#he didnt seem to imply he knew they were there anyway

[kachowder]

Concept

Yandere M!Therapist x reader

Tw: Manipulative, Implied nsfw (?), power dynamic(?),

Cameron didnt know when it started, or how. His job was to help people. To be there to listen to them, an impartial voice for people who struggled.

He was supposed to help.

But god did you make it ever so hard.

He remembered his first impression of you, and your story. He had his fair share of attractive patients, though he’d never been attracted to them. Or almost anyone really. He found it he viewed all his clients solely as his patients. People he needed, wanted to help. He couldn’t see them in any other way. But alas, he’d be a filthy liar if he said that his heart hadn’t fluttered and his cheeks hadn’t warmed at his first sight of you.

It was easy to brush off though. His morals were still uptight and resilient. No patient relationships. He was sure it would stay that way as well.

Your story was sad, as it often was for all his patients. He sympathized with you, it was his job to do so, and he occasionally asked you to elaborate on certain phrases or feelings you used.

You didn’t cuss like many of his patients did. Though it could’ve been because you weren’t comfortable with him just yet.

He liked the way you spoke though. It was delicate. Not necessarily your voice, but just the way you phrased things. Like you knew the worlds secrets but kept them to yourself. You seemed complex in a way he couldn’t describe. Though perhaps he was giving you too much credit. Maybe you just liked to read.

To him, it seemed you had long since become, to some extent, accepting of the things you dealt with, and truly just needed someone to listen to you. Perhaps tell you that you weren’t over reacting.

You were funny. Possibly a cope, but he didn’t mind much. He couldn’t help himself from grinning and laughing a few times, which you always seemed proud of.

It made him feel weird.

At the end of the session you told him you’d be coming back the following week. That you enjoyed talking to him.

He would never tell you how excited he had been for your next appointment.

Eventually, as time went on, and he began seeing you more, he began to feel something.

A fluttering sensation when he spoke to you.

A deep warmth that swelled all over his skin, and left him feeling almost giddy.

He slowly started being more responsive. More than his job obligated him to be anyway. He asked questions. Casual ones at first. Though they increased with each session.

It started to feel like you were two friends just hanging out together. Chatting about everything and anything. There were still moments where you would discuss more pressing topics. Like the guy who wouldn’t leave you alone, and how he suddenly disappeared one day after one of your sessions.

He assured you that the man must’ve given up, and that possibly the advice he’d given you had helped. You seemed unsettled for a moment, but the soft smile you sent him after, accompanied by a sweet “thank you”, made him feel as if a sleepless night or two didn’t matter so much.

Things got a bit more complicated after that.

He wasn’t quite sure when, but he started seeking your praise and approval. Your attention.

He started dressing up. Simple at first. A new shirt. More form fitting pants. Maybe a nice watch or necklace.

He had the money. So that wasn’t an issue for him. He could take care of you.

Over time though, the simple compliments weren’t enough. He wanted you to stare. He wanted your eyes all over him. He wanted you to stare down at him like he was something you needed. That you couldn’t live with out.

A few buttons left apart. A tighter shirt. Even tighter pants. Maybe even a little makeup. Nothing fancy. He just wanted you to compliment his skill. He had a few sisters to thank for that.

He remembered you had offhandedly mentioned how good he looked red once.

He wore it almost every session after that.

He loved watching the way your eyes would snap to him when you’d step into his office. The way your eyes would roam for a moment before you looked away out of respect. No. Stare more. Longer. Undress me with your eyes. Please please please.

You offhandedly asked why he had been so well dressed, the first time it happened. He was a bit embarrassed. Especially by the realization of why he had been dressing up. He told you he was going on a date. A very loud part of him wanted to see a reaction. A sign. Even the smallest one that showed you liked him. That you were interested in him.

But you smiled. That beautiful, insufferable, tormenting, lovely smile.

He hated it.

Be angry. Be jealous. Do something. Anything. Want him need him. Do it do it do it doitdoit

It’s not enough.

Before he knew it, he was sabotaging your social life left and right.

“Oh how cruel of them.”

“They shouldn’t have done that. It hurt didn’t it?”

“They don’t know you”

“You don’t need them.”

He thanked his career at times like this.

He knew what buttons to push. What strings to pull. You relied on him.

Your visits became more frequent.

The “hands to yourself policy” was discarded. You leaned on him. Laid your head in his lap (after many many attempts at persuasion). His well manicured fingers traced your skin. He’d hum. Give his thoughts.

And slowly sunk his claws deep into you.

You needed therapy. His therapy. You needed him.

Almost as much as he needed you.

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A/n: Woo! A human! That’s a first. Anyway I hope you guys like him :) <3 I do not condone yandere behavior this is purely fiction <3

#yandere #x oc #yandere oc #yandere therapist #yandere x reader #my oc #x reader

[hannieehaee]

hi! i wanted to request seungcheol x reader based off of ‘how you get the girl’ by taylor swift? thank you!

content: inspired by 'how you get the girl' by taylor swift, angsty, fight between reader and cheol implied, fluff ending, etc.

wc: 738

a/n: ive never rlly listened to taylor before so im sorry if i took the lyrics out of context i tried to research the meaning of the song but i wasnt 100% sure T-T anyways tysm for requesting sorry i took so long <3

masterlist

seungcheol knew he had royally fucked up.

the details didn't matter now. it had been a while now – six months to be exact – and he still couldnt get over you. he'd see you around town occasionally, and you'd look perfectly fine. how could you be fine when he was so empty without you in his life? were you really better off without him?

he tried to move on, he really did, but no one was like you. the type of love you had was the type he wanted to be his endgame. there was no question about it. which was why he needed to fix his this.

it started with attempts to be in the same spaces as you again. he would find out where you'd be from mutual friends (okay, a little stalkerish, but it was fine!) and make sure to be in attendance to any party you'd go to. lucky for him, you were best friends with his good friends soonyoung and vernon, which gave him the perfect opening to approach you every time. at first you'd look peeved off by his presence, but after a few times you seemed to warm up to him, even laughing at his jokes sometimes. after a few weeks of intruding your friend hangouts, it was as if he'd always been there.

the day finally came in which you'd been left alone together at a party, with both soonyoung and vernon leaving one by one. it was getting late, so seungcheol offered to walk you home, which you surprisingly accepted with a polite smile. you talked like old friends on your way back, never once making any mention of the relationship you used to have. that made cheol both sad and relieved. it was good you weren't hurt by it anymore, but did this mean you were now looking for a mere friendship out of him? he had tried to bring back the old dynamics between the two of you. he had even been as physically affectionate as your newly-developed friendship would allow, but it seemed like that wasnt what you were looking for. seungcheol couldnt help but carry the disappointment in his face as the two of you arrived to your home.

"cheol? what's wrong?", you asked as soon as you caught sight of his face.

"hmm? oh, nothing. im fine. i, uh, goodnight. thanks for letting me walk you."

before he could even turn around, you pulled at his arm to grab his attention.

"cheol, what is it?"

he hesitated in speaking up again. he knew himself to be an outspoken man to a fault. and how was be expected to hold back when you looked so pretty under the moonlight and were even showing concern for him?

"i love you,"

fuck. that's not how he meant to start. and that was clearly not what you had expected him to say, judging by the shocked expression on your face.

"what?"

"im still in love with you, i- i know i fucked up, and i know i waited too long, but ... seeing you move on in life without me made me lose my mind. i know i shouldve apologized earlier. and i cant even blame you for breaking up with me, i ... i was a shitty boyfriend. i didnt treat you how you deserved. but i'll be better now, i promise! just give me one more chance. ill give you everything i shouldve back then and more. i know it's been six months, but ive been losing my mind without you. i know we could make this work. please?"

he knew he mustve looked crazy as he rambled his sudden love confession to you, but he still hoped that you'd maybe take pity on him and take him back. however, after a full minute of silence from you as you didn't meet his eyes, he knew that luck probably wouldnt be smiling at him today.

he turned to leave without a word until you unexpectedly stopped him again.

"wait, cheol," you seemed kind of shy about your movements, but still offered him a smile.

"come in? do you ... will you stay the night? please?"

your shy smile was met with his bright one as his arms warmly wrapped around yours, kissing your cheeks over and over as he used to once upon a time, walking the two of you into the apartment he was once oh so familiar with.

