#im surprised she remembered my name tho

[thefunniestguy]

I thought I confined my love for Betty to the internet but my sister has informed me that I am Wrong

#no really though am i going crazy or does she thinking talking about her maybe 3 times is obsessed ... ? #she doesnt ask who im drawing often but maybe she just talks to me only when i draw betty ?? which is often so imean?? #our conversation was along the lines of . her asking who i was drawing and i said. 'you wont know her but im trying to think of a pose' #and she asks . 'betty?' and i ask how she knows ?? and she very exasperated says #'youre OBSESSED with her' like ok you should be too :((( /lh /j #then again we're both dramatic enough so this is no surprise #i just try and keep my AT rambles to a minimum bc she doesnt really care . which is chill /gen #so im honestly proud that she remembered bettys name . who wojldnt tho shes so great #savvi shouts

[f10werfae]

Small Big Big Lovin

Pairing: Husband!Chris x Short!Wife!Reader

Summary: Fans recount the best things they’ve seen about Y/n and Chris' loving relationship

- Requests are open!

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@/lemonsqueezy: Anyone see the mirror selfie Chris posted of him and Y/n, his arms wrapped around her with her jumping onto him like a koala😭😭 AND THIS MAN WAS NOT TRYING TO HIDE HIS HANDS ON HER ASS (Can’t blame him tho)

@/Whosaidso: Chris said on his newest press tour interview that every morning their kids barge into their room to have Y/n do their hair. Anyone else cryin?

> @/spiderwomantt: OK BUT R WE IGNORING THAT HE LITERALLY CALLS HIS OWN KIDS THE COCKBLOCKERS

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@/Evanslovesass: My aunt got to interview Y/n on the red carpet and apparently she’s so much smaller in real life🥹 Chris literally had to act as her bodyguard because people would bump into her cus they couldn’t see her

> @/buckystanners: AT ONE POINT YOU CAN SEE HIM JUST CARRYING HER THROUGH THE PEOPLE

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@/princeofasgard: I just saw Chris and Y/n out doing the grocery shopping and this man was just watching his wife struggle to reach the lucky charms on the top shelf

> @/hungryhipposusa: WELL DID HE HELP HER?!

>> @/princeofasgard: YEAH BUT SHE LIT HAD TO BEG HIM LMFAO

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@/yourmomsmom: if yall think you have a chance with Chris then you’re wrong, the guys absolutely smitten with Y/n as if she’s God on Earth /gen

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@/henrycavillishubby: Yall remember when Y/n revealed that she met Chris because she was a trainee hair stylist who was working with another stylist, and the reason they started talking to each other is because he wouldn’t leave her tf alone. Poor gyal

> @/sticksonbricks: Don’t forget that the only girl he lets deal with his hair is Y/n now, HE SAYS ITS HERS ONLY TO TOUCH AND TO PULL WTF

>> @/marvelousshulk: Why are we surprised they have like a gajillion kids

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@/hornymackiebarnes: Anthony Mackie really just clowned Chris evans because anytime wants to Chris wants to kiss Y/n he has to bend his neck or she has to use a stool😭☠️☠️

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@/tomhollandsleftnipple: OKAY BUT CHRIS DYING Y/NS HAIR ON LIVE WAS THE CUTEST THING EVER, HE WAS SO WORRIED SHE WOULDNT LIKE IT N KEPT STEALIN KISSES FROM HER. IM SLEEPIN ON THE HIGHWAY TONIGHT

>> @/Ynshairfollicle: and when baby Izzy came in the middle of it to sit on Y/n's lap, I swear she’s an exact double of Chris

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@/celebsgoferal: ALERT JUST SAW CHRIS EVANS FULL ON FRENCHING WITH Y/N UNDER A TREE IN MY LOCAL PARK AND HE WAS NOT HOLDIN BACK😍😭😭 GOD IT FELT WEIRD

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@/Dcandmarvel101: I just met Y/n Evans at my work and she’s actually the sweetest woman alive, she even tipped me so well!! Chris came to pick her up and wouldn’t even let her pay for her own nails since apparently he picked the colour for them. I hate it here.

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@/nocolourjustfaxandprinter: Anyone see Chris Evans camera roll, there that meme of a massive plug going into a phone’s charging socket, god bless Y/n for real

>@/socksontoes: Babes she’s living her best life, SHES GIVING HIM HIS BIG BOSTON FAMILY

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@/Giraffeshortneck: I was at a fireworks festival at my hometown in Massachusetts and saw the Evans couple snuggling while watching. Chris had Y/n inside his coat with him all zipped up, HE EVEN KEPT KISSING HER CHEEKS AND HEAD WTAF

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@/hiyageorgie: Chris calls Y/n his sweet girl. That’s it. That’s the tweet.

>@Y/nEvans: Fun fact I call him my bubba, something he actually used to call me when we first started dating

>>@/trinitysimpsonS: OMG SHE REPLIED TO YOU

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@/thexmenarehere: Who was going to tell me that Chris has a tattoo of Y/n's name with a kiss mark on his right pec, because her head always lands there when they sleep. I never knew I needed this information. I love it.

> @/lovememenot: And Y/n has a small cursive C tattooed on her hip. Saw it in one of her bikini shoots for her new clothing brand😭

>> @letsgetreadytobumble: OMG I THOUGHT I WAS THE ONLY ONE THAT NOTICED THAT BRO

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@/treetopshigh: That one video where in the background Y/n was cutting Chris’ hair and he had fallen asleep onto her chest midway, AND SHE KISSED HIS FOREHEAD TO WAKE HIM UP GENTLY

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@/brightandsunny: bro my sisters friend worked on the set as a stunt woman and she said Y/n is an amazing mother. SO HANDS ON AND TENDER LOVIN, AND CHRIS JUST CANT GET ENOUGH OF HIS OWN WIFE. ALWAYS HAS HIS HANDS ON HER. Safe to say she has her hands full.

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@/Freshwaterfish: I love that one video on Y/n's tiktok where she pranks Chris about wantin a surgery to make her taller, and this man went all soft trying to convince her that she was his “precious little goblin queen” NOT THE REACTION I WAS EXPECTING BUT SO WORTH IT

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@/sweetlovin: No one gonna mention about how when Y/n was pregnant Chris literally dropped all his projects and rushed home to be with her. Next thing we know she’s carrying triplets AND WITH HER SMALL FRAME, GOD BLESS HER FOR REAL. HER BACK IS GOING TO BE ACHING

>@/kristoffslevn: Chris did not cut her any slack☠️☠️ three mf babies

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@/dreeezzy: Chris with his kids is so adorable, because they’re small like Y/n was when she was little, HES ABLE TO CARRY ALL FOUR AT ONCE. Don’t even get me started on him putting his baby girls hair into pigtails while he was on his lunch break while filming. Or when they all missed Y/n so they all huddled up in his chair to face-time her while she was t at home cus she was heavily preggers

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@/Y/nEvans: Anyone got any tips on how to get a six foot man’s heavy ass head out of your boobs without wakin him up??

>@/ChrisEvans: They’re soft, warm and snuggly. Leave me alone.

>>@/Y/nEvans: They’re just tits 😭😭

>>>@/ChrisEvans: Yeah mine. What can I say? I’m a simple man with simple needs

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@/levelheadednoob: anyone else wonder how Y/n and Chris have ya know ;)) cus that woman is tiny and he is like six foot

>@/ChrisEvans: We get through it fine thank you, four kids and counting :

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[staryuee]

“you’re such a cute couple!” — genshin hcs ⸝⸝

— [warnings]. not proofread but is that a surprise ehe, also some are pretty short bc i had writers block :((

— synopsis . . . you and [char.] get mistaken for a couple — but it seems this comment fluttered the heart of your ‘friend’ a little too sincerely.

— characters . . . heizou, tartaglia, jean, shenhe, kazuha, xinyan

— notes . . . GAAAA IM SO SORRY FOR NOT POSTING :(( i haven’t been feeling the greatest :’p im sort of getting back into the swing of things tho ^^ expect some more gushy fluff on the way

general backstory :

a banal monday afternoon, with you and [char.] linking arms and just slowly strolling the town, enjoying the soft breeze and the warmth of the sun. you two looked so at peace together, it was difficult for outsiders to not sneak a second glance at your puppy love.

during your little wander you stumbled across a generous elderly lady who flashed you two a gentle smile. as you were about to return the gesture, she says, “you’re such a cute couple! we rarely see such pure love in youngsters nowadays.”

S. HEIZOU

what exactly were you meant to say to that? you couldn’t break it to the poor lady..and plus you didn’t want to offend heizou by making it seem as if you’re completely disinterested in him. you side-eye him in hopes his sharp thinking skills will come out to guide the situation. instead, however, you feel his body tense up and a rosy tint appear on his ears.

he coughs into his hand for a brief second, he glances over at you before responding to the lady; “thank you, i think so as well.” he winked at you. you both said your farewells to the lady, and as you walked once again with linked arms you remembered the words heizou said.

“what did you mean when you said, “i think so as well?” your gazes met each other and for a second it seemed like time froze.

“well, what i more so want to say is that i like you, and being seen as yours is something precious to me.” heizou really had a way with words the sly bastard !!! the heated embarrassment rushed up to your cheeks as you let your face be hidden by your hands.

“now, i don’t have to be a detective to infer that that reactions means you’re interested as well, am i right or am i right ?” he chuckles, pulling you into his chest to let you hide and gather your thoughts for a while…

TARTAGLIA

he is a family man and he absolutely respects his elders so he literally cannot lie to this poor grandma and shatter her fantasy. so, instead, he whispers you a prior apology before taking your hand in his with that bright grin of his and responding, “haha! we appreciate your compliment, we really do love each other a lot im glad it shows.”

seriously for being a literal fatui harbinger you’d think he’d be much more reserved and secretive.. but no, here he was going on and on about his ‘supposed’ love for you and your idyllic relationship to this random grandma that mistook you two for a couple. although, childe truly does have a peculiar way with words as you became rather flustered with each lie that he made up.

eventually, the conversation was dropped and you both continued your stroll, not before you noticed that tartaglia was very insistent on still holding your hand even though the situation has been sort of dealt with. “hey uh, ch- tartaglia, you’re holding my hand..” all he does is send you a look that sends you butterflies in your stomach.

he grins at you, “i know, i’m just hoping that more people mistake us a couple so i can prove a point.”

“prove what point?”

“prove that we belong together.”

G. JEAN

you can feel jean tense up as her head is clearly thinking of a million of excuses she could give the poor woman, but perhaps she malfunctioned since the reply that she gave was not one you were expecting, “uhum..tha-thank you! it’s an honour to have someone as [name] by my side, i’ve really been blessed.”

you know better than anyone else that jean would not be the type to lie so frivolously about her feelings and opinions, especially when it comes to you therefore you couldn’t stop yourself from looking away in slight embarrassment at the thought that jean truly thinks of you like this.

“haha, no worries, take care of yourself ma’am.” was the first thing you heard as you snapped out of your little daydream. jean looked composed to an extent, she still radiated that same knightly and trustworthy exterior but you could feel that she was rather anxious after that interaction.

“[name], um.. sorry for rambling about you for so long, i guess when thinking or talking about you like that i really can’t hold back.” you’re not sure if jean had realised the impact that could have on your heart because she said that so nonchalantly as if it were rehearsed.

