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paintingwhiteceilings · 8 months

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❃Seventeen and s/o switches languages during an argument❃

a/n: Firstly, thank you for sending my very first request; I hope I did it justice! After discussing it together, we decided to make it a more general prompt. This was such a fun prompt to try my hand at, as a fellow EU carat, it was amusing to imagine how they would react to their partner switching languages. Some of these may have become a bit, more like very, long as a result so, well, grab your popcorn I suppose :')

Anyway, it is a bit longer and more serious than my other posts but I hope that you will like it regardless!

TG: some of these are slightly angsty and DK is naked

Scoups/Seungcheol

❀ In all fairness, the two of you tend to bicker every now and then, mostly because Coups is the pettiest and poutiest person alive. As a result, you tend to be quite used to having irrelevant arguments with him. Neither of you gets incredibly upset; the arguments are mostly harmless and, at times, can be quite amusing.

❀ This time, however, you had quite a stressful day at work and were in no mood to playfully bicker with him. Apparently, you had absent mindlessly borrowed one of his jackets, and he had been missing it all day, giving Hoshi an earful as he believed he had gone out of his way to borrow his stuff again. After he discovered that Hoshi hadn't been the culprit, he texted you, but in the chaos of work, you had forgotten to reply, leaving him on read. Truly, in his eyes, how incredibly offensive. How can his love, his light, his everything leave him on read just like his members do???

❀ Cue a ton of whining and pouting when you walked through the door, wrapped in his precious jacket. He didn't seem to get the hint that you were in no mood for his dramatic antics. It didn't take long for you to snap at him, effectively shutting him up. He didn’t shut up, however, because you actually got angry at him, but because you unconsciously switched to your native tongue in your exhaustion. He had forgotten that was a thing you could do.

❀ He has dealt with the foreign line switching languages during arguments enough to know that you weren't having his tantrum. It is enough for him to realize to knock it off, but he will be pouting the rest of the evening. Not because he is still upset about the jacket, but because he has no idea what you said and he is too prideful to ask until the next morning.

Jeonghan

❀ Jeonghan rarely gets mad at people, meaning that arguments between the two of you tend to be infrequent. The only times the two of you tend to bicker is when he finds yet another way to cheat during game nights. The cheating is all in good fun, and more often than not, you find yourself impressed with his quick-wittedness.

❀ That being said, losing five times in a row because your boyfriend found another loophole in the game rules really tested your patience. You had been playing Uno together when he decided that whenever he plays the reverse card, it means he gets to go again. Somehow, he stocked up on a ton of reverse cards, and he had been getting rid of most of his cards without you being able to do anything about it.

❀ Naturally, you started arguing with him, trying to convince him that it was against the rules. It was no use; he knows the rules better than you do. Thus, in the heat of the moment, you couldn’t help yourself, and you cursed at him in your native tongue. He was mighty confused for a second, but was aware from looking at your face that you were not complimenting his quick thinking.

❀ He ended up laughing at you, finding it hilarious that he somehow managed to trigger you that much. Be prepared for him to never let you live it down. Every game night, he will cheekily ask you whether it is okay for him to cheat or whether you will curse at him in your native tongue again. From now on, he will up his cheating antics as well, trying to get a rise out of you again.

Joshua

❀ You and Joshua usually don't let your grievances get to a shouting match. Before it can get to that point, one of you sits the other down to calmly talk things out. However, every once in a while, whenever one of you is stressed about something, things tend to escalate. So when Joshua comes home late after a gruelling recording session for the sixth time that week, leaving you to do all the house chores after a stressful work day yet again, you get into a heated argument.

❀ Neither of you wanted to admit to being in the wrong, leading to you bickering back and forth. Joshua had been angrily smiling at you for the past half an hour, trying to explain his side of the story, whilst you were trying to do the same. Arguing in Korean wasn't necessarily your strong suit, and despite English being a lot easier, you couldn't help but switch to your native language as you were trying to find the right words to explain your side of the story.

❀ To be honest, I can't really imagine Joshua being surprised when you switch languages during an argument. Having lived in an environment where he has to speak a second language constantly, he probably is all too aware that when people get emotional, they switch to their mother tongue. He has had too many quarrels and fights with the other members where he kept throwing in English, unable to remember the corresponding Korean word.

❀ Instead, your argument becomes a poly-lingual discussion where the two of you keep switching between all the languages you are familiar with. Joshua doesn't even blink when you switch to your native language anymore; he is used to deciphering what you are saying through context clues.

Jun

❀ Jun is an absolute homebody. He loves to lounge on the couch for hours with his phone in hand, playing mobile games and scrolling on social media. It is the perfect way for him to de-stress after his busy schedule, where he has to constantly be on the move. Usually, you enjoy the domesticity of it, but lately, you can't help but feel like all the two of you have been doing is staying at home. It isn’t like you constantly want to be out and about, but a part of you wants to go on a proper date where you get to dress up and be lovey-dovey with your boyfriend. You have been trying to find the right time to bring it up, aware that Jun doesn’t do well with subtle hints.

❀ However, when the day finally came where you asked him to go on more dates, it ended up in you two fighting. It had all started when you found yourself bored out of your mind with Jun being on his phone again, absorbed in his own world. For the first time in a while, he got to enjoy a bit of a break as promotions had finally ended, and he intended to spend most of it relaxing on the couch. It was a much-needed break from the constant dancing and travelling. Naturally, when you proposed to go out for the day, asking whether he wanted to check out a café that had just opened up in the city, he immediately responded that he didn’t want to.

❀ Perhaps both of your fuses had been short that day, and soon an argument ensued between you two. Jun stubbornly maintained that he wanted to rest and that being at home together was enough for him, whilst you tried to explain that you felt like he didn’t want to make time for your relationship. The two of you argued back and forth, both making valid arguments but unwilling to hear the other out.

❀ Jun was already mixing some Mandarin with his Korean as he got more and more frustrated. It didn’t help either that Jun had started to speak quicker the more agitated he got, making it even harder for you to decipher what he was trying to say. Thus, as the fight reached a boiling point, you started to yell at him in your native language. Jun had never heard you speak your mother tongue at length before, so you completely caught him off guard.

❀ Jun doesn't know what to say in response to your yelling, not knowing what you yelled at him in the heat of the moment. Similarly, you are surprised at your emotional outburst. You switching languages is enough for the both of you to realize that neither of you was listening to the other anymore. After a moment of silence, the two of you decide to leave the argument for the night and calmly talk about it after a good night's sleep.

Hoshi/Soonyoung

❀ Hoshi has been trying to convince you that his native language is growling, being a tiger, and all that. As much as you try to support your boyfriend’s tiger agenda, you have attempted to dissuade him from growling at you constantly as a way of communicating. You gently told him to stop as, first of all, you can't understand what he is trying to say when he is growling, and, secondly, it is very embarrassing when he does it in public.

❀ Still, he is waiting to find any excuse to growl at you, and you have noticed that whenever you slip into your mother tongue, he sees it as a green light to start. As a result, you try to be extra careful about using your native language around him in public or when other people are visiting. At home, you feel comfortable enough to, at the very least, scold him without anyone else having to bear witness to how shameless this man can be.

❀ It had all gone downhill when you and Hoshi organized a game night with the other members. It wasn't the actual game night that resulted in you yelling at him. Oh no, it had to do with the fact that Kwon Soonyoung has the habit of leaving the toilet seat up despite you having asked, on multiple occasions, whether he could lower it after he finished his business. For the past few days, he had been doing a good job remembering, but with all the excitement of the game night, it had slipped his mind. He was reminded, however, of his mistake upon hearing a splash and a blood-curdling scream leave the bathroom door.

❀ You were livid upon entering the living room and reminded your boyfriend yet again to lower the god-damn thing. In your anger, you slipped into your native tongue without being aware of doing so. You didn't even register it until you saw Hoshi's stunned and guilty expression morph into one of absolute delight.

❀ He growls. At you. In response.

❀ It is safe to say that the other members have to hold you back before you kill your boyfriend.

Wonwoo

❀ Usually, you loved having a gamer boyfriend as it meant that you got to focus on your own hobbies, happily existing in the same space without having to constantly have to do things together. Lately, however, you had been trying your hand at some of the games he had been playing. It was a fun pastime, and you especially liked games that didn’t require a fast reaction time, allowing you to explore a world or story at your own pace without it resulting in you constantly dying. Not to pat yourself on the back, but you had become quite skilled at the games you often played. Recently, you and Wonwoo had even started to play games together; you couldn’t help but smile whenever you saw your joined beds in Minecraft.

❀ So, when Wonwoo asked you to play Keep Talking & Nobody Explodes together, you had expected the two of you to do rather well. However, it couldn’t be further from what ended up transpiring. The game required seamless communication, with one person trying to disarm a bomb whilst the other consulted a manual on how to, unable to see the actual bomb. The first level had been easy enough, but you guys immediately got stuck on the second level. Each level was more complicated than the last one and was making your way through the game rather painfully slow. For some reason, your communication was completely off, resulting in numerous retries. It didn’t even matter who the operator or who the bomb disarmer was; you simply couldn’t get into sync.

❀ You could tell that Wonwoo was getting incredibly agitated when you were taking way too long to read the Korean instructions to him, unable to understand one particular word, causing the bomb to explode yet again. He had played the game with some of the members before, and it hadn’t been this hard. It didn’t help that he kept trying to give you tips and tricks on how to play the game. It felt a bit condescending. Moreover, you could tell he was partly blaming your Korean when he sighed yet again at another failed attempt due to you fumbling over your words. It wasn’t as if this was only your fault. As a result, you snapped at him that he should try to play in your native tongue and see how easy of a time he had with it. Except, you accidentally snapped at him in the wrong language.

❀ As you continue rambling under your breath, venting to yourself that your boyfriend and the game are both stupid, you don’t notice that you switched languages. Wonwoo, in the meantime, has fallen incredibly quiet, unsure how to react. He realizes that it might have been a bit unfair to play a game that requires you to communicate complicated instructions in Korean. When you are finally done ranting in your native language, he will quietly propose playing a different game, muttering a quiet apology when you two agree to switch to Stardew Valley. He makes sure to give you lots of gifts in-game, trying to show that he appreciates you playing with him even if it doesn’t always work out well.

Woozi/Jihoon

❀ You were aware that when you started dating Woozi that he was a bit of a workaholic and that there would be times when he would prioritize his work over your relationship. For the most part, you loved his dedication to producing music; you enjoyed hanging out in his studio, watching how he expertly produced a new track. You always felt in awe as you watched him tinker on the piano, trying to figure out what chords to use for the song. In turn, he loved having you there; your questions and curiosity reminded him of the wonder he felt when he first started producing.

❀ However, his passion for making music sometimes did make you feel like a third wheel in your relationship, especially when a Seventeen comeback was nearing. He would be cooped up in the studio for weeks, ignoring all the messages you send him. Where he normally loved having you around in the studio, he would become easily agitated with you watching over his shoulder as the deadlines neared. The expectations of the members and the company would weigh heavily on him, and having you be there as another watchful eye was simply too much for him to handle.

