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carmesi-butterfly · 4 months

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nishimura riki + fem! reader. word count 1,5k. not idols au/school au. warnings stalking (?) this one-shot is probably the most unserious thing i've ever written. not proofread.

"i checked your twitter account," said riki, trying to maintain a serious face and failing miserably, a few giggles came out of his mouth while he attempted to act normal.

"eh? that's not possible, my account is private" you looked at him with confusion, trying to decipher his weird laugh.

your twitter account has been a recurrent topic since both became friends, first of all because; who doesn't have twitter? it was the diary of the new generations, most of the teenagers had a profile in there! of course, you were one of them, but the way that you treated your account like confidential information made the japanese boy pretty suspicious.

it was a private account with no more than 15 followers, most of them probably were internet friends because it wasn't a novelty that you were not social by any means, on the contrary, you could be considered a loner, because of that, the apparent "state secret" hiding in your profile made ni-ki more than curious about what you could be secreting.

"i don't want you to get mad at me" pleaded, following that he proceeded to show you an interesting account that you knew well.

a profile named 'riri', with one of those famous headers with silly quotes you can find on pinterest and as an icon an orange cat with the emoji ☝️ referring to the recent meme that became viral, to finalize the bio was decorated with the phrase 'proud hater'. you got a request from that account just a few weeks ago, it followed most of the people you followed so it wasn't any suspicious to you, besides that's how you made a few of your friends! Following or being followed by oomfs of your oomfs, that's how social media works.

"that's you?" your voice raised annoyed and nervous, "you used that account to stalk me?!" with anger, you got up from your seat on the school rooftop.

"i wanted to know why you're hiding things from me!" his tone matched yours, being not loud enough to be heard by the other students who navigated through the school.

"if i hide things from you there's a reason!" your mood escalated from there, not only did your anger grow bigger but an immense urge to cry hit you.

“i-i know… I’m sorry y/n, i thought it would be something stupid, not that you like me”

riki brings your biggest secret into the conversation without any filter, dropping it like a not-warned bomb that fell into you and unloaded the last level of emotions you were hiding on a facade of pure rage.

now everything made sense, his giggly laugh without a reason while looking at you, the weird things he said that seemed like an inner joke you could not understand, the weird “i know your secret” he released randomly in your conversations... you thought it was all a joke! it's nishimura riki that we’re talking about. He enjoys pranking and tends to do and say weird stuff, it could be a completely normal behavior for him, but no, this time it wasn't.

“why did you think doing this was a good idea?” you claimed, hiding your face between the palms of your hands while a few tears slid down your face.

“sunoo once said that he knows you like me, so heeseung gave me the idea of stalking your accounts for any signal but your accounts are private… so he helped me by making a stalking account, i know it was wrong. i'm sorry, please don't cry” he begged after confessing everything, trying to get near you therefore he could calm you at least a little bit.

“sunoo and heeseung know?!” you blurted, your eyes opened as if you were trying to imitate an owl’s gaze, and your hands transitioned from covering your face to holding it, any similarity with ‘the scream’ by edvard munch is just a coincidence.

“the whole group knows” announced, opening the hell gates with a simple phrase.

“riki are you kidding me?! i don't care that you know even if you violated my privacy, because i would've told you sooner or later, but your friends?! how humiliating, i’m never coming to school again” and the catharsis started, a big flow of verbal vomit came out of your mouth going from ‘they're probably making fun of me right now’ to ‘i’m gonna delete all my social media and never use my phone again’ all of this accompanied by fat tears.

the poor boy felt hopeless, watching you practically going insane in front of him without knowing what to do to help you, or more reasonably: how to amend his mistake. luckily for him, his guardian angels appeared in the scene to help him, hiding behind the door of the rooftop heeseung (the one responsible for this mess) and jungwon (a heart warmed soul who wanted to help his friend) were hiding, their faces full of horror admiring the scene that was unloading in front of them. what happens next is worthy of a comedic movie. His friends started a physical and exaggerated demonstration of how he should calm you, hugging each other and emphasizing comfort acts such as back patting and forehead kissing. ni-ki would've burst out laughing if it wasn't for you crying like a baby.

“please don't cry, i’m sorry, you can beat me all you want if it makes you feel better” proposed completely seriously, while slowly without trying to upset you more he got closer, searching to imitate the “comforting” hug he saw his friends do, let's not lie… it was a bit awkward, but he tried and that's okay.

gradually you ended up relinquishing the embrace, starting by clinging to him delicately and finishing by squeezing his torso the strongest you could.

“beating you is not enough, i need you to die” your voice came out weird because of the amount of strength you were applying to the “hug”, but despite that, your head relied on his chest.

“you will suffer a lot without me!” a small laugh flew out of his mouth, refreshing the conversation. “are you still mad at me?” the nishimura looked down, searching for your face and any kind of reaction from it.

“yes” your response was cut and short, it could've worried your crush if it wasn't for the water dripping off your nose because of all the crying.

“u-uhm, i have something to tell you, maybe this will help you feel better” his heart started to beat faster and you could feel it through the hug, he cleared his throat in a way of trying to shake the nerves out, “the reason i did all of this stupid plan was that… i had hopes that you talked about me there, uhm…” a small pause to take a big breath after the confession interrupted the moment, but he quickly picked up the conversation, “my friends encouraged me to confess, specially sunoo, you know that he has a sixth sense with gossip” joked.

“you're telling me that… you did all of this because you like me?” you asked dumbfounded, the question got him more embarrassed than he already was, why did it make him sound so stupid?

he nodded, ignoring your attempt at visual contact while trying to hold back his smile. “then, do you feel better now?”

“no” denied, “but i know what can make me feel better” and after saying that, a naughty smile appeared on your face.

“what? i will buy you a lot of food from the cafeteria if that's what you want-”

his phrase got interrupted by you, who continued speaking, “do you remember… when i found that folder on your phone that had a ton of pictures of you trying to fake your muscles? how would you feel if i told your friends about it?” ni-ki’s smile disappeared instantly, now his face reflected nothing more than true terror.

in a matter of seconds, your bodies separated and you started running to the rooftop door. riki knew what you were trying to do, getting into the school, searching for his friends, and revealing his shameful secret! this can't be, but after being a bad friend things were not on his side, he tried following you the fast as he could but forgot a small detail, his friends hiding behind the gate. as soon as you got to the exit the spot where the two boys were hiding got exposed and both seemed nervous about that, but you couldn't care less.

“hi, guys! it's so nice to see you, i have something amazing to tell you!” your acting, so giggly and happy relaxed jungwon and heeseung who were scared of being scolded for spying. “did you know that riki-”

at that exact moment, the japanese covered his ears, not wanting to hear all the things you might be saying to his comrades who surely were going to make fun of him until the day he died. well, at least he can make fun of them because he got a girlfriend (even if you aren't his girlfriend yet) and they don't!

#enhypen x reader #ni ki x reader #enhypen ni ki #enhypen niki #nishimura riki x reader #nishimura riki #enhypen fluff #enhypen scenarios #enhypen reactions #enhypen imagines #enhypen oneshots #ni ki fluff #ni ki imagines

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sadlyiamgay · 4 months

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Yandere Genshin Men Brainrot

Im going fucking insane. Anyways have any of you guys played silly or furry wisher? It's like a cute and funny genshin ripoff, a little boring at times but I enjoy clicking away in slime valley. While playing though an idea popped into my brain, "what if the real genshin characters (that's hopelessly inlove with you) finds out the reason why you haven't played genshin in a while? Only to realize that you're playing a genshin meme game" And then these men go and hack the shit out of the game because monika vibes I love. Uh might update from time to time, thie will only include Zhongli and Neuvillette (they're literally the only well built 5 stars I have. How the fuck do we build genshin characters I'm so confused)

By the way check out the games (Silly Wisher, Furry Wisher). It's fun and amusing

--ZHONGLI: His reaction to the realization of you playing an.. Odd ripoff(?) Game was one of pure amusement, the Geo archon couldn't blame you either, I mean, your poor little head couldn't handle the amount of unfinished and WAY too hard quests, he thought you were taking a break, but after a while (when you eventually and finally returned) he finds out pretty quickly from your small mumbles and comments that he oh so always adores, and out of pure curiosity decided to break out of the game codings and go through your apps, seeing two new odd games on your phone, Silly wisher and.. Furry.. Wisher..? Of course he broke in the new favorite games you had in your device, and cooing at the fact that you *still* main and favor him even in these joke games. He also quickly realized that he could easily possess the John Lee (he was a little offended by the name, but quickly laughed along when he heard you wheeze everytime you played the game) as well as Meatball. Quickly making both the characters extremely and suspiciously.. **Overpowered.**

"... Wait. Since when did Johnny do 100k damage??? Is this what happens if you level them up to level 15??? "

- YOU, mumble, absolutely amused and still giggling after listening to Dr. Snek's voiceline. Zhongli smiles, happy that you were enjoying your gameplay, he felt grateful, even though he was a little upset that you decided to play some ripoff game instead of properly spending time with him, Zhongli was happy that he didn't have to hide his lovestruck and flustered face, in the real game he always tried his best to mess with the camera so that it would never face him, he used to be able to hide his true emotions, but overtime it got harder. Extremely, harder (haha that's what she said). So it was a breath of fresh air on seeing you without you yourself seeing him, letting himself indulge in fantasies that he could never think of whenever you were around. Especially with the other game too. He could stare at you all the time, and you'd brush it off. Each time Meatball came around and jumped into the screen you'd coo, making him fall harder (down the stairs of) inlove with you. Each time you needed a copy of him for the whole "gene splicer" He'd come home willingly. Hell, there was a pull you did once that consisted of him and only him. He of course didn't question the fact that the dog version (that sounds so wrong) of him has alot kids. But he brushes it off. Replacing the thought of his genetics being merged is weird, into a fantasy where all those merged, genetically made kids were yours and his.

