#bcuz he got hurt a lot

[moon9931]

i apologize to the entire pizza tower community

but this popped up in my head and I had to draw it

Dress based off of

PAULINE MY HOMEGIRLLL ❤❤❤❤❤

#I'm deadass so sorry #but it's kinda funny lmao #pizza tower #peppino spaghetti #sparkly......shiny.....glittery.. #wow wow wowwwwwwww 🤯🤯🤯🤯 #I'm sorry I like sparkly things #I wanted to be creative so I mixed peppinos current skin tone with peppinos skin tone from pizza Massacare (the scrapped game before pt) #and the skin color you see on him is the one I got when I mixed the colors #so yeah if anyone was wonder why he has that skin tone.....there you go #oh and no he does not have sh scars #I headcannon that he has a lotta cuts after the pizza tower #bcuz he got hurt a lot #Okay let me stop rambling

[midnight-pluto]

SPOILED!MEGUMI — headcanons

megumi was raised by gojo, he’s bound to be spoiled one way or another

CHAR: megumi fushiguro, satoru gojo

PAIRING(S): megumi fushiguro x gn!reader (can be read as platonic)

A/N: this is a topic that isn’t discussed enough, so I’m writing it and potentially going to elaborate on some more later

i would like to start off by saying i do not intend to paint megumi in a negative light by saying he’s spoiled — but i do intend on putting him in a goofy one

to be honest, megumi isn't that self-aware as he seems

y'all seen that one episode that inspired this post where yuji and nobara freak out over the price of gojo's shirt and question whether it's with tax or not and megumi deadass asks if tax matters? yea interpret that as you will

there is a decent chance that he doesn’t necessarily understand the value of money very well, which probably has something to do with the Gojo effect™️

ngl he probably said ‘print more money’ once and got attacked for it so he never said it again

but he's also so lowkey about it too like you would have never guessed that this boy would be as materialistic as gojo is

like he wears the same shit gojo does that's really expensive quality but doesn't have the brand name plastered onto it since he finds it tacky so you'll just never know unless he exclusively tells you

he also does have a talent of knowing what is good quality and what isn't; he would do great for those cheap vs. expensive videos

can also spot knock-offs from a mile away but never says anything about it since he doesn't have enough in him to care about that kind of stuff

so the first time both of you — including yuji and nobara — hangout at the mall and when you ask what he plans on getting and he just replies with something along the lines of new shoes so just imagine the collective shock between you all when he makes a beeline towards prada

"My boots got ruined last mission so I plan on getting a new pair."

"Okay, what store are you gonna be in so we can find you later?"

"Prada."

"Bitch what the fuck did you just say."

you didn't know what hurt more, megumi not telling any of you about the fact that he was loaded or his absolute nonchalance about the situation

and due to the amount of shock all of you were in, you all followed megumi like little ducklings bcuz his casual nonchalance about it was concerning

he was slightly embarrassed but found it easier to just pretend the rest of you weren't there during his hunt for new boots

it was also quite nerve wracking for you all since yuji only buys things from walmart and though nobara has expensive taste, she knows how to budget while you stay away from all things worth more than rent out of fear of damaging anything and having to pay for it

so it was safe to assume that it looked liked a bunch of kindergarteners in a line following their chaperone during a school field trip — just a lot more quieter and careful which cannot be said for every outing much to megumi’s dismay

megumi didn't take that long before picking out a pair that he liked and began to pay for under three pairs of wide eyes due to the sole fact that he pulled out a black card in order to pay for it

"Don't worry, it's Gojo's."

that statement did not help the situation at all

it also caused the three of you to demand why he isn't spending that money on you all to which his reply is just a deadpan: 'you never asked.'

i feel like this also extends to his taste in food as well

like when you suggest to head to the food court in the mall since yuji was getting hungry; this man has the audacity to disaprove since he doesn't like the taste

now that reasoning isn't the problem, the problem is that he suggests to eat at some expensive ass place an hour away because he was craving it and it was one of the only places gojo introduced to him as a kid which he actually liked

though he was forced to toss the idea aside due to the fact that there was no way you all could split the bill that way and you all weren’t that patient enough to walk an hour all the way to a restaurant you couldn’t even afford

it’s not that megumi didn’t offer to pay, he did, nobara just didn’t like the feeling of having to owe someone

that is until Gojo stumbles across his students and decides to get them food at the same exact place megumi suggested

A/N: writing this made me hungry

#rin’s headcanon’s 🌷 #spoiled!megumi #megumi x reader #megumi x you #megumi x y/n #megumi x gn!reader #megumi x gn reader #megumi x gender neutral reader #jjk x reader #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #jjk x gender neutral reader #megumi fushiguro x reader #megumi fushiguro x you #megumi fushiguro x gn reader #megumi fluff #jjk fanfic

[bubblesxo]

for my gotham!bruce de-aging au

bruce casually calling every single rogue by their real name. sometimes their first name, sometimes their last name, sometimes their full government name (he's coming from mid-s5 so he'll probably call the riddler edward nygma while scowling profusely. still depends tho).

the batfam progressively gets more and more confused as to how bruce knows every single rogue in gotham at the age of 18. then when he refers to the joker by jeremiah they just lose it.

"you knew who the joker is the whole time?? how come you never told us??!! you led us to believe it was a big mystery that no one in gotham could ever figure out!!"

bruce's response would just be "well him and his crazier twin brother have been very publicly known multiple times so if you haven't somehow come across this information yourself then i've got reason to doubt you're all *actually* detectives."

jason starts frothing at the mouth in rage. babs and tim knew the whole time (babs because her dad was there?? he was basically the general in a war?? he definitely never told her about it aside from vague advice he never contextualizes but people come up to him sometimes and thank him for various things he's done over the course of the show. tim because that boy was on the streets so much as a kid when he snuck out that he's heard ALL of the stories that people refuse to talk about in polite society for fear of scaring the children/offending sensibilities. and tim loved answers. jason was just trying to survive and stay distinctly out of rogue business when he was on the streets.). dick is a bit offended because he's been with him for over a decade?? but ultimately begrudgingly understands a bit because there is a lot of stuff he hasn't told bruce about and the way he says the name reminds him of himself in his worst moments. damian is angry (and will be even more so when he finds out abt ra's) and just storms off. duke kind of didn't want to know (he has too much joker trauma already). steph is just like ?? but not that bad bcuz she still says that he's "not her dad!!" so how could she feel like he doesn't trust her? (ignore her being lowkey hurt.) cass is on her dad's side 100% (even more so because tim doesn't seem surprised).

basically it's a whole mess and it's not going well but alfred explicitly forbade them from ever mentioning the joker around bruce again so they can't really do anything about it (for now). hehehhe

#gotham tv #gotham tv show #gotham #gotham tv series #batman #gotham!bruce #bruce wayne #gotham!batman #gotham!bruce wayne #tv: gotham #gotham!alfred #alfred scowls heavily every time he hears the names jeremiah or jerome #even in the context of complete different people #the kids are not allowed to have friends with those names or even ones that sound remotely similar #g!bruce meets batfam #my au #de-aged bruce wayne #de-aged batman #jason todd #dick grayson #tim drake #cassandra cain #stephanie brown #damian wayne #duke thomas #alfred pennyworth

[kayentokk]

IT’S HERE IT’S FINALY HERE AND IM SO SORRY 🫶🏽🫶🏽 I don’t know, it’s like I was in a drought or something. So forgive me and here is your long awaited request.

Forgetting your anniversary with the MHA boys

Request; “I would love to see reactions to forgotten anniversaries”

A/N; Of course, that’s a good idea! Thanks for the request. 💕

Pariring; Bakugo Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Kirishima Eijiro, & Kaminari Denki

Contains; comfort, kisses, apologies, big babies

wc; 481

Bakugo Katsuki

You might think he’s angry

Who’re you kidding he is angry

Jaw clenched

Eyebrows furrowed

But he’s more upset than anything

Honestly

He knows you’ve been under a lot of stress lately

Things have been busy with him rising in the ranks

And increased crime

He knows it was an accident

That you didn’t mean to forget

But it still hurts 

And you immediately apologize 

He just brushes it off

He had a dinner planned

Which y’all can still go but the mood is kinda tense and awkward

You literally have to comfort this big baby

He’s all pouty and all shady

Trying to make the whole thing a joke but not really

Bcuz guarantee he meant when he said 

“Can’t believe you’d jus’ forget about the best thing ever”

All under his breath 

You cuddle him after the dinner

And…give him a gift

Of some sort

Midoriya Izuku

🥹

So uhm

He gets a little nerve wracked

Cuz like what now

But I honestly think he takes it better than most

Because he’s so selfless

And like not that he puts his own feelings on the back burner

But right now he’s more concerned about you

Cuz like what happened?