#seventeen fanfic #seventeen x reader #svt fanfic #seventeen #svt #svt x reader #seventeen imagine #seventeen oneshot #seventeen scenarios #svt scenarios #seungcheol oneshot #seungcheol scenarios #seungcheol fanfic #seungcheol x reader #scoups scenarios #scoups x reader #scoups oneshot #scoups fanfic

[yourheart-inmyhands]

HIIIII I LOVE YOUR POSTS SO MUCH IF YOU DIDNT NOTICED I WAS ONE OF YOUR FOLLOWERS WHO LIKE YOUR POSTS THE EARLIEST ANYWAYS I HOPE YOU HAVE A GREAT AND AMAZING DAY I HOPE YOU FEEL HAPPY AND JOYFULL! STAY SAFE :DDDD

Oh and btw i love love LOVED the last post you made :3 wasnt able to like it early since i was at school but can i please req a Zoro reader with a yan Yelan , Beidou , Alhaitham (all hail the ham XD) and Neuvillete (idk how to spell his name😒🙄) ANYWAYS PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME REMEMBER TO EAT REST AND DRINK WATER <<<333

Plus points if reader is in luffys pirate crew , has 3 swords and stronger than Beidou and Yelan 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

YOUR THE BEST POOKS EHEHHEHEHE<<<<333 :D :3

(stan chuu 🥰🥰🥰😱😱😱)

LOVE YOU POOKS 🥰🥰🥰😍😍😍😍

i didn't wanna answer this one cause it's so cute and i wanted to keep it in my inbox foreverrrrr but i really appreciate the compliments ;v; <33 also i won't lie, Zoro is not one of my favorites from One Piece (i like greasy/deranged men) but i love his character, i was also binging some episodes while writing this and also this is pre-timeskip zoro cause that's where i'm at currently and brainrot be real but i hope you enjoy :D <3

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, implied being held against will, mentions of violence, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Yelan would be stressed out, not only do you wield three swords and seem to always get yourself in trouble, but you’re always getting lost. She’s at least glad that you can take care of yourself if the need arises but your obsession with being Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman is a little out of control. She prefers that you don’t go out without her because she knows you’ll get lost, but if you should otherwise she’ll be sure to send out someone to follow you, keeping her informed of your location and every move.

Yelan smiled to herself as you trained in the backyard. While your bizarre workout routine often had her a bit worried, she admired your dedication to her work. There was a lot about you she loved, but your dedication to your goals was what drew her in, reminding her of herself sometimes. She had to keep you on a tight leash though, your lack of direction often leaving you in places you shouldn’t end up in. She never minded though, it was just another of your adorable quirks, something she found keeping her on her toes. Yelan loved you and all your strange, unique quirks. 

Yandere!Beidou would find you very admirable, chasing so strongly after your ambitions as she had. While killing a Leviathan and becoming Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman are two different life goals, she thinks you're an amazing individual for chasing your dreams so wholeheartedly.

Beidou smiled down at you from the top deck, watching as you polished your blades. While she didn’t understand the need for three swords, she knew you enjoyed it and so she never questioned it. She was grateful you didn’t put up a fight when it came to traveling on the Crux with her, not that you ever seemed to know where they were headed. It just made it easier for her to keep an eye on you, with your habit of wandering off and getting lost just to end up in a fight that she later patches you up from. She loved you and all your quirks but sometimes she wondered how you came to be this way, it wasn’t something you seemed keen to talk about.

Yandere!Alhaitham would find a beloved like this both a blessing and a curse. He loves your passion for swordfighting, often fighting with you for a bit of practice. While you certainly outmatch him with just one sword alone, he uses his intellect to spar with you, learning your moves and putting you into positions where you have to adapt and overcome. He finds the exercise to be an enjoyable break from his work, allowing him to keep his physical skills as sharp as his mental ones. He refuses to let you go anywhere by himself though, worried you’ll get lost and run into trouble, again.

Alhaitham smirked as he blocked another attack from you, having memorized every attack you’ve ever used against him. It was times like this that he enjoyed most with you, a proper challenge between brains and brawn. While your workout routine was intense, his mind was equally as polished, leaving the duels between the two of you relatively intense. On afternoons where you weren’t dueling, it was common to go into town, with Alhaitham usually picking up books or other things at stores while dragging you along with him. Even if he knew you were going to nap the whole time he was gone, he still didn’t trust you to not fight something or get lost while he was gone. So instead he took you to every store with him, keeping a tight watch over you and oftentimes tying a ribbon gently around your wrists that connected to his belt.

Yandere!Neuvillette has no choice but to keep you locked up inside while he’s gone simply because he knows otherwise you’ll get lost and he’ll be seeing you in the courtroom for yet another fight you got into. He doesn’t mind it though, knowing that at home you only do a few things, train, polish your swords, and nap. And while he admires your dream to be Teyvat’s Greatest Swordsman, he thinks you should settle for the strength you currently possess and simply stay here in Fontaine with him.

Unlocking the door and stepping in after a long day in court, Neuvillette isn’t surprised to see you napping in the livingroom. He will admit that the first few times he saw you napping, simply sitting on the floor up against a wall with all three swords nearby, he thought it was strange, insisting that you sleep in the bedroom or at least on the couch. Now though, he understands that it’s simply the way you are, quietly approaching and smirking as your eyes flicker open, looking up at the man. “Your senses are as sharp as ever I see.” Neuvillette offers you a hand, gently pulling you to your feet as you stretch, asking about his day. He enjoys the quiet life he has and he prefers to try and force you to comply than let you roam free, after all he’s doing this for the betterment of society. You’re simply too dangerous.

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[yonpote]

as someone who wasnt here at the time (was a fan from about 2011-2013) what exactly defines the "softlaunch era" pre-coming out that i hear you and others refer to?

you've come to the right place cuz this is the era when i truly became a Phannie... "gay softlaunch" is generally considered 2017-18, but to be more specific it was october 31, 2016-june 13, 2019!

before they came out this was also referred to as "post-baking universe" referencing the halloween 2016 monster pops video that had an (at the time) abnormal amount of raunchy humor and just general derangedness. nothing like it is today, but that point felt very significant and dan even brought it up in liveshows like yeah idk what happened there and when phil called a peach an ass in a gaming video dan said "we live in a post-baking universe" (i believe fans coined the term tho).

people have also called it the "glass closet era" which is a divisive name for a lot of people cuz "glass closet" can be seen as kind of a mean term and it implies like, stereotyping or speculating or the "we been knew" behavior dan had talked about in BIG. which i understand that feeling, but i don't think that's what was happening, because the way i see it was queer flagging. ways they could show a little bit who they really were without saying it just yet. they weren't Out out, but they were just like. openly talking about attraction to men and finding men hot and not calling it a Man Crush or anything. dan would bring up queerness more often in liveshows, which hes mentioned queer artists and stuff before but now it was also making jokes about like.. being in a gas leak man porn fantasy in his first livestream of 2017 LMAO. phil would make a lot more innuendos, which hes always done, but now he wasnt pretending like he didnt know what he was saying. dan started wearing a single hoop earring on his right ear. this is an old school form of queer flagging, in The Olden Days (im too lazy to look up when but like my 70-something year old history teacher knew about this) if a man had an earring on his left ear, he's straight, and if he had one on his right, he's gay. that one's pretty subtle if you don't know much about queer history and there were Great Debates over whether or not we should take it to mean he is gay, but personally i saw it as like. he was letting us know without needing to say the G word out loud just yet!

i think a really important part of this era was even outside of directly discussing queerness, they were both trying to become more authentic online and figuring out how to do that without compromising their own privacy. dan stopped straightening his hair and rebranded and opened up about his mental health. phil's authenticity journey seemed a bit slower and wasn't as overt or seemingly drastic as dan's was, but it was happening! he changed up his hair!!! which yes its kinda silly to talk abt dnp's hair but the emo fringe was Their Brand. phil in particular said that, the emo fringe was a comfort place but he was feeling like he was trapped in having it forever because it was Who He Was, so it was a huge deal for him! he opened up a little bit about his physical health, both of them were a bit more honest about all the stress and anxiety they were dealing with (the mukbang is a pretty good video where they talk about that and an interesting one to watch in retrospect) and their whole 2018 tour was themed around whether they should Give The People What They Want or do what they wanted to do.

god i talk too much ANYWAY then dan disappeared in 2019 and phil was manning the helm for a good five and a half months and then the Big Gay hit! the Hard Launch Era if you will :) and now i would say 2023-present is the Unhinged Era so i have no clue what the hell their next move is gonna be...

