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judasgot-it · 3 months

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Dad! Jouno headcanons...

He just looks like a stressed as hell father here. Someone help him.

Before ->

To be totally honest, I don't think Jouno would ever plan to be a father. He would never plan to be one simply because he is completely aware of how horrible of a person he is

Why would he bring someone into the world who could be exactly like him? Or worse, he would end up being a horrible parent?

He would just avoid any topic about it.

So parenthood is 100% an accident. Also, this guy would probably try to convince his gf to get an abortion at some point, cause he probably thinks he would make a child that's just that horrible

I feel like the best chance of him becoming a parent would be him not knowing about it when he got arrested and was forced into being a hunting dog. Can't tell your gf to abort when you're in jail ig. Also now he is legally obligated to pay child support. GOTTEM!

Personal theory tho.

He probably wouldn't be jumping for joy at the thought of parenthood tbh. If anything, he is freaking out. I feel like he's in between denial and freaking out. Probably gave some weird rant about the government.

During pregnancy ->

If he's miraculously there (I think the last part is more plausible. This would be his #felonera) then he would be stressed as hell

Dude knows that it's inevitable (unless he throws her down the stairs. or smothers the baby. He probably thinks some weird shit it's Jouno sorry) so now he has to prepare for a very near future of being a father

He can't have sex for what might be the next few years. He has to learn how to take care of a baby. He's made Tecchou-like food combo's now. His life is hell.

Jouno I think would only be dramatic for a month and then get over it quickly -> he has two people relying on him now. Even past his kid being born, he will inevitably have to take care of his baby mom for a while after and will have to provide. Like a dad.

He probably loves the attention and the title it gives him. Probably starts owning it and is thinking 'yeah, actually, I'm going to be an awesome dad' because he gets brownie points for doing the bare minimum as a man

Dude would be kinda ridiculous and do lots of shit just so he can get praise. He's going to be a great dad, so yea, ofc he's going to buy weird useless shit no one would actually use. It's what good dad's do (he's not even pregnant and is suffering from baby brain I think)

Is probably terrified of touching his gf because he is more than aware that his child is in there and it unnerves him. Probably is super freakish about the most random shit, like drinking coffee or going up and down stairs since he can hear whats going on.

His normal level of anxiety goes through the roof during this time. I feel like they won't ever go back down again.

During the birth he would probably be supportive although I think the sounds and smells would be so horrific for him that he would vomit and be kicked out by nursing staff

I feel like the birth was so bad for him to hear (sensitive hearing would be terrible. and smell) that he would be crying as if he pushed a baby out of his hole

Raising that Child (early years) ->

The early years are the worst for him. He still is in a stage between "I want to be a good dad" and "I'm a horrible person I literally have fucking killed people. He doesn't know I have killed people and enjoyed it"

Would have this crisis with a literal baby btw. Probably has full on very serious conversations with his kid about morality when his kid still drinks from the tit

I don't think he'd enjoy being around his kid fully until he starts actually forming full thoughts. Obviously, he loves him, but he enjoys weird kid questions much more than a baby who shits himself

Eggs him on too, tries to make him think until his brain hurts. He thinks it's funny, making a seven-year-old wrap his head around the concept of global shipping and LLCs.

He wouldn't give his kid normal child entertainment. It's all educational and weird shit. Also is very picky about their toys, he's basically a beige mom but its about noises and smells. NEVER give his kid something like slime, he'll go insane.

I think he's 100% the 'bad cop' parent because he would have a lot of rules that a little kid wouldn't get. I feel like the other Hunting Dogs would get on his ass about it

I think Jouno probably worries a lot about giving his kid a good childhood since I doubt his was good - he was alive during the great war as a kid, he turned into a criminal, and he's an ability user. not the best circumstances.

100% has been forced to bring his kid to his job, but he doesn't actually introduce him to any of his actual duties. Torturing? He can't know about that.

Jouno lets his kid hang out with his colleagues -> probably Tachihara, who I think would play the best 'uncle' role out of all of them

Later years ->

Personally, I think Jouno would have a son, but I don't think its a curse. I think it would actually be a sort of blessing, because Jouno was probably a lot nicer of a person before whatever fucked up shit happened that made him the way he is now.

Mentioning this cause I think his son would probably be a direct reflection of who he could have been -> more happy and carefree, and less on the offensive about everything

So when his kid gets older, Jouno is probably some weird guy who tries to tell his kid everything he 'wished he knew at that age'

Probably got his son to have a sex talk from one of the hunting dogs doctors. it was a traumatic bonding experience for the both of them.

He definitely fake kidnapped his kid like 3 times in case something happened. Jouno is a super soldier, but his son is not. He needs to learn how to stab people.

Gave his son a gun/knife. Insists he brings it school, no he does not care if it's against the rules - he literally is the law. His son is also a target, so it is necessary in his eyes.

God please someone stop him he thinks someone is going to murder his son every second of every day

I'm pretty sure his son is some dweeb that Jouno is almost jealous of - like he never got the opportunity to be a dork who cries about homework. he was too busy killing people in his gang at that age

Jouno definitely drops the most insane dad lore. "I killed werewolves in Kenya once" while in the middle of a PTA meeting

Worst PTA mom btw. He WILL interrogate his sons teachers and pull up their records, he is the worst parent. He really shouldn't be allowed there actually

Is a lot nicer to his kid when his son is older.

He isn't his 'best friend' but he tries to do everything he can to be a good dad -> he lives everyday thinking that it'd be his last one with his family, so he tries not to leave with a bad impression

Jouno probably lies awake at night with the thought of what his last words could be to his family

The bitchy teen years would be the worst cause Jouno would probably have the best comebacks, so any sort of argument would be shot down immediately.

i dont think he lets arguments fly at dinner. If he's even there. He would be very busy, so I think his schedule would be erratic. Although I think his son would be the same and stay up at 3 am and get a lecture from him

The hunting dogs all try to teach his son about basic things like shooting and self-defense -> Teruko definitely shot at him once or twice so he knows how to avoid an assassination attempt.

Was actually really proud that his son graduated from school and is a relatively normal member of society. He never even killed someone, that's a high achievement!

#these are just headcannons #im gonna use these for a fic or two maybe cuz they give me ideas #i just cant stop thinking about dad jouno....#also to the ppl who responded to that post this is for you #bsd x reader #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs x reader #jouno x reader #jouno x you #jouno x y/n

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shotokimchi · 1 year

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When Their S/O Is a Seggs God

MINORS DNI

How would they react if their cute lover was like a succubus in bed LMAO Going through some hard stuff so wanted to drop this here to laugh a little JSDFHSDK-

A/N:Sorry for being inactive y'all i swear I'm not ignoring the requests, just preparing for an important exam this year, but I'll be back around Julyyyy

Little side note: Characters are aged up so don't come at me smh

part2 w/Dabi and Midoriya

Bakugo

So we all know that this man doesn't sleep around randomly. My guy dates the "one" for him he's planning to marry you so if you aren't planning about settling down...

Too bad for you missy (Lemme see your ring finger bitch you gonna get wifed up💍)

After taking you out to meet his parents, this chili oil literally falls in love with you (i mean he already did but when he saw how you treated his momma and papa- boy was CHOKING ON HIS HEART❤️) so he decides to take your relationship to the next level.

Needs and excuse to leave early so literally tells his parents that he has a bad case of diarrhea ( Do ya'll know that video LMAO) and drags you out to his car

Lemme tell you he ran over at least 5 red lights just to have sex with you-

And you are just confused about why he's suddenly acting like a rabid dog i mean he's always acting like one but this time-

"Suki, why is your mouth foaming?"

On the way to your apartment, you had an inner conflict about actually taking him to a vet, you aint planning on telling him that tho.

After finally throwing you onto the shared bed like a sack of flour mf flies for a second in the air like a bloodthirsty mosquito- (the only difference is he's thirsty for the ✨All-mighty pussy juice✨)

Dw tho man asks for your consent because he loves you a lot and doesn't want your first time to be scary and all-

Wait did i say first time?

YES MF THINKS YOU'RE A VIRGIN- but guess what he's about to find out...

Before he can start kissing you, you push him onto his back and rip off his pants and leave a small peck on his lips before riding him like you are in a horse race- Good news gurl you are about to win, no one can compare

Poor man is speechless bc you are literally singing on his dick like you are the headliner in a choir...

And while you are singing you are rhythmically bouncing too LMAO

IM👏GONNA👏PUMP👏EVERY👏SINGLE👏DROP👏OUT👏OF👏YOU

He aint scared no he just swallowed his tongue by accident- cuz you know...

HIS GIRL IS LITERALLY DOING THE DUCK WALK ON HIS DICK (🦆🦆🦆)

WALK THAT FUCKING DUCK Y/N QUACK QUACK QUACK

He decides to grab your hips to slow you down a little bc you are causing an earthquake with a magnitude of 6.9

but instead of slowing you down now you are making him jump on the bed with you too LMAOAOAOAOAO- imagine someone breaking in and seeing two floating figures on the bed

He's like "SLOW DOWN Y/N-"

But nuh uh you are too caught up in your own horny world so you continue to milk him (Fr tho calm down queen aren't those legs tired?🦵)

After cumming for the 5th time he tapped out LMAO-

You gave him a concussion bc of making him bounce for too long KSJFHJSDKFGSDKJHSD- POOR KATSUKI

He was laying there, unconscious with drool dripping down his mouth and it took you three full minutes to realise that he passed out (OMG I'm gone-)

Fly high Katsuki Bakugo 🕊️🕊️

Dw tho you made sure to pamper him the morning after, bringing him a breakfast tray filled with pancakes and a cup of coffee. A cute innocent smile plastered on your face

"Morning, baby!"

Needless to say, he was shocked ( pretty sure he thinks it was the hottest night ever but doesn't wanna hurt his own pride by telling you that)

"WHAT HAPPENED-"

Todoroki

BAHAHAHA OMG OK LISTEN-

So both of you are lovebirds obv because Todoroki would be the most caring boyfriend ever (i'll fight you about this one 🥊🥊🥊) so its impossible not to be in love with him

So pretty baby thinks it's going to be all about kisses, vanilla, sweet loving, him showing how much he cares about you etc.

AND HE IS A VIRGIN

Todoroki being a virgin is such a turn on he trusts you enough to give his first time to you (aw❤️🤍)

...but you didnt know that he was a virgin

I mean come on look at him how can he be a virgin while looking THAT PRETTY

So one time, while you guys were chilling on the couch watching Titanic and snacking on some strawberries together he decides to make the first move and gently holds your hand while whispering sweet things to your ear and then you hear the magical word (open sesame zimzalabim this coochie 🔮)

"Y/n, I wanna do it."

BIG MISTAKE SHOTO VERY BIG- So being the horny queen you are the wicked horny grin makes its way to your lips and baby is concerned Before he can say anything you immediately grab a strawberry and stuff it into his mouth and quickly try to get him off of his sweatpants

Then you work your magic on him by giving him the best and first head of his life ✨ and trust me he is enjoying it very much

Mmmm yes that famous glock glock 60000 GOBBLE UP BABES don't let em Santa Claus looking pubic hair get into your nose tho🎅

Pretty moans were filling the living room while his fingers lock with yours

But the baby was too lost in his own pleasure so he accidentally bit the strawberry and took it out of his mouth

But you noticed so you grabbed a new one and harshly shoved it into his mouth

"Dont. swallow. the. strawberry."

Babies eyes went wide

YOU SCARED HIM

AND IT WAS HIS FIRST TIME TOO

he %100 looked like this-

So now he was drowning in his own pool of saliva trying not to bite into the strawberry while his eyes were rolling at the back of his head (bc of your amazing tongue skills)

Spot the difference between your mouth and a vacuum cleaner

NONE

When i tell you, you were sucking him DRY

like the next Todoroki generation got to the point of extinction

at this point he was trying to pry you off of his dick bc the overstimulation was TOO much lolol

Poor baby accidentally covered the couch with small burns

when you lifted your head to check up on him you were met with a sobbing Shoto

BOY WAS GASPING

Literally thought of bringing him an oxygen tank but decided against it bc he calmed down after receiving your loving kisses You layed his head on your chest while combing through his locks with your fingers, you made sure to give him a great aftercare

"Are first times are this rough?"

You choked on Casper the ghosts dick

"WHAT-" Literally mourned for two hours bc of treating him so roughly LMAO

A/N: I'm done- sorry for the typos if i have any, i was too lazy to edit :p

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fastcardotmp3 · 1 year

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stranger things au where when it's all done, instead of the general fandom usual of NDA's and cover stories, those guys at the NINA Project figure out a way to use that same technology that brought El's memories back to instead wipe the memories of anyone involved in saving the world/ anyone who saw anything abnormal and replace them with the mundane.

