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Can we have a Steve falling head over heels for Robin's college roommate? I'm pretty sure Steve would love a super nerdy bookworm girl. Literature student, maybe? I picture her as a hopeless romantic who's super into the most tooth aching clichès and he definitely finds that cute. But she totally matches Robin's energy, so she is funny + adorable + cute.

He visits Robin on a regular basis and as she is super close with reader, they become friends too but then he realizes that she's everything he ever wanted 🥺

I'm totally vibing with that. Sorry 🤣

Hello love and thank you so much for this request. I decided to mix it with an idea that I couldn't get out of my head, so we have Baker!Steve in this one. I kinda wrote my heart out and just realised that I completely forgot to weave in the hopeless romantic/clichès thing and I'm sorry D: I hope you'll still enjoy it 💚 and if you were wondering what a puddin pretzel is, click here

prompt lists for inspiration | Stranger Things Masterlist Pairing: Baker!Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader Word Count: 6743 Warnings/Tags: mutual pining, use of petnames (doll), broken hearts in the past, fluff, domestic Steve, I mean he bakes come on!, making out, sexual tension Read on AO3

If someone had told Steve Harrington years ago that he would one day earn his money with baking, he would have probably called them crazy. But here he was, still learning this and that, but he was already doing a damn good job. It was work that fulfilled him, baking things that made other people smile, that helped them start their days off right, and he’d even made his first wedding cake. The old man that had taught him, was leaving him more and more in charge of everything, while his granddaughter worked behind the counter to sell everything.

It had started out as a hobby, as a way to experiment at home, since he’d pretty much always been alone. Steve had always had a sweet tooth, so it was just more fun to try this out himself instead of just buying everything. Sure, he had the money, and he often did buy stuff, but he wanted to mix things up. He dreamed about mixing maple syrup with bacon in the form of a cupcake. So he did just that.

While Robin went to college, Steve started working at a shop called Sweet Temptations. Honestly, he’d been drawn in by the name, and then the cupcakes, the cakes and whatnot had made him stay and ask about a job. While Nino, the owner, had told him to bring him something homemade, his granddaughter had immediately said that he could start, because he would definitely draw the younger women in. Sure, they could use the additional customers, but Steve wouldn’t get the job without proving that he indeed had a talent when it came to baking.

And Steve delivered. He did make the Maple-Bacon-cupcakes he’d perfected by now and had wowed Nino with that. So, the old man had told Steve everything he knew, and was still teaching him, even though he only spent one day a week at the bakery, trying to do his best to enjoy his retirement. The shop was still his baby, so he had to drop by and bake with Steve once a week, pass on his secrets, the ones he hadn’t already passed onto him. His granddaughter, Mira, had been right at least, because they had an increase in female customers who even stayed in the shop to enjoy a piece of cake and a coffee, lingering to get a good look at the young baker everyone was talking about.

Meanwhile, Steve’s mind and heart were occupied with someone else: You. God, he had fallen head over heels for you, and he hadn’t seen it coming.

Of course, he’d heard about you from Robin again and again. She loved living with you, because you were so much like her. Sure, you liked different things, and you were someone who did read a lot - maybe natural as a literature student - but you also liked to go out with Robin, enjoyed movie nights, and listened to her ramble on and on. You two just worked so well together, and Robin had quickly become your best friend. While Steve had heard everything about you, you had heard everything about him from Robin.

Still, it had taken a lot of time until the two of you had finally met. Robin had invited Steve over for movie night, and had forgotten to ask you first, so when you’d opened the door for him, you’d been taken aback. You’d seen pictures of him, but seeing him there right in front of you had definitely made your heart skip a beat - and it had been the same for Steve. Robin had apologised again and again, saying that she should have asked you first, but you’d been overjoyed to finally meet that famous Steve Harrington. That alone had made him blush a little. Robin should have seen it right then and there, because she wasn’t used to that kind of reaction from Steve, but she’d been a bit blind in that moment, because she’d still kept apologising to you.

Ever since then, you’d made it a regular thing to rent some movies and watch them together. But it wasn’t just those days that Steve showed up. Sometimes, he stopped by after work and brought a couple of baked goods with him. Sometimes, he came over for pizza in the evening. You liked him, and you liked spending time with him, but never made any advances towards him, because he was Robin’s other best friend. They’d been through a lot, that much she’d told you, but she’d never said what exactly had happened. But you knew that Steve was plagued by nightmares, and that there were certain days that he couldn’t stand bright lights, because they gave him a headache. He’d told you once that he’s had more than one concussion, so the headaches, the light sensibility, those were things that came from that. Not every day, he had good and bad days of course, but when he’d told you about that, you’d hugged him without thinking too much about it. Steve had gone rigid in your arms for a moment, before he’d melted into your touch, had hugged you back and just stayed like this for some time. When you’d separated, none of you had been able to say anything, because Robin had burst back into the room again.

One day, Robin had asked you whether it was really okay that Steve wass dropping by so often. She’d told you that it was okay, if she went over to Steve’s so that you had your peace and quiet to read or study, but you’d quickly told her that it was more than okay. Maybe even a bit too quickly, because she’d smiled at you, leaning in to ask you whether you liked him. The way you’d stumbled over your words had told her everything she’d needed to know.

“I don’t have time for a guy in my life,” you’d told her, but Robin had just rolled her eyes at you, knowing that it was just a way to guard your heart, to not give anyone the chance to break your heart again. If you were honest with yourself, Steve had already managed to slip past the cracks in the wall you’d put up. With his warm smile, his infectious laughter, his caring personality and the love he put out into the world. That was why you had to be careful, watch out that you didn’t fall even more for him. The best would probably be to not spend that much time with him, but you enjoyed it way too much, missed the movie nights when you had something else to go to.

Tonight, though, when Steve knocked on the door to the apartment you shared with Robin, you immediately smiled when you saw him. Steve did the same, before he lifted the tray he was carrying.

“Brought you something new. Just tried it out today!” Steve walked in, taking off his shoes and jacket, while you brought the tray to the kitchen.

“So we’re your test subjects, huh?”

“Oh, you know, I really value your opinion, so…” Steve shrugged his shoulders, before he drew his brows together. Robin was in the bathroom, singing at the top of her lungs, but Steve couldn’t really make out the song.

“I swear, if you keep bringing this stuff, I won’t fit through the door anymore at one point. I already gained weight because of these things.”

“So, do you want me to stop bringing you stuff?” Steve tried to stop himself from smiling, while his eyes wandered over your body. To him you were perfect, with a couple kilos more or less, he didn’t care as long as you were happy.

“Don't you dare stop!” you said with a laugh as you opened the lid of the tray. The air was immediately filled with the smell of vanilla, making your mouth water. “What is that?”

Your eyes, big and round and filled with wonder, looked up at Steve, ready to take one of these things and take a bite to see if they tasted as good as they looked.

“It’s called a pudding pretzel. See, it looks like a pretzel, but it’s sweet.” He leaned over, his shoulder touching yours as he showed you what he meant. “And the holes are filled with pudding. You just have to try it.”

When he turned his head to face you, your noses nearly brushed. For a moment, you both stayed like this, nobody saying a word, but you quickly straightened, when you heard the bathroom door open.

“Steve?” Robin said, scowling at him as she fluffed up her hair, looking ready to go out. Then, realisation hit her. “Shit, I completely forgot about movie night!”

“Got a hot date or something?” Steve’s eyes locked on her, scanning her outfit, before he started grinning from ear to ear. “Oh you do! And you haven’t said a word!”

“Well…” Now, it was Robin’s turn to blush, but she quickly brushed past the two of you to get to her shoes. “I didn’t wanna jinx it by telling you, and you probably would have talked me out of it.”

That made your ears perk up, and you followed her, because you had an idea who she might be going out with, and it was not a good idea. Still, if that was Robin’s choice, you would accept it and let her go. Once she got her mind set on something, nobody could really talk her out of it.

“I’m really sorry that I didn’t tell you two and postpone movie night. But you’re welcome to stay anyway, Steve. You can watch a movie without me, right?” Robin’s eyes settled on you when she straightened again, her shoes now on her feet. Oh that little minx! Right now, that almost felt like some kind of scheme from her to get you and Steve to spend some time alone.

“It’s alright, I can leave if you want to use the night to read the book you talked about!”

“Already finished that,” you quickly said, surprised that he’d remembered that.

“Should have expected that.” Steve let out a laugh that made your lips curl up into a smile. A laugh that was so genuine that it touched your heart and made the last bit of resolve vanish.

“You’re welcome to stay, Steve. Would love the company for a movie.”

The way you said his name, the way it rolled off your tongue, made Steve smile.

“Alright, then I’ll stay.”

“Good!” Robin clapped her hands, giving you a mischievous grin, before she reached for her bag. “Have fun you two. Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!” And with that, she was out the door.

“She’s really something, isn’t she?” Steve shook his head, slowly looking your way.

“Tell me about it!” You rolled your eyes with a laugh. “How about I get the movie started and you get these delicious things on a plate?”

Steve agreed without hesitating, but he still watched you leave for the living room. The moment you were gone, he took a deep breath, trying to calm his beating heart. Suddenly being alone with you made him nervous. With Robin there, it hadn’t been awkward at all, but he was scared that he would make it awkward now. He really didn’t want to screw this up with you, but he also didn’t want to make a move because… well, you were Robin’s roommate and her other best friend. If you didn’t like him the way he liked you, it would make things incredibly uncomfortable for all of you.

So, he took a deep breath and put the pudding pretzels on plates, before he walked over to you. He took a seat on the opposite site of the sofa and handed you one of the plates. With Robin not there, there was a huge gap between you.

“Oh my God!”

Your sudden outburst nearly made Steve jump, because his eyes had been glued to the TV. With big eyes, he looked at you, but seeing the smile on your face made him relax. You wiggled around in your spot, your mouth filled with another bite of the baked goods he’d brought.

“Steve, this tastes absolutely amazing! You gonna sell it at the shop?”

“If Nino agrees, then yes.”

“He’d be an idiot not to sell them. These are better than sex!”

Steve nearly choked on the piece of pudding pretzel he had in his mouth when you said that. He needed a moment, to calm down, before he levelled his eyes at you, trying to figure out whether he’d heard you correctly.

“What?”

“I mean it.” You looked at him for a moment, before you quickly turned to look back at the TV, because the intensity of his stare made you squirm in your seat. Shit, you’d really put your foot in your mouth and had said something that probably wasn’t appropriate to talk about with Steve, especially not because you liked him and had thought about doing certain things with him. “At least better than the sex I’ve had.”

Yeah, you really should have kept quiet, so before you said anything else, you stuffed your mouth with the rest that was still on your plate.

“God, I’m sorry, doll, but then you probably just had the wrong kind of guy by your side.” Steve shook his head, kinda shocked to hear that from you, to know that apparently nobody had made you really enjoy it when you thought that his pudding pretzels were better than sex. It also made him aware that he’d thought about this with you way more often than was appropriate. And he should really not be thinking about it right now, but you’d planted that thought in his head. “Cause it can and should be good.”

“Yeah I know…” You sounded kind of defeated, not wanting to think about how much time you’d wasted with your ex, who’d cheated on you multiple times, and who’d treated you like one of his belongings. But you also didn’t want to think about Steve on the other side of the sofa. Steve, who looked good enough to eat, and who smelled the part as well, because he’d come by right after work, so he smelled just as delicious as the baked goods he’d brought with him.

Steve shifted his sitting position, reached for a pillow to lay it in his lap and balance the plate on top of it, which was more of an alibi move, so that you wouldn’t grow suspicious of him putting the pillow in his lap.

There was about half an hour of silence between the two of you, each one aware of the tension in the room, but staying quiet about it. When you reached for the blanket, though, because you were getting cold, Steve shifted in his seat, looking over at you. Suddenly, he felt a bit bolder. Maybe that was because of your previous topic, maybe it was the overall situation, but in the end, it didn’t matter.

“Come here,” he said, opening his arms for you, a smile on his lips. “I promise I won’t bite, but honestly, I’m like a furnace, so I’ll keep you warm.”

“I-” you started, biting your lip, but if he was offering, it was alright to do it, wasn’t it? “Okay.” You scooted over to him and snuggled up to his side, your heart racing in your chest when his smell filled your nose again.

Steve’s arm wrapped around your shoulders and he pulled you even closer. Your hand found its place on his chest, feeling the rapid beating of his heart through the shirt he was wearing. Was he maybe as nervous as you were? Or was that just your imagination? When you lifted your head to look up at him, you found him staring back, and you could swear that his eyes landed on your lips. Before anything could happen, before any of you could say a thing, the door to your apartment flung open and Robin kicked it shut again behind her.

You scrambled to get up from the sofa, heart beating even faster than before, because you felt like you had nearly been caught doing something you shouldn’t be doing. Which was ridiculous, since Steve and you were both adults and nothing had happened. Still, you didn’t really want Robin to find you like this.

Steve just looked at you with big eyes for a moment, before you left him sitting there alone to get to Robin. He reached for the remote to turn everything off before he followed you.

“Oh lord, what happened?” he asked when he found you and Robin sitting at the kitchen table. She looked a bit out of it, when you held out a glass of water to her. She’d had a couple of drinks, Steve could tell that already.

“She stood me up.” Robin looked up at him for a moment, before she dropped her forehead to the table again, heaving a sigh. “Waited and waited and was so nervous… Maaaaay have had a couple drinks. Then I left.”