#ofc there were also signs before 2016 'wtf even is your sexuality' #but at that point there was still a veil over everything ykwim? #myrambles #also sorry im such a phillie i like barely mention dans authenticity journey BUT I JUST FEEL LIKE #IVE TALKED ABT IT A LOT BEFORE SO IDK WHAT MORE I COULD SAY #softlaunch

[aihaitahm]

curiosity killed the cat general

jing yuan and mean! cat!hybrid reader

where jing yuan has always been eyeing on you yet you seem uninterested and distant towards him however he stumbled across your photobook filled with his pictures when it fell out your pocket.

gn! reader, pining of some kind. reader is implied to wear lipstick. in celebration for jing yuan’s release ^_^

you are fu xuan’s assistant and you sometimes send out reports to general jing yuan when she is extremely busy. upon giving out reports to him, you couldnt help but feel his gaze. you feel yourself go red because how can somebody like him even stare at you. you cant deny he is extremely handsome and charming, just simply eye candy to look at. you couldnt help that your tail would slightly wag when you talk to him. he is so gentle with you and kind but you didnt want your slight admiration (little did you know you have a big ass crush on him you just deny it )for him to be obvious so you decide to be mean and avoid him like the plague. however it was hard to resist that when he constantly gives you food or any random thing every after report.

your crush for him certainly didn’t go unnoticed by a certain foxian lady and of course fu xuan. tingyun would notice how you look at the general and gently grabbed you aside to tell you she has pictures of him to give you for free. you were opposed to it at first but you took the pictures anyway. she giggled and said “hm. be thankful im not charging you like the others~ keep this a secret okay? afterall, the general does have keen eye on you. only you.”

one afternoon, you were confronted by your overworked madame about your little crush since she found out about your secret. well she knew about it all along, she just didnt confront you.

“your taste in men is absolutely terrible. you’re my best assistant yet… you choose to have a crush on the worst general EVER?” fu xuan sighed disappointingly.

“where is this coming from i-i dont like him that way and could you keep it down. i dont like him!” you denied, cat ears going back, tail going straight up. feeling a bit hissy.

“then why do you keep this then hm? how come i see lady tingyun provide you these pictures? did i mention the lipstick marks all over it. could my dear assistant, who so terribly denies their crush for the general, explain?” fu xuan sarcastically questioned. she showed the photobook and flips through it with her not so evil grin.

“stop! im not gonna do anything for you for a week.” you hissed. blood rushed to your face from the embarrassment and from blushing.

“okay then you fiesty kitten. i’ll give this to your little jing yuan and tell him its from you.” she blackmailed. woah… who knew the cat had its claws.

“i-i apologize lady fu xuan. but please i beg of you not to, please! i’ll do more than i have to. i’ll cook you all your meals. i promise. just dont give it to general jing yuan.” you pleaded. you were internally screaming, he cannot know.

fu xuan sighed and then chuckled. she has never seen her assistant so out of character. she gave the photobook to you as you sighed in relief. she then gave you a pieces of unwanted advice about how to confess yadayada. she also scolded you for overthinking. even though she does not like jing yuan, she wants to support her lovely assistant. you have helped her in a lot of things and it was just right for her to support you.

“thank you lady fu xuan.“ you smiled at her, parting ways as it was already late at night. what you didnt know was that your photobook fell. you were so tired from today’s work, running around to clear errands, all you care about was sleep.

early morning came and the general wanted to clear his mind by getting fresh air to get the morning started. strangely he saw something on the ground and he was curious about what it was. it was a photobook… with cute cat stickers on it. the only cat person he frequently saw was you. he noticed your items were cat themed which he found adorable.

he was even more intrigued when he saw pictures of himself with lipstick marks. his lips formed a smirk when he saw the ‘(name) x jing yuan <888’ engraved in one of the pictures. he always had his eye on you and would frequently ask fu xuan and tingyun about you. he thought you were attractive and loyal and most importantly a cat. he is the biggest cat person he knows. he spoils mimi so much why cant he spoil you? he does get hurt whenever youre so cold and distant. he would do anything to make you warm up to him. he did notice recently you were slowly opening up to him though you still shut him out.

thankfully he found your photobook and is now relieved that the feelings are mutual. with a devilish grin, he sent out a messenger to fu xuan and asked for only your assistance today. his heart is fluttering because all he could think of was you. all day everyday. he wonders what happens if he teases you? if he kissed your hands? if he touched your ears? so many questions spiraled.

afternoon finally came.

“good afternoon general jing yuan. you asked for me?” you politely said. aeons. you were anxious but you didnt know why. you couldnt stop staring at his figure so you looked down. he finally turned around with something familiar in his hands, you notice his majestic fingers flipping through the pages. wait is that your photobook… your photobook!

“hmmmm my dearest kitten, seems like you dropped your precious belonging. can you give me a full explanation for this photo album? i assume its yours since it said in one of the pages ‘(name) x jing yuan’ what? are just you going to deny it even though i have proof?“ he stood up walking towards you. going nearer and nearer.

you look down and closed your eyes. he then slowly grabbed your chin. you could feel the tantalizing electricity in his hand. you feel his presence tower you. you felt like a mouse.

“eyes up here.~” he cooed. oh how devilish.

you were speechless and exploding. you were flustered. tail twitching, ears cowering.

“hm what happened~ cat got your tongue?”

<8

#honkai star rail #jing yuan #jing yuan x reader #jing yuan honkai #jing yuan fluff #honkai star rail fluff #pt 2? #hsr #hsr jing yuan #hsr x reader

[jxxji0309]

Ticklish

~Made at @sneakylilbartender 's request~

College AU (cuz ya)

Might be ooc

Cussing 🤭

Ctto of the headers

Platonic childhood friends

Kinda smh short

Fluff to romance

I reccomend listening to laufey while reading

It was quite a tiring day for Scaramouche. However, you, his next door dormitory neighbor refuses to let him rest.

"Leave.", Scaramouche said.

"No fucking way", you replied. You didn't want to go back to your dorm room, which was occupied by your sleeping drunk friends.

"Oh my fucking Archons, why did you even have them drink at your place anyway?", he said. He did have to admit he had a soft spot for you since you knew eachother since- who knows your parents introduced you to eachother when you two were very, very, young.

"You know I'm quite generous and I sort of had it planned out... I'll just sleep in my dorm with their stanky asses then". You turned around in quite a rush, but felt a strong grip on your wrist.

"I didn't say you couldn't stay", Scaramouche implied. "But you said- nevermind".

---

There you were, sitting on his bed while Scaramouche was on his phone. But little did you know he was viewing the posts of the friends that drank in your dorm room after partying. You thought about your current feelings for him amidst the creeping silence. Did he find you annoying? Does he want to stay friends?

Does he like anyone?

'Damn my thoughts became deep', you mentally said to yourself . You had a feeling of awkwardness and started to break the silence. So, you had a perfectly and maybe slightly sadistic idea.

'Find his ticklish spots.', is what you thought.

'Okay (Y/n), DO NOT, ABSOLUTELY DON'T FUCK THIS UP.'

"Hey Scara",

"What?", he said with an annoyed tone.

"Are you ticklish?"

Silence.

Scaramouche suddenly felt a slight heat creep up to his face. "So what?!", he remarked. "Oh so you are ticklish, or maybe you're ticklish somewhere...", you said as a devious smirk started to form on your face.

"Then... here!"

You started tickling the spot on his side, just above his waist. He then flinched and started bursting out into a fit of joyful laughter.

"Sto- mph!!" Scaramouche said, getting interrupted as he giggled in between syllables. "Ooh~! It seems that the all so mighty Scaramouche is all so sensitive and ticklish in this spot!~". Scaramouche tried to fit a frown in between his laughter, you were very, very lucky that he didn't lash out at you the first time you said something.

It was quite refreshing though, to both of you. You get to tease the man you like, and he spends another moment of being grateful you're in your life. Honestly, how come you're both still platonic friends?

You eventually stopped as Scaramouche was even more exhausted after laughing. A part of you expected for him to be upset, which was right.

Luckily, for Scaramouche, he knew all of your ticklish spots. "Why you-!", Scaramouche exclaimed as he reached out to the same spot where you tickled him. You bursted out into a fit of laughter as you tried to push him away.

"Aha~! Wait noho~! I'm sorry ok! I'll pay for it accordingl-" you were interrupted with more giggles and laughs. "You should, and you will", Scaramouche said while stopping his revenge to a halt and decided on your punishment.

"For your punishment, I've decided we confess some secret we have to eachother. I won't be unfair with you, so be glad I gave you this kind of punishment."

You were taken aback by his statement. Preparing yourself for this, you've decided to confess this one thing you've been hiding from him all these years.

"Fine, my secret is..."

"Is?" Scaramouche asked. He was curious about what secret you might hold.

"Is that, I've liked you since elementary...."

