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#at this point i just try for anyone with dyed hair who doesn't look like they do coke
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How the kings would react to the shipping of them and MC
Satan
He was hanging out with his nobles, just talking gossip like normal people
But Paimon was just staying on his phone through half the conversations
"Paimon! What's so important that you're not interested in seing Sitri's baby pictures?"
Sitri was dying in the corner while Zagan was rubbing his back
Paimon takes his eyes out of his phone and giggles.
"Oh, I was just arguing with some people onlineeee"
Satan puts down the pictures of baby Sitri on the table (which Astaroth swiftly takes for himself. This will make such great blackmail material) and sits next to Paimon curiously.
"What are these dumpass arguing about now? Don't tell me Leraye started sending death threats to Barbatos over the weather again."
"Noooooo, it's better than thaaaaat. People are arguing about who the child of Solomon would dateeeee"
Satan takes Paimon's phone and starts to scroll through the comversations.
"And I'm winning, right? I mean MC has a pact with me, I was the first to meet them, it's obvious that I'm the one they'll choose"
"I know, riiiiiight?"
Satan would become the most active person in the shipping forum, just spamming it with pictures of him and MC
It's a way to assert his dominance over the whole thing.
Gamigin almost started a war between Paradise Lost and Gehenna when he started insulting Satan under his photos of MC
Mod Jjok had to work overtime to stop the harassment everyone in Gehenna was throwing at Gamigin for that
Lucifer had to send a formal apologise on behalf of his son to stop the situation from escalating further.
Mammon
Recently Eligos asked him to try on different fashion styles
At some point Mammon asks Eligos what this is all about
"The child of Solomon mentioned that they are interested in gothic fashion, so I'm trying to see what clothing would fit you and abide by goth fashion rules."
Mammon chuckles and ruffles Eligos' hair before telling him that he is already to his master's liking
"But there are a lot of people that claim that MC would be more interested in the other kings. We can't have that! Just yesterday Amon was bragging that MC and Beelzebub went on a date!"
"I'm glad they had fun with Beelzebub, but Beelzebub is mine and I am MC's. They can have fun with anyone they please."
Eligos' jaw drops to the floor. He gets flashbacks of all the arguments he had online about this and how he bought bots to mass report any Mammon x Mc slander
Eligos constantly tries to convince Mammon that the shipping wars are a big but Mammon doesn't really care.
At most he sends pictures of him and MC cuddling to Satan to spite him like all good friends do with eachother.
Leviathan
Leviathan is a lurker through the forums
It's where he got most of his information about you before kidnapping you
Probably reports all posts that aren't for the ship with him and you for false information
He would constantly post pictures of you and him doing mundane things with captions like "Living life perfectly", "Greatest day of my life", "Me and my wonderful significant other"
Makes everyone in Hades like his post and floud it with compliments
He'll make an account for you where he roleplays as a version of you that's madly innlove with you
The most likely to start an actual war between Hades and whatever ship is trending that morning
He sometimes doesn't sleep and just scrolls through the forums, refreshing constantly to see if you're having fun with someone else
King of all doxxers
No VPN will protect you from Leviathan's wrath
Beelzebub
Beelzebub was tied to his office chair with Bael glaring at him
"Go on, look at the complaint. What does it say?"
"I should take a vacation. I'm already burned out. You know, overworking is very bad for your health."
Bael glares at him with not an ounce of amusement behind his eyes
When Beelzebub skims through the files, something catches his attention
"Threat of war from Hades? I don't remember going to Hades recently, what happened?"
"While you were away having fun with the child of Solomon, Amon posted pictures of you two going at it on a forum. Next thing I know, his majesty Leviathan declared war on Avisos. I had to talk him out of it, but we now have to write a report about what happened and send it to the other kingdoms to tell them that it was resolved without any casualties."
Beelzebub was laughing his ass off while Bael was question his life choices
Beelzebub asks Amon to show him the forum which the younger devil does happily.
He sometimes go through it often, but he uses it as a way to find out where you are.
He's chiller about the whole thing, finding it kind of funny that so many people are so invested in your love life
Lucifer
Gamigin won't shut up about it.
If Lucifer took a shot every time Gamigin complained about the shipping wars, he'll dethrone Beelzebub as the king of Gluttuny
Lucifer is a softer lover, only being intense in more private parts of your relationship
So even getting him to kiss you in public (or outside the bedroom) is very hard.
This makes Gamigin's job as a shipper very hard
Lucifer finds the shipping war situation absurd
Why would anyone do this? What is it accompleshing? Why does he suddently get embargos from Hades or Gehenna after he goes on a date with you?
He'll probably have to sit Gamigin down and tell him to stop calling the other kings rude names just because they hang out with you.
It really depends on your reaction to everything as well
If you like being in the spot light, than he'll try to be more open with his affection, giving Gamigin more oportunities to gush about you online
If you want to keep your relationship more private, than he'll make all cameras fracture when pointing at the two of you
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bluewxrld07 · 3 months
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She's All I Wanna Be (Trevor Zegras)
Trevor Zegras x Reader - Instagram AU
Warning(s): Angst
Summary: Based off Tate McRae's song She's All I Wanna Be :)
dixiedamelio just posted a photo!!
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dixiedamelio Inner Miley Cyrus Bangerz era.... oh and pc to Z
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user1 ok but her suit slays
user2 anybody else notice she didn't tag Trevor? Little sis if you ask me
user3 We all know they're together at this point. They just don't want to rip the bandaid off
user2 Right? We all know he dumped yourusername to be with Dixie. He's just trying to avoid confirmation
charlidamelio 🦆
addisonrae Bod goals af
trevorzegras 😳
trevorzegras sorry still in awe of u
user4 He doesn't even try to hide it
yourusername just posted a photo!
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yourusername you want the girl with the small waist, and the perfect smile
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user1 She's always been so gorgeous I am obsessed w/her
user2 Glad to see a model who has the same body type as me owning it 🥰
user3 Yeeesshhhh Trevor's loss
user4 Why would she post something like this when her body looks like that? It's actually horrendous 🤢
user1 This is what healthy looks like first off? Second off she's a gym influencer who heavy lifts? What's your talent? Tell me her confidence levels are annoying you without actually telling me fr user4
yourbff Currrrves for daysss
yourbff Hottie w/ a body??!
jackhughes Bestie looking fine as always
yourbff um jackhughes bye she's my bff get your own bff since your last one has a trashy looking type jackhughes Shhhh don't expose me like that we don't claim it
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trevorzegras Obsessed w/ u
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user1 well this wasn't on my bingo card
user2 omg isn't that Charli's sister? I forgot her name. What does she do???
user1 I'm dead, you really clowning her lmfao user2
user3 So much prettier than what's her face
user4 I miss yourusername
user5 It's the fact that she's back to her darker hair? Anyone finding that a little weird?
dixiedamelio All heart eyes for you 😘
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yourusername if you say she's nothing to worry about, then why'd close your eyes when I said it out loud?
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jackhughes Bring me my matcha latte
yourusername I'd already be there if someone didn't drop it, so we're getting you a new one jackhughes yourbff It wasn't my fault the door didn't announce its presence..... jackhughes only you'd blame the door yourbff
user1 Literally love this girl
user2 Kinda crazy Trevor posts Dixie right after yourusername posted. He also never posted her, so what makes Dixie so different lmao
user3 what’s crazier is that Dixie literally just dyed her hair blonde and cut it so short, to now having dark hair and extensions 🤔
yourbff You look sooo good
yourbff IM obsessed w/ YOU
user4 The shade lmfao crazy
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dixiedamelio thanks vanity fair for the fun day 💅🏼
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user1 ohhhh boy…
user2 Yeah it’s scary how much she’s tryna look like yourusername
tanamongeau Wow Dix ballsy as fuck lmao
yourbff interesting.
user3 SO glad yourbff sees it too
user4 Dixie can try to look like her, but she won’t ever be able to lift like her. Bet she can’t lift anything over ten pounds
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jackhughes We can lay on her and she still doesn’t feel a thing. Probably could lift us both with her eyes closed
tagged: yourusername, colecaufield
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user1 I’m living for Jack being on her side during this lmfao
user2 The SHADE LMFAO JACK
user3 Let’s see Dixie try to remake this photo bahahah
yourbff Pretty sure you all fell asleep like that too
yourusername we did lmfao
colecaufield comfiest I’ve ever slept
jackhughes 10/10 recommend
yourbff Writing out the yelp review rn
l_hughes03 I call top next time
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yourbff I was just as amazed as Tate was when y/n lifted me onto her back. Carrying me on her back as well as she did with her last relationship. Stupid boy making her so sad
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tatemcrae That last line in your caption sounding a little familiar 🤔🤔
tatemcrae But also me next, me next!!
jackhughes I walked in on this
l_hughes03 I walked out on this
colecaufield I wanna be in on this
yourusername you’re all a pain in my ass on this
yourbff We just love you ok
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user1 This friendgroup is what I strive to have in life
user2 Dixie kicking and punching air rn
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dixiedamelio all mine plus bff
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user1 Girl keep him lmfao nobody gonna steal him like you did to yourusername
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user2 Nah man not Alex bro rip 🥲🥲
trevorzegras all yours ❤️
charlidamelio He wanted someone he could show off whenever you go out
dixiedamelio I’ll wear a tight mini black dress with all my friends around 💅🏼
user3 ohhhh she PETTY petty
user4 Her and her sister wanna be besties with Tate and yourusername so bad omfg it’s a headache
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tanamongeau I think I’ve seen similar posts like these somewhere….🤔
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yourusername I’m all she wanna be so bad
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user1 OH NOW THIS WAS A TWIST
user2 Not her turning the lyrics around to call out Dixie oop
tatemcrae lyric change approved 😚❤️
yourusername 🥰💅🏼
yourbff kind of like this version better
tatemcrae Glad I’m not the only one
jackhughes Permission to call you mommy after seeing this post?
yourusername denied
yourbff denied
tatemcrae denied
l_hughes03 Wow you got rejected more than me my Freshman year at Umich jackhughes
colecaufield The better looking ex
user3 It’s the fact Trevor liked the post too I’m dead
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mirukosbitchywife · 1 year
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aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair
another request from the bestie!! this one was for aizawa, fatgum, twice, mirio, kirishima, and shinsou x reader who dyes their hair a lot, like every month kinda stuff!! hope u like it!! this is my first time writing for a few of them so i hope it's okay!
