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thetriumphantpanda · 9 months

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where you want your gift, girl? | Joel Miller

Summary | It’s your birthday and Joel, knowing it’s not your favourite celebration, is keen to show you that it‘s not always going to be a bad day, not if he can help it.

Warnings | birthdays, allusions to strained parental relationships, food & alcohol consumption, smoking of (1) cigarette, no/pre-outbreak AU, gift giving, explicit smut, rough sex, choking/breath play, brief spit play, oral sex (F Receiving), safe unprotected sex, dirty talk, creampie, cumplay, literally just filth tbh, no use of y/n.

Word Count | 4.2K

Authors Note | Honestly? It’s my birthday today and all I want is for Joel Miller to fucking rail me to celebrate - we can’t have everything we want I suppose, so we’ll have to deal with writing our fantasies instead! Happy Birthday to me - Enjoy!

Masterlist | Ko-Fi

You’d never really enjoyed birthdays. Other people’s, sure. The opportunity to treat your friends and make other people happy was something you’d always loved, but when it was you as the centre of attention, you almost hated it. The way people would train their eyes on you as you opened their gifts, the anxiety that you felt not knowing what it would be and whether you’d have to pretend it was the best thing in the world when you could think of a million things you needed above what they’d given you. It always made you feel ungrateful. Birthdays aren’t as exciting as you get older either, just another reminder of how far behind the rest of your friends you are, how little you seemed to have accomplished next to them in the same amount of years.

It was no different this year, not really. Your mother had phoned you before you’d gone to work, asked if you received the card she’d sent in the post that had the customary $100 stuffed into it, before chiding you for not doing as you said you would last time you spoke and find a new job, something more challenging, related to that degree you’d spent all her money on. You sigh and hang up the phone before she can say anything else, a mumbled sorry that you were running late but thank you for the card.

The only saving grace for your birthday this year was the fact it was a Friday, so you didn’t have to worry about drinking too much beer and having to go to work the next morning with a hangover. To their credit, your work colleagues had been quite nice to you - they’d pooled together to get you a gift card for you to spend on whatever you’d like, and Sandra from accounts had made you a birthday cake – red velvet because it was your favourite. Once everyone had eaten a slice, she put a Tupperware on your desk with two more generous slices in it, winking at you before walking away.

“For your handsome boyfriend.” She’d said, giggling as she walked away.

There was another saving grace for your birthday, you supposed. Joel Miller. Who had burst into your life in a whirlwind eight months ago when his beautiful daughter had spilled her hot chocolate all over your crisp new shirt in her hurry to get to the table so she could drink it. He’d been the most apologetic you ever thought you’d seen a man, helping you to wipe the worst of it off with napkins whilst Sarah profusely apologised next to you. You’d put a comforting hand on her shoulder, told her it was okay, and that you understood entirely, you’d have been as excited as her to drink hot chocolate with whipped cream and marshmallows. Joel had insisted on paying for your dry cleaning, something you’re pretty sure only ever happened in films, and when you’d phoned him to tell him it really had been a minimal amount, he’d asked to take you to dinner instead, and the rest really was history.

He’s phoning you now, his name popping up on the front screen of your phone, you smile as you answer it.

“Hello, handsome.” You greet.

“Good afternoon,” His southern drawl hits your ears, “Happy birthday, my darlin’ girl.”

God, he makes you so happy, “Thank you, cowboy.”

“You want me to pick you up and take you for dinner?” He asks, “Tommy is gonna look after Sarah tonight, so I’m all yours, whatever you wanna do.”

You think for a second, sure, dinner out is a nice idea, but it’s been a long week, and you think what you want most is to be at home with him, “You think you could grill me a steak and let me drink beer on your couch instead?” You ask, slightly embarrassed that this is all you want for your birthday.

“If that’s what you want, darlin’, then I’ll grill you the best steak of your life,” He chuckles, and then you can hear him cover the phone and speak to Sarah, who must be just back from school, “Sarah wants to speak to you real quick.”

He passes the phone and it’s Sarah’s sweet voice that greets you next, “Happy birthday!”

“Thank you, honey,” You smile, “You looking forward to some time with your Uncle Tommy?”

“He’s gonna take me to the movies,” You can hear the grin on her face, “I already heard dad telling him not to feed me too much candy, but he never listens,” You chuckle, “I got you a present,” She speaks again, “I gave it to dad so you can open it later.”

“Ahhh you sweet girl,” You coo, “I’m sure I’ll love it,” You reassure, “And I’ll be there tomorrow so I can thank you in person.”

“Alright,” She replies, “Dad wants the phone back, but have a nice birthday with him!”

You say goodbye to her, and then Joel tells you he’ll be waiting for you when you finish to bring you home. It’s only two hours until the end of the day, but you struggle to focus on the emails you’ve got to answer – you get through as few as is acceptable before the end of the day, logging out at exactly 5:30pm, box of cake clutched in your hand, handbag slung over your shoulder as you head out.

Joel is leaning against the side of his truck, arms crossed over his chest so his biceps are bulging in the flannel he’s wearing, he’s also got one of his ankles crossed over the over. He looks so casual but as devastatingly handsome as he always is. He slips an arm around your waist when you’re close enough, pushing his palm into your lower back to press your body to his, dipping down to press his lips to yours. He’s gentle with it, opening his mouth against yours so he can slip his tongue into your mouth, letting his tongue meld with your own, kissing you slowly, like he’s got all the time in the world.

“Get a room, you two!” It’s Sandra from accounts.

Joel pulls away just enough to laugh against your lips, pressing his to yours once more before pulling away properly, opening the car door for you to get in, pressing a light swat of his hand to your ass as you hoist yourself up into the truck.

Once he’s slipped into the driver's side and settled one of his hands on your upper thigh, he starts the drive from the city out to his house. It’s a quiet drive, Joel’s humming along to whatever is playing on the radio, you’re occupied with looking out the window. This is what you love about Joel, that he’ll sit in silence, won’t feel the need to make you talk, it makes you feel comfortable, knowing that he’s there when you need him, but he’s not going to force you to speak when you don’t want to.

He’s pulled into the drive in no time, picking up the grocery bags from the backseat. You try and peak inside to see what he’s bought; you’re hoping he’s got the ingredients to make those mashed potatoes you like, and mushrooms that he’ll cook on the grill too.

When he opens the door, you’re almost overwhelmed by the sight that greets you. There are gold and black balloons littering the floor, with one bigger helium balloon, weighted down so it doesn’t float along the ceiling, set in the corner with big ‘happy birthday’ lettering written on it. There’s a birthday banner pinned to the wall, and a selection of wrapped gifts on the coffee table. You have a sneaking suspicion that most of this is Sarah’s doing.

You giggle a little as Joel presses himself against your back, kissing at your neck, “How much of this was Sarah?” You ask, following him through to the kitchen.

“She blew up all those balloons before she went to bed last night, and she did all the wrapping, but the banner and the big balloon, that was all me, baby.”

You press your lips to his cheek, smiling as he starts unloading the grocery bags. Two ribeye steaks, and just like you wanted, mushrooms to grill, and potatoes to mash. He leaves you in charge of watching the potatoes whilst he grills the rest of the food outside. Whilst it’s resting, he mashes the potatoes with enough butter to clog your arteries, but when you sit at the table, and those potatoes are in your mouth, you can’t find it in you to care - it’s your birthday after all.

“Everythin’ alright, baby?” He asks, cutting into his steak.

“It’s perfect,” You grin, spearing a grilled mushroom onto your fork, “Better than sitting in a stuffy restaurant anyway.”

You finish your food in relative silence. Joel insists on doing the dishes even if he did most of the cooking, before he’s leading you back to the living room.

Joel sits you down on the couch, treading as carefully as he can through the trail of balloons to get you a fresh beer. He kneels down on the floor between you and the coffee table, taking a glug of his beer, before reaching across the table for the first gift, setting it in your lap.

“That one is from Sarah,” He explains, “She made me promise you would open it first.”

“Rules are rules,” You shrug with a chuckle, carefully tearing open the wrapping paper.

When you pull the paper from the material it was wrapped in you feel overwhelmed. It’s the exact same blouse that Sarah had tipped her hot chocolate over, just in black instead of white. The shirt had been a write off from the start, the chocolate leaving a stain that even the dry cleaner couldn’t get out.

“She saved her pocket money for months to buy this,” He murmurs, pinching the silky fabric between his fingers, “Said if it was what brought us together, she wanted you to be able to wear it.”

You can feel tears prickling at your eyes as you fold the material up carefully, “She’s such a special girl, Joel.” You whisper, watching as Joel leans back over the table to pick up another gift.

“This one’s from Tommy.” He murmurs, handing you the largest box on the table.

You rip the paper off and open the box, revealing an actual cowboy hat. You laugh, because Tommy has always said in order to properly fit in, you’d need a cowboy hat. Joel reaches into the box, pulling the brown Stetson out of its box, placing it on your head.

“Suits you, cowgirl,” He growls, leaning under the brim of the hat to kiss you, nibbling your bottom lip as he pulls away, “Keep it on.” He demands when you go to take it off.

“He didn’t need to get me a gift,” You mutter as Joel moves the two final gifts towards you, “And it’s a proper Stetson, this must have cost a fortune.”

“Not that it matters, because everyone in this household thinks the world of you, but he thrifted it, mainly because you’ve rubbed off on him and he thinks getting a pair of Levi’s for half price because someone doesn’t want them anymore is the best thing since sliced bread.”

You tilt the hat on your head a little so you can see under the brim, as he hands you an envelope this time, “These are from me.”

You open the envelope and pull out a postcard with a from New Orleans. You turn the card over, Joel’s handwriting scrawled on the back.

“Pack a bag baby, and let me take you away.”

“Are you for real?!” You exclaim, “You’re going to take me to New Orleans?!”

“Course I am, darlin’ girl,” He grins, “I know you’ve always wanted to go, and we’ve never been away together.”

“Are you even real?” You ask, wiping your tears away, because you’re overwhelmed, no-one has ever been so thoughtful.

“Last time I checked I was,” He chuckles, taking the postcard from your hands, replacing it with the last gift, a small box, “Go on, last one.”

You take it from his hand, tearing the paper off it to reveal a small box. You open it, and sat inside is a silver necklace, a silver hoop, entwined with a smaller hoop. You’d recognise this anywhere. You’d spotted it in the window of the jewellery shop downtown. You’d spend so long looking at it in the window before deciding you couldn’t afford it, yet here it is, in your hands.

“Joel,” You breathe, running your fingers over the delicate silver, “This is too much.”

He presses a single finger to your lips to shut you up, holding his hand out for the box, taking the necklace out as he pushes himself up onto the couch, putting the delicate chain across your neck, “Do you like it?” He asks from behind you, mouth right at your ear, breath hot on your skin.

You turn around, wrapping your arms around his neck, feeling your hat fall off your head as he returns the embrace, “I love it Joel,” You murmur into the skin of his neck, “I love you.”

“I love you too, darlin’ girl.”

You spend the rest of the evening curled up on the couch together. You eat the slices of cake that Sandra had sent you home with, drink more beer, Joel even sits with his guitar outside, playing some of your favourite songs whilst you smoke a cigarette. When the sun has fully set and you’ve let out a particularly loud yawn, Joel closes up the house, takes hold of your hand, and takes you to bed.

You’re led against the sheets, getting yourself comfortable, when Joel comes back from the bathroom, leaning against the door with his thumb resting on his belt. He’s lookin at you with those deep, coffee-coloured orbs as you turn onto your side, propping your head up on your palm to look at him.