❀ So, when you went to the studio after a concerned Coups had called you, noticing that Woozi hadn’t bothered to eat that day, your presence put Woozi over the edge. It had been a couple of weeks since you had last seen your boyfriend, and you had hoped that seeing you would cheer him up. However, he barely acknowledged your presence when you stepped into the studio, his attention captured by the screen in front of him. Whenever he did respond, it was often curt and borderline insulting. You knew it was due to him being under a lot of pressure, but you couldn’t help feeling hurt.

❀ It got to you, and before you knew it, the two of you were fighting. Woozi, who already was feeling immense stress, couldn’t deal with the intense emotions and, hence, defensively threw out a painful insult without thinking. Feeling the tears sting in the corner of your eyes, you asked yourself why you were even still here when he obviously didn’t want you there in your native language before turning to leave. He didn’t understand what you had said, leaving him momentarily speechless.

❀ By switching languages unexpectedly, it gets through to Woozi what he had said and how hurt you were by his words. By being unable to understand what you were saying, he is able to solely focus on your tone and emotions. He feels incredibly guilty about his behaviour, and it doesn’t take long for him to chase after you to profusely apologize.

DK/Seokmin

❀ Although fights do not often happen with DK, he sometimes can be a bit prideful, only recognizing he is in the wrong when the other person gets noticeably angry. You encountered his pridefulness on a normal enough day. DK had texted you that he would be over at your place after practice, so when you came home and heard the shower running, you were delighted at the prospect of spending the evening together with your boyfriend. You briefly called out to him that you were home before waiting for him on the couch to finish showering. It didn't take long for him to be done. When you saw the door swing open with your handsome boyfriend only wearing a towel around his waist, you got up to properly greet him with a hug.

❀ However, before you could do so, you smelled a familiar scent drifting out of the bathroom. You see, one of your friends had gifted you a very expensive body wash that you had been gingerly using whenever you had had a particularly stressful day. Due to it being so expensive, you had asked DK to use the other ones in your shower, just so you could enjoy it a little longer, as you weren't really going to buy it for yourself once it ran out. He hadn't listened. Cue one of the pettiest arguments ever.

❀ In your defence, you weren't even upset about him using the body wash, but instead were hurt that he hadn't respected your wishes. DK, in turn, argued that it was only body wash and that he had simply wanted to smell like you. The argument escalated without either of you meaning to, and before you knew it, a towel hit you in the face. In surprise and anger, you yelled at him in your native tongue, which made DK effectively realize what he had done. He knew that you would never switch languages without being incredibly upset and he felt mortified, recognizing that he had not only let his emotions get out of control but also had parted with the only thing covering up his body.

❀ As you threw the towel back at him, venting in your native language some more, you finally noticed DK standing before you in all his glory, looking both guilt-ridden and like he wished for the ground to swallow him whole. Seeing him standing there butt naked was enough for you to crack up, breaking the tension from the argument. DK, on the other hand, wasn't sure whether to profusely apologize for throwing the towel at you or hide for the rest of eternity.

Mingyu

❀ Mingyu often feels like the perfect boyfriend; he loves to cook and clean and lives to pamper you whenever he is able to. He takes your teasing very well, enjoying when you cheekily poke fun at him blatantly showing off his trained physique in front of fans. Although staying in Korea can sometimes be overwhelming, he truly makes you feel right at home. He strives to introduce you to his friends and tries to make as many new memories with you so that you wouldn’t have to miss your home country too much.

❀ When you guys moved in together, you had been ready to have it be another cherished memory. That was until Mingyu dropped a very precious ceramic bowl. The bowl had been a present from your family when you moved out, and you had dragged the bowl with you all the way to Korea. It was a meaningful keepsake you had taken with you from your home country, allowing you to have a piece of home in a foreign place. You had mostly used it as decoration in your previous apartment, and you were incredibly careful when using it, knowing that once it fell, it would be incredibly difficult to replace.

❀ Consequentially, when you watched your boyfriend drop it onto the floor, shattering your treasured keepsake into a thousand pieces, you felt a part of yourself fracture simultaneously. Mingyu didn’t seem to recognize what he had broken, sheepishly apologizing to you before jokingly remarking that the bowl had been rather ugly anyway. You knew he wasn’t aware of what he had broken and that it would be unfair for you to get mad at him, as it had been an accident after all. Nonetheless, seeing something so important to you not only get broken beyond repair but also mocked, set you off.

❀ As a result, you started yelling at a stunned Mingyu, who wasn’t expecting your explosive reaction at all. In turn, he got aggrieved, feeling like your reaction was disproportionate to the situation. Voicing that, however, only made you more upset, and as you tried to pick up the broken pieces to throw them out, you started crying, sobbing to yourself that it truly was beyond repair in your native tongue.

❀ Mingyu, in retrospect, doesn’t know whether it had been your crying or you switching languages, but as he watches you tearfully throw out the pieces, his anger completely vanishes, only to be replaced by an intense feeling of guilt. He will hug you tightly, apologizing for breaking something that had obviously been very important to you. After you explain what the bowl stood for, he will try his hardest to get you another bowl as a surprise, contacting your family to have them send over a new one.

❀ In the end, all is well, and to be honest, you might love the new bowl a lot more as it reminds you of how much Mingyu genuinely treasures you.

The8/Minghao

❀ Minghao and you had decided to go on a wine painting date; you had stumbled upon it not too long ago, excitedly proposing it to your boyfriend, knowing it combined two of his favourite things. Minghao had been looking forward to the date for the past week, feeling giddy despite the exhausting dance practices. He would tell anyone that would listen about the date, gushing over how well his girlfriend knew him.

❀ It was an absolute surprise to both of you when the workshop ended with you arguing. The workshop had started innocently enough, with you guys following the instructions, laughing whenever a brushstroke failed to turn out how you had intended. The wine tasted great, and both of you were amazed that the workshop was pouring such luxurious wine.

❀ However, as the workshop progressed and the teacher made his way past all the other participants to check on their progress, things turned sour pretty quickly. The moment the teacher laid eyes on you, he was enamoured and absolutely oblivious that you were on a date with your boyfriend.

❀ At first, you assumed that the teacher was only being nice when he lingered longer at your station than others. You presumed that he was being friendly and that, with you and Minghao being the last people he needed to check up on, he stayed to kill time until he needed to introduce the next set of instructions. You failed to notice that Minghao had grown awfully quiet as you conversed. When the teacher reached over to guide the paintbrush in your hand, you started to get the hint that the teacher was trying to hit on you.

❀ Minghao, on the other hand, had been noticing the glances from the teacher since the beginning of the workshop. Although he prided himself in rarely being jealous or upset, the wine made it harder for him to let his gnawing feelings go. He knew his anger was unfair and misplaced, but it didn't make him feel any less upset. Even when you gently let the teacher down by telling him that you and your boyfriend could figure it out yourselves from here, the hurtful feeling persisted.

❀ Thus, when you turned to him afterwards to check on why he had been so quiet, only to be met with a curt Minghao, you began arguing. You knew he was jealous, but he had started to take it out on you. Thus, you did the only thing you knew that could possibly cheer your boyfriend up and shake him out of his jealousy. You took his face gently in your hands, rambling sweet nothings in your native tongue.

❀ Minghao loves hearing you speak in your native language to him, feeling like nothing is more intimate than only him being able to understand the sweet nothings you are saying. He will momentarily blank as he tries to process your sweet words. It is enough to melt away his jealous feelings, making him feel a bit stupid for letting it influence his actions and words (as well as any hope the teacher had to get your number afterwards).

Seungkwan

❀ We all know that Seungkwan likes to nag and tease, not a stranger to playful bickering. Nevertheless, Seungkwan strikes me as someone who is very open with his emotions, preferring to discuss what is bothering him rather than bottling things up. Thus, you two rarely get into actual fights, as he ensures that you two regularly talk about the problems you experience as a couple. At the same time, Seungkwan is a bit of a sensitive boy, and sometimes it is easy to get into arguments with him without either of you meaning to let things escalate. A joke might not land and instead hurts his feelings, leading to an angry and butthurt Boo.

❀ During some of your playful fights, he noticed that you struggled to keep up with his Korean, switching to your native language in frustration when the Korean escaped you. He couldn’t help but feel slightly bad about you having to constantly accommodate him, which is why he devised a plan. Without you knowing, he spend a significant amount of time online skewering the internet to search for basic sentences, mildly insulting phrases and not-too-harsh curse words that he could use if you guys got into another playful argument. Instead of only you having to struggle in Korean, he felt it was only fair for him to wrestle with your native tongue as well.

❀ He finally gets to use it when you guys have a heated discussion over which coffee is the best on one of your many coffee dates; he keeps maintaining that Iced Americano is the best coffee that exists, something that you wholeheartedly disagree with. At first, you are able to respond to him in Korean, easily countering his arguments. However, as the discussion progresses, you can’t help but feel like Seungkwan intentionally is using advanced and eloquent Korean, using words you have never heard before. It doesn’t take long before you start switching out Korean for your native language, trying to hold your ground in the discussion.

❀ It is kind of comical when Seungkwan whips out a list of standard phrases, curse words and insulting sentences in your language, way too eager to use them. Rather than you surprising him by switching languages unconsciously, he is catching you off guard by using your own language against you. He is reading the sentences one by one, and although his pronunciation leaves a lot to be desired, you can tell he put a lot of effort into learning it. You don’t even know whether to be impressed by the fact that he poured so much work into arguing with you in your native language or offended by the, albeit mostly harmless, insults that he is hurling at your head.

Vernon

❀ Vernon strikes me as an emotionally mature person. Therefore, the two of you rarely argue with each other, if at all. Vernon is such a chill guy; it takes a lot to truly get him riled up, and even when he gets emotional, he is capable of maturely handling his emotions. Because of it, you haven’t had any real fights, only mature discussions on how to best navigate whatever problem you two were experiencing in the relationship.

❀ However, there was one thing that you and Vernon could argue for hours about, films. Usually, your film discussions are very civil, with each respecting the other’s opinion even if the other wholeheartedly disagrees. Hence, you guys have made it a routine to put a film on every other night, spending the rest of the evening talking about what you liked or disliked. Both of you enjoyed watching films together in this manner, with the discussions often taking up as much time as watching the films did.

❀ Tonight, however, you made the mistake of putting on a film you adored for nostalgic reasons. The film had been produced in your country, and after searching for it for a while, you had finally found a version with English subtitles. You were incredibly excited to be able to show Vernon the type of films you had grown up with. At first, you thought he was enjoying it; Vernon seemed absorbed as he watched the screen, nodding to himself when he appeared to like a particular scene. Nevertheless, once the film had ended and you eagerly turned to ask him whether he had liked it, he briefly hesitated before calling it mid.

❀ You stared at him in confusion, wondering whether you had been watching the same film. How could he call one of your favourite films mid? Sure, the budget might not have been spectacular compared to a Hollywood blockbuster film, resulting in some questionable CGI and cinematography choices. Still, it was a great film, in your opinion. When you asked him to explain himself, he shrugged, explaining that he simply thought it hadn’t been that good and that both the plot and cinematography left a lot to be desired.