Congratulations, you gave this old man wattpad fantasies. Fucking hell, he wants to pull you into the game to do that. Though, that thought can and should wait. For now, he wants to watch and stare at you longer. *Just* a little longer.

--NEUVILETTE, the hydro dragon was always a man with (questionable) morals. But even he, the mascot of Justice has his limits. He was upset at the fact that you weren't as active as before, sure he sympathized with your overwhelmed situation (especially since it was he who activated half the quests), but that mean you can literally just leave like that. It wasn't his fault that his curiosity about the game you kept mumbling about made him break out of the game he's bounded in. What was his reaction to Hydropump Judge and Judgy Cat? Well, he laughed. Not because he was upset, but because he was *still* favored. He was still your main. Even if there was no differences in attacks when it came to grinding in slime valley. So he rewards you with extremely overpowered and multiple copies of him, it also doesn't help the fact that he could literally also just stare at you for hours and hours. And you still brush it off. You weren't weirded out. You weren't reporting to the game developers. Unlike when you felt uncomfortable when he forced the camera to not be able to move and freezing the option to switch through the characters. Just you and him. Eye to eye.

"Man I wished you had a voiceline, Neuvi. I mean, your banner description in this game is absolutely hilarious, but I genuinely want another funny audio. Aside fron Dr. Snek"

-YOU mumble as you kept spamming the attack button, watching your highscore be passed, you questioned why the character was able to hit high numbers, but you didn't question it, you never did. Brushing it off and thinking that it must be because he had the highest level out of everyone. Neuvillette smiles. Happy, satisfied and lovestruck at how calm and adorable you were. He loved your expressions, all of it. But he *adored* your relaxed state. Since it was rare to see you like this. He wished the Fontaine update and his banner came earlier when you joined the game.

...Maybe he should lower the world level himself? He wants to see you in this state more often. He wants to see you happy and carefree, proud that you finally finished your quests. He thought of this as he kept staring at you through Judgy cat. You had fallen asleep, not minding the fact that he was on screen a while ago. You didn't question it, since it was part of the games anyways. Seeing you in such a state makes him want to break out of your damn electronic and drag you with him. But that can wait, for now he should think of a way to make you play genshin more often.

#I got hit by a car today #Sagau genshin #WHAT THE FUCK does Sagau mean #Yandere i think??#Zhongli my love #neuvilette genshin

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emmyrosee · 1 year

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HI HI HI I came up with this one when I was in a superrrrr giggly mood and I’ve been saving it up in my little notes thing so I hope you enjoy Suna 2 hehe <3 (and it’s fitting bc I’m in a mood similar to that again now 😭)

BUT ANYWAY!!!!

Suna sending you pictures from his camera roll/more texts/making you laugh in general in situations you shouldn’t be laughing (like a lecture or something). words, inside jokes, memes that he just KNOWS are going to fuel the fire. He will watch you struggle to hold in a laugh with tears in your eyes when someone calls you out with the fondest look on his face (which he’ll try to hide ofc cause he doesn’t want anyone to know he’s part of the issue, the little shit)??? He’ll push it to the point where you can’t even look at him for the rest of whatever it is you’re doing without immediately having to look away in order to not make a scene. God forbid you guys are sitting NEXT to each other, he’s going to make your life a living hell. He’s less likely to do it when you two are sitting together, actually, cause he has less self control and will probably end up wheezing too. At least from across the room he can hide his amusement and the most emotion that comes through is his stupid little smirk. (it doesn’t have to be this setting, this man will literally make sure to do it in the WORST possible situations for you bc he’s nothing if not a menace who wants to see his baby loosen up a bit bc of him)

But honestly he just loves to make you laugh and seeing you lose control like that just makes him so soft. Later, when you’re annoyed with him for making you suffer like that (even if you both know it was incredibly funny) he will gladly cuddle you as an apology. And if you’re willing, he’ll show you a couple other things he had in his arsenal to hear your laughter clearly this time (in whatever form you see fit!!)

anon <3

ISNSOSNSOSNOSKS S T O P MY BESTIE AND I LITERALLY HAVE THIS ONE MEME I SENT HER, AND DEADASS WELL BE IN A WORK MEETING AND INSTANTLY JUST START CACKLIGN SOENDOENOS-

But honestly like. He is the absolute worst.

Because okay. Like, rintaro knows when it’s not time to fuck around because it’s serious (which is like. 0.003% of the time you’re together, other times you’ll just swat the shit out of him-) but he considers any other time free game, because he can see the way your shoulders tense, or the way you gnaw at your lip, or dig at your cuticles, and he hates to see you like that.

So. Like any other menace, he sends the worst kinds of things at the worst kind of times.

One time, you were out with some friends who were just kind of like, not engaging with you, so when you texted Rin to tell him you were bored, he immediately sends this tiktok, and it has you choking on your drink.

A few weeks ago, his family was having a little get together, and despite having been together for years, you still sometimes get a little shaky around his family, so, naturally, as you’re talking to his aunts and mother, he sends you this meme, and it makes you snort aloud.

It has his poor aunts chuckling awkwardly, and you scowl because you know damn well in the hammock seat three yards away, some dickhead with a middle part is snickering victoriously.

Even yesterday, when you were getting ready to leave, you slipped and fell on your ass, and a few hours later, you got this tiktok sent to you, and it had you tearing up to hide your laughter at work.

And it’s like. Healthy, because once you start firing back at him, the two of you going out just becomes an absolute mess of laughter and wheezing and the occasional annoyed look but tf they looking at, they’re just jealous-

This tiktok in particular almost got you kicked out of a restaurant from a few noise complaints, mainly from his snorts.

And even if it’s not always appreciated, it’s always from a good place. And that’s what makes it special; be it something dumb like fart noises, or cat pictures, it’s always something he knows is going to make you lose your mind in the best way he thinks you need it.

Of course it is best to see him nudging for your attention when you pretend to be mad about it.

“I know you laughed,” he whined, tugging at your shirt. “Come onnnnn, we got yelled at together!”

“It was embarrassing,” you grumble.

“You’re already dating me, how much more embarrassing could you think this gets?”

That, to your dismay, gives him another snort, and now that he knows you’re not actually upset, he leans over to nuzzle his head against your cheeks and neck, “you can’t resist me and you know it.”

“I hate you so much,” you scoff, trying to shrink your shoulders to get his face away, “and fuck off with the ears and neck shit!”

“I thought you liked when I whispered in your ear,” he teases, despite knowing you, in fact, have extremely mixed feelings about said action.

And sure, when you shove him off the bed to get away from him and it sparks a whole new round of play fighting, both of you know it’ll end with your head on his chest, his slender fingers gently rubbing up and down your back while his other hand shows you the knew chaos on his for you page.

It’s a cycle at this point.

And you’re fairly sure it’s not one he’s looking to break anytime soon 🥺💖

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platonicfrendswithsocrates · 7 months

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my intro to philosophy class has mostly been useful at enjoying this account, thank you for your memes

do you have a favorite platonic dialogue?

omg hiiii thanks for asking ;)

Phaedo is definitely the dialogue I’ve spent the most time with so I love it for those reasons :) like specifically every time I read it I cry at the end (spoiler: Socrates dies). but it’s also one of the funniest dialogues too, and it’s so crazy to me that this piece philosophy is so powerfully written that it can make me (over 2,000 years later) weep for this dying man and his friends, and laugh with them. I think because of that—like the fact that I am able to feel emotions through the dialogue—that for me Phaedo encourages us readers to participate in Socrates’s dialectic more directly. Also his arguments are batshit crazy. And Simmias and Cebes are wonderful interlocutors. So definitely read it if you have the chance!!

I think the Republic is my other favorite. And often intro classes have you read excerpts, which I think can really hinder you with Plato so if you have time read the whole thing. it’s so insane. It’s also really funny!! and in my opinion the opening scene with Cephalus and the Myth of Er at the end are two of the most important things ever written and have had me fucking foaming at rhe mouth everytime I think of them.

but yeah in general I want to add that the most important thing when reading Plato, that people often miss, is that he is funny. Socrates is joking half the time he’s speaking, and the only way to get to the meat of the dialogues is to engage with that humor. lol hope this helps and sorry for the long response, I just think Plato is the best writer ever and I cannot shut up about him

#ask #plato #socrates #<- literally my best friends

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limeade-l3sbian · 10 months

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I think we're swamped by like news and people's opinions left and right.

I could be scrolling right and I read about some horrid story of a man who followed a random woman to her home and stabbed her to death like described in vivid details, and then 2 seconds after, I watch a funny meme thingy and it's like ??? Huh? I'm supposed to like just get over what happened to that poor woman in 2 seconds, and get into laughing mode where I can enjoy some funny meme

Not only that but we're bombarded with people's takes and whatnot like every single day and I feel like there's no way we can digest that amount of information in such little time. And it's sooooo overwhelming.

I feel like it's inescapable because that's just part of being on social media. I used to like pinterest but now it makes me stressed out because oh look at this pretty picture I can't just admire its beauty I have to pin every single picture I might find interesting or appeasing to look at.

I just wanna scroll without having to listen about someone's abuse hitting in me in the face between 2 Mediocre memes, and having to digest what happened in 2 seconds and them just not even have the time to like "recover" from the story idk what do ya think ?

You're not alone! This has been a point a lot of people have brought up about tiktok,

Yesterday, I saw a video of a woman actively escaping a domestic violence situation with her kids. It was heartbreaking. The next video was some joke about the new willy wonka movie. We're not meant to shift so rapidly between emotions and I think that can fatigue us far more than we already are with the state of the world rn.

