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btnclmrttn · 2 years

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If he accidentally hurt your feelings

I got my first request and I'm so excited to be working on it but imma drop this here for the time being

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Saitama

He was probably joking around and said something out of pocket

If it hurt you a little and you mentioned it, he would just be like "Oh, my bad" and won't talk about it again

If it was enough to really upset you he will try his best (very awkwardly) to reassure he was joking and like, hold your hand the whole explanation. He does a pretty good job, surprisingly, and it settles quickly.

It would never be anything that would make you cry. If this fool made you cry about anything it would probably be accidentally hurting you physically and man, he would never live it down. Even if it didn't leave any mark.

Genos

It would be something he meant with good intentions but it could easily be taken the wrong way.

No matter how badly it hurt your feelings, the treatment is the same overwhelming apology and loving.

The wrong person could get anything they wanted from him he would refuse to say no to you about anything at all. Even going out of his way to spoil you unnecessarily.

Once things are chilled out you gotta try and reassure him it happens and he's not a failure of a boyfriend.

God forbid it ever happens again he might explode.

Sonic

Yeah he's a bit of a prick in general. You guys can dig at each other forever and none of it means anything.

During a playful date he says something that you initially didnt think much of, but later found yourself overthinking about.

You bring it up just to get it out of your head. At first he said "Wasn't that a while ago?" Seeing how it affected you though he contradicts his initial statement and is actually genuinely sweet about comforting your feelings and is very validating.

Nothing he would say would ever make you cry, he knows most boundaries. He takes it easy on you for a while before getting back to his shit head shananagings. Also tries to add some balance to it by dishing out some nicer remarks. *Tries*

Garou

Now this was probably inevitable, let's be honest. Dude hasn't had enough nice people in his life to know how to not be awkward trying.

It was just some teasing as he usually does, and you were trying to give it back to him. After some back and fourth he takes a little bit of a low ball, and when your face changed it was a serious "oh shit" moment.

Endless awkward silence. Endless

It would really depend on your reaction how he responds. It will vary from a shy, decent apology to some awkward coddling if you're more upset (sad/mad it doesn't matter). He does feel bad and didn't realize how much a low ball it was.

If you somehow cry he will definitely half ass cry later and feel like a huge asshole and don't deserve you after that. He lays off and tries to be more of a sweetheart, forcefully, it just is so painfully awkward you eventually say its water under the bridge and to go back to his old self.

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abbythewritor · 8 months

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"Fairness." One Piece x Saitama reader, 2.

"Just a Normal girl looking for an everyday life. At least, if you call sailing across the seas with idiots with useless dreams a simple task, then you might wanna see a doctor. Seriously."

Warnings: Blood, gore, mentions of Luekimia, and heaps amount of blood and strength. It might be a little cursing, but not bad, and maybe some flirting in there, but it's mostly clean.

Other things:

-You didn't get bald due to your powers; you got bald to an extreme illness.

-You part of the straw hat crew, but others are interested in you and your power.

-Everyone that is a male is taller than you.

-Monsters from the OPM world will appear in One Piece, and I'll make some new monsters you will fight.

Enjoy the second chapter, everyone. :)

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These marine people were annoying.

They kept shooting their guns at us, and it didn't even work; I don't know why they were still trying.

Crocodile just turned into sand, and Jimbei used his power and scattered water everywhere, making them slip, Luffy, however, was rubber, as the bullets reflected off of him, as I was scattering them like flies, flinging and punching them everywhere.

"It's hot!' Luffy spoke as one of them was calling for backup, as me and the crocodile didn't change a face as we kept throwing marines into the fire or kicking the shit out of them.

One of them was about to attack Crocodile behind, but he turned before I simply slapped the guy, his body exploding in front of the warlord, whose eyes widened and looked at me.

I turned to Luffy and Jimbei. "Let's keep going forward!!" They nodded, crocodile still speechless, but shook it off as he followed us more onto the floor, Marines still coming out way.

Some shot at a crocodile with regular bullets, and some of his body parts turned into sand, large holes into his body as he simply smirked at them.

Surprised, they forgot to use special bullets as he stepped forward, his left hand forming a large sand whip as he whipped them away, falling into the lava below.

Luffy blew multiple blows at once; as Jimbei did Fishman Karate, all the men surrounded them, falling into the water, ate well.

The three looked around, wondering where I went as I was ahead, trouncing more Marines. As a group surrounded me simultaneously, I simply jumped in the air, flying before launching back down, breaking the ground as they flew apart, spreading throughout.

I dodged more oncoming attacks, hitting each person in the back of the neck while kicking, sending some flying upwards or downwards to their death.

But two were about to punch me simultaneously, so I grabbed their face, the wind blowing suddenly as I harshly glared at one of them, pulling them closer as their heads smashed together, their bodies plopping to the floor as some men that were held in cells were impressed, drooling over me as the bodies of the marines plopped to the floor. "SUEGEE!!" Luffy yelled, stars in his eyes as Jimbie smiled. "Never expected this girl to have this much strength." Crocodile hummed, eying you still as you freed some prisoners. "She scattered them like bugs." As I tore down some more cell doors, some men thanked me, as the other three did the same, making sure to free every man held up in here before moving on to the next floor. But, Crocodile stopped at a particular cell and smirked, my head tilting with confusion as he turned to the prisoners. "I'm thinking of breaking out of here...care to Join us, Mister one?" I also looked that way, seeing a man with a shaved head and a more chiseled body. He looked up and simply nodded as I quickly ripped the door open with one hand, as some prisoners were shocked. "WHAT STRENGTH!" They yelled as Mister 1 came out, bowing to Crocodile, before turning to me. "You strong...what's your name?" "Abby, how do you know Crocodile?" He smiled slightly. "I worked with him in Alabasta." "I see." I turned to look at Luffy and Jimbei going forward. "We should go; we can't waste time with conversation. It's nice to meet you, Mister One." I bowed respectfully before heading to Luffy and Jimbei as he looked to Crocodile. "She's interesting." Crocodile chuckled. "That she is.." With that, the two followed after us, along with many other prisoners, as we headed to floor four, where the alarms got louder but didn't bother us.

As we were running down the hall, Ivonka and Bon-chan seemed to have caught up with us and the others, and Luffy greeted them happily as we continued more down the hallway. Crocodile and Mister One caught up as well, Bon Chan not believing his eyes but ignoring them.

Soon enough, more marines were coming towards us as I jumped high in the air, flipping in the air as I kicked down, breaking the ground again as they all scattered, my face bit changing a shade of emotion. Ivanka's head grew big, helping with the load as Mister One was quick, slicing and killing the marines with the scissorsman, both of them watching each other back. I ran forward with Crocodile, bullets not affecting us as we took care of more ahead, Luffy and Jimbei helping the others in the back as everyone caught up again.

But, our path soon would be blocked by giant animals; my eyes widened with shock as they looked like the stuffed animals I had at home. "H-HOLY CRAP!" everyone was confused about why they wouldn't let us past, as a lady wearing a very revealing outfit came out, as her tongue licked her lips. "They won't let you all out, and neither would I!" I cringed as she was almost naked, and I'm glad I'm not dressed like that. But, as we were about to attack the giant stuffed animals, Ivanka's men/women stepped forward wanting to fight them for us, thanking them as he, him, Jimbei, Mister One, Ivanka, Crocodile, and others were allowed to pass through.

But, I had an ill feeling as I stepped back, as these stuffed animals seemed more robust than those people. "Guys! Go ahead, I'll help them!" Luffy was shocked. "But, Y/n, you're supposed to help me-" "I smile at him." Don't worry, I'll catch up. It will take me five seconds, tops." Not Knowing what you mean, he just nodded, as they all continued forwards, but Crocodile decided to stay behind as I ran back towards the stuffed Animals, them sensing me as they turned as I launched into the air. "You will not hurt these people! You will let us escape!!" I punched the Koala, and it was quickly killed and exploded when I only hit it once, as everyone's eyes widened suddenly. "WHAT?!!!!!!" Yelled Ivanka's crew as guts and organs were falling, and another one of the animals attacked; I teleported behind it, punched it in the back of the head, it sharing the same fate as his friend, as did the last one as well, which I blocked from punching a woman, as my feet slammed into its stomach, causing it to explode, and launch to the crocodile who was smirking, and grabbed its heart, and destroyed it with his sand power. My power shocked everyone, like how did I kill all three with one punch and a kick?! Crocodile showed no emotion on the outside, but secretly, his heart was racing with slight fear as he eyed you, wondering why you were hiding all that strength under your cuteness? He couldn’t read you, as the look you gave off were innocent, open minded, but no, inside you were ruthless, like a pirate should be. Soon enough, I motioned Ivanka's crew to continue as I ran to the crocodile, grabbing his hand as he followed. "Come on! Let's catch up!" Not thinking of anything when holding his hand, he was confused about why you were doing this but wasn't bothered from pulling away, as the two of you soon saw Luffy and the others.

Crocodile picked you up and used his sand to get you both quicker to them. You were in his arms as he landed, and Luffy smiled brightly, not bothered that the warlord was holding you, being careful not to drop you. "Y/n-san!!" He greeted, the others happy to see me again as Crocodile let me hop off, and I ran beside Jimbei. "How close are we to the next floor?!" Jimbei looked ahead. "Not far! You weren't kidding when you said you'd be five minutes! How did you manage that?” I smirked at his question. "A girl has her ways; now come on, everyone, let's go!"

"Yes!"

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We all were still trying to get out of level four, as more marines and guards were still trying to stop us, but quickly failed as I got cut slightly, my mouth hissing before Mister One sliced the person in front of me, his head turning. "You alright?!" I nod, taking a deep breath before punching another guy coming at me; he is just dead, even from the slightest impact. "I'm fine! Let's continue!" He was confused and ducked from a sword about to slice him as Bon-chan kicked him away, the scissorsman cutting the man dead. "They just keep coming! They really hate us, pirates, huh?!" Crocodile scoffed, bringing one in the air as he landed beside me, glaring at Luffy. "What the hell are they supposed to do? Let us leave with kittens and rainbows as souvenirs?" Bon-chan slumped as Crocodile dodged more bullets. "That would be nice..." "EVERYONE! I SEE THE STAIRS TO THE NEXT FLOOR! I WILL OPEN THE DOOR!" Scissorsman yelled, as I nodded, following him first as everyone ran with us and followed.