“I’m so sorry, Robin. Want me to trip her the next time I see her?” you offered, laying a gentle hand on her back, slowly rubbing up and down to show her that you were there.

“No… Just.. God, I just wanna go to bed.” You could tell that she was on the verge of tears, because of the alcohol. It always made her either more outgoing or emotional, and after an evening like this, it was clear that she wasn’t dancing on tables right now.

“Come on, I’ll take you to bed,” you said, standing up with her, wrapping your arm around her waist. You looked up, your eyes meeting Steve’s

“Go, I’ll clean up here,” he said with a smile. So, while you went to the bathroom with Robin to get her into something more comfortable and wash her face, Steve cleaned the kitchen and put everything away that you’d used. He brought a bottle of water into Robin’s room and put it next to the bed.

“Thank you,” Robin mumbled, as you entered her room and she saw Steve just put the bottle down, but she meant both of you. “I should have just stayed home with you two.” She flopped down on her bed, taking a deep breath. “Did you at least enjoy your evening?”

“Yeah,” Steve said immediately, smiling to himself as he risked a look at you.

“It was a good movie, so yeah!” To be honest, you had no idea what the movie had been about, too preoccupied with the person standing next to you right now.

“Mhm… Good,” Robin mumbled, snuggling into her pillow. “Was hoping for more, though.”

She didn’t offer an explanation or say anything else, mainly because she fell asleep, but she left you curious about what she meant. Well, you had an idea, but you couldn’t be sure about that. It didn’t matter in the end, did it?

As quietly as possible, you left the room with Steve, leaving the door ajar when you brought him to the front door.

“I’ll come by tomorrow morning and take care of breakfast, alright? See how she’s doing.” Steve put on his shoes before he reached for his jacket.

“Sounds good. And thank you, Steve… It was a fun evening.” Maybe, that was not exactly the right word, considering how nervous he’d made you, but the brief moment you’d spent in his arms had made you relax, and it had made you feel so safe.

“It really was, so thank you.” Steve leaned forward to place a kiss on your cheek. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Mhm… goodnight, Steve!” He turned around at the top of the stairs to give you a little wave, before he disappeared from view. The smile on your lips would probably have been able to light up the whole room when you closed the door behind you. The only question was, how you were supposed to find sleep after this.

As you’d expected, you hardly slept at all, tossing and turning, thinking about the previous evening, how close Steve and you had gotten. You hadn’t lied to Robin when you’d said that you didn’t have time for a man, though it was probably more a way to protect yourself than anything else. But Steve… Steve made you laugh, he filled you with happiness, and he always took care of Robin and you. That’s why he wanted to come by and make breakfast.

Shit. Yeah, you really weren’t ready to face him right now, not when you thought about him pretty much all night and were ready to jump his bones, to act on the tension that had been there between you hours later.

You cast a quick glance into Robin’s room, but she was still asleep, so you left her alone again and put on your shoes. You needed to get out, go for a walk, clear your mind, whatever. But you were not ready to face Steve. But Steve it was, you collided with when you ripped the door open and stepped outside without looking around first.

“Woah, careful there, doll!” One of Steve’s hands wrapped around your upper arm, steadying you, while he was carrying a bag in the other hand. Your own hands landed in his chest, eyes closed for a moment, before you managed to pry them open and look at him.

“You running away from something?” he asked, smiling at you, before he carefully took his hand off your arm.

God, he had no idea how correct he was. On the one hand, you were running from him, on the other from your own feelings, because you were already feeling your heart pick up its pace, and it wasn’t because of the surprise right now. It was because of Steve’s presence, because of the smell of him that filled your nose, because of the smile that made your knees weak.

“No!” Your answer came a bit too quickly for your own liking and you bit your bottom lip, taking a step back. “I’m just running late. Completely forgot I have a meeting. I’ll see you around!”

You gave him a curt smile and a wave before you were off and bounded down the stairs. Steve watched you leave, his heart sinking a little, because it felt like you were running away from him. Still, he was here to make breakfast, so he walked inside and headed to the kitchen to prepare some scrambled eggs and pancakes.

When Robin walked into the kitchen twenty minutes later, she was greeted with a set table and everything she could wish for. She only had a mild headache, but nothing a good breakfast couldn’t help with.

“Morning,” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes, before she smiled at Steve. “Is Y/N not awake yet?”

“She is… but she pretty much fled your apartment.”

“Huh?” Now, that made Robin’s eyes widen, curiosity shining in them when she took a seat. “What do you mean? What happened?”

Robin reached for the coffee first to take a sip and let the hot liquid wake her spirits.

“She said she has a meeting, but-” Steve heaved a sigh, reaching for his own coffee cup to wrap his hands around it. He looked down, as if he was looking for the right words in the hot beverage. “Kinda felt like she didn’t wanna see me, you know? Maybe, I fucked it up, don’t know.”

“Wait a second!” Robin pinched the bridge of her nose, trying her best to focus. “I feel like I’m missing a vital piece of information here.”

“Nothing happened!” Steve said immediately, looking up again to reassure Robin and make her realise that he was telling the truth. “At least not really. I mean, we were watching the movie and she said that my pudding pretzels were better than sex, so… that topic came up briefly and then we were both quiet… a bit awkward.”

Steve leaned forward, putting his elbows on the table, clasping his hands together. His tongue darted out to wet his lips, while Robin started eating the pancakes, listening intently to what he was saying. But she didn’t stop him, let him talk until she had all the information she needed.

“When she reached for the blanket, I offered her to come cuddle, ‘cause you know how much heat I radiate.”

“That’s a fact. You’re damn hot all the time.” Robin nodded her head, curious where this was going, as if she was reading a book, or rather having a book read to hear that was just about to get really interesting. “So what then?”

“She snuggled up to me.”

Oh, the smile that appeared on Steve’s lips made Robin really giddy. She’d seen that look before, but it had been a while since she’d last seen that. Sure, Steve had done a lot of dating, looking for the one person that he could call his partner, the one that would stay with him and really love him, but he hadn’t found that person. And now, you were the reason he had that dreamy smile on his lips.

“And then you got hom.”

“Ahh fuck,” Robin groaned, dropping her fork onto the table. “You were doing so well, and then I managed to fuck it up. So much for my plan.”

“Yeah…” Steve was still smiling, but then he realised what Robin had just said. “What do you mean your plan?”

“Forget it…” Robin quickly shook her head, but before she could say anything else, Steve insisted that she should tell him.

“Well… she likes you, Steve! I wasn’t sure how you were feeling, but seeing how much you smile, I don’t need you to spell it out. But Y/N is always like… she doesn’t have time for a boyfriend, she’s scared of getting her heart broken again…”

“Yeah, I know that feeling.” Steve rolled his eyes, tried his best not to get his hopes up at what Robin had just told him.

“Yeah, and that’s exactly why the two of you would never hurt each other like that. That’s why I didn’t tell you two about the date yesterday. So that you’d spend some time alone and maybe, finally take a step towards each other.” Robin leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms over her chest. “And apparently you did. But why do you think she’d be running from you now?”

“I don’t know! I mean, maybe I was too bold yesterday?”

“Steve, you cuddled on the sofa for maybe a few moments, right? And she could have easily said no, but she didn’t.”

“I kissed her cheek when I left and told her I’d come by for breakfast.”

“Oh boy… Nothing of that was too bold, but I guess, she’s too much in her head again, so that’s why she ran.”

“Maybe.” Steve lifted his coffee cup and emptied the last drops into his mouth, before he got up. “You’ll be alright? ‘Cause I think I just need to clear my head a bit.”

“Steve…” Robin really didn’t want to let him go, not when he looked so defeated.

Sure, Robin had told him that you apparently had feelings for him, but right now, he was sure that you’d run away from him, so that was wearing him down. For months now, he hadn’t had eyes for anyone else, only for you, because you were the one person that made him happy beyond words by just existing in his close proximity. Yesterday, getting to hold you and kiss your cheek had made him unbelievably happy, but for you? It sure looked like he’d taken it too far. So he needed some time to himself, and when he needed to clear his head, he started baking.

“Robin…” Steve looked at her, a weary smile on his lips when he stepped up to her. “Will you be alright?”

“Sure,” she said with a huff, not wanting to let him go, but knowing that she couldn’t keep him here. “What about you, though?”

“I’ll be fine. I always manage, you know that.”

Yeah, she did… and that was what kind of scared her, because she knew that Steve wouldn’t bounce back that easily this time, not when you were the perfect match for him and ran out of the apartment as soon as he arrived.

After a long, long walk and some more coffee from the coffee shop around the corner, you came back home, hoping that Steve would already be gone. When you didn’t see his shoes when you entered, you sighed in relief. At least, you were thinking that it was relief, but it was mixed with a weird kind of longing because he wasn’t there.

“Good, you’re home,” Robin said, leaning in the door to the living room. She’d showered and looked way better than the night before, but the serious look on her face made you a little worried.

“Yeah, sorry, I had a-”

“Meeting, so I’ve heard. Now, tell me, why haven’t you mentioned that all week?”

“Well,” you started, eyes wide, because you hadn’t expected that question from her. And that attitude she was giving you, really threw you off.

“Because you didn’t have a meeting and just ran away so you didn’t have to face Steve, right?”

Busted.

“Look…” You ran both hands over your face and through your hair. Steve was Robin’s best friend, and you really didn’t want to make it awkward at all, but right now, you got the feeling that it already was awkward as fuck.

“Hey, listen,” Robin said, stepping up to you and taking your hands into hers, her voice and her whole demeanour a lot softer than before. “I understand that, ‘cause you’re scared of getting hurt again, but believe me… Steve would never hurt you. God, he’s so in love with you, it’s painful to watch.”

“He… what?”

“Are you really that oblivious? He’s not just being nice to you. He’s completely and utterly in love with you. And he’s scared of getting his heart broken again as well.” Robin shook her head before she smiled at you. “You two really belong together, you just have to open your heart and allow yourself that.”

Robin tapped two fingers against your chest, letting go of your hands to do so.

“I’m just…” You broke off, shaking your head as you were trying to process what Robin had just told you. You had kind of hoped that Steve would feel the same way, but a tiny voice had told you all this time that he had just been nice to you.

“Scared, I know. So is Steve.” Robin placed a hand on your cheek, making you look at her again. “And now he thinks he did something wrong.” “What? No, no, no, he didn’t, I was just… I don’t know.”

“Maybe you should go and tell him that then. Make him stop worrying, because I know he’ll be baking all afternoon to clear his head.”

“You think so?”

“I know it. Because he keeps overthinking every little thing. Something else you have in common.”

Mira walked to the back where Steve was working and put a new cup of coffee in front of him.

“Thank you.”

“No problem. Anything else you need?” She leaned in the doorframe, watching him work. He’d come in, looking distracted, and it had shown in the first batch of cupcakes he’d made, because they’d landed in the trash.

“No thanks.” Steve gave her a smile that looked more forced than anything and went back to work. He knew that he needed to concentrate a little more, because that would help him clear his head of you, but it didn’t work. You were there, in his head and in his heart, and by now it hurt to think about you.

Steve turned the music up a little louder and started putting the ingredients he needed into the mixer. While the mixer was busy, he put some flour on the work surface and made a mould in the middle, because he wanted to make bread as well as some more cupcakes.

He stopped the mixer once all the ingredients were blended together, and tasted it. It was good, no question, but it was definitely missing some more vanilla. Once he had the perfect mixture, he poured it into the baking pans and sent the cupcakes to the oven.

Now for the bread… he mixed the yeast with warm water before he poured the mixture into the mould in the flour. That was the moment you walked into the room, but Steve didn’t realise that he wasn’t alone anymore. He was finally able to clear his head a little, hum along to the music and concentrate on what he was doing. With a spoon, he started mixing a bit of the water mixture and the flour together, before he was finally able to use his hands to make some proper dough. His hands and arms were full of flour, so when he raised his arm to brush the sweat on his forehead away with his forearm, some of the flour stuck to his face and even his hair.

The sight warmed your heart, because he looked completely at ease, so in his element, that you didn’t want to disturb him. At the same time, your heart nearly burst out of your chest, because it was filled with so much love for this man. Now that you were allowing yourself these feelings, they were even bigger than you could ever have expected.

Your eyes travelled up slowly up from his hands, over his forearms, the muscles flexing in them, the veins that stood out, up over his chest, his chin, his lips, and to his eyes that were now looking back at you. You hadn’t realised that he’d stopped kneading the dough and was suddenly aware that you were there.

“What are you doing here?” Steve’s words weren’t harsh, they were extremely soft, surprise shining in his eyes as he wiped his hands on his apron.

“I… I wanted to see you,” you managed to say. “Think I’ve got some explaining to do.”

“You don’t have to explain anything.” Steve shook his head, still trying to smile. “I took it a step too far.”

“Steve, you really didn’t.” You gathered your courage and walked around the work surface to stop right in front of him. “I was just…”

“Scared.” Steve finished the sentence for you, keeping his eyes on you while his heart threatened to beat right out of his chest. “Are you still scared?”

“Yeah.” You swallowed hard, taking the last step to close the gap between you two. “But…”

“But…?” Steve’s voice was low, quiet, but he was so all consuming that you couldn’t think clearly anymore. Your head was filled with him, your body humming because of the proximity of his body, of feeling the heat radiating off him and seeping into your skin. His right hand came up to cup your cheek, tilting your head so that you had to look up at him.