“How do you want it, baby?” He smirks, taking slow steps towards the bed.

You take your bottom lip between your teeth, because that is a very good question. Do you want him to be soft and slow like he had been that first time? So concerned he was going to hurt you with his size and strength that he refused to go any harder or faster than was strictly necessary? Or the time he made love to you after you’d looked after Sarah when he had to work late. When he’d walked into his house and found you painting her nails for her, watching a film that he’d never had sat through, his heart bursting with so much love that he had to push it all into you, whispering promises into your ear as he did so. No, you think, that’s not what you want right now.

“I want you to fuck me, cowboy,” You rasp, “Hard.”

He’s stood at the foot of the bed now, eyes dark with lust, “Well, what the birthday girl wants,” He murmurs softly, wide, warm palm clasping around your ankle, “The birthday girl gets.”

He tugs at your ankle, pulling you down the bed in one swoop, your legs dangling over the edge as his fingers work the button of your work trousers loose. You lift your hips up so he can drag them, and your underwear off your body, before he tugs you into a sitting position to work your blouse over your head. Your palms cup his face as you kiss him, your lips giving attention to his plush bottom lip as his hands reach behind you and work the clasp of your bra undone, dragging that off your body so you’re finally bared naked to him.

He pulls back, trails his eyes over your naked body, before placing his hand on your chest, right between your breasts, pushing you back down onto the bed. He trails his hands down the expanse of your sides, coming to the meat of your thighs as he settles his face between them. Normally this is where he’d tease you, use that mouth to trail soft kisses up and down the inside of your thighs, stopping to nip at the soft skin every once in a while, but he surprises you tonight.

Joel uses the flat of his tongue to lick a single stripe up the seam of your pussy. Then, he takes his hands, puts them on the backs of your thighs to push your legs back towards you, spreading them open further, baring the entirety of your spread, aching cunt to his face, before that tongue of his is diving into you, licking the slick that has been slowly gathering there from you, groaning at your taste. He drags his tongue up to your clit, using the tip of it to lightly flick at your clit, which has a quiet whimper leaving your lips as you tangle your fingers in his soft curls to keep his head anchored right where it is.

You’ve never really known a man quite as enthusiastic about eating your pussy as Joel Miller. The way he groans into your cunt as he laps at you, the way his fingers dig bruises into your skin as he holds your legs open for him, it all adds to the way he has your teetering on the edge of your first orgasm of the night in minutes. You’re bucking your hips into his face, chasing that burst of pleasure you know is so close to you.

You can hear the obscene sounds from him, the way he sucks your clit into his mouth, rolls his tongue over it before letting it go with a pop, or the way he literally slurps the slick from your entrance. It’s when he slips two of his fingers inside your slick cunt that you’re really done for – fingers stretching you open, a poor substitute for what’s to come, but it’s good none-the-less.

All of a sudden, that fiery burst of pleasure is setting your skin alight. Your body is arching off the bed, pushing your cunt further into Joel’s face as he sucks your clit through your orgasm. You can feel yourself clenching around his fingers as you let out as high-pitched shriek of his name as your body wracks with pleasurable aftershocks. You lie there, warm and pliant as Joel stands once he’s worked you through your orgasm. He takes off his shirt, and you marvel at that body, the one you get to enjoy, broad and strong for his work, but soft around the middle, just like you love. He’s looking you directly in the eye as he undoes the button on his jeans, belt from earlier seemingly lost in the bathroom before. You’re smirking as he drags his jeans and boxers down his legs, stepping out of them, stood before you in all his God damn glory.

He is, quite possibly, the most handsome man you’ve ever seen. Especially when he’s got his cock gripped in his fist, pumping himself as you spread your legs for him, pushing yourself up the bed so he can settle between your thighs.

You can feel the throbbing length of him slipping between your soaked folds as he finds a position, he’s comfortable with. You’re the one that reaches down between you and lines his cock up with your aching core, but it’s all Joel when he thrusts himself inside you, right to the hilt, in one go. He’s leaning forward, head rested in the crook of your neck, your name hissed out into your ear as he adjusts to the tight clench of your cunt. Your nails are already digging into the meat of his biceps when he drags himself out of you, before slamming back in.

He revels in the way his rough thrusts make your tits bounce, dipping his head to take one of your nipples into his mouth, gently nipping at the puckered bud with his teeth before soothing it with the pad of his tongue. He laves the same attention to the other, never once letting up the pace of his hips.

“This what you wanted, darlin’ girl?” He chokes out, looking down at you writhing in pleasure beneath him.

“More.” You gasp, hand reaching to grab at his wrist which is planted by the side of your head, propping him up.

He puts most of his weight on his other hand, letting you drag his other palm to the delicate column of your throat, where the sheer size of his hand covers it in its entirety. He rests it there for a moment, continuing to pound his cock into your pussy, but then he’s adding pressure to the side of your throat, giving you that delicious dizzy feeling to your brain, before he’s releasing the pressure. You’re grinning up at him, moaning his name as his hips continue to slam into your own.

“Like that, don’t ya?” He asks, “God you look so fuckin’ good with my hand around your throat, pretty girl.”

“Always fuck me so good, Joel,” You cry out when he shifts his position slightly, cock brushing that sweet spot inside you, “Do it again.”

So he does, he squeezes his fingers around your throat again, your mouth dropping open as a crazed giggle leaves your mouth. You wish you could step outside your body right now and watch, watch what the two of you look like – his hand around your throat, the way he’s pounding into you so hard you’re sure you’ll be sore in the morning.

You’re both breathing heavily as he trails the hand that was around your throat to grip at your jaw. He squishes your cheeks together, pursing your lips as his mouth claims your own, growling into you as his tongue licks at yours. He’s so fucking overwhelming right now, thick cock splitting you in two, strong body laid across your own, mouth on yours, and it’s still not enough. You want to peel his skin off and climb inside him, let him consume you whole.

Joel pulls back, hand still on your jaw.

“You my pretty girl, huh?” He asks, and you can only nod, his hand stopping you from talking, “Belong to me, right?”

His hand goes back down to grip your throat, gently though, with no pressure, so you can talk to him now.

“All yours Joel,” You purr at him, “Only ever gonna be yours.”

“Open your mouth,” He demands, using his hand to gently shake you, so you do, “Stick your tongue out.”

You do just that, staring straight into his eyes as he leans down, ever so slightly, and spits into your mouth. It’s warm, wet and utterly filthy, and you think it’s the entire reason that you can feel your slick dripping down onto his sheets now. Joel doesn’t even give you the time to swallow, chasing the saliva he’s just put into your mouth with his tongue, giving you the sloppiest kiss you’ve ever received.

“Fuck,” He spits out, pulling back from your mouth, “Ain’t gonna last much longer, darlin’ girl,” He confesses, those rough thrusts slowing ever so slightly, “Put your hand on your clit for me, let’s do this one together.”

Your hand slinks between your bodies, seeking out that sensitive bud, still reeling from the orgasm he pulled from you, it doesn’t take much work from your fingers to have you teetering on the edge, but you want to do this together, you have to hold on for him.

“Where d’ya want it?” Joel chokes out as your pussy flutters around him.

“Inside,” Comes your begging plea to him, “Come inside me, Joel.”

Your work your fingers across your clit a few more times before you’re coming around his cock, the nails of your free hand digging half-moon shapes into the meat of his shoulder. He manages three, maybe four more thrusts before he’s stilling inside of you, grunting out your name as the white-hot spurt of his spend fills your aching cunt. He fills you up so perfectly, holding himself there for a moment before he lets out a slightly pained sound, pulling himself out of your pussy.

He sits back on his knees, watching the white trickle of him cum seep from your spent hole. He takes one of his fingers, scooping his cum on it before bringing it to your lips, where you suck it into your mouth, running your tongue over it to catch every bit of the taste of him. He falls forward, forehead pressed to your own, kissing your lips softly, before he moves to lie on his side of the bed.

You push yourself up into a sitting position, leaning over to kiss him softly, mumbling that you’ll be back in a minute as you pad to the bathroom to clean up. When you come back to his room, he’s already under the covers, your side pushed back and waiting for you, so you clamber in, seeking out his torso under the covers so you can wrap your arm around him. He pulls you flush to his body, slick and warm from sweat, but you don’t care.

His arm is draped across your shoulder, his fingers tracing slow and soft across your skin, as he presses a kiss to the crown of your head.

“Happy birthday, darlin’ girl.” He whispers to you as he turns out the light.

“Best birthday ever,” You mumble softly against his chest as you let your heavy eyes closed, “All because of you, cowboy.”

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cutielights · 7 months

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ITS HERE!!!

I think exactly one person voted ‘No’ on The Poll :p <3

100+ followers rottmnt fluff alphabet!

Leo

Activities- what do they like to do with their s/o?

He loves going swimming with you, beach, pool, waterparks? They’re all game in his eyes

Beauty- what physical attributes do they like the most about their s/o?

He loves your hands, cuddling and absentmindedly playing with your fingers

Comfort- how would they comfort their s/o through a bad day or a panic attack?

“Hey, hey I’m here, breathe, it’s me, Leo, remember?” He’s practiced in these things. Guides you through the 5 4 3 2 1 method

Dreams- how do they picture their future with their s/o?

When it crosses his mind, he pictures it with kids, training them to be ninjas. But that’s in the future, he’s in the now

Equal- are they the dominant one in the relationship or are they passive?

You guys take turns, kind of looks like a competition to the outside eye

Fight- how easy is it for them to forgive? How do they fight?

The thing he does most is sulk for a few days, silent treatment. Depending on who he thinks was truly in the wrong, he’ll confront you or apologise himself.

Gratitude- how grateful are they? Are they aware of how much their s/o does?

He is so insecure about not being enough for you. He is so grateful you put up with him, please comfort him, he needs to know you actually love him and don’t hate him, super aware of everything you do

Honesty- do they keep secrets from their s/o, or do they share everything?

The secrets he keeps are more of, ptsd related things. Doesn’t want you to worry about his nightmares. Can be coaxed into telling the truth, usually with cuddles after said nightmares

Inspiration- has their s/o inspired them?

Inspired? He’s definitely more open with his feelings now, healthier coping mechanisms

Jealousy- how jealous are they?

Possessive Jealousy? No. Insecure Jealousy. Plays it cool on the outside, but nervousness runs rampant in this boy’s skull, what if you think that guy is better than him? What about that yokai? They’re conveniently attractive and oh god they’re making jokes and you’re laughing?! Oh no oh no oh no

Kiss- are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

It was awkward to say the least. You both knew you wanted to kiss, but didn’t know how to express it. Kinda went like; “So-“ “Are we gonna-“ “y’know…”. after some failed attempts, you finally kissed

Love confession- how did they confess?

He confessed in the middle of a Jupiter Jim marathon. It was accidental as he thought you were asleep, after panicking and saying he didn’t mean it, you returned his feelings

Marriage- what are their thoughts on marriage?

Scares him half to death. Not that he doesn’t want to, it’s just- he feels he’s not worthy of marriage

Nicknames- what do they call their s/o?

Baby, Honey, Love of my life

On cloud nine- what are they like when on cloud nine? Is it obvious?

Zones out just staring at you with simultaneously the most dorky, smug, and lovestruck smile on his face

PDA- their thoughts on PDA, do they practice it?