“hey jean, did you mean those things you said? like uhm, everything about how you’re happy with me?” you asked, your eyes failed to look at her you were afraid your heart might jump at the pure glance at her. a mild silence erupted, the breeze fanned your skins delicately while the dandelions glided in the air. jean mustered up the courage and took your hands together, “everything i said was completely true, forgive me for being so brazen ..but it’s really hard to keep my feelings hidden from you.“

SHENHE

shenhe knows she loves you, whether she understands what type of love it is; platonic, romantic, familial etc - she doesn’t know however it’s clear to her , her admiration for you is not the same one she holds for people like yunjin, cloud retainer or lumine. the lady’s words come as a real surprise to shenhe, she doesn’t even fully understand how friends are supposed to interact let alone couples.

you don’t want to make her more confused than she already is, or to make her uncomfortable so you deny it, “sorry, we’re not together but we are really good friends!”

“oh dear, my apologies! such a shame, you two would look quite nice together.” she smiles up at you both, taking a minute or two to bid her goodbyes before she leaves.

after walking for a while you noticed that shenhe hasn’t been responding for some time now and instead has been lost in her own thoughts, “heyyy, earth to my lady shenhe~” you poke her cheek in a way to break her out from her own thought.

“sorry, i was just thinking,” you pause and stare at her with a gentle smile, she gazes back at you, “it would be quite nice to be a couple.”

K. KAZUHA

his eyes shift to you to sense any discomfort in the topic, kazuha doesn’t enjoy lying and he doesn’t really know how you feel about you two being ‘together’ as of yet, “apologies, it seems this is a misunderstanding. [name] and i are simply good friends.”

while his words did sting slightly, the ache in your heart was numbed by the fact kazuha’s cheeks and ears were blooming a pretty rosey colour. you two walked off with this newfound tension in between you, kazuha internally cursed himself for allowing a simple misunderstanding to linger in his thoughts so vividly. “so, would my lovely kazuha care to explain why he was so flustered?” you seemingly popped his thinking bubble as he flinches and stares at you for a good minute with this puzzled expression.

his gaze softens and he sighs, looking away from you to stare at the distant greenery ahead. “kazuuuhaa~ answer me already!” you huff out, your patience was running very low at this point.

“sorry, somethings on my mind right now.” he at last responds, although his response isn’t at all satisfactory and almost seems like a coverup. you give him the look of, ‘i know you’re chatting shit but just tell me what’s the matter’. he laughs in amusement, patting your head as he does so. “to be honest, i never realised just how happy i’d feel if people saw us as a couple.”

XINYAN

“haha! thank you, unfortunately, [name] and i are just great friends. but they are absolutely adorable aren’t they?” she squishes your cheek to amuse herself. the grandma beams at you two, “such a shame, you’d be quite lovely together don’t you think?“ perhaps xinyan’s conscious was much more focused on teasing you because she absentmindedly replied, “hehe, absolutely!”

obviously during the moment, you were attempting to come up with excuses as to why she agreed, ‘maybe she was caught in the moment’ or ‘she just didn’t hear the question!’ yet despite your own self esteem, your cheeks were quick to heat up as the other side of you was hoping the words she said were true.

“alright, goodbye nana! be safe!” she yelled, waving to the lady while walking. she kept her hands on her cheeks the entirety of your journey, her expression was unclear but she look pretty dazed. “hey xinyan, you alright? you’ve been spacing out.” you poke at her.

“eh? oh so sorry [name]!! it’s just that..well aha..after being mistaken for a couple i cant help but feel a little happy.” as soon as the words escaped her lips, she smacked her own mouth closed as a fiercely red colour bloomed on the tips of her ears. you yourself weren’t doing so great as her sudden confession (does it even count as one?!) leaves you flustered and speechless.

you’re gonna have to talk more about this after xinyan stops hiding her face from you..

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#this took forEVERRR im so sorry :’(( #i’m on my break now so hopefully i’ll be able to write more +_+ #genshin x reader #genshin x gnreader #kazuha x reader #heizou x reader #tartaglia x reader #jean x reader #shenhe x reader #xinyan x reader #genshin #genshin x gn!reader #genshin x you #genshin fluff

[person4924]

new about me

my name is sam !! thats basically all u need to know but theres (a lot) more under the cut!!

im a lesbian (???) and ace

they/she (this is my pronouns page)

im probably genderfluid so u can really use any (if u use he sometimes i’ll kiss u /p)

i’m neurodivergent of some sort (i don’t even know anymore)

a minor (don’t be weird)

my personality type is INFP-T

things i like (the things bolder r what i talk about the most)

harry potter (fuck jkr)

marvel

the marauders

boy meets world

it

osemanverse

paper girls

teen wolf

owl house

shameless

glee

stranger things

friends

andi mack

the last of us (i’ve only watched the show tho, but i know most of what happens in the games)

riordanverse

musicals

poetry

reading

cats

animals

fictional characters

music

movies

tv shows

art

writing

women

sitcoms

brooklyn nine nine

new girl

hamilton

grishaverse

stand up comedians

ocean animals (specifically sharks)

community

moths (and just kinda winged bugs in general)

greek mythology

dawsons creek

bojack horseman

halloween

the sky (like stars, the moon, the sunset, etc)

jelly fish

criminal minds

animals

ted lasso

scooby doo (the older movies from the 2000’s ish specifically but all of it too)

everything sucks!

the sun bearer trials

atypical

octonauts

spencer reid

my fav movies are tick tick boom, my girl, dead poets society, breakfast club, the outsiders, hamilton, stand by me, cmbyn, lady bird, beautiful boy, luca, nimona, (500) days of summer etc.

musicals i like are hamilton, tick tick boom and the greatest showman

my fav taylor albums are folklore, evermore, reputation, 1989 and speak now but i love all of them really (please please ask me abt them omg)

my current hyper fixation is the marauders (more of a life-long obsession atp) and criminal minds

i’m currently reading the extraordinaries

my fav music people (i’m really just giving a short list of many): conan gray, cavetown, current joys, queen, rainbow kitten surprise, the front bottoms, harry styles, noah kahan, taylor swift, phoebe bridgers, the fray, coldplay, olivia rodrigo, billie eilish, boygenius, gracie abrams, sufjan stevens, maya hawke, the smiths, lucy dacus, julien baker, the smiths, sleeping at last, mitski

i mostly post about whatever hyperfixation and/or character/person has overtaken my brain, music and analysis things

i appreciate tone tags and i try to use them as much as possible

i’m always looking to talk to more people and i’m always bored (don’t be weird istg)

my fav books are any alice oseman book, the outsiders, the perks of being a wallflower, i fell in love with hope

child of athena (i think) and a ravenclaw

biggest pandalily shipper you’ll find

i love love love making character analysis’ or song or movie or tv show or books or ships or whatever

i also write sometimes!! (i suck ass)

and i’m person4924 on ao3 but i can’t figure out how to link it

this is my spotify (i have the best music taste in the history of human kind btw)

this is my discord (in case of KOSA or if it’s just easier to talk on there)

this is my airbuds idk if anyone actually uses it but i thought it’d be fun to share music with mooties

please please please send me asks i have no hobbies or friends and im always bored please please please (im on my hands and knees begging please please please)

i have a tagging system!! idk how much ill remember to use it but yeah!! (its also new so only my new posts will have them) #sam shut the fuck up -> rants/yapping #asks!!! -> asks #polls!!! -> polls #crazy? i was crazy once... -> headcanons for characters/analysis things

#about me

[marcyyss]

' Summer Romance '

Bruce Yamada x Reader

I took this idea from a hc post, i dont remember the person's user so pls if u know it tag them :(

Summary: you and Bruce always go to the same summer camp, and since then you two are best friends! You guys know that you like each other but never make a move, till one summer

Today was the most waited day for you, it was the first day of summer camp and you get to see Bruce once again!

You were waiting for Bruce's car in the enter of the camp, you were nervous because your friends told you to confess to him this summer, you were always talking about him, his eyes, his smile, his hair and how much you missed him

As you were daydreaming about him, you heard a car parking close so you turned to that car and you saw the most handsome, cute, pretty and adorable boy of all time " Bruce Yamada " looking at you with a big smile, as always so you run to him and give him a big hug

— " Bruce, i missed you so much! "

— " I missed you too y/n! How are you? "

— " Im great of course, because im with youuu "

— " Haha stop it, my parents are here "

Bruce said goodbye to his parents and they left.

— " I love your parents, they are so sweet.. not like you "

— " I never saw YOUR parents tho "

— " They dont like you "

— " My in-laws dont like me?! "

It was a common joke between you two, everyone thought that you and Bruce were a couple so you let them think that because its funny

— " I dont like you either, next summer im going to stop going here and leaving you ALL alone "

— " Finally, a peaceful summer "

— " So Bruce.. We should get inside right? "

— " Sure, lets see what "FUN" activities we get this year "

You two enter the camp, it is a nice place, nature, friends, adults that they are supposed to be helpful but they arent.

Actually you guys are "famous" there, everyone know you two, and you know everyone

— " I always thought thag i will be super lonely here and everyone will hate me "

You said, randomly as always

— " Yeah, i know, but little silly me talked to you so now i have to stand you all summer. "

— " YEAH BUT, you love me, your parents love me, now kiss me Brucyyy~ "

— " BRUCY?! Thats the best nickname you could think of? "

— " Duh, what kind of name is Bruce anyways? I cant think of anything else "

— " DONT YOU DARE MAKE FUN OF MY NAME. "

You and Bruce were either the BEST team in the activities or rivals who wants the other to lose.

Like in some activitie which you and other person had one of ur feet tied together and you had to go to the finish line first to win!

You and your partner fall, and Bruce and his partner won. Of course you said that Bruce pushed you but he did not ( or he did?.. )

And in a fishing activie, you two were in the same team and the camp had fish to eat for a whole week

The part that you two enjoyed the most was sleeping time, you and Bruce sneak out of the cabins and go for a walk by the lake, its like a rutine of everyday, breakfast, activities, lunch, rest, activities, dinner, and walk by the lake

— " So.. This girl Penny looked at you with love eyes "

— " I kissed her last year, totally not worth it "

— " Maybe she got better in kissing? "

— " Maybe she didn't? I dont want to kiss her again, im traumatized for last time "

— " HAH, its not worse then when i had to kiss JAKE "

— " I Can't believe that you actually did it. "

— " I wasn't going to lose truth or dare "

— " Surprised that no one asked us to kiss tho "

— " Awww Brucyyy do you want to kiss meeee? "

— " Yeah. No. "

— " You are diying to kiss my lips mua muaaa "

time passes and you two sit near the lake

— " Im so exhausted, doing activities and games all day is tiring "

Bruce said, as he lays down on the floor

— " Yeah, i know, its kinda fun tho.. "

— " Of course it its, its fun spending time with you and beating you on games "

— " You know im the best "

— " Yeah sure y/n, I AM the best "

— " You know Bruce? I always liked you "

— " Ugh, disgusting "

— " You are disgusting! "

— " Yeah, i like you too "

— " Damn, i guess i should kiss your ugly and disgusting face now MMWAAAAK "

You grabbed his face and kissed him

— " Ew, so disgusting, you are a worst kisser then Penny "

— " Shut up. "

Agggg i love Bruce

#fluff #headcanons #fanfic #bruce yamada #bruce yamada x reader #finney blake #finney blake x reader #robin arellano #robin arellano x reader #the black phone x reader #vance hopper x reader #vance hopper

[xler0]

nobita's classmates

so i got bored and made a relationship chart between the classmates (drawn in a very confusing chart) (yeah i got lazy and decided to just not draw the male classmates lol) this is all just my interpretation, of course. additional infos added below the tab, i referenced some manga but without citation bcs im away from home and could not provide the panels/ story i meant. hopefully it's not too out of pocket, and i probably remembered wrong but yeaaaaa this is how i view their relationshipss lollll

long read ahead

okay so to start

somone alrd pointed out how shizuka is the closest with gian and suneo and not with nobita, and i agree wholeheartedly! Shizuka is an active child, liking sports, only restraining herself bcs she's a girl and she's supposed to be "prim and proper". once she became a boy (switching bodies with nobita) (gadget that reverse gender roles) she became very active and able to play baseball, climb a tall tree like gian and suneo, and she excels in all. even in girl form, she still maintained being active by playing badminton and can compare to gian's ability in it. the three of them would often leave nobita behind bcs of his lack of ability to join in, whether in swimming, riding a bike, even riding a 'horse.' so yeahh i do think she probably had more fun with the other two compared to with nobita.

other than that, i also thinks she probably has the most friend in her class. i do think she's the only one that was able to know dekisugi the closest and the best, compared to other kids. other than being friends with gian, suneo, dekisugi, and nobita, she's also on a friendly basis with the other girls in her class (5 named girls in her class + musuko) and occasionally would hang out/ play with them. while gian, suneo, and nobita are also friends with their guy classmates, from what i've seen and felt in the anime, they're not as tight-knitted as the girls (only haruo and yasuo being the most used boy classmate NPCs), added they sometimes antagonized each other and their friendly behavior can be just a facade (mainly when they fear gian).