'What?' Scaramouche thought, a shocked expression painted on his face. He didnt expect this kind of secret, let alone something you've been hiding for years. To think that his feelings were returned by his beloved was the best thing he could ask for.

"Fine then, my turn."

You were getting anxious at the thought of rejection. You thought it was weird of you to just say it to him, but it's better sooner than later since you would become adults soon. You watched as Scaramouche took a deep breath and glanced at you longingly.

"I like you too, (Y/n)".

And there it was, the sentence you've longed for so long, the sentence you didnt think you would be hearing after years. You felt heat rise up to your cheeks as you looked away, embarrassed.

Scaramouche thought you looked beautiful, at this very moment. How weird, wasn'tit? Both of you thinking so similarly and lovingly of each other but ending up hiding it in the end.

Scaramouche reached out to your chin and lifted it up, urging your face to look at his.

"Let's date then".

Your heart was beating so fast, it even skipped a few beats as if it were racing through time.

"I- um-... I don't know. What if-"

"Don't worry about that, nevermind".

You thought he was going to kick you out of his dorm room and avoid you at that moment, but it was rather more of something you absolutely didn't expect.

"I don't like you (Y/n)," Scaramouche stated unfinished, "I've grown to love you", he said with a comforting smile, one you've always adored. It was almost like he was glowing at that moment.

"Sleep beside me (Y/n), let's sleep together."

You nodded as you kept your head down in embarrassment as you laid down with him, your fingers intertwined with his.

"From now on, we're not some platonic childhood friends. We're lovers."

I'm back what's up bitches 💅💅

Request stuff please I want to write more

Maybe every weekend or smth I might get banned from electronic devices (again)

This was supposed to be just wholesome but I wanted to give you all a hearthrobbing read so-

See you again soon!

#genshin scara #scara x reader #scaramouche #wanderer #kunikuzushi #scaramucci #scaramouche x reader #scaramouche x reader fluff #genshin fluff #one shot #fluff to romance #jxxji #kunikuzushi x you #wanderer genshin #genhsin impact #genshin wanderer #wanderer x reader #wanderer x y/n #wanderer imagines #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer fluff #x reader #imagine #wow

[fecto-forgo]

opinion on susie?

hi sorry this took *reads clock* oh god this is from 8th of september oh christ i was procrastinating on finishing planet robobot bc i didnt want it to be over :c

anyways the short answer is i absolutely ADORE susie n shes easily one of the best antagonists

(note:my knowledge of anything being confirmed outside the implication of how susie knew sphere doomers and her 2.0 pause screen is non existent so uh lol if i get smth wrong? this is just how i connected the backstory lore drops in my head)

the long answer is i think shes extremely good at being sympathetic while still being extremely funny in an evil way, on one hand, i feel its very easy to understand what her deal is, she gets sent to hell as a child, crawls out of it likely already wondering deep inside why nobody came for her but too focused on reuniting with her father, only to find out not only has his work lost the purpose she knew of, but he didnt even know her anymore.i think it makes perfect sense with this shed end up not knowing what to do other than get back at him, like growing up in hell/space void/whatever man im sleepy will not result in you getting out fine and dandy specially if the person who mattered most to you, and who youd remember as your main reason to escape to reunite with, seems to not even care you were gone, and w having to fend for her life constantly, i can see why she wouldnt care for cooperating with his company as long as it leads her to the result she wants (of having haltmann remember and beg for her forgiveness), no reason girl wouldnt have a self benefit only survival sense

also i have nothing deep to say on her being funny shes just objectively the funniest kirby character.yippee! *gives you fatal computer brain damage while already fantasizing of you begging for my forgiveness*

n regarding what she did to meta knight (which is what pisses off most ppl)...its literally no worse than what taranza did to dedede, and not nearly as bad as what forgo did to him.theres nothing implying the robot turning process was painful for him and he literally flies it off like its no big deal.hes fine.also if she was a guy yall would be writing essays on the homoeroticism of your still overly angsty hcs of mecha knight.if you wanna complain abt something susie might have had dedede buried back into the castle rubble after getting his clone dna thing.kinda rude!

tl dr 2.0 no empathy revenge fueled queen whos funny.yippee!

#ask #im so seepy. #shes so easy to sympathize w for me.tbh to me shes like a better expanded m.agolor in a way. #funny.fucked up.just shes not stuck with very loose implications forever

[dismemberment-on-a-tuesday-night]

Eden part seven

Masterlist linked in my pinned

TW: Stockholm Syndrome, brief implied transphobia, captivity, injury, blood, referenced torture, nonsexual nudity, multiple whumpers, multiple whumpees, creepy/intimate whumper, sadistic whumper, pet whumpee, whumpee turned caretaker

"Ezra," Christopher called. "I need to speak with you."

Ezra hurried after the sound of Christopher's voice, finding him stirring a large metal pot in the kitchen.

Nearly two weeks had passed since they had met, yet Ezra still adored the sound of Christopher saying his name.

His real name, not the other one. That one was shoved away in a drawer, an unspoken secret between the two of them.

"My fiance Colt is coming over later today" Christopher said. "He is not the most punctual sort, so don't hold your breath for his arrival."

Christopher had mentioned Colt, of course. Sometimes leaving Ezra alone for a few hours to spend time with him. But Ezra had never expected to meet the man.

"He's rough around the edges," Christopher continued. "Please forgive any rudeness on his part. I love him dearly, but we really are a case of opposites attracting."

Whatever the opposite of Christopher was, Ezra didnt want to meet him. Christopher must be exaggerating, unless he was bringing the Devil himself over for tea.

"Yes sir," Ezra said. "If you don't mind my asking, why don't you live together? Are you planning on it after you get married?"

"No, we have very different life styles, and are content to live separately."

Christopher stirred the pot of stew he was cooking a few more times, then set his wooden spoon on the counter.

So, their peace would never be permanently disrupted. Ezra secretly rejoiced in this knowledge.

He and Christopher were so perfect by themselves. Christopher didn't need Colt, or anyone other than Ezra, anyway. It was only a matter of time before he realized that.

"I want you to get along with him," Christopher said. "Don't think I can't see the look on your face. Now is not a time for jealously."

"I'm not jealous sir," Ezra lied. "I'm happy that you're getting married. I'm just nervous about meeting another person. I'm used to it just being the two of us."

The pot on the stove boiled over, white foam rising over the edge and pouring onto the stove.

Christopher swiftly balanced his wooden spoon over it, reducing the bubbling significantly.

"We're going to have lunch or dinner together, depending on when he shows up. You will eat later, so don't think I've forgotten you."

"Yes sir."

Christopher turned the stove down so the stew could simmer. He turned and hugged Ezra, then held him at arms length, smiling warmly.

"Would you like some tea?"

Ezra knew the correct answer. "Yes sir." With a smile to match.

They sat then, in each other's company, cuddled up on their sofa drinking steaming lemon tea.

Christopher's house felt more like home to Ezra than any of his past houses or apartments ever had.

It seemed insane that he had ever resisted being kept here. It really was their own Eden, uninterrupted by the horrors of the outside world.

The loud sound of someone banging on the laundry room door rang out.

"Christopher!" a man, presumably Colt, shouted. "I'm here!"

Christopher sighed and walked to open the door. Ezra stayed perfectly still, listening to Christopher and Colt's conversation.

"What's up dollface?" Colt asked. "Did you miss me?"

"Terribly," Christopher said. "Excuse me, do not track mud in my house. Take those disgusting boots of yours off."

"Yeah yeah. I love you too."

"And your pet is filthy. Did you even try to clean them off?"

"I sprayed it down with a hose."

Pet? Ezra physically recoiled. Please be a dog. Please be a dog. Please be a dog.

"Have you done anything interesting lately?" Christopher asked.

"I finally got around to fixing up that old motor bike. She's a right beauty. I just need to finish the paint job then take her for a spin.

"That sounds like fun. Tell me how it goes."

"I will."

"Come on in."

Christopher walked into his living room with Colt just behind him.

Ezra immediately decided that he hated Colt.

His obnoxious slicked back hair and bad eye liner suited him perfectly, in the most derogatory sense. His worn out leather jacket was covered in the logos of various metal bands. His pants were more rips than leather, hugging his hips much too tightly.

He looked to be the sort of man who picked fights in bars for fun and prided himself in stealing other men's girlfriends.

"Ah," Colt said, fixing his gaze on Ezra. "So this is your new pet hmm?"

"His name is Ezra," Christopher said.

"You named it?"

"Him, dearest. And no, that was already his name."

"Your pet has a name and preffered pronouns?" Colt asked with a nasty sort of laugh.