Why did you forget?

He knows you’re normally good with things like this so it’s odd

Maybe too much stress

So honestly you don’t even have time to feel bad

Or say sorry

Cuz he’s already coddling you

And telling you it’s okay

Super understanding about it

Kirishima Eijiro

☹️

He’s really so sad

Like soooooooooo sad

BUT

He’s a manly man

He’s gonna turn thangs around

He knows it wasn’t on purpose

He’s aware of the love you have for him

So 

He makes it extra special

Just for you like always

He cooks

Got you flowers

That cute necklace you’ve been wanting

And most of all

He is on you

ALL NIGHT

He fed you during dinner

Was literally on you during the movie

Pampered you

And he’s not gonna sweat it 

That much

because it doesn’t change the love y’all have for each other

Kaminari Denki

So let’s be honest

He’s prolly shocked himself to death a couple of times earlier

Definitely has a buzz to him

But he still managed to have something planned

He was all sparky and

“Oh yeah my girls gonna love this!”

Then you’re just like “what’s all of this for?”

He’s like

“Wym babygurl”(gosh I hate love him sm I hate the fact that I actually imagined him saying that more tho)

🤨🤨🤨

Then when it clicks to you

You’re apologizing 

He still hasn’t gotten why ur apologizing 

Then you tell on ur self

And he’s like 

Oh(inside)

He’s the least hurt tho

Cuz like there’s always more anniversaries 

But 

He’s gonna be so dramatic about it

Never gonna let it go

And you’re gonna baby him allll night 

@/cafekitsune for the divider

#bnha #mha #katsuki bakugo x reader #bakugo katsuki #izuku midoria x reader #izuku x reader #kirishima #kirishima eijiro x reader #denki kaminari #kaminari denki x reader #fluff #mha headcanons

[ochoashusband]

Hello there!

I was wondering if I make a request for MHA, with Class 1A (and possibly Aizawa?) reacting to a Male! Reader having the quirk of an Empathic Healer?

To understand what I'm saying, Male! Reader is capable of healing people like Recovery Girl. While Recovery Girl uses the patients' stamina to heal them, therefore could only heal them a limited amount, Male! Reader's quirk can allow him to fully heal a person, potentially multiple people at once, at the cost of him taking the effects instead, using his own stamina to recover, making him become closer to dying if used to heal major injuries or too many people.

Male!Reader's personality would be someone who doesn't like to cause fighting, only attacking in order to protect someone, given his quirk makes him the medic of the Class. A bit introverted but kind towards other.

Thank you!

OMG THANK YOU FOR REQUESTING!!! Tbh i didn’t actually expect someone to request 😭 so thank you!!

i’m gonna do this in headcannon formation if you don’t mind!! it’s easier for me :)

CLASS 1A + AIZAWA REACTING TO..

MALE! READER W/ EMPATHIC HEALER QUIRK

CLASS 1A:

I feel like Midoriya would probably think your quirk would be like Recovery Girls

He would probably bombard you with multiple questions about your quirk

“How many people can you heal at once?” “Does it hurt you?” “Do you use stamina to heal?”

Since Midoriya gets hurt a lot, you’ll be very useful for him!!

Mina named you Recovery Boy (named after Recovery Girl) and now everyone just calls you that

Uraraka thinks your quirk is very cool and bcuz of that she really likes to compliment you anytime you use your quirk

Denki, Kirishima, and Sero thinks that your quirk is very manly!!

Bakugo comes to you whenever he accidentally burns himself with his quirk, but he threatens you to never share that with anyone LOL

One time Todoroki accidentally cut his finger trying to cut vegetables and he came over to you and shyly asks if you could heal it for him!!

During the sports festival, since lots of people got hurt during the competition, Recovery Girl asked you to help her with healing people

Sometimes you help out in the nurses office if too many people get hurt or wounded

Mr. Aizawa is very nice to you (mostly because your quiet and don’t talk much)

He always gives you words of encouragement and is overall very kind and compassionate toward you!! (you’re his favorite student)

Jirou thinks your quirk is awesome and because of that she always partners up with you during any activity you guys have with the class

Everyone is friends with you because they think your quirk is very useful and you’re also really kind!!

Denki and Mineta always come up to you to ask you dumb questions like

“What type of girl are you into? Or are you into dudes?” “Doesn’t she look so good?” “Do you think he looks good?”

They only ask you that because you don’t talk much and they want to figure out what your type is 😭

they probably made a bet to see who can make you share your type with them first

Short story!!:

“Alright class, settle down now!” Mr. Aizawa yelled, it was right after lunch, so the class was more talkative then usual. “Everyone put on your gym training uniforms and meet me in the second gym.” Aizawa said lazily as he started walking out of the room and heading towards the second gym. Everyone got their uniforms on and made their way to the gym. “Today, we’ll be practicing enhancing our quirks, that can also mean using your quirk for an extended amount of time, creating new moves, etc. So get a move on people!” Mr. Aizawa yelled. Everyone went off on their own and some paired up. Since you where more stronger in the healing department than the fighting department, you decided it would be best to find ways to protect yourself. You started off try to think of ways that you could potentially defend yourself, until you heard someone call your name. “(M/n)! (M/n)!” You turned your head to find Uraraka calling you over to where her and Midoriya were. Midoriya looked badly injured, his hands where turing purple and it looked broken, you guessed it was because he overused his quirk again. You walked over to them, sighing, you say “Midoriya, it’s not good for you to overuse your quirk. You should try calming down a bit.” Midoriya looked away embarrassed. You put your hands on top of his, your hands started glowing and Midoriya’s hands were slowly turning back to normal. “Woah! I keep forgetting how cool your quirk is!” Midoriya says. “It’s so awesome, isn’t it?” Uraraka exclaims. “Thanks guys..” You say embarrassed. After that, you could finally work on ways to protect yourself.

Sorry if this is a bit short!! It’s my first time writing something, I will keep practicing writing tho!! I hope you like it, and i’m sorry if i took too long!! My family invited me to a party yesterday and i couldn’t finish it in time!!

#mha x male reader #bnha x male reader #mha x reader #bnha x reader #male reader #x reader

[cheesemittens]

Hai! I saw that you were taking fic requests and if it's ok with you I was hoping you could write one for Tangerine? Where reader is working w/ the twins for years now and is oblivious to all of Tangerines advances to her bcuz she doesn't really think he likes her. Come to the event where they're on the bullet train and they're trying to do their mission but everything went to shit. So Tan leaves Lem and Reader to wait while he tries to find Ladybug and there comes a chance where Lemon tells her himself about Tans feelings and advances and how oblivious she was and she becomes in denial

And that hopefully in the end, after she got shot in like the shoulder by saving Tan from almost being shot by Ladybug she sees how Tan reacts and she goes "oh shit Lemon was fr not bullshiting" and at the end they get out the train safely and no one dies and have a very real, and cannon happy ending 💕💕

OMG, YESS!!! Thank you so much for the request! I'm so sorry it took so long- BUT- I had a lot of fun writing this and I really hope I did your suggestion justice😭 Word Count: 1656 Warnings: 18+ MINORS DNI, Violence (nothing that doesn't happen in the movie), Fluff, a bit of angst(?), Reader & Tan being obvious, pet names (love), Totally cannon ending where Tan is alive, happy, and healthy, Reader gets hurt :(, allusions to smut? Over all Lemon being fed up with Tan and you exchanging goo-goo eyes and not acting on it <3. I don't think I followed the events in order so- bear with me heh <3 NO USE OF Y/N!! NOT PROOF READ! MAY CONTAIN TYPOS! Send me a request!

You have been working with the two brothers, Lemon and Tangerine, for a while now. Picking up odd jobs. Whatever pays the most. And even though these two could get on your nerves, you enjoyed your time with them. They never once made you feel different. Never told you, you couldn't do something because it was 'too dangerous for a woman'.

Well, that was true until recently. You see, Tangerine has slowly become more aware of every mission's danger. Sure he knew you could handle yourself. He knew that you wouldn't get hurt. But he didn't want to risk it. So naturally when he took this job for the White Death, he was against you coming.

Yet here you are. Sitting by the window, next to a semi-pissed Tan.

It all started when you insisted to join. Saying how you've sat out the last 2 missions, and you weren't going to miss another. Then, Lemon lost the briefcase. After that, you three find the White Death's son dead. The Cherry on top was they (White Death) knew you lot didn't have the case.

"Alright, I'm gonna go find this prick and teach him a lesson. You two stay here, yeah?" You heard Tan speak up, making you look over at him. "But I wa-" "Ah ah- No buts. You're staying here." He said firmly before getting up and walking off

You sighed as you watched Tangerine walk off. Lemon watched him as well before fixating his gaze on you.

"You know he likes you, right?"