110% he gives you kisses in public, he is holding your hand, either piggybacking you or the other way around, it’s game

Quirk- a random ability they have that is beneficial towards the relationship

His ability to clock you feeling down the moment it happens is wonderful if not otherworldly

Romance- how romantic are they, is it cliche or creative?

He can be cliche, nights at Hueso’s, but also mixes it up a bit with nighttime strolls or Hidden City shenanigans

Support- are they helping their s/o achieve their goals, do they believe in them?

Of course he’s helping! Maybe a tad too enthusiastic at times, but he wants the best for you

Thrill- do they feel the need for new things? Or prefer a relationship with routine?

He is doing new things all the time with you, but only new things you want to to ofc, may give you a nudge outside the comfort zone every now and again, just to help things along

Understanding- are they empathetic?

He might not seem it at first glance, but he is empathetic. Helps you through nightmares, injuries and anything that may ail you

Value- how important is the relationship to them?

Holds it above his own mental sanity

Wildcard- random fluff hc!

He is an arms guy, jumping into your arms or picking you up and spinning you around in his

Xoxo- are they affectionate, do they like to kiss and cuddle?

He is kissing your cheek to get attention, on the hand when being overly dramatic or romantic, on the forehead when cuddling, so very affectionate

Yearning- how do they cope when they miss their partner?

Quite sulky, whiny about it the whole time, saying things would be so much better if you were simply in each other’s presence. As for coping? He cuddles a pillow at night until you return

Zeal- are they willing to go great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?

He is ready to do anything. Stay in the prison dimension? If it means you’re safe. Steal a cake? If it makes you happy

Raph

Activities- what do they like to do with their s/o?

He loves working out with you. Buuut if that’s not your speed, he won’t complain about getting pizza

Beauty- what physical attributes do they like the most about their s/o?

He can’t pick a favourite! Perhaps your height is his favourite, he likes using you as a teddy

Comfort- how would they comfort their s/o through a bad day or a panic attack?

He’s bringing you ice cream and a shoulder to cry on after a bad day, maybe even some flowers too

Dreams- how do they picture their future with their s/o?

He gets very anxious about the future, especially the future of your relationship. Sits down to have a very serious talk about it, would you want to get married? Would you want kids? Can we afford kids? How do we acquire children? Takes it seriously and doesn’t marry himself to one particular future

Equal- are they the dominant one in the relationship or are they passive?

You both stand on the same level of equality

Fight- how easy is it for them to forgive? How do they fight?

Snaps if he’s particularly stressed about something. Apologises after taking a few deep breaths. It’s extremely rare for an argument to last more than a day

Gratitude- how grateful are they? Are they aware of how much their s/o does?

Oh my man thinks you’re way out of his league, will forever be eternally grateful for you and everything you do

Honesty- do they keep secrets from their s/o, or do they share everything?

If he has secrets, he wouldn’t be able to keep them for long, they eat away at him. Mind Raph helps him tell the truth before it does some damage to the relationship

Inspiration- has their s/o inspired them?

You’ve definitely inspired him to take more time to himself, and just relax, even just for a bit

Jealousy- how jealous are they?

He refuses to call it jealousy, he just refuses to. He knows you would never do anything with that person, that conveniently attractive person, with a great personality, and you’re laughing at their jokes?! “Haha, yeah we just need to go… somewhere else.”

Kiss- are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

He’s getting better with practice. The first was at a drive in theatre, neither of you were really paying attention to the movie, something about a cafe owner going broke, he blurted out the question so quickly you didn’t even hear the sentence. You had to ask him to repeat himself twice before he had calmed down

Love confession- how did they confess?

With flowers in your favourite colour, he stood on your fire escape and poured his heart out in front of you

Marriage- what are their thoughts on marriage?

It crosses his mind often, he’s very concerned about the future, dislikes that he can’t just know what will happen. As for marriage itself? He’ll ask someday, but not now

Nicknames- what do they call their s/o?

Shortstack

On cloud nine- what are they like when on cloud nine? Is it obvious?

He’s obvious. But in denial with it, even when called out

PDA- their thoughts on PDA, do they practice it?

He’s not one for PDA, preferring cuddles in private

Quirk- a random ability they have that is beneficial towards the relationship

His pure strength and size is good for many things, including amazing cuddles

Romance- how romantic are they, is it cliche or creative?

Cliche, he knows it’s cliche, but it’s cliche for a reason right? Flowers, candles, the whole shebang. People wouldn’t keep doing it if it didn’t work!

Support- are they helping their s/o achieve their goals, do they believe in them?

He would! Would help you set realistic goals and work up to the ultimate one

Thrill- do they feel the need for new things? Or prefer a relationship with routine?

He likes his routine, throwing in a surprise here and there

Understanding- are they empathetic?

Yes! Ofc, he is. Doesn’t want you to suffer, cuddles count as therapy right?

Value- how important is the relationship to them?

Important, he is making sure you are safe 100% of the time, he knows what a pain villains are for stealing s/o’s

Wildcard- random fluff hc!

Piggybacks! Or carrying you bridal style, just imagine all the things you can see up there

Xoxo- are they affectionate, do they like to kiss and cuddle?

Yes and yes, not so much as PDA, but as general cuddles for movie nights

Yearning- how do they cope when they miss their partner?

Won’t try to outwardly express this to anyone, shows up outside your window, if that’s not possible due to some unspoken reason then he probably just messages you, staying up later than he usually does

Zeal- are they willing to go great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?

Man is ready to jump off a building for you

Donnie

Activities- what do they like to do with their s/o?

Going to conventions, dancing, pure enjoyment of the other’s company

Beauty- what physical attributes do they like the most about their s/o?

Any facial markings or scars, stretch marks included

Comfort- how would they comfort their s/o through a bad day or a panic attack?

Asks before doing absolutely anything. “Can I come in?” “I’m going to come closer, is that okay?” “May I touch you?” Does his best to calm you down, if not, then he’s finding the root of the issue and eliminating it

Dreams- how do they picture their future with their s/o?

He pictures his future quite often, the vision changes from time to time, but your always next to him in it

Equal- are they the dominant one in the relationship or are they passive?

Says he’s the dominant one, but really likes when you’re the dominant

Fight- how easy is it for them to forgive? How do they fight?

Fights actually don’t happen that much with the two of you. If you do fight, he only lets it last a few minutes before cutting contact and giving you the silent treatment. Forgiveness is given in a few days and you guys are on good terms again

Gratitude- how grateful are they? Are they aware of how much their s/o does?

He can forget sometimes, but he spends a day without you and takes it all back, realising how much he relies on you

Honesty- do they keep secrets from their s/o, or do they share everything?

According to the internet, honesty is key to a healthy relationship, so he does his best although honesty is quite difficult sometimes, in general

Inspiration- has their s/o inspired them?

Inspired in the way that you give him new insights he himself hadn’t considered fully yet, set on one path, helping him see the bigger picture on things

Jealousy- how jealous are they?

It’s through the roof, although, he’s in denial about it

Kiss- are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

It didn’t happen until at least six months, awkward at first, but followed your lead after some reassurance

Love confession- how did they confess?

He had a whole plan on how to do it, like a months long plan. You got there first, catching him off guard

Marriage- what are their thoughts on marriage?

He’d get married if you really wanted to but, he doesn’t see the point exactly. That doesn’t stop him from being emotional on the day however

Nicknames- what do they call their s/o?

Darling, Significant Other

On cloud nine- what are they like when on cloud nine? Is it obvious?

Gets extremely defensive about the fact that he’s definitely not on cloud nine that he forgets to act like it

PDA- their thoughts on PDA, do they practice it?

Absolutely not, especially not in the first few months. Hand holding is acceptable, and the occasional hug

Quirk- a random ability they have that is beneficial towards the relationship

The ability to force himself to stay up all night, caffeine helps of course. You guys can just talk in the dead of night, as we all know, that is the best bonding time

Romance- how romantic are they, is it cliche or creative?

Gets creative with it, but isn’t shying away from flowers. Better yet! Mechanical flowers that bloom in the day! They never die!

Support- are they helping their s/o achieve their goals, do they believe in them?

Much like his red older brother, helps you set realistic mini-goals, and then helps achieve them. Not too hands on however, wants you to accomplish it yourself

Thrill- do they feel the need for new things? Or prefer a relationship with routine?

Routine. Routine. Routine. Cannot function without it. If there’s something new he needs to know about it at least a week in advance and that’s being lenient

Understanding- are they empathetic?

He is empathetic, just not the best at expressing it

Value- how important is the relationship to them?

This is so important to him, you would not believe

Wildcard- random fluff hc!

He pulls you onto his lap when working on something, refusing to let you leave

Xoxo- are they affectionate, do they like to kiss and cuddle?

After the initial phase he most definitely is, but only in private will you get kisses

Yearning- how do they cope when they miss their partner?

Calls and messages 24/7, if that’s unavailable? Workaholic

Zeal- are they willing to go great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?

He’s ready to destroy his inventions for you. Yes- he has backups, but that’s beside the point!

Mikey

Activities- what do they like to do with their s/o?

Let’s go, come on we’re going to paint New York with graffiti. Loves cooking with you and showing you techniques he learned recently

Beauty- what physical attributes do they like the most about their s/o?

Loves your hair/fur/whatever, running hands through it

Comfort- how would they comfort their s/o through a bad day or a panic attack?

Comfort foods, but never overboard with it, too much is unhealthy. Movie nights and gentle words

Dreams- how do they picture their future with their s/o?

He honestly doesn’t think about it all that much, preferring the moment. But he does picture his future with you in it

Equal- are they the dominant one in the relationship or are they passive?

Passive, prefers standing on equal ground with people

Fight- how easy is it for them to forgive? How do they fight?

Dr feelings isn’t letting fights go unresolved, preferring to talk it out and get to the bottom of the issue

Gratitude- how grateful are they? Are they aware of how much their s/o does?

He’s super grateful! Does occasionally let it slip, but just tell him and he’ll remember himself

Honesty- do they keep secrets from their s/o, or do they share everything?

He wouldn’t keep secrets on purpose, likely the only reason he hasn’t told you anything is because it hadn’t come up in conversations yet, or he’s self conscious about it, not wanting to be a bother, but never out of malice

Inspiration- has their s/o inspired them?

Inspiration in the sense that you’re his favourite muse? Yes! Inspiration in the sense that he’s changed? Probably not

Jealousy- how jealous are they?

He tries his best to not get jealous, but sometimes he just can’t hold it back, Dr delicate touch tells the person you’re taken

Kiss- are they a good kisser? What was the first kiss like?

Rooftop rambles at night are a must in this relationship, it happened under the moonlight, you could taste the pizza on his breath

Love confession- how did they confess?

He tried making it romantic, he really did, but one disaster after another passed through. He was about to just leave and take it as a sign you guys weren’t supposed to be together until you confessed instead

Marriage- what are their thoughts on marriage?

He’s up for it if you’re up for it, but only after a while, when you’re both adults, just to be safe

Nicknames- what do they call their s/o?

Baby, Honey, CutiePie, Angel, Wonder

On cloud nine- what are they like when on cloud nine? Is it obvious?

He physically has heart eyes, most obvious in his cloud-nine shenanigans, zoned out whilst staring at you once and added way too much baking soda it was a disaster

PDA- their thoughts on PDA, do they practice it?

PDA all day, as long as you’re okay with it ofc, mostly just hand holding and an arm around your shoulder

Quirk- a random ability they have that is beneficial towards the relationship

His ability to completely clock whenever you’re down avoids most complications

Romance- how romantic are they, is it cliche or creative?