"Precisely," Christopher answered.

Colt considered this. "Whatever makes you happy."

He looked around, suddenly realizing his pet hadn't followed him inside.

"Come on in you stupid mutt!" he hollered.

A person shambled into the room, stumbling every few steps. Their long hair was matted in all manner of filth and what looked too much like dried blood for Ezra's comfort.

Shredded clothing did little to cover their scarred body, covered in all manner of cuts, burns, and bruises. Their skeletal frame betrayed weeks without more than scraps to eat.

"They need cleaned up," Christopher complained. "They're getting my carpet dirty. And some of those wounds are festering."

Colt sighed, as though basic human dignity was very far beneath him.

"Fine dollface. That'll at least get our pets out of the way while we have some fun. I can smell the, what do you call it? Oh yeah, I can smell the borscht from in here."

How Colt could smell anything over the cloying scent of lavender was beyond Ezra.

"Ezra dear," Christopher said. "Can you take...this person and get them into the shower. I hope you don't mind them borrowing a pair of your pajamas."

"Of course sir." Ezra stood up, leaving his empty tea cup on the living room table. He gestured to the pathetic creature trembling in his livingroom. "Please follow me."

"You don't need to be nice you know," Colt complained. "Tell it what you want it to do. Then hit it if it refuses. Easy."

"I expect politeness from my pets," Christopher correct.

"Oh yes, well whatever." Colt made a shooing gesture at Ezra. "Off with you two then."

"Yes sir."

Ezra stood, and held out his hand. Colt's pet hesitated, before accepting it and allowing themself to be led down the hall and into the bathroom.

Ezra closed the door behind them and gestured for Colt's pet to sit on the ledge of the bathtub.

"What's your name? I'm Ezra."

They shook their head vigorously, matted hair falling over wide gray eyes.

"I'm not allowed to have one."

"Oh...is there anything I can call you then?"

"Master calls me mutt."

"I'm not gonna call you mutt. I used to get called that. I hated it. Christopher and Colt can't hear us in here, anyway. They have the record player on."

"You can-" They broke off, glancing around wildly, before dropping their volume significantly. "You can call me...a name?"

"Yeah, sure thing. What name?"

"Any. Just a name."

Ezra thought about this for a minute. How could this poor person not remember their own name? What in the nine rings of hell had Colt put them through?

"How about...Jay?"

"I like that one."

"And pronouns? Do you like she or he or they or it or something else?"

"Master calls me it. But yours called me they."

"What do you like?"

"I like...what you like?"

Ezra sighed. "Alright Jay, we can stick with they and them unless you decide you like something different."

Jay lit up, a cracked lipped smile reaching across their bloodied face. "Okay."

"Christopher wanted me to help you get cleaned up. Do you mind taking your clothes off? I have clean ones for after you're done showering."

Jay stripped imediately, finding nothing embarrassing about being exposed. Numberless scars littered the entirety of their body, all covered in a layer of dirt and dried blood.

Their back and chest bore poorly scabbed over wounds Ezra recognized as coming from a knife. Second and third degree burns stretched across large swaths of their limbs. The peeling blisters and charred black flesh almost hurt to look at. Dark purple bruises covered every piece of skin where nothing truly atrocious laid.

"What happened to you?" Ezra couldn't help but ask. "I have a first aid kit."

"Master likes beating me," Jay said, as though it were obvious. "It doesn't look like yours does. So I'm happy about that."

Christopher's words suddenly came rushing into Ezra's mind.

Oh, don't look at me like that. It isn't anything horrid. I'm not going to hurt you, unless you harm me or attempt escape. You should be grateful, really. I'm a lot kinder than most of the masters you could have gotten stuck with.

And you're so pretty too. I know a few men who would wear your face as a mask sooner than saying hello. No, no, you're much better off with me. I'll take care of that pretty face of yours.

Ezra loved Christopher, that much was certain. But he didn't understand why he would involve himself with someone capable of such brutality. Christopher deserved better than Colt, and so did Jay.

Ezra brought the water to a pleasantly warm temperature. Then he flipped on the shower head, already on its gentlest setting.

"Am I really allowed to?" Jay whispered.

"Yeah. Christopher said you had to. He likes to keep his house clean."

Jay relaxed, apparently satisfied with any reasoning outside of compassion. They stepped into the shower, and laughed with delight.

"Oh, that feels good," they said brightly.

Ezra handed them a towel and body wash.

"Thank you Ezra."

After Jay finished cleaning the dirt and dried blood from their body, Ezra handed them the shampoo.

They lathered it into their hair, and smiled as the built up grease and grime finally seeped down the drain.

Their skin, brilliantly red and raw, looked as though they had been partially flayed. But still this was improvement.

Drying off proved a challenge. Jay's skin was far too sensitive, they winced and even yelped at being touched by the towel.

"You can drip dry," Ezra offered.

Jay nodded. "Thank you. I don't know how I'm ever going to make this up to you."

"You can make it up to me by telling me about yourself while I clean your wounds out."

"Okay." Jay thought about Ezra's request as he pulled out the first aid kit. "I'm Colt's pet, but you already know that. I'm not a very good pet. He tells me so. That's why he hurts me, I can't just listen to him. And I don't know how to shut up."

Ezra poured rubbing alcohol over Jay's wounds. They hissed in pain, but stayed still. Ezra used alcohol drenched cotton swabs to clean out the stubborn dirt missed by the hot water.

"That sounds awful Jay. How long have you lived together?"

"I don't know," Jay said. "A long time. What about you? It must be nice, living with a master who keeps you clean."

Bandaging Jay's injuries took far more time than expected. They took up such awkward positions.

"Christopher is amazing. I love him, and he loves me. I wish you could stay here with us, but I don't think it's allowed."

"If we're good, I bet we can visit more. Your master sure has a nice house. It smells like flowers."

Ezra knelt down and rubbed burn salve onto Jay's legs. The texture made his skin crawl with unseen insects. It was truly disgusting, seeming like something out of a horror movie, not fit for real life.

Jay sighed with relief. "That feels amazing. Please keep going."

"I will," Ezra promised. "I want you to feel better."

"I've been thinking, about what you said," they whispered, almost inaudible. "I like being Jay. It's a nice name."

"You deserve to be happy."

Jay injuries were far too extensive to be completely cured with a bathroom first aid kit. But Ezra made do, putting the prevention of injection above all else. Even if he couldn't rid Jay of his pain, he could at least risk him of bacteria and what looked suspiciously like mold.

After pulling out a set of clothes, Ezra helped Jay into them. They clutched his arm, unable to balance themselves properly.

"It's okay," Ezra assured them. "I've got you."

Jay ran their hands over their shirt. "Wow," they breathed. "This is so soft."

"Do you want me to brush your hair?" Ezra asked.

"Yes please."

Large clumps of matted tangles pulled loose from Jay's hair as Ezra brushed it, causing Jay a great deal of pain despite Ezra's best effort to be gentle.

When Ezra was done, Jay looked almost normal. Most of their injuries laid beneath the blue cotton clothing, other than a few bruises their face.

"Thank you," Jay whispered, staring at their own reflection. "Is that really what I look like?"

"Yes." Ezra bit his lip, almost guilty for how he was treated when Jay had to suffer such torments. "Are you ready to go back to the livingroom?"

Jay nodded mutely. Ezra took them by their bandaged hand and led them back.

As soon as Ezra caught sight of Colt, he hated him the more for what he saw.

He and Christopher were necking, and Colt seemed to be trying his hardest to suffocate Christopher with his tongue. His hand clutched Christopher's hip, slid below his waist band.

Colt's leather jacket had been removed, revealing his arms, covered in tattoos of punk symbols and naked chicks.

Christopher pulled away from his fiance, his wire framed glasses slightly skewed. "Oh, hello dear Ezra. Are the two of you getting along?"

"Yes sir."

"You look nice," Colt said, sneering at Jay. "You're lucky I brought you. I hope you aren't getting too used to this."

"No I-" Jay broke off. "No master. Of course not."

"Run along and play," Christopher said. "Colt and I have a lot to talk about."

Ezra imediately took his leave, bringing Jay back to his bedroom. The closed door provided a level of privacy he usually disliked, but found appealing in this case.

"Let's take a nap," he suggested. "You look exhausted."

"You're allowed to have a bed?" Jay asked. "Why?"

"So...I can sleep by myself sometimes. Do you just sleep with Colt?"

"No. I sleep of the floor. It isn't that bad. I like playing with the mice. Most people think they're gross, but they're really sweet."