"What..?" Surely you didn't hear that right. Or you must be dreaming. Because you thought there was no way in hell that someone as hot as Tan could ever like you back.

"Did you go deaf or somethin'? I said my brother likes you. It's painfully obvious." Even when he repeated it, you looked at Lemon like he had two heads. "I-I think you're mistaken.. There's no way he likes me.." Lemon just rolled his eyes. "Look, I wouldn't lie to ya' about this. I see the way you look at my brother. You clearly fancy him a lot. And he feels the same. I mean, it's painfully obvious to everyone else. He's told you how many pickup lines since we got on this train? And how many through our whole time together? And don't even get me started on the looks you two give each other when the other is turned!"

"I-.. I thought he was just being friendly.." You mumbled, still in denial. You refused to think someone who seemed so out of your league liked you. "Yeah? Well, he wasn't. He's been trying to rack up the nerve to ask you out like a proper gentleman, but every time he asks, you're off in your own world."

You shook your head firmly, looking out of the window. "Would you stop being such a stubborn priss and just open your eyes? You two fancy each other! Just confess and move on. If I have to sit through another mission filled with romantic and sexual tension I might just quit."

You continued to talk to Lemon, arguing over if Tan likes you back or not before transitioning to a more tame conversation. Though your mind kept wandering back to what he said. You couldn't help but wonder if you were in the wrong about it.

It had been a while since you got separated from Lemon. You were worried, alone, and in all honesty? Scared. You didn't feel safe without being with one of the twins. Preferably Tan over Lem. But you wouldn't mind Lem.

You walked around the eerily empty train before finding an open bathroom, your eyes widening as you saw a bloodied Lemon. Quickly you knelt to his level and checked for a pulse, luckily finding one. You examined him more and saw Tan's necklace around him. Of course he'd jump the gun and think the worst.

You quickly got up, running through the train to find him. You bumped into another girl on your way down. You gave her a skeptical look. "Watch where you're going!" She yelled at you as she continued on.

You couldn't help but scrunch up your nose in disgust. You could barely notice a Thomas the Tank Engine sticker on her back. Diesel. So that's who drugged Lem.

You made a mental note to find her later, no doubt she thought Lem was dead so you didn't have to worry for now. Continuing down the train. Eventually, you saw him, saw your Tan fighting another guy. They didn't see you yet. So you tried to quietly sneak up on the other one. But when you saw him reach for the gun, it was game over.

You ran as fast as you could and pushed Tan out of the way right when the gun fired, not even feeling the pain in your shoulder when it was done with.

It was like time was going in slow motion for Tan. One minute he was fighting this Ladybug guy, then the next everything was going significantly slower, watching you run towards him and push him away. He had to blink a few times before landing on his ass with a groan, looking up at you and watching a bright red liquid start to stain your white shirt.

If his eyes could change colors, they would be bright red, staring at the man with the gun who was behind you, not even giving him a second to get out the words "I'm sorry" before he had him up against the wall.

"First, you come in here while I was about to kill the bloody Diesel, then you try to kill me, not believing me when I said that she's trying to make us all kill each other. And then! The fuckin' cherry on top, you try to kill me. But you shoot my partner instead. You hurt an innocent lady. A fuckin' goddess.."

He was growling at the other man, finally the pain of the bullet settling in. You winced in pain and fell to the floor, grabbing your shoulder to try and stop some of the bleeding.

Tan paused hearing you, looking over and quickly dropping the man to run to your side. "Are you okay love..?" He asked, his expression softened when he looked at you, taking off his shirt to wrap around your shoulder to help stop the bleeding.

You couldn't help but stare as he took it off, your eyes moving from his abs to his eyes as he wrapped up your shoulder. So Lem was telling the truth. Tan really did love you. It was as clear as day to you now. The way he looked at you, how you were the most beautiful person alive. The way he spoke, how he immediately softened when he saw you. Everything he did showed his love for you.

"Hello? I asked if you were okay?" He repeated, waving a hand in front of your face. That seemed to snap you out of your trance, blinking a few times before you looked at him, smiling softly.

You threw your arms around his neck, pulling him in for a hug, not caring how much the wound hurt from this. "Th-Thank you, Tan.. I mean it.." You spoke softly, feeling tears well up in your eyes. Partly from the pain, partly because you were just so happy.

Tan was beyond confused, but hugged you back, smiling softly as he took in your sweet scent. "You don't need to thank me, love.. It's the least I can do.." He hummed, wanting this moment to last forever but, you eventually pulled away, looking into his eyes.

"Did.. Did you really mean what you said about me..? A-About me being a... a goddess..?" You asked, your voice shaking a bit. You hoped he'd say yes, hoping that he truly meant it so you could confess.

"Of course I did.. You're beautiful.. Stunning.. Fuck- Words can't des-"

You didn't let him finish, quickly pulling him into a kiss. He was surprised but quickly melted into it, kissing you back as his hands found their way into your hair, entangling with your soft locks.

By this point Ladybug had read the room and left while he still had his life, knowing that as soon as Tan could, he'd kill him.

The two of you never wanted to pull away, kissing for as long as your breaths would allow before having to pull away. "I-.. I really like you Tan.. Liked you for a while now.." You shyly admitted, panting softly as you tried to regain your breath. "I like you too.. So so much.." He hummed, smiling at you lovingly as he cupped your face.

"Fuckin' finally! I was worried I'd actually have to quit." Lemon's voice could be heard from the doorway making the both of you chuckle. "Jesus Lem.. You're alive?" Tan looked over at him, for the first time breaking eye contact with you. "Yeah. Someone drugged the water I drank. Did you not check my pulse?"

Tan looked away shyly, slightly embarrassed he jumped the gun. "To play devil's advocate, you do have a shit ton of blood on you Lem." You hummed, trying to defend Tan. Lemon just rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Let's just get off the train at the next stop, yeah?

All of you agreed and the train came to a stop not long after. All of you exited and no one was seriously harmed! Well, besides you. After a quick trip to the ER to get the bullet removed, and the wound sewn up, you all retreated back to your separate hotel rooms. Little would Lemon know (that's a like he totally knew), Tan would sneak out of their room to go into yours just to make sure you're okay. But what ended up happening instead was more than fine as well.

#bullet train tangerine #tangerine #tangerine fanfiction #tangerine x fem!reader #tangerine x reader #tangerine x y/n #tangerine x you #lemon bullet train #lady bug bullet train #bullet train #bullet train lemon #bullet train x reader #bullet train x y/n #tangerine bullet train #fluff #bullet train fluff #fan fiction #arron taylor johnson #arron talor johnson fan fiction

[maochira]

HIII I HOPE UR DOING GOOD BUT ANYWAYS CAN YOU DO A BIG BRO CHIGIRI FIC WHERE READER VISITS HIM TO U20 MATCH BUT THE OTHER BLUE LOCKERS DONT THINK THE READER IS CHIGIRI’S SIBLING BCUZ THE READER DOESNT LOOK LIKR CHIGIRI??

OF COURSE YOU CAN HAVE THAT I LOVE BIG BRO CHIGIRI

Requests open! - writing event - masterlist

-no one really knows how you found your way to the Blue Lock Eleven's locker room, but somehow you did

-you stand in front of it, calling your older brother's name

-Chigiri immediately recognizes your voice and runs to the door to open it. He gets very excited over seeing you again so he immediately pulls you into a hug

-you and Chigiri have a short conversation, but quickly get interrupted by his teammates because they're so confused about who you are and why Chigiri is talking to a random person like that

-ALL OF THEM are confused when he tells them you're his younger sibling. They expected you to be a friend or a classmate, or just a random fan who somehow snuck to the locker rooms

-apparently, Chigiri has never told anyone in Blue Lock about you. so you decide to have some fun and act as if it hurt you

-"Oh so you never thought about telling your friends about the best little sibling you have?? You didn't think of me while you were gone???"

-of course, Chigiri knows you're just pretending. But he's already full of emotions from his team winning the match and then he remembers how much he missed you, so he gets a little more emotional

-he doesn't cry, but you notice the way he feels

-Ego is about to make you leave but because the entire team notices Chigiri being a little sad, they yell at him to let you stay. Egp barely has another chance when he's got a group of teenage boys yelling at him, so you get to stay for a little bit

-you get to talk to Chigiri's teammates, which excited you a lot because you became a huge fan of all of them while watching the match

-you don't get to stay for that long, though. At some point, you have to leave again. But it's not a sad goodbye or anything! You're still filled with the excitement of reuniting with your brother for a bit and meeting his teammates

-it's only on the car ride back home that you really notice how much you've missed your brother and get a bit sad over not knowing when you get to see him again

#bllk #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk x reader #bllk x you #blue lock x you #blue lock headcanons #bllk headcanons #hyouma chigiri #hyoma chigiri #chigiri hyoma #chigiri hyouma #blue lock chigiri #bllk chigiri #chigiri x reader #chigiri x you #hyoma chigiri x reader #hyoma chigiri x you

[plasticfangtastic]

A Garden Without Impurity

A Homelander x GN Reader fic one-shot

A/N: Should be working on my other fics but i needed to get this out me system, inspired by a conversation I had in this site and watching the apothecary diaries, not an expert on chinese harem systems but i based this sort of on the Qin Dynasty system bcuz it was like the simpliest, like those emperors got around a lot… this is more drabble than fic-fic but i hope y’all enjoy.