It's the only foolproof way to make sure that none of That gets out, to make sure that no one decides to go poking around again 10 years down the line or write a book or a song or a movie that hits a little too closely to the truth, and the government loves themselves something that seems like a foolproof plan.

But what does this mean for our heroes? They don't remember the circumstances that brought them together, only the cover memories that were inserted in their place. They don't remember why they care so deeply for one another because a summer scooping ice cream or a walk through the woods or an-- impromptu game of baseball???-- doesn't quite line up with how it feels.

It feels bigger than that. It feels--

There are explanations for Steve's scars, he remembers a big dog and a trip to the ER, he remembers getting in a car accident and the seat belt coming loose enough to get stuck across his throat instead of his chest. He remembers-- blood on his hands, blood on his clothes, the outline of a man torn half to shreds--

He remembers a bad trip with Robin, but sometimes Robin will say something and it's-- when we got drugged- took those- when we uh, y'know tried LSD that time?-- fuzzy because of the bad trip of it all.

It's easy to accept the truth as the truth, because he remembers. It's easy, for years, to let the truth be the truth, to forget entirely that there are pieces that don't make sense, that there's no reason he should be as close with Dustin Henderson as he is because wait how did we meet? over a missing cat? It's easy, to just let it be true, because the love is there and that's what matters.

The love is there for a year and two and five and ten and Steve's life isn't always easy, in fact he's gone through his fair share of therapists for the insomnia none of them can explain, the confusion that both him and Robin talk about sometimes in the dead of night but can't remember talking about in the morning.

Eddie gets medicated for some sort of psychosis for a while because he had years of these intense night terrors that he could never explain to people, screaming at the top of his lungs, but the minute he would try to tell a shaking and terrified Steve or Robin or Nancy or whoever was present what it had been about he would just sob with frustration because he couldn't remember.

Max has a condition which made her lose her eyesight rapidly as a teenager, who has chronic pain that no doctors have ever found a real cause for despite Steve dragging her to appointment after appointment with fierce protectiveness in his eyes and voice, a desperation that there has to be a reason.

It's easy to accept it as the truth, that they all gravitated towards each other because they're all just a little fucked up in unrelated ways. That they connected to one another because oh you get scared sometimes too? scared like I do? scared like no one else understands?

Lucas starts spontaneously sobbing when some Kate Bush song plays on the radio in 1992. Can't explain it except that it hurts.

Nancy goes to a shooting range and feels her hands go steady for the first time in years in '93. She's never shot a gun before.

El Hopper had a traumatic enough childhood that doctors say she likely won't ever remember all of it, that her brain is protecting her, that-- that's probably true. They're doctors. They know better than Steve, they know about everything except why Max's legs hurt so bad she can't move sometimes.

They know everything except why Eddie can't feel pinned down without having a visceral belief he's dying.

They know everything except why Jonathan swears that their old house used to be painted a different color in the living room.

There are explanations for Steve's scars. He remembers a big dog.

Sharp teeth. Snarling.

He's in his thirties when he kisses Eddie Munson for the first time, because they're fucked in the head in the same ways, because no one else has ever gotten close enough to see the scars and hear the screaming and feel the desperation and not suggested maybe you need bigger help than I can give.

He's a grown man, and it's easy to believe the truth of his past, easy to think that growing older means it's supposed to be a little fuzzy around the edges, and that's okay because this feels bright and clear and technicolor, this thing with Eddie who has run away and come back half a dozen times but always does come back.

Whether he goes to Seattle or LA, New York or Boston; whether he and Steve are in the same place at the same time for more than a couple of weeks, he always comes back, they always find their way back to each other no matter where in the world, except--

Except there.

Everyone left that town with a haste-- or was it one at a time? No, it was the Byers first to California, except-- didn't Will graduate from that school? No. Because El went to school in Chicago at the same time that Robin started college there and she helped Will apply to the Arts Institute and--

And it was Max who went to California-- no, she was from there, but she also-- did she go back?

And why does Steve remember the house he grew up in but the minute he tries to step outside the back door onto the patio in his mind, out by the-- with the blue light and--

"Have you ever been back?" he asks Eddie one day, 32 years old and living in Chicago now full-time together. Robin's just down the road, Nancy's at the Tribune, Argyle has been franchising that coffee shop of his, is opening a spot here in town near his friends who he met when--

"Back where?" Eddie trails his hands through Steve's hair, laying half on top of each other on the couch and listening to some old tape of Jonathan's.

"Where we're from."

Eddie's fingers slow to an almost still and Steve props himself up to watch the way his brow furrows in concentration.

"Why would we go back?" he asks, and Steve has this flash-- like they've had this conversation before.

Like they've talked about where we're from before, although the name of the place never crosses their lips.

"I dunno," Steve slumps into Eddie's chest. They're getting older though so maybe just, "nostalgia?"

"Are you feeling nostalgic?" A rediscovered rhythm to gentle nails across his scalp. Soothing.

"It's where we met," Steve says. It feels true, although when he thinks about it-- "remember? How we met?"

"I..." Eddie's jaw clicks. It does that sometimes, on the same side with the scar.

There are explanations for Eddie's scars too-- a drug deal gone wrong, too many guys with too may knives-- or was it broken beer bottles? They used those as weapons, yeah. Tattered clothes and tattered skin and blood on Steve's hands--

No. He wasn't there. Blood on-- it was Dustin who found him? No. Wait, it was Wayne. Wayne found him, yeah, exactly--

"We met there," Eddie's gripping Steve's hair now, by the root. "We met back there. High school. Do you want to go back?

"Why would we go--"

Steve startles himself with the words, like they just-- like they weren't a choice to say, like they said themselves, like--

"Ed."

Breathing is tight. Steve sits up straight and looks at him. Scars on his face. Eyes so big and deep they hold endless histories--

"Eddie, do you want to go visit-- visit, uh, you know?"

"Why would we--" Eddie claps a hand over his mouth and hums out a sound of frightened discontent. "What. What the fuck."

"How did we meet, again?" Steve swallows. Eddie stands up, paces to the other side of the apartment.

"High school."

"How in high school?"

"Steve, I stopped taking those meds because they didn't help, but this isn't helping me not feel fucking certifiable either--"

"Eddie, I don't remember."

"Okay, so we're getting old!"

"We're not even middle aged!"

Eddie stops where he stands, shakes his head, and Steve watches him because it's easy to watch him, easy to look at the life they've lived and accept that they found each other, fell in love, because no one else gets what it's like to be fucked in the head. To know what's true and still feel wrong in that truth.

To believe it and still get lost in it.

Eddie clenches down on the tremble of his jaw and his eyes go big and imploring.

"What's happening, Stevie?"

There are explanations for all of it, but no one has ever been able to explain Max's pain or Nancy's sharp-shooting or Robin and Steve's inability to get drunk without losing it or the color of the paint in the Byers' old living room in that fucking town that Steve can't even think the name of--

"I'm calling Robin," he says, already striding across the floor. "I want to go back."

There are explanations.

Maybe that's not good enough anymore.

#dot fic #dot post #stranger things #stranger things au #steddie #steve x eddie #steve harrington #I sat down to work on meta and then my brain said new idea alert! and that's this ramble

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snowviolettwhite · 20 days

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Spent today working on the mood-board for my upcoming 9-1-1 Alternative Universe Fan-Fiction Set In 2011. Making moodboard and doing interested boards help inspire me and get ideas flowing. So I want to share it. Look how adorable teenage Buck, Eddie and Shannon are. They look so young, little cutie pies.

It will be called "don't have to be sorry for leaving and growing up." It is from Harry Style's Matilda.

Below is what I have written so far, it is still in the works. You can also check out my 9-1-1: Lone Star Fan-Fiction.

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Set in the early 2010s with barely eighteen and barely out of high school Buck and Eddie running away from home to California and joining the fire academy and eventually joining the 118. Eddie would bring baby Christopher with him. Eddie's parent did not think he was mature and adult enough to take care of Chris as a 20-something year old, so is would be even worse for teenagers, people who are transiting from childhood/teenage-hood to young adulthood and still being treated like kids.

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It is June of 2011. The schools wide across the nation are all out for summer vacation from Hershey, Pennsylvania to El Paso, Texas.

Evan Buckley is the blonde, blue eye rascal who is always getting hurt and in trouble. He is the baby of the family but the only person who has ever paid attention to him is his big sister Maddie.

Edmundo Diaz is the young teen dad who got his best friend and girlfriend pregnant. He is the middle child and was the sane one compared to sisters until now.

They say if you want to be treated like an adult act like an adult. How are supposed to act like an adult at eighteen years old, haven’t been out of high school even a month, being dragged home by the cops and being scolded at the front door or being yelled in your childhood bedroom. Sometimes this makes you want to run away.

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It is June of 2011.

The city of El Paso, Texas school district has let for summer break and held graduation for this year’s high school seniors, they are no longer twelfth graders.

They are adults or as much as one can feel like an adult at eighteen years old, and silently sobbing in your childhood bedroom, hugging your worn-out stuffed animal dog with your back pressed against the door, trying not to wake your napping infant son who in his crib as your mother is yelling at you.

“Edmundo Diaz, you are in so much trouble young man. Open this door right now! You live under in my house. You live by my rules and aren’t too old to be put over my knees. Just wait until your father gets home. I can’t do deal with you.”

Edmundo Diaz or Eddie as he prefers being called was a good catholic boy. He never misbehaved or caused trouble but a little too soft, that was until Shannon showed up. They met in the eighth grade. They became best friends and were inseparable until they lose touch but found their way back to each other. She introduced herself being all sweet and friendly. She was sunshine. His family hated Shannon. They said she was a bad influence on him and he started acting different after meeting her. She was his first kiss, his first girlfriend, this first time. Good catholic boys wait until marriage, she is his first and only.

Shannon will back soon, she is visiting colleges in California. When she comes back they will make a plan for themselves and for their beautiful baby boy, Christopher. For now, he has been having never ending fights with his parents. It is about how stupid he was getting a girl pregnant while still in high school and a teenager or how he needs to toughen up or grow up. It is kind of hard to grow up when nobody goes around hiring eighteen-year-old and your parents are still treating you like a child.

“Edmundo, how could you let this happen? You and Shannon are still kids. You are barely able to take care of yourselves. How are you supposed to take care of a baby?”

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Inspired By This Photo:

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fantasy-mixtapes · 1 month

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Fig Faeth Junior Year Playlist: Side A

It's no surprise that Fig Faeth's playlist is the one that I actually listen to the most. It's just a very good vibe and I love her. Took extra time to Song descriptions and thoughts down below. Spoilers for Episodes 1-10.

Genres included: Pop-punk, Punk, Alternative

1. hair out, Stand Atlantic

Am I fuckin' up my life? I'm just tryna make improvements Slowly givin' up the fight But I gotta cover up the bruise That I get from all the Expectations give me vertigo Wasting away to the pressure The pressure, The pressure, oh

This song is such an earworm, scratching a specific itch in my brain. Love the fact that both Kristen and Fig (the failing girlies) start with a Stand Atlantic song, and it works with the way that Fig is coming at this season. From the jump, she is one of the most visibly and audibly burnt out, specifically from the pressure of the "sophomore album" that was supposed to come out months ago. This song is definitely about the pressures of a songwriter as well as the pressures of life in general so it fits sooooo perfectly. Especially with the "I can already here people hating the song" outro *chefs kiss*

2. Who The Hell Am I?, NOBRO

God, I'm tired of being like this I can change, but in a minute Always looking for the back door, on the run Always at the party, never quite having fun Play with fire, and you're gonna get burned I'm on fire, and you know it hurts I was always on the outside looking in Maybe it's me 'cause I never wanna fit in

Fig's class struggles, her conversation with Mazey, I can't take it. I feel like we've all been there. I really love how the narrative with her has progressed, like last season was deconstructing her need to mold herself into other people (or into an idealized version of herself) now she's trying to figure out who she is at her core without all the disguises.

3. 7 Years Bad Luck, Glasseater

Something strange seems to be plaguing me Everything I touch falls apart I've lost it all, losing all my luck Suffering 7 years bad luck

I don't particularly love this song, a little too unintentionally underproduced, but it deserves a spot on this playlist. I feel like I would be Fig in the curse situation. It took me a literal year to deal with debilitating stomach problems, and I, too, waited until my friends noticed to actually do something about it. Either way, can't wait to learn more about the weird Galier Pride curse, love the representation for my stomach problem girlies

4. Where the Heart Is, Sweet Pill

Get this My mind's been in a million places but my body hasn't moved an inch And I feel like I'm missing out again Ignoring my plans Wondering how they went Feeling bad about it If I could just take a chance I wouldn't feel so bad To see past myself I wouldn't feel so bad

This is Fig's final decision to try Paladin after doing so well with Warlock. She knows the priorities in her gut don't match with what anyone else says, but she's discovering her loyalty. She's figuring out her actual drive... following her heart <3

5. Impostor Syndrome, Sidney Gish

Unfortunately, I am My own dog, my own fur companion My own old lady on a forum Who types in glittery decorum Unfortunately, I take Myself out walking every day and I had my legs to the feet and I give my head to the leash

Making Fantasy High playlists is like making a ven diagram of which dog-themed songs are Tracker-coded and which are Fig-coded. This one, to me at least, is Fig-coded. (yes, I do have a tracker playlist, and yes, every song in it is dog/wolf specific, BUT THEY'RE GOOD OK). We love our Oath/Pact of the German Shepard.