Soon enough, we reached a large door, and the man used his scissors, cutting in different directions until he stopped, the door already opening by itself.

We stopped, not knowing what was happening as some prisoners were about to enter the door, until I saw someone on the other side. "Wait!" I yelled, causing them to stop. "There's someone there!" A weird-shaped man, who was twirling his sword in the air, was facing us; it slammed into the ground as he glared at us harshly. "No criminal has gotten past me here and escaped alive!" My head tilted with confusion as I pointed to him blankly. "Who is this?" Scissors man stood beside me. "He is Hannyabal-the vice warden of this prison." He stated as more prisoners came up from behind. I sensed something more wrong as I saw guns pointing at them, and my eyes widened. "GET DOWN!!" The prisoners suddenly listened as gunshots fired, Luffy and Crocodile blocking everyone from getting hit; as some got tied into nets, Luffy and I looked back with slight annoyance. "Luffy... there are probably gunmen hiding in the stairs case; we must fight through them after all." His teeth gritted, as did the scissorsman, the Vice warden laughing. "That is right; there is no escape for you all!" He confessed as Luffy walked forward. I was about to stop him until Jimbei put a hand on my shoulder, his head shaking. I sighed and looked like Luffy was fighting him, but the Vice warden's attacks were quick as he struggled.

But, as the sword was about to hit Luffy's neck, I stood before him, my teeth biting on the blade as I broke instantly, his and the other's eyes widening suddenly.

"E-EH?!!!!!"

It was like slow motion, as the pieces of the blade fell to the floor, Luffy and Jimbei looking at me with utter shock, as the Vice warden stepped back with fear. "N-Now, wait a minute, h-how." I gave him no time to speak as I stepped aside, Luffy running to him and giving the warden a final blow as he slid back, unconscious.

The other soldiers were terrified, but they attacked anyway as the others helped fend them off, as the exit was right in front of us. Once all of the soldiers on this floor were down, we took a second and looked to the stairs to floor four.

But when we all thought we could get to the third floor, black-like mist spread from the stairs, and the warden was soon kicked out of the way.

The man seemed familiar to everyone, as you were clueless as he was more extensive, uglier, and seemed powerful. His menacing laugh arose around us as his eyes looked up at us with a sinister smirk. "I-Ive met him at J-Jaya!" Luffy spoke, his eyes widening as both men stared each other down; tension was high in the air as this man blocked our chance again to the third floor. "Oh! Wow! So many familiar faces!Interestingly, I get to see them all at once CHEHAHAHAHAHA!!!" Everyone glared at him harshly, while I was still confused about who he was, as I looked at Jimbeis, fist clenching. "It seems like you all were in the middle of something!" Teech!!!" Jimbei roared as the man looked at him, and both glared harshly at each other, the tension just as high as before.

"WHY THE HELL ARE YOU HERE?!!!"

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gofancyninjaworld · 1 year

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Some more thoughts on 'Morality Pets Redux'

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ONE still blows me away by how clearly he differentiates between manga and webcomic. There's a tradeoff that he respects: if the webcomic is short, sharp and to the point, then the characters have limitations in how they can interact, try things out, and grow. Conversely, if the manga is long to the point that it can take a long time for it to get to some sort of point, the characters have more scope to find themselves. He treats both versions with respect and if there's no scope for characters to change themselves, then they don't. Which is why we have two great stories to read! :D

There's no point in Tatsumaki changing in the webcomic because there's no one willing to have her in their lives. She's been so toxic that all Fubuki wants is to be left the hell alone, and even Saitama's gone 'eh, I've lost all interest' after she rebuffs his attempts to reach out very rudely. She notes that she ends up driving everyone away, but she's far from actually accepting that she needs to change. Tatsumaki in the manga has positive reasons to change -- she has a sister who wants to get along better with her. Doing so means accepting both her and the people around her, even if it's difficult and there are legitimate challenges. It's a hard pill to swallow but she's trying.

I really appreciate the difference between regretting the consequences of one's actions and being prepared to change one's actions. So human. If feeling bad about our actions was enough to change them, there'd be no anti-addiction or dieting services, counselling would be rare, and prisons would be all but empty.

In both versions, Genos is the guy who wants ultimate destructive power and is willing to even kill himself if it'll take enemies to Hell with him. However, for a guy who is so committed to destruction, it's striking that he's cut to the quick when Sonic taunts him saying that he can't protect anyone.

There's no scope to explore this seeming contradiction in the webcomic. We need to accept that hey, he has places where he won't go and that's fine. The manga has more space, so ONE can dig into the protect vs. destroy issue and have him have to make decisions about what he actually values. The despair that lanced through him when victory slipped through his grasp when fighting Elder Centipede says so much about what matters:

Something @carma-tjol said in their tags really added a lot to my understanding: they pointed to the link between Genos seeing himself as having value and changing his outlook on heroes from assets to people. It added so much salience to Fubuki refusing to run away and risking her life to save him because she didn't abandon her people. She really challenged his outlook.

I like that he's still wrestling with himself after the fact. Had King not come when he did, it'd have been a lose-lose situation: Tatsumaki would be dead anyway and the monsters would be free to rampage over the land and kill millions. He needed to hear Saitama telling him he'd done right to feel a sense of peace. It's very human -- it's hard not to look back even when we see that we've made the right choice.

Come to that, there was something that we'd (okay me and the small sharing circle of mutuals who talk too much about Genos) had been fearing: that Saitama would just note that Genos was broken again, the way he had in the webcomic. Remember this thread? It very nearly came to pass but for King intervening and vouching for Genos so that Saitama had to change the way he saw his disciple. Thank goodness.

If King hadn't been there, because Genos is actively questioning himself, the outcome of Saitama seeming to be dismissive wouldn't have been mere depression. It'd have been total despair. What Genos would have heard is that he's weak and lacked the guts to follow through on his committment to destroy enemies even if it meant killing himself. Talk about a tragic misunderstanding! Blessedly, ONE meters his angst -- it doesn't do to crush all your character's hope in one go.

#OPM #meta #more thoughts #Tatsumaki #Genos #Fubuki #from webcomic to manga

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clannfearrunt · 6 months

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7 movies 7 tags!!!

I got tagged by @toadstool32 hi tiny! When I first saw this I was thinking Wow i have Never seen a movie in my life but I've had several hours to marinate and I've dug up some memories

The 5000 Fingers of Dr. T (1953) - This is the most recent movie I watched, it does show its age in like. The casual racism in the supporting cast but otherwise it was very charming and very fun.

Super Mario Bros. (1993) - I unironically love this movie it's so fun I want to play in this space I want to explore this worlddddddd. Also they destroy the twin towers

Promare (2019) - That shit was SO HYPE and very stupid but it knows what it is and it is so fun as a result. Embrace it! Also fun fact for about a year before I actually watched it I somehow thought both Lio AND Galo were girls. I think he/him lesbians Lio and Galo would rule actually just make sure not to change anything else about them

Watership Down (1978) - I love bunny war. As far as animals fiction goes this is really up there it's top notch stuff. I actually did go back and read the book after watching it the first time and I love it a lot

The Thing (1982) - I watched it for Bakura reasons you have to understand the Bakura thought process yourself though. Also for Jed the Best Dog. I liked it! I'm glad to have watched it. I cannot watch it again.

Joshua and the Promised Land (2003) - So if you want to see a movie based on a biblical story. Don't watch this one. Genuine props to the guy for making this thing almost entirely on his own but idk maybe watch veggie tales or something

Fly Me to the Saitama (2019) - This thing is so fucking funny but I think the bulk of the humor is completely un-localizable idk the entire premise is a whole bunch of petty interprefecture drama played up for laughs. Also I didn't know it had yaoi when I watched it blind with my mom. SHE knew it was yaoi. Can you give me a heads up so I don't have to play the "IS MY PARENT COOL WITH THIS" roulette

I don't think the original intent of the tag game included "write a small review / personal fun fact for each movie" but here we are I'm gonna tag uhhh

@raptorcivilization , @xerxestexastoast , @seases , @skuitti , @enigmadoodles , @beanist , ahhh fuck all the sudden I don't know who anyone is I'm tagging *PBS Voice* Viewers Like You!

#i managed to come up with many movies i just forgot who people were. to tag. wuh oh #Con stop yapping #in the process of looking for the post i got tagged in i uncovered several @'s I completely missed CAN TUMBLR LIKE SHOW ME THINGS

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theomnicode · 2 years

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I feel like there's a definite hint somewhere here

About Saitama being lonely and the fix being found somewhere in a place of social function where you need a partner, but he's just procastinating. King naturally, has the best and most truthful advice in the series how Saitama can better his life. Not having friends is not the reason he feels he's lonely, especially when he has real friends now.

Many forms of social dances are in fact, partner dances. Like ballroom dances or something like competitive dancing. If anyone has seen competitive dancing...that shit is downright intimate and you definitely need a partner you can trust. Not saying Saitama is gonna go down competitive dance route. Dancing is definitely something he wouldn't do on his own. Classic waltz is a fair amount of intimate on it's own.

Now...if someone like Amai-mask pressured him to learn how to dance because of some high social function that he's demanding Saitama go because reasons and then he needed a partner for practicing...Genos would 100% be his partner in crime.

"Life is a journey with no destination."

If Saitama actually stopped procastinating, looked around, stopped being stupid and allowed himself some good things, he could notice that the answer to his loneliness has been living with him for the past 3 months. Because he's been craving for intimacy with another human being for quite some time, like he says in cd dramas, but he's slow to open up and realize what he wants and what he has coincide.