He gets creative with it, thinks the traditional things are nice, sure, but overdone

Support- are they helping their s/o achieve their goals, do they believe in them?

Oh absolutely he believes in you! Supports your goals and helps out with what you may need

Thrill- do they feel the need for new things? Or prefer a relationship with routine?

New things. Hidden city dates all the time because it’s the most unpredictable, carefully avoiding the law enforcements.

Understanding- are they empathetic?

Absolutely! Have you met this boy? Sureee Dr Delicate touch isn’t empathetic, but that’s not a problem with you guys, he hasn’t met you yet.

Value- how important is the relationship to them?

You’re pinned in his contacts, he adores baking or cooking anything for you, overall one of the most important people in his life

Wildcard- random fluff hc!

Has one of those jars that have the lolly sticks with things to do with a s/o written on them, you made it together! Orange stick for an indoor date, green for outdoor, white for something that can be done anywhere

Xoxo- are they affectionate, do they like to kiss and cuddle?

Affection levels at 110% he’s giving you all the attention you deserve and could ever want

Yearning- how do they cope when they miss their partner?

He spams messages for a while, but if you’re not responding for some reason, listens to music in order to zone out. Takes his mind off of things ya know?

Zeal- are they willing to go great lengths for the relationship? If so, what kind?

He would go to the greatest lengths. This man would have taken Leo’s place in the prison dimension if it meant you were safe and alive

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incredibly messy essay of my thoughts on darkstalker, straight from my DMs with a friend because they demanded i post it [which means it has incredibly improper grammar]

hes an awful awful person, unapolagetically, and i think there are scenes and areas where he could've been written better. or had more nuance, like his dynamic with arctic [why do they hate each other ?? theres no explanation given, really, besides the fact that they do] but people who reduce him to a monster just baffle me. he loved his mother, he loved whiteout, he tried to love clearsight even though he did it wrong. and clearsight/darkstalker is a really iffy territory, because he did love her and he thought he was loving her right but he wasnt he was kind of controlling and bad! the earrings !! the earrings that kept her from seeing the bad futures !! but he also loved her, he did. their relationship was doomed from the start but he tried. she loved him back too, thats why it didnt work. thats why it hurt so much. he loved his mother too,, the few brief interactions they got in arc 2 hurt me to my core because fuck foeslayer loved him too, even though she realises he's done bad things. and whiteout!! whiteout!! she's one of the only characters we see darkstalker actually properly caring about in a way that doesnt really hurt them somehow. i think she loved him too,, she tried to warn him, she did :( ive thought about them a lot, maybe darkstalker trying to calm whiteout down at times, or them hiding with each other while arctic and foeslayer fought. arctic and foeslayer make me really ill too but this rant is getting long enough as it is. darkstalker lost a little of his pizzazz in arc two because of how domination focused he was and the writing went more focused on making him this evil, hateable villain [imo] than a relatable and understandable villain. which is the best kind of villain. i hate the peacemaker thing i hate it i hate it and that scene in book ten makes me cry every time because he was hurt by it he was so hurt by it. he didnt need a second chance, he needed to die, he needed to reconcile with himself and accept that there was no way he would ever save any of it. something like him coming to his senses, him realising everything he's done is awful and hurtful and he's not ever going to be able to fix it, but he can at least apologise even if the icewings dont accept his apology, not all of them, they'll understand they havent been hating a monster without feelings this whole time,, and maybe some of them can start to understand him and they can start to heal and they can stop hurting each other. but he needed to die and it needed to be on his own terms and i think foeslayer shouldve gotten her peace with that and i think if i were here i wouldve chosen to die too. the world is so different from what either of them knew and i would be tired of trying to change and i would be tired of trying to fix it and i think ending that legacy right there and right then with the two of them together wouldve been good. and maybe foeslayer can tell darkstalker she loves him - maybe she never had time when he was a kid - and maybe he can tell her too and they can leave that world together with the knowledge that they tried but they dont have to try anymore.

#if you're just here to say “i hate darkstalker” fuck off btw <3 #hound.txt #wings of fire #darkstalker wof #darkstalker wings of fire #idk what to tag this with even???#enjoy. have fun.

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Hello! I want to make a petition for jason todd with a reader who basically has a personality and background of yui komori, that is, she is super kind, sensitive, shy and who went through a very traumatic situation related to kidnapping and abuse and who because of that she is very scared and has post traumatic stress disorder, i hope it's not so dark for you and i don't want you to write this if you don't want to.

⚠️ I don’t believe I accurately depicted PTSD in this…like at all, most of my info on it came from the NHS website on PTSD. So please take this depiction with a pinch of salt.⚠️

Jason has a body littered with scars, wether it be the ones on his body, his heart or his mind. Scars that could turn anyone away and despite knowing that he has the ability to push you away whenever he wanted, to offer you an opening to leave when things started getting serious, he never could when you held his face in your hands and looking at him with those worried eyes of yours; Looking through him and into his soul as though he was anything but a broken man.

Jason becomes soft, sweet and overbearingly domestic when he’s with you because all he wants for you in your relationship was the best treatment, for to him, you were the most precious thing to have ever walked into his life and he never wants to take advantage of that. To Jason, to take advantage of a good thing were a bastard move and those who did that sort of thing weren’t worth their salt nor worth their partners time nor love.

There were days where Jason would stop reading and instead watch what you were doing from the corner of his eye, smiling to himself as he vowed to himself to never let moments like these slip from his fingers, to never let you slip from his fingers and protect you to the best of his abilities.

Jason would be willing to do anything you wished/desired, he believes that if he were to find some interest in your hobbies, he’d find all the more things to share with you and receive in return. It’s his most favourite thing in your relationship, when you share things and in return learn even more things from the other.

Jason has always been taken aback by everything you did for him and even though you knew he could do them himself but you always insisted that you could help him as payment for everything he’s done for you in return and how you felt helpless and or useless for standing on the side lines whilst he patches himself up from his nightly vigilante activities.

He’d always tell you that it wasn’t your responsibility to clean up after him but whenever he’d come home, nursing a couple more bruises and cuts then usual, you were already out of your shared room with the first aid kit with a determined look on your face as you tell him to sit on the nearest flat surface as you disinfect his wounds and ice his bruises.

Meanwhile Jason would stare at you adoringly, only snapping out from his stupor when you tended to a particularly nasty would on his side causing him to hiss out a harsh ‘fuck.’ Causing you to drop everything in order to apologise profusely for causing him more harm and it wasn’t until then that Jason clocked how you became rigid and on the defensive within the blink of an eye; all the while with a frightened look upon your face and how you’d made yourself look small compared to him as though you were trying to show that you were of not threat to him.

Jason took this sudden moment of realisation to recall the moments where his aggression would slip out accidentally and how you’d react by way of flinching, backing yourself into a corner, your breath hitching in your throat, avoidant eye contact or straight up apologising for things you had nothing to do with whatsoever.

Originally he was pissed that you had past experiences of what he assumed were abusive and or manipulative relationships but was quick to realise that by giving into his anger would only make you more hesitant in opening up to him about your past, your problems and might even cause a crack in your relationship.

So he calmed himself down through some deep breathing, clearing away his mind of some violent thoughts aimed towards the people that had dared in laying their hands on you with harmful and the most vile of intentions; before looking over at your scared form with soft eyes and said; ‘you should never be made to apologise for things that aren’t your fault or doing, sweetheart. You just caught me by surprise is all, we’re alright, we’re okay.’

‘You. did. nothing. wrong.’ He states firmly but what broke his heart even further was your soft response of ‘okay.’

The next time something similar happened was when you began experiencing nightmares of your time being a sacrificial lamb for a household of vampires, stuck in the middle of nowhere. You honestly thought you were going to die there with how often they fed off you that you still got the scars from every place that they’ve ever fed from.

sometimes you’d have moments where it was as though you were stuck in that household again, experiencing the piercing of fangs digging your skin again and again, and again, and again, and they’d always occur in the parts of your body where you’ve been bitten before, one, twice, even multiple times. You would even remember the feeling sensation of lightheadedness from how ‘carried away’ they’d get during their feeds.

It didn’t matter whether or not they needed to feed on you as often as they did but it wasn’t like there was anything you could’ve done to defend yourself. You were a human going up against the supernatural, you were fated to loose that fight real fast and you didn’t wish to think of what could’ve happened has you died trying; you wondered even less about what they’d do to your body afterwards.

you reframed from looking at them when you got changed for bed or went into a shower. Hell you barely looked into any reflective surface in fear of your eyes drifting towards the fang marks that littered your neck and be transported back to that hellhole.

One night, it had gotten so bad to the point where you couldn’t bring your self to going back to sleep and seek a safe haven within the kitchen, where you helped yourself to liquid magic in the form of tea/coffee; Focusing on the taste and the way it goes done your throat more so then anything but also being hyper aware of your situation, going so far as to bring down with you a metal bat that Jason got for you.

Not those aluminium ones that bent after a couple of hits, but bats mad out of proper strong stuff that would do more damage to the recipient of the blows, rather then the bat itself.

So when Jason awoke to you not being in bed, he’s immediately presuming the worst has happened and is quick to act by flying down the stairs, but back in the kitchen the frantic sound of feet clambering down the stairs had you already on your feet, bat in hand as you readied to defend yourself.

‘Woah! Sweetheart! It’s me!’ Jason would say, hands in the air when he noted the bat in your hand. ‘Nightmare?’ He’d ask, having been in your place a fair share of times. So if there was anyone to note the signs, it was Jason. ‘Yeah.’ You said weakly, still gripping the bat despite feeling better knowing that it was only Jason. Your body however was still very much coming down from acting upon your inbuilt fight or flight instincts.

‘Mind if I join you?’ He then asked, gesturing to the space next to you.

‘Please.’ Was all you said.

‘Okay.’ With that Jason made himself a strong coffee and stood on the other side of the kitchen as to give you space but he could tell you appreciated him not delving deeper into it and he couldn’t blame you, the trauma of the past never truly goes away and it’s never an easy topic for one person to tackle on their own.

Right now you can both attempt in catching up on those shows you’ve been meaning to catch up on tougher.

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justatypicalwizard · 1 year

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Wants Within | S. Shinazugawa | Chapter 6

✦ Sanemi Shinazugawa x femReader!, college au, reader is adult

✦ Synopsis: You're a college student taking classes with a very strict lecturer- professor Shinazugawa. Because of an unfortunate even you got on his bad side so now you're trying everything to regain in his eyes. Well, you most certainely didn't expect that kind of attention.

✦ Word count: 3k

18+, minors do not interact

The trip back went smoothly. It was less tiring than climbing up, sun reaching and caressing your face with its warm, autumn rais. You and your professor talked about your schedules, are you happy with them, about the university itself, some weird or funny situations related to it and so on and so forth. It was nice to have a normal talk with him, making him less and less scary in your eyes. Now, he was not the enigmatic, attractive professor that could make your life in college a living hell with one of his assignments. Now, he was just young, interesting and strict.

Back at the resort you were all staying in, life came back to its normal pace. Students were everywhere, completing some assignments, talking to their professors, chilling on sofas and doing all sorts of other things. Your major had one more small trip around the resort to gather at least a few samples for everyone. You had the biggest amount of different containers.

After dinner, people taking classes with Shinazugawa were supposed to gather in the main hall to deal with the samples. They were supposed to be taken back to the university for further research, but first they had to be secured. They were mostly simple things, but they demanded time.

Everyone was slowly finishing, but you weren't even in the middle. All the morning samples were still waiting. You also didn't know how to manage them, Shinazugawa only gave instructions for the ones everyone had.