6. You Owe Me Nothing In Return, Alanis Morissette

I'll give you countless amounts of outright Acceptance if you want it I will give you encouragement to chose The path you want if you need it You can speak of anger and doubts Your fears and freak outs And I'll hold it

So I know that we're gearing up for Fig's Warlock/Paladin agreement post "mooner yulenear," but this is my interpretation of what it's going to look like. She cares about her friends, and she would do anything for them! And though I know this song came out in 2002, Alanis Morissette is a 90's icon and perfect for the grungy riot grrrl vibe I see for her

#dimension 20 #fantasy high #fantasy high junior year #d20 #d20 fhsy #spotify #fantasy mixtapes #fig faeth #d20 fig #fhjy spoilers #d20 spoilers #emily axford #Spotify

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dandylovesturtles · 1 month

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Hi, I love your Sidelined AU! My question(s) is about the emotional fallout of Draxum’s cruelty towards Leo in the original oneshot – do Leo’s brothers realize the impact of what Draxum said to Leo - since it hurt that they didn’t refute his words at the time? And what is Draxum really sorry for, if he expected Leo to die (‘I can make you a replacement son’)? (to be clear I like remorse and redemption arcs and am totally on board, just trying to get my head around it)

thank you!

this is a fair question! when I wrote that initial one shot it was not envisioned as part of a series, so if I had actually written it with that in mind there likely would be some differences, like I would have made an effort to include April and probably would have scaled back some of Draxum's more blatantly villainous dialogue. but I didn't know, and so I didn't write it that way, and now we have what we have because retcons are for cowards /jjjjj

in regards to his brothers not refuting Draxum: Leo would try to avoid letting them know how bad that hurt him initially because he doesn't want them to know that bothered him, but he's really low and ends up fighting with Donnie especially and I could see it coming out in a weak moment of bitterness that they didn't defend them, which would definitely make his bros upset, because yeah, they didn't. to be clear it's not because they actually agreed with Draxum, it's because they're young teenagers who were in a stressful situation and they were all in shock over what was happening. I think we can all forgive a 13/14/15-year-old for not having the correct emotional response ready to go, haha. and in time Leo will realize this too - they could probably all benefit from family therapy tbh but it is what it is. anyway, they do realize the impact of it on his mental health eventually and it's a work in progress to help him out of that rut.

Draxum... really wasn't thinking of the boys as, like... people, at that time? I'm not convinced if Draxum really knew what level of sentience the boys were going to have and was probably still thinking of them as animals at first. and then when he met them and realized they do have human level intelligence... well, humans dehumanize other humans all the time, and remember that Draxum was planning to attempt a genocide, so overlooking the personhood of others was a thing he was already prepared to do.

he said what he said mostly to antagonize Splinter. in his mind, Leo wasn't much more than an animal, so he wasn't really Lou Jitsu's son. like sure, he used Lou Jitsu's DNA to mutate him but that's not really the same, is it? the idea that Lou Jitsu had been off playing house with his experiments was ludicrous to him, because those aren't children, they're experimental soldier prototypes. it made as much sense to him as a trainer calling an attack dog their son.

it's not really until he's seeing their pure grief over what's happening to Leo, when he's interacting with them in a cooperative capacity, that he starts to accept that they are actually a family, and that what he's done has destroyed them. as with many situations, unfortunately, it takes seeing the hurt he's caused and empathizing with them to finally see them as people, and to regret the actions he's taken. of course, it's too little too late at that time, but he has time to make it up to them eventually... he just really has to work for it.

thanks for the ask!

#sidelined au

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milkytheholy1 · 2 years

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Everything Ends Part 1

A/N: Here's the first part of my angsty Leo fic! In case you haven't seen my most recent update, I started writing a angsty Leo x GN fic based on the events of the movie and my own added twist. The story is so long I'll be releasing it in parts! I recommend reading my update here! Enjoy!

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NEW YORK - 2044

"Go, get out of here! I'll hold 'em off!" April shouted, pulling out her trusty bo staff and swinging it around her figure before it stood proudly by her side. You'd have to admit when April first picked up that thing she couldn't throw it in the air without it hitting her on the head. But now? It was as though Donatello himself was guiding her.

You shook your head, there was no time to daydream, you had to keep running. Leo was hurt and that was your main priority, he was the leader, the master; he had to make the winning plan. Leo tried to talk April out of it, but with the Kraang quickly approaching there was nothing more to be done. Casey held Leo as he ran, you on the other hand held a blaster Donnie had put into beta so many years ago.

You joked that your perfect aim came from your youth, spending hours at a time on fighting games at the arcade. But the truth? You learned through survival, you couldn't turn your back when out in the open; you always had to be moving. Maybe that's why you got caught? You stayed in one spot for far too long.

You could barely hear anything other than your own heart beating in your ears, you couldn't make out the long journey ahead through your tears. Leo began slipping, his breaths churning out into pants. Casey tightened his hold on his master, this couldn't be how it ended, "I got you, Sensei. Stay with me."

"You're a lifesaver, Casey Jones." Leo smirked, clutching a hand against his stomach. You tripped over a few rocks here and there, shooting anything that moved out of fear. Your armour was stained red and cracked, cuts and bruises sustained during your previous fight from only moments ago.

"Leo," you huffed out, eyes wide when you saw the Kraang's cavalry arrive. Explosions rang out by your side, and demonic monsters leapt and chased after you. This really felt like the end. Leo's feet were starting to drag, noting this, you grabbed a hold of him and helped Casey up the incline.

You wanted to beam at such a familiar site, the Statue of Liberty; or what was left of it. But there was no time to reminisce, the Kraang had surrounded you. You laid Leo down against a rock, pulling out your blaster you began shooting aimlessly.

"Damn dogs," you cursed out, they were always much faster than the bigger bots. Casey stood guard over his injured master, protecting him in his final moments.

"Leo! There's too many of them!" you yelled out, backing closer to the small group. You were all crowded together, even injured, Leo pulled out his sword. You felt a slight tingling sensation in your fingers, looking down you saw Leo's hand intertwined with yours. Glancing back up you caught his eyes, how they shined even in the height of battle. It was a silent "I love you" and a confirmation that you weren't going to make it out of that spot alive.

Just as the dogs approached, a bright orange light sent them flying to who cares where, "Bad doggies!"

"Impeccable timing, little brother. Very dramatic." Leo mused. Mikey floated down until his feet delicately touched the ground, it had felt like years since you'd seen Mikey. He looked worried though, not only for the situation and the circumstances you were facing but also at the look of pure defeat on Leo's face.

Leo's face scrunched up in pain, causing you all to flinch. You took one step forward, arm outstretched and face full of worry as you caught Leo's gaze. A small pain erupted in your chest, but that small pain soon turned into a burning sensation. The world went silent, Leo's eyes shook and his face dropped. The others stared at you, screaming but you couldn't hear it. Leo rushed to catch you before you fell, but in his weakened state, he wasn't fast enough.

Luckily Mikey had caught you and gently lowered you to the ground, he let out a small gasp when he saw the sickly red flood your armour. There was a small hole in your chest, and although tiny it held a powerful punch. It was something new the Kraang had cooked up, it made it easier to shoot scum without them seeing it. And unfortunately for you, it was a fatal shot.

Your hearing was slowly coming back, Leo was hovering over you and screaming your name. Casey and Mikey went back to fighting, protecting you both while you shared your final goodbyes. Leo kept shaking his head, he couldn't do this. First, he lost his father and his brothers, then April and now...you.

You tugged on his hand, your blood and his blood mixing against your skin. You smiled weakly at him, tears in your eyes, "D-don't stop, L-Leo. I know y-you can do this."

"D-don't talk like that, you're going to be fine. You're not going to die here, (Y/N)!" Leo yelled out, his own voice hoarse and scared. Leo had become rather ignorant of death, it happened around him every day. And while he did still pay respect and was deeply affected by it, he carried on, he didn't look back. But how could he do that with you, he could see it in your eyes, you were scared of dying; you always had been.

"Just keep looking at me, okay? Don't close your eyes. Mikey!" he yelled over his shoulder, hoping his brother could offer you some aid. But it was already too late, the colour had drained from your face, and your eyes lost their sparkle. You smiled one final time, a smile Leo hadn't seen since he was a teenager, "I love you, Leonardo."

He started to choke up, tears falling freely down his face and onto your cold cheeks. Leo cried out, for once he allowed himself a moment to mourn. Casey ran over, skidding to a halt and heaved his mask down, "No..."

You were still in Leo's arms, it's funny, you looked so...Peaceful like this. Leo felt a tug on his shoulder, Mikey sent him a sorrowful look, but they had to get back up; they had to fight with all they had left. Leo looked down at you, resting your head gently on the ground. He unravelled his hood and placed it under your head, pressing the softest kiss he could muster on top of your forehead.

A loud explosion echoed out in the distance, all three turned to look with wide eyes, "That's it, the resistance failed. The Kraang won. B-but it isn't over, we've still got a ninja's greatest weapon." Leo held a weakened smile on his lips, but it gave the others around him a glimmer of confidence.

"Hope." he turned to his younger brother, still clutching his wound, your blood staining his hand along with his own, "That, and a badass mystic warrior. Mikey, we need a time gateway." Leo was serious once more, he had to be to survive. The young mystic thought it through briefly, but trusted his brother, "It'll take everything I have."

"I know," Leo groaned out, flicking his gaze to your lifeless body, "But this is our last chance. It's our only chance." Mikey nodded in understanding, floating away to start his sequence. Casey watched him go, questioning everything, "Wait, what's going on? Where is he going?"

Casey still hadn't recovered from seeing you fall, the shock in your eyes as you fell to the ground. The small breaths you took, you were like a sister to him, hell, maybe a mother. You took him in after his own mother suffered a similar fate, and you never looked back. And now here you were, dead on the ground and the world around you crumbling down.

Leo snapped the young teen out of his depression, "Casey, listen-" Leo pulled out a small photograph. On closer inspection it was a family portrait, everyone was there, even people he had only met once or never met at all.

"The Kraang first came to our planet through a mystic doorway, the key that opened the doorway looked like this." Leo handed Casey the paper, his blood smearing the edges just a little, "Why are you telling me this?"

"Because Mikey's about to send you back in time to the day that the key was stolen." Leo stated as though it was normal. Casey's eye's widened, his mouth agape, "Wait, he's gonna what?"

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lindwurmkai · 6 months

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not to make an overly personal mysterious lotus casebook post again, but i think i understand what li lianhua has been doing these past ten years.

when you've been sick for a long time and it only ever seems to get worse instead of better, you stop having goals and dreams. you don't know what your health is going to be like a year from now, much less five years from now, so what's the point in planning ahead? li lianhua experienced an even worse and basically instantaneous version of this because he knew for a fact he was dying.

aside from searching for shan gudao's body, which was more of a guilt-driven obsession he couldn't let go of, he didn't have any big goals or long-term plans. but here's what you can do in that situation: you look at your current life and ask yourself, "which aspects of this could i improve slightly?" and then you do that. and maybe you find that you enjoy growing vegetables.

my favourite part of lianhua lou is the lotus tower itself. li lianhua built himself a home (portable, the better to search for shan gudao's remains perhaps? or just to escape being exposed as a fraud), he carved out a life for himself despite knowing his time was limited, he got himself a dog. these are not the actions of someone who has no will to live left.

but he didn't make friends because he knew he would only hurt them by leaving them in the end. he looked at his new limitations, some of them caused by the poison and others self-imposed, and said, "okay, i can't do anything about these, but i can learn to cook."

eventually, you're so used to the limitations that every little achievement starts to feel very satisfying. it may not be as exciting as having grand aspirations, but there is a kind of peace to be found in that lack of excitement, too. (this is what di feisheng understands the least. this is probably also what fang duobing understands the least.)

the grief is relentless, but he thinks he deserves it, so he doesn't try to change that part and focuses on other things. small things. and it turns out this kind of life is not all bad.

what would happen if he suddenly got healed? if half the limitations suddenly disappeared, or even all of them?