I understand the feeling all too well: low self-esteem, so you think you're not good enough or attractive enough for partner. Feeling like if people get to know you better, they would judge you and your eccentric hobbies to hell and back. Thinking you probably won't find anybody you yourself might find attractive and them liking you back. Because you're an oddity of the society and outcast, weird in some way, nerdy or otherwise. Then having similar hobbies to even spend time together. But still thinking at the back of your head how it would feel like to be intimate with someone and craving that human contact.

Saitama is self-conscious, has low self-esteem and struggles with expressing himself, his emotions, has problems with his humanity and doesn't let people close either. Trying to find a partner that would fulfill the above quotas and would also understand him would be like finding a needle in a haystack. Even worse, said partner would legitimately have to be S-class to even be able to survive Saitama's lifestyle of being a hero and practically facing god-level threats when OPM God for instance does not hesitate to use the people he cares about against him and kill them.

Yet ironically, he found exactly that kind of person, that one person in a million, someone who constantly gets stronger too but he keeps wallowing in self-misery anyway and doesn't do jacksquat about it. Ain't nobody gonna be able to say Genos is not practically obsessed already and isn't constantly trying to change himself to be more attractive choice. Either because Saitama's in denial, not openminded enough, thinking it's somehow inappropriate like perversion or he thinks intimacy is strictly romantic/sexual and he can't have platonic intimacy. Hugs between friends exist and it's toxic masculine way of thinking he can't do things like hug Genos cuz they're both guys and it's not manly enough or it could be seen as too homoerotic.

Now, my wish fulfillment scenario is for them to stop skirting around the issue and do something about it. They both need it and want it and I would die for some cute canon saigenos. Saitama cares about Genos a lot and he was practially getting shaken this last few chapters roughly to "bloody do something about it before that chance goes away, you dumbass." He can protect people he loves if he actually initiates physical contact with them and wants it hard enough, like he did with Genos' core. He won't be able to properly protect people he cares about if he never initiates proper physical contact.

My Saigenos shipper wish fulfillment scenario is to have Genos and Saitama dance and Genos actually dip Saitama. I want to see that entire bald head flush bright red.

Genos needs to be more bold if he wants to make Saitama figure out things inside that head of his and get some cogs turning. Sai takes too long to figure out shit.

Saitama getting together with Genos would solve about half of both their problems lol.

Now, if Z-city has an actual city station left though, after Tatsumaki and Psykorochi fight, to hold any dance classes in...oh well, it could be some other location anyway, since Saitama won't live in Z-city anymore anyway.

#opm #one punch man #saitama #king #genos #saigenos #genosai #dancing #intimacy #opm meta #opm manga panels

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jaijaitbinks · 1 year

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This AU but reversed. Genos is the prince and Saitama is his personal guard because he's the strongest knight of the whole kingdom. That allows them to spend a lot of time together and get to know each other more. They eventually fall in love but they gotta keep it secret and act all serious and formal when they're in public (though they make up for it when Saitama visits Genos' chamber every once in a while). One good day Genos is suddenly engaged to the princess Fubuki. The best solution? Run away together.

While they're on the run Saitama trains Genos and they wander around fighting bad guys and saving people. Genos is living the time of his life because he's finally free to do as he pleases, and with the love of his life too.

As for the conflict, there are lots of possibilities. Maybe Saitama is accused of taking Genos away and becomes a wanted man. Or Fubuki feels insulted and is pissed the hell off so she allies with powerful enemies to take over Genos' kingdom.

(Or monsters start pooping out of nowhere and becomes Medieval One Punch Man XD)

That's a whole new au, my guy. I like it.

However, may I propose: Fubuki helps them run away cuz she has her own girlfriend to be with, and Kuseno (I assume he's the king and Genos' biological parents are dead) is aware of why they ran off.

Because Kuseno (again, assuming he was king) would never just. Arrange a marriage for Genos unless he had to. Which leaves me to think about Fubuki's kingdom being the one to pressure him to agreeing. Essentially: "you marry our daughter to your son, there won't be any problems between us". Of course, Genos protests when Kuseno tells him the situation. He let's his relationship with Saitama slip, but of course, Kuseno doesn't mind it. But that doesn't change the risks of denying the arranged marriage.

Saitama, when he's told about the situation, comes up with a plan.

They agree to the marriage, let the days tick by until the wedding comes, then he steals Genos away and they run. It gives Fubuki's kingdom the impression that Kuseno fully agreed to the marriage and some scoundrel decided to fuck both kingdoms over.

Of course, Kuseno worries that they'll be hunted for the rest of their lives, but Saitama doesn't give a fuck and Genos would follow Saitama to the ends of the universe. So he reluctantly agrees with their plan.

The execution goes off smoothly. The wedding day comes after weeks of meticulous planning, discussing, and packing. Saitama comes in and grabs Genos (literally. Picks him up and slings him over his shoulder), and flees before anyone has the chance to attack him or stop him. Fubuki's father and mother immediately call for a hunt on Saitama, the kingdoms errupt into chaos and a flurry of rumors and drama in the following weeks—months even. On their wedding day, Kuseno even pulls Fubuki aside to explain to her what happened, and Fubuki is, to his surpise, unbearably relieved, and tells him she had her own woman.

So. All went pretty well.

Following their escape, there's a wholeass conspiracy about what Saitama had done to Genos. Some think he killed the prince, some think he kidnapped him. There's even rumors that he got a wizard/witch to brainwash him into fleeing the kingdom with him. But, of course, that's not true, and Saitama and Genos are, in actuality, exploring the world—something Saitama has always wanted to do and Genos has always wanted to do with Saitama. They battle monsters along their journeys, sometimes people seeking a reward for taking Saitama in and returning the prince home. All the while, they bask in their free relationship—holding hands, kissing, making love and sleeping side-by-side between the training and running and fighting. They even spare some time to send letters back to Kuseno now and then.

Hell, maybe overtime, the story of the runaway prince and his knight become more of a legend or myth than an actual story. Like tales about midnight phantoms and such. No one seeing them ever again, or something along those lines.

And Saitama and Genos are happy.

#opm #one punch man #saitama #genos #saigenos #genosai #opm au #one punch man au #au #knight!saitama #prince!genos

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fubukiswifenoimnotjoking · 1 year

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So! Finally caught up on opm manga!!! Gotta say I’ve loved these last few chapters and I missed reading it so much, college has taken away the time to read my fav series regularly :( Anyway, my thoughts aren’t completely sorted yet but I’ll say a few things! (MANGA AND WEBCOMIC SPOILERS BEWARE)

1. OH MY GODDDD the Blast reveal about why he’s been away? So fucking cool!! It’s weird bc that’s like the one thing I haven’t been spoiled on lately so it was a fun reveal and makes me extra interested in his character and where he’ll go from here, especially when Blue gets introduced.

2. OH MY GOD GENOS BEING A LITTLE SHIT AT THE MEETING AND EVERYONE BEING LIKE ‘this bitch is gay’ WAS EVERYTHING IVE EVER WANTED OH MY GODDDD. Also, the way everyone played off of each other in the meeting, especially Genos being a snarky bitch to everyone and Zombieman trying to mediate was so funny. I love Genos oh my FUCKCJCJCJX 😭😭😭😭🧎🏻🧎🏻🧎🏻🧎🏻

3. AND THE FUBUKI AND PSYKOS FLASHBACKS?? So impressed with the way Murata has really brought One’s art to life in his own way once again! Amazing work, and I won’t mention the gay shit between them bc that’s all I’ve been talking about lately. I will say, I was worried the Psykos and Fubuki fight had been cut out or something but I gotta say, making it a short flashback that also foreshadowed God was genius and a great solution to having the fight without conflating the MA battle even more.

4. Arguably one of the biggest deviations from the wc, Tatsumaki herself. Seeing that her fight with Fubuki over Psykos is now “staged” in some way bc of Tatsumaki, it absolutely drives another wedge between wc Tatsu and manga Tatsu as completely different people. In the wc, the fight over Psykos was extreme and Tatsumaki put Fubuki down more than usual, threatening to seclude her and it painted her as overprotective and downright cruel. I imagine that she’ll still play up the whole mean vibe as an act, but that’s just it! The fact that she isn’t going to plain kill Psykos out of the whole “she must die because I say so” idea, even tho she has another idea with what to do psykos in relation to the ones who once experimented on Tatsu completely distinguishes her as the kinder, more well rounded Tatsumaki here, both because of her actions and the larger amount of insight into her past that we’re given in the manga. The only thing this will change, tho, is her fight with Saitama, which was born of pure anger because of his words that supported Fubuki and told Tatsu she was being shitty. Now that it’s an act, will she get as angry and do the whole side fight with him, or will he get involved bc of the Tskyuomi guy? (I’m sorry Idk how to spell it😭). If so, it won’t be bad, but I’m worried it won’t be as good as the og fight, that one’s a classic.

Regardless of changes, I’m so so interested in the way this arc is going down and the way the changes of the MA battle are making bigger and bigger ripples! Also, sorry for being so MIA, promise I’ll try to talk to some of my mutuals and asks and stuff, y’all are very fun to talk to and I feel mad at myself for not finding more time to exist in the community again :(

#opm #one punch man #opm meta #one punch man spoilers #slight genosai #genos #saitama #one punch man webcomic spoilers #one punch man manga spoilers #rant #fubuki #tatsumaki #Psykos #slight psybuki #psychic sisters arc

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unfortunatelycake · 2 years

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Number 1 on the ask list

Thanks for the ask, Anon!

1. What OTPs in your fandom(s) do you just not get?*

There aren't many ships that I don't really get... plenty that aren't for me, but I still get them, and it can be interesting to think about and explore the dynamic between different characters!

But I guess, thinking of ships I've seen in current fandoms...