Tags: light smut, 3-some, bilander, dark topics, not proofread I die here, non-canon complaint/canon-divergent, takes place in who knows, traditional polygamy, no dialogue here btw, Homelander being himself, light gore.

Word Count: 5K 

Synopsis: You’re a member of Homelander harem, this is but a documentation of that.

Homelander was always a lonely man perpetually hunting after love, for anybody who could give him attention, who would want him. He clung easily to lovers, too young at first to notice how easily he could be tricked into becoming nothing but a trophy fuck, too inmature to notice how his behaviour frightened them in the long run, and the more and more he was hurt the worse he became, all he’d learned was how to hide his anguish– turning him dangerously bitter.

Lovers came easy but just as easily they left– either scared straight by an army of lawyers, handsomely compensated or increasingly more often in pine boxes… crisis management meetings became so commonplace they began to be run on emails. 

 He was a man desperate for love– so much love to give but nobody could ever give him an ounce of what he needed, an ounce of what he gave, he was hungry for intimate devotion and adoration, the public could only give him bites sizes but it was fading and quick, and his mind steadily warping from this unfulfilled primal need.

Lovers couldn’t handle how pushy he became, how possessive and controlling he could become, how he wished to monopolize everything– so it was a problem, his sickly nature only wisthand by those contractually obligated to tolerate him, Maeve who had been so perfect until the downstairs neighbors logged less and less noise complaints as their passion cool and soured and Madelyn whose allure came in how untouchable she was, how forbidden she was, how much of a special occasion she had to be, and well rumors circulated involving Mr. Edgar but nobody ever dared to discuss it much.

Porn seem to alleviate some issues but the poor team in-charge of monitoring his online usage had filed formal complaint about having to be subjected to so much ‘stepmom porn’ and increasingly bizarre fetishes, whether he watched them to get off or not was unknown but once he switched the porn to browsing  r/watchpeopledie– a meeting had to be made and this time it was in person.

It was hard to pin-point the exact moment a suit suggested this solution– it was merely a joke but no matter how thick these walls were it would never be missed by Homelander, who indulge them.

And the project began to take place, with the end goal to provide him with company, and a controlled environment for Vought overseeing… a facility where the damage would be limited to seven floors and 30 large and luxurious condos.

Legally this building was just one of the many owned by Vought– like many other megacorps it was no surprise Vought dab in real estate, owning a couple buildings around the city to provide employee accommodation much like their Silicon Valley competition. After selecting the small building that once simply served as their own service apartments to accommodate shareholders, the project began to take place.

Homelander found it amusing, interested as to what things were going… surprised about how much he was looking forward to this, much to his chagrin– Homelander was very much a man and at the thought of being supplied with sex on tap he was quite happy to play along giving it a fair-go for a few weeks then forget about it after the novelty faded.

The first iteration was an utter failure, simply nothing but a duped “Playboy” Mansion, women who were paid to seduce him and become available whenever he desired– they were boring,  they weren’t there for him, they were there for the paycheck and presents, for the free rent and the possibility of becoming his favorite perhaps.

It was dull.

Painfully dull, nothing different from what he was doing, only it was kept behind closely guarded doors and managed by the company that micromanaged everything else in his life.

Dull Lovers who barely pretended to care, who rolled their eyes when he wanted to talk about his interest, who looked at their phones during the good scenes of his favorite films, who signed when he wished to be held, who gave no enthusiastic response at anything but Versace and Jimmy Choo’s.

He felt the ever growing emptiness spread further like a cancerous mass. 

As he sat alone sinking on his couch flipping channels in the dark and his eyes finally grew heavy for the night– his fingers stopped in some show about a man trying to balance having four wives, the scenario intrigued him… a man married to several women who seemed enamored with him despite all the drama in the background… These women on his screen weren’t like the ones provided… they weren’t his… They didn’t love him nor wanted to devote themselves to him, they were just high paid prostitutes– even the women at the Playboy Mansion he had met seemed to have a better relationship to the old creep than his own had to him– he wasn’t special or interesting to them.

 It was transactional and the affection unconvincing, unlike this man’s wives who seemed to care about him, who didn’t look forward to meeting other men or keep in touch with old John’s and sold their feet pics online to just any guy.

Vought or the public would never allow him to have a dozen wives, he wasn’t even a Mormon, officially he was an Evangelical just in name not in practice so he couldn’t simply adopt the church's views nor was he interested in even more rigid rules… I mean he did enjoy a cup of coffee every once in a blue moon and he certainly had a spicy tongue.

It took a lot of trial and error and plenty of lawyers too.

But a single joke turned into this…

You had been there for quite a long time, you seen plenty of pretty faces come and go, most left because they disliked the system in place– had they simply bothered to glance the wikipedia article on Chinese harem practices before signing the dotted line their grievances would have been lessened… altho calling yourself a polygamist might not even been an applicable label– after all his rules made it difficult to do so.

 You had simply been a low-level intern when Homelander first laid eyes on you all those years ago.

He watched you for a long time and you watched him with the same intensity, he was a pretty thing, he had a quirky laugh that veer into cackle territory, his hands were as soft as the rest of him and above all you could tell pretty early on that there was a hunger inside him unmatched by anything else.

No lover before had ever made you feel so wanted, he made you feel as if he was born for you, no lover ever devoured you with a single look… it was desperate.

When have you ever felt this desire before? You asked yourself the more intense this became.

You never experience the titillation and the fear that his hunger inspired in you, the way he touched and explored every inch of your skin inside that broom closet made you fear for your life, as if he would feast on you and gnaw at your bones like a dog with a fresh treat, that one spicy rendezvous after office hours quickly became a regular occurrence and he never had enough.

Neither did you.

His gentleness hid praise worthy self-control, he molded his performance after what made you feel best but you would soon learn it was performance– you were puddy in his hands as he trapped you with this pleasure.

To be yearned for was different, he wanted all your free time to be for him, to ignore all the pretty faces and nameless ass that crossed your sight and devote yourself to him, he was honest about wanting you, about wanting you to love him just as much as he could love you.

Made worse by the fact that you had no qualms with the worst of his personality your fights and arguments as unhealthy as anybody else but always over petty things, never about the nights he soaked the carpet with some miscreant chunky remains, after all you had to be a bit loopy and unhinge to look at him as if he was the only source of light in the cave that was your life.

It was a long courtship before he told you about ‘The Gardens’. At first you simply thought it was another luxury building stuck in Manhattan but behind the doorman and reception clerk was a building only inhabited by lovers.

It wasn’t easy to digest– but floor to ceiling windows, private drivers and Hermes boxes demonstrate to your ego that you might have a price… The 6 figure allowance certainly made your stomach drop as you accepted new found facts about yourself… this was not counting any extra presents– after all your job would be to stay pretty and interesting for him.

You certainly had your suspicions but you had been quite enamored with the Supe, unable to look away from those cornflower blues and the sad expression painting his face as he began to suspect your rejection, the palpable anguish he was trying so hard to contain. Accepting simply to do a few excessive sessions of retail therapy on his dime to recover from the shock, coming in thinking he will grow bored of you soon enough and you could commence the healing process afterwards.

But you never left ‘The Gardens’, the people who ran the building would refer to you as the Noble Consort with the Empress or Imperial Noble Consort reserved for whoever Homelander was dating for the papers (altho you would have given the title of Stillwell for the longest time), to your disbelief you found enjoyment in this arrangement, your were free to pursue whatever you wanted for money was now not a problem– all those hobbies you had abandoned, halted and wished to explore were now back on the table, a new career change or education now a possibility, even pursuing a lifelong passion or dream was available, as long as you kept pretty and keep his favor.

There were other rules of course… Nobody besides Homelander could be in your life. Sex-work was out of the question once somebody took residency in one of the handful of luxury condos. Not involving oneself romantically with any of the other concubines or anybody was also a major rule. He demanded a vow of secrecy as well obviously–  telling anybody about the arrangement specially online or the media, and you would have a head on your front door… you would have prefered a finger, a tooth or a kidney like the others on your floor but he left the brainless severed head on yours.