Don't feel bad if you aren't up to date with EVERYTHING going on in every corner of the world and don't let people make you feel guilty for not knowing everything. There is a lot of shit going on, but there is also a lot of good you're not up to date on either. If you need to remove yourself from social media and news media for a little while, do it! You're better when you're gathered and collected than anxious and scrambling.

#ask

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wondrouswendy · 2 months

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20 from the ask meme for Out of my Hands?

20. What is something you wish more people noticed about this fic?

Thanks for the question!!

Most importantly, I hope people notice and appreciate the complex relationship between a creator towards their creation and vice versa. Imagining what it would be like to meet your OC and hearing what they have to say about their narrative (their life, essentially). Imagine falling in love with your artistic creation and navigating the minefield of that experience. I was really inspired by the Galatea and Pygmalion mythology, and there will be other literary references in the future talking about this type of relationship, so I hope people have noticed those!

I feel like this story has a lot of funny jokes, so I hope people laugh at them. Lots of heartfelt moments between Barry and Alan. Moments of anger and disappointment towards Alan. Rooting for him at least a little, secretly.

I guess I just hope people have an emotional reaction towards my writing, because I'm somewhat immune to it as I'm working on it. So I love hearing people's emotional response towards the chapters, and I especially enjoy seeing people point out particular lines.

I feel like I grew as a writer through this story, so I hope people can see a forward progression with my style and appreciate the writing itself! Hope that makes sense.

#wondrouswendy's writing #out of my hands and into your heart fic

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d15gu571ng · 1 year

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do you actually like family guy or is it just 4 the meme? im dying 2 know

Thanks for the question anon!

This is hard to put into words because while I do genuinely like the show, I like it for more than what it is on the surface. Its not that I relate to the characters on a deep emotional level but more or so of how it slowly grew on me and changed the way I thought of how I interact with media and the people who consume it.

When I first saw the show I was an 11 year old kid who "liked" almost anything, as long as it was 'entertaining' for me. Mind you I didn't actually understand what was going on, nor did I even react to alot of the scenes in any way I just... watched it to watch it. I mean, it beats the shitty infomercials and corny live action sitcoms that were on at the time.

When I formed an actual opinion on the show it was a deep, deep hatred. I saw the show as objectively lazy, cheap, mean-spirited and just downright obnoxious at times with its themes and writing. And I'll admit it, it's true.

Family guy is not an amazing show. A lot of it's characters, which used to be charming and fun to watch became flanderized distorted versions of themselves due to the passage of time. It's writing has moments where it can be downright cringe inducing, especially with some of the jokes. The themes of certain episodes are so ridiculously problematic that it made even ME feel uncomfortable on occasion. The animation is quite often cheap and stiff and don't even get me started on the modernized design of the show itself...

I can completely understand why somebody would say it was downright garbage.

But my dad LOVED that show

He would continuously talk about how funny he found Peter and his family, recount episodes by memory and even show me his favorite clips of the show and would laugh and laugh at the occasionally shitty punchlines. He loved this stupid bad show so much that for almost every birthday he'd ask me to draw Peter Griffin for him..

I hated that shit.

I would rant to him about how shitty the show was and that it was incredibly problematic that he liked it. And most of the time he'd simply reply, "Well I think it's funny!"

And I'd give a snarky retort on how it was stupid that he did.

Needless to say we didn't talk much about what we liked to one another.

And as more and more life stuff happened we became more distant and hostile until finally I was out of the house for college.

I didn't really reach out to him often and I rarely ever called.

And that was that at the time.

Until I watched dog bites bear.

Now to preface this, it was by complete accident. All my favorite video essayists has no more videos to watch, and I would rather tear my own eyes out than listen to another reddit "Am I the asshole for killing my entire family" type post. So without anything better to do, I let it play out. And to say I was shocked at how good stewie and brian's plotline was had me shocked. For a good while, I was obsessed with this episode, and I became even MORE shocked when I realized that there were MULTIPLE episodes with this amount genuine-ness to it.

As I began to binge through more and more episodes of this... fucking stupid show I hated at the time, I started to see aspects of it that I missed out on.

The original music and dance sequences ranged from alright to downright impressive! And it doesn't help that I'm a sucker for musicals and showtunes. Some of the fight scenes being actually, pretty well choregraphed. Yes, the camera angles are flat and uninspired at times, I do like how creative they can be. Some of the plotlines in many episodes have actually REALLY GOOD STORY BEATS AND SCENES TO IT. Like for example, when Peter and Lois reunite in Meet the Quagmires, or every moment of Peter and Brian's relationship in New Kidney in Town and Forget Me Not, Brain and Stewie's EVERYTHING (And the episode too). AND THESE WEREN'T EVEN THE FIRST 3 SEASONS.

I could honestly go on and on about the things I enjoyed in this show and it kinda made me realize alot about how I treated this show and the people who liked it. I genuinely thought I was better than them JUST BECAUSE THEY LIKED THIS "OBJECTIVELY BAD" PEICE OF MEDIA and I would constantly put people down just for liking the things that I considered to be bad. So, when I binged this show and CONSIOUSLY HAD A GOOD TIME WATCHING ALOT OF THE EPISODES? It made me realize that...

I was such a pretentious fucking dick as a kid lol

When I finished binging through around... what... a good 2-3 hours of family guy, my dad called me

And rather than ignoring it like I usually did I actually picked up... It was a little awkward at first, at least from my end... but I don't think my dad even noticed my stiffness. He was just happy to hear my voice after so long, asking how I was doing and how was school and all that... and I'd answer my usual "It was fine." But, what really started a conversation between us was me asking him what his personal favorite episode of Family Guy was, just out of pure curiosity. And the way I could hear his voice light up as he gushed about all his favorite moments...? Christ man...

As stupid as "Family Guy helped me rebuild my connection with my father" SOUNDS, it's really what happened. We ended up spending alot more time together, talking about things we liked and disliked and realized that... we were alot similar than either of us expected. And not only that it really helped me see both the good and the bad in media and that it was ok to enjoy things that everyone else enjoyed, even if the bad outweighs the good.

I understand that the great aspects of family don't represent the show as a whole... but there's a reason other than capitalistic corporatism of why this show just doesn't ever fucking end. Because there's people there that care about this show and these stupid shitty goofy ass characters, both the fans and the people who work on it.

Idk... this was an unnecessarily personal and sentimental stupid rant about something that I grew to love. Really I could've just answered with a simple "yes" and chad Peter png I stole off of google.

But I really do love this show because it helped me appreciate the one person in my life who stuck with me the best he could despite the tragedy after tragedy that happened to him, how shittily and harsh;y I treated him fur to my own fears and traumas, and how far he sunk down into dark... dark places...

Even after all that he's still giving it his all to the people he loves.

And I love him for that.

Sorry for how insane and incomprehensible this ENTIRE diatribe is. I just wanted to gush about how this show made me grow and change as a person and love my family

have a shitty Peter, thanks for the question ^^

#asks

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dabilove27 · 2 years

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Chapter 2

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Paring: Draken (Ken Ryuguji) x Fem!Reader

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 6.7 K

Warnings: Jealous Draken, Angst, People who won’t confess feelings, mentions of rape, language, some angst, abduction, physical assault, attempted sexual assault, OC as reader's friend. Let me know if I missed anything!

a/n: Thank you for being so patient as I worked on chapter two! I hope y'all enjoy and apologies for the angst! Big things are coming! Thank you so much to my lovely wife @lady-lunaaa for your support and screaming and never ending love of Mikey and thank you to my sweet friend @gixxie for all of your support and love and making me laugh non stop in your comments! Love y'all forever!

After Ken's decision not to let you come to the brothel anymore, the only place the two of you see each other is at school, small meetups at local parks, or events with Toman. It’s different and strange. You miss the times lying together in his bed, laughing at stupid memes on his phone. And you miss the girls, their loving embraces and coos, and even the jokes of "don't let Kenny boss you around!" Your second home has been taken away. But you choose not to push the issue; it actually isn’t your home, so you can't push the problem.

Instead, you try to put on a happy face whenever you’re around each other. But you can't deny the ache in your heart whenever you're with him. Wishing and wanting that everything could go back to normal. The worst thing is your lack of a poker face, your emotions open and raw for everyone to see. Very quickly after Draken has told you not to come to the brothel anymore, Chifuyu catches you after a group outing to a cafe.

As Draken is packing a sleeping Mikey on his back, you begin to walk ahead of the group trying to pull in your churning emotions. Chifuyu pats you on the shoulder and shocks you out of your inner thoughts. You meet his bright green eyes as he catches up with your pace. "You doin' okay? You don't seem like yourself."

You can see the concern laced in his furrowed brows and hear the worry in his voice. It's sweet how much he cares about you, but you're also embarrassed that whatever is going on between you and Draken is showing this easily. You think you hid it pretty well but apparently not if Chifuyu can see it so clearly.

Trying to wave him off, you put on a happy smile and assure him you're okay. But he isn't convinced. He knows you better than that. He's seen the distance and tearful glances you've thrown Draken's way. And it makes his heart ache for you. He's grown so close to you over the past few years, and as much as he has the dedication to Toman, you're his friend, and he wants you to be happy.

Unbeknownst to the two of you, deep obsidian eyes watch the interaction folding out on that sleepy Saturday morning. Draken watches as Chifuyu slings an arm around your shoulder and pulls you into a playful side hug. A pang of irritation goes through him as he sees how close the vice captain's face gets to yours.

No, stop it, you idiot, they're friends. And you don't have any claim to her anyway. He tries to rationalize with himself as Mikey's soft snores fill his ears.