MDZS: xi//cheng. (putting in the slashes because this hellsite sucks and the shippers don't deserve to see stuff like this when they search their ship name)

It's definitely not a 'this breaks my otp' thing because variety is the spice of life and multishipping is a thing! But I just... don't see how it can work. They're very different in personality but not in a way that feels particularly complementary until they work on themselves a little more. I mean JC could sure use some of LXC's chill and LXC would probably benefit from some of JC's anger/distrust, but by the end of canon neither seem like they're in the position to learn from each other in that respect. (Also donghua did crime having JC go into seclusion instead of LXC, the poor guy certainly needed a break but he'd drive himself up the wall left to his own thoughts. But I digress).

I can see them being friends, perhaps through bonding over WWX's ridiculousness. But ship-wise I just don't get it.

If anyone wants to throw fic recs my way to try and change my opinion, I'm open to that lol

OPM: Saitama//Tatsumaki

Again, not a 'breaks my otp' thing. I can understand Genos with Tatsu, but Saitama??? Honestly can't begin to process even why I don't get it, I just... don't. The effect Sai has on her is the same he has on everyone else: he comes along, says or does something unthinkingly (or makes shit up on the spot) and leaves them to question their life choices. Or be pissed off with him. And TBH ider if I'm thinking of WC or manga rn, when it comes to their interactions lol

#someone asked me the thing #thank you for asking me the thing #got nothing for tgcf and svsss have yet to see a ship that made me go WAT #these are the only two i can think of that i don't get #but usually with ships i'm only a good fic away from Understanding #only in rare cases do i continue to not comprehend!#kakera rambles

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knowlessman · 1 year

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bungo no hogs macedonia (jk it's FINALLY bnha bc I googled "when does sasuke show up again" and it turns out he kinda doesn't, it's kinda like if the soul eater anime actually tried to make you care about the 100 witch souls thing but also was eleventy billion hundred years long and every arc went out of its way to remind you about it without actually progressing it) ep1-4 -- (literally looking at a splash screen bc I haven't hit go yet) I'm sure we learn why this boy has grenades for hands at some point

how unamerican or something

oh yeah this is basically if saitama wasn't OP and was Rock Lee instead right

I love that one of the bystanders here either has a quirk or just wandered in from Jojo part 6

they changed the rules so you could get into Sky High without powers? so the Cyclist from One-Punch could get in. (…googles character, skims wiki page …Mumen Rider is good character it turns out. Wish Netflix had more of - …wait a minute… okay, ngl if this loses my attention at some point there is a nonzero chance I drift over to one-punch man)

huh. didn't think we'd know that about All Might so early

…jeezus.

weirdest damn santa clause I ever seen. he doesn't even have a beard

…the fuck is any of this

"walk home, deku. I work alone." okay I do actually wanna know what he says tho, goddammit

anime stop spoiling the next episode after the credits challenge 2023 goddammit I don't wanna know this shit yet have you never heard of a binge watch

anyway next one -- with the mha spoilers that I do know… this should be one helluva convo for all might

wait whaaat, I thought this only came out later in the show :O not sure why I thought that, but this being in, like, literally the second episode is a surprise

…I guess "invisibility cloak" is just a really weird translation for something that should probably be "host" or "disguise," then?

'XD that half-assed analogy. "guys at the pool" -- hm. okay well that's HALF the spoiler that I think I know from this show -- also, well, he did make an effort to let him down easy while being honest, and it technically wasn't a "no." (also obv don't tell him to be a cop, that's for antagonists not protagonists)

some "invisibility cloak"

deku you owe that asshole a punch in the face, not this -- what ARRRR ya doin, tho (sorry my brain auto-associated to Pirates… 3, I think?)

yup. "toughness" and a balsa-wood ego

'XDDD dude. literally anyone could have seen you, shouting at the top of your lungs in a sleepy-ass neighborhood. also are you really not able to turn that off at-will? you have to wait until your body remembers it has organ damage and turns it off for you? -- I think I love this design of all might tbh. he looks like a fucking bionicle. and the hair and the outfit, it's all just perfect. and it gives context to why his face always has shadows all over it, in some way I dunno how to explain

next, I guess, fuck it, it's only half past two in the morning -- …and that's the other half of the spoiler I knew (is dabi also a spoiler? idk, probably), in the third episode

(watching OP) huh. for some reason I thought hand-face-man was from tokyo ghoul

american… good name for it, maybe? bootstrap bullshit that can only fly in shonen

think you're a rooster? you're training to be all might, kid, not goku

I thought Napoleon was, like, a bad guy? googles briefly huh. lot of things, that guy.

buhhh. fourth then. fuck but this show is good at cliffhangers.

Best Jeanist 'XD tf does that even mean

aye, I think I can see the thread from here, the intent of this "obstacle"

…good shit. I was starting to worry she, y'know, wasn't gonna get to do shit.

I wanna like mr stereotypical glasses guy, the pedant. do I get to like him? is he okay?

and here come the ten billion points for griffinpuff, aye?

oh fuck my life I forgot this was about high school 'XD I'mma go to bed

#knowless watches bnha

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lovedbydottore · 2 years

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╰┈➤ 𝐅𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐤𝐢'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐚𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤 🍰

𝐅𝐮𝐛𝐮𝐤𝐢 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Fandom: One Punch Man (OPM)

Requested By: @iwannadieaaa

Pronouns: They/Them

Trigger Warning(s): None

Genre: Fluff { 🍡 }

Rubbing her temples, Fubuki walked on the concrete side walk making her way to her home. Fubuki had a rough day at work, especially after encountering that baldy which made her stress out a lot. Her muscles were sore and her head was throbbing in a stabbing type pain. Sighing she finally reached the door, pulling out her keys, admiring the keychain you won for her at some festival. Finally inserting the key, the door opened, and a calming ambience intoxicated the room. It seemed to be recently cleaned by you.

"I wonder where they are..." She whispered. Sighing she took of her heels and coat, going into your shared bedroom she changed into some shorts and a t-shirt. Walking to the kitchen she took out the pitcher and drank all of the water! Was she really that stressed?

Sighing she leaned onto the island counter and took deep breaths. She then looked at the back yard and saw you painting something on a canvas. Sighing in relief that you were home, she quickly ran over to you. She wrapped her hands around your waist hugging you from behind, startling you almost causing you to drop your paintbrush.

"Fubuki! Are you okay?" You quarried, you could feel her body so tensed up. Putting your hand over hers, you held it tight. Turning around you gave her a kiss on the cheek, causing her cheeks to show a hue of pink!

"I-I'm just really stressed, It's nothing to worry about really." She assured you whilst putting her hands on your shoulders. You easily knew this was a lie.

"Let's go inside shall we? You obviously need some help.." You insisted, she gave you a soft smile and went back inside to wait for you whilst you fixed up your canvas. You quickly changed your clothes into more comfortable ones. Walking over to the living room, she sat there tensed up with a sober look on her face causing you to chuckle a bit.

"Why don't I give you a massage?" You suggest with a smile, she nodded and laid down on the couch lifting her t-shirt to expose her back. Sitting down you added some ointment on your hands and started rubbing it on Fubuki's back, you gently massaged her and she simply let out a few grunts.

"So, tell me... Why are you so stressed out?" You spoke, Fubuki gave an annoying look like she doesn't wanna recall any of the mess that happened but she knew she had no choice, or else you would've forced her to spit it out another way.

"I had to handle some baldy from Class B, and well he kept resisting! Ugh I just still don't get it why he wouldn't follow along..." She complained, grumbling curses under her breath.

"Well, Fubuki everyone has their own decisions and life. Who knows it might be personal matter." You explained chuckling at this child-like reason of her stress.

"What's this bald guy's name anyway?" You questioned and her brows raised. Sighing she averted her gaze at you.

"Saitama, his name is Saitama." She answered with a somber tone. Did she really hate this "Saitama" guy this much? Though that name did seem familiar to you, recalling the memories of the past it finally got to you.

"I remember him! I met him at the supermarket fidgeting with his coupons. Nice guy to be honest, he helped me carry my groceries to the car." You laughed putting one of your hand on your chin. Her gaze turned cold, a aura cold as ice. She was quite jealous.

"No need to be jealous! I see him noting but an acquaintance. No one can ever replace you." You reassured pinching her cheek slightly causing her to groan. Chuckling you continued massaging her.

Fixing her top she sat down of the couch, slouching. Admiring her face you now just noticed the scratches and bruises on her, you quickly went to your shared bedroom and snatched the med kit. Sitting down swiftly you added alcohol and piece of cotton and rubbed it on her bruised up face earning a screech from her.

"W-what was that for?!" She complained, holding your wrist with a bit of force. You chuckled and managed to writhed your wrist out of her grip and continued treating her, by then she finally knew what you were doing. Sighing you threw away the used items and placed the kit in it's rightful place.

Sitting down on the couch along with Fubuki you turned on the TV and you both settled to watch a movie, but things escalated quickly and you were now in her arms, resting peacefully in this warm cuddle, this was the comfort she needed. You messed around with her hair, caressing her scalp which absolutely made her melt, as for her she was gently combing your hair making sure not to add too much force so you would remain unharmed in her arms. Looking in your eyes, staring at those ethereal E/N shining orbs, a pink hue madd it's way to her cheeks and she mumbled something under her breath. Noticing this you raised one of your brows.

"Did you say something?" You spoke and her glimpse turned to you. Blushing she held you tighter into her arms and went close to your ear to whisper something.

"I love you, please never leave me." Her hot breath sending shivers down your spine, her voice was intoxicated with gentleness like a lullaby. Smiling you softly kissed her lips.

"I promise, I will never leave you behind." You chuckled putting some pieces of her hair behind her ears, smiling gently she closed her eyes to fall into a slumber. Sighing in exhaustion, you closed your eyes as well to finally join her in a peaceful sleep.