❀ You were greatly offended, and before you knew it, you were heatedly arguing with him. Vernon remained calm rather than matching your energy, explaining that it was okay for you to like a film that just wasn’t his taste. Somehow his indifference annoyed you more, and before you knew it, you were ranting at him that he simply didn’t get how innovative the film was despite the constraints the director had to overcome. Perhaps by being exposed to your native language for such a long time, you brain got reset, and without you being fully aware of it, you had started using your mother tongue. Where before Vernon had been attentively listening, he now seemed lost, alerting you to your accidental mistake.

❀ It was the first time where you had switched languages in his presence, and he realizes that perhaps he had been overly critical. He will gently propose that maybe he was unable to fully enjoy the film as much as you did due to things getting lost in translation. You know he is mostly humouring you, but regardless, it is enough for the one-sided argument to dissipate. How can you stay mad at someone who is the definition of calm and respectful?

Dino/Chan

❀ In retrospect, you should’ve listened to Jeonghan’s warning when you decided to order Soju during dinner. Neither of you had expected to drink, but after a busy workweek, the two of you had decided, “Why the hell not.” You were massively regretting it now, having to deal with a drunk and stubborn Lee Chan.

❀ He refused to do anything you asked of him, and you were practically dragging him through the streets of Seoul, whilst he kept repeating that he wasn’t drunk and could take care of himself. Yeah, sure, he definitely did not keep stumbling over his own feet and was only kept from falling by your grip on his arm. It didn’t help that he kept trying to dislocate himself from you either, claiming that, as your boyfriend, he should be helping you.

❀ It all came to a boiling point when you decided to hail a taxi, too tired and exhausted to continue carrying him. Jeonghan had told you all about stubborn drunk Dino, but you had hoped that you, as his significant other, held enough sway over your boyfriend to coax him into the taxi. Spoiler alert, you didn’t, and instead, the two of you got into an argument. No matter what you said, he kept repeating that he could hail his own taxi. He’s a big boy now.

❀ Maybe it was your sore muscles from carrying him, perhaps it was Dino stupidly refusing your help the entire time or possibly it was the taxi driver warning that he would drive off if the two of you didn’t get in, but suddenly in the midst of your sentence, you switched to your native tongue. In an attempt to get him moving, your tipsy, fuzzy brain resorted to the easiest language for you to yell in. Apparently, that was all it took for Dino to shake himself out of his stubbornness.

❀ The poor guy will be so confused that he’ll easily let you drag him by the arm into the taxi. He can’t determine whether he is truly so drunk that your words have become illegible or that you actually spoke a different language. At the very least, for the time being, you have managed to break through stubbornly drunk Dino, and he lets you guide him whilst he is trying to figure it out in his fuzzy brain.

❀ He will definitely be asking you about it the next morning whilst nursing a massive hangover, thinking it was all a dream.

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speak now or forever hold your peace

summary: it’s your special day and you’re ready to tie the knot with the love of your life. but a certain letter ends up on your doorstep telling you to ‘don’t say yes’ and runaway with him now. hey, what’s a wedding without the drama? (in other words, a modern au about a special someone desperately wanting you to marry him instead. but this begs the question of who?)

→ pairings: diluc, & ayato

→ warnings: slight swearing. angst. fluff (if you squint), mentions of drinking and alcohol, gender neutral reader.

→ author's note: i was listening to speak now (taylor please release the album) and this idea popped in my head. i might write a part two with more characters if i feel like writing more aaaaa. there might be present tense issues since this hasn’t been beta read,, anyway, i hope you enjoy!

long post ahead!

feedback, comments, and reblogs are extremely meaningful! i’d love to hear your thoughts on my writing ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

the prologue.

“you dropped this.” ganyu says, handing a white envelope with gold engraving.

“a letter?” you ask, confused.

“earlier, you carried the bouquet and it slipped out.”

curiosity beckons you to rip the seal off the letter and pull out a card. the gold print catches your eyes while you repeat the words to your companions.

if second thoughts plague your mind, meet me at the back entrance of the church. i’ll see you soon.

“this has to be the worst time to be admitting to a fiancé steal-and-run,” keqing muses.

a joke, this has to be a joke. your thoughts sing. your wedding is in an hour. you should be preparing to walk down the aisle without a worry in the world.

instead, the notion of an objection to your marriage as you recite your vows makes your heart race— in the worst way possible. yet, the thought of who could have done this pops in your mind.

“any idea of who wrote it?” ayaka wonders, as if reading your thoughts.

the timing? the medium? the words? who else can it be?

“just a hunch.”

diluc: the first love

the first meeting with the heir to the ragnvindr corporation begins on the wrong foot.

hell, it begins terribly— you cringe each time the memory resurfaces.

a week before meeting diluc you meet his brother, kaeya—long story short, your father works for the ragnvindrs and wants you to befriend the brothers as they (crepus and papa) are good friends— and he tells you they are going to throw a surprise party for hothead’s eighth birthday.

one problem. he never explains what he looks like.

so on the day of the party, you lounge outside waiting for the birthday boy. and once a redhead arrives, it confuses you.

the invites practically say enter through the back entrance.

gosh, did he not read the invite? what if diluc saw! the party would be ruined!

thinking about it now, you wonder how distracted you were to assume a good looking boy with the rich-kid aura wasn’t diluc.

anyway, you rush towards him and hiss “what are you doing here?” while gripping his hand gently. “the party entrance is at the back door!”

he winces at your sudden friendly contact (or because you bluntly ruined the surprise, he is a smart kid. of course, he knows what you're talking about. yet he couldn't help but ask the question to rouse a reaction out of you) “party?”

“for diluc! his party?” you huff.

at the time, you think this kid has to be the dumbest monkey bun for being too slow to understand the vibe.

while to diluc, he thinks you are the pettiest pipsqueak to ever have lived— he assumes you knew who he is. but wanted to ruin the surprise anyway.

so when kaeya magically whisks through the front door with a smirk saying, “what took you so long, brother?” diluc reasons you’re in cahoots with the he-devil and instantaneously hates you a thousand-fold.

you being a smart kid, feels the resentment. and embarrassment fills up your whole consciousness.

yes. you spoiled the party. great job. and you feel so bad.

as you sincerely apologize, diluc cuts you off with a “save it,” and runs up the stairs to his house.

rude!

but you did ruin his surprise party (kids are petty like that.)

no worries, you do get to apologize properly.

well, after diluc accidentally pushes you causing you to land face first into his birthday cake— okay, to his defense, it wasn't premediated. someone left a bowl on the floor, near the table, he trips, and forces his weight onto your back, causing the whole issue.

though, diluc feels terrible.

yes, he still dislikes you for ruining the surprise (again, children are petty) but not to the point that he would intentionally hurt you.

so he genuinely apologizes.

you truthfully admit you had no idea he was diluc, while saying sorry.

and you become friends.

you both promise to let bygones be bygones.

still, each year on diluc's birthday, you unsurprisingly get a cake slam onto your face (candles excluded!) and he gets messages of “don't forget to bring the cake to diluc's birthday bash at 6:00 o'clock sharp!“ on random days before his actual day.

pretty much, you become the best of friends.

need someone to beat up bullies who laugh because you can't afford new school shoes? he's your kid! he'll pay for the hospital fees and buys two pairs of the shiniest shoes without letting you know it was him.

when bringing it up, he always plays dumb. “shoes? what shoes?”

and that's what you love about him, he never seems to claim the credit.

need a study buddy for high school entrance exams? he's your man! he will not stop until you master each and every subject matter, eyes closed.

and even if you do get failing marks, he never chastises you for it.

he simply encourages and promises he'll keep in touch.

just because you both go to different schools doesn't mean you'll lose your close friendship, you try to console yourself.

so imagine your surprise on the first day of class, seeing his red locks passing through the door. once your eyes meet, a small smile forms on his mouth. “surprised? don't think you’ll be getting rid of me anytime soon.”

and you're ecstatic. the chaotic duo together in high school! imagine all the fun trips, and school events you can attend together!

what are best friends for? obviously to have fun!

some days are particularly bad. like when you're sobbing your lungs out at three a.m. because someone manages to break your heart into a thousand pieces.

he's there too. always there.

imagine his surprise, hearing your heart-wrenching sobs over the phone. his soul breaks hearing you cry and his hands clench in anger; how could anyone hurt someone as wonderful as you?

he absolutely loathes your boyfriend.

ex-boyfriend, he corrects. by the way things are going he won’t accept anything less than stranger with a target on his head.

minutes later, he's inside your house with your favorite drink in hand, rubbing soothing circles behind your back with the other.

you apologize for wasting his time (you both have tests later in the afternoon) and listlessly laugh, “you'll eventually get worn out. my drama's a witch.”

“really?” he hums. “i could never get tired of you.”

more under the cut!

you exchange looks and feel the warmth of a blush crawl up your neck. while diluc coughs sensing the awkwardness.

maybe he does stand a chance. he hopes.

he leaves minutes later, slightly in a better mood to when he came.

yes, he feels awful seeing you cry. but seeing your reddened cheeks as a consequence of his proximity and comfort pacifies his shaky feelings.

things have been slightly awkward for the both of you after.

there have been lingering looks here and there, frequent touching of hands on the bus seat (“it's crowded, stay close.”) even gnawing thoughts of i don't think you know this, but i like you, without courage to say it out loud.

up until a certain incident happens.

with diluc's looks, status, and intelligence, no wonder he's the most popular student in the class. more like the whole year.

mountains of letters appear in his locker daily, and once in a while, a student proclaims their underlying love for redhead (to no avail, as he plainly acknowledges their feelings), finishing off with a “not interested.”

one day an extremely good-looking upperclassmen reaches out to him and confesses their feelings— you, feeling especially jealous, grumbles about how stupid he was to reject such an attractive person.

diluc, slightly annoyed at your assumption, rolls his eyes. “because i fell for you, obviously.”

your mouth gapes open.

what? no way.

his confession results into a game of hide and seek wherein, you: run for your life in sheer surprise (“oh god, this has to be the worst prank he's ever done!”); and him: chasing after you in complete frustration (“is it that hard to accept i have feelings for you?”)

in the end, he catches you underneath the oak tree and you both share a kiss.

how romantic!

both of you stay after school hours to clean up all the trashcans and mop buckets toppled over because of the hunt.

anyway, a relationship with your best friend is pretty blissful. almost very similar to your previous relationship (aka. friendship).

diluc teaches topics you have difficulty with, walks home with you after class, more frequent calls before sleeping at night, a little kiss here and there.

actually, a lot of kisses. and hugs.

with recurring “not in front of my face!” hisses from kaeya.

and retorts of “leave!” and “knock the damn door first!” from you and diluc respectively.

but with every relationship, there are ups and downs.

and one awful down changes everything.

the moment crepus dies—the ragnvindr family vacation (for diluc’s eighteenth birthday) results to a sudden a car crash, with both brothers leaving the incident unscathed but scarred— diluc becomes bitter and closed-off. a natural reaction to someone whose heart has been ripped out into a thousand pieces.

you have been trying to console the hurt man: calling him every night; caressing his hair as he falls asleep; assisting him with homework he’s too exhausted to begin; and hugging his body tight as he shakes in utter grief and sadness.

you’d like to think, slowly by slowly, it gets better.

and sooner or later, you’ll be able to reach out to your closed-off lover.

and it’ll be okay.

but when you’re too busy consoling someone whose heart is covered in sorrow, who’ll be there for you when heartache and sadness take over you?

constantly hiding your feelings become the new normal as you try to lessen the burden on your boyfriend.

until it reaches the breaking point and he lashes out, causing a big fight.

with the pressure of being the next heir to the ragnvindr company, the expectations of stakeholders, and the burden of protecting all he cares about, diluc couldn’t allow himself to be open to any risks.