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shouta aizawa:
•literally doesn't care. might actually deadass not notice you dyed it again. he seems like the type to always look his s/o in the eye/face, you might have to point out things like your hair and clothes to get him to pay attention to them, but he always compliments your makeup if you wear any (bc that's where he's staring) so he makes up for it <3
•don't ask him to help you pick a color ever. it will not end the way you want it to he will literally just pick at random, you're better off asking someone else or picking yourself
•not so secretly skilled with doing hair, he's besties with nemuri and i'm so sure he's had to help out kiri w dying his hair too!! so aizawa is the person to go to if you need help with it!! will only grumble a little but that's normal
•will covertly bitch about protecting your hair. sees you with another box of bleach too soon and just. grabs it from you. doesn't say shit. takes it and goes. gives it back to you in like a month?
•might actually knock you out if you try to buy another after he took one from you
taishiro toyomitsu:
•notices immediately and compliments the color(s) on you!!! calls you a different pet name with each color too, like pink would be sweetie, blue would be darling, smth like that, he just likes giving you new ones.
•amazing decision maker. for everyone out there who struggles to make basics choices? this is ur man. will help you pick a color and will argue his point when ur still indecisive. king.
•don't ask him to help you dye it tho. i'm sorry he just seems. i don't want to be mean to him but i think if he tried to help you dye your hair it'd be all over the both of you. more on you two than your hair. sorry tai </3
•WILL let you dye his hair to match yours!!! he wears a hoodie during work anyway so it wouldn't mess with anything!! he actually loves the matching too
•helps you take care of it, looks up tips on his phone to show you later, recommends products for you to use (also buys all the shit for u thank god)
jin bubaigawara:
•stumbles trips over the air cries screams throws up every time you dye your hair. he is so ridiculous in his enthusiasm. every time you dye it it's like he's never seen anyone with brightly colored hair before even tho he lives with spinner
•probably also a pretty good person to go to when you can't decide on a color, he's had to wise up on what goes with what since becoming a big brother to toga who WILL stab him if he chooses wrong. so he might be able to give good advice
•i also don't think he should be allowed anywhere near your head. like think 10x as messy as with taishiro because jin is also super clumsy and will get it everywhere. on you two on the floor on the sink on the bathtubs somehow? on the ceiling? idk how he did it
•probably would also let you dye his hair to match yours since he does wear his mask. i think during the meta liberation army arc when he starts doubling himself again, him having his hair dyed and his clones having blonde hair would really help him with the trauma as well
•doesn't give you tips, doesn't help you, takes care of your hair For you. he can't dye hair but he can moisturize and comb it out for you 🥺 maybe even braid it if you want
togata mirio
•he doesn't notice when you do your hair, no. he was watching you with his face on the wall out of your line of sight watching you do it. (i think he's kinda just Always Watching, not in a creepy way but like he'll pop up to watch you do your makeup/your hair, pops up to walk you to and from places when he can, etc.)
•gives you tons and tons of compliments whenever you dye it a different color. he's probably mid at picking between colors tho, idk if i trust his style sometimes..
•could Probably be trusted to dye your hair, he would be REALLY focused on making sure it's perfect and that he doesn't fuck it up, watched TONS of videos beforehand
•he doesn't have a hood or mask but would still be willing to let you dye his hair to match, it's honestly really his style
•probably likes to leave hair products around for you. idk how he does it considering he can't go through things with items but whatever
eijirou kirishima
•would absolutely LOVE being w someone who also dyes their hair!! it's probably how y'all bonded in the first place!
•very good at choosing between colors. even super similar colors. he's Very particular about the shade of his hair so he knows what's up!!
•will absolutely want to do each other's hair together!! you dye his hair and he dyes yours !! very fun to do but you guys also get pretty messy. worth it tho
•he would be super super excited if you also want to dye your hair red, Might dye his hair a different color for a month or so if you have a specific signature color as well but that's as good as you're gonna get.
•you guys both totally share hair care tips together like true relationship goals
hitoshi shinsou
•waits in anticipation for whatever color you're doing next. literally no matter what color you dyed your hair, no matter how patchy or uneven it is, he will compliment it
•don't ask him to help pick between colors. he will say yes to every color and when you go "that's not how it works" he's just like "okay but they all look good on you i can't decide" WHICH IS THE ISSUE IN THE FIRST OLACE BECAUSE YOU ALSO CANT PICK THATS WHY YOU CAME TO HIM!!!! grr
•oh my god he's been watching youtube tutorials on dying hair since he found out you dye yours, he's SO ready to dye your hair when you finally ask him. does an amazing job chefs kiss
•will bite you if you try to over bleach your hair, i'm so serious. he's like nooooo idc how excited u are for a new color no more bleach 👿
•another one who personally wants to apply products to your hair and knows so many hairstyles u can't convince me otherwise. he learned more so he can play in ur hair <3
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callmelyc · 5 months
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Angsty post canon concept:
When Allura dies what if the Altean magic she used on Shiro and Lance weakens and that's how ppl find out Lance also died?
Both Lance and Shiro start with symptoms they can ignore and ones doctors brush aside. They get told it's fatigue, they get told it's after effects from fighting In the war like they had for all that time. Neither realize it all starts after Alluras death.
Then they end up with things unexplainable. Things like extreme full body tremors, sudden extreme chills and are icy cold to the touch no matter the temperature. Their bodies ache in the ways they had in their deaths but neither man admits it out loud too afraid of what that might mean so neither is aware they aren't alone is this bizarre and sudden turn of events.
It's not until Lance collapses and is rushed to the Garrison hospital that they discovered it something more.
His body deteriorating from the inside out seen visibly from their newest high tech scans. Rotting, closing down, slowing or lacking proper function like his body has given up. Like his body is referring backwards to lack of life but no one knows why.
It's almost like its frying itself from the inside out, it's path crawling closer and closer to his heart with every passing day like bolts of electricity pulsing more and more upward.
Shiro is the first to realize what it means once Lance is finally giving the symptoms they'd had to pry out of him. He realizes with dread that his fellow paladin has things that match up too close to his own.
He only realizes bc he's felt similar things, only his resemble his own death and he knows for a fact its thinfs in Excruciating pain, a pain he thought no one but himself would ever understand.
To get lance to admit what happened Shiro goes through the scans himself to prove his point. No one enjoys hearing Lances story, Allura hadn't even known she was capable of what she'd done to him So he's worse off than Shiro is and terrified of the idea of dying again this slowly
both get taken to an off planet hospital, one that could preserve their symptoms until the rest of their team and families could find a way to heal them
But without Alluras alchemy No one knew what to do.
First they try talking to the alteans on new altea but none have any knowledge of the alchemy allura had used for them
Then the team spreads out
Pidge uses her ranking in her field to gain any and all database information she can get her hands on
Hunk uses his connections To the Balmera and other species to attempt to find any information on healing abilities that might help
Keith is the most successful, the man he loves and his brother are dying and he wouldn't accept that one bit
He sends all the Blades willing to look for any possible Leads and anyone who might know anything about healing magic or alchemy
Keith is the one who comes across one of haggars old druids, one well versed in altean alchemy and one bitter at what had become of the craft
She had understood, to a degree, what Allura had done to Save both men
She had tied their life force to her own to ground them back to this plane of existence and now that she's no longer tied to one universe her connection has faded and so has theirs
"You must tie them to another life to keep them but this practice is taboo. If this next life dies they will with it."
Keith doesn't hesitate for a moment "just tell me what to do and I'll do it."
He ends up tying Lances life force to his own, Lance so sickly he didn't get a choice and Keith apologizes the entire way
He combs fingers through lances thinned hair hoping it brought any comfort to the man that had no energy to even stay awake anymore "you can be as angry as you want after this, as long as you survive I don't care anymore..."
Shiros husband does the same for Shiro
They know it's worked when their bodies stop dying and start to finally try to heal.
The damage so extensive they both spend months in newly crafted healing pods that do everything to try to reverse it.
Both come out whole, alive and maybe a little worse for wear than before All this took place.
But no one cares so long as they stay alive.
And, if when Keith tells lance what he'd done to save him, Keith earns a strict slap to the face for his recklessness that's followed by a gentle kiss.
Well, no one says a word.
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prologue. rome.
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pairing. tourguide!joel miller x fem!reader. series synopsis. on the brink of undergoing a life-altering change, you runaway from your problems in the only way any sane person can: embarking on a mediterranean cruise. there you meet joel miller, a grumpy, private tour-guide, who just so happens to be tasked with touring you through each stop on your cruise. from greek goddesses to roman ruins, you have ten days to avoid your fate. maybe a frowning, southern, sex-on-legs of a man is just what the doctor ordered. chapter summary. like all epic love stories, this one starts with a meet-(un)cute. series warnings. no use of y/n, set in 2015, cruise!au, rom-com, enemies-ish to lovers, sunshine!reader, tour-guide!joel, age gap, depictions/discussions of grief, angst, fluff, a whole load of smut, a lot of cheesy stereotypical romance tropes bc i just wanna see joel not suffer ( too much ) <3 chapter warnings. i’m pretty sure there’s no warnings this chapter. word count. 845. hyde’s input. & so it begins! my goal is to try post a chapter every other friday, but it may be weekly if i write + edit on time. likes and reblogs are appreciated <3 next chapter - series masterlist
Under the buzz of a dying light, you assess the damage.