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Ayyayaahhaauahsn I'm back sorry I intended to work of this yesterday or so but I was stuck with my tests and I played genshin the whole day oof speaking of genshin I might make a genshin masterlist 😋 so might as well keep a lookout for that anyways here ya go and I hope you like it 👀

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#opm #one punch man #opm x reader #fubuki opm #fubuki one punch man #fubuki #opm fanfic

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kusagrasskusa · 3 years

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Michael Myers X Short! Reader

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

I wrote this story on Wattpad (@Red_scarfed_person) and decided to post it here lol. If you saw this on Wattpad and don't believe me, you can go to my page on Wattpad and see that in my Messages, I talk about having a Tumblr account and left my Tumblr username there :)

And rereading my old story scared me. If you're here expecting a violent, fearful story, please don't read this. This is full of the sarcasm someone who lacks sleep can muster.

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Ah yes. Y/N's favorite part of the day. Trying to cook. Was that sarcasm? Partially.

Y/N loved cooking; it was so satisfying to see people enjoy her food. But the part she hated was trying to reach the goDDAMN bowls and ingredients from the cabinets. Why did the construction workers have to put them 17 light years high?

Of course, it wasn't the construction workers' fault. It's just that Y/N is the size of a fifth grader. 4'6" tall. What makes it harder to live being so short? Living with someone who's 6'7."

You see, a while ago, there was a certain incident...

A tall male in a white mask and blue jumpsuit, brown hair and blue eyes, found himself in the home of another. He silently panted in his mask, in pain even if he wouldn't show it. Rolling up his sleeves and pulling up the bottom of his shirt, Michael started checking for severe wounds.

"Damn, you're hot..." Some short woman mumbled, turning on the kitchen light. Michael perked up, pulling his shirt back down and reaching for his knife.

"Oh, damn, wrong time to speak up? Sorry," Y/N said, not even knowing if she was being sarcastic in that sentence or not. Mainly since author-san doesn't know if their being sarcastic or not. Anyway--

Michael started walking towards her with the knife, not running since we all know that Michael can walk and still win Olympic runs. Y/N just grabbed a candy bar in her cabinet, opening it and taking a bit.

Michael was confused as hell. As a result, he stopped walking and lowered the knife. "So, you're not gonna kill me? That sucks since my dept is unbelievably high." Michael blinked quickly in confusion, thinking, then it might not be too high with short you are.

Y/N sighed, then gasped. "Oh wait! You're that boogeyman guy who everyone is scared of!" Y/N said with a small smile. She wasn't sadistic or anything, but she was sorta excited to see him.

Michael just stood there, not even knowing how to react for the first time in his life. Y/N then sighed again, throwing away the wrapper to the candy bar and shrugging. "If you decide to kill me later, stab my neck. It's very sensitive. Oh and my room is down the hall, to the left. And my couch is comfortable if you wanna sleep there."

And with those last words, Y/N walked to her room, closing the door behind her and getting it bed. Leaving a confused serial killer.

The next morning, Y/N yawned as she walked out of her bedroom and to the kitchen. Her kitchen and living room was one large room, the kitchen set to the right near the front door, and the living room on the other side of the room.

Between them is a hallway that leads to a bedroom and bathroom. It was a two story house. The top two floors had an office room, another bathroom, and a storage room.

Anyway, Y/N rubbed sleep from her eyes as she walked over to the stove and grabbing a pan. She also pulled out milk, pepper, salt and eggs and set them ok the counter. But now she needed a bowl to even put those in.

Michael heard noise from the kitchen which resulted in him waking up. He slowly sat up on the couch, turning to face Y/N. He got up and walked towards her.

"Why is this so high up," Y/N mumbled to herself as she tried to reach a bowl from a cabinet. She couldn't even reach the handle on the cabinet. Growling in frustration, Y/N gave into defeat.

But then comes Michael opening the cabinet for her, making her help and turn around. "W-Who the hell are you!" Y/N shrieked, blushing a bit. I mean, here she is, a tiny gal blocked in the corner of the kitchen by a tall, mascular guy.

Memories came flooding back and Y/N remembered who he was. "Ooooh, so you're that boogeyman guy? I remember now...wait... I let a damn serial killer into my house!?" Y/N shrieked again as Michael set down the bowl, turning on the stove.

As Y/N went through her epiphany, Michael actually started to cook. It wasn't until he was done did Y/N snap out of it. He set out two plates and cups, putting the scrambled eggs on them and filling the cups with F/D.

"W-Wait...so you aren't going to kill me? You're really gonna..." Y/N mumbled as Michael grabbed a nearby receipt and pen. He wrote down something, making Y/N shush and lean over at what he's writing.

"My name is Michael. I'm not planning on hurting you anytime soon. What is your name?" it read. Y/N was confused as hell now. Why would he spare her? What is so special about her? I should just be grateful, Y/N thought.

"I'm Y/N, Y/N L/N..." Y/N said, looking up at Michael. She blushed a bit, making eye contact. Michael grabbed a plate and cup and handed it to her, then grabbed his own and sat down at the small diner table. Well, way to go from one thing to another, Y/N thought as she sat down next to him.

As much as it confused her, Y/N still wasn't sure how she was still alive. But she was grateful she was, anyway. She always the tall male attractive, but never had feelings for him until recently.

Even if he'd refuse to get things for her that were high up, give her looks that just screamed out about her being short, and wrote down short on sticky notes and put them everywhere, she fell for him. What a lovely crush.

"Why the hell are the damn cabinets 17 light years high," Y/N growled as she climbed on the counter. Just as she was about to grab a bowl, she yelped when large arms wrapped around her an pulled her down carefully.

"Michael! Hey, let go!" Y/N yelled, trying to be serious despite how much she wanted to smile and laugh. Michael shook his head, hugging her tighter.

Despite how badly be wanted to tease her about her height, he kept quiet of course. He didn't just want a hug, either, he wanted to pull her down so she'd have to struggle to get back on the counter again. As said before, what a lovely crush.

Michael eventually pulled away, taking a couple steps back. Y/N looked over at him with a sour-sweet look, blushing a bit. She crossed her arms, "so, was that all you wanted?" Yeah, is that all you wanted, baka? ≧n≦

Michael shook his head, pointing to the bathroom. Y/N raised a brow. "What?" She asked, thinking for a moment. "You need a towel or something?" Michael then nodded.

Y/N smiled a bit, nodding. She walked to her room, Michael following until they reached the door. Grabbing a towel, Y/N walked back over to him and handed it. "It might be a bit small for a giant such as yourself, but here."

Michael nodded, then walked towards the bathroom and went inside. Y/N smiled a bit, thinking to herself about what he'd look like once he got out. It made her cheeks heat up and her heart beat a bit faster.

And about 15 minutes later, Y/N was back in the living room, watching TV. "C'mon, Saitama, beat the hell outta them..." Y/N mumbled under her breath, watching an intense fighting scene.

Y/N perked when she heard the bathroom door open and looked over. Long story short about that was happening in her mind: bad idea.

"MMMM-" Y/N screamed muffledly, having covered her mouth with a pillow that moment. Her face was red, blushing hard from the sight. The towel covered just enough on Michael to where nothing was shown, but he was h o t. Even the scars on him weren't seen as disturbing or anything.

Michael cocked his head, holding his clothes in his hands. He ignored Y/N's reaction to seeing him, since he only cared about his jumpsuit being cleaned. Of course he would act like that--

Y/N, already knowing what Michael wanted, slowly stood up and walked over. She was figitting, clearly still flustered as she grabbed his clothes. "I-I'll just, uh, go wash these..." She mumbled as she walked passed him quickly, to the washing machine and dryer.

Michael blinked a couple times, thinking about the hell he's supposed to where for the time being. Just the towel?

About five minutes passed, Michael was still waiting next to the bathroom for Y/N to come back. He just wanted something to c h a n g e i n t o.

Alas, the moment finally came. Y/N walked back out after almost crying to herself in the laundry room. Typing this out now made me realize I'm making it sound like Y/N was-- well, if you know, you know. But no, that wasn't happening. Our child, Y/N, was just flustered, ok? Yes, our child. I care about you so much reader and I love your OC even though idfk what they look like. They're a beautiful specimen. :):):):):):) Anyway, back to the story.

"H-Hey," Y/N stuttered as she walked out, waving as Michael. Michael, who kept his mask on by the way, just rolled his eyes from inside the mask, handing her a piece of paper. It said that he needed a change of clothes, to which Y/N just chuckled about. "I-I mean...Do you reallllyyy? Can't you just stick with that? You don't look too bad in it, heh heh."

Michael have her a dull look from under his mask, making Y/N sigh. "Fine, whatever. But let's be honest, I'm not gonna have anything that fits you. You should just stick with that," she said, shrugging and pretending to calm about seeing him like that. She was clearly in a flirty mood, which she sometimes gets like when she wants to annoy Michael.

He likes to out sticky notes everywhere with the word short on it, pull her off counters so she has a harder time getting stuff from cabinets, and put his hand above her head as if he was saying, "You're not tall enough to do ____." So it's only normal she would flirt to get him back. But mayyybe acting like that isn't a good decision on her part.

Michael sighed silently, grabbing Y/N"s wrist softly. "Wha--" Y/N cut herself off when Michael pulled her close, leaning down to get his face close to her's. Then, for the very first time in years, Michael spoke.

"Whatever makes you happier~" Michael whispered in her ear; his voice was low and husky. Y/N turned red immediately, incapable of even coming up with a response. Hold on- a tall, mysterious guy with a good figure pulled me close and now can speak, in a hot goddamn voice at that, Y/N thought.

Michael caressed her cheek, pulling away. Y/N had her mouth slightly parted, her eyes widened. "Yo...You can..." Y/N stuttered, not even able to come up with a sentence. So instead, she just nodded slowly, slowly walking into her room and gesturing for him to follow. Michael smiled proudly under his mask, following her.

Yes, what he did was small but Y/N was the kind of person to be a bit extra about these things. Of course it affected her. Anyway, about five minutes later, Y/N couldn't find anything for him to wear other than a large hoodie and very oversized sweatpants she got from a Plot Convenience Sale, which was kinda tight for him. But at least she had a use for the sweatpants, since that was kinda just in her closet.