“it’s impossible to pretend nothing’s wrong, when everything is,” diluc murmurs. “i’m not ready to get hurt again.”

your body shakes and you cry. “why does it sound like you’re saying goodbye?”

it’s a stupid argument.

it wasn’t supposed to end that way.

but it is, what it is: the fight that ended your relationship.

the timing of the quarrel conveniently (sarcasm) destroyed all chances of reconciling with your ex-lover as he decided to: stop attending classes as the last semester of the year ended days before your fight; and to add fuel to the fire, he disappears without a trace.

diluc changes his number, moves out of his apartment. spamming the company email proves to be pointless, and even reaching out to kaeya causes a pitiful look. “sorry, i can’t.”

the last time you’ve seen diluc was the fight. and knowing his personality, he wouldn’t show himself unless he wants to.

so when he appears at the wedding reception carrying a salmon-colored box, feelings of surprise, happiness, and confusion resonate your heart.

“am i dreaming? mr. ragnvindr attending my small wedding?” you jested. “why i’m honored.”

he hands you the gift, shaking his head. “i was invited.”

“i expected you to be busy, you-know, with your own wedding.”

the news of the engagement between the ragnvindr and gunnhildr families captured headlines for months now. of course, you know.

“father would’ve rolled around in his grave if i didn’t.”

you smile. after all these years, the sarcastic diluc you once remember shows his colors, albeit slowly.

your hands pull the ribbon off the present and you open the box. inside, a name tag with your name on it.

before you can inquire the meaning of the present, the master of ceremonies chirps, “now, ladies and gentlemen. we shall have the cutting of the cake!”

that’s your cue to proceed to the main hall and do the honors of cutting the dessert with your beloved husband.

as if sensing your confusion, diluc answers. “so they remember you as the marriage celebrant.” then adds “try not to fall on the cake.”

you burst out laughing. all this time, he’s still the pettiest brat you know. “i thought we let bygones be bygones.”

“i keep my promises.”

soon the mc ushers you towards the cake-cutting table, you taking your time talking must have taken a toll on the program flow.

a thought suddenly nags your consciousness. who wrote the letter?

turning your neck slightly, you see diluc walk towards a good-looking blonde woman, and his brother. a small smile creeps on his face.

of course, diluc didn’t write the letter.

he��s never one for regrets and second thoughts.

bonus:

“oh god!” you wail. “i failed math and science!”

diluc’s bewildered. all he hears before you bust down his front door are scrambled expressions of i’ll never get into college! and i’ll die alone!

you’re sixteen. you have your whole life ahead of you. how two failed quizzes develop into the slippery slope destruction of your complete existence confuses him.

bawling, you grip his wrist. “diluc— you have to attend my wedding.”

he knows you well. whenever something terrible happens, whether it be a failed test or even larger issues, your mind spirals down the road of bad thoughts, irrational beliefs, and unreasonable consequences.

a sarcastic reply almost escapes his lips, but the worried look on your face erases it completely.

“…i will,” he answers.

“you will?” you sputter, brows furrowed in confusion.

of course he will. what kind of person would he be to miss your wedding?

“i promise.”

ayato: the nemesis

no one manages to ignite the nastiest part of your soul like kamisato ayato.

i mean, you’ve met your fair share of handsome, rich, and smart men, but he succeeds in coming out on top as the worst of the bunch.

yes, he is good-looking, wealthy, and clever.

denying the fact is impossible.

but when someone talks about how kind-hearted he is?

how generous and caring?

it makes you blow a fuse.

you first meet him at a college party.

ayaka invites you to a close nit celebration with a few of your close friends, to celebrate the end of the exam week. her brother, who you’ve never met before as he skipped a year (or two), attends as well through her pestering. as she wants him to get to know her, quote “soulmate!”

you’ve only known the woman for a short while (four months) and you expect her own sibling to be as fun, charming, and generous as she is.

boy, are you wrong.

he arrives with his own friend group, all smiles, and takes the farthest seat away from where you, ayaka, and keqing (a classmate) are. he waves at his sister and returns to talk with a man with messy blonde hair.

ayaka annoyed at his indifference, hollers, “my friends! keqing and—” and pointing at you, “my closest confidant!”

ayato replies with a short wave and a smile.

he seems nice! (for now)

the party goes on: more glasses in hand, a few drinking contests, loud laughter, screaming, until it comes to a point where you feel dizzy from all the blinding lights— and your stomach makes this grumbling, gurgling noise.

you guessed it. you’ve eaten something bad. very bad.

muttering a quick “watch my drink,” you head outside. and ready yourself for any hurl that may sprout from your mouth.

while crouching behind a dumpster, you hear the chime of the door opening. the sight of blue hair catches your eyes, and you can’t help but listen into the conversation he’s having on his phone.

they weren’t being particularly quiet. i mean, it’s difficult to tune out someone shouting at the top of their lungs.

well, you’re not particularly blameless either. alcohol tends to turn the lightest of sounds into the heaviest of noises.

“having fun? meet anyone interesting?” the person on the phone asks.

ayato scoffs, “no one special.” he kicks a pebble before adding, “a few are nice, some are pathetic.”

his sudden display of hostility causes you to slip and, before you know it, his eyes meet yours. awkwardly, you grin. he returns the gesture with a smirk and walks back inside the bar.

a fluke, you reason. you’ve probably caught him at the wrong time. it’s easy to assume the bad in people out of context.

so you give him the benefit of the doubt.

the next day, you run into him outside the university courtyard with his friends. hoping (that you read the room wrong yesterday), you try to start a conversation with the man.

it ends fruitless though. he succeeds in ending the discussion as quick as possible with the excuse of having classes.

hey, sure! of course, you understand. classes are important.

so you disregard his unresponsiveness.

a comment from ayaka, irks you. “really? he’s free at the afternoons though?” only slightly.

it’s fine! of course, you get the picture. talking to strangers tire some people out.

so you forget his lie.

but every time you try to get to know your best friend’s brother, he always succeeds in turning the conversation into something one-sided, leaving you feeling neglected afterwards.

oh well. so what if he’s nice to everyone but you?

who cares if he gets along with all your friends?

it doesn’t hurt you one bit! (even if you’re the only one uninvited to hangout with his friends)

who needs a narrow-minded, rude, and overcritical jerk like him anyways?

thus, you ignore the douchebag with the passion of a burning suns.

except this time, he purposely steps on the paper (the air-conditioner blows it off your desk) that took you the whole night to cram and write by hand.

he does pick it up.

however, the ungenuine “sorry,” he quips (with his signature smirk) fuels your anger to the highest level.

and you lose your temper.

but not before scrambling to erase the footmarks left on your paper ahead of the due date. which was in five minutes, tops.

nevertheless, you do confront him about the issue a few hours later.

“listen here, you piece of shit. it took me hours to finish that paper. hours!”

“i apologized, didn’t i?” he gibes.

your face reddens in frustration, “you’re going to pay for that!”

he smiles. “oh? is that a threat?”

that becomes the day you place a target on his back.

and the start of frivolous payback fueled by pure animosity and bitterness.

you offer homemade donuts to the kamisato household (you visit for a project), specifying that the box with the blue ribbon is for the unfortunate creature ayato only.

he gives you the stink eye the next day. he must love the mayonnaise-filled doughnuts.

ayato returns the favor by replacing the cream-filling of oreo cookies with toothpaste. in your defense, the wrapper was completely sealed and untampered. it’s impossible to know how he did it!

one afternoon, you place sticky notes all over his car. imagine his surprise to see an assortment of ‘goodlucks’ and smiley faces on the yellow paper,

and the list goes on.

weird enough. no matter what pranks you throw at each other, it’s sort of an unspoken rule to never cause enough harm to seriously hurt one’s studies or reputation (feelings).

you hope.

hence it comes as a complete shock to see your own cellphone floating in a bucket of mop water. no matter what you do, the device doesn’t turn on, prompting you to buy a new one.

a cost you can’t afford either.

so you cry.

both from the stress and betrayal.

the initial anger from his neglect faded into something akin to dislike, closer to light bickering. it hurt more thinking how you were almost getting along. even if it’s not the most conventional way of becoming friends.

when ayato comes through the door. seeing as you’re late for another school project at the kamisato household (his sister begged him to pick you up) and he’s at the same building anyway, why not walk together? (with a bit of teasing along the way)

the first thing he sees are the tears streaming down your face. followed by your excruciating sobs. he instantly knows something’s wrong.

“what happened to your face?” he asks, softly.

cheeks flushing, you seethe. “how could you! stupid pranks, i understand. but destroying my stuff? you’re awful!” and another sob racks your body.

he watches your hands cradle a wet cellphone and right away, comprehends the situation.

you think he did this.

you think he deliberately hurt your feelings (and phone).

unexpectedly, the thought of you hating him wounds his conscience.

“i may dislike you, but i’m not heartless.” he mutters.

with glossy eyes, you stare at the man.

he looks sincere. the most sincere you’ve ever seen him.

'cause you’re too busy noticing his flaws and scheming

he’s telling the truth, isn’t he? i mean, he isn’t the type to lie and all. instead, he’s more likely to laugh and take the claim rather than play innocent.

...so you believe him.

but ayato senses the hesitation and sighs.

slightly irritated by your skepticism, he grips your chin with his fingers and gently pulls your face towards his—your eyes meet. “is it that hard to believe?”

you shake your head. almost immediately.

and the issue is solved.

you believe the jerk-face is telling the truth (calling him one to eradicate the sappiness and to keep up with your i-slightly-don’t-hate-you-but-i-have-to-pretend-i-do-for-reputations-sake persona).

and he trusts you'll treat him the same (and forget about his sentimental moment with you in the classroom).

did i mention, you also receive a new phone from him the next day?

you burst into ayaka’s empty classroom, holding up the new device. “please tell your brother i’m thankful. but did he have to flaunt his cash by getting the newest model? oh god—” you exclaim. “i owe him a kidney now, don’t i?”

your closest friend shoots a quizzical look and asks, “what phone?”

dazed, you look at her.

who else would’ve bought you the phone?

so you take her confusion as protecting her brother’s character (doubt the man would appreciate you advertising how kind and caring he is to buy someone, one who has smacked an egg on his head last week, a phone).

and you go on with your day, occasionally throwing the guy a stink eye.

by now, you realize your relationship with your adversary changes from ‘i slightly despise you so damn much!’ into ‘hey, some brat pushed me down the stairs. you in for some whooping?’

simply, he becomes the chaotic, manipulative, and scheming associate you can count on to teach you math problems, while being present for more sinister things.

like recording three upperclassmen threatening to pummel you for breaking their so-called angel’s heart. technically, ayato did the breaking. and why you’re being bullied in his place, you have no clue.