Tousled hair, smudged mascara, bags under your eyes. Chapped lips, wrinkled clothing, a missing earring. Nail indentations, dry hands, a bruise on your knee.
You'd call yourself a mess, had you not been travelling at full-speed in the air, trapped inside an overgrown Pringles can that grew wings, for the past who-knows-how-many hours.
With a snoring seat-neighbour, a kid kicking at the back of you and the embarrassing sting of tears in your eyes, you'd not known peace until the plane had landed on solid ground. And, even then, the nightmare had picked right back up where it had left off, shapeshifting into a mile long customs queue and the overwhelming dread of watching the conveyor belt spin round and round with not a single sign of your suitcase.
It took a whole hour and speaking to an airport staff member later for them to find your case, right down the other end of the arrivals hall, sitting amongst luggage from a destination you'd certainly not arrived from.
But none of that matters, not now. At least you tell yourself that as you splash some cold water on your face. Looking back in the mirror, you try out a smile. It doesn't look genuine, but it's been a little harder to do recently, and so you give yourself credit for managing to at least have it meet your eyes.
There's a series of disgruntled, irritated faces that greet you as you exit the bathroom. You walk past them, head down, trying to count the beat in your footsteps and feel the roll of your suitcase's wheels.
Finding the signs that point to the arrival gate, you keep a low profile, as if anyone would know you here. Why would anybody know you here? Still, the need to stay hidden, out of sight, it intensifies, even as you take in the welcoming sign above sliding doors.
Buongiorno, benvenuto in Italia!
An overwhelming wave of loneliness hits you as you take your first step past the sliding doors, the usual hustle and bustle of an arrival's lounge greeting you. Couples embracing in reunion, families excitedly catching up on all that they've missed, strangers meeting for the first time, men in suits holding up signs with names and-
A different kind of wave hits you, physically, and suddenly you're on all fours, the sound of your knees smacking harshly into the marble floor taunting you with yet another bruise that'll be making a cameo in every picture you’ll take.
The world continues to pass you by, even as you juggle turmoil and pain. It’s a feat you’re trying to grow used to, but, for now, all you can manage is to not feel your stomach knot. You straighten your back, hands off the floor and your weight resting back against your knees. Pull a deep breath in, ignoring the tremble in your lower lip. In a moment of pure desperation, you wonder what more awaits you on this holiday from hell.
An awful flight, a lost-luggage scare, several bruises and now a public humiliation. What’s next?
You’re plucked up from where you sit, strong hands taking a gentle grip of your forearm. A simple tug and you obey the stranger’s signal, shifting to stand up straight. Turning on your heel to face your rescuer, you’re met with the back of a head, dark locks adorning it as the man reaches back down to grasp at your suitcase’s handle.
The man’s face is revealed slowly, undeliberately, as he rises to level once more, steadying your case back onto its wheels. Handsome, you notice the etching of laugh lines around his eyes and the peppering of patchy, yet fitting, facial hair along his jaw. A pair of headphones, big and chunky and sporting a wire, rest on the back of his neck and the strap of a backpack rests over his right shoulder.
You notice you’re staring a little too late, when there’s already a frown line splitting the skin of his forehead. Clear your throat, take back control of your suitcase and your senses.
Raised with manners, you rather clumsily thrust out your hand for the man to shake. “Thank you for your help, I appreciate it. So much. I'm-"
"You're in the way."
There’s no time to respond, not properly, as the man side-steps you with a grunt, his shoulder catching yours as he passes by. He doesn’t stop to apologise, simply readjusting the sliding strap of his bag and continuing his stride out into the sea of awaiting people.
Involuntarily, frozen where you stand, your eyes follow him as he comes to a stop in front of a uniformed man, a printed sign in his hand.
Signore Miller.
As you scan the crowd for your own name, spotting a casually dressed older gentleman carrying it upon scribbled cardboard, you repeat that name, over and over.
Miller, Miller, Miller.
Whoever the rude man may be, you pray for all those who cross his path on his trip.
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(Mildly suggestive towards the end)
Kenma groaned as he died yet again, barely ten minutes after the last time he died.
He hates speed runs, they never fail to stress him out. He hasn't done one in over a year for that exact reason, but ever since he made the mistake of streaming Bloodborne, people have been begging him to speed run it.
A glance at his chat shows flows of messages in support, telling him to just keep trying or pouring in all sorts of strategies, Kenma wants to just ignore all of them and end the damn stream.
'Babe, you good?'
He looks up, how had he missed (Y/N) coming in?
His girlfriend arches a brow at his probably dishevelled state, eyes darting to the screen in silent question.
Kenma can't help but smile at her protective nature. (Y/N) is an absolute sweetheart, most of the time, the rest of it, she's got one hell of a protective streak, and it shows whenever she hears about internet trolls.
'I'm good baby...come here?'
Her expression eases to a small smile as he pats his thigh, sitting back in his chair to make room for her to slide into his lap.
(Y/N) doesn't hesitate, settling across his thighs and sparing chat a small wave as they explode with messages.
»WELCOME TO THE STREAM, MRS KODZUKEN!«
»Our lady has graced us with her presence! We have been blessed«
»Mrs is lookin' fine today!«
Kenma made a point of ignoring them, pressing a kiss to her cheek as she took in the game in front of him. "You're playing bloodborne again?"
"Yeah, they kept demanding I speed run it, it's driving me nuts."
(Y/N) made a face at him. "You hate speed runs."
"I sure do."
Kenma kissed her cheek again, resisting the urge to bury his face in her neck on stream. They haven't talked about PDA on camera yet, she's only just started making appearances on his streams in this way, as opposed to just being a mysterious hand or voice sneaking into his room to give him food.
His community has been welcoming of her, apart from the occasional weirdo that got promptly blocked, but he's not willing to push her too far too soon.
(Y/N) reached for the controller. "Want me to play for a while?"
Kenma nodded, allowing himself to nuzzle gently into her hair. It's something she's been doing on and off ever since they moved in together. If he's getting overwhelmed on stream, she'll take up the controller and keep chat busy while he recharges a little.
She's not necessarily incredible at games, but it keeps chat busy- or so he thought.
"Just get through the game as fast as possible without dying, right?"
"Right...you make it sound do easy."
"It isn't." (Y/N) drawled, staring a new game, and moving with a purpose.
Before his very eyes, (Y/N) tore through the first half of the game with a purpose. She knew exactly what she wanted to develop, where to get what she needed, it was mad!
Chat is exploding with hype as his sweet partner sits in his lap, and absolutely shreds a speed run that's been driving him nuts all day!
Kenma watched the clock, gaping as she started the final battle after less than forty minutes, idly talking to chat as she did it!
Once she was done, she put the controller down, sheepishly realising what she'd just done as she turned to ger boyfriend.
"...oops?"
Kenma felt like a fish out of water, mouth agape, his thoughts tumbling out without filter.
"That is the hottest thing anyone's ever done."
(Y/N) giggled, sheepishly hiding her face from the camera. She looks so innocent, but Kenma knows better.
He knows, because her ass is pressed to his hard-on.
Her eyes are alight with mischief, cheeks dusted pink, the very picture of a girl who's got no idea what she just did. An act, of course.
(Y/N)'s no ditsy pushover, and the subtle way she adjusts herself in his lap says everything. He's been in here too long.
Without much warning, Kenma ends the stream without much of a goodbye, and scoops his lover into his arms, gaming chair rolling backward as (Y/N) giggles, wrapping her arms around his neck.
"Finally, thought you'd never get the hint!" (Y/N) huffed, wrapping her legs around his waist, pressing herself closer as she brushed kisses to his pale neck. "I missed you all day!"
"Did you?" Kenma purred, palming the soft skin of her ass and thighs under the loose shorts she likes to wear around the house, wearing those pretty marks on her thighs with pride. "How can I make up for it, pretty girl?"
"I can think of a few ways..." (Y/N) purred, smiling as he carried her into the bedroom, gently pressing her onto the bed, sheets crumpling around her. "Come here and I'll show you, handsome."
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olderthannetfic · 9 months
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Pronoun discourse is just as exhausting in person. A trans girl in my group project for History of Modern Europe refused to use he/him for me because "they/them is neutral" and I looked her in the eyes and said, "I will not reply to group texts, upload anything or share resources if you don't refer to me correctly. I use silence to train my dogs, I use it to train transmisandrists, too." She was furious and spent a few weeks misgendering me... until she realized I was serious and I would let all of us fail this group project because this he/him? Yeah, this he/him had a 100 on every single assignment up until that point and could take the grade hit. If other people can't, well, that's not my problem.
She learned to call me he/him with incredible regularity once her grade was on the line. Suddenly, two words weren't incredibly hard to recall and abruptly, not every conversation with her turned into her lecturing me on how trans women have it harder than trans men. We were able to talk about the actual subject of the group assignment and she was able to remember he/him.
Meanwhile, the cishet members of the group had not struggled to recall he/him for me once, nor had they turned group project meetings into discourse once.
Why are queer people always most vicious with their fellow queers? I'm in MONTANA, and the people worst to me aren't the fucking rednecks, it's other queer people. Rednecks don't condescend to me about how they/them is neutral and good and indicates they're trying their best and trans men have it easy actually. It's the city queers sitting there going, "Rather than just call you he/him and spend this meeting for our group project focusing on the project, I'm going to treat you like the enemy and lecture you." People talk about the concept of a 'queer community' but getting lectured about how trans women have it worse than trans men (because I guess my saying 'use my pronouns' secretly implies I think trans men have it worse? idk, I don't speak bullshitese) doesn't make me go, "Ah, yes. My community! I feel so supported!" it makes me go, "Oh, fuck. Great, I'm stuck talking to an asshole."