"Lay down," Ezra offered. "We can sleep together. And, if you want, we can cuddle."

Jay burst into tears. They crawled into bed, and Ezra covered the both of them in blankets.

"I'm dreaming, aren't I?" Jay asked. Another sob escaped their lips, and they buried their face in Ezra's pillow.

"No," Ezra said gently, rubbing Jay's back. "This is real life."

He wrapped both of his arms around Jay, keeping them close. He could feel sobs racking through their body, and their ceaseless shaking.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" Jay asked. "Oh no, I'm sorry. I don't mean to be rude. I promise."

"You're okay," Ezra whispered. "I'm being nice because...because you're a person."

"I forgot that." Jay sniffled. "After a while. Everything hurts."

"Sleep. It'll help you feel better. At least a little bit."

"I have nightmares."

"I'll wake you up if you do."

Jay didn't answer. After a few minutes, Ezra heard them softly snoring. He closed his eyes, and allowed sleep to take him, hoping Jay would still be there when he woke up.

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[goldenkamuyhunting]

i noticed a great thing that left me a little bit shocked, during toni anji's attack when they got their abandoned hideout, ogata was following them alone,then sugimoto and asirpa saw him from a distance and slowley approached him but to my surprise ogata didnt even turn to look at them he knew who were they without looking and told them the situation very calmly. normal reactions would be oagta being on high alert for every step in this pitch-black night. im aware of his unhuman hearing skill

Undoubtedly...

Ogata's senses are the ones of a cat, it's a recurring theme/joke in the story so better eyesight at night and incresed hearing and sense of smell.

Though this might not be all there is.

The pitch-black night is ending, dawn is likely starting and, while it's not completely clear yet, it's more clear than before, which allows Ogata to see things better and kill off one of the blind bandits and cause Toni Anji and his men to worry as they realize it's starting getting light out...

...Ogata also gets almost close to kill Toni Anji, even though he still complain to the not optimal visibility... still a shoot so close wouldn't have been possible without at least some visibility...

You can also notice how the images are slightly clearer compared to before, implying the place is getting better lighted.

That's why the blind bandits hide in the house which is pitch black, to turn tables again, as the visibility outside is getting too good and places them at disadvantage... in fact now Ogata can point to Sugimoto correctly how many of them hid in the house, meaning he could see them running in.

Did he not turn to see who was approaching from Sugimoto's direction?

He might have and the manga simply decided not to show it to save time... or he might have heard Asirpa's lighter and smaller footsteps and figured they were the one of a child so if the one coming there was either her or Chikapasi, the adult with them would be an ally and not a threat.

I guess we'll never know.

I wouldn't say Asirpa and Sugimoto are approaching slowly though, to me the visual seems to suggest they're running but it might be just me.

Anyway yes, Ogata is meant to be very cool and controlled in this chapter and very aware of his surroundings despite the difficulty of the situation. While Tanigaki and Kiro don't accomplish much, both Ogata and Sugimoto are clearly a cut above the whole cast, each of them with his own impressive abilities.

So yes, we should definitely be impressed by Ogata or, at least, that's what I think and what I believe the author wanted us to think. Though, as usual, it's just me.

Thanks for your ask!

#Ogata Hyakunosuke #Toni Anji #Asirpa #Sugimoto Saichi #Ask

[crplpunkklavier]

obsessed with how klavier's canon timeline just fully makes no sense.

his trial against phoenix is his first, right. at this point, the gavinners are already famous enough to perform expensive concerts, due to their debut single hitting platinum overnight. we don't know when this happened, just that it had to be before the gramarye trial, because klavier talks about it there. ok.

when kristoph talks to him before the trial, in the flashback, we briefly see klavier's office, that already seems to have guitars all over the wall. that's not necessarily an inconsistency, it just means that even before he ever went to court, klavier had that office, and enough money to cram it full of guitars, which also suggests they aren't necessarily like a carefully curated collection, but were in fact just some 16~17 year old guy who just got a lot of money and bought 50 guitars at once in some sort of teenage frenzy.

we also don't know when exactly he took the bar exam, only that he took it in europe. obviously, it was before that first trial, so he might have even been younger than 17, but we don't know.

my favorite part, though, is that he says that daryan was the first detective he'd ever worked with, which can also mean a number of really weird things. clearly, the gavinners existed before klavier started prosecuting, so,

either he knew daryan before daryan was a detective, and they started the band together and then both also started into their law enforcement lives, in which case its hilariously strange of klavier to say that he was the first detective he ever worked with. like, i guess, but you also knew him when you were in high school.

or the gavinners existed without daryan for a short time, which seems unlikely, but would also be really funny given they had a platinum hit without this dude then. and then klavier starts working with a detective and is like hey you should join my glam rock band. yeah youve heard of us

or klavier worked with him on a case he just didnt prosecute, either because it didnt go to trial, or maybe he worked on it for school or something, which then implies that either daryan somehow made detective before he hit 20, or daryan is SEVERAL years older than klavier. which, according to canon ages, he is not. they're the same age. but maybe daryan pretends to be 5 years younger or something. wouldn't put it past him. or he pretended to be older with a fake ID so they'd let him into the force (also hilarious). because we know daryan didn't study abroad, since he canonically has never left the country.

and then lastly there's the fact that it is heavily implied that klavier just.... stopped prosecuting after the gramarye trial. or at least the judge hadn't seen him around in a while, and klavier doesn't deny that he was absent, allegedly because his band got so big. we're made to believe that he only returns once he hears of apollo, and yet his office looks the exact same, as far as we can see in pictures. which once again leaves us with two possibilities: klavier's office was left completely untouched for 7 years, or he moved out of there after one trial, and then came back 7 years later and decided, yep, i should put my guitars up again the exact same way i did when i was 17.

there's also a thousand other ways of reading all this really. i honestly think this was all just the writers sort of winging it, and it's not like the mason system doesn't fully fuck up the timeline in that game anyway, so i don't think any of these are any more or less canon than others. they're just fun theories to play around with. what the fuck was this guy doing.

#imco #???? #aa4 is SO SO clever and precise in places and then in other places youre like #youre picking up the edge of a rug and find that they swept a full cosmos under there #ace attorney

[tysonfurybattlepass]

Hey here's a hot take that you might disagree with but it's in my brain so I'm sharing it anyways: there's a strong possibility that Spade King did NOT, in fact, lock up the other three kings. Like, Seam uses the passive voice to talk about the incident "...And three of the kings were locked away. The remaining king...", and the other three kings don't mention anything about Spade King either. So yes, it's still possible that Spade King locked them up, but that passive voice stuff seems intentional, and what with the fact that they're *still* locked up as well even though Spade King is very much not in power...I feel like something's up. What that is I have no idea, but fuck.

this would make the whole ch1 situation even funnier because it implies that spade didnt even contribute to the coup that put him in power. the knight had to do it for him. if this is true then king spade is canonly 0-3. has not won a single fight that wasnt against a ten year old. the knight knew his ass couldn’t beat the other kings in a fight so they did it for him. he didn’t feel like being responsible for the child he willingly had so he passed the kid off to the least competent person available and called it a day. THEN he spent the entire chapter trying to avoid having to leave his house or get his hands dirty with teenager blood, to the point of getting his own third grader son to play hitman and do it for him. this man will die kicking and screaming before he will be forced to act on his own behalf god bless

#HE IS SO FAIL IT MAKES ME MAD<3 #pokes him with a fucking stick DO SOMETHING #(he will not) #no wonder he got wasted by teenagers with larp gear #this man cant even load the dishwasher himself #how can you both insist that you are the baddest mf in the room but simultaneously refuse to fight your own fights #unless of course that fight is one you know you’ll win. punk ass #put him in the fucking pit with my darkner sabertooth oc man is getting turned into a fancy rug or perhaps a coat #deltarune #jordan talks

[eightfifteen]

it was probably a rhetorical question but i've brainstormed a couple ideas regarding the diorama

1. will felt too awkward to tell her because it was clearly important to her

implies that he knew that there was probably going to be some picking on her, but didn't want to stir the pot

2. will didnt think it was going to be a problem, so he didn't say anything

implies will is either REALLY optomistic or just isn't all that close with el

3. he didn't know what her project was going to be until presentation day

would either imply that, like with 2, will isnt that close with el, or that maybe el was keeping her project a secret?