“really? suing them? are you insane?” you blurt.

ayato shrugs his shoulders. “why? prefer a hit man?”

“no— what? i can’t afford a lawyer!”

you don’t have to, he has you covered.

apparently his trust fund covers intimidation, lawsuits, and hospital bills (for, surprisingly, a fourth upperclassman trying to trip you after hearing the first three fail at their bullying tactics).

not only does he offer protection over bullies, he provides unsolicited relationship advice as well!

like the time you start dating a student from a different university. each occasion you try bringing up the man, he has no qualms in squandering the alleged person’s reputation.

you roll your eyes. “he’s not that bad! he’s kind and smart and loves the same music i do!”

“oh, really?”

“yes! really.”

ayato scoffs. “lying doesn’t suit you, sweetheart.”

this close, you are this close to throwing your drink at him.

good thing you don’t.

days later, the so-called boyfriend goes missing and the next time you find him is at a bar. dancing and kissing random strangers.

you’re too agitated at the i told you so smirk forming on ayato’s lips to berate the player for hurting your feelings.

anyway, besides the pranks and teasing, kamisato ayato’s a great friend.

though, sometimes you have your doubts.

especially when it comes to being the best man of your wedding.

why your husband decided on him, you absolutely have no idea.

“no. you will not bartend!” you hiss. “the last time you did, we ended up blacking out on a beach! on a random island! with thoma vomiting his guts out!”

ayato hums. “oh? your loss. it’s not everyday a special someone gets married.”

though, he senses your unrest. earlier, you were over the moon, excited for wedding. now, a feeling of dread radiates your form. mixed with the sudden outburst (asking to bartend was more of a joke, really), he knows something happened.

so he prods the subject. hoping it results to an answer (instead of him being kicked out from the ceremony).

and you, though reluctant, explain how a letter landed in your dressing room, begging you to stop and marry them instead.

eyes squinting at his, a sudden clarity forms in your head. “too low. this has to be the worst prank you’ve ever played! on my day— you’re nuts!”

ayato pauses, thinking. “i’m flattered, really, but i’m no wedding crasher.”

you shake your head, taken aback.

if he didn’t do it. who else would it be?

suddenly, the processional song chimes, causing you to flinch in surprise.

following the sound, an elated ayaka hollers, calling your attention to walk to your proper place (as practiced in rehearsals).

curiously, you peek at the quiet man. “you know, i still don’t really know why i used to despise you.”

ayato smiles. “i’m irresistible, aren’t i?”

bonus:

“you’re a bad liar, did you know that?”

ayato peeks at his younger sister. “oh, really?”

she knowingly places a hand on his shoulder. “everyone knows you’d wreck the wedding if you wanted to.” she pauses, “so why didn’t you?”

faraway, he watches as you bounce your legs in excitement. and soon, the doors will open, and you’ll walk towards the love of your life.

the thought leaves a bitter taste in his mouth.

“they’re good for each other.” he lies.

though he never wrote the letter. sometimes he falls asleep with you on his mind. is it worth it? risking everything he holds dear, for a chance?

would you have fallen in love with him instead?

as symphonies of music reach his ears, a stinging thought sings.

‘would you have said yes if he asked?’

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StayTeez Trope’Pril - Trope Prompt 4: Everyone can see it except them

Post Date: 11th April 2023 Content: Fluff - Everyone can see it except them : Chan x Fem!Reader Word Count: 1.5K TW?: Reader is in an emotionally abusive relationship/ Non sexual degrading/ belittling/ Chan and Minho are brothers/ Teasing

Summary: Being in a difficult relationship, you never realised that both you and your best friend Chan had the biggest crush on each other, especially with your situation, it made it complicated. But you knew what you had to do.

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"Why don't you pop over for an hour? You're welcome up at any time, you know this." Your best friend's boyfriend Minho suggests over the headset, knowing you're not feeling 100% in yourself. Feeling quite lonely as your boyfriend is busy with his friends.

Though you didn't really feel like doing anything, you felt like you should socialise more. You felt suffocated in the relationship like you couldn't have any male friends without being accused of cheating on him, but you had to socialise.

Plus, Minho has literally known you for seven years, throughout school and into adulthood. He was like an older brother figure that you obviously had a great relationship despite your many arguments over the pettiest things.

"Yeah sure, I'll be there in ten." You sigh, closing down the game and shutting off your console, throwing on a dress, wanting to make an effort for yourself.

Luckily, he only lives up the road with his older brother, Chan. Who you've talked to over game party, never actually meeting him which in all honesty, you were worried about meeting, purely for it to be a new person to meet face to face.

"We're around the back!" Minho calls out from down the lane beside the house, welcoming you over and scruffing up your hair as you walk past to sit on the chair beside him.

"It's nice to see you out and about. How's everything with that dickhead?" He scoffs, rolling his eyes.

You knew beforehand that Minho wasn't the biggest fan of your relationship, well... More about the guy you're with. He didn't think he was good enough for you.

"Minho! And we're fine, he's out with his friends so I haven't heard from him yet." You reply, forcing a smile as you slap his forearm for calling him such, but you knew deep down. He's right. Just can't show it.

"Hey, Minho. Have you seen-" Someone calls out, walking out of the kitchen door into the garden but stopping in his tracks when his eyes lay on you.

"I'm sorry, I didn't realise you had friends over." He rushes to leave you guys alone but Minho stops him.

"Chan, this is Y/N. Y/N, this is Chan." Minho softly introduces you both, and when you look up at Chan to smile and wave it to him, your world stops for a moment.

Oh, he's handsome. With the most gorgeous smile.

Blush quickly rushes to your cheeks as you try to look anywhere else but him, but it was impossible. It didn't help that Chan couldn't keep his eyes off of you either, taking a seat opposite as Minho suggests to him, and you start getting into a conversation.

That conversation leads to being four years later, and now. Though you felt guilty. Chan has become your closest friend. Even hanging out with him whenever you could. Playing games with him and completely enjoying his company.

Which your boyfriend really hated. Every second of it.

The signs were there from the beginning that you were in a toxic relationship with him, but you never wanted to admit it. You were scared of being alone, scared of the way he'd react if you ended it for your mental health.

Sleepless nights, crying to yourself as he lays peacefully beside you. The constant screaming at you for the littlest things. Being belittled whenever you tried to do something or express a new interest to him. Always being on the receiving end of his comments such as "Why are you talking to me about this? I don't care".

And more recently, his emotional manipulation for affection and more of you, trying to control when and how you give him affection and other things completely against your will.

"I'm not doing this with you! What's wrong with you?!" You scream at Charlie - your boyfriend - who's recently gotten so jealous of your friendship with Minho and Chan.

Charlie gets close to you, and you quiver behind your arms covering your face, "Why is it that you seem to enjoy spending more time with your friends than me?!"

You step back, tears forming in your eyes, biting back at him which you knew better than to do because you'd always get worse back, "Because they don't talk to me or treat me like utter crap!"

"Don't lie. You're just a little whore for attention for cock, you'd do anything to be laid wouldn't you?" He snarls, making you feel physically sick at his comment.

Refusing to look at him, you rush out of the room, grabbing a bag with a few things before storming out of the flat, booking a ticket for the next train back home, and instantly going up to the brothers' house.

Knocking on the door with very little energy, you're greeted by Chan who welcomes you with a warm hug, holding you tight to his chest. He doesn't even have to ask what's gone on, your tear-stained cheeks say it all to him.

"He's doing it again, isn't he? Please don't lie to me, Y/N." He softly speaks into your neck, caressing the back of your head as he hears your choked cry into his shoulder.

Everyone knew what was going on in your relationship, but couldn't say or do anything for you. They knew when you were around them without Charlie, you were happier, smile more and felt comfortable. But you're different over game chat when you're back in the flat with him.

"Shh, it's okay. Come on, let's go sit down. I'm going to grab you a drink and tissues." He slowly leaves go, not to frighten you with any sudden movements as you make your way towards the living room, taking a seat on your claimed spot in the house as he disappears into the kitchen.

Within minutes, Minho shows up in the room, a look of concern plastering his face and looking at you with sincere worry, "You're ugly when you cry, you should smile." He softly jokes to make you laugh, laughing himself when you curse at him.

"Does Titch know you're up here?" You shake your head at Minho's question. Your best friend, Titch, knows a lot goes on, especially when you're phoning every night and most times experiencing the way that Charlie talks to you, "Do you want her up here?".

Shaking your head, you just sit back, wiping the tears with the back of your hand and Minho joins Chan in the kitchen.

"I fucking hate him, man. She's a mess, she needs to get out of that relationship, it pains me physically to see her like this." Chan sighs to Minho who nods in agreement, completely understanding that feeling.

"It's a shame she doesn't have a guy to make her feel like a princess rather than garbage." Minho winks at Chan, who looks at him puzzled.

Minho pats him on the shoulder, making his comment before disappearing into his room, letting this sink into Chan's head, "Come on, brother. I see the way you look at her, you can't tell me that you don't have feelings for her. The same goes for her. She's caged in fake love, but when she looks at you, she's literally glowing."

Trapped in his own mind for a moment, he realises how right Minho was about his feelings for you, but he worries that'll never be reciprocated as much as he'd love it to be. Picking up the drink, he walks back into the room and hands it to you, slowly sitting down next to you as you lean your head on his.

"I can't do this anymore." You sob, clutching onto Chan's arm as he gently puts it around you, pulling you into another hug and his heart aches more.

"You need to break up with him. I hate, well, we all hate seeing you like this because of him. You deserve so much better, to be loved and appreciated by someone, to be treated like a queen. He can't give that to you and you need to be selfish, Y/N. Look out for yourself".

Listening to his words carefully, you know he's right. But it also gets you thinking about how he could care so much. But that you shake off.

Looking up at him, your mind goes wandering as you stare into his eyes and a smile slowly grows on your face. You're comfortable, you feel safe. You felt at home. Something you've never felt once with being Charlie.

But it would be so wrong to let your mind get confused with emotions, especially at this time.

"We'll be here for you, Y/N. I'll be here for you." He whispers softly as he plants a kiss on your cheek.

Stupid move on his behalf but it felt right, it felt right for you too but you didn't know what it was.

"Will you two lovebirds get a room?" Minho snarls playfully as he makes his entrance known, receiving dirty looks from you and Chan as he laughs, running into the kitchen and Chan chases him.

"It would be so funny if you slip right now." You comment with a giggle, Chan looks back with a huge eye smile and bursts into laughter, "I was thinking the exact same thing."

That moment, with the same mindset, literally knowing each other a little too well personality-wise, you knew you felt this is where you're meant to be.