“But…” You tried again, your skin feeling like it was on fire from where he touched you, a hint of flour lingering where his thumb brushed over your cheek.

You ran your fingertips up his stomach, over his chest and to his shoulders, pulling yourself up just slightly so that you could kiss his lips. You had nothing to lose, right? And sometimes, you just had to take that jump that you were so afraid of.

Steve was taken by surprise that you’d taken the initiative, but that surprise was quickly pushed away, and he kissed you back. His hand moved from your cheek to the back of your neck, pulling you even closer, while his free hand found its place on your hip. Your body was flush against his, your hands moving up to tangle in his hair, your breasts pressed against his chest while his tongue delved into your mouth, making you moan slightly into the kiss.

You’d had your experience in kissing, but this… this kind of kiss was definitely something else. You felt it to the tips of your toes, it made your whole body tingle and ache for more. Close wasn’t close enough, and you could have kept going for some time, not wanting to let go of him, but the loud beeping of the oven made both of you pull back.

“Shit… sorry,” Steve mumbled, lips puffy from kissing, glistening slightly, while dark eyes looked back at you. You probably looked just like him, hair a bit dishevelled but you didn’t care.

“‘S alright,” you managed to mumble, smiling to yourself as you stepped back. Steve made quick work of the cupcakes and pulled them out of the oven.

You bit your bottom lip, looking down at yourself. The flour showed where Steve’s hands had been, and it made you grin like an idiot. Yeah, you could really get used to it.

“What are you making there anyway?” Curiosity got the better of you, so you had to ask about the dough that Steve had abandoned due to you kissing him.

“I wanted to make some bread.”

“Bread? And here I thought, you only made sweet stuff here.”

“Ah, see that’s where you’re wrong, doll. Sweet and savoury. Remember the Maple-Bacon-Cupcakes?” You nodded vigorously, because they were among your favourites. “And bread is just something that has to be mastered. Here, let me show you.”

Steve stepped up behind you and manoeuvred you so that you were standing in front of the dough. His arms wrapped around you, his chest against your back, and his hands on top of yours, moving them to the dough so he could show you how to knead it.

“It’s really soft, isn’t it?” Steve’s voice was right next to your ear, distracting you even more than being trapped in his embrace.

“Mhm…” you mumbled, trying to focus on what you were doing, but Steve made it really hard for you. You didn’t even hear most of what he was talking about, too distracted by the feeling of his strong hands on yours, guiding your hands.

“And then we form a loaf,” he nearly whispered into your ear, his lips almost touching it. Steve moved your hands with his, doing what he just told you, and when the loaf was done, he still kept you right in front of himself to walk over to the sink and wash your hands.

“Steve…” you managed to breathe out and turn in his embrace, when his lips immediately came down on yours. His hands were on your hops, lifting you into the surface, sending flour into the air, a fine dust settling on your skin and in your hair, but you didn’t care. All you cared about were Steve’s lips on yours, his hands moving up and down your thighs, while his tongue invaded your mouth, tasting you and making you crave even more. This was definitely not the right place to be doing this, but you didn’t care. Someone else did, though.

“Steve I just - OH SHIT! Sorry!” Mira quickly turned around again and walked out, still apologising.

Steve lifted his head, looking after her, before he burst out laughing. You chimed in, leaning your head against his chest, hiding your face. His fingers slowly carded through your hair, before he kissed the top of your head.

“Maybe, we should continue this somewhere else.”

“Mhm… Maybe you could finally show me how you live, after you’ve been in our apartment most of the time.” Slowly you raised your head to look at him, feet dangling left and right of his legs.

“What do I get if I show you?” Steve wiggled his eyebrows at you, making you chuckle.

“How about… as many kisses as you want?” Feeling a little bolder, you leaned forward to kiss over his jaw to his ear, taking your time. “Sound good?”

“Perfect.” His hands squeezed your thighs, before he stepped back and held out his hand for you. You really were everything he wanted, and he couldn’t believe that you were finally holding his hand and smiling just for and because of him. What more could he want?

#steve harrington #steve harrington x reader #steve harrington x you #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington fanfic #steve harrington fluff #steve x reader #steve x you #staffi writes #steve harrington x fem!reader #baker!steve harrington #baker steve harrington

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Alright, let’s talk about Kalim (related to the latest comic), new official stuff, Idia being annoying and Lilia being possessive over Silver! And some other stuff, I think…

Anonymous asked:

So you seen the latest chapter of 7 ENG. If you do, any particular thoughts on two certain individuals with helmets.

We haven't watched ch7 at all yet, Anon. There are certain spoilers that are unavoidable, but since we didn't watch the story itself, we can't really say anything. We also don’t follow ENG updates, more on that in a reply below.

hipsterteller asked:

the only dorm leader who didn't overblot and same time the only sunshine

Yep, that’s our Kalim! He’s just here to have a good time :)

Anonymous asked:

Kalim, the only housewarden not to overblot.

Jamil, the only vice housewarden to overblot.

Aren’t they just perfect for each other? 🥰

Anonymous asked:

Good thing Jamil is not part of it...actually, I think he already did before the meeting.

I guess it depends on whether Kalim has asked him about how he is doing or not this day 🤔 Check on your friend, Kalim!

Anonymous asked:

Kalim (walking to his room): Oh, wow! That housewarden meeting was wild! Six people overblotting all at the same time... What are the odds of that?? I sure am glad to be finally back to the peaceful familiarity of my dorm, where I can rest after such a stressful day!

Scarabia student: Housewarden, please! Come quick-

Kalim (still walking): We're not doing this today :)

LOL sorry, Kalim, you have no choice but to deal with this, Jamil is clearly not dealing with this well on his own. Oh wait. Kalim probably shouldn’t intervene, he’ll just make things worse lol

asteampvnk asked:

Love your newest drawing. Although, to be fair, with how much Kalim gaslights himself that everything’s fine I half expect him to overblot.

I don’t know, to be honest it’s still very difficult for me to picture Kalim overblotting over anything other than Jamil getting seriously hurt because of him, but maybe it’s Kalim’s gaslighting that’s so powerful that it completely skewers my perception of his overblot chances…

Anonymous asked: I don't know why, but I find Kalim's eyes so cute the way you draw in the latest comic.

Thank you so so much, Anon!! ❤️

Anonymous asked:

Ryuichi and Katsu, you guys probably only play the EN Version of Twist but i wanted to ask if you guys had heard of the new JPN Event 'Red Carpet in the Shaftlands'! Have you seen the new cards and outfits? Especially Vil and Azul look very handsome!

Hi Anon! We don’t play the EN version, or any version for that matter; we just watch the main story + events on youtube. We also prefer fan translations over the official ones :) This isn’t what you asked about, but I thought I’d mention that. So yeah, we did hear about the new event! Even though we don’t have time to watch events these days, we’ll probably and hopefully get to it eventually; so I have really high hopes for this one! I already said it the other day, but: show us Eric Venue god damn it >:(

As for the cards…

Anonymous asked:

HAVE YOU SEEN THE NEW OUTFITS FOR ACE, JAMIL, AND AZUL!?!? I NEVER THOUGHT AZUL WOULD LOOK SO GOOD IN THAT COLOR SCHEME!

AZUL LOOKS LIKE A MEAN RICH AUNTIE, ACE LOOKS LIKE THAT ONE DOUCHE FROM A RICH FAMILY THAT ALWAYS ASKS FOR MONEY (AND HIS RICH AUNTIE DOESN’T GIVE HIM SHIT), JAMIL LOOKS LIKE THE MEANEST GIRL IN A HIGH SCHOOL MOVIE FROM 90-00S, AND IT LOOKS GREAT!!

Azul does look good, although I am a bit conflicted about his hairstyle: I can’t quite figure out whether I like it or am just okay with it; but even if it’s the latter, I’m always excited to see new hairstyles. And this shape of glasses looks so stupidly good on him! He is indeed very handsome, this style of clothing suits him a lot.

Vil is gorgeous, I can’t even yell about him anymore. The richest mom in Hollywood.

Ace looks very good; Jamil does unimaginable things to my psyche, I can’t quite put it into words. I think the colour scheme of the new outfits suits him the most, but I might just be biased.

Anonymous asked:

Ryu they released the choreography of absolutely beautiful, did you see???? Im soso normal about it LOOK AT MY WIFE SPITTING BARS AND LOOKING ALL CUTE I watched it so many times already i was pacing around my room for an hour

I honestly can’t believe they did, this is so nice of them?? Now people can actually perform the dance themselves, this is so cool.

Jamil’s rap is one of my favourite parts of the song (original, I know), so it’s great to actually see him shine. But also? Also?

Epel short.

Anonymous asked:

I’m so sorry but in reference to the ask about Idia getting into a verbal sparring match with someone: imagine they’re both getting ruder and nastier and then, they somehow end up in bed together????

YES this is basically how we write Sebek/Idia LOL But also Azul/Idia to be honest, these two argue and get annoyed with each other a lot…

This is one of our favourite tropes in general, and with Idia it suits him to perfectly lol He always ends up verbally sparring with someone and getting someone heated over the argument, it’s like he’s begging for it (absolutely unintentionally though).

Anonymous asked:

Your art is really wonderful! (I love how you draw Lilia.) Sililia is a bit of guilty pleasure for me as well. I think you mentioned in a previous post about yanderes that Lilia’s trying not to get attached to anyone at this point in his life. So, if someone else were to hit on Silver or tried to woo him, would he reluctantly accept it? Or would he instantly act possessive once he sees someone moving in on his?

Thank you so much, Anon!! I am very happy you like our Lilia and that you enjoy his relationship with Silver <3

I think I talked about it in one of our previous LiliSil posts, but I’ll reiterate: in theory, Lilia would absolutely encourage Silver to spend time with someone else, even if this is just a little high school fling and not something serious. He does want Silver to socialise more and to have a lot of people around him, because unfortunately Lilia won’t be around forever, and he isn’t cruel to the point of wanting Silver to be loyal to him even after his death. That would just ruin the young one’s life forever, wouldn’t that be a waste?

But in actuality, I think Lilia would still get somewhat jealous and possessive if Silver found someone for himself. Lilia might try to rationalise it by thinking that he just doesn’t want any rascal to hurt Silver’s feelings, he might even enjoy acting like a strict dad for a short while, but he’ll very soon realise that he is just being super jealous and doesn’t want to share Silver with anyone lol It might be easier for him is Silver starts dating Sebek, at least Sebek knows his place… in Lilia’s eyes, at least.

Anonymous asked:

*looks at violet art*

*looks at Idia art*

Now we need a universe where those two meet each other because I swear some alternate universe thing is happening here.

I absolutely should’ve replied to this one as soon as we got it, sorry for fucking up the chronology of this whole thing, for some reason I just couldn’t shut up about Idia and Violet LOL

Ah, these two. Artsy goth Idia and Otaku tech-nerd Gregory.

Honestly, I wonder how these two would interact. The easiest thing would be to assume that they’ll just sit in their own corners doing their own thing because neither of them is particularly chatty. Also, at first it seems like despite their similarities, they are the opposites of each other, because of the whole arts vs tech thing… but in actuality, Idia is one of the most artistic people in NRC?? With good taste and outside-the-box creative thinking?? Considering how much he loves a good design and how even Vil praised the ceremonial gear he made for Ortho. As someone who likes anime and stuff, he is definitely a connoisseur of art lol

So yeah, it’d be funny to think about them getting weird vibes from each other from the start, maybe seeing some of their own “bad” qualities and being annoyed by them, getting weird uncanny-valley feeling, but ultimately ending up creating something together. I just want them to create something together…

Although…both of them are such individualists, they might have creative disagreements and do their own things separately from each other. God damn it boys you were supposed to have fun interactions!

#replies #lilisil

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t0ast-ghost · 1 month

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Episode 14 (The Conscience of The King). This is the reason I didn’t use the titles, you think I know how to spell concience?

Anyhow:

- oh neat mackers

- that was a weird and sudden transition for the theme

- WHY as the daughter of the actor playing mac would you play lady m???

- I also see dead men when trying to kiss women..

- “Mr. Spock, the man on top walks a lonely street. The chain of command is often a noose.” “Spare me your philosophical metaphors, Doctor.” They hate each other

- “my fathers race was spared the effects of alcohol” “oh now I know why they were conquered” WHAT THE FUCK BONES

- “did it ever occur to you that he actually just might like the girl?” “It occurred. I dismissed it” “you would”

- this scene is just Spock trying to get Bones to agree with him and Bones trying to get Spock to sit down to have a drink with him. They’re married and you cannot convince me otherwise.

- Spock is worried :((

- NOT THE MILK!

- “you should be told the difference between empiricism and stubbornness, Doctor” DAMN. damn.

- God, I hope they don’t spoil hamlet for me

- I like how her story is actually similar to lady m, trying to protect a terrible man’s actions, killing, going insane because of it

- “but you’re safe now father” could you say that MORE like a creepy doll

- her performance, smiling and laughing and crying, wow. Just, wow.

- WOAH BONES WHAT? She doesn’t remember her father’s death?