#i don't have an answer to that question #it may depend on just how long it's been since you made peace with your new life #but the thing is it's not going to be a smooth ride #all your new habits rely on knowing you can't expect better. and then you suddenly can? disorienting #mysterious lotus casebook #mlc #ETA: just looked in the tag and i would like to state for the record that i was unaware of the post i seem to be directly contradicting 😳

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pinkiipeachiikeen · 3 months

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Galaxy Boy (Yamaguchi x Fem!Reader)

Summary: Yamaguchi overhears Y/n talking about how much she hates her *‘freckles’ so Yamaguchi wants her to give him a makeover- but gets a whole lot more than he bargained for

*reader does not have to have freckles to read, of course

---This is a repost from my previous acc Pinkipeachiikeen (one 'i' after pink, not two like my new one) Keeping up with two accounts was too much so I decided to merge it into my main (was formerly pansexualproblemchild) and keep the name for the most part

Content warnings: VERY anxious/insecure Yams. and VERY BRIEF mentions of self harm? (Yams mentions picking freckles off)

“I look DISEASED!”

“Girl, you look fine.”

“Do you not see them! I’m hideous!

“Y/n, it’s not even that bad! Stop being so dramatic.”

“I’m not being dramatic!” she claims as she slams her locker, causing a metallic ring through the deserted hallway, making both her and the boy peeking around the corner flinch. “Okay, Maybe I was being the slightest bit dramatic.” The girl admits, fidgeting with her fingers as she looks away sheepishly. God she’s so cute. Yamaguchi sighs. And so out of my league. The said object of the boy's affection turns her head around to almost catch his eye, but he dives behind the corner at lightning speed, holding his breath. “What are you looking at?” Her friend asks. “Nothing, I just thought I heard something.”

Yamaguchi can feel his heart almost beating out of his chest. What am I even doing here? He was just walking back from the bathroom and he heard his friend's voice and wanted to say hi, but didn’t wanna interrupt the conversation she was having. So naturally, he ends up hiding because talking to the other sex is scary, even if it’s just Y/N, someone he’s known for ages.

And someone who had a crush on them for almost as long.

Yamaguchi never meant to fall for her, it just kind of happened, like most cases of young love. Y/n is just so- How can Yamaguchi even explain it? She’s just so ethereal to him. Like a fairy, brightening up everyone's world, and pulling them out of their dark, dim shell. She speaks her mind and stands her ground, something that is so foreign to him, that he tends to forget she struggles with her own troubles from time to time as well. Yamaguchi finds himself feeling lucky he got to see her become much more outgoing and comfortable in her skin over the years, but almost gets whiplash from seeing her stumble on her words and hide behind her hair with him, then biting back with playful- but harsh- jabs with Tsukishima.

He remembers the day he met her almost like it was yesterday. Back then he had no idea that she’d change his life forever, he just liked her drawing of her pet dog. She’d always been an artist, and he remembers watching her trying out different mediums every week. She’d show up to school with her bag stuffed to the brim with different pencils, markers and even paints. She had to learn to carry all her supplies in a separate bag after one tube burst open all over the contents of her bag. After that she had bags on bags on bags filled with all the materials she planned to use throughout the day and they only got more complex over the years. Yamaguchi recalls the day she ran into their shared classroom and announced that your new canvas of choice would be skin, as she wanted to experiment with makeup. Soon after the bags of art supplies dwindled down to her makeup case and bag of skincare products she used and tried to convince him and Tsuhishima to invest in, which had little avail. Much like the times where she’d ask him and Tsukishima to pose as models in her pieces, she would ask them to be the models or ‘test subjects' for her makeup looks.

Well not exactly. She never asks Yamaguchi to model.

He has to pretend that doesn’t hurt each time.

Yamaguchi shakes his head, banishing those thoughts away from his mind, once again. He doesn’t need that right now. “I’m serious though!” Her voice draws him back to reality, and back to the conversation. How does she look diseased? He asks himself. He thinks she’s the most gorgeous being alive, but he’s just a bit biased.

“I stay in the sun too long ONCE and get all these freaking blemishes on my face. Once!” She complains, pointing to her face. Wait- is she pointing at- Her friend shakes her head. “It’s not even that bad! Can’t you use a cream or something to get rid of them?” Y/n shakes her head. “I tried everything! At this point i’m considering picking them off.” What?! Her friend sighs. “You really are dumber than I thought. How would you get to practice makeup with big old gashes on your skin? And you know they would probably just come back.” her friend reasons. Y/n flutters her lips as she adjusts her bag. “Yeah, I know. I'm just tired of looking at them And using so much makeup to cover them up all the damn time. I’m almost out of concealer. Again.” Y/n said something else as her and her friend walked back to their classroom, but they were too far out of earshot at that point and Yamaguchi couldn’t seem to care. His heart was plagued with her words.

“Diseased.”

“Hideous.”

Yamaguchi felt sick. The only thing on her face that was even relatively new that she could be talking about was her freckles. Like the ones completely decorating his face. Y/N never had freckles growing up, but she did always complain about having sensitive skin and could’ve easily gotten them from the sun like she mentioned earlier. Her words keep running through his head with no end in sight. She’d rather harm herself than have freckles? Harm herself in stead of looking like me? He’s aware that she was probably being dramatic, but logic has no place in the mind of an anxious teen. If she thinks that way about herself and her few freckles, what does she think of me? Yamaguchi takes a deep breath in and adjusts his clothing that was wrinkled against the lockers. He knows what he has to do.

“What are you even going on about?” Tsukkisima asks, barely looking away from his homework he and Yamaguchi are supposed to be working on. “It’s nothing, i’m just being stupid” Yamaguchi grumbles as he fiddles with the pencil in his hand. “What’s the answer to number six?”

“It’s four.” Tsukishima states blankly.

“‘Kay, thanks.” he replies, filling in the answer on his worksheet before the tip tap of the pencil hitting the desk returns. For every tip tap of the pencil Tsukishima’s patience only grew thinner until he grasps Yamaguchi’s twiddling pencil

. “Stop that shit. What’s up?” Yamaguchi bites his lip and mutters something incomprehensible. “Huh? Speak up.”

“Why doesn’t Y/n ask me to model for her!?” Yamaguchi shouts, bursting out of his seat and slamming his hands down on the table garnering stares from everyone else in the library. Tsukishima’s eyes widen at his friend's outburst as Yamaguchi’s flushed face only gets redder. “Sorry.” he apologizes, settling back down in his chair.

“You really wanna be Y/ns test subject?” Tsukishima side eyes Yamaguchi.

“Well I- uh- I mean.” he bites his lip. “I don’t necessarily not want to…y’know.” Yamaguchi tries to avoid Tsukishima's annoyed gaze. “It would be nice to be thought of?” Yamaguchi states trying to convince Tsukishima that any normal friend would want to be a makeup ‘test subject’, regardless of any romantic feelings involved.

“Dude.”

“Yes?”

“You’re freaking whipped. It’s pathetic.”

Damn, so much for that attempt. “I’m not…” Yamaguchi meets Tsukishima's gaze, already calling his bluff. “Okay maybe a little bit. But is that so bad?” Yamaguchi signs and clunks his head to the table.

“ This shit has been going on for way too long. I’m starting to believe it’s a fucking kink or something since no one would actively draw this awkward pining shit out.” Yamaguchi rolls his eyes. It’s not like he would understand. He likes to bat off any and all feelings with a 5 foot pole. “I didn’t consent to observe this over the past.. .” He numbers off his fingers. “How long has it been? Four years?” Yamaguchi mutters something into the table. “Were you talking to the table or?” Tsukishima questions.

“I said,'' Yamaguchi picks his head up so his chin rests on his folded arms “five years.” A moment of silence passes. “Five fucking years? Do you not realize that means you spent a whole third of your life simping over this girl. A third! Can you imagine what you could’ve done with all that emotional turmoil instead?”

“Do you not think I ask myself that question everyday?” Yamaguchi snaps, as Tsukishima's eyes widen. Yamaguchi exhales. Calm down, Tadashi. He’s just trying to help. Yamguchi rubs his eyes trying to cast away the exhaustion creepy in. Whether it be physical or emotional, he couldn’t tell. “Look, i’m trying to work on it, ok?”

“Work on what?”

Yamaguchi swears he jumped at least a foot in his seat and his heart stopped beating, every ounce of fatigue is zapped out of him with Y/n’s subtle and friendly shoulder touch. Yamaguchi didn’t necessarily hate her touch, not in the slightest, even though her hand recoiled after his full body reaction to it, assuming he did. He loves the subtle touches she gives to her friends, even if they make him panic internally- whether he and Tsukishima were talking about her before then or not.

“I’m sorry!” She apologized. “ I didn’t mean to startle you!”

“It’s fine!” He breathed, clutching his chest and heaving. “I’m fine!”

He was not fine but he quickly gathered his senses anyway to come up with a cover story because ‘Oh we were talking about my everlasting and undeniable love and attraction for you and how it’s crippling me inside! Nothing important! Just boy things.’ isn’t something Yamaguchi just felt fine confessing; that was the root of the problem after all.

“Tsukki here,” Yamaguchi starts, pointing a friendly thumb to the visibly annoyed Tsukishima “won’t stop teasing me about my homework, and I was telling him to buzz off about it.” he gives a little chuckle and wonders if he’s visibly sweating. Y/n furrows her eyebrows, finding it hard to believe that he told anyone to buzz off at all, and even more hard to believe that he said that to Tsukishima, the salt king himself. She recalled a time where he offered to tutor her in the same subject he’s now struggling in when she fell behind after a few sick days, but she doesn’t press the matter and moves on with an awkward ‘Okaaaay?'' She turns to Tsukishima. “So Tsukishima!”- “No, I'm not gonna be your test subject. You could never pay me enough.” Tsukishima interrupts. “Damn.” she sighs. “Worth a shot!” Then Tsukishima does something so traitorous it may startle the very foundation of their extensive, and once unbreakable friendship.

“Ask Yamaguchi, he’d love to be your dress-up dolly for the night.”

Yamaguchi pales Tsukishima Kei what the hell are you doing?!?! He casts the traitor a wide eyed look and attemps to kick him in the shin, but misses and kicks the table leg. Y/n takes note of poor Yamaguchi’s immense panic (and now, pain) and quickly retorts in what she believes to be his defense. “Tsuki, don’t sign him up for things like that, it’s mean!”

Wait.

Does she not think I'm good enough?

Is it because of my freckles?

Say something, you freak!

So in a moment of immense self-pressure, he states, albeit a bit too loud (once again),

“I- I can do it!”

All three of their eyes widen in disbelief. Tsukishimas in astonishment and a bit of pride for Yamaguchi finally doing something, anything to advance his relationship and end the horrid pining, Yamaguchi in fear and surprise of his own actions and the repercussions of them and Y/n in something Yamaguchi can’t yet decipher.

“What?” Y/n asks. “Um- I- Uh..” Yamaguchi gathers himself, clears his throat and sits up straight, almost regretting when he meets Y/n’s eyes. “I can help you with your makeup- as a m-model of course.” He specifies. Y/n’s eyes widen and he mouth hangs agape. “You really don’t have to!” she blurts. Yamaguchi’s heart sinks. Of course. Why would she me to model of all people. Theres as reason she hasn’t asked you, idiot.

“Not because I wouldn’t want you to!” she corrects after seeing him deflate in his seat. “I- I just don’t want you to feel pressured into doing something you don’t want to! Thats- uh- that’s why I haven’t asked you before because you are always so nice and helpful! And I- I didn’t want you to feel pressured to do anything you didn’t want to for my sake!” she clarifies with her hand fiddling with the bottom of her uniform.

“Then why do you ask me all the time?” Tsukishima chimes in. Y/n’s head and personality does a 180 as she whips her head to face him.

“Beacause, you are an asshole and it’s fun to annoy you, duh.” She states like it’s obvious before she turns back to Yamaguchi. “I would love to have you as my model, if you would have me of course.” Yamaguchi gulps and nods his head, trying to ignore what other meanings ‘if you would have me’ could have out of context. Damn, Tsukki was right. I am whipped. “Yay!” she says with a little hand clap. “I’m so excited! Text me when you can come over! I’m free most days!” Wait. Shit. Shit, shit shit! Yamaguchi, in all his newfound confidence (and pressure from his best friend) forgot that he most likely would be modeling at a house. Probably hers and most likely alone. What the hell did I get myself into?

Yamaguchi never thought a door would be so intimidating. Just knock! He tells himself. It’s not hard! He gulps. Welp. Here goes everything, I guess. He slowly raises his shaking fist to the door, just for it to swing open and make Yamaguchi jump in the air like a scared cat from a cartoon. “Hey Yams! Come on in!” She ushers, not noticing, or caring about his skittish reaction as she grabs his hand and takes him to her room.