"You're going to lose your chance Kenchin," a sleepy voice mumbles on his back. That’s Mikey for you, acting aloof but always incredibly perceptive. If anyone knows the feelings the two of you share, it’s him. He quickly picks up on things like that and could see it the first time he saw the two of you together. He sees how Draken is so protective over you and the pink blush that dusts his cheeks when he’s around you. And you’re just as obvious, stuttering like a young school girl anytime Draken rips off his shirt (which happened to be more often than you would expect).

"Go get her, Kenny," Mikey mumbles, and the soft snores resume. Draken tightens his hold on Mikey's legs. He's torn between rushing forward and looking like a jealous boyfriend or staying behind and letting you go. Neither speaks to him, but his body is moving forward before he can think out a plan. With long strides, he reaches the two of you in a matter of moments.

As he approaches, he hears Chifuyu suggest in a soft voice, "We could go to the movies or a cafe, whatever works for you." A slight tinge of pink on the shorter man's cheeks. Draken feels his blood pound through his veins at Chifuyu's proposal. But he has to remind himself that he doesn't own you and can't decide who you hang out with–or date. He doesn't have that say because he can't bring himself to ask you out. But thinking of you with someone else makes his heart heavy.

You feel humbled and a bit surprised by Chifuyu's offer. Never expecting him to be so bold, but it warms your heart. But before you respond, you spot Draken standing behind you, Mikey fast asleep on his back.

"Hi, Ken!" You can't help how your eyes light up at the sight of him, how your stomach flips as his eyes meet yours. As hard as you try, he's like a drug you can't quit.

You miss the disappointment and anxiety in Chifuyu's eyes as he stares wide-eyed at the taller man. But Draken sees it; he notices the absolute fear of a child caught with their hand in the cookie jar in Chifuyu’s expression. And it hits him that even though he loves you and wants to be the one taking you out on dates–he's standing in the way of your happiness with someone else.

Shame and guilt flood through him like a storm. It’s not right of him; you deserve to be happy. And he knows Chifuyu will treat you well; the guy might be even more smitten with you than he is. He's not sure if the following words hurt worse than when he told you that you can't come to the brothel, but it sends a stabbing pain through him. But he puts on his big smile and says pointedly, "You should go to the cafe or movies, or whatever. You'll have fun!" The last sentence is choked out with feigned enthusiasm as he places his large hand on your shoulder and gives it a little squeeze.

But he regrets the words right after they come out of his mouth as he watches your face fall. That beaming smile disappears from your face and is replaced with a faint frown. It breaks his heart in two, and he wishes he could shove the words back in, but that would be selfish of him. You deserve happiness; you deserve to have fun. And so he keeps his smile perfectly poised on his face while his heart rips from the inside out.

While you, on the other hand, can't control the hurt as it paints its way across your features. You know what you want him to say; you want him to step in and ask you to the movies. You want to go on dates with Ken. As sweet as Chifuyu is, he'll never be Ken, never make your heart race like Ken can. But what are you supposed to do? Look like an idiot and fight with him about how you won't have fun because it isn't him? No, that would ruin everything; everything you are working so incredibly hard to preserve would be gone in a few words.

So you suck up the pain, hurt, and rejection and correct your appearance. After a nervous tug to your lower lip with your teeth, you put on a fake smile and turn back to Chifuyu. "Yeah, sure! The movies sound fun," you say with as much enthusiasm as you can muster. You're so busy just trying to keep it together you miss the way Chifuyu's bright eyes gleam, and then he starts to rattle off ideas as he continues the slow walk back home with you.

Draken watches your two retreating figures as that green envious monster claws up his throat. He keeps repeating that this is for your happiness and that it's not fair to hold you back. But it hurts so bad to watch you walk away with another guy. Knowing that maybe in a different life, that could be him standing next to you.

"You're an idiot, Kenchin," a barely audible voice rumbles on his back.

"Shut up, Mikey," he replies solemnly.

Things are just different after that. Everyone can feel the tension in the air. Even though Draken puts up a good front, no one misses how his eyes dart to you and Chifuyu at every get-together. Others in the group also see the distance growing between you and Draken. No longer does he offer you his checkered sweater on cooler days or give you piggyback rides when your feet are too tired.

Mikey incessantly pushes the issue with Draken, commenting on losing an opportunity and how he must be blind. Draken only responds, "We're just friends; it's all we've ever been." Mikey lets out a huff of annoyance and walks away.

You and Chifuyu hadn't made anything official, just a few dates here and there. He's a goofy gentleman who's so nice to you, always making you laugh. But there's that deep nagging feeling that continually pops up. Whispering in your ear–he's not as tall as Ken, Ken would've loved this movie, Ken would never do that. The incessant reminders of your best friend makes it hard to even see Chifuyu as a partner. You're considering telling Chifuyu that right now probably isn't the best time. It's not fair to lead him on like this.

But little did you know that choice would be made for you.

It's a breezy Thursday night, the night before graduation for you and Draken, when Mikey calls an emergency meeting of the captains. The five captains (the sixth captain currently being debated), leader, and vice-leader are all in attendance. Mikey stands on the stone steps in front of the old temple that marks their regular gathering point.

"Thank you all for coming here on short notice," Mikey addresses them sternly, the full moon shining behind him through the slowly moving tree branches. Anxiety wraps its way through Draken's gut as he watches Mikey. He can tell something is off; even Mikey is scared, an emotion he hardly ever sees on the captain's face.

Whatever the reason he called everyone here must be important. The last time something like this happened, one of Pah's members had been attacked, and his girlfriend was raped. A worry for Aoi flashes quickly through Draken's mind, but he knows there's no way Mikey would be this calm if something happened to her. But he can't push away the nagging feeling eating him up inside.

"While these individuals might not be members of Toman, they are crucial to all of us." Mikey clears his throat before pacing along the stone walkway. "As you all know, many of us have girlfriends, sisters, female friends" he punctuates the last word while casting a side-long glance at Draken.

Draken feels his heart race at the slight glance. His thoughts instantly drift to you. Are you involved in whatever Mikey is about to bring up? But he doesn't have time to dwell on that thought as Mikey continues.

"These people are very near to us; unfortunately, some bastards out there are using this to get to us."

It feels like the world has fallen out under Draken's feet; his stomach flips and churns as he desperately tries to remember the last time you texted him. He can't hear any of the words coming out of Mikey's mouth; the only sound reaching him are the screaming thoughts in his head as he stares blankly at their leader.

Intuitive as always, Mikey places a hand on Draken's broad shoulder, snapping him out of his thoughts. "Thankfully, no one has gotten hurt yet, but two of our member's girlfriends were followed home this week," Mikey continues as he paces away from Draken and scans the other captains. Mikey continues to talk about how he doesn't want them to scare all the women in their lives but to be on the lookout for other gangs.

By the end of the meeting, Draken is itching to grab his phone and call you to ensure you're okay. But like Mikey said, he doesn't want to scare you. But he can't be around twenty-four-seven, so how is he supposed to protect you? Nausea churns in his stomach as his heart races. When Mikey ends the meeting, Draken quickly walks away from the group without a goodbye and fishes his phone out of his pocket.

His heart finally stops racing when he sees a text sent only twenty minutes ago from you saying you're looking forward to seeing him at graduation tomorrow. He debates if he should call you or just text back. It feels selfish to ruin your excitement of graduation just so he can make sure you're home safe.

As Draken walks home, he goes back and forth on what he should do as he worries his bottom lip between his teeth until he finally decides to text you back.

Kenny: I cant wait to see u 2

Kenny: hey u get home okay?

You: Yeah! Why is everything alright?

Kenny: yeah just wanted to make sure

Kenny: night see u tmrw

You lay back on your soft bed, feeling a bit of unease at Ken's sudden question. It's normal for him to check in on you, but that was out of the blue. Usually, it's after the two of you have hung out or a simple "good night." You're also happy he texted you though; something about it lets you know that even though you two don't spend as much time together anymore, he still cares about you. And so you end up going to bed with mixed feelings in your heart and hoping for a fun graduation tomorrow. Where you and Ken can celebrate.

Graduation day is busy and bustling. Proud families surround their graduates after the ceremony. A sense of pride and happiness fills you with the accomplishment of finishing high school, knowing that your life in adulthood is around the corner. You're finally able to slip away from your parents and little sister for a minute to go congratulate Ken.

He looks dashing in his black pants and a white button-down shirt. So not him, but you wouldn't mind seeing him dress up more often. When his eyes meet yours, that smile you love so much expands across his face, and you can't help the giddy feeling that flows through your heart.

Your pace picks up as you move quickly to him, his opening arms, a signal for a hug. As you approach him, your heart begins to race, and the feelings you try so hard to press further down come bubbling up to the surface. You aren't sure you'll ever be able to get rid of them as you practically collide with his sturdy frame, arms wrapping around his solid mid-section. He smells like home and comfort, and you swear this is the safest place in the world when he wraps his muscular arms around yours.

"Congratulations, Kenny!" You exclaim lifting your head to look up at his serene face. Your heart aches thinking about the future, school is the one place you could count on seeing Ken, and now you aren't sure what will happen to your friendship. You hardly see him outside of school anymore. But like all the uncomfortable feelings surrounding him, you stuff them down, you don’t want this moment with him ruined.

"Congratulations yourself!" He responds as he holds you close to him. The same thoughts and feelings are flying through him. He’s anxious that he doesn't have a set place to see you anymore. And especially with what's happening with what Mikey said, he doesn’t know how safe it is to be seen in public together. But he isn’t willing to risk your safety at the brothel, even if that meant he could spend more time with you. Every thought is like a hurricane in his mind, and he can't seem to sort them all out. What he wouldn’t give for things to be easy.