4. he knew her project would get her bullied, but didn't care

implies that will is a dick 💀

5. he DID tell her she was going to face push-back from her bullies, but she decided to do a diorama anyways

brings new meaning to "it wasn't that bad!", also fits with will confronting her at rink-o-mania

my og post was just a throwaway thought and indeed not to be taken too seriously but it did make me think about it more and ultimately just makes me appreciate that scene so much more than before

I actually think it's very in character for Will to encourage her project because I think that if it were Will in El's place, Jonathan would a 100 percent have told Will to do whatever he wants to do and not care about what anyone else says. So Will has been raised with that believe and passed it on to El.

Besides that, her project was creative and honest and heartfelt and Will would admire that and genuinely just didn't think there's anything wrong with that. Will also isn't cruel - he wouldn't think anyone would be cruel enough to make fun of El for making a project about her dead father.

And even if she might not have gotten an A if she didn't do the project as intended, Will would have thought she'd still get a passing grade because their teacher is definitely kind enough not to deduct too many points for El's choice - which was a correct assessment as their teacher seemed to be okay grading her on her presentation and visual aid regardless. And Will probably values integrity more than getting a high grade, especially as El seemed to like doing her project as such which was probably a contrast to her struggles with her other homework.

I even think it's possible that Joyce, who wasn't raised as loved and protected as her own children and who is very familiar with the cruelty of the world, did make a comment about it during dinner when El explained what her visual aid would be on. But that Will than brought up the "he was in the paper!" argument to justify El's choice - not because he wanted her to get bullied but because he genuinely thought it was a good idea for her project.

#ask #answered #willel

[demadogs]

this is random but what did you think about the mlvn r and j references? I personally think it's a case of Not That Deep (although if it is that deep, I don't think it's good for mlvn) but I was so irritated by everyone talking about it bc even if I think it was foreshadowing the end of mlvn in some way, I was still really bugged by people dumbing down r and j to being "a satirical critique of stupid teenagers" bc that's just. not what it is.

i dont think the romeo and juliet references are a stretch. i do see the connections and i’ll go into that in a sec but the thing that holds me back is that romeo and juliet really were in love. it was everyone else that were against them being together, not each other. star crossed lovers is defined as two lovers who cannot be together, again, implying that they really are in love but some external conflict is against them being together. these analogies honestly seem more applicable to a potential gay couple in the 80s. (also i read this years and years ago and did very basic google searches to jog my memory so plz let me know if you know the story better and disagree)

but the duffers do like to subvert plots so maybe theyre going deeper into it and that “external conflict” is mike being gay. the way mike explicitly said meeting el was “not fate its not destiny its just simple dumb luck” makes me think this is possible.

the script in s3 calls mlvn “star crossed lovers” after dustin was comparing him and suzie to romeo and juliet. thats kinda interesting but its just written in the script alone, which the main audience isnt even meant to see. the direct quote is “speaking of star crossed lovers, mike and el are purposefully lagging behind the rest of the group”. it could be possible though that dustins mention of star crossed lovers was also in reference to them.

argyle calling mike romeo at the pizza place doesnt seem that out of nowhere. that was pretty in character of him cuz he knew he was interrupting a moment.

the oven having “montague” written on it is interesting though. i just did some digging and there is an oven company called montague but their name plates dont look like how it looked in the show.

it still says montague but theres much more emphasis on the “hearth bake” so if they had kept the og name plate, i think it would be harder to pick up on the fact that it says montogue, which leads me to believe that they intentionally had that montague plate costume made.

another thing i found is that theres another big pizza oven company and their name plates look just like that montague plate. very similar font, all caps, and both with a red background. again, this makes me believe that they took inspiration from other vintage pizza ovens to costume make a company name for the oven that just says “montague” alone.

honestly i didnt really believe much about this theory until i looked into the ovens but now its suspicious knowing that they must have had to go through the effort of making a costume name plate. so now that im pretty sure its intentional im gonna try to figure out what it could mean.

also disclaimer, im fully aware that im indulging in confirmation bias right now. im choosing to see how it could represent/foreshadow the death of mlvn instead of how their love could be real simply because of all the other mountains of evidence for byler. if there was barely any evidence for byler i would look at this more from a mlvn point of view but i just cannot see how they would hint at endgame mlvn through a detail this tiny while theres blaringly obvious things for byler.

anyways so im thinking about romeo and juliet. romeo dies first after seeing juliet appear to be dead. he believes that shes really dead and poisons himself. juliet wakes up, sees that hes dead and then stabs herself.

i think that death scene in romeo and juliet is paralleled to mikes monologue because we see the montague name plate on the oven when theyre putting el on the table. mikes seeing el choking and not waking up and maybe thinking shes dying the same way romeo thought juliet was dead. the next part in r&j was romeo killing himself, but in st what happens next is mike telling el he loves her. i think him saying this essentially kills their relationship because he brought up her powers again and thats not what el wanted to hear. this is her face before and after he said “youre my super hero”. she looks mad.

next juliet wakes up and sees that romeos dead and kills herself. so i think this could foreshadow that el wakes up, realizes shes still unhappy, and kills their relationship or in other words, it foreshadows her breaking up with him.

idk though honesty. im kinda just spitballing here. another interpretation could be mike is killing his true self by saying he loves her when he is actually gay. which is very sad. idk let me know what you guys think of this.

#this is something that i could totally think a mlvn would call me crazy for and honestly i dont blame you that much #i cant believe i did research of vintage pizza ovens and shakespeare for the sake of byler #stranger things #byler #i probably shouldnt post this ten minutes before the script comes out no one will care about it #but maybe its late again who knows #eden answers

[twomystdunstans]

"#And if we consider the canon (?) that St. Dunstans aka the Dying God from s2 is the one who originally created the Shaman and Rock" YO WAIT WHAT

OH. SHIT. AHAHA. OKAY. LMAO let me try and explain. this skdldjdkd AS A FOREWARNING THO!! this is all just. What I've pieced together from Daytrippers idk if it's TRUE ive never gotten conformation yknow!!!!!!! Okay! Anyway!

BASICALLY! Throughout Daytrippers, St. Dunstans seems to be talking about a past and constant conflict with a demon or devil of some sort? He refers to it a couple different times:

You keep away your Cloven Hooves! Your forked lying tongue!

I see you still, you creep around these parts. 

And I knew, there was nothing to you. A tale and a mask and a fright’ning story.

Decades of conflict,

I had kinda had my suspicions that this was the original Shaman, which were more or less confirmed in WHY, which is the episode right after Bru's "please, one more time" monolouge, when St. Dunstans says this specifically:

I remember what I saw. Your broken, beaten form, ‘Please’ you said, ‘Please, one kind mercy for an old enemy’

In reference to the Demon/Devil, which sounds a lot like the "Please, one more time," line that Kane says in K&F v the Town Council, and is repeated and emphasized in WHY.

Going through the transcripts, every time St. Dunstans refers to the Demon, it kinda parallels something Kane has said or done.

So the scared, the lonely, the lost, were within your grasp. It is too much, far too much.

This line is similar to when Kane says:

It’s all in me Brutus! it’s fractured and mirrored, and fractured and mirrored, but I kept it!

(^ its worth noting that when he says that line, Kane seems to b in pain/straining, and it seems like its too much magic for him, which is. A whole other thing BUT. Not the time) (also this isnt the only example but im trying to keep this as short as possible)

anyway! It seemed to me that this was implying that the Devil/Demon was the original Shaman, like I said before, which is only reinforced by the fact that his name is fucking. LUCIFER.

It's also reinforced with the fact that THIS:

Is literally on Kanes official tarot card!!! Its literally a Demon and a monk/saint arguing or fighting or something!

The final, seemingly obvious confirmation that Kane and this Demon or Devil were both incarnations of the Shaman was with this:

In the last monologue from St. Dunstans he says:

And on that Day, I decided, to be the Thorn forever in your palm

which is directly said/referenced again at the end of that episode when the Thornbush Princess dies:

KANE: She’s gone. There is a thorn in the palm in my hand. 

the Princess and everything else weird about Twomy is a manifestation of this dying God/saint, and leaving that thorn in Kane's hand was directly fulfilling St. Dunstans promise??

anyway!!!!! I dont think that St. Dunstans created the Shaman, but i DO think that he created the Rock.

In HOW, he seems to be talking to the Shaman, and almost sympathizing with it, and understanding that the Shaman/Demon won't be able to take on all of the magic/keep the universe balanced by himself.

In reference to this, and seemingly speaking TO the Shaman/Demon, St. Dunstans says:

But I didn’t wish for you to be alone, in your struggles. 

It's already been established that Kane and Feels need each other/depend on each other/are "the grounding point and the man without ground"

To ME, in MY OPINION, the "I didnt wish for you to be alone" line seems to imply that St. Dunstans either created and/or appointed someone else to be the Demon/Shaman's opposite, to help the Shaman, to be the Rock, yknow??? And thats where the original Shaman and Rock come from?

