a few episodes after this that everyone including Seiya finds out that Mamoru is dead. So Seiya spends all of this time believing that Mamoru ditched Usagi when he moved overseas and that he’s a horrible boyfriend who obviously doesn’t care about Usagi. This is naturally hurtful to Seiya, who grows to genuinely like and love Usagi through the season. She cares for her and doesn’t want to see her in pain, which is why she does her best to help Usagi feel less alone. There is no point in the season where Seiya’s intentions are to maliciously shove herself into Mamoru’s place in Usagi’s life. She has no idea who Tuxedo Mask is. She had no idea that throwing the red rose - her own personal trademark - was going to trigger such an emotional response from Usagi. So here they both are on this rooftop in the middle of the pouring rain. Usagi’s breaking down over how alone she feels, and Seiya’s suddenly faced with the realization that not only did she cause this breakdown, everything she had been trying to do to help her wasn’t working and she failed again. She couldn’t save her system/planets, 99.9% of her people are literally dead because she wasn’t strong enough to save them, and she and the other two members of her team had no idea where their princess was or even if she was okay until the episode before this one. Immediately after the destruction of everything they knew, the Starlights had to flee to an alien planet with alien people, disguise themselves, and pander to a bunch of complete strangers that salivated over, stalked, and harassed them, all while searching for their princess  and fighting the minions of the person who ctrl+a ctrl+x’ed their home system. She had no time to process any of the unimaginable loss and failure she had suffered through. When people talk about the rooftop scene and about how Seiya “makes it about herself,” this is everything they’re forgetting. When Seiya is asking Usagi if she isn’t good enough, it isn’t Seiya trying to weasel her way in, it’s Seiya both coping with her own numerous losses and trying to remind Usagi that she’s there for her. In the end, Seiya is the one that Usagi credits with being able to get herself through everything she was dealing with.
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hiiii! i was wondering if you could write some headcannons for kirishima, bakugou, and kaminari with a s/o with braces? i got mine on a couple days ago and i’m in quite a bit of pain🧍‍♀️
their s/o gets braces
character(s) : kirishima eijirou, bakugou katsuki, kaminari denki (bnha)
legend : [Y/N = your name] they/them pronouns used (gender neutral), quirk not specific
headcanon type : fluff, crack if you squint, mainly comfort (x reader)
note(s) : ahh i feel bad for you. it literally felt like my jaw got ripped off by a wendigo when i got braces for the first time. anyways, it’ll feel so satisfying once you can eat again!
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kirishima eijirou
he was told to get his teeth fixed when he was younger, but he heard how painful it was— so he never actually went through with it.
moving aside that, he immediately goes to find you when he finds out that you’re out from the dentist
and oh— you have braces now.
“does it hurt?” he asks, when he glides through the soup isle. he doesn’t know why it hurts, but he heard that it helps.
“nope.”
but it did hurt. precisely, it felt like your jaw got bashed in by power similar to midoriya’s quirk.
he’s alarmed, because one, he hates seeing you squirm in pain, and two he made the foolish mistake by giving you one french fry when you asked him to
and your reaction wasn’t very pleasant
so, what can he do? he has no knowledge on this!
but wait, youtube exists. eijirou ends up binge watching on a bunch of braces videos, and he practically comes back a natural expert at taking care of new braces
eijirou lets you at all the ice cream he wants, at the same time- he manages to make yummy, but healthy and chewable meals for you for the rest of the week
when he sleeps in your bed, he makes sure not to turn in sleep— surprisingly cautious of his movements
trust me, when my brother didn’t have his own room yet, he almost elbowed my jaw in his sleep— and i only had braces for 6 hours then. so he’s surprisingly?? cautious.
fawns over the fact that your lips looked really swollen because of the new braces, “are you comfortable, cutie?” is what he says when he checks up on you
reminds you to brush your teeth, AND floss. sometimes he’ll do it for you just because he just so happened to walk in when you were flossing LMAO ITS SO WEIRD BUT 💀 its eijirou
has his way of keeping you away from foods like popcorn and bubble gum “Y/N! if you put that down, we can eat this OTHER chewable thing together!”
anyways— he’s the perfect caretaker in my opinion. but eijirou ends up overdoing the research
“have you ever considered buying a water floss?”