Before he has time to really panic that ‘y/n is holding my hand, oh my freaking god! What if it’s gross? What if im sweaty? Whatifwhatifwhatif-’ He’s already in her room- which bring in a whole new set of worries. Holy shit I'm in a girls room. Holt shit. I’m in Y/N’s room. I”M IN Y/N’s ROOM. It’s not like he hasn’t been in her room before. As kids, the trio of Tsukishima, Y/n and Yamaguchi, would fight over the correct names of dinosaurs and who got to be the pterodactyl when playing with Tsukishima’s toy dinos between these four walls. The four walls, which now were painted and decorated with anime posters and pictures of her favorite idols along with some of her most treasured art works you made over the years instead of the many, many, many scribbles from half baked drawings in crayon and marker that she hid from her parents with the pictures she drew in class. He remembers you bursting into class one day a few years ago, excited to tell them that even though her parents knew of the childish scribbles you made on the wall in bouts of ‘artistic genius’ they offered to help you redecorate and paint over it .

It makes him realize how long it has been since you really spent time together.

Has it really been that long?

How far has he really drifted from you?

“Earth to Yamaguchi?” Yamaguchi snaps his head to Y/n’s voice. Shit. How long has she been talking? “There you are!” she giggles.

“Oh, i’m sorry!” he apologizes as he rubs the back of his neck. “ I just got distracted by…yknow,” he gestures to the ‘new’ redecortaed room. “All of this. It’s kind of hard to recognize without the big lion drawing on that wall.” he points.

“It was a superhero!” she corrects as he chuckles. “I can’t tell you which one it was supposed to be though.” she admits meekly. “Now come on!’ she encourages as she plops down on her rug. “Sit right here.” she points to the spot right in front of her

. “O-Okay.” he gulps and obeys, trying not to relish in the fact that he’s barely a foot away from his crush, in a house that’s empty but the two of them.

“So, I was wondering if you had any restrictions before we start?” Y/n aks as she begins to lay out her products.

“Restrictions?”

“Y’know, things you really don’t feel comfortable with. Like I won’t give you clown makeup or anything!” she promises. “But I do have a more extravagant out-of-this-world idea when it comes to you.” Out of this world? Yamguchi questions. “Oh! And I want it to be a surprise! Not because of anything bad I just really wanna see you reaction to your final look! I understand if you aren’t comfortable with that of course!” her voice starts to speed up, much like his when he feels like his is rambling on and on. “I am really grateful for you being here and letting me do this and i certainly don’t-

” “Hey.” Yamaguchi places his hand on hers, out of pure instinct, but draws it back after both pairs of eyes drifted down to them. “I- I really don’t mind either way! To be honest!” Yamaguchi reveals with a large, friendly grin as Y/n’s shoulders relax and a soft smile reaches her face.

“Okay, got it!” She says cheerfully as she pulls out a few more products from her makeup bag. “And Yamaguchi?” She turns to face him.

“Hmm?”

Her eyes meet his as she softly speaks.

“Thank you for being here. It really means a lot to me.” She tucks her hair behind her ear. “I..really miss you, y’know?”

Yamaguchi swears he’s never seen something as ethereal as she is right now, her figure doused by the sunset peeking through the window on her left, a sheepish, shy smile complimenting her relaxed and welcoming body.

His lips move on their own as he opens them to say “Y/n, i-”

“Oh this is just your shade!” she announces. “Don’t you think?” she asks as she puts a dollop of what Yamaguchi believes to be foundation on his wrist and rubs it in. “It fits perfectly!” She exclaims. oh. “Yeah, it does.” He agrees, with a pitch of sadness in his voice that he hopes isn’t recognizable.

As Y/n starts working on his face Yamaguchi can’t help but to slip into those deprecating thoughts that follow him around like a shadow and take him by force into the darkness. Especially in times like this.

She doesn’t like you like that! It’s very obvious, even an idiot like you should be able to see that!

She doesn’t even want you here! She’s just being polite!

She thinks you are HIDEOUS, remember? DISEASED!

Yamaguchi does what he can to combat the demons in his head and the subtle stinging in his eyes.

“And just a few drops of concealer!” she states as she blends the creamy liquid under his eyes. “But-” Yamaguchi starts. Y/n lets out a slight “hmm?” as she looks through her makeup for a specific item. “I-I don’t think that would be enough.” He stammers as her eyes meet his figure once again. “To y’know,” he gulps. “cover all of this” he motions to his cheeks. “What do you mean?” she asks. He bites his lip as a woeful look crept over her face.

“Yamaguchi..” she utters in a sorrowful tone, like she’s comforting a child. He can’t stand to look at her when she uses this voice, he already feels on the verge of tears

. “Is that why you wanted me to do your makeup? To cover your freckles?” He nods into his shoulders. “I-” she sighs. “I’m sorry, Yams. I can’t do that. It’s not right.” Yamaguchi quickly meets her eyes.

“W-what? Why?”

She shakes her head. “Your freckles are a part of you Yamaguchi. You’ve had them all your life and they are what makes you you. I’m not gonna hide them. I thought you told me you stopped worrying about your freckles in middle school.”

I did, for the most part. But it’s different when the love of your life basically calls you ugly.

He opens his mouth to say something, but bites his lip in shame. She starts to put her makeup into her bag. “You can ask someone else, but I can’t do that. I just can’t.” Yamaguchi is being pulled every which way by his emotions .Confusion, anger, hurt, guilt. So much so he blurts out half baked words;

“Do you think I'm hideous and disgusting?”

Y/n whips her head around from the makeup she was placing away. “What?! No! Of course not! Where did you get that id-”

“I heard you!” he says, once again far too loud. “I-in the hallway near the lockers.” he says in a much more calm and rational manner. “I wasn’t- I really wasn’t trying to eavesdrop, I just wanted to say hi!” he looks away, at the floor, at the ceiling- at the abundance of plushies on her bed, anywhere but the disappointed face he expects to see “But you were talking to your friend about your freckles and how you try so hard to cover them and get rid of them and how they are disgusting, and shitty!” He’s facing her now but he can only focus on how much it hurts.The words piling and piling out, red hot from years and years of painful silence- stabbing him, branding him with the fear and self hatred he already harbored since he was young. “And you- you only have a handful of them while- while i have a freaking constellation on my face! And I-” he wipes his face, now aware of the outgoing tears. “I can’t get rid of them! No matter how many times I try to hide them, no matter how many times I try to pick them off they- they always return! And I can’t change that! No matter how many times I try! And I do try, so so fucking hard So if you- the most beautiful person thinks that they are ugly in any way shape or form, then what does that make me?!” The tears are blurring his vision now, blinding him from the horrified look on Y/n’s face, eyes wide with her own tears starting to simmer- but Yamaguchi can’t find himself to care. “I- just want to be-” he chokes as he gasps for air. “I just want to be enough for you!” he wails. “That’s all I ever wanted to be! And- and you are just so perfect in every way! How can i?” he sniffles and hiccups, calming down where he can only see her tear stricken face.

“How can I ever be enough for you?”

And suddenly, it was never about his freckles.

No, it was about a boy, a boy locked away in the tower of his own head, beaten black and blue by his demons wanting love- wanting to just be enough for someone. For anyone.

For her

For himself.

And he just opened the floodgates

What have I done?

Yamaguchi barely recognizes her touch embracing him at first, as reality settles in fast and hard, grounding him and shattering him. Shattering all the resolve he’s built up for years and years leaving him defenseless in her arms. What have I done? Oh my god.

What have I done?

“I’m so- so sorry!” She cries into his arms, but he sits still paralyzed by fear, regret and everything he doesn’t know. About her. About him. About the two of them. What have I done? “Tadashi!” she calls “Tadashi, please.” He shakes his head, trying to self medicate and take himself out of his trance. “I’m so sorry.” he whispers into the air, avoiding her eyes. She shakes her head. “Tadashi please.” she sobs. “Look at me.” she begs as he lifts his head a little bit. She holds his chin lightly and looks into his eyes. “Tadashi please, listen to me.” His eyes finally meet hers and she can see him coming through. “Tadashi, you have always been enough. Always have been and always will be.” she sniffles. “God, I'm so fucking in love with you.”

What?

“I- I know, I know it’s crazy but I loved you since the day we met, Tadashi. I remember feeling so alone- and i was so freaking awkward- sitting under that tree, drawing. I was watching all the other kids play and I felt so alone, but then like a ray of sunshine, you walked over and told me you liked the picture I was drawing of my dog. I just was so enamored of the little boy with big eyes and the cutest freckles. I might not have known it then, but I've known for a little while that I'm head over heels for you. And I wouldn’t have it any other way.” she reveals as she wipes her eyes on her shirt. Her eyes locked on his, he could barely register anything she said past “I’m so fucking in love with you.”

“I’m so fucking in love with you.”

“With me?”

She giggles as she lightly punches his arm. “Yes, you! Who else?” she confirms as he gulps. He didn’t mean to say that out loud. “But why? I’m not-” She makes a buzzer noise and shakes her head. “Yamaguchi, you are the nicest, most hardworking, most outgoing, amazing person I know. I’m lucky to have you in my life.” Yamaguchi feels his face heating up by the second. “You were the one always encouraging me to do my best with my art and supporting me even when I never though I could do it. You are the first one I want to come to when I have good or bad news and the first one I share my art pieces with. It’s you Yamaguchi.”Once again Yamaguchi feels the pricking of tears in his eyes, but for a different reason this time. she chuckles and leans into an awkward laugh. “Wow, it feels so strange finally saying that out loud after all those years. I thought it was obvious after all the times I was caught staring at you in class, and all the times I suddenly became super clumsy around you. Hell, I was terrified of even being alone with you like this that’s why I never asked you to- “ she pauses, seeing tears swell up in his eyes, again. “Eh? No, please don’t cry!” she begs as Yamaguchi lets out a soft laugh.

“I’m just so happy. I loved you for so long, Y/n.” he reveals as he wipes his eyes.

Y/n gulps. “Shit.” she utters.

“What?” he says alarmed.

“This means Tsukishima’s right. We are two pining idiots.” she reveals as Yamaguchi throws back a laugh.

“He gave you the talk too?”

She groans. “Only like every other day! I’m surprised he never spilled to either of us. No wonder why he was always so annoyed.” she giggled. Y/n clears her throat, sits straight and pushes up her imaginary glasses. “I’ve watched you simp for way too long, any longer i’m going to demand compensation. 500 yen every time I see you staring at him, 1000 for every dreamy sigh and fluttering of the eyelashes and 1500 for every time you complain about ‘how it’s illegal to be that cute.” she mimic in her best Tsukishima voice

Yamaguchi cackles “No, no no,” he corrects between breaths of laughter. “It’s like..” he clears his throat as he preforms a slightly better Tsukishima impersonation. “All this endless pining has to be a kink or some shit- and I didn’t fucking consent.” Y/n clutches her sides in laughter as Yamaguchi makes sure he processes every second of this moment, one he’s deemed to replay time and time again. Just the two of them acting like fools again, just like they did before- but now without the fear of rejection and being vulnerable. Yamaguchi could never dream of something more beautiful.

She waves her hand in his face as he snaps back to reality.

“Huh?” he questions as she laughs.

“Yamaguchi, I swear you have the attention span of a goldfish.” she teases as she nudges him.

“Yamaguchi?” he repeats slowly as she cocks her head.

. “Yes? That’s your name?” she states as he shakes his head.

“That’s not what you called me earlier.” Her face tints red as a goofy grin takes over her face. “Okay, Tah-da-shi!” she gives his nose a little boop per syllable as the same red tint and goofy grin transfers to him.

“What I was trying to ask before you went all space cadet on me was if Tsukishima actually said that.” she asks. “Hmm,” he hums as he taps his pointer finger on his chin.

“Depends if the part about you staring at me and sighing dreamily was true.” he questions with a raised eyebrow and a smirk, suddenly confident. Her jaw drops as she stammers.

“Who- who allowed you to smirk like that?”

“Who allowed you to be all cute and flustered?”

“Stoppp!” she whines as she hides her face as he chuckles. “You know what!” she announces. “I did stare at you in class.” she admits as she pokes his chest. “You and all your cute freckles. I always tried counting them but always lost count or felt like a creep for staring. But-” she inches closer to his face. “I couldn’t help it, I've always been a sucker for pretty boys like you.” he gulps.

“Y-you think i’m pretty?” he whispers as she hums in agreement.

“Well you- you can count them now if- if you’d like.” he offers, hoping to all gods his voice didn’t crack like he thought it just did. “I’d love to.” she mumps and closes the distance and places a kiss on his cheek, and on one of his freckles.

“One.”

Another freckle

“Two.”

Another freckle

“Three.”