Between this, the lesbians I've met on campus who keep making, "gays can't do math or science or history or whatever other subject we're in right now" jokes who seethe with contempt for the privileged gay men, the cis gay guys terrified of doing something perverted who view drag, cosplay, wearing a skirt, wearing makeup or fucking around with presentation at all as not okay/possibly problematic and the NBs who cannot emphasize enough to you that they're one of the good ones who don't dye their hair or wear stupid shit or use neopronouns like the bad ones do, and the utter disgust they all look at anyone with who dares use the word queer, I'm beginning to feel like "the queer community" is one of those things you don't get access to until you're 30+. Alternatively "the queer community" appears to "antis, but with rainbows and flags and ew you think the rainbow flag is for everyone you're so problematic", which is... not great, honestly?
I know this will get a lot of queer people very angry but I'll say it: there are 492 anti-queer laws proposed in the USA, not counting the ones that have passed. We should probably focus on that instead of going for each other's throats and then saying we're a "community".
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I don't think it will get many queer people around here angry, but yes.
We have more of a need to draw together into a community when everyone's dying of AIDS or getting beaten up or trying to stop laws that make it illegal for us to exist.
Some people have the privilege to shit all over that community. They don't see it as one, but it is.
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I really love Chuuya because of how strong he really is.
Chuuya's one of my favourite bsd characters, if not my actual favourite. I knew going into the series that he was popular and that I'd probably like him but I had no idea just how much I would. A large part of that is because his character kind of turns the idea of strength on its head - especially in Stormbringer.
In both of Chuuya's introduction scenes (manga and Fifteen), we meet a character who appears deceptively straightforward at first glance - he's loud, vulgar, eager to fight and use violence to solve problems. And yet, in each scene, we're drawn to something deeper about him - in the manga, it's his mysterious shared history with Dazai (an equally mysterious character at that point), and in Fifteen, it's his quest to find Arahabaki for some unknown reason.
Pretty soon, you're drawn into learning about a character who was experimented on, has an ability so strong and destructive it was believed to be a literal god, has no memories before the age of seven, is so powerful in his corrupted state that no one else stands a chance, and has been in a position of leadership in not just one but two illegal organizations.
And yet, ask anyone about him, both in-universe and out, and some of the first things that get mentioned are his loyalty and selflessness.
He's a hugely contradictory character. He's fascinating.
He will demolish his enemies and will kill people but does so in the interest of protecting family, who he intensely cares for. He's got a hair trigger temper and will vow revenge but also has the capacity to forgive once he comes to understand a person. He's impulsive and prefers to punch his way out of issues but is clever and adaptable on his feet and is easily able to read and keep up with Dazai (I feel like people forget this sometimes). He doesn't trust easily but when he does give his trust it's practically unbreakable.
He's a mafia executive - and a good one - but is also so selfless that it's actually a point brought up by the other characters time and time again. Adam makes a note of it right away. Mori utilizes this by bargaining the Sheep member's lives and sending the Flags to monitor him. Detective Murase thinks he's 'different' somehow and tries to bring him out of the darkness.
He also has twice now (that we've seen) completely sidelined Dazai's expectations which is both hilarious and fascinating.
In Fifteen, Dazai expects that Chuuya is the same as anyone else using violence to solve their problems - trying to find Arahabaki for the power and control it'd give him. Instead, Chuuya is actually just looking for answers on himself; he doubts his humanity and god this is such a legitimately horrifying scene in the novel - he's literally drawn without a face. He makes himself vulnerable in fights because he doesn't feel like a human being and thinks that only when he's on the brink of dying will he actually care enough to use his full strength. That's absolutely horrifying.
In Stormbringer, Dazai and Adam rush to intercept Chuuya before he kills N, which Dazai fully expected him to try, except... he wasn't going to do that at all. There was nothing to intercept. The death of Chuuya's friends was a far worse crime to him than being personally tortured; even though throughout that scene he was telling himself over and over to endure it, endure it, endure it; even though he didn't completely know why he still tried (I think this, more than anything else in the novel, broke me. It's just... that's been his whole life, man. Just endure everything. Endure, endure, endure. He was a kid...).
In fact, just about the only completely self-centered goal Chuuya has had in this series is finding answers on Arahabaki - everything else was motivated by other people. And even then, when given a choice between finding the truth and saving the city in Stormbringer - he chooses to save the city (once again, doing something Dazai wasn't completely sure he'd do).
And throughout all this, he still has the capacity for things like looking out for his subordinates, learning to understand others, or finding humour in others' actions. His friendship with Adam was basically the core of Stormbringer, even though he really did not want to like him at first. He came to understand Verlaine and felt for him even though the man murdered the first real friends he'd ever had. He's visibly concerned and worried whenever Dazai gets hurt. He checks on Akutagawa and notices when he's having a rough day. He joins in on stupid shenanigans with his subordinates in the drama cds (including acting out a random lady dropping her lemons on the ground which are actually bombs to blow up the ADA with).
It's just such a cool way to design a character because you start with the same kind of assumptions that the Sheep had - that he's god-like powerful and is the strength he has as the muscle of the mafia and the soukoku duo. And then the audience and the characters come to know him, and in turn come to value his resilience and emotional strength - that capacity to keep valuing things like humanity and living, in spite of the hell he's had to deal with.
He really is the strongest ability user.
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reflingthefox · 5 months
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Third Life is a hot mess, and Skizz is out of lives too early. Still - not early enough to not see the lifeless body of Jimmy Solidarity, his own arrow stuck in the guy's throat. Skizz doesn't think he saw many bodies of friends throughout his life, even after-hardcore respawns being flawless and merciful, and the feeling is... eerie.
Much later, when the game's finished and they're all back to their lives, Skizz wonders how his own body looked, dead on the ground. He mentions that to Tango during one of the daily calls, and Tango offhandedly comments that he was buried honorably.
- which is more than enough. Skizz knows Impulse wasn't so lucky, B told him at some point - in the end people were just... left on the ground. Were those who fell in the Battle of Dogwarts, left on the ground as well? Ren, Martyn... Tango? Skizz doesn't ask.
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There's not much left of their alliance in Last Life, when Skizz dies, but he knows Tango sees him buried. Comes to the funeral, keeping a bit of a distance from red Impulse - not like he isn't closer to reds than to his own teammates, at that point.
He doesn't know what happens to Impulse, in the end - hopefully, Grian takes him to the Southlands, to rest with the others. He does know, though, that Tango's left where he dies. The explosion is too potent to leave enough of him to bury, and no one cares enough to deal with it.
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Skizz hears the news of Double Life much later, when everybody isn't just back, but is willing to talk. He offers Tango condolences for the early death. Tango still blames himself a bit - of course he does - but it was a good life, even if a short one, he says. And hey, I got a nice memorial!
Skizz wonders if it's the first time Tango knows he was cared about after death. And - if it's the first time he didn't have to bury anyone.
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Team TIES gives him to the ground, after his death in the sky. He hears they had a chance to bury Tango, as well - and then Etho and Impulse were left open to the cold, dying land. Impulse says it's fine, worth being left on the ground if it's because he got to top-2.
Skizz congratulates him on the victory, nudges somewhat gloomy Tango to stop sulking, and stays in his own thoughts. How both of them saw him die, fall to the ground, eyes losing their spark - three times already. How two of these times, they were the ones to lower him into the ground, arms covered in dirt, hands clutching the shovels. Something stings, and Skizz can't really pinpoint it.
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His link with Tango isn't the strongest one in their friend group - doesn't mean that their love isn't shining bright. They're the Heart Foundation, the island of love and camaraderie (third time they're allied in these series). They know each other in and out (Skizz loves him so much it hurts).
Except the heart is gone, burnt to the ground, and their lives are dwindling fast. Their bonds still strong, BigB helps him lead Tango back to the island, when it seems clear that Tango's trying to trip and fall on purpose, now.
The pains of all the previous seasons resurfacing, his parther is shaking and calling himself names. Skizz holds him tight, his hands sliding over Tango's chest and shoulders, he kisses every unhealing wound, and that's so many wounds Skizz aches for him.
Tango clings to him, worn out and fragile, somehow still alive, and Skizz runs fingers through his hair in a sudden surge of affection.
...is it, really, too selfish to think that he doesn't want to be the one lowering Tango into the ground, this time?
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HUNTER Au. But with valerie as phantom n danny as a hunter!!!
Ok what if vlad's plan at the reunion still failed because of jack. Danny not being phantom is none thw wiser to vlad being a ghost.
Events continue but definitely not the same. The portal was not completed by the time reunion happen. So vlad co buys out Valerie's dad's workplace. With fentons working there.
Valerie ends up becoming a half ghost do to a mishap. A sabotage that was actually planned by vlad but he didnt plan for one of his employees daughters to visit. (Explaining this poorly i is)
Valerie being half ghost is pissed at the fentons for what they done. And makes it known while trying to get a grip of her powers n ghost problem around town.
Fentons end up dying and vlad has perfect outlet to blame murders on. The new little heroine.
Only one who didnt die was danny.. and under his godfather he has a way to fight ghosts...
Vlad's completely amused and pushes the boy to get rid of that girl who destroyed his gamily.. unbeknownst the ghost who did was right there.
School life valerie feels bad for danny n apologizes to him. Danny n Valerie get along like they did in show.
But its flipped. With danny hating her alter ego, n valerie unable to blame him for it. But soon learns vlad is the mastermind.. which fuels her rage more because danny is being played like a pawn.