With gian and suneo's relationship, i do feel like it's a ride or die. for bestfriends/ partner in crime, they can still be mean to each other. gian would still constantly be violent towards him, and suneo would mock him on his intelligence/ look/ wealth. many stories where they ended up on opposing sides, fighting against each other, but somehow they tolerate and stick with one another. they can be friends, soulmates, partners, enemies, bestfriends. honestly wouldnt be surprised if they just started going out with one another or even ended up in domestic partnership. they're just inseparable.

compared to shizuka who has many friends, i think dekisugi is the opposite. true, everyone in class admired his abilities. but that's it. other than shizuka and nobita (begrudgingly bcs shizuka asked), no one really cares to look out for him when he's troubled by late night calls terrorizing him. then again, maybe it's mostly bcs of dekisugi himself. he's rarely seen playing with the other kids. in fact, in the canon manga, the only time he's there with the other kids and everyone had fun can be counted (the living rope that could turn into things, the ultra dora movie, observing underground ants, the straw rocket, nobita making underground country although this one ended up with nobita being a dictator). in manga, he's even rarely seen in gian's concert, and some speculate gian thought of him as a busy guy and respected him. But honestly, i think gian just forgot to invite him. Im sure dekisugi knows abt how big of a bully gian is, even tho dekisugi sometimes would defend nobita when gian bully him. In gian's dinner show, dekisugi had shown concern over getting hit by gian, so i dont think gian "respect" him in that way. one time he got invited to play baseball with the giants and he aced it all, only to leave gian, suneo, and nobita pissed and jealous by how good he is. this might also be a factor, but dekisugi himself never really bothered to butt in or familiarize himself with his other classmates, other than shizuka, who he felt like can be allowed in topics he's interested in. he even opted for having foreign friends or writing pals instead of getting close with the other kids. of course foreign friends can be as important as classmates friends, but sometimes it can be isolating, since you'll get absorbed with other type of activities and didn't even try to maintain real life relationships. whether it's bcs of the classmates that felt intimidated to talk to dekisugi bcs they feel he's too smart or it's dekisugi himself who didn't even bother to interject his self in class, i'm still not sure yet. i think both are contributing factors.

Nobita is part of the close group, made of gian, suneo, and shizuka. Gian and suneo would often tease him and shizuka would sometimes laugh or even defend him. They're their own circle in the class. but honestly, i think that's all thanks to doraemon. if doraemon did not arrive from the future, i do think nobita would be some social outcast, kinda like dekisugi, but the class just literally forgot he existed, since he's such a boring guy who has not many interests. He does not excel in academics nor athletics, his hobby is playing cats cradle and sleeping. In the first chapter, he spent the new years laying in his room reading comics, while his classmates were out in the streets playing. He originally has no interest in outdoor activities, therefore his classmates would probably not invite him to play. He's a passive guy, he rather stay quiet and away from danger, hence his classmates would probably forgot he exist. He cannot eat as quick as his friends and had trouble keeping attention in class and doing homeworks, he's literally made to be the butt of the class' joke "well i got low scores but at least not as bad as nobita" and nobita himself didn't realize how laid-back he's being and how he was wasting his reformative years, bcs that shit sticks until you're an adult. doraemon honestly is a god-send for him, and even if nobita somehow did not manage to marry shizuka, he still learned a lot of things with him. He was given an outlet to express his own creativity and explore new interests, and that made him a more interesting guy. He can play and found fun in playing outdoors with his classmates. He got close to shizuka, gian, and suneo. He got to fricking rewind time and met his grandma one more time and appreciate her more and make her proud. He was able to bring joy to his classmates thanks to doraemon's gadgets. if doraemon did not exist, nobita will be stuck alone, getting bullied and picked on in a serious manners by gian and suneo since he couldn't pick up after himself and he can only admire shizuka, who sometimes defended him, from afar. that's what i think

and that's all. again, this is just speculations. of course it can be read as something not serious (fujiko prob forgot dekisugi existed, drawing gian being violent is peak comedy, etc) but i think it's fun to interpret their dynamics, especially with dekisugi since he's not shown as often as the others (even jaiko had more appearance, i bet). but yea lol thankyou for reading these walls of texts haha

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chapter fifteen - domestic affairs

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warnings: explicit content minors dni (mxf intercourse) swearing, mentions of death, torture, all the canon typical violence bc how else do i explain it. shit is fucked 

a/n: i had a mind blank writing the smut which is surprising considering im a whore??? like you would think i know that. that’s why this took so long. but wow guys pls forgive me for how long this one is, i make it better bc i didn’t want to blue ball u any longer. or myself. or reader. or frank tbh. i really enjoyed writing this chapter tho!! there’s so many lil tie ins with reader and franks thoughts and i just brrrrr.

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“I thought I’d heard her name before.” You stare up at the building, giant blue letters screaming ‘New York Bulletin’ above the entrance. “She was the one who wrote that article I read. About the Punisher.”

You remember reading that article, and how it made you feel sick and guilty and all the things you never knew you could feel about Frank Castle. It was also convincing as hell, which is exactly what you were going to need if you were going to successfully pin the murder of the Colonel on the Gnucci’s. 

“Like I said, its a long story. Just - let me do the talking, okay?” You roll your eyes and put your sunglasses back on, trying to hide the black eye forming on your face from two nights ago. Waking up in the back of the car, Frank’s arms hugging you tight to him, you were silently hoping to get the chance to pay him back for your last night at the garage. 

It was tiny and impractical, the back seat already squished, but you would make it work for a chance to taste him like he did to you. By the time you had completely come to your senses, though, he was already driving, leaving you in the backseat with a kiss on the forehead. And now you were here, attempting to control yourself as you walked into the building of his not ex-girlfriend. 

You could hardly think of anything else since then. The way he held you down, hands touching parts of you that shouldn’t have felt so good but just did because it was him. The memory of the sounds he made, buried between your thighs, how he told you how good you were, how long he would spend doing just that…

The ding of the elevator broke your thoughts, and Frank’s arm brushed against you as you both stepped inside. He had his hood pulled over his head, knowing he would be recognised here if anyone looked at him for more then three seconds.

Alone in the lift, you stepped closer to him instinctively, and his arm wrapped around your back. The touch awakens you, reminds you of the power he has in those hands, and how he used that to make you feel more alive than you ever had before. He must feel you stiffen up, or jolt or something, because he uses his other hand to make you look up at him, head tilting when his finger hooks under your chin.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

“Bullshit.” You roll your eyes. “You don’t have to come up. If that’s what your worried about.”

“I want to come.” The whirring sound of the elevator echoes around you, and Frank drops his arms away as two people enter the small space. Backing him into the corner, you turn around, using your body to cover him as much as possible. If there’s one thing you knew, it was how to hide your face. “Do you not want me to come?”

“When did I say that?” His eyes go over your shoulder, looking at the two people now cramping you both together.

“Why do you answer every one of my questions with a question? It’s annoying.”

“So do you.” The door opens, and Franks voice stays that low, gravelly tone that has your mind drifting to places it really shouldn’t be right now. The people behind you leave, and you don’t step back even though you know you have room. You see his hand move in your peripheral vision, and then feel it on your waist, pulling you closer.

“If you want to do this on your own, work out your shit with her, I get it.” The last thing you want is to shove yourself somewhere you aren’t wanted. “Promise I won’t go all Hannibal Lecter on you.”

“I don’t wanna do anything without you.” Every time Frank says something like that, something soft and sweet, he looks down, or hides his face so he can’t see your reaction. Almost like he’s scared of watching the confession hit and crumble off you, like he’s shot an arrow in the wrong direction and he’s just waiting for it to miss its mark.

It never does.

The ding of the elevator arriving at the floor makes Frank release you, and he brings his hands to your shoulders and spins you around, directing you out the door to the right before you can say anything else.

“Keep me covered. Her office is around the corner.” He talks like nothings happened, and all the people rushing around slowly makes your brain swim back to normal thoughts. Right. Karen Page. The not-ex. The body you just left in the woods. Normal thoughts. 

He tugs you over again, keeping you to the side, and a man delivering mail smiles kindly at you before squeezing past with his bag. The gesture would of made you stop if Frank wasn’t driving your body behind you.

“Up here. Lock the door behind you. Let me talk first.” You nod slightly and stop in front of a door, the name on it right in front of your eye level. Quickly, you open the door and shove Frank in first, then slip in behind and lock it.

The woman is on the phone, and Frank says nothing as he stands in the middle of the room, pulling his hood down. If she heard you enter, she hadn’t said anything, still talking into the phone like no one was listening.

“No, I don’t want to wait for him to get released! The media will be all over it by then, and I need his statement to be unbi- Jesus Christ!” She drops the phone when she turns around, hand reaching for her bag. Frank starts to raise his hands, you still standing at the door, but before she recognises him she’s already aiming the small gun at his head, eyes wide with confusion.

“Hey! Hey. It’s just me.” You were wrong. She does recognise him before she draws the gun, but holds it there anyways. He still has his hands raised, and you resist the urge to step in between him and the woman, who you can now get a good look at.

She was gorgeous, that’s the first thing you notice. That easy kind of pretty, blonde hair going well past her shoulders, clothes clean and fitted, blue eyes hard and trained on the man in front of her. Her finger isn’t on the trigger, but she holds it there anyways.

“What the hell are you doing!?” She yells, keeping her spot behind the desk. Keeping distance between her and you. Smart, too, then, although you already knew that from reading the article.

“I - we need your help. I would of called but…”

“You didn’t think I would answer .” She finishes, and he nods.

“Yeah.” She starts to drop the gun, and then her eyes flick to you, and she just moves the aim. “She’s with me.”

Frank steps between you and Karen.

“What do- You scared the shit out of me, Frank. Where have you been?” At his words, and seeing the look on his face, she drops the gun with a sigh.

“It’s a long story. It’s why we’re here.” Frank steps back to the side, and it feels like your feet are cemented to the floor.

“We?” Karen says, looking at you.

“Yeah.” At first you think she might be analysing you, but then you remember who she is, and what she does, and her face softens when she sees your arms.

“Well, at least your making friends.” She sighs again and runs her hands through her hair, clearly frustrated. A trait shared among Franks few friends. “You said you were done with this. Where have you been, Frank?”

“All over. I had business out of town.” Her jaw tightens at the mention of it, and you make a mental note not to push the whole Punisher article with her. Not right now, at least, although you did have a lot of questions, ones that you didn’t think you could look Frank in the eyes and ask. “I’d been tracking the Gnucci’s-“

“The crime family?” She sinks into her chair, shaking her head as he nods.

“I’ve been on ‘em for months. Madani called once we crossed over, and I’ve been cutting them down ever since. This is…” He turns to you and says your name, and finally your legs work because your walking over to stand next to him, eyes trained on the floor. “She’s… tied up in all of this. The Gnuccis, New America. All of it is connected.”