He wishes that he could hold you like this forever, he'll never admit it to you, but it feels so right to have you in his arms. You fit perfectly with him. And without thinking, he places a small peck on your forehead. A sign of affection he's never done before. Maybe it’s all the emotion surrounding graduation day, but he can’t hold himself back. The urge to connect with you is so much stronger with the lingering thought of departure.

Your insides blossom when his warm lips meet your forehead, and you wonder if you've misread all his signs of disinterest these years. It feels like your heart is hammering so loud that the entire crowd of people can hear it. But Ken pulls quickly away, disentangling his arms from you as you drop your own after realizing what he has done. And probably regretting it. The sour thought only makes your happiness plummet.

Of course, he didn't mean anything by it. He's never shown interest in you. Practically encouraged you to date Chifuyu. This means nothing; he's just your friend. You have to think about these things to help the neverending break in your heart. To keep you grounded so you don't blow away with the wind.

Draken watches your smile fall as he realizes his mistake. Realizing that he’s thrown a wrench in such a happy occasion. Internally panicking, he knows he’s stepped over the line. His mind begins to race as he tries to figure out how to improve this.

"Ah,–" he clears his throat and absentmindedly rubs the shaved part of the back of his head. "I should–wait, I brought this for you!" Stumbling over his words Draken turns to the bench and picks up a bouquet of wildflowers, your favorite.

That little flutter pops inside you, and your smile returns. You reach out to take the flowers. The pink and clear plastic wrapping around them crinkles in your hand. "Thank you, Kenny. You didn't have to do that," you say sweetly as you stare into his dark eyes.

He lets a little chuckle again, happy that he could curb his horrible mistake. "Of course I did! You deserve flowers for all your hard work. What are you–ow!" Ken stops mid-sentence as a hand smacks the middle of his back in a "friendly" greeting, followed by a mess of blonde hair peeking around the taller man.

Heart aching and tears stinging at the corner of your eyes as you look at the group of young men gathered around. Mikey, Mitsuya, Chifuyu, Baji, and Pah all stand around you, giving their congratulations. Your second family is here and even though your time is limited with them, it’s still nice to see them all.

Mikey slips around Draken and hugs you, unintentionally pushing the precious flowers into your stomach. "Congratulations! I knew you could do it! Aoi is sorry she couldn't be here; she got called into work but wanted me to tell you that she sends you her best."

A full smile comes across your face as you take in his words. These people really care about you. They help you feel at home. Mikey pulls away from you but still holds onto your forearms as he eyes the bouquet. "Kenny got you a bouquet, eh?" He asks while wiggling his eyebrows.

Giggling you let out a fake huff, "You know it's not like that, Mikey. We’re just friends. I've told you a thousand times now."

"Yeah yeah, sure, sure," Mikey jokingly dismisses you with a wink as he turns to walk back towards the group.

The other men are discussing where they can go to get something to eat, as their treat, that won't be entirely crowded. Walking up to the group you join their conversation.

"How about that hot pot place on the corner?" Mitsuya asks, always the clever one knowing it was hidden away and everyone would go to the more popular places.

All of you give affirmatives. Now that your family has already left to return home, it gives you a little time to spend with your friends. And after your earlier thoughts of not knowing how often you’re going to see them, you’re going to soak this up as much as possible. But first, you had to run to the bathroom.

"Hey guys, I’m just going to run to the restroom, and I'll be right back!" you inform them while hurrying to the bathrooms inside the building where your class just graduated.

The inside is mostly empty except for a few stragglers, a much different environment from the bustling crowds outside. You find your way to the women's bathroom, walk through the entryway, and make your way to one of the stalls. The bathroom seems empty and is a nice quiet escape from all the noise outside.

Taking a moment you take a deep breath and decompress from the busy day, trying hard not to let your mind wander back to Draken's kiss. You're so caught up in not thinking you don't even realize the imposing figure approaching you from behind. A giant hand with damp cloth covers your mouth and you don’t even have time to scream. The next thing you know, you're completely knocked out, and all that's left of your presence is the wildflower bouquet falling apart on the tile floor.

Mikey lets out a loud yawn as the group waits for you to return from the bathroom. "Hey, do you think she's okay? It's been like twenty minutes," Mikey ponders as he checks the time on his phone.

Draken can feel an uneasiness churning in his stomach at Mikey's pondering. Because he's right, twenty minutes is a long time to spend in the bathroom, especially with the crowd thinning out. There shouldn't be that long of a wait to use the restroom. Worrying his bottom lip with his teeth, Draken finally decides to go ahead and just check it out.

The group follows closely behind in silence for backup just in case something happens. Draken feels his pulse pounding in his chest as they enter the large glass doors and approach the area with the bathrooms. It's practically deserted here, which only confirms his worries that you aren't just waiting for an open stall.

As the group arrives at their destination, there’s no one around, not a single soul, causing Draken's mind to flutter with all the worst-case scenarios. His eyes dart around the surrounding area looking for anyone or anything that might show him you're okay.

"Should one of us go in?" Chifuyu asks while watching as Draken seems to be approaching panic.

"Well, if you want to use the ladies' room, just go ahead; no ones around," Baji snickers while pushing Chifuyu's back towards the doorway.

"Oh, shut the fuck up, Keisuke," Chifuyu snaps back with a huff.

"Will the two of you just stop it!" Draken roars at the both of them, his anxiety getting the best of his emotions. "I'll fucking go in," he doesn't give anyone else time to respond as he walks through the entryway of the bathroom.

"Is anyone here?" Draken calls out before fully entering the bathroom, just in case. But he's only met with silence, his voice echoing off the walls. The panic is a storm inside of him when he hears nothing back. You would’ve just returned to the group. There's no way you would just leave without letting him know. He takes another step in, the sound of his boots roaring in his ears.

Looking around the bathroom, he's met with pristine surfaces and a trash can filled with too many discarded paper towels, but absolutely no people. His heart is hammering in his chest, and he almost vomits when his boot meets a crinkly sound.

His eyes instantly dart down, and laying strewn haphazardly is the bouquet he brought you. Petals falling apart under his boot. Fuck, fuck, fuck. He can't think straight; adrenaline is rushing through his veins. He didn't want to believe something horrible had happened to you, but all the signs were pointing down that path.

He turns around and bolts out of the bathroom to get the others. His sole focus is finding you.

Nausea washes over you as you blearily open your eyes. Everything seems blurred as you try to understand where you are and what happened. It takes a moment to grasp that you're lying on the floor. Cold, hard, and dirty floor. It looks like dark granite and is covered in a thin layer of dust and dirt. There isn't too much light with the sun going down.

You try to push your body up when you realize you can't move your arms. Both hands are tightly woven behind your back, and a thick rope cord digs into your wrists. Panic begins to flood your veins as memories of what happened become clear. Flashes of being in the bathroom, a hand covering your mouth, and then blacking out pop into your mind. You try to calm your racing heart and panicky breathing. Knowing you have to think somewhat rationally to get out of here. But the only thought racing in your mind is I'm going to die.

Your thoughts stop dead in their tracks as a raking voice calls out, "Hey! Boss! I think she's waking up." You close your eyes quickly, hoping they'll leave you alone if they think you're asleep. But that doesn't stop your labored breathing as heavy footsteps clang on the dirty floor as they approach you.

"Hey girly, come on now, we know you're awake. I hope you didn’t want to be an actress," a deep voice rumbles, sending fear down your spine. You still can't bring yourself to open your eyes and face your abductor. Thoughts are racing through your mind of all the horrible outcomes that could happen when you feel a hard impact to your stomach.

The air from your lungs escapes, and your eyes flash open as you let out a breathless scream. Your eyes are watering, but that doesn't block out the dark black boot standing right in front of your face. "There she is, good morning, sunshine," he coos condescendingly; it makes you want to vomit. But again, you don't have time to process that thought before a hand grabs your hair at the roots and pulls you up into a sitting position.

A scream escapes this time. Whoever is in the room begins to chuckle at your struggle against their "boss." Adrenaline flows throughout you as you thrash to get away from him. But it's to no avail; the man has a tight grip on you, and each movement only pulls tighter against your scalp.

Once you stop struggling, the man unceremoniously drops you against a large freight box, your back pressed against the harsh wood as you look at your captor. You don't recognize him, but you can tell he's in a gang. Scars litter his face amongst a sneering smirk, and he's dressed in white with a black tiger outline embroidered on the arm.You can't show him any weakness, can't let him see how scared you genuinely are.

"Wh–what do you want?" You pant out, trying to ignore the searing pain in your scalp and willing tears not to fall from your eyes.

A deep chuckle escapes from the man in front of you, "Ah ah ah, little girl, you don't get to ask questions before answering mine." His taunting tone makes you want to spit in his face, but you decide you may need to hold back for now as he asks his first question. "You're the vice leader's girl, right? Draken?"

A sinister grin grows on his face as he watches the shock in your eyes. He already knows the answer to his question just by your expression alone. But he's keen on toying with you.

You try to rack through your brain if Draken ever mentioned this gang or this man. But he stopped talking about things involving Toman, including rival gangs, long ago. You can't figure out why they want you, of all people.

Unless–

Rage bubbles up inside you at the thought of these bastards using you as bait. Going after a weak point instead of having an actual fight. It's that rage that fuels your outburst, "Fuck you! You're stupid to think you'll get out of this alive." Your eyes are burning as you meet him; you won't back down. If these are your last moments you’re going down with a fight.

But to your shock, the man only grins wider, "You’re feisty, yeah? That will make this more fun then." His voice drips with malice, and despite your strong front, you do everything to hold in your racing heart and churning stomach.