You were certain that Vought kept a dystopian level of watch over your digital footprint while you no longer worked with Vought and did your thing… you heard the rumor of a shadow department whose whole job was to watch this place– it wasn’t really out of the realm of possibility after all Homelander was worth billions to them… and if not Homelander was there watching somehow.

Which is how you end up with having to call somebody to pick up and puzzle the old concubine back together.

He was The Emperor and thus you had to act like a noble, anybody caught breaking his rules would be in more than a little trouble– Homelander was quite cruel once a lover lost his fancy.

 But not as cruel as the other residents when they sensed somebody trying to plant the seeds of discourse, threats to the system were ever present whenever he brought a new concubine, those who survived the longer kept the peace. 

A mixture of jealousy and self-preservation feed the cruelty… after all these years you liked your comfortable life and so did the others– those with more expensive taste to your own, those whose families were partially supported by Homelander (if he was aware or not was not yours or his problem) those who loved him and didn’t wish to part, and those who needed his support to make sure even if he grew bored with them they had a back-up to their back-up, none who would risk losing it all just because some new lover wanted him all for himself– they had no grace about it and would soon realize that tribalistic nature of humans… unless somebody whispered sweetly in John’s ear and prevented the carnage.

Unsure as to why anybody would want to monopolize him as if this entire building wasn’t a red flag about how pointless that was, you discussed with the others.

He was more than an armful, he was too much even for you who obsessed so easily with him, who demanded his attention and affection but ultimately unable to match just how much he needed in return, you stopped disliking this new life because Homelander would never be satiated, because he would wear you down to a stub, because he would scare you away if you didn’t find a way to get breathing room, more for his sake than your own. You loved him, you wanted to hold tight but if he kept going you would let go of his hand mid-flight and the thought of hating him or falling out of love with him filled you with dread.

You needed him on a cellular level, you joked in the past as you talked to a neighbor, who understood you as he laughed.

It stung for a long time to live this way– You just made it look easy.

But you made it, and it earned you some perks.

You checked your agenda to make sure that time had come around, you weren’t called the Noble Consort for nothing– he would reserve you even outside your birthday week.

8.3 million people in this city and he could make sure you felt like the only one in this town.

Perpetually charming you thought as he landed inthe balcony with your favorite chocolate and flowers.

 If Homelander had to explain why he kept you the longest it was how you talked to him earnestly, you treated him as if he was not just a celeb but a husband, how happy you always were too see him, how you always clung to his shoulders even before his boots touched the ground and how quickly you always dragged him inside worried he would get sick from the cold winds, even if he went weeks without seeing you in person you never let him see it, it was as if no matter how long it had pass you couldn’t care less, only the now you experienced together mattered.

He wondered if this was how sailors felt when they came back home after a lengthy tour, if it was warm like this.

No matter how long this had been going on for– your love was genuine, he even thought of you as a weekend masochist for putting up with his whims, but you took him as he was and that was something special… something worth keeping… worth protecting.

He could snuggle in your chest all he wanted, he knew your fingers would scratch his scalp without command, he would find your warmth either gifted by your words or your core.

A perfect spouse to him, he would whisper to himself when you slept or when he missed you, in this intimacy he knew he would stay with you, the only one who understood what this place was all about, who was this emperor’s favorite.

Now when it came to sex–the life of his concubine wasn’t sexless… you doubted the man actually lived in his actual penthouse all the way up in Vought Tower, he might use it to change suits or pick up his mail, for he would share somebody else’s bed every night, if he didn’t you would find out at the lobby, perks of knowing everybody in the building was that rumors traveled quickly and plans of actions would be organized in elevators… so your bed was not infrequent and during your weeks he would always sleep there.

You keep a spare pair of his boots and gloves that didn’t came with the apartment, which said a lot about how infrequently did he slept at his legal address and your longevity in this palace– what did came was a toothbrush, comb, some of his skincare products and extra-creamy milk restocked frequently more so these days.

These private weeks were both sugary and bitter, date nights and cuddling lazily on the couch as he spoke of his day and listened to yours, you spoke a lot catching up with lost time while he washed your back and you washed his hair, knowing he would leave soon enough and return to some girl back in the tower or go downstairs.

And as your week ended he would treat you to something adventurous.

You kissed him in the upper courtyard by the warm dim lights surrounded by whistling shrubs, the night was starting to grow cold, draping his cape around you for your comfort, he moaned as your lips suckled on his neck savoring the feel of your tongue as you drew lines on chin, slowly melting on your sweltering heat, your hand taking his thigh with a firm squeeze teasing him as they came close to his member, kissing until lips bruised and blood inked his tongue, you kissed until his jaw started to numb and his cock leaked with anticipation, being uphere where somebody might see always excited him, he had already baptized every bench in this courtyard but it didn’t lose his splendor just yet.

His hips buckle as your hand finally gave him much needed affection, hearing your muscles push as hard as they could against him, mewling as you chuckled with delight at his reactions, his eyes so hazy.

Trembling as your hand left him, you pulled at his belt watching him blush as he remembered that the one thing you lacked was super strength, you leaned back as he swiftly began to lower his tights, throwing his belt to the ground so the cold steel wouldn’t make you shudder.

His cock was hard, crying rivers into the cold wind until your lips kissed it better.

He made no attempt to conceal his moaning, growling as your teeth grazed the sensitive head, he was unapologetically loud, this was the one place where he forgo all his acting lessons, nor did you want him to be quiet it made you excited to hear him moan, he just sounded so needy– cute too… and tonite he was obscenely loud, animalistic even, grunting and growling as your drooled unto your chin and made his thigh slippery, as you took his cock down to the base, licking down his taint, he lifted his legs adjusting his position to follow your tongue, whining and panting as you pleasured him, aggressively pumping at his cock as you suck gently on his balls.

You look up from half-lid eyes drowning on your own pleasure, he came with ease coating your throat with his thick salty cum but just as quickly as he came he would come back up and just as hard as a minute ago– you made it into a game to see how many times you could make him cum before he begged you to let him do it inside you for that was the only way to kill his battery. Pumping his shaft with short and quick pump focusing on the mid-length as to deprive his crying tip taking sadistic delight in knowing that he wanted you to touch the tip immediately but being too far gone to asks for it clearly as he mumbled incoherently behind his breathy wanton, his hips following the rhythm of your hands and tongue.

A shaky smile crossed his lips as the consort took pity on him, you chuckled knowing you won an unspoken bet with your downstairs neighbor, pulling their hair out of the way as their head went up and down and lips grazed your fingers.

You climbed up letting your fellow concubine enjoy themselves in this debauchery.

Biting on his ears as you whispered what you wished to do with him, calling him by his name with a sweetness that tingled something scary inside him.

Homelander laughed weakly against you, his hand pulling on the other’s hair gently, he spouts his orders, throwing the cushions unto the ground you both give each other giddy looks as the man pulls you down with him with the last bit of composure he had before burying his face with your crotch, one hand kept your hips in place and the other held his other concubine hand, gasping against you as the other took him, you saw red– it was not a competition but you did not want him to only focus on the warm enveloping his cock.

All that filled the air were your choir of moans above his muffled coos and whines as you fucked his mouth, his tongue doing his best to keep up, eyes rolling back as you took fistfuls of his hair pulling harshly distracting him so much that he had begun to run of breath, as he ate everything and swallowed desperately, trying to concentrate on the feeling developing his tongue and lips and the sweet musky scent drowing him, fading with a twsited smile as you fucked him earnestly and harshly, he loved it when he was made into a bitch, he would never say it outloud of course– like many things in this building it went unspoken, but you could tell that all the old residents shared a certain quality to them.

Men and women who provided something everybody was afraid of giving to him before.

You’d seen him cling to men and women who wished to mark him, who told him that he was as much their property as they were his.

That proved their love was not superficial… It was genuine.

Or genuine enough for him.

He moaned and bucked his hips pathetically, yearning to reach the furthest parts of you, filling you, to feel his own cum foaming within you as he fucked you.

Moving you quickly, glad that this time he had thought ahead with these cushions for your knees would be bleeding and burning otherwise– it was all hazy at this point, all you knew was his name, the cold wind hardening your nipples, and the sound of his hips slapping into you as he whimpered with a mixture of desperation and pleasure, he finger fucked your companion, hands fucking his lover just as fast and hard to have the concubine running out of breath begging Homelander to not dare stop, making a mess of themselves on his fingers, coating them as their hole squelched and sucked him right back in, as the man grew pleased with the sight, your hands interlocked squeezing hard as they rode their orgasm to a happy end.

You caught a ruby glimpse reflecting in a metal bench nearby, you gulped knowing you had to think quickly.

Turning your face and arching your back as you begged him to hold you.

Coming loudly letting your knees and elbows give up, letting him push you down with his weight, always surprised how heavy those silly golden eagles are, you couldn’t believe his shoulders weren’t stiff 24/7, with a satisfied chuckle he waits for you both to snuggle with him.