... “eijirou, regular floss is fine, y’know?”
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bakugou katsuki
this man- omg. [que shiny teeth and me]
his teeth are perfect. he has no history of cavities, and every single tooth grew in correctly. he brushes, and flosses regularly too.
if you don’t tell him you’re getting braces AT LEAST the day before, he’ll be really mad
he’s probably the one that accompanies you to the dentist. he’s willing to inhale that oddly satisfying and weird dentist office smell, and sit in a chair for a hour, staring at a weird soap drama
just so he could accompany you back.
listens to the dentist’s instructions, because he must. know. everything. and besides— you’re probably too bugged out to pay attention.
he knows that it doesn’t hurt around the first 20 minutes or so, but he’s still going to take some extra precautions.
first of all, no more begging for the usual food cravings, because if you do— oh boy.
he’ll stare at you like you’re crazy “what? and you think you can eat that shit? no.” he says, as he gets a spoonful of soup, blowing on it, so it’s not too hot
second of all, he’ll watch you brush your teeth. he might even scold you if you brush too fast.
watches you floss, and smirks when you finish
“don’t be so down about it,” he’ll say in his usual manner “you can have all the disgusting meals you want after the first week”
that makes you smile
“,,just no more gum, popcorn—”
oh, and he’s really strict about that. he’ll yank it out of your hand if you dare to eat anything that’s in the list of ‘the forbidden’
he’s a mean caretaker :,) but he does an excellent job at being one. on the good side, he’ll kiss those lips for yours after the first week has been completed
“don’t be so down about it. your teeth will be perfect just like mine in [insert year of braces removal]”
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kaminari denki
denki probably had a few cavities here and there, but his teeth are okay.
he was sort of left in the dark about it :,) because you thought it would be a great idea to surprise him.
you told him you were going to the dentist again which was weird to him because who goes to the dentist 3 times in one month??
denki’s appalled when he sees your eyes tearing up, as he happily waltz into to your room.
“oh no! what happened?” his expression falls, “are you hurt? what can i do?”
“surprise?” you show him your teeth, now fixed with braces
and he’s just :0 what’s that on your teeth?
“you didn’t tell me!” he whines, since he was left in the dark, and while you sheepishly smile at him— he observes your teeth
you open your mouth to answer him, but he shakes his head “don’t answer! i’ll go fix something up for you, even though i’m mediocre at best with cooking— oh well, want anything?— oh wait, just nothing chewable, right?”
similar to kirishima, he doesn’t know why it’s so painful— but he can imagine the pain with the way you’re describing it.
he distracts you by making you laugh, since laughter is the best medicine— but he makes sure not to go too overboard (because he thinks stretching your jaw out would be too much)
ends up replacing your toothbrush with one that had softer bristles, as he tends to get side tracked with the monitoring thing rip
oh, but he does watch you floss your teeth. y’know— what if you accidentally bump your hand against your jaw? he’s thoughtful of that.
for once, it looks like he actually knows about taking care of your braces, even more than you (it looks temporary but hmm.. we dont know)
but after that excruciating week, he DEADASS asked you if he could touch them 💀
“pleasee? what— it doesn’t hurt anymore, does it?”
“denki, don’t even try—”
when you get your braces adjusted, he’s always the one that picks your colors (if you could pick the colors., if that makes sense.)
gets sad when you don’t choose the color he wanted because they ran out of that color. its not even your fault whkdwks
denki was really sad to hear that yellow made your teeth look yellow, and black made it look like you had cavities :,)
overall, he might’ve had some moments where he absolutely missed on the care taking part. but he did his very best! please know that.
the bakusquad is surprised to see his search history— which namely had the keywords ‘braces’ in all of them. they teased him for it
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