“What about the murders?” Ever the reporter, she nearly squints as she runs her eyes over the two of you, who probably look like a mess. “You have anything to do with that? Dozens of mob guys and low life’s dropping dead in the past three months? I had to put my job on the line for them not to print an article titled ‘The Return of The Punisher.’ Those people lost their heads, Frank. What were you think-“

“It wasn’t him.” You look up, catching the slightly guilty look on Franks face at Karen’s accusations. “It was me.”

Her grip tightens on the hilt of the gun still in her hand.

“You’re the assassin? The one who’s been ripping peoples heads off all over New York?”

“One and only.” If she was scared, to her credit she didn’t show it a lot, just in the slight shake of her hand with how hard she was holding the gun. “It’s complicated. The Gnucci family targeted my fathers research, needed it to built human weapons. They killed him for it, and used it on me.”

The air leaves your lungs when you say it, but you know it was needed. She looks at the two of you then, two broken people who have a little too much in common to be falling together on accident. Two people, created by those in power, used only for another’s agenda, who had finally had enough and broke free. Two people who had lost everything, and somehow found each other.

“They used me. Since I was fourteen, after they perfected my fathers work, I’ve been killing for them. Three years ago they locked me in a cell underground and let me rot. Three months ago, The Colonel broke me out.”

“The leader of New America. Why would he risk his life to get you out?”

“He didn’t risk anything. They are working together. It was part of some elaborate plot to get me to trust Bobby again. He’s planning some take over now his father is dead, and he needs me on his side. He has my brother.” You feel selfish. So, so selfish because you don’t think you have thought of your brother in the last day. It used to be all you obsessed over. Now, your brain was jammed with other things, even if you tried to keep them out. Frank spoke next.

“They are coming after her. And me. The Gnuccis are a force of their own, but New America is travelling on thin ice.” He steps forward, satisfied she isn’t going to shoot him now. “We need your help.”

Her eyes were still on you, clearly processing all the information you’d thrown at her. She doesn’t look rattled, really, just annoyed, or maybe disappointed. She looks at Frank again, and your sure you were right. She’s disappointed.

“I thought that was it for you, Frank.” She sighed, putting the gun back in her bag. “After Billy - I can’t believe Dinah called you back in.”

“She didn’t call me back in. I was already there. These guys are using kids, Karen. She was fourteen, and look what they did to her. What they’re doing to her brother. You think I can just let that shit go?” You look down, unsure of where you fit into this conversation now you’ve been used as an argument.

“You haven’t changed a bit, have you?” She stands from the chair, and looks to you before moving around the table.

“Is that a yes?” He starts to relax a little, taking a step back so he’s right next to you instead of in front.

“You know me. Soft spot for on the run, wanted criminals. What is it you need, exactly?” She looks at you now, and it takes you a moment before you realise she’s actually talking to you.

“Well, we…um— when we found out where New America where hiding out, we broke into their hold. They were keeping people down there-“

“Your brother?” She asks softly, and there’s a look in her eye that makes you feel like she knows how you’re feeling.

“I thought, maybe. But he wasn’t there. Still, there was people we needed to get out, and we found the Colonel.” She nods, looking to Frank as he takes over.

“We should of killed him there.” The comment was unnecessary, and it makes Karen grip the table a little tighter. Not afraid, more pissed off.

“But we didn’t. We took him with us, because I thought he might have more information. We knew he was working with the Gnuccis, and I didn’t really have any other ideas, so we…” As much as you want to trust this woman, you’ve already admitted to being the infamous assassin, so maybe telling her you tortured and executed a man less than twenty four hours ago and left his body in the woods wasn’t the best place to start. “We got what we could, but all he could tell us was his men are just as angry at the Gnuccis as we are.”

“After we killed him—“

“Hold on. The Colonel is dead?” Her eyes go wide and she starts writing something on the notepad on her desk. “Jesus. Okay, what else.”

“After we killed him, we realised that we could kill two birds with one stone. New America will come after us if they find out we killed their leader, but if they think Bobby executed him for losing her—“ He looks over to you and you nod. “Then they’ll go straight to the source. We figure two rival gangs going at each other’s throats will give us enough of a distraction to get her brother out, and they’ll kill each other in the process.”

“How does the FBI play into all this?” Clicking her pen, she keeps writing.

“Well, the agent Frank called - Dinah Madani - she told me she’d keep my brother safe, keep him from falling back into the wrong hands. She’s also not having me shot and killed on the spot, so I guess I owe her for that.”

“The FBI has a hit out on you?”

“I’ve killed hundreds of people all over the country. I want my brother safe, and I need to be alive to do that.” She nods, and you notice she doesn’t write that part down. Out of solidarity for you or for the agent risking her career, you don’t know. “We take down Bobby and get my brother out, she sends us any information she finds, takes the credit and makes it offical. My brother gets a life and home that he deserves when this is all over.”

Frank was staring right through you, body angled towards you. It was the same way he looked at you after your first conversation with Madani, when he yelled at you for exchanging your freedom for your brothers safety. You would sell a lot more to garuntee it, you just hoped he’d forgive you for it.

“Where does The Bulletin come in?” Karen asks, now looking between you and Frank as you have a weird silent showdown.

“We need to make the New America boys believe Bobby killed the Colonel. We figure you write and article, get the word out. Your paper gets first grab at his death, and we get half an army off our backs.” Frank manages to tear his eyes away at some point during the conversation, now looking at Karen’s notebook. “I know I owe you bout a million favours, but I-“

“I’ll help you. Of course I will.” Her eyes were still going between you and Frank as she slips behind the desk, sitting back down and scribbling a few notes. “I’m gonna need something, though. An angle I can pitch, a photo, anything I can form a story off.”

“We have a photo of the body.” Frank slides the phone over, and Karen’s face screws up a bit. Not so much as to hint she hasn’t seen anything like it before, though.

“That’ll do.” She starts writing something else, and then pulls open her laptop. “Would it be a bad time to ask how you’re doing?” Frank breathes out a light laugh, the way his shoulder brushes your arm as he does lighting a little fire under you.

“I’m doing good. Better.” He drops his head, looking at the floor. “You still seein’ that lawyer? Murdock or something?”

“I see him. Whether I’m seeing him or not… that’s a really good question. One I don’t have the answer to.” You try to hold back a laugh. Damn, could you relate. Franks head snaps up to look at you, and he squints, analysing your move. “Okay, I can work with this. I’ll run the story as soon as I’ve put it together.”

“How long does it take?”

“I can get it out for tomorrows front page. This whole gang war has been headlines for the past few weeks. Thanks to you, I guess.” Swallowing, you look out the window of her office, anything to not see that emotion of empathy across her face. It’s not one you deserve. “You sticking around this time?”

“If this all goes how I need it to.” Frank says. You had only spoken once about what happens after this is all over, but the conversation with Karen reminds you that there might not be much of a choice for you now. Madani might not kill you, but she wouldn’t let you walk free.

“If you need a place to crash…” She goes into a drawer and pulls out an old looking key. “It’s an apartment downtown. I rented it, but I’m staying at Matts place house-sitting until he’s back in town. There’s food, hot water, clothes you can wear.” The last part she aims at you, smiling almost sadly.

“We can’t stay.” Frank strains.

“I know, but no one’s using it. Just for the night, even, to clean yourselves up. You look like shit.” Both of you laugh, knowing it’s true. You feel like shit, too. “Take the key. You can stay there tonight, and when the article goes up you can decide what you want to do.”

“Karen-“

“Just take it.” She shoves her hand at him, and he obeys, taking the key from her open hand. You search for a spark in the room, a longing between them that you’re getting in between. Frank had an entire life before you. Sometimes it feels like he lived two before you ever walked through his door.

“Thank you.” You say, and she smiles at you a little, nodding.

“The story will be on the front page tomorrow. You know the office number. Call and ask for me, I’ll answer - if you need anything while your here.” Frank shakes his head.

“You’re still all heart, huh?” Frank steps back, sliding the key into his pocket.

“New York hasn’t frozen me out yet.” You follow suit, walking towards the door. “Wait.”

“Yeah?” Frank says, and you can feel his hand ghosting the small of your back. Whatever Karen was going to say doesn’t come out, and instead just looks at the two of you. How Frank angles himself between you and everyone in a room, no matter how much he trusts them. How you, someone who’s supposed to be a lethal killing machine, have to look at the floor when Frank smiles at you because you beam back too much and want to hide it. It’s like she’s looking right through you.

“Nothing. Just stay safe, okay?” He nods. “It’s good to see you. And meet you.” The last part she aims at you, smiling a little. “Let me know when this is all over. That your both safe.”

“You stay safe too, Karen. It’s gonna be hell out there real soon.” Frank says. With that, you flick the lock on the door and block Franks silhouette, heading towards the elevator.

Frank doesn’t say anything this time when you get in, just the sound of the elevator slowly taking you down the bottom of the building. No one gets in on any of the floors, and you really wish they would because at least it would break up the silence.

Karen was nice. Really nice. That wasn’t the problem. It was now, how he was acting all weird and frozen up after seeing her that had you second guessing yourself. He puts his hand on you back and nudges you out the doors as soon as they open, heading straight to the drivers side door of the car.

You didn’t know how long you had slept, but it was clearly most of the working day because a lot of people were leaving the building with you, making it easier to hide. The sun was setting a bright orange colour across the city, and you made sure to admire it for a second before getting in.

He pulls off the curb, and you don’t question why he already knows where her place is. Actually, you do, but not out loud. The last thing you want it to come off jealous, like you did the first time. Instead, you just let him drive, and lean forward to flick through the radio stations.

‘She’s Always a Woman’ by Billy Joel drifts through the cars old speakers, and you turn it up a little to drown out Franks glaring silence. His knuckles where nearly going white on the steering wheel. You tried to rack your brain for any other thing he could be thinking about other than the encounter you just had with Karen. Was it because she mentioned wanting to see Frank after all this? And you. She wanted to make sure you were safe.

The word didn’t mean a whole lot to you before, but something you’ve never felt with anyone was safe. Until Frank. The thought drifted into your mind, how you would keep that safety if Madani came true to her word and couldn’t perform a miracle to keep you out of prison. Or worse. How would you hold onto that safety, that person, when that was the future you had signed up for? Either way, if this was all you would get, you wouldn’t waste another second of it, no matter how much insecurity was scratching at your throat.

You cross your legs and stare out the window, hoping once you get to the apartment Frank will either tell you he’s having some mid life crisis or rip your clothes off and fuck you. Either way, at least you would know what he’s thinking.

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Frank grips the steering wheel so hard the old scars on his knuckles threaten to re-open. He turns the familiar route, one he drove consistently the past few years, and knows he’s only got about five more minutes before you reach the doorstep.

Seeing Karen stirred up a whole lot. It had been months, since he’d done shit like this, and seeing her disappointment, hearing the things she said about him, about you... he wondered what the hell you were still doing with him.

Frank knew you weren’t planning to stick around after, but he couldn’t help where his brain went when he pictured what happens next. You said you wanted peace- for your brother, for yourself. You never asked to be in any of this. Frank had put himself here, but you never had a choice. When Karen had said she thought he would be done with all this... it hit him a little harder than he thought, because he knew he never would be. 

Was that something you could live with? The whole Madani situation he would get a cap on, he was already figuring some shit out for you, but if you were given the choice, one of the only ones you’d ever had, would you choose a life like this? A life with someone like him? would you choose him? Nothing about this would be peaceful, he doesn’t know if a day would ever come that he would just be able to forget about all the horrible shit happening on his front doorstep, in his backyard, and not do anything about it. It wasn’t the way he was built and it was the reason that people like Karen were always disappointed. 