Another freckle

“Four-”

Yamaguchi couldn’t take it anymore and leaned in and kissed her on the lips. Time felt like it slowed for him as he savored every moment of her sweet, soft lips on his. It was short and sweet, but left them breathless all the same and left them smiling into each other as they caught their breath.

“Hey Tadashi?”

“Yeah?”

“What did you mean earlier? About the hallway?”

Shit. He forgot about that.

“Uh…” he bites his lip. “It doesn’t really matter, how about we just keep kissing, yeah?” he diverts as she stops him, placing her hand on his chest with a giggle.

“Ah-ah-ah. None of that.”

he pouts. “So.. what you are saying is you don’t wanna kiss me?” he retorts, biting his lip, holding in a giggle of his own

. “I definitely did not say that, Yamaguchi.”

“Tadashi.” he corrects

“Tadashi.” she repeats, playfully rolling her eyes. “I’m serious. I wanna clear it all up right now so there's no more misunderstandings with us, okay?”

Yamaguchi sighs. “Fineeee. But please don’t make a big deal or laugh at me or anything, okay?” She frowns. “Why would I ever laugh at you?” He shrugs and takes a deep breath in.”I might have heard you in the hallway a few days ago talking about how much you hate your freckles and how you think they are shitty, and gross. You said you just use makeup to cover them so I thought you could do that for me? And when you said you wouldn’t it made me feel-” he stops as he sees her covering her mouth in what he only assumes could be an attempt to hold back her laughter. “You said you wouldn’t laugh!” he whines.

“I'm not-” she starts, and attempts to act composed, but with little avail as laughter seeps through the cracks and she begins to howl in laughter as Yamaguchi crosses his arms. “I’m sorry- I really am!” she says between gasps of laughter. “But- but you think- you think these are freckles?” she questions, pointing to what Yamaguchi believes is a freckle on her face. He nods dumbly. “Yeah…what else would they be?”

“Acne!” she exclaims. “Blackheads, to be exact! Dirt, grease, grime and sweat that crept into my pores and clogged them!”

“What.”

Y/n throws her head back in laughter. “So you were so worried over nothing! This,” she takes a deep breath in to regain composure. “This is why we don’t eavesdrop.”

“I wasn’t trying to! I- I just wanted to say hi! I-It’s really not my fault you talk so loud!’ He pouts as he crosses his arms and looks away.

“Tadashi, you are so cute. Worrying over what lil ole’ me thinks.” she pinches his cheeks. “I’m not-” he nudges her grabby hand off of him with his shoulder and sits up straight, trying to maintain the smidge of dignity he has left.

“I’m not cute, first of all. Second, your ‘lil ole opinions’ mean a lot to me, if you didn’t get that earlier.” he reveals, blushing. “I wasn’t lying when I said that my freckles stopped bothering me in middle school. It's not easy to just forget and get over something I struggled with all my life.” he references to earlier. Hearing you say- or at least thinking I heard you say how much you hate them really hurt me, as much as I hate to admit. I know it’s pathetic-”

“It’s not.” she interrupts.

“It’s really not. We all have our insecurities, we all have our demons, we all have our limits. One thing that those things all have in common is the tendency people have to ignore them or pretend they don't exist.” She explains. “It’s so much easier to do then accept them, because when you finally do,” she looks into his eyes. “You learn to overcome them. It may take ages, and you may never fully get over them. But it’s a sure lot more than what most people are able to do. And you,” she pokes his chest. “Are so much stronger than you believe. Admitting your insecurities, looking them in the eye and accepting that although they may bother you some now, they don’t have half as much of a hold on you than before. It’s amazing, Tadashi. You are amazing.”

In that moment he knew that he may never feel enough for anyone or anything 24/7 and may feel the ups and downs that life will inevitably bring- but he has her and she’ll be around to remind him that he is, and that is all he needs.

“Now that that’s settled, time to finish your look!” she cheers as she claps her hands.

“Wait, what?” he questions. “I thought you didn’t wanna do my makeup anymore after I told you I wanted my freckles covered?” she shakes her head. “Nope.” she says, popping the ‘p’ at the end. “I think it’s more important to do it now than ever!” she exclaims with a smile engulfing her face. How was Yamaguchi supposed to say no to that?

“O-okay!”

Thump

Tsukishima couldn’t sleep. If you’d ask him why, he’d probably say it’s because a headache (even though the he’s bouncing a volleyball against his wall causing loud thumps guaranteed to make any headache immensely worse.) and under no circumstance him worrying for his best friend who, earlier acted like he had a date with death, instead of a date with his crush.

‘it’s not a date! Just two people hanging out and doing makeup! Just friendly activities!” Yaaguchi whined as he closed his locker. Tsukishima rolled his eyes and sighed. “I don’t give a fuck. But if you two don't walk into class together holding hands i’m having Shrimpy serve a spike on your fat, dumb head.” he promises and walks away as he hears Yamaguchi complain about not having a fat head and Hinata (who came out of nowhere- as per usual) get all mad about being called Shrimpy even though he was never directly mentioned.

Hmm. Maybe Tsukishima does have a headache. A Yamaguchi sized one.

THWACK

The volleyball he was tossing bounced back past his hands- and onto his face. God damn it. He tosses the ball off of his bed and grabs his phone, in need of a mindless distraction that won’t bruise his face and break his glasses.

Oh? A mention from Yamaguchi? Isn’t he supposed to be with Y/n right now?

He clicks on it and it's the absolute last thing he’d ever expect to see.

A picture of Yamaguchi, shyly looing into the camera with the most bashful smile he’s ever seen on the boy, and a mirage of of pinks, blues and purples decorating his face, with spreckels of silver littering his face with lines connecting them, almost mirroring his freckles-no;

They were stars.

A galaxy

A Constellation.

But the most surprising feat in the photo was Y/n with he arms around his neck, looking into his eyes with nothing but clear admiration and content, with sloppy dots- freckles- across her face that she most likely had Yamaguchi do for her with makeup, ones that almost matched his everyday look. Below the picture was a caption reading;

My Galaxy Boy

With sparkles following and preceding the words. He scoffs and shakes his head playfully. That's so y/n. The he scrolls down to see where Yamaguchi tagged him;

@Tskeishima Is my fat head safe?

He smirks as he types;

@sweetyamagashi For now.

Took yall long enough.

#haikyuu #yamaguchi x reader #haikyuu yamaguchi #maevesoriginals

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gale-gentlepenguin · 1 year

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Gale Reviews: ML Season 5 episode 17 Adoration

(Spoilers as this episode is out before other ones)

-Andre bonding with the child Audrey the supposed love of his life had with another man.

-I pity that man, changed everything about himself for love… it’s actually kind of sad. Because it’s clear he fell for the wrong person.

-Zoe got someone she is in love with. I’d say it’s Marinette, because she has LITERALLY no other people she has seen interacting with. But I doubt it will appear since this is an international show. So my bet is they will imply it without saying it, plus, Zoe doesn’t show the photo she was gonna bury.

-oh so Zoe is in 8th grade while Marinette is in 9th grade. So at least that conforms Audrey cheated on Andre AFTER having Chloe, Damn

-so those two are the reps. Also. Marc is a year younger than them. Interesting

-oh the zoenette is strong in this one

-The storage of all the gifts she made for Adrien, which needs cleaning out. Guess Marinette chilled out about things. Good on her.

-huh… this is the first time we actually get a full on tour of her room. (We see it a lot, but never knew how she divided her stuff up. Neat.

-Oh the hidden adrien simp board is new. Love the touch. (I love the little sticky drawings)

-That probably hurt Zoe more than she would let on.

-not gonna lie I know Andre isn’t his real name, but I get why he changed it. It’s a mouthful.

-the butlers name is Armand!?

-Zoe knows everyone in the hotel. Good. Glad that girl is respectful to the people that help run the place. (Zoe + 3 respect)

-And Chloe and Sabrina are there… what a shock (not really)

- Yea the show really just removed any and all character development they had for Chloe and squeezed it into Zoe. Points for Zoe standing up to Chloe.

-At least Audrey is still in character.

-Andre really be like (I prefer the daughter that was born from another man banging my wife than my own) points to the Simp mayor

-I take it back Anax as a nickname sounds kind of dope

-You ever just see a character on screen and hope a piano falls on him? Yes I’m talking about Gabriel that sterilized tampon

-now Nathalie here being the GOAT with only one line. Respect for Nathalie. Girl really gave up on her simp tendencies and decided to just be the mother Adrien needs

-Gabriel really be the worst. Looks like Lila gonna cook up something

-seems Zoe forgot about the photo is out. Which I bet will cause a misunderstanding with her hiding it.

-What exactly does Sabrina have morals in? Also side note, PUNCHING BAG?! Really?

-Yea, Chloe just be mustache twirling evil

-Vanisher is back and with Dog powers

-Lila literally plotted an akumatization.

-if I had a dollar for everytime Someone couldn’t tell Marinette they were in love with her. I’d have 2 nickles. Which isn’t a lot but weird it happened twice

-Marinette is pretty clever figuring out all the details… EXCEPT THE FACT THAT ITS HER!?

-Marinette shows she supports Love is Love.

-Op she thought it was a he, to bad Marinette you failed the game. Rip.

-wait did Marinette just condone polyamory? I might have read that wrong

-Marinette consulting Alya on the matter

-oh so that’s how Marinette gets the assumption it’s Adrien. To be fair, I’d have come to that conclusion at some point to.

-oh I can feel the awkward situation coming in 3…2….1….

-Zoe, thinking (wow I reall fell for a simp)

-ah yes the cringe is finally here, now to spend the next Hour trying to watch the episode.

-OOOO A MONTAGE, so how many items can be retrieved via one whistle blow

- They really replaced Luka with Nino. Wait… DOES THAT MEAN WHAT I THINK IT MEANS! Was the truth finally revealed?!

-I get the plan now, they are framing her for stealing stuff. So basically what Lila did in the episode Ladybug. That’s not surprising but also kind of mid. I was expecting more pizzaz. Side note, Zoe was with her the whole time? Also why would she steal from her parents?

-The Chloe accusing her part was clever, because the motive of Chloe walking in to yell at Marinette is very believable

- okay I take it back, this plan has Pizzaz. But the fact everyone sort of just believes it even her own parents? Like come on? And with an akuma litterally anything is possible.

-And Marinette caught on, sees vanisher thanks to the flowers.

-Chloé legit has a Gold phone?!

-Zoe is taking the blame! Zoe no!?

-Oh! Vanisher can just call back whatever she wants. Proof is in the pudding. Good thing Marinette is ladybug. Piñata time!!! Viva piñata

-yum ladynoir crumbs

- Rip Luka’s guitar

-Chloe now getting stared down

-So confession time!

-Well she never outright say it… but She pretty much says it and Marinette confirms it though turns her down. I’m surprised they did that much

-I was complaining earlier about subtlety but this was tastefully done.

-I FUCKING KNEW SHE WAS DOWN BAD SINCE DAY ONE!

-Good on Zoe for encouraging Marinette. Even though she got turned down. But at least it was canon

-Oh damn Marinette is gonna confess

-SHE DID IT FOLKS! She fucking did it! And Adrien is receptive! Will we get a kiss!?

-GABRIEL YOU COCKBLOCKING FUCKING PIECE OF GARBAGE! I WILL END YOU!

-My heart breaks for Marinette

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7/10

It was a fine episode, I think a lot of it felt padded out, and while I enjoyed the first few minutes and the LAST few minutes were epic. The rest of the episode felt… meh.

Yea Adrien is a sentimonster. There is no denying it. Like I’m sorry for the hood outs. This episodes ending confirmed it completely. Which may be the reason I’m not gonna rate it higher.

#miraculous ladybug #ml #ml spoilers #adoration #ml adoration #ml adoration spoilers

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silvfyre-writings · 3 months

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Genichirou Thoughts (Bungou Stray Dogs)

Time for Fyre’s Genichirou thoughts! I don't know how much sense this will make, but I'll try my best. Note that these are my personal thoughts. I love studying characters (although this is my first time sharing thoughts), so feel free to discuss with me!! :D

To start with, I am a baby when it comes to BSD, cause I have only been in the fandom since season 4 aired last year, and boy it’s been a ride, especially when it comes to Genichirou’s character. Because my first ever encounter with him was during the Untold Origins where he made a cameo—and well, from the comments on that episode, I legitimately thought he must’ve been the worst character on earth. Like, Shou Tucker bad, that’s how much hate Genichirou was getting on this episode.

And for the longest time, I avoided his character because of that (I wasn’t yet caught up on the series), but then I finally reached Genichirou’s first proper appearance and suddenly I was more confused than anything. At first glance, a drunken, exuberant man wanting to uphold the justice of what he believed to be the truth at the time. At a deeper glance, a complex and interesting character, yet I still refused to give him the time of day because the fandom hated him.