Bile climbs your throat as you watch the tall man produce a knife from his pocket. You're going to die here, is all that flashes through your mind seeing the cool silver glint off the dull lights in the warehouse.

"Draken will kill you! If you kill me, he won't have any mercy!" You hate the sound of begging in your voice, the quiver of fear. You want to be strong, but to be honest, you're fucking scared. You didn't even get to say goodbye to the guys, your family, or Draken. The tears you had been fighting so hard to keep back began to spill.

"Well, now, it looks like I got an answer to my question. And that's exactly what I want. I want that bastard so blind with rage he can't think straight; let the grief eat him alive." The man laughs as he kneels in front of you, placing the cool tip of the knife right under your chin. "But first, I want my own prize." His words send panic racing down your spine as you struggle to move away from him, but the bindings are too tight, and you're stuck.

Draken, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't careful enough. I'm sorry I never told you that I love you. You think about everything you never got to say to him as hot tears stream down your cheeks.

Shutting your eyes tightly, you will this nightmare to be over as you hear the fabric of your dress ripping under the knife. Cool air assaults your skin as the material is pulled away from your body by grubby hands. You hope that by keeping your eyes closed, all this will end quickly.

A low whistle greets your ears, and you clench your eyes even tighter. "No wonder the vice-captain was so enamored with you. You've got a hot body," the boss cackles out. You can feel his breath on your face, and you try everything to pull in on yourself, anything to escape this nightmare.

Suddenly, a loud burst and yelling cause you to open your eyes. The dim evening light is flowing through the open door of the building. Multiple familiar silhouettes are illuminated by the soft lighting. Your heart wrenches in your chest, and you cry out. You hadn't expected to be saved from this hell.

All the emotions stirring inside you escape in soft sobs and hot tears as you find Draken's face. His dark eyes swirl with anger and rage as he takes in the scene before him. You don't think you've ever seen him this angry. If looks could kill, the bastard in front of you would be reduced to flecks of blood.

"You better step away if you want to keep any of your bones intact," Draken's voice is eerily calm as he cracks his left knuckles in his right palm.

But the idiot kneeling in front of you only laughs as he stands up and turns towards the Toman members. "Aw man, you interrupted my playtime with my new toy," his voice drips with venom as he steps closer. A growl escapes Draken, which makes you quiver in fear. There's no way this gang's boss is getting out of this alive.

And as if someone released the floodgates, the men in the room fling themselves at each other. You try to keep track of the men you love so much, but it's a lot of moving bodies and praying that none of the ones dropping to the floor are your friends.

But your eyes are drawn to Draken's tall figure, unceremoniously throwing his fists into the man that was about to harm you. It's like he's being driven by an unseen force– it’s only goal is to destroy the man in front of him.

A presence approaches you, and you instantly flinch away and shut your eyes, afraid one of the goons is here to try and finish what the boss started. Until a calm voice that you know well begins to comfort you, "Shhh, hey, I know it's scary. Let's get you out of these ropes."

You can't stop more tears from escaping as Chifuyu gently unbinds you, releasing you from the rope cutting into your skin. You instantly pull your arms over your exposed chest before crumbling into Chifuyu's arms. All you want is for this to stop and for everything to return to normal. Chifuyu is whispering reminders to breathe as he rubs a comforting hand on your shoulder.

All you can think is how Ken was right, all this time trying to protect you from this world. But how could you have prevented this? You didn't ask to be abducted, so you're still in danger, even with all the steps he had taken to protect you. Thoughts swim non-stop in your head as you try to see through heavy tears.

Your abductor lays entirely still on the ground, crimson leaking from his nose that you're positive is crushed. Draken stands above him like a dark god, blood spattered on his knuckles and dress shirt untucked and disheveled. Looking around the room you find comfort in seeing all your friends standing. No wonder this gang had to go after the women of Toman because they clearly didn't stand a chance.

You're caught off guard when a white piece of fabric is draped over your shoulders. Whipping your head around, you make eye contact with Draken, his face still set in hard lines, no doubt lost in thought about how he let this happen. He's removed his dress shirt and stands clad in just his dress pants. If you weren't in a dire situation, you would've taken a moment to admire his chiseled abs. Instead, you take his shirt, oversized on your more petite frame, and wrap it around you to cover yourself more.

The rest of the group surrounds you, trying not to pepper you with questions, but you can see the concern etched in their faces. So you put on a fake smile, the best one you can muster right now. "I'm good, guys; I'm sorry I caused this trouble."

"Hey now, don't say that," Chifuyu coos sweetly, kneeling next to you. "You didn't do anything wrong; we're just glad you're okay." His words are soft and hesitant as he gives you a reassuring smile.

More tears begin to gather in your eyes. Chifuyu is so good; they were all so good to you. "Thanks, Fuyu," you whisper before leaning into the man again. "How did you find me, though?"

"You have your location on, silly," Baji jests gently with you. "Dumbasses didn't even think to dump your phone; thank fuck."

You let out a quiet ah before returning your focus to Ken. You can practically hear him thinking aloud as he just stares at you. Silent as stone.

"Ken, I promise it's okay." Reaching out your hand to him, aching to touch him, for him to say anything. You just want this all to be alright.

But everyone can see the storm brewing inside of him. The tear between keeping you close and pushing you away. The need to protect you and set you free. You feel so scared of what this might bring. But he still reaches out, grasping your smaller hand in his own to help you up off of the ground.

"I'll walk her home," Draken says to no one in particular as he wraps an arm around your waist and moves you toward the entrance of the building. You take the silent moment to instantly slip your arms in and button up his shirt, the material warming your chilled skin.

The two of you walk in silence for ages, your fancy shoes pinching the back of your heels with each step. You're thankful that not too many people were home on the streets because you can only imagine your state.

But anxiety is eating up your insides, words begging to spill out or wishing Ken would say something to break this unrelenting silence. It bubbles up your throat until you can't hold it back anymore and stop dead in your tracks. Untangling from Ken's hold, you move to face him. He still looks so distraught, brows furrowed tightly like a million thoughts are running through his mind.

"Ken, I–please tell me what you're thinking," you plead quietly, willing the ache in your stomach to stop. You try hard to tell yourself everything will be okay, but everything inside of you is screaming that it won't.

Draken releases a heavy sigh like he's been holding his breath for the whole walk home. He brings one of his hands to his temple and massages the area, a slight tick he's had forever. You know precisely what it means–he's stressed and battling with his thoughts. Trying to make a decision. Your heart lurches at the thought because deep down, you know what choice he's trying to make. But you don't want to acknowledge it; because that makes it real.

"I'm thinking that–'' Draken pauses, bringing his eyes to yours. Dark pupils are filled with uncertainty and a somberness as they stare into you. "I think that we shouldn't do this anymore. It's my fault that you were taken; it's my fault that he–I wasn't careful enough, and this would've never happened to you if it weren't for me." His voice is heavy as he chokes out the words, like saying them is killing him. Or maybe that's you pushing your feelings onto him because that's exactly how you feel. Like you’re dying inside.

"That's stupid! You had no idea he would be there today! I'll be more careful, Ken; I wasn't paying attention–" you try to derail this conversation because it's plummeting quickly to a place you know will destroy you.

But he cuts you off, "No!" He shouts, shocking you; it's not like Ken to lose his cool. "You're wrong; I was the stupid one. I was the one who was supposed to be making sure you were okay. And that bastard, he almost raped you; he would've killed you! Don't you see? I'm not good for you; you deserve a life where you don't have to look over your shoulders because–"

"Because why Ken? Because why?" You cut him off, anger in your veins. He can't do this again; he can't cut you out again. "It's my life, right? So why do you get to make this choice for me?" Tears are streaming down your cheeks again as you yell back at him.

"Because–cause I fucking love you, okay? Because I love you and always fucking have! You don't deserve this life! And I won't be the cause of your death!" He's shaking now, head hung low at the confession; a feeling of selfishness overwhelms him. He kept you around, knowing his life was dangerous because he was selfish. So he has to do this now because if he doesn’t, he will keep you longer, and next time you might die. And he'd never fucking forgive himself.

You stand there in silence; the words you always wanted to hear from him are floating heavily in the air. But this isn't how it was supposed to be. It’s supposed to be happy when he confesses, but all you can feel is your heart ripping to shreds.

"Is that really what you want, Ken? For us to be done? Because I've loved you too." It's your last-ditch effort; maybe he’ll rethink things, knowing you've always loved him.

But his head still hangs low; you can't tell if he's crying. All you can see is he's shaking. Breaking down in front of you, but you can't do anything.

"Yes," he says quietly, almost too soft for you to hear.

And with that one word, your world shattered.

Thanks for reading!

Taglist: @lady-lunaaa @gixxie @mor-pheus @kenryug (if you would like to be added please send me an ask!)

#ken ryuguji x reader #draken x reader #ryuguji ken x reader #draken x you #tokyo revenegers fanfic #ken ryuguji x you #my writing #rach writes #back home

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uraniumnm333 · 1 year

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back on the vocal synth/bsd au i've got going on. first of all more vocaloids

VFlower - Abnormality Dancing Girl and she basically has these. Big metal pins she can summon. Kind of like pins you use to pin up a butterfly. But also only three at a time

Kaai Yuki - Ikanaide and she can freeze moments in time. These frozen moments can be accessed through her memory

GUMI - Disappearance Addiction she can erase people's minds and will them to do something, but only for 8 minutes

also time to start explaining my ideas !!!