In the corner of your eye, you see the white haired man coming your way. You were one of the last people sitting in the hall.

''When you finish with the standard ones, come to my room and we'll deal with the morning samples.'' He gave you instructions and you gladly nodded.

✦

Some time later, you finally did all you had to do here and started to pack the rest, about to headt to Shinnazugawas room. You made your way up some stairs and into the quiet part of the resort. Apart from the noisy area that the students occupied, this one here was totally peaceful.

You were just about to turn the corner to face your professor's door, when you heard a voice.

''We need to talk, let me in.'' You were unfamiliar with the woman that was talking, but she was definitely pissed.

Peeking around a bit, you spotted Shinazugawa standing in his room's door frame and a small, black haired lady. It was the same one you saw in the morning, smiling at the speaking professor. Was she one of the Kocho sisters?

''We have nothing to talk about.'' Shunazygawas voice was harsh, like you've never heard it.

''Oh yes, we do. This happens all over again, because you won't talk to us.'' The black haired spat out. ''You own her a big apology.''

''I already apologised, many times in fact.'' The white haired man kept his cool, but it was visibly running out.

''It was not sincere. She doesn't believe you, we don't believe you.

''I told you everything I had to say.''

''You're lying. There must be something that you're hiding. A diploma? You left her because of a diploma? Did she disturb your work so hard? Or maybe she was unwanted competition and you did it to kick her out of the rat race, hm?'' Her voice was venomous, burned out with hatred. ''Or did you just use her? You knew she only wated to have sex in a stable relationship and you played the fiance just to get her? Or you had a romance? Tell me, what was it?''

This was some deep shit that you were not supposed to hear. You could nearly imagine Shinazugawa doing all those things to the slender, fragile woman that the Kocho looked like. But would he really do that? What was the reason that he broke the engagement?

''These are some wild assumptions that I would never dare to do. You think about it too much and come to crazy conclusions. I've already told the both of you why I'm no longer with her.''

''It's bullshit.''

''It's true. You just can't suck up the truth, that your sister is not so perfect after all.'' He finally snapped out at her. ''Like I said, I won't talk about that any longer. All this here is unprofessional and please leave me alone, I'm waiting for a student. She might be here anytime.''

The younger Kocho looked pale, yet her face was smooth. The anger must have been deeply rooted within her and she taught herself how to control it.

''It's not the end of it.''

With that, the woman left.

You waited for some time, back sticked to the wall, breathing as quietly as possible. You felt so stupid. Not only did you hear something you shouldn't have, you never actually thought about turning around and walking away as soon as you realised you shouldn't be here. You just stood there, listening with curiosity to everything they said. Now, you're also curious. Is Shinazugawa the bad guy, or maybe that Kocho also did something?

All in emotions, you finally made your way to the door, knocking gently on it. It swung open, to reveal an angry face that faced away as soon as he realised who came. If you didn't know about the talk from just a while ago, you would think he is angry with you. Now, you felt sorry, that he had to hide his emotions so much and pretend like nothing ever happened.

Gesturing, he let you in. It was clean, none of his things particularly visible. Just a pair of glasses and a book on the nightstand, some papers on the desk and his phone tossed on a shelf. Apart from that, the room looked like every other hotel room.

He took the samples from you and instantly started talking about them. No smalltalk, chitchat, scolding or jokes. You weren't surprised by this. After such an emotional rollercoaster, you would be crawling under your bed sheets.

Somewhere halfway through the samples that you both managed in silence someone knocked on the door. Shinazugawa glanced at the entrance with anger still lingering in his eyes. He excused you and opened, revealing a tall woman with long, black hair.

She was dressed extremely pretty. It looked as if she picked a fancy pyjama set for purpose. It was not too comfy to look unprofessional, but it was also not everyday dressing. She had a loose, white dress, some sort of a knitted cardigan on top and soft, silky shoes that looked very delicate and classy. Her long hair was let loose, framing her form. A small smile planted on her pink lips, while she looked at the white haired man.

Compared to that goddess, you looked like Sith.

''May we talk to you, Sanemi?'' It was the first time you heard someone talk to him by his first name.

''I'm busy, as you can see.'' He pointed your way and the goddess gave you a glance.

She blinked with her long lashes a few times before crooking her neck and giving you a small smile. You smiled back, feeling like a rabbit in front of a speeding car. They didn't know you knew, but you knew. You tried to look as shocked and puzzled as you could.

Looking behind the tall beauty, you spotted the shorter, scarier one standing behind her. Her expression was a whole other world. She was dressed casually and had a serious face. Putting her hands on her sister's hips, she moved her gently aside, pushed through Shinazugawa and standed next to you, looking at your hands and investigating your composure.

''Leave.'' You stared at her, eyes wide.

''You can't do that, that's my student and we are in the middle of something.'' The white haired man came closer to the short woman.

Younger Kocho burned holes in his face, heering the 'in the middle of something' part. You knew what she was thinking about and you felt very uneasy. You didn't want to get dragged down into this.

Standing up, you grabbed your phone and notebook, all of them looking at you. Stepping aside, you walked to the door.

''I'm sorry for taking your personal time, professor. If you are busy, we can reschedule this. I really didn't want to bother, sorry once more.'' Maybe you tried to help him a bit, giving the sisters a hint that you were the one that asked to come here. Or maybe you just wanted to get out of there as fast as possible and that was the first thing that came to your mind.

Whatever, you were standing outside the door, the younger Kocho looking at you in a judging manner, the older still with that smile plastered on her face and Shinazugawa with a shocked and apologetic look.

''I'm sorry for the disturbance but we have some urgent matters to discuss.'' The older sister nodded your way, before closing the door gently.

Even though it was all over for you, you started to feel curious. Now, when you were safe in your own personal space once more, you wanted to hear what was going on, who was guilty, could you really look at Shinazugawa the way you looked at him before?

But wait, what way did you look at him before?

He was smart, very, very smart. Like, sexy smart if you're into science stuff. That coldish and demanding manner scared you at first, but now you saw that it has a purpose. His excitement and passion about the things he likes. The top two buttons of that damn white shirt of his. His slender hips and wide arms, toned muscled under the fitted tee. His white hair, always messy and those pale, lavender eyes that could pierce through you, but also turn you on so hard.

Oh gee...

You had a crush on him. The tension you felt about him being such a charming man now added up with the connection you thought you had. The small talks and the fact he showed intentionally or not, his human side made you fall.

Ah! You would think about it later. Now, you need to know what they are talking about. Thinking and analysing, you registered that this was the last room on the corner. Just next to it was a small balcony, connected to the corridor. If Shinazugawa had his window open, you could hear if you would stand on that balcony.

Not wasting time, you rushed to the place. You felt nasty, but also so good. You won't tell anyone, that was a promise you made to yourself, no matter how many things you will hear and what they will be about, you won't tell anyone. You just had to know, if Shinazugawa was a bastard and you're a stupid goose, or was it not his fault.

Reaching the balcony, you thanked all the gossiping gods. His window was open, right next to the balcony and his blinds were down so they wouldn't see you here. Keeping your breath in, you listened to what they were saying.

''This was far too much. You come here, interrupt my planned study session, kick out MY student and start a fight.'' You heard Shinazugawas voice.

''I said we need to talk. Besides, I don't believe in that 'study session'. You always liked to mess around with a lot of girls.'' The younger Kocho started.

''That was in highschool and you're out of your mind. It's disrespectful of you to even think about her in such a manner.''

''I know you.''

''You know shit.''

''Why do you defend her so much? You don't care about others.'' The short woman was still striking him with questions.

''Because she's my student and you're attacking her. You're basically calling her a bitch that sleeps with me to get good grades.''

''Then why does she have such good grades?''

''Because she's a good student for fucks sake. She also has some bad ones just like everyone else.''

''What, did she suck off your dick bad?''

''Enough!'' You heard the white haired shout.

''Shinobu, that was out of line. I think that girl has nothing to do here.'' The third voice stood up.

''Don't ever talk about my students like that.'' he was still fuming.

''That's not what we wanted to talk about here.'' The older Kocho stated in a quiet voice.

You didn't know how that Shinobu reacted, but they just kept talking.

''I just want a real explanation of why you left. You told that it was because of the misunderstandings, but I don't see what I did wrong.'' The older one kept talking. ''That's why I feel like you're lying. Just tell the truth, please.''

There was a second of silence.

''If I tell you everything, will you leave me once and forever?'' Shinazugawa sighed.

''Yes.'' The younger one answered quickly.

''Great. Did you ever consider Kanae, that I never wanted that engagement? I don't know what you told Shinobu, but she pressured, and finally offended me for so long that I finally proposed to you just to have it off my head. She threatened me that if I don't propose to you she will talk you into leaving me right away. And you know what?'' He paused for a second. ''I believed her. I was scared that once again, I was not enough. You wanted a husband and a family, I was just a mere boyfriend. I was scared, because I didn't want to do that, but I was more scared of losing you. We were together for so long then, at least that was in my stupid mind. I thought that it won't change much between us. We were in college, living together and having fun, starting our careers. Well, I was wrong. You guys, both of you, started to bombard me with hundreds of expectations. You never considered my emotions. The two of you talked between yourself about how I'm supposed to talk, act, behave, think, everything. I didn't get to decide whether I could do something or not, your needs were always the first. I felt like I was dating not Kanae, but both of you. The fucking good and bad policemen. You always had something to say, to add, to correct in me. And there were two of you. I had no one who could show me what a toxic relationship looks like. Do you recall how because of a tea with your parents I missed Genyas graduation? Shinobu said, that Genya had average grades so it's nothing special, and your parents what to give me a job proposition.''

''Because they wanted, and it was a far better job than you could gain yourself with the education you had. You had to start to think like and adult!'' Shinobu spat out.

''I was thinking like an adult! You are the two who are stuck in highschool drama. Me and Genya are fucking orphans, I took care for him for as long as I remember. Do you think there is anything more important for me than him? Yet, I missed it, because I was stupid enough to believe you, that if don't come, you will break up with me.''

''You should have priorities, your wife should be on...'' He didn't let her end.

''Kanae was never my wife. She was never more important than Genya, and you know why? Because I was the only fucking adult then, you two acted like brats. Do you really thought, that at twenty two I would still act like that fifteen year old sneaking through your window? That we would be sweethearts to the end of time? Grow up! Yes I did tell you that I will always be yours, but I was fifteen! That didn't mean anything and you know damn well we were too young to make any serious decisions. Yet, you stuck to your perfect life scenario and treated me just like a component that has to fit in. I was sick of that. I'm a person with feelings and dreams that I want to pursue. You never acknowledged that I've grown and changed. People grow up and grow apart, that's how life works. Please just let go of me, you destroyed too many things. Please just stop and vanish from my life. All you gave me at the end was anxiety and hundert missed opportunities to be myself. I wanted to be myself, not labelled as your boyfriend. You rooted out my feelings for you yourself. Now please, just go.''

Silence fell upon all of them. That was way deeper than you thought.

''I'm sorry I wasn't your perfect man and that I didn't grow to your expectations. We just naturally started to drift apart and we both must accept it. It's over Kanae.''

After a short while you heard the door opening. They didn't even say anything and they are leaving. Guess they really didn't consider such an answer. Then, you heard the voice of the older one once more.

''Sanemi, you need to know that I still have a place in my heart for you. If you would ever want to reconsider, I'm here. I can change for you.''