- I may be an actor but this is not my favourite episode so far…

Episode 15 (Balance Of Terror):

- if I dressed like that on my wedding day I’d cry. This is why we love Garak

- the first look at Romulans and everybody is looking at Spock and Spock is surprised as fuck

- the navigator for this episode (it’s not Chekhov, I don’t care what his name is) being disgusting towards Spock and Kirk going “what was that?” Like you better fucking not

- Spock is biting his lip and not defending himself, he was/is scared that Jim will think he’s with the Romulans

- “this is the hardest substance known to our science” *proceeds to break it* McCoy then goes into *studying Spock* mode

- McCoy and Kirk watching as Spock gets verbally attacked. I cannot describe the laugh I let out after saying “guess who’s going to die”

- They are the angel and devil on Kirk’s shoulder but not who you’d expect is who. And they’re married. And they literally hate each other.

- “Bones, what if I’m wrong?” Then Bones gives a great speech. It consists of what he’s essentially been trying to say this whole episode, which is, “Stop trying to end up in my med bay. You idiot.”

- not sure why the Romulan captain was so ready to say they’d be friends but it was a good speech

- of course Tomilson died. And now there’s another person hugging Kirk when sad. He almost never hugs back, he cannot be that comforting.

Wow already finished episode 15, and it feels like I’ve barely just finished 10. I am excited for 20 though, I read a couple episode descriptions…

Continuing this thread is honestly just fun for me. A lot of the time I find I don’t make exactly astute observations.

Here’s the master list :)

#garak mention #Star Trek #star trek the original series #star trek tos #star trek kirk #tos kirk #captain james kirk #star trek spock #tos spock #spock #star trek mccoy #tos bones #leonard bones mccoy

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deliciousangelfestival · 7 months

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You said to send you prompts and ideas and well I’ve always wanted to write my own fic but i know i can’t write worth a damn lol I’m not good at describing shittt but what hears an idea I’ve thought about and so far I mean I haven’t come across any fics about it at least in my chosen fandoms lol so here it is.

Reader is you know just an average person in the world we live in and maybe is a huge fan of CE or Sebastian Stan and gets sucked into a portal and boom transported directly into the MCU meeting their favorite actor only it’s not Chris or seb it’s THE Steve rogers or Bucky Barnes, and maybe they just stare at them wide eyed all starstruck and shit. Maybe they wanna find a way home or not 🤷🏻‍♀️.

So again not the best at explaining lol but I’ve always thought that would make a pretty good interesting fic/series. It also doesn’t have to be Steve or Bucky it could be any other CE character ( as long as it ain’t Curtis Everett I wouldn’t wanna be teleported on that fucking cold ass tail end train lol)

Wow this is really challenging. It's like transmigrated story. But I'll try. The universe that I choose is Marvel, since it made more sense.

Here it goes. I hope you like it anon! 😘❤️

Other Universe

Character : Steve Rogers x platonic!reader , Bucky Barnes x platonic!reader, Dr. Strange x platonic!reader.

Once in your life, you probably knew someone that has crazy ideas.

Like Y/N. She has this one unique friend. Her special friend is obsessed with everything related to the transmigrated story.

And the universe she wants to enter is Marvel World.

It's impossible.

But the universe could be funny sometimes.

When Y/N visited her unique friend because she couldn’t contact her friend. Where is she?

Y/N entered the house, everything was a mess, and she saw a magic circle inside the room.

Suddenly, the magic circle glows and opens a portal. Every object got sucked into the portal, including Y/N.

Inside the portal, her body is floating. There's nothing she could hold on to. Did her friend also get sucked into the portal?

In a second the portal dropped Y/N. She didn't have a chance look around where she was. Because floating or flying inside the portal made Y/N dizzy and vomit.

"Are you alright? You suddenly fall from nowhere." Someone with a commanding voice asked her.

Y/N body shivered. This voice is familiar.

It can't be!!!

She slowly turned around and was shocked. Captain America and The Winter Soldier in their combat uniform is looking down at her. Their eyes also say they're shocked by what they're seeing now.

Y/N gasped "Oh my god. It worked!!!"

Steve raised his eyebrows; what does she mean? Did the land hit her head? She suddenly appeared. Did she have magic like Dr. Strange and Wanda?

He has so many questions.

Y/N was nervous, but then she remembered, "Do you see someone else that appeared out of nowhere just like me?"

Bucky tilts his head. "You know her?"

Y/N felt relieved; that meant her friend was also in this universe. That means she could go home. "Yes. Do you know where she is? I got transport here because of the magic circle my friend made."

She takes a breath before she explains, "I don't know how to explain from the start, but I'm not from here. I'm not crazy; please believe me!"

Steve and Bucky could tell she was afraid and didn't look dangerous. Steve leaned down and got closer to her. He talks with a low voice. "You should see it for yourself."

"Huh?"

Y/N doesn't understand, but she follows Bucky. This place seems like the Avengers Headquarters she has seen from the movies.

So she arrived at a safe place. That's relieved. She wondered if her friend had arrived safe, too. She must be excited since her dream to enter the Marvel Universe came true.

Bucky brings Y/N to a secluded room. Her body turned cold when she saw a big bag in the middle of the table.

'Please don't open the bag.'

Bucky couldn't read Y/N's mind. He opened the zipper line and revealed a pale body.

Y/N fell to the floor.

It's her friend.

Her friend is dead.

Her funny and silly friend.

"What happened?" Y/N asked with a crying voice.

Bucky sighed. "Your friend arrived at the wrong location. The moment she arrived, the security alarm activated, and the system saw her as a threat."

Scary. This is scary. Y/N felt afraid. She doesn't want to be in here anymore. She wants to go home.

Steve put his arm on his right shoulder. "We're really sorry."

Y/N looked up with tears running down her cheeks. "If she's gone, how can I go back?"

Both soldiers felt pity for her. Steve said, "We could try Dr. Strange to help you."

Y/N makes a slight nod. She hoped Strange could help her.

*****

But when Dr. Strange heard her story, he became quiet. So quiet that it made Y/N uncomfortable.

Strange sighed "If your friend is still alive, you could go back, but because she died, it's impossible."

"Huh?"

"This kind of magic only recognizes the creator and understands desire. Your friend created the magic circle, and you got transport here because she wants you to join her. That's why the portal opened again when you entered her house."

If the creator died, the magic wouldn't work, and the portal to return to the Y/N real world got disconnected.

"Does it mean I can't go back?"

Strange picked a book with his magic; he read it for a while and said, "It's not impossible. It will take time. Do you want to try?"

Y/N nodded her head multiple times. "Yes, yes."

Strange said to Steve and Bucky, "She will be my disciple. Both of you could leave now."

Steve and Bucky are relieved that Y/N has a chance to go home. They both knew how it felt like a person without a home and friends.

Steve gave her a phone number. "If you need someone to talk to, call us."

Y/N looked at the small paper on her phone, and her vision blurred again. If her friend is still here, she will be excited to get a phone number from her favorite characters.

But she's not here anymore, and Y/N has to survive.

"Thank you."

After that, Steve and Bucky returned, and Y/N followed Strange to study.

Her first day at Marvel Universe has started.

#marvel fanfic series #marvel #marvel universe #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers x reader #steve rogers x y/n #steve rogers #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes #dr strange #stephen strange #dr. strange x reader #transmigration

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hi sweetie!! how are you? I just wanted to asking if you please write a ¡famous! Armin x reader. You can decide if they already dating or not, as you wish angel. Your stories are spectacular🫶🏻🥹 ilysm<33

you're too sweet aaa 😭💕ty!! i'm good hope u take care too

˗ˏˋ꒰ ⭐ ꒱ STARBOY

░ 🐬 famous!Armin x gn!reader ♪

Your date stood you up at the club, but guess whose bright eyes found you instead?

⚠️Cws; alcohol, partying/clubbing

The flashing lights overhead blinded you as you wove your way through the wild crowd with your best girl. She had been nagging you to come to this club for months, because she desperately wanted for you to meet this somebody that she knew in high school.

"You're gonna love him!" she enthused, sinking another shot. "Always playing cupid, huh?" you sighed in reply, and turned away.

After sinking two vividly-colored cocktails, your friend frowned at her phone. "What's the matter?" you asked. "He said he can't come. Son of a bitch just stood us up like this... and I even – ugh! Never fuckin' mind! Order me another! I'm going to the bathroom, 'be back in a bit." she said, speaking very quickly and heatedly.

She vanished in the sea of faces, the sequins of her dress were outshone by the beaming strobe lights. You squinted greatly again. A young blond took a seat at the bar, but you were too busy updating your group chat on the night.

When you looked up and ordered a margarita for your friend, you must have radiated all your feelings like a furnace; because the blond next to you said something like; "So sour faced, is this not your scene?"

"I'm not – I – I..." you began normally, but when you looked at him, your mind froze and went blank. Empty. Nothing in there, just like the cocktail glass that the bartender swooped up to refill.

That's your favorite silver screen boy. That's Armin Arlert.

God you were nervous. So fucking nervous. You felt your heartbeat in your fingertips.

How could you not have caught that voice immediately? He had such a specific accent; sultry, British, verging on cheeky but still sweet as syrup. His doe blue eyes balanced out that cheekiness. And his hair and style? God damn. The man quite literally had the looks to kill. And just about anyone would surrender to his flirting immediately, like you did – what the hell was happening, you wondered when you responded.

"I got stood up." you told him. "What!" he frowned, "Ah, that's shit, I'm sorry... er, well, mind having drinks with me? My friends are late... 'reckon I'll probably get stood up, too." he laughed. Your heart panged.

Wow, that laugh. That's the laugh that you heard in countless films and interviews. The one that makes you weak in the knees when it's coming through your earphones or phone speaker.

But the effect his voice had on you when it was right next to you, that was indescribable.

"Sure, 'don't mind at all." you replied coolly.

When the margarita was served up, you were so enraptured with Armin's company that you forgot who you ordered it for. By the time your friend came back, you had taken to the dance floor with the starboy.

The heat rose up your body as it moved under the influence of music, alcohol and Armin's subtle flirting. He was so smooth with it, the only way you kept up was because of intoxication boosting your wit and confidence.

No wonder he's a star, you thought as you talked to him more. He has that unidentifiable charm, a magnetism about him that reels your curiosity in like a good film. And god he knew flattery so well. Flirting was a skill he had clearly mastered.

"I've gotta thank you." he spoke into your ear, you felt both the music and your heartbeat thumping in your body. "One, for blessing my eyes tonight. They were sore from searching the crowd." Armin joked. You laughed, utterly enchanted by him. "And also, because, see, I usually end up lonely in the club; even when my friends don't stand my up, haha. Shit gets lonely either way."

A lonely star. Of course, you thought, that's so fitting to him.

"Experiencing loneliness in a crowd." you murmured back, "I get that..." you only vaguely got it, really, but did it matter? All you needed to understand was the general idea, what was more important was that he was openly appreciating your company.

And you were no more than a charming stranger to him.

He excused himself to the bathroom. Your friend was sat at the bar gawking, expecting an explanation from you – she pointed at Armin's vanishing physique in the crowd.

"I... I come back from the bathroom and see you on the dance floor, all wrapped up in the arms of Armin fucking Arlert? Insanity! I love you, I love this – 'nother Margarita please darlin'! – HE WHAT! No way he fucking asked for your number! Don't pull my leg – HE SAID WHAT? Oh, Y/n, go fuckin' get him, snatch him right up. I'll be cheering from here."

You really didn't need to put effort into 'snatching him up' because Armin had his sights set on you for the whole night. Sure, you kindly introduced him to your friend, and his friends arrived unexpectedly; but he was glued to you like he was hungered for a new acquaintance.

"When are you free next weekend?" you asked him boldly. He leaned closer to you, showing you his ear, "Huh?" he asked, so you repeated your question louder over the club noise and music, eyeing out his feather earring. "I'm free any time you are." he winked. He – wait, he what?

#🐬Ocean Prince #armin #armin arlert #aot #snk #armin x reader #armin x y/n #gn!y/n #gn!reader #gender neutral y/n #snk armin #aot armin #attack on titan #aot armin arlert #armin x you #fame au

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unmotivatedartistry · 1 year

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kinda thing i thought of

Even though in canon, most likely this wouldn't end up happening but what if Hank thought that originally, when (if) Connor deviated, that he'd hate him and etc etc because he, by technicality, was his owner and sorta wasn't all that nice in the beginning. Sure, he got better, but he wouldn't admit that to himself, and end up thinking Connor would leave him when he deviated.

Why? Because most deviants left their originally work areas and owners and seemed to resent them when Hank saw it in the cases he and Connor did. And, in this like, au, vision, headcanon, idea, whatever, Connor was pretty cold when he first met Hank which made Hank a little bit of an asshole towards him before Connor started to like.. grow into being alive lol. So, naturally, Hank assumes the minute Connor deviates and actually is alive and has choices that he'd hate Hank for being an asshole and abandon him, right? Correct.

And so he lives like this the entire rest of Connor's pre-deviation. (This like, thought process was especially significant after the Bridge scene.) This like, trying not to get attached to Connor even though he kept seeing him like Cole because he knew he'd leave him ("knew"). He didn't want to feel like he lost a friend, a son, Cole again.

When he saw Sixty come, he knew it wasn't Connor. He knew Connor deviated. He thought Connor had left him. It took all he had not to just fucking re-experience the grief of losing someone again.

Even though they weren't that close, it was just something between the two. (found family go brrrr) Something that made them feel close, like family almost.