Then I met a certain someone who loves Genichirou, asked some questions about his character, and yeah, that was that, I now love this man and his complexity.

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With a newfound appreciation for Genichirou’s character, I went back and looked into him more deeply (mostly because I wanted to write fics, and needed to understand him more), and found him quite the interesting character. Because underneath that drunken, joking persona of his, is a man who has been traumatised and hurt by the world and his closest friend, and it changed him drastically.

As a child, we see Genichirou as a happy child, he has fun, he’s friends with Fukuzawa, and he seems to genuinely enjoy his life. But then he becomes a soldier and that’s where things change.

To start with the obvious; his relationship with Fukuzawa. Genichirou tries and fails to convince Fukuzawa to go to war with him, which puts a strain on their friendship, but ultimately what I took away from that, is despite him being upset with Fukuzawa, he still respected Fukuzawa’s decision.

I personally think that it was the lack of contact that fractured their friendship instead of this decision as I see people think, especially since in the recent chapter, Genichirou apologised for not staying in touch.

The next is the war. I don’t think I need to explain that much, since we all have a solid understanding of it, and how it changed Genichirou. Genichirou says himself that “it was in that battlefield, that I was born” which is a pretty powerful message in itself. War changes people, that’s a fact, and Genichirou is no different. He went to war, witnessed the brutality and futility of it, and it changed him, it gave him a goal, which is the goal we strive to see him complete within the series.

Genichirou’s goal is a world without war, as we learnt in 112, after receiving a vision from Amenogozen, and his way of doing that was by making himself out to be the villain to try and unite the world into stopping him. In a way, similar to how William (MtP) works to unite London by becoming the villain if you need someone to compare to. Some would say that Genichirou’s goal of ridding the world of war by becoming its villain is the actions of a morally grey character. Some would say it’s an anti-hero. Personally, I think it’s a mixture of both. Mostly because unlike other morally gray/anti-hero characters we see (William Moriarty, Eren Jaeger, Lelouch vi Britannia, and Koko Hekmatyar to name a few), Genichirou worked alone.

Yes, he’s the head of the DOA, and yes, Teruko knew of his plans, but really, he worked alone to make his plan work.

The main issue with Genichirou’s goal is that he worked alone, but despite that, with the state of the current arc, we can’t say his goal failed or not yet. For that to be certain, we simply need to be patient and wait for the next arc. I would say though, that while his goal may not have succeeded as intended, he still managed to succeed in some aspect. The world will change because of his actions, but it remains to be seen how it will change (I am choosing the 2 hours later part until we know more).

As for why this goal of a world without war exists, well we have the sword, Amenogozen to thank for that, as it showed Genichirou a vision of a battle so terrible, that it prompted him into having this goal in the first place. The problem with this vision, is that we don’t know when Genichirou was shown the vision. All we know is that this fight takes place 36 years after he was shown the vision, which shows the severity of the situation for Genichiro to take action when he does.

All in all, Genichirou is not a simple character, and never was; he's always been complex, and always will be. We see him laughing, we see him joking, we see him caring, and we've seen him brutally stab his childhood friend, and cause the Agency so much pain with his actions. I truly think Asagiri has done well in writing his character, and I’ll be genuinely sad to see his arc end.

That’s my thoughts, thank you for sticking around, I probably didn’t make much sense, but I tried, and I wish to share

#bsd #bungo stray dogs #fukucho ouchi #analysis #kind of #more of thought sharing

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hrts4eddieee · 2 years

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Braces free// Eddie Munson x fem!reader

Summary: you get your braces off and surprise your boyfriend Eddie.

Writing this cause I’m getting my braces off tomorrow finally and im excited so!!

Warnings: pure fluff

Word count: 1k

(Not proofread )

You smile

Into The mirror of Eddie’s van , looking at your teeth you just got your braces off after two long years of getting them tightened, not being able to smoke as much , being careful doing some actives with Eddie , getting cheeks cut open , you are finally free of the metal restraints, you giggle to yourself excitedly as you put your seatbelt on and step on the gas driving back to Eddie’s , you told him you were hanging out with robin you wanted to surprise him with the new look , he never cared about the braces he thought you looked nice with them and always helped you with appointments or if you were in pain , but you both know it makes some stuff more difficult having to be careful but he doesn’t care he loves you anyways braces or not.

You pull into the trailer park driving eddies shitty run down van , you look over and see max outside feeding the dog that hangs around the park you beep the horn causing the redhead to jump and look up “hi max” you yell over with a smile “oh hay y/n” she says with a smile “eddies got hellfire tonight do you wanna hang out with me” you yell to her , you and max got close after her close brush with death , she’s a sweet kid she deserves better then this shit whole town “yeah of course I just rented back to the future of you wanna watch it” she yells back I nod with a smile “I’ll bring the snacks” you yell back as you pull into eddie’s small dirt driveway hitting the breaks , you take the keys out take off your seatbelt and check your teeth in the mirror once more before getting out of the van kicking away stray beer cans that were littered around the trailer, you walk up the steps and into the trailer your ears are immediately met with Eddies strumming of his guitar you smile to yourself placing your handbag on the small kitchen table

“Hay sweetheart is that you I’ve missed you”

You hear Eddie’s sweet voice yell out you have a plan that causes you not to talk so you keep your mouth shut and dont say anything walking over to the fridge you grab a beer “not gonna say hello to me” eddie says in a teasing manner you turn around to see the long haired boy standing infrot of you with his arms crossed over his chest covering his hellfire shirt , you shrug plaguing the beer to your lips walking past him and making you way to his bedroom , you hear Eddie’s foot steps behind you following you in confusion he watches as you flip onto his bed your body spread out ,

What the fuck why won’t she talk to me

I think as I slowly make my way over to y/n I don’t wanna make her mad so I gently sit beside her on my bed placing my hand on her back rubbing comforting circles “did somthing happen with robin” i offer confused….no answer what is going on “are you ok” i ask more worry in my voice then I mean to let out…again no answer I roll my eyes “com’ here” I say pulling her body into mine sitting in my crossed legs her back on my chest I play with her hair I hate seeing her sad especially if I’m the reason “y/n sweetheart what’s wrong talk to me” I beg into her ear she shakes her head causing me to let out a sigh “princess please just let me know what’s going on yeah please I’m here” I say she could tell me anything..literally anything , she shifts out of my lap And onto the bad in front of me her legs also crossed she looks up into my eyes not saying anything just staring at for a while I start to get really worried until I see a small smile creep onto her pretty lips I let out a breathy chuckle “what’s going on” i ask more confused then I am in ms.oDonald’s class she looks down “I wasn’t with robin” she whispers and i swear I can feel my heart go into my feet “what” I ask with a hit if hurt..she wouldn’t would she “what are you talking about y/n sweetheart what is going on” i ask tears starting to form she springs her head up “oh no no baby no I was uh…I was” she stutters before looking into my eyes and smiling at me I look over her face my eyes landing on her teeth…wait… my eyes widen and i put my hands up to her mouth pulling at her lips and cheeks pulling her mouth open wider causing her to laugh “you got your braces off” I say excitedly she nods with a bigger smile on her face “I know look my bear teeth can you believe it” she jokes I chuckle tackling her into the bed “they look amazing” I say forcing her mouth open again running my finger along her top row of teeth she giggles “that feels weird” she says I chuckle and grab her hands Putting them into mine “do they hurt” i ask she shrugs “a little bit but not a lot I’m glad they are off” she says pulling our hands up to her mouth kissing mine I smile “you scared me for a second” I say with a chuckle she looks at my confused “when you said you weren’t with robin” I elaborate she pouts “yeah sorry probably not the best way to tell you I guess sorry Ed’s” she says I laugh and shske my head “your gorgeous y/n braces or no braces” i whisper into her ear she smiles pulling me into a kiss , “that feels different” I say when we pull away she nods “I know right” she says with a nose scrunch I smile down at her “i love you y/n I love you so much” I say rubbing my fingers over her lip she pecks me lips “I love you to eddie munson so much”

We cuddle for the rest of the day until I have to go to hellfire…she really is pretty braces or not I will always love her.

#eddie munson #eddie my beloved #joseph quinn #stranger things #eddie stranger things #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #fanfic #stranger things imagine #eddie x reader

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✬Evie Story Teaser✬

Word Count: 2109

cw/tw: night terrors, flashbacks, light talks/mention of multiple types of ab*se (physical and sexual), ptsd episode, mentions sh, has swearing

a/n: anything intalics is spoken in English.

March 20, 2021

Evie wakes up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat and she bolts up in bed and lets out the loudest scream she’s ever made in her life and starts to hyperventilate. Her corgi, Aurora, comes jumping onto her bed and lays on her lap to try and get her to calm down but Evie is having vivid flashbacks and doesn’t even notice the dog. She starts crying and hugs her knees tightly to her chest, causing the dog to instead lay next to her staring at her owner helplessly, as she starts to tremble. There’s some knocking on her door from one of the boys but she doesn’t notice.

Evie just woke up from a memory like dream and it reminds her why she hasn’t been sleeping much since what happened right before her hiatus. Aurora starts to lick the back of Evie’s hands as she cries into her knees. She’s remembering all the times she’s been beaten down, both in a literal and verbal sense, and just used and hurt. Evie starts to dig her nails into her skin and rock as her mind continues racing and is flooded with all of the bad she’s been trying to run from all these years. She is more specifically remembering why she went on this hiatus to begin with.

A few weeks before this Evie had been sexually harassed by a man who claimed to really love her and her group. He groped her lightly and tried to do more but she slapped him across the face as hard as she could. She then shoved him and screamed at him calling him an awful person and running to one of her staff members, who had left her only for a few moments. When the staff asked her why she looked so scared and stressed Evie just calmly told them she wanted to go back home and they then quickly finished what they needed to do and then escorted her back to her dorm room. She has yet to tell anyone about what happened because at the time she didn’t think it was that big of a deal, but clearly it was if it caused her to get like this. She shakes her head crying.

The knocking is more insistent and she could hear a voice from behind the door. Concerned, gentle, urgent, tone saying something she can’t quite make out as she continues to rock and claw at her skin until she bled. She knows she has to talk about this with her therapist sooner now than she originally planned to and she’s not looking forward to it. Evie can hear someone at her door finally breaking from her spell in her mind.

“Evs? Evs, ya ok?” the voice calls from the door again.

Evie speaks barely above a whisper saying, “It’s open…”

The door opens fast and Chan comes running to the side of Evie’s and sitting down swiftly grabbing onto Evie’s hands to make her stop digging at her own skin. He glances around the room for anything to clean up the blood but he can’t find anything so he looks at Evie with gentle concern.

“Ah, Evs, what happened? What’s got you all worked up like this Bug?” Chan asks. “Would you like me to help you clean that?”

“I…” Evie stops and just nods, tears falling still.

Chan gets up and quickly grabs a med kit from Evie’s closet, they decide to keep it there after Chan found out that Evie tends to hurt herself both intentionally and by accident. He starts to clean up the scratches, which were much deeper than he’d thought they would be. Evie was clearly getting lost in her thoughts again so Chan gently rubbed his thumb against her cheek.

“Bug, what happened? Why did you scream?” Chan asks in his quiet gentle older brother tone that always melts Evie’s heart, it always reminds her of Hudson when he gets like this.

“Huds…” was all she could say.

“No Evelyn. It’s Chris not Hudson.”

“Huds…!?” She then just burst into tears and Chan pulled her into a gentle hug before grabbing his phone and calling Hudson.

“Chris? Why are you calling me at this ungodly hour? Is my sister okay?!” Hudson can be heard speaking extremely fast and concerned.

“Physically? I guess. Mentally? No. She kept saying your name so I decided to video call you.” Chan replies as he props his phone up so Hudson could see his sister and vice versa if she wanted to.

The room falls silent as Evie just sits there staring blankly at Chan’s phone. Hudson tried getting her attention but it didn’t work, Evie was officially lost in her own mind again. Hudson started to pace his room as he watched Chan comfort his sister the best he could. Chan started to sing one of Evie’s favorite songs and she immediately snapped out of it, staring at Chan in awe. She wanted to join him in singing but she couldn’t bring her heart to do it so she just listened to him gently singing to her.

“You remembered…” She whispers as he finishes.

“Of course I did. How could I forget?” he says smiling at her kissing her head very softly. “Are you ready to talk now, Bug?”

Evie reluctantly nods. “I had a very vivid bad dream… It was like part memory, part nightmare…”

Chan sits next to Evie gently and helps Luna, Evie’s other dog onto the bed before speaking in a loving tone. “Would you want to talk about it?”

Evie takes a shaky breath before speaking again. “Exactly two weeks again I had some creepy man…” She trails off for a moment. “Grope me… In the dream things went… farther… I don’t want to…”

“You don’t have to.” Chan cuts her off noticing how uncomfortable she is with this topic. “Did the staff see it happen?”