Taglist: @hipster-shiz, @ateezreactionsandscenarios, @whatudowhennooneseesyou, @bellscamander

#stray kids #stray kids blog #stray kids fanfic #stray kids scenarios #stray kids imagines #stayteez trope'pril #stray kids imagines chan #christopher chan #bang chan #chan scenarios #chan imagines

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mrawkweird · 10 months

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Netflix USA has updated it's One Piece episode list once again with a filler arc and Thriller Bark, with that I think that means all of One Piece that's aired on Toonami pre and post revival (including the 4kids era and the very small bit of the Funimation dub that did air on CN Toonami) can now be viewed. Now all we need to do is catch up with everything pre timeskip.

In related news, it's nice to see the reception to Netflix's One Piece be surprisingly positive so far. While most sticklers mostly come down to "Some things just can NEVER be live action" or slightly more cynical "Netflix/Western cinema puts it's souless fingers in yet another thing". people are seemingly more willing to give this a shot. Though to be honest my comment about Netflix Bebop, how it probably would have been better received if it was just some fans passion project and not something made by a legit production company seems to still stand. I guess we're still not at the level of tech where we have theatrical level CG and sets for tv series. Hell I should know that just by watching CW's The Flash for as long as I have. Unless your a megacorp like Disney that shits just a pipe dream.

Lastly please watch Mugiwara No Goofy's One Piece videos, they're hilarious. Hear all about Captain Crackheads journey to become King of The Crackheads

I swear, Netflix's Cowboy Bebop is going to forever be that hill I die on; I don't care what anybody had to say against it. I will purposefully never "I can see where they're coming from" about this shit. They can "agree to disagree" with their mom. Watanabe can say what he wants about it though because it's his shit.

With One Piece I'm glad more people are open to actually giving it a chance going as far as to even already pull for it to succeed. I also agree that sometimes that budget for a series will start to snitch on itself. It's funny you mention The CW though because they recently had this Superman/Doomsday fight that effects wise had more put into it than some of these recent theatrical releases. Enough to be embarrassed about actually. So much so WBD cut it's budget in exchange to continue for another season. Always the most pettiest of actions from the good people at Warner Bros. Discovery and now both them and Disney doing their best to convince the world that they're broke by slicing all these ankles. If they keep it up live action television/streaming will actually surpass them in all areas given enough time. I mean, that's if they actually start paying these writers to get us out of this strike.

And already a literal minute into one of those videos and now I'm already strapped in.

#Netflix #One Piece #Cowboy Bebop

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dejectedlozer524 · 4 months

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I think I may have done my pettiest block yet, I just blocked somebody because they were one of the people that derailed a really sentimental post I made.

#Like FUCK YOU learn to fucking read dipshit!!!#I get that it was a mistake but I lost the tags from the og post due to you cuntbags so I guess my bitterness still remains #lozer post's

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wiltingwoes · 4 months

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not to be ✨ bitter on the dash ✨ but some of these fandoms need to fucking stop. I just got word of yet another one of my friends being driven off tumblr and I am livid.

if it’s been nearly over a month and you’re still chasing people off tumblr for personal opinions and the pettiest of shit that can be solved by a simple block and move on, YOU’RE the god damn issue. touch grass and quit stroking your dick over your own hero complex. if you’re nearing your thirties or passed that and you’re still spending the majority of your time policing people on tumblr.com, that’s just pathetic. im damn tired of hearing about how this fandom is butchering people and destroying their mental health. this is a site to ENJOY AND FLOURISH WITH A HOBBY not a god damn HUNT ZONE AND PURGE.

in all honesty? call out culture is fucking stupid. half the time there’s NO evidence and people will STILL entertain it like a fucking herd of sheep. and it DESTROYS people who are either wrongly accused or had their minor errors EXAGGERATED so the person posting it looks like a hero. it’s been heavily misused, primarily now for personal drama rather than actual harmful shit to the community.

I’m tired. There’s a god damn block button for a reason. I don’t give a single fuck if anyone from my previous fandom finds me anymore. If they do and starts shit, that’s on you. That’s a YOU problem because I purposely rid myself of that fandom and refuse to ever associate with it again (aside from people who play multimuses here that aren’t fully invested in the fandom.) . Do better. Holy shit.

#out of the keep 🐀

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Some time ago, I wrote a post about All For One being lame. Since then, I've spent some time reexamining my opinion of him.

At that time, I argued he was inferior to most of the other villains in BNHA because he's lacking their complexity. However, after thinking it over again, I realized that my problem with All For One isn't necessarily his lack of complexity. I actually don't mind him not having a sympathetic background (so far) or an interesting character arc or a plausible ideology. What bothers me about him is that – to me – he's lacking charisma and memorability. He doesn't really have anything that makes him stand out to me.

In my previous post, I made it sound like I only enjoy villains with complex backgrounds and motivations, but that's not true, actually. Recently, I've been watching Yugioh Zexal for the first time in my life (because why not) and its most prominent villain in the second half, Vector, somehow managed to become one of my favorite characters of all time – even though he is (seemingly) evil just for shits and giggles. He's evil because he can – kinda like All For One. Unlike All For One, however, Vector steals every single scene he's in. He manipulates, betrays, kills, and trolls people left and right for the pettiest of reasons, but he's just so gosh darn entertaining, over the top, and quirky about it that it's always a joy to watch him on screen. Vector is an absolute treat of a villain.

Coming back to All For One, it's not like I want him to act as cartoonishly over the top as Vector does.

All For One acting like this

or this

wouldn't exactly fit the tone of BNHA.

However, my issue with All For One is that he's supposed to be this incredibly charismatic criminal mastermind, but so far his charisma seems to be more of an informed attribute rather than anything else. He admittedly had some great scenes during the Hideout Raid arc, but that was more than 250 chapters ago. Additionally, in my opinion, nothing he's shown so far (even in Kamino) is on par with Dabi's dance or Tomura's speech about the dichotomy between heroes and villains. And I think that is what ultimately rubs me the wrong way about him.

That All For One is completely overshadowed by Tomura and Dabi in terms of complexity is a given. But that he can't even keep up with them when it comes to charisma and entertainment factor is kinda disappointing.

Of course, whether a character is seen as charismatic or not depends on the viewer. Charisma, to me, is a subjective thing. Yet, it's an open secret that many people would have preferred Tomura as the final villain over All For One. (For the record, I'm not one of them). I know, most of them argue that it's due to Tomura's growth as a villain feeling pointless with All For One as the real main antagonist. (Never mind the fact that Tomura has actually never really been able to grow into his own, but that's a whole other can of worms.) However, maybe the reception of him as the final villain would be better if he felt less like some tryhard trying to emulate every single generic villain trope the world has ever seen.

On the other hand, maybe that's the point. He may steal all the quirks in the world, manipulate every human being he comes across, become the most powerful entity in the universe, and yet he'll still be unable to forge his own identity as a villain aside from some comic book demon lord and develop emotions strong enough to allow him to steal One For All. So, on his own, without Tomura, he's quite pathetic. He's nothing, really. But, maybe that's what he was intended to be.

(Still wish he was more entertaining, though.)

#bnha #bnha spoilers #all for one #afo #shigaraki tomura #yugioh zexal #vector #all for one is still one of my least favorite characters in bnha #but i think i can appreciate his writing a bit more now #but really only a little

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savefrog · 2 years

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The Final Boss of Paleontology

Making my own post to rant about the saltiest petty little bitch to ever evolve, SIR RICHARD FUCKING OWEN. This man changed science forever, nerfed the public perception of dinosaurs due to his own pettiness, feuded VICIOUSLY with Charles Darwin, disagreed with theories JUST FOR PETTY DRAMA and literally kept the bones of his enemies.

To start Richard Owen was a renowned genius. He was incredibly skilled at identifying bones and comparative anatomy. He even advocated for museums to be more accessible to the public so British citizens could learn! And most famously he coined the term “Dinosaur”.

HE WAS ALSO A CARTOONISHLY NASTY BASTARD.

Look at this Ebenezer Scrooge motherfucker

He was SO unbelievably pretentious. Whenever he was proven wrong in anything, Owen refused to acknowledge it, either ignoring it or stubbornly making the same mistakes again. According to the Natural History Museum, when Richard Owen was presenting his idea that Dinosaurs were their own unique group, “His initial speech to the British Association...allegedly lasted two hours.“ More on his pretentiousness later though.

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"A pity a man so talented should be so dastardly and envious" - Gideon Mantell

I’m gonna be honest, I’m not even sure how Owen’s hatred of Mantell started. I see a lot of sources say it was because of religious tension but Owen’s religious position fluctuated and seems to be misinterpreted a lot (This will be discussed later). There seemed to be a lot of scientific debate between them, including this debacle that even wikipedia describes as “Highly Confusing”.

ANYWAY. Gideon Mantell with his wife Mary Ann were the first to publish studies on dinosaur remains and he named the animal whose teeth they found “Iguanodon”. Except, guess that’s not right anymore because Richard FUCKING Owen decided to take credit for the discovery and say that he and his bud were the ones to find Iguanodon. Owen allegedly also used his influence to try and prevent Mantell from getting recognition????

And get this, Mantell had named a dinosaur Hylaeosaurus oweni to honour Owen!!!????!??! UNGRATEFUL BITCH! The man named a dinosaur after you and you do this??

The Iguanodon drama continued. The world’s first dinosaur sculptures, The Crystal Palace Dinosaurs, were built under the advisory of Owen. Around this time, Mantell had made observations that Iguanodon had much more slender forearms and was likely bipedal. He even had pretty advanced views on Dinosaurs having fast metabolisms and being active animals. Owen chose to firmly ignore Mantell’s discovery here and had the Crystal Palace Iguanodons built to be the heavy, lumbering beasts that would fuel the public’s perception of dinosaurs as slow, awkward and inferior for years.

Also he famously held a Dinner Party INSIDE one of the Iguanodons

Gideon Mantell’s life tragically fell to pieces. He had a carriage accident and it gave him an awful spinal injury, making him develop severe scoliosis. His wife left him. He ran low on money. He took opioids for the spinal pain. Yet he still worked on his paleontological discoveries. And before the Iguanodons that represented HIS discovery were unveiled at the Crystal Palace gardens, he died of an overdose.

And throughout this Richard Owen TOOK ADVANTAGE of Mantell’s disability to try and erase him entirely. He apparently even renamed dinosaur species that Gideon Mantell already named ...the PETTIEST bitch move in recorded history. (I believe my sources are referring to that “Highly Confusing” debacle I mentioned earlier)

And upon Mantell’s death Owen SWOOPED IN like a vulture for one last way to SPITE this poor man. Owen obtained a portion of Mantell’s fused spine and PRESERVED IT as a SPECIMEN in his FUCKING MUSEUM. and labelled it as a specimen with “Deformity to the highest degree” WHAT THE FUCK!!!!!!!!! WAS THIS EVEN LEGAL? WHAT THE FUCK. This single absurd fact alone fueled my morbidly curious obsession with Sir Richard Owens.