Seeing Connor in the Cyberlife Tower felt like a relief. But seeing how he tried so desperately to defend Hank, it shattered his entire world-view. He spent a good portion of knowing Connor thinking he'd leave him after becoming an actual person, but now he was faced with a completely different option. Maybe Connor did care about him?

He'd never admit that he probably cried afterwards. Probably happy to see Connor again and have that one shred of hope. Of course he acted normal (ish) in the tower, had to. Couldn't let Connor know this revelation was happening now.

Seeing Connor after the whole revolution, that fucking hug fucking broke him. Because he thought he'd never see Connor again. He thought Connor woulda hated him afterwards. Turns out, he didn't. Turns out, the dude actually likes him. Wow. Hank never thought that was possible. Especially after how much he hated androids.

Even after Connor was clearly a deviant, even after Connor clearly expressed how he wanted to stay friends with Hank after the revolution, Hank couldn't seem to accept it. He banged into his head that Connor would've left him and now? What else was he supposed to do?

But god DAMN did Connor freak out when he found out. Y'know, imagine finding out that someone who you care about so much and see as a father figure thought you'd leave them.

And Connor managed to work it out with Hank. Probably. Because you don't want to ruin your amazing relationship with your dad basically because of preconceived ideas that can be resolved.

Also might make a comic with this later. Just to overload myself even more with work!

#i come up with these in the shower and then type them out at like 10pm-12am so im sorry if this is mildly inconsistent #also me projecting hard onto characters i like go brrrrrr #connor rk800 #connor dbh #dbh connor #hank anderson #hank dbh #dbh hank #hank and connor #hank and connor father and son dynamic #first time i projected onto hank lol. usually its connor #poor dudes lol #i feel like connor would be heartbroken thinking the dude he thought of as a dad thought he woulda left him #i think he'd be upset because he didnt like the thought that he almost made hank go through the grief cole put him through again #dude mustve felt guilty until he resolved the entire thing #which he did #10/10 therapist - hank #10/10 son too - hank again #will i make a comic of this? maybe #is that a bad idea? yes #will i do it anyways? abso fucking lutely #my creativity peaks at night and causes me to make very inconsistent ideas that sound better in my head #and look better #i can never execute any of my ideas properly lmao #rip me #anyways #goodnight yall hope you like this shit haha #long post #simon says

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yuujispinkhair · 2 years

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Summer Paradise with Yuu (Chapter 2)

All your kisses taste like Malibu

When you agreed to join your friends on a spontaneous summer vacation, you didn't expect to a) get pulled out of the ocean by some random guy who thinks you are drowning and b) that this guy is hotter than the summer sun.

Pairing: Yuuji x Reader (female) Genre: fluff, smut, Lifeguard AU but not really lol Word Count: 3.5k Warnings: 18+, smut in later chapters, falling into the ocean, kissing. All characters are of age. This story is 18+. Minors don't interact.

This will be a short summer series because Yuuji is my sexy summer boy, and I am obsessed with the idea of summer vacation with him! I'm trying to keep the chapters short!

Chapter 1: I swear you put the sun up in my sky, so hot it's like the middle of July Chapter 2: All your kisses taste like Malibu Chapter 3: Touch me like a summer night, you feel like a holiday Chapter 4: Back to Summer Paradise with you

Chapter 02

You run into "hot Baywatch guy" again only a day later.

After spending the afternoon at the beach, you're on your way back to your hotel when you spot pastel pink hair in front of one of the small shops lining the beach promenade. You silently chide yourself for the way your heart jumps at the sight. The rescue was the most embarrassing thing you ever experienced, and it would probably be better to never see him again and just try to forget the whole incident.

But then your personal lifeguard turns his head, and his pretty eyes meet yours over the rim of a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses. They widen in recognition, and his mouth opens in an "Oh!" before it gets replaced by his bright sunshine smile. Suddenly you have forgotten why you don't want to see him again.

He looks stunning with that pretty smile on his tan face. His toned biceps flex enticingly as he quickly puts the sunglasses back onto the display rack. And then his hand is already in the air to wave excitedly at you, exuding so much energy and good vibes that you automatically make a step towards him.

You can't help but smile and lift a hand to wave back at him. This is the guy who saw you in your most pathetic moment and managed to make it even worse. But maybe that is why you grin at him like an idiot. After all, you can't really make a bigger fool of yourself in front of him than you already did, right?

Now your friends have noticed him too, and they both grab your arms. They wouldn't shut up about the hot Baywatch guy all morning while you were lying at the beach. Now their eyes sparkle dangerously.

"Ooooh, that's him! We have to go over to say hello!"

"He really looks cute! Damn, and he really gave you mouth to mouth? Wow!"

You don't even have a chance. Before you can open your mouth, your friends are already dragging you towards Itadori.

His smile grows even wider when you stop in front of him.

"Heyy! How are you today? I was hoping to see you again!"

His words shouldn't give you that fluttery feeling in your stomach, but you can't help it.

Oh my god.

Suddenly you remember that you once read that many people develop crushes on the people who saved them, like lifeguards, firefighters, doctors, etc.

Your rational side screams at you: "But he didn't really save you! You were in no danger! He isn't even a real lifeguard!"

Your body doesn't agree with that, though. Hot Baywatch guy laughs softly and runs a hand through his pink hair, and the butterflies in your tummy have a whole summer festival, fluttering and dancing like crazy.

You didn't have time to look at him all that much yesterday, but your "savior" is really hella attractive! He becomes even hotter the more you look at him.

Of course, there's the pink hair that catches the eye immediately. Now that it's not wet and plastered to his forehead, it has a pretty pastel pink shade that reminds you of cotton candy. It looks really soft, and somehow your fingers itch with a sudden urge to touch it.

But it's not just the hair. Itadori also has really pretty eyes. They are light brown, like liquid honey. Warm and sparkling with excitement. And that dazzling smile is making him look even prettier.

And his body...damn! Itadori could definitely star in some trashy 90's show about sexy lifeguards at some beautiful beach!

An image from yesterday flashes in front of your eyes, when he was kneeling in the sand beside you. Water droplets running down those buff pecs and defined abs...

They are hidden under a yellow shirt right now, but you can still see his muscular shape even through his clothes. And his buff biceps and equally toned calves are still on display.

He is tall, strong and very athletic. No wonder he could pull you out of the water so easily.

You feel too hot all of a sudden as all the fresh memories of the embarrassing rescue mission wash over you again. The way he was carrying you in his strong arms! The way he was leaning over you with his buff body, pressing his lips onto yours.

You have to swallow hard before you are able to answer him:

"I am great, thank you. W...What about you?"

Before Itadori can answer, your friends tighten their grip on your arms and both chime in at the same time:

"She is very grateful that you wanted to rescue her! You are, aren't you (y/n)?"

"You are so brave for jumping into the water like that and pulling her out! Even though it wasn't a real danger. Actually, (y/n) wanted to thank you, right?"

Your brave savior blinks and then reaches behind himself to scratch his neck and smile sheepishly at the three of you.

"Um yeah, about that...sorry again! I really thought you were in trouble. Sorry for causing such a scene!"

His honey eyes meet yours, looking at you with a light blush on his tan cheeks. He looks so cute!

But you are pulled out of your swooning when your friends elbow you a bit too hard. And you shake yourself out of it and quickly reassure your hero:

"No, please don't apologize! It was really nice of you!"

Another elbow hits your side, and you yelp lightly before adding:

"And yes! I would like to thank you. Can...um, can I invite you to an ice cream maybe? To say thank you?"

Apparently, you said the right thing because your friends both clap your shoulder. And Itadori's handsome face lights up with another one of his bright sunshine smiles.

"Aww, that's so sweet of you! Yes, I'd love to have ice cream with you! I'm Yuuji, by the way!"

Ten minutes later, your little group is gathered around a table in a cute pastel-colored ice cream parlor a few meters down the promenade.

And you lift your ice cream cone in some kind of awkward toast and say with a solemn voice:

"To my brave savior! Thank you, Yuuji."

Yuuji throws his head back in laughter. His laugh is so loud and genuine that it's contagious, and you join in, feeling relief wash over you because suddenly the whole rescue mission incident doesn't seem so bad anymore.

How could it be bad if it led to this cute boy eating ice cream with you and smiling that sunshine smile at you?

Your gaze stays glued to Yuuji, unable to look anywhere else but his handsome face and pretty pink hair. As pink as the strawberry ice cream, he is eating.

His golden gaze meets yours, and he smiles that broad smile at you.

"How long are you gonna stay here?"

"Two weeks, and you?"

His smile turns even bigger at your words, and a little bit of pink ice cream trickles out of the corner of his mouth when he replies excitedly:

"Me too! We can do so many things together!"

But then he blinks and scratches his cheek, looking at you with big eyes and adding in a softer voice:

"I mean, if you want... if you guys already have other things planned or want to stay by yourself, that's totally fine!"

Once again, your friends are quick to intervene,

"Of course, she wants to spend the two weeks with you!"

"We don't have anything important planned! You can steal her away from us anytime you like!"

Usually, you would feel embarrassed by this, but the happy look in Yuuji's eyes lets you forget about it, and instead, you chuckle and add:

"It would really be nice to do things together."

And that's how you get your personal lifeguard's phone number, a kiss on the cheek, and a tight hug when you say goodnight in front of your hotel.

He feels good against you. Tall and strong. And the cologne he's wearing smells very nice. His skin is warm and smooth where you press your lips against his cheek for a quick kiss.

The hug is over too fast. But the memory and feeling linger even hours later when you are standing on the small balcony of your hotel room overlooking the beach as the sun disappears in the soft waves and a light breeze blows over from the water.

You didn't plan any of this. You didn't plan to meet someone here, someone who gives you butterflies after only a few minutes. Someone with a pretty smile and sparkling eyes and the cutest laugh you have ever heard.

Somehow you have a feeling that this will be the best summer ever now that you have found this cute and sexy summer boy with a heart of gold. Itadori Yuuji seems like one in a million, and you are the lucky girl he pulled out of the water! It's better than winning the jackpot!

You are already lying in bed when your phone buzzes with a new message, and you can't stop your heart from jumping when you see who it is from.

You saved his number under Baywatch Yuuji and added a life-ring emoji.

"Wanna go to the beach with me tomorrow?"

"Heyy, yes, that sounds great!"

"Yay! I know a cool place where we can see turtles if we are lucky. You in?"

"I am very in!"

"Can't wait to see you again! Sleep well, cutie!"

He called you cutie?? Oh my god!!

You don't even feel embarrassed when you press your face into your pillow to squeal and giggle and kick your feet into the air while the butterflies go crazy in your tummy.

Yuuji didn't make any false promises. The small cove he takes you to is beautiful! It's just a short distance from the typical tourist attractions, yet it is very peaceful here. The two of you have it all to yourself at the moment.

It looks almost untouched. There are no food stands or sun beds. Only warm white sand and clear turquoise water. The only sound you hear is the gentle rushing of the waves and Yuuji's soft breathing next to you.

He lets his backpack drop to the ground with an excited:

"Ah, it looks even prettier today!"

And then you forget to breathe for a moment because he pulls his shirt over his head, ruffling his pink hair and exposing his firm sunkissed abs and pecs.

You have to be careful not to drool. Yuuji looks so gorgeous! It's hard not to stare at him. But you manage to avert your gaze before he can catch you and quickly turn around to slip out of your sundress and kick off your sandals, leaving you only in your bikini.

When you turn back towards Yuuji, you find his honey gaze wandering up your legs and over your hips. He blinks when he realizes you are looking at him, and his gaze snaps to your face with a slightly guilty expression on his handsome face.

But you just grin at him, feeling so light and bubbly somehow. You like that he was checking you out too.

Yuuji is so attractive. His personality and his looks both give you butterflies. So it's making you giddy to see that he seems to be affected by you too!

On the walk here, his hand had brushed against yours several times, making your skin tingle and your heart race, wishing so much that he would just take your hand in his and hold it.

Anytime he talks to you in his sweet low voice, it makes something deep inside you feel very warm. And anytime his voice becomes louder with excitement, you catch yourself smiling brightly.

He is so sweet and gives off such positive vibes with his genuine excitement and kindness. And there is no denying that he is also very hot!

There is a growing tension between the two of you as you look deeply into each other's eyes.

"So, where are the turtles?"

You ask in an attempt to lighten the tension, and Yuuji's lips lift in another happy grin, and he gestures towards the water.

"They are between those rocks over there."

He extends a large tan hand, smiling that sunshine smile and waiting for you to join him. Your heart skips a beat. You can finally do what you have wanted ever since you left the hotel: Hold hands with your personal lifeguard.

Yuuji's large hand fits perfectly around yours. His strong fingers are holding you gently but securely as he pulls you along into the beautiful turquoise water.

Your way to the turtles leads you over some large flat rocks, which serve as a natural bridge. They are slippery, making it quite challenging to walk on them, but Yuuji is deft at this, and he looks over his shoulder at you to give you an encouraging smile.

The problem is that his smile is so stunning that it momentarily distracts you, and of course, you slip on one of the stones.

A loud squeal leaves your mouth as you lose your footing.

Please not again!

But this time, a strong hand tightens around yours, stopping you from falling into the ocean. Yuuji quickly pulls you to safety into his strong arms and against his buff chest, holding you protectively in his firm embrace.