Y/N took a deep breath once Michael was done changing, coming out of her room. Of course, she left the room when he got changed so don't think dirty, precious readers. Y/N looked over, smiling a bit with heated cheeks at Michael. The small moment from earlier was still bothering her.

"Does it fit?" she asked, raising a brow. Michael nodded, putting his hands in the hoodie pockets. "That's good," Y/N mumbled, staring at the ground awkwardly. A couple moments of silence later, Michael smiled from under his mask, taking it off while Y/N was too busy being lost in a daydream to notice.

"Thank you," Michael whispered as her kissed her forehead, making Y/N flinch. Because Michael appears to be as fast as light, he was already putting his mask on by the time Y/N looked up. Her face was red again, but even worse than before.

"M-Michael, did you just--" Michael was already walking away, brushing her off. "Hey, listen to me!" Y/N yelled as she caught up to him. Like hell that was going to be a one time thing, Y/N thought. I'm going to see his face eventually, she promised herself.

#slashers #slashers x reader #slashers x you #michael myers x reader #michael myers #old story #horror movies #short reader #reader insert #x reader

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kimhargreeves · 3 years

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Ok-Saitama x Reader

Summary:You and Saitama are married and enjoying a normal life like anh couple should. He is a superhero and you a stay at home wife. Though being married to him can be a bit stressful and weird.

It was finally a peaceful and sunny afternoon, no villains were around which made me happy since he is always busy fighting off creatures or any other villain in general, just yesterday he was fighting a lobster guy who wouldn't stop messing around with a kid. Saitama was quick to get rid of it with its powers, he can kill off a single being with one punch. Unlike him, I don't have any powers butbi can still kick ass when its needed, there's a reason why I took karate lessons with him. We've both known each other since the last year at middle school and since then we've inseparable, or should I say I was the one constantly followed him. He got tired of me sneaking behind his back and even following him when school would end. Saitami was inside a convenience store, looking between his hands and the frozen food section. He slowly turned to me and caught me. "Why are you following,kid?!" He shouted getting annoyed. I blushed and huffed looking at him. "You're just cool is all! I wanted to properly thank you for saving me back then." I said digging into my backpack and pulled out a bento box I did for him. "What's this?" He asks with no expression on his face when he sees the small box in his open hands. "It's some of your favorite!" I've seen the food he likes so I also started to do them. He opens it and I see an irk on his forehead. I prepared curry but heart shaped. "What's the meaning behind this brat?" I ignore what he called me and smiled. "You saved me from that monster when I got out of school. Can you teach me? I promise I'll leave you alone after you teach me a few moves." I imagine myself fighting off some bad guys,being able to protect myself. Saitama stares at me. "Ok..." I can remember those days clearly. I hum and hear footsteps approaching me, I notice Saitama's messier hair due to hard work. "You finished earlier." Saitama groans and sits next to me. "Well I'm here like you told me, what's up?" We've both been dating for about two years now, I'll admit he might be odd and not the most romantic man in the world, but he makes me extremely happy. He's become a bit bored with his powers since he can't have fun fighting the villains cause he kills them with a single punch. Saitama has told me he wants a different life and adventure. I turn to face him with a smile while he frowns, "Let's get married." I suggest. Saitama turns to stare at me and nods his head, "Ok." *********** Saitama wasn't too good with words no matter how much he wanted to but that was fine! I had no problem with it because i know that loves me. I do wish he could be more vocal about it sometimes, still he does the best he can when it comes to it. I ignored the rumbling around me and the many screams from civilians and continued watering my plants and sighed when I looked up at the sky and saw a bunch of mosquitos. "Will you just kill them already?! You ruined our lunch you pests!!" I shouted angrily and saw a woman like creature emerge from the swarm of insects. "Is that your wife, hero? I gotta say she has awful tastes in men..especially bald guys." "Who you callin' bald?!" Saitama shouted back. I know how much he hates it when people point out his baldness, that always makes him angry so I know he's gonna kill this villain in no time. I rest my head against my hand and watch them both fly away to fight off somewhere else. It's been years now since Saitama and I got married. Nothing much had changed since then, we visit my parents every once in a while and Saitama keeps on being the same guy I fell in love with, I will say more villains have been appearing lately. I hope nothing bad is happening behind the scenes because this town has had multiple repairs from the many fights we've received..speaking of broken buildings..I glance up and see the now missing roof above my head, the apartment is a mess again. How come the villains know where we live?! When I close my eyes and can't help but begin to cry. I hear someone land and I know its my husband, he defeated that thing quicker than I thought he would. "Hey..What's with the crying?" He asks with the same blunt voice he always uses. I lean closer and rested my head against his shoulder and felt him rubbing my back. "Uhh why are you crying?" I slightly push him and glare at him. "This is the fourth time in a week that someone has broken our roof! I've been doing all the cleaning when it break down so you'll be helping me this time..What's with that weird face?!" I continue to shout and point at him. "Ok. I'll help out." Saitama grabs the broom that is next to me and ignores my angry expression. "How about we head out and have a proper lunch? Something else than eggs." He suggests looking at me with a sweatdrop on gis forehead. I change my attitude and stare at him ib awe, "Alright. But dont think you can buy your way out of this." I point out to him and see my husband continuing to brush the floor. "I'm not planning to." I smirk and rest my hand on my hip. Saitama knows how angry and scary I can get but that still doesnt bother, scare him or even faze him in the slightest. ************** I stood still and was face to face with a an unknown man. We had a some sort of staring contest and it was making me feel nervous, why isn't he blinking?! "Umm Saitama?!" I shout as I stand by the door and finish putting my slippers aside. "Over here." I hear his voice which isn't far. We have a very small apartment with just one room and the living room and kitchen connected. "Master who is she? Is she a threat?" The unknown man quickly asks. I hurry to Saitama's side and sat down next to him, he was focused on the anime on screen, about a young school boy who has superpowers and gets even stronger when he displays emotion. 100 something is the name,I've seen a few episodes of of it. "Who's he?" "Who's she?" We both ask at the same time and continue staring at each other. "She's (Y/N), my wife." Saitama boredly says doesn't look at our guest. "Wife? I never expected someone to have such affection for you, master." "What does that suppose to mean?!" Saitama finally raises his voice. I lean my head on his shoulder and can feel him trying to push me away, he's feeling embarrassed. "Hello. It's nice to see that Saitama has a friend." "We're not friends." He tells me but I ignore him. "I'm Genos." The android says and seems taken back when I raise my hand up for him to shake. "Master, what should I do?" "It's a handshake you idiot and I'm not your master." Saitama rests onto the floor and keeps looking at the tv. "Do you both live here on your own? Dont you have children?" I quickly look back and see Saitama gripping onto a book tightly. I smile warmly at Genos since he doesn't know much. "Like Saitama said, it's a handshake. Usually people do that when they meet each other or hug when they are close friends." Genos nods his head and shakes my hand now. "I would like to be that, friends. Master, you never told me how nice (Y/N)." We look back at Sai and see him nodding off. "Yeah well she usually is when she's not angry." I turn to face Genos again and still smile. "So,Genos? What brings you here?" "Master said he would train me to become stronger!' I can see the enthusiasm in the young man. I've never met someone like him, or well I did. I glance to see my husband beginning to fall asleep. When Saitama started his career as a superhero he used to be like Genos, excited, alive and wanting to protect people. Now he just does it for the sake of it, but what else can i say. I dont have his power. "Master told me to run along and leave him around." I hear Genos inform me. I hum to myself and glance at both men. "Sai, are you going to train him? Genos, I mean." I hear him fake a snore. I call out his name again and see him open his eyes, now looking at me with sharp eyes and serious face. "Training Genos will do you well I am sure of it. I want you to go out and have fun, I don't know what you might consider as fun but I don't want to see you just being crammed up here with me. Don't get me wrong I love you a lot and having our fun, but I want to see you go out. So, what do you say?" Saitama looks away from us and places a warm blanket on top of him. "Ok." I furrow my eyebrows since he always gif me the same answer when he doesn't wanna say much. I clap my hands together and cheer as I crawl over to him. "Thank you so much, Sai." I grab his face and plant a quick kiss on his lips. Saitama groans and went back to his hiding. Genos looks away and I can see his pale cheek turn a bit red. Maybe now Saitama will agree and we can all train together and have fun.

#one punch man #saitama #genos #anime #one punch man x reader #one punch man saitama x reader wife #manga #one punch man season 1

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bookwormsid1015 · 3 years

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Operation: Baby Talk [1/3]

Hizashi pounds his fist against the mahogany door rapidly while Shouta and Oboro stand behind him, Shouta with his standard bored expression and Oboro with shifting, anxious feet. Beside them, a small white cloud floats drowsily with a small grocery bag full of chili bean soup and medicine inside it.

Unlike the three boys, Nemuri is already living alone in a small apartment complex a few streets away from UA High School, working two jobs to keep up with rent and her own chaotic interests. Although her independence gives them a great place to hang out to play video games on weekends, it also draws most of her attention away from them most of the week. Despite this, Nemuri has always been a punctual, upstanding student who turns in her homework on time and always makes room for friends. Nothing has ever stopped her before, and it still amazes Oboro to see her act like such an… adult.

Bottom line: Nemuri is a busy bee and it’s not uncommon to not see her for days on end. What is uncommon, however, is discovering she hasn’t been at school or internship for the past three days and apparently called off work for the next two weeks.

This knowledge has been bothering Oboro nonstop. Is she okay? Did she get hurt while on patrol with His Purple Highness? Did she get sick? Is she all alone? Her parents live in Saitama Prefecture, a whole three hours away from Musutafu. If she is sick, knowing Nemuri and her stupid habit of hoarding her burdens to herself, she didn’t tell them or anyone else. Oboro knows for a fact she didn’t tell him, Shouta or Hizashi; the only reason they know of her strange absence was through Iida Tensei, who Oboro shares his math class with.