Idk if i explain it well but idea free for anyone uwu. Basically valerie is the ghost hero n Danny's the hunter.
Ooo imagine her colors still being mainly red.. maybe red hair instead of inverted to white.
Danny being green hunter. Well probably a cooler name but color scheme green still.
Also can see danny being terrified of ghosts but after his family is taken, he thinks his parents are right n has to stop the ghosts.
Vlad not having bonded with danny over being half ghost n this girl is more of a nuance than worth keeping, he's just amused. Though still cares for the boy but more as a momento or trophy of maddie. Maybe still trying to clone her n the basement hidden part of the lab.
Oooooo danny unknowingly building majority of or fixing majority of Vlad's machines. His blueprints being used for more dastardly things.
So when the reveal happens its very climatic!
Valerie is captured and about to be taken out. Vlad is revealed and danny just stands n horror realizing what he done... what vlad has done... who valerie is...
And like always, vlad under estimates the ppl around him. And danny is done being a pawn. Him n valerie team up. Only to talk as sun rises up.
Danny sitting on hoverboard as she floats next to him.
"So what are you going to do now? Sniper?"
"..I.. i don't know. Vlad's my guardian but... i don't know. They won't keep me from him. There is nothing i can do to prove he's.. and that he killed..."
"Don't worry hover boy, we'll find out a way. He won't get away with this."
"We? After I tried to-You should hate me!"
"Tch. You were just trying to avenge your family. I would have done the same for less."
"Still doesn't change the fact that-"
"Danny. Only person I hate right now is Vlad. He put us up to this! You. Me. Your parents. He's to blame.. besides. I know how sweet you are in person. You would never hate someone without good reason. " putting a hand on his shoulder.
Danny sat there quietly as he glanced over at Valerie. He smiled weakly, "You're glowing."
"Pfft. What else is new, Fenton?"
"Also just realize red is definitely your color. "
"Glad to hear because its not like i can change it. Unlike you. Green is not ur color."
"Hey! Why not?"
"You always look more blue to me."
"Great at pointing out my trauma n depression ms. Wraith."
"Not what i meant," she rolled her eyes with a grin and shoved him lightly with her shoulder. "No blue like water and the sky. "
"Sky is refraction of water vapor-"
"Danny!"
"Okay okay ill stop."
....
"We should get someone to house you."
"Like who?"
"Well there is a certain fanboy-"
"No! No way!!! You cant be-oh man you are..."
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Lore Olympus ep. 256 critique
A note from last episode
One thing I forgot to mention in my last episode critique is why would Apollo even be allowed to take the throne? Hera still exists. Zeus has brothers who could step up. Other legitimate children. Obviously, Apollo is the “de facto” ruler for the sole reason that the plot needs to be driven forward somehow, but realistically Apollo would be, like, the last person who’s allowed to step up. Speaking of which, where is Artemis? She knows what Apollo is like. Why doesn’t she step up if they’re letting literally anyone rule?
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Ah, yes, of course. Our fearless protector of women, everyone. I have so many things I could say about Artemis and her portrayal in this comic but for the sake of keeping this post relatively short, let's move on.
The fucking nightie
Oh. My. God. The nightgown.
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I literally had to put down my phone when I first saw her in this. The rage I felt and still feel when I look at her.
Persephone is a queen and she just found out her brother-in-law/supreme ruler is in critical condition after being poisoned with a "mystery substance". Jfc have a little decency. And I don't want to hear "Oh WeLl ShE oBvIoUsLy DiDn'T hAvE tImE tO cHaNgE" or "sHe DoEsN't HaVe AcCeSs To ClOtHiNg" because she so obviously did. Hades is wearing a full-ass suit. She had time to cut her hair and "accessorize" with a stupidly oversized hat and cape. She is a QUEEN. She has access to all the clothing she could possibly want. Persephone has no excuse for showing up in a skimpy little nightgown.
I just-
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Persephone is not a good queen
Let’s be real here. Persephone is a terrible queen. What have we, as readers, actually seen her do for the betterment of the underworld.
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She doesn't even follow through on her "promise" to help with the influx of the dead. Instead, she focuses on her own personal problem of her powers taking a massive shit because of a deal she made with an unknown being (which was her own choice). I mean, who could've foreseen the consequences of making a shoddy deal with being you've literally had no previous interactions with. Not me, that’s for damn sure /s
Let's see what Persephone has done thus far leading up to and during her reign as queen:
terrorized lower-class citizens
caused the return of Kronos
caused a child deity to be held hostage/abused by Kronos
Tartarus being controlled by Kronos (caused by Persephone)
the mortal realm dying
still hasn't established Elysium
verbally abused recently deceased mortals because they're confused and haven't provided a resounding yes to help with... whatever it was she was trying to do.
lots of sex
letting 2 beings who have no business listening to a leadership meeting listen in anyways because it's "background noise"
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Yep, all the actions of a great queen.
Also, side note, when have we ever seen Hecate be nosey? Please correct me if I'm wrong, but Hecate has pretty much always looked out for her best interests and tried not to get involved in others' drama. Am I surprised that Rachel is changing a character's personality? No. Am I disappointed? At this point, also no. Let's continue on.
The meeting
The meeting was certainly… something. I will say I loved Apollo getting his shit rocked by Ares. But after that, Apollo says this:
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I mean... he's kinda right? Yes, it was all a big ploy to get specifically Persephone there, but Apollo isn't wrong. Persephone does have a habit of hiding in the underworld and letting Hades deal with her shit instead of facing her problems head-on. Yet another fantastic trait to tack onto her resume as queen.
And on that note, we circle back to the beginning of this post. After Hades has his big-boy temper tantrum, Athena and Amphitrite rightfully point out a few things:
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Athena is right, Apollo has no claim to the throne, not when Hera is still around and especially not as a bastard child of Zeus. In terms of a line of succession (especially since all of his children excluding Hebe are grown), Athena would be the best candidate for this temporary position. She's the goddess of wisdom. Who else could fit this role? Poseidon and Amphitrite are busy ruling the oceans, Hades and Persephone are off doing whatever, Ares is all brawn and no brain, and Hephestus wants nothing to do with his family. I mean, we haven't actually had any kind of serious interaction involving him since like halfway through s2 I'm not counting those 2 little portions in s3 with Aphrodite.
And once again, we have a character that is so close to figuring it out but I guess we can't be affording too many brain cells to Amphitrite since she was to share with all the rest of the characters. Also, rip Aphitrite and all her pretty loops and swirls. I miss the individuality the characters had back in s1.
Before the meeting can continue any further, Demeter bursts in deeply distressed and crying out:
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B-bbb-but how can we tell if the mortal realm is actually dying if we don't have a handy little message at the end of the chapter that clarifies whether or not this is a metaphor???? Rachel, you know your audience only has the reading comprehension skills of a kindergartener, how do you expect us to cope??
Sorry lol.
Final thoughts
Surprisingly I found this chapter to be a little short, but I don’t know if that’s just me. Again I wouldn’t say that this chapter is any worse than 255 but it’s not great either, y’all know the drill by this point.
Until my next post! I’m hoping to be all caught up by early next week? And then I can start posting more fun things that aren’t chapter critiques 👀
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deadprompts · 6 months
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𝚃𝙷𝙴 𝚆𝙰𝙻𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙶 𝙳𝙴𝙰𝙳 𝚂𝙴𝙰𝚂𝙾𝙽 𝟼 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂.
content warning applies. change any pronouns / wording if necessary.
my people have guns. yours don't.
we're still here.
i can’t watch more names go up on that wall.
hell, they're all gonna be doing that.
i do not appreciate you killing my men.
they made a lot of demands, even more threats.
i know that is a mighty, big, nasty pill to swallow, but swallow it you most certainly will!
this is the next world.
that’s a stupid name.
confrontation's never been something we've had trouble with.
it happened and now it's done.
you want to live, you take chances.
i'm not pissing off a pregnant lady.
the world is trying to die.
the people around you dying, that's the hard part.
the only thing that keeps you from being a monster is killing.
i want to show you the new world.
if you have to eat shit, best not to nibble.
your dad was an asshole.
things can get better. we can make them better.
this is what life looks like now.
doing this will start us down a road where nothing matters.
we're gonna give it to them.
we don't leave anyone behind.
you got one of our guns.
we all have a job to do.
we can't turn back because we're afraid.
look, i get it, my dad killed your dad.
do you have any idea who you are talking to?
someday this pain will be useful to you.
this is your way of life now.
shit’s continually been hitting the fan.
you work for me now.
i like you people.
you keep choosing this life, you will die.
you don't really think that you were gonna get through this without being punished, now did you?
things aren’t as simple as four words.
you are so gonna regret crossing me in a few minutes.
you’re a survivor. you always were.
you can cry.
it’s dangerous, you should change it.
but are you gonna live through it?
and what do you get in return?
i don't take chances anymore.
somebody like that they're gonna die no matter what.
most of the people here don't even know how to fight, even if we had ammo.
we got here together, and we’re still here.
you see? i have leverage.
you still got family and you still got a home.
these dicks just got a good story.
i find this whole conversation pretty funny.
your world’s about to get a whole lot bigger.
trust us.
i wanted to kill him.
there is no right; there's just the wrong that doesn't pull you down.
i will not allow you to kill me. i will not allow that.
we need food. you have it. we're willing to work for it.
sucks, don't it? moment you realize you don't know shit.
we have to come for them before they come for us.
i fully respect the hair game.
then i'll get supplies for your people.
i'm going like i should have.
we keep going for them.
i like the way you call bullshit.
ya'll don't think you're being stupid right now?
you're some kind of stupid, getting knocked up at a time like this.
shit kid. lighten up.
i'm gonna beat the holy hell outta one of you.
i don't wanna kill you people.
we're going to have to fight.
be kind to each other.
y'all are worse than a bunch of evangelical second graders.
i am not like you.
i still think i got some of his brains in my ear.
we don't need to leave breadcrumbs.
dibs is dibs.
when they come for us, we’ll end it. the whole thing.
this was supposed to be a dress rehearsal.
i trust you.
you're one of the most important people in the world to me.
good luck, dumbass.
you wanna make today your last day on earth?
you point a gun at me, and i’m the asshole?
people you love, they made you who you are.
we pissin' our pants yet?
i'm not planning to die today.
you're the one who's afraid to die. and you're going to. you will die.
you go or you stay. those are your choices.
i know this sounds insane, but this is an insane world.
you need to know things aren't as simple as they might seem.
i have come to believe, all life is precious.
they're all your people.
you're smarter than that.
walkers, people, anything that gets anywhere near me, i kill them.
jesus! you look fucking shitty!
listen, i'm a little nervous here.
are you going to kill me?
which one of you pricks is the leader?
things moved slow here, and then things just started moving fast, too fast.
don't come after me, please.
you thought you were safe. i get it.
you live with it or it eats you up.
you can breathe.
did you take one of my protein bars?