"Ha! I got you! I won't let you fall into the ocean a second time!"

You tilt your head to look up at him. Your heart is beating so fast, and you can't tell whether it's from the sudden adrenaline surge after slipping on the rock or from being so close to Yuuji.

You wrap your arms around him too, holding on to him, feeling his warm skin and firm muscles under your hands and against your body.

You sigh and snuggle into his embrace. It feels so good to be in his arms. He is so strong and so protective, really acting like your personal hero.

The thought makes you smile, and you catch yourself giggling into Yuuji's defined pecs. He even smells good! The fresh aquatic scent of his cologne and a hint of salt on his tan skin.

"Are you ok, sweetie?"

His voice is full of worry. You smile against his broad chest before lifting your head to grin up at him,

"Yes, I'm fine! Thank you for saving me a second time! I'm so lucky to have you!"

Yuuji laughs loudly, arms tightening around you, gently pulling you against his toned body, and you can feel his muscles flex against your naked skin.

"Yeah, I guess you are lucky to have a personal lifeguard."

Yuuji laughs again and lifts one hand in a mock salute,

"I pledge to always keep you safe, madam! Itadori Yuuji, always at your service!"

His voice cracks up in laughter at the last word, and you join him, laughing loudly and feeling so giddy and carefree. Excitement is pumping through your body and a kind of happiness you haven't felt in a long time.

You're here in a literal summer paradise in this beautiful cove, in the arms of a gorgeous boy who has golden eyes and a sunshine smile, and the strongest arms that ever held you.

Suddenly you feel a bit dizzy. Not only is your heart still beating wildly, but there is also a fluttery feeling in your stomach. The butterflies are going crazy in there. Being so close to Yuuji is making it hard to think.

You are suddenly overly aware of the position the two of you are in. In this tight embrace, bodies pressed against each other, skin on skin where your bikini isn't covering your torso.

You lick your lips while catching yourself staring at Yuuji's mouth. His lips look soft and pink, parted slightly in a pretty smile.

What if...

Before you dare to finish the thought, Yuuji cups your cheek with one of his large hands.

"Hey...um...I know I sucked at the mouth to mouth, but can I kiss you, maybe? I promise I'm a better kisser than a CPR-giver."

You chuckle even as your pulse flutters nervously, already getting slightly on your tiptoes, pressing yourself even tighter against Yuuji. You manage to nod, breathing a soft:

"Yes...please.."

And then Yuuji closes the remaining distance between you, and for the second time, you feel his lips on yours. But this time in a real kiss.

His mouth is soft and warm, moving gently over yours, sending a sweet tingle through your whole body.

Yuuji's strong arms wrap tightly around your waist, pulling you against him, large hands caressing your sides as he lets you lean fully onto him, supporting your weight with ease.

Your hands wrap around his broad neck, fingers playing with the short stubble of his undercut as your mouth opens in a soft sigh against Yuuji's gentle lips. He feels so good against you. Strong and warm.

Your heart is pounding wildly in your chest. You are kissing hot Baywatch guy! You never thought your friends were right when they predicted a summer romance for you! But now Yuuji is here, holding you in his arms and kissing you so sweetly in the middle of the turtle cove, and this really feels like summer paradise!

He licks slowly into your mouth, tenderly deepening the kiss, making a soft sexy sound in the back of his throat when you lick against his tongue.

He is definitely better at kissing than at giving CPR. He is such a good kisser, so sexy and sweet, making your head spin and feel all putty in his arms. You are glad that his strong arms are holding you so safely because your knees feel very weak right now.

Especially when Yuuji's tongue caresses tenderly over yours, slow and loving, making you snuggle against him, opening your mouth further to let him kiss you even deeper.

He tastes like strawberries and sea salt, so sweet and addictive. You think you will need many more of his hot kisses.

You have no idea how long the two of you stand there upon the rocky path, kissing and sighing softly into each other's mouths. You never want to stop kissing Yuuji. You never want to let go of him.

You only pull apart when both of you need some air, gazing at each other with heavy-lidded eyes and kiss-swollen lips that lift in matching dazed but happy smiles.

"Wow...."

"Yeah, wow..."

No other words are needed. Not when you smile at each other like that, and Yuuji hugs you to his body with those strong arms.

He kisses you again when you are back on the sandy beach. And a third time when you say good night in front of your hotel.

In fact, that goodnight kiss turns into several kisses because both of you don't want to let go. Yuuji's hands are sprawled over the small of your back, and yours are tangled in his soft pink hair.

He peppers some more gentle kisses over your cheek before finally pulling away and smiling at you.

"Sleep well, cutie. Text me please when you have arrived safely in your room, ok?"

It makes you giggle happily,

"It's only a short ride with the elevator."

"Yeah, but still! I am your personal lifeguard, remember? So I gotta make sure you are fine. Will you text me, please?"

"Of course, I will. Good night, Yuuji. And thank you for today. It was amazing."

"Aww, I'm glad you enjoyed it! I really did too! See you tomorrow, sweetie!"

You can practically feel Yuuji's gaze on you as you make your way into the hotel and over to the elevator. It makes you smile like an idiot the whole way through the lobby. It's so nice to know he's here watching over you, taking care of you, and protecting you. Your personal hero.

You turn around when you get into the elevator, and your gaze meets Yuuji's across the lobby, seeing him still standing in front of the glass door of the hotel entrance, lifting a hand in a wave.

The last thing you see before the elevator door closes is his dazzling smile, making you feel so warm and fuzzy on the inside. Your heart is throbbing with happiness, and your lips are swollen from Yuuji's kisses.

You are sure you will have amazing dreams tonight! Of summer paradise and your cute and hot sunshine boy and his irresistible kisses!

Thank you so much for reading chapter two of my Yuuji summer series!! This chapter turned out a bit longer than planned, but I really wanted to add the kiss! I hope you enjoy the summer paradise with our cute and sexy summer boy Yuuji :) I am very in love with him aaaaahhh. Please let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs make me happy!

Chapter 3

#yuuji x reader #yuuji fluff #yuuji x you #itadori x reader #itadori fluff #jjk x reader #jjk fluff #yuji x reader #yuji fluff

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sunsetcorvid · 1 year

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Seeing that you emjoy a hat in time, could you please apare some [read as many as you want] headcanons for this, as the steam page put it, cute as Peck game?

YKNOW WHAT YEAH I MIGHT HAVE SOME!!!

Hat Kid and Mustache Girl become sort of friends again after the whole time thing. I mean, it takes a bit, but they kinda figure it out.

Cooking Cat looks after Mustache Girl. After the game she heads back down to the planet to make sure the Mafia don't start a plague again and just. Adopts Mu. Like "wow this kid almost killed us but like. damn she needs some food she's been livin in a cave." and then later gets like. Mustache lore (whatever exactly the fuck happened with the Mafia is. very much traumatizing and Not Good for this kid to almost destroy the world because of it) and that moment is like "Alright im takin care of this kid fuck yall"

Crackship between Cooking Cat and Empress. Listen, I think it would be kinda funny alright.

Dadtcher is one of my favorite collective fandom headcanons

Bow Kid spends a lot of time with DJ Grooves and Conductor and ends up learning how to dj a bit from Grooves.

She also spends a lot of time in Nyakuza Metro. She's knows pretty much every cat down there by name. Even the trains!

Hat Kid starts picking up a lot of mannerisms from Snatcher because he pretty much lives in her ship now and sometimes when Cooking Cat is there and she checks on her, she swears she sees Hat's eyes glowing. Could just be lighting, though...

Every few weeks there's a game night where the cast shows up on Hat's ship and almost destroy it because Bow keeps winning at Uno, Snatcher keeps winning at Monopoly, Cookie (Cooking Cat, easier typing Cookie) has no idea what the hell is happening and is staying in the kitchen (very much keeping the Conductor out), and Conductor and Grooves keep arguing over stupid shit.

I think Snatcher could purr. Maybe. He's some sort of fuckin ghost thing, he already has the fur stuff on his neck (I know it's supposed to resemble his hair from when he was alive, but I think ghost shit turned it into fur.), so I think he should be allowed to purr.

Hat constantly wakes up from nightmares about Vanessa. She's only been in that mansion a handful of times but by the gods that woman is terrifying.

It's one of the reasons Snatcher stays on the ship. He knows Vanessa's fucked up from experience and this kid's like what. 12? yeah no he is not letting shit happen to this kid. He tends to find some way to comfort Hat back to sleep. He denies everything in the morning however because he's totally not her dad /s he doesnt care what happens to the kid he just wants her soul /s

i think that's about it! i said i might have some but once i started typing i realized i had more aksjhdsiuhdgf

hope these are nice!

#miles answers #a hat in time #hat kid #bow kid #mustache girl #the snatcher #the conductor #dj grooves #cooking cat #empress ahit #nyakuza metro #queen vanessa #ahit #headcanons #dadtcher

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furiously in love, as in i'm furious about it - Chucker fanmix

the playlist itself isn't in chronological but the tracklist below the cut is. yes i did paste in the entire lyrics of night watch. it's because it's them okay the entire song is just deleted chucker dialogue with foreshadowing made to make me specifically cry

Night Watch - Naethan Apollo

Yo bro, I got a question Yeah, what up? Do you think you would die for me? What kind of question is that? I don't know! We're out on this night watch all night - (oh my God) We've gotta pass the time somehow So, spill the beans

Would you die for me? Come on I don't know I don't really like thinking about dying! Wow, after all we've been through together, huh Alright, fine, I'll say this:

I got one too many things I wanna do before I die Way too many friends who didn't make it back alive I got three or more scenarios, I shouldn't have survived But, dying for a friend is a hell of way to die

I'll be okay with dying if I can go my own way While I'm fighting for the people back at homebase I will battle all night If I live to see the morning, good for me I'll still be kicking through the whole day I won't take no for an answer You'll get back home, I am damn sure And if my life is on the line, that's a bet I'll take I hope the devil is a really good dancer

You really mean that, man? I mean yeah, of course What about you? Would you die for me? Oh, hell no! Absolutely not! Wow, okay, well, I pour my heart out to you and - (what?) You're an asshole (what? I'm agreeing with you!) Shut the fuck up - (I'm stronger!) - literally shut up, I don't - (listen, I'm the better fighter!

-no, I don't wanna hear - Oh my god, don't - (if one of us is going to die, it should be you!) Don't - (we're on the same page) Don't talk to me for the rest of the night - (what's the problem) (Bro, you're, it's just smart tactics) - eat your-, eat your fucking rations, leave me alone - You want the strongest person on the team to be alive! Remember when I said, "Shut the fuck up" and then you didn't, you kept talking? I just don't get what you're upset about [sarcastic] I don't know, maybe the fact that my best friend would let me die!

in my brain-amv this is a dream tucker has after s13, in which alpha is the one with the bolded lines and tucker is the one pouring his heart out, back in blood gulch but with dreamlogic making tucker much more of who he is at present (hence "way too many friends who didn't make it back alive, three or more scenarios i shouldn't have survived" and also, you know, being the one that's more capable of emotional sincerity).

then tucker wakes up and remembers this is an altered version of a conversation he did have with alpha when bored as fuck in blood gulch. with roles reversed from what actually happened because he wishes he could go back and say that to alpha rather than having to remember both alpha and epsilon dying by self-sacrifice

👍👍👍 im doing great why do you ask. fucking help me

okay heading back in time to blood gulch to progress chronologically through the rest of the songs:

My Best Friend's Hot - The Dollyrots

My best friend's hot My best friend's hot No matter what I do you love me not Woah oh oh, woah oh oh Na na na na na not You love me not

Na na not, na na not, na na not, na na not Na na not, na na not, na na not, na na not Should I tell you now, Or go oh oh oh

Let's Be Friends - Emily Osment

Don't you wanna Don't you wanna Don't you wanna know What it would feel like?

Let's be friends so we can make out You're so hot, let me show you around

LIFE'S A BIT - NOAHFINANCE

Gotta find another way to make myself confess Moral of the story: I'm a bit of a dickhead If I dive too deep get lost in the deep end Get myself out and try not to regress I hate to say that I don't know But goddamnit I guess I'll say that I don't know Guess I'll find another way to tell you that I suppress Every emotion I'm meant to express

So many ways that I could say it So why can't I even think of one? Just say something And break the silence It's not a love song but you're alright

Can I Say Baby - girli

I'm sorta into you What does that make me? I don't wanna be sloppy But I think you're great Wanna call you babe Hope you feel the same?

We argue, we fight We only do it 'cause it's kind of nice We french kiss, we bitch But it's all gonna be alright We say mean things I snub your friends We're bad for each other But it'll all work out in the end

it'll 🙃 all 🙃 work 🙃 out 🙃 in the end 🙃. im losing my fucking mind. you know those songs you have an exact amv play in your mind every time you listen over and over. yeah this is another one for me.