“Oh, she called His Purple Highness and told him something came up and that she wouldn’t be coming in for a while,” Iida had told him casually. “Why? She didn’t tell you?”

It pissed Shouta and Hizashi off that Nemuri wouldn’t let them-- her best friends-- know about her getting sick, but it just worried Oboro. It took a lot of convincing, but he managed to drag them with him to the local grocery store, grab Nemuri her favorite soup and some medicine, and come all the way over here. Shouta and Hizashi kept on glancing at Oboro strangely and whispering to each other, but Oboro doesn’t understand why they would act so weird about it. He’s Nemuri’s friend! Friends are supposed to look out for each other, right?

“Nemuriiii!” Hizashi shouts through the door between rapid knocking. “I know you’re in there, I can smell hoe for miles! Open up the mcfuckin’ dooooorrr!”

Shouta lifts an unamused eyebrow at Hizashi. “Dude, what the fuck?” he deadpans, and Hizashi glares at the ravenette from over his shoulder.

“We’re friends! I’m allowed to call her a hoe.” Hizashi turns back to the door. “Nemuri! Open the DOOR!” He emphasizes “door” with a high pitched shriek, and Oboro shoves his palm into his face to stifle his snorts.

“You guys are both assholes,” Shouta grumbles, though it’s obvious he’s smiling.

The door swings open in a quick arc that slams into Hizashi’s forehead with a comical bonk. Nemuri is standing in the doorway, clad in her pajamas with baggy pink sweatpants and a white tank top with spaghetti straps. Her red glasses sit on the bridge of her nose, her deep indigo hair tied up into a short messy bun atop her head, and her tired blue eyes glare at the boys with exhausted irritation. Seeing Nemuri without her usual playful smile is surprising in and of itself, but Oboro’s sky blue eyes widen at what she’s holding against her chest with one arm.

A small baby dressed in a cute little sailor suit is leaning into her chest, snoozing quietly with one thumb in his mouth. He looks like the splitting image of Nemuri, with a matching mole under his right eye and pale skin. The only thing that differs from her is the baby’s hairstyle, which is short and curly.

Nemuri releases the door knob and readjusts her grip on the baby, still glaring at the boys. “What the fuck, guys? You couldn’t even call in advance?” she hisses at them.

Shouta and Hizashi stare between Nemuri and the baby, speechless, while Oboro’s brain turns like slow moving gears. After a solid three seconds, he suddenly utters a horrified gasp that attracts the eyes of all three friends. “Nemuri! You were pregnant?!” he shrieks.

The accusation breaks the shocked spell in an instant, and suddenly Hizashi is lying flat on his ass, howling with laughter. Even Shouta ducks his face away, trying to stifle his giggles; Nemuri narrows her eyes at Oboro pointedly.

“Oh yeah, I got pregnant and gave birth in three days. Of course I wasn’t pregnant, dipshit.” Nemuri readjusts her grip on the baby again, holding him up a little higher. “This is my older sister’s kid. Say hello to baby Haito, everyone.”

Not knowing what else to do, everyone waves at the little baby, and the baby lifts his head drowsily. When he opens his eyes, Oboro is surprised to find the baby’s eyes are a light blue that matches the hue of the sky above, with faint freckles dusting over his cheeks. Upon seeing the newcomers, the baby fusses anxiously and buries his face in Nemuri’s bust.

Nemuri’s attitude changes in an instant, from tired and angry to worried and tender. She lifts one hand to gently pat the baby’s back and she rocks him from side to side. “Shh, shh, shh. It’s okay Haito-baby. It’s okay. Auntie Nemi’s here. You’re safe with me,” she coos into his hair, and the baby’s whines quiet down. Her voice is so soft and gentle it warms Oboro’s heart just by hearing it, and he can tell Hizashi and Shouta are just as shocked by her motherly tone.

After the baby quiets down, Nemuri lifts her head to peer at her friends, suddenly tired all over again. “Sorry for being a bitch, guys. My sister and her boyfriend had to go abroad for some job interview in South Korea, and since my parents think her boyfriend is a deadbeat, they want nothing to do with him or the baby. So she gave Haito to me,” Nemuri explains, punctuating her words with a tired sigh. “I’ve had, like, no sleep for the past three days. Damn… and my rent’s due next Thursday…”

Shouta and Hizashi look between themselves, unsure of how to react. Only Oboro is willing to meet Nemuri’s eyes, and worry pangs to life in his chest at the dark bags under her eyes. “When will they be back?” he asks her.

“Hm? In about two weeks, I think,” she says, and Oboro can almost feel her invisible walls rising, guarding her from their worry. “Don’t worry, guys. I’m fine. I’ve pulled all-nighters before, this is nothing.”

“You weren’t taking care of someone’s kid, though,” Oboro gently protests. “Have you been eating anything? Anything at all?”

Nemuri pries her eyes away from his concerned stare. “I had a protein shake yesterday,” she replies stiffly.

Oboro’s brows lower into a frown. “For breakfast or dinner?” he presses.

Nemuri sighs. “Breakfast…” she mutters in response, then quickly shakes her head as a wobbly smile forces its way onto her lips. “It’s nothing. I mean it. You guys don’t have to worry about me.”

Oboro is already shaking his head. “That’s bullshit,” he tells her, and when he sees her shoulders haunching defensively, he quickly adds, “I know you can take care of yourself, but as your friend, I still worry about you. I mean, look at you! You look like you could pass out any second now!”

“I’m fine,” she replies, her tone harder this time.

Oboro stares at her incredulously. Why can’t she just let them help for once? She has it in her mind that she has to be the strong one, the responsible one. Why can’t she see that she’s a kid just like the rest of them? It frustrates him to no end, yet in the depths of his exasperation, an epiphany comes to mind.

“Why don’t I help you take care of him?” he offers, and his friends’ eyes fall on him in surprise.

“You? Help me? Take care of… a baby?” Nemuri echoes, her words slow and meticulous as if she were taking her time tasting a treat, figuring out whether she liked it or not. She glances down at the baby in her arms, then to the small cloud floating beside the taller boy, eyeing the small grocery bag full of medicine in particular. Oboro has never seen her look so… anxious before.

Assuming she’s just not used to being offered help, Oboro goes on cheerfully, “Yeah! I have a little brother, remember? I’m a pro at babysitting!” Something about his words is bothering him, the reason flapping seamlessly in the back of his mind, though Oboro can’t pin down why. He just smiles joyfully at her, hoping his smile is convincing enough.

Finally, Nemuri sighs. “Come around six tonight,” she tells him, her tone strange. “Haito usually gets fussy around dinner time.”

Oboro flashes her a thumbs up. “Bet!” he cheers.

Nemuri smiles at him, and Oboro’s heart gives an unexpected beat; somehow it feels different from her usual broad, gleaming smiles. He doesn’t have enough time to decipher it before Nemuri quickly bids them goodbye and closes the door, disappearing back into her apartment.

A long beat of silence passes between them, and Oboro doesn’t dare move his eyes away from the front door. He can feel the hot stares of Shouta and Hizashi on his back, pinning him in place like a butterfly on a bulletin board.

“Holy fucking shit. Did you just…?” Suddenly, Hizashi’s face splits apart into a bright smile, and he latches his arms around Oboro’s to shake rapidly. “Dude, I can’t believe you did that! You’re so smooth!”

Oboro blinks at him owlishly, still not comprehending what just happened. The flapping in the back of his mind is deafening, now. “Eh? What’d I do?” he asks.

Hizashi laughs loudly. “Don’t play coy with me, bro! You totally went, ‘fear not, my love. Even if this child is not mine, I shall support both you and the baby!’ That was so domestic it made me blush!” he squeals.

The puzzle pieces finally fit together in his brain, and a blush hits him with the speed of an oncoming train. Suddenly, he remembers the faint blush on her cheeks, and the tender pull of her smile. Although Nemuri is the type of person to extend a helping hand out to anyone in need, she rarely accepts help from anyone else. In spite of that, she’s letting him help her with taking care of her sister’s baby?

Oboro has no idea what expression is on his face right now.

“Oboro.” Shouta’s stern voice reaches his ears, grounding him before his brain could float into the sky like a balloon. He slowly turns to face the ravenette, and finds Shouta watching him with dark, serious eyes. “Do you have any idea what you just did?” he asks, his tone flat.

Oboro blinks slowly, his brain slow and muddled yet filled with thoughts moving at the speed of light. “I… said I’d help wit’ da baby…” he murmurs dumbly, the words feeling alien on his tongue. Shouta sighs.

The trio finally gather their wits and begin walking away from Nemuri’s doorstep. Oboro is suddenly thankful her apartment is on the first floor; he doesn’t think he has the motor skills to walk down stairs right now. “I know you said you have a little brother, but it’s been seven years since you had to change a diaper. Do you think you can handle this?” Shouta asks the taller boy, and Oboro wrings his hands together tightly.

“I mean, yeah, why not?” he replies, more so to convince himself. “Between me and Nemuri, how hard can it be?”

#Bnha #Bnha Vigilantes #Mha #Kayama Nemuri #Shirakumo Oboro #Aizawa Shouta #Yamada Hizashi #Shirakumo Oboro x Kayama Nemuri #CloudNight #Shirayama #Bnha Midnight #Loud Cloud #Eraserhead #Present Mic #Haha fuckers I told you I won't let this ship die

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goldfishshithead · 2 years

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SO. As promised, @aforrestofstuff I've got a thing or two to say about your absolutely brilliant Band!AU. First of all thank you so much for making this, it’s truly lovely. You got my creative juices flowin dude (and I just can't help making some hcs of your AU <3) And now, without further ado... words:

Rock may be their main genre but I guess they'd play a variety of things ranging from jazz to metal and everything in between (except pop obviously, that's an unspoken rule). My brain short circuited and started replaying the iconic Queen gif the moment I read the word 'band' because they totally would:

Genos is essentially an introvert in his personal life BUT when he’s onstage it’s a totally different story. He’s not “Genos” he’s Demon fucking Cyborg, born to be a rock star he belongs to the stage and the audience belongs to him. He’s one hell of a performer and always owns the show. And ofc the man has RANGE in big fat capitals. We’re talkin Freddie Mercury, Elvis Presley, Steven Tyler, Elton John, Robert Plant and David Bowie levels here, he's no joke. He starts getting a lot of offers from various recording studios once he has made his presence known in the show biz... but he doesn’t wanna leave the band after some point because Badd and Garou have grown on him you know like an annoying rash. He also loves to dabble in yodeling cause it's fun and he's always up for new challenges.