The other urges him to take it into their apartment for it was getting cold and they sure didn’t want to catch a cold.

He half-begrudgingly agreed, wishing deep down to go a few more rounds outside but as he felt your goosebumps he took you both inside urgently.

Your hands never touched after that, Homelander ever so vigilant of both your movements, all you could do was hope the concubine would learn just how stringent and absurd John could be, fearful that anybody would dare hold affections to anybody but him.

You kissed his neck, nuzzling against him as he watched the sleeping concubine coldly, arguing with himself if they had meant to break the rules.

Whispering his name as he squeezed your stomach, soothing his unspoken anxiety he let go of those thoughts.

He returned your affections, easing into him as you fed off his warmth.

You whispered quietly, enjoying each other, easing his worries.

This was a peculiar life but in these quiet moments it was like any other.

In these moments it all felt perfectly normal, the world might never get it entirely and you yourself struggled with it at times but when you woke up to his kisses on your chest as he found a way to turn into the little spoon while the other sneaked to the toilet, you certainly didn’t want to change things.

Not one bit.

#homelander #homelander x reader #the boys fanfic #homelander fanfiction #personal #my fic tag #homelander x you #tempted to write a little series on these but if anybody wants to write about concubines feel free #on my behalf #might come back and re-edit this

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ok ok ok so just imagine oscar does come around but y/n is still a bit closed off coz ya girl is hurt and oscar starts doing his lil acts of service to show he cares bcuz he's not a talker. like always shows up with her fave coffee order, sends flowers to her work, buys her a lil mclaren teddy to cuddle when she's too grumpy to cuddle him instead 🥹

crying over the teddy bear.

she’d secretly embroider his initials and number under the hoodie, right over where it’s heart is, and its her little secret no one will ever find out about. she takes it everywhere with her after he gifts it to her and she’d secretly spritz it with his cologne in the mornings after they leave for the day, if she isn’t going with them to the track or they’re back home during the off season.

he’s got a way with words when he’s inside her, knows just the right thing to say to make her fall apart, but outside of that he doesn’t have much to say. it frustrates her at first, when he’s not as forthcoming as lando is. she’s shocked by how different they are, when they come back from work and she asks how their days went. good or bad oscar just says same as usual or it was work as he cuddles up into her, head on her stomach, while lando spends an hour telling her every little detail. she listens intently while playing with oscar’s hair, nodding along and asking appropriate questions. oscar wishes he could talk like lando, but he just can’t, doesn’t really have anything to say, so he’s grateful his teammate is there to fill the silence while he relaxes into her.

he’s not good with words, but he’s good at showing he cares in every other way. he can read her better than lando can, knows what she’s thinking before she says it, finishes her sentences all the time. she finds it endearing the way he can read her mind, and can answer any questions she has. i know he’s said like, he would be an engineer if not a driver so i know he’s got brains, but also i feel he’s like weirdly smart in that he knows a lot about random things you wouldn’t expect, so she starts treating him like her personal google. he’s got an incredible memory when it comed to her, she’ll passively mention something and months later oscar has it for her, says he just saw it and thought she’d like it. she’ll mention she likes a certain body wash and he starts buying it for his apartment. he buys her perfume and lotion too for his place without mentioning it, she’d just stumble across the new bottles in his medicine cabinet one morning, right next to his cologne and daily moisturizer. he’d keep all her favorite snacks in his pantry and fridge too, he’s not good at cooking so they’re pretty much bare otherwise, so knowing he specifically goes to the grocery story just so she has snacks when she visits makes her heart skip a beat.

he always knows what she wants for breakfast when she wakes them up whining about being hungry and places an order for delivery while her and lando are still debating what they want. he’ll drift in and out of asleep, half listening to them try to decide for half an hour what to eat, then their food arrives. theyre confused when they’re back home, neither of them expecting company so early, and when they’re at a hotel during the season, she shouts that they don’t need house keeping while oscar rolls out of bed and puts on a pair of sweats to retrieve their breakfast. her and lando are always surprised, like it doesn’t happen every other morning. she trades them bites of their breakfast in exchange for kisses until she’s full and is pushing the food away even if they’re not finished bc she’s suddenly in the mood for something else.

#ask #anon #blindfold universe

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finally watched the new bob's burgers ep!!! didnt record my thoughts as i was watching (bcuz I was lazy) but i thought it was a really good and fun episode :) very stylistically different from anything else they've done before but it was really interesting and i love how much they're experimenting w/ the stories they tell this season!! also the colors and vhs filter they used for this episode were GORGEOUS and immediately made it one of the most visually stunning episodes of the entire series like. wow

they DID NOT need to make louise an only child in her documentary film thingy after I came up w/ an extremely depressing au where she's an only child. like that HURT ME <\3

"also did you thank teddy, mort, rudy, jimmy jr, andy and ollie enough?? because they worked REALLY hard" aww thats so sweet they all worked so hard on making louise's film just for fun :( would love to know how they managed to convince jimmy jr to help them with this bcuz he doesn't seem like the kind of guy who would typically put in that much effort. also the twins saying now that jimmy junior's dead they'll be their dads favorite son??? do they think jimmy jr is jimmy pesto's favorite?? (maybe bcuz they have the same name and he's jimmy JUNIOR)

rudy was such a sweetheart in this documentary :)

ANDY AND OLLIE WERE SUCH CUTIES!!!! LOOK AT THEM they're soo small <3

and i loved these perspective shots of louise we got so many cool perspectives of her bedroom that I feel like we've never seen before?? with gene and tina sitting on top of her loft bed it was just very interesting to see. and i love that they brought back the archery set that louise wanted for her birthday in season 13 and it seems like she DID end up getting it as a present for her birthday?? even if it's sad she couldnt end up using it. lots of tears :(

very fun episode and I love all the experimental episodes and storytelling they're doing this season!!!

#txt #bob's burgers #episode review

[blankisanaddict]

i love... voice polycules.. Urm. cold/skeptic/paranoid PLS 🗣️🙏

Startin off with a good one hehas

First I want to mention the funny haha height difference, as compared to the two corvids, Cold is TOWERING (especially to Skeptic, who's a magpie) and also his wingspan as well, HUGE wingspan compared to Para and Skeppy

Anyway onto more of the ship aspect

I think these three would really get each other,,, Para would def be the most vocal of the bunch

Oorghhh Cold and Skep would be so good at calming Para down and backing him up on anything,,,,, Para would be worried about absolutely everything including its partners and will defo make sure those two aren't doing anything that'll get them hurt (lord Para is not wrong tho)(Para will still fuss at Cold even if void says void doesn't feel anything) Para still loves his idiot boyfriends to death tho <3

I think Para would defo have many breakdowns over not being a good partner or not knowing its own feelings or something happening to them,,,, teehees :3€

Cold would also care for their partners but more in the background, making sure Skep and Para don't go through unnecessary pain (he'd def make fun of them if they got hurt stupidly (knowing the other two are fine with it)), I think void'd be pretty good at comforting them when it comes down to it. He also revels in the height difference, it's especially fun to mess with Skeppy about it- Cold is very entertained with his partners hehe

(I'll admit out of all the voices, Skeppy is the one I really need to pay more attention to- this might be lackluster I apologise-)

Skep would definitely rant his theories to his boyfriends bcuz he knows and trusts that the two will listen to what he has to say and really /get/ it, yknow? And I think he'd want to learn a lot about his partners, they are very interesting critters to him,,, I think he'd try to act stoic, but this man definitely stims to himself when he thinks no one is watching me thinks hehe- He'd pick up so many items and gift them to Cold and Para because he's a man that can connect dots, and his brain connects them ALL THE TIME. Like,, "oo shiny rock. Cold's eyes are pretty shiny. I should give this to void" "oh this is a pretty leaf. The patterns are very similar to Paranoid's. I'm gonna give it to him later" kinda shit, and the two appreciate all of them. I like to think Skeppy would be the type to mirror actions, so he might pick up a stim/nervous tic or two from his partners

God these three would sleep huddled together with cold covering them with its wings adjjfmgkg

#addict art #addict yaps #stp voices #slay the princess #stp voice shipping #paraskepticold #voice of the cold #voice of the paranoid #voice of the skeptic

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Continuing on Bee having chronic phantom pains.

So Bee has several medications to deal with this on top of his normal antidepressants and adhd meds. It kinda sucks for him, but it could've been worse...

The worst part about having those pains is that even tho he's taken meds he'll often get these sudden flare ups that'll leave him unable to do anything for an hour or so. When that happens (which is like 2-3 times a week), he has little bottle of medical grade on him to soothe the pain faster.