Five Years - Bo Burnham

You're my best friend, I love you (love you) You know me and I know you (know you) We got problems that we've been through (been through) We got shit that we'll get through, uh You think I'm rude to you You think I am the worst Because I ask when you suck my dick You take out your Invisalign first Come on

Five years, five years Still you, still me, still here Five years, five years, baby Five years, five years

We order Chinese, I'm eating my dumplings You reach over and you take my dumpling You don't even say, "Do you mind?" or nothing Why would you assume that you're entitled to a dumpling? So I look at you, you look back at me, like, "What the fuck did I do?" If you really wanted some dim sum, then You really should've gotten some when we put in the order You say, "You're a psycho and I-I don't wanna fight So, let's just drop this, it's not a big deal" "Okay, but for the record You owe me a dumpling, I mean it, I won't forget You owe me a dumpling or a dumpling equivalent"

Speaking Tongues - Joywave, KOPPS

The palms are down, I'm welcomed back to town Sometimes I feel like they don't understand me I hear their mouths making foreign sounds Sometimes I think they're all just speaking tongues

Tell me all the things I've missed Who's been killed and who's been kissed (Drag me back, collect my thoughts)

They say I'm the only one who can be brave That I am the chosen one But there's no way, I am the only one And there's no one to save If there's nowhere for them to run

meeting epsilon. your boyfriend is dead. you know this. no like actually dead. what? everyone is talking nonsense about ai. actually your boyfriend is alive but not really he's actually a different guy and he doesn't know or like you. also you're still very much the protagonist of an entirely different - and just as annoyingly complicated - story. so have fun with all that 🙃

Doppelganger - Joshua Bassett

I guess I'm not as over you as I thought that I was I saw someone who looked like you at our favorite coffee shop And part of me was hoping we would get the chance to talk I guess I'm not as over you as I thought

Washing Machine Heart - Mitski

Baby, though I've closed my eyes I know who you pretend I am I know who you pretend I am

Merry Happy - Kate Nash

Sitting in restaurants Thought we were so grown up But I know now that we were not the people that we turned out to be

Chatting on the phone can't take back those hours But I won't regret cause you can grow flowers from where dirt used to be

Dancing at discos Eating cheese on toast Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around

reminiscing about alpha

ARE WE STILL FRIENDS - Tyler, The Creator

Are we still friends? Are we still friends? Are we still friends? (Friends, friends) I said, are we still friends? (Friends, friends) Are we still friends? (Friends, friends, friends, friends, friends)

Don't get green skin (green skin), keep contact (keep contact) Don't say, "Goodbye, smell you later" (bye, later) Nah, I can't I don't want to end this season on a bad episode

getting to know epsilon, just before crashing on chorus

Can't Get You Out of My Head - Johnny Goth

I just can't get you out of my head Boy, your lovin' is all I think about I just can't get you out of my head Boy, its more than I dare to think about

Every night Every day Just to be there in your arms Won't you stay Won't you lay Stay forever and ever, and ever, and ever

epsilon peaced the fuck out. "All I wanna do is stand around and talk to my friend, but he's gone now and all I've got is you!"

Don't Look at Me - POORSTACY

Every time, I get buried next to me (next to me) I'm not afraid to call, but I don't like it when you look at me Don't look at me Don't look at me Don't look at me

I go where the wind blows, I can't let go Baby, don't let go, don't wanna be alone Girl, let's stay u (stay up) don't wanna go home

babe wake up epsilon pov song just dropped

Our Perfect Disease - The Wombats

It's always a shock when old friends pass by But with you it's no death in the family

We don't admit it but we never seen eye to eye But it's not through a lack of trying

It was the perfect disease we had Something to argue and scream about Who do I see about contracting it back And locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out?

It was the perfect disease we had And its absence lies a painful fact We all need someone to drive us mad

Don't send a helping hand, I need a battering ram To beat the reasons that I miss you so sorely I didn't say it but we never saw eye to eye Now life is care free and equally as boring

It was the perfect disease we had Something to argue and scream about Who do I see about contracting it back And locking it somewhere it can't get ripped out?

i'm losing my fucking mind part ii

Digital Silence - Peter McPoland

This is the way that it is This is the way that it always will be Something you love turns to something you miss Something you say turns to something you mean

This is the way that I know This is the way and it makes me sick I feel it inside me like a pulse It's starting to slow and the meter dips

Digital style, digital hate Digital god, digital pain Digital violence, digital world Digital boy meets digital girl Digital silence, digital yell Digital heaven, digital hell Digital start, digital end Digital birth, digital death

Ghost - Mystery Skulls

'Cause the world might do me in It's all right cause I'm with friends Cause I'm giving up again It doesn't matter

Time for givin' up the ghost Fuck, it's you I hate the most And there is no guarantee It doesn't matter

This time I might just disappear This time I might just dis This time I might just disappear This time I might just dis

uh oh epsilon

death bed (coffee for your head) - Powfu, beabadoobee

I tried to do my best, but you know that I'm not perfect

I been praying for forgiveness, you've been praying for my health When I leave this Earth, hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause, yeah, we still young, there's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family, watch your husband with his son

I wish it could be me, but I won't make it out this bed I hope I go to Heaven, so I see you once again My life was kinda short, but I got so many blessings Happy you were mine, it sucks that it's all ending

I'm happy that you here with me, I'm sorry if I tear up When me and you were younger, you would always make me cheer up

UH OH EPSILON

Arms Tonite - Mother Mother

I fell in your arms tonight I fell hard in your arms tonight, it was nice I died in your arms tonight I slipped through into the afterlife, it was nice White light in your arms tonight I lost sight in your arms tonight, it was nice

bye bye epsilon

Baby You're a Haunted House - Gerard Way

I'll be the ghost inside your head when we are through Sometimes you scare me, but I come around to you I'll say hello hello hello hello And I'll find a way to scare you too

Baby, you're a haunted house Better find another superstition We're gonna stay in love somehow 'Cause, baby, you're a haunted house now

You Said You'd Grow Old With Me - Michael Schulte

I'd like to say, "I'm okay", but I'm not I try, but I fall, close my mind, turn it off But I can't be sober, I cannot sleep You've got your peace now, but what about me?

Thought we had the time, had our lives Now you'll never get older, older Didn't say goodbye, now I'm frozen in time Getting colder, colder

One last word One last moment To ask you why You left me here behind You said you'd grow old with me

We had plans, we had visions, now I can't see ahead We were one, we were golden, forever, you said But I can't be sober, I cannot sleep You've got your peace now, but what about me?

dr google how to get over the anger at your double dead boyfriend for dying inside your brain

Carlo's Song - Noah Kahan

We listen to, "Only The Good Die Young" And we laugh about its statement We walk in the same direction, but we both got lost And you raged in my impatience

Did you find what you were looking for? Some escape from your skin You know that place you were dreaming of Where all light comes in I hope you know I grew my hair out long And your sister's just fine I keep burning my bridges down Just to keep you alive

#rvb #red vs blue #rvb fanmix #chucker #alexa send post

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Kai: But when all hope seemed lost, I had an epiphany!

Kai, earlier: I'm going to throw myself into the sea.

Zane: Kai, you can do anything!

Kai: Anything?

Zane: Anything!

Kai, holding a torch: ANYTHING?!?!

Zane: Wait, not that!

Cole: Guess who just found out the difference between wax paper and parchment paper the hard way?

Nya: Wait, what’s the difference?

Cole: One you can use in the oven safely, and the other you can also use in the oven... if the thing you are trying to make happens to be fire.

Kai: Time sensitive question how flirt boy.

Pixal: Throw rocks at he.

Cole: Hot Dogs.

Morro: Kill him.

Kai: Thanks guys.

Nya: Clownery. Tomfoolery. Absolute fuckery, I am going to revoke your life privileges.

Pixal: You use emojis like a straight person.

Kai: That’s literally the worst thing anyone has ever said about me.

Kai: Hey, random question, what are your favorite flowers?

Jay: Peonies, why?

Kai:

Jay: Were you going to get me flowers?

Kai:

Jay:

Kai: ᶦᵗ’ˢ ᵃ ᵖᵒˢˢᶦᵇᶦˡᶦᵗʸ

Jay: Wow, that was quick thinking on that phony sacrifice stuff.

Nya: Oh, that was all real.

Jay: Wait, you were trying to help them kill us?!

Nya: If I’m gonna be sacrificed, I’m gonna do it right.

*The gang is about to do something dangerous*

Cole: Shouldn’t someone give a pep talk?

Kai: Go ahead.

Cole: Be careful.

Cole: Don’t die.

Pixal: *Holds back a laugh*

Kai: Great. We’re all bloody inspired.

Jay: FIGHT ME, YOU NERD ASS SLUT!

Cole: At least try to sound slightly more sophisticated when you threaten someone.

Jay: Oh, I'm sorry. I should ask; dost thou want to engage in a duel, my good bitch?

Cole: Somehow that's worse.

Kai: I can’t believe my birth certificate says F...

Kai: ...How did I fail being born?

Cole: Look at me straight in the eyes and tell me the truth, Zane!

Zane: You can’t expect me to look into your eyes and be straight.

Pixal: You were wise to seek help from the world's most deadly weapon.

Pixal: It's me.

Cole, in a room with Jay, Kai, and Nya: It’s calm in here.

Cole: It scares me…

Nya: Fight me!

Kai, standing behind them and holding a knife: *mouths* Do not.

Zane: Nya got into a fight.

Kai: That’s bad.

Kai:

Kai: Did she win?

Cole: Jay, I don’t think I can handle any more of your tomfuckery.

Jay: Oh yeah? Well I can keep going until you’re all tomfuckered out!

Kai: Is that a gun?!

Jay: It's not what it looks like!

Kai: It looks like a gun!

Jay: Okay, maybe it is what it looks like, but in my defense, it doesn't have anymore bullets, so I technically can't shoot it anymore.

Kai: ...ANYMORE?!

Kai, to the Squad: I’d die for you.

Jay: Then perish.

Pixal: You will.

Nya: Please don’t.

Cole: Cool.

Zane: I’d die for you first.

Nya: If you got arrested what would be the charges?

Jay: Theft.

Zane: Disturbing the peace.

Cole: Aggravated assault.

Kai: Arson.

Pixal: All of the above. In that order, probably.

Nya: You know what I asked Santa for Christmas this year?

Jay: If you say me, I swear I’ll—

Nya: You? What? No, I asked him for that cool Ninjago Lego set we saw in Target!

Cole, texting Zane: Zane there’s a moth on the outside of the bathroom door can you get rid of it?

Cole: Pls hurry because I’m going to cry

Cole: Zane

Zane: Zane is dead. You’re next. Love, Moth.

Pixal: A sprite is anything not static.

Jay: A sprite is a variable object, be it 2d or 3d.

Cole: A sprite is a fucking soda.

Cole: You god damn geekass bastards.

Kai: *sighs* I have no friends...

Jay:

Jay: *coughs* Bitch, what am I? A roach?!

Zane: *tapping fingers on table*

Cole: *taps fingers back furiously*

Jay: …What’s going on?

Pixal: Morse code. They’re talking.

Zane: -.-- ..- .-. / - …. . / -.-. ..- - . … -

Cole: *slams hands on table* YOU TAKE THAT BACK!

Jay: *finds half a watermelon at Whole Foods*

Jay, holding it up for everyone to see: LIES!

Kai: Don't break someone's heart, they only have one.

Nya: Break one of their bones instead, they have 206 of them.

Kai, singing: I don’t want a lot for Christmas, there is just one thing I need—

Zane: A family.

Cole: A better love life.

Nya: Mental stability.

Pixal: *clueless* Bagels?

Zane: Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

Jay: I'm sorry. Please talk to me.

Kai:

Jay: Hello? World's most amazing person?? Sweet pea? Precious cinnamon roll that's too good for this world, too pure?

Kai: 'Sorry' doesn't bring back my fucking M&Ms.

Nya: You think that’s cringe? Moms around the world wait 9 months just to end up naming their kid Jay.

Jay: Hey, fuck you.

Jay: Of course I have a lot of pent-up rage, you fool! I've been the same height since I was twelve!

Pixal: Why is Kai crying?

Zane: They saw a leaf on the sidewalk and-

Kai: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY!

Pixal: Please don’t say what I think you’re gonna say-

Kai: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH!

Pixal: NO, NOT THAT!

Zane: Hey, what have you two been up to?

Nya: We were helping Kai write his vows, but he kicked us out because Cole was making inappropriate suggestions.

Cole: How is “Jay, I love your sweet ass” inappropriate?