He never saw that look in you, though.

What he did see, was the way you looked through him. Like you saw all his fucked up shit, all his faults and still got in the car with him. You had seen the worst of him first, and it wasn’t enough to scare you off. He wasn’t sure anything would be now, and he didn’t know whether to kiss you for it or tell you how stupid it is.

Either way, nothing that happened in that room managed to dull the way he’d been feeling about you since this morning. Waking up next to you felt normal. Right. Having you that close, even in the cramped space of the back seat, wrapped under his arm with your head on his chest - there wasn’t a feeling he could name for it.

Turning another corner, he pulls up on the street next to Karens old apartment building. He’s been inside before, but never really stayed longer than a few minutes, so he’s not sure what to expect, but it could be a complete shit hole and he’d be grateful for a real bed. To sleep, sure, cause his back was killing him from last night in the car, but having you here, alone, with a whole night ahead of him… The ignition flicked off, but he was still gripping the steering wheel tight.

It was these kinds of thoughts that were why he’s kept his mouth shut the entire drive over here. All the things Karen spoke about, the way her eyes went between you two, obviously picking up on whatever the hell you two had going on, it was all a blaring reminder of how bad he wanted to take that something further. How he wanted to get back to twenty four hours ago when he had you moaning his name like it was the only word you knew. 

“Frank?” Your voice cuts the silence, and Frank sucks in a sharp breath, his brain foggy with memories. “You good?”

“Yeah. Apartments up there.” He gets out of the car, going into the back to grab the couple of bags of clothes and weapons the two of you had together. At first all your stuff was in one and his in the other, the third exclusively for weapons, and while that one remained the same, he can’t count the amount of shirts he’s pulled out of his bag that belonged to you, or how many times he’s seen you wake up in one of his. Not that he was complaining - he’s even slipped one or two in what used to be your bag on purpose, just to see you in his shit.

You trailed behind him, and while his mind was filled of everything he wanted to do to you once you were finally alone, you were quiet and keeping your distance. He got up the few flights of stairs hearing you coming behind him, further away than he’d like. You might have put some distance between Bobby’s men for now, but New America still based in New York, and as far as they knew, were still working for Bobby. He slides the key into the door, and holds it open until your inside. He locks it behind you, and drops the bags to put a chair in front of the door for good measure.

“Paranoid?” Your voice comes from behind him, sarcastic tone clearly not knocked out of you by his silence.

“You aren’t?” He says, jamming the back of the door between the handle. He sees you roll your eyes as you wander around the house. It’s different to the way you looked around his safe house. This is more calculated, like how you analysed Micros garage, and he hates that he can’t take you somewhere you feel safe. 

“Where’s the bedroom?” You ask half heartedly, running your hands over the stacks of books on the shelf. Frank shrugs and turns back to the door, trying to figure out another way to jam the lock shut. When he turns, though, he hears you scoff. Keeping his eyes on the task, he takes the bait. “What?”

“You don’t know?” He realises the game your playing, but honestly he wants to see how you are gonna ask him what you really want to ask.

“No.” He hears you scoff again, and open a door before closing it quickly, and opening another one.

“You really aren’t going to just tell me?”

“Why would I know?” 

“See? You do it all the time.”

“Do what?” He finally locks the chair into place and shakes it a couple times, making sure its secure.

“Answer me with a question. It’s fine. I’ll find it.” He stands up, and turns to face you. He can see your holding something back, and he’s positive he knows what it is.

“I’ve been gone for a year, you know that?” Taking a step forward, he dips his head slightly to catch your eye line. “Just cause I know the way here-”

“You don’t have to tell me, okay? I don’t really want to know.” You run a hand through your hair, and Frank takes another step, closing the distance between you. He looks down at you, hands gently wrapping around your waist. He breathes in deeply, the first time he feels like he can since he let go of you this morning.

“Look at me.” He says into the top of your hair. When your eyes look up, he can see a thousand thoughts whirling behind them, and he wants to take every single one of them away so you are only thinking of him, because all he can think about is you. He leans down and kisses you lightly— leaning forward so his head touches yours. 

“I’m not jealous.” You say, face as neutral as possible, but when he smiles and breathes out a laugh, you lose your composure and smile with him. With you this close, he can feel how warm you are under his jumper, and he pulls you closer, pressing you harder against him. You smile a bit wider, and he would of dropped to his knees right then and there if you hadn’t started talking. “I’m still getting used to you being this nice to me, you know.”

“I was always nice.” 

“Sure.” Your arms wrap around his neck, and he relaxes a little, knowing you aren’t going to shove him off. He would be as patient as you needed him to be, wait for the rest of his life as long as you kept him around. “You okay after today?”

“’Course I am. Why?”

“You said it’d been two years. It’s a lot. Seeing someone after that long, especially someone you were with-”

“How many times are you going to bring this up?” He says softly and leans down, kissing you a little deeper this time, pulling everything but him out from under you.

“I just-”

“I don’t want to talk about anyone else.” Frank kept his voice lower, softer, and the change made you pull him tighter, and this time you kissed him.

It’s like you took the wind out of him, everything spiralling, nearly losing his footing when you kissed him. He felt you lean into him and that was enough, both of his arms dropping down under your thighs and picking you up. Your legs wrapped around his torso, and the feeling of being surrounded by you had Frank kissing you harder, deeper.

He took one step to balance himself and ended up with you against the wall, but the surface behind you pushed you closer together, and all he could hear was more, more, more-

“Frank.” You sighed his name into his mouth, and the last of his self restraint melted when your hand brushed into his hair, tugging a little when he nipped at your bottom lip. 

“Missed this, sweetheart.” He feels your body shiver with the name, and he remembers how much you liked it the last time. Everything kicks into gear now, and his mouth is moving down your neck trying to taste as much of you as he can.

The hand not tugging on his hair comes to the side of his face, guiding him back to your mouth. His eyes open just for a second, and he sees a glimpse of the look on your face. A small smile and hazy eyes— he doesn’t think he’s seen a prettier sight. Seeing you smile sent something electric straight into his chest. Pushing off the wall, he doesn’t take his mouth off you as he walks to the nearest door. Opening it, you pull back. Frank has no clue what door he’s opened, he’s just hoping it has a flat surface big enough for both of you.

“Are you seriously taking me into another bathroom?” The echo of your voice in the room makes him open his eyes, seeing tiles and a glimpse of the shower.

“I said I didn’t know where it was.” Your head turns and he draws your attention back to him, kissing under your jaw and letting his teeth drag lightly along your skin. “You want to stop?”

“No, I just don’t really want to be on a bed or any other surface where you and someone else...” There was only a few things that could of dragged him away from your skin at that moment, and that was one of them. 

“We didn’t.” 

“You didn’t here, or...”

“We didn’t. It wasn’t like that.” He makes sure to lean back so he can look you in the eye. In truth, the last thing he wants to be doing right now is thinking of anyone but you, but if he needed to draw you a god damn diagram, he would. “I told you that.”

“I didn’t mean to-”

“Stop talking, baby.” He kisses you again and theres no hesitation, no more questions as your mouth opens and you fit him perfectly. He walks with you still in his arms, hands fitting over your ass now that he has the fucking chance to.

He wouldn’t admit how many times he’s though about touching you. Not just since that night in the garage either. Walking through this apartment trying to find the bedroom, he realises it’s probably been a lot longer than he’d let himself believe, and when he finally finds the room, mattress completely bare, he decides he can’t wait any longer.

He lays you down, not letting go of you and coming down on top, and his hands trail up your sides. He takes your shirt up with the move, needing to feel every inch of soft skin he feels like he’s been craving for a lifetime. He leans down, his tongue gliding lightly above your belly button. He feels you gasp, and the sound is music to his fucking ears. 

You throw your shirt over your head and begin to tug on his, the neckline bunched in your hands, but he doesn’t have the patience to take his mouth off you right now. Instead, he goes slow, mapping your skin and working his way up to what might be one of his favourite parts of your body. You are biting your bottom lip so hard he thinks you might draw blood, and he kisses you, replacing your lips with his own. Right now, he wants you to feel nothing but him and how good he’s about to make you feel. 

One of his hands holds your waist as he slides himself in between your open legs, and the way you roll your hips as soon as he’s close enough has him almost seeing stars. He swallows every little moan and gasp you make when he pushes himself against you, both of you still wearing jeans, and he wonders if he’s got enough pull to tear through denim just to speed up the fucking process.

“Not c—” You cut yourself off when you gasp, a sweet high pitch sound when Frank practically grinds against you. “Not close enough.”

“You want me to do somethin’ about that, sweetheart?” Your arms cross over behind his neck and pull him closer, and he has to push back against the mattress to keep from slamming his face into yours. Sometimes he forgets how strong you are, and clearly, so do you. 

“Don’t be a tease.” You whine and Frank buries his face into your neck, knowing you can feel his smile. The last thing he was going to do was make you work for it. There would be plenty of time for that— but right now he was already working at the button on your jeans. 

Yanking the tight fabric down your legs, there wasn’t an inch of you he wanted unmarked by him. He remembers the first night, where he had you pinned underneath him, and how loud you were moaning as he left marks along your neck so everyone would know he was there. He started at your thighs, working his way up to your hips, the same ones his hands were wrapped around holding you still. 

The image of his hands on your skin, his thumbs hooked under the thin fabric of your underwear, a slight purple colour already coming through where he’d laid the most attention was one he knew he was going to see every-time he closed his eyes. He didn’t spend nearly as long taking off his pants, shoving them off the bed and crawling back up to your mouth. 

“S’ pretty.” When you arch your back this time, he takes the chance to slide an arm underneath, hauling you up closer to him. Your arms just hold him tighter, letting him move you where he wants. His other hand slips under the seam of your underwear, and hearing the sigh of relief that comes out of your mouth is enough to have him almost painfully hard. 

“Oh— god.” He knows exactly what you want, how you need him. His thumb finds that sweet spot on your clit, dragging slow circles while his middle finger easily slides into you matching his rhythm. 

“Feels good, baby?” The way your hands were fisted in his hair and lightly scratching on his back told him his answer, but he loved to hear you try and form a response, a few pitiful whimpers and moans making him go faster, draw more out of you. 

He kept you there for a while, watching all that anger and sarcasm melt away just for him- speechless, because of him. He sped up just to watch your eyes flutter open when you said his name, and then slowed down and felt your nails dig harder into his bare shoulders as some kind of silent protest, one your mouth wasn’t able to form the words for. 

It was stirring something in him he didn’t know he had, he didn’t even know if he had a name for it. Seeing you soft and pliant under him was something so unlike you that it had his cock straining in his boxers, but the way you were saying his name had his heart beating a mile a minute.

“Fuck— yes. Please go faster.” You moan, and he hums against your skin, feeling how tight every part of you was getting. He knew you were close. He wouldn’t deny you a god damn thing right now, and he went faster at your command, watching as your eyes nearly rolled back into your head.

“That’s it. Atta girl.” You choke out his name when you reach your peak, and Frank can’t keep himself quiet, groaning at how tight you get when you cum. Everything about is warm and soft and so fucking wet— he doesn’t stop, doesn’t think he can just yet, just needs to feel you a little longer.

Your nails dig harder into his back, yank on his hair, and your whimpers get more persistent no matter how hard he’s kissing you.

“Fr—ank.” You hiccup and he pulls his hand away, kissing your forehead, knowing it’s getting just this side of too much. He was so fucking selfish with you, practically addicted to your sound, your taste. “Fuck.”

“Sorry, baby.” He feels your smile before he sees it, and your arms drop from around his neck, fingers still shaking as you pull at the band of his boxers in an attempt to pull them down. “It’s okay-“

“Stop being such a fucking gentleman.” He swears he nearly growls out some kind of response, seeing just a hint of your normal fight sink back into your lust filled eyes.