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deadsnothere · 11 months
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Brian send help.
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Synopsis - Alias goes to Cynthia's house halfway through the fall ball to talk to her dad. It ends up turning out in her favor, it just takes a bit of..kiss- CONVINCING.
WARNINGS!! - Gays-?
Masterlist
Request - No but i am working on two request now.
Word count - 1.5k 😨
Speak Ali! - I've had this started since the episode i just finished it now!! (i'm dying-) Taglist anyone?
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“If you need something tonight kid- I may be Cynthia's dad but I've been there for your entire life, I’ll be here for you now.”
In my yellow dress with a pink ladies jacket across my shoulders, I almost wanted to die. The fall ball sucked ass, and it's still going!- I walked into Cynthia trying to make out with my brother..Ya know- for once I thought I was winning! 'He's the big brother' Jones says- ‘He doesn't have to take care of the girls.’ said Jones. And now he's won the girl- and I'm still taking care of Jones' kids.
So I’m standing outside of Cynthia's town house, waiting for her dad to open the door.
And when Brian does (after four hours) he’s quick to rush me in. “Kid- are you ok?” he patted my back, taking a beer out of the fridge and handing it to me. “...She kissed Anthony..” He nodded knowingly, rubbing my back as I opened the bottle of beer with my mouth. “And you're jealous?” When I looked over to him, mouth opened in shock, he laughed at me. “Alias, When someone is in love with my daughter..I can tell.” He shrugged his shoulders, leaning back onto the counter. “And you're not weirded out?” it was a scary thing, being gay in this town, or time- fuck the USA it sucks here.
Brian raised both eyebrows and had to hold back a laugh. “I was doing crack in the 40’s a year before I got Cynthia's mother pregnant. I only sobered up and went to rehab to take care of Cynthia.” Eyebrows furrowed and mouth wide open, I looked up to him, shocked. “You were doing crack?!” He busted out laughing. “Yeah! Everyone did crack back then- I don't remember most of my teen years. But there was a boy who made me feel better than any girl had.” I pushed the pink ladies jacket off my shoulders and placed it on the counter, turning around and chugging the entire beer (no matter how disgusting it is) and throwing it away in the makeshift trash can they have.
“Yeah- uh, don't do that- no more for you. But what I'm saying is I know how you feel, growing up like this- In times like this..it's not going to end well, I'm sure you and Cynthia will figure it out- Now I know she said she was going to stay at yours tonight and she just might. So you stay here tonight.” Sighing, I leaned my head back onto the cabinets. “Thanks dad. I appreciate it.” he looked down at his watch concerned at the fact it was getting close to 8, when he had to leave for work.
(I'm starting to think he knew she would come home..)
Brian ruffled my hair and shooed me over to the couch. “There’s reefer in the top drawer if you really need it, just don't smoke it all and only do it here.” He put a blanket over me and grabbed his keys from the holder. “Don't die! We can talk more in the morning but I have to go to work.” I nodded and he turned the TV on as he left. “Bye dad.” - “Bye Kid!” As soon as the door shut I wasn't sure what to do. There was nothing interesting on, so I just went to sleep, I was tired anyways.
“Alias, what the fuck are you doing here?” A voice was tapping me awake. “Huh-” Cynthia was standing over me, a jacket over her shoulders, shoes off, and a bottle of beer in her hand. “Alias, what are you doing here?! Shy guy has been looking for you-” I rolled my eyes and stood up, picking up my shoes and messily buckling them back on. “I don't know and at this point I don't care-” I was on my way out when she stopped me. “Alias what is up with you!” I let in a shaky breath, my hands were clenched and my knees were weak.
I took a second breath in, because one was not enough for this BULLSHIT, and spoke. “What is up with me? You never showed one minute of interest in my brother and now that I was going to the ball with Andrew as friends- he's your boyfriend!” She looked at me shocked, like we hadn't kissed before. “I've always liked your brother!-” I let out a dead chuckle. “Oh, dont fuck with me Zdunowski. I'm not stupid, You’re not in love with him! You were just- stupid, I don't know?!” She looked at me with her eyebrows furrowed and mouth open. “Why are you here, Alias?” I looked her in the eye this time, I'm not doing this like a pussy. I took my hand back, started to dust off her dress and placed a hand on her face.
“Because I'm in love with you, and for some reason I just love to hurt myself.” I sighed and sped walked out of the door, trying to slam it shut but she stopped it before I could. I was half way down the hallway by the time she got me again. She grabbed onto my hands, spinning me around, watching me trip, and getting dragged down with me. We were very close, her breathing was unsteady, our hearts matched beats. And once I finally had the balls, Our lips were sealed like a secret. Her hands grabbed my waist and she got as close as she could, even if it was awkward. It felt like heaven, if heaven was two teenage girls kissing in a hallway. “I- I love you too, I’ve been in love with you since we were 10- And for the last 6 years i've been convincing myself i loved Shy Guy not you but...I- i just..can I please kiss you more, please?” When I nodded she dipped down again, kissing me more. And more, and more! everyone of them, felt different, felt like a different emotions. Confusion, burning, love, yearning. everything a person could feel in just a few kisses.
We ran back into the home and shut the door behind us. My back was pressed into the door while Cynthia was skillfully untying my dress and kissing me at the same time. It felt so real, my vision isn't blurry and my body didn't feel fake. She was quick to start leaving hickeys down my neck, it made me giggle at first but the more bite marks she left the more I was glad my dress was already untied. She dragged me into her room, but her demeanor changed when she sat me on the bed and closed her door. “Here, take these clothes-” it wasn't in an annoyed manner, but she wasn't willing to look at me. “Cynthia what's wrong?-" She was changing out of her own dress now. Her hands slowly took off her dress and stockings. Changed them for pajama pants and a wife beater that made my face red, showing off her arms, built from all the car work she does.
Cynthia finally paying attention to me again, placed her hands on my cheeks. “I was forcing myself on your brother just an hour ago- and now I don't know-...I feel like an asshole for not chasing after you.” I smiled at her, kissing the palm of her hand. “You kinda are-” “Alias!” “What it's the truth!- I'm not gonna lie to you. But, I'll at least give you a chance to make it up to me.” I stood up from the bed and let my dress fall from my shoulders, gracefully. Cynthia was quick to help me out of it. She unclasped my bra and took it off for me, kissing the distance of my shoulders, and up my neck. She pushed my shorts off my hips, and got on her knees in front of me. Kissed along my hips for a few seconds before stopping right in front of my lace underwear.
“Please..” She looked desperate in front of me. I almost felt bad for saying no, but I didn't feel like it. I lent down and kissed her temple. “I..don't feel like it- i'm sorry..i just really want to sleep-” Cynthia was quick to pop up, standing on her feet again. “No! No it's ok, it's ok I'm fine to go to sleep!” She kissed my temple and picked up her shirt, putting it over my head and helping me find the arm holes. Finally, she dragged me to her bed, laid me down, and pulled her blanket onto me, falling asleep next to me. I've spent so long wishing for this, and now here I am.
Cynthia was laid down beside me in her bed, with all of my fingers and toes. no bullshit reason just, Love. And fuck was Brian right, I am in love with his daughter.
The more Cynthia grabbed onto my waist and pushed her head into my neck. The more I knew I was ready for whatever conversation brian was going to have with me in the morning about what kind of relationship with his daughter, although I'm not sure about that myself.
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First off.
Don't judge me.
Second
Here's the plot for it.
Omega male reader x toman vs tenjiku but the gangs are demon clans and male omegas are the only ones who can carry demon spawn without dying or killing the baby so they are greatly saught after but due to the ability many people kill off male omegas after they present to avoid demons raiding villages and such.
Reader is an omega who escaped before he was killed and lived alone in solitude deep within a forest where he discovers a wounded alpha and decides to help him but oh no it's not a person per say it's a fucking demon.
Specifically Angry.
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(Name) hummed softly while he picked from the fruit tree, the warm summer breeze nice against his skin as he wandered the woods he had down to memory at this point.
(Name) was a gentle young man, kind features and the prettiest (color) eyes anyone's ever seen.
It was a shame his village didn't see that.
(Name) gripped his basket slightly at the memory of his parents trying to kill him for being an omega.
All his friends and family.... Just turned on him.
He doesn't even remember how he managed to escape.
But it's been six years and he had done fairly well in his solace, now 19.
It did get lonely but he would rather be lonely and alive than social and dead.
(Name) was wandering, not particularly caring or paying attention when he noticed a blue puff just below the hill.
Angry was bloodied and bruised as he lay against the cool mossy stone, his body healing at a very slow rate.
He was going to be here a while if those holy humans from that temple don't find him.