The many Beefs of Owen don’t end there. This is an entire category on his wikipedia page:

"No one fact tells so strongly against Owen...as that he has never reared one pupil or follower." - Charles Darwin

Owen was known for being an aggressive creationist and was said to be DEEPLY anti-evolution because of this. This is not entirely true. He was just deeply anti-Darwinian because he hated Darwin’s guts. Richard Owen actually had his own theory that was extremely similar to evolution! He was just SO BAD at explaining it because he spoke SO PRETENTIOUSLY that no one had any fucking clue what he was talking about. Owen agreed with Evolution, wrote to Darwin favorably about it but was Big Mad that Darwin didn’t credit him; meanwhile Darwin literally thought Owen was vehemently against the theory because of how unclear he was!!!

Owen even wrote ANON HATE about the Origin of Species. Like, anonymously published a review saying shit like “it sucked, it was anti-creationism and also didn’t do a good enough job crediting the great and amazing Sir Richard Owen who did this all first.” Ironically, this review was discovered to be his doing because it was ALSO written so pretentiously. Like, everyone knew right away LMAO.

Really, it seems like Owen really did hold Evolutionary beliefs...but put up a stink JUST FOR DRAMA!!!! To quote The Friends of Darwin website “Owen’s ongoing battles with Huxley may well have caused him to appear more anti-evolutionary than he actually was.“ (Huxley was one of Darwin’s greatest allies and also had his own intense beef with Owen).

And remember how he took credit for Gideon Mantell’s Iguanodon discovery? Well, he did that a lot. And finally he got his comeuppance. He got an award for a paper he wrote on Belemnites and didn’t credit the guy who discovered them, and the resulting shitshow got him kicked off the councils of the Zoological Society and the Royal Society.

Bringing this to a close, I want to state that I am not an expert in history and I could’ve gotten facts wrong. However, I tried to track down reliable sources, and tried my best to avoid claims that didn’t seem substantiated (Like one article I found that claimed Owen drove Mantell to suicide, even that article itself didn’t have any evidence to suggest Mantell’s death was not an accidental overdose.) Some of the facts are also deeply contested with no clear answer (Like Owen’s own real position on evolution, whether the dinner party inside the Iguanodon even happened (A SOURCE ABOUT THAT THO) and even whether or not Mantell’s wife discovered the Iguanodon teeth (Though like. Of sources I found saying “Mantell later confessed his wife wasn’t there” as immutable proof...were AFTER she left him so like?? Sounds like he ALSO could’ve been trying to distance himself from his ex wife?)

Here’s some of my sources:

https://ucmp.berkeley.edu/history/owen.html

http://friendsofdarwin.com/articles/owen/

https://www.darwinproject.ac.uk/letters/darwins-life-letters/darwin-letters-1860-answering-critics#

https://www.wired.com/2012/01/richard-owen-vs-textbook-cardboard/

https://www.strangescience.net/mantell.htm

https://www.sciencephoto.com/media/431867/view/1852-gideon-mantell-s-fused-spine

Anyway, I will end this with my favorite quote from Charles Darwin:

#dullblogging #long post #i had stuff to do tonight and instead wrote a rant about a nasty paleontologist

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going to talk about my cringe scrimblo rq like i said i would at the end of that long ask o7 dr. insano posting under the cut

i have decided that i am doing ALL of them

✚ HEALTH :

I’m not going to call Dr. Insano the sickest motherfucker on Tbe Planet Earth, but I do think he gets ill a lot more than people usually do and I think a lot of the time it is his own damn fault. I’m not forgetting the murky ooze incident no matter how much I beg to.

I think his eyes are kind of messed up, as well. He’s almost entirely blind without his goggles, and his vision without them gets worse depending on how fucked up hypertime is trying to be today.

♕ CHILDHOOD :

There is no childhood, only Insano. Bwuhhhh.

Bits aside, Wayne was a stupid little cringe baby, and I count him as a Lil’ ‘Sano of sorts.. We have documented evidence of his childhood, and proof that he only got worse. I don’t think Wayne Schlumper in his adult years necessarily requires sympathy, but I think the home that spat out (a large fragment of) Insano and Linksano probably wasn’t as inwardly pleasant as the dress shirts and sweater vests would show outwardly. Incredibly smart, incredibly annoying suburban science kids that were placated with expensive toys by parents that didn’t care for their well-being. I always imagine that ‘nette, in their youth, was the only person that really ever tried being nice to the booth of them, until she couldn’t anymore. And while Oscar stopped, reflected, Wayne kept going into the obsession that would tear him into tiny, infinitesimal pieces.

I think if I were him, I would be thankful for that to only be real maybe once a week. But then I think about Wayne having to exist in what is essentially a hivemind of himself, and yet most of them are better than him. And it’s like huh. Fun.

✿ HAPPINESS :

Insano is a man of relatively simple pleasures. He wants world domination, he wants crazy amounts of sex. He’s a guy that gets bored really easily, impatient very easy, and generally just needs to get out of the house. I think that’s fun.

But I also like when we get more scenes of him as a person moreso than him as an archetypal supervillain. The sort of mutual hate-disgust he and Spoony had with each other at the start growing into Insano being genuinely delighted at saving him from certain death (or eternal torment, either one) makes me smile. Same with how he clearly loves his son very much. I like the little sense of family that the TSE goons have.

I think he’s happy when he gets to see Jaeris in pain btw.

␛ ANGER :

God’s pettiest, most petulant creature, thy name is Doctor Fucking Insano. Incredibly whiny to the point of tantrums all the time (this is just an observation of what’s onscreen), constantly screaming and howling at whatever’s causing him any issue. He has horrible anger problems, mostly.

I think they were starting to sort of chill out the farther TSE got, though, so I like to think the whole situation with Spoony was sort of sucking the rage out of him. Your funny little guy going missing, or worse, was kind of a bigger deal, and I think him not reacting to it with cartoonish rage, but genuine solemnity shows how important his stupid little goon was to him.

That being said, once more, I think he’s happy when he gets to see Jaeris in pain. I have nothing personal against Jaeris but I sooooo think he does. He thinks that cowboy is getting his sloppy seconds when he didn’t even really get the fresh firsts.

♆ BODY :

I talked about his eyes a second ago, but I like to think Insano is kind of stupid riddled with scars (mostly burns and the like). He’s been shot in the chest a shitton, most notably with a magic gun, and if we’re to take a certain murky ooze incident into account, he does incredibly unsafe shit in his lab regularly, to the detriment of his physical health.

It’s impossible to keep track of his scars, though, since they like to shuffle a bit depending on how hypertime is feeling. Clonesano doesn’t really have any of the scars, or at least as many, compared to Bonafide Earth-4W Doctor Insano’s (recognized as such pre-hypertime fuckery) carefully cultured collection. I’d like to keep the chest scars somewhat consistent, though. Linkara is an important part of his life, and all.

ϡ MENTAL STATE :

Jesus fuck

ღ LOVE / SEXUALITY :

Mr. Clumsily Confirmed Bisexual, I also always see him as genderfluid.

† RELIGION :

I think Insano only really believes in a god if he’s trying to get Linkara to text him back (it won’t work), or if he’s cursing it’s name at his own existence while having a bad one. On the other hand, there’s also the days where he’s his own God. He definitely has a God complex at the least, and seems quite comfortable in this fact. What else would you call a Champion of a concept, anyways?

✄ PET PEEVE :

I’m keeping the canon answer. The fact that he hate hate HATES Ferris Bueller’s Day Off because the title character essentially does everything he wants to do but gets no shit for it is fucking hilarious. Doctor. Have you tried not being cringe. You fuckhead.

☂ FOOD :

Unhealthy, unhealthy, unhealthy. Junk food, can food, and freezer food addict simply on the basis that he’ll forget what he has around and needs it not to spoil. Despite this, will go days without actual meals, and will steal snacks from Spoony as he sees fit (not even on necessity, either).

I also think he gets really into projects with making food, though. Like yogurt and bread and pickled vegetables, shit like that, but he’s just really into it to the point where’s he’s genetically engineering his own cucumbers for his spicy pickled vegetable medley and it’s a whole ordeal that makes the house smell like vinegar for weeks. He also makes sure to feed his son well (and in emergency situations, like the fridge moment, instruct Spoony on how to do so as well).

ty lol

#my writing #kind of #dr. insano headcanons GO

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lepoppeta · 1 year

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*Sits down at a desk like I've just arrived at a meeting* Tell me about your ships and their theme songs and your thoughts, for any fandom/ships you currently feel like rambling about, even if I personally don't know them. Don't hold back c:

hhh oh boy this… "dont hold back" i could simultaneously go on forever and also… not. what im going to try and do for this is concentrate on songs that could be applied to both sides at once, rather than one individual person referring to the other. im also not going to be too narritively focused. these rules help me to keep the ask response to a minimum; i dont really like writing obscenely long posts, and would rather categorise them more concretely.

(by coincidence, this basically narrows down my ship themes to just my bioshock pairings).

if you want to inquire about particular character themes in reference to their respective pairings, then dont hesitate to send another ask! that goes for anyone else reading this post.

that being said… shakes hand thanks for coming today and expressing you interest. we really love to see that kind of go-getter attitude on this blog!

since i asked you about DELTACLAIR themes a little while ago, i figured id repay you and start with them first. deltaclair i find to be very interesting because has the intense aesthetic of a soulmate au but without any sort of weird macguffin to go along with it; theyre simply two people who had an instantaneous connection and an initial sense of deep, unwavering trust. in a lot of media ive consumed concerning these two, they dont really care about their past actions (either for themselves or for the other), but rather focus on the present and how that can affect the future. its a very interesting dynamic and honestly not one ive explored before in any other fandom.

the night we met (lord huron)

i am not the only traveler who has not repaid his debt ive been searching for a trail to follow again take me back to the night we met

the melancholy nature of this song really drives home the directionless nature of themselves and their relationship. they just seem to exist suspended in time and space and outside of finding eleanor and getting out of rapture neither of them have any especially lofty goals to strive towards. sinclair never comes off as particularly ambitious, more placidly curious and perhaps mildly vengeful. delta is… well, delta.

and then i can tell myself what the hell im supposed to do and then i can tell myself not to ride along with you

despite me noting that they never seen to distrust each other, im sure there was a part in the beginning where both of them were waiting for the inevitable screwing-over. as they slowly get more comfortable with the situation theres still this lingering feeling of "i shouldnt be entertaining this at all" and yet they do anyway and its so brilliant and angsty.

like real people do (hozier)

i will not ask you where you came from i will not ask and neither should you

theres this silent understanding that ive always garnered between these two that some things are better left unsaid. sinclair has no idea who delta was before the alpha series, and delta knows that sinclair (chatty as he may be) is pretty tight-lipped at the best of times. its not that important information is being swept under the rug in lieu of a shallow fantasy, its more a silent agreement that bringing past grievances up isnt particulalry helpful. neither of them come across to me as particularly petty (although one could argue that sinclair is the Pettiest Bitch in Existence).

so i will not ask you why you were creeping in some sad way i already know

(see above for explanation)

devils backbone (the civil wars)

dont care if hes guilty dont care if hes not hes good and hes bad and hes all that ive got

delta and sinclair definitely come across as relitively apathetic about each others seedier choices, and quite readily move them aside for the sake of a survivable present and more important a fruitful future. theres simply a distinct lack of shits given, but in an accutely unyeilding way.

in comparison, JATLAS is extremely passionate and volatile compared to deltaclairs mutual, silent acceptance. their songs also tend to be a lot more narratively involved and arent suspended in space like deltaclairs are. they stand out more as individuals who happen to be part of a pair, rather than two characters viewed as a whole. dismissing the themes that contribute to the story rather to them just as inidviduals, jatlas for now only has one song.

exile vilify (the national)

youve got suckers luck have you given up? does it feel like a trial? does it trouble your mind the way you trouble mine?

atlas and jack never expected to be so important to one another. it all happened so quickly and so intensely that neither of them really stopped to consider how they felt about the whole ordeal until much later. they plague each others thoughts for entirely different reasons; jack has experienced a loveless existence (especially after his mother died) and atlas has never met someone who strikes him as fiercely as jack does. theyre the victims of poor luck and overwhelmingly shitty circumstances and all they have at the end of the day is each other.