About Saitama being a legendary singer: nobody besides Genos believes it, at all. And then one fine day they’re all just chattin and King comes up, the man who is a well-known face of progressive rock because of his one hit wonder (which was actually sung by Saitama) and Saitama, who isn’t really a conversation-haver, just passingly mentions “Ya, I’ve worked with him.” but the topic changes shortly after cause nobody takes him seriously and vice-versa so he never gets to complete his sentence, “King used to bring me my coffee.” or some shit. I reckon his actual vocal range would be unreal like the guy can transcend octaves like it's a walk in the park. The rest of the band find out way too late in the story like what’s the truth and that damn, Genos was right about Saitama after all and that this bald bitch really is the direct blood descendant of Orpheus fabled vocalist Genos claimed him to be.

Isamu as the band's audio engineer. That's it.

Zombieman mostly works behind the curtains but I think he should have his moment under the spotlight too. So, like they’re stuck at a strip club full of STDs in the middle of a desert without fuel and a punctured tire. Help is on it’s way but it’s not gonna come for the next 48 hours or so at least. And he’s feeling really bitter about something. None of the others know what’s got him so down. Actually, he just went on an extremely unpleasant jog down the memory lane cause today’s date carried a very unhappy event for him (like the day he left his first band HoE or when he broke up with Amai Mask perhaps? R.L. Stine’s choose your scare) and then Genos just goes “depression is just a fancy word for being bummed out” and hands him the mic and they’re all already in position when Zombieman looks up. And then he just let’s it all out cause everybody needs to once in a while and also to put it all behind him one last time cause he’s opened a new chapter in his life with his three newly-adopted kids and should really just look at the brighter side.

Badd would definitely be an absolute power drummer when I think of him I think of John Bonham, Roger Taylor, Phil Rudd, David Grohl and Dave Mackintosh. His heart beats are the only metronome he'll ever need. Also, I think he’d have picked up a lot of stuff from Zenko -who is training to be a classical pianist- and can play the piano fairly well.

Garou aka Johnny B Goode would gain much fame in the rough n tough world of upcoming guitarists but he thrives off of the competition. And it's not like anyone could match his on the fly juicy licks anyway. He's good and he knows it. The dude loves to flex at any given moment and never misses an opportunity to do so. His influences may have included Slash, Brian May, Jimmy Page, Angus Young and Kurt Cobain among others. BTW imagine Garou with a five-neck like Rick Nielsen lol:

To wrap it up, I'm sure your fic is gonna be an epitome of awesomeness!! It'll be the ride of a lifetime on this highway to.... hell? oblivion? whatever. One thing I'm sure about is they're gonna make it big and I can't wait to witness their epic journey. (CAUSE IT'S A LONG WAY TO THE TOP IF YOU WANNA ROCK 'N' ROLL)

P.S.- I still haven’t got time to actually read your fic yet (sowwy) but i’ll read it when the sword is not hangin over my head anymore. (2 down 1 to go)

#it is i. the anon who exploded in your inbox the other day.#*throws a pizza slice at you* here have my thoughts #do what you want with this now idc #tbqh it's just that music is my lifeline and i HAVE to butt in and go off or i will literally die #also cause the government couldn't stop my sinful hand >:-]#the band au hit me so fuckin hard RIGHT HERE IN MY MEOW MEOW #hc time from yours truly #one punch man #opm band!au #aforrestofstuff #please accept my humble offering ;A;#also i absolutely LOVED the name you choose for zombieman. it's *MWAH* delicious 🤌

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the-nysh · 3 years

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What are your favorite garou moments?

F-favorite?! 😳 This might be hard to narrow down & choose...but if I go chronologically, I think I can make a good list of most memorable moments!

1. Garou surrounded by the A/B heroes and enduring the worst of odds (injured, fevered, outnumbered, poisoned), with his biggest test of character yet (at this point in the story) to defend the shed and miraculously pull out on top. (Where thematically you can interpret as his version of ‘justice’ prevailing.)

Because this challenge was the first time, since Garou’s introduction, that really 👀 opened my eyes. He wasn’t all bark and no bite; he truly was the resourceful, combative fighting genius he claimed to be, and this fight deliberately showed that (the perfect ‘show don’t tell’ example) to make his character’s competency and tenacity truly shine as believable. (And to this day, it’s still my favorite choreographed fight in the whole story.) Then adding the decisive ‘do or die’ protect Tareo in the shed moment? Ugh ;o; truly the emotional icing on the cake, both for his convictions and proving what he’s willing to risk his life for. That this guy had the makings of something great 👀 to keep an eye on, and this addition to the story was probably one of the best unexpected improvements over what the webcomic did to flesh out his character for the better. Because at the time, many fans were bemoaning the manga’s deviation from the wc with the whole tournament arc, but this change with the whole shed set up and resolution, completely flipped the mood that we were speeding along, right on course with even better expansions to look forward to. A welcome surprise for all that keeps on giving getting better the more you go back and revisit/reread the fight. :’D

2. Garou’s whole downtime during the dine n dash section, where he was basically just fucking around on his own, lost in thought trying to assess/clarify his goals to ‘become a monster’....while ironically saving civilians, rescuing Tareo again (from bullies) and accidentally behaving just like a hero without even realizing it! :’D That was hilarious. Basically this was his slower ‘slice of life’ moment he got for himself, and I love that shit - it’s basically one of my favorite parts to come back and reread from time to time (and one I hope to see animated/voiced one day), because it’s just so funny, with that fond smiling reader awareness like ‘aha~ you’re stubbornly trying to be someone you’re not, aren’t you squidward~’

3. Garou’s Big Damn Heroes moment (literally, the precise trope) busting thru walls to Tareo’s cries for help at perfect timing to rescue him in grand, feral dramatic fashion from Royal Ripper. 8′D .....Only for this fucker, in awkward denial fashion, to have the gall and say ‘It’s not like I came here to save you or....anything, baka’ Classic peak tsundere moment.

No really! It’s probably the first time I’ve ever burst out laughing from seeing that classic line uttered, and I couldn’t believe ONE actually went there, but he did (and used it in a fresh, but most effective platonic context different from usual), so what a delight! X’D

4. This page, because it encapsulates peak feral protective Garou. o///o

Which Murata totally milked for all it’s worth while inking it on stream, even showing off teases of the finished panel from his assistants while the entire stream chat screamed. 8′D (In retrospect, this era was probably my favorite ‘peak opm’ while Murata was most prolific and active on stream with fandom interaction. I miss this age dearly.)

5. Jumping ahead, Murata swooping in to unexpectedly drop Garou vs Darkshine (esp part 2) on us, which we had been waiting for to see adapted, only for Murata to suddenly deliver with the delicacy of taking a bludgeon to the forehead. 8′D Holy shit!

Especially because Murata somehow reached peak h0rny in the interim to proudly show off all of Garou’s ahem, assets in full glory. Murata has no chill!! D8 Anyway, I think my brain was fried for a week; I was too buzzed to properly sleep straight. And yes, Murata made the grueling wait for more Garou content totally worth it. 8′D

6. Unadapted webcomic territory now, but his badass line/entry with ‘your case of emergency just happened.’ While ripping through BS, utterly destroying GS, and yes, saving Tareo once again in grand, feral dramatic fashion. :3

How hilarious that his grand ‘monster debut’ was him actually uhhhhhh....saving a kid from a hostage situation and dramatically violently defeating the other monsters who threatened him, whom the other heroes couldn’t even win against. (Only to go ‘ayy heroes~ come at me and I’ll demonstrate to you why your hero marks fail to pass my test.’) Like oh my god, does Garou still not realize what he’s actually doing?! D8 Saitama, halp knock some cathartic sense into him! And for the most part, I find his fight with Saitama more tragic and painful to witness than anything, as his desperation grows and meets a figurative brick wall, mentally speaking. (So you won’t see me ‘cheering’ like some other fans might during his ‘beatdown,’ because that ‘punishment’ only breaks his will to live. Not fun. :O) But rest assured I will be right there frothing at the mouth to witness how awesome and unforgettable Murata intends to deliver this too. Particularly for that ‘case of emergency’ moment above (if/when manga Tareo somehow gets captured again for the battle), awesome moments like that are sure to make me go feral to finally see them in Murata’s style. 8′D

7. But!! There’s hope, because his moment of realization and clarity, where it all finally and silently sinks in, seeing the light after Tareo saves him and helps him understand who his true self has been all along - whom he had been denying and rejecting all this time - now that, is just beautiful. :’3

One of the best long-awaited payoff moments to see adapted in full glory for sure. I am prepared to be emotionally destroyed for this whole ‘eye scene’! So ONE & Murata, do your worst!!

8. His return in the webcomic’s ch133. ;A; And ONE, just knew how to deliver the suspense (even Murata was hyped) and make Garou’s long-awaited face reveal brilliant, beaming, and perfect. Hhuhuuhu pretty sure I cried from the compounded joy, familiar relief seeing how -it’s him-, and...the later sense of devastation from seeing the cycle of injustice happen to him all over again. :’)) (Which he silently shoulders and walks away from like a champ~) Anyway, you can still read/relive my whole first blind ch reaction here~

#opm #garou #commentary #webcomic spoilers #long post #Anonymous #replies #aaahhhh!!! that took a while to compose and find all the pics again for but whee :'D #also notice how there aren't any 'early' moments....because i used to be indifferent towards him up until the shed fight opened my eyes

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