Crypton Detective Agency: Kaito, Meiko, Luka, Rin, Len, Miku, Teto

basically the armed detective agency yeah. they solve crimes uncover secret gov't plots and point n laugh at people. :skull:

Miku: Miku is 16 and basically a fill-in for dazai tbh. so basically i go back on what I said earlier bc i decided it would be MUCH cooler for her ability not to have a name. and basically her whole disguise thing comes from her going into other realities and borrowing the "other" her's appearance. kinda like beast. so she knows all these crazy wacky things n knows she isn't real and there's all these other realities n whatnot. but instead of telling len that servant of evil was given to him because he dies or that teto isn't even actualyl a vocaloid or that she and luka have had very intimate moments, she instead makes it a running joke n everyone else thinks she just gives these wacky disguises of hers origin stories. > Miku: "And the reason I look like THIS is because we were all in an evil circus and got experimented on so we all suffered horribly at the hands of others." > Len: ":thumbsup:"

Rin & Len: Twins who were more or less sent to the agency for their rather disruptive abilities. Also I changed my mind AGAIN Rin and Len are Servant/Daughter of evil bc yknow matching. and Rin's ability is that she can grow roses n stuff but she has to prick herself so it'll work. basically they came from bouncing around homes before landing at the doorstep of CDA bc they didn't want to be separated. no this is not a tanizaki siblings moment.

Luka: She's fucking normal !!! my girl enjoys painting and drawing and carries around a sketchbook with her and you can see where she has trapped people in paintings (girlboss). anyways she also works at a cafe bc girl's gotta make a livin. she is honestly the mose well-adjusted out of them and also co-runs the company. also rin and len live w her

Meiko: She has a hard time controling her ability when she's feeling any sort of intense emotion so she'll be scrolling on her phone during work and then randomly set the fucking desk on fire bc she saw a vaguely funny minions meme on her facebook. she works for the agency bc she was in kahoots w the authorities (smh... hate to see a girlboss commit arson on accident) and was hired and put under protection. so she doesn't set people on fire [at least not anymore] lolzies !!!

Kaito: Changed my mind bro is Doctor=Funk Beat now.

Teto: changed my mind about sound and smell bc i think it would be sillier if she could make a small bubble where time stops, and use an umbrella as a weapon. anyways her hashtag backstory is that she used to work with an underground gang of sorts (vippaloids LMAOO) before leaving them behind and joining the CDA. miku was the person who kind of got her out of there and has been sort of mentoring her since then.

other thoughts lmao:

everyone in the CDA is hoping and praying kaito and meiko get together because it is so terribly cringe watching them pine after each other

piko's ability is Chelovek and he can manipulate mannequins.

i got nuthin else for rn i just wanna get a post out for today

#vocaloid #bsd #bsd au #vocaloid au #hatsune miku #i dont feel like taggin #kasane teto #:thumbsup:#ran thoughts :thumbs up:

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magic-hcs · 1 year

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Congratulation for 200 followers! What a milestone, I’m happy for you ☺️

I would love to join the matchup event, here’s my info, thank you!

Gender: Female(she/her)

Appearance: long bob black hair, brown eyes with round glasses, 5’4(163cm), cloth style prefer comfortable oversized clothes, jeans for work

Personality: patience, think a lot, anxiety sometimes, usually chill unless someone is rude, quiet but talk a lot with friends, the Mom friend

Like: novels, movies, anime, myths, museums, hoodies, fuzzy blankets, green tea, chocolate

Dislike: rude people, the “Kevin” customers, angry yelling at others or me (I would cry)

Hobbies: reading, writing, binge watching drama or anime when eating snacks , discussing ideas of stories or characters, learning new knowledge of culture, mythology

Won’t mind multi and poly!

Thank you! I’m so happy too! It’s a bit short I hope you don’t mind.

Matchups are closed!

~~matching…~~matching~….~matching~~…~DING~

You match with Coal and Syrup!

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(SF Papyrus) Coal:

Coal is very in tune with emotions, he helps you through your anxiety and overthinking spells. He loves listening to you, he’ll go quiet to hear every word you say to him.

He now has two moms worrying about him. He’s half joking when he says that. Coal doesn’t mind you fretting over him like a mom, Razzle does that too. So he’s used to it and it shows you care a great deal about him.

You two have matching hoodies. And you can sometimes find him wearing yours, Coal doesn’t care that it’s way too small for him and that it doesn't even reach the end of his non-existing waist. It smells like you and that’s enough for him. He loves to be surrounded in your smell, it makes him feel as if you’re hugging him.

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(US Papyrus) Syrup:

He adores that you fuss over him. Gets him a bit flustered the first few times you do it when you’re together.

Syrup is also very chill, he sends you lots of memes to make your quiet voice create beautiful laughter. Syrup loves novels, movies and anime too! You guys have a lot of binging nights together. You two read fanfiction together. Loves listening to you talk about mythology and culture.

He wants to brush your hair while you drink your tea. Syrup loves snuggles!

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Poly:

These two are a great prank team, making you laugh a lot throughout the day.

Coal and you collect fuzzy blankets together, Syrup has a good eye for the best deals. You and Syrup create stories/story boarding together and Coal creates the fanart or comics. You guys can get a bit heated with your debates about characters you like and enjoy.

Both boys steal your clothes to be surrounded in your smell.

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Thank you for participating and for being patient. I hope you’ll enjoy your matchup!

#200 followers matchup event #matchup event #matchup #swapfell papyrus x reader #swapfell x reader #swapfell papyrus #coal #swapfell #underswap papyrus x reader #underswap x reader #underswap papyrus #underswap #syrup

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kamyru · 2 years

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A different kind of MC challenge

Hey! It's been a while since the last time I started a challenge. Though, @lovelovecorner made a post about her as an MC that I found very interesting and refreshing.

Unfortunately, a lot of MCs are nearly the same, with no big differences between them. Even if they are meant to portray an average otome player, it's impossible to deny that people are different from each other. So, I thought, what personality traits/interests/physical features do I have that would make me different from most MCs.

I challenge everyone who wants to write their unique traits, especially @lovelovecorner, @lxvescramble, @lys-lilac, @sterkeyra, @lemmelynn, @koifishcakes, @sekainoongaku, @xxbookloversworldxx to take part on this.

It doesn't matter if you choose personality or physical traits. It can be whatever and how many you want. I'll start.

Traits that I have that most MCs don't

I lack strong emotions - Most MCs are shown to be easy to read and obtain a reaction from them. Ayumu's MC, Kaga's MC, and Yuki's MC are the target of the LIs' teasing. Moreover, nearly every MC is said to be easy to read. While I respond to teasing, it's nearly impossible to obtain an entertaining reaction from me. I'm not screaming when I'm scared. I don't laugh hard at most of the jokes. I don't cry when I have to part ways with someone. I am not jealous at all. I'm not stressed if I have an important event. There's only one strong reaction that I can show: cringe. It's easy to make me cringe at books, games, and movies. For a momentary reaction, I am the worst target. Yet, don't be confused. I still love my dear ones and am prone to depression and anxiety. I have feelings. I just lack emotions and sometimes don't show my feelings.

I am an introvert - It's hard to understand if an MC is an introvert or not. The one that is an introvert is Romance MD: Always on Call MC. What I mean is that I'm a Shu Hasunuma type of introvert. While I can act like an extrovert in front of people, it's hard to make me go outside with someone, talk more than strictly needed, or go party, and I have a social battery that drains in less than three hours. Like Shu, most people are sure that I'm a loud extrovert, while I'm a quiet introvert. So, it would be hard for an LI to lure me outside or start a conversation with me.

I am taller than the height of average men - Ok, I'm not taller than Dutchmen. Yet, I'm taller than the average man in most countries, including Japan. The original Japanese profiles show that most LIs are around 172-180 cm (5'7 - 5'11), while I'm 176 cm (5'9). So, to be tall near me, an LI has to be at least 186 cm (6'1). And there are only three characters that I remember being so tall: Taro Akuchi, Takahisa Togo (they are both taller than 190 cm/6'3), and Jin Namba (who is 185 in the Japanese version, which makes him 6'1, not 5'10 like Voltage converted). So, there won't be photos in which I barely reach the LI's chest. Moreover, it won't be the "He's so strong" trope either. Have no idea how my barely healthy BMI can, yet I am the one person in the dorms and at home (when my father is away) who opens the jars, moves the furniture around, has the heaviest bag, etc.

I am the sarcastic one - This is a thing that probably some of you got from my "Characters as things my friends and I have said". Dark humor, perverted humor, jokes, memes, allusions to fictional characters: that's me. So, embarrassing me with the word "sex" or teasing me would be hard. There's a big chance for a comeback. My best friend jokes that even Kakashi (iykyk) would be left dumbfounded by my perverted humor from time to time.

I'm not a foodie - Most MCs are known to eat a lot, even more than male characters. I like sweets. I like tasty food. But I definitely would be happy to live on photosynthesis. I have a small stomach and think that food that has to be prepared for more than 30 minutes takes too much time. Large portions are not my cup of tea for sure.

And that was it from me. Please, have fun and enjoy yourself if you decide to take the challenge. I am very interested to see how would you all be as MCs.

Have a nice day, everyone! ❤️

#her love in the force #irresistible mistakes #romance md: always on call #oops i said yes #tokyo love hustle #rose in the embers #hyogo kaga #ayumu shinonome #jin namba #yukihisa maki #shu hasunuma #takahisa togo #taro akuchi #voltage inc #personal #challenge

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storytime-reviews · 2 years

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The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent Movie Review

Creatively unfulfilled and facing financial ruin, the fictionalised version of Cage must accept a $1 million offer to attend the birthday of a super fan (Pascal). When things take a wildly dangerous turn, Cage is forced to live up to his own legend, channeling his most iconic and beloved on-screen characters in order to save himself and his loved ones.