#answered ask #bioshock #bioshock 2 #alternate universe #musicalshock #jack ryan #atlas #atlas mulligan #jatlas #augustus sinclair #subject delta #deltaclair #my headcanons

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I wanted to post a fic wip for WIP Wednesday before the day ended but I don't have any good chunks from my current wips at the moment, so today I shall bring you a concept.

So I'm a huge fan of Deku and Bakugou's friendship, I've been interested in seeing how it develops as the series continues, and after reading a bunch of fics and vibing on MHA with my sister I've come to realize that one of my favorite takes of their relationship is that when the dust has settled, everything that's happened to them in the past has been discussed and their friendship is well on the mend, they still have their...chaotic, moments, I should say.

Izuku and Katsuki are a lot of things- heroes-in-training, extremely traumatized, in need of therapy- but they're also stupid teenage boys. So they'd be ride-or-die when one of them is wronged by somebody else, either it be a rando on the street or a villain, but that rivalry that they have will also extend beyond their hero work.

So during the day they're trying to get the highest score on that afternoon's training exercise, or wanting to capture more villains than the other while out on their work studies, but at night they're holed up in one of their dorm rooms trying to crush each other at Mario Kart while Katsuki swears loudly and Deku tries in vain to make him be quiet before Aizawa hears them.

Aizawa has always known about their game nights, but they still make it to class on time and they do well so he hasn't said anything about it. Yet.

Izuku has forgiven Katsuki for everything that he did in the past, never personally held it against him, but there are some days when he feels vengeful for some of the pettiest reasons. Maybe Katsuki ate his leftover katsudon, or watched the new All Might special without him, something harmless like that, so Izuku gets back at him with something equally as harmless- pranks.

We know Deku has the potential to pull pranks on Bakugou. He wanted to send him a box of spiders at one point after all (that's not completely harmless but you get the point). So maybe one day Deku starts small with the classics. He sneaks into Katsuki's room and nudges everything over a couple centimeters, causing the explosion user to bump into everything as his yelling echoes through the walls. He swaps the sugar for salt while Katsuki is cooking and passes it off as a mistake. The pranks continue for a week, slowly escalating in complexity and creativity, and eventually Katsuki figures it out, but for the life of him he can't get Deku back as hard as he tries.

So for the whole week Katsuki is pissed, pent up, anticipating the next prank but still falling for them regardless. And then suddenly there's nothing. One day turns to two turns to three and the days pass without a single incident. Katsuki side-eyes Deku during class, trying to see if the nerd is plotting something but he looks as innocent as always.

That just makes Katsuki nervous.

A week has passed and nothing has happened though, so Katsuki finally starts to relax. They've got work studies that day so he heads to Endeavor's agency with Deku and Todoroki, they suit up and they head out.

There's a huge villain attack in the city that requires all hands on deck, over a dozen villains wrecking havok in a shopping area. One of them has a quirk that turns them into a giant hulking monster, Endeavor is busy with another group a couple blocks away, so Deku suggests that Katsuki use his gauntlets to take the villain out before it wrecks anymore of the buildings and hurts any civilians that might still be nearby. After fighting together for so long Katsuki doesn't even second-guess Deku's plan, trusting him completely at this point, plus he hasn't had a chance to use his gauntlets in a while and they're filled to the brim.

Katsuki yells at everybody to get back, braces his legs, aims at the giant villain, and pulls the pin. The gauntlet lets out an explosion with a deafening boom.

And glitter.

The giant villain goes down, but nobody is even paying attention to it anymore. Katsuki is just standing there, stunned. Todoroki is stunned. The other villains they were fighting are stunned as they all watch the sparkling orange substance (because of course it's fucking orange) shine in the afternoon sun as it rains down on everything. Katsuki knows it's going to be stuck in his hair and costume until well after graduation but he can't even care at the moment as he whirls on Deku as the nerd starts laughing, bent over arms around the stomach dying in laughter, completely unbothered by the glitter coating his own body. "DEKU WHAT THE FUCK?!"

(In the end Izuku recruited help from Hatsume for his final prank. He had to test a variety of her babies during training for the next month, and Katsuki tried to explodo-kill him for the rest of the week, but it was worth it to turn his friend's gauntlets into giant glitter bombs.)

#mha #my hero academia #midoriya izuku #bakugou katsuki #bnha #boku no hero academia #I love my boys #i guess this is technically a wip since I intend to flesh this out at some point hopefully #but chaotic bakudeku friendship is my jam #traveler writes #traveler wips

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As usual, this is for the oc asks. Grasshopper, margarita, mojito, tequila sunrise, caipirinha; for Devo, Mita and Pepper.

I love to learn more about your characters.

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I love talking about my characters, so I love questions. Sorry this took so long, but I am happy with what I got.

𝗴𝗿𝗮𝘀𝘀𝗵𝗼𝗽𝗽𝗲𝗿 〜 describe your oc’s personality

Devo - Devo is basically a cat. Making a good first impression is everything to her, because she won't change her mind about you unless you all but murder someone for her. If she likes you, she'll want your attention, or just want to be around you all the time even if you're not interacting, but if she doesn't like you, she is ready to kill for even the pettiest of reasons.

Mita - The most cautious of all my OCs. I have OCs that exist in a post-apocalyptic demon invasion earth, but Mita watches everything that moves like it could kill her. So trust issues are an understatement for Mita. However, she is very conscious of those that need protection, particularly children and survivors. She is very gentle and kind to those she can help, and she extends her skills and wariness as a shield for anyone that needs it. Mita is very protective of those she loves and while her distrust can often be to a fault, her overcoming that fault is a bit part of her character arc as a whole.

Pepper - A very "fake it til you make it" attitude. She is confident in herself, but it took a long time to get enough experience to be able to have that confidence. Of course we've seen that Pepper takes her parental loyalty to Sketch very seriously, but the thing is with her, and why I paired her with Silco was because the two of them are very alike. They both value loyalty and respect, and they are both rather stubborn when it comes to changing their mind, and yet they are reasonable when it comes to negotiating compromise. For obvious reasons, it may take them longer than necessary to realize they actually like each other. And it may get a little more violent than necessary before they actually do realize it.

𝗺𝗮𝗿𝗴𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗮 〜 does your oc have any disorders or disabilities?

Devo - I specifically write Devo with autism and ADHD in mind. Specifically in the sense that she does show hyperfocus, and processing difficulties, as well as sensory complications and I do mention specifically symptoms of PTSD. I often take symptoms of my own and write them into Devo because it is a way for me to be able to process my own symptoms, and in that way, writing her character and experiences is therapeutic for me. All that being said, Devo is able bodied.

Mita - She is able bodied, and in light of Part 4 being posted now, Mita does also suffer from PTSD. And while I don't try to write Mita as having ADHD, often after reading my chapters, I see that I've given her a sense of time blindness which can come from stuff other than ADHD, but that's my main experience with that symptom.

Pepper - If I do write Pepper with mental illnesses, it's not always intentional. I'm sure anyone can look at Pepper and see their own symptoms in her, and headcanons about her mental state are welcome. However, a sneak peak for the next chapter, she does indeed have a lung condition, as well as her living with and taking steps against an anxiety disorder. I am trying to show with Pepper, as much as I am trying to be an example myself, that it is possible to be happy and have a life while taking medication and living with anxiety disorders.

𝗺𝗼𝗷𝗶𝘁𝗼 〜 does your oc have any tattoos and/or piercings? if so, what are they? if not, do they want any?

Devo - She has three ear piercings on each ear. One on the lobe, and two higher up on the cartilage. Devo loves tattoos, but that needle is a sensory nightmare for her no matter where it touches her. She may, however, consider a lip or nose piercing if she sees one she likes.

Mita - Never really saw a point in getting any body modifications. She just doesn't care all that much about them. However, she may hear someone mention that muscular women with back tattoos are hot as fuck, and it may sway her opinion toward getting some kind of ink on her back.

Pepper - Her and Sevika actually got matching tattoos on their left inner biceps of snakes, but when Sevika's arm was blown off, the tattoo was obviously not salvaged. Pepper also has regular lobe piercings, and in her youth, she had a septum piercing, but it's long since closed up. She's not really looking to get any more.

𝘁𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗶𝗹𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗲 〜 what kind of hobbies does your oc enjoy? is there anything they’ve always wanted to do but never had the time/resources to try?

Devo - I've mentioned a few times that Devo is an artist, and likes to draw in her free time. She will entertain puzzles that Viktor gives her to keep her busy while he works, even if she gets frustrated with them easily.

Mita - Never really had time for any hobbies at all. However, being bedridden and unable to work for a long amount of time may have uncovered a sudden obsession with strategy games. Mita is wicked smart in combat, and keeping her mind sharp is vital, and it's a bonus to see five kids all debate their next move and argue with each other, and still lose against her.

Pepper - Since a drinking hobby is just called alcoholism, she tries to put it a little more eloquently than that. Pepper will say she enjoys collecting wines and beers or something like that, and that may or may not have been the whole reason Sevika asked if she'd be interested in a barkeeping job for the undercity's newest kingpin. But one thing she wants to try, but never had the time to do, is competition shooting like we see Caitlynn Kiramman and Grayson doing. Pepper has wanted to find a non-violent way to use her shooting skills for a long time, but between working and parenting, she just hasn't had the time.

𝗰𝗮𝗶𝗽𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗵𝗮 〜 what does your oc’s voice sound like?

This is a difficult question because I have a very specific voice I imagine for all of them, I just don't have a specific voice claim for any of them except for Mita. So if this is done late, it's because I've been looking for links all day.

Devo - Closest I can find for Devo is Asami from Legend of Korra.

Mita - She's the only one I had a full voice claim for. And I just outright decided her voice is just Asajj Ventress. And her mask does sound like Ventress' as well.

Pepper - Probably the hardest to find, because I do give her a full southern US accent. If I had to choose one, it'd be Renee Zellwegger as Ruby Thewes in Cold Mountain. ⚠️TW: for rooster murder in this clip (not graphic). ⚠️

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