It definitelly limited his options to do fun stuff cuz if he goes somewhere alone there's more of a chance he'll become stuck in that place for a long while unable to do anything. He still can go skating or do donuts, exercise is good for him but it also sucks cuz most bots can't keep up with him or he can get the flare up during whatever he's doing and hurt himselft of accident.

After the accident, Bee has been mostly going out with other bots- Bulkhead most often gives up his free time to go somewhere with Bee, if he can't do that cuz of something important then Prowl will go.

In other post i said that Ratchet takes some of his medical supplies from Swindle bcuz the usual supplier either won't give certain stuff or doesn't have them. Therefore, the medication for Bumblebee's issues are being supplied by Swindle. And we know how this guy is- snooping into private information to find out what whoever needs so he can have them spend more money on him.

And this is exactly what he did with Ratchet. Old docbot made the supply orders with Swindle in secret. One time Swindle asked why he was getting so many medications, Ratchet declined to tell anything besides what he needs but Swindle's silver tongue turned the conversation in the right direction...

It was nearing christmas at that time and everyone tried to get gifts for one another. They had the usual family party and gift giving. At some point Optimus gave a look to Ratchet who nodded and slipped out to get something.

"Actually, there is one more gift for you, Bumblebee." Bossbot said with a smile. Bee was sitting on the floor with Sari and Prowl, trying out some board game they just unpacked.

"Really? What is it!?" Bee was excited.

"You need to close your optics first." Bee was quick to oblige and slap with servos on his faceplate, he loved surprises! Then Optimus gave Ratchet a signal to come into the room... what the others didn't expect was him leading a small-sized cyberhound in. Optimus quickly gave a signal for the others to stay quiet as Ratchet made it sit in front of Bee.

Bee was both very confused and excited when he was allowed to look. Ratchet explained that this was a service hound for him; her name was Murk and apparently she could sense when the flare ups are gonna start and help him get thru them. This was so cool! And it got confirmed rather quickly; while Bee was petting his new companion she suddenly pulled away and started pushing into him. Bee leaned back to sit on his aft instead of knees and Murk quickly climbed onto his lap and pressed herself into his chassis, she started making this quiet hum similar to a cat's purr. The vibrations and odd feeling seeped into Bee just as the sharp pain hit him. But it wasn't as bad as it was the other times- this time the pain was bearable and most of it was replaced with this odd numbness. He could actually speak and move some while it was happening. Both Sari and Prowl were trying their best to not pet this cute robot dog while it was working.

Swindle had prompted Ratchet into telling him Bee's condition and he gave him contacts to the places with Service Creatures. He also helped him get a hound that will be an good match for Bee. It was a lot of credits spend but definitelly worth it. Who knew Swindle could be actually kind and helpful.

Murk was a little above Bee's knee height and similar to a doberman, all black with red optics. She had a special blue paint on her chest armor- a painted-on jacket with white cybertronian writing "Service Hound". She looked quite intimidating... and for a reason.

Turns out, she was also a defence hound on top of being a service hound. Sentinel got to discover that when he came to close to Bee(despite the hound growling) and roughly poked him while arguing. Ratchet almost refused to put his ripped servo back in place, he asked for it.

Bee could once again go back to his usual stuff. Murk was very friendly and tolerated most of folks, she was also playful when it was time for it- although she never played catch with him, Ratchet explained cuz that her job to stay close to him.

She was also trained to bring him stuff like fuel or meds. If Bee can't get out of his berth in the morning then he'll tell Murk to bring him fuel (a can of oil). It sometimes ends up in her bringing Optimus with a tray of oil and freshly baked goods when he's doing his baking in the morning. (I imagine Murk has this thing where she can play back commands that were said to her when some other bot asks why she's alone. She played back Bee saying "Murk, bring me fuel." to OP and that's how he knew.)

Bee also has more leeway like before, he doesn't need another bot to come with him in case something happens. When he's driving somewhere, Murk sits in his backseat and barks when something is gonna happen so Bee has time to drive off the road and take a break.

Of course, Bee is not really allowed to go fighting anymore. But i suppose it won't be long until they catch Megs and put him in jail so they can live a peaceful life.

#maccadam #tfa #tfa bumblebee #angst

[zims-left-antenna]

I was gonna write an essay about how invader zim is kinda helping me cope with my whole school experience by letting the weird kids be the protagonists and seeing everything from their perspectives, especially the pov of an alien. but then it got so messy and I couldn't bother myself to make it make sense by researching a bit more and stuff. so I'm gonna try to put it as short as I can (spoiler, it's not short)

(btw I'm using the "weird kid" term broadly. I'm including ppl who, personally, don't find a reason why they're "weird" to most ppl, and yet they are)

I love how gaz, dib and zim, aka the main cast, are weird kids in different ways and that we see the show from their perspectives, especially from an alien pov. that alone shows that there's more than one way of being weird, strange, or whatever.

I really like the use of an alien for being the odd one out in a group. no matter how said alien tries to fit in, he can't. sure, nobody cares that he's an alien, but they still stay far because of his off-putting behaviour. thus, he's not exactly blending in.

also it's worth mentioning that gaz is the only girl in tv that I have seen being grumpy 24/7, gamer and with no friends. bonus, she dresses like she just found out about goths.

I mean, girls in media don't have to check all those characteristics, but it's still rare to find characters like her, especially grumpy ones. so, props to jhonen for his contribution.

and then there's dib. man.

no one understands his interests that also are niche in his circle. he's loud, dramatic, takes said interests a little too seriously than anyone else would, socially isolated\excluded (like zim and gaz). and also, isn't even trying to blend in with everyone else. he's being unapologetically himself (for better and for worse) and STANDS out a lot bcuz of it. he draws a lot of negative attention to the point of being bullied, and altho it hurts, he still won't change.

I don't know, I'm just rambling a lot and cant seem to put all this in a short and coherent text, but this show can sometimes represent the weird kid experience in a way that isn't so sad (except in a few occasions) and can make me feel seen, even if the characters are so cartoonishly exaggerated

sorry this is all over the place lol

#invader zim #WHY CANT I WRITE SHORT AND COHERENT TEXTS ?????

[driedupeyeballs]

for the ask game!! 💯, 🖤, 🎮, or 🔱 for skye (yes i know as a half-mer they can swim... but is it like azul where they don't like doing so with people around or like the leeches where they're super chill about it???)

Yipppeee!!

💯-“ what are three random facts about your OC?”

Skye cannot stand sour food. They grew up eating Jamil’s cooking so they’re well acquainted with spice and love foods that would burn off most people’s tongues, but if anythings even slightly sour they won’t eat it. They also don’t like coffee, but other than that they’ll rlly eat anything. And I mean anything.

They have a cat! I mentioned that briefly but I’ll share the cat lore. When Skye was around 6 or 7 they saw a little kitten on the side of the road. They went to grab it bcuz they thought it was a mouse and wanted to eat it, but no longer wanted to eat it once discovering it isn’t a mouse. So they took it to Azul who freaked out bcuz this wasn’t long after the Guinea pig incident (more on that later), so he takes the cat to the vet and gets everything sorted then talks to Jamil about finding it a home, bcuz he’s anxious abt keeping it around w Skye. Skye then expresses that they want to keep the cat, so Jamil purposes they leave the cat with Treyjade for a few months to figure things out cuz they live nearby and already have animals. Azul agrees to this, so for abt 3 months of Skye begging to go to treyjades house and getting upset when they are denied permission to hold the kitten (they didn’t show interest in any of the other animals), Jamil and Azul decided it was probably fine, so they took the cat home. Her name is Mariana and she’s a Russian blue cat! She’s very much a lap cat but only for Skye, she will hiss and claw at anyone else who tries to pick her up lmao

And for the third fact, they became housewarden about a month into their time at nrc. Which is impressive by any standards, but not impressive enough, bcuz Shenzi (my younger kaliruggie kid who Skye despises), became Scarabia housewarden three days before Skye became Octavinelle housewarden. They initially didn’t wanna take the title super fast, but when Shenzi did, they got pissed and went for it. They’re still salty about this and will likely always be salty about this.

🖤 - “Has your OC killed or seriously wounded someone before? Have they broken someone’s heart and/or broken someone’s trust?”

God damn what a question- okay so idk if you’ve read my 2nd Skye post where I go more in detail abt their venom/hunting strategy but they do have some extremely powerful venom. No human/mer/beastman has ever been killed by it, tho a lot of animals have. Skye was very reckless as a child, a big difference from their collected and put-together appearance they hold. They bit everything as a kid, edible or not, and Jamil and Azul had their hands full trying to keep them from killing any animal they saw. I’d say the worst thing they ever killed was one of treyjade’s pet Guinea pigs when they were like 7-ish, but I don’t think they lost the trust of treyjade from that bcuz Jade being a mer himself and Trey being married to a mer/having mer kids understood some things couldn’t be helped. They’ve never fully envenomated a person as it stands, they bit Floyd once as a toddler cuz they were curious but he didn’t die or even get super hurt. He didn’t hold them for a while tho lmao

🎮- “what are three of your ocs favorite hobbies?”