It also could be that St. Dunstan created the Rock to ground the Shamans powers, maybe in an attempt to weaken the Shaman?????? Idk

It's also interesting and worth noting that in the first season, Kane (the Shaman/Demon/Devil) accidentally kills Alice (the SUCCESSOR of St. Dunstans), however temporarily, in Wonderland.

To ME this kinda feels like the Shaman, not Kane, making an attempt to kill its tormentor/enemy, St. Dunstans, who at that point I think was using Alice as kind of a host?

Like Kane even seems confused and appalled when Alice appears to be dead, and I wonder if that was because of the Shaman acting on its own volition, and just using Kane as a vessel to get what it wanted for all these years y'know?

This is so incoherent and rambly I'm sorry please lemme know if you need me to clarify anything further. and ALSO AGAIN I COULD BE TOTALLY WRONG IDK JACK SHIT THIS IS JUST WHAT IVE KINDA PUT TOGETHER!!!!!

I'd really recommend reading the Daytrippers transcripts cause I'm sure there's stuff thats relevant to this that I also missed!!!

TL;DR: St. Dunstan, seemingly having been in an age old battle with an entity I THINK is the original Shaman, created the Rock to help the Shaman, in a moment of pity and sympathy.

#GOOD GOD SORRY THIS GOT LONG #IT ALSO TOOK ME LIKE. WAY TOO LONG TO FIND THAT PICTURE OF KANES TAROT CARD #I have so many thoughts in my brain about this podcast #Don't even get me started on the whole fractured/cracked symbology jfc #I hope this. Answers ur questions #Lucifer Kane #lucifer kane #kane and feels #k&f #kane and feels: daytrippers #kane and feels: paranormal investigators #Kane and feels theories #Long read #OH GOD. GSDKHFFK

[stingrayloveblog]

Anyways regarding mr grizz, i had a theory way back that i knew from the start was a bit outlandish, so dont take this too seriously now. Obviously this is all pre splat 3.

After octo expansion as well as the relationship chart, i studied mr grizz a bit more closely and came to the conclusion that there was a possibility of him being an ai similar to tartar.

Put under readmore bc of spoilers and also its just a long post that i rambled and trailed off like 4 times

My evidence for this was primarily started by the relationship chart. Mr grizz, despite how he speaks about the salmonids in game, only had "..." to say about the salmonids. And the salmonids have no arrow pointing back to him, implying that they dont even know he exists. They know the players exist, calling them "intruders", but they arent actually aware of mr grizz. Mr grizz says that he is relying on you. Obviously, to collect golden eggs, right?

But what reason did he have to collect golden eggs? Its implied that power eggs are commonly used as an energy source, and while its never directly stated what the golden eggs were used for (pre splat 3, of course), it would be a safe assumption that golden eggs are simply a superior energy source, just harder to come by.

Going back to the relationship chart, i found it interesting that mr grizz seemed to have nothing more to say about the salmonids, especially considering the way he talks about them. He seems to hate them a lot, almost if they had done something to personally offend him, but its also somewhat comparable to the way marie talks about octarians. And yet, he has nothing else to say towards the salmonids when we see what his relation is with them. I took this as meaning that he doesnt actually hate the salmonids at all. As if he only talks bad about them to get the workers riled up. Maybe he didnt actually ever hate them, he just needs everyone else to have no way to get attached to them. The "..." could even imply that he may even doubt what he's doing. It really does just seem like an act. And the training manual/salmonid field guide is also never worded overly negative towards the salmonids either.

So why keep it up? There was never an inplication of any energy shortage in inkopolis. We get very little information about the trade between salmonids and octarians, so its unlikely that grizzco has anything to do with octarians. Not to mention, the way he trash talks the salmonids is very different from how he talks to the player. He doesnt necessarily get angry, just disappointed. He seems more patient than one might assume just from a first impression.

An interesting detail that i noticed regarding this is the fact that he never encourages you to go after as many salmonids as you can. If he really did want every salmonid dead, power eggs would be worth more to your score. But he never says that you should kill every single salmonid, just that golden eggs are the priority and the lesser salmonids will get in the way and to take care of those when you need to.

An extremely interesting fact about mr grizz that we actually get from an interview is that mr grizz doesnt actually seem to be there, that hes just pre recorded messages. Which gives even more reason to put up an act of hating salmonids just to get everyone else to agree with you. So where is the real mr grizz then?

I dont know. But what i did want to figure out is, what real motive did mr grizz have to keep grizzco open for so long? Why did it close sometimes? Surely if he wanted every salmonid dead, it wouldve been open all the time (splat 3 really ruined everything about mr grizz for me im not even remotely joking) but it isnt.

There is a sunken scroll as well as something from the salmonid field guide regarding the very destructive nature of the salmonids. We all know of the "seven rings" (which continues to be unexplained) and how the salmonids rise from the ocean and destroy everything, and the salmonid field guide regarding the glowflies event (known as "rush") says how, in the past, many unprepared cities fell victim to the salmonid rush. Clearly, the salmonids are capable of destruction on a mass scale. Maybe mr grizz is just trying to protect inkopolis (god i hate splatoon 3 story mode plot) in an indirect way.

But even with that knowledge, how long has grizzco been open? How old is mr grizz? Has anyone else ever tried to reduce the salmonid population to a point where they wouldnt be such an immediate threat? And even if they could never be reduced to that point, if he really wanted to permanently protect inkopolis, then he would have motive to wipe out every salmonid. But that clearly isnt what he wants. But WHY?

Think back to the ruins of ark polaris. Its, well, an ark. Like, for animals. Like noahs ark. And in the story of noahs ark, the earth is completely flooded. In splatoon, its implied that whatever killed the humans happened suddenly. And we know that there is a lot less land in splatoon than there was in the human era. Almost as if... it were a mass flood. So we could assume ark polaris was supposed to take the role of noahs ark (this was confirmed in splatoon 3). Now, you wouldnt really need to put fish on the ark if theres plenty of water for them to be in. Salmonids happen to be one of those fish that evolved, not exactly the way cephalopods and some other sea creatures did, but they certainly evolved. Its also interesting to note that low tide ark polaris has signs surrounding the area that have a logo similar to grizzcos. As if mr grizz took inspiration from these signs to make it.

Now think back to tartar. Tartar had a prime directive to pass on the humans knowledge to the next dominant species but decided to go its own way about it, finding the evolved sea creatures to be unworthy. Tartar had been observing for over 12,000 years, watching as they all evolved, and came to that conclusion on its own.

This is a stretch, but i thought to myself, what if mr grizz was like tartar initially? With a different prime directive? What if mr grizz was supposed to be connected to ark polaris, but then was given instruction to make sure nobody ever dies of a natural disaster again like the humans did? Or at least to help them prepare?

Combining an initial role of preserving the many lives of various animals with this new responsibility, watching as the salmonids destroy entire cities time and time again, what if mr grizz simply marked salmonids as the "natural disaster" that people need protection from, while simultaneously recognizing that they are still a living species and should still be preserved somewhat? Through grizzco, he would be reducing the salmonid population, but never completely wiping them out, and by doing so, this would protect inkopolis and other smaller cities and towns while still preserving the salmonids lives as well.

To me, this explained why his messages are pre recorded and why he acts like he hates salmonids and why he never encourages you to kill as much as you can. And then, splatoon 3 was revealed.

I had so foolishly assumed that mr grizz being involved would mean that the salmonids would be involved too, considering how he built his entire identity around harvesting their eggs. The smallfry reveal made me think that, if mr grizz was truly another ai with that preservation/protection directive, then perhaps the story will be that he is.. domesticating the salmonids somewhat. As an attempt to keep them alive while also stamping out their destructive nature. This would cause issues as salmonids have their own culture, they arent mindless violent creatures. Doing this would erase what salmonids are as a society. And that would be an issue, because thats just a messed up thing to do, but clearly he doesnt see anything wrong with what hes doing, because to him hes killing two birds with one stone. This would explain the whole "save our salmonids" thing (I REALLY REALLY HATE SPLATOON 3 STORY MODE PLOT).

And then we got the actual splatoon 3 story mode and everything sucked and was terrible forever and ruined any and all character that mr grizz had and could have possibly had. Look, i wasnt expecting ny theory/headcanon to be true, i was just expecting a little bit of literally ANYTHING, but no. We got THAT. Not even a hint of salmonid. Like what was the point of it all then. Nothing. Most disappointing thing ever. It genuinely pains me. I hate it so much.

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