Eyes closed he forced his body to relax.
Listening to the sound of nature he heard it.
The sound of twigs cracking and then the smell.
Omega.
Souya looked at the top of the hill and eyes widened slightly at the sight before him.
A male omega.
Holy shit.
Quickly he hid any demonic features before the other got close enough to see him properly and god when he got closer was he a sight to behold.
If he couldn't smell the human on him he would have assumed he was an angel of sorts.
And the smell...
He would die happy if that's what he smelt before deaths cold hands took him.
"Are you alright? Oh god you're bleeding!" The angel said as Souya felt himself get propped up on the other and the smell was intoxicating so close.
Souya let himself be hobbled back to the omegas little home and set down on a bed of sorts, the smell of the omega was absolutely devine around him.
"Let me get some water and rags to clean you up" (name) said softly as he went off to get the items, Souya left to look around the omegas little home and it wasnt anything particularly special but the nest in the corner confirmed his theory.
He was in the presence of an actual male omega.
Wild.
"Here drink this" (name) said coming back with two containers of water and some rags along with a wooden cup.
Holding the cup of water to his lips Souya drank slowly and droplets of water fell down his chin "you must be in pain, i have some wraps and herbs to help you..." (Name) mumbled before moving the cup away from the strangers mouth.
"Why are you helping me?" Souya was genuinely curious on why the omega was helping him, risking himself like this for an Alpha who could kill him or worse.
"Do I need a reason? You needed help and I was there" (name) said simply and began to clean blood off of the blue haired man "and do you promise not to hurt me?"
Souya was a bit thrown off by the omegas genuine care for him, he could smell the genuine want to help him and god was it strange.
But he would welcome the help of a pretty omega any day.
Souya allowed the omega to bandage and care for him, watching his movements curiously and wondered if the omega was this kind and soft to pups.
Souya thought he would make an excellent mother to his clan.
"You never told me your name" Souya said softly while watching the omega cook a stew for them both, the food smelt wonderful.
"You never told me yours either"
"Souya"
"(Name)"
Souya tried to grab the bowl from (name) but only for his hand to be smacked away "you're to weak, let me take care of you" (name) huffed out before taking the spoon and blowing on it and putting it towards his lips "eat please" and Souya would die for the smile (name) had when he opened his lips and accepted the food and by the devil himself was the omega good at cooking.
"So how did you manage to end up in the woods bloodied and half dead?" (Name) finally asked as they finished up eating, letting the Alpha drink water before speaking "everyone has enemies" Souya said vaguely, not wanting to scare off the sweet omega off.
"I can understand that" (name) said with a slight frown as he cleaned up their dishes and fidgeted slighly before speaking up "would you like some apples?"
"Sure..." Souya said analyzing the other who ran off to grab a few apples and a small knife before sitting back down.
What happened to this man?
Souya wasn't dumb to what happens to male omegas and put the pieces together fast and watched the omega gently slice the apples jp and cut away the core before holding a slice to his lips and gently Souya took it into his mouth.
He could get used to this honestly.
Souya spent his week healing and getting closer to the omega, learning more about him and his little hobbies and such.
And (name) learned more about Souya, that he was a twin and that he was from a clan of sorts and loved cooking.
Sadly the peace came to a close when Souya smelt the sulfur mixed with blood oranges.
Nahoya found him.
His brother was here.
Souya felt received as he slowly sat up off the bed, watching the omega who was asleep in his nest across the room before exiting the hut like house to see his elder brother standing roughly twenty metres away from the door before instantly getting closer and the worry was radiating off him in waves.
"Sou! Fuck we have been looking everywhere for you!" Nahoya said looking over his brother and smile off his face while he made sure the other was safe and sound.
Then he smelt it.
The sweet smell coming off his brother in waves.
"An omega?"
"One saved me in the woods"
"Why?"
"He did it because he could believe it or not" Souya said simply and Nahoya reeled in the fact that that his brother said 'he'....a male omega?
In these woods?
How did they not know?
"The others are coming, can't believe little sou sou found us a mate~" Nahoya said with a snigger before walking past his brother and into the small home and took a deep breath of the omegas scent before looking at the little thing before him, snuggled into his nest and sleeping sweetly.
"So he took care of you?"
"Changed my bandages and fed me" Souya said awkwardly as the two stayed just outside the omegas nest.
You never go into an omegas nest unless you wanted to die.
An angry omega can quickly become a feral omega if threatened enough.
"He would make an excellent Dame and mate" Souya said softly while the brothers waited for the rest of the clan in the very early hours of the morning and left to sit outside the door.
They saw the toman robes, black as the night with golden thread accents.
Mikey leading them with his head held high.
They must have been worried about him.
"You won't believe what our little Souya found!" Nahoya practically sang out when the clan got closer and the men looked at him curiously before the faint smell hit their nose.
"Omega?"
"Male"
Eyes shifted into a empty black amongst the men as they looked towards the hut.
"Unmated?"
"As unmated as they come"
"Wonderful"
Mikey walked towards the hut, the Kawata twins making way for the clan leader and honestly one of the most terrifying demons to walk the earth.
The door opened itself up as Mikey sauntered in and took in the scent of the omega before glancing around to see the poor thing curled into himself and still sleeping in his nest.
Cute.
"Hello little omega... Time to wake up for alpha" Mikey said softly as he waved his hand Infront of the omegas face, giving a soft smile when the omega made soft grunting and whines before slowly waking, the sweet smell radiating from the omega turning sour and foul when he made eye contact with the demon.
"W-who are you?!" (Name) snapped out as he pushed himself deeper within the nest and bared his teeth but Mikey was barely phased if at all as he just looked at the omega amused before letting out soothing pharamones and watched the omega struggle to not relax from the smell.
"Don't worry mate, i won't hurt you"
"Mikey we got a problem" Draken said bursting in and Mikey growled slightly as the omega fell out of the trance he was putting him in.
"What?" Mikey hissed out before walking towards the taller man and out of the hut where he saw the so called problem.
Tenjiku.
Why are they here?
"Hmm? Someone found the little omega first?" Ran said teasingly as he stared down the opposing group with almost a sadistic gleam.
"Back off he's ours" Mitsuya spat out with a glare, Izana just dead staring at Mikey before speaking "not if we grab him first" and that's when hell almost literally broke loose as the apposing clans went at each other.
(Name) was loosing his shit in his hut, moving his nest into his closet hastily and releasing the most foul of pharamones as his brain slowly regressed into it's most basic instincts and teeth bared threateningly at any possibility of a threat.
To many alphas that were invading his space.
Alphas that could hurt omega.
Blue alpha betrayed omega.
Alpha was a demon.
(Name) was in a panicked Frenzie at this point and became even more defensive when the front door busted open and the sound of fighting just outside the door and (name) moved as far back as he could and kept deathly quiet.
They were to close to him and his nest.
They invaded his home.
They broke his things.
(Name)s omega didn't like them at all.
And neither did he honestly.
"Omega~ please stop hiding from us" an unfamiliar voice rang out as if he were right beside (name), stressing the omega out even more.
"Please come out omega~" the blondes voice from earlier spoke out before the two alphas began bickering once more and (name) could hear them arguing about who he belonged to and something about a toman and a tenjiku.
Eventually the door opened and the light leaked in and (name) glared and bared his teeth at the two alphas and leaked rancid pharamones but the two payed the omegas anger no mind while staring at him like he was an angry kitten.
"Don't worry omega, alpha is here" the tanned white haired man spoke smoothly as he released his scent, like the other demon there was a sulphuric scent to what (name) would assume is his actual scent.
He smelt of warm bread.
If (name) wasn't terrified right now he would maybe enjoyed the scent.
It paired well with the botged alphas sweet cinnamon scent.
"Please let me in omega, c'mon baby boy" the other spoke out with a low rumble and the tanned man glared "piss off Mikey" so his name was Mikey?
"I'm taking to my omega izana, why don't you?"
The other was izana.
Now he knew the names of the alphas who he wanted to beat the shit out of.
(Name) just huffed and glared at the imposing men--demon---things.
Mikey got closer to the nest and (name) hissed him aggressively and swiped at Izanas attempt to get closer "bad alphas" (name) spat out and ignored the relaxing pharamones they produced to try and sedate him.
(Name) slowly came from his primal state and stared at the two coldly as they attempted to woo him with fancy words and promises.
"Why would I trust two jackasses who destroyed my home and my garden?" (Name) spat and the alphas looked around and realized that yes they had infact destroyed his home and belongings.
"Why would I even consider going with people who didn't even consider my feelings before coming here and trying to take me" (name) hissed out and the demons just stared at him before glancing at each other.
"Let our clans woo you"
"Whoever wins your heart gets you"
"Pardon?"
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And when they're so unnaturally perfect at beating the monstrously powerful nobles, well, is it any wonder that Kamado starts to look at them and question? With every passing noble, with every report of how bizarrely easy the protag defeated them, it looks more and more suspicious. They're supposedly 15, and yet they breeze through fights with some of the most powerful Pokémon in Hisui? That's weird, especially in top of all their other weirdness. It's unnatural. It looks like they're cheating, like they know the secret code to beating these things... or maybe like they're the ones controlling it, so of course nothing ever hits them. He wants the frenzies quelled so he keeps sending them, but he doesn't trust them and when the red sky comes, he knows the protag is capable of dangerous, impossible things. Even when he attempts to apologize, in the back of his mind he feels the hair raising, insidious fear linger. That kid's not right. It probably isn't even a kid. And now he knows it can even control gods.