The sight has him kicking off his boxers and ripping your underpants away, losing them both somewhere in the room. Franks hand wraps gently around your face, cupping your jaw forcing you to look at him. With a little pressure your mouth drops open slightly, and he kisses you sweetly. The look on his face must change, because your eyes get a little wide looking up at him before you add

“Please.”

“Such good manners.” He teases and you squint at him. You get that look that you usually do before you roll your eyes at him, he knows because it’s one of his favourites. You don’t get the chance, though, because it’s replaced by his new favourite, the face you make when he slides his cock inside of you.

He was holding himself together, using everything he had to control himself, but feeling you around him— so tight and warm and fucking soft—

“Ohh— fuck.” He groaned as he slide back out, almost leaving you but not quite, and then driving back. He pauses, seeing how you shake a little underneath him, and he kisses you again and again, pulling you back to him. “Sweetheart. You okay?”

“Feels so fucking good, Frank.” Christ— the way you say his fucking name. Nothing will feel as good as you do, sound as good as that. He pulls out again and watches as you go all soft on him again, the arm under your back pulling you closer.

You roll your hips in time with him, both of you working in perfect sync. You were almost whining, a constant string of pretty sounds mixing with his low moans he was trying to keep quiet. His hand dropped from your face to hold your hip, his own picking up speed just a little. He was going to draw this out, but what he lacked in speed he made up for in pure fucking power, hearing you gasp every time he managed to brush against the right spot, chasing it every thrust.

“Frank— oh my god.” You turn your head, giving Frank a glimpse of the marks he’d left just moments before, and his tongue drags along the sensitive skin.

“So beautiful, baby. So good to me.” You turn back, biting his bottom lip softly.

“Frank I want-“

“What? Tell me. It’s yours.”

“I wanna— god. I wanna stay.” Your eyes squeeze shut and you kiss him hard. He nearly fucking cums hearing you say that, and you do, your second orgasm making you shiver as he holds you tight. He speeds up, hips slamming into you; determined.

“Yeah?” He gives you a moment to nod, watching as you never fully come down and he keeps you on that edge; forces you to stay with him. He can feel that sweet burn building in his chest, and he wants to take you with him. “You can fuckin’ stay baby. Keep you with me, yeah?”

“Mhmm. Wanna—“

“Whatever you want. Just stay with me.” He didn’t realise how much he wanted— no, needed you to say that until now.

“Okay. Okay.”

“Doin’ so fuckin’ good, baby. God—“ He was going to lose his mind if he waited one more second, but then he feels it. Feels you, and his vision nearly goes white.

“Fuck Fra—nk.” You choke on your words and he feels you tighten around him, the wet sounds spurring him to his own release. When you whimper his name— a sound so pathetic and sweet he knows he’s gone, and pulls out before spilling all over your stomach and chest, arm still angling you towards him.

He loses himself for a minute, drifting off into somewhere where it’s just you and him and none of this shit matters. Somewhere in his mind where he can keep himself buried inside of you all day, every day, hear the way you say ‘Frank’ like it’s something to be thankful for, like it’s a blessing your giving him, a gift.

Neither of you say anything, Frank just leans down, forehead pressed to yours, heaving a few deep breaths when his mouth isn’t on you. He can’t get enough of the taste, tongue licking into your mouth lazily as his free hand runs soothing lines up and down your side.

At some point he leans down and picks up your shirt, using it to gently clean you up. You swat at his hands when he runs it over your inner thighs, both of you laughing slightly as he leans down to kiss you better. Throwing your shirt away, he takes his own and slides it over your head, covering you up as best he can before finally letting his arms give out, wrapping you in his arms.

“Cold.” You say after a second, cause as much as he has you curled into him your legs are bare and there’s no fucking blankets on this bed. Reluctantly he pulls himself away from you, yanking open a couple of drawers until he finds a giant blanket. He throws it over before sliding in next to you.

It’s this feeling he feels most relaxed— something like peaceful. Your breathing gets slower and your face buries into his chest, legs tangling together not caring how close either of you get now. His hand holds the back of your head, kissing your nose, and your eyes open.

“Hi.” You whisper, moving impossibly closer.

“Warm now?” You nod. He can tell your tired, so he ticks you back into his chest. You sigh, and he thinks that might be it. He wouldn’t hold you to anything you said— but there was no doubt in his mind that hearing you say you wanted to stay with him made every other plan for after seem dark and plain sad.

I want to stay, you said.

You didn’t say how long, or if you meant in New York, or even just in the fucking USA, but he meant what he said. He wants you to stay with him after this. After all this, he wants to be near you, with you, whatever that means. His arm tightens around you at the thought, and just before he hears you fall asleep, you whisper four words that nearly make Frank Castle cry.

“I want to stay.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

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Getting to know me

also, tagged by @onpurposeilovehimonpurpose

okay so, that's the first time someone tags me meaning i have no ideia if these questions have like, 2 meanings so bear with me.

Last song: Perdição - L7nnon

Last film: A Man Called Otto

Currently reading: Red, White & Royal Blue i guess, but I just finished Marketing Of Love.

Currently watching: im binge watching 2 broke girls while I write the answers.

Currently consuming: as in food? bread.

Currently craving: again, as in food? broccoli, x-bacon and weirdly, coffee (I'm an addicted)

Were you named after anyone?

so, my mom had this dream about having twins, a boy and a girl, cause of her dolls. turns out she only had me, a girl. 4 years later, she had my sister, and she's EXACTLY like me.

When was the last time you cried?

I actually don't remember, I think it was because I was having a panic attack cause I was thinking too hard about my life and about myself.

Do you have kids?

I do not have kids, I do tho have my sister, that I consider my kid.Im also an aunt, but as I don't really like my "others sisters" and they don't really like me, I don't have much contact with them (I kinda think they don't like me too, but I don't really care).

What sports do you play/Have you played?

as much as y'll like stereotypes, I don't like futebol (but please don't get me started on the soccer thing) and I don't really like sports. I like running sometimes tho.

Do you use sarcasm?

yes.im not really proud (I'm lying I'm super proud) but I use it a lot. I just can't help it.

What's the first thing people notice about you?

I'm not sure, but they do get surprised when I tell them how old I am.

What's your eye color?

Dark brown.

Scary movies or happy endings?

I'm always down for a scary movie, and while I don't have enough patience to WATCH romance movies, i live reading happy endings first and books.

Any talents?

writing count as a talent? I don't know lol.

Where were you born?

Brasil, Rio de Janeiro.

What are your hobbies

I LOVE TO READ, listening to music. OH! imitating accents (doesn't mean I'm any good at this).

Do you have any pets?

I had a dog, her name was Princesa, but she died last year.

How tall are you?

I'm 1.60cm

Favorite subject in school?

In school? English. College tho? Psychology.

Dream job?

tbh I have no ideia.

I'm done!! I'm tagging @madeforstarker @thatisthewaylovegoes cause I know nobody here. anyway pls talk to me guys, despite the answers I'm nice.

[eleanorose123]

brother and i finished rewatching zexal- time for the second half thoughts lol

there is a LOT more this time around, so it's under a readmore

right off the bat, Zexal II gives off major sailor moon energy in terms of "haha you FOOLS! the power you used to defeat last season's antag is USELESS now!"

ah yes.......gilag's design.............

brother and i have a long running joke that the barian emperors as a whole are just doing a group project and constantly struggling with the basic shit that people face when DOING group projects (infighting in particular)

also fun fact, my brother DESPISES the sound effect they use for the barian door opening during the chaos xyz summons

i want to say that 85% of shingetsu's shenanigans were planned. he wanted to put yuma through so much hell

furry coach duelist, never forget

TAKASHI TODOROKI MY SWEET BOY

ah rio "i will not be used as a shield to my brother" kamishiro.....we were so hopeful back then

alit remains to be a raging bisexual, we love that for him

though it does raise the question- since gilag couldn't recognize alit initially due to them not seeing human forms until then, could vector tell who they were or did he just hear their names be mentioned and go "wait wtf"

the friendship tournament ep remains to be one of the best one off eps of season 4 i swear to god

remember when the barians were supposed to come and collect haruto? yeah me neither

mizael is peak theater kid. i love that he and kaito fight on equal grounds and then by the end of the series you're hit with "btw mizael is like 15 and kaito's still 18"

rio may have unexplained (at the time) prophecy powers, but shark's got "i can tell yuma is in danger" senses

WE LOVE SHARK BEING A LONGING DUMBASS IN THE HOSPITAL

god i know that like- yuma's already gone through 3 seasons of shark-related emotions, but i wouldn't be surprised at all if it was alit who made yuma first go "wait, do i like guys?"

shingetsu also did a number on yuma with the same emotions, but for much different reasons

"im here to help astral" "yay!" "but don't tell him about me" "ok!" yuma we gotta teach you what a red flag is. though you are 13 and have already gone through a lot of red flags (ex. giving haruto to a stranger)

you think vector had like, a bazillion questions for yuma after seeing no96 for the first time, or did he zip his lip

we establish that kaito has global surveillance and satellites that can just- fire lasers anywhere. tenjos man

takashi and tokunosuke are canonly some of the biggest shippers in the series which is peak hilarity to me, i love that for them

im surprised anna even bothered with the uniform considering she just barged into the tournament regardless. then again, zexal rly loves putting characters in these middle school uniforms

also season 4 is filled way too much with underaged fanservice ugh

SARGASSO DUEL MY BELOVED

mizael refusing to use the lighthouse card cause it was cowardly is hilarious cause durbe is just right there like "hey"

yuma and his very bad no good day

RUIN ARC TIME

my brother was analyzing every second of each ruin tbh

he has.............a lot of thoughts on alit's backstory in particular

why is durbe's ruin in columbia of all places tho

yuma and co skipped so many days of school, you think the rest of the numbers club were just there like "where'd they GO"

we love kazuma desecrating ruins by adding markers and leaving behind coins that future teams will assume to be part of the ruin's treasures (like it did for gilag's)

also they really REALLY never fucking explain WHY kazuma knows all this shit fjdkhdfjkhfd

vector cannot sit still at all

they rly did no96 so dirty in the series. i love that he's a character fandom decided to flesh out beyond what canon gave us, he deserved that much

i rly thought there was more mutinyship moments than there really were jfdkhfdhjdfkhk ah well. they're full of potential

HEHEHEHEHEHEHE YUMA DEPRESSION ARC i know that sounds fucked up to get excited over, but it's also FEARSOME FOUR TIME

ill never understand why they bothered to go be like "heartland took a picture with esper robin" unless they just didnt want us to forget that's a character

"how'd you get your barian crests back?" "with the power of science!" is still SO funny

numbers club trying to be helpful only to get punished is foreshadowing for their fates the rest of the show

you know, you'd think kurage would've realized ryoga was one of the people he killed considering like- he knew his and rio's names. and their faces. but ah well

tokunosuke building a grave for astral is not talked about enough imo, that's like, one of the strongest scenes of the numbers club characters

kaninja you continue to bring me pain, you wouldve won your duel if you didnt say you poisoned kaito

ngl chris, you abusing kaito for a week straight for the sake of "training" was pretty fucked up

i hate the eliphas duel, i hate the eliphas duel, i hate-

"time to be with your REAL allies" durbe plz stfu

they never really do explain how nasch died. we just assumed he did himself in after seeing vector go down which is uh. hm

ahhh toku......the first casualty of the war.........