''Stop Kanae, I don't want this. I doubt you'll ever change, just go look for your knight on a white horse. I don't say I don't believe that you'll find someone like that. I just want you to know that it won't be me. We've been together for over eight years, but now, it's over.''

''Can I kiss you one last time?'' She asked.

Your stomach sank a bit. A goddess like her kissing Shinazugawa. What if he remembers all the things she loved about her and reconsiders? Even if not, the image of them sharing one last passionate kiss was just hurtful.

''No, please don't touch me.'' Was his only answer.

Now you knew that he definitely had enough of her. If he didn't even want to do her that last favour, she must have hurt him enough.

You heard the door close. They were both gone.

SERIES MASTERLIST

#demon slayer #kimetsu no yaiba #kny #demon slayer sanemi #kimetsu no yaiba sanemi #sanemi shinazugawa #sanemi x reader #sanemi x you #college #university #college student #shinazugawa x reader #demon slayer shinazugawa #shinazugawasanemi #sanemi x y/n #sanemi smut

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mailjeevasfan · 10 months

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Im the person who asked about ftm reader x wammy boys and Light, it was great so...any headcanons about those same characters finding out about their S/O's eating disorder I'm tryna get over it but your fics make me so happy -🕸️ (if that emoji is available for your anons!)

thank you !!!

TW ED! look after yourselves ily guys

dn boys x gn!reader

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dn boys finding out about s/o’s ed ❦

light

i feel like you’d kind of have to explain it to him in detail for him to understand better if that makes sense ? after he begins to understand better, he might want you to speak to a professional. he’d be very concerned about this and would want to help, but would be afraid to say the wrong thing. if you weren’t comfortable doing this though, he’d do everything he could to ease you into recovery

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l lawliet

he has troubles with his own diet, even if it’s a very different kind of thing to what you’re struggling with. my point is that he understands having not the best relationship with food. he would use this to try and relate to you on some level but would use his logic and analysis more. he’d research a lot more about it and monitor you, not in a suffocating way but in a more secret way. he’d try his best to get you back to a better diet

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mello

understands troubles with eating to a certain extent, similar to l. will try and be as comforting as possible but may be blunt at times. he’d be so worried that he’d end up snapping, but would ofc regret it. he would apologise for this and promise to help you in any way he could. just tell him what you need, whatever’s going to help you, and he will do it

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matt

i always think that in general, matt likes to avoid problems in any way. when it comes to his s/o’s problems, he’d try and use distraction as a way to help them through it at times. so at first, he’d be a little lost, unsure of how to handle this issue. he’d eventually get the hang of things after he understood your struggles more specifically, and he’d give you a lot of positive encouragement. he’d reassure you a lot around eating and try and keep your mind off of it when he knew you were having challenging and upsetting thoughts.

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he’d probably do a lot of research on the topic of eds and keep it specific to whatever you’re struggling with. he’d maybe have an emotionless way of dealing with things, but he’d definitely reassure you a lot and provide you with a lot of comfort, even if that isn’t what he’s used to doing.

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#death note #mail jeevas #mello #mihael keehl #l lawliet #light yagami #matt #death note x reader #near #nate river #mello x reader #mail jeevas x reader #near x reader #light x reader

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codgod · 9 months

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OKAY. slightly more comprehensive and hopefully more useful tips for writing qmariana because the other post i made was kinda a mess. this one also is but hopefully less so. this is basically me expounding upon everything i already said + adding info from a lot of the tags i got on the original post pointing out stuff i didn’t mention

also going to mention again that a lot of this IS related to slimeriana because that’s the main flavour of qsmp fics i read BUT they should all work as general pointers. slimeriana are just gonna end up as my go-to examples for what i’m talking about. and second disclaimer that i barely speak even basic spanish so there are probs gonna be even more things i may have missed or messed up, i’m forging through with the power of youtube auto translate

all that said, here:

he’s not great at speaking english —

it is okay to write a character not being good at speaking a language! i don’t know why everyone seems to be fine with writing charlie speaking broken spanish but not the other way around. so many times i’ve seen him written as speaking perfect english and then just sometimes swearing or having a few lines of dialogue in spanish, if even that. that is simply just not how he talks

common things i personally have noticed mariana does: repeats words, says words that sound similar to the one he wants but not Quite [think words that rhyme or have a similar sound to them, like nipples and pimples lol], he’ll often get frustrated and switch back to spanish and just rely on the translator, especially for longer or more complex sentences/statements, there’ll sometimes be pauses between words or he talks slowly. he tries his best to speak english around the english speaking server members but again, will also just speak spanish and use the translator if he’s gonna be talking a lot

other small things: he swears quite a bit, and has a few favourites [namely mamahuevo (eng equivalent is cocksucker) is the one that comes to mind. and i don’t feel like i’m writing this out correctly but also chinga tu madre (fuck you/fuck your mother? i think?). in english the first one that comes to mind is motherfucker]. also calls kids mami/papi a lot, not even just juanaflippa

he’s almost always written as either too nice OR too mean —

he’s not a one-dimensional piece of paper just there to either dote on slime or make his life hell. he jokes and teases and he has a bit of a harsh sense of humour sometimes, but he’s very rarely malicious in his actions. if he’s really in the wrong about something he’ll get defensive, but will eventually end up apologising

that said, again, he’s not always nice! he gives as good as he gets when slime picks fights with him, he and bobby had a very playfully antagonistic relationship as far as i could tell. it’s like picking playful fights is part of his love language

he was always very sweet to juanaflippa though :D except a few teasing jokes here and there. he was a good dad, besides the murder JHVSJD

speaking of his sense of humour —

it can be very… blunt? for lack of a better word? he says some bizarre shit with a completely straight face. best example i can think of is him suggesting he and charlie could play a porn game together because they wouldn’t have to talk. obviously that’s cc not character, but it carries over. or, alternatively, the circumcision bit on day 1. basically if u watch charlie more, look at his sense of humour and translate it into spanish — there’s a reason they get along so well :D zero normal people in this relationship. the most you’ll get is them occasionally passing the “straight man” role back and forth, getting bewildered at each other but ultimately going along with whatever the bit is

he’s not a cheater! —

i know. i know ppl like the angst. but he never actually cheated on slime, not beyond being kinda flirty with other men but then pulling back and saying he was married whenever they returned that energy. he’s a bitch, but a loyal one /silly

but seriously, qmariana loves his family so much. he always wanted things to work out between him and slime. the only mc skin of his that actually shows his hands has him wearing his wedding ring, for christs sake. he’s not an absentee father, and he’s not a cheater, he just likes to joke flirt with his friends

he’s very open about his emotions! —

i have never once known this man to hide his feelings or be stoic in any situation. if he’s sad he cries, if he’s angry or frustrated he yells and swears, if he’s happy he laughs. if you are writing mariana as a person to keep his feelings hidden you are Doing It Wrong. the most he might do is hide one emotion behind another, but he’s almost always showing something

he LOVES music —

this man will sing at any given opportunity. he quotes song lyrics out of nowhere constantly. english, spanish, doesn’t matter, he loves music. it is literally always worth it to have him singing a lullaby to juanaflippa in a fic because it is both very in character and very cute

#.txt #qsmp #qsmp mariana #there we gooooo #this is better #still open for people to add or correct things in the tags #i just wanted a better post for my own peace of mind

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i know az has to (properly) apologize and make up for his past actions but i'm really curious how he's going to develop romantic feelings for y/n? i've been thinking about this for a while

honestly the only reason i read cbmthy is because i find y/n so relatable lol at first i used to cheer for her and az to be together but now the thought of them having a romantic relationship makes me feel kind of overwhelmed? anxious? (idk if i worded it right, english isn't my first language, sorry </3)

like i want her to just move on but at the same time i don't?

i want him to have a good grovelling arc before everything, like i need this man to REALLY regret his past words and actions, especially after he realizes his feelings for her (i trust you on this one tabby 🫡)

‘i'm really curious how he's going to develop romantic feelings for y/n?’

So I have ideas for this, but I suppose ultimately it’s up to the individual whether or not what happens will be enough to sway perspectives? I don’t believe myself to be a particularly compelling writer, so honestly there will probably be some people who I won’t be able to convince, which is a shame and I kind of wish I was better at writing and planning fics for that purpose?

I’m aware also some of the ideas I have might be quite out there? Not in terms of insanity but rather I think they’re fairly normal, uninteresting ideas? But I think they might need some peace and domesticity to become comfortable around one another? Yes I would love to write about a secret masquerade ball where they attend together, or an massive invasion where they manage to fight off invaders side my side to build trust, but I just don’t feel like that would be believable? 🫣 I’m worried people will find what happens boring because I’m not planning of having every chapter be something like a life or death duel, or read and Az arguing, or them working together to solve a plot against the Night Court? A fair portion of it I’m thinking might just be reader becoming accustomed to the IC and the IC to her in a fairly normal way? And I suppose my task will be to make it interesting to read so it’s not boring filler 🫢🫣

‘honestly the only reason i read cbmthy is because i find y/n so relatable lol at first i used to cheer for her and az to be together but now the thought of them having a romantic relationship makes me feel kind of overwhelmed? anxious? (idk if i worded it right, english isn't my first language, sorry </3)’

I mean, their history is kind of a mess, so I don’t blame you? It makes me anxious thinking of how to get them together 🫣😭

‘i want him to have a good grovelling arc before everything, like i need this man to REALLY regret his past words and actions, especially after he realizes his feelings for her’

I’m realising it probably won’t be grovelling in the literal sense? Probably more a lot of apologising and people fumbling around each other from being unsure how to act? I’m not sure if I can even say that, since I’m finding a surprising amount of the story kind of writes itself? I start with a plan and then different words piece themselves together so I can only offer a rough idea of what will actually happen—sorry that’s so unhelpful!! 😭🧡💛

‘(i trust you on this one tabby 🫡)’

Thank you (but oh my gosh okay I’ll really try not to mess anything up!!! 🫣🫢😭)

#anons <3 #cbmthy

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book review: Keedie by Elle McNicoll

Set five years before Elle McNicoll's debut A Kind of Spark, this book follows Keedie in her mission to confront the bullies in her school. The book addresses topics such as teenage popularity, standing up for what is right, and complicated relationships between siblings.

Before this book I had already read A Kind of Spark and watched its TV show adaptation, and Keedie was my favourite character of both. So I was very excited about this book from the second I first heard about it. And it didn't disappoint! This book gave me almost everything I could have wished for.

I loved getting to meet Keedie's friends, Bonnie and Angel, who are also autistic, but have different support needs to Keedie. I would have liked to have seen more of them!

Keedie's relationships with her sisters, Nina and Addie, change throughout this book. I thought their dynamics as siblings were written very well. Nina's role in the story was particularly interesting, painting a very realistic picture of what it might be like to be fourteen years old and trying to fit in.

From this point on, I will be discussing spoilers for Keedie. If you don't want to see those, stop reading here!

Firstly, I loved this scene with Keedie and Mr Allison in the library. Keedie tells Mr Allison how she didn't like the books he'd recommended to her, which were all about the main characters having an autistic sibling, rather than autistic people getting to be the heroes themselves.

"Well, I'll be on the hunt for better. The school wants more representation in the library." "Oh, there's some good stuff," I tell him. "Sherlock Holmes. Vincent Van Gogh. Mr Darcy. Jo and Beth March. Mr Dick from David Copperfield." His eyes dance with surprise. "I'm impressed. And they're all autistic?" "Sure," I say, heading for the exit. "They just don't have the paperwork."