Oh god, that's horrifying. The idea that whenever they get just a bit too hurt than they think the Galaxy Team will allow, they just give up and let whatever it is kill them. Or if it's from fall damage and they break a leg, they hobble to the nearest aggressive Pokémon, gritting their teeth through the agony because they know it'll all be over soon. That's just. Wow. How messed up is their sense of self-preservation by the time they get to Ingo, if for months they've made the choice to die over things that wouldn't kill them, because until that point they didn't think it affected anyone but them and dying was faster and less painful than waiting to heal? How do you even begin to explain that to the person whose life you're ruining every time you do that?
And even if they did manage to tell him, or warn him, you're right that he's not just going to be okay with them dying over and over, for any reason. I think the only two options at that point are let Ingo help them fight the rest of the nobles and later the frenzied god, or hope that he becomes too dissociated to do much of anything and try to get it over quick. Yeah this kid has maybe permanently fucked him up, but there's no way he's just going to let them keep doing it alone, and if they try to sneak out to do it alone they better hope they get a great run on the first attempt because he's gonna notice the day resetting.
For bonus fridge horror from the protag, if you combine the two time loop ideas, at some point after they get home they learn that it wasn't just Ingo they were taking for a ride over and over, Emmet was getting yanked back too. In Emmet's case, on one hand it's a relief to know that it wasn't because his brother was dying twenty times in a row at multiple points over the past however long, but on the other, it's not a comfort at all to know it was instead a child who was dying that whole time
re: technically-unnecessary deaths, also on my mind: aren't there some things in the main story of pla that could theoretically be avoided, or done better, if you had the power of foresight and the ability to actually effect change? like growlithe's kidnapping, it works out fine in the end, but if the protag doesn't know that, just knows that palina's distraught and these bandits have some unspecified nefarious scheme involving the pup... what's the better way, chasing after them to firespit island and maybe being too late to stop whatever's going to happen... or excusing yourself for a moment, throwing yourself at the nearest alpha, and coming back prepared to stop it ever happening in the first place? or arezu's hiding lilligant's frenzy, trying to do everything herself and getting hurt for it. hell, even before you properly start the noble questline, there's all those people who get mortally wounded and possibly die trying to fight kleavor. if only protag could make it there before they do, that would be so many people saved. and if they're better, if they're faster, they could make it to the mirelands before ursaluna even gets pseudo-frenzied by lilligant. how perfect is good enough? when can they decide to settle for it?
...but of course, the more they use that knowledge, these things they shouldn't be able to know, the more suspicious kamado gets. the more suspicious everyone gets, really. sure, they saved the day and all, but how did they even know the day needed saving? suddenly kamado's claims that they're somehow linked to or causing the rift don't seem nearly so far-fetched, because if they weren't causing it, how could they predict it with such ease? it's a pretty delicate balancing act they've gotta do. not to mention that if it is only the single day they can reset over, there are gonna be some things that they can't go back and fix because it happened too long ago. which with the rest of everything, i feel would just add to their guilt and their determination to make every day count, make it perfect. i can imagine a really fucked up scenario of them essentially arguing/bargaining with ingo to be allowed to die, because no really, this time is important enough. this time i really do need to try again.
and also, how bad would it fuck you up mentally if not only did you have to die over and over and over—but you were also conditioning yourself that pain means death, always. that it doesn't matter if you escape with your life—all that means is you have to finish the job by yourself. would they stop fearing any kind of injury? or do they become incredibly phobic of it? or does it vary depending on the day. or on the scenario. they go into noble fights expecting to die, but are reflexively terrified of banal survey work because worse than dying, what if something breaks their leg but doesn't kill them? they tell ingo they're used to it. never mind that's not always true. it should be. it's only their fault it isn't-
and then if emmet's also experiencing this?? and also has NO explanation as to why?? and at least i imagine with ingo his day-to-day is already repetitive enough that he can sometimes just not look at the date and pretend everything's proceeding normally (not that ingo's situation is actually any better, it just sucks differently and is easier to dissociate your way through.) with emmet there's really no way for him to not be conscious of the fact that he's done fifty goddamn tuesdays in a row. boss emmet has suddenly become really inconsistent about showing up to work, which is very unusual, and everyone figures it's bc of ingo disappearing, but actually it's bc this is July 18th #108 (protag was fighting lilligant and she was really hard) and he has no way of knowing whether there's gonna be a #109 or not, and he's so fucking sick of fixing the same three problems over and over so he is Taking The Day Off. bye. by the way the fault you're running into is with the battery, and you should put two extra people on red line because there's going to be a bigger than anticipated crowd. ok, bye, he's going to chargestone cave to scream now.
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The “If I Fought This Star Trek Discovery Character, Would I Win?” Post
Michael Burnham
End Fight Probability: There is a 1000% chance Michael knocks you out. 
Listen. Michael has seen some shit. She killed a Klingon in hand-to-hand combat, in an EVA suit, by accident. She’s been to prison, she’s been to the mirror universe where she had to win a surprise knife fight in an elevator, she spent a year as a courier getting chased by the Emerald Chain. Even if you best her in physical strength, she can outwit you with her razor-sharp mind honed by years of Sarek’s disapproving perfectionism. Also, she’s got main character powers. You don’t stand a chance. Do not fight Michael Burnham.
Saru
End Fight Probability: There is a 300% chance Saru knocks you out. 
No. Please no. You might think he’s a pushover and you can startle him into submission like one of those fainting goats, but the man can run like a gazelle and crush communicators with his bare hands, and that was BEFORE he went through double puberty and lost the ability to fear death. Don’t let his friendly exterior fool you. He’s 8 feet tall and can shoot spikes out of his face. If you even look at him he'll stomp you to death with his hooves. Please don’t fight Saru.
Sylvia Tilly
End Fight Probability: There is a 50% chance Tilly knocks you out. 
Sure, you could fight Tilly, but why would you want to? She's a ray of fucking sunshine, you heartless bastard! Plus when she gets cornered she will remind you why the Terrans call her Captain Killy. And you’re going to end up with Admiral Vance, the entire crew of Discovery, and a horde of pissed-off Starfleet cadets on your ass. Don’t bother trying to fight Tilly.
Paul Stamets
End Fight Probability: There is a 0% chance Paul knocks you out.
Yeah, you could absolutely beat Paul Stamets, but you really shouldn't. Paul doesn't want to fight anyone. He's so tired. He just wants to hang out in engineering with his tools and his mushrooms and his alien children. He's been shoved through the mycelial network and had his brain turned inside out so many times he probably doesn't even register pain anymore. Just don't.
Hugh Culber
End Fight Probability: There is a 100% chance Hugh knocks you out and a 150% chance Paul sends your ass to the mushroom dimension.
Not a good idea. This man is shredded. He was dead for half a season and spent the entire time doing crunches, then came back to life just so he could fistfight the fucker that killed him. He will kick your ass, Hippocratic Oath notwithstanding. Don't make him write you a prescription for those hands. Maybe schedule a therapy session with him instead, talk through whatever it is that's causing you to try to fight him and all of his friends. Otherwise his husband might smear your atoms across the multiverse.
(former) Emperor Philippa Georgiou
End Fight Probability: There is a 1000000% chance Georgiou straight up kills you.
HOLY SHIT ARE YOU CRAZY? GEORGIOU GREW UP DODGING 26 ASSASSINATION ATTEMPTS BEFORE BREAKFAST. SHE GOT SHOT POINT BLANK WITH A PAIN GUN AND GOT OFF ON IT. FOR THE LOVE OF FUCK DON'T TRY TO FIGHT HER!!! NOT ONLY WILL YOU DIE BUT IT WILL HURT THE WHOLE TIME YOU ARE DYING.
Ash Tyler
End Fight Probability: There is a 200% chance Ash snaps your neck.
Absolutely do not fight Ash. He's part Klingon, part Space CIA Agent, all crazy. He probably knows 87 different ways to kill you, and his Section 31 pals will make it like you never existed — and that's if his ex-girlfriend doesn't kill you and eat your face first. Please, do not fight Ash. The universe already beat the crap out of him way harder than you ever could.
Christopher Pike
End Fight Probability: There is a 1701% chance Pike knocks you out.
You might think Pike is a pushover but he walks into every fight with the brazen confidence of a man who has seen his own future. And on Talos IV he learned how to fight with spears and shit. Don't fight Pike, you won't even muss up his hair.
Cleveland Booker
End Fight Probability: There is a 250% chance Book knocks you out.
You really, really don't want to fight Book. He has Disney Princess powers. You try to fight him, you might get eaten by a giant space worm. He killed a dude for dissing his cat. Don't fuck with Book, man.
Keyla Detmer
End Fight Probability: There is a 100% chance Detmer knocks you out.
Absolutely under no circumstances should you fight Detmer. She flew a starship out of an explosion into a completely different universe. She flew through the Galactic Barrier and a toxic void in space. She has nerves of literal steel. Don't fight Detmer.
Joann Owosekun
End Fight Probability: There is a 500% chance Owo knocks you out.
Listen. You don't want to mess with people who live on Star Trek Future Earth and still choose to be Amish. Did you not see her punch out that huge guy in the casino episode? Hell no. Don't fight Owo.
Adira Tal
End Fight Probability: There is a 480% chance Paul and Hugh come and knock you out.
Sure, you could probably take Adira. They're small and awkward and a big nerd. But they've also got two dads who will absolutely annihilate you from this plane of existence if you lay a hand on their little nerd baby. Fight Adira at your own risk.
Gabriel Lorca
End Fight Probability: There is a 40% chance Lorca shoots you.
Yeah, he's tough and he's got a bunch of weapons on his wall, but you're morally compelled to fight him because he is The Worst™. He kidnapped Michael because he was her other self's creepy uncle and he tried to overthrow the genocidal space Emperor because he thought she wasn't racist enough. Please, please, fight his disgusting, skeevy, murderous, predatory ass.
(shamelessly copied off this brilliant post by @shevathegun)
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