i wouldve liked more heartland backstory but THATS JUST ME-

jkfkfdhjdkf i love that it rly was just kaninja who was the reason kaito was becoming blind. messed him up even in the afterlife

astral/yuma remains to be so tender

i feel like if you ever want to make vector peak uncomfortable, just stare at him in silence until he breaks

i know that's the point, but once ryoga unlocks "nasch", his drama levels go through the fucking roof

also fun fact, between eps 122 to 143, something like 23 prominent characters die (tokunosuke, heartland, tetsuo, anna, fuuya, droite, gauche, roku, yamikawa, iv, iii, v, alit, gilag, durbe, rio, orbital 7, kaito, vector, mizael, eliphas, don thousand, shark)

"ryoga, my best friend" iv, i rly feel like that's a onesided sort of situation

alit/gilag deserves more attention ffs

GILAG DESERVES BETTER IN GENERAL TBH

i remember being numb by the point of durbe/merag's deaths. that hasnt changed

KAITO'S death tho, that still hits. mainly cause of the music

i love that obomi's affection for orbital only kicked in cause akari....kicked her

akari who was still trying to be in the plot, bless her for trying

haruto is going to need so much therapy tbh

numeron dragon's story is still so sad, love that dragon

it took mizael like 5 eps to get to the moon and another 3 eps to get off it

shark watching vector's performance and just going "........." the whole time is still hilarious. you know that'll always just be their dynamic even post canon

don thousand...........your design is so good but you are still so lackluster......

nasch vs yuma tho- THAT'S a real satisfying boss battle djfkhdfkj love that finale to pieces

aaaaaand now it's just pain and smiles all the way until the end :'3

the growing up storyline of zexal just really, really hits you by those last episodes ugh

there's so much to work with with the finale, and i love it to this day

still the best ygo series, i will not take notes on that fact

if you read all this, thank you

kattobingu <3

#zexal #WOO FEELS

[flowerkidlove]

Also? I wanna hear about your ocs n fursonas

ook?! (surprised monkey sound)

ocs? sonas? tell you about them you say?

ok ok so i have Elliot (he/him transboy/girl/nonbinary, bicurious/"straight" (queer)) and Sekani (he/she genderfluid pan or bisexual i cant remember)!!! they came from a really bad comic i wanted to make, they were both reapers, based off of the piers anthony series, the book theif and i think one more thing but i dont remember.

Sekani was previously the Egyptian God, Anubis, but i recently thought that calling him my oc while using that name was hella cringe of me, so now she's Sekani!

Elliot died in an accident and (like the piers anthony book) since he was balanced sinful and nonsinful [idfr] he could become a reaper to either let him go to heaven or send him straight to hell

Elliot was also a big trauma dumping character and also helped trans my gender, i love him to death, but i feel bad for him too, he just suffers a lot for me! also. he has a gun. this made him cool. idk why

i dont draw them very much anymore, i can't quite get a grasp on them for some reason, mayhaps my art style changed too much and they just. don't work. i don't use them in anything, but i would like to. i know they have to change, but i'm not ready for that.

they were both previously different characters. Sekani used to be a human sans and Elliot used to be from an undertale au called "undertaile" (i found out about the porn name............) where. i think? one of the guard dogs had children with a human and also the final boss was the annoying dog?????????????????

ANYWAY Elliot came from my oc for perseverance: Emily! two VERY different characters now, but! hey, that's growth for you!

i also have an animatronic janitor horse name Plinko Horsington (he/him loveless aromantic lesbian)! he's from Security Breach and liked to flirt with customers just to see their reactions, fuckin with them! but i didn't really have much from there that i remember!

then there's Axin (she/her transgirl anthro mouse), Candy (she/her, sweet/sweets genderfae anthro bunny) and Yvonne (xe/xem nonbinary crow? blackbird? idr) they were a polycule, not much on them

i dont remember a lot of my other oc's, they didn't stay for very long in my head, so i can't talk about any of them

ok! for! fursonas!

Axin used to be a fursona! back when i wasnt nonbinary, in! highschool! then i changed her name and made her an oc!

Flower Blue! the bunny in my icon! the icon is made by clownkiwi on here, deh good tumblr! but they're my main sona, i want to get a partial of them, i like using them as The Guy for everything!

then there's Candy Lovestruck (she/her, cupi/cupid/cupids, it/its), a lovecore based mouse fursona! cupi was just someone i needed to put a bunch of pink into the design, tho i think i need to add more details to the design!

and then theres this dog one that! i wanna make more things about, but im not ready to talk about that one i think

ok im all done now :3

#talking about ocs #Elliot and Sekani are my babies but also they are cringe bc of me #max's asks #catboybeebop #little buddies

[charlos-angst]

Tagged by @watercolor-hearts, I'm actually surprised someone remembers my @ to tag me in these! quite heartwarming tbh, thank you lovely, hope you have a nice day/evening/morning 🤗💙

Name: my true name starts with a. m. but since i'm a person on the verge of mixing reality w/ virtual i rather be just called goggles lmao (not to be too vague, my second one is miguel, a quite common latino name, but the first one is quite unusual and it feels too real to be called like that so im hiding it lol)

Sign: Leo (i copied from the op who tagged me and yes this is my sign as well)

Time: 19:16 (i definetely spent too much time elaborating and correcting my own answers lmao)

Favourite band/artist: the short version or the long one? cause honestly im kind of into music as a whole, but to select just a few, i'd say Fiona Apple, Joanna Newsom, Beyoncé and Björk. yep, all ladies, dont ask me why but i just connect with female vocalists more

Last movie: ooh.. this one is quite been some time actually... i think it was Knives Out: Glass Onion! just a little bit of silly fun entertainment and cause i was honestly curious cause i liked watching the 1st knives out.

Last show: Drive to survive 🤷‍♂️ im not a very series person tbh (even dts i only watched the eps i actually was curious about lmao)

When I created this blog: this kind of has 2 answers idk. because this used to be a ziam - yes you read that right - a ziam blog lmao but i didnt put much thought into it tho. then i just stopped using for years, and i just came 2 months ago back to delete it and replace with this actual blog cause i discovered the charlos side of tumblr and wanted to interact w the blogs i discoveeed, reblog and all that jazz.

Other blogs: other than the one i deleted, no, i just have this active blog.

Do I get asks: no i turned them off lol but i dont mind actually i get kind of peaceful thinking im just a dot in this vast virtual world of internet, at least here

Followers: 125 accs (i guess, i dont check bots but i dont think there are too much of them)

Average hours of sleep: i guess it varies on 6-8? there are days a sleep a little bit later but tbh i dont keep track of these lol but i can tell i've been pretty okay with my schedule lately, at least my insomnia stopped

Instruments: nope. i have a shitty keyboard but i just gave up on learning, but i do plan on trying again, just dont know when

What I am wearing: green shorts and an ugly printed but comfortable t shirt

Dream job: i mean, it says dream job... so i might go full in... singer/songwriter 🤓

Dream trip: actually i'm not really obsessed about trips anymore... but if i had to pick one i'm just saying Madrid cause its where carlos jr was born 🤓 (i still want to go there and investigate in person to find his official time of birth btw, so yep im picking madrid)

Favorite song atm: i have a lot of songs being my faves simultaneously and it changes fast depending on the moments/moods but im going with In California by Joanna Newsom cause the chorus when she sings "cuckoo cuckoo" its freaking amazing tbh. for my more upbeat side tho i'm picking Those Eyes, That Mouth by cocteau twins.

Tagging:@leclercsbf and @leoramage (tagging you two cause you were the ones to start a conversation w me so i think it wouldn't be too awkward lol but hey, feel free to ignore if you dont want to or dont like these, no hard feelings, were just dots in a virtual space)

(ps: i was actually very defensive about these kind of posts but i tried this one for fun and hey it is fun! it was kind of cool to talk about myself freely without my face or name plastered on it so thanks for that, person who tagged me)

#do i even tag this (lmao) #ramblings

[zarisdonut]

The opinions that literally no one asked for

Alright so yesterday I finished Fate: The Winx Saga and here are all my thoughts.

Disclaimer: These are just my opinions, so it's okay if you don't agree w me.

First off, STELLATRIX.

Can't get them off my mind and I'm a 100% sure Beatrix is gonna come back so it's fine. I absolutely love their dynamic and honestly, I've spent all the eps just waiting for their scenes and I am not ashamed of it. Btw, Stella should've been a lesbian, but it's fine. As long as she's sapphic I don't really care.

Also, I'm pretty sure theyre gonna be canon. Like, all their relationship is so queercoded, with parallels w other ships and everything??? No way they're just gal pals. I refuse. So yeah, in other words, I am clowning hard, which is not surprising cause all I ever do in life is clown over sapphic non-canon ships apparently. (I have a long history abt that)

Musa

Musa, girl, what have they done to you? I didn't hate the haircut as much as I thought I would (even tho its not great) but the clothes???? Hello????? It was hard to watch.

Also, I was kind of surprised w the fact that I liked her "transition" from mind fairy to Specialist, so I'm pretty pleased with her storyline. I will say this: I wish she were sapphic. Not bc of anything specific, but I do remember having a moment where I shipped her w Stella, cause I made a whole fanfic in my head abt them, so yeah.

Also, riven and musa????? Look, I don't normally like m/f ships (specially if they're not in a sitcom). Like, I don't hate them, but they don't give me the buzz, yk. Most times I'm just neutral about them, but I gotta say, man, that Riven and Musa... God, I loved their scenes. I found their dynamic so interesting and the chemistry. THE CHEMISTRY. The slowburn is gonna burn so good.

Terra + Flora

V happy with the fact that Terra is a lesbian cause we need more lgbtq+ people in this show (and in life in general). I will say her storyline w the specialist girl is a bit odd cause they don't really focus much on her (which they obvs should've done that) and isn't she dating someone else when they have their first kiss???? A bit confused abt that.

Other than that, I liked her storyline, and even tho her coming out isn't the best one Ive ever seen, I was pretty pleased. Especially the moment where she tells the whole group and she wants to dismiss it w the rug or smth (I forgot lol) and Stella comes in and hugs her???? Melts my heart.

Moving on, I didn't know how I was gonna feel abt Flora?? And I still don't know lol. I will say that the actress did a good job, but I think they should've added more bonding scenes between Flora and the other girls cause it just didn't feel like they were best friends just like the rest of the group? But maybe it's just me. Still, I don't know how I feel about Flora yet. Like, Im pretty sure I like her, but I think it's more about what she represents, (which is the cartoon character) than what she actually is. I definitely need to see more of her.

Also, the relationship w Terra,, it made sense but also it was too predictable. Like, its not bad but I did find it a tad basic and I wish they made it a bit differently. Like, I know it's hard to innovate but idk, maybe add a little something that makes them stand out? But again, maybe that's just me.

Aisha

Idk what to say abt her tbh, I just like her lol. I will say that it didn't make a lot of sense the way she reacted when she first met Grey (I think that's his name but in case its not, I'm talking abt the guy lol). Like, bro, the lake is not yours, chill. So it was a bit hard for me to get into the relationship but eventually I kinda did, so yeah. V sad that the first boyfriend she has, turns out to be a blood witch. The bestie cannot catch a break lol.

I will say that, (a bit of constructive criticism here) I find Aisha as a character a bit flat. And not only her, I think that in general all the characters except maybe Beatrix and even Riven(?) seem pretty shallow to me. Or maybe like, not shallow but as if they haven't still found their own spark? Idk if this makes sense but I feel like most characters fall into these cliches and tropes, which is totally fine, cause nowadays literally everyone needs to fall into one of these, like it's literally unavoidable. But baby, you need to add a bit of their own spark to make them stand out. To make them memorable, yk? So yeah, I wish they stopped and tried to work on the characters a bit more. Like, Stella, Musa and even Terra are not as bad (even tho imo they a bit of work from the writers wouldn't hurt cause Im pretty sure the actresses make more than half of the work in this aspect) but Aisha, Flora, Sky and especially Bloom... It's bad yall. It's very bad (Will explain the Bloom thing later, don't hate me just yet)

BTW: I say all of this out of all the love in my heart, cause I believe in all the characters and I see the potential, and what they could become. And I hate the fact that I can see it and they're just wasting it so yeah. Don't hate me besties <333

Bloom + Sky

I'm sorry but Bloom is the most basic female main character from a sci-fi tv show you can ever have. Like, bro, just put a little more effort into creating her, please. Like, I'm begging. Maybe it's just me, but the bestie is missing personality (not dragging the actress, just the writers and how they did it), cause yeah, its fine if she wants to sacrifice herself all the time, or if she wants to do everything alone cause she's special n stuff but it's like her whole personality is revolving around her having the Dragon Flame. Which yeah, it is important and it is a v important part of her life but dude. Dont make her one-dimensional.