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@chaosmultiverse sent in: Okay slightly inspired by that ask about Mikan, what are his thoughts on Makoto Naegi?

i've actually thought about this a lot! i mean, they're sort of weird mirrors of each other in a way. i think komaeda in a lot of ways is just an exaggerated version of naegi. don't get me wrong, there are also a lot of things entirely different about them, but given komaeda was supposed to make people think he was naegi at the start it makes sense they share a lot of qualities. naegi doesn't think all to highly of himself, he's humble and deems himself to be average. meanwhile komaeda has absolutely awful self esteem and plays down all of achievements. naegi is our little hope guy who has a lot of faith in his friends and wants to overcome despair. komaeda is a hope freak who encourages everyone to overcome despair and has a lot of faith in... not his friends, but their talents.

i think if komaeda and naegi ever interacted in a pre-despair world komaeda would have almost a similar way of looking at naegi as he does hinata at the start of dr2. something that annoyed me when komaeda met naegi in dr3 is how he was like "oh my god your luck is incredible... amazing... so much better than mine." i really don't think he would see another lucky student and think they were somehow more talented than him. komaeda is shown to have extreme faith in his luck. while he doesn't find it a very remarkable talent, and while he's tormented by this good/bad luck cycle, it is still his talent. he knows damn well he's lucky and that it is a "skill" of his. just a passive one.

i think komaeda would view naegi (pre-despair) as his equal. and frequently compare himself to him. they both got into the school by pure luck, they share a talent, they're unremarkable outside of being lucky, they both did their research before coming to the school. while komaeda would talk down to naegi (given he thinks they are the same, meaning naegi is trash like him... but better than the reserve course), i do think there is potential for komaeda to actually see him as a friend. komaeda could never truly think of the other shsl students as his friends, even if he may call them that he puts them up on too high of a pedestal. and he thinks reserve course students and people without special talents are trash. but naegi is exactly the same as he is.

i think it would make for a really interesting dynamic. maybe even a little wholesome, which is strange for komaeda. i would imagine it'd be basically the same as how he treats hinata at the start of dr2, minus the "oh wow you must have an amazing talent!" stuff. replace that with "well you're trash like me" comments.

i imagine komaeda actively watched the killing game broadcast. after all, these are symbols of hope fighting against enoshima's despair! she said that she made the killing game partially as a way to crush the hope of anyone still holding onto it. but komaeda is a special motherfucker who doesn't get his hopes crushed by just seeing symbols of hope die. because if they were killed off or got caught that just means that their hope wasn't strong enough. i imagine he was on the edge of his seat at every trial. he was probably thrilled after every execution, not because the killers died but because of the amazing hope to survive that everyone else had.

throughout dr1 naegi is the one making the final cases and piecing together the majority of the clues. even though komaeda probably solved the crimes way before he did, he probably got super excited every time someone pointed out something he noticed. the shsl students at their finest! it's very easy for me to see him becoming a bit of a naegi fanboy. i imagine he was devastated when he got falsely accused by that trial (since there's no way he would fall for the trick), but super pumped when the execution didn't go the way monokuma intended. and when naegi turned out to have actually survived and challenged monokuma to one last game? oh boy!

there is no way komaeda didn't become naegi's #1 fan. especially when the gang started calling him the shsl hope. komaeda has always wanted more than anything to see a hope that could conquer any despair. and as far as he is concerned, it seems that naegi has the potential to be that hope. after all, he killed junko. how could komaeda see him as anything other than the true embodiment of hope?

although komaeda deeply regretted not being able to experience junko's death in person. hence his whole plan in udg. we know that he believed in komaru solely because of her connection to naegi, but i do actually think he might've been fibbing a little bit on his reasoning. from dr2 we know his philosophy revolves around the idea that you can't become more than what you were born as. "a small dog can't become a big dog no matter how hard it tries."

i believe that he put komaru in the spotlight here as a way to draw naegi's attention. he knew the future foundation was working in the area. byakuya had been captured after all, but the key player he wanted hadn't been brought in. and he made a deal with fukawa to ensure komaru stays in the city and isn't able to escape.

he was trying to create a war, create a second junko, all so he could be there in person when hope rose up and overcame it all. i fully believe he wanted naegi to be that hope. i cannot see any other reason why he would be so keen on komaru specifically being the "hero" of this story even when she's an unremarkable person in his eyes. he's just a naegi fanboy! he wants to see his hope in person.

after the events of dr2 i imagine he keeps his naegi fanboy mindset. he is in awe of his hope. to him naegi is hope itself. the true embodiment of it. everything he could have ever wanted. that doesn't mean he wouldn't cause problems for naegi and the future foundation if he was able to (which, i doubt he'd have the opportunity but if he did... he would). komaeda wants them to rise up against any and all adversities, especially naegi. he wants that hope to grow and grow and become something no one has ever seen before.

i've mentioned before that post dr2 komaeda would probably have a very... half-assed hope that the remnant despairs would be able to also rise up and conquer despair. that he might still pull his admiration bullshit but it is very quickly dropped the second they do or say something even mildly against what he wants. i think that disingenuous attitude of his is because of naegi.

it is naegi's hope that the remnants would be able to become better people. that he could fix them. that they would be able to recover from all of this and move into the future. the whole point of the neo world program was to rehabilitate them. and even though it didn't go exactly to plan you can't say naegi didn't make huge progress. and he clearly hasn't given up on them. he actively supports the survivors in reawakening everyone and wishes the best for all of them.

with naegi being such a strong symbol of hope for komaeda, someone who has proven time and time again that he always overcomes the odds despite how low his chances are... komaeda really wants to see naegi's hope blossom. he doesn't want his friends to better themselves because he cares about them. he wants to see them embrace the potential they possess, the potential naegi sees in them (that komaeda thinks naegi sees in them). he wants them to move forward and embrace hope because that's what naegi was trying to get them to do.

i think komaeda to naegi is what the fandom thinks komaeda would be like to kamakura. he is obsessed with what he represents, in awe of him, desperate to see him at his full potential. naegi IS hope. and he fills that role just like komaeda would want him to. not to mention he's kind and humble... what a guy! so selfless! he is deeply in love with that man (in that weird komaeda hope-love way).

#i need people to know that both times i got a komaeda character opinion ask #i was like “oh i can explain this in like 1-3 paragraphs”#and then #i can't shut up #i am deeply obsessed with this man's mind #chaosmultiverse #♡₊˚ ☘️・₊✧ » ooc : ask ─ 𝘓𝘌𝘙𝘍 𝘈𝘕𝘚𝘞𝘌𝘙𝘚. ❞#♡₊˚ ☘️・₊✧ » ic : study ─ 𝘏𝘖𝘗𝘌 𝘚𝘗𝘙𝘐𝘕𝘎𝘚 𝘌𝘛𝘌𝘙𝘕𝘈𝘓 𝘍𝘙𝘖𝘔 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘏𝘜𝘔𝘈𝘕 𝘉𝘌𝘈𝘚𝘛. ❞

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dangerous-advantage · 10 months

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(yagi-no-eda here~)

Totally would circle back /pos. I’m also pretty new to the fandom!

My wife has liked Usagi Yojimbo and associated stuff for years but it’s only this summer that my brain has allowed me to really get into it, and make it past the first 2-3 comics. Not for lack of trying - it was just never the right time in an ADHD way*. Something always would distract me. I’ve inhaled all the comics I can in just the last couple of months and yeah, Stan came at me with a steel chair too. I did not expect …this whole situation. I’ve been a fandom lurker since 1999 and yet suddenly I have blog I use near daily, a sketchbook, and bunch of fic WIPS...

Mainly because I am Unwell over UY.

I have accepted my fate. This is always going to be a Thing now.

Though I did admittedly also inhale TMNT 2003 and Rise.

Travels with Jotaro is one of my favourite volumes, but I’m also weirdly into Bridge of Death rn and just….in general having a moment over Usagi’s time with Mifune. To the point I’m doodling intros for a fake show called The Mifune Years. He had this whole expected future and friends - denied.

* to be fair this is also the summer I found out its def ADHD driving this media analysis machine I call a brain

Hope this was an okay way to get back to you! /lil anxious

Feel free to network (or share thoughts) in my tags anytime, I love hearing what other people think. Also happy to chat anytime. Or feel free to tell me to back off and that's chill too :)

(been waiting to answer this for when i had more time but gave in; should be working on my fic(s) but you know how it is lmao. stay tuned for a very long post, because i love talking about things with people, especially things i like haha

very cool to see another person very passionate about this series! i grew up on 2003 (and the 90's movies-- my parents had the third one on cassette and i remember i wore that fucker out lmao) but it was always more of a "scattered interest" rather than something i was fully pulled into

i started getting into rise (read: The Algorithm came for me) probably mid-July of last year, but didn't fully fall into it until after the movie came out. it renewed my interest in tmnt overall, and i've been here ever since!

i did attempt to watch the usagi chronicles a couple of times, and i remember thinking they were fun but not really my thing. (i definitely want to revisit it, even though i know it won't hold a candle to usagi yojimbo. it does look fun in a silly way, which i can get behind.)

i knew vaguely about how big usagi yojimbo was, and that it was a commitment, but i'm surprised how quickly it sucked me in. i've never been super interested in stuff within the genre, but damn if it doesn't satisfy the autism. entire chapters devoted to infodumping about the edo period of japan? sign me the fuck up!

i especially did not expect how much it would make me feel. like. wow. ouch. usagi is just Some Guy but he is also so well characterized and you really feel for his internal conflict, 10/10.

i've been looking for series with older protagonists, especially those more focused on the familial/platonic aspect rather than romantic (i am just an nd queer on the interweb, can you blame me for yearning for found family?), but hadn't found any i really liked other than the tarot sequence by kd edwards (very good read, would highly recommend.)

also not to be a nerd but ohhhh my god i am so obsessed with the plot with mifune.

like i know the series takes place after that, and after the fallout of that, but just. wow. imagine devoting your entire being to another, to the point where you would readily die for them and their word, and then they die. they die, and you did everything you could to honor them in that death, but they're still gone.

like... that emptiness stays with you. you don't just get over that. maybe it's the "being raised in a cult" but wow, do i empathize with that.

idk if we explore more about the fallout/exact history with mifune/immediately following mifune's death but there is so much writing potential there. if i was not embroiled within turtle hell and 50,000 words deep in a multi-chapter fic already, i would absolutely write something for it.

like. this is adjacent to your interest in the topic, but can you just imagine (/rhetorical /general you.) as far as we know, he spent five days on the battlefield before he made it out to the tangled skein.

(which is one of my favorite additions like good god holy shit. that is so cool and angsty. your lord, days after dying, appears as a fucking ghost and saves you. like, if i were to be silly and funky, i would absolutely headcanon that as the reason that he was able to stand up and continue on. because i mean... what else? what else could motivate you to stand up once more after something like that?)

(well. honor. but mifune is the physical manifestation of honor in the narrative, so same difference? it's like both thematically significant and emotionally significant and-- ok im shutting up now. but i could talk for days, istg.)

but like. how do you reconstruct yourself from that? we see him holding tight to this sense of honor, even after his lord is gone, sent reeling (adrift in the waves) with only his soul and moral compass to hold to.

which makes it hurt so much more when we see these ideals of honor-- this ghost of a man, of a life, still haunting him years after the event-- still woven through the narrative, made to specifically conflict his deepest wants.

i joke about it a lot on my fic discord (i have a whole channel called 'father-material' devoted to just pictures of him hanging out with/taking care of kids), but something that seems very important to him is wanting to be a father figure, and wanting these connections to family and friends.

but that is contrasted against these ideas of honor, the very thing he built and rebuilt his foundation off of after it was torn away from him. and it's just so incredibly painful but also it makes sense, because he can't just give up the side of himself that is a samurai. too much of his person, his characterization, is built off of this.

to see it constantly clash with this want to settle down and finally rest, devote himself to his relationships/family rather than the code of bushido-- the very essence of honor itself-- ourgh ourgh ourgh its so good

(put aside the fact that he once said he could never serve another lord, and we know from the story that the idea of a "lord" can be more than just a person... he never stopped serving mifune, not truly. he still upholds the ideas of honor that mifune stood for/represented. as if his lord never truly left him.)

...i was going to say more, but then i realized this turned into a whole-ass mini-analysis, so i'm forcing myself to stfu. but basically: i have feelings about this series, man (/gender neutral).

anyway. if you ever do put something together, i would love to read/follow it! if i ever wrote something, it would probably be exploring the direct fallout of losing mifune, so hey, different niches but similar (:

also: never be anxious about talking to me ever in any way possible. i will probably be even more annoying than you in tags/asks/everything under the sun, and i do genuinely love talking to people who share my interests (typically about those interests.) i like to pretend i am an internet Cool Guy, however, it is a flimsy veneer to hide all the cringefail swaglessness and unending mental illness about my blorbos

(...i am so tempted to just invite you to my og turtle discord server so i can annoy you about usagi on the regular. also about what my reimagining of yuichi would be, because i have so, so many ideas.

i will refrain, but if you would be interested, it has been kinda dead as of late, so it would be nice to enrich the ecosystem a little by slowly collecting other usagi-interested individuals and slowly taking it over, one by one (/j /lh).)

anyway, same thing goes for me with my posts/asks/reblogs/messages/whatever. i am so very earnest, so if that puts you off, that's very chill and fine. however, as long as you're down to vibe, i am similarly down to vibe >:D

i once more apologize for this monstrosity of a reply. i would say it won't happen again, but my reading comprehension apparently does not extend to the "all things in moderation" maxim. instead i choose maximalism (to the max)

(sorry for that joke. yeah that will also happen again. sorry. /lh /pos)

#confessionals #i love my moots #many-wings #@many-wings #usagi yojimbo #uy #miyamoto usagi #long post #tw long post #thank you for the ask!!#i could talk about this stuff forever haha #also congrats on the realization/diagnosis!!#(:#i hope this was all coherent #(i am a bit mentally unwell about this series if you somehow couldn't tell /lh)#you do not know how much i have wanted to scream about this to someone. you *do not know.* /pos #i love all my moots but they are not aware of how much space uy takes up in my brain constantly all the time #usagi yojimbo analysis #miyamoto usagi analysis #(feel like i should tag it as that haha)#i know i know i know i should be working on 'it was futile' but this has inspired me to do that quick uy analysis post i was thinking about #so look out for that (usagi be upon ye)#oh hey that's a good uy tag. mine now #usagi be upon ye #also you reminded me i wanted to make an uy sideblog. i never make side blogs but very few of my moots are into uy as well #so i might as well contain it elsewhere /lh #the name i wanted is gone but it's fine i can work with it

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