I loved this part because it referenced some characters that I also think are autistic. Especially Beth March and Mr Darcy. I've always found them so relatable and thought they would be autistic if they were real and living in a time when they were able to express themselves and get a diagnosis. Maybe I could make another post about book characters I think are autistic. Would you find that interesting?

It crept up on us, this loss of how things used to be. People are now swept up in what other people think of them. From the choking taste of hairspray in the bathrooms to the group chats, something has shifted.

I really liked this description of the change that happens in school as you enter the teenage years. It's such a shame that it happens. Imagine how much nicer the world could be if we were all free to be ourselves, without worrying what others would think.

In the scene where Keedie speaks up for April when she is hit by the snooker ball, I liked how her differences that might be seen as a bad thing by some were useful in doing something good.

Other people have stops in their heads, like the barriers that come down to block a car from driving across train tracks. Other people keep certain words and behaviours inside, the barriers come down and they don't act. They wait. I don't have those barriers. Never have.

When Keedie confronts her sister after Nina's friends bullied Bonnie at the Founders' Day celebration, Nina says this:

"I did nothing!" Nina shouts, suddenly animated. "As usual, I did nothing wrong!"

Which I think is such an important point about how compliance and being a bystander to bullying is actually just as bad as doing the bullying itself.

"Exactly," I say coarsely. "You did nothing."

At the same time, I do feel for Nina, because I remember what it was like to be in her situation. You feel as if you have to go along with the bullies, because if you don't, they will turn on you too. And I'm glad she saw the error of her ways and apologised to Keedie at the end.

At the birthday party, this happens once again:

I silently challenge Nina with a glare. She can make all this go away. She can check her friends. She can take them somewhere else. She can stand up to them, stand up for us, for once. She can make a difference and choose not to be a bystander to her friends and their bullying tactics. But she says nothing.

I thought it was really accurate how in this scene, the type of bullying that Nina's friends use is one that might not seem like bullying to an outsider. Patronising tones, saying horrible things whilst smiling. It becomes worse later, but it is still the type of bullying that is difficult to report. Targets of bullying like this might not tell anyone because of how difficult it is to explain, or they might question whether to report at all, whether the problem is even real or if they're just overexaggerating it. I know this because it happened to me.

"Want to know the worst thing about being autistic? It's not the autism." I throw the napkin down and push back my chair. "It's people like you."

I really liked this ongoing metaphor of the North Star, as Keedie's reason to keep fighting.

If I'm a voyager of sorts, Bonnie is my North Star. I keep one eye on her at all times, no matter the state of the current, and I keep sailing towards it. She's my only North Star and that will never change.

When Keedie tries to give Angel's dad money so that Addie can go to his school, she doesn't have enough. But Angel's dad tells her:

"You be the person you needed at her age. Be her rock. Be the tree that doesn't move in the storm. You can do that, I know you can, you already are!"

I think this really influences Keedie to become the person we know in A Kind of Spark. She realises that she can't change her past, but she can change Addie's future, to make Addie's experience of growing up better than her own.

It's time to stop hunting sea monsters and start rescuing sharks. To keep gazing up at that North Star. Polaris never was just one star in the sky: it looks like a single bright light but it's made up of multiple stars.

Have you read Keedie? What did you think of it? Did you find it relatable in the same ways I did, or in different ones? Let me know in the comments!

#actually autistic #autism awareness #autistic adult #autistic community #keedie #a kind of spark #akos

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em-writes-stuff-sometimes · 9 months

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The amount of crying I did because of chapter 5 🗿my eyes are so swollen

I couldn’t stop thinking about that scene from the show when Nyra and Daemon are walking around the shore and she says to him that he left, and she’s been so alone. Putting Babey into the scene there… I feel it ten times more for her

Losing her mother so young and then to lose Brella, that’s when I started SOBBING, I can’t imagine feeling so alone and being so little, i relate so much to that change because of personal reasons, to have to put first appearances, the way you act or the way you will be perceived before your feelings is a big burden to bear, especially as a child. And with the whole Nyra and Alicent feud, being young and little is not equal to being ignorant, and I feel so bad for OC because in a way, even subconsciously she was forced to pick a side

And with Alicent, this installment of the series feels so important and is so so beautiful because it puts into perspective how much she cared for Baby, with the tea incident that we have in the other series, even though her actions where flawed I can feel where her heart was when she made that decision. I truly truly think Alicent loved her a lot. They were just girls, little sweet girls 😭.

Hoping we can see more of her relationship with the *stepsiblings*, i know for a fact now that girlie never loved Aegon lmao, but the affection that she has for Healena is so sweet, the need of a big sister to protect 🫶🏻, I can’t quite capture or imagine what she will think about Aemond though… intriguing

It would be so sweet if we got a reunion between Brella and Babey (now with children of her own), even though, much like the memory of Aemma she probably doesn’t remember her much. And with Daemon disgust for the people of the Vale I don’t see that happening anytime soon lol

I also can’t wait for the war to be over so she can see cute, sweet, girl dinner Uncle 🫣, fingers crossed, hoping he doesn’t throw her aside while he fawns over Nyra.

I hope my sentences make sense lol, English is my second language and I haven’t written in a long time but I wanted to tell you how much I loved chapter 5. I love love love you and your series so much! Also sorry if I butchered a name, I have terrible memory and forget how to write them 💀

Hey, nonnie! Don’t apologise for your English, it is excellent! English is such a shit language, too, the rules have exceptions all over the joint because it’s a jumbled mix of warring root languages. Don’t worry—you’re nailing it! Plus, you’ve DEFINITELY spelled all the names right, which is a definite win!

I didn’t realise before starting this instalment quite how sad it would end up being—all I’d thought was “yay, little Babey, how cute”. Then I realised I’d have to actually go into detail about all the ways life fucks her over before the main events. Of course, she doesn’t suffer, exactly. It’s not like she’s abused or neglected to the point her health suffers. But the insidiousness of it all is what I find interesting; she has power and position, she has wealth and everything she could want financially speaking, but she doesn’t have the belonging she craves. I think there are so many people who can relate to that in the sense that they were never truly someone else’s priority in the way they ought to have been. It is nice to sort of subvert the trope-y sort of ‘OC trauma’ narratives which, while absolutely valid and needing representation, explore the much more obvious ways in which a human being can experience pain at the hands of others. Alicent as well; I am trying hard to give her what grace I can in conveying that she really did do her best under the circumstances. None of these people start out as antagonistic—they are trying, which is what ultimately marks the tragedy of it all.

I am hoping to have snippets where I can of Babey and her half siblings, though they may get lost in the scope of the bits I want to prioritise. As for Brella…. I’m not sure if I’ll bring her back. Babey won’t remember her anymore, so it’s not exactly a reunion on her part, though for the reader it would of course be sweet. Hmmm. I’m thinking about it!

The war in the Stepstones is over! Daemon is BAAAACK in the latest chapter, which I hope you enjoy. Thank you so, so much for this truly lovely comment, nonnie! ❤️

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in the mabu timeline, how do you see the relation between Inupi and Wakasa post final fight. Do you think that Inupi is bitter toward him? Like Senju probably is?

Short answer: nah, not really, Inupi has Koko back, saving Hajime from himself was Inupi's goal and priority, everything else is a plus.

Long answer: I mean he doesn’t forget what Waka and Benkei did, they acted like fools, Inupi said that to their faces, they for sure had good intentions but the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

So maybe Inupi loses a little bit of respect for his senpais, but he still care about them and he understands they probably didn’t know the best solution either: helping Mikey (Shin’s brother, the man they decided to follow ) or staying with Senju.

Wakui unfortunately never really explained benwaka's thoughts on the matter, so I personally headcanon that they felt they own something to Mikey since they “raised” Senju when Takeomi started spiraling after Shin's Black Dragon disbanded, but probably were too shocked to help Mikey when Shin died (+ I also consider my other hc of Waka having drinking problems, after Shin's death since in the last character book it's mentioned he drinks A LOT, so probably Benkei had to care about Waka too for some time, besides thinking about the gym and Senju)

So yeah, Inupi does not really condone their actions, but understands very well from experience that in life things can be messy and are never black or white

So basically Inupi’s just happy that now everything is cleared because I believe that at some point benwaka would properly apologized to Senju and Inupi.

In his heart, Inupi already forgave them (also because he has Koko back, this helped him to reach and inner peace that he already had, living in a healthier environment without gangs and such, but now of course it's even better and even if it's not easy, he's happy with this new life) but it is nice they also admitted their mistakes. Sure Inupi believed in them, from Wakui’s sketch it seems Waka visited D&D and was on good terms with Inupi, but there wasn’t the close relationship they had with Senju

For her, I believe it’s more personal so while she’s happy they came back and apologized, she’s still bitter sometimes cause she still can’t understand how could they have acted like that

But it’s the kind of anger you have when you’re mad with a brother (one you have a good relationship with of course), benwaka understands why she’s bitter but Senju herself quickly will forgive them. She values her loved ones more than a misunderstanding, we saw she was willing to make things right with Haru, so I think she’d be the same with Waka and Benkei

I think the relationship with Waka will come back as it was in the past, friendly, senpai-kohai, brother-like.

I also kind of headcanon that Waka knew about the "break up" between Inupi and Koko, I guess Inupi told him about that, but Waka understood how important they are to each other, so in the very short time Waka and Koko are in the same gang, I guess Waka got his eyes on Koko, to see if the feelings went both ways.

I also guess that Koko knew Waka, at least by sight and because of course he was Inupi's senpai, so yeah, maybe Koko felt a little bit intimidated by Waka, while Waka was just trying to test the water lol

In the end, he is able to read Koko and his actual feelings for Inupi, so of course during the fight, he has to fight Inupi because he's an opponent in that moment, but he also hopes that it will be the kind of threat that pushes Koko to admit his feelings and finally listening to Inupi.

So yeah, maybe after the fight, once BenWaka apologised and all, maybe at some point, one day, Inupi will causally say thanks Waka & Benkei for "forcing" Koko to act

And they'be be like "I don't know what you're talking about"

Inupi just snorts. His senpais are really incapable to have an adult conversation sometimes, but he understands they got the message, so they're cool.

#tokyo revengers #inui seishu #imaushi wakasa #senju akashi #kokonoi hajime #inukoko #kokonui #arashi keizou #benkei #mabu tl #zae talks about tr #benwaka

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nobodynobodyno · 10 months

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bad buddy fandom getting-to-know-you meme!

tagged by @lamonnaie, meme created by @fiercynn

Thank you so much for the tag, I love this idea! 💛

note: i consider "fanworks" to pretty much everything people create related to a fandom, including but not limited to meta/analysis/discussion, gifs, fanvids/edits/fancams, filk, fanart, fanfic, fan food, fan crafts, etc. please include this note with the meme unless you have a different definition!

name and whatever you want to share about yourself

Hi! I'm Diana, I use she/her pronouns, I'm in my early twenties and I love reading and writing fics 😁

when did you watch bad buddy/join the fandom?