So firstly, I am a big Nicolas Cage fan. I love his films, you just always know you’re going to have a tonne of fun watching them, even if they don’t always make complete sense. But that’s what I love about them. So I was excited to see that The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent would feature Cage playing a fictionalised version of himself in what is a genuinely good satire. This film is not just full of meta references and laughs, it really does have heart.

This version of Nicolas Cage is a fantasy created through media and public perception, as well as his stereotypical roles and their associated memes. Yet The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent is a sincere love letter to the actor despite all of this. In fact the film is all the better for facing these stereotypes and cliches head on – such acknowledgement allows both the film and actor to move past them.

These meta jokes aren’t simply at the expense of Cage, rather they broadly focus on the egos of Hollywood. I loved the many references to films Cage has starred in, but importantly the film doesn’t over do them. It’s just enough fun for the absurdity of The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent without taking anything away from the truly heartwarming tale that it otherwise is.

The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent is at heart an emotionally driven film about a man discovering himself and re-discovering his own passions. Cage’s performance is both restrained, and completely over the top, when it needs to be. He plays into his own stereotypes, but simultaneously transcends them. This makes for a very well balanced film.

Not enough can be said about the comedic brilliance of Pedro Pascal, who shines as Cage’s partner in crime. Their chemistry is immediate and throughout the film they play off each other perfectly. They are well suited in terms of both humour and the more intense emotional scenes between the characters. The friendship that develops between the two of them is what drives the narrative forward and makes The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent utterly charming to watch. Both actors give outstanding performances.

Watch this film if you’re a Nicolas Cage or Pedro Pascal fan, if you enjoy bromantic action/comedy films, or even if you prefer more character driven films. The Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent almost has something for everyone.

#the unbearable weight of massive talent #nicolas cage #pedro pascal #javi gutierrez #tuwomt #movie review

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highlifeboat · 1 year

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Uncommon Q's (You tired of me in your box yet? lol) - For your OCs (Dealer's choice but I love Max, Melony, and Elizabeta especially today) - 1, 2, 20, 32, 35, 43. For you about Mia (I know it said OCs but I'm curious about your blorbo if you're willing to answer) : A, E, G, H,

Uncommon Questions ; Melon, Max, Liza

1. What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?

Melony is a naturally fidgety person, but it also kind of depends on if there’s people around. By herself, she can probably sit still for a few minutes before she starts distracting herself. If she’s in a situation where she’s been told (or she’s like… in church or something) she can sit still longer, more because it’s expected than anything.

Max can sit still for hours. Like he could watch paint dry and the most he would do is maybe shift positions a little. (80% of the time it’s because he’s dissociating)

Liza can’t sit still to save her life. They get bored way too easy and it’s harder for them to focus if they aren’t really doing anything.

2. How easy is it for your character to laugh?

Melony’s pretty easy to make laugh, the only jokes she doesn’t really laugh at are like… dirty jokes. Not because she doesn’t understand them, she just doesn’t find them very funny. (Sometimes they get her but it’s rare)

Max is harder to make laugh, only because he only really laughs at stupid shit. It’s not even sex humor, bro has straight up meme humor. If you showed him the “Me and the boys at 3 AM lookin for BEANS” meme he would lose his shit, but if you told him an actual joke he’d be like “That’s so funny.” with a straight face.

Liza will laugh at anything, honestly, she’s incredibly easy to make laugh. As long as the joke is good, they’ll probably like it.

20. If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?

Melony: “Romantic love is when someone makes you happy just by being around them, or they make you feel safe, and loved in ways nobody else does. Platonic love is kind of the same thing, but toned down. It’s less about being in love, and more about having someone you just enjoy hanging out with and being around. Familial love is… uh. They take care of, and protect you, and… they always know what’s… what’s best for you, even if you don’t always agree with them. And they would never get rid of you or hate you just for who you are…. But the one thing they all have in common is they thrive off of trust, because if you can’t trust your partner, or your friends, or you mom, then that’s… that’s just not good….”

Max: “Sex with emotional attachment, sex without emotional attachment, and no sex because that’s your sibling or parent or whatever and that’s gross. Even if you’re not blood related, if you consider that person a mom or a brother or something it’s weird to wanna fuck them. But also familial love is about, like… you just wanna protect them with your life! You might fight and you won’t always get along, but you would fight a Lycan for them, because you know they would do that for you, too….”

Elizabeta: “Romantic and platonic love are kind of tricky because, in both cases you can have a strong emotional connection to a person, it’s just one you wanna kiss them and go out dates and do all kind of romantic and touchy stuff, and the other is more like… they’ll laugh at you whenever you do something embarrassing like trip over your own feet or walk directly into a door. Familial love is more like…. They love and support you through hardships. They just want to watch you thrive, even if you’re sometimes a pain in the ass to deal with. They might still make fun of you, but you know they still love you.”

32. Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?

Melony doesn’t really have one, though she does occasionally just throw out some little fact from her childhood when she can like “I used to sit by the treeline and just look over the Village” or “I once found a stray cat and named her Mittens” and even “My mom tried to leave me at the market when I was four and I think that’s when I official gained consciousness”. Y’know, just fun little tidbits.

Max always defaults to the story about how he and his small group of friends snuck into the reservoir one night to skinny dip and came incredibly close to Moreau killing them for trespassing. They were all like 16-18 years old and he considers it one of the more exciting nights of his life before everything went to hell.

Liza doesn’t have one. They do try to crack jokes during conversation but there’s nothing they really default to.

35. How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?

If it’s not illegal or going to cause them harm, Melony is very supportive. She likes seeing the people she cares about get excited over things, even if they’re not always her cup of tea or are kind of terrifying. The important thing is that her friends are happy. (She’s listened intently to Cassandra go on about what knives are best for gutting people, which is… something she never thought she’d learn but here we are)

Max treats it a little more like when a kid tries to show their parent something. “Hey Max, look at this thing!’ “Yeah, that’s really cool.” kind of thing. It’s not that he isn’t supportive, but he’s definitely not showing the same level of hype they are for the thing. Which can sometimes get mistranslated to them thinking he doesn’t care. (He does. He cares very much, he wants to know, he just has Asshole Voice. Plus if someone rambles to him, it makes him feel like he can also ramble about stuff, too.)

Liza is usually the one going to their friends excited about things, but they’re always happy to listen to their friends ramble, too. And they’ll get equally excited (again, as long as it won’t cause their friend bodily harm). She’s totally supportive, within reason.

43. If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?

Melony: “I prefer women over men. I think…. I can safely say I’ve never met a man I’ve been attracted to, anyway.”

Max: “Chicks before dicks. But if you wanna pay me, y’know, I’m open for anything.”

Elizabeta: “I like… people. Men, women, both, neither, I don’t care as long as they’re nice and the love is mutual.”

Uncommon Q’s: About Mia (I'm always willing to talk about my blorbo)

A. Why are you excited about this character?

She can THROW ME THROUGH A WALL.

And also I just think Mia’s character is really interesting despite the fact she never really gets explored in the games. We never get any answers for who The Connections are, why she joined them, how much she knew, what happened to her during/post-Village. There’s so much potential for a good Mia story that’s just never used or explained. She’s also a good example of “Good people can do shitty/immoral things, but that doesn’t make them bad at heart.” I will defend this with my life, too. Because Mia IS a good person. She cares about people, she has a sense of guilt over everything, she isn’t cold hearted or hate filled. It doesn’t excuse her, but it does show she has some sense of morality (which is part of why I wish we knew why she took the Connections job). It’s honestly sad we don’t ever see her do much outside of being someone for Ethan (or Chris) to save and I hope she comes back for RE9 in some capacity (I will be frothing at the mouth and expanding/stretching any mention of her just like I did with the DLC, believe you me).

She’s also hot idc what anybody says, she can bend me over a table or spit in my face or whatever. Hotter than any other woman in this franchise imo.

E. Are they someone you would get along with? Would they get along with you?

Realistically? I think Mia would hate me *wheeze*. She’s, y’know, almost 15 years older than me, and a mom, she wouldn’t want anything to do with my dumb ass. As much as I love her, we wouldn’t get along at all.

Also I think Mia is like… really smart, and I have a rock for a brain. But maybe she likes stupid, she did marry Ethan after all, and he’s pretty smooth brain….

Y’know what, I take it back, she would love me because I would make her laugh and I would treat her right and I would be a great influence on her child. If nothing else, we would be friends who always make plans to hang out then never do, but we always send each other memes and tiktoks. We’d have at least a bare minimum friendship. Like she invites me to her birthday parties or something.

G. What trait of theirs bothers you the most?

Nothing, she’s perfect and beautiful and has no flaws whatsoever.

Seriously, though, I do think she can be a little.. Flippant, I guess? Mainly in that one RE8 flashback where she won’t just tell Ethan whatever she wants to tell him. Which is kind of on him because he took a call when his wife was clearly distressed about something, but also on her because she legit just could have been like… “Rose has Mold” or whatever she was gonna say.

And like, this is something I’ve defended her on. Her lying and whatever, because I do believe most of it is justified. It’s just that one flashback scene bugs me.

H. What trait do you admire most?

Despite all the shit she goes through, she just keeps going. Which is honestly just admirable to me. Like this bitch went through HELL and came out the other side and she was kind of thriving in 8 despite the potentially untreated PTSD (Y’all can’t convince those pills were shit beyond an antidepressant and vitamins) and other potential mental illnesses. Even in RE8 after being kidnapped she’s straight to the point with Chris, no bullshit, and I love that.

Girl seems headstrong and I think that’s pretty cool and sexy of her, y’know.

#screaming this is so long pfff #i never get tired of you btw you give me excuses to ramble about my dumb ocs and blorbos pfff #asks #coleblackblood #mia winters #oc max #oc melony #oc elizabeta #re8 oc

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