“No… I smacked him and ran to the staff before it could get worse…” Evie said in a defeated tone. “I’m sorry for not telling you”

“It’s okay, I would never be mad at you for not telling me something right away that traumatized you.”

“But that’s the thing. I didn’t tell you guys because I thought it wasn’t that big of a deal. Like I didn’t think it was bothering me until tonight… If I’m honest though it’s part of the reason I asked for the hiatus…”

“I hope that cunt fucking rots.” Hudson interrupts.

“I think we all do Huddy.” Evie says with a smile when she notices Chan called her brother.

“Thank you for picking up Huddy but I’ll call you in the morning. You have the twins to tend to. I love you.”

“I love you too Evs, call me when you wake up again if you decide to sleep or call me when you plan to make those brownies.” Hudson says before hanging up.

“Did I wake you?” Evie asks anxiously.

“No, I wasn’t asleep yet, I think you woke up Minho though.” Chan responds, causing Evie to frown.

“Another thing happened too… If you want to hear…” Evie starts to trail off and starts to space as she talks.

“Are you ready to talk about it?”

Evie shakes her head no but starts to talk anyway. “During my trainee days when I lived with that one roommate, someone broke in and… hurt me…”

“Hurt you…?” Chan asks gently “Where?”

She shrugged before putting his hand on her cheek and he gently kissed her on her cheek.

“You didn’t deserve that Bug.”

“It gets worse…”

Chan just pulls her into a hug silencing the broken younger idol. Evie allows herself to crumble into him and she starts to gently hit her head off his chest, a common occurrence between the two. He gently puts his hand on the back of her head and pulls her closer to him. Chan can’t help but to feel angry and pained over the fact that Evie had to go through something like this not once but twice. He knows what she means by it gets worse, he doesn’t want her talking about it when she clearly isn’t ready yet. The hiatus and extra therapy is making a lot more sense to him now.

“We don’t need to talk about it Evs, do you want me to call the boys for a movie?” Chan asks when he notices she’s starting to shake.

“No they are sleepin.”

“Then do you want to watch a movie with me?”

“No, you need to sleep.” she said kind of coldly.

“You know I won’t be able to sleep because I’m worried about you.”

“Exactly why I should just never talk about my issues again.” Evie is clearly frustrated with herself.

“Bug, I’m not upset with you.”

“Is Minho awake…?” Evie asks after a few minutes of silence.

“I can go check if you’d like, if he’s not do you want anyone else?”

“Lix or my baby?” she says with a shrug before she lays in the fetal position on her bed.

Chan nods before checking to see who is awake. While Chan is gone Evie takes that time to cuddle close to her dogs and tell them about what happened at the apartment to get it off her chest without having to tell the boys yet.

“He thought I was alone so he tried to…” Before she could finish her thought she heard footsteps and curled tighter into a ball.

The footsteps go away and she continues “He tried to make me… ya know…” then she gestures to her mouth. Her dogs look at her confused.

“Make me ya know. Slob on the knob I guess.” she says before chuckling at her own way of describing it. “I know you guys don’t know what I’m talking about but mama needed to get it off her chest.”

“Mama?” Hyunjin smirks from the doorway causing Evie to nearly jump out of her skin and she chucks a pillow at him.

“Fuck you!” Evie shouts out of fear before taking a deep shaky breath and sitting back up. “I’m sorry… Did I wake you… Did you hear what I said to them…?”

“Yes you woke me, but it’s okay.”

“But did you hear me?”

Hyunjin walks into the room and gives her a hug as he lies and says. “No I didn't, I just walked by when you called yourself mama.”

Just then Chan, Felix, Minho, and Jeongin all walk into the room and they engulf Evie in a group hug. Evie starts crying again. The love these boys show her is something she never thought she’d experience, nor did she expect. She feels extremely undeserving of their friendship.

“Chan said you had a bad dream, is that why you screamed?” Minho asks after the hug breaks off.

“Yeah. I’m sorry for waking you guys. We should get some rest…”

“You seem reluctant to sleep.” Felix observes.

“That’s because I am…” Evie admits quietly while running a hand through her hair, just after Jeongin sneaks in another quick hug.

“Do you want to sleep with one of us?” Hyunjin asks gently, shocking everyone in the room including himself.

“Could I?”

“Who?” Chan asks.

“Lix?”

“Of course! Let’s go.” Felix said eagerly

“Will the staff be mad that I’m switching rooms for the night?” Evie asks with a frown.

Felix flashes a smile “Truthfully, I don’t give a fuck, I miss hanging out and sleeping with you. Let’s go cuddle, bring the dogs with you.”

With that Felix and Jeongin walk out of the room, Hyunjin following after telling Evie goodnight and kissing her on her head. This leaves only Evie, Minho, and Chan left in the room and Evie is shocked to be pulled into a tight embrace from Minho.

“You know, I hear you crying every night right?” he whispers to her hoping the other boys don't hear him.

“I’m sorry… I’ve been through a lot…” Evie tells the younger boy with a sore heart.

“I know noona, and I’m sorry for that. You have us now, never forget that. I love you.” Minho says hugging her tighter than he ever has.

“I love you too Mini.” Evie says, squeezing him back. “Never call me noona again though.”

Minho smiles before taking his turn to leave and Chan walks her to Felix’s room. When she gets there she hugs Chan goodbye and tells him to try and rest. Felix assures the older boy he will take care of Evie before they head to Felix’s room and cuddle until Evie eventually falls asleep watching Felix rest peacefully.

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A request kinda like one you’ve done before I think it was called like “Amazonian Goddess” or something but like Reader x Levi kicking ass in some sort of organization? It can be like some organization against corrupt people in the government or famous people that do really shitty things and Reader x Levi go on missions to exploit and eradicate them. Or sneaking into cult practices and shutting it down( that would probably mess me up for life but makes a good story plot :) ) so yeah they are just so badass taking all these criminals out and killing bad guys and holding hands and kissing while beating the shit out of people… Imagine breaking into a government space and convincing Levi to skip through the halls shooting bad guys… just Levi skipping while holding your hand makes me red

This would be a fun long fic. I'm going to take one part of your ask and do a scene in the cult as I've done a lot of action scenes where we skip around, or Levi kicks the shit out of people with us. Hope you don't mind.

@kenkopanda-art <3

Partners in justice

Pairing: Levi x Fem!Reader

Genre and tags: Romance, established couple, crime-fighting, mentions of a cult, mentions of religion, fluff, disguises.

Concept: You and Levi have infiltrated a cult and are working together to shut it down without the use of weapons. Levi has an itchy trigger finger, but you reassure him that you can solve this situation without guns and knives. You eventually stop the cult without causing an uprising or a bad response.

Slightly inspired by far cry 5

Taglist: @ladycheesington @skittlelover69 @levisbrat25 @li-anne @nbinairyn @nyxiieluna @notgoodforlife @galactict3a @strawberrybunny123 @youre-ackermine @demonsimp6

You bowed your head as you walked past worshippers in the encampment. You enjoyed the warm country breeze going through your hair. You looked up to the mountains and the grand green lands with vast forests climbing up hills towards the mountains.

You left the small camp of worshippers, it was one of many that people lived in who worshipped the father. You and Levi had slipped into the cult, worked your way up the ranks and slowly injected people with doubt. You were ranked so high with Levi that you had your own camp.

Your camp was slowly growing with people who doubted the teachings of the father. You and Levi were helping people leave but appearing loyal to the father and his two disciples. You knew it wouldn't take long to take this cult down.

You and Levi had plans for the future. You were going to shut this cult down and then go off together on a romantic getaway. You were happily married and wanted to be a married couple for a bit on holiday. You wanted a month's break, maybe two.

You crossed a river and through a woodland path until you saw a home in a large field of flowers with a river running by into a lake, views of the mountains and thick woods. You smiled softly wishing this was your forever home. You'd moved around for years with Levi but never settled down. You adored this home and you were hoping that Levi might agree to two months here.

You hurried along the path to see your two dogs run out of the house and turn to their father. You smiled brightly as Levi walked out of the house. You sprinted down the path without Levi knowing your presence. Your dogs noticed you first and then your husband.

Levi lit up in delight before racing towards you. He grabbed you and spun around with you as your dogs barked. "Welcome home!"

You squealed in delight. "Hi honey!"

He put you on your feet. "How did it go?"

You held Levi's hands and sighed. "Good, but I'm getting tired."

"We can go in with our guns. I have all my weapons at the ready."

You hummed a laugh. "No, Levi. We have to take our time."

He huffed a little and pouted. "But bunny."

You cupped his face and wiggled it. "I know, my naughty bear, I know." You kissed him and smiled. "Patience. If we go in firing our guns then innocent people might get hurt. We have to tip the balance." You pressed the end of his nose. "The fewer people who follow, the better. Statistics say that if you pressure cult leaders, they will either make people kill themselves or they will kill them."

Levi hugged you tightly. "I hate how right you are." He released you and held your hand. "A part of me wants this to last because I love our home."

"Me too. I wish this was our forever home, but people need us."

Levi gazed at you. "Well, it can be our base camp home. Our forever home. Our future."

Your eyes sparkled in delight. "Oh please!"

He leaned closer and kissed you. "It's sorted then." He walked with you back to the house. "So, plan for this cult?"

You hummed in thought. "I'm close to making his noting-taking disciple doubt the father. I just need a bit more time. How are you doing with his trainer of soldiers?"

Levi smirked. "Easy. The man is weak. I need one more conversation and this cult crumbles. The father will be by himself."

You clapped your hands together. "Perfection!"

You pressed your back against the wooden wall as you check your ammo. You loaded it into your gun and sighed. "You okay honey?"

Levi lifted up his machine gun and attached it to its holder. "I'm good." He locked it into place and check the chain of bullets. "Remind me how we got here?"

You hummed a laugh. "You punched the father in the face for making a pass at me. He said all women in his cult are his wives, therefore I was his wife."

Levi locked and loaded his gun. "Tch, piece of shit. You're my wife."

You walked over to the ladder up inside the wooden church. "Be careful, okay? I'll sniper them from the roof." You kissed his cheek. "Make me proud."

Levi yanked you close and kissed you passionately. "I'm going to fuck you hard and good after this."

You growled. "You better." You slapped his ass before climbing up the stairs with your gun slung over your shoulder. You clambered onto the roof and lay on your stomach as you softly sang. "God, I love my job." You set up your sniper and fixed your earpiece so you could speak to Levi. "Darling?"

Levi sang your name. "My love!"

You giggled. "I've got my eyes on the last stand against us." You adjusted your scope. "You sure this is the last resort?"

"They wouldn't listen to reason, my love. We have to do this. This is a kill or be killed."

You pouted hard. "But Levi!"

"I know, I know." He chuckled. "You like using your words. Sometimes people won't listen."

You kicked your legs and whined. "I know, I know."

Levi smiled as he checked his setup. "You have an adorable pout on your face, don't you?"

"No!" You sighed. "I'm going to smack your bum after this."

"Please do."

You looked down your scope and hummed. "We're in close range, my love."

Levi gripped his gun tightly. "Give me the word and I'll open fire."

You watched them get closer. "Steady." You smirked as they ran closer with guns at the ready. You watched them fall for your funnelling set-up of things along the way to push them all down one path. "They fell for it. Oh, we've got one going off course."

"Don't you have claymores set up?"

You squealed in delight as one blew up. "I do! Fire my love!" You gasped in delight as the loud bursts of Levi's gun rained out across the field. You watched as the bullets ripped through the front doors and into the heavily armed soldiers wanting to kill you both. "What a man." You moaned. "I love you, Levi."

Levi smirked. "I love you too. Now, show me what you do best. I bet you're kicking your legs right now and you'll clench your delicious thighs when you go to fire."

You giggled and squeezed your thighs before shooting an RPG-wielding soldier. "You know it, my sweet darling."

"Fuck, you're incredible. You have impeccable aim." He moaned. "I love you so much."

You fired again and watched a guy's head go pop. "I love you too. You're so handsome and perfect."

The thunderous sounds of Levi's machine gun came to an end. Silence fell on the land. The birds returned and started singing sweet songs. The pleas of mercy from the father erupted and pierced the air. He declared his lies and that he was not a prophet.

You and Levi sat together on a bench as your team came in and cleared out the cultists who wanted to escape. Levi gave his report to Erwin. Levi walked with you back home where your pups were both waiting. Levi pulled you against him and started slow dancing with you in front of the home as the dogs jumped around you both and barked.

Levi dipped you and smiled. "My love, my darling, you are a delight to love and be with."

You gripped Levi and purred. "I love you so much."

Levi crashed his lips against yours and held you firmly against his body. "Mm, I love you so much."

You giggled. "I love you too."

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