I started watching right before the finale aired, I think. I binged the whole thing and then watched episode 12 shortly after! But I only joined the fandom later, after a rewatch that made me see the show in a different light.

favorite ship(s) Pat/Pran, Ink/Pa, Wai/Korn, I love them all 🙈

favorite character(s) Pat and Pran

Pran because I relate to him and Pat because... I mean, he's perfect? Isn't he?

favorite episode(s) This one is hard, probably episode 5 when we switched to Pat's pov because I love how he wasted no time confessing to Pran after learning how he felt about him, and also episode 10 because it has my favourite scene in the whole show, will get to that one in a minute

favorite scene(s) The scene where Pran breaks down in Pat's arms on the rooftop 😭 That's actually the scene that got me into this show, a friend showed it to me and I was like, I have to watch this now! And I did, and ugh, I love how they're both hurting so much but Pat is trying to be strong for Pran and how Pran is being vulnerable with Pat for the first time in their relationship (probably) I love all of that! An honorable mention would be the scene in episode 4 where Pran starts crying after Pat tells him that he likes Ink (Can you tell I love angst?) And of course, the kiss, but everyone has already talked about the kiss.

one thing you would change about the show if you could

The fact that Pran apologised to Wai after Wai outed them in front of the whole school, like excuse me? And also the whole Pat-getting-shot-with-a-tiny-gun plot, which is a consequence of the Wai thing because they needed to redeem Wai, I guess, and I didn't like any of that, lol.

what are your some of your favorite fanworks made by other people

There are so many fics I love but I am going to resume to 5 in no particular order:

once more to see you by maywitherspoon where Pat finds a way to contact Pran before they start university and thus get reunited sooner, and let me tell you, it's amazing!

breathe by concerningcardigancollection where Pran is allergic to peanuts and almost dies, I love hurt/comfort fics and I love the way Pat is written here!

Cruel Summer by Frosche, Lothewriterofstories this one is pure pain. But I love pain, and it's a beautiful kind of pain, so definitely worth reading!

you can hear it in the silence by threewontons I call this the baby shark fic in my mind, it's a lovely soulmate au set in a world where soulmates can hear the songs the other person is listening to. I think it's such a unique take on soulmate aus and I love it!

don't go wasting your emotion by fiercynn a canon divergence au where Pat sees Pran crying in episode 4, I love canon divergence aus and this one is so sweet!

I also looove @kornswasianguyswag's fanart! Go send them some love!

(if you create fanworks) what are your favorite fanworks that you’ve made?

This is my ao3 account, I've written quite a few fics for bad buddy, I don't know if I could pick a favourite one 🤔 maybe this one because it's inspired by "Love, Rosie" and that movie is very dear to me. I'm also having a lot of fun writing my current wip where they are strangers and Pran is trying to seduce Pat is order to get revenge for his friends 🤭

a song that makes you think of bbs (the ones in the show don’t count lol)

Again, I have so many... every song I listen to makes me think of bbs, lol

Can I say Tilly Birds - คิด(แต่ไม่)ถึง (Same Page?) ? It wasn't in the show, it was in the mock trailer! And it always makes me think of them. And also Mitski - Francis Forever, it's like it was written by Pran during the years they were apart!

idk anything else you want us to know?

I'd love to make more bbs friends, so don't hesitate to dm me! 😁

I am going to tag @dropthedemiurge, @catboyjosten @feralmuskyscentedhoepran @non-binarypal7 and anyone else who sees this and wants to do it!

#tagged in #tag game #d rambles #bad buddy #thai dramas

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littleoddwriter · 2 years

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can i get some billy lenz, asa emory, stu macher and/or billy loomis headcanons with a male s/o who has autism pretty please

Slashers x Autistic!Male!Reader | Headcanons

Hey there! Sure thing! Thanks for the request, I hope you like these. :') Obviously, everybody has different symptoms that show in varying severity, so I tried to keep it as open as possible, so anyone could relate.

notes; Autistic!Male!Reader; Mentions of Stimming, Meltdowns, Shutdowns, and Sensory Overload.

Asa Emory/The Collector

Autism is actually one of the things you two have in common, which makes it a lot easier for both of you to be around each other, because you understand one another.

Most of the time when you two are talking it's just both of you going on about special interests, current interests, etc. And it's nice because Asa is the first one to really listen and engage in a conversation with you, then.

If you use stim toys, you can bet that thanks to Asa you'll have an abundance of them, not really knowing what to do with so many, but appreciative of it either way.

Asa himself is semi-verbal, so no matter how verbal you are, you two have a system to still communicate with each other. This system starts out early into your relationship and develops with it. Cards, apps, bracelets, hand signals, etc. All of it are ways you understand each other perfectly.

Sensory overload, meltdowns, shutdowns are all handled with care and the way they're supposed to because Asa understands, and he cares, and he just wants you to know he's there whenever you need him.

Billy Lenz

You’re actually quite certain that Billy might be autistic as well, only that he refuses to get a diagnosis and otherwise doesn’t want to do further research. It’s so drilled into him that everything about him is wrong that he doesn’t want there to really be anything on paper.

Nonetheless, he understands you. He knows he does and you know it, too. It makes things easier for both of you, because Billy is so prone to having a meltdown that you luckily know what to do when it happens, such as the other way around. He always tries his best with you.

Sometimes it’s almost funny because when you’re stimming because of something that made you happy, Billy starts to stim along with you, infected by your happiness and unable to regulate himself differently either. It only serves to make you both laugh and feel carefree; even if just for a moment.

It’s not always easy with Billy, of course, no matter how much you two may understand each other; but you make it work because you think he’s worth it, no matter how often it causes you to have reactions you’d rather not have because of someone you love. Especially when it goes into extremes, like melt- or shutdowns. He apologises profusely every time and comforts you as best as he can.

Billy Loomis

He doesn’t quite understand you, since he’s not autistic and he can only imagine what it’s actually like; but he tries his best anyway. He sees how it affects you at times and he feels like he should definitely make an effort to support you better.

Nonetheless, it does happen quite a few times that you two end up in an argument because he won’t listen to you and your needs. When you’re suffering from sensory overload, for example, you’re usually also angry and he gets annoyed with you quickly and is angry right back at you, which then leads to said argument.

After those few times, though, he realises his mistake and promises to work on it because he doesn’t want to make you feel bad and for you to suffer more in such situations, after all.

He does listen to what you have to say, though, at any time. He makes his instructions for you clear. He makes things easier and more accessible for you as needed, but it takes him a while to get to that point.

Stu Macher

He has ADHD, so he understands you better and is able to support you more easily if needed and vice versa. It’s nice to be with someone who just gets you; even if not entirely.

It just so happens that your hyperfixations/special interests overlap quite often and so you two just go on talking about it for hours on end, feeling alive and passionate, while falling deeper in love with each other.

Stu is very social, which you may not be, but he often asks you to tag along anyway. He never pushes you too hard, though. If you don’t want to, then he won’t force you. And if you go to a house party with him after all, he makes sure to look out for you in case you get uncomfortable or overwhelmed.

Sometimes, though, even he can be too much for you. While you get each other on a basic level because of overlapping symptoms, there’s still a difference and Stu tries to be considerate of you and your set boundaries; but at times he just forgets or whatever else, and it causes a negative reaction from you. You two are always quick to make up, though.

#these took me far too long to write ngl #sorry if these aren't very good then :/#male reader #autistic reader #asa emory x reader #billy lenz x reader #billy loomis x reader #stu macher x reader #slashers x reader #slasher x reader #slasher headcanons #slasher imagines

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kravisaweeb · 1 year

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okay ive just been thinking about bkdk wayy too much recently (when am i not, though, honestly?) and i just Have to dump my thoughts somewhere. these are my own personal opinions and if you don't agree 100% (or at all) that's perfectly fine!

it's kinda Long and Rambly so beware lmao

so ive been reading more bkdk meta (of course) and like, i have so many conflicting feelings cause. y'all, no amount of evidence and logic and reasoning and thematic and narrative parallels and development and arc conclusions and build-up and Everything will make a weekly shonen jump main title gay. that's My opinion as a terribly bitter cynic, and it is in no way meant to rain on other people's parades (if you think they will be canon, you are more optimistic than i and are making the world a sweeter place). I've just been burnt too many times, i don't really expect anything from mainstream media At All—only indie content gets my unfiltered hype and hopes—and whenever things do shake up differently from what i thought, it's a nice surprise! cause the alternative is, This Mountain of Evidence and Development... and then oops get hit with the straightification beam on the last second.

"but it would be so unsatisfying! and completely out of nowhere! and just plain out of character! and ignore so much development! and it wouldn't make any sense at all with what has been established in the story!" Yeah. i know! im as angry and annoyed and disappointed about it as anyone. and yet, so many fucking times, that's how it goes. it would be terrible, and weird, and completely against everything that's been set up, and yet it would happen anyway. this is true even for things that are not shipping-related—ask game of thrones how it ended. cause executives are Executives everywhere, including the "west", which is """"supposedly"""" more liberal (lol, lmao). people with money that make all the decisions force creatives to comply, or fight with tooth and nail and blood and sweat and tears into allowing them to make the story they DO want to make. so it's really hard for me to see it in any other light, when i have seen it happen so many times before.

and yet.

And Yet. i cant help but think, but wonder—what is it all for then, anyway??

i can honestly say, taking off my shipping goggles for a moment, bkdks platonic relationship has ended. it really ended two years ago, culminating when bkg took a bullet for him, and then was cemented when he apologised, you know, to trample down any doubts. there we go, narrative concluded! from rival to best friend. all loose threads tied in terms of their relationship. if that's how it had ended, how it had stagnated, remained in stasis, with this New Dynamic the new canon going into the final battle then show over. yeah. typical shonen bestie stuff. it would have ended and i would have gone "oh they were in LOVE fr" forever, but knowing that people who were like "this is what besties are like! this is what siblings are like!" also had as much of a claim to their interpretation as mine (even if i didn't personally agree w it lmao)

BUT IT DIDN'T STOP THERE and i have to ask why???? WHY is it more central i Don't Get It. i dont understand? i really dont get it cause.... why? bkg is important to deku, yes. other people are also important to deku (all might, his mom, his other friends, civilians, any lost pet he has to kill himself over cause he is a Good Caring Shonen Protag). that has been established for forever. so i don't rly understand the necessity to further highlight that One part of his personality (caring about kacchan) to motivate him into fighting the Big Bad Villain, when 1. he would've fought the villain anyway cause that's what heroes do, and 2. it could have been a generic "you hurt my friends!!" and like lump in more people there, like in the first war arc where several people got hurt (aizawa, gran torino, etc).

but No! you hurt that guy. that guy, that while he was dying, the villain, textually, explicitly says, "i am hurting you because it will make deku angry and sad, since you are his most important person" (that's almost a fucking quote im basically QUOTING here). and it's like, what? lmao wait. what?? why???

what is it building up towards?? i dont get it. it's not going to build up to the apology/their relationship being mended (what we thought would be the climax of the whole thing), cause that already happened. there's no "oh my god if kacchan dies he'll never get to say sorry!" stakes, or "oh my god if deku fails he'll never be able to be friends with kacchan again!" stakes, cause like, that already did happen though. i mean i know obviously in real life, you do things for people just for their sake, not because of what it will mean for your narrative arc. but this is a made up story and thus needs storytelling reasons for shit to happen. so what is the reason for deku needing to be pushed, needing to be backed into a corner, over kacchan dying? why did bakugo have to die (had to get FRIDGED, it's a trope and everything), if not so that his death would fuel dekus rage (which we were told explicitly was the reason why)? why, out of everyone on the battlefield, out of everyone in the CAST, did it have to be bakugo, the one to make deku Lose It?

i mean we know why, but still. what? is it really, textually, canonically That?

i just don't get it. and secretly, deep deep inside, i really hope we get to find out soon

#bkdk #dkbk #bkdk meta #idk how to tag this lol #it's just me rambling!! cause i have so many FEELINGS

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