Skye reads a lot, they were the kind of kid where you had to take their books away as punishment lmao, they’ll read anything and they’ll read it freakishly fast. They’re really good at board/video games but don’t really play them much outside of their club/with friends so I wouldn’t count that, so as for the other two- idk if tea counts as a hobby but I am counting it, they grew up very close with Jade, he’s always been their favorite uncle (the octatrio and their spouses + kids is a very tightly knit group they’re all family), so from a very young age Jade was teaching them a lot about tea, so into their high school years they experiment more with making tea blends and they have a huge tea collection in their dorm room (and an even bigger one at home). As for the last one- this may surprise you! So I’ve had this in some of their unpublished notes for a MINUTE, they do tarot cards! And they’re extremely good at it. This isn’t a lifelong hobby like the other two cuz no one in their family was ever into it, but they picked it up as a way to make money for the lounge like a true ashengrotto. their plan was to have a temporary psychic reading thing for Halloween, but they ended up getting weirdly interested in it and now they have at least 5 decks amongst all the tins of tea

🔱 - “can your OC swim? Does your OC enjoy swimming?”

Uhh yes and no? Well they can swim in both forms, Azul made sure of that after the incident with their brother (long story), but they really don’t like doing it in human form. They’re obviously great in their merform, idk if you’ve ever seen a video of a sea snake swim but it’s really cool so I’ll link one. But swimming with two legs instead of one long tail + without the security blanket of strong venom isn’t something they enjoy.

#Skye Ashengrotto #YIPEEEEEEE #than k you for asking questions?? and liek wanting to k now abt my OCs wtf???? #anyway yea Skye!!!! I love them #hopefully none of this is stuff I already shared that I’m forgetting abt #twst fankids #fankids #jamiazu #Twst OC #twisted wonderland #ash-OCs

[reivrze]

moot game💕 describe your moots as idols/songs!

ok so i cried a little when i got this bcuz i got too many mutuals.. so i picked the ones i interact with the most, sorry to anyone who's not on here :]

001. @chacottone my bbg see i would say sana from twice just bcuz of ur name but tbh you feel more like a sunoo to me. very happy sweet energetic but also u judge me..so 🙄 [ for song : boy by treasure ]

002. @wvnkoi i feel like mingyu from svt works bcuz ur very pretty and very easy to bully 🤘 idk if u know anything abt svt but he's often the butt of the groups jokes and thats just you for me and soph [ for song : the great mermaid by lesserafim ]

003. @hanniluvi i feel like nwjns hanni works bcuz yk she got a little sass in her just like u, you may be young but u scare me ngl [ for song : generation by triples ]

004. @maiverie see it would feel wrong not to put you as heeseung but not any heeseung.. iland hee. bcuz ur like a celebrity in my eyes yk so like how hee was very admired during iland by everyone else [ for song : limbo by jun ]

005. @kazmura see u remind me a little of kazuha bcuz yk ur whole blog looks very clean and sleek just how i see kazuha ? so yea imma assign kaz to u [ for song : hurt by new jeans ]

006. @talesofyuan ngl i don't got much of an explanation but you feel like a seulgi to me ? she's just very cool and talented very much like you [ for song : sweet juice by purple kiss ]

007. @ikeuz hmm u kinda give off haewon vibes ? kinda random ik but shes chaotic + funny like you yk ? she also talks a lot from what ive seen and yk u too ( especially abt ur flower boy ) [ for song : 90s love by nct u ]

008. @aernx danielle from newjeans, shes a very bright person and i feel like it matches ur whole vibe yk ? shes also like the sweetest person ever and like you are too [ for song : lovin me by fifty fifty ]

009. @seolboba lia from itzy maybe ? she's very nice and supportive so i just feel like it matches you pretty well from my pov [ for song : dumb dumb by red velvet ]

010. @cybrwon hmm niki ? you got cool vibes and he does too so i feel like it's fitting, not much of an explanation but yea [ for song : maverick by the boyz ]

was gonna add more but i want to stop at 10 so sorry to anyone who isn't on here, ill make a second version if someone ever asks again :)

#my first moot game :)

[thecultofcupid]

ROTTMNT Headcanons:

i decided that i wanted to infodump about my headcanons for the turtles specifically :> due to the fact that I am a fictive, this is influenced a little bit by our fictives/exomemories. but YEAH i just wanted to ramble a lot and you should go stream rottmnt and support the team bcuz it deserves all the love in the world yeah ok lets go

Leo

extremely transmasc. like this guy is so transmasc

uses he/him pronouns exclusively but would probably accept being misgendered purely for comedic effect (only by his family or friends tho)

says he's bisexual but he prefers to call himself queer

tell me this man does not have ADHD you can't

acts superior to hide his debilitating inferiority complex

struggles with insomnia. has developed ways of managing his sleeping problems, but they still win out every now and then

Post-Movie

deals with PTSD-related dissociation. it's pretty damn bad

the WORST internalized ableism you've ever seen

loses the arm anyway. my headcanon is that krang prime got ahold of it as his siblings were pulling him out of the portal

the worst patient you've ever seen. he is constantly plotting escape

almost constantly wearing a knee brace. he's supposed to use crutches but often tries to get away with not doing so. has a wheelchair for bad pain days but he refuses to use it most of the time bc he's stubborn

insomnia gets way worse, partly due to night terrors and partly due to chronic pain. sleep does not come easy to this guy

Raph

bigender; she/him pronouns with a preference for fem terms

likes who she likes; doesn't feel the need to put a label to his sexuality

she is autistic bc I said so

PLURAL!! she has OSDD-1a and has a system of 3 or 4 other alters not including herself (Mind Raph is kind of up in the air for me, but the others are Little Red, Angel, and Savage)

dislikes swearing, in part because Little Red picks up on it and will not stop once he starts /hj

Post-Movie

blind in right eye bc of the krang

most of his complications are PTSD related; nightmares, dissociation, etc

was always a bit mindful of his size compared to his surroundings/family, but after the movie, it becomes a lot more prevalent. she is terrified of hurting her loved ones again

nerve damage in one arm from opening the portal; causes pain/numbness/tingling and minor muscle spasms. Donnie made compression gloves to help with this

Mikey

genderfluid; shifts between she/he/they pronouns

aroace

ADHD

LOVES body art. will always have something new painted onto his arms or plastron

since he can't really reach his carapace to paint on it, he convinces his siblings to let him paint on theirs. will often be found in Donnie's lab painting their carapace while they work

loves hanging out in Donnie's lab while they work

Post-Movie

suffered the worst in terms of damage to his arms

deals w chronic fatigue and brain fog after opening the portal

wears compression gloves from Donnie almost 24/7. has to be reminded to take them off

Donnie

nonbinary/autigender. uses they/them pronouns primarily, but also uses he/him and it/its on occasion. loves telling people that they "identify as a threat"

THE disaster bisexual

WEAPONIZED AUTISM

doesn't get enough sleep not because they're an insomniac, but because they hyperfixate on projects for days at a time and will not sleep until either a) they're done working, b) one of their siblings forces them to go to bed, or c) they simply crash on their desk out of exhaustion

for a self-proclaimed genius, they're not very good at taking care of themselves

has nonverbal episodes and uses sign language to communicate during them. however, he and Leo both learned morse code as well so they could have their own "secret language" that only they understood

the worst eyesight. like it's god awful. they wear custom-made contacts when they're outside the lair, but they also have glasses for days when they can't be bothered

has bitten every member of his family at least once

has eaten the family goldfish before (not Piebald)

has claw-like scars across their carapace from the shredder. change my mind

Post-Movie

scarring on carapace from Technodrome and being ripped from the control panel. it looks worse than it is

has trouble eating due to sensory issues

suffers from tactile hallucinations. has to have something on their shell at all times

has seizures resulting from the Technodrome connecting with his central nervous system

that's all i have rn. there's so many headcanons that I didn't include here just cus it'd be a mess but pls ask me questions cus I love talking about these guys. and ofc ask questions about other characters as well, not just the turtles!! i wanna do more art featuring some of our headcanons as well so look forward to that >:))

#michaela.txt #she/her #rottmnt headcanons #rottmnt #rise of the tmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise leo #rottmnt leo #rise raph #rottmnt raph #rise mikey #rottmnt mikey #rise donnie #rottmnt donnie #unpause rottmnt #unpause rise of the tmnt #unpause rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #save rottmnt #save rise of the tmnt #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #post rottmnt movie #tw ed #tw internalized ableism #tw self neglect #plural raph #autistic raph #autistic donnie