This also happens w Sky btw. And ofc when you put a bland character w another bland character everything gets... well. Not great. But I won't get into their relationship bc honestly, I do not care. Like I said before, m/f relationships don't give me the buzz so yeah.

To wrap it up...

I did like the second season. I would like to say I liked it more than the first one but I barely remember anything of it, so yeah, lol (Im a horrible fan, I know). I will say that idk what it is, that's making me continue the show, cause I normally only consume sapphic/lgbt media, but here we are. And I did want to leave it a few times cause the heavy straight content is so strong, but Im glad I continued it. And I hope they get renewed for a third season cause I really believe that it has potential and yeah, that's all for now ig. Maybe I'll do another post talking abt other stuff, like plotwise or smth. We'll see. But it'll def be shorter than this cause holy shit, this is long for a person who "isn't v into the show anyways" (that's me lying to myself btw lol)

N e ways idk whos gonna read this, but on the off chance someone has read through all my bullshit and is reading these last sentences, woah, I'm impressed. I cannot believe you've stuck around to know all the thoughts of a random stranger on the internet abt a show abt fairies lol.

N e ways, I love you and have a good day <3333

Kindly,

The random stranger on the internet.

#fate the winx saga #stella #beatrix #stellatrix #fate spoilers #bloom #musa #flora #terra #sky #riven #musa x riven #stella x beatrix #aisha #just adding tags as i think of them lol

[pendwelling]

Man, reading how heartbroken Cedric was over Yeseo's death was amazing. Chef's kiss. Like the GRIEF and the REGRET and especially the anger when there were SO MANY CLUES!! like that old woman who prophesied Jesse's death.. AND?! WHEN THEY FINALLY REUNITED AND THE MYTH-GRADE DEMONIC BEAST SHOWED UP.. BRO KNELT DOWN AND PROPOSED A COVENANT. MIDDLE NAME AND EVERYTHING. I felt like I was reading a marriage proposal even though I know that the rituals usually go this way 😭 also Aurelie bottling up her emotions after Jesse died.. HER GRIEF AND GUILT MAAAN. And when she was looking over Jesse's body at Juliette if I remember correctly she finally called him her child!! Only for it to go unheard by deaf ears.. SOB SOB AND EVAAA WHEN SHE VISITED JULIETTE AND ACKNOWLEDGING JESSE AS LIKE A BIG BROTHER 😭😭😭😭 I loved when the devine beasts awoke too when yeseo arrived. Twas amazing and it was very heartwarming reading the hope and joy the kids and johan etc. had that Jesse was back. Now, Cedric wants to lock him away back at the palace.. so mistakes won't be repeated 😭 even tho it isn't said and it's most likely johan used his wind ether, I like to think he bridle carried yeseo out of the barracks hehe wwww and our smart ga-in quickly figuring out yeseo's identity, but only after Jesse passed 😭 she was so ready to accept her too I loovee her. And the dynamic between Emma and her too lol.. I like the acknowledgement of same-sex attraction in TWSB idk bc usually in novels I read it's like the idea isn't even possible so it's nice lol "my mermaid" is such a nice name too knees weak lmfao. Also glad yeseo kept his purple eyes to a certain extent, bc I they're so pretty I was scared haha and idk I feel a little sad he's not called prince anymore (which is understandable ofc) but I loved seeing the difference in respect and honorifics when johan used more respectful terms towards yeseo since he sees him as his master.. anyways thanks for reading my long tangent if u got to the end LMFAO school is kicking my ass and I've been binging to forget the stress so like Jesse always says, "grab onto that small thread of hope!" Or whatever. fighting lesgoo!!!

GOD.

IVE LOWKEY BEEN ANTICIPATING YOUR THOUGHTS OVER POST-301 HAHAHJSMSK

THE GRIEF AND ANGERRRRRR 😭😭😭 GODAAMNNN SOOKYM REALLY JUST. KNOWS HOW TO CREATE EMOTIONAL BUILD UP AND TENSION SO SO SO WELL

I cry over Aurélie's reaction everyday :')))))) Jesse was her KID. HER PRECIOUS ONLY DISCIPLE!!!!! SHE WEPT OVER HIM AND READ HIM BOOKS BY HIS BODY'S BEDSIDE...... AND EVVVAVVAAAAAAA

Literally it was heart-wrenching reading Aurélie's reaction to finding out through GERRIT'S POV 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 HE BARELY KNOWS WHATS GOING ON!!! AURELIE BROKE DOWN!! SOMETHING BAD CLEARLY HAPPENED, BUT WHAT EXACTLY?

Absolutely devastating move of Sookym to pull, giving us the child outsider POV of such a heartbreaking scene :')))

Yeseo's debut into TWSB is also so exciting. The identity porn was real (the way he chose "Heineken" of all names as his alias is also so funny to me wKSJSKKSKSKS)

AND THEN THE PROPOSAL 😭😭😭 CÉDRIC RIESTER, WHY ARE YOU SO CHEESYYYYY DONT DO IT IN THE MIDDLE OF BATTLE!!!! CHAIN JESSE'S SOUL TO YOUR SIDE ANOTHER DAY!!

Glad you mentioned Emma Corleone too hehe, I love the Admiral a lot wkdjkdkddk i have the hots for me.,,, My bi liege, if françois or chris dont want to be your next spouse............... im right here— //slapped

(also i feel you abt about the purple eyes! Theyre such a significant detail so im not surprised he kept them (even if only when using ether haha) but stil!!!! The purple eyes are great!!! Hes truly favoured by the universe's lord hehe)

It was nice hearing your thoughts!! I hope school goes easy on you soon as well!

#asks #twsb asks #twsb spoilers 301+ #301.......HURTS MY SOUL EVERYTIME

[vinnybox]

What would the rest of the batfam look like with wings? Like Bruce Alfred and Cass, etc? Would Steph somehow have purple wings? (idk if there’s even any birds out there with purple wings lol)

@reddkass tagging as well so you know I've answered your ask <3

aaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAA SORRY FOR LATE ANSWER! Been real busy and been bouncing between answering asks with or without doodles or not. Would love to draw them rn but Artfight GRRR

firstly! Yes!! Cass showing her support and love for her brother through physical affection is canon and I take no criticism/lh

She most definitely gives his wings little pats and also in Cass style, if she notices his distress or if something isn't sitting right, she's the first to comfort him with little wing touches even if Dick didn't realize how distressed he really is.

As for Wings AU Cass and Steph and ther rest of the batfam!! I've thought about it, but the only birds I could think of for Cass is a Secretary bird and for Steph would be a Violet-backed Starling? 🤔

Long rambling and images under cut!

Secretary bird! Absolutely gorgeous but deadly as in has very powerful kicks and destroys snakes DHSDDSHJD They're pretty big too if I remembered correctly?

ALSO just now realizing smth, but ok at first I thought about Batman as this bird, Bat Hawk (haha) but like, this COULD also be Cass cause I think she can beat Batman in a fight? and Bat Hawk also eats bats...

AND JUST LOOK AT HOW COOL!!!

And Violet-backed Starling! I hadn't got around to doing more research yet, but This is all I can think of for now! but there could be others that might fit her more since I did want to base off both from looks and vibes or how they function etc. BUT mostly want to just have fun designing wings later on :]

AND as for Batman and Alfred. Let's get Batman first.

Batman, I've thought about him being Bat Hawk cause of the name and looks alone, but alas, I’ve also come right back to my first options being either Crows or Ravens! Not just cause of their looks alone, but also they’re very intelligent birds! And they communicate within their flock and Ravens are known to form mutual relationship where they work together with wolves. A special bond!

Im leaning a little on the Raven tho for Batman/Bruce cause Ravens are known to do barrel rolls in the sky too! I think it’d be useful for evading aerial attacks c:

As for Alfred, his might come as a surprise?? idk, but I honestly feel Alfred vibes from Shoebill bird (says someone who’s never read a lot of comics WEEPPSS! I’LL DO IT SOME DAY I promies :c )

Like! They’re very intimidating, but are like, super cool? They sometimes bow to people too from some stuff I’ve heard in videos, but they can be quite dangerous if want to. Overall the bird is pretty chill tho.

Another hting I could think of in a funny way are Penguins HDGSHJ cause in Japanese their name means Business Goose which is super funny and sweet.

OR Alfred COULD be a Crow while Bruce is a Raven. (Ravens are larger and has a slight difference in how their tail looks from Crows :D)

If any of you have a better idea I wouldn’t mind y’all sharing and comparing notes haha

EDIT: ALSO COMPLETELY FORGOT I COULD EVEN DO NON-BIRD WINGS. Batman could literaly just hve bat wings and that’d be POGGERS

#ask #DC ask #ask vinny #batfam #Winged!Batfam #Winged AU #anon #reddkass #images #birds #vinny rambles #long answer #long post #Always happy seeing you in my ask Red!! :D #<3<3<3 ty again!!!

[idv-ask-the-unknown]

(Ahem im just hopping in slowly <3)

And yet again, Angeline was in a match, but this time, it was maybe something...Special? I mean-...She would be playing agaisnt a new hunter, who she had never met before! Could this be counted as something special?...

ଘ७•́‿•̀)७ > "...I just hope their abilities are not hard enough to remember..."

She thought to herself as she sighs. The match soon starts, and the pianist immediately went to one of the cipher machines, at first, she kept concentrated in the task...Until she felt something lay in her shoulder.

ଘ७•́‿•̀)७ > "...Huh? A butterfly...That's new! I don't think i have seen any in this map in a long time!"

The woman says, taking the butterfly gently from her shoulder and putting it in one of her hands...That's sweet! It looked like a really pretty butterfly! But what was it doing there?...

- @askthepianist

The butterfly seemed happy while dancing cutely on top of her hand. The butterfly colours are dark as the void itself but also have some Golding glow to it making it truly a beautiful butterfly to look at.

And soon the butterfly fly again and somehow despite being small, it grabs a handful of few of Angeline’s hair and drag it as it want her to follow it and he did. the more she follow it to where it take her, the more butterflies appear around her and when she finally arrives to where it wanted to take her she found who the hunter is.

She saw as the short hunter who carry a big black sharp Scythe, wave goodbye while giggling to the chaired survivor who now send flying to the sky. one of the butterflies float to him and tap him on the shoulder and made him notice the girl they bring to him. He turn around looking surprised that a survivor come to meet him in a match… is been so long since he played a match so he is not sure if this is normal for survivors to just run after the hunter now days or did she just come to save but was late? His thoughts immediately cut off when the butterfly told him they the ones who brought her to him for some reason.

“Aiya~ we can’t just make new friends in a match like that my cute little butterflies, we must hunt!!… still~ she look interesting one indeed so maybe a little chat would not hurt.”

He talked to the butterflies even tho Angeline can not hear them say any words and instead hear the sound that like a gentle glass/crystal clinking together that play like some kind of a beautiful rhythm!! He then approached her and offer a handshake to her with a smile.

“Hello!! My name is Heifu and I am your hunter for today, may I have your name?? I don’t